- Hahaaa...yep, I've seen that one. It's very OOC, but in a hilarious way. Which was kinda the point, I think. xD Oh Vic, I love you so much... (Gotta say, though, his improvised proposal to Winry (Caitlen)
still takes the cake for me!)
(I'm glad most of my playlist worked out for you, Aria
! Those songs are
pretty addicting, aren't they?)
Ooohh, favorite EdWin fanfics? I haven't read a whole lot ('cause I'm not brave enough to venture into the FF.net archives anymore, lol!), but I will say...I think one of the greatest EdWin authors in the world is Tobu Ishi.
She takes a lot of the blame for my obsession with EdWin. Not only are her stories and ideas wonderful, but she is SUPERB at keeping Ed and Winry in-character and developing them in believable, canon-friendly ways. And based on what little I've seen in EdWin fanfics, that's a rare thing.
Granted, she writes lots of other stuff besides EdWin, but she's brilliant at everything. (As if her english "Bratja" lyrics weren't a big enough testament to that, lol.) I highly recommend her work, especially "EdWin 100 Themes"
(WONDERFUL STUFF), "Rosarium"
I do have some EdWin fanfics of my own up my sleeves, but most of them aren't done yet. xD I guess I can share this oneshot, for now: More Than Enough
I've also got these little music drabbles I whipped up recently. I'll go ahead and share them here, since they're so short...
(Warning: depressing what-if/character death in this first one!)
---"Unforgivable Sinner" - Lene Marlin
Swallowing back grief, Al pushes open the door and sees the shadow of what once was his brother, sitting slumped on the floor in a sea of books and alchemic formulas and half-completed (half-hoped) human transmutation circles - maps charted to nowhere to find the missing piece of them that can no longer be found.
"Ed?" He calls his name softly, steps into the study and drops to his knees in front him, silently begging his big brother to look up, to come back him, to remember how to live.
"I never told her," says Edward, in a voice as empty as his eyes. "She waited, and waited
, but I never told her and she...she never knew, and now she's gone and it's...too late to say it." A sudden, unexpected wave of pain crashes through the numbness and he chokes on tears that won't come. "She never knew I loved her.
"Brother, it's alright." Alphonse blinks back his own tears and reaches out to squeeze Ed's shoulder in fervent reassurance. "She did
know. She did, I promise."
"How do you know?" Edward lifts his head at last. Their eyes meet, and Al manages a rueful smile.
told her."~ all the feelings that you hide
gonna tear you up inside
you hope she knows you tried ~"Blah Blah Blah" - Rockapella
Ed wakes up from a long, deeply satisfying nap and hears Al and Winry snickering from the seat across from him. The train screeches to a noisy halt and he winces. "Didn't need that eardrum, anyway," he grumbles, stifling a yawn and sitting up to stretch his arms. The snickering increases.
" he demands, shooting a suspicious glare at them. Al hastily hides something behind his armored back. Winry just points and giggles even harder. Confused and irritated, Edward turns to look out the window - and sees his own face staring back at him from the glass, covered in big, black, scrawling doodles. The offending marker drops to the floor as Al and Winry collapse against each other in howling laughter, immensely pleased with themselves.
Until Edward picks it up, grinning devilishly, and pulls the cap off with a sinister pop
"Al?" Winry whispers, inching out of her seat. "Do you think we should run now?"~ why you wanna go and do me like you do?
why you wanna beat me blue? ~"Vanilla Twilight" - Owl CityI wish you were here.
Edward signs his name at the bottom, carefully folds the letter and slips it in an envelope, along with a picture of him soaked in seawater and grinning broadly next to his latest adventure: a great white shark, three times his size, hanging high and ready for the upcoming feast. He addresses the back of the envelope slowly, as if to savor the destination he's sending it to; then leans back in his chair with a sigh and gazes out at the starry night, and wonders if she's looking up at it too.
A week later, Winry runs to the mailbox as if her life depends on it, yanks it open and fumbles with the contents inside, blue eyes scanning them all over for the one name she yearns to see. A tiny laugh of delight escapes her lips when she finds it; and she hugs the envelope to her chest, just for a moment, before she tears it open to drink in what's inside.~ 'cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
but I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you, dear
'cause I wish you were here ~"The Journey" - X-Ray Dog
When he commits the greatest sin,
she will forgive him.
When he suffers the consequences and loses everything he holds dear,
she will give all she has to offer.
When he can't stand on his own,
she will teach him how to walk again.
When he burns down the past in the name of making a future,
she will salvage the memories worth keeping.
When he has no home and no light to pierce the darkness,
she will provide hers.
When he leaves,
she will wait for his return.
When he wavers,
she will hold him steady.
When he won't listen to reason,
she will knock some sense into him.
When he struggles with demons,
she will fight with him.
When he breaks,
she will fix it and forge it stronger.
When he refuses to cry,
she will wash his pain in her own tears.
When he cannot love himself, she will.
And when he finally conquers the odds,
she will be there to say:Idiot. Welcome home.