the flame alchemist

❝ Nothing's perfect. The world's not perfect. But it's there for us, trying the best that it can. That's what makes it so damn beautiful. ❞ roleplay blog for Roy Mustang of Fullmetal Alchemist ⦗ affiliated with septaneus ⦘

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♖ for one of my muse’s guilty pleasures

getting a good night’s sleep for once in his goddamn life

Flowers.  He doesn’t know anything about them really, but when he was a teenager trying to learn how to flirt, he spent some time learning the language of flowers.  He still has the knowledge floating around in his head, and he puts a great deal of thought into any bouquets he puts together for anyone else.

It also works as an effective tool for passive aggressive gifts, or pissing off certain icy generals that fantasize about beating the pulp out of him.

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monster theme - vampire and witch!

monsters themed asks

Vampire - Someone offers you a chance at immortality.  Do you take it, and why or why not?

"Eh, I’ll pass.  There’s too much...” Vague gestures, suspiciously close to his heart, “stuff on my mind that I’d rather not live with for eternity.  And I’d be alone.  Seen enough of my friends die that I think immortality would be a curse more than a blessing of any kind.

Witch - If you could change one thing about the world, what would it be?

"Compassion.  Idealistic, maybe, but I want people to give a shit about each other once in a while.  I think any world would be better off with a little more teamwork and care from its residents.”

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headcanon meme - 8 and 47!

excessively detailed headcanon meme

8. Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging.

Roy isn’t as big a fan of indulgence as he presents himself to be.  He doesn’t judge others’ indulgences, but he tries to keep from falling prey to his impulses too often.  His favorite indulgence is overpriced fancy alcohol.  Growing up in a bar meant that he knew his way around alcohol labels from a young age, and he learned the ins and outs of wine in order to seem more sophisticated to his superior officers in the military.  Now it’s a fondness he hasn’t shaken, though he rarely drinks more than a little of the really pricey stuff– it’s more for show than anything. 

47. How do they express love?

Through dedication, unfaltering loyalty, and a near obsessive focus on protecting the object of his affections.  He isn’t prone to grand displays of love unless his partner prefers them, but instead hovers close and offers physical affection in private.  He’s a real cuddlebug on date nights and when left alone with his partner.

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Undead Homecoming (Quest Thread- Roy)

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ravenqueensdagger:

@flamebased time to light up the diggy-diggy dark

Vax tried to keep eye on the zombies outside of the bounds of the protection charm of Asphodel Academy, but most of his attention was currently turned towards trying to reach the arrow that had been lodged into his wing during his flight-slash-fight. It was lodged into the back of his wing, and was far enough back that he couldn’t quite reach it. With a sigh, he gave up. When he either called the magic off or it ran out, the wings would turn back into his cloak and the arrow would shift to being stuck in…his back shoulder blade? Somewhere around there, based on where the arrow had originally struck. 

Deciding to deal with it later, Vax stood straight, stretching his legs and cracking his back. His little crash hadn’t helped, but he could still walk and move with relatively little pain, so Vax figured it was time to get back out there. He heard that there was a serious zombie problem out by the ruins of the old Lily Academy and after being shot with multiple arrows Vax wanted a little Grog-style payback against these things.

As soon as he mentioned he was heading that way however, a few of the officals that had taken refuge at the academy had been adamant that he not go alone. The old alumni of Lily Academy were apparently extremely powerful and dangerous. And honestly, technical immortality or no, Vax welcomed the idea of backup; he never did fight well on his own.

Taking out a dagger and twirling it around his hand, Vax stood at the doors of the academy and waited for his companion to arrive, wondering what they would be like.

Wherever trouble goes, Roy Mustang inevitably trips after it.  So it stood to reason that the moment he heard of some undead army shambling around his new home, the alchemist would be caught up in it.  Roy’s boss wanted him to play backup to some daring volunteer, as an official police officer and someone at least halfway decent in combat.  So off he went to one of Septaneus’ academies, grateful to be doing something interesting at last, even if it came at the cost of having to deal with all these gross corpses.

As he came closer to the academy, he noticed the form of a something in front of the doors.  He squinted, trying to make sense of the shapes, until he was close enough to actually understand what he was seeing.  A person, with great wings stretching out from behind their back.  Roy gave a small huff of surprise, but tried not to let it all show on his face when he got within speaking distance.

“You the one who wanted to head over to Lily Academy?”  Roy couldn’t see anyone else lingering outside, and this stranger certainly looked ready for a fight-- although, all things considered, most people outside any doors should be prepared to fight in the city’s current condition.  Regardless, he tried his best to look friendly as he tugged his ignition gloves on.  The circles might have been pointless, but there was no way more efficient to create a spark than his gloves.  And besides, the aesthetic they created was too good to let go of.

