#roy: THERES THE DOOR BITCH

[frogaroundandfindout]

The outsiders are restless after dealing with low level villians and dick tells them to get out if they don’t like it. When dick and Roy are alone he tells Roy that they have a point and suggests they start getting some bigger game. (Outsiders Vol.3 #4)

[splendidshinobi]

FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST 2003 LIVE REACT: EPISODES 21-25

almost halfway done lads how we feelin'

episode 21: the red glow

ah yes barry

"i'm alphonse elric!!!!!" yes u r baby!!!

who just popped over the wall

scar im assuming

"i kill therefore i am".....barry spouting descartes rn

it was scar haha

um

hi greed

thought i saw you earlier

WHY DID THEY DRAW HIS ARMS THAT LONG

ope he found the chimera crew...

jerry jewell's evil laugh gets me every time lmao he's so great

ed has deep philosophical talks bro

also ed is chaotic but his personal morals are unshakeable

who are these prison guards gonna release

oh hey kimblee

oh hey squad

ed take out ur pokeball

um wth is that

OH MY GOD TUCKER WHAT

EW

I THOUGHT IT WAS A GIANT YODA OR A SWAMP MONSTER

he looks FUCKKEDDDD

bro of all the things i was not expecting him

oof ishval flashbacks

young scar why is your hair brown

why is it white now

WHY IS HE NAKED

whos her

lust 1.0 im assuming

ew omg tucker is literally so fuckin nasty lookin idk

idk why but he's worse than rod reiss titan for me

wait a damn minute

wait a damn fucking minute

goddamnit

what is GOIN ON

i need tucker to stop whispering he sounds like fucking voldemort on the back of quirrells head

jesus

episode 22: created human

hughes' pajamas look like armin's futon from aot junior high

the bad place???? was that greed's prison gluttony was lookin at?

im still shook af over tucker and tbh its been like 24 hours since i watched episode 21

STOP WHISPERING TUCKER

driving me up a wall

my poor son looks so tired :(

those moral principles at it again

bradley.......

ewww the way tucker walks STOP

hi envy!!!!!

so all of those prisoner guys gonna get flattened by some alchemy

hey kimblee!!!

so did greed escape with the homies???? cause i feel like he would have made his presence known already....

i feel like im missing a lot because im a ding dong

musty prison kimblee is kinda...hot....physically speaking..oops..personality wise obviously there's MUCH to work on

so envy knows hohenheim

ED BABY

he won't do it

oh no alphonse

oh god memory implants

al's identity crisis CONTINUES

they wanna become humans??? huh....doesnt really make sense for their characters...(maybe envy but more on that at 11)

is ed gonna kill these guys for al

some1!!!!!! hold!!!!! me!!!! im so stressed

is he pretending to do it and he's got another plan up his sleeve!!!!????

honestly he's so depressed i cant even tell

those unshakable moral principles at work again i see

the red water can turn ed into a god???? wtf ed doesnt want to be a god he wants to punch god

oh theres the greed squad! i found them!!! is kimblee joining up with them

maria girly!!!!!!!

THE HOMUNCULI IN THEIR STUPID UNIFORMS I--

who's the lady. i need 2 know.

episode 23: fullmetal heart

alphonse is destroyed again

poor kid

"edward sir" brosh pls!!!

oh excuse me--- ***Bloch

The Ross Slap™

winry <3

pinako takes no prisoners

ed didnt you JUST tell brosh and ross they might be right that you needed to trust adults with more shit and now youre blowing off hughes

ed's DRAWINGS im-

hi sig hi izumi!!!

al is so sad over there in that corner

poor baby son

sometimes i feel like hughes and mustang are ed and al's divorced dads

the little arakawa avatar cows in the back im CRYING!!!!!!!

