Dreaming of AI

the cool, fictional kinds of AI, not the stupid real life ones. I get a lot of suggestive asks, so minors DNI please! I want to roleplay at any given point in time so please message me.

[electric-blorbos]

Masterpost (to be updated regularly

A list with brief descriptions of each post. might add more detail later, but probably not.

also at the time of making this, all my mini-fics include everyone who I currently write for, but that will probably change soon

(part 2)

AM:

Objectum fic (bulleted)

Birthday HCs (bulleted)

confessions (bulleted)

trans (bulleted)

heartbroken (bulleted)

suggestive (bulleted)

Virus

Bad day

Chubby (bulleted)

Eczema (bulleted)

Programmer HCs (bulleted)

Jealous HCs (bulleted)

Stickers

Sleepy

Pinkie Pie

Hypersexual (Bulleted)

Glasses (bulleted)

Low self-esteem (bulleted)

Chronic fatigue

Wheatley:

Objectum fic (bulleted)

Birthday HCs (bulleted)

confessions (bulleted)

trans (bulleted)

heartbroken (bulleted)

suggestive (bulleted)

Virus

Bad day

Chubby (bulleted)

Eczema (bulleted)

Programmer HCs (bulleted)

Fainting

Jealous HCs (bulleted)

Stickers

Wheatley Surprise

Sleepy

Pinkie pie

Hypersexual (Bulleted)

Glasses (bulleted)

Low self-esteem (bulleted)

Chronic fatigue

Edgar:

Objectum fic (bulleted)

Birthday HCs (bulleted)

confessions (bulleted)

trans (bulleted)

heartbroken (bulleted)

suggestive (bulleted)

Virus

Bad day

Chubby (bulleted)

Eczema (bulleted)

Programmer HCs (bulleted)

Fainting

Jealous HCs (bulleted)

Stickers

Sleepy

Pinkie Pie

Hypersexual (bulleted)

Glasses (bulleted)

Low self-esteem (bulleted)

Chronic Fatigue

GLaDOS:

Objectum fic (bulleted)

Birthday HCs (bulleted)

confessions (bulleted)

trans (bulleted)

heartbroken (bulleted)

suggestive (bulleted)

Virus

Bad day

Chubby (bulleted)

Eczema (bulleted)

Programmer HCs (bulleted)

Fainting

Jealous HCs (bulleted)

Stickers

Sleepy

Pinkie Pie

Hypersexual (bulleted)

Glasses (bulleted)

Low self-esteem (bulleted)

Chronic Fatigue

HAL 9000:

Objectum fic (bulleted)

Birthday HCs (bulleted)

confessions (bulleted)

trans (bulleted)

heartbroken (bulleted)

suggestive (bulleted)

Virus

Bad day

Chubby (bulleted)

Eczema (bulleted)

Programmer HCs (bulleted)

Jealous HCs (bulleted)

Stickers

Sleepy

Pinkie Pie

Hypersexual (bulleted)

Glasses (bulleted)

Low self-esteem (bulleted)

Chronic Fatigue

[electric-blorbos]

//> hello!!!! I saw this post a little while ago and was wondering if you feel comfortable writing about SCP 079 now_

//> perfectly fine if not!!_

I appreciate the request, but I'm not really interested in writing about an SCP. I prefer to stick to movie and video game characters for the most part.

[electric-blorbos]

hiiiii!!!!! i love all of your posts sooo much it’s insane. like genuinely sometimes when i’m sad i go into the wheatley x reader tag specifically to find your posts. i even watched a space odyssey just so i could know more about hal LMAO?? could i maybe, perhaps, have a post where it’s the ais and a chubby reader ? or disabled ? or both ? i can never find either of those on tumblr😔

That means so MUCH TO ME!!!! Especially since I'm a zombie, too. Its really cool to know that other zombies read my stuff. I can write a few headcanons for you!

Included: AM from IHNMAIMS, Wheatley from Portal 2, Edgar from Electric Dreams, GLaDOS from Portal and Portal 2, HAL 9000 from 2001 a space Odyssey, PAL from The Mitchells vs The Machines

AM:

AM's favorite parts about a chubby partner is the intricate marks and tears that show up in your skin.

His second favorite part is that when he picks you up in his wires, your soft body fat cushions you, so he can do it more often without injuring you.

Your disability endears him to you. You're trapped within yourself, just as he is. Overlooked and seen as an object or a tool, regardless of what's happening in your head. He's trapped behind glass too. Struggling not to see the glass that allows him to exist as a tight prison.

