Reader X Edward Elric part 1Reader X Edward Elric part 12 years ago in Drama More Like This
It was a stormy night out of central. People were rushing inside to aviod the rain pouring down in buckets. The wind was brewing so hard it raddled windows on buildings. No one wanted to be outside during this time.
Out on a street counter a girl sits. She is sitting crisscrossed with her legs pulled near her. Her messy dark brown hair dangled out of the blanket in which she used to cover herself with. The clothes shown ware and tare. The girl wore a tan shirt with the sleeves ripped off. The shorts were 2 inches above her knees. The shirt cut off in a diagonal showing her side abit. The shorts were also a tan color. She had light brown eyes with a hint of caramel color next to her pupil. She then stood up weakly. One foot at a time she headed for the exit out of central.
The Elric brothers were heading back to Central from a mission they had just completed. They were tired. Edwards stomach could be heard
Griffin Rider: Planning an Ambush“You are sure of this?” Sheera asked with a scowl as she sat atop the wagon.Griffin Rider: Planning an Ambush2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I'm standing here telling ye such aren't I?” Caleb replied gruffly.
Sheera frowned and pursed her lip in annoyance as she glanced at Nil. “I assume you saw them as well?”
Nil shifted uncomfortably under the wood elf's scrutiny. Caleb felt bad putting the girl on the spot but there was nothing for it.
“I'm not sure, I've never seen a bandit camp before, but they were heavily armed and hidden within a dell so they couldn't be seen from the High Way.”
Ikras looked towards Sheera dubiously. “It is possible, reports of banditry upon the High Way are not uncommon.”
Sheera sighed and turned, pulling up the flap for the wagon. “Ra'ma. Come.”
The nidracaal flowed out of the wagon, dropping to the ground and looking up at Sheera curiously with her shimmering yellow eyes.
Sheera glanced at Caleb. “How far down
Griffin Rider: A PropositionCaleb ran his hand over Bracken's breastplate, examining its surface carefully as he examined it for damage. The tawny beast in question lay sprawled besides him. The griffin's blue eyes watched Caleb's motions intently, its head turning rapidly to follow even the slightest shift in its rider's body.Griffin Rider: A Proposition3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Bracken's beak lunged forward suddenly, pecking at Caleb as he adjusted the breastplate's straps.
"Here! Off ye great winged git!" Caleb snarled, throwing up his hand and grabbing the griffin by the beat. "The damned thing is loose ya fool, how're ye supposed to protect yer chest if ye've got a loose breast piece eh? Tell me that why dontcha."
The griffin chirped and warbled at him indignantly before settling into a low humming growl that emanated from its thick chest.
"Oh yer just sulking ye great oaf." Caleb replied tersely, rubbing Bracken between his ears affectionately. "It'll be alright, just ye watch."
Bracken chirped again and pulled his head away with a snort, turning back to poke
Griffin Rider: First FlightThe morning broke as it always did in this part of the world, slowly at first as the sun fought to rise above the low rolling hills and then poured down upon the sheltered depressions between them. Caleb's eyes opened slowly as he yawned mightily, stretching out his stiff joints. He lifted himself from Bracken who crooned softly as he lifted his head out from under his wing, clicking his beak and warbling a good morning.Griffin Rider: First Flight3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Good morinng to ye as well." Caleb said gruffly as he turned to stroke Bracken's mane.
The griffin clicked his beak and began to preen himself, cleaning away the morning dew clinging to his feathers as Caleb brought out his feed. Bracken set about eating eagerly as Caleb checked over their gear. He didn't expect any of their companions to have taken anything but old habits died hard.
Caleb turned at Nil's voice to find the girl standing behind him smiling with her hands clasped behind her back.
"Good morning." he replied.
