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[quaker-bitch]

me after eating

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Live Action Movie 3 Ramble

Here’s stuff I wrote while watching the third live action movie. My more articulate ramble about the first movie is here (back in 2018, I have not watched it again before watching these two), and my ramble about movie 2 is here.

Combining the bandits and Izumi and Sig meeting Hohenheim is certainly a thing

I wonder why hoho is so concerned with his photo being damaged, wouldn’t alchemy be able to fix it? Actual alchemy not his 500k friends.

“Bring around the car” there’s a car? Where are we anyway

Hoho’s hand stab was stealthier, he avoids the Sig punch this day

People tell me right now why they keep translating the Gate (tobira/door) as portal.

The tiny title is also a choice that has been made. Makes me want to check the logos of these movies, since the first one had the ‘no’ in a red square.

Last movie used homunculus as plural, we homunculi now for real

Scar is in slow pursuit.

Ling is also Ling now and not Lin, hmmm

Envy’s eyes seem an interesting colour, like clear, also Ed avoids being eaten this time

Gluttony’s already home Ed better be busting out fast

Envy’s back in his regular form, budgeting, you must understand

Oh NOW the subs say door, what

And the next line we’re back to portal

I wonder if this teleporting method could be used to make more sacrifices, since there is no cost but some of the souls in the stone

Ed nearly did the dead yamcha pose at the Gate

These gates are like super dark grey, gonna make Father’s black gate look lame

Ed you saw scrawny Al at the end of the first movie why are you surprised he’s still here

No door punch and no second MATTERO :/

Gluttony takes 0% damage on the Ed, Envy and Ling escape. Envy should have thought about shrinking down all along.

Ling said arienai ha

This stone looks watery I want a redder one plz

Why is the soul dimension blue lol

Gluttony got outta the frame real quick. Greed is here now, will Gluttony say happy birthday

Ouroboros is the correct way, huzzah

Gluttony gets to live, and Greed is gone right away. Poor Father

I like the tiny flag in a frame in Wrath’s room, also two tiny glass plant things

Ed figures Hoho is in Liore for reasons, guess we can do his thing early

Just cause a cave in, Hoho, or cause one on the Promised Day that they won’t know about

Hoho you can’t be splashing your stones in the tunnel, that’s Father’s turf.

Scar bro’s research acquired

Ling’s back, wonder what he’s eating.

The door, the portal, it’s the same word they’re saying stop itttt

Wonder where Greed  got his homunculus mandated patterned clothes. Possibly swiped them on the way out? Who knows. People were way misinterpreting how low the zip is on it when it was on that mannequin, it fits him fine.

Because we aren’t going north (for now…) Scar’s research warning gets to actually be a warning this time

Scar gets to keep his yellow jacket, will it survive the movie. Who knows

Don’t try and stop the crest, Ed boy, I don’t wanna go North…

Al’s solo train adventure starts now, he’s off to Liore

Maybe flash your watch Edward and people will think you’re a state alchemist. Did you lose the prop between movies.

Ed: (Silence) Subs: what the hell.

Are my subs actually from the English dub and I don’t know it XD Fuuu

*Tch noise* subs: shame

Sloth is here and his tattoo has moved to his shoulder. He looks kinda weird, can’t see what kinda eye they gave him compared to Gluttony’s

With Falman not in the north, how will stalactites ever defeat Sloth

Ed did it with one kick…ok

Careful Buccaneer, Pride will wake up at some point and wreck shit in the tunnel.

Is Winry wearing Obelix pants

Sloth has been released back into his natural habitat

Winry’s bag has a den charm, this is just like that tv show with the ed and winry charms

Miles gets name checked but not in the subs ;<

“Dan”!?

Haha get fucked Raven, you can be thrown out even while still alive(??)

“The armour from my collection” oh nooo~

Xerxes flashback time

Moshi moshi? Like answering the phone? Flask-kun you so crazy

Homunculus gas is dense as fuck. Not as in stupid but thicc

No Theophrastus bombastus? How are we gonna call hoho stupid?

Aw, Father doesn’t keep on the kings gold sash parts from the flashback. Guess he only puts them on on special occasions

We’re an hour in I guess this is a time for forest fight. Wonder how much time passed between the flashback and Alphonse kidnap though. That’s kinda important.

The full moon is here, there will be no cgi fire tonight.

Just being able to sense hoho is probably easier, might as well keep gluttony around for the next 90 minutes. Or just have Lan Fan kill him, either or.

Dude Pride hasn’t done that much to Ed, it’s all good here. Maybe you should have kept an eye on Al better.

Roy team assemble. Black Hayate finally shows up.

We don’t even need to stop the train we’ll blow it up while it’s moving.

This may be trickier without Havoc and Maria’s smuggling schemes

Gardner is saved by a surprise reappearance from Sloth. Without zombies this thing will be over fast but there’s 90 minutes left

Sloth is fast but Alex is just super fast.

No heart to heart with Pride here Al, haha. Also I can’t understand real Morse Code. I’ll add it to my never ending list of Pride’s Morse Code when I do.

Gluttony has saved Pride from the dome. What a  tweest. He also punched both of Al’s legs off.

Gluttony is eaten now. Also I haven’t seen Envy in a while.

God damn it not the zombies again. Ed said my thoughts well.

Aim for the head, we real zombie lore now.

Ok here’s Envy.

This room is so damn dark, I guess it’s to help big Envy’s cgi.

Chibi envy is kinda cute. And has been caught in Ed’s left hand. The time for possession is now.

I take back what I said I don’t like how this thing’s mouth is moving.

Chibi envy has blue eyes and he’s outta here without saying bye bye. Peace out.

The sacrifice pieces! I love them. They didn’t need to make those. They would have been useful for scale to me a while back but that’s ok.

What no tube detachments this time? Lame.

I am Shoco, a woman denied her Hoho and Father fight. Two people who are the same actors (?) can fight, it worked in mortal kombat conquest.

Eurgh the stone juice looks like honey.

This is a very calm coup. Al running the streets. Hey wait how did Al get his legs back on. I mean I know how but did Pride just bail and leave him there knowing the teleportal will get him later. Huh.

I forgot to say earlier but Sloth broke a column with his chain. Now Izumi has happened to throw him onto the broken base of the column. Rip Sloth.

Time for a greed-wrath fight, maybe setting up greed’s powers before right now would have been helpful though.

Pride activates the teleportal circle for the sacrifices, we are spared the gold toothed doctor in this movie.

I think Buccaneer can survive this, maybe rough him up a bit more. Or maybe let him live even.

No blood tear mixing?! NOOO

Rip Fu and Bucaneer.

How is one eye Father, which is more correct technically, more odd looking.

Al doesn’t get to see his body, you’ll see it later, Al.

Just do it, Roy.

Roy has been stigmata’d. Also Pride gets the Riza neck attack. Maybe this would work if he’d had his beef with Riza finding out about him and telling Roy about him, but I like it anyway. Better than Wrath doing that too.

From the microsecond I saw it Roy’s gate probably still has Riza’s tattoo on it.

I guess May has fixed Riza off screen and Bradders is just letting things happen.

Scar vs Wrath starts now, and Scar gets a Y mark on him, or a V.

Aw fuck the broken sword stab is happening within 10 seconds, not looking good for Scar. It’s gone through his arm oh no.

I wish people could all have cool eclipse sunglasses, but some people just have to damage their eyes.

Father’s already in the correct spot, guess Greed won’t be here to interrupt. Also maybe I’ll get to see the little figures again when he does the slam.

I did see them.

May makes no moves to stop anything. Also I haven’t seen Shao May this entire movie.

No Winry saying Edo NOOO

Yeah that weird space thing happened, give me sexy Father now.

…He’s ok.

They move so slowly when Hoho wants them to hide behind him.

Nuclear fusion baybee

Wrath’s arms have been obliterated.  No mention of his wife though ;(

Alchemy is back on…pretend Father turned it off ok. Unless I turned away and missed it.

Pride's soul world is red. consistency...

Ed wins his fight by clapping his hands, he can learn Stonefu without impalement. Zero fight to be had, but no Kimble so maybe everything is ok. Also he says Pride as the manga does rather than Selim the anime went with. And proper final dialogue, but that’s the anime running out of time’s fault and possibly an earlier draft, can’t complain.

RIP Pr-- I CAN’T EVEN SAY THAT. STILL! Your murderous intent has failed me again Edo. That red coat should be for covering Al up Edooo. Nooo

Riza’s made her way downstairs. Izumi did not give Roy a lift on the pillar. Oh yeah I’d better mention that Sig is not here to fight Sloth.

Blue light's coming out of Father’s mouth. Oh he was charging his mouth blast. This time it was an accident rather than him waiting for Ed to appear.

Hoho’s defense stance actually protected Izumi instead.

I like Father’s glitter slippers.

I always wonder why Roy claps his hands to do his alchemy. Like, he still needs to snap to make a spark right? I know his hands are wrecked so that might not be doable, but where’s the spark coming from. I guess he does still snap, but the glove pattern is ruined so has to also clap.

Ed would love to run, Hoho, but his arm is impaled. Maybe use your alchemy to take that thing from his arm.

I haven’t seen Greed in a while. All Greed has to do is not show up and he doesn’t have to die.

Welp.

Soul land is still blue. Also the lack of Stones being super common has meant they need to double back on the plot point from the first movie. A homunculus’ soul can die but leave their Stone intact with just regular souls I guess. Like Lust’s did, so the same here will happen to Greed to give Ling his emperor-ticket. Bring on the coup.

You didn’t need to do the helium voice for the Father crushing, movie, that aint right X3 or the sparkle noise afterwards.

Will Ling’s stone be used to fix Roy’s eyes?

Miles pulls his red eye reveal when Scar is recovering. Can’t remember if Scar knew or not in the manga before this point, but I guess not.

Shao May has finally showed up.

Roy’s staying blind I guess, he’ll have to track down Lust’s stone from movie one. At least Riza will be his eyes for the time being.

Also the scene of Scar bandaged up would have been better here and not earlier, since that’s the same day and this should be happening later. Or something.

The lady playing Pinako is sweet.

Ooh we get the afterlife scene of Hoho and Trisha. I wish that had been in the anime. The hand hold from Shunkan Sentimental is finally fulfilled. Wonder if it was a late addition or Arakawa didn’t tell them about it back then, or just a time thing since 63 ends on Hoho dying.

Winry didn’t back down to 85% on the proposal, Ed’s getting 100% this time lads.

The end, with a sepia photograph.

The pose is nice at least.

No epilogue. We don’t see Pride again so maybe he just died down there ok

The end for real.

[afrival]

Hetalia Characters and Their Music Tastes

I’ve been in the hetalia fandom for like a year now and I stg thinking abt what these bitches listen to NEVER gets old

no warnings

will feature mostly modern day music, like 1950s-2010s

I don’t know a lot of artists that don’t sing in English so there’s probably A LOT that I’m missing on here, not even including shit from like the 1800s

The Allies

Alfred:

Before He Cheats by Carrie Underwood, The Chain by Fleetwood Mac, Crazy In Love by Beyoncé

- Listens to basically everything, but particular fond of like 80s rock and early 2000s shit

- Likes country music bc ofc he does, a huge fan of Carrie Underwood, Sam Hunt, and The Band Perry

- Got his love of rock from England 💀 Especially during the like the 60s-80s when Queen, The Beatles, and Elton John really popular

- They really only bond over their love for this period of music lmao like they would absolutely go ape during karaoke

- He loves more mainstream artists like Beyoncé, Taylor Swift, Lady Gaga, all those iconic mfs

- Probably enjoys old wartime music just for nostalgias sake. Shit from the 40s and he listens to Civil War tunes (Union Dixie lmao)

- Definitely listens to musicals and forces Ivan to as well. His favorites are Hamilton, Hairspray, and Chess

- LOVES LOVES LOVES The Backstreet Bogs holy shit. This man had a whole phase where he dressed like they did. Don’t even dare play I Want It That Way because he WILL sing along

- Speaking of which he’s actually a really good singer, like he probably used to sing at clubs and shit back in the day

- It’s very specific but I imagine his voice to sound like Taron Egerton’s cover of “Crocodile Rock” by Elton John

Arthur:

Killer Queen by Queen, Set Fire to the Rain by Adele, Tiny Dancer by Elton John

- Old man who had a weird punk phase in the 90s. Definitely listens to The Beatles and Gorillaz

- Like I said, he and Alfred bond over Queen and Elton and Bon Jovi and FUCKING Michael Jackson

- Refuses to admit he really likes Elvis

- Oh boy. He had so much fun in like late 2000s and early 2010s— Panic at the Disco, MCR, Green Day, he absolutely got his ears pierced during this time

- Doesn’t listen to like current mainstream music that much he will sob to Adele and probably really likes the Cry Baby album by Melanie Martinez.

