#i really love blackrock i really do

[valelanz]

blackrock phigjtjinggnhn nn

[glistering-melon]

I had a vision.

... Visions.

[dr-piss-thief-phd]

Rythian appearing in Jaffa Factory 2 WE ARE SO BACK

[planetaryaether]

oooo this is a great point/idea!

You see that kind of behavior at the end of season 1 with him needing to remind himself that Sjin was trying to kill him *literally minutes ago* (the way he also calls Duncan "old friend" when noticing the spider is also doing THE MOST though). I think it is not that he is trying to convince himself that Duncan is a good person, I think it is because he is constantly trying to convince himself that Duncan is a bad person (and this is a rare moment of him speaking his genuine thoughts).

He is constantly saying how much he hates these people but at the same time every single time he is presented with an opportunity to do something about it, he doesn't do anything because he doesn't want to, but he doesn't know how to process that feeling with their actions and the pain he feels because of them. 'How can he think they are good people when they have hurt him? Why doesn't he hate them?' are questions that I think run through his head and violent revenge is not only the answer he was raised to give, but it is also a way to avoid the cognitive dissonance of those two feelings. He doesn't have to deal with the pain of that disconnect if the person doesn't exist anymore (but then whenever he gets to a point where he can do something about it, the disconnect of his plan and not wanting to hurt people he still cares about prevents him from doing anything about it, so he is stuck in this loop).

blackrock chronicles season 2 ep 3. rythian exploring duncan's base says "he's doing a lot of science but that doesn't necessarily make him a bad guy" as he's hedging his bets. trying to figure out he's good. DUDE you wouldnt have said that at ALL before Zoey came out to you as liking science but now you're willing to give Duncan of all people a potential pass. because of her. you are the MOST

[miviaceleste]

A Blackrock Story: A Boy with Turquoise Eyes

Happy 12th Anniversary to Blackrock Chronicle!

This comic ended up being 47 pages long (when I first sketched it, it was only 20 pages long). Since I can only upload 30 images in a post, I had to combine 2 pages into 1 image so hopefully it's still visually fine and not annoying to scroll through!

I wrote this mini-story more than 10 years ago, so I figured it was time to finally make it into a comic (after editing the writing a lot because I became a much better writer since lol).

Be aware of the TWs, and I hope you enjoy this comic!

TW: Violence || Blood || Injuries/Scars/Burn Marks || Kidnapping || (Temporary) Death || Loss of Limb / Amputation

Thank you all for reading one of my most insane projects ever!

Now, here’s another long story:

About 8 years ago, my life became so busy that to stay on top of my studies and activities, I stopped watching a lot of YouTubers, including the Yogscast.

I’ve grown up throughout the years. I had to stop acting like a kid to figure out what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. I’m still an artist today, but I haven’t drawn in this way for about 3 years to pursue my real passion. I love to draw, but I didn’t have the time or inspiration to make something grand.

About 3 months ago, I suddenly got curious about how all those YouTubers I stopped watching were doing, so I checked out their channels and watched a video or two before moving on. When I got to the Yogscast channel, on the other hand, I quickly fell in love with the new content and with everyone again.

It was insane to see how immediately my love for them came back. In 3 months, I’ve watched so many videos and streams/VODs. It’s all so comforting, funny, and uplifting. Clearly, I missed so much content in the past 8 years, but at least I don’t have to worry about running out of things to watch for a while.

What made me most happy was that despite changing a lot, I never stopped being that kid who laughed at the Yogscast’s shenanigans. It just goes to show that no matter how much the world tries to push you around, you never lose that sense of joy you had as a child.

Now, about Rythian:

Since I started watching the Yogscast in 2011, Rythian has always been my favorite. I loved his series so much, especially with how he got into character to give us an immersive experience. It was an escape for me as a kid. When difficult moments were thrown at me, I watched Rythian’s series to find a sense of comfort.

So when I started watching his and Zoey’s Blackrock series, my mind was blown. The storytelling, acting, humor, and drama of the series were so immersive and touching that my creativity exploded.

I mainly use art to express myself and my interests because I struggle to talk about it. But funny enough, Blackrock was the only interest of mine that got me to not draw, but to write. I wrote a lot of short stories about the series—even how I envisioned the series would end. I was so inspired to create all the time from this series.

And what’s crazy is that at the beginning of this summer, I found all of those written drafts and notes from when I was a kid. I kept them all for 10+ years and found a very loose (and not that good) draft of this comic and I felt really inspired to finish it.

It was roughly when I was first watching Blackrock too when I realized that I can be creative in the future. The Yogscast helped me understand that I can do whatever I want for the rest of my life. If they could do it, then why can’t I?

What’s also wonderful is that even after so many years, Rythian never stopped being my favorite. When I started watching the main channel again a few months ago, I immediately found myself rooting for him whenever he was in the group videos. I just remembered how much happiness he brought me when I was younger and it makes me so happy that I still get so much joy whenever I hear his voice.

While working on this comic, I watched all of Kirbycraft and caught up on Kirby Farm. I can’t help but smile the whole time Rythian, Briony, and Kirsty interact with one another. The dynamic of these three brings me so much laughter and comfort. A part of me is upset that I didn’t get back to watching everyone when Kirbycraft was still live, but better late than never, right?

