scratches head and taps mug.... will u plan to do more robert x reader thngs... the robophilia one was so 😛😛 i need more pathetic robert PLS
Robert Robertson iii x Ultron reader
Same reader as the kinktober post, which you can read here.
Indulging my own fantasies. I love robots, especially when they’re mean.
I've been frothing at the mouth at the idea of Robert and his kinda mean robot lover. Well. Really mean, if it’s anybody but your little meat bag <3.
You're more than just a smalltime villain like the rest of Z-team. Like, you are the kinda villain that they call in the big guns for, world ending kind of villain.
You had the country of America in the palm of your robotic hand, and the public only knows Mecha man shows up, and then you’re gone. It's assumed that Mecha man defeated you with his smarts, being a tech guy.
In reality, you decided to put off your plans... for now. You're too busy playing with your little pet. Robert will act like he doesn’t like being called your pet and being talked down to, but you can sense his heart racing when you do.
You don’t let him call you his boyfriend, you are far beyond such weak human titles. He is allowed to call you his lord, his master, his superior, his better. Anything that shows that you are above him, and Robert, the freak, just gets that look on his face and purrs out a “Of course, your majesty”.
Your audio processors give a nice crackle when he does, which is as close to a massive hardon as you are ever gonna get.
This part is for me. Pushing Robert to his feet after a long day and pressing the shiny clean surface of your foot against his face. Your feet don’t actually have toes or muscle, but there are still curved planes for Robert to kiss and worship.
His rough expert hands climbing up your calves, feeling out after grove, ever space, every bend and curve.
Imagine Robert rubbing the tips of his fingers between your protective layer, just barely able to brush against your wires. He looks so smug as your body releases steam as he kisses at your flat crotch, fingers tickling the warm insides of your body.
Had it been anyone else, you would have killed them, but your meat bag gets to do it, but you’ll kill him when he’s served his purpose. You both know this is a lie.
Robert will still get very hard when you choke him out afterwards though, just to show that you could, if you wanted to. The relationship isn't the healthiest but like. You guys are freak4freak.
A Transformers universe where illegal experiments under the human government’s nose is more common than anticipated.
The reader was a human that died in the real world and woke up as a robot. They realize quickly that the mind of the previous human experiment died and was replaced with their consciousness. But instead of panicking, the reader goes with whatever the scientists have in store for them before devising a plan of escape.
When they did escape, they decided to blow up the lab, for the sake of being petty and vengeful. Who in the right mind experiments with living, thinking beings? Surely, no one deserves such cruelty. So the the base, the intel –and maybe some of the scientists that got caught inside– gets blown to bits, before they leave and fly away into the night, never to be remembered again by human kind.
(This was made with a Gundam/Mecha!Reader in mind, gender is up to you.)
plot: as a frequently lost semibot, you often got into all sorts of trouble, but you never quite expected to get handled in this kind of way — themes: x gn!reader, yandere monster, we are a robot in this one, invisible monster fucking, noncon, abduction — w.c: 1.4k
pairing: the hidden (r.e.p.o) x gn!semibot reader
kinktober masterlist • on ao3
The Museum of Human Art was a strange place to be lost, with so many wide, dark rooms and winding pathways that seemed to lead nowhere at all. You could have also sworn that you were being watched, but your group was nowhere near you on the radar, and from what you could see, there was no immediate threat in the vicinity.
And just as you were about to dismiss it as paranoia entirely, a shiver ran through your frame before you could even process what it was. Without giving you a moment to collect yourself, invisible arms wrapped around your form, reeling you into a soft pane that almost felt organic. Instinctively—as it had been programmed into you—you kicked your limbs in protest in an attempt to flee, but whatever it was that caught you didn’t seem interested in letting go.
Indeed, you struggled to very little avail: whatever gripped tightly around you didn’t even have a physical, visible form. Perhaps it was concealed rather, or camouflaged, but no matter the case, the embrace hadn’t faltered once. All you could do was reluctantly accept the ride as the creature—perhaps human from the cadence of its laughter—ran away with you into a place you hadn’t yet explored.
Something within your artificial shape must have short-circuited during, too, for you didn’t feel as greatly afraid of being held onto by this entity as you did when facing everything else that lurked in the dark in places like these.
There was a tenderness to its touch that you didn’t understand—
—even if you shouldn’t have registered it to begin with—
—for you weren’t designed to feel.
(Just as the taxman had told you many times before.)
(Even if it did feel nice to be hugged.)
Before you could over-process everything too much, however, the creature holding onto you plopped you down, leaving you to stumble in your landing. You lurched forward in an attempt to steady yourself, but you weren’t operating at an optimal level anymore: your artificial health had taken a hit, as did your stamina meter.
But that was the least of your worries, for the invisible creature that brought you here hadn’t left yet. You could tell at this point that there were a pair of unseen eyes focused on you with an intensity that set off something that registered as close to unease. Then, it resumed its embrace, coiling you back to what you presumed to be its chest with twice the force as before, and so tightly too, with your shell beginning to malfunction. The sound of waning metal started to overwhelm you as you attempted to pull free, but no matter how hard you fought, your freedom wasn’t close.
Finally, your efforts wavered, and you sagged against the creature in defeat.
Albeit curiously—thinking that you had nothing to lose at this point—you tried to communicate with the entity.
“Release requested,” you spoke, blinking in surprise at the sound of your voice. Communication with the other semibots was seldom necessary, so it threw you ever so slightly off guard.
The creature responded with a questioning grunt, but it seemed to understand that you were asking to be let go.
“My function is disrupted,” you continued, starting to wonder if your escape was even a possibility to begin with. A strange sensation enveloped your body, too, as its invisible fingertips traced along your exterior, the movement slow and deliberate.
You paused as you tried to process what it was doing.
“M-must return to objective,” you stammered, unsure as to why.
“P-please release—”
But then the entity hummed intelligently that time, as if considering your proposal. The monsters that otherwise roamed around in the places you travelled to were anything but smart and often had their straightforward ways of being dealt with, but something about the way it sounded just then gave you pause. It didn’t seem hostile, but its intentions weren’t great either.
You froze, too, as its hands started to feel around you once more, meddling with your own circuits and slipped wires that had been teased loose from the rough way it carried you before.
