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Roy made two mistakes when he decided to drink from this mug. His first mistake: he did not read what was on the mug. The second? He did not finish swallowing the hot coffee he sipped from said cup while he read it. Said coffee unceremoniously left his mouth and onto the counter while somehow avoiding his shirt. It was a damn miracle no scalding hot liquid came out of his nose considering he snorted before he broke into giggling.

Oh, Ed got him good. He was keeping this mug. It was perfect.

"Fuck, you got me," he managed to utter out between laughs, "This is a good one. But, y'know what? I, unlike Excel, know what a date is."

#alchemicelric #ic; snap snap spark spark | silly #ic; from the desk of roy mustang | answered asks [ unprompted ] #science saturday | elric mustang shenanigans #[ sent last saturday but I was out of town ] #[ and Roy just let me answer this ] #[ I didn't realize it was a mug until TODAY ] #[ Roy adores this so much ]

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𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝐀𝐬 𝐀 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧?

you killed the hero, and you regret it

the sun was in your eyes. you lost sight of where you were going. you never expected to get this far, let alone succeed. this was supposed to change things for you, but now you've got this ache in your throat that makes you think that maybe you were wrong. you're still sitting here three hours later with the body of your hero in your arms, and all you can think is /what have i done/.

#king’s gambit | dash games #death tw #[ hey now ] #[ this was rude ] #[ this was very rude ] #[ also I could make metaphors about this ] #[ it's already happening in my head ] #[ the hero roy killed was himself in ishval ] #[ he died in that desert ] #[ what came home was only him in name ]

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How Do Strangers Perceive You?

full of golden light

the smell of soup cooking in the other room. golden hour sunlight peeking in through the windows. laughter that bounces against the walls and smiles you can't help but mirror. you're easy to approach. your best feature is probably your smile. you don't mind looking silly if it makes people laugh. you're not easily embarrassed. you're calm and you make people feel at ease. you're a good listener because you really really care what they have to say. people leave every interaction with you feeling just a little bit more loved. you're a kind soul, and people can see that. you mean so much more to people than you know.

#king’s gambit | dash games #[ a reminder: hughes called roy golden boy ] #[ god this is him ] #[ this is my boy ]

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Of all the times for Hayate to run off, it had to be right after he ate. Roy wanted to be mad. As he followed behind both the Lieutenant and her dog, he wanted to be mad that their schedule just got ruined by what could be nothing. But, he knew that dog, and he knew Hayate didn’t run off without a reason. He smelled something. For all the two of them knew, it could be Edward and Alphonse! Their search could be soon over!

Would it be silly of him to hope that, after only a week of searching, he would find them? He didn’t want to go another minute without knowing where they were, that they were safe, warm, fed, in his arms—

It wasn’t them.

The Lieutenant came to a slow stop several feet in front of him, leading him to stop as well. She did not raise a weapon, and she did not seem alarmed by the man standing not too far from her. Roy tried not to look crestfallen at the fact that Falman met his gaze instead of a pair of golden eyes. What was he… why was he in Wonderland? Wasn’t he supposed to be in Briggs? Of all the places in Amestris, Briggs was safe. Briggs couldn’t be part of Wonderland now—Major General Armstrong wouldn’t have it. But, she wasn’t in Briggs anymore anyway, which meant… well, fuck. Nowhere was safe.

Fuckity fuck everything to shit.

The salutes came with ease—sloppy on Roy’s part, but with ease. It wasn’t as if he saluted anyone at the Comodeen. He and Kain were on a first-name basis now, and he had a feeling Breda wasn’t too far behind. The Lieutenant was the only exception, and she would undoubtedly remain that way for the rest of her life. His first name wouldn’t ever leave her mouth except when they were under cover. Falman, though, was different. He was far more formal, more prone to toe the line. 

And he had no idea what happened thus far, the things they knew, or what they knew of this damn place. They had a lot to catch up on indeed.

