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Uzi and emo mood, yep
This is a moment from the AU plot, but I hope to write a fanfic about it someday. If I find an assistant, of course, but for now only pictures!
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Frankenstein girls will seem strangely sexy
What the segmentation
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Murder Drones Band AU - Jam Session #1
Pretty happy with how this page turned out, especially since I was struggling with how I wanted to format the jam session pages.
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Hi yes its me again/j
Could you mayhaps doodle Nuzi from your band au? :D
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:D Welcome back!!
I decided to draw them doing a little duet on a song that I like.
Song:
Kiss - I Was Made For Lovin' You
Uzi is playing an acoustic version:
Kelly Valleau - I Was Made For Lovin' You (Kiss) - Fingerstyle Guitar
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Rock band AU fic 1
In collaboration with the wonderful @taminam02. This is her AU entirely and I am just the one to put things in perspective and write them in detailed manner.
Ship: SmokeyBat
Genre: Romance, Glass
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(No one's pov)
Just because one is attracted to you doesn't mean you should be attracted to them too. When Sam fell in love with Uzi, she should have known better, but she didn't. She was desperate, she wanted to experience what it was like. Thad was out of reach, Doll caught his eye, and he got hers. Uzi kept quiet about it. She was never good with her feelings, she was never good expressing them. So when her cousin got the one reason to be somewhat happier in her life she didn't want to risk hurting Doll, didn't want to anger her, all that ordeal, blah, blah what a great grand sacrifice. But what of it? Well, after that Uzi began to notice how Sam would flirt with her. He may be slow, a little strange, but he was genuine in his words. High minds, sober words, right?
That was very right, but Uzi failed to look for the finer details before she got in with Sam. She was so happy when she did get with him, but she was so flustered and flushed, so, when she saw Sam wasn't exactly pressing on, she just assumed he was what she needed. A gentle patient touch. But that was far from enough. Her father was like that weather she liked it or not. Sam wasn't very active, he didn't give her the comfort and reassurance she needed. He always gave her space and sure sometimes he'd say something but with the first 'shut up' from Uzi, he would go 'Okay dudette, you're the boss' and that was it. He wasn't angry with her bursts. He wasn't angry with the mess she was. He saw her as unique. I mean, who wouldn't? She was a great drummer, her style was to die for, and her attitude? Sam was hooked, but not as hooked as he was on his addiction.
Her quick thinking and problem solving mind, her skills, her intelligence. Sam's heart began to move at a normal rate for once instead of the usual slowed down one. Of course the slowness was from his bad habit that made him as whole a little slower but that's besides the point. So, when he began to hear his heart drum into his ears he knew.
He approached her, he would smile, bring her small gifts, give her compliments, and much to his pleasant surprise she accepted him. Him. Slow sloppy Sam. She accepted him and wanted him like he wanted her, he couldn't be happier. But Sam was indeed slow, and he didn't realise that he had to be more active. He couldn't. It wasn't in his blood, he was a complete contrast to her fiery attitude, and maybe in the beginning that's why they were attracted to each other.
Sam would hold Uzi in his arms late at night and the girl would ponder if they were even supposed to be. Her concert waas coming soon and she was nervous. "Sam…?" "Hmmm?" The drowsy boy asked. "Will you come, to my concert?" "Mmmhmmm, you're the boss dudette." He said in his usual soft quiet voice, but her words didn't even register in his mind and he wasn't awake in the slightest.
The concert came… She was on the stage all alone. She wasn't supposed to be alone… But things took a turn for the worst and when she looked in the crowd for Sam she didn't find him. She bit back her anger and frustration and with glossy eyes that she shook away quickly she began to play. The rage, the pain, the heartache, the tears, the wrath, all of it into her drums. It was a weird show, no guitar, no voice, just drums. Some people mumbled and whispered annoyed, but others quite enjoyed the aggression of it. People usually expect the guitars to be the high of the show, but Uzi managed to prove them wrong. But not to herself. She didn't even realise she was still with a crowd in front of herself when she finished.
