"Hey, You!" *pokes*

"Hey, you!" *pokes*

“Hey yourself, handsome,” Willow smiled a little, giggling when Ed poked her like that.

@traceofalchemy

Some assholes have been putting nails in cheese and treats in dog parks in Chicago and Massachusetts. Also adding antifreeze to water bowls.

Please watch out for your dogs. And if you find out the address of someone doing this, give me the address and tell no one. I will disembowel them.

Of all the things ‘Aurora’ was expecting to happen to the mysterious boys, a sudden decision to execute the cute blond one by way of drowning in the drinking water no less, nasty! She was pretty sure drinking sinner-corpse soup was not good for you, nor was it in any of the scriptures. Thankfully, her supposed godlihood was enough to save him from the wrath of the town, and Crey.

After quite the interesting debate with Cornello on whether or not it was a good idea to execute the Elric, and which one of them was going to interrogate him, she was headed down to check on the boy. She’d run into that girl, Rose, in the hallways (such a sweet, devoted girl. She really bled for poor Rose). After a brief exchange of words (which made ‘Aurora’ feel a touch awkward with all the reverence towards her as a goddess, and the thank you’s for raising her boyfriend, Kain when had that happened?), Mary entered the dark, cold cellar with towels and blankets. Poor thing; even in this desert climate, it was still nighttime, which meant he was probably *cold* from his little dip earlier, considering he hadn’t seemed to air dry at all. Kneeling beside him, the ‘goddess’ started gently toweling the alchemist off, and even if he couldn’t hear her, she spoke to him.

“I’m sorry about all this; I wasn’t expecting they’d be crazy enough to try to kill a kid, but with all the violent nonsense Crey and the others have been spewing today, I shouldn’t be so surprised... I’m starting to think you might be right about all this... I hope I managed to get you pulled out in time, there’s so much I need to ask you...” she sighed, taking care to dry his mechanical parts well so they wouldn’t rust, then his hair, which she pulled the braid loose, in hopes he wouldn’t catch a cold...

“...I hope your brother got out okay...”

MY MUSE IS LEFT TO DROWN. WHAT DO YOU DO? || Still accepting

Today wasn’t going as planned. They arrived in this little dust ball of a town out in the middle of the Godforsaken desert and it became this mess. They’d ran into an odd girl when they found their way to the church but after much misunderstanding and Edward’s usual cynical attitude when it came to anything remotely religious the boys were quickly chased out and proclaimed ‘heathens’ and ‘sinners in the eyes of God’. 

Some load that was. But still, that load is what got him in this mess, and now he needed to think a way out of it quickly before they killed him. 

This whole town was filled to the brim with brainwashed nut jobs ready to do anything in the name of their great ‘savior’…. and that in it’s self was problematic but with the situation it landed them in - it was deadly. 

Thankfully he’d managed to make something resembling his brother in time for his sibling to getaway and promising to come break Edward out later, but when the angry mob descended upon the elder of the two - he never imagined this.  

He’s standing at the edge of the water supply that runs through the city with his arms tied behind his back and the rope firmly tied all the way around his chest.  Shit this wasn’t good. He can only look down at the water in fear,  before his head snaps back up and he looks to all the citizens that are gathered around as if to watch this sinner get his proper comeuppance. 

“Yer great Prophet is swindling you! Killing me won’t change the fact that he’s just a con man. My brother an’ I didn’t come here ta cause trouble, so maybe think ‘bout what yer doin’ before you end up doin’ somethin’ you can’t live with fer the rest’a yer lives. “

“Pleading for your life won’t save you Elric.” Spoke the large pious man the villagers had referred to as ‘Crey’. 

Edward growled, trying to back up as he was pushed forward little by little knowing full well what would happen if he fell in the open void of liquid before him.  He visibly gulped, as his face paled. 

“Dammit I’m not pleading will you people just listen ta me fer a seco-” 

Eyes grew wide as a hand came against his back and shoved him forward causing the teenager to lose his footing and stumble straight into the water supply of the town. Shit.  

This was not what they planned at all. How was Al supposed to come break him out if he was dead?! 

Dammit it all think.  

Edward’s thrashing as he falls deeper and deeper. It’s hard to concentrate on holding his breath when he’s also struggling to move but with his arms bound like they were he couldn’t even begin to get himself free.  

Shit shit shit

He couldn’t breathe and all he could hear was what sounded like the distorted sounds of the people above water cheering - cheering for the death of the sinner - even if he was just a boy. 

Fuck

No one would save him. No one would think about his age and pull him from the depths - no one seemed to have such a weight as the death of a child bearing down on their conscious. His death would mean nothing, just the death of someone who defied God and the Pious believed they had brought their proper judgement down upon. 

God dammit all  

His thrashing slowed the deeper he got, the weight of the water crushing down on his frame and it becoming harder and harder to think. Fuck  He can’t breathe.  He can’t think…. everything’s dark…. his head feels so light….. he’s   d  i  z  z  y. 

A l p h o n s e… I ’ m ….

Black. 

- 

He hit the ground with a bounce, until his body settled limp against the floor of the water supply in the center of the city, unable to hear the yelling at the was going on above him. Crey gave a groan but still tools were used to hook around the ropes that bound the boy and drag him back to the surface.  He was still, silent - hanging there limply as some men of the church gathered him up and carried the boy away towards the worship grounds to toss him into the cellars just below the church grounds.  

@rxinbowtrxveler​ 

OOC: A late Christmas gift I made for my bby @traceofalchemy of the husband and wife, to use as matching icons. All my love!

yall look at this shit ad*be is tryna pull now on ppl who have outdated software:

(note for context: i’m all for piracy, but in this case my copy of CS6 was downloaded years ago when they were giving it away to students. i got it totally legally.)