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[anastpaul]

One Minute Reflection – 28 August – I am not come to destroy, but to fulfil.

One Minute Reflection – 28 August – St Augustine (354-430) Bishop, Confessor, Great Western Father and Doctor of the Church – 2 Timothy 4:1-8, Matthew 5:13-19 – Scripture search here: https://www.drbo.org/ “I am not come to destroy but to fulfil.” – Matthew 5:17 REFLECTION – “The sacrifice of the lamb, the Passover rite and the letter of the Law have reached their term in Jesus Christ, in view…

[wenshyuns]

hello hello we survived a great war 😔

[shanastoryteller]

happy valentine Shana!!! I can't believe i made it finally jgfcjjcgjgx i would love to see some fma (Sacrifice is free/ed&ling betrothed/What They Expect) or more of Lord Arthur De Bois, or time travel Jiang Cheng/drarry, or Avengers' Three Faced Goddess! (can anyone tell I Cannot choose favourites? They're all so gooood) and if none of those sound appealing, dealer's choice! thank you!!

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It's sort of awkward, because Eden insists on thick tights and long sleeves and keeps her gloves on, but Catherine takes it in stride and doesn't react with anything more than a single raised eyebrow. Maybe she thinks she has some sort of terrible skin condition on her limbs, or something, because she's perfectly fine with plunging necklines and the lacy bras Catherine shoves at her.

She hasn't worn anything besides a sports bra since she's had breasts. They're not exactly comfortable, but compared to the constant, background ache of the automail it doesn't even make a blip on her radar.

Besides. They make her look like a girl, shoving her breasts up front and center, and their size had been an annoyance when passing for a boy and a comfort when she looked at herself naked in the mirror, searching for the girl she was rather than the boy everyone saw, but this is different.

"Wow," Catherine blinks, tilting her head to the side.

Eden flushes and wishes that at any point she'd learned how to talk to pretty girls outside of life or death situations. "I hadn't realized they - I'm not used to wearing, um, girly stuff."

"You look good in it," she says, touching Ed's back and shifting her to face the mirror.

She's in black tights and boots with a chunky heel, taller than the ones she normally wears and sleeker, stopping just below her knees. She's wearing a dark green dress with a deep neckline. She's used to be hard lines and sharp edges, but she looks soft here, her hips and breasts curving out from her waist and the dress somehow minimizing the breadth of her shoulders, or maybe it's just that with all the skin on display in the center, her shoulders just don't get as much attention. She'd had to build them up, to make the automail balanced, to make sure her body could support it, and she'd always hated how masculine it made her look. But looking at herself now, she wonders if that just wasn't in her head.

Green's never been a color she gravitated towards, but the dark color makes the gold of her hair shine, brings out the warmth of her eyes and the pink of her lips.

"You're really good at this," she tells Catherine, throat tight.

Catherine grins. "You are a beautiful canvas, Eden. It was not difficult." Ed's face burns. "Do you have plans for dinner? We could have it at my home. I am, honestly, dying to curl your hair."

Ed hesitates, because her shade of blonde is rather distinctive, then takes a second look at herself in the mirror. No one is going to think she's the Fullmetal Alchemist looking like this. "Okay, yeah. Sure. That'd be great."

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Catherine knows that Eden is military at first glance, seeing her elder sister in the way Eden stands and moves. She looks young, but she can't be that young, not when she has the stance of someone who's been enlisted for years.

She figures that Eden is looking for clothes to wear outside of her uniform for the first time and something in her softens at how insistent Eden is on keeping certain parts of her body covered. Her siblings have scars too.

When they get to their home, Eden seems slightly surprised at the grandness of her home, but gets over it quickly, which Catherine almost expected. She hadn't looked at a single price tag as they'd been shopping and had paid for her bags of purchases with a nonchalance that spoke of a familiarity with money, although that leaves Catherine to wonder how she ended up in the military in the first place. She hadn't gotten a last name out of her, but Catherine is familiar with most military families, and she would have heard if any of their daughters had enlisted.

"Your bedroom is so pretty," Eden says, looking around at her pink, frilly room filled with flowers and clothes and gilded in gold with a soft wistfulness.

Catherine loves her. "Thank you. Here, sit at my vanity, let's play."

Eden laughs and pulls her hair out of the hasty ponytail she'd pulled it into, letting Catherine run her hands through it and carefully brush out every knot. It's gorgeous, thick and silky and the most wonderful shade that Catherine's never seen on anyone else.