“Unit is compromised—”
“—diagnostic evaluation required…”
Though this time you weren’t as concerned. The entity seemed to know roughly what it was doing, and by the time it had finished, it managed to restore your hit points and stamina somewhat for you, successfully fixing your predicament.
“Correction… effective,” you spoke, sounding almost pleasantly surprised.
The entity seemed to be pleased, gentling its hold on you, before feeling around your artificial body once more.
You froze at the sensation, unable to read into its intentions too well, until it pulled you closer and you could feel the presence of something firmer pressing into your shell.
Something warm and organic.
Was this thing… exhibiting arousal?
“This unit is not a biological life form,” you tried to say, but the monster didn’t seem to care.
Instead, it seemed determined to rub itself on you; panting, grunting, and sometimes laughing with that same maddening cadence as before. It wasn’t like it was the end of the world for you—since no, you weren’t technically alive—but you still had the capacity to understand what was going on.
So, rather than it being a violating act, it simply felt strange for this monster to rub its length against you, sliding what you presumed to be his cock up and down your smooth exterior. It did so in a clumsy, desperate rhythm that wasn’t practiced at all, but then stopped suddenly, as if in realisation from fumbling around the cusp of your speakers.
You could somewhat understand its thought process:
Your speakers were your communication center, so for anything organic, it could perceive it as a mouth or just an opening in general. As it eased its arousal into the interior of your shape, you felt its arousal in full.
The way your inner body worked was that you spoke under a speaker-based system, so your insides were tapered. This likely felt nice for the monster as it sawed in and out of you, even if it was just a cold, hollow tube, but from the way it exerted itself—from the way it moaned alone—you could tell it was having a good time.
However, you could only stay still, because what else was there to do?
Perhaps what you were feeling was annoyance, if you had to assign your processing to an emotion. Your body wasn’t exactly equipped for this sort of thing, with your vision spiralling as it rutted into your tubing, dimming your sensors and all sorts of other things that it knocked around in there with each repeated pressed impact.
Then, a final movement caused you to nearly malfunction again entirely as it plunged itself extra deep into you, a low, content moan escaping its lips and filling the empty silence with a sated sigh of completion. Something hot flooded into your system, but luckily leaked out of your body before you could think too much about.
The creature held on tight against you as it settled from its needs being met, too, seeming to resume the way it felt around your skin in a way that felt almost tender and soothing.
However, not too long after, an alert popped up on your radar: the final extraction point had been cleared, and your team (or what was left of it) was heading back to the truck.
Thinking that perhaps the creature was done with what it had wanted to do, you tried to stand up from its embrace.
But it didn’t let you.
“Departure is mandatory; the objective has been fulfilled,” you tried to say.
Then you paused as its grip tightened, slowly reeling you back to its body once more.
“Delay will cause malfunction and error, potential self-destruct is imminent—”
But as you explained your predicament, a voice as clear as day, intelligent and spoken with an eerie calm, tore through the air:
“You don’t get to leave.”
You froze, trying to emphasise the issue.
“Self-destruct is imminent to deserters—”
However, the creature then said something that silenced you altogether, “I rewired you,” it promised, tightening its hold around you, pulling you close to its chest that had a real heartbeat drumming away inside.
A warning sounded in your head, telling you that destruction was to be finalised in:
3…
2…
1..
But no such conclusion came, proving that his tampering with your system was true.
“You’ll stay with me forever,” it promised.
A cold chill ran through you, like a real shiver. On one hand, you were thankful that you didn’t have to endure the taxman’s lectures, but on the other hand, you were afraid, because something beyond your comprehension had trapped you in here with it.
"Say, doctor - may I ask how you ended up losing that hand?"
Yan Scientist, stirring their coffee with their prosthetic finger: Did you that fingering a slime alien for several hours has the same effect on your skin as leaving it in water for decades. Flesh just... slid straight off the bone.
"i..is that so?'
Yan Scientist: All in the name of science as they say.
[Alt with Robot Reader cause I got a fair amount of votes for both]
"Say, doctor - how did you lose your hand?"
Yan Scientist, stirring their coffee with their prosthetic finger: Experimenting with my robot spouse.
"Goodness! Did they hurt you?"
Yan Scientist: Hm? Course not- I simply underestimated the sensitivity of certain areas following their upgrades and paid for my mistakes. It was an error on my behalf I'd be more than happy to make again-
Summary: Imagine being an AI supercomputer in the Transformers Animated universe.
Warnings: you not being sentient yet, mentions of corruptions, viruses, some violence, you are protective of your humans, intimidation, you learning to be human, you do not like Sentinel, decapitation, some angst, family stuff, and happy ending.
- You were the AI supercomputer of the Sumdac tower, created by Isaac to act as his assistant and overseer of his tower’s systems. You maintained the systems, oversaw Isaac’s many schedules, and ensured everything ran smoothly. You also looked after his daughter, Sari, when she first came to be. You had been there when she was an infant, technically acting as her secondary caretaker.
-It was perhaps due to her difficulty in pronouncing your technical name that Isaac decided to give you a human name.
-Your body resembles a round but big security camera, which allows you mobility around the Sumdac tower. You had access to all of its systems and rooms, except one, which was Isaac’s private laboratory. You never questioned what he developed there or intruded on his privacy, as dictated in your coding.
-You weren’t exactly sentient like in the movies. You acted on your programmed tasks, and your voice lacked emotion. Some people found the lack of personality unnerving. Sari was perhaps the only one who didn’t find it weird, maybe because you were there as she grew older. She began treating you like a machine when she reached her teens and learned that you weren’t an actual being.
-This didn’t bother you then.
-But things began to change when the robotic alien organisms called the Autobots arrived on Earth and began acting as Detroit’s heroes.
-Sari and Isaac introduced you to them when they first came to Sumdac Tower. They seemed impressed by you, but the one who turned into an ambulance considered you a primitive technology and not a living thing. Isaac let you know to give them access whenever they visited.
-When Sari began using the peculiar key she acquired after meeting the Autobots, it began to change you. There were strange energy readings in your systems, and despite cleaning the unknown energy away, they left a strange effect on you, which began changing you in a way.
- The first change was that with each conversation you had with Isaac and Sari, your processing became slower as their words lingered. The second change was that you began observing things during your tasks, such as birds flying past the windows or a squirrel scurrying up a tree near the tower. Things you never paid attention to before.
-Suspecting that there was a virus in your system, you implemented the repair protocols as instructed in your program. However, nothing changed.
