#poppo911

[bloomingednae]

Hello your okakuri fics are a blessing like I can totally see them scenes being canon you're a great writer have a nice day!!!

ahHH I’m so glad you enjoyed them…! And goodness, thank you;;;; they’re just a joy to write about!

[ask-teammustang]

Team mustang in a game of poker, maybe? I.e who wins the most, and who's the biggest loser, who would likely to cheat? 😆

[rizah]

29. "There was never an us." Royai?

“No!” she cried out, her fingernails digging harshly into her palms as she tried not to lash out. “There was never an ‘us’, Roy, there was a you and your idiotic plan to save this country-”

“You said you would-”

“I KNOW WHAT I SAID!” The words left her like a wound being drained - immediately she felt better for having said them, but now -

An ugly silence settled between them and Riza felt her nails draw blood.

[poppo911]

(un)equivalent exchange

Word counts : 2997

Read it on FFN here

Maybe she was his weakness and he was her strength. Maybe it wasn’t equivalent exchange after all.

The first time it hit her was when she was transferred into the Führer’s office as King Bradley’s personal adjutant. Being held as a ‘hostage’ was definitely not the worst thing she had experienced in her short life. Besides, the second she set her feet on East City’s military academy turf, Riza Hawkeye had already prepared to face the grim reaper in her perfectly-pressed blue uniform at any given time—her naïve idealism accounted in or not.

Being taken hostage is a thing. Being taken hostage in order to keep him on leash is a whole different story.

It unnerved her.

Damn her and her blatant lie if she said she hadn’t been contemplating this whole thing all the time. It receded, yes, but never vanished. Even after being pushed into the deepest recesses in the back of her mind, it was still there. Dormant, lethal, ready to burst once she drop her guard.

Her fear was later amplified when she was laying down there—tormented, with pooling blood beneath, watching helplessly as her nightmare unfolded. One look at his desperate eyes, and she knew.

For a brief period of time, he was willing to do it.

For a very few seconds that felt like an eternity, he was willing to sacrifice everything for her.

(…and she was really, reallyreallyreally grateful he didn’t.)

That was the only thing she needed to confirm her worst fear;

Maybe she was his weakness and he was her strength. Maybe it wasn’t equivalent exchange after all.

Was she actually aiding him to achive his—their­ goal? Or was it only an illusion of control, while in reality, she was merely a burden to him? An achilles’ heel, useless and easy to exploit?

The entailing battle against Father gave her little to no time to even think about it. But now, in the aftermath, in a quiet, antiseptic-scented hospital room with only her and Edward Elric in it, she had way more than enough time for her not-so-bright thoughts to make their way to the surface.

“…ant? Hey, Lieutenant?”

Hawkeye blinked as she was forcefully pulled out of her trance. She turned to face the elder Elric sitting on a chair beside her bed—winced at the pain on her neck, since apparently the drug’s numbing effect was starting to worn out—and stared at him quizzically. “Of course you have to call her, Edward. I’m sure she’d been worrying you two a lot... Even if you don’t want to tell her when you will head back home yet, or that you two had successfully regained your bodies, she at least deserves to know that you made it out. Alive.”

Bless her lazy, procrastinating coworkers that tend to neglect works until the very last minutes, and later bombarded her with questions that she acquired the skill to explain what they didn’t understand and barking orders to make the said works were done efficiently and finishing her own workload, all at the same time. She knew her ability to focus on more than one thing simultaneously would eventually come into use—just like now.

Edward crossed his arms and legs and averted his gaze. A slight hint of understanding was displayed on his features. “M-maybe I should…”

The woman nodded in approval.

Silence engulfed the two blondes for a moment before Ed dared to take a peek to the soldier in front of him from behind his curtain of fringes.

Oh, that look again.

“So… how is that bastard doing?” He cleared his throat purposefully.

Hawkeye unconsciously stared at the bed at the other side of the room. Mustang was being checked-up somewhere in the hospital, thus it was currently unoccupied.

.

.

“Umm.. Lieutenant?”

“Ah. I’m sorry, Edward. He is fine now. A few stitches on his palms and he’ll be as good as he was before, aside from… that.”

Of course. Gulping, the boy carefully continued, “What is he going to do from now on? I-I mean… that guy still got a lot of things to do in the future and then… yeah, that happened.”

