This Reminds Me That When I Was In 5th Grade My Siblings Used To Call Sex "skittles", Said That "that's

This reminds me that when I was in 5th grade my siblings used to call sex "skittles", said that "that's what you're supposed to call it!! Everyone says so!"; Never believed them but I still think about it to this day.

if you can’t talk about sex w/o calling it “seggs” or “spicy time” i thimk maybw you should be quiet & keep it to your self .

This is so fucking real. And on top of that I hc that Al and Ed genuinely cannot stand being out of another's sight (especially after the events of the Promised Day and the months where they were seperated. The same goes for after the events of COS and 03.)

headcanon that al, even after getting his body back, might struggle to sleep some nights. so he finds himself watching ed sleep instead.

(and that obviously always scares the hell out of ed)

@saturnaous ; I had to again its funny as fuck

It's stupid that bread goes bad so fast. Bread should last ten million years on your countertop. You should be able to feed yourself off the same loaf of bread from the day you are born to the day you die. They should pass down bread between generations like a family heirloom. There should be remnants of still-good bread after the heat death of the universe.

The whole idea of Hawkeye, Mustang, Ed, and Al being a kind of pseudo-family unit will never not be both hilarious and adorable. Ah yes, Mr. and Mrs. War Crimes and their not-children, the unstoppable force and the immovable object.

If fmab ed and 03 ed were forced to fight to the death,

fmab ed would walk into the ring all cocky because he’s big and buff and sees this puny shrimp standing opposite him

and then 03 ed would turn his metal arm into a gun

*Alex Armstrong voice* THIS SAME LOAF OF BREAD HAS BEEN PASSED DOWN THE ARMSTRONG LINE FOR MANY GENERATIONS!!

It's stupid that bread goes bad so fast. Bread should last ten million years on your countertop. You should be able to feed yourself off the same loaf of bread from the day you are born to the day you die. They should pass down bread between generations like a family heirloom. There should be remnants of still-good bread after the heat death of the universe.