strongholdqueen-archive-deactiv whispered:

"" Are you awake?""
Send " Are you awake?" To hear what my muse says to yours in their sleep.

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♟—Half awake and half asleep meant that some senses were up and running. For instance, Roy’s brain and thoughts weren’t up but his ears and tongue were. So when Hawkeye spoke to him, without thought, he replied: “Riza, wake me up when Fullmetal grows taller.” It was a bunch of words that came out that formed a sentence that barely made sense. It was as if he wasn’t much aware who it was and aimed an insult at Fullmetal, in case it was him, and was asking the lieutenant to wake him. Although, his sentence didn’t exactly explain that. 



Anonymous whispered:

"What are three things you want? In career, love, and sex?"

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♟—‘Career-wise, 
when I’m Fuhrer, I wont want anything. In love, I haven’t thought that far ahead, and sex, well what more could a man like me want?’



strongholdqueen-archive-deactiv whispered:

""Shut up.""
Send "Shut up." for my character's reaction to yours pushing them against the wall and kissing them.

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♟—
Lips hit his faster than he could react, his back hitting the wall rather hard. His eyes widened before he recognized the face that had just pushed his back against the wall and began kissing him, his lips curling into an arrogant smile, even with the opposite’s on his own. His hands moved to her waist, then her thighs, gripping them before hoisting her up and holding her against his body, turning them around with little struggle and pushing Riza’s back to the wall.



swift-wind-alchemist whispered:

""So, uh, Colonel.... About what happened the other night.... Nothing happened the other night, /right/?""

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♟—”The other night? Do you mean the night everyone in the military celebrated Brigadier General Danes’ promotion? Absolutely nothing happened, unless you count Feury ending up in the hospital as something…”

Deny everything. Even if it’s to the person who you did ‘everything’ with.  



luxuriamordens-deactivated20141 whispered:

"Ḫ̸͔̗̠̼̩̯͇ͫ̅͗͑̉̃̇̔ͨȮ̜͎͓̟͙͛̇ͩ̽Ẁ̼̣̰̬̫͖̲͓̺̔̔̀ ̵̢̯̪̼̲̗̮̔ͯͨ͛̅̿ͦͭD̸͈͎̰̱̦͓̹͐̎̅͌̄͡ͅAͨ̓́̈ͫ̇̋͏̩̪R̢̧̦͖̰̬̭̭͎̺ͦ̔̄E̫̮̳̝̍̉̄͋͗͋͘͟͞ ̢̮̲̫̲̻͓͇͓̃̂ͬ̾͒́͘ͅŸ̺̩͇̥́̓ͦ͆͗̐͗͐̚Ǒ͇̥̻̞̹̪̔͌̊̾Ǘ̷̽̔̊̃́҉͙̥͓͙̗ ̘͇̼̝̩͍͉̔͛̈̿̍͑̈̚Ķ̗͔͖͕̻͙̂̐̎͒ͬͪ̏̀̚I͈̺̲̦̠͎̩̫͛̔ͬ̑̔̑̂̚L̛ͦ̐ͨ҉̞̗͙L̷̖͉͈͉͕͚͉ͦͧ͆ͭͥ͊́ ̭̠̞ͦ̍̿̇̈ͣ̑ͤM̠̤̞͚̱ͣ̅̔͢E̡͇̯͉͚̙̪͆̌"

[ 炎 ]—

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“I’m not afraid to do it
again unless you take a
        step back
!



Anonymous whispered:

"Edward, Alphonse, Riza, Hughes, and Armstrong"
Marry, Fuck, Kiss, Cuddle, Get Drunk With send me FIVE names.

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‘Get drunk
with Hughes, Marry my Lieutenant…Cuddle..the younger Elric?Sigh. 

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'Kiss Fullmetal.’

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And if we’re talking Olivier Armstrong then I really don’t mind that last one…”

Send 'kissed' and I'll generate a number from 1 to 45 to determine where your muse has kissed mine and how my mused reacts!

4. Nose

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Mustang chuckled
as she placed a kiss on his nose, giving her his arrogant smile as soon as she pulled back and could see his face.

“Lieutenant, I know we’re in headquarters, but seeing as there’s no one else in this room with us, you could be less modest.”

He smirked, leaning closer to her and hovering his lips inches from her’s as if waiting. 



dragonflyprincesa whispered:

"'Kissed'"
Send 'kissed' and I'll generate a number from 1 to 45 to determine where your muse has kissed mine and how my mused reacts!

29. Scars

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Roy had 
watched as his hand, the one that had the faint scar of the flame alchemy transmutation symbol, placed there by himself in an attempt to kill Lust without his ignition gloves, was suddenly brought to the woman’s lips, his eyebrows arched as he watched. His hand remained in her’s, Roy too stunned to return it to his side, his eyes still on the woman, who he’d merely seen before with no other information on her like her name to use.



fullmettle-deactivated20181020 whispered:

"(///д///)"
Send (///д///) for my character’s reaction to yours tripping, knocking mine over and landing atop them in a rather risque-like way.

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‘Fullmetal…’
The colonel growled, pushing himself up on his elbows then attempting to push the opposite alchemist off. He sighed in frustration, dropping his head back down to the floor. 'Get off of me!’ He suddenly hissed, obviously thinking he did it on purpose.



anaisapie-archived-deactivated2 whispered:

"(///д///)"
Send (///д///) for my character’s reaction to yours tripping, knocking mine over and landing atop them in a rather risque-like way.

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The colonel
stumbled back and to the ground with a grunt, his head hitting the floor averagely hard. He groaned lifting his head and rubbing it uncomfortably, only then noticing the odd position he had struggled to get his hand from his side in. His eye cracked open slightly, both opening and growing wide at the face inches from him.

“…uh..

He shuffled beneath her, the red tint coming to his cheeks momentarily. 

© OCTOMOOSEY