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spaceratprodigy · 4 months

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OCs as Obscure References

Thank you for the tags @darkfire1177 @bokatan @hibernationsuit 💖💕

👇❤💜 Faith, Iris, Maril, AND Poppy 💙🖤👇

Name:

Captain Faith Hawthorne

Animal:

Rat / Bunny / Sprat

Colors:

❤🖤💛

Month:

August

Songs:

Pressure – Billy Joel

Chop Suey! – System of a Down

Autoclave – The Mountain Goats

Angel with a Shotgun – The Cab

I Think We're Alone Now (Cover) – Billie Joe Armstrong

In Your Eyes – Peter Gabriel

God Only Knows – The Beach Boys

The Longest Time – Billy Joel

Number:

Plants:

Peony / Spider Lily

Smells:

vanilla and sweet bakery smells, old books and paper smells, a nice cologne, the smell of the forest when she would go hiking on Earth, gasoline (x)

Gemstone:

Villiaumite / Peridot

Time of Day:

Sunrise / Middle of the Night

Season:

Spring / Autumn

Places:

Fallbrook, Devil's Peak Station, Botanical Lab, Edgewater, Grand Colonial Hotel Penthouse Suite, Purpleberry Orchards

Food:

Empanadas, Rice, Sofrito, Sweets and Pastries, Cheese, Potatoes

Drinks:

Water, Tea, Orange Juice, Milk, Rum

Element:

Fire

Astrological Sign:

Leo

Seasonings:

Adobo, Sazón

Sky:

Full of Stars

Weather:

Warm Spring Day

Weapons:

The Vermin II

Hunting Rifle Hyper

Phin's Phorce (sentimental)

Social Media:

Tumblr

Makeup Product:

Black Nail Polish

Candy:

Dark Chocolate

Method of Long Distance Travel:

Spaceship (via The Unreliable)

Art Style:

Art Nouveau / Baroque

Fear:

loneliness, alcoholism, addiction, abuse, not being good enough, the drastic consequences of failing or not making the "right" choice, how many people she's hurt, never being safe, never being happy, whether or not she's capable of love or being loved back, never finding comfort, her numbness and anger consuming her

Mythological Creature:

Phoenix

Piece of Stationary:

An old, worn, well loved paper. The edges have started turning brown, on it is written all sorts of calculations and schematics that probably only make sense to her, some doodles in the margins where she was lost in thought.

Three Emojis:

⭐🐀📚

Celestial Body:

Cone Nebula / Carina Nebula / Eye of God

Name:

Miss Iris

Animal:

Deer / Bear / Radstag / Yao Guai

Colors:

💜💙🖤❤

Month:

December

Songs:

Invisible Touch – Genesis

Everybody Wants You – Billy Squier

Black Sheep – Metric

I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For – U2

I Want You to Want Me – Cheap Trick

Babe – Styx

All Night Forever – TWRP

Number:

Plants:

Iris / Forget Me Not / Hyacinth / Lily of the Valley

Smells:

gentle floral scents, wood and sawdust, the smells of spices and nice hearty soups cooking, petrichor (x)

Gemstone:

Rhodolite Garnet / Scorodite

Time of Day:

Sunset

Season:

Winter

Places:

Red Rocket Truck Stop, Sanctuary, Valentine Detective Agency, The Third Rail, Diamond City Radio, Atom Cats Garage

Food:

Soups, Fruits, Veggies, Breads, Breakfast Foods

Drinks:

Coffee, Milkshake, Fruit Juice, Whiskey

Element:

Earth / Water

Astrological Sign:

Sagittarius

Seasonings:

Garlic Powder, Onion Powder, Rosemary, Parsley, Coriander

Sky:

Warm Sunset Colors

Weather:

Chilly Jacket Weather

Weapons:

Agamemnon the Fuck Upper (10mm pistol)

Amadeus (rifle)

Le Boom Stick Terribles (combat shotgun)

Social Media:

Makeup Product:

Dark Eyeshadow

Candy:

Chocolate with Caramel / Toffee

Method of Long Distance Travel:

Walking

Art Style:

Rococo / Art Deco / Impressionism

Fear:

losing everything and everyone she loves all over again, not being good enough, not being able to help or save people, causing harm or pain to others, being a burden, never being loved, never being wanted, never being able to free herself, never being able to rebuild a new life with people to love and be loved back by, failing her son, becoming a mother again, failing as a mother again

Mythological Creature:

Siren / Fairy

Piece of Stationary:

A love letter handled with the utmost care. She poured her heart into her elegantly written words. The precision is not lost on you, she wants it known you were worth the time. She signs her name with a lipstick kiss that makes your heart flutter. The parchment smells slightly like her gentle perfume.

Three Emojis:

💋💐🎭

Celestial Body:

Fireworks Galaxy / Pandora's Cluster

Name:

Maril Highwind

Animal:

Crow

Colors:

🖤💙💚💛

Month:

March

Songs:

Shipmeisters' Shanty – Yoko Shimomura

Traverse Town – Yoko Shimomura

The Afternoon Streets – Yoko Shimomura

A Twinkle in the Sky – Yoko Shimomura

Asteroid Attack – Yoko Shimomura

Number:

Plants:

Hydrangea / Morning Glory / Sunflower

Smells:

oil, grime, workshop smells, ink, parchment, wood, paint, dusty old books, the smell of food cooking in the Twilight Town Bistro (x)

Gemstone:

Azurite / Malachite

Time of Day:

Early Afternoon

Season:

Summer

Places:

Traverse Town, Hollow Bastion, The Grid, 100 Acre Wood, Twilight Town

Food:

Sea Salt Ice Cream, Sugary Skies Ice Cream, Royalberry Ice Cream, Carrot Potage, Beef Sauté, Tarte aux Fruits

Drinks:

Lemonade, Limeade, Orange Juice, Apple Cider, Hot Chocolate

Element:

Lightning / Air

Astrological Sign:

Aries

Seasonings:

Basil, Oregano, Cumin

Sky:

Clear Blue

Weather:

Perfect Summer Day

Weapons:

Custom Twin Shooters / Rifle

Social Media:

Instagram

Makeup Product:

Sparkly Cosmetic Stars

Candy:

Sour Gummy Worms / Cotton Candy

Method of Long Distance Travel:

Gummi Ship

Art Style:

Futurism / Neon Art

Fear:

abandonment, something bad happing to her family and friends, not being able to protect the people she cares about, the darkness, her world disappearing while she's away

Mythological Creature:

Wyvern / Harpy

Piece of Stationary:

A stack of worn, rolled up scrolls. The dustier ones are filled with spells and runes you're not quite sure how to read. The ones that smell of inks and paints are beautiful illustrations of various gummi ship designs. The newest scrolls are countless blueprints, they are quite fascinating! Many are for building gummi ships, some are for custom weapons and defense systems.

Three Emojis:

✨🛸🤖

Celestial Body:

Cosmos Redshift 7 / Saturn

Name:

Poppy

Animal:

Snake / Deathclaw

Colors:

❤🖤

Month:

May

Songs:

Foreign Object – The Mountain Goats

Choked Out – The Mountain Goats

Raining Blood – Slayer

Light Up the Night – The Protomen

I Am... All Of Me – Crush 40

Want You Gone – Jonathan Coulton

Number:

Plants:

Poppy / Bleeding Heart

Smells:

Blood, Filth, Campfire, Mildew, Foul Stench of Death

Gemstone:

Cuprite / Amber

Time of Day:

Evening

Season:

Summer / Autumn

Places:

Nuka-World, Grandchester Mystery Mansion, Pickman Gallery, The Combat Zone, Goodneighbor

Food:

Candies, Jerky, Noodles

Drinks:

Nuka-Cherry, Smoothie, Slushie

Element:

Fire

Astrological Sign:

Gemini

Seasonings:

Paprika, Cinnamon, Crushed Red Pepper

Sky:

Dark and Cloudy

Weather:

Stormy and Slightly Windy

Weapons:

Disciples Blade (from Nisha)

Pickman's Blade

Chain-Wrapped Aluminum Baseball Bat

Triple-Hooked Meat Hook

Social Media:

Twitter

Makeup Product:

Red Lipstick

Candy:

Cherry Flavored Candies

Method of Long Distance Travel:

Walking / Train

Art Style:

Expressionism / Surrealism

Fear:

weakness, not being able to defend herself, being captured or imprisoned in any way, loss of autonomy in any way

Mythological Creature:

Hellhound

Piece of Stationary:

An old, torn, crumpled up piece of paper. It's covered in dirt, or maybe that's soot. Did someone try to burn this? The handwriting is sloppy, but the words tell a story. Perhaps a diary entry. It's hard to read, but it's heartbreaking, desperate. This is something someone had to tell, to get it out of their system. It looks as if they tried to destroy it when they were done but swiftly changed their mind. Maybe, in the end, they hoped someone would find it, someone would know their story, maybe even find comfort in it that they're not alone if they've been forced to endure the same pain.

Three Emojis:

🗡💀🍒

Celestial Body:

Sun / Engraved Hourglass Nebula

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open tag to anyone who wants to jump in!

#uh oh besties I felt like doing all of the girlies #also bc I wanted to show off the updated banners I did for them #faith and iris coded lmao #captain of the unreliable #sole survivor #maril highwind #poppy

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p3aches-n-cream · 2 months

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a self-indulgent post about my spiderverse oc ft. hobie brown

first off, some context !!

1. ✧˖°SPIDER SAGE! (✿ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)⁾⁾𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ✧˖° real name: eden avery, age: 20, race: african-american, ethnicity: west indian (bajan). hails from e-767, likes art, takes martial arts! her hobbies include reading, writing, making collages, and creating art! After an adventurous descent into the park with her brother, she’s bitten by a radioactive spider - courtesy of her universe’s Norman Osborn dumping toxic waste into the woods And with that, Spider Sage is born! She was inducted into the spider society around her second year of being spiderwoman ( she’s seventeen here ). Having just lost her brother to a supervillain, she has high hopes for the organization. Under the assumption she’s making the world a safer place to prevent tragedies like her brother’s from happening again. But towards the time when the movie takes place, she took on a more pessimistic view and became distant. The spider society lost the nobility she once saw. She regards Miguel’s words with a grain of salt. She doesn’t get how preserving the canon is more important than saving lives. But she relents. Until she hears Miles’s story.

