Fics like Gender is a Construct But This Construct is Not Gendered

We had (somehow) survived GrayCris. There was just one problem. My humans kept calling me he now. I didn’t know what to make of this. It made me feel like they weren’t quite seeing me. Like at the beginning of the survey, when I first saved Bharadwaj and they started acting all team-y around me. But from the way they had talked, it was clear they didn’t understand what a SecUnit was. Instead, it was like I was their pet bot. It wasn’t until I blew LeeBeeBee’s head off that they realized they had been trying to befriend a murderbot. They saw me for what I was; a killing machine. When they said he, I hated it. It made my organics flinch. My performance reliability dropped a percentage each time. And it felt like the pet bot incident all over again; like they weren’t seeing me, but what they wanted to see. I didn’t want to be their pet bot, but I didn’t want to have to act like I was human either. Especially not some human man. Is that how they saw me? Is that what I would have to be now on Preservation? -- In which Murderbot struggles with stupid human assumptions about gender, has a heart-to-heart with its favorite human, and submits to the mortifying ordeal of being known.

Fics like Gender is a Construct But This Construct is Not Gendered

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