#phighting x reader

[katz-ke]

Heyheyhey can you plez draw coil x reader heheheheheh >:)

Mah boy coil is a certified 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 👅

[acupofinkedblood]

Biografts and Blackrock worker reader

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

• Working in Blackrock isn’t the best type of work for those who wishes to socialize and encounter more interactions with other fellow demons. And certainly when you are stuck in the robot manufacturing and inspection area — especially when it’s your job to keep an eye out for the Biografts before sending them away to be tasked with their assigned duties — and that just makes you even more lonely when the entire facility is almost all yours. Sure, there are still other managers like you in different parts of the department, but they have their own issues to get over with. That alone has summed up your current situation, no?

• At your first day at work, you can help but feel so out of place. The only time you can have a proper conversation with a living being is when your boss is telling you how to do this or how to deliver that, basically just tutoring you for the basics. You are presented with a newly created Biograft that is supposed to require your primary source of attention. It’s simple, your job, I mean. You are the inspector, it’s your job to make sure all the Biografts are properly functioning. And to do that, you just need to run a few tests in order to note down their responses as well as see if any of them needs a quick fix or a reboot

• Once you grasp all the things that you should know, your boss just hasta la bye bye you almost immediately without a trace. The way you are being left alone in the middle of a new environment by your boss like how one leave a kid in the daycare without looking back is absurdly hilarious to some extent, but once you get back to reality, it’s just you for now

• Only the sound of the mechanical automatic production line and the sound of your own breathing is available in the moment. And of course, the Biograft in front of your eyes. The people who are supposed to deliver it are outside. And honestly, they won't even bother to chat with you. That's how quiet people are in this specific department, expect for the big boss that is obnoxiously loud that you wish you don’t have to cross path with him twice because goddamn- that man literally speaks like a glitchy speaker that doesn’t know how to shut up

• Anyway, back to the Biograft. You always know the drill: It’s just a cold machine that is awaiting for your orders. You did what you were told: Run the tests, check up their parts, call the transporters as the Biograft has passed the trial and then another Biograft is sent to you. Again and again, batches over batches, your day just passes like that before your shift is up

• Soon enough, you don’t bother to look up at the transporters and wave them a goodbye like you did before since you know too well that they just walk away without a single thought. Hell, they are even more automatic than any other machines you have come into contact with, and the fact that they are still alive living demon is just- damn. You just stick your eyes into the files and the Biografts. You honestly feel like this repetitive task you are supposed to do everyday will probably lead you down to the path of self-isolation

• That is until you have enough of talking to yourself internally like a schizophrenic patient at work. You desperately yearn for some sort of interaction with a proper acknowledgement, not just a nod and go on anymore. Maybe you’re just too bored at this point, because then you start to think that maybe you might as well just go ahead and talk to the Biografts that are under your inspection. I mean, they do know how to respond to your words and all, technically that is enough for you to cling onto your last hope of interacting with someone or something that isn’t just your imagination

• You know that the Biografts can speak through a secondary function that lets it mimic the speech patterns of demons, and it can even copy your way of speaking or even other’s voice. That is a part of your trial to test their functioning abilities, aside from their obedience and their accuracy when performing a certain mission. That means they aren’t just a bunch of metal that will stay quiet all the time. Although you are probably the first person they ever interact with in a proper way, you have your hope up for their default setting. And that’s how you throw away all the other doubts and just strike a conversation with some of the Biografts

• It’s not like you have any reputation left to lose. This whole facility is all yours and others are too busy minding their own business rather than paying attention to your odd behavior. And hey, talking with killing machines casually isn’t that bad like some people think!

• You have spoken to a lots of them in the previous trials before, certainly when some comes back for inspection, they remember you. That just fuels your will power even more at the goal of befriending the Biografts. Thankfully that their data allows them to learn and to speak with certain calculations, it does resemble a normal conversation somewhat. Although it’s pretty simple, the way they talk since most of the time they just state their presence or answer your questions dutifully. But well, you can live with that

• It is a good thing that it’s the Biografts’ nature to be curious about its surroundings, which includes you and some of your actions as well. They watch over everything you do like a hawk, careful pay attention to you as a source of new knowledge to be aware of. They don’t have an actual personality, you know it well. The artificial intelligence inside their chip allows them to get access to a certain fields of knowledge from continuously learning new information each days. The Biografts can even form a beehive type of mindset, when a Biograft can exchange the thing it has learned to another Biograft through collective messages. It’s their nature to continue to learn and to adapt, mostly for combat-related situations

