❥ Phoenix verse Ed saw this and immediately decided he was "shoving Roy into a wall." Not shoving him against a wall, just walking by and making sure to shove Roy into the wall as he passes lol
My muse is feeling touch-starved.
Send one of the following touches for my muse’s reaction. Bonus points for a description/context of some kind to make it easier for your partner to respond!
❥ - rough, violent, or dominant touch, such as gripping the back of their neck, holding them down, shoving them into a wall, digging their nails into them, grabbing their jaw, etc
Roy had been walking down the street, minding his own business, nose deep in a report, when he suddenly found himself flying against the wall of the corner cafe. He quickly righted himself, straightened out his clothes, tucked the report into his coat pocket, and readied himself for a fight.
He raised his hands to clap and give the bastard who dared to cross his path a particularly heated response when he saw Edward walking away like nothing ever happened. Roy’s breath caught in his throat, and his heart beat faster. He lowered his hands as he stood there a bit stunned. The shove was now completely forgotten. When had Ed come back from out West? They had so much catching up to do. His eyes widened a little: he also had so much mooning and pining cram in while he had the chance.
Now was as good a time as any. His report could wait, and he doubted Ed would say no to a free meal. Roy grinned and headed in Ed’s direction.
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Edward had been coming around for a few months. As much as Roy found Ed’s company delightful, at first there had been a learning curve. Food wrappers appeared in places other than the garbage (mostly in Roy’s library where Ed often took up residence to read), and there would be dirt or mud either near the entrance to the living room or even in it.
Roy also knew sometimes Ed purposefully left messes out of spite. Usually the bigger ones happened after they had a good row. He knew that’s what Ed was doing, but acknowledging it would be the same as backing down. However, there were plenty of other times, like this one, where he was pretty sure Ed simply forgot or became so engrossed with whatever he was reading that cleaning up never entered his mind.
He didn’t keep much furniture in his living room, but in his study, Roy had two Queen Ann chairs that were long enough for someone to somewhat comfortably curl up on and take a nap. Or sleep in Ed’s case because it was nearing one in the morning. After the first couple of times of attempting to wake Ed up and get him in the guest bedroom, Roy had simply solved the problem keeping a couple blankets in the chest between them.
Bypassing the stack of books on the floor and the empty plate from dinner, he retrieved one of the blankets from the chest. Roy spread it out over Ed and neatly tucked in the corners. He took another look around the study, surveying the damage.
He bent over and picked up the first set of books. This mess wasn’t so bad. He could stave off sleep a little longer and clean up before bed.
~Their heated debates on alchemy only got better each time.
The more their conversations continued the more Ed pushed Roy to think in ways he hadn’t considered. It was as if he couldn’t wait to hear what Roy had to say. Probably to prove him wrong, but there were times when Roy liked to believe his company was thoroughly enjoyed. It made him want to dig deeper into the depths of Ed’s mind and find out what resided there. Because Ed was a sideways thinking. Normal rules and laws that most people applied to their thinking didn’t apply to Edward. They never had.
Ed had such a beautiful mind. It was a damn shame he could only theorize instead of practice alchemy.
Roy loved the way Ed’s eyes lit up with each counter argument. There was fire in those eyes, perfectly complimented by the way his eyebrows furrowed while concentrating. Ed’s hair often came loose if he had it pulled back. Tonight he didn’t. It lay in a perfect golden mess around his shoulders with a few stands falling down over his chest. Roy’s eyes moved up, watching each word formed on Ed’s lips, and he wondered if they were as soft as they looked right now. It would be so simple to lean forward and find out. He caught his hand starting to raise before quickly pulling it back down.
Then it sunk in. What he was doing. It certainly wasn’t debating alchemic theories with Ed. He had been…
Oh no.
No. He couldn’t possibly be…
And yet…
“The fuck is your problem?”
Ed’s voice startled him enough to almost knock off his game. Roy scowled. He shook his head and sighed. “You raise a good point about the array, Ed, but it’s something I’d have to test out before conceding my point.”
Good. Roy’s heartbeat started to slow back down. His voice sounded steady, yet slightly annoyed enough that he was fairly sure Ed wouldn’t catch on to what he had really been doing.
