Des cris, un bureau animé, deux alchimistes qui se disputent, bref, la routine.

On pense souvent des poupées qu'elles ont de beaux visage, avec des yeux brillants de mille feux dans la lumière du soleil, qu'elles respirent la joie, la nostalgie et l'innocence. Pourtant, avec son visage de poupée, cette jeune fille dissimulait bien des choses... Une arme, des mains rouges de sang, un petit coffret de bois.

Flawed but interesting...

This takes place right after they apprehended the Purple Alien and saved the 'Marvel' world/(This is a crossover story)/Part 5 of 'The God's Servants' series/PLEASE CHECK THE REST O THE STORY ON MY PROFILE

Riza wakes from a nightmare featuring Lust's death. Soon, however, it is revealed that she has a certain intruder in her home, one that hates losing, especially to Roy Mustang.

"If you fear dying, there's only one thing you can do, and that's face your fear head-on."

They always know when the other is falling apart. Post-Promised Day. Oneshot. TRIGGER WARNINGS - trauma and nightmares. DO NOT SHIP THE ELRIC BROTHERS.

"Riza, can I ask you a really personal question?" Al twisted his fingers around his now-empty cup, and he tried his very best to ignore the aching feeling in his stomach. "Why do you think Ed doesn't want you and Roy to adopt us?" - A Fullmetal Alchemist Christmas story. Written for the 2022 Seasons of Anime Exchange!

FMA:B - Kimblee was expecting something more snazzy to say the least. (Possible other drabbles in the future.)

After Martel's death, Alphonse sits in his hotel room that evening, talking with the moon and stars in the sky. "Am I a horrible person?" He asked and he gets an unexpected answer. From Martel! Who is now bonded to Al's armor as well due to her blood tarnishing his own seal! Will they be able to get along, living in one tin can or are Alphonse and Martel doomed to battle forever?

Roy is not as unaffected by the past as he'd like to be

Si elle l'avait su elle aurait immédiatement dit "non" mais pourquoi donc avait t'il fallut que sa tante l'appelle pour une réunion de famille pour le mariage de sa cousine ?Découvrez comment notre chère Snipeuse va s'en sortir en compagnie d'un certain colonel.

Le chef d'une mafia paie une femme pour séduire le parasite qui sort avec sa femme...

Riza avait planifié son jour de congé, mais c'était avant que Roy ne débarque avec ses propres plans. Qui sont bien meilleurs, de toute manière

There are hundreds of words that could be used to describe her. Unhinged; Mad; Insane. Yet, Edward could only think of one to truly, truly describe this woman. Sick. Purely and utterly sick.

After getting his subordinates demoted and sent away form Central City. Roy Mustang is summoned to a meeting with King Bradley where he will meet his new personal toy/secretary. Inspired by Azasukewind's Doujinshi "Slave Secretary" If you like this story, please consider supporting me!

The Red Harvest, according to Havoc, is one of the most coveted honeymoon destinations. Edward and Winry arrive at their destination only to find out that the town is getting ready to celebrate their summer festival. What could go wrong in a town where imagery of couples, red flowers, and a god-like golden-eyed man are seen everywhere?

Post-canon, multi-chap fic for RoyaiWeek22. The Homunculi have been defeated and a "new" and "peaceful" Amestris was upon its citizens. The Anti-Fraternization rules have been amended, making Roy and Riza able to have their relationship out in the open. Unfortunately, she finds herself trapped in another game of political chess. Will Roy be blindsided once more? Cross-posted to AO3

—"Las reglas es que no hay reglas" Wow, que conveniente. —decía mi hermano Al.—Bien, yo empiezo. — Saque la carta y cuando termine de leerla mi cara se puso en blanco y mis ganas de jugar se esfumaron. —Quítate una prenda de ropa interior. —leía Roy detrás de mí, y soltó una gran carcajada.

Winry's life was perfect. Until one man ruined it. Despite this, she does her best to hold on to him Modern, Pregnancy, AU

Edward necesita viajar a Xing por tiempo indeterminado.¿Estará dispuesto a estar sin Winry por tanto tiempo? Edwin. PostFinal canon. Mangaverse.

AU, multi-chap fic written for RoyaiWeek22. As a bartender, Roy Mustang was charming, intelligent, and had good instincts when it came to manning his aunt's resto bar and handling all the customers that came with it. He admittedly had one weakness: he's had a crush on Riza Hawkeye for years, their beautiful, efficient, and downright elusive liquor distributor. Cross-posted to AO3.

Roy and Riza are attending their first military party as a couple, but the event takes a dark turn when they run into the man who taught Kimblee alchemy. He has a plan to assassinate some of the highest-ranking military officials, and that includes Roy - can Roy and Riza stop him before it's too late?

"Why are you crying?" Edward asked. "Because Ed. When Al came to us, you were covered in blood." Winry sniffed, Ed's eyes widened. He then tried to move his leg, attempting to get up and talk to Alphonse. "Winry... why isn't my leg moving?" Edward gasped, he tried to move his arm in order to put it up to his mouth but nothing happened. "WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME!"

Crossposted AO3