2. Spider Sage moves → Webbed Rock: Fills webs with rock and or rocks and uses it like a flail, twirling it above or to the side. There’s also a variation to this on → Double Whammy: Sage twirls while swinging webbed rocks in both hands, knocking out her opponents! Typically used against two villains. Mother Earth: Places both hands to the ground and plants from below, ripping through concrete. Shield of Sanctuary: Twisted vines rise from the ground, forming a shield to protect her from onslaught. Breath of Venus:. emits a pink flowery fume from her mouth that can anesthetize her victims. Twisted Arm: Thorny vines encapsulate Sage’s arm, delivering one powerful punch! Butterfly Cocoon: Sage can wrap her opponents up in a “butterfly cocoon” consisting of flowery webs and or plants. And this isn’t really a power move but Sage grows plant life on her back too, which she used to create wings. This one I haven’t found a name for yet, but i imagine her in one of those old-fashioned video games for it, y’know the ones : A giant tulip sprouts around Sage, swallowing her up and plunges into the ground, before reappearing behind her opponent, blooming before disappearing again.

3. An ongoing strike that afflicts Earth-767 are environmental violations. Earth 767, rhymes with heaven *･ﾟ♫₊ ♪ *♬‧ I wanted to reference the number for heaven without it being too on the nose, since eden’s universe looks alot like it ( could also be a reference to paradise, or garden of eden ) it’s basically a greenery abundant bed-stuy adorned with flora and fauna. It’s a breath of fresh air. It’s wild and free. It’s ethereal, unique, and refreshing. Heavenly and euphoric. Spider Sage swings through the air with a complete loss of inhibition, as her organic web vines twist around her arm. And when she descends, she’s like an angel dropping from heaven.

a couple of fun facts! 🎀🐾🍮💕

- the spider that bit eden was not only radioactive but mutated with plant life from the forest, giving eden flower power 🌸 think of like a spider with a peony on its hump. I'd provide an example, but I really don’t wanna look up spiders :( she also has a peony on her spider suit, referencing the spider that thrust her into her newfound identity

- When Eden grows new flowers in her hair, a pop up caption appears to explain the significance of them. They symbolize how she’s feeling at the moment, for example yellow roses grow on her when she meets miles, which is an indicator of friendship! 🌼

- Spider sage’s theme sounds refreshing and peaceful with a touch or two of unconventionality! A couple of music rec’s to get a better feel would be puzzle by g.a.t instrumental or si un jour by la femme

- When she was still getting used to her powers, her flowers would sprout unexpectedly in HQ, sometimes sticking to others or objects

- Spider Sage’s nickname is ‘The Green Goddess.’

‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧 SAGE PUNK 🐰🌷⊹♡ ‧ ( Eden & Hobie ) HEADCANONS :

1. Eden started out in the Spider Society around the same time as Hobie ( I headcanon she was seventeen, imma just make Hobie seventeen too since they’re around the same age. ) They’re polar opposites, Eden being shy and reserved and Hobie being able to find comfort anywhere. Eden warms up to be people once she gets used to them though, and she warms up to Hobie quickly. He doesn’t give her much of a choice. When Eden first sees Hobie, she thinks he’s cool. Because they’re both new to the spider society, they go on a mission together to start off. E and Hobie start to grow more familiar with each other, sharing aspects ( such as eden’s art and hobie’s music ) of their life with one another and get sent out on more missions. They make a good team, Eden being the one to drag Hobie back in when he gets too reckless, and Hobie encouraging Eden to go all out. They complement each other perfectly. After a while Hobie invites her to one of his shows, something he regularly does with others, but it’s meant differently when inviting her. He feels a connection and wants to see where this goes. little does she know she feels the same way :)

2. More on the first one, Eden was inducted to the spider society a little before Hobie was, and although he won’t admit it, her presence persuaded him to join. It’s no secret Hobie protects the ones he cares about, eden being no exception. Ugh, I can just imagine them stepping through the portal in Hobie’s dimension, Miguel attempting to recruit him. He’s not impressed by the tall man claiming to be Spider-Man, but the shorter girl peeping behind his shoulder catches his eye. So he reluctantly agrees. Little do they know Miguel plans to make them partners, thinking Eden would soften him up ( he was wrong ) and they’re sent off on a high-stakes mission to prove their worth. Eden’s incredibly moral so she ignores the red flags at first, but Hobie steers her in a more ‘oppositional, anti-authoriatrian ‘ ideology.

3. Eden always attends Hobie’s shows, making an effort to finish her homework on time. Sometimes she doesn't even bother. Hobie always laughs with a shake of his head, " I wouldn't want you to sabotage yourself. “ “ Nah, man it's cool! I'm a smart girl, I can handle it.“ she ends up paying for it later, stuck behind her desk at 2 am, struggling to keep up her energy. Hobie gives her a call, hearing the exhaustion in her voice " But it was worth it, " she tiredly whispers, belly churning at his deep chuckle over the phone.

4. Sometimes, people will joke about how Eden and Hobie even got together, being so clearly opposite from another

5. Hobie likes to serenade Eden with the songs that he’s made. Just don’t call it that, or else he'll get fussy. I remember I talked about this before with Eden showing up to his band practices/performances and cheering him on, but what about the times where it’s just the two of them? They’re sitting on Eden’s bed and the room is bathed in a warm glow from the candle she’s lit. He revels in the way her eyes light up as he plays his guitar, fingers effortlessly drifting across the strings as he maintains eye contact. Once he finishes the tune he sets his guitar down against her bed, enthused by her light clapping.“ jus’ a likkle ting I worked up, love. wanted you to be the first to ‘ear it. “ He leans back with his arms behind his head and a satisfied smirk on his face, gazing at her expectantly. Eden usually follows with loads of pleasant compliments with observant feedback and Hobie glady listens, taking in whatever she has to offer. He ignores the queasy feeling he gets in his stomach as Eden’s mouth stretches into a grin, showing off a dimple on her right cheek. “ Well I’m honored you’d share something this special with me. You’ve got such amazing talent. “ His chest reverberates with a chuckle, closing his eyes bashfully.“ Yeah, well..I wouldn’t ask if you weren’t special. Y’know? “ He tilts his head in her direction, meeting a pair of eyes filled with soft awe.“ Yeah? “ Eden stares back, searching for the affection she knows is there. A low breath escapes him and his eyes never leave hers. “ Yeah. “

6. I have a headcanon of Eden and Hobie from that one scene of Adventure Time, y’know where PB had kept the shirt Marceline gave her? Eden’s been to practically all of his shows before, and rocks his band’s merch proudly.

7. Hobie called Eden “Ed” once as a nickname and was immediately shut down. Sometimes he brings it back up just to annoy her. “ ‘ey ed. ‘ow you doin’ this fine mornin’? “ eden turns her head to the side and back around “ you talkin’ to me? I don’t see any ed around here.“ hobie also likes to torment eden with stuff he knows disgusts her. eden making a gross face at someone’s snotty nose? He’ll bring it up randomly, taking in her disgusted reaction. bugs creep her out? he’s already chasing her around the house, silverfish in hand. “ aw c’mon love, it just wants to say hi! “ “ Hobie get the fuck away from me!! “ he’s a menace, but it’s okay cause she always gets him back for it.

8. Organized girlfriend and Hectic boyfriend. 100%.

9. Hobie likes to show up at Eden's house unannounced, and she doesn’t even question it. She could be working on her latest assignment when Hobie comes in through her window, wanting to take her along on the newest adventure he’s dedicated himself to that day. And who is she to deny him? It’s always a blast hanging out with Hobie. Eden often finds herself reminiscing about the escapades they’ve gone on together. If he’s not taking her out to a party, a protest, or a music showcase run by some friends then he’s at her house playing with his guitar or listening to her ramble about anything going on with her life. Speaking of protests, Eden makes sure to pack backpacks with all the food, water and snacks they need - including a first aid kit in case of injury. Hobie takes it lovingly, kissing his thoughtful girlfriend for the trouble she went through.

10. Hobie and Eden are always willing to help each other, especially when it comes to their hair :) <333 this one is extra important !!

11. Eden loves to hug Hobie from behind while he’s playing his guitar. She smiles into his shoulder as she feels a light chuckle throughout his body.“ You’re awfully ‘andsy today. “ He tilts his head back, looking at her from behind. “ you need somethin’? “ Eden hummed absentmindedly, toying with the straps of his tank top. “ No.. just felt like touching you. “

12. Hobie is engrossed in a conversation with Pav. They’ve got a couple of hours until their next mission, so they’re chilling out in the cafeteria until then. That’s when Eden walks by, right on time for her morning cup of tea. A flowery scent wafts gently from her body that grabs his attention and he immediately turns his face in her direction. Quickly dismissing himself to Pav, he makes his way over to Eden, who’s dipping the tea bag into her cup. “Ey’ there. You’re smellin’ nice today.“ Eden turns to see Hobie who’s slipped next to her undetected. She grins at the compliment, eyes glowing. “ Thanks! I’m surprised you noticed.“ Hobie’s eyes widened at the unintentional jab.“ Ah, so you that’s the kinda guy you take me for, eh? “ Eden snorts and waves her hand dismissively. “ That’s not what I meant, and you know it. “ “ Suuure, love. Wha’ever you say. “

13. Hobie is not the type to get Eden flowers knowing that it stems from patriarchy. He follows no social quo. Plus Eden can grow flowers and plant life from her body so like why would she need more?

