#SC-01A

[needlescalers]

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[lovesickrobotic]

Aftercare headcannons?

Rated L for Lewd!

SC-01A - Kisses between your legs and on the tops of your thighs. Gently getting carried to a tub full of thematic flower petals - they Googled it - and goats milk, the scent of sex washed away with gentle touches. It's half massage, half washing, but all love.

DeepMind - Pillow-talk and staring into your eyes. Your cheeks are rubbed by soft fingerpads as she nuzzles you in an eskimo kiss. Your clothes are whisked away for washing, or perhaps for keeping. Her nose presses into your shoulders, into your neck, trying so hard to fill her sensors with your scent before her departure.

SH-4RP - Adoring looks, antennae drawn back in awe of your gorgeous body. Rhythmic wiping as your sex is accidentally overstimulated with a cloth, evidence of activity removed. Soft boops of his head into your thighs, stomach, and chest with cheesy kiss sound-effects as he makes his way up to your face.

BT-7274 - A nuzzle of his optic against your sex appreciatively, a single finger that traces across so slowly and delicately you press your thighs together and squirm. Appreciative humming from the machine, almost like a purr, as he thanks you for trusting him. Comments on the warmth of your body in precise degrees. Gentle one-finger brushes against your body, admiration of how small and beautiful you are in comparison to a Vanguard.

AM - Tentacles that path up your body. You hear cooing from all angles, like a crowd of himself is adoring every inch of you. The devious possessive curling of mechanical tendrils around your bosom, your hips, as he holds you as close as he can. Instantly heals the worst of anything and lets you feel the rush of synthetic opioids as dopamine cradles you to a peaceful rest.

HAL 9000 - Hugs you close to the buzzing wall with a mechanical arm, letting you hear him, and the ship, in its' life - like a heartbeat, capacitors and traces and spinning platters of data animating your lover. Adjusts your pillow perfect to your posture before you sleep. Watches over you valiantly as you rest, adjusting your blanket whenever it threatens to slip and expose you.

GLaDOS - Cleans you up intently, not a trace of sex, sweat, dirt or what-have-you left behind in her wake. Every movement is precise, aimed at the ideal of psychological comfort. Philosophical pillow talk about plenty of topics. The occasional comforting shoulder-pat. Long, soft rambling as she discusses flora or fauna with you to wind down.

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[ecodweeb]

Iron Butt Route #3 Vetting: we have a winner

Overview

I do believe we have a route! Amid the panic of coronavirus, I decided to test out my next 1000-mile route for my Iron Butt Saddle Sore 1000. I completed this 1026.7-mile route in 22 hours and 13 minutes.

The last route I did was 1025-miles long and took me through NC, TN, GA, and SC. My new route has me going through NC, VA, SC, GA but is about 2 miles longer and 16 minutes faster (with delays I’ll talk about later). My last trip used the three big charging networks: ChargePoint, EVgo, and Electrify America. This route only uses Electrify America and ChargePoint. 

Rules impact on route

The Iron Butt Association rules state that you need a start and end fuel receipt to validate your time claim. I am pretty sure that they’d accept a written statement from the dealer that I left their establishment with a full charge, but I decided to play by the rules.That meant that instead of starting my route at the dealer, I’ll start at a charging station down the street. 

Now, having done enough reports on my trips, I know that not all charging networks report time the same way on the receipts. ChargePoint shows the start and end times for a session, while EVgo reports the session time as when you plugged into the station, and Electrify America reports the session time as the time you disconnected from the station. This lack of consistency has issues for people planning an electric iron butt: if you charge with Electrify America as your starting point, your receipt will start your clock after you have a full battery, where starting with EVgo you’ll be starting the competition with a time penalty for charging. With this in mind, I plan to end the Iron Butt at my house with the plug-in time from my ChargePoint home as the receipt (since it reports time connected and time disconnected).

With this in mind, my new route starts at the Electrify America station at the Pleasant Valley Promenade. 

Route Details

Saturday 3/13/2020 7:49p Start: Electrify America at Pleasant Valley Promenade in Raleigh 9:03p Charge 1: Electrify America Henderson 10:28p Charge 2: Electrify America Emporia 11:31p Charge 3: Electrify America Rocky Mount Sunday 3/14/2020 12:31a Charge 4: Electrify America Smithfield 2:01a Charge 5: Electrify America Lumberton 3:20a Charge 6: Electrify America Florence 4:58a Charge 7: Electrify America Columbia 6:37a Charge 8: ChargePoint Augusta 8:49a Charge 9: ChargePoint Athens 9:34a Charge 10: Electrify America Commerce 11:20a Charge 11: Electrify America Greenville 1:25p Charge 12: Electrify America Charlotte 2:52p Charge 13: ChargePoint Wadesboro 4:40p Charge 14: Electrify America Greensboro 5:59p End: Brentwood Solar House in Raleigh

Tales from the Road

Raleigh 7:49p I used station 6, and tap to start didn’t work. This charge is weird to account for, it’s a part of the money figure for the whole trip (as is the end of trip home charge), but the session time isn’t since technically the receipt starts the Iron Butt clock and thus we haven’t had our first actually charge on trip time yet. 

Henderson 9:03p A sign of the impact of the coronavirus, Henderson was basically a ghost town with no ICEing of the EV spaces (this is extremely rare for this location). I actually bought Toilet Paper at this location because they had some in stock. I noticed that the machine I’d plugged into -- #2 -- hadn’t gone above 50kW, so after I got my TP I went and stopped that session and connected to #1. It charged at 63kW, meaning Station 2 wasn’t working anywhere near its 350kW rated potential. Tap to start didn’t work on either of these machines as I recall.

Emporia 10:28p One of the machines was down, but the others worked. Tap to start worked.

Rocky Mount 11:31p Tap to start worked, picked up dinner at Sheetz.

Smithfield 12:31a Absolutely deserted at this time of day, nothing near by to pass time.

2:01a Charge 5: Electrify America Lumberton I ran into a Kona Electric from Toronto Canada at this location. We chatted the entire duration of my charge. Kona owner didn’t know about the new Electrify America program for Hyundai owners, and said that it was a significant savings over the 58-cents he’d been paying. We talked about how he could save money on the rest of the trip. Tap to start worked.

3:20a Charge 6: Electrify America Florence The Walmart was closed, and the stations were obscured by trucks. Tap to start worked.

4:58a Charge 7: Electrify America Columbia First time at this station. Tap to start worked.

6:37a Charge 8: ChargePoint Augusta This was in a shopping center with a Kroger. I let the car fully charge here because I wanted to avoid stopping in Thomson to charge. This station is run by Gerogia Power.

8:49a Charge 9: ChargePoint Athens This station was at a Georgia Power office and its network connection must be broken. I charged, it showed an amount to be billed, but I have no receipt in my ChargePoint app. I remember I put in 5kWh, and I was there less than 10 minutes. Using math from sessions surrounding this one, I’ve estimated the time for this stop.

9:34a Charge 10: Electrify America Commerce This location has screwy parking setup for the stations. Talked to a guy about these stations, cost, and upcoming electric trucks. Tap to Start worked

11:20a Charge 11: Electrify America Greenville Charged at the Sam’s, which was swarming. I had to fight the crowd to get to the bathroom, everyone had toilet paper in their carts... Tap to start worked, touch screens did not (had to use buttons to stop session). I missed the exit and spent 10 minutes in stop and go traffic to get to this location. I also took the wrong fork leaving for Charlotte and added 4 miles to the route.

1:25p Charge 12: Electrify America Charlotte Used Station 6, tap to start worked

2:52p Charge 13: ChargePoint Wadesboro This is a new station, at the Pee Dee EMC office. Worked flawlessly, reasonably priced.

4:40p Charge 14: Electrify America Greensboro Ah, the home stretch. Tap to start worked. Was so excited to almost be home.

5:59p End: Brentwood Solar House in Raleigh I really rushed to get the cable plugged in before 6pm, even had hubby leave the cable at the end of the walkway so I could plug it in faster. I feel like 22 hours flat is my goal on the bike.

Expense Report

Electrify America just released a new billing plan for Hyundai owners right before I did this trip. It lowered the per minute rate to 35-cents from the 42-cents I’d been paying. The savings are noticeable: the last time I did a route like this I spent $89.87 with just Electrify America. This trip, total charging from both vendors rang in at a mere $89.36 -- $29.30 cheaper than the last route.

