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sinfulauthorwrites · 6 months

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Dream Machine - A Mettaton x Reader Fic

As you lie awake in bed, only able to focus on your worries, your boyfriend Mettaton offers encouragement and help.

So, not so fun fact: while I had this idea rattling around my head for a while, I only got down to writing it while I was in the psych ward 🙃 Though, writing fic by hand in a journal without autocorrect or Grammarly made me feel like one of the OG Star Trek slash shippers in the 60s, which was a really fun feeling! Aside from word choice and a few extra sentences, the typed version remains relatively unchanged from the handwritten one, though I may still share the pics of my journal on Tumblr or Twitter! Also, the title comes from the Steam Powered Giraffe song of the same name!

Rating: General Audiences

Ship: Mettaton EX x GN!Reader

Word Count: 891

Applicable Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Reader Is Not Frisk, Reader Has Anxiety (the anxiety isn't specified, it's more open-ended for the reader to project onto), Self-Worth Issues, Self-Esteem Issues, Meditation, Sleep, Crying, Fluff, Established Relationship, Pet Names, POV Second Person, Not Beta Read

You lie awake in bed next to your android boyfriend. He was already powered into sleep mode for the night, as his LED eye displays were dimmed and his tail-like charging cord plugged into the nearby wall. You look at him for a moment before turning to the pink canopy of the bed above you, starting at the shadows in the fabric formed by the lights from outside your shared penthouse apartment. The darkness warped, presenting visual manifestations of the problems keeping you from sleep.

Yes, you knew Mettaton had his worries, but as the Underground’s biggest star now on the surface, he had much more significant concerns compared to yours. Tour dates, filming, recording sessions, the list goes on. Yours are small compared to his. Insignificant. Human. You feel your stress tug your eyelids open, preventing your “beauty rest,” as your boyfriend lovingly called it. As you shift once more and pull the satin sheets closer to you, you hear a familiar boot-up sound and fans whirring to life. Oh shit. Your tossing and turning set off Mettaton’s motion detection, a vestigial feature not yet removed since his purpose was changed.

“D-darling, is something the matter?” The robot’s voice glitches momentarily, his now-illuminated pink eyes looking at you with concern.

“Y-yeah! I must’ve rolled over too far,” you nervously chuckle. “I didn’t mean to wake you, babe. Get some rest, as neither of us wants you low on battery tomorrow.”

Mettaton purses his lips, not taking no for an answer. “Darling, look at me.” His tone sharpens when you curl up tighter with your back facing him. “Look. At. Me.” With a resigned sigh, you turn to face him. “Oh, beautiful,” he sighs, cupping your cheek with his gloved hand, his thumb circling below the dark bags and worry lines underneath your eyes. “How much sleep have you been getting lately?”

You mumble your response, prompting your boyfriend to look at you sternly. “Usually only two hours a night, especially when you’re not here,” you fess up.

You can see the guilt hit your boyfriend, causing you to quickly run your hand through his synthetic hair and reassure him. “It’s not because of you, I promise!”

“But why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Despite being the biggest celebrity of the century, Mettaton still immensely cares for you. You’re his star, his world, his everything. Seeing you suffer makes his SOUL feel like shattering.

You inhale deeply. “I-” you quickly correct yourself. “It just feels all so unimportant compared to you. I mean, you’ve got so much amazing stuff going on right now. And with me, it’s just…” You hesitate momentarily, unsure if you want to continue, until you see Mettaton nod with understanding and compassion. Soon, your words flow out of you, every insecurity and doubt leaving your lips. Tears begin to fall from your eyes, leaving small damp spots on the pillowcase you rested on. Mettaton extends his arm in back of him to pass you a tissue box, the lotion-infused tissues a welcome relief for your sore eyes.

“Did that help you feel better, sweetheart?” You nod, and Mettaton presses a soft kiss to your forehead. “Good. Now, I want you to listen to me very closely.” You nod, and the robot cups your cheeks once more. “You will never, ever be inconsequential to me, darling. You mean so much, not just to me but to everyone around you! Don’t ever feel like you don’t matter, or whatever you’re going through doesn’t matter, either. I care, we care.” He kisses you on the lips this time. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” you murmur back, held tight in his embrace.

