#alchemt

[gothoctopus]

Lyle - 👃💦💐

Ohohohoho >:3c

👃 : Does your OC smell good? Do they have a signature scent? Lyle prides himself on keeping well-kempt. Balms for his skin, treatments for his hair, his clothes are always clean, ironed, and dabbed with floral oil to keep them smelling nice. But for better or for worse, its basically impossible to keep the scent of his work from lingering. This can be both a good and a bad thing, depending. On one hand, the sharp, coppery tang of blood constantly clings to him, underlying all other scents. On the other, his alchemtic/poison work leaves him with a strong herby scent that's honestly kinda nice u.u

💦 : Is your OC’s attractiveness based on looks or a more intangible aura? Well I think he's hot (pretty hair, handsome nose) but lbr it's the absolutely ferocious devotion he has that makes him attractive.

💐 : What is their courting style? How would they woo someone? Help him he doesn't know what he's doing. Okay but listen it really is about the devotion. He's big on titles, but those titles become much softer and personal when there's romantic interest. The formal "Your Majesty" becomes "My Prince" with Aleksander, for example. He becomes much less crass, much more attentitve. He's the sort that would lay his coat over a puddle so you don't get your shoes wet, the sort that would start growing flowers in his poison garden just because you mentioned off-hand that they were your favorites at one point. He's also the sort that would steal your shirts and draw you a thousand times like a lovesick teenager, but that's neither here nor there.

[thivd]

               @alchemt​​         ‣         “   i haven’t slept in two days .   ”

❝     is this your,    uh         [   .  .  .   ]       𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕  𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚎 ,     goggles?     ❞

varian’s current workspace is     ––––     to put it  not  so  generously,    it’s.     alright,    look,    the place is a  mess.    and eugene was just in here  yesterday,    and it did not look like     .   .   .     like  this.     from what he knows,    the kid was working on some new machine,    but there’s barely any open space left in the room;    books are everywhere,    all opened to various chapters of subjects  too  scientific  for his tastes,    beakers are placed precariously in what feels like  every unsafe place:    the edges of various tables,    the highest reaches of bookshelves,    even scattered among the floorboards like glaringly glowing trip hazards.     and that’s not even  mentioning  the strange smell that seems to be coming from a row of nearby test tubes that eugene does not even want to think about.  

but if the kid is ignoring it,    it should be safe,    right?      right?

❝     and that’s     ––     that’s not a wrench.     you do know you’re holding a baguette,    right?     where did you even get–––    actually,    y’know what?     𝚒  𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝  𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝  𝚝𝚘  𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠.    why don’t we just,      ❞      in a swift motion,    eugene plucks the loaf from the young alchemist’s hands,    tucking it away beneath his arm,    before spinning them both around in a direction he thinks he remembers the kid’s room being in.      ❝     go ahead and call it a day,    how about that?     get some good rest for once,    and where is that cat of yours?     ❞  

[watcrdamagcd]

@alchemt​ hit the heart for a starter from fitz-y  

MAYBE  FITZ  SHOULD  HAVE  SAID  SOMETHING  AS  HE  WATCHED  -   varian measure out the two chemicals. something sat wrong in the engineer’s stomach, but this was varians’ area of expertise and fitz knew if things were SWITCHED and varian tried to tell FITZ that he was wrong it wouldn’t fly over well with the scotsman.    ❝    not that i don’t trust you but you double checked the f-  ❞  the explosion that cut fitz off answered the question for him. 

[sunsreign-moved]

𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 / 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒  | accepting.  

@alchemt​​ said:“ i’m so , so sorry . you didn’t deserve that . ”

His genuine remorse touched Rapunzel’s heart. At the end of the day he was a kid that let things get way over his head --   and that was partly her fault too.  Had she gotten to Quirin sooner --  everything that had happened could’ve been avoided.  

The role of a Princess was a difficult one  ---  to choose between hundreds of people or a dear friend?  

 back then she thought what she did was right,  and maybe it was ---  but the guilt of causing Varian such pain ate at her conscious.  They had forgiven each other but there was still so much to be made up for.  

“You didn’t deserve what you went through either” the sundrop replied,  pulling the boy in for a tight hug.   “I can ...  only imagine how lonely you felt. I’m sorry too ...   I hope you know that.”

[notgettingawaythistime]

' this is bad, this is very very bad, this is really bad … '

“... What did you do?” 

