Posted 17 hours ago
luckied asked

thefullmetaledwardelric:

Send a ♚. Your character falls asleep on mine, I’ll reply with what mine does.

It had been a week he’d been gone, off to the borders of Amestris and Creta because there had been need of a translator for negotiations of alchemical research exchange. Ed hadn’t been their first choice, he usually wasn’t in diplomatic matters, but there were few others that would understand the terms that were likely to be tossed around during the summits and none as likely as Ed. 

But he was home now, Jean meeting him at the train station when he’d arrived. 

They found themselves in the back of a cab making their way home. On and on he’d gone about all of the things he’d seen, complaining about how stuffy the Cretian scholarly types had been and how stuffier the Amestrian ones had been. He hadn’t even realized that his lover, who had been silently listening to him go on and on, had fallen asleep. It was only when the car had bumped a bit over a pot hole in the street and Jean had slid across the leather to rest against him that he’d realized.

At first, Ed was angry but that quickly faded when he remembered how Jean got when he was away… and how much he worried… and how unlikely it was that he had slept much. Sighing, Ed smiled a bit and let himself rest against Jean in return. It had been a long trip and a little rest wouldn’t be so bad. He could tell his lover about everything later… after they’d both had a chance to rest properly.

Jean had wanted to listen to everything Edward had dealt with while he had been in Creta. He had struggled to keep himself awake while listening to Ed speaking, until he wasn’t able to keep his eyes open. The major’s voice lulled him into a deep slumber and he hardly stirred when he slumped over onto Ed’s lap. 

He never slept when Edward was away and he knew Ed knew it. The only way he would stay vertical was with coffee and smoking. A week of not sleeping had caught up to him and he crashed hard. 

Posted 18 hours ago
♚ (Because Jean Havoc-muse doesn't know any other way to say Hiiiiiiii)
luckied asked

sass-master-sebastian:

luckied:

sass-master-sebastian:

"What the actual hell...?" Sebastian pushed at the blond who had somehow managed to fall asleep on him. 

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Shaking his head slightly, Jean answered the question. “No, German with French descendants. I said shoot out since apparently I’m trying explain what happened without confusing you. It was more of a violent attack that we hadn’t expected to become so violent.”

Quickly noticing what Sebastian was talking about, Havoc looked at the man even closer. “Are you telling me…this isn’t your manor?”

"Alright..." Sebastian said that slowly, still unsure what exactly Mr. Havoc meant. An attack? What kind of thing would that be? "No, this isn't my manor. Perhaps your attack did more damage than your team had expected." 

Pressing his lips tightly together, Jean couldn’t figure out why this guy didn’t understand what he meant by an attack, assault, gunfire, excreta…

But that didn’t matter at the moment. “What makes you think what myself and my team encountