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For two seconds, Mary’s heart just about screeched to a halt. It almost felt like it could burst on impact, and every inch of her was burning...because he’d kissed her. Ed; the love she’d never seen coming, but loved more than her own life, the man she’d give anything for, the man who taught her true joy...he kissed her.
The summoner’s eyes slid closed as she just about melted into him, Ed’s lips on hers feeling better than anything she’d felt in her entire life. It was better than she’d ever dreamed it would be. He’d actually given her a chance, and the small woman could hardly believe it. She loved him, she loved him...oh god, she loved him... No hesitating anymore.
Mary let out the tiniest little mewl of delight, leaning in closer for more of that wonderful pressure and heat. The world just, faded away, leaving just the two of them. Nothing on this plane of existence could match this bliss.
A Summoner’s Tale (closed FEH AU with traceofalchemy)
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Color truly had come back to Mary’s face; her lips rosy once more, cheeks red as Ed drew closer. The summoner’s heart felt like it was racing and constricting at the same time, lips parted in surprise as Ed apologized to her. The words he spoke had her heartbeat absolutely erratic, and she could almost hear the blood rushing again as it pounded.
“Ed, Ed no…” she spoke, sitting up since at this point, there wasn’t really anything left to hide to speak to him. Mary wasn’t going to allow him to blamehimself for any of this. He had a reason to try to push her away, she just wasn’t psychologically equipped to handle it and it nearly cost her her own life. That wasn’t his fault at all, and she hoped to anyone who’d listen that she could explain why to him at some point why she was so warped and twisted inside. Tears filled her eyes again as she answered him.
“Ed, please…don’t blame yourself for this, it isn’t… it isn’t your fault… I’m sorry I made you worry, I’m sorry I can’t be…normal…mI’m sorry I haven’t figured out how to get you back to Amestris… to her. I…I tried not to tell you, I tried, Ed. I know how badly you want to go back, and…more than anything…I want you to be happy, and I know Winry’s the one that can do that… I…even if I’m not, I want you to be happy…because, Ed… you’ve made me so happy, happier than I could even begin to describe…its like heaven, I… I never knew what it was like to truly be happy until I met you.” Mary finally confessed; her chest aching from the pain of knowing it would never be her, and the intensityof how her heart was beating.
“I love you, Ed. I love you so much…thank you, thank you for teaching me what that really is…”
Ed listened to her carefully, his chest feeling tight as she spilled all of her emotions out for him. His heart was racing too, and he had no idea what he could possibly say in response. It was loud and clear when she had said it before even, but this… This was everything she could’ve said… in a more calm state of mind.
The frown on his lips grew at the sight of her tearing up. He hated that he could do that so easily… watch the people he cared about get hurt… and a lot of times it was because of things related to him. He watched each word leave from her lips, her last statement hitting him hard.
The summoner was right, he still did want to go back… But it didn’t mean that he felt some emotion deep down that he couldn’t control… and hearing her say those things aloud made it even more obvious when he felt his heart race faster, his stomach dropping.
He looked away for a moment, deciding that maybe it was time to start moving on… There was a chance that he would never make it back… And he’d been so focused on leaving that he wasn’t paying enough attention to the girl in front of him that cared so much.
It made his heart ache… and when he turned back to her with that same frown, his face had grown ten shades redder. His eyes darted over her and he made a sudden decision in the rush of emotions that he hoped wouldn’t completely embarrass himself. He placed his hand on the bed between them and leaned in slowly, “Shut up…” he uttered with a slight crack in his voice just before he pressed his lips to hers softly.
BH verse as it stands (and we have traceofalchemy to thank for her help and patience so far)
Mary, or the unknown (yes, she is still an amnesiac in BH) is called Willow Faust in this universe, a name she came up with herself since she needed some kind of identity.
She has a prominent tattoo of the Empress tarot card on her upper left arm, but she doesn’t remember why (again, amnesiac).
‘Willow’ joined the state military at fifteen for access to restricted research in hopes of somehow recovering her missing memories, or even figuring out whereabouts she came from.
She has seen the gate, and thus can transmute without a circle. She doesn’t remember why she’s seen it, but is aware that you’re only supposed to see it if you’ve attempted the taboo. Has no recollection of anyone she could have transmuted, or...well...anyone.
So far that’s all I got. Feel free to make critiques (gently would be preferred).
@traceofalchemy sent ϟ for an angry starter!
