𝖂𝖊𝖑𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊, 𝕱𝖔𝖝𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘.

𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕗𝕠𝕩𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤! 𝔽𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕒 𝕗𝕚𝕔 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠u.❤️ 𝘾𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙄𝙣𝙗𝙤𝙭 𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩: 10

[thefoxcorner]

[WELCOME. NEW USER.]

Here you will find fanfictions that will adhere to your twisted hearts desires! (Within reason of course.) Below you will find Rules, Regulations, and some stuff about me, Fox! I do hope you enjoy your time here!

[REQUESTS] OPEN!

WRITING DO'S:

Fluff

Angst

Death

Gore (Just don't romanticize it)

Comfort

Suggestive stuff

Smut

WRITING DON'TS:

Any kind of bigotry/racism/etc.

Pedophilia

Weird ass kinks

Romanticizing abuse/death/anything illegal

Necrophilia

Dead Dove

Character x Character (I am not very versed in it and I don't wanna disappoint anyone with a lack of skill on writing a ship that people like.)

Anything that I find uncomfortable

MASTERLISTS:

Madness Combat

Undertale (+AUs)

Mario Madness

Transformers

Ghost n Pals

Sonic.EXE (Plus others)

Johnny The Homicidal Maniac

KinitoPET

Invader Zim

ENA

FNAF

South Park

Creepypasta

Slashers

Murder Drones

Salad Fingers

Forsaken

Die of Death

Dandy's World

Villainous

Gloomy Bear

ULTRAKILL

Miscellaneous Shit

Original Characters

[ᆞAᆞᆞBᆞᆞOᆞᆞUᆞᆞTᆞ ᆞMᆞᆞEᆞ]

[thefoxcorner]

Could I request a Sprout x a reader that bites to show affection? (Can turn into something spicy if you want?) If not, it can simply be some cuddle HCS

Remember to stay hydrated!!:3 Drink water!! 6 cups a day!! Water!!💧💧💧💧💧

((Honestly I really should drink more water with how often I seem to not remember to care for myself.. BUUT here's the Sprout fic!))

Sprout Seedly x Reader: Om Nom

This was the eighth, maybe tenth time you've come up behind Sprout to bite him. Most people give hugs or kisses to tell their partner they loved them, but you? You bite. And a lot, at that. Sprout's tail straightened up instinctively feeling your teeth on his shoulder as he sat at the kitchen table waiting for the oven to ding at him, his hands clenching at the wood while he suppressed the shocked moan that threatened to exit his lips.

"Sweetroll.. Do you always have to bite me?" His voice was shaky and light, a playful nervous grin spreading over his features as he watched you pull away, a smug grin plastered on your face.

"It's my love bites!" Your voice rang out, a playfully sinister giggle leaving you as you rubbed your hands together.. like an evil fly. (If you understand the joke there I love you /plat)

"I understand it's a love bite Y/n, but maybe don't bite me in pu-" He couldn't even get the word out before you had moved to bite the other side of his neck, leaving a large hickey where his scarf usually sat, he let a whine slip out before he stifled himself again, feeling a half-amused sigh leave him when you pulled back.

"Hehehe" You giggled evilly, watching Sprout regain his composure and offer you a tired look,

"You're not gonna make baking these fritters easy for me are you, Cupcake?" He leans over as you sit next to him, reaching over to hold your hand gently.

"Nope!" You chuckled, leaning over for what Sprout presumed was a kiss on the cheek, so he leaned in a bit to give you a good angle.

You bit his cheek.

[thefoxcorner]

hey, I saw ur posts and that you're taking requests, so would you be opposed to doing a sprout x reader headcanon list with some spicy hcs?

-👽 anon

((Your wish is my command, Alien Anon! <3))

Sprout Seedly x Reader SFW/NSFW headcanons:

SFW:

- Sprout is a very attentive and caring lover, always paying close attention to your likes, dislikes, favorite things, etc. and he WILL remember them. (He has a whole ass notepad of everything he needs to know about you so he never forgets)

- If you have a sweet-tooth, Sprout is YOUR man. He will whip up any baked goods you ask, any time of day. Always with an extra added touch or two, just for you!

- His love language is definitely gift giving and the gift is sweets. Every day you wake up expect Sprout to give you SOMETHING sweet to eat after you've had breakfast, just as his little reminder to you that he loves and cherishes you.