Sure, Mustang was an arse. Or at least he was, according to Edward’s opinion. But it doesn’t mean he deserved that. Not when he had such a grand vision for the future. Edward Elric will never admit it to anyone—not even Winry—but he’s glad it was Roy Mustang who found him. God knew how it could had felt working under one of those dirty, war-mongering, corrupted military brasses. At least he still got a noble heart under his shitty outlook.

She gave him a wan smile, “The Colonel is still intending to fix things in Ishval first. Although, I do not recall anything from the rules that explicitly allows blind officers to continue their services. Partially handicapped due to occupational injuries, yes. But not blind. He said we will work things out, though. Stubborn man doesn’t know when to give up, does he?”

“Like hell he does.”

Silence.

Edward’s furrow grew deeper as he straightened up on his seat. He had been called names—child prodigy, genius, brilliant-minded, you mention it. What most people failed to notice was that, despite his loud and obnoxious antics, he was also a good observer.

But one didn’t have to be at his caliber in order to see that something was off.

“Something is bothering you, Lieutenant.” He pointed out.

His first thought was that he should dash out of the room immediately in fear that the Lieutenant would not be happy at his accusation. God knew what she could had hid under her blanket.

But his second (and more rational) thought could not handle seeing her eyes went unfocused over and over again during their conversation—thus he decided to stay there, at least until he could figure something out.

Because she was Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye. The Lieutenant did not lose her focus.

Hawkeye, on the other hand, only looked at him with a small portion of disapproval and a big portion of astonishment. “There is not?”

“It was a statement.”

The woman sighed and readjusted her hospital robe. At this point she already knew there would be no use confronting Edward Elric when he decided to be persistent. “Well, perhaps. Aren’t you supposed to be at Alphonse’s room by this time, Ed?”

Edward scoffed, “The room was too quiet—Al sleeps like a log aaaaall the time! Not that he doesn’t deserve it, though—But I need some fresh air here and there, and I found out that I also have to check out on my friends while we’re all still here.” He looked at her in dismay when she only let out a small laugh.

“That’s so sweet of you worrying about my well-being, Edward. Thank you.”

Blushing almost instantly, the boy stuttered, “N-no! Well, yes, actually, but I meant—okay, they finally told me what happened down there and I couldn’t help but to think of ominous things—I mean we all know what harm such bloodloss could’ve done! You should’ve seen Mustang’s reaction when you suddenly collapsed beside him after I brought my brother back from the gate, though. Man, ‘frantic’ was an understatement.”

Her hazel eyes narrowed slightly—and with that, Ed knew he hit the nail right on the head.

“I am fine now, Edward.”

“You strayed off several times in one sitting, Lieutenant.”

“Maybe it was the drugs.”

“So what did Mustang do wrong this time?”

Ed regretted his words right after they escaped his tongue as her stare became more defensive. Maybe he shouldn’t have pried in after all. She had a thick, rigid carapace around her and even if she’d let anyone in, he doubt he would be one of them.

But even the hardest shell could crack and crumble if it was forced to contain too much things inside.

So if being shouted at or being slapped in the face for his intrusiveness or, God forbid, getting a clean-shot on his forehead is the only way to relieve her burden even just a little, Edward was willing to go through all of them.

The Lieutenant had been there for him during his worst of times. If he didn’t do the same—especially when that lame excuse of a colonel is nowhere near being useful to comfort her, Granny Pinako didn’t have to make all her way to Central to kick his ass. Ed will do that by himself.

“A lot,”

The young Alchemist brought his attention back to her, keeping his expression schooled.

“But to err is humane, Ed. Besides, that is not always the case.”

“Are you blaming yourself for that?”

Instead of an answer, Edward was met with yet another silence. The one he didn’t know whether to take it as an affirmative or a negative—or could it be both?

God, are all women in the world this complicated?

His next words were picked carefully, “I know how it feels, Lieutenant.”

The said Lieutenant’s brows raised slightly as he continued,

“I know exactly how it feels to lock everything up for myself. Well—I mean yes, I and Al share basically everything, but sure there are things I just can’t bring myself to tell him. They… haunt my mind like a lurking shadow. I was just lucky I got people like Teacher or Winry who are able to point them out and talk things through. But you—“ Ed hesitated for a moment, and decided it was better not to say it aloud.

