MOVED TO: RESEMBOOLRUSH

lan fan really strikes me as the sort of person to collect little things. but not like, little trinkets or figurines like a lot of people collect.

damn, I was going back through my “bexarah watch fma” tag and I got???? stupidly emotional??

because bex and I started our long haul fma hell marathon over 4 months ago, but it doesn’t feel like it was NEARLY that long ago. and I’m so ridiculously thankful that I got to experience that with them? cause fma is something that’s been really important in both of our lives for years, but getting to watch it like that with a friend for the first time was such a great experience. I feel like it really brought us closer together and it’s made the series even more important to me now. and now we’re going through and watching the whole thing AGAIN but this time dragging bella down with us and it’s so???? nice.

send ◕‿◕ to play with my muse’s hair

Misplaced and odd-timed touches had become something of a NORM from Ling. His hand would brush past her’s when they passed each other, or their legs would come just a bit closer when they sat.

But they were never by accident, Lan Fan noticed. Ling was always deliberate in the way he touched her; a small squeeze of her hand, a CARESS of her cheek. And now here they sat shoulder to shoulder under a shady tree, with Ling’s fingers sliding idly through her hair. He twirled some ends, smoothed out others, but whatever he did…. it was PEACEFUL.

Lan Fan couldn’t remember the last time she had felt this serene. The last time they had BOTH gotten some measure of rest. But it wasn’t the “last time” that mattered. Not right now.

bella, yelling: DO I SOU ND LLIKE IM OAK TY????

me: don’t worry there’s a happy ending!!!!

angst starters

His words come as a shock, and for a solid moment Winry isn’t sure what to say. There’s a string of silence after his question like a WEIGHT hanging over the room. Even her shoulders slumped with it.