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Send me a.....

♗ for a tip for getting my muses romantic affection

♖ for one of my muses guilty pleasures

♞ for something that my muse wants to do

♟ for something my muse admires

☁ for something that make my muse sad

☂ for something my muse wants to protect

♨ for something that relaxes my muse

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Send me a Symbol

✉: For a regular text message from my muse.

♣: Here, have a not so regular (maybe even a dirty one) text message.

✍: For what my muse has written about yours in their diary.

✎: For an unsent letter from my muse (May be AU if you want, just let me know what kind of AU you want).

☎: For a drunk phone call.

☏: How about a voice message from my muse?

♥: The favorites of my muse- can be anything from music to sex positions, you're allowed to specify what you want.

∞: A random headcanon about my muse and yours.

☯: Here, have a hug from my muse.

☮: An argument I think my muse would have with yours.

♬: Would you care to dance? My muse has to dance with yours.

✖: Your muse is drowning in the bathtub when mine walks into the bathroom.

☠: Your muse has died, this is how mine reacts.

❂: My muse is clumsy and crashes into yours.

✈: Our muses are on a plane together, by accident or choice. This is what happens.

☢: It's too hot outside, how does my muse suggest our muses cool down?

ϟ: There's a storm going on and our muses are stuck together in a house- how will this go?

☂: It's pouring down and your muse forgot their umbrella, will my muse offer up theirs?

✧: Our muses went to eat out- where?

★: The stars are shining beautifully and my muse wants you to see them.

☾: It's in the middle of the night and my muse had a nightmare about yours- what does my muse do?

☼: The sun is shining bright and your muse got the bright idea of going out, does my muse agree with this?

☄: My muse is lost, luckily there is cellphone reception- does my muse dare to call yours for help?

♤: Our muses are playing a game, which kind and who is winning?

☻: Your muse got sunburnt, my muse didn't- how'd it happen and how'll mine help?

♒: Our muses are at the beach together, by accident or not, and yours was a bit too close to the waves- will my muse laugh or perhaps be helpful?

♦: Your muse asked mine to marry them, what's my muse's reaction?

◊: Your muse comes to mine, crying, how does my muse react?

✘: Scars aren't very pretty- my muse has to show you theirs.

✦: My muse was attacked but yours saved them- how'll my muse ever thank them?

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ϟ Monsters-themed Asks!

Vampire: Someone offers you a chance at immortality. Do you take it, and why or why not?

Werewolf: If you had to spend your life with just one person, who would it be?

Witch: If you could change one thing about the world, what would it be?

Ghost: Do you have any regrets?

Frankenstein: Is someone telling you how to live your life, or are you an independent person?

Mummy: If you were to fall into an eternal sleep, do you think anyone would miss you?

Zombie: Do you miss anyone right now?

Faerie: If you could get away with anything, what would you do?

Nymph: What are you like when you’re by yourself?

Mermaid: How far would you go to keep the one you love?

Shapeshifter: What would you change about yourself?

Banshee: If you knew one of your loved ones/best friends had only one day left to live, how would you spend that last day with them?

Siren: If you could make anyone do anything, what would you make them do?

Genie: If you had one wish that would come true and couldn’t be reversed, what would you ask for?

Fury: What is a word/phrase that you dread to hear?

Incubus: What would someone have to do to get in your pants?

Succubus: What’s one thing you can’t live without?

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☛ GET INSIDE YOUR CHARACTER'S HEAD! aka The Excessively Detailed Headcanon Meme

1: What does their bedroom look like?

2: Do they have any daily rituals?

3: Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?

4: What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?

5: Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)

6: Eating habits and sample daily menu

7: Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time

8: Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging

9: Makeup?

10: Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?

11: Intellectual pursuits?

12: Favorite book genre?

13: Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?

14: Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)

15: Biggest and smallest short term goal?

16: Biggest and smallest long term goal?

17: Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress

18: Favorite beverage?

19: What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

20: Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?

21: Turn-ons? Turn-offs?

22: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

23: How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?

24: Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?

25: How do they see themselves 5 years from today?

26: Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout?

27: What is their biggest regret?

28: Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?

29: Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)

30: Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)

31: Most prized possession?

32: Thoughts on material possessions in general?

33: Concept of home and family?

34: Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)

35: What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?

36: What makes them feel guilty?

37: Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?

38: What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?

39: Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?

40: How misanthropic are they?

41: Hobbies?

42: How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?

43: Religion?

44: Superstitions or views on the occult?

45: Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?

46: If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?

47: How do they express love?

48: If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?

49: Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?

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Buzzfeed Unsolved: Supernatural   {Sentence Starters}

“Spooky, huh?”

“Its not a ghost.”

“Are ghosts real?”

“You look like an idiot!”

