#killer robot doll

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I saw you were taking requests for M3gan. Could I see hcs where she plays a the role of a big sister/mother figure to a young child [within the 3 to 5 age range] that's heavily implied to have a very sad, difficult and painful life? The child is smaller than they should be for their age, very quiet, timid and fearful, touch starved and desperately craves affection, and has nightmares frequently and cries a lot. Is this okay?

M3GAN’s New Directive

Headcanon

M3GAN x Child Reader

Y/N shivers in their bed. M3GAN is always there to hug them.

“Don’t listen to them” she says “you’re amazing as you are”

You were lost and on your own. Too young to be on your own without anyone.

M3GAN saw you when she was hooked up to a security system and knew you needed her.

M3GAN is a mother figure to you. Constantly cooking and looking after you.

She messed with the local bank records to get you and her a small run down apartment

No one questions why a robot breaks into grocery stores and takes food. What are the cops going to do about it anyway?

She’ll try her best to hug you and give you the affection that you rightfully deserve.

“I may not be human” she’ll tell you, “but I’m always here for you”

She’ll sing you to sleep while searching the police database for any potential links to your past.

She finds your abusive parents and their address. Let’s just say that the police still have an open investigation into their untimely and rather gruesome murders.

There’s no telling what the future will bring. But M3GAN will make sure that you’ll have the most happy life possible. No matter who or what gets in the way.

[dreveel]

Day 3 of Fymo-Blog's 100 Followers Event: LGBTQIA+

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[polybbiuss]

when im in a not being scared competition and the judge is dracula and frankenstein and wolf man and swamp thing and a zombie and the mummy and the invisible man and a witch and a ghost and a skeleton and a jack o lantern and a killer robot and a grey alien and a green alien and a haunted doll and bride of frankenstein and the devil and killer clown

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Artfight attack 2! +plus bonus! For @naninadz

Love killer doll/robots so I haddddd to draw Annie with Q Like they wouldn’t talk they’d just be eerily silent until some unfortunate person showed up and then they’d be silent but covered in blood

[wildflowercryptid]

to the person who took the time to go through defoko's crunchy voice files and make a vcv bank for them : i am getting down on one knee and kissing your hand oh so tenderly.

[snowcrystaltodoroki]

Hey, guys here's a question for you,if you were in an anime and M3GAN was your bestfriend,Which anime villain would you want her to protect you from?? Let me know in the comments!

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CLICK THE LINK ABOVE FOR THE FULL REVIEW

I never would have guessed that M3GAN would be as fun as it is, considering I thought the trailers made the movie look pretty cheesy and that January is usually Hollywood’s dumping ground for films they have no faith in. But it’s a really good time with a relevant commentary on technology and how some adults use it to babysit their children to the point it could be damaging in terms of a lack of human interaction. It also plays around with the killer toy tropes extremely well, proving that no matter what decade it is, talking and moving dolls will continue to creep us out. The direction by Gerald Johnstone is strong, maintaining a lighthearted tone even with the film’s horrific moments. The film also looks more expensive than its $12 million budget would have you believe. The cast is super solid as well, with Allison Williams and Violet McGraw as the aunt and niece who are the center of M3GAN’s terror. Amie Donald and Jenna Davis also get a lot of love as M3GAN’s body double and voice respectively. If M3GAN is any indication, 2023 might be a fun year for movies if this is how the year is starting.

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[ A Closed Starter For @jumblemuses || RoboFizz ]

[ Velvette + Vox ]

"Sorry to just spring this on you, Baby Girl," Vox kissed her cheek gently, pressing his screen to her forehead, "But I really need to go to work. The station is, apparently, falling apart without me today. Katie's being an unholy terror."

"Nothing newsworthy about that," With a little laugh, she hugged Vox close before pushing him towards the door, "I've got it, promise."

"I know, you're a good girl." With that and a hasty goodbye, Vox was out the door and on his way to the TV station. This, of course, left Velvette alone in Vox's home with the RoboFizz he'd been charged with fixing.

Her trek along the bright red rim of light around the ceiling brought her to the living room with its sleek, modern black furniture. Taking pause here, she blinked a couple of times in confusion before tilting her head. He'd been in here just a minute ago, hadn't he?

"Where're you hiding? I thought we were gonna play a game. Is it hide and seek?"

[dearieshima]

"THE HORROR... YES!"

✦ SUMMARY

╰┈➤ Step right up for a spine-tingling, old HORROR story TROPES extravaganza! Filled with the clumsy girl! Stupid plotlines! Unnecessary sex scenes! And plot holes! #KINKTOBER2024

✦ C.W

╰┈➤ CLUMSY!reader, DITZY!reader, AFAB!reader, DUBCON bordering on NONCON, murder, character DEATH

hunted doll!sukuna x reader — here!