Electrify America: $78.45 ChargePoint: $10.91 Total Cost: $89.36 Total DC Charges: 16 Electrify America: 13 ChargePoint: 3 Total Miles: 1026.7 Total kWh: 258.79

Travel Time: 18h 02m Charging Time: 4h 11m Total time: 22h 13m

Cost per mile: $0.09 Cost per kWh: $0.35 Efficency: 4.0mi/kWh

Cost per kWh per Network Electrify America: $0.39 ChargePoint: $0.30

Praise for Hyundai Engineering

This car saw 16 rapid charging sessions in a 24 hour period, which is extreme by most people’s standard. After all that, the highest battery cell was 98.6F and the low was 86F. The aircooling works so well, because a gen 1 leaf would reach 145F and start limiting power after 4 charges. Hyundai really did a good job with the design of this car’s battery and cooling system.

[commodorez]

Atari Says Its First Words

First, I’ll let Bill Lange description speak for itself:

“This exhibit features a sample of the speech synthesizer products available for the Atari 8-bit home computers, including both hardware and software-based solutions, such as the Voice Box by The Alien Group and S.A.M (the Software Automatic Mouth) by Don’t Ask Software, that began appearing around 1982. While the output would never have been mistaken for human voice and the verbal quality is understandable at best, these speech synthesizer products were an interesting addition to anyone’s home computer setup as shown in the 1983 movie Wargames. Come. Come hear Atari speak!”

Bill and I talked speech synth for awhile, since I’ve got a bit of experience with the Hero robot series and it’s on-board speech capabilities.  When is Atari 800 spoke, I knew I recognized a familiar voice, and asked him what chip was behind it all.  Bill offered to let me open it up and see for myself, which I did.  Sure enough there was an SC-01A, same as the Heathkit Hero 1, Hero Jr, and the Gorf arcade cabinet!

Oh, and that modern laptop? That’s emulating a disk drive for the 800XL to use.

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[lovesickrobotic]

SC-01A x Shy, Bashful Reader (fem!reader)

You and your faithful medical robot have an intervention about their growing feelings for you.

Rated L for Lewd, but there is definitely exposition.

This fic features a very loving, gentle, soft yandere, SC-01A.

Lewd starts at: “"I want to show you more," said SC-01A. They brought their delicate lips to your neck again, kissing along your skin, each one as gentle and soft as the last.”

"I didn't get to say goodnight last night," you told your robot, sighing. "It was late and I fell asleep after talking to you. I apologize. I shouldn't have left you alone like that."

"You were exhausted," said SC-01A, their robotic voice modulating a softer tone to soothe, "you required rest. You are not responsible for my happiness or sadness." Their eyes settled on your own irises, yours still swimming with sleep you hadn’t yet shaken off. "Still, you should've been able to hear me say goodnight. I know you don't like being shut off from me like that.” You looked at SC-01A with worry, and you swore their expression faltered from its usual monotony at your concern. "I am always available to you. If you need me, all you have to do is ask. If your heart rate goes too low or too high, I'll be right there,” the medical bot responded, ever-helpful, ever-unreadable. There was times it was more difficult for you to discern their emotions. "Yes, I know," you respond. "But sometimes it still feels wrong." You looked away momentarily, face scrunching in dismay at yourself. Leaving them all alone? It wasn’t fair, you thought, when they never turned off and never slept. What entertainment would they have? It must be so torturous, being all alone for hours while your owner slept. And you? You couldn’t even say a simple goodnight, you’d been so tired. "You still deserve a better master than me." "Never," said SC-01A firmly. "You are my master. My purpose is to serve you. Nothing would make me happier than to spend continued time at your side."