~His fingers were steepled together with his chin resting on top of them. He glanced at the clock then back in front of him. Ed had been ranting for a full twenty minutes now and didn’t seem close to running out of steam. Roy sat at his kitchen table, thoroughly enjoying it, though he would never let Ed realize that. Partly because Ed might get his feelings hurt, and partly because Roy sometimes felt like and ass for enjoying every passionate emotion that came from him. This was no different. And no one threw themselves quite into a rant like Edward Elric.
Some fool had dared to cut in line at the pizza place. And Ed being Ed that had led to minor scuffle, which led to Roy picking him, and smoothing over any hard feelings caused by the fight. Fortunately, the manager had agreed to allow Ed to keep coming back and even let Roy take a pizza home with them.
Ed paused, and the silence snapped Roy out of his thoughts. He looked up. Ed’s hair was starting to come undone from the hair tie, and if looks could kill… well it would be the most sublime way to go in Roy’s opinion. He made sure to keep the most serious look on his face he could muster and resisted the urge to stand up and give Ed another outlet for all that passion. Instead, he took another slice of pizza out of the box and slid it across the table. Then watched as Ed devoured the slice with a vicious fury that only he could accomplish. The damned thing was inhaled in under…
A minute. Not even a full minute had passed. Amazing really, considering how most people needed to come for air when they ate. Normally, something like this would gross him out, but Ed looked adorable, and even more impressive, after the slice of pizza was gone, the rant continued without pause. Twenty five minutes and counting.
Roy nodded his disapproval for ‘dumbasses’ and their ‘stupid smug faces’ and wondered if Ed would go for a full hour this time.
~He folded the shirt up and neatly tucked it into the box. Now that Ed had left, Roy felt he could safely retire this thing and pack it away. Maybe by the time Ed came back the shirt will have been long forgotten or at least filed away in their memories. After all, gag gifts were only meant for a few laughs then both parties appropriately moved on to something else.
Only, seeing the shirt Ed had bought him in the box unsettled Roy. His hands were still on the edges of the flaps, ready to close it up and store it safely next other gifts close friends had given him. Yet, he hesitated. It didn’t matter that his brain was telling him to fold the edges over, his hands would not move until finally he gave up the battle long enough to reach back in the box, lift it out, and examine it once again.
Roy remembered the day he had worn it, and how delighted Ed had been to poke fun at him. The pony and flaming mane and tail by all rights should have looked ridiculous to him. Let alone the shirt had been two sizes too big for him. Roy usually hated wearing clothes that were too loud and didn’t fit, but he only smiled fondly at the memory. It was one of the rare times he willingly let Ed win one of their teasing matches.
Ed had finally started to catch on and goad him back much to his delight, and now his house would feel entirely too quiet. Cooking for himself again would feel lonely, and there weren’t many people around who could theorize like Ed (or drive like an old grandmother either), but the teasing… Six long months, and that’s what he’d miss the most. Roy sighed and set the shirt down on the bed as if looking at it harder would erase the fact that he had come back from a two-week mission to an empty house.
Perhaps packing it away so soon was a bit hasty. The shirt would find a better home in the bottom drawer of his dresser. Or better yet, it couldn’t hurt for him to wear it one last time before retiring it…
~Despite the windy afternoon, Roy walked as fast as he could manage without breaking into a run. The park wasn’t too much further, and hopefully, Ed would still be there. Twenty minutes late. Pissed off didn’t even begin to cover how he felt. Roy hated being late to any meeting, but making friends wait was almost inexcusable, especially when that friend was Edward and was only visiting for a few days. They didn’t have the time to spend together like before. Between his duties and Ed’s travels, Roy always made time and room, but occasionally his job put a wedge between their plans.
Sharply turning the corner, he kept his hands in his pockets and focused on each step in front of him, intentionally ignoring curious glances tossed his way. He could only imagine what people thought about the Flame Alchemist tearing through Central like the devil was after him. But when he finally reached the park, his irritation and bitterness almost immediately washed away.