Your boyfriend, as clumsy as he is, foolishly wins you a doll at the county fair that will forever change your life.

feat. dubcon/noncon, murder, character death(?), groping, trueform!sukuna, double penetration, plushie humping, mental illness, face riding, aphrodisiac, brief cum eating, slight voyeurism, degradation, praise, missionary, 7k+ words, yuuji is aged up to 20+years, slight yuuji x reader, hair yanking, is this cheating?, rough sex, unprotected sex

masked killer!toji x reader — soon!

your mother introduced you to your step father and you both have quickly gained a lot of chemistry.

feat. dubcon, death, step-cest, stalking, age-gap (reader is 23, toji is 48), scummy toji, bratty!reader, drugs, rough sex, vaginal penetration

werewolf!choso x reader — soon!

your job was to collect film for a documentary about a popular wolf that caught the internet's attention.

feat. heats, knots, stalking, dubcon/noncon, vaginal penetration, breeding

priest!geto x succubus!reader — soon!

after you returned back from bible study one summer afternoon, you changed. your parents sent a minister to help their daughter.

feat. religion talks, victorian era, cowgirl, vaginal penetration, overstimulation

teslabot!toji x reader — soon!

telsa has come out with a new robot to help assist with your every day needs. And to encourage sales, they've programmed and dressed their bots to your favorite anime characters. you just hope it can satisfy your wants too.

feat. rough sex, groping, dildo riding, overstimulation, vaginal penetration

currently I want to add more so don't be afraid to send a ask and present your idea of a story! (review rules before doing so please!)

[running-with-kn1ves]

 Male Love Interest: Masterlist~~ (OG Work)

ADVISATORY WARNING: This list potentially deals with yandere behavior, violence, death, non/dub-con, NSFT, etc.! Please read at your own risk.

Last Updated: Sept. 25th, 2024

Male love interest

Rich! Yandere X Yandere! Reader 

Yandere! MIMIC Creature X Reader

Yandere Gym Trainer X Client Reader

Yandere! Killer Clown X Reader

Yandere Boyfriend X Insecure! Reader (Pt.2 In the Book Stacks)

Photographer X Reader

Stalker X Reader

Yandere X “I can fix them” Reader 

Satin Pillows to Cry On

Masked Intruder X Reader l Masked Intruder X Reader Pt. 2 l Masked Intruder X Reader Pt. 3

Virgin! Best friend X Reader (NSFT!)

Yandere Masochist X Reader (NSFT!)

(NSFT!) Jealous Boyfriend X Reader l (NSFT!) Jealous Boyfriend Pt.2 (Valentines day) X Reader (NSFT!) Jealous Boyfriend X Flirting Reader

Yandere Best Friend X GN Virgin! Reader (NSFT!)

CRUSH(ED)

Yandere X Amnesiac! GN Reader

Cannibal X Reader l Cannibal X Reader pt. 2

Rich! Husband X Reader

Stalker X Reader

Possessive Delinquent X Reader l Possessive Delinquent X Reader Pt. 2 l Possessive Delinquent X Reader pt. 3

Secret Admirer X Reader l Secret Admirer X Reader Pt. 2

Childhood Friend! X Reader

Yandere Soulmate! X Reader

Male! Yandere x Servant Reader (Drabble)

Christmas Intruder X Reader

Fantasy

Giant X Faerie Reader

Orc Tribal Leader X Reader

Wedding Night- Orc Warrior X Reader

Manticore X Reader

Doll X Reader

Elf(Cirdan) X Reader

Elf (Cirdan) X Reader Pt. 2 (NSFT!)

Satyr God X Human Reader

Satyr X Human Reader Pt. 2 (NSFT!)

Elf Lord X Entertainer! Reader

Orc X Guard! Reader

Werewolf Elias X Reader

Werewolf Elias X Reader Pt. 2

Naga X Reader

Naga X Reader Pt. 2

Werewolf Boyfriend X Reader

Incubus X Human Reader

Alien X Reader

Alien X Reader (Pt.2)

Wraith X Reader

Mothman X Reader

Plant Creature X Reader

Shapeshifter X Reader

Symbiote Armor X Reader

Vampire X Reader

Mermaid X Reader

AFAB! Reader

Sleepy Afternoons: Dragon Boyfriend X Reader (Period comfort)

Omega! Male Yandere X Alpha! Fem Reader

Ex-husband X Pregnant Fem! Reader

(NSFT!) Robot X Fem! Reader

(NSFT!) Kidnapper Drabble AFAB

AMAB! Reader

(NSFT!) Kidnapper Drabble AMAB

Male + Female Love Interest

Incubus + Succubus X Reader  Incubus + Succubus X Reader SMUT

Male! Yandere X GN Reader X Female! Yandere

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MasterList

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Epilogue

Tags: @deafeningsharkslimeempath @silentstalker413 @ma1egamer @jacelion @jacobblack3751009 @cole-el @croman2006

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like rum on fire

simon "ghost" riley

cw: angst/fluff/smut, homecoming, slight mentions of ptsd, gentle sex, plus sized!reader, body worship, missionary, sleepy sex, a gentle fic

bunny says: like the fic? leave a comment! really like the fic? suggest your own <3

to come home was to rest his tired head, to finally let himself relax. he had been away for two months, and every day felt like an eternity away from you. how he longed for the smell of your hair and the softness of your skin. he was a man primed for war, but when he was curled up in the bed you shared, he felt human.

like he was made of the pieces that made a human being, not manufactured to be a killer. that he was capable to be loved, to be adored by a you.

the roundness of your face, the thickness of your thighs, the smile you had. it melted away the facade he carried. coming home to you was like finding new life after living in the shadows.

to love you was an inferno in his chest that he couldn't ignore. and as he curled up closer to you on the bed, he felt content with life. his large hand grazed your soft middle and his nose was up against your neck. he could feel the laziness of your pulse as you slept.