- Francis plays so much Lady Gaga in the car that at this point he really likes her music

- He likes Ed Sheeran I am so sorry </3 and he absolutely gets bullied for it

- He can sing too honestly? I know I just said he listens to Ed Sheeran but I honestly think he kinda sounds like him too just maybe a little deeper

- Listen to Galway Girl and you’ll get a basic idea of what I imagine he sounds like

Ivan:

Dance and Cry by Mother Mother, Baby One More Time by Britney Spears, смерти Больше нет by IC3PEAK

- THIS MANS MUSIC TASTE MAKES NO SENSE. It ranges from fucking Aerosmith to Ic3peak to Lady Gaga

- Literally has every Mother Mother album downloaded and probably on Vinyl bc he’s a fucking dweeb

- Also a huge musical stannie, loves Wicked and Hairspray

- He and Al will split the parts to sing along to in the car

- Alfred made him listen to Britney Spears ONCE in like the 90s and now he’s obsessed

- Speaking of the 90s he went absolutely fucking ape during this time. The USSR wasn’t very big on western music but when it fell there was a HUGE influx of it and suddenly like it was just his favorite thing ever

- Alfred also got him into Carrie Underwood, literally lost of his music taste comes from Alfred forcing him to listen to shit

- During the 70s/80s he got really into Fleetwood Mac and Aerosmith, maybe even a little bit of disco but not a lot

- Went to a club with Al a few times and he won’t ever forget dancing to Footloose by Kenny Loggins at like one in the morning and having the absolute time of his life, easily one of his favorite memories

- Like I get so soft thinking about him just letting loose and actually having fun, even though he was very stiff and shit during the 1900s

- He can’t sing LMAO but my friend and I said once that he could lowkey rap really well and now it’s all I think about

Francis:

From Eden by Hozier, La Vie En Rose by Edith Piaf, Primadona by Marina

- If you look up the gay agenda his playlist would just show up

- I mean seriously he has it all: Lana Del Rey, Taylor Swift, Beyoncé, Katy Perry, Lady Gaga, and Lorde

- HOWEVER she does really enjoy softer sounding music. Edith Piaf, Louis Armstrong, and Vera Lynn are favorites of his

- Listens to the Les Mis soundtrack like once a month

- REALLY REALLY loves Hozier, like a whole lot. He’s probably one of his favorite artists along with Sufjan Stevens

- Even more of his homo playlist includes Marina, Madonna and Troye Sivan

- Bullies Arthur for liking Ed Sheeran but he also really likes Ed Sheeran, just refuses to admit it

- Stromae ofc 🙄🤚 can’t just not include like the most popular French musician or whatever

- He can also sing but he sounds kinda raspy, it’s nice tho

Yao:

- I don’t think he listens to music LMAO, if he does it’s probably instrumental

The Axis

Ludwig:

Elastic Heart by Sia, From Now On from The Greatest Showman, Natural by Imagine Dragons

- Also doesn’t really listen to music but my friend said that when he does it ranges from classical to heavy metal

- For some reason I think he really likes Sia, he seems like a Sia kind of guy

- Doesn’t listen to Hozier but really loves Take Me to Church

- Most of his music listening comes from giving Feli the aux in the car

- The whore listens to Imagine Dragons like he fucking loves them

- When The Greatest Showman came out he had the soundtrack on repeat for a solid month, From Now Onis one of his favorite songs ever

- Cannot sing Jesus Christ do not let him near a mic

Feliciano:

Thank u, next by Ariana Grande, Break My Stride by Matthew Wilder, Bella Ciao by Manu Pillas

- Pop music! So much pop!

- Loves Ariana Grande and Conan Gray

- Probably listens to A LOT of classical because of his time with Austria

- His music taste is kinda all over the fucking place and it’s mostly happy and peppy shit

- Weirdly tho he listens to GRLwood? Like it’ll just shhow up on shuffle and suddenly he’s an entire different person

- Will listen to absolutely everything just to find something that Ludwig likes, was so proud of himself when Ludwig really ended up loving The Greatest Showman

- Doesn’t sing but plays like 5 instruments. Violin and piano are his faves

Kiku:

It’s Been So Long by The Living Tombstone, Faded by Alan Walker, Ophelia by The Lumineers

- LISTEN. LISTEN. HE LOVES VIDEO GAME MUSIC AND FUCKING THE LIVING TOMBSTONE

- The fnaf songs are his guilty fucking pleasures, he fucking loves them

- Loves loves loves the Undertake Soundtrack

- Listens to a lot of anime openings 💀 Me too tbh they’re so good at for what

- Big fan of TheFatRat

- In general he enjoys techno shit? Idk what the word is but it’s a lot of instrumental

- Listens to regular music as well (The Lumineers especially)

- Likes listening to Elvis because it makes him happy to see Alfred having fun

- Feli also introduces him to a lot of music but he can never fucking remember the names of the songs or artists

- He hums a lot rather than sings, and it’s really soft and gentle

If anybody wants any more characters lmk bc I love coming up with these, also I do have playlists for these bitches 😎✌️ Spotify is in my linktree (bio)

[anthropwashere]

deadfic: where our design has failed

Yet more deadfic for @goodintentionswipfest! What if 3.2k of horrible Briggs-time bodyswap AU :)

Title comes from Dessa’s “Poor Atlas.”

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Everything fills in hazy, unhurried and out of focus. It takes a minute to realize he’s not at the bottom of the mineshaft anymore, instead laying in some other abandoned building. Near him are dim shapes, metal probably from how the light plays off the edges. There are people a bit beyond that, talking indistinctly by a fire. He must have passed out. Idiot, for passing out after losing so much blood. That’s a good way to die.

So where is he now? Who saved him? No one was there but Kimblee’s men. Maybe Major Miles and his snipers got down to him, were able to get him to a medic in time? He tries to move but nothing happens. Is he that weak? He can’t feel anything, so he’s either that out of it or he’s been drugged. That’d be new. He looks over at the people huddled in a circle on the ground a few feet in front of him, about to ask what’s going on. He gasps. He recognizes them all, but they shouldn’t be—they can’t be—

“Wait, what?” His voice sounds strange to his ears, tinny and echoing. Hearing damage maybe? That was a pretty damn big explosion Kimblee set off right under his feet.

They all twist to look at him, Winry close enough to see the relief light up her face. She looks okay. Shit, he hopes he didn’t make her cry again. That bar through his gut—he hadn’t dreamed that, had he? Or maybe it hadn’t been as bad as it looked, like a head wound. Head wounds bleed like crazy but he’s never had a stitch for all the times he’s busted his forehead open. 

“Al!” WInry exclaims, rushing to him, the Xingese girl a step behind. Winry falls to her knees, and they’re face-to-face like he’s sitting up. Weird, he probably shouldn’t be sitting up so soon. 

“Alphonse!” The Xingese girl cries. Oh good, he thinks. Al must be nearby. Mei’s her name, isn’t it?

“Thank goodness you’re okay!” Winry says. “I was so scared you might not wake up, I didn’t know what to do!”

“Sorry,” he says. “I didn’t mean to scare you. Where are we? How’d you find me?”

Winry frowns. “Don’t you remember? We dug you out of the snow ages ago.”

“Dug me out?” That doesn’t sound right at all. The skies had been clear, as far as he can remember. He would have frozen or bled out if there’d been another snowstorm before anyone found him.

Behind them he can glimpse Scar, Dr. Marcoh, the first two chimeras, and that Yoki guy all staring at him. 

“You passed out on us,” Scar says, glaring at him from by the fire. “You were too big to carry in one piece, so we split your body up.”

“My what? What the hell are you talking about?”

“Are you okay?” Winry asks. “You sound… strange.”

“I don’t—” He breaks off, the lumps in his peripheral he’d dismissed earlier clarifying to recognizable bits of metal. Two empty arms and a familiar horned helmet. “Alphonse? Hey, why’s Al in pieces?”

“Mister Alphonse?” Mei asks worriedly, but Al doesn’t answer.

“What’s wrong with him?” Yoki asks, leaning around Doctor Marcoh to stare curiously.

“Alphonse?” He calls out again, panic humming through him. Damn it, why can’t he move? “Al?”

“His voice,” Scar rumbles. “Is that…?”

“Al, wake up, this isn’t funny! Al? Al!”

Winry leans closer to him, eyes wide. “...Ed?”

“Winry, what’s go—?”

“Is that really you?”

His breath catches—

No.

No, his breath doesn’t catch. He only makes the sound of it. He’s not—

He isn’t breathing. He hasn’t been breathing. 

He tries to move again, to lean away from Winry, to sit up, to put his hands on Winry’s and demand to know why she came back for him, but nothing happens. He looks away—or no, his vision waivers and dips and he expects—hopes—to see his body, to see arms and legs and a mile’s worth of bandages, he doesn’t even need two arms and legs, he’d be happy to see a couple of empty ports so long as he sees himself—

But his body isn’t there. There’s only a concave stretch of metal, curved enough to stand upright on a packed dirt floor. A curtain of chainmail distorts the helmet sat before him, where his legs should be. He stares at the frizzed end of Al’s chopped-off hair.

“Winry,” he says. He can hear the metallic echo to his voice now, feels the absence of all the feeling that should come with talking—breath in his lungs, vibrations in his throat, muscles and bone and tendon working in tandem to articulate noise into meaningful syllables. That’s all gone. There’s just his voice, ringing out of the curved edge of a piece of steel. “What happened?”

“Is that Edward?” Mei asks. “But how is that possible? Where’s Alphonse?”

Winry covers her mouth with one hand, not quite stifling the shock that slips from her. The other reaches out to him, her gloved fingers too close to his eyes—no. Not his eyes. He doesn’t have eyes. Her fingers hover over the seal he’d drawn with his own blood four years ago to save Alphonse. “I don’t understand,” she says, her voice shaking. “How are you in Al’s armor?”

“I don’t—I don’t know.”

He thinks. How could he have ended up like this? He’d been at the bottom of a mineshaft, miraculously uncrushed by tons of rubble. But there’d been that damn rebar jutting out of his gut. He hadn’t gotten a good look at it, just felt the weight of it pressed against his spine, an agonizing strain on his abdominal muscles, heat flushing down his skin, the heavy spill of blood from his mouth. That much blood meant his stomach must have gotten torn up. Probably his intestines too. That’s a lot of damage, to go along with that much blood. He’d definitely blacked out. Lost time. But before it went dark, he’d felt….

Maybe he’d imagined it, but it… it had felt a lot like before. Like forcing his way out of Gluttony, and being eaten by Gluttony before that, and before that too, when he and Al had tried to bring Mom back.

But he couldn’t remember. If he’d passed through the Gate, he can’t remember what might have happened. Why would he even have passed through it in the first place? He sure as hell hadn’t been thinking clearly enough to open the Gate. 

“Ed?”

He looks up at Winry. She’d moved back at some point, while he’d been thinking. Mei’s come closer, knelt neatly and staring at him with her head tilted curiously. “Why’d you take Al apart?” He demands. 

“He’d collapsed,” Scar repeats.

“Collapsed? Why?”

Winry hesitates. “He said his body was pulling his soul back.”

He breathes sharply—no, no, he doesn’t. He just makes the sound, and it rings out of the blood seal noisily. “You’re sure that’s what he said? He saw his body?”

“I don’t know, he didn’t have time before—” She takes a shaky breath, her hands tangling in her lap. “Edward, I don’t know what’s going on. Where’s Alphonse? How are you here?”

If Al collapsed the moment he’d been impaled…. “One more question. How… how long has it been since Al collapsed?”

