Bombs Away.

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heading off to doodle! 

might be on later tonight or tomorrow afternoon!

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I want  h o n e s t  opinions about how I portray my character. If there’s a constructive criticism, I’d like to read it. If you’re too shy to say it, you can tell it with the anon on. 

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                    ❝I am perfectly fine, Kimblee. Now— if you’d excuse me, I need to continue.❞ There wasn’t anything wrong in particular— but she was just far more irritated than she usually was. Being interrupted only frustrated the warrior wrong; whether Kimblee was a friend or not didn’t matter in the slightest. She would’ve been annoyed if Mei, Sheik, Greed— or anyone else had come by.

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Rude. He had come by just for a nice chat and she was tossing him under the rug. Well fine. If she didn't want to talk then he'd just wait till she felt like talking. 

He rolled his eyes, taking a seat nearby. He crossed his legs, leaned up against his seat and watched in humble amusement. He thought that this perhaps might annoy her...and he was perfectly okay with that. 

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Song Themed Rp Starters

"I feel like running through the walls!"

"It's too much pain, it's too much freedom."

"I'm overjoyed."

"22 is like the worst idea that I've ever had."

"Well maybe I'm not perfect."

"I feel happy!"

"At least I'm working on it."

"It's how you make it happen."

"Playing with fire."

"Smart ass little girl/boy."

"You say these things and it wears me out."

"Sometimes I feel like a old blue jeans because you wear me out."

"Well who are you to judge?"

"Who was the genius that brought me to life?"

"I'm just trying to see the world through my own eyes."

"She/ He says I'm too young to drink, too green to think."

"Don't do love."

"I'm only after success."

"Don't want cash."

"I just wanna make a change."

"Don't do friends."

"Don't need a relationship."

"I'll never soften my grip."

"I know exactly what I want and who I want to be."

"Oh no!"

"If I fail I'll fall apart."

"I know why I walk and talk like a machine."

"Don't want card."

"Don't need fame."

"One track mind."

"Cause I feel like I'm the worst so I act like I'm the best."

"Maybe it is all a test."

"Now real life has no appeal."

"I'm gonna live."

"I'm gonna fail."

"I'm gonna fly."

"I'm gonna die."

" I'm sorry mother/father I'm sorry I let you down."

"Just by the side of the tinman."

"Well these days you're/I'm fine."

"Your time will come if you wait for it."

"No these days you/I tend to lie."

"It's harder believe me I've tried."

"The sun won't shine for the both of us."

"Believe me when I say I won't have it anyother way."

"But I won't wait much longer!"

"And I keep coming up short."

"I woke up on this side, I thought it was a dream"

"This could be the real world now!"

"My lungs want to explode."

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"…Crimson."

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"Ah, the Fullmetal Alchemist." 

"And to what do I owe the honor of having such a celebrity like yourself showing up at my feet."

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                        A frown etched its way back onto the boy’s features, and he crossed his arms with the slightest of pouts. He leaned back in his chair slightly, putting his feet on the desk as he crossed his arms.  He waited patiently for the other to finish, speaking up after he was finished rambling.

                     “I was hoping to get to know more about you, actually.

                                                                      You know, as a person.

                                             And maybe we could do something fun.”

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"Fun." Kimblee repeated, as if the word was not known in his vocabulary. 

Kimblee hardly even counted himself as a person in this household. It was always "do this" and "do that". Neither the king or queen, as gracious as they both were, left much for Kimblee to say. It was simply how the system had always worked. Servants were not supposed to have fun with their masters. It would be...why it would be-

"I'm afraid that would be deemed unacceptable, Sire." Kimblee said smoothly, flashing Edward a smile. 

"I don't think your father would like me getting personally involved with you. It's best..." He pauses, eyes darting towards the ground as he pretended to rearrange the dishes on the tray. 

"It's best if we stay as we are, Sire. Just a prince and his servant." 

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moaning meme (be cau se you totally haven't gotten 6 million of these y ea h); An eye cracks open slowly, head turning to face the other with a raised brow. "Fucking thirsty..." he muttered sleepily, unsure if he was talking about himself or about the person curled up next to him.

My muse is sensually moaning your muses name in their sleep… How does your muse react? What do they do? 

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                         How anyone was attracted to this boy is beyond me. His mouth hung open with drool, and here he was, mewling the other’s name like a cat in heat. He smiled stupidly in his sleep, moving to grasp the other’s arm and hold it to his face in the meanwhile.

                                                            Amazing.

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                     Oh, fuck. He was onto him. Time to bring out the big guns.

                                                         START PLAN B.

                     He slowly rolled over so he lie on his stomach, kicking his legs in the air like a five year old and whistling absent-mindedly. Nothing to see here, nope.

                  “Wow, I never uh— noticed how uh— white…the walls are.” He mused, refusing to face the other. Face him, Edward. Face your destiny. Let him see that stupid blush on your face.

                                                           Show him.

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Kimblee frowns, groaning sleepily as his hand reached down to wrap around one of the boy's ankles. 

