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ghouljams · 3 days
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You can always not read this, but. What if, hear me out, Android!Ghost with a breeding kink.
He can't technically impregnate Reader, but he can think about it. And I mean, he already fills us up to the brim with his synthetic cum, so... His mind is a beautiful place and he could just spiral into thoughts about "breeding" you.
You... you get it...
Ghost may not be able to get you pregnant but that doesn't mean he can't put the work in. He'll pump you full of synthetic come until he's dry and then he'll plug your poor puffy pussy with his fingers. Scooping up the come that runs down your legs and pushing it back inside. His hand runs affectionately over the slight swell of your stomach as he tells you how important it is not to waste a drop. He just can't stop thinking about it, about all the things he wants from you, about the family he once envisioned with you.
He gets to pretend, gets to rub your stomach as his fingers fuck the synth-come into you and tell you, "Look'it tha' love, already swollen with me. We'll 'ave you pregnant in no time." And it's hard not to believe him when you're cock drunk and still shivering with the aftershocks of his fingers hitting your g-spot. Your eyes rolling back and your thighs shaking, back arched as he rubs his hard metal face plate against your neck, smearing your sweat over the polished surface. He's still got some bio-matter left in him, he'll find a way to knock you up. It just might take a little out of the box thinking.
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xitsensunmoon · 23 days
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Finally done with this oughhhh... the timer says i worked full fucking 24 hours on this😭
School game animation... Obviously I couldn't work on it if it didn't have my blorbo so here he is. They work together seamlessly as well hehe I would appreciate you sharing this post because I'm dead
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Each of those took 8+ hours to make aha ha how I love. How I love animation... It was worth it tho! My fav is the attack sequence with claws :) the way his tendrils move just scratches something in my brain
Also I made a lil video of how my animation progressed since 2022 if anyone is interested it's under the cut<3
The song is from Happy Meat Farms OST Tony Ashley - Mother :)
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froopa-coopa · 2 months
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stargazing on some distant planet
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frostbitebakery · 27 days
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“Oh,” he puffs out, chuckling at himself, “I definitely do not know what I’m doing.” The lightsaber slips into his hand as he calls to it. “I’m still standing though.” - Quinlan Vos in LOUD.
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8um8le · 1 year
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“Sorry can’t bring him anywhere😔”
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ronkoza · 11 months
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Cyberpunk Vesna
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poisonkkay · 10 months
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NFA — DabiHawks CYBERPUNK AU
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All my Cyberpunk!AU designs so far!! Planning a long-term project related to this AU so!! Fingers crossed I don't chicken out 🏃‍♂️
EDIT: First chapter of the comic HERE!!
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duhaerith · 4 months
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cyberpunk au !!! expect more
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marsipain · 7 months
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I LITERALLY FORGOT ABOUT THIS ONE
This is a cyberpunk au WIP that was for the ninjago au zine before it got shut down!! Love how it looks but I’m never gonna finish it haha
If you’re wondering who the top three are, its Garmadon, Wu and Misako !!
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snipper-snap · 1 year
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*Cyberpunks your mafiosos*
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teazingsassy · 8 months
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cybapunk Ace
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ghouljams · 2 days
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I’m obsessed with the idea of turning the sensitivity up super high on Android!Ghost‘s dick. Making him all overstimulated and he just doesn’t know what to do bc he’s not used to this!!! He’s just whining and writhing, completely lost on whether to buck up into the feeling or to run away from it!!! Poor baby doesn’t know what to do with himself of where to put his hands :( 
(I also love the idea of his systems overheating, but idk if he can do that LOL)
When you were designing the orgasm programs this was a definite concern. Finding the right balance of sensitivity and system wide responses was certainly difficult. There was a lot of testing that went into each iteration. Which meant calling Ghost into the workshop and hooking him up to your computer to run the programs. Just because you haven't hooked up the main component doesn't mean you can't test the software, and the orgasm itself is what you're really worried about.
Of course coming with no build up would be a shock to anyone's system, but especially for an android that hasn't had one in, well, ever. You hook the last of the wires into the back of Ghost's head, careful with each port and line. You press run and watch the screen for system malfunctions, watch the file upload and and fill up as the entire thing warms up.
Then Ghost jolts, chokes, and grabs the edge of the worktable. His back arches and his hips buck, body searching for something it doesn't have the subroutines for, the equipment for. Reflexively he grabs for where his dick would be, if you'd installed the prototype for this test, and when his hand finds open air it squeezes into a tight fist. A low, broken swear drips from Ghost's synthetic vocal cords, something garbled and lost in the translation from thought to speech. You're a little worried the angle of the arch in his back is going to snap the new spinal plate you installed. He's so tight, held taut like a bow being pulled back and back and back.
