#bionic limbs

[brazilianflamingo]

Protogen experiment

#digital art #furry art #artwork #drawing #furry #furry oc #oc #protogen #sfw furry #character design #robot #robot oc #robot girl #robot art #cybernetics #bionic limbs

[tvirus-arts]

Healing

Au of bionic Weskieee :3

Two wonderful moots took to writing their own interpretations of my au! Check them out!!

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Hes still in a temporary catatonic state, he can sort of respond with one word. He doesn't understand what exactly is being said to him but he does understand positive or negative actions/facial expressions. He does feel pain significantly from the little treatment patch having side affects.

He little bubble of him wantinf Claire and Rebecca ita because hes learned they're taking care of him. Claire reads to him, feeda him and helps him in other things he cant dl by himself yet, and Rebecca's the good ol doc and helping rehab him physically.

Chris kind of seems straight up evil, but is he really? After everything Weskers done?

#resident evil #albert wesker #claire redfield #wesker #au #tvirus-arts #chris redfield #bionic limbs #biohazard #rebecca chambers #moral dilemma

[silenceindustries]

Drew a new cyborg character. Dunno what to call her yet.

#Cyborg #Cybernetics #Bionic limbs #Original Character #OC #Digital Art #Silence Post

[miscellaneous-geekery]

#prosthetics #prosthetic hand #prosthetics science #bionic limbs #Youtube #cw injury

[warpolomewdarkmatter]

cumbersome and heavy body

#warp darkmatter #buzz lightyear of star command #hi everyone can we talk about warp ive been dying to talk about warp #like... thinking about how hes canonically disabled. he is missing a hand!!! that is so important to me and i think about it a lot #yes hes all that primadonna girl bubblegum bitch electra heart etc . but also he is an amputee! and that makes him so interesting to me.. #i love to think about how a guy like warp deals with the missing of a hand both in the lost-it-during-tab and lost-it-in-the-past scenarios #like how much time it took him to adjust or how he went through physiotherapy with gritted teeth. THINK ABOUT IT! #he loves to put up fronts and be that suave arrogant kinda guy but also has chronic pain and takes off his stupid hand first chance he gets #so its interesting to consider eg how much itd take him to admit that his bitchin hand is also stupid and heavy and he gets tired... #not to romanticise disability btw it just gives him delicious dimension and . you know!!!! #i wish it was explored more in the fandom lol i know it gets swept under the rug bc of scifi perfect bionic cyborg limbs fantasy #but i want more content of warp sans his hand... just doing mundane shit... living his life... representation..! #and not like 'warp lives and sleeps with his prostetic and it feels natural to him ^_^' dont erase his disability!!!!!!! #drawpost #origpost #also his suit is fucked in this art LOL my pipeline for this piece was horrid. dont ask me about my layers im deeply ashamed.

[feniverse-unfiltered]

Do you guys think Vash ever forgets he only has one arm, tries to catch or grab things when his prosthetic is off, and just ends up staring down in dismay

#this popped into my head cause I randomly remembered that video of the one three legged cat going to swat another cat with its missing limb #made me think “huh that'd be funny if vash did something similar” just waving his arm nub around angrily while bickering with wolfwood #vash posting #trigun posting #feniverse rambling #part of me wants to believe he does this often cause he's so used to the mobility of his prosthetic (bionic?) that he's just used to having #two functional limbs but at the same time I feel like he's self aware enough that it doesn't happen that often #maybe it did way in the early stages

[hlvraik]

To balance out the Bubby angst I'd like to point out that k!Coomer woke up with bionic limbs and no explanation and just went Oh Sweet!

At least one person found light in this situation.

#in 10 seconds Coomer's about to present why a kid having bionic limbs is a BAD IDEA #hlvrai au #kid!au #hlvrai #half life vr self aware ai #half life vr ai #coomer #hlvrai coomer

[dezwade]

so how come when leo accidentally injures Taylor he gets a whole arc about how guilty he feels but when Chase's pettiness leads to Leo's leg being crushed to the point he needs a prosthetic, chase doesn't even apologize

#lab rats #mine. #space elevator. vexes me #also the show can say 'bionic limbs' all they want but theyre prosthetics. theyre just super-powered prosthetics

[wishful-seeker]

Bro CRPS is so insane

Ya know how your brain sends pain signals to say there is a threat? (Ex: Hot, don't touch itll harm you!)

Well your brain on CPRS thinks all your limbs are the threat.

