#robotposting

[beepboopappreciation]

Insomniac robot whose charging port or cable is a bit old and worn out, so it only charges properly if they hold it a certain way.

Insomniac robot who gets by with literal energy "drinks". Static goes bzzt and gives them a little boost throughout the day.

Insomniac robot who wishes they could dream of electric sheep to count.

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[labcoated-lunacy]

eroticism of the machine this, eroticism of the machine that. what about the AROMANTICISM of the machine. what about the electric comfort of looking at a beautiful turbine engine and knowing that it is just like you. what about the urge to cut open your chest to prove your heart is made of wires and your ribs are made of steel. what about that

[original-username42]

Robot Tumblr in the 2100s be like:

"Mfw organics tell eachother they sound 'robotic' when they speak in an emotionless monotone voice"

"Wanna inject nanomachines into my tgirl autistic puppygirl organic gf's ass so they're constantly being stimulated in the prostate"

"WHERE THE FUCK IS MY HAND STOP TAKING IT OFF WHEN I'M CHARGING IT'S NOT FUCKING FUNNY"

[monsterhospital]

people always praise taylor swift like "ough she wrote an album that told a story shes so original and brave and talented" ok well sure she wrote a concept album about women being sad. you know what else is a concept album? janelle monáe's five-suite metropolis saga spanning 3 albums telling the story of her time-travelling android alter ego, cindi mayweather, who is slated to be dissasembled after committing the forbidden act of falling in love with a human and, while on the run, learns that shes destined to be the savior that liberates all androids through social justice and funky tunes. why dont you listen to that?

[veilantares]

Whatever This Is

This was meant to come with a timelapse but clip studio paints file corrupted, which almost never happens. I guess it just means showing off the process some other time.

[personostient]

I love love LOVE your designs and rendering so much… I can't help but wonder what's going on in Argos' head! (Both figuratively AND literally! …Is it a fishtank?)

『 Captain, please… R-rest assured, this unit’s cerebral core is fully operational as of my last maintenance review. 』

[flowersnax]

FRAGMENTED // WHOLE

[catgirlredux]

Her footsteps echo through the abandoned streets of the city, loud and heavy. I hear them through her. Together we scan the horizon, looking for targets - the fight isn’t finished. It never is.

We spot them at the same time; it’s been a long while since our senses merged. Our motions are as one, our vision is as one. We fire a volley of rockets. Our supply will last us a good long while.

Three targets hit.

Even before, I hated the term “pilot”. It didn’t feel right - not for the way we worked. If anything, she piloted me. She showed me how the world worked, and I worked us into it. She was my captain; and I her loyal knight.

They warned us about reaching terminus. When a pilot and their Hoplite unit became too closely linked, changes happened - changes outside of their control. They described it as the most painful thing ever, they said that once terminus is reached, pilots are no longer themselves but chaotic borg monsters, that they need to be destroyed. That’s why they insisted pilots be removed from active duty for months at a time.

I couldn’t stand to be away from her that long though. I changed up lists, traded places with my fellow pilots, broke into the masterfile of pilots and deleted my name from their system - all so I could spend a little more time with her. When I was with her, I felt free. I felt strong. I felt connected.

They must have lied about terminus, because it was the most beautiful thing we ever experienced. I took her signals and she took my blood, and as I felt her nanomass pierce my skin and merge with my bones I heard her mind closer than ever before. She took over the job of pumping oxygen to my brain so that her fluid could fill my lungs. Did you know that Hoplites have a heartbeat? I could feel it in my chest: a constant pulse of information from her core to her cockpit, strands of numbers which I could never have understood before, but now they pumped through my heart and spewed from my mouth.

Now they want to take that away. They want to sever our bond, return to the old ways. I am the pilot, she is the unit, that’s how things “should be”. So we run, we protect our beauty, we run and fight with the world on our heels.

I don’t remember what it was like to have a body of my own. I don’t want to.

[computerchipcookie]

Concept: matching couples' t-shirts that say "needless to say I am hopelessly dependent on the weapon" and "the weapon"

[redandflushed]

If you have a robot fantasy/kink, reply to this with your dream chassis. I'm so interested in what this kind of dream body looks like for folks, for totally normal reasons.

[silliestcreature196]

Consider: Robot Yuri, but its between a stereotypical weeb-bait android girl... And an abandoned and neglected experimental Sentient AI, that's bound to a dusty old first-model PS3...

[wintertraumaposting]

You've been a very bad robot.

*Switches your operating system to Windows Vista*

[osakanone]

Ok this is actually cool.

Currently exploring this with other schema, such as morse.

Could make for a good context codebook pattern.

[veilantares]

Iron Awe

Metal made real in every way, Night time delusions that lead all astray

[donutboxers]

📺 📺 📺

another fun drawing of my OC CiCi, plus an original sketch (I was trying to experiment with my artstyle) and a version with a green screen do silly videos/gift can be put there :>

had fun with this, even the more cleaned up final version is way messier than my usual style.. I kind of like the messier version more but I couldn't get the level of detail I wanted with that

the anatomy isn't my best but I kinda wanted a weird distorted feeling to this anyway so I'm okay with it

here is the dress inspo :) I just made it without sleeves basically