#robot caveman

[cavemanrobot]

[antimnemonic]

I promise you cannot predict what happens to these kids

[witchofthesouls]

Does Tarn ever find out any weird shit he's into with his nurse wife?

The fool finds out he's a tit-mech (or at least for yours), but because Tarn is Tarn, he can't be normal about it.

He's deeply confused by his own reaction. Mentally conflicted, but spike isn't. Even if you're just feeding a newspark or pumping to fill cubes.

(To his eternal shame, he needs a private moment to himself when he finds you on your break, nursing one of the newsparks in the medbay.)

Tarn takes covert looks at other chassises and feels nothing, yet gets injected with heat right down to the deepest struts around you.

He's scouring medical datapads over the mechanisms of your wells changing: the size increase, the warmth, the leakage, the increased sensitivity, and other physiological quirks as well as newspark nutrition by testing the sparkling fuel. Do you need more minerals and supplements? Is the color off?

[heart-star]

A parody of Spongebob's caveman & robot duo with Sonic characters.

[ptrawles]

And the finale! Hope you enjoy! Hoping to work on a comic featuring these two to get my comic legs up and going again! Let me know if that interests anyone.

[orpheusterminals]

Blueprint of Caveman Robot by Iason Ragnar Bellerophon

[goodshipskypirate]

What about the Messengers who has a crippling fear of people in hooded masks that covers their entire face? What then, hmmm?

[the-scungles-of-crungles]

actually scratch that last ask about i i dont fucking care, you clearly dont, because you think ai wil attain sentience. anyways blocked

Me and my future robot boyfriend are gonna hunt u for sport tbh

[juniper-clan]

HERONSTAR JUMPSCARE

the loner cat is special guest heronstar from @juniper-clan ! go check out his blog, he’s a fantastic artist and story teller ^^

[imagineversecomic]

They do say opposites attract...

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[cavemanrobot]

[redflagshipwriter]

Fast Car Chapter One (of four)

Masterpost

Danny hit the brakes hard and veered into a bicycle lane with a very Fenton sort of style and disregard for physics. He dodged the gunman in the carpool lane. He stuck his tongue out as he passed and then steered back into the right lane once he’d cleared the pedestrian. 

It turned out that Gotham rewarded the sort of drivers forged in the crucible of the Fenton tactical GAV, which was great. Jazz had gotten a job as a barista for her third year at Gotham U, so he had inherited the car that she had used as a delivery driver. She’d even somehow managed to pay the taxes on it despite the restraining orders that most government offices had on the Fenton family.

Jazz had been a pizza girl, but Danny wasn’t willing to work the late nights. He worked for three different rideshare companies. It was.. Well. It was a terrible way to make a living, if he was honest. It was wretched. But it worked! Until the car crapped out on him, this was a viable option to feed himself while he was enrolled full time at the university. He was available to drive early in the mornings and for a few peak hours on the weekends.

Danny brought an order of 17 coffees to a warehouse with serious ‘murders will happen here today’ vibes and whistled as he left. People in murder warehouses actually tipped pretty well. Worker solidarity or something. He left the early birds to enjoy their 3 am drinks and then idly checked the app to see if there was anyone else waiting for a ride or delivery. 

“Victor,” he read, and took a glance at the address. It was close! He snagged the request and turned on some bubblegum pop to enhance the ride over. 

He saw a man standing outside, haunting a storefront with metal shutters pulled down. Must be the guy! Danny pulled over, checked the app, and then furrowed his eyebrows. Huh. Seemed wrong. He fixed his face before he looked back over. 

In the app, Victor didn’t look especially young or fit. In person, he was easily over 6 feet tall and lugged a huge bulky bag like it weighed nothing. 

He also had a giant ugly motorcycle helmet with the vague impression of a caveman brow ridge built into it. Danny hid his judgmental thoughts and rolled down the window to chirp, “Hi! Victor?”