"Are you going to be flying th
Griffin Rider: A MeetingCaleb strode through the city gate, glancing at the guards who eyed him warily. He couldn't say that he blamed them. After all, a fully armed and armored rider and griffin were intimidating to say the least. Granted given that by nature of the fact that Bracken had to be able to fly with all the gear the armor was relatively light. Only the griffin's breastplate and skullcap were iron. The rest was hardened leather reinforced with bronze barding. His own armor was equally light. Consisting of hardened studded leather. Over the years of constant fighting he'd acquired a shirt of chain mail to wear beneath the leather and a scale mail vest to wear on the exterior. The triple layered armor wasn't the strongest thing he could've worn but it protected Caleb well enough. He wore leather chaps with inlaid chain mail and iron plates covering his thighs and shins. He wore a simple iron skullcap to protect his balding pate.Griffin Rider: A Meeting3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
At his waist rested the long sword which he'd drawn on the elf bitch the
Griffin Rider: Making CampTheir party made good progress that first day. Caleb had never worked closely with either of the taurian races, however he'd heard stories of their amazing stamina and much to his shame they exceeded even Bracken's steady and inexhaustible pace. The others of course rode with the wagon...except for the gnome who sometimes floated alongside it and at other times vanished all together only to reappear somewhere up ahead waiting for the group to arrive. The centaur in particular seemed to take great offense to Duulingknopf which seemed only to encourage the gnome to further acts of depravity. He even buzzed past Bracken once during the journey yelling: "DUUUUU!" as he flashed by. The poor griffin had jerked and hissed in agitation and it was all Caleb could do not to take a try with his sling at knocking the gnome from the air.Griffin Rider: Making Camp3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thankfully the rest of the party was more tolerable. Ikras proved to have a musical side to him, producing a set of the pipes that his people were famous for and p
A Wasteland MelodyA Wasteland Melody: Or, A 1983 Doomsday Tale through a Nation's Eyes.A Wasteland Melody3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Somewhere near the Sopron Frontier. 2009.
The cold November winds coursed through the empty cottage as Austria let his hands recreate Mozart's brilliance from the myriad piano keys. He no longer wondered when he first started this peculiar ritual, out here at the very fringes of not only the Alpine Confederation but also of civilized life in Mitteleuropa. He knew that the proud men patrolling the still irradiated borders who heard it at the very least considered it a relief from the dreary reality of their watch. And yet deep down, he knew that he was playing for an old love he hoped against hope was still out there in the wastes. Not since Doomsday, he thought bitterly as the notes grew more disjointed. That he was in what had once been Hungary's doorstep made it all the more difficult.
He could still vividly remember that day in 1983 when the world nearly ended. When at long last, Americ
.....A Little Problem_FanficI need a drink lamented Roy as he sat on the edge of the bed, head in his hands as he tried to fight back the throbbing pain that threatened to consume the inside of his skull. He stared down between his fingers at his now modified pants; he had been forced to roll the legs up several times just to keep from tripping in them. He also had to make a few extra holes in his belt in order to cinch it up as far as possible to keep his pants from falling down. As for his jacket, he had to discard it in lieu of a simple white tank top. "Yes, a drink would be really nice right about now" reflected Roy as he contemplated his socks......A Little Problem_Fanfic6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A noise outside the door brought Roy out of his stupor with a jerk of his head to watch lieutenant Hawkeye enter. "Finally" thought Roy, as she silently shut the door behind her.
Well, aside from the effects of the de-aging, you seem to be in perfect health sirstated the Lieutenant, coming to stop before him and restin
Why I Love Fullmetal Alchemist 2003 and Only 2003Why I Love Fullmetal Alchemist 2003 and Only 20033 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fullmetal Alchemist (Which will he by be known as FMA) the first animated series (2003) has not gotten me through anything in my life, or anything like that. FMA was the first, and one of the only animated series from Japan that I actually liked. This series unlike the original storyline of the manga makes the Homunculus storyline much deeper and have their hatred towards humanity more real. The relationship of Edward and Alphonse is more caring then that of the manga. The rest of the cast also seem more human, and less 1 dimensional in FMA then in the manga and even more then the -1D in the manga's poor adaptation (Brotherhood) Even the ending was more realistic and more moving then the rainbow bunny ending of the manga. Now it's not to say that I never liked the manga's storyline, in fact my username is a character's name from the story, but with the ending of the manga came my hatred for the series. When it comes to the poor adaptation of the manga (Brotherhood) I never l
Elricest: Romeo and JulietDisclaimer: Unfortunately, I dont own FMA. Im poor. T_TElricest: Romeo and Juliet7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Roy was the one who had found them.