I also originally started this comic without the intention of posting it. But then I figured, Hey, it’d be great to share it with everyone who’s also been impacted by this series and the Yogscast in general, so I made this blog to post it here. Honestly, I’m not sure when the next time I’ll be able to draw is (who knew building a career takes away a lot of your energy and time?). But I think that’s what’s so wonderful about my love for Yogscast and particularly Blackrock: I didn’t make this comic for the likes or views. It was just because I wanted to, and I’m so happy to see there are so many people on here who feel the same love for them as I do.

This series and the people who made it, along with the people who supported it and loved it and continued to love it, impacted me for the better. I learned so many years ago that I can be creative for a living, and have been working hard towards doing that since.

Happy 12th Anniversary to the Blackrock Chronicle. To Rythian and Zoey who put a smile on this kid’s face even during the toughest of times.

And to the Yogscast, thank you for being there for me when I needed you all the most and for still being here when I came back. Your ability to inspire me and make me laugh never disappeared throughout the years I was gone, and I’m ready to laugh some more.

[piplup335]

Darkheart x reader!

H E L L O, F E L L A S ! ! ! ! ! ! !

*ahem*

I'm back to write! My exam just ended 2h ago, and I'm doing alright! To whoever requested this, I'm so sorry you had to wait so long ;-; I had stuff to do and I had to rush this because I may not be posting for another month or so otherwise ;-;

but yea, enjoy the story! :D

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Crossroads. Known for being the lively town which joined all four factions together...and the only thing stopping them from engaging in war.

Blackrock, Playground, Lost Temple and Thieves' Den.

For generations, Blackrock had considered themselves sworn enemies with Playground, and the phighters of Playground thought likewise, so the sight of demons from each faction leaving the other alone instead of going at each other's throats in Crossroads was a treat for everyone. 

It also just so happened to be the only place where people of different factions could meet up and relax after a long day of phights. 

Someone from Lost Temple could chat with someone from Playgrounds without any conflicts happening on either side. 

Someone from Thieves' Den could walk into a bar with someone from Blackrock, and that would be perfectly fine on all sides. 

However, Crossroads wasn’t just the number one hangout place for phighters- it was one for the SFOTH deities, too. Especially during their days off. 

And sometimes, they just so happened to be in the places no one would expect them to be. 

Of course, Firebrand was standing in the centre of it all, boasting to demons about his great power and how he ruled over the entirety of Crossroads. 

Other deities hid elsewhere. They watched over Crossroads from the shadows, save for Windforce who went to Banlands to find her son. 

They all had a favourite place to watch Crossroads from. Illumina enjoyed standing at the edge of the Crossroads tower, watching demons move around like ants on a grid. 

Some of the deities’ favourite spots were slightly unusual, however…

…such as underneath a bridge. 

“Freaking finally…”

The weekend was here. You, a phighter, made a living by duelling other demons in “phights”. They were regularly hosted by Dom and Valk, the two famous idols known as Flipside. 

They were born with a silver spoon in their mouth, and you were participating in these phights to maybe, just maybe, make enough from them to ensure you get to live well for the rest of your life. 

You knew you already could, however- because of your lover. 

He had everything. Strength, affluence, hell, he was also well-known around the Inpherno.

He had offered you everything you could ever wish for. He just wanted you to be there with him until the end of time. 

You refused, however- how could you let your loving boyfriend do all the work?

So, you still worked by phighting- you enjoyed the job, anyway. Your boyfriend would even visit sometimes. Just, well- to annoy the hell out of others.

"A little bit of chaos is fun...don't you think?"

You internally cheered at the sight, but everyone else groaned. Even Biograft, despite it being a robot, seemed to tense up, gripping its energy blades harder...

To you, it was a blessing.

To other players, it was a curse...literally.

“Feeling vulnerable…?”

Just then, the enemy Biograft seemed to falter, its lights dimming. Seemed like he got the curse…

“WHAT THE HELL? AM I NOT VULNERABLE ENOUGH ALREADY?”

Those were his last words before getting obliterated by your ally, Hyperlaser…

Your ally, Shuriken, was chasing down Sword, who was on 15 HP. 

“We’re feeling a gust of wind come along…!”

The next thing he knew, Shuriken got blasted upwards…and out of the map. 

Of course, Darkheart would make sure that you were out of harm's way before casting another one of his curses. Though, he wasn’t as merciful with your teammates…

So here you sat, after a long day and a hard battle, snuggled up in your boyfriend’s arms. 

"Darkheart...I'm exhausted..."

"No need to worry, dear...we'll be here..."

You never really understood why your boyfriend always referred to himself plurally, but it was just another one of his quirks that you adored about him. You loved him, and he loved you back.

His one withered wing wrapped itself around your frame- his own special way of hugging you. Another one of his little habits. 

"We just don't want Illumina to get to you, you know...? We're trying not to be too overprotective...who knows what he'd do to you?"

You giggled. Typical Darkheart- always protective of you, fearing for your wellbeing...sparing you from the usual curses he'd inflict on the others- hell, Darkheart would even curse other people if they got too close to his beloved. 

As you fell asleep in your boyfriend's arms, you couldn't help but let out a small smile. Seeing your happy expression, Darkheart let out a small chuckle.

"Sleep well, my dearest..."

This was your life. Yourself, with Darkheart by your side. Sure, there were little disputes or disagreements in your relationship, and sometimes people would laugh at you because Darkheart was so much taller than you. But despite all this...

...you couldn't ask for more.

- thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed! this is my second (I think lmao) romance fic, so if you have any feedback do leave it in the comments so I can improve my writing for you guys! :D

[acupofinkedblood]

Medkit x reader [An Arrow To The Knee]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

How has he became such a fool?

