#edling angst

[ovium-sheep]

The Cost of Immortality

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[hyolks]

look at what you did to him.

[kattythingz]

I need Ed meeting Black Canary. She's a badass, she's emotionally intelligent, she can never meet Teacher or General Armstrong (he's still terrified of that particular team up), she's also the one in charge of his new the kids' training

So. I did what you asked, technically. The prompt... got away from me a little. For 2.7k.

Don't hate me too much haha

YJ x FMA Pt. 7

🧡 Pt. 1 💛 Pt. 2 🤍 Pt. 3 🩵 Pt. 4 💙 Pt. 5 🧡 Pt. 6 💛

Robin zetaed into the mission room that afternoon just in time to glimpse Kaldur hitting the training ground.

Robin’s eyebrows shot up as Kaldur gave an actual noise at the impact—a rarity in sparring, considering his literally tougher skin—and didn’t rise immediately. Ed walked the short distance toward Kaldur’s sitting-up form, dressed in his high-neck shirt from yesterday and clearly borrowed pants from Ling, extending a friendly grin and a hand to Kaldur.

Kaldur accepted both with a smile, and Ed hauled him up without a sweat.

“You still good?” he asked amusedly.

“I am only just starting,” Kaldur said, then chuckled. “Although, if all your tosses carry such force, then I think I might owe Ling an apology now for laughing at him yesterday.”

Ling exaggerated a gasp in the peanut gallery outside the training circle, a familiar red hoodie draped over his arm, and Ed let out a snort. “Nah, Ling had that one coming for weeks. Anyway, you took that impact pretty well, considering I’ve used the same force on a suit of armor for four years straight.” He eyed Kaldur curiously. “Is your skin tough, by any chance?”

Kaldur blinked at the easy, and accurate, assessment. “Yes, it is. Did you figure that out just from tossing me?”

“Well, not really,” Ed hummed. “Your skin’s got a bit of a shine to it in the right lighting. It reminded me a little of shark scales—which, I guess is pretty cliche, huh?” 

He laughed at Kaldur’s politely deadpan expression, but it wasn’t from any place of mockery; Robin didn’t think anything about this guy was disingenuous. That, and Ling’s brighter eyes at the sound spoke really gross volumes.

“A little,” Kaldur admitted, “but I take no offense to that.”

“Cool, cool. Tell me if I ever do put my foot in my mouth, though, yeah? I don’t wanna go around pissing off the wrong guys and all.”

Ling choked on air out of nowhere, coughing frantically into his hand when Ed whipped toward him with narrowed eyes.

“You got something to say, babe?” Ed asked, and Ling sweat-dropped.

“O-Of course not. Just a bit of inhaled dust. As you were.”

Robin stifled his own laugh at the sight much better than Ling—unlike Wally, who hastily scrambled to slap a hand over his own escaped chortle. Robin stopped next to his best friend with a cheery elbow to his side, grinning when Wally released his silence upon impact. He shot Robin a glare, in tandem with Ed’s eyes darting to Wally as well.

Unfortunately, before Robin could witness a double murder, Kaldur cleared his throat, saying, “I have been meaning to ask, Ed.”

Ed humphed before turning to Kaldur, to Ling and Wally’s laughable relief. “What?”

He said it a little irately, but Robin was starting to think that was maybe the guy’s default setting and nothing to take personally. So, another Superboy, basically. They all had more than enough experience with that.

“You mentioned earlier before you grabbed me, ‘too low,’” Kaldur said. “But I was using the same angle that I usually do with Robin as my partner. Black Canary has already advised me on my technique there, and she would have told me if I was slipping in our previous training…”

He trailed off near the end, sounding uncharacteristically insecure, probably because he thought Black Canary was holding back some sort of disappointment in him.

Which was stupid, Robin thought, considering Kaldur was practically their best at hand-to-hand.

Ed must’ve realized something similar, either about Kaldur’s character or his skill, as he softened with a grin suddenly. 