First things first, though…

Roy Mustang did not believe in angels. Yet, that did not explain why he could suddenly hear a choir of them singing in perfect harmony as Second Lieutenant Vato Falman all but glowed in front of him. Perhaps his time stationed at Briggs turned him into one of those divine creatures. Whatever the case was, Roy found himself a believer the second the word “coffee” left that man’s lips. It could be made of dirt for all he cared. The important fact was that it was coffee, something he hadn’t had in months, and he could use every ounce of it.

“You really are a sight for sore eyes, Falman. Congratulations on the promotion!” Roy offered him a smile before giving him his hand to shake. “I would love some coffee. Take a break while I get a fire going.”

“We’re limiting you to one cup only, Colonel,” the Lieutenant chimed in as she watched him gather some brush, “Your doctor may not be here, but I still remember your orders.”

“Yeah yeah.” One hand waved at her. “You said you’ve got a lot to report? How long have you been here? Last I heard you were at Briggs, but I’m guessing Briggs came here. Major General Armstrong’s gonna be pissed if that’s the case. Either way, tell me what happened, and we’ll share what we know too.” 

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The excitement continues to fade as he watches Pilvi stumble only a couple of steps before the Misterican's body collapses to the floor like it's suddenly turned to stone.

Kain drops next to him, near-scurrying to be at the man's side. Grey eyes go from searching Pilvi's face to frantically finding the Maken.

If anything ever happens to me, the Maken must remain at my side. It must remain as close as possible to me.

It's safely tucked into its usual spot, held at the swordsman's belt and he can't help but to rest his forehead on Pilvi's chest out of relief for that fact.

But he needs to act beyond just the Maken, clearly. He needs to get help and figure this out.

So, just as quickly as he'd hunched over, he's sitting up again to dig through his bag. A few presses of buttons and switches have him intercepting the radio in Cid's office and letting him speak.

"Cid, I need help. Kumo came back and he looks awful and he passed out and he's... breathing but I don't see Mist. We're in the hall after you turn left at the main entrance. Please help. Over."

And then he puts the handheld down, reaching instead to take one of Pilvi's hands with his right hand and stroke his hair back with his left.

"Hey... hey, Rakkani. What happened out there, huh? Please be okay. Please," he near-whispers, fighting the urge to panic in favor of keeping his head level.

It's just... harder when it's someone he loves.

There is barking far before there are footsteps, and Vato takes the moment to kneel before the canine to offer him a scratch behind the ears. "Good boy, Black Hayate," he praises, scooping him into one arm as he gets to his feet. "Good dog."

And, after no more than forty-eight seconds, there they are. There they are, just as he remembers them save for a look about the Colonel that says something terrible's happened and the fact that Hawkeye's hair is a centimeter or so longer. Relief floods the inside of his chest - he's glad to know they're alive even if they aren't well.

His other arm snaps up into a perfect salute, a well-rehearsed habit that's only gotten better since Briggs.

"It's good to see you, sirs! Second Lieutenant Vato Falman, still at your service with a lot to report. I have coffee if the Colonel would like some."

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#forgottenteammates #forgottenteammates (kain) #forgottenteammates (falman) #shiroikumo #ic; light a fire | roy #verse; eventually you'll see my ascendancy | pre pd #arc; amestris no more | group ua #thread: Soul on Fire #long post tw #doctors tw #medical tw #fainting tw #injury tw #death tw #self sabotage tw #illness tw #needles tw #blood tw #black out tw

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@galeleads asked: 9, 10, 18, 26 :^) romance & relationship headcanons | Currently accepting.

9. is your muse monogamous or polyamorous? would they be interested in a polyamorous relationship?

Roy has only ever been in monogamous relationships, leading him to believe he's monogamous. However, that is not to say he's never seen a polyamorous relationship, nor would he necessarily decline one for himself. He simply did not factor it into his life plans. Plans can change, though. With the right people, and with proper communication and trust, Roy would absolutely be part of a polyamorous relationship. He might be a bit nervous about it since it's new territory for him, but he would be willing to give it a shot.

