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I love her a lot. Like a lot. She is so beautiful and amazing and fun fact that I learned...V always put survival before herself, even though she very much admired N or something and that makes me wanna cry bc I wanna hold her and if she does not like being holded (held) I will respect that and admire her from afar

Little Blurr

V x Fem! Drone! Reader

....if y'all couldn't tell- I've got a soft spot for V and there's not enough writings on her....I also love this idea, especially when Uzi jumps onto her like a lil parasite omg..

Anywayyy enjoy!! I will be taking a break of some other writings to do requests!!!

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V stalked through the rusted remains of the factory, her processors already bracing for impact. It always came at the worst times—just as she was focusing, just as she let her guard down. A blur of black and yellow would come screaming from the ceiling or an air vent, latching onto her like a parasite. And every time she peeled the annoying little cockroach off, Y/n would have some smug, flirty remark ready.

But today?

Nothing.

V made it across the main floor without so much as a rustle from the rafters. No blur of metal limbs. No annoying weight suddenly clinging to her shoulders.

She should’ve been relieved. She wasn’t.

Fifteen more steps. No pounce.

Okay. Weird.

V’s optics flickered, scanning her surroundings. The place was silent—too silent. Normally, by now, she’d be yanking Y/n off and enduring some dumb quip like, "Miss me? You’re really bad at dodging, babes." But all she got was the distant creak of metal in the wind.

Her claws flexed, irritation bubbling up.

“Alright,” she snapped, voice echoing off the steel walls. “Where the hell are you?”

Silence.

V’s eye twitched.

She marched forward, kicking over a rusted crate. “What, you finally got bored of being insufferable?” Another crate went flying. “Or did someone finally squish you? ‘Cause if so, I wanna shake their hand.”

Still nothing.

Her frown deepened. She hated this. It was too quiet, too still. It made her chest feel—ugh—weird.

V whirled around, optics glowing. “If you don’t drop on me in the next ten seconds, I’m gonna find you and rip your stupid little—”

She didn’t get to finish.

A weight slammed onto her back, sending her stumbling forward. Arms wrapped around her shoulders, legs locking around her waist.

“Aw, V, I knew you cared~” Y/n cooed, chin resting on V’s head.

V froze. Then her claws clenched.

“YOU LITTLE—” She yanked Y/n off, holding her up by the collar like an oversized cat. “Where the hell were you!?”

Y/n smirked. “Oh? Did you miss me~?”

V’s circuits shorted for half a second before she let out an exasperated groan, throwing Y/n into the nearest scrap pile. “I HATE YOU.”

Lying in the heap, Y/n just grinned, optics twinkling with mischief.

Oh yeah. V was so doomed.

V affection HC'S

Serial Designation V x GN! Reader

Bc I love her<3

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- Whenever the group stops to rest, casually sits next to V, pull her close against your chest without a word. V grumbles at first but eventually relaxes, even resting her head on your shoulder.

- During battles, constantly keep an eye on V, and if V gets knocked down or injured, immediately fly to her, and pull her close as you checks for damage—ignoring V’s protests that she’s fine. It makes her feel so loved though she'll never admit it.

- During group flights, V will sometimes hover close to you, resting a hand on your lower back or shoulder as if to ensure your still there. V pretends to be annoyed but never actually moves away.

- V has developed a habit of ruffling your head or patting it affectionately, usually after V says something sarcastic or snarky. V’s wings twitch in irritation, but the faint flicker of her optics betrays what she says most of the time.

- When they camp out, V instinctively pulls you close, wrapping her arms around you as they lie back-to-back or chest-to-back. If you try to move away, V just tightens her hold, muttering something about keeping you "safe.”

- Whenever V gets overly snarky or frustrated, you can shut her up by pulling her into an unexpected hug, holding her until V either melts into it or grumbles something about you being “too clingy.”

- When N or Uzi comment on their dynamic, V makes a show of pulling you into a one-armed hug, glaring and saying, “What? They're my favorite.” and she rolls her optics while you smile.

- If you get injured, V insists on being the one to help patch her up. She often lingers, brushing her claws along your arm or shoulder as she works, muttering, “You’re too reckless,” in a way that’s more affectionate than scolding.

- After tense moments or near-misses, you can quietly take V’s hand, and hold it for a few seconds before letting go, acting like it never happened. She takes it as a reassurance method

- After particularly rough fights, if you keep V close, holding her waist or shoulders while glaring at anyone who might pose a threat V pretends to be annoyed, but her wings droop slightly, normally hinting a subtle sign of relaxation.

- V is such a moody butt even though she loves every subtle affectionate thing you give. Like...lots of sass and attitude but she appreciates it even if she struggles to show it<3