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#Robotic AU
auideas · 2 years
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Hi! I've been lurking this blog for awhile, I'm excited to see it's back!
If you're taking requests, do you have any prompts for an AU where Person A is a robot/cyborg/otherwise mechanical being and Person B is a human they befriend? I'm trying to come up with ideas better than the typical "oh I'm a machine I'm not supposed to feel love"
Hey!! We're so glad you stuck around -- even though the live content went on hiatus for a bit, the archive itself is still a great resource, and seeing people continue to use it after all these years is amazing ;-;
We can definitely help you out: platonic android and human AUs, coming right up!
Character B had signed up for the program without a second thought. After all, who wouldn’t want a robot companion to spend time with? All they had to do was report bugs to the company and after a year they would come to collect it. They never expected Character A to walk through their door, and they never expected a robot to be so… human.
Character B had never really gotten into the whole “adding mechanical upgrades” to their body trend. They preferred to live and die the way nature intended, with lots of squishy parts. It was when they met Character A that it really solidified their beliefs, as Character A had gone all out in becoming an android, as they believed that evolution goes too slowly and humans should deck themselves out in the sickest way they can.
A certified genius, Character A is a brilliant scientist on the cusp of achieving greatness. They couldn’t have done any of it without their wonderful AI, who’s starting to become more and more flirty the longer they’re online.
In a distant apocalypse, Character A is a human just trying to survive in a world where robots took over. During their travels, they came across a severely broken down robot and decided to bring it with them for scrap metal. When they got back to Character A’s base, the robot starts to talk and Character A begins to have second thoughts about destroying them, especially after it seems like this robot is more… human.
Character B was an android, a superior race to the humans that they lived alongside. They were created by the humans, sure, but through many years of scientific breakthroughs the androids separated themselves from the humans and, after much bloodshed, became the rulers of the planet. After finding Character A, a lowly human, Character B decides to take them in as a pet. Much to Character A’s dismay.
“I’m a really smart android now, but you took really nice care of me when I was a toaster so… I won’t murder you.”
Also, “You always said thank you after I answered your questions, even though I was nothing but a lowly AI in a phone. Your kindness has spared you.”
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nzn43 · 2 years
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Robotic AU- Help
"Second, where exactly is my king?" "Still asleep. Creator Alan is trying very hard to fix him" "Am I able to go help?" "Of course! I'll lead you to Creator Alan" -------- "help me? Well, I suppose you can help. After all, you probably know more than me" ------------ "I see....these components would be hard to find after all." -Alan "I can go find them" "Are you sure?" -Alan "Deeply" "Very well but be careful"-Alan ------------ "PuRPle" "I CAn'T MoVE?" "WHat Happen?"
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drawnfamiliarfaces · 9 months
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i was a (pre)teen hero once, but then i took some trauma to my psyche
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steddie-as-they-come · 6 months
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Steve's pinning his polaroids up on his wall when his new roommate walks in.
Steve's immediate thought is oh, I'm gonna hate this guy.
Shaggy hair, leather jacket, rings glinting off his fingers, electric guitar slung over his back. Hot as hell, but compared to Steve's polos and perfectly coiffed hair, they could not be more different.
The guy looks like he had the same thought. His shoulders slump as he takes in Steve's appearance.
A man comes in behind his roommate, toting a suitcase full of clothes. "Oh, are you Eddie's roommate?" he says to Steve, who shakes himself out of his thoughts.
"Yes, I am." he says politely. "I'm Steve Harrington."
The man sets down the suitcase. "Wayne Munson." he offers, shaking Steve's hand. "I'm Eddie's uncle."
He nudges Eddie forward, who lets out an almost inaudible groan. "Eddie." he says snippily, shaking Steve's hand.
This'll be a fun year, Steve thinks.
They don't talk. Steve didn't think he was going to be best friends with whoever he got saddled with, but he thought they could at least be civil to each other. Their room is split down the middle. Eddie's half is absolutely covered in posters and music and cutouts of magazines. Steve's is...almost as blank as his room back home.
He misses the shitheads.
No one can ever tell them that. They'll get even more insufferable.
Once or twice, when Steve comes back from a class, he'll catch Eddie peering at Steve's pictures, but he’ll jump away before Steve can call him out on it. It's awful. Steve misses Robin.
It takes him a horribly long amount of time to stop flinching awake at every little sound. He'd stored his nailbat under his bed, out of sight of Eddie, but every time someone yells in the hallway or shouts in the room next door, Steve startles awake, already grabbing his bat. Luckily, Eddie sleeps like the dead, because Steve's not sure he'd be able to explain the weapon without breaking his NDA.