“bean”

snappy al

ooffffffff

omg hughes plz

elicia is precious though we love her

"dad's friend the bookworm" omg sheska

awwww gracia made edward a cake!!!!!!!

god catch me cryin in the club

CONGRATULATIONS

"whatever" al im crying he's so sad

AL MADE BROSH OR WHOEVER CARRY HIS DESTROYED ARMOR TO THE ROOF IM ACTUALLY YELLING

"you goof"

yes winry you are correct boy is a goof

sir you are being so dramatic

give that baby a hug

"so called brother"

so we all know that was a knife through the heart for ed

al just jumped off a FUCKING ROOF and ED TRIED TO FOLLOW

so im crying

i liked this better when they HAD A CONVERSATION ABOUT AL'S FEARS AND MADE THE FUCK UP

episode 24: bonding memories

guess we're gonna play w my emotions again

sometimes like....one bit characters talk...like villager b ya know? and im like who are you i know that voice

so the nasty military has come to ruin some lives again

and barry for some reason

aww poor al

youre real you are!!!!!!

i just feel like people would know people that wear sunglasses in the rain would be ishvalan

but what do i know

obviously they dont have the white hair thing in this version

poor ed is so sad

these boys need a hug 

let me just *pulls out adoption papers*

well if scar doesnt have queen mei to adopt in 03, he’s got this little toothless boy

dont lie al you do care

ew i dont like her

the drama of this boy

so the nasty military has come to ruin some lives again part 2

apparently they are *mercenaries??? excuse me

i have some questions regarding this kid’s mom

well you know i can see why this kid feels this way about his mom

it does look like she ran off...

al and scar dream team up

HEY ED!!! HEY WINRY!!!

bout time

yall gonna have this talk now????

barry STOPPPPPP

brotherhood barry is the true king there i said it

damn scar you baddie

barry like....you already knew him

anyway

WHAT THE HELL

NO RICKKK!!!!!!

someone save this boy!!!!

oh good his mom “saved” him

ah damn thats pretty tragic

she didnt know they were right in front of her

ow

well my questions were answered

so she attacks with grape fanta. thats one way to do it

ed looks like such an angry gremlin right now this is a heartwarming moment sir please

why are ed and scar being so civil right now this is so weird

bye scar

we’ll see him again

see you later scar

episode 25: words of farewell

maes who let you buy that awful pink suit 

gracia please it better not have been you

mustang ew please

dont open the door lookin like that

what the hell are you doing in here 

so hughes WASNT in ishval here?

i think that takes a lot away from his character but anyway

bradley hangs around like a creep at every possible instant

why would bradley care about ishvalan refugees like hughes cmon

“unspeakable crimes” BRADLEY YOU LITERALLY CANNOT TALK

juliet douglas is this lady’s name

only took me 1000 episodes to figure that out

ED AND AL??? NOT DEALING WITH DANGEROUS THINGS??????? dont make me laugh assholes theyre lying thru their teeth

izumi time lets go

wow we’re still going to rush valley? wasnt really expecting that tbh

elicia i LOVE you!!!!!

ew kimblee “hi”

how did he lightning himself like that

if i were ishvalan i would not go to the south....yet ANOTHER war torn region of amestris but ok

okay

an amestrian desert biker gang rolled up to wreak havoc

HUGHES AHAHAHA 

tbh i wouldnt want to tell roy anything either stupid bitch

anyway

um why do i feel like its hughes’ death episode

he would not be shown tucking elicia in to bed otherwise 

please im not ready to be hurt again

oh no

yeah he just learned something about our girl juliet

ive been waiting for this information 

he’s gonna die before we learn anything helpful

yupppppp

hey lust figured you’d show up sooner or later

i too wish i could look that sexy pulling a kunai out of my forehead

SLOTH????????

did girly just say SLOTH

i- nothing about her seems particularly slothy but ok

u know what!!!!!!!!!!!!

