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Today was not a good drawing day but I still had to try bc it’s 503:
Sweet Surprise
Rating: T
Pairing: Edwin/Edward Elric x Winry Rockbell
Disclaimer: I don’t own Fullmetal Alchemist.
Word Count: 1292
Description: Edwin One Shot/Fluff
Ed comes home after a five-month-long trip and finds Winry has been keeping a secret from him.
A/N: This was originally supposed to be for 503 Week, but it didn’t happen. Anyway, likes and comments are always appreciated. Enjoy!
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Winry
I look up at the clock again and bite my lip, twisting the phone cord around my fingers.
“He should be here any minute,” I mutter to Paninya, who has been distracting me from my anxiety.
“Are you sure?”
“I know the train schedule. He should’ve arrived fifteen minutes ago at the station.”
“You didn’t go meet him?” she asks with surprise.
“No,” I groan. “I was going to, but then…my feet are so swollen I couldn’t get into my boots.” I pause and look at the puffy skin of my ankles. “You don’t think he’ll be mad, do you?”
“That you didn’t meet him at the train station? No. Though he might be curious as to why not.”
“Oh. Good.” I exhale.
“On the other hand, have you considered how he’ll react when he sees you?”
“Well, yes. I mean, I didn’t tell him because I wanted to make it a surprise.”
“It definitely will be.”
“Do you think he’ll be angry I didn’t tell him? What if he’s angry? I wasn’t trying to keep a secret from him. I just wanted–”
“He’s not going to be angry, Winry. After he gets over the shock, he’ll be thrilled. You know that.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” I murmur, glancing at the door.
“If you’re edema is getting bad, you should probably go sit down,” she points out logically.
“I can’t go sit down,” I hiss. “I’m freaking out. He’s going to show up at the door at any–”
“Winry?”
I drop the phone in surprise and scramble to catch it.
“Was that him?” I hear Paninya’s voice say from the dangling speaker.
“I…” I finally get a grip on it and yank it up to my mouth. “I’ve gotta go. Bye.”
Denial
this is my first fic!! it’s winry and garfiel centric & has edwin. big thanks to @fullmetalfuckery for checking my fic out and helping fix any mistakes!!
Gagging into the toilet one last time, Winry laid her head against the seat in defeat. Something was going on. She wasn’t stupid, but she wasn’t ready to accept it either. So, for now she just sat with her head on a toilet seat.
After a few minutes of wallowing, she finally got up and cleaned up as best she could. Checking herself out in the mirror, she couldn’t look her reflection in the eyes. How could this be happening? What am I going to do? What are we going to do? Doing her best to ignore all the questions she tried to focus on going back to work.

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Soft Touch
Rating: T
Pairing: Edwin/Edward Elric x Winry Rockbell
Disclaimer: I don’t own Fullmetal Alchemist.
Word Count: 1750
Description: Edwin One Shot/Fluff
Late into her first pregnancy, Winry is in need of some pampering, and Ed doesn’t hesitate to step in.
A/N: This is sort of a sequel to my fic Smooth Like Silk, where Winry takes advantage of a sleeping Ed to play with his hair. I hope you guys enjoy it.
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Edward
Please, God, or whatever power is fucking out there, let her have gone to bed.
As I walk up the stairs, the thought floats through my mind, and I pause on the top step to brace myself. I can hope as much as I want, but chances are…
I look up and crane my neck to see the room at the end of the hall.
“Shit,” I mumble.
Exactly what I was afraid of. Winry isn’t in bed. What a stupid notion. Even after being on her feet all day trying to help May do girly shit like select flower arrangements and coordinate wedding colors, she’s working.
I sigh and run a hand over the back of my head as I make my way to the door to her shop room. When I open it, she doesn’t turn around. I lean on the doorframe and cross my arms, watching her. She’s so into what she’s doing, I hate to interrupt her…but I know I have to.
She’s a brilliant mechanic, and she loves her work. I know first-hand how good her automail is, so I can’t blame her for wanting to make some progress on her current pieces. But I can’t look at her through the eyes of her supportive husband right now. While I am both of those things, I’m also an expectant father, and her health and the health of our baby comes first.
