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memesmadefullmetal · 20 days
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In honour of International Women’s Day, vote for your fave down below! 💜
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To commemorate International Women’s Day, we’re asking you to vote for your favourite! 💜
FMA has so many badass women — we really struggled to narrow it down to just 10! 💪🏻
You have ONE WEEK to vote! 🗳️
Don’t forget to send us propaganda for your fave or let us know who else deserves some recognition in the comments and tags!
- Mod Mustang & Mod Hawkeye 🔥🦅
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incorrectfmaquotes · 6 months
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Madame Christmas, knocking on Roy's bedroom door: Hey, you decent? Roy: I think we both know by now, I am an emotional and moral train wreck held together by duct tape and prayers. No need to rub it in. Madame Christmas: ... Roy: ... Madame Christmas: ... Roy: I do have pants on, if that's what you were wondering.
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royaibrainrot · 10 months
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The funny thing about reading Royai fanfiction all the time is how attached I am to side characters that get like >5 minutes of screen time. Like I KNOW REBECCA AND CHRIS MUSTANG PERSONALLY wdym you, a normal viewer, forgot they existed??
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shocotate · 10 months
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Madame Christmas
@tonya-the-chicken (and I think @chrysopoeiasopoeias) was asking about Chris Mustang being Roy’s Aunt. Since @tonya-the-chicken asked me to, I’ll post the segment from the FMA Character Guide, published June 19th 2009. Page 105:
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Adoptive Mother / 養母 Chris Mustang / クリス・マスタング Madame Christmas / マダム・クリスマス The proprietress of ‘Madame Christmas’, a bar in Central City. She is Mustang's paternal aunt, who took Mustang in after his parents died when he was young and raised him well. 中央市内のバー「マダム・クリスマス」の女主人。 マスタングの父方の叔母で、幼い頃に両親を亡くしたマスタングを引き取り、立派に育て上げてくれた。 She is well versed in background information due to her job, and at Mustang's request, she investigates Selim's past and helps him gather evidence. Because of this, she was marked by the military, so she destroyed the shop, fled, and went into hiding. 仕事柄、裏情報に精通し、マスタングに請われてセリムの過去を調べ、証拠集めに協力。 それが原因で軍にマークされたため、店を破壊して逃亡し、身を隠している。
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The rest of the page details Vanessa, Madeleine, and the other girls from the Madame Christmas bar.
Operational code names such as 'Elizabeth' were borrowed from shop girls to hide evidence. 「エリザベス」などの作戦コード名は、証拠隠滅のため、店の女の子から拝借。
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silentwalrus1 · 2 years
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thinking about chris mustang again and how LITTLE she gave a single shit about 
1. The country she’s living in under imminent threat of supernatural destruction
2. Planting explosives in her bar to kill several federal agents and destroy her place of business
3. Her kid planning to assassinate the president and take control of the government
Like about all of it she’s like aw that’s cute. Guess i’m taking a trip abroad. Have fun kiddo. Either this lady has seen THAT much shit in her life that none of this even registers or Amestrisan valium hits different 
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waddiwitch · 3 months
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The Subtle Art of Hot Chocolate
The subtle art of hot chocolate has been passed down through the generations of the Mustangs.
Chapter 1
Chris looked down at her nephew. The boy was much too serious for his good, but then he was grieving the loss of his parents. She was a poor replacement for the loving home he had. Still, she wanted to ensure he had some good memories for this Yule. He had been newly orphaned on the last one. 
The boy was sitting in front of the roaring fire. He was drawing and colouring in the book that her girls had given him. He looked up as she walked in. 
"Aunt Chris, do you like my dragon?"
She looked at the page and smiled. Was that supposed to be a dragon?
"Good try," she said. “I mean, good job.” She was still trying to get used to this raising a child thing.
The boy didn’t notice her slip and stood up, holding the page out to her. "Look at the fire! He is going to help his friends toast some marshmallows."
Chris snorted. "You've been reading those fairytales, boy."
"What's that?" he asked, nodding to the tray in her hands. 
"Well, Roy-boy, this is a bit of a Yule tradition in my house." She handed him the mug. "Hot chocolate. Be careful; it might be a little hot. Ensure you blow on it to ensure it is cool enough before you drink." 
