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12. Kiss on the nose

“Ugh, just great,” Winry lamented from the inside of their shared closet. The sun had barely risen over the Resembool hills, but the blonde mechanic was already getting ready for her busy day. 

“What?” Ed asked groggily from their bed, still wrapped in his blanket cocoon with no intention of getting out anytime soon. Hey, just because his wife got up at the ass crack of dawn, didn’t mean he had to. 

Winry heaved a long and hefty sigh before answering him. “I can’t see my feet anymore.” 

Even despite the early hour, Ed couldn’t help but smile. “Is that an issue?” he immediately questioned. 

“Well, yeah. Seeing all of my limbs is pretty desirable, I’d say.” 

“Speaking as someone without all of his limbs, it’s not as bad as you think.” 

“This isn’t the time to be making jokes, Ed, I’m having a hard time with this.” 

Realizing that this really was bothering her a great deal, Ed sighed and untangled himself from the blankets to make his way over to his disgruntled wife. He found her scowling and attempting to catch a glimpse of her bare feet. It was rather difficult given the size of her swollen belly. 

“It’s just a part of the process, Win. Every mother on the face of the planet has had to deal with it,” he said as he crossed his arms and leaned against the frame of the closet door. 

“I know,” Winry responded softly, her hands absentmindedly rubbing across her stomach. “It’s just weird. Every day something new comes up that’s so different. One day I can’t tie my own shoes, the next I can’t even see my damn feet.” 

Ed’s smile was soft and loving. “You’re growing a human, Win.” 

Immediately she turned her angry blue eyes on him and placed her hands on her hips to scold him. He had to try extra hard not to burst out laughing at the sight of her: hair mussed from sleep, eyes narrowed in anger, and hugely pregnant. 

“Yeah, and you’re welcome for that. You should be lucky you don’t have to do any of this. Being pregnant freaking sucks.” 

Ed walked up to where she stood and placed his hand on her belly, almost able to feel their unborn child moving around inside, a fact which never ceased to amaze him. “If I could, I would. You’re pretty damn incredible for doing this, even if you can’t see your own feet.” 

Winry lightly shoved him, but still smiled at his loving words. Before she even registered it, he leaned down to place a quick peck on her nose and even though they were married, she blushed crimson. 

“W-why’d you do that?” 

“Because your nose is cute,” he responded simply, turning to exit their bedroom and go down to the kitchen for breakfast. 

“My nose? Noses aren’t cute,” she immediately countered, waddling after him as best she could. 

“Yours is. Now come on, gearhead, try not to trip over the feet you can’t see, I’ll make you some breakfast.” 

Winry glared fiercely at the back of his head for that comment, thinking about how damn lucky her husband was that she didn’t have a wrench in her hands. 

 I think I’m gonna do 4 as well because I already got an idea for it, but here’s 1: “I’m sorry I scared you, I     didn’t mean to.”

(2 notes: 1) whoops this got longer than planned and 2) English is not my first language so… mistakes happen. This is only my 2nd edwin fic so I’m a bit nervous.)

The day Edand Al returned to Resembool for the first time after the Promised Day was ahectic one. After receiving a fierce and emotional tackle hug from Winry,laughing, barking, and more hugging (plus a very red-faced Ed) ensued, buteventually they managed to make it inside the house. The boys settled intotheir room, which they shared because Ed insisted he wanted to look after Al whowas still recovering, but in reality having someone in the same room with himhelped him a bit with his nightmares.

Later thatday, the boys finally opened up about everything that had happened in the pastmonths to Winry and Pinako. It felt so relieving to be able to share all thatinformation with them, after being quiet about their travels for so long. Noone would hunt the two women down for that information anymore. Winry had tobite her lip several times to keep the tears away, getting overwhelmed by thesight of her boys sitting on her couch, alive and well, or at least morewhole than they had been before leaving, and telling their stories. Not justthat, the stories made her realize how lucky she was they had made it… Shehad been so close to losing them several times, and that thought was almostunbearable to her. Ed cast a couple of worried looks towards Winry when theygot to the worst parts, but said nothing.