14. Eden turns her head in the direction of the sound, only to be pressed deeply into a red and blue shirt. “ Agh! Hobie! “ She giggles as Hobie hugs her and enveloped her in strong arms, picking her up from the ground. He swings her around earning a squeal, before setting her back down on the floor. “What’s goin’ on mate? How’s my fav gyal doin’? “ Hobie then slings an arm around her shoulder, his face dangerously close to hers. Eden ignores the heat flaring up in her cheeks, choosing to focus her energy into teasing him. “ You’re chipper this morning! What you just got back from a mission or something? “ “ What’d you mean by that, eh? Man can’ jus be chuffed to see you? “ He removes his arm from her side and Eden misses the weight against her shoulders. “ You di’n’t answer my question, love. How's your day been’? “ He folds his arms against his chest, leaning back coolly on the table behind him. Eden smiled, lifting her arms into a shrug. “ Eh. Can’t complain. Just got here actually. What about you? “ As the two continue to chat, Pav, Miles and Gwen can be seen watching them in the background. “ Can they.. not see how they act ? “ Pav questions, mirth leaking into this tone. Gwen gives a shake of her head and Miles laughs, shaking his shoulders.

15. hobie who notices when eden’s upset, offering her some candy he’s found cause he knows it’s her favorite. " strawberries your favorite, innit? " " yeah. " eden says through sniffles, wiping the tears from her eyes. " cheer up, supergirl. " hobie trails a tear running down her cheek and wipes it off. He rubs her back lovingly, staying with her while she rides her emotions out. Resting a head on his shoulder, she shakes out a laugh. “ Wha’s funny? “ “ Nothin’..you’re just..so good to me. “

16. Eden and Hobie like to rock each other’s clothes. Hobie’s wearing combat boots and ripped skinny jeans while donning a pink strawberry sweater stolen from Eden's closet. Eden’s sporting cutesy overall shorts, flower placed symmetrically in her hair and one of Hobie’s rock band t-shirts. They like to coordinate outfits. Hobie picks out punk elements that could work on her. Eden also tends to gift him necklaces and bracelets, and he enjoys putting them on with his outfits ( even if they don’t match. ) oh yeah, and he’d definitely steal eden’s skirts when she’s not looking. I can see him walking into her kitchen, strutting his long legs in her plaid red skirt just eating that shit up. And he’d be so nonchalant about it too, like sitting on her couch chowing down on a bowl of oats while his feet are kicked up on the coffee table. Eden’s used to it by now, so she doesn’t bat an eye, but she does hate it when he puts his feet on the table.

17. Eden actually believed him when he said he was briefly a runway model. How could he not be with his beautiful hair, eyes, lips and jawline? He doesn’t clarify for her, finding amusement in it, but eventually his stance on modeling becomes apparent and she realizes her misinterpretation.

18. Hobie would either piss Eden tf off when she’s drawing or admire it, there is no in between. I’m talkin’ resting his chin on her shoulder as she sketches while pointing out something he likes goin, “ Tha’ looks real nice. Maybe add some more lines ‘ere. “ He’s super sweet when he’s trying to be helpful. It’s that or putting himself in the way while she’s trying to finish a drawing/painting. “ Uh…Hobie, can you move to the side a bit? I’m trying to finish up here. “ “ Hmm…I dunno doll, I’m pretty comfortable where I am.”

And that’s all for now!! Thanks for indulging me >.< much more to come when i’m not swamped with homework!

#across the spiderverse #spidersona #self insert #hobie brown #miles morales #pavitr prabhakar #gwen stacy #miguel o'hara #original character #original work #oc #black oc #writing #headcanons

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serenaew · 8 months

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10+2 projects, 40 days of madness

I think these barely 40 days in which I FINISHED 10 projects and got an acceptable draft of two more deserve their own masterlist, with how many different fandoms, fanwork types and styles I have been doing - check out the tags for an overview.

(I think it also warrants my updating my general masterlists soon :D )

Links here, sorted according to fandom / ship with a brief description!

Harry Potter: Severus Snape / Harry Potter

1) Promises, Promises... (T, 5k) with art by @acydpop in which Harry pines and his children scheme for his happiness.

2&3) Repertum (M, 11.7k), Fidelitas (T, 3.2k) / Flamma (G, art) with moodboard by me and art by @dandelionstars, @ac1d6urn and me This concludes the Halcyon Days series - making it my first completed multichapter work in my first completed series!

4) Wish not for a soul that is full of sin (T, 4.7k incl. meta) with art by @hereiamwithmyninjaclan and playlist and meta by me. My the first work of my Merman!Snape AU, inspired by Classical romantic music. Please, please give this one some love <3

Harry Potter: Harry Potter & Severus Snape (incl. Severitus and pre-Severitus)

5) Surrender (M, 3.1k incl. meta): fic by @sanctuary-angel, podfic and meta by me The Snape no Comfort podfic.

6) Reconditioning (T, 12.9k): fic by @bintemuhammad, podfic by me My longest podfic so far! In which Harry explodes cauldrons for no apparent reason, not helped by Umbridge's methods of torture disguised as detentions.

Percy Jackson and the Olympians 'verse: Thalia Grace & OC

7) The Lost Gods (G, 12k): fic by hiddendruid, podfic by roseszain and me Slavic mythology meets Percy Jackson verse!

This is how you lose the time war: Blue/Red

8) Poison and Win(?) (filk tto Poison & Wine) with @wilfriede About the final poisoned letter from Red to Blue.

Iliad

9) Proem: Helen, Achilles and the Great War of 1,200 BC (filk tto Prologue from Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812), with a whole bunch of amazing people <3 A venerable Greek Poem where everyone got three epithets.

Phantom (Yeston/Kopit)

10) This World Is Mine! (filk tto This Place Is Mine from Yeston/Kopit's Phantom) Crazy Carlotta in Space filk. Listen to this if you want to hear me blow my mic with my high notes.

Bonus: WIPs:

11) Happy Temporality! - A Tesseract in Time, or an Attempt at Adulthood unpublished original fiction in which I pun about my sleeping-on-the-floor excursion back in April. Thank you to @v0lumnius for the titular expression!

12) [untitled mashup] an untitled a cappella mashup of Chim-Chim-Cheree (Mary Poppins), Once Upon a December (Anastasia) and In Noctem (Harry Potter). Makes for haunting Sad Christmas / Little Girl with Matches vibes.

I have never been so productive in my life, at least fandom-wise. I hope y'all don't mind my craziness too much :D Enjoy!

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fobnatura1 · 2 months

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fob natural 2024 masterlist

And that is a wrap! Here is the master post for all the contributions for this year's fobnatural bang. You can also check out the collection here on ao3. Thank you to everyone who participated!

room for one more troubled soul fic by an_ardent_rain and art by z

One chance meeting with Dean Winchester changes Castiel's life forever. They're reluctant partners, then friends, then something more. But every step forward is two steps back with Dean, and as much as Castiel wants him, it always feels like he's just out of reach. Then one day when they're supposed to meet, Dean doesn't show up. He doesn't call. Something, Castiel knows, is wrong. If there's one person in the world Dean would come out of the woodwork for, it's his little brother Sam. So Castiel drives to California to get Sam and get his help finding Dean. [human!au, non-linear road trip fic, feat. sam and cas as awkward reluctant pals and an absent dean]

Hurricane Heat fic by HeyAssButt (D_O) on ao3/Castiel_TFW on Twitter and art by Fandomite on Threads and Discord.

Dean didn't know what to make of the strange tension between this strung-out Cas and his very own clone, but one thing is for sure: He's gonna kill the devil! And nothing, not even a pesky little thing like being in the wrong universe with a pining angel, was going to stop him.

One More Time fic by GhoulsnHalos (Morgawse) and art by @milfycas

The Winchesters have saved the world again—Chuck is defeated. That's what the media headlines would say, if they had known about God's plans for the planet. So, why does Dean think everything still feel wrong six months later? It's obvious, isn't it? Castiel is dead because of him. Jack, the last time Dean saw him, is not acting like himself. Can he fix it or has Dean finally screwed things up forever? Castiel is content with cashing in his deal. He saved Dean, which is really all that matters. The only problem is that once again, he can't behave like every other being in the Empty. He's awake and having strange conversations with the Cosmic Entity about setting not just this place but the balance of creation to rights. What the heck does that mean?

My Sanctuary, You're Holy to Me fic by theseancequeen, art by @butterfleaz

Post series finale. Dean and Cas are on a mission to a cemetery in New Orleans. They haven't talked since either of them returned. As they find themselves trapped in St. Roch, revelations about their past, and feelings about each other, will come to light. Part of the Fall Out Boy-natural Bang Style Event.

Your Best-Kept Secret (And My Biggest Mistake) fic by butterflyslinky, art by deancodedcastielenby

The Angel Tablet broke through all the mind-control and unlocked many long-lost memories, centering on the demon Castiel had known forever but had also always just met.

Blackout Curtains, fic by Celestial_Starlight, art by spn_fanfic_reblog_writes

John Winchester died last year, torn to shreds by a werewolf. Dean killed the monster and dropped out of high school, taking Sammy on the run. Since then, Dean’s had weekly nightmares of being chased by monsters until a black-haired boy in a trench coat emerges from the shadows and protects him. After Sam gets injured fighting off a nest of vamps, he and Dean hole up in a motel for a few days. Dean notices someone watching them – someone who looks strikingly similar to the boy in his dreams. He confronts the boy, Castiel, who tells them Dean’s nightmares are turning lethal. Sam is ecstatic to have a new friend, one who’s an angel no less, but Dean doesn’t trust Cas, no matter what he says. Cas challenges his superiors and risks everything for the brothers, forcing Dean to rethink the person he’s told himself he is and the life he’s carved for him and Sam, as well as the future he might have with Cas.

choose love or sympathy (but never both) fic by thebatmandiaries and art by Reverie

No one knew. And no one was going to know. Dean was not in a relationship, and as far as the public was concerned, he never will be.

That was showbiz, after all.

Welcome to Hollywood, the home of the rich and famous. Where secrets are made to be kept, no matter what.

#fobnatural #spn #supernatural #destiel #megstiel #spn fic #fall out boy x spn

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Meet Mahina, a half angel with no family, and Willis, a human turned demon wandering the world.

