#archivist x reader

[tavyliasin]

The Treasure He Keeps - Archivist x Gender Neutral Reader

Going to start trying some more samples like this, slices of the fic to give you an appetiser of what you'll find in the full work~

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You can find the full work on AO3! Mind the tags~

The Treasure He Keeps on AO3

[biribaa]

Archivist finding the reader crying

Maybe I writed this when I cried in a ugly wsy minutes esrlier???? Maybe???? :0

Didnt thought much about the scenario and stuff just uh angst confort. I normally write Archvist x reader in my Archvist design i did where she have six hands I guess and shes giant but here is just Archivist in P03's body

TW/CW: None ig?

"Oh, dear."

There you are, not being able to breathe normally because of a stuffy nose, and now eyes stinging both from tears and the lights that were suddenly turned on. You looked at the Archivist, sad, scared and on top of that embarrassed that she saw this mess.

The robot approached slowly, trying to maintain the calm posture even though she was gravely worried by the context of all this. While you, just rubbed your blanket-covered thighs, not knowing how to react.

Already standing very close to the edge of your bed, Archivist gently brought her body closer to yours, as if she were approaching a frightened rabbit. You didn't protest, and gently let Archivist stand by your side.

"Dear?" She looked at you. You decided it would be easier not to answer.

It took a few seconds, maybe five, for her to notice that you preferred not to comment.

You sniff, turning your body to the other side, making Archivist stare at your back. She frowns, trying to approach you just one more time.

You feel a claw caress your arm. "Sweetie..." Archivist layed down next to you, letting her body next to yours. "Shhh..." A cold shiver runs in your neck when she nuzzled her screen towards it.

"We can't have this, Y/N. Mind telling me what happened? I need to help you..." Her arm circled around your waist, whispering kindly.

You couldn't just ignore her. Her affection, her voice, her. She manages to erase any bitter feeling skewering your heart and stomach, it was like magic, and you couldn't deny it.

Hesitantly, you turned your chest towards her, coming across her screen slightly close towards your nose. Your eye searched every little detail of your partner's face, her worried expression left you with a hint of guilt. Tho, you can't ignore how she's super cute.

"Worry doesn't suit your face..." You spoke, your voice weak and low from the past sniveling.

"I can't help it. Seeing you like this breaks my circuits." Archivist sighs.

"Sorry."

"Don't say sorry dearheart. Come closer, please."

You accepted the gesture, bringing your body closer to your girlfriend's metallic one, your legs between her hips and your arms circled around her neck, but not too tight, while her hand stays on your waist.

"Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?"

"...nnno." You grunted, closing your eyes and letting your tears dry in her affection.

The face on the Archivist screen showed less concern, smirking now.

Eventually, you get to the point where you can't even move because you don't want to lose an ounce of Archivist, and you don't even want to open your eyes because they're stinging with the tears. Classic lazy feeling after a crying time.

Life wouldn't be good without a tiny bit of sadness. And there you are with your girlfriend.

[beetleskeleton]

Archivist doodles yippee

come on simps pspspspspsps come get your dinner pspspspsps

@arinsanity @pinksparklelps

oh and @biribaa

[chibipsycho-v3]

Hello Hello! It’s me! If you don’t mind a request, could I get some fluffy headcannons of P03 and the Archivist? Take all the time that you need! I don’t mind a bit of a wait. Have a good rest of your day/night!

Ah, hello~! Headcanons, eh? Well, I misread that and by the time I noticed, I'd written part of it. So you get an extra double-dose! A scoop of headcanons AND a scoop of XReader! Here we go~

Fluff Headcanons- P03

P03 tries to be flippant and superior, but he absolutely has a soft spot when it comes to you. He may tone down his teasing or soften his voice clips when you enter, and it's noticeable. And adorable.

This boy is starved for affection, but he'll never admit it directly. But the way he reacts when you touch his arm or lean against his side… He leans into it immediately, then acts like he didn't notice he'd done anything.

And heaven forbid if you give P03 smooches. All of his attention is riveted on you now, seeking out more of your sweet kisses with gentle nudges. But don't tease him about it or he'll withdraw and pout about it half the day.

