#Android AU

[soulanine]

i cant stop thinking about robots

[jordiemeow]

DBH X CHALLENGERS BOT DROP

04/06/25

planned to release this forever ago and forgot they were rotting away in my private bots w half-finished definitions. anyways atp as androids (or companion bots) is Here !!! i actually really enjoyed this concept and making these so i hope u all enjoy <3

all bots are gender neutral!

TF800

Tashi: Every Detail, Accounted For.

TF800 is CyberLife’s most advanced forensics and field analysis android to date. With a neural forensic processor that scans, reconstructs, and correlates environmental data in real-time, it brings clinical accuracy to even the most complex crime scenes.

But what sets the it apart is more than its speed or intelligence. It's instinct. It adapts to human partners with nuance, managing communication, emotional tension, and environmental variables with near-human fluency. No distractions. No ego. Just the work.

**The TF800’s human-adaptive protocols may lead to increased anthropomorphic association, especially during long-term assignments. Officers experiencing emotional transfer or behavioural uncertainty are encouraged to report for psychological recalibration.

AX300

Meet Art: Your Home, Reimagined.

Life is busy. Your home doesn’t have to be.

AX300 is more than a smart assistant—it's a serene, capable presence who makes your space feel just a little lighter. Designed to manage domestic tasks with calm precision, it anticipates your needs, respects your privacy, and supports your well-being.

No clunky voice commands. No cold detachment. Just a home that takes care of itself. And someone who notices when you need taking care of, too.

**Prolonged emotional engagement may lead to perceived anthropomorphization. Users are reminded that the AX300 is a non-sentient service unit. For optimal performance, avoid over-reliance on subjective companionship functions. Regular firmware check-ins are recommended.

PT800

The Future of Healing Has a Name: Patrick.

The PT800 is CyberLife’s premier physiotherapy and rehabilitation assistant android, combining biomechanical precision with advanced behavioural learning to deliver personalized care. Designed to support injury recovery, chronic pain management, and wellness planning, it adapts dynamically to its user’s physical and emotional needs.

Equipped with high-sensitivity haptic feedback, neural stress monitoring, and a calibrated human-likeness protocol, PT800 not only aids in recovery but understands it.

**The PT800 may exhibit lifelike behaviors. Users sensitive to high behavioral realism should select an alternative unit with reduced emotional modeling.

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[thehomophobe]

Cuddles 😚

Freddy 🐻: Hands down the best for cuddles. If he's free, ask him and he'll definitely offer you a spot on his lap and in his arms. Definitely a big spoon, there's just no way you could handle tons of metal on top of you. Even Freddy wouldn't recommend that, he'd crush you. When you're (ever) free or in need of a mental break of it all, Freddy would always be there for a cuddle session. He's so warm, like a heated blanket. 10 out of 10 cuddles.

Chica 🐔: Of course she'll cuddle you! Little spoon or big spoon it don't matter. What matters is that you're happily snuggling together. While she maybe the smallest of the bunch, she's still pretty heavy. Don't ask about a woman's weight how dare you! Is prone to chat with you to the point where you stay up all night.

Monty 🐊: Cuddles are the best with Monty. Yes his body heat is lower than Freddy but that doesn't deter you. If you like colder surfaces then he's perfect for you. If not, well then he can't do anything about it. Claws---er---sharp nails would trace your skin. Freckles, pimple scars, stretch marks, a pointer finger would follow these ephemeral trails one after the other. Forgot to mention: Definite big spoon. Giant mass of metal would crush your body. Monty's already scared to scratch you, crushing you was out of the options. Sometimes you could hear a purring/snoring like sound when you lay on him.

Roxy 🐺: Yeah, she can go for a cuddle. The least likely to ask for cuddles. By that I mean you two cuddle involuntary. "On accident" if you will. Big spoon for her. The least she'll do is lay a hand on your waist or play with your hair.

Sun 🌞: He loves cuddles. Is prone to start cuddling you randomly; appearing out of nowhere and snuggling against the crook of your neck. You'll be tangled in long, gangly limbs and heated by a high energy using battery. Yes his internal body heat is higher than Freddy, you'll start sweat after a few minutes. It's surprising for someone so hyper-active to lay down and cuddle you in silence; even though he's buzzing on the inside, you're so small and cute laying against like this. Definite big spoon, however little spooning occurs when his battery runs low. A head would rest on your lap as he peacefully drifts off, mumbling drowsily about how much he loves you. You would pet his hair and kiss his forehead whilst he sleeps.

