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#threadsave collection; various ships

"While Your Lips Are Still Red" - Nightwish

FMA, RoyEd, pining Roy, wingman Riza trying really fuxking hard off screen, Ambiguous timeline (Al has a body, Ed still has an automail arm, so kinda BBI lol?)

I've never heard of this group before but the MV is stunning

Roy carefully brushes Edward's bangs away, just enough to get a glimpse of his sleeping face. Normally for team missions, Roy would spring for separate rooms but Riza had made it painfully clear that she would only authorize two - one for her and one shared by himself and Major Elric. The night has been full of temptations already, from enjoying the sight of Edward's alchemy to watching him savor dinner after a job well done, that it was hard to remember why he had to keep his hands to himself, shouldn't do more than light touches at the dead of night when he knows the other is dead asleep.

But seeing a hint of metal at his shoulders is a vivid reminder that Edward, no matter what he wishes, isn't Roy's.

He's maybe Winry's, who's patiently waiting for them all back in Central to do repairs on Ed's automail arm, but Roy has never pried into Fullmetal's life in that way, although he's certainly heard other members tease the blond about their relationship. Ed claims they're just friends but... no, Roy shouldn't be worrying about this. He clenched his hand and moves away, heading back to his own bed to sleep.

What Roy doesn't realize is that Ed's awake. He's only been dozing and it took so much willpower to not jolt at the slight touch against his face, to not let his breathing change at that little bit of contact. As Roy returns to his bed, Ed gives the slightest sigh, quite a bit upset that Roy didn't touch him more.

Well, there's time enough tomorrow for him to gather his courage and try to do something

"Don't You Worry Child" - Swedish House Mafia

HP, Tomarry, modern au, powers, implied trauma and harassment, kid-ish fic?

I'm laughing cause I was searching for this song I going "I've never heard of this" and then the song played and I was like ooooh I know this one

"Harry, where are you?" The voice was clipped, the closest Harry had ever heard Tom get to yelling. Despite how calm the older boy sounded, Harry could feel thr undercurrent of worry laced within the words. Harry felt around a bit longer, realizing everyone else was gone before crawling out from the broom closet.

Tom clicked his tongue, pulling Harry the rest of the way out, a frown marring his features as he looked at the bruises and scrapes littering Harry's body, eyes lingering on the sluggishly bleeding cut above his brow "What did those brutes do to you my Harry?"

Harry could answer truthfully, say that Billy had called him a freak, had pushed him around when he didn't respond and that Harry did his best not to lash out until Billy started talking about /Tom/. Tom would be furious and honestly Harry wasn't sure if there would be anything left of Little Billy. He could downplay what happened, chalk it up to schoolboy scuffles but Tom, for all that Harry's powers lied in the mind and emotions, could read Harry like an open book.

So instead he hedges, "I gave as good as I got so there's no reason to worry." Billy would be sporting a black eye at dinner and he and his cohorts wouldn't dare say anything to the matron. Harry and Tom never said a word when the bullying gets worst and they never say anything when they retaliate in kind.

Tom placed a hand against Harry's face, thumb tracing its contours. "Just a few more years and we'll be gone, our of here and far away that no one will ever touch us."

Harry smiled, leaning into the touch. "I can't wait."

"Sk8r Boi" by Avril Lavigne

Naruto, ShikaTem, modern AU/hs reunion thats vaguely set in Japanifornia, Ino POV, side pairings

Ino looked around the gymnasium as everyone started to mingle. It's been five years since graduation and its the first time they've all been together like this. There was one person in particular she wanted to see tonight. So she made her way through the crowd, waving at friends who raised their glasses in acknowledgement. There's Sakura, who's got her arms wrapped around both Naruto and every girl's wet dream Sasukw, and it's been years and Ino still doesn't know how that happened, standing next to the refreshments. Towards the back Neji and Lee - who shouldn't even be here since they're from the grade above - are in the back with Shino. More and more memories come back as she walks through the crowd but she isn't finding who she's looking for.

Ino hasn't seen Shikamaru since graduation, even though they've known each other the longest - parents being best friends and all. He had gone to a fancy university on the other side of the country and, if rumors were to be believed, didn't keep up with anyone other than Chouji and, surprisingly, Naruto. Ino tried for a while but time differences made it hard and they drifted apart. Ino had a lot of things to say to Shikamaru - that despite chasing Uchiha all through high school she had always wanted Shikamaru to be more than just a childhood friend - but it all disappears when she finds him. He's talking to Chouji and Kiba, an arm wrapped around a tall gorgeous blonde Ino doesn't recognize. The atmospheric lighting that Ino chose so carefully reflects off the matching rings they wore and Shikamaru looks more relaxed than she's ever seen him in.

It's obvious just looking at them that she's missed her chance, that he's moved on and found someone who wouldn't play hot and cold with his feelings and she's hurt.

She could wallow in this feeling but thats just not who Ino is. So she takes a calming breath, grabs the nearest bottle of something from a table and some glasses and heads over to meet her former best friends better half. Because if she's going to marry Shikamaru - or God forbid already is, and Shika will be getting an earful if he eloped - she has to be a dean great woman and Ino can't wait to meet her.

"You and Me" - Lifehouse

Hrak, JirouMomoDenki, could be read as during or past cannon, sleepy domestic

Momo was half asleep even as she waited for the water to boil. She smiled as she heard the soft humming and quiet guitar coming from the next room. The hour was late and the lights were low and it's only deep seated routine that had her making tea - a chamomile blend, this time - despite her drowsiness. Once done, she took the tray, laid with tea and some light snacks, into the lounge, a soft smile on her face as she saw the other two. Denki and Kyoka sat back to back, playing soft songs together but they stopped as Momo entered in.

Denki's smile was electrifying as he put down the guitar - carefully, because Kyoka had gotten on his case in the past - turning on the couch to allow Momo space to squeeze in between the two. "So what kind is it this time?" he asked eagerly.

"Something to help us go to sleep," Momo replied. With practiced motions she poured three cups, adding bits of honey to perfection. "Tell me if it needs to be sweeter."

"Should be sweet enough," Kyoka said, a smile in her voice, "especially since you're the one who made it."

Denki laughed at how red Momo's face got. "Smooth, Kyoka, smooth."

An earjack poked at his cheek playfully in response. "Don't complain, when you get flustered you start sparking."

Denki grumbled, taking a sip of the tea instead, only for his eyes widen. "Oh wow! This is good!"

Momo chuckled, taking her own sip, "Glad to hear that."

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