hey. hi. yy. yyea d. down here.

[never-obsolete]

[totallynormalandroid]

i have learned about the APOSTROPHE. d dd decided i do not . liiiike iiiitt

[inverse-problem]

a robot walks in with pixelated kiss marks all over its display screen saying “you should see the other bot” so you go look and there’s just a pile of crushed metal and shattered plastic and torn wires

[eldritchsuckubus]

You’re in her DMs.

I’m sweaty, my coveralls half off and tied at my waist, my tank top soaked, face covered in grease, deep in her mech’s guts, rebooting the OS, checking connections and circuitry, running diagnostics.

We’re not the same.

[cipheramnesia]

I'm sliding into her cockpit, we're copilots, we practice dance together, we're drift compatible and t4t.

[robotgirlservos]

girls will be so nervous about showing you the glowing core that powers their robotic frame. You should compliment them, and watch their core glow brighter and warmer as they get flustered and "blush."

[whirligig-girl]

sounds of hissing and chattering, hand slowly raises “i have a question,” she says.

“Go on...?” you say.

“Does this count as a glowing core that powers my robotic frame?” hissing sounds as her torso opens up, revealing a billowing cloud of smoke and steam. the steady beat of her cylinders chugging away is now easily audible. She waves the smoke clear, revealing a firebox full of burning coal.

“Yes, sweetheart,” you say, “or should i say, sweetcylinders?”

“Oh!” she says. Is it just the glow from the fire doors, or is she blushing? The beat of her cylinders isn’t so steady now--it’s frantic, less a heartbeat and more a grinding chattering hiss. You hear a click in the gearbox in her head, and the cutoff valve opening to compensate makes the hissing chatter coming from her cylinders even louder and more melodic. The increased draft has made the fire burn hotter...

“You’re not going to explode again, are you?” You say.

“Haha! it was one time! A girl can get thirsty from time to time!” She says.

“Yes, I can see that,” you say.

[dailyquests]

Sexualize a Robot.

[totallynormalandroid]

[bonniebugsy]

When a robogirl is sleepy she goes into sleep mode obviously, but if you turn on a big blocky PC monitor and connect it to her while she's in sleep mode, you can see a little cartoon doodle version of her having fun in the screensavers. Bouncing around the screen, or playing among the Pipes. That's her dreams.

[kshffmvd]

all robots are autistic. send post

[totallynormalandroid]

has anyone else been seeing the birds

[fishing-lesbian-princess]

[squeakitties]

sensually massaging WD-40 into your robot gf’s joints

[katelyndanger]

WD-40 is a terrible lubricant actually, especially for high friction parts like limb joints. WD stands for Water Displacement and is good for treating wet rust and expelling moisture, but terrible for minimizing friction.

What you’d really want is SAE10-30 or if she’s older, an oil with a higher viscosity like a SAE20-40.

[libertineangel]

I liked this post and not ten later Tumblr brings me this

[sacred-portal]

[fihas]

[solardrake]

"i love my robot girlfriend" no you don't. her frame is rusting out and all of her weather seals are cracked. no you fucking don't. her hydraulic reservoirs are either dry are full of water. When was the last time tightened her lugs to spec? fucking buffoon. absolute cretin. "I just haven't had the time to do maintenance for her" her wiring harness has been partially chewed through by RATS

[cavern-of-remembrance-deactivat]

[transmechanicus]

Thinking about androids with disabilities. Weak servos, faulty wiring, damaged vocal processors, cognitive corruption, anything and everything that humans struggle with having a robotic equivalent. And just because they’re mechanical doesn’t mean it’s an easy fix, these are parts that cost thousands of dollars and need a specialized technician if they can be replaced at all. Disability does not disappear even if we can leave our flesh behind.

[screentunes]

rule 1 of catching a bus: have fun and be yourself

rule 2 of catching a bus: the bus is more afraid of you than you are of it