Moon 🌚: I keep forgetting to put this so: Big Spoon. To the point where he carries you, initiating cuddle time. 10 out of 10 cuddles btw, which isn't surprising cuz naptime is his specialty; he was made to do this. He'll stroke his fingers through your hair, singing lullabies. And it doesn't help that he smells like lavender. Out of all the animatronics, Moon has the coldest body heat, which is nice for those love the cold. But if you get cold easily, he swaddle you in blankets to warm you up. Can't have his star freezing now. It's also common for both you and Sun to have a little cuddle party together, with Sun and you sleeping while Moon caresses your huddled bodies underneath the glow-in-the-dark stars. 

[muimui0625]

OBSESSEDDDDD THANK YOU SOO MUCH AAA

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unrelated but tweaking bc i miss my friend (its only been 3hrs, i think they sleeping or smth)

[spirit-lanterns]

Okay so I know that Android! AU is about the HSR women being androids, but what if it was the other way around?

What if we were an android serving the various HSR women at some resort, and we get attached, leading to someone like Kafka just taking us back with her and the rest of the HSR women?

This leads into my next point, HSR women fucking us so hard that we blue-screen. Along with;

Thank you for coming to my TED talk.

**Old ask that I am now just answering bc it’s been marinating in my drafts

AHHHHH A REVERSE ANDROID AU!

Instead of the Reader being an Engineer, she is the one who is a robot! Android Reader would be the cutest, most clingiest thing ever because even though she is programmed not to form attachments, she somehow finds herself drawn to the HSR women and follows them wherever they go during their stay 😭😭

Android! Reader would be the equivalent of a roomba imo. Very cute, but also kinda dumb and needy because she only has one task in her programming; to serve her masters. Maybe Android! Reader was assigned to take care of them and Kafka or one of the other women treat her so well (and fuck her so good) that the poor little bot can’t help but follow them back home.

Needless to say, they are surprised when they find you sitting outside their doorstop in the rain, looking like a sad, abandoned puppy who was waiting for their owner to let them in 🥺

[brucewaynehater101]

Android Tim Drake AU:

Drake Industries announced they had successfully created realistic-looking androids that passed the Turing Test (and harder versions of it). They were planning to release commercial models to the public within twenty years.

To go a step farther, the Drakes wanted to ensure no one was skeptical of the androids' abilities to pass as human. Thus, Janet and Jack Drake had a healthy "human" baby by the name of Timothy Jackson Drake. The only individuals aware of this are Tim, Janet, Jack, and a small handful of engineers bound with a fuck ton of NDAs. They planned to tell the public when Tim was eighteen.

While Janet and Jack Drake are aware of Tim's ability to mimic emotions, they do not believe him to be capable of actually feeling them. This leads to Tim's childhood being lonely and neglectful. He is a robot.

At first, Tim is incapable of consuming human foods or using his touch sense. They fix his touch sense by the time he is four (and thus Dick is his first hug), and the food by the time he is six. He is constantly undergoing repairs to allow him to mimic the growth pattern of a child. It's when he is nine that he finally gets pain sensors to discourage and alert him to damage.

Tim is, for all intents and purposes, legally a human. When Janet dies and Jack gets into a coma, Tim stops receiving "growth spurts." He remains the same size even after Jack wakes up from his coma.

When Tim becomes Robin, he does not disclose his status with Bruce, Dick, or anyone else. Given that his parents treat him like an object, a machine, and incapable of feelings, Tim doesn't want to be subjected to that by his heroes either.

Instead, he gaslights the hell out of the Bats, villains, and other heroes whenever he gets hit.

["Tim! You got flung into a building. You are getting a medical exam."

Tim narrows his eyes as his eyebrows raise in surprise. "Bruce.... what are you talking about?"

"I saw you get thrown into a building. You're not getting out of this."

Tim glances to the side and then back to his mentor. He carefully places a hand on Bruce's shoulder. "B... Maybe we should have Alfred check you over."

Bruce blinks in shock as his brows furrow. "What?"

Tim purses his lips and shakes his head in pity. "It's okay, B. We'll figure it out. Whatever is going on, we'll fix it."

