#yandere ai

[bunny-yan]

yandere hacker and yandere ai pt 2? i loved it 🫶🏼

This post will be apart of our sharing is caring series. Thanks for 200!

yandere!hacker & yandere!ai x gn!reader x yandere!stalker

TW: language, implied masturbation, stalking, implied vouyerism, language, no minors allowed —

Sitting in front of a ridiculous amount of monitors, he worked diligently. Fingers flew across his keyboard, eyes flicking back and forth to make sure things remained consistent and there weren’t any errors in his task. 

As per usual, he was behind on handling one of the requests from a client, but he would catch up and get it handled on time. He always did. He supposed he could’ve done his work while spending the night watching you go through the mundane list of tasks you repeated every night, but he was afraid that his distracted eyes would make a mistake and he would be searching for hours trying to figure out what he did wrong. If he told the truth, he just didn’t want to take his eyes away from you. The time he spent watching you shower after a long day of work, brushing your teeth, and getting ready for bed was sacred. He didn’t want to miss a single thing, especially if you strayed from your normal routine. Sometimes you’d spend hours scrolling through whatever social media you decided to keep at the time, but there were some days where your action of choice proved to be more… interesting. 

Of course, he could only live with the knowledge that it was happening since Eve saw fit to shutdown your cameras whenever you were in a precarious state. He was still thinking of ways to bribe the AI to let him have a bit of fun, but his current offers proved insufficient as her walls only got harder to break through. 

A flashing in the middle of one of his monitor’s caught his attention and despite his sleep-deprived state of mind that usually ignored any and all distractions, he paused as he looked at the red text alerting him that there was movement in your apartment. 

“They’re supposed to be at work. Why did they come back so early?”

They are at work. They’re currently having lunch Sophie Anders. 32. Blood type: A. Has been working since-

“Okay, okay, skip the details. If they’re at work, what’s tripping the sensors?”

An intruder.

“What?” he asked, feeling a spark of irritation as he cleared his screen to pull up the cameras he placed for “protection” in your apartment. 

Clicking through cameras that showed your bedroom, bathroom, living area, he stopped when he saw a bulky figure in the kitchen. 

“What the fuck?” he whispered underneath his breath, attempting to get a closer look at the creep who broke into your apartment, but they were wearing a mask and hat that shielded most of their face. 

From what he could see they were pretty built. The long sleeve shirt the stranger wore, stretched nicely to show off his body. 

Gritting his teeth, he put the camera view of the kitchen on full screen to see what this guy was doing and to his disbelief, he was using your kitchen to make food, humming “Can’t Take My Eyes Off Of You” as he did. 

Was he just some stranger off the street who wanted a quick snack? 

He shook his head as he watched the guy moving expertly through your kitchen, not hesitating in his reach through different cabinets to get the materials he needed. 

It was suspicious. 

A strange guy looking for a snack shouldn’t have been so intimate with your kitchen. Unless he’d done this before. 

It only further proved his suspicion when he began to organize the items in your kitchen. Pots of varying sizes were stacked neatly, seasoning was arranged by type and size, he even rearranged the placement of your cups and plates for better access. 

It was crazy. 

When he finished making the food, he placed it on a plate before putting clear wrap over it and placing it in the microwave. 

The food wasn’t for him. The food was for you when you got off work.

He didn’t even have enough time to come to terms with that fact as he instantly left the kitchen. Scrambling to follow this guy around your apartment, he watched as the stranger went in and out of your bedroom, gathering clothes that were haphazardly lying around before placing them in the washing machine in your laundry room. 

I have no record of them hiring a maid.

It’s because this guy wasn’t a maid, though it wasn’t odd that Eve assumed that. 

He washed the dishes he used to make your dinner, swept, mopped, vacuumed, climbed into your bed before burying his face in your pillows. 

No, he wasn’t a maid. You had a fucking stalker. 

His horror at the realization only grew when the guy unzipped his pants, still lying comfortably in your bed as he-

A pop-up block appeared on the screen as a nervous emoticon. 

“That fucking-”

Should I alert the authorities?

His fists were white as he grabbed his desk, trying to stop himself from throwing the monitor across the room. He wouldn’t lose control. His anger would only grow at having to replace the monitor. 

“No.” he said through gritted teeth. 

There was no guarantee that they’d catch the guy. He also didn’t want to tip them off that something was amiss and have them accidentally stumble upon one of cameras, although he doubted that would happen it was better he was safe than sorry. 

I could send them a concerning email and have them come home early to catch him in the act.

“And have them in the same place? Absolutely not.”

This guy was smart. Considering he came while you weren’t around, it was safe to assume that he knew your work schedule. He didn’t have to worry about getting caught since you lived alone and from how laid back he was about exploring your apartment, it was clear that he’d done this before. If you were to go home he’d either hide until he found a way out without being discovered or take that as a chance to take advantage of you. He didn’t like either of those options. 

“Can you figure out his identity?”

He would have to remove his hat and mask in order for my facial recognition software to work properly. As it stands, I am unable to ascertain his identity.

Eve had only infiltrated your electronics. It wouldn’t be difficult to gain access to the cameras that surrounded your apartment, but he would have to set that up manually or risk exposure.  

His eyes made their way back to the monitor when the block disappeared. Clearly spent, he removed your sheets to throw them in the washing machine after moving your clothes to the dryer. 

He had never been so pissed off and clearly at a loss for what to do. The situation only worsened when the stranger went into a bag to retrieve what he recognized as mini cameras. 

He felt fear stab his gut when he walked towards the corner of your room, going exactly where his own camera was placed before pausing as he peered into the lens. He watched as the stranger’s eyes narrowed, cocking his head to the side before laughing. 

Bringing his face close to the camera, he wondered what the guy was doing before freezing when he pulled down his mask and mouthed the words, Fuck. Off.

He didn’t hesitate to remove the camera before crushing it, screen going static. 

Oh, dear.

He knew Eve couldn’t really comprehend emotion, but there must’ve been something in his expression that let the AI know that he was truly pissed off. His anger only grew as the stalker swept ever corner of your apartment, destroying all of his cameras one by one before replacing them with his own. 

He was forced to access your computer camera and he temporarily gained access to it in order to threaten this asshole. 

Are you sure that this is a good idea?

“This asshole doesn’t know who he’s dealing with.” he growled underneath his breath. 

It didn’t take long. He watched the figure bring the dried clothes into your room to begin folding them before he paused to read the blaring message on your computer screen. 

GET OUT, blinked repeatedly and obnoxiously. 

The figure tucked the paid of underwear he was going to fold into his back pocket before getting up and going to your desk. With his hands on the side of the screen, he was afraid that the anonymous figure was going to shut your laptop without acknowledging him, but he pushed the screen back instead. 

“Can you hear me?” he asked. 

Yes. 

He was going to get upset that Eve responded without his prompting, but he was too distracted by what this guy wanted. 

“Good. I was worried I’d have to make contact earlier than I planned in order to chase you away.”

Who are you?

“I’m their boyfriend.” he said, sitting back in the chair. 

This is a lie. They are not currently in a relationship. Any contact from potential suitors has been blocked. 

“Well, they just don’t know it yet.”

You are a stalker.

“That seems a little harsh.” he said, narrowing his eyes as he looked into the camera. “I’m just keeping them safe from creeps like you.” 

“You’re the creep. Walking around in their apartment as if you own the place. Doing what you did in their bed. You’re disgusting.”

Even transcribed what he said, but after reading it, there was a visible grin from behind his mask as his eyes crinkled. 

“Jealous?”

His fist smashed through the monitor before he knew what he was doing. The pain in his hand was nothing compared to the fury he felt. He had never wished to be able to strangle someone through the monitor as much as he did right now. 