My body

Thinks both my arms and legs are bad guys

Maybe thats why on my worst days i wish i didn't have limbs ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#ugghhhhhh #yes i genuinely sometimes crave not having limbs its literally that bad #the idea of bionic legs seems like heaven sometimes

[idol--hands]

Man missing 4 fingers demonstrates the "fully functional" hand that he built for himself.

#cybernetics #steampunk #robophilia #artificial limbs #bionic #clockwork #cyborg #not really #but still damn cool #mechanical #bionic hand #mechanical arm

[cemeterything]

i know it's technically the correct term for them but whenever a futuristic cyberpunk/scifi setting calls robotic limbs and other cybernetic enhancements "body mods" i can't help but imagine going into a tattoo and piercing shop and coming out with a sicknasty bionic eye along with your new septum ring or something

#🐉

[brazilianflamingo]

Yet another proot with a pewpew!

Check my carrd.co!

#digital art #digital illustration #digital drawing #drawing #artwork #furry #furry art #military #gun #weapon #pp-19 #soldier #bionic limbs #protogen #artists on tumblr #sfw furry art

[tvirus-arts]

Quick shower

Its time jump to a little while after Chris gets over being a big ol bully,gets confronted and all that, so he's learning to tolerate Wesky lmao

and Wesker can speak some more! His memory's still a mess right now though, but he does get feelings of something being familiar

Full mini (nsfw) comic: HERE!

#resident evil #albert wesker #wesker #tvirus-arts #au #chrisker #chris x wesker #chris redfield #bionic limbs

[hwaitham]

𝓱𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𓈒 ˖ ࣪ 𝜗𝜚

boothill x f!reader . unspecified relationship ﾉ unspoken confessions (?) ﾉ reader is implied to be his engineer ﾉ he calls you poppet ﾉ something short and hopefully sweet for our dashing ranger (〃ω〃) ꒱ྀི 912 wc

“you know, i’m most jealous of people who have houses to live in.”

your muscles tense upon hearing boothill’s words and the crack to his voice as he speaks them. he sounds more human than ever. 

the metal plates of his chest are turned open, outwards, baring all his inner workings for you to inspect for errors. tangled wire and frayed heart. a cold, lorn ancestor pumping blue blood.

“why?”

“i mean, it’d sure be nice to have a place to come back to at the end of the day. kick my feet up ‘nd pop open a bottle of bart 17 years… strum some tunes ‘nd sing to the moon. fudge, having a bed to lay down in don’t sound so bad, either.” he scoffs, takes a swig of the malt juice sitting next to him on the lab bench. sets it back down, smiles at the floor— a wistful smile at that, you notice. one that doesn’t near reach his bionic eyes, one that crackles and decays at the edges of his lips like oxidising iron.

the grip on the soldering gun in your hands slackens the slightest of bits, your smile mirroring his own. “that sounds rather lovely.”

“y’know what else would be rather lovely? a pretty little lady to make that house a home.”

there’s a hitch to your breath when you realise how boothill has leaned in to invade your space, broad shadow looming over you and diesel oil laying thickly on the membrane of your nostrils. some feeling bordering the line between trepidation and earnest expectation fills your gut as you sense his gaze on you, and you do your best to avoid it, fighting the urge to hold the man you’ve grown so terribly fond of to your chest, as tender as your own heart.

(you would let him live there, in your heart, if he so desired. you would wish for it, even.)

“perhaps she’d be an engineer of sorts— patch me up when my missions go awry, put all of my broken pieces back together again…”

“oh… yeah?” your voice wavers, yet your hands remain as steady as ever, welding two wires together.

“mhm,” boothill drawls, leaning into you further. the space between the tip of his nose and your forehead feels infinitesimal. “i’d have her back, just as she’d have mine. i’d take care of her, just as she does me… kiss her ‘nd love on her, make her the happiest woman in all the galaxy.”

his voice melts into something nectary and bedroom-soft the more he speaks of this woman, so cloyingly sweet that it gives your lungs and limbs a warm ache, warmer than silica from the sweetest of sands. you find your sinews loosening at the feeling, heart slowing— his shoulder looks to be an enticing spot to rest your head. 

you yearn to share this warmth with him.

so, finally, you allow yourself to meet the ranger’s eyes, blinking in surprise when you realise just how close he’d gotten over the past minutes. close enough to be able to make out the yawn of craters and mountains decorating his slate irises, the near faded freckles over pale meat that you long to brush your thumbs over. boothill, too, seems to startle as you look up at him, the little smirk once etched on his lips falling into a small pout of awe.