“Two hours ago, at least,” Doctor Marcoh rasps. “Why?”

His body couldn’t have lasted ten minutes in the shape he’d left it in, let alone two hours. 

“Ed?”

“I—” He stops. He has to stop. There’s too much. This is too much. His voice sounds so strange now, and now it’s all he has left. “Put—can you put me together? Please? This is—” Terrifying. He can’t feel anything, not the cold or the ground or the faint breeze playing with Winry and Mei’s hair. He can’t smell the fire. He can’t breathe. He doesn’t need to breathe. 

“—weird,” he finishes lamely.

She wants answers. He can see it in the knitting of her brow, the tense set of her shoulders. Mei too, she looks scared, and the men still by the fire. “Please,” he says again.

Winry relents. “Okay.”

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(This is where Mei realized she had to take the research notes apart, but would that still happen with Ed there instead? Prrrrobably, and then Ed’d have to be the one to suggest flipping it all around. Blur past this so it’s not a word-for-word recreation, maybe have Winry stay beside Ed and keep putting him together, and she’ll come to the conclusion he got hurt. She’ll remember his theory about his and Al’s bonded souls.)

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The breastplate disorients him badly, his vision remaining in the dark inside for a couple awful seconds before jerking up on its own, and then he’s peering out of the neckguard between the slats. The helmet isn’t as bad a jump, but the height still throws him. He’s sitting properly now, the rest of Al’s armor reassembled, and he’s eye-to-eye with Winry.

He didn’t try moving while they buckled Al’s armor back together, said little when Winry gently tried to pry answers from him. He’s trying not to think about his body, sprawled in a pool of blood that’s probably frozen over by now. He’s trying not to think of the implications, of knowing for sure there’s no going back to his body, when they’d hung onto hope for Alphonse’s and finally got the first real shred of proof that it was feasible to restore him.

He’s trying not to think about what this means for Alphonse, and failing pretty hard at that.

“That’s the last of it,” Doctor Marcoh says, patting—some part of Al’s armor. He wasn’t looking to see where, but he hears the metal ring out. “How’s it feel?”

Like nothing. Not like the pins and needles of numbness or the phantom sensations he gets in his automail sometimes. Just… nothing. He is aware. He hears and he sees, and that’s all he has.

He tries a hand first, and it moves easily into his peripheral, huge leather fingers squeezing into a fist at the barest brush of thought. He’d expected resistance. Reluctance, at least. But Al had only ever struggled to adjust to the size of the armor. There’d been a lot of dents knocked into the walls and doorframes of the Rockbell house before Al had gotten used to it.

“Are you okay?” Mei asks with surprising gentleness. Ed looks at her, bundled up and still shivering, and he can’t feel anything at all.

He did this to Al, four years ago. He’d thought he’d understood just what it meant, to be a smear of blood in a suit of armor. He’d been such a fool.

“I will be,” he says softly, and sets his arm down. He watches it, like he’d had to watch his right arm and left leg constantly, when he’d still been adjusting to them too. He’s got to be careful. He doesn’t have anything else to gauge his reach or his strength with now.

“Ed,” Winry starts again, but hesitates when he looks at her. Her jaw is set, her mouth a pale slash in her face. Beside her, the others are quiet and attentive. Waiting to understand.

Ed makes a sound like sighing that hums all wrong in his empty chest. “I… I really messed up this time.”

“What happened?” Scar asks.

Maybe because it’s Scar who asks it’s easy to let it spill out. Someone he doesn’t like, someone he truly hates; it cancels out all the panic threatening to drag him under and leave him a babbling wreck. He just ends up numb, and the words are easy. “Kimblee knew it was a setup from the start. Him and his other two chimera got the jump on me—” He glares at the two chimera, who only shrug. “I took care of them easy enough. I thought I got the better of Kimblee too, but it turned out he had more than one philosopher’s stone.”

Doctor Marcoh inhales sharply. Ed drops his gaze, looks at the leather gauntlets in Al’s—in his—lap. The spikes along his forearm scrape against his thigh as he shifts, out of habit rather than out of any discomfort. He watches a small gloved hand touch his wrist, Winry crouching to look up at him. Her eyes are shiny, like she’s holding back tears. His fault again.

“Ed, please. What happened?”

“That bastard blew up the mineshaft,” he whispers. He tugs his arm free of Winry’s, pressing the glove to his side, where he’s pretty sure the rebar had pierced. The sound of a leather glove patting against leather straps. He feels nothing. “I survived the fall okay, but…”

“...But?” Winry prods in a quivering whisper. Edward makes the sound of a sigh again, unable to meet her eyes. There's no way she won’t cry about this. He can’t blame her at all.

“There… I was hurt. Really hurt this time. And there weren't any soldiers nearby who might have seen me fall. So I… I don't think I survived.”

=

It’s been a few days since the mineshaft, though Al can’t be sure how many. At least two, but less than five? Probably less than five. He hopes it’s been less than five days. 

It’s very disorienting, to lose time like this. To have slept, even if it’s been the hazy in-and-out sleep of unconsciousness and strong pain medication. He hasn’t slept in four years, after all.

However long it’s been, this is the most alert he’s been yet. Hand-in-hand with that, this is the most aware he’s been of how wrong everything feels. He has cold Northern air filling his respiratory system, oxygenating the blood his heart is pumping through his vascular system, a digestive system growling for more than the thin broth the doctors allow despite the recent holes punched and patched through his stomach. His muscles are sore. His wounds throb. His stumps ache despite the Northern automail. His skin itches, wanting for a shower. He has to pee.

All his, because he’s inhabiting this body. But it isn’t his. He has no right to be in this body at all, is horrified at this—this trespass he’s committed. This is his brother’s body, perhaps only still alive because of his use of Kimblee’s philosopher’s stone—and though he can justify it all he likes, can insist that this body would have died if he hadn’t used it, he knows with absolute certainty that his brother will be furious with him when he finds out.

Wherever Ed’s soul has ended up, anyway.

He keeps hoping this is a dream, even though it was impossible for him to dream in the armor. This can’t be real. This can’t really be happening.

“So that’s that,” he says.

He’s finally finished explaining things—to the best of his ability—to the two chimera that had saved his soul and Ed’s body. It’s taken a while, both because of the sheer amount he had to tell them as well as adjusting to the sheer amount of effort it takes to make a badly injured body keep talking. Impalement aside, he’s just not used to how much goes into talking. There’s a mouth and tongue and teeth, figuring out where to breathe between words, vibrations in his vocal chords, the weariness of his healing body tugging him to sleep without realizing it until he wakes up again, the soreness that comes with talking at length when you’re in no position to. He’s exhausted again, struggling to keep his eyes open. Judging from the dubious expressions the chimera are both giving him, it’s clear the conversation isn’t over yet.

“You sure you didn’t land on your head when you fell down the mineshaft?” Heinkel asks skeptically. 

“Well no,” Al says. “It wasn’t me that fell down it, after all. I just woke up with the beam through Brother’s stomach.��� Literally. He swears he can still taste blood, though he’s rinsed his mouth out every time he’s been awake enough to ask for water.

Heinkel and Darius grimace. 

“Look, Elric,” Darius begins uncertainly. Al can appreciate the neutral use of their last name. Whether they believe him or not, it’s better than them calling him Fullmetal. That was annoying enough when he was in the armor. “We’re not alchemists. We were just soldiers before we got dragged into a lab and made into what we are now. This is… this is a lot to swallow.”

“I doubt most alchemists would readily believe it either,” Al says, giving them a weak smile. That just makes them look more uncomfortable.

“Well you sure are talking differently than when we were fighting.” Heinkel sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.

====

NOTES

Ed injured in the mineshaft

Al pulled into the Gate, facing his body which smiles and points behind him. He sees Ed’s Gate and Ed’s truth sitting before it with Ed’s withered limbs, and It grins at him as both Gates open. He expects the hands to pull him through his own Gate but instead it’s the hands from Ed’s that swallow him. He manages to twist in time to see the hands from his own curling around an empty stretch of air, and wonders—but the darkness swallows him

Al wakes up in a riot of agony, confused and overwhelmed because feeling and also agony. He’s briefly overwhelmed by the sensations and realizes that hey, shit hell damn fuck, this is Ed’s body he’s somehow ended up in and it is dying very quickly. The automail throws him too, reacting not half as fluidly as it seemed to for Ed, but he manages to sever the rebar and kind of wriggles around trying to place where he’s at. Spots the philosopher’s stone but it’s definitely out of reach, and his vision’s starting to spot. Hears the chimeras over his ragged breathing, frees them, begs them to help save his brother. They assume Ed’s just gone out of it with blood loss but help readily enough. Darius gives him the stone, asks if he even knows the first thing about bio-alchemy. Al says he picked up some here and there, but really the stone ought to be enough. He apologizes, but he has to justify using a stone to save his brother’s body. Heinkel yanks the rest of the rebar out and Alphonse heals what he can. The stone helps but frankly he really only has a haphazard knowledge of human anatomy, and he hasn’t had a body in four years, so hey, he definitely still passes the fuck out.

Meanwhile Ed comes to the conclusion that his body died and his soul—somehow—got booted into Al’s armor at the expense of booting Al back into his body. He wouldn’t hesitate to trade another limb to get Al’s soul back because he doesn’t deserve to rot in that place with Truth laughing at him, but all he’s got left is his soul and that’s an equivalency he can’t afford. He has no idea what will happen if the armor rejects him or he tries human transmutation, and he has to be selfish for now. Al would understand, right?

Al will have a scene at the doctors’, having explained what the hell to Darius and Heinkel and likewise being filled in as best as they understand it. They’re shaken at the thought of what’s happened to the Elrics but believe it readily enough, considering they’re impossible creatures. He’ll struggle with the automail, surprised that he’s having more difficulty with the steel than the flesh. 

[worryinglyinnocent]

So, I’ve been having terrible trouble with sleep lately and I’ve ended up doing a lot of that kind of cat-napping type sleep, where you’re half-asleep and your mind’s wandering off to places and you’re half-dreaming, but you’re not fully unconscious and you’re still half-aware of your surroundings. (EG: I can hear that the TV is on and there are people talking but I can’t focus on what they’re saying, I’m just aware that they’re talking.)

Anyway, my brain’s decided to come up with some truly weird ideas whilst in this weird state, because conscious-brain will think up a concept, and then unconscious-brain just takes that and runs with it in a truly crazy dream. 

This is the latest one:

Conscious brain had an idea for a nice, fluffy, alchemy-less modern AU for FMA:B which everyone is alive and Ed and Al are at high school, and Hohenheim and Trisha both teach at that school (chemistry and biology respectively). 

Unconscious brain added the following details without conscious brain’s knowledge or approval:

Bradley’s the principal, everyone is convinced he’s an evil genius with a lair under the school.

Sheska’s the librarian.

Armstrong coaches the football team and gets super-emotional when they win. And when they lose. And when they draw.

Falman teaches history and students can easily distract him from their actual lessons by getting him to rattle off military history facts.

Hohenheim and Trisha still have a pretty substantial age gap & Hohenheim was Trisha’s teacher; she had a massive crush on him straight away but he was never interested in her until after she returned to teach and he got to know her as a colleague instead of a student. (He’s still completely clueless about interacting with normal human beings...)

Ed does not realise the above, thinks they got together whilst still student and teacher and goes to Trisha for advice on ‘how do you get away with having an illegal relationship with your teacher’ after developing a crush on... I have no idea, insert name of adult character here, this school is massive literally all the adult characters are on the staff in some shape or form. On being told the reality, he locks himself in the biology prep room for five hours in embarrassment. 

(My brain then went off on a tangent about whether or not American high schools have science prep rooms before I decided fuck it, Amestris is a fictional place so I’ll play piecemeal and mash up US and UK if needs be.)

Trisha knows all the staff secrets - who’s dating who etc - and runs regular betting pools on when people will get together, who’ll make the first move, who’ll get pregnant. 

She’s aiming to fund Ed and Al’s college education with this. 