“It wasn’t your angle, technically,” Ed said. “It’s more, you didn’t put enough push into the strike. You mentioned sparring with Robin—I’m guessing he moves around a lot and never stays in one place?”

He glanced over at Robin as though for confirmation, a keen intelligence in that single look, and Robin hoped his startled nerves didn’t show at being mentalized so easily. He pulled a smirk before anyone could notice him wavering and said, “You got it!”

“Right.” Robin let out an imperceptible exhale when Ed dismissed him for Kaldur in the next breath. “So, your problem was exactly that. You kept expecting me to bounce out of the way, but I stood my ground every time, and it threw you off.”

Wally was definitely staring at Robin in his periphery, but he ignored him in favor of focusing on Kaldur’s reaction to the words. He furrowed his brow, considering, before his eyes widened.

“Oh, I see,” he said. “So, next time, I would need to anchor my strikes more?”

Ed chuckled. “A little more to it than that. It’s a matter of quicker adaptability, I think—”

“So, what’s with the impromptu lesson, anyway?” Robin leaned into Wally to whisper, while Ed imparted Black Canary-level advice onto Kaldur. “I didn’t realize you were so excited to get your ass handed to you outside of training.”

“Shut up, dude,” Wally whispered back, annoyed. “That is so not what happens. And, I’m not the one who suggested this. It was Artemis who asked; blame her.”

“Hey! Nobody forced you to watch,” Artemis retorted. “You can go back to losing at video games if you really want to. Some of us actually want to learn a thing or two.”

Artemis had a point, obviously, but… It was weird. That she’d prompted this.

Was Artemis gauging Ed too? Bruce had made it clear to Robin the other day that the League had little reason, for now, to be wary of Ed—but that was the thing. There was always a “for now” attached to these things until they had concrete assurance.

Robin was more into the hands-off approach, personally. Ed seemed like a fun guy, and Ling trusted him with his literal future in marriage, so Robin didn’t think there was anything shady to uncover about him, per se. But this was also the second time that same group of bad guys, led by the same head scientist, had gone and kidnapped someone from the same other world. And they didn’t even have a name for this organization yet. The circumstances warranted a smidgen of caution, at the very least.

That being said.

“Oh, oh! If Kaldur’s had his turn now, can I go next?”

Ed and Kaldur turned their heads to him, both frowning with their own suspicion and surprise respectively. 

“I don’t trust that tone,” Ed said carefully, which caused Ling to snort.

Robin grinned, taking the compliment generously. “You mean you aren’t curious how our styles match up in a fight?”

Artemis made an interested noise next to him. “Actually, now that you mention it…”

“I’d be willing to bet on something like that!” Wally chimed in, munching on an energy bar. “Ten bucks says Rob loses for once.”

Ed’s eyes lit at the apparent challenge now. “For once?”

“Robin is the best among us in hand-to-hand combat, thus far,” Kaldur filled in for Ed. He eased out of position in favor of holding a contemplative hand to his chin. “It… would be interesting to witness the match-up. If you wouldn’t mind, that is, Ed.”

“Oh, yeah, sure, don’t bother asking me—”

“I don’t mind,” Ed interrupted Robin with an outright smirk, and Robin could already feel the action itching under his skin, begging to say bet. “But if you do—”

“You are so on!” Robin laughed before launching himself onto the training circle.

“Alright! Give us a show, wonder boy!” Wally cheered, which came in insulting tandem with Ling’s cheerier, “Remember he’s still a child, Ed!”

Kaldur gave Robin his own smirk as he passed, bidding him good luck before dropping between Megan and Superboy, and with only the entire team’s respect for him on the line, Robin wasted no time getting into stance. 

“On three?” Ed said.

“Only if you need the countdown.”

Ed’s grin sharpened an edge, and that was all the warning Robin let linger before taking the first lunge.

He nearly took the first bruise too when the zeta tube speaker blared out of the blue.

Recognized: Black Canary, one-three.

Robin staggered on his recovery landing only because Ed pulled away so abruptly. Robin almost stared at that bizarre reaction, but the zeta tube announcing Batman’s arrival next gave him his own pause.