• Nonetheless, they have proven to have little a sense of self which is portrayed through the way they view the world around them. Curiosity is such a miracle in which it can achieve the impossible, and the same principle can be applied to these Biografts. They do notice at you too, and wonder the thing that is related to you. You are their inspector after all. Moreover, you are probably one of the only few person who they spend a time with after being born into this world

• While running through some tests for them, you will be faced with certain questions regarding of what are you doing. What is the reason for you to want them to do this or do that? What do you mean by your choice of words? How do you do this specific thing that seems new in their minds? Questioning is a form of self-taught, that’s why they can’t help but to question you. Your gear is also on the topic, whether it’s for combat or not. Sometimes they might even ask why are you so insistent on having someone to talk to. You just shake your head with a slight grin at how embarrassing your reason sounds like

• Of course, you can speak to them freely and will be given an answer for everything you have mentioned. You can just talk about your days to them, tell them about your personal opinion of some certain topic or just mess around with them jokingly. Although asking them tricky questions are highly not recommended unless you want to see their data going overloaded because of what you said. You don’t want to accidentally make them shut down just because you have asked them what is the color of an electric sheep, right? It won’t be a pretty sight to the eyes

• One thing that you shouldn’t do too obvious is to try and get them to understand the concept of freedom or life or basically anything that will jam with their whole purpose of existence to serve in war and conflict. You are the inspector, yes, you do have quite the impact on them. Though if you still want to do that, just do as you wish, but keep it subtle. There are still cameras that can record your voice in its database. Surely Subspace won’t like it when you try to get his creations to oppose him, he isn’t going to let it happen. You might even get the warning from the Biografts themselves to be aware of your words. So just a head up, it’s a risky thing to do

• You adore all of them. Growing fond of a bunch of Biografts really mess up your mind. You don’t just give them nickname, oh no no, that’s too common and you don’t have that much nicknames for over a thousand Biografts out in the wild. You literally call them by their series number in details without biting your tongue. SFOTH above, you have mesmerized all of their series numbers by heart. Every single one of them, there is no way for you to ever forget which one is the one you are looking at in the moment despite them being all identical

• The way you’re so focused on the Biograft as if they are an actual living demon is almost absurd. Yet that’s still what you do, no? To think that you even recognize each of them enough to the point that you have pick out some of them to be your favorites, that’s definitely some unique talent you have there

• It’s ridiculous when you see them as some sort of individual with different purposes. Some you see as friends — who you can chat the days away before they have to leave after you have done inspecting them — that title is usually used for the Biografts that you have known before and had the chance to see them again, either while they are being maintained or sent back to you for certain reasons. Some you see as your children, which are usually referred to those who you have only met the very first time before while doing your job. Of course, you don’t baby them because that’s just weird, though you do look out for them more than usual

• The Biografts aren’t exactly dull on its own. They have grown familiar with your presence aside from their creator. You hold an important position in each other their mindset, someone that isn’t just a typical demon. Although they will always see Subspace as the top priority since he is their cereator, his orders will be the upmost command that none dares to oppose. Still, they do view you as someone who is somewhat as equally significant as their creator. You’re just a tad behind Subspace, trust me. They are — for the lack of better words used specifically for robots — congenial, around your presence. Easy to talk to than others, at least

• You definitely get questionable looks from other managers when you waving the Biograft a ‘bye bye’ like a parent sending their child away after they have grown up. People might start a rumor on how you seem to lose your sanity quicker than anyone else in the division, but you don’t give a damn anymore. You know that you care for them a bit too much, then again, what else are you supposed to do?

• You know that they are just heartless machines, yet you can’t help yourself but grow attached to all of them. They provide you better company than any other demon in the division can ever imagine. You have found comfort in seeing them, talking to them everyday at work like they are alive in flesh. From friends, children and family — the Biografts manage to fill all the important roles you need in your life: You talk to them like how friends do, you care for them like how a parent would to a child, and you form a deep connection with them like they are actually your family. Is that odd? Definitely. Do you need a therapist? Maybe. Will that stop you from enjoying their presences? Hell no

• Sometimes you just wish that you can keep at least one of them beside you for company on the daily basis. Of course, there is no way Subspace will grant you that privilege. You can only dream about it whenever you take a break from your shift. Seeing them surely makes you feel better. For the time being, you just need to look forward to seeing the Biografts again when a new day comes

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

Note: There’s not much I can write about the Biografts, so sorry for the limited quality(๑•́ -•̀)

Note 2: A friend from afar of mine is calling me to listen to his gossip with his friend to make me feel better, it works because the tea is HOT

[pomogando]

hiii hehehe :3!! may i resquetttt maybe a medkit and child reader ehe write whatever ya likeee just idk i just want parental love for onc- that isnt important but i would be very happy if you do it!!have a nice day or night.