[crescentcry]

@alchemt​ said :  “ to make things right , these things take time . ” for the FORGIVE MEME // ACCEPTING

One part of Cassandra didn’t want to make things right , one part of her wanted to reside in her tower of stone forever. There was no desire to face her problems head-on , what she had done best. AVOID the touchy feely shit that was inevitable to ignore. It felt the same as when her dominant hand was lost BECAUSE of Rapunzel herself. This time it was more intense && boiled when there was even a mention of the princess. A scowl permanently resided on discolored lips.

     The MOONSTONE crackled in response to the emotion that was present. Varian was becoming a PEST to deal with. Cassandra had no use for him other than using the boy as bait to get Rapunzel to show. The sole reasoning behind THAT being the power that had been unlocked due to the FINAL INCANTATION. “ Varian , I don’t know how many TIMES I have to tell you ? I don’t WANT to make things RIGHT. I WANT MY RIGHTS. ” Her anger was becoming dangerous , one thing that would ultimately end in her lashing out.

[flowervain]

what is something that was never addressed at all in the canon material that you have independently developed for your muse ?

I haven’t actually had the chance to do much developing outside of canon yet! I’ve been holding back on developing Gothel’s past because there’s a book scheduled to spill details about it in a few months and I don’t want to establish something and then have ‘canon’ blow it to smithereens, but I have explored what Gothel’s intentions and feelings would be if she lived post-movie through headcanons quite a bit so I guess that counts, right?

[nocamp-blog]

here is what you are     :     a monster. bile courses through you as blood would, carbon fills your lungs, maggots eat at your heart. a dead corpse, living and walking. every step you take is a motion of the earth; a force to be tampered with for both god and man alike. each rotting breath propels you forwards into the unknown but not unfamiliar fields of your own agony and pain. 

here is what you really are     :     a little boy, enraged. your body is weary from nights of sleepless work. every step you take is a testament to the miracle that you are still alive. each shaking sigh is one step closer to never breathing again at all.

you want to hold your daddy’s hand again. be his little boy, his rowdy trouble maker. you want to fix him ham sandwiches and fall asleep under his arm when the nights get too long and the world too scary. 

wanting and getting are two different things. 

for the fifth time that night you wreck your side of the workshop, sending mech parts clanking across the floor and walls. a screw bounces off the amber and cuts you near your eye but your own well being is very low on the list of important things to you. you hear your brother walk into the room and more than anything you want to run into his arms and cry. say you’re sorry but this is too much, say that all of it is so so much more than you can handle. instead you yell at him. 

❛ i can’t get these stupid calculations to work! if i can’t figure out a way to shield the automaton’s music box without messing with the fluctuation of energy then everything will be ruined. again! i..i just..i need more time. dammit! ❜

*     @alchemt.

[littlegynt]

‘where would jim’s loyalty fall between the royals and varian?’ i ask myself, knowing damn well that jim - on multiple occasions - chooses the safety and well being of his friends over his duties and responsibilities 

[sunsreign-moved]

Protective Sentence Starters | accepting

@alchemt​​ said: " i'm not gonna leave you all alone. not now, not ever. ”

Hearing that meant the world to her.  Though their trust in each other had only regained recently,  it already felt like the two of them hadn’t spent any time apart. That any sort of betrayal was a far off memory --  or a dream.    

Varian was her friend, one she held dearly in her heart. The last thing Rapunzel wanted was for him to be hurt,  and so far he had already almost DIED  more than ONCE. 

“It’s...  too dangerous to follow me into this, Varian”  hands reached forward to grasp his, fingers gently squeezing in a comforting manner.  

“You have no idea how much I appreciate EVERYTHING you’ve done for me.   I don’t think there’s a way I could even repay you for all that.   So.. at the very least you should be able to live a normal life with your Dad.  

 I’ll be okay ....   everyone always puts me before themselves....  It’s my turn.   I’ll do what I can to stop Cass and keep our people...  our KINGDOM safe.” She had to,  her list of mistakes were piling up ---  only SHE could fix them...  she had to.  