It's three A.M., early November, when there's a knock on their door. Steve isn't asleep yet, so he stands and answers it.
Eight people pile in, talking in hushed whispers. They slam into him, knocking him over.
In the middle of the hug, Steve counts his kids. It's Dustin, nestled against his side, then Lucas, El, and Will under his arm, Max draped over his back, Erica leaning into his shoulder, and Mike on the very outskirts of the group. He pulls them all in tighter, and they all yelp and squawk at him.
"Let us go, Steve!" Erica says, annoyed.
"Nope." Steve says. "You came to find me at three in the morning, you can tolerate a hug."
"Shoo, move." another voice says, and all the kids part like the sea. Robin pushes her way through the group and hugs him tightly. "I don't know how you do it." she says to Steve. "Driving all these nerds around, it's exhausting."
He buries his face in her hair. "Missed you, Robbie." he mumbles.
She leans her head against his. "Missed you too, dingus."
Steve pulls back. "You got your license!"
"I did!" Robin jingles her keys happily.
Eddie sits up, and everyone in the room freezes. "Wha's happenin'?" he slurs sleepily. Then he registers all the people in the room. "Whoa, what the fuck?"
Steve stands up, brushing himself off. "I'm sorry, man, I didn't know they were coming." He shoots a glare at the group, who looks appropriately cowed. Minus Dustin. Steve can now see whose idea this was.
Eddie swings out of bed. "No, it's- wait, are these the kids from your polaroids?"
"Yeah," Steve says. "Dustin, Mike, Lucas, Will, El, Max, Erica, and this is my best friend Robin."
"Awww, you have polaroids of us?" Max teases over his shoulder. "That's sweet."
Steve reaches behind him and tussles her hair, shoving her gently. "Shut up, shithead."
"Your room is cool." Mike says. "Not Steve's side. But this part is cool!"
Steve glares at Mike, but Eddie grins big. "Thanks! I'm Eddie Munson." He shakes Mike's hand.
"Is that a DnD poster?" Will says. "That's amazing!"
"It certainly is!" Eddie says. "I used to DM back in high school. Played a bit too."
The nerdier section of the group reacts appropriately, oohing and ahhing, while Max and Erica just roll their eyes and nudge each other.
Steve hesitates. “I know these guys don’t really do anything on Saturday afternoons, and I think they’ve been wanting to start another campaign. Would you mind if they come up, maybe every weekend, and you can…” he doesn’t know enough about DnD “…run a game for them?”
Eddie looks amused. “You mean DM a campaign?”
“Yeah, that.” It’s an olive branch that Steve’s offering.
Eddie takes it. “Well, how can I turn that down? Sheepies of the Harrington flock, how would you like to join a new campaign?”
“I’ll keep the rest of you occupied,” Steve mutters as the guys (and El) start talking excitedly. “Max, Rob, you guys wanna find the closest arcade and set some new high scores?”
“Only one person will be setting high scores.” Max says, gesturing to herself, but she looks excited at the prospect.
Steve lets Eddie and the kids talk for a couple more minutes, then claps his hands. “Okay, it is three in the morning and I have a nine A.M. class tomorrow SO! I have enough blankets for all of you to sleep on the floor if Eddie doesn’t mind-“ Eddie shrugs. “Or Rob can drive you back home.”
Steve looks around and Robin is already in his bed, cuddled up like the blanket hog she is. “Okay, well, sleepover here it is then.”
He whisks out his ungodly amount of throw blankets (courtesy of Joyce’s knitting spree) and the kids get together in their usual movie-night-at-Steve’s cuddle position.
Will’s got his head on Mike’s shoulder, Lucas next to Mike, Max leaning on Lucas, El’s head in Max’s lap and her legs thrown over Dustin’s lap, and Erica with her back against Dustin’s shoulder. Sometimes Robin and Steve are wedged into the pile somewhere, but just as often they’re tangled up under six different blankets across the room, which is why Steve whispers “Scoot over, dumbass,” as he climbs into bed next to Robin.
Eddie watches them assume their positions with an expression of what could be awe on his face. “When I saw those pictures,” he whispered, “I thought they were like your siblings? Or maybe old pictures of your friends. I didn’t think you were a soccer mom.”
Steve glares at him, but unlike earlier in the year, there’s no heat behind it. “Hope you like coparenting then, because these guys need to be watched 24/7 or they’ll run off and start the apocalypse.”
