#mildlynerdy

or a fox

Starry Nights

Edward shows Winry the stars of Earth’s constellations and shares their stories

Thanks for the prompt, babe ♡

Need I say more?

Alternatively...

You're a menace to society and your writing brings both destruction and restoration upon your readers' souls.

You're a kind, compassionate category 5 hurricane that swallows anyone in your path with love and understanding.

You're a woman of faith and graciously follow its teachings of that selfsame compassion and love.

Basically I love you and I'm lucky to have you as a friend.

🌹

MY FAVORITE GIF :000

Okay, I know we talked about this, but I’M STILL TEARING UP, SO THANK YOU  ;A; Like, hits me right in the feels every time I read it.

I wish I was eloquent, but alas I am not, and why use words when I can just scream? <333

“Anything on Fullmetal?” Roy asked.

Fuery shook his head. “They weren’t at the library. Apparently the clerk said they hadn’t come by in a few days.”

He scowled at the ground. Now was not a good time for those two to be vanishing into thin air. It did no favours for his nerves as they sparked and sputtered. He huffed, glancing back to the Sargent. “Keep me posted on that. And the medical teams.”

He nodded grimly. “Of course. And… sir?”

“What is it?”

“They’ll turn up.”

Roy blinked. Something in his stomach twisted and a little nail of fresh fear drove through his chest.

What if—

No. That’s ridiculous.

Blues Upon a Whistle

A collaborative fic written by @liathgray​ and illustrated by me

Just having a grand ol’ time :)

They couldn’t even drive to the scene as they normally would. Roy and his team were stuck taking the main roads, coasting along the busiest streets that happened to get a generous dusting of salt that morning and it took them three times as long as it should have to get to the cave in.

Hawkeye managed to break laws without batting an eye, cutting so many corners he was surprised the vehicle didn’t roll.

In the rearview, Falman and Havoc were following close behind, a little obscured by the slush and exhaust smoke being pumped out from behind the tires.

“How far are we?” He asked, casting a glance to Hawkeye.

Her shoulders tensed, but her expression somehow stayed neutral. The way she gripped the steering wheel was a dead giveaway, though. The same emotion had been bubbling through all of them since they’d gotten called in to organize a search and rescue half an hour earlier: they were pissed.

“Ten minutes or so.”

Blues Upon a Whistle

A collaborative work written by @liathgray​ and illustrated by me

It was such an honor and pleasure to collaborate with Cece on this project!! 

B.C. STANDS FOR “BEFORE CHRIST” AND A.D. STANDS FOR “ANNO DOMINI,” WHICH IS LATIN FOR “IN THE YEAR OF OUR LORD.” 

A.D. YEARS START WITH “ZERO” BECAUSE THAT’S APPROXIMATELY WHEN WE BELIEVED JESUS TO BE BORN WHEN WE CAME UP WITH THIS CALENDAR. B.C. YEARS GO BACKWARDS, TOO, SO “30 B.C.” IS 20 YEARS EARLIER THAN “10 B.C.”