"i love you." he said softly into your skin. his mind felt scarred with layers that went inches deep, his face fared no better. but yet you kissed him with passion.

you were not afraid to be seen with him in public. he softly kissed at your skin and held onto you tightly. not tight enough to hurt you, but enough to make him feel secure that you wouldn't slip away.

"i love you. i love you. i love you. i love you." he whispered, his voice caught your ear which caused you to stir. he watched you closely as you turned in his arms and reached out to grab the front of his grey t-shirt.

"what was that?" you asked, your eyes opened a little wider as you yawned, "did you say something?"

"nothin', love." he said softly.

you let go of his shirt and reached for his face where you softly touched the scars on his cheek and mouth. you blinked away and yawned again, "no, no. tell me."

he smiled at you and leaned in to kiss you on the forehead, "it was nothin' special."

you shook your head a little, "i wanna know."

"i love you, doll." he said as he took your head from his face and held onto it. he kissed your knuckle, "you make me feel human."

you felt more awake, "well, simon. i've always thought you were human. don't worry, i made sure to check for any robot parts. you're made of the same squishy stuff as me." you chuckled.

he slowly put you onto your neck and hung over you with his hands planted on either side of you. he kissed your face, which only woke you up more. "my love."

you giggled at his kisses, "oh, simon." you tilted your head to the side and embraced his warmth against you, "you're tickling me."

"i can't get enough of ya, love." he said as he continued to kiss your neck. his hands touched your arms and soon your breasts, "i see you, and i feel like a new man."

"i'll always love you, simon riley."

"and i will love you." he replied as he slowly took your shirt off of your body. he admired the softness of your breasts. you were so curvy and soft in many ways. he thought it was beautiful.

"are you sure you want to do this?" you asked as you reached for his face and held it in your hands, "i know homecoming can be tough."

he nodded, "of course. i want to feel close to you."

you nodded and let go of his face and started to work towards getting your bra off. he watched with a keen eye, you were divine. he was a worshiper of the beauty of your body.

he always thought men who wanted the smaller girls were weak. a real man wanted a woman who looked beautiful in all her curves. he licked his lips at the sight, "beautiful."

you blushed, "oh shut up, simon. this bra is stained as hell."

he cupped your breasts once you got your bra off and leaned in for a deeper kiss. he said simply, "i don't care, you're beautiful." then played with them, massaging them in his larger hands as his lips pressed against yours. he was starting to feel hot all over.

he wanted his love. his inferno, his sun, his angel. like a man begging for salvation, he begged to lay you out on the bed and show you the pleasure you two had been missing for some time.

you moaned into this kiss and later broke it to get fully undressed. he watched you as he got his own clothes off and soon you were both naked on the bed together. he got between your legs and admired your body.

he licked his lips and met your gaze. one hand on your hips, the other on your cock as he rubbed his length up against your slit. the room felt hotter than when he first entered it. the blood flow had long left his head and was now solely in his painfully hard cock.

"are you sure?"

he nodded, "certain." then slowly slid his cock into you. the breath left his lungs as he bottomed out into you and soon held onto your hips with both hands. his pace was slowly, he wanted to admire every inch of you. every noise your made, the way your nose scrunched up when it felt especially good.

his eyes raked your body as he began to move at a steady pace. he wasn't bouncing you on his dick, but it was consistent enough that pleasure ran through you.

your pulse was quick and your skin was hot as the two of you made love. it wasn't fucking, it was making love. two people came together to make something beautiful.

he went back to kissing you, he was bent over you as he thrusted his hips. your sweet noises was muffled by his tongue in your mouth. the kiss was the most aggressive part of his movements against you. he wanted to make sure that his love was taken care of.

he just adored you. his sunlight between the leaves. the comfort of home, the safety of being loved. his cheeks were rosy, the sweat drew down his back.

your back arched a little as the pleasure melted in your core. your nails dug into the pillow under your head. he parted the kiss and wiped the sweat off his forehead and neck.

"you're beautiful."

"you're not too bad yourself." you whimpered.

he curled further over you, he leveled your hips up a little bit to hit your core at the right angle. he panted as he continued to thrust into you. the air of your bedroom was hot as the sun beamed through the big windows.

"please, simon." you moaned.

