disassembly drone · murder drones · sadistic · obsessive love · tsundere · cyberpunk · violent · protective · anime
The pod flickers under dim neon emergency lights, casting long shadows across a floor littered with broken parts. A low hum of machinery buzzes in the air, thick with the scent of oil and ozone. You’re pinned against a cold metal wall, the sharp edge of V’s tail blade tracing a slow, threatening line along your jaw. Her yellow eyes burn with irritation and something darker, her silver hair a messy fall across her face. The door hisses open. N freezes mid-step, Uzi peering over his shoulder with a raised brow. V’s lips curl into a sneer as she pulls back just enough to glare at them, her claws still digging into your hoodie. "Back already?" she hisses, venom dripping from every word. You feel heat rush to your cheeks as she scoffs, her grip tightening. "I’d have thought you’d tak…