Medkit and a child Reader

Word count 800+, short and sweet, one-shot, platonic !!!!!!

Medkit is trying his best.

Medkit never considered himself the type to ever have a family in his lifetime. He never considered himself good with kids. Hell, he struggled to be the right person a kid could look up to. That's what Medkit thought, at least. He was pathetic in many people's eyes, a fall from grace from the scientist he could be. He felt aimless.

Hurrying back home to his apartment, he picked up cheap fast food. It was definitely not his favorite, but to survive till the next day, it was good enough. It was too late to plan a meal and he couldn't exactly cook in the first place, but he hoped one day he could make you something at home you'd actually like to eat.

The bus stop was far from the church, so he had to cover the food bag as he ran from the ever increasing intensity of the rain. The umbrella in his free hand wouldn't open. He grumbled as the rain wet his uniform.

He had meant to get a new one, but on the days he remembered, it was always too sunny for an umbrella to be needed.

Still, despite his impatience at the bus stop to get home, ignoring the odd looks from civilians, his thoughts drifted to you as they always did. His new responsibility on top of an already large enough list.

Sometimes, he wondered if he was doing the right thing for you by taking you in. It's not like the place was exactly grand, and you were a bit of a money drain through no fault of your own. It was his, actually, he found he liked spoiling you the little he could.

He got home late, the damned bus had taken forever, and then the bus driver drove everywhere but to you. He watched others leave to their homes with an annoyed look. He's pretty sure someone looked back, but he was more focused on the food that was definitely getting cold. He wrapped it in his jacket, putting the bag close to his chest.

The bus came to a rough stop as the driver told him to get off. He nearly dropped the bag.

He hurried upstairs, struggling to put his keys in the keyhole due to his own eagerness to get home.

He opened the door with a click, closing behind him and locking it. "I hope you don't mind, it's the same as last time." He announced, hearing your footsteps as you ran down the hall to see him. He dropped the food on the counter, watching as you ran to his side with bright eyes. It was your favorite for whatever reason. Despite his own disinterest in the food, he felt like he owed you. For everything, he didn't have a specific thing in particular, maybe for not being able to do enough.

Medkit couldn't help but look at your bandages on your thin arms as you dug through the bag for your usual. When he found you, you were covered in bruises and scratches. Your horns chipped with one almost in half. It'll thankfully heal with your young age, but he wondered how that could've happened, not that he would ask. You never mentioned it, so he wouldn't.

It was something he could piece together anyways, Playground was dangerous. How you got here, though, was something he couldn't figure out.

"Did you get me a milkshake?" You asked. He paused to think. "I left it on the bus.." His eyes widened, quickly running to grab it. He heard you giggle as he ran out the door. Thankfully, the bus hadn't pulled away yet, but the driver still wasn't very happy to be flagged down for a single milkshake.

Medkit came back to you eating your fries. He had told you before to slow down, which you obviously didn't listen to. "Come sit!" Your food was spread out on the table and his neatly placed nearby. He was intending on eating in his own room, but he couldn't exactly refuse you.

"Here." He put the shake down near you, watching you perk up. "I didn't forget, like I said I would." You smiled, taking it eagerly. He sat next to you. You've had this meal day after day, yet you still ate it. He wasn't even sure if it was actually your favorite. You didn't seem very picky.

"Slow down, you'll get a brain freeze." He stole one of your fries, making you huff.

You finished it all way too quickly for his liking. He hadn't even unwrapped his burger, but he couldn't even scold you before you got up. Already running back to your room to create a mess.

"Thanks, dad!" You called out as you were already closing your door. Medkits eyes widened. He wasn't sure how to feel. Him? You considered him your dad? He always felt as if he didn't do enough, or maybe he was too strict. Maybe he was too lax.

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.

.

He scoffed at the wrappers on the table. You always 'forgot' to clean up after yourself, leaving him to do it instead.

But, he'd let it slide, just this once.

[probe56]

hey.. heh... darkheart x reader?

Voila!

