“Papa? Wanna go git dinner since our best friends don’t like us?”
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@ltcolonelhughes asked: Wow is it father's day? wow wild. Is that a tiny wrapped box on Roy Mustang's desk? Maybe. And maybe there's a shiny pocket watch inside engraved with "To Golden Boy with love." along with a tiny handwritten note that says, "I'd rather we have things that are not reminders of tragedy. It's not going to identify the flame alchemist, but it'll at least identify my boy. I hope that's enough. Happy Father's day to the best godfather around. xoxo Maes."
Maes Hughes was the only reason he remembered what day it happened to be. Roy imagined that Gracia and Elicia thoroughly spoiled the man silly yesterday. This morning, as he made his way to his desk, he had a feeling he’d hear all about it within the next hour before one of his meetings. If not, he’d be thoroughly shocked, and he might have to wander to Hughes’s department just to check in on him.
Maybe he’d do that anyway. His office was awfully empty these days...
Before he could sit down, Roy noticed the box on his desk. Someone snuck in to put this here. Whoever it was made it past security, and he was pretty sure he recognized the wrapping. As he unwrapped the box and opened it, he went from pretty sure to completely sure. This came from the Hughes household, and the handwriting didn’t belong to Gracia. No, she had neater handwriting than her husband.
She also likely didn’t know the significance of this gift. Roy’s smile faded as he read the inscription, heart pounding in his ears. The watch was brand new unlike the one currently in his pocket. It didn’t bear the Amestrian insignia either, thankfully. Pristine and unmarred by time, fieldwork, a bullet---
The one time he hesitated.
That memory hit him full force, leaving him to stumble backwards into his chair. Midday desert sun beat down on two soldiers as they spent seconds staring at one another. Former classmates turned enemies in an unjust, hellish war that never should’ve taken place. One had his weapon raised, but he wasn’t the one who fired. Heathcliff Erbe pulled a gun with practiced speed and shot before the Flame Alchemist could think to transmute. Thankfully, his friend was just as quick, and that was the only shot his now-dead classmate got.
He wasn’t sure if he blacked out before or after Hughes told him to not hesitate again. His memory wasn’t the best when it came to that specific moment. What he did remember was that horrified expression Hughes gave him when he came to. Had he not possessed his State Alchemist watch, that bullet would’ve... but it didn’t. That was the important part to remember. He didn’t die that day---and Hughes didn’t die either.
No more tragedy. This watch was a reminder that they both lived and persevered. And they’d continue living. Elicia needed her father and godfather to be present in her life as long as possible.
With a heavy sigh, Roy pocketed the watch and left his office. Work could wait. He needed to see Hughes now.
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“ Um. I’m the little sister. Don’t mind me. We don’t talk about me much ”
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@ltcolonelhughes : “Don’t cover your mouth… I like hearing you.”
Riza gasps against Maes’ shoulder, momentarily unable to respond to that statement as he thrusts up against her. The steady movement was already rendering her into a low daze but that particular instant where his hips press back up and hers slam down causes her breath to stutter in her chest. Fingers tug where they’re woven into his hair. A plea or a tease. It’s whatever he interprets it to be. Riza can’t possibly lose out on whatever he chooses to do either way.
“I-.” A throaty whine breaks through as she attempts to respond. She takes everything he gives and it’s so much as she tries to focus on grinding down into his lap. Breaths are heavy and she forgets she was going to speak through the want and need that desperately entangles them both.
Her teeth catch her bottom lip as the once distant crest edges closer. She can feel the tension in his shoulders as one of her hands falls from his scalp and rakes across his naked skin. Not enough to break any skin, of course (she wouldn’t want that), just hopefully enough to urge him to thrust against her harder, continue to fill her utterly and to make her positively see stars.
Lips open to inhale deeper. But instead Riza whines more with an accompanied, high-pitched “Fuck,” that falls from them, distant to her own ears. Her head falls back, exposing the length of her neck as he gives one more thrust, every muscle in her body tensing as she pulses around him, eyes clenched shut as she loses herself to bliss and the flashes of white that scatter out against her eyelids. Riza continues to grind her hips to the best of her ability, meeting the rhythm of the pounding in her ears as she makes sure he will finish soon after.
When he does, all she can muster is to drop her forehead against his shoulder, lips pressed against his neck as she moans “Maes.”
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when going away to different villages shikamaru buys naruto ( @stvllae ) different plants and flowers, as he loves seeing naruto being all cute with his plants mhm.
( * 1 folder = a headcanon.
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“ family does not guarantee safety ”
【 @ltcolonelhughes. prompt. acc. 】
❝ don’t say stuff like that. ❞ he nearly lost him ONCE he sure as HELL isn’t going to lose him AGAIN. roy admits to himself, never out loud, that he knows hughes is RIGHT. hughes is a family man, the best of them, but in the end that didn’t protect him from what happened. and it won’t CONTINUE to protect him from what COULD happen.
but he’ll try his damnedest to make SURE that hughes’ family, he, hawkeye, and everyone on his force, can be his shield if ever needed. they’ll PROTECT him. HE’LL protect him. roy doesn’t notice the way his teeth grind and his tightly curled fist is shaking. just THINKING about it... THINKING about what would’ve happened if he’d been DISTRACTED and missed that phone call TERRIFIES him.