Aftereating the apple pie Winry had baked (just like she had promised), Al startedto feel weary, and Ed – after almost making Al mad by insisting he shouldn’tclimb the stairs on his own – carried him to their room on his back. Theyounger brother seemed to fall asleep pretty fast, but Ed couldn’t sleep. Hewent through everything that had happened that day in his head, and couldn’tmake himself relax. For some reason Winry’s expression when seeing them for thefirst time, her dark eyes when he was telling about his arm getting impaled (shedidn’t know about his torso yet; Ed had avoided that particular topic) and Alsacrificing himself to save him, and her genuine smile after Al complimentedthe pie seemed to linger in his mind particularly long. After thrashing around forhalf an hour, he finally decided to get up and go get a glass of cool water.

On his wayback to his room, Ed passed Winry’s bedroom, but froze suddenly. He heardsounds coming from her room, and to his dismay, it sounded suspiciously likeher sobs. At first he couldn’t figure out what to do, but finally he decided,even at the risk of getting a wrench to his head, to open the door slightly andpeek in. He saw the blonde girl laying on her stomach on her bed, her faceburied in her hands.

“Winry?” Heasked, in a cautious tone. She was a bit hard to predict sometimes, so hewanted to make sure it was safe to enter until he fully opened the door.

It seemedthat this time she wasn’t up to yelling or throwing anything, though, so Edstepped in and closed the door behind him. He glanced around, and suddenly abrief flashback of what had happened in that room the last time he was thereflashed in front of his eyes. Trying to push away the embarrassment of thememory (“Damn hormones! She needs you do be a friend, you /cannot/ have suchthoughts!” he cursed in his mind), he sat down on a chair near the bed, andfinally focused his eyes on the girl. She looked so miserable that all thethoughts he had had moments before left his mind faster than Ling coulddisappear when Ed asked him to pay for his food.

“Ed? Whatare you doing here?” Winry mumbled against the pillow, barely audibly, stillnot showing her face to him.

“I… thought…I heard something… and wanted to, I guess, make sure everything is OK…” Edstuttered, suddenly not having any idea what to say to comfort her.

“I’m sorry…I promised I wouldn’t cry… yet here I am… and it’s totally ridiculous.” Winry finallylifted her head from the pillow, and Ed felt something hard punch his guts as hesaw the red circles around her tear-filled eyes, and the wet cheeks. It feltworse because Ed had a strong feeling Winry being so upset had something to dowith him. Too many times, he had done that to her, he felt.

“Don’t… saythat. Did I… did I do something? Was it the thing I said about where you couldput all the milk at dinner today?”

“Ed… Youknow I’ve stopped caring about your obscene language a long time ago. It’s notthat.”

“Then whatis it? If someone made you cry, I’m gonna go after that guy and punch h…”

Winrystopped him midsentence: “It’s not like that! I just… I just started thinking…”

“Yes?” Edasked quietly.

“After youtold us what really happened to you guys… It made me properly understand thedanger you were in. How close I was to losing you. Both of you.”

“I…” Eddidn’t really know what to say to that. He always felt so helpless in situationslike this, and he hated it. Not being able to come up with anything else, hetried: “We’re here now, though?”

“Yes, butyou don’t understand. You were the ones who left, and I was the one who had tostay and wonder if I’m ever gonna see you again.”

“Oh…”

“I haven’t toldyou before how scared I was after you left this house before the Promised Day… Well,I’ve always been worried about you two, but it was even worse that time,” thegirl admitted, and continued: “Anyway, I realized it was wrong from me to saythose things about you saving the world, but… I didn’t want to accept whatcould happen, and… it came out the wrong way.”

Ed hadn’tever considered Winry might feel guilty because of those words, and he hatedshe felt that way.

“Winry.” Hedidn’t even realize he did it, but he was now holding her hand in his own. “Idon’t care. To be honest, it was probably the push I needed, because at thattime I had no idea if I could do it or not… Thanks to all you guys, Al and I succeeded…and we’re here now… and that’s what matters, right?”

Winrysimply stared at him. It seemed the boy who left many years ago, determined toreturn his brother back to normal, had actually grown into a man.