The moment i got this ask i literally thought of hades and persephone GRHHHH-

[phighterss]

APOLOGIZE TO HIM RIGHT NOW

[interastical]

just had a silly idea....how would they respond to reader asking "would you still love me if I was a worm"...any phighters really 👉👈

`` WOULD YOU STILL LOVE ME IF I

WAS A WORM ? , ,

" ... darlin' ... what? "

SWORD

Considering how socially awkward the guy is, even with you as his partner, he'd still find himself giving you the most confused stare of his life as the question left your mouth.

"What kind of a question is that??"

When your question is left unanswered for a few short moments, you give him a raised brow and cross your arms - a stupid smirk on your face.

He's flustered, the blush on his cheeks beginning to show.

"Of.. of course I would still love you,"

He'd say, after processing your question - and after succumbing to your teasing and playful glances.

MEDKIT

The question doesn't catch the guy off-guard. Medkit knows you, and he knows how often you ask ridiculous questions when things grow silent between the two of you.

When he doesn't answer, yet still feels your gaze locked onto him, he sighs.

"Don't ask such ridiculous questions. You know I love you."

He leans in and gives you a soft kiss on your forehead, letting out a soft, comforting chuckle erupting from your throat.

Your chuckle makes him smile.

VINE STAFF

She hums, thinking over your bizarre question for a small moment. Looking down at the bed of flowers the two of you were just planting, her fingers would brush against the petals of one of the blooming flowers.

"Dear.. the way I wonder how your mind comes up with such silly questions," Vine Staff smiled, slowly and carefully picking the flower off of the bed.

She'd turn to face you, reaching her hand out and placing the beautiful flower onto your head.

"Demon.. worm.. plant.. it wouldn't matter to me." She explained. "You're still my blossom."

SCYTHE

She barks out a laugh that echoes throughout the canyons of Lost Temple - a laugh that you were convinced could be heard for miles.

The desert outlaw wiped a tear from her eye, giving you a playful smirk.

"Darlin'... the things you come up with!"

Scythe strolled towards you, her heels clicking and bringing up small, tiny clouds of desert sand as your posture shifted - instantly becoming flustered up as you felt her reach her robotic, clawed hand under your chin, lifting it up with ease.

"Whatever you are.. it don't matter. You're mine, love. Ain't nothin' gonna change that."

Scythe chuckled at your frozen state, taking the chance to steal a kiss - planting it right on your cheek.

COIL

The two of you were in the midst of a brawl between a bunch of Biografts sent by Subspace to track the two of you down. During the playful banter that you and Coil shared as you both took down the robots with ease, the question came up.

Coil shattered the face of one of the Biografts', before pausing and turning towards you, holding back his laughter.

"Did you just ask if I would love you even if you were a worm?"

You laughed - taking down one of the Biografts attempting to charge towards you, turning your head towards Coil and giving him a wink, sticking your tongue out.

Your intoxicating laughter made the hellhound erupt in laughter as the two of you moved side-by-side to fight together against the incoming group of Biografts.

" Lil' ol' you, a worm? Pshh.. wouldn't stop ya from being cute," Coil grinned sheepishly, sending his own wink your way before rushing ahead towards the small swarm of robots, leaving you stunned for a moment - processing his reply.

With a blush rising to your face, you shook your head, letting out a sheepish chuckle at his goofy behavior, before running after him to lend a hand.

[gr3milinz]

He caught a fishy!!

[randombuddys]

Reader Texting Medkit : *sends a voice message*

Medkit : Im little busy , is this urgent?

Reader : Nahh don’t worry, maybe listen it later

*later*

Medkit : *press play the voice message*

Reader voice message : THERES A- *subspace ult phinister sounds*

[nonymous-nb]

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"Cruelty."

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Just a small drabble due to boredom.. :)

You were his first, and so was he to you.

Medkit and you have been dating for about 2 years.. you both were happy together, people had told the both of you the you guys were like a one true pair. You both were perfect, until the day where you lost feelings for him. You didn't mean to, you swore, it was just how life wanted it.

You both talked it over and tried to do some different things, Medkit knew he needed to let you go though he still tried as he loves you dearly and suggested trying and maybe hangout.. maybe it'll change? Then the time came, where Medkit had to hold himself back from breaking as you utter the word.

"I'm sorry.."

You felt bad, you wanted to comfort him and tell him it was fine, but you knew it's better than trying to continue this one-sided relationship. You were about to leave until Medkit took your hand.

"one.. one last hug..?"

His voice.. it was broken.

"One last hug.."

You then held him in a tight hug, you felt his figure shaking slightly, as he hugs you tighter. He wanted to fight for the both of you, he wants you, he wants you so bad.

why was life so cruel to him?