10. has your muse ever been cheated on? would they ever cheat on their partner(s)?

The answer to both question is no. Roy has not been cheated on, and he will never cheat on a partner. He will not give his partner anything less than his full commitment to them, and that means his full loyalty. He might be a womanizer in name and in practice, but that never means cheating. His current partner will always have his full attention.

18. how does your muse feel about marriage? would they ever want to get married?

For other people? Marriage is a great thing. For himself? He often forgets to factor marriage or relationships into his life plan. Roy planned out his life step-by-step in regards to obtaining the Presidency, giving Ishval back to her people, and the eventual trials for his war crimes. Personal relationships were never part of that because he didn't think of them. Until they are. Then he has to think about them and reevaluate his life. If and/or when he enters a serious romantic relationship, it takes him a while to think about marriage. He does have a serious conversation with his partner about his future goals and the Presidency, but he doesn't bring up marriage because, again, it doesn't cross his mind. A sad fact of Roy's mind is that he actually does not think he will be a long-term President for Amestris. He believes that, once the war trials start, he will not be exonerated, and he will face execution. He does not think he will live long, and it is a problem. His progression through to the Promised Day teach him that he needs to fight for himself, but this is likely a problem he and his partner will have to face to make the relationship last. Back to marriage itself: Roy just never actually pictured it. Perhaps because, until Hughes got married, he never saw people around him actually live married lives. He doesn't know if he could do the stereotypical married life (talking stereotypical of the 1910s). Not only that, but who would want to marry him? If he thought about it more, he would be accepting of a non-stereotypical marriage with a partner who understood him and was willing to work with him.

26. is your muse more likely to be loud and proud about being in a relationship, or are they more quiet about it at first and open up about it over time?

Answered here!

#galeleads #ic; i have the honor to be your obedient servant | answered asks [ prompted ] #romance and relationship headcanons | prompt #hc; he will never be satisfied | personality #hc; oxygen for the flame | relationships #cheating tw #[ just because it's mentioned ] #[ not that Roy does it ] #[ but yeah this goes back to my post earlier ] #[ Roy looks at Maes and Riza and he's like ] #[ ''I have two hands. One for each of you.'' ] #[ gimme Roy/Riza/Maes/Gracia ] #[ I don't like leaving Gracia out ]

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@reigningsniper asked: 26. is your muse more likely to be loud and proud about being in a relationship, or are they more quiet about it at first and open up about it over time? romance & relationship headcanons | Currently accepting.

It all depends on circumstances surrounding the relationship and what his partner is comfortable with.

Here's the thing: Roy wants to show off his partner to the world, and he wants to be loud about it. He wants everyone to see how wonderful this person is! His partner could be doing something as simple as picking up groceries with him, and he would strike up a conversation with a random stranger about them and how he loves them. It is really that simple. Is he being silly? Maybe, but he just thinks the world of his partner, and he wants to share that happiness with everyone else.

This is not to say that he always does this. People are not perfect. But, generally speaking, Roy has no problem showing the world that he is in a relationship with someone, and he will go out of his way to show his partner off to the world.

There are certain caveats to this. If his partner makes it clear that they aren't comfortable with him showing them off, then he won't. Their comfort comes first. Roy know he's loud and extroverted, and he knows not everyone wants to match that energy. Additionally, if the relationship has to remain private for other reasons (i.e. safety from Homunculi, maintaining covers, rule breaking that just seems to be a trend with him), he would keep the relationship quiet. The only exception to that is Chris Mustang because she will find out eventually, and it's better he tell her than anyone else.

In short, Roy wants to be loud and proud about being in a relationship from the start, but he understands in some circumstances that he can't or he shouldn't. Either way, though, he believes his future Presidency doesn't give quiet relationships much of a choice.