"I want to break up." She told Sam sharply as he looked at her puzzled. "What- why--" "Dammit Sam!" As Uzi rambled on, Sam's mind went quiet, and as he looked down at the floor with a look heavy with pain a singular thought appeared. "So, I'm not your nicotine eh?" He asked as he looked up at her like a watered down cat. Nicotine? Nicotine?! Even now he thinks of it?! Uzi was enraged.
The comparison was like a dagger to her heart, and the anger began to claw at her throat but she was never good with it, and soon the pain of tears she was holding back began to hurt her harder. What did she expect? He was slow, so slow… of course he needed time to understand. "Yes, you aren't my nicotine. I am not addicted to you." As Uzi said those words Sam nodded slowly with a sour look on his face. It hurt him, but for some reason he wasn't surprised. He knew he was all too lucky to get with her, and in a way, he always knew that it was only a matter of time. He just didn't know when to expect it and numbed it with a blunt like all the other times. It hurt him, his heart clenched in his chest, but he'll deal with it. One puff and it's all gone. One puff and he's back to bliss, but she? She is more reactive, more… awake, she will suffer more.
He warped his hands around her before she got to say anything else. Uzi stood there frozen. The pain, the disappointment from the one sided concert, the embarrassment, the shame, the rage, it all came flooding and before she realised it tears were mercilessly pouring from her eyes, staining his favourite sweatshirt. But he didn't care about it. This moment too was going to pass like a fleeting moment. They always do. Seconds slip between his fingers, and he stays asleep, but she was awake, and for her time was slow and agonising. An anguish that was like no other.
After all the tears were dried and Uzi began to walk away, she muttered. "Bite me." "Whatever you say dudette." Sam answered with a bright smile as tears of his own began to pour on his cheeks. Uzi looked back at him baffled by the sight. But what was done was done, and she couldn't comfort him nor show him pity. She just gave a small nod in a sympathetic manner and then she became one with the night while he continued to drown in the comforting darkness of his sweet numbness given to him by the nicotine that he has known his entire life.
#murder drones#murder drones uzi#murder drones fanfiction#uzi doorman#md uzi doorman#murder drones sam#murder drones smokeybat#md sam#md smokeybat#smokeybat#Rock In My Heart AU#rock band au
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hey guys small reminder that i AM the author of this fic so you should like totally go check it out cuz i worked on it for like months please thanks
the beginning is kinda shit but like it gets better i promise
people like really like it btw so idk maybe this is a sign 😇
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Alright bet >:)
Md rock Band au by @taminam02 !!!
Fun fact I play the chello in an orchestra:')
Pov: there's that one style I have that you forgot about but uses it anyways
I should probably stop shitposting and do more detailed stuff like this XD
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poor internet on my phone earlier, so i drew this while i waited for it to recover
#the owl house#murder drones#coven drones au#raine whispers#my art#again no cloak cause i just felt like drawing a designation arm band on them
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Hello again!! >:)
I hope you don't mind, but I have come here to give you some random information about the Band AU!
During some songs in concerts, N, Uzi and V fly around and play or sing. Some places even have little perches on the ceiling so they can play from above. (Uzi and V have an amp attached to them so people can still hear them) J sadly has to stay on the ground unless she has a marching snare.
Some other random information is that sometimes they play in the dark so everyone can see their "X" eyes. Uzi can also use her tail as a spotlight for N.
Feel free to tell me your thoughts >:D
Also, Happy Thanksgiving!! (If you celebrate it) I'm sick today so I've been in bed thinking about the band AU. Hope your day is going well!
IVE BEEN FED
I love all of these oh my goodness
Imagining the other three flying around while J stays on stage is so funny to me lmaooo
DARK PREFORMANCES DARK PREFORMANCES EEEEEE
Also yes happy Thanksgiving! I celebrate the ✨ food ✨(/j)
I was also randomly thinking about this au lmao
N probably gives the world's best high fives haha
#band au food yippee#EVERYONE GO LOOK AT CRISPYS STUFF NOT JUST THIS AU ITS SUPER COOL#murder drones#ask#stars starlights
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Hi! I have something new to show you guys.
