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RP Blog for an 03-based alchemist from Fullmetal Alchemist with Brotherhood verseSemi-SelectivePlease read Rules BEFORE interacting.Anger the Irritable.

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alchemic-elric​ ; Edward & Alphonse.

Edward can only make a face at this man.  This Axel Arlott. He’s more than capable of putting names together and if that tells him anything then he’d guess he has something to do with the missing person posters around town. He’d guess he’s related to the girl in the picture if anything. Still, he’s soaking up the praise when this man doesn’t just dismiss him for his age.  Not like all the usual adults that come his way.  

He normally gets a lecture about being in the military so young.  

He’s aware of his age, they don’t need to remind him. 

Dorian is hovering the entire time the alchemists are talking. Hovering and listening and looking at the horizon - wanting to get these two boys inside before the sun sinks too much lower behind it. He’d be devastated if such a gifted young thing were to get hurt after coming out this far - and he’s military too. Who knows what Eastern Command would do if one of their soldiers was killed all the way out here? 

He just wants the town to remain peaceful for once.  

Edward says nothing as the blond speaks - he lets him say his piece and then walk away. There’s something off about that man and the Fullmetal boy doesn’t like it.  He’s keen enough to pick up on the small details and he keeps them all in his back pocket for now. 

This man doesn’t need to know just how talented he actually is - not yet any way. 

His eyes are on him, even as he walks away - following after Dorian as he leads them to his home above the local shop in town. It’s small. It’s quaint but he’s lived in worse conditions so he’s not about to complain. He lives in a hotel after all.  So he’s not going to say anything about someone living about their work place. 

His wife is a round woman with a large smile and long brown hair. Round eyes to match a round face, and bright greens matches her color scheme to his mother and he feels his heart pang for a moment when he sees her. Would Mom have looked closer to this now if she’d lived through the epidemic? 

“Welcome! Welcome to our home boys!” She sounds before her husband can even introduce them. 

“Liz, this is Edward and Alphonse Elric. They just got into town, so I offered for them to spend the night. Edward here is the Fullmetal Alchemist. He’s a State Alchemist from the East. It’s alright if they stay with us, right? I just couldn’t bear the thought of two boys - ” 

Her eyes light at the news, as her lips spread out wider.  “Of course it is dear! I wouldn’t want these two dears out in the night with all that’s happened. It’s much safer if they stay with us. Much safer! I was just making dinner, you boys don’t be shy and be sure to eat your fill. Growing boys need to make sure they’re eating properly after all.” 

Edward can only smile as a hand comes behind his head with a shy look on his face. 

“T-thank you Ma’am. Sorry ‘bout the trouble.” 

He doesn’t trust the military’s presence. 

He’s heard the rumors going around town. Perhaps the people in town don’t think he listens, but he keeps an ear out for the gossip. Most don’t involve him but he’s heard the sympathetic whispers when he passes by. The mutterings of how lonely he must be. 

They truly had no idea, for a time, and he’d intended to keep it that way.

But now that the military was lurking about and he needed to keep things under control. Curtains shut during the day, doors and windows locked. No more backyard time, unfortunately. That he could no longer risk. There would be even less freedom but it was a small price to pay to keep things under wraps.

There was something strange about that hand Edward had. The one he’d shook his hand with, it was far firmer than flesh beneath that glove and certainly colder too. Metal, perhaps automail, but at the same time, why would someone so young have automail? There could be a myriad of reasons, all too great a number to ponder now and with too little time to do so with the sun’s rays disappearing quickly.

His pace quickens and Axel hopes he gets home before the sun vanishes below the horizon. Things would be alright. He could keep everything under control. 

He had to.

“ Oh it’s really no trouble, dear! We’re more than happy to house you for the night, and longer if need be as well. No trouble at all! ”

She’d missed having young ones around. It was never the same, these last few years, parents ushering their little ones inside once the sky began to redden with the hues of sunset. Even the teenagers didn’t dare be out when it was dark. The paranoia was still rampant amongst the townsfolk, after what happened to Lyssa. 

She looks over the two, namely Edward. How old would Lyssa be, now? Surely close to Edward’s age. It almost stings, but Elizabeth pushes past it and cocks a brow.

“ An alchemist? Well, you’re far more talkative than the other one we have. Can’t blame him, though, poor man- ”

“ Elizabeth, ” they were words of warning, that much was evident in the way Dorian’s eyes darted from the two Elrics to his wife. “ Not now. ” At this, the woman’s smile falters.

“ Oh hush, you. They’re bound to hear the rumors eventually. You ran into him on your way in, didn’t you? ” Despite her words, she doesn’t speak another word of it upon getting a  nod from her husband.

“ You’re lucky you got here when you did, boys. I don’t know if there would’ve been anyone to see you arrive if you came any later. Everyone’s usually in around sunset. I’m happy you’re here, you both shouldn’t be out on these streets at night. ”

She pauses a moment before the smile is back. 