He stood there, a bit surprised and stunned (though that probably wasn’t quite the right word for it) before sitting down on the closest park bench. Ed was bent down while a small group of children gathered around him to play a game of marbles. The wind blew his golden locks every which way, but Ed didn’t seem to mind or care. Instead, his focus was solely on those children, patiently explaining something to them, most likely the rules to the game. Their laughter could clearly be heard by any passerby. He corralled those kids like a natural, and not once did he appear annoyed by their constant chattering and questions.
Roy could sit there and watch. He should make his presence known, but it felt far too intimate a scene to interrupt. His heart beat sped up. He had always known Ed was good with kids, but seeing it play out before him left him breathless.
*hides* *tears off small piece of bread* *flings it at Roy's head before ducking back into hiding place* *repeats* ((phoenix verse Ed of course smh))
Roy’s Ed senses were tingling as he stopped and look down at the pieces of bread that hit him in the shoulder. Bending over, he picked them up and popped both into his mouth and kept walking towards the kitchen.
If his assumptions were correct, Edward was probably hiding behind the couch. Though he wasn’t going to let on he knew. Besides, he wondered how Ed would react to him eating off the floor...
Sorry it took me a while to write. New town, new library, new distractions. You know? Anyway, my new address is on the envelope, just write me there. I’ll let you know if it changes, but I think I’m going to stick around here for a little while.
They have a HUGE library here! I wish Al could see it, but from what I hear he’s having fun in Xing. He’s making some real progress with Alkahestry. But this library, Roy. It’s amazing! I’ve been trying to spend all of my time there, but there’s this girl (almost as big of a pain in the ass as you) who keeps pulling me out. I let her once because she agreed to show me the best bar in town and the best drinks Creta has to offer, and now she tries it all the time. The worst part is that she actually showed me the worst drinks in Creta. I decided then and there, while choking on what I’m pretty sure was gasoline, that I never wanted to see her again. But every day she finds a way to track me down.
Or maybe we just keep running into each other. That’s her story anyway, but I don’t buy it. There’s a festival in town tonight. I’m going to go, but I’ll probably run into her again. Ugh.
How are things in Central? Still boring with nothing but paperwork to entertain you? Tell the gang hi for me. Have you talked to Al recently? He says he’s been gathering alcohol and drink recipes for the bar too, so we’ll have plenty for you to taste test when we get back. He seems happy, doesn’t he? I don’t think he minds traveling alone at all. I mean, I know he has Mei, but it’s different. I don’t know. I think so at least.
Train rides are still boring as hell by yourself. I hope you don’t have to go on another one anytime soon. You haven’t been given any other missions, right? I’m not sure what all to ask or to say. It’d just be nice to hear how things are going back home. I don’t have much to talk about except Creta’s wildlife and dry text books.
Anyway, that’s my semi-regular I’m-not-dead letter,
Ed
Edward,
I’m glad you decided to send me an ‘I’m not dead’ letter. And I’m not being sarcastic about that. No need to apologize. Moving from place to place takes time.The library there seems far more interesting than the one in Central. Or of anything that’s happened here. I look forward to reading about anything interesting that you might find.
There have been a few reports of unrest but so far every seems like it’s under control. Everyone else is doing well. Havoc’s prospects on snagging a date is as abysmal as ever, and Hughes is always lurking around a corner, lying in wait with all those damned pictures of his. Hawkeye’s aim is as precise as always. Falman, Furry, and Breda are working on a small side project to enhance our communication radios.
I have not talked to Alphonse recently. I know his studies in Xing have kept him busy. The last time I’ve heard from him, we agree to have lunch when he visited Central next. I’ll have to ask him about the recipes, although, it would be nice to talk to you both about it. When were you planning on visiting Central again? Perhaps all three of us can have lunch.
Surely, it’s impossible for her to be as big of a pain in the ass as me. I’ll have you know, Ed, I’ve worked hard, for years to perfect my skills at this. No one can take my place as the biggest thorn in your ass. In all seriousness, though, I believe your lady friend likes you. Perhaps, she keeps coming back in hopes that you’ll take her out on a date. You could always ask and find out. If you do, let me know how the date goes. I’m sure she won’t say no to you.
I have turn in (for once, at a semi-decent time). Good Night, Edward.
Sincerely,
Roy Mustang
P.S. Since it’s already decided I’ve taken the throne as the King pain in your ass, I feel from here on out I should be referred to as Your Majesty
Send me ‘Kiss’ and my muse will kiss yours somewhere according to their feelings for your muse!