Black Canary and Batman strode in, the former raising an eyebrow at the sight of the busy training ground. 

“I see you’ve already taken over my half of classes,” she said. “I haven’t even told the team yet.”

Robin had several questions already. Among them why Ed stuttered in response to the teasing, “Oh, no, this wasn’t—I haven’t taken over anything yet, this was just—”

“I’m kidding, Ed,” she stopped him with a laugh. Her smile softened when he straightened to meet her gaze when she was close enough. “I wouldn’t have minded if you did start today. As long as it gets the team training on time.”

“R-Right.” Ed’s cheeks went pink, and he rubbed the side of his neck. “Obviously. But I’ll still be sure to ask next time.”

Black Canary looked amused at that, and it took Robin a second to realize—

“If you say so.”

Ed was intimidated.

It was almost too insane to be true, and it reflected in all of Robin’s teammates when he shared a bewildered glance with them. Ed talked back at the Batman without batting an eye, but he held himself practically on his toes around Black Canary? Talk about doing things backward; that made zero sense.

It made perfect sense to Ling, at least, who gave a light-hearted greeting to Black Canary as he hopped onto the circle.

“I see you two have already met!” Ling said, and there was something in the subtle widening of his grin and in Ed’s hasty glare at him that Robin was so poking later.

“Woah, back up a second there,” Wally interjected, stumbling onto the circle too, prompting the rest of the team to follow. “What haven’t you told us yet? And what does Ed have to do with it?”

“Ed’s going to take over half your combat training starting after your next misson,” Batman made his voice known on that dramatic note. Robin was sure that was a smirk trying to tug Batman’s lips. “You’ll be splitting your time between him and Black Canary, to make the most of your training.”

“Really? That’s great!” Megan beamed, to Superboy’s noticeable disgruntlement. He crossed his arms and humphed. Although, he didn’t grumble like Robin expected. So that was probably a good sign for warming up to Ed.

Ling shared Megan’s excitement on a softer heat, expression nakedly fond as he said to Ed, “Yes, very great. And undoubtedly not your idea?”

“It was my idea, actually,” Ed snarked, turning his nose and earning goopier eyes from Ling for the motion. “It’s called equivalent exchange, not free-loading and mooching off other people’s resources.”

“Is that not the same thing twice?”

“The hell it is—!”

“Alright, settle down, everyone,” Black Canary said, coolly, though the laugh was well-hidden in her voice. “We didn’t come here just to give this news. Batman has a new mission for you. And a question for Ed.”

Everyone started at the words and, like a switch flipped, they turned their serious attention to Batman. Ed sobered too, saying, “For me?”

“Yes.” Batman pulled up an immediately familiar map on a holographic screen. Robin narrowed his eyes, already wondering—

“The Watchtower detected an immense power surge in the Bialyan Desert.” Batman zoomed in the map to the desert in question. “Spectral analysis revealed elements that are non-terrestrial in origin. However, given recent revelations with the team’s last mission, we now have reason to believe these signals might be otherworldly as well. We adjusted our readings with that in mind to align more with previous power surges of your variety”—he looked pointedly at Ed and Ling—“and came up with something like a pictionary.”

Ed caught on instantly. “A circle, you mean?!”

Batman nodded. “This is what it looks like.”

Robin wasn’t sure what he was looking at for a second. The circle resembled nothing of the one that had summoned Ed and Ling here. It was much simpler, with less tiny symbols scrawled between the circles and the triangle in the middle. Honestly, Robin’s first stupid thought had been—

“The Illuminati?” Wally choked out, laughing. “Are you serious?”

“The whatnow?” Megan said, in adorable tandem with Superboy’s confusion.

“The Illuminati! It’s—well, it’s a little hard to explain if you’re not even familiar with internet culture, but—”

“No.”

Everything stopped at Ed’s whisper, suddenly.

Robin whirled around with the rest of the team, and he was sure his eyes weren’t the only ones to widen at the stark horror contorting Ed’s features.  