They say that love has this blessing that drive you mad. Medkit used to think that it’s such an exaggerated vision of those lovesick idiots that have nothing better to do, but now he can definitely be certain that he had become one of the said fools the very moment he fell for you. Sometimes Medkit can only curse his heart for not just turn into rock or something, because him and love? It’s not the prettiest combination, at least he thought so

But then you slowly make your way into his life. Since when did he start to realize that he was yearning for your company each time you part ways with him then bid him a smiling ‘See you soon’? Medkit doesn’t know. There isn’t any logical expansion for love, what a pity. That little feeling of a bunch of butterflies doing backflips inside his stomach whenever he is near you is so frustrating, yet it’s you. He can’t push you away

Or he did a few times, but you’re just too stubborn to even accept that mere defeat

The moment the confession finally lifts up the unspoken tension weighs in his heart, Medkit feels like he is finally able to breathe under the light of his true feelings around you. Sure, it takes time. A lots of time and patience for him to warm up to your presence as someone close to his life. Because he is like a cat rescued by you, and they need quite a while to adapt, no? Rest assured, now that the two of you belong together, there is nothing else to worry about

Mekdit used to state that he was afraid of commitment because he couldn’t foresee what the future had to offer, whether it’s a melancholic tragedy or the fulfilling happy ending he had been chasing after. And you are a part of that little play he takes up on the stage as well — Or in another word, a play of his life — which means he doesn’t know what role will fate gives you in the future. All those years, he has relied solely on his sense of survival to make his decision. He just doesn’t want to lose it all again

He trusts his intuition, he really does. Yet somehow when the matter involves you, he can’t help but going back and forth. One wrong decision and this action will have consequences on both of your lives. Hell, he is even on the run right now, who knows how long will he be able to keep himself out of that death sentence of Blackrock’s government and the endless madness of the Cult? He loves you, and he only wants what is best for the two of you

When he first got into this relationship with you, he was a bit uneasy. He has actually mentally braced himself if anything happens, but to his surprise, you shower him with affection of his preference, he feels like his heart is beating again lively. He feels loved around you, and he loves you. There is this specific idea that keeps bugging him from times to times after years of being together with you. Will that be too sudden? Or what if it isn’t what you want? Medkit is still as ever, prefers to figure things by himself to not bother anyone else. However, as time flies, he can finally understand what to do. For once, let him gamble his life on his own as he throws the given script given by fate away

He is already the leas actor of his life, might as well starts to become the co-director of his choices at this point

“Careful,” he coos, holding onto your hand while you close your eyes, “Don’t trip on your feet, take it easy”

“My, a surprise for me? I can feel the slight salty breeze, dare I might say it’s the beach?”

“Lucky that you even remember my words when I urged you to take a coat”

Your chuckle eases the bubbling worries deep inside his chest. Yes, he did take you to the beach in the crack of dawn, but the sun isn’t coming out just yet. Lucky for you that demon doesn’t necessarily need to sleep, or else you will probably sleepwalk your way here with him. It sounds clearer now, the steady waves hit the shore rhythmically. As the wind kisses your face, you can even smell the sea water in the chilly night. It feels peaceful, but a bit cold of course. Thankfully Medkit insists that you should bring a coat along. Your boyfriend is always such a worrisome guy, but you still love that about him

“We’re here. C’mon, open up your eyes”

The sun gently perks up from the sea the very moment you do as he told. The golden rays caress your face, blesses you with the dawn of a new day. Its reflection is almost glistening on the surface of the sea, the sight is almost surreal. While you are still in awe of the serene landscape, Medkit still keeps his hands in the pockets of his coat, occasionally fidgeting with the object inside it anxiously. But he can’t really back off now, can he? Medkit takes a deep breath, rehearsing his own lines which he had to write it over and over again until reaching the perfect conclusion

He calls out your name, watches you carefully as you look over to him. You can tell that his expression has softened greatly

“I have something important that I want to tell you”

“Tell me then,” you smile, “Is there something on your mind?”

“All those times you have stayed by my side, I have to admit that I have grown soft. Years have passed, and I just want you to know that you mean a lots to me. The thought of the future can be scary, but when I imagine you standing at the end of the tunnel, my heart can’t help it but feels…calm. And even if I’m afraid of going forward, at least I know that I can rely on you to keep me on my toes. And I, truly, want you to accompany me on this path of the future”

Before you can process his words properly, Medkit gets down on one knee as he finally pull the thing that he keeps fidgeting with inside his pocket: A velvet box - a typical choice to store a ring inside. Wait, hold on—

“I want to stay by your side, to grow old with you and to live for a tomorrow worth dying for. Not just to survive anymore, I want to live. And I wish to spend my life with you until my last breath. I promise that I will take care of you with all I have got, so…,” the box is opened, revealing the sleeping beauty of a golden ring lying inside, “Will you marry me?”

Your brain stops functioning for a good moment there. Is this a dream? You aren’t sleepwalking, right? Your hands tremble slightly with joy as you acknowledge this is reality, that oh so bright smile can be helped but appear on your face. You feel like crying, but that overwhelming satisfaction of happiness is conflicted with it. What a reaction you are having at the moment, he thinks. Before Medkit knows it, you already flung yourself into him with your arms around his body. He almost falls backwards into the sand in surprise there, mind you. But he can’t bring himself to be annoyed at that fact, not when you are this overjoyed

All those time you thought you will be the one that purpose to him first, guess that he really catches you by surprise in the best way possible, huh?