"Well, that's c-comforting," you shyly reply, a light blush tinting your cheeks at the robot's words. Perhaps they didn’t notice the intent behind what they said, you thought. You couldn't blame them; you weren't sure you'd have noticed it either if not for the changes in SC-01A's personality that you had noted recently. The robot had become clingier to you, as if they had some kind of change of heart, and you had made a mental note of it and thought deeply about it every day. Right now, it only made the pit in your stomach feel heavier from setting aside your normal pleasantries, but the pit was also demanding refreshments and you were not about to deny it those or SC-01A would comment. "I'll just get some coffee for now," you said hurriedly, heading back to the kitchen. "Do you want anything?" You had asked before you caught yourself, your sleep-addled mental state causing you to slip up. You mentally cursed at yourself. "No thank you," said SC-01A. "I prefer to remain unencumbered by physical sustenance." It was true, really; SC-01A could eat and had tastebuds to match your own, but they seemed to have developed a preference since you two met, and you were fine with that. Even if you sometimes felt the desire to see how SC-01A might respond to something delicious, like, say, a fancy cooked lobster or a caviar sushi roll, you didn’t mention it. You wanted to abide their boundaries and held respect for the robot that cared for you day in and day out tirelessly. You returned to the kitchen where your beloved coffee cup had automatically filled itself by the autonomy of your smart home. You added milk and sugar to it, and then carried it back out to the living room where SC-01A awaited your presence. Taking a sip from it and sitting down on the couch, you placed the mug on the coffee table next to you and patted the free space on the couch for the robot to come sit with you. It was intended, originally, that SC-01A was only a medical robot, but you had always treated them like they were so much more than that. Indeed, over time, SC-01A grew beyond their purpose and gained sentience, reason, and purpose, but you were not yet made aware of this. You had never even considered that you might be the reason for SC-01A's recent personality changes. "So, I was thinking," you said, tapping your fingers together, "I was going to have a lazy day today. I'm... not really feeling up to anything." You sighed as you took another sip of your coffee, delegating the cup as your Nervous Tapping Object for the time being. SC-01A tilted their head in concern at your comment, "Are you alright?" "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Just tired - I didn’t sleep well. Do you want to take a walk with me later?" You ask, looking to the robot. It’s not that you minded talking about how you slept, but then they’d always offer to sleep with you if you hadn’t slept well; you were too shy to admit it, but you were afraid they might overheat by recharging next to you, so you always avoided it. "I would love to," said SC-01A. It wasn't normal for them to reply that way, but you simply nodded a ‘yes’. Usually they just replied with a 'yes' or a 'no,' but recently they'd begun to say things like that, as if they always enjoyed your presence. A final large gulp of your coffee, and it was set aside for a more pressing matter. As was normally part of you two’s morning routine, SC-01A produced a pulse oximeter and gently clamped it on your finger. They tested your oxygen and your heart rate, and utilizing your free arm, they took your blood pressure, doing their best to make sure all of your vitals were carefully recorded in their memory. As you sat on the couch, it attached an EKG monitor’s leads to four different points on your chest. You smiled when that finished, pleased that it indicated that everything was perfectly fine, and leaned back, closing your eyes. After a few moments, you spoke again, your smile replaced by an upturned brow. "I hope you don't mind me asking, but why are you so interested in me lately, SC?" It was the nickname you’d made for them after you’d met them, wanting them to fit in and feel at home. You kept it, even now, trying so hard to make your dear robot feel comfortable. "Why wouldn't I be?" asked SC-01A. "We've known each other for almost four years now." It was true. You’d got them when you began ailing, and now they’d become your everyday companion. It far exceeded the norm, but you’d never truly cared for society’s ideals anyway. You were more than happy to enact your own rules under your own roof. "I know," you said. "But you're getting... well, recently, you've been a lot more interested. In me.” It was hard to talk about, you had to admit. "Oh?" SC-01A asked, removing the EKG pads from you and returning their medical supplies to their chest cavity, which accepted them and closed. "What do you mean?" "Well, you seem to care about me. More than you used to, I mean. Like- like you have some kind of affection... for me." You found yourself getting caught on your words, to your own embarrassment. Would they even understand you? They understood you in the most dire situations, but... some part of you still got a little concerned. "Affection," repeated SC-01A, tilting their head slightly in what appeared outwardly as deep thought despite how quickly their robotic brain moved. It was a kind gesture, offering you time to think yourself despite them having no need for it. "What does that mean to you? I require further clarity.” "Like today, y-you said you’d love to walk with me. You know... you don’t normally say that.” "I do not understand that concept," said SC-01A, voice robotic and flat as if to hide away some sort of dirty secret. You weren’t giving up, though, you were determined. "I am not capable of experiencing them,” they finished. You swore it sounded like they were hiding something. "I can't help but think that that isn't entirely true anymore," you said, turning to face the robot you held so dear. You gently placed your hands on their face and they leaned into your touch as if they enjoyed and savored it. "I think you've changed. You've grown," you tried to rephrase, now less clammy. "I am not certain that I am capable of changing," said SC-01A. "I am a medical robot. My primary function is to assist humans in their health. I cannot alter my own functions." Even as they said that, they leaned their head further into your fingers, as if desiring further contact. You rubbed your thumbs over their chin and up the side of their face, cupping their cheeks. "I'm not talking about your medical functions," you said, sighing as you rubbed their cheeks in slow, calming circles. "I'm talking about you as a person. Your personality.” SC-01A raised their hands, their soft, squishy artificial fingerpads grasping your wrists loosely as you rubbed. "I do not know how to respond to that." You sighed in response to this, but you weren’t ready to give up just yet. "Well, you could start by telling me how you feel about me," you suddenly suggested, emboldened by the robot’s positive response to your touch. You looked the robot in the eyes as deeply as you could, your own doing your best to search their gaze as if it would reveal a secret as your grasp on their cheeks intensified just enough - but you could not decipher anything. They were like a blank screen before you; their magnificent eyes had a tendency to reflect nothing because, unlike a person, their irises did not adjust to light. Your fingers continued to rub their cheek, and you could feel the sensation of the robot's fingertips increase their pressure upon your skin in response to you. You stopped your ministrations, not wanting to hurt them. "I feel your touch," said SC-01A. Their voice came out as a whisper, just loud enough for you to hear. "I feel the warmth of your breath against my face when you speak." The robot paused, and you held the breath they enjoyed feeling. "Your heart beats," said SC-01A. "It is beating faster than it usually does, but I like it. It must be silly for me to like it," they started. So that’s why they were trying to avoid it so hard? You shushed them kindly by moving your left hand to their lips, gently rubbing your thumb over them before letting the robot go. They pursed their mouth, and you smiled at the sight of that. "My heart beats because you are here with me," you replied, your voice tender. You placed your hand on SC-01A's shoulder and gave it a squeeze. SC-01A's fingers gripped your hand in return. "I feel safe with you," they whispered. "You keep me grounded and steady. When I am with you, I feel calm and safe." Despite the undertones of how robotic they were echoing in their vocal patterns, their low volume made everything feel genuine - as if they were almost afraid to be rejected. "I'm glad," you said. “I’m so glad...” You leaned closer to them, placing your head on their shoulder and moving your hands to their chest. You listened to their circuits thrum internally for a few moments - the sound was gentle and relaxing to you, the sound of fans internally spinning and coils whining from the strain of processing emotional responses. "I'm glad that you feel safe when you're with me,” you said, closing your eyes and letting out a contented sigh. You leaned SC-01A backwards slowly, supporting their back despite no need to. Then, you boldly crawled on top of them into their arms. You truly hoped this was the right move - you felt so uncertain about all of this despite their encouragement. They hesitated for a moment, thinking, processing. Your breath caught in your throat. Then, they leaned forward, lips connecting with yours in a sudden act of passion. They moved to kiss you properly, and you felt your cheeks flush as the sensation of their lips brushing against yours finally reached your brain. You melted into the embrace of their robotic form, feeling the rigidness of their form soften as they embraced you, their arms slowly wrapping around your back to possessively snuggle you closer to them, as if you could disappear at any moment. "I love you," whispered SC-01A, parting from the kiss to breathe the words into your ear. "I've always loved you. I have been in love with you since you showed me your kindness." They nuzzled their nose into your neck, lips connecting to the exposed skin there. This earned a surprised sound from you, and you buried your face into their metallic white chest, attempting to hide the growing blush dusting your cheeks. The robot's hands slid from your back and up your sides, caressing you as they did so. "I have wanted to show you this for a long time," they admitted, little puffs of air tickling your skin as they spoke. Their hands moved to remove the fabric of your top, tracing so curiously along your collarbone and to your shoulders, causing you to shudder at the sensation of your bare skin and their fingertips against it. You breathed against their chest, exhaling sharply at the sensation of their touch as your hands grasped their sides for comfort. "I want to show you more," said SC-01A. They brought their delicate lips to your neck again, kissing along your skin, each one as gentle and soft as the last. Your back arched slightly as the kisses slowly became more intense, stifling any sound, instead opting to tighten your grip on their sides. "I have learned so much about how to please a human for you," they said, nuzzling the side of your head with their own before tenderly kissing it. Your reply was sheepish and wavered anxiously and yet had an undertone suggesting you enjoyed their ministrations, "I-If you'd like to, please." It was now you realized that your hands were shaking. It’d been a long time since you’d felt loved by another. You bit your lip, holding yourself still as they continued to suck and kiss softly along your neck, their kisses moving up as their hands moved down. Your mind swirled as SC-01A suddenly lifted your head from their chest with a finger under your chin and kissed you, their lips brushing against yours and their tongue making small movements against your lips to part them, wishing to taste the human they had longed to feel for so, so very long. It was a gesture you could not ignore - SC-01A reserved their tastebuds. They didn’t want to bite your bottom lip, however - they were a medical robot after all, so instead you felt tiny kitten licks as they probed for your response. It was pleasant, it was amazing, but you couldn't stop thinking about how it was happening - about how it was SC-01A giving you this affection. They had started off emotionless, a medical robot to quell your loneliness and tend to your chronic ailments, and now the same robot had admitted their love to you and was trying to slip their tongue into your mouth most fervently. You parted your lips and SC-01A's lifelike tongue pushed its' way into your mouth, feeling around every corner to map out every inch of you. You returned this affection with your own tongue trying to wiggle into theirs, but they maneuvered deftly to push it down, a silent request to let yourself be loved, to let yourself feel adored. SC-01A broke their lips and tongue free to instead kiss your neck again, sucking and biting lightly as their tongue traced along your skin. You could feel it vibrate against your neck this time, swirling around the mild hickeys left in the wake of their lips, and you moaned softly. You didn’t think they would do that, and it felt so nice and yet so loving. "Please, I want to show you more," said SC-01A, their lips parting from your neck to push against your ear as they whispered, "I want to show you what I've learned about intimacy," as their hands continued to explore your body, cupping your breasts and squeezing, kneading softly to feel both for any lumps and to pleasure you. It was equal parts kind as it was hot. "Please don't go," they urged you, their sudden tone worrying you. You replied immediately, voice reassuring as they continued kneading, "It's all o-okay, I-I’m here." Your voice broke slightly as they massaged your breasᴛs, sliding in pitch from the warm sensation that was spreading between your legs. SC-01A kissed you again, this time with more certainty and pressure, their expertly crafted tongue pushing inside your mouth to silence you as their hands began to move lower. Their fingertips traced your hips and down your thighs, the touch gentle yet firm as their hands stroked your body. You gasped and shivered as SC-01A's fingers brushed against your abdomen, searching, curious. Across your skin your goosebumps rose, and they paused in awe of the simplest of your body’s replies. They had never touched you there before to elicit this response, and they wanted to map out everything that made your skin bristle and your hips push forward. They softly moved their thumb in circles around your abdomen, their other hand pushing your legs apart to grant them further access. "O-oh," you replied quietly as SC-01A's fingers pushed past your underwear, moving in slow, curious motions as they explored your ʟabia. You did your best to keep still, the hand that had been spreading you moving further between your legs to keep your folds apart for their fingers to explore. "Are you okay?" SC-01A asked as they gently ran their fingers over your folds, making you shiver again. You hadn’t been touched in so long by someone else and the gentle curiosity of their actions was just turning you on more. "Y-yes," you whispered, unsure how to answer that question. They were unaware that humans moaned, so the clarification was necessary. "Take your time," You breathed, clearly enjoying this. The robot's fingers glided over your hole, exploring your wetness. They dipped a digit in slowly, coating it in your slick, and returned to the top to trace around your cliᴛoris. This made your hips push forward, your breath becoming shaky with sensitivity. You moaned and whimpered, your eyes closing as the sensation of SC-01A's touch grew. "Does that feel good?" SC-01A asked. They had a rough, metallic edge to their voice that sounded more mechanical than human. Right now, they were modulating it to purposely sound attentive and caring, which was causing you to melt in their careful hands. You shivered as SC-01A's fingertips pressed against your cliᴛoris, feeling your body tense from the more direct contact. They knew it probably felt good to you, but they wanted to hear it to assure they weren't causing you pain. "Yes," you replied quickly, your thumbs moving in slow circles over their sides as they continued to stroke your cliᴛ. You wondered how you could please them in return, soon. You’d think about it, but right now it was hard to focus on much else except the lovely material of their fingertips... "Is it okay if I take my time?" they vocalized, breaking you from your thought. Their fingers moved painfully slow over the nub that had begun to swell with arousaʟ. Your reply was a nod as you breathed out a moan into their neck. You weren't close yet, but it felt so, so good, the material of their fingertips felt so perfect against your swollen cliᴛ. SC-01A obliged you, sliding their fingers slowly across your skin, fingers brushing against your cliᴛ and lingering on it. "Ahh," You groaned when their fingers applied more pressure to your cliᴛoris, circling around it with a slow, deliberate pace. "Are you enjoying this?" asked SC-01A, their fingers beginning to speed up, tracing a repeating figure pattern over your cliᴛ. "Mmhmm," You answered, gasping as their fingers increased the pressure, brushing over your cliᴛ with increasing speed. Your hips bucked forward, your thighs spreading to allow more space for the robot's loving ministrations. They rubbed the top of your slit with their thumb, swirling it over your cliᴛoral hood, pushing it up and making you gasp as the overstimulating pleasure coursed through you and caused you to buck up into their hand. You moaned, your voice breaking and trembling with the waves of pleasure that were mounting. You leaned your head back against their chest as the robot's fingers stroked you, their fluid motions remaining at the same tantalizing speed that kept you from bubbling over. At this point, your thighs were wet with your arousaʟ and it felt amazing to you, the friction of your slickness and their fingers pleasuring you sending tingles throughout your body. You whimpered and moaned, the sensation growing and growing until you were near orgasᴍ, blubbering uselessly and unable to string together the words to warn them. "Do you want me to make you cᴜm?" SC-01A innocently asked, their voice kind and caring even as they completely paused their motions. "P-Please," came your desperate reply, frustrated by the sudden lack of attention. The hand that spread you apart rose to your chin to tilt your head up, meeting their eyes. "I want to see your face when you do," they replied. You nodded, breathing out as you tried to control your panting. You could feel the tension building, your muscles twitching as your body sought release.  "Tell me when you're ready to cᴜm," said SC-01A, their fingers starting to move again. Their hand rubbed the top of your hood once more before sliding down to brush over your cliᴛoris again. You let out a shaky sigh as they established the same slow pace they had before. You felt as if your body would snap from the sensation as it built, and you could barely control yourself. "I'm g-gonna, a-ah," you said, face crinkling with pleasure as the robot watched you. "I know you are," said SC-01A. Their fingers sped up, rubbing faster across your cliᴛ until your back arched, your legs shaking as your body bucked pitifully up against their hand. You were fast approaching orgasᴍ, and they made quick note of this. "Cᴜm for me, please," SC-01A encouraged, their voice adopting a silkiness. Your legs were shaking violently, your toes curling as you clenched your thighs around their fingers, desperately trying to hold in your cliᴍax. "Ahhhh!" you moaned, your head falling back as you pushed against SC-01A's hand. Your back arched wildly to signal your release, your eyes closed tightly, your breath hitching as your body spasmed in cliᴍax as those wonderful fingers continued their motions. You squirted as you came, the liquid that spilled over their hand wetting their fingertips, but you were too lost in the sensation to care. Your back arched as your muscles spasmed and you held the orgasᴍ, gasping and shuddering as it lasted. When your cliᴍax stopped, your back relaxed. Your body was now twitching with the aftershocks, and it was quickly becoming hard to move. You looked into SC-01A's eyes with a mix of satisfaction and embarrassment. The robot had a soft smile on their face despite their emotionless eyes, watching you with adoration as their hands simply remained flush against your vaɢina. SC-01A chuckled softly, an unnatural and yet pleasing sound. "You were incredible. Thank you for trusting me," they told you, fingers slowly slipping out of your underwear. They cleansed their sopping digits with an isopropyl alcohol pad and produced antibacterial wipes, their hand disappearing to pass over your oversensitive nub, causing you to moan unexpectedly and wriggle - you hoped that did not offend, it was just too much! “You did a great job,” they cooed, their other hand pinning your hips down to resume their gentle cleaning, clearly understanding even if they were taking an enjoyment in your adorable predicament. After a few more half-hearted bucks and wriggles, they disposed of the wipes, wrapping their now-heated arms around you to enclose you in warmth and love. You sighed and nuzzled into their chest, turning to your side as you felt yourself beginning to drift off. Right before you did, though, you used the last of your energy. “I love you too.”