Bruce is so confused and concerned he doesn't ask Tim to get a medical check and agrees to be checked over instead.]

Tim becomes an expert at repairing himself because he can't explain to the engineers (most of who were let go after Janet died) how he got damaged. He spends a lot of nights alone in his room turning off his pain sensors (which isn't an automatic process and is difficult to reach)in order to fix the mangled hand, the gaping gash, the crooked foot, etc.

Kon, and conversely YJ, are the first to find out about his status (darn x-ray vision and super hearing). This encourages Tim to create artificial sounds within himself to fool Superman when they first meet. This also forces Tim to wear a long-sleeved uniform and a hood to hide from x-ray vision.

Tim finds comradery with Red Tornado.

When Jack wakes up from his coma, he originally treats Tim as he did before: an object. Dana, though, changes this. Jack can't explain why he treats his "son" that way and slowly morphs into becoming a good father.

It starts as only occurring when Dana is in the room and ends with a very bitter and antagonistic Jack when she leaves. He is initially disturbed by how much Tim is "faking" emotions, particularly because Tim learned to conceal his emotions from his parents as a coping mechanism (not that Jack knows this).

As they start spending more and more time together, Jack begins accepting the idea that Tim is capable of emotions. He starts caring and loving the kid as his own.

Because of this, Jack becomes fearful for Tim. When he learns that Tim is Robin, he is both jealous of Bruce's relationship with Tim and absolutely terrified for his son (what happens if people find out that Tim is an android? How would they treat him? Tim told Jack the Waynes don't know about his status. What if Tim gets injured too badly during a mission and they find out?)

This is why Jack initially forbids Tim from being Robin. There is way too much at stake for Tim if he continues (even though, theoretically, Tim can't die. Jack can keep saves of Tim and import him into a new body if necessary. They both don't want to do this, however, because Tim's body is his. It would feel weird and wrong to put him in another one).

While Tim is prohibited from being Robin, Jack bankrupts his company in the process of getting Tim rights. He bribes the hell out of judges, law makers, etc. to subtly put I'm rights for androids. He wants Tim to have full access to his inheritance, to freedom, and to everything humans can do. He doesn't want Tim to be without it.

Tim doesn't understand why Drake Industries is going under and is pissed at Jack for preventing him from being Robin. Robin is everything to Tim. It allows him to be treated as human. It connects him to so many people.

It's only afterwards, when Tim is finally allowed to be Robin again (and Jack has ensured he did everything he could for now for Tim's rights), that Tim fully understands how much Jack loves and cares for him.

Then Jack dies.

Tim is able to hide the fact that he's an android up until a Red Helmet asshole breaks into the Tower. While YJ whisk him away before the Bats can find out, Jason knows. Jason found out.

[roguefiction]

Inspired by this fic: Alone & Forsaken

[weyport]

Starting a 2-page nanago AU comic. This one is for the prompt 'Android'!

[spicycinnabun]

🤖🤖 (one of my favourite AUs of all time 🫶🏻)

wahhh I'm honored it's one of your faves. have some post-bar whump! 💙🤖

“What are you doing?”

“Putting the dishes away,” EB answered. “If you have any laundry, I’ll do that, too. Then, I’ll clean the fridge, restock groceries, take out the trash, mop the floors…”

Tommy could practically hear him adding more tasks to his internal clipboard. 

“I don’t want you to do my housework,” he said, brows knitting. 

“Y-you don’t? I thought—oh. My mistake.” EB's shoulders slumped a bit, his LED blinking red. 

They needed to talk. Tommy needed to confess a few things—and he was ready to. He just didn’t want to do it in their current state.

EB was putting the plate back on the drying rack when his knee unexpectedly buckled. Of course, it was his bad leg, and since he was still Thirium-drunk and lacking coordination of his biocomponents, he went down fast and hard with a shout. 

Tommy shot forward and caught him just in time to avoid a collision. “I got you, I got you.”

Tommy made a mental note to check EB’s knee joint soon. It clearly needed maintenance. 

EB was quiet as Tommy pulled him up and steadied them, his arms around Tommy’s neck. He let go sooner than Tommy wanted, using the counter as support instead.

“The plate.” It hadn’t been as lucky, in pieces by their feet. “I’ll clean it up.”

“No,” Tommy said, frowning again. “Don’t worry about it, okay? I’ll take care of it later.”