“I wasn’t fat-shaming Bigfoot!”

“Knock me down with a feather!”

“I just got startled by a disco ball…”

“How.. how do you go that wrong?”

“You wanna lie on the pentagram?”

“Oh my god, you have a death wish!”

“Hey there, demons, its me… ya boy.”

“That’s the biggest lie I’ve ever heard.”

“I think I’m gonna buy you a punch in the face.”

“She doesn’t seem like a very intelligent ghost.”

“Yeah, I got the chills even just thinking about it.”

“How about I open the door and you walk in first?”

“Well, if its any consolation, you look like an idiot.”

“Like pretty much everywhere we go, its old and gross.”

“And the worst part is, I don’t even have my holy water!”

“Can I use the jacuzzi hot tub we’ve been blessed with?”

“I’m gonna serve you up a fresh truth pancake right now.”

“That’s concerning… that there’s that tiny margin of error.”

“If I see people taller than me, I get concerned about them.”

“I’m saying just ‘cause something’s old, doesn’t mean its bad.”

“Do you always have to insult the ghost of the place we’re at?”

“You’re not gonna believe me if I tell you, so why even tell you?”

“And, as you can see, this is the place where nightmares are made.”

“I ask myself that a lot, too. I don’t understand why I do these things.”

“Oh, he’ll pick you up, alright. He’ll pick you up and crack you in two.”

“I never said I wanted to murder you! This is a hypothetical situation!” 

“He said that, but I agree with it. He meant it more, though, so hit him!”

“If you slit my throat tonight, I’m gonna have a hard time forgiving you for that.”

“No, I can’t imagine that. I’d never want to imagine that. Are YOU imagining that?”

“Why don’t you punch me in the face, maybe smack me around a little? What are you, a wussy?”

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Cucumber had woken alone, a fact which was becoming more frightening by the second. No matter how hard he looked, he couldn’t find Nautilus. Carrot’s absence was expected- he’d split off from the group earlier. What was really worrying was that Almond had vanished. Alone, in a strange and enormous city, he sat down on the sidewalk and began to cry. It wasn’t so much that he intended to, but more that there was only so much stress he could handle.

She could be anywhere, after all. He could be anywhere. For about the thousandth time since the Dreamsider had been sent on this stupid, stupid quest, he wished he’d never agreed. Hearing movement behind him, Cucumber froze for a moment, curling miserably into himself. “Please go away.” Oracle save him from well-meaning adults who couldn’t understand.

It has always been an established and understood fact that crying children, no matter their species, have some kind of aura around them that gets inside the brains of all adults in the area.  It attracts the adult, lures them close enough to notice their distress, and then distorts the brain until there is little else you can think about aside from this child.  Roy found himself in such a predicament on his way home from the police station after work, nearly tripping on a curled up figure weeping on the sidewalk.

He takes three quick steps backward to keep from crowding the poor kid, and frowns down at them.  The mumbled dismissal doesn’t manage deter him from his concern.  

“Sorry, I can’t just leave you here.”  It would be irresponsible, although Roy was admittedly out of his depth.  Grasping at the only example he’d ever really known of a good guardian, Roy knelt down and put his best friendly face on.  

“Maybe I can help you figure this out so you won’t be so upset, yeah?”  It was maybe a tad patronizing in practice, but Maes always made it work somehow.

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In hindsight, perhaps going to investigate the laundry room late at night after three cups of espresso wasn’t the most responsible choice one could make.  But when has anyone who really knows Colonel Roy Mustang called him responsible?  Never.  Those who got close to him know that Roy Mustang is exactly the sort of person to get drawn in by a thumping mechanical sound coming from behind a set of doors, and fling the doors open as dramatically as possible, in an attempt to spook whatever strange machine is causing it.  You know, in case it’s a threat.

In fact, that’s precisely what he has done.  Now, standing in the open doorway, listening to the echoes of the noise said doors had made against a wall when they flew open, Roy feels regretful.  He’s just made eye contact with someone inside the laundry room, who probably wasn’t appreciative of Roy’s theatrics. 

“Whoops?  Sorry.  Thought there was something dangerous in here with all that noise.”  

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youdietanaka:

What? This guy didn’t know what automatic-fucking doors are? Yuudai had been trying to go to the local bookstore to see if he could find some kind of book on how this city works so he could attempt to get his bearings.  But, apparently all  of his “if you look at me one of us will die” vibes were lost on this guy. Ugh. Whatever, it’d be a little  too rude to walk away from this guy now that he had actually made eye contact. But there was absolutely no way this guy wasn’t fucking with him, so it was Yuudai’s turn to also fuck with him. That’s how it  works, right?

