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NAME GAME -- SaLilli (FMA OCs) Oneshot~*~*~NAME GAME -- SaLilli (FMA OCs) Oneshot by ~xXSakura25Xx
A sea of dark blue hung above the bustling city of Central. The lights from the buildings and late-night stores were lit up in order for the tourists and locals in the areas to walk along the sidewalk. It was best to go about their business safely and not collide into objects in the benightedness and refrain from being assaulted without warning.
It was what the townspeople had grown accustomed to. Besides, who would distract themselves with staring up say the dark sky above then while straining their eyes to make out a few faint stars, that continued to be overwhelmed by the man-made lights filtering from below on Earth.
A sleak, black vehicle sped down the streets until it was free of the traffic within the city. The young man behind the wheel released an exasperated sigh, grimacing as he caught sight of his reflection in the mirror. Raven-black locks, which were originally slicked back in an orderly fashion that day, were now a shaggy, ruffled mop. All the while, deep, c
Stairway to Paradise- Ch15- FMA Fan FictionRoy knew from the moment he woke up that Alphonse had made good on his promise the night before.Stairway to Paradise- Ch15- FMA Fan Fiction by *RainFlame07
It was easy to tell because Ed was practically glued to his little brother’s side. Even when Alphonse led him into the bathroom for a much-dreaded shower, Ed followed without complaint, one hand clamped on Al’s arm as he followed him in and shut the door. They emerged the same way, Ed trembling and gasping the way he usually did after such an ordeal, but much cleaner and even more unwilling to be separated from his sibling.
When they finally came down for breakfast, Alphonse had to forcibly sit Ed down to remove him from his side. “Colonel Mustang is getting your food. I’m going to get your medicine, so stay here,” he ordered, his tone gentle but firm.
Ed opened his mouth to protest, then closed it and reluctantly let go of Alphonse’s arm, wrapping his shaking hand around his other arm. “I don’t want the dumb pills,” he said, and though
The Black Diamond Chronicles- FMA- Death WishChapter 1: Red RainThe Black Diamond Chronicles- FMA- Death Wish by ~UnsunkenHedgehog101
Note: The Events That Occur In Death Wish take place after the final chapter of Fullmetal Alchemist.
A distant thunder rumbled through the sky. In the Eastern City of Amestris, A man wearing a tan colored coat, hood over his face, seeming to be guarded by a short thin one with dark hair and wearing a light blue coat, were walking through the deserted streets. Already a light drizzle was come down on to the ground from an ominous storm coming toward the city. “Think we’ll make it to the horses before it starts to down pour?” Asked the one wearing the tan coat. “If we make a good pace, I think we will be there in time, Mr. Alphonse.” Replied the short thin man, as the one wearing the tan coat lifted up his hood, revealing a young man with spread out blonde hair, with eyes to match.
Al smiled as the rain lightly pelted his face. “Fe
Stairway to Paradise- Ch14- FMA Fan FictionAlphonse spooned some stew into three bowls, casting worried glances at the couch in the living room every now and again as he did. All he could see over the back of the couch was Winry’s blonde head, but judging by the way she was just staring at her lap, Ed wasn’t awake yet.Stairway to Paradise- Ch14- FMA Fan Fiction by *RainFlame07
The installment of his automail . . . well, Al knew it had never been a particularly pleasant experience for his brother. In fact, from what Winry had told him long ago, the connection of automail to nerves was one of the most painful experiences a human body could be subjected to, but in the years Ed had possessed automail, Alphonse had never heard him scream like that. It was almost animalistic, something feral and raw and completely horrifying. Even now, hours later, Alphonse was still shaken from the experience, and that just made him feel all the more weak and selfish.
Even more, though, was how he had felt after the installation was complete. Ed was nothing but a screaming, crying wreck, and Alp
Dream20130714 - The Amestrian Mineshaft IncidentSunday, July 14, 2013Dream20130714 - The Amestrian Mineshaft Incident by *Contraltissimo
I had a friend with me. Another girl, I think.
We had fallen down a mineshaft.
But we were past all that at this point; the two of us were in some kind of hospital. The walls and floors and ceilings were light-colored, and clean. Our beds were soft and sweet. White curtains gave us peace and privacy. We were being well taken care of.
But there was something.... off. Was it something we noticed ourselves? Or had we overheard things? Things people weren’t supposed to say around us?
I remember the tame pink coloring of a few scattered scars. We were pretty beat-up by our ordeal, but our bodies were in fairly good working order. Except.... they didn’t feel like our bodies. I know my friend and I took a few slow and easy walks around our surroundings, but.... were we really walking? Were we in our skin? Did our bodies come with us? Or was it only our spirits? Or were these thoughts only the woozily confused result of our acciden
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