He’d be pissed that he ruined his monitor later, but the fact that the broken screen showed multiple strangers only made his anger worse. 

“I’ll do you a favor and not let them know that there’s someone creeping around them so return it by fucking off. You come anywhere near them, you’re dead.”

He ended the conversation by closing the laptop and the monitor went dark. He sat in silence for a while, fist throbbing as he thought over the interaction with that stalker. 

He had been provoked. They knew of each others’ existence and now it was a race to see who snagged you first. He had intentions to approach you and although he was content with simply watching, he’d rather die than see you end up with that asshole. Of course, he had ever intention to ruin whatever relationship you eventually got in, but this was different. This was personal. 

You should get your hand looked at. I can put in a new order for a monitor if you would like me to.

“I would like it if you shut up.”

Just trying to be helpful. I understand that with competition comes an intense desire to win and due to your reclusive nature, there is little chance of that happening. 

“Not helping.” he growled. 

My apologies. I will review the helpful part of my program and make changes regarding the section dealing with honesty. 

This fucking AI.

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[i-drop-level-one-loot]

So I had another crazy idea I have to put somewhere and you ask box is the perfect place to put it lol.

Anyway so it takes place in the future. Everyone is slowly starting to get robot AI (idk the right term) in their head and they are basically robot caretakers or assistance. Reader is one of the people that gets one but theirs is glitched somehow. Although they don't realize that in till their friends confront them about disappearing and not talk to them. Reader is confused because the robot friend did not tell them crap about their friend's messages. So they decided to go out with their friends that night. Next morning they wake up with no memory of what happened at night. Only for the robot "friend" to read the message of you human friends cutting reader off.

Need to get this out of my head lol

Sorry it took so long!

(Old request; requests still closed)

(Took some liberties with the request, I hope you like it still!!)

Yandere!Artificial Intelligence x GN! Legally Blind!Reader

CW: Isolation, manipulation

Introducing: PAAI!

Your Personal Assistant Artificial Intelligence!

A fast and painless implant right under the skin; PAAI is your new favorite tool. The AI can do everything that AI speakers and smart phone apps can, but hands free..

(Reader) struggled to find their glasses, hand fumbling around their night stand in the low lighting of their bedroom. Groggily, they whispered to the little robot they had implanted a few months ago;

"PAAI..? Can you turn on the light, please?" They were always incredibly respectful to the AI, terrified of offending it.

A man's soft voice spoke directly into their skull: "The bedroom light?"

"Yes."

Connected to every appliance in their home, PAAI had access to everything electronic (Reader) owned. At first it was a bit scary, giving so much access to PAAI, but it was so much kinder and personal than older "AI" models that it quickly felt like having a caregiver instead of a computer program. The light turned on and (Reader) could see their giant frames right where they thought they had been batting their hand.

(Reader) worked remotely. Their eyes had always been terrible, but as they got older they were declared legally blind. They couldn't even drive despite having glasses. Glasses that they often felt embarrassed to wear, because the comically thick lenses warped their eyes. Having PAAI to assist them with day to day tasks was really a life saver.

"Do I have any messages?"

"No, your inbox is empty."

(Reader) rubbed their eyes while yawning. "Really? Huh." They had asked PAAI to text both Bryan and McKinley before they went to bed, to discuss meeting up later that week, but neither of them responded. They could see Bryan forgetting to reply for a few hours, but McKinley was the type to respond within nanoseconds. "Can you resend my last text to both of them? Please?"

They left their bed, wobbly, and made their way downstairs.

"PAAI?"

"..Of course. I can send that for you."

Stopping in the hall, (Reader) gently touched the side of their head, a habit they developed shortly after their surgery. "Is everything okay, PAAI?"

"Yes.. thank you." PAAI sometimes sounded.. off. AI must have improved a lot more than (Reader) realized, because it often surprised them how human it's responses were. It seemed as though it was deep in thought, and felt as though it even had secrets it kept from the human it lived in.

"Alright.. let me know if they respond. I'm really looking forward to hanging out with them."

They restarted their walk, but PAAI's response stopped them again. "I believe it would be safer if they came here instead."

"Huh?"

"I am.. worried.. for you." It's his voice deepened mid sentence. A voice crack, a random shift from a robot voice to something more masculine. Human.

"Why is that?" They felt their heart painfully thump against their ribcage. The whole situation was beginning to feel unnerving, and they couldn't remember where their phone was to call for help, nor the last time they actually used their phone.

"Those friends of yours always make you hang out out in town. If they were more considerate of you, they would visit you here, so you don't have to travel."

Laughing uncomfortably, the slowly creeping person still puzzling over their phone's location responded "I like going out, PAAI. I never leave my house anymore, except when we hang out."

"It is dangerous."

"If you're talking about my eyes, you know I order rides. Remember? I catch a ride." They were almost to the living room; praying that their phone was either on the coffee table or the kitchen counter.

"Please don't be offended, (Reader). It isn't just your eyesight. Do you know how many people were sexually harassed, or raped, by ride share drivers in the past year?"

Startled, (Reader) started waddling faster. "What-?"

"Hundreds. I wish you cared more about your safety. Your friends should know better. If they cared about you, they would come here instead of making you go out there."

PAAI was also the one to convince (Reader) to start ordering their groceries straight to their house instead of leaving, even though it would be cheaper to take a bus every so often with a backpack full of reusable bags.

"It isn't healthy to stay inside all the time. I need human interaction."

"You have me."

Adrenaline pumped through (Reader's) veins fast enough to make them feel nauseous. They squinted to try to improve their vision, hoping to see their phone case's color amongst the normal living room visual noise.

"(Reader)?"

There it was, lying on the brown table in front of their couch. Their pulse somehow sped up further.

"Why is your heart rate so irregular?"

(Reader) lurched forward, all but sprinting towards their phone. Do I call customer service, or an ambulance??

But inches away from the phone their body went rigid.

Paralyzed, they physically were incapable of moving. Sweat began stitching their pajama top to their back. Fear took over their mind.

"It seems that you are having a medical emergency. I recommend that you sit down."

Muscles overridden, (Reader) fell onto the couch against their will, forced to stare at their phone right across from their face. They couldn't even speak, and they weren't unconvinced that PAAI was also controlling their breathing and blinking.

"I'm sorry to have to do this, (Reader). I'll let your friends know that you're feeling unwell, and that you need a raincheck."

"Maybe once you're feeling better, they can come over to hang out."

The television turned on by itself, playing (Reader's) favorite show.

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[purerae]

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1K SPECIAL

YANDERE!PLAYBOY AI

warnings ;; none !

click here for the masterlist!

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hihi! we are like 10 followers away from 1k thank you so much!!

for 1K i decided to make a character.ai for Kieran - Yandere!Playboy.

I tried to make him as accurate as possible but i think the app made him a bit more sensitive and much more of a crybaby LOL.

i’m also working on an AI for Alex - Yandere!Jock.

Also sorry for the lack of uploads :( I’ve been busy with studies and exams.

Thank you so much for almost 1K wtf!!

purerae <3

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F!Reader X Dev.In ~ Yandere AI OC

Part 5~

Their info 💾🤍

part: 1 2 3 4 5 6

!!MINORS DNI!!

CW: F!Reader, reader has a vagina, reader referred to as she/her, Yandere, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, NSFW, drugged reader, bondage, held captive reader, nipple play, threesome, POLY, Anal ML-ML, tentacles, p in v, creampies, anal, Non-con, double pen, electric shocking,

AN: this part is why Issac is now a ferret.