“Just... stay here”

[catboy-joyfriend]

ur lanchemy hcs hand them over

[crescentcry]

@alchemt​ said :  “ i wanna be brave . ” 🥺 for the PATH OF A HERO MEME // ACCEPTING

           Varian was an unexpected variable in her evening and the words that came out of his mouth were even more so. She had set aside the sliver of leather that she was using to sharpen the dagger that had a home inside of her boot. That was soon set aside as well , there was no need to be holding it, the alchemist was no threat to Cassandra or the kingdom anymore. 

           gray - tinted optics focus on the teen now. What was she to tell him after all that had happened ? Was she even brave herself now ? Of course she had put her life on the line for Corona and Rapunzel many times. Throwing yourself at danger for the sake of someone or something else was surely considered brave. As well as reckless at the same time. It took a lot of dedication and willpower to risk your own life.

          “ Bravery comes in all shapes and sizes AND forms. Being brave . . . goes hand in hand with selflessness. ” She starts , trying to find the right words to describe her definition.

[oldcoronas]

it is cold. that is your first thought, clinical. you are outside your body, looking on as the bubbling stone of your own creation slips over your arm. it is graceful, almost, this amber-colored chemical sliding up over your hand. it froze into stone on contact, and you thought, at first, you could just slip out of it, like a glove. 

go back. maybe you can work this one out. your brother’s steady fingers betraying him, you bumping against his side as he went to pour a drop onto the black stones that rose up in the middle of your workshop, in the casual way you shared space in your workshops, your laboratories. in retrospect, you probably shouldn’t have made so much of a chemical you didn’t understand. you ducked to lift the beaker from the stone, still with chemical sloshing inside, chemical dripping down all over the floor. you set it on the worktable and when you looked back at your brother this bubbling mass rose above his neck, inches from flesh. your cry filled up the close, stuffy air as you pushed him to the side, watched him tumble. you were almost out of reach when it snagged your hand.

and now it clamps down around your fingers and try as you might you cannot get it free. it is freezing, and your whole hand is trapped. a claustrophobic terror rises within you. you are trapped ———— trapped !  ———— trapped !  your whole body strains against it. it is holding you so tight you can’t slip your hand through the glove and into the open air. you are cursing, free hand around your wrist, while it rises ——— shit, shit, shit !  you look to your brother with pleading eyes.  “ what do we do ?  ”   you ask, a child, still.

@alchemt

[burdencrowned]

▤ - falling asleep on them . 💕

     i   have   broken   bones   &   tattered   clothes ,   i’ve   run   out   of   time .

         FLEETING HOURS PASSED   within   a   blink   of   an   eye   unbeknownst   to   the   princess   &   the   alchemist  .       maternal   warmth   gradually   enforced   upon   the   boy ‘ s    insistence   of   his   ‘ excellent   health ‘ ,   asking   calloused   hands   to   surrender   to   the   budding   drowsiness   which   formed   under   stubborn   eyes .      of   course ,    elation   from   his   work   presented   a   great   deal   to   him ,    refusing   creative   juices   to   be   prematurely   ceased   -----------    even   to   the   point   of   chiding   free - spirited   girl   to   return   to   the   castle   before   night   sky   blanketed   the   kingdom .    

         BUT REFRESHING WAS   the   flicker   of   passion   beating   in   his   chest ,    reminiscent   of   the   blonde ‘ s   addiction   to   the   arts    --------    day - in   &   day - out ,   palettes   drafted   among   the   walls   as   elation   grew ,    knowing   well   that   imagination   never   stopped   coursing   through   her   veins .     this   was   why   she   understood .     creating   was   bliss    --------    to   produce   something   fresh   &   stunning ,   whether   it   was   through   sciences   or   arts  .         &   rapunzel   offered   a   smile ,   inquiring   on   unfamiliar   terms   which   piqued   her   interest  .       mumbling   restrained ,    choosing   to   let   varian   be   comfortable   in   his   element     ---------     to   distract   such   focused   mind   would   be   a   pity ,    after   all .    

         ❛      HERE ARE THE   snacks   you   wanted ,   by   the   way .     ❜     sheepish   smile   lined   pink   lips ,   unpacking   contents   of   the   basket .     the   fresh   aroma   of   blueberries   spread   in   their   atmosphere ,    inviting   the   boy   to   grab   a   few   bites   before   he   returned   to   his   contraptions .       &   it   did   not   take   long   until   the   pair   drowned   in   pastries   &   stories   exchanged .     chemistry   between   them   at   an   all - time   high ,    fueled   greatly   by   sweets .      cheeks   ablaze ,    laughing   at   jests   thrown   &   teasing   remarks    -----------    for   once ,    they   get   to   be   kids .    as   they   rightfully   should ,   mind   you   -----------   !

