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MOTHER !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i see that my baby boy is online 

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reigningsniper:

     Never could she have predicted this truth. Selim Bradley was the son of the Fuhrer and his wife. He was adopted. Nothing strange after she was informed homunculi are physically incapable of bearing children. The stories she had been told painted a picture of a delightful child.

     Not a demon lurking in the darkness.

     “I think you overestimate our tenacity. How could we possibly band together when we are all strewn to the farthest reaches of Amestris?”

   ‘  do you take me for a  fool  ,  lieutenant hawkeye ?  ’

   the  prey’s  first mistake was always  letting their guard down  :  unsuspecting of figures that always  lurked  ,  always watched ,  until the right moment came .  &&  who better to do it than one who was  BORN  from shadow ?  the walls had eyes & ears  ,  &  he thought she should have  known  that already .  ‘  playing dumb will get you  nowhere  .  ’

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@premiersin & i have cracked the code

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fma scenes [ 2/- ] - “ Just remember, Lieutenant. No matter where you are, I will be watching you.. from the shadows.”

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simbleekimblee‌:

       “  there’s nowhere left you can go, with darkness rolling like smoke. i can see you shake realizing you’re the prey for the first time.  ”

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   ‘  don’t act so  surprised  to see this ,  kimblee .  these humans are  ever so weak  ,  so it is only�� natural  that they are to be preyed on by us .  such is the  way of the world  .  ’

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   ‘  i hear the liore crest will be completed  ahead of schedule  .  ’ lust wasn’t able to  keep an eye  on the younger siblings today  (  who  knew  what trouble they might just stir up ? )  & so pride had stepped in to  watch the events unfold  .  ‘  that idiot of a  priest  certainly doesn’t have the  BRAINS  to do this ;  so ,  tell me ,  how  was it done ?  ’  /  @empathyfeigned

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   ‘   rumour  has it  ...  ’  selim bradley was who she met only  twenty minutes  ago ,  but that persona was shed  quickly  ;  HE WAS NO MERE CHILD .  this  was where he belonged ,  amid the  shadows  that enveloped his entire being ,  almost an embrace .  ‘  that we are to expect more  resistance  than we planned .  wrath may have to  pretend  like he knows not of  what is happening  all day ,  BUT I DO NOT .  not here ;  not  now  .  ’  /  @reigningsniper

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FMA MEME ● 06. Favorite Homonculus (½) ● Pride the Arrogant

Wrath and like do not exist in me. There is no wrath, or lust, or sloth, or greed, or gluttony, or envy, such emotions have fled from my father. My name is Pride.

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caatalyst‌:

     she whipped her head around to face the source of the voice, clear and unmistakable - this was not some vague hallucination or manifestation of her paranoia. this was real, and she felt her heartbeat quicken as soon as she realized the full meaning of his words.

     it took her a moment to consider her response, fighting the urge to back up, to run - she would hold her ground until she knew exactly how this creature worked and how she could run from him to any degree of success. shoving her racing heart to the darkest corners of her attention, she spoke with the closest thing to a composed voice she could manage, logic overcoming panic with practiced ease.

     ❝ no, ❞ she admitted flatly and honestly, ❝ i didn’t. ❞ isobel took a deep breath, forcing out bitterness over fear. ❝ the pleasure is all mine, i assure you, ❞ came the sarcasm she called second nature, ❝ now what do you want? don’t you have more eligible sacrifices by now? ❞

   ‘  i am  glad  we are on the same page ,  then ,  catalyst alchemist  .  ’  smile too  DEVIOUS  to be a child’s !  that unmistakeable  curl of lip  signifying that for a long time ,  he’d  KNOWN  ,  known secrets  &&  unraveled mysteries that she  could never have done  in her lifetime .  after all ,  she was  only human  ,  a  PAWN  in their grand goal .  she was a  feisty  one ,  though ,  &&  that alone could have spelled  more trouble than usual  .  there existed not an ounce of  selflessness  in her ;  it would take more than using  one of their kind  for leverage to stop her .

   ‘  perhaps .  ’  was the only thing the sin said ,  voice cool  /  calm ,  did not  betray  his thoughts .  so far they’d  four ,  wiith a few  POTENTIALS  ,  but if all of that failed they could just  use her  again .  ‘  but did you really think we would  let you off the hook  so easily ?  after everything you have  learned  ?  everything  we have taught you  ?  ’

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Pride

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it took me 4 hours but i’m proud of it proud get it haha wink wonk

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mutuals -- consider this a plotting call !!

