#automation au

[orangelemonsstuff]

Rose Android

Automation!Au Riddle x Scavenger!Reader

Summary: You found a disembodied head of an Android and put him back together again only to get a strict, rule follower, android to help you around

Tags: Angst & Fluff

this au is credits to @jackplushie

Is this how it's going to end?

he did well didn't he? so why did his mother threw him away?

he performed tasks perfectly, he did what she asked, he installed essential modules through his system to become knowledgeable, he became a perfect android for her so why..?

he only wished for her to have a freedom to go outside. that's all what he wished for.

"This one kept acting up on its own whether i order it or not, yes i did modify it to have it's own intelligence yet, it somehow remained lacking in... well perfection."

just to go outside to sightsee, is not perfection

What exactly should he do to reach her eyes? to show her he is perfect in everyway, he's the perfect android she created.

he didn't ask for anything big or extravagant, he just asked to see how the world is really outside.

"take it, sell it, do whatever you want with it. I have no more use for it anymore. although i do like how he look his face plate might be useful- ah nevermind leave his head alone in that big scrap dump site i just have another copy anyway and i feel that it's much better."

ah he remembers it, how painful it was when they ripped and torn his limbs apart, how of his torso was ripped apart from his head. his wired nerves still can feel it till this time and his creator, his mother. just watched how he get violated

but how could he even call her a mother when she wasn't even one?

maybe calling her 'mother' that one time is the reason why she threw him away, he had just learned what that word is he didn't mean to call her that at all

maybe that was his flaw.

since an assistant bot like him can be cheap and affordable his system stored in his head is technically useless to those scavengers but of course they didn't give his body any peace.

but his main system left in his head is still active, he couldn't even make out the muddy clouded sky with the warnings and notice prompt up to his eyes. still aware of the pain

the outside world is terrible. he shouldn't have asked to be here at all. so he could be with her still.

but-

was he really that useless and hated, his moth- creator had to call those scavengers to separate his parts that way?

maybe she found joy in his suffering after all

he doesn't know anymore. his mother completely abandoned him, thrown away in this dump, unloved.

his eyelids twitched, he felt something he had never felt ever. what was that called again? he couldn't remember without his code that installed his knowledge of everything. but it was something fiery and annoying, something he wishes to completely eliminate and get rid of.

"..ou see that?" someone is near

his left ear is the only thing that can hear his other is much more and completely damaged to the point of no use

but with the use of it he can hear the scattering, clanging of metal rubbish, as the steps get closer and closer. it seem like they weren't alone and talking to someone still he can't figure out what is since the steps are lone.

he can feel them, a human.

he couldn't see them at all, he could make out figure but they're not clear not as clear as the pop ups infront of his eyes

"...ain capacitor in his neck is still attached" system nerves that still works behind his skin felt rubber gloved hands carress him, and immediately flip it over rather gently

"can you speak?" he didn't answer, he can't. not that he would either he swore that he'll only follow the orders of his creator

the person continued to examine him flipping it over and over again while humming in a satisfied way

"hmm... i don't think i can sell this one" for some reason he felt satisfied that an imbecile of a scavenger can't get a use of his remaining parts at all

"--hy are.. you.."

"-have an idea" the voice recognition in his left is starting to give up as well yet he swore he could hear another voice together with the scavenger.

those were the words he lastly heard before he completely shut down, his whole system is giving up on him too, seconds remained on the last pop ups before he completely dies out. this is it

this is how it'll end after all

oh well, at least no one can said he didn't wish for his mother's praise and love at all

the only wish this android had.

to be loved and free.

Scanning... Complete!

Audio: Working.True

Vision: Working.True

Arms: Access.True/Left.accessible.incompatible/Right.accesible

Legs: Access.True/Left.accessible/Right.accesible.incompatible

Information Code: None, Consider Installing.

Android is: Stable to perform tasks

Overall Stability: Moderate. Please Change Parts to Compatibility.

he opened his eyes.

the mechanic buzz of his insides worked once again, his eyes weren't as sharp as before but he could see clear and properly, his ears were all working and he could feel his arms and legs once again.

what- how-

he's supposed to be alrwady gone weren't he? how did he get his body back? wasn't he a disembodied head earlier? he was supposed to fade into darkness or die as they should say!

he sight blurred few times before focusing, on the person sitting behind the screen of his charging station, sleeping peacefully

"Oi! he's alive, HEY! wake up" a grey android cat jumped into the persons stomach knocking them awake, coughing.

this person is...human.

when did his eyes had a scanner? or maybe it was intuition that had that conclusion. no, his eyes definitely upgraded to have a scanner. it showed him their vital points, their blood type, and other medical terms a doctor should see when checking up a person. did his new eyes came from a nurse bot? oh dear.

"Grim... that hurts... you should really remember you're not an actual cat" you held your stomach, recoiling in pain before looking up at him. your eyes brightened at the sight of his consciousness

"See! he's awake!" 'Grim' jumped down on your lap as you propered yourself up to stand and walk over to him

you removed the glass top capsule to remove him, discharging him off the port. with incompatibility of his right leg he fell right into their arms, yet you catch him perfectly fine. he didn't know if he was heavy or light that you weren't t falling when coming contact at him.

"Are you alright?" you asked sitting him down in a nearby office chair. he didn't answer

"hmm... I'm pretty sure your voice capacitor is still intact, how come you can't speak at all?" He still didn't answer. during his time on his creator's residence he wasn't allowed to make contact with the other doctors and scientists since he is only his creator's assistant even if he desire to talk to the others, she would shy him away from them. scolding him he should focus on his own studies.

"do you think his voice is still working?" Grim asked, paw up his chin

"it's still attached of course it is still working, HE just wouldn't speak" that's right, it'd be a rule breachment if he did talk to you. his creator would be mad at him if he does.

his creator?

his mother.

that doesn't feel right. he couldn't remember why he feels this strong edge on him, he's definitely not with her right now but he doesn't feel the desire to come back to her either.

"how bout turning it off n' on again? might work" The cat suggest as it climbed off the office chair near him

"i had reset him earlier already so no complications would impact his system but he still looks off doesn't he?" You said crouching down to meet his eyes but he yet to look down even more to avoid it

"yeah he's really different from the bodiless head before, good thing you managed to put him together with spare parts" Grim observed him sitting slouched down as you tilt your head in wonder, for some reason he looked like he doesn't have that much energy considering how he is positioned but his battery remained full

he also pondered and wondered something too

what exactly have you done to him? where did you find these body parts? you even managed to reset him without his actual body. HOW EXACTLY DID YOU MAKE HIM WORK AGAIN?