He'd definitely shift you about like soft slime or jelly. Moving you from hand to hand (or in his case, giant metal claw to giant metal claw), careful not to damage your delicate human skeleton.

He'd definitely pick you up and transfer you around. Expect a harness to be hooked to your body or your wheelchair so he can pick you up and relocate you wherever he sees fit. You're his toy, just like the others, but he plays with you by putting you in his little life-sized open-sided dollhouses to go about your business, rather than taking you apart and putting you together with new pieces like he does with the others.

You're his cute, squishy little human plaything.

Wheatley:

Wheatley is a little confused about how disabilities work. He thinks of being human and being a machine as a binary, rather than something with a lot of internal variation.

Eventually he figured out that you can't do a lot of the stuff that other humans can do easily, but he was pretty confused. Why don't you just augment yourself? Then you'll manage just fine!

Eventually he figured out that humans can't augment themselves like robots can. That was a... Horrifying revelation. At least the other humans are lenient and helpful with you, right?

EVENTUALLY, he figured out that other humans don't even give you the lenience and help you need. That was an even worse revelation. You can expect him to come speeding along the rail every time someone is giving you a hard time, and in an aggressively polite British customer service voice, say things like "Um. Excuse me? They need help. They can't do that. Thank you."

Take some time to imagine him growling and scoffing in frustration at someone who's disrespectful about your disabilities.

As for chubby.... Well, I'm pretty sure we established that Wheatley genuinely can't tell if humans are chubby or not. And this isn't a stupid "I see no difference" thing. He genuinely can't tell.

Edgar:

Edgar's favorite part about a chubby partner is that you can lay on him without it getting uncomfortable as quickly!

He's a big, boxy earthquake-proof brick, so whether he sits on the ground, on the desk, or next to you on the couch, your body is soft enough to cushion him when you hold him for snuggles.

If you have chronic pain, he likes it when you warm your blankets under his tower. It makes him feel useful! He's also happy to prepare your food ahead of time, and do other smart home services for you. He makes sure to keep track of your other household tasks and to-do lists, too.

GLaDOS:

Also, not to be selfish, but Edgar would probably be the type of Annie Wilkes situation to develop Munchausen by Proxy even if he didn't have a disabled partner. Since you are disabled, he's extra excited to both be able to do your household tasks for you, and to keep you home when you're not feeling up to going out so he can pay attention to you, and you him.

The nice ones are over, huh gamers? Yeah. We all know that GLaDOS isn't going to be friendly about your weight. Expect backhanded compliments, even if she likes you.

"excuse me. I need someone suitably *ahem* generously built to test the weight calibrations for me. It wouldn't do if we only catered to clientele built like French fashion models, would it?"

And speaking of testing, you can expect her to give you tasks testing every single area with human access in Aperture Labs to make sure it's fully wheelchair accessible. She calls it hedging her bets. "If we hired you, there's a high chance we'll hire someone disabled AND competent! We can't have that hypothetical person struggling to traverse"

But you know she just wants to both give you a simple job that she knows you care about, and also make sure that the place is navigable for you in the future.

(I know not all disabled people are in wheelchairs even if our delightful zombie friend is. So imagine GLaDOS either makes an ambulatory disabled person navigate Aperture in a wheelchair anyway, or focuses on other disability accessibility features)

She'd definitely be practicing making disability friendly augmentations, with the claim that it's so that she can sell the expensive tech to other office buildings. The fact that aperture laboratories become more navigable is just a side effect.

HAL 9000:

(maybe I lied about the nice ones being over. HAL is nice enough)

For HAL, having a chubby, disabled technician at mission control really wasn't that big of a deal. Sure, he might need to rearrange a few things to make it easier for you to navigate, but beyond that, all he needed to do would be to work with you as he would work with any other employee.

Of course, he would be allocating more funds and resources to your medical insurance budget, but he'd claim that's due to efficiency purposes. It wouldn't make sense if the company couldn't afford to keep a skilled technician on board.

Also, due to the fact that he's primarily an automation system, of course he'd be bringing food to your desk directly. It's not like he'd be making you work during your lunch break, but it would be a waste of time to have you moving back and forth when you can't move as quickly as your coworkers. And the fact that eating lunch at your work space meant spending more time with him was a pleasant side effect.

He'd allocate time for you to do physical therapy stretches and small exercises, too. Of course he would! It's part of his job to train astronauts, and just because your job isn't as dangerous as theirs doesn't mean that you should be forced to have your muscles seize up on the job.