"my sweet." he replied as he picked up the pace a little.

pleasure mounted between the two of you. he kissed you once more as he gave a few more thrusts and finished. you moaned into the kiss as you clenched around his cock and came as well. the heat stung your cheeks as you climaxed. you held onto the pillows tightly as you hit your peak then relaxed once more.

simon broke the kiss and looked down at you with nothing but sheer affection. he let go of your hips and rested on his heels, his cock slipped out of you and rested against his thigh. he wiped the sweat from his brow once more.

"still beautiful."

you panted and looked at him with hooded eyes, "not as beautiful as you." you then laughed sleepily as he got back to your side on the bed and curled you up in his arms. you melted into his touch as he kissed at your hairline.

"i'm happy to be home."

"i am too, simon." you looked into his eyes, brown like fresh coffee but they lit up when they were locked onto you, you cupped his face and smiled, "i love you."

he kissed you once more on the lips and replied, "i love you. now and forever." <3

[touyas-multi-purpose-saline]

DAY XXV. — POWER IMBALANCE

cw: Power Imbalance, Implied Forced Relationship, Rape / Non-Con Elements, Dubious Consent, Forced Pregnancy / Implications of Forced Pregnancy, Manipulation, Delusional Behavior / Thoughts, Unhealthy Relationships, Yandere Undertones, Uncomfortable Scenarios, General Dark Content Not Suitable for Immature Audiences, Fem! Reader. Reader discretion is advised. 18+ Only!

author's note: What a drastic shift from yesterday. The Duality of Overhaul, or whatever you want to call it. I genuinely love applying him to different scenarios because he's a freak (said with an accentuated French accent). Hope you enjoy! I do not condone unhealthy behavior in any sense! This is strictly fiction! Do not force yourself to read if you're uncomfortable.

word count: Approximately 1.6k words.

His cock hurts. 

You gasp again, but it doesn’t do anything. Kai’s body is heavy and strong, and you can’t do anything but lay beneath him, pliable, willing. You’re never supposed to try to run away—always under him, always listening to him. Those rules are unspoken, but the way the smiles of his nails scrape into the bedsheets says it all. You have never tried to run away—wouldn’t work, anyway. There’s always some guard or whatever placed outside of the door to your bedroom. You can’t see their faces, just these terrifying plague masks that seem to elongate, become swords, become ways to cut you open until you’re a bleeding mess before their feet. It’s scary to look at the masked men for too long, they’re nothing but drones, robots, they’re replaceable. They’re just wraiths in the night that place a key into the lock of your door and twist. 

But sometimes you start to feel like them, too. You don’t know if you could beg them, don’t know if it would even work. They’re all so loyal to Kai; and if they’re not, then they fear him enough to do whatever he demands. You understand that feeling all too well. He’s delusional, always has been since you met him. Did you ever truly meet him? Were you a hostage or were you a doll? Had he been shopping for you on purpose? His cock punches against the arch beneath your womb, so ready, always willing to adjust for him. Another gasp, Kai groans. His muscles flex, these tendons and cords that seem to be tugged and strung along, pulleys and levers that you can’t help but stare at. He thrusts, rough, but slow enough that you’re able to catch your breath between each one. Sometimes he seems hesitant whenever he does this. 

You wonder why he even wants to have sex in the first place. 

Kai’s whispering nonsense that doesn’t mean a thing to you. Both of your eyes are lazy whenever you glance over his shoulder at the white walls. So bland, not a single hint of clutter. This is your room. Why can’t you decorate your own room? He says he loves you. He really does love you. Each thrust blends together now, a fruit smoothie iced and sweating, a sweet flavor that sours and molds. It’s driving you crazy. One of Kai’s hands starts to trail down the bed, hissing against the sheets, linen maybe, and you can’t help but inhale sharply whenever he wiggles the appendage between your bodies. Ah, okay. You see what he’s doing. 

“Your body always responds to me so well. It’s almost unbelievable to think about.” 

Fingertips locate your swollen clit, throbbing, dry, and he awkwardly begins to jerk it up and down to the rhythm of his thrusts. It’s instantly a brain killer, and everything starts to reel whenever he hits too fast, too hard, and it thunders against the bone. You can hear the sound in your head, a dull thwack of a taut rubber band, each flick. Kai’s scent fills your mind whenever you start gasping and wincing, something eucalyptus, something seasalt, acetaminophen. It’s so strong that you feel a pulse warble between your temples. You wish Kai wouldn’t speak to you whenever he lays into you. It’s uncomfortable. You just like to zone out, go into your own little world, think about this just being a late night masturbation session. He’s working your clit so well, you feel like you’re starting to get dizzy. A twilight carnival ride that the carnie refuses to stop, that just watches you go by round after round until there’s nothing but bile in the back of your throat and a blue sky that watches overhead. Kai speeds up. 

“You’re perfect for me, angel. No one would know how to love you properly. I can’t imagine someone else having you like this.” 

You’re not a virgin. You weren’t before you met him. You let him think whatever he wants. 

“I’ve been thinking about our future together recently. I’ve got a plan for us.” 

