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  • shocotate
    27.07.2021 - 11 minutes ago

    FMA Brotherhood (PSP) – Gluttony artwork – Opening, Main Menu, Gallery Mode, Story Mode

    #fma#Fullmetal Alchemist #gluttony the voracious #Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood #fma gluttony#fma brotherhood#gluttony fma#fmab#fmabpsp spoilers#fmab spoilers #shoco plays PSP
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  • arishatistic
    27.07.2021 - 13 minutes ago

    Percabeth in the Fullmetal Alchemist universe! Percabeth remind me a lot of Royai 😩 what do you guys think? 👀

    #percabeth fanart#percabeth#royai#percy jackson#annabeth chase#pjo#pjoato #percy jackson art #percy jackson fanart #percy x annabeth #percy and annabeth #percabeth headcanon#fma brotherhood#fma fanart#fmab#hoo #heros of olympus #pjo art#pjo fandom#digitial art #artists on tumblr #my art 2021
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  • femcelnation
    27.07.2021 - 18 minutes ago

    idc who it is, edward elric could defeat your fav

    #Fullmetal Alchemist #fullmetal alchimist brotherhood #fma#fmab#edward elric
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  • adderair
    27.07.2021 - 1 hour ago

    greed n ed r besties and you can’t tell me otherwise

    (ling wants to be in control so he can cuddle w his bf)

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  • dyslexic-mess
    27.07.2021 - 1 hour ago

    Shout out to the bitches who can tell if something is from 03 or brotherhood just from looking.

    #Im bitches#fma#fmab #full metal alchemist #full metal alchemis brotherhood
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  • aq2003
    27.07.2021 - 2 hours ago
    #edward elric#fullmetal alchemist #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #fmab#fma #i only used fmab ops 1-5 and eps 1-3 to create this because im lazy like that
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  • wtfmulder
    27.07.2021 - 2 hours ago

    are you. are you telling me that ed… found alphonse’s other-side-of-the-gate doppelgänger… are you… kidding me… did he spend time seeking him out… HIS BROTHER and his BEST FRIEND 😭 i am only five minutes into the conqueror of shamballa but i’m losing my mind.

    i can’t believe i disliked ed at the beginning.

    i think a lot of x-files fans might like this show. if they like anime or if they at least don’t mind it the only animated show i really watch as an adult is bojack horseman… sometimes king of the hill. so i’m not an animated media kind of person although i guess that’s changed.

    man if you like character development and strong friendships (they’re brothers and their bond is pretty much THE driving force of show) then you should give it a watch. i know y’all are into the gov/military corruption thing. and the rebel who fights the system while working in it thing. and the body horror thing (al’s arc is particularly haunting, and izumi reminds me a lot of scully). and the experiments on human lives thing.

    you might really like it! it’s centered around two kids but the show itself is geared towards adults as the themes are really gd dark. you’ll probably like the connection between Roy Mustang/Hawkeye (definitely has MSR vibes) although I would never say that romance plays a huge part in most of the character’s lives, like there are a few arcs that involve it.

    #i heard the ending was sad so i’m preparing myself #then i can start brotherhood which i heard was happier #fma spoilers #fullmetal alchemist spoilers
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  • canirim
    27.07.2021 - 2 hours ago

    Mari Finishes A Drawing Instead Of Just Starting New Ones Challenge!

    #seriously why do I do this to myself lol #wip #work in progress #wips#sketches#sketch#lol #league of legends #fma#fmab#fullmetal alchemist #fullmetal alchimist brotherhood #alphonse elric#lust #lust the lascivious #olivier armstrong#riza hawkeye#martel#izumi curtis#fiddlesticks#yuumi#cassiopeia#fan art#fanart#sketch dump #my art tag
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  • fluffykitty1999-blog
    27.07.2021 - 3 hours ago

    Dog of the Military- Chapter 17

    Chapter 17- Under Fire

    "That concludes the activities of this court for the day. We will reconvene at 9am the following morning. Adjourned." the judge slammed his gavel onto the table, and it was as though the spell was broken- partially, anyways.

    The sounds of people getting up and gathering their things, the scraping of chairs, and the hushed whispers as Banks furiously discussed something in hushed tones with his lawyer, gesturing frantically.