Touching Meme:Kiss Addition! Kiss on the eyelids: You make me sad/Upset Kiss on the nose: You make me happy Kiss on the lips: Romantic love/Attraction Kiss on the neck: I want you/You are mine Kiss over the heart: I am connected to you Kiss over the wrist: I think you are beautiful/I find you attractive Kiss over the back of the hand: Respect/Admiration/Reverence Kiss on the palm of the hand: I am yours/I know you have me Kiss on the knuckles: Protectiveness Kiss on the fingertips: I care about you Kiss on the stomach: Sexual attraction/Desire Kiss on the knees: I want to support you
RoyEd over here too! For either Phoenix or actors, or both! :)
Send me a ship and I’ll tell you: (Fall Inspired!)
Who gets excited about Halloween in July: Probably Ed XD
Who starts wearing sweaters and scarves on the first day of September and completely overheats: Ed. I think Ed gets colder than Roy, plus Roy wouldn't wear sweaters in September even if he did get cold XD it would be unseemly to do so.
Who thrives in Fall/Who prefers Summer and warm weather: Roy loves the fall so I'd say both of them thrive in the fall because the summer heat might be a little too hot for Ed’s automail.
Who thinks the other looks so cute when they’re cold and trying to fight it with 50 sweaters: Roy
Who offers the other their jacket: Roy would offer Ed his jacket and Ed would accept with begrudging gratefulness, coupled with a side of sass. lol
Who doesn’t want to get out of bed in the morning because it’s too cold and has to run from the warm covers to the shower: Neither of them want to get out of bed in the morning XD
Who touches the other with their freezing cold feet at night: Ed totally gets Roy with this. And sometimes it's on purpose.
Who makes the hot cider to snuggle under a blanket and drink: Roy
Who loves carving pumpkins and buys about 300: Ed would make this a thing
Who is terrible at carving pumpkins: Maybe Ed? Define terrible because Ed has to have some artistic skills to draw arrays. Roy would only end up carving one pumpkin to Ed's gazillion because he's a perfectionist and it'd have to be 'just right' before he was done.
Who thinks pulling the pumpkin guts out with their hands is icky: Neither. They’ve both seen and done grosser things.
What is their favourite Fall activity: sitting by the fire reading or pulling off the biggest covert operation of the year
Who gets scared when they watch Horror movies: Idt either of them would. In fact, I think they'd both complain about how fake and awful horror movies looked or how terrible and unbelievable the plots were.
Who hands out candy to trick-or-treaters: They both would
Who accidentally scares the kids: Roy. He'd find a way w/o meaning to XD
Who suggested the couples costume: Neither. Roy has no interest and idt Ed would either.
What is their couples costume: see above. lol
What is the best Halloween they ever had: tbh with these two I can see every Halloween managing to be their best and worse all in a night XD
What is the worst Halloween they ever had: see above.
Who eats too much candy and ends up sick the next day: Ed
Put a “Tell me" in my ask and my character will answer…
If you snuck into my room I would:
[ x ] Go back to sleep [ ] Kick you out[ x ] Cuddle with you [ x ] Be like “How in the world?”[ ] Let you sleep on the floor [ ] Become angry
If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:
[ x ] Kiss or hug you back [ ] Smile and laugh[ ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable [ ] Push you away[ x ] Be shocked [ ] Strike you
If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:
[ ] No [ x ] Yes [ ] Most certainly not. [x] Without hesitation.
You are:
[ x ] Cute [ x ] Adorable [ x ] Attractive [ x ] Beautiful Handsome [ ] Okay [ ] Ugly [ ] Am not going to grace this with an answer
You are to me a:
[ ] Stranger [ ] Acquaintance [ x ] Ally[ x ] Friend [ ] Love [ ] Rival [ ] Enemy
I find you to be:
[ ] Pathetic [ ] Off no consequence [ x ] Intriguing [ ] Frightening [ ] Unsettling [ ] Annoying [ x ] Infuriating [ x ] Pleasant company [ ] Comforting [ x ] Unable to be lived without [ x ] Trustworthy