ENVY HEYYY

DUMBASS ROY JUST HAAAAAD TO LEAVE

haha famous last words

oof it hurts every time

not the FUNERAL scene no!

time for me to go 

peace out homies im dead inside

yes my brigadier general 

NOT THE RAIN

COME ONNNNNN

hughes is sneezing six feet under

was ed supposed to be looking at hughes’ ghost

um....right

[artificialqueens]

Pretty Mess Chapter 4 (Biadore)- Chiona

A/N: Hello friends! I’m back with another chapter, this one took my a while to write because I was struggling to find inspiration, but I had a boost of inspiration last night so yay! Once again I’d like to thank my pizza party chola bitch Nore, who isn’t even my BETA anymore, she gives me ideas now ahahaha but she’s still the best BETA!! Also theres some VERY light smut in this chapter, and its my first time writing anything remotely smutty so pls be kind.hope y'all enjoy, xoxo

TW for slight s*lf harm mentions

When Roy returned with Danny’s sweater, he was snuggled under the covers and scrolling through his phone, struggling to keep his eyes open.

“Thanks, bitch” he said, as he took the sweater from Roy. Judging by the way his head spun as he pulled the sweater over his head, he was still very drunk. When everything came back into focus, he noticed that Roy was watching him intently, glued to the spot.

“What?” Danny asked, smirking softly at the sight of Roy’s face deep in thought

“Nothing.” Roy responded hastily, breaking eye contact and turning to close the curtains.

Danny furrowed his eyebrows. There was obviously something wrong, but he just decided to ask him about it in the morning, the warmth of the bed winning over his conscience.

Roy paused at the window. Frankly, he was afraid to ask Danny about the blade. But he had to; what if Danny was unsafe? He couldn’t think of any reason as to why he would have a blade like that in his backpack- it was small and silver, and wouldn’t do much good for protecting himself. And to top it all off, there was blood on it. Roy was distressed at the thought of it, which was exactly why he had to ask.

“Danny?” he started

“Yeah?” he responded sleepily, not opening his eyes.

“Why is there a blade in your backpack?”

This made Danny’s eyes shoot wide open, taken completely by surprise. Holy fuck, what was he going to say? He didn’t want Roy to judge him for self-harming, or even worse become over protective and treat him differently.

“Danny?” Roy pressed, when Danny didn’t respond.

“Oh-” he came back to reality, suddenly out of his bewildered trance “Umm…just for protection, you know, in case anything happens” Danny lied, hoping that Roy wouldn’t ask any further.

“Oh yeah, sure, Danny, the ‘ummm’ made it really convincing” Roy snapped, letting his concern for Danny take control of his temper. Danny flinched.

“There was blood on it” Roy continued, using a softer voice this time.

Roy looked into Danny’s wide green eyes. Even though they were staring right back at him, Roy could tell that he was lost in thought. He could see the worry in his eyes, and Roy instantly felt guilty. He quickly walked over to the bed and knelt down, grasping Danny’s hand and giving it a comforting squeeze.

“Look, I don’t want to force anything out of you, so you don’t have to tell me anything, but… fuck, Danny, I just want to know that you’re safe” Roy’s voice broke, taking the both of them by surprise. Once again, Roy was met with silence.

“Are you safe?” Roy pressed. Danny nodded, blinking away tears. He didn’t want to fucking cry, again.

“You’re okay?”

Danny nodded once more, although this time he hesitated.

“Okay. Now, scoot over, chola, you’re on my side of the bed”

Danny moved over slightly to give Roy some space. But it was short lived, because the still drunk and highly emotional side of Danny wanted to cuddle, moving in closer to press himself up against Roy as soon as he got into the bed. Roy, who was still incredibly anxious and worried for his friend, honestly wanted to push Danny away, but he couldn’t bring himself to. So he wrapped his arms tightly around Danny, watching as the younger man buried his head in his chest.

Danny was shaking with quiet tears, and he really didn’t want Roy to notice them. It was honestly getting ridiculous how much he’d cried in the past few days, and even he was starting to get annoyed with it, so he could only imagine how Roy felt. He was internally screaming at himself to stop crying, and to stop being so clingy towards Roy. But the way Roy wrapped his arms around Danny made him never want to move again.

