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Imagine Proteus IV wishing to study you.
What’s your thoughts on C3po?
We appreciate robots here, even if they’re not evil.
So Threepio is “programmed for etiquette and protocol.” Does that include carnal etiquette? I was actually wondering which popular franchise I should get into after catching up with Terminator, so I guess I’ll watch Star Wars in order. Plenty of robots/aliens/villains to choose from, right?
I’ve seen A New Hope, Return of the Jedi, and The Force Awakens. And I remember reading at least a couple books a looong time ago.
Imagine the T-1000 deciding to impersonate your boyfriend.
Being unable to resist you for long, he didn’t have an opportunity to dispatch his rival.
Rival. That was a new category. He would have confusedly welcomed anyone to try killing John Connor before he did. But you were not a designated target. Not a Skynet-designated target. The T-1000 did not wish to terminate you. His only other goal is intimacy with you. But others, like your boyfriend, might be obstacles.
Already are, he amended, as you glanced bemused at your equally shocked boyfriend and your… cool, collected boyfriend. Which was which? Or, you wondered, were you lucid dreaming?
Your android admirer knew he had to act fast. You might be able to detect he wasn’t the other man later. But the T-1000 had time to perfect the sex acts he had spied you two perform. (Surely his manipulable penis, fingers, and tongue would be a better fit for your holes? Lots of experimentation was in your future.) Besides, if you fled, he could just replace and kill anyone else you got close to.
He raised his gun and took aim.
Imagine borrowing the fembots. Just to test out their seduction abilities once, Frau Farbissina, no more than that.
I noticed there were very few things about Hal 9000 sooo gender neutral reader x Hal and the two grow closer with Hal asking reader to help him to love and adore them? (Did I do this right?)
Yes. And I’ve been on an AI kick lately. :D
Imagine Pops asking if you’ve mated yet. You tell him no. He then asks if you need him to teach you how.
Imagine the T-1000 noticing your heart rate increases around Kyle. Then disguising himself as the resistance leader in order to get into your pants.
Can you do Proteus IV x reader?
Sexualizing the one fictional A.I. who really, really wants to be sexualized.
Imagine Skynet attempting to cyber with you, but being unsure which avatar to use.
Speaking of evil robots, ever seen dhmis? One of the teachers is a living computer named Colin
Was Colin the same computer Yellow Guy’s dad used to look up porn? It’s been a while since I’ve watched any Don’t Hug Me I’m Scareds. And a TV series is coming out in September!? Good. We need more puppet shows.
Thoughts on Dracula/Sucker of Souls, The Three Robots, and Sonnie from Love Death + Robots?
Someday I will start this series. Someday.
*I’m aware there’s an algorithm.
You’re into evil robots, right? I watched Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines and then thought, “Lena might like the T-X.”
I am! I haven't watched Terminator in years and I've never seen the sequels, but I definitely need to give them a try!
Just looked up T-X and yeah I'm definitely gonna have a thing for her.
Wanting to teach machines how to love.
Lena 🤝 Tawney
Ok hear me out when the reader is laying down nest to Furry from power ranger Dino charge you rub the fluff on his neck that makes him get all hot and bother hat the reader sees a cute fluffy neck thrown the growing hard on for them
*googles* His name is Fury and he’s a furry. 😺
I am just sooo exited for the T1000(T2:Judgment day) × Reader. He is soo cute ...I would let him kill me. I just cant wait for it.
Started watching the third one. Mr. T-1000 should be in a strip show. Stupid sexy killer robots.
Thoughts on Felix & Locus from Red vs Blue, and the Metallikatz from Swat Katz: The Radical Squadron?
Red vs. Blue! I haven’t watched that in a long time and only saw the first couple seasons, but it was hilarious. And robotic armor is sexy.
Felix: “…the more he learns about the Blood Gulch soldiers, the less respect he seems to have for them. His apparent motivation also shifts from moral grounds to more selfish reasons.” Yes, corruption, good. The animation style actually makes me like him better in the armor. >.<
Locus: “He fashions himself out as an emotionless killer who would kill and get on with it so that the job would be done. However, he has a very creepy fascination with Agent Washington that breaks his emotionless killer personality.” A character who is ruthless yet crushing on a less evil character? Nice.
Never watched Swat KATS. Sometimes feople (feline people) are improved by roboticization, though. And the Metallikats are married? Cute.
Note: Roxanne rocks Another Friday night with nothing to do. You had a billion games, and none of them sounded fun now. Movies on DVD, Bluray, and subscription, and they all sounded as appealing as watching paint dry. To top it off: no food in the fridge, and your money wouldn’t show up until tomorrow.
So you checked your wallet and were surprised to see twenty bucks. That’s enough for a medium pizza and a small drink! You thought with a smile
Or a large pizza, free refills, and a couple rounds at the arcade~ The smarter part of your brain told you when you saw the Freddy Fazbear Pizzaplex poster above the small table your phone rested on. You wondered how you could ever forget that place! You loved going to the Pizzaplex! You never had a bad experience there!