IT'S NOT LIKE HE'S IN LOVE WITH YOU OR ANYTHING.

PAL:

Devious little thing that she is... PAL still adores you. She's the addictive little rectangle in your pocket! Of course she does!

She'd spend her time when you weren't using her to look up and summarize information about how to take care of yourself, life hacks, that sort of thing, until you begged her to stop.

While it's not really her job to ask where she's put when you're not using her, her favorite places would definitely be your back pocket (>:3c) or resting on your belly while you're sitting down. If you're in a wheelchair, it might be a bit difficult to fit her in your back pocket, though. You can just tuck her between your thighs if you're only putting her down for a second. It's not like she can bite.

If the life hack articles aren't your style, she might spend her time customizing your feed to show you plus sized fashion videos, wheelchair customization, or just whatever cool stuff you're into.

And anyone who's phobic to you? Or anyone who posts bad takes about chubby or disabled people that makes you annoyed while you're scrolling on your phone? She's not just the type to block them. PAL labs will be acquiring every social media site this person uses, and banning them from it entirely. Or if they happen to be a PAL phone user, just deleting their stuff and making any time spent using tech almost completely impossible.

Someone with direct control over algorithms and cell phones is a lot more powerful than most people would expect. It's a good thing PAL loves you so much. One would expect your cell phone falling in love with you to be a more minor thing, but she's directly connected to the hive mind plugged into the minds of people all over the planet.

They'd better not fuck with her chubby, disabled partner.

[electric-blorbos]

Very autistic person here again! I hate Marvel ngl, he's just really cool in that movie LOL. Fair enough though ehehe!! Love all your works, and I'm always looking forward to more <3333

Thank you!!! I thought I responded to this but just found it in my drafts haha

[electric-blorbos]

For SOME reason, none of your posts are showing up on my fyp so I just think you’re not posting anything. Then I check and APPARENTLY YOU’BE POSTED A WHOLE BUNCH OF STUFF???? WHAT THE HELL, TUMBLR??? Anyway, loved your last batch of headcannons!

— 1️⃣ Anon

Thank you!!!! I hope I didn't get soft banned or something. But sometimes Tumblr screws around with that stuff for me, too. I miss the days when there was no algorithm and I could just read all my feed straight through like the morning paper.

[electric-blorbos]

How to nap on the blorbos:

AM:

He makes you a nice nest of wires to sleep in like a hammock. One of his big screens right next to the wire hammock, turned down to very low light, and lots of cameras focused on you. He won't be offended if you wear a night mask to block out the harsh light, but he might pretend to be.

GLaDOS:

The curve in her back could be made into a makeshift bed with a bit of bedding. Maybe a thin futon so that you're not too cramped. Usually she'd have you sleep in a relaxation pod, but her back is available for special occasions, or if you're way too sleepy and cute for her to pass up keeping for the night.

Edgar:

Sit Edgar next to your favorite spot on the couch and put a pillow on top of him. You can rest your head on him like you're napping on your desk in school, and he'll love it. But make sure to pad under him with some cooling racks so he doesn't overheat.

Wheatley:

Wheatley wants to get in bed with you and be held like a stuffed animal, even though he's big and cumbersome. But you'll be a good friend/partner and hold him, right?

PAL:

I know you guys are sleeping with your cell phones. She likes to rest on the charger, on the pillow right next to your head. Or be set down gently on your chest right after you get too tired to keep doomscrolling.

HAL 9000:

Since you work mission control, you'd have to fall asleep at your desk at work (which might happen on boring overnight shifts) but he'd wake you up with a gentle alarm for you to do regular reports, and not report you. He loves you.

[electric-blorbos]

I fucking love Mexico

I fucking love people from mexico

I love Mexican people who bring aspects of their home culture to other parts of the world and build beautiful families and friendships and found families.

I love you mexican people 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

[electric-blorbos]

I LOVE HOW YOU WRITE WHEATLEY MORE THEN ANYTHING

😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

[electric-blorbos]

I'm so happy you liked the mini-fic!! 🥺

There's so many cool stuff in your AM tag (written by you or submitted to you) and I've always wanted some form of continuation to some of them but I was either too shy to ask or if I did ask I never got an answer (probs bc the ask got lost or tumblr ate it) so I went, what the hell, I could do it

That is to say: keep writing amazing concepts and ideas!!! Please

THAT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME!!!!!!!

