[losermachinejunkie]

small reminder for anyone following this blog that it is on permanent hiatus. you can find me with low activity at @mythosa​

[losermachinejunkie]

hey guys! in case anyone is still following this blog and would like to interact with me, i’m moving winry over to my mutli @mythosa for now. having more than one blog is just stressful, though winry is still my number one baby and this blog will still exist. right now it’s just easier to put her with the rest of my gang.

[peliydoritos]

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[books-n-quotes]

“You are my home. Wherever you are, that’s where I’m meant to be.”

— S.L. Naeole, Bird Song (via books-n-quotes)

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List of People That Need To Stop | Elisabeth Harnois | 4/?

[losermachinejunkie]

hey guys! it’s been a hot minute, recovering from post concussion syndrome is no joke, so i can’t promise i’ll post right away but the goal is to come back here eventually. maybe like this if you’d like something in your inbox for now? or, if you’d like a starter within the next week or two / you’d like to continue our thread if we have one. tl;dr - like or message me if you want a slow rp.

[thetatamigalaxy]

[losermachinejunkie]

🔧  open starter 

Did it really count as an ‘all nighter’ if you fell asleep halfway through?

She grew accustomed to using wrenches and torx drivers as a pillow, her cheek falling perfectly against the metal in order to leave a hefty imprint but not lose an eye. Granny warned her against biting off more than she could chew, but the idea of rejecting a potential new automail client was akin to a sin in her book. So she worked, and worked, and worked some more until the engineer curled up next to her creation-in-progress – giving into the exhaustion.

Until a crash rang from outside and interrupted said slumber.

Blue hues snapped open, sleep causing her gaze to become hazy at best as she struggled to sit up and scope out the area. ❝   Nngh, Den?” It was only natural to blame the dog first, he tended to get in the most trouble when everyone in the Rockbell house was asleep. But after a few scans of her bedroom, she could tell nothing was out of place or shattered in a dozen pieces. Winry’s eyes landed on a very drowsy pup, watching as he uncurled his body and lifted his chin lazily with a yawn. “Some watchdog you are—” She grumbled beneath her breath, nose wrinkling when she received a little ‘ruff’ in reply. “You could be a little more alert y’kno---oh!” Another crash, this time closer. Maybe the porch?

The blond’s heart thundered in her chest, feeling Den rush to all four paws and dart by her side. “It could just be a coyote, right?” Her words stumbled out with clear desperation, panic setting in as she exchanged a worried glance with the canine below. “Okay, fine. We’ll check it out but stay behind me—” Winry’s fingers fumbled around the workbench below, clutching the heaviest, most threatening looking wrench she could find as she held it like a weapon with both hands. “Count of three, ready?” Den looked apprehensive, taking each step in time with his owner’s as they quietly exited the bedroom and turned the corner toward the hall. “One—” Another turn, the sun-kissed head peering around each junction, “Two—”

“Three--!”

[losermachinejunkie]

headcanon .o5 ` thief.

It doesn’t matter who Winry ends up with, dates, or otherwise, she will always steal their clothes.

[rocknmeme]

hurt sentence starters blood, broken bone mention.

“you’re going to have a bruise.”

“it won’t heal if you keep picking at it.”

“you were out for a few days. how are you feeling?”

“absolutely not. you’ll pop your stitches.” 

“take it easy. you’re in rough shape.”

“those pain meds knocked you out.”

“where’d you get that bloody nose?”

“make a fist for me.” 

“where does it hurt?” 

“ow, ow, ow.”

“that’s going to need stitches.”

“shit, that hurts.”

“is it broken?”

“keep ice on it.”

“ouch!” 

“i can’t even look. is it bad? wait, don’t tell me.” 

“you shouldn’t be walking around right now.”

“how am i supposed to sleep with all these bandages?”

“stay in bed and let me look after you.” 

“there, you’re all patched up.” 

“let me help you to your room.”

“how many fingers am i holding up?”

“take your time. slow, slow. you’re doing great.”

“you could have a concussion. ”

“i’m okay. you can stop hovering.”

“you’re lucky. you could have gotten seriously hurt.”

“how exactly did you manage to give yourself a black eye?” 

[losermachinejunkie]

hey guys! it’s been a hot minute, recovering from post concussion syndrome is no joke, so i can’t promise i’ll post right away but the goal is to come back here eventually. maybe like this if you’d like something in your inbox for now? or, if you’d like a starter within the next week or two / you’d like to continue our thread if we have one. tl;dr - like or message me if you want a slow rp.

[crazytom666]

[thexfiles]

something: *is none of my god DAMN business* me: 🔍👀📝

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@heshenyun I was chosen as a pinch hitter for your secret santa!! I really love the elrics and winry’s family dynamic so this was super fun to draw, I hope you like it!

the holidays are long over by now but I hope you had a wonderful time and your new year is going well :) 

[azolitmin]

we’ll say goodbye to lost heaven

how we longed for heaven

[mikadziel]

Winry-chan

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made a squad sketch dump for @losermachinejunkie , @lovedarkest , and @edwardxelric of all our muses because i can and also i love themmmmmmmmmm