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shepscapades · 6 days
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[dbhc flavored] Hermit a Day May: Day 14 — Doc!
Featuring both a current-day s10 doc and a verrry early s8 post-deviant doc! :]
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ghouljams · 21 days
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ik you described android!ghost's cock to be like a human one but him having a cock like this one...... 🤤💦💦💦💦
https://twitter.com/robots_and_lace/status/1246647460161781760?s=21
Oh my...
Ghost has basically a human "suit" that he wears because it makes him feel more comfortable, but mechanically speaking it's really just a synthetic cover to hide his electronics. He has seams and plates that aren't covered by it, and he's a big boy. A behemoth of an android. Usually they're more lithe, more spartan in their construction and programming. They're specialized machines. Ghost is... an anomaly. He's big and armored and the synthetic skin doesn't hide what he is, because he makes no move to hide the smooth, cold, screen of his helmet-like face. He doesn't hide that he's not a man any more.
That doesn't mean that once you install his new hardware he doesn't have a man's urges. His thick, unyielding, fingers rub over your dripping cunt, synthetic come aiding in the slick slide of the digits. The warmth of his skin does little to hide the hard metal beneath it, but it doesn't stop Ghost from letting out a hiss when you clench around them. His cock drips against your chest as he pushes come back into your cunt. Poor pretty thing, you have to learn to keep it all in or he'll plug you. Tape your pretty pussy closed so you can feel the weight of the come he's pumped you full of all day.
Your fingers leave prints over his face plate, the gentle oil of your skin and sweat smearing over the dark glass. You do your best to stroke his cock, careful of the exposed metal, the smooth retractable plates, as you move your fingers over him. He likes this new model, likes the way it drags at your cunt, rubbing you at every angle and making you sob out your pleasure. He can almost feel your puffy cunt reshaping itself to take him, can feel the silhouette of himself as he fingers you. Yeah, he likes this model. Not as human, but not skimping on what he really wants either. Anything to drive you into the cock drunk stupor he currently finds you in.
"I can't come again," You whine, try to push at his hands. As if you could ever have the strength needed to move him. Especially not when he can tough you like this.
"You can," He assures you, "you're going to."
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celialowenthal · 12 days
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hesitation
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ylieke · 5 months
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A fragment of a quite compex illustraion for a wild sci-fi silmarillion AU, which I was not able to finish.. May be some day~
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vacantfields · 3 months
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Things Are Better AU MASTER POST!
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Tags used: Things Are Better AU | TAB AU | TAB AU Answers | TAB AU Writing | TAB AU Sun | TAB AU Moon | TAB AU Eclipse |
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/vacantfields
TAB AU: Singing Voices Spotify Playlist
YOU ARE ALLOWED TO: Draw, Write, etc with these guys! (ASK ABOUT NSFW !)(AND remember to credit me!!)
(I will attempt to use the tags as best as i can!! Do also note that things can change in this AU but this is the best place you can go look honestly)
[ In this AU, Sun, Eclipse, and Moon have gotten new bodies, some that are way more humanoid. Technically, they are not animatronics anymore, but the Pizzaplex they live at still deems them as such! They are also all separated; most importantly, THEY ARE NOT BROTHERS. They are best friends! (Sun and Moon, however, seem closer than that.) ]
[ It is set in the 20XX! The date doesn't matter. ]
[ The Location of this thriving Pizzaplex is in the heart of a big city, and the rest of the animatronics have gotten slight upgrades but have remained the same. Sun and Moon still run the Daycare. Eclipse stands as the security guard for the Daycare (Moon also still goes on patrols, as well). They live in the Daycare too! The layout is (sorta) the same as the original Pizzaplex. The boys can leave the place, but they must tell their handler or whoever runs the place how long they will be gone. The virus from the game is not here, BUT a virus is in this! It's highly aggressive and should be avoided at all costs. Moon used to have a virus, but most got removed from him when they moved into these bodies, although some of the virus remains in his code. Eclipse has a different virus embedded in him, and he cannot remember how he acted before; it basically wiped his personality, so now he's somewhat unpredictable. ]
They have humanoid/android bodies
The original body along with their personality chips were created in the middle of the 90s
Moon got his virus in 95 or so but they couldn't fully remove it as they would have to reset him and thats a chore plus it wasn't too dangerous so they moved the guys into separate bodies and it fixed most of it
the story is set in 20XX
The location is in a big city
They have been in the new bodies for around 5 years
The fire, gregory, etc. Did not happen here!