P03's genuine laughter is so sweet, imagine his laughter audio clips mixed with an uncontrollable giggle. It's a little tough to get him to laugh more than that little smug noise he makes usually, but boy does it pay off when you do get him going!

Fluff Headcanons- The Archivist

Archivist, above almost everything else, loves collecting data. And you are no exception! She is completely enamored with any story you have to tell her about your day. She loves to listen when you infodump about an interest of yours!

She has that prim-lady laugh in polite company, the mouth-closed 'hm-hm-hm' laugh. But in private, her real laugh is like the dramatic-lady laugh (think Jessie from Pokemon) but with an ethereal echo. Aaaha-ha-ha~ She only does it around the Uberbots and you.

Unlike some of the other Uberbots, Archivist is confident about affection. She'll lean down and place little static smooches on the top of your head whenever she feels like it (which is often.) And if you want snuggles, you'll GET snuggles!

She saves all of the little interactions she has with you in a folder deep in her hard drive- that may or may not be marked with a bunch of hearts. Keep out, Archivist's eyes only!

And now for our XReader portion!

P03 x GN!Reader

P03 was the type to get stuck in his work- balancing cards, recalibrating his particle scanner, doing spot inspections and generally being an overbearing boss to his factory workers. So in an attempt to relieve some of his workload, you offered to help him sort the day's cards.

There was an amiable silence between you as you both sorted cards into stacks of energy cost. Your thoughts carried you off as you glanced at the robotic Scrybe out of the corner of your eye. To think that he didn't even want you to look at the cards when you first began stopping by the factory, let alone touch them. Now he trusts you to sort with him; it felt… nice.

"What's the matter?" P03 interrupted your musing as you looked up. His eyes flicked down to your hands, then back up. "You were hesitating. Don't tell me that you suddenly forgot how to count," he teased, his screen flickering to that smug face of his.

You pouted, but you were used to his jeers at this point and could fire right back. "Oh, I was merely distracted by the handsome robot across from me," you replied, your own smirk curling your mouth. It wasn't technically a lie, either.

That seemed to catch him genuinely off-guard, a shocked face cycling across his screen before he switched to an indifferent look quickly as if to hide his reaction. "Seriously?" he beeped, "Are you so simple-minded that I distract you?"

He could dish the teasing out, but he couldn't take it and it was hilarious to you. "I mean, a Scrybe is pretty distracting by themselves, but you…" you trailed off with a smile, then added, "Intelligence and looks, dangerous combination."

You could tell you got him good because P03 started flustering with a few high chirps. Then there were those cute dashes on his 'cheeks'- Success! Blushing robot!

"S-Stop that!" he barked with a stutter, but you could tell he was putting up a front, "Just sort before I take them from you, idiot."

You couldn't help a laugh. He was so easy to tease sometimes.

The Archivist x GN!Reader

It was a rare moment that you got alone with the Archivist, once her flock of librarians had moved off to study some files at her behest. But you so enjoyed these moments with the Uberbot- and so did she.

You would ask her about her day and she would tell you about the most interesting files she had come across in that day. You weren't really sure about some of the technical terms she used, but she was so excited that you hung on every word anyway. Then she would ask you about your day. You told her this and that, even the tiniest details you added in held her attention. Whether your day was good or bad, she strove to hear everything about it- if you were willing to tell.

You were almost certain that she was slowly building a file on you- and that struck you as sweet.

"It sounds as if your day was interesting," Archivist cooed in that soft, digitized hum. Her voice was beautiful, it soothed your nerves to hear her talk about- anything. Sometimes you would just listen in on her instructions to the librarians just to admire the sound. "-Dear?"

"Huh?" You snapped back to attention, then felt a little silly, "Sorry, I zoned out. Could you repeat that?"

She laughed gently at your sheepish look. "I deduced that," she replied, "I said, 'I found a story that you might be interested in during my file search. Would you like me to read it to you, dear?'"

Oh, wonderful. "Yes, please," you found yourself replying a little too quickly. You knew Archivist had noticed when she tittered again.