- Sprout I feel like would call you cutesy nicknames when he can, calling you his Sweetroll, Shortcake (if you're shorter than him), Cupcake, Etc.

- If you reciprocate his nicknames with your own he will short circuit, tail stiffening, hands freezing mid-mix and his cheeks getting all hot. Just don't call him Berry-Boy. It already irritates him when Vee does it he doesn't need you following suit.

- As overprotective as he is with everyone else, with you it goes full hyperdrive. He won't ever let you out of his sight when you two get ready to extract more Ichor, always looking over your shoulder or watching your back. Honestly he's gotten himself hit so many times while protecting you it's a bit concerning.

NSFW:

- Sprout bites. A lot. If you like biting then you'll love Sprout in bed because this man leaves hickeys all over you like he's trying to eat you alive, usually leaving a select few all across your body and leaving large clusters of them in your most sensitive areas.

- If you bite him back he malfunctions, and is extremely vocal, always gripping your hair to push your teeth further into his skin as he moans and whimpers.

- PLEASE leave hard to hide hickeys on this man. He gets so flustered and huffy trying to cover them up the next morning.

- He has a strange thing for wrapping his tail around you, whether it be your thigh, waist, neck, he doesn't care as long as it's wrapped around something on you.

- Almost always starts off slow and romantic and eases into getting rough with you the closer he gets. But ironically he starts off quiet and reserved at the start, getting louder and more desperate the rougher he gets.

- HEAVY praise kink, giving and receiving, he'll praise you all day and night, worshipping you until his voice becomes hoarse. If you praise him he's a blushing mess of lusty fluster and desperation for you.

[thefoxcorner]

Hi could you write twisted Shelly fluff headcanons with a reader that is very affectionate to her and does their best to cheer her up

((AH-! The idea of this is so cute to me I can't NOT! You can interpret this as Toon or Human Reader, whichever suits your fancy. Also sorry that fics are taking longer to write lol, I have like 30 or so asks to get through and I'm dealing with graduation shit so it'll be a while before I find a concise schedule.))

Twisted Shelly x Reader comfort headcanons:

- Due to the surging Ichor in her system, she didn't even realize it was you at first, so you better have good cardio because chances are, she won't notice for a long while.

- Once actually pinning you down and getting a good look at you (after attempting to bite off a limb), she'd realize... She knows that face... She remembers that voice... It's you.

- Would be terrified to go anywhere near you for a while after your first encounter, afraid she'll lose herself and harm you, or worse kill you.

- It'd take a lot of kind words and gentle coaxing to get her to let herself near you, but after she realizes she won't hurt you she's putty in your hands instantly.

- A huge cuddle-bug, always in your lap just listening to your breathing and feeling safe in your presence, content to stay in a comforting embrace in silence. You being near her is comfort enough usually.

- On rare occasions though, due to Shelly's jittery attitude and hypersensitive hearing and smell due to her Twisted mutations, she is easily brought into overstimulation or panic attacks. If you happen to catch one of these panic attacks, she is quite feral and jittery during them, usually finding herself reduced to a shaking, whining ball in the corner while you sit next to her and gently rub her spine, telling her it'll be okay.

- Due to her odd body curtosy of her Twisting, she can't balance all that well, usually using her upper body to propel her forwards, hence why she picks up momentum so easily. And with this, it makes it hard to walk, stop running, or make sharp turns. That's where you come in, keeping a hand on her hip in case she has trouble walking, trying to cut off her running paths so you can push her to a stop, or of course catching her upper half if she trips over her legs, holding her clawed hands gently as you help her back up.

- Overall, having you around Shelly after her Twisting is a massive improvement from her feral and bewildered mental state, though even through that, she never told you what exactly made her Twist so badly.

[misscrazyfangirl321]

Checkpoint

Are you having fun? Do you want to keep scrolling or are you just on autopilot?

Have you eaten today?

Have you consumed water today?

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Have you slept recently?

Do you have any chores in process that you've forgotten about or are putting off? (Laundry that needs taken out of the machine, a dishwasher full of dishes that need put away, etc.)

Have you taken all your meds?

If the answer is "All good," feel free to keep scrolling!

But if any of these reminded you of something you need to do, please take care of yourself. 💕

[thefoxcorner]

Most edgy blog imaginable and u cant even handle the idea of someone getting off to a human corpse LARP ALERT!!

Just because my standards are low doesn't mean they're zero, Jackass.