The virus Eclipse was made by some people who wanted to use the animatronics to attack people and make sure that fazbear would shut down
They are not the same guys from the game BUT they do act a lot like them! (kinda)
They used to share a body (Eclipse just being a security setting in them)
Moon has remains of a violent virus
Eclipse has the virus embedded in his code
Eclipse cannot remember who he was before the virus
The virus is not sentient... OR... Is it?
Despite not having the virus, Sun is not handling being alone in his head. His unstable and unused security program snaps in when he has breakdowns and makes his head think it's Moon talking to him.
Sun was the first personality chip then it was Moon and then Eclipse
Other facts
The virus does NOT like the color red on bodies. (Do not wear a red shirt or anything alike that around Eclipse he will attack and KILL.)(Though if they care about you he will hold back from mauling)
They cannot eat BUT! They can taste things!
Their face plates can still spin
They can still use the wire to "fly" around if they wish
They have a secondary voice box that they use for when they talk with people outside of the Daycare/or go out!
In the Daycare they use the "Canon" voice
They can also perform at "Adult Nights" at the pizzaplex, which consists of them singing on stage while the adults drink and so on.
Moon is the only one who actively performs so you can catch him in the evenings on stage!
They are all very flexible... And they can dance (;
They can also talk with each other through a shared headspace (like a group chat)
The old body is stored somewhere in the plex
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⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊ SUN ⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊
He/They/We | 8'5" / 256cm | Daycare Attendant
[ Sun is a happy go lucky guy who hides a lot of his other emotions and sometimes they tumble in! He gets angry, he gets sassy, he gets upset, etc. !! ]
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Secondary Voice (singing):
Without A Whisper | Sleepless Deathbed | Reverie
(Invent Animate)
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⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ MOON ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆
He/They/We | 8'5" / 256cm | Naptime Attendant / Performer
[ Moon is your day to day gremlin. Crawling up walls and spider-walking across the floor in the darkness. Though he does easily get flustered if youre close enough to him! ]
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Secondary Voice (singing):
Secret Scream | That Death Cannot Touch | No Accusations
(The Black Queen)
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☾✴ ๋࣭ ⭑ ECLIPSE ☾✴ ๋࣭ ⭑
He/They/We | 9'4" / 284cm | Security for the Daycare
[ Eclipse is a wild card. You never know if you can trust what comes out of his mouth but he seems docile for now ]
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Secondary Voice (singing):
Broken Inside | Forevermore | Clouded Son
(Broken Iris)
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(Hopefully this made some sort of sense... I will probably edit here and there but (: !!)
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reds-skull · 2 months
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I am thinking about yet another AU
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vinnystaysawake · 1 year
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HAL 9000 and AM
From 2001: ASO and I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream.
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wulvercazz · 6 months
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🌧️Memories🌧️
part 3 is hereee, this one is a bit longer too :>c Next part will be a written-only update, btw!
Previous~
Even after weeks of working so close to Grimmjow every night, listening to him complain about how much he touches him, hearing his taunts and questioning his skills, he still can't properly wrap his head around how easy it is to fall into conversation with it. Him - he supposes. He's gotten startled several times now, in the middle of the night when he works on trying to put Grimmjow back together, when he's met by the icey, robotic cyan of his optic sensors instead of actual human eyes.
But he tries not to think too much about it. The least he needs right now are life-altering revelations- Grimmjow's creator is simply a genius who created an impecable code, that's all. Nothing about the silent pondering behind his synthetic face can be human, even if something in his gut churns everytime he denies it.
His uncanny valley reaction is just dusty from all this time of working around their fabricated faces.
