#cybrog

[why-i-love-comics]

Cyborg #1 - "Inner City Blues" (2023)

written by Morgan Hampton art by Tom Raney & Michael Atiyeh

#cybrog #victor stone #mammoth #DC #wednesday spoilers #spoilers #comic spoilers

[yuchenghong-art]

ninja_京

#ninja #japanㄨ #Japan #japanese #konoichi #cybrog #punk #yuchenghong #anime #忍者

[rotten-hearts-sharp-teeth]

ROTTEN IF UR IN KADE AND MADDOX FEELS. PLS TELL. WHAT IS THEIR STORY

Ok here goes!

Kade Pax was a normal person, small in stature but good at baseball until a construction site accident crushed most of their body. Doctors were able to save them with a rushed prosthetic job, but they were left with medical debt they couldn't hope to pay. With no other option, they agreed to work for the all powerful IRIS organization as a free intern until they could pay off the costly prosthetics.

They were assigned to Dr. Maddox Atlan who was working on a 'secret' IRIS project. The doctor, or Dox as he came to be called, was a brilliant technical mind with a few... unusual personality quirks and literal closet kinks. Kade couldn't afford to quit though so they tough it out despite his tendencies to tease them relentlessly. A sexual relationships forms between the grumpy mini jock and the dysfunctional super nerd. Feelings arise even though neither would ever EVER admit to it. Dox continues working on his project night and day. It's almost complete when something happens.

Kade wakes up in their tiny apartment (think capsule hotel) with no memory of anything after their accident. No memory of working for IRIS and no memory of Dox. The chip behind their ear that keeps their body functioning with the prosthetics has been hacked and wiped clean. They go about their life of poverty, scavenging tech scraps in the outer circle of the waste lands to get by.

Some time later

Kade has used the last of their credits to purchase groceries for the week when some random synthetic runs into them, literally knocking them off their feet. They can hear sirens in the background but that doesn't matter. Their last chance for a meal has been ruined. Enraged, Kade chunks a piece of bruised fruit at the synthetics head. He turns and moves towards them with killing intent. He's not like any robot they have ever seen before, but Kade isn't one to back down. Before he can strike a blow, the cops slide into view and the synthetic takes off. Kade finds a USB on the ground and figures maybe they can make some money off of it at least. They take it back to their apartment but it's encrypted far beyond their hacking capabilities. Discouraged, they toss it on their desk and forget all about it.

Later that night, the robot crashes through their single apartment window. Kade grabs their bat from bedside but they are easily overwhelmed. At the threat of bodily harm they agree to give the synthetic his USB but as a final fuck you they give him a blank instead. Or so they think. The USB actually contains pictures they planned to sell to a cyborg fetish magazine in a desperate attempt to make enough credits to eat. Since their food rations were destroyed and all.

(It should be noted here that in the cyber world acid rain falls constantly. The air has to be filtered through masks when outside and resources are scarce. The war with robots has already happened but humanity won. Synthetics are second class service citizens and cyborgs are fetishized or pity cases. There is a new growing trend of augmentation for status or beauty, but the robotics war is too recent for most to fully embrace)

The sleek synthetic takes the USB from Kade and makes a break for it as the cops descend on their apartment and take them into custody. Kade manages to hide the robots USB in a hidden compartment underneath their tongue. After hours of interrogation, Kade meets another one of my OC's, Detective Eno Corin. He's been trailing the killer Red Eye on his murderous rampage. He doesn't think Kade is in league with him, but can't pinpoint exactly why he was in their apartment. Kade almost comes clean about the USB, but IRIS agents barge in and take over the investigation. They are less than gentle to Kade.

Frustrated, Detective Corin returns to the apartment and finds nothing. He goes back to the precinct not realizing Red Eye has hitched a ride on the underside of his hover cruiser. Carnage ensues and Red Eye manages to escape with Kade.

