#scienceoftheidiot

[musing-and-music]

One word prompt : Door, for royai ? ☺️

Just after I asked the person I reblogged the post from that word, you ask me the same 😆

I must say that's a word with lots of potential! And I chose to give it an angsty meaning 😉 with a hopeful ending!

Door (or four times a door separated Roy and Riza, and one time it closed on them both)

1. When the door closes behind Roy and his cases, it feels like the end of an era, the end of a more peaceful and happy time. He's leaving her alone with a father she doesn't know, in a house that suddenly sounds sad and empty. After a few days, she realizes she's not used to it anymore, and sometimes she wishes Roy has never come here, sometimes she wishes that letter from the military has never reached the letterbox.

2. "I have nothing to tell you," Ri- Cadet Hawkeye spits, and she lets the canva door of her tent fall between them, cutting any attempt to apologize or just talk from Roy. Oh, he knows he can't convince her about his good will; he's not convinced of it anymore. War has destroyed everything he believed in, and it's destroyed the trust Riza has put in him when she allowed him to decipher the tattoo on her back. He can only return to his own tent, feeling his heart ache in a way he knows he shouldn't feel.

3. Riza closes the door of the hotel room with a heavy heart. The Colonel's grief feels too much for her, and any attempt to soothe him will fall flat. She's thought about loosing Rebecca in the same way, and the sudden burst of sadness that overcame her then has already been too much for her (she never thinks about how it would feel to lose Roy -that would be unbearable). For now, she can only make his work easier and ask the team to do the same. She simply hopes -foolish girl- that he won't lose himself in this grief.

4. Despite Riza's smile as the door closed on her, the reality of their situation weights heavily on Roy. He's now alone, his subordinates scattered across Amestris, and his most loyal -and precious- Lieutenant taken as a hostage under Bradley's watchful eye. This separation feels definitive, but Roy isn't known for giving up so easily. He will work his way to the top, and he will get his subordinates back. He will keep them all safe. As safe as they could be, he corrects himself with a bitter thought when the image of Havoc in his hospital bed comes to his mind.

+ 1. Riza locks the door before facing Roy's apartment. She smiles as she notices it's clean and tidy, sign that the guys have done a good job taking care of it. Then, her gaze falls on Roy, on his smile as he looks at her. He extends a hand, the scar still red on it, and she takes it, entwining her fingers with his. Peace washes over her as he kisses the back of her hand, his free arm closing around her in an embrace that she's craved for for years before the weeks they spent in the hospital. Now, she's free to put her head on his shoulder and enjoy his warmth and presence. Here, they're safe. "Home," she whispers. A laugh rumbles under her ear and Roy replies: "Home".

One-word prompts

#ask game #prompt #scienceoftheidiot #thank you for the surge of inspiration!! #royai #riza hawkeye #roy mustang #musing writes

[qs63]

OMG I HAD FORGOTTEN ABOUT THE GIFT !!!

Tell us about it aaaahhh haha (I remember now. ANGST)

🙈🙈🙈 I'm sorry I haven't finished this.

This is a post canon fic about one of the East City vs Briggs trainings. In Briggs. The plot was "angst and injuries" so Riza gets injured saving the team's doctor during an avalanche.

"You wouldn't happen to know how to make a stethoscope would you, sir?"

"I do." Roy got his wallet from one of his pockets, and took its content out before throwing it into the ground. He clapped his hands and transmuted the metals in the ground and the leather wallet into a simple stethoscope. "It's mandatory for the State Alchemists to know how to transmute basic military equipment. Medical equipment included." The doctor smiled as he accepted the stethoscope. "I should have known." Roy looked away as the doctor proceeded to examine Riza. Her gloved hands caught his attention. He touched her left hand. Those weren't her gloves. "Those are mine. The gloves she was wearing aren't good for this weather. She was showing signs of frostbite." Roy clicked his tongue. "She doesn't like the heavy ones. They make it hard for her to handle her guns." "She has no use for her guns if she loses her fingers." Roy gulped. "Is she in danger of losing them?" "I don't think so. But I don't have a lot of experience with frostbite." No. As an East Area doctor he was probably more used to missing limbs due to bullets, explosions, and infections. Roy took Riza's left hand in his. "I'll make sure she wears the right gloves moving forward."

