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November 05 2017

luciferlesbian:

What straight people think I want: to be accepted, to be seen as “normal” by them

What I actually want: a wife, ten cats, house by the ocean, money so i can get the love of my life whatever she wants

November 04 2017

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b-griveros:

Leave me RoyAi ideas for this weekend~

I have an important appointment for monday and this kind of sketches relaxes me while doing the tasks

sfw BECAUSE THEY HAVE UNDIES ON

November 03 2017

I’m still probably gonna be out for a few days since IHC is a dick and blocks tumblr, but the surgery went well. I’ve just been spending the days at the hospital because my mom gets bored and lonely easily

October 31 2017

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b-griveros:

Hello everyone 

First of all, thanks for your kind messages last weekend <3

Second,I’ve been awfully sick last week and still recovering; I lost my voice for like 3 days lol it was so frustrating to not being able to say the things I wanted with the people I shared. I really hope I didn’t infected anyone lol

Third, it’s been two years or so? since I drew something for halloween. Hope you like them! I decided to draw Ed and Winry too (?) but you know my main focus is always RoyAi lol this time as teenagers because I’ve been drawing too much dark things recently; I need to brighten up a little at least HAHA

Have a nice Halloween Eve! Enjoy your time with friends and give lots of candies to children 

October 30 2017

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em8ambitions:

hitotsu-kokoro:

“How do you go back to being strangers with someone who has seen your soul?”
-Nikita Gill, A Question That Bleeds (x)

@rizascupcakes

Sorry I haven’t been on much lately. My mom’s having open heart surgery on Wednesday so I’ve been kinda swamped/stressed

October 28 2017

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kirkwallgirl:

A quick (very small) doodly JOSIEBELA???? If you’re wondering where THIS one came from, then we’re in the same boat (ship?), but heyyyy.

@magewardensurana

rizascupcakes:

Royai/Team Mustang College AU: Part 17
Words:  3,017
Rating: T
Other Chapters
FFN | AO3

Hey, sorry for the long wait! I’ve been a little nervous about posting this chapter since it deals with a sensitive topic, but hopefully I’ll feel more confident about future updates now that it’s out there. Thanks for your patients and I hope you enjoy this one!

Nestled contentedly in Roy’s arms beneath their down comforter, with snow falling outside, Riza began to drift into a peaceful sleep. Her peace, however, was disturbed only a moment later when Roy’s phone rang. He groaned a he withdrew his arm from Riza and reached for the phone. “Hello?” he said, sounding as grumpy as Riza felt. “Hang on a sec. I’ll put you on speaker.” Placing the phone on his pillow above Riza’ head, he pushed the speaker button and Maes’s voice nearly ruptured her eardrums.

“Can you both hear me now?”

“Loud and clear,” Roy said, putting his arm around Riza once more.

“Guess where I am!”

“I’m in bed with my fiancée, so I’d rather you make this quick,” Roy grumbled. Riza raised an eyebrow at the implication, but he didn’t seem to notice.

Roy’s grumpiness did little to deter Maes. “Better make it quick because Gracia’s in labor! We’re at the hospital.”

“And I assume you want Roy there,” Riza said, watching with some amusement s Roy made shushing gestures at her and pushing him away when he attempted to put a hand over her mouth. “Of course we’ll be there.”

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b-griveros:

Inspired by this oneshot by @liberty-flight some days ago

You all, doing your best to keep the fandom alive and inspiring me with your pieces of art, even though I should be working for college.

Let’s enjoy this hell together 

liberty-flight:

Royai Halloween Day 1: Blood

Kinda vague, but this is a vampire au. I kinda imagined a somewhat similar situation to canon that, for some reason, Riza asked Roy for this, despite the pain and danger, because of some bigger reason. Like how she asked him to burn her back in canon. And like in canon Roy feels responsible, like he betrayed her trust and that led to her doing this.


“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he couldn’t help but repeat the words over and over again. His lips brushing against the fabric of her clothes as he pressed his face into her back.

Roy was shocked at the violent jerk forward and the vice grip she suddenly had on his arm as she turned her head, forcing him to meet her eyes.

Her gaze was hazy and exhausted with pain, her skin pale and damp from sweat, her breaths escaping in labored pants and there was blood running down her chin.

