"I can't believe you'd go out with a Pokémon trainer..." The time May had a date and Drew wasn't happy about it.

It began with the same palpitation in her veins. She found she couldn't breathe. Could it be she was dying? Warm hands shook her, stirring her gently awake. She screamed. / Set during S3 finale, hints of Korrasami /

"I miss the warmth!" His armor was shaking, and Winry glanced down at her touch, a touch he was unable to feel. / Winry laid awake at night, and finds that Alphonse couldn't, wouldn't be able to sleep either. /

Kimblee had felt them all - lust, gluttony, envy, greed, wrath, pride, sloth - and yet, there was one he loved best. / Warning: graphic violence, viewers discretion is advised

Winry watches as the life is drained out of him. "Edward, you can't!" She lunges herself forward, clinging onto him in a final act of desperation.

It was the stares his mother gave his father, the white bouquet always prepared and the way his father clenched onto his silver pocket watch that made him realize that there was something different about that day. / Post Brotherhood, family fic with a touch of Edwin /

A part of him is satisfied when he hugs her, embraces her and consumes her. Yet, the remorse will not fade. There is always one thing missing. / Post FMA 2003 /

To everyone, he was the living genius whose skill in alchemy matched no other. He was the youngest State Alchemist. But facades are weak illusions, and it hid away a boy who was terrified of being small. A boy who couldn't save his mother. A boy who destroyed his younger brother's body. A boy who hated being small / BROTP! Al & Ed ! /

'Now, I will leave you and your angst alone. I think I'll wander in the corridors a little longer ... What a strange girl she was, that Astoria Greengrass.'

Sirius Black was never much of a baby guy. Yet one night, he is asked to baby-sit little Harry. This shall be a tedious night, but it is a task that he, Greatest Godfather ever to live, must achieve in order to undertake the long road to perfection.