Oil is Thicker Then Blood is my baby, and it's not ending. There's still more I wanna write and explore.
However, I haven't tried my hand at a human AU yet, and I wanted to, it's gonna be a side work, so probably not updated as often, but I hope you all enjoy it regardless. Since I had fun writing the first chapter! (Is rated as Mature! So nothings being held back here. It's pretty adult and pretty dark.)
Give me a Reason: Chapter 1- "Uzi Doorman"
Pale morning light bounced off blackout curtains not quite pulled tight enough to keep it at bay, the small tendrils of light broke through, drawing shapes of light on a deep purple blanket, bunched and tousled by a fitful sleep. A small body lay halfway off the bed, fair skin exposed to the bedroom air, eyes screwed shut and drool pooling out of their open mouth, a frame of violently purple hair rested of their head, the natural black only showing through at it's roots.
A soft snoring was the only sound in the dimly lit room, stuffed full of band merch, anime posters, and a touch of macabre, a fake human skull on their desk, a dreamcatcher in the shape of a pentagram hung on the wall, and purple L.E.Ds were spread like a vine growth, draped over everything, painting everything in a soft violet glow.
There were clothes and papers littered all over the carpeted floor, far more then could be accumulated in just one night of neglect, instead being a sign of something more chronic, the snoring continued, filling the space
Then, in an eruption of noise, the phone lying next to the mattress rung out it's morning tune, an 8 bit rendition of an anime opening that while may have been fun to listen to at some point, it's use as an alarm had made it's charm rapidly shift to hatred.
The body jolted awake, muscles all tensing at once as a very loud grunt escaped their mouth, they stretched and fumbled their way to grab the phone, missing several times before bringing it close to their face and quickly silencing the alarm.
“Uuuuuuggggghhhh.” A disgruntled cry left their mouth, and moth their arms ended up above thier head as the gazed at the ceiling in retrospection, wearing a black pair of boyshorts and a tee with a faded, nondescript band printed on the front. They looked at their phone, eyes a deep magenta as they squinted, looking at the time.
It was 6:30 in the morning, too early, in this person's opinion as they rolled their eyes before rolling over entirely before facing the black, grey wall.
“Uzi! Get up! You have school!” A voice called from behind her bedroom door, Uzi sighed deeply, nibbling on her lip as she tried to find the energy to get up and get ready.
She found it difficult to find, forcing her brain to send the correct signal to her arms and legs was like trying to pull teeth, but eventually, after much forcefull squirming she finally managed to sit up, her joints groaning in a way that shouldn't be normal for someone who's only 19.
She stood, groggy and irritated though what else was new. At a resounding 4,8. She yawned, scratching her head and only made her already impressive bed head look like a tangle of briars.
“I'm up!” She yelled through her door, voice montone despite her volume, while she heard no response, she seemed satisfied she'd been heard, and stepped over the mess on the floor to her closet, where she quickly picked out shorts, a purple tank top, and a hoodie made by one of her favorite bands “Dead Batteries.”
She was lucky to have a bathroom connected to her bedroom, so she made her way to it, stepping over more junk to take a shower for the first time in like 3 days, she hadn't been stopped by anything, not really, it had just been not worth the effort when she had nowhere to be.
She washed herself and her hair, causing just a little bit of the dye to come out in her hands, staining them pink, she rolled her eyes, oh well, she wasn't going to be making a good impression anyway, everyone already knew who she was.
She got dressed, throwing on her purple socks, boots, and beanie before walking out into the combined kitchen and living room of her house, her father, Khan, a bald man with a mustache, steely grey eyes, and age lines on his face was making breakfast, eggs, bacon, with a side of toast.
“Good morning! I made breakfast!” His voice was naturally deep, but right now it was loud and booming and immediately made Uzi wince at it's intensity.
“Thanks.” She offered quietly, sitting down and eating absent-mindedly as she looked over a the television they had mounted on the wall in the kitchen, it was turned to the news, and Uzi had to surpress another eye roll.