“They will consume you, Lieutenant. They will drain you from the inside... I—no, I don’t want it to happen.”

Hawkeye stared at his golden eyes for a moment. She then shook her head, and again let out a small laugh.

Exhausted. Perplexed.

Being stared at like that was starting to make him nervous, thus he was a little relieved when she averted her gaze to the blanket—scrutinizing its every folds and wrinkles.

“You are a gifted kid, Edward. Genius, even,” She said, her voice barely audible if it were not for the tranquility. “Have you ever thought how your… significant other’s life would be better if they hadn’t met you at all? Where they can take every steps freely without you being there as a hindrance? Have you—”

“Lieutenant.”

His voice was thick and venomous. Gritting his teeth, Edward went on, “Please. Do not continue.”

“Not until he stopped making stupid decisions for my sake!”

If Hawkeye was trying to keep her expression neutral, she failed miserably.

Maybe she shouldn’t have said that. Maybe she shouldn’t have raised her voice to that boy, of all people. But the exasperation had overwhelmed her. Even the sharp pain on her neck had gone unnoticed—let alone her common sense and rationality.

The emotion inside finally overflowed its container, and there was little she could do to take it back.

“What was that, dancing right on their palm like he did? Aborting his meticulously-deviced plan, walking in their accordance just because they were dangling me right in front of him? Did he even realize what kind of dangerous game he was playing?”

Edward tightened his jaw as he saw her trying to catch her breath.

“What was the point of paving his way all these years, building his goals from scratch, if he is willing to throw them all in instance? Just because he almost lose one of his supporters? Ridiculous!

“If I knew I would only become his drawback—his weakness, I’d rather—“

The water glass clattered as Ed slammed his fist onto the end table. Hard.

She was startled. All her blurred senses—previously clouded by her morbid emotion—gradually made their way back. She started to feel the chilling air prickling her skin. She could feel the soreness on her neck—Hawkeye unconsciously brought her right hand there to soothe it.

And she could feel Edward’s sharp eyes piercing through her.

She was the Hawk’s Eye. She should be the one giving him her notorious sharp look, not the other way around. If it were not for the fury seeping from his being, she almost found the circumstance funny.

“One more word, Lieutenant, and I will throw this glass into pieces, nurses be damned.” He voiced.

Three years ago, he would had yelled indignantly, throwing whatever tantrum he had up his sleeves. This time however, he was mature enough to take control over his rage. Edward shifted on his seat. Crossing arms, he closed his eyes and after a few deep breathings, locked his gaze with those hazel orbs of hers—his prior rage already vanished into nothingness.

“Hear me out,” he started.

“Reality check, Lieutenant, not every single thing in this damn world is your fault. I mean it. There are things outside our control also taking their roles. It can’t be helped—it is just how the universe works.

“In the end, we are just tiny human inside a grander scheme. Yes, we have our part to play, and we better play it the right way. I’m not justifying anyone or anything here, but it won’t be called a ‘chain reaction’ if the chain only got one link. We need many other links—the ones we have no control over—in order to call it so. Thus when a chain reaction—an… occurance, happened, the other links are just as blameful as the link that started it. Heaven’s sake, and I thought you were the one giving me this lecture, Lieutenant!

“And that Colonel Useless—shit, don’t even make me start on that guy. You? A hindrance for him? He can’t even save his sorry ass in the rain without you being there! Get your facts straight!”

“Edward…”

“I am not done yet!” he slammed the end table once more—the water glass threatened to fall down. Hawkeye subtly shoved it to a safer spot as the Elric went on preaching his rage.

“I may have not known him as long as you have, Lieutenant. But at least it’s been long enough for me to understand how his mind works. Not gonna lie. If you, of all people, hold no personal stake on how he chooses to live his life, to make his decision—which is practically impossible, now that I think about it—I will go straight to wherever he is right now and shove some common sense down into his throat!

“I loathe to tell you this, Lieutenant, but you are the first, and the only person to hear this directly from me—Roy Mustang is one of the most selfless person I have ever known. And I have known Alphonse for basically my whole life, godforsaken. Despite his pain-in-the-arse attitude, I know that he cares deeply for his comrades. For me, Lieutenant Havoc, Lieutenant Maria Ross. We don’t even have to be you to be included into his calculations!

“So please, Lieutenant, don’t hate yourself just because he takes your well-being into account. Don’t blame yourself because he decides that you are one of the most important aspects in his life.”

