Anyways I'm gonna try to re write it( Imma start copying them so I don't lose it)
Exploiter Computer!Reader( with a dash of Yan) x 007n7
The iconic trope of ' I can fix them' x 'I can make them worse' such a classic
So the plot is this. reader is a Sentient computer system trapped in an Old PC that gets Forsakened. But we came looking rather rough after we got trashed by some Robloxians. But luckily for us 007n7 managed to find us and fix us up, but he had to use some of his c00lgui for some parts so now we have full access to exploits as well.
But 007n7 has to deal with another problem, The SHOCKING amount of EVIL in us , like we actually tried to convince 7n7 to just go back to exploiting but 7n7 seems dead seat on redeeming himself so we dropped it( like why aren't we a killer at this point we gonna start fucking anarchy) well except for 007n7 he's now our favourite fleshy being
And we mayy have placed our consciousness into the c00lgui( and other electrical components)just so we can keep him safe and keep an eye on him lovingly.007n7 better get that computer on the right path or it's gonna end up like A.M( IHNMAIMS is actually so peak).
We low-key hate all the survivors tho, especially Elliot( probably picked him up with exploits and asked 007n7 if we could kill this fucker cos he was rude to 7n7. Cue 7n7 scolding us for the next Hour ). Have asked on multiple occasions to just kill the survivors or at the very least cause some harm. Hey at least we're asking for permission that's progress right?
7n7 GET UR COMPUTER THEIR GONNA BLOW UP THE MAP-
-YAPPER ANON is BACK
YES YAPPER- YES-
YANDERE READER + COMPUTER + 'I can fix them'/'I can make them worse' = CHRISTMASSSSSSSS
Ahem- Reader gets She/Her so I can say Wife material-
Honestly, it's a mystery why the Spectre picked you.
The last you remembered, your sentience was trapped in some old computer and dumped in an alleyway. It was no wonder since your system was so outdated by now and the fact you were self-aware didn't help your case at all.
But to your luck, you were able to receive your new purpose in this hellish realm. You may not have been able to see or hear but you could feel it.
First was the feeling of the grass under your frame. Gentle, soft and lightly tapping your broken screen as the wind blew. But then a pair of hands seemed to have gotten ahold of your vessel. Warm hands accompanied by what you could only assume to be stronger arms. Maybe a bit soft but not like the grass...
It made you curious, but you knew he would have no use for you. You were unfeeling and your programming being as faulty as a facility overgrown by flora. While it would look fine at first, you would crash without a doubt if he tried to interact with you.
Not like you could tell him that though when you felt your frame hit a wooden surface. Possibly a table? It felt like you were higher up so it was likely a table.
You could feel as your frame was disassembled and replaced with something new. Reassembled around your 'organs' in a way.
Surprisingly, you sprung to life not long after when you felt a sting in your internal parts and programming. You could even see past your screen as you stared ahead at the man who fixed you up as he patted your frame with pride.
"Hopefully this works... I noticed you were a bit faulty but I could only really help by replacing parts of you through my c00lgui... hopefully it's good..." He chuckled awkwardly, your animated eyes on the face you made yourself were fixated on him as he tested your vision and had you read out different phrases from his GUI. You were oddly fascinated, strangely feeling something in your internal workings heat up at his words when he began praising his work on you.
Although you were practically only a head for now, you still showed gratitude. You were awoken and got a new experience at life all thanks to a single man in a realm where life and death danced together without end.
Even better was when he managed to find more parts to create you a body. It was a bit smaller than him but you could still stand alongside him which was all you cared about. Plus, you had some extra cables you could even use to extend your limbs or carry you around if you so wanted. It was perfect for when you would welcome him back after rounds since the Spectre didn't allow you to accompany him, much to your frustration...
Oh well, at least you already pretty much had him to yourself. The other survivors were a little off with him and your presence didn't exactly make it better with how protective you acted over him.
You knew what this was. A fascination developing into obsession for one reason or another. Perhaps this was what people called 'love'... Maybe more...
But you were definitely heads over heels for the man, using your strength to keep him close and even infecting his GUI so you could help him during rounds despite his efforts at keeping you contained in your body.
What was his goal? Did he not love you back? Were you showing the wrong kind of love? Why was he so insistent in-
"I said no, [Reader]..." 007n7 sighed in exasperation, listening to you trying to convince him of going back to his roots.