❝ WE’LL keep you safe. ❞ roy says firmly, confidently. ( he is a fox among hounds, skittish and hunted. )
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ltcolonelhughes replied to your post “ Havoc has appeared! What to do? Propose Kick Cuddle Leave them”
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“Y’know I thought you and I was already married, sir.”
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we are so cute when drunk. @ltcolonelhughes
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@ltcolonelhughes replied to your post: ❛ WHAT makes you think your eyes are...
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❛ DON’T you dare say anything. ❜
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“ you know my heart more than i do. ”
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Gracia smiled at Maes as she sat down the dessert on the table. It had taken her quite a bit of time to do, but she knew that it was one of Maes’ favorite desserts. She had saved it for last, keeping it tucked away until after supper, and just now sat it out for him.
“Of course I do,” she said with a grin. “They say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, and I know your stomach.”
She was teasing him, of course, but she honestly did love doing things for her husband. Surprising him with his favorite meals or with foods that she knew he liked was just one way that she expressed her love for him.
“Go on, try it. I experimented a little and I want to know what you think.”
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“Hughes was right. I really do only have one best friend.”
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@ltcolonelhughes asked: “Gentle Music” :3c
Gentle Music | Currently accepting.
Bonus: Listening music
Quiet piano music in the background acted as their soundtrack. Golden light from the setting sun leaked in through the kitchen windows to make every surface glow. Time slowed while thoughts about work, dinner, or any of the other umpteen things he had to worry about faded. Nothing else mattered but the man in front of him. His arms draped loosely around the other’s neck, Roy allowed himself to breathe while they swayed.
Maes Hughes was his home. He was safe here.
“I’ve missed this,” he murmured, careful not to lean too much on the other. As far as the two of them were concerned, Hughes could lean on him as much as he needed to. “Missed you.” Did it matter that the two of them talked on the phone almost every single day? Hardly. Hearing Hughes’s voice was comforting by itself, but this? Having him in the same room and right in front of him? It was a warmth he didn’t want to be without.
“We can do this as long as you want. I’ve got nowhere else to be.”
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🔧 @ltcolonelhughes / liked.
‘ lieutenant colonel !! how is elicia doing? has she started school yet? ‘
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“ i know i don’t deserve forgiveness, but i like the idea that some people think i might. ”
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She frowns. Reaching out, fingers gently take the hand closest to her and link with his. As their skin makes contact she feels the rise against his palm of an old, long healed scar. She pulls it towards her, her free fingers tracing over the line of on his open hand.
“The most we can do with the burden of wrongdoings is bear the weight and try out damnedest to ensure our world doesn’t experience such transgressions again.” That’s how she was dealing with the same conflict. She wasn’t going to say it - she was quite certain he already knew - but it was one of the only reasons she continued on.
She had survived. Many had not. With life came the time and chance to rectify continuing wrongs and even honor the lives cut short, even if she didn’t deserve it by comparison. Even if her love was likely worth less than someone so unblemished by naivety and mistaken trust in a greater standing power.
It pains her to see him experiencing similar thoughts when in the scope of it all she had spilled far more blood than he had. “Even without the possibility forgiveness, we can’t stop and become complacent. If we can do good and assist in steering the world back onto a just course, that has to count for something.”
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ltcolonelhughes replied to your post: mains to add: @criimsonlotus, @pridegrin,...
add my greed and hoho u fu
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TAG 20 FOLLOWERS YOU WOULD LIKE TO GET TO KNOW BETTER!
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I.
NAME // Panda
NICKNAME // You can call me daddy *awkward winking*
GENDER // cisfemale
STAR SIGN // Pisces
HEIGHT // 5′3
SEXUAL ORIENTATION // lesbian
HOGWARTS HOUSE // Slytherin!
ILVERMORNY HOUSE // Horned Serpent
FAVORITE COLOR // Red, Green, and Silver
II.
CURRENT TIME // 8:30 AM.
AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP // 6-4 hours, depending on the day of the week it is.
LUCKY NUMBER // 12!
LAST THING I GOOGLED // Fullmetal Alchemist Ao3
FAVORITE FICTIONAL CHARACTERS // The Iron Bull from DA: Inquisition, Elysia Hughes, Eren Yeager from SnK, Atticus Finch from TKAM
NUMBER OF BLANKETS I SLEEP UNDER // two!
FAVORITE SINGER OR BAND // Janis Joplin or Frank Sinatra
DREAM TRIP // Berlin, Germany
DREAM JOB // Social Worker
III.
WHAT DO YOU POST? // My beautiful baby girl, Elysia
WHO ARE YOUR MOST ACTIVE FOLLOWERS? // hmm. Well, most of the people I follow are active so. All of them?
WHEN DID YOUR BLOG REACH ITS PEAK? // When it was first established rip
WHAT MADE YOU DECIDE TO MAKE A TUMBLR? // my first blog was in 2012 and I had an Elysia and a fem!ed(i know I know, that’s really bad and genderbending is wrong) and i got back into the fandom so i was like WOAH let me just completely restart. Here we are today.
DO YOU GET ASKS ON A DAILY BASIS? // *bitterly* no
WHY DID YOU CHOOSE YOUR URL // Her dad’s dead and there was a scene where Elysia opened up the door expecting to see Maes. (spoiler alert it wasn’t him) SO when it came time to think of an URL this was the first thing to come to mind. I’m cruel.
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