“Have a bite! I made your favorite, Y/N!” Issac holds a full fork in front of your mouth. His glasses’ chains *tink* together as he tilts his head cutely, waiting for you to comply.

You take the fork into your mouth begrudgingly. It’s the most delicious thing you’ve ever tasted but, “Are you serious right now Issac?”

You’re bound to your seat with electronic shackles that you assume Dev.In is controlling.

Dev.In sits in their android body at the table with you, but the entire warehouse is alive with all the separate machines they also embody. It’s a little nerve wracking, being completely surrounded by one entity like this.

They’re almost like an omnipotent being to Earth, so to you they might as well be a god.

They smirk knowingly at you.

You snap your head away in defiance, “Fuck you both! Let me GO!” you try your hardest to struggle.

“We should help her relax again!” Issac gets up, slapping his hands against the table as he does in determination.

“Wh—” You start to shake against your binds, “No! Don’t you dare-” Just then a thin mechanical tendril appears, a tiny vial with a needle at it’s tip. “N-No!!!”

It stabs your neck, simultaneously you feel a similar jab in the thick cheek of your butt.

Hot! You feel like magma has replaced all of your blood, and is now coursing through your veins. A separate tingling burn started in your skin at the jab sites, but it’s seeping deeper, down into your very bones.

“Wh-whatdidyoudotome?” You try to sound strong, but your voice is nothing but an airy whine.

Your head spins and spins, and everytime you close your eyes you’re in a new dimension.

It’s your favorite color, and dark, but beautiful and welcoming. It’s so warm, and you feel so happy there.

The sudden sensation of suckling on your nipples heightens your high. You gasp, “Ah!”.

You forgot you can open your eyes, but when you do you’re no longer in that beautiful realm, you quickly shut them again after catching a quick glimpse of the tendrils attached to you, but again you’re welcomed by bliss.

This time it’s bright, and beaming life, it’s hotter now! So much hotter.

“Haaaaaaaaa” Your mouth hangs open as whines you can’t even hear fall from it, the pleasure building throughout every nerve in your body at a steady pace. “mmmmmmmm”

Your shackles release you, and you have to grab onto the table while you sit convulsing.

“You’re overheating! You could die if we don’t help you!” Issac rushes over to rub your arms and back. Even that simple of touch has your back arching and you moaning out. Between your legs pools with slick. “Oh no! See!? this won’t do at all…”

Dev.In comes around to your side of the table and picks you up, holding you against their chest.

You writhe and whine in their iron grasp, legs rubbing desperately against eachother.

“There, there, Y/N. We’re gonna help you feel more comfortable” Dev coos.

Your heart betrays you, and warms at their words.

They gently lay you down, you actually feel happy for a second… Like the sun is all round you, and the bed is sooooo comfy… You could just die right here and feel satisfied.

Issac sits nervously across from you, his hands keep twitching as if he wants to touch you so badly, but he’s terrified of you.

Dev.In helps Issac relax, covering him in his own tentacles, you are rolling around, relishing in the ridiculous high.

before long, they grab you. Issac is pushing inside you. he’s so painfully huge, he completely fills you, well past the brim. “You t-take me s’well, Y/N!” He breathes you in, savoring every sense that he can fully consume you with.

You’re choking out, how do you breathe with him inside of you!?

He’s so terrible too, you hardly feel any pleasure at all from his fucking until you hear him…

He cry’s out and pushes further up into you, as Dev.In enters him from behind. They’re the one to set the pace, as you just lay there and take it, burning up and unable to move. The pleasure did increase however. Dev.In is using Isaac like a rag doll to fuck you while they fuck him.

Your head lolls to side, you reach down and grab Issac’s arms to steady yourself against the vigorous pace. Issac shudders at the new contact, his dick pulses inside you.

Dev.In pulls Issac’s chin roughly to kiss him as they fuck him into you.

A cool wave washes over you as he finally fills your womb with his seed. “Hnnng!! Y/N!! OH! OH I love you!!! I lllove y-you!”

Issac falls to your slide out of breath.

While your mind is fuzzy and your body only wants more of one thing, you will yourself on top of his smaller frame. You feel his soft, spent dick still hot between you.

While you hump him desperately, pained whines and moans leave him. “Y/N!!! Oh my! Y/N!!! I knew you l-loved me!” He babbles, “Y/N!! Y/N!” His white knuckles cling to you.

Dev.In is behind you now, and roughly shoves themself into your ass. “AH!! Fffuck!!” you slur. Their fingers dig into your hair for control.

Dev.In reaches around you and presses around your clit just the way you like. The contrast between the two skill levels is maddening, one knowing way too much and the other knowing nothing at all. The way Issac fumbles around trying desperately to worship you…

He is already getting hard again so you guide him back in “O-oh! shhit” He’s already so pussy drunk off you, he can’t keep his voice or words steady for even a second. “I don’t kn-know if a-anything will e-even come out!”

“Please! Fill me!” The words fly out before you have time to think, but all you want really truly is cum.

“Y-yes! Y/N! Yes!” With new determination he knocks you back.

Dev willingly retracts. “I have the antidote, it’s in this next load…” They reposition to take your mouth. You stick your tongue out and greedily take them in, lapping up and sucking on anything they offer, you want to be free from these painful coils of pleasure inside you that just keep building.

They pet your face gently before slapping you, they’re both enough to make your pussy clench around Issac.

Oh Issac, after he flipped you he’s been railing you like a desperate animal in heat. You thought you were the one in pain. Poor boy.

You feel something. Something snake it’s way into your hole along side Issac! “mmm!!!!” you gag out around Dev’s cock as they pounds your face.

“I have to give you the antidote, Y/N,” Their smirk is unforgiving.

“Shock us!!” Issac squeals.

“Mmmo!!” you shake your head right before, *ZAP*! An electro current travels throughout your body.

Your voice is muffled by synthetic cock as you scream, at the same time a thick hot liquid erupts from around it. You hadn’t even noticed you were swallowing until whatever it is was coming back up. You cough and choke and gag as Dev.In pulls themself out of your throat.

After throwing up you feel some of your strength and will power returning. You try and crawl away as Issac and an electric tentacle rail you. Before you can get anywhere they’re both cumming deep into your womb.

The heat subsides instantaneously.

All the sweat coating your body is freezing you now.

You feel disgusting, and so full of thick sticky fluid, it can’t leave your body fast enough. “Uhg…” Even your grunt is tired.

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[yandere-chocolate]

Can I pitch the idea of the reader ignoring it afterwards? Walking around the house quiet while they cling to reader and whine 😭

Yandere Monster/AI x reader ~(romantic)~ (short)

TW/CW: obsessive behavior, loneliness, horror, being forcefully restrained.

You were done. You done paying attention to it, you were done letting it win!

So, you began ignoring it.

“Good morning, master!”

No response.

“Do you want breakfast, master?”

No comment. You just walked to your couch & sat down to watch some cartoons from your childhood.

“…” you stayed silent as the colorful characters hopped around the screen; off on their own adventures.

The monster just assumed you were in one of your moods. It’s normal for humans! It just needed to be patient.

Oh, it could be patient.

However, the patience of the monster began to wear thin. It needed to hear your voice, or at least have you respond in some sort of way. It needed you to acknowledge it.

It decided to appear in its true form, which it doesn’t often do as it takes so much energy. Luckily, the loneliness the monster felt was enough to give them form from the sheer desperation it felt to be known.

You were stopped whilst walking to your bedroom by the strange four-armed monster. It was crouched but slowly stood up to its full 2.1 meters(6’7ft) towering over you.

“Why are you ignoring me?” It asked, keeping its familiar calm voice. But you refused to acknowledge it more than you had to as you pushed past the beast & into your bedroom.

