#i met three other ppl who worked there that i'd never met before. and they were all like 'oh are you kailys sister who does the drawings?'

[seroquelling]

pondering the bat shit / funny things i've done / experienced in my 28 years on this planet:

drove my car into a fence post at 3am in the middle of nowhere. lost my side mirror and spent the next 20 minutes on the side of the road in a wheat field looking for it. never found it.

drunkenly fell off of someone's balcony at a party and landed ass first into a trashcan below. it took three people turning the trashcan over to get me out because i'm short and thin so i had folded in half inside of it. managed to not spill my beer, somehow.

drove in the middle of a severe snowstorm on the highway to go to my friends house at 4am. tried to drive through a snow mound and got my car stuck. had to flag down strangers that were driving past. they let me sit in their truck while they pushed my car out of the snow. instead of turning back and going home, i drove the rest of the 30mins to my friends house.

had a psychotic break and tried to cut my arm off with a machete.

broke into my bosses warehouse after my shift @ 12am because he left his puppy in there overnight and wasn't feeding it.

was climbing up the stairs to my friends apartment at 1am in the middle of the winter. had a heavy ass backpack on full of booze i'd stolen from my job, and a 30pack of beer in my arms. slipped on the second to last step at the top and fell head over feet all the way back down. passed out cuz my head hit concrete at the bottom. friend found me five minutes later and had to drag me up the stairs. had a concussion. still enjoyed beers with them.

used to beg people to have 'friendly fist fights' with me at my old job. still have scarred knuckles because of it.

went to a very country bar in the deep south of my hometown. not a very safe place for lgbt ppl. slammed a pitcher of beer, and bought a rose and gave it to a pretty girl at the table next to me that was with some guy. ended up charming her enough that we slow danced together. almost got into a fight with the dude over it.

sold all of my shit and moved to a foreign country with no real plan in mind. twice.

convinced an entire bar to do the cupid shuffle with me

drove to taco bell in the middle of a snowstorm because i was craving it. ended up in a ditch on the way back. had to call a towing company a few days later to get my car out. got a concussion from that too bc my head hit the steering wheel

three days after trying to hack off my own arm with a machete, i went to a party full of people i'd only met once. convinced some guy that was there to let me pierce his nose. did. then hooked up with him. made out with two other people the same night.

almost died while swimming in the ocean because i got caught in the riptide. didn't yell for help because 'that's embarrassing'. in the end some dude on a surfboard saved me and got me back to shore.

took acid in the middle of the woods with a coworker i barely knew. went to work the next day still tripping bc someone called in.

snuck out of my house and drunkenly climbed up a mountain with friends, in flip flops. they broke on the way down and i had to be piggyback carried by one of the guys in our group all the way back to the bottom. when we got to the bottom, one of the guys realized he left his keys at the top - i had like barely an hour to get home before my mom woke up and realized i'd snuck out. made it back to my side of town with five minutes to spare. friend took a wrong turn and instead of letting him turn around, i jumped out of the (still moving) car and ran across peoples yards, vaulted over fences, barefoot, before diving back in thru my window. managed to get back into bed just before my mom came to check on me before work.

defended my coworker from people who were trying to steal / cause a scene with my switchblade.

threw a used tampon into my friends neighbors open kitchen window because they'd called her a slur. he came outside with a shotgun and we fled into the cornfield behind his house.

got dropped off after a party and tried to make my way back toward my window to sneak back in. passed out in the front yard face down in the grass.

got into a (verbal) fight with an old ex boyfriend in a parking lot because he'd cheated on me. he dropped a taco he'd had in his hand and as he was bending to pick it up i kicked it all the way across the parking lot. it exploded into a rain of shredded cheese and lettuce.

a coworker at an old job dropped his phone into a large dumpster out back. trying to win his affections, i jumped inside and waded thru trash juice and muck to look for it.

hooked up with someone at a funeral.

tried to contact the fae and bargain with them to take out a coworker i hated. he had a heart attack (lived.)

i realized halfway thru writing all of this why maybe no one sticks around for me in relationships.

[decoloraa]

Miles headcanons! One...two....three...GO!

OKAY

How he came to Briggs:

Miles has been at Briggs before Olivier got into command, but Olivier came to the fort before him. I've seen some people say that Miles joined a few years into the Ishvalen war, but in fmab he says that he came to Briggs right before the war (ep 34)!

He and Olivier met at the military academy and didn't get along at all at first, I could see them beinr more like rivals when they were younger. Olivier eventually gets transferred to Briggs and Miles stays at Central.

Even before the Ishval conflict started there where agitations against Ishvalans in the military and when Miles criticized a commanding officer a bit too hard, be got transferred to Briggs as a punishment where he reunited with Olivier and met Buccaneer.

As the met years later the two of them still were more like rivals than friends, but they got along. And when the time came where Olivier became a candidate to inherit Briggs command, Miles supported her.

His duties at Briggs:

I think of Miles area of responsibilities to be on the organizational side. He isn't an expert at fighting (ofc he can do it tho), but is highly analytical, tactical and something which I'd describe as efficient.

