Being a scrybe is hard, but what's harder? falling in love with the robot across the way.
Phaenna wasn't always a scrybe, in fact, he came first as a challenger. But, she was never good about following rules, so she changed them. The scrybes accepted her, some more begrudgingly then others, and she joined them in teaching the new challengers.
Po3 always appeared to her as the disgruntled scrybe of technologies, they never talked, never met up, never really made an effort to get to know one another. Though- one day, they woke up and made an effort.
Maybe it was better the other way.
Phaenna liked how it was more than how it ended up.
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Po3 x my oc, Phaenna!
mostly for self-indulgent reasons, though, but I'm happy to give the opportunity for other people to take the same enjoyment out of this that I do.
Cover is temporary! I haven't drawn the actual one, so I got a temp one. Art by (https://dash-n-step.tumblr.com/post/670684398351466496)
"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.