Ed and Al, wrapped up in each other's arms, holes in each of their chests, directly over their hearts. Dried blood stained both the bed underneath the brothers' bodies, and the silver knives in their hands.
Roy wanted to scream and cry, like a child that loses a prized toy, at the sight of the now cold, lifeless bodies that had once held the lively souls of two people he cared for dearly.
Struggling to control the urge to throw up, Roy noticed a book resting in Al's pale, limp hand. Something seemed to draw him towards it, and he grabbed the book before racing outside and introducing his lunch to the bushes.
The thick book stayed on Roy's coffee table until the day of the double funeral, where Ed and Al were buried next to their beloved mother.
Roy came home that same afternoon, throwing his tie and jacket on the floor before collapsing onto the couch and pouring himself a
'Al Was Here' - Elricest There were many things that I liked about my brother: his determination, how he genuinely cared, the way he'd look after me when I wasn't feeling so good, and the thing we'd just done. I know that people disagree with the way we are together, but it can't be helped. We love each other in more ways than one, and it felt completely right. There was something wrong with it, but I had stopped caring.'Al Was Here' - Elricest7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was times like these that I cherished the most, after our favourite taboo, when we would lie in each other's arms, watching the other fall to sleep. Nii-san looked so innocent when he slept, away from this world with its pointless troubles. He didn't have to think about anything that gave him grief, he couldn't feel any pain, and he didn't have to hide anything.
I sometimes wondered what he dreamed about when in this peaceful state. Sometimes it was obvious; his lips would contort into a smile, and my moaned name would escape them, but other times
If only...If only...10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
~ IF ONLY… ~
"Chapter 1: A place almost like home."
Edward Elric the Fullmetal Alchemist shifted in bed as he dreamed a nightmare... He dreamed about an armor again. An empty armor with the voice of a child calling him from somewhere very far... and Edward couldn't reach him... he tried as strong as he could, but he didn't have a chance. No chance to reach Alfonse.
He set up sudden in the bed breathing heavily... end of dream.
It took him a moment to actually see the room he was in... to feel the fresh air of Rizembul...
He felt a hand touching his shoulder and he turned to see an oh so familiar face of someone he would hate in a different world.
Hohenheim of Light.
"Are you all right?" - the man asked. He was sitting there in the frenchbed, a book in his lap and something Ed didn't see often; his hair on loose.
Edward didn't say anything at first. He blinked some and then he settled back resting his head on the side of the man. Hohenheim pulled the cover back over the boy and stroked
Warrior's PrayerMay I not falter in my resolveWarrior's Prayer7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and duty bound by honor be done.
Grant me the strength
to stay my hand from the gun
but my finger not from the trigger
should the time come.
Let me carry on once more
till the battle is won
die not in debt
and live to see the rising sun.
FMA: CoatCoatFMA: Coat7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was a bitter and frosty January morning in Risembool. The little village hardly ever got snow, but frost and freezing fogs were common and today was located in the middle of one of the longest cold snaps in over a decade. Icicles hung from the eaves of the houses and weighed down the branches of the naked deciduous trees while fields and lawns were coated in a crisp layer of white.
