The Wind, the Stars, and All Endless Things

MB: That's it, I'm writing a code to freeze any facial expressions before they happen.

Which is very adorable, and as textually supported as anything can be. But I propose:

--Three canonically tries to get SecUnit to wear its armor by pointing at it for two minutes without saying a word

--SecUnit canonically pulls a lot of things it says directly from Sanctuary Moon, which it has watched thousands of hours of, and Three hasn't

--Three is into documentaries and nonfiction

--Three is used to working with other SecUnits

Thus,

#obsessed with this take not only bc I can see it happening but also because murderbot would HATE being narrated#every time Three does this Murderbot sends it a message it the feed that just says ‘knock that shit off’ and Three ignores it and they#do this every time forever. like a weird friendship ritual.#the murderbot diaries#tmbd

murderbot: SHUT THE FUCK UP WE ARE ON A MISSION

three: the humans need to know :) :)

ART, shoving a fully edited documentary with beautifully generated graphics behind its back: yeah, SecUnit, the humans need to know what's going on. It's of critical mission importance.

Abene was powering up the digger control station. Not looking at me, studying the console’s interface in the feed, she said, “Consultant Rin is your supervisor, yes, I’m sorry.”

But also, I really think that even if Murderbot provided a lie much less credible than that, she would roll with it anyway.

I mean, she says this:

with her helmet still hanging on a broken tab after SecUnit (coming out from nowhere) yanked her away from a hostile

right after tending to her semi-conscious coworker that said SecUnit retrieved, incurring heavy damage

while her friend bot tends to SecUnit's damage, which SecUnit classifies as "leaking" but probably looks quite gore

friend bot is also damaged after altercation with a person on whom she relied on to protect them all. Damaged and not dead only because SecUnit, expected by a professional security consultant to die in the encounter, won and got back in record time

her arms and skin on the head probably still hurts. In case she needed even more reminders how close to death she got

It's nervous, it's friend-shaped, it's friend-acting, it's incredibly invested in survival of her team, it's her best and only chance to get out alive.

If SecUnit said God sent it personally, Abene would probably start to adress it as a holy messenger without losing a bit. Whatever will calm you down, dear, your actual identity is so much a non-issue right now

(The funniest thing is, if she knew more about SecUnits, she would be seriously considering by now that maybe it was actually sent by God. SecUnits are not supposed to do this kind of shit. SecUnits don't hack proprietary systems smoothly like a hot knife going through butter. SecUnits don't strategize creatively. SecUnits don't fight strategically or skillfully. SecUnits don't change overwhelming weight-class-and-numbers disadvantage into fragile balance. What SecUnits do is follow pre-programmed procedures, secure perimeter and throw themselves on hostiles hoping hostiles run out of working parts first, because that's how SecSystems use them and why give them any more programming over that. This SecUnit is very much non-standard and probability-wise, being sent directly by God wouldn't change much.)

Also, this is a person that raised an innocent trusting bot who never experienced betrayal or hurt from its humans. She actually considers emotional comfort of bots to be important.

But then capitalism got its hands on it, and the strength that was probably designed to help rescue people from collapsed buildings and crumpled transports was instead turned towards enforcement, and the expressive, comforting face had to be covered up with a scary opaque helmet

who hasn't become delirious with joy in a library honestly

by Anonymous for Mutual Rapport 2026

Rated T | Gen | ART & Murderbot, Murderbot & Dr. Ratthi, Murderbot & Original Bot Character | Platonic

Fanfiction: One-shot | 4,594 words

“Come on, SecUnit,” Ratthi coaxed. “It’s a library full of media. You love media.” “I don’t love media,” I lied.

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the scene in artificial condition where mb is talking to [threatening presence] thru the door feels like guard doggy. is it just me or did we all imagine them standing really close to the door in a sort of intense way. anyways

Behold, the Peri-clippys have evolved and expanded:

These ones are my personal favourites:

my fill for @mutualrapport event!! artmb fantasy au!!

the prompt was about MB being sent as a sacrifice by the villagers to an eldritch being that happens to be ART

thanks so much for the prompt and for this event, it was fun to work on!!

my art on ao3

My fill for the @mutualrapport event. My prompt was to explore Murderbot & ART’s relationship in terms of quantum entanglement. My notes on this piece below the cut.

Mutual Rapport AO3 Collection

False Eyes

Old WIP that I never finished. Basically where Murderbot's drones are butterflies