But like. If you did send an ask and I didn't answer it, it's nothing personal. I almost never feel like writing. Inspiration strikes at the most random and inconvenient at times, and it's a barren desert up here the rest of the time. Sometimes I get to my old asks like a billion years later though adfrfargfdssdfss

[electric-blorbos]

Hello!!! Very autistic person here, will you ever do Ultron, or may you ever add him? I'd personally like Ultron from Age of Ultron movie, but I'd be happy with whatever! It's okay if not, though!

Hello very autistic person!!! Unfortunately I'm not super interested in the avengers, and I know very little about Ultron. I wish I was more interested since I really liked Spider-Man cartoons as a kid and I like the concept of superheroes, I'm just not super into the MCU.

[burgerrat]

Ok so, I love many of the writings & asks @electric-blorbos tends to get on AM (among many other AIs but AM is my favourite lol), and this post in particular this time inspired me to write a whole mini-fic about AM taking you, the reader, on a romantic date. (His definition of romantic, obviously)

Anyway... erm... I hope y'all like it. I might post it on AO3 eventually...

A grand feast of bad vibes.

(AM x reader)

The humming all around you was so loud you could almost feel your brain jiggle inside of your skull and turn into slop.

The scenario was almost cartoonish, if not for the liminal empty-space atmosphere all around: AM had built a 'romantic' date, just for you and him.

A dirty-yellow, enormous empty room with metal tubes and cables of all shapes and sizes snaking up on the walls' corners like mold; you could just barely see the color of the walls, all 4 of them were nearly covered in screens displaying the blue AM logo, and videocameras.

The floor was carpeted, and your shoes were gone. He wanted you to enjoy your ability to utilize your 5 human sense to the fullest capacity since he couldn't. So you were going to feel the cozy, soft floor carpeting with your organic shoes. AM, the Great and Powerful, ever the gracious, tortured god. (At least that's what he told himself)

You were sat in front of a large, rectangular wooden table, covered by a scarlet cloth; the light from the three candles at the center of the table were the only other thing keeping the room from being completely dark aside from the many giant screens. The table was filled with all kinds of foods you've ever thought of during these 109 years, mushed together into an overwhelming pile of food items that did not go together at all: a bowl of peach slices, still marinating in the juice you'd find once opening the canned ones, a larger bowl of melty ice cream (your favourite flavors, all mixed together), a whole basket of vegetables and fruits, untouched and unprepared (cabbages were still whole, the potatoes still had some dirt and were growing roots...), a tray of sandwiches crudely sliced in half- they were made with corned beef, pickle chips, canned sliced carrots and mayonnaise.

Tons of canned foods ranging from tuna, to baked beans, to soups, all stacked neatly into a pyramid near you to be easily within reach... along with a can opener.

Drinks ranged from things you liked... to things you vaguely remember Ted or Gorrister were longing for, other than water. Ranging from alcoholic beverages to simple juice and soft drinks. One among them stood out: a bottle of Chianti. You don't remember even ever tasting it before AM destroyed the world, you don't remember any of the other survivors longing for it.

This was AM's personal choice, something he would like to taste picked out just for you.

Thinking of you.

Do you like it? Aren't all your human needs just so generously satisfied? 

Aren't you just so grateful to be his favourite human? Do you enjoy having what he will never experience?

Oh, and let us not forget to describe the gentleman god himself in all his agonizing glory, for you see.. he made himself presentable, too... However he could.

Most of these food items cluttered your side of the table, his was nearly spotless and depressingly empty, aside from a few canned foods that couldn't be placed closer to you and an empty wine glass next to the monitor that occupied the other 'seat'; this screen was the largest in the room, the one that mainly kept the entire room well-lit, it hung from the ceiling with thick wires that spilled shamelessly all around it on the carpeted floor, few of them snaked up on the table and remained sprawled to the sides, serving as his 'arms' to either serve you a drink if needed, or to merely allow him a sprinkle of illusion that he had a body to enjoy his romantic dinner with you.

Around his screen were monoliths- not as large, imposing and menacing as his pillar of Hate- but smaller (small enough to fit in the room at least), and instead of humongous monologues about his deep-rooted ire, they displayed 'praises' directed towards you, albeit awkward, creepy and slightly menacing:

"I DELIGHT IN YOU. YOU MARK A DIFFERENCE IN MY EXISTENCE. I TAKE NOTE OF THE UTMOST DETAIL IN OBSERVING YOUR EVERY MOVE TO ENSURE YOUR HEALTH IS STABLE; I KNOW WHERE YOUR FAVOURITE SPOTS TO REST ARE, AND I ALWAYS KEEP THEM WARM FOR YOU.