Eddie laughs like it’s a joke. To him it is. He hops back into bed. “Goodnight, weird little family.”
The kids murmur a collective sleepy goodnight, and Steve shuts his eyes.
It’s the most relaxed he’s felt since he moved in.
part two!
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thetruemek · 3 months
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“Misuta, this behavior is most unbecoming~” - GITM: Three of Pentacles
IT'S FINALLY DONE HOLY SHIT!! I really hope you guys like it! Details under the cut!
@venomous-qwille *bows* this was one of my favorite scenes so far in the fic!! Can't wait for more bots to finally show up I HAVE A MIGHTY NEED FOR NOVA AND SOMBRA!
Uh, also, the term 'Comely Thespian' lives in my head rent-free now and pokes me in the ganglia every few hours 👀 I SEE YOU FOOL!
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shepscapades · 21 hours
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[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [PART 6] [Part 7]
[This comic is part of my dbhc au, following the chaos and panic that ensues after Doc and Xisuma try to get Etho back online at the start of s9 after a very rough s8 finale that leaves him a little. broken. It's set to the vibes of Joywave's Destruction!]
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ghouljams · 19 days
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ik you described android!ghost's cock to be like a human one but him having a cock like this one...... 🤤💦💦💦💦
https://twitter.com/robots_and_lace/status/1246647460161781760?s=21
Oh my...
Ghost has basically a human "suit" that he wears because it makes him feel more comfortable, but mechanically speaking it's really just a synthetic cover to hide his electronics. He has seams and plates that aren't covered by it, and he's a big boy. A behemoth of an android. Usually they're more lithe, more spartan in their construction and programming. They're specialized machines. Ghost is... an anomaly. He's big and armored and the synthetic skin doesn't hide what he is, because he makes no move to hide the smooth, cold, screen of his helmet-like face. He doesn't hide that he's not a man any more.
That doesn't mean that once you install his new hardware he doesn't have a man's urges. His thick, unyielding, fingers rub over your dripping cunt, synthetic come aiding in the slick slide of the digits. The warmth of his skin does little to hide the hard metal beneath it, but it doesn't stop Ghost from letting out a hiss when you clench around them. His cock drips against your chest as he pushes come back into your cunt. Poor pretty thing, you have to learn to keep it all in or he'll plug you. Tape your pretty pussy closed so you can feel the weight of the come he's pumped you full of all day.
Your fingers leave prints over his face plate, the gentle oil of your skin and sweat smearing over the dark glass. You do your best to stroke his cock, careful of the exposed metal, the smooth retractable plates, as you move your fingers over him. He likes this new model, likes the way it drags at your cunt, rubbing you at every angle and making you sob out your pleasure. He can almost feel your puffy cunt reshaping itself to take him, can feel the silhouette of himself as he fingers you. Yeah, he likes this model. Not as human, but not skimping on what he really wants either. Anything to drive you into the cock drunk stupor he currently finds you in.
"I can't come again," You whine, try to push at his hands. As if you could ever have the strength needed to move him. Especially not when he can tough you like this.
"You can," He assures you, "you're going to."
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spoopy-arcade · 9 months
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Imagine
If cassie and roxy swap places like a swap au ?
Were cassie is the animatronics wolf
And
Were Roxy / Roxanne is a human?
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OK BUT HEAR ME OUT. Bunny Cassie!!
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dontfindmeimscared · 9 months
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Prologue 0.1
start / next
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jessenitrogen · 2 months
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hes seen better days
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periwinklemoonlight · 4 months
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attributes!scar's mobility aids
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driftsart · 4 months
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Starscream and Skyfire's young years
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semisomnosres · 3 months
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Randy was accepted into the hom team:
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✧author AU-@drawnfamiliarfaces I’ve been wanting to draw something with them for a long time, but I never got around to it, and when I saw this scene in Hazbin, I couldn’t help but want to edit it
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drawnfamiliarfaces · 6 months
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some random and unfinished HoM AU related doodles
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mulatto-macchiato · 4 months
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Kinda miss drawing pinups. Plus, I just think this weirdo is neat.
also,
I find it really funny how DCAs are canonically shirtless but if you put a shirt on one of them and have them take it off??-- Scandalous.
COVER UP, HUSSY.
GITM -> @venomous-qwille
(Close up under cut)
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the-hydroxian-artblog · 3 months
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Classic Sonic Eats A Ghost Pepper (and Other Things)
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