#reigningsniper #ic; i have the honor to be your obedient servant | answered asks [ prompted ] #romance and relationship headcanons | prompt #components of a fire | headcanon #hc; oxygen for the flame | relationships #hc; he will never be satisfied | personality #[ me an introvert writing for an extrovert: how do ]

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romance & relationship headcanons!

i know this topic is a bit overdone, but i wanted to make a more sfw romance & relationship headcanon meme! most if not all of these questions are related to romance and topics that may arise within romantic relationships, but without explicit nsfw topics!

1. what is your muse's sexual/romantic orientation? 2. has your muse been mainly attracted to masculinity, femininity, androgyny, or an even split (between two, many, or all of the options specified)? 3. has your muse been mainly attracted to men, women, non-binary people, another identity not specified, or an even split (between two, many, or all of the options specified)? 4. does your muse find any specific features particularly attractive? 5. what is your muse's ideal first date? 6. would your muse kiss on the first date? 7. where is your muse most sensitive? 8. is your muse a good kisser? are they experienced or inexperienced? 9. is your muse monogamous or polyamorous? would they be interested in a polyamorous relationship? 10. has your muse ever been cheated on? would they ever cheat on their partner(s)? 11. how comfortable is your muse with their appearance and their body? 12. does your muse get flustered easily? how would they typically react to compliments from someone they are interested in/dating? 13. what traits does your muse value in a romantic partner? 14. what traits does your muse want to avoid when it comes to choosing a romantic partner? 15. how does your muse feel about valentine's day? 16. what is/are your muse's love language(s)? 17. what are some of the signs that your muse shows their care/love without saying they love/care about their partner? 18. how does your muse feel about marriage? would they ever want to get married? 19. how many serious relationships has your muse been in? are they experienced or inexperienced when it comes to dating? 20. how does your muse feel about public displays of affection? would they engage in them? 21. is your muse more flirtatious or shy, or does it depend on the context? 22. does your muse tend to take on a more dominant or submissive role in the relationship, or does it vary based on circumstance? 23. would your muse be good at recognizing their partner's needs right away, or would it take some time? 24. is your muse proactive in communication with their partner(s), or is this something they need to work on? 25. does love and romance mean a lot to your muse? do they seek it constantly or let it come when it does? 26. is your muse more likely to be loud and proud about being in a relationship, or are they more quiet about it at first and open up about it over time? 27. is your muse more confident or shy when it comes to approaching someone they like? 28. would it bother your muse if they had differing interests from their partner(s), or would they delight in it? 29. how important is having (a) physically attractive partner(s) to your muse? 30. would your muse ever be in an open/non-exclusive relationship? would it make them insecure, or would they be open to trying it? 31. does your muse develop crushes easily? would they be open about it to a friend or keep it to themselves? 32. does your muse have an ideal "type"?

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"¡¿Por qué no los dos?!"

#ic; snap snap spark spark | silly #ic; word on the street | dash commentary #[ help I'm cackling ] #[ this is the definition of pan panic ] #[ he can't choose ] #[ this is just cruel ]

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Despite the mud clinging to his fur, and the strange smells coming from all corners of this world, Black Hayate couldn’t be happier. His best human insisted he come along for this excursion, not wanting to be separated anymore, and that was that. Both he and his human’s boss agreed on these premises: his ears were far better than theirs, and he was an excellent protector. In a place like this that didn’t make sense, it was important to have the best protection around at all times. Most of what didn’t make sense to him right now factored down to the strange smells, which came from the mud or plants, but it was still important to know. 

And they were together again. Sort of. 

It had been months since they were all together like a proper family. One of his other humans, Falman, tried to reunite them all, and he did a good job. He just worried a lot, and he wasn’t able to detect scents with nearly as much accuracy as a dog could. Hayate could smell Kain from miles away, and Kain brought him to his human. Was it his fault that Falman couldn’t keep up? Not really. He didn’t have four legs because he was just a human, and that slowed him down. But, Hayate’s human would find him again. She always did. 