After a few moments, Mettaton lets go. “Do you think you’ll be able to sleep now, darling?”

You let out another breathy, anxious chuckle. “Probably not, to be honest. It’s alright, though. I’ll make it up tomorrow during the day.”

“There has to be something we can do, sweetheart.” Mettaton’s pupils shift from his usual hearts into turning gears before changing to a lightbulb emoticon. “Hey! It’s not technically released yet, but Blooky and Alphys were working on music to benefit monsters and humans!” He shoots you one of his signature grins. “Co-produced by yours truly, of course!” Mettaton finds the demo CD in the nightstand drawer, preparing to play it from his speakers. “How would you like to be our first test subject?” His eyes sparkle with encouragement, and you just can’t say no to him.

The robot pats the bed, motioning for you to lie down. He loads the CD into one of the slots built into his EX form, his other hand drifting down to hold yours. The ambient tones soon lull you into a reverie, with the faint sounds of rushing water mixed into the track. It’s an obvious callback to the family of ghostly cousins’ original abode, but it soothes your mind as your anxieties flow away. As you close your eyes, you feel the sensation of the water surrounding you, floating through space and time and easing your body and mind. Mettaton’s hand is a tether to the physical world, keeping you grounded as your mind drifts away peacefully. Although they were once wide and bloodshot, your eyes become heavy and worn as you finally sail away into a restful sleep.

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rarityroo · 10 days

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I think your writing's really neat n notice you have undertale as an option,, so if i may! Underfell Mettaton x kind Reader with whatever you are comfortable writing it as mayhaps...

Main thoughts i can bring out is maybe UF mettaton is havin a day(negative) and Reader ends up finding him and startin a chat up, and being someone genuinely nice, ends up tryna cheer him up because they can relate to being disliked by most people or smthn

Sorry if buggin !! Your writing is very neat !

Backstage blues

(Mettaton x Gn!monster!reader)

Hi!! You have no clue how ecstatic I was to do this request! Firstly thank you for all the lovely compliments and please never feel like you’re bothering me by requesting, it’s literally the only thing that makes me motivated to write. The reader is a monster and GN because it wasn’t specified hope that’s okay, also petnames are used but not a lot. Thank you for being my first Undertale request, Enjoy!!

Kill or be killed was the rule here, You hated it, you never liked how the acceptance of cruelty and being evil came so easily to most here. As long as you lived in the underground you never fit into the norms of being cruel and killing for your own personal benefit. That made life exceptionally difficult because often you were persecuted for your ways but you never minded much, you were kind and were always willing to forgive someone.

Thankfully you didn't have to worry too much about having people bother you at your job. You worked as Mettatons assistant, often sticking by him, because when you were with him, monsters didn't bother you at risk of making the feared robot angry.

Despite the way Mettaton acts he was mostly kind to you, he wouldn't go out of his way but he certainly had his moments.

Today, however, was different. Today, the weight of the whole underground bore down upon Mettaton's metallic shoulders, at least that's how he felt, his usually bold yet mischievous front dulled by the shadows of distress. Mettaton had been acting off all day, his change in demeanor was concerning at first you had brushed it off as a minor mood swing but as the day continued you noticed he stayed the same. You had to check up on him, he was still your friend despite having moments where he was less than kind to you.

As you approached, concern etched upon your features, you found him nestled in the solitude of his dressing room, a solitary figure amidst the disorder of his own thoughts.

"Hey there, you okay Metta?" you asked softly, your voice gentle in the oppressive silence. He didn't even have the strength to look at you. Poor thing. "Rough day, huh?" You leaned against the door.