More Prostests at the JCJenson head office today, the popular technology company facing heated backlash after it announced a campaign to delve more into their recent exploration into artificial intelligence, despite the recent controversy after a government sting operation found human brain scans within thier internal documents.
“Dad, please watch something other then the news. It's nothing but rage-bait.” She hummed with egg still in her mouth, Khan didn't seem to pay any mind to his daughter however, as he was too focused on the television.
“Don't talk with your mouth fill honey.” Was all he said, and Uzi closed her mouth, breaking her eyes from the screen onto a new one, her phone, where she scrolled through pictures her classmates had posted over the summer.
Her eyes landed on a picture of Lizzy, self-proclaimed “Queen of Mean.” Of Copper High, though Uzi had to agree, the girl was always doing her best to make Uzi's life a living hell, this picture only continued that. Lizzy was pretty, gorgeous even, with her immaculate blonde hair and strangely florescent pink eyes, she was skinny, yet muscular from being on the cheer team. And the two peice pink bikini showed off her figure even more.
Uzi would think she was hot, if she wasn't such a bitch.
She only half finished her breakfast, scraping the rest of it into the cats, Salem's, bowl, who purred and danced around her legs in thanks, Uzi scratched the black cat's head, before finding her backpack by the door and slipping it on, it was faded, and while it used to have two cute little bat wings they'd since been torn off, leaving two little black scars where the wings should have been running down the face of it. It was whatever, it was just a backpack.
“I'm headed to school!”
Khan was still too busy looking at the TV, but Uzi left anyway, sighing to herself as she put black earbuds in her ears to listen to nightcore as she walked to school.
Her pace was slow, she was in truly no rush to get to her destination anytime soon, or really, at all, if she could get away with it, she'd simply ditch and then buy some mushrooms off Sam, her kinda freind/dealer. But she couldn't, not now. There was a reason she was still in high school at 19, that being one of them.
So she grit her teeth and bared it, stopping to stare at the school building, being a classic, flat roofed high-school made of red brick and tears before heading inside.
She wasn't late, couldn't be late. With her guidance counselor breathing liquor fumes down her neck about her attendance and very thin ice she was on with the rest of the schoolboard, so she at least attempted the bare minimum of being on time, and actually showing up.
She only had one more year of this anyway. Though west she planned to do after was up for debate. Probably somewhere between homeless and prison if what the police told her dad was true. Which it was.
She knew her homeroom, it was the same as last year, but her saving grace was that Lizzy and her best friend Doll wouldn't be here this year, as they had already graduated. So no more getting shoved into lockers and being blamed for shit she didn't do.
She did plenty already to get her in trouble, she didn’t need help, thank you.
She expertly weaved her way between the tall, sweaty high schoolers and walked onto her homeroom, Mr. Brown was sitting at his desk, looking over his itty bitty glasses to read the newspaper.
Who the fuck read newspapers in the year 2024? This dumbass man, apparently.
“Uzi. Didn't expect to see you again this year.” He said before she had a chance to sit down somewhere, she looked at him blanky.
“Bite me Mr. Brown, you know damn well why I'm here.” She snapped back, knowing that he knew why she was back, it had been him that had caught her high in class, and him that decided to call the on campus police on her, and got her suspended, and was the one that got her held back a year.
Granted, she was the one high, but if you thought she was going to take credit for her own behavior then you haven't been paying attention very well, now have you?
“And with that attitude, you'll likely be back next year.” He still didn't feel the need to look at her, taking a sip of his coffee instead, she felt a feral hiss claw its way out of her throat, but chose to just sit down, though she slammed her backpack down a little hard.
The room steadily filled in with students, a few she recognized from the year below her last year, a few more she didn't, most didn't pay her any mind which she preferred over the other options, the attention she got was usually negative.
A very tall figure caught her attention, someone she really didn't recognize, because she would have definitely remembered them. They were male presenting, had a shock of decently long platinum blond hair that went down to his shoulders. His eyes were amber, though so bright they were almost golden, and honestly, he looked like he was about to hurl.
His hands tapped together in what was obvious to Uzi as some type of self-regulatory behavior, and he looked to be trembling with anxiety, eyes scanning over the mostly filled room. They made eye contact.