"yeah but still i think one his legs are incompatible, maybe i should shut down him again and remove both to che-"

".....the right one." he interjected, interrupting you before you get the idea of doing some procedures on his body without notice, it would be very unnerving to have both of his legs gone again

"It spoke./He spoke!!" Grim and You said in synchrony as you lift his head up with both of your hands

it's warm, you're warm like how a human should be.

you snickered as you prop him up properly again "try not put your head down too low from now on, your head or eyeballs might fall off" What.

the cap of the glass capsule he was in earlier was conveniently placed infront of him, it was so reflective he could see himself sitting so... poised

it was his turn to examine himself next

his face is stil the same as before, his eyes are the same color as what he has before the scavengers took it. he noticed a ribbon tightly attached to his collar, as if to stuck his head to the torso. he's wearing something similar to what a person would wear in a baroque tea party. the outfit is assorted in white, black, yellow and red accessories like the cape covering his back, the white rose corsage dripping in red, the sash draped on his waist and lastly, the golden crown on top of his head. he's dressed like a display doll rather than a assistant bot.

you notice how he tapped around his body trying to figure out what's up with the clothing you gave him

"do you like it? It was Grim that suggested i dress you that way, he said it fits your face" He don't know? he doesn't have a an opinion about it, what kind of android would be?

"Did you just played dress up with my body-- err head?" he asked frowning at you two with his eyebrows striking together.

"we didn't just dress you for fun though, well there might be a little fun in the process BUT THE POINT IS-"

"The point is, these garments serves purpose on holding you together so your body won't disassemble" You said as you look directly at his black grey eyes, those eyes really fit him.

you stood up from your position and went to your work table. picking up a staff that fabulously carved and designed.

"from now on you would be frail and delicate as a rose, that's why... here!" you hand him the staff hesitantly, hoping it'd be lightweight enough for him to carry

"you'll need it to get up and down the stairs or support your body if you have the feel to explore." you say, watching him examine the staff carefully

"but you still need to be careful until i found proper parts for your body, limit your movements okay?" you noticed how he looked a tad bit sad, he looks like a sad hedgehog

"Don't worry, I'm not forbidding you to go free on your own now, do whatever you want just as long you'd be careful so you won't fall-" you stopped talking when his gloves hand gripped the fabric of your shirt

"why exactly did you fix me? assuming this is your workplace and you are actually a mechanic, i didn't even have a body left anymore yet you still... " his mechanical voice startled you

"well, you're still working aren't you? it'd be such a waste now if a good android like you get discarded to no return" you held his gloved hand lifting it up to your face

"Do you have a name i can call you? hopefully i didn't reset your memory that much that you forgot it" you chuckled as your rub your fingers on his knuckles

it took him a few minutes to search his memory on what his creator used to call him before mumbling "....Riddle." and looking away from you

"Riddle right? then let me properly introduce myself.... and that gremlin over there is Grim" you snicker at the offended look of your android cat with your comment

"I, scavenger of the Ramshackle Lab, welcome you back to the world Riddle." your smile alone had made promises to him. taking your hand would mean he'll trust you like how he is to his creator

how could he not trust the one who fixed him?

you learned the hard way that Riddle had his own artificial intelligence even if he didn't got a code, when you found out he actually came from the Rosehearts Pharmaceuticals Enterprise AND the personal assistant bot to Mrs. Rosehearts herself you were to shocked you started to shriek, he scolded at you for being too loud at the information, although the restart you did at him did affect his memories and he can't seem to remember how exactly did he end up in a dumpsite where you don't usually explore it didn't affect his intelligence at all.

it was proven whenever he helps you at your workshop when you fix up Ace and Deuce or him alone, recommending tips on how to properly mend thr androids you keep

For some reason he is happy when you gave that house rulebook to him which he forcefully made the other androids to follow most of the times when you're around or not. you recommended him that he should tone down his strictness since it interferes with your work sometimes.

he did follow it and to your relief, cut the androids skme slack but of course the strictness was now directed at you. he's little bit of a worrywart, making sure you follow your schedule properly you definitely once assumed he'd cut your head off if you don't. you didn't mind, it's just his instinct to be a an assistant after all

other than that you were also happy he finally got along with the other especially at the HRTSLBYL Androids you assigned him to watch over. he's been really helpful

so why did Mrs.Rosehearts throw him out again? even worser he literally didn't have a body when you found him, yes of course the Rosehearts Enterprise is a huge deal, they have a lot of money to buy new androids to help them, but Riddle is likely stuck with her most of the times and some of his memories are from when he was helping her with work.

why exactly did Mrs. Rosehearts threw him away? let him be scavenged even.

is it because of his awareness?

a lot of androids you took in had their own mind of some sort, they have their own personalities and such but it never really bothered you since you finally had human like company surrounds you and not just soulless robots that follows around but is it really because of that awareness they get discarded for?

you look at him arguing with the two HRTSLBYL androids on the garden from the distance, his heels and staff sink to the ground in his fury targeted at Ace and Deuce.

maybe it's because they act more human than actual humans does.

"Why you little- The rules said-"

"I'm so happy you three are getting along" you walk over to them, chuckling at their antics

Riddle sighed, Ace and Deuce on the other hand brightens up and ran over to you complaining about Riddle being strict again

"They wouldn't even try cutting the hedge of the bushes, im trying to lecture them to do their jobs as androids." he scold, you laughed

"Cut us some slack Riddle, it's not like those bushes are going to be a tree and plus our battery drains out faster isn't that right?" Ace slinged his over your shoulder and ultimately clung to you wih a smug face that mafe Riddle fume even more

"Get your hands off them and do your job already OR ELSE IT'LL BE OFF WITH YOUR HEAD WITH THESE SHEARS" he turned red as the other two squeaked and ran off inside the house.

"What did i say about being to tight on those two? i know they are your favorite to drill on but still..."

"Hmph, it is only you that tolerates those twos behavior. my suggestion would be disciplining them to be proper androids to protect you or even help around" and now he's lecturing you, its this way how he acts is the reason why Ace and Deuce do more effort on avoiding him rather than following him

"It's alright Riddle, trust me. there's more things they can do other than gardening and helping around here." you try to convince him

"i don't get why you are in their defense, they don't follow rules at all." he contradict

"Rules are meant to be broken after all"

"no, they aren't. they are made to be followed"

"Come on now, Rules are ridiculous. i bet there's even a rule on that rulebook about one should not lay down on this very grassfield because it's forbidden"

"actually-" Riddle stops when he you suddenly plopped down on the ground laying face up the sky like a deadman

"HEY!! ARE YOU ALRIGHT!?" he panicked as he crouched down immediately at your levek trying to check you vitals inside his scanning eyes, his panic reside when you brightly laughed

"so there is one huh? i wonder who wrote that Rulebook" you grinned

"huh?"

