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Van Hoheheim was 19 years old when the Dwarf in the flask makes him immortal. For thousands of years, this changes nothing, until his son Edward suddenly starts looking a lot like him.
OR: Hohenheim stayed young looking, and Ed has to hear people confuse him for his father every day of the fucking week.
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- Part 1 of fma fics!
Bookmarked by FrostFire425
05 May 2026
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Pure Vanilla smiled, he couldn't help himself. Even if he knew Shadow Milk had caused some ruckus or another, any time his other half smiled was a good enough reason for him to smile.
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Shadow Milk takes a nap
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- Part 2 of namppa's art
Bookmarked by JovialBlueJester (FrostFire425)
03 May 2026
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“Um.”
Robert looks like he just stumbled into a murder scene. Herm supposes it isn’t that far off. “W–I-I…Robert, my–I am.. So s-sorry. I–”
“You realize if you wanted to seduce me there were way better ways to go about it, right?” Robert says, lifting a brow, humorously uncertain.
OR Waterboy is feeling desperate after work, blessed with the house to himself. He gets a little overzealous. Who else to call but Robert?
Bookmarked by FrostFire425
22 Apr 2026
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There’s a sound itching at the back of his mind, a soft repetition that’s forcing Pure Vanilla’s eyes back open with its unfamiliarity. He mumbles a groan, pushing himself up in bed as he brushes back the hair from his forehead and reaches for the staff beside him. As his hand finds purchase, he lifts it up high and scans the room around him.
Pure Vanilla’s vision may still be blurred from blinking back sleep, but there’s a familiar blue form seated at his dresser.
“Shadow Milk Cookie?”
The form turns; bright white hair sways from the movement, spilling over slender shoulders and adorned with a large blue bow. Sharp eyes peer at him, framed by an unkind smile curved in a smirk.
“Aw,” is all but sneered. “Miss him already?”
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- Part 5 of Jamma Jambound's SDVN works
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Bookmarked by JovialBlueJester (FrostFire425)
18 Apr 2026
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For as long as he could remember, during the years when he was merely known as the Fount of Knowledge, the concept of slumber was a ridiculous notion. For mortal cookies, it was a necessity— to lay in warm sheets, the moon hanging high as consciousness sweeps away in the heaviness of lids sealing tight, their spirits drifting out of their bodies as it traveled into the clouds, making its way into the ethereal world of endless possibilities befitting the cookie who dreams of it.
But knowledge never rests in its conquest to exist.
Bookmarked by Mitsurugi_Blue (FrostFire425)
15 Mar 2026
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Technically this is a fic that our Blue Jester would claim belongs in his bookmarks, but ... he's not here right now, I am featured in the beginning of the fic, and ... I think I needed to read this. I think I needed this.