#EVERYONE READ SEA FOAM AND BLANK TICKET

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HEY

I just woke up! And now I want to say nice things because beavers keep leaving trees on the weir

2. my favorite chapter hands down is chapter 15 of in the meadow!! Anybody who’s talked to me know that I have a soft spot for Meryl interacting with Tomas. And a while chapter about it??? Oh my gosh I just about died

14 surprisingly, in the meadow. I think because it was millions that made me a little nervous. Or knives in general. He’s already a tricky character to get right and with peoples different takes, most post 98 fics feel forced. I think the slow build up you have is amazing, especially with knives fighting for his life? It’s very well paced to me

8. Listen

This is the question that made me want to see this in.

Your stories feel very character driven to me. Most fics that are, mine included, tend to skip out on little details. But you? There’s so many!!! Milly going through the exercises! Vash playing with the kids! Meryl and Roberto teasing each other! Knives incredible guilt and self loathing! And then the entire Thompson family? They feel so alive!! And the way you write is so soft and airy and light I tend to forget I’m reading.

It’s just… absolutely amazing

squid .... T-T im literally drafting my ask as we speak and then i had to go and read urs and now im crying

tysm i seriously think you subconsciously influenced me into the Meryl Loves Tomas agenda and I will never go back.

I was nervous about writing post 98 too just because I know this whole fandom kind of prefers trimax (as do I) which is why i like... made the executive decision to use Knives' background from the manga, or at least the scenes from Vash and Knives' childhood. I think a Knives that once had hope to befriend humans and was betrayed so wholly is much more interesting than a knives that decides they are a psychopath just,,, for fun (cough cough stampede)

AND THANK YOU FOR GIVING IN THE MEADOW A CHANCE

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🎁, 🏷️ and 📚 for the fanfic ask? :)

🏷️ Is there a tag you like to search for when looking for fanfics to read?

so i don't have any particular tags i look for... i do often gravitate toward anything that has a kiss? im a slut for instant gratification so there has to be a kiss in the fic lolol

I love like... college au's? (everyone read a study in reformation) i'll fall for those things any time

i'll take fluff any day. i'm such a baby i just want to see my characters happy. if that means going through angsty things? thats okay as long as their happy in the end !!!

📚 Is there a fanfic or fanfic writer you recommend?

readers of this ask ! go follow @firewoodfigs they write incredible royai fics. I could only dream of writing like them <3<3<3

OTHERS INCLUDE

@fullmetalscullyy oh my GOSH, the best royai fantasy au <3

@noaafishfieldguide their fic Blank Ticket and Sea Foam are my favs (vashmeryl and millywood!)

@fullcry their Memories on Film is a MUST READ (vashmeryl)

idk if they have a tumblr but eilwen on ao3 has written some of the most poetic stuff i have ever read its like CRACK (mostly vashmeryl)

but i cannot recommend Tension... its massive, its not even close to done, and its one of the best fics i've ever read (vashmeryl)

🎁 Have a piece of a WIP you want to share?

for you b, i actually have a royai wip hidden in my pocket

"I don't… I don't want to be alone."

Those words had been the start of a night to remember. Specifically because of the way Riza was handily beating Roy in a simple betting card game.

“You’re simply awful at cards, sir”

“I am not,” Roy said, eyebrows furrowed as he analyzed his fan of cards, “you just happen to be incredible at cards, Lieutenant.”

It was late, the only light in the room was the standing lamp they had moved from the corner to provide vision for their game. The new moon outside hadn’t helped their lighting situation either, but Hawkeye appreciated the stars that dazzled the night sky in the moon's absence. 

Riza had bet well, playing intentionally and taking all of Mustang’s cards. Roy bet wildly. He often relied on luck when it came to games, and according to the other members of their team that luck was normally in his favor; Havoc was one to complain about lost wages after a night of drinking and poker. But Riza knew Mustang, and she also knew that sometimes his ego needed to be checked. Unfortunately for him, that responsibility usually fell in her capable hands. It was her responsibility to pull that luck out from under him, force him to face reality every once in a while.

“It's not very fair,” the Colonel finished his last thought absentmindedly. He finally laid down a card and Riza sighed, gathering the cards into her growing pile. Roy let out a frustrated growl.

“Just know, I surrendered that card willingly,” his finger pointed an irritated finger at the now hidden card, and then at the center of her face.

She smiled, amused, “Do you plan to get it back later?”

“Of course.”

“And how do you plan to do that?” one of her eyebrows was raised in a questioning gesture. His eyebrows grew closer, irritated at her teasing remarks, and Riza let out a little bubble of laughter.

How did they even get here? Sitting among scattered cards on the rough worn floor of an inn in Eastern Amestris, teasing each other like they were teenagers again.