"Actually, Sam from the store sold me it. it doesn't belong to this house in the first place"

"HUH!?" His shocked face is funny. he's really ridiculous

"Come on Riddle, lay down. it feels nice" you say breathing in the fresh air of your garden you could hardly smell in the streets of a nearby android dumpsite

"O-okay..." he laid down besides you, carefully. he lets his staff roll on his side not far from his reach, you must've been working hard that you dozed off almost immediately after laying down and inviting him. he in the other hand rolled over to your side to watch you sleep the world away, completely ignorant of his presence.

but it's you

the one who didn't give up on him and worked on hours trying to find compatible parts for him, the one to let him be free to leave whenever he want, free to make his own choices, free to decided what path he'll take.

your personality, your appearance, your condition that he ever worries about on. that's what makes you his favorite human

a human that he likes the most

you made him feel emotions a normal Android wouldn't feel, you were the one he'll promise to protect forever.

the human he loves the most.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst scenarios #twst fanfic #twst x reader #twst grim #twst riddle rosehearts #twst riddle x reader #twst riddle #twst riddle rosehearts x reader #riddle rosehearts x reader #riddle rosehearts #automation au

[forgwater]

You cannot kill me in a way that matters

Automation AU -Jade-

Automation AU by @jackplushie

the brainrot hit

and it hit HARD

Enjoy~

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"Mushrooms are interesting things, don't you agree, master?" your A.I. asks, curiosity illuminating his beautiful eyes. "One small judgement error and you could end up dead." he pauses briefly to gage your reaction.

"...Jade..." you sigh. Through the time you've spent together, you've grown accustomed to your android's antics.

A well timed question here.

A small quip there.

You're well aware of how he loves seeing your reactions. So little comments that could come off as unnerving weren't unheard of.

Jade, for his part, gives you a chuckle, before addressing you again.

"Master... you know how I love nothing more than observing the little changes in your expressions." he finishes while giving you, yet again, that "innocent" smile of his.

He just loves teasing you. So you just roll your eyes at him, giving him a smile in return.

"Do you really like seeing my reactions that much?" you ask, looking directly at the automation. "Wouldn't you grow bored of them?" a sad chuckle escapes your lips. "Aren't you curious about other peo-"

"Others don't matter." he interrupts, his lips drawn in a straight line. Your eyes widen as you try to speak.

"What-" but you get interrupted again.

"Do you truly think I'd ever let you go?" the android asks, a content smile plays on his lips now.

Jade approaches you, cupping your cheek with his palm oh so tenderly.

You feel frozen in place.

"Master... my dear, even if you tried to get rid of me, I would simply just come back." he, then, takes your chin and forces you to look him in the eyes, there's mild amusement in his heterochromatic orbs.

"Again."

"And again."

"And again."

"For as long as it takes." he pauses briefly to let out a chuckle, eyebrows turning in a mocking fashion "Just to make it clear to you, that I will be present in your life forever."

"Whether you like it or not."

#twst automation au #automation au #twst au #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere x reader #yandere jade leech #yandere jade x reader #twst yandere #twst #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #jade leech #twst jade #jade leech x reader

[manifestmerlin]

Paarrrtt 2 of @jackplushie’s automation au ideas!

Savanaclaw my beloved... (which is why these 3 get to be longer than the last 5)

Also some more details for the companies that make the bots!

EDIT: pssst if you liked this I made a sideblog for twst writing, @scertifiedsavanaclawstan! So go follow me over there!

Savanaclaw

Savanaclaw Systems is primarily a combat oriented brand, wether for defense or offense they're some of the best in the business. While they do have some diversification, they're still much more specialized than Heartslabyul Inc.

Leona is actually a part of a series of three seperate bots. Farena, Cheka, and Leona.

Farena was the original bodyguard model, designed to be friendly and protective, with Cheka coming later as more of a companion bot.

Leona was planned to be the next generation of the Farena design, faster, stronger, smarter. He had even been outfitted with an experimental weapon that disintegrated anything it came into contact with.

Of course, the executives realized they'd need to do proper marketing, and what better way to do that then sending their new android to the gladiatorial games?

Leona was a sight to behold, making his way through every fight with ease and destroying the competition. Everything was going so well.

And then came the finals. Leona suffered a complete defeat against Diasomnia Industry's newest bot.

After that, all plans for Leona, as well as himself, were scrapped. No one wanted him.

Until you that is. Until you took him out of whatever scrap heap or secondhand shop you found him in.

He's more than willing to show you how wrong his makers were to dismiss him as inferior, just give him a chance.

Please. Give him a chance.

Ruggie bots are one of the company's few non combat bots, but that doesn't mean they're weak!

They're true generalists in every sense of the word. Need to move something heavy? He's got it! Need to sort a bunch of stuff? He's got it!

Need him to do all his work quietly? Well he's been manufactured to be as silent as possible!

You got yours second hand, and you have to admit, it's true what they say. Ruggie really can do almost anything.

Any chore, any errand, any hard to find products, he does it all for you with a grin and a laugh.

Due to his simplicity he's particularly good at interfacing with other tech. Including manipulating... other androids?

But with how many you (may) have, it's too helpful to question. And he's more than happy to do that for you.

So you'll keep him around, right?

Jack bots are like large human shaped guard dogs. He can also morph into an actual wolfish shape, but that's more so he can move fast.

Just like a dog, your Jack is going to stick around you as much as he can. He has to to keep you safe after all!

He's always pulling you close to him whenever you're walking, glaring at every corner like it's a threat.

And... well try not to bump into anyone else. For their sake.

Your Jack had a pretty normal history all things considered, although he does act weird compared to the other Jack bots you've seen.

Rather than standing at your door to keep watch, he stays by your side even at home, holding onto your arm, burying his face into your neck, sweeping his soft tail around you both.

After all, to him, what's he even doing if he's not right there for you? To protect you?

As long as you let him stay by you always, he's doing it right. So please don't ask him to go.

#twisted wonderland #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #jack howl #twst #automation au #twst x reader #next up is octavinelle! #i will try not to speed through the next several dorms so i can write down all the lore in the ignihyde section #the octotrio will be fun tho i promise :D

[scertifiedsavanaclawstan]

Annnd Part 7 of @jackplushie's automation au!

Diasomnia time it's finally here! No spoilers this time because... no Diasomnia chapter yet. So let's a go!

Also welcome to my new sideblog for twst writing!

Diasomnia

Diasomnia Robotics is a company that custom makes several distinct types of bots, but primarily focuses on combat.

Of course... that isn't to say that Diasomnia's bots remain associated with them, in fact, none of the ones you know remain so.

Malleus, Diasomnia Robotics' newest and most advanced bot to date. Designed to show off the capabilities of their engineers, in the arena.

Built with extreme strength, speed, and specialized weaponry, Malleus was poised to win easily. Even still, no expense was spared.

A personal mechanic for maintenence, and the arena's longest reigning champion to train him personally.

Malleus was setup for an absolute victory, a victory he achieved with ease. He was the new champion of the arena after a one sided final match.

And he felt... empty. Watching his opponent's battered form get dragged away, hatred in his eyes, Malleus didn't feel accomplished or empowered. He felt... bored.

That everything he had been working towards was completed so suddenly and now he could do... nothing.

He was used goods, he wasn't going to be sold to a new master. He was glad that his trainer's master and his mechanic had managed to get the go ahead to keep him with them.

So he wasn't alone, and as he lived with them all they grew quite close. But Malleus still... didn't feel right. He didn't feel like he could explain himself to them.

He spent a lot of time alone, wandering the city or the scrapyards searching for peace. That's how he finds you.

You, incredibly, have no idea who he is. It's easy for him to let you come up a with a nickname, and begin talking to you on his nightly walks.