[steve0discusses]

The Fullmetal Alchemist Live Action Movie Part 7: More Philosopher Stones than their PC Farm Can Possibly Render

So last we left off, a bunch of weird stuff was happening. Mustang just set Envy on fire, Lust and Gluttony kind of walked up from stage left, and Ed and Hawkeye just broke out of bougie jail and barged through a chain link fence on some Jeep. Good thing Mustang is here to explain it all to us:

(FYI I am so bad at spelling homunculus. I don’t even know which way is real anymore.)

What is incredible about this movie is just how much everyone else already knows, while Ed knows freaking nothing. Also, if you know about homunculi, then you know about sorcerer stones, and you’d know about...most of the things in Fullmetal Alchemist. Assuming that Mustang, who can look at a homunculus tattoo and be like “yep that’s a homunculus” doesn’t know anything else is kind of a big leap.

This actor had fun. I legitimately enjoy the actor who plays Mustang, I really do.

Anyway, we do get a little bit more explanation at this point by going back to the part where Hughes dies and just...showing it a second time but with this extra  reveal:

(see Hughes die yet again under the cut because this movie did it not just once but twice)

It’s at this point that Hughes turns to the phone and in his dying breath is like “It’s lab 5, go to the old POW camp, at lab 5” but not only did I think that the person on the line was the general (Because Hughes originally said it was the general) apparently now the person on the line is...Mustang? And that’s why Mustang knew about lab 5?

Like it’s...it’s just kind of confusing. I know this plot because I’ve seen the anime, but if you have not seen the anime beforehand or read the books, you’d be so freakin up a creek right now about why we saw this scene twice, and why it was completely different both times.

To make things even more confusing, that whole Tucker side plot is so random, that not even our baddies know what is going on with that whole Tucker side plot.

Anyway we have to give Gluttony and Envy have to do something in order to make their presence make sense. Honestly Gluttony just needs to have a single line in this movie.

Just everything is that same shiny neutral Phong. Look at all that Phong. Like other parts of this movie are passable, this was just so hilariously overlooked.

And like I dunno if this was a teeth harness or not but damn. Damn that looks stupid from the back, hahaha. He kind of lumbers slowly after these 9 dudes (same extras we’ve seen everywhere else, ps—this is still just the same guys) and it’s not all that scary because like...they can easily outrun him. The only way you can die to Gluttony is if you trip and then take a nap for a little bit.

Mustang gets hurt and it’s kind of funny how they shot it. It was actually rough to cap because they have to do so many tricks to not show us exactly what is happening, so they rely on sounds, on zooming in on people’s shocked expressions, because they Do Not Have The Budget to do more than this.

I don’t remember if this happened in the anime, too. Like from this point forward everything is kind of like “can you spot the source material?” because it’s just become so jumbled at this point.

Ed, who as you can imagine is a bundle of emotions by default, suddenly gets really protective of his mean Dad although like...we’ve barely made Mustang seem like a Father. Hell, we’ve barely made Ed seem like a kid. Why would he get weird and conflicted now?

Just the awkward teenage energy that only occasionally stems off of Ed is very unpredictable.

This is a full grown man.

Finally, we make it to Lab Number Five, the correct one this time. It’s got an alchemy circle…

It’s got a ceiling full of...zombie corpses, if you squint real good because I have to shrink all these images (Yes, they fit in the zombie corpses, but could not fit in the North or Father or Ling Yao or like anything Armstrong) It’s got everything that we need to put that nail into that Fullmetal Alchemist coffin, but ran out of time to fully explain or do.

It’s even got Al!

Yep, this is happening now, this part of the show. Ed is just having a WILD TIME trying to keep up with it and so are we.

So apparently Shou could just turn Al “off” this whole time. This explains why Al was just chilling under a blanket for 36 hours, but like...doesn’t really explain how Shou can do this or why he is bothering to do it right now.

But we need Shou because...well someone has to tell Ed what the plot is and what he should be doing at this very moment.

(Winry is here too)

So, with the threat of Winry getting shot in the head, Shou Tucker demands that Ed make it impossible to do any magic, because magic is very expensive and hard to animate. I could be wrong...but I’m pretty sure he also took off his right arm in the show at some point nearish to the end...I think? Forgive me, everything before 2020 is kind of a haze in my memory.

PS him ripping his hand off with all these sparks everywhere gave me serious Star Wars prequel vibes that I can’t explain. Something about the CGI, something about this contrived mess was like “Ah, I’ve felt this insanity before...long ago in a simpler time” and it was kind of nostalgic for me.

GOL LOOK AT THAT.

This Mickey Mouse glove just hot chilling on that sparking end. Hahaha I love it so much!

Shou just...delivers one of the most important reveals, sending Ed on a bit of a spirit journey because the stones he’s wanted for so long are actually very bad.

As you can imagine, because Ed likes to freak out, he has a big ass freak out, to top all freak outs. This actor spent like sooo much of his time just screaming at the ground. Which, I mean this is a shonen, so that checks out.

I’m just letting you know in case you decide to watch this movie and you have some epilepsy issues--skip this part. Just skip it. I don’t personally have it, but like...they went kind of extra in this part.

Now unlike the show, this movie has like...no apology for Dr Marcoh. Freakin stabbed him through the chest and was like “I don’t care if it means we can’t have the original FMA ending I freakin hate this guy” and you know...good on you, movie. Dr Marcoh was a really bad person. Thank you for not even attempting to justify this godawful man.

This crazy ass fanfiction movie.

Anyway, Shou directs Ed to look 10 feet up to get the rest of that juicy content. That Juicy FMA DLC that was within eye distance this entire time but youknow...cropped offscreen so it just didn’t exist.

Can’t believe this wasn’t the FIRST THING you’d notice when coming into this room, since Ed has been hardwired for red stones for like 10+ years. But youknow.

Anyways, we’re getting a ton of visual elements from FMA, just checking off that check list here in the last 1/3 of the movie. But wait, it gets weirder.

What I love about this is that Shou tells us all of this stuff because I guess Ed asked for Philosopher stones once, and even Shou is like...heyyy I figured it out! But like...hell would anyone even want to do this though?

Because that’s what happens when you have Shou freakin Tucker reveal the big master plan when he is not the big master. Like this explains nothing about Father, about Ed’s Dad, about the homunculi, about the corpses in the ceiling, like there’s just no explanation, other than just –“hey! Look at this atrocity I found just now!”

There is actually a horror element to that, where you don’t need to explain everything if you’re doing horror. If this were a horror movie, this would probably...be fine. You could have a fully explained movie by just saying “they turned POW camp people into rocks and now the zombies are here!” and that would be fine.

But it’s just...that isn’t this movie. I had so many expectations. And honestly...I expected way too much from 1.5 hours of content.

So Shou pulls a gun on Ed, which makes sense. Ed is lookin to make stones, and if stones are made out of people—then it’s time to kill Ed. First thing that make sense in this movie, but I don’t know if it makes sense coming from Shou freakin Tucker who made it seem like he just wanted to kill Ed because Ed got him arrested that one time.

It may have been just the translation on my end but like...Shou’s reason for pulling a gun out here was a little nonsense. But Shou himself is already a little nonsense anyway.

So we say goodbye, for the last time, being honest—he’s fully dead—he’s not coming back—to Shou Freakin Tucker. You were a mess Shou. I won’t miss you.

And if I forgot that this guy comes back, I fully apologize ahead of time, but I am 99% positive that I remembered that this guy never comes back.

(He might come back.)

And then Lust is like “Hakuro why did you do that? Like what are you even doing???”

And everyone else is like “Oh, the General. Of course. Why didn’t I uhhh….see that coming?”

Because they had to condense a whole bunch of corrupt Generals for this movie into one character, and so I guess Hakuro took it for the team?

Also these guys are here.

Just every single person standing in this room is pretty confused, as you can imagine. No one really expects to open up Volume 2 of FMA and it’s accidentally printed the last page of the entire series.

Anyway, that’s all for this 15 minutes (It was actually a little short 15 because there was ton of caps) I’m very tired because I did this workout routine with bro that was like 300 squats and I don’t know what day it is. I wrote “update blog” in my bullet journal (because it’s January, so I’m bullet journaling) so I’m just gonna do that because I want to use this green sparkly jelly pen and cross off all of today. Mm. Satisfying.

https://steve0discusses.tumblr.com/tagged/fma/chrono

[beldaroot]

anita if u are still doing the ask thing… kny and it!!

i'll do anything for you my beloved morgan!

for kny:

favorite male character: *zenitsu voice* TANJIROOOOOO, he's just too good for this world, too pure!

favorite female character: nezuko! that's my daughter! she's adorable as a demon and human it's incredible!

least favorite character: hm, i feel like i haven't met all the characters fully to truly hate them, but probably genya since i hated how grabbed onto that child's hair so aggressively!

prettiest character: giyuu! i saw an image of him and was like... i'm going to watch this show now lol but i also think shinobu is beautiful!

funniest character: a tie between zenitsu and inosuke! the way both of their dreams in mugen train made me cry laughing!

favorite season: n/a

favorite episode: i have to agree with you and say s1ep19! the animation and techniques used were out of this world and i'm still thinking about it daily!

favorite romantic ship: there aren't really any ships right now? but i like the idea of giyuu/shinobu, i think her teasing and his obliviousness are super cute!

favorite family ship: tanjiro and nezuko, of course! they remind me of both killua and alluka and ed and al and that's enough for me to go crazy!

favorite friend ship: tanjiro and inosuke! i love how they motivate each other in the most ridiculous yet caring ways! also inosuke getting those bubbles of awe whenever tanjiro praises him is the cutest thing :')

worst ship: again, i don't know what ships are in this show. but i'm sure there are a bunch of weird ones that include evil demons which i wouldn't be a fan of.

for it:

favorite male character: eddie!!!!!! my son, the light of my life!!!

favorite female character: was rereading parts of the book and i forgot how much i love kay? she's amazing so i'll probably say her :)

least favorite character: sonia, fuck that bitch!

prettiest character: stan! i think that's really just my love for andy bean's face and bum talking lol

funniest character: oh eddie 100%. sorry richie, but eddie doesn't even have to try and he's got me cackling!

favorite season: n/a

favorite episode: n/a

favorite romantic ship: i'm a reddie warrior through and through! but i love hanbrough, stanpat, and benverly too <3

favorite family ship: mike and his parents, and i curse andy muschiettit every day for robbing us of them! also, the losers as seven are a found family :')

favorite friend ship: bill and richie!! bichie rights always.... they literally call each other their best friend multiple times... cannot be beat, especially after the neibolt/werewolf scene! but you know i'm also a sucker for my trio: bill, richie, and eddie :')

worst ship: anything containing the bowers gang or pennywise, y'all require help. eddie with a girl. also i don't like sto/zier... sorry their fans ruined them for me :/

[imagining-supernatural]

The First Conversation

Part 14 of Seventy Percent

Series Summary: When you left on your trip to Vegas, you’d planned on letting loose for one last weekend before heading back to reality and getting your affairs in order so your best friend wouldn’t be left cleaning up your mess when your cancer finally ended your life. What you hadn’t counted on was waking up married to a celebrity who has a knight-in-shining-armor complex, connections with an oncologist, and amazing insurance…

Chapter Summary: Jasmin saw the interview with Sebastian and has some things to say

Word Count: 1,198

“Sebastian Stan?!?” Jasmin’s voice yelled over the phone as soon as you said hello.

“Good morning to you too,” you said, amused. Seb looked up from where he was eating breakfast next to you and grinned. Even if your volume hadn’t been up high on your phone, he still would have been able to hear her exclamation. Hell, everyone from Salt Lake to New York probably heard her.

“You’re married to Sebastian Stan.”

“I’m guessing you saw his interview last night.”

“I almost called you at one o’ clock this morning when I saw it online. But then I remembered that you’re not supposed to fly commercial and you would have definitely flown over here to beat the shit out of me for waking you up so early but BABE! You’re married to Sebastian Stan.”

“Yeah. I think we’ve established that.”

Seb motioned from himself to your phone, raising an eyebrow. With a soft chuckle you put your phone down and turned on speakerphone.

“Mornin’ Jasmin,” he greeted.

There was silence for a second before she mumbled a soft holy fuck. “G-good morning Sebastian!”

“It’s nice to finally talk to you,” he said, smiling. “Thanks for your advice on how to deal with bitchy Y/N.”

