Awesomedurraworld - Sweet

first ever post hello, here’s this pretty yor I drew last month

Accretion

By @raisingmybanner

Summary:

Riza Hawkeye has worked as Security Director for private art authenticator Roy Mustang for eight years with little trouble. However, recently Mustang has taken on riskier and higher-stakes jobs, putting himself and his team in danger of exposure and harm. The objective of a new undercover job – authenticating an elusive ink drawing while undercover on a three-week island retreat – hits too close to home for Riza. Secrets carefully kept threaten to be brought to light, exacerbated by the closeness required while posing as a young engaged couple.

Hold on, they have to pose as an… engaged couple? For three weeks?!

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Happy Royai Big Bang day!

Here is part of my contribution to this @royaibigbang ! I got to work with such lovey people and an amazingly talented writer for this big bang! This story is so beautifully written and enthralling you will be hanging on every chapter! Go check out this fic and all of the other wonderful stories and art created for this event for this event!

She kept nearly jumping at the feeling of his fingers running through her hair - his touch was clinical, and not at all sensual, but her stupid brain was not taking it that way. His fingers felt good, entirely too good, and Riza was constantly feeling goosebumps running up and down her arms, stubbornly resisting the urge to shiver, or to lean into his touch like a cat.

my artwork for @quiet-nocturne's fic "overcome" for @royaibigbang!!!!!! 😳

i had an awesome experience collaborating with everyone in @royaibigbang ❤️ all of us put a lot of time and love into this project, so please go check out all the amazing artwork and fics! there's even a whole PDF ebook that you can download!!!!

Edward paused. He remembered this moment, somewhere in the recess of his brain. Fifteen years old, pocket change in the womb of his coat, dog shit tea smudged over his lips. He’d meant to leave and had glanced the Colonel pouring dogshit tea for Lieutenant Hawkeye. He remembered thinking, ‘He must hate her if he’s feeding her dogshit tea.’ He remembered, too, the oppressive intimacy of it. The Colonel’s eyes flickering to the Lieutenant’s lips. He’d looked away rather quickly.   Edward slipped the tea letter back into the pile and retrieved Roy’s letter he wrote following his strokes. Edward picked up where he left off. 

my artwork for @royai's fic "letters to central north" for @royaibigbang!!!! ☕️

i had an awesome experience collaborating with everyone in @royaibigbang 💖 all of us put a lot of time and love into this project, so please go check out all the amazing artwork and fics! there's even a whole PDF ebook that you can download!!!!

post promised day hug for October 3!

happy Fma day