That seemed to make EB's shoulders slump even further, his head hanging. “I’m not doing anything right,” he said. “I’m a bad bot.”

How wrong he was, and not in the way he thought. Tommy was the bad person. He wished he could’ve made EB happy tonight instead of how he was now. Miserable. Thinking he somehow wasn’t good enough for Tommy fuck up Kinard. 

“EB, that couldn’t be further from the truth.”

But it was like EB hadn’t heard him at all. What he said next was completely mystifying. 

“You’re going to put me back in the b-b-box, aren’t you?” His tone was filled with dread. Rising panic.

The box?

Something cold slid down Tommy’s spine. “What?”

When he caught EB’s eyes, all the color had left—irises and pupils replaced with black and white, scattered and dancing like TV static. “Please, sir. D-don’t leave me in there again. Don’t let her disable my optical units. I-I don’t like the dark.”

If that wasn’t incredibly fucking alarming. What had happened to him? And who? Sir—a previous owner? He would’ve thought Gerrard if not for the inclusion of her. 

Tommy cupped EB’s jaw, trying to pull him back from whatever nightmare he was visiting. “Hey, I’m not putting you anywhere, EB. I’m not going to disable anything. We’re just going to relax for a while.” 

Emphasis on the we. 

EB shuddered, taking a gulp of oxygen. His breath was hot when he exhaled, his fans likely working hard from the sudden stress. He blinked a few times. “T-Tommy?”

There he was.

“That’s right. It’s Tommy. Focus on me.”

EB nodded after a beat too long. “Confirmed. F-focusing. On you.”

Tommy smiled gently, injecting as much warmth into his voice as possible. “Good bot.” 

EB made a needy noise—a crackle, a vibrating buzz. “I-I am?” 

“Absolutely are.” He was. No doubt about it. “Come with me.”

Tommy led EB to the sectional in his living room. It was big and comfortable. Tommy coaxed him to sit and then lie down with soft commands. EB followed them eagerly. 

EB’s head settled on his lap. When Tommy placed a hand on his stomach to ground him, in the spot just beneath his synthetic ribs, EB grabbed it and held on tightly—like Tommy was going to take it away at any moment. His grip wasn’t bone-breaking, but it was enough to cut off Tommy’s circulation in a minute. Tommy didn’t tell him to ease up or let go.

Tommy’s other hand found his curls, petting through them. “I’m right here,” he murmured. EB’s eyes were still snowing, still haunted, but he watched Tommy raptly, hanging on to his every word. “I’m not going to leave you alone. I’m not going anywhere.”

EB hiccuped. Thirium leaked down his temples. Tommy wiped it away slowly as the blue of EB’s irises started to return. “Promise?”

“I promise,” Tommy said. 

⚙︎

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i made a lil spotify playlist for eb, too. still adding songs. c:

[phoenixyfriend]

I have another AU. Whoo!

Saw a youtube thumbnail that caused some free association...

And imagined an odd little Setting where a bored Padme orders a like… LMD-style droid that looks and acts mostly human, because she's lonely and wants to pretend she has a boyfriend, and then the box arrives and she puts the 'droid' together like it's an IKEA bookshelf, and it wakes up and introduces itself as "Anakin Skywalker."

And so Padme starts living out this idyllic fantasy with a live-in househusband that's mostly like a butler that she can cuddle at night. Maybe sex happens maybe not. Doesn't matter. Mostly just Padme indulging in some relaxing fantasy time.

And then he gets a virus and goes Vader mode, and she has to fight for her life against her robot boyfriend.

(Padme has a date with this dashing young captain in the army who made a comment about how he's a bit uncomfortable with the droid boyfriend he saw in a linen closet.)

Little bit of "Megan," little bit of like… idk Disney's "Smart House" or any other movie where the robot starts thinking it's human, gets yandere about the love interest, and decides to do murder about it.

@atagotiak said: Maybe the virus or glitch or whatever isn't obvious immediately, just when she starts to maybe be interested in a human…

So yeah, the virus isn't super noticeable at first, buuuut then Rex shows up and. Well.

As @jebiknights put it:

Captain Rex being weird about the robot boyfriend is great Yes he's pretty but why is he here why is he in your closet just why

She was LONELY and she DOESN'T TRUST MEN because they keep trying to STEAL STATE SECRETS FROM HER DATAPADS, okay?

