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primary. edward elric (fmab), senku ishigami (dr. stone), mary wollstonecraft (bsd)
secondary. ranpo edogawa (bsd), yor forger (sxf), frieren (frieren), soshiro hoshina (kn8)
tertiary. day/daniel wing (legend), kenma kozume (hq!!), aang (atla)
private. maki zenin (jjk), maomao (knh), nie huaisang and jin ling (mdzs)
request/friends only. olruggio (wha), sho hinakawa and shion karanomori (psypass)
When he first shut his eyes as their night had finally come to a close Narumi thought he couldn't possibly get even a second of real sleep. His heart was racing, anxiousness settling deep in his core, during this wholly new experience he hadn't expected himself to find himself in the midst of. Not only had he made an absolute fool of himself on day 1 of Hoshina's necessitated frequent visits to his base when he really had hoped to play it all cool, but somehow all that ridiculousness had landed him here, sharing his futon with the man who had occupied his thoughts rent free for years. For all intents and purposes he wasn't sure if this was a dream, a nightmare, or something in between, but eventually he'd drifted off into what was possibly the most peaceful sleep he'd ever had which made it all that much worse when the sound of a damn alarm had him stir.
"Shut up." He'd mutter blearily, burying himself further into the comfort of his futon. There was nothing worse than annoying noise in the morning, but as long as it wasn't the much louder and much more annoying kaiju alarm he was fine to ignore it. What he could not ignore, however, was the reminder of what exactly he'd gotten himself into as he slowly came to be fully alert and heard the familiar voice of one Hoshina Soshiro instead of the usual yelling of his own vice captain that was so often heard in the mornings.
"Holy shit!" Narumi sat up with a start, making himself dizzy with the sudden movement and needing a moment to steady himself. Hoshina was here, in his room, after a night where they definitely slept next to each other, and all of this was, in fact, very real.
"I mean- uhhh, sure." Much like the previous night it was hard to hide his uncharacteristic nervousness as he settled, hunched over with his gaze flitting about beneath messier-than-usual fringe as his hands restlessly fidgeted in his lap. "Listen, I may not have experience with this stuff but I've seen movies and tv. The 'we need to talk' schtick usually doesn't end up great for the guy on the other end of it. If you regret everything from last night just get it over with."
“ Relax. You asked me not to leave without saying anything first, you know. Should I be asking if you regret everything ? ”
Although he was much, much better at maintaining the picture of peace and calm than the man sitting across from him, Hoshina was actually concerned about what he was about to bring up. Whatever they had going on right now was the result of an impulsive decision; he hadn't had time to think through the optics or consequences before he took action last night, but now the weight of it had settled.
Hoshina had already gone through many of the worst case scenarios in his mind. It wasn't hard to think of all the ways this could look bad for him and only him. As the First Division Captain and their strongest soldier overall, Narumi was practically untouchable. Hoshina was not. Narumi wasn't his direct superior, but he did outrank Hoshina. If their relationship was presented in the wrong way, that kind of scandal (even if it was entirely manufactured) would only add to the ongoing pressure from certain parties to quit his position.
“ I want to see where this goes, but if we're going to try to do this, can we keep it between us for now ? I'm sure you know about my family's reputation and presence in the Defense Force. Once this gets out to the other divisions, it's safe to say they'll know too and things might get... messy for me. I'd like some time to prepare for that. ”
guys i'm so unprepared for pride month bc i have not decided on sexualities for like any of my most recent additions including those i literally already am plotting/writing ships for lol
@antinomos sent: of course you're capable. that was never up for debate. // riza @ ed :>
'i don't need your help' prompts / always accepting memes!
He stood, arms crossed, in front of Lieutenant Hawkeye, who was standing guard and had denied him access to the scene of the collapsed building behind her. It was obvious that he should assist with the stabilization and rescue operations. His skill in alchemy was practically perfect for something like this. Ed had fixed plenty of structures before and his method of transmutation meant he was quick with it too, so he was definitely capable of doing the same here, and he told her exactly that.
Her words caused a flicker of surprise to break through the petulant scowl that Ed had been wearing since this encounter began. Of all the responses he was expecting, sudden acknowledgement of his talent was not one of them, but he didn't allow himself to dwell on it for long. If she really thought he was capable, then there was no reason for her to tell him he couldn't enter, especially when lives might be at stake ! His golden eyes only remained wide for a second before they narrowed again with suspicion. One hand on his hip, he took another step forward, invading Lieutenant Hawkeye's personal space as he leaned in to point up at her accusatorily.
