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  • fullmetcl
    24.07.2021 - 3 hours ago

    title: courage

    collection: reasons

    summary: he’d always been courageous, taking on more than any fifteen-year-old should, and she’d fallen in love with him. suggested by the lovely @esgaril

    words: 422

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    He’d said he’d only needed a year.

    True to his word, he’d recovered and rehabilitated from the installation of his automail within a year’s time. It was unheard of—recovery and rehabilitation typically took a patient three years. He’d surprised the likes of Pinako Rockbell, the Leopardess of Resembool, a woman who’d seen it all. Most importantly, he’d surprised her, even with her minimal engineering knowledge at the age of twelve.

    Edward Elric became the Fullmetal Alchemist shortly after, traversing the country in search of a way to return his and his younger brother’s bodies to their original states. Repeatedly, he’d returned to her doorstep, his hand dangling by its wires, his leg crushed; repeatedly, she’d fixed him, listening in horror to the stories he’d provided. Sometimes she’d forgotten that he was but a child with a military title—he’d made a name for himself across Amestris, and with his newfound fame, unwanted attention had been garnered. But still, he’d continued on, no longer that eleven-year-old boy bleeding out on her doorstep.

    At fifteen, he’d thrown himself between a gun and the hand of the man responsible for her parents’ murder, risking his life to keep her from making a grave mistake. And she’d cried. The tears had flowed as he’d pried her fingers off of the gun, droplets falling and staining the concrete. She’d clutched his red coat and fell into him, sobs racking her body.

    And he’d held her through it all.

    He’d had to leave—he’d always had to leave, it was routine, but aside from restoring his and his little brother’s bodies, he’d had to find a way to save the country. So much had fallen in his lap, and he’d taken on every burden, even when his life was at risk.

    Edward Elric was the most courageous man she’d ever met; the darkened, raised patches of skin that riddled his body served as proof to that. Each had a story, with the worst on his left, and he’d shared each one. He’d shared stories of those he and his brother had met on their journey, even the one that haunted him in his nightmares. She’d traced his scars and listened to his stories and held him as he cried, falling further in love with him than she’d been.

    The former alchemist was as courageous as they came, even after returning to Resembool.

    He’d shown his courage to Amestris and its people, and to Winry through scars and tears, and she’d loved him through it all.

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  • kaminata1
    23.07.2021 - 7 hours ago

    Fma sketches 😙

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  • amiamizuki
    23.07.2021 - 11 hours ago

    fullmetal alchemist brotherhood episode 17 - cold flame

    #fmab#fullmetal alchemist#fma #fullmetal alchimist brotherhood #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #fmab anime#fma anime #fmab ep 17 #fmab episode 17 #edward elric#lust #lust the lascivious #envy #envy the jealous #winry rockbell #barry the chopper #vato falman#roy mustang#maria ross#denny brosh#ling yao#winry
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  • lilja-yen
    23.07.2021 - 12 hours ago

    I love those rare f/m relationships that don't fill me with utter apathy and slight annoyance

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  • incorrectfmaquotes
    23.07.2021 - 19 hours ago

    Winry: Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get.

    Ed: What are you talking about, you’re gonna get chocolates.

    Winry: No Ed, that’s not-

    Ed: Why is this something to argue about?! YOU’RE GONNA GET CHOCOLATES.

    #Winry Rockbell#edward elric#fma#fmab#Fullmetal Alchemist #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #incorrect fma quotes #source: unknown
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  • datlokibumtho
    23.07.2021 - 20 hours ago

    Winry: "Ed, are you sure there's no one left?"

    Ed: "Yup."

    Envy: "I love that she's doubting you."

    Ed: "I loved when you were quiet."

    #funny#anime#manga#fullmetal alchemist #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #envy fma#envy #envy the jealous #ed elric#edward elric#edward fma#winry rockbell#winry#fma winry #incorrect fullmetal alchemist brotherhood quotes #incorrect fullmetal alchemist quotes #incorrect fma quotes #incorrect quotes
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  • a-sadragingbisexual
    23.07.2021 - 1 day ago

    so i just finished fullmetal alchemist brotherhood, and it is so close to knocking death note off of the number one spot of my favorite anime’s. somebody pleaseeeeeeee talk to me about it, i’m in agony holding in all my thoughts about it!!!!!

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  • the-sweet-sweet-embrace-of-death
    23.07.2021 - 1 day ago

    Antagonists really take one look at winry and go "that girl will make such a great hostage"

    #full metal alchemist #my nonsense #this is a fma blog now i guess #Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood #fmab#winry rockbell #this hostage situation is a few layers deep #i know that sometimes its a ruse #but the fact that 'kidnap winry' is the plan they land on is hilarious
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  • envythepalmtree
    22.07.2021 - 1 day ago

    Winry: Did you tell anyone yet?

    Edward: Yes, Winry, I have no self-control and just told that apple vendor that we're getting married.

    Winry: Okay, no need to be sarcastic.