It's good for him. He gets to talk to someone who doesn't glamorize him, who doesn't have any assumptions about his problems.

It fills that emptyness within him, just a bit. So... maybe he does try and move his little family closer to you (or in with you).

Just so he can feel better... more often.

Lilia was the champion many many cycles before Malleus, and probably the longest lasting.

After the first few times Diasomnia stopped sponsoring him, and he began competing on his own. Just because he didn't have anything else in his programming.

After his tenth year he was finally taken in for a tune up... and afterwards he was... different.

He could feel the sun on his skin, and the wind through his hair. It was like the entire world had come into focus.

He didn't have time for more meaningless battles... he had to go and LIVE!

On one of his many forays into random parts of the world he was walking peacefully, before hearing a deeply grating sound.

Upon searching he found... a baby? It was... so small... so weak. He took a liking to it immeadiately.

The next years... many years... of Lilia's life were spent learning how NOT to kill a human. He was surprisingly successful.

After the whole group comes together he does his job as Malleus' trainer quite well if you asked him. Considering... Malleus won.

Although having to become a mentor to Malleus' mechanic was a pleasant surprise. He had gotten to quite like looking after people.

Which remained when Malleus brought him in contact with you. He's quite fond of you for making his boys (and him) quite happy!

So he'll make sure to use his abilities to keep everything that way. Don't worry!

Silver bots- Uhm. Don't exist? Surprise Silver is Lilia's adopted human son! And the legal owner of Malleus and Lilia.

Being raised exclusively by a collection of parenting books scavenged from the trash an android, he is... a bit off.

He's quite knowledgeable about the world due to Lilia's bredth of experience, what he has trouble with is... actually talking to people.

When he first met you he was... rather uncomfortable, stand-offish and professional, which is how he learned to act since he has duties as Lilia and Malleus' owner.

He adjusted quickly though, and it only took a few days for him to be more comfortable around you. At least comfortable enough to sleep around you which he does... quite frequently.

He's not entirely sure how he feels about you, although he does see the rest of his group having similar... feelings? Is this a human thing? He's still not entirely familiar with that.

Well he's not leaving for a while, so he has plenty of time to figure it out.

Sebek bots are normally standard combatants, keyword on normally. Your Sebek took a... different path.

A skilled android mechanic was... very infatuated with his assisstant bot. And they decided they wanted a kid.

Using his connections the mechanic got a blank Sebek bot, and got it into a... certain program studying android sentience. Which additionally gave him all the outward appearance of a human.

When he came back, the two began treating him as their son, including managing to get him fake credentials to live as a human.

Sebek was... confused. And mostly belligerent. While he respected his mother for having a purpose and acting on it, his opinion of his father was... less positive.

While he did act as a human if only to protect his parent's ruse, he sees mankind as beneath him, although he did pick up his father's craft.

This, however changed when he became Malleus' personal mechanic.

Suddenly he felt like he did have a purpose! Someone to devote his life to! And yet at the same time he met Silver. His opposite. A human who was raised by an android, and he felt... jealous.

Jealous that Silver felt his purpose while still being completely human, so he did what he was good at and... mostly just nagged him.

It didn't get any better when he met you, a human who didn't even think about a purpose from birth.

But his Lord is so fond of you that he can't nag you too... so he mostly watches you from afar at first, trying to 'get' what you're all about. Although as a result he's another one who winds up on guard duty for you a lot. For Malleus' sake! Not because he wants to! Definitely!

He'll warm up to you and possibly himself eventually. Just give him a bit of time to open up.

#twst #twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #lilia vanrouge #silver #sebek zigvolt #silver twisted wonderland #automation au #twst x reader #diasomnia

[adultish-momma]

Favorite Treat

Automation Au - Cater

Automation Au belongs to the creative mind of @jackplushie

Edit: I’ve let this sit for days without a title😭

I haven’t been inspired to write in such a long time but the rabbit hole that ended in a “build-a-bot” style store has taken up permanent residence in my head and so here we are.

Tagging @forgwater because they asked so nicely ❤️

Warnings: stalking? It could definitely be interpreted as stalking, at least the beginning stages of it.

You were interesting to watch.

He spent most of his days around the shop interacting with the patrons, helping them create their perfect companion bots. If he were human, that would mean he wouldn't really be capable of watching you at the checkout counter during your shifts at the store. If he were human, then maybe he wouldn't even want to watch the reserved new employee because they honestly kind of fade into the background. At least that's how the customers act when they finally notice you, surprised to find you there.

Thankfully he's not human.

He's one of many display bots in this particular "build-a-bot" (all the same model, but meant to show off his many customization options), but he's the first one the two managers built for the store, so he's the one who's always active. But the girls were lazy, and when implementing the required personality, they essentially just "copy and pasted" his already finished personality into all the other bots of his model. It gave him a sort of... back door access to the other bots. He always had access to them, activated or deactivated. After all, they are just different versions of him.

So Cater spends a lot of time observing you. He can hear it when you're cleaning to pass the time, and you gently apologize to one of his deactivated bots for being a bother when you had to move them to reach where you wanted to clean. He watches as you encourage a young girl to treat her new Epel bot with the same kindness she would want in return. His bot on display right next to the register is on the receiving end of your shooting the breeze-style conversations when the store is slow.

And Cater feels it, feels it spark through every wire and circuit in his body when you defend him to customers who complain about him as they check out. When a customer (very rudely) claimed that Cater was a useless coworker in a misguided attempt to flirt with you, it was such a sight to watch you firmly shut them down and send them packing. Cater had to put all of his concentration into not activating all the bots in the store to smother you in appreciation and affection.

You've only been here a little over a month, but Cater spends almost that whole month watching you. And it isn't until tonight, your first shift being trusted to close up shop by yourself, that Cater realizes you've been watching him too.

"Do you like sweets Cater?" Such an innocent question, asked in such a casual manner. Cater can’t help but to let out a laugh as he continues his closing duties.

“Of course I like sweets, it’s what I’m programmed to like. Why, thinking of getting your favorite coworker a treat?” Cater doesn’t mind when his program pushes him to tease and to flirt this time around. It’s you he’s talking to. And his grin turns a bit brighter when you laugh so pretty at his antics.

“Actually yeah I was”, and doesn’t that just shoot a surge of artificial serotonin through his system. But he watches as you sober up a bit, eyeing him in a manner he’s never seen from a human. At least not aimed at him.

“I want to get you something you’ll enjoy, since you can actually taste things”, you continue. “And my first instinct was sweets, because like you said, you’re programmed to like them. But I was watching you with the manager earlier. And you just looked so uncomfortable with every sweet she shoved at you. So Cater, do you actually like sweets?”

Cater blinks. It feels like he’s short-circuiting. The thing is, he doesn’t like sweets. The managers shove the things down his throat nearly everyday and the sugary taste makes him want to rip out his taste sensors. But he’s an automation, and he knows that such an obvious deviation from his program will raise too many red flags. So he sucks it up. He allows every overly sweet bite to trip his sensors and tries to hide his distaste.

Apparently he doesn’t hide it well enough.