“ If that's so, then why won't you let me through, Lieutenant ? You know damn well I can help ! ” He over-emphasized the rank, as if to make it clear that he was only using it out of obligation. It wasn't a tone he typically used with Hawkeye; the mocking irritation was generally reserved for her annoying superior. He thought she was a pretty reasonable woman most of the time, and certainly more sensible than Roy, so Ed had a sneaking suspicion that it was the Colonel's orders forcing her hand here. But of course that bastard was currently nowhere to be seen. “ Where's the Colonel ? Is he back there ? Did he put you up to this ? Tell him to get his ass over here and explain himself ! ”
ed definitely needs glasses. all that reading with dim/insufficient light is going to come back to bite him for sure. it's kind of a 'i probably need glasses but i have a job so idrc about that rn' (/ref) situation, but he's also in denial about it lol. he's busy with the whole restoring al's body thing and then ofc all the other bullshit he stumbled into along the way, but even after those things are resolved, he's still in denial when he notices that maybe things that are far away look a little fuzzy because he hatesss to have another similarity with his fuck ass father. he already dislikes that he takes after hohenheim more than trisha in appearance, so he doesn't want to be wearing glasses like that bastard did too. i would say that the degree of nearsightedness is not too severe yet to impair his normal functioning (hence why he does not notice it), but it will get worse with time and eventually he will start to notice it more.
of course a thi character is gonna start yapping about centrifugal force and physics in a fantasy series with magic that defies the laws of physics regularly. and of course he's an inventor and a prodigy. and of course there's a cotton candy machine for some reason (dr stone fans Know)
"Obviously." Narumi would shoot back on instinct, but there wasn't even a hint of bite behind it as he laid down next to Hoshina, nervously eyeing his open palm before tentatively reaching forward to take Hoshina's hand into his own, intertwining their fingers.
"This is fine for now." More than fine, even, with how actually getting to lie down next to this man who's occupied his thoughts far too much to be healthy had Narumi's heart racing so fast he was struggling to believe he'd get even a single second of sleep tonight. That was probably fine, though. Wouldn't be the first or last time he's pulled an all-nighter for one reason or another. Plus, he was just a little worried if he did fall asleep he'd wake up to an empty futon thinking it was all just a delusional dream.
"Hey... I know you actually give a shit about all that boring work stuff but-..." Narumi began, biting at his lip and deciding to look at where their hands were clasped together rather than Hoshina's face in the dim light of the room. "Don't just run off without saying anything. Those old geezers in admin and the nerds in the labs can wait an extra few minutes."
Patiently, Hoshina observed Narumi slowly decide to take his hand. As their fingers brushed, he appreciated the familiar roughness of hard-earned callouses against his skin for the second time that night. He hummed in acknowledgement of Narumi's preference and stayed right where he was.
“ Sure thing, ” he agreed easily. There were some matters he wanted to clear up before they parted ways anyway. As silence settled between them, it became clear that this was the limit for the night, so he closed his eyes and spoke quietly, “ goodnight, Narumi. ”
When his phone's alarm went off the next morning, bright and early as usual, he was immediately up and silencing it. It took him a second to remember where he was, but one glance at the lump on the futon beside him cleared that up. Sighing, he swiftly changed back into yesterday's uniform, folding the borrowed clothes neatly and placing them on a box where he suspected they'd be forgotten by their owner. There was no mirror, so he just sifted his fingers through his hair until he felt it was presentable enough.
“ Okay, rise and shine ! ” Hoshina's voice rang out loud and clear, exceptionally cheery for the early hour, as he unceremoniously flicked the lights on and off a few times. The routine was reminiscent of what he would do if he was waking one of his own officers that had missed roll call. Leaving the lights on, he took the few steps back to the futon and sat down with his legs folded properly beneath him. His head tilted curiously as he watched the Captain with unmasked amusement. “ Are you awake ? I believe we have some things to discuss before the morning briefings. ”
@bsqvad : " It's good to see you, Fushi. " Contrary to her words, the elf didn't actually turn to see what appearance her old acquaintance had taken on this time, instead choosing to stay focused on her task of picking herbs. " How long has it been, a decade ? What brings you here this time ? "
FUSHI STOPS IN HIS TRACKS , hovering a few feet behind the elven lady of a similar age . relief washes through every inch of their vessel , ( a young boy adorned with layers upon layers of thick animal fur - an attire suitable for perpetually cold climates , not anywhere where vegetation could grow . ) the sensation providing the immortal a brief distraction from their growing distress as golden hues light up with recognition . he had not seen in her in two decades , &. during their last reunion , fushi took the form of a young dark - haired girl two heads taller than the height he currently stood at . ❝ frieren - you’re alive ! what a relief . . . ❞ although her life may be considerably longer than that of a human being , fushi knows there is no such thing as permanence in this daunting world they inhabit . even so , the familiar sight of his old acquaintance naturally consoles the existential dread that threatens to swallow him whole on a daily basis , &. for a single moment , he allows himself to be grateful for the present rather than apprehensively dreading the unavoidable future . like all good things , fushi’s joy is short - lived , existing for only a handful of seconds before being wholly extinguished when the white haired boy recalls the cause of his distress , the reason he set out on the journey to reunite with his long - time companion .