Roy furrowed his brows and blew on the hot chocolate. He carefully sipped, and his eyes lit up.
"That is delicious," he said, then took another."Can we toast marshmallows, too? Like the dragon.” His smile dropped slightly. “I used to toast marshmallows with Mom and Dad."
“I know you miss them a lot.” She ruffled his hair. "Alright, Roy-boy. I think I have some left over after the hot chocolate."
“Thanks, Aunt Chris, you’re the best.”
“Don’t tell anyone.” She winked. “I don’t want to ruin my reputation. And remember, it’s Madame Christmas in the bar.” 
The boy nodded and winked back.
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littlemisswolfie · 10 months
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Can we get some more Mustang Family AU, specifically can Roy and Riza have more kids? They can adopt more or have biological children but I think it would be cute. 🥰
Ope here we go!
x | x | x | x | x | x | x | x | x | x | x | x
Little Rosemarie squeals as she's scooped up into her oldest brother's arms. Ed brings her up and blows a raspberry into her belly, startling a loud, happy laugh out of her, and where she and Roy sit on the steps of the newly rebuilt Elric home, Riza leans into her husband and smiles.
Riza can't lie; she was shocked when she realized she was pregnant a few weeks after they were informed of their first grandchild's imminent arrival. She and Roy weren't exactly trying, after all, and she never really entertained the thought of carrying a child of her own. She had Edward and Alphonse, and those boys were more than enough for her.
But then Rosemarie was born, with her red cheeks and her black hair, and Riza and Roy were instantly in love with their little girl, and so did her older brothers.
(Edward rushed to Central as soon as he felt comfortable leaving Engel with Winry and Ling, and he melted when his new little sister was put into his arms. "She's perfect," he told Riza, tears pooling in his eyes. "Absolutely perfect. Al's gonna love her."
Riza took a photograph of Edward holding her and sent it to Alphonse in her next letter to Xing. Alphonse wrote back immediately and promised to bring May for a visit as soon as they could get away from court.)
Now, three years later, Riza thinks her life couldn't be any more perfect. It's the extended family's annual cookout. Alphonse and Mei are visiting with their new baby, a little prince named Zhihao, Winry is pregnant with her and her boys' second child, and Ling is trying to coax Engel, who inherited an unholy mix of all three of his parents' intelligence, away from a book that seems far too large for a toddler, at least until you remember Winry used to read medical textbooks for fun as a kid. Christine is here as well, doting over her grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
The only one missing is Pinako, who has unfortunately succumbed to old age. Her funeral was the last time everyone was together, and it was a somber affair, but Winry held her head up the whole time. "She lived a long, fulfilling life," she said to Riza at dinner that night. "She knew we were going to be okay without her, and she was ready to see Mom and Dad and Trisha again."
Riza looks at her pregnant belly now, and she knows that if this baby is a girl, she'll probably be named Pinako.
Roy wraps his arm around Riza's shoulders and kisses the top of her head. "We should do this more often," he tells her.
Riza smiles, turning her face into his shoulder. "I agree."
She wishes she could go back in time and tell her past self that everything would be okay. She wishes the little girl she was when she met Roy knew how their life was going to turn out.
Because things turned out pretty damn good.
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Today's Beauty-Marked Beauty is: Madame Christmas from Fullmetal Alchemist
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aldrendaux · 4 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood & Manga Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Trisha Elric/Van Hohenheim, Van Hohenheim/Original Character, Edward Elric & Roy Mustang, Chris "Madam Christmas" Mustang & Roy Mustang, Maes Hughes & Roy Mustang, Roy Mustang & Original Character(s), Alphonse Elric & Roy Mustang Characters: Roy Mustang, Edward Elric, Maes Hughes, Alphonse Elric, Van Hohenheim, Chris "Madam Christmas" Mustang, Pinako Rockbell Additional Tags: Van Hohenheim is Roy Mustang's biological father, Parental Roy Mustang, kind of, he's trying to help them and be a good brother since apparently their father won't be a good father, Child Abandonment, since Hohenheim just leaves and never shows up again, I'm Bad At Tagging Summary:
Roy looked at the photo. A lovely family photo, of the brothers when they were tiny, of the beautiful dark-haired woman with a kind smile who was their mother, and a man who held Edward. The man’s face was hidden behind the corner of another photo.
