It's been a hot second since I've thought of their Xerxesian names, but my notes say Edward's name is Edmaeil and Alphonse's name is Alinil.
I do recall that I created their names by looking at Persian names and finding names that felt similar to their Amestrian names while keeping the Ed and Al part of their names. Though on the website I used, Behind the Name, there was no Persian name that started with Ed so I took the name Esmaeil and just replaced the s with an d. And I unfortunately cannot figure out which name I mangled to create Alinil's name. Curses to past me for not writing it down.
I may tweak their names further as I'm not sure if just, changing around letters in a name is correct or anything? I did make their names a few years ago when I was younger and dumber and all my attention has been on my story Dwarf Still in the Flask so I haven't done any research on my Xerxes AU recently. So if anyone has any information on names and such could you be so kind to swing it my way?
"The Tucker Family: Raking and Taking a Break-ing"
In the final week of FMAbruary and my short series of "Minor Villains being Wholesome", I have finished it off with everyone's favourite minor character: Shou Tucker.
As soon as I saw Autumn, I thought about all those videos of dogs jumping into BIG piles of leaves and the rest was history.
This is a soft, unofficial introduction to a CrackAU I came up with a while back, in which the Tuckers are a completely functional and happy family, who just so happened to turn themselves into chimeras to help Shou pass his alchemy entrance exam and further his career. All consensual and no-body gets hurt and... everyone is weirdly cool with it. Edward and Alphonse, who are introduced to the family by Colonel Mustang, are seemingly the only ones who actually find it horrifying and are incredibly confused as to why no one else is freaking out.
This is what the entire month was building towards, so I really wanted to put 100% into this.
I hope everyone enjoyed this month as much as I did!!!
As I mentioned previously, I wanted to continue the theme of "Minor Villains being Wholesome" and this week decided on The Gold-Toothed Doctor.
He's keeping his boys hydrated after they've been training and jogging all morning on a hot summer's day.
It's never outright stated, but the doctor was clearly the head of the project and so he'd also be overseeing their physical training as well as their transformation into Wrath. I kind of like imagining him as a really overqualified PE Teacher.
This entry was late, due to things getting in the way, but better late than never.
Whoops I'm late, but here is summer! I wanna redo the background and may do so at a later date but I wanted to get this out. Also, drawing this made me realize how large and round Trisha's eyes are.
975 words; vantrisha & cleodora x Father(Thaddeus).
No warnings apply, just a fluffy fic about Cleodora acting oddly generous during spring.
“Trisha!”
Looking up from the garden in the front yard, Trisha saw Cleodora waving overly enthusiastically with Thaddeus in tow behind them.
“Cleo!?”
She yelped as she got to her feet, confused by the two's sudden appearance, but amused by it nonetheless.
“You didn't tell us you were coming to Resembool today.”
Cleodora nodded with another laugh—making Trisha furrow her eyebrows slightly in suspicion—rummaging through their bag now they were standing in front of her. Thaddeus did not look at Trisha other than to give a curt greeting nod, hiding behind his scarf, which he had pulled up higher than usual.
“Here, here,” Cleodora then pushed an envelope into Trisha's hands, rushing past her to the front door of her house before she could react. “Happy valentines!”
They called out over their shoulder before letting themself in. Trisha blinked, stunned by both the audacity and surprise of seeing Cleodora in such an eerily cheerful mood. She huffed as she looked down at the envelope in her hands, shaking her head before looking up at Thaddeus, who still remained in his spot.
“Since when… Does Cleo celebrate valentines?”
Trisha chuckled as she turned the envelope in her hand; ‘Trisa’ was written on the front in an… attempt at an eligible handwriting. Thaddeus shook his head slightly, catching his scarf whenever it threatened to fall.
“Since yesterday I presume. I do not question them right now… They are always acting odd during the spring season.”
“Huh," Trisha acknowledge with a shrug. “Did they get you anything?”
She asked while tearing the envelope open out of curiosity.
“Yes. They managed to find several very old copies of a few books I was planning to buy myself. It was… Thoughtful.”
Trisha had to stop herself from awh-ing at Thaddeus' flustered mumbling. The two had clearly come such a long way, and she could never resist a good love story.
“That sounds like you'll be busy for a while,”
She giggled before peeking into the envelope to find a small post-it note and a collection of different paintbrushes that she had mentioned to Cleodora once. Maybe twice?
“What is it?”
Thaddeus asked when Trisha went quiet with a small smile on her face. She sighed softly as she fished the note from the envelope first. The handwriting is completely illegible considering it is Cleodora's.
“It's paintbrushes…”
Trisha mumbled as she squinted at the handwriting. Thaddeus frowned slightly beneath his scarf, confused by her quiet response, did Cleodora not think about what they were giving her?
“Is that… Good?”
He asked hesitantly, Trisha looked up with a confused blink before nodding with a laugh.
“Oh, yes. It is! I just hadn't expected them to remember that I needed to replace mine.”
Thaddeus made a quiet ‘ah' noise before looking at the note in her hand.