Now you made me want to finish this. It's actually pretty good. Also Olivier ftw.

#roy mustang #riza hawkeye #royai #tag game #scienceoftheidiot #if you saw a lot of typos it's because I'm bleeding out in front of my phone instead of going to ER

[sassydefendorflower]

To survive the AO3 down time, want to write about Al sending letters to Ed while he's traveling to Xing? (Bonus points if Ed's doing something interesting too ^^)

Hi :D I don't know if this is what you imagined when you sent me this ask... but I had a surprising amount of fun with this! So... here goes nothing <3

+-+-+

Dear Brother,

It’s so good to hear from you! Who knew West Aerugo could be this interesting? Just don’t drink too much – and tell Darius and Heinkel that I miss them too! As for how I am doing… Xing is a lot more different than I expected it to be. From what I can tell, people just aren’t as tall as I’m used to – and that even though I am no longer as tall as I used to be! Ling invited me to stay at the palace, but I don’t think court life is for me. At least not yet. I joined a caravan to the northeastern part of the country instead, pretending I don’t know that Lan Fan is following me. The food is utterly delicious, and one of the old men in my group told me that the Tsang clan has developed a type of alkahestry that allows them to grow trees taller than some mountain peaks. It might be worth checking out.

Until your next letter reaches me

Alphonse

~

Brother,

Why did Brigadier General Mustang sent me a telegram informing me you started an international conflict on the Beruskan border? I don’t care how interesting their research is and how nice their pubs, we’re no longer the kind of people who just start chaos and let someone else deal with it. I hope this letter finds you in good health and not in a jail cell – and please excuse my language in the telegram I’ve send ahead. I love you, you idiot.

Alphonse

~

[Telegram sent on the 12th of December 1923 from Xio, Tsang Territory of the Great Imperial Nation of Xing, to Balka, Aerugo-Beruskan border facility]

YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKING IDIOT .stop. IF YOU GET ARRESTED I WILL .stop. PERSONALLY HUNT YOU DOWN .stop. YOU BETTER NOT BE IN .stop. ANY TROUBLE

~

Brother,

While I am glad to know that you are no longer held by Aerugan officials on suspicion of terrorism and counterintelligence, I do beg of you to lay low for a while. My blood pressure won’t stand for another incident like this. But while you were busy arguing for better accommodations in a jail cell, I did uncover something interesting. The Tsang clan has grown trees big enough to build houses in. The stories weren’t lying – this has to be some sort of alkahestry. But it feels different from the things Mei taught me. Oh, which reminds me: I finally figured it out! I can read the Dragon’s Pulse – and these trees are bursting with life’s energy. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say it feels almost magical.

Best wishes and happy returns

Alphonse

~

Dear Brother,

Yeah, that’s why I said ‘if I didn’t know better’ – I am aware that magic isn’t real, you didn’t have to scream at me for half your letter just to make a point. Then again, it is in character for you to make a big deal out of something so small. (please don’t waste your next letter on another rant just because of a little joke between brothers) I think I’m going to move on from the Tsang territory over to the Ang clan – there’s been some unrest because of the policies Ling implemented recently, so I might have to travel by foot. Don’t worry if I don’t write for a bit. Address your letters to Lan Fan and she’ll get them to me once I settle down again – I’ll tell you my next mailing address as soon as I know where I’ll be staying.

Tell Winry I said Hi!

Alphonse

~

Ed,

It’s okay. It was just a tiny bit of poison. I’m fine.

Alphonse

~

Dear Brother,

If you come to Xing just to be an overprotective idiot following me around, DON’T. Please stay where you are – I have everything under control. I need to finish my research here. I think I’m getting somewhere. I can’t tell you via my letters because I fear someone might read them along the way and realize what I’ve just figured out but… this could change the world. Not that I actually plan on ever telling anyone just how far the scope of this reaches. Not even you. I hope you can understand why I am doing this. And don’t worry for my life – Mei joined me on my travels and her fighting skills are beyond what I could have hoped for.