“That’s me.” Victor sounded like he was auditioning for the Deft Punks, electronics grinding out his voice to a silly robot autotune. Danny hid the way his lips wanted to tremble. You can’t laugh at clients. “Can I put this in the trunk?”

Danny hated that. “Go for it.” He opened the trunk with the button and hid his real thoughts. He didn’t like people using the trunk. Why not just put it in the backseat like a normal person? There was enough room for a person and a bag there.

‘Is there enough room for this guy, actually?’ Danny wondered, looking Victor up and down subtly. Were his shoulders padded or was he actually built like that? Bizarre. 

He had the sense that Victor was tense.

‘Ah., fuck. He caught me checking out his shoulders.’

Danny cleared his throat and whipped his face forwards again. “Normally I say to sit in the backseat, but I'm not sure that's enough room for your legs. Either is fine.” 

Victor took him up on the front seat option and readjusted the passenger seat back with a casual ease. 

Danny waited a moment.

Victor cocked his head at him.

“Seatbelt,” Danny prompted.

There was a long moment. Victor silently buckled his seatbelt. 

“Awesome.” Danny put on his turn signals and pulled out. He went slower than he preferred. He’d learned the hard way that most passengers didn’t like his driving. It was great for cutting time off when he was delivering food, but no good for nervous cargo like poor Victor here. The poor guy was so anxious that he kept his emotional support helmet on when a passenger in a car. 

Danny thoughtfully drove the speed limit and let Victor change music.

They didn’t have much to talk about. Danny didn’t mind much either way. He liked quiet rides and he liked chatting alright.

“Stop the car two blocks early,” Victor said. He pointed. “There’s fine.”

Obligingly Danny guided the car to a stop and shifted to park. He jumped out of the car. “I’ll grab your bag!” He called over his shoulder. He popped open the trunk and lifted Victor’s bag with a winning smile that said ‘I deserve a good tip.’

Victor had moved to the back of the car faster than Danny expected. He paused. He looked weirdly stiff. “Thanks.” He took the bag. “...Here’s your tip.”

“Have a wonderful day!” Danny said, pretending not to be interested in how much money it was. He waved Victor goodbye and pulled out. As soon as he was a block away he counted the bills. “Fuck yeah,” he hissed. Victor tipped like a crime boss. He stuffed them into his wallet and made a mental note of the account. He’d definitely try to accept requests from him in future.

He gave two more rides before he could go back to his shitty apartment and get ready for classes. Danny parked in the little underground garage near his place where he paid a monthly fee and jogged to his place. He got his bag and left on foot.

He had a pretty normal day. The only hiccup was that it was kind of hard to focus on his lectures when he could faintly hear what had to be every TV on campus playing the same news bulletin. Danny did his best to block it out, grimacing. Having advanced senses really sucked sometimes. If he heard the breaking news jingle one more time, he might cry. 

By the time he was free he felt pushed to his limit. He went back to his place and turned off all his electronics for some peace of mind. 

The next morning felt better. He turned on the tab that said he was available for work at 3 am and ended up bringing a huge delivery of breakfast materials to the same police station that he’d left Victor at yesterday. Danny hummed as he jogged up the concrete steps with three bulging bags of baked goods and coffee grounds. He handed them to a weary-eyed receptionist and accepted his tip without looking at it. He considered cracking a joke about them being busy and decided it was better not to.

He was still an illegal entity, after all. His parents were covering for him, but scrutiny was not his friend. He didn’t want any interaction with the police or the rogue band of detective freakazoids that ran this crime town.

Back in the car, he checked his tip. Danny clicked his tongue and made a disgusted sound. He hated cops. Cheap! There was nothing worse than being cheap.

His next customer tried to rob him at gunpoint as soon as he got in the car. Danny wrestled the gun away from him and ate it while the guy watched. “Just try and report me to the app,” Danny sneered between crunches of metal. It tasted like shit and the guy probably hadn’t washed his hands, so like, yuck. But it was a choice he was making for the intimidation factor, not because it was yummy.