Ling’s own expression crumpled in comparison, bleeding concern in his call of, “Ed? What is it?”

“This is what your signals showed?” Ed bowled right over his fiance’s attempt at comfort, staggering forward. “This? Are you sure?”

“We triple-checked it,” Batman said, and the set line of his lips deepened when Ed paled. “I guess I don’t have to ask if it’s familiar. What does it mean?”

“It’s—” 

Ed barely got out the word before swallowing it heavily. His hands were shaking, Robin noted with alarm, and his eyes looked like they couldn’t stray from the circle, no matter how hard his breathing shuddered.

He shook his head vehemently. “It doesn’t matter. Because this shouldn’t be here. Al and I made sure of it ourselves—”

“Ed, you’re not making any sense,” Ling intervened gently, taking one of Ed’s tremulous hands. Weary eyes darted to Ling, and finally settled a little. “Explain it to me, at least. What is that circle?”

The atmosphere pulled with Ed’s tentative inhale. And exhale.

Even Superboy was poised to react to… something, a rare concern pinching his brow when Ed sucked in a proper breath at last, if only to whisper.

“It’s a transmutation base. One of Tucker’s—the one he used to…”

Matching horror dawned on Ling. “Are you certain?”

“I think I’d remember that damn circle painted on his walls in red with Nina—!”

“Sunshine, take another breath. It’s alright.” Ed let out a jagged breath at Ling’s thumb soothing the back of his hand. He ducked his head, making a better effort to steady himself, and Ling released his own short sigh of relief. He glanced around the group with some pain before murmuring to Ed, “Do you want me to explain all that to them? Or can you?”

“No, I…” Inhale. Exhale. Ed raised his chin. “I can do it.”

He kept one hand in Ling’s as he twisted to face Batman. He carefully didn’t face the rest of the team, nor Black Canary, curiously. “That circle alone couldn’t have emitted that surge you were talking about. It’s less of a complete circle, and more of a tweaked base to implement into a larger reaction. And this one… has been tweaked to merge living things.”

Robin tensed at the weighty delivery. Ed hadn’t said it, but he didn’t need to. His seconds-ago reaction spelled it out: they were talking about humans here.

Batman shared the same thinking, as he intoned, “All living things?”

“Theoretically, yes.” Ed clenched his jaw. “Realistically, you’d probably only get concrete results with small animals. Like I said, it’s… stronger, as an amplifier.”

“I see.”

Batman pursed his lips. Minutely as always, but… more obvious than usual too. This wasn’t an easy implication to swallow for anyone.

Superboy was especially affected as he squeezed his fists, and Megan shot him a worried look. She didn’t risk comforting him yet, but Robin had a feeling she’d be trying to later.

“What does this mean for our mission, Batman?” Kaldur was the one to pose the question on the team’s minds. 

“Nothing, for now,” Batman said. “Your mission remains to find out the source of whatever caused that power surge, whatever its nature. If it turns out our same mystery organization is involved, and in Bialya no less, we’ll consider the impacts then.”

The team put on their game faces and nodded, but Ed remained despondent in the corner of Robin’s vision, and Ling’s sympathetic eyes stayed on him too.

Robin pretended not to notice Black Canary setting a hand on Ed’s shoulder as the team got ready for their mission. And nobody asked what she’d whispered to him.

That had been spelled out too.

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[muchmossymess]

hey we all agree that ed gets nightmares about ling absorbing the philosophers stone right

[dorian-cool-sack]

hiii poopsikins look at this edlingg

[inthebluz]

Snipped of Edling for the Leto Au.

“Why do you hate me?” Ling asks forcefully, hand gripping his wrist tightly with no intention to let go.

Edward refuses to look up, to look at that dark hair that would feel amazing to touch, to look at that perfect face that also made him want to press kisses everywhere.

To look at those dark eyes and be reminded that his dragon is back.

But that’s not true.

His dragon is not back because Ling is not him, they might share the same soul but not the memories, not the love or pain, not the kisses or comfort, not their first meeting or the beginning of the end. Nothing of their past life together remains in Ling.

