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Alfons is just *clenches fist* so good
Just think about post-fma03 pre-CoS edward:
A 16 year old kid, alone in a different universe, all of these people are familiar and yet they are strangers, he sacrificed himself to bring back his btother and he doesn’t even get to see if it worked, he was supposed to be dead and yet he isn't, all he wants is to go home
IM NOT CRYING YOU'RE CRYING
Not the heartbreaking amount of affection in their voices
I just woke up and im still cryung over Conqueror of Shamballa
QRATGH I NEARLY FUCKINH STOPP3D WATCHING WHEN WRATH CAME ON SCEEEN I SCREECHED i love wrath hes my son BUT EUGHWAH
Familiar Faces
She had gotten the letter only moths previous. Her eldest son had died while studying in London. She had grieved, and she had moved on as best she could. It was hard though. Parents were never supposed to outlive their children. She had been alone at the time. Her husband had left recently without an explanation, and both of her sons were attending distant universities.
After getting the letter about Edward, she decided that she wouldn't sit around and wait for news anymore. She'd had her whole family taken from her – her mother died when she was very young, and her father had died when she was only 19. Her husband left her, and now her first son was gone too. She would hold on to what she had left as tightly as she could.
So, a few months after receiving the letter, she had packed up what little she had and bought a one way ticket to Munich. And when she finally arrived, she learned she was still too late. Alfons was dead as well. Apparently she had missed him by mere days. Days. There were men who had known him, and they were all being very vague about how he had died. She wasn't, however, too late for the funeral.
She would see at least one of her boys put to rest. She never noticed the figures at the back of the service, and left soon after.
She met a woman named Gracia that same day. Upon learning that she was Alfons' mother, she offered to let her stay with her until she had decided where to go from here. She was grateful, considering she didn't have enough money left to return. She had just... wanted to see her son.
And all at once, it was too much. She had collapsed into the other woman's arms, sobbing. Gracia had led her back to the house, sat her on a couch, and brought her some warm stew. She didn't like having to be babied – treated like a child. She appreciated Gracia's kindness, but didn't want to be a burden.
The next morning, she got out of bed early, did Gracia's washing, and had breakfast ready when the younger woman awoke. She offered to go to the market and do the shopping. Gracia was ready to argue, but she quickly gave a gentle smile and explained that "I don't want to feel like a bother, and I need something to take my mind off of things." Gracia reluctantly agreed.
It didn't help her take her mind off things.
Trisha was in an unfamiliar place, and her world had just come crashing down around her. Even so, she put on a smile as she did her and Miss Gracia's shopping. Because she was a strong woman, and she was stuck in Munich now and would need to keep her wits about her if she wanted to keep on living. She would need a job, for money. She would need a place to stay besides Gracia's, if she planned on staying in Munich. And she didn't see any reason to leave – she had no more roots holding her here as she did calling her back to any other place. It didn't really matter to her. But for now, she needed to find some potatoes.
She was grieving, but the world kept spinning. If she fell now, it wouldn't wait for her to get back up.
She believed all of this, as she always had, until her world ground to a shuddering halt, and threw her off her feet.. Because right there, on the other side of the street, were to boys who shouldn't. Shouldn't be here, shouldn't be together, shouldn't be alive. And she wondered if perhaps she wasn't coping quite as well as she thought she was, if she was seeing her son's faces on boys in the market.
And maybe she wasn't as strong as she thought after all, if she was on her hands and knees, dropping Gracia's shopping where it rolled across the cobblestones.
And maybe she'd let her mind get away from her, because as the world blurred and she heard someone cry out in surprise, and rapid footsteps on the stones, and a hand on her shoulder, it was his voice asking if she was okay. Maybe she should have waited longer to go back outside. Maybe then she wouldn't have been reduced to sobbing on the pavement as someone who couldn't possibly be her son tried to comfort her.
But then she grabbed his wrist and looked up at him, and her breath caught, because he looked different, yes, but more importantly, he looked the same. And she knew she was probably frightening the boy. His pupils shrank when she looked at him and he backpedalled away from her, so she knew she must be frightening him. But she couldn't help it from escaping. "A-Alfons?"
"Mom?" Whatever she was expecting, it hadn't been that. It almost seemed cruel. She couldn't see his face any longer, as the world was too bright, and too streaked, to see anything clearly. But she was sure the little boy would be gone by now. Instead, she found both his small arms wrapped around her shoulders.
"Hey... it's, um, okay." He sounded frightened, but he was still holding her tightly. What a sweet boy. He didn't even know what was wrong with her.
"Hey, Al? What's going on?" A second voice sounded, and a second set of footsteps drew nearer. She knew the voice, but she knew it couldn't-
"Ed! I... um. I can't- she-!" The Alfons-boy seemed nearly as frantic as she was, and she knew they were making a scene. Her Alfons hated making a scene. He didn't like getting too much attention. She was surprised no one had asked them to move from the street yet. Or tried to interfere. If she had been able to see clearly, she would have realized that people were making an effort to give the sobbing woman a wide berth and keeping their eyes looking firmly away.