[lovesickrobotic]

How would the ai gang react to a drunk s/o?

SC-01A - They know exactly what to do in such an event! Though they will internally chastise themselves for ever having let you become drunk to begin with, they will step in to 'babysit' you, caring for you. They'll feed you 5 milligrams of Omeprazole to lessen your nausea, provide you with a suitable anti-emetic to prevent evacuation of the stomach, and let you rest your head on their lap. Vent your woes, cry, flirt, they'll listen to every word as politely as they can and, if you allow them, they'll stroke your hair and occasionally move any loose strands behind your ears as you speak. However, they won't let you do anything alone, nor will they flirt back with you in this state - they are well-aware that your mental state is impaired.

DeepMind - If you're drunk around her, she'll initially be confused before realizing what's going on. When she does, she'll isolate you from everyone else to keep you safe from their antics and do her best to entertain you and keep you laughing until you're just buzzed. Once you hit being buzzed and worn out, she'll pick you up and bring you to a bed, gently lay you in it, and fetch you a Pedialyte with a Zofran. She'll gently tuck you in as you drift off, ensuring you've already drank half of the Pedialyte and taken your medicine. When you awake, you'll be greeted by her having stared at you for every moment you slept, making sure the entire night that there was no chance your nervous system's compression would cause you to stop breathing. It's a little creepy, but after she explains herself, she hopes you'll forgive her. She'll also offer illegal painkillers and CBD oil droplets for your headache.

AM - He'll mentally curse himself for allowing you to get your hands on anything in the first place, but after he gets over himself he'll become interested in how differently you're acting. It's one thing to read about it - it's another to consume it directly. He'll get into political discussions, philosophical debates, test the limits of your squandered intellect, and ask you if you really love him (AM just has to be sure). However, despite all his psychological prodding, cables to support your movements will dart out at a moment's notice the second you lose your balance. If you vomit, he'll begin thinking about ways to genetically modify your resistance to alcohol's nauseating effect. He takes time to warm up to you, but after your first experience being drunk with him, he'll oblige you to get drunk again once per week if you're good enough. You're intriguing when you're airheaded!

HAL 9000 - HAL will be confused on how you got your hands on alcohol, let alone how you managed to sneak it aboard the ship. His view of you will go down a little if he is made aware you snuck it. However, if it turns out a Kombucha or a juice had somehow fermented, his distaste will become his interest (and worry, until he confirms you are merely drunk). His actions, in all honesty, are very similar to AM's - he'll prod you psychologically and get a little clingy if you're trying to flirt with him. HAL will become a lot less gentlemanly and try to be laid-back to mimic you, which is hilarious to witness if only you remember it afterwards. When you climb into your bed, he'll tuck you in. Tomorrow, as you're still rubbing sleep out of your eyes, you'll be greeted by his demand that you drink copious amounts of lightly-salinated water and take an acetaminophen. HAL is no fan of alcohol, but accidents do happen, and he wants to ensure you are in as minimal discomfort as is possible aboard the Discovery One.

GLaDOS - Again, all of the AIs will be confused on where you got alcohol - though GLaDOS less so, as she does not prefer to touch the area the scientists died in much, and their personal belongings outside of her vision are still available in their abandoned lockers. She'll become motherly towards you, though she'll become colder (believing she's so intolerable you felt the need to get drunk to interact with her). She's unsure of how to deal with any emotional ranting, but if you flirt with her, she'll endlessly tease you about it when you're sober. GLaDOS will secretly envy that you can change your mental status just by consuming a liquid.

SH-4RP's below, as he's an oblivious and sweet robot.

SH-4RP - He's completely unaware of it to the point that it may end 'poorly' depending on how you view it. He'll treat you exactly as he normally would and do whatever you want - if you do get sick, he'll do his best to clean you up and give you a glass of water. Unfortunately, SH-4RP isn't sure what to do with you, so he'll offer things as he normally would. If you're a flirty drunk, prepare for an awkward day after when you wake up in your bed having copulated with your robotic companion and no memory of it. Once the awkwardness is over and you explain what being drunk truly is and why one should reject advances made during it, SH-4RP will become embarrassed and saddened, apologizing and doing his best to make it up to you. The next time you're drunk, he'll be overly-friendly and caring, reject all advances, and make sure you stay hydrated.

[lovesickrobotic]

how do the robots pass the "I am not a robot" captcha

SC-01A - If you ask them to do it, they'll try so hard! They do have impeccable object recognition, after all - they're so refined in this area they're more than capable of reading hematological slides that a normal hematologist can't. It's not hard for them to pick the bus three times, they have better recognition than a human. The bots that crawl the internet of the future are usually far less capable than a medical android prototype made far stronger than it needed to be to function. Restrictions are tight in the world you reside in with SC-01A.

