Poems of a Machine.

  stain those cheeks with false emotion  

[prcdigalchild]

penned by luciel, he/they, 21+, welsh/english, independent artist. established june 2022.

an independent fandomless oc  ( dash only for now )  blog with verses for genshin impact,  fate/grand order and arknights.  mutuals only  &&  highly selective.  low activity because my energy levels vary a lot.  read rules before interacting.

disclaimer:  this blog will contain dark themes,  including  death,  torture and possibly other nsfw content. do not follow if you are under 18 or are uncomfortable with these themes.

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❝   You can talk all day,  like your words have any weight.      Gosh, you fit right in!  You're a human,  after all.      What you want is HOPELESS,  erase it from your head.      In life sometimes somebody wants you dead   ❞    

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[peashooter85]

Johnson Model 1941 semi automatic rifle, United States, World War II

from Rock Island Auctions

[prcdigalchild]

                          ❝    Oh ashes,  ashes,  dust to dust,                                 The devil’s after both of us.                                 Oh,  lay my curses out to rest                                 Make a mercy out of me.    ❞

indie fandomless oc with original lore and verses for genshin,  fate/grand order,  arknights  &&  scp. established june 2022,  penned by luciel.

[prcdigalchild]

@theabyssalmuses​ asked:  ❝  i do trust you.  you’ve earned that.  ❞ - From Lalnable

ENEMIES TO LOVERS  AND  REFORMED VILLAINS  |  OPEN

Feeling her face heat up at his words,  the scientist cleared her throat while her gaze quickly averted from his,  trying to find something   —   anything that she could say in response to that.  It was kind of infuriating how easily her focus could be shifted when he spoke to her.  Maybe it was the way he looked at her,  or even the low,  dulcet tones his voice seemed to take on when she was the only one to hear...

———    Ah!  He’d done it again!  Blue and gold hues snapped back to his own red as quickly as they’d left,  trying to hide the fact he’d left her lost thinking about him yet again.  Of course he’d pick up on it anyway,  he was always noticing finer details like that,  but the least Rei could do was try.

❝   If you trust me as much as you say,  then perhaps you should start listening to me a little more.  You really aren’t as terrible as you think you may be,  and I really don’t buy into that  bullshit  about you being unfeeling...   ❞

A soft sigh left her lips,  one hand idly moving to adjust the collar of his labcoat   ( though really it was just an excuse to touch him ).  It was remarkable how easy she found it to get lost in those ruby hues without any effort on either of their parts.  They were just so...

❝   You’re no more of a Monster than I,  and if you truly trust me,  then please believe that to be the truth.  You're the one who convinced me that I am not a Bad Person,  just a Person.  Now let me convince you of the same.   ❞

[prcdigalchild]

really messy sketch under cut

just a little something i’m working on for rei rn

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@cantillat​ replied:  Shirou vc: I was shocked too

How is she  OLDER  than me???

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moonlightmagus·:

NOT YOU TOO.

To be fair,  you don’t always act like...

......

Nevermind i’m not going to finish that thought!

[prcdigalchild]

.........  What do you mean she’s older than 18?

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cantillat​:

❝ Who knows? I can’t remember. ❞ His broad shoulders gave a nonchalant shrug, smirk tugging his lips. The Heroic Spirit was aware that it was his own private joke that only a few would understand – and none of the ones who would quite get it were present. In short, something that would go over the technician’s head. ❝ I’m the one who should be apologizing, I couldn’t resist. ❞ his smugness dissipated, replaced by a dismissive tone. ❝ The truth is that I have discarded my name a long time ago. Someone like me is a mere faceless individual amidst the crowd, a nameless force that embodies the will of the masses. This is why I’m referred as my class instead of a proper name, although there is indeed one tied to my Spirit Origin. It is something borrowed that doesn’t originally belonged to me.  ❞ It is only fitting that someone who died blinded by borrowed ideals would fall to obscurity under a borrowed name. ❝ I will admit that calling me “Archer” around so many of the same class might get a little confusing. If you can’t suck it up and deal with it I suppose I can provide you with a name. ❞

Discarded long ago...  Well,  didn’t that sound familiar?  An almost knowing,  yet wry smile briefly found its way onto her lips,  though as usual for her it didn’t seem to last very long.  Perhaps it was the way he was referring to himself and the life he’d chosen to live,  but it felt awfully lonely;  not that she would admit that aloud.  Not yet anyway.

