Honestly

She/her

[phantomrose96]

You know the. You know the Femme Fatale "I grew up with 10 brothers so I know how to fight" character?

That's

That's Roy Mustang

Just the opposite.

Roy "I grew up with 10 sisters so I know how to disguise covert information reconnaissance as flirting" Mustang.

"I grew up with 10 sisters so I know how to weaponize my sexual charm to disarm others and win favor."

Roy led every higher-up to believe he was just a fuckboy and a manwhore in this for his own ego and that they shouldn't view him as any kind of violent revolutionary like "no sir I'm just a slut."

Roy Mustang.

[phantomrose96]

I'm surprised I didn't say this in the original post but to specify: Roy Mustang grew up in a brothel, specifically he grew up adopted by a woman running a brothel where, specifically, all the women there are in the business of covert information reconnaissance by playing escort to important politicians.

Which. is an absolutely batshit primary character backstory to mention once, late in the series, and then immediately move on from.

And actually Hiromu Arakawa did it so well that every single fan interpretation of Roy Mustang for the FMA03 anime treated him as an honest to god man-slut. Bought his whole act hook line and sinker.

And you do, in fact, need to get further into the manga/Brotherhood to realize he is just acting like a slut because surely a true and honest hand-to-god slut like this guy wouldn't be overthrowing the government.

[writing-challenges-and-prompts]

Writing Prompt: Dialogue

“Deep breath, and then run.”

[foldingfittedsheets]

My wife is outside potting plants. The screen door is open.

Leeloo is screaming her tiny fucking head off at the door, outraged that she can see my wife outside and that she, a tiny cat, is not also outside. Nobody has ever wanted anything as badly as Leeloo wants outside right now.

While conveniently ignoring the open catio.

[writing-challenges-and-prompts]

Writing Prompt: Dialogue

“Sometimes I gotta do shit which… which I shouldn’t have to do, but I got to do it. And I’m the only person who can do it.”

[whygodohgodwhy]

Quote Prompt

“In a very short amount of time, you became more important to me than anyone I had ever met before, and I’m not sure which one of us has something wrong with them for that to happen.”

[whygodohgodwhy]

Conversation Prompt

“I have no idea who taught you so much love and compassion and forgiveness, because it definitely wasn’t me.”

“Maybe I learned forgiveness from having to forgive you every time. I didn’t have many other options.”

“The compassion is still a mystery though.”

[whygodohgodwhy]

Quote Prompt

“Seeing you with your loved ones makes me miss my family for the first time in years. It seems you truly can be nostalgic for anything. Those freaks tried to sell me.”

[professorsparklepants]

I’m never going to get over the final scene with the gate of truth. How when asked to play god, the correct answer is giving up your ability to play god. 

It even cycles back to Ed’s dialogue in chapter one, with the story of Icarus, because in that metaphor Ed is Daedalus. And just as Daedalus hung his wings in Apollo’s temple, never to be used again, Ed surrendered his alchemy with full knowledge of he’d done, and what came about from his mistakes.

So many people fuck up the story of Icarus when they use it thematically but Arakawa gets it so right. 

[clonerightsagenda]

I rag on Maes Hughes for being chill with genocide but to be *entirely* fair upon a reread, it's not like he's loving it, he's just not particularly haunted by it either. Roy rants about how this is a betrayal of how he joined the military to protect people (mistake number one, dude, seriously) and Maes calls him naive. His reason for fighting is to stay alive. While Roy talks about his dreams of a better future, Maes refers to letters from his girlfriend as his brighter future. He's willing to support Roy's ambitions because Roy's his friend, but he thinks they're childish.

The impression I get is that Hughes has decided he can tolerate atrocities as long as he stays alive and can go home to his loving family, so he leans into that loving family really hard. That's his reward. That's what makes it worth it. Which adds a layer to Envy killing him while disguised as his wife. You can't hold those things separate. If you're a collaborator propping up an awful regime, your family (and you) will still eventually become its victims. The rot at the heart of the nation is wearing your loved one's face.

[paragonrobits]

underappreciated Edward Elric detail; as his character progresses, he actually avoids speaking in jargon too much when he’s talking to people who don’t understand alchemy, such as Ling. When they ask, he deliberately simplifies it without so much as batting an eye or complaining; he’s calm, patient and explains things in a straightforward way that also conveys information accurately.

this is especially noteworthy given the prevalence of secrecy among alchemists (the emphasis on hiding all information in code, and refusing to reveal any research if possible); Ed has no problem telling trade secrets to a layman when that seems to be a huge deal among non-military alchemists.