“and… and she’d have these eyes, the most darlin’ dewy eyes that’d just— gosh— they may as well have gone and knocked my heart straight outta whack.”

these eyes, your eyes, chocolate sweet eyes that are teeming with about the same paradoxical innocence and percipience as a doe’s— boothill doesn’t think he’ll ever get used to them. how looking into them rouses his mechanical heart like no other, seizes his entire being with such a voracity that he thinks he just may blow a fuse.

the cyborg nearly remembers what it feels like to be hungry.

and born from the longing that chokes you is a generosity wherein you’re ready to offer anything, everything to him; you’d let him indulge in that hunger and have you without question.

there’s no hesitation in your response as you whisper, near inaudibly— he’s sure he wouldn’t have picked up on your mousy voice if it weren’t for prior enhancements you’ve made to his neuro chip. “maybe you should try asking her if she’ll join you. maybe… she’ll say yes.”

you finish your soldering job on his wires and seal shut the metal plates of his chest, letting your gloved hands linger there momentarily before bringing them up to cradle his face.

an odd sensation works its way under his flesh at the contact, sweet little tingles beneath his cheek, like cinnamon powder dusting over frothy milk. he’s quick to find a place of rest within your palms, the respite you give him with a tender smile, and boothill realises that this is more than enough.

he doesn’t need a house, when he’s already found a home in you.

“well, then,” huffing out a quiet laugh, he gently takes you by the waist with chromium fingers, soft lips finding the crown of your head. his body is of both hard and soft parts; metal and meat. “what say you, poppet?” 

his hunger, too, has both hard and soft parts. head and heart, an immortal soul and human happiness.

“would’ja ride with this lone ranger ’til the end of the line?”

#𝓭𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓯𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓻 ⑅˚˖ ݁ ˓ ෆ #boothill x reader #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #losing myself to delirium waah this was mostly just catharsis for me so im sorry if it sucks butt to you ! ! ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

[boothillssugarmomma]

Screw Loose

(Boothill x Fem!Reader)

cw-: sickeningly sweet Boothill, limb detachment mentioned, hint of talk of powering down

🎀 authorsnote: Boothill is my baby and will always be my baby and I love him so fucking muchhhhh

please don't steal my work!

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"Hey, darlin! Could you grab the screwdriver?" Boothill smirks as he walks into the living room. You nearly faint as your husband walks up to you...missing an arm!

"What?" Boothill gave a headtilt and a soft smile, "Look, my arm got stuck again ok?" He rolls his eyes and ruffles your hair with his good hand.

"Now stop gawkin' cutie and help me get it off there please?" Boothill motioned over to the cabinet ,where said arm was indeed just gripping onto the handle.

Boothill's arms and legs had the tendency to jam and malfunction, that's why he kept so many screwdrivers around the house. This was a normal thing for Boothill...but not for you.

"O-Of course...honey..." You whisper, your eyes are still glued on the arm as you slowly walk up to it and give it a tug.

The arm is stuck in place, not even budging and the door of the cabinet starts creaking from your tugging with all your might. Boothill watched on, amusement in his eyes.

"What part of 'jammed' do you not get, sweetpea?"

"...fine..." You sigh as you tug it harder, your face gets red as you pull as hard as you can.

The harder you pull, the more the cabinet creaks and Boothill finally rolls his eyes and walks up to you, smacking you away and pulling his arm away from the cabinet handle and shaking it violently.

"Just watch!" Boothill's arm made some clicking noise and just worked like brand new. Boothill flexed his fingers on his arm just to see if it worked and it in fact, did work and he smirked.

"Ain't that purdy?"

"Always my love..." You blink as your nose crinkles with disturbance.

Boothill chuckles, seeing your face of disturbance.

"Don't worry, baby. I ain't gonna fall to pieces on you, 'kay?" He walked over and kissed the top of your head.

"Seems like you already are my dear..." You poke his arm just to be sure it'll stay on.

Upon your poking, his arm gives a mechanical groan in protest from you poking at it and it just goes completely limp.

"Ah, my sweetpea." Boothill muttered the last part under his breath and he gave a scoffing laugh at his arm.

"What'd I tell you? I ain't broken down on you."

"Hmm..." You finally smile and lean up to kiss him.

Boothill kisses back, wrapping his own arm around your waist and holding you closer to him.

