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PSA !

         all drafts will be moved to the new blog, and i’ll do the starters i owe there ! 

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PSA !

         all drafts will be moved to the new blog, and i’ll do the starters i owe there ! 

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okay i did it  !!

    ooc.    also … what if i made winry her own, separate blog …?

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    ooc.    also . . . what if i made winry her own, separate blog . . .?

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     like for a starter  !!    the length of the thread will vary.

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@ichoreyed  asked:    Send 💗 for a repetitive lip peck kiss.

    she hums a quiet tune as she runs a brush through edward’s hair, meticulous -- yet gentle -- in removing the knots.  winry knows he’s more than capable of doing it himself.   ( a fact he’s reminded her of a million times over. )   even still, she lives for these simple moments between the two of them.   he sits on the floor beneath her, a stubborn twist to his mouth, his arms crossed over his chest. 

    “don’t pout, ed,” she chides as she works through the last of the tangles.   “it doesn’t hurt you to let someone take care of you every once in awhile.”   he turns to look at her, probably to fire back some retort, and winry stoops down to peck him on the mouth, stopping him short. 

    “give me.”   kiss.   “three more.”   kiss.   “minutes. okay?”   he mumbles something incoherent, turning to face forward. she begins to braid his hair, a smile rising to her lips.   i’ll have to remember that trick for the future.

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Okay Ed, you wanna tell me what’s going on here?

Looks like a cautionary tale about guns.

Don’t be a smart ass.

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     she looks nothing short of impatient waiting at the train station on the very same bench she said goodbye to ed at.     her fingers nervously comb through the ends of her hair, then smooth out the wrinkles of her clothes.  it’s been a few months since ed departed.  he sent a few letters and called when he could, but, in typical fashion, such forms of contact were infrequent.  winry can’t fault him for it.  no matter how focused he gets, he always comes back.  the sharp whistle of the train sounds, and the platform beneath her feet rumbles as it draws closer, eventually coming to a slow halt.

     she rises, frowning when she’s forced to peer around a small group of people exiting the train.  then she spots him.  “ed!”  she calls, barreling towards him.  she giggles, ignoring the amused looks they’re getting as she crashes into him, arms wrapping around his form.  “i thought the train was never going to get here.”  //  @ichoreyed​

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     “you’ve been awfully quiet today.”   winry glances at ed, sliding her bandanna from her head to dab at the sweat forming on her neck.  the warm weather makes working with automail brutal, but he’s in need of some tune-ups.    she’s just come downstairs to grab a glass of water.  it doesn’t strike her until she spots him that he hasn’t pestered her all day.  “not that i’m complaining . . . but is something on your mind?”  //  @hakune​

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     she knows she shouldn’t be sulking like this, but sometimes those boys are so frustrating!   it’s as if ed and al speak a language entirely their own, one winry’s never been privy to.  she slumps, her elbows pressing into the flesh of her thighs as she watches people walk by the library.   why won’t they let me in?  she wonders.  why am i not good enough?

    she’s interrupted from her thoughts by the sound of footsteps behind her.  another state alchemist walks her way.  winry scoots over, pressing her arm against the stair railing.  “sorry  ---  i hope i’m not in your way.”   //  @cerbinwen

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SEND A HEART FOR A SPECIFIC KISS.

Send ❤️ for a romantic kiss. Send 💝 for a plationic kiss. Send 💞 for a awkward kiss. Send 💓 for a heated kiss. Send 💟 for a delicate kiss. Send 💔 for a interrupted kiss. Send 💘 for a static shock kiss. Send 💗 for a repetitive lip peck kiss.

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     a short trip away from rush valley, winry decides to stop in and check on alphonse and izumi for the first time since his training started.   part of her believes that ed would want her to keep an eye on al  ;  he needs all the guidance he can get without his big brother looking after him.  a small suitcase swings from her grip as she walks the streets of dublith in search of the curtis’s butcher shop.  

    the streets are barren as evening closes in, flooding the streets in warm, orange light.  frustration surges through her as she gets turned around for what feels like the millionth time. there’s a glimmer of hope in the form of a man down the street.  he lingers in front of a bar.         (  has she wandered into a bad part of town?  )  steeling her courage, she approaches him.  “excuse me, sir?  do you know where the butcher shop is?  the one owned by the curtis family?”       //   @thecrimsonmonster

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wintry winry ❄️

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random sentence starters

random sentences for any / multiple scenario(s). change around as you see fit.

“ who do you think you are? “

“ wait , did you just say you love me? “

“ please just … leave me alone. “

“ i’m so happy! “

“ is this a gift for me? “

“ hey! i’ve got something for you! wait right here! “

“ i love you. “

“ shut up! shut the fuck up! “

“ who told you that?! i didn’t say that! “

“ w — what? “

“ … i’m sorry. “

“ what? ME have a crush on YOU? whaaaaaat?! haha! what? pfft … shut up! “

“ bitch , guess what? “

“ oh my god … “

“ fuck you to fucking hell! “

“ man … go to hell. “

“ what did you just send me? “

“ what did you just say? “

“ they’re totally checking you out right now. “

“ jealous?! i’m not jealous! “

“ are you jealous? “

“ wow … you’re hot when you’re angry. “

“ wow … your smile is breathtaking. “

“ you’re so stupid. “

“ okay! that’s it! put your dukes up! “

“ you don’t want me. “

“ question , you’re not dating anyone , are you? “

“ let me take you out on a date. “

“ i swear to god i’m going to scream at the top of my lungs. “

“ no! don’t tickle me! “

“ i’m not good for you , trust me. “

“ no offense but i’m out of your league. “

“ so , how does it feel to know me? a blessing , isn’t it? “

“ … why does this card say ‘ happy 3rd birthday ‘? “

“ so what will it be tonight? “

“ please , let me listen to celine dion in the dark in peace. “

“ i don’t love you. “

“ you don’t love me. “

“ … is there something you want? “

“ you know , you’re really cute. “

“ god , just let me fucking love you , you idiot! “

“ shh … don’t cry. “

“ i just feel like everything is falling apart. “

“ DON’T YOU DARE! DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE! “

“ hello darkness my old friend … “

“ so … do i get a goodnight kiss? “

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dorks <3