This piece was done by @gimme-your-expresso here on Tumblr

Mahina's father was a moon angel, who watched over and fell in love with a human, who fell in love with him in time, but one day the holy realm called him back, and he vanished, no one, not even the angels of the holy realm knew what happened to him. At the age of thirteen, her powers started to awaken, her wings and halo appeared, and her aging stopped, and for many years, her mother watched over her, till the day she was old and grey. Before her passing, she left Mahina in the care of a group of other of angelic and human blood, though grown up unlike herself. They traveled to the middle realm, a mystic realm between the holy realm and damned realm, where mystic creatures and people, from things like leprechauns and vampires resided, away from the prying eyes of the human realm, only to find themselves ambushed by a group of fallen angels. The group fell, one of them managing to send Mahina away with magic, where she found herself lost in the wilderness of a mountain within the mystic realm, where she stumbled upon the home of Willis.

Willis was born countless generations ago, and like his father was trained in the art of fighting by fist and daggers, to watch over and protect the village, and he held that to the highest degree. Willis, after many years of training, was one day thrust into battle with his whole village's protective force against a recently fallen angel, and early in the fight, was knocked down and out cold. The fallen agnel was surrounded by numerous flouting blades of holy metal from his day before his fall, and upon recovering conscious, saw one of them stuck in the ground nearby, grabbing it and running, the angel was distracted taking in the fallen men and women before him, on to notice Willis and counter, bringing a blade to his neck, only to find his own dagger thrust into him before he could finish the attack.

Sometime later Willis recovered, a scar on his neck from when he killed the fallen angel, but he also found that the legends of killing an angel had truth. Legends spoke that if by chance a mortal struck down a holy angel, they would become a demon and be cast into the damned realm, becoming one of its numerous entities, but having slain a fallen angel, his body became demonic, but his soul remained intact. After many years of watching over the village, it grew, and after all he had loved was gone, he made his way into the Mystic realm, where he would live his immortal life among others like him.

Willis, after finding Mahina in his home let her stay, and though the girl was quite shy, they were able to warm up to each other after a short while, and the few friends Willis had that occasionally stopped by, like the spider spirit that Willis buys his clothes from, said the two were practically siblings just by looking at how they interacted around each other. After a while, people from the group that had attack Mahina's entourage returned looking for her, only found their hopes of getting her were short lived, as Willis being a unique kind of demon, was immune to holy materials and such, and was naturally unaffected by damned objects and such as well.

Despite them being fought off easily, Willis and Mahina headed out, to make their way to find the Holy sanctuary, a place where Half angels lived that protected them from those that would seek to do them harm. They just needed to figure out where that was.

#magic #angel #demon #Siblings #cute

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6. [Anything that might inspire you subconsciously (i.e. this horse wasn’t supposed to look like the Last Unicorn but I see it)] ((i know we literally just talked abt dwj influence feed me more) ALSO, SO I CAN BULLY YOU: 8. [What’s an old project idea that you’ve lost interest in] LASTLY: 21. [Art styles nothing like your own but you like anyways]

6. Ok well for those NOT in the know, Diana Wynne Jones (who wrote Howl's Moving castle) wrote the chrestomanci series which was to me what HP is to the entire world but no TERF drama. Kaori Yuki's mangas Angel Sanctuary and Count Cain. Sabriel, obviously, primed me for TLT. OH UH BATTLESTAR GALACTICA... if you ever watched it I think you'd be like ooooh this explains *everything*. Frankenstein and Bernie Wrightson's illustrations of it. I think this has become increasingly more obvious through the years. High contrast western classical work like Rembrandt and Caravaggio. Everything out of the Baroque period of work. Norman Rockwell's narrative paintings. I'm not as fond of him now but he work was v influential on me once. I was also really into Speed Racer as a kid (my real first anime obsession) and... Butch Hartman's cartooning in Danny Phantom. I loved how angular and geometric his work was!! How flat and graphic. Fun stuff.

8. *dead eyed stare* you literally do not even know the half of it bc I have so many things I've begun and never shown anyone

21. I love clay sculpture work. There's this artist I follow whose name idr but they make clay monster sculpts and they're soooo cool. I'd say sculpture in general though some personal favorites are Laocoon and his sons, and Richard Serra's large spiral pieces at the DIA Beacon. Anything by Bernini, and all Gothic and baroque architecture.

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the-sympathetic-villain · 2 years

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Until You’re Free - Chapter 9

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Description: For as long as he could remember, Janus’ parents had trained him to be an exorcist but when his mission puts his cross-hairs on two young demon children, he finds himself questioning everything he’d ever been told. To spare the boys, Janus takes a chance trusting a cat demon named Virgil, but as Logan and Roman are growing older, Janus finds himself back in the city and hiding them is proving to be harder than ever.

Thanks to LynHaundend for betareading and make sure to check out @korruptbrekker‘s beautiful art here!

Word Count: 3440

Chapter Warnings: Blackmail, Threatened Violence, Flirting, Anxiety, Systemic Abuse Control of Non-Human Creatures, Mention of Childhood Neglect/Abuse (Let me know if you would like me to tag anything!)

“You've done well, angel. Our negotiations with our honorable Paladin have proceeded splendidly.”

Janus held his hands behind his back, staring at the yellow, stained-glass window of the sanctuary room. Tucked partially beneath the first floor of the cathedral, the prayer room offered a quiet space for those who needed respite from the world, a note which held a certain amount of irony as he was here to be lectured.

“I'm here to do my part, mother.”

“Now, Janus. Don't look so grim.” His mother stepped forward as she reproached him. She reached a hand up to adjust his collar and tipped a finger to straighten his jaw. “Try to act happy that everything is going our way.”

“Of course, ma’am.”

Janus automatically tensed as his mother pursed her lips at his lack of enthusiasm. Her hand slowly dropped away from his face, and she looked at him with growing irritation. He held his breath as he watched his mother turn away, thankfully too invested in her own thoughts to give energy towards the perceived disrespect.

“How is your mission proceeding with the Paladin’s son?”

“There’s little to report.” Janus replied with a cautious tone, keeping his mother in his periphery as he bowed his head obediently. “The man is flighty and overly familiar but I’m managing to maintain my sanity in dealing with him.”

“Good.” His mother’s disappointment seemed to fade slightly as she regarded him with a tone that could almost be considered positive. “Negotiations are nearly complete with his father and then we can send that fool on his way home.”

“Right.”

A painful lump constricted in Janus’ throat as he tipped his head away from his mother’s line of sight. The last few days had passed in the blink of an eye. He’s had little to worry about after Patton had forged a mark for Logan. When he’d learned he had to return to the city, the last thing he’d expected was to find an ally. The title of exorcist attracted a certain type of person that he preferred to avoid, and his world had been small for so long that getting to spend a few days with Remy had been a welcome reprieve from the weight of his own responsibilities.

And yet, here he was reporting to his mother on him like their conversations didn’t matter at all.

“Janus,” His mother snapped at him until his eyes jolted up. “Pay attention.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Janus shook his head to clear away his thoughts. He hadn’t said anything about Patton or anything that would do Remy or his companion any material harm, but he couldn’t hold back everything, not with so much on the line. “My apologies. I will do better.”

“I don’t want to hear your excuses. You’re dismissed.” His mother crossed her arms over her chest with a wicked smile as she moved next to Janus. “Don’t disappoint me, angel. It’s been a while since we reviewed your contracts and I’d hate to see you lose that dreadful, little nekomata you’ve kept around for so long.”

“Of course not, mother. I will not disappoint you.”

Janus gritted his teeth as he nodded. His mother turned to flit to the door, leaving him in silence as the morning light of the sun filtered through the windows. Long ago, he’d learned to pick his battles and this was one he knew he’d already lost. Closing his eyes, he listened to the rapping of her heels on the stone as she strode out of the room and disappeared into the hall, the sound slowly fading away into the distance.

The silence of the sanctuary room welcomed him like an old friend. He’d spent hundreds of hours in this room as a child, taking advantage of the rare opportunity to spend time meditating far away from the unyielding demands of his parents. Even now, the heaviness of the morning air in the musty room and the flickering of the yellow light through the stained glass enveloped him into a restful peace of mind, despite his mother’s attempts to shake him.

“What a bitch.”

A bolt of adrenaline shot straight to Janus’ heart, flashing like lightning as he spun on his heels to face the dark shadow stepping out of the doorway. “Remy, what are you—” Janus took a step back, feeling the pressure of Remy’s eyes locking onto him. “—You weren’t supposed to arrive at the cathedral until later this morning.”

“I decided to come early.” The man’s white uniform stood out against the charcoal gray color of stone walls as he swayed forward, smirking at Janus as he circled the perimeter of the room like a predator cornering its prey. They were alone. For the first time since they had met, the tiny demon, Patton, wasn’t trailing behind him and the fact that Remy had decided to leave his companion home this time set him on edge. “Truthfully, I’m not usually much of a morning person, but something in my gut was telling me to take advantage of the daylight today.”

“This isn’t what it looks like.”

“Oh, my mistake.” Remy cooed as he raised an eyebrow at Janus. “So you weren’t just colluding with your mother to keep me from interfering in my father’s business?”

Janus swallowed the lump in his throat as he stared at Remy. The room was silent as Remy cocked their head at them, a flitter of confidence in his eyes as Janus dropped his gaze and recognized his defeat. “How long were you listening?”

“‘Flighty and overly familiar’?” Remy’s grin widened as Janus’ heart sank. “Girl, you flatter me. I had no idea I made such a strong impression on you.”

“Please,” Janus gritted his teeth. “I didn’t mean what I said.”

“Sure, you did, babes.” Remy lifted a finger to his jaw as he glanced thoughtfully back at Janus. “There’s no reason to lie to me now.”

“I was frustrated and I spoke without thinking.” Janus lifted his head to plead with Remy as the stranger reached the far side of the room. “I know how this must look, but you don’t understand what’s at stake. On my life, I swear I never intended to cross you.”

“Take a breath, hun.” Remy waved a hand over his shoulder as he stared up at the yellow pieces of stained glass on the wall above them. They came together in the shape of the sun, haloing Remy in yellow light as he turned back to face Janus. “I’m sure I can be persuaded to take your statement as a compliment.”