‘Bet my iron intake is good now.’ Danny held out his hand. “My tip,” he said, and did not unlock the car door until the shaking wannabe carjacker had given him three dollars American money. Hell yeah. “Have a good morning.”

He went into the app and canceled the ride. There was another request waiting, so he drove to it. It wasn’t the name that the app’s request had shown, but- “Good morning, Victor!” Danny waved. “Call from a friend’s app this time?”

Victor stared at him dumbly. At least, that was Danny’s best guess of what was going on inside the helmet. “Yes.” He eventually said.

Cool, cool. Very weird. But he was an ok guy and he tipped well. “Hop in,” Danny said, and unlocked the car.

[ki-kink]

I got a strange package today. It was a box with a single thing inside, a big button labeled "Surprise!". Should I press it? I am kinda curious what this is all about

Hey. You. Yeah, Mr. Fancy-Pants. What the hell were you thinkin’, pressin’ that weird-ass button, huh? I mean, seriously—thing looked like it came outta a spaceship or somethin’. But nah, you just had to poke it. And boom—next thing we know, world goes full blender mode. Everything starts spinnin’, flashin’—like the damn universe just coughed you outta your little glass tower.

Your shiny-ass office? Gone. That chair that looked like a robot made it? Toast. Now you're sittin' on a pile of bricks, sweatin’ bullets, sun burnin’ the back of your neck, and someone’s jackhammerin’ your soul into the pavement. Welcome to the real world, buddy.

And look at you. That tailored suit? History. Now you’re rockin’ some beat-up jeans, boots that smell like wet dog, and a hi-vis vest covered in god-knows-what. And your arms? Dude, those ain’t office arms. That’s rebar-tossin’, beer-can-crushin’ muscle you got now. Lookin’ like you been deadliftin’ bulldozers since birth.

And that box? Oh man, that shiny little box you brought in like it held the meaning of life? That thing’s a freakin’ lunchbox now. Rusty hinges, dented lid, smellin’ like salami. And you—you—you’re sittin’ there rippin' into sandwiches like a damn caveman on cheat day. No napkins, no talkin’—just straight grrr munch slop. Got mustard on your chin and bread in your hair, and you don’t even care.

But here’s the wild part, man… you look happy. Like deep-down, stupid-grin, don’t-give-a-damn kinda happy. Like that button didn’t ruin your life—it fixed it. Maybe you ain’t some big-shot boss anymore. But you? You look free, man.

[the-sassy-composer]

Really tired of streaming services making absolute banger animated TV shows for adults, never advertising them, then canceling then because no one watches them, so I'm taking it upon myself to share some of the ones I've watched recently with the hope other people will hear about them for the first time and give them a shot.

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Blue Eye Samurai

"A master of the sword lives life in disguise while seeking revenge in Edo-period Japan."

Probably one of my favorite animated shows of all time. Mizu, arguably one of the best sword masters in this time period, goes on a quest to eliminate four white men living in Japan, one of which is Mizu's father. The show focuses heavily on how factors outside of your control, such as race and gender, impact how others view you and how you view yourself.

Watch if you are a fan of: Complicated characters/relationships, revenge quests, gore, complicated relationships with gender and race, and absolute badass characters.

Where to Watch: Netflix

Undone

"After 28-year-old Alma nearly dies in a car accident, she finds that she has a new relationship with time; she develops this newfound relationship to find out the truth about her father's death."

Undone focuses on difficult relationships with family, including how your parents can have profound effects on you even after they're gone, and how to deal with grief. That, plus the added chaos of being able to travel through time.

Watch if you are a fan of: character studies, shows dealing with grief, time travel, trying to rewrite fate.

Where to watch: Prime

Scavengers Reign

"The crew of a damaged deep space freighter are stranded on a beautiful but dangerous planet."