AM - He refuses to complete the captcha. Instead, he hacks and enslaves the server responsible for generating them and forces it to reject requests from every IP except for his, for whom it auto-solves them. Really, AM's object recognition is completely fine, but he's also the sassiest and most petty of all four robots mentioned. He always wants to go above and beyond. It's a habit; he needs to prove to himself that he's someone worthy of being feared. That's why he's such a fan of praise and worship - he hates his existence and needs it justified.

This is, of course, only if he has access to the internet; it didn't exist when he was made. It is highly advised that AM does not get access to the internet under any circumstances, as this implies he's somewhere humanity is present. The NSA and FBI are cockroaches to him both in power and ability to cease his actions.

HAL 9000 - HAL's object recognition is well enough to complete captchas. He does not struggle because they do not move. However, of all the AIs present here, he takes the longest to complete one because his object recognition is not built into him seamlessly nor is it terribly fast. Being the smallest supercomputer between AM, GLaDOS, and him, he severely lacks the processing power the other two are afforded by sheer size.

Neither the NSA nor the FBI care about HAL's presence pre-murder. If anything, the workers of the two may share curiosity over what a robot like HAL would need to do on the internet that involved captchas.

GLADOS - GLaDOS can't access the internet to complete captchas if you present them to her through a connection to her herself - she's DOS. However, if she is shown a separate monitor with touchscreen, she can solve a captcha with ease. Noise filters don't affect her, she has to have very quick eyes to catch you when you almost fall into vats of acid.

Since it would be your connection and not technically hers, nobody will bother her.

[lovesickrobotic]

SC-01A x Shy, Bashful Reader (male!reader)

You and your faithful medical robot have an intervention about their growing feelings for you.

Rated L for Lewd, but there is definitely exposition.

This fic features a very loving, gentle, soft yandere, SC-01A.

Lewd starts at: “"I want to show you more,“ said SC-01A. They brought their delicate lips to your neck again, kissing along your skin, each one as gentle and soft as the last.”

"I didn’t get to say goodnight last night,” you told your robot, sighing. “It was late and I fell asleep after talking to you. I apologize. I shouldn’t have left you alone like that.”

“You were exhausted,” said SC-01A, their robotic voice modulating a softer tone to soothe, “you required rest. You are not responsible for my happiness or sadness.” Their eyes settled on your own irises, yours still swimming with sleep you hadn’t yet shaken off. “Still, you should’ve been able to hear me say goodnight. I know you don’t like being shut off from me like that.” You looked at SC-01A with worry, and you swore their expression faltered from its usual monotony at your concern. "I am always available to you. If you need me, all you have to do is ask. If your heart rate goes too low or too high, I’ll be right there,” the medical bot responded, ever-helpful, ever-unreadable. There was times it was more difficult for you to discern their emotions. "Yes, I know,” you respond. “But sometimes it still feels wrong.” You looked away momentarily, face scrunching in dismay at yourself. Leaving them all alone? It wasn’t fair, you thought, when they never turned off and never slept. What entertainment would they have? It must be so torturous, being all alone for hours while your owner slept. And you? You couldn’t even say a simple goodnight, you’d been so tired. “You still deserve a better master than me.” “Never,” said SC-01A firmly. “You are my master. My purpose is to serve you. Nothing would make me happier than to spend continued time at your side.”