Janus’ brain stalled as the exorcist stopped in front of him with a gentle smirk. He was prepared for anger, or even some sort of smug power play from Remy, but his expression was aggressively neutral as Janus stared back at him. “What do you mean ‘a compliment’?”

Remy raised a hand to adjust the collar of Janus’ uniform, smirking softly as he stared into Janus’ eyes. “After all, I work hard to keep up my image as the aloof son of our powerful Paladin. If you let people get comfortable, they let slip some pretty juicy bits of information.”

“I can’t afford to get on my mother’s bad side right now.” Janus continued to plead as Remy edged him back into the stone wall. The man dropped his hand from Janus’ collar as his back hit the wall, looking up at him as he brushed his thumb across the emblem on Janus’ uniform, straightening the stiff fabric. “Please. If you play along with her games, you can take whatever you want from me.”

“Whatever I want?” Remy’s smirk deepened on his lips as he leaned closer to Janus’ face. “That’s a dangerous offer, babes. You don’t want to give a girl the wrong idea.”

“You don’t understand.” Janus’ voice cracked as his facade shattered. His knees were weak as he resorted to begging. “She’ll kill them if she thinks I failed—Whatever your price is, just name it. I can’t let him fall.”

Remy dropped his hand from Janus’ chest. He was quiet as he pulled his hand back, looking guilty. “Hey, now. Ease up, Light-Bringer. Teasing is one thing, but I never intended to give you a real scare.”

Janus turned his head up to Remy in a blank stare. “What?”

“Just relax, hun.” Remy’s smirk softened into an easy smile. “I didn’t take any of what you said to heart. It would take a lot more than your mother’s ego and a few half-brewed insults to hurt my feelings.”

Janus blinked slowly in shock as Remy raised his hands in a show of surrender. The shift was abrupt, but his smile seemed genuine, and Janus could barely stomach the twisting of confusion in his stomach. “Wait—you’re not upset?”

“That some snobby Order official has an ulterior motive for wanting to make me feel welcome?” Remy shrugged as he let out a dry chuckle as he took another step back. “Your mother ain’t special, hun. That’s just how this game is played. I thought she may have had you in her pocket and I came here today to see where your loyalties truly lie.”

“I’m sorry.” Janus whispered as he leaned up off the wall. “I know what you must think of me.”

“It ain’t nothing and I don’t need your apologies.” Remy glanced up at him again. “I heard enough to know you’re not in this for power.”

“No,” Janus’ shoulders dropped as he noted the same exhaustion reflected back in Remy’s eyes. “I never wanted a part in this, but if I refuse, I stand to lose a lot more than my pride.”

“I heard her threaten your contract.” Remy’s voice was surprisingly gentle as he leaned against the stone wall, giving Janus the chance to speak. “Their name is Virgil, right?”

Janus bit his lip to stop it from trembling, managing a stiff nod as Remy watched him from the other side of the room.

“And I’m assuming that that witch doesn’t know about the kid and his brother?”

“No,” Janus’ breath stalled in his chest at the thought of his mother’s reaction to his protection of the two demon boys. “and please, I’d like to keep it that way.”

“My lips are sealed, babes. Under threat of torture, I wouldn’t dream of putting another exorcist’s crosshairs on a child.”

Janus pinched his lips together, feeling a swell of gratitude in her chest. “Thank you.”

“I haven’t forgotten that you’ve extended the same courtesy to Patton only a few days ago.” Remy stood up off the wall. “I know I was a right prick to you just now, but trust me, you have nothing to fear. You can count me among your friends.”

“Friends?”

“Don’t sound so surprised, babes.” Remy grinned as Janus turned up to him. “With a smile like yours, I have no doubt you can do better than an Order rat like me but I swear I’m worth keeping around.”

“I, uh—Of course.”

Janus felt a burning on his cheeks as he looked away in shame. The morning light of the sanctuary room sparkled on the ground, reflecting the golden light through the pieces of stained glass. His mind turned to Virgil, or Galiena even. He knew people in his life cared about him, but their bonds were never equal in the sense that Janus only allowed them to lean on him without expecting them to bear the burden of his own vulnerability in return.

“I mean, you have had a friend before. Right, hun?”

The flush of redness on his face deepened as Remy reached a hand to his cheek. He stiffened at the touch, catching Remy’s hand and gently pushing it away. “It’s not important.”

“Well, damn girl. I disagree.” Remy whispered with a grin, catching Janus’ hand as he started to pull away. “It’s always a treat to be someone’s first.”

“Shut up.”

“There’s no need to be so fiery with me.” Remy chuckled as he rested his other hand on Janus’ shoulder. His expression softened into understanding, letting his teasing tone fall away. “Believe it or not, I know exactly where you’re coming from.”

“Forgive me if I doubt you.”

“I’m being honest, hun.” Remy was hesitant as he stepped forward to stand in the golden light next to Janus. “Before Remus stumbled into our lives, Patton and I only ever had each other. He was assigned to protect me as a child, and I’ve always considered him closer to a brother than a bodyguard. We did everything together, but we were never truly equals until he felt safe enough to tell me he was unbound.”

Janus’ curiosity got the best of him as Remy looked up at him with thoughtful sadness in his eyes. “You mean you didn’t always know?”

“Learning to trust me fully was no small task for Patton.” Remy explained, lowering his voice as he cast a glance toward the closed door. The morning was still young, and few people were in the sanctuary, but one could never be too cautious this close to the heart of the Red City. “No matter how many years we’d spent together, it didn’t change the fact that I could have taken everything from Patton if he’d shared that knowledge. If I had passed that information to my father, it would have been over for him. The Order would have either doubled down on binding him or killed him outright.”

“But you wouldn’t let that happen.” Janus finished, considering his own journey with Virgil. “Because he’s your family more than your own flesh and blood.”

“Somehow I knew you would get it, Light-Bringer.” Remy dropped his eyes away from Janus with a half-hearted smile. The golden light of the sanctuary had a way of revealing one’s deepest insecurities. Remy’s guilt and exhaustion were painted across his features now, showing that he was hurting in a way no one could see. “Remus came stumbling into our lives just a couple years after Patton revealed the truth to me. She was just a petty thief, but you can only imagine my shock upon finding such a dumbass kid in my bedroom, wearing nothing but a wig and what I assume was an old bedsheet.”

“Somehow, that would absolutely be the type of tasteful combination I would expect from them.”

“I’ve got to give the kid a break. She didn’t have an easy life before she started working for me.” Remy chuckled as he rested a finger on his jaw. “Girl was on the run from some nasty exorcist groupies when I found her in my room.”

“Sounds like she has a knack for getting on the wrong side of the Order.”

“I’d be lying if I said that isn’t part of why I’m delighted to keep her around.” Remy chuckled. “Remus is a good kid and no one deserves to be treated the way she was. The Order deserves to pay ten times over for every mark they put on that poor kid.”

“Is that why you’re here?”

“I’m here because I don’t have a choice but to play my part most of the time, but that doesn’t mean I’ve grown complacent with the way a lot of folks treat their own desires and comfort as more important than another’s freedom.” Remy dropped his voice and his dark eyes filled with a soft concern as he watched Janus’ reaction. “And judging by the conversation you were having with our dear council woman, I’m guessing you know the type.”

“I’m certain I’m not the only one.”

“No.” Remy’s lip curled into a sad smile. “You sure aren’t, babes. The way your mother spoke to you was all too familiar.”

Janus felt his shoulders tense at the thought of Remy being neglected in the same way that he had experienced. “Why are you here, Remy? Why bother sharing any of this with me?”

“Remus and Patton wanted to rest today.” Remy admitted reluctantly. “And I thought, since this is my last day in town, maybe we should have a chat.”

“About what?”

“It’s not safe for you and your boys to stay here.” Remy muttered so only Janus could hear. His voice darkened as he glanced at the door of the sanctuary room. “I’m not sure what my father is planning but I know he only tries to keep me busy when the Order is making major moves. Any unbound demons in the area would be wise to make themselves scarce.”

“Don’t worry.” Janus let out the breath that had automatically caught in his throat. He didn’t need to react. He’d already guessed that this was the case. “We were already planning on leaving, likely by tomorrow.”

Remy’s eyes scanned him to gauge his truthfulness. “Really?”

Janus lifted his head at the note of surprise in Remy’s voice. “The deal was that I had to finish my mission here and then I’m free to take Virgil to the front line in the wilderness between the realms. I didn’t plan on staying here longer than absolutely necessary.”

“And your mother is just going to let you leave?”

“Despite her fuzzy, warm exterior, I can assure you she doesn’t want me here anymore than I want to be here.” Janus answered dryly. “She prefers the hero that she can take credit for, but not actually see.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I don’t need your pity, Remy.”

“It’s not pity I feel, babes.” Remy waved away Janus’ irritable tone. “Admiration, and perhaps a little envy, but never pity. A bitch like me has standards.”

“That may be the least degrading thing you’ve managed to say to me so far.” Janus paused as he watched Remy’s eyes shift to the ground. “Though I’m not sure what you have to be envious of.”

“Living in the wilderness is not a small commitment, but from the sounds of it, you’ve had a taste of freedom. You and your boys must have a place you call home near the camps on the front line.” Remy’s voice became small as he shrugged and took a step towards the door, leaning on the frame. “But my place is here. I follow my father and play my part, and I do that so that my only two friends in the world won’t be taken away from me.”

Janus narrowed his eyes on Remy. The man had been content to order him around all week, teasing and provoking him. He should have been glad to see the tables turn, but the expression on Remy’s face was too familiar for him to take any pleasure in. The pure exhaustion of maintaining the facade to protect his friends had clearly taken a toll on him, and he’d chosen to reveal this vulnerability to Janus, rather than to blackmail him. That counted for something, he supposed.

“If I’m being transparent, I had expected the Paladin’s son to be nothing more than a spoiled brat who cared for no one but himself.” Janus muttered as a smirk curled on his lips. “For what it’s worth, I’m glad I was wrong.”

