#greedling x reader

[zaimta]

彡HIS BIGGEST DESIRE

paring: greedling x reader

a/n: i love me some fma greed especially greedling

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greed watched as you slept soundly on his shoulder, he couldn’t help but stare at you, his eyes stared at your sleeping form and softened slightly. the feeling you gave him was something new and something he wasn’t used to.

“what is it?” he whispered quietly to himself careful not to wake you.

“you’re in love with them greed.” the young prince spoke from deep inside his being causing greed to roll his eyes.

“please do you know who i am kid? i’m greed i have many desires and y/n ain’t one of em the only thing i want is-” he felt you stir and immediately turned his attention to you.

ling smiled to himself, “my ass” he distanced himself to allow the homunculus to have his moment.

you sat up slowly, rubbing your eyes “damn how long have i been out? are ed n them back yet?”

“you’ve been out for a good 30 minutes and no they’re not back yet.” he slowly started to smirk “you’ve got some nerve you know. what if i killed you then what?”

you rolled your eyes in annoyance “as annoying as you are i trust you.” you matched his smirk with one of your own “besides i know you wouldn’t kill me.”

“you’re a real brat you know that?”

“i learn from the best.”

he sighed in annoyance “that damn prince was right, i can’t have you dyin on me i need you with me when i rule the world.” he laughed to himself which caused you to raise a brow.

“it’s crazy really, tell me how a human like you managed to gain my attention? i mean i thought i had it all figured out but now there’s only one thing at the top of the list of the things i desire.”

before you knew it he held your face in his hands and kissed you softly, the soft kiss shocked you slightly but you kissed him back and you could feel him smile against your lips.

he pulled back and rested his forehead on yours and spoke to you in a low whisper, almost as if he spoke these words he would loose everything “i promise you i’m gonna get my own body and it’ll be me and you till the end ruling the world.”

you kissed him once more and looked at him with a smile “i like the sound of that”

the being who desired everything the world had to offer, power, fame, money, women, and sex. only desired one thing and it was you, he couldn’t be anymore content with having someone to love and call home.

[fairy-writes]

Greed in Ling Yao's body and TEARS for the Settling Dust prompts? 👀

Based vaguely on one part of the song El Tango de Roxanne from Moulin Rouge.

Also, I think I got the roles in these flip-flopped, but I really liked how it turned out, so we’re rolling with it.

It had been six days, and Greed was, admittedly, getting a little freaked out. 

You had never been gone this long. Even back when you would leave after an argument in the Devil’s Nest. When he had been the previous Greed. 

The annoying Xingese prince had tried consoling him. Had tried to talk him out of going to look for you. The Promised Day was any day now. They couldn’t afford to have him running off and looking for someone who didn’t really have a massive part in the plan. 

But that didn’t matter to Greed. You were his possession. His wingmate. His right hand number one. His friend. He wasn’t going to risk you being hurt. Or even worse. Dead. 

He got his answer about your whereabouts two days later. 

Eight days of not seeing you. It was like Greed was going through withdrawals. He didn’t know he depended on you so much. Sure Ling Yao had teased him about it, but he had never put much stock into what the prince said unless it came to fighting.

He found you in a warehouse. Or rather, he found your still form slumped in a corner, cracks evidence of you being flung against the concrete. Blood had pooled around your motionless body, and he felt his heart seize. He started forward,

“Wait! It could be a trap!” The Xingese prince called from within his mind, but he shut that proverbial door and locked him out. 

He didn’t give a damn if it was a trap. All that mattered was you. 

You didn’t move when he shook your shoulder, slapped your cheek, shouted your name, anything. He cupped your cheeks and tilted your head to look at him. 

And promptly recoiled. 

He didn’t realize he was crying until he felt hot tears drip onto his hands. 

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[imagineanime2022]

Ling Yao Clingy S/O

Ling Yao X Reader

Requested: Anon

Request: Could I request Ling Yao x clingy reader? Not super clingy, but the kind of S/O whi just feels safer near their partner, or enjoys holding hands as often as possible as it calms them down?

A/N: Couldn't do this one without adding Greedling for a small section, sectioned it off so that you can skip it if you want but I figured it was something that you would need to address as well.

👑 Ling would love a clingy S/O or someone who relies on him to feel safe, he relies on you to reassure him that he’s doing the right thing, so you both need each other's case closed. 👑 He was the one to ask you to travel across the desert with, it’s not like you don’t know how to look after yourself so you agreed since you never felt more at ease than when you were with him. 👑 He makes sure that he’s holding your hand when he can or standing close enough that you could feel him there. 👑 He’s excited about everything, he pointed things out to you as he dragged you from place to place, he never forgot about you, you were literally attached at the hip. 👑 Ling is careful with you around other people, like the first time that you met Ed and Alphonse and he made sure that you were practically sitting on his lap so that he could keep you safe. 👑 Times when you get overwhelmed he’ll let you play with his fingers, hold his hand or lean against him until you feel better.

Greedling

👑 The one time that you and Ling were separated he made a decision that affected you both and Greed took control of the body that was supposed to keep you safe, it wasn’t the same as it had been. 👑 Ling basically conned Greed into finding you, he needed to make sure that you were okay while he trusted Lan Fan and Fu to keep you safe, he was sure that you still needed him. 👑 He wasn’t wrong in his absence you had become more jumpy and less trusting, you only really spoke to Lan Fan and never really left whatever safe house they had managed to find. 👑 Greed came straight through the window, no regard for scaring you. 👑 You would have taken his head off had he not been wearing Ling’s face, he tried at first to pass himself off as the man you had been waiting for but you saw right through him, that was when he explained what happened and even gave you a few minutes with Ling. 👑 From there you set up a small deal that allowed you to still see Ling nights to cuddle up and talk or moments of hand holding or quick whisper in your ears. 👑 You ended up getting to know Greed in the time that he spent in Ling’s body and realised that they were very similar, Greed quickly became a stand in for Ling and while they both reacted differently to your affection, they both loved it for different reasons. 👑 Greed was just as protective of you and kept you just as close though he would tell you it was because the prince wouldn’t shut up if he didn’t. 👑 Basically the same relationship but way more teasing.

Back to Ling

👑 Once Ling has his body back he doesn’t let you go for a very long time, he missed being able to touch you and worried that he’d never get to do it of his own free will again. 👑 Apologies for putting you through that and promises that he’ll never do it again. 👑 Kisses you for the first time when you are back in Xing and he is announced as the new emperor. 👑 Never lets you go again, allows you to do whatever you wanted, playing with his hair, fingers or sitting on his lap as you had hushed conversations. 👑 Will dedicate times of the day to you and make sure that no one interrupts you. 👑 Will drop everything if you needed something, if you needed support he was there, hand connected to yours as he encouraged you forward. 👑 No matter what he loves you and supports you no matter what you need, after all I fully believe this man loves giving to whoever he chooses as his. Gifts, time, physical affection it’s all yours for as long as you will have him.