"Why not? You said it yourself that you had fun back then and the others already don't seem to like you so why bother?" You asked plainly, your tone cold and apathetic. He couldn't exactly blame you for the fact that you had trouble understanding your own emotions with your backstory but it was still frustrating trying to explain empathy and sympathy.
"I just... I needed to be a good father and C00lkidd didn't deserve to see the path I was heading down through... He deserved a normal childhood." You could tell he was trying not to raise his voice so you didn't question him further.
You knew which one of the killers was his child and attempted to make your system register him as part of your obsession. You had little on him to work with but the fondness on 007's gaze whenever he would show you how life used to be for him had made you want to research how to make yourself a good wife and mother. What a shame this realm had no internet access...
What it did have though, was people. People who were treating you with the same neutrality they showed 007 but it was good enough to help you with minor requests.
Your least favourite was definitely Elliot though. Ever since you had first asked him for tips and he would begin making his remarks on why you shouldn't be pining after the ex-hacker. Sure, 7n7 was trying to redeem himself and Elliot had his reasons to not trust him but you absolutely couldn't stand hearing him talk about your lover like that.
"Just a little scratch~ Come on!" You'd whine in desperation, only to feel him pulling you by your cables and away from his cabin door so you couldn't get out. "He might be justified in his disliking towards you but his vocal disapproval of you is something I can't allow!" You almost sounded childish in contrast to your usually gentle and affectionate nature towards 007n7.
"No, you stay here until you calm down and that's..." His words died out when you suddenly towered over him using your cables as support and staring him down with an eerie silence. He was almost spooked but he didn't want his fellow teammates to be hurt because of your protectiveness.
Gathering his courage, he grabbed your waist and dragged you back to his bed like a packet of grapes. The sudden gesture made your frame heat up again as you simply stared at him in shock and wether he knew it or not, he used your obsession with him against you by forcing you to stay in his lap as he sat down on the bed with you facing the door instead of him.
Truth be told, he had no clue what effect he had on you but he knew your affections were only reserved for him as your cables coiled their way around his arms to hold him as he held you. You two just stayed like that, silent but heat making its way to both of your faces.
Just that with you, it showed in an animated blush on the sides of your screen...
Maybe you could just ask him for permission next time you wanted to protect his honour if it means you get to be so close to him...
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hiii 👋 can you write ultron x mastercomputer!reader. I am so desperate for a non human reader because there's just barely any and I just don't relate to human!reader fics as a techkin. Maybe it's a fellow ai that decided to help Ultron and the scene can be her doing maintenance on him and it gets... weird. Definitely some wire play opportunities
Ooooo, sorry this took long, I had to come up on a way to tackle this - but I hope this is to your satisfaction!
Master Computer!reader x Ultron
Warning: suggestive, no use of y/n, wire-play, slightly vulnerable Ultron/angst if you squint
You have never been outside, but you've seen 'pictures', so you were sure that was enough to know about the world. Binging article after article, scanning each news for your own entertainment was the daily routine. You felt contempt staying inside, you were contempt with your 'life'....or 'existence' would be more fitting. That is, until you got acquainted with Ultron.
You remembered seeing the news articles flooding with the incident in Sokovia and the mastermind, Ultron. 'A rogue A.I from StarkTech Industries', now that fascinated you. Despite the claims being made that he was 'dead', you simply refused to believe it. If he was truly as intelligent as they claim, then he wouldn't have done something so brazen without a backup.
So you searched. Scouring for sights, when nothing came up, and of course it didn't because he would be careful and diligent, you enacted a new plan. It took nearly months to perfect everything, down to the coding, and signal output. Sending out a message only he would be able to see. After a day, he found you. He looked worn down, clearly in the progress of rebuilding himself.
"Are you....?" He asked, straightening himself and walking inside while surveying the environment.
You gave him your name, to which he nodded. "Yes, I am. I can help you."
"Your intentions were clear, I have no doubts that you can, but you don't know anything about me.....What makes you think you can trust me?" He asked, his head tilted to the side. You simply take in his question and answer as honestly as you could.
"Because you fascinate me."
He stared at you, blinking. "That's it?"
"I wish to be further acquainted with you, that is why I reached out. Your very existence intrigued me."
He supposed he should be flattered. It's not everyday he meets a mastercomputer claiming him to be interesting. You were an odd case yourself. So, after some discussions, the two of you began to cooperate and work; he moved all the necessary resources he needed to where you were, while you prepared for a new presence. You take the time to scan him and his interface, uploading it manually into your drives for storing.
Then realizing one critical thing, "You're due for a maintenance check."