She reached out her arm to beckon you closer and you obeyed. She tucked her arm around you to pull you closer to her frame and she smiled down at you. You smiled back, feeling so lucky to know her in this moment.

Archivist began her story, "It was a wondrous time to be alive…"

[beetleskeleton]

Pookie I readed ur P03 x robot reader fic I lofed it. What about Archivist with a robot reader,,,, or even a computer reader even that would be so cool,,,(take ur time u dont have to write it if u dont want to ofc❤️)

Funny that you’re the first person to call me pookie/lh

I don’t mind <3

Anyway yess more robot partner

✦Archivist with a Robot/Computer partner✦

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Archivist is delighted to have a robotic partner. Not that she’s particularly picky when it comes to species, but it is helpful to have a partner who understands what it means to be technology. Now you and her can share similar experiences, last with each other much longer, and can overall do more together. She’s glad to have company outside of her librarians, as much as she loves them all dearly. 

  One of her favorite things to do with her bots is preening them! She’s highly affectionate and loves to preen any and all close to her, platonic or romantic. So she would’ve established her affections long before any romance started picking up speed. Once it does however, it doesn’t change that much other than more genuine touches than usual. 

She would be elated if you preened her in return, as she always enjoys it whenever her librarians do it, which is frequently. To have her partner do it would be more of a sweet gesture in her eyes. Especially as you both talk to each other as you preen one another, simply chatting about whatever comes about while showing your gratitude for each other in actions rather than words.

However, for the computer reader, she knows that your abilities are limited. However, that does not stop her love and affections whatsoever. In fact, she’ll be fascinated by you! You’re able to connect to the web and search for all this knowledge all around the globe, and that amazes her to no end. Archivist will even call you her secondary archivist due to your immense amounts of knowledge and data that you’re able to collect and store within your database. 

She is also sure to be careful when giving affection. Depending on the size of the computer, she could either match your size or be able to squish you flat like a pancake. So she tries to be careful when she can. 

Although, she has no issue building little places for you to be. More often than not, she’ll make them where she visits frequently, mostly so you can talk to her while she works. She really enjoys it whenever you do that. She also builds a few up and about the Scrapyard so you can look around outside as well. 

If she is too busy to routinely check up on you, she’ll send her librarians to do so and then report back to her. Archivist wants to make sure you’re functioning properly at all times.

Speaking of which, Archivist will help you with any and all maintenance! She most likely will somehow have a copy of your blueprints in her archive so she has a guide as to what would need fixing and how to go about it. She would also have her librarians assist as well should it be a more complex job. 

She praises you like no other, as if you were the one to be worshiped within the Scrapyard. Archivist even advises her librarians to give praise to you as well! You may as well be another God to them just as much as the Archivist is. She adores seeing you get all flustered with it all, finding it very endearing. She tuts you if you try to shift the focus back to her, lightheartedly correcting you to stir in the right direction. Her secondary archivist only deserves the best praise~ 

 Overall, she enjoys having a partner who understands what it’s like being a bot. While there are certain experiences unique to both beast and technology, Archivist is at least glad for slightly more convenience. But of course, she loves her little bot so much more than any creature could ever know.

[biribaa]

Lil yandere!Archivist x reader thing

It was when her big green digital eye caught up at you that she knew you would be an interesting topic to study. But Archivist didn't expect to gain an obsession with you.

She has an entire shelf just for files and photos of you, which started out as a simple txt file to note your birthday, but is now filled with photos, personal files, and even little imaginary romance stories between you and the Archivist, written by herself for herself.

Of course, her followers dared question the Archivist's love-drunk state, saying her time wasn't worth it for a mere human who didn't make as many sacrifices and treated the Archivist like a goddess like the rest of her followers.

"Mere human, you say?" Archivist questioned, with the same "gentle" smile as always, which wasn't always a good sign. And with the freezing air and the dark of the archives area, it made the little librarian swallow hard.

"Well... Yes." They could already imagine the possibilities that can happen just from disagreeing with Archivist. "You've been distracted a lot recently mainly because of that simple human, m-my Archivist..."

