#khemiatic

[flycway]

boutta grab rex lapis like the longass hamster he is and shake that bitch ; fuck u for outing me lynx . /j

[freedomwisp]

continuation from here with @khemiatic

“You’re a painter, right?” 

The bard flashed him a smile from where he was curiously reading the labels of the countless potions and jars shelved against the back wall of the cave; a hand rose to pick up the hat from his head, shaking it to rid it off the snow before placing it back despite the dampness of the fabric. Even if the wind had warned him of the incoming storm, he still hadn’t been prepared to how fast it had descended upon him; and just when he had been prepared to fly away, Albedo had stumbled upon him and he had no other choice than to follow the other into his lab.

“Surely you’ll know that inspiration can take you to quite a journey; mine just happened to lead me right to this mountain!”

[wolfkcst-archive1]

khemiatic

I've tried to do albedo's braids on my own hair and it is so hard to do without a second pair of hands, so my answer is absolutely yes that man needs all the help he can get

oh absolutely eivor will help - they will style his hair for him too 😌

[wolfkcst-archive1]

SAWAYAMA by rina sawayama sentence starters. -Accepting!! @khemiatic​

        The warrior seemed confused, eyebrows furrowing slightly. Eivor did not quite understand why the alchemist was so interested in recording the wolf-kissed beating someone to the point where they relent. Though they also wonder if its because of their vision that piques the interest. Either way, they wipe blood from their face and gave a small nod.                     ❝I suppose it would not hurt. However, I would like to know why the sudden interest. Surely, you could find another to record beating someone.❞             They speak, curiousity laced in their tone with hands on their hips.

[flycway]

viento &&. albedo are having too much fun .

[albcrichh]

[  coated  ]

xx | [  coated  ]  receiver  finds  sender  covered  in  blood.

being exhausted and very busy had made his patience extremely thin these days. to the point he truly hadn't noticed how he had been slipping up more and more as time passed. how his reactions became shorter, his smiles more strained, his eyes not having the shine it usually did.

it shouldn't have come as a surprise to him that his mind eventually couldn't bear the weight any longer.

" --Albedo.. I'm so sorry- fuck." his voice started to edge more into panic, holding Albedo's face almost tenderly. " I didn't mean to-- "

[unboundform]

“  you’re not fine. and you don’t have to pretend that you are with me.  ” to sucrose! 👀

     if anyone knew her, it was albedo.

     he had a way of picking her apart from the inside, and sucrose hated it. she wouldn't change it for the world, but she absolutely hated it. the tears at the corners of her eyes were wiped away furiously. she didn't want to be babied. that was a feeling that was long gone. while she was desperate for someone to care, it didn't matter. loneliness had crept up on her long ago and with his escapades up the mountain for weeks on end, did it really matter? did her dreams of a paradise where she could be happy really matter?

     "i have work to do, mr. albedo. you may leave."

[flycway]

@khemiatic : MILK ARCHON YOU ARE INSANE

› ; .             HE CAN'T hear you right now , he's concocting some hair - brained scheme to glitterbomb albedo's lab with powdered milk .