dearheart
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Post by dearheart on Nov 9, 2010 15:25:52 GMT -5
WE'RE BAAA-AAAAACK. ;D ;D Come on in! Make yourself at home! Have a cookie! Just like before, this is a place for all my lovely fellow canon shippers to obsess over their favorite pairings, rant about why they're worth obsessing over, discuss favorite "moments", spam each other with fanart, AMVs, fanfics...anything canon shippy is welcome and encouraged and TOTALLY DROOLED OVER! Also, SPOILERS ABOUND in this thread, so BEWAAAAARRRRE... And to kick things off...some purdy fanart for each and every canon pairing! (Apologies if you've seen them before, lol...) EdWin dearheart42.deviantart.com/favourites/#/d2qzzvyTrishenheim dearheart42.deviantart.com/favourites/#/d2rxbkiAlMei dearheart42.deviantart.com/favourites/#/d2v3bo5Royai dearheart42.deviantart.com/favourites/#/d2q1cg9Ling/RanFan kachink.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d2pwrdiHughes/Gracia browse.deviantart.com/?qh=§ion=&global=1&q=hughes+gracia#/d2x360ySig/Izumi browse.deviantart.com/?qh=§ion=&global=1&q=izumi+sig#/dhbl5fDid I miss any? I'm pretty sure I got them all... Anywho, welcome back to the canony goodness! (ED AND WINRY HAD BABIES OMG IKNEWIT IKNEWIT IKNEWIT...)  *melts into a happy puddle of fangirl goo* <333333 |
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Post by PuzzleChick on Nov 9, 2010 16:17:09 GMT -5
I think my favorite thing about that family picture is the resemblence to Ed and Al's childhood family photo, and yet the differences. Ed is smiling, happy and at peace with his family, as opposed to the sadness of the past picture. It feels almost symbolic, shaking off the chain of past sadness and moving on and stuff.
...I'm just feeling sappy today. x3
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dearheart
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Post by dearheart on Nov 9, 2010 23:12:15 GMT -5
@ Puzzle - My thoughts exactly! I love how Arakawa did that. Isn't she the greatest, cleverest artist/storyteller ever? <3 YAY I LOVE SAPPYNESS! LET'S BE SAPPY TOGETHER! =DD @ bespecledcow - D'AWWWW THE ALMEI <33 *dies of the cuteness* And pfff the Bradly one is epic... xDD Oh yes, found this awesome Izumi/Sig motivational poster thingy... dearheart42.deviantart.com/#/d2xcv5vAnyone else seen the OVA that's from? |
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Post by PuzzleChick on Nov 10, 2010 8:28:52 GMT -5
@ bespecled cow: Royaaiiiii. *drools* My gods, that wedding picture is quite adorable. I love the Mr./Mrs. Bradley one as well. xD
@ Dearheart: Yes, let us be sappy! *throws a sappiness party*
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Post by piedpiperpluto on Nov 10, 2010 17:03:07 GMT -5
@ Puzzle - My thoughts exactly! I love how Arakawa did that. Isn't she the greatest, cleverest artist/storyteller ever? <3 YAY I LOVE SAPPYNESS! LET'S BE SAPPY TOGETHER! =DD @ bespecledcow - D'AWWWW THE ALMEI <33 *dies of the cuteness* And pfff the Bradly one is epic... xDD Oh yes, found this awesome Izumi/Sig motivational poster thingy... dearheart42.deviantart.com/#/d2xcv5vAnyone else seen the OVA that's from? I've seen the OVA! Can't remember where, though... |
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Post by taranova on Nov 10, 2010 22:11:40 GMT -5
*blindfolds self*
May I take the liberty of creating the non-canon thread?
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dearheart
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Post by dearheart on Nov 10, 2010 22:57:47 GMT -5
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Post by taranova on Nov 10, 2010 23:20:56 GMT -5
LMAO. XDD Carry on! ^_^
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Post by PuzzleChick on Nov 16, 2010 8:28:55 GMT -5
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Post by taranova on Nov 16, 2010 22:48:52 GMT -5
Royai is so beautiful. ;_;
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Post by dearheart on Nov 17, 2010 3:43:31 GMT -5
Yes, Royai is amazing. T__T GUUUUHHHH THOSE PICTURES... *dies from angsty gorgeousness overload* WOW that EdWin picture is so pretty...and sniffle-inducing...and I can't stop staring and d'awwwing over it...have I ever told you how insanely awesome you are, Puzzle? <3
LOL @ the Bradly one. Methinks the missus has been taking lessons from Winry. xD
Okay...I was messing around with a freewrite prompt on storywrite.com and my inner EdWin fangirl got loose somehow, and this is what came out of it. It's overloaded with angst and fluff. And there's spoilers for the manga ending. And I haven't had time to go back and edit or rewrite a whole lot, so it's still a little rough.
And I've only just realized that this is the first time I've ever had a real lip-lock in one of my stories... O.O WHAT IS THIS PAIRING DOING TO ME??? *backs away from the cooties...*
*cough* Anyway...I hope you guys like it. And that it's not OOC. Or too unbearably sappy. >.< (Concrits are always welcome, BTW...)
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~ More Than Enough ~
Edward yawned as he set his empty water glass on the kitchen counter and glanced at the clock: 2:36 AM. He winced.
Why did he even bother staying up so late with his dusty alchemy books anymore? No matter how much he studied or how he longed to feel the familiar, exhilarating surge of energy flowing through his fingers again, it wouldn't return him his powers.