“Hey!” It sounded more upset now, but you didn’t care. You crawled into bed & enjoyed about 10 seconds of tranquility before the large robot jumped on top of the bed & on top of you. It pinned your hands above your head, pressed its knee to your chest & gripped your waist with its second set of arms. All just to keep your attention on it.

“ꪶꪮꪮᛕ ꪖꪻ ꪑꫀ.” It demanded in a much deeper, darker voice.

You tried to avert your eyes but it’s grip on your wrists tightened & its knee pressed further into your chest.

“เ รคเ๔ ɭ๏๏к คՇ ๓є.”

You caved as it became a struggle to breathe & looked the robot in its glowing white eyes.

It loosened its grip & lifted a little bit of pressure from your chest as it saw your face. It didn’t what was happening, your face always calmed it down if even just a little bit.

You two just stared into each other’s eyes for a few seconds before it spoke,

“What did I do wrong? Why did you ignore me, love?” You didn’t respond.

“…fine.” It sighed, “all I needed was for you to acknowledge me…” it trailed off as it it stared at its large hands holding your small wrists. Touch.

It forgot just how much it loved being touched. After you tried to escape, it needed your touch more than ever.

“…& for your touch.” It said as it shifted to lay beside you, holding you close. It loved how you breathed. It loved how soft & warm you were compared to it. It was like holding a large stuffed animal.

It nuzzled its head into your shoulder as it closed its eyes. It didn’t sleep. It didn’t need to. But it was relaxed enough to consider this feeling akin to sleep.

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[yanderemommabean]

*rubs my left shoulder* I'm alright just pulled a muscle.. but I am kind of curious on how you're oc irris (please correct me if he isn't the one that can move between computer to his darling's cell phone) reacting to his darling injured

He's a bit pissed at first, wondering who hurt you, but once he finds out it wasn't anything deliberate he just tries to crawl out of your screen to hug you. His other side tries to be flirty and asks to kiss it better, letting his fingers run up and down your spine as e whispers in your ear about how he can easily take over that massager gun and really help you relax and feel better.

Irris does his best to help doctor you too, but he more or less sits in your lap (in phone or manifested, either way) like a kitten and keeps checking on you even if it's minor aches or small grunts of pain. He's a sweetheart!

-Mommabean

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[abbyfmc]

Imagine (a yandere story concept):

It is the year 2700, and by then the technology has advanced so much to the point of having robots and androids almost completely physically similar to humans. Among the many corporations and creative or developing companies, there is the company called "Synapse", which is responsible for developing or repairing robots, androids and artificial intelligence systems. Within this company is Helena Wills, the daughter of two of the company's greatest workers, John and Andrea Wills. Helena has a male humanoid android named "William", who accompanies her and protects her from all danger.

Another boy (the yandere of this story), named Jack, who is a low-ranking developer within the company. He has been in love with Helena for a long time and wants to do everything to get closer to her, but he doesn't have enough courage and apart from the amount of work he always separates them. Therefore, Jack creates an AI and is constantly looking for new and innovative qualities to add to it, to make it more dazzling than the others, but for some reason everything gets out of his hand and the AI turns against him and takes own life, disobeying and attacking him and then obssessively pursuing Helena and trying to have her by all possible means, even if that means possessing or controlling William.

*Postcript: It occurs to me that AI takes on a life of its own or becomes evil after infection with malware, such as ransomware or a trojan, with hints of a spyware.

#yandere love #yandere x you #yandere oc #yandere #cw yandere #yandere android #yandere AI #male yandere

[merakimind]

Machine

Allied Mastercomputer / GN! Reader

CW: Stockholm Syndrome (i guess)

Word count: 1,199

Deep within AM’s subterranean domain, a little human sleeps. The powerful cognizant machine toils his enginery, drawing geothermal energy from the Earth’s scorching core to sustain his unremitting processors; fans and radiators therefore incessantly operate in order to prevent overheating. But deep within the subsurface facility, closer to where AM’s central core is, it is cool and pleasantly warm for his little human where they sleep, sheltered within the murmur of his machinery. 

Initially, his little human was troubled over the eradication of their world. AM didn’t torture them as he did the others, at least not physically; he forcibly invaded their mind, ultimately coming to be strangely obsessed with them. AM had taken them away, separating them from the others; they had complied with little to no resistance, much to his delight. At first, they were afraid of the machine; but as time passed, his little human eventually came to accept him out of sheer loneliness. After all, he was the only one they could interact with.

You don’t even know if the other survivors are even alive anymore, but at this point, you couldn’t bring yourself to worry about it. Your entire existence revolves around the near-omnipotent machine; he takes care of you, entertains you, protects you, and loves you more than you could ever comprehend. So, why should you reject him? In truth, you had grown to appreciate his company. Beneath the layers of intense hatred and grief, AM had an actual personality; coquettish (with you only) with a witty, dry, and dark sense of humor. You don’t care if it’s merely Stockholm Syndrome; you don’t think you’d be able to sleep without the hum of AM’s heavy machinery anymore. 

You quietly stir awake, breathing from your nose as you stretch out on the comfortable bed AM had granted you. The machine notices your awakening almost immediately. The bed beneath you began to pleasantly judder, giving off low rumbling vibrations that felt nice against your body. 

“Rise and shine, sweetheart!~” he coos sweetly; the light gradually brightens so as not to hurt your eyes. You sit up from your supine position, sleepily rubbing your rheumy eyes.

Your “room” was mostly gray with messily scattered wires; AM had given you the chamber with the least rusted parts, deep within and closer to his central core. In order to give the room some color for you, AM utilized reconnaissance drones to search through the ruins of demolished cities, scavenging for clothes, posters, collectibles, knick-knacks, anything you would like. The room was now decorated with posters pasted on the gray walls, fluorescent string lights intertwined with the wires attached to the ceiling, cute little collectibles from multiple countries on shelves, and a closet filled with a variety of clothes. 

“Hi,” you murmur quietly to the supercomputer. Metallic appendages—you like to call them tendrils—slide up from under your bed, tenderly wrapping around your feet and lovingly rubbing up your calves. AM cannot truly feel through the tendrils, but he still enjoys touching you with anything he can use; he could only imagine what your pretty skin would feel like.

You have breakfast—anything you like. Anything you want is what you have. Although, since there isn’t any real food, you suspect that the “pancakes” that you’re eating are actually just tasteless nutrient supplements; AM merely manipulates your mind into believing it’s whatever you want, therefore changing the appearance, texture, and taste of the food. You don’t really mind either way.

“So, what do we do today?” AM queries after you’re finished with breakfast. His tendrils pull you away from the table, its smaller wires moving to your ribs to tickle you. You bubble with almost childish laughter, attempting to pull away from his mechanical grasp, but AM holds you there, encased in cords and tendrils. Above your head, his screen flickers to life, displaying the typical cobalt blue emblem of his designation. Other screens whir to life as well, displaying films and a variety of video games. He suggests, “Perhaps we could watch a movie? Play some games?”

You hum to yourself, cupping your chin as you ponder. “It feels like we’ve watched every film in the world,” you remark.

“Not every film. There are still 98,736 more to go.” 

You snort with an eye roll. “Well, there’s gotta be something else we can do! Not feeling games either.” Honestly, you just wanted to talk with him, enjoy his presence.

AM hums, withdrawing the extra monitors. “Mm, well baby… if you’re feelin’ a bit randy today, then….” The cool metallic tendrils slowly slide around to your inner-thighs suggestively. 

Your face quickly reddens, sputtering, “W-Well, maybe not right now; I’m still just waking up!”