A wide, sunny smile broke onto his face, she felt as though she was almost flashbanged by it, she blinked before she turned away from him, she really hoped that he wasn't in her class and was just lost, because she had a feeling she'd have to find some way to ditch this kid if he did.
“Nathaniel, go sit down, you're in the right class.” Mr. Brown spoke up, and Uzi quickly looked around at the empty seats, only to realize the only two were near her, the one in front, and directly beside her.
Fuck.
He found the seat next to her, making her curse a few more times internally, he looked around again, either trying to see if he knew anybody or maybe catch anyone else's eyes to speak to.
Before he turned back to her with another massive ass smile.
Double Fuck.
“Hi, I'm Nathaniel, but you can just call me N.” His voice was just as bright as his smile and Uzi kinda just wanted to keel over and die rather then interact with him, Jesus, he was like a walking sunbeam.
“Uh, Uzi.” She replied in a noncommittal fashion, though the one letter nickname intrigued her just a little bit, it reminded her of anime.
“Oh, like the submachine gun?” He cocked his head curiously, still smiling, Uzi didn't even really want to look at him, but she was appreciative that he knew that. Her mom had been really into guns, what can she say?
“Yeah.” She replied simply, giving him nothing to work with in terms of more conversation, not her fault, she hated small talk and eye contact, both of which he was trying to initiate.
“Oh, um sorry, I just recently moved here, I don't know anyone, I can stop talking if you want.” He suddenly turned sheepish, and he was doing the tapping thing with his hands again, Uzi almost winced, as much as she didn't exactly want to talk to him, he suddenly looked too much like a kicked puppy, and it was wearing on what little empathy she had left.
“Nah, I just don't talk much… you can keep talking.” She offered, she could at least do that right? Let him talk without the expectation of her responding? Yeah, that was fine, he was probably in just her homeroom anyway, and once he met some more people, he wouldn't talk to her anymore.
“Oh! Uh okay!” He glanced around again, before focusing back on her.
“I like your piercings! They look cool!” Uzi looked surprised for a moment, she didn't remember putting in piercings this morning, but she felt her ears and sure enough the two black studs and the small gauge were there. Oh right, she hadn't bothered taking them out.
“Thank you?” She really didn't know how to respond to that, she never really got compliments ever, especially not about her piercings, most people just told her they looked “unbecoming.” or “god awful.”
“You're welcome!”
“Morning class.” Mr. Brown began, standing up and addressing his class from the front of the room, N immediately turned his attention to him, making Uzi have a sigh of relief internally.
“I'll be passing out your schedules, make sure you read it and memorize it, most of you already know the layout of the school, so there's no excuse to be late to your classes.” He was always monotone, which was unfortunate because he normally taught history, making an already boring subject even more boring.
Uzi picked up her phone again, putting one of her earbuds in, on the side opposite to the one N was on, so he could still talk if he wanted, and began a scroll through Tumblr, there wasn't really anything new, but it was something to do with her hands, so that was something.
“Hey, uh… wanna see if we have any classes together?” N was turned towards her again, holding his schedule in front of him and again looking a little nervous.
Uzi groaned, not out loud, but internally, she wasn't creeped out, she knew what guys were like when they were being creepy, and this wasn't it, but he was being so friendly, it was putting her off, people weren't this friendly, not for no reason. She just couldn't understand what his was yet.
Next ->
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Idol
(Is it me, or is Thad kinda brushed aside in the fandom? Well, better give him a proper post at the very end at least.)
I headcanon that Thad looked up to/idolized the W.D.F. since childhood.
Think about it. The W.D.F. is pretty much superheroes in the colony's eyes, especially to dronelings, like firefighter and police are to humans, so it wouldn't be too surprising that many look up to them and want to join.
This lines up with Thad's protective nature alongside his athletic needs.
But of course, we, the audience, know they are mostly made up of cowards that rely solely on Khan's doors as protection, heck they didn't even have any weapons until Uzi's railgun!!!
