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想练线条 有参考 可能还要再画点

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Nono your honor you don't understand, he's got that depressed alcoholic rizz. It made him prettier. Your honor trust me!!!

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a sound soul dwells within a sound mind and a sound body...

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★ 【sseun쓴】 「 Pop! 」 ✔ republished w/permission ☆ follow btt’s fanart twitch stream!

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there really is something about relationships between two people that are simultaneously relationships between three people (or more). you can interpret that however you want. secret identity love squares. two people but one of them is haunted by another person. two people but both of them are haunted by the same person. someone is possessed. literally just a throuple. when there's just two people in the room but they always carry someone else along with them. Something about it.

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？

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that man looks pathetic and yet whimsical ! im keeping him

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unhealthy codependency is really a top tier dynamic. like they need each other to survive but god. should they.

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CoS stuff

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形容heied给我的感觉就是每天把我摁在水里又抓起来摁在水里又抓起来

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My soul said yes, all I want is this person. But my body was resisting getting close to his body. At that moment, I wished I hadn't passed through the Gate successfully, and my scattered soul and body were forever lost to each other in that white light; they found other destinations, and did not compose me. Any combination of body and soul can face Alfons Heiderich and his love more calmly and honestly, except the present version of me, Edward Elric.

我的灵魂说是的，我想要的，就是这个人。而我的身体却抗拒着跟他的身体相遇。那一刻，我希望我没有顺利穿过门，我分散的灵魂与肉体永远散失在那道白光里，它们找到了其他的归宿，而没有组成现在的我。任何身体和灵魂的组合都能够比我更坦然地面对阿尔冯斯·海德里希和他的爱，唯独爱德华·艾尔利克不能。

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Fmab brainrot

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Alfons is exactly the type who’s always, always ready to seduce Edward,and you ask him if he’s prepared, he’s like, “Prepared? I’ve been waiting every second of every day—how could I not be ready?” Then he blames Ed for being too dense, too clueless, too unresponsive. And the moment Ed finally softens just a little—Alfons Heiderich be like: Sorry! Warten Sie mal bitte—ich, ich bin noch nicht bereit--

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He’s been without food this long. Let him be happy

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quickly post a few lines of text I think are pretty good, google translated. The polished version will probably be posted with my artwork (or never):

In the afternoon, we drew the curtains, and the room was filled with a soft dim light. It was different from the light at night when the electric lights were turned off and only a kerosene lamp was left. The light at this time was low and not strong, but it was evenly spread throughout the room without dead corners. In this unhurried light, I could see every move of Alfons very clearly, and it was because of this clarity that I realized his incomparable tenderness. It was these that made me sink into his golden swamp. Resistance was meaningless because those so-called sensual things would penetrate everywhere. You can use all means to prevent encountering a romantic scene, but if it really appears in front of you, you can only surrender. Besides, you can't predict what you will encounter, right? You can plan to avoid parties where he is present, but you can't prevent a gentle room covered with dim light when the curtains are drawn. Everything captured by the senses infected and transformed my brain like a virus, and it was addictive, making you believe that falling in love with Alfons Heiderich was not a bad thing.

and the beautiful Chinese version:

下午，我们拉上窗帘，房间里弥漫着柔和的昏黄色的光，不同于晚上关上电灯、只留一盏煤油灯的光线，这时的光低沉，不强烈，却均匀地洒满了整个房间，没有死角。这样不疾不徐的光线下，阿尔冯斯的每个动作我都能看得很清晰，正是由于这种清晰，我才领悟到他那无与伦比的温柔。 是这些，让我不断地在他那金色的沼泽里下陷。抵抗毫无意义，因为那些所谓感性的东西将无孔不入。你可以为了防止遭遇某个浪漫的场面动用千方百计，但假若它真真切切地出现在了面前，只能束手就擒。况且，你不能预知你将遇到什么，不是吗？你可以计划着避开他在场的聚会，但无法防备拉上窗帘时，那样一个温柔的、笼罩着昏黄光线的房��。感官捕捉到的一切，像病毒一样感染、改造着我的大脑，又令人上瘾，让你相信，爱上阿尔冯斯·海德里希，不是什么坏事。