An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: Roy’s hands have been hurting for the better part of the day.
At first, it wasn’t even that bothersome. When he woke up in the morning, there was only this peculiar, strange feeling of buzzing numbness. It was easy to think that he simply slept on his arms and now was suffering the consequences. He even laughed along with Ed, when his mug slipped from his hands. Only Ed’s reflexes saved it from getting smashed to pieces. “Damn, you’re really getting old,” Ed muttered, chuckling.
Then, he went to the headquarters, where the exhausting heat made every second spent in his office more insufferable than it already was. It didn’t help that Riza had declared that he had been falling behind for far too long and he should focus more on his paperwork. So he was reading. And writing. All day.
That turned the numb buzzing into an ache.
However, that was still manageable. It was still dull. Roy could push it to the back of his mind, ignore it as long as he needed to.
And then it started to rain.
For Royed Week ( @royedwk ) Day 6: Thunderstorm & Hurt/Comfort
I had an idea for the ‘prophet’ prompt, but I didn’t have the time to write a fic for it (and neither do I really want to), so… as per usual, all you get is this long summary of the story:
At the end of Conqueror of Shamballa, after Edward defeats Eckhart and steps out onto the wing of the aircraft to speak with Roy and Al, a forceful explosion shakes the ship. Edward is knocked over, and he slides toward the edge of the aircraft’s wing. Roy rushes forward and tries to grab hold of Edward's hand, but he is too late, and a dazed Edward is sent hurtling down to the pavement below with nothing to break his fall.
Roy and Al make it to the ground uninjured, and they run to Edward’s side. But the sight of Edward’s broken, bloody body lying motionless on the ground is just so horrific, that Roy physically restrains Alphonse to prevent him from coming any closer and seeing a sight that will surely haunt him.
Edward amazingly survives the fall, but is in a coma. The doctors don’t know how long it will be until Edward wakes up, but Roy vows that when he does, he’ll be there. Roy prays to a god that he doesn’t even believe in so that Edward might wake up and be okay. A few weeks later, Roy sits at Edward’s bedside and squeezes his hand reassuringly. To his surprise, Edward squeezes his hand back, making it one of the happiest days of Roy’s life. “I’m so happy, I could kiss you!” Roy exclaims. Edward is too tired to even open his eyes, but he smiles softly and whispers, “Please do…”
(This is where the story gets weird) Not wanting to be in the hospital for any longer than he needs to be, Edward stays at Roy’s house, where he continues to recover slowly but surely. Roy and other loved ones notice however that Edward isn’t acting like himself. His behavior becomes increasingly erratic, and he begins to experience odd compulsions and hallucinations. Not knowing what’s happening, and not knowing how to take care of Edward in the state that he’s in, Roy feels a bit in over his head, and also feels like he’s losing Edward for a second time.
Eventually, Edward begins hallucinating a man who looks like him, but bears a different name. Edward believes that someone named Elijah is sending him signs and visions in an attempt to communicate with him from a second parallel world which is on the verge of collapse. Elijah is asking for Edward’s help to guide the few survivors through the Gate and to the safety of Amestris. Roy really wants to believe that Edward’s visions mean something and serve a purpose, but he sides with the opinions of the doctors and he believes that Ed’s strange behaviors are the result of post-traumatic stress and injuries from his fall.
It turns out that Edward’s injuries opened up a part of his mind, and made him more receptive to the voices that echo across the different universes. Roy eventually comes around and he helps Edward guide Elijah and his people through the Gate. Two worlds become one, and Roy and Ed finally pursue a romantic relationship.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: It’s strange how instincts work. One second you’re feeling all right, the other you’re filled with an overwhelming dread. One second you hear a booming noise of a wall being busted, but you turn around, because you thought you heard a slightly quieter noise of a body falling behind you.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings…
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Edward Elric/Roy Mustang
Characters: Edward Elric, Roy Mustang
Additional Tags: Ed has a daughter, She plots with Al and Gracia, Children who know better than their parents, Icing - it’s not just for cookies anymore, This is not smutty even if that last tag sounds like it should be, Podfic, Podfic Length: 10-20 Minutes, RoyEd Week 2023
Summary:
Roy watched as a perfectly miniature version of Ed Elric pushed past her father and gave him the once over. Her hands were noticeably not covered in pink but an apron hung fashionably over her clothes. At four years old, Maize Elric was a precocious child and she seemed to approve of whatever she saw in Roy.
