(Aviso!: Es un AU con temática de reino!) Dos personas, del mismo género pero de diferentes clases sociales... uno hablador, amable, pero con el miedo de quedar solo para siempre. El otro, serio, incapaz de mostrar demasiadas emociones... y sin la habilidad del habla. Dicen que los opuestos se atraen, no?

There were not many good fanfictions for this ship, I literally ran out of content in one day .-. And well, I had a few headcanons so I decided to make this story. Yayyy. I'm also sorry about my other fanfics, I still don't know if I'm going to continue them. I'm just kinda out of the undertale fandom so yeah. Now, a bit information about this fanfiction: •There's gonna be some blood and angst •After that only fluff probably lol. • It's noob x guest666 or, nooest idk •Guest666's story isn't canon in this. I just changed a few things to make it more interesting. •The roblox world is the real world to them, they still know about hacking and cheating and stuff but that's normal for their world. •It plays in highschool •I'm probably not gonna mix up „they're" „their" and „you're" „your", but I'm still learning english so there might be some mistakes. •and yeah i guess that's it *COVER IS MINE*

📜~The elevator descends into the void, the party lights have gone out, a broken soul trembles before the cold of the hands that once cared for it. You stole every sparkle, every piece, leaving only cracks in the floor, and today you suffer as you watch with bewilderment how another soothes the tears of their grief. The birthday boy leaves with the tough guy, leaving you trapped in your past, karma has left you deaf and mute, in the place from which you were banished.📜~ ─── ⋆ 🪐 ⋆ ─── -"¡Wait!... Poob, please, just listen to me once..." -Pest's voice trembled, broken, as he held a handful of coins that were now worthless. -"It's late, Pest " -Poob replied. His voice no longer held its former joy, but a cold calm that hurt more than any insult. -. "I gave you every part of my heart... and all you wanted to see was that you didn't care about anything." Brad stepped forward, placing himself between them. He gripped the crowbar tightly in his gloved hands and glared at Pest with utter contempt. .-"H3 541D 637 L057, B17CH. L37'5 60, P4R7Y 6UY... L37'5 637 0U7 0F 7H15 DUMPST3R.". Pest could only watch in suffocating silence as Poob turned around, slowly walking away into the darkness on Griefer's arm, without looking back even once. .

Noob era un híbrido que escapo de un laboratorio, quedandose en un bosque frio, pero no por mucho tiempo🌿 °⚠️ Avisos⚠️ ° °faltas de ortografía° °Vocabulario irresetuoso° °contenido +18° °Etc° Está historia esta inspirada en una serie de un niño que era un híbrido que nació en medio de una infección

GUEST x NOOB | SHORT STORY / HUMANIZED AU [HUMANIZED AU - Inspired by the song "Fool-Me-Not" by rattlepate] How long does it take before the old is erased by the new? Guest (17 years old) lives with a constant fear that weighs heavily on his chest: the fear of becoming a ghost of the past and being replaceable. Despite being the oldest, his emotional stability depends entirely on the attention of his father, Roblox, and the others. In a world full of new trends and myths of living legends, Guest feels his light fading. The trigger for his anxiety is Noob (16 years old). Although Noob is his only unconditional support and the son of the respected John Doe and Jane Doe, Guest can't help but develop a silent and painful envy towards him. Noob is loved, he's the shining face of the system, and the fear that Noob will eventually replace him becomes an obsession. A short and complex story about dependency, hidden envy, and the conflict of loving the same person you fear will steal your place.

Guest tiene un pasado que no le gusta recordar, pero que su propio cuerpo le hace recordar cada vez que quiere hablar.... Pero esta vez quien se lo recuerde no será su laringe, sino los culpables de todos sus problemas... pero menos mal que esta Nooby a su lado, no? -------------------------------- Este One shot abarca temas como el abuso infantil y problemas en casa. Este universo le pertenece a SoyBean, una animadora de Roblox en YouTube, si quieres entender el contexto mirad su canal! También son un poco gays pero nada de que preocuparse (aunque si eres homofobic@ será mejor que no interactúes conmigo Porfavor) Un poco de Nooest para el corazon, no? :D No olvidéis de comentar por favor 🫶

Headcanons y algún que otro one-shot sobre estos dos que amo con mi vida 𐔌՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ ՞𐦯. Créditos correspondientes al creador de la imágen 😚.

‼️Contains dark themes such as violence, depression, strong language (at times), and grief. The world of Robloxia is inching closer and closer to its doom. Corrupted Robloxians are starting to appear more than usual, more disappearances are becoming prevalent, and mysterious groups have taken over worlds. Guest, who is an isolated and introverted Robloxian, and Noob, who is a social and extroverted one, crossed paths with each other seemingly in the middle of it all. They make new friends, forge stronger relationships, and most of all, reveal the twisted truth of what's happening in Robloxia. They need to keep up. They don't have a choice. Tomorrow's another day. (GuestNoob fanfiction) (Art and story made by guestythebloofin) . . . Follow my socials! @guestythebloofin Instagram Tiktok X (Twitter) Tumblr Wattpad YouTube

In the vast world of Roblox, the legend of Guests is something many prefer to ignore, but for Noob (18 years old), it's a wound that refuses to heal. A year ago, he and Guest (19 years old) were more than just gaming partners; they were each other's refuge, a promise of loyalty that seemed unbreakable. But the updates didn't just erase code, they broke hearts too. After the great system purge, Guest didn't disappear as everyone thought. He returned, but he's no longer the protective boy Noob loved. Having become cold and blinded by resentment toward registered users, Guest has aligned himself with the opposing side, transforming their old love into a dangerous rivalry. Now, as the servers fragment and the war between "registered" and "exiled" erupts, Noob must face the harshest reality of all: to survive, he has to stop fighting for the past. Between painful memories and burning battles, Noob repeats the same lie to himself over and over: "I'm starting to forget you..." Can love survive when the system forces you to be the enemy of the one you once loved?