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October 27 2017

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thesilentwatcher:

how about some nsfw royai pt 2 :-“

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liberty-flight:

Royai Halloween 2017: Ghosts

Some things will never leave us

rizascupcakes:

Royai/Team Mustang College AU: Part 17
Words:  3,017
Rating: T
Other Chapters
FFN | AO3

Hey, sorry for the long wait! I’ve been a little nervous about posting this chapter since it deals with a sensitive topic, but hopefully I’ll feel more confident about future updates now that it’s out there. Thanks for your patients and I hope you enjoy this one!

Nestled contentedly in Roy’s arms beneath their down comforter, with snow falling outside, Riza began to drift into a peaceful sleep. Her peace, however, was disturbed only a moment later when Roy’s phone rang. He groaned a he withdrew his arm from Riza and reached for the phone. “Hello?” he said, sounding as grumpy as Riza felt. “Hang on a sec. I’ll put you on speaker.” Placing the phone on his pillow above Riza’ head, he pushed the speaker button and Maes’s voice nearly ruptured her eardrums.

“Can you both hear me now?”

“Loud and clear,” Roy said, putting his arm around Riza once more.

“Guess where I am!”

“I’m in bed with my fiancée, so I’d rather you make this quick,” Roy grumbled. Riza raised an eyebrow at the implication, but he didn’t seem to notice.

Roy’s grumpiness did little to deter Maes. “Better make it quick because Gracia’s in labor! We’re at the hospital.”

“And I assume you want Roy there,” Riza said, watching with some amusement s Roy made shushing gestures at her and pushing him away when he attempted to put a hand over her mouth. “Of course we’ll be there.”

Keep reading

rizascupcakes:

Royai/Team Mustang College AU: Part 17
Words:  3,017
Rating: T
Other Chapters
FFN | AO3

Hey, sorry for the long wait! I’ve been a little nervous about posting this chapter since it deals with a sensitive topic, but hopefully I’ll feel more confident about future updates now that it’s out there. Thanks for your patients and I hope you enjoy this one!

Nestled contentedly in Roy’s arms beneath their down comforter, with snow falling outside, Riza began to drift into a peaceful sleep. Her peace, however, was disturbed only a moment later when Roy’s phone rang. He groaned a he withdrew his arm from Riza and reached for the phone. “Hello?” he said, sounding as grumpy as Riza felt. “Hang on a sec. I’ll put you on speaker.” Placing the phone on his pillow above Riza’ head, he pushed the speaker button and Maes’s voice nearly ruptured her eardrums.

“Can you both hear me now?”

“Loud and clear,” Roy said, putting his arm around Riza once more.

“Guess where I am!”

“I’m in bed with my fiancée, so I’d rather you make this quick,” Roy grumbled. Riza raised an eyebrow at the implication, but he didn’t seem to notice.

Roy’s grumpiness did little to deter Maes. “Better make it quick because Gracia’s in labor! We’re at the hospital.”

“And I assume you want Roy there,” Riza said, watching with some amusement s Roy made shushing gestures at her and pushing him away when he attempted to put a hand over her mouth. “Of course we’ll be there.”

Keep reading

October 26 2017

Royai/Team Mustang College AU: Part 17
Words:  3,017
Rating: T
Other Chapters
FFN | AO3

Hey, sorry for the long wait! I’ve been a little nervous about posting this chapter since it deals with a sensitive topic, but hopefully I’ll feel more confident about future updates now that it’s out there. Thanks for your patients and I hope you enjoy this one!

Nestled contentedly in Roy’s arms beneath their down comforter, with snow falling outside, Riza began to drift into a peaceful sleep. Her peace, however, was disturbed only a moment later when Roy’s phone rang. He groaned a he withdrew his arm from Riza and reached for the phone. “Hello?” he said, sounding as grumpy as Riza felt. “Hang on a sec. I’ll put you on speaker.” Placing the phone on his pillow above Riza’ head, he pushed the speaker button and Maes’s voice nearly ruptured her eardrums.

“Can you both hear me now?”

“Loud and clear,” Roy said, putting his arm around Riza once more.

“Guess where I am!”

“I’m in bed with my fiancée, so I’d rather you make this quick,” Roy grumbled. Riza raised an eyebrow at the implication, but he didn’t seem to notice.

Roy’s grumpiness did little to deter Maes. “Better make it quick because Gracia’s in labor! We’re at the hospital.”

“And I assume you want Roy there,” Riza said, watching with some amusement s Roy made shushing gestures at her and pushing him away when he attempted to put a hand over her mouth. “Of course we’ll be there.”

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“Perfect! I’ll tell the nurse we’re expecting visitors! See you soon!”

