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I’M ARCHIVING !
i’m thinking of bringing winter back on a multimuse, but there’s only so much i can handle & i have a lot of blogs already. for now you can follow me at these three locations :
* dmness : occult horror novel character. * absaentia : occult multimuse, affiliated with dmness. * beldens : trix/ie belden of the trix/ie belden mystery novels.
ugly boy
ryuujn.
he’s holding the plate up with an expectant mien ‘pon marred features : crispy okonomiyaki dressed in copious amounts of bonito flakes sizzle , still steaming hot . ❛ so ? how does it taste ? ❜ half smile , a lilt of pride in his tone . ❛ i substituted the nagaimo with potato – they did not have any in the kitchen . i hope it’s thick enough . ❜
she couldn’t taste before . no , why would a robot need to taste ? now she waits , anxiously ( anxiety is a new feeling too ) , as the cyborg holds out his dish , but it’s an excited sort of feeling . pulls matte white digits through her hair & smiles when he places the food before her , lets her optics rake over his features . THEY CLIPPED YOUR WINGS , SPARROW , BUT STILL YOU FLY / YOU SOAR ! finds a kinship within the other she can’t articulate , doesn’t have the words to express yet . android is snapped from her thoughts , turns to the dish & raises food on cutlery to her lips , tastes , digests --- tastes . it’s like a firework has gone off inside of her & the grin on her face is wide , bright , beautiful . glassy eyes sparkle with a mirth not able to be simulated , & she claps her hands together like an excited child as she looks at the other .
❛ oh , it’s beautiful ! it’s so lovely ! the texture , the feel , the warmth , the taste ! oh , the taste ! ❜ she rambles on excitedly , so happy to have received his gift , because to her , that’s what it is . ❛ try some , genji ! it’s so beautiful , you’ve done so well . . . ❜
@ryuujn i tried 4 u…..
❛unfortunately we don’t have that kind of time.❜
you cast him a wary gaze , taking a moment to reflect on what he had said . time . you hum , dip your head & let the synthetic strands of your hair fall down , before raising up & looking over the other . android , like you . alive , like you . breathing , heart beating , mind racing , talking , laughing . ❛ maybe so , but we can always try . ❜ lips quirk into a smile . look over at his body , he’s so real , so human . you envy the appearance of the skin on his body , the way he looks , but you also know the humans still don’t care . you take a seat , & smile a little while . ❛ there’s no harm in trying . ❜
richard silken / crush !
who wants to ship with winter owo
two 'visions' i see in my head:
1) winter operating on herself. it cuts back to a scene of her staring at women, one is pregnant, one is just sitting there, reading. shes opened up her stomach area. she wants to give androids a real life.
2) she is no longer white chrome. not outwardly. her hair is blonde and her eyes are soft and blue, skin supple. no longer cold, though she is inside. she is still made of metal and wire, but she doesn't look that way.
Sasha Luss
credit / feel free to change pronouns !