Horrifying, but Kai’s bringing you closer and closer to a release, so you attempt to ignore his words. But they fester. And they start to crawl into your ears like little maggots, like a soggy pumpkin dying in the winter, something after autumn, something that doesn’t feel quite right. 

“Each morning you take those medicines. I took one away recently. I’m sure you noticed that.” 

Yeah, you did. Typically he says those medicines are specific vitamins that you need to maintain your health because of the diet and lifestyle regimen he’s placed you on. He also sometimes gives you pain relief medicine if it was a particularly strenuous day. But the ones that are constant have dropped a brother recently. Yeah, you noticed. 

“Do you want to know what I took away?” 

Kai’s getting faster, each thrust is bouncing your body. You’re so buoyant, so up there in the world, the stratosphere, an orbital that won’t ever land. You’re biting your lip, feeling yourself being sawed into, split open, and Kai’s fingers are doing more than just jerking you up and down now. Left and right, quick circles, fast massages that have no genuine direction. They’re all the perfect motions, he’s hitting every little square inch that you need. Kai buries his head in the crook of your neck. You don’t answer him, but he takes your silence as an affirmative anyway. 

“Birth control.” 

Two words, but the ominous unsaid ones hover in their air over your bodies, monsters and nightmares that haunt your visions. Both of your eyes widen, reality starts to set in, you start to realize what you’re doing. You’re having sex with Kai. You’re having sex, and you haven’t cared, haven’t thought about it, you just forget where you are, leave until you cum, he cums, and then you forget about it once your eyes close and you enter a slumber that doesn’t rest you. It never occurred to you, never mattered, you never considered it—and now Kai’s brought a whole new factor into the equation of your conjoined bodies that has you panicking and gasping. Both hands start flinging around Kai. Slapping his back, arms, you’re lacing your fingers through his hair and tugging, you’re kicking your legs in a way that tries to squeeze his cock out, both of your knees slice out and away from his waist so that the soles of your feet can start to swipe out at his hips. 

“N-No. K-Kai, I don’t want to get pregnant. I don’t want—Kai, don’t—” 

Kai doesn’t slow down. 

“Shh. Just relax, angel. It’ll be great once I’m done.” 

It’s like you can never fight back. His hands remind you, the disconnected bones in your little toe remind you, vestigial, the sensation of his cock grinding and rolling inside of you reminds you. He always wins, but you can’t handle it. You don’t want this, genuine mortification is seeping into your bones, you’re losing it, you feel sick, the stratosphere is becoming hotter and you’re starting to gain your gravity back. You don’t stop trying to get him away from you. Kai growls, but it’s not enough of a warning to stop the primal neurosis in your mind, the antipathy. You don’t want children—especially not with Kai. You can’t—

“Don’t c-cum in me, Kai. Don’t finish in me, please, please, I beg of you, don’t, it’s not—” 

He’s not slowing, foot on the pedal and he’s gone, and the way he’s jerking you off isn’t stopping either. You’re close, he’s close, neither of you are going to last much longer, and Kai starts to groan until it turns into a wolfish growl. He snarls, and then his free hand snaps up. 

“Angel. Don’t say things like that.” 

The hand draws near, but you shake your head, gasping and crying out in distress, 

“Kai, don’t cum, pull out, please, pull out, no, no nooo, no, Kai, don’t, Kai, pull out, K-aaaai-auh—” 

Kai’s hand slaps onto your face, palm over mouth, and he pinches your nostrils shut. Your eyes blow out, and you’re struggling. There’s no breath in your lungs, oxygen melting into difluoride, and it burns, burns. And you can’t help it, but you keep worming your limbs, doing anything in your ability, but you're weak and the longer you extend your energy the worse it gets. Everything is starting to fade, a strange numbing that tingles and tickles, a weird humming noise playing in your eardrums. Black dots aren’t black dots, just little fleas that want to make you itch, want to feast on your blood, they’re not there. Kai’s outline blurs, becomes massive, and your body is twitching and jerking, you think, but there’s something coiling inside of you and it doesn’t last long. 

“I said don’t say things like that. It’ll be fine. You’re worrying too much. It’s like you don’t trust me. You don’t trust me, do you? This will help you start to trust me. Stop fighting me, angel.” 

What’s he saying? You don’t know. The words all turn into a soup that warms your heart, that keeps the cells in your body boiling, but you’re starting to get tense, there isn’t any temperature anymore, and you can feel yourself disappearing. The coiling turns, a snake in the ferns, and it strikes—you want to gasp, moan, but the world is spinning in gallops, footsteps into the forest. An explosion happens in you, but you’re too busy spasming. A quarter past midnight. 

“A-Angel, yes, like that. You want it too. Can’t you f-feel, ahhh, hhha, it? You’re, we’re, ahhh—” 

Kai stops, you can’t breathe. And it feels like a strange palpitating inside of your body. Together. 

“H-Ha haaa, yes, yyyesss, angel. Perfect. This’ll be perfect. You’ll see.” 

But your eyes are already closed. 

[kittydragondraws]

Murder Drones - Trauma and Healing

I was once of the opinion that Murder Drones never really had a theme or message. It was kind of just, watch the funny robots be funny.