“Yes! A hundred times yes,” you exclaim, “I will and I do, how can I not?”

That answer does more than just satisfy him. That simple word feels like an elixir to put all his worries at bay, especially with you in his embrace like this. One hand holding the ring box, the other wrapping around your waist to pull you closer. Medkit let out of a relaxed sigh as he takes in your senses. The shore is all for the two of you, so there is no one around to judge or anything. But even if they do, you simply don’t give a damn

“I love you too,” he murmurs, “Forever”

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

Note: I bought this super cute bracelet that matches the one that I wear before and it’s just so so adorable（＾Ｏ＾）

[planetaryaether]

I swear I have the capacity to be normal about things. with that being said I have many thoughtsTM about today's JF2 episode (#29).

Duncan volunteering to send his black lotus to Rythian as well is something that can be so personal. To over analyze it, although he says it is in case "the first one gets lost" they have no reason to think that items wouldn't get to their destined locations, so the choice reads much more as a gesture of friendship. After the events of Flux Buddies (no spoilers) Duncan has had to learn to face the consequences of his own actions in a way that he simply had not during Blackrock - which at the end of the day was the thing that drove a wedge between him and Rythian.

By not being able to accept that his actions led to genuine harm (intended or not) to those he called his friends signaled to Rythian that he cannot trust others/especially Duncan again. This perceived threat of future betrayal combined with Rythian thinking that Zoey had joined forces with Duncan and the nuke reveal all served to retraumatize Rythian, placing a wedge in their relationship that has not been able to be addressed due to the end of Season 2 and Rythian deciding to give up on any relationship (friend or enemy) with Duncan ('the opposite of love is not hatred, it is indifference' etc etc).

So Rythian choosing to send this task to the JF2 crew, almost certainly knowing that Duncan is among them, shows that Rythian has been able to grow since we have last seen him. He has been able to finally process, at least to a degree, what he has been through and perhaps is able to understand why Duncan acted the way that he did - that he never meant to cause harm but was terrified for his own safety both in the old and tekket worlds.

Duncan being the one, in episode 28, to want to listen to the message (as well as including the purple flag 'for Rythian') shows how much he has also changed. That he also understands, at least to a degree, where Rythian was coming from and why he did what he did AND that he doesn't hold that against him. All of this happening independently from each other until now. Rythian made the first move at reconciliation with entrusting Duncan (and the others of course) with a task that was important to him (but at the same time it is a task with a low level of responsibility so that if Duncan did not want to accept this peace offering of sorts, no harm would come to Rythian/Zoey). And Duncan, by sending his black lotus after barry has already sent one, is a clear acceptance of that gesture. More than that, it is returning a peace offering of his own. (and to REALLY over analyze, sending flowers is a sign of an apology with black/dark lotus flowers in multiple cultures representing rebirth).

Even if we never get anything else Blackrock related (which I am of course not counting on getting anything more), this serves as a wonderful epilogue to their dynamic, especially with some of the main themes of Blackrock being about the cycle of violence and the question of 'can you heal from your traumas before they destroy what you care about most?' (mostly focusing on platonic/romantic relationships) with the answer being that 'your actions will change the relationship from what it otherwise would have been, but if and only if both parties want to heal the relationship and put in the necessary time and effort to do so, then the relationship can survive'. And here we are getting a sign that both of them are willing to do something to salvage their friendship. It will never be what it was in the Old World, but the friendship is not gone, it just has a new starting point.

[howlingmod]

Hello mod, may I request something cutesy for Skateboard x reader?

summary - skateboard x reader, reader is from blackrock and is described as being a little bit messed up from it (not detailed)

misc - hi i seen this request and got so excited i love skateboard ... 1million tripmine attack go

-Skateboard hadn't really been looking to make any new friends when he'd stumbled onto you. It'd been late at night and he was dead tired, having spent the entire day in the blistering heat of day. He was really just looking to go home when he'd seen you.

-It wasn't uncommon to see people lost in Playground, especially people from other regions. It was less common to see someone frantically pacing back and forth with a stuffed full suitcase and what was very obviously a Blackrock-style uniform talking about getting hunted for sport.

-Initially, the uniform had put him on edge. He phights Subspace and Hyperlaser all the time and he's seen plenty of people from there pass through Playground, and it wasn't often they had good intentions. There was something different about you, though, your panic didn't seem manufactured to draw someone in, it felt unnervingly genuine. Blackrock isn't exactly known for letting its residents easily slip out whenever they want. if you really were some kind of runaway, you definitely had reason to be freaking out.

-Against his better judgement, he approached you.