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I feel absolutely no pity for those people I have killed. I am a much better person than any of them.

Anatoly Onoprienko, Ukrainian serial killer known as “The Beast of the Ukraine” and “The Terminator” who confessed to killing 52 people.  (via zeitlosleben)

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automaiiiled:

          had he an attempt at ERASING this being from existence in exchange for his own life, and he might not shy away from it. which was stupid, yes, endlessly stupid, but fitting no less; call it revenge, call it emotional outburst, call it making all the wrong choices all over again — but what right did the sin have to blemish she whom the alchemist held dearest, and slither right through it without consequence? were consequences saved only for humans, while the artificial ones were allowed everything && more? what of equivalent exchange, thus? were they meant to strive only on painless lessons? 

          to be sure, not that Edward had chosen the most suitable timing for philosophical dilemmas; erudition could wait till matters were less grim — less dark, literally less dark. tentacles of DARKNESS tight around him, tighter && tighter, holding a war trophy for all the world to see. the boy’s own world reduced to blood and mangled flesh, however, and, worse (appalling, despairing, ghastly), not his own; hers. the sinner takes false step after false step and the innocent takes the toll.

‘ shut up… shut up, just shut the fuck up! you don’t know ANYTHING!! ‘

          neither did he, as demonstrated by current state of the art; speak thou, whom’d have done differently in presence of LOVED ONE but turned to shadow of her own self. shadow, shadows all around him… and words sharper even than those blades, come from the child in such gentle tone like honey dripping poison. Al… oh, yes, now that was a definite stab at his heart, and sufficed to shift fiery glow of golden hues to one suddenly obscured by sentiment more intense even than pride: GUILT. for it was true… who was to blame, if not him? what sort of miserable big brother would inflict such atrocious fate on little one? i never meant to… i wish i could take it back, i wish i’d never done it… and here was the silly butterfly, flying straight into spider’s web; Alphonse && Winry, both, forever his blind spot.

‘ i’m— i’m going to return him to his real body… this is our PROMISE! and he knows it! ‘

   ‘  my ,  my  ,  what a  dirty mouth  you have .  perhaps your  tongue  should be the next thing i remove after this arm of yours .  ’  HE WAS JUST A CHILD !  naive human who knew  nothing  of that world which he lived in .  appearance wise ,  it would seem like edward was the elder ,  one who could unlock all the secrets of the world for  this young child  :  yet ,  didn’t  appearances rarely show the whole truth  ?  for he was a vessel that carried with him so much age ,  FIRST SIN TO BE CREATED  ;  had lived to see  lifetime after lifetime  ,  led so many humans to the ends of theirs .  that and ,  the souls of  many  still writhed within him ;  worthy sacrifices to sustain his being .

   & while it stood true that edward himself was also a  worthy sacrifice  ,  it would still remain  out of line  to provoke those who were so evidently above him .  ‘  i’ve seen humans  play into our hands ,  over and over again ,  for the last four hundred years .  they always act so  HIGH & MIGHTY  but they never fail to bend to our will .  ’  so foolish & so weak ,  so easily manipulated to do the homunculi’s bidding .  & could edward tell pride that he was not the same ?  he who  touched the sun  even when he knew just flames alone could burn down  wax wings  ...

   ‘  all of you are  SO PREDICTABLE  ,  would risk your lives for something as irrational as  love  .  ’  such a  human  emotion ,  so naturally it would make him feel disgust .  smirk  /  crescent moon  remained unfaltering on lips ;  shadow moved to cut at boy’s cheek  ( almost to tease  /  mock ,  let the other know how easily crushed he would be ) ,  spilling forth  crimson blood  ,  not ichor  ,  another reminder that  he was far from godhood  .

   ‘  PROMISES  .  how  naive ;  to think that you would fabricate hope upon an empty basis .  you are certainly more foolish than i’d previously believed .  ’  that sudden scraping of metal against metal interrupted his train of thought ,  & SMILE STRAYED CLOSER & CLOSER TO DEVILISHNESS !  ‘  oh ,  my ...  it seems like your time is running out ,  edward elric .  ’

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     ❝ how could an eight year-old boy who can barely multiply be a threat to national security? and you call me paranoid. ❞

   ‘  i’m  400  years old ,  so  shut the fuck up  .  ’