❝   No,  I think Archer suits you just fine really.  It’d be a little hypocritical of me if I couldn’t accept the name you've chosen to be called,  and I try not to contradict myself if I can help it.   ❞

For a moment the air was filled only with the clinking of metal fingers against her mug of coffee,  slowly growing cold as she’d almost forgotten about it.

❝   It was just an idle curiosity.  Hearing the reasons why people gave up their names and the stories behind choosing their new ones are just things I like listening to.  A little weird maybe,  but everyone has something peculiar about them.   ❞

[prcdigalchild]

                        Kisses ever sweet,  mercy never meant for me.                         All I want is peace,  just a small reverie.                         Spangled scraps of trash I’ve adorned so I stay in tact                         ———    I’m unloved so I’ll give it up,  don’t look back.

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@cantillat​​ liked for a starter.

❝   So,  ‘Archer’...  Would that be your first or your last name?   ❞

The rare quietness of the cafeteria made for an even rarer appearance of the ever elusive technician,  who very quickly skipped any sort of small talk between the two.  Perhaps her curiosity now was a little...  hypocritical considering her own history with names,  but at least it made for a more interesting conversation than asking about someone’s day for the umpteenth time.

❝   You’re the only one I’ve heard of preferring to go by their class rather than their name,  so I suppose I'm a little curious about why you do.  Apologies if it’s not something you care to talk about.   ❞

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@moonlightmagus​​ liked for a starter.

❝   Don’t you think that you’re putting a little too much pressure on yourself,  Miss Nemuru?   ❞

Perhaps it wasn’t  ‘her place’  to ask such a thing,  being nothing more than a technician for Chaldea,  but after observing the Master for so long now she really couldn’t help herself but speak up.  Maybe it was the training as a doctor from years prior,  but she didn’t want to just stand by watching everything get worse for the girl.

❝   What I mean is that you aren’t alone here.  I can’t imagine the weight that you must feel is on your shoulders right now,  so remember that if you need anything,  we’re here and we support you absolutely.   ❞

[peashooter85]

Johnson Model 1941 semi automatic rifle, United States, World War II

from Rock Island Auctions

[prcdigalchild]

like / reply to this post for a starter!!  i’ll be working on them tomorrow!!  if you’d like to plot a little beforehand then my discord is: 𝔏𝔲𝔠𝔦𝔢𝔩#0707 multimuses please specify which muse as well!

[robinboardman]

Supercharger Photograph: Will Eades

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@theabyssalmuses​​ asked: “When you say your pain’s ‘4 out of 10′, that’s actually a normal person’s ‘8 out of 10′. We’re going to the hospital - !.” - from otto

HIGH PAIN TOLERANCE STARTERS  |  OPEN

❝   No,  we are not.   ❞

As always when it came to Otto,  her voice was firm and demanding,  refusing to even humour the idea of medical treatment right now.  So what if there was a bit of blood?  If it made him uncomfortable,  then he wasn’t fit to be in  HER  lab at all.  Fixing the machine was all that mattered right now,  and if he kept interrupting then it would only prolong the time she went without help.

Besides,  this was nothing.  The pain was only a slight inconvenience,  nothing like what she’d been for before.  Nothing compared to the loss of her arm,  or that accident when she’d been messing around with her  ‘brother’  and magic.  And it was but a drop in the ocean against the emotional turmoil she’d been through.  Physical pain was nothing to her,  and definitely not worth wasting time visiting a hospital over.

❝   It’s nothing,  I can fix it up when i’m done.  Now,  if you aren’t going to actually be useful for once and help me,  then  SHUT UP.  You’re distracting me from my work.   ❞