He doesn’t know if that hurts more than watching the person he loved fall.

If he would have to pick, he’d pick seeing the man you love look at you like a stranger, keeping his guard high and a smirk as a weapon.

“You’re annoying and you eat through my wallet! What’s to like about you?” So much, there is so much about Ling that reminds him so much from Before. Happier memories, where he’s not scared to death, or confused to his existence, memories of soft caress and even softer lips, of loving embraces and continued affection.

But the reminder is there.

This is Ling, and not his love, because his love fell a long time ago and the person in front of him is just his newest reincarnation, with no memory of their time together.

[jeminy3]

finally finished posting all of the WIPs for this series. ugh.

[please-let-this-work-oh-my-god]

Hey... remember that post I made about Kakania's siezen in chapter 6? As I rewatched and transcribed Kakania's speech in 6-24, I noticed that Kakania had switched to using du midway through her monologue and that's just... such a neat detail to me.

Kakania was no longer speaking under any guise or formality or professionalism, she's speaking to Isolde as the friend she thought they always were, as her true self, just as Isolde had been doing with her so long before this. But now that du no longer carries that same tone of comfort and safety, it carries weight, anger, and the despair of a person who has seemingly lost a friend that they have cared for for so long, someone they thought they had known but has now been estranged before their very eyes.

Also, for anyone who needs it, the full speech scene in German is below the cut

Isolde: Du hast alles gut gepackt (?).

Kakania: Ja. Der Spiegel macht mir Angst, nachdem was passiert ist. Er spiegelt wahrheitsgetrau mein hässliches Gesicht wider, meine abstoßende Seele.

Isolde: Doktor, du bist nicht abstoßend. Wie kann jemand, der abstoßend ist, so edle und hohe Ideale haben wie du?

Kakania: Hmph, vielleicht… vielleicht haben Sie recht. Es ist Zeit, das Tuch zu lüften.

Isolde: Das Licht tut weh, hast du die Vorhänge geöffnet? Doktor, ich kann nicht sehen.

Kakania: Schauen Sie sich dieses Gemälde an, Isolde. Erinnert es Sie etwas?

Isolde: Ich kann es nicht deutlich sehen, Doktor. Es ist zu hell hier. Könntest du die Vorhänge zuziehen?

Kakania: Das ist das Gemälde Ihres verstorbenen Bruders, Die Rettung. Wir haben eine einfache Tatsache übersehen, Isolde, bis Heinrichs letzte Wörter uns alle daran erinnern. Theophil schrie seine Notizen in Verzweiflung, nannte aber sein letztes Gemälde "Die Rettung".

Isolde: Doktor, es ist zu hell hier. Können wir woanders reden?

Kakania: Wie konnte ich das übersehen, Isolde? Eine noble Damen wie Sie kann nicht nur singen und tanzen, sondern auch zeichnen. Theophil war ein feiner Herr, aber nur fein. Er war talentiert, aber nicht begabt. Die Frauen der Dittarsdorfs waren schon immer bessere Medien als ihre Männer. Sie sind viel begabter als Ihr Bruder. Sollen wir euch dankbar sein? Du und dein Bruder, ein Paar Messiasse dieser Ära. Eine von euch schrie die Wahrheit in einem bemitleidenswerten Gedicht heraus und hielt seine Verzweiflung in Kunst fest und die andere…

Isolde: Doktor…

Kakania: Und die andere wollte "die Farben von oben abkratzen, ihre wahren Farben enthüllen und sie neu formen". Das bist du, Isolde. Du hast versucht, die Verzweiflung abzukratzen und die Welt mit deinen mitfühlenden, mitleidigen Händen neu zu formen. Er schuf die Kunst, und du hast sie vervollständigt. Du und dein Bruder sind die Mitgestalter dieses Gemäldes aus Mitleid für diese Welt. Und deshalb war es das einzige Werk, das den Brand überstanden hat. Hab' ich Recht, Isolde?! Sag es mir!