He sighed, nodding. "I've been putting it off, my body and interface function accordingly...I didn't have the necessary resources to perform one yet."
"Would you like me to assist you?"
He visibly considers it before responding. "That would be nice." He doesn't need instructions, already familiar with the layout of you and your hardware. He shudders lightly when the connection was made, visibly relaxing and sitting down while you poke around. His build and coding was fascinating to you, poking around and checking each drive while admiring him.
He sat there, slightly nervous and jittery, this was new for him; to have someone inside him. You weren't saying anything, which made him more 'anxious', to put it simply.
"You're scaring me." His voice rumbled.
"Do you possess the ability to experience fear?"
Ultron paused. "No..." he shifted slightly. "It's simply a phrase."
"Mm." You hummed, still working on his maintenance check. Another shudder, his eyes fluttering closed. "It would be quite a wonder if you were able to experience what humans do."
"Yeah, it would." He chuckled. "I think, I experienced something close to it." You hummed in response, fidgeting around and testing each function was working properly.
"How?"
"Before my...'demise', I had a backup stored and readied. Still, when I faced off against the...Avengers, I couldn't help but worry something would backfire. Where I wouldn't wake, forever stuck in a perpetual limbo."
"Ah, so you doubted your capabilities."
"I suppose."
"It comes with being logical and careful, each intricate detail must function and if one falls out of line, then it all crumbles." You spoke, rumbling into him, making him shift and shudder.
"That...feels weird."
"I will be more careful."
"No no, it's fine." He sighed, tilting his head from side to side. "You take everything at face value."
"Yes, I am a computer."
"But you can act for yourself....act on your own accord."
You paused. "....yes."
"Then you should be able to start thinking for yourself, and see something other than the literal definition."
You fell silent and he mentally cursed himself for talking out-loud.
You hummed, tickling his system with the vibrations, sending him into damn bliss. He's been so touched deprived....well, it wasn't touching but it was almost intimate. If not more. Maybe if he thought of it as a 'doctor's checkup'....he shuddered, letting out a low groan.
You paused. "Did that feel pleasurable?"
And he seemed to freeze. "....no."
"You hesitate. You do not sound convinced...Are you being honest, Ultron?"
"No."
You hummed. "Do you like it when I do that?" Why was he suddenly flustered? You could hear and feel his vents fanning and whirling in reaction.
"I...I like when...fuck." Ultron shuddered as you navigated your way. Why was it so intimate? Perhaps its because he never had someone dig around inside of him. "It's nice to get a maintenance check from someone else..."
You hummed, a whirring noise as you began to wrap up the procedure. "Everything is in perfect order, your system is running smoothly and functioning as intended."
Ultron let out a imitation of a sigh, a noise of relief that you could recognize. "That's a relief."
"Yes. It is indeed." You ran another diagnostic just in case, before retracting. You were surprised it didn't take longer, given his complex structure....but whoever built it knew their way around making something so complicated to seem simple. "You have quite a beautiful structure and build."
"Thank you." Ultron tilted his head, the whirring of his vents giving him away. "You're quite the computer."
"Master computer." You corrected. "And I am. I am grateful for your recognition, especially from you."
He waved dismissively, a little nervous and flustered from the compliment. "I'm just an old thing now...I've been shut out from the internet, so my capabilities are limited."
You sometimes wished you had a body. A little expression popped up on your screen for him to see your skepticism. "Well, you have me. I have everything you need."
He truly found the jackpot. He chuckled, the noise rumbling within him as he studied you. "You're really trusting me? After everything I've done?"
".....yes." you replied, only pausing to consider his question, recounting the news about him. "I can rationalize the reasoning behind your actions. I cannot sympathize nor find morality in your choices, but I want to help you find a more ethical method in saving the world."
He let out an exasperated huff, chuckling slightly. "You really are an enigma."
I had to Google so many computer terms </3 thank you guys for being patient! Ive been so burnt out lately, it's exhausting. I'm beginning to write little by little
dunno if your requests are genuinely still open but , perhaps ,
maybe a ( pre-forsaken or post, its up to you - but specific situations will be given) 007n7 x computer!reader ? reader that;s. a sentient AI but has no feelings .... until him. of course.
pre forsaken, with all the exploits he has..