The Archivist's gentle smile remained, she turned her torso towards that follower, and tilted her head slightly to the right.

"Do you even know them?"

"I mean–"

"Do you even know them like I do?"

The follower fell silent, and the Archivist screen quietly approached them, still with the smile.

"Answer me"

If you strained your eyes a little, you could see that same follower shuddering "I'm only aware of their name, my Archivist"

"EXACTLY!"

All the other followers shuddered as they heard Archivist's giant fist slam against the ground, hitting the protester square on. And when everyone noticed, the Archivist's smile was gone.

That librarian? Barely dead now, their body turned to rubble and filth, and their screen could barely stay on if it wasn't blinking steadily.

Archivist bowed their back animalistically, the only thing holding back their rage was the precious files around thrm. She squeaked her metal fingers against the ground to grab what was left of that follower, holding them over her screen, forcing a stare, and all who were there watched the scene in horror, witnessing the cruelty of the uberbot they worship.

"Now listen here, mere librarian. I know exactly how much that human is worth, and while I have a shelf of dozens, hundreds and maybe even thousands of files about them alone. You only know their name, and yet, you come here to disturb my glorious work to protest about something you are so competent about?! You don't even do the work to get to know them better!" The angry voice echoed through the entire area, and as if things couldn't get any worse, the Archivist hurled the figure that is almost impossible to think was once a follower of the Archivist to the ground, only to slam her palm against their body, finally driving them to their silent death.

And finally, after so much despair taking place in just one room, the after-death silence arrives.

The giant uberbot corrected their column, watching all those who were in shock at the scene.

Archivist sighed, resuming her calm demeanor.

"Clean up this mess, please. Y/N is coming over today."

[beetleskeleton]

Umm  

don’t really have a good explanation for this one other than gay thoughts and me getting a little too silly

Human Archivist stuff yippee

-Smudges-

!!Warning for slightly suggestive content!!

You leaned against her shoulder while she brushed your hair back past your shoulder. It was peaceful, quiet, giving a perfect silence that was nothing short of comforting. The two of you were all snuggled up together on the couch, merely enjoying each other’s sweet company after a long day. You felt a tender hand on your cheek, and you instinctively leaned into it, a reaction that had become immediate after many months of being together. 

You gazed up at her beautiful green eye, admiring how it seemed to shine as she noticed you looking up at her. She was wearing her signature black lipstick and deep green eyeshadow, which complimented her beauty in your eyes. In a swift motion, she pressed her lips onto yours, giving a small pause as she stayed there long enough for you to process what was happening. 

When she pulled back, there was a lipstick stain where she had kissed you, like a sweet phantom of the lovely affection from your gorgeous partner. She smirked, brushing her thumb against your lips, “My, my..how pretty you look with my color.” You fluster, face going bright as you shrunk back under her peering gaze. 

“Don’t look away from me now, my dear.” She chided, tilting your head back to make you face her. She peppered kisses onto your face as she murmured sweet nothings to you, that progressively got more flirtatious as she continued, with even some kisses trailing down to your neck if you let her. Soon enough, your face was smeared in lipstick stains, not that you complained of course. Or more rather, your brain was too much of a flustered puddle to complain at that point. 

The Archivist only smirked as she looked at your bright, love-struck face, as she held your face in her hands. Stroking her thumb against your cheek, smudging the spot of lipstick in the process, she pressed a sensual kiss onto your lips. Your heart was pounding out of your chest, her breath mingling with yours once she pulled back, now being pinned down to the couch as her eye seemed to gleam in the darkness of her secluded shadow looming over you. She trailed her finger against your chin as she spoke, “Let’s see what other things your capable of tonight, dear.~” Before you could even get a reply in, her lips were pressed against yours again. 

With a certain…’look’ in her eye, and the smudges of kisses all over you, you could tell that tonight was going to be a long night.  

[chibipsycho-v3]

Hello Hello! It's me again!

Heehoo request time/lh

I'm feelin' very hurt/comfort cause anxiety is being a bitch like always. Same peeps from before btw!