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[mrs-hatake]

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Fandoms:

Jujutsu Kaisen

Naruto (no sasuke)

Demon Slayer (no zenitsu)

Honorable mentions:

Askeladd

Snake (Vinland Saga)

 Chrollo

 Greedling

 Sir Crocodile

Smoker

Sylus (Love and Deepspace)

Masterlist

[antichildeismoving]

fmab kiss headcanons — greed, roy, edward, and olivier

These would take place post-epilogue in an ‘everyone lives/no one dies’ canon. I don’t think they need any content warnings, but if you spot something please let me know and I’ll tag it.

Full disclosure, Greed’s are a little spicier than the rest because I don’t know how to act. They can work for either incarnation, though I had Greedling in mind when I wrote them.

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Greed:

Greed’s kisses are desperate. Hungry. As if your touch is something he can consume.

He’ll dig his fingers into your hips hard enough to make his knuckles blanche, pulling you as close as can be.

Sexual or not, he loves to be touched, and even though he doesn’t need to sleep he’ll lay there beside you every night, clinging to you like a man lost at sea.

It’s in these moments that he feels happy. It’s in these moments he feels human.

Roy:

Roy’s kisses are a means to an end.

He kisses you when he wants to get on your good side, or more often when he wants to shut you up.

It’s playful of course— if you really have something important to say, he’ll always listen. After all, it’s good practice for a future king.

Although he tends to tease you, Roy is astonishingly patient, and his kisses reflect that. They’re slow, deliberate, and sweet.

And maybe even a little fiery too, especially on days when work isn’t going well.

Edward:

Edward’s kisses are chaste.

He’ll press them to the top of your head, the tip of your nose, the line of your jaw— at times they feel more protective than romantic.

There are two reasons for this. The first is that it’s very easy to make Edward flustered.

He’ll blush at any sort of affection, even if it’s just a peck on the cheek.

The second is that Ed has lost a lot of people over the course of his life.

He’d give anything to keep you safe, and little touches remind him that you’re here, alive and breathing.

Olivier:

Olivier’s kisses are a luxury.

Her plush lips are one of the only soft things about her, a stark contrast to her icy personality.

She rarely talks when you’re alone together. It’s almost as if she doesn’t trust her tongue to match the gentleness of her touches.

Instead she’ll hum an affirmation, perhaps place her gloved hand on top of your own.

She’ll let you stroke her blonde curls, looking at you with half lidded eyes.

Just know that she’s always got her guard up, even in these moments

[violetarks]

wearing their clothes

anime: fullmetal alchemist: brotherhood

characters: ed elric, roy mustang, greedling

summary: just taking the chance to use something of theirs.

warnings: afab! reader, she/her pronouns used, Ed's takes place after the anime

↣ ed elric:

"Go shower, Ed." Y/N huffs out, hands on her hips as she raises a brow at the boy, "You're covered in dirt. Again."

He rolls his eyes and grumbles back at her, walking towards the bedroom, "Fine, fine. Why don't you blame the Colonel for that, huh? He was the one who made me and Al walk home after he 'forgot' to pick us up."

"What, did you walk through a sandstorm?" She deadpans, Ed walking passed her and giving her a short kiss on the cheek to greet her. She gives one back in return, hearing the door open. She gestures to the new comer. "Look, Al doesn't even have a spec of dirt on him. Why is it just you?"

Ed looks over his shoulder to his younger brother, who has now entered the house. "That's because he brought his jacket with him. We passed some construction site and they tipped their wheel-barrows on accident near us." He explains as Al puts his shaken out jacket on the hook.

She sighs at that, glancing over to the younger brother who was closing the front door behind them, "You guys walked here from the station?" Alphonse nods his head. That only makes her shake her head at the thought. The station was about an hour's walk from their shared home. Over the years, Mustang, Hawkeye and others from the military had come over to visit, so they should know that. "Jesus, Mustang was be petty sometimes. I'll talk to Hawkeye about it."

Alphonse then mutters out, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, "I supposed Mustang likes to prank us like we're still kids." Y/N shrugs her shoulders at that, playing with the hem of her shirt as she listened to him. "I'm going to go find Winry, see if she needs any help." He waves at Y/N, who does the same back.

"She's in the backyard." Y/N informs Al, who makes his way to the said area.

She then walks off to the bedroom, noticing how Ed was peeling off his clothes. She hummed out, "Your clothes are in the drawer there. I'll go put these in the wash."

Ed mumbles out, collecting two towels, "Thanks, Y/N."

He leans over to her and presses a kiss to her forehead. She replies, "You're welcome."

He offers her a gentle smile before he goes on walking into the bathroom, the water running after a few seconds. That meant he had started showering.

Y/N is putting some things away in their bedroom when she notices the pile of clothes folded neatly on his bedside table. It was the old outfit he used to wear before he and Al got their bodies back. The pretty colour of red against his black shirt and pants. Y/N had always wondered how comfortable it was, since he really never left the house without that red overcoat.

The reason he kept it was because it reminded him of all the things they went through to get their bodies back to how they were before. And to tell him never to mess with life every again.

She looks around, as if someone else would be in their bedroom, to check if the coast was clear. Sneakily, Y/N makes her way over to his side of the bed and places a hand against the red. Soft, it was very soft.

Curiosity gets the better of her and she pulls the overcoat from the pile, slipping her arms through the sleeves and smoothing out the material against her body. It was very warm, strangely enough, considering how he hadn't worn it in ages now. She moves over to the mirror, watching as the coat travels down from her shoulders.

When Ed used to wear it, he made it look like this thing was gigantic. It wasn't. It was just his short stature.

She does a little spin, thinking to herself that she doesn't actually look that bad. Maybe she should ask Ed if she can have it, since he won't be using it.

"Huh? Oh, you look nice."

Y/N immediately turns around, hands holding the split inside of the coat. There, Ed stands with his hair out, a towel wrapped around him and another rubbing against his head to dry it. He gives her a final once-over before sending her a smile. That makes her grow a little nervous.

"You like my old style?" He chuckles, closing the bathroom door and taking out some new clothes.

Y/N retorts, looking back to herself in the mirror as he changes, "Well, I saw it there and got a little curious." She tilts her head at the reflection, pursing her lips a bit. "I now understand why you wore it so often. It's very comfortable."

Ed hums back in response, pulling a t-shirt over his head and throwing the towels onto the bed, "Exactly. Was probably the best thing I've ever gotten for myself." He watches as Y/N gives him a look. "Well, other than having a girlfriend like you. Nothing beats you."