But he had said-... she looked up again as the second voice approached, and when she saw his face... it was too much. She grabbed his jacket and pulled. She was holding two boys she didn't even know and crying into their hair. She knew now. She wasn't strong at all. She was just a crazy old woman with nothing left to live for. But in this moment, she could at least pretend, that they were her boys, and they were together again. She couldn't bear to let go.
To her surprise, both boys hugged her back. And she could have sworn she heard someone else crying.
Everyone he's known basically died to him, as he never was able to get that confirmation that Mustang and Al (And honestly the rest of Team Mustang, Armstrong, Izumi, *everyone* hes ever cared about) survived after he crossed through the Gate.
It was only in COS that he learned Al and Mustang, as well as everyone else save for Izumi and Wrath, survived. And it fucking crushes me because he never got to talk to any of them really. He can only get information from Al, who probably doesn't even know a good bit of things due to not involving himself with Armestris' military; Because he didn't have any memories of the four years Ed was a State Alchemist.
Something that I think is really sad about FMA 2003 is how Ed never found out that Mustang succeeded in his mission before he crossed over into the other world.
From Edward’s perspective, he just had to go on with the knowledge that both Al and Mustang might have been gone, and this was only a little while after he discovered that Hughes had died as well.
I'm gonna fucking throw up and sob I'm thinking about cos again
Hiii!
I'm in a FMA server with @longyaoi ; It's his server!
(I'm also a mod there :) )
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There's also another server I'm in, uhh, Fullmetal Flowers; I dunno if I can send a link to that, but I know you can find it on Disboard!
Where are all the fma discord servers at anyway like PLEASE.. I WANT TO MAKE FRIENDS i can’t find any let me in
Cracks fingers
Ok so au idea.
Has anyone watched Něco z Alenky (Alice 1988) before? I have, and as I'm typing this up I'm rewatching it!
Basically it's a very unique take of Alice in Wonderland - though the film states it was inspired by it and I'm all for that - made by Jan Švankmajer. There's only one actor, Kristína (Kristýna?) Kohoutová, who plays Alice; The rest of the cast are objects and creations moved about in stop motion animation, which gives the film a very dream-like feeling. It's amazing really, I genuinely enjoy this film even if I don't fully understand it.
Now, I wanna make an au inspired by this; Fma 03/CoS au of course.
Ed would be the main focus of the au, he'd be in the place of Alice - but specifically CoS Ed. Does this make sense to you? No? Good.
Al would take the place of the White Rabbit, I'd think, as the movie starts out with Alice chasing after a taxidermied white rabbit she saw within the attic space and Ed was actively trying to find a way to get back to Al and vice versa.
Or actually better yet - why not Al be Alice and Ed the White Rabbit? Because Al is trying moreso to get back Ed, which is shown in CoS - and Al is 13 or so in CoS which makes Al more likely to have a silly daydream as such (if it really is a daydream, again, I can't tell that much lol) - and the White Rabbit seems to be an elusive concept much like the notion of attempting to get Ed back, as most everyone thinks he's dead most likely.
I dunno, I'll get Ed and Al figured out eventually.
The characters in Něco z Alenky are Alice, White Rabbit, Mary Anne, Bill (rip my buddy bill), there's the whole group of animals wearing red, the sailor mouse, the caterpillar, the fish footman, the frog footman, the pig baby, the mad hatter, the march hare, the Queen of Hearts, the King of Hearts.
I just finished rewatching it so I could remember and now I can be silly.
I lost my train of thought for this but I will probably end up explaining more when I do redraws of some scenes with what I decide. I'm currently focused on Wrath puppet again lol
If you haven't watched FMA 03, then you have exactly one week to watch it before we can no longer be friends.
If you refuse to watch FMA 03, then we can no longer be friends.
If you tell people to skip FMA 03, then we can no longer be friends.
If you have not seen Conqueror of Shambala, then you have exactly three hours to change that before we can no longer be friends.
If Edward Elric gets a lot of info on our world jammed into his head with his first encounter with the Gate, does that mean he knows when and where all the important historical events will happen? If he does, that means he and Al can make photo-bombing important moments of history a hobby, Post-CoS!
And then conspiracy theorists start finding out that many photos for some reason feature the same two blonde men.
Someone somewhere (I forgot where...) once said Alfons was in this picture
Of course I first thought that it was just Alphonse. But then I looked closely. He’s there alright.
(Clue that probably would make it a lot more obvious: What might Alphonse be looking at?)
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Well, just look at that!
Right there, next to Edward’s foot!
I can’t believe I didn’t notice earlier.
Someone somewhere (I forgot where...) once said Alfons was in this picture
Of course I first thought that it was just Alphonse. But then I looked closely. He’s there alright.
(Clue that probably would make it a lot more obvious: What might Alphonse be looking at?)
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Well, just look at that!
Right there, next to Edward’s foot!
I can’t believe I didn’t notice earlier.