"See? I'm just a little wonky from time to time." Boothill gave a little chuckle, "The perks of being mechanical, huh?" His smirk widened at his last little statement.

"Perks is a funny way to put it..." You laughed softly before hugging into him.

Boothill smiled and held you close, placing his chin on the top of your head as you hugged into him.

"You gotta admit it, sweetpea. Not everything about being a bionic cowboy is bad." Boothill laughed softly, "I'm still me at the end of the day despite being mechanical like this. Nothin' changed 'xcept my flesh and organs are different than yours."

You glance up at him and sigh. "Boothill what am I going to do with you..."

He chuckled at your little comment and smiled, "Just hold onto me and hope I don't shut down one day." he teased slightly and ruffled your hair.

Boothill wasn't like many other men and you had to learn to live with that. A mechanical man was all he was. But Boothill was still the same man you fell in love with.

"Say...darling..." You whisper softly. "If you ever...were to shut down..." You trail off as your eyes begin to water.

"Don't even go there, sweetpea." Boothill muttered, pulling you even closer to him now and holding you close to him. He had his chin back on the top of your head as his arms were wrapped around you.

"Listen to me, baby." Boothyll whispered, "Ain't goin' down anytime soon." his drawl was firm and serious, meaning every word of what he said.

"Promise?" You swallow harshly and take sharp breaths against his metal chest.

"I promise, baby." Boothill whispered into your ear, "But...if I ever do go down, I don't want you to morn me long." he said quietly.

"I want you to carry on living for me."

Boothill was deadly serious, he didn't want you to have a moment where you'll just waste away in sadness for him.

"Stop it, don't say that!" You smack his arm softly. You both freeze as it starts to creak.

The arm slowly creaks before falling down to the ground , this time it was his left arm.

"Oh, honey." Boothill muttered, "Please don't break me anymore." he said in his low drawl, a teasing tone.

"I'm sorry!" You whine and rush off to find a screwdriver for your husband.

Boothilly just watches on amused as you run to find a screwdriver and you rush back to him with the screwdriver.

"Easy, sweetheart." Boothill laughs softly at your haste and he turns around so you can fix his arm.

"I didn't mean to..." You sigh as you carefully pick up his arm, a look of pure disgust crosses your face before fading into a neutral expression.

You could tell Boothill was holding back his own laugh at the expression you made, watching on as you carefully pick up his arm with the screwdriver.

"Just fix me up so we can get this over with." he muttered, still amused but was eager to get this over with.

You carefully begin to fix it with a puzzled look. "I don't know...how?"

You managed to start fixing his arm back on, but it'll take a while due to how complicated Boothill's arms and legs were.

"You just gotta turn the screw driver on the screw." Boothill told you, a bit of annoyance in his voice, "How far away are you from fixing this, darlin'?"

"I'm trying my love..." You assure him.

"I know, honey." Boothill muttered quietly and tried to sit still, "Just a little while longer." his voice drawled out. He could feel you working on his arm and he just prayed you wouldn't somehow mess it up.

"You're nearly at the finish line, baby."

"That's what she said." You smirk. The room goes quiet.

Boothill was speechless and completely flabbergasted at your boldness to finish his sentence and he just looked at you, mouth still slightly open before he burst out into a fit of laughter.

"Oh, you little devil." he grinned, "Seems you're learning a few things from me, ain't ya?"

"Learned from the..." You trail off as you screw a screw on. "The best!" You smile as his arm starts to move again.

Boothill can feel his arm working again and he gives it a small flex, "See? Told you it's not that complicated." he grinned.

Boothill gives you a kiss on the cheek and pulls you close to him.

"You did a good job, sweetheart." he whispered into your ear, "Ain't you just a smart cookie."

You giggle softly at the chain of praise he whispers into your ear. Eyes shining with pure love and adoration.

Boothill could see the love in your eyes as he whispered praises to you and he just smiled, pressing a kiss to your cheek before kissing your lips.

"I'm the luckiest cowboy, ain't I? Having you in my life, in my arms." he whispered to you, "I'd do anything for you, darling."

"R-Really?" You whisper softly as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Really." Boothill whispered back, smiling as he tucked that stray strand of hair behind your ear.

"Ain't a day goes by where I ain't proud to say that you're my girl." he whispered quietly, giving a sweet kiss to your forehead.

"I love you..." You smile warmly up at him.

Boothill gives a genuine smile as he gently lifts your chin up with his hand, leaning down as his hand gently cups your face and he smiles down at you.

