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enigmasandepiphanies · 2 months
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I think I am years late in crushing on David Tennant but here am I
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beesbeesdragons · 9 months
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roy, in the housewife!roy au, chose to keep flame alchemy a secret from the world. He still uses it, but only domestically. When Riza shares it with him, he vows that it will never see combat for a reason beyond self-defense.
His reason is simple. He knows how dangerous fire is. Fire hurts, fire burns.
Instead of presenting fire to the state alchemist exam proctors, he chooses something else; he has a jar of crude oil, and uses alchemy to create a polymer; the first time nylon has been created in Amestris. It's revolutionary, and Roy earns his pocket watch, becoming the Synthesis Alchemist.
For the duration of the war, from 1905 to 1908, he is stationed in Central, researching and perfecting different synthetic materials. And he is perfectly fine with this. He's helping. He's home, with Ed and Al.
But then Order 3066 is signed. and Roy, as a state alchemist, is forced to leave his children. He's forced into the warzone, not as a combatant, but as support; his job is to repair things where possible; guns, uniforms, tents, whatever needs fixing.
It is here that he reunites with Hughes, who he hasn't seen since their graduation (and god, wasn't that so long ago), and Riza (beautiful, beautiful Riza), who he hadn't seen since he learned flame alchemy. and they talk.
he tells her of everything. of how he hadn't told the military about it, he swore. no one knew about flame alchemy, save for his two children (Ed and Al each had a pair of gloves, made with ignition cloth and embroidered with the circle for flame alchemy), who were under strict orders that it was for emergencies only. and she listens.
the war ends. ed and al welcome him home, and he meets with Bradley, and hands in his pocket watch. His duty, he claims, is to his family. After all, he had just reignited an old flame in Riza, and they were talking of engagement. The boys adored her, and she lived in his house. All that was missing was a ring.
Bradley accepts his resignation and Roy leaves, marrying Riza shortly after in a beautifully intimate ceremony. Riza ends up under Maes' command, and they're assigned to East City. Roy befriends Gracia Hughes, and as they adjust to East City, he meets the other parents at Ed and Al's new school. The ladies are all so nice, and once they hear of his adoration for his wife and boys? Well, of course they like him!
when he can, he calls his sisters. They're just that, his sisters. Whenever one of the ladies asks, he explains. He grew up in a foster home, and they're his foster sisters.
Roy joins the local craft group, at the behest of one of the ladies, and they talk for hours. They talk about everything; from children, to spouses (Ellery and Katie were newlyweds from Dublith, how wonderful!), to politics and the military.
By the time Ed and Al are leaving school (they were too advanced, anyway), Roy is firmly grounded in his network, and knows all the goings-on in the military, from the lowest janitor's breakfast, to Fuhrer Bradley's wife's favourite brand of tea.
After all, he is one of them. He's their alchemist. And alchemist? Be thou for the people.
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marsneedstherapy · 2 months
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don't be fooled by the facade, Orion Hong is actually a complete loser!
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overusedcolons · 6 days
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i know earlier i was TALKING about dimension 20/dm brennan lee mulligan but upon revisiting game changer i want to BE game changer brennan lee mulligan with every fiber of my being.
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butchmarner · 9 months
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AUSTON MO AND WILLY SIGHTING AT MITCH'S WEDDING
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whythobro · 4 months
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Ive been laughing at this for an unholy amount of time
He looks like he’s about to go tell Amaya he’s got a tummy ache or some dumb shit 😭
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elleashling · 5 months
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Oops, Hyperfixation Acquired
anyways most of my art has been traditional (and most of my traditional art has been more successful than my digital art) so i doodled some of the little guys! this was my first time drawing them and i did not look at references i took liberties with their outfits. ragatha deserves some lace after the pilot
you can tell who my favorites are…..
yea anyway im exploding i like this silly show. i Will Learn How To Draw Zooble
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Sheridan: You did all that in one morning?
Ivanova: Yeah, I’m surprised all you did was make a phone call.