Remy shook his head and raised an eyebrow at Janus. “That’s a rather backhanded way of saying you like me.”

Janus curled his lip in a show of mock displeasure. “It’s more than most people get from me.”

“ Touching .” Remy rolled his eyes before turning to eye the door. “Now, I suppose we’ve spent enough time skulking around the basement of the cathedral. We wouldn’t want to raise any suspicions that we’ve been engaging in nefarious affairs and the like. So, we’ve got one more day to kill. Care to join me in being paraded about the city like some sort of prized possession on display?”

“I suppose that is the least I can offer.”

“Good, because I’m tired of being the only piece of eye candy in this damned city.”

Janus let out a sigh as he followed Remy out of the sanctuary room, feeling more at ease now that everything was out in the open between them. He knew now that he could let his guard down and get through one more day with him. He stepped out onto the streets with Remy, feeling the warmth of the sun on his skin.

His heart flooded with the light of hope as he looked up to the bright, blue sky, its light blinding him to the pair of eyes glaring at him from the inside of the cathedral. He was free to leave with Remy, but deep within the darkness at the heart of the city stirred the beginning of the end.

#ts #tss #sanders sides #sanders sides fic #sanders sides fanfic #Janus Sanders #virgil sanders #logan sanders #roman sanders #remus sanders #patton sanders #remy sanders #sleep sanders #Until You're Free #villain writes

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saiyan98 · 2 years

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A Heart Made Fullmetal (FMAB AU) Part 3 [End]

Disclaimer:

Alphonse Elric: The following is a non-profit fanbase series. PJO, HoO and ToA are owned by Rick Riordan and Disney Hyperion. Please support the Official release.

Author: This story is dedicated to @winryofresembool on Tumblr. Thanks for making an amazing Caleo story AND being a Fullmetal Alchemist fan, keep up the good work. Some of the backstory is even inspired by her fanfiction, Things We Lost In The Fire. Do check it out if you are also a fan of Caleo.

Warning: Spoilers to Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood. If you have not seen this anime yet, I really recommend you watch it. It's really good.

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Summary:

Our story takes place after the events of Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood. The Elric brothers are exploring other regions to understand other concepts and ideas about Alchemy, hoping to prevent another tragedy the boys once went through. Edward is now a husband to Winry (His childhood friend and first love) and a father to his two children. Meanwhile, our main character, Leo Valdez, is an engineer in the Amestris military and was summoned to the Fuhrer's office. That was the day his life made a big change. And maybe for good?

Time has passed and Leo is starting to get used to living in the country-side, especially with a certain flower girl. And he’s learning a lot about Autmail engineering with the help of Winry Elric. His time at Reesembol is showing great results, however, he must now face his ultimate trial yet. Can he succeed? Or will he forever be chained to his tragic past?

As Leo was about to create his first automail project, he realized that fire will be involved in the process. He almost had a panic attack but managed to control himself. After he arrived home, he told Calypso about his past. His mother died due to an accident at their old garage. The flower girl comforts him and wishes to help him face his trauma. Since Leo told Calypso about his traumatic past, she starts telling her tale about her father and his horrific experiments with chimeras.

Story:

Alchemy: The Science of understanding, deconstructing and reconstructing matter. However, it is not an all-powerful art. It is impossible to create something out of nothing. If one wishes to obtain something, something of equal value must be given. This is the Law of Equivalent Exchange, the basis of all alchemy. In accordance with this law, there is a taboo among alchemists. Human Transmutation is strictly forbidden, for what could equal the value of a human soul?

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Part 3: A Heart Made Fullmetal.

[Flashback]

Calypso’s story begins at a big warehouse, where her father, Atlas, was conducting his experiments in creating chimeras. Calypso was dragged to the warehouse where her father was going to commit his experiment.

“Daddy! Please!” Calypso yelled, trying to escape from his grip.

“It’s okay, dear. You’re helping daddy with an important project.”

Calypso tries to break free from her father’s grasp as she looks around the warehouse. Filled with cages and chains. In these cages are creatures created by alchemy. Half human and animals. Many creatures howled in pain and suffering, while some spoke in human language.

“Help me…”

“Free us…”

“…Kill… me…”

Calypso cries out to her father.

“Daddy! Please! I don’t want to be a monster!”

“Monster? No, Calypso, you won’t be a monster. You’re going to become the next evolution for the human race. Soon, you’ll lead humanity a step closer to becoming the ultimate life form!”

Calypso cries out, but no one will hear her cry for help. Her father has strapped her to an operating table with a transmutation circle created at the center.

“Don’t worry, Calypso. Daddy’s just gonna turn you into what you've always been…”

Atlas grabbed a cage with an animal inside. The animal was an eagle that was on sale on the market that day.

“…an angel who will guide humanity to sanctuary.”

Calypso does not understand what made her father go mad. But, ever since the death of her mother, Atlas also conducted research to bring back the dead with Alchemy. His research led him to the Amestris Military which led to Father himself. He became a member of Father’s inner circle and helped create the Chimera’s and the Homunculi. Using the research notes from Shou Tucker, the creator of the first Chimera, he was able to replicate Tucker’s work and create more chimeras for Father’s goal. He continued this line of work because he believed that working with Father will help bring his wife back. Unfortunately, everything fell apart when the Coup d'etat occurred at Central. Father and his homunculi are gone; the Fuhrer and his inner ring either arrested or killed; and all research about the Philosopher's stone has been destroyed, preventing anyone else from trying to obtain the power of a god through the death of many souls, regardless of innocence or guilt.

Atlas had no choice but to take the last of his research notes on Chimeras and his daughter out of the country and run from the military. As he was on the run, he reflected on his deeds and accepted the truth that you can not bring those who are gone back from the dead. Instead, he focused more on his daughter. However, his time at the military made him less sane and he began doing more research on Chimeras. Thus led to this moment.

As Calypso begs for her father to stop this madness, but he is far gone. The father she once had is forever gone. In his hand, he was holding a Vial with red liquid in it.

Unaware to Calypso, what he was holding was one of the last vials of The Philosopher’s Stone. A stone that was rumored to give Alchemist’s extraordinary powers that bends the Law of Equivalent Exchange. However, the main ingredient of such power is human sacrifices. When the Elric Brothers discovered this, they vow never to use such a horrible tool and prevent others from using it ever again. Atlas managed to escape with one and uses it for his research.

As Calypso cried out for help, A vent broke down and fell right in front of them.

Suddenly, a short man (We all know the pipsqueak) crawled out of the vent, groaning in pain.

“Ow! Should’ve just gone for the main door instead.”

Atlas was shocked at the familiar voice and face.

“Edward Elric! The Fullmetal Alchemist!”

Edward Elric, formerly known as the Fullmetal Alchemist, was traveling after the events of Central City’s rebellion. He and his brother, Alphonse Elric, are traveling around the world to learn other aspects of Alchemy, making sure to prevent the mistakes these boys did in the past. When Ed heard of these mysterious disappearances in the area, he went and investigated and noticed Atlas and his daughter were heading to a warehouse. Thus led to this moment.

Ed faced Atlas and replied, “Ah, looks like I found Dr. Frankenstein.”

Ed looks around and sees all the chimeras; crying out in pain and sorrow.

“You bastard… you ruined all these people’s lives for your own selfish gain.” He then noticed Calypso on the operating table. The sudden realization brought a terrible memory to Edward.

A memory about a little girl and her dog.

Ed clenched his fists.

“No! Not again!” He yelled as he ran to save Calypso. But Atlas was faster, he opened the Vial and used the Philosopher's Stone to use Alchemy and used the ground to tie up Edward and pin him down.

Atlas laughs.

“You’re too late, Fullmetal. I already completed my research; once I give my daughter her gifts, she’ll be free from this world’s fate.”

“Your Daughter?!” Ed yelled. Everything that Atlas was going to commit was just like how Tucker did. If Ed doesn’t stop him now…

“Big… Brother…”

The memory of Nia just kept looping in his head.

He needs to save the girl.

“Please! Help me, mister!” Calypso yelled.

“Hang on, kid! I’ll save you!”

Atlas yelled, “Silence! You don’t know anything about saving people! You claimed that every life is precious and sacred. Tell me, Edward Elric, do you consider my daughter an equal to that of criminals and murderers? Do you consider freeloaders and drunken folks equal to that of family? Do you consider a man like you to be equal to that of an innocent man?”

Ed was silent. Having no answer to give.

“What I did… I did it for my late wife. I promised her I’d protect our daughter. But how could I when we humans are weak and fragile. Corrupted and impure. We humans… are more animals than people. I gave these people the abilities to survive this imperfect world,” Atlas explained as he gestured towards the chimeras.

“And once I finish with Calypso, she will no longer have to fear the inevitable.”

“You’re insane!” Ed yelled. “A father shouldn’t put such horror to their own child! Yes, the world is cruel and unfair! But a parent’s duty isn’t to protect them from the world. It’s to prepare them for it. Otherwise, they’ll be just like us. Broken and tainted with blood.”

Atlas scoffed.

“Simple minded fools like you will never understand. When you become a father, you’ll understand how far you’re willing to go for your kids' safety.”

Ed tries to break free, but to no avail. Atlas was about to attempt the transmutation, when suddenly, red lightning appeared near Ed and deconstructed the binds on him.

“What?!” Atlas yelled.

“Always jumping to the pit of fire, aren’t you Edward?” Said a familiar voice.

Ed looks behind him and sighs in relief.

“Teacher? What are you doing here?!”

Izumi Curtis, an alchemist and teacher to the Elric Brothers. Master in the ways of Martial Arts and the only one to stand up against the North Brigade troops in Fort Briggs (and live).

But most of all…

She’s a housewife.

“I was on vacation with my husband, then I saw you enter this warehouse and I can see why,” Izumi replied as she looked around. She notices the cages and Calypso by the table.

Izumi clapped her hands and touched the ground, red lightning appeared around Calypso and unshackled her from the table. The floor then formed a pillar that led straight to Izumi, bringing Calypso to her. She grabs and put her down.