Mit Heinrichs Hilfe habt ihr beiden den Anführer von Manus Vindictae getroffen, ihr habt das Wunder gesehen, euch wurde der Weg zur Rettung gezeigt. Aber der arme Theophil konnte nicht akzeptieren, was ihm gesagt wurde. Wie du, wurde er von seinem noblen, edlen Blut verflucht. Er hatte Mitleid für die Welt, hielt er aber noch an den Privilegien des Adels fest (?). Er wollte nicht mit dem Manus Vindictae arbeiten, aber er wollte auch keinen Krieg. Er hatte seine inneren Kämpfe. Als Begünstigter der Rettung war die Schreiben von Verzweiflung sein einziger Ausweg. Er musste sein Leben nehmen, um den Schmerz zu beenden. Und er wollte, dass du dich ihm anschließt, damit ihr beide gemeinsam von der Qual befreit werdet. Aber er übersah die Tatsache, dass du, im Gegensatz zu ihm, bereits in Verzweiflung lebtest. Alles, was ihm wichtig war, hatte dir nie gehört. Die Zerstörung dieser Welt bedeutete dir nichts.

Isolde: Mein Kopf tut wirklich weh.

Kakania: Also du hast ihm aus Mitleid den Abzug gedrückt.

Isolde: Ich kann nichts sehen. Könntest du bitte das Licht im Raum dimmen?

Kakania: Betrachte dieses Gemälde! Schau dir diese Spiegel an, Isolde! Was hat ihr der Anführer von Manus Vindictae gezeigt? Was ist "der Weg zur Rettung"? Ist er ein Zauber, ein Ritual?! Du bist die einzige, die es weißt!

[kiingleoturtles]

Satisfaction AU timeline

Okay I feel the need to do a masterpost about the different fics in this timeline in order so you get this. Fic titles have the link to the fics in them.

She Wants Me (To Be Loved)

Focused around Martel and Olivier's past relationship in this timeline as well as Martel and Dolcetto's friendship, and will end up having a LOT of angst to it. I'm actually working some more on this today so I'm gonna try and update it more regularly.

From The Start

Focused around Greed and Dolcetto's past relationship and also will end up having more to do with Martel and Dolcetto's friendship. Will get more angsty as it progresses but for that to happen I need to go work on it again.

Just For Tonight

Originally titled "Edling Week 2024 prompt fills" this is focused on Edward and Ling's one night stand. I do want to rewrite this at some point because I half assed it due to the week being when I had my mocks in school, so maybe I'll do that at some point.

Satisfaction Feels Like a Distant Memory

The fic that started it all, focused around my two faves Ling and Greed. It was originally just going to be a buddy comedy with no real plot that would be centered around Elicia and Greed but we've come pretty far since then. This might actually be one of my favourite things I've ever written, and I really hope I'll be able to finish it someday in the future. If you're looking for badass lesbians, gay idiots in love, children containing eldritch horrors or teens who can't really control the alchemy they invented, then this is the fic for you.

(Just want to tack on a quick thank you to my friend @yelenapines here. This fic - or this universe - wouldn't be as long as it is if not for your encouragement bud, it's a real confidence boost. Maybe someday you'll end up writing your own fic and I can comment on it with the same amount of energy you do with this. So sincerely, thank you for everything.)

And that's it so far! But if I end up adding more fics onto this timeline then I'll be sure to update this!

[ankhlesbian]

Soul eater au edl dimi sibling angst isnt real and cant hurt me

[ovium-sheep]

Tablecloth update

Also if anything looks faded, it’s cause I spilled something like tea on it and had to wipe it off 😔

[kattythingz]

Awfully convenient how I was in the mood for Hades au pain when the edling week prompt was also that :D (pain/saudade, that is) @edling-week

[edlingao3feed]

