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N remembers the manor.
V doesn’t.
When a hunt goes wrong and V is left offline, N is forced to confront the one thing he’s been avoiding for years:
the girl he remembers isn’t the one standing beside
him anymore.How does J feel about all of this…
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- Part 1 of Stay with me until Morning
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Jaune Arc was bad with directions. Hell, before being trained, he was piss poor at most things. But, by some odd twist of fate, he somehow made himself into a huntsman. Not on paper though. No, now he wanders from town to town with a smile on his face. Who knew that turning right at the wrong crossroads would let him achieve his dream early?
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Skyclad For Big Brother by StarryVorkutlager for DragonWriter9
Fandoms: Murder Drones (Web Series)
01 Dec 2025
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J, the human, has organized a evening party (for humans) alongside her siblings (also human, also not biological siblings) hosted at the manor owned by Tessa the Human. Uzi, Doll, and Lizzy are among the human guests. Cyn isn't at the soiree; she's in the basement doing whatever creepy stuff she gets into down there. V and Tessa are puzzled by her absence, J is somehow simultaneously relieved and annoyed by it, and N is saddened enough to go fetch the ball of sunshine (who never actually sees the Sun). He should not have done that. She was counting on it. Cyn was planning on coming to the party anyway, when everything was in place. N comes back, changed. There is only one thing he wants to do. And six people he wants to do it with. They'd rather not, at least not like this. But Cyn loves N, N loves doing anything, and the girls will love N, no matter how long it takes. (Not very long. Giggle).
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Cosmos of Comedy is a chaotic, over-the-top satire where every character’s obsession with N becomes both hilarious and terrifying. Set against the ruins of Copper-9, what starts as a “wedding livestream” spirals into a surreal reality-show-meets-horror-romance.
Meanwhile, poor N just wants peace — but every attempt to set boundaries (teaching “Emotional Safety 101,” handing out journals, or calling oil breaks) only fuels more unhinged devotion. His nervous mutter, “Biscuits…”, becomes both his catchphrase and a corporate cash cow.
Behind the chaos, there is genuine warmth: N’s soft heart keeps reaching out, seeing the good in each of them, even when they terrify him. The girls’ obsession, though dangerous, comes from real longing and fractured affection. Between the parody of corporate exploitation, Lizzy’s gleeful livestreaming, and Khan’s deadpan “dad commentary,” the story balances slapstick with surprising sincerity.
A mix of reality-show satire, horror-comedy, and chaotic romance, where affection is both a joke and a weapon. It’s absurd, feral, and merch-obsessed — but underneath the screaming, biting, and contracts, it’s about love, vulnerability, and finding comfort in the madness