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(OH GOSH hellO FRIEND. I have missed you and your Roy!)
Hey! Thank you! I’m meaning to come back, I’ve just been super busy with my last semester of college. But I miss all you and I’m excited to have some free time eventually :333
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theuncagedqueen:
“W—That’s really too kind—”
She hardly has time to register that she’s being marched outside before they’re standing together at his car and she’s awkwardly ducking into the seat. He’d grabbed her coat along the way, and on instinct she had pulled along a scarf and her purse. Hayate trotted along behind them, eager for another walk.
Self-conscious, she pulls the sleeves of her coat down over the edges of the sweater.
“What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” she asks. “I’ve had this sweater for years. It’s warm.”
“And what about you? You’re always running around in a suit, and I never say anything.”
“Is there something wrong with my suit, Captain?” Roy raises an eyebrow, “My appearance is everything. How I carry myself now will reflect how I am going to carry myself as Fuhrer.”
When they arrive, the shopkeep gives Roy a swift hug, adjusting his coat and collar. She claims to have a few jackets for him and scurries to the back room.
“You have a—desirable figure.” Roy turns, the slightest smile in an attempt to hide his blush, “I might have a few suggestions.”
“You’d think the help desk would be a little more literal. I’ve been on hold for a half hour...”
dracmal:
Draco is unamused at his professor’s joke, and he’s quickly sizing him up. His question though is unexpected, but not unjustified. He’s searching for a half decent response. Something better than ‘I was in the mood to Bully the new professor’.
“…you seem to know so much about me. So…isn’t it only fair a student is curious to know their new professor? Besides…you were in Slytherin house, weren’t you?” His gaze darkens, tone becoming more serious. “Isn’t that interesting…”
“How is that so interesting?” Roy sighs, “I was sorted my first year just as you were.”
He recognizes the reputation that comes with Slytherin house, especially now. It wasn’t surprising that the students would have doubts. “If you’re curious about my intentions, then I can assure you my house has nothing to do with my sense of morals., Mr. Malfoy”
ROY MUSTANG
“ When I, who am called a ‘weapon’ or a ‘monster’, fight a real monster, I can fully realize I’m just a human. ”
Tfw when you’re too young to tend bar but old enough to still help out so you have to learn how to play lounge music =__=
Reblog if you RP NSFW
I’m curious, and remember that doesn’t just mean smut. It also means gore, violence, abuse and stuff around those lines
"Ah, those arrangements can certainly be made if Elizabeths safety means enough to you. As for Edward. I can assure you he's safe." He smirks darkly. "but he's really in no position to speak to anyone at the moment. Perhaps I can give him a message?"
“You could take me to him. I’m only in East City a few days after all.”
dracmal:
Draco would have agreed with the others initial description, until he mentions INSECURITY. At that, he retorts back. “Yeah? Know that all just by looking at me? You must be the greatest wizard of all time.” He hisses sourly.
“I’ll be the judge of that then, won’t I, PROFESSOR?”
“You’ve got to admit, Roy Mustang, Greatest Wizard Of All Time does have a nice ring to it.”
He charms the erasers to make quick work of chalkboard, “Though, I do have to ask. why did you approach me after class? If it was just to let me know about how temporary this position tends to be, believe me, I didn’t need a student to tell me that.”
"I'm not entirely convinced you know what you've signed up for." He grins. "But not to fret, our dear Edward can answer any questions you may have."
“You’re correct. However, I wouldn’t be able to take the Lieutenant’s place, not without arrangements. Besides, she’s only under your command because of certain circumstances and I still rank above you.” Roy closes his eyes, trying to regain composure, “I want the Fullmetal Alchemist here, now. Where is he, Kimblee?”
houseoflings:
“I would hardly ask you about that.”
She shakes her head, returning to what she did come for.
“Your bodyguard–the blond woman–what is her name?”
“Who’s asking?” Roy sighs, “If you give me the reason, then i’ll happy to inform you. But for now, you can just call her the Lieutenant.”
"If you're so concerned about Elizabeth, you're more than welcome to take her place, Colonel." Kibbles.
“I’ll do whatever needs to be done. So long as it ensures her safety.”
Condolences
theuncagedqueen:
“It’s not—”
That he’d still think there was some penance to pay, that he could sit and blame himself—it’s heartbreaking. She turns over to look at him, hand falling just short of touching.
“After everything I put you through, when we weren’t even together—Kimblee and the drugs and the lying—and just re-entangling you in my life, when you deserved to be left alone and be able to walk away.”
The words are there, even if she struggles to get them out. She sits up against the headboard.
“Look, if you want forgiveness—you have it. You’ve had it. There’s nothing you ever did to me that could compare to what I put you through.”
“I just wish that I hadn’t wasted all this time. I know it’s too much, but—I wish we could’ve found a way back to each other.”
“I tried walking away. I think we both know why that isn’t possible.”
He remembers spending months staying angry. Trying to point fingers, trying to figure out why Kimblee could have such a hold. Months—when there were a million different ways he would rather be.
Now, even with her forgiveness, he can’t help but feel guilt. He should have helped, gotten her home sooner, came to see her before another terrible thing came to be stacked on the others.
“I don’t care what you put me through. I want to fix it. All of it, if I can. If you’ll let me.”
teammustangofficial:
bisexualelric:
roy mustang: a summary
#OKAY BUT THIS SCENE BREAKS MY HEART #BECAUSE USELESS HAS BEEN AN INSULT USED AGAINST ROY FROM THE BEGINNING #AND HE’S ALWAYS JUST SEEMED TO BRUSH IT OFF BEFORE #BECAUSE IT’S ALWAYS BEEN SAID TO HIM BY PEOPLE LIKE RIZA WHO NEVER REALLY MEANT TO HURT HIM #BUT USELESS IS THE FIRST WORD THAT COMES TO HIM HERE #AND SUDDENLY YOU CAN SEE THAT HE’S BEEN LISTENING ALL THE TIMES HE’S BEEN CALLED USELESS #AND HE BELIEVES IT EVERY TIME
