Okay. So, let's all just agree that some stories can be pretty cliché, right. I mean - do you wanna tell me you never been reading a story and thought "yo, what the hell, that makes no sense, people don't act like that in real life, what's up with the cliché thing, damn."? Yeah, it's that feeling we're going against here. So this THING, whatever it is, will feature all your good ol' clichés, but from an aromantics point of view. Or just call it a parody or something, I dunno. You do you. Nice talking to ya. Same time next week?

A phighting fic of Subspace. This has a few headcanons of what I think Subspace was like before he turned into an evil gremlin. Blood warning! Gore? Cover art is done by me

Khan dies not too long after Nori, and Uzi is left alone. The drone child quickly falls into disrepair, becoming rusted and glitchy. Uzi is only barely able to survive, she is forced to change herself in ways no Worker Drone ever has before. J knows that her coworkers are lonely. As much as she refuses to admit it, she was lonely as well. So when N brings in a strange Disassembly Drone who seems to have just as isolated a life as the rest of them, who is she to turn them away? (Originally from Ao3, I am crossposting) Highest Rankings: #1 in Murderdrones, #2 in Body Horror, #2 in Eldritch, #5 in Glitch, #6 in Robots, #18 in Hurt-Comfort, #25 in Polyamory, #341 in Angst

if you read this on ao3 then. yeah hii hello i wrote this. don't tell the ao3 readers shhhh - A FATEFUL NIGHT TRANSPIRES WITNESS THE WHIRLING WONDER OF 228'S RAMPANT DESCENT INTO THE INPHERNO! another self-insert in the PHIGHTING! universe, but if the main character was a horrible individual and made a crap wish. warnings :: contains depictions of parasites, rotting, corpses, and parasites in rotting corpses.

Reoccurring nightmares. A murderous plan that just won't go away. You think owning a garden is hard? Honey please, this is only the beginning. - A few years after moving to Yoyle City, Pin is faced with the same horrifying nightmare.. A garden. Her dead friends. And hands. She couldn't bring it up without trembling in fear. She couldn't think about it without tears filling up in her eyes. So what could she do? Recreate the dream in reality? ... AU is mine. This WILL HAVE GORE SO. Gore warning to anyone who doesn't enjoy murder or gore. Other than that, enjoy..