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"Thank you.."
This is just gorgeous.
Still Slashfesting over here. Apparently I still haven't gotten enough of Greedling and this time it's Ed's turn! I had a lot of fun with this one. Hope you all enjoy! ;-)
Avarice Times Three (on LJ)
This fic is set during the time that Ed is travelling with Greedling a little before The Promised Day. I could imagine as the potential apocalypse day draws near that Ed might have some regrets over things he hasn't done. Thankfully Greed comes along to help him with that. And, yes, I did manage to squeeze a little Roy/Ed in as a bonus. ;-) The fic was inspired by this prompt:
Greedling/Ed (Manga/Brotherhood): Greed isn't so bad. Everyone wants something.
And here's a snippet:
“Didn’t you say you thought you were going to die, Ed?” Greed moves forward another inch and Ed presses his back against the rough bark behind him. “Do you really want to die without knowing what it’s like? I know I’m not the one you want, but don’t you want to know?” Greed leans forward and Ed feels his warm breath against his neck as he tilts his head. “We all want something.”
Ed grits his teeth and turns his head away. Fucking homunculus. Is he the one seeing through him or is it Ling? This is stupid. Completely ridiculous. They don’t have time for stupid shit like this even if it is true. Ed closes his eyes and finally lets in the thoughts he’s spent so much time blocking out. He has thought about this, more than he should’ve considering how many lives are on the line. He has imagined….
More from the Slashfest. ;-) This time it's something else I've never done. This one is a little darker, but I've always imagined Ed to have quite a bit of a dark side. I hope you enjoy this little taste of angst.
Jagged Edges (on LJ)
This fic is set post series in a situation where Ed really needs to find a way to move on, but isn't very good at it. He definitely delves a little into his drk side in this one. There is also an implied character death. The fic was inspired by this prompt:
Ed/Havoc: I’d trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday
And here's a snippet:
Heat. Skin slick with sweat. Muscles warring together for a common goal. Desire. Raw and untamed. Two bodies fusing and fighting for a single elusive moment. Lust. Carnal and wild. Blocking out the past, the present and everything else. Craving. Want and need. An overwhelming combination that destroys all else in its path. Nails. Teeth and grasping hands. Cling to the salvation of the moment and then the next and the next.
There is nothing else but this.
It’s sex.
And Ed loses himself to it more than anyone else.
And the slashfest continues with a BRAND NEW pairing for me. :-) It's one I've always loved and finally found a way to write. I hope you all enjoy these two as much as I do.
Two Sides of the Same Coin (on LJ)
This story is set after Greedling has left Father but before Ed teams up with him. It fits in with a couple short one shots I did where Greed allows Ling to take control in specific circumstances like enjoying places that serve Xingese cuisine so he can enjoy it fully. This fic explores their relationship much deeper and delves into exactly why Greed kept Ling around and what the true nature of their relationship really is. The fic was inspired by this prompt:
Greed/Ling: Sharing a body has some….unintended consequences for Greed and Ling
And here's a snippet:
“I didn’t say you were stupid, kid. Just that you don’t have this all figured out yet.” Greed weaves his way through heavy underbrush until they reach something that vaguely resembles an old trail. “You still see this as a battle. What you’re missing is there was never a fight to begin with.”
What are you saying? Trepidation curls through Ling’s mind and he actually considers dropping the topic altogether. Sometimes it’s better not to know all the facts when the secrets themselves keep you safe. But he can’t. Now that the door has been cracked he needs to know the truth even if knowing could cost him his existence. Better to know now before this beast learns even more from him that could one day hurt his country. Are you implying that you could destroy me?
Laughter fills the quiet woods and Ling keeps a tight rein on the anger welling up inside him. Lashing out now won’t get him the answers he wants. Greed moves over to lean against a tree then tilts his head back to gaze up at the dark sky through open patches in the forest canopy. “Kid, I could’ve torn you apart the instant I took this body.”
Hey everyone! I just wanted to go ahead and share the second fic I wrote for FMA slashfest. I'm a little behind on some of these but I WILL get them done and I do plan for a lot of variety. ;-) Here's the second one:
Politics of the Heart (on AO3)
This one is set quite a bit in the future a little while after Roy has become the Fuhrer. The story fits into mine and Zippit's Another Road Traveled universe a bit before Political Alchemy, but you definitely don't need to read that for this. Basically it's about Roy and Ed balancing their military and political lives with the ones they have at home. The fic was inspired by this prompt:
Roy/Ed: manipulation and politics – only here could he be his equal
And here's a snippet:
“Come here, Edward.” Roy’s still wearing that somber expression and Ed’s still not in the mood to cater to his moping. He obviously had more planned with the wine out and he’s not about to let Roy get broody now.
“Nah, I think you should come over here.” He doesn’t miss the way Roy’s right eyebrow arches ever so slightly or the way he spins the base of his wine glass on the table beside him. He’s used to being in command and on an average night Ed would be more than happy to let him have his way. But not tonight. No, tonight he wants him to remember what it’s like to not be the Fuhrer for a little while.
Well it's FMA slashfest time again over on Live Journal and I've been working hard to try and post a fic for every day's prompts. I'm a little behind on a few due to some RL issues but I'm going to get caught up and get in all 15! This is the first one I posted.