And that's the history between Kade and Maddox. He gets the USB and Kade reluctantly ends up with a murderous, tormenting boyfriend who just so happens to be made of parts from their deceased forgotten lover.

@jason-lives-again

#kade pax #maddox altan #dox #mads #cybrog #robot #cyberpunk #oc backstory #oc #oc x oc ship #nonbinary #tsundere #tragic love #size difference

[monkeyonsticks]

Well practiced malpractice, free of charge!

#furry #anthro #rabbit #cybrog #robot #oc #original character

[regoartists]

Some quick copic sketches I did of my Android boy Myo. From #spacematernity Art by (c) CarrilRego 2022 #art #illustration #cybernetics #cybrog #andriod #robot #conceptart #sketch #copicmarkers #comic https://www.instagram.com/p/CjdzMMUv6OJ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#spacematernity #art #illustration #cybernetics #cybrog #andriod #robot #conceptart #sketch #copicmarkers #comic

[iconicanemone]

Commission for DireLife!

#Iconic art #not my ocs #canine #furry #cybrog #Commission #Bones

[stablepics]

robo-dictator woman. The glowing thing on her chest is powered by hair

#stable diffusion #woman #android #robot #cybrog #beauty #ai generated

[eweeka]

Hugh's expression sheet

#original character #artists on tumblr #artist #mage #cybrog #fantasy #fantasy character #male character #male #expressions sheet #elf #digital drawing #digital art #comic character #team x comic #Hugh #krudians

[1stsgtmagicalgeek]

Female Cyborg

#art #fanart #fantasy #cybrog

[bunny-yan]

Cyborg!Yandere x GN!Reader

Thank you @slutforconan for responding to my sleeping post!

TW: language, violence, discrimination, implies drunk intimate relations, sin menores

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You weren’t prejudiced. 

Seriously, you weren’t. You’d had a number of experiences in life to teach you just how little differences there were between you and people who looked differently than you did. There were more cases of people who looked exactly like you and your lives were nothing alike. 

At the end of the day you understood that others had their own set of struggles to deal with and so you tried to keep an open mind. Especially when everything in you wanted to deny it. 

Sure, you hated kids but you had gained the right to look down on them after passing that insufferable age. Disliking the generation that came after you was a rite of passage that everyone would experience as far as you were concerned. And for all their wisdom was worth, older people could really grate on your nerves. You believed you should respect your elders, but when they used your inexperience of years on Earth to preach about how you were everything wrong with the world, you remained respectful by letting their “wisdom” go in one ear before traveling out of the other. 

We get it. You’ve been here a long time. 

So you were at odds with others. It was only natural considering how many varying opinions there were in the world. It didn’t mean you were prejudiced. If everyone got along, world peace would’ve long since been achieved and it hasn’t. 

Especially after the Cyborg Program had been approved. 

Imagine a world where machine and man became one.

It was as if bioengineers had reached into heaven to act as the goddess as more and more people became something akin to superhumans. 

Super strength, speed, power, intelligence, all achievable if you decided to enter the government’s special program. They’d replace your organs with technology, injecting nanobots into your bloodstream to slowly acclimate your system so it could handle the rapid upgrades it was receiving. They made it possible to leap over buildings, lift objects that weighed tons, run long distances in the blink of an eye, and calculate complex equations as fast as a computer could. 

It was the evolution of human beings. The beginning of a new era. 

A violent one. 

More people were against the new age of man than you expected. Protests outside of organizations that modified the human body or produced the technology used for it happened almost everyday. 

While some believed it to be a mockery against the goddess, others didn’t like the idea of androids “stealing” jobs meant for “humans.” An cyborg with super strength could replace twenty workers and that meant twenty workers would have to look for work elsewhere. Though one needed a permit that was difficult to acquire and special permission from the government to hire an android, it was a prominent fear nonetheless.

Things got heated to the point where you couldn’t walk outside with modifications on your body without being assaulted in some way. 