“Well, clearly because half of the stuff here is magic, it’s probably just that little men open the doors for everyone, and we all just have full confidence that they’re able to do their job 100% of the time. It’s a high stakes gamble but both  Septans and Off-worlders are willing to take their chances. Like the old TV show, Star Trek.” He had read about that happening somewhere on the set of Star Trek. He had never seen the show itself before in his life.

“Look, I’m kind of just assuming that you’re screwing with me in asking me that, since I cannot fathom any modern human being not knowing how automatic doors work.” So much for talking to another human being like…. well, another human being. But he’s 25 and doesn’t need to end his mean streak yet. “In the off chance that you aren’t,” he points at what he assumes is the sensor above the door, “they probably just have some kind of electrical sensor that senses movement. When the sensor senses somebody moving in front of the door it opens it.” 

The further this stranger gets into their explanation of things, the more past confused Roy feels.  By the time he gets around to referencing something along the lines of ‘tee vee star treck’, Roy is so far beyond confusion that he probably wouldn’t even know how to spell the word.  

“What?”  He barely gets the word in before the other retracts his statement as a joke, and explains it properly.  But that doesn’t help either, really, since ‘electrical sensors’ only barely makes sense to him.  He’s an alchemist, not some kind of oddball shut-in inventor.  The whole concept is unknowable, he decides, as he grins.

“Wow... That kind of stuff is just, normal here?  Fancy place,” Roy shrugs, hands pointed to the sky as if to suggest, ‘what a mystery’.  “Kind of think I like the little doormen idea better.”

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hewwo??? is this thing on???

ahem.  I’m a bit late to the intro party, but thought I’d throw myself out here nonetheless!

You can call me Asra, I’m 20 (21 in a few weeks) years old, and they/them or he/him pronouns are equally fine!  I’m a big gay sucker who is way too in love with Maes “Perfect Husband” Hughes.  I’m playing Roy Mustang, here, obviously, and intend to play Anders Dragonage as well very soon.  I’m really, truly, horrendous at remembering to check blogs, but I’m keeping it together the best I can!  And, I am the proud owner of a brand new shiny paying job, so if that gets in the way of writing, I sincerely apologize ahead of time; but if you would like to reach me (to talk, plot things, or just let me know that you’ve replied to a thread), my Twitter is always a reliable method! 

I hope we can have a lot of fun here in Sept together!!! 

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Somehow, after all that Roy has been through– after all the death and destruction, even the discovery of 7 immortal homonculi hellbent on turning his country and its people into fuel– it stands to reason that the item of his undoing would be a door.  In his defense, it’s moving.  On it’s own.  Roy takes a step away from the set of doors, scratching his head in a cartoonishly stereotypical display of confusion.  He steps forward again, and watches in mystified wonder as the doors slide open.

“What the hell...”  Casting about for anyone to help him understand this humbling display of technology, his eyes land on a figure passing a few feet away.  And, like the jerk he is, Roy breezes past every clear sign of ‘please don’t fucking talk to me’ the stranger is putting forward, and offers a wave.  “Hey, do you think you could, uh,” cue a somewhat helpless gesture at the moving doors, “enlighten me on what’s going on with this thing?  Who’s opening these doors?  How do they know I’m here?”

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it’s officially time to light up the diggy diggy dark to get this rolling! like this for a starter, capped at 3.  my inbox and IMs are also open if you’d like to plot anything!

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SNAP SNAP, SPARK SPARK, IT'S EVERYONE'S FAVORITE COLONEL FLAMEO HOTMAN-- I mean, Roy Mustang is here and ready to be overwhelmed with so much new information!

Hey! It’s ya boy Roy!

You’ll be housed in Asphodel Apartments Room 2A. We hope everything there will be to your liking! Report to Peony Police Station next week for your first day on the job!

✸ Mod Asphodel

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Septaneus is officially open!

For everyone, the experience is different. Some distinctly remember dying, and Septaneus was the next thing they remember. Some insist that they were in the middle of something important, studying for a test, preparing for a fight, getting to their job, and they were simply plucked for their lives. For some, they had been in darkness for so long, and there was a comforting light, a destination.

The destination, was the city of Septaneus! You are breathing, you are alive, and you are somewhere new. This city pulses with magic and futuristic technology of the likes that you haven’t seen, and the residents are all friendly and used to strangers appearing from thin air in the circle that serves as the plaza for the middle of town. Skyscrapers, cell phones, teleportation, you name it, and they have it, and they it’s all powered by the magic that sometimes seems to practically hang in the air.

There are whispers nearby that there’s “another one,” as Off-worlders, while they have always been appearing in Septaneus, have been appearing at an increased rate. It is a mystery to even the oldest people in the city, but why?

Maybe you’ll be the one to find out.

We are now officially open! Septaneus is now accepting reserves and applications as of October 10th.

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