People always act so oddly with her because of her family, even those similarly situated looking down at her for her choices, to be neither an officer nor married to one, but that's just not what she wants right now. It's nice to hang out with another girl that just treats her like a friend.

"MY BELOVED SISTER HAS RETURNED!" booms from what sounds like the first floor.

She sighs.

Eden goes rigid in her chair, eyes wide. "What - why-"

"It's just my brother," she says soothingly, concerned with how pale Eden has gotten. "He's harmless, really."

"Brother," Eden repeats. "Fuck. Fuck! I'm so stupid-"

"It's okay," she says in alarm, "Eden, what-"

She gets to her feet, grabbing her hands and looking at her a desperation that Catherine doesn't understand. "He can't know I'm here. Who I am. Do you understand? It's important."

She doesn't understand. "Eden-"

There's the sound of heavy footsteps heading their way and Eden wrenches herself away, bolting for the other side of the room. She claps her hands together, then presses them against the wall, and in flash of light she's disappeared.

Catherine stares. mouth agape.

She's familiar with alchemy. The skill has been passed down her family for generations.

Eden didn't use a circle.

"I HEAR YOU HAVE MADE A FRIEND, DEAR SISTER!" Alex shouts, flinging open her door and flexing in the doorway. "I WISH TO MEET YOUR NEW COMPANION!"

She picks up a pillow from her bed and lobs it at him, hitting him right in his stupid curl. "We're having girl time, go away!"

"Ah, girl time!" he says. "A storied tradition that has been passed down the Armstrong family for many generations!" He looks around, seeing her empty room, and his eyebrows dip together.

She grabs a makeup brush, holding it up threateningly. "You know what else has been passed down our family for generations? The art of knocking! Go bother Momma!"

"Where's," he starts.

Catherine throws the brush, pointy end towards his eyes.

He ducks, retreating to the safety of the hallway and closing the door just in time for the brush to hit it.

She takes a deep breath, calming her racing heart and smoothing her hands down her skirt. She crosses the room, knocking against the wall and whispering, "Eden? He's gone."

There's nothing for a moment and then there's light and heat and she's looking at the the inside of her house, pipes and insulation, and Eden standing there in the center of it, eyes blown wide and lips trembling.

Eden, who won't let her look at her limbs and doesn't know how to wear girly things and uses alchemy without circles and recognizes her brother from his voice alone.

"I'm sorry," Eden whispers, arms wrapped around herself, trying to make herself small. "I just wanted-"

Catherine interrupts her, reaching out to place her hand over the arm Eden had been careful not to let her touch and is unsurprised to feel hard, unyielding metal. "The art of secret keeping had been passed down the Armstrong family for generations."

Eden's eyes snap to hers and Catherine smiles, squeezing her arm and hopes that she can feel it. Slowly, wondrously, Eden returns it.

[fordanoia]

"My next project will be compiling all the little symbols/numbers/etc. into an image-heavy google doc to discover whatever secrets remain. (Don’t expect that sucker until 2023.)" What came of this?

You know that phenomenon with light traveling through space, and how basically when we're looking at the night sky the stars we're seeing aren't how the stars actually currently look. It's how they looked years and years ago, and because of how much time light travel takes across that much space, that's how far back we're seeing.

So anyway I'm in a different dimension and that doc already definitely exists and is just taking a really long time to get to your end!

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Nah, but oooh thank you for the reminder actually. This would be a really good project to finish before the Book of Bill releases. Especially for whatever we might get in that book...

[sarcasticallyinclined]

shana tova and chag sameah!❤️🧡 may this year be sweeter than the last🍯🍯

ive been squinting at this for so long trying to figure out when the hell tumblr disabled privately answering asks but. regardless.

same to you!! happy new year 💛

[kazieka]

happy day of birth! I think I'm almost late but maybe not! hope not!

it is still the 23rd for me so I’ll take it!!! thank u lovely!!

[summerblueringo]

truly the Vettel to my Räikkönen <3

[multi-lefaiye]

ooooh fic recs from multi?? 👀👀

omg yes we're doing very serious fic recs in which i am definitely not just recommending the same thing every time /j

anyway hey you should totally read love after life by unstuckintime! it is a saw fic but you don't need to know anything about the movies to enjoy it because it's entirely an au. HOWEVER, knowing about the movies DOES let you get some of the silly little references and okes.

it's the only time i've personally seen the "character falls in love with a ghost" trope done in a way that i enjoyed, and it's so sweet and so sad and the ending rips my heart out in the best way possible.

if you like sad introspective gay people This Is The Place For You!!!