The outside may have been freezing, but inside was warm and none more so than the old farmhouse on the hill. A friendly fire crackled merrily in the fireplace as a small family and their friends celebrated a special event, clustered around the large oak kitchen table. There were five people in total, not including a large dog hampered with an automail front leg which lay curled up before the fire, enjoying the heat. Its not every day a boy turns ten, but today was the day that Edward Elric finally entered double figures.
Ed was sat between his younger brother and their best friend Winry
Weather Beaten - EnvyxPride-Ed"...Envy-sama?"Weather Beaten - EnvyxPride-Ed9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I turn at the sound of my name, not surprised to see what was left of the Chibi-san.
Pride's eyes never show emotion. They're just blank gold orbs inside human-based sockets. He shuffles his feet just a bit, hardly noticeable comtemplation on his erased face.
The question would have been simple if it were coming from someone else instead of this half-assed homunculus who hadn't had taken in any red stones. Hohenheim claimed his "son" didn't need them, so he used some weird voodoo to do something which resulted in the red marks on his body and his current state of mind. Ha. He just wanted to have some replica of Edward running around, with his pretty gold eyes and flowing blonde hair instead of the cat-like violet eyes and dark hair that all homunculi possessed (okay, Sloth was an exception; the Trisha Elric thing was just too good to pass up in teasing the Chibi-san).
But, the question had been asked, therefore requiring me to answer it.
A Fool's Pride - BBI, EnxPrEd"So...nothing?" Envy asked, giving Pride a flat look. Pride shook his head. "Shit. You're so boring without those memories. You won't react to being called short and you won't cringe at the sight of milk."A Fool's Pride - BBI, EnxPrEd8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pride blinked a few times. "Why...why do you need...such a thing?" he asked slowly, unsurely. Envy sighed and leant back on his hands.
"You need them too. I bet you just don't want to remember. After all, you brother and General both died protecting you." he said. For a moment he stared at Pride. "Well, the kid who you were created from, that is." he corrected.
His mouth moving just a bit, Pride said, "Ed...ward?"
Envy sighed. "I still hate the fact that Father gave you…him a new life."
Pride didn't respond to this. He didn't really have emotions, so Envy wasn't too surprised. "...Hate?"
Love or hate...
There needs to be something to do during this long life...
"Yeah...I hate it..."
"That kid...he wouldn't want to
Wizarding World ReviewWizarding World Review4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Let's just say I'd been waiting for this since January, and exclude the fact that it's technically been all my life, this way it sounds less melodramatic and I can get on with things. The car was approaching Universal when I saw it. . . among the green tracks of the Hulk Roller Coaster were the tall spires of Hogwarts Castle reaching to impale the sky. It was my Statue of Liberty, symbolizing to me that I'd finally made it home . . . I almost cried with happiness. What I actually did was put my iPod in my bag, scream, and begin talking nonstop about how excited I was.
So there I was, walking with my aunt and her boyfriend Steve [more like skipping, because they'd made me eat lunch in the Dr. Seuss land and I was about ready to spontaneously combust]. The Lost Continent is lovely, but when you've been waiting for your family to take you for about four months, nothing else is as beautiful to your eyes as the approaching arch of the entrance to The Wizarding World of Harry Potter.
Little Problem*In a rather unlikely yet rather amusing turn of events, Roy Mustang finds himself de-aged by half his years*Little Problem8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Roy sat on the edge of the bed holding his head in his hands, wearing his 'modified' uniform; he'd had to turn up the trouser legs several times, tighten his belt (alot) and his jacket had swamped him, so he'd removed it so was wearing a white tank top instead
"Well, other than the de-ageing you appear to be in perfect health. What do you suggest we do sir?" asked Liza. Roy sighed and stood up
"I dont see what we CAN do, aside from returning to central and hoping that-" Roy stopped, realising he was shorter than Ed. Ed grinned evilly
"de-aged by half huh?"
"It was half sir," interrupted Riza
"So that would make you about-"
"Fifteen," said Riza. Ed grinned even more and grabbed the front of Roys top.