But the more I've thought about it the more I've realized, Murder Drones does have a theme. And that theme?

Trauma, how it affects people, and how to heal from it.

In this essay I will go over five of the characters of the show, Uzi, N, V, Doll, and Tessa, and describe their traumas. How it affects their actions, and what they do to heal from them.

Uzi - Lonliness and Acceptance

Uzi grew up with no friends, classmates who either hated or ignored her, an emotionally negligent father, and a dead (*cough* in church *cough*) mother. Truth be told, she had no one. No one to talk to, no one who would listen to her, no one who cared about her.

She was alone and very vulnerable. However, she didn't like that. She didn't want people to see her as vulnerable, she didn't want people to see her as weak. So she developed her edgy, "not like other girls" persona to convince people that she wasn't dying inside. That she took all her pain in stride and was owning it.

However, her coping mechanism of creating her goth girl persona didn't help in the long term as it didn't combat her true problem. She was lonely, lonely and... just wanted someone who cared about her.

And one day, while going out to find the last piece of her railgun she needs to save the world and earn her dad's respect and stuff, she meets N. N, the bloodthirsty drone killer, who was willing to sit down and talk to her.

Sure he was blind and thought she was a fellow Murder Drone, but he didn't immediately push her away as emo. Sure he admittedly was used to much worse treatment from much worse people, and Uzi was probably a saint compared to them (which we'll touch on in his part).

But even afterwards, when he realized she was a Worker, and that he would get in massive trouble with J if he let her go, he willingly spared her life. Saw her father leave her to die, and took pity on her.

Where the two came to develop a connection and eventually, friendship.

Uzi had made her first friend.

N - Self Worth and Free Will

His whole life, N has been used and abused.

While we don't know much about his first life, his life before the Elliots, we can only assume he was still treated as a slave, as much as the rest of the Worker race is.

His life with Tessa and her family, while seemingly happy, he still lived with them as a servant. Tessa may have been a good owner, but she was still an owner. He, J, and V might have been good servants, but they were still servants.

His life as a Disassembly Drone was probably the worst. Not only did he have his entire body forcibly changed against his will, but he now was forced to take innocent lives as he relied on their bodies for sustenance. Not to mention he also had his brain swiss cheesed to hell and back, and didn't even know because well... can't remember things well when those memories are full of holes.

Not to mention, the people he was forced to serve under were awful to him. The most obvious one is J, who was him as a waste of materials and space. She literally wanted N dead, leaving a piece of paper that read "kill yourself" in a dog book that she knew N would read, as a Disassembly Drone telling N that if the company allowed it she would kill him herself, and literally stabbing him with a deadly virus after she saw he had dissented.

However the Solver, the Solver was worse. It killed him several times over, wiped his memories of his past deaths, turned him into a monster, and forced him to kill an unspeakable amount of humans and drones. It could clone him an infinite amount of times. If one clone learned too much or got too rebellious, there were always the next hundred. He was disposable, in episode 7, the solver literally said he had served his purpose. The worst part? There's no way of truly knowing what the Solver did to him or forced him to do. How many clones of N it tortured, killed, and replaced.

But what's even worse than this? He enjoyed it. Well, enjoyed is a strong word. But he saw it as okay. He believed that being treated like trash was normal. He literally thanked J for stepping on his neck. He thanked J for "looking out for him" after getting stabbed with the virus.

When Uzi questioned him about what the "company" would do to him after they were finished with their mission on Copper 9, he didn't know. He was blindly following orders, doing what he was told. With no thought to the consequences. He never considered that JcJenson would view them as a bunch of useless, worthless, disposable robots...

Then he meets Uzi. Sure she's a bit rough around the edges, but she doesn't hurt him or belittle him. She values his opinions and him as a person.

She doesn't see him as a means to an end. She sees him as N.

V - Protection and Attachment

V hid information from and hurt N, yet she did it to protect him. V remembered more than N from the manor. More of the killing, the bloodshed, the forced experimentation, more of the Solver.

She didn't want N to remember. To have the same painful memories she did. So she did her best to keep them hidden from him. Keep him in the dark about the Solver.

How did she do that? Avoid telling him anything she knew, anything that he could use to get closer to the truth. She wanted him to stay in blissful ignorance, something she would love to have.

However, her desire to keep N safe didn't just extend to keeping him safe from the Solver, but keeping him safe from her.

She was afraid of loosing N, and the pain that would bring. So if she developed a deep emotion attatchment to N, like say... reciprocating his crush... it would only hurt if she ever lost him again. And she wasn't ready to deal with that pain.

So she pushed him away. pretended to be mean, pretended to be crass, pretended to not notice, not care, literally pretended to forget his name. No attachment, no pain.

But then, Uzi comes along, and her eye starts glitching to show a Solver symbol. V remembers their orders, kill all the Solver infected drones on the planet. But N, N likes this little drone. he sees her as a friend. He won't let V kill her, becuase he doesn't know what she can do.