Side Note: Why tf you hiding behind Anon like a coward? If you're gonna be an asshole at LEAST do it to my face.

[pollsforadults]

You get transported into the universe of the last media you consumed. How are you doing?

This is better than my real life

I'm doing well

I'm doing fine

I'm not having a good time

I'm absolutely cooked

There is nothing different about this universe and my own

Voting ended onMay 29

[thefoxcorner]

... I'm getting shoved into Emesis Blue. I'm so dead.

[destroyah-the-fella]

Howdy! This is my debut fic, using an OC of mine. If anyone would like a fic of their own, request a style, and ill, chuck my OCs at it!

[Also this is in collaboration with @thefoxcorner]

The day was young, extremely so when your alarm had gone off. 8am, sharp. You stared blankly at the alarm blaring next to your ear.

“Fuck…” You thought to yourself, maybe you could call out? No, She would not be happy about that, it was your own fault you drank that coffee at 4am. You groggily rolled out of bed, your head throbbing and your body resisting. As you grabbed your lab coat, and began walking to 1-A’s cell to feed him, something felt… Off. You couldn't quite name it, but something was odd. A little too much ice here, maybe the air is chillier there than it was last night? You pushed it aside, and made it to 1-A’s cell. He growled and snarled, as he always did when he saw you. When you pressed the button, and pulled the lever, 1-A’s food dropped into his cell and messily devoured it. Working for Alexis had always been messy, between the zombies, the dinosaurs, and whatever was in between, you had gotten pretty used to it. What you'd also gotten used to is the noises, sometimes screams, sometimes moans, it was always random. Alexis's Lab was very much not a job for the faint of heart, but ever since you'd lost your brother in a car accident of your own making, it'd been easier to avoid caring about gore and sex. Well, until it made its way to you. See, as you often did, you had gone to get Alexis her morning coffee, but she wasn't there, or in any of her usual spots for that matter. You chalked it up to just her sleeping in or something like that. You left the coffee, and a little note behind.

“Yeah, she'll see it. Hopefully.” You had thought. Roughly two hours later, you hadn't checked the time often, you felt a sharp, cold thing pressing onto your shoulder, a bit shocked you whipped around and there She was. Alexis. But, she wasn't wearing her lab coat, or her usual business attire, no, she was covered in icy blue and white scales, pupils pressed into thin slits while she stared down at you with a soft red glow across her face. Your eyes raked over her body, and for whatever reason, you felt a tight, gripping warmth in your stomach.

“Shes my boss, why the fuck am I getting flustered?” You questioned in your own mind. Then, Alexis's eyes raked over you and she licked her teeth. Your eyes met hers, and it hit you. You had never, EVER seen someone look THAT sexually frustrated. 

“Uh oh.” Alexis's tail thrashed behind her. 

“Are you busy?” Her Russian accent was thicker than usual, with this irritated, low growl to it. 

“Uhm… no?” You responded meekly, feeling small under her almost seven-foot tall frame. 

“Good.” She growled as she shoved you onto the desk you had been backed up against. You'd never considered yourself that attractive, maybe a bit more pretty than the average, but certainly not attractive enough to catch your boss's attention. Though, you'd certainly be lying if you said you weren't wildly turned on by the thought. Alexis huffed impatiently. 

“Don't make me say it. You know what I want.” Her tone had dipped lower, quieter, like this was some secret, like she didn't have you where anybody could walk by.

“Do I? Because I'm not so sure I do.” You responded challengingly, causing a snarl from the woman above you, pupils thinning to vertical lines as you felt a sharp claw stab slightly into your hip. It wasn't quite enough for blood to be drawn, but it was there, putting pressure on you. Your breath hitched, and you stiffened a little. 

“Dont be a brat.” She ordered sternly, reptilian muzzle flaring and tail thwapping against the ground rhythmically. 

“Oh yeah? And what if I decide to be anyway huh? Whatcha gonna do then?” You knew it was a bad idea to challenge her, second guessing the words slower than they left your mouth. But you did it anyway, relishing the thrill in your otherwise dreary life. Alexis didn't give you a verbal response, but the claw digging farther into your hip was enough of a hint to how fed up she was with the attitude. She sighed one last time, before burying her face in your neck. She inhaled your scent, nostrils flaring and leaving a sensually cold sensation across your collar that has your breath hitching and hairs standing on end, before her sharp, thick and long tongue raked across your soft skin. It was cold, mixed with a thin residue of saliva and frost; Alexis had huffed onto your neck responsively feeling your shoulder tense, you were getting undeniably horny under her ministrations, inflating her ego. She chuckled a bit against your neck, before you felt her sharp teeth slowly sink into your neck. You tried to suppress a quiet moan, which became impossible as she bit harder. The increasing pressure pulled the lewd noise from your throat, felt her grip on you tighten possessively. Alexis pressed her knee into your core, feeling how wet you were through your pants. 