"Hey man, are you ok?" Skate asked cautiously, taking a few steps closer to you. He kept his distance, he wasn't sure what kind of gear you might have and he wasn't looking to phight right now. Your head had whipped towards him the moment he'd stepped into the alley, wide eyes darting over his figure. He certainly didn't look like the type to be affiliated with the faction. Besides, to be entirely honest, an alley was a pretty terrible place to hide. For any Blackrock authority with an itchy trigger finger (most of them, you noted bitterly), it was the perfect place to solve a runaway. "Hello...?" You blinked, remembering he'd asked a question. "O-Oh, um... Yeah I'm- I'm fine," you stammered, hastily smoothing yourself out and ripping your eyes away. Any attempt at looking casual was soaked in anxiety. "Right, Right," he didn't believe you at all, "You mind telling me what's up then?" You kicked at the ground a few times, scuffing up already worn workboots out in an attempt to shake your nerves. You couldn't meet his eyes for more than a glance. "I'd rather not." Skate paused for a few moments. Maybe it's exhaustion talking, but you really didn't seem like much of a threat. If you were trying to bait him into getting close, it seemed counterintuitive to be acting so guarded. This didn't feel like an elaborate scheme, it just felt like a genuine moment of crisis. Before he could say anything, you spoke up again. "Listen I just- Do you need something? I really don't know why you're talking to me." You were struggling to keep your voice firm, but you couldn't afford to let your voice wobble over the edge and into tears. "Hey, just calm down. I wanna help you, ok?" This could have been a stupid move, but he took another few steps closer, one arm holding his board and the other raised in a show of pacifism, "I'm sorry if I was freakin' you out with all the questions. Do you have anywhere to go?" You bit the inside of your cheek, mentally debating if you really wanted to put this onto a stranger. On one hand, it was just humiliating for you. On the other, it was a risk, he might be playing nice now but he could sell you out in a heartbeat. "No." "Alright, well how about you come with me?" He was quick to clarify when you glanced at him, "You can stay with me until you find a place! Or, I could try and find some hotel nearby, I guess ..." He trailed off, talking more to himself than you. Part of you was screaming to run the other way, as far as you knew this guy had you totally figured out and was ready to use the situation to get whatever it was he wanted. He could blackmail you, rat you out, ruin every chance you have at a new life. You can't just pick up and keep running if he tries anything, this guy was clearly from here, far more familiar with the bustling city than you were. Despite all this- "Please."

-It was a pretty long adjustment period. Skate was a little too casual and open for your paranoid mind to comprehend and you were a little too guarded and mysterious for Skate to trust you fully. You were so unfamiliar with Playground's culture, the lively and crowded atmosphere was a stark contrast to the utilitarian lifestyle you were accustomed to. There was little you could do other than try and bully forward.

-It was the little things that made Skate warm up to you. You always insisted it was out of politeness whenever he'd confront you about how nice the place looked or how there was leftovers for him when he got home. You would get wrapped up in something and you would start talking to yourself, walking through all the different steps and alternatives in a long ramble under your breath. Despite the exterior you were putting up, there was clearly some life to you yet.

-Sometimes he would tease you about it, but he was surprisingly strategic. He'd annoy you just enough to get you to glare at him and then back off for a while, returning the favor by bringing home snacks and takeout for the two of you in an effort to draw out more of that humanity. Besides, you could really use the food. The day he noticed most everything you made for yourself was just whatever used the least amount of resources was the same day he shoved most of his portion over to you without a word.

-Neither of you really noticed how you opened up to one another. Slowly you two stopped sitting on opposite sides of the room until you spent nights laying on one another watching bad tv. Admittedly, he might've gotten the first hint at his crush for you the first time you fell asleep on him. Sure, it was just plain cute, but it meant something more knowing it was you, the same person who used to run off to go eat by yourself every night and stuck to the corners of a room.

-He noticed your quirks become more apparent, little references and phrases he'd never heard before suddenly littered your every word. You spoke more openly, though you still had a tendency of not talking unless he said something that absolutely called for it. He didn't mind, he was usually the more chatty one in his friendships anyway. He just liked getting an excuse to tell you about all the phights he's been in and all the (more lighthearted) things his gang was up to. At some points, the lines between fabrication and reality in his stories blurred for whatever reason. He didn't mind that either, so long as you were laughing or drawn in by what he was saying.

-You weren't into the idea of phighting yourself, it was just a little too much for you. Besides, even the idea of seeing Hyperlaser or Subspace again on the battlefield of all places made your stomach churn. Instead, he'd just gotten you into play wrestling with him. You were stronger than he'd been expecting, though he probably should've known you would be considering your background. He didn't have to take it easy on you, only really holding back for the sake of not breaking anything.

-It was cliche, but there was some time where you'd won and managed to shove him down and keep him there and all the admiration he' been building up for you overflowed and left him looking up at you with some dumb grin. You were smiling back, something you'd only recently really started doing again. He liked to think it was because you were comfortable here with him, you would agree.

"Hi." "Hey." He laughed again, a nervous habit you often poked fun at, "You're really pretty, you know that?" You'd burnt up at that, laughing a little yourself as you stared down at him, "Where's this coming from?" "I dunno, just been thinking it." "You're weird." "Do you like me weird?" You snorted, halfheartedly swatting him one more time before pushing yourself back up. "Of course." "That's good, I like you weird too," the moment he'd finished his sentence, you were already pouncing on him again.

[bloodyinkandquill]

Subspace x Reader

yippee, tried to be be as character accurate as possible since this man is an asshole /aff

- When you first met ‘the great’ Subspace T. Mine you thought he was too loud and cocky, but after getting to know him you realized that he was but he also had a more affectionate side to him, though he usually only showed it in private, he had an image to maintain!

