POV: he's gonna monologue about how much he dislikes you or smth
I think being tortured and killed and revived again and again by a sadistic omnipotent AI for 109 years would fix me.
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Insane ramblings under the cut:
If harlan ellison didn't want us to fuck the incel war machine he wouldn't have written lines like "he was God as Daddy the Deranged" and "the machine masturbated and we had to take it or die". What else did he mean by this
I have no time and I must draw. I read ihnmaims last year when I started post-grad and instantly got AM brainrot. I binged every single piece of ihnmaims media within the next few days. The Hate and radio monologues live rentfree in my brain
I'm also not sure if I wanted the person he's got under bondage to be Ted or a self-insert. Feel free to imagine it as yourselves, fellow AM fuckers
Btw I'm surprised how BIG ihnmaims nation is on tumblr! There's been a boom recently so HIIIII PLEASE TALK TO ME ABOUT THE AI WITH THE INSATIABLE BLOODLUST AND THE HOT VOICE
This is very different from my usual stuff bc I hate drawing straight lines and mostly draw humans. But I just wanna contribute something to ihnmaims tumblr SO BAD I wanna puke, yall are so talented and creative!! I don't have a solid AM design, I can barely draw machines and cables so this is all you get! A weird claw hand, somewhat of a 'spine' along the cables behind his monitor, an eye in his logo to stare at you as he ties you up, questionable cable placement etc etc
Cough cough AIDAN from the Illuminae series by Amie Kaufman and Jay Kristoff was my evil AI lover awakening. It's very tame compared to AM ofc
pov: AM and Reader arrive to their shared apartment after getting isekai’ed to a modern au of their universe. thankfully the apartment had two rooms.
reader: sooo… which room do you want?
am, who hasn’t let go of your arm since he realized he had sense of touch: your room.
you blink twice before sweating nervously: i don’t understand…
am, looking at you like an angry cat: i want to sleep in the same room as you, idiot.
reader: i-it’s a bit too early for that don’t you think?
am with an unamused expression: i’ve kept you alive for three centuries and i’ve been inside your mind countless times, sweetheart. we already know so much about each other. so don’t use the early excuse on me.
you are making confused noises while am is dragging you to the room with the largest bed and pushes you onto the mattress before straddling your waist and slamming his arms beside your head: hold on a second—
am silences you with kiss: shut up.
am lowers his body to lay his head on your belly, intensely listening to the sounds of your organs doing their work: you know what to do.
you runs your fingers through AM’s fully developed scalp. AM immediately purrs in delight as he just lays on top of you pleased. you had to steady your breathes and cool your hot flustered face (as well as trying to ignore how hot that was)
thank goodness AM couldn’t read your mind anymore.