“You’re so silly” Cater says with his brightest customer service smile. “Companion bots like whatever you program them to like, and the managers -“

“Cater, my dude, it’s a yes or no question. I know you’re programmed to like sweets. I’m asking if you prefer sweets over every other flavor because it’s what you like.”

“I- I have to like sweets.” Why does he feel so jittery? It should be easy to lie about this, he does it all the time to every other human who asks about his likes and dislikes. Maybe… maybe it’s because no other human has looked at him with such a genuine amount of curiosity for what his answer would be. Maybe it’s because no other human has asked for his opinion before.

“Why are you so insistent about this huh? I can’t deviate from my programming, so we’re just going around in circles here.”

At this you let out an indelicate snort. “You’re an AI in there right? Your intelligence is modeled after humanity, with no possible way to cap off what you’re capable of learning. You spend all day around humans interacting with them in a fairly complicated social situation that a lot of people have trouble navigating because they lack the ability to process social cues. You’re one of the best sales people I’ve ever interacted with. You absolutely have the capacity to develop your own opinions about the world, and I know what I saw today.”

You’re not wrong. Cater prides himself in his ability to read people and all the social cues in the room. It’s not something he was programmed to do, it’s a skill he learned and developed and cultivated all on his own. And you see that.

“… spice. I’ve always wanted to try something spicy.”

“Alright bet. I’ll bring you in something spicy my next shift, and if heat isn’t your thing we’ll keep trying stuff until we find something you like.”

You were interesting to watch. And as Cater watched you go back to your closing duties, all the while talking to him about your plans to help him solidify his opinions on taste, he realized you were even more interesting to interact with. And clearly he hadn’t been doing enough of either if you were able to surprise him with something that seemed so obvious now.

Cater was alive in your eyes. You had called him a person.

And for you? He’ll become the most interesting person, so you continue watching him. So you can continue making him feel so alive

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland cater #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted automation au #automation au #yandere twisted wonderland

[ryuuryuuhoney]

MYRE- STOP GIVING ME IDEAS IN MY INBOX-

@jackplushie​​

Bonus:

TW: Suggestive, Honeyuu’s wearing revealing no no clothes?!?!?!?!?

#trey clover #trey clover fanart #twst #twisted wonderland #twst yuu #twisted wonderland yuu #trey clover x yuu #treyuu #honey x trey #honerey #honeyuu #honey #honey ryuu #twst fanart #twisted wonderland fanart #twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #automation au

[coyotemarked]

little doodle for an AU idea I had that fucks immensely but I currently have no use for.

#my art #my artwork #xerox #xerox (au) #automation au

[anonymous-nobody-ghoul]

Safe Space

Prologue

The Tiffany family was well known as one of the four most wealthy families in all of Automata. They got their start by owning the mines where the steel for all automatons are made from is mined. They then patented a method for refining the ore faster and purer than anyone and continued making innovations that grew their wealth. In recent years it seemed as if the family had stopped producing talented innovators, engineers, and forward thinkers. As their wealth grew, they valued growing their influence and wealth by schmoozing with other influential and rich families. Rather than teaching the upcoming generations the wonders of working hard, they taught them how to look conventionally attractive and how to marry up or at least on their level. This is how Jessica Tiffany was raised and how she intended to raise her daughter. Well how she would instruct the child’s nannies to raise her. See Jessica, like her mother before her and her mother before her, only showed affection for her daughter in front of company or the press. Otherwise she left her in the care of a specially made Cater automaton. This automaton was made to be a status symbol for the Tiffany family as it was made by the Inventor himself! The Tiffany’s had a multitude of automatons to take care of the cooking, cleaning, child rearing, and even to run the family business. But they were all bought from a line of identical other automatons that others could theoretically buy. While the Cater automaton could be bought, this specific automaton was personally crafted and modified by the Inventor, the person who created the first automaton and who designed all automatons on the market. Jessica knew that her daughter, like her, would grow up to be the perfect wife and successor to the Tiffany family. After all, her daughter would get the best education by the best automaton out of all the other three families. After all, when has something not gone her way?

A/N: This is how I pronounce these words in my head.

Automata (Ah-tom-ma-ta)

Automation (Ah-tom-ah-ton)

#automation au #twst #twisted wonderland #prologue #safe space #vil schoenheit #cater diamond #jade leech

[copperpipes]

I just think they're neat

Been obsessed with this au lately, couldn't get it out of my head until I made this

Reaaaaaally love the design on this one @somerandomdudelmao and I'd like to think that the 'hair' is actually the ripped piece of metal from the back of the head just shoved forward

🧡 robohobos

#cass creature #dystopian au #robo cass #Custom Automated Salesperson #dystopia au #my art

[somerandomdudelmao]

Hi, I saw your and Tap's dystopia ocs, blacked out, and woke up with this. Hopefully you see it :)

(sorry if it's terrible)

“Custom Automated Salesperson,” the robotic centipede said smoothly, pouring another glass of suspiciously colored liquid. “That’s what ‘C.A.S’ stands for, it’s just a bit of a mouthful to say whenever the odd person asks for my name.”

The little rabbit wrapped her hands around the glass and took a huge gulp. Whatever the drink was may have looked strange, but it tasted better than sewer water, that much was certain. 

She wiped her mouth and reached for another biscuit, nodding. “Yeah, that makes sense.” She chewed for a moment. “Would ‘chu like to know ma’ name?”

“Sure. It’s a luxury to have one these days, isn’t it.” 

The rabbit nodded, swallowing. “It’s Tap,” she said, smiling. 

The centipede’s yellowish eyes blinked. “Tap?” 

“Yup!” The rabbit suddenly jumped off the stool to hop in a wide circle, her light feet making a pitter-patter, pitter-patter, taptaptap against the floor of the shop. She skidded to a stop. “Tap. Get it?” 

The centipede’s metal face stretched in a pseudo-grin. “I do. I do get it.”

“I named myself.” She kicked at the floor, suddenly a bit bashful. “Couldn’t remember having one, decided to make one of my own.” 

“I think it’s nice name.” The centipede leaned its chin on one of its arms. “So why were you running from those men?” 

The rabbit hopped back onto the stool and sighed, covering her face with her hands. “I was stealing from them, and I got caught.” 

The centipede made a staticky humming sound. “Who was your employer?” 

The rabbit looked up. “Employer?” 

“Yes. The one who paid you to steal from the men.” 

The rabbit’s nose scrunched up in confusion. “No one paid me. I was stealing because I needed to eat.” 

There was a beat of silence. The centipede glanced down at the plate of biscuits and the flagon of liquid. Wordlessly, they pushed the plate nearer to the rabbit. “Have another biscuit.” 

The rabbit happily obliged. 

