#ithinkiknowenoughofhate

[visionsofecho]

@ithinkiknowenoughofhate​ || Continued from here!

Ed startled, accidentally hitting himself in the mouth and cutting his lip in the process. He hadn’t been aware of any “unhappy face,” he had been very busy staring off into the distance. Sidelined for the time being due to an injury (whose severity had been greatly exaggerated), it had been a long day of mind-numbing paperwork. He was honestly starting to feel a little more empathy towards Mustang’s procrastination. It would take at least eight hours to reset his brain after all that.

“Nothing ‘unhappy,’” Edward said. “More like I was just about to fall asleep right here.”

“Ah, look at you. What a mess.” Ignoring all boundaries, the Colonel quite simply reached over and wiped his thumb over the cut on his protégé’s lip. His hand ungloved, he gazed down upon the faint red plasma collected on his digit before merely rubbing it off against his index finger.

With a perhaps overdramatic sigh, as though he had been carrying the weight of the whole state on his shoulders rather than blatantly ignoring the piling papers at his desk, he walked back to his chair across the room.

“If you keep injuring yourself so easily, you’ll never leave this room. Take it from the expert here.”

[enviouscore-archived]

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‘‘Great job, prodigy. Now we’re stuck here.’‘ He moped, sitting down while crossing his arms. This sucked. Envy was usually pretty good at getting out of tricky situations, yet he couldn’t get himself out of this one, simply because... well.. their entrance had caved in. And if he were to try and get out it may collapse even more. Envy would rather die there of starvation than have to face Father’s wrath if he got one of the sacrifices killed.

And that’s when he realized that, in fact, he may already be hurt. Envy couldn’t see well in the dark but he glanced in the direction he thought the alchemist was in. ‘’Are you okay?’’

[rileyjensonrose]

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A snow storm. Not very expected this time of the year, especially since they weren’t even that far North. Just a little above central. 

Ever since Scar had been sighted in the area, he had been assigned to be Edward’s bodyguard. Alphonse wasn’t here currently, being off somewhere else to do research with another bodyguard, so Riley stayed with Ed.  And all was going pretty well, until they got snowed in before they even realized it. The door was blocked, the windows were blocked, and it was getting colder and colder inside.

The lieutenant looked over at Edward. ‘’Looks like we may be in here for a good while.. We have enough food, but I’m pretty sure the radiator’s broken...’’ He spoke. There were no extra blankets around anyway, just the two sleepingbags they had brought when they figured out they had to go lay low for a bit.

[indomitableicequeen]

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SEND ME  📖  FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO YOURS THROWING A BOOK AT THEIR FACE @ithinkiknowenoughofhate

“You better have a good reason for throwing this in my face, Red Runt.”

[theburiedbookworm]

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Send (╯°□°)╯ for my muse’s reaction to yours punching out someone who was flirting with them! @ithinkiknowenoughofhate

Sheska shifted uncomfortably as the man in front of her just kept talking to her, inching more and more into her personal space. It hadn’t been a huge problem at first--she had just kept moving back and away. But he had followed her around this festival she had just wanted to attend and enjoy off and on all day.

Now, as the sun was setting, and people were getting excited for the fireworks that were upcoming, the man was getting more bold. Sheska had tried to excuse herself, but he was clearly not taking no for an answer. He was flirting more and more with her, and now he was touching her. He tried to carry her bags (full of books naturally), rested a hand on her shoulder more then once, and tugged playfully at her hair. None of those would be bad if she was alright with the person, but he was a practical stranger. 

She had been more then glad when she had spotted Edward in the crowd, and had hoped that the presence of someone she knew would scare the man off. Apparently it wasn’t, because even as she greeted Ed and talked to him for a second, the man still tried flirting with her. She tried to ignore him. And then his arm crept around her shoulders, and she was not okay with this. She stiffened up, but before she could say anything, he was on the ground, Edward’s metal fist extended and the man on the ground.

Sheska gasped, and moved back with a “Ehhh?!” She looked back and forth between the now unconscious man and at Edward. “I--Edward!” She didn’t know what to say. She was glad that the man wasn’t touching her anymore, but she hadn’t expected something like that. “I--why--I-um!”

How did she react to this?!

[lovedthe-stars-toofondly]

*side-eyes the milk suspiciously, just in case it tries anything* ~~ithinkiknowenoughofhate

Alfons returned shortly, looking between Edward and the rather unassuming glass of chocolate milk on the table. He suppressed a laugh at Edward’s face.

“Are you expecting it to jump at you?”

[mariasuzanne-archive]

“Have you seen my brother? He’s thirteen, a bit taller than me, and he has grey eyes and black hair.”

The man shook his head. “Sorry, sweetheart.” he patted her on the shoulder and continued on his way.

Disheartened, she plopped down on a nearby bench

“Are you looking for someone?” A woman asked from behind her.

Gemini whirled around, startled. “I... Yea.” She repeated her mantra... Only for the woman to shake her head and walk away.

For probably the millionth time in the last hour, Gemini scanned the crowd. And for probably the millionth time in the last hour, there was no sign of a tall, skinny young boy wandering through the crowd, as anxious to find her as she was to find him. Possibly more.

Then she spotted a boy on one of the benches on the other side of the street. Even from several yards away, she could see his sharp eyes scanning the crowd.

She approached him and asked the same thing she’d asked maybe a dozen times in the last hour.

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[scentedbygunpowder]

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Riza’s eyes blinked, as the world slowly came back to her. It felt tilted, and on its side, and she blinked again, trying to get her bearings. She was on the ground, and bits of burning wood and other material were around her. She could see people running in her general direction, although most seemed to be concerned with something behind her. 

Her ears rang as she turned her head around to see what they were running towards, and the world tilted again at the movement. She realized that she was falling on her side again, and wasn’t quite able to catch herself. A building was burning behind her, part of it missing, and it took her a moment too long to realize that it was on fire, and she should probably move.

She tried to push up, but her head swam and she went down again as the world swirled around her. The explosion--yes, that’s what it was, wasn’t it?--must have done something to her head. She reached a hand up towards her ears, suddenly realizing that she did feel something wet on her head, and her hand came back with blood.

She stared at it for a moment, before suddenly realizing someone had a hold of her arm and was yanking her up. Her head swam as she tried to look at who it was, seeing Edward there. He was yelling something, but all she could hear was that ringing in her ears and he coaxed her to stand up. She was extremely dizzy and her head swam as he yanked her, and she leaned heavily on him. She did her best to help move herself, although he was half-carrying her as her sense of balance dipped and swam as he moved them away from the burning building and towards the emergency vehicles.