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ILL BE RETURNING HERE SHORTLY!! with owed replies and all ! >:) thank you all for the patience !!

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his posture is different , that's immediate in grabbing her attention. heh , was he embarrassed to be placed under metaphorical microscope ? she didnt think it was too bad ! still , noelle leans forward with full intent on surveying rockbell's exceptional handiwork. it's not as close as she would have liked , but it's a respectful distance that didn't allow any excitable volts to jump from her person to the unsuspecting boy before her. ❝ mm yeah , but my nerves are constantly dealin' with it && i'm just fine ! i really think you're just a chicken , elric ~ ❞ not very nice of her to say , but who would she be if she wasn't consistently goading him in their free time.

besides , his responses were endearing. cats can be cute ! just only when they're not licking their chops at the sight of monteblanc. ❝ heh , promise ? ❞ there's that look in her eye , the challenging one that just doesnt know when to back down -- except it's in good fun now , there's no real weight behind it. they're really just two children when you strip away all responsibility placed upon them. . .

huh ? he's blinking now , similarly thrice , and it might be the only time he gets sheepishly embarrassed ... ever . red burning quietly at his cheeks , he huffs as he looks away , crossing his arms as his stance relaxes marginally . " 'not that bad' , you say ... but they're connected to my nerves , y'know ! getting shocked would totally fry my entire body , not just my shoulder . or hip . or whatever ! " gloved hand goes abruptly to pull the sleeve of his jacket up to his elbow , automail on display . he doesn't mind showing it off , but usually it was against his will or a show for kids who wouldn't stop staring . his mannerisms take on that of an embarrassed cat , " closest look you'll get unless i'm swinging it in your direction , sparky . "

well ... not that bad , all things considered . he's about as annoying as she is .

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&& goodness is she thankful that sheol hadn't grown aggressive with the dense atmosphere -- it's uncomfortable , especially to those sensitive to sharp metallic scents or tingling skin. an instinctive unease. noelle chooses to dismiss their response , opting for a crooked grin to ease any developing tension. ❝ i'd have warned you before , but , ❞ chewing on the inside of her cheek stormsurge exhales once through her nose , ❝ if there was any way to hear us now , it's gone. . . for a bit. don't make me regret that. ❞ && there it is , revealing herself to the stranger once more. but hey , it's through an attempt at building a mutual trust -- at least in this moment. besides , noelle was curious on what they have to say !

dealing with the dead , though , that just makes the static crawl across noelle's spine much more prominent. she's fourteen years && has yet to encounter any major deaths in her life -- she hopes it stays that way forever. meeting sheol with a squint , the young alchemist's eyes droop. ❝ sorry , i've got no clue. i try to avoid dealin' with the dead as much as possible ; religious thing 'n all. ❞ her smile is tight , the general unease tossing through her gut like crashing waves. perhaps she was smart to disarm any potential means of being spied on if the military was supposedly seeking something of such importance. . . or maybe she's dumb in frying the only real way for her allies to ensure security.

. . .maybe she's just a frightened kid that seems to have bit off more than they could chew.

encountered military ... sure , they could put it that way . playful prod isn't met by frustration , instead an almost disappointed look takes over their features with a quirked brow . really ? asking without words . they eye her as she works , something ... that sheol cannot pinpoint , but it makes them tense at the shoulders once more as atmosphere changed . they'd survive , be fine , none have been able to kill them yet , none have been able to drag them into custody , yet .

" mm , " hum , glancing towards their books again . indulging ... is that what it would be ? somewhat of a forbidden fruit ? they suppose it is , from an alchemists standpoint . as if they weren't one with a somewhat pretentious ( hey ! ) name . a single - shouldered shrug , " som —- s —- something they want . deals with the dea —- de —- dead . " they lean hip against the table , picking up a book and flipping through it . they flip through pages until they land on a transmutation circle , showing it towards the little soldier : a human transmutation array , built upon with new sigils . " do you know what th —- i —- this is ? "

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i thought abt something else .. but noelle can unintentionally sync her heart rate with people depending on if she's carrying residual charge built up in her body/it jumps back to her. makes her heart stutter and restart on their pace and she can physically feel it + realize that she's now carrying the heartbeat of this person ( which embarrasses her, she wants her own rhythm back ew cringe )

SO LIKE. noelle -> contact with recipient -> travel through their nerve system -> biological response -> back through contact -> noelle her body's array might register their energy as a part of hers and try to sync/harmonize with it. feels like a physical shudder and matched heart rate >:) ill include this on the carrd at some point i just didnt want 2 forget..

