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Starve the Ego, Feed the Soul by onthearrow
Fandoms: Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types
14 Feb 2023
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Something has changed between them since the Promised Day.
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The Harder the Rain, the Sweeter the Sun by onthearrow
Fandoms: Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types
14 Jul 2023
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Suddenly, she tenses. Her head flies up, her bright eyes meeting his. They hold that mischievous twinkle that tells him she has an idea. "Or is it?" she asks. "You may have just proposed the solution."
"I'm sorry?"
"By asking me to be your date to the ball. If we go together and tell my grandfather we're dating, and then ‘break up’ a while later, he won't be able to harass either of us about marrying each other anymore." She smiles wickedly, just like the same child that used to regularly sneak behind her father's back. "How about it, sir?"
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OR: Roy and Riza plan a fake dating scheme. It dredges up some stuff.
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1. Fake Dating (6/12)
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The (Madam) Christmas Guide to Convincing Your Stepson to Get His Goddamn Ass in Gear by onthearrow
Fandoms: Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types
30 Dec 2022
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With no close-by family of their own, Roy and Riza have spent the past eight Yule Eves together. Following the Promised Day, Roy realizes their little tradition is the perfect opportunity to confess the depth of his feelings to his steadfast subordinate.
But his aunt throws a wrench in his plans when she requests he celebrate Yule Eve with her--to meet her new boyfriend. And, even worse, Riza is spending the holiday with her grandfather, the Führer, who has hatched a plan to set her up with the "handsome" son of a family friend...
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“Walk me through what you’re thinking.”
Dr. Langdon’s voice came from behind her. Before she had the chance to turn, he stepped closer, leaning over her shoulder to look down at the screen.
It happened so fast. The warmth of him at her back. The clean scent of soap mixed with coffee and something else she couldn’t place. His hand reached around her to point at something on the screen and for half a second, his arm brushing against hers and she became acutely aware of the little space remaining between their bodies.
Her pulse stuttered. Any explanation she had died in her throat, instead only a quiet, choked noise came out. She was effectively frozen, completely against her control.
What the hell?
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5 + 1 trope for Kingdon Week: 5 times Mel felt Langdon from behind & dealt with the emotional fallout, +1 when she let herself go and enjoyed him.
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“Hmm…” She clacked the keyboard quickly, “Langdon, you say?”
He nodded once more, his eyes left the clerks and looked over at Mel. The crinkles that usually came from smiling were prominent just from exhaustion. He was still ridiculously handsome and it really wasn’t fair. She sipped from her water bottle in her hand.
“There it is!” She exclaimed brightly. “Honeymoon suite for Langdon.”
“What?” She choked on the water in her throat and coughed roughly. “Honeymoon suite?”
Frank’s eyes grew a mile wide, almost bulging from his skull. “No.. No.. There’s been some kind of mistake. I booked two queen beds.”