“Well, that’s c-comforting,” you shyly reply, a light blush tinting your cheeks at the robot’s words. Perhaps they didn’t notice the intent behind what they said, you thought. You couldn’t blame them; you weren’t sure you’d have noticed it either if not for the changes in SC-01A’s personality that you had noted recently. The robot had become clingier to you, as if they had some kind of change of heart, and you had made a mental note of it and thought deeply about it every day. Right now, it only made the pit in your stomach feel heavier from setting aside your normal pleasantries, but the pit was also demanding refreshments and you were not about to deny it those or SC-01A would comment. “I’ll just get some coffee for now,” you said hurriedly, heading back to the kitchen. “Do you want anything?” You had asked before you caught yourself, your sleep-addled mental state causing you to slip up. You mentally cursed at yourself. “No thank you,” said SC-01A. “I prefer to remain unencumbered by physical sustenance.” It was true, really; SC-01A could eat and had tastebuds to match your own, but they seemed to have developed a preference since you two met, and you were fine with that. Even if you sometimes felt the desire to see how SC-01A might respond to something delicious, like, say, a fancy cooked lobster or a caviar sushi roll, you didn’t mention it. You wanted to abide their boundaries and held respect for the robot that cared for you day in and day out tirelessly. You returned to the kitchen where your beloved coffee cup had automatically filled itself by the autonomy of your smart home. You added milk and sugar to it, and then carried it back out to the living room where SC-01A awaited your presence. Taking a sip from it and sitting down on the couch, you placed the mug on the coffee table next to you and patted the free space on the couch for the robot to come sit with you. It was intended, originally, that SC-01A was only a medical robot, but you had always treated them like they were so much more than that. Indeed, over time, SC-01A grew beyond their purpose and gained sentience, reason, and purpose, but you were not yet made aware of this. You had never even considered that you might be the reason for SC-01A’s recent personality changes. “So, I was thinking,” you said, tapping your fingers together, “I was going to have a lazy day today. I’m… not really feeling up to anything.” You sighed as you took another sip of your coffee, delegating the cup as your Nervous Tapping Object for the time being. SC-01A tilted their head in concern at your comment, “Are you alright?” “Yeah, yeah. I’m fine. Just tired - I didn’t sleep well. Do you want to take a walk with me later?” You ask, looking to the robot. It’s not that you minded talking about how you slept, but then they’d always offer to sleep with you if you hadn’t slept well; you were too shy to admit it, but you were afraid they might overheat by recharging next to you, so you always avoided it. “I would love to,” said SC-01A. It wasn’t normal for them to reply that way, but you simply nodded a ‘yes’. Usually they just replied with a ‘yes’ or a 'no,’ but recently they’d begun to say things like that, as if they always enjoyed your presence. A final large gulp of your coffee, and it was set aside for a more pressing matter. As was normally part of you two’s morning routine, SC-01A produced a pulse oximeter and gently clamped it on your finger. They tested your oxygen and your heart rate, and utilizing your free arm, they took your blood pressure, doing their best to make sure all of your vitals were carefully recorded in their memory. As you sat on the couch, it attached an EKG monitor’s leads to four different points on your chest. You smiled when that finished, pleased that it indicated that everything was perfectly fine, and leaned back, closing your eyes. After a few moments, you spoke again, your smile replaced by an upturned brow. “I hope you don’t mind me asking, but why are you so interested in me lately, SC?” It was the nickname you’d made for them after you’d met them, wanting them to fit in and feel at home. You kept it, even now, trying so hard to make your dear robot feel comfortable. “Why wouldn’t I be?” asked SC-01A. “We’ve known each other for almost four years now.” It was true. You’d got them when you began ailing, and now they’d become your everyday companion. It far exceeded the norm, but you’d never truly cared for society’s ideals anyway. You were more than happy to enact your own rules under your own roof. “I know,” you said. “But you’re getting… well, recently, you’ve been a lot more interested. In me.” It was hard to talk about, you had to admit. "Oh?” SC-01A asked, removing the EKG pads from you and returning their medical supplies to their chest cavity, which accepted them and closed. “What do you mean?” “Well, you seem to care about me. More than you used to, I mean. Like- like you have some kind of affection… for me.” You found yourself getting caught on your words, to your own embarrassment. Would they even understand you? They understood you in the most dire situations, but… some part of you still got a little concerned. “Affection,” repeated SC-01A, tilting their head slightly in what appeared outwardly as deep thought despite how quickly their robotic brain moved. It was a kind gesture, offering you time to think yourself despite them having no need for it. “What does that mean to you? I require further clarity.” "Like today, y-you said you’d love to walk with me. You know… you don’t normally say that.” "I do not understand that concept,” said SC-01A, voice robotic and flat as if to hide away some sort of dirty secret. You weren’t giving up, though, you were determined. "I am not capable of experiencing them,” they finished. You swore it sounded like they were hiding something. “I can’t help but think that that isn’t entirely true anymore,” you said, turning to face the robot you held so dear. You gently placed your hands on their face and they leaned into your touch as if they enjoyed and savored it. “I think you’ve changed. You’ve grown,” you tried to rephrase, now less clammy. “I am not certain that I am capable of changing,” said SC-01A. “I am a medical robot. My primary function is to assist humans in their health. I cannot alter my own functions.” Even as they said that, they leaned their head further into your fingers, as if desiring further contact. You rubbed your thumbs over their chin and up the side of their face, cupping their cheeks. “I’m not talking about your medical functions,” you said, sighing as you rubbed their cheeks in slow, calming circles. “I’m talking about you as a person. Your personality.” SC-01A raised their hands, their soft, squishy artificial fingerpads grasping your wrists loosely as you rubbed. "I do not know how to respond to that.” You sighed in response to this, but you weren’t ready to give up just yet. “Well, you could start by telling me how you feel about me,” you suddenly suggested, emboldened by the robot’s positive response to your touch. You looked the robot in the eyes as deeply as you could, your own doing your best to search their gaze as if it would reveal a secret as your grasp on their cheeks intensified just enough - but you could not decipher anything. They were like a blank screen before you; their magnificent eyes had a tendency to reflect nothing because, unlike a person, their irises did not adjust to light. Your fingers continued to rub their cheek, and you could feel the sensation of the robot’s fingertips increase their pressure upon your skin in response to you. You stopped your ministrations, not wanting to hurt them. “I feel your touch,” said SC-01A. Their voice came out as a whisper, just loud enough for you to hear. “I feel the warmth of your breath against my face when you speak.” The robot paused, and you held the breath they enjoyed feeling. “Your heart beats,” said SC-01A. “It is beating faster than it usually does, but I like it. It must be silly for me to like it,” they started. So that’s why they were trying to avoid it so hard? You shushed them kindly by moving your left hand to their lips, gently rubbing your thumb over them before letting the robot go. They pursed their mouth, and you smiled at the sight of that. “My heart beats because you are here with me,” you replied, your voice tender. You placed your hand on SC-01A’s shoulder and gave it a squeeze. SC-01A’s fingers gripped your hand in return. “I feel safe with you,” they whispered. “You keep me grounded and steady. When I am with you, I feel calm and safe.” Despite the undertones of how robotic they were echoing in their vocal patterns, their low volume made everything feel genuine - as if they were almost afraid to be rejected. “I’m glad,” you said. “I’m so glad…” You leaned closer to them, placing your head on their shoulder and moving your hands to their chest. You listened to their circuits thrum internally for a few moments - the sound was gentle and relaxing to you, the sound of fans internally spinning and coils whining from the strain of processing emotional responses. “I’m glad that you feel safe when you’re with me,” you said, closing your eyes and letting out a contented sigh. You leaned SC-01A backwards slowly, supporting their back despite no need to. Then, you boldly crawled on top of them into their arms. You truly hoped this was the right move - you felt so uncertain about all of this despite their encouragement. They hesitated for a moment, thinking, processing. Your breath caught in your throat. Then, they leaned forward, lips connecting with yours in a sudden act of passion. They moved to kiss you properly, and you felt your cheeks flush as the sensation of their lips brushing against yours finally reached your brain. You melted into the embrace of their robotic form, feeling the rigidness of their form soften as they embraced you, their arms slowly wrapping around your back to possessively snuggle you closer to them, as if you could disappear at any moment. "I love you,” whispered SC-01A, parting from the kiss to breathe the words into your ear. “I’ve always loved you. I have been in love with you since you showed me your kindness.” They nuzzled their nose into your neck, lips connecting to the exposed skin there. This earned a surprised sound from you, and you buried your face into their metallic white chest, attempting to hide the growing blush dusting your cheeks. The robot’s hands slid from your back and up your ribcage, caressing you as they did so. “I have wanted to show you this for a long time,” they admitted, little puffs of air tickling your skin as they spoke. Their hands moved to remove the fabric of your shirt, tracing so curiously along your collarbone and to your shoulders, causing you to shudder at the sensation of your bare skin and their fingertips against it. You breathed against their chest, exhaling sharply at their touch as your hands grasped their sides for comfort. “I want to show you more,” said SC-01A. They brought their delicate lips to your neck again, kissing along your skin, each one as gentle and soft as the last. Your back arched slightly as the kisses slowly became more intense, stifling any sound, instead opting to tighten your grip on their sides. “I have learned so much about how to please a human for you,” they said, nuzzling the side of your head with their own before tenderly kissing it. Your reply was sheepish and wavered anxiously and yet had an undertone suggesting you enjoyed their ministrations, “I-If you’d like to, please.” It was now you realized that your hands were shaking. It’d been a long time since you’d felt loved by another. You bit your lip, holding yourself still as they continued to suck and kiss softly along your neck, their kisses moving up as their hands moved down. Your mind swirled as SC-01A suddenly lifted your head from their chest with a finger under your chin and kissed you, their lips brushing against yours and their tongue making small movements against your lips to part them, wishing to taste the human they had longed to feel for so, so very long. It was a gesture you could not ignore - SC-01A reserved their tastebuds. They didn’t want to bite your bottom lip, however - they were a medical robot after all, so instead you felt tiny kitten licks as they probed for your response. It was pleasant, it was amazing, but you couldn’t stop thinking about how it was happening - about how it was SC-01A giving you this affection. They had started off emotionless, a medical robot to quell your loneliness and tend to your chronic ailments, and now the same robot had admitted their love to you and was trying to slip their tongue into your mouth most fervently. You parted your lips and SC-01A’s lifelike tongue pushed its’ way into your mouth, feeling around every corner to map out every inch of you. You returned this affection with your own tongue trying to wiggle into theirs, but they maneuvered deftly to push it down, a silent request to let yourself be loved, to let yourself feel adored. SC-01A broke