Where were all the other humans, though? There weren’t a lot in this strange world. Kain was back at that place they all called the Comodeen, and so was the short-haired one who was afraid of him. The three sisters, including the one who always took him for walks and played with him, were back there too. Falman was close—Hayate could smell him—but the humans hadn’t figured that out yet. Two of his favorite humans weren’t anywhere close by, and he knew it made the Colonel sad. He paced when he shouldn’t, making it hard to walk on his leg later, and he sighed a lot. Hayate leaned his head on the Colonel a lot to try and offer comfort, and the man did provide good ear scratches: Edward must’ve trained him.

He missed Edward and Alphonse. They always made his best human smile, and they made the Colonel happy too. They made everyone around them better. 

All three of them stopped for a while—Hayate couldn’t tell time, and he certainly couldn’t read the watch the Colonel kept looking at. He pulled it out what felt like every few minutes while Hayate chose to make good use of the Colonel’s boot as a pillow. It stopped him from moving around so much, and his best human got to eat something in the meantime. She looked to be just about done since she started packing up her things in her bag. Still, Hayate could rest his eyes for a couple more minutes, right? 

“You should eat something too, Sir. You didn’t last time we stopped.” She was absolutely right. He was glad he wasn’t the only one who noticed. The Colonel sighed again. 

“I’m not hungry.” Well, Hayate couldn’t hear his stomach making sounds, but not listening to his best human always had bad consequences. “Besides, I can’t move.” What was he doing with his hand? Was he pointing at something? It didn’t seem important.

“You can move Hayate.” What? Outrageous! He was comfortable! “You need to keep your strength up.”

“How are we doing on rations?” Good, the Colonel wasn’t moving. He could stay put. “I want to—”

“We’re doing fine.” That was best human’s unhappy voice. She even interrupted the Colonel, which meant he really needed to listen. Hayate could hear her rummaging around in her bag for food, and she handed something to the Colonel to eat. “Five minutes, and then we move again. You too, Hayate.” Fine, he could deal with that. He supposed it was time to rouse and get off the Colonel’s foot so he could eat in peace. Hayate yawned as he stretched, padding over to his best human for a scritch. She smiled and complied, not saying a word as she did. 

"Colonel! Lieutenant! Hayate! Wait for me!"

His ears perked up at that voice. When did Falman get closer? Much closer. Why, if the two humans in his care kept up with him, they could reunite with him within a couple of minutes! That was great news!

“What is it, boy?” Best human noticed, which meant he didn’t need to waste time trying to get her attention. Hayate didn’t look back as he started running in Falman’s direction. At least one of his humans started following, and the other one wasn’t too far behind. If he didn’t run too fast, both of them could keep up. Then, they could be closer to having their family back together. Maybe, in the time since he left Falman behind, he figured out where Edward and Alphonse were. That would make everyone happy!

There he was: the human who talked and worried a lot, but never gave up! And he still looked the same! Darn, his humans hadn’t caught up yet. Oh well. To alert said humans he found Falman, Hayate let out two loud barks. 

“Found him!”

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It's been too long (three whole days now) since he's seen Pilvi or Roy or Riza. Breda isn't his favorite company with how overprotective the man is, but at the same time Kain still finds some comfort in knowing at least someone is alright.

So, finally, when Pilvi comes through the doors, Kain can breathe a sigh of relief. He climbs out of his spot in the wall, screwdriver in one hand and cane in the other, moving as quickly as he can to greet the Misterican.

"Welcome home! You look... really tired," he remarks, concern already painting itself onto his features. "Let's get you some food and a nap, yeah?"

— from hell. Informal phrase defined as an extremely unpleasant or troublesome instance or example of something.

Example: This place in its entirety is an experience from hell.

Wonderland, they call it, and not a single inhabitant can tell Vato what it means really. A generalized idea of what he's gathered is that it makes no sense, obeying no rhyme or reason or even laws of physics in some parts.