    Ed was hunched slightly in his chair, struggling to breathe, breathe- his heart hammered in his chest like the wingbeats of a hummingbird, fast, too fast, it was nearly impossible...

    "Stand up." Mustang's voice in his ear and his hands under his arm pulled Ed to his feet, from his musings and fear, and Jennings was on his other side as they carefully ducked out a side door of the courtroom, jogging for the elevator.

    Ed's frame was shaking.

    "Easy, Ed. Easy. Take a deep breath for me." Roy muttered, looking behind them as he ushered Ed down the hall, Jennings astute in front of him.

    They reached a lone elevator, and Jennings pressed the button, herding both Ed and Roy inside and hitting the door close button behind them.

    "A-am I gonna go to jail?" Ed stuttered. The elevator started to go up, and Jennings pulled the emergency stop, causing the elevator to jolt to a halt between floors and the lights to flicker off.

    Roy looked up at her, surprised.

    "There's no security cameras in here, it's dark and quiet. He can speak freely here without being harassed." Jennings said quietly.

    Ed had slid down the wall, his blue coat rumbling as he went. He was like a melting icicle, caving in on himself.

    "Why did I say that? Why did I say any of that? I don't have any proof he's a spy!"

    Roy paused, crouching beside the boy. "It doesn't matter, Ed."

    "But why did I say that? I... I fucked up." Ed let out a breathy exhale, grabbing ahold of his blond bangs. "I yelled at the guy. I yelled at the entire court. They're gonna throw me in jail for contempt." Ed let out a harsh sigh, anxious golden eyes falling closed. "I'm sorry, Mustang. I let you down."

    The smell of peaches enveloped both soldiers.

    Roy looked over, surprised, to see Marissa Jennings, they're lawyer, had crouched down beside them. Two delicate fingers caught Ed beneath the chin and tilted his head upward. His golden eyes met her own saphire, and she frowned.

    "Sweetie- that man did horrible things to you. He lied- he's a jerk and a bully and looking for a way out of his own actions. He pressured you to give him the information weeks ago. Tried to break you. He did the same thing today- tried to beat you into submission with words and yelling. And you didn't give in. You. Never. Give. In. Ed. And that's what our story is- the boy who never gives up, and the Colonel who needs to take responsibility for his actions."

    "I- I don't know if he's even a spy though." Ed admitted.

    "I don't either, Ed. But it honestly doesn't matter. Banks pressured you to try and get you to break- and you hit back. Your defense- while it was shouted, and laced with profanity- was believable. You didn't fold. He pushed and you pushed back- remarkably well. Your ideas were coherent and plausible. You looked like a patriot, Ed. That whole court was hanging on your every word. You did well." Marissa assured him, her hand dropping from his chin to rest on his shoulder in a comforting gesture.

    There was silence for one moment, two, the only sound the hum of the dim emergency lights in the elevator.

    "You didn't disappoint me. You did well, Ed. I'm proud of you." Roy clapped his own hand on Ed's shoulder, offering the boy a hand up.

    Ed accepted and got to his feet, pressing his back against the stainless steel wall of the elevator.

    "The hard part is over now, Ed. Your participation in the court martial is mostly over. All you really need to do is sit in the courtroom and watch the remaining proceedings. If you're up to it?" Marissa asked.

    "Yeah." Ed nodded, covertly wiping his nose on his sleeve. He wasn't openly crying, but he'd come close to it.

    Wordlessly, Marissa stepped forward and turned off the emergency stop button on the elevator. The UV lights flickered back on, humming sterile and bright, and the elevator jerked back into motion, heading up again.

    "Who knew your flagrant dislike for authority and profanity would be so useful." Roy remarked dryily, managing to get a small smirk out of Ed. "What do you want for dinner?"

    Ed paused for a moment to think. "Pizza." he said finally.

    "Pizza it is."

    The elevator doors dinged open, and Ed blinked as he stepped into the hallway, looking around carefully.

    "Ed! Hey, good job in there!" Hughes waved a hand, running over. "Man, you really gave it to that guy. I've already been getting a few nudges from people to open a case into Bank's loyalties."

    Ed shrugged. "I... I don't know if he's actually a spy." he admitted.