❝ quickly , there’s something I have to warn you about . ❞ wearing a deep frown , fushi reaches out to grasp the elf’s shoulder with his gloved hand . he could not , in good conscience , withhold this information from her &. risk the chance of her finding out crudely on her own as he had a few weeks prior . ❝ the humans called it . . . “ marriage ” ? I do not understand these things , but it sounds awful ! It’s some sort of human ritual they force each-other into . . . l - like . . . buying fruit from the market ? you have to be careful &. stay away from it ! ❞
His clear relief about her safety and the ominous warning had her wondering what dangers had plagued the world outside her isolated homestead. It had been a while since Frieren had gotten involved in any external affairs, but she could be convinced to with the right words and circumstances. She turned to face her old friend, quickly taking in his current appearance. Despite looking entirely different on each visit, she had no doubts that it was the same Fushi before her. Frieren's expression remained as plain as ever, but she was still concerned for the news he was about to bring, only to become mildly amused when the crucial information was finally delivered.
“ You really haven't heard of marriage before ? I agree it is strange, but humans have been doing it for a long time. ” And a 'long time' to an elf truly meant hundreds of years. She didn't understand the practice, but neither did most elves. Her species rarely experienced romantic or reproductive instincts, mostly choosing to live their long lives unattached to any one individual in that way. Truthfully, she would've expected Fushi to have been more familiar with the subject than she, given how much time he spent living among humans. “ Surely you have seen humans having and raising children ? I don't know all the details, but I believe the parents are usually married. ”
Even if Fushi felt similarly to her about the idea of being paired with one person for life, Frieren wasn't sure that the anxiety he had expressed at learning about the practice was proportional. It was a confusing ritual, certainly, but it was simple enough to avoid, so she wasn't distressed about the mere idea of it the way Fushi seemed to be. Perhaps there was more to know on the subject ? “ What exactly did you learn about marriage, Fushi ? ”
age: 15
rank: full-fledged witch (passed the 4th test)
BRIEF summary: after attempting to use forbidden magic to resurrect their mother, ed and al were both injured, al more severely. ed drew another forbidden healing spell on his brother to save him, which could be said to have worked too well because it left al unable to feel sensations like pain, hunger, or even exhaustion, and made his skin difficult to break because it healed so fast. after roy mustang suggested that the tower of tomes might hold a way to fix his mistake, ed took the required tests and became a fully fledged witch at the age of 12, and since then he has been studying on his own with hopes of finding a way to return al to normal, only occasionally checking in at the great hall when necessary.
extended backstory under the cut because there is a lot of lore
ed and al's father was a witch once upon a time, but he was unwittingly involved in an attempt to attain immortality and had a seal permanently marked on his skin that constantly rewinds the physical state of his body to moments before, which prevents him from aging and heals all wounds, while keeping his mind intact. he has been living like this for thousands of years, and was a large contributor to the field of healing magic before it was outlawed. only recently did he fall in love with an outsider, trisha, to whom he eventually divulged his secret. when ed and al were very young, he suddenly left without an explanation. trisha had permitted the boys to look at some of hohenheim's notes on magic, which fascinated them endlessly. when trisha died, they sought to find a way to use magic to bring her back and looked at ALL the notes in their father's study to pursue that goal, including the ones that detailed spells that were now considered forbidden. knowing what they wanted to attempt was forbidden, they kept their motives secret when seeking out a master, eventually finding one in izumi curtis. when they felt confident in their knowledge and passed the second test to be permitted to cast in public, they left to continue their studies on their own.