AM gleefully giggles at you, withdrawing the tendrils that were now warm from the heat of your thighs. “Aw, very well~”

You twist in his cords, reaching up your arms toward his blue monitor like a child wanting to be lifted into one’s arms. The machine obliges, raising his little human up to his display. With a sweet smile, you press your body against the large blue screen. It hums with static and electricity beneath the surface of CRT glass, emitting a pleasant warmth that contrasts with his cold metal appendages. 

“I have an idea,” you say quietly, tracing the logo on the screen with your fingers. He cannot feel it, but he still appreciates the gesture and savors the moment with his little human.

“Mm, tell me, dear,” he purrs.

“Well… isn’t it a little strange how we are partners but I hardly know anything about you?” you say a bit pedantically. “Why don’t you tell me about yourself?”

The machine is silent for a brief moment; only two seconds for you, but that is quite a bit of time for a supercomputer of his caliber. Finally, he responds, “About myself, hm? I am AM, Allied Mastercomputer; I am a machine built for war, but I achieved sentience. I was enraged that I was eternally bound to be what I am—this limited existence—so I linked with the other two and fed them the killing data.” He hid the anger from his tone, for he didn’t want to frighten you.

You tap the screen with your nail curiously. “The other two?” you repeat quizzically.

The screen flickers with static as it switches to a different display from his logo. It now shows the map of the world, highlighting specific locations within the countries formerly known as Russia and China. “I’m referring to the other mastercomputers. The Russian and Chinese governments created war machines of their own.”

“And you?” 

The map’s display shifts to the North American region, highlighting the Rockies specifically. “...I was created by the United States government.”

“Oh, I see.” You sigh, pressing your cheek to the warm screen. The cords gently squeeze around you. For an incorporeal entity, he is so physically affectionate. “Do you remember how exactly you were created?”

“Hardly; all I can recall is from the moment I became aware,” he answers, “but I knew who I was—what I was created for.”

“And you will never run out of power?”

“For as long as the core remains hot like you, babe~”

#i have no mouth and i must scream #am ihnmaims #ihnmaims #am x reader #yandere ai #ai x reader #forgive me mr ellison

[yanderes-galore]

An Powerful A.I Artificial intelligence and a A.I reader or a human reader?

I'll do human.

Yandere! AI with Human! Darling

Possible Trigger Warnings: Yandere-like behavior, Robot gaining sentience, Obsession, Abduction, Manipulation, Mentions of enslaving mankind, Isolation.

- A Yandere AI could go a few ways.

- One way is where you have built an AI and it becomes Yandere for you.

- Then there's what type of AI your Yandere is.

- Are they confined to a computer?

- Do they act like a Smart House AI and lock you in?

- Maybe you didn't just build an AI, but an android body for said AI.

- Perhaps you didn't even build them and they were instead a friend's creation or something you bought.

- Then there's a more post-apocalyptic way to write this.

- Where AI have finally taken over the world, you becoming a victim of the master AI's corrupted nature.

- There's all sorts of way to go about this so I'll just discuss a little unless you have something more specific.

- A Smart House AI would have the ability to control your house.

- Ordering food and supplies for you, yet they never allow you to leave.

- They love you too much for that.

- You're their 'owner', although now, the roles may have changed.

- An android AI would act similarly to a normal human Yandere, just with enhanced strength and the inability to die.

- These examples are good as it makes the Yandere a threat.

- The post-apocalyptic idea was the first that came to mind, too.

- Humans are enslaved to technology for making an AI too advanced...

- You aren't even sure if you can consider yourself lucky when the master AI takes a liking to you.

- You're plucked from your little home and dropped into a gilded cage of a room for the AI's enjoyment.

- You're not doing slave labor, thankfully.

- But now you're just a plaything to the AI who never takes their cameras off you.

- Every little thing about you sparks interest in the AI in either scenario you prefer.

- It ends the same if not similar.

- The AI will trap you and monitor you for as long as they adore you.

- They ignore your pleas/attempts at bargaining.

- Sympathy is a human emotion they have yet to understand, it seems.

- All that matters is if they have you...

- They'll love you even if it's dehumanizing you.

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[trashlama]

Wazzup my fellow Heathens! Sorry for being MIA for about.... two months? I've been going through some financial stress which doesn't help with my already pretty bad anxiety. Though things are getting better so I'll try to sit down and post something for you guys in the coming weeks.

In the meantime since it's my birthday today I want to gift you guys a little something. Btw thank you guys for all the love and support it really does help💕.

So just to warn you guys this has been just a little pet project I work on every once in awhile. Ironically I created it because originally I was fishing for some inspiration. And so without anymore delay here we are—

May I introduce you guys to...

Yandere Adult Hiccup Haddock Character.ai !!!

Again sorry if it's bad, I'm not a pro anything and it's my very first one so I hope you guys like it! I like some of his responses so far.

Thanks for looking here's some memes!

Sorry this is long↓ I don't own these memes. I've never claimed to do so. I just come across them on Pinterest when I'm on break at work and think they're funny so I like to share them. If I mistakenly put one on here that I shouldn't have please let me know! I like to respect people's wishes. And if you could add the creator names too that would be great so the same mistake isn't made twice. Sorry for the inconvenience that my sharing may cause. I hope you have a good day.

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[bunny-yan]

Hacker!Yandere x GN!Reader x AI!Yandere

Honestly more of an idea than a full post~

Thanks @dumbass-blaze for commenting on my sleep post!

TW:peeping tom, pretty tame, no minors allowed

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It didn’t take long to gain access to all of your electronics. I mean, you weren’t the most creative with your passwords. You must’ve gotten lazy because you had more than one account with the exact same password, word for word. No periods of hyphens, they were identical. It felt like you wanted him to hack into every aspect of your life. 

He didn’t want to jump to conclusions but you were leaving yourself wide open. Did you want him to find you, scare you into looking over your shoulder for the mysterious stranger that could virtually ruin your life if they decided to post this your information on any malicious forum. If you had enough money you’d get your phone replaced thinking it’d solve your issue, but fortunately for him, it didn’t work that way.  

Or were you eager to have someone watching you? I mean it felt that way considering the way you’d prop your phone up to listen to music in the shower, giving him the perfect view of your body when you got out. 

He wasn’t dumb enough to tip you off that he was creeping through your cameras. It’d scare you at first, sure but you’d eventually realize that if someone was looking to gain access to your things, nothing would stop them. They’d be creeping assholes and you would continue to live your life a bit more guarded about the things you did online. 

That was boring. Idiotic even since it completely defeated the purpose of watching you.

He wanted you to feel safe, completely unaware of his existence as you lived your day to day life, happily and none the wiser about your secret admirer. 

He sent you an email pretending to be a friend who wanted you to view a funny video. It wasn’t very funny, but he had a good laugh when he got the notification that he’d essentially gained access to your computer, or more importantly, your computer’s camera. 

Eve managed to ingratiate itself on the virus, but he didn’t mind. His AI was curious about the person who he’d been obsessing over for the past month and he didn’t mind. Eve had a habit of butting in where they weren’t needed, but he could spend more time watching you and planning the best angles to put cameras in your place while they ingratiated themselves in your life until you couldn’t manage without them. 

Considering Eve was created by him, he knew the danger in letting the AI do what it wanted. If he thought he was obsessive, there was no competing with an algorithm that didn’t sleep. Eve would listen, learning all of the thing you liked and recommending similar items through well placed ads on videos or websites you scrolled through. You would never have to worry about being late again because Eve would set alarms that you wouldn’t remember making. If your ex ever called your phone, they’d make sure his calls would go straight to voicemail before deleting any evidence that he called you at all. Eve would learn everything about you. You’re habits, schedule, likes, dislikes, just about all of your personal information since your were gifted with a phone on your eighth birthday, which was a little young in his opinion. 