- You’d just affectionately roll your eyes and scoff as he went on and on about how great he is, you found the best way to get him to quiet down is to pet his head between his upper horns, he’d just go quiet and was much more tolerable, it embarrassed him but he loved it so he didn’t complain too much, he just loved talking about how great he was, even if you already knew that

- Despite him going on and on about his experiments and great successes he absolutely forbid you from entering his lab, too many toxic substances and chemicals he wouldn’t be able to handle it if you got injured because of him, especially seeing what they’ve done to him, speaking of while he acts all nonchalant and like it doesn’t affect him, you know how he is behind closed doors, holding him as he shakes from just how excruciating of pain he’s in, it’s unbearable sometimes and you do all you can to make it better for him, but there’s only so much comfort you can provide

- He is absolutely infatuated with you, he’s never been so in love before, honestly he was started to question if he’d ever find love till you, he spoils you even if you protest it, being the head of Blackrock’s science and engineering he makes a very good amount of money, plus occasionally participating in phights gives him extra bux as well, so he gets you extravagant gifts and takes you on needlessly fancy dates, you roll your eyes at the pampering but if that’s how he wants to express his love for you you won’t say no

- He wants to touch you, hold you close, kiss you, but with the poison littering his entire body it’s not the safest to do, so he just goes for small safe touches, holding your hand with the non-decaying one, bonking your shoulder with one of his horns, carefully as to make sure his crystal doesn’t touch you, he avoids kissing you too much, since his mouth is also affected by the rot, but if you want to pepper his face all over with kisses while he has his gas mask and bandage on he will absolutely not complain

- Subspace definitely uses his experiments to make really odd gifts, one of the only times he allowed you in his lab he showed you a chemical reaction, from a safe distance away, that produced heart-like smoke clouds, you thought it was sweet but a little concerning, you also stopped caring about if he came back form the lab with what might have been blood on his uniform, though if you thought it might have been his blood you still worried

- Jealous beyond belief, someone so much as looks at you he’s snarling at them from behind his mask and pulling you closer to him

- He’s tall but not the tallest so if you are taller than him he huffs about it saying how dare you be taller than him, you roll your eyes and pick him up like a cat by the scruff, if your strong enough, and he just dangles there absolutely fucking gobsmacked that you dare do that, it’s so funny you have to stop yourself from dropping him because your laughing so fucking hard

- He is constantly boasting to you about himself, he’s egotistical but it’s something about him you love, you just smile and tell him you know he’s amazing, that gets him a bit flustered as he stammers before continuing on about his greatness and expertise

- Subspace probably has a Biograft with the specific job of watching over you whenever you go somewhere without him, like he’s in his lab working and you go out to get groceries, you get some stares at the store for having a 5’8 robot standing behind you scanning anyone who gets near you but you’ve just gotten used to it by now

- I like to think he purrs, laying his head on your body, maybe lap or chest and you just pet his head as he purrs contently, if anyone saw he would so absolutely berserk about someone seeing the powerful head scientistof Blackrock in such a domestic moment, probably threatens them not to say a word as you sigh and tell him to stop threatening people

sorry if these are a bit ramble-y, hope they’re good tried my best to be accurate to his character while still being good for self shippers lmaooo, my best friend is actually a subspace simp, i’m unsure if he’s a self shipper but i do know she’s absolutely in love with this man, i just smile and non and send them art of him, he sends me art of lampert in return because i am so autistic over him, seeing art of him is not enough i need to become him, anyways thanks for reading this was fun like always!

UPDATE: sent it to said friend and she adored it so yippee!!

[portaldraws]

We share so many fandoms in common... omg... marry me /j

do you have any cross over phighting ocs?

ex: non-roblox gear stuff as gears for phighters?

I love ur ocs they so ploopy

I actually do! I have these two idiots!

They're twins who work as Delivery Boys for Blackrock! They're completely aware of the shady stuff going there but they don't really mind/ care since they're just in it for the money.

Both of them are based off of valve games!

[phightingheadcanons]

i compiled a bunch of subspace and medkit headcanons because they plague me. they plague me. they anyways . uhjjmmm subspace headcanons r. im not gonna lie i got some of these from deadplate. but. THERES!! a lot of these. be prepared 1. I don't think he can eat properly. Not only because of the rot, but because not being able to taste things irks him, so he has to make a smoothie out of it 2. I thuuink i think he already. was struggling with an ED before the disaster. and not being able to taste/the rot makes it. way worse 3. I think! I think he has bipolar and audhd. 4. He keeps his hair short on the side of the rot so it doesn't irritate it 5. hes. extremely touchy. not to be affectionate. he's just always in peoples personal space 6. Often chews on his fingernails and/or picks at his skin. bad habit of his methinks 7. i think he listens to like. metal. specifically freak on a leash and rotting in vain by korn really reminds me of him 8. scarring and burns. like. everywhere. coupled with the rot obviously. i think in his line of work he gets injuries pretty easily even when trying to be careful 9. EXTREMELY tone deaf. but also sometimes ignores social cues on purpose because he knows it annoys people 10. hates the rain. he hates the sound of it. he hates the water. it ruins his day. heres medkits ... 1. Also can't eat very well but its mostly from. after the disaster. he completely lost his appetite and also lost a lot of weight just because it was. really hard for him to find the energy to even get up let alone eat 2. generally kind of. not able to take care of himself very well. even if he can take care of others 3. extremely depressed. like. really bad seasonal depression + chronic (it gets worse when he sees snow though. reminds him of blackrock) 4. during his blackrock days he would straighten his hair. he can't afford to do that now though because its too expensive + too much energy 5. god AWFUL doctors handwriting. scythe hates it. nobody can fucking read it except for medkit 6. He has generalized anxiety, depression, and PTSD, as well as autism 7. hates being touched except for in very specific situations. he also hates being close (physically) to people 8. adding onto the last one, he HATES when people touch his back or his shoulders. IMMEDIATE fight or flight response 9. extremely bad posture. shrimp posture. im telling u 10. painted his horns teal because they were originally green. he doesn't like the color green very much. nor does he like that pinkish-red color (reminds him of subspace) 11. (somewhat canon? not the indie part) usually likes classical music. sometimes dabbles in indie music. he's not into the loud shit 12. violin and piano player .... 13. tried to sand down his fangs at one point. why? i dont know! 14. his sarcasm is crazy. if he's not being sarcastic its not him 15. loves the rain. he likes the quiet and being alone but when it's deathly silent it spikes his anxiety. so the background noise is nice. it also means he has an excuse to stay inside AND!! combined headcanons. things i have that i hc for. both of them 1. both of them have hand tremors. subspace's are a little worse though 2. even though they both have separated (and medkit really tries to stay away) they both still have habits that they got used to from being around the other. medkit still makes extra of things by accident because subspace would always steal it. subspace still keeps a blanket in the lab because medkit would always fall asleep at the desk. i could keep going on im so serious. they are so horribly intertwined in the worst way possible and even if they hate each other that red string is still there. its still there. do u get it. in this essay i will- anyways! thats it for today. sorry guys i needed to YAP

