mikkeneko

Title: Weakness
Rating: R
Pairings: None
Warnings: Torture, language.
Notes: This story is 'prisonfic,' which means that it takes place in the same shared timeline universe as Vikki's Unforgiveness Arc which follows the story of Edward in a federal prison and Cryogenia's A History of Violence which follows Edward's life after his release. This fic is set sometime during vikki's series, and uses some characters from there.


( Winry had taught him breathing techniques, way back when, pain control techniques for when the drugs weren't working or couldn't be given. )


-fin-

Dedicated, as usual, to the people who always ask for it. If not for you I really would have given up on ths fic long ago.


Temperance 6
previous part

( When the time came, Edward had every intention of overpowering Doring and all his stupid guards at once, but he couldn't afford to show his hand until he was ready to play it. )

I should be doing thesis, but I was inspired, and I'm on Spring Break now anyway. Why did it take me two whole days to do this I suck. There may someday be a continuation of this, but for now, this is it.


Title: L'homme Machine (Man A Machine)
Rating: R
Pairing: None
Warnings: Dark, NCS, torture
Spoiler warnings: Movie. This fic is an 'alternate movie timeline,' which means it takes place during the movie and not after.
Author's Notes: ( Cut for spoilers... )


( Who would have imagined that in such a fragile drop could be the power to surpass God? )


~fin.


Notes, because I actually did my damn research for once and want everyone to know it. >_>;
( Notes )

Title: Paddling
Pairing: None
Rating: G (shock!)
Spoilers: None
Notes: A cute little nothing bunny that stuck in my head till I wrote it. :) Set during their journey, before the opening of the series.


( The room looked as if a hurricane had gone through it. )


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Title: Under There
Spoilers: Some chapter 3
Pairings: None, maybe some very light squabbly EdWin
Category: Humor, chibis



( The next therapy session, after a little help with Al, Ed was armed and ready. )

~end

because I am incapable of not sharing what I've written. OMG review H0R.

Um.... pellaz, don't look! This is your birthday fic. >_>;;;


Title: The World
Spoilers: None; set pre-series
Warnings: Elric family.
Rating: PG-13

( This country is so beautiful. )

Title: Cats in the Cradle
Spoilers: EOS
Warnings: disturbing, some gore
Rating: R for that

( Ed's not wearing the red coat. )

Title: Habit
Warning: Angst
Rating: PG-13
Notes: This one is another one that was technically written for the HoS/Doubles, but this one is also completely standalone. Assumes a restored!Al.

( He took one step. )

Uh... there might actually be a second part to this epilogue. With Roy. Depending on if I ever get motivated.

Title: In Living Memory (formerly Playing by the Rules)
epilogue 1/2?

( At first he had only seen Ed as alien, with nothing to compare him with, and afterwards he'd been blinded by the familiar. )


I also did a good deal of editing on the text of this fic (thanks, femmelethale!) and I'm considerably happier with it now. At some point I'll post the new version, with however much epilogue, on 7sins.

"What are you doing here?" the young man asked darkly. "Aren't you on the run from the cops? I hear they've authorized use of the Stones."

"You've gotta believe me," the homunculus called Greed whined, standing in front of the dust-coated desk. "I didn't kill the old broad. Why would I? Sure, we weren't on the best of terms, but I never would have killed her! I'm being set up! Framed!"

The young man sitting behind the desk only grunted, not even raising his eyes to meet the strange round glasses. Instead, he poured himself another shot of whiskey. "Give me a reason I should care," he said, and tossed the shot back. The strong alcohol didn't even make him gasp; he was too used to it by now.

"Because the person who really killed Dante is still out there!" Greed shot back. "They're using me as a patsy! A scapegoat! I'm telling you, Al, you gotta help me get to the bottom of this! Nobody else will believe what a homunculus has to say. And everyone knows, when a homunculus is in trouble, there's only one place to go! Elric and Elric," he sighed fondly. He picked up a framed, black-and-white picture and buffed the dust off of it on his white fur ruff.

Al snorted, leaning back in his desk and taking the bottle with him. "I don't work for 'monkeys," he told him flatly. "Not any more."

"Ah, c'mon, Al," Greed wheedled him. "You used to be the best alchemist in the South Side, didn't you?" Settling himself in to argue further, Greed grabbed hold of the back of the chair that seated across from Al's, and began to sit in it.

In a flash, the young alchemist was out of his own chair, slamming the bottle back on the desk. "Get out of that chair!" he roared, all hints of his meek manner gone.

Greed stared at him, completely frozen, halfway planted in the chair.

"That's my brother's chair," Al finished quietly.