Subject Two

Mature 18+ Selective Semi- Canon Divergent Primordial Albedo 

[primordixlalchemist]

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Imagine I woke up

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Primordial is just a menace to society

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His own studies have led him further, perhaps someday. For now he remains a ghost for the better part atop dragonspine, only select few need to know he exists.

[primordixlalchemist]

“I’m getting bored, is this seriously all you can do?”

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Primordial keeps his trauma close not only because its his and its not something you unload easily.

That’s not just it.

It’s because it could fuel people to want to beat the living shit out of Albedo.

[primordixlalchemist]

@stcllariis​ asked:

❛ i’m not ready to lose you yet. ❜

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Something sparks when the blonde utters those words, a reaction so abrupt that its surprising to both parties in the area. His footsteps are a stagger forward, like his knees had momentarily buckled upon themselves as he quickly has a hand lung outwards, gripping onto one of the ribs of Dvalin’s rib cage they were currently standing in.  A weight has smashed into him so suddenly that he’s struggling to push through the clear mental assault as a gloved hand quickly rises to his face, lips pulled taught as it’s clear he’s gritting his teeth.

He pushes himself forward, staggering after a few steps as if his body is crashing on him, those words alone has sparked something so deep within the man that it’s attacking him mentally. Or perhaps, those words had a much deeper meaning than originally intended, eventually after staggering through the deep snow his shoe hits something that finally has him falling to his knees, hands rising to his head to slightly curl within himself as he coughs, a raspy horrid noise like he’s choking on the beginning of a sob.

It’s a restraint sorrow that's trying to break free, but it’s the wilted gaze, of disgust, of anger and something so visceral it might as well ignite the air. The gaze is cast in the direction of Albedo’s known workspace, of course it falters as he tears his gaze away from the direction to pull himself together, physically and mentally and shakily rise to his feet before trudging on forward. Refusing to slow down for the other, a clear trauma response.

Escape the situation that was causing him the stress. That area in particular. The area Aether had ignited the spark in.

[primordixlalchemist]

A note that my next post will involve heavy dark themes. Beware.

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐡𝐢𝐭 ‘𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  more  angst  to  devastate  your  writing  partners.  metaphorically.  )

❛ you’re a weapon, and weapons don’t weep. ❜

❛ you can’t save everyone. ❜

❛ it should have been you. ❜

❛ did i do good? ❜

❛ i’m sorry that i can’t save you. ❜

❛ wait for me, will you? ❜

❛ i can’t lose you again! ❜

❛ you were dead, i saw you die. ❜

❛ we won’t forget each other, right? ❜

❛ i’m real. i’m here. ❜

❛ you already know how this will end. ❜

❛ it’s always my fault, isn’t it? ❜

❛ i don’t want to go. ❜

❛ can you remember how you died? ❜

❛ i love you, but you’re not mine. ❜

❛ have you ever lost someone? ❜

❛ i didn’t ask to get made. ❜

❛ you’re as beautiful as the day i lost you. ❜

❛ i never meant to hurt you. ❜

❛ is it really you? ❜

❛ their blood is on your hands. ❜

❛ it would have been better to die. ❜

❛ i’m not ready to lose you yet. ❜

❛ i wish i met you sooner. ❜

❛ let’s just stay here. grow old. ❜

❛ you’re the first friend i ever had. ❜

❛ i told you not to fall in love with me. ❜

❛ you always push people away. i just thought you’d never do it to me. ❜

❛ everyone i’ve cared about has either died of left me. except for you. ❜

❛ i know i have a heart because i can feel it breaking. ❜

❛ they’re not coming back. ❜

❛ i’m sorry, have we met? ❜

❛ in my dreams, we’re still together. ❜

❛ you’re the one good thing left in this world. ❜

❛ i hate the way that i don’t hate you. ❜

❛ it’s okay. you can let go. ❜

❛ you mean nothing to me. ❜

❛ we’re on our own now. ❜

❛ you can’t kill me, i’m not alive. ❜

❛ it wasn’t supposed to end like this. ❜

❛ do you remember when we first met? ❜

❛ we’ll see each other again. ❜

❛ there’s nothing you could have done. ❜

❛ we did it. we won. ❜

❛ let’s not go back. not ever. ❜

❛ thanks for playing with me. ❜

❛ why does it feel like this is goodbye? ❜

[primordixlalchemist]

“Now this is a sight.”

Is he watching the feral energy of a singular Childe be all over dash? yes. He’s amused. Keep amusing him.

[primordixlalchemist]

shadow the hedgehog on dash?

