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    “And yet, and yet I still need you, my dear Sun. I need my souls back, and you… you can get them.” Truth smiles. It opens its arms wide as the gate in front of Ed slams open. An almost completely unfamiliar transmutation circle fills the room. It’s only as he’s being dragged through his gate that she sees it: twelve elements arranged in a circle, three lines of varying lengths drawn from the center to the top. The second hand ticks backward.

    “Good luck, Alchemist!”

    He’s sent spinning back into everything.

     

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    Ed is sent back to the very beginning (with a friend) because Truth is an asshole like that. He fucks shit up.

    Or or,

    I'm obsessed with time travel fix-its so I wrote one.

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    13 Mar 2026

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    Roy had been too damn livid to notice the knife lodged in Edward's gut.

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    13 Mar 2026

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    “People always talk about how bad the surgery is,” Ed told Hawkeye, “but you never hear people mention how much it sucks to have fifty pounds of metal hanging off your body. Bolts in your bones.”

    “What’s happening?” Mustang asked sharply, turning toward them with his clouded eyes still lingering a few feet over their heads. “Hawkeye? What’s Fullmetal doing? Is there something wrong with his automail?”

    Ed flicked the lighter again, waited a little more patiently this time, and inhaled. Then he gave Hawkeye a nod, giving in to the inevitable. The only reason Mustang hadn’t figured it out already was probably because Ed didn’t do a lot of... this sort of thing. The comfort thing. Mustang liked people to play into his expectations.

    “Edward came out to smoke opium,” Hawkeye said at last. “He says it helps with the pain from his automail.”

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    10 Mar 2026

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    "Is it often like this?"

    Hawkeye's voice was so soft, Ed almost didn't hear it through the static clouding his head. He took a moment to breathe.

    "Not often", he finally said. "This storm's a bad one, but usually I could just take it easy for the day. Get some rest. It passes. Just—"

    He cut himself off with a sigh.

    "Just ...?", Hawkeye prompted after a moment when he didn't continue.

    Edward grimaced. "Well, the shitheads who have it out for me rudely don't give a fuck if I'm having a bad day or not. Really we should make them sign up on a schedule. Attempted murder on fair days only, please."

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    Edward knows not to push himself too much when the rain makes his scars ache and the strain of the automail on his body unbearable. Really, he does. It's just ... sometimes he's not given a choice.

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    10 Mar 2026

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    Parental RoyEd one-shots and short stories.

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    10 Mar 2026