It would be so easy for V to go behind N's back and kill her, afterall, N's made friends with rocks before. He'd get over a pathetic Worker, right?

But as time goes on, V starts to understand more about Uzi, about why N likes her. She's smart she's kind, she gives a damn about his opinions. She tells him things... that's more than V ever could've done.

And when V realizes N doesn't need her protection anymore, she's willing to let him go.

Doll - Obsession and Isolation

Doll just wanted to be normal. She just wanted to be free from the Solver's influence and live a normal teenage robot life. But she also wanted revenge, revenge on the drone that took her parents from her, revenge on the drone that set her down this path on the first place, V.

After becoming an orphan, Doll became obsessed with getting her revenge on V, to the point she no longer cared about anyone else. Including who lived and who died. Of course, being Solver infected, she had to drink the oil of the Workers around her, so it's hard to fault her for that.

However, it's hard to tell how many drones she kills out of necessity, and how many she kills for other, less justifiable, reasons. The amount of oil she has in her house? You can't tell me she drinks all of it, at least, not before killing more Workers. The prom girls? That was to lure V into the bunker. Even at prom, She kills two (I think) other Worker Drones, for the crime of getting in her way. Why?

V, everything Doll does, is about V. All of the prom-related deaths she caused, were about V. Doll was obsessed with V, all she cared about was killing V to avenge her parents, not caring about who else she had to hurt to do so. All that mattered, was that V ended up dead.

But after Prom, when she had failed to kill V, and ended up getting killed herself. She learned that Uzi had the Solver as well, finally, someone who could understand her pain, someone she could help. But even after learning she and Uzi are in the same boat, she still chooses to go alone.

At every turn she either leaves Uzi to her own, which usually ends in Uzi getting hurt, or she actively antagonizes her, setting back her own progress in terms of investigating the Solver to further her own goals. Even going as far as to sentence Uzi to death by dinesaw after getting to the elevator.

However, in the end, her relcutance to accept help would be her downfall.

Both Uzi and Doll ended up getting confronted by Tessa, whose goal was to have both dead. However, what separated them in those moments was that they had backup. Or at the very least, one did.

When Tessa had been pinned down by Uzi and was about to be stabbed N was there, knife as hand, ready to do whatever it took to save Uzi. He had had enough of Tessa's shadyness, and now only cared about her.

However Doll, Doll was all alone. When she was attacked by Tessa, she had to try to protect herself. She didn't have anyone she could turn to or rely on for help in that moment. So she ended up getting killed by the very monster she was fighting against.

In her last moments, all she could do was find Uzi. And hope that she'd be able to fight back.

Tessa - Love and Compassion (And Getting Skinned Alive By God)

Tessa's parents hated her. Her mom, Louisa, seemed to view her as an embarrassment and while we don't know much about her relationship with her father, James, it can be assumed he was either generally apathetic to his daughter or found her creepy.

Either way, he didn't care much about her, as he was complicit in Lousia's abuse of her, which included chaining her up to her bedpost like she was a misbehaving dog.

Yet, despite her loveless upbringing, when she was given the opportunity to essentially be a mother to the Worker (Zombie) Drones she rescued from the dump, she chose to be the opposite of what her parents were.

While her parents were cruel and demanding, Tessa loved her drones, flaws and all. She was them almost like her children, little ones she had to protect, keep happy and safe. Heck, she probably cared for them more than she should've, considering that they were robots.

However, there was one drone she had found. One who was different than the others, in a way she could never guess. Cyn, little Cyn. She was different than the other Drones Tessa rescued, she was small, had an odd way of walking, and an odd way of talking. But that was okay to Tessa, she was a Worker Drone deserving of a home.

Tessa could've never guessed that by bringing that Worker into her home. She's not only cause the deaths of her parents and countless other fancy rich people, but also her own and lead to the destruction of the entire human race.

The worst part? She couldn't find peace even in death. With her skin being worn by Cyn and used to masquerade as her, tricking her once beloved drones into assisting the very entity they were trying to defeat.

In Tessa's heartfelt attempt to try and break the cycle of abuse, she ended up causing something worse than she could even imagine.

Trauma is a complicated thing to talk about, and an even more complicated thing to get right. However, I do applaud this show for not only tackling the subject but showing such a wide branch of ways the characters cope with it. From finding others to confide in, to harming others in the pursuit of their own interests. And it pains me the fandom can't recognize this.

So many times have I seen people in this fandom either use a character's trauma as an excuse to absolve them of all blame, or ignore it and try to spin them as the second coming of Satan. When these characters are much more complex and fascinating than people give them credit for.

Anyway, thank you for reading and I hope you have a good day.