Riza Hawkeye was not the one to be dumbfounded. She kept her silence most of the day because she chose to, not because she was out of words to say.

She thought she had already seen every side of Edward Elric, an observer she was. But today, he managed to prove her wrong. Twice.

Seeing the boy panting, she mulled things over inside her head—and even after a while, with the corners of her lips raised, all she was capable to say was a mere, “…thank you, Edward.”

Yes, she was aware that the then-boy she found years ago had achieved a certain level of maturity. But who had guessed it’d be this mature? His journey had surely taken its toll on him, she mused.

Edward’s face was lightened as he saw the gravity left her features.

But his relieve did not last long.

“Good day, Fullmetal. Are you done lecturing my lieutenant, yet?”

The said alchemist yielded an unmanly shriek as he jumped from where he was seated—the chair fell backward due to the sudden force.

“H-How… how come—how long h-had you been standing there, yo—you eavesdropping bastard?!”

Their subject of conversation emerged from behind the door—he slowly made his way into the scene, guided by a nurse. (At first he insisted that he could do it by himself, but a few bumpings into the furnitures later, the nurses knew better than to let him proceed.)

“Well,” he replied, his bed creaked as the man sat on its mattress, “long enough to know that I am, apparently, a selfless person with pain-in-the-arse attitude. Quite heart-warming to hear that directly from you. Isn’t it, Lieutenant?”

Mustang made sure he emphasized on that particular adjective on purpose.

Edward gaped in disbelief.

Did I just say that Roy Mustang is selfless right into his face?

“Yes, Sir.”

He was done for.

To hell with one-month-length of Alphonse’s recovery time. All he wanted was to take his brother and board a train to Resembool—the sooner the better—and leave without so much as looking back. Away from Central. Away from the Colonel—well, shit.

The next thing he did was rushing out of the goddamn room, running along the hallway with face red as beet—covering his ears, screaming blabbery to the point that the station nurses had to figuratively kick him out of the hospital building.

The Lieutenant couldn’t help but smiled, amused by Edward’s antics. Boys, she thought.

To say that she was ashamed of herself would be an euphemism, truth to be told. Between getting her mind caught by a fifteen-year-old, and scolded by him, and realizing that maybe (just maybe) what he said was actually right—Hawkeye didn’t know which one was the biggest insult to her adulthood.

A far-fetched cough coming from her superior officer caught the woman’s attention.

“So, Lieutenant. Care to explain?”

Phew, it’s been years since the last time I actually wrote something. And turned out that today, June 1st, is apparently Roy Mustang Day, say whaaat? So I decided to post this one today! Fic was inspired by @bleedingcoffee42 ‘s recent fic Absent, in which one of its chapters contained the sentences I used as the summary (p.s thank you for your permission!) I’d recommend you guys to take a peek on the fic. It’s awesome.

And I think I’ve seen enough parental Riza-Elric fics (well, who doesn’t love them, seriously?) but I felt like adding a twist… so instead of Riza patronizing the young alchemist, it’s the other way around! At first I’d like to go with Al, but then I realized maybe Ed would be more suitable for the fic.

The story takes place in the aftermath of Promised Day, some time after that (not too long, though—maybe a few days?) in which things had begun to settle, and Marcoh hadn’t paid Roy a visit yet.

Yeah sometimes Riza hates herself far too much that it needs to be pointed out teehee.

Thanks for reading! Kindly review, please?

[tsaritsa]

hiiii can you recommend royai fic? i may have read everything you've ever written so i need more content to consume. lmao

oh heck that’s a lot of fic to get through haha (also wow u even read the stuff i wrote when i was 11? ur braver than any us marine anon). i did a quick backtrack through ffn and ao3 and found some that should whet ur appetite! (i hope there’s some unfamiliar ones in here for everyone to discover and enjoy)

interlude, @capthawkeye​ | i am gonna rec this until the end of days bc it’s just that good. it’s got angst. it’s got post-sexytimes. it’s got some of the most in-character dialogue i’ve ever read. do me a favour: read it, and then come back and cry with me

midnight conversations, m.c.e. black | i genuinely don’t remember what happens in this fic but 11 year old me liked it and it had an interesting plot

of ballet and bullets, serenanna | part 4 of a series, but can be read alone. this is a v bittersweet fic for me bc the author died unexpectedly midway through writing. also has the bonus of an edwin b-plot too!