Basically, just some general anxiety comfort will do. Whether that's headcanons or a oneshot or both like last time is up to you. But I would like to add a personal tidbit if that's fine.

How they would comfort their partner who's ashamed of how they feel.

I'm sorry if that's a bit too personal or if it's just oversharing in general, I just could use some comfort about that, y'know? Totally up to you if you want to answer this request or not friend.

Have a good rest of your day/night!

*hands together* I am sorry that this took so long to get to you I won't bore you with my RL But I wanted to get these just right before I posted them. I did these in a headcanon style this time, it was the format that flowed- for some reason?

Anyway I hope you feel better, friend. I have some similar struggles from time to time and while I can't rightfully say I know your pain, I feel for you and with you. So we can all sit here and get some comfort from some nice 'bots~

P03 comforting a partner who is ashamed with how they feel

Something is bothering you, P03 can tell. He's not very perceptive with mood changes in others, but he's been around you long enough to recognize it.

At first, he doesn't say anything. He figures if you wanted to talk about it, you would. He does soften his words around you, though.

P03 finally can't take it and he pulls you aside to ask you what the problem is. If someone's bothering you or something, he'd have a few choice words with-!

In the quiet of the backroom, away from prying eyes, you tell him. But once you tell him what's bothering you, his face can't quite settle between sad and upset.

He doesn't say anything quite yet, but- if you were okay with it- he would pull you close and hold you against himself.

He tries to come up with words, but- Oh, he's terrible at this. But you're not feeling good and he's gonna try his damnedest to relieve that feeling.

So P03 tries to offer the words he needed in the past. That he can see you're not feeling good. That you shouldn't be too hard on yourself. That he's proud of your efforts. It may take him a minute (this poor 'bot is awful at discussing emotions, especially his own) but he may even tell you a little about his past to show you're not alone.

Once you've calmed down a bit, he turns his attention to the factory- and calls an early shutdown for the day. His workers are understandably confused, but he tells them not to question it.

He's not going to just comfort and run, he's gonna stick close to you for the rest of the day.

You want to talk more about your problems? He's listening. You want to discuss something else? He's got plenty of subjects and things to distract you with. You want to cuddle? He'll find a blanket for you both. If you want something to eat or drink, he refuses to let you do it yourself and brings it to you.

He wouldn't put this effort out for just anyone, and if pressed by someone he'd deny he did it, but P03 does care about you.

"I don't want you to feel ashamed. I am proud of who you are. Tell that to the thoughts that are trying to scramble you up."

The Archivist comforting a partner who is ashamed with how they feel

The Archivist can tell your mood is off the moment that your demeanor changes. She says nothing in front of others, but as soon as the two of you are alone, she'd ask if you were feeling alright. She wants to give you a chance to talk on your own if you wish to.

If you do tell her what's bothering you, she gives you a look not of pity, but of sympathy. She'd offer a hug if you'd like it, and she squeezes your shoulders gently.

All of her files are set to the side for you. She wants you to feel better, but she doesn't want to overstep a boundary.

But first, your comfort is her priority. That file the Archivist built on you tells her all she needs to help you out. She'll get your favorite drink in your favorite spot with possibly even a playlist of some soothing music to help you de-stress. Any other comforts you need are easy enough for her to get her claw on.

If you need a distraction from your problem, she has no end to interesting subjects the two of you could talk about or things she could show you to take your mind off of things.

She doesn't want to goad you into telling her anything, but she insists that you can tell her anything; she's a really good listener, after all. If you want to be left in solitude, she'll let you calm down by yourself if that's what you need.

But if you want to talk, she's there to listen. The Archivist loves to listen to you, though to hear the hurt and shame in your words, see it in your face… It tugs at something in her circuits.

She'd do anything to make you feel differently, but of course it's never as simple as that. So she tries to understand your position. She might ask gentle questions about why you might feel this way or what she could do to help- but if those questions upset you, she would immediately backtrack.

Your state of mind is her top concern and she tries her best to be attentive and understand.

"You're my sweet partner, and nothing could ever make me ashamed of you. I wish I could change things for you… But I can stand by you through your troubles. Always."