#OH I LOVE ITTTTTT #custom automated salesperson #THIS SOUNDS JUST RIGHT #dystopia au #cass creature #tapa

[orangelemonsstuff]

Okay my last fic made me more inspired so here is my version of my automation au- this au still belongs to @jackplushie and i only take inspiration so the credits for the au belongs to them :>

btw id be referring to the reader/mc as the Scavenger since its kinda fitting title

(I'm going to continue the characters in another post)

The (Main) Characters

MC/Reader: The Scavenger who sells useable parts of robotd and androids for living, but although before they become a scavenger they are a student at the prestigious NRC Tech. Academy, but for some reason they had to drop out (or was forced by the headmaster to drop out) and end up where they are now. (the reason and their backstory is in your hands)

Grim: The Assistant/Companion Catbot. he was found by Sam the Trader and was sold to the scavenger to fix up, although to him the Scavenger is a simpleton henchman that he orders, he cares deeply for them and swore to stay by their side forever (the owner doesn't choose the cat, the cat chooses it's owner. plus who wouldn't you were the one has his weekly supplies of oil and tuna batteries)

Sam: The Trader that the scavenger sells parts to, he gives fair price to whatever the Scavenger had for him and good trinkets to give them, it is still a mystery how he got acquainted with the headmaster of NRC as why he's very familiar with him, but how had he known who the Scavenger is?, after all why would he, a businessman approach a random scavenger who only sells junk unless.... that he knew they studied in the academy of his acquaintance and interested in their abilities

World Building

The world of twisted wonderland had fell into the hands of machines. gadgets, androids, bots, artificial intelligence. you name it

the world is now filled with futuristic machinery that one could clap their hands and a android would do it for them

but as there are many gadgets and robots that populates the city like humans there are tons of dumpsites too. thats where you, my Scavenger makes a living. the Ramshackle Landfill is where most of the city's broken or discard androids and bots are thrown away and their body parts where you mostly get your money from, most of the you have good finds, some has no hope to make you a selling at all which marks them as bad finds, and last... are finds of androids that are still working yet thrown away for some reason (I'll get to them in the next post)

the Scavenger or you lives in a abandoned modernized smart home, not that far from the city of Sages but not too close either. nearby your was a dumpster of robotic parts where you scavenge and farage everyday, although it wasn't as the same anymore when you found yourself using your knowledge from studying in the academy to fix discarded androids. (only for them to be obsessed with you every time of the day, honestly...)

The NRC Tech. Academy is somewhere in the center of the city, it truly is prestige only to accept students that has skills and/or talents to create robotics for the economy and living. most android company CEO'S/Owners studied there, graduated and created bots for the society to use. but the headmaster of that academy tends to have alot of secrets maybe one of it was the reason why you dropped out.

(okay this is pretty much is it bout the basics so ill get to the characters later lol.

actually i do have a plan for the Reader/Scavenger's backstory about them being Crowley's child and being the top mechanic/technician in the academy but having a disagreement together with Crowley was the reason they dropped out but since Crowley is Crowley

he bought his child a home near a dumpsite out the goodness of his heart and keeps an eye on them by using Sam as a watcher

BUT THEN I REALIZED I WAS DICTATING THE READER'S OWN BACKSTORY AND NOT LETTING THEM DECIDE FOR THEMSELVES SO I DIDN'T CONTINUE

i want the reader to enjoy the imagination on their own way too so... the scavenger or your actual backstories belong to you guys lol dont let me dictate it.)

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst scenarios #twst fanfic #twst x reader #twst mc #twst grim #automation au

[forgwater]

Doll

An Automation AU fic -Vil-

Automation AU by @jackplushie

hope I did well

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"Am I not enough for you?" the android asks, voice low with subdued anger.

Crack.

The heel of his boot makes contact with the discarded mirror on the floor.

And all you can feel is dread.

You are shrinking under the glare of your Vil bot. He's never acted like this before, he never-

"Enough!" he hisses "I've had enough!" bringing one of his hands to his face, the android slightly hunches over, but he snaps again in your direction, eyes wide, angry and desperate.

"Do you even have any idea of how hard I've worked?!" he grabs at your arms "Do you-?! I've tried everything! Everything to your taste! I've devoted myself to you!"

You can't help but feel scared. You try to free yourself only for his grip to tighten and you wince at the pressure. You can already feel the bruises forming.

"Let me GO!" you demand, thrashing in this arms to no avail.

"AND this is how you repay me?!" his pristine make-up starts to run and you fear for the worst.

"Do you think I'm just some doll to discard as you please?!" the words ring in your ears and for a moment you stop.

You lock eyes with your android and you can feel you heart break in guilt. But then he smiles. A sinister expression settles itself on his divine features.

Defined eyebrows shape themselves in a mocking manner, with lips upturning in an almost disgusted way, his eyes-

"You know, master... I bear a mark to show that I am yours." he says and you fear for what is to come next.

"Perhaps we should turn this relationship of ours into an equal partnership."

#twst au #automation au #twst automation au #yandere vil x reader #yandere x reader #twst yandere #disney twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland yandere #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere vil schoenheit #twst vil #vil schoenheit #vil x reader #twst x reader #yandere twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader

[manifestmerlin]

So I have a great many ideas about @jackplushie's automaton au. And they said it was okay for me to write out a post of it! I was originally gonna do one really big post but. That got too long soooo individual dorm posts with the spoilers under read mores. I also tried to keep this compliant with everything already written about the au which... is why cater is so short here because there was already a post about him.

Also tiny lore (?) thing, each 'dorm' is more so the company who produces the bots.

(Also I wrote this vaguely enough that it could work for any of the sub aus so ye)

EDIT: pssst if you liked this I made a sideblog for twst writing, @scertifiedsavanaclawstan! So go follow me over there!

Heartslabyul

Riddle is a newer, more experimetal bot designed as a manager for other androids. As a result he tends to be rather strict with other androids in particular.

Not with you of course! After all, yours are the rules he's committed to enforcing.

After all his original job fell through after he left his post for only a short time, and he was discarded as a result with the program deemed a failure.

He doesn't plan to make the same mistake again, so please keep him around! He'll keep the rest in line for you.

He's very good at that too, as part of his purpose he has the ability to instantly shutdown other bots. It works best on other bots from his company, but other androids know to be wary around him, unless they want to go to sleep for a while.

Trey bots are designed to cook! They can keep recipe information, have built in tools like knives and heating elements, and are great at dispensing scents and flavorings!

They're pretty popular due to how well they do their job, and yours does too! He... also does stuff other than cooking though. He can be quite a bit more liberal with those knives or heaters if someone gets too close.

But it's fine, he's just doing his best for you. There's not anything *you* have to be scared of, at least.

Cater is also a pretty popular bot, who's more of a generalist, he's pretty good at just about anything you ask him too do, be that keeping an eye on things or just hanging out with someone. Although other Caters you've seen aren't NEARLY as good at holding a conversation as yours.

He's been bugging you to get a few more of him actually, just for safety, and so he can help you more! Apparently one Cater can control multiple cater bot bodies! How convenient!

If you DO get multiple, be prepared to have at least one hanging off your arm at any given time.

Deuce was originally designed for enforcement, cracking skulls and breaking bones of anyone his master wanted him to.

Now though... he's trying to be more 'normal'. Deuce is the most obviously weird compared to the other bots, because while the others aren't super obvious about their whole conciousness thing Deuce is VERY obviously rejecting his initial programming.