For two seconds, the Empress looked down at the wreckage that used to be her suitcase. Two hours; she’d left the prince, two chimeras and Ed alone for two hours while she went looking for food, and found the place they’d been hiding out a mess, and what limited earthly possessions she had wrecked. It took a few moments to really let it all sink in, and for her anger to bubble. Only one guy was this good at leaving collateral damage of this degree in his wake, and that was Fullmetal, one of the two state alchemists once under Mustang’s jurisdiction including her. Shaking with unadulterated rage as she picked up the broken remains of a ladybug pendant, Willow took a deep breath before she bellowed the name of the likely culprit.
“ELRIC!!”
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“WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, BREAKING OTHER PEOPLE’S SHIT?!” Willow just about screeched, stomping over to the blond, her eyes more purple than blue with her spleen. Holding up her necklace, the ladybug broken into a jagged half, and a totaled set of hairpins with little hearts in front of him. They were one of the few pieces of her missing past she had left, and seeing them in shambles was a little too much for the girl. “Why can’t you be more careful where you get your ass kicked, huh?!”
@traceofalchemy sent ϟ for an angry starter!
For two seconds, the Empress looked down at the wreckage that used to be her suitcase. Two hours; she’d left the prince, two chimeras and Ed alone for two hours while she went looking for food, and found the place they’d been hiding out a mess, and what limited earthly possessions she had wrecked. It took a few moments to really let it all sink in, and for her anger to bubble. Only one guy was this good at leaving collateral damage of this degree in his wake, and that was Fullmetal, one of the two state alchemists once under Mustang’s jurisdiction including her. Shaking with unadulterated rage as she picked up the broken remains of a ladybug pendant, Willow took a deep breath before she bellowed the name of the likely culprit.
“ELRIC!!”
Of course, Ed was right, but fuck, it wasn’t like she had anything left of who she used to be. The last pieces of her, and they were gone. Just broken pieces of metal and chipped lacquer. Immediately, she dropped the necklace and pins...and punched Ed right in the nose with all of the strength she had, turning on her foot and walking away, each step more painful than the last. The only two pieces left that said yes, she was a person, a person with a name and loved ones and an identity, before all of her memories disappeared. She was a shadow, a ghost. Even less than the homunculus sharing a body with Ling...
@traceofalchemy sent ϟ for an angry starter!
For two seconds, the Empress looked down at the wreckage that used to be her suitcase. Two hours; she’d left the prince, two chimeras and Ed alone for two hours while she went looking for food, and found the place they’d been hiding out a mess, and what limited earthly possessions she had wrecked. It took a few moments to really let it all sink in, and for her anger to bubble. Only one guy was this good at leaving collateral damage of this degree in his wake, and that was Fullmetal, one of the two state alchemists once under Mustang’s jurisdiction including her. Shaking with unadulterated rage as she picked up the broken remains of a ladybug pendant, Willow took a deep breath before she bellowed the name of the likely culprit.
“ELRIC!!”
And he likely never would understand, he had everything; he had a name, a family, a past, his life was so...full, even with his brother an empty suit of armor and him missing half his limbs, they still had identities. They were people. Willow....Willow was nothing, and at this rate never would be again. Breaking the necklace only solidified the concept, sent knives through her heart....if she even had one. It was hard to really tell if you were truly feeling anything if you didn’t even remember what it was like to before. It was easy to forget how to love, how to feel joy. Anger, anger and rage she seemed to get a pretty good grip on, though, if the bloody nosed alchemist was any indication. Spleen so potent she couldn’t even form the words to say, or turn around and look at him, so she simply flipped him a backhanded bird as she walked further away into the brush.
@traceofalchemy sent ϟ for an angry starter!
For two seconds, the Empress looked down at the wreckage that used to be her suitcase. Two hours; she’d left the prince, two chimeras and Ed alone for two hours while she went looking for food, and found the place they’d been hiding out a mess, and what limited earthly possessions she had wrecked. It took a few moments to really let it all sink in, and for her anger to bubble. Only one guy was this good at leaving collateral damage of this degree in his wake, and that was Fullmetal, one of the two state alchemists once under Mustang’s jurisdiction including her. Shaking with unadulterated rage as she picked up the broken remains of a ladybug pendant, Willow took a deep breath before she bellowed the name of the likely culprit.
“ELRIC!!”