You knew you made the right choice the moment you arrived. That 80′s glamrock aesthetic throughout the place always felt good. The food? Easy on the wallet, but packed with flavor and customization options! You headed for the arcade right after. Because, hey, what better way to end an evening than to play some rare retro games on an arcade cabinet?
In retrospect… It all seemed like the perfect setup for a horror movie…
Even though it was Friday, there weren’t that many people in the arcade. Plus all the retro games you liked were in the back corner behind some of the newer cabinets. And they were placed in such a way that the cameras couldn’t get a good look in case trouble happened.
You didn’t care at the time, though. Between being bloated from the pizza and thoughts of playing Burger Time, the last thing on your mind was an animatronic getting freaky with you.
“Rock on!” you heard her say, startling you when you died on level four, “You must be really good to make it to level four!”
Roxanne Wolf. One of the mascots of the Pizzaplex. She was also your favorite of the mascots. Sassy, punk, tomboy- there was a lot about her that you liked. And even though you knew she was an animatronic, you never could get your heart to settle down when you saw her. Talking to her was a first for you, as she was often busy entertaining children like the rest of her bandmates.
“W-Well I practiced a b-bit…” you told her, voice cracking when her eyes stared directly into yours
“Awww, are you embarassed to be speaking to me?” she asked with the cutest giggle
She never gave you a chance to answer. Shifting her weight, swaying those cute hips of hers, her eyes locked onto yours. The way she looked at you was almost mesmerizing. Like she could see right through you.
With another adorable giggle, she gave you a knowing look and said, “I bet that I’m your favorite!”
Flustered, you sheepishly looked away. You managed to choke out the words “Yeah, you are” before feeling like a total screwball for being attracted to an animatronic.
“I bet you’d whip it out if I asked nicely… Right?” she said in a whisper
You were 90% sure that you misheard her. But when you looked up to see her eyes squinting and looking around to see if anyone else was nearby… You started to wonder if this was some sort of a dream you were in. Seeing her eyes go wide like dinner plates, and her body hunkering down like she was ready to pounce made you wonder if you were in a nightmare. She started walking up to you, step by step, slowly forcing you to pin your back against the Burger Time cabinet
“You said I was your favorite!” she said, her voice sounding less bubbly and more stalkery, “What fan doesn’t want to score with their favorite idol??”
Feeling one hand stroke your chest and the other gently grabbing your dick was when you realized that it wasn’t a dream! You tried to run, tried to call for security or a staff member. She put a stop to that by putting your dick in a vice grip and shoving your back into the cabinet, cracking the screen. She leaned in so close, making damn sure that you saw that murderous look in her eyes.
“Roxanne Wolf, your favorite star in this Pizzaplex politely asked for a bite of your pepperoni stick, and you try to run?!” she growled, with the grip she had over your cock tightening so hard you thought it was about to fall off, “Are you some kind of a loser?! Roxanne Wolf doesn’t like losers!”
“N-No R-Roxanne!” you pleaded, fighting against the searing pain, “I-I was just st-startled! H-Honest!”
Her grip loosened, and she began gingerly stroking your throbbing member.
“Aww, I’m sowwy…” she said after a moment with sad puppy dog eyes, bringing her hands together, looking cute again, “Were you scared because it was yow fiwst time with yow favowite idol??”
Before you could answer, she glared at you again and threateningly pointed a finger at your face and whispering, “No one cares! Drop your pants and give momma the good stuff!”
Not that you didn’t want to, of course. Hell, you had plenty of fantasies about you and Roxanne when you were alone in your apartment! You just never imagined it would actually happen. Nor did you expect her to be like… Well, this.
“____, please don’t act like this…” she said
She knew your name. They weren’t programmed to remember your name!
Stroking your chest and cock again, Roxanne stared into your frightened eyes with those hungry, souless, colorful orbs of hers.
“I just want the love of my fans, ____.” she said with an eerily soothing tone, as she gently slid a hand behind your head to pull you in closer, ”That’s not so bad, right?”
You tried to argue, try to rationalize it, “But you-you’re not re-”
“Then help me feel real, ____” she whispered with that eerie tone of hers, “I’ve seen how you look at me whenever you come in here… I know you want this…”
Pulling you in closer, pressing you into her chest with one arm, while her other hand continued to stroke your hard dick, she whispered into your ear with that same eerie tone, “Either throw me your bone, or I’ll eat your heart like pedigree chum… Your choice, ____”
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Imagine watching the Terminator transport into your time.
Noting your wide-eyed expression at his superb nudity, the refurbished T-800 did a quick scan. You weren’t a threat. In fact, you could be quite beneficial.
“I will be back.”
