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wanderingnova24  asked:

89 with Mustang!

I literally gasped when I saw what word was associated with this but…since you caused me pain, here it is…


89 - psychotic (Mustang)

“Mustang, hey,” Ed was pleading now, shoving precaution aside as he reached out his automail arm to try and bring the inconsolable man back to reality.  “Whatever it is, we’ll fix it.”

Ed watches helplessly as Mustang runs white-knuckled hands through his hair, eyes widened and pointed down at the floor the two are kneeling on.

“Fullmetal.”  When Roy speaks, his voice is low, dangerous.  “They’re gone.”

Ed feels an icy horror settle into his stomach.  “What do you mean, they’re gone?” He asks hesitantly.

Roy drags his gaze up to meet Edward’s, and when he sees the older man’s dark eyes, he has to consciously stop himself from reeling backwards.  The look in those eyes is entirely too close to being described as psychotic.

“My team,” Roy’s voice sounds like it’s on the brink of breaking, and part of Edward breaks alongside it.  This was his superior officer, Roy Mustang, The Flame Alchemist, one of the strongest men he knows, and he was breaking.

“My team is gone.”

anonymous asked:

I'm sure you have lots of these kind of questions but i couldn't help myself from asking. If you know good fanfics about Malec, can you share with us? ^^

Oh, Anon, talking about Malec fanfics is kind of my favorite topic. Besides, I am always open for rec’s so if you’ve written or read a great Malec fic and you think I should check it out, just hmu anytime! :)

That being said, I already did 3 Malec fic rec’s, Anon.

You can find them here | here | here.

The next Malec fic edition will probaby go online after the winter finale of “Shadowhunters”. So you can already look forward to that.

anonymous asked:

(wowzaihavesomanyquestions) About deaf!Keith, is he still entirely vocal(still signs tho)? Or does he just stick to signing along with a few sounds for clarification? Also with Lance, is he an interpreter for Keith or another student just touring the school with Keith? Lastly, is Keith able to read lips? Thank you for taking time in reading this I adore your art as well as your au!!! 💞

oh gosh thank your for your interest in my AU anon! 

here are my own headcanons:

- Keith was born with severe hearing loss, so he wears really strong hearing aids. He relies heavily on lip-reading, sign language and writing as communication. (He used a tablet but it broke so he uses the sketchbook now)

- He didn’t really do speech therapy so he can’t speak? He was orphaned and moved a lot so he didn’t get to stay at one place to learn. He probably squeaks sounds out without realizing it tbh (lance thinks it’s cute and illegal stop that)

- Lance is a student at the high school and is Keith’s classmate. Keith is enrolled in a special scholarship for deaf kids that the school offers!

everything is pretty much still in brainstorming stage, but those are what I think are solid for my headcanons of the AU ^o^ 

anonymous asked:

Hi how are you? You've been really inactive the last few days. If something is bothering you we're all here for you💕

Hello my darling kitten~ x

I know my sweet, and I am so, so sorry. Things in my life seem to have calmed down for now, but it’s taken a bit of a toll on my body as I’ve come down with a bad fever this afternoon. I’m sorry I’ve been away and I haven’t been able to write things out or answer messages - you have no idea how bad I feel about that. As always, I’m sending lots of love to each of you, and I am so thankful for your patience. 

Thank you my dear~ And the same goes for you! Even if I take awhile to respond, I still want you to know and believe daddy is always here for you~ xx <3

styleswhatever  asked:

12 + lirry :)

this is probably NOT what you wanted at all, but i hope you like it anyways! i know that zombie apocalypse aus are maybe a bit over done, but here i am with 1.3k (also i apparently cant write things unless they have harry crying to i apologize for that too lol)

for the prompt “having to put up holiday decorations together after a big fight”

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anonymous asked:

For that drabble thing, could you write royai #6? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

HELLO YES THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE HOLY COW THANK YOU

6 - “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

After an incredibly long, tiring, and particularly testing day at work, Riza couldn’t be more excited at the prospect of a hot shower, a large mug of her favorite tea, and a few chapters of that new romance novel that Rebecca had sent from East City.  The perfect evening.

So, Riza was understandably frustrated, and sure, shocked, when she, after greeting Black Hayate and taking off her uniform jacket, walked into her bedroom to find it already occupied.

Possessing a composure she wouldn’t have ever expected herself to have in this scenario, Riza simply sighs, dragging a tired hand over her face before she looks her superior officer straight in the eyes.

“Colonel,  is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

Roy Mustang has the grace to look embarrassed, and Riza fights down a laugh at the extreme uncertainty that paints his features.

