tfa_kink fill: listen to what you hear

Title: listen to what you hear

Rating: NC-17

Word Count: 11,871

Summary: "'Sir, I... require some advice,' JS-5983, who is still getting used to the fact that her name is now Jasa -- for that matter, that she has a name -- says, catching herself before she snaps a salute but still clicking her heels together as she stands at parade rest.

'Don’t call me sir,' Finn says automatically, then smiles at her, warm and genuine. 'What’s up, Jasa?'"

Or, what happens when the blind lead the blind.

Notes: This was a kinkmeme fill that grew feelings. Shocking, I know. It also just? Generally got away from me? This was supposed to be short and sweet and MAYBE a quarter of the length it actually is. I keep doing this to myself.

Here's the original prompt in all its glory: "Finn's started a bit of a trend that means a handful of other stormtroopers have defected to the Resistance and they come to Finn with a lot of questions about how to be "normal." Some of them even include the best way to seduce a good looking Resistance officer, because they've seen Finn with Poe, Finn's definitely done it successfully.Finn has no idea what they're talking about, so they go to Poe and ask him how Finn seduced him. Poe knows EXACTLY what it is about Finn that's got him tied up in knots, but hell if he's going to admit it to the baby duckling stormtroopers before he admits it to Finn."

I deviated from that a little bit -- like I said, it grew feelings big time, plus: now with added Jessika! You're welcome -- but hopefully if you're reading this, OP, you still enjoy it!!

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tfa_kink fill: Absence (Makes the Heart Grow Fonder)

Title: Absence (Makes the Heart Grow Fonder)

Rating: G

Word count: 2218

Summary:  Finn is off on a Very Important Mission. Poe has no kriffing idea how to deal.

Notes: This was written for a prompt over on tfa_kink: "We sure get a lot of Finn waiting for Poe to come back from dangerous missions. Can I please get Poe standing around on base waiting for Finn to come back from one of HIS dangerous missions?" Technically, it's from a round that's already closed, but uh, it hasn't been filled, so hopefully this is still okay.

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So uh... western AU may be a thing that is happening, hopefully soon.

Writing questions!

Tagged a bit ago by @psyraah​; sorry I just got to them, I’ve been travelling!

Eurgh I think I’ve FINALLY recovered from the direct aftershock of the US election enough to want to write more FMA West Wing ‘verse

Roy/Ed Secret Santa: Baby, It’s...

Title: Baby, It’s...

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 2634

Summary: "The last town they had passed through had been some 5 miles ago, long before the storm got too thick for safe driving, and Roy could practically see that thought working its way through Ed’s head before he reluctantly mumbled something that probably wasn’t, but should have been, 'You’re absolutely correct, Roy, and I apologize for beating on the door like a madman.'"Or, ( two alchemists + one winter storm ) x a cabin in the wilderness - an appropriate number of beds = cuddling up together on a cold winter's night.

Notes: And you thought you'd never use algebra. Sorry this is coming out so late! The holiday season ended up being a lot more stressful for me than I was anticipating, but I'm squeaking in on the deadline, so I guess it all worked out in the end. ;__; @raineynight713, I hope you like it! <3 Quick note: this is several years post-canon, with Ed in roughly his mid-twenties, but retaining his automail and alchemy, and having stayed in the military under Roy's command.

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a soft & sweet christmas boy

cc @greencarnationswebcomic

HQHols: they call my name from down the hall

Title: they call my name from down the hall

Rating: PG-13

Word count: 6631

Summary: Honestly, Kei probably should have known that not even the library was sacred. Or: the one with the quidditch, sort of.

Notes: Took me a while to realize reveals were out so I could post this on tumblr now! D’oh. Yay, I'm so glad I can finally share this!! I've loved Harry Potter since I was a tiny child but I've never even written a Hogwarts AU, so this was really fun for me. Hope you like it, @psyraah! Title from "4th and Roebling" by the Districts.

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Roy/Ed Week Day 7: “waking up together”

Title: you dream of the saints

Rating: NC-17

Word count: 1657

Summary: God, but the way the early morning light catches on Ed’s hair is never going to get old.

