#bioandroid

I was not quite sure if you meant perfect cell, but I think it's what you meant lol

You were designed to heal, to help, to bring light to a world that had seen too much destruction. Unlike the monsters of war—beings built to kill—you were something else. A creation of beauty, of kindness.

And yet…

You had fallen for a creature meant to destroy.

Even before he was perfect, you had seen something in Cell that no one else had. A spark beneath his hunger for power, a flicker of something more. While others feared him, you had stayed close, offering soft words and a gentle touch in contrast to the violent world around him.

“You’re not just a weapon,” you had told him once, your delicate, iridescent wings fluttering behind you. “You can be more than what they made you to be.”

He had laughed then, his voice filled with arrogance. "You’re naive," he had said, though he never pushed you away.

Perhaps he should have.

Because now, as he stood before you in his Perfect Form, his emerald carapace gleaming under the artificial light, his tail lazily twitching, you realized—you had created a monster.

Not because he had become more powerful.

But because now, he would never let you go.

“You were with me before I was complete,” he murmured, stepping closer, his tall frame looming over you. His voice was softer now—smoother, more controlled—but beneath it lay something dangerous. Something obsessive.

"You saw me at my weakest," he continued, reaching out, running a clawed finger along the delicate curve of your cheek. “You cared for me when I was nothing but an unfinished project.”

Your wings fluttered nervously, their glowing, silken patterns reflecting the dim light. "Because I love you," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. "I wanted to show you that you’re more than—"

His hand suddenly gripped your chin, forcing you to meet his piercing gaze.

"More than what?" His tail curled around your waist in a possessive coil. “More than perfect?”

Your heart pounded.

"I—"

“You made me fall for you,” he interrupted, his smirk sharp, dangerous. “You, with your soft voice and gentle touch… Your belief that I could be something else. You did this to me.”

His grip tightened slightly—not enough to hurt, but enough to remind you that he was stronger now.

And now, you were his.

“You belong to me,” he whispered, lips brushing your ear. “Forever.”

His wings flared behind him, casting long shadows across the walls, mirroring your own trembling form.

You had loved him before he was perfect.

And now, he would never allow you to love anything else.

Part 2

Masterpost

Species Swap art of a friend's saiyan OC, turned into a Cell-style bioandroid! Featuring a portrait of their hypothetical 'perfect stage' :3

or coscat for short,

it’s a world where the galaxies we live in are the slow turning gears to a dying universal machine. as the cells of the machine breaks down, the energy that is released (planetary plasma) is recorded to be a direct cause of evolution.

instead of letting theirs release slowly, the humans of earth developed a specialized drilling rig to mine this plasma from the surface of the earth’s core, kickstarting a mass evolution in technology (and an early planetary collapse).

the two key developments from this found fuel are:

- body modifications, that vary from aiding people with disabilities to creating super heroes. the first generation of heroes were created in 1998, the last generation were born in 2065.

- interplanetary travel technology made massive leaps. planetary plasma was a type of fuel that allowed for safer launches because it wasn’t a combustible material. it was dubbed “leap fuel” after a test launch sent a robot-manned flight past mars.

i’m not going to go too deep into the mechanics of either, but these advancements allowed for human colonization on mars by 2008. unfortunately since it was headed by america, it started militaristic.

i’m not the biggest science fiction nerd, but i’m starting to ease my way in. the best way i know how is to make characters for this world. ✨ thankfully i’m joined by my partner for it.

clancy dewan, 25/26, cis male — 🇮🇳 / 🇮🇩 / 🇬🇧

once an up and coming pilot for the milky way united’s military, turned runaway space highway man after blowing up earth’s moon accidentally.

his father was a famous astro-archeologist and was among the many people researching how long lost extraterrestrial civilizations worked with planetary plasma. clancy’s mother is a star ship pilot for the milky way united’s military, and her father is a general stationed on some other planet in the galaxy.

his persona is “kid djinn”

using body modifications he received , he channels fire through his body. an artificial vent attached to the small intestine siphons and digests carbohydrates. using an implant in the upper spine, a message is given to bone marrow to produce extra blood. this extra blood passes through an added chamber that turns it into planetary plasma.

carbohydrates + p-plasma are then bound in blood vessels whenever clancy activates the “turn on fire” command. the blue flames shooting out of the vents in his shoulders, biceps, and crown are a result of this.

due to the properties of the p-plasma, the fire is entirely under clancy’s control. when asked about it, he feels like the fire is apart of him. shooting them off to him feels like clipping his nails or cutting his hair.

while clancy is the ship’s captain; olive is the weapon’s master. a nine foot tall bio-android. this is my partner’s oc, we’re still working on ‘em. :-3

clancy; 🔥

olive: 🫒