“Watch me, jackass! You’re the one who broke what little proof I had left that I was a person once!” Willow turned to yell at him this time, before running off. Fuck, she needed to break something else before she broke him more than she already has. Ghost, ghost....all she is, is a ghost.
@traceofalchemy sent ϟ for an angry starter!
For two seconds, the Empress looked down at the wreckage that used to be her suitcase. Two hours; she’d left the prince, two chimeras and Ed alone for two hours while she went looking for food, and found the place they’d been hiding out a mess, and what limited earthly possessions she had wrecked. It took a few moments to really let it all sink in, and for her anger to bubble. Only one guy was this good at leaving collateral damage of this degree in his wake, and that was Fullmetal, one of the two state alchemists once under Mustang’s jurisdiction including her. Shaking with unadulterated rage as she picked up the broken remains of a ladybug pendant, Willow took a deep breath before she bellowed the name of the likely culprit.
“ELRIC!!”
Of course, she accounted for that. Pausing for a moment, she clapped, kneeling and pressing her hands to the earth. Immediately, a large, wide hole opened behind her. ‘At least, that should slow him down some more’. The second she finished her transmutation, she took off again. Fuck, why couldn’t he just take the hint and leave her alone?! Hadn’t he done enough?!
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“Watch me, jackass! You’re the one who broke what little proof I had left that I was a person once!” Willow turned to yell at him this time, before running off. Fuck, she needed to break something else before she broke him more than she already has. Ghost, ghost….all she is, is a ghost.
Ed’s nose was gushing blood onto his sleeve and he stared after her for a long moment. He was very confused. How was he supposed to know any of that would happen? How was he supposed to know they’d get attacked and her necklace would get destroyed while they fought the attacker? He sighed, “Would you stop running!?” he shouted and started after her. He was rather slow with the blow she’d dealt and the small injuries from the fight, “Come back here!”
And she hardly minded that; she was glad he was starting to give up, she needed to be alone. Eventually, she found a large rock formation. It was too small to really be a mountain, but it was certainly enough to serve a purpose. Walking around it to find a suitable place to start, she let out a cry of frustration as she punched the hard stone. Immediately, pain shot though her arm, but she didn’t care. It simply served as encouragement as a second fist shot out to hit the rock, pain shooting through it too as this started a chain of abuse to her own body. She was already stained with the splatter from Ed’s bloody nose, and with each cry and each punch to the stone before her, her own blood joined his. Nothing, nothing, nothing, just a shadow. A ghost. An empty shell, could she really be called a person? Willow took out her anger and frustration out on the stone until her knuckles were beyond cut, bloody and bruised, her voice ran hoarse from her screams, and her face was stained with blood spatter and tears. Eventually, she collapsed into a heap, leaning her forehead against the cold stone as her shoulders shook with the intensity of her sobs. ‘Who am I?’
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Of course, she accounted for that. Pausing for a moment, she clapped, kneeling and pressing her hands to the earth. Immediately, a large, wide hole opened behind her. ‘At least, that should slow him down some more’. The second she finished her transmutation, she took off again. Fuck, why couldn’t he just take the hint and leave her alone?! Hadn’t he done enough?!
“Dammit, stop!!” He yelled after her. He could have easily chased after her, but with the way she was acting and the pain he’d caused her… and especially the fact that she’d whacked him in the face was enough to keep him back.
By the time Ed had found her, she’d worn herself out from the violence and the crying. Needless to say, Willow was shocked to hear his voice behind her. He’d still gone looking for her? Even after the bloody nose and obstacle she’d put in his path? Willow would have thought he’d just turn around and leave, take care of his nose, the blood she could almost tell was all over his face...but there he was, standing behind her, talking about taking her back.
Slowly, shakily, and silently, Willow rose to her feet. The least she could do after punching him in the nose when it wasn’t really his fault for what happened was do what he told her. She still couldn’t look at him, though. Her arms had fallen to her sides, hands twitching and bloody from taking the rest of her anger out on the rock, the other half of the bloody evidence a significant stain on the stone...
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And she hardly minded that; she was glad he was starting to give up, she needed to be alone. Eventually, she found a large rock formation. It was too small to really be a mountain, but it was certainly enough to serve a purpose. Walking around it to find a suitable place to start, she let out a cry of frustrationas she punched the hard stone. Immediately, pain shot though her arm, but she didn’t care. It simply served as encouragement as a second fist shot out to hit the rock, pain shooting through it too as this started a chain of abuse to her own body. She was already stained with the splatter from Ed’s bloody nose, and with each cry and each punch to the stone before her, her own blood joined his. Nothing, nothing, nothing, just a shadow. A ghost. An empty shell, could she really be called a person? Willow took out her anger and frustration out on the stone until her knuckles were beyond cut, bloody and bruised, her voice ran hoarse from her screams, and her face was stained with blood spatter and tears. Eventually, she collapsed into a heap, leaning her forehead against the cold stone as her shoulders shook with the intensity of her sobs. ‘Who am I?’