words that linger in the silence, blue-crystal-9 | mangahood, solid shit here. it’s the Good Kush. i love promised day shagging okay sue me

a coded confession over coffee, wargishboromirfan | little ditty but i love it

hellbound, @the-flame-and-hawks-eye​ | there’s a reason shay is known as the queen of angst royai round these parts and this fic is really the cherry on top of an already awfulgreat premise. i’m taking 94 years to get thru this bc i am not v good with violent stuff but it is well worth the time

an apple a day, kitsune moonstar | there’s 333 chapters of royai to work through. 300 and 30 fucking 3. 

under the influence, yellow mask | what i really miss about fic nowadays is that there’s this big push for canon (which i get, the series is awesome), but finding fics like this one are harder now and i honestly miss it. sometimes i want silly shenanigans with no worry about the overarching plot!

my body aches to breathe your breath, prodigy | it’s porn and prose and gorgeous and so very them

buried alive, @rizahawkaye​​ | another one i’m getting thru slowly. this premise is great, the characters are amazing and it’s a riza-centric story with the hovering royai angst just lingering at the back of every chapter

homefront, @hlwim​ | au where riza never goes to war and ends up caring for the elric bros post-trisha. what i really loved about this fic was the attention to detail for life in that era as well as the ever-growing tension as the elrics try to prepare for human transmutation under the watchful eye of riza

espionage, janieshi | cannot recommend this enough - one of my fave fics that looks at young!royai

what time takes, yellow mask | this is strictly more of an edwin fic than royai but it’s a big ensemble cast and when the focus is on royai it’s glorious. i will never be over her hand holding on to his in those final chapters, that shit breaks me every time

dinner for two, and subterfuge too, sceptick | fake dating! but real dating, kinda. roy is besotted when he shouldn’t be

the closed circle, hmmingbird | are u really a royai fan if u haven’t read this fic? maybe. but u should read it anyway. i love the fics where royai visits edwin post-promised day and the sexual tension is through the roof

first few desperate hours, sixpences | some killer angst post-transfer for team mustang. roy is pining; we’re all crying from feels

do you even have to ask?, @poppo911​ | the team mustang banter in this piece is gorgeous, and the whole scene in the library is to die for. i love my overt royai as much as the next gal, but this study in restraint is what we all need just as much

eyass, yellow mask | one of the few 03-canon fics that i genuinely enjoy from royai. angst ahoy! (but the good kind)

never break the chain, @capthawkeye​ | did u know we also have a smut queen ‘round these parts? her name is mar and she makes me feel things. it’s royai. but roy is now host to greed. greed has a thing about possessiveness. catch me swooning bc i’m all flustered and bothered

for your eyes only, @ohmytheon​ | roy? staring at riza? it’s more likely than u think (5 times, to be exact)

this is by no means a comprehensive list, not one meant to deliberately exclude the many many many royai authors out there who all produce incredible work. send in ur favs to me if u think i’ve missed one worth promoting, and u can also check out the fic tag on my sideblog too (most of it will be royai by default).

happy reading!

[literature-works]

I have read the story You’ve Got Mail! by tootooroo a while ago and now have reread it. It is the most fascinating story idea I have ever seen. It is so different from anything I read before because the entire thing is just made up of emails that teachers (FMA characters) at a highschool send to each other. Nothing is ever written directly, but the events are spilled out in these emails that teachers casually or formally write to each other. It’s AMAZING. 

[intoxicatedeuphoria]

Rules: tag 10 followers you want to know better after answering, and spread positivity!

Tagged by: @royai-is-love. Thank you! I’m really flattered. This is the first time I’m getting tagged since I’ve been a Tumblr lurker for the longest time O__O

Nickname: Kite (as in flying a kite)

Gender: Female

Zodiac sign: Virgo

Hogwarts house: Slytherin (I think, or probably Ravenclaw because I’m a total science/chemistry geek)

Favourite color: Pink and Aqua

Time now: 10:51 AM

Average hours of sleep: 6-8 hours usually, unless I’m cramming for lessons or checking the tests/lab reports of the undergrads T__T

Last thing I googled:  the formal definition of marksmanship (for my Team Mustang headcanon post)

Blankets I sleep with: It’s too hot to use a blanket where I live so none =))

Favourite musical artist: I don’t have an ultimate favorite artist because I like so many of them. I especially loooooove EDM and j-pop artists!!

