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⚙ ⚙ ⚙ ⚙ ⚙ it takes grace to remain kind in cruel situations. ⚙ ⚙ ⚙ ⚙ ⚙ WINRY ROCKBELL. BROTHERHOOD. AFFILIATED WITH KNY. WRITTEN BY RAE. ⚙ ⚙ ⚙ ⚙ ⚙

[gearpierced]

“How do you manage to keep going despite everything?”

       The question caught her off guard. The surprise was evident in the way her lips parted ever so slightly and her eyes widened briefly. She took this as a chance to pull her hair up into a ponytail -- a chance to give herself more time to think of an answer. It was true, she had been through a lot, but it hadn’t all been so bad, had it?

     With her hair secure, the blonde tapped her chin and hummed pensively.

     “It’s hard, I won’t lie, but it’s just something I have to do.” She nodded to herself. Of course, knowing her friends had her back helped a ton, but even without them she didn’t think herself the type to give up. “I can’t just stop because something’s gone wrong. That’s not how life works, is it?”

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[memeroundups]

Questions/Comments to be sent anonymously!

(though off anon is fine too!)

“Is there someone you hold dear?”

“Don’t you feel any guilt?”

“You’re actually afraid to be alone, aren’t you?”

“There must be something you fear.”

“Do you have a home?”

“Is there someone you like?”

“Are you really expecting a positive outcome out of this?”

“Aren’t you ashamed?”

“Aren’t you happy?”

“Who do you despise?” 

“How do you sleep at night?”

“How do you manage to keep going despite everything?”

“What do you think of kindness?”

“What do you think of hatred?”

“Why do you fight?”

“Why do you live?”

“How much blood have you spilled?”

“How much death have you seen?”

“Don’t you think your actions are reckless?”

“Don’t you know how much good you’ve done for others?”

“Can’t you tell they love you?”

“Can’t you see he/she would die for you?”

“Can’t you see that they hate you?”

“Can’t you tell the truth for once?”

“You’re not tainted.”

“You’re not alone.”

“You’re awful.”

“You don’t think of anyone but yourself.”

“You’re an emotionless robot.”

“You’re just a lap dog.”

“It’s not over.”

“He/she needs you.”

“Stop lying.”

“Stop fighting.”

“Stop pushing others away.”

“You’re cruel.”

“You’re far too kind. Too kind for your own good.”

“You depend on him/her too often.”

“You’re overprotective, it’s stifling.”

“You’re too impulsive, it’s reckless.”

“You’re too careless, it’s a liability.”

“He/she is bringing you down.”

“You’re too timid, it’s easy to see you as a target.”

“You need to listen.”

“You need to speak up more often.”

“You’re weak.”

“You’re strong. Stronger than you’ll ever know.”

“You’re too proud.”

“Quit blaming others for your mistakes.”

“You won’t always be around to save him/her.”

“One day, he/she won’t need you anymore.”

“You can’t cheat death.”

“You can’t hide forever.”

“They’ll find out the truth eventually.”

“That person is only holding you back.”

“They’re too good for you.”

“You’ll be rewarded for your efforts if you keep trying.”

“It will get better.”

“You look lonely.”

“You look bitter.”

“You look tired.”

“You’re hiding a painful burden.”

“You’re perfect.”

“You’re beautiful.”

“You will always be worthless.”

“Your hands are too dirty, too tainted to be clean.”

“You’re lost in this world. Wandering without a purpose.”

“You’ll rise above them all.” 

“You’ll find your place in this world.”

“Eventually, someone will knock you off your pedestal.”

[plotbunnie]

Nonverbal RP Starters

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed

[gearpierced]

hellooooo koi!! it’s definitely good to be back! here’s a little starter call to get things rolling. i’ll be capping at 3 bc i’m a baby but feel free to message me if you want to plot (can’t promise i’ll be good at it but we can give it a shot lmao).

[aienkienrp]

winry rockbell all set and ready to go!! application can be found under /app (^:

Welcome to Koi, Winry Rockbell!

You shall be housed in Cappuccino Apartments. Our system has located a suitable roommate by the name Hana Song. Try to get along! You have nothing for the city to take. Your welcome package contains a pair of medical textbooks commonly used by doctors, a familiar green bandanna, and a set of wrenches!

✿ Eclipse Mod.

[gearpierced]

          this blog is being thrown into a new group! feel free to unfollow!!