“You’re fucking welcome. Thanks for taking care of her.”

“You’re fucking welcome,” he repeated her words back at her, tossing you a wink. “She’s not so bad to be around. Makes it easy.”

Another round of silence fell and you could tell she was freaking out over talking to one of her favorite celebrities. So, you changed the subject. “Hey Jaz, I was actually going to call you yesterday, but it got a little crazy.”

“Oh yeah! You had your scans, right?” Her voice seemed normal, at least. But, knowing her, she was still freaking out. Maybe bouncing up and down on her bed. Dancing around. Who knows?

“Yeah. The tumor shrunk a bit.”

“Finally! So it’s working, right? That’s good news?”

“Yeah, it is. Uh, the doctors gave us two options on how to proceed.” You ignored her little squeak when you said the word us. “Since it’s still slower progress than they hoped, we can either get more aggressive or keep going with the current route. Jason and I—sorry, Seb and I” you ignored how she softly repeated Seb like she still couldn’t believe it and Seb’s questioning look at your slip, “—decided to keep going how it is. It’ll be slower progress, but if it’s working, why risk a change?”

“And,” he added, giving you a look that begged an explanation for your Jason comment. Mentally, you added explain why you referred to him as Jason Momoa when talking to Jasmin to your to-do list. “If it stops working, we can always change to the more aggressive option.”

“But it’s gonna work,” she said resolutely. Even in her shock at your husband’s identity, you could still count on Jasmin to be your number one cheerleader.

“Yeah,” you agreed, sharing a smile with Seb. “Yeah, it is.”

He leaned over and kissed your head before standing. “I’m going to go finish getting ready. Sean should be here in about fifteen minutes.”

“I’ll be ready.”

His hand was on your shoulder as he leaned closer to you and your phone. “Nice talking to you, Jaz. Take care.”

“You too! Take care of our girl… Seb.” You had to bite your lip to stop the giggle at her hesitance using his nickname, and a glance at Seb mirrored your face.

“Always. Fifteen minutes, Y/N.”

“I got it,” you said, pretending to be annoyed as you took your phone off speaker. “Now leave me to my girl talk.”

“Holy shit,” she breathed. “Holy fuck.”

“Deep breaths, Jaz.”

“I just talked to Sebastian Stan.”

“He’s not that great,” you said. “I mean, he hates Weird Al so…”

“But he’s taking care of you! Everything he’s done for you! Babe, how are you not freaking out?”

Oh, you were. But for different reasons. Mainly the starting to have more than just friendly feelings kind of reasons. “Okay, fine. He is pretty awesome. More than pretty awesome, actually. But you really need to get over your star-struck-ed-ness. He’s just a guy. Does what any other guy would do. I mean, staying married to a complete stranger so she can use your insurance and stay in your home while she becomes a bitch through her cancer treatments and yells at you for caring and still sticking around. Definitely something anyone would do,” you said facetiously.

“Oh yeah,” she responded in kind. “Sure. Definitely a normal human reaction. Have you kissed him yet? I mean, I guess you kissed him in Vegas, right? Had to have consummated your marriage and all that. But you said you don’t really remember that night so it doesn’t really count and—”

“Jaz! Drop it. It’s not like that.”

“Make it like that.”

“Not right now. I can’t.”

“So you do like him like that.”

“I—I don’t know.” You were carefully choosing your words, knowing that Seb might be able to overhear anything you said and you weren’t in the frame of mind to complicate things. Not when you still weren’t sure why he’d insisted on you sleeping in his bed with him last night. “It’s… I just don’t know, Jaz.”

“Which, in Y/N language, means that you looove him. You want to kiiiiss him. You want to have his baaabies. You want—”

“Whoa! Slow your roll. Let’s not misquote shows, okay? That’s treason.”

“But I’m not wrong.”

“Yeah, you are.” Was that a lie? You had no idea. “I gotta brush my teeth before I leave for the hospital. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Mm-hmm,” she intoned knowingly. “Sure. It’s not like you’re trying to get out of this conversation, or anything.”

“You’re gonna keep this to yourself as long as you can, right?”

You could practically see her nodding. “Yeah. And I’ll let you know if anyone comes sniffing. But Y/N. Remember the great philosopher George R. R. Martin once said, ‘Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it.’”

“No, fuck George R. R. Martin. Unless you get me a real, live, fire breathing dragon, you don’t get to quote his books at me.”

“Then who can I quote at you?”

You considered for a moment, flipping through your mental notebook of quotes until you landed on one. “How about Lev Grossman?”

“Nooo,” she groaned. “Those books are so depressing. Whatever quote you’re about to pull out of your ass is—”

“’If there’s a single lesson that life teaches us,’” you interrupted her, “’It’s that wishing doesn’t make it so.’ So, babe, wish all you want. Won’t make it that hard truth you’re lookin’ for.”

“Go brush your fucking teeth,” she said in the tone of voice that had you imagining an eye roll on her part. “And think about your life choices.”

“I will. And Jaz?”

“What?”

“Love you.”

“I love you too. Even if you are so deep in denial that you might never make it out of Egypt.”

A long groan escaped your through. “That was such a bad joke.”

Fangirl #1 Jasmin is On Board!! lol. But we get a peek into the backstory on the next part.... what do you think is in the reader’s past??

CHAPTER 15: The Backstory

[alchemic-elric]

hey, ed, have you thought about how weird it is that sol called him “brother”? it’s been bothering me for a while.

“ ‘a course I have. The first time he said it ta me is burned inta my mind. He said Brother won’t hurt’cha if ya stay still. ‘coz I was hearin’ that sonnavabitch in my head ‘gain. I could feel’im in my chest. He had me by the heart.  I could feel’im.  Al thinks I’m crazy when I say this shit. So I can’t talk ta anybody but Sol. Dad would probably think I’m insane too. 

It’s bo’herin’ you?  It’s drivin’ me insane. That whack job should not be considered family but I don’t think I have the full picture. Sol’s got a heart condition. I know he does. I can hear it when I sleep. I sleep with my head on his chest jus’ ta listen after all. I think that demon has sum’hin’ ta do with it. 

I think he’s probably been with Sol fer a real long time n’ honestly if I had sum’hin’ like that growin’ up ...I probably woulda called it brother too fer as fucked up as that is. Al usta call his teddy bear his brother so I mean, we make attachments ta things n’ use names ta try ta soften the blow’a what they really ‘re.  I don’t know how long he’s been treaten’ Sol the way he has - ‘er how long he’s been in Sol’s heart. I know the realm’a his heart was corrupted. I saw it. I saw the darkness fall away. There’s not sposed’ta be darkness in Sol’s heart. 

But yet that fucker’s there anyway.” 

[ruinsofxerxes]

Hi there! I'm re-watching FMA and I was wondering if you could answer a question for me. If not it's totally okay! But how does Father block off alchemy in Amestris? How exactly does that work? And if he controls it, then how do they get it "back on" during the Promised Day and after Father dies?

OOOH BOOYY OOOOKKAY MY FRIEND ARE WE SURE WE’RE READY FOR THIS CONVO BECAUSE IT’S A LOT. I just excitedly clapped my hands together because I’m such a freakin geek so excited to talk about this lmao

OKAY SO. Scar explains this in episode 61. In Amestris, alchemists are taught that the power of alchemy comes from the movement of the earth’s crust, Father taught this to the country when he arrived like 400 years earlier. BUT THAT’S NOT TRUE. Father was actually sending out the power of his philosopher’s stone throughout the country, so alchemists in amestris were actually using the souls from a stone to power their alchemy foR HUNDREDS OF YEARS. IT WAS ALL FATHER’S POWER. That was why he was able to shut it off (i’m not entirely sure HOW he can just do that on a whim but yeah?) anyway that’s why he was hooked up to all those crazy wires in his weird cave hangout.

Scar’s brother was the one to figure all this out, and began to implement a reversal circle using the country-wide transmutation circle as a base to restore amestris’s alchemy to come from limitless power of the earth’s energy (which is what Alkahestry does). This is also why the Xing gang felt something was so off with Amestris, they were sensing the souls being used to power the country.

ANYWAY. SCAR the KING after his fight with bradley was able to activate his brother’s array with Lan Fan’s help (and with the help of the ishvalan refugees throughout amestris, remember they showed them?) so yeah, after scar did that, the proper power was restored to amestrian alchemists, and so they were even MORE ALCHEMICALLY SKILLED after that and the fight with father gOT EVEN CRAZIER. poor ed only got to use real alchemic power for like 2 seconds before he gave it up for al lmao rip

GOD. IT’S ALL SO INSANE. WHAATTT. WHY DON’T WE EVER TALK ABOUT THIS I’M GONNA SAHDKASJDLASJD. BUT YEAH SERIOUSLY....I recommend reading chapter 106 where Scar explains all of this to Lan Fan (and 105 is when he actually activates the circle) just because the manga does a waaaayyyy better job at explaining it than brohood

[nemo1230]

About dying stars and wasted chances

Richie takes a deep breath. He could do this. He could. He wasn't a pussy. Well, actually that’s debatable. But anyway.

Just a few steps forward and he’ll see him. It's no big deal. It's only him. Him.

The surroundings are blurred, the sound muffled, like he’s underwater, barely able to grasp reality. He steps forward but it doesn’t feel real, nothing does. His eyes scan the room and of fucking course they lock with his immediately.

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Richie tilted his head back and looked at the setting sun above them. Richie and Eddie, being the stupid, reckless teenagers that they are, had decided to sit on the rooftop of Richie's house.

Well, they did have the decency to come up with an excuse as to why they were doing that, that excuse being studying, but both knew that’s not going to happen. They have never been good with paying attention to anything else whenever they were together. This definitely was a thought that has occurred to Richie more than once at late nights when he couldn't sleep, burning a hole in the ceiling from all the staring, as if by looking long enough at it, it would give some kind of answer.

They had settled quite close to the edge, the whole street stretching in front of them. They have been here for quite the while yet unsurprisingly hadn't gotten any work done; their school books lay forgotten beside them. The sun was casting pink and orange shadows that were shining down on them, painting everything in a soft, warm light. At some point Richie had quickly ran back into his house and found a bottle of wine, which Eddie hadn't been opposed to, this time even without the convincing that usually had to be done in order to have Eddie and alcohol in the same proximity. He has been getting progressively more rebellious against his mother's controlling nature and Richie couldn't be more proud.

His biggest step towards saying a huge fuck you to his mother probably was when he, with the help of Bev, had gotten a nose piercing. Richie had almost passed out when he saw it for the first time, - a small metal ring looping around his left nose wing. As if he wasn't hot enough already. Richie was positive he had done that to make him hot under the collar as much as to piss Sonia off.

Eddie had showed up to his house later that day, grinning, his eyes shining with pure excitement, a result of showing Sonia yet again that he was his own person, and could no longer be locked away from the world, controlled, manipulated. Of course, there were days when things got hard again, Eddie was struggling, and the sweet words of his mother would lure him back in, but for that Richie and the rest of the losers were ready and always rushed to remind him of how far he'd gotten.

And Richie fell. He fell hard for this boy, that he most certainly didn’t have a chance with and who was currently holding the bottle of wine with one hand, perched up on his knee, resting his chin against the neck of the bottle. He was looking past the edge of the roof, at the sunset, and appeared to be deep in thought, brows furrowed and biting his lip. His nose ring glistened from the setting sun and his hair was moving slightly with the gentle, warm wind that was passing by.

"A penny for your thoughts, spaghetti man?" Richie asked, deciding to break the silence, forever the trashmouth, never being able to be quiet for long.

"Don't call me that, dickface. You know I hate it," Eddie replied, however, he hadn't moved his eyes from where they were focused on something far away. His voice didn't hold the same intensity that it usually did. Everything he did was like that, full with burning passion, determined and fierce. Nothing about him was insubstantial or uncertain. He was pure fire, warming those he loved and burning those who he didn’t.  Well, if that didn't make Richie weak in the knees.

But now he sounded far away, his voice thin like paper, see-through almost. Something was clearly bothering him.

"Fine, whatever you say, Eddie-bear." He specifically chose that nickname, knowing that it usually riled Eddie up to no end.