"Looking. Respectfully. Peak as always. This fits them so well that I can't even explain. I would yap more, but I'm tired, and my shoulder hurts from a shot I had recently, so another time TwT"

[rythian]

Hello! I’ve recently been revisiting your Blackrock Series, I had originally watched it when it first released when I was in primary school, and now I have a bachelor of science so it was a very pleasant walk down memory lane. I have always loved partially scripted Minecraft series, such as what the Yogscast did and what Hermitcraft are currently doing, hence why I revisited your series and that’s where I found your Tumblr. I’m not sure if you’re even active, but I’ve really enjoyed reading your short stories, the narration is particularly enjoyable even though they’re just 2 minute clips. Do you have more writings, and if so where could I read them? I have found them very enjoyable, and would love to read more. If you have stopped writing, would you ever start up again? I’m not necessarily just interested in Blackrock, it’s been 12 years and maybe you’re not interested in following that but even your fantasy writings would be fun to read!

Thanks for the kind words.

I wish I could link you a bunch of the stuff I've written, but I haven't actually sat down to work on anything in ages. One of these days I'll find the time and motivation, but a lot of my creativity goes into my GMing TTRPG campaigns, so at least there's a little outlet. :)

[vinestaffery]

CAN WE GET SOME YOUNG B ZUKA X READER HEADCANONS? OR LEAST ZUKA HEADCANONS PLEASEPELASEPLSE

He makes me giddy

b. zuka x gender-neutral reader

content: secret relationship; mentions of trauma(?); mentions of blackrock; comfort scenarios; basically fluff; mentions of harsh training; insomnia themes; alcohol/drunk; i dont know what else to add!

authors note: i am back from my break! a bit slow still at the start but im doing better then before. i hope this fulfills your request!! :) again!! stuff will be slow so please be patient with me as i try to recover from some personal stuff. thankyou!

B. ZUKA , PRESENT

Zuka definitely is hard to impress, especially when it comes to his less expressive personality. With him being more kept close, he does have his moments of making you laugh with his stupid dad jokes; he does these more infront of Rocket to influence that embarrassment.

Rocket has no awareness of you and Zuka's relationship, since you both want to keep it in silence. But, this doesn't stop the interactions between you and Broker because he has a platonic-like for Zuka himself. He adores you though!

Though Zuka won't show it, he absolutely loves you. Adores you even. Something about you unlocked more then what he felt with Rocket, but he wouldn't compare his son against you. He would want to protect you both.

Sometimes he has really bad phantom pains in his amputated limb, so you'd end up massaging it and taking care of it. This embarrasses him but again, he won't show it.

More a listener, not a yapper.

He is a collector though! If he finds something that just shines you in any way, even in the smallest things, he will find himself giving it to you in small packages. It's like a free-surprise toy whenever he treats you things

There are days where Zuka struggles to recognize himself, making situations a bit harder to deal with since he would closet himself, and also shy away from interaction. You understand these, though you yearn for him to communicate, you give him time

It's the same with you, he won't treat you any differently. Need time to just spend with yourself? Go ahead, just make sure to take care of yourself. Need someone just to talk to about how you feel? Go right ahead, he's loud and listening. Just need someone to hold you? Say no more.

Zuka struggles MAJOR insomnia due to nightmares, some of his son and some of you. What if you lose limbs like his son? what happens then? He couldn't be there for him, what changes if it were you? What if you died? He couldn't handle the nightmares anymore. When you didn't live with him, they were horrible that his son started getting concerned.

Now, it just feels more safer. He knows your there, and he may cuddle into your chest. You don't mind, he's a big cuddly bear.

The harsh training he had recieved in Blackrock was enough that he has some scars across his body that paints it in intricate strokes. He gets insecure, but he allows you to see them and let your hands strive through. He doesn't care, your hands comfort the back pain he suffers and calms him down.

Zuka does get drunk, fair warning. There will be times where he may not even be able to understand whats he doing and gets reaaal touchy (romantically). He treats your like that one image where a cat is covered in lipstick and the caption spoke about being excited to see their cat. That's what he does when he sees you.

"Hooneeyyyyy!" Zuka slurred.

You turned to face your drunk-husband, gasping and nearly gagging at the strong alcoholic smell.

