Summary: Worker Drone! Reader, Escaped From The Hands Of Another Murder Drone. So, N, Being The Cinnamonroll

summary: worker drone! reader, escaped from the hands of another murder drone. so, n, being the cinnamonroll he is, comforts them <3

character: n

a/n: i need to watch md again, it's been too long.

✎ n wouldn't let anyone or anything touch you. it could litterally be a bug and he would keep you away from it.

❛ n, it's just a ant... ❜

❛ but still! ❜ :(

✎ he's trying okay? just let him baby you for a while.

✎ I feel he would be the best at cuddles, like????? he's the definition of a golden retriver. he would be affectionate and snuggly x10 when you're upset.

✎ he's wrap his tail around you, but is extra careful not to poke you with the nanite acid, he doesn't want to hurt you more.

✎ he's be down to talk about it, that is if you'd finished crying or being silent. he wouldn't pressure you though.

✎ but no, I think he's get a bit snappy and paranoid, like just a tad. like he is paranoid you'd get hurt again and he'd snap at v from how paranoid he is.

✎ like he's just a anxious baby.

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S C E N I C

character: sal fisher

reader pronouns: n/a

a/n: not proof read, just sal fisher fluffiness. enjoy ♡︎

A soft hum escaped your lips as you tried to help Sal, helping him out with his bloody nose. The rag in your hands getting soiled with the crimson fluids.

You didn't understand why he did it. You found it reckless, from your point of view. Angering Travis... for what? That was the question looming over your head. Weighing down your thoughts.

You took another good look at Sal's face, a soft smile tugging at your lips. You seemed content whereas Sal was sobbing.

"What's wrong?" You cooed, wiping the tears off his face while his fingers fumbled with the straps of his prosthetic. Keeping that soft smile on your face.

"It's just.... you didn't scream... or get grossed out...." He mumbled, his voice strained from all his sobbing.

"Why would I? There's nothing wrong." You tried to help him regain some self confidence back, it maybe feeble, but you couldn't stand him thinking badly about his face.

You watched the faint freckles on the bridge of his nose scrunch up alongside the rest of his remaining nose skin.

"But... look at me! My ..... my face!" His adoring blue eyes seemed ready to cry again, well, one of them since one of his eyes were glass. And the nerves around the glass eye were damaged, making that eye unable to shed tears.

"Sal, you look handsome." Your hands cupped his cheeks, thumbs rubbing both the scarred and unscarred skin. Feeling the textures under your fingertips and his tears hitting them.

"I am...?" His tone wavering. He looked vulnerable and precious with his face cupped in your hands.

"You are." A bright smile beared on his features and the saddened look faded into nothingness. He hugged and held you close. With a cheeky grin on his face he spoke,

"Hum to me again, I love your voice."

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Pluviophile

summary : your looking out the window of the ADA and a certain brunet catches your attention.

paring : osamu dazai x reader

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You were looking out the window of the ADA. Watching as the little rain droplets slide down the window. Your fingers touched the cold surface of the window. Causing multiple droplets to abruptly fall, much before their time. Your gaze is focus on the nightlights of the city, you try so hard to keep safe. 

"Fancy to see you here." A voice had called out to you. You saw a tall brown haired man approach you. His hands stuffed into the pockets of his curry udon coloured jacket.

As you were trying to register who he was, he was right next to you. His chocolate coloured orbs lit up from the reflection of the city lights. "I thought you would of headed home by now." He told you. Eyes never straying from the window. 

 "How's Kunikida been treating you? Piling you up with paperwork, yet?" He joked. Letting out a hearty chuckle. A wide cheeky smile hugged at his lips.

You had observed his relationship with Kunikida from the days prior. It was this chaotic relationship. But yet it was solidly built upon trust. "I don't think we have properly been introduced yet, my name is Osamu Dazai." His gaze broke from the window, and he was now looking at you.

"(y/n), (y/n) (l/n)." You had finally spoken to him. Your (e/c) irises darting from the window to his face. "Well (y/n), I'm quite impressed." You tilted your head as if to say you don't quite get what he is trying to say. "I'm mean you haven't had a visit to Dr.Yosano yet." Silence had befallen upon you two. It wasn't a awkward silence. No. I was more like a comfortable one. 

Like there was no pressure to keep talking. Both just simply enjoying each other company. You flipped open your phone to check the time. It was 7pm now. How long were you standing here with Dazai for? "Say, you do know you've gotten a complaint? Right?" He asked. Voice clearly laced with curiosity. "No." Was all you said. 

He open his mouth, then closed it. Like he wasn't sure on what to say next. "It was about that you're never really, how do I put this? Serious? Like its a life or death situation and you don't seem to care." He stated, finally.

You thought at this moment he was expecting a long reply from you. But what happened was just a deadpan stare. To him, the look on your face was one that was to say, he had just insulted you. And you were. He had accidentally insulted you. Saying you 'don't care', was quite rude. Now instead of a comfortable silence, it was one that stings. Looming around you two like a bad stench. 

You were silent. So was he. Both of you didn't know how to continue this conversation. And yet you still stood next to each other. Not exactly enjoying each other's company, but not hating it at the same time. As time went on the room grew colder. Rain had picked up and had gotten heavier. You were dreading going home at this point. You felt something placed on your shoulders. It was a coat. Dazai's beige coat. He must've picked up on you being cold. 

"Thank you." You said. He smiled. "I think Miss (y/n), we should be heading home now." He said as he outstretched his arm to guide you. You took it, a soft smile growing on your face. 

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You write for Murder Drones, so um... Could I see hcs for Uzi, V and Doll with an adopted human child that's heavily implied to have had a very difficult, sad and painful past before they took them in? The child is extremely quiet, timid and fearful and is prone to nightmares and crying and is very touch-starved. Sorry if this is breaking any rules

summary : headcanons of uzi, v and doll taking care of a human child.

paring : uzi, v and doll w adopted human reader

reader pronouns : they/them

⌞uzi ⌝

✎ Uzi would make faces for them all the time!

✎ She's definitely using absolute solver to play with them!

✎ Let's face it, Uzi probs doesn't sleep much to begin with. She'd 110% stay up with them if they had a nightmare.

✎ She's curious of what happened to them, yet she won't pry into it.

✎ Uzi would personally strive to take care of them as best as she can.

✎ Uzi would take them into to school with her all the time.

⌞ doll ⌝

✎ Doll wouldn't be the best at comfort. But she tries.

✎ Doll would also never let them out of her sight.

✎ If they wonder off a bit to far, she's use her absolute solver to move them closer to her.

✎ Like Uzi, she'd use absolute solver to play with them.

✎ She'd would never let them anywhere near her parents. For obvious reasons.

✎ Doll would also leave them out of her whole murder worker drones deal.

✎ I don't think she believes in nightmares, but would try to make them feel better. Even if she thinks their non-existent.

⌞ v ⌝

✎ V 100% has a habit of wrapping her tail around the child to keep them by her side.

✎ She is always mindful of their presence.

✎ She has taken multiple blows to keep them safe.

✎ V may not be very affectionate, but she'd show her love in otherways.

✎ VERY overprotective

✎ She'd try to keep the fact she kills worker drones as secret as possible.

✎ On the topic of nightmares though, I don't think V personally has had any in her life. But would try to get them to sleep again if they had one.

✎ She might snap at times, but would always try to make it up.

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