[not-quite-wild]

@pennie-dreadful @bogglebabbles

By Mj.majcha on Instagram.

[funblaater]

watch

[rogerrcoyle]

it is i

[albatris]

current covers one and two! nat and alex, alex and nat :3c

a manynumberst go at cover one and a first attempt at cover two, which I have been staring at way too long so idk man. idk. I changed font to something easier to read. enjoy!

and I am tagging my taglist again mwah hello

@transmasc-wizard @saturn-iidae @polyaubergine @tracle0 @goosemixtapes @valence-positive @the-one-who-makes-negative-noise @ambiguousfiction @afoolandathief @softboiled-doomdesire @mecharose @vellichor-virgo @flapuflapu @femme-gerard @multi-lefaiye @writeouswriter @itisi-asimplegay @constellationof0rion @writing-is-a-martial-art @starry-winter-skies @cream-and-tea @gailynovelry @lefttigerobservation @indecentpause @somealienquill @cannivalisms @violetfoxsketches @approximately20eggs @mohluskiepedard

[siryouarebeingmocked]

itislives:

@mizumanta @joinsideke according to these sources: White men https://www.dailykos.com/stories/2023/3/12/2157746/-Republican-Sexual-Predators-Abusers-and-Enablers-Pt-1 https://www.whoismakingnews.com/

@mizumanta @joinsideke another source: https://twitter.com/antifaoperative

I'm not how sure a post on a random popular left-wing blog about cherry-picked Republicans, specifically, is supposed to prove the point.

Unless the actual point of those "sources" is just to bait right-wingers and spout nonsense, even though plenty of people across the political spectrum have issues with women picking bear.

The irony, of course, is that by assuming Republican men are all white, you just demonstrated racism.

Even assuming most of them are white without actually checking is racism.

And the post doesn't have a single picture of the arrested officials, or seems to discuss race.

Who Is Making News is pretty blatantly a partisan, left-wing site. I like the smug implication that religious child abuse is not a big issue for conservatives, when it has been an international controversy for literally decades. Also, that site doesn't seem to care much about race.

So, two left-wing sources about sex-crimes, not overall assaults.

And, of course, last time I saw FBI stats, a random black American man were more likely to be violent criminals than any other combination of race and gender.

Brothas a lot like me.

But good job giving more proof that you're out of touch, I guess?

Good thing it wasn't a man, she could have gotten hurt

[zorciarkrildrush]

Screenshot courtesy of @itisi-asimplegay

"I don't like spreading baseless conspiracy theories, but the world behaves differently than the echo chamber I partake in online. This can only mean the Jews have done it! Only half joking lmao!"

[fordanoia]

Committing to doing 'i think I saw you' only from Stan's pov to help give it some ghost vibes has apparently really just led to me writing 95% stan pov for two years at this point

Well of the stuff I've posted

I still have the Ford pov of the fic thats at -cracks open google docs- 34k words rn

[tolbachik]

tagged you @orbees!! thank you!

Last song I listened to: Bitter Honey (Demo) - The Holy Mackerel, but since I started writing this, Mary Anne with the Shaky Hand - The Who

Last book I read: my friend’s first draft for their webcomic :)

Last film I watched: Royal Space Force/Wings of Honneamise

Last tv series I watched: Degrassi: Next Generation

Last thing I googled: “wuthering heiggts”

Last thing I ate: cinnamon danish

Sweet, spicy, or savory?: SAVORY OR RIOT

Amount of sleep: dear god i wish i knew.

Currently reading: my one manuscript, currently tearing it apart with fresh eyes and planning on how to rewrite it 🫡

I tag: @gr1zzbear, @galestork, @bjekkergauken, @foxbap, @toriel-2, @itisiives, @moxyinverse, @junecast-moonfast (so sorry for forgetting to do yours 😭 i can’t find it in my notifs anymore </3), @hellagator, @whirligig-girl, @frottinq, @vvyrmwood, @bisexualspongebob, @malachte, aaaand i will stop there

thanks again for tagging me!!!