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what's in my bag (accurate to real life)
everyday i think abt bicon megumi and his line abt his father naming him megumi w no regards to his gender
constant state of mind
my brain was having thoughts again
hot girl summer is over. it's time for final girl fall
"You…don't really know how to ballroom dance, do you, Mr Mustang?" He stuttered in his step, losing the rhythm he never really had to begin with, which probably emphasized her words. "Ah…I may be out of practice." He chuckled nervously. "I wasn't…professionally trained, if that's what you're asking." At her silence, he glanced back down at her mahogany eyes and found that she was gazing up at him skeptically. It was a familiar gaze, searching and scrutinizing. Trying to read him. "You seem surprised," he noted in a low voice.
aka some au stuff....sorta
we know that Berthold was a pretty shitty father to Riza, and we know it's all because of his alchemy research. but because i'm currently in a pre-canon headspace, i've been speculating reasons for his neglect outside of just his obsession for alchemy.
incomprehensible brainrot below.
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