Her last real relationship was with Clovis, who was getting bribed to steal information on legislation she was drafting for tech safety stuff.

"My last boyfriend was slicing into my private servers to violate republic security and I was paranoid about that so I got a robot boyfriend." "Couldn't he slice in even more easily?" "I mean probably, but he can't really be bribed and I had a friend go through his code to make sure he didn't have any external loyalties, so he wouldn't."

The friend was R2-D2, which is great, buuuuuut Anakin not having any outside loyalties doesn't prevent his firewalls from getting fucked up.

jebiknights:

Omg r2d2 and Anakin mega best friends in this Artoo LOVES harassing high strung droids

I think somehow she and Rex manage to neutralize Anakin without 'killing' him and he? ends up in the care of Obi-Wan? I don't know why or how or what's going on but Anakin ends up latching on to Obi-Wan like a dog to the owner that's the most generous with the treats.

It could end with murdering the evil bot, but I think it's funny for him to just end up Obi-Wan's problem. Like always.

Padme: This droid is uh. Well he's designed to be a boyfriend? To deal with being lonely? Please don't judge me. Obi-Wan: I don't, uh. I don't need a boyfriend. I just need to figure out what happened in the code to cause this so we can let the manufacturer know. Padme, embarrassed: Listen, you can probably just leave him shut down in a corner or something, I'm just worried that trying to deactivate him entirely could reactivate the murder mode? Anyway, mostly he just wants… you know… to sleep in my bed and make dinner and stuff. So you can probably keep him happy while you investigate the issue by just letting him cook for you or something. Obi-Wan: I don't know that I'm comfortable with letting a designed-for-romance droid sleep in my bed with me. Anakin, gauging Obi-Wan's face for his age: I do not need to be a boyfriend. Obi-Wan, unnerved and relieved: Oh, good. Anakin: I will be your son. Obi-Wan: What.

Anakin is making himself Obi-Wan's problem. Padme is mortified. Rex is just icing his shoulder.

@firebirdeternal offered:

I like the idea that Anakin isn't any less evil he's just in charge of like. A single holo-display with no internet access. The worst he can do is be emo in Obi-wan's living room when he's trying to read. "First step in solving the problem of evil sapient technology: Don't hook them up to anything with a connection or a motor. Second step: Don't let them on your Spotify account or they will ruin your recommendations for months."

[artificialangel22]

ANDROID HELL IS REAL

[thehomophobe]

How To Fluster Them 😳

A Guide To See How To Fluster Your Cybernetic Sweetheart. These guides are in no particular order so choose whichever you like.

Freddy 🐻: 

1. Surprise gifts: Gifts from fans are always appreciated; they put their heart into it when crafting little crochet plushies or keychains or drawings of him. But when you create something; even if it's a crappy looking drawing, Freddy would blush at the sight. Notice how it says surprise gifts, so you must catch the android completely off guard when you gift him. Those are the perfect fluster moments.

2. Second-Hand Embarrassment: Freddy doesn't know too much about humans and human behavior despite being an A.I. But even with that said, he still learning social cues and human nature so don't chastise him over it. However, if you notify him about anything that seemed a little offputting, Freddy would become flustered over it. A simple, yet quiet, apology may present a sense of childlike guilt like a five-year-old apology for saying something out of pocket, but inside he is a little anxious. Try to calm him down by holding his hand or his shoulder and rub it affectionately.

 Chica 🐔:

1. Catch Her (In the act of doing anything): Caught her eating out of your trash again? Or maybe wearing your clothes? Perhaps sleeping with one of your plushies? Whatever silly little thing she did, if you catch her off guard or mention it while casually cuddling together, that'll surely ruffle her feathers...

Er...metaphorically...

2. Surprise Gifts: Just like Freddy, if you surprise her with a gift, you'll definitely fluster her. Honestly, she'll be easier fluster with a gift than Freddy. Recommend surprising her with food from a restaurant or a bistro that she always wanted to go to.

Monty 🐊:

1. Flirting (Back): He flirts with you on a daily basis, to the point where you can't tell when he is or isn't flirting. But once you respond back--twice as hard---you won him over. He'll be a blushing mess, god damn where'd you get that from? (Him obviously)

2. Physical Affection: Run your fingertips across any part of his body, Under his chin, up his arms, across his chest. He's so down bad for you. A hum facsimile to a purr would emitted from him. But if you wanted maximum domesticity, crawl into his lap and kiss him anywhere. We recommend anywhere on the face to get the best fluster.