For the first time in a few minutes, Alexis spoke, her voice hungry. 

“Take them off.” Honestly, with how fast you threw off your shoes and pants, you didn't know if she secretly ripped them off or not, but you didn't care at all. You shuddered a bit, feeling the cold air of the Lab hit against your core like a snowstorm. Alexis pulled away, just a little bit so she could look at you.

“So obedient. It's no real wonder why I cherish you so.” She said, almost condescendingly, a sickly sweet tone falling from her tongue like sap. And you were sipping every bit of it with a bite of your lip.

“Gonna keep staring, or do something about it?” God why did you keep pushing her? Your brain was scolding you while your body was too busy thinking with its pussy. Alexis licked her teeth again, slick saliva forming melty lines between them connecting to her slithering tongue, and tore your shirt off. Literally. Revealing your barely big enough bra, tits practically pouring out of the bra itself and it hasn't even come off yet. Alexis grunted approvingly at the sight, tail curling upwards in slight surprise. 

“Quite well endowed.” She stated flatly as she pressed a sharp claw against your clit. She pulled her claw away and lapped at you, tasting your salty slick over her pointed tongue, the cold frost causing shivers up your spine, thighs threatening to buckle shut.

“Mmmm… And you taste wonderful.”  She murmured against your warmth. She continued tracing idle circles around your clit before her tongue dipped between your folds, threatening to push inside of you. Your hands instinctively shot to her horns, gripping them tight with anticipation. Alexis took that as an invitation, forcing her thick tongue into you. The slithering appendage slid into you easily, coiling around and pressing into spots that had you seeing stars, moans and whines spouting from you like a fountain, the coldness of her smooth tongue against the warmth of your velvety walls eliciting a groan from Alexis, causing her tongue to vibrate softly inside you, the point of her tongue threatening to press into your cervix, yanking from your throat a hearty gasp. After maybe a couple of minutes with her muzzle practically attached to your crotch, Alexis pulled herself away, pulling a pathetic whine from you, which in turn, incited a chuckle from Alexis. 

She stood tall over you again, and then you looked down, seeing not a pussy, but a seven and a half inch, girthy cock staring back at you, glistening with pre cum. Alexis rubbed herself, spreading it around her dick. She stepped closer, putting her hands to either side of you, trapping you against the desk she currently had you on. Without much warning, she began pressing inside you, the two of you feeling your pussy stretching around her, causing an elongated moan out of you that would be worthy of a pornstar. It was about then you realized, her tongue was just a warm up for the monster she was putting inside you. She growled as she stuffed herself deeper, seeing an indention of her cock in your lower abdomen, beginning to thrust at a torturously slow pace. You whined desperately,

“Alexis… please… faster.” You pleaded softly, panting between words.

“Not. Yet.” She growled out in response. She continued the slow pace, feeling you slowly loosening up courtesy of her cock stretching you and allowing your body to adjust to the size, all pain slowly fading into soft ripples of cold pleasure. Then, without much warning, after you were nice and loose, Alexis pulled out, leaving an exposed breeze where the warmth resided a moment ago. Then she flipped you over, forcing you to bend over the desk you had been sitting on. You gasped at the feeling of the cold metal against your exposed tits, her free hand gathering your wrists and pinning them down before she shoved back in with no resistance this time, her head throwing back as your soft insides molded around the shape of her cock, the tip flaring inside you, stretching a limit against your cervix. Her pace was immediately rough and punishing, your body jerking back and forth against the force of her thrusts, her hand gripping your wrists tighter. Above you, you could hear the hissed snarls from Alexis, her muzzle crinkling to reveal her saliva coated teeth, nostrils flared with a puff of frosty haze that sent a chill over you. Her free hand dug into the metal while her thrusts became more wild, the claws digging through the metal with a screech.