“Also…” Edbroke the silence, tugging her hair to get her attention, “I’m sorry I scaredyou like that… I… didn’t mean to.”

Their eyesmet and suddenly they realized they were much closer to each other than theyhad been just a little while ago, and their cheeks were burning.

“Um… it’sOK… Like you said, everything is fine now. I just overreacted earlier.” Edwanted to disagree, but he didn’t get a chance to say anything when Winryadded: “Although, your leg…”

“I don’tmind it. Having Al back is so much more important. And hey, I had to leave somework for you.” He smirked.

“Thanks,that’s very thoughtful of you,” Winry sassed back, but she couldn’t hide hersmile when she saw his golden eyes shining happily. In that moment, she couldn’thelp but wonder what was really going on between them. She knew her ownfeelings, but Ed… she would probably have to be patient with him.

“Ha, didyou just call me thoughtful?” Ed continued teasing her.

“You idiot,”she shook the hand that was still holding hers away, and got up.

“Seriously, though, thanks, Ed. I’m feelingbetter already.”

“Where areyou going?” he asked curiously.

“Sinceneither of us can sleep… How about some hot chocolate and a slice of apple pie?”

“Thatsounds good… wait a second. Do NOT put milk into that hot chocolate!!!”

“Oh, there’sthe Ed I know,” Winry laughed, and added in her mind: “and love.”

@madamemauve (it wont let me @ u???) 

anyway i love ling.. hes so good and like.. i have tons of headcanons abt him.

sexual orientation headcanon: hes Gay.. this is v obvious in Everything He Does. if u think otherwise.. rewatch the show

gender headcanon: ling is a trans boy and Nothing will ever change my mind. Hes very trans and i love him so much. hes so facking valid and im so glad lan fan and fu & everyone are supportive of his transition.. 

mental illness / neurodivergent headcanon: like almost all the characters in fma i think he def deals with some ptsd...? sorry for headcanoning like every character in fma with ptsd but like??????????? he dealt with a Lot. From finding out rlly awful secrets about the philosophers stone to fighting horrifying undying monsters to becoming one and being very very abruptly cut off from his friends and family for months is a lot. 

There. are. so many canon moments between them that I love. I say I don’t like angst but ironically some of the scenes that are most important to me are prrretty angsty. One being Ed and Winry finding out about Hughes’ death and Ed trying to comfort her afterwards, +eating that apple pie and complimenting her even though he had just eaten and barely had appetite to begin with. It just shows he can actually be very sweet too. And then of course whose heart doesn’t break at the scene in which Ed stops Winry from killing Scar? So. much. emotion. “Your hands aren’t meant to kill, they are meant to heal” and then him sort of hugging her and giving her his coat (and then that damn Let It Out starts playing ;________;). I also totally love how Ed pats Winry’s head after she helps Scar in Briggs. 

Some happier moments that deserve to be mentioned are of course Ed remembering Riza’s words and freaking out while Winry is fixing his automail (I just really really love it when he recites the periodic table), Ed /almost/ seeing Winry shirtless because that scene is just hilarious in its entirety, and of course the famous “proposal” scene. I love it so much because it’s just so them, 1000%. (The only thing that was lacking from it was the kiss but hey I have headcanons).Help, I go all adgsjfgdh when I start talking about them, but I just love them so much. When it comes to au:s, seriously I’ve seen so many nice ones (from mermaid to twilight xD) but I guess I have to say that at least at the moment my favorite AU is the It’s Not a Big Deal world, i.e. modern day (texting) au in which nerds are being so damn adorable nerds. I would read stuff like that for the rest of my life. Pls, fic writers. Write a lot of modern day edwin. (I still have a HUGE spot for post manga/post promised day edwin too, there can’t be enough of that. There’s a reason why all my fics so far are post promised day)

never seen it | need to see it | hate it | ugh | it was okay | i liked it | LOVED IT | one of my faves

For sure! Always happy to answer :)

11. Favorite member of Team Mustang?

Ooof. That would be either Roy or Riza. Let me say Roy this time bc he’s such a fascinating character + I’ve noticed he’s a lot of fun to write so yeah, why not. 

15. What’s one thing you would change about the series and why?