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okay so there’s offical fmab art out there of riza wearing a sexy cat outfit which.. is like the most confusing thing to me because can u…….can u imagine her character actually doing that?? it’s like,.the least canon thing she would ever wear. but do you know who would wear it????? roy


also inspired by @borealstar and @shegs ,these dudes,

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I wrote another song about Ed and Winry! I’ve actually had this one half-finished for months and just recently decided to finish. 
I hope you enjoy it if you give it a listen! <3

It’s been too many nights
since I’ve slept easily.
I can see you’re weary
from waiting up for me.

And so we close our eyes
tonight. The war is over.
This time I’m not letting go.
We’ve finally made it home.  

Thank you for holding on
to the time I thought we’d lost.
Footsteps in the dust.
And the blades turn to rust.
At last I found
we’re safe and sound.

Our history is written in the everlasting moon.
I’ve always known to find myself in you.
I’m home, I’m home, I’m home at last.
Walk through the door with sacred steps
you built me.
Now we’re free.

Thank you for holding on
to the time I thought we’d lost.
Footsteps in the dust.
And the blades turn to rust.
At last I found
we’re safe and sound.

I set fire to the past as you wept.
Children who grew up too fast
are now left
with new dreams in a better place,
A smile on your tired face,
remnants of a boy I knew,
a kinder world inside of you.

Thank you for holding on
to the time I thought we’d lost.
Footsteps in the dust.
And the blades turn to rust.
At last I found
we’re safe and sound.

waddiwasiwitch  asked:

17 EdWin for the prompts please. :) Thank you.

When the Broken Glass Litters the Floor

Winry’s eyes widened as the sound of shattering glass crashed into her head, the fog of two sleepless nights of automail repairs disappearing in an instant. The duster still clutched in her right hand, she glanced at the floor. A strangled gasp escaped her lips as she noticed a framed picture of the Elric family littered with shards of glass. She bent down and picked up the worn wooden frame, the loose glass raining to the floor like fallen stars.

“Is everything okay?!”

Ed stuck his head through the doorway into the parlor. Winry stood motionless - gazing at the damaged photograph with clouded eyes. Ed furrowed his brow and walked towards her. Without looking up, Ed noticed the tears beginning to well up in her eyes.

“Winry?”

“I broke it…” she said with a sniffle.

“Hey, it’s okay!” replied Ed, “We can get it fixed. It’s no big deal!”

He gently pried the frame and duster from Winry’s iron grasp.

“I’m so sorry Ed!” she sobbed, “I didn’t mean to do it! I know how much it means to you…”

Ed smiled.

“Somebody obviously needs some sleep,” he said while putting an arm around her shoulders, “Come on.”

He slowly lead her towards her bedroom. Winry yawned and rubbed her eyes.

“What was it about sheep?” she asked groggily.

Ed shook his head.

“Love you, automail freak.”

Headcanons - The Tell

It took a couple of years for him to notice, but Roy eventuaaly figured out the one surefire tell that shows Riza is hiding something.

She was never much for large amounts if chatter, but with him, the conversation never seems to lull for very long. Thus, if she suddenly stops talking altogether, something is wrong.

The thing is, she knows his tell, too. Roy is less well-disciplined in hiding his emotions, thus things that may stay iff his face still show up in his eyes. And that’s what she watches for.