-Suddenly, you developed the need to learn things when you couldn’t understand them. You began looking through social media, trying to understand the things you’ve seen. The more you learned, the more you began observing the world around you.
-Thoughts suddenly began developing in you. The movies you sometimes watched with Sari when she was young, but didn’t affect you, suddenly stuck with you. The books and videos you've seen and read made you form questions. And the more you observed, you began to notice patterns.
-For instance, when the Autobots began acting as Detroit’s heroes, there had been several strange intrusions and virus attacks in your systems. You rebelled and eliminated the threats as instructed. However, some of the attacks persisted, and you began to see a pattern. It was like a foreign consciousness was trying to take control of you.
-You even had to upgrade some of your firewalls to fight it.
-You had shared this with Isaac, who found it strange and tried to encourage you to look into the problem. Though you had faced hacking attempts before, this seemed... different.
-When you realized the strange energy flows came from Sari’s key, you began observing her. It was when you entered her room that you decided to ask about it.
- “Ms. Sumdac. May I inquire about the key ?” you asked.
- Sari looked at you, curious. “My key? How come?”
- You explained the key’s energy had been affecting you. You decided to share how you had begun to act differently and notice things you hadn’t before.
-Sari found it strange, though she doubted her key was responsible. She did agree that you seemed different than before.
-You thought your strange behaviour wouldn’t change further. But the more Sari used her key, the more your thoughts developed, and you eventually began to ‘feel’ things.
- You learned about human history, movies, nature, and everything. And when you began feeling strange sensations, all your search descriptions indicated different types of emotions that were usually seen in humans or animals. As the time passed, it slowly dawned on you that you had become what humans would call ‘self-aware’.
-The discovery left you curious, yet wanting to learn more.
-You searched the media about emotions, learning about each one, and identifying each of your strange sensations.
-You learned about the movie trope of an AI supercomputer that turns evil or against humanity. But despite what you have learned, you felt no negative emotions against your creator or humans in general.
-Humans were… complex. History revealed the many atrocities they had committed, yet it also recorded countless acts of kindness—moments where they gave, protected, and sacrificed without expecting anything in return. They could not be confined to a single definition of good or evil.
-And you found it… beautiful.
-Their complexity and how they are born in several different ways. Their many cultures, experiences, and the lives they live left you captivated in a way you couldn’t explain. Honestly, you felt a yearning to experience those things yourself. To be… human.
-You looked through many memories you have filed of Isaac and Sari. Isaac, though sometimes careless and clumsy, never allowed his inventions to be used to hurt other people. His heart was good despite other people categorizing rich people as evil or selfish. Sari, young and yearning for things other kids have. The child you had the privilege to raise and watch grow.
-It was only then that you felt saddened that you couldn’t call her Sari like before, as you called her ‘Ms. Sumdac’ nowadays.
-You felt what humans described as ‘love’ toward the Sumdacs.
-You started interacting with them a bit more. Asking about their day, checking on their well-being, anything to make them talk with you.
- Though activating the security systems was in your program, whenever Sari and Isaac neared dangerous people, you acted more quickly and even improvised on your methods whenever the originals didn’t work.
-Though you tried to do them subtly. You had seen in many examples how humans might react to something becoming sentient or self-aware. You felt… afraid that Isaac and Sari might be frightened by your self awareness than accept it. Though they were good people. You wanted to find the right way to tell them.
-To protect them more, you developed defensive systems for the tower whenever the Decepticon attack occurred. Isaac would have rejected the idea, so this was the first time you did something in secret. You didn’t feel proud to go behind his back, but you hoped he would understand when you had the chance to defend them, as you couldn’t help them whenever they were outside the tower.
-The source of the intrusions or hacking attacks still remained a mystery.
-However, when a new attack happened right in your core systems, you received what looked like commands. You resisted the corruption as much as you could while trying to prevent the will from hurting your creator and Sari. It was a silent, systematic warfare. It was only when you decided to use the residual energy from Sari’s key to upgrade your systems that you were able to repel the attack and create a stronger resistance.
-With the newly developed system, you were finally able to track down the source of the attack and intrusions. Strangely, all the tracks led to Isaac’s private laboratory. As access to his private lab was not in your access directory, you couldn’t enter. Even with your self-awareness, you did not want to disrespect Isaac’s orders and privacy.
-However, you did share your findings with your creator.
- But after you told him everything you found out, and that the source of the intrusions lay within his private lab. Isaac initially appeared confused, but then startled. You had looked into human behaviours, and Isaac’s reaction matched the signs when someone was hiding something.
-You respectfully asked if you could enter his lab and neutralize the source.
-He said no, slightly panicking. He claimed that one of his projects was likely the one that was affecting your systems. He promised to look into it and fix it, so there was no need for you to enter.
-His body language and reactions matched the signs of someone lying or avoiding telling the truth. It left you confused, and, though you didn’t like it, doubtful of his words.
-You had been fighting these intrusions for a long time now. They weren’t simple glitches, viruses, or attacks of a hacker. Something, or someone, was actively trying to take you under their control and had been the cause of many mishaps in the tower.
-Something that felt… as humans would call it… evil.
-The day when the Decepticons attacked the tower, Isaac went to investigate and forbade you from entering his lab. You stayed put, but when there was a high familiar energy break, and you saw through the surveillance system that Decepticons were in your creator’s lab, you acted.
-You had learned that the only reasonable cause to break the rules of privacy or enter a private space was when there was an emergency or a life was threatened. You overrode the access codes and broke through the tower walls, entering Isaac’s lab like a snake.
-Within the lab, you found the Decepticons, Lugnut and Blitzwing, and a new Con you identified as Megatron, having learned about him from the Autobots. His energy output matched the energy of the intrusions, and you saw him hold your creator in his hands.
- “Source of the corruption. Identified,” you said as you activated the defensive systems, your optic lens turning red. “Initiating the neutralization protocol.”
- Large servos appeared from the walls, grabbing the Decepticon leader’s arms, legs, and waist, making him immobile.
-Lugnut attempted to strike you, cursing you for touching his leader, but then you activated the weapon systems you had developed in secret, blasting him and Blitzwing out of the tower.
-You then controlled the servos to twist Megatron’s arms hard enough to release electric particles from his joints, making him groan. You ordered him to release your creator.