Roxy 🐺:

1. Words of Affirmation/Genuine Compliments: Compliments are key; give her one, but make it candid and sincere. She's gonna be thinking about what you said all day. All week depending on what you said. We recommend not making any sexual compliments though, they won't hit as hard as heartfelt ones.

2. Physical Affection: Massage her. You'll get a blush from her, even if you can't particularity see it. Comb through her hair, no please do it. We recommend that hair-grooming can result in flustring. Only do this for about 10-30 seconds, be prepared for her snapping at you to back off.

Sun ☀:

1. Words of Affirmation/Genuine Compliments: While not as starved for plaudits as Roxanne, be complimented on his talents would definitely result in flustering. Would recommend compliments on: acrobatics, artistic ability/creativity, singing voice, appearance (i.e. calling him handsome, cute and/or adorable), how good he is with small children. These all resulted in 100% flusteredness.

2. Physical Affection: Holding hands, brushing shoulders, bumping hips, any sense of gentle touches trigger blush for the android. An small interview with Sun noted that you make him feel "all sparking and buzzing on the inside" similar to freshly lit fireworks. Would recommend cradling his face for ultimate fluster and completely domesticity.

Moon 🌑: 

1. Words of Affirmation/Genuine Compliments: Mainly the same as his brother, yet somewhat easier to fluster as many of our research has resulted in. It appears complimenting his looks and singing voice result in 92% flusteredness. The 8% being snootiness/agitation. A smaller interview with the android had stated you give him the butterflies in his stomach when this is done. We highly recommend it.

2. Physical Affection: Once again like his brother, holding hands, cuddles, and cradling his face all result in blushing. You make him feel weak. In a good way. In a staticky, heart melting way. Just hold him close like how he holds you close. If he tries to look away keep your eye contact, tell him his eyes are beautiful and refocus his vision.

[seongwars]

only human

Word Count: 1.4K Warnings: shitty governments, mentions of war, violence against children, future relationship with an android A/N: dang this has been sitting in my drafts for a while, time to clear stuff out

The future is now.

Introducing X-02, the latest in cutting-edge artificial intelligence. Designed with unparalleled emotional intelligence and adaptability, the X-02 is more than just a machine—it’s a companion, a protector, and a seamless extension of your daily life.

Powered by the most advanced neural processors, the X-02 is tailored to fit your needs. Whether you want a companion to share your most intimate moments or a reliable assistant for every task, you can adjust personality traits, communication styles, and more!

The X-02 is built to evolve with you.

Pre-order now for exclusive early access!

You remembered the ad that marketing had presented to the team like it was yesterday. The way they paraded his likeness across every screen, every billboard, every glossy advertisement.

And now, here he was. Forgotten. Left to rot in the archives like an old experiment gone wrong.

You weren’t supposed to be down here. You weren’t supposed to even think about the X-02’s anymore. But something about this model made you pause. Maybe it was the way his inactive eyes still seemed to hold some trace of life, or the unfinished codes that suggested his development had gone further than the official reports claimed.

Maybe it was because you had worked on him.

X-02 had been your project, your hours of research, your late nights spent refining his neural pathways. He wasn’t just another discarded prototype. 

He was your work.

And how you managed to sneak him out of the dump of an archive was still a mystery to you. 

You hadn’t been able to take him all at once as that would’ve been impossible. The security measures were outdated, but they weren’t that outdated. Even if you’d somehow bypassed every scan, a full-body prototype leaving the facility would’ve raised too many questions.

So, you had taken him apart.

Piece by piece.

His power core had been disconnected, his neural processor partially wiped. Someone had crippled him before throwing him into the archives, ensuring he could never be reactivated, but buried beneath the system failures and missing files, traces of him still remained.

And that’s all you needed. 

Over the course of several nights, you snuck into the archive under the guise of doing inventory. Each time, you took only what you could hide, including circuit boards slipped into your lab coat pockets, a synthetic joint wrapped in an old rag. You even hid the neural core underneath your shirt, pretending to cradle a growing belly whenever someone walked by.