He clears his throat before addressing her.  “Ah - Lieutenant…”

She watches him with raised eyebrows, a sign of her growing impatience.

“I uh…” he swallows.  “I lost a bet, with the men.”

“Mhmmm, and what exactly was that bet, sir?”  Riza thinks back to the team’s poorly-concealed laughter and whispering during the day - something that had driven her patience extremely thin, and suddenly can see the pieces clicking into place.

“Breda said that he didn’t think I could finish all of my paperwork for today and tomorrow in the time from lunch to the end of the day,” Roy supplies, tugging her thin sheets further up on his bare chest.  Riza focuses her eyes on his face, not on where his legs from toes to mid-thigh lay exposed on her mattress.

“I said I could, and then Havoc made it a bet, and the losing side was to…well…be lying naked in your bed when you arrived home.”

Riza thinks to the way that Roy had left the office, right at the 0600 mark (not unusual), but with a flushed face and a half-hearted excuse of having to get home for something.  Fuery’s bright red face, paired with an impish grin, made a lot more sense now.

“I see…” Riza replies.

Roy nods sheepishly.

“I did really think I could do it, Hawkeye,” he continues.  “Finish the paperwork, that is.”

He scowls before continuing.

“But Havoc and Breda got Falman to hide half of today’s in your desk while we were at that meeting with Grumman.  You were delivering today’s paperwork to Sheska when Havoc went and opened your desk, took out the few reports, maybe three, and said that I’d lost.”

Riza fights down a laugh at her teammates antics, but refrains, Roy is already thoroughly embarrassed.

Shrugging, Roy says, “so here I am.”

“And how long do you stay here?” Riza asks.

Roy’s face reddens and Riza suddenly fears the worst.

“The night.”

Sighing, she crosses over to where Roy’s civilian clothes lay on the ground beside her bed.  She picks them up, and holds the bundle towards him.

“All due respect, sir,” she says as he takes them.  “Get the hell out of my bed.”

Roy nods quickly, and goes to stand, prompting Riza to quickly shut her eyes.

She hears him pause in the doorway.  “Couch?” He asks.

“Couch,” she said sharply.  Riza waits until she hears the quiet pads of his bare feet retreat into her living room, before plopping down onto her bed, pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration.

There would be no Friday bar-night tomorrow for the men, oh no.  Instead, they would be finishing paperwork for through the coming Tuesday.  That would teach them to ever do something like this again.

So much for that perfect evening.

anonymous asked:

OMG I LOVED THAT LITTLE KLANCE COMIC FIC!!!!! will the fic get continued????

Originally posted by leaflessart

THANK YOU IM GLAD YOU LIKED IT??!!! 

but sorry..I don’t plan to continue it because I am not a writer and should be best left to those who can actually write?? i just write to self-indulge but i’m really happy if people enjoyed it

2, 500 Followers! <3

Yay! You guys are amazing. Thank you for following my ridiculous ass and also for reading my fics!


I’ll be writing drabbles to celebrate! I have a list of prompts below the cut. 

I’ll only be writing reader insert with Dean or Jensen. They are my favorite ❤ 

Send an ASK only please. Tell me the number (also a backup) and which character you want.

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A Grunkle's Guide to Life on Earth

((fic by @pomrania, in the Blind Faith AU. The blog owner mentioned coming across a lot of sad grunkles, so here’s something different.))

Stan squinted at the title of the book in front of him. His bionic eye was uncovered, and he knew he could see better than the average human with that; it was just that there was so much glitter, he wasn’t sure what he was looking at.

“Li gaunhleis golde to iibe au…” he tried pronouncing.

Mabel shook her head. “‘A Grunkle’s Guide to Life on Earth’,” she corrected. “I made it for you both!” She held it open in front of her.

It was bright, and cheerfully illustrated, and written in larger letters than he’d gathered was normal here, or for her writing. “I know you can’t read smaller stuff without your cool eye, and you wear a patch sometimes to cover it up, so I made sure it was large enough you could read it easily.”

He didn’t know what to say. “I don’t know what to say,” he said. “Thank you…” for thinking of me, for thinking of Ford, “but I know what life on Earth is like? I grew up here, after all.”

She gave him a Look he couldn’t put into words. “Dipper!” she called over her shoulder. “Do you have that thing I was talking about?”

“Coming!” her twin shouted back. He entered the room, pulling a wagon. The wagon was filled with… Stan thought they were photos? He wasn’t entirely sure how this dimension stored image records.

