(F/N) Xiao Long. This year marks his second as a student of Beacon Academy; one of the greatest schools dedicated to training of future huntsmen and huntresses. And this time he's joined by Ruby and Yang, his younger sisters and first years who seem intent on sticking their noses into the criminal underworld. Surrounded by friends and family, what could possibly go wrong? Who knows, but come whatever he'll protect his family.

You are a human who was condemned to the wasteland of Copper 9. You were able to survive the hellish landscape thanks to the help of some drones you happened to meet. The one who put in the most effort to help you was N, a 'disassembly drone' or something. Things take a turn for your friendship after a few months, and you're not sure you mind. You're also not sure you're straight now, but that's going to need some unpacking.

You're just a human living in the 31st century. Your parents have not been around a whole lot, so drones became your primary caregivers. This has molded the way you see people and drones as a whole and has made it difficult for you to fight the feeling you're beginning to develop for one drone in particular. The perfect woman: Cyn(don't @ me). The problem is, it's culturally accepted that humans and drones intermingling is a degenerate and fround on behavior. How will this affect your feelings? Well, read and find out. That's how stories work. I don't know. This is the first writing thing I'm letting people see. Feel free to tell me all my faults.

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#1 IN MURDER DRONES THREE DAYS AFTER POSTING IT????????? HELLO?????????????????????? When you awoke, it was not peaceful. It was not simple, as you'd been told. It was not to another face, catching you up to speed. It was with the sound of shattering glass and the sound of your sputtering gasps as you came into consciousness before you were decidedly ready to be awake. It was with the first thing you saw was yellows and flashing greens, purple hair of a body on the ground in front of the broken pod. It was to the feeling of cold air that was hard to breathe despite what you were told about acclimating. It was with gasps and scrambling barefoot out of the glass chamber, ducking yourself out under the thick piece of solid black metal, avoiding stepping on pieces of shattered glass. You awoke not to peace, but to danger. ---- Simply put: A Human (you) stumbles out of a cryogenic pod after 17 years in cryo, and now it is everyone 's problem (exaggeration) Originally posted to Ao3, now posted here

"Pray" "UwU" Help I forgot who the cover art belongs to-

What the title said. You are a Worker Drone BTW Slow Updates because My motivation is dying. Cover art by me

A collection of Oneshots made by me! (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠) I will write plenty of short stories here if I cannot write much on my first story "Dissimulate & Disassemble" (Which you should check out btw-) Art cover by: Me Stories written by: Me

Murder Drones has reached its end, and... idk how I should be feeling rn. Even if I had a fair share of "meh" and "not sure about this", I'm still gonna write about it because, other than the sci-fi horror, N is the only thing that keeps me attached to this series. The show itself was good, but the N@zi shit is what knocked it down. Btw, I ated Uzi. ⬅️ (Not a typo, actually what I wrote) ... N is mine. ... ... ... ... ... ... ... Uzi? N? V? J? Thad? Lizzy? Doll? Tessa? Cyn? Alice? Nori? Yeva? The butler? The maids?(And more upcoming characters)! You'll find them all right here, waiting for you... ... ready to brutally murder you? ... or to be your soulmate? (Fair warning : Some of these oneshots will be messed up, meaning twisted and a bit disturbing!!)

Because I didn't want to scrounge my 33 books so far.