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[thepastisalreadywritten]

[drop--pop--candy]

hello all of my. two followers. does anyone know physics enough to tell me how to convert threshold frequencies/wavelengths into eVs and be right about it. i keep fucking it up

[prettyboykatsuki-moved]

wanting to use gel and doing a bunch of research only to realize its ultimately going to take at least the same amount of money it would for me to just get them done 💀💀

[gunkbaby]

they banned her at the tokyo ghoul expo girl omg what did you do

[unopenablebox]

microscopy's really fun. shame i don't know anything about it but it turns out you dont have to

[calsvoid]

taylor swift wrote foolish one for evan buckley guys trust me she told me herself

[folkinsomnia]

uncomfortably close to rewatching inuyasha. dear god save me

[squeakadeeks]

its hard to articulate the despair one feels after working 8 hours straight in a lab shift and when you finally get an atomic image it has. a little butt.

[floodlandss]

HI CAPTAIN!!! can i ask for yarrow and lumilogos please? :]

im okay guys i didn't kill myself like 5 times writing this . (< jittery smile) insert here that gif of walter white doing chemistry; thats you picking this one to destroy me

❀ yarrow (everlasting love) — “i don’t think i’ll ever stop loving you.”

"Hm. Aefanyl, I'm not sure about these," Lumière scrunches her nose. "They don't capture you at all! The details are all lost! Ugh, for that price too.. These tourist-hunters, these.."

Logos slots into her side to have a look. She'd wanted to take pictures for an album — and he didn't have much of a choice with her batting her eyelashes at him. Despite her complaints, though, besides the middling camera quality he can't find any issue. "I think it is a faithful portrayal. What makes you unsure?"

Her cheeks were already tinted by the cold season — and now, they almost blend into her pink scarf. "Don't misunderstand.. You still look as handsome as ever, but.. I can hardly see your smile! And I know you were smiling.. because.. I was looking."

Her fingers trail down the grid, settling on the edge of an almost candid-looking picture. Just short of blank-faced, he's looking in the direction of the camera — while she looks at him like a hare to the light of dawn. "I was excited to see this one the most.. But it's hardly any different," she sighs. "Oh well. I shouldn't be such a downer.. You still look wonderful."

In a flustered response, his feathers flutter against his cheeks. "It's not the last time I will smile, not even for tonight," he says. "There's more exciting backdrops for your photographs outside than that simple booth, though, don't you think?"

In the heart of winter, the festival is lit up warmly. The piedmont of Mount Karlan tonight puts the nightsky to shame. By the warmth of the flaming hearths the ice begins to melt; bits of the surviving summer revealing itself under the blanket of snow. It's a haven the ruthless cold can't breach. (Yes — Lumière had just been so bewitched by him, that she'd forgotten to look around.)

"Ah! You're right," she pipes up again. "It won't look uniform in the album.. But I'd be the biggest fool to let that stop me."

Lumière takes his hand. He remembers its shape so perfectly that their gloves hardly make an obstacle. "Let's go look for spots.. Hmmmm—Ah! I think we could get some nice photos from there, the light falls perfectly."

Logos doesn't protest, letting himself be hauled along the road. It is one of those days that he doesn't want to leave to rest; to pass — but he would miss her in all the other seasons. And through the years, each season will change her — he's become so greedy, wanting it all. Even in this winter, he misses the next one.

"I don't think I'll ever stop loving you." he lets slip, still in her trail.

Lumière turns back once again, and her ears perk up. "Did you say something? I couldn't hear you well.."

"From there, you can see the lights going up Mount Karlan. How about that?", he points. Her gazs follows his finger to a bench on the edge of the festival. The fairylights glimmer like guiding stars.

Lumière's ears jump again. "Ohh! That's perfect, ma chérie — Let's go there instead!"

[snudootchaikovsky]

CAN I GET FRIDAY BUT NOT SATURDAY

[igotburnedtoacrisp]

I'm just vibing here, so hi

I hope you're having a nice dayyyy and uhh :D

[cloudcountry]

damn this wind whistling is extremely loud and ominous i hope a raven doesnt swoop through my open shutters and perch on my arm

[therealslimstrider]

God, I'm having some regrets about sending Hal out into interdimensional space. I could really use an AR.

[songfawn]

[caltria]

MS Paint-ing shenanigans 03 electrosphere

When will the crackfic come back from the war