Roy knew that Danny was trying to hide his tears, and he wasn’t doing a very good job of it. He was shaking, his arms wrapped tightly around Roy’s waist, and every now and then would let out a small sob. Roy bent down and kissed his friend on the head, letting his lips linger there for a while, soothingly rubbing his arm up and down Danny’s back. He had always been the emotional type, but something about this seemed different. Danny was clearly struggling, and Roy couldn’t stand seeing his best friend in this state.

“Hey” Roy said, softly placing his hand on Danny’s chin and lifting up his head. The tears made his green eyes stand out, and Roy quickly shook the thought from his head. Danny sniffed.

“Please don’t cry” Roy continued, wiping away his tears.. Danny bit his lip, and looked up at Roy. Roy brought a hand up to rest on Danny’s shoulder, his heart was beating incredibly quickly. He didn’t know what it was, but in the moment, just looking at Danny made his head spin… Danny’s heart was beating just as fast, looking Roy dead in the eyes, trying to read his expression.

Then, without warning, Roy pulled Danny towards him. Danny thought he was being pulled in for a hug, so he couldn’t contain his shock when he felt Roy’s lips brush softly against his. Danny let out a small gasp, but found himself responding before Roy could pull away, kissing back softly. It was probably the alcohol, but Danny felt as though this was right.

He wrapped his arms around Roy’s waist and pulled him in closer, deepening the kiss. Roy let out a moan, smiling against the kiss, and ran his fingers through Danny’s hair. The both of them were breathing heavily, Danny’s hands exploring Roy’s body as he tugged on his bottom lip. Their tongues worked together, and Danny started to lift Roy’s shirt over his head. They briefly pulled apart so he could take his shirt off before crashing their lips back together again. Danny’s head was spinning; he couldn’t believe this was happening. He was making out with his best friend, and it was heading in the direction of something much more than a make out session. It was all moving so fast, but Danny didn’t care. As quickly as he could, he took off his sweater and t-shirt, fervently kissing Roy once more, wrapping his legs around his waist. Roy could feel that he was hard-they both were. Roy wanted him right now. He grabbed Danny’s ass, pulling him in closer and moving down to kiss his neck. Danny threw his head back, moaning at the sensation. Roy’s hands moved over to the waistband of Danny’s pants, and he began to pull them down.

Danny’s eyes widened, and he quickly pushed away, moving off of Roy’s lap and trying to regain his breath. He couldn’t let Roy see his scars; he was too ashamed of them. But now, he had pulled away, and probably ruined everything. Including his friendship with Roy.

“What’s wrong?” Roy asked. He already knew the answer. He’d gone too far, and now Danny was weirded out.

“I…” Danny started. He didn’t know what to say. Every part of him felt that kissing Roy was so right, and he honestly wanted to tell himself that the scars on his legs could get fucked and keep going. But, when he started to speak again, he found himself lying.

“I can’t do this,” he lied, voice breaking as hot tears streamed down his cheeks “You’re my best friend, and we’ve both been drinking and…I’m sorry” he pulled his t-shirt back on and got out of bed, “I’m just gonna go” Danny turned to walk away, but Roy stopped him.

“Wait, don’t go.” Roy watched Danny pause at the doorway. “It’s dark outside and you’re still a bit drunk. If anything happened to you I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself”.

Danny turned on the spot.

“Well, what do you want me to do then, Roy?” he snapped, letting his frustration get the better of him. Roy was taken aback by his tone.

“The spare room is on the last door to the left” Roy replied softly, left in shock as Danny quickly left the room. What the fuck just happened?