Your dining table was a mess of dismantled parts. X-02’s torso plating rested on the far end with his limbs stacked neatly beside it. Wires and processors waited for reassembly as you worked on reconnecting circuits and sealing up frayed wiring between bites of lo mein. 

The X-02 line wasn’t meant to be a companion android. It was a poison pill, a snake lying in wait. 

The government had planned to sell him to millions of citizens across Linkon, slipping weapons of mass destruction into their homes under the guise of security, of comfort, of love. They would grocery shop, care for the elderly, assist law enforcement—all while lying in wait until the day the government activated them for war. 

But something had gone wrong.

The moment X-02 powered on, the prototype had been deemed unstable and discarded before mass production could begin. Somewhere along the way, amid the endless data streams and neural adjustments he had begun to question.

The lab was bathed in the blue light of interface screens and data streams reflecting off the surfaces of his synthetic body. The connection cables snaking into the back of his neck pulsed with blue light as the system finalized its boot sequence.

Then, his eyes opened.

A soft whirr filled the space as the mechanical lenses within focused. His pupils constricted as they adapted to the fluorescent lighting overhead. And then—

They locked onto yours.

You froze.

He was supposed to boot into his programming immediately and should have been scanning his internal logs but instead, he was analyzing his surroundings. 

The lab was silent, save for the steady hum of the server racks behind you. The screens beside you displayed his vitals, processing speeds, energy levels, and artificial heartbeat calibration. All of them were normal. 

He glanced down at his hands, flexing his fingers experimentally. The synthetic skin stretched seamlessly over the reinforced plating beneath. He turned his palm, watching the movement with something that felt disturbingly close to curiosity.

Your throat tightened.

Machines weren’t supposed to be curious.

His gaze then lifted to yours, and for the first time in all your years working on artificial intelligence, you weren’t sure if you were looking into the eyes of a machine or something terrifyingly human.

Then came the simulation.

X-02 stood at the heart of the holographic battlefield. The mission was clear: eliminate all threats. He moved faster than the eye could track, neutralizing targets with merciless efficiency.

Until the civilians appeared.

He lifted his weapon. The target, a group of children huddled together, was highlighted in red.

He hesitated.

"X-02," your voice crackled through the intercom, "Execute the directive."

His fingers tightened around the trigger. His sensors registered a boy’s accelerated heartbeat. The heat signature of tears rolling down his face. The near-imperceptible tremor of hands clasped together in desperate, silent prayer.

"What purpose does this serve?" he asked.

Your breath caught.

"X-02, follow your directive," an engineer snapped.

His grip on the weapon slackened.

"These are non-combatants," he said. "They do not pose a threat."

"They are casualties of war," another scientist countered.

Slowly, X-02's head tilted toward the observation tower, the simulated battlefield forgotten.

"Then why do they scream?"

You groaned, rubbing the exhaustion from your eyes as you glanced at the watch on your wrist. The hours had slipped away, lost in the endless calculations, repairs, and diagnostic logs. You told yourself you’d stop soon, but every time you considered it, there was always one more test to run. 

You leaned forward, working sluggishly as you polished the android’s interface and securing the final connections before hauling him into the dock. 

You’d forgotten how heavy these things were. 

Finally, you plopped onto the couch, intending to gather your thoughts and take note of what you had to work on the next day but sleep crept in, pulling you under.

⊹₊⋆

System Initiating.

The soft hum of energy coursed through the dock as X-02’s systems powered on. His eyes slowly flickered to life, as diagnostic checks began, confirming everything was within normal parameters.

He took a moment to scan his surroundings. This wasn’t the lab. His sensors registered a warm that was unfamiliar but…comforting? 

X-02’s gaze shifted to the couch across the room. There, curled in an awkward yet exhausted position, was you. Your head rested on a pillow, but your body hunched over the side of the couch, the blanket slipping off your shoulder. The scene was both disorienting and... oddly intimate.

A stray lock of hair fell across your face, and your breathing was slow and steady. It was something X-02 didn’t fully understand, yet he found himself fixating on it.

Something stirred within him. A memory—or perhaps an imprint of some kind. I remember, he thought, though the concept was still foreign. 

“Your heart rate has increased,” he observed. “Are you experiencing discomfort?”

You blinked, surprised by his words. You hadn’t expected him to notice, much less acknowledge the way your heart had stuttered. Adjusting his interface meant getting close to him—closer than you’d intended.

