#cyberneticc

[e11i0talders0n]

cyberneticc replied to your post “[Psst: For those who don’t know, I make jewelry. Glass tile pendants,...”

those look hella. do u use sunandmoon for ur supplies???

[Thanks man, and they’re one of the ones I use! In fact, I was gonna order some stuff from them tonight. I use them,  purplemountainbtq (I order from them a LOT), and there’s another one or two I’ve tried out that I like). 

[talentforlying]

was that a skeleton with a woman's head???????????

that would be triskele the wyrm queen, leader of all the succubi in hell.

[psychoanalyticmystic]

@cyberneticc "Basil-" Julie cringes as he slices into his hand again but her mouth is in a hard line and she watches, dutifully, in case the result is different. It won't be. She can feel the pieces of him gathering back together each time, knitting back into the whole like his atoms have a mind of their own and can't bear to be apart. Maybe they do think. Maybe they feel and reason and calculate. Maybe what makes up the whole of him is something more. But she still doesn't think it makes him wrong. "Don't," she says softly, staying his hand before he can cut into himself again. Gently prying the scissors from his fingers, she sets it aside and then feels along the spot that had been a gaping wound just moments ago. "It's going to be the same every time. Are you doing that or is it just...involuntary?"

[starkindustrics]

happy new years!

rowdy, and prone to the passing undercurrent of where the celebrations would deviate into; packed crowds in a collective stupor were fickle in their collective attention, divided between the CRACKLE of golden white that spearheaded into inky black dusk and the zeal of the resident deejay, who rumor has it, had recently OUSTED himself from hetronormativity over social media. Good for him. He’s having a blast pushing out bass beats that hammer and bludgeon into the flesh and rattle teeth. It’s enough to deafen, had one met the misfortune of being SHOULDERED too closely against the reverberating diaphragm of TOO-LARGE, TOO-TALL subwoofers. 

caught under the strobe of luminescent pink, yellow and electric blue, tony dances like all the others who do around him, two-piece suit now stained with the scent of chanel and bvlgari from where sequin dresses had made a go for the waist and hips. he carries the SUGGESTION of sweet liquor on his tongue. but he hasn’t had his fill. not yet. he’s still a LONG-WAYS OFF. 

but liquid courage does a soul good; more so to that of an already readily irreverent one. 

taking a wild careen towards the next warm body, to which face he can only barely make out from the pulses of light and his own bleary vision, he offered up hasty greetings and the same hackneyed smile he’s served up to just about everyone he’s met tonight. 

          “ happy 2017, gorgeous. “

which was all the preamble that he was liable to produce before yanking the other man down flush to his chest, and planting one wet, lewd suckle to an unprepared pout, crushing them in a VICIOUS gesture that was sure to work a dull ache when he does pull away.

[augmentumi-blog]

Lime green

▓ : *✧ DESCRIBE A COLOR WITHOUT USING THAT COLOR ✧ @cyberneticc​

           ‘ plasma, burning hot and twisting inside a gauge. it fuels the core of the mechanism, pumping it with adrenaline when the time comes. an eerie glow across the dark that spreads across        THE CITY    . it lights my face and glows along the visor of the DRUID. it is hot, nothing like the gentleness of a related color. not like the forest. it is toxic, it will burn me if i touch it unprotected. i am careful with it, it is a warning and a comfort. IT IS TOXIC. ’

[augmentumi-blog]

                                  @cyberneticc // continued from here.

           that makes her laugh out loud, the melancholy of the situation breaking for her. she was a doctor, a doctor of extraordinary things. though maybe he had a point, maybe the blood and the metal was extremely ordinary to her while to other’s it wasn’t. it has her thinking and thinking, brain trying to decipher what he means from those words. trying to decipher where this one sat in her box of judgement: foolish and disposable, wise and disposable, or useless. 

     ‘ there is truths there, that i can see. maybe our definition of ordinary is just too different. ’ brown skin glints in the sun, catching the rays reflection. it’s supposed to be warm, but she cannot feel it. briefly she thinks of the dogs, she always liked dogs after all. a genius thinking such nonsensical things while having small talk with an attractive person, was that not incredibly ordinary. ‘ i wish i could find beauty in all things. make them perfect in some way. ’

[psychoanalyticmystic]

@cyberneticc “She comes by that honestly. I’ll try just about anything, no matter how hopelessly burned.” Belle watches Basil from a few different perspectives. Friend, family, worried mother. That one is new, and it’s because he’s Julie’s, and therefore hers. But she doesn’t wear the empathy comfortably. Like well-loved clothes that don’t quite fit the same way anymore, it's familiar weight is unusual. “You want to talk about why you’re so fidgety, or are we going to keep pretending that everything is hunky-dory?”

[peaceific-archive]

@cyberneticc

Noah couldn’t tell how exactly it had happened, but at some point, as it seemed, they must have fallen asleep. That was new - napping wasn’t something Noah was used to. With Basil around, however? Drifting off while halfway through studying didn’t seem like such an unlikely thing, after all.

“--- Bas. Basil. Wake up.”