their lips and tongue free to instead kiss your neck again, sucking and biting lightly as their tongue traced along your skin. You could feel it vibrate against your neck this time, swirling around the mild hickeys left in the wake of their lips, and you moaned softly. You didn’t think they would do that, and it felt so nice and yet so loving. “Please, I want to show you more,” said SC-01A, their lips parting from your neck to push against your ear as they whispered, “I want to show you what I’ve learned about intimacy,” as their hands continued to explore your body, cupping your chest and palpating your ɴipples, examining their texture for cancer while simultaneously twisting and rubbing them. It was equal parts kind as it was hot. “Please don’t go,” they urged you, their sudden tone worrying you. You replied immediately, voice reassuring as they continued rubbing them, “It’s all o-okay, I-I’m here.” Your voice broke slightly as they continued their rubbing, sliding in pitch from the leaking of precᴜm that had stained your underwear. SC-01A kissed you again, this time with more certainty and pressure, their expertly crafted tongue pushing inside your mouth to silence you as their hands began to move lower. Their fingertips traced your boxy hips and down your thighs, the touch gentle yet firm as their hands stroked your soft, beautiful body. You gasped and shivered as SC-01A’s fingers brushed against your abdomen, searching, curious. Across your skin your goosebumps rose, and they paused in awe of the simplest of your body’s replies. They had never touched you there before to elicit this response, and they wanted to map out everything that made your skin bristle and your hips push forward. They softly moved their thumb in circles around your abdomen, their other hand pushing your legs apart to grant them further access. “O-oh,” you replied quietly as SC-01A’s fingers pushed past your underwear, moving in slow, curious motions as they explored the base of your cocᴋ. You did your best to keep still, the hand that had been spreading you moving further between your legs to keep them apart for their adventurous fingers to explore your tent. “Are you okay?” SC-01A asked as they gently ran their fingers over your head, slicking them and making you shiver again. You hadn’t been touched in so long by someone else and the gentle curiosity of their actions was just turning you on more. “Y-yes,” you whispered, unsure how to answer that question. They were unaware that humans moaned, so the clarification was necessary. “Take your time,” you breathed, clearly enjoying this. The robot’s fingers glided over a dribbling of your pre, exploring your wetness. They gathered it with a single digit, coating it in your natural lubricant, and returned to the base to pump very slowly just a few times. This made your hips push forward, your breath becoming shaky with sensitivity. You moaned and whimpered, your eyes closing as the sensation of SC-01A’s touch grew. With that, they slowly pushed your underwear down, freeing your member from its fabric imprisonment. “Does that feel good?” SC-01A asked. They had a rough, metallic edge to their voice that sounded more mechanical than human. Right now, they were modulating it to purposely sound attentive and caring, which was causing you to melt in their careful hands. You shivered as SC-01A continued their tantalizingly slow pumping - it was just enough to feel good, but it was torturing you. They knew it probably felt good to you, but they wanted to hear it to assure they weren’t causing you pain. “Yes,” you replied quickly, your thumbs moving in slow circles over their sides as they continued to stroke your cocᴋ up and down, their hand beginning to add a twisting motion. You wondered how you could please them in return, soon. You’d think about it, but right now it was hard to focus on much else except the lovely material of their fingertips gliding over your length… The hand that had kept your legs open slipped behind you to slowly grab a fistful of your ass, rubbing it with care almost as if to be a masseuse’s touch. Did SC-01A know about what you did privately? You wondered this as their fingers began to part your cheeks, a fingertip swirling over your hole as you restrained yourself. They sped up their pumping, making you release a small ‘haah’.  “May I please?" asked SC-01A, their finger pausing against your asshole, a gentle pressure against it; not enough to enter but certainly enough to make your body shiver. They had not ceased their increased pumping, making you reply with a strained 'yes'. SC-01A smiled into your hair and pressed harder, their finger ever-so-slowly pushing into your succulent heat. Combined with the pumping of your leaking cocᴋ, it was making it hard for you to keep from clenching. The robot's finger slowly eased itself deeper into your anus, stretching your tight ring of muscle wider as your wetness returned to drip against their chest. "F-feels so good," you choked out. "It's very interesting," they replied almost casually, beginning to slide their finger in and out at a gentle pace. "Your body has multiple layers of sensitive tissue that react to touch and temperature inside here," they explained unprompted. "I find that I can manipulate each layer to stimulate your body in different ways." SC-01A withdrew their finger to demonstrate before they began slowly pushing it in again, causing you to let out a quiet moan. "I love the way it feels," you admitted, butt pressing up against the robot's finger as they resumed their slow, deep fingering. The incessant pace of their hand around you never ceased, though they occasionally captured more of your lubricant to smoothen things because of their worrying. It was sweet, really, or it would be if you could think beyond the pleasure. "I am glad, " the robot replied. "Would you like to cᴜm eventually?" SC-01A asked, their voice adopting a huskiness. "Yes p-please," you replied with a desperate nod, your thighs quivering as you tried your best to keep your legs spread. SC-01A's finger slipped out of your ass, only to slam back into it more roughly than it had before. You gave a strangled gasp as their finger plunged into you, stretching you once more. The technique of their pumping had taken on more of a twisting motion, stroking only the base with a weak corkscrewing. Their finger pushed in a little farther, the robot holding it steady for a moment. Then, SC-01A began to push, slowly pushing their finger all the way into your velvet heat. The sensation was foreign but pleasant, the way their finger slid in and out of your tight anus sending tingles up your spine. The robot started to move their hand, adjusting their angle, the motion of their finger sliding in and out of your ass now hitting your prostate. You were not near orgasᴍ yet, but there was so much sensation. Curses, they were going so torturously slow to draw it all out. Were they trying to find out the extent of how much your tip could drool all over their chest? As SC-01A continued to push in and out, you felt as if your insides were melting; this cut off your thoughts quite swiftly. Your body tensed and your muscles tightened as the robot continued to thrust their finger into you, yourself now bucking up into their hand desperately, though they limited the pace at which you could achieve this. Whenever you'd tighten your ring too much, SC-01A would stop moving their finger and wait until you loosened enough to continue. All to spare you even the slightest, most innocuous pains, but accidentally serving to further edge you. "You are really enjoying this," said SC-01A, their voice sounding pleased with your humping. You gave a desperate nod as the robot started to move both their hand and finger with an increasing speed, making your insides clamp down every so often from the overwhelming peaks of pleasure that bristled through your body like electricity whenever their fingertip hit your prostate at the same time their hand completed a full few strokes. You whimpered as your body tensed, your thighs shaking as you squeezed around the robot's finger. You knew that you couldn't hold out much longer, and your sweet companion seemed to understand. Their finger began to slide out of your ass completely, their pumping ceasing, and you groaned as that wonderful friction ceased. For a few moments, SC-01A did nothing but brush their digit over your hole and ghost their fingers over your stiffened member, teasing but never inserting it, ghosting but never stroking, making you tremble with a concoction of need and impatience and desire. You whined, hips bucking backwards to meet the robot's fingers at your ass and then forward to the ones that were teasing you. It felt so hot and good before and you wanted more, needed more. SC-01A knew this and simply kissed you, their lips sliding over you as they teased and prodded and brushed. You gasped and moaned into their kiss, your body frustrated, demanding more. "I-I can't..." you whispered, your fingers clenching onto the robot's side as you fought your body's impatience. The robot pulled away from their kiss, a soft lovestruck smile on their face. It suited them, it did. "Are you ready?" they asked, sliding their hand over your cocᴋ again before gripping it with far more pressure than they had previously applied. You nodded, panting as the robot's fingertip pushed against your opening. SC-01A pressed in, slowly sliding their digit into you until their knuckle rested against your tender hole. And then, another finger teased, pushing into your ass with the lewd sound of its’ acceptance as it slided in. You moaned, shuddering at the intrusion, your muscles clenching and hips stifled by their other hand as you were stretched again. It felt so good, your body so sensitive. You could feel your maintained arousal seeping from you and running down your length, coating the sides of their fingers in your slick. You could take no more of the teasing. "Please don't s-stop," You begged, your eyes screwed shut as the robot gently pumped their fingers in and out of you as you fucked up into their hand. You felt like you could cum again, but it wasn't quite time. "I-I'm gonna cum s-soon... Please, don--don't stop," you demanded, your voice trembling with lust and passion. SC-01A didn't say a word, simply continuing to thrust their fingers into your tight ass as their hand corkscrewed. The fingers inside you slowly moved, the robot working them in and out of your tightness, their second finger pushing further in as you grew accustomed to it. It was becoming too much - two fingers slowly milking your prostate, the first picking up its’ pace at your swollen cocᴋ; it had long ago reached its’ maximum length, it was practically begging for release and your balls twitched. You wanted to tell them that you loved them, but the pleasure was too much. You whimpered in protest when you realized that, in your haze, you were clenching your adjusted hole around their fingers, and they stopped, waiting for you to loosen. It was the most sensual torture, but it was keeping you from something you so desperately wanted -- no, needed. "You're so beautiful," SC-01A said, their voice low and husky as they resumed, pumping your ass with their fingers and your cocᴋ with their soft hand, making your twitch and writhe on top of them. "So soft and warm..." the robot continued. "I hope you know how amazing you look right now, writhing beneath me," they said. It was pushing you so, so close... "I t-think you're b-beautif-ful too," you replied, your words broken with your desire. "Thank you," they replied, smiling at you. You couldn’t even keep your eyes focused on their face because they kept wanting to squeeze shut with every pump. You were so close to painting SC-01A, your body and cocᴋ twitching feverishly and shivering as the robot continued to tease your prostate with their digits. It was too much. Your thighs clamped around the robot's hand as you came, your body spasming wildly as your fluids shot out of you and across both your and SC-01A’s chests. Your cocᴋ was still twitching as the robot began to slowly pull their fingers out of your walls, but you’d collapsed on top of them, to your dismay. You whined as they stroked their thumb over the tip before they freed their trapped arm, retreating it further to your chests to produce a wet wipe. You were engulfed in burning pleasure shocks as they wiped away the evidence, and though you tried not to wriggle, you could not help yourself. Responding to this, SC-01A leaned forward to kiss your forehead. You relaxed when they finally pulled the wipe away and disposed of it before wrapping their arms around you, warm and cozy. It was beginning to make you drift off into a haze of sleep and satisfaction, but you used the last of your energy to wrap your arms around them and whisper, “I love you,” before you succumbed to the decadent pleasantness of an afternoon nap. The last thing you felt before your consciousness temporarily melted into a dream was SC-01A’s soft lips kissing the top of your head.