Sheridan: I— I didn’t just make a phone call.
Ivanova: Oh. What else did you do?
Sheridan: I ate an orange.
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whenever loid starts for-the-mission-ing and acting like he definitely has no attachment to his daughter whatsoever, i want to jump into the manga/anime and shove this screenshot in his face because????? hello???? that is the softest, sweetest, most loving look. and the little blush???? and the fact that he’s thinking about how worried he is about her and how he needs to do something to make her feel better immediately????
bffr twilight. you don’t look at a little girl like that unless she already has you wrapped around her widdle finger.
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the-lavender-room · 3 months
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I need so much more of the sad wet lizard man and his traumatized family
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noriakichan · 1 year
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Tajima Uchiha with his wife.
My head canon is that those two were really close and in love with all the Uchiha passion they had.
Madara is yet to be born, so there are just two of them now, caring for each other.
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nickgoesinsane · 11 months
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I’ve made this a safe space for everyone, so Imma say something that might sound sacrilegious— Moses from Prince of Egypt is MAD FINE™
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nottoxicfr · 6 months
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Glad to know we all think Thunderseal loves Ky as romantically as a sword can. Spread the message to all corners of the earth please
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wool-string · 4 months
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I hardly talk about Ernest’s teen years but it’s when his story started.
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relatabletoaster · 2 years
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Why are people on here so INCENSED about what happened to Marwa? From the moment she appeared, it was abundantly clear that her only role was to be a plot device to show just how narcissistic Nandor is. She was a wish from a Djinn! A trope that literally always serves as a way to bring out the worst in people! ISTG the way you people interact with media on here is unhealthy...
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decysstuff · 2 years
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Pop Tate has seen a lot of weird things since opening his shop but not as much as seeing a 3 year old struggle to open the diner’s door.
The child was wearing a jumper and shorts that matched the colour of his messy raven hair, and in his chubby hands was a brown teddy bear. He tried pushing the door with his hands, and then his shoulder, until his frustrated eyes met with the old man’s.
Pop, seeing nobody coming to collect the kid, sprinted to take him in. The usual ring of the door echoed through the busy building and only when he had him in his arms did he see the tears on the child’s face.
“Hey there, little one,” Pop Tate cooed, trying to soothe him. “What are you doing here? Where are your parents?”
The boy sniffled and pointed at the far end of hall, right to where Betty Cooper and Jughead Jones were enjoying one of their lunch dates. Pop felt shivers down his spine but shook it off. ‘May be just a relative,’ he thought. ‘He does kind of look like Jug.’
Walking over to the couple’s table he set the boy down on the floor, which went unnoticed.
“Oh, hey, Pop!” Betty greeted him with a smile, looking away from her boyfriend who had a mouthful of fries. “Is everything alright?”
Before the man could reply, the kid whimpered, “Mama.” It caught the trio’s attention immediately.
“I wanna go home.” He continued and Betty slowly pointed at herself.
“I. . .is—is he talking to me?” She asked when he suddenly ran to climb on her lap and uttered his previous statement.
Jughead could only watch as everything unfolded.
“I’m sorry, there must be some kind of mistake,” Betty said, albeit carrying the child into a more comfortable position. “Can you—can you tell us your name, sweetie?”
The boy clutched her sweater. “Bax. . .Mama says my name is Forsythe Pen. . .Pendenton,” he struggled before continuing. “Jones, um, four. But mama and papa call me Baxter.”
Betty and Jughead could hear Pop slowly back away. As if the situation couldn’t get any more sinister, the blonde asked with a gulp, “Do. . .Do you perhaps know your parents’ names?”
“Ewizabeth and papa has my name but he’s three. Papa also calls you Betty, and you call him Jug,” Jughead choked while Betty just felt air being sucked out of her. “Why are you asking me your names? Is it quiz time?”
“No,” Jughead spoke. “No! This has got to be some kind of sick prank. I’m calling Veronica.”
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