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a finished reference done by the lovely @/lunaeden !! tw. lightning scars below the cut

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i peek in here to lay this out for everyone who might be interested ,, my friend and i have a fma discord server for chatting/joking/developing etc and we'd love to have y'all <33 ( but it is 21+ only , apologies !! )

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What color does your love feel like ?

warm burnt orange riding off into the sunset , the hope of a happy ending , the bitter after taste that still in it's own way smells kinda great. your love is all bitter hopefulness , all about a broken heart that refuses to quit , all about the unshakable knowledge that a burning fire has a great comforting warm && a soft glowing light , all about the way when the sun comes down there's a beautiful starry night. it's stubbornness , it's the refusal to give up , the clutching of broken shards despite the searing pain && being adamant that dammit you can still make a beautiful stained glass window out of it. yours is a screaming heart , a pleading love , a bitter && almost belligerent hopefulness that things will still work out even if you have to roll up your sleeves && make them. && god , aren't you tired ? isn't your heart heavy ? is all your hard work worth it ? don't you just want to curl up && let it be ? let the fire turn to ashes && the sky turn dark && let love die down && watch people leave ? but you don't , do you ? you're the bravest out of all of us , so you pick up the pieces && you keep going , you keep believing && you keep your heart full of hope because some day. some day you know you'll get it. you keep riding off into the sunset && you keep filling my heart with hope as you go because god , how do i wish you finally get it too.

tagged by : @equalchange tagging : anyone who wants to do it !!

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OK but Alphonse would be cute though

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through gritted teeth && vibrant pink cheeks , noelle growls low. her fingers flex once , twice , before both arms are thrown into the air. she's talking with her body language now , waving around && stammering , she's just so flustered. ❝ what -- what the hell are you even goin' on about , anyways ? ❞ the steady charge building within her body lifts honey tresses with chestnut undertones. both arms drop to her sides , noelle's fingers dig into the soft of her palms && her knuckles go white. the young girl says nothing more , but three stomps in quick succession let a crack of lightning ricochet off a nearby lamppost , effectively bursting the bulb. that seems to settle her down , or at least release of pent-up charge did. . . hands move to quickly cover her face , eyes blown wide when she realizes that she just broke that. oh great , this is just perfect !

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@equalchange ; " careful with those ! " ed snaps , though it's not anger , it's shock . metal arm and leg were twisted away , eyes wide despite brows meeting at the bridge of his nose , " i'm kinda like two walking lightning rods here , i'm trying to see what you're doing , not experience it ! "

immediately noelle's hands retract like she's been burned by stovetop. large , glassy eyes blink thrice in response to his shift away && she can't help the wolfish grin full of arrogance. ❝ hah , still not ready for a hands-on lesson , fullmetal ? c'mon , it's really not that bad. 'sides , i never really get to see automail up close. pleaaaase ? please !! ❞

oh to the heavens above , how annoying can one girl be ?

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al?

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amber hues narrow in suspicion upon hearing the gentle giant's name. alphonse elric , the boy made of metal. noelle chews on her lower lip , sarcasm laid thick in her tone. ❝ oh ha ha , so funny ! you're totally the first to suggest that the lightnin' girl fall in love with the hunk'a metal !! ❞

it isn't true anger && it certainly isn't directed towards alphonse but. . . noelle's feeling rather defensive as of late. truthfully , he's far too good && kind -- like something holy just out of reach. he has this way of disarming her with kind words , the ones that imply security. the state alchemist hates that she doesn't know how to handle anything gentle without breaking it.

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🐝  *  ―  𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑷𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑻.

send 🚢 or ( 'SHIP' ) if you ever considered shipping our characters romantically and want me to fill out the following form for our muses. bold all that definitely applies, italicize what could potentially apply. feel free to add more if you think certain options are missing or you just want to add more.

do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between ( what specifically? )

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter

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Winry Rockbell??