“It says ‘for all your—a word even I can not read—needs’. I assume they meant creative.”
Trisha nodded as she smiled fondly at the note before putting it make into the envelope with a soft chuckle.
“So, did you do anything for them? Or did they catch you off guard?”
She asked as she stuffed the envelope in the pocket on her apron. When Thaddeus hesitated to answer, she looked up with a raised eyebrow, greeted by Thaddeus’ reddening face. He fidgeted with his scarf as he insistently pulled it over his mouth and nose again. Trisha didn't need to know more to put two and two together, covering her mouth as she barked out an amused laugh.
“Oh, I see~” She wriggled her eyebrows teasingly, nudging Thaddeus’ arm with a snort. “No need to be so embarrassed about it, silly.”
Thaddeus shot the younger woman a glare as his face only got redder at her teasing remarks.
“Do not laugh! I am not ashamed. It is just warm.”
“Riiight.”
“Silence, you prurient fool.”
Trisha rolled her eyes with another giggle as she smacked Thaddeus' arm lightly for his defensive grumbling.
Meanwhile, Cleodora had managed to locate their next target, already holding the envelope with Hohenheim's name on it in their hand when they knocked on the door to his study.
“Surprise visit, open up,” They called out impatiently, knocking insistently until the door swung open. “Ah! I was getting worried.”
Hohenheim lifted his glasses with an incredulous look, a small smile on his face despite their sudden—demanding—entrance. Cleodora extended the envelope to him as they leaned on the doorframe.
“What's this about, Dora?”
Hohenheim chuckled as he took the envelope, turning it over in his hand once before putting glasses back on to squint at Cleodora's handwriting.
“Happy valentines day,” Cleodora mumbled before pushing off the doorframe. “I didn't really know what to get you.”
They added, already turning to leave Hohenheim to open their envelope.
Hohenheim shook his head as he watched Cleodora descend the stairs, carefully tearing open the envelope to find a post-it note, a folded sheet of paper, and a small photograph.
While he definitely couldn't read Cleodora's handwriting without Thaddeus’ help, the folded paper revealed a letter written in a very neat and cursive handwriting. A hand that Hohenheim easily recognised as Thaddeus'. A soft smile slowly tugged at Hohenheim's lips as he read over the words, although he was sure the letter was in no way intended for him to ever read, it was deeply endearing. Cleodora should not have crossed Thaddeus' boundaries in such a way however, and he'd be sure to give them an extensive talking to later.
The picture was simple: Trisha on the left, Thaddeus on the right, and Hohenheim in the middle. He remembered that Cleodora took the picture, but he had assumed they would have deleted or forgotten about it in all honesty. It was nice to see.
As I mentioned previously, I wanted to continue the theme of "Minor Villains being Wholesome" and this week decided on Father Cornello. In the '03 version, he had a pet bird. He's feeding them seeds and the like in outside the temple in Liore on a lovely new Spring morning.
I kind of gave up when it came to the birds themselves, though, which is why they look so... weird.
This ended up becoming more of a rushed job than I thought, after having a whole week to do it. The sketching process was so painful, but this was the idea I wanted for "Winter."
I want my submissions to follow a theme besides the seasons, of course. I chose: "Minor Villains being Wholesome" and, in this case, that minor villain is Yoki, Scar and even Marcoh. All coming together to enjoy a hot meal on a cold night in some dark alley somewhere.
Also, I feel like Yoki being the one who was always cooking and tending to the fire was always something glossed over?
I'm so happy FMAbruary is happening again this year and having a week per piece is very nice. (It was helpful but alas, I failed to take full advantage thus I had to forego some detailing.)
I just wanted to scream about the fact I've finished arc 1 of my silly little Homunculus and Hohenheim long fic. And at 193k words. Wowie, that's a lot.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
The FMA Gift Exchange for Sal: @radioactive-bread-guy / @i-need-a-warning-label
The Prompt was: the Homunculi at a Sleepover
I couldn't decide which idea I liked the most, so I kind of did them all in a big collection:
The family staying at the Bradleys, because Selim really wanted a sleepover and, well, it's the only logical place.
Mrs Bradley is kind of an honorary Homunculus.
Sloth gets surrounded by a nest of plushies and stuffed animals.
Wrath is an old man who goes to bed at 20:30, but is also not going to admit that he's tired, so Mrs. Bradley has to get him out of there.
Lust and Envy would definitely have the full spa treatment, with face masks and fussy gowns.
GreedLing and Gluttony get a midnight feast. Ling's influence.
Ironically, Sloth is the only one who stays awake all night, because A: he is well-practiced in keeping awake all the time and B: he just enjoyed himself so much, he didn't actually want to sleep.
Thanks to the Fullmetal Alchemist Fans Community for the opportunity. https://www.tumblr.com/communities/fullmetal-alchemist-fans
janainaart
areudirty
origamiaround
gummygunk
prguitarman
germansingergirl
blakekathryn
snowghoul
jacobvanloon
theartofmadeline