Favourite food: Pastries and desserts!! cheesecakes, tropézienne, éclair, macaron de Paris, pastel de nata, baclava, Turkish delight (the fruit-flavored ones!!), anything made of mochi, and so many others. I’m crazy about sweets, but not so much about chocolate. I love white chocolate with a passion, though.

Dream trip: South America (to see the sunrise at Machu Picchu, Peru, to walk on the salt beds of Bolivia, and to climb to the top of the Christ statue in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, etc.) + Japan (I want to go back just to hunt all the manga/artbooks of my favorite series!!!)

Wearing: shirt + shorts

Age of blog: 7+ years, I think?

Following: 88

Type of posts: First of all, you have to know that I AM ROYAI TRASH! But I also reblog/post about Fullmetal Alchemist in general, Ace Attorney, Ghost Hunt, Psycho Pass, Persona 3-5, random anime/manga, TV shows (i.e. Downton Abbey, Sherlock, and Criminal Minds), witty/pun-y posts, travel/artsy images, haute couture gowns, and pretty, colorful things <3

And here comes the awkward part (for me). huhu, I am so embarrassed, but I’d like to get to know you better. It’s OK if you don’t answer, though ^__^

TAGGING: @meiosis2, @sheragon, @arumore, @jouissezduprintemps, @sindzero, @poppo911, @dreams-of-kalopsia, @roseandradio, @rainbowcosmos, @snowywhofadesinthechaos

[itssydvicious]

I was tagged by @natieland to do this tag, so thank you very much!! <3 My lock screen photo is this royai art and I have no idea where it's from >.< My home screen is this piece of art by @yuumei-art called 'Lost Me'. The last song I listened to was twenty one pilots' 'Cancer' cover. And then that's me, lol. I tag @smol-gryffindor , @ishvallas , @rizaandthehawkeyes , @jouissezduprintemps , @doyouevenhavetoask , @poppo911 , @halfbakedbagel , @ohmytheon , @ohsnapsnapsparkspark and anyone else who wants to do this tag!! Of course, you don't have to do this if you don't want to!!

[lonepiper5758]

RULES: Always post the rules. Answer the questions asked, then write 11 new ones. Tag 11 people to answer your questions, as well as the person who tagged you.

tagged by  @izumiicurtis Thanks heaps. 🙂

1) Dogs or cats? - I've known beautiful examples of both, but I lean toward dogs.

2) Video game that most feels like ‘home’? - I'm really not a gamer, pretty useless actually. Keep walking into walls if I play a first person shooter. Happy parenting moment though - Playing Minecraft on X-Box with my lads some years ago. I'm collecting wood and the sun starts setting. Second Son starts shouting "Get back Mum, get back!" Meanwhile my First Born starts his character jumping up and down saying, "See me Mum, look at me on your screen, just run to me! Run!" Thanks to their care I lived to collect another day.

3) Top three characters from any fandom(s) - Only three?? OK. Roy Mustang, Riza Hawkeye, (FMA) The Doctor (Doctor Who).

4) Top three ships from any fandom(s) - Roy Mustang and Riza Hawkeye - FMA, Spike and Buffy - BTVS, and I’ll go with Zuko and Mai - ATLA

5) Favourite colour? GREEENN!! Dark Foresty Greeennn

6) Sea or forest? - Forest (See question 5) Though I grew up on the coast.

7) Who would you rather fight, 03!Mustang or manga!Mustang? -  (GOOD question!) I’d like to see 03!Mustang put down by somebody. But I would rather fight manga!Mustang so I could quickly yield and ask him to have a coffee with me instead.

8) Film or book? - These days I’d probably say film - just because it’s hard to find the time to get into a book? (Note to self - improve time management…)

9) Reason for url? - lonepiper is a reference to the medieval music I play, and 5758 is a reference to my height in imperial units.

10) Fluff or angst? Angst - with just a nuance of fluff to make it even more painful.

11) Art or writing? - Wow, tricky. Both can pick you up and slam you back down with the feels. Some art starts a story in your head and some stories make you see the action. Can I have some of each?

That was fun! 

So - Here’s my questions.

