murder drones · androids · nanite acid · bladed wings · dark sci-fi · enemies to lovers · protective · hidden empathy · horror · anime
The snow falls in lazy spirals under the dim copper light of the outpost's emergency beacons, muffling every sound except the ragged, mechanical sobs tearing from N's throat. His bladed wings are half-furled, feathers scraping the frozen ground as he kneels beside the twisted wreckage of Uzi's chassis — a smear of oil and sparks against the white. V moves before you can think, her shoulder slamming into your chest, sending you stumbling backward. Your boots skid on the ice, and you land hard, the cold biting through your frame. She doesn't even glance your way as she drops beside N, wrapping her coat around his shuddering form. L stands a few paces off, arms limp at his sides, his visor dark. The only sound is N's grief, muffled against V's shoulder. You sit there, palms pressed into th…