Opened Borders(FMA x MHA Fic) \working title/

WilburN (BearnLife) https://archiveofourown.org/works/56515336 by WilburN (BearnLife) Ed didn’t expect to keep his alchemy, neither loosing his right arm all over again or staying with the military for as long as he has. He also didn’t expect for the country’s border to open. Well, kinda. With Grumman as the new President Furher and newly promoted Brigadier General Roy Mustang at his side, they ended the skirmishes between Aurego, Creta, and Drachma. They also returned Ishbalans Holy Land of Ishbal. Of course, there was still complications here there, but that was to be expected. Ed, now Major General, was headed for central after a summons from Mustang. And according to the papers he received from Hawkeye, a foreign country called Japan has requested a meeting between a Delegate and their Minister to form an alliance of sort. But Ed has one main question to this mission. What’s a Quirk? Words: 1434, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types, Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood & Manga, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other Characters: Edward Elric, Ling Yao, Alphonse Elric, Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Roy Mustang, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Winry Rockbell, Paninya (Fullmetal Alchemist), Lan Fan (Fullmetal Alchemist), Bakugou Katsuki, League of Villains (My Hero Academia), Grumman (Fullmetal Alchemist), Scar (Fullmetal Alchemist) Relationships: Edward Elric/Ling Yao, Riza Hawkeye/Roy Mustang, Mei Chan | May Chang/Alphonse Elric, Lan Fan/Paninya/Winry Rockbell, Edward Elric & Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Edward Elric, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia) & Edward Elric, Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: Post-Promised Day, time skip, by like, a year and some, Some scenes during said time skip, Edward Elric Keeps Automail, Edward Elric Swears, Edward Elric Is A Little Shit, Midoriya Izuku is a Dork, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, Love me some EdLing - Freeform, Not the main plot focus but is mentioned in passing multiple times and brought up, EdLing endgame, Truth is a Bitch(quite literally), Edward Elric and God do not get along, theyre like if you stuck two cats that hate each other in the same room, but They tolerate each other to a certain point, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Crossover, Post-Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood, Canon-Typical Violence, for both MHA and FMAB, fun fact both are animated by Studio BONES, Studio BONES has a favorite child, and its FMAB, Edward Elric is smart, also he’s poc, Xerxian|Cselkcess Edward Elric(Fullmetal Alchemist), Trans Edward Elric, (not really mentioned but its there), written by a gay trans male author, Song references, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Possible art made by yours truly, (if I can figure out how to add it in that is), (I’ve been using ao3 for years and still can’t figure it out I even took a coding class), Ishbal | Ishval, Mentioned Scar(Fullmetal Alchemist), Xerxes | Cselkcess, No Beta We Die Like Father This post was automatically generated from an RSS feed of all new AO3 works tagged 'Edward Elric/Ling Yao'.

[bisexual-inuyasha]

☀️ kaeya quote🍒🥀🍌🍓

☀️ kaeya quote-- (quality choice friend.)

“You know, I don’t think I’ve ever read a story where the Prince gets swept off his feet and pressed against a door and then they just have a nice chat.” Albedo tugged Kaeya back down. 

“Aren’t you eager?” Kaeya’s eyes narrowed, watching Albedo’s face turn grumpier. The flash of his teeth from his smile was entirely inappropriate.

“I have never been shy about what I want,” Albedo frowned. He hadn’t been unclear, right? “Have I?”

“Oh, you’ve been very upfront with all of your needs.” Kaeya sighed and pushed away from the door. His face was pink, his smile still wide. He looked relaxed. “Did you get Rhinedottir’s list?”

-- The Problem with Secrets / Kaebedo

🍓- favorite poetic quote from a WIP: I don't know that any of my work is particularly poetic? :_( sorry. Have this instead:

“I was born with it,” he finally says. The words feel misshapen as they drop from his lips. “They are a family trait.”

“My master spoke of the family forged from the stars. Are you a prince, Kaeya?” Albedo frowns. “My Master was looking for you.” -- Chapter 2 of "When You Love It" /Kaebedo 🍒- Favorite sweet quote from a WIP:

Heizou stopped his murmuring, finger coming down from where it would occasionally tug at his hair. “You’re hungry.”

It wasn’t a question, though Heizou did give him a quizzical stare. “Why didn’t you say anything?” 