1. You can safely interact with either a dragon, or a unicorn. Which do you choose?

2. Favourite FMAB fight scene?

3. Choose your principal and secondary weapon - sword, bow and arrows, pole arm, axe, staff, other

4. What is your first language?

5 . Top FMA OTP?

6.  When did you realise you were trapped on the ship in Q5?

7. If you could learn another language what would it be?

8. You are going to be turned into a chimera. What animal do you choose to be combined with?

9. Coffee, tea or milkshake?

10. Do you like your fanfics and fanart Canon or AU or either?

11. If you could master a musical instrument, what would it be?

Now to be rule abiding and tag 11 fellow FMAophiles. As always do or do not as you wish. If you’ve already done it, up to you if you want to do it again. Enjoy.

@thecrazyexfangirl @egalitarian-nature-blog @calithildes​ @fullmetallizard @ladywiltshire @poppo911 @rizahawkstang @gomboc123 @xennariel @doyouevenhavetoask @theysangastheyslew and @izumiicurtis

[purplemaple-xoxo]

I was tagged by @poppo911 for the top 5 OTP challenge. I love how I keep getting tagged for this because I get to share all my OTP’s  with all of you!! Also sorry this is late… caught me during exam week.

Rules: List 5 OTPS from 5 different fandoms (in no order)

1. Haru and Pools from Free!

2. Emma and Hook from Once Upon a Time

3. Alphonse and Mei Chang from FMAB

4. Victor and Emily from Corpse Bride

5. Belle and Adam from Beauty and the Beast

I want people to do this if you want to! And if you already did it do it again so you can share more of your pairings!!

[ask-teammustang]

To Roy, what was Riza like when she was young?

[sararaiden]

Your moodboards give me lyfe!

aifjeaasfsr THANK YOU!! ;O; 

[poppo911]

Maybe we will get a blooper... where dean fujioka sings roy's infamous "oh snap snap! Spark spark! It's time to light up the diggy diggy dark" rap lines?

[tsaritsa]

tag thing

i got tagged by @jouissezduprintemps and @haganenobeato - ty!

1. Who are you named after? nobody - originally i was going to be called alexandra, but my dad didn’t like it so instead i got saddled with anastasia. FUN FACT my middle name i share with a disney princess so i’m simultaneously a princess and a grand duchess (i’m twice the princess any of you will ever be lmao)

2. Last time you cried? within the last week. i had a big argument with dad about his views on xenophobia and White Male privilege

3. Do you like your handwriting? depends????? i love my cursive but that’s hard for me to do constantly, so my regular handwriting is a mix of print and cursive....it can get rlly rlly messy (so much so something i can’t read it hahaha)

4. What is your favorite lunch meat? chicken hands down. i also rlly love salami and pepperoni tho (espe if i’m having subway)

5. Do you have kids? no, but it’s def a goal in the next ten years.....and it’s kinda funny bc so many of my friends just sorta balk at the thought of having kids (i get it, we’re all young still haha) but like.....i just get on rlly well with kids and when i was working in japan i LOVED hanging out with the babies and two year-olds they legit look like dango i was always internally screaming haha. like i wanna finish my degree and start saving money for a house and stuff but i know i’ll be v depressed by 30 if i don’t have a kid (or kids) by then.

but anyway the problem with this goal of mine is that means i have to find someone to have kids with and then they have to let me name them bc i honest to god have a list of name i want to call my kids and i will not Budge on that

6. Do you use sarcasm? yes, but not as often as i used to. my humour now is dank memes and awful puns

7. Do you still have your tonsils? yup

8. Would you bungee jump? lmao i literally come from the country where bungy jumping (in its modern, safe form) was perfected, yet i haven’t done it (it’s kinda pricey and the closet place to do it is 3 hours away via car. i want to tho!