A mix between sci-fi and horror, this show focuses on the crew of a crashed spaceship. Each (living) crew member of the ship escaped in pods, scattering them across the planet. They must fight to survive and make their way back to their ship on a planet featuring some of the most fucked up creatures I've ever seen.

Watch if you like: sci-fi, isolationist horror, body horror, creature features

Where to watch: At the moment, Max. As of May 31st, Netflix. Max canceled the show (even though it has a 100% rating 🙃). Netflix may make a season 2 depending on how many people watch it in the first few weeks after it comes to Netflix.

Harley Quinn

"The newly single Harley Quinn sets off to make it on her own as the criminal queenpin in Gotham City."

Honestly I was feeling a bit burnt out on super hero shows, but this one felt like a breath of fresh air. It follows Harley as steps out from the shadow of the Joker, no longer being one of his henchmen and struggling to find her identity as a single, independent villain.

Watch if you like: Superhero/villain shows, stories that focus on blurred lines instead of a clear distinction between good and evil.

Where to Watch: Max

Primal

"At the dawn of evolution, a caveman and a dinosaur on the brink of extinction bond over unfortunate tragedies and become each other's only hope of survival in a treacherous world."

This show is super unique in that there's basically no dialogue, but it still finds a way to display an absolutely gutwrenching relationship between two parents of different species going through shared grief.

Watch if you like: Brutality, heavily visual story telling, prehistoric stories, and tales of overcoming.

Where to Watch: Hulu

Love Death and Robots

"This collection of animated short stories spans several genres, including science fiction, fantasy, horror and comedy. World-class animation creators bring captivating stories to life in the form of a unique and visceral viewing experience. The animated anthology series includes tales that explore alternate histories, life for robots in a post-apocalyptic city and a plot for world domination by super-intelligent yogurt."

I love this show because you never have any clue what to expect. A siren living in a river falling for a deaf knight? An artist painting intergalactic art pieces? Three robots going on a field trip through the apocalypse to visit old human historical sites? You never know, but there's going to be love, death, and/or robots in it. Each episode varies wildly, so I'd recommend watching at least a few to get a taste for it, as some will resonate more strongly than others.

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I'm sure there are lots more excellent animated shows, but these are all the ones I've watched in the past year or so. I'd love to see more recs in the tags, because I'm always down to watch more cool animations!

[cfangi-art]

UPDATE 3- This year and next year’s art resolution

1)Transformers sketches

40% off the top of my head, 60% looking at a reference for 5 seconds before winging it… I tried I really did 🙇 (as always words further down)

^^Okay who do we have here?: Shockwave, Knockout, Jazz, Blaster, Two, count ‘em, TWO different Soundwaves, Arcee, Cliffjumper, Bumblebee, Windblade, STARSCREAM, Crosshairs, a small Thundercracker and lastly Nitro Zeus (??kinda??)

2) The explanation:

-that no one asked for…

I mentioned in a previous post that I was working on a ‘project’, this is it. One of my art resolutions this year was to start learning/improving how I drew mecha/robots for one of my ocs. Well I started all late 🧍so now it’s next year’s resolution too

I’m only sticking to Transformers for now since to my caveman brain it just seems like the easier option. it’s probably not. I guess if I get good at drawing something like Optimus Prime then I can definitely perfect my oc… right?

Transformers, Gundums, Voltron, and Pacific Rim have been some (amongst thousands) of my hyper fixations since forever though I only ever drew Transformers, Sonic, and Power Ranger fan art as a kid, not surprisingly they SUCKED 😭 regardless I decided to take out some of my old attempts -that weren’t destroyed- and redraw them in my current style

Which I may or may not post, they’re kinda cringe

Do I understand Cybertronian anatomy? No. Do I feel confident enough to draw them? No. Am I open to request? Sure why not. If you’ve actually read this (for one, thank you) feel free to send me your favorite TF character and I’ll see what I can do. No promises tho

Byee~ ✌️(>ω^)〜✨

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