Roy pressed the end call button and groaned loudly, rolling onto his back and throwing his arm across his forehead in exasperation. Shaking her head, Riza rolled onto her stomach and rested her chin on Roy’s chest. “He’s your best friend,” he said.

“So are you, and you’re right here wearing absolutely nothing at all.” He gave her a suggestive glance, which she ignored.

“I’m going, and if I go, you’re coming with me.” She poked him gently between the ribs. “I’ll drive.”

Roy sighed and gave her a longsuffering look. “Fine, but I want coffee.”

“Done.”

They climbed out of bed, dressed in warm, comfortable clothes, and Roy sulked until Riza pulled the car into the drive through of a twenty-four hour coffee shop. As the caffeine took effect, his mood improved considerably. “I can’t believe that nerd is going to be a father,” he said.

“You’re jealous,” Riza said without taking her eyes off the road.“

"I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Riza shook her head. “No need to get defensive. I can understand why you would be when Maes only met Gracia three years ago while you and I have been together since we were children ourselves.”

“So maybe I am a little jealous, but we’ll have an easier time finishing school than they will, and I like knowing that I’ll have you all to myself for at least a few more years. I just always imagined our kids growing up together, you know?”

Riza pulled into a parking space in the nearly-deserted hospital parking lot and looked over at Roy at last. His eyes were far away, and as soon as she turned the key, she reached out to touch his leg. “Do you really think those two will stop before they have a basketball team?”

Roy placed his hand over hers. “You’re right.”

But as they got out of the car, a sense of disquiet settled over Riza’s heart that she attempted to force down to be dealt with later. They walked arm in arm toward the hospital, white flakes catching in Roy’s black hair and clinging to his eyelashes. When he noticed that Riza was watching him, he tilted his head up, grinning as he slipped his tongue between his lips to catch a particularly large snowflake.

Inside, while they waited for an elevator, Roy took Riza’s hands between his own and rubbed them vigorously, lifting them to his mouth to warm them with his breath. The elevator arrived and he pressed a kiss to her fingertips before she pulled away to step through the doors. In the few seconds of silence that followed as they traveled upward, Riza shifted her weight away from the foot nearest Roy and hugged her arms around herself. The unpleasant emotion in her heart had grown to a sense of dread she feared he would pick up on if she left herself open to him.

Maes was waiting for them outside the maternity ward and he was practically vibrating with excitement. He ushered them back, chattering away at Gracia’s epidural and current state of dilation until Riza cut him off.

“Are Gracia’s parents here yet?”

“They’re trying to get a flight, but I don’t think they’ll make it in time. Our little girl didn’t want to wait for her due date, and I don’t think she wants to wait for her grandparents either.” He pushed the door open and waved Roy and Riza inside. Gracia looked surprisingly relaxed and she greeted them with a tired smile.

Roy hung back as Riza and Maes went to Gracia’s side. “Is there anything I can do?” he asked.

“If you don’t mind, would you get me ice chips and a nurse, please?” Gracia said.

“Ice, chips, and a nurse. Got it.” With that, Roy disappeared into the hall.

“I didn’t know Roy was squeamish,” Maes said. He seemed amused at Roy’s sudden departure.

Riza shook her head. “He’s not. He doesn’t want to make Gracia uncomfortable.”

Gracia shifted in the bed. “He’s family. He can stay,” she said, closing her eyes. “You’re lucky he isn’t squeamish. I know I wouldn’t want to do this without Maes here.”

Riza nodded, but when an out of breath Roy appeared in the doorway a few moments later, she began to reconsider her luck. He leaned against the frame, trying to catch his breath and holding out a bag of potato chips. “The cafeteria was closed but I found a vending machine and the nurse said she’d bring ice.”

Not fully sure that she wanted to hear the answer, Riza gestured toward the bag in his hand. “What are those?”

“The chips Gracia asked for,” he said, as though it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“I asked for ice chips, not potato-” The end of Gracia’s sentence was drowned in a cry of pain.

As if on cue, the nurse arrived with a cup of ice chips and pushed past Roy to get to the bed. While she examined Gracia, Roy moved to stand beside Riza. He opened the chip bag and held it out to Riza, who shook her head in disapproval and pushed his hand away. Shrugging as if to say more for me, Roy began to eat. Maes reached over to take a chip before going to Gracia’s side and placing his hand in hers. As soon as he did so, she squeezed it so tightly that Maes winced.

The nurse stepped aside and said, “I’ll get the doctor. The baby is crowning.”