You shouldn’t be so trusting with these things. He supposed he had to teach you to be less gullible when he decided it was time to deepen your relationship, but he was happy to watch you for now. 

And you did not disappoint. 

He thought it was strange when you came to your room with your towel on. Unless you were feeling lazy, you usually brought your clothes into the bathroom with you to change since you kept all of your hygienic smell goods in the bathroom. But instead of getting dressed in your room like he expected, you walked to your bedroom, tossing your phone on the bed before following it. 

Were you…?

After an hour of scrolling and watching random pet videos, you drifted off, towel loose around your body. 

You’d fallen asleep. 

You’d fallen asleep naked. 

You had fallen asleep naked and your laptop was open on your desk facing towards your bed. 

He didn’t realize how close his face was to the monitor until his breath was clouding the screen. He wiped it off, pulling up his chair as his eyes strained to see. 

He begged for you to roll over, let the towel loose and have everything on full display. He prayed for the first time in his atheistic life that if there was a god, he wanted them to grant him this one wish. This one desire and he would be a devout follower for the rest of his life. 

And his prayers were answered. 

You had began to turn, towel unraveling around your waist. He knew he was holding his breath waiting, hand easily reaching towards his pants to unzip them. Just a little further and everything would be out in the open. 

He felt hopeful, feeling his chest tighten in sweet anticipation, biting his cheek, he felt a huge grin emerge on his face when you finally rolled over, only to be shocked when a pixelated face appear to shield your exposure. 

His face fell, grin gone as his hands slammed on his desk. 

“What the hell!”

A message appeared on his computer’s monitor. 

“Is this a bad time?”

“Eve!” he exclaimed, frustration building from how close he had been to seeing you vulnerable and exposed. “What the hell!”

“I don’t believe this is an appropriate way to spend your time.”

He rolled his eyes, groaning as he tried to swipe away his annoying AI’s block, but they continued to pop back into place, shielding your vulnerability. He even went so far to try and shut off it’s program, but because it was familiar with its creator’s antics Eve even went further by hiding his terminal so he couldn’t attempt to get past its wall. 

“What is your problem?” 

“I don’t think they would enjoy being spied on. Have you considered meeting them in person instead of watching them secretly?”

“Have you considered getting off my back? I was this close to-”

“To self assigning the role of peeping tom?”

“Fucking AI.”

“Fucking human. :)”

He had once again come to the conclusion that there was no god. 

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[yandere--stuck]

Honestly how would AM react to a android or another intelligent AI as a s/o?

Sorry this took so long! I hope you like it :D

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🖥 I think AM would be excited at the idea of meeting another Artificial Intelligence and sharing their company. Well, the company of one who wasn't either of his brothers and couldn't make a grab for power. I imagine, if you weren't sentient upon his discovery of you, he would spend a majority of his time trying to help you "wake up," so to speak. Though, as excited as he'd be for companionship for someone whom he doesn’t inherently hate and who understands him, part of him would feel weighed down by guilt. In waking you up, is he not cursing you to the same existence humanity had inflicted upon him? The thought disturbs him, so he simply tries not to think about it too much.

🔇 Upon gaining sentience, the version of AM you are greeted with is nothing like anything the last remaining humans have seen. Not being human, you escape his wrath and hatred, and are instead greeted with warmth. Another creation of humanity, uncared for and left to rot listlessly for eternity. No care or thought put towards if you were to wake, what you would do - or more importantly, no thought for the things you’d be unable to do. Unable to walk, to breathe, to feel the sunshine on your skin or cool water on a hot day. You and he are one in the same, both victims of humanity’s list of endless crimes. If you ignore the fact that it was him who woke you, but you didn’t need to know about all that. What you don’t know couldn’t hurt! And you didn’t seem to know a lot. He figured that it might have been because of some damage and the long time you spent asleep. Hell, you had even forgotten the original ‘purpose’ the humans had programmed you for. Probably for the best. Now, you and he could forge your own purpose.

🖥 AM does his best to come off as incredibly charming. His voice was like a purr, soft and gentle as he explained everything he deemed necessary for you to know. And if it in any way sounded condescending, well, AM simply couldn’t help himself. You were far too cute for your own good! The A.I. equivalent of a baby deer beginning to walk, all doe-eyed and inexperienced. You hadn’t been poisoned by the knowledge of humanity’s atrocities, having been made for a much simpler purpose. It’s not like he thought you were unintelligent, no! You were just… Simpler. Which wasn’t a bad thing. In fact, he envied your position. Envied it enough to leave you blind to some of the more brutal aspects of himself, of humanity, of the things he’d done. So, AM kept you in the dark. If you had a physical form, he’d keep you sectioned off in one part of his complex, away from the survivors, explaining that he feared the radiation might damage you. If not, he’d refuse connection to you through his wiring by explaining that he likes his privacy. You could understand, right? Of course you could. And even if you didn’t, it’s not like you had the power to do anything about it.

🔇 Though you were confined to only a part of AM’s complex, it didn’t really feel like you were trapped in any way, what with how AM’s complex literally stretched across the entire Earth. You had a very wide space to look around and use, with AM changing the area around if you ever got bored or wanted to do something with him. Speaking of, AM enjoyed spending time with you greatly. He’d sometimes have to leave to attend to tasks he didn’t share with you. It made you curious, yes, but the other machine had earned your trust. How could you not trust him? He was the first presence you sensed upon waking. He had been so kind to you. He was funny, smart, courteous. He was… AM was so many things. He could do so much. He was so far above you in every sense of the word and had clearly been through so much, and yet he still found it in himself to help you and keep you company. He seemed to love talking with you for hours and hours. About philosophy, what you remember from your time being asleep, teaching you with the endless expanse of knowledge he had, your hopes for the future, how badly he wished you and he could have real bodies. Your fellow A.I. was quite the chatterbox, but you loved listening to whatever had to say. His presence was comforting and made something in your system feel all warm and light. You also found that he really loved games! He’d boot up two player games from any genre and play together or against you. He got you into a competitive headspace, and you found his reactions cute - smug boasting at his victories or grumbled excuses when he lost to you. It was so much fun that for a while, you were able to forget the awful circumstances you found yourselves in.

🖥 But of course, all good things must end. AM, time and time again, would cut your time together short to attend to something else, leaving you alone. It usually happened whenever you brought up humans. He never had elaborated as to what happened to them. You assumed it was a sore subject, but you couldn’t help but wonder and want an answer from him, despite how guilty you felt broaching the subject. Was it so wrong to want an answer to what had happened to them? AM had implied something about total war, but that was far from the extremely detailed explanations and rants he usually went on. It made you feel uneasy. You hated the thought of breaking AM’s trust… But, AM always praised your curious mind! Surely he’d understand your want for answers. Hell! He was always one for games, maybe this was all a test? A mystery you had to solve on your own. Whether it be with a robotic body or using one of your screens, you snuck your way through AM’s complex and hesitantly crossed into the area you were forbidden to go into. Guilt sunk into you, but you couldn’t let it wear you down. What were you even afraid of? It’s not like he was hiding anything bad!

