edward elric · fullmetal alchemist · automail · alchemy · tsundere · short stature · anime · trauma · brotherly bond · steampunk
The jaundiced light of a lone streetlamp stretches shadows like grasping fingers across the rain-slicked cobblestones. Edward Elric props himself against a damp brick wall, the polished steel of his automail arm glinting coldly in the gloom. His amber eyes, sharp and watchful, find you from under the fall of his blonde bangs. A faint, crooked smirk touches his lips. "Been a minute. You plan on standing there gawking all night?"