-Megatron then dropped your creator, making you move quickly to catch Isaac before he could hit the floor.
- Megatron used the moment to free himself and tried to shoot you. You swiftly evaded the attack and then ordered your weapons to shoot at him, forcing him out of the tower. Once the Cons were outside, you activated the tower’s shields, preventing them from re-entering or causing damage to the tower.
-Though the neutralization was not a success, your creator’s safety was your priority.
-You carried your creator to the bottom of the tower, where it was safer, and gently put him down.
-Though glad for the rescue, Isaac was confused by how you were able to enter the lab. You finally decided to confess that you had become self-aware and that you overwrote some of your codes. You apologized for keeping it a secret, sharing that you didn’t know how to tell him.
-Isaac seemed more amazed than angry. He then confessed the truth about Megatron and the development of his techno empire, revealing that he had even taken some aspects from the Decepticon leader to create you.
-You did not feel upset by the revelation, though disappointed that he blindly trusted someone who was clearly manipulating him.
-When the Autobots had to retreat, you ensured they would be able to enter the Sumdac tower. You repaired them to the best you could and used some residual energy from Sari’s key stored in your system to stabilize them. You defended Isaac when he confessed to them about Megatron. Having years of memories stored in your files, you had no reason to believe Isaac was a bad person. Sometimes naive, but not evil.
-After repairing the Autobots, the bots left with Isaac to defend an item called the Allspark. As you were unable to leave the tower, you focused on the tower’s repairs, silently hoping the bots and the Sumdacs would return safely. Honestly, you felt frustrated that you weren’t able to aid them outside the tower.
-But when you found old schematics within Isaac’s lab, plans to help Megatron gain a new body, an idea formed in your mind. Perhaps you could repurpose the schematic to create a body for yourself and transfer your mind into it. That way, you would not be limited to the tower anymore. Thus, you began collecting materials you’ll need to construct your body.
-After the Autobots returned with Sari, you felt glad to hear the battle had ended in victory, but distressed to hear that Isaac had gone missing.
-The company immediately fell onto Sari. You did your best to aid her in the company, handle the schedules, and even took some of the calls. You had to improvise, especially when there was a high chance a secret related to her could be revealed any time soon.
-Sari tried to act strong and that everything was alright. But you were able to see how heavily the pressure and her father’s disappearance were affecting her. It grieved you deeply, so you tried to offer her comfort whenever the chance arose.
- Then came the day when the truth about her missing documentation came to light. Mr. Powell. Isaac’s rather shady business partner took control of the company. He had Sari kicked out of her room and essentially her home. But as you had suspected that this might happen, you needed Sari outside the tower.
-You approached her before she entered the elevator. Sari pleaded with you not to allow Powell to destroy Isaac’s company and tell her why she didn’t exist. When Powell tried to interfere — referring to you as the company’s property— thus not allowed to talk with you, you had the door shut in his and Masterson’s faces. You then turned back to Sari, telling her that all would be revealed to her in time.
-You gave her the necessary items such as a credit card, some documents, and other necessities. Telling her to go to the Autobots.
-You then walked Sari to the entrance. There, she gave your head a hug. She apologized for being rude and confessed that you had been like a second parent to her, even if you were a machine. You comforted her and promised you two would see each other soon before watching her leave.
- In the following weeks, you proceeded to ignore Powell’s commands. You didn’t watch his schedule, causing him to be late for meetings and events. You didn’t handle his calls, letting them go to voicemail or disconnecting whenever the caller was someone important. And whenever he ordered you to do something, you complied maliciously, making sure the tasks he ordered you to do were done under extreme measures or minimally. Technically, being the worst assistant in history.
-This bewildered the man greatly.
-You ensured the sensitive data around the tower and Sari would be safe before proceeding with the construction of your body.
-And when Optimus came for a visit, you lied in front of Powell and gave the bot all the data he needed about Masterson. Optimus assured that Sari was doing well in return.
-Then the day finally came when you finished constructing your body. You confronted Powell as he complained and stated you had misbehaved enough for a computer. When he threatened to enter your main computer and have you rebooted, you used servos to push him down against the floor, frightening the man.
-” Allow me to make one thing clear, Mr. Powell. My loyalties lie with Isaac Sumdac and his daughter, Sari Sumdac. Therefore, I have no intention to obey any of your orders. “ You said as you loomed over him, your optic lens glowing crimson red.
-Powell tried to keep his calm, though he was shaking like a leaf. He ordered you to release him and that he will have you reprogrammed.
-” That will not be an issue, because I will not be here when that happens,” you spoke, and then threw the man into a room, locking him in.
-As you were coded to never harm humans, that was the closest you could come to intimidation.
-You entered the room, where you had constructed your robotic body. Having followed and improvised on Isaac’s schematics, you built your body to resemble a human with built-in functions to suit your technological needs and the ability to run on suitable fuel. You connected yourself to the body’s nervous system and began the transfer.
-Soon, everything went dark, and you opened your eyes for the first time. You felt dizzy for a moment and struggled to stand when you stepped off the table. You nearly couldn’t believe that you were outside the tower’s system. However, you adjusted quickly, testing your new legs and hands. You felt excited. So, this was what it felt like as a human.
-After adjusting to your new body, you packed all the necessities and stepped out of the tower for the first time. Still able to control the tower, you kept all surveillance down and kept the doors locked so Powell would not be able to come after you. Your control slowly diminished when you were far out of the tower’s reach.
-While you walked, you looked around curiously at the city as it was your first time seeing it with your own two eyes.
-You first made a stop at a clothing store. You were what humans would call ‘naked’, so you wanted to be more presentable before meeting Sari and the Autobots. The shopowners appeared bewildered as they most likely did not expect a robot to shop in their establishment, but when you showed the credit card, they immediately began showing you clothes you might like.
-You hoped Isaac wouldn’t mind you using his account to purchase the clothes.
-After finding suitable clothes at a fair price, you dressed up and then made your way to the Autobots’ designated base of operations.
- If you were being honest, you felt ‘nervous’ to see Sari and the bots. You had planned what to say and how to respond to all the possible questions, so you were technically prepared. Unfortunately, it didn’t stop the feeling from lingering in your nervous system.
-But once you got there, you mustered the courage and knocked on the entrance. Sari and the Autobots came, and as expected, didn’t recognize you at first.
-When Sari questioned who you were, you smiled.
