#phosphophyllite x reader

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Moon Phos x Artist!Fem!Reader!

Thank you, anon, for requesting this!

If you want, I can write things in 3rd person instead so that pronouns are used for reader more often

Currently working on Lapis x Fem!Reader

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The Moon was quiet. Quieter than usual.

The faint hum of Lunarian technology echoed distantly, but up here on the ledge, it felt like you were the only person on the moon. You settled in your usual spot, legs tucked beneath you as you opened your sketchbook.

The surface beneath you was cold and smooth, which didn’t bother you. It was quite nice, actually.. You had grown used to it; just as you had grown used to the endless silver glow of this place.

Like drawing. That was something you never tired of.

Your pencil glided across the page, capturing delicate lines and intricate details. You had lost track of how much time had passed. Minutes? Hours? But the rhythm of sketching calmed you. And tonight, your knew exactly what you wanted to create.

Line by line, curve by curve, the image began to take shape. Sleek lines and surfaces, and the ever-present glow that clung to them like moonlight itself.

Phos.

You exhaled softly, letting your pencil linger over the fine edges of their hair. Soft and fluid in your sketch, even if reality made them seem sharp enough to cut. It wasn’t the first time you had drawn them. It probably wouldn’t be the last. But this time felt… different.

Maybe because lately, you have found yourself watching them more closely. Not just their strange beauty, but the ache in their eyes when they thought no one was paying attention

A sigh escaped your lips before you could stop it.

"You always look so serious when you do that.”

You flinched, heart lurching into your throat. The voice, familiar and soft, came from just behind you. Turning quickly, you found Phos standing there, tilting their head in that curious way they always did. Their expression, usually distant or unreadable, was softer tonight.

“I didn’t hear you,” you admitted, closing the sketchbook halfway in a protective gesture. You felt warm under their gaze, though the Moon’s chill still clung to the air. “You can be quiet sometimes.”

Phos stepped closer, the smooth clink of their boots echoing as they settled beside you. Their gaze flicked to the sketchbook in your lap. “What are you drawing?”

You hesitated, biting the inside of your cheek. It wasn’t like it was a secret; but admitting it aloud felt… odd. “Just… someone important to me.”

Phos raised an eyebrow, leaning in slightly. “Oh? Who?”

You hesitated again, fingers brushing the edge of the page. Would it be too much? Would they laugh? Before you could overthink it further, you turned the sketchbook toward them.

The image stared back at them, a careful, painstakingly detailed portrait of Phos. You had drawn them exactly as you saw them: flawed, yes, but beautiful. There was a gentleness in the lines, a care that you hoped they would notice.

For a long moment, they said nothing. Their artificially-heterochromatic eyes traced the image, their mouth slightly parted as if the words had gotten caught in their throat.

“You… drew me?”

Their voice was softer now.. You nodded. “Yeah. I mean… how could I not?” You smiled faintly, hoping to push back the nervousness rising in your chest. “You’re my favorite, absolutely beautiful, gem, after all.”

A strange expression crossed their face. Something caught between disbelief and wonder. For all their sharpness, Phos seemed fragile in that moment.

“You think I’m beautiful?” Their voice cracked, barely noticeable, but you heard it.

“I always have.” You held their gaze, hoping they could see the truth in your words. “Not just how you look, but everything. The way you keep going, even when it’s hard. The way you care, even when you try not to show it. You’re… beautiful, Phos. In every way.”

Phos let out a breath, shaky and uneven. Their hand twitched at their side, as if they wanted to reach for the drawing but weren’t sure they were allowed to.

“I don’t… I don’t know if I deserve that,” they admitted, their voice barely above a whisper.

“You do,” you said firmly, and without thinking, you placed your hand over theirs. Their fingers were cold beneath yours, smooth and hard. They didn’t pull away.

“And I’ll keep reminding you until you believe it.” For a heartbeat, nothing happened. Then, slowly, their fingers curled beneath your touch, holding on, just a little. “…Thank you,” they murmured. Their head dipped slightly, indigo hair brushing against your shoulder as they lingered close. “No one’s ever… said that to me before.”

“Well,” you whispered, feeling warmth spread through your chest despite the cold, “I guess I’ll have to say it more often.”

A soft, thoughtful silence settled between you, but Phos didn’t pull away. Instead, they tilted their head slightly, as if studying you with new eyes.

"…You’re beautiful, too,” they said quietly, the words hesitant but sincere. You blinked, heat rising to your face. “What?”

Phos let out a soft laugh. Gentle, but real. “I mean it.”

Their gaze softened as they looked at you, fingers brushing ever-so-lightly against your hand. “The way you see things… the way you see me. I don’t know if I’ll ever understand how, but… your beautiful."

For a moment, you were speechless. Caught between the rapid beat of your heart and the warmth spreading through your chest. “I--thank you,” you finally managed, your voice quieter than you intended.

Phos only smiled. A small, fragile thing; but it was real. And as they sat beside you, hand still resting beneath yours, you swore their fractures shimmered a little brighter beneath the Moon’s light. And maybe, just maybe, you shined a little brighter too

[plagueoffools]

" DISSECT ME AND BREAK ME OPEN ALL YOU LIKE CAUSE YOU'D FIND MY HEART IS YOURS."

[REQ] MOON! PHOSPHOPHYLLITE/HUMAN! GN! READER

LAND OF THE LUSTROUS

[FLUFF/SLIGHT ANGST] 2.6K WORDS

⸺A/N Sorry for disappearing for a long period of time. However, I hope you find yourself enjoying this requested piece. I'd like to hear your thoughts and overall on this piece with my new style of writing.

⸺INFO Reader is implied as FEM regarding request but never stated.

Deprived, that is all you've ever known inside of these walls of whites . In the walls of kumera, you wander far and near with a deadening routine. Wake up, dress, eat, travel through the walls of kumera and isolate yourself in your research room unless you're ever requested by someone

Your existence was only made possible by an astonishing lunarian who had revived your species, even though Barbata was no professional in the more biological stems of science than technology he made work and from a small project was able to restore you. A walking ancient relic of the once populated planet, earth. You remembered your awakening just like how someone would reminisce about their vibrant youthful days.

However, your awakening was one far from vibrant. You awoke alone in a room, on something you presumed was an operating table. You remember looking around the room with curious eyes unlike now, a small table with a tray of various tools, multiple disregarded gloves and masks scattered around the disposable bin. Your curious eyes only squinted abruptly at the bright light shone above you when you turned your head up, feeling overwhelmed you took your eyes off of your surroundings and instead let it wander on your body.

Curious hands of yours experiment on your body, the sensations it brought only stimulate your taste for more. Your finger traces against the stitches across your collarbone to your thighs. Your moment was only abruptly interrupted when a cacophony of gasps and shrieks disrupted at the entrance.

Your case was classified as successful. However, only through the slaughter of both gems and admirabilis alike. You almost remind yourself of a Frankenstein, stealing the body parts of others to bear this body of yours. You feel almost guilty for even bearing a form, a body; bones made from the shattered fragments of tormented gems, soft flesh that stretches out on your entire being covering you from toe to head; courtesy of the skinned admirabilis. Lastly, the only thing that you felt that actually belonged to you throughout your whole consciousness; your soul.

You're not sure where the origination of this soul was from, an information, knowledge that Barbata has asked of the others to withhold from you. Perhaps for the better. The surprising thing was, the soul was estimated to have originated way before the era where lunarians, lustrous, and admirabilis emerged from. With this you inherited and discovered knowledge that came with the soul, interestingly for you the soul seemed to be a doctor of some kind that specialised in the human anatomy, with foggy fragments of their daily life.

Currently you now roam the science facilities of kumera, assigned as a scientist yourself. To further help the lunarians to develop in their goal of achieving the serenity of nothingness while aiding in making their daily life more tolerable.

Even though Barbata specialised in the more technological areas of science, you work along side him, specializing in the more biological roots of science.

Now you're hurriedly putting on your coat as you make way in the narrow yet spacious hallways of the building, your striding steps reverberating across the hall with a pitter patter. You were ordered by lady cairngorm, what he currently goes by now, to oversee the damage made to the infamous gem, or usually referred to as the "hope of the lunarians" and repair his fragmented body.

You abruptly halt at the entrance of the designated room with a perplexed expression as lunarians rush in and out of the room, uttering a small 'Excuse me' and 'Sorry!' here and there. Luckily, it didn't last long and when you found an opening to the crowded entrance you quickly slid through with ease. Your eyebrows furrow together as your eyes squint at the sight of the fallen gem. Broken and shattered into unrecognisable pieces, only the part of his head and his leg is discernible from the rest of the disarray of gleaming fragments. You quickly usher out the remaining lunarians and gems alike outside to begin your operation. With a flick of the wrist you ushered out the unwanted eyes of both worried and curious people.

You let out an exaggerated sigh as you sift through a small portable pouch for your appliances.

You eventually find your needed tools and you settle yourself beside the pieces of phosphophyllite and began working on organizing him limb to limb before assembling him. As your gloved hands labour swiftly to piece him by piece back together like a puzzle. You carefully coat each surface with layers of an adhesive substance carefully assembling him from inside out. You spend hours assembling his torso and limbs before you move onto his face.