A nasty barrage of insults hurled from across the street, mixing in words like “robot” were common. It was considered a slur against androids as it implied they weren’t human, but to the unmodified they weren’t. 

Many debated what made a human being, be it a beating heart, the ability to feel and express emotion, or a soul, but an answer was never found and the flames were only fanned when cyborgs decided to retaliate after being subjected to unfair treatment. 

They were labeled violent, monsters that had an insatiable desire to kill the moment they got the chance. Despite the fact that human on human crime had a much higher rate than android on human violence could ever have, they passed the undefinable line as other. 

Tensions were high, but the dam was broken when a group of humans attacked an android that tried their best not to fight back for fear of hurting them, but the surge of malice exploded after the android’s arm was torn off and plastered to a modification center’s walls. 

Riots erupted across cities, cars and buildings became collateral in the battle of human versus android, a battle that wouldn’t have lasted long if the androids truly intended to kill the humans that persecuted them, but it didn’t last. 

The government deployed troops to stop the riots, declaring martial law and forcing citizens to stay in their homes until they could figure out a way to contain the escalating situation. 

Their solution, placing cyborgs as helpers in neighborhoods and intensifying the punishment for violence used against cyborgs. The goal was to create a delicate peace as people were consistently exposed to androids in a positive manner, really selling that “Cyborgs are human too!” mindset.

As dumb as it initially sounded, you couldn’t deny that it definitely worked. You could go outside without fear that you’d stumble upon an ongoing battle on your way to work. It was common sense to avoid the sounds of gun shots and screaming, but you’d had the misfortune of parking near conflicts once or twice. 

Now you could travel to your car in peace. It wasn’t uncomfortable being outside, but it did make you nervous when he would visit to see if you needed help with anything. 

He’d been introduced to the tenants on your floor as the cyborg that was apart of the integration program. 

You didn’t see how anyone could be at ease with that intense scowl he always wore. You saw it so often that you figured he’d greeted the doctor with that exact face at his birth. He was dark, broody, and you couldn’t help but admit handsome. It made you wonder if some of the androids had decided to get plastic surgery along with the other body modifications because it felt like a sin for someone to be as hot as he was. 

He was eye candy that you couldn’t help but stare at, but it made you nervous to do so when it was just the two of you alone together in your small apartment. 

Though you insisted that you didn’t really need anything, he went around fixing things as he pleased like a handyman. The squeaky door, the cracked tiles in the bathroom and kitchen, dusty furniture, dingy carpet, leaking roof, flickering lights. Your apartment sounded like something straight out of a horror movie, but you’d been busy with work and the landlord had been promising to see about your issues for the last couple of months so you wouldn’t be accepting any criticism. 

You’d thank him and he’d respond with a small nod. When making dinner, you’d ask if he wanted anything and he’d always respond that he was fine. 

After the first couple of weeks, you forced him to sit at the table with you. Not only did you feel extremely rude to eat while he stood like a weird loner in the corner of your apartment, it was awkward and you refused to leave things the way they were if this was going to be an ongoing relationship. 

It didn’t take much prodding. For all of his ominous brooding, he was a pretty agreeable guy. You’d begin to get excited whenever he’d come to visit you. His time would be spent watching a movie with you instead of cleaning or talking together as you taught him to cook some simple dishes. Apparently cyborgs didn’t need to eat often, but it was still an enjoyable experience if they kept their taste receptors, which he did. You found out in one of your conversations that he was a pretty avid drinker and after a night of questionable decisions and more drinks than you could remember, you woke up with him in your bed. 

Naked.

Initially you freaked out, feeling that this was going to ruin the relationship that you’d built by making it awkward whenever he came by, but if you were telling the truth, you remembered everything that happened. You’d come onto him and he allowed it to happen. 

It was truly an unforgettable experience. 