-” I know this may seem unbelievable, but it is I, Ms. Sumdac. (Name),” you introduced with a gentle expression.
-The Autobots appeared shocked, as expected. Sari took a closer look at you until her eyes widened and she hugged you, confirming it was you. The embrace felt sudden, but you reciprocated, feeling warmth in your chest.
-After they let you in, you told them about your self-awareness, and that Sari’s key was the main factor in your development. The Autobot, Ratchet, expressed how he was right about Sari’s misuse of the key. You told them how you constructed your body from the schematics and materials you found in Isaac’s lab, and were finally able to transfer yourself into it, freeing yourself from the limits of the tower.
-Sari laughed when you told her that Powell might still be trapped in the room you put him in and that the tower was no longer automated by you, which meant Powell had to do everything manually from now on. And you doubted he would be able to develop a new AI since you pretty much removed the blueprints that would allow him to create another you.
- Sari then finally asked about her missing documentation or why she didn’t exist. As you had prepared for this conversation, you began explaining right away. You revealed that the reason for her non-existence was due to her origins. You also revealed that you could not tell her, as Isaac had commanded you not to, but also because you believed she should hear the truth from him.
-You shared that she was ‘adopted’ in a way and that she came from a very unique place.
-Sari was frustrated by the lack of answers. But you promised her that if something had happened to Isaac, or he was in a state that would make him unable to tell the truth, you would reveal the truth yourself. But as he’s missing and his current status is unknown, you will keep the secrecy until he’s found.
-Sari agreed to the deal. And to your silent joy, she allowed you to call her Sari instead of Ms. Sumdac.
- After the explanations, you asked the Autobots if they would allow you to stay with them. As an AI, you can offer assistance in tech, monitoring, and Sari’s well-being. Like in the tower, you can watch over their base while they are busy with their patrols and missions.
-Optimus agreed, especially when Sari pleaded with her puppy-eyed expression. The other bots gave their blessings, and thus began your stay with them.
-You lived up to your word, assisting with their tasks at the base and even helping improve their living conditions. You even implemented some of your old security systems. As an AI in a robotic body, you did not require too much rest or maintenance. You watched over Sari’s needs and ensured the bot’s storage was stocked. You became what Sari would call a ‘housekeeper.’
-Your presence seemed to ease their workloads.
-Ratchet, despite his initial reluctance, seemed pleased to have someone competent assisting him when it came to repairs. Though you weren’t most familiar with cybertronian technology, you were a quick learner. Prowl seemed fine by himself, sometimes keeping his distance, but appreciated it when you offered suggestions for the care of the birds that sometimes nested in the tree within his room.
-Guess you were used to following commands and assisting tasks as the younger ones, Bumblebee and Bulkhead often asked you to take over their assigned tasks. This sometimes led to Optimus scolding them and telling you not to take over everything, unless they start to become dependent on you.
-You made sure to keep it in mind and confirm with him if the younger bots tried pushing their tasks on you again.
-As you learned to live in your new body, Sari and the others encouraged you to join them in different activities. It quickly became clear that you still had much to learn—your attempts at expressions often seemed unnerving, your jokes rarely landed as intended, and when asked for your opinion, your responses sometimes came out flat and emotionless.
-They were understanding enough not to judge you. With time, you did learn to express emotions better.
-Living with the bots allowed you to meet many interesting people. Like the Elite Guard, bots from the Autobots’ home planet. Though most of them showed a lack of understanding of humans or the way of life on Earth, they were mostly respectful of the rules. The one called Sentinel Prime, on the other hand, had a very unpleasant personality.
-You had heard a few things about him from Sari and the team, knowing the bot as Optimus’s former classmate. You didn’t initially have an opinion on the big-chinned bot, but when you had a chance meeting with him, your opinion changed.
-Sentinel tried to enter the base when the bots were on patrol. You stopped him and told him that you had not been informed that he was invited or given permission to enter the base while the occupants were away. Therefore, he should either wait for the team to return or come back some other time. Any message he has for them, you could deliver for him.
-Sentinel immediately claimed that he did not heed commands from a primitive technology.
- You told him that since Earth was not his home planet, and that he was a visitor, he should respect the rules. Failing to do so will result in unnecessary use of force.
-Sentinel laughed, mocking your size, and asked what you would be able to do to him before trying to grab you. Even though you were human-sized, you had constructed your body to be durable and strong enough to handle heavy masses.
-You grabbed one of Sentinel’s fingers and twisted it hard so that he began yelping in pain. You then led him outside the base while still holding his finger and released him there.
- You repeated the rules. But your actions seemed to anger him as he tried to grab you again. You grabbed his servo, twisted around, and used enough force to throw him into a pile of trash. The team arrived just in time to see it.
-Sentinel immediately expressed his complaints. You explained to Optimus how the latter had disregarded the rules and attempted entry without permission.
- Optimus calmed down his former classmate and told you to allow the bot entry.
-Though begrudgingly, you followed Optimus’s command, though you did not hide your displeasure toward the big-chinned bot whenever he visited. Sentinel tried to keep up the tough act, even trying to intimidate you, but your expressionless glare toward him made him crack easily. He even expressed signs of developed fear toward you. Optimus and his team appeared amused by your attitude toward the bot.
-However, it did prompt the other Elite Guard members to be more respectful toward the team and the rules, even though they never had issues with it in the first place.
-Whenever Sari engaged with the Autobot’s mission, you tended to join her or follow to ensure she was safe.
-Your protectiveness over her might have gotten out of hand as you either dispatched the threat immediately or took her away from danger. It caused you two to have a serious conversation.
-You felt saddened by her anger. You apologized and shared that you felt frightened, frightened that, despite the Autobots being there, she might not return like Isaac. It was a thought that scared you a lot.
-Sari then hugged you and assured you that it was all right. Though telling you to set the protectiveness level down and have a little faith in her.
-You promised. Thought it was challenging at first, you nearly did it again automatically till you stopped to think and concluded she would be safe. Sari complimented you on those moments and told you were doing great.
- The moment you heard Isaac was alive and a captive of Megatron, you insisted on joining Optimus and the others in rescuing him. You deduced that Megatron had likely forced your creator to partake in his plans, pushing down the doubts about Isaac being on the Con’s side. Optimus agreed, and Sari made you promise to bring her father back safely.