Notes: Alas, it's day 7 of Roy/Ed week. (Although I guess this is technically a day 8 post... whoops. That wasn't meant to happen. .___.) Things are drawing to a close, and for July 31st I chose the prompt "waking up together. "Title is from 'Red Ribbon Foxes' by A Fine Frenzy, a song which doesn't actually have that much to do with this story in particular, but I love the line the title quote is from (The son of a holy man / you dream of the saints / so thin, with your poet hands and your eyes of flame / and I'd like to kiss you / full on the mouth, I don't care if you tell) and that song is The Most Roy/Ed. Seriously, go listen, it's gorgeous and everything about it fits them very well imho. Anyway, it's been a crazy awesome week and I have very much enjoyed sharing it with you all! *salutes*

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Roy/Ed Week Day 6: “vampires/blood drinking”

Title: Blood Relations

Rating: PG-13

Word count: 1944

Summary: “See, that’s what I mean,” he says, speaking directly into Ed’s ear now, and Ed hates, hates, hates the way the puffs of breath against his neck and ear make him twitch, because he’s really not interested in giving this bastard the satisfaction. “Only an alchemist could look at a vampire and think ‘chimera.’” Ed really, honestly can’t help it: he laughs.

Notes: This was supposed to be sexy what the hell is wrong with me. Day 6 of Roy/Ed Week, and for July 30 I chose the prompt 'vampires/blood drinking,' because I figured maybe if I actually finally wrote vampire fic the last lingering vestiges of my preteen Twilight phase would leave me. Didn't quite work, I don't think, but... oh well. There are many, many interpretations of adult!Ed that I love, but I think that the Indiana Jones-esque swashbuckling alchemical researcher-cum-adventurer type may be my very favorite always and forever until the end of time. Even when he gets waylaid by not-as-sexy-as-intended vampires.

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Roy/Ed Week Day 5: “a sudden silence”

Title: Proportional Response

Rating: G

Word Count: 2716

Summary: It’s inauguration night, and things just keep getting better and better.

Notes: Somewhere along the line I decided this amounted to, essentially, a West Wing AU/West Wing-themed fic, so naturally I gave it a West Wing title. One of my favorite episodes, for the record. Anyway, howdy, folks, it's Roy/Ed Week Day 5, and for July 29 I chose "a sudden silence." Sorry this one's late, my Friday was longgggggg, so. (No, but really: I am rewatching both TWW and Brotherhood at the moment, so I suppose this was inevitable. Also, this is the first one I've felt... not unsatisfied with, but like I could do more with. Who knows, maybe I'll come back and expand it at some point. Right now I'm mostly focused on making it to the end of the week. And finally: this is unbelievably unnecessary discourse but Ed is 100% Toby and I feel like Roy is Josh? With Riza as Donna, obviously. ...Someone please stop me before I follow this rabbit hole to its inevitable conclusion in hell.)

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Roy/Ed Week Day 04: “Soulmarks on the arm Ed lost”

Title: Crux

Rating: soft R

Word count: 5749

Summary: It just appeared, without warning. Roy had had a few marks before; one when he was very young, which had faded within a year, and one on the cusp of his departure for Ishval which had been all but ripped from him within a week on the front lines. And then there was this: messy, scribbly, with the letters half crowded together and half spaced awkwardly far apart. At first, Roy didn’t understand it. And then once he did, he tried to burn the damn thing off. After all, when he meets Edward Elric, he’s twelve years old and only has one arm.

Notes: Happy Thursday, which I also like to refer to as "Oh-God-What-Have-I-Done"sday. It's day four of Roy/Ed Week, and for July 28 I chose the prompt "soulmarks on the wrist/arm Ed lost." I would say I have an excuse, but I... don't. Look, I'm a simple girl with simple tastes, and Roy Mustang suffering is, like, at least 98% of them. Godspeed, friends. (And just so we're clear -- nothing, and I mean nothing, happens until several years post-series. I know what the summary says, but -- please trust me. This is not that kind of story, and I stand firm in my belief that Roy is not that kind of person. Character. Whatever.)

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