Roy didn’t need to move that photo to know what face was hidden underneath it.
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limetameta · 1 month
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Chris Mustang is a young girl when she finds out the military put her uncle to death for attempting an assassination attempt on the Fuhrer President. They take everything from them as retaliation for her uncle’s crimes, as a reminder that loyalty to the Fuhrer President and their country rises above everything, including their livelihood and reputation. She’s only a few years older when she vows she’s going to restore the Mustang name and make sure it’s the most feared name in all of Central City.
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I think the FMA fandom should consider Roy’s aunt and Hohenheim as a duo simply because it could be called ‘‘Christmas Hoho”
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memesmadefullmetal · 6 months
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FMA’s Biggest Loser Round 1: Match 3 of 4
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musing-and-music · 2 years
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Ugly Love
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Written by Hawkeye59 (Sei), translated by Musing_and_Music. Inspired by Colleen Hoover’s novel Ugly Love
Chapter 8: It’s now time for our hearts to heal
Rating E | 7521 words | Alternate Universe - Riza Isn’t In The Military, Riza and Jean are half-siblings, Grief/Mourning, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Secret Relationship, No Strings Attached, Happy Ending, translation from french, Rating will change (T to M to E), Let Riza Hawkeye Say Fuck | Royai, Jean Havoc & Riza Hawkeye & Roy Mustang, Team Mustang, Original Character (Gustave Bennet)
Summary: They refused to love. Passion will break their rules.
Read on AO3 / Read the original work in French
I’m only the translator, so go give your appreciation to Sei, who’s an amazing author!!!
chp1 / chp2 / chp3 / chp4 / chp5 / chp6 / chp7 / chp8
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the-iceni-bitch · 1 year
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Goin’ About 99
Kinkmas Day 3: Road Head
Relationship: conman!Ari Levinson x fence!fem reader (mustang and cherry, Poison Paradise AU)
Words: ~1.1k
Summary: Annoying Ari is always fun…
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (m receiving oral sex, semi-public sex, spitting, mentions of unprotected vaginal sex and choking, mentions of rough sex, mentions of female masturbation), teasing, established relationship, implied criminal doings, SMUT!!! 18+ ONLY!!!
A/N: they’re so sassy and fun!!! Ugh, love them and their love/hate relationship and how fun their kids are gonna be.
I am no longer doing taglists so if you want to stay up to date on all the latest filth, follow my sideblog @the-iceni-library and turn on notifications!
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“God, these rich assholes really do go all out for the holidays, don’t they?” You snorted softly when Ari pulled the mustang over, looking at all the extravagant lights before scooting closer to him and resting your chin on his shoulder. “We here to make out?”
“No.” He rolled his eyes at you when you brushed your lips over his jaw, shrugging you off and shaking his head at your pout while he gave you a wry smirk. “I’m here to do recon on my mark, behave yourself.”
“You are so fucking bitchy when you’re working, oh my god.” You sat back in your seat and propped your feet on the dashboard, ignoring his scoff and fiddling with the hem of your skirt while you pouted. “Why the fuck did you bring me if we’re not going to do anything?”
“Because you whined like a damn brat about spending Christmas Eve by yourself and I didn’t feel like dealing with you mouthing off when I got home.” He grunted when you reached over to run your fingers through his hair, bringing up the binoculars when he saw movement in front of the old broad’s house and trying to ignore the way you tugged on his locks. “Plus you look cute in your little cardigan and skirt, sue me.”
“If I look so cute, why are you staring at the ancient bitch you’re gonna fuck in a few weeks?” You gave his hair a good yank before withdrawing your touch, whining softly and wiggling in your seat when he still didn’t turn his full attention to you. “What can she possibly have that would make that old, dried up pussy worth it?”
“Jesus Christ, you know I don’t fuck them, just make them think I’m going to, quit being a jealous cunt.” He growled when you started trailing your fingers over his bicep, not wanting to give you the satisfaction of seeing just how hard your attitude and soft touches were making him. “And she has an original Monet, I’d say that’s worth it.”