While Gracia clung to Maes and struggled to hold in more cries of pain, Roy clung to Riza, his chips forgotten. She looked over at him in concern to find that he was several shades paler than normal. “Gracia,” she said, “I’ll be back, but I need to step out for a moment.”

After a nod from Gracia, she led Roy out into the hall. She stroked his hand soothingly as he sank against the wall. “Deep breaths.”

A little color returned to his face as he followed her instructions. “How are you so calm?” He asked, clearly oblivious to the anxiety that had staked its claim on her in the time since they had arrived. “I’ve seen babies and I’ve seen your vagina and babies are not that small.”

“I realize that, but it is meant to stretch, Roy. You didn’t react like this to the video in sex ed,” she reminded him.

“Like I was even paying attention to that when I was sixteen and my only real concerns about sex were when we were going to have it next and that your father was going to find out that we were sleeping together.” Roy tried to smile at her, but he was still too shaken to hold the expression. Riza could relate; the mention of her father had given form to her anxieties at last, and she took his hand as much to comfort herself as to reassure him.

His eyes met hers and she knew that he could tell something was wrong. A frown pulled at his features as he looked her over, trying to guess what, exactly, was going through her head. The concern in his eyes was enough to pull the truth from her: “Roy, I don’t think I want kids,” she said. Her voice broke and she looked away, unable to face his reaction.

As her luck would have it, Maes chose that precise moment to stick his head out into the hall. “Are you coming back in?”

“We need a minute,” Roy said. Once Maes had gone back into the room, Roy put his hands on Riza’s shoulders. “There’s some chairs down that way. I think we both need to sit down.”

She could feel her heartbeat in her head, throbbing around her skull, but through her fear, one thing kept her walking: Roy held her hand like a lifeline. They reached the chairs and sank into them, fingers still laced together. “Did you just barely come to that conclusion? Or were you too afraid to tell me?” Roy asked at length, not meeting her eyes but watching snow drift past the window behind them.

“I was too afraid to admit it to myself until I blurted it out back there.” She watched him watch the snow with a heavy sensation of loss settling over her. Seven years together, and it was all going to be shot to hell now. The wedding, the honeymoon, the apartment. She supposed her grandfather would help her find someplace to live until graduation, but even though she had never considered herself the type to need someone, the thought of losing Roy like this left her feeling colder than the glass on which she had leaned her head. It was too much for her to hold in, and she began to cry. It started softly, with her shoulders barely shaking, but within a matter of seconds, she was sobbing harder than she could remember having sobbed in the years since her mother’s death. She tucked her knees up to her chest, resting her heels on the edge of her chair, and feeling as though she would never be happy again.

Hours seemed to pass while she cried and she was surprised to look up and see Roy watching her with an expression of horror and a hand held halfway between them, fingers curled slightly. “Riza, I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you, and god I feel like such an ass right now, but can you please tell me what’s going on?”

She let out a bark of laughter and she was alarmed at how cruel it sounded. “Weren’t we just talking about how you wished you were going to be a father at the same time as Maes?”

“Well,” he said sheepishly, “yes, but not if you aren’t on board with it. You’re kind of stuck with me at this point.”

“You aren’t mad at me?” she asked, her voice as soft as the whisper of wind outside.

Roy cocked his head. “I feel like I’m missing something here. Is this about you not wanting kids or you driving me to the hospital in the middle of the night when both of us are fine?”

“The first one,” she said.

“In that case, no. I’m definitely confused, but I’m only mad about the second thing.” He shook his head. “I guess that’s how we know the kid really does belong to Maes. Shitty timing.”

Riza attempted a smile, but her lips refused to move, and more tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. Roy reached out to wipe them away as soon as they fell.

“You really don’t mind?” she asked.

“I wanted kids, yes, but, Riza? I’d rather have you. If this is what it takes to keep you, it’s a small price to pay.” He cupped a hand to her cheek and she pressed it closer, feeling as though she would drown in her heartache if he pulled away.

“I’m sorry,” she said. It was all she could say, and it came as a surprise when Roy leaned in to kiss her. It was short and sweet and very different from the kisses they had exchanged in the hour that had preceded the phone call that had brought them here. When Roy pulled away, he rested his forehead against Riza’s.

“You don’t have to be sorry,” he said, sweeping her hair behind her ears and tangling his fingers in it. “I’m a very selfish man, you know. There’s a part of me that’s relieved I’ll never have to share you with anyone.”

“And the rest of you?” Riza asked.

