Unhingedandroidwoman - Unhinged Android

I've been more recently trying to make sure I tag my posts correctly for this exact reason.

im really fucking tired of the objectum community tagging explicitly sexual posts as techkin. if you aren't talking about being techkin don't tag it. a lot of us are asexual, aromantic, aroace etc. it's so so exhausting i wish i could look at robotkin posts without seeing straight objectum porn. just because im a robot doesn't mean im an object, especially not a sexual one.

🔮

Robot girl with Plug-&-Play limbs, who swaps them out constantly, trying every variation she can think of, yet none of them seem to feel right for her, and she's never able to figure out what exactly feels off with each of them

"robots can't get pregnant" NOT WITH THAT ATTITUDE‼️‼️‼️‼️ CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK

(based on a post I saw many of my moots reblog XD just ignore me)

Oh to be a machine of steel and wires beneath this fleshy exterior.

Am I taking the wrong hrt? /silly

need robot hrt kind of immediately

its so unfair I cant connect to unsecured security cameras and perceive them all simultaneously this is transphobic

I catch the stranger's eye in the dim lighting of the bar and we identify each other instantly. Her gaze falls to my USB bracelet as she subtly touches the back of her neck and blushes. We share knowledge about each other in that moment, something nobody else can see. Something nobody else can know. But tonight, neither of us will feel alone.

Later, in her hotel room, she lays opened up for me, my keyboard connected to a port in her stomach as I study holographic code projected by her electric blue eyes. The adapter plugged into the base of her skull hums with intermittent vibration and her lips part to a sound of synthesized ecstasy.

I know how to love a woman like her. Like me. And she lets me probe the intimate depths of her programming with every keystroke of my slender fingers. Coupling through syntax. Curled around each other like braces.

For that trust, for what we share tonight, I will make her delicate circuitry sing with lighting.

Giant laser robot (it/its) girl says trans rights.

asking your robotgirl if she wants to make out and she giggles in her cute little modulated synthetic voice and takes your hands in hers, warm silicone holding your fingers delicately even though you've seen her crush oranges in those hands, and you hear some servos whirring as her entire face opens like a mechanical flower, giving you access to the long, sensitive connector cable that sits where her tongue should be and is just as prehensile

"nobody will accept me": a diagram

you dont have to be the "acceptable" kind of otherkin. like, seriously. don't try to be something you're not just because you think you'll become more "acceptable" to the people who unfortunately just dont accept anyone who's a single inch out of their expected portrayal of the average "normal" person.

go be a creature. please.

robotfucking comes so naturally to us robotfuckers, we forget most people probably aren't attracted to gundams and mr. handys. they're probably only attracted to assaultrons and EDI from mass effect. and glados. and glados of course