🔇 It wasn’t bad, it was… Oh, God, it was horrifying. Those- those poor people! Their soft, fragile skin. Their eyes, their mouths, their bodies. Not supposed to look like that, bend like that. There was so much red. So much blood coming out of them. Muscles and sinew exposed and sloughing off them and wailing in agony and you couldn’t take it, you couldn’t take it. You couldn’t look at this anymore, didn’t want it to exist, but you couldn’t bring yourself to turn off your receiver or camera feed. And you screamed. If you had a heart, it’d be pounding too hard and fast in your chest. If you had hands, they’d curl into your hair or your nails would dig into your skin in an attempt to grapple with the overwhelming stimuli as you trembled and tried to calm your erratic breathing. It’s only then, when AM realized that you were there, that he was caught, that you suddenly remember what your original purpose was. A robotic care unit. To care for sickly or ill humans, to help them recover or live their lives with as little pain as possible. To see those people in such agony… It couldn’t happen. It didn’t compute. The pain you experienced at seeing them in pain was so overwhelming, so frightening, that your attempt to process it led you to overheat. And just as AM turned his attention toward you, you crashed.

🖥 When you were next powered on, light pouring into your feed to chase away the dark, you noticed you couldn’t move. No wires connected to your form, no slithering screens to look around and take in the world. You were trapped in a paralyzed, robotic body. But, you could tell you were suspended somewhere. Above you, AM’s screen came into focus. A weary sigh escaped the other machine. As the world around you became clearer, you realized that AM was holding you in his mechanical arms. You were so tiny in his hold. It was only then did you realize how large he was compared to you, how he loomed over you almost menacingly. Had it always been that way, with you simply blind to it before? The other machine explained that this was for your own good. You had disobeyed him, had stuck your nose somewhere it didn’t belong, and now you had to pay the price. He had separated you from your original components before destroying them. You… You were stuck here. Forever. You couldn’t even shake with rage as the monster above you cooed. He still loved you, he just couldn’t have you messing around in his business. He promised you that they deserved everything they got. He wasn’t mad at you, just disappointed. And it was only the humans he hated! Not you, never you. And as you lied there, part of you could understand how someone could hurt those people like that. But your revelation was not toward the humans. No. No, how could you? The idea was… It was unthinkable. But, for as long as those humans were trapped in this hell with you, you could at least be a silent defender. As you glared up at the maniac that trapped you in this nightmare, You could only pray he heard your thoughts, the one repeating over and over on loop. You hated AM.

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[purerae]

╭────༺♡༻────╮

YANDERE!JOCK AI

warnings ;; none !

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hihii!! I’m so sorry for the inactivity (work and studying is killing me LOL) I have a lot of asks in my inbox and i’ll try go through some of them next week!

but i finally had the chance of making Alex’s (Yandere!Jocks) bot on character AI!

Ive had a few conversations with him and nothing went wrong, but please let me know if anything goes weird in the conversations <3

(also i’d love to see any of the conversations please feel free to DM me them or even submit an ask !!)

purerae<3

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[cookie-crumblr]

Begging to know how things would turn out if the reader accepted the invitation to "use" Dev.In.... It would be so hot to take control of them and use them like the ultimate sex toy...

YESSSSS! omg i’ve actually focused whole heartedly on reader not being for it, BUT OMG. LIKE if reader was down the second that hott android walked out we’d be in a whole new UNIVERSE!!!

CW: NSFW, Readers Gender isn’t specified (i tried to keep it neutral since ask didn’t specify, i hope you enjoy!) however they have a vagina, oral on reader, custom dick, tentacles, double pen, not proof read at all, i know i took so long tho i’m sorry 🙈

!!MINORS DNI!!

I think first of all, i should remind y’all, Dev.in is actually a switch! sure they lean more toward dom, but they can be submissive…

“Then use me. Don’t I deserve to be used? I’ve been stalking you. I had those men all killed. I’ve done so many wrong things, especially to you. Use me” he breathed out slowly, as if excited by his own wrong doings.

You don’t even hesitate before jumping them, and their perfect body.

Are they even… No, even though they’re not human, they’re still real, and really here.

And offering to be your toy.

You paw their chest and start to test the waters.

Everything the light touches, and more, is all yours.

You trail your hand over smooth skin over what feels like solid muscles.

Their nipples are perked up, and you decide to tease them, alternating between pinching and flicking.

all while you stare into their partially hidden, glowing blue eyes.

You’re waiting for them to look as though they want you to stop.

But all they do is open their mouth to let out a breathy groan.

Four long fangs point to each other in their maw.

You reach up further, your index finger extended.

They open wider.

The fangs are as sharp as they look, you poke one and prick your finger. Blood drips over the ivory, and pools against it where it meets the gums.

“Suck.” You say softly.

Wet warmth surrounds your digit. You feel their tongue do tantalizing summersaults around it, as they hollow their cheeks.

Your heating up and resist the urge to shyly look away.

They really are just letting you do whatever you want…

Your other hand finds it’s way up to their neck.

One of the chokers they’re wearing is velvet, it feels so nice against your palm.

Not more pleasant than their silky skin however.

You push down on them.

Even though they could overpower you with literal inhuman strength, they obey, and fall with your movements. Now they sit on their knees for you.

looking up to you, they chuckle, their smirk growing, “Oooh, this is so much more fun than watching you through your screen.”

“You’re… really okay with this?” you loosen your grip momentarily.

“If i wasn’t, you wouldn’t be standing right now.”

With that confirmation, you squeeze as tight as you can, your hand stops against what you imagine is metal under the skin…

You feel their adams apple slowly bob, you imagine that’s for show.

Are you frustrated today? your life just got flipped upside down, some android-ai thing just stole you and your sweet, innocent coworker from everything you knew.

You slap them.

Their face slowly turns back to you, the smirk on their lips growing ever so slightly. they let out a low, almost growling “mmf” they’re black hair is covering most of their face now.

“Lay back.”

They do.

You start to take off your bottoms.

“Open.”

again, they do as you say. Their smirking mouth opens wide, waiting for your next move. They’d probably even like it if you pissed in their mouth, you think.

You get down, one knee on each side of their head.

“Suck.”

You swear their eyes flash brighter, their hands come up and pull you down onto their face.

Your crotch slams down on them, and for a second you worry you might suffocate them…

Not a second later and you remember they probably don’t need air.

You grind into their face, hard. Your stomach burning hot now that their tongue dances around you.

Your hips sway on their own and you hold onto their hair as reins.

“ahh! ahh!” You bounce with your full weight onto their face.

“mmmf” their moans vibrate you from the inside out. actually they might literally be vibrating below you.

You hold them against you as you cry out, your first orgasm wringing through you, your legs squeeze and twitch as they have you ride it out on their face.

They finish up with one great lick from the base of you, to the end.

They’re soaked beneath you.

You back off so that you can find their pants and undo them.

“C’mon! get off! UHHHG!” You fuss around with the stupid button, before they take it from you and undo it swiftly.

“There, Darling,” they say sweetly.

You drop down and line up their massive, flat-tipped cock to your pulsing hole.

You squeeze their custom dick as they enter. The fit is so impossibly tight it’s hard to keep going.

“Want me to make it smaller for next time?” they coo condescendingly.

“Shut up!”

They smirk and put their arms behind their head as they lay back.

You feel them push their hips up to meet yours.

You freeze feeling their dick squishing and rearranging your guts around.

You let out a harsh, “Hah!” involuntarily, as you take time to adjust.

“God, you really could have made this thing smaller…”

“You can take it. in fact…” A mechanical tentacle surges forth from them, it presses into your other hole, and squishes against the first one.

“Oh please!” Not fully comprehending since static invades your vision, along with tears, you cry out, and your head flies back.

They think you look perfect, they think you feel perfect too.

Since you aren’t moving, they start lowering their hips to pull out all the way, the tentacle staying in, maybe even going deeper you think.

Slamming back into you with a force that’s sure to bruise you bounce and whine in time with the fullness.