    "Neither do I, Ed. But he made it look plausible- gave you all the ammo you needed. And you used it well." Hughes stepped forward. "There wasn't a person in that courtroom who isn't questioning his loyalties now. His credibility is shot. You've sealed his fate now- if there's any verdict other than guilty tomorrow, I'll eat my photo album."

    " I think we've all heard enough of courtroom drama for today, Hughes. Make yourself useful and go order some pizzas- we're all having dinner in the office tonight." he handed Hughes some bills.

    "Alright."

    Dinner was actually a rather cordial affair- though Alphonse asked a few questions, nobody really brought up the court case. It was actually rather pleasant.

    Roy ended up driving the Elrics back to the dorms- he pulled up out front.

    Ed, who'd been quiet for the majority of the drive, turned to Al. "Head upstairs, Alphonse. I'll catch up. I have some military stuff I need to run through with Mustang."

    Alphonse quietly agreed and closed the car door behind him.

    Ed watched him go, gaze distant as the large suit of armor started to climb the stairs.

    "Everything alright, Ed?"

    "What's gonna happen tomorrow?" Ed looked over at him, gold eyes sparkling. "I mean- I know I did alright in the court, I guess. I didn't embarrass anyone, at least. But- was it even worth it? If all he gets is a slap on the wrist... I've wasted three weeks. Three weeks I could've spent looking for the stone. Three weeks Al was stuck in that metal prison-"

    Roy turned, placing a hand on Ed's shoulder. "Fullmetal. Stop second guessing yourself."

    "I just... I did everything I could, but what if it's still not enough!? What if he just gets a reprimand?"

    "Fullmetal- do you trust me?"

    "Yes."

    "Then I need you to take a deep breath and realize that I will take care of this. He's not going to do this to you- or to anybody else- ever again."

    "How can you be so sure?"

    "Because I'm a Colonel, and you're a Major. And I've played this politics game before. You don't have to worry about it Ed. It will be taken care of. The only thing you need to do, is go up to the dorms and get a good nights sleep. Alright?"

    "Alright. Thanks. For the ride. And... for everything."

    "No problem, kid."

    He watched Ed go upstairs before he was heading back to his own apartment, intent on getting a good night's sleep.

    Any semblance of rest was shattered when the phone rang, seemingly minutes after he'd closed his eyes.

    At first, he didn't realize the shrill, horrible sound was the telephone beside his bed ringing. When he did, he snatched it off the hook, disgruntled.

    "Mustang here." this had better be a damn emergency he thought to himself. It was the middle of the night.

    "Roy- you need to get down here- the dorms are on fire!" Hughes voice crackled across the line.

    "Wait- what!?"

    "We're missing eight men- Ed and Alphonse are two of them."

    "That concludes the activities of this court for the day. We will reconvene at 9am the following morning. Adjourned." the judge slammed his gavel onto the table, and it was as though the spell was broken- partially, anyways.

    The sounds of people getting up and gathering their things, the scraping of chairs, and the hushed whispers as Banks furiously discussed something in hushed tones with his lawyer, gesturing frantically.

    Ed was hunched slightly in his chair, struggling to breathe, breathe- his heart hammered in his chest like the wingbeats of a hummingbird, fast, too fast, it was nearly impossible...

    "Stand up." Mustang's voice in his ear and his hands under his arm pulled Ed to his feet, from his musings and fear, and Jennings was on his other side as they carefully ducked out a side door of the courtroom, jogging for the elevator.

    Ed's frame was shaking.

    "Easy, Ed. Easy. Take a deep breath for me." Roy muttered, looking behind them as he ushered Ed down the hall, Jennings astute in front of him.

    They reached a lone elevator, and Jennings pressed the button, herding both Ed and Roy inside and hitting the door close button behind them.

    "A-am I gonna go to jail?" Ed stuttered. The elevator started to go up, and Jennings pulled the emergency stop, causing the elevator to jolt to a halt between floors and the lights to flicker off.

    Roy looked up at her, surprised.

    "There's no security cameras in here, it's dark and quiet. He can speak freely here without being harassed." Jennings said quietly.

    Ed had slid down the wall, his blue coat rumbling as he went. He was like a melting icicle, caving in on himself.