    Edward: No, I'm serious, I have no self-control and just told that apple vendor that we're getting married.

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  • amiamizuki
    22.07.2021 - 1 day ago

    fullmetal alchemist brotherhood episode 16 - footsteps of a comrade-in-arms

    #fma#fmab#fullmetal alchemist #fullmetal alchimist brotherhood #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #fmab anime#fma anime #fmab episode 16 #fmab ep 16 #alphonse elric#edward elric#lust #lust the lascivious #envy #envy the jealous #vato falman#jean havoc#sheska#fma sheska#winry#winry rockbell#gracia hughes#roy mustang#maria ross#elicia hughes
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  • fullmetcl
    22.07.2021 - 2 days ago

    title: maintenance

    collection: equivalent exchange

    summary: a prompt requested by SammiRW on ao3, Winry performs maintenance on Edward shortly after they’ve begun their relationship. coupled with teenage hormones, Winry has bit off more than she can chew.

    rating: t

    words: 1555

    accepting prompts!

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    “Alright,” Winry begins, gathering her tools from their storage, “pants off.”

    Behind her, Edward squeaks. He’s acting far too weird, has been since she’d sprung the idea of a maintenance appointment on him this morning. She’s thankful that she no longer has to rebuild his limb from scratch—the worst that had happened was the busting of the shin’s outer plating after he had fallen from the roof. He’d been tasked with repairing the roof before the storm hit; without alchemy, Edward had been damn near useless, no knowledge of manual labor stored in his mind. Winry had handed him a hammer, an assortment of nails, and replacement shingles. He’d stood after finishing to examine his work, only to take one too many steps back. The crash could be heard from the kitchen, and Winry had run out to assess the damage. While Edward had walked away with nothing but scrapes and bruises, his leg had been less fortunate. It had frustrated her, sure, but she was thankful that he hadn’t destroyed it in a fight. If the only thing she had to worry about was him falling off roofs and hitting his thumb with a hammer, she’d count herself lucky.

    She turns to face him, tools in hand, and finds him standing awkwardly with his arms glued to his sides. She raises her brow in question. “Hello? I need you to take your pants off.”

    She watches his Adam’s apple bob in his throat. He offers a stiff nod, slowly moving his hands to the button on his pants. Her eyes follow, watching as he unbuttons and unzips. He hooks his thumbs in the waistband and pulls them down. He grabs the back of his shirt and pulls it over his head. Winry feels her cheeks begin to warm.

    Okay, so maybe watching him remove his clothing wasn’t her greatest idea. She casts her gaze aside as he steps out of his pants, leaving them pooled against the floorboards, and hangs hist shirt on the back of a chair. He takes a seat on the observation table and lies down. Winry drags her chair to the side of the table and sets her tools down beside his leg.

    He isn’t looking at her, choosing instead to stare at the ceiling. She notices his clenched jaw, and his hands curled into fists at his sides. Her eyes roam his body—his toned chest rises and falls with each breath he takes; the scar where his automail had once been installed is jagged, dark, and risen in some areas; his abdominal scar is similar, and every time she sees it, she remembers the story behind it and how close she came to losing him; she counts his abs—six—and follows the defined line where his obliques meet his transversus abdominis muscles, noting how it disappears into his boxers. She bites her cheek and quickly averts her gaze to his automail.

    Her hands glide across the metal, beginning at the foot; she’s checking for dents that may indicate interior damage. She comes up empty, stopping at his port. The edge of the leg of his boxers brushed against the back of her hand. She pulls away.

    “Alright, no dents. That’s a good sign.” She crosses that off of her mental checklist. “Have you noticed any stiffness lately?”

    Edward shifts.

    She eyes his face.

    His eyes remain glued to the ceiling, brow furrowed as though he is in deep concentration. He chews at his lower lip—a nervous habit he’d had since childhood. He’s worried about something, but she can’t place what, exactly, that something is. Did he know of something wrong with his automail internally, scared of her reaction once she found it? No, he was getting better at telling her when something didn’t feel right. So, if not that, then what was it?

    “Nope! No stiffness here!” His voice cracks, his face beet red. “Nope, nope, nope. Everything’s fine!”

    She looks at him with disbelief, rolling her eyes. “You’re being really weird today.” She grabs her screwdriver and begins loosening the screw securing the plating, beginning at the thigh. “What’s gotten into you?”

    “No, wait! Can’t you do my foot first? The toes—they actually have been squeaking!”

    The twisting of her screwdriver stops. She stares at him, growing annoyed, but ultimately does as asked.

    “They shouldn’t be squeaking,” she muses, bending each toe individually, “We just oiled the joints last week. Did you hit your foot against something?”

    Her question goes unanswered. She bends the toes a second time, just to be sure. “Hello, Earth to Edward. I asked you a question.”

    His quick mumbling catches her attention.

    “…beryllium, boron, carbon, nitrogen—”

    Oh.

    Great.

