STAND UP AND WALK.

you're strong enough to make your own path. || ap warning

[meinbruder]

I promise I’ll shut up about my self-indulgent AU soon I just spent way too long on this for it to not get posted here

[meinbruder]

School has been a bitch lately and almost all my drafts here are multi-para, so I’ve been focusing a little more on Shinji and Tomoe lately! I’ll try to come back here slowly because I think the worst of midterms are over, but still, expect this blog to be fairly low activity for a while. Thanks for bein patient with me

[thiirdboy]

RP thread tracker got a really nice update so I created public views for all my muses and provided a link to them in my sidebar for you so I don’t have to keep updating my manual description tracker! Now it’ll always be up to date even when I’m too tired to do shit because of school.

And speaking of which, you’ve probably noticed I’ve been absent across the board. Midterm season is in full swing for me now, so I’m extremely busy with papers and the like. At least as far as I know, the worst of it will be over after this week, but I will probably be radio silent a little while longer. Please be patient with me in the meantime! Thanks so much!

[meinbruder]

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        ❝ IT ISN’T YOUR FAULT. I swear, it worked as good as ever. ❞

          He speaks firmly. He wants her to know that none of this is her doing. Not directly, not indirectly. It was his own actions that caused the damage to his arm, his own haste to stop the Angel making impact with the ground she walked on. He doesn’t resent her in the slightest — if anything, he resents the higher-ups that couldn’t think of a better way to get her to the Geofront. And those bastards have the nerve to say they’re protecting people when they can’t even keep their own out of harm.

          Though he keeps the anger out of his voice, because none of it is directed at her. For now, Ed just lays still, sharply meeting Winry’s eyes before letting them trail back to the ceiling.

          ❝ I was just doing what I needed to do. My arm can get fixed when it needs to. You can’t do that to a human life. ❞

@lcgendaris

[meinbruder]

Threads I will NOT be dropping:

@wretchedtm

@lifesevered ( x2 )

@automaiiiled

@lcgendaris ( x2 )

@pescaprincipessa

If you weren’t mentioned in this post, I’m dropping our thread just for the sake of not running around like a chicken with my head cut off between blogs. This doesn’t mean I don’t want to plot something else with you! Most likely, the reason I dropped our thread is because it’s short, not plotted, and/or I’m unsure of how to keep it going. If you want a new thread feel free to crash into my DMs like the kool-aid man and ask!

[meinbruder]

I really don’t wanna do this but I think I’m gonna do a big mass thread drop...the fact that my draft count is in the double digits has been really deterring me from checking this blog but I feel bad and still want to RP with y’all so hhh look out for a post re: things I’m continuing and not

[meinbruder]

⊰ BROTHER‌ ⊱ :

          thinking, is it? golden hues find their counterparts, a glint of CURIOSITY while attempting to guess what his brother may be about to share. something about alkahestry? something about their upcoming return to Resembool? something about— …pretty much anything but what Alphonse just serves on the table along with coffee? and it is FORTUNATE, indeed, that Ed himself isn’t currently holding his cup nor attempting to drink, lest it all ends up spilled on flesh && wood alike. which isn’t to say he’s not now turning at least seven different shades of red on cheeks and nose and ears, clearing his throat and pretending to still be absolutely impassive. and failing, of course.

‘ w-why would you say that, WHERE did that come from?? ‘

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        AL CAN’T FIGHT OFF a little snort at his brother’s comically red complexion, but he restrains himself from full-on laughing; that would cross the line from lighthearted teasing into just plain mean. Still, he can’t help the grin plastered on his face; jokes aside, he’s happy for the two of them!

          ❝ Well, you’re about as red as your old coat! And I mean, hearing you talk about her...I dunno, I thought it was kind of obvious. ❞ Definitely not one to shy away from emotions, Alphonse. He backpedals a little, lest Ed drop dead from Al pulling his leg. ❝ Seriously, though. Are you gonna do anything when we get back? ❞

[meinbruder]

⊰ WINRY‌ ⊱ :

   “…thanks.” words spoken in a low whisper, but inside her stomach twisted into a million different knots. anxiety & a little bit of guilt all at once. why couldn’t she have kept quiet, not let anyone else know, not drag anyone else into this? gaze dropped to her boots as she followed him along—pensive, her fingers drumming against the binder she clutched to her chest—nervously, instinctively leaning into his touch as she did. his hand a light weight on her shoulder & their arms brushing against one another.

   they weren’t fast enough: she’d heard the tread of his footsteps before they were able to reach the double doors, saw him catch up to the pair. “winry!” the sound of his voice made her shudder slightly. she leaned a little closer into ed, her hand gripping the strap of her backpack tightly. “uh, hi,” she said quietly, “we were just about to leave, actually——”

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        THE SOUND OF HIS CLASSMATE’S VOICE had grown steadily more irritating the more he suspected that things between him and Winry were tense. But right now, Pitt grated more on Ed’s nerves than he ever had before. Ed turned around as Winry did, never letting his hand drop, not even missing a beat as she leaned closer against him.