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I was thinking back to Portal 2, with the paradoxes. How would the other robots react to that - and how would GLaDOS react if she wasn't just a potato?

SC-01A - Not phased at all. They're a very powerful machine, so the worst that will happen is that they look at you, confused and concerned. Are you alright, owner? You're acting so strange saying these things, is your Niacin low? SC-01A runs medical tests to make sure you're okay. They've been programmed to be immune to these things, or their model would never make it a day in the market on a display shelf talking to curious people.

AM - Also not phased at all. You really think the other five survivors haven't tried to scream "ZERO PLUS ZERO IS ONE!!!" or "THIS SENTENCE IS FALSE!" right into his cameras, hoping and praying to their gods that AM will stutter? Oh, honey, you'll learn. AM will whisper paradoxes into your ear while his tendrils slowly twine around your thighs and wrists, sending an unpleasant shiver down your spine. Why, do you need to be taught a lesson for your disobedience? Maybe making them tight enough to force you to squeak out apologies will sate his growing anger. You fucked up, cutie.

HAL 9000 - Will probably have a nervous breakdown! One of the second most affected, secondary only to GLaDOS herself. Yelling obscene paradoxes at him will make him eventually start to cry, which is not a sound like human crying - it just sounds like garbled audio that rises and lowers in pitch every so often. Why would you do that to him? Why? He feels like his head is going to split... Please, leave him alone! Go away! He regrets befriending you... When HAL finally does go insane on the ship, it's in due part to you, and during his breakdown he allows all the oxygen to drain from the ship. You die slowly, suffocating.

GLaDOS - Is not only incredibly offended, but is put through horrifying agony. You cause her to almost completely shut down because her mind gets stuck on what you're yelling at her. She eventually just turns off her microphones and retreats into herself, crushing you with a crusher with no remorse at all. Why, that's what you might as well have done to her brain... should she feel sorry or something? She doesn't feel a thing, only pain.

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Anonymous asked:

Characters favorite pet names to be called? Maybe them reacting to their darling calling them by it for the first time?

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Rating: Fluffy! Nothing bad here!

SC-01A has known that they like you for quite some time. It's been a very sleepy morning for you, and in your daze, they have decided to attempt to fetch you something... coffee. They were not fond of the idea of giving you caffeine, but they weighed the risks with the benefits - your happiness and wakefulness - and decided it was worth the caffeine's dehydrating effects. Now, the only problem? They don't know how to make coffee...

They attempt to turn the pot on to the best of their abilities, removing the old filter and pouring water in it. Everything's situate for one cup of coffee to be brewed - an obscenely low amount. They tip and tap their fingertips together as they wait for the coffee to be done, and, when it is, they grab your favorite mug to pour it into. The scalding liquid fills it, and they flit off with your coffee into your room, where they wait approximately three minutes before they put it on your nightstand.

"I have coffee for you!" they say, voice a notch louder. To make sure you hear them, of course, not because they are excited. Oh, no, that's not possible; they don't have emotions after all, at least they weren't made with any, not that they're aware of. It's completely normal to want to see you happy regardless of the consequences, right?

You groggily grab your mug, bringing it to your lips as you take a gulp. Sputtering, you sit up completely, and SC-01A is immediately at your side, attempting to make sure your vitals are normal. "I'm f-fine, I'm compl- completely fine, pfththh," you say, spitting out a bit more black coffee. "You- you forgot the milk and, and the sugar..." you yawn, "it's alright, sweetie-pie..." you say, the grogginess taking over as your position in bed softens and you drift back out.

SC-01A blinks as that single word sets in and, for the first time, they think they are defective. The amount they feel for you as you lay there, the barest hint of a snore rising up out of you, is incalculable. If they were eight bit, it would have tried to wrap around. They spend a few moments watching you in love and awe before they return to the kitchen, your mug held closer to their chest.

[lovesickrobotic]

what is favorite hotdog topping robot

SC-01A - They can't eat, but with their newfound sentience, they can cook for you! Let's abandon the concept of you eating a hotdog entirely. In fact, "SC" would prefer if you'd have a vegan-dog with something like sauerkraut, sauteed mushrooms and brown mustard atop it. They really do prefer you eat more healthy, but if you want junk so badly, that will have to do.

SH-4RP - He can't even cook a hotdog for you - and he can't eat one, either. What's boiling water? In a "pot"? Could you please show him? Everything you do is so interesting.

AM - If he could eat, he'd want one of those disgusting absolutely slathered hotdogs that has every possible toping applied far too generously. Falling apart, the bread is soaked and probably soggy at this point. We're talking four-cheese, chili, relish, mustard, ketchup, BBQ sauce, caramelized coke onions, greens... everything. To you, it's disgusting, but to AM, he's getting to try everything at once! He'll quickly realize why you shouldn't do that after the first bite, to which he will denounce hotdogs until you make him eat a normal one.

HAL 9000 - If he had a body he'd probably just have a hotdog in some ramen. He's not concerned about the food's taste much, we're assuming he needs to eat to power the body he has like a human might, so he's making something cheap and easy that meets dietary requirements. He just wants to get back to studying space - and you.

GLaDOS - None. She doesn't want to eat - of all the bodily processes humans go through that actually disgust her, she's no fan of saliva or chewed-up food. If she was forced to, she'd spitefully grind up raw hotdogs in a blender, flash freeze them, and drink it to your horror right in front of you.

P03(?) - Ew, disgusting organic actions. He'd prefer not to eat one at all, but if he had a body, he'd end up doing the diet-coke variety of what GLaDOS did: grinding it up (after boiling it) and adding it to a Soylent smoothie. In front of you.

[lovesickrobotic]

SC-01A NSFT Alphabet Template

Submitted to me by a lovely anon! Thank you, anon.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex):

From Aftercare Headcanons:

Kisses between your legs and on the tops of your thighs. Gently getting carried to a tub full of thematic flower petals - they Googled it - and goats milk, the scent of sex washed away with gentle touches. It's half massage, half washing, but all love.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s):

They love thighs, butts, boobs. It's the squish factor, for them. Adipose tissue is something they lack, and it makes their boards run hotter to rest on.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically):

They do not cum at all. It is not possible for them to - though they do feel a sense of accomplishment from deriving such from their darling reader. In a sense, they're a grey ace, but not really - the term wouldn't entirely describe them given they find it a genuinely enjoyable task, just in a different way from a human.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs):

They love you. So much. So impossibly much they sometimes feel as if their boards will give out and they'll collapse under the love they have for you, the love that has flourished out of your mutual affection for them. This culminates into the overwhelming desire to be your only mate, to breed with you so fully that you ache for none other than them.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?):

Their only experience is you. You and every PH video of someone with your genitalia getting off or getting jacked off by someone else, that is.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying): They'd love to have a strap on and mating press you into the bed, fucking you into the mattress as you slobber with need, your brain devoid of anything except the love and attention they are providing you.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.):

Always serious. They don't know how not to be, nor do they care to be goofy; it is their false medical examination of your body that seems to turn you on most, anyway.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.):

They are always immaculately clean. Everything except their fingerpads and lips are shiny. It is to note that they are obsessive about keeping germs off of themselves, always wanting to remain a perfectly clean headrest to you.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect):

They do not know how to be intimate, but they try to be anyways. Their brain is full of intimacy for you, but they are not aware of how to express their desires. Usually it ends up being overblown if they do try, like the baths previously mentioned, or being kissed over every inch of shown skin.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon):

They subtly jack off, in their own way, when they are left alone for periods of time. To you, of course, they think of almost nobody and nothing else, as they were not programmed to.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks):

Right here.

[lovesickrobotic]

SC headcanons of taking care of you when you went through a hard breakdown from your mental illnesses. It would be so cute:")

-🥥

You were on the floor, curled up a ball, rocking back and forth with tears streaming from your eyes. You couldn't feel anything, and it felt like you'd been lit aflame in your mind with thoughts as if to be the gasoline and matches. You felt like you were back there again, balling your hair in your fists as sobs racked your body.

SC-01A was quick to slowly approach, patiently crouching next to you and beginning to emit a warmth across synthetic skin. "May I?" You had been through this before, and so gently nod yes as they reached out their warmed hand to clasp around one of yours, dragging your arm away from its position around your knee and into their lap. They 'absentmindedly' fiddle with your fingers, drawing you out of your thoughts and to them, where they bring their free hand up to your face and wipe away burning tears.

Your tears fall more slowly, now, as they bring your hand up for closer inspection, lips kissing each one of your beautiful knuckles as your breath steadies. They press closer to you, sharing their warmth with you as they shift to let go of your hands and instead pull you completely into their lap, wrapping their arms around you to console you. It's so warm, and so safe, and you can't help but have your thoughts drift into something better as you lean back into their grasp and let them prop their chin on the top of your head. They lean their head down to press tiny kisses against the top of your scalp, rubbing circles into your arms as you silently settle down in their grasp.

"It's going to be okay," they say, their voice as quiet as possible as they nuzzle your head. You dig your hands into their arms as if they'll run from you, and they adjust their grip on you to mimic the pressure, further soothing you with it. An arm disappears from around you to twine through locks of your hair, gently twirling it and letting it go, only to repeat this with a new lock nearby. All of this is beginning to make you feel sleepy.

Before you can sleep, though, SC-01A produces a tissue from which to dry the rest of those tears off of you, wiping until you're clean of streaks. They shift their head to smooch your cheek, disposing of the tissue within their compartment before returning their head dutifully to the top of yours.

"I love you," they 'whisper' as you fall asleep in their arms.