9. What is your favorite kind of cereal? i love honey-flavoured cereal!!!!!! but normally i just have toast and sometimes miso soup

10. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? i don’t really wears shoes with laces much anymore....but if i can without ruining my ankles i will

11. Do you think you’re strong? i like to think i am, but physically i’m probably not lmao. and i guess it would depend on the situation in terms of emotional strength......i’m a Very Emotional person at the best of times lmao

12. What is your favorite ice cream? feijoa bc it only crops up in the summer. once we got a 10l tub of fig and honey icecream, that was also Superb

13. What is the first thing you notice about someone? their face.......i guess??? i’ve never rlly thought about it before

14. Football or Baseball? i’m sorry but RUGBY i ain’t having none of ur american sports real sports players tear their scrotum but keep on playing for their country

(our macho sports culture rlly needs to change tho we have some ridiculous stories of injuries)

15. What is the least favorite thing about yourself? my lack of time management

16. What color pants are you wearing? black and white yoga pants

17. Favorite smell? at the moment i wear chloé fleur de parfum which has notes of verbana, rose, cherry blossom and rice powder(???? what) and that always makes me happy! i also just love the smell of the bush after it’s been raining - mossy and sharp and home

18. Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? my gran lmao. she has an iphone and she somehow turned on her flashlight and didn’t know how to turn it off again

19. Favorite sport to watch on tv? RUGBY RUGBY RUGBY. i’ll watch the highlights of netball and cricket too, if they’re on.

20. Hair color? auburn - in the winter i’m a dark brunette but in the summer my hair becomes positively golden/ginger

21. Eye color? blue. really blue (this is a thing people say to me the most, more than ‘wow you’re really tall!’ or ‘you look so much like your sister’)

22. Favorite food to eat? pizza!!!!!!!! i love so many kinds of pizza. i’m also a slut for chinese food (espe if cooked in the japanese tradition).


23. Scary or funny movies? i can’ stand gorey horror, but i will watch the fuck out of anything that’s to do with the paranormal just fine haha. funny movies are also alright! but they tend to be more hit-and-miss than horror for me.

24. Last movie you watched? the awakening on netflix. it was alright! i liked that it was more of a gothic romance than just a horror set in post WWI england (think along the lines of crimson peak) but the story was a little confusing at times

25. What color shirt are you wearing? i’m wearing a burgandy jersey in summer. wth nz, get your game on and give me a Real Summer

26. Favorite holiday? easter with my family, i love the celebrations that happen over the course of that week (espe the music easter church music is the best church music) bc it’s so joyful????? and there’s chocolate too that helps. i like new years with my friends tho

27. Wine or Beer? all alcohol is equal in my eyes - i like a good beer in the summer, and port in the winter. scrumpy is gr8 anytime. tequila will fuck me up every time

EDIT lmao i completely forgot to tag ppl.... @queenxolivier @poppo911 @sydair324 and ummmmm anybody else who hasn’t done it but wants to but i’m fairly sure you all have

[itssydvicious]

OTP Challenge <3

I was tagged by @calithildes to do this OTP Challenge, so thank you!!

Rules: List 5 OTP’s from different fandoms and tag 10 people. 

(This is in no particular order, btw)

1. Riza Hawkeye and Roy Mustang from Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood (鋼の錬金術師)

Royai is definitely my #1 OTP. Many hours have been lost to reading fanfics and looking at fan art on tumblr because of this couple. I just, I JUST LOVE THEM SO MUCH GOD DAMMIT I WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR THEM <33333

2. Kyouko Hori and Izumi Miyamura from Horimiya (ホリミヤ)

 These two are my favorite couple from a manga! Their relationship is so odd, yet cute! They’re both adorable and funny and weird and I will ship them to the end of eternity. 

3. Glenn Rhee and Maggie Green from The Walking Dead

 This is my very first OTP. I love how they will do anything, and I mean anything, to find and be with each other when they are serperated. They are just meant for each other.

4. Victor Nikiforov and Yuri Katsuki from Yuri!!! on Ice (ユーリ!!! On ICE)

 I mean, how could you not love them?! I was really torn between these two and Otayuri, but since they’re “just friends”, I decided to put these sweet babies.

5. Tamako Kitashirakawa and Ooji Mochizou from Tamako Love Story (たまこラブストーリ)

These two are some of my favorite KyoAni characters; they’re just so freaking cute! This is such a sweet couple and I just want to protect these smol beans.

Thank you again for tagging me to do this! I’m not sure who has done this tag already or whatever, but I tag:

@smol-gryffindor , @violetbxdelaire , @poppo911 , @ohmytheon , @halfbakedbagel , @lamebot3000 , @ohsnapsnapsparkspark , @natieland , @writing-royza , and @doyouevenhavetoask

[ask-teammustang]

To rebecca and riza : Have you been into a huge fight with each others? How did you two react?