Roy/Ed Week 2020
Roy/Ed Week 2020 will be from December 14 - 27!
Prompts and more information are available at royedpalooza.tumblr.com. We're on Twitter, too!
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It is, perhaps, strangely fitting that just when Roy thinks he has a handle on the state of things, an alchemical mishap switches his and Ed's corporeal forms.
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Al has no intentions of letting his brother sabotage a really very lovely relationship just because Ed has the emotional acumen of an unsanded block of wood.
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Roy has a proposal. Ed, some annotations.
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Christmas Eve Nights by orphan_account
Fandoms: Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood & Manga, Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types
26 Dec 2020
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He thought he was going to make a comment about his bedhead, and Ed would make a comment back, and the day would go on, but instead what came out of Roy’s mouth was, “Does your mother let you be seen with hair like that?”
It struck a chord. Roy was trying to strike a chord. It fucking worked though, and he was furious and out the door in a minute.
After that, every few months whenever they were getting close, spending long lunches together, whatever, Roy what make a comment like that, and watch Ed get furious and storm away. -
you cared for me (i’ll care for you) by orphan_account
Fandoms: Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood & Manga, Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types
26 Dec 2020
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His head spins, and he feels like he’s going to black out for a moment, or at least hurl his guts everywhere. He’s hesitant to move- he thinks any attempt to stand would result on his face or last night’s dinner on the floor. Fuck, Roy hates being sick. To be fair, no one likes it, he assumed. Edward in particular whines and bitches at even the smallest sneeze. But he also powers through serious illness and injury, and recovers faster than seemed humanly possible.
Roy just felt useless. Even before he was Führer, before he was even a Colonel, he was hopeless on sick days. He rarely falls ill, but when he does he feels as if the world is tipping beneath his feet, and something’s shifted in the balance of his universe.
Ed’s voice is a ray of sunlight, cutting through the shadows cluttering his mind.
My first RoyEd fic, written for Friday, December 18 prompt: Fever