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I am now actively using my AO3 account found HERE so yeah finally using that archive along with the masses as I am pretty fucking fed up with FFnet. Also, if any if any works of fanfiction in my Lj are tagged as a gift or dedication to anyone it will be posted accordingly there so please comment on this post with your AO3 username if you have one.

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Fullmetal Alchemist || GenFic || Mission Hell

Title: Mission Hell
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters: Denny, Breda, Kain, Ed, Roy, Riza, Havoc, Maria, Armstrong
Verse: Fma oneshots
Author: lynx212
Words: 299
Rating: T
Genre: Action/Angst
Summary: They were on a mission and went from being the hunters, to the hunted so fast it made their heads spin...
A/N: Dedicated to the talented bob_fish who's Denny Brosch picture featured HERE inspired this drabble.


Everything that could’ve gone wrong with their mission had and fate was far from done with them.

All of their serious fighters were out of commission. Riza’s gun arm was so broken anyone would call it crushed, Havoc had been blinded by some caustic substance and Maria was missing in action. Their only consolation was the fact that after Roy was shot Ed had gone ballistic and put a serious dent in their enemies’ manpower before he was knocked unconscious.

Heymans and Denny were doing what they could to make it appear as if they had more firepower up and able from their stronghold but they knew it was only a matter of time before their adversaries figured them out.

“Fuery tell me some good news,” Breda shouted at the dark-haired man that was looking after the injured and trying to call for back up.

“I got a signal for a few seconds.”

“So is help on the way?” Brosh asked as he loaded the last of his ammunition into his gun. He wasn’t a cynic but if that soon wasn’t in the next half-hour those of them that weren’t dying due to their injuries would face certain death at the hands of the enemy.

As Denny shot yet another… whatever the hell these things were, he swallowed hard as he watched the thing unfurl some mechanical extension from its chest before it retreated.

How do you kill something that isn’t necessarily alive?

He didn’t know, but he would settle from keeping them away and that would just have to be good enough.

As his brain told him he had three bullets left the familiar flair of alchemical light rose behind the enemy and he sighed in relief when Armstrong came into view.

They’d live to fight another day.

The Reasons People Have Sex & Lime Flavored Master Fic List and Table Post

Because the prompts at fc_smorgasbord spoke to me (and vexed_wench poked me) so had to got for it... 

BEHOLD TWO TABLES OF GREATNESS! Feel free to drop any requests for a specific prompt off as a comment here if something strikes your fancy else-wise I'll be going through these as the muse allows ^_^


( Two Massive Tables Under Cut ^_^ )

Fullmetal Alchemist || Ed/Riza || That Little Rockbell Girl

Title: That Little Rockbell Girl
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters: Ed/Riza, Winry
Prompt: Lime - 37. Do you Ever Think You'd Rather be with Me Instead?
Verse: Ed/Riza Drabbles
Author: lynx212
Genre: Angst
Words: 254
Rating: T
Summary: Winry needs to get over him but things aren'tgoing too well for her... they aren't going well for her at all.
Written for fanfic_bakeoff and fc_smorgasbord


Al told me I needed to get over this… over you.

It’s the reason why I’m visiting Central to begin with, to see if I can interact with you and… and her and not feel as if I want to take my wrench to you both. Pulling that gun she’s so fond of and brow beating her with it comes to mind as well.

So far mission, “Get Over Ed” has been a glaring failure.

As I watch you walk up to the counter and pick up the tray holding your order I can’t help but see you’ve only gotten better since I last saw you and that is not helping.

No, lusting after you in an open air café is not a good thing.

When you sit down and smile that smile I’ve always wanted directed at me I can’t help but wonder if you ever think you'd rather be with me instead? I wonder if you ever think of me at random times during the day or dream of me at night in a way that leaves you breathless and needy like I do?

Another officer walks up to your table and starts talking to her and when she turns away to respond the look in your eyes as you gaze at her says it all.

You don’t think about being with me, you don’t think of me at all.

As you look at her like she’s your entire world I’m fairly sure you’ve forgotten that little Rockbell girl even exists.