He gives it a sharp tug, jerking Edward closer to the edge of the bed. He reaches down and grabs hold of Edward's mid-thigh, repeating the same motion again.

"Edward Elric." He starts.

"Don't make me come down there."

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                     Ed didn’t have time to argue before he was careened into the shop, and a smell of animals hit him in the face like a bag of bricks.

                                                                               Aw.

                      Ed practically ignored everything Kimbee and the employee were talking about, and rushed forward excitedly to the dog section. He stopped halfway to admire a parrot, and it turned to squawk angrily at him before turning back to its duties.

                      When he arrived to the dogs he browsed swiftly, making stupid faces at all the puppies that lie behind glass windows.

                       “Hey— this one kinda looks like you, Kimmy.” He said with a chuckle, pointing to an old black pug.

                                                                  Boom roasted.

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Kimblee stops mid-sentence at the sound of the comment, brows furrowing in slight annoyance. 

"I'm sure I could say the same about you if we took a look at the toy dog area." He bites back, sending an apologetic look to the store owner who already looked too tired for her own good. 

She only sighs, looking back at Edward before returning to her place at the only desk in the store. She waved the two of them off and Kimblee could only assume this was her way of saying "take your time". 

He shoots Edward a quizzical look, striding himself over to the boy's side and staring down at the pug. 

"Is that the one you want?" He asked, eyeing the way the little creature sat patiently in his compartment and stared politely between the two men. 

"He certainly seems calm enough for me." 

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                          ❝I told you to leave, didn’t I? That means I have no time— even if you were my friend.❞

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"Ouch." Kimblee winces in mock pain, a smile curling over his face. 

"Well someone seems to be a little more stand-offish than usual today. And I don't think it has to do with that vigorous training schedule of yours."

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moaning meme (be cau se you totally haven't gotten 6 million of these y ea h); An eye cracks open slowly, head turning to face the other with a raised brow. "Fucking thirsty..." he muttered sleepily, unsure if he was talking about himself or about the person curled up next to him.

My muse is sensually moaning your muses name in their sleep… How does your muse react? What do they do? 

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                         How anyone was attracted to this boy is beyond me. His mouth hung open with drool, and here he was, mewling the other’s name like a cat in heat. He smiled stupidly in his sleep, moving to grasp the other’s arm and hold it to his face in the meanwhile.

                                                            Amazing.

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                     Ed huffed angrily, giving the other a familiar ‘go fuck yourself' look. He started to stand up, only to realize half way that he, indeed, had a boner. Good job. 

                       With a poor attempt to make himself look like he knew what he was doing, he slowly sat back down, closing his legs awkwardly and smiling sheepishly at the other.

                                                    A master of disguise.

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     Oh he saw that. He definitely saw that without a doubt. And Kimblee couldn't tell if Edward's lewd midnight awakening was creating a feeling of attraction or laughter. Either way, he had a funny feeling in the pit of his stomach and he was going to find out one way or another what it was. 

"What do you have there, hiding between your legs?" He cooed, turning his head lazily to focus on the other's fairly obvious problem. 

"Do you want to share with the class, Mr. Elric?"

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but when your sword breaks,    you draw your dagger.

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                          ❝…leave. I am training and don’t wish to be interrupted.❞                      

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"Interrupted? I had no such intention. Can't you spare a little bit of time for an old friend, my dear?"

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i dont even know if kimblee has anyone to reply to yet jhffdkl but i am here and ill probably be around for a bit 

and i might do one of those like for a starter things :0 

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ill be on tomorrow!! like this if i owe you anything!

night all!! :0

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                         Ed grunted lightly, swatting the other’s hand away from him.

                        “You’re just jealous because my ass is hotter than yours.”

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"..."

"I'm taking you shopping."

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moaning meme (be cau se you totally haven't gotten 6 million of these y ea h); An eye cracks open slowly, head turning to face the other with a raised brow. "Fucking thirsty..." he muttered sleepily, unsure if he was talking about himself or about the person curled up next to him.

My muse is sensually moaning your muses name in their sleep… How does your muse react? What do they do? 

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                         How anyone was attracted to this boy is beyond me. His mouth hung open with drool, and here he was, mewling the other’s name like a cat in heat. He smiled stupidly in his sleep, moving to grasp the other’s arm and hold it to his face in the meanwhile.

                                                            Amazing.

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                           And perhaps the tickle should have caused a light giggle or a bit of cute wiggling, but no. Instead it ended with a high pitched scream, followed by Ed snapping awake.

                       And…here it comes. He’s slipping off the bed, there he goes. He’s in too much of a shock to stay upright, but he’s trying to claw his way c’mon stay upright stay upright—

                                     —Oh, nope. There he goes. He fell off the bed. Incredible.

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Well, there goes the chance of this being the least bit sexy or romantic. Kimblee sighs, crawling across the bed and popping his head over the edge of the mattress. 

"As graceful as the whitest of swans." He smiles, resting his head on the lump of covers that used to be covering Edward's body before the fall.