    "Why did I say that? Why did I say any of that? I don't have any proof he's a spy!"

    Roy paused, crouching beside the boy. "It doesn't matter, Ed."

    "But why did I say that? I... I fucked up." Ed let out a breathy exhale, grabbing ahold of his blond bangs. "I yelled at the guy. I yelled at the entire court. They're gonna throw me in jail for contempt." Ed let out a harsh sigh, anxious golden eyes falling closed. "I'm sorry, Mustang. I let you down."

    The smell of peaches enveloped both soldiers.

    Roy looked over, surprised, to see Marissa Jennings, they're lawyer, had crouched down beside them. Two delicate fingers caught Ed beneath the chin and tilted his head upward. His golden eyes met her own saphire, and she frowned.

    "Sweetie- that man did horrible things to you. He lied- he's a jerk and a bully and looking for a way out of his own actions. He pressured you to give him the information weeks ago. Tried to break you. He did the same thing today- tried to beat you into submission with words and yelling. And you didn't give in. You. Never. Give. In. Ed. And that's what our story is- the boy who never gives up, and the Colonel who needs to take responsibility for his actions."

    "I- I don't know if he's even a spy though." Ed admitted.

    "I don't either, Ed. But it honestly doesn't matter. Banks pressured you to try and get you to break- and you hit back. Your defense- while it was shouted, and laced with profanity- was believable. You didn't fold. He pushed and you pushed back- remarkably well. Your ideas were coherent and plausible. You looked like a patriot, Ed. That whole court was hanging on your every word. You did well." Marissa assured him, her hand dropping from his chin to rest on his shoulder in a comforting gesture.

    There was silence for one moment, two, the only sound the hum of the dim emergency lights in the elevator.

    "You didn't disappoint me. You did well, Ed. I'm proud of you." Roy clapped his own hand on Ed's shoulder, offering the boy a hand up.

    Ed accepted and got to his feet, pressing his back against the stainless steel wall of the elevator.

    "The hard part is over now, Ed. Your participation in the court martial is mostly over. All you really need to do is sit in the courtroom and watch the remaining proceedings. If you're up to it?" Marissa asked.

    "Yeah." Ed nodded, covertly wiping his nose on his sleeve. He wasn't openly crying, but he'd come close to it.

    Wordlessly, Marissa stepped forward and turned off the emergency stop button on the elevator. The UV lights flickered back on, humming sterile and bright, and the elevator jerked back into motion, heading up again.

    "Who knew your flagrant dislike for authority and profanity would be so useful." Roy remarked dryily, managing to get a small smirk out of Ed. "What do you want for dinner?"

    Ed paused for a moment to think. "Pizza." he said finally.

    "Pizza it is."

    The elevator doors dinged open, and Ed blinked as he stepped into the hallway, looking around carefully.

    "Ed! Hey, good job in there!" Hughes waved a hand, running over. "Man, you really gave it to that guy. I've already been getting a few nudges from people to open a case into Bank's loyalties."

    Ed shrugged. "I... I don't know if he's actually a spy." he admitted.

    "Neither do I, Ed. But he made it look plausible- gave you all the ammo you needed. And you used it well." Hughes stepped forward. "There wasn't a person in that courtroom who isn't questioning his loyalties now. His credibility is shot. You've sealed his fate now- if there's any verdict other than guilty tomorrow, I'll eat my photo album."

    " I think we've all heard enough of courtroom drama for today, Hughes. Make yourself useful and go order some pizzas- we're all having dinner in the office tonight." he handed Hughes some bills.

    "Alright."

    Dinner was actually a rather cordial affair- though Alphonse asked a few questions, nobody really brought up the court case. It was actually rather pleasant.

    Roy ended up driving the Elrics back to the dorms- he pulled up out front.

    Ed, who'd been quiet for the majority of the drive, turned to Al. "Head upstairs, Alphonse. I'll catch up. I have some military stuff I need to run through with Mustang."

    Alphonse quietly agreed and closed the car door behind him.

    Ed watched him go, gaze distant as the large suit of armor started to climb the stairs.

    "Everything alright, Ed?"