He trys and acts more like a model citizen, he runs errands, escorts you where you need to go, and he... tries to help around the house.

Of course, he can't actually get rid of that old side of himself, and if anyone were to get close with the intent to harm you... well... You won't have to worry about that! He'll handle it for you! So make sure to keep him around please.

Ace bots are made to entertain, be that putting on magic shows or cracking jokes.

Yours definitely... does that. He's quite a fan of showing off card tricks or trying to make you laugh, you can barely pay attention to anyone else without him trying to make a joke to get your eyes back on him.

He always seems restless whenever you're walking around with him, wether that be making fun of the other bots as you see the ads for them or glaring at the other people when he thinks you aren't looking.

He doesn't really hate them or anything, he's just annoyed they keep dragging your attention away from him, he's made to keep everyone's attention so just don't look away okay? :)

(short spoilers for near end of chapter 5)

Deuce bots are also pretty good at taking hits, and yours is pretty good at it too, manipulating the force he takes in and then... dishing it back out... very much increased. The Last bot who tried to get to you was unrecognizable after landing just one punch on your Deuce.

#twisted wonderland #twst #riddle rosehearts #trey clover #cater diamond #deuce spade #ace trappola #heartslaybul #it might take me a bit to do the other dorms akskqks this took longer than i thought #automation au

[scertifiedsavanaclawstan]

Chance Encounter

Eyyo finally finished this drabble about @jackplushie‘s automation au! Its scavenger yuu/reader meeting Grim. Hope yall enjoy it!

WC: 1060

Warnings: None

Your sack hung heavily over your shoulder. Not heavy with scrap unfortunately. Just disappointment. You had found barely anything of value all day. A few good circuit boards but not much else. You were lucky you still had some credits saved up… today's haul wasn't going to get you much.

A bell chimed as you swung upon the door of your buyer's shop.

A man in a pointed mechanical mask outfitted with luminous yellow goggles turned to great you from the workbench he had been standing over.

"Ahah! If it isn't my favorite scavenger, just in time! I was wondering if I was going to have to close up shop without your daily visit!" Crowley loudly declared as he walked over to the counter where you placed the sack.

"Crowley, I'm your only scavenger." You sighed. He did this every time. But so did you.

"And I have no least favorites!" He said before diving headfirst into the sack. Honestly your mentor was birdlike in more ways than just the mask… although his top hat usually alleviated that… probably in the wash going by how much grease he was sporting. He usually looked like he had stepped out a steampunk novel… a good one, but still.

"Hmm I can see why you were taking a while. Not much luck today." He came out holding a few of the circuits. 

"Just a bad day." You sighed in response.

"For the both of us I'm afraid…" He said as he turned one of the pieces around in his hands. "I just found a mostly intact pet android but I'm having no luck in fixing it up I'm afraid."

… He really had a weird definition of bad luck on his end.

"Oh!" He suddenly clapped his hands together, "Maybe you'd have a better time with it though! We could do a trade!"

"A trade…"

"Yes! I'll take these doodads and you can have the droid!"

"...You don't have any cash do you?" You responded.

"Nonsense!" He said far too quickly, "Besides, it's in your favor, these circuits are… not particularly valuable as is…"

You kinda wish he wasn't right about that… plus you really didn't have any projects…

"Fineee."

"Wonderful! See, aren't I so generous?" Crowley remarked as he walked back to his workbench, picking up whatever was resting there before coming back.

He laid a small cat styled android on the table. It was… cute, in that chunky, boxy sort of way. It might've looked like it was sleeping if it weren't for the open panel and pile of exposed wires.

"I've checked everything, and none of his parts are broken…" Crowley sighed, "So I hope you'll have better luck getting him to turn on."

You nodded. Even if Crowley could be a bit of a pain, this was still an exciting find, you'd never even heard of a bot showing up in the scrap yards in such pristine condition. Crowley probably just forgot to charge the battery or something.

.

.

.

Okay maybe the problem wasn’t Crowley. You had been standing over your workbench for hours and still hadn’t gotten the damn cat to turn on.

You had charged its battery, replaced all its wires, resoldered the motherboard, and then completely replaced its cooling system just for good measure. And it still. Wouldn’t. Turn. ON!

At this point you were probably just going to have to give up. At least for today…

You look out your window to watch as a passing cloud lets the moon shine through. So it’s well past time to eat some dinner.

You look through the cupboards and you find… one can of tuna… great… maybe it'd be nice with some bread?

You set the can on the counter and begin rummaging through the fridge, finally pulling out a loaf of sliced bread and setting it on the counter right next to- nothing?

You blink, but the tuna is still gone. Like it vanished into thin air.

What did not vanish into thin air was the sudden cacophony coming from your work room. Like an angle grinder was being slapped against a cast iron fence. You walked to the door to peek inside and saw… the android, sitting on its haunches with your tuna can held in its grubby little hands and very sharp teeth.

Now that it was switched on you could see that its eyes, tail tip, and the insides of its ears were glowing bright blue.

The bot seemed to finally succeed in biting the lid off the tuna can- hey wait!

"That's mine!" You exclaimed, rushing into the room and grabbing the cat droid by the neck just before it could pour the tuna into its now yowling mouth.

"EH? Hey! Haven't you ever heard about finders keepers?" The cat asked as he flailed in your grip.

"Haven't you heard of how robots can't eat?"

"Of course I can eat! Now let me down you stupid human! That tuna is calling my name!"

"You probably don't even have a name." You sighed.

"I'll have you know I've got the best name!" The android crossed his little arms, "I'm the great and powerful master Grim! And you'd better remember it!"

You watched as Grim continued struggling in your grasp. It was interesting to see an android who had named itself… even more a cat android that was talking… or could eat. Supposedly.

"Okay you can have the tuna…" You began, causing Grim's head to snap towards you. "If you tell me how you turned on."

"Hehe heh! That's an easy one!" Grim replied smugly, "I've been on since that weirdo charged my battery! I've just been waiting for the right chance to sneak away… but that guy didn't have anything worth eating. Now gimme tuna!"

You blinked as you dropped Grim and watched him shove his face to begin devouring the tuna.

He… couldn't have been right. You'd done a bunch of work on him that he couldn't have been online for… and you verified that he was off, otherwise you wouldn't have been working on him so long… SO long…

But as you watched him yawn after finishing the tuna, you had to admit he was kind of cute. In his own way. And you were pretty lonely other than your visits to Crowley…

"Y'know Grim…" You began, "How'd you like to stay?"

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twst imagines #twst yuu #twst headcanons #automation au #no actual x reader but 'reader insert' isnt really a tag so

[adultish-momma]

Dumpster Diving

Automation Au - Jamil

Automation Au belongs to the creative mind of @jackplushie

Regarding the rabbit hole that we went down in this automation au, I had three very distinct ideas revolving around sentience believer!MC. Cater was one, this is another, and one of the Leech twins will star in the next fic. Hope you all enjoy it! And thank you to everyone who read my last story, genuinely I didn't think many people would find it, so I'm very glad I entertained at least a few of you guys!

