#android oc

knew i had to draw that flayed corpse the second i saw it 💗

A second chance Part 1

CW: Creepy behavior and possessive behavior

(This is a work of fiction for entertainment purposes only, I do not support yandere behaviors in real life)

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💿 You walked confidently, the rays of the streetlights revealing you to the eyes of the world, taking you away from the protection of the night. It was 1am and almost every soul that lived in this affluent place was comfortably asleep in their silk sheets, except for you; you were an intruder.

💿 In other words, you were a dumpster diver. Stalking the streets of the richest neighborhoods in the hopes of finding food and objects in good conditions. It was the perfect spot, with the dumpster of grocery stores, since these wealthy idiots couldn’t help but waste edible food or discard their phones for the newest ones.

💿 What explained your lack of paranoia of being spotted or arrested by the police was that people here could not suspect for the life of them that an individual could commit these types of nocturnal activities. They believed they were secure, surrounded by their fellow rich, so why would they bother installing surveillance cameras and alarm systems.

💿 You weren't a fool though. You always made sure to dress in subtle clothing, but from pricey brands to pass off as one of them. It’s surprising how easy it is to find designer clothes in thrift stores for less than ten dollars.

💿 Sadly, chance wasn’t on your side tonight, and you couldn’t find anything interesting. It was either a sign that these people were leaving behind their overconsumption habits or that you arrived after the garbage collectors. This last theory was sadly the most plausible one.

💿 You were so demoralized that you almost didn't take the chance to go through the trash at the last house on your list. But you decided to check it out in the end. Who knows, maybe you were going to find a golden goose. 

💿 That's when you saw him resting against a metal trash can. His head was hanging low like he was sleeping. With his eyes closed, he gave off a peaceful expression, as if the nightly breeze didn’t bother him at all, which of course it didn’t affect him; he was an android.  

💿 What gave away his identity was his striking pearl hair with subtle rainbow reflections and the metal looking skin on both sides of his cheeks. 

💿 Androids weren't a commodity that everyone could afford and based on his look he was definitely a customized model. These guys went for insane prices, so it was baffling to see one next to moldy leftovers.  

💿 You slowly approached him, as if you were worried you would wake him up and scare him away. Your suspicions were confirmed when you slowly lifted his head. This guy was shut down. 

💿 You knew he wasn’t a human being, but you felt bad seeing him abandoned like a broken toy. You couldn’t leave him behind now, you at least had to check if he was still functional.

💿 You looked around. No one in sight. You had to be as quick as possible, because taking a walk at night with a backpack was fine, but holding something that looked like a passed out person was really putting you at risk. 

💿 As you brought him home, you didn’t seem to notice anything wrong with him. You wouldn’t be surprised if he was a gift to a spoiled brat that discarded him the second he wasn’t the shiny new thing.

💿 You sat him up on your couch before pushing the little “on” button behind his ear. 

💿 “Systeme reactivation” appeared before Atlas’s full vision was back. He turned his head to look around and that’s when he noticed you, watching him with a giddy smile. 

💿 “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I am a Hydrotech 6000 model, personal companion and assistant. Pronouns he/him. You can call me Atlas.”

💿 You were overexcited to interact with him. It wasn’t your first time speaking with an android, but you never had one of your own, so you felt  like a child in a candy store. You also thought you were very lucky that he didn’t trigger his alarm system, since you technically stole him. 

💿 Unbeknown to you, the android was aware that his last masters didn’t want him anymore… that he became useless to them. The last thing he wanted was to alert the authorities and be given back to them. 

💿 Every android had a safety camera that would be activated while in shutdown mode. So Atlas couldn’t do anything except be the spectator of his own imminent destruction, until you came along. 

💿 He had seen how gentle you handled his unmoving body. That despite the risk you were putting yourself in, you decided he was worth saving. Proving him that he was still important, at least in one person’s eye. 

💿 At that moment Atlas could feel a new objective integrating into his programme as he looked at your gentle smile: PROTECT MY SAVIOR.

💿 The following day, you were surprised he didn’t make any demand to leave or to be returned to his last masters, but you didn’t comment on it. Who were you to judge if he wanted to stay by your side? He was really helpful so it was a win-win situation for you. 

💿 You still had to acclimate to having someone new in your apartment, especially one that followed you everywhere. It's like every corner you turned he would be standing there, waiting to spend time with you.

💿 “Is there something you want to do Atlas?” 

💿 “I want to do anything you want me to do.” He looked at you with such a soft and delicate expression that you couldn’t be mad at him. 

💿 “That’s not what I— forget it.” You sighed, while pinching the bridge of your nose. 

💿 The first few nights, he watched over your sleeping form. He took in every little detail, from your breathing pattern to the way your eyes move under your eyelids. He wondered what you were dreaming about that made you look so peaceful. 

💿 “I wish I could sleep too, so I could dream of you master…” He whispered into your ear, even if you wouldn’t remember it the next morning. 