    "What's gonna happen tomorrow?" Ed looked over at him, gold eyes sparkling. "I mean- I know I did alright in the court, I guess. I didn't embarrass anyone, at least. But- was it even worth it? If all he gets is a slap on the wrist... I've wasted three weeks. Three weeks I could've spent looking for the stone. Three weeks Al was stuck in that metal prison-"

    Roy turned, placing a hand on Ed's shoulder. "Fullmetal. Stop second guessing yourself."

    "I just... I did everything I could, but what if it's still not enough!? What if he just gets a reprimand?"

    "Fullmetal- do you trust me?"

    "Yes."

    "Then I need you to take a deep breath and realize that I will take care of this. He's not going to do this to you- or to anybody else- ever again."

    "How can you be so sure?"

    "Because I'm a Colonel, and you're a Major. And I've played this politics game before. You don't have to worry about it Ed. It will be taken care of. The only thing you need to do, is go up to the dorms and get a good nights sleep. Alright?"

    "Alright. Thanks. For the ride. And... for everything."

    "No problem, kid."

    He watched Ed go upstairs before he was heading back to his own apartment, intent on getting a good night's sleep.

    Any semblance of rest was shattered when the phone rang, seemingly minutes after he'd closed his eyes.

    At first, he didn't realize the shrill, horrible sound was the telephone beside his bed ringing. When he did, he snatched it off the hook, disgruntled.

    "Mustang here." this had better be a damn emergency he thought to himself. It was the middle of the night.

    "Roy- you need to get down here- the dorms are on fire!" Hughes voice crackled across the line.

    "Wait- what!?"

    "We're missing eight men- Ed and Alphonse are two of them.”

    What do you think? Drop by and leave some encouragement- or construtive criticim- over on my ko-fi page! https://ko-fi.com/fluffykitty12

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  • reeeepa
    27.07.2021 - 3 hours ago

    nightfall

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  • carelessgraces
    27.07.2021 - 3 hours ago

    good morning my loves i am on my bullshit right out the gate

         so we know that the drüskelle deliberately bind a grisha’s hands to prevent them from using their power in their defense. we see in the show that there are specific hand gestures that need to be made. we also see jesper just fuckin shooting. untrained grisha, even those born to otkazat’sya parents, are able to use their power; genya was tailoring herself at four, and my guess is that no one taught her specific rituals and patterns when she was that small. 

         and so it stands to reason that the hand gestures we see in the show are a.) there mostly for the drama of it all, which i do love, but b.) that they’re not necessary, they just help. so if the specific gestures — i’m thinking of nina’s in particular, since we see a lot of her following specific movements when she’s trying to keep herself & matthias warm, compared to alina who kind of wings it — are meant to enhance or direct, it still would allow for one to use one’s hands as a guide without having something so practiced. 

         and maybe i’m taking liberties with this and maybe it’s something that gets explained down the line — but you have grisha in fjerda, the wandering isle, and shu han, and in all three areas they are under constant threat of death. hiding abilities there is necessary, and so these intricate and grand rituals of movement really aren’t feasible, so there has to be some way that people are taught otherwise. smaller hand gestures — something to direct the power to the right place, something to mimic what’s meant to happen, but something that could be hidden — would, then, be a necessity, otherwise, how is anyone learning enough to use their power in a place where having this power will kill them? 

         and it would explain why matthias’ whip is such a clever design — it doesn’t bind the hands, it completely immobilizes them — and why it would be necessary. binding the hands too tightly for them to move would work most of the time, but particularly in close quarters, a dedicated heartrender or summoner could do a lot of damage even with a little movement. ( which would also explain why the cells are the way they are: designed for longevity, because the imprisoned grisha would need to be exhausted or injured too much to use their power at all before any extended interrogation could happen. ) 

    #(so by this logic astoria - regardless of how much raw power she might have - really wouldn't be able to do as much as she could) #(outside of the second army because without that kind of training it's unlikely she'd learn how to enhance her own power thru that kind of) #(ritual movement. unless it's like in FMA where ed has to complete the circle with his own body by bringing his hands together) #(in which case it's still a degree of discipline she wouldn't learn elsewhere) #(it would also make sense that if she does go w the crows to the ice court and she's ever taken her fingers would probably be broken) #(even if it's just one on each hand) #(to prevent her from having even limited mobility of her hands) #i. i smell backstory and i love backstory. ( worldbuilding ) #(if this does get explained please feel free to nudge me) #(i'm too Nervous abt ck to start it bc my boy is gonna suffer) #(so i'm reading the lives of saints & language of thorns instead while i hype myself up for it)
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  • equivalentexchangeanthology
    27.07.2021 - 4 hours ago

    What's this? Another cover preview? 👀

    You're going to love @syrren’s incredibly dynamic cover art for Project 1, the Anthology's gen zine. You'll get a bigger peek when pre-orders open August 1st!