MOOD

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@stcllariis​

It’s a rare occurrence for Albedo to be found away from his lab, however Primordial was the exact opposite. It was fairly common that he was never exactly found at his lab, his studies were the opposite of Albedo. The differences between them besides appearance (even then there was slight differences) was stark. His location however was near, down more into the wide valley where the weather tested physical strength alone, but the creatures there were even stronger. Yet that doesn’t explain the sight that comes once a view point it reached.

A coat flies in the air, whipped by the wind to fly past Aether and land in the snow, clearly Primordial’s and having been discarded for some reason. No that’s not the wildest thing, it’s the fact he’s going up against some creature, a slim beast that resembles a drake of some kind, it’s practically flailing at Primordial who’s blocking it’s attacks with one hand wielding his trusted blade, a bit of a strained effort, no that’s not even the most impressive thing.

He’s fighting it shirtless, in practically sub zero temperatures, he’s gone shirtless to fight some beast he’s conjured forth from memory. To better himself, pushing himself to the limit, pure strength and intelligence in play as he practically dances around the creature that is desperately trying to attack him, to even hit him. The training ends abruptly as soon as a single strike makes the creature conjured from memory vanish, a critical fatal blow done in one split second.

Primordial makes his way towards the frozen river where a workbench is placed, instead seeming much more fit for the rigorous training he’s no doubt been doing here for who knows how long, segments of geo and cryo mixed together to form some type of arena, a place for him to go all out and push himself to the limit to overcome and simply break more limits. Instead just as he grabs a wet cloth to place around his neck and perhaps take a moment to relax, he slowly tilts his head to gaze right at where Aether had watched the entire thing.

And he ever slightly smiles. But it’s unmistakable that something decorates his shirtless frames, markings. Perhaps like Albedo’s but unable to be properly made out from the far distance.

[primordixlalchemist]

We all know Aether just wants to see the alchemists shirtless-

[stcllariis-a]

primordixlalchemist​:

@stcllariis​

He was not in the lab when the other had dropped by since…what had prevailed earlier. The shifting of one of the makeshift curtains that was at each entrance, the one at his single room slightly moved as the heap of a figure on the bed jolts upright, staring at the entrance, throat dry as he seems to try and find words. It seems given the time of day was approaching night, he’d begun getting ready to head to sleep, coat hung up in the corner on a coat rack as he had a simple pair of black clothing on. His braid had been undone, segments still being undone, his hands still gloved at the moment.

He gazes at the other, letting the braids fall apart, revealing that he had quite longer hair in the front, he idly brushes them behind his ears, clearly trying to think of what to do for his suddenly visitor of the night. It’s a clear unspoken ‘oh wait your here at this hour?’, which has his brain reeling ontop of trying to process what took place in the much earlier hours, he finally clears his throat, raising a brow.

“…I’m suspecting this isn’t a normal visit?”

it was a bit late when aether decided to stop by primordial’s again. he’d been there earlier in the day and it was unlike him to visit dragonspine twice, but he felt as if he needed to. something inside of him tugging him back to the other. when he slide the sheet aside, he found the alchemist getting ready for bed, about to lay down for the night. he shifts a bit as the other notices him, waiting for a moment, before he moves forward. he undoes his gloves, tugging them off and placing them on the nearby table. 

fingers move to undo his braid, long yellow curls falling along his shoulders. he hums quietly as he takes his boots off, before stepping forward, sliding into primordial’s bed and laying his head on the side of the pillow. 

[primordixlalchemist]

“...”

A light tint brushes over his face, a hefty sigh that has tense muscles loosening before eventually giving in to his internal screaming. His mind practically torn in half between rationality and desire. One side is practically screaming about how the traveler has decided to drop in his bed, HIS BED, and now rest. The other is finding it quite amusing how out of everyone he was chosen. So instead of fighting with it for now he just finds the small line down the middle and follows it, slipping under the covers as he pulls one of the blankets over the other blonde before pulling his own over himself.

Head meets the soft comfort of the pillow for himself as he lays there in silence, keeping his hands firmly to himself as he allows his eyes to close, back facing the other. Tonight was interesting, tomorrow morning would be even more so.

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Did he just have a nightmare about when he was thrown by the traveler into a freezing river and left for dead had Albedo not saved him? Yes. Is he going to talk about it? No, unless pressured into it.

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So for me Primordial actually went down into the Chasm and experienced all of this, except he was attacked by the Abyss Order, Lumine actually traps him in the center room because he tried to stop them once he realized but he failed due to the sheer number of enemies, that and Lumine is strong, very strong. So for my lore Primordial is one of the few that know about Lumine and has become involved with the Abyss Order because they stand in the way of his mission Oversee that this world doesn't fall in entirety like how his home did. So he's not a persistent force but he is from that nation, it was only a matter of time before he clashed with the Abyss Order.

(either or depends who ya muse, im just too lazy to do the whole aether/lumine thing)