Quietly, I walk up behind her and drop my hands to her hunched shoulders. At least she’s sitting down. I’d hate to see the size of her ankles if she was standing while trying to do this.
“Ed, I’m almost–”
Her sentence devolves into a moan as my thumbs press into her knotted muscles, gently massaging her upper back.
“It’s time for sleep, automom,” I mutter, dropping a kiss on top of her head.
Banished
Rating: T
Pairing: Edwin/Edward Elric x Winry Rockbell
Disclaimer: I don’t own Fullmetal Alchemist.
Word Count: 1622
Title: Banished
Description: Edwin One Shot
Edward is tiptoeing around Winry who is having a rough day.
A/N: Request by anon. #9 – “You can’t banish me! This is my bed, too!” from this prompt list. Comments are always appreciated. Enjoy!
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Edward
She’s crying again.
Internally, I wince and continue rubbing the dishrag over the plate in my hand. The sound of her sobs and hiccups kills me, but whatever is upsetting her isn’t my fault. I swear. I didn’t do anything. When I got up, she was like this—moody and irritable. That is, until I asked if she’d made coffee. At that, she burst into tears.
I didn’t know what to do, but I tried to talk to her, calm her down. She shoved me away and yelled at me to leave her alone. So that’s what I’m doing. I went outside and worked on the fence I’m putting up. Aside from lunch, which I made myself, I’ve stayed out of her way.
Dinner was uncomfortable. She cooked noodles with her special sauce, but she must’ve forgotten something because it tasted…less than favorable. I started to ask about it but…she started crying into her plate. For no reason.
I’m a little concerned, actually. But what am I supposed to do? She’s never had mood swings like this. Nor has she been so uncontrollably weepy. I’m at a loss. She could be getting sick. God, I hope that’s not it. Winry is a wreck when she’s not feeling well, and she’s already overbooked on automail orders. She’ll beat herself up if she falls behind.
I set the plate in the cabinet and toss the rag on the counter before taking a deep breath and going into the living room.
“Winry?” I start carefully. “Are you feeling–”
“I’m fine, Ed,” she cuts me off, looking up at me with a frown. “Quit asking me that.”
Sweet Dreams
You guys, I can’t tell you how grateful I am for all of you. ALL 200 OF YOU. You wonderful follwers are amazing. I sincerely appreciate you all. So this is for you.
Rating: K+
Pairing: EdWin/Edward x Winry/Parental!EdWin
Disclaimer: I don’t own Fullmetal Alchemist.
Word Count: 1206
Title: Sweet Dreams
Description: EdWin One Shot
Ed and Winry have a late night with their toddler.
A/N: Request by @vvavavoom – “Who hurt you?”
The first few drafts of this fought me tooth and nail. I finally reached this version, and I hope you like it! Let me know if you do. Happy reading!
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Edward
When I walk into the bedroom, I’m glad to find Winry in bed. It’s still early in the evening, but these days Winry looks tired. Constantly. It’s not surprising, given that she’s due any day. At this point, it’s a miracle she can get up and walk around by herself. Not to mention she’s been trying to work, even though the doctor told her it’s too much stress on her right now. (I told her too, but she rolled her eyes at me when I said it.)
“Ed?” Her voice is heavy with sleep.
“Yeah, Winry?” I walk the short distance to her side of the bed and stand over her, running my fingers through her hair.
“I went to bed early,” she states the obvious. “I just got…so tired,” she yawns.
“I’m not surprised,” I tell her gently.
“Did you get Yuriy down?” she asks softly. “I wanted to tuck him in, but I couldn’t stay on my feet anymore.”
“He’s asleep. I had to read him an extra bedtime story, but he went out like a light halfway through.”
“Good. Are you coming to bed?” She looks up at me, absently rubbing her giant pregnant belly with one hand.
“In a minute. Let me get changed.”
“Okay.” She drops her cheek back onto her pillow, and I shake my head.
My exhausted, pregnant wife.
After I’m dressed for bed, I walk around to my side and climb in, sliding under the covers.
“Winry?”
“I’m awake,” she murmurs.
“How was your day?”
“Long,” she says softly, looking up at me with hooded eyes. “I passed Yuriy off on Granny for a while, so I could take a nap.”
And she’s still this tired? Damn.
“How are you feeling?”