For some reason you find that your hand lingers above his face for a short while before proceeding the adhesion, you find yourself somewhat aching to caress his face. You have always found the gems beauty incomparable, words couldnt describe them but if you had to you'd call them seraphic. They had glistening lustrous hair, each with an unique colour to match their even more unique personalities, ones that harmonized perfectly with the rest of their body. However, you found that phosphophyllite was clearly composed of other types of minerals aswell. You were actually shocked to find that the only thing that remained from what he started out as, a phosphophyllite, was only his torso. The rest were undeniably pieces of memories from experiences he picked up in his rather bizarre life.

Though most gems found his mismatched compositions odd, you found it all the more endearing. After all, you noted that most of the gems inclusions aren't as flexible as his to fuse so easily like this.You wondered why his inclusions were so adaptable to such a wide variety of minerals, so accepting to fuse with a completely different mineral in order to function. You found it almost poetic but while you were submerged in your thoughts, your hands gleefully took lead of the task at hand. Subconsciously without knowing you trailed at the cracks of his face for some time before being snapped out of your thoughts and continuing the task.

After hours of work, you got up from your chair with a sigh as you stretched your arms and back and was delighted with the response of a crack. You stood up now with your chin resting at the knuckles of your hands while you admire another successful operation, admiring for a bit too long.. but- more importantly, his operation is now done.

You walk out of the room with a satisfied hum as you inform the first lunarian in your sight, that phosphophyllite is now assembled and ready to walk on both legs again but not before a few hours of rest for the adhesive to set in strong.

They respond with a quick nod and a smile as they thank you courteously, you respond back with a nod of your own as you continue travelling back to your research room.

After restless hours of observation, experimentation and groaning at the unwanted results from your new project you recently just started you're startled by a interrupting knock on the door. You answer back with a tired ''come in'. You curiously look at the lunarian who interrupted your project with a knock, explaining that your presence has been requested by phosphophyllite himself.

You're confused at the request but you obediently follow the lunarian leading you to his newfound room where he's rested, on the way there your mind tries to fill in the blanks on why you've been requested.

'Perhaps he's asked for me to get an upgrade?' 'Maybe I've misplaced some parts, I wasn't paying as much attention as I should have..'

'Probably not, logically It must be questions regarding the operation, perhaps he's experiencing a withdrawal?'

You sweat at your doubtful thoughts that you swore had somehow physically manifested because you suddenly feel needles prickling at your skin.

You huff at your thoughts before clearing your head and reprimanding yourself for being so negative. While you were internally scolding yourself, you almost walk into the back of the lunarian leading you, as you halt just right on time and peer from behind her into the room. She utters out something you weren't able to catch as she moves out of your way and stays stationed at the corner of the room instead. The movement seems to catch the attention of the rather dreading gem but he perks up just as quick when he sees you.

You're almost taken aback by the sudden change of mood, as to why his eyes which were so gloomy and solemn turned so curious. You look back to the quiet lunarian and release her of her duty as she's, you assume, no longer needed at the moment. She takes the hint and walks out of the room with no troubles, as your eyes start to leave her disappearing figure you're only slightly startled to meet the gaze of phosphophyllite. With wide eyes and an almost dazed look, he continues looking at you without even an inch of movement.

You awkwardly curl up your hand and cough to catch his attention, only succeeding after 3 tries.

He snaps back and apologizes quickly with a hand rubbing the back of his neck shyly before asking, "I apologize, you should be Dr. [Name] right?" you give a carefree nod as he stares back at you with bewilderment as if he still can't wrap his mind around this situation. "So you're really human? I thought your species was split beyond recovery." he shoots you with one question after another, seemingly just spitting out whatever is running through his head.

"Well, you could say I basically fit all the classifications of a human. However, I wouldnt say I'm all natural." he perks up with a small tilt to gesture for you to continue. You're almost uneased with how immersed he looks but you shake the feeling off and continue " I was artificially made, assembled with the three components the human kind has split into. A soul, bones and flesh."

He doesn't respond after that only silently pondering whatever is going on in his mind.

"Is there any other questions, miss..ter? phosphophyllite." you prolonge the sentence of your formalities, completely unsure of what you're supposed to call him considering gems are genderless. "Miss..ter?" He tilts his head at the name, you've noticed he's been doing that a lot. "What's that?" he questions you with a blank face staring straight ahead at you, you can't help but let out a chuckle at his expression as your hand is lifted up to cover your mouth. He's only furthermore perplexed at your action, his shoulders slightly shrinking down in embarrassment of something; he usually doesn't grow shy to people who have both laughed with him or at him, if anything he's grown quite used to it but he didn't wanna look ridiculous, not Infront of you, no.

He shyly adverts his gaze to other objects in the room and let's out a small confused 'huh?', this only causes you to let out a fit of giggles at his confusion before you force yourself to calm down.

"I apologize that was kind of unprofessional of me. It's nothing to do with you ,just my humour." you quickly apologize for your behaviour with a embarassed look. However he only responds with a small chuckle of his own, "Oh!" he perks up. "Nothing to worry about, I dont mind a laugh here or two." thinking about it, he actually missed the sound of your laughter now. Seeing a person of such high caliber who obviously likes to rather maintain a more serious and professional attitude laugh so freely was relaxing especially in the new environment he's in, surrounded with lunarians who rather go about their day quite robotically.

He adverts his attention back on you, just you. His eyes curiously picks up the texture of your skin, the individual strands of your hair and your own eyes. He thought your eyes could possibly outshine the glow of diamonds entirety himself, contrary to you who didn't pay much to your eyes. The moment of comfortable silence is broken when he speaks up with a tone filled with a twinge of underlying shyness even though he tried to sound confident in his request. "Could I, touch you? I mean, I'm just curious as to how a human feels compared to the rest of us.." he corrects himself with two hands frantically waving Infront of him hoping he didn't make you uncomfortable any how.

You indulge in his curiosities and nod in approval as you walk towards his form, he shifts on the bed he was laid on as he stretches out an arm hesitantly. You roll up the sleeves of your coat as you offer your arm to his hand who only lingers around for a moment as if contemplating before running his aloy arms agaisnt yours.

You slightly shiver at the texture of his hand slowly trailing around your palm, to your wrist, and forearm. You had to admit it felt nice, the feeling of his hard and metallic feeling hands coming in contact with your warm and soft ones. He noted yours was admirably more softer, smoother and warm. He could've sworn the texture of your hand almost reminded him of a strange and comforting touch he felt before. Just hours ago, as he awoke his inclusions managed to remember an unfamiliar touch he never felt before his trip here, almost like a shadowed touch lingering agaisnt his face. He guessed it must've been something that happened while he was unconscious during the operation.

Enthralled, he isn't aware that his own alloy hands are attempting to wrap around your own. You don't say anything to interrupt his entranced state, only curiously staring at his face. His expression is one of a immersed stare as if he's currently working on a puzzle, desperate to search for where the last piece will fit and search he does. He searches the strange touch in your palms, unravelling his alloy hands from yours before gently grabbing your wrist and resting the cheek of his face in your palm. You're startled by the action but you let it sink in and you do nothing to interrupt the moment.

It was you, he figured. It must be you, he corrected. It was your touch his inclusion had remembered when he woke up.

He knew it was awfully wrong of him to bask in your touch without your permission but he's been so starved, so denied of something so small in his whole life. Something so small that ate him inside out and now that your touch has seeped into his cracks, he feels at peace to replace himself with such warmth and softness instead of the usual unfamiliar pieces of others that latch onto his missing limbs heavily.

You'd cut your hand off if it was this pleasure he wanted, you thought. He looked so deprived of such a simple thing and you know how it must've felt for him. Confused, scared, and doubtful. It was just what it was like for you when you awoke aswell, you pondered on how cruelly life has treated phos.

Someone who's still stuck in the past, a past whereas he's still looking at the mirrors that only reflect his past self, refusing to let the future or present seep in. He wishes to demolish that and in order to do that he had demolished himself. Whereas everyone moved on he stood still in the past because he was so wary of a future he couldn't control.

You'd cut your hand off if all he wanted to do was have someone hold him.

He didn't just want your hand however, he'd wanted your warmth and you as a whole. He'd damn himself all again if you ever thought to break pieces of yourself for the sake of others ; just like he once did.

[thegoofy]

Okay so hear me out, moon phos with a lunarian reader, like them meeting on the moon or some shit and they surprisingly get along well and wow boom fall in love

OMG TYSM FOR THE REQUEST I love moon phos <//33

Moon Phos x lunarian reader ♡

Warning : manga spoilers <3 (+ mentions of that man....)

You've been dreadfully going through your day to day life, doing the same thing, feeling so incredibly apathetic and numb, but despite that, a cheerful expression was always plastered across your face, since well, emotions are like diseases, if one person is upset, it gets passed around.

That is until one day, you catch a glimpse of the catch your fellow comrades carried to the moon, a whole gem! Most unusual.

