#mustang baby

[5051704xoxo]

Oh to be a rockstar’s girl ๋࣭ ⭑⚝

[gentlydisapear]

Kiss me on the highway going 90, you could make a good girl crazy

[ienvytheleavess]

this collab is something heavenly

[apleasantharmony]

Song of the Day

[1000-year-old-virgin]

Nessa Barrett ft. Artemas - MUSTANG BABY

[vanessa-rafesgirl]

seeing nessa next month 🏹🫀🤍⭐️

[sinnamongirlll]

FUCK ME

ON THE

101!

[courtmartialme]

(transmasc riza) a comic about stubbles. and also about falling in love again with someone you thought you already knew everything about

[ofhoovesandheart]

the mustangs of pyror mountain 🏔️

[doglover43]

big ocean lied to you about the seahorse… i bring you chincoteague pony !!!!!! the REAL horse of the seas!!!!!!!!

[obiwhat]

she’s always been his light ☀️🌙

[5051704xoxo]

i will make this meme my signature

-xoxo

[constantlymisgendered]

[barembridges]

but you're just a human ... god imagine the BURDEN of being in a place where you are reduced to a weapon and you have to fight for your humanity ... gooood. the real challenge is to be human in that world

[littlewitchbee]

Someday Our Ocean Will Find Its Shore

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fandom: fullmetal alchemist

words: 12,295

chapter: 1/1

rating: E

relationship: riza hawkeye/roy mustang

summary: Riza returns home from the hospital after the Promised Day. A lot has changed, but there's one thing that never will.

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There are scratches in the entrance floorboards. They're the first thing Riza notices as she steps through the doorway—small, evenly-spaced gouges where a worn old rug used to sit. It was an accidental gift, left behind when the previous tenant abandoned it in their haste to leave. The dusty old thing is still there. It had been rumpled up and kicked aside, and now sits folded into itself in a lumpy heap on the off-white kitchen tile. The shape reminds her of those nasty, flavorless sugar ribbons her childhood neighbors would send around the winter holidays. 

Riza wrinkles her nose, her heart sinking just a bit. It was nice of her neighbor to let him back in, but how long had Hayate been alone in here before Rebecca had been able to come and get him? And with everything that had happened, how long had it been before she’d even thought to ask her about him? He'd come home after everything, just like she'd taught him. Poor thing must have been worried sick about her, about everyone. She'll have to spoil him a little after Rebecca drops him off tomorrow. A lot, even.

continue on ao3 :)

[nocternalrandomness]

Preflight by Jeff Stephenson Photography