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now , this was a potential candidate that thrilled noelle in arguably the most gentle of ways. a hand grips the fabric over her heart && surgestorm gives a singular huff of amusement. ❝ not a bad choice , can't go around tellin' her though. ed's already got a big enough head as is -- don't wanna risk that oil spill too ~ ❞

it's played off naturally , almost teasing. but maybe , just maybe , there really is a fondness settling in that noelle is choosing to downplay.

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paninya for the recommendation?

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❝ um. . . ❞

her hands settle into her pockets after forcefully jamming them in , brow quirked in confusion. is this a joke of some sort that she's not understanding , or a riddle perhaps ? ❝ sorry , who's that again ? ❞

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Easy choice :^) [handing her Edward]

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❝ hell no. absolutely not , ❞ comes her immediate response. there's no lilt in her voice , if you hadn't known noelle you would've believed she was being completely && utterly truthful in her response. unfortunately , it's never that simple. . . purple dances across pointer && middle fingers ( whitlock was itching to strike something ; someone ). whatever she was feeling deep down , it was starting to overflow -- noelle sucks in a sharp breath way too quickly , it whistles like a tea kettle boiling. she fights herself , no matter how easy it'd be to concede defeat. pride lives within her nerves , to surrender would be a slap across the face. her head drops , thick curls framing her cheeks in such a way that even they refused to hide the steady pink tinge streaking across her cheeks && tips of her ears. ❝ i shouldn't even have to elaborate why. ❞

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May Chang?

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she's cute. kind , strong-willed , optimistic. may feels like bathing in sunlight. noelle could never admit this out loud , though , not with that lingering jealousy. it stings her , expression twisting into her default annoyance. subconsciously , the girl's fingers drift through her curls && a singular spark snaps. ❝ ugh , so i could spend all my time comparing myself to her ? no thanks. . . ❞

&& yet noelle's heart stills , imperceptibly flushing the longer she humors such a suggestion.

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a frown is a frown , but nothing more -- it's not registered as pity && thank goodness for that. noelle's had her likeness compared to a field mouse , so sheol's not entirely off. . . in this moment , whitlock rolls her shoulders && straightens her posture -- this damn uniform is a pain in the ass to wear , but it's a necessary evil , her usual gear's being washed. she raises a single brow. had this person encountered the military before ? another flex of fingers , harmless violet rolling off the left hand. ❝ aw , you don't think i could handle it ? ❞ a playful prod followed by a non-playful size-up. her next actions ( likely in the lens of a superior ) were quite. . . dumb. noelle voluntarily builds static in her body to interfere with any radio in her vicinity. should there be any , of course -- it's just precaution if she was going to continue speaking with them. please , please don't backfire on me.

❝ no. not at all. ❞ why noelle was choosing to display honesty to a complete && utter stranger was beyond her. maybe it's a shared disdain for the military , something blooming loose in her chest. or maybe it's the knowledge they carry -- that curious weight that makes her linger. ❝ you gonna indulge , or do i gotta see for myself ? ❞

or it could be that she senses a kindred spirit.

poor girl . frown tugs at their lips , but it's not fear or concern , it's pity . what a horrible feeling , to pity something , and sheol is full of it . they've scooped up animals that are injured with their naturally strong sense of pity , they could do the same with noelle , but a dissonance of her being a sentient human being puts distance between sheol and that desire . additionally , the resurrectionist didn't know her , a child who could've walked in thinking that they know exactly what was happening , though unlikely . especially as she questions them . a moment of pride , upperhandedness , is instead taken over by disappointment .

" they're ... ca —- c —- capable , to handle me on , on , on their own . " a statement , one sheol knew to be true . a woman existed in the command center that would've happily taken the opportunity to pay them a visit . instead , a child they probably had little concern with sending on goose - chases , to tie up loose - ends they didn't want to meddle in . good grief . " what's in these b —- b —- books , " side - stepping the issue , sheol doesn't truly know the full extent of the seedy underbelly of the military themself . they stayed still , like a deer in headlights , unmoving , " do you have any i —- i —- idea ? "

truthfully , sheol didn't know whether or not to hope she does .