The pace continued for a while, moans and screams mixing with the grunts and snarls of the woman above you in an ensemble of pure lust. Alexis let out a draconic chortle at your pathetic whines, tail curling around and whipping your back to force you to moan louder, letting a loud snarl slip as she felt you tighten around her, your slick dripping down your thighs and onto the ground below you. She bent over you, her tits resting against your back, thrusts grinding her cock deeper, flared tip spreading your cervix and barely attempting to press in, her teeth grazing your neck as you screamed in a mixture of pleasurable pain. Her tail coiled around your waist, her cock twitching softly inside you, she was close. You weren't sure if you came yet but didn't care to count, lost in the mindless feral sensation of her monstrous size rearranging your reproductive organs.

With several more deep, brooding thrusts and a roar of defiant lust, you felt the warmth inside you get hotter and stickier, your stomach feeling like liquid gold as she pulled out, admiring the sight of her cum leaking out of you slowly, dribbling down your thigh. Alexis hummed, trailing the drop along her fingers and pressing the cum back inside of you, fighting a chuckle at your high pitched whimpers. Alexis's scales, wings, horns, tail and massive cock all slowly retracted into her. She looked at you, admiring her work.

“Much better.” She leaned down, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “Ill come find you again, if I need you. Go ahead and… take the rest of the day off.” She said happily, before walking away, her feet tapping quietly against the floor as she went to her room to freshen up. This job had just got very, very interesting.

[thefoxcorner]

Supporting my hubby bc he's new to fanfic writing and he deserves the love! 💘💖💕💘😘😘😘

[thefoxcorner]

Do

Do you write for skylanders still?

Mayhaps?

Indeedy I do! I haven't posted it lately bc I've been slacking on my Inbox and with how multifandom the asks are I gotta lotta different stuff to do lol.

[thefoxcorner]

Level with me.. (This isn't serious I promise LMAO)

Am I a weirdo, a whackadoo if you will, for writing Pokemon smut? Like not even the Trainers or anything just the straight-up Pokemon? Bc I have a bunch of blurbs of smut for Pokemon like Nidoking and Beedrill and now I'm sitting here like "Am I a fucking freak for writing these??" So idk, just level with me here fellow fanfic writers.

[done12356259392929-deactivated2]

REMEMBER THAT POST WITH CINDERELLA WHERE HER DRESS CHANGES TO THE COLOR OF YOUR BLOG?

THIS ONE DOES IT TOO!!

I found a bunch more!!

x

[spookykittyontheway-deactivated]

This. is. so. COOL

[everwizard]

If this doesn’t work I’m going to cry.

[thefancydragonqueen]

it’S back!

[kleikot-deactivated20181221]

What

[afeix]

[thelanguageoflovers]

why

[vampiresneverhurtme]

Just reblogging to see if the last one is true

[skinnyboi-uwu]

Wait- what? 🤣

Edit: OH WAIT NO I DIDN’T THINK IT’D GENUINELY WORK OMG- (tap on the images to see it after reblogging 🤪)

[corrupted-steven-youniverse]

i’m only here for the last one-

[official-graveyard-posts]

Official graveyard post. +Bonus

[jeopardy-official]

What is curiousity?

[no-one-offical]

‎

[thefoxcorner]

Just finna test this bc I'm bored.

[thefoxcorner]

thank you for saving me.. i was so thirsty /ref

-the killdroid anon

Anytime! I'm glad you liked it!

[thefoxcorner]

Astro x reader cockwarming + mayyyybeeebebeeebe ahemsmemem praise??????

((Hehehehehe yesssss yes my Anon the smut I can deliver hehehehe))

Astro x Reader SMUT: Begging to Move

You both were such messes, Astro hovering above you with one pair of arms caging you beneath him and the other on your hips with a grip that you knew would leave you with bruises later. He whined as he grinded his cock inside you, causing another desperate moan to pull itself from your throat.

"Astro, baby.. You're doing so well.. Mmh- so patient." You cooed into his ear which only made him groan lowly as his dick twitched from within. He's been inside you for at least an hour, your slick soaking underneath the two of you but much to Astro's frustration you just won't let him move. He felt his starry eye glow brighter from the frustration, a stray tear at the corner of his other eye.

"P-Please, Y/n.. Please let me move, I-I need to move so badly.. You're so tight and perfect, I'll do anything if you'll just let me-" You cut him off, grabbing him by the shoulders and pulling him in for a kiss, running your hands through his hair and pulling every so often to hear his sweet whines and whimpers.