She gives him a cheeky smile before turning back to the mirror. She watches as Ed comes in from behind her, wrapping his arms around her neck and leaning against his girlfriend. "But you do look really good." He states, his wet hair now grazing against her cheek, "You can wear it whenever you like, as long as you don't ruin it. I can't use alchemy to fix that anymore."

"Aw, thank you, Ed." She responds, turning around and wrapping her own arms around his waist, "I'll probably just wear this around the house. 'Cause if I wear it out, people will start mistaking me for the Fullmetal Alchemist."

Ed scoffs at that, tilting his head away a little, "Ha! I doubt it! It's not like they identified me by my coat."

She raises a brow at that. "People would tell Mustang that they saw a 'little red bean running loose around town'." She informs Ed, who widens his eyes and gives a short gasp at the term 'little', "Don't worry, you were still amazing."

He furrows his brows with an annoyed look. "Well all those people would regret callin' me short now, wouldn't they?" He grunts, lifting his chin.

Y/N smiles, leaning towards him and pressing a gentle kiss against his lips. "Mhm, sure." She mumbles out, giving him a few more kisses to take his mind off it, "This jacket the most warm thing on planet earth."

"What about me?" Ed questions, pulling away a little bit, "I thought you liked me hugging you because it kept you warm."

"This jacket is the most warm thing on planet earth." Y/N hums out dreamily, letting her head fall against his shoulder.

"You just repeated yourself." He states.

Y/N only nods her head. "I know."

He deadpans, pulling away and lifting the covers of the bed, "Okay, while you fangirl over that piece of cloth, I'm going to take a nap. Today was hectic." He makes himself comfortable on his side of the bed, looking over to Y/N who is following after. "Are you gonna' sleep with that on?"

She stops her movement for a second before nodding her head. "I told you, it's warm." She states, making herself feel comfortable under the sheets beside Ed, "I'm sure Al will wake up up in time for dinner."

Ed extends his arms to her. "Come here." He sighs out, signalling her forward. Y/N shuffles her way into her spot, feeling Ed wrap his arms around her shoulders to keep her close. "Now you can be warm with me and my jacket."

She chuckles back, nuzzling her face into his neck, "Perfect was to fall asleep."

↣ roy mustang:

A night out with his unit was all that was needed to make Mustang tired. All the yelling and laughing and drinking (which he did responsibly, he was driving home for himself), it made him drained, especially since it was the first time he's gone out for a while.

He shuts the door of his apartment, putting the keys on the holder as he took off his shoes. He called out, "I'm home. Sorry it took long, Havoc needed a ride home. Shit, he's a handful when he's drunk."

Y/N shouts from the living room, "Hey, Roy, did you have fun at Falman's get-together?" She gets a grunt in response, making her smile. "Aw, that's good. I wished him a happy birthday this morning, he said you guys had a surprise and that he was nervous. Oh, and Riza called earlier and said you guys didn't eat dinner, because you were too busy making fun of Falman, so there's some food on the table. Make sure you clean up after yourself."

Roy smiles at her caring nature, stifling a yawn before he gives her a quick kiss on the top of her head. "Thank you, sweetheart." He hums, moving to the kitchen. He sees his favourite on the table, which makes him only appreciate her more. He takes a fork. "So, what did you do tonight? Have Catalina and Ross over?"

He begins to eat, holding the plate as he leans against the wide frame of the kitchen entrance. From there, he watches as Y/N shakes her head. She waves some papers in the air. "I have some things I need to look over before giving them to Hughes." She claims, "Due tomorrow morning."

Roy frowns a little. "Thought you finished all your work?" He says.

"He forgot to mention it to me that he needed these tomorrow, when it was supposed to be on Wednesday." She informs her boyfriend, sipping from her glass, "You could guess what he was talking about instead."

"No, don't say anything." He grunts, holding up a hand. He hears her chuckle before he swallows his food in his mouth.

"How was the mini party anyway?" Y/N questions, playing with the rim of her glass as she read through the reports in her hands, "When I talked about it to Breda, he said you guys were going all out tonight. How fitting for Falman, huh?"

The sarcasm in her tone makes Roy smile a bit more. "Oh, it was just great. Fuery got drunk after two beers, the Lieutenant won at darts when Breda made a bet with her, Havoc got rejected by the same girl three times because he thought they were different people. God, Falman was practically begging the owners of the bar to kick us out." When he says that, it emits a chortle from Y/N. He feels his heart flutter a bit.

"The Mustang Unit is freaking crazy." She gasps out, shaking her head, "Kind of fitting, considering that you're the Commander."

Roy finds himself rolling his eyes at the quip before he shivers. "Jesus, it's cold tonight. Even in here." He chatters, rubbing his shoulder a little, "You have the heater on?" She nods her head in response. Roy then moves over towards her, standing behind her spot on the couch. He places his free hand against her cheek. "Damn, you're freezing, Y/N. And you're sure the heater is actually on?"

"Mm. Too busy." She claims, looking over her shoulder and gesturing him to lean down a little. Once he does, Y/N presses her lips to his cheek, a sweet and short kiss. "Now, go shower and change. You smell like Havoc's cigarettes and Falman's stress."

She pushes gently against his chest, making him smile. Roy goes to stand up, but when he takes one final glance at her, he stops. Y/N, after marking off some aspects of the documents, notices his presence. She looks over to him. "You okay, honey?"

"... Is that my uniform?" He questions, monotone voice as he points to her lap.

"Huh? Oh, yeah it is." She retorts, pulling his State Military uniform over her lap once more. It was just his overcoat, used as a blanket. "I was really cold before and you left your uniform on the couch here. Too lazy to go off and get a sweater, so I used this. Is... that okay?"

Before she gets an answer, Roy is moving around the couch and stopping beside her. He steals the papers from her hands and on the cushions, to put them on the coffee table out in front of them both. Y/N raises a brow at him, about to question why he was interrupted her work. But then Roy Mustang throws himself over her, nearly tackling his lover to the ground if it weren't for the couch stopping that.

"Roy!" She gasps out, feeling his arms tighten around her body as he moves his face further into her neck, "Geez, what's gotten into you?"

He mutters against her, a smile dawning on his lips, "You look really good in my clothes."

She retorts, rolling her eyes and getting more comfortable in her spot, "Roy, I'm not even wearing it. Just using it like a blanket."

Roy feels himself getting more and more relaxed from the night, having Y/N run her fingers smoothly through his hair. "Same thing, you still look nice." He claims, turning his head to the side to see her smiling for herself, "So beautiful."

Y/N deadpans, stopping her movements once she wraps her other arm around his shoulders, "We wear the same exact uniform. You see me in that blue every day."

He whines a little, a product of being kind of tired, "But it's different because it's mine, y'know?" He peers an eye open to her, and notices that she's already looking back at him. "Look all pretty in my stuff."

She sighs out, patting his shoulders, "That's sweet of you to say."