“ Either way. Make yourselves at home, dinner will still be a bit. Dorian said that you’re a State Alchemist from out East, Edward? It must have been a very long trip for you two boys, I bet you’re quite tired out from the train. ”

send me a misconception you think people have about my character and I'll explain if it's true or not.

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Go on anon and pretend to be a journalist. Ask my muse the hard-hitting questions. Make them squirm. Make them admit things they don’t want to.

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@flameleads​ replied to you post: 

roy vc: -clears his throat-

“ I’m nowhere near your property, Colonel. What is it you want? Or are you simply here to harass an innocent man when he’s done nothing to you? ”

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@blasphemicalchemy​ replied to your post:

colton, kicking him in the leg immediately:

Simply Picks Him Up by his collar and holds the child away from him. Ah, the perks of being 6′3.

“ Who’s child is this? ”

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Hmn. Perhaps he can just let the little beast do his work for him...

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He is...disappointed with the world.

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Answer some questions and get an ominous warning.

you're right to worry.

     you have good intuition.      now you just have to listen to it.

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Peer into my muse's memories: Part 2

💌- A memory about an important event in my muse's life

🎀- A memory about being a child

🛍- A memory about being a teenager

🍾- A memory about being an adult

🛌- A memory about being old/on their deathbed

🎎- A memory about their parents

🎏- A memory about their siblings

💎- A precious memory they hold dear

🕯- A sad memory they would rather forget

🗑- A silly situation that still makes them laugh

🌌- A time they got to admire the beauty of nature

🌃- A time they got to admire the beauty of a city

🎞- A memory that never fails to come back to their mind, good or bad

🐉- A memory that gets them thinking

🌸- A memory about life and joy

🥀- A memory about death and grief

🌱- WILDCARD!!!

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Anonymously tell my muse what the fuck is wrong with them.

[rppanda]

Ask my Muse ANYTHING! They can’t refuse an answer, must be 100% honesty!

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“ That’s one thing I can agree with. Parents always wish for their children to be happy. At least...the competent parents do. ”

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flameleads: Colonel Mustang.

Someone was in his backyard.

Axel Arlott was in his backyard without his permission. Trespassing. Not only that, but he dared to lay a finger on Anger to try and take her away. He had her by the wrist, clearly trying to take her out from under his nose. Too bad for him dogs had keen noses, particularly this beast. The Flame Alchemist didn’t have to think as he put one glove on. They tried the nice approach, and he gave the man a chance to leave. Diplomacy failed, which meant he had to make good on his threats.

He didn’t say a word as he stormed outside. The only sound that came from him was a loud snap. A stream of fire circled around Axel and Anger for a few seconds, inches away from touching Arlott’s skin. When the fire dissipated, its source held up his gloved hand. If the blue sparks emitting from that glove were any indication, he had at least four more sets of calculations prepared. Which one he used next depended on how his prey acted.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he barked, not once letting Axel stray from his sight. “Let her go. Now.”

When will people stop getting in his way?

This was going wrong, so many things going wrong in so little moments. But there’s a small light at the end of this narrow little tunnel. The armored one arrives moments after the Colonel. He yells to let go and thus his grip only tightens. He holds in a metal cradle the golden-haired teenager that he’d heard of so many times. Fullmetal. The Alchemist for the People.

And he looks to be struggling.

This could not have gone more awry but there is one sliver of hope in the boy’s condition. 

Blue eyes turn to look from the armored one to the Colonel, and the man raises a brow. 

“ I would suggest you go care for your real child, Colonel Mustang. He seems in bad sorts. ”

She’s not alone anymore but again she wishes she was.

There’s fire and Mr. Mustang is shouting and then there’s Alphonse and he’s carrying Edward and it’s all so overwhelming. Her father   no, Mr. Arlott still has her wrist and it hurts and she wants so badly to run but there’s more problems.

Something’s wrong with Edward. He collapsed again, Alphonse says, and Lyssa can remember the last time he did and how bad it was and she doesn’t want it happening again. She can’t have it happen again. 

She won’t have it happen again.

“ A-Alphonse, Mr. Mustang   He’s right. Go. Go inside and take care of Edward, please take care of Edward I’ll   I’ll be fine. Please. Please, do it for me. I’ll be okay. I promise, I promise I’ll be okay. Just go. ” 

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Someone’s lurking about.

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❥     𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒    [   𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂    ]   .

headcanon prompts with questions based on plants   &   what they represent in flower language .  happy roleplaying !!  ♡

abatina :   is there anything in life your muse has changed their mind about over time   (   due to becoming more educated on the topic ,   certain experiences  ,   etc .   ) ,    or that they   would   change their mind about under certain circumstances ?  

acanthus :   is your muse deceptive ,   or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means ?   why or why not ?   

aloe :   how does your muse handle grief ?

amaryllis :   what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ?   how do they express that pride ?   

anemone :   how does your muse view the world ;   as a cruel   &   unforgiving place ,   a land full of wonders ,   or something in - between ?  where does that world view come from   (   what experiences ,   life lessons ,   etc .   ) ?  