"You really wanna end our fun so soon? So impatient.." You chided him lowly, grinding your hips against his just to see him tick. He bit his lip, finally snapping and having had enough. He pulled out a bit before slamming back in rough enough to send you back a bit before he dragged you closer. He bit his lip to stifle his moans, setting a brutal and punishing pace that only made you scream and whimper from how sensitive you'd been after going at this for so long.

"F-Fuck, Astro! Slow do- FUCK!" Your words caught in your throat and were replaced by moans and curses, your back arching as Astro pounded and railed into you like his life depended on it.

"You wanted to tease me so much.. Wouldn't even let me fuck you.. So now you don't get to choose." His words were uncharacteristically mean for someone as passive as him, but it drove you crazy, your hands finding perch on his back, eliciting a lewd moan from him feeling your nails dig thoroughly into his back.

"Fuck.. Y/n you're doing so well.. Taking this so good.." He whimpered out, gripping your hips tighter and digging his free hands into the bed sheets aggressively, feeling himself inching closer to finishing. With a few more powerful thrusts, you felt Astro dump his heat into you, your insides feeling like a mushy mess.

"Fucking hell.. I gotta piss you off more often." You joked, feeling Astro pull out of you with a sigh,

"Please don't... I was worried I hurt you in my anger." And there was your sweetheart Astro again. You sat up with a chuckle, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"No promises. Angry Astro is hot." You whispered in his ear, pecking his flushing cheek before laying down to pass out.

[thefoxcorner]

OH IM GEEKED okay… could i request killdroid w/ a mechanic reader? bonus if its just a little bit suggestive..

((EEEEE Alright I gotchu I gotchu.. Quick thing tho since the DoD wiki didn't exactly give me a very good idea of his personality he might be A BIT ooc, but that's genuinely just bc the wikis I found gave me NOTHING about his personality or anything.))

Killdroid x Mechanic!Reader: Repair and Requite

You had been a mechanic for the longest time as a sort of hobby turned job. First it started with teenage you fixing some toys or consoles for your friends then you took it a step higher, helping your neighbors with their cars and eventually making your own little automatons. You also, unfortunately, found yourself in a strange realm just like the other survivors or civilians trapped in whatever the hell this endless death loop is, and thus busied yourself with your contraptions and gizmos to keep yourself sane.

Flash forward a year or so into this whole debacle and you found yourself an unlikely rocky ally-ship with the Killdroid. He didn't speak much, at least not to you, only stating matters of fact and various scans or kills he'd gotten or picked up that day. You never minded it, and at one point regretfully enjoyed his company, which brings us to where you are now.

You tinkered and chipped away at a new project you'd been meaning to finish for a while since you've been busy making traps and fixing other such inventions at the request of the other civilians stuck in this hellscape with you. You were lost in thought, your mind swirling with ideas and questions that in the end always circled back to Killdroid. The realization made you shake your head. You couldn't REALLY be so fond of him as to...

[Y/N] Killdroids automated tone waved over you from behind, causing you to stiffen. It was like whatever twisted trickster gods ran this fucked up place just WANTED you to die of embarrassment rather than getting killed in various ways.

"Y-Yeah, Killdroid? What uh- what do you want?" You called back, not bothering to turn around as you heard him shuffle in and plop himself on your work-table.

[I AM BROKEN, AND IN NEED OF YOUR SERVICE.] He called back, tilting his head with a calm whirr as you turned around to see that he looked terrible. His left arm was dislocated and hanging off of the joint by the wires, his right hand was stripped of all outer casing leaving the endoskeletal clawed visage free for all to see, his chest was gashed, one of his shoulder launchers was missing, overall it looked like he got beaten with a bulldozer.

Your eyes widened in shock and slight worry as you ran over to him, grabbing a toolbox and kneeling down to begin working on his legs.

"Jeez, Killdroid did ya get in a fight with a steamroller what happened?" You laughed playfully, glancing up at where his face should be, being met back with the silent emotionless X pattern staring back down at you.

[THE CIVILIANS WERE MORE PREPARED FOR MY ATTACKS TODAY THAN I HAD INITIALLY ASSUMED.] He tilted his head again, headphones threatening to fall off from the motion. You nodded, making quick work of fixing his legs, since they seemed the least damaged. You got up and walked to a nearby cabinet, rummaging around haphazardly for any extra parts that could replace his missing shoulder launcher.