Eventually Ed managed to slow the bleeding from his nose and the time it took to slow down gave them both some time apart to cool down… at least from the harmful emotions. Ed still was shocked at how she’d taken his anger out on him, it’s not like it was his fault he was a target. The destruction that was caused because of the fight was only to save themselves…
When he finally found her, his face stained with the blood from his nose, he let out a soft sigh. He was relieved to have at least found her… even if they weren’t on the best terms right now, “Finally found you.” Ed mumbled, “Come on, I’m taking you back.”
“Y-You do?” Willow asked, her cheeks turning pink and eyes widening. She certainly hadn’t been expecting this.
"Hey, you!" *pokes*
“Hey yourself, handsome,” Willow smiled a little, giggling when Ed poked her like that.
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“Oh, how sweet...Ed, you didn’t have to do all this! Your love is all I need, after all!” Willow answered, touched and flattered and confused all at once. Granted, Ed is her first boyfriend ever, so maybe this is normal?? Plus, Ed’s love is gift enough. Not wanting to be rude or anything, she opened the small gift first. His gift will be later, and we’re sure he’s gonna love it.
"Hey, you!" *pokes*
“Hey yourself, handsome,” Willow smiled a little, giggling when Ed poked her like that.
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“It is to me, though...I...don’t think I’ve ever...well, I don’t remember ever getting a gift before..” she mumbled, referring to the fact that if she had received anything before, she couldn’t remember anymore due to the gate taking her memories. She didn’t really count the gold jewelry from Cornello that she used to make herself new jewelry, though. He’d just made them for her to make her look more ‘goddess’ like. When she opened the box, her eyes widened at the little metalic ladybug pendant.
“Oh, Ed...you didn’t...it’s been so many years now, I’m not even mad about it anymore...” she spoke, almost speechless at how thoughtful this gift had been. And he couldn’t even transmute anymore, so he must’ve paid quite a bit for this. She immediately leaned up to kiss his cheek. “Thank you so much, it’s perfect...”
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“Oh, how sweet…Ed, you didn’t have to do all this! Your love is all I need, after all!” Willow answered, touched and flattered and confused all at once. Granted, Ed is her first boyfriend ever, so maybe this is normal?? Plus, Ed’s love is gift enough. Not wanting to be rude or anything, she opened the small gift first. His gift will be later, and we’re sure he’s gonna love it.
“Eh… It’s no big deal.” Ed mumbled and waved it off. He watched her open the first gift. Under the wrapping paper was a small box and inside of the box was a brand new necklace. It had a very similar pendant to the necklace she used to wear all of the time before it was broken, “I know it’s not the same, but I figured it’s about time I got you something in return for getting the other one messed up.”
Willow immediately took off her golden choker to put on Ed’s necklace, her smile wide as she felt the pentant fall to just above her breasts. At Ed’s words, she shook her head, her smile fading a bit. “You didn’t though, it was an accident! I still feel so bad for the way I acted!” Willow told him as she unwrapped the second gift, the memory still making her feel guilty. And now he’d replaced it, thinking it was his fault!...but she tried to focus on the ‘actual’ gift she still considered the necklace just as much of a gift, and it needn’t have been bought.
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“It is to me, though…I…don’t think I’ve ever…well, I don’t remember ever getting a gift before..” she mumbled, referring to the fact that if she had received anything before, she couldn’t remember anymore due to the gate taking her memories. She didn’t really count the gold jewelry from Cornello that she used to make herself new jewelry, though. He’d just made them for her to make her look more ‘goddess’ like. When she opened the box, her eyes widened at the little metalic ladybug pendant.
“Oh, Ed…you didn’t…it’s been so many years now, I’m not even mad about it anymore…” she spoke, almost speechless at how thoughtful this gift had been. And he couldn’t even transmute anymore, so he must’ve paid quite a bit for this. She immediately leaned up to kiss his cheek. “Thank you so much, it’s perfect…”
Ed smiled at her reaction and shrugged. It had cost a lot of money to have it made for her, but he knew that he had owed it to her from so long ago. Although she wasn’t still thinking about it, it crossed his mind quite often, “You don’t have to thank me, I owe it to you… The other thing is more of a gift than that.”