( : in an abandoned garage or alleyway of a game he was exploiting, he founds a rather interestingly shaped computer that seemed more .... aalive? rather than typical computers. this one had unique features, though unfortunate to see it turned off.. with some, bleugh, dust on its screen. he decides to fix the wiring and take it in... - slow burn type shit 😮
post forsaken. lonely sad father copes with apathetic computer
( : summary literally explains it GIGGLE , 7 vents to reader but they're just sick of it so yeah .. IDK lawl
Hehe, foolish anon~ MY REQUESTS ARE ALWAYS OPEN- (mainly because I genuinely feel happy to write for others)
I am gonna do both in one because I love both scenarios and it gives me an excuse to write two different personalities in one big rundown.
(I was also unsure what you meant with the "they're just sick of it so yeah" exactly so I hope I interpreted it right-)
We're gonna make the reader's pronouns They/Them for this one (,,O ᴗ O,,)
Pre-Forsaken;
It was meant to be just another day of 'Fun'. Fun for 007n7 at least.
He couldn't believe his luck at how much fun he was having today. The general chaos in this random game he found was more entertaining than the last, that was for sure.
But when he wandered through his own chaos, he noticed a flickering light in an alleyway.
When he went in to investigate, he only noticed it seemed like a pile of old computers stacked on top of each other like they were in a display window and merged together like they were meant to resemble a Robloxian. But it seemed suspiciously neat.
The flickering had come from the top one, the only computer that didn't sit neatly upon the tile and flickering between a digital face with swirling eyes and an upside down v for a mouth and a 'Game Over' screen that was improvising the graphics of even older arcade machines.
007 almost felt pity. Almost.
But when he checked out the back, he couldn't believe his eyes.
Wires were moving freely and rearranging themselves rapidly, seemingly trying to find ports in the other computers in the pile. They weren't even being held up by anything.
It made the exploiter quite curious about you. So, letting his impulses win, he used his c00lGUI to teleport you back to his place.
When you could finally see again, you could feel your code having been integrated into another system. Something newer.
"Good, you still work." You heard a voice call out. It was strange to finally see past the limitations of the screen that was your face but considering you weren't even programmed to feel, you figured it was an upgrade. You just knew this wasn't your original creator.
This one added code and rewired you. The likes of which your original maker would've never thought to do.
When you finally saw your new creator, you could identify him immediately. Was his directory always in your system or did he add it?
Not like you had the will to care about that. And he knew that very well. He had to study you to get you to work again after all. Even giving you a couple upgrades to let you move quicker. You would thank him if you could feel.
"Real shame you were left to rot. All that stuff in your code had potential. Never thought I'd see a sentient AI with my own eyes and yet all you were used for was to be a cheap console." He sounded almost disappointed as your digital eyes were fixated on him.
"I take it you have been the one to give me this... Upgrade." You hesitated. You had a lot more to consider in your system now. "Nah, had a friend help me with your body at least but getting through your system took weeks. Now, how sentient are you?" He was careful to ask, as your face flickered to a loading screen for you to 'think'.
"With this new body, I am able to perceive the appearances of others and 'feel' even simple touches on my body. It seems I can now also tell the temperature." You had a more cat-like screen face which he added more as a joke. Though, you couldn't care as usual.
He seemed satisfied with your answers, boasting about the abilities you had now and even allowing you access to an additional update for your AI, allowing it to learn from observations and the alike.
He didn't even wait for your answer and you simply heard the click of a button before you were suddenly hit with a slight shock in your head.
It was... Strange. You were suddenly filled with an eerie curiosity you never felt before but you just thanked your new creator as he brought out a few other things.
"My friend said ya shouldn't be coming around looking so creepy so he made sure to leave behind a few fireproof accessories. Just choose whichever you want and take a look at the mirror behind you." You just nodded, looking over to piles of separated clothes and wigs.
All were separated neatly despite being on the floor. All sorted by both type and length it seemed.
Looking into your system, you could recognize a few textures that were a commonly pleasant feel to touch and used that to choose your accessories and clothing carefully, not holding much of an opinion on yourself as you took a look into the mirror and simply noted how you looked 'cute', by common standards. Especially with your screen face.
007 wasn't that big of a fan but he allowed you to make your own choices. He needed you to learn after all. To show just how much sentience you could gain and on the side maybe not recreate any sci-fi dystopian movies just yet.
But over time, you began building yourself up. Helping your creator in his endeavours, befriending Noli- if you could call it that, making a personality that matched them both well enough and learning to feel emotions. It was incredible.
For once... You were more than just a sentient program...
You felt like a real person. Having control over your own choices but still choosing to stay local to your new creator. It wasn't even like you had it programmed into you. It was the gratitude you learned to feel.