Love

Alphonse

~

Brother,

The Ang Clan was very welcoming, and their food was otherworldly, but I don’t think we’re going to stay here for much longer. The more I look into the Dragon’s Pulse and its possible connection to tectonic movements, the more confusing it gets. I meant what I said in my last letter – but maybe I don’t have to worry quite as much. There is a very real possibility that the two of us might be the only people who could ever even understand what is happening here. By Truth, life is just a never-ending quest of wonders, isn’t it?

Take care.

Alphonse

~

[Telegram sent on the 26th of April 1924 from the Imperial Palace, Great Imperial Nation of Xing, to Munk, Hala Territory east of Creta]

I AM SO SORRY EDWARD .stop. BUT WE’VE LOST CONTACT .stop. WITH ALPHONSE .stop. SOMEWHERE BETWEEN NANNING .stop. AND LIPU I AM SO .stop. SORRY YHELY

~

[Collection of unsend letters by Alphonse Elric]

Ed,

I don’t think I’ll get a chance to post this letter. Someone’s following me and Mei. I told her to get back to the palace or make contact with Lan Fan, but it might be too late. There’s something going on with alkahestry here – I think it’s only happening in the northeastern part of the country. It’s nothing like what we went through, I promise, but in the wrong hands… it could kill thousands. I am so sick of this art we’ve dedicated our lives to being used to ruin it instead. They could heal and flourish, but no… you know what the worst part is? I’m the one who discovered how to use it as a weapon.

I love you. I miss you.

Alphonse

[and]

Ed,

I think they’ve got Mei. What am I supposed to do? I don’t know. Dammit, I won’t send this letter, but at least it feels as if I can talk to you. As long as I write it down, you’re not gone – what did you say you were doing the last time we’ve talked? I think you were in Munk. Isn’t that a seaside town? Do you think there is alchemy connected to the sea? The tides? That would be insane. Is that what you were researching? I hope it went well. You can’t even swim, idiot. I hope you didn’t drown.

I miss you.

I miss Mei.

I think I messed up.

Al

[and]

Ed,

They won’t get me. And they’ll pay for whatever they did to Mei. I’m getting her back. I’m doing what is right.

Please don’t hate me for this.

Alphonse

[and]

Ed,

They won’t be a problem any longer. I took care of them. I’m so sorry. I did what I had to do to survive. But now blood is staining parts of the Duyun forest, and only some of it is mine. I won’t ever tell you this in person, but this is my confession. I broke our oath – I hope I can make it up to you by coming home.

Al

~

[Telegram sent on the 5th of August 1924 from the Imperial Palace, Great Imperial Nation of Xing, to Kanda, Independent Republic of Ishval]

WE FOUND ALPHONSE .stop. OR RATHER HE FOUND US .stop. BLOODY AND THIN .stop. BUT ALIVE PRINCESS .stop. MEI IS WITH HIM . stop. THEY ARE ALIVE YHELY

~

Dear Brother,

Thank you. Thank you for traveling all the way to Xing. Thank you for waiting for me. Thank you for being there for me when I came back. Thank you for listening. Thank you for leaving. Thank you for letting me keep some of my secrets.

I love you.

Alphonse

~

Dear Brother,

I think I might take on a journey across the ocean – just to see where the world ends, and the future begins. There are so many secrets out there still left to discover. So many things unknown. I’m definitely writing it all down. At least the good stuff. The things we can use to change the world for the better. And I do think that it’s possible – for things to get better, that is. I won’t be gone forever. In a few years I might just be ready to play politics at the court next to Mei and Ling. But until then? I crave another adventure.

Best wishes

Alphonse

.

..

.

Hey Al,

Mind if I join you?

Ed

[send me a prompt/snippet request while ao3 is down]

#fma #fmab #edward elric #alphonse elric #scienceoftheidiot #my writing #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #fma brotherhood #ao3 #epistolary #this was so much fun to write #a completely different style for me #i hope it still works #thank you for sending me this ask <3 #ask and answers

[dairogo]

For the prompt thing for original novels :

21. Describe the worst thing your main character ever did.

I have a few main characters, so I got to think around until I landed on one particularly fun one:

He was involved in a group that sent maybe fifty --? A hundred?-- people to their deaths or worse in a scientific experiment. His role was that he removed any trace of memory of these people from their friends, parents, spouses, children ... So you could call it a mercy of sorts, but only if you thought he was doing it out of kindness, rather than because he just didn't want the group doing this to get caught.

