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#(( i haven't even finished writing purnama's bio gosh save me from my endless list of wips #))#{ ooc }

fidelevoleur

Taking his hand, Lara smiled to herself, “Larana, just call me Lara~ It’s nice to meet ya, Purnama~”

She didn’t feel like keeping up with formalities or anything so once they shook hands she shoved her hands into her pockets and slouched a tad, “what brings ya to dublith, ‘nama~?”

‘Nama’? He repeats in his mind, no one has gave him any sort of non-insulting nicknames these past years, and hearing his new acquaintance calling him one, it’s rather flattering.

“I’m planning to go to South City to visit my mother, actually.. but I was thinking it wouldn’t hurt to stay in Dublith for a day or two to know about its environment better.” He explains, if there’s one thing he’s good at, then it’s navigation. “You live around here, Lara?”

#(( lara is such a flirt omg??#she's a cutie too im lov her???#yes he is and he doesn't deserve to be punched #ut i kinda want him to get punched for some reason im horrible #))#fidelevoleur #{ thread }#Lead to Gold. Water to Blood; { FMA AU }

fidelevoleur

Lara couldn’t help the look of surprise that passed over her face, “Well, take it in kiddo, I’m not hiding what I am anytime soon….~~” She smiled, putting her arms behind her head. “And being different’s good, it’s always a good thing…sometimes..~”

“Yeah, it really makes you stand out.” He returns the smile, glad his words didn’t offend the other, it’s not rare when his words do, so he’s really glad. “Uh, I haven’t know your name.”

He offers a hand. “I’m Warra- uh, Purnama.” He corrects himself, thinking that it might not be wise to introduce yourself as a Military Personnel to an Ishvalan.

#(( lara omg #))#fidelevoleur #{ thread }#Lead to Gold. Water to Blood; { FMA AU }

@fidelevoleur from (x)

“N- no! That wasn’t I was about to say!” He blurts, afraid that the younger one might not be saying just empty threats, his hands are raised slightly.

“You look, different, than most people I’ve met. Ah- in a good way, of course. It’s just I’ve never met an Ishvalan before, so I'm kinda speechless.”

#(( fEEL FR EE TO HIT HIM TH O #))#fidelevoleur #{ thread }#The Sun; { Purnama }#Lead to Gold. Water to Blood; { FMA AU }

Hello! Would you mind to like or reblog this if you have no problem interacting with multifandom, multiship OCs? ( Verses can be added by request. ) I’ll check you out!

#(( weLP WHAT DO I TAG THIS AS???? ))#{ promo }#{ ooc }

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Send “Seat Taken!” for My Muse’s reaction to Your’s walking over and sitting in their lap..

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donvampire

Clair flinched when he felt Purnama touch his shoulders. Pulling his knees to his chest, he buried his head in his hands. He mumbled an approval of some sort. He knew Purnama heard him. Currently, Clair wants to punch the other for even speaking his father’s name but he doesn’t have the energy too. Instead he welcomes the embrace from the other.

Barely hearing the other, and noticing him flinching, Purnama hesitantly pulls him to an embrace, afraid that he might have rejected the offer. He's holding him tight to give him some comfort, his face rests at the nook of Clair’s neck.

“..Sorry.” He says, regret can be heard in his voice. He’s fucked up bad, hasn’t he.

#donvampire #{ thread }#Caffeine and Paperworks; { Fandomless }

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fujima miroku desu (◡‿◡✿)

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@donvampire from (x)

Oh. Oh shit. He shouldn’t have said that. It’s really, really obvious that Clair doesn’t exactly have -had, a good relationship with his father, how could he just spill out something so despicable? Why is he such an idiot?

Now he’s always been bad at words, afraid that saying another would hurt the other, maybe he can just.. do something.

He slowly wraps his arms around the mob, not pulling him into an embrace yet, half-waiting for approval.

#donvampire #{ thread }#Caffeine and Paperworks; { Fandomless }

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The 15th icon in your folder is your muse's reaction to a bird swooping down and stealing their ice cream cone before flying off

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#(( im cryign purnama just #'aw what a cute bird i can buy another one'#and rigel is j u s t #'that was.................. my fav flavor...........'#))#{ ooc }#crack;

@agreedyhomunculus from (x)

Bump. There goes the punch he mentioned, if it can even be called a ‘punch’, he’s barely put any force on his fist. He never meant to actually punches the smug man, anyways.

“That’s not very nice.” He scolds, half-joking with a straight face. “Using a wheelchair isn’t exactly pleasant, you know."

#agreedyhomunculus #Lead to Gold. Water to Blood; { FMA AU }#(( shout out to greed to stop being an a s s ))

He stops mid track, cursing. "It is? I tought it was wednesday!" He looks at the other feeling a little bad about the entire predicament and sighs. "I guess I could take atleast half of that off your hands."

“I think you should get yourself a calendar, sir. I mean, if you haven’t, and maybe cross the date, it’s an easy way to keep track of time.” It’s a simple trick nearly everyone knows, but knowing his superior, he might as well not know it, so there’s no hurt in telling the alchemist that.

He hesitates for a bit, but he was a bit overwhelmed by the paperworks and, well, he’s not turning down a good offer. “Oh, thank you, sir! I was a bit overwhelmed by mine," he repeats himself. "that’s so nice of you.”

#sparkinthcdark #{ answered }#Lead to Gold. Water to Blood; { FMA AU }

"I have paperwork for you." He smiles softly and innocently and places a ten centimeter high stack of papers on his desk. "Oh, and these have to be done by the end of the week, by the way."

Stares and blinks at the stack of paper. Is.. Is a Warrant Officer like him really supposed to do this much paperwork? And he already has some other.. not-thin stacks of paperwork to do, too.

“I’ll try my best, sir!” Stands up and salutes. When the Colonel walks away, the sentence ‘by the end of the week’ lingers on his mind. And then the realiation hits his head hard.

“Colonel! Colonel Mustang!” He screams. “What- What do you mean by ‘the end of the week’? It’s Friday already!”

#(( how dare u take advantage of purnama's sweet innocence ))#sparkinthcdark #{ answered }#Lead to Gold. Water to Blood; { FMA AU }

*tom voice* "Are you an angel? Beause it must've hurt when you fel from wait no I fucked up."

Shrugs, oblivious of the flirting attempt. “It did hurt when I fell from the stairs.”

#anonymous #{ answered }#Lead to Gold. Water to Blood; { FMA AU }#crack;

Pokes.

He gives up and succumbs to the pokes.

#sparkinthcdark #{ answered }#Lead to Gold. Water to Blood; { FMA AU }#crack;

Pats face.

At least the poking stops. He gives a somewhat tired smile at the alchemist. “What.. what business do you have with me to come and visit me here, Colonel?”

#sparkinthcdark #{ answered }#Lead to Gold. Water to Blood; { FMA AU }

Touches.

“.. What would yo-” Pokes. “like-” Pokes. “to-” Pokes.

Deep breath, giving up. The pokes doesn’t seem to be stopping soon, might as well takes off his glasses while the Colonel is at it, he doesn’t want them to be tainted by the touches.

#(( ROY ISN'T BOTHERING MAES ENOUGH FOR U #))#sparkinthcdark #{ answered }#Lead to Gold. Water to Blood; { FMA AU }

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