fullmetal pipsqueak

merry christmas @areyousanta​!! 🎅🎄 i’m your @fmasecretsanta​

hope you have a happy holiday period and have a blast! i wrote a wee fic for you, featuring the besties having a good time, relaxing, and enjoying themselves, as they should 🍻

you can read it here on ao3

The smell of food filled Madame Christmas’ bar, wafting through from the open door of the kitchen behind the counter. Voices travelled the length of the room, filled with laughter and cheer, as they chatted with one another and caught up with old friends.

Breda and Havoc sat on barstools as they nursed a beer in their hands. Havoc’s head was thrown back as he laughed – loudly. A full belly laugh, which had heads turning and smiling in amusement, unable to temper their own upon hearing the sound. He lifted a hand and slapped it down on Breda’s back affectionately as his friend laughed along with whatever joke they were in on. Fuery snickered as he stood beside them. He too had a beer in his hands which he took a swig of – however he hadn’t drank as much as the other two yet.

Falman was not drinking. He was driving his family back to their hotel after the party this evening. They’d arrived back in Central yesterday after travelling all day by train from the north. The kids had looked around in awe at the concrete jungle, so different from North City and their hometown, and Falman had taken great delight in showing his family around.

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On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love sent to me ♫ Twelve drummers drumming, Eleven pipers piping, Ten lords a-leaping, Nine ladies dancing, Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, ♪ Five golden rings ♪, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

[image description: several characters from Fullmetal Alchemist playing marching drums. From front to back — Edward jump kicks and holds the drumsticks over his head with a huge grin preparing to bang the drum. Alphonse is behind him with a blushing smile as he repeatedly bands the drum. Winry jumps with joy besides him, holding the drumsticks to the drum. Behind her to the left is the Hughes family — Maes grins and holds his arms out, Gracia focuses on drumming and Elicia smiles widely as she bangs her drum on the floor. To their right, Roy Mustang has set his drum on fire, throwing it to the floor while Riza threw hers up and shot it, breaking it in two. Right at the back, Greed runs away with his drum and a wide smile, gluttony tries to eat the drum, Lust examines hers which she has stabbed through with her fingernails and Envy kicks theirs into the air. End ID]

im sorry

[image description: two digital drawings based on two-panel edits of jokes.

1. Hughes, in the library to Sheska: “Do you have any books on turtles?”

Sheska, grinning: “hard back?”

Hughes, gesturing the rough size and shape of a turtle, a smile on his face: “yeah, with little heads.”

2. Elicia, carried by a smiling Gracia, touching the staircase: “what’s upstairs?”

Hughes, pointing to the stairs with a grin: “unfortunately the stairs don’t talk.”

Gracia is no longer smiling. End ID.]

what am I doing anymore

Bonus meta version

[image description: several versions of the Will Smith showing off meme as a response to the statement, “Nobody’s Perfect”. They are edited to show the following: Maes Hughes pointing to Gracia, Roy to Riza, Ling Yao to Lan Fan, Edward to Winry, Kimblee to Kimblee. and the second reblog adds Shou Tucker to Chimera Nina / Alexander.

The final image is the meme with Will Smith looking away with rejection above him pointing with satisfaction. It’s edited to have Shou Tucker rejecting a meme of himself showing off Nina and Alexander, and accepting the meme of him showing off the Chimera, from the picture before. End ID.]