As you look at the unfolding scene from a distance, strings of gold slash through each and one of them, you take a few steps back in shock and quickly hide behind a wall, before observing a conversation between the Prince and this new gem. Just a moment after the gem turned their attention fully on Enma, they caught a glimpse of your figure staring at them from behind a wall, which made you flead behind it completely, almost immediately.

It took not too long until you both saw eachother again, as you were assisting them with their new outfit, their head was turned to the other side in hopes of hiding their flustered state, the gentle softness of your hands was something Phos hasn't experienced in centuries, given the fact that you were nothing but kind to them, made them even more nervous.

After a while, you both had a pretty good relationship, you'd share information with eachother, as you helped Phos get accustomed to the life on the Moon, they shared stories of what they could remember on Earth.

Soon after, you could notice visible changes in Phos' behaviour, they weren't as .... themselves as usual, which lead your worry to request a private meeting with the gem. (They probably came 3 hours earlier than the set time hehehhe)

The gem tensed up from their seat as they noticed you approaching them. They greet you politely as usual with a close eyed smile. Before they have a chance to react, you had wrapped your arms Phos' head, gently pushing it closer to your chest and resting your cheek on top of their head, with one free arm, you gently stroked their hair. Phos just stood there, it took them a moment to observe, then feel, then react. They let out a shaky breath before looking up at you.

"- (N-name)-"

"- It's extremely sudden, yes... But it's just that .. I worry about you, okay?.. I know things haven't been particularly great with the rest of your gems, but ... I'll always be here for you, because you're... Very important to me."

You gently tighten your hold on the gem as you finish speaking, you felt their golden arms wrapping around you and pulling you equally closer, they buried their face in your neck while continuing to share a very loving embrace with you. You knew that someone getting this close to Phos wasn't a part of his plan, but you couldn't care less, you truly cared them and couldn't bare to see them suffer from all the things that have been thrown to them. You were there for them, and they were there for you, such a beautiful bond, perhaps could change the rest of the story completely.

(AN: omgom that was like the first fanfic I've EVER written, so apologies if it seems rushed ''^^ , thank you for reading through and I wish you a great rest of your day ❤️)

[gustofnostalgia]

COMPLETED WORKS:

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TO BE PUBLISHED:

⤻ EUNOIA — " You bring me warmth. " ⟶ moon+phosphophyllite x artifical+human+reader ( REQUESTED )

[haroun31]

Let me take care of you

●|Y!Phosphophyllite x gem!reader|●

●Dark theme--Obsession--Violence--Read only if you are in the right mind set

●I DO NOT CONDONE ANYTHING THAT IS WRITE IN HERE! IF YOU FIND IN A SIMILIAR SITUATION PLS SEEK HELP!!!

(This is an old one shot I wrote like two years ago but never posted, might had it on my book Hnkxreader on Quotev, need to think about it)

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How could this have happened? No wait, that was a question you already knew the answer to, the real question was why hadn't you done anything? You watched his mental health decline step by step, piece by piece. It had all started when Antarcticite had been taken away during that tiring winter but to tell the truth perhaps the nightmare had started even before then. Slowly like a virus, it first made sure to make its way among the colorful inclusions and then exploded in a catastrophe. 

"Im sorry. . .sniff. . .Im s-so sorry. . ."

What kind of friend were you? Can you really call yourself a friend? After all, you didn't do anything special, you only treated him with decency, like a normal friend, you never really got angry at him. It wasn't like you to get angry anyway. And deep down it made you a little sad to always see him all alone in the middle of the vast expanse of grass. Yes, he was certainly lively and a little awkward but you didn't really understand why the other gems felt such contempt towards the peppermint one. 

Clink. . .clank. . .tap. . .clink. . .tap. . .

Maybe you should have listened to them though. 

At a certain point everything had degenerated, you had lost Morga, Goshe, Ghost and Phos' head replaced by that of Lapis. Then the latter was captured and taken to the moon only for him to return completely changed. He no longer seemed like your old friend, he seemed more like a stranger to you. Since he returned from the moon he had become much clingier than usual, almost to the point of being suffocating, as if with every step you took he was at your side, as if every time you went on patrol you could feel his pearly white eye burning your back.

And then out of the blue he asked you to go with him to the moon. On the moon? At that moment you thought that the Lunarians had brainwashed him and this was another one of their stunts to capture you all.

You refused. 

And maybe it was a mistake. Like a switch Phos flipped from calm to panicked. He immediately tried to make you change your mind, even going so far as to beg you and you had the feeling that he would even threaten you if he didn't give in to your umpteenth no. You had seen how the Lunarians had changed Phos, you didn't want the same thing to happen to you. 

Maybe you should have been the one to convince him not to return to the moon but the truth was that you no longer saw him as the friend you knew and loved. That Phos had already been dead for some time. 

"I'm s-sorry, I'm sorry, forgive me. . .p-please, I didn't mean. . .it" 

Then he returned and the earth gems destroyed him and threw his pieces around the island. The one you had you put it under the pillow of your bed. A beautiful fragment of phosphophyllite. It reminded you of the past. But then he was rebuilt by someone and managed to escape. You had an idea who the culprit might have been but revealing it wouldn't change anything. 

You never saw him again until that fateful day. A festive day that should have been reserved for nothing but joy and fun. How ironic. All of you were unaware that the gateway to hell would open that night. Especially, for some reasons. For you. 

Thousands of sunspots appeared in the sky covering it with spots, then from the central one your old friends appeared and in the center of them a gem you had never seen. Gem was a kind description, he was more like a demon, devil, monster, call it what you want but that thing had no right to bear the same name as your lovely innocent old friend. 

It was a complete massacre. Most were exterminated by Alex. You had been spared from his fury only because Benito had beheaded him, now only you and Euclase remained in that room. Phos approached you two, almost gleefully stomping on all the fragments. Euclase tried to talk to him but was mercilessly beheaded before being tossed aside like an old doll. 

Now only you were left.

And you knew damn well that you couldn't do shit against him. Because fuck, at the end he was still your damn fucking friend and you cant hurt him. You already did it when you left him. So you didn't mind that much if he destroyed you. It would have been a bit like the pay for not having tried harder to save him. 

So you dropped your sword as his blade cut you in two and you lost consciousness. 

The story should have ended here right? 

"I-I. . .I just wanted everyone to love m-me. . .Im sorry please. . .you are the only one who cares about me. . .im sorry, im sorry, why did I do that?"

So imagine your surprise when you regained consciousness and the school ceiling welcomed you. You weren't fully adjusted yet, you couldn't feel your legs, a portion of your left arm and your head. Trembling hands completed what was the puzzle of your body, feeling that more and more consciousness and memories resurfaced in your mind. Did Sensei manage to calm down Phos? Did Cinnabar or Jade defeat him? 

Yet a long goopy golden string inserting your missed eye was enough to make your non-existent heart stop. Hadn't they made it? Or did Phos had a change of heart? You could hear his incomprehensible, nonsensical muttering in the background with the words he repeated the most being sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry and sorry.

He was sorry.

"Phos?" your voice was uncertain and his muttering stopped when he heard it. Suddenly the gem, demon appeared in your vision. He hadn't changed, still half destroyed with alloy spikes protruding from his neck and back. That pearly white eye stared at you with such intensity that if you had the strength you would have shuddered. From it flowed uninterrupted tears of gold that fell onto your face before sliding down and mixing with some other pool of alloy. 

He was crying.

"____. . .Im sorry! Im sorry for destroying you! I shouldnt have done it! Im sorry, im sorry, please dont be mad at me! You are the only one who was kind to me! You dont deserve this treatment please, please, please, please." he begged with an exasperated tone as his alloy coiled around you like a snake and continued to rebuild you. 

Feeling that your right arm and abdomen were solid enough you slowly sat up looking around "Phos...what happened?" All around you you could see shards of gems littering the floor. Not bodies, just fragments. As if someone had bothered to chop them all up. At the sight of such a massacre you felt like you were about to self-destruct, a small crack had already formed on your cheek and immediately Phos took your face in his hands and brought it back towards his so that you could no longer see anything. 

God, you didn't know which view was worse. The shredded remains of your friends or the demon that took over your old friend's body. 

His touch was too sweet for a monster like him and with a little powder he covered the crack "I crushed everyone"

You could perfectly see it.

"A-And Sensei?"

"I destroyed him too" he responded coldly, a rather frightening contrast to the state he was in initially. He went too quickly from one emotion to another. "What about the Lunarians?" you continued trying to look around but not being able since Phos still has a tigh grip on your face "Aechema had arrived. . .he wanted the eye of Adamant. I gave it to him and told him to leave me alone. I have no idea what they'll do now. The Lunarians who were here. . ." a dark look covered his face and the white eye almost seemed to light up ". . .they're gone dont worry."

You were worried but not for that. Why was Phos rebuilding you? Has he finally achieved his goal? He wanted to destroy Sensei right? So now he will rebuild everyone and then. . .and then you'll finally sort out this whole thing, right? "We will rebuild the others right? You're rebuilding me so the others will come back too?” You asked as his attention shifted to your broken arm. 