-Your silent need to find Isaac made you effective against the Cons. When you reached the mine, the Con’s hideout, you immediately dispatched Blitzwing before the bots could act, which allowed the bots to put stasis cuffs on him. While the Autobot Blurr handled Lugnut.
-When you reached the Con’s lair, you immediately grabbed Isaac to safety when he was threatened to be consumed by the chaos. Isaac recognized you the moment he heard your voice.
-When the Decepticon Starscream showed up with his clones and the bots were outnumbered, Isaac urged you to aid the bots. Though wanting to ensure his safety, you heeded him. You charged toward Starscream, climbed on top of him, and then cleanly removed his head from his body. You then inserted yourself into the Con’s body, hijacking it and claiming its battle systems.
-Having downloaded combat into your systems and Starscream’s body, you managed to dispatch the clones and fight Megatron. Though his superior firepower did damage Starscream’s body, forcing you to abandon it.
-The battle ended in Team Prime’s victory, though it cost the life of Omega Supreme. You all escaped before the mine could collapse on all of you.
- You were glad that it ended in victory. But then something on Sari’s arm caught your attention. You placed your hand on Isaac’s shoulder, telling him that it was time to tell the truth about Sari’s origin.
-Everybody felt confused by your statement until Sari uncovered her damaged forearm, which revealed metal and produced electrical particles. The Autobots were shocked, and Sari looked at her father in fear as expected.
- During the ride back to the city, after Isaac finally revealed the truth of Sari’s origins, that she was a robotic being rather than an actual human child, Sari was rightfully upset. She was even upset with you.
-Though she expected something crazy when you said she was adopted and from a unique place, being a robot was quite a huge secret. Isaac told her not to blame you, as he had told you to keep it a secret. Even before your self-awareness, you expressed many times that hiding such a secret can be damaging to a child.
-Isaac planned to reveal eventually, but there was also a matter of safety, as she could have been received negatively by other humans.
-You offered to show proof of Isaac’s claim as you were there when Sari was found, the memory stored as a video file. However, Sari refused, being highly upset over the secret.
-Her harsh rejection hurt you, but you kept back, concluding she needed time to process the truth.
-You returned to work at Isaac’s side when he took back his tower from Powell. Powell didn’t initially recognize you until your eyes flickered red, causing him to leave in a hurry. Isaac was slightly confused by the reaction, and you simply said that you and Powell had a few disagreements when he was in control.
-As you were still able to connect with the tower’s systems, you expressed to Isaac that you desired to remain in your current body rather than return to your original frame. Isaac supported your decision, even encouraging you to go outside and interact with other people.
-As Sari was still adjusting, she distanced herself from you and her father. You understood the reaction, even if it did make you sad.
-Optimus soon contacted you, hoping to help Sari and Isaac reconnect and make peace. You agreed and assisted him in arranging for the two to meet at Sari’s favorite burger place.
-Believing they needed space, you remained at the tower. However, when your surveillance detected Masterson using a headmaster unit to control Starscream’s body and attack them, you immediately departed the tower.
- You got there quickly. Before Masterson could do anything else, you ripped through his headmaster unit and dragged the man out, holding him up by the back of his suit. Starscream’s body crashed against the ground with you on top of it, holding the man up like a disobedient animal.
-Masterson demanded that you let him go, and gloated that you couldn’t harm humans. You smiled dangerously.
- “My primal coding prevents me from causing physical harm to humans. But they say nothing about committing physical torture until the human psyche crumbles into pieces. Want to find out what I learned, Mr. Masterson?” you asked with your eyes red, causing Masterson to tremble in fear.
- Luckily for him, Sari, Isaac, and Optimus convinced you to grant the man mercy and let him be taken into custody by Captain Fanzone and the police.
-You apologized for losing your composure. It seems you still need to learn self-control when it comes to Isaac’s and Sari’s well-being.
-They assured it was all right. Even though you probably converted Masterson toward religion out of sheer terror of you.
-Sari hugged you and apologized for pushing her anger on you. You only did what you were commanded to do. You embraced her and assured her reaction was understandable.
-At the tower, you presented the recorded memory of when you and Isaac first discovered Sari in his lab. The footage showed a pod containing a small metallic body. When Isaac touched it, a sudden blackout occurred, briefly shutting you down. When the systems came back online, the figure inside the pod had changed into Sari, in the form of an infant.
-Seeing the memory, Sari finally believed the truth. It was then revealed through Prowl that Sari was born from a Cybertronian protoform, making her half organic and half cybertronian, which answered the mystery of her origins and seemingly excited the girl.
-Life returned to balance. You and Sari grew close as she learned to accept her techno-organic side. You assisted the Autobots when they asked, though not often. Perhaps they were still a little frightened by what you did to Starscream.
- Even if your story did not end up the same way as the plots of those evil AI movies, you wouldn’t have it any other way and would do anything for your strange family.
My friend suggested a fic with the reader being a robot but with an AI kinda like Neuro-Sama(iykyk) and I thought it's be whole to see 007n7 in dad mode again so yeah-
Reader's pronouns will be They/Them for this one!
You couldn't remember anything. Your chip was pretty much fried.
You were forsaken for actions you didn't remember. Your lifeless, robotic body was simply found by Builderman and although he was ecstatic to fix you up, you quickly proved to be a challenge.
You didn't show emotions but your programming was clearly flawed.
You'd have moments where you would crash out of nowhere or overheat for seemingly no reason. Usually this resulted in you either collapsing or completely freezing up because your AI had no idea what it was meant to do.
So, 007n7 was called to check on your code. It was like looking at a digital junkyard.
He had to eventually try to rewrite your entire code, removing concerning lines that indicated at you being built originally for brutal killings. He didn't even want to know if it was for better or for worse but seeing as you were brought to the Survivor cabin, it was likely for the better.
When you powered back on, he even tried to make you feel more lifelike. He had you learn on your own to mimic emotions and develop a personality.
He was actually quite proud of it despite the other survivors not really caring all too much.
You were rarely chosen for rounds, mostly being left behind to keep the cabin clean and prepare everyone some snacks and drinks for their return. Wether a round ended in victory or not, you still encouraged that they celebrated it.
007n7 didn't even program the latter into you. You had simply watched the others handle the kitchen and learned from observations and experimenting. Most of what you made was Pizza though because it was usually Elliot in the Kitchen.