Comfort Among the Ruins (on AO3)
This one is set during the Ishvalan war and I think it could hold up for Brotherhood canon even with the slash. Basically Maes sees something that pushes him to the edge and Roy helps him keep from completely falling apart. This is taking place in a live war zone so I do try to make this work as realistically as possible. ;-) The fic was inspired by this prompt:
Roy/Maes: Tenderness in the midst of destruction.
And here's a snippet:
“Shit.” Roy scrambles to his knees and curses the fresh aches and pains that plague him. Why did he think fighting a drunk idiot was a good idea? He crawls over to him, but the instant he touches his shoulder Maes jerks away. He’d obviously like to hide the fact he’s falling apart but they’ve gone much too far for that. They need to talk, or something, but this isn’t the place. Roy shifts into a squat then reaches down to pull Maes up. He fights, but not hard, and in another awkward moment he has him on his feet with Hughes’ arm thrown over his shoulder and his damp face pressed against Roy’s neck. “C’mon. It’s not far.”
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Well, since I believe it's Royai week I thought I'd post my favorite Roy/Riza piece I've done. I don't write them a lot but I've always felt they make the perfect tragic romance. But anyway, here's my contribution to Royai week. :-)
Harsh Light of Day (on AO3)
This one is set post canon but before Roy regains his sight. The premise is as long as he's blind Amestris finally doesn't have to come first. I originally wrote this for the live journal FMA Fic contest where it took first place for the prompt: Heart.
And here's a snippet:
He rolls over to his side and blinks as he takes in the beautiful sight next to him. The night before he memorized her body with his hands, his lips, his skin sliding against every inch of her skin. Everything was a blur of light and dark, no clear images, and it made everything so much easier. The lines that wouldn’t be crossed couldn’t be seen especially after a few too many shared drinks. It might have been the aid of the alcohol that got them here, but without a doubt he’s never known a more perfect, beautiful, sobering experience than being with her.
So wow that was underwhelming.
Okay, sequels are usually sub-par, no matter how outstanding the original, or how good it is on it’s own, if only because Hollywood woke up one morning and said ‘Hey you know what’s awesome? Trilogies.’ So, the idea that the sequel to the reboot of the Star Trek...
Oh wow. Couldn't have said this better myself! If you hadn't see the first movie, this was awful. And if you have, well, it was at least nostalgic fun. Well said dogsnames!
Hey all! This is a story I wrote for zippitgood awhile back and it's one of my favorites. She always enjoys world building and I ended up with quite a lot of that here which is probably why I like it so much. ;-)
At the End of the World
In this one Havoc and Ed are trying to avenge the ones they lost in a post series war with Drachma. Ed has reenlisted to the military after the loss of his alchemy, but he's far from helpless as he and Colonel Havoc attempt to end the war once and for all. This fic was inspired by the prompt:
Prompt: Jean Havoc, Edward Elric – "At the end of the world, I'd be proud to fight by your side."
And a snippet:
“Actually, Breda, it’s only insane if he does it alone.” Both heads whip around to face him as he pulls a cigarette from behind his ear. They watch with surprising patience as he lights it and takes a drag before adding, “Leave me half a battalion of volunteers. That will leave you more than enough to make a safe retreat and Ed and I might just have a shot at ending this thing for good.”
Ed shoots him a look of annoyance mixed with gratitude. Jean knows he was ready to sacrifice himself all alone, but that’s not happening. They made a deal a long time ago and he’s not letting him back out of it now.
For me there can never be enough written about Greed and Ling in any form. This is one I wrote about Ling paying homage to those he's lost, including one very special honored dead..
The Future Lies in Stories of the Past
In this one Ling and Lan Fan return to Central 10 years after the Promised Day as part of a memorial celebration organized by Fuhrer Mustang. It was set up in part to facilitate their Xingese rituals as well as honor all those who fell fighting Bradley. Here's a snippet.
Traditionally this honor would be performed twelve years after a revered ancestor’s death, but considering the only reason they’re here at all is due to Fuhrer Mustang’s generosity he was loath to complain. With the tumultuous times this country has endured after the fall of Bradley and the rest of the Promised Day, he and Lan Fan had given up all hope of ever performing this ritual at the site of Fu’s death...
One more of Rickie Fowler at the Colonial today. :-)
Rickie Fowler at the Colonial today!
Well, I'm still in a 520 Day mood so I thought I'd share one more naughty little Roy/Ed ficcie. This one's one of my favorites because it has to do with Roy trying to lie to himself and with Ed around we all know that's not going to fly! Anyway here it is:
Deception's Fool (on AO3)
And here's a little taste just for fun:
Fullmetal’s sitting, no slouching down in the high backed chair with a casual abandon Roy can only envy. He’s sprawled over the furniture in a way only someone completely comfortable with their own body can be: legs spread wide, elbows draped over the arms of the chair with a hand on his thigh and the other dangling down to the floor. Roy’s eyes widen a bit more when he sees Ed’s usual leather pants are open and his shirt’s pulled up enough to give a tantalizing glimpse of tanned skin. He knows it’s all deliberate, but even knowing that fact doesn’t stop his body from reacting more in these ten seconds than it has all night long.
Here's my contribution to 520: Roy/Ed day. If only I could draw too!
Summary: Ed has a fantasy that only one other knows. Could this be the day it comes true?
YAY ROY/ED!!! :-D
~Cat
Ahhhh this is so like the fic I did for today, but with Ed in uniform! Love it! Just gorgeous.
The link if anyone is interested ;-) http://archiveofourown.org/works/810850
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Beautiful.