Not that he really cared. The sacrifice had been small compared to the joy of getting his brother back, and he'd gladly give it up again...a thousand times over if he had to.
He rubbed his eyes, his metal leg creaking in protest as he dragged his feet down the hallway; the soft pillows and warm arms of his wife calling him to sleep.
A sharp cry met his ears just when he reached the bedroom door, and all thoughts of sleep fled his mind as he saw her twist in the blankets, tears escaping from her tightly closed eyes and her lips murmuring wordless pleas, calling his name, crying...
"Winry?" He was instantly at her side, alarm welling up in him as he tried to wake her. "Winry, I'm here! It's just a dream!"
She gasped and bolted upright, shaking and choking back sobs. Her terrified, sky-blue eyes met his golden-sun ones, and she lifted a trembling hand to his face, as if to reassure herself he was real.
Without saying a word, he pulled her into a hug and let her bury her face in his shirt, though every tear that rained on him was like an arrow to his heart. She clung to him desperately, breathing over and over, "You're alive. Oh god, you're alive..."
Minutes passed, and at last he pulled away to cup her face in his hands and wipe the tears away.
"That must have been some nightmare."
Winry swallowed, saying nothing. Edward cautiously climbed into bed and lay next to her, a gentle right hand caressing her shoulder as he kept his gaze on her.
"Ed?" Her voice was barely above a whisper. "Can...can I ask you something?"
"Anything."
"If you had to choose...between Al and me...who would you pick?"
The words struck him like a thunderbolt. He blinked, too shocked by her question to form coherent words at first. "Wha...w-who would I pick? What kind of question is that?"
"Please," she begged. "Just tell me."
Edward frowned and propped himself up on his left elbow, lifting her chin to look straight at her.
"That would be impossible," he said firmly. "I can't choose between two halves of myself."
She squeezed her eyes shut, swallowing back new tears. Worried and slightly perplexed, he tilted his head to search her face for an answer.
"What's this all about, Winry?"
"Nothing."
"C'mon, talk to me. Let me make it better." His lips curved into a crooked half-smile. "It's only fair. God knows you've done the same for me a million times before. Can't let you have all the fun with chasing off the inner demons and whatnot," he added in a lame attempt to get her to smile. A tingle of triumph rose in him when she did - though the expression only lasted a second.
"I dreamed..." She inhaled a deep breath, fighting to keep her voice steady before continuing in low, faltering words. "I dreamed Al was...dead. S-something happened to him and he died, and...you felt so guilty and heartbroken about and it and you got so desperate for him that...you killed yourself. I tried to talk you out of it, to save you, but nothing worked. You were too broken, and there was so much blood, and I...I felt you go limp in my arms..."
The tears she'd tried so hard to hold back overflowed anew and rolled down her cheeks. Edward leaned forward to press a kiss to her forehead, murmuring unintelligible words of comfort as he held her close.
"The worst part is," she sobbed, "you died with this horrible smile on your face...like leaving me to die with him was the greatest decision of your life...and I was all alone..."
"Shhh, don't say anything more." He cradled her head against his chest, stroking the long, soft, golden strands of her hair, lost in thought.
Throwing away his life, just to join his brother. Would he do it?
Perhaps - in younger, harder, more selfish years - he might. Or at least, he'd be tempted to. He couldn't deny that.
But he also couldn't deny that dead or alive, Al would never forgive him if he gave up...or that Winry would fight with all her strength to pull him back from that edge. Like she always had.
His lips pursed as he scrambled to figure out how to translate his feelings into words. He'd never been the best at that, especially with her...but now, more than ever, she needed to hear exactly what she meant to him. An old, familiar fire sparked in him as the words finally came.
"Now you listen to me," he ordered. "And you listen good: Al is my brother, in blood and in heart, and there is nothing I wouldn't do for him. And you..." He pulled away slightly to look in her eyes. "You are my wife, and my closest friend, and the mother of my children; and I love you. You and Al are equally precious to me, and I would be utterly lost if either of you left my life. What on earth makes you think Al means more to me than you? Is that what you're afraid of?"
"No, that's not it at all." Winry fervently shook her head. "I'm glad that you two are so close. Every time I see you two working together, side by side, it makes me happy. The way you lift each other...it's beautiful. It's just that when I think of what you went through together and how deeply you care for him...and what would happen if you two were ever torn apart...it scares me. It's always scared me." She lowered her eyes, and the last words were barely audible:
"I'm just so afraid that if something ever happened to him...I wouldn't be enough."
Overcome by her confession, Edward bent in to capture her lips in a hard, indignant kiss, pouring his heart and everything that went beyond words into the one, simple action. His arms tightened around her shoulders, pressing her to him, as if his mere embrace could disprove every one of her doubts and outshine every shadow and fear hidden within her. And as he felt the tension leave her body and her mouth melt into his, he half-believed it would.
"Oh no, Winry," he murmured fiercely as she sighed and curled into him. "No. You are more than enough. And I don't ever - ever - want to hear you say otherwise again."
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Post by amythista on Nov 17, 2010 19:25:14 GMT -5
...that was freaking awesome. ^^ I totally agree. Ed could never choose between Al and Winry. And the kiss wasn't bad. And if I'm comfortable reading it, it's good.  |
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Post by Packrat on Nov 17, 2010 21:24:04 GMT -5
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Post by samrow on Nov 18, 2010 7:19:47 GMT -5
*drowns in Cannon-y goodness* I love this place.  I will come back once I have something to share. |
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I will come back once I have something to share.