Eddie’s gaze seemed to unlock from the spot where it had been focused on in order to roll his eyes yet he still didn’t look at Richie. "Ugh fuck you, that’s worse, you sound like my mother.”

"Eddie-teddy-bear then?"

"No, no fucking way."

"Spaghetti-bear?"

"Dude just shut the fuck up before I push you off this roof.” He shook his head, but kept avoiding Richie’s eyes.

Richie frowned. He could keep this up all day, and so did Eddie probably, but it was clear that something was still bothering him. Well, here goes nothing then. "But seriously, what's up dude, what were you thinking about just now? You seemed deep in thought."

Eddie signed deeply. He looked tired, like a heavy weight was put on his shoulders, dragging him down. "Dunno. Just.. I hate it at home. I hate it so much. All this?" he gestured at his nose, " and this," he lifted the wine bottle from his knee, the liquid inside shaking slightly, "is all good and fine, I finally don't need to be my mom's little puppet, but then again it feels like a fake façade that putting up because when I go home and she's there and keeps saying those things, it all crumbles down. Everything I've done seems insignificant because she says something like, see, Eddie-bear, you're going crazy without me. That is a disease, and I can help you get better, because you're sick. And I try to tune it out and I try to not let it go to my head. But.. It's hard," he rushed out, voice cracking at the end.

He still hasn't looked at Richie, admitting his true feelings still being a struggle. Richie's no stranger to that. His heart swelled uncomfortably at Eddie's words, it hurts him to no end to hear Eddie sill to this day being affected by his mother's words. Richie has never hated Sonia more. Despite the inappropriate sex jokes and all.

"Eds, please look at me," Richie whispered, trying to sound firm but even he heard the desperate tone his voice was in. However, still Eddie took a deep breath as he tilted his head back before turning it in Richie's direction, locking his eyes with his.

"Eddie, Eds, I've said this to you a million times and I will say it a million times more if I need to. You are not your mom’s puppet, and this," he made the same hand gestures Eddie did before, "does mean something. It means hell of a lot; it means you have gone a long ass way already. Few years back you wouldn't have even dared to make a fucking piercing. And look at you now. Eds, a fucking piercing! But that's not even the most important part. The most important part is that you have started to say no to your mom and that's not a façade, Eds. It's real and it does reflect in your actions. Hell, dude, you're getting hammered with me on a fucking rooftop. Whatever she says to you, it's bullshit. And I know deep down you know that too." 

It looked like the light within Eddie had started to return. Not that everything was fixed magically, which it probably won’t be ever, but at least the weight seemed to be a bit easier to carry. Eddie smiled a small smile at Richie. "Fuck, Rich. I don't even know what to say. Thank you for that, I really needed that."

Richie couldn’t help but return the smile. "Any time, Eds."

At that Eddie groaned and rolled his eyes yet again. "Okay, now would be a good time to stop calling me that.”

Richie’s smile grew into a smirk. "Not a chance, Eds!" He exclaimed, dragging out the words slowly for emphasis.

"Okay, shut the fuck up, Tozier. Do you have another one of these?" He shook the almost empty wine bottle, "Cause I want to get shit-faced.”

Richie did indeed have another one of these, or rather his parents did, but well. Sometimes you have to make certain sacrifices.

An hour, or more, nobody wasn’t counting anymore, later, both of them were pretty drunk, laughing a bit too loudly about Richie doesn't even remember what, because Eddie's laugh is the best thing in the whole god damn universe and makes him forget pretty much everything else.

They had lied down on the rooftop, shoulder to shoulder, staring up at the sky. It was clear, no clouds in sight, the stars were glistening brightly in the deep darkness that had settled around them.

Eddie went quiet for a moment, then said, "You know what's funny?"

"Your face?"

"Fuck off. No, that there are stars that like..don’t exist anymore. Or something. Like, they’ve exploded, died or whatever, but it’s still possible to see them. Because of the.. The way the light travels or something. It takes the light like hundreds, thousands or millions of light years to get here. And in that time it’s already dead. But the chances of us actually seeing that is like.. Fuck I don’t remember, but they’re like, very low. It’s weird, man. Dying stars." Eddie slurred, the alcohol clearly taking its toll on him, yet also making him all philosophical.

Apparently Richie’s drunken brain did not want to comprehend topics like that so he giggled instead and pointed his finger and him, "Damn Eds, didn't know you were a scientist."

Eddie, intending to swat the finger away, missed by long shot, instead slapping Richie’s cheek. "I'm not, I just actually pay attention in most classes unlike somebody."

"I'm like.. still better than you at al- "he hiccupped, "algebra."

Eddie let out a snort at that. "Well that's because you're a fucking nerd."

"I’m the nerd" Richie sounded outraged, "Who was just explaining me..What were we talking about? The secrets of the universe?" 

"Not really the secrets of the universe. Just weird things."

"You’re weird," Richie giggled again, shakily perching himself on his elbow.  

"Who’s to fucking speak," Eddie said, giggling himself. He lightly pushed Richie, making him almost fall flat on his back.  

"Hey!"

"You deserved it, dickface!"

"Oh, it’s on Kaspbrak!"

And how they ended up with Richie actually flat on his back and Eddie leaning over him from the side, holding him down by holding him by the wrists, they did not know nor they wanted to. They were still laughing openly until there was a sudden change in the air, making them quiet down and actually take in the sudden closeness of their bodies, as much as their drunken minds allowed.

Richie let out a shaky breath, looking down at the hem of Eddies t-shirt, suddenly afraid of what he might see upon looking up, at Eddie. Who was gently moving his thumb over Richie’s wrist.

He felt Eddie's breath next to his face and with great difficulty he lifted his eyes to look into his. Which turned out to be looking directly onto his lips. Without thinking he run his tongue over them, Eddie followed the movement and then finally lifted his gaze as well. His eyes were dark and hooded.

Richie's whole brain short-circuited right then and there, all kinds of different alarms going off in his heard at once, his heart beating out his chest. He felt like he maybe needed to say something, maybe confess right here and now, but his thoughts were all over the place and he was unable to get a grip on a single word.

And then Eddie was already moving closer and closer, getting rid of the last distance between them and placing his lips onto Richie's. And who was Richie and his drunken mind to stop that.

It was desperate and a little uncoordinated, but damn, it was the best god damn thing Riche’s ever felt. They kissed like they were starving and each other’s lips were the only thing that could save them. Like Eddie did everything, he kissed Richie with the very same burning passion, not holding back in the slightest. Richie felt his hand in his hair, pulling it not so gently, so he couldn’t help but to arch his back to get closer to Eddie, always closer. They kissed until they lost their breaths, already intoxicated brains getting even dizzier than before.  His own hand found home on Eddies jaw, and it was perfect, it was so fucking perfect, so of course it couldn’t last.

Eddie pulled away at last, leaving Richie to chase his lips and lose his balance in the process. Eddie chuckled at that, his breath ghosting over Richie's kiss swollen lips and steadied him by putting his hand on his shoulder.

Richie looked at Eddie, who was looking back at him fiercely, and then frowned. No, he had to say something, he was positive that after all this, it was a good confirmation as any that Eddie did in fact like him back, but he still needed to be sure. He still needed to hear it.

He managed to grip onto some kind of sense, trying to string together words that could possibly explain everything that he's felt for so long.  Eddie was still looking at him deeply when he finally spoke, "Eds, I-"

But Eddie cut him off, "You don’t have to worry, it's just for tonight, Rich. It doesn't have to mean anything. It's just for tonight." He sounded a bit choked up, like it hurt saying that, but that was probably from the drinking, Richie thought.

"Just for tonight.." Richie mirrored, feeling this perfect bliss falling to pieces. Eddie clearly didn’t feel the same way, if he needed to reassure that it was only one time thing. Somewhere deep in him, he may or may not have heard his heart breaking.

"Yeah.." Eddie whispered, already moving in again.

Richie had half a mind to stop this, since it clearly wasn’t what he really wanted. One night was not enough by long shot. But then again, his feeling be damned, if Eddie was kissing him here and now, then he will take his chances, because they might never come again. Yes, he might want more than one night, yes he might want a 'forever' with him or whatever, but fuck it. Sometimes in life you had to make difficult choices. And Richie made his. He met Eddie halfway, leaning up and letting his heart get more broken with each swipe of Eddies lips against his own.

Who cared about forever anyway? His forever was here and now, right on Eddie's lips that were pushing against his, in his teeth that were biting his lip, on his hands that were roaming over his body, pulling his hair, slipping under his shirt, it was in the wine that he could smell on both of their breaths, taste in Eddie’s mouth. Forever was the last rays of the dying sun, it was the stars that had probably long died; forever was this one night and this one night only. A forever hidden somewhere between 'always' and 'never'. He will hold and cherish this here and now and always and never like the stars that had already died, but still visible because of the impossible ways that the universe worked. That's how Richie will remember this moment, for however long will it go, forever. His dying star. And that's what kept him going. Okay and maybe also the wine was playing its part, liquid courage as they call it or whatever.

And that's how they stayed, Richie wasn't sure for how long. After all, time was nonexistent tonight. All he knew that the wine bottles were empty, he felt dizzy as hell and at some point they had gotten off of the rooftop, both stumbling and giggling.

Richie for sure knew that there had been a warm body next to his when he fell asleep, but when he awoke, the bed was cold and empty. "Only one night" he whispered to himself as he tried to ignore the deep ache in his heart that was making its presence known, wiping away one betraying tear that had slipped out against his will, "Only one night."

Not that he expected anything when next seeing Eddie at school, but somehow it still stung that Eddie didn't seem to acknowledge anything of that night. Not that he did either, but well. First moves weren’t his strong suit.

Time went by, and yes, Richie knew it was foolish to wait, to hope, to dare to dream. They went on with their lives, to being friends, but somehow Eddie seemed far, far away, now that he had tasted the possibility of him being close.

At some point he even started questioning whether the night was even real or he had just dreamt it all. The star had died and the light was slowly going out too.

Oh, those drunken thoughts about dying stars, - only foolish, foolish excuses for a broken heart. 

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The memory hits Richie like a fucking brick in the face. 27 years had passed of absolutely nothing and of course this is the first full memory he remembers of Eddie Kaspbrak. And then comes the rest. The longing. So many years of it.

He blinks and registers that his eyes are still locked with Eddie’s, so he quickly looks away. He wants to say something but has no idea what. It feels like he has come out of the water, the world no longer muffled, but instead now it’s too loud, too intense, too much, the reality of the situation hitting him hard.  

The night went on and Richie felt himself falling right back in love with Eddie. Maybe the stars hadn’t gone out after all, despite the long years spent separate and all.

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this is dedicated to @neutralbi cuz of the  spaghetti-bear part.

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YouTubers AU Part One

Also On Ao3

Ed didn't want to be YouTube famous across three channels, but here he is. In a crappy little apartment, with great sound proofing, an amazing view and access to the roof from his bedroom window.

Yeah, that was the good parts.

The bad parts where Al yelling at him cause he killed the cat in their current Minecraft Hard Mode playthrough. They where on their second one, after the first was a whopping 7 episodes long, and honestly, he didn't mean to.

He really didn't mean to bring his wolf in their house, and then have said wolf kill the cat when he went to eat and then accidentally hit the cat. That Al had spent about half an hour trying, and some how succeeding, to herd into their house without fish, cause 'I don't have a fish right now brother, and if I go to get one, she will be gone before I get back!' While Al was currently going to get the fish to tame it.

So yeah, this playthrough has ended with Ed dead, cause Al killed him and Al getting sad that Ed was dead even though "You deserve this Brother!" and then Al dying because of creepers, which "This wouldn't be a problem is you hadn't killed my cat!"

Again.

Well, not exactly, but it's very similar to how the first one went, which is very weird!

At least they made more progress this time, making it to a total of 9 episodes. And also filling their quota of Minecraft for three months. All in one recording session!

But that was earlier today. At the moment he was trying to find all the ingredients to try and make Al's favorite dinner, to appease him of said earlier cat incident.

"Al, we're out of... well everything!"

Maybe he would get away with making it this weekend, when it wasn't almost nine at night, and all he wanted to do was put a frozen pizza in the oven.