None of them look quite like Grimmjow, though, now that he's mostly put together what parts of his body he could bring with him, he's... not as nightmarish to look at (or listen to) anymore. Perhaps even handsome, with that nasty gash in his right cheek-jaw faceplate and all.
But this is only superficial handiwork. Sure, the gross mess of cable-guts is now nicely rearranged and set back along his metallic spine; even while the materials he used clash with the clean cyan and metal and white of his creator's masterpiece, and the jagged ripped edges of the synthetic meat-gel are shaved down to a clean cut. The disfigured nub that hanged from his left shoulder removed completely, and the inside is still but a barren puzzle. He's missing too many pieces.
Grimmjow can lift himself, barely, holding his weight in his sole standing limb; serving him more like a stiff table leg than an actual arm. He can control his face well enough to mock him all along. But the rest of him sits frozen in his work table, and he's even more confused by his insides than he was about his outside - no one works with technology such as this, no one worries about innovative mechanisms looking human. He's almost tempted to give his old man a call and ask for his medical expertice to help.
Every time he sighs in frustration, Grimmjow's eye attempts to twitch harder in annoyance; his surprised the thing hasn't popped out it's socket.
"Why do you care at all?" He asks, again, for the thousandth time this week. Each time he asks, Grimmjow sounds more and more just as frustrated as he does. And every time Ichigo doesn't know what to answer, but bouncing ideas off someone has always helped him get unstuck.
"Whoever... built you..." he says it almost tentatively, like Grimmjow isn't aware he's not human, "had clearly a much more advanced understanding of androids than me. More advanced even than pretty much anyone who's made android fabrication their life work... but the technology is so..." organic, he wants to say, instead, he lets his words die with a sigh. "I don't think I can fix you without their help."
"Then don't." Grimmjow grumbles, like its the obvious answer.
"But- it's-- you are-" Ichigo's not even sure why he's arguing with him, but somehow the idea of stopping now is... "it doesn't seem right."
Grimmjow stares blankly at him, but he can tell the android's judging him with every bit of elctronic fiber in his being.
Stubborness sets on his brow. --
He should've done this sooner. Ichigo hides under his crusty old parka and uses the dim light of his work glasses to skim every sticky corner of the alley he found Grimmjow in. It's a long shot, if it's even here at all; it's been weeks and he didn't see it at all the night he brought him over... but then, it was dark then too. He's more and more thankful for his work gloves with every sopping wet piece of trash he lifts off the ground; more thankful to his ratty parka when the rain just grows heavier and heavier, enough that even the layers of lit up buildings and roads can't stop all of it from licking his face and sopping wet ankles.
There's still pieces of broken metal everywhere, broken white plates of fake musculature accumulating water and dirt in their crevices, lumps of what he hopes is mushed up stinky trash littering every cranny. He swallows back the urge to vomit and lifts up another water-soft piece of cardboard, and he almost pukes anyway when he sees the core, caked in more lumpy trash. He's not sure if it's an excited or a disgusted nausea, but at least he can go back home. Victorious, for once.
"You sure to do this you gotta get all up on my business?" Grimmjow asks above him the next night; Ichigo's got the dry, clean, memory core in one hand as he feels for the correct bits and pieces to press on on the back of the large port in his middle.
"How else will I reconnect your memory core?" He barely mutters, too concentrated on getting the thing to fit porperly; too focused on work, even though this is technically a side project, because finally something is moving forward. "Just stay still already." He shots right after when Grimmjow fidgets again in his spot.
He looks up, only for a second, when Grimmjow doesn't retaliate with another insult or jibe; his glowing eyes are looking away, and his hand suddenly feels hyper aware of how 'in his business' it really is. If he were human... and, fuck, he really needs to stop making this idiotic comparisons... he'd almost expect to catch Grimmjow blushing.
He stops thinking altogether, because shame is simply impossible in a droid, and instead keeps his mind on track with work; "you'll get back full access to your memories as soon as this clicks in place, alright? So... take it easy, I don't need you bursting something because we overloaded it with information."
"Just do it."
Ichigo waits for just half a breath, and with a soft click the core is inside, lighting up in the same bright cyan as the rest of him to signal it's successful reconnection.