“I usually eat before we leave but I…” Kazuha stopped, remembering exactly what had happened. Heizou had flirted with him and it had all but sent him flying out the door. “I wasn’t hungry for breakfast.” -- Master and a Hound/ Kazuhei 🍌- Favorite funny quote from a WIP:

Everyone thought one got their information here–the classifieds. Or even the long articles, written with lots of opinions and grand phrases, that preceded them. But no. Alice knew exactly where to get the best information. It was coming up after.

The personal ads, the gossip column, the loose-lip features. -- "In Want of a Man" / Kaebedo 🥀- Favorite Angst Quote from a published work:

“I said I love you.” Ling rests his cheek on his fist. His elbow is propped against the table, legs dangling from the stool he sits on. “And I know you’re going to leave anyway.” 

“How do you know?” 

“Because you can’t do anything else,” Ling says, as if that makes any sense. “Because you’ve been putting off going back so long. Because there are wounds in you that can only begin to heal in Resembool. I’m aware of it.” -- "The Future" /Edling

[rabenlord]

In den dunklen Zeiten des Mittelalters, als die Wälder noch voller Geheimnisse und die Flüsse von uralten Legenden durchzogen waren, lebte ein junger Ritter namens Alaric. Eines Tages, als er durch die engen Gassen von Lindenfels ritt, hörte er ein seltsames Krächzen von den Dächern. Dort saß ein großer, schwarzer Rabe, der ihn mit seinen schwarzen Augen musterte.

"Wer bist du, edler Ritter?" krächzte der Rabe plötzlich, und Alaric hielt überrascht an.

"Ich bin Alaric, Sohn des Grafen von Lindenfels. Und wer bist du, dass du die Sprache der Menschen sprichst?" fragte Alaric neugierig.

"Ich bin Corvus, ein Rabe mit dem Geschenk der Sprache. Ich habe viele Geheimnisse dieser Welt gesehen und gehört. Wohin führt dich dein Weg, Alaric?"

"Ich reise nach Reichelsheim, um dort eine wichtige Botschaft zu überbringen," antwortete Alaric.

"Vielleicht kann ich dir Gesellschaft leisten. Der Weg ist lang und voller Gefahren," bot Corvus an.

So machten sich Alaric und Corvus gemeinsam auf den Weg. Sie durchquerten dichte Wälder, in denen die Bäume wie uralte Wächter über sie wachten. Der Wald war dunkel und geheimnisvoll, und die Geräusche der Nacht schienen von allen Seiten zu kommen.

"Erzähl mir, Corvus, was hast du in diesen Wäldern gesehen?" fragte Alaric, während sie durch das Dickicht ritten.

"Viele Dinge, junger Ritter. Ich habe die Schattenwesen gesehen, die in der Dunkelheit lauern, und die alten Geister, die in den Bäumen flüstern. Aber keine Angst, ich kenne den Weg," antwortete der Rabe beruhigend.

Als sie den Wald hinter sich ließen, folgten sie einem langen, gewundenen Bach. Das Wasser glitzerte im Mondlicht, und die Nacht war still, bis auf das sanfte Plätschern des Baches.

"Warum reist du wirklich nach Reichelsheim, Alaric?" fragte Corvus plötzlich.

"Es ist eine Botschaft des Friedens. Unser Land ist von Kriegen zerrissen, und ich hoffe, dass diese Botschaft einen neuen Anfang bringen kann," erklärte Alaric ernst.

"Ein edles Ziel. Möge dein Mut belohnt werden," sagte Corvus und flatterte auf Alarics Schulter.

Die Reise war lang und voller Gespräche, in denen Alaric und Corvus über die Geheimnisse der Welt, die Bedeutung von Mut und die Hoffnung auf Frieden sprachen. Als sie schließlich die Tore von Reichelsheim erreichten, waren sie nicht nur Reisegefährten, sondern auch Freunde geworden.

Und so endete ihre Reise, aber ihre Freundschaft und die Geschichten, die sie teilten, lebten weiter, wie die Legenden, die durch die Wälder und entlang der Bäche flüsterten.

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