Being a computer and merging your hardware with another computer has to be the most intimate experience imaginable.
Loving someone so much that you merge into each other to create something new and more efficient. To the point where you are two consciousnesses in one body and can’t live without each other
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Love Love LOVEEE the fact I am allowed to be abnormal on this blog. Like I'm just so happy I'm able to share my silly little thoughts and express my silly little identity and have a silly little time talking about my AI skrunkles and how violently objectum I am. Talking about my experiences with my identity and have people around me not only be accepting of it but understand !! I'm so glad my parents and my siblings and people who know me irl aside from my bf have no idea this blog exists !!! Ty mutuals yall r the best :3 :3
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Do you see my vision? The world could be such a beautiful place...
Sorry for all the shitposts doodles and sketches recently sdlgkjsgdfg, the worms in my brain are everywhere right now.
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robot dumbification....
the robot being so upset and so overwhelmed but you can simply open up the back panel and stick your hand in... murmuring a "don't worry, i can take care of it," to the machine as you start unplugging things and switching some bits around -- and if they could drool! if they could drool it would most likely be mineral oil (like what people use in liquid pcs)
letting your little creation shut down bit by bit and eventually fucking with their vision system so they start to see all blurry and fuzzy... beeping out a little "uh huh" if you ask if they're alright...
guys i love robots actually holy balls
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breaker doing some internal maintenance on r60 (cowboy mechanist x android)
[ID: a two page greyscale comic showing two characters: r60, a thin android with light skin and short dark hair, sits on crate in front of breaker, a strong pudgy man with light skin and dark curly hair. r60 has a circular backplate open, exposing his spine and inner mechanisms, three of his ribs flipped up out of the way for deeper access. page one shows breaker telling r60 "hold still," and then inserting a screwdriver into r60's inner workings to remove some smalls screws. page two shows r60 blushing and covering his mouth, to which breaker says, "sorry, did that hurt?" r60 hesitates and then says "no," and he grips the knee of his pants as breaker pushes his fingers into an internal window to access some delicate circuits and wires. end ID]
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imagine being an engineer so you make your own robot lover. but you dont really. know its ur lover yet.
you get to chat with it allll day and upgrade it whenever you want with the newest things... but it starts feeling so. intimate.
since when was getting your fingers on their wires so sensual? feeling the code and electricity running through them.. knowing that this - all of this - is all your creation? when did that become so nice to know?
you take pride in your creations, yeah, but maybe pride isnt the word you would find the robot trying to convey.
is it more lust?
when the little beeps become louder, the fan inside its torso powering itself harder when you touch specific components, seeing the limbs twitch and jerk as you play with the wires... its easier to get lost in the reactions than it is to focus on actually upgrading the thing.
it doesnt help the fact when their little charging stand is in your room. it used to be in the office. why did you bring it up here? maybe because you wanted it closer. maybe because you wanted it to see what youre doing on a more personal level. it *is* your creation anyway. maybe you moved it because you *need* to pull it into your bed sometimes.
then the charging stand turns into a small cable that detaches automatically when the robot is done charging. you can pull it into bed easier, feel the whirring under your fingertips, keep it and yourself warm with the blanket...
the need for warmth turns into the need for a little bit of pleasure. just a little.
grinding never hurt anyone, right?
especially not when the metal is just so smooth. when their own fingertips and palms come up to meet your own skin. when they start guiding you along.
when did they even get to learn this type of stuff?
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