#aterribledayforrain

[lovelybunchof--roses]

// OH MY GOD THAT’S RIGHT

Did I reply to that thread asdfghjkl—

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[mahoushojoumonster]

Would you romance Roy?

“Now, I’m assuming we’re talking about that Roy.”

She hummed. “I don’t know him all that well… it’s not something I can just say yes or no to. He seems nice enough, and yes, he is rather fetching to look at… but I think beyond that, it’s not something that I can say one way or the other.”

She wonders how the other sees that moreso.

[ferussanguis]

aterribledayforrain

"No... it isn't that. It isn't only that. That's part of the broader picture, but it's not the whole thing. And I think you know that. Why do you keep intentionally not being honest with me? Why are you doing this to me? What have I done to you that warrants such cruel and unusual escalation? Is it because of my reputation? The hero of the Eastern Rebellion... SURELY it isn't because of that, is it? Because from my point of view, not even that is level with the retributive justice I deserve for participating in it. In taking the lives of thousands... thousands of my own country's citizens. Playing nice with them... those... those..." His lips tremble, in spite of himself. "... those calamitous... THINGS, those agents of sin. I may think myself a monster... and I may be one for what I have done... but I'm nothing like... them. So why? Why, Edward?" He's stepped forward, eyes wild, gripping the boy's collar. He scans his face, repeatedly, looking for any further sign of a lie. His expression is slipping. "... Why?" he whispers. "Hughes... what did HE do to deserve this? And how could you use him... how could you hurt me, weeks after his murder, after his body went cold, buried under dirt... how could you befriend his killer, yet claim you ever cared for him...? Or... me? What did I do to deserve such treatment? Tell me!"

Edward's heart was racing, as was his breathing - doubly so when Msutang grabbed his collar - and he could feel his stone starting to agitate his lungs, that tell-tale shortness-of-breath tickling at the edge of existence. (His breaths curling wrongly just slightly at the end, if one was listening)

Shit. Shit - shit shit shit Mustang wanted everything and was too angry to be reasonable. Was there even a reasonable in this? Was 'reasonable' an option when faced with your ex-subordinate potentially committing treason and siding with the people that killed your closest friend?

"This has nothing to do with Hughes!" He shouted, hands coming up to desperately try and break Mustang's hold. "Envy was sent to watch me, and I can't go for a jog without losing my breath, the hell else was I supposed to do but play nice!?" Tone scared, pleading - Mustang was angrier than Edward had ever seen him. "And when he started acting like a human, why - why would I discourage him if it felt like he was defecting? I couldn't fight him anyway, Mustang, please-"

[mahoushojoumonster]

How about Roy huh? 👀 He's cute

Recommend romantic candidates for my muses and see their reaction!

“I know more than one Roy… would you like to clarify who you might be talking about?”

She does look a little amused by this at least.

“Though, I’m not too sure this one isn’t designed to get me in trouble…”

[ferussanguis]

aterribledayforrain

"Are you certain it isn't? To me... an outsider... that is indeed what it looks like. What I want to know is why. Because you see, Fullmetal..." His voice is raising, breaking, clearly showing emotion, unlike moments earlier. Vulnerability. Real vulnerability, too. Nothing manufactured for a public performance. "I'm not doing this because I'm going to arrest you. I'm not going to write you up or court-martial you. I have no interest in explaining how and why I find your conduct treasonous. Not to the State. I don't give a damn about the State." His hands are shaking visibly, ignition gloves curled into fists at his sides. The tendons in his neck stand out. "No, Fullmetal. I'm asking you why because I'm PISSED. How could you do this to me? I thought we were FRIENDS."

Wince.

The response stung.

And it was met with several moments of shaky silence as Edward processed, as he tried to figure out what to say.

There was no getting out of this, Mustang knew what he'd done Edward wasn't nearly physically recovered enough to just run. Not that running was an option, it'd make him look worse.

"Look, it's... I-" Voice shaky, hands, breathing, all of it terrified- "I was I was dying, okay? I was dying and goddamn desperate and I did something stupid, that's it. Couldn't go to the hospital, everything pointed in one fucking direction, and I - I caved. That's it." He wouldn't mention the Homunculi, not Solaris. "You wanna hate somebody, hate the assholes in charge of Lab 5 who left their materials out in the open to fuck up the first idiot who passed through."

[ferussanguis]

aterribledayforrain

He will choose to ignore that. Entirely. Lids still hooded over his eyes, lips drawn into a thin line across his face, Roy steps forward from the shadows, his hands clasped behind his back. For now. "Two death row inmates from the prison blocks went missing not too long ago. Their execution dates were approaching, and yet when guards initiated morning headcount, neither were anywhere to be found. In addition... there was no sign of them on prison record transfer logs, either. They simply disappeared. Into thin air. The same day everyone from my subordinates to the people closest to you, Fullmetal... to even several people in the slums of Central City to the Southeast of Central Command... noticed you disappeared yourself... from the face of the earth." He pauses to give him time to absorb what he'd said.

Oh fuck he did know-

As Mustang walks forward, Edward can't help but to take a step back, quietly terrified the more the man speaks because oh, oh Mustang was paying so much more attention than Edward thought he was.

He'd noticed all of it, found everything, short of witnessing the event in person it sounded like he knew damn well what Ed had done.

"...Mustang, it's not what it sounds like..." He starts after several moments pause, hands raised placatingly in the air, trying very hard not to sound desperate because honestly, it kind of was what it sounded like - and Mustang had made it very well known how he felt about Homunculi. "I swear it's not what it sounds like." Turning traitor, joining the side that killed Hughes. He wasn't-

[lovelybunchof--roses]

“Mm, the council is still out on that… but my vote is yes.” ATEM—

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[dragontamer05]

Caress + hip and lower stomach, hooking his fingertips into his belt loops @ Tim

Seemed he wasn't the only one getting bolder in touch as Roy continued to find new ways to catch him off guard. There had been a time not to long ago when Timaeus would have objected far more to such an intimate touch even from Roy. Even Tim hadn't yet dared to try going farther then above the clothes the rare occasion hands may have wandered, just a little.

Olive features darkened as heat rolled over his skin with an almost hitched gasp with his throat tightening as tried to hold back what he was sure risked to be a most inhuman sound, instead coming out more as a strangled squeak.

"Th-that's not what I meant when I asked for help putting away the dishes."

He tried to keep his composure as he dropped back onto his heels trying to ignore the shiver that ran through his spine and just how good it actually felt.

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