"The others. . ." he began, his tone was cold as inverse and it was as if a veil had fallen over his white eye as if he was getting lost in thought "They never cared about me" suddenly his grip on your arm tightened chipping the surface, his expression dark and totally no longer present in this plane of reality "No. . .they don't deserve to come back. . ." you winced at the force trying to wriggle your arm out of his grasp ". . .I wont let them-"

CRACK!

"Ouch fuck!"

You cursed holding your broken arm, fragments of the gems you were made of fallen down reflecting the sunlight. "Oh. . .oops" Phos said completely emotionless looking at the piece of your arm in his hands before trying to take your broken part and even if you tryed to back away it was no use because his alloy held you in place while he worked on fixing you. 

First he was desperate, then he was acting chill and now it was like he was emotionless?! He was such a fucking mess! A ticking bomb ready to detonate at the first mistake. You could have wriggled, screamed, rebelled but looking at the situation you were in, it wasn't as if Phos was hurting you himself, on the contrary, so you decided to let him do it. 

You will pulverized his face in the future.

Plus it seemed like taking care of you calmed him down and made him happy. His touch was loving and delicate as if he was touching the most fragile gem in the world. You just couldn't understand what was going through his mind, this was no longer Phos, but a demon with his appearance. 

Inserting piece after piece he continued his work as you watched him in silence continuing to ask yourself questions that will never be answered. Of course the most common one was, what will happen now? What does the demon in front of you plan? 

Cling, Clang, Tap, Cling, Cling

Inserting the last piece of your right arm you stretched your hand before your eyes examining the beautiful work done, your pupils then dropped to your legs, still broken, and then moved to Phos. At his side were the rest of your legs already rebuilt, all you had to do was attach them. You looked at them and then looked at Phos expecting him to finish the job or at least pass them to you. 

But his white eye simply watched you, his body giving no sign of moving. "Your uniform is destroyed" he pointed out which made you look down at it. It actually wasn't in good shape at all, in fact, it looked like you were wearing rags instead of a uniform. Kneeling at your side the demon picked you up almost abruptly making you let out a gasp at the sudden movement.

"Phos!? Wha? My legs! What about them!?" you shouted at him as you felt the alloy wrap around your body "Phosphophyllite! Give me my fucking legs! Come on!" you exclaimed again noticing how the gem had ignored you. Phos continued his advance towards where Red Beryl's laboratory was without sparing you a glance. Not wanting to play his game anymore you tried to squirm trying to free yourself from his suffocating grip but all you got was the alloy becoming more aggressive to the point of tying your wrists behind your back.

"Oi Phos! What the fuck are you doing!? Answer me damn it!"

"Let me take care of you"

That was all he said to you before entering the laboratory and taking the first clean uniform he could find then he tried to make you wear it having had a lot of difficulty in his attempt as you continued to struggle repeating that you wanted answers. That wasn't an answer! You wanted to know what was going on! Why you were the only one that Phos was rebuilding, why the others were practically reduced to dust, why he didn't want to give you your legs back! Why?! 

After your umpteenth struggle, Phos' patience was wearing thin and he swiftly twisted his alloy around your arms, pinning you practically on top of the table you were sitting on and brought his face within inches of yours. "If you don't stop I'll break your arms too. I don't care. I just need you to be conscious. Understood?" his tone was cold and his eye was empty like a doll's. 

You nodded.

"Good"

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That night Phos cried.

He cried like a baby, hugging you as he continued to tell you how sorry he was for threatening you and that it will never happen again. You didn't believed the last part. He was too unstable, the fact that he was back in his desperate phase was more than enough proof of that. For the moment you had identified 4 main phases that he tended to take on during the day, the desperate, the emotionless, the furious and the calm. The last one was your favorite. It was the only moment he was willing to answer any of your question.

The next few days were hard for you. You hated from the bottom of your soul that you couldn't do anything. Any proposal you made to reconstruct the other gems was immediately shot down and 90% of the time his mood immediately transitioned into the furious phase. Same thing if you tried to rebuild them yourself. With difficulty you dragged yourself towards them trying to sort through the thousand very small fragments. 

Punctually Phos had caught you in the act and was so angry that he grabbed your arm and broke it. He didn't give it back to you until the next day when with a loving touch he reattached it to you and then burst into tears again at the sight of your visible fractures. It was always so tiring to deal with hid mood swing. Walking on eggshell. It was not fun. And you still didn't understand why you were brought back, why only you? 

"You were kind to me, you are kind to me. My friend, my only friend. I don't want the same thing that happened to Antarc to happen to you too. I cant let it happens"

Why then not bringing the others back?

"You never know who might betray you. They destroyed me without even hearing what I had to say. . .I won't let anyone hurt you. Let me take care of you"

Which translated meant, I don't want to suffer anymore, I want to be loved even if it's just an illusion. And the only person he knew who could love him was you. 

And despite all those swing moods, despite the demon that inhabits your old friend, you wanted to help him. You felt like a fool everytime you felt pity for him, he was liyerhelding you captive! It's not fair. It's not fair how that monster uses his appearance to deceive you because he knows you're desperate enough to believe that old Phos is still there somewhere. So when he cries you console him and he absorbs that affection you give him as if it were lifeblood, desperate for more affection. Something he hasnt got in so long.

He loves taking care of you. Heal your wounds. Help you get from one place to another. Hold you in his arms. It makes him feel like he's finally useful in something, like he's no longer the pathetic old bumbling gem. It makes him feel good. Because this way he can blame his old self if Antarc had been captured, that if he had been as strong as he is now nothing bad would have happened. 

After the news that the white gem could no longer be returned, Phos no longer wanted to risk it. He didn't want to lose you too. Even though you hadn't wanted to follow him to the moon, you had always been his friend, you had treated him with so much kindness that perhaps not even Sensei had ever treated him that way. You were funny, strong, kind even if you tended to curse a little too much. 

So he was happy to be able to solve your problems. Too bad he was the one who created them. Sure he felt extremely guilty if he broke your arm but then the feeling of fixing you was too intoxicating that he simply forgot. It was so much intoxicating that sometimes he wanted to break you on purpose just to rebuild you. But of course he never did. He loved you too much. He could not. 

"I will protect you"

"From who that the only danger here is you"

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Sometimes you wondered how the gems were doing on the moon. Had they already achieved nothinghess? Were they and the Lunarians already gone? Had they abandoned you? 

But then you saw some sun spots in the sky and your non-existent heart beat faster at the idea that perhaps they would come to save you. To tell you the truth, you wouldn't have cared if they took you away but you wanted your friends to be able to be rebuilt. Obviously, however, Phos destroyed them before they could do anything. 

The only chance you had to save your friends was to take their fragments away from the school and place them in plain sight so that the Lunarians would see them and, once Phos was no longer present, take them. You were aware that you didn't know if they would actually rebuild them but it was the only way to save them. Phos kept controlling you so you couldn't. 

The demon didn't ask questions when you took a bag full of gems with you on your walks. He didnt wondered about it when you asked him to take you away from school and while he watched you scatter the fragments. He thought you couldn't stand to see the remains of your old friends anymore and he understood that. 

He had been thinking about throwing them into the sea for some time but that was fine too.

He didnt care.

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After a few years Phos decided to give you your legs back and you couldn't be more than happy. 

You finally no longer had to rely on Phos to get from one place to another. Not that you can go very far now anyway, in the end you lived on an island. Where would you have fled? In water? 

"Are you happy?"

Phos asked you wrapping his arms around you looking at you with his heterochromatic eyes. After a few years of searching he had managed to find the remains of the fragments of Lapis's head and fix it. "Im happy" he continued in a cheerful tone "I always wanted happiness and I received it with you. Only with you." closing his eyes he put his head in the crooks of your neck, a thin blanket separated you two so that you could destroy each other. 

"I love you" a lil kiss was planted on your cheek that cracked together with his lips.

You loved Phos too.

But this wasn't your adorable old friend but a demon in his guise. 

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[rheinisawriter]

Can I request this idea about Moon Phos x human female reader having a wedding? This is the time when Aechmea and Cairngorm's wedding happened. Phos was curious and confused about all of this stuff (since gems don't know anything about human things like this), so they asked Aechmea about it. After Phos learned about these human traditions, they wanted to do the same with the reader.

Moon Phos x Fem! Human reader

A beautiful marriage

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Phos had never seen anything like it.

White silk draped over the silver towers. Strange melodies floated through the halls like slow-moving clouds. Gems in soft robes gathered in the garden, murmuring and watching. And at the center of it all, Aechmea and Cairngorm, standing together, hands barely touching, faces peaceful and radiant beneath the moonlight.

Phos stood at a distance, leaning against a marble arch. Their cracked face reflected the glow of artificial stars above. The sight was strange. Emotional. Confusing.

A wedding.

They glanced at you, standing beside them. You looked enamored, your eyes shimmering, your human hands gently wringing a small bouquet that you’d made out of lunar glass-blossoms. You looked… happy.

Phos didn’t understand.

But they wanted to.

⸻

“Why?” Phos asked later, alone with Aechmea.