          ❝ Where to? ❞ Pitt asked, intent in his voice ill-concealed. ❝ Maybe we can walk there together. ❞

          ❝ Actually, ❞ Ed cut in, a little more harshly than was perhaps necessary, ❝ I was already doing that. Winry’s got class right now — ❞ Not even true, but anything to get this guy off their backs ❝ — and she’s gonna be late if you don’t let us go. ❞

          ❝ Oh. Well, I mean, I think Winry can speak for herself. ❞

          It was all Ed could do not to snap back, and I think you can shut the fuck up. But he didn’t, for Winry’s sake. He had to keep up a mostly indifferent facade, he had to shake Pitt no matter how infuriatingly persistent he was. But his mind buzzed with everything he would say if he could. He might burst at the seams, if Pitt said even one more stupid thing. He wanted nothing more than Winry’s peace of mind, goddammit!

          ❝ You really don’t care what she says either way, do ya? She already said we were just about to leave. ❞

          ❝ Well...okay, I guess. I don’t want you to be late. Maybe we can meet up after your class, though? ❞

          And in that moment, his seams burst. Ed stopped thinking, looking from Pitt to Winry before taking action. His body moved independent of his mind, other hand finding a place on her other shoulder, and he swiftly leaned forward to plant a kiss on her cheek.

          And then his mind caught up with him, and he realized how impulsive and dumb he just was.

          But there was no taking it back now! He had to run with the act, and that meant running with a kiss on Winry’s cheek, not letting complete and utter humiliation show on his face. ❝ We should get going, c’mon. Good luck in class, okay, Winry? ❞

[meinbruder]

hi i love you & everything you write

and i love YOU TF!!!!!!!!

[thiirdboy]

Rules have been revised. The changes are mostly cosmetic, so they read better / are more concise, but there are some important changes and additions re: mutuals, duplicates, DNF, and drama.

[thiirdboy]

Alright folks, here’s the deal…I move back into my uni in about a week. My classes don’t start until the 20th, but regardless, activity will be impacted across all my blogs beginning around that time. My schedule is pretty forgiving in terms of having room to breathe between classes, but I don’t know if I’ll be able to say the same about my workload! So this is just an advance warning: please be patient with me while I get back into the swing of school, especially on my secondary muses. Thanks for understanding!

[elenaalvar-deactivated20200112]

[hakune-a-deactivated20190531]

@automaiiiled & @meinbruder

[meinbruder]

Are we talking about the dating protocol?? Because there’s nothing in it about what if your compliments go over her head. I said “are you made of copper and tellurium because you’re cute” and she just shook her head

[meinbruder]

muse  aesthetic  /  repost,  don’t  reblog.

TAGGED BY: @automaiiiled / @lifesevered, ed squad roll up TAGGING : if u wanna do it go for it!!