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  • animepopheart
    27.07.2021 - 6 hours ago

    ★ 【びーこ】 「 fma 」 ☆ ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me on instagram

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  • charlotte-avason
    27.07.2021 - 7 hours ago

    I love how these three look out for each other even as kids...

    They are soo cute

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  • incorrectfmaquotes
    27.07.2021 - 10 hours ago

    Roy: ...And of course, Hawkeye was there, looking at everyone with her warm honey-colored eyes...

    Falman: Why is he talking about the Lieutenant?

    Fuery: I’m not sure. I asked him about the weather and now we’re here.

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  • charlotte-avason
    27.07.2021 - 10 hours ago

    prince ling and roy beating the shit out of gluttony to protect their other half (lanfan and riza)

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  • incorrectfmaquotes
    27.07.2021 - 11 hours ago

    Ling: Did you know that you can’t spell “self” without “elf”?

    Ed: ...What does that even mean?

    Ling: I don’t know, but it cheered me up earlier.

    #Ling Yao#edward elric#fma#fmab#Fullmetal Alchemist #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #incorrect fma quotes #source: unknown
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  • classydove
    27.07.2021 - 11 hours ago

    ive been struggling to stylize kimblee my own way for a while now but i think ive finally got something im satisfied with anyways have some more 3/4s busts of the same character

    #fma#fullmetal alchemist #solf j. kimblee #kimblee#fanart #it was mostly the eyes tbh #there was something v specific i wanted to capture for kimblees eyes #im hoping i got it sghksg
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  • dapper-nahrwhale
    27.07.2021 - 12 hours ago

    So cowboy bebop and fullmetal alchemist 2003 are actually so similar.

    The pacing is a little all over the place in the beginning but eventually we get to a place where it all works.

    The accompanying movie for the series is widely regarded as ehhh could have been better but I still enjoyed it alot.

    Theres alot of similar themes, about death and living and moving forward and the world.

    The conflits are on a smaller scale too, yes they're still dangerous but its something more personal level too. It's not some world shattering event, it's just trying to stop one human from hurting more humans. It's not about defeating gods, it's about trying to do the most you can for others while your still alive.

    The endings for them are so starkly similar, both so tragic and hopeful and I'm never going to stop thinking about the end of them.

    They both die in the end too. Ed still lives in the other world just trying to get home, but who knows what happens to Spike and that's kind of the point of the ending. It's so certain in its uncertainty.

    Yes theres alot of differences too, but the similarities they share are just really interesting to me

    Conclusion: fma03 and cowboy bebop share alot of similarities and for this reason they are two of my all time favorite shows.

    #fma03#fma 2003 #fullmetal alchemist 2003 #cowboy bebop #🐝.buzz #hmmnnmhmmmn. like yes the differences are there but also. the Vibes of both are so very similar. cousins perhaps. gonna be real Salty #so very bh critical here but. if 03 didnt exist id consider the other one to be really good but 03 fully blows it out of the water by just. #being more compelling to me ig. like. so many concepts are executed better in 03 and the other is still considered better? i think not. #i have so many Opinions abt this ok. but like. so 03 was ultimately abt ed realizing he was fundamentally wrong abt how the world works and #taking steps to fix that. it was literally a paradigm shift in perspective for him. abt the whole world. #like. yeah the ending was really sad but also? it just works for the series too. like they are completely different series and thats a good #thing. like if they were the same that would be boring but the original concepts bejng executed differently is so interesting i wish more sl #series would do that too. adapt the source to be something different to mean something else like yeah thats so interesting #i know these tags are ridiculously long but. i have thoughts abt this ok.
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  • reeeepa
    27.07.2021 - 13 hours ago

    Ed: Morning! Meet my cat!

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