Aechmea turned to them, his gaze unreadable, his posture always too gentle. “Why what?”

“The ceremony. The vows. The… all of it. What does it mean?”

Aechmea smiled knowingly, hands folded behind his back. “It’s a tradition. Humans used it to show devotion. To say: ‘I choose you. In front of everyone. Forever.’”

“Forever?” Phos echoed, eyes narrowing, almost wary.

“Yes. Even when things change. Even when it hurts.”

Phos was quiet. The thought settled in their cracked chest like dust. A choice. A declaration. For someone.

For you.

…

Phos found you the next day in the quiet corners of the Moon’s garden, brushing frost from a cluster of glowing orchids.

They stood there awkwardly, arms stiff at their sides. “…[Name],” they said, your name fragile on their tongue.

You looked up, smiling. “Hi, Phos. Something wrong?”

They shook their head. “No. I just… I want to understand something. And I want to ask you something, too.”

You tilted your head.

“…Would you do that? The thing Cairngorm and Aechmea did?”

You blinked. “The wedding?”

Phos nodded, eyes intense. “Yes. I want… I want to do that with you.”

Your heart skipped. “You… you mean you want to marry me?”

“I don’t know if I understand it entirely,” they said. “But I know I want to say I choose you. No matter what.”

…

The ceremony was quiet.

There were no crowds. Just you, Phos, and a few floating gems who seemed too curious to stay away. Cairngorm had made you a veil. Aechmea had provided robes in soft, shimmering fabric that pooled like moonlight around your feet.

Phos wore white.

They were so painfully beautiful in white.

You stood across from each other, hands brushing, the stars above shining gently. You read vows you wrote yourself. Phos’s were awkward, but earnest.

“I don’t know how humans love. But I think I’ve been loving you, even before I knew what it was.”

Your eyes filled with tears. You smiled. “I think I’ve been loving you through all your phases. Even the broken ones.”

Phos hesitated, then stepped forward and touched their forehead to yours.

“I want to stay,” they whispered. “With you.”

The Lunarians hummed quietly, watching, like soft static against the moment.

And in the light, with a hand in yours, Phos, Moon Phos, fragmented and reformed, became something soft again. Something almost human, for just a moment.

[reignissleeping]

mama, a gem behind you 😥

[silvernthorn]

If you're still taking requests, can you do a continuation of the PhosxHuman reader but this time with jealousy hcs on Phos part? Like, for example the other gems get curious over the human and they all want to talk to them or something but Phos gets jealous👀👀 (Sorry if it's so specific also thank you!)

hi.. its been a hot minute.... im sorry i kept you waiting......... ill be writing this now though!!!!!!!!!!! yey!!!!!! sorry if its a bit short... im kinda rusty..

[ laphos x reader, the long awaited pt.2 ] - he didnt really mind the other gems being near you or being interested in you cause you're a different species, though ke kept a stern eye on them - until he felt like they got too close.. - so he basically just grabbed you from them cause he needed a 'second' with you - the second turned out to be him just clinging onto you in private and whining about how the other gems 'tried stealing you from him' - you ended up consoling him for a hot minute - on other occasions, like when the gems are doing it on purpose just to make phos jealous (p.s they get really affectionate just to see his reaction) he gets a little mad - probably ends up crying a bit of the alloy cause he thinks hes not good enough - "do you even love me, [NAME].... hhuuuaa....." - "what- are you crying?!" - "NO IM JUST SWEATING ALLOY." - too embarrassed to probably admit that he was sad but you know anyway.. - console him part 2 - he ends up just being more possessive over you and ends up just clinging to you the whole day. like. wherever you are. - hes a stubborn gem.... you may say... - you reassure him that you wouldn't choose anyone else over him and that you love him a lot - maybe give him a kiss anywhere - he gets flustered - "woah.. that was... uh." - ends up just burying his face on the crook of your neck. (its cold so you basically flinched too. since gems are cold... LOL) - cute silly guy... - he just keeps repeating how lucky he is to have you and that hes glad you wont choose anyone else... huhuhu - he may have changed a lot but hes still the same silly stubborn teal gem that we love

[uwukillmenowowo]

Can you do Moon Phos x human female reader? Moon Phos' reaction to seeing a human for the first time and falling in love with her deeply. (If that's okay, can you make an drawing of them? Your drawings are amazing.)

Awwww thanks :))))

But I feel like I completely butchered Phos compared to my last drawing of Bort— hahaha-

And-- For some reason I was more on telling a story rather than the romance????

Sorry >_>

I also did not proofread this TwT

Let the Sky Fall

[Moon! Phosphophyllite X Female Human! Reader]

Notes:

I will be referring to all the gems as they/them so sorry if ya get confused :))))))

Found by Diamon by the shoreline, a cryo pod.

When they brought the pod back, Sensei, of course, was shocked.

Its been... Too long... since he last saw one.

When they got it open, they found you and mall little memos were placed around your body, ID card, snacks, a small phone, charger, and solar powered powerbank. Etc Etc Etc.

Since all of the lustrous couldn't hack into your phone, they decided to care for you until you were able to wake up.

Red Beryl was fascinated by your clothing and took it upon themself to craft clothing similar to the ones you wore [Insert whatever ya want cuz woowoowowoo]

Obsidian was interested in the small switchblade that was among the items in the pod

Rutile.... Sensei did not allow them near your body... Scared they would cut you up to make sure you weren't a lustrous like them.

When you finally woke up the first gem you met was Diamond. Since they were the one who found you.

Slowly, you got to know everyone.

Especially Sensei.

You liked asking about what happened to humanity.

Sensei liked how you.... reminded him of a recently lost gem.

One day, you were wandering around but accidentally strayed too far... What was worse was that it was extremely sunny by then. 

Your first interactions with the Lunarians was... terrifying.

They went for the gems but when they saw you, they tried getting you instead.

Sensei saved you but... ended up getting really protective over you.

You were softer than the gems and the Lunarians seemed to have taken a great interest in you...even though they haven't come back in a while.....

You got to train with the Lustrous, learned what they were taught.

It was hard at first, but everything turned out well.

But for some reason... Something was always off...

Sometimes, the others would call you “Phos”

In other cases, “slag”

They would always say that it was because you reminded them of a gem who got taken recently.

You wanted to know more so you asked around

Most of it…. Was disappointing.

A lot of them claim that Phos was their spark of hope.

Others called them a fool who won’t quit.

You were intrigued so you went to sensei.

Sensei referred to Phos as a previous outcast.

When pushing sensei on the topic…

“Before, they just wanted to belong with their fellow gems, but as their body lost more pieces of Phosphophyllite, so did the gem that just wanted to find a place called home. They are simply misunderstood, and their quest to try to fit in…. Resulted in them being taken to the moon…”

Sensei solemnly gazed out the windows.

Sensei… seemed to care more for Phos than the other gems.

You started to garner more interest in “Phos” every time someone accidentally calls you by their name.

To think one encounter would result with the dark skies Falling down upon the ones they once called family

{Second POV}

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"At ease" Bort called. You panted and stretched your body. Bort was always really... harsh with their training. "You should head out to catch up with the youngins, slag" Bort teased and walked away.

You sighed. Normally you tried to get Bort to stop but they just kept going. So you left

Shaking that off, you continued to run towards the shores until you found the younger gems. "Oh! Senior [Y/n]!" Hemi waved happily and you waved back. The four younger gems always referred to you as their senior... even though you're MUCH younger than them. You just went along with it because if you didn't, they would give those dang puppy eyes...

"You're helping out?" Melon asked and you nodded. Sensei decided that you would help the lustrous whenever you're needed. Like an assistant..

It was peaceful silence for a while, you were helping Watermelon weave a flower crown for them and the others. Meanwhile, the others talked about the Lunarians and how they haven't been spotted in a while. You weren't a part of their conversation.... Until...

*SPLASH*

Looking up, you saw something floating onto the shore... More like someone....

And an upside-down black spot the sky. You and the younger gems were shocked but Watermelon pointed out the person floating in the water. "Its... awfully Phossy..." one of them said. 

Meanwhile, you got excited 'This is Phos? The one I've heard about..?' You wondered. 

But it was quickly interrupted when you saw the Lunarians slowly climbing down to reach them. "Hey wait!!" you called and started running, the other gems following suit. You heard something crash behind you but you didn't turn back, since the lunarians  were bringing Phos' body back up. "Oh no you don't!" You jumped and swung the sword that Obsidian custom made for you, since you couldn't handle the weight of the other swords. Yours was quite similar to a katana.

You sliced the rope in half and caught Phos, only to fall into the water. 'Heavy!' You groaned. To be fair... Phos' arms were in fact gold.... so... yeah?

You tried your best to get Phos to safety, but suddenly, someone flew ahead of you. "Bort!" You called happily. "Hurry and get back to the others" they ordered and you nodded, heaving Phos onto your back and running to the others, that's when you saw Sensei.

You were about to cheer but you ended up falling again. But since Phos was on top of you, you passed out because of the weight.

Phos on the other hand, pretended to wake up, but when they opened their eyes, they were shocked to see someone... so... fleshy. Like the Admirabilis but it was a little harder... like them.