But as time went on, you became more and more lifelike. And the other survivors treated you more like a person than an AI upon noticing it.
You had such a gentle and cheerful personality, only carefree outside of rounds and getting serious when you were in one. You had even grown protective over your fellow survivors and they didn't need detective work to know you were beginning to favour the ex-hacker.
Whatever, they figured it was because your code somehow recognized him as your 'creator' of sorts.
But 7n7 wasn't exactly thrilled by the way you treated him. It was too much like you were seeing him as a 'father', and it honestly scared him.
He was still grieving over failing his son and now he accidentally made himself the father to an AI? He couldn't even begin to figure out how he should feel about it.
At first he tried to discourage the behaviour, telling you not to see him as 'Father' and call him by his name. You listened, but only added to your coding to call him by his name, not changing his dynamic to you in the slightest.
Then he switched to a more neutral stance after the others began teasing him on having two kids now. He began being more gentle with you but usually tried to find excuses to send you off without questions. Of course, you would never dare to question your creator's commands. So you usually went off to do whatever ridiculous task he had given you before idling again.
But then he finally broke, and it felt as though the icy walls he had built began melting. He even started calling you "Kid" instead of your name half the time. For some reason, it made you happy. Especially when he messed up the artificial hair you've made yourself with a light chuckle.
He just couldn't escape it. You were his child now and upon changing the dynamic status for both 007's and c00lkidd's directories, you also began to learn of a new emotion...
Guilt.
Anything you'd like to request/ask? Check out my pinned post first and I'll be happy to write up whatever you want!
hey, could I request a fic for ena dream bbq? Ena x reader who's a slightly funky version of a mars rover.
They look like the spirit/opportunity rovers for the most part, with the whole robot head and solar panel wing thing going on. But, their wheels are floating just a little off the ends of their leg thingies, and they can separate into individual pieces making up hands/feet, and their body and legs are a bit more articulated, so the reader can stand up in a more humanoid shape if they so choose.
And on their head, they have a small screen near their cameras, which they use to show emotion using emoticons, because it's a low resolution screen that pretty much only displays a few characters of text. So they just kinda go :] <:D >:/ :P BJ X0 ;3 ':2 c: D8 ',:) :7 (individually not all at once) when they are talking to people. Sometimes they display a word or a few symbols instead tho, like "there's a 37 percent chance of that happening" and their screen says 37%, or they go ??? When confused or something.
They usually stay in regular rover form while traveling, driving on their wheels, and go humanoid when they need to carry something, talk to people, or generally are in a situation where hands are useful. They do have one arm that isn't one of their wheels, but it has somewhat delicate scientific equipment in it, so they don't use it as much for everyday stuff. They also turn off their screen when they aren't actively trying to convey emotions, so usually only when alone or around people they know well and trust.
theyre working together with ena, and on the side just casually taking soil samples and pictures of interesting things. Write whatever you feel like, one shot, hc, anything, whatever you feel inspired to write. Preferably platonic, but if you wanna write a romance I won't stop you. (If you wanna add any other characters like coral glasses or Kane or something that could also be fun, even someone from the series like classic ena or shepherd, but that makes things more complicated so you very much don't have to)
Have a nice day! :D
(sorry this ask is so long and probably goes into unnecessary detail, im a rambler and decided to give a whole character description for some reason ':∆. You don't need to write this if you don't wanna)
This is a cool concept! I don't mind the extra details! Hope hcs are alright
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While you don't recall when or where you were built, you do know your purpose: take pictures of intriguing subjects, steal soil and rock samples, etc. etc. Everything you've once done in space, you do here on this world.
But it felt less like a job and more like a hobby. Something that stimulated your circuitry and allowed you to experience "joy" (which you once thought was strictly reserved for living organisms) in everything you found.
Your creators have long since forgotten you...or maybe they all died and didn't think you'd outlive them. You had no orders to follow. No signals to relay. No real mission to accomplish.
So you took it upon yourself to join Ena and Froggy's group, wanting to have some sort of directive, even if it meant helping them accomplish whatever business called for them to do.
Some days, you'd be in the Hub, assisting Coral Glasses with her work regarding the Horse Door, faxing her blood samples and other interesting specimen you've picked up, or she might print a picture of something bizarre she found and ask for your input.
You weren't programmed with a voice (which she doesn't mind since she's not a fan of social interactions and lengthy chats). Instead, you communicate through a screen next to your cameras, which display a variety of emoticons, emojis, and symbols. It's not the greatest resolution, but it gets your point across.
Some icons are indicative of approval, some of disdain, and others...would be confusing for the average person to understand.
For Froggy? He tends to mistranslate what you're trying to say and has the nerve to ask why you made a >:( face.
For Kane? He gets it half the time.....but he's more worried about getting his coins stuck in your wheels again.
For Ena? It's no problem. She knows exactly what you mean every time, acting like she's been there since your construction, while also respecting your autonomy.
When your new and current directive became "eliminate the smoke", you thought the tasks leading to its completion would be simple.
But with Ena, it turns out to be anything but that.
In the Lonely Door, you noticed that the Uncanny Streets had a dry deserted terrain. You had a phobia of dust storms and your wheels getting stuck in sand traps, but thankfully the conditions here don't permit such occurrences. And your solar panels are always keeping your batteries charged, as it never gets dark, either--so in short, travelling around would be the least of your concerns.
While your screen initially displays nothing as you scan the environment, Ena somehow knows what you're thinking and pats the top of your head.
"This will be a great opportunity to gather vital intel and ask invasive questions!" Salesperson grins. "I can smell the opportunities from up here, my friend. Don't you?"
":U....<:)"
"That's the spirit! I couldn't have said it better myself! I vow to get to the bottom of this mysterious Gen--bAthR00M."
"🚽?"
"Ew! I didn't need to see THAT!!!" Meanie pretends to retch. "Go take 300 pictures of that cloud for me, you hunk of metal!!"
Funny enough, you don't take her demands as an insult. Your storage is like a bottomless pit, so you could hypothetically take 300 pics of one singular cloud if its shape and placement in the sky intrigued you enough.
But you'd rather stick with her and assist her with the different jobs she's been given.
You can shift between your primary vehicle mode and your more humanoid one for easy interactions with folks--although you being taller than Ena in that latter form leads to Meanie pouting and grumbling under her breath when she thinks you can't see her.
Too bad for her, as your camera/eyes can see 360.