Warnings flash on your screen. Red levels and bars the fluctuate too high too fast. System overheating. You can see smoke starting to drift from the seams around his neck, and rush to pull the program's plug. A few deft keystrokes and Ghost collapses onto the workbench, his chest heaving as his cooling systems kick into high gear. You rush to unhook the wires and he catches your fingers in one big hand.
"Just gimme a minute," He tries, you can almost make out the sound of breath ghosting over the sound, "then we'll run it again."
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xitsensunmoon · 4 months
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Y'all don't understand how badly I want to smooch this pathetic loser... Bro wears sneakers😭😭 I love him, want to grab him by his fucking waist, another twink to the pile
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It was so much fun to design him tho! Also his fucking shoes. Idk why I went so hard on them but love the outcome anyways<333
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mushroommans-cache · 2 months
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X6-88 but I put him in Cyberpunk 2077??
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frostbitebakery · 26 days
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LOUD.
“It’s a,” and here Cody bites his lips, scratches the side of his nose.
“A?” Obi-Wan prompts gently. Keldabe Kiss doesn’t, objectively, sound too dirty. What’s in a name etc. but when Cody had said, if Obi-Wan is game, they could try something, Obi-Wan had kept his expectations open.
“It’s a headbutt,” Cody wrings out of himself after another few seconds.
On the list of things Obi-Wan had, after all, expected to some degree, this isn’t one of them. He keeps silent. “You want to give me a concussion?” He’s great at being silent, turns out. “Or vice versa?”
Cody is already shaking his head, foot gently shoving his helmet further away from them. “No! It’s a sign of affection…”
Only in the Mandalorian culture, Obi-Wan thinks fondly. “Explain it to me,” he signs, eyes crinkling despite himself.
Cody huffs, leans back against the wall behind his bunk. Most of his armor is stacked on its stand. The helmet on the floor near them because Cody had been fiddling with the antennas when he’d gripped it with both hands, stared at the visor, and asked if Obi-Wan knew what a Keldabe Kiss was.
Obi-Wan sits cross-legged in front of him, restless fingers playing with the starched to death blanket. The mask is on and he wishes it weren’t. The last engagement had knocked the air right out of his lungs when a Hyena-class suddenly dropped down on them and delivered proton bombs on mass. He ended up gasping and on his back after the action was over, so for now the mask stays on.
Cody adjusts the hem on the t-shirt he’s wearing, the bandage no longer peeking out when he’s done. “I’m stalling.”
“I noticed,” Obi-Wan signs back, knocks his shin against Cody’s and lets it rest there.
“Growing up,” Cody begins after a few long moments where he’s watched their legs touch, “we’d sometimes see the Template put his forehead against Boba’s. Gently,” he adds, crooked smile for Obi-Wan’s concussion related fears. His voice turns wistful and Obi-Wan’s heart aches. “We didn’t— most of us didn’t want to be in his place. The Template hadn’t been popular with the clones long before he rejected us. But something about that gesture…”
The gentleness of it in contrast to the cold, neutral environment they’d been growing up in. The obvious affection of it had been calling them. One of the trainers had let it drop what it was named. And over time they had been able to put together a definition.
“You headbutt your enemy to get out of close quarters engagement,” Cody explains. “You have to be aware how you hit them so you don’t injure yourself while inflicting the maximum amount of damage to your opponent.”
“Is that why your nose is a bit,” Obi-Wan signs, pointing at the crook of his own nose just above the mask.
“Wolffe’s head is harder than his bucket,” Cody mutters, thumb stroking over Obi-Wan’s ankle absently.
The other definition, the one the clones had mostly embraced, the one that brought warmth and solidarity into their midst when no one else provided it, that one was based on affection. Clacking your helmets together after the heat of a battle, a job well done. Bringing your foreheads together to be there, to mourn together, to show the other isn’t alone. To remind the other they’re loved.
“It’s also a proxy for a kiss,” Cody explains, color high in his cheeks which makes Obi-Wan’s heart squirm in his chest. They’ve had sex a few possible and impossible ways and yet Cody is blushing over explaining a kiss. It’s sweet and touching and— “You can’t kiss when you wear buckets,” Cody says, “and sometimes you can’t kiss at all for various reasons. So it’s— it’s a kiss by proxy,” he ends, shrugging helplessly and aborted.
Obi-Wan waits as the question builds up inside Cody, firming the strokes of his thumb, the determination in his spine. He waits while Cody is stealing his breath.
“Can I kiss you?”
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8um8le · 1 year
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Moon gets in a street fight while sun peacefully refills on oil (equivalent of a human drinking water)
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