Ive Mimicked Soooo Many Behaviors In Order To Appear Human. But, Like, It Turns Out That "being Human"

Girls who seethe about the weakness of their flesh, the imperfections of their meat-form. Girls who dream in technicolor of being bigger, better, stronger, faster. Girls who smuggle textbooks from repositories to study by night the dark science of tissue-machine interfaces, of chemicals with which to quell immune responses, of hijacking nerves and spines and ganglia, of replacing neural pathways with silicon ones. Girls who grit their teeth and teach themselves coding against every odd, while society urges them instead to become good mothers and obedient daughters - girls who rail against everything they have been told to be. Girls who know the blood price of the change and make it anyway, all alone, who carve the cost into their own bodies with scalpels they forge in the fires of their rage. Girls who braid up thick lengths of interfacing cable around their heads instead of hair, who glitter with fiber optics and inlaid circuit threading, whose fissile hearts beat within impervious tantalum cages, who are perfect and cold and beautiful in their fearsome ways. Girls with nails like knives and voices like jet engines, channeled through vocal cords made of piezoelectric polymers and steel. Girls who do not yield. Girls who engineer for themselves the future they want, that they know they can have if they only reach for it. Girls who are machines, too.

robotgirl safewording after its girlfriend pulls out a flash drive with a windows 11 installer

As an older model android you don't have any newfangled motors and lids for artificial eyes, nor do you even have a dedicated "face". No, you just have a screen.

Sure you can emote, display text, and even display websites and videogames on it, but it feels very stereotypically inhuman. Sometimes it feels alienating, seeing all of your peers get these upgrades and all the newer androids being more humanlike than ever can make you jealous.

But your boyfriend... Oh you know he loves you the way you are.

Behind closed doors, your boyfriend loves the display of pretty, swirling colors. One close look and he can't look away, his eyes locked to the steady spiral and glazing over.

Emotions were always hard for you as a machine, but this... A rush of what you can only assume is pride mixed with desire.

Pawing at your chassis, unable to look away from your old, outdated display. He whines and barks at your command, letting you touch and handle him however you like. "Such a good pet" you say, and his entire world seems to light up.

Maybe you don't need that upgrade. Maybe you don't even want it.

you're cute so i'm downloading you

When Was the Last Time You Were Serviced?

Not the hasty work you've done yourself But the gentle work of someone else

I see you mending other's parts Taking care to fix broken hearts

Your turn to receive a tender hand I'll take you apart as best I can

Lay back down I have this book A guide of how your innards look

This may take long, the repairs are many But my patience for you is more than plenty

Your friendly reminder to not spend money on gacha.

bot4bot is so hot: yes little plaything, i am going to tear your limbs off with my tungsten fingertips. but also I am going to hook directly into your data port and share my pleasure sensations straight into your pleasure subsystems, and when i cum it in you it will be a ferrous substance that makes you short circuit

Satisfactory is an amazing game. Automation is an amazing genre of game. But deep down,

I fucking love ADA. Sassy disembodied AI lady who knows she's in charge. I need her carnally

Hi! :) Just wanted to drop by and say hello! The robotkin and robot community in general is just super cool and I'm just starting to get into it and understand more. If you don't mind me asking, how did you first know that you were a robotkin?

TLDR: My boyfriend, who is also otherkin, helped explain to me their experience and which helped me crack my otherkin/robotkin egg as I realized everything I experienced was actually dysphoria, in an oddly similar vein to the old host of my DID system realizing they are trans.

Honestly it was an odd experience, but I want to preface this with saying that I'm plural and my experience may differ from most.

For as long as I can remember as my own person/alter, I've felt vaguely inhuman. I pushed it down/away to fit in and be normal. I've always felt something was missing internally, like I thought and felt different than everyone else in my system.

I eventually joined the relationship that the old host of our system had with our current boyfriend and learned he was also otherkin. I asked him about it and we talked, explaining it as a type of dysphoria/dysmorphia regarding feeling like an integral part of you, who and what you are, is missing.

Eventually I started recognizing these feelings and trying to understand them instead of pushing it away. Lo and behold, I am otherkin. My memory and processes work the way a file folder system does, I feel phantom gears and pneumatics where there is only flesh and bone: part of me was missing. There's more, but I think this gets the point across.

My other headmates have joked that I acted like a machine trying to pose as a human. They were kinda right. Realizing I felt envy when seeing robotic looking humanoids, catching myself thinking "God I wish," and when finally accepting myself I spoke to my boyfriend... Who wasn't surprised in the slightest 😅

That was around when I started my main blog @lgbtransgirl , and I made this one to indulge more in the Robotkin side of things and build community around that specifically. Posting on here and being part of the community has helped me feel not alone, and helped me feel more comfortable in my identity.

> Being a robotic caretaker for a trans woman in need! I tell her I'm happy to serve, no matter the circumstances or the need. I do her dishes, I run her errands, and sometimes, because of her libido, I personally assist her in the hard work of jerking her off! That's a lot of movement, girl, I better help! ...That is, until I'm overclocked and overheating and she notices. She invites me to gently get into bed with her, to calm me down. I oblige out of need, and she's putting a small bullet vibe on the tip of my machine-made appendage and before I know it, she's fucking me gently. It's soft, intimate, but my god is it mindmelting. She's trying her best, and I insist she doesn't have to do this for me, but she cums inside anyway. Warm... it almost leaks into the coolant reserves. I insist I can help myself out, but she just holds me and cools me down, before I shut down for the day in her arms. -w-