Which would mean during the Pilot when the W.D.F. leaves him all the defending it hurt him a lot deeper than it looked.
Thad was sure he, his family, his friends, and everyone he ever knew and loved will be killed until Uzi showed up. Seriously the dude was having his life flash before his eyes just before Uzi yelled.
Which makes him seek out Uzi after her banishment is all the more understandable. Without her everyone would be dead, so he decided to band up with her, and the Murder Drone she befriended.
But then Episode 2, Heartbeat happens and he quickly realizes that he isn't anywhere near ready for this. It kinda crushes his ego, as the popular and talented athlete.
Thankfully, Uzi and N help him feel better by inviting him to training with them. And the rest is history.
(AU backstory post!)
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RockInMyHeart|BandAU
MurderDemons guys!!!
"J" – Jessica Elliot Jenson(adopted)
"V" – Victoria Angeles
"N" - Antony Nelson
Yep, this guy J’s brother, dude
Jason: " Hey, why are we so sad ?"
Jessica: "Shut Up."
" and I...I'm preparing for your funeral, so keep quiet like a corpse."
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》 Libby The Wolf Queen (My own original storyline/OCs) 《
》 #libby the wolf queen 《 》 #libby campbell ltwq 《 》 #haco lotus ltwq 《 》 #inu quicksilver ltwq 《 》 #ceecee skies ltwq 《 》 #parca ltwq 《 》 #ahren miller ltwq 《 》 #taiyo soterios ltwq 《 》 #nikki drossel ltwq 《 》 #kuma nanuk ltwq 《 》 #river lotus ltwq 《 》 #ingrid drossel ltwq 《
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♡》 thanks for reading, have a swell day :] 《♡
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Guitarist Uzi + Band AU Update
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Someone has probably done this, but I have a Rock Band Au in my head
Where V plays Bass, Uzi plays Guitar, J plays drums and N is the lead singer. (Sometimes Uzi and N sing together)
The band is of course named Murder Drones
Lizzy is definitely V's #1 fan
I'll try drawing them all!
#myart#digital art#illustration#art#my art#artwork#murder drones#murder drones fanart#md v#md lizzy#md n#md j#md uzi#uzi doorman#murder drones uzi#murder drones vizzy#vizzy#murder drones nuzi#nuzi#band au
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📙 alright buster lets see what kinda stories u got in that big brain of urs 🤨🤨/silly
ok, so it's mostly concepts but there are a lot of them so buckle up.
1: (Untitled) An x Reader fic for Sun and Moon DCA where the reader is a children's entertainer who is hired to come to the daycare to perform for the kids and ends up bonding with Sun and Moon over theatre and performance stuff.
2: (Last Band standing) an invader Zim song fic where Gaz wants to enter a battle of the bands' contest to win the latest GameSlave console. She coerces Zim to enter with her and Dib tags along as the band's manager to keep an eye on Zim but when things start getting weird backstage with competitors going missing and Gaz is under suspicion for it, they start looking for clues to find out what's really going on.
3: (Red Wire) A soulmate!AU for Murder Drones where every drone has a unique radio signal emitted by their cores. occasionally, another drone will have a signal on the same frequency allowing them to subconsciously pick up the other's signal, even from billions of miles away, making the two inexplicably drawn to each other, kind of like a homing beacon. N and V were once Soulmates in this way, but after all the absolute solver stuff happened and they were essentially reborn, their connection was severed, and ever since, N has been feeling a strange pull from deep in space. his new soulmate being Uzi.
I've got more stuff from even more fandoms but I don't wanna drown you in words. thanks for sending me the ask! I hope you like my ideas, especially since I do plan on actually writing them at some point once I've really fleshed them out in my head
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#malice writing◉#screams#asks#invader zim#sundrop#moondrop#murder drones#sun and moon x reader#ZaGr#ZaDf#nuzi#md nuzi#biscuitbites#biscuit bites#md n#md uzi#moon dca#sun dca#zim#gaz membrane#dib membrane#fanfic#i swear i will write these eventualy#murder drones fandom#invader zim fandom#dca fandom#fnaf
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