“Exhibit A,” she said, gesturing at it. “Grunkle Stan and Grunkle Ford Do Not Know What is Sold in Stores or What Weapons are Legal to Carry or What Currency is Used or What Countries Exist.” She grinned. “It’s a work of modern art, in progress. I just need to attach them all together and frame it.”

He looked at one of the pictures. He remembered it, Ford trying to pay for a bar of chocolate with a Canadian penny and a trout…. The reactions would have been a lot funnier if the trout hadn’t landed on Stan’s shoulder after the cashier threw it away. (Still funny though.)

Maybe they did need some help, adjusting, and learning what had happened while they were away for all those years. And at any rate, Mabel’s book was sure to be a more interesting read than the history texts her father had suggested. Definitely less scholarly, possibly rife with inaccuracies, riddled with cartoon figures….

Yes, this would be awesome.

“Hey Sixer!” he yelled down the stairs. “Come take a look at this!”

anonymous asked:

micro prompt 17??

since you didn’t specify, I just went with my pure son, Alphonse Elric…sorry about the angst :’)


17 - morning

Though he was physically and mentally unable to sleep, Alphonse Elric sincerely and completely loved the early morning.

When he had had his body, before the Transmutation, he would oftentimes be up far before Ed, who was more of a night-owl, and the world would be silent and still, and ready for the new day.

Morning now meant watching over Edward as he slept fitfully, trapped in nightmares that even his own brother couldn’t shake him out of.  Morning now meant busying himself with menial tasks to keep his mind from wandering too far into the what-ifs.  What if they didn’t get their bodies back? What if he never got to taste Winry’s apple pie?

But Al is quick to switch his train of thought, back to what he felt years ago.  The wonder of the clean slate, the awe of the pretty pastel colors of the sky to the East, the quiet chirping of birds outside.

Mornings could be hard, sure, but they were still Al’s favorite part of the day.

aelishb  asked:

Hi, I have been enjoying your recs tremendously! I'm looking for some fics where Sherlock has to take care of John, who has been hurt in some way. Nothing too life altering (paralyzed, for instance) - something a little lighter than that. Thank you!

Hm, most fics are the other way round but I have read these ones before:

Piece of Fabric: John is sick but gets dragged along to a crime scene by Sherlock nonetheless. Once there, he is quite bewildered by Sherlock’s odd behaviour.

As Long As He Needs Me: Five times John needed Sherlock to come and get him (and one time they both needed Lestrade). (I really recommend this one)

John hurt/comfort rec list

John whump rec list

Some of the fics from the last two links may have a heavier theme than you’re looking for so read the tags first

If you know a fic like this, please reblog or reply with a title and author or a link!

anonymous asked:

I remember seeing an ask that talked about Yuuri's medication being found out about and I was wondering if you had always planned for that to happen or if they kind of "inspired" you to write it. Thanks if you can!!

No, I had this fic planned out beginning to end before I started writing it so while minor things have changed big plot events like this have always been there. Well done to that one person for guessing the big plot twist though!

anonymous asked:

Hi Dicta! :) Could I please ask your help in finding a fic? The problem is I might be mixing two fics. Memorable things: there were some committees? Maybe for a town they all lived in, or perhaps something to do with the ministry, but there were just really boring meetings of pointless committees and Draco was the self-important head. It was funny though, not depressing. Also I recall some sort of fetish club? Hermione and Ron went as well. This might be a different fic though. Thank you!

Hey anon!! That’s one fic and it’s:

Breaking All the Rules by Frayach - NC-17, 22.5k - Malfoy is slowly wringing the last vestiges of pleasure from Harry’s life with all his rules and committees and agendas and reports. Or is he?

Super fun!! Enjoy!!

Favorite (Katlaska) Chapter 6 - Aliena

AN: Sorry about the long wait for this chapter, work’s been really busy lately.

Again, I can’t thank you enough for the lovely comments. I love writing this fic, and it makes me so happy that you like it.

If you’re looking for chapter 5, check the author tag instead of the story tag, because I’ve realised I tagged chapter 5 favourite instead of favorite (a result of English not being my first language, being taught to spell things the British way, and trying to use American spelling for American fandoms). But it’s all there under the aliena tag. It’s also up on AO3 now.

Just one more chapter to go after this one!

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hallesxd  asked:

Firstly, thank you guys for your awesome work :) I'm looking for a modern AU fic where Bucky (I'm 90% sure it was Bucky and not Steve) thinks he is straight but when he realises he likes Steve, he tries having sex with guys before telling Steve how he feels. (I think this was only a small part but its my most prominent memory of this fic) Sorry if its vague and thanks in advance :D

the only thing I pulled that looks likely is Pulling Me Back by steveandbucky