Robo-friendship- Bender x nonbinary! reader (platonic) (requested)
Bender Masterlist
request: hello, do you write platonic stuff? if you do, can i request bender comforting his nonbinary friend (reader) in his own bender way when they get upset about people misgendering them? Thank you and sorry ^^;
Pairing: Bender x nonbinary! reader (platonic)
TRIGGER WARNING: this contains a nonbinary person being misgendered, if you have suffered something like this and feel like you are going to feel bad about this, please don’t read it.
Warnings: sad reader, sad Bender, comforting Bender, fluff, but like, a lot of FLUFF, misgendering, cold cuddling, Bender being a little bit of a softie and coming back to his normal self.
A/N: as y’all know, I am a cis woman, so I (even though I am part of the LGBTQ+ community) I haven’t lived the struggles of trans people, neither nonbinaries or gender fluid. So please, politely, correct me if I say something wrong. I am not trying to make anybody feel bad, but again, if I do something wrong, tell me.
The reader’s pronouns used in this story are: they/ them
Now, let’s being.
Reader’s POV
I came back home holding back my tears. I lived with Bender and Fry (both of them were pretty open minded, and even though Fry made a lot of questions as he didn’t fully understand it, he was supportive, just as Bender) and I had to cross the whole town on my own. I wouldn’t let anybody see me cry.
This evening, as I was at work, there was a lot of people that misgendered me. Some of them even complained to me that being nonbinary wasn’t real, that I was the gender I had when I was born. Of course there was people that accidentally misgendered me and then apologize, but these other people treated me badly.
Then, when I thought it was all over, the worst happened. One of my old classmates appeared in between the people. He began calling me my ´´dead name``, and referring to me in the pronouns I used to use.
Of course, this made my blood boil, but it also made me sad. I was close to tears when I felt my workplace.
[Actual time]
I opened the ´´robot apartments`` door, and entered our house. Seemingly, nobody was home. I sat on the couch and began crying. I cried for almost an hour, until I felt exhausted and ended up falling asleep on the sofa.
[Few minutes later]
I felt like someone was carrying me. Immediately, I felt scared. I opened my eyes, seeing Bender carrying me towards my bedroom. I grabbed the back of his metallic neck, feeling the coldness pass though my fingers.
´´Shhh`` Bender said, the lines of his mouth moving, simulating the talking.´´Don’t move or I will drop you on purpose`` Bender said, strangely pulling me closer to him.
We reached my bedroom and he left me on my bed. ´´Now, tell me who made you cry and I’ll make them kiss my shinny metal ass`` Bender said, while pulling my blanket up to cover my shivering body.
´´Come on, Y/n, please tell me``Bender said. I was still crying and it was really hard for me. I didn’t have an opportunity to open up to him as he sighed and got up.
He left my room, looking angry?
Fry came a few minutes later. They started talking in front of my bedroom door, so I could hear it all. ´´Bro, you should try to talk this with them`` Fry said softly to Bender. ´´Why? I tried and they didn’t move a muscle`` Bender said, angrily.
´´They are really close to you`` Fry said, encouraging his friend. ´´They need you as much as you need to be with them in their hard times``. Bender sighed again, walking inside. I could hear his metallic footsteps.
´´Look, Y/N`` Bender said, siting on my bed. ´´I know it must be hard for you, but you can tell me``. He said. ´´This time, I won’t make fun of you`` He laughed.
I told him everything. By the end of my speech, I had tears on my eyes. Bender looked shocked. The room was silent for a few minutes, my sobs breaking that silence from time to time.
´´I wish I could kill them``Bender said. I laughed sadly at what he said. ´´Humans are the most stupid thing in this planet`` Bender was lost on his thoughts, talking out loud ´´You present to those meat bags something different from their standard and they freak out and attack that thing. They think they are so smart, being all copies from their role models, but they don’t accept the ones that are different``.
´´ I can’t even imagine feeling anger for seeing someone being different. It is like getting mad at Fry for being stupid, only other stupid people get mad at that`` We both laughed at his statement. He began to lay by my side, talking to me and calming me down. When I fell asleep, he caressed my face and then he went out.
[The next day]
I went to work, finding by the door all the people who made fun of me, or misgendered me on purpose, all of them with different injuries. They all said sorry a lot of times.
I entered my workplace feeling strange, and of course, I didn’t notice the robot that was standing at one of the walls in the street, looking like a hunter as the people who were bad at me were running away from him.