“I will admit that there’s another part of me that thinks you’d be a kickass mom and that we’d make the most adorable children on the planet. The rest of me is currently occupied with an intense desire to study necromancy so I can throat punch your father.” When Riza tried to laugh, it turned into more tears, which Roy quickly kissed away.

“I think you’ve cried more in this past week than the last ten years,” he said sadly. “I hate seeing you hurt like this.”

“I’ve been hurting for a long time. I just tried to keep it to myself before,” she said.

“Do you want to go home?” Roy asked.

Riza shook her head. “You need to be here for Maes. Go back and see if he’s okay.”

Clearly surprised, Roy pulled back and looked at Riza with narrowed eyes. “Are you sure you want to be alone right now?”

“I think I could use a few minutes to myself now that I know we’re going to be okay.”

He pressed a kiss to her temple as he stood. “Damn right we are. I’ll be back soon.” As he left, Riza turned to the window and watched his reflection in the glass. To her surprise, he stopped. “One last thing before I go. Hypothetically, when we have a real house with a real yard, could you see us with a few more dogs?”

For the first time since her realization, Riza smiled through her tears. “Of course.”

Roy left and she shifted slightly, tucking her legs beneath her rather than holding them like a lifeline. Through the flurries of snow outside, she could see Roy’s car—her car, too, now, she remembered—beneath a blanket of white. It would be a pain to dig it out, but with Roy to help her, she knew it wouldn’t take too long.

He wasn’t going to abandon her. That should have been enough to completely heal the wound in her heart, but for some reason it wasn’t, and when she caught a glimpse of her own tear-streaked face reflected in the window, she had to fight back another wave of sobs. It was so stupid a thing to be upset over. She should have realized a long time ago that Roy was going to stay with her through everything. Perhaps she should have realized it when she was six years old and he had come with her to the hospital, even though he had clearly wanted to be outside playing with his other friends. But Riza had always come first, ever since he had first befriended her, and now she had a ring on her left hand that he had no intention of taking back even though she had just shattered one of his dreams.

Mopping her face with her sweater sleeve, she got to her feet, ignoring the pins and needles as she walked back to Gracia’s room. She was asleep already from the effort of labor, but Roy and Maes sat in the chairs on the far side of the room, heads together as they whispered. When Riza entered, they looked up, and she noticed the bundle of blankets in Roy’s arms.

Ignoring the ache in her heart at the sight, she made her way silently over to them and crouched down to get a better view.

“Riza, this is Elicia,” Maes whispered. “Elicia, meet Riza.”

“Hi,” Riza said, her voice little more than a squeak.

“Maes asked if we would be the godparents. I said I’d wait to ask your opinion first,” Roy said. His dark eyes were filled with equal parts pleading and hesitation, and how could she deny him this?

“I think that would be wonderful, Maes,” she said.

He stood and gave her a bone-crushing hug. “Thank you. Gracia will be so happy when I tell her.”

When Maes sat back down, Roy passed Elicia back to him, and Riza realized she had only seen the man so happy on his wedding day. It made her feel almost guilty, but Roy was smiling at her with the lovestruck wonder that Maes was now directing toward his sleeping wife, and Riza knew it was going to be alright. She held out a hand and pulled Roy to his feet.

“We need to get going,” Roy said. “Call us tomorrow afternoon sometime and let us know if you need anything.”

“Will do,” Maes said without looking at either of them.

“Take care,” Riza said.

Roy didn’t let go of her hand as they left the room and made their way back toward the elevators. If anything, he only clutched it tighter. As soon as the doors closed behind them, hiding them from the world (if not the security camera), he pulled her into an embrace and kissed her until the doors opened again.

“I love you, Riza Hawkeye,” he said.

“I love you, too.” She smiled, and it was a stronger one than before. No more tears threatened to fall, and she gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Arms now around each other’s waists, they headed out into the snow.

queenwinry:

Chapter 4 of Sovereign is up! It’s heavy on the royai and I think you guys will appreciate this one for…um…reasons. Let’s just leave it at that ;) 

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12675442/4/Sovereign

http://archiveofourown.org/works/12261153/chapters/28485128

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rizascupcakes:

One interview down one in half an hour

I’m still gonna shoot for sometime tomorrow but I’m only 1700 words in because it HURTS to write Study Break!Riza this broken

October 25 2017

Please yell at me to work on my fics tomorrow

October 24 2017

southasianappalachian:

your acquaintance from highschool that is elbows deep in a pyramid scheme: #girlboss

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