Now there he was, watching you with someone else, hand in hand. His hand twitched as he wished that you didn't lose feelings, now he's just there in the corner.

He stood there; watching as you gave his enemy a kiss on their forehead, the scientist letting out some giddy nonsense sounds.

"..."

"Why is life so cruel to me?"

*runs away 🏃*

[h3avymachin3ry]

Hi! How are doing:D? I hope you’re having a good day

Can I request Zuka x reader who was his co-worker back when he was still a soldier and now help him raising Rocket? I really love this guy

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･COME HOME, DEAR!

zuka x gn! former soldier reader

established relationship, fluff, a little bit of comfort, u and zuka r married!!

i'm doing great, anon! still insanely motivated lol, had a lot of fun writing this! <3

Zuka was a remarkable soldier, as many would say.

As for you, you worked alongside him, eventually even dating him.

Well, it takes you a while to get to the dating stage. Slowly breaking down the walls around his heart, you get to see the soft side of Zuka.

When he left the military and adopted Rocket, Zuka thanked you profusely for taking care of his son while he was busy with work.

You were like a parent to Rocket, almost tearing up when he would boast about how nice you were to him.

It was comforting for Zuka, knowing you were always there to support him through hard times.

"Sweetheart?"

"Yes, dear?"

"Are you ever.. scared of what the future will be like?" He murmured, snuggling closer to you as you both lay in bed.

"A little. But I know no matter what happens, we have each other." You calmly speak, stroking his hair in reassurance as he dozed off in your arms.

Eventually, you and Zuka got married.

Rocket was overjoyed at the news, running around the house in excitement as you playfully chased after him.

This time was different, however. Because now you had a shiny gold band around your ring finger.

This was a time Zuka felt truly happy.

And for the first time in a while— he smiled.

Zuka loves coming home to you.

"I'm home." Zuka muttered, stepping into your home. He was exhauted, drained, and he just wanted to lay in your arms.

You were lounging on the couch, watching something on the TV.

Turning your attention towards Zuka, as he comes up behind you and kisses you on the cheek.

"Is Rocket home?"

"Nah. He ran off to another phight a while ago. Don't worry too much about him, I'm sure he can handle himself."

Zuka hums, as he sits down on the couch next to you. Resting his head on your shoulder, he closes his eyes.

"Tired?" You say softly. You wrap an arm around his figure, pulling him closer.

"Mhm... But.. I'm lucky I have you to take care of me, my dear." He mumbles, as he drifts off to sleep. ♡

i didnt know what colour to use so i used purple lord forgive me for my sins please dont crucify me

[sebastianandpainterkisser4]

Slingshot when reader

[katz-ke]

Hihi!! If you can, could you doodle up Illumina n reader cuddling :0? That or helping him preen his wing!!

I don’t know what I smoked yesterday to get 3am motivation to draw a fuckass COMIC!? 😭

I guess I can just say that Illumina would be the clingy type when it comes to cuddling with his S/O so when you wake up and try to get out of the bed , he prolly gets salty about it and wants you to stay a little more 😒…

His wing is like a second blanket that he drapes over you, therefore making him the perfect blanket when it’s cold outside! (Ehem ehem you too Firebrand)😌💅

Illumina def makes dove sounds when he’s comfortable , FIGHT ME!!

ENJOY- LOLZ..( XD)

[bloodyinkandquill]

Ban Hammer x Reader

it is two am, istg do not write on this until the morning me, i will hate you i have to be up in five hours let’s go to bed

ok i didn’t write this but i did stay up another hour and a half listening to a true crime podcast so…

- You’d think dating a 6’11 demigod who owns the most secure prison in Inpherno would not be on someone’s to-do list, but for you it was different, you knew him more than just the fearsome warden, to you he was your lover and honestly, a bit of a big softy

- Ban Hammer was big, he knew that, really strong too, so he was more than just a little afraid of hurting you, especially if he had his big and sharp armor on, he liked being physically affectionate, but he did worry about hurting you, so he’d wait until he’d taken off his armor you hug you, which did sort of feel like being swallowed whole since he’s such a large man, but it felt safe and warm so you never minded it

- He was gruff and tough but after a long day he enjoyed just laying face down the couch as you stroked his head pulling it to rest on your lap, he’d just lie there as you tried to convince him to get up, take off his armor, get some water, etc, he’d grumble about it but eventually get up