angelica :   where does your muse draw inspiration in life ?   what motivates them ?

apple blossom :   how does your muse go about expressing or not expressing their sexuality ?  

bachelor’s button :   does your muse actively seek romantic companionship ,   or cherish the liberties of being single ? 

basil :   does your muse have a love - hate relationship with anyone or anything ?

bay tree :   does your muse seek glory   &   accolades ,   or do they favour a simpler ,   more personal life ?  

begonia :   how cautious is your muse ?   are they prone to noticing red flags ,   or paranoid to the point of untrusting most everyone ?   why or why not ?  

belladonna :   how does your muse respond to silence ?   do they take comfort in soundlessness ,   or seek to fill the void with noise ?   

bluebell :   does your muse learn from their past ,   or are they prone to repeating the same mistakes ?  

carnation :   what is your muse’s relationship with their gender ?   how do they express or not express this relationship ?  

chamomile :   what is your muse likely to take away from a painful experience ?   are they one to be haunted by adversity ,   or to use what they’ve gone through to become stronger ?  

chrysanthemum :   how does your muse express romantic love ?  how do they feel about love as a concept ?  

daffodil :   is your muse one to be loyal in relationships ,   or are they likely to quickly move from one bond to another ?

daisy :   did your muse ever feel as though their innocence had been lost ?   what moment in their life could be described as the end of their innocence ?  

edelweiss :   what was the bravest moment in your muse’s life ?  are they known to be courageous from then on ?  

fern :   does your muse believe in magic or cosmic forces ,   or are they more likely to think their life is ultimately a matter of their own control ?  

forget - me - not :   has your muse ever forgotten something that is or was important to them ?   are they afraid of forgetting things like that ?  

gardenia :   is your muse one to confess romantic feelings early on ,   or to conceal them for long periods of time ?  

gladiolus :   describe a moment from your muse’s life that they will never forget .

goldenrod :   does your muse believe in luck or fortune ?  why or why not ?   where do they believe these things come from ?  

heliotrope :   does your muse believe in soulmates ?

hibiscus :   how does your muse view the gentler ,   daintier things in life ?   as things worth preserving   &   caring for ,   or things only bound to wither   &   disappear ?  

holly :   how strong is your muse’s sense of intuition ?  are they aware of it ?   do they ever fear that it is only paranoia ?  

hollyhock :   how strong is your muse’s sense of ambition ?  what’s something they strive for in life ?  

hyacinth :   is your muse athletic ?   does it come naturally to them ,   or have they had to work for their physique and/or skill ?  

hydrangea :   how much does your muse value communication in their relationships with others ?  are they prone to being misunderstood ?

iris :   if your muse could convey one last message to someone they have lost or left behind ,   what would it be ?  

ivy :   what are your muse’s views on marriage ?   do they believe it is something strictly for love ,   or an institution rooted in business   &   social benefits ?   do they desire or have they desired to be married ?

lavender :   how easy is it to gain your muse’s trust ?  once their trust is broken ,   how might one go about mending it ?  

lilac :   what was your muse’s childhood like ?   how has their upbringing affected them as they’ve aged ? 

lily :   how does your muse view their mother ?  

lotus :   has your muse ever felt as though they’ve been reborn ?  have they ever desired the feeling of a fresh start ,   or a better understanding of themself and/or the world around them ?  

magnolia :   describe your muse’s relationship with nature   &   the natural world .  

marigold :   is your muse prone to jealousy ?  how might they handle envious feelings ?  

mint :   does your muse view themself as virtuous   &   moral ?  what do these words mean to them ?

nasturtium :   describe your muse’s relationship with their birthplace ,   or homeland .  

oak :   who would your muse consider the strongest person they know ?  

pansy :   does your muse often reflect on their own actions ?   do they ever think a lot about the past ,   and what they could have done differently ?

parsley :   describe a holiday your muse enjoys ,   and why they enjoy it .

peony :   what would a   ‘  happy life  ’   look like in your muse’s eyes ?

poppy :   what comforts your muse ?

rhododendron :   is your muse receptive to warnings   &   advice given by others ?

rose :   how much does your muse value other people ?   do they wish to have many friends ,   lovers ,   and/or associates ?   are they an easy person to love ?

sage :   what is your muse’s legacy ?   what do they want to be remembered for   &   what might they actually be remembered for ?  

salvia :   is your muse possessive over people or things that matter a lot to them ?  how do they express that possessiveness ,   or lack thereof ? 

snapdragon :   is your muse merciful ?  why or why not ?

southernwood :   how seriously does your muse take themself ?   do they prefer a solemn   &   intellectual atmosphere or do they delight in jokes   &   banter ?  

sunflower :   what brings your muse the most joy in life ?  

tulip :   how does your muse view people in general ?  

violet :   how does your muse respond to betrayal ?

willow :   how does your muse handle sadness   &   depression ?

zinnia :   how has the loss of fallen comrades and/or loved ones affected your muse ?   has it taught them anything or given them any new perspectives ?

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Someone’s lurking.