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Zippit
08 November 2011 @ 07:50 am
Title: The Immutability of Truth
Author: Zippit
Timeline: Pre-Manga/Brotherhood
Character(s): Vato Falman
Rating: PG
Warnings: N/A
Word Count: 228
Completed: July 13, 2011
Challenge: fma_fic_contest
Prompt: 123 - Forbidden Love
Disclaimer: The characters portrayed within are not mine. They belong to the author, producers, voice actors, and corporate entities that own them. I mean no disrespect and have no intentions of making a profit. This is merely a loving response to the original work.
Beta: Thanks to catw00man for the beta. All other errors are mine.
Author's Notes: Falman's a difficult character to write as I've been beating my head against the wall for most of the afternoon but I think I managed to say what I wanted to say.

Summary: Under the rule of Fuhrer Bradley, Vato Falman's love of the truth becomes a liability.

The Immutability of Truth
 
 
Barking at the wind
08 November 2011 @ 08:27 am
Title: Needs
Author: evil_little_dog
Series: Any
Word Count: 500
Rating: Teen
Characters: Winry Rockbell, Edward Elric
Summary: The room reeks of blood and vomit.
Warnings: Present tense.
Disclaimer: Arakawa might be horrified by the things I do to her characters.
fma_fic_contest prompt: Survivor’s Guilt
Notes: Thanks to cornerofmadness for her edits.

The room reeks of blood and vomit.

Fake cut will take you to my LJ. Crossposted.
 
 
Current Mood: pensivepensive
Current Music: In Plain Sight
 
 
☇ ⁕ ☆ ᴀᴘᴘᴙιᴠᴏιsᴇ ∽ нᴀʏʟᴇʏ ∿ 。
08 November 2011 @ 01:57 pm
Title: daymare
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist: Conqueror of Shamballa
Characters: Edward, Alphonse, Alfons, and a mention of Noah (Hei/Ed-ish if you squint)
Rating: PG
Genre: Annnnnnngst; Stream-of-thoughtish
Notes: Unbeta'd 'cause I'm lazy and wanted to throw this up quickly. In memoriam of Alfons Heiderich's death, because today's November 8th.
Summary: He wants this all to be a dream. Some horrific nightmare, and the irony isn’t lost on him, because he’d once believed that his entire life with Alfons, in Munich, was nothing more than fancy. But this is no dream.

he hates the smell of lilies...