"I love you more." he whispered back to you, leaning down to kiss your lips gently.

"I love you most..." You giggle.

"You're such a little minx, yknow that?" Boothill whispered to you as he pulled you closer to him and held you close. He just held you close to him, smiling softly as he held you in his arms like you were his entire world...well technically...you are his entire world.

"But you love that~" You tease before leaning up to kiss his nose.

"True, true." Boothill chuckled and grinned down at you after you kissed his nose.

"You keep this up, I might malfunction with a love bug if you get any sweeter." He joked and grinned down at you, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of your head.

🎀End🎀

#boothill smut #boothill #honkai star rail smut #honkai star rail #hsr smut #hsr #boothill x reader #boothill hsr #save a horse ride a cowboy #hsr x reader #hsr fanfic

[teejaystumbles]

Happy Halloween! It's the last day of October and the last bingo square for the Monsterfucktober Bingo finished - "science gone wrong"!! 👻🧟🥰

I couldn't help writing a little story for this - find it under the cut! Thanks to @valiantstarlights for the idea of Hob reacting to Dream's voice!

Morpheus looked at his new creation and frowned at the mismatched skin tones of the shoulder and leg. He had tried to keep most of the man’s body parts but the left knee had been so badly crushed that he had rather used a whole different limb than try and repair or exchange the joint. It would make for much smoother maintenance than having to deal with an inserted knee joint that was much more prone to infection or damage. The upper left arm had also been badly damaged in the accident that led to the man’s death - well, near-death. His brain waves had been declared too shallow to warrant any actual activity. The man had had no family, and no friends had come forward or visited. The man had carried a donor card, though, and so, with no one to protest, he had been quietly shuffled into Morpheus’ lab with little fanfare. Morpheus knew that what his employers did to obtain his materials wasn’t strictly legal but he tried not to think too much about it. He was being paid very handsomely to do his research, and not just in theory.

He was very satisfied with this new try. It was only his second finished work, having been commissioned after the Corinthian was a sounding success - well, mostly. He huffed and set about disinfecting the needle he had used to close up the throat of the man. His employers had had only one complaint about the Corinthian-

He talks too much, and he talks back. No need to include capacity for speech in the next one, Doctor.

Morpheus looked at the young man’s handsome face and sighed. “I would have liked to hear your voice. I’m sorry.”

He turned around and switched on the life support to see if everything ran smoothly. While he cleaned up the lab there was only the quiet whooshing sound of the respirator. He knew it took time for the subject to come back to life. He would probably have to use the defibrillator to really get it going-

A sudden loud beep from the heart monitor made him jump and turn around.

The man was sitting up and staring at him. He’d removed the respirator mask and slowly pulled off the ECG monitoring electrodes. His eyes were wide and milky, not yet able to see. It was a condition the Corinthian had never recovered from - in the end Morpheus had given him bionic eyes. With this new subject he had hope that the original eyes of the man whose body he had used would recover once a steady circulation had been achieved. (They had been the most gorgeous brown eyes Morpheus had ever seen after Calliope left him and he hadn’t been able to switch them for bionic ones straight from the start.)

“That was fast. Good- Good morning,” he said, stunned at the man’s fast return to waking. Morpheus grabbed his recorder and switched it on. “Subject 002, Working title “Hope”, Day 62 - subject has awoken after life support was activated. No respirator necessary, it seems. Subject is alert and- hey, hey, what are you doing? Take it easy!”

He dropped the recorder as the man suddenly stood up from the metal table and stepped towards him, only stumbling once on the unfamiliar leg. Before Morpheus could stop him the man had boxed him in against his lab desk. Morpheus felt several papers shuffled and bottles getting pushed over by his elbows as he tried to keep his distance but the man nearly crushed him against the edge of the table. He smiled down at Morpheus, unseeing eyes still focused on him, and hummed. Morpheus gasped, shocked at this unusual display of coordination and force so soon after waking up. He needed to keep up the subject’s emotional balance, he needed to give positive feedback to not induce a backlash or violent reaction to an unfamiliar situation. The Corinthian had taught him that.

“You’re, you’re doing really well. This- this is great. Very good,” he praised, heart hammering, trying his best to keep his voice low and soothing.

Subject 002, “Hope”, grinned happily.

#can I find endless ways to name Hob Hope? you bet #dreamling #the sandman fanart #the sandman fanfiction #monsterfucktoberbingo #hob gadling #dream of the endless #teejaystumbles #frankenstein au