He lifts himself up onto his elbows, admiring her once more with his jacket laid over her body. She was still wearing a t-shirt and pants, but all he could think about was the fact that she had even thought about using his things. That she believed they were close enough to do so. He brushes his thumb against her cheek, which makes her lean into his touch.

That's when he leans down towards her and begins to pepper kisses all over her face. It starts off with a bunch against her cheeks, and then her nose and finally, her lips. Roy seemingly spends a little more time there, relishing on how warm she was compared to how cold she claimed to be.

Or maybe it was the fact that he's fallen so much more in love with her, that he's feeling that warmth.

Y/N holds his cheek as he pulls away, admiring his beauty once again. "Pretty." She mumbles to herself, making the man in front of her blush a little, "Very pretty."

Roy closes his eyes with a grin before holding her hand in place, pressing a light kiss against her palm. How romantic of him, such a beautiful gesture.

"I have the weekend off." Roy informs Y/N, knocking her out of her trance.

She raises a brow at the statement though. "Huh, coincidentally the same weekend that I have to go to East City to hand in some reports." She says, making Roy shrug his shoulders. This man used his power is such ways that Hawkeye would definitely lecture him for. "You big baby, can't handle a few days without me, huh?"

Roy groans, digging his face into her shoulder again, "Hey, I did this for you too. Imagine how bored you would be getting accompanied by Armstrong, all alone."

Y/N laughs at that, kissing his forehead once and closing her eyes, "Oh, how thoughtful of you, my dear boyfriend."

"I know, right?" He hums, enjoying all the attention he was currently receiving from her, "Aren't I the best boyfriend?"

"Whatever you say, Roy." She mutters out, beginning to sit up. The overcoat falls off her chest and onto her lap as Roy also brings himself up from the couch.

He takes hold of the uniform. "And think about all the clothes of mine you could use on this trip." He says, using a voice to try and appeal to her. It was easy to notice that he's changed ever since Y/N used the jacket as a warm blanket. Now, he wanted her to use his things more often. "I'll ever bring over that sweater you like."

Y/N gently shakes her head at his antics, fixing the pile of papers on the coffee table before pulling him up to his feet. "Alright, Roy, go and shower. You seriously need to tell Havoc to lay off the cigarettes." She sighs out, pushing him towards the bedroom.

He walks over to the bathroom, but points to the dresser before he closes the door. "My shirts are in the top drawer!" He calls out.

She only closes her eyes with a slow inhale and exhale. But nevertheless, grabs a shirt of Roy's to change into.

↣ greedling:

"You better not ruin it more." Greed orders, pulling off his overcoat and handing it to Y/N in front of him, "If I have to wear the prince's clothes, I'll kill you."

Y/N rolls her eyes, walking over to the couch where her sewing kit sat. "You always say that and never mean it, Greed." She huffs, setting herself down and looking the cuts made through it. She turns her head to see over her shoulder, Greed examining his own injuries and healing them himself. "You planning on staying? It would be nice to talk to Ling instead of you for a change."

Greed clicks his tongue, crossing his arms over his chest. "Out of everyone, why did he have to choose you?" He mumbles to himself, walking to the kitchen, "Hungry. You better be finished by the time I'm done eating."

She gives a wave of her hand as he goes into the kitchen.

Y/N had stuck with Ling for a long time now. Her family had worked under the clan he was partly from, and became one of his most trusted and a childhood friend. He loved her dearly and the two were already in a relationship, and once Greed had become one with the royal, it posed a bit of an obstacle. The Homunculus hated Y/N since Ling always wanted to be near her, and she hated him because he took her boyfriend away from her.

But she learned to care for the two of them equally. He was now a part of Ling's life, and he worked hard for this. She couldn't ask him to get rid of his goal.

'Be nice to Y/N, Greed', Ling argues with the entity inside of him, arms crossed over his chest, 'She's being generous enough to help you after ruining your clothes.'

'Oh please, you just like her because she's hot', Greed retorts as he pours himself some juice.

'If you're going to call my girlfriend 'hot', you might as well say it to her face. She thinks you despise her.' Ling sighs, shaking his head with a disappointed look. Greed could be so uncompliant, much like the Fullmetal Alchemist himself. It would annoy him a little, if he was being honest. 'And don't say that Y/N is just her looks. She's got more personality that you'll ever dream of having.'

'That's for damn sure.' Greed sighs to himself.

'I love Y/N because she's amazing, Greed,' Ling huffs out in retaliation.

'Didn't you say you fell in love with her when she paid your tab for the first time?' Greed deadpans, sipping from his glass before washing off the enemy's blood from his arms.

'That shows that she always thinks of others,' Ling says proudly, lifting his chin.

'It shows that you never want to pay for yourself,' Greed retorts.

'Okay, you're too mean to her,' Ling states, standing up in his spot in their 'waiting room', 'My turn to see my girlfriend.'

One of the things he disliked about having Greed share the same body as him. The fact that he can't exactly control what Greed says to anybody. Especially to Y/N, which made him upset. He'd apologise profusely for all the entity said to his girlfriend when he got control of his body again. She'd always say she knew that it wasn't him, and that Greed is just mean to everyone.

Greed reluctantly agrees, because he knows that if he doesn't, Ling will be arguing and whining about it for the rest of the day. The two switch, a small smile dawning on Ling's lips as he finishes off wiping the blood off of him.

He hums out loud, "Knew that Greed could be a little generous."

Greed shakes his head. 'It's like you don't know the meaning of my name, idiot'.

Ling turns the corner of the kitchen, back into the living room, to see Y/N standing there. He hasn't been around her like this since yesterday, since Greed wanted to do all the fighting for the meantime. So seeing Y/N there was a relief.

He begins to walk over but notices the article of clothing she's wearing over her shoulders, arms slipped through the sleeves. Y/N stands there, hands in the pockets as she looked down at herself. It was comfortable, something she hadn't expected. Pretty easy to fix up all the holes as well, so it didn't take too long.

She can feel herself feel better, hugging herself a little bit. "Warm..." She mumbles to herself.

And Y/N jumps when she feels his arms go around her. She stands up straighter, feeling her neck heat up. "H—Hey, Greed—" She begins before Ling props his chin on her shoulder.

He gives her a wide smile. "My, my, don't you look all pretty in my clothes?" He chuckles, hugging her tightly from behind. She turns her head a little to him and watches him give her another grin. "Maybe I should just give it to you."

'Not a chance', Greed huffs in annoyance.

"I, um... Was just trying to see if there were any other holes in the jacket." She claims, beginning to peel the clothing off as she begins to get embarrassed.

"What? No!" Ling whines, pulling away and turning her around. He holds her face in his own hands, squishing her cheeks together a little bit. "You look so cute! Even Greed agrees with me!"

'Huh? Who said that?' Greed grumbles out, sounding irritated by the false statement.