Mettaton's response was a weary sigh, the weight of his responsibilities evident in the slump of his shoulders. "You could say that, darling," he replied, his tone laced with a hint of tiredness. "Sometimes, I just- I just” He starts exasperated “What good is it to be one of the 'Biggest Stars in the Underground' if everyone hates your guts? I didn't ask for everyone to see me differently once I became a star, I mean I did but still." You nodded understandingly, empathy in your gaze as you took a seat beside him, offering a comforting hand amid the squall of his emotions. "I know how that feels," you admitted, your voice tinged with a vulnerability that mirrored his own, vulnerability was a dangerous thing to show in the Underground but here, with him, you felt secure. "To be judged for being yourself, to be ostracized for showing a side of you in a world that values power above all else, sometimes, it feels like the whole world is against you, doesn't it? I might not understand you to the fullest but I still get it, y'know?" You tried so hard to relate so he didn't feel alone, nobody deserves to feel that way especially him.

A flicker of surprise crossed Mettaton's features, his gaze softening as he regarded you with newfound clarity. You despite everything, were still so sweet. "You understand," he murmured a note of disbelief in his words. "In a world consumed by cruelty, you remain one of the kindest people I know."

Mettaton's metallic fingers clenched around the edges of his makeup mirror, his reflection a distorted echo of him. Your words, though simple, resonated so deeply within him, uncovering emotions long buried beneath the layers of how he acted versus who he was hiding.

"You're right, darling," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "Y'know" He takes a deep breath followed by a sour chuckle, "You, your kindness has been the only constant in my life. I used to think you were just following me and being nice out of fear but you are a rare and precious gift."

A tear glistened in the corner of his eye, betraying the vulnerability he had long sought to conceal. For so long, he had hidden behind the stunning facade of Mettaton, the star of the Underground, but now, in the quiet intimacy of his dressing room, he could no longer deny the truth that lay beneath the glittering surface. With a trembling hand, he reached out to you, his touch tentative yet desperate, seeking solace in the warmth of your presence. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "Thank you for seeing me, not as a killer celebrity, but as Mettaton the monster, flawed and fragile, just like everyone else."

You offered him a gentle smile, a silent reassurance that you were here, by him, unwavering in your support.

At that moment, as the weight of everything around him boar so very heavy on his weary shoulders, he had someone who understood him, flaws and all.

Together, you sat in comfortable silence, in the dimly lit confines of his dressing room, where shadows danced with the flickering lights, the bond forged between you two despite your very different lives grew, a testament to the enduring power of LOVE and kindness in a world consumed by depravity.

For in the end, Mettaton truly learned that it was not the fame or fortune that defined him, not the way he could impress others by cruel and senseis acts of violence but the connections with those who saw beyond the glittering facade to the monster beneath.

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viviannesmonster · 1 year

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Mettaton NSFW Headcanons

😳

WOAH

OKAY I CAN TRY

Mettaton x GN! Reader

NSFW

❤️

He's big he's as big as you want him to be because he is a robot and can adjust his size

Just because he can't cum doesn't mean you can't

His version of "cumming" is basically his body being so overheated that it shuts down. This also means that whatever hole his dick is in is going to get really warm (I'm so sorry)

So guess what, during sex, it's going to strictly on whatever you want. Because seeing you act so desperately for him makes his gears turn faster

Especially when you call him by name

Honestly though, he's a little bit of a horndog because just looking at you will make his system heat up

He still has boundaries though, don't abuse this opportunity

Seeing as he can't exactly feel anything, he's not going to be very loud. But if Alphys added some sensors-

Lipstick marks, all over your body

He resorts to aftercare as soon as he wakes up again, because once he "cums" his system shuts off for a good two or three hours to cool itself down. However, if you put him in a freezer or something for about ten minutes, he'll wake up but he won't be very happy with you for putting him in an ice box

Aftercare is a must! And he feels awful about the fact that you have to wait a while before you get any sort of treatment.

The same thing about aftercare, it's about you

THERE YOU GO 🫠

Thanks for the request

#undertale #mettaton #smut #help me #headcanons

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musicblocks · 2 years

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Master list

Created:8/28/22

Last updated:12/6/23

new fandoms added:undertale

Request/rules page: x reader requests im doing

my wattpad account: 911eddievr

sunflower request page/masterlist

total works:6

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