Letting out a tiny squeal of delight at the garment, Willow immediately put it on and did a little twirl for Ed. She loves it! “It’s perfect, I love it! Oh Darling, thank you!” Willow chirped, turning back around to grab him by the collar and pull him down for a good smooch. The military had yet to make a uniform for a lady her size, and her wearing a well oversized major’s coat had been...tricky for the Empress, but having her own version of the famous ‘Fullmetal’ overcoat?? In her favorite color?? She could look like she (mostly) belonged there and show the world she’s Ed’s at the same time!
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Willow immediately took off her golden choker to put on Ed’s necklace, her smile wide as she felt the pentant fall to just above her breasts. At Ed’s words, she shook her head, her smile fading a bit. “You didn’t though, it was an accident! I still feel so bad for the way I acted!” Willow told him as she unwrapped the second gift, the memory still making her feel guilty. And now he’d replaced it, thinking it was his fault!…but she tried to focus on the ‘actual’ gift she still considered the necklace just as much of a gift, and it needn’t have been bought
Seeing the necklace on her was definitely worth it. He shrugged at her response. Her reaction to the broken necklace was what he should’ve expected… especially with how much it meant to her. Under the wrapping paper of the second package was a lilac colored fabric, “I know how much you liked the jacket I had, so I had one made for you.” It was a hooded overcoat just like his trademark red one he’d worn for years, the same material and everything.
“That won’t do, will it?” Mary spoke, pulling him down by the collar to press more kisses to his face. “I love you more than anything, Ed. You’re my whole world, y’know...” she added with a smile. It was a miracle she didn’t slip on her way over, considering all she had on were a pair of frilly white socks, and one of her husband’s shirts because they’re so big and comfy!.
Mary happily bounced over to her husband, leaning up on her tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek. “Have I told you today how much I love you?” (FE verse, obvi. Bc Mary wanted to pop into the hubby’s ask and give him kisses ❤️)
Ed smiled a little when she kissed him on the cheek, “Uh... well, not today I guess.” His cheeks burned a light shade of pink, “You’ve still got some time.”
“Do you really wanna find that out?” Mary purred, prepared to do anything to get Ed’s undivided attention. Why have his nose in that silly book when she was finally home and able to spend all the time in the world with him? He could do that when she was away on tour! Mary wanted her kisses and cuddles now dammit!
A certain tiny lady dramatically flops onto Ed’s lap, pouting up at him, dressed in her usual ‘comfy’ clothes (her husband’s shirt and a pair of knickers, we mean). “Get your nose outta that book and pay attention to me!”
Ed had been so focused on reading that when she plopped into his lap, he had to yank himself from the pages. He looked up at her from behind the book with a smirk pulling at his lips, “Yeah? Or what?”
“Oh please, it was too easy to find it the first time,” she answered, sticking her tongue out at him defiantly. “You can certainly try, but your chance of success is low,” she was cranky, and rather jealous that a book was more entertaining to her husband than she was.
[Continued from here]
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“I know where your snack stash is, and I might just re-hide and put it behind so many locks your head’ll spin,” she cooed, because Mrs.Elric wasn’t playing games today. Nope, it’s cuddle time. Right now.
Ed was no longer down to play this game. He pouted and dropped the book, “Heyyyy, that’s cheating…” he grumbled, “I’ll move them on my own so you can’t find them!”
Ugh, it was starting to feel not worth it. Ed could be a real butt sometimes. What, a book and his stupid snacks are better than her? Mary’s lower lip wobbled a bit, her nose scrunching as she tried not to cry out of frustration. “Fine, keep your stupid snacks and book! At least Pumpkin’ll be happy I’m home now!” Mary got off his lap at this, turning away to go find the dog. At least their corgi would give her love, since clearly her husband was too invested in his reading and cares more about his snacks going bad.
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“Oh please, it was too easy to find it the first time,” she answered, sticking her tongue out at him defiantly. “You can certainly try, but your chance of success is low,” she was cranky, and rather jealous that a book was more entertaining to her husband than she was.
Ed glared at her and tossed the book aside, “So, what? You’re gonna just lock them up so they can go bad? Sounds silly.” He sighed and leaned back against the couch.