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Writing TMBD fanfic and accidentally typing SexUnit instead of SecUnit and shaking my head while backspacing so people know I disagree with the typo

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

finally caved, here it is!

Hostile engaging. Abort mission. I sent it on instinct, even though I knew it was much too late for that. What's going on? I could feel ART poking through my sensor data, trying to figure out what had made my threat assessment spike. Its tone was urgent, but calm. It wasn't sure yet if there was a legitimate threat or I was just having a Moment again. The answer was probably a solid "both". All of my organic parts told me to run. Most of my inorganic parts also told me to run. Feed ID: Negotiator Joslin Gender: fem-neutral I shoved the feed ID at ART. The negotiator?, it asked. She used to work for the company. She'll identify me as a SecUnit.

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Contaminated, Again

I threw myself against the hatch as it closed, rage and panic driving me, but too late. It sealed with a final click, airtight and soundproof, leaving me in echoing silence. I'm sorry, SecUnit, Dr. Mensah's voice said in my feed, it's for your own good. Just until we can get you to a decontamination facility. A last message before all my inputs were severed, ART cutting off my feed. No drones, no cameras, not even access to my media archives. I sent it a frantic ping, but it bounced off, echoing eerily in the empty feed. I was trapped.

written for the @ficwip drabble challenge, prompt: "It's for your own good"

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

posted my first Murderbot fic!

It's just a short thing (and fluffy, wtf), but don't worry I'm already working on my usual angsty, painful, multi-chapter fare.

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trying hard to keep myself from immediately yeeting Ch 1 of my Murderbot WIP because I might want to rearrange things later so to buy myself time I'll just share a snippet for now.

Once I‘d done that, I was able to focus on Sanctuary Moon again for seventeen minutes, but I couldn‘t shake the feeling that if someone did infiltrate the suite, it would take too long for me to get up from my supine position on the bed and make my way into the common area from my room, precious seconds in which anything could happen. And now that the humans were all asleep, there was no reason why I couldn‘t hang out in the common room and watch my serials there. No one would bother me, and if something happened, I was already right there. So that was what I did, I moved to the padded seating in the common area and continued watching there. And that was fine for a while, but my drones and the cameras and my own auditory scanners kept picking up faint sounds, and I was 72% sure they were coming from Ratthi and Tarik‘s room (ew), which I reluctantly confirmed (yes, and ew). But what if there were actual suspicious sounds that were masked by the ambient noises produced by the humans and I dismissed any indication of a serious threat because I didn‘t want to face the reality of my humans exchanging various bodily fluids (seriously, ew)? It might be better if I moved around the area, so my own auditory scanners could get better data indicating where any ambient noises were coming from and accordingly either dismiss them or alert me to a possible threat. That‘s how I found myself moving in a patrolling pattern through the suite‘s foyer, common room and restroom facilities, except that the area really wasn‘t big enough to really call it patrolling. I was pacing. Okay, I was pacing. What are you doing? I was honestly surprised ART had waited so long to ask about my insane behaviour.

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Writing Murderbot fic is providing me with a few interesting challenges ngl I am very much not used to writing in first person POV. And I am so used to using various physical reactions and body language and gestures to convey characters' emotions, many of which murderbot just doesn't do. it does however often just explicitly state its feelings and thoughts in narration, since the books are essentially mostly unfiltered personal logs. which is something I usually actively try to avoid because show don't tell and all that.

(this is not a criticism btw, just a discrepancy between my usual narration style the TMBD's narration style)

it's also more difficult to keep track of everyone else's thoughts and emotions when a) I am forced to stick so close to my POV character, and b) said POV character has trouble perceiving and interpreting humans' emotions at the best of times

and not just thoughts and emotions, it is also really difficult to keep track of which characters have what information from a purely logistical standpoint, given that Murderbot constantly collects and processes a shitton of data that the humans don't have access to and that it simply does not share with them.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Fullmetal Alchemist, Mature, Ch 6/12, 23K

Tags/Warnings: Rape/Non-Con, Post-Canon, Angst and H/C, Hurt Edward Elric, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Rape Recovery

Summary:

Edward had meant to only briefly stop in Xerxes for some research on his way to visit Alphonse in Xing. He hadn’t expected to encounter people living in the ruins of Xerxes—not Ishvalan refugees, but settlers from Amestris. And what kind of researcher would he be if he didn’t find out what had brought them here? If he had known what he would find, he would never have gotten involved. He wouldn’t have let them see him.

what's that? New Chapter!!!

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Wrote some silly Elric Brother Shenanigans ™️ for the @genuaryjubilee week 1 prompt: Siblings!

Love to see a Gen-centric event, Gen fics deserve to be celebrated more! 💜