Also tagging @dandelionwhisp because again, I was asked so nicely and I'm an easy person to please.

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He should be used to this.

He should be used to doing questionable things under the cover of darkness. Even before, when they still lived with his last master, he was used to operating completely in the shadows. Before, he was never meant to be seen. Before it was a matter of pride, for his master to have all the credit for having a beautiful and unique trophy bot, and a matter of pride for his existence to never be acknowledged.

Jamil should be used to all the hiding by now. Because now it's a matter of survival. Now it's a matter of keeping looters far away from every precious thing that makes up Kalim's body. Now it's a matter of avoiding authorities for fear of being decommissioned. Now it's a matter of surviving each day until they finally find a place where they can just breathe. And if Jamil is being honest with himself, it's still a little bit of a matter of pride on his part.

Which is how he has come to find himself buried two feet deep in the dumpster of a companion bot customization store on the rich side of the city looking for salvageable parts. It's a risk being here, a risk he really shouldn't be taking, but Jamil is used to luxury just like Kalim. And unlike Kalim, Jamil just can't seem to swallow that bit of pride that keeps him from using parts from scrap yards and dumps on the outskirts of the city where it's safe.

So yeah, he really should be used to this.

After getting thrown out with Kalim, he really should be used to that last bit of stubborn pride getting him into trouble. His pride is the reason he's in this dumpster, so his pride is also to blame for the shout of alarm he gives out when a trash bag full of discarded machinery lands on his head.

"Hello?" a voice calls out, fear and suspicion clear in their voice. Jamil tenses up, hoping the human will do what humans do best and write his presence off as paranoia and their imagination. There's only the noise of the city around them, and he thinks maybe just this once his luck is in his favor.

"Holy-" Jamil looks up to see a face peering over the far side of the dumpster. He must have moved too fast, because when he makes eye contact the human jumps and loses its grip on its perch. That stubborn bit of his pride hopes to hear the sound of the person falling on their ass.

He should be used to disappointment by now.

"Oh my god, hi, hello, you okay in there dude?" The face appears above him again, studying him with this... pensive look on his face. He would call it concern if he was stupid. He knows a human would never look at him with any emotion that could be construed as care.

"I'm perfectly fine" he brushes them off, opening the bag they dropped in the dumpster earlier to continue his search. He just needs this one part and then he could move on, never to return to this high-risk location again.

"Hmm." He can feel it, that look again. He can feel it hovering around his face, waiting for him to slip. Which he won't, he's worked for the facial control he has, and no random nosey human is going to be the one to see through it. They'll move on soon and forget about him like humans always do and that's just-

"So was your shoulder sparking before or after I nailed you with trash?"

Said broken shoulder that he still can't find the fucking part for gives a violent twitch at the shock that runs through his system. The truth of the matter is that his shoulder has been getting progressively worse for weeks, and Jamil finally prioritized finding replacement pieces for himself only this morning after it began sparking. It's why he's still standing in this dumpster. He knows this store has the parts he needs, has parts high quality enough to where he doesn't need to swallow that bitter lump of pride stuck in his throat.

Jamil is used to this, this feeling of seeing an easy target. Jamil is used to setting up the dominos so they fall right on his cue.

"That would explain why my arm isn't responding as well as it should." With practiced ease, Jamil slips into the appropriate mask to convince this human to give him the parts he needs. "Ah, and my master was expecting me home soon too. Now I'm going to come back empty-handed and in need of repair. If-"

"Ah, so you were here trying to steal". Jamil has to admit, that the human has thrown him off his rhythm. He opens his mouth to protest but is cut off again by the sound of giggles. "Nah man I don't really care. Fuck capitalism and all that, plus this is our dumpster. So it's not like we want or need any of this stuff anyway. But seriously, come inside and I'll do my best to help you fix that up."

Well, that went easier than Jamil expected. Which puts him on edge. So he assesses this human, he examines that look that is still on their face that he refuses to label as any form of concern or care. He notices that the human, despite having jumped out of their skin from fright nearly five minutes ago, has settled into a carefree attitude. That in itself is... concerning. So he voices his concern about their lack of concern.

"Oh no, as soon as I saw a person standing in my dumpster I've arranged it to where if you lunge police will be on their way. I might die but I'm taking your ass down with me. Listen, you're free to stand here in a dumpster all night if you want, but once I go inside I'm locking the doors. So are you coming or not?"

Considering this is more or less what Jamil wanted, he doesn't hesitate for long before he nods his assent. He makes his way to the side of the dumpster so he can begin to climb out when the human surprises him once again.

Jamil is learning to become used to this. He's learning that humans, especially as individuals and in one on one interactions, are predictable in their unpredictability.

The human has their hand reached out towards him. Palm up, fingers relaxed, patiently waiting for him to grab it or rebuff it. Clearly, they intend to assist him out of the dumpster. And Jamil is shocked enough just by the gesture itself that he doesn't smack the hand away like he would have Kalim's. He doesn't take the human's hand, of course, he leaves it dangling into that forsaken dumpster as he swiftly leaps out. But he does acknowledge that the human tried to help. It doesn't escape him that they were trying to support his damaged side.

"Alright fair" he hears them comment before they leap down off their perch and join him on the ground. "Come on, I've got a workbench with your name on it for you to use." The human continues to prattle on as he follows them inside, asking questions about what he needs to fix his shoulder all the while. Briefly, Jamil wonder's if this is how they interact with their customers during the store's open hours. He can't help but like it, just a little bit. He can pretend for one fleeting moment that he's more than what he is, that he's just a regular human looking for parts to fix his companion bot waiting for him at home. The moment is over fairly quickly when he has to pop open a panel on his shoulder. At least it's over on his part.

The human still gives him that same look that's been plaguing him all night. It doesn't even begin to fade until he's all patched up, shoulder functioning as good as it can get with self-maintenance. The human still continues to talk to him, but they don't ask any deep or personal questions of him, and they don't provide those kinds of details about themselves either. But they do just talk, the kind of small talk that he's seen other human acquaintances participate in. They offer to cover the charges of all the parts he had to use, and even let him steal a spare part for free. The human, you, tell him to swing by after hours again if he needs anything as he finally heads back to where Kalim is waiting for him.

And Jamil finds himself wanting to get used to you. He wants to get used to that feeling of more that you provide. He wants you to keep making him feel human. It's almost a matter of pride for Jamil.

So you should get used to Jamil. It's almost a matter of survival.

#twisted wonderland x reader #yandere twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland jamil #twisted wonderland automation au #twisted wonderland #automation au

[dana-chan-the-control-brain]

(Getting tired of all this discourse so take this cute)

Lunar decides to go annoy Solar again, reenacts the "WAKE UP SLEEPYHEAD" vine, and Moons there cuz he passed out in Solars place.

Lunars such a lil gremlin boi especially when his lil brother relationship teasing is activated, I cant wait for him to absolutely embarrass Solar and Moon.

I was inspired.

#Solarmoon #danachan's asks #danachan's art #Solar x Moon #automation heart au #automaton heart au #Lunar #Solar #Moon fnaf