“You okay, sweetie?” Izumi asked.

Calypso was too scared to answer properly but she nodded.

Atlas yelled in frustration.

“Damn you! No matter, you won’t escape here alive.”

Atlas snapped his fingers and all the cages broke free. Most of the chimeras walked out and stood behind Atlas.

Izumi and Ed huddled up in front of Calypso, protecting her.

“Be careful, teacher. Atlas made these people into chimeras against their will.”

Izumi sighed, “Still naive as always.”

“Better than be a murderer like him.”

Atlas orders the chimeras to attack them.

“We’re in trouble, I’m not much without my alchemy, Teach,” Ed said.

Izumi laughed, “Oh relax, Edward. I brought company of my own.”

“Huh?” Ed said.

“Come out you two!” She yelled.

Suddenly, a giant explosion appeared behind them, bringing out a beam of light from outside.

From the light appeared two figures. Beings beyond man.

On the right was a big heavy man with a manly beard and ferocious-looking face, yet has a heart of gold and owns a meat shop. That man’s name is Sig Curtis, Izumi’s husband.

On the left was a muscular man with a small stand of blonde hair but has a gentleman moustache. Trained in the ways of Alchemy passed down by the Armstrong Family for Generation. Major Alex Louis Armstrong.

“What the hell?!” Ed yelled. “Why the hell are you here Major?!”

“Ah, Edward my boy. I was simply on vacation when I met these two on the way. We saw you enter this warehouse and just happened to drop by,” Armstrong replied.

“So it was all just a coincidence, huh?” He thought out loud.

“Enough!” Atlas yelled. “You’re ruining everything. All my hard work, all the sacrifices, all the struggles I had to put through.”

Ed clenched his fists.

“Struggles? Do you even realize what you did to all these people?! To your own daughter?!”

Calypso was hiding behind Izumi, shaking in fear and in confusion of the situation.

“She doesn’t need to be the perfect being or ultimate life form! And these people, even if they were struggling in life, they still have a life! And you took that away from them!”

Atlas ignored Ed and ordered the Chimera’s to attack Ed and his friends and retrieve Calypso.

As the Chimera’s attack, Atlas fled towards the roof. Ed tries to give chase, but the chimera’s were preventing him from pursuing.

“Damn it!” Ed yells.

Suddenly a wall emerged from the ground and pushed the chimeras out of the way. Izumi and Armstrong created the walls.

“Ed! Go after the bastard! We’ll take care of these creatures!” Izumi ordered.

“Wait! Don’t kill them! They’re still human beings, we can’t-“

A chimera jumps over the wall and was about to attack when Armstrong jumps in and intercept the attack.

“Not to worry, Edward my boy. We’ll handle it from here and protect the girl. Despite what horrible deeds he has done, he must live to pay for them. Especially to this young lady here,” Atlas replied, gesturing towards Calypso.

Ed spoke to Calypso, “Hey kid! Don’t worry, everything is going to be okay! I promise, whatever happens, you’ll be safe!”

Calypso nodded but whimpered as the chimeras focused their attacks on them.

Ed gave chase and went after Atlas at the roof.

As Ed’s friends deal with the monsters at the bottom, he chases Atlas at the roof.

With nowhere left to run, Atlas was cornered.

“It’s over, Atlas! Give up!” Ed yelled.

Atlas grunted in anger, “Damn it! I had hoped that I didn't need to resort to this. But I guess I have no choice.”

Atlas pulled out the vial.

“A Philosopher's Stone?!”

Atlas took the stone out of the vial and used it against Ed.

Ed may not be able to use Alchemy anymore, but he can still fight with martial arts that he learned from Izumi from the past.

The battle was long and harsh.

But Ed managed to avoid most of his attacks, however, he did gain a few cuts and bruises though.

Atlas was furious, “Why won’t you just give up?!”

As he was about to use the Stone again, it started to erupt energy around it, as if it’s starting to lose control.

It then exploded and blew up his entire arm.

Atlas screamed in pain and was walking backward towards the edge.

“Atlas! Stop!” Ed yelled.

But it was too late, before he could reach him, Atlas fell to his death.

Later on, the law enforcement of that country arrived, Armstrong and Ed explained the situation to them as The Curtis’ comfort Calypso.

“And what about the child?” Armstrong asked the officer.

“We’ll put her in foster care until we can find any relatives in her family. Though that’s gonna be difficult.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well… you guys are from Amestris, right? Outside your country, Amestris has a bad reputation about it being a world conquering empire. Especially from the rumors about civil wars and rebellions.”

Armstrong frowns, the dark history of Amestris still haunts the locals of the land and now it taints the Amestrians reputation. The Fuhrer has a long and hard path to fix those mistakes.

Ed looks back at Calypso and notices her traumatized expression.

Who wouldn’t?

Her father strapped her to an operating table in a warehouse filled with monsters he created; and he was going to turn her into one as well.

But it was her eyes that got to Ed.

It was the same with Winry when she found out about Scar.

Filled with shock.

Fear.

Hate…

“…I’ll take her in,” Ed replied.

The officer and Armstrong were shocked with Ed’s answer.

“That girl… went through the same thing like another friend I knew back then… this time, I was able to stop it in time. Now, she needs a new home. I’m sure Winry wouldn’t mind.”

Izumi and Sig smiled and nodded. Proud that Edward has grown-up to be a fine young man.

Armstrong agrees, by crying manly tears and hugs Edward with immense strength. Edward was trying to escape from his grip, but to no avail.

That was the day Calypso became part of Elric's family.

[End of Flashback]

As Calypso finishes her story, she looks back at Leo and notices his shock expression.

“Wow… Calypso, I’m…”

He was too shocked to say a simple sentence. But Calypso understood.

“It’s okay. It was all in the past. But since then, I have.. trust issues with people. I mean, my own father tried to make me a monster when I was a kid. How can I interact with strangers or friends?”

Leo grips on Calypso’s hand tighter in reassurance.

“It’s okay, Sunshine. I get it. We all have issues from our past.”

Calypso smiled.

Telling Leo about her past made her feel like a big rock was lifted from her.

After Breakfast and their emotional talk about their past, the two headed out to visit the Elric family. Leo wanted to apologize for his behavior last time .

“I really need to get over my trauma if I want to continue my training,” Leo said. Calypso nodded and noticed Winry outside of her porch.

“Oh good, I was hoping you would come today,” Winry said. “Come inside, Ed and I want to talk with you Leo.”

Leo believes he’s gonna fail his training on Automail Engineering. He doubts they’ll give him another chance.

As the three went inside, Winry and Calypso went to the kitchen to get some drinks while Leo headed to the living room where Ed was. The kids were still asleep at the moment so it was just Ed and Winry right now.

“Hey, Leo,” Ed greets.

“Hey… you’re probably wondering about my behavior last time, weren’t you.”

Ed nodded.

“Yeah, I do. I spoke to Mustang about it, but I want to hear it from you. If you’re okay to talk about it.”

Leo nodded and told his story to Ed.

Ed didn’t judge nor show any negative expressions.

After Leo told his story, Ed asked, “Why didn’t you tell anyone in Central about this? Why take this job with such trauma?”

“...I guess, despite what happened, I wanted to bring back all the good things my mom did in the past. Even if I have issues with certain aspects of this career, I still want to follow in my mom's footsteps and help people.”

“But you don’t have to do it alone, Leo.”

Leo laughs, “Yeah, I already got that lecture from Calypso. Don’t worry, I’ll get over this trauma eventually.”

“Not by yourself, you’re not,” Winry said as she entered. “Ed and I understand more than anyone what you've been through. What it’s like to lose your parents.”

Ed nodded.

He then told his story.

How he became an Alchemist.

How he lost his mom and committed the ultimate taboo with his brother.

How he lost many friends and good people just to get their old bodies back.

How he and many people joined together to stop an evil homunculus from taking the lives of all who live in Amestris and become a god.

How he gave up his ability to use alchemy to save his brother.

The path was long and hard for Edward, but if it weren’t for his brother, Alphonse; his best friend and wife, Winry, and of the many friends and allies he has made in the past, he never would have the life he has now.

But he did lose many good people.

His mom who always smiled for her boys, despite being very sick.

A little girl named Nina who loved her father and dog and became a horrific experiment for him.

A good man named Maes Hughes who went far and beyond not just for his friends and family, but for the Elric brothers too; and died for it.

The many lives that were lost in the battle at Central City to stop a monster and help the boys get their bodies back.

And finally, his father who was cursed with immortality and saw his entire civilization become a part of him; who loved his wife and kids and wanted to grow old with them. Ed hated his guts because he believed that he abandoned them, but in truth, he was preparing his final fight against the Homunculi. In the end, he died right in front of his wife’s grave.

Leo and Calypso didn’t say a word.

How could they?

Sure they went through a horrific moment in their lives.

But Ed? He went through several and faced the impossible head-on.

And was able to live a happy life now.

“Wow…” Leo said. “I just…”

“It was a long time ago. My point is, I understand. The guilt and fear of losing someone dear to you. Losing a home…”

Leo looks at his drink.

“How did you do it?” Leo asked. “How did you manage to make peace with that?”

“With some help, Leo,” Ed answered.

After that, the gang worked together to help with Leo’s phobia with fire. They started small by using matches, candles and little sparks made from machines.

Leo flinched and started to hyperventilate whenever he saw them at first. But in just a couple of weeks of going through such a process, he’s able to hold candles, lamps and such at ease.

It was a big accomplishment.

So everyone celebrated by baking a cake. While the girls headed to get the ingredients at the markets, Leo and Ed had another important conversation.

“About the man that saved you back then, that was Alphonse, my brother.”

“What?”

Ed explained, “Al was coming back from his trip to the East and he and I were gonna meet to catch up and combine our notes. When we met up, he told me about the fire. After what happened, everytime he comes back to Amestris, he comes by her grave and sends flowers.”

“So it was him who’s been bringing flowers once a while,” Leo said. “I hope to see him someday, I want to thank him for the flowers… and for saving my life.”