She gives him a little smile before leaning forward, pressing her lips against her boyfriend's ones for a few times. She hums, arms wrapped around his neck, "If only Greed was that nice. He'd probably tell me I look like trash."

"Oh? Then why don't we ask?" Ling questions. She's about to ask about it before he leans into her, giving another sweet kiss to her. Her eyes are closed as she holds on tightly. But that's cut off when he pulls away, clicking his tongue. "Damn idiot switches at the dumbest of times."

She opens her eyes, meeting the scowl of Greed that she knew too well. She scrunches the material on his shoulders before sighing, "Ling, you're unbearable at times. Lucky I love you."

'Aw, she's so sweet. Now, tell her that she's pretty, Greed', Ling tells him, wearing a proud smile, 'Come on, I know you wanna'.'

Greed only rolls his eyes, hands gripping onto Y/N's waist a little tighter. She raises her brows a little at that, holding some more on his shoulders. He then grunts, eyes averted to the side, "You don't look that bad, I guess."

She blinks at him.

"I mean, anyone can pull off a black jacket." He claims, rolling his eyes.

Y/N takes a moment to comprehend the fact that he's complimenting her. But then, she smiles and hugs him, making him roll his eyes once more, returning the gesture because Ling is ordering him to do so.

"Thank you, Greed." She mumbles into his shoulder, "And thank you, Ling. Always knew you could whip this guy into shape." She feels Greed give her a little pinch to her waist. "But seriously, it's nice to have a quiet moment. No fighting or anything. I'm stealing this whenever I want, by the way."

Greed gives an annoyed grunt as Ling talks about how cute she was, "You're welcome, you brat."

'Don't call her that.' Ling says to him.

'I call her what I want.' Greed responds to that, looking that least bit proud of himself.

'No, be nice to my girlfriend.'

'Isn't she technically our girlfriend now?'

'I thought you don't share, Greed.' Ling inquires, tilting his head to the side.

Greed finds himself hugging a little tighter to Y/N. 'I'll make an exception.'

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Day 12: Blindfolds

Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist.

Character: Greed.

You should have know better when it came to Greed, the man would go off when you mentioned trying something about sex, he wanted to try a little of everything when it came to bedroom actives.

But being blind folded, this was something new. Something he’s been wanting to try with you for a while now.

“Look how good you look for me y/n…pretty little thing you are. Now while I rather you be wearing my shit I can’t help but good you look with your eyes covered.”

You felt his hand run up your thighs, until his hand pined your hips to the bed. His lips on yours, his tongue sliding past your lips as you arched into him wanting to feel anything. You started to squirm feeling his other hand trail your inner thigh. You wanted to pull the blindfold away, you to see what he was doing.

Breaking the kiss, Greed couldn’t help but let out a growl as you started to pant. His finger brushed your center, while parry of him was pleased to feel how wet you were he wanted more, he wanted to taste you.His hand now moving to your neck as his lips trailed down your chest, his tongue swirling around your nipple. His dick getting hard hearing your breath hitch and god he wanted to see your expression though he could always deal with that later.

Kissing down your stomach a smirk formed on the man’s face seeing how wet you were. His tongue gliding across your clit, a sharp cry leaving your lips.Your chest heaving as his tongue dove deeper into your warmth. You wanted to see him, you watched to watch him. His name falling on your lips as you bucked against his mouth.

Hearing you call his name, hearing your cries and whimpers, he could do this all night and he fully intended on making you come undone on his tongue over and over again.

[multifandoms27-blog]

hey there! i love your stuff, so can i get an order of Greed x Ling x Y/N in a poly ship? -in separate bodies- NSFW please, and basically how they would be in a relationship with you :3 you can also throw a side of fluff in there too if ya want :)

OMG THANK YOU, AND YES YES YES I CAN!!!! Thank you for requesting this!!! I've been waiting to write something like this >:3

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Content: GN reader!

Warnings: Biting, but thats it

Notes: Below is my art!! Please ask and give me credit if you plan to use it!

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HEHEHHE this is my FMA dream.........

Ling is a very sweet, compassionate lover, but he knows 0 boundaries (unless you voice them ofc)

He talks 24/7, about literally anything at any time

Multiple late nights where he's just talking and talking and talking

Greed fucking HATES it late at night, he's trying to sleep, shut up! >:(

Ling is a bottomless pit, and he's not very picky with food. No matter if you eat anything, are picky yourself (like me huehue), vegan, vegetarian, on a diet, etc. he'll just eat whatever you don't

He loves holding your hand in crowds, fearing that he'll lose you if he doesn't (also gives him an excuse to hold your hand lol)

Always fights with Greed over who gets to sit next to you at dinner, so now you have to sit in the middle

Always fights with Greed over who gets to sleep next to you, cuddle you, or lay with you on movie nights. Now you have to be sandwiched between them or a fight's gonna break out

Ling will definitely spoon-feed you if you wanna try something on his plate

A SNORER!!!

When he sleeps, he's squeezing you so tight and places his head snug in the crook of your neck, or on your tummy, or chest while he snores away. Greed throws pillows at him, he doesn't get much sleep with Ling. Good thing he doesn't need it

Now, Greed is a blunt, teasing and intense lover

He'll freely kiss you in public, pushing you against the wall and then pulling away right before it gets steamy with a teasing grin on his face

Greed bites when he wants attention. He's a very physical lover, so whenever Ling is talking to you and Greed wants your attention, he'll slowly peel back your shirt to expose your shoulder before biting down. Sometimes he doesn't have the patience for that and bites you through your shirt

Truly a feral man

He loves having your back to his chest. Makes him feel all powerful

Although he likes switching to Ling's position, where his face is in your neck, tummy or chest

Greed mainly loves meat. Have you seen those sharp teeth? 0///0

Greed is also a picky eater. Whatever he doesn't eat he gives to Ling

Greed isn't very good at sharing, so it's a process for him to share with the Xingese Prince

While Ling holds your hand, Greed has his hand on your hip, waist or shoulder

Greed is quiet most of the time, but when he does pipe up, he's teasing either you or Ling

Greed also loves giving you forehead kisses. I dunno why, he just does

When the two of them are jealous, Ling will refer to you as "ours" while Greed refers to you as "mine"

Ling and Greed have a little thing they love to do, where they both kiss each of your cheeks, effectively trapping you in a love sandwich

Ling and Greed talk through movies and shows. It might get annoying if you don't tell them to cut it out

Greed never offers you his food. You wanna try someting? Get it yourself -_-

Ling will say "I love you!" excitedly like a puppy

Greed will say "I love you...'n stuff..." like a grumpy cat, but lights up when you say it back

Overall, Ling is the respectable boy while Greed is the handsy boy. You've gotten yourself in quite a twist, (Y/n)!

[minruko]

𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓.