#oops #gives space for some character development? #look HE thinks he's a hero #ask answered #scienceoftheidiot #thank you!

[khrysopoeia]

I try to keep the tradition of always sending an ask when someone reblogs one from me, but I don't think I've read a fic from you (if I have... I'm sorry my brain is Swiss cheese).

So I'll send 11 and 13, but I'll let you chose the fic you want to talk about 😊

Thank you for the ask! I really appreciate it 😁 I'll answer for Elegies and Bittersweet Odes, the immortal!Riza/reincarnating!Roy fic @goneadrift and I wrote for @klainelynch to podfic this summer.

(Link includes both audio and text, if anyone is interested -- and I encourage you to be interested! I think we did a really great job.

11: What do you like best about this fic?

I'll stick to what I wrote for this question, as opposed to the collaboration and planning. My favorite part is the section where Riza realizes the canon incarnation of Roy is falling in love with her, and that she's falling in love with this specific incarnation of him, in addition to the general feelings she's had sincee their first life together. It came together really naturally, and the result is simple and, I think, very emotional.

13: What music did you listen to, if any, to get in the mood for writing this story? etc.

It has absolutely nothing to do with the fic itself, but I think I wrote this during the period where I was trying to establish a Pavlovian connection between the Bridgerton cover of Material Girl and writing, because why not?

Now if you'll excusae me, I have to go see if that worked...

#ask games #thank you! #royai #scienceoftheidiot

[spectralarchers]

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon for Barney Barton !

Barney Barton collects magnets from places he's been. Usually they go on his fridge, but that's filled now, so he's always trying to find places to put the magnets when he gets home from a mission.

When he learns that Clint has kids (which he didn't know about!), the magnets are all neatly packed away in a folder and only the nicest ones remain on the fridge, for now it's pictures of the kids he's keeping there.

(Later, it'll be the magnets the kids themselves bought him that will hold the pictures on the fridge).

#ask meme #scienceoftheidiot #barney barton #marvel

[goneadrift]

I want to know about "home is where your teeth sink, love" 😁

omg thanks for this one in particular, hehe 😄

So, on ff there used to be a fic where barely awake Jean (after 3rd lab) at night confuses Rebecca with Lust and attacks her. It really stuck with me and one day I had a persisting thought - What if Rebecca was indeed dangerous for him? This how the idea of a vampire AU came to life 😂

By now it kinda grew, so there should be at least two pieces in this series. Well, both will be short anyways because this is all about the vibes and not some plot 😋

I brought up a part of it here. And here is some more:

Jean didn’t even notice when he set the wheels in motion till he was already right beside Rebecca. She tried to step back again but there was the door behind her. She frowned and held her breath.

“Why?” Jean asked pleadingly. He had to force himself to stay still and not reach out to her, mindful of her warnings.

She carefully drew breath and gritted her teeth as if she was in pain, “You’ve had enough of deadly creatures in your life.”

“I didn’t have enough of you!”

Rebecca vehemently shook her head and stepped aside, putting more distance between them again.

current list of wips for ask

#ask game #scienceoftheidiot #wip

[jakeperalta]

🎶

to the bone by sammy copley

I love you to the bone, I love every beat of you, every measure and note, and so if I stand the chance, may I ask you for this dance? yes I'm so glad that you found me here and made the choice to love me all these years

send me a 🎶 and I'll put my music on shuffle and give you a song and my favourite line from it!

#scienceoftheidiot #answered #ask games #ok this is more than a line but the whole song gets me choked up every single time!!

[theliteraryluggage]

1, 13, 18 for the ao3 wrapped ask!

thank you!!

How many words have you written this year?

I am currently at 209.420 words! My goal was 219K, aka an average of 600 words a day, hopefully I'll be able to swing that still!