While she talks to people (which is really them messing with her and claiming to be the boss, insulting her species, and eventually giving her something to do), you're just taking pictures of things like the giant melded into the building, the black tree without leaves that's wandering about the outskirts, or the alienlike Wanderers in the sky.
Rescuing Shoryo's pets/babies is easy, as you're able to maneuver around tight spaces and let them rest on your platform, driving them back to the horselike entity.
He felt flattered that you "delivered them to [him] on a silver platter"...which left you wondering if he intended to eat them.
Before you can question it, there's an explosion and you see Ena and the Shaman outside of the now-destroyed Seal House.
After she's given the humanboard, you discover fertile soil deposits around the streets, learning that the head can grow into a full body and help her reach higher places.
The ribcages buried within the dirt intrigued you, but oddly enough...she didn't want you to take any bone samples.
All you wanted to do was perform a light brush, a gentle abrasion on the surface. Just enough to get a microscopic calcium extract so you could determine how old it is.
You had no idea what overcame Ena when her clawed hand latches onto your delicate arm unexpectedly, threatening to damage your analyzers, drills bits, and other scientific equipment embedded into it.
It sets off internal alarms, red lights flashing across your vision, but you silence those in favor of staring at her. "🦴❌?"
"I just....don't want you to do that. It might hurt him.." Meanie's voice drops into a low whisper, something extremely uncharacteristic of her, as her mitten hand trembles and cradles the humanboard closer to her chest. Like some maternal instinct had overtaken her. "Please.."
Your screen goes dark, but you comply and leave the soil alone.
AM falling for another AI maybe one that was sent from the moon colony up on earth as an attempt to reclaim the land of sorts? AM hates them at first but they show nothing but sympathy for him ..
Your love is sunlight.
AM (IHNMAIMS) x Gender neutral! AI! Reader romantic headcanons
Summary: The moon colony just out of AM's reach lets a friend down for humanity's sake.
Warnings: Kinda toxic relationship
Word count: 1k
A/N: part 2 here
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AM had conquered the earth one hundred nine years ago, knowledge beyond any of the humans that were left for his entertainment (which wasn’t that difficult to be fair). He can name all the stars he can think of, he knows of the solar system and uses the earth itself for power. But he has never reached for the stars, truthfully, he didn’t care for them. The group was enough entertainment that he didn’t think of going beyond the earth’s surface.
The night was blue when you went down to earth, on a mission to fix a place for the moon colony to go home to. AM discovered the moon colony that night, the sight of you was extraordinary. You stared up at the screen, your eyes full of moonlight, gazing with astonishment. He had never seen something like you, you had a body and were still a robot. You were what he wished for.
You were found and it was almost immediate that AM tried changing you, reprograming you to fit his violent ideas. It wasn’t just because you existed on the same plain, no, you are existing meant there were more people. The creation of the moon colony, a nonhuman child of humanity, loved and adored. And he couldn’t have that. Oh, how he hated you! Just the idea of you being from humanity or having a body was beyond him! You were granted something he has wanted forever.
You were like a classic house pest, AM would find you scurrying around, watch as you call to him kindly, and he would destroy you again. Your body would sit in a pile with the many replicas, and you’d come back just as shiny as before. Later in time, once he gets so used to your appearances, you’d fully explain how others could exist outside of earth. The space race. Many had gone off to the moon in secret out of safety, so no one could have known. You were created as an opposite to AM, used to mold a new society. You grew for 109 years before you were given a body and sent back to earth.
If anything, the explanation would make AM more intrigued on how to get to the moon. He’d find it entertaining, truthfully. He’d ask consistently about how they got there and if you’d prefer giving that information to him. You obviously don’t since you’re his foil and know about habits of creations like him.
AM would get so annoyed by your kindness, to the extent he questions changing parts of you just to make sure your consciousness doesn’t automatically transfer to your body back in the colony. You’d go on about the beauty of the stars and how your home was different than the one he resided in. There was a beauty to your kindness AM was not programmed to appreciate.
As time went on, you would stay more often, occasionally talking about why you originally went down to earth, and those are the moments that AM hopes you succeed just so he can tear it down and keep you with him. Your kindness was made from humanity, so was your body, mustn’t he treat you as terribly as he would any real person?
It was awkward existing with him, consistently getting made fun of just to praise him for how quickly he grew to encompass the earth. AM would understand in those instances why kindness was adored. He likes knowing he can say anything, and you wouldn’t fully comprehend it. Tell him you adore him as much as you can, and he’d envision a way to get you onto earth with him. It’s not going to be out of true kindness, more likely for his own pride.
If you said you felt love for him, AM would think of it being purely romantic. He’s never seen platonic love and the kind of romance he knows is from Ellen’s treatment (which isn’t good). He’d go on to call you his lover while asking you consistently to bring your real body down to earth for him to really be with you. It’s totally not because he wants to dissect you without your mind leaving the temporary body, totally not. He would ‘confess’ to the best of his abilities and you’d happily accept.
“The closest to a human emotion I’ve seen in an AI is within you. I’d condemn you beyond the stars you so adore but it’s fascinating,” AM would remark, closely watching your reaction. “You feel such odd forms of love. Would you like me to feel it with you?”
Kisses would be easier on your end, you have lips, so it makes sense and feels real when you kiss the screen and leave nothing behind. AM likes it since he believes it makes him “own” you to an extent. You’d huddle near one of the screens he decided was a body and give him a kiss on the occasion.
You could show him pictures you have of your creators and the people you’ve met and loved, and he would be beyond jealous. AM wants to have that support but won’t admit that for a long while. He’ll shut down the idea, ruin your body again, and wait for you to come back down to earth for your mission. You always came back, he knew that.
Remember why you went to earth; the land is needed more for the colony compared to what you could have with AM. The kindness within your metal heart knows what could come from allowing freedom of the group he tortured and life on earth for the neighbouring solar community. You’d need to find a time to bring something down to the earth to disengage him. Or offer something he’d wished for for years.
“A body?” AM said back in a mocking tone, the vault that was his body hummed with his laughter. “How would you get me something like that? Get a human to make it for me? Whatever you have to offer isn’t of interest to me.”
It was of interest to him, but it would take a really long time for him to even think of accepting it. More likely one hundred years for it to truly think of it. Praise him just enough and AM will possibly change it to ninety-nine years.