EDWARD ELRIC

depressed s/o | hcs

helping him with his automail | hcs

dealing with his s/o’s death | hcs

ALPHONSE ELRIC

arguing with his s/o | hcs

ROY MUSTANG

crushing on a black!nurse | drabble

who the fuck are you | drabble

JEAN HAVOC

push and pull. | drabble

GREED/GREEDLING

relationship with greed | hcs

being protective with his s/o | hcs

LING YAO

convincing his s/o to come with him to xing | drabble

[xenia-cenia]

Hi!! I saw that you do FMA, but are you okay with FMAB? If so, could I request Greedling x reader?

Aaa thank you for sending me this!! I meant to put FMAB and never noticed it says FMA. 

Also its been a hot second since I’ve watched FMAB so im really sorry if this is off! Very sorry that they’re pretty short!!

Slight (implied) yandere TW 

+jealousy, protectiveness, love language 

-does he get jealous?

-yes its literally in his name

-however he does not feel ‘envy’ he feels ‘jealousy’

-he knows you’re his and is quick to flaunt this fact to anybody who tries to engage in conversation with him

-but still he wants more

-he wants to be the only person who can make you smile (that smile that always brings him to his knees)

-really he just wants you to be with him and him alone

-even if he gets that you both know he’ll always want more

-he is Greed for a reason

-however Ling and Greed are, at their cores, two seperate beings

-they may work together and inhabit the same body

-Ling can temper his greed

-he can hold off his jealousy

-GreedLing is still jealous

-but it’s not as bad as if you were dating Greed 

-so thats a win? i guess?

-Ling pre-Greedling is incredibly protective

-he hides it with a carefree demeanor but its still there

-GreedLing is even more protective

-part of it is the Greed aspect

-but mostly it stems from his fear

-of Father

-of humans

-he is scared

-he wants that light in your eyes (a light that fuels his heart, he thinks) to shine bright

-he doesn’t care what he has to sacrifice 

-as long as your laugh stays in his ears

-hes fully head over heels for you

-when you hold his hand

-for a second

-barely a second

-he realizes that theres nothing he wants more than to stay like this

-to stay with You

-GreedLing loves receiving gifts and physical touch

-he prefers big expensive gifts but sentimental gifts always makes his lip quiver

-gives a lot of words of affirmation

-also quality time

-he loves you <3

[fairy-writes]

1600 Followers Event!

Hello everyone! While it wasn’t that long ago that we celebrated 1500, here we are at 1600! Thank you all so much for supporting my silly little blog with my silly little writing! Here’s to hopefully many more!

Anyway! Onto the event! I’m doing a thing where I’ll write a little reader-insert thing (ranging from drabbles to full-on one-shots) based on a character and a prompt that you send me! I have a list of 20 angsty dialogue prompts for you to choose from!

So pick one and a character from one of the fandoms listed, and I’ll write a little blurb or a one-shot based on the request! 

Just be warned: I will cross off the prompt once it’s chosen TWICE. That way, I won’t have a million requests for the same prompt. 

The event will be open for two weeks starting August 13th and will run to August 25th!

The Rules Are: 

All orders are written as character x reader!

Everything is gender neutral reader unless specifically stated otherwise (e.g., you request a female reader)

TWO REQUESTS PER PERSON

Please send them in separately so I can keep track of everything!

Any orders that do not follow the rules will be deleted. 

All requests will be tagged under #fairy1.6kfollowers

Prompts:

“I loved you first.” (1/2)

“I was alone.” (0/2)

“I should have been there.” (0/2)

“Don’t leave me. Please.” (1/2)

“I wanted you to fight for me.” (0/2)

“You meant nothing to me.” (1/2)

“Keep breathing, you’re doing great.” (1/2)

“You know, they say crying has all these health benefits.” (1/2)

“Oh, excuse me for freaking out. I only thought you were dead!”

“I can’t find a pulse!” (0/2)

“No, don’t go to sleep. Hey! Eyes open!” (1/2)

“Can you please come and get me?” (1/2)

“Because nobody cares about me!” (0/2)

“You don’t need to do this!” (1/2)

“I thought you were my friend!” (1/2)

“I’m tired… So so tired.” (1/2)

“You don’t have to fight anymore!” (0/2)

“Tell me to stay, and I will be here for as long as you'll have me.” (1/2)

“It’s funny. Nowadays, people always expect a gun, but never a knife.” (1/2)

“Tell me, my Dear, can a heart still be broken even when it stopped beating?” (from The Corpse Bride) (1/2)

I Will Write for the Following People: 

Arcane: League of Legends: Viktor, Silco, Jayce Talis, Vander

Bungou Stray Dogs: Nakajima Atsushi, Nakahara Chuuya, Dazai Osamu, Kunikida Doppo, Fukuzawa Yukichi, Saigiku Jouno, Suehiro Tecchou

The Case Study of Vanitas: Vanitas, Noé Archiviste, Roland Fortise

Demon Slayer: All the Hashira, Akaza, Kokushibo, Douma, Kamado Tanjiro (aged up), Agatsuma Zenitsu (aged up), Hashibira Inosuke (aged up)

Doctor Who: The Doctor (9th, 10th, 11th, 12th), Jack Harkness

Fullmetal Alchemist: Roy Mustang, Greed (not Greedling), Alex Louis Armstrong, Edward Elric (post-FMAB), Alphonse Elric (post-FMAB), Ling Yao (post-FMAB)

Grimm (NBC): Nick Burkhardt, Hank Griffin, Sean Renard, Drew Wu, Monroe

Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Toji, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento, Itadori Yuuji (aged up), Fushiguro Megumi (aged up)

Kaiju No. 8: Hibino Kafka, Ichikawa Reno, Hoshina Soshiro, Narumi Gen, Furuhashi Iharu

Moriarty the Patriot: William James Moriarty, Albert James Moriarty, Louis James Moriarty, Sherlock Holmes, Mycroft Holmes, Fred Porlock, Sebastian Moran, James Bonde

Tokyo Ghoul: Uta, Kaneki Ken, Kirishima Touka, Kirishima Ayato (re: age), Nishio Nishiki, Tsukiyama Shuu

Trigun Stampede: Vash the Stampede, Nicholas D. Wolfwood, Millions Knives

[im-just-a-simp-le-whore]

An idea

A greedling! X reader where reader was with og greed to start

And after Greed gets yeeted by father, reader slowly starts falling for Ling

And then when greedling happens, reader just falls hard for both of them

[oneisallallisone]

All I Know, All I Know Greedling x Reader fic Chapter 9

In a land ruled by alchemy, there are some who would call you a sorcerer. You intend to understand what this means. Along your journey you end up getting mixed up with two strange brothers, a military conspiracy, a potentially world-ending event, and the avarice of something more than human.

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Chapter 1

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All I Know, All I Know

Chapter 9: Amestrian Food Isn’t That Great Anyway

“Ling, you’re kidding.” You were almost laughing. “They found you on the side of the road?” 