[YOU DO NOT NEED TO REPLACE THE ROCKET LAUNCHER. A SIMPLE REMOVAL OF THE BROKEN PIECES WILL SUFFICE.] He watched you intently, feeling his gaze bore into your back. Turning back around you wandered back to him, some sheet metal and paint in your hands instead.

Hours waged on as you tiredly fixed up Killdroid, sighing in a drowsy victory as you looked at him. He looked as normal as ever now, save for the missing launcher.

"Good as new, buddy." You yawned out, stretching and feeling your muscles relax, bones popping comfortably.

[THANK YOU, Y/N. I AM IN YOUR DEBT FOR THIS SERVICE.] He nodded to you, getting off the work table and walking over to you.

"Anytime, Killdroid." You opened your eyes to be met with Killdroid's featureless face staring down at you, causing your heart to race as you back up a bit instinctively. He stepped closer, head tilting again, much slower this time. Like a predator.

"Uhm... Buddy? Getting a little spooky there." Your shaky voice and higher tone made him pause for a moment, various motors whirring in place before he continued walking towards you.

[YOUR HEART RATE IS RISING.] He lowered his head, looking over your body. To say you were a bit scared was an understatement but you just couldn't bring yourself to run or fight back. Your back met the wall with a small thud, your shoulders tensing as Killdroid stalked up to you until you were eye-level with his chest. He looked down at you, a cold hand coming up under your chin to keep you from looking away.

[YOUR NEURAL SIGNALS ARE TELLING ME YOU ARE NOT AFRAID. YOU WANT THIS. DON'T YOU?] He backs up a bit to lower himself down to be eye-level with you, your heart rate slowing slightly as you weighed what he just said. You knew he was right, you DID want this. And part of you hated it.

You turned away from him, nodding rather sheepishly. Killdroid made a small humming noise in response, leaning over and hoisting you into his arms, causing a small yelp from you.

[GOOD. BECAUSE I TOO WOULD LIKE TO REMAIN WITH YOU.] He leaned down, pressing his forehead to yours gently, you assume it's his way of kissing you since he doesn't have a mouth so you reach your hand up to pull him closer, not even noticing him carrying you through your home up to your bedroom. He tosses you on the bed rather carelessly, quickly crawling over you to keep you from getting up.

You stared back at him in minor shock, feeling his cold hands slip under your shirt and tenderly grasp at your hips.

"Wait right now? I mean that's a bit forward- a-and do you even have a-" You were quickly cut off hearing a distorted laugh coming from Killdroid, jolting with a whine as he gripped your hips tighter.

[IF YOU DIDN'T WANT THIS. MY SENSORS WOULD HAVE TOLD ME BY NOW. I HAVE BEEN SCANNING YOUR NEURAL SIGNALS SINCE I CAME HERE. AND YES, I HAVE THE NECESSARY PARTS FOR THIS, ALTHOUGH ARTIFICIAL, I DOUBT YOU MIND MUCH.] His words rang with a correctness that made your cheeks flush with embarrassment and your rational sense spring with the hatred at the fact that he's right. Your thoughts are interrupted hearing a loud hiss coming from a panel on his crotch.

You were in for a long night indeed.

((Tee-hee get cliffhangered mfs /silly))

((No but srsly if you want me to continue this with some juicy smut I can certainly oblige it if asked! Hope you enjoyed the read!))

[thefoxcorner]

DIE OF DEATH MASTERLIST

Pursuer:

Badware:

Artful:

Devesto:

Killdroid:

KillDroid x Mechanic!Reader: Repair and Requite (Suggestive)

Harken:

MeQuot:

Thec:

Swapful:

[thefoxcorner]

me and the 5 other killdroid fans just cheered when you said you’d write for DoD soon

Hehehehe, make that TODAY SUCKAAAAA! I did my research and I have ideas up the WAHZOOOOOOO! SO COME ONE COME ALL, FROM DEVESTO TO KILLDROID TO MEQUOT TO ARTFUL I SHALL WRITE ALL OF YOUR TWISTED ROMANTIC DOD FICTION! *Maniacal laughter*

[thefoxcorner]

Not really a request more of a suggestion or question. I saw you write for Forsaken, do you also write for Die Of Death?

I do plan to, actually! I'm in the process where I'm just researching a few characters' personalities and whatnot to make sure I write them correctly, but yes I am planning on making some DoD stuff very soon!