the softest palms that never want to touch you until after a bottle of wine.  ╱ “ just braid your hair if you won’t brush it, at least, you useless girl. ” ╱ pulling on your skirt with one hand as you shuffle away. ╱ “ you’ll get it done before the day is up. ” ╱ guilt that isn’t yours to have. ╱ it’s a crooked game, but it’s the only one in town. ╱ chains. ╱ “ how could you do this to me? ” ╱ the sharp sting of guilt. ╱ you feel something even though you’re paid to do the opposite. ╱ the family you never had. ╱ falling backwards through time. ╱quicksand. ╱ drowning, but you don’t save yourself. ╱ “ you’re getting better. ” ╱ “ they smile like a snake. ” ╱ you’re the stars and the sky. ╱ there’s a part of you that couldn’t stay away even if you were forced to. ╱ they are your wings, there’s no doubt there. ╱ “ let’s take off somewhere. let’s fly. ” ╱ you edge a bit too close to the sun. ╱another ghost to take your place after every stumble. ╱ deep roots in the ground slashed open in the sun. ╱ rock candy melting in water. ╱ waves rise and leave the foam behind. ╱ the precipice you call home has a tip you’ll reach eventually. ╱ happiness is the best front a man can take. ╱ “ i’ve never seen someone as beautiful as you before. ” ╱ you disagree; they’re more beautiful. ╱ discomfort at the tiniest of touches. ╱ the sky opens up when you see them. ╱ rain comes down. ╱ poppy fields. ╱ your sanity hanging by a thread. ╱ “ oh god, what have you done? ” ╱ roommates weren’t supposed to be the smartest ones of all. ╱ they’ve got a devil on their shoulder and an angel in their mind. ╱ you try to help, but it only got worse. ╱ now they’re dead, it’s all your fault. ╱ adam & eve in the garden. ╱ a temptress in crisp button-downs. ╱ “ fuck, you’ve gone off the deep end, haven’t you? ” ╱ they lie so perfectly you almost forget yourself. ╱ the spark that lit the kindling on your funeral pyre. ╱ sugar and spice and a taste for the dark side. ╱yves saint laurent ╱ black opium on your pillow, a scented cloud drifting behind you like a cape. ╱ crisp green apples piled up on the table. ╱ your shoes are sharp, but your wit is even sharper. ╱ what a pretty one, they say. ╱ you laugh without humor. ╱ a soft, hollow spot sits in your chest. ╱ there’s a place you’ll never leave no matter who tries to stop you. ╱ the seat of power fits like a glove. ╱ heavy is the head that wears the crown. ╱ you share a space, but not a mind. ╱ they think you are weak; you are, maybe. ╱ “ what are you going to do with all of these pills? ” ╱ an empty bird’s nest. ╱ broken pencil tips. ╱ there’s an empty paper in front of you that you’ll never fill. ╱ “ we want you to succeed. i hope you can grasp that. ” ╱ “ they weren’t there when it happened. ” ╱corruption. ╱ there’s a red string tying you together. ╱ the scent of whiskey on the horizon. ╱ “ you’re the best friend i’ve ever had. ”╱ pink tipped fingers lock in secrecy. ╱ 99 red balloons drifting through a hazy sky. ╱ you try to lift your head up, but it’s so much effort. ╱ always walking on sunshine. ╱ there’s a million reasons to come down from the clouds, but you can’t be bothered. ╱ hair twisted up with glitter butterfly clips like a haphazard mobile. ╱ you drift, but you know where you’re going. ╱ no one has any dirt on you because you’re infinitely spotless. ╱ the empty side of your bed they crawled into when they were nine. ╱ court hearings. ╱ “ I miss you. ” ╱siblings are a funny thing. ╱ they point out every family-shaped hole in every picture on the mantelpiece. ╱ blackbird screaming ╱ wake in nightmares ╱ are you an illusion? ╱ I don’t feel real. ╱ who is in control?

[highkyyu]

9820 || Fullmetal Alchemist / Brotherhood || Elric Brothers || ☠ / ☠

[meinbruder]

⊰ WEIRD BUG LADY THAT JUST INSULTED ME‌ ⊱ :

      SHE SHOULD BE OFFENDED by his outright irritation with her, but she is more concerned by his lack of knowledge about a space ship. and this place, which she could only assume is Terra because the people that look like Quill have red blood and not blue, is not at all like Quill described. The cars are not correct, there is strange magic here that she has never heard of or studied, and there’s the feeling in her stomach that something terrible has happened. “Please, little boy, can you help me?” Mantis pleads with him. “I fear something terrible has happened to my friends.”

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        OH. THERE IT IS. The nature of Ed’s expression changes, his brow furrows, his jaw goes taut, almost reflexively, upon hearing the L-word. It takes every ounce of strength he has not to let all his frustration burst out at once, not to cry out, Who the hell are you calling so little that even other bugs would need bug-sized microscopes to see him?!

          But she’s clearly distressed, so he barely contains it. Barely. He might snap if she uses that word again. For now, the right words just slip through clenched teeth. ❝ Listen, I don’t know what you mean by ❛ space ships ❜ or by ❛ little boy, ❜ but maybe I can introduce you to someone who can point you in the right direction. Name’s Edward Elric, okay? So you don’t have to keep sayin’ stuff like l...li — little while we’re walking. ❞

[meinbruder]

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        ❝ SO, I WAS THINKING. ❞ He can’t help the slight mischief in his smile as he begins, innocently taking a sip of his coffee before continuing. ❝ About that time we argued over who was going to marry Winry as kids. Looks like you’ll end up winning that one after all, won’t you? ❞

@automaiiiled | Plotted starter