13. What’s your longest work of the year?

I'm gonna count everything I've written this year, not just what's already posted, so that would be Vox Populi! Part I sits at about 75K words.

18. The character that gave you the most trouble writing this year?

Hmm most of my writing troubles weren't character-related this year... but in Eldritch Elrics Hawkeye gave me a hard time, and in Vox Populi I was stuck on one of Al's chapters for quite a while. Strangely, also, I had a very difficult time figuring out how to write Ed at the end of Vox Populi, I couldn't quite grasp how the events of the fic would change his behaviour.

AO3 Wrapped Ask

#ask #scienceoftheidiot #nihi writes stuff #ask game

[fullmetalscullyy]

🥺✍️ for the fanfic writer emoji asks !

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

ooooh. idk. i've written so many different things over the years that i really don't know 😅 angst is always a d e l i g h t to work on but recently, just writing soft, happy, in love royai just leaves me in a puddle of mush. it consistently leaves my lying on my stomach and kicking my feet in the air - and that's what its all about. currently, that's my fave thing to do!

✍ Do you have a beta reader?

i have had betas in the past, but not now. no beta we die like maes hughes amirght ladies. mostly because my writing schedule is so erratic and i have 0 self control so i just want to chuck chapters out as soon as they're done hahaha. anyway, its a hobby!! it doesn't need to be perfect. so long as i'm having fun and creating, i'm happy :)

#ask meme #scienceoftheidiot #ask #ty for the ask <3

[musing-and-music]

Oooh I want to know about "The name was a knife, twisting in her belly" 👀 (sounds angsty lol)

This one is also a Jaime/Brienne fic!

It's angst, especially at the beginning, I'd say. Learning before you're 10 that the most infamous knight of the Seven Kingdoms is your soulmate doesn’t make you the happiest of girls.

As you guessed it, it's a Soulmates AU, where soulmates feel like a stabbing sensation when they hear their soulmate's name (nicknames work as well). The worst time is the first time (fortunately it softens with time), so imagine 4 yo Brienne hearing about Jaime Lannister for the first time and fainting because of the pain (it's so unfair for her, since Jaime's this famous)

I'm 13k words into it, and I think I might need almost the same amount to finish this fic. Maybe I'll divide it in chapters instead of posting a really long one-shot 😄

#ask #scienceoftheidiot #jaime x brienne #soulmates au #wip #musing writes

[qs63]

Chapters: 10/11 Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood & Manga, Fullmetal Alchemist (Anime 2003), Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Riza Hawkeye/Roy Mustang, Alternate Riza Hawkeye/Alternate Roy Mustang Characters: Roy Mustang, Alternate Roy Mustang, Riza Hawkeye, Alternate Riza Hawkeye, Alex Louis Armstrong, Edward Elric, Winry Rockbell, Grumman (Fullmetal Alchemist), Black Hayate (Fullmetal Alchemist) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Idiots in Love, Alternate Universe - Fullmetal Alchemist 2003/Brotherhood Fusion, Post-Fullmetal Alchemist: Conqueror of Shamballa, Post-Promised Day, Body Swap, Royai - Freeform Summary:

One circle, one Roy Mustang on each side, one accidental transmutation, one occasion to be humbled and learn.

--

Only one left! Go say hi to @scienceoftheidiot and reblog her amazing art for this chapter. 🥰

#roy mustang #Riza Hawkeye #fullmetal alchemist #royai #fma fanfiction #my work #scienceoftheidiot

[sassydefendorflower]

3, 27, 37 for the ask game ☺️

Oh!!! Thank you!!!

3. What was the last song you listened to? 

As the least musical person on tumblr this is probably harder to answer than it should be,,, um... I think the "Playing Beltik" theme from the Queen's Gambit soundtrack in its extended version. The kind of music I listen to while I clean :D

27. What’s your favorite book? Or just one you’ve read a few times? 

Truly the hard hitting questions :D The Raven Cycle is probably up there as the book series that I've re-read the most, the books formative to my teenage years in ways beyond comprehension. I remember finishing The Starless Sea recently and thinking "fuck... this might just be the most book of all time" and I have an eternal soft spot for both Animorphs and a lot of the Terry Pratchett books I read over the years.