Phos started at you for a while before Sensei dropped to their knees they talked for a while and while going back, Bort offered to carry you. Phos wanted to protest, they were already carrying you per Sensei's request. Bort didn't take no for an answer and took you into their arms.

Phos never met you before. They were curious. You were much smaller, and squishy... and... much more loved by the others...

But what Pho was more interested about was that you sort of looked like what Aechmea... mentioned. 

"Phosphophyllite. While you're back there. I have a small favour to ask of you...

The others have reported seeing a female human with Kongo. I need you to to give this to her...

and convince her to come to the moon as well."

Phos looked down, staring at their chest pocket where the small note stayed before running to catch up with everyone else.

Groaning, you woke up in your room. It was night, no one was there except a small shadow in the corner... But with a small glowing pearl producing the smallest amount of light. You knew who it was.

"Phosphophyllite... correct?" The mint green gem smiled. "[Y/n] the human... correct?" thye asked back. You giggled and held your hand out for a handshake. Phos flinched but then slowly shook my hand.  "Ooohhh. Thats weird" you chuckled as you poked the gold alloy.

"I spoke with the others." Phos informed you. "Thanks for... looking out for Sensei" You felt you cheeks heat up. You were told that Lapis had a high amount of charisma, since Phos was using their head... well.... "Oh! Thanks" you rubbed the back of your neck.

Phos felt... strange... You reminded them about... Phosphophyllite. But not the one they were right now. You reminded them of Phosphophyllite. The mint green slag that Lunarians wish to grind up into powder. The small, eccentric gem who wanted nothing more than to help. Phos felt... a strange yet eager sense of protection over you.

When they let Bort take you, they wanted to hit Bort for that. They knew how.... aggressive Bort can get. They've been through all of Bort's... antics. They were just worried that they might break you... if small beings like you break as easily as them.

"Phosphophyllite?" You asked and they nodded. "[Y/n]?" They asked and you nodded. "So... what brings you here?" You questioned. "Wanted to check up on you is all. The others have been talking about you." You went wide eyed. "Really? Good things?"  You hoped. Phos smiled and nodded. 

The two of you started talking for the whole night about what the other has experienced. You talked about what you remembered about when humans roamed, and Phos talked about everything that happened to them.

Phos thought you were a good listener. You didn't try and cut them off. In fact, you even praised them for small accomplishments like when they mustered enough courage to push past their limits to try and save Antarc even if they failed. Phos thought... you were too nice. "Are all humans like you?" They asked, now concerned.

"How do you mean?" You asked with a tilt of your head. "Just... all preppy and nice?" They asked. When you searched through your memories though... "No. Not really..." Thinking back to stuff you leaned years ago, you started telling Phos stories about humanity. How corrupt and violent most were.  How they would lie and play with other peoples emotions. All the war, death, and suffering humanity had to go through.

Phos saw the sad look on your face and started to feel sad themself. They didn't seem to like it when you looked sad. They didn't know what to say for a few seconds. But then they remembered what Aechmea requested.

"Are you happy here?" Phos asked and went to sit beside you. You let them and took a deep breath. "I don't know... Most of them are nice. But... being the only human here... does make me feel... uncomfortable." Phos gave a nod. "I can understand. Its like... being an outcast right..?" Phos looked down, thinking about themself, Cinnabar, and Antarcticite. Phos was too weak,  Cinnabar had their venom, and Antarc used to work alone in winter.

You nodded. "They're fun. I just wish... I had more human interaction you know? Gems like Bort and Rutile, I can't tell if they're being sarcastic sometimes. And I always feel like I'm walking on eggshells around them." At your slight rant, Phos nodded, knowing the feeling well.

You chuckled. "You're the first gem I talked to about this." You smiled and brought your knees to your chest. Phos tensed up and stared at you for a bit before they chuckled and fixed their.. hair? (Yeah let's go with that...). "And Sensei" They asked and you shook your head no. "Haven't told Sensei either." Phos smiled, feeling pride well up in themself. The only one to share such secrets is Cinnabar... who... doesn't really talk to Phos ..

"So you want more human interaction?" They asked, reaching into their pocket. "It would be idle. Sensei is the closest to being a human but its just not enough..." Phos thought for a bit. Aechmea mentioned this before. "Ah- Affection-starved?" They asked. You flinched and groaned in embarrassment, shoving you head into you knees.

Phos sweatdropped, knowing they said the wrong thing. "H-How about you read this and go to sleep?" Phos left the note where they sat and quickly left. "Have a good night, [Y/n]."

As soon as Phos left, you lifted your head up and reached to the note. "Did Phos write it..?" You wondered and opened it up.

Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing Heaven, and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different birth,— And ever changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its constancy?

You felt your breath hitch as you read the words. It was a poem called "To the Moon". You remember learning a lot of history so seeing one from around 1700-1800 made you wonder who wrote it. There's no way Phos wrote it. And there was no way that Sensei knew about it...

You walked out of your room and wandered outside, staring up at the moon. "Phos is the closest to another human so far... and... from all the stories the other gems shared, Phos became more human... after coming back from the moon." You bit you lip and kept walking, staring at the moon as you did so. "To the moon.... The lunarians...." You went wide eyed at the sudden realization. "The lunarians tried getting me to go with them when I first met them... Even though I'm not a gem. And they did look more human than the lustrous... Sensei also told me how much Phos was an interest to them...."

You stared at the moon one more time. "Were humans able to live on the moon..?" Staring at the stars and the constellations You turned away and went back. Going back to your room and cuddled to the blanket. 

The next few days, you practically stayed by Phos' side the whole time. Even through all their stories about the moon. Phos just let you. You two ended up have quite the bond. Phos however, felt themself getting... much closer in a different way. They didn't expect a human to be so.... stunning in every way.

You also confronted Phos about the note. They spilled the beans. You were spot on about Phos wanting you to go to the moon. You simply promised not to tell. You didn't want to worry anyone after all. You ended up helping Phos in recruiting a few more gems to come to the moon with you. Dia, Yellow, Amethyst, Benito, Lex, Goshen, and Cairngorm had to come by force.

After recruiting them Phos was getting more... weird. They wanted to help you with everything and almost never left your side. You didn't protest. You liked having them around.

However, Phos was a mess. They were acting really unusual. Always following you like a little puppy. Aechmea never told them what to do if they felt this way. Same with Sensei. Phos always felt nervous around you and it was getting hard to keep a straight face. 

Finally, the day to leave came.

"[Y/n]. Are you sure you want to come along?" Phos asked. Knowing that if she did, she would be leaving most of the people she bonded with. She told them about some stories when she first arrived. Most were with Bort, Euclase, Jade, and Sensei after all.

"I'm positive." Slowly, [Y/n] walked up to them and placed their hand of their shoulder, despite how short she was comparted to them. 

Phos smiled and placed their hand on hers before intertwining them. "You won't be able to come back." You just nodded again.

You were completely okay with this. You've grown to care for the variant as much as Sensei did. But even more. You felt like Phos was the only gem who was the closest to being a real human.

Phos was... nervous. They never gotten close to someone this fast before... no one but Antarc. And most know what happened to them. Phos was just worried that the same would happen to [Y/n] if she went out of his view.

They looked behind them, staring at the other gems that agreed to go with them.

"Well... Let's Go" Phos smiled, holding your hand tight as they helped you onto the ship.

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Yeah I was more on story time…

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Since it was more like a story, I might do pt 2

[onarkopi]

Phos X Gem Reader

“Hey Phos, are you willing to help me out with these boxes?” Rutile asked Phos who was wandering around the school.

“Huh? Sure.”

Phos slowly walked their way to one of the boxes and groggily picked it up. Rutile looked over with an annoyed expression as Phos tried to make it clear to Rutile they weren’t feeling good.

“Whats gotten into you?” Rutile finally said.

Phos laid on the box and reached their arm to the air.“Oh, Rutile, I had done something so dumb!” Phos exaggerated.

“Just get with it already.” Rutile sighed.

“I made G/N upset…”

Phos slumped down to the floor in a fetus position. Rutile examined the poor gem’s figure. It seemed as if Phos had not gotten a single sleep at all.

[Riiiiing…]

“Eek! What the heck was that for!? You’re supposed to comfort me!” Phos backed away from Rutile who was now holding a hammer with a blank expression.

“Oh…right. What did you do to make them upset?”

Phos looked down in embarrassment for a minute but soon gained the confidence. Their eyes meeting Rutile’s expressionless face.

“I told them I was gonna fight out there with the rest of the gems.” Phos said.

Rutile did not respond but instead looked at Phos with yet no expression. Phos moved around awkwardly, fidgeting with their fingers. The silence between them was soon broken.

“You’re kidding, right?”

“Why would I be kidding!”

Rutile grabbed a box and placed it on the table.

“Look, how about you go talk it out with them, ok? I mean, with your low hardness you are for sure not the one who’s suitable to be out there. I can see why they’ll be upset. They care about you and your safety; I’m sure they wouldn’t want to lose you.” Rutile said.