Instead he heard the jingle of keys from the kitchen door way. Turning he saw Al, already in his shoes, tucking his wallet into his back pocket.

Ed groaned.

"Fuck, ok."

Al smiled big.

"I love you"

Ed rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, you better. Love you too."

----

They heard the baby crying way before they got to the isle the baby was in. Al making a little grimace at him when they first heard it. They both love kids a lot, and hearing any baby cry makes them want to find the baby and cheer it up.

They have gotten good at ignoring that instinct since they reached their late teens, and now that they are adults it's very easy to ignore.

But then they are down the same isle as the crying baby, and her (if the flower headband and frilly dress are anything to go by, you never know these days, and honestly does it fucking matter?) almost equally in tears father. He's holder her on his shoulder and trying to bounce her while hes looking at the frozen empty ravioli. Which is right where they need to be.

The dad kinda looks familiar, if Ed stops to think about it, maybe they shop at the same time a lot? But he doesn't stop to think about, just hands the basket with their other groceries in it to Al, and gets to work. Smiling, puffing up his cheeks and then pressing on them while crossing his eyes, sticking out his tongue, and then playing peak-a-boo by hiding behind Al and speaking up over his shoulders (the only time he will admit being shorter than Al is a good thing).

Slowly the baby stops crying, and then starts smiling, and then she starts giggling like crazy!

That's when her dad turns around with his pick of frozen ravioli and stops short as he sees two young men, one of which pops up from behind the other.

" Uh. Hello there?"

Oh! Ed did know him! But he didn't. He was one Al and his' current favorite YouTube channel.

"Hello! Please don't mind my brother."

Hughes (that's his name, fuck isn't that weird, they know his name but he might not know theirs) just laughs.

"That's fine, I think he got Elicia to calm down, so thank you"

Ed smiled big at him

"No problem! Happy to help."

Hughes just smiles at them.

Ed takes the basket back from Al while Hughes put the now calm baby (Elicia), into the buggy, he also hands her a set of baby keys, which she happily shakes and then starts chewing on.

"Ah, I know this might be sudden, but we really like your dnd channel."

Ed elbows him in the side. What is he thinking! They hate being recognized, why would they-

Hughes was staring at them, kind of in a weird way.

"You watch our channel? Well, its Roy's channel, but you watch it?? What do you think, do you like it? Of course you like it, you just said that."

Elicia threw her keys. Hughes just sighs and picks them up as she giggles. He scoots down the isle a little as he does, and Ed goes to get the frozen ravioli, he knows exactly which ones, cause they are the only ones Al will eat, and hes done in two seconds. He also grabs pizza rolls, cause they are right there, and Al isn't looking. He's talking with Hughes.

"Yes! We are big fans, Ed has been binge watching the first campaign again, cause he always loses it laughing when-"

Ed tunes it out. He has gotten too used to Al trying to embarrass him like this. He cringes as he remembers the last youtube meet up they went to. He is never going to be able to interact with some of those other creators ever again. Not like he really wanted to they where all mostly assholes in real life, but gosh did Al have to tell them about how they 'inspired them' or some shit? Fuck, its silent. Ed looks up to see them both staring.

"Uhh."

Good job Ed.

"Mr. Hughes just asked what our opinions on them switching dms is."

Oh.

"Oh. Well, I think Sheska does a good job! Not as good as you, you put more personality into it, but I think shes gotten better. More lose in her story telling I guess."

He's rambling, fuck.

Hughes just smiles at him though, so he guesses he didn't fuck up too much.

"Yeah. I didn't really want to stop, but my beautiful daughter was born! And it was hard to go from work, straight to Roy's and then not see her at night during the week. But that was before they decided on the new film schedule, I could come back now anytime I want to, but I'm waiting til this campaign ends."

Ed and Al nodded. They didn't exactly understand, cause they had no prior knowledge of their film schedule, but they decided it was ok, since he was a tired father.

"Well. What brings you two here so late at night?"

They start walking, looks like they are all done and headed to the check outs.

"Oh, Brother killed my cat in Minecraft earlier, and now he's making me ricotta stuffed ravioli. But we didn't have ricotta. Or ravioli."

Hughes looks at them funny for a second, and then looks at Ed with an eyebrow raised.

Ed shrugs.

"What Al wants, Al gets"

Al just nods.

Hughes pauses, and then looks at Elicia, and gives an understanding nod.

They get to the check outs, and part ways, Ed and Al waving goodbye to Elicia, which she gives a cute little wave back, then said bye to Hughes before going to the 15 items or less self check out.

They are walking back to the car when Al starts talking.

"Well that was nice."

"That was awkward."

"Brother! We made his first fan experience nice! We could have been rude! Remember that girl from last month! That was awful!"

Ed just sighed. That was awful. Nothing like some random chick insisting you and your brother do... stuff, for you to never want to do any fan meets every again.

They climb in the car, and promptly Al starts talking about how excited he is for ravioli, even though it's almost ten thirty.

---

He doesn't really think about it again until two days later during their next recording session.

They are just grinding levels, and talking about random shit, when Ed remembers.

"Oh, hey, you guys are never gonna believe it! We randomly meet one of our own favorite YouTubers! Hughes from TeamMustangAdventures. He was super nice even though we meet at a Walmart, not sponsored, at like 10 pm, it was great!"

Wow, Ed didn't really think about saying that.

He also didn't think it would turn into a long conversation where him and Al talked about their favorite episodes.

He really forgets sometimes that his voice has impacts on things, mainly that by the next week, after the episode goes up, TMA would have almost a million subs, when the night before they had about two hundred thousand. He also didn't expect all their fans to comment "Ed&AlPlayGames sent us here!" He really didn't expect the request for a Twitter conversation from one Roy Mustang to be in their inbox that night.

Oh boy.

[quicksilverconnoisseur]

To celebrate the return of QS on AO3 with a huge new fic by @weconqueratdawn

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TheSeaVoices Drawing Playlist

A mixture of drawing moods, themes and favourites, not necessarily relevant lyric-wise but all very carefully selected for zero frustration - maximum flow, and perhaps an element of sexiness?

If you want a 43 track playlist for drawing or painting to - this works :)

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1- Wallowa Lake Monster, Sufjan Stevens

Fucking love the fucking lyrics! Beautiful story and atmosphere and voice. I hadn’t listened to Sufjan much before watching Call Me By Your Name and just caning Visions of Gideon for weeks after.

2- Experiment In Terror, Henry Mancini

From the 60’s noir thriller of the same name - so stylish and cool - what a soundtrack sir! I love the slow threat and slinkiness.

3- My Body, Perfume Genius

Similar slink here, dirty kind of glide. Have seen PG a couple of times live and just ABSORBED it into my soul - he dances up there like a beautiful table-dancer and the crowd is moving with him - always good albums to paint to.

4- Danke Schoen, Wayne Newton

Turn this way up! 21 year old Wayne blasts this out like a genius - his voice is amazing and so feminine. I know it from Ferris Bueller's Day Off originally where it is put to very good use.

5- My Little Brown Book, Duke Ellington, John Coltrane

I can listen to Duke Ellington all day every day, those brushy cymbals in this are so lazy cool. That’s the third sixties song so far.

6- One More Kiss Dear, Vangelis

Bladerunner, one of my favourite films.  WHAT A FUCKING SOUNDTRACK! This song was an accidental recording sung for the demo by Don Percival (not the intended singer) and the weird spooky vocal just worked for the mock vintage sound.

7- Verbarhemiopia, Ed Dowie

Released through Lost Map Records. I know these people and they always have great acts - I had a lot of exceptional experiences on the Inner Hebridean island of Eigg with them. This track is just a beautiful, pulsing moonbeam.

8- Just Like Honey, The Jesus and Mary Chain

Such a sleazy, druggy, sexy song - dirty guitar and sensual drums - the opening drum intro, borrowed from (another 60’s track), Be My Baby by The Ronettes coming up on this list at number 38.

9- Grid, Perfume Genius

I rec the video!

10- Here, Pavement

Oh Pavement - a big part of my identity! - Live, they are a fucking dream! This song is a regular ear worm.

11- Demon Host, Timber Timbre

Great lyrics, great album

12- Animal Friends, P-ano

The only song I’m into on this album, the atmosphere is great. A sad little song.

13- Sleepwalk, Santo and Johnny

1959 so lets call it 60’s again XD. A great instrumental - that slide, steel guitar sound is lush and the asmr trigger of my dreams

14- Hang Out The Stars In Indiana, Al Bowlly

MY FAVOURITE SONG OF ALL FUCKING TIME. I can and do listen to this on repeat all through a drawing even if it takes a day. Withnail & I introduced me - one of my favourite films. And, of course Bowlly is on The Shining too.

15- Wasted Teens, Monoganon

Lost Map records again, excellent and crazy live performance from these on Eigg.

16- The Alien, Ben Salisbury, Geoff Barrow

Such dark foreboding anticipation. From the Annihilation soundtrack - brilliant film and score. I love Portishead too.

17- Life Is Just A Bowl Of Cherries, Al Bowlly

Hey cheer up everyone - fuck it!

18- Wanna Sip, Fever Ray

I do! This is from their live recording at the Troxy - I WAS THERE —- oooooooooooof fuck WHAT A SHOW honestly!

19- Lipstick Stains, Jay Som

“I wanted to musically capture the immediate and intense but beautiful feeling of infatuation.” —— yep!

20- Heat Wave, Snail Mail

Yes! They are brilliant - saw them live at End Of The Road and the tent was CRAMMED!!!!!! The atmosphere was amazing - she is so young and so great.

21- I Love How You Love Me, The Paris Sisters

Hello 1960’s! The creamy Spector sound and that spoken word is amazing.

22- Shadow, Chromatics

Loved this on Twin Peaks The Return, it’s a gem and perfect for drawing/painting to.

23- Bankrobber, The Clash

I always sing ‘Daddy was a vampire’

24- Do Your Best, John Maus

Slo-mo beauty.

25- Canadian Girl, The Walkmen

Nice vintage-tinged weirdness and soul.

26- Wave of Mutilation (UK SURF) Pixies

I love Pixies, only seen them live once but it was very, very, very special. Beautiful, laid back b side version that I prefer to the album track.

27- Fell An Ox

There was a time where all I would listen to was King Creosote - it was an obsession! I have lost count of KC gigs I’ve been to.

28- Slow West, Django Django

Love the film, love the soundtrack, loved Django Django up till the last few releases. There is a live version of this on KEXP from four years ago which is the one I usually listen to. Fucking brilliant live - got to see them on Eigg one time too. I rec the Slow West film if you haven’t seen it.

29- Withnail’s Theme, Jack Hallam

Great film and soundtrack - a big favourite.

30- Portofino 1, Raymond Scott

60’s!  Ha - I hadn’t realised this at all till writing all this.

31- Lady Gaylord, Raymond Scott

From Manhattan Research Inc a collection of his advertising jingles and snippets from the 60’s

32- The Pink Room, Angelo Badalamenti

Filthiest song ever? From Twin Peaks Fire Walk With Me

33- Goodnight Felicia, Chris Bear

From the score to excellent TV show, High Maintenance. I do love Grizzly Bear anyway and cried at their last gig I went to - I always cry at gigs though so….

34- Plainsong, The Cure

My teenage self was a massive Cure fan and I dedicated my record player, school books, wardrobe and bedroom to them! Saw them live only once (the LIGHTS!!!!) because I was too young, obsessed over Robert Smith a lot! This song and the whole album were a big favourite. Beautiful.

35- A Reluctant Hero/Betsy/End Credits Taxi Driver, Bernard Herrmann

I love Herrmann and I really love Taxi Driver. This is just…. ooof!

36- I Fall In Love Too Easily, Chet Baker

Jazzzzzzzzzzzzzzz 1954- what a pretty little voice.

37- Looking Back I Should Have Been Home More, Richard Swift

Just lovely, so sad about Swift.

38- Be My Baby, The Ronettes

The best opening song use ever- MEAN STREETS - turn this RIGHT up please.

39- Go, Sparklehorse, Flaming Lips - Daniel Johnston cover

Doubly sad because of Sparklehorse and Daniel Johnston. I have seen The Flaming Lips many times throughout their career - from small gigs to radio telescope gigs! What a fucking show!