The young lord took a bite of his drumstick, talking with his mouth full, “Yup! I probably would have starved to death if the Elrics hadn’t found me!” 

“Wow, some prince,” you said with a teasing smirk.

“Oh, I’m sure it wouldn’t have been that bad,” Winry said, twirling her noodles. “Your attendant would have found you eventually. Don’t think I haven’t noticed her following us all afternoon.” 

The shadows were long and the sunset was red as the three of you sat at an outdoor cafe in downtown Central. You had wandered around the city for a while, looking for a good place to eat, and upon Winry’s words you also recalled seeing a masked shadow move out of the corner of your eye every now and then. 

“Why doesn’t your attendant sit with us?” you asked. 

Ling shrugged. “Lan Fan doesn’t like to be seen interacting with me in public.”

“Ouch.” 

“Oh, no, it’s not like that! It’s just safer for both of us if she keeps her distance. Unless she’s coming to my defense, that is. 

“Well, I’m going to get some to-go for her,” Winry said, pushing her chair back. “What does she like?” 

“She’s not big on Amestrian food…” Ling said. “I’d have to see the menu again. You know what, I’ll just come with you.” 

The two of them stood up from the table, and you were left alone with other peoples’ chatter filling the air, and the soft, red light of the setting sun starting to fade. Street lights flickered to life one by one. 

Your thoughts drifted to Alphonse. You knew he had his reasons for asking you to stay behind, but if something happened to him and you weren’t there…

A weight filled your chest. You started to wonder if maybe you should have been more persistent on going with him. 

“What’s with the long face?”

You looked up. It was Winry, her gentle eyes full of concern. 

“Just…worried about Alphonse, is all.” 

The mechanic sat down across from you and put a hand on your arm. Her brow crinkled. “Yeah, me too. But we have to believe he’ll come back safely.” 

“Do you think I should have gone with him?” 

Winry shrugged. “I don’t know. But I do think it’s a good thing that you’re here, too.” 

You dropped your eyes from her gaze. 

Winry reached out to cup your cheek. “Hey, cheer up! Your pouty face is going to make me sad.” 

“I’ll do my best,” you sighed. “Hey, where’s Ling?” 

“Oh. He’s still inside. Taking way too long. And it looked like you were feeling a little bit off, so I figured I could come back and keep you company.” 

You allowed yourself a soft smile. “Thank you, Winry. You really are one of the kindest people I’ve met since coming to Amestris.” 

Winry smiled back. 

It wasn’t a way she had ever smiled at you before. 

“(y/n)!” Ling’s cry split the air. 

Had Winry’s teeth always been that sharp? 

“Get back! That’s not Winry!” 

Your heart fell to your stomach. Winry’s odd smile twisted even more. Red crackles of energy filled the air as the person—the creature—started to transform into someone else. 

Your eyes widened. 

Before you could jerk away, the once gentle hand on your cheek moved violently to your hair. As the creature’s transformation stopped, you could see that it was one of the people from the Fifth Laboratory, one of the people that Ed called “homunculi”—it was the one with hair that hung down in strands, who had eyes of the darkest purple. 

“Envy,” you breathed. 

“Nice to see you again, koldun.” Envy’s fist in your hair tightened, and they slammed your head onto the table. 

You were vaguely aware of people gasping behind you. You were also vaguely aware of the sound of someone running towards you. Aside from that, all you knew was that the world was spinning. 

“Let’s say you and I get even, hm?” Envy snarled above you. 

“Get away from them!” 

Was that…Ling? He sounded so far away. Envy sounded far too, but Ling must have been off by miles. 

You felt your power surge. It was involuntary, in time with your breath and the spots that danced in your vision. Your palm lay upturned on the table, and a wave of purple energy burst from it. 

Envy jumped back. 

You felt hands on your shoulders pulling you up. “(y/n)? (y/n) are you alright?” 

Winry. The real Winry. She pulled you from your chair, keeping an arm around you as she led you away from the table. 

“I’m fine,” you mumbled. “Just dizzy.” You felt a bit of blood trickling from your forehead and into your eye. 

It was then that you saw Ling standing in front of you and Winry. He pointed his sword at Envy. “You must not be human,” his voice, low and accusatory, was more serious than you had believed him capable of. “What are you?” 

Envy turned up their nose at the prince. “Why? Who’s asking?” 

Envy lunged at Ling, but Ling sidestepped the homunculus and tripped them with a quick extension of his leg. “Just a curious traveler.” 

You could hear the smirk in Ling’s voice. 

“Say,” Envy said, picking themself up from the ground, “You wouldn’t happen to know the pipsqueak, would you? Seems like you already know his sorcerer friend.” 

Before Ling could answer, you broke away from Winry’s grasp and put yourself between the prince and the homunculus. The world was still off-center, and more blood had leaked into your vision, but you concentrated your energy around your fist and struck Envy with a punch backed by your power. Their jaw cracked and they went staggering backwards. 

“Leave him out of this,” you demanded through gritted teeth. 

Ling turned to you. “Sorcerer?” 

By this point, the other patrons of the outdoor cafe had scattered. Good, you thought. No need to hold back as much. 

You flexed your hand and a sphere of energy started to take shape. The next time Envy lunged at you or Ling, you would be ready. 

“Whoa!” Ling shouted. “(y/n), that’s amazing! How are you doing that?” 

“I wish I knew.” 

Envy saw the energy gathering in your hand and narrowed their eyes. “Oh? So you don’t know where your power comes from?” 

You squared your jaw. Admitting anything to Envy was the last thing you wanted to do.  

But even still, your silence was telling. 

“Wow, what a waste.” Envy shrugged. “Imagine all that you could be if you did understand your power. Such lost potential.” 

“Shut up!” As you yelled, your power surged from your palm and sprung towards Envy. The homunculus twisted out of the way. 

“Struck a nerve have I?” 

You hurled more violet energy at them. Sure, you were angry, but more than that you felt humiliated. You were a pinnacle of magic and might; how could Envy see right through you? 

“(y/n),” Ling said. His voice was harsh, but not in a way that was meant to be mean. Only to catch your attention. “Something’s wrong.” 

“You think?” 

Ling put a hand on your shoulder, stopping you from throwing more magic at Envy. “Not just with…them. It’s Lan Fan. She’s not here.” 

You wiped some blood out of your eye and the realization of Lan Fan’s absence settled into your blood like ice. Ling had put himself in harm’s way, she should be here… 

It was then that you heard a crash behind you. 

You turned to see Lan Fan, her mask on and her hood up, lying between two halves of a broken table. A huge, bulbous creature lumbered towards her. Lan Fan jumped to her feet and brandished a kunai in each hand. When the creature charged her, its tongue spilled out of its mouth and you could see that it had the same tattoo that Envy did. The tattoo also shared with the one called Lust. 