Considering that Ed’s biggest issue is his own pride and arrogance, this is a huge character detail for him. Compare him rattling off the chemical composition of the human body in chapter one, seemingly just to make a point to Rose, to how he carefully explains complex technical details as simply as possible to his friends and allies.

it stands as a big contrast to, say, Pride, who simply goes with a ‘a mere insect like you could NEVER understand’, which makes sense. Pride is, after all, Edward’s greatest failing.

[liquidstar]

you know those posts that talk about young boy protagonists that wont kill and try to work things out through other methods like mob or aang… i feel like everyone completely ignored the fact that edward elric is also 100% one of those characters, we just dont see it because he just doesnt act like it since hes so edgy and goth all the time, but (at least in mangahood) he upholds a really strict “no killing” code because he believes that a life is worth more than anything. alphonse elric is also a more conventional example of this since he’s all soft, but he’s technically the deuteragonist so he also gets left out a lot. also they both fight a LOT and arent afraid to hurt people, but they dont WANT to and they still would never kill because its so against their morals, they wouldnt even use a philosophers stone to get their bodies back. i think we owe the elric brothers an apology for excluding them when making posts about characters like that, they totally deserve to be included to imho

[roman-royy]

the always sunny podcast nº31

[dailysasukes]

sasuke day 478

[professorsparklepants]

#breaking the cycle: FAILED (via @chucktaylorupset)

[glamaphonic]

some not insignificant portion of witch society must gossip a lot about why in the world

brilliant prodigy, wunderkind inventor: olruggio of the torch

spends literally his entire life attached at the hip with that freaky one-eyed kid they found in the woods that time

[cherryblossomtimemachine]

Do not separate they need to be kept together 24/7

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

Knocked flat by a tree, water-vortexed, electrocuted while in the water vortex, lost all feeling in his hand due to the aforementioned electrocution which made him drop and shatter a pot of tea, then tackled by a flying child at rocket-speed all in the same episode. Congrats my guy that's the worst anyone's ever done it

[thoroughlysaucedsparrow]

Oughhh Agott…projecting into her as someone who grew up with a similar background….

Mistakes are not an option for her everything has to be perfect in order to keep her mom’s affection. Walking on eggshells never messing up and being at attention to keep everyone happy.

The first time she accidentally spills her ink in the atelier she watches in horror as it starts seeping into the wood groves. She does her best to scrub it with what she has around, she can get a good amount up but it’ll stain regardless. Shit, she’s done it, she’s fucked up, she had one job and she fucked it up. She was careless, lazy, her mother was right. Qifrey was so kind to take her in and she ruined his furniture. She can hear it now, the yelling, the insults, the lecture about how all she does cause stress and everything has to do everything for her. She’s shaking, it’s all over, she ruined her chance. She tries to steady her breathing and that all fails when she hears footsteps approaching her room.

Qifrey knocks before gently opening the door. He sees his brightest apprentice, kneeling at her desk holding a washcloth in trembling hands, staring at him like a deer in headlights.

She expects to see anger in his eye,, only to be met with…concern? She’s confused now, she’s dealt with this scenario multiple times with her family but it’s never gone like this. Qifrey walks over to her, kneeling next to her and wiping her tears with his cloak.

This is a new. He asks questions, “what happened?” “Are you alright?”. Why?

Agott stutters, ushering to the dark stain that was now drying into the table. She can’t escape this now. Qifrey looks…relieved.

“Is that all? Oh thank goodness…” he sighs, his panic fading. He’s not mad, why isn’t he mad? He should be mad. She just ruined his property, that’s not coming out. She wasted the precious ink he bought for her, why is she being coddled?

She doesn’t know how to react, what the hell is going on. Is he messing with her? Surely him and Olruggio will discuss kicking her out. This is new. Does she lean into the comfort and swat it away? She thinks she should swat it away, she hasn’t earned it. She looks away in shame, letting out a shaky apology. She wants to curl up in a ball and die.

“Oh dear, it’s alright” he comforts her. “You’re still learning, you’re bound to make mistakes like this, ink is naturally messy” he takes the inky washcloth from her hand and sets it down.

“What you need right now is rest, we can take care of this tomorrow”. He stands up to to leave, only to be put in a death grip hug by Agott. He doesn’t question, just wraps his cloak around her in silence as she sobs.

This is new, but it’s good. It’s something she’s been longing for for so, so long. As her months pass in the atelier, meeting Tetia and Richeh, sharing a room with Coco, she finds herself staring at that stain on her desk when she feels anxious. It’s just a stain, on a mere wooden desk. She’s safe, she’s secure, she’s home.