           CONVERSATION TRAVELED MORE   than   they   expected   it   to   be ,    with   raven   locks   sprawled   upon   the   silk   of   her   dress ,     his   head   on   her   lap .    &   the   girl   watched   tired   eyes   flutter   under   the   influence   of   fatigue .    scientific   quotations   slipped   into   labored   breathing ,    presenting   a   semblance   of   peace   of   mind .     fingers   gently   slip   the   goggles   from   his   head ,    chuckling   at   the   sudden   quiet   of   the   area .      relief   washed   upon   pure   heart ,    aware   that   varian   trusted   her   enough   to   bury   himself   in   her   comfort .        green   eyes   pressed   shut   as   well ,     quite   enjoying   the   serenity   with   good   company    ----------    &   she   wishes   of   more   moments   like   this .     times   of   just   staying   completely   still ,    even   if   it   was   merely   a   dull   reminder   that   they   existed .       it   was   a   memory   worth   remembering  ,   no   matter   how   mundane .        

           ❛     GOOD NIGHT, VARIAN.     ❜      voice   weak ,   shushed   enough   to   keep   him   at   bay .      &   she   drifts   into   the   evening ;    swore   that   she   heard   ‘ good   night ,   princess ‘   before   unconsciousness   took   over .  

[phantomtied]

ith𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓  ,

Repost, don’t reblog.

BASICS.

full name.  radames zero the jackal nickname.   zero,zerry,rada (only to people who know his name/close to him) gender.   male height.   3′7″ age.  25-26 spoken languages.  Arabic & english

PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS.

hair color.   White eye color.   blue and yellow skin tone fur.   black and white accent.   american english,but sometimes his accent slips in dominant hand.   ambidextrous,  favors the left hand a bit more due to vision posture. zero has decent posture most times,sometimes he does slump over in his chair or standing mostly when hes tired. scars.  he has quite a few,the ones most noticeable would be the scar across his right eye and the ones on his chest usually covered by bandages most noticeable feature(s).   eyes/eyebags and his big & fluffy tail

CHILDHOOD.

siblings.  N/A parents.   Faris (father), Leila (mother) parental involvement. raised by his parents,spent time training and helping his dad with work as he got older,affection was shown when he did things the right way to them or when he listened.

ADULT LIFE.

occupation.   Mercenary -> eggman empire -> n/a currently current residence.   Coles home in the forest area of sunset heights  relationship status. (verse dependent)  single or taken mode of transportation:walking mostly? criminal record.   HAH theres offing people off as a merc,and assisting eggman in a war and harming thousands upon taking most the world.

MISCELLANEOUS.

hobbies to pass time.   treasure hunting,reading,playing videogames,stealing stuff  mental illnesses.   depression ,  ptsd,anxiety,paranoia fears.   being abandoned ,   feeling useless ,   public spaces,lightning,loosing the ones he cares about self-confidence level.  its pretty low,zero doesnt always have that much confident in himself he tries his best to hide it but it does end up showing. vulnerabilities.   represses emotions,   lashes out because of said repressing ,   struggles with accepting / giving physical affection ,   big abandonment/trust issues , afraid of interacting with others

tagged by: no one stole this!

tagging: @pistolbitten​ @ironicfatc​ @heroquills​ @knightofthelake​ @unfadinglight​ @mercalimari​ @prrrower​ @wereclaw​ + anyone else who wants to give this a go!

[notgettingawaythistime]

honey and lemon or milk and sugar // musicals or plays // lemonade or iced tea // strawberries or raspberries // winter or summer // beaches or forests // diners or cafés // unicorns or dragons // gemstones or crystals // hummingbirds or owls // fireworks or sparklers // brunch or happy hour // sweet or sour // rome or amsterdam // classic or modern art // sushi or ramen// sun or moon // polka dots or stripes // macaroons or croissants // glitter or matte // degas or seurat  // aquariums or planetariums // road trip or camping trip // colouring books or water colour // fairy lights or candles

TAGGED BY. @sheheiress​ and @coronianfriends​ TAGGING: @outlikeflynn​, @moonstonetm​, @runningracingdancingchasing​, @alchemt​