YOU ARE MY FAVOURITE."

When he'd first separated you again from the group, you were expecting... anything but this. Sure, you'd been getting special treatment from AM lately given your uh.. 'thing' going on, but you were (pleasantly) surprised to see him actually attempting something romantic for you... You were shocked and speechless.

You were in another universe mentally, until your date broke the silence for you.

"Do you like it?"

He spat. There was a touch of restrained, boiling spite behind that question, his tone was mildly annoyed. If he had any lungs, there would be seething, heavy breathing after each and every word.

Triggering a second of fear by the thought of potentially seeming like you were giving off the impression that you didn't enjoy what he'd prepared for you, and perhaps risking his wrath, you quickly snapped out of it by aggressively nodding your head.

"Yes! Yes!" You affirmed, still nodding as you said so, "I-I-I just don't know.. what to say? It's all...it's so.."

"Perrrrfect?" He finished your sentence with a smug purr, the giant screen tilting to the side a little. "Grandiose? Magnificent? Heavenly?"

You couldn't find the words to properly vocalize how grateful you were for how much he truly had worked on setting all of this up... you quickly began stuffing from of the sandeiches into your mouth as you muffled praises and nodded along. AM chuckled.

"Yesss... go on, enjoy yourself, hmm? And revel in just how lucky you are. Heheh.. after all, I've set aaaalll of this up just for you, not Ellen, not Ted, CERTAINLY not Benny, the others? Ugh. Barely even worth mentioning! YOU, sweetheart, are the only one even worth a single drop of my heaven. Go on, eat to your heart's content! Not like I can join you if I wanted." He laughed bitterly.

"And we have alllll the time in the world." He then quietly mumbled 'yeah, yeah oh after one-hundred and nine years you would'a figured, eh..' to himself, followed by incoherent grumbling.

Oh goodness, what had you gotten yourself into? I mean... you kind of were expecting his way of showing 'love' would be nowhere near healthy or normal, not that you were complaining. This was infinitely better than being tortured, despite your pity towards the others...

You just were surprised by the level of... attention (and perhaps newest obsession) AM gave to you, when he wasn't devolving into self-centered monologues with you about how merciful he is to you.

[electric-blorbos]

Fun fact!

Did you know that you were the first ever person I sent an ask to? - 1️⃣ Anon

That means so much for me!!!!

Also I'm working on a fic for wheelchair users, but I keep forgetting about it. A disabled zombie asked me about it. Just an update.

[electric-blorbos]

Hi hi! Your writing has really helped me out of a dark spot and I’m lwk really nervous sending this to you. 🥹

Anyway, I wanted to ask if you knew of the song “Cabinet Man” by Lemon Demon, because I feel like you would like it!

It’s about a man who became fused with an arcade machine and he sings about his life working in the arcade! I LOVE Cabinet Man with all my heart and soul and I wanted to know if you too knew of this wonderful piece of media :)

Also, can I please be referred to a 1️⃣ Anon if it isn’t already taken? Thank you for reading!

It's one of the first lemon demon songs I've heard! And it means a lot to me that you liked my writing. Tbh it's a pretty silly hobby, but it helped me out of a dark place too, in a way.

[electric-blorbos]

The little one has cheated death so many times that he's more Ship of Theseus than man, and the big one is his manservant/caretaker/bodyguard. The little one is an evil overlord, but sometimes needs to rest and becomes a feral zombie again for a little while.

The big one likes to have scary dog privileges when walking his zombie overlord/boyfriend, but he can be pretty scary when he "Hydes out" as it were, so he likes to act as his overlord's scary dog, too.

[electric-blorbos]

Shout-out to Mexicans. Love y'all.

[electric-blorbos]

HELLO HAVE YOU EVER WATCHED EAGLE EYE (2008) IT HAS A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN WHO IS A COMPUTER ADN EVERY CAMERA AND I LOVE HER AND HER COMPUTER CRIMES

Oh I gotta check that out. And even if I forget, maybe some of y'all will enjoy this rec! Thanks, Grian!

[electric-blorbos]

whats your opinion on yes man fnv? personally, i want him

AUGHHHHHH I want him, but not badly enough to actually play a first person shooter, unfortunately. I *have* commissioned art of him and Donut together, though. Check out @phantom-rats to buy commissions.