    “—oxygen, fluorine, neon, sodium—”

    She abandons her testing of his toes, glaring at him from her seat. “You have got to be kidding me. What is with you and the stupid—” her eyes trail down his exposed torso, again, following the v-line that disappears into his boxers. There’s something in there, though. Or, more accurately, there’s something threatening to pop out of the fabric. Her face feels extremely hot. “—periodic table…”

    Leave it to Edward to get an erection during a routine maintenance appointment.

    “—magnesium, aluminum, silicon, phosphorus—”

    God, he’d keep this up all day unless she stopped him.

    “Ed.”

    “—sulfur, chlorine, argon—”

    “Edward.”

    “—potassium, calcium, scandium—”

    “Ed!”

    His recital stops halfway through the word titanium. For the first time since he’s laid down, he looks at her. His face is red and sweaty, and Winry wonders if she’s as red as he is.

    “It’s normal, you know.” Maybe for typical, teenage male patients, but Edward wasn’t typical, and he wasn’t just her patient. “I mean, I’m bound to see you… get an erection eventually.”

    She swears she sees Edward attempting to melt into the table.

    “Don’t say that!” he nearly yells, sitting up. It draws her attention back to his groin. “It’s not like I wanted it to happen!”

    Obviously. Most of her male patients didn’t want it to happen, but it had, anyway. It was a normal part of being a man.

    “Stop making it so weird!” She forces herself to look back at his face. “It’s normal, Ed. You’re a sixteen-year-old boy. It’s bound to happen.”

    “Not like this it isn’t!”

    She sighs. Had she done something to provoke this? His previous examinations and installations had gone smoothly, save the instance in Briggs. To this day, she can’t figure out what had provoked him, then.

    “Ed—”

    “You’re in that… stupid zip-up top with your stupid coveralls at your waist and you’re so close to my crotch…” His hands move around wildly. “And… and we’re dating now… and it’s… I can’t… Ugh!”

    For the first time in her life, she covers her chest with her arms.

    “Oh, so you’re blaming me?” she snaps. How was this her fault? She’d dressed like this for years and not once had he ever complained.

    “Yes! No! I mean no! Nonono!” He shakes his head back and forth. “I just— you just— you’re just really hot and so close to my— dammit, Winry!”

    She blinks.

    This was the first time he’s called her hot.

    She feels she should be as embarrassed as he is, but she isn’t. Instead, she’s on the verge of grinning.

    Her arms fall to her sides. A smirk is all she allows on her face. “Hot, huh?”

    “Shut up!” He turns his head away from her. “Don’t make me say it again. Not like this!”

    She begins to laugh.

    Edward’s head whips back around, and he looks to her with confusion. “This isn’t funny, Winry!”

    “I’m not laughing at you!” she assures him. She grips his automail knee, leaning forward and laughing. “I’m laughing because this is what it took for you to call me hot! This is far from romantic, Ed!”

    “Can you please shut up? I’m begging you.”

    She wipes a tear from her eye and straightens herself. She grins at him, his face red, mouth twisted in embarrassment. “It’s cute, Ed.” She kisses his cheek. “You’re cute.”

    He blinks at her before casting his gaze aside. “There’s nothing cute about popping a boner during your maintenance appointment.”

    With her palm pressed against his chest, she pushes him back down against the table. His back hits with a thud. She grabs her screwdriver and returns to the plating above his knee. “Maybe not, but it’s okay because you’re cute, Ed. And it’s okay because we’re dating.”

    He grumbles and covers his face with his hands.

    “What isn’t cute,” she starts, removing screws one by one, “are the patients that get erections.”

    He sits back up. Her screwdriver slips.

    “Patients?! Who?! When?!”

    She sighs. Maybe she should’ve kept that to herself.

    “Forget it, Ed.”

    “No! Do I need to be in here when you work on guys?! No, don’t answer that’s because I will be. And they’re getting thrown on their ass if they so much as look at you funny!”

    x x x

    True to his word, Edward stood watch across the from examination table, leaning against the wall, staring at her patients. Winry could only watch as Edward dragged poor young Jared out of the room by his ear, lecturing him on how he shouldn’t ogle a taken woman, let alone his mechanic.

    #edward elric#winry rockbell#edwin #edward x winry #edward/winry #otp: equivalent exchange #fma#my fics#equivalent exchange#aljskskskdmsksk #they’re so awkward
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  • mclennonshipper25
    22.07.2021 - 2 days ago

    This is my first time drawing Winry, do you like it?

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  • edwardelricsrightarm
    21.07.2021 - 2 days ago
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  • amiamizuki
    21.07.2021 - 2 days ago

    fullmetal alchemist brotherhood episode 11 - miracle at rush valley

    #fma#fmab#fullmetal alchemist #fullmetal alchimist brotherhood #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #fmab anime#fma anime #fmab episode 11 #fmab ep 11 #alphonse elric#edward elric#winry#winry rockbell#paninya#dominic#rush valley
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