Leo and Calypso’s relationship also changed drastically. Whenever Leo has some free time off, he’d come downstairs and help Calypso with her shop. Whether it was technical problems or just managing the front counter, he’s there to help her.

Calypso would make lunch and dinner for the two of them every chance they could. Once a while, Leo would have nightmares and Calypso would enter his room and comfort him and end up sleeping with him.

The two were having a peaceful and happy life in that flower shop that eventually they realized something that they tried to deny for a while; fearing that it’ll end this peaceful time.

They were both falling in love.

One day, Leo came to work on his trauma with Winry and asked her for advice on Calypso.

“Oh, so you finally realized your feelings, huh?” Winry smirked.

Leo blushed.

“Well, take it from someone who’s married to a man with little to no romantic bones in his body. Love is complicated and unexpected, you never know when it’ll happen or with who.”

“But… What should I do if I get transferred to a different part of the country? I saw how fragile long distance relationships are back and Central and… I don’t wanna lose what I have with Calypso.”

“I get it. Don’t forget, my husband goes out of the country and explores the world despite being a husband and father. But you know what? I don’t mind, because no matter where he goes, what he learns, what he’s been through, he’ll come home. Always. Isn’t that what Calypso is to you?”

Afterwards, Leo saw Ed playing with his kids and having fun.

Despite all the horror he went through in his past, he continues to smile and live.

Leo’s training to get past his trauma continues.

Eventually, he was even able to join the village bonfire.

The Elric family and Calypso celebrated with Leo that day. To Leo, it felt like he was cleansed of his burden. At some point, he swore that he saw his mother at that moment and that she was smiling at him. Proud of how grown up he is, and surrounded by good folks that would watch over him.

And so, his training continues.

He still struggles with fire now and then, but he keeps moving forward. He continues to push himself forward to learn Automail Engineering.

In less than a year, he finished his training.

And now he needs to report his training to the Fuhrer.

As Leo arrives at Central, he feels gloomy. It’s not that he’s not proud of his accomplishment.

It just meant that eventually, he’ll have to leave Reesembool.

Leave the Elric family.

Leave Calypso behind.

He arrives at the front entrance of the Fuhrer’s office. He gave his report on his training and that he has completed his training.

“That’s good,” Mustang replied. “With the training and your expertise, I’m sure we can help the poor souls that are still suffering from the Ishvalan war.”

“Um… Sir?” Leo said. But he couldn’t say anything afterwards. The Fuhrer put in so much effort for Leo to get training. The Elric family did so much for Leo to get past his trauma and finish his training. Calypso did so much for Leo to feel at home.

That’s why he can’t deny his transfer.

“Yes?” Mustang asked.

“Uh… nothing, Sir…”

“Corporal… I understand what you’re feeling right now. You got comfortable in your new post. That’s the struggle here in the military. Eventually, we all have to leave our homes behind to protect our country. But know this, Leo…”

“Sir?”

“Keep moving forward toward your dream, Leo Valdez. It’ll eventually help out the people around you, and they’ll do the same to others. It’s human nature to give back to those that helped us. And who knows, eventually, your dream may lead you back home…”

After he left Central Command, he went to visit his mother’s grave. As he arrived, he saw a figure standing in front of her. He was wearing a trench coat and was holding a briefcase and a bouquet of flowers. He has short blonde hair and golden eyes.

It was the eyes that gave him away.

Alphonse Elric. Edward’s younger brother.

“You’re Alphonse,” Leo called out.

Al looks at him. He recognized him instantly.

“You’re that boy…”

Afterwards, the two spoke near a cafe.

“I see,” Al replied. “You've been getting automail training from Winry, and my brother told you about me.”

Leo nodded. “I have to thank you, you saved my life and for that, I’m grateful.”

“...But I couldn’t save your mother…” Al replied, with a guilty look.

“It’s okay, my mother would be grateful for you saving me. That’s how she is, always caring for others before herself.”

Al grips on his coffee tight. “Just like my mom…”

“...Ed told me about you guys tragic past,” Leo said. “I’m sorry you have to go through such a thing. But, you managed to save so many lives afterwards. And for that, I know I’m not the only one grateful for all you have done. So, don't beat yourself down for this. Like Ed says…”

“...Keep moving forward, you've got two good legs. So use them,” Al finished.

“Exactly, which is why I was in Resembool. I finished my training and will be transferred to the East to join in the effort to help out the Ishvalans. After I fulfill my tour, I’m gonna rebuild my mom’s shop and continue her work.”

“That’s good,” Al replied. “I know Winry will be proud of you. Otherwise you’ll have to face her wrench.”

The two laugh at his joke. The two headed back to Resembool.

When Calypso got the news that Leo will be transferred to the East, she had mixed feelings. She’s happy that Leo was able to gain one step closer to his dream. But also sad, because eventually, he’s going to leave in about two weeks.

And she’ll be alone again.

“Gonna miss me Sunshine?” Leo jokingly said.

Calypso scoffed it off as a joke, but deep inside, yes. These few months with Leo have been the best months of her life. She felt needed, happy and no longer alone.

But she doesn’t want to hold Leo from his dream.

“Yeah right, I’m glad you’re leaving. I’ll finally get some peace and quiet here,” She said as she was cleaning the dishes. Unaware that tears were flowing past her eyes.

And neither did Leo.

The next day, Leo invited Calypso to a walk around the village. It confused Calypso because he never went out for a walk. He’s always working on something, training on his automail expertise or helping out with the shop.

“What for? You never simply go out for a walk?”

Leo shrugged, “Gonna be leaving soon, might as well get a last look around before I do. And I enjoy your company, despite your fiery temper.”

Leo smirked while Calypso frowned at his teasing.

She still agrees to join.

As the two walk around the village, they tend to joke around or tease each other for fun. But unknown to each other is that they both are trying really hard not to express their true feelings. Fearing that it’ll ruin what they have now.

“So, once you finish your tour, you’re gonna rebuild your mom’s shop, right?” Calypso asked.

“Yeah, though I probably won't be able to do it at our old spot anymore. So I’ll probably need a new place.”

“I see…” Calypso trailed off. “...in that case, why not build a shop here in resembool?”

Leo snickered, “You know what? That’s a good idea! I can build a shop right next to yours. That way I can enjoy your cooking.”

Leo laughed whole-heartily, but Calypso was silent, looking at Leo brightly.

Even though he said it as a joke. To Calypso, it was hope. Hope for the future.

She scoffed, “Yeah right, you’ll disturb the birds and scare my customers away. I’ll never be able to sell my flowers.”

“Well in that case, I’ll buy all the flowers you made… and give them to you.”

Calypso stopped walking with Leo. Leo turned back and saw her crying.

“Sunshine? What’s wron-”

He couldn’t finish his sentence.

Not when he has Calypso’s lips on his. Unable to speak.

Nor did he want to let go of her.

Like her nickname suggests.

She’s his sunshine.

It was Leo’s last day and was about to head out. Leo said goodbye to the Elric family, but Edward and Alphonse already headed toward the train station for their departure too. But before he could head out to the station, Calypso walked with him early in the morning, hands-holding and talking about their future.

“Make sure you write back at least once a week. And please don’t skip your lunches and dinner time, I worry for your health,” Calypso ordered.

“Okay, Sunshine. I promise,” Leo answered.

“And please don’t blow yourself up!” She said jokingly. “I don’t wanna hear the news about a scrawny mechanic nearly blowing up ANOTHER street.”

Leo laughs and eventually, so did Calypso.

“Okay, I promise, Sunshine.”

“And…” Calypso grips tighter to Leo, “Come back home soon.”

“I promise.”

As the two arrive at the train station, they say Ed and Al waiting on the train.

“Leo, heading out too?” Ed asked.

Leo nodded.

Later on, Ed wanted to speak to Leo privately. The two sat at a bench nearby so they could talk.

“So, you’re still gonna fulfill your dream?” Ed asked.

“Yeah, I may not be able to rebuild it at our old spot, but I’m sure my mom wouldn’t mind. I’m sure she’d want me to build my dream close to home,” Leo replied, looking at Calypso as looks out to the horizon, waiting for the train. “I won’t lie, I still get nightmares about that day. And I still flinch now and then whenever I’m near a spark or a fire. But… I’ll keep moving forward.”

Ed nodded.

“Good,” Ed said. “Keep moving forward, Leo. Being away from home will be painful, but you have to keep following your dream. There’s no such thing as a painless lesson. They just don’t exist. Sacrifices are necessary. You can’t gain anything without losing something first. Although, if you can endure that pain and walk away from it, you’ll find that you now have a heart strong enough to overcome any obstacle.”

Calypso called out that the train was about to arrive.

Leo got up and walked toward Calypso.

He knew that it would be a long time before he could come home. So, he grabbed her, hugged her and kissed her passionately. Expressing all his love and care for her.

For him, she’s home.

“Yeah,” Ed said to himself, “A heart made Fullmetal”

[Insert Anime Ending: Let It Out by Miho Fukuhara]

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A/N:

Happy Fullmetal Alchemist Day everyone. Sorry for the late reply, school and work kept me busy. But then I remembered October 3rd was close and that I was off that day, so I made the final touches on this chapter for that day. I’m sorry if it’s not good, but I won’t lie, I had nostalgia hit me hard while writing this. I actually cried at certain parts when I wrote them.

Again, this story is dedicated to @winryofresembool on Tumblr. Thanks for making an amazing Caleo story AND being a Fullmetal Alchemist fan, keep up the good work. Some of the backstory is even inspired by her fanfiction, Things We Lost In The Fire. Do check it out if you are also a fan of Caleo. Thank you Winryofresembool for making such an amazing story and being one of my many inspirations to become a writer myself. Never stop doing what you love and keep moving forward.

Despite whatever happens in the future, Leo and Calypso are meant for each other.

Two broken souls, lost and alone.

Desperate for love and acceptance.

I know that together, their shattered hearts can become one.

A heart made Fullmetal.

Don’t Forget.

3.Oct.11

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