Ling sprung forward immediately. “I’ll help Lan Fan, you deal with that one!” 

You turned to face Envy again. “What is it you want? Revenge for the Laboratory incident? If it was, you would have brought your other friend with you, and not…that one.”   

“Very clever,” Envy said, daring to step closer to you. “I’m sure Lust would have loved to be here, but she’s off dealing with that pesky suit of armor and the Flame Colonel.” 

The words felt like a slap, but you allowed no emotion to show on your face. “What is it you want?” you repeated. 

“What I want, dear koldun,” Envy took another step forward, “Is to see what you can do.”

[deeplyinlovewithanime]

Fullmetal Alchemist Master List

Ling X Reader

My Future Queen 1, 2, 3, 4

Greedling X Reader

[antichildeismoving]

greedling/gn reader sfw

as promised, greed content! this is definitely a work in progress (as are most things on here) and is a character study more than anything bc i've never written greed before.

Whenever Ling fell asleep (which was often), Greed felt very alone in his own body. At first he’d been content to wander the dark streets of the city, but that got old fast. So he took to lounging around the hotel room, flipping through the notes that the Elrics had left for Ling to read.

Tonight was different though. Tonight you’d fallen asleep on Ling’s lap, and, by extension, Greed’s lap as well.

“What do I do?” he’d asked Ling, retreating into his mind to try and shake the prince awake. “If I move they’ll wake up.”

“Then don’t move,” said Ling, not bothering to open his eyes. “Why don’t you try sleeping?”

“Ugh, you’re useless!” said Greed, and then immediately felt guilty. “Well, not totally useless, but pretty damn close.”

Ling smiled almost imperceptibly. “You’ll be fine, Greed.”

And with that, the prince went back to sleep. Groaning in frustration, Greed paced back and forth a few times before flitting back to the front of his mind. You were still there, completely relaxed, curled on your side so that your hair fell to frame your face. He reached down without thinking, tucking a lock behind your ear.

To his horror you stirred, sitting up and yawning. “Sorry Ling. Must’ve drifted off.”

For a moment, Greed didn’t open his mouth. His interactions with you had been limited, since by the time he’d arrived you were already a firm friend of the prince. He tended to let Ling take over whenever you were around, but now faced with the prospect of being alone with you, Greed found himself wishing he could retreat to the safety of his own mind.

You looked at him expectantly and he realized with a jolt that you were waiting for a response. Should he pretend to be Ling? No, that would never work. Ed claimed he couldn’t tell the two of them apart, but Greed was 99% sure the boy did it just to fuck with him.

Clearing his throat, he shifted his gaze to the carpet. “It’s Greed. The prince is asleep right now.”

Eyes widening, you shifted away from him on the couch. “Oh my god I’m so sorry. I had no idea you’d switched over! How long was I out for?”

“Not long. Fifteen minutes maybe?” His voice sounded flatter than he’d meant and he cringed internally. “It’s fine though.”

[universal-imagines]

☾ a distant memory

fandom: fullmetal alchemist pairing: greeling x reader word count: 837 synopsis: the reader bumps into greed again after several years, but he looks different...

a/n: this is a birthday present i wrote for a friend almost 3 months ago. i didn’t have anywhere to post it before, but now i do! hope you guys enjoy!

please do not use any of my works, in any shape or form, without permission.

You didn’t need the nose or sixth sense of a human chimera to recognize the man walking on the other side of the street. Appearance-wise he was an entirely different person, but his every move offered clues of who he used to be. From the way he walked and moved, to the way he talked and laughed. Not to mention the odd formed group of guys that followed him. They were no doubt his new lackeys.

It’d been years since you last laid eyes on him, let alone spoken to him, but old emotions bubbled to the surface in an instant. Memories clouded your mind and caused a turmoil. At first, you were elated to see the man from your past, albeit assuming a different identity, but the more you thought about it, the less there was something to be happy about. He’d lied to you countless times and even after supposedly telling you the truth, he disappeared without a trace.

Wiping away the warm tears from your cheeks, you balled up your fists, stuffed them in the pockets of your jacket, and followed him. After about 20 minutes he led you to a pub in the darker parts of the city. You debated for what felt like another 20 minutes, in reality only 2, whether to walk in or not, but the anger running through your veins at that moment forced you past the door.

Even though you’d kept your distance while tailing him and no one in his group had given any signs of spotting you, something in the back of your head made you think he’d be waiting for you to enter. But when you opened the door, only the warmth of the pub and murmur of conversations greeted you. In a mixture of relief and disappointment, you made your way over to the bar. You could feel more than one set of eyes on you, but you kept yours on the barkeeper. If any of those eyes belonged to him, you were sure you’d know soon enough. So you continued on your way and ordered your favorite drink.

As if on cue, the owner of the suave personality you’d learned to hate propped his arm on the counter, right next to you. “A sweet drink for a sweet woman?”

The voice was different too, but there was no mistaking the confidence that still oozed through the words.

“Perhaps, or perhaps I need something to contrast my personality.” For the first time that day, you made eye contact with him. It was like the world stopped for a moment. He might be in a different body, but those were definitely the same eyes. Still, you kept a straight face, waiting for him to break first.

“Oh? I like women with a little attitude too.” His smirk used to be charming, but it made your blood boil at the moment.

“But I don’t like you.” You clicked your tongue, turning back to your drink and taking a sip.

“Have we met before?”

It was supposed to be a joke, he had no clue who you were, he didn’t remember you, but you didn’t know that.

“Are you really going to act stupid?” Your voice caused all conversations in the room to cease immediately. “I know it’s been a while, but even with your new look, which I can’t explain… I still recognize you. Are you telling me I was so insignificant that you forgot me already? I guess when your immortal people just come and go, huh?”

Setting the glass down, which you’d been gripping so hard the tips of your fingers were white, you stood up from your stool and began to head for the door.

“Look…” his voice interrupted the silence. “I have no clue who you are. I can assure you, we’ve never met.”

Your fists were balled up again when you turned to face him once more. “So you’re going to tell me you’re not Greed, the Avaricious? The way you talk and carry yourself is the same for crying out loud. You even have a new group!” The surprise on his face only fueled your anger. “Fine! Act like you don’t know me. It’s probably for the best.”

“You must have known the previous Greed. You could say I have a new host. But I’ll gladly take you back.”

A forced laugh got stuck in your throat. “I’d say go to hell, but that’s too good for you.” The lump in your throat kept you from speaking for a bit, but after forcing it down you looked him straight in the eye. “You know, you once told me there was nothing in this world you wanted more than me. That you’d actually give everything up just to have me. And like an idiot, I believed you. So I guess I deserve this… But despite it all, I hope you finally find something to fill that void of yours.” With that, you headed for the door and never looked back again.

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