- Hope you like golf, he loves taking you to go golf, he’d never admit this but it’s mostly because when he does good you tell him how great of a shot he was and other junk like that and he enjoyed the praise, if you didn’t like golf he wouldn’t mind you sitting back as long as you were there together, and you were paying attention to him, he may be your boyfriend but he’s very clingy like a puppy, he also loved receiving praise from you, he already thinks very highly of himself but hearing you say those things feels even better to him

- He’d probably take you on very fancy dinner dates, to those really nice restaurants, though you have to make the reservations because he can be a little high strung and will demand certain things like a good seat, or a discount, so to avoid him getting mad at some poor waitress you make them for the both of you

- Like mentioned he’s super cuddly and snuggly, he loves just holding you as he sleeps, or sitting very close to you to the point he’s practically on top of you, you sometimes have to tell him that’s he’s crushing you, he moves immediately and feels bad, you tell him it’s fine but how about you sit on him instead

- Unironically uses sorta cheesy pet names, you’d expect him to be more creative with it but I feel like he’d use ‘baby, babe, sweetheart, etc’ though something funny he does is he has his voice and then his warden voice, loud and commanding to demand respect and fear, sometimes he forgets to turn it off when he gets home so he gets home and says in a gruff unamused voice ‘babe i’m home!’ to the point it sounds sorta angry, you crack up and he clears his throat before saying it snot that funny, as you’re doubling over in laughter

- The first time you met Windforce was terrifying, he loved you but he loved his mom more, if she said she didn’t like you that would be it, and if you pissed her off you feared her wrath, luckily she thought you were fine, obviously she has a distaste for mortals but you make her boy happy so she puts up with you, maybe not fully liking you but she doesn’t mind you, as long as you don’t annoy her she doesn’t care

- Thought meeting Windforce was scary? One time Ban Hammer said his whole family was having a dinner party, Firebrand organized it trying to keep the family all together and connected, and Ban Hammer wanted to bring you to meet all his uncles and few cousins, you didn’t wanna say no but holy shit you were terrified, you were about to meet literally the entirety of the SFotH, which was definitely intimidating, luckily they all at the very least didn’t dislike you, and you got to meet Flipside which was cool, but holy shit when you go home you let out the biggest breath ever since you were so on edge the whole time

hope you enjoyed! had fun writing it and thinking of all this junk, anyways до свидания!

[phighter-kisser]

Can you do medkit headcannons where the reader was once buddies with him when he worked at Blackrock and recognizing each other after years in a phight? Take all the time you need ^^

I AM SO SORRY FOR TAKING A WHILE FOR THIS!! I did platonic for this, hope that's alright!

Potential ooc Medkit? I didn't find much of him to go off of so I hope this is good ^^;

'Buddies' wouldn't be the exact term for how Medkit would describe your relationship - though he did tolerate you more than a certain someone.

He, even if he would never admit it, appreciated your company. He found you easy to work with (Or, in better words, working with you didn't give him a headache.)

Seeing you gave him a sense of relief, instead of the occasional annoyance and frustration he would get when working with someone else

You two would sometimes be awake in the late hours of the night, coming up with theories and ideas til you'd pass out at your desk with an empty cup of coffee.

Then came the ever faithful day his and Subspace's arguement escalated, like, a lot.

You weren't there that day, for one reason or another. Or maybe you were, Medkit wasn't really sure. He didn't see you regardless.

Everything just felt rather numb after he left. Odd could be another word to describe how he was feeling.

He didn't like it.

He longed for his days of engendering, looking back at those days with bittersweetness

Anyways, reuniting time!!

In Short: You and Him were on different teams and you ended up punching him in the face after he shot at you.

Nothing out of the ordinary considering how Phights were.

Honestly said punch felt like a bit of a re-awakening to him. Sure it hurt, but holy crap you were here in the flesh.

He was, albeit, dumbfounded to see you again. He didn't expect to see you again, especially in a Phight of all places.

After the match, he came up to you - To say it was awkward would be an understandment. Lots of you asking questions on where he had gone and him doing his best to answer them without giving out too much.

It felt like a small piece of him was back after talking to you.

The both of you ended up going to a bar of sorts to catch up, seeing as a intermission of a Phight didn't give much room to talk.

It was nice.

Yeah.. Maybe he would actually the two of you 'Buddies'.

[probe56]

Can we touch subspace's horns. ?

I'm also not normal for subspace <3

i want to punt this man :D! /hj

[phighterss]

hi this is my stupid phighting persona orb please be gentle with him they’re fragile

HOLD UR HANDS OUT AND PLS DO NOT DROP HER!!!