Phos looked down in shame. Rutile was right, G/N did really care for them. In fact, they might be the only one who’s actually been concerned for them. Especially during that time when Phos got devoured by a big slug.

G/N was absolutely distraught with the news they received that day. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to go tell them that they have nothing to worry about.

“Alright!” Phos got up with pride and joy. Their hair and eyes shining brightly as Rutile huffs and puts the boxes in the shelf before Phos ran to look for their beloved gem friend.

“Thanks for helping.” Rutile muttered in a sarcastic tone before continuing their work.

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G/N was on duty to patrol and keep lookout for any unwanted visitors. Their (E/c) eyes skimming through the sky. They walked through the grassy field and waved at any gems from afar, though, their mind was stuck on a certain someone.

“G/N!”

A sudden voice came out of nowhere in which made G/N completely come back to reality, but unfortunately their reaction was a bit late.

As soon as G/N turned around, a huge crack can be heard from both the gems who had made impact.

“Ah, sorry…” Phos mumbled looking at the crack that had been formed on G/N’s forehead. Phos grabbed their now broken arm that was laying on the grassy plain.

“Be careful, you could’ve damaged yourself even more, or worse, be in the eyes of the lunarians!” G/N pulled Phos up to their feet and pulled them closer, looking out for any enemies. They couldn’t risk any harm being done to them.

“Why are you out here?” G/N questioned Phos.

“A-ah, well, I wanted to go talk to you about yesterday.” Phos looked down to their feet, their eyes darting back in fourth to G/N and the ground.

G/N furrowed their eyebrows but relaxed and smiled. They put their hand on the young gem’s shoulder, squeezing them.

“How about after patrol?”

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The color of h/c lit up the room as the jellyfish swim in the small wooden bowl. G/n was already in their white night gown and waited for Phos to appear on their doorway. Their eyelids heavy as bricks as they try not to fall asleep.

G/n had a feeling that maybe Phos wasn’t gonna show up, but before they could lay their head on the pillow, a mint colored gem was standing right in front of them.

“Ah, you’re here.” G/n yawned out, stretching their out.

Phos sat next to G/n who was still trying to not fall asleep at any moment. Their figure slumping and sitting right back up every time.

“I’ll make this quick!” Phos yelled out.

“When I said I wanted to fight out there, I didn’t mean to make you upset…I just really wanted to be useful,”The glowing light on Phos dimmed.

“I don’t want to do boring stuff, plus I can’t even do any of them right! So I think fighting those lunarians might be a good job for me! Although I’m not strong, I’m sure I can somehow make it.” Phos looked at G/n with pride but also a bit of doubt.

G/n pulled Phos into a hug.

“Phos, you slug! Why risk being a jewelry to the lunarians! You are useful, you have a meaning and although those jobs did not meet your expectations, that does not mean you’re useless! I want you to be safe…” G/n tiredly yelled out.

Phos looked out at the small window, the moon glowing brightly and illuminating around them.

“But you also risk your life out there, G/n.”

“So what? At least it’s not you. I don’t care if I get crushed by them.” G/n held onto Phos tighter.

“H-hey! You mean a lot to me too! I wouldn’t want to lose you, you’re the only gem who at least cared about me.” Phos mumbled under G/n’s night gown.

“I won’t mind risking my life for you, Phos.” G/n said before slumping down on the bed, along with Phos.

Phos stared at the wall.

Their mind was full of questions to G/n.

G/n can risk their life out there, but why can’t they? Phos means a lot to G/n and it makes sense for them to not want their friend to get captured, but what if the opposite happened?

Phos felt absolute dread of the thought of G/n being broken to pieces and lifted up to the lunarians.

“Phos, maybe tomorrow you can come to patrol with me. We can probably fight the lunarians if they arrive tomorrow, I’ll make sure to protect you.” G/n muttered.

Phos looked at G/n in surprise, but before the gem could say anything, G/n was already asleep. Phos examined G/n’s sleeping figure and scooted close to them, wrapping their arms around G/n’s hips.

“If anything were to happen to you, I’ll make sure I make those lunarians pay, or maybe we both can go to the moon.” Phos said to the sleeping G/n.

The light in the room dimmed as both the gems slept.

[eijiswritingbouquet]

Hello!!

This is a continuation of @eijisnotebook! (I couldn't get into my account><)

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I'm Eiji!

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I write 🤍

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[plagueoffools]

I saw that you write for land of the lustrous so i was thinking hat maybe you could write moon phos and a lunarian reader??

"GOD BLESS MY FLOWER, LET IT BLOOM FOR THE WORLD TO BEHOLD AND LET IT NOT BE SO COLD."

[REQ] MOON! PHOSPHOPHYLLITE / LUNARIAN! GN! READER

LAND OF THE LUSTROUS

[ slight ANGST ] 799 WORDS

[SEMI! HC AND SCENARIO FORMAT.]

⸺SONG the perfect girl by mareux

Moon Phosphophyllite is a gem of much curiosity, going through far and wide to busy his head in somewhere it shouldn't be. This is no surprise when you manage to catch his eye, though you take the form just as similar as all the many lunarians that he has become familiar with. He cannot seem to place where the source of his intrigue and fascination with you has originated from.

⸺Perhaps, it was the fact that you brought him back to a past. A past where he was not so burdened with the responsibilities that he holds today, he reminisces in memories filled with grassy bedding unlike the smooth surface of the cold floors he walks upon now.

⸺Though phos is a gem of confrontation, he finds just as much relief in glancing at your form from a distance as well. He decides in this one instance that he won't headbutt himself into the situation like he always does instead he'll simply just -stalk- watch you.

⸺He's a gem who has known helplessness like the back of his hand, like a familiar foe who he fights off every time he watches you slip past his peripheral vision or a familiar friend who he invites back when an unsettling void has settled inside of him.

⸺In his days of stress, he can't help but find relief in this odd -obsession- fascination he has harboured for you. A subject to take over his mind when he need not to think most, an object to pry his eyes away from visions he does not want resurfacing.

⸺ After a short amount of time ( he's a gem with a patience as low as his hardness ), he goes around subtly asking his fellow gems and lunarians. One time being as desparate enough to seek information of you from the admirabilis. Perhaps it was your odd nature, you had an aura of enigma that a curious person like he was magnetised to.

⸺ Sometimes, he finds himself searching for your presence in every room he walks in subconsciously. Sometimes, he even finds himself at places he has heard you frequented usually with a look of expectancy. Amongst the tall artificial meadows and gardens that overlook the scenery of kumera.

He discovered that you were a botanist of some sort, retrieving plants of varying kinds from earth and documenting them by writing encyclopedias. However, the plants retrieved from earth dies sooner or later due to the lack of oxygen that was supplied.

So you started to pursue a new project. To grow authentic plants on the moon, ones that could replicate the beauty and vibrancy the ones on earth held. Of course, it was discovered that the experiment had a difficult time progressing due to the moon's contrasting nature compared to earth's. Even though the meadows he stands in hold a serene view of vibrancy and colours, he'd find that after wandering through, a green house of sorts. The green house houses a view of solemnity, wilting petals are scattered on the floor as they slump.

Tragic, he mused at the odd division separating the tall moon flowers swaying along his movements and the wilting brown of the earth's flowers inside. However your form sticks out the most amongst all the slumping flowers. Your slouching form almost resemble the wilting flowers that you have encassed yourself with, unlike theirs your vibrancy never withered nor your beauty. ( That's what he thinks at least )

He reminisce back when he was tasked the same, almost wishing how he should've gone through with the job and gain some extensive knowledge just so he could find a reason to strike up a conversation of sorts with you.

Though with the overwhelming situation at hand, he finds it difficult to indulge himself in your presence. Usually being taken from here to there for this and that.

However he'd find that he wasn't the only one with a keen eye for engimatic figures,

With colours like the convolvulus tricolor plant, a true morning glory he was. You found yourself eyeing the gem often, it really wasn't your fault. How could you deny such an inviting glance? You were well aware of the effect you had on the gem, though you weren't aware of how deep the depth of this effect went.

It was still quite a comedic situation, peers would confront you one after another about the inquiring gem and it only brought a smile out of you after each one. It was only fair to reciprocate the interest he has showed, you were just as interested in the byronic hero as he was in you after all.

Unfortunately, work's calls and demands will not go unanswered. Though you walk in the same garden, you both have different paths to travel upon.

[nekoooooo-p]

Me: write and design headcanons on Yandere Phos for three hours

Me: click save in drafts because I have some work to do and now I won’t be able to finish it

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Me: ⚰️

[gustofnostalgia]

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nothing here yet...

[haroun31]

Can we see some headcanons of how Phosphophyllite would act when jealous (or Cinnabar), please? 🙏

By the way, love your blog 💘

•|Jealousy! Jealousy!|●

Various hnk gems when jealous: Phos | Cinnabar

●| Young Phos |●

● Young Phos would definitely be a hyper jealous type and he will be vocal about it.

● His jealousy steam from a place of insecurities, he was never liked his whole life from the other gems and you are one of the few that won't look bothered by his mere existence so of course he will latch on you like a koala.

