To: heiadenna
From: Santa
Request: Greed/Girl!Ed
Rating: NC-17
Title: Trust

( Even his Shield was failing him, thanks to the boy's devious alchemy, and Greed wondered as he barely managed to dodge another deadly arc of the boy's blade what it would feel like when it finally pierced him, when Greed would finally be hurt for real. )

To: sharpwind
From: Santa
Request: fluff fic for either Roy/Ed or Hei/Ed
rating: n/a
Title: Untitled

( Roy leaned back in his plush office chair and kicked his boots up onto the desk. And he had no idea where his little subordinate was. Too bad. )

To: cryogenia
From: Santa
Request: hurt/comfort HeiEd
rating: PG
Title: The Malady (chapter 1: the rest will be coming shortly!)
Spoilers: End of series, some movie

( Winter came to Munich only incrementally. December was not much colder than November, and hardly any wetter, and November hadn't been much
worse than the squally days of October. )

To: domminess
From: Santa
Request: Riza/Archer
Rating: hard R
Title: Charm

( The curious thing about hawks and archers is that they are both hunters. Predators. )

Regarding gifts for Elricmas: please do not reveal your identity as the author or artist of a gift until all submissions have been posted. As a reminder, the due date for all submissions is the 24th, so at the very least you should not reveal your identity until the 26th. Thank you.

To: velvet_mace
From: Santa
Request: uke!Roy
Rating: NC-17
Title: Control
(now with title!)

( Ed back in town means sex with Ed the Ed way and Roy loved it )

Ah... hi! Many greetings on this historic Elricmas morn ( Read more... )

To: brinylon
From: Santa
Request: Roy/Ed with a deliciously fluffy ending. And seme!Ed.
Rating: NC-17
Title: Survey

( Now Ed wasn't a master of reading body language, per se, but he was a master of watching the colonel work up to one of his elaborate, long winded explanations )

To: loreamara
Title: The Way Home
From: Santa
Request: Something happy or humorous featuring Roy and Ghost!Hughes
Rating: PG

( Two weeks, three days, six hours, ten minutes, and thirty-six seconds since that beautiful afternoon, that impeccably well-kept lawn, that sound of trumpets, quiet sobs, and a child’s desperate pleas. )

to: psycholullaby
from: Santa
Request: Ed/Ran Fan centric fic
Title: Still Alive

( Ran Fan had always been a very strong woman. For as long as I've known her, I've been left stumbling in awe at her strength, her devotion for her country and for Ling. )