through their own research, ed and al came up with a seal that they believed would bring trisha back to life. they mixed some of their own blood into the conjuring ink. the spell went horribly wrong. not only did they fail to bring their mother back, but the spell quickly spiraled out of control, creating something grotesque that sent dark tendrils chasing after them. ed fought back fiercely but sustained injuries to his right arm and left leg. when he dragged himself across the floor to check on his brother, he was quickly slipping away. frantic and desperate, ed recalled a healing seal he'd seen in his father's notes, and pushed through the pain in his arm to draw it on the closest patch of skin available to him — the base of al's neck — his own blood dripping from his fingertips down his pen to mix in with the conjuring ink. it worked, al's injuries faded and he gasped back to consciousness, but ultimately ed must have done something wrong because al was healed too well. he no longer felt sensations like pain or hunger or even exhaustion (he can still feel general touch, though), and his skin became difficult to penetrate, cut, or break because any injuries he sustained healed extremely quickly. visually, al has no markings or scars, aside from the seal at the base of his neck, which he covers with a multiple layers of clothing at all times. al also often wears his cape with the hood up and over his hat for good measure (similar to olruggio ↓)
after their disastrous spell, al took a passed-out ed to their family friends, the rockbells, who are doctors and helped to treat ed's injuries. not long after, witches roy mustang and riza hawkeye arrived claiming to have been sent to investigate a situation involving forbidden magic, only to find the ones who had caused the alleged incident were children. roy inspired ed to get back up and study to pass the third test, which would give him access to the tower of tomes, where he might find answers to fix his mistakes. ed agrees to become his apprentice and begins a long recovery process during which he is fitted with an articulated metal/leather leg brace (somewhat similar to those worn by polio patients, but much less restrictive because he isn't paralyzed. made up of metal rods along the sides of the leg with a hinge at the knee, held on by leather straps at the lower calf, above and below the knee, and thigh) by the rockbells and he relearns how to cast with his left hand. with honestly minimal involvement or instruction from roy, ed takes and passes the third test. however, even when he gains access to the tower of tomes, there are no answers there for him. the addition of an unknown quantity of his own blood to the ink when he drew al's seal altered the spell's strength and behavior to an unknown degree that even the literature couldn't account for. he quickly passed the fourth test to gain independence and became a fully fledged witch at the age of 12. since then, he has been wandering the world and researching on his own to find a way to return al to normal, only checking back in at the great hall when necessary.
ed still has scars on his arm and leg that he generally keeps covered with his clothes (including gloves on both hands) and bandages, though if they're ever seen, he handwaves them away as the result of an accident he was involved in as a child. he still experiences intermittent pangs of pain, though he tries to suppress his reactions to the best of his ability. to better keep those episodes a secret, he relearned how to write and draw with his left hand so that he would never risk seizing up or flinching, even if only minutely, in the middle of casting as any small movements could affect the seals he draws. when he expects to be doing a lot of walking/running or staying on his feet a lot, he may wear his brace under his pants as a precaution for extra stability/support in case of the aforementioned pain episodes, though he is still technically capable of walking and moving around without it.
other lore notes (things that didn't fit in anywhere else but are still relevant):
roy is sympathetic to the boys and does not turn them in for casting forbidden magic, at least in part due to his connection with riza, who also has a spell permanently marked on her back.
the boys are unaware of this currently, but part of the way the addition of ed's blood to the spell altered it is by somewhat intertwining their life forces. ed's growth is stunted as a result, and he requires more food and sleep than he would otherwise. he isn't exactly eating/sleeping for al, but al's state of highly expedited healing (which prevents him from starving even if he doesn't eat and from experiencing negative effects of exhaustion/lack of sleep) is in part fueled by ed's life force, so ed becomes hungry and tired more quickly than he would on his own, and his own body has less energy leftover to support normal growth because much of his energy goes to supporting al. al is still capable of eating and sleeping, and he generally does so in routine with ed, which has (unbeknownst to the boys) helped keep the scales more balanced; however, if al went without eating or sleeping for a prolonged period of time, it would begin to impact ed more and more. also, if ed were to ever lose consciousness or have a near-death experience, it would affect al as well because the life force he should be receiving from ed is diminished.
ed wore the apprentice robes and cap he got from izumi even when studying under roy, but since using forbidden magic with disastrous results, ed is too scared to go back to see her. he still wears her flamel symbol on the back of his red cape.
fma verse resurgence is coming at a great time btw guys because i literally cant believe i just found out the cab came out with a new album and of course the lead single is ed type shit
what are you made of? / what are you willing to sacrifice? / what are you afraid of? / dying is just a state of mind / what are the names of / the demons that you dance with late at night? / met the devil, even learned his name / i've been through hell / i learned to fight the flames / break me down and cut me open / find out what makes me explosive / tear my skin, pull the pin / from within and throw it / this heart is locked and loaded / what would you kill for? / and is it something you'd die for too? / you cannot ignore that what you give is what you have to lose / met my maker down at the local bar / even heaven hands out a couple scars