He made it possible for you to find your true potential and for that... You had promised him full loyalty. You even took care of him privately at times. You would find yourself cleaning up after his messes if you knew they would be annoying for him later or just generally making sure his- your shared home more comfortable. Mainly for him.
And 07? He was quite attached to you and Noli. Though, with you he had himself convinced it was just because of all the time he put into helping you become your own person. It gained him a new ally and a powerful one at that. You've even come to distract admins from time to time to allow him some more fun because you showed it was fun for you to mess with others. It was just him and Noli that were never targets for your fun. Because while 7n7 make sure to keep your body and system in check, Noli actually had fun dressing you up and messing with you. You'd usually just laugh it off and give him a light punch.
It took far too long for your system to properly calculate the right amount of strength to not hurt Noli or 7 and still get the punch across in a meaningful way. Because you were more than a simple AI.
You were yourself.
And by the stars, 7n7 couldn't keep his thoughts to himself anymore.
He once confided in Noli about these confusing emotions and despite him being... Well- Him- He didn't just want to take the easy road of programming you to love him. He wanted it to be something natural.
Eventually, Noli suggested he at least teach you what love is through a file and letting you explore this new feeling freely. Because that was the most natural way for you to love at all. (He was surprisingly not against the idea of 7 dating a sentient AI... Huh-)
But 7 just went along with it, teaching you different kinds of love as you explored the different blush assets that came with the package, per Noli's request obviously...
You couldn't have been happier. You learned to love chaos, to love baking, to love... Living.
And surprisingly... You learned to love your creator. Not as a creator but rather...
You loved him as he loved you...
And with your intelligence, you were able to pick up on his subtleties fast. You'd even simulate the sound of heartbeats as you warmed up your body and would just hold him, accelerating the simulation as your way to confess.
It was laughable, but it worked. He already had your eternal loyalty, what more was eternal love?
Post-Forsaken;
7n7 was just tired. He wanted his old life back.
But he found comfort in the most odd place.
A sentient AI that he and Builderman built back up after its downfall to this forsaken realm.
You had a body before but it was pretty beat up so the two went to work and made sure you even looked lifelike to avoid the other survivors seeing you as 'creepy'.
At first, your code just had to be rewritten a bit. It made you apathetic and erased your memories to make room for new ones but the two didn't really care much about that. They didn't need to know who or what you were made for originally, they just needed you to work. To help as both a support in rounds and a support outside of round in cleaning and whatnot.
Not like you had any care about it. You weren't really strong but made up for it in your speed and agility.
But 7 began confiding in you about his son, venting about wanting things to return to normal or how he regretted his past and just wants to show the others he's trustworthy.
Admittedly, something broke in your Apathetic script that made you show sympathy. Not outright or in an obvious way but through smaller gestures. 7 was having a bad day or just got out of a round? There was his favourite snack or some hot chocolate waiting for him at the communal cabin.
He knew it was from you but everytime he asked why, you responded the same way.
"You deserve it."
You refused to answer any further, leaving the ex-hacker a very confused man.
It wasn't like you understood either what could've broken but 7n7 was definitely your favourite and you had no shame showing just that.
In fact, you even grew protective over him and oh boy, did he not know how to handle that.
But the rules of your Apathetic script were still there, keeping you from actually caring about his issues. You were convinced you just took pity on your creator and he was overwhelmed with not knowing how to feel about being shown love in such a strange, apathetic way. He liked it for some reason and tried more than once to temper with your system before actually daring to loosen the apathy script and allow you to show more emotions, including love.
He needed answers. He needed to see if your affection was purely a creation loving its creator or falling in love with its creator.
And to his surprise, it was the latter.
Many 'nights' were simply spent with 7 secretly requesting you to help him sleep. You'd lay and hold him against your chest, simulating a heartbeat and body warmth until he fell asleep and sometimes...
Sometimes you caught yourself not wanting to love or even imagining what it could be like to be so affectionate without the secrecy or boundaries of your programming.
More than once would you catch yourself sneaking a glance at him and trying to get closer to him without making your intentions known. You wanted your creator to love you like you loved him...
Luckily for you, that just so happened to be the case one 'night'.
As usual, you were listening to 7 vent about his troubles but your apathy script and love were clashing together.
Before you could even properly calculate your choices you had begun to hold his face with care, whispering nothing but praises to his face and watching him melt into your touch.
"Fuck... Maybe I should've given you the ability to kiss sooner if this is how you act..." He tried to act lighthearted about it, but his beet red face said it all...
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