There are monsters here. Murderers powerful beyond his comprehension - he wonders if even Colonel Mustang would have survived an attack by Lord Makenshi.

Oh, how he wishes he could report to that man even one last time. Briggs has not treated him well and Wonderland has treated him worse.

Be cautious when the mist rolls in. It warns of the White Devil.

He'd been lucky to escape with his life.

And he'd been luckier to escape from the other four he'd found. This is not a hunt for him. It is well out of his level of marksmanship and he doesn't even know what things those monsters are capable of.

It is a hunt he's abandoned almost entirely.

Now he is relatively aimless, but at least he can say one thing for certain: he has the goal of finding Black Hayate again. It leaves him trudging through mud that also doesn't make any sense, trying to look for the dog.

And then he leaves it, still calling -

"Black Hayate! Black Hayate, are you out here? You couldn't have gotten that far, could you? Where are y-"

Wait.

Wait, wait - voices.

Familiar voices, so familiar he can see their faces in his mind. The freshly-promoted lieutenant immediately breaks into a sprint until he finds them and yes, these are Mustang and Hawkeye and -

"Colonel! Lieutenant! Hayate! Wait for me!"

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#shiroikumo #forgottenteammates #forgottenteammates (kain) #ic; light a fire | roy #verse; eventually you'll see my ascendancy | pre pd #arc; amestris no more | group ua #thread: Soul on Fire #long post tw #blackout tw #fainting tw #passing out tw

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@alchemic-elric was a menace:

"Hey Papa, didja know bad colors git sent ta prism? I mean I wouldn't worry 'bout it too much though. I hear they always git a light sentence."

Did he want to know the answer to this question? Roy raised one eyebrow. Well, first of all, he wasn't sure there was such a thing as bad colors---except in the world of fashion, but that was a different conversation. Either way, his eldest son had his attention in both hands. Where was he going with this?

Goddammit.

That was where he decided to go with it, apparently. Roy couldn't stop the snicker from leaving his mouth. Why was Ed so cruel? What had he done recently to deserve unprompted puns? Two could play at that game.

"They would get sent to prism considering how shady they are. But, that sentence goes by pretty fast, don't you think?"

#alchemicelric #ic; snap snap spark spark | silly #ic; from the desk of roy mustang | answered asks [ unprompted ] #science saturday | elric mustang shenanigans #[ the sound I made when I got this ]

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#words are only painted fire | aesthetic #unfinished paperwork | queue

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Roy: [Looks into the mirror]

Roy, with teary eyes: How could a being so beautiful be right in front of me?

#i am not throwing away my shot | musings #unfinished paperwork | queue

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‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ i'm not a good person.‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ i'm barely a person at all.

#i am not throwing away my shot | musings #unfinished paperwork | queue

[flameleads]

reblog if your muse is   ( D R A M A T I C ™ ) 

#o for a muse of fire | about #[ no not the man who tried to make FMA about the Flame Alchemist ] #[ not him ] #[ not at all ] #[ Roy Mustang is not the slightest bit dramatic ] #[ WHOOSH WHOOSH ] #unfinished paperwork | queue

[flameleads]

Roy: You guys might think I’m annoying but consider this:

Roy: I have to LIVE with this bitch.

#i am not throwing away my shot | musings #slur tw #unfinished paperwork | queue

[flameleads]

i don’t know where this anger came from 

             it boils all the same 

       sometimes it escapes 

                bruised knuckles 

                      or a scream that burns

i try to hide it.         i try to pretend its not there

but, i’ve found 

    a fire still has a way of blazing,           still eats you alive,                  even if you aren’t looking

#i am not throwing away my shot | musings #unfinished paperwork | queue

[flameleads]

A wild Roy Mustang has appeared! What to do?

Run away

Ask on a date

Flatter

Leave them

"Well asking me on a date would be a change of pace."

#king’s gambit | dash games #[ he's ignoring that two of them involve leaving him ]