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Survivor: Not Amestris – Caviar Reward Challenge

the-musical-alchemist:

I haven’t written any extras for this fic in a while but tonight my brother and I had a really really really hard time opening a jar of something and this idea formed as a result. I hope you enjoy this utter nonsense if you read it! Also, I’m planning on starting a new Survivor crackfic on Ao3 because I had so much fun writing this one and I need to write something dumb and silly again. If you like BNHA, stay tuned for that 😀 But anyway I hope you enjoy this little scene featuring Ed, Roy, Riza, Greed, Lan Fan and of course Jeff Probst and Heiderich ❤

“Bitchin’,” whispers Ed as he pops another cheeto into his mouth. He sits in a secluded part of the island, watching Netflix’s Stranger Things on a portable TV courtesy of Alfons Heiderich.  

It’s the middle of the night and all of the other castaways are sound asleep. Ed, however, knows this is the only time he can watch his stories without arousing suspicion. For this, he sacrifices a few hours of sleep for his viewing pleasure.

Equivalent Exchange.

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Edwin + Regency era :)

themusicalbookworm:

Shay forgive me for whatever this is:

“Excuse me,” said Duke Edward Elric of Resembool Kingdom. He bowed, though it was quite the feat considering he was wearing layers upon layers of stiff clothing. Honestly, the entire thing was superfluous. “I’m here to court Princess Winry Rockbell.”

Queen Pinako tutted. Because tutting seems like a thing you’d do in a Regency type of AU.

“Sorry, you’re too short,” said Pinako. “The Princess doesn’t like men below five feet.”

“WHAT!?” Edward crowed. He stomped over but two armored knights (??) ushered him back. He stood on his toes to no avail as he was not tall enough to see over them. “LISTEN HERE, YOU MINIATURE HAG–”

Suddenly, Princess Winry spun into the room. Her 500-layer skirt unfurled like a rose. She stopped in front of the tiny duke.

“State your purpose,” she said.

“Winry, I’ve known you since we were kids. I literally walked Den like an hour ago.”

“Guaaaards!” she began, to which Ed blanched. Something about suits of armor unsettled him, though he couldn’t put his finger on why.

“WAIT!” he exclaimed. “I just want to ask you to marry me.”

Winry blushed.

Ed blushed.

They stared at each other, blushing.

“Oh,” said Winry.

They blushed some more.

After blushing for a solid minute or so, Ed cleared his throat. “So, uh….wanna, like, do this?”

Winry nodded. “Yes. Let’s get married effective immediately. As you know, we’re fifteen which means we’re ticking time bombs in this period. Before one of us contracts the plague, we must get married.”

“Is this a plague era?” Ed asked uncertainly.

Winry shrugged. “Beats me. Let’s go.”