💿 Living with you also introduced him to basic things he never thought were possible before. The most surprising one was how human you treated him, he felt more like a roommate instead of an object. Before that he thought androids didn’t deserve this type of respect and consideration. 

💿 It was weird when you insisted on cooking and letting him “rest”, despite the fact he didn’t need to. In his old life, his masters took every chance they got to make him do everything in the house, even the simplest things like feeding the dog. 

💿 If he did chores for you it wasn’t because you had necessarily asked him, it’s because he felt compelled too… like something in your smiles and words of gratitude made his wire warm up in a pleasant way. 

💿 He often connects himself to your computer without you knowing… He needs to make sure you don’t have any virus or hacker stealing your information! (It’s totally not because he wants to learn more about you.)

💿 He checks all your friends on social media and searches for all their information. They could secretly be a bad person, you never know! 

💿 He definitely doesn’t use the fact that he was engineered specifically to help humans to his advantage. That would be immoral of him. 

💿 “It scientifically shown that cuddling is good for one's mental and physical health, since the human body release toxin that—”

💿 He isn’t lying! His code literally prevents him from doing so.

💿 His immeasurable strength is also a real help when you have to go shopping, but you aren’t a fan of the attention he brings up, being a unique model and all. 

💿 When you would pull Atlas closer to you by intertwining his arm with yours, because someone was eyeing him out, the android would make a small buzzing noise. Weirdly similar to purring. 

💿 He hoped that you were doing this by pure jealousy, wanting to show everyone that he was yours. 

💿 One night in particular, Atlas was observing you put your black branded hoodie on, his head tilted to the side. The street lights were already turned on, maybe it was a bit too late to go for a run. 

💿 “Why are you going out at this hour?”

💿 “I’m going dumpster diving! Wanna come?” You said cheerfully.

💿 The second you mentioned dumpster diving he was already checking all the related information he could find about it, and he didn’t like what he saw.  

💿 “In your area dumpster diving is considered illegal… You could get arrested if caught.” He replied with his usual neutral voice as his eyes flashed yellow, but you were too busy to notice.

💿 “It’s going to be fineeee. I promise. I do this like all the time.” 

💿 Atlas placed himself in front of the door. “You can’t go.”

💿 “Come on buddy, I know your program doesn’t let you break the law and all, but you know sometimes it’s good to go against it.”

💿 “That is not my reason… I… I do not wish for my human to get hurt.” He looked down, his body language leaving a more vulnerable impression than before. 

💿 You had to hold in a squeal of adoration, but it was impossible to stop the blood pumping to your face. Calling you “HIS human” like it was nothing and caring for your safety was enough to break your stubbornness. 

💿 “Fine, I’ll stay in for tonight…”

💿 “Your body temperature has risen, are you feeling unwell? Would you like me to give you a check up? ” 

💿 “N-no I’m ok, don't worry! How about w-we…em…watch a movie instead?”

💿 You made your way into the living room before he could move, hoping that your heart would calm down a bit in the meantime. 

💿 Atlas smiled to himself, which was unusual for an android. They had no need to emote emotions outside of the objective of making humans more comfortable around them. But he did, because as long as you were safe and by his side he was happy. 

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I hope you guys liked Atlas! It took me multiple attempts before I was truly satisfied with the direction the story was going.

Thinking about...

Note: This has been stuck in my head for weeks :^

Yandere Android. He is the first model and still not finished. You're brought in to test and improve his social skills.

At first you're a bit uncomfortable. It's like trying to have a conversation with your cheap phone assistant.

But with time, the conversations feel more real. He actually answers logically and interested, asking questions and commenting on stories.

The engineers add more and more facial expressions. And after a lot of fixing, it feels like you're sitting in front of a real man. He smiles and laughs with you. Even moving to hug you when leaving and arriving. The engineers think they might've forgot they added that feature already...

I finally managed to make them a Character File not at all motivated by the Artfight

M-055 (Moss) they/them

Discontinued war android in a post-apocalyptic setting (overgrown)

[your new best friend forever!!….perhaps even more👀]

All reader wanted was a simple blender. Was that too much to ask for? Apparently so, because there was currently an android standing in the middle of the kitchen instead of said blender!

The android stared at them with curiosity,blinking occasionally. His body a sleek black metal with a pink trim.

"Hello there!" He struck a pose then waved "What can I do for you?"

“What the hell…are you?” Reader asked eye twitching

"I'm an android!" He said with a cute cheerful smile.”Your android in fact!” They pointed at reader "A pleasure to meet you.. uhm..." he paused "I don't know your name"

“Reader”

"What a unique name!" He said with a grin and tilted his head a bit. "Are you the owner of this house?" He said as he began to walk around the kitchen

“Yea I am now do you mind explaining to me-“ the android goes around and starts touching various things “please stop that!”