In episode 34 he said that he was a "staff officer" when he confronted Olivier on why she's letting him stay at the fort. My guess is that he plans the soldier's shifts, patrol schedules and so on. He's in charge of managing everything that's important to keep the fort running. And Miles is definetely a tactician! He helps planning missions, attacks and so on. This man is busy as hell, but he never seems tired.

Personal headcanons:

My interpretation of Miles' personality is a bit different from what I've seen in the fandom. Feel free to disagree with my interpretation, it's just the one I found most fun for me.

We see Miles as mostly serious in fma, he rarely smiles and keeps a rather stoic expression. Due to this and his duties I see Miles as someone who is just VERY professional. He's very keen on rules and protocols and following them to a T.

Miles isn't one to goof around and crack one joke after another. Doesn’t mean he can't make jokes, after all we do see him smile (like... one time??). He just prefers to stay focused and work efficiently, something that's greatly influenced by his motivation to proof himself and help Olivier. He's not the kind of guy who messes around a lot and he finds disturbances in his plans rather annoying (a reason why he and Casther don't always get along).

I think Miles humor can be a bit dry and actually he jokes more than other ppl think, but most just don't realize. He's also the king at insulting ppl without them noticing.

I'm not that good at explaining character traits, so I hope this doesn't feel too ooc. If you have other HCs, please share! I always love to see other ppls takes and staying close to canon is very important to me.

ALSO

Miles is the token straight friend at the fort. He says he has a wife in fma, but tbh no one has ever seen her. And because Miles never talks about her (he's a very private person), some people (Casther) question if that wife really exists or if Miles is pranking all of them.

#me gathering any crumb of info on Miles and the Briggs squad to see if my HCs are fitting #i hope these don't feel too ooc #major miles #fma #fma brotherhood #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #Fullmetal alchemist #fort Briggs #fma briggs #decoloraa talks #ask #capricornte

[effyeffa]

how did you decide for sure that you wanted to drop out? and was it hard adapting to your new major? im also kind of worried about feeling like i'd feel as if im dragging behind bc i already did two years and if i change majors I'll be with ppl younger than me so yeah

right this is gonna be a long answer so I’ll put it under a cut!

ok so first of all i spent three full years in med school i know how you feel. it literally doesn’t matter. like that’s just a mindset you have to adapt time does not matter you can start smth new any time! i’ve met so many ppl who like started studying at 30 and one of my family’s close friends got another degree at like 60 it’s NO big deal. and if your experience has been anything like mine those years weren’t wasted either, i’m sure you learned many important things! i’ll never look back on that time bitterly because i did enjoy so much of it. ultimately i had to make a decision for my future which i rarely do and it was very hard, yes, but it took such a huge weight off my shoulders. i think the final straw for me was when a professor asked me in the middle of a practical exam whether i thought this was the right path for me (because for a multitude of reasons i was quite literally crying with my hands in a dead body asdsgjkhgfh) which was horrible and unproductive but it did remind me the environment i had put myself into. like that’s just what it’s like in the medical field and it’s not just med school i see my friends now who start working at hospitals and come home crying almost every day because of the disrespectful way their superiors treat them. i mean i’m sure there’s medical systems in other countries that work better but that’s what it’s like here (germany) and in many other places as well i’m sure. i used to romanticise that shit so hard. like, insane levels of glorification of the overworked career machines who numb themselves and are proud of that numbness are fed to us daily by stupid procedurals on tv!! and once i realised i was only dreaming up a job that never existed in real life making that decision became a little easier. the biggest struggle for me was i actually loved working the clinic (interning with the nurses) but i was once again glorifying such an unhealthy inhumane work environment that could only ever make me happy short term and would be unsurvivable long term. 

adapting to the BA program i’m in now was difficult but only in the sense that I’ve always had difficulties with the constricts of academia (which for sure wasn’t helpful in med school) but after my first exams i very quickly realised i’d be able to do this, and that navigating those issues i have is much easier when the subject actually excites me, i think that’s the biggest difference. now i enjoy the process, i’m not working for some imaginary goal at the end of an endless tunnel. and i immediately found my people as well which was much harder in med school! which i think that’s such an important part of this, surrounding yourself with people who inspire you to learn more outside of uni. in med school i felt like year after year i just got dumber because i was so drained, wasn’t reading any books for fun or getting ANY other input than all the things we had to memorise brainlessly. and there were so, so, so many other people who changed majors a million times and were starting over again, i think it’s becoming much more common, especially in the humanities. nobody ever made me feel out of place for being a few years older because most other subjects are much more mixed groups anyways. 

i think making that decision was a lot like... not to sound cliché but i was drowning and i needed to do that to be able to breathe again. something that helped me tremendously was talking to other people who had dropped out (thank god i already gravitated towards those ppl back then for SOME reason lol) and then quietly researching other options, really asking myself what I’d want to study, and coming up with a plan before sharing with more people.

i hope this helps a little! 

#Anonymous