You couldn’t really think of a downside to allowing this to happen if you were both up for it. He was handsome, a great conversationalist when he wasn’t brooding, and you’d learned he was breathtaking in bed. 

Literally. 

He was your breathtakingly brooding cyborg boyfriend. Or, boyfriend rather since being an cyborg was a secondary characteristic of his identity that had no real impact on your relationship other than the whispers and side eyes the two of you would receive if you ever went out together on dates. 

Which, unfortunately, didn’t happen often. 

You asked him why he didn’t take you out more and he claimed it was because he could tell that you were uncomfortable with receiving so much negative attention. He didn’t want to be a stressor in your relationship and claimed he’d much prefer hanging out at your apartment. 

It was sweet. You couldn’t deny that he was being very thoughtful, but that excuse got old after a while. You tried to explain to him that you’d have to get used to it eventually. Unless the two of your broke up and you decided to date a regular guy, not that he wasn’t a regular guy just a modified guy and nothing was wrong with that, the attention you received wouldn’t change. 

His eyes got dark at the mention of you dating someone else, brooding as he seemed to think over your words. You thought that it was cute, but you were even happier because it seemed as if you got through to him. 

You were wrong. 

The insufferable bastard would follow you to your car, making you sit in the passenger seat as he drove you to work. Sweet, sure, until he’d only allow you to travel by car when he accompanied you. Not only did he not bother taking you out on dates, he also refused to let you accompany him to do simple things like shopping at the grocery store. He even confiscated your keys to make sure you couldn’t go anywhere on your own. If you wanted to be obstinate you could walk, but you weren’t stupid. You were aware of the possible dangers you faced in your neighborhood considering it wasn’t the safest place. 

You were beginning to get angry. To tell the truth, you were past the point of anger. You were seething with rage, but your lid only burst after he attempted to change the locks on your apartment door so you couldn’t go anywhere while he was assisting the other tenants. 

The two of you got into an argument that shook the thin walls. 

He claimed he was only trying to protect you and you yelled that he was going overboard. He’d crossed serious lines and you felt he was suffocating you in your own apartment. 

You tried to get him to see your side, but he was steadfast in his belief that he had done nothing wrong. You couldn’t remain calm. You were a ball of pure rage after he called you inconsiderate. All you saw was red as you yelled at him to get out. You told him that you didn’t want to see his face, that everything between the two of you was over. 

He’d stood there for a moment, shocked at your words, but he left nonetheless. 

You slammed the door behind him, locking it and shaking as you told yourself not to cry. It didn’t matter that you had ended your relationship. It wasn’t good for you. 

He was pig headed and controlling and you didn’t care that you would no longer be able to cuddle up to him during a bad movie that the two of you would make fun of. He wouldn’t hold you and softly proclaim his love or say sappy things that you didn’t imagine he was capable of. You’d no longer get to ask him about what it was like to be a modified human being and he would no longer tell you he was happy that he kept his touch sensors because he liked your warmth and the feel of you against his skin. 

You hated that it felt like your heart was trying to claw it’s way out of your chest. So you did what you normally did when you were faced with a pressing issue. You drowned yourself in blankets and fell asleep. 

You couldn’t tell how long it’d been, falling asleep rather quickly due to your overwhelming mixed emotions that your brain was exhausted from handling, but you’d woken up when you felt an arm wrap itself around your waist. 

You looked out into the dark in alarm, but your body eased instinctively when you heard his voice say that he missed you so much he couldn’t sleep as he pulled you into his embrace. 

You wanted to call him a liar. You knew he didn’t really need to sleep often. It was a part of his modifications. The nights you spent together, he held you as you slept, listening and waiting for your breathing to even out. He once told you that the sight of your sleeping face was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. 

You frowned, feeling unsure, but you closed your eyes as you leaned closer to him. You could argue with him in the morning. 

For now, you were just grateful that he was by your side. You didn’t want to admit it, but your bed felt empty without him. 