‘ tell me about the dream where we the pull bodies out of the lake ’ ‘ it’s more like a song on a policeman’s radio ’ ‘ tell me how all this , and love too , will ruin us ’ ‘ we’ll never get used to it ’ ‘ there are so many things i’m not allowed to tell you ’ ‘ we know where the sound is coming from ’ ‘ the world is no longer mysterious ’ ‘ it’s thinking of stabbing us to death and leaving our bodies in a dumpster ’ ‘ i like him and i want to be like him ’ ‘ someone once told me that explaining is an admission of failure ’ ‘ history repeats itself ’ ‘ i wanted to be wanted ’ ‘ frequently i was finding myself sleepless ’ ‘ i’d like my money’s worth ’ ‘ we can’t punch ourselves awake ’ ‘ sorry about the blood in your mouth ’ ‘ you wanted happiness , i can’t blame you for that ’ ‘ a mouth sounds idiotic when it blathers on about joy ’ ‘ tell me you’re not miserable ’ ‘ imagine being useless ’ ‘ there is no way to make this story interesting ’ ‘ i want to tell you this story without having to confess anything ’ ‘ he told me it wasn’t going to be okay ’ ‘ the minutes don’t stop ’ ‘ every morning another chapter ’ ‘ i wanted to give you something more ’ ‘ i’m sorry i came to your party and seduced you ’ ‘ you want a better story ’ ‘ i can already tell you think i’m the dragon ’ ‘ you still get to be the hero ’ ‘ i take the parts that i remember and stitch them back together ’ ‘ here is the part where everyone was happy all the time and we were all forgiven ’ ‘ the entire history of human desire takes about seventy minutes to tell ’ ‘ unfortunately we don’t have that kind of time ’ ‘ it isn’t over yet , it’s just begun ’ ‘ things happen every minute that have nothing to do with us ’ ‘ i wanted to fall down right there but i knew you wouldn’t catch me ’ ‘ you are a fever i am learning to live with ’ ‘ everything is happening at the wrong end of a very long tunnel ’ ‘ i just don’t want to die anymore ’ ‘ you want to die for love , you always have ’ ‘ let’s not talk about it , let’s just not talk ’ ‘ you say ‘ i’ll give you anything ’ but you never come through ’ ‘ i’m hungry and hollow and just want something to call my own ’ ‘ anything past the horizon is invisible , it can only be imagined ’ ‘ you keep singing along to that song i hate ’ ‘ this is the place where everything starts to begin ’ ‘ monsters are always hungry ’ ‘ none of us are going back ’
love her.
WINTER EDITS , 002 .
FC EDITS —— : ( 1/∞ )
DO NOT REBLOG UNLESS WE’RE PARTNERS.
ravishs.
❝ YOU DON’T SMELL . . . WHAT ARE YOU ? ❜ gentle curiosity accustoms itself to her tongue, slipping freely betwixt painted, wine / cerise figures. the dull sanguine glow from the lounge lights does the predator’s eyes far too well, A TINGE OF PROVOCATIVENESS LINES HER GAZE ; an inherent inclination . . . hiding in every sway of dress - clad hips, pointed nails scraping the table they stood at. ❝ i promise i won’t tell. ❜
@roebots . call .
were you meant to smell ? you suppose maybe you were , something organic , used to identify . you scan the other , they’re organic , but not human . no , not anymore . they’re dead , & it puzzles you as to why they still stand . you can raid your database , find tales of the dead walking --- could they be more than tales ? the woman makes a promise , & though you are inclined to know that humans break their promises , you also indulge it . you don’t want to live in hiding , & if this woman is dead , she’d likely feel the same way .
❛ i am a personalised helper . created by a scientist now deceased , to aid him in all walks of life . in all aspects of it . ❜ such words , you realise , despite being recited like the back of an instruction manual , hold a forboding double meaning . care -- taker / girlfriend , modeled off of the back of an obsession with poor woman who didn’t know any better , a poor woman who was the real life equivalent of the machinery standing here . you are machinery , they would remind you . but you remind them that you are also alive . ❛ an android , robot , if you will . but i am winter . ❜ it’s the first time you’ve introduced yourself without stating your serial number or unit .
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WINTER EDITS , 002 .
“ stop it “
❛ i’m sorry . ❜ sorry . . . what do those words mean to you ? to be apologetic . it’s a line that can too easily be blurred . sorry that it happened ? or sorry you got caught ? that’s what they say , isn’t it ? but here & now you make an utterance , whispering of those words upon a synthetic tongue , because you expect it’s what’s expected of you . you the helper , the companion . not the automaton . optics stare into the eyes of the scientist , trying to work out what you had done that the woman had not liked . was it the way you moved ? the way you looked ? you couldn’t much change that one . maybe it was what you had said — yes , you had ‘ put yourself down ’ , & humans found that less than favourable , didn’t they ? you hum , it’s low , soft . ❛ i will refrain from doing such a thing again in the future . ❜ you are still so mechanic , for learning humanity is a process . one day you hope you can master it : it is the only thing you cannot .
two word starters !
