Something about finally being a mechanic, despite her dreams literally being achieved in a different world and universe. Along with having to conform to this society as a repairwoman to highly advanced androids meant to sing, dance, and entertain th...
A/n: I just found these pics and I am both mad that I can't find anything that has this sort of idea au in mind- LIKE lloooook
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(This art up here belongs to OMNIA_VOLO on X, idk if this is some sort of Hitmen or mafia Au but damn-)
Just whyyy ( ཀ͝∧ཀ͝ ) it soooi BEAUTIFUL
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(Idk who made this but still, ARGGG- are they a sort of businessmen? Owners of some underground thing? IDK)
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Okay I am genuinely tweaking out in a sad sort of way, imma make fanfics about this soon enough and QUICKLY, I need this in my B l o o d s t r e a m.
Alr enough of my tantrum, enjoy the this chapter that is fueled by my spite and grief for not finding fics of these ideas.
TW: Vibrating, Closed in Spaces, Horny voyeurism
(I'm that mad (ಥ_ಥ). Sorry not sorry boos.)
Eloni seemed to have his head stuck in the clouds, even when he was focused on the dance routines he had to repeat to perfection as punishment for sneaking out.