Al looked out to the sky, watching a pair of birds drift around each other, following each other.
"I don't think the Colonel would cry turning someone down. I think he would have to care a great deal about the person he let see him cry."
Ed scuffed his foot against the dusty floor of the platform. What he had Seen in the vision had certainly been different from the arrogant man, the elegant, controlled man Ed knew in the present. It was hard not to suspect some sort of manipulation from him, but it had seemed so genuine.
Ed remembered the taste of Mustang's tears. He remembered the man's uncaring voice on the phone that morning.
Rules for Writers: Post (approximately) six sentences from something you’re working on. If you aren’t ready to do that, add six sentences to your WIP.
From the Seer universe:
Ed feels the tension on his scalp as Mustang grips the man’s hair and the feeling of it runs down his spine. Mustang’s voice is rough and deep and— Ed loses his grip on the vision, It’s absorbed back into the eternity of possibilities.
Ed was left laying there on the roof, different futures sliding past his mind, barely leaving an awareness of them. He was breathing heavily. His body reacted.
Ed sat up, left hand balled up in the fabric of his shirt, staring at nothing. That had been…intense.
(I can't wait to see what other people's interpretations of "Prophet" are for RoyEd week)
The nightmares had been happening for a while, getting more intense since he'd moved to central, more clear. They weren't Ed's nightmares, not the cellar on that dark night, or Mom laying still in her bed, or terrible, shapeless aloneness. They were nightmares of drowning, of watching his own hands do horrible things, of quiet, lifeless ash. The nightmares came from somewhere, from someone. He was sure they weren't from his mind in any way.
It wasn't until Ed met the man the nightmares came from that they both realized they could share dreams as well. Strangely echoing dreams of their own faces across the room. Desire multiplied by two experiences. Traitorous futures. Pulling something back from God.
They could share dreams. And neither Ed nor Roy are people who can see a dream and do nothing.
(It's good we can post late because this is another one I've barely written!)
Rules for Writers: Post (approximately) six sentences from something you’re working on. If you aren’t ready to do that, add six sentences to your WIP.
From the Seer universe:
Ed feels the tension on his scalp as Mustang grips the man’s hair and the feeling of it runs down his spine. Mustang’s voice is rough and deep and— Ed loses his grip on the vision, It’s absorbed back into the eternity of possibilities.
Ed was left laying there on the roof, different futures sliding past his mind, barely leaving an awareness of them. He was breathing heavily. His body reacted.
Ed sat up, left hand balled up in the fabric of his shirt, staring at nothing. That had been…intense.
(I can't wait to see what other people's interpretations of "Prophet" are for RoyEd week)
Hi! I see that there are two prompts per day. Can people choose one or the other or is it a package deal? (eg. can I do Prophet but not Dynamic Duo?)
Thanks!
yes, of course you can! and if neither of the prompts speak to you, also feel free to use your own!
while i don't wanna hamper anyone's creativity, there are a few guidelines i ask you to follow for our event! most of you won't have a problem following them, but i would like to clarify just in case!
every work should include a monogamous relationship between roy and edward. sorry edwinroy enjoyers!
dead dove / other taboo topics are absolutely accepted, but must be tagged accordingly and include proper warnings.
the relationship should be current royed, not past. things that would violate this would be: royed as exes with one or more of them with a new romantic partner. however, pre-slash and post-slash for character death reasons are a-okay!
everyone is allowed to participate, even if you're not a content creator - i ask that everyone stay respectful and encourage our creators regardless of their submissions. if you don't like someone's work, just don't interact with it and not go out of your way to harass or leave negative comments on it. stay positive!
and most importantly, have fun! thank you for reading and respecting our event's guidelines.
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