(and a fond PS to The Lies of Locke Lamora - teenage Aurora couldn't appreciate you, but adult Aurora loves you)

37. Do you prefer dogs or cats? 

Cats all the way :D I have two, and one of them is sleeping on me as we speak.

Thank you SO MUCH for asking! <3<3<3

[ ask game ]

#ask game #ask and answers #scienceoftheidiot #thank you!!! #<3 <3 <3 #cats #books

[dairogo]

Well, I found this prompt

❝ don't worry, I'll be here when you're awake. ❞

Do I have to specify it's for Royai ? 😁

He’d questioned long and hard just how far Riza Hawkeye would follow him, and when all those years ago she’d said, “Even into Hell,” he’d still held some hope that she’d find her own way in life.

But now, his doubts about how intertwined they could be were left only with the one option: that this was all a dream. Either that, or they had to fizzle out and leave him with the realisation that she was here to stay, because what barriers were left for them now?

A beam of moonlight fell across her pillow, travelling over her hair and her neck where the scar had long since healed, and he reached out from his side of their bed to take her hand. She opened one eye a crack, then, realising her reassurances hadn't settled his nerves this time, she heaved herself closer, putting an arm over him and drawing him to her.

Roy sank his head under her cheek, letting himself be crushed by how close she was, how inescapable. He squeezed her tightly until she let out a rasping laugh and had to bat him away to a reasonable level of clinginess.

And they did their best to sleep - two people who deserved no rest, but who could give it to each other.

#ask answered #scienceoftheidiot #Royai #Roy Mustang #Riza Hawkeye #it was so hard to decide which of them would be saying this

[fairyprince7]

Just passing by again I saw you're into bi Roy Mustang (YES) so I'm reccing some great fics to you, The King's Counselor and Voices of the Court by my dear friend Quietshade who is now responsible for this being my own headcanon too. They're really awesome fics. Cheers!

Oh my gosh thank you so much! I was looking for fic recs actually 👀

#we just got a letter wonder who its from #scienceoftheidiot #fmaposting

[bucketofchum]

@scienceoftheidiot thanks for your interactions!! I don't mind reblogs, but I feel like most people don't like big blobs of text of OCs they don't know

King first met Atumu at a market (Atumu was being sold along with many others by a slave trader). King has this ability to sense other supernatural beings (being a Gorgon himself), and he sensed a very strange sort of vibe coming from a general direction that he later identified to be Atumu.

Atumu is fully human to his own knowledge. He looks, acts, and for all intents and purposes, seems human. But he exudes this weird aura.

So, sensitive to these sorts of things, King identifies Atumu and determined to buy him. King is quite anti-slavery - he never intended for Atumu to be his slave. He just purchases Atumu because he wanted to get this supernatural being out of ill-intentioned human hands. (King has ample reason to hate humans, and it gets worse over time before it gets better). So after purchasing Atumu, King never treats Atumu any less than an equal. But Atumu is not used to this sort of life, so he lives to serve.

The next several weeks or months are spent with only each other as company. King allows Atumu to sleep, not only in his tent (and not outside), but even by his side. King is coldblooded and his body functions start shutting down in the cold desert evenings. Having Atumu's warm body around really helps. Atumu asks no questions and obeys unwaveringly.

They have an extremely quiet relationship and just go through motions together. Atumu never asks why King keeps him blindfolded or why he treats him so gently (although he does wonder). Atumu is in return gentle and kind to King and treats him in a way that King is so unused to. There is no need to justify himself with Atumu. And eventually, there becomes no need to hide himself.

It's after many many many months of travelling alone (together!) that they finally come to a place where King feels safe and free to let down his turban and Atumu sees for the first time that his Master is a Gorgon. It's shocking of course, but it's not his place to question (he literally didn't even know Gorgons existed hah, but he is good with going with the flow), and King almost forgot that Atumu did not know he was a Gorgon haha.

Anyhow that's the first year or so of their relationship/coexistence summarized basically.

#kingtumu #scienceoftheidiot