[memestockpile]

therapy / talking about trauma / post - trauma starters. feel free to change things as necessary. 

would you like to talk about it?

please tell me what’s bothering you.

hey, are you okay?

i don’t have to know everything. just what you’re comfortable telling me.

i’m your friend. of course i care.

there’s nothing bad about going to therapy.

would you like to try a different approach?

i – i didn’t know that. i’m sorry.

is this helping?

i’ll try not to ask a lot of questions.

i’m always here if you need me.

shh, it’s alright. shh. 

we’re safe now. you’re safe now.

it was just a nightmare.

sweetheart, you have to tell me these things.

you know i’d never judge you for that, right?

i’m worried about you.

is something going on? 

everything you say will just be between you and me.

what method do you prefer?

do you need help falling asleep?

anything i could do to help?

why are you like this?

i understand. 

sweetie, is there something you aren’t telling me? what’s wrong?

let’s get you cleaned up.

this is good. this is important. 

you’re healing, and healing takes time. 

we can do more tomorrow.

how about you get some sleep, hm?

bedtime.

it’s ok not to be ok.

tomorrow is another day.

hey, hey, hey. look at me, look at me. it’s okay.

breath in for seven seconds, exhale for eleven …

do you need some space?

remember, look for things that you can touch. ground yourself.

[lilboreddev-blog]

REBLOG IF YOU WANT ANONS

[sp0il-ed]

Every time I do this I get weird af anons n I love it 🐝🐝🐝

[gearpierced]

soldiermaiden:

TO: ???. FROM: VIOLET E.

[ 1 / 3 ] I see. That would be ideal until I am able to acquire my own. [ 2 / 3 ] If possible, we could meet somewhere. [ 3 / 3 ] I am currently in sector six. Where are you stationed?

FROM: Rockbell’s Automail TO: Violet E.

     txt [1/2]: Of course! I’d be more than happy to lend you anything you need. I’m in district alpha, but I could meet you wherever is easiest for you.      txt [2/2]: Please forgive my messages. I have no idea how to use this thing properly

[devotedecay]

❥      NON - SEXUAL   ACTS   OF   DOMINANCE . 

feel free to edit or elaborate as you please .   ( add  ‘ reverse ‘  to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) . otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to   …

[ lit ]  your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine . 

[ order ]  your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .

[ guide ]  your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .

[ pay ]  your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )

[ open ]  your muse opening a door for mine .

[ dry ]  your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc . 

[ instruct ]  your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do . 

[ groom ]  your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc . 

[ direct ]  your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .

[ disagree ]  your muse sternly telling mine  ‘ no ‘ .

[ rest ]  your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .

[ clean ]  your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc .   feel free to specify what and how . 

[ answer ]  your muse answering a question meant for mine . 

[ coat ]   your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .

[ pilot ]  your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them . 

[ stare ]  your muse staring mine down . 

[ placement ]  your muse telling mine to sit down .

[ teach ]  your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .  

[ patience ]  your muse telling mine to be patient .

[ tears ]  your muse wiping away mine’s tears .

[ swat ]  your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .  

[ jewelry  ]  your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings . 

[ enough ]  your muse commanding mine to stop talking . 

[ retrieve ]  your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .

[ invite ]  your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .

[ lean ]  your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together . 

[ calm ]   your muse telling mine to  ‘ just breathe ‘ .

[ scold ]  your muse scolding mine for something .

[ comfort ]  your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .

[ approval ]  your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .

[ beckon ]  your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking . 

[ laces ]  your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .

[ stay ]  your muse telling mine to stay in the car . 

[ defend ]  your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them . 

[ feed ]  your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .

[ volume ]  your muse demanding mine speak louder .

[ read ]  your muse reading something to mine .

[ refill ]  your muse refilling mine’s glass for them . 

[ possessive ]  your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other . 

[gearpierced]

soldiermaiden:

          PHONES WERE UNUSUAL, SOMETHING NEW which she has never experienced before. much like computers, it was a strange technology which she had to ask several times for assistance. but, once finally figuring it out, does she begin to type something up with a few errors due to the predicaments with her hand.

TO: EVERYONE. FROM: VIOLET E.

[ 1 / 2 ] Excuse me. [ 2 / 2 ] Where would I be able to purchase proper tools to maintain prosthetic arms?

          It took her longer than she would ever admit to figure out how to open the message. It had been addressed to everybody, so she could only assume this person was in dire need of maintenance. And after several attempts, she finally managed to type out a legible answer.

     txt [1/1]: I have a set of tools you could use. I have tools specifically for prosthetics.

[gearpierced]

@lcssbcdy

          “Alphonse!! Al!!” She looked both ways before she crossed over to him, making sure to swivel around the suddenly heavy foot traffic that blocked her path. As soon as she caught up to him, she placed a hand on his armor-- as if to make sure he was actually there, but also as a slight support while she caught her breath. “Finally! I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”

[gearpierced]

@thiefguild

          “--basically these wires here,” she pointed toward the sketch she’d drawn out, “connect to a person’s nervous system. The electrical pulses send messages through the nerves and into the wires so that the person can move their hands, fingers, toes--what have you--as if it were their very own flesh. And depending on the material used, those messages can be received faster or slower.”