—

Danny was reeling. After two hours of trying his hardest to distract himself and get some sleep, it was to no avail. Now it was 4:30 am, and he was staring mindlessly at the ceiling. He’d just ruined everything with Roy, possibly even their friendship. Of course he had to pull away and let his issues with self-harm take over another part of his life. Suddenly, he felt his cheeks redden with anger. He was letting the scars on his thighs control his lifestyle, and he was starting to get sick of it. But he couldn’t stop; cutting himself had become a habit, or more like a routine, that he couldn’t quite break. It wasn’t something he necessarily did when he was feeling anxious or in the middle of a breakdown, it was like a regular thing. Most of the time when he did it, he was completely numb. Danny needed to get help. Every logical part of him was telling to get support, and to tell somebody. But his self-destructive behaviours got the best of him and stopped him from doing so. Danny was wrestling with himself, and it was exhausting. But the thing that scared him the most was that if not for his scars, Danny would have had sex with Roy that night. Up until the point that Roy kissed him, Danny had never really thought of Roy in any way other than from a place of friendship. He knew that a lot of fans shipped them together, calling them ‘biadore’, which Danny honestly found hilarious. But Roy kissing him opened his eyes to a lot of feelings that were hiding, and he honestly regretted pulling away from him as soon as he started to get close to his scars, but it was almost like a reflex.

But Danny was certain that there were definitely some feelings there, and wasn’t sure whether it was the alcohol speaking. All he knew that if these feelings were genuine, then he was scared as hell. Not only would he be shamed for having a crush on someone 14 years older than him, but he could potentially ruin things with Roy, someone who he had no choice but to spend a lot of time with.

He just needed to sleep on it, and sober up a bit more. He sighed and rolled over to check the time: 4:57. This was going to be a long fucking night.

—

Roy was awoken by his phone vibrating on the bedside table. Groaning, he rolled over and picked it up; it was a text from Shane.

Shane: Hey, did Danny go home with you last night? He’s not answering his phone and I just want to make sure he’s okay.

Roy sighed and sat up in bed. What a lovely way to be reminded of the events of the night before. He tried his hardest to shake the thought from his mind.

Roy: Yeah, he did. I just woke up though, not sure if he’s still here, I’ll go check. How did your trade go last night?

He tried to steer the conversation away from Danny, and got out of bed, stomping over to the spare room. Danny wasn’t in there, and the bed was messy and unmade. He’d obviously hadn’t slept very well. Roy noticed a piece of paper on the end of the bed, so he went to pick it up. It was a note from Danny, written in his messy scrawl.

Roy,

I had to go. I promise we’ll catch up soon and talk about shit, I haven’t forgotten about that coffee you owe me, bitch.

xx Danny

Roy’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of the two little kisses that Danny had left written at the end of the note. Maybe Danny wasn’t weirded out about what happened last night? He quickly texted Shane to let him know that Danny had left, and went into the kitchen.

His eyes widened at the realisation that he’d forgotten to feed Sammy and DeDe the night before, so he quickly grabbed the food from the cupboard and went outside. The dogs didn’t come running to him like they normally would, and he furrowed his brows. His expression softened, however, when he saw where the dogs were. Sammy was curled up on a sleeping Danny’s lap, and DeDe was under his arm. Danny must have gone out for a cigarette and fallen asleep outside. Roy’s heart warmed; he just looked so peaceful. How was it possible that someone could look so beautiful sleeping?

The dogs perked up at the sight of Roy and jumped off of Danny’s lap, running towards Roy and barking.

“Shh…” he scolded, not wanted them to wake Danny up. It was too late, thought. Danny’s eyes flickered open, squinting in the sunlight.

“Morning” Roy greeted blankly, scraping some food into the dog’s bowls.

“Shit, sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep out here” Danny apologised, rubbing his eyes.

“It’s okay”

Danny stood up and brushed himself off, slipping his carton of cigarettes back into his pocket.

“I should go” he announced, grabbing his bag. Roy followed him inside, and found himself walking Danny to the door.

“Look, about last night…” he started. Danny stared down at him, making Roy’s breathing heavy “Let’s just pretend it never happened, okay? We were both drunk and neither of us were really thinking straight”

Roy could have sworn a look of disappointment flash across Danny’s face.

“Yeah, ok” Danny nodded. They were met with an uncomfortable silence.

“I’ll see you soon, chola” Roy stated, not expecting it when Danny pulled him in for a hug.

“Bye, Roy” Danny said hoarsely, holding onto him tightly.

And then he was gone.