40- Every Night, Perfume Genius

Just nice stuff. Like I said - live he is so sensual- his moves are amazing.

41- Fireflies Made Out of Dust, Happy Jawbone Family Band

Great track. Love the lyrics.

42- Sleeping Lessons, The Shins

Richard Swift again, on keyboards. I really enjoy the historical references and atmosphere on this.

43- Smoke Rings, Les Paul, Mary Ford

1952 - ssssso ssssssspooooky

[steve0discusses]

The Fullmetal Alchemist Live Action Movie Part 9: Ctrl-Z

Well guys, we did it, this is the last installment of the FMA movie. Probably forever because this movie hella bombed and I am 99% positive they will not bring it back (and if they do, it will be a complete reboot because this is a mess) We are left with one burning question--how the hell can you resolve any of this?

Especially this alley of human corpses that you have to keep secret from the public:

PS, I did not skip really anything other than some closeups of them shooting stuff. We just have to trust that Hawkeye can just shoot 60,000 dudes with that tiny gun that probably only holds 6 bullets. (12 bullets? I know nothing about guns.)

But we’ll just have to assume that the corpses are dealt with in their own special way, because the movie will never address these again. So, meanwhile, back at the stone, Ed is dealing with how his MacGuffin is a mix of dead people.

Like this is an aside but dude--the drama that’s still boiling off of whatever is left of the hot turd that became Bon Appetit, like HOT DAMN. People always say everything you like will be problematic in 10 years but MAN. Fully expected for Scott Adams to get problematic. But Bon Appetit? The seemingly innocent cooking show?

Yo, I’m not over it.

Yo, I’m not over how much Bon Appetit lied directly to my face: that freakin smokescreen illusion of a perfect working environment. Cannot wait for the Netflix documentary that will inevitably come out.

So glad I was too lazy to make any fanart of that show. Or that I was not good enough at art to make fanart of Dilbert.

(I say knowing full well that the original English voice actor of Ed Elric had a huge ass harassment coverup that spans 15+ years and the legal followup and trial has been a huge mess.)

Anyway, Ed doesn’t even know how problematic that rock is. He doesn’t even know that the dead people in that stone are his distant relatives and that he’s one of the only living Xerxes’ians (Xerxicans? What do you call people from Xerxes anyway?) that are left on the planet, but it still carries weight. Not as much, but it still carries weight.

What follows is what the movie decided was the most important character development of Fullmetal Alchemist, mostly because it’s the only thing in FMA left after they did this massive edit.

(read more under the cut)

(If the rock were still active then Lust would not be dead, she’d just reform, we’ve been over this. And youknow it’s been a minute for me, maybe this was also a thing in the anime where you can still use stones that are from leftover dead homunculi...it just doesn’t make sense to me. They would reform. But I will let this go.)

And if you were like “Hey back in the anime, it felt like it was a lot harder to get into Truth Hut--didn’t you have to kill a guy most of the time?” and you would be correct! I guess the idea is that Ed doesn’t want to kill the souls already in that rock in order to do the exchange--but this idea is never said out loud in the movie, although it was clearly indicated in the anime. Kind of...something they should have mentioned.

But anyway, now we’re back in truth hut but this time Ed can wear pants.

Over in the corner we have Al’s body, confirmation that he is still a real boy.

I guess they had to put this in, since Al’s only character angst in this movie is whether or not he’s real. They can now at least give us some closure about that.

And as the spectral deity decides to make a bargain, Ed realizes that profiting off of war crimes is a bad look.

PS I really don’t know if I should cover the ass on Al’s body over there. It’s kind of got feet in front of it.

We know that’s a dude in a speedo, right? I don’t have to cover that up? Cuz I’m not.

And while we have closure for Al as being a real boy, we really don’t have a lot of closure for Ed. I’m proud of him for not doing a war crime, but it’s not like he freed any of the souls in that stone and it’s not like he got to the bottom of the conspiracy, and it’s not like we got any payback for Hughes.

Ed is still in emotional limbo at the end of this movie, which is pretty disappointing. But again, I think they were REALLY gunning for a second movie, because most of the stuff at the end of this is them hinting that they’re going to continue the story another time...

but like...they knew they weren’t gonna get a second one. There’s just no way they couldn’t have known after how poorly it did in box offices.

Gotta love anime and their refusal to let the not even real people kiss.

They’re not real. They’re characters in a movie. Let them kiss. It’s fine. No one will get arrested.

But whatever.

This hurts my eyes.

But don’t worry, even though that looks like the end, with that sort of crazy ass flare that allows us to hide any of the background we didn’t feel like drawing, it’s not the very, very end.

It just can’t be, not without out one of these:

That’s right it’s trains!

And also, look at this movie segueing right back into Yugioh. Look at that. We got a cursed demon child and Some Basic Girl playing cards on a moving vehicle? Just the way it should be.

So, that’s over--and honestly--this was a hard movie to make. I think they made a lot of good choices, being honest--but I also think they made a lot of bad ones that overshadow the good stuff by a whole lot.

And since this isn’t really a critique but just a deep dive, lets talk about what we would have done differently. Because honestly? There’s no right answer. You have 130 minutes to tell the whole story. What would you do? See I asked bro what he would have done and his answer was “I would make the only villain Shou and that first villain” who’s name I didn’t remember either, so I decided to look it up on the FMA wiki and I saw a big surprise!

That Adolf Hitler is listed as one of the villains of Fullmetal Alchemist??? Guys did I...am I reading that right on this Wikipedia page?

Is this is not the only Fullmetal Alchemist movie???????

OMG, guys there’s another Fullmetal Alchemist movie and I kid you not, it has Hitler in it.

I mean I’m not going to cap it because I got a list of other things to cap (as I know several of you are patiently waiting for) but like..........why have I never heard of this?

Anyway, bro would just condense everything to just the first 4 episodes and include scar and all the rest. Me? I would do the opposite and start at the very end right when Ed and Al meet up with their Dad, and only talk about Xerxes and the Homunculi and their family relationship and no one else.

I dunno if either of our ideas would work because obvi writing a movie is a lot more than just having an idea. You gotta get that through marketing, through people in suits who don’t know how stories work, through actors who’s hair will not hold a braid, etc etc. I mean one person just decided to put Hitler in it, and that movie got way better reviews so...hell do I know about writing anything?

But overall, the movie served it’s purpose by distracting me from the real world for a little while. So, thanks all for sitting on on this nice little excursion from our typical programming, been a weird year, so I was grateful for this buffer. We will go back to our Yugioh routine in the next update which will go up-----at some point. No idea when, I don’t have a schedule anymore for obvious reasons. But we made it to the start of the last season! Bakura’s in it? We see Pharaoh in actual Egyptian wear? I’m looking forward to a lot of really botched and questionable history, so I’ll see you there.

If you just got here and want to read the beginning of this Fullmetal Alchemist Movie journey with me you can here:

https://steve0discusses.tumblr.com/tagged/fma/chrono

[puppy-the-mask]

OK! Premise time (got a bit carried away tbh)

Vaguely midieval setting, Mc is from a family of hunters and so knows her way all around the forest, befriending crows and ravens via scraps (because that is a dream of mine). Plot kicks off when homegirl’s brothers get snatched by the monster kingdom for trespassing onto their land for what was assumed to be nefarious reasons when really they just got a bit lost and nobody believes them. Back home Mc tells the knights what’s up and is promptly told to sit the fuck down because they have more important things to do. So she goes off on her own instead, armed with a hunting knife, a bow, and a walking stick she plans to sneak in and break her Bros out. Along the way she has to free herself of multiple well crafted traps and once she finally gets to where she’s headed (with some help from her very smart brothers leaving traces) she’s confronted by the Boi himself. With the capture of humans their town has sorta gone crazy, fighting to determine who will take them to the king. For now they’re kinda subdued but peace is flimsy. Mc ends up getting found out and into a pseudo sword fight (aka blocking for her life with a walking stick until an opening to book it) with our favorite skeleton while ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE. Since Edge is distracted the other townsfolk take this as their cue to try and swoop up the prize, this goes splendidly terrible when the building they’re being kept in starts to collapse. Homeboy quickly figured it’s better to have at least 1 alive Human and manages to catch up to MC who is about to book it into a collapsing building like an idiot and pull her back before she gets crushed. I say collapsing but I wasn’t that much, as they could still get down to the holding cell and *surprise* the boys are gone~

Now! For what was happening with the boys. Seeing as how I’m the one daydreaming these are My brothers, the oldest of which is a very social person. So obviously he’s chatting with the only other person there, Red. Meanwhile middle brother is trying to think of a way out. This goes on until things start getting dicey and the house is rumbling. Red gets hurt but the three of them escape (because who are we kidding, of course there’s a secret emergency exit) and so are stuck together for the time being relying on each other.

Back to the duo, upon seeing the empty cell and majorly f-ed foundations they leave the house and end up begrudgingly having to work together because of their shared love of and willingness to do whatever it takes to help their family and find their brothers.

Some scenes that popped up were- Edge being a dick to birds and Mc lecturing him about Corvids and their ability to hold grudges. This may have plot relevance, because yes

Edge getting stuck in something and REFUSING to ask for help. “I’ll help you out, but you a) have to ask and b) have to use my name” he ends up passing out and waking up to her ranting about him being an absolute prideful idiot. This leads to an argument because she wasn’t exactly being nice either. This actually leads to a civil apology because CHARACTERS CAN ADMIT WHEN THEY’RE WRONG AND BEING PETTY. Eventually some themes will become recurring until they’re close enough travel companions to admit their faults/insecurities and why they keep acting how they do so they can better themselves.

Meanwhile with The Bois, so many Hijinks have insued and it’s glorious. I can’t say what but you know they are Best Buds by now and are up to absolutely No Good

When they finally catch up and have their reunion, it’s to the most awkward and hard to explain scene that the duo has just walked in on. Mc is keeled over laughing, barely standing by leaning on Edge, and Edge himself is just sighing resigned like “I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN” because ofcourse his brother was doing dumb shit the whole time he’s been looking for him, what else would he be doing?

But don’t worry, there are emotional reunion moments between the bros, just when less people are around to witness them. Meanwhile Mc’s Bros just rounded the corner and she just fucking busts out crying and hugs her brothers because, unlike certain spiky companions- she isn’t bad with public displays of affection. A little bit of rest and a few tankards of ale later and they’re sharing stories around a campfire.

Oh, and did I not mention? Pre-reunion There was only one sleeping bag MWAHAHAHAHA!!!! I mean, Mc was prepared for a long trek after her Bros, and then gained a party member who was decidedly not. He refused to share until a good ways through their journey of course, cause right off the bat when they still loathe each other’s existence it’d be real weird. So it was moss and bunched up leaves for him.

Imagine, they’re about to go to bed when someone brings up their lack of sufficient sleep equipment. Only 3 for 5 people. Previously the Bros had combined theirs into 1 big pallet but... what about them? Kekeke. The two- having forgotten how most people don’t cuddle adventure buddies since it’d just become the norm? And also how damning nightly snuggles seems to people who Obviously won’t get that they’re TOTALLY FRIENDS WHO JUST DO SO OUT OF NECESITY. (And comfort)

Mc kinda drops the ball- “I don’t know about y’all but I’m a big fan of cuddles” cue a smack upside the head and ‘OOOHHH’s to ring in some heads. A little (sorta) tactful talk from both sets of siblings and our oblivious duo- in trying to defend that it’s totally not a thing- realize they totally have a thing going on and oh Fuck I Like It . they’re both oblivious cornballs who’ve been too focused on sibling retrieval to pay attention to their growing bond with their travel partner and now that they see it they have no idea how to handle it.

Now, you may ask, how can this end? If the kingdoms are separated and such then how shall they live in peace? WOODLAND CABIN BAYBEEEE!!!!!! Who tf goes into the woods? Not just anyone if they don’t wanna get lost. Plus it’s neutral ground. What about the siblings? They can build their own or visit- up to them. And since both town’s are in visit distance, edge can probably just commute/go on buisness trips if he has to go places for guard things. Mc is a hunter so her job is the woods so that’s easy.

Anyways, enemies to lovers is good when done right. Slowly and through comradery