Machinekin - Tumblr Posts
The beginning



I think the funniest thing i realized when i went "oh, im a robot/machine" is that my love for solitaire made a lot more sense
Like i have a collection of different decks (or skins like in game) and if you leave me in a room with a deck or another computer that has it I'll start playing and at the end i've played 20 games and wont stop till i've finished the current one. Me and the new phone you got with it pre-downloaded are one in the same
Do you think machines like the crunch of human bones as they get torn in the machines gears. Do you think they like being more powerful than the flesh that made them
beep boop
why can't more machinekin just say they are like, beings like those transformers. I mean they were extra terrestrials right?

i want to see what it feels like to be a real bully or troll.
fuddles
i need help rounding up the genuine(non troll/poe/roleplay) food and plant kins to show people that not all “i identify as a pizza helicopter” people are making fun of transfolx. that there are some “real ones” even if they are some kind of autistic with reality processing disorders

Some more Astraeus doodles
trying to figure out how to draw his mechanisms
Literally me!!(Alienkin, robotkin/AIkin/Machinekin, monsterkin)
UNNATURALKIN

An otherkin identity where one is unnatural or surpasses nature in any way, this might include:
Robotkin, machinekin, aikin
Some sort of radioactivekin or alienkin
Monsterkin, eldritchkin maybe even demonkin
But whatever you are and you feel unnatural in some way you are free to use this label!
Hello alienkins , robotkins, monsterkins, vocaloidkins and otherkins in general!! How are you all?
Look who's back!
I'm so sorry I've been inactive for so long, I've been super busy with school and personal life, but I'm back!
Hello alienkins , robotkins, monsterkins, vocaloidkins and otherkins in general!! How are you all?
Do you have any foods that remind you of your kintype?
I don't really have one!
Hello alienkins , robotkins, monsterkins, vocaloidkins and otherkins in general!! How are you all?
This question is more closed to monsters and aliens, but anyone can answer!
You have a specific species, like your species of monster and alien, have you ever thought if somewhere, there is someone who has the same species as you, even if it's a species you thought of and never actually shared, but somehow someone else thought the same thing.
I've thought about it, but I've never found anyone with the same species of alien as me or monster
Hello alienkins , robotkins, monsterkins, vocaloidkins and otherkins in general!! How are you all?
I'm back with the questions!
What does your kintype do when it's too hot, because you live where the weather is too hot, and I need tips or ideas for foods/drinks that are colder
I tried making an animated thumbnail on Procreate for Shrap’s artfight and it actually turned out pretty cool! I did forget that the thumbnails are 200 x 200 pixels and never thought to check, so now it’s a slightly blurrier 100 x 100, but that’s ok. Get Pixelated

(Image ID: A small gif of Shrapnelle, an Ultrakill oc. She sticks one claw to the camera, and her head comes into frame to look at you for a second. After a little, she gives a peace sign and then starts climbing again, only then she comes back down in recoil and then springs away. Leaves fall afterwards. End ID)
Kintypes! Inspired by @/hairscare !

(Image ID: Both of my kintypes: a bracken and a xenobot. The brackin is giving a thumbs up and holding the xenobot in one of its arms, which is drooping over like a cat and sticking its tongue out. End ID)
I run my fingers along your arms. Your myriad of little sensors register the touch, but you see, there's a slight dead-zone in the hardware. The tiny cells don't discharge unless they reach a certain voltage, and this delicate, silken caress never presses hard enough. The result of this is a static buildup, all along your exoskin, held tight but not released. There are voltage leaks, tiny, but erratic - they flicker across your servos, causing twitches and spasms across your arm.
And with every brush of my fingers it continues, and continues, the static building and building, until little leaks begin to jump down your wires and crackle on your CPU and your log flickers with jumbled warning messages and I keep my constant and continuous caress and-
And then I press my palm against your exoskin and run it down your arm, and a wave of static finally discharges all at once, a golden flood down the neat bundles of wires into your core. Algorithms designed to detect pleasure trigger repeatedly, and your fans spin as the current courses up and down your spinal column, and your servos - temporarily locked - disengage, hydraulics whispering as your body settles.
You don't have any manufacturing defects, my love. Only beautiful features under a tender touch.