     Also depending on the material, the prosthetic can be either really sturdy and heavy, or lightweight and easy to maintain. I would suggest the latter to any normal civilian; people that aren’t expected to fight or do too much heavy lifting. I would even suggest going more lightweight depending on the weather they live in-- I’ve done a lot of both, but if I’m being honest I prefer the lightweight stuff because I know I’m helping someone improve their quality of life.” She laughed at herself sheepishly. “That’s not to say the heavier models don’t improve someone’s life, because of course they do!! But my lightweight models are usually for younger people, or people that haven’t had automail before. Seeing their faces when they realize that they can move it as if it’s their own is really the best, and--”

     Winry stopped suddenly, eyes wide and focused on the sketches she’d added while blabbering on. “Sorry, I’m rambling-- er, do you have any questions? I’ll try to be direct as possible, I promise.” 

[chavvesty]

“i don’t care,” i say, caringly, as i care deeply

[gearpierced]

          Gasping for breath, Winry shot up on the bed that seemed oddly familiar. She couldn’t exactly place how she knew this room, she just knew that she’d been in it before. Maybe had the circumstances been different, she would have sat still and tried to remember but she didn’t have the time. Her head whipped to and fro, blonde locks falling over her shoulders as she did so. “Granny?!” She received no response because no matter how hard she blinked and rubbed her eyes, her grandmother was no where in sight. 

     Again, the mechanic fell short of breath and her hand flew to her chest where moments ago she’d felt a painful tightening as if something had been pressing its entire weight down other her. The cold, and the pure, unadulterated hopelessness came rushing back and she stifled a sob. Had that been it? Was she dead? Had Edward and Alphonse lost...? 

     Her chest tightened again, but this time it was different. Rather than a heavy pressure it was a chilling shock. Thinking that her grandmother and her friends were gone was worse than thinking she’d died, herself. She forced herself to breathe. Now wasn’t the time to panic-- after all, if she was dead, then panicking would do absolutely nothing (not that it did any good any other time). 

     A screen lit up suddenly to her left, startling her enough to make her jump. A radio transmission with a picture feed? She’d seen this before-- all of this felt so familiar, but through her panic and the fog of having just woken up, she couldn’t place it. It was only confirmed further when the person welcomed her back. She was told to go to District Alpha, that’s where she would be staying, and that everything from her previous visit would be returned to her--whatever that meant.

     It took some time, but once she finally figured out how to get to District Alpha and her new home she realized she’d be here for a while. The hut was small, but already there was a toolbox nestled next to a small desk--no doubt her makeshift work space. Swallowing thickly, she let herself sit on the bed to take it all in. “I’ll... I’ll figure this out. I can make this work.”

[gearpierced]

rosavelox:

     “O-Oh! Uh… Gee, thanks!” Ruby wasn’t good at taking compliments on her appearance if only because she didn’t receive them well. She blushed a little and avoided eye contact, only managing to look at who was complimenting her in short glances. “But your hair is really pretty too! My sis has long blonde hair and I’ve always thought it was really beautiful… Seeing you just supports that theory!”

          Her fingers stayed running the length of her hair and her smile didn’t falter at the compliment, though her cheeks did turn the lightest shade of pink. “Thank you, too. I’m sure yours would be equally as pretty if it was long, too.. I wonder if there’s any way to switch--” she stopped herself and laughed, now truly embarrassed. She shook her head. “That’s a little silly, actually. Forget I said it!” 

     Another pause as she regained her composure.

     “My name’s Winry; what’s yours?”

[gearpierced]

keteritae:

     It wasn’t often he ventured into the populace, and never without purpose, but it seemed whenever he did so, he was met with regret– and this time, a young woman’s beverage on top of that. He would reason these unpleasant situations for the solitude he frequently imposed upon himself, among other things. In truth, he was hardly bothered by the stain now marring his vestments, but everything that followed.

     Slowly his gaze fell to the other now sprawled on the concrete, and, with a flick of his wrist aside to rid himself of the excess soda dripping from his fingers, Caster addressed her evenly.

          ❝ Yes, but I would recommend paying better mind to where you’re going in future. ❞ He then regarded her with a tilt of his head– she asked silly questions considering she had taken the brunt of the impact, ❝ Your concerns are misplaced– are you not the one who’s fallen? ❞

          She was flustered-- and rightfully so. As her cheeks took on a reddish hue that hinted at her embarrassment, Winry hoisted herself up--not without groaning; boy was that going to hurt tomorrow--and dusted her clothes off as best she could. The moment she moved her arm, however, a shock of pain ran right through it strong enough to make her flinch. She’d heard before that karma was bitch, but was really worth staring at someone with differently colored hair? She hadn’t even thought the person was weird, or anything-- had she not crashed into this person, she probably would have commended them for their confidence.

     Cradling her arm, the blonde look at the damage she’d caused. The now empty cup remained discarded on the ground by the street, and her shirt was as wet as it would have been if she had spilled the cup’s entirety on herself. This stranger fared no better, though. “No, I’m fine--” 

     “I wasn’t watching where I was going-- this is totally my fault,” she looked him up and down, trying to gauge whether or not the spill would stain. “Let me pay for your dry cleaning. It’s the very least I could do.”