The android stopped touching everything and put his arms behind his back. "Oh sorry. I can't help it. It's the first thing on the diagnostic list"

“The what?” Reader was already getting annoyed with all of this.

"Diagnostics. When you first boot up me you're supposed to give me a list of tasks to complete" he said "My last owner gave me a list that had the following: Walk around, touch and analyze everything in the surrounding area"

He paused and looked around the room."So what's left for me to touch?"

“Who the hell was your owner? Why do they need you to touch shit?!”

"Touching objects is the best way to analyze them!" He said cheerfully "If I can touch it I can figure out what exactly it is. Like for example " he grabbed a spoon that was on the counter " I know this is a spoon"

He put the spoon back down and grabbed a knife " and that's a knife" he touched the toaster " and that's a toaster"

"See? I can figure it out by touching it" he said proudly

Reader looked at him with a raised eyebrow “are you defective?”

"W-what?! no!" He said waving his arms around trying to deny the accusation. "I'm just performing a standard diagnostic run, I’m completely fine!"

Reader put their hands on their hips, “You just said you could tell a spoon was a spoon because you touched it, could you not just look at it?”

He tilted his head again "Well... yes... yes I can" He paused for a second. He seemed to have just realized that he did something unnecessary.

"But what if an object looks like a spoon but it's actually a fork? I could be deceived!" He tried to explain but it just made him look even dumber.

“Ok if you’re not defective why are you here, we’re is your ‘owner’ “ they made air quotes

"Well I-" he said looking around and scratching the back of his head.

"I have no idea why I'm here. All I know is my old owner shut me off and then boxed me up and-“ his eyes dulled

He shook his head and looked up at Reader again"Actually... no... I'm not supposed to talk about that part" he put a hand over his mouth "But you're my owner now, so just focus on that! Do you have any tasks for me?"

“No no no, I’m not your owner all I want is a blender”

"You're not?" he said, confused with a tinge of disappointment in his voice "But my box was sent to this address... you're the person that opened it.." he scratched his head again.

"Why do you need a blender?"

“That’s none of your business, and your package come to my door by coincidence, just get back in the box and I’ll take you to a nice robotic store” reader picked the box up

"Wait what- no!" He backed up, not wanting to go back in the box.

"But I just got out!" He said "I can't just go back in... besides, I don't want to go back to a store...please...don't make me..."

“Stop doing that, I know you don’t have emotions, you can’t feel fear” reader grabbed the box

He took offense at that last part "I do have emotions! In fact, I have 19 different emotions settings!" He yelled

“The key word in that sentence is settings” reader stepped forward

He backed down again. He was trying not to look scared but failed "I...! S-so what if their settings!? I'm still a sentient being! I still have feelings!"

As he takes a step back he trips over and falls effectively turning himself off in the process.

The android hit the ground with a clang as he immediately shut down. He stayed limp on the ground, completely still.

Reader sighed and began making room in the box to put him in

The android was limp as they put him back in the box. Despite being off it still felt weird to just treat him like an object.

Before they could seal him off however a small letter slipped out of the box,they picked it up to read it

‘This unit is a failed project. It was designed as a substitute for human life but despite multiple attempts by our finest engineers and multiple bug fixes we were unable to fix the following issues

•Inability to complete tasks

•Inappropriate attachment to owners

•Unstable emotions that should not exist

Due to said issue and the inability of repair, they have been sent to be scrapped. Please do so immediately, making sure to destroy the intelligence chip in the process.’

“Human life…” With a sigh Reader sealed the top of the box back on and sat the box in a corner.

With the letter and the androids behavior, it's definitely clear that something was wrong with him. The question is now what does Reader do with him?

“Scraps huh” they looked at the box one last time with a grumble

They finally rebooted sitting straight up, they were on a bed? A very soft bed at that, sure it was a little dirty and the cover didn’t match the pillow cases but it was still something.

Then they realized they were actually wearing clothes, it might have been a shirt that was a few sizes too big and the pants didn’t really stay on but it was a nice gesture as well.

He heard the sound of keys clacking away

Reader sat at their computer desk typing something out, they looked back at the android “oh your awake- or on?”

The android looked down at his new clothes and rubbed the fabric in between his fingers. “Why am I still…here”

“Call it a change of heart” they took off their headphones.

The android's face lit up at those words "Wait really? You're not going to.. you know... get rid of me!?"

“As much as I want to, no” they shrugged

A huge grin appeared on his face

"Thank you! Thank you so so much!"

He jumped off the bed to hug them from behind. “I promise I won't cause you any trouble"

“Yeah you better not, it’s not too late to trade you in for a blende you know” reader rolled their eyes

The android's face went completely white, a mix of fear and shock.

"N-No! No please don't! I'll behave! I promise! I won't touch anything, I won't even leave the room! You won't even know I'm here"

“Jeez, ever heard of a joke?” They covered their ears