#male yandere #protective #yandere x you #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #thanks again! #yandere cyborg #cybrog yandere x gn reader

[loopspoop]

When Lupin is recovering and has his more lucid moments on his pain meds, he gets really sentimental, sappy, and flirty as hell. The only thing is it’s more earnest “I love you” flirting than his portrayed “let’s do freaky shit” flirting.

When it gets aimed toward Jigen he actually freaks Tf out. Because nobody is established yet and he feels like it’s just Lupin being goofy and doped up and he doesn’t ACTUALLY think any of that about any of them besides Fujiko. Sure, the guy is a little fruity, but he couldn’t be fruity about any of them (Jigen, you dense idiot)

So when Lupin inevitably tells him how much he actually means to him, Jigen panics. And he shuts himself away from Lupin for a while, which benefits nobody because everyone else is a bit pissy about it, Lupin misses him and thinks he did something wrong, and Jigen feels like everything is wrong and he’s being pulled in only to get dropped once Lupin isn’t high anymore

But the thing is that the “I love you” flirting is earnest. It’s his actual flirting. The “let’s get freaky” flirting can be earnest of course too, but he REALLY means it when he tells them how much they mean to him. It gets complicated. They need to have a talk

#goemon ishikawa xiii #lupin iii #lupin the 3rd #goemon #lupin the third #fujiko mine #jigen daisuke #zenigata #jigen #jigen lupin the third #Midnight Jacket AU #Cybrog!Lupin #Lupin polygang #Lupin polycule #jiglup for this instance #jiglup

[why-i-love-comics]

Cyborg #4 preview

#cybrog #DC #DC comics #comics #comic books #previews

[angelwiththeblue-box]

i fucking love this episode so much

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taglist: @thedragonemperess @blueskiesandstarrynights @depressedtransguy @tronagon @lab-trash @thedrowningpoetofdionysus @joshkiszkashusband @dramabeansoup (lemme know if you want to be added or removed)

#eli draws #lab rats #lab rats fanart #lrmmef #chase davenport #adam davenport #leo dooley #janelle lr #cybrog shark attack #screenshot redraw

[syahaz]

Honkai Star Rail's Boothill X Fields of The Nephilim edit just because I can. >:)

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail boothill #boothill hsr #fields of the nephilim #fields of the nephilim prophecy #fields of the nephilim ceromonies #goth music #gothic rock #goth rock #goth band #goth subculture #syahazart #just liking his cybrog Carl McCoy vibes going with him haha lol

[varietysky]

had a dream where I gave rowlf (the dog) peanut butter on a celery stick. he said it was very kind of me to give him a snack. peace and love ❤️

#the rest of my dream was completely unrelated and had me going on some journey to complete a prophecy #cybrog from the 2003 teen titans was there idk #the rowlf part is the most important moment of course #dream tag #mia posts a thing

[smertzimy]

list five songs that inspire you to write your muse: 

1916 - Motörhead

Moonlight rendevouz - Beast in black

Soldier of heaven - Sabaton (did not find the regular so long intro)

Runaway - Eclipse

Purple heart - Sabaton 

list five quotes that inspire you to write your muse: 

(Ok this was actually difficult) 

“Don't mistake my kindness for weakness. I am kind to everyone, but when someone is unkind to me, weak is not what you are going to remember about me.” -Al Capone 

"I did what I was told to as well as I could." - Simo Häyhä, the white death

“If you can't catch a bird of paradise, better catch a wet hen." - Nikita Krushchev

“People that have trust issues only need to look in the mirror. There they will meet the one person that will betray them the most.” - Shannon L. Alder

"Only the dead have seen the end of the war." - George Santayana 

Tagged by: @ssolessurvivor

Tagging: @winterexinferna @butwithmoreme @shieldretired @shieldagentnatasharomanoff @unexceptional and anyone who want to do this

#cybrog brain (headcanons)