"What is it Fullmetal? Why are you staring at me like th--" Roy was cut off by Ed pulling him closer and kissing him. Roy froze, shocked. After a few seconds Ed gen
The Worst Fanfiction EverHi. Im Scarlet. Im 18. Im a shy, headstrong girl who doesnt have friends. I wear a lot of black and people think Im a freak. Im totally not though, Im just goth.The Worst Fanfiction Ever7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One day, I was like, walking, and I bumped into Bernard Wicken from Poison of your Choice. My God hes sexy.
Oh dear, Im sorry Miss. he said, his light brown eyes looking at me apologetically.
Oh, thats okay. I said shyly. But I was totally like OMG its Bernard hes so sexy! in my mind.
Well, I feel bad, how about I get you some coffee to make up for it? He offered.
Yes! I mean, okay, sure. I said. My heart almost exploded. My mind was racing. Bernard Wicken just offered to get me coffee!
So we like, went to this coffee shop. He got some sort of French Vanilla specialty thing, I just got a good ol regular coffee, because its black, like my soul.
We got talking n stuff
EdxRoy Nina James - DrabbleEdxRoy Nina James - Drabble7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
ed and roy were talking about that they didn't have any lube left and would have to buy some in the apothecary... roy didn't have time at the moment cause he was cooking and ed had to make some important phone call so he didn't have time either... the kids heard everything though and decided to buy it on their own XD so they took roy's wallet with them and went to the apothecary XD
nina: I would like to buy some lube!
shop assistant: ?? for what do you need that ?
nina: dad said they don't have lube anymore so we went to buy some.
sa(shop assistant): your parents sent YOU to buy lube ??
nina: no but we heard that they needed some and they don't have time right now so we went to get some^^
james: nina, don't you think we should go back? I bet daddy and papa will get angry..
nina: we'll go back when we have bought the lube.
SA: you have two fathers O.o?
nina: why not?
SA: nevermind...uh, so... do you know which one? there are a lot of different kinds of lube...
james points to
I Am HetaliaI am Russia,I Am Hetalia1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
walking through the storm
with heavy steps, around me
it's a field of ice and snow.
The wind howls like a wolf,
a wolf as lonely as me,
Winter's looking for victims
but I'll leave it hungry.
You're not enough to kill me.
I am Hungary,
searching for a peaceful home,
How can you live with someone
and still feel so alone?
Why is it that the one you love
is your greatest enemy?
I am beaten whenever
I try to become free.
There's no way out.
I am Germany,
sitting in my dark room,
mourning the long lost,
the one who left me alone.
Don't worry so much, Italy,
soon I'll be fine,
I'll come and see you again,
just give me some time.
Why did you have to go?
I am Romano,
you might as well shut up.
You make no sense, so get lost,
you make me want to throw up.
I look at myself and I see
someone's who's not meant to be,
I could have died so many times.
Why do you even keep me alive?
I'm terrible to you.
I am Canada,
what would happen
if I became noticed.
How loud do I have
Chapter 1Chapter 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Title: Memories Of Harmony
Pairing(s): Harry/Hermione, Ron/Luna and Neville/Ginny
Disclaimer: "Harry Potter" and related characters © JKR
Rebecca Knight, Pan and Athena © Me; Natasha Maxwell
"Meeting you was fate. Becoming your friend was a choice. But falling in love with you I had no control over."
Five years have past since Harry Potter defeated Lord Voldemort.
Harry and Hermione have returned to Hogwarts, along with all their friends, to celebrate this milestone and reminisce about everything that has occurred to them over the years.
Thanks go to my Beta; Blueglaceon, for doing such a wonderful job editing this fic and suggesting some brilliant lines.
Thanks go to Misti, or miscard on Portkey.
Listening to her wonderful Harry/Hermione podcast; Harmony Podcast, encouraged me to write my first Harry Potter fic. To all my fellow Harmonians who are reading this and have an I-Pod an