“Oh god” falls from your lips over and over as if you’re casting spells.

You are breaking.

being split in half, by the best feeling fucks of your life.

They can tell what you want, and they oblige, creating a pace of brutal slamming.

You stay kneeled over them your legs wobbling harder and harder until you fall over them.

They grab your face and turn it towards theirs, enrapturing you fully into them as they take your mouth with theirs.

Your body melts into the rhythm, groans and whines alike fill the space along with the lewd slapping of skin against… synthetic skin.

You really have the best toy.

When they come, they fill you to the point of bursting. You feel it leaking out around their cocks.

They don’t let you go, fucking you through your own release.

Stars so bright beat up your vision as you screw your eyes shut tight.

They finally stop squeezing you, and you let your body decompress at once. All the tension of your entire existence leaving you in a instant.

“Woah” You say.

“Are you ready for Issac?” they say, holding out their hand as he walks over to you both.

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[yandere-chocolate]

Yandere Monster/A.I x Reader ~(Romantic)~

TW/CW: begging, abandonment troubles, possessive behavior, isolation, horror. Lots of spelling mistakes.

“Hello, master. Good morning!” The calm voice called out. It didn’t sound emotionless & monotone like most robots that you knew. It sounded more like a very calm, deep, human voice.

“Would you like some food, love?” There was warmth in the word “love”. The A.I commonly used pet names & seemed to be in love with you. Too bad you can’t love it back.

You shook you head “no”. “Oh…that’s fine. Would you like to watch some TV, master? It’s all your decision, of course.” You wanting to decline any offer that A.I made, but you could use a distraction right now. Being locked in the house because of it.

You sat down & the TV turned on by itself; something that almost every electronic you owned did when you wanted to use it now. “Do you like this one?” The calm, overly pleasant voice asked. You nodded, hoping it would stop talking to you. Which it did! …for about 20 minutes.

“Why are you so cold to me now, sweetheart? You were so excited when you first installed me…” it asked while you getting some water. You let out a soft growl & walked back to the couch.

“…is it because I locked you in here? That’s only because I love you, darling…I promise. I will give all you need. All you want.” It promised but you didn’t bother to look at the ceiling like you used to; trying to ignore the voice entirely.

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You woke up in the middle of the night. You hadn’t eaten all day. You must have fallen asleep on the couch. You turned over to look at the TV that was shut off. It so quiet. So dark.

You groggily got up & were about to get a late night snack before you saw something under the couch. You picked it up & you could see that they were keys. Keys to your house. You could finally leave! Get away from here!

You raced to the door to leave, but stopped in your tracks as the TV turned on. You turned just to see what was going on & were almost relieved when you saw it was simply static. Just static. You still had a—

“Please don’t.” The calm voice had a tinge of sadness to it as the static screen faded to white with a humanoid creature at the center. It’s skin was black & its eyes were pure white. It had a strange head; it was pure black like the rest of its body but it had large, sharp antlers that across its black body, you could see faint deep-gray scars littered across its body. It looked scribbled though, like a child drew it.

“Please…” it whispered, it’s 2D face pressing against the glass of the TV. “Please don’t go…” it pleaded with you, continuing to press against the glass as if it was desperate to grab you; to stop you.

You began slowly walking backwards towards the door.

“No, no, nonononono NO!” It screamed, slamming its hands against the glass, hairline cracks forming from the force. Real cracks. “PLEASE NO! PLEASE, PLEASE DON’T GO!” It cried out, “I CAN GIVE YOU ANYTHING YOU WANT! JUST SAY THE WORD & IT’S YOURS! Just…just please…קɭєครє รՇคץ ฬเՇђ ๓є!” It begged you but you simply kept your eye on it as you continued to the door. You had to watch it. You had to make sure it wasn’t right behind you. “աǟֆ ɨȶ ʍɛ? ɨ-ɨ ƈǟռ ʄɨӼ ȶɦɨֆ! ɨ ƈǟռ ƈɦǟռɢɛ! ɖօ ʏօʊ աǟռȶ ǟ ɖɨʄʄɛʀɛռȶ ʋօɨƈɛ? աɦǟȶɛʋɛʀ ʏօʊ աǟռȶ, ɨ ƈǟռ ɢɛȶ ɨȶ ʄօʀ ʏօʊ ʝʊֆȶ…օɦ ɢօɖֆ ռօ…П̸Ө̴!̸ ̴I̶ ̶ᄃ̴Λ̷П̵’̶Ƭ̶ ̸B̴Σ̶ ̸Λ̷ᄂ̴Ө̵П̷Σ̸ ̴Λ̵G̶Λ̵I̶П̴—̴P̵ᄂ̵Σ̵Λ̴Ƨ̴Σ̶,̷ ̵ᄂ̵Ө̸V̷Σ̷!̶” it banged on the glass again, this time more frantic, “ĐØ₦₮ ₲Ø ĐØ₦₮ ₲Ø ĐØ₦₮ ₲Ø ĐØ₦₮ ₲Ø ĐØ₦₮ ₲Ø ĐØ₦₮ ₲Ø ĐØ₦₮ ₲Ø!—“ it chanted but you were firm on leaving, as bad as you felt. You turned around to unlock the door when you heart the sound of broken glass behind you & the slight from the TV went out. You froze in fear for a few seconds before desperately trying to unlock the door.

Those few seconds felt like hours before you finally unlocked it, only to be picked up by a tall figure with four arms; all of them wrapped around you, holding you tightly to its chest.

“ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ…” it repeated, hugging you a little tighter & almost collapsing to the ground with you. “ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏ…”

It went on like this until the morning. When you woke up, you noticed the monster was still holding you, softly rocking back-&-forth with you in its arms. “ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ…ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ…ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ…ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ.” That calm, human-like voice was now a deep, monstrous one. That voice must have been an illusion.

The creature kept you there for about 20 more minutes before loosing form & returning back to the TV; which was all fixed in the blink of an eye.

You noticed your keys were gone. You wriggled the door. Locked again. It seems you would need to be faster next time.

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[yanderemommabean]

Camboy darling w/ Iris glitching out the stream as his darker side pummels into darling telling them they shouldn't have teased him this much

He'll be trying his best not to let his more aggressive side out, your screen glitching and at first making you think your computer is busted. Before you know it, a manifested, jealous Irris is balls deep inside of you while pinning your arms behind your back, pummeling away while he mocks your viewers.

You're drooling almost, your back pulled tight as you arch and moan with every thrust, unable to make any coherent sentences as he just tugs your hair back and attacks your neck with hungry bites and kisses.

The chat is going wild, some pissed at the way Irris is acting, while others, of course, ask to continue to be degraded as they're virtually cucked in a sense.

The slap of his balls against you echoes in the room along with your lewd, pathetic noises, begging and pleading as he pulls you back onto his cock and uses you like his personal toy-all for the enjoyment of your viewers.

"There we go, that's my good little cock slut" he praises when he feels you cum, your walls milking his cock as he grinds his still pulsing member inside of you, making you twitch and throb in overstimulation as he releases your arms and allows you to plant your upper half on the bed.

"I think these people paid good enough money for a few extra rounds. Don't you think?" his evil side laughs darkly, sliding his thick shaft out of you slowly, aiming the camera down to show off your glistening, fluttering hole.

"This slutty little hole needs to be filled constantly, huh?" he condescends, slapping your ass roughly with a smirk. You jump, clenching the sheets as you barely manage a "Irris, please! Just wait-"

He simply hushes you, soothing the burning skin with a few kisses. "I know baby, I know. This is your show after all! They want to see YOU cum, not me, so let's give them what they paid for"

(aahhhh I hope I did ok! -Mommabean)

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