● And of course he does get extremely jealous if you happen to act more cherry with the other gems and not him. What if you like them better than the peppermint gem? What if he is secretly bothering you and you talk behind his back? What if the other gems try to take away his only friend?

● "I'm your best best-friend, right? You love me better than Bort, right?" When Phos is jealous he instantly become even more clingy than usual, hugging your gloved arm, following you everywhere, wanting to have sleepovers. If you are starting to have doubts on who is the better friend among all the gems, Phos will have to show you that he is the funniest and most amazing gem in the whole island!

● If he feels that his friendship is threatened by someone he will try to direct your attention on him. And if you happen to shift your gaze on the peppermint gem and pat his head, Phos' expression will turn immediately mischievous, once you turn your back on him, and make a mocking gesture to the other gem, who will look at him weirdly.

●| Post-winter Phos |●

● Post-winter Phos is more closed in his display of emotions so he won't openly show his jealousy. He will keep it closed inside himself, pushing it down and down, repressing it until it will inevitably explode. It will slowly eat away his inclusion with no way of making it stop unless you magically understood that something was bothering him and reassured the hell out of this peppermint gem.

● Because he will not give away any signs that something is wrong. Maintaining that level cool display of chill and mature vibes that are inevitably just a mask to hide away his trauma. So good luck with catching his impending breakdown before it will catch him.

● Post-winter Phos will intensely look at someone who is too close to you and if that someone ever call him out he will simply wave them off with a chuckle and redirect the conversation away from his feelings, yet he could barely hear a crack from within inside him.

● And when he will inevitably breakdown, he will be a mess of alloy, dripping down from the cracks formed in his body and especially down his cheeks and eyes "You still love me, right? I'm not a weight to you. . .right?" The ugly feelings he kept locked away were too much and broke down the sealing, flooding his entire body and mind.

● At rock bottom he will ask you for reassurance that indeed, the jealousy eating him away, was a merely silly feeling his frail mind conjured up and not the truth. And of course you will reassure him that you could never love anyone like him ever, no matter what his mind tells him.

●| Moon Phos |●

● Moon Phos is a mix of the two.

● He won't be openly about showing his jealousy like his younger self but he won't also be quiet about it. Especially if someone is obviously flirting with you.

● He would playfully wrap his alloy arms around you, whining and joking about the fact that you are replacing him and that you don't love him anymore. At first glance he would look like his old clingy self, keeping you close, joking around, pouting, whining and all of that but this is just all a mask to hide his deeper jealousy.

● The one that come out when he is all alone, away from prying eyes. The one who would crack his insides like before he would lose his head. But as if he will ever show you this side of him. The cute, adorable, whining one is much much better and more lovely <3

● Someone gives him some love.

● He needs it.

● He needs it very badly.

● Either way get ready to be randomly kidnapped by two golden arms if Phos feels like you haven't give him enough love, so I hope you are ready for that "I wanna just some quality time with my partner! I have 102 years to make up for!"

●| Cinnabar |●

● Cinnabar doesn't like acknowledging his emotions and feelings. Like. . .ever. He will turn to dust before doing something so embarrassing. So of course his jealousy is something that he won't look at it twice until it becomes unbearable.

● Why does he feel like others are pulling you away from him when he knows your friendship is pretty secure? That's completely stupid and useless.

● He is the king of 'I-won't-admit-that-I-like-you-not-even-if-you-point-my-obvious-feelings-out'

● And since he never address his jealousy, he will just let it grow away, turning it into mean or snappy comments thrown your way. He will immediately regret them but, once again, he is not good with emotions.

● That jealousy could turn into insecurities and doubts will fill his mind, before he shoo them away, cross his arms and glare at the grass like it just killed his whole family.

● If you called out his jealousy, he would immediately deny it, looking away with deep read cheeks and a frown as the mercury around him danced restlessly. He won't ever admit to be jealous of your attention on others, never ever.

● . . .but it's nice when you try to apologize and make up for him.

[aventurineswife]

Hey! How about a break from my parental requests (there were 4 requests as I counted) with a totally normal one? (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

Anyway, I was wondering if you could make a reader based on a gem, it consists of the reader having a rather unique structure compared to his gem siblings, having holes in his chest. The reader does not care much about this fact because they can replace them with gems, with the characters Aventurine Sampo, Dan Heng and Jing Yuan, something else to add is that the reader would change the gem depending on the character: He explained to me, Aventurine with a Phosphophyllite gem of hardness 3, with Sampo with a Euclass gem of hardness 7.5, Dan Heng with an Alexandrite with a hardness of 8.5 and finally with Jing Yuan with a Phantom Quartz of hardness 7. I hope I have explained myself? Ó⁠╭⁠╮⁠Ò

-💤🩵 anon

Gems of the Soul

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Dan Heng x Reader, Sampo x Reader, Jing Yuan x Reader, Found Family, Emotional Bonds, Angst with Comfort, Slow Burn, Philosophical Themes, Vulnerability, Growth, Self-Discovery, Metaphorical Imagery, Introspection, Emotional Healing.

Warnings: Exploration of emotional trauma, themes of fragility and vulnerability, existential musings, potential for bittersweet moments.

A/N: I had a hard time writing this because I never watched the anime...🧍‍♀️

The first time Aventurine met you, his eyes gleamed with intrigue. The shimmering hue of your Phosphophyllite core caught his attention immediately. "Fragile," he remarked with a grin, tapping a finger against the gem embedded in your chest. "You’re gambling with life itself, aren’t you? How fitting."

Despite the fragility of your gemstone, you stood tall. You didn’t flinch under his calculating gaze, nor did you shy away from his sharp wit. Aventurine, for all his charm and strategic genius, had rarely met someone willing to expose their weaknesses so openly.

"You think fragility is a disadvantage?" you asked, your voice steady. "It’s a reminder to adapt, to evolve."

Over time, you became his confidant—someone who understood the delicate balance of risk and reward that Aventurine lived by. The way your gemstone changed after every encounter—cracking, chipping, and being replaced—fascinated him. Yet, he also found himself oddly protective, ensuring his schemes never pushed you too far.

One day, you confronted him. "You don’t need to keep gambling with yourself, Aventurine. Even the strongest strategists deserve peace."

For once, the man of a thousand masks faltered. In you, he saw the strength to acknowledge fragility without shame—a strength he secretly envied.

Sampo leaned back with his signature mischievous grin as you held out a piece of Euclase to slot into your chest. "So, you picked the wise and kind gem, huh? I’m flattered," he teased.

You smiled knowingly. "You’ve lived enough lives to appreciate this, haven’t you?"

Sampo wasn’t quick to analyze you. He watched, he joked, and he danced around your purpose with the ease of a merchant spinning a yarn. But the moment you placed the gem into your chest, he sobered. "Y’know," he murmured, "you’re a bit of a puzzle. People like me… we don’t deserve kindness, yet here you are."

Traveling with Sampo was chaotic but enlightening. Where others saw a swindler, you saw a man fighting to survive, a soul tired of constantly being one step ahead. The Euclase within you resonated with his hidden wisdom, giving him moments of clarity he rarely allowed himself.

"You’re not as selfish as you pretend to be," you told him once. "You just don’t think anyone will see beyond the façade."

Sampo laughed it off, but the way he lingered by your side spoke volumes.

Dan Heng’s eyes narrowed the first time you placed the Alexandrite gem into your chest. Its iridescent colors shifted under the light, much like his emotions—hidden yet always present.

"You don’t need to do that," he said softly, his tone laced with concern. "I don’t want to hurt you."

You shook your head. "This isn’t about fear, Dan Heng. It’s about understanding."

The Alexandrite gem was perfect for him. Just as it reflected multiple colors, Dan Heng’s past and present constantly collided within him. You understood his struggles—the isolation, the guilt, the fight against the storm raging inside.

When his anger or self-doubt bubbled to the surface, the gem in your chest pulsed with light, grounding him. "You don’t have to run from yourself," you told him. "You’re stronger than you think."

Over time, Dan Heng grew to trust you, allowing you glimpses of the man behind the stoic exterior. In return, your Alexandrite core remained unbroken, a testament to the strength he inspired in you.

Jing Yuan’s eyes gleamed with quiet curiosity as you inserted the Phantom Quartz into your chest. The layers of white and black within the gem mirrored his own duality—peaceful yet commanding, calm yet ever-watchful.

"I see you’ve chosen a gem with depth," he remarked, his voice like a gentle breeze. "Fitting, isn’t it?"

Jing Yuan was a man who carried the weight of centuries, yet his serene demeanor rarely faltered. You, with your multi-layered gem, became a mirror for his own internal conflicts. The Phantom Quartz spoke to both your insecurities and his—an understanding that neither of you needed to voice.

"You’re too hard on yourself," you said one evening as the two of you gazed at the stars.

"And you’re too selfless," he replied, his tone gentle but firm. "You put yourself in harm’s way for others. That’s not a burden you need to carry alone."

With Jing Yuan, you felt both the safety of his wisdom and the quiet sorrow of his regrets. The Phantom Quartz within you grew stronger with every moment, its layers shifting and intertwining—just like the bond you shared with him.