—“a Pirate’s Life For Me”

Flint and Affection (pre-treasure planet days)

First things first, this man is a cuddle FREAK

Bad day? Cuddles. Good day? Cuddles. Tired? Cuddles. Want to get up? Cuddles. Happy? Cuddles. Sad? Cuddles. Angry? Cuddles with extra blankets.

He has a habit of taking over the bed and he has no shame for it, just hope he holds on to you and doesnt kick you off

He snores. Like a rocket. Beware

If he sees something remotely shiny, guess what, its in his pockets now, its a gift take it

He’s like a cat and will bring you presents, whether its the most expensive necklace in the galaxy or some bobbly head cheap souvenir he pocketed because he liked it

He’s a bit of a klepto, and you will have to constantly empty his pockets

Most of the time it isnt even interesting stuff or worth anything

Your lotion, a hair brush, a ruler, maybe an old watch, some man’s smoking pipe, and he will not even remember taking it

And BOY DOES THIS MAN HAVE A SINGING VOICE

He can and WILL serenade you with hand written songs and poems that are usually cheesy or absolute shit but he’s so excited and its cute

Will pick you up, get used to it

He has a really bad habit of overworking himself, as this is before he became really really treasure hungry

Please feed him and force him to bed, cuddles are good bribing tools

He loves his hair being touched and braided, Volcriens take great pride in their hair and have very elaborate ways of styling them, and he will get really soft if you mess with his hair

Will flex his muscles and tell you all the stories of his scars to impress you, only for Billy to tell you the real story and it ends up in a ten minute wrestling match because Flint is embarrassed

(CREDS TO: SOPA_INSTANTANEA/SOPA11URI)

IM DEATH, IM BACK ALIVE, DEATH AGAIN ‼️‼️‼️

EHEHEHE I LOVE AM SO MUCH :333 I LOVE DRAWINF HIM AND COMMISSIONING PEOPLE TO DRAW HIM WITH ME :333 IM SO HAPPY!!!

Sketching this guy is so much fun!

spike loves rambling and rufus is a very good listener :3

I’m just a toy to you my love

Sentient!Ai! X Human!reader

Part 1

Cw: yandere vibes, uncanny, that’s all I think for now

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A bargain. That’s what it was, you say to yourself. An abandoned facility that was only being sold for £100. You didn’t really care what it was used for, the building was intact, it had heating, electricity, running water. Bargain.

You hum to yourself as you carry your rather large bag with all your essentials through the doors. “Hm a bit dingy in here.” You say aloud to yourself as you look around but you don’t seem disappointed.

“No mold, pests or weird plants… wow, honestly they lost out in lots of money selling this place.” You say to yourself amused. As you continue your walking you notice a few wires. Some looked like they were moving. No that’s probably just your imagination.

You make your way to a room that is quite barren, it has a window, light and a computer. You lay down your air mattress and let it start to expand. ‘This will be my new bedroom’ you think as you walk over to the computer “hm, was this a computer lab…?” You press the start up button on the dusty monitor. Surprisingly it did turn on. Playing a little jingle as the screen lights up. You smile in amusement and sit down at the chair infront of the computer.

“Hello I’m your virtual friend and assistant, Computed Emulator-10 Prototype. But my fRiends call me Ceip!” The robotic voice exclaimed, the artificial voice box trying its best not to sound monotone or uncanny.

“Ceip… odd but okay.” You say to yourself “so how does this work…?” You mumble to yourself as you look around for a mouse. “Excellent question, friend! I work based on my friend’s requests. My software is designed to be helpful, fulfilling and efficient!” You jump back in your seat. A bit startled “oh… you… you can hear me?” You raise a brow. “Most definitely! That’s how I help. No need to type in things or use a silly mouse. I’m your friend, Ceip!”

Okay… a bit creepy. But that’s fine, it’s harmless. You have no self preservation… it’s fine. Who’s gonna question why he’s here, how he can hear you, not you of course! It’s… fine.

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Over the months you start to make this place your home, Ceip being rather helpful and helping you move boxes with his mechanical arms that somehow just appear wherever you need. He orders things you need, all and all adjusting to your new home has been a delight.

“Ceip?” You hum as you cut some carrots for a soup you were making

“Yes friend?” His auto tuned sounding voice echoed through the various speakers. “You’ve been here…. Before I was here, why did the previous owners leave? And why was the house so cheap?”

In response to this a mechanical screech was sounded before immediately stopping “No… they weren’t Ceips friends…. They left because they weren’t friends.” You just nod… that was ominous. You decided not to push further.

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Now that you’re all settled in, you bring a friend over. Show them the place, maybe even watch a nice movie.

And you do, you and your friend are sat on the sofa together. It’s nice, you both cuddle up because you’re friends, you can cuddle up. But not according to Ceip. No he didn’t like that. “Friend, I believe there’s an intruder.” Ceips voice rings out almost.. bitterly. “No Ceip, he’s my friend, we’re watching a movie.” You say lightheartedly. Your friend looks stunned, I mean you did tell him beforehand about your weird computer system, he just didn’t really… think about it until experiencing it.

Camera eyes hone in on your friend. Almost glaring at him. Ceip made him feel uncomfortable, so as soon as the movie finished, your friend made an excuse to leave. You huff and look at the monitor “Ceip what was that about?”

“You’re my friend. I must protect you.” He responds simply. He couldn’t feel emotions, that he knew. Yet something stirred within his wires. Possession… the want to keep you away from others.

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I think this might be a seriessszz I really like this idea! So I’m trying to do a lil world building before I get to the juicy stuff! Most likely gonna be wild- but hawt

This idea was given to me by @im-just-a-boy-guys !

But yes…. This is it for nowwwwww.

Sketching this guy is so much fun!

....I can explain-

Flint and Affection (pre-treasure planet days)

First things first, this man is a cuddle FREAK

Bad day? Cuddles. Good day? Cuddles. Tired? Cuddles. Want to get up? Cuddles. Happy? Cuddles. Sad? Cuddles. Angry? Cuddles with extra blankets.

He has a habit of taking over the bed and he has no shame for it, just hope he holds on to you and doesnt kick you off

He snores. Like a rocket. Beware

If he sees something remotely shiny, guess what, its in his pockets now, its a gift take it

He’s like a cat and will bring you presents, whether its the most expensive necklace in the galaxy or some bobbly head cheap souvenir he pocketed because he liked it

He’s a bit of a klepto, and you will have to constantly empty his pockets

Most of the time it isnt even interesting stuff or worth anything

Your lotion, a hair brush, a ruler, maybe an old watch, some man’s smoking pipe, and he will not even remember taking it

And BOY DOES THIS MAN HAVE A SINGING VOICE

He can and WILL serenade you with hand written songs and poems that are usually cheesy or absolute shit but he’s so excited and its cute

Will pick you up, get used to it

He has a really bad habit of overworking himself, as this is before he became really really treasure hungry

Please feed him and force him to bed, cuddles are good bribing tools

He loves his hair being touched and braided, Volcriens take great pride in their hair and have very elaborate ways of styling them, and he will get really soft if you mess with his hair

Will flex his muscles and tell you all the stories of his scars to impress you, only for Billy to tell you the real story and it ends up in a ten minute wrestling match because Flint is embarrassed

my haunt character converted into a Killer Klowns oc 🎈🎈🎈 her name is Cuckoo and she has the personality of a yappy dog valley girl and she roller skates

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