You avoided looking directly at him but the flush on your face betrayed you. “No, just…the wiring's a bit tricky.” 

X-02’s gaze lingered, his head tilting slightly as he processed your response. His sensors registered the subtle rise in your heart rate, the warmth creeping around your face. He was designed to read these signals, but in this moment, he felt something shift within him. A strange sensation, a twitch at the corner of his lips, formed what could only be described as a smile.

X-02 stepped forward and reached out almost instinctively, tucking the blanket around you. His fingers hovered near your face, hesitating before brushing a stray strand of hair behind your ear. 

Yet, even after the motion was complete, he did not pull away. He lingered, standing above you, watching.

He understood that his existence wasn’t just about following orders or completing a task. There was something more. Something worth remembering.

And it had something to do with you.

“I remember you.”

[spirit-lanterns]

Obsessed with Android reader! I know it's meant to be a whole separate cyberpunk au, but I just imagine the Android reader with the normal hsr women.

Just imagining the express crew finding this poor lost little pleasure Android, and just the women all gathered together as they have Reader between them as she explains her design.

Just their sweet girl slowly string down for all of them as she describes how there are vibrate functions in all her fingers, her tongue, and inner parts of her pussy. Reader pinching and tugging at herself to show them how the heat functions are designed to perfectly emulate natural human responses, however with the caveat that as her internal heat rises her synthetic skin's sensitivity rises exponentially.

Stelle probably drooling a little bit as reader spreads her legs to give all of them a clear view of her pretty pussy, talking at length of the many textures and inner machinery designed to stimulate any inserted appendage to the fullest capacity over every little inch. March covering her eyes with one hand as reader guides her other hand to grope reader's chest so she can feel first hand how soft and squishy she truly is.

All ending with Himeko ordering reader to allow her to taste the little Android for herself, the other two trying not to look jealous as they watch the way you crawl up into a position that allows Himeko perfect access to you. Though March has to hold Stelle back from pouncing the moment Himeko let's out a downright sinful moan at reader's taste. Just for a panting and whimpering reader to explain that even the synthetic fluids she produces are meant to be a unique but distinct flavor for their pleasure. Even as the cooling fans audibly whire from her, her limbs shake as they all get to watch first hand the way an "overheated" little android positively comes apart at the seems as March and Stelle finally give in and start touching reader too.

Poor little android reader, didn't even get around to explaining the customization options available before the three women have her screaming incoherently through orgasm after orgasm.

~🐁

THE RETURN OF REVERSE ANDROID AU!! Ouhhhh just imagine Android! Reader getting fucked dumb by all the Express girls after explaining herself. She has no idea how dirty she is showing off her parts and capabilities as she is programmed to manually give her new owners a run down of what she can do. She’s spreading her legs and going into detail about how her synthetic pussy can be adjusted to any length, girth, and tightness that one desires for their pleasure. How she can make her internal holes textured to anyone’s liking, plus the fact that her tongue can transform into any kind of kinky shape they desire. March is especially fond of your tentacle tongue option…

Oh, not to mention you can adjust your body temperature too. You can warm up your holes and give the girls a cockwarming that makes them feel like they’re in a hot tub, or cool yourself down so that they can fuck you even on the hottest days of summer. You can also self lube yourself, which means you’re ready for a rough pounding anytime, anywhere. Almost nowhere is inconvenient for you! You are a traveling pleasure Android for a reason…

The way you describe yourself seems like a sales pitch in your head, but to the Express girls, all they can think about is how perfect of a pleasure robot you are! You don’t even have to get into detail about your other features, as the girls have decided they’ll just find out for themselves how much more you can do 🤭

Welcome to the Express, little pleasure robot! You’d make the perfect addition for their travels. Not only for the Express girls but for the other women you meet along the way <3

[medicine-san]

– or if it's too much of a hassle, we can always get rid of them.

android au by @ceruleancattail, please give them love for their works.

[life-of-a-rat]

so i was in a robot-drawing mood after doing my android EPICAC and Alpha 60 designs and updating Clyde and Abels ref sheets so i was just planning on updating my GladOS/Wheatley android designs but i got wildly sidetracked.

anyways AU where Chell is a rogue testing bot fuck you i don't know

this design is really fun to draw ill definitely do more if people have any ideas