Grimmjow's face goes blank, and for a second such an android-like expression worries him. His eyes more devoid of emotion even than when he slept, half torn apart; the light in his eyes glitching sickeningly like they're looking through at inhuman speed. And then... nothing. Grimmjow's eyes fall closed and so does the light in his body extinguish all across.
"Grimmjow...?" He barely mumbles. Grimmjow's lights turn right back up and his eyes open wildly, what little he can move of his body jolting in place like he's fighting back something. Ichigo's barely had time to stumble back to safety when present time returns to the android. The way he looks at Ichigo is only different in the way he seems to look with even more understanding in his eyes, and that alone would be more worrying if only he wasn't so concerned at the time.
"Professor Jaegerjaquez will not be helping you.. or anyone." He says in the most robotic voice he's ever heard from him, suddenly appropriate enough that it feels like he's reading from a script, and Ichigo doesn't even get the chance to ask him to elaborate because Grimmjow's chillingly human voice comes back to say; "I watched him die."
Next~
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arcxus-of-altihex · 29 days
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Robot space cowboy ✨️🤠 he's a bit of a pilot too (geoscience pilot turned cowboy after 50 years lost???) so I figure he could keep his jacket xD
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miratho · 5 months
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Ah I forgot we can post these now!
My piece for the Batfam AU Zine! Leftovers can still be found [HERE]
I fucking love robots
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android!Robin has several technical problems, the most important ones having to do with her memory card, battery and motor skills.
Androids are supposed to have perfect photographic memory, but Robin's memory is poor even by human standards. She tends to forget where she left her keys, what she was going to do when walking into a room, etc. She forgets her schedule all the time, as well as Nancy's, and can't remember a recipe to save her life. Dustin and Suzie say it's a problem with the connections needed to access her memory card, rather than with the memory card itself. It's fixeable, but extremely difficult and expensive. Robin wants to get this fixed and she's working hard to pay for it - she doesn't want to be an inconvenience. Nancy will support her decision, but she really isn't bothered by Robin's poor memory. She just hopes she's doing it for herself and not to make herself "easier to handle" for other people (she's been told that's what her worth was based on her entire life).
She's only had one memory card her entire life (as far as she knows). Nancy's greatest fear is Robin hitting her head and it breaking. One could potentially take out the memory card and delete it or install a new one - that is Robin's greatest fear.
At one point, her connections get so bad there will be days in which she can't remember Nancy at all, or what her own name is. She'll act almost like a normal android those days - following orders, not speaking unless necessary, not expressing emotion unless instructed to, etc, though her poor motor skills, battery problems and bad memory will make it difficult. It freaks Nancy out every time, and she always tries to get her to snap out of it as if she were human, before accepting that love can't solve this problem, and calling Dustin and Suzie to fix it. She'll pay any price if it means having her Robin back.
Robin lets herself be turned off without complaint, without even the terrified shudder Nancy used to feel when she forcibly did it during their first weeks together. Robin's docile obedience as she let Nancy do this to her, and the way her body went limp in Nancy's arms, never failed to bring Nancy to tears.
It would take days for Dustin and Suzie to fix some of Robin's problems. This one took between one and two weeks. Longest it ever got was 16 days. During that time, Robin would lay lifeless on their workshop's table, her battery sitting somewhere else to prevent her from turning on automatically. Dustin insisted that he and his lady (as he called Suzie) worked best when their kingdom (their workshop) was untouched by foreign hands, so Nancy wasn't always welcome to visit Robin in that state. Nancy was relentless, though, and she usually managed to convince him to let her in for a few minutes. He thinks it's pointless - it's not like Robin can feel her there. She can't even dream. It doesn't change anything. In fact, he worries Nancy will be more disturbed than comforted, because Robin's entire skull, neck and spine will be exposed - only it's not bones and flesh inside, but metal and plastic circuits, plates, chips, wires and pistons. He's careful to at least put her face back in place when Nancy visits. He expects her to be taken aback by the sight, but instead, Nancy's eyes are full of so much worry and care and adoration as she observes Robin's lifeless body. She doesn't dare touch her - she doesn't want to hurt her. But she misses her so deeply.
