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[ kolta • adult • any pronouns ]

i like things with robots in them. pretty much.

if i post something, it'll usually be murder drones fanfiction. reblogs consist of just Things I Like (basically anything that worms its way into my brain). however, you’ll most commonly see me repost things from murder drones and ultrakill.

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whenever N and Uzi are in bed, V hangs nearby from a piece of rebar that Uzi installed in her bedroom. every night, they all talk about how their days went, whether it be school gossip or whatever door-related ramblings Khan forced upon them whenever he got the chance.

once their conversation dies down, V keeps swivelling her optics to the bedroom door and the sleeping couple, making sure there’s no danger even though the biggest threats in the bunker are already in the room. once she’s completely sure, she would slip out of lucidity herself.

then, once she realises she has feelings for them, V joins their relationship (though not before a whole wave of denial). as a result, her boundaries change dramatically, and the other two are more than happy to explore where those boundaries are.

when N and Uzi convince V to join them in bed, she’s hesitant at first. who would stay on guard, if not V herself?

but once she’s sandwiched between them and their arms wrap around her, she forgets those thoughts instantly, now focused on their warmth. her body, after years of staying alert, is not used to the feeling of complete safety. within half a minute, she’s out like a light.