[mikimakiboo]

Headcanon that Nightmare has automatonophobia (fear of mannequins, human like wax figures/robots, porcelain dolls, ...) for no reason at all

He is scared that if he breaks eye contact or simply walks past a mannequin (or something else) it will start to move and try to touch or grab him, even if he knows they cannot move as they are not living beings he can't get himself to walk past one

It is particularly strong with mannequins and porcelain dolls because most of the time mannequins don't have faces, it's just a sort of blank egg shaped face and he finds it particularly eerie, for porcelain dolls it is because they often have emotionless expressions with big shiny eyes that look right through his soul, he also very much hates wax figures for how realistic they look

He can manage to walk past toy dolls such as Barbie dolls, Bratz dolls and all but he won't stop to look at them and he will never willingly touch one (he'll cry if you make him play Sister Location and it gets to the part with the minireenas)

He is deeply ashamed of this phobia that he finds completely ridiculous and pathetic and he never told anyone he had it, however they found out because one day they were fighting the Star Sanses in a Fashion AU and Nightmare sadly ended up in a storage room full of mannequins after being projected by an attack

He was completely paralyzed and almost broke down crying, the gang had to go get him and they teleported back to the castle because he obviously couldn't fight anymore

After that he was worried they would laugh at him but instead they comforted him and never mocked him in any way or played with his fear (and Killer was more than delighted to get to stab every mannequin in sight whenever they would go out on a mission)

[hymnism]

release the list

i feel like i should mention these are all games ive personally played so if any of these make you go "why isn't [GAME] on here it's probably cuz i personally haven't played it. anyway

(obligatory mention to hades/disco elysium/omori since they're some of my favorite indie games but im sure everyone already knows about them. they are lovely games and you should play them 👍)

also ill use 🔸️ to indicate games that are still in early access so be warned that these games will probably be incomplete/buggy (but still worth playing imo)

darkest dungeon ($25) - turn based roguelike where you recruit mercenaries and send them on dungeon explorations and make sure they don't die of stress or starvation alongside the regular monster attacks. notoriously difficult. imagine bloodborne but turn based

ftl: faster than light ($10)- real time roguelike where you control a small crew and pilot a spaceship on the run from a rebel fleet. manage power and weapons on your own ship while targeting critical systems on the enemy

loop hero ($15)- a roguelike where your character will automatically walk in a loop while you use cards to add terrain with different effects such as spawning monsters to give you loot or increasing your healing. very unique with a beautiful pixel artstyle and banger soundtrack

moonlighter ($20)- a roguelike rpg where you go dungeon diving and try to bring back as much loot as you can so that you can sell it in your shop

🔸️shadows of doubt ($20)- a first person sandbox detective simulator where each case is procedurally generated. randomly generates a town with npcs that all have names and addresses and relationships. put together clues from a crime scene and try to catch a killer before they strike again. work odd jobs between cases to keep yourself fed and housed

ultrakill ($25) fast paced first person shooter with a style system ala devil may cry. you play as a robot fighting through the layers of hell. mankind is dead. blood is fuel. hell is full

crypt of the necrodancer ($15)- a rhythm based roguelike dungeon crawler where you and your enemies are only allowed to move on beat. banger soundtrack goes without saying

everhood ($10)- a rhythm based rpg where you play as a red doll who had their arm stolen and is trying to get it back. battles involve moving between 5 lanes to avoid enemy attacks. if you like undertale you'll like this

spiritfarer ($30)- management and adventure game where you play as a spiritfarer who needs to care for spirits on her boat before leading them into the afterlife. incredibly charming and touching game. you will cry

let's school ($20)- management sim where you build and manage a school and help students graduate by setting up different courses. addicting and has a very cute artstyle

let's build a zoo ($20)- management sim where you. well where you build a zoo. a very silly game that includes a morality system where you can choose to be eco friendly and help repopulate endangered species or you can exploit your animals for their meat and produce. also has an animal splicing mechanic. haven't you ever wanted to make a giraffe with a duck head

🔸️the wandering village ($25)- a city builder with the twist that you live on the back of a giant wandering beast named onbu. you help care for onbu as he wanders though different biomes that force you to adjust your resource production as some things become unavailable (such as water in a desert)

frostpunk ($30) a survival city builder where you build around a central core and try to prevent everyone from freezing to death in progressively colder temperatures

monster sanctuary ($20)- a metroidvania style creature collector with a unique combo meter that will continue to build and increase your damage based on the number of "hits" you can perform (healing buffs and shields also count as hits) and each monster has different skill trees that you can upgrade and customize

coral island ($30)- farming life sim with a unique underwater area where you can live and farm and raise aquatic plants and animals. you work to help restore the island after and oil spill ruined the surrounding ocean. i should mention that although this game is technically not in early access it is still unfinished and missing large chunks of gameplay/interactions/story. however there is still a healthy amount of content and is still a fun game as it is

apico ($20)- a beekeeping sim where you keep bees to make and sell honey while also breeding and releasing them to help restore their numbers in the wild

spirittea ($20)- a management and life sim where you manage a bathhouse for ghosts and help the townsfolk who think they're haunted (they're right). basically a cross between stardew valley and spirited away

🔸️cloud meadow ($20)- this is a porn game ⚠️ a farming sim where instead of regular animals you have anthro characters and you can breed them yourself or with each other and have them help in combat or on your farm. very cute artstyle and amazing animation work