When it's all finished, Nancy takes her back home with the utmost care and tucks her into bed. She waits by her side until she turns back on, and softly talks to her, asks her how she's feeling, brings her some water and asks her questions, to see if she's back to normal. Because it's all recorded in her memory card, Robin can remember everything - can remember the time she spent not knowing who she is, thought she can't remember if she was self-aware during those episodes. Whenever she wakes up, she's just happy to see Nancy, and wants hugs and cuddles from her, but she begins to cry out of fear as she tries to remember the details of not being. Nancy holds her every time, asks her if she wants to watch cartoons or if she wants her to read a book for her, to keep her from spiraling. She hates seeing Robin look so small and scared, but she also knows she's not scared of anything Nancy can protect her from. The horrors haunting her come from her own mind and her own nature.
(Dustin and Suzie make a copy of Robin's memory card and give it to her, just in case).
Dustin and Suzie take care of any fixes Robin needs. They're much nicer than any other technician at the previous repair shops she's been to. The most usual fixes have to do with weakness and stiffness in her knees and hips, especially on her right leg (it got broken pretty badly during a beating by her last owner - Billy Hargrove. He wanted to make her unable to walk. The person his father sold her to next did a poor job fixing her). These fixes are usually quite simple and take very little time. She will refuse to see them, though, until she reaches her breaking point when she struggles to stand up, or when she suddenly falls to the ground. It always worries Nancy to death - she's terrified of Robin hitting herself and suffering even more damage. It always takes some convincing for Nancy to get her in her car and on their way to Dustin's workshop. Sometimes, the fix will be so simple they don't even need to turn her off. Nancy holds her hand during these.
The third big problem is her battery. Thankfully, her battery is detachable and easily replaceable. They only had a mayor issue with it once, and they had to order a new one. Robin's model is rare enough that it took over a week to get there. During that time, they installed solar pannels in the balcony and Robin had to be connected to them with long, thick cables that stretched all around the apartment. It was more amusing than anything else, having to step around the cables and make sure none of them got accidentally disconnected. Cloudy days made her pretty much useless and had her lying in bed watching cartoons all day. She was completely turned off after sunset and she was up by sunrise. Needless to say, she couldn't leave the apartment for the week and had to call in sick to work.
Good thing was, though, that the new battery worked much better than the previous one. It lasted much longer. Nancy had only seen her this excited a few other times. The way she kicked her bedroom door down with a wide smile on her face as she yelled at her to come to the kitchen just made Nancy smile with adoration. Robin showed her the box in her hands - she was shaking with excitement - and asked Nancy to help her install it. She turned herself off and Nancy did the rest - disconnected cables, take out old battery, install new one. When she turned Robin back on, she was more full of life and energy than she'd ever seen her be. Free from her cables, she immediately grabbed Nancy's hands and dragged her outside - the sun was shining and she wanted to run around in the park, to roll on the grass and count the cloud and photosynthesize with a good book in her hand. To Nancy, she looked like a puppy, or a happy little bird just released from its cage. She could never say no to her, they would spend the entire day outside if Robin wanted to.
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yanban-san · 1 year
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jajaja you get Yandroids again
I had an idea for them having a comic book series so I did a cover illustration based off an old Batman & Robin comic book cover- Enjoy!
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cupcakeshakesnake · 1 year
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He deserved it.
Chell watched the pride and ego slowly drain from the man’s eyes over time. He still glared, but in the glare came to be a sort of anxiousness that wasn’t there before. Dare she call it fear?
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electricphantasy · 21 days
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What if I made an infection au for my A.I. boys? I've just been thinking about writing lately, and it's a fun idea! 「(゚ペ)
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coldrising · 9 months
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anthro au of the main trio (9S is an arctic hare, 2B a canadian lynx, and A2 an arctic wolf)
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vacantfields · 1 month
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A silly AU of Sun being together with this big hunk of metal named Khronos..... two suns....... what could possibly happen.......... Sun belongs to me!! (the little android) Khronos belongs to my pal @skitterplant <3
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