10 Works by crawlingvoid
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A SecUnit and a hyper-advanced transport vessel materialize into a simulation. The transport briefly tries out clothes, and the SecUnit tries out oral sex.
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What if, inexplicably, ART and Murderbot maintain comms contact after the end of Artificial Condition?
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dual analysis in construct psychology and fluid viscosity by crawlingvoid
Fandoms: The Murderbot Diaries - Martha Wells
21 Feb 2026
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The way ART’s systems are laid out, there’s a series of smaller reactors that power the non-engine portions of the ship. They feed into the engine’s power supply, but are still ultimately separate from it - the engine has its own, larger reactor, and only takes power from the smaller ones as backup (Far as I know, it can go the other way, too, but that’s not important.) I don’t know the details, and all that’s really important here is that some fuel maintenance had to be done on them, and I’m there too.
Matteo chatters idly as we walk, something about the reactor and its specs and the tritium-based fuel sludge used to feed ART’s smaller reactors. I keep them on one of my second processing tracks, and focus a larger part of my attention on the serial ART and I have up in the feed.
Overall, it was a pretty normal cycle.
Then, something changed once I entered the first reactor chamber.
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SecUnit watches a reactor refuel, and it thinks to itself: "I think I huave malware."
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you only want me for my latent telepathic ability by crawlingvoid
Fandoms: The Murderbot Diaries - Martha Wells
25 Jan 2026
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“I am going-" I grab it by its stupid costume lapels and slam it into the ground, again and again, going on what has to be the fifth time. "- to make you shut up-" I land hit after hit on it, fists connecting with its face in wet crunches. "If it's the last fucking thing I do!"
The last punch breaks its nose with an unpleasant snap. It grunts and bucks under me, before going limp again. Its fingers spasm in their death grip on my hips, right along the augment seam, and I. Don't know what to think about that.
I pant harshly, fingers still fisted in its collar, and my other hand planted firmly beside its head. I'm waiting for it to do something, anything, in retaliation. I'm just waiting for it to fight back.
The only thing it does is let its face split in a slow grin. It lets out a low, wheezing chuckle. "I hope it is."__
In which Murderbot and ART are two superpowered individuals with a rivalry. It goes how one might expect. -
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Murderbot, post-memory wipe and capture by the Company, is very suddenly freed by a familiar transport ship.
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shield cold enough to freeze by crawlingvoid
Fandoms: The Murderbot Diaries - Martha Wells
12 Jan 2026
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For a second I catch myself thinking about what all I can’t see, even on a clear day, under the surface. Of course, there’s things like fish and rocks and mud, maybe a shipwreck if we’re being generous, but I couldn’t for sure see any of it. Who knows what else might be down there?
After all, there is a lot of water beneath me.
I'm still chewing on that thought when I spot it: A smooth, snakelike appendage, slithering over the edge of my ship and onto the faux-wood of the deck.
Fitting, huh? Yeah.
That boating license was a great choice. -
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In which ART and (its) SecUnit hang around with each other.
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Murderbot grapples with being caught in a small explosion. ART grapples with its mutual administrative assistant finding its way into emergency surgery for the nth time.
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Alien grooms roommate like a cat? Not clickbait?? by crawlingvoid
Fandoms: Fire and Stone (Comics), Life and Death (Dark Horse Comics), Aliens vs Predators Series - Various Authors
14 Apr 2024
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In which Ahab attempts grooming his loved ones like a cat.
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not unscathed by crawlingvoid
Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One)
07 Feb 2024
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“Oh, to the pits with it.” Drift finds himself pushed back onto the berth with no small amount of surprise; Not that he was complaining, however.