“I think you just have a thing for saggy tits, but an original Monet would be impressive.” You grinned when he squirmed at you teasing your fingertips under his collar, turning so you could place your other hand on his thigh while he still pretended to ignore you. “If your info is right and it’s not another fake.”
“That’s why I’m doing the recon.” He shot you a sideways look when he set the binoculars aside, putting the car into gear and pulling out when he saw the town car leaving the house. “Now shut the fuck up and let me focus.”
“Oh, you want me to shut up?” You purred and scooted even closer to him, nuzzling at his shoulder while the car started moving while your hand rubbed along his thigh. “You know I can’t stop talking unless I have something else to do with my mouth, so…”
“Jesus… shit!” Ari almost stripped the gears when he practically over shifted when your hand was suddenly squeezing his bulge, your tongue and lips brushing along the side of his neck and making the car feel even warmer. “What the fuck are you doing?!”
“Keeping myself occupied.” You hummed softly as you started to undo his fly, kissing your way down his arm before ducking under it while you drew his thick cock out of his pants and gave him a firm stroke. “Now focus on your job, mustang.”
Ari hissed when you spat on his tip before you started kissing it messily, his knuckles getting white as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel while a flush started creeping up his body. Your mouth was like fucking heaven, he wasn’t even inside it yet and he was already leaking like a damn faucet , he could feel it dripping down his balls. He should honestly be pissed that no matter how much he acted like you annoyed the shit out of him, he was basically wrapped around your little finger. Why else would he have brought you with him when he knew you were gonna drive him fucking insane with your flirty little attitude?
The wretched sound he made when you finally wrapped your lips around his spongy head sent a shiver through your whole body, your thighs clenching together when you drew them up onto the bench seat as you stretched so you could be as close to sprawled over his lap. Your jaw was already aching even though you weren’t even taking half of him yet, the low humming noises you let out every time you drew him deeper making his cock jump against your tongue. He tasted so fucking good, having him in your mouth might have been your favorite thing, except for when he bent you in half and wrapped his hand around your throat while he called you a bitch as he fucked you through the floor.
“Motherfuck!” The car swerved dangerously when you finally deepthroated him at the same time you squeezed his balls, Ari growling at the assholes who decided to honk at him when he almost crashed even as his hips subtly rocked into your face as his core drew tighter. “Woman, you’re gonna kill the both of us, Christ.”
All you could do was hum your agreement, squeaking around his dick when he reached over to yank your skirt up then slap your ass while you kept fucking your face on his cock. It was easy to tell he was close by the way he was throbbing in your mouth, your tongue running all over his shaft and head greedily while you increased the speed of your bobbing before burying your nose in the coarse hair at his base.
“That’s it, good fucking girl.” Ari was grateful for the red light when he started to cum, grabbing the back of your head and forcing himself down your throat fully so he could feed you every single drop of his cum as he groaned hoarsely. “Shit, Cherry, don’t fucking move.
“Why?” You gulped down air when you let him slide out of your mouth and rested your cheek on his thigh, giving him a sloppy grin after you tucked him back in. “What’s up?”
“There’s a fucking cop right next to us, little girl, I’m serious.” He growled when you made like you were going to sit up and wave at the pig, patting your cheek when you settled and turned onto your back then starting to unbutton your cardigan and blouse. “Now, keep your head in my lap and play with your pussy while I keep following this old bitch, and I’ll do that thing you love where I just bounce you on my dick when we get home.”
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whenever I get burnt out I put too much effort into horrible jokes I should have made five months ago
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silentwalrus1 · 2 years
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Every time someone reminds me of madam Chris I wonder more and more what Roy's childhood was like
short answer: bad
long answer: hilarious
long long answer: we know that roy is clearly well loved by his aunt and they have a good familial adult relationship from the interactions we do see, but - inasmuch as one’s character is shaped by what raises us - roy mustang grows up to be a violent, ruthless extremist, prone to outbursts of physical anger and no particular compunction about murder, so long as he deems it justified. From this, we can infer various forces on his development as a person, many of which i think stem from an underlying foundation of benevolent familial neglect
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