"Oooh, my preetty/haandsomeee partner!" He wrapped his hands around your neck, soon pressing his lips against your cheek and neck.

The strong stench of booze made you feel slightly gross.

"Baby, your drunk- please," You muttered, laughing at the ticklish feeling of his chapped lips against your face and neck.

"Buut I need 'ta 'ell mi loooove how much I loooooove them!" His thick accent ripped through his throat as he went to smearing all that he can across you.

You sighed, taking the big ol' grizzily bear up the stairs. He limped, nearly getting you both tumbling down.

It took him aaages to get to sleep. Alcohol really stay awake!

He truly is so lovable, and I'm sure he's panicking how the fuck he got someone like you under his wing.

Also, Rocket found out instantly about you and Zuka's relationship the first time he met you (he knows his father well...)

[thatone-pancake]

if the rotation of factions was different what would Vine Staff's curse be in your opinion? (Like if Thieves' Den was swapped with Blackrock or Lost Temple instead)

this was very interesting to think about ngl. the obvious choices would be snow or ice for blackrock and sand for lost temple. i chose vinestaff's curse to be water related because i headcanon playground to have like REALLY nice beaches

BUT i thought that it would be interesting if blackrock's vinestaff had a stone arm so that she would eventually turn into a statue. LIKE PLS IT MAKES SM SENSE IN MY HEAD. i can imagine her arm having cracks in it but also moss for some reason idrk why other than it looking cool. i also think vine turning into a statue would work so nicely as some sort of memorial or grave for shuriken to visit idk. i feel like he would take all the snow off that the statue collected on it

lost temple's was hard to think of bc i don't know what else i can do. ig magma is one of the things that came to mind besides sand?? but i don't rlly like that idea ngl so i just stuck with a sand curse. i guess she turns into sand eventually? i don't find that interesting though so if anyone has any better ideas i'd love to hear them out. her apartment in lost temple would be very dusty but she tries her best to keep it clean

these are like very rushed designs i made while thinking about the curse

[exnoiafork]

our interpretation of darkheart x reader (angryheart...) ?? if thats okay.. (/nf ofc!!)

-hexx & sovvka 🌀

angry!darkheart heart x reader

☆ TL;DR: the spiral stereo’s version of darkheart is just traumatized by Illumina and he was kicked out lol

☆ also this is the response to the other 2 people who asked for a darkheart req.

….

☆ 2/23/2020

☆ today I was exploring an.. ancient ruin of some sorts! apparently it belonged to the sfoth deity named.. darkheart. that’s from history class, i’ll admit..

☆ I’ve always been interested in the sfoth deities! like, they’re pretty majestic but, yet some of them interact with us .. mortals.

☆ oh, i’m getting ahead of myself! the ruins had a lot of weird .. drawings. specifically those like ancient-drawings that you see on caves? yeah, those!

☆ it looked.. really worn down too. I tried to imagine what it looked like before , but I think it’s beyond repair. I kinda wish to see it in its full glory! imagine that..

….

☆ 2/24/2020

☆ so.. I’ve been seeing a few weird shadows following me whenever I go outside? it only lasts for a few minutes so , definitely not stalking!

☆ but.. I’m not sure how to feel about this. yeah, it’s only when i go outside but.. someone’s definitely watching me.

☆ i just want.. actually. maybe they care for me! or whatever pronouns they go by , but.. I’ll need to keep my guard up for a while.

☆ 2/25/2020

☆ okay! um.. the shadows are starting to talk to me! they’re.. very friendly, so I can’t really complain.. but, it’s kinda creepy? maybe — .. maybe ghosts are real? orr maybe not?? actually, ghosts ARE real! there’s evidence they’ve existed for a while now!

☆ ghosts aside.. they introduced us as.. darkheart? the sword deity that was.. missing! for a while! their followers have been on their knees praying for them to come back but— I’ve figured that ruin was haunted in some way. it was… creepy.

☆ but .. dark as I like to call them.. they didn’t trust me as first, as all people do but.. they were more.. distraught.. than normal people! like, I don’t wanna offend them and all but.. i just wonder what happened to them. i can’t help but feel worried, even though I’ve met them once.

….

☆ 8/14/2024

☆ oh. Dark opened up. it’s because of.. Illumina? i thought she was lowkey just a chill guy! but.. ugh.. is that why they’re so angry? i mean.. i can’t blame them at all. considering what they told me is true.. i can see bruises all over them, and.. i .. i want to comfort them but.. i don’t know how.

☆ i don’t want to say the wrong thing. I’ve experienced it.. before… and the thought of someone experiencing something.. like that.. it makes me sick to my stomach. I— i don’t know how to feel about this! I just want to help them out however i can. just.. i need some time.

☆ 8/15/24

☆ okay. um.. i managed to get darkheart some cake! i figured they would like it, i love cake myself, but they like phish a lot. specifically the ones phished up from the crossroads river to blackrock. they said they.. live there. i dunno how, but as long as you’re comfy.

☆ i.. i know how to cook phish pretty well, so i asked for a phish from them and.. cooked it! my signature dish, i cook it all the time, and yet i don’t know what to name it.

☆ man.. that was a REAL mood switch from yesterday.. but, whatever it takes, i guess!

☆ in all honesty, darkheart liked the phish. they gobbled it up like some.. hungry cat you find at the street if you give food to them! imagine that! we also talked about a lot of things, like shadow things and all.

☆ even though they still have a bit of .. anger issues.. i still love them nonetheless!