After brotherhood, it has almost been a year since Alphonse Elric has gained his body back and traveled away to Xing to learn alkahestry from his friend, May Chang. Al has made great progress as an alkahestran and has many plans for the future. Edward Elric is in Drachma studying "water alchemy" that was once popular there but is now a dead art. Part One of an ongoing fanfic series

C'était parti d'un échange presque équivalent. [Recueil d'OS qui se suivent]

the nine steps Roy takes towards acceptance

Havoc's love life is constantly interrupted by his womanizing boss. So he decides to try it on with the one woman who is immune to Mustang's charm.

When Olivier is fighting for her life in Hospital, Roy has some turmoil's about if he should or should not see her.. OLIVIER X ROY

Katlyn a 12 ans lorsque Envy se laisse aller une fois de plus à ses pulsions meurtrières. Cette fois, elle va agir. En vain, certes, mais elle va agir. (il est préférable de lire "Conversation de plante verte" avant de lire ce drabble, ça peut aider à comprendre ce qu'il se passe !)

"The stone… it should've…" 'But it hadn't.' In which the Philosopher's stone doesn't fix Roy's eyesight and a certain blond sharpshooter must assist him in navigating his new reality while finding other things along the way. (eventual Royai)

Snippets of life from all across Amestris, from the shorty Alchemist to the proud (maybe too proud) army to frozen Briggs to the homunculi's secret lair! Wide variety of characters, too!

Miss Riza's arrival in Resembool has the potential to ruin everything. [Royai, FMA:B AU]

I always thought waking up in another world would be a lot more...interesting. At least slightly exciting and terrifying, but it really wasn't. It was more of a sudden and underwhelming event, that landed me in the company of fiction and its ignorance to modern physics. I thought it was a dream. Boy was I wrong.

Riza, thinking on all of the years that they have known each other, makes Roy promise her one thing. tw symptoms of ptsd, descriptions of blood/violence. spoilers for brotherhood/manga.

The team explores each member's love life. Royai (and multiple other ships).

One day Breda finds a photo lying on the floor of Central Command. The boy in it is almost eerily familiar to the team, but they can't quite place it.

Everyone around him tells him to act his age. But what age is that exactly?

This was a library. The closest thing Edward would consider a holy place despite not being huge on religion and shit. Edward also isn't huge with manners because honestly he doesn't have time much less patience for them but even Edward has enough manners not to do it in a library. (I wrote this because there needs to be more glove kink fics out there.)

"Why?" They cry like a little girl; howl like a dog but they are neither. It's ugly and it hurts and he knows the feeling. "Big brother Ed-ward why you hurt dad?" He winces and still is silent. He hadn't forgotten that name. He remembers it because he remembers the life of that name (of who he use to be).

Cambia los esquemas, anidando en el fondo del pensamiento. Inadvertido, se ha mimetizado hasta que explota en un remolino de matices inconfundibles. Es un destello -ninguno se atrevería a darle otro nombre- que ocurre cuando la energía que alimenta el sentimiento vibra demasiado rápido. Así pues, han quedado ciegos de luz plateada. [Colección de momentos para la semana LingFan]

The emptiness stretches out for miles, eons, frequencies, without a molecule of color except for the dulled golden of Alphonse's locks. Edward finally rescues Alphonse from the Gate. /Canon AU. Elricest. Standalone.

First day back to school after Prom is eventful in its own way.

"It's an ugly world, and from here on out, it's only going to get uglier on the path you've chosen. Just be thankful it wasn't you and get on with your life." Never mind feeling something synonymous towards hatred for the bastard. Ed did hate the bastard. Get on with my life?" Edward screamed, not to be heard over the rain but because he needed to.

The First implied others to come. Pride had not thought much of it at the time, bundled up in Father's arms, so many wonderful sensations sparking along his new skin. All things were new back then. But now, within the silverpoint markings dwelt a much more palpable notion of another, of Lust. [Written for Tumblr Prompt: "I don't want to be alone."]

"He recruited an Ishvalan child to become a human weapon - the weapons that slaughtered Edward's people - when the kid had yet to go through automail surgery for his amputated leg that he lost during the genocide that - that the bastard committed." Part six of the Elrics Through the Lookinh Glass series; an outsider's pov on past history.

There's a miserable sob that escapes her lips. Even when the war is over with her people's blood staining their harsh terrain Haddash will not be free. She will not get to play in the meadows with her children who have their father's eyes. Everyday Haddash is thankfully they have those eyes of Pinako's drinking buddy. (Part five in the Elrics Through the Looking Glass series.)

Haddash was fourteen when she saw God; she never saw again. (Part four of the Elrics Through the Looking Glass series.)

"I'm not an object you asshole," Edward reminds Greed with a snarl. "And what are you going to do? Go back to military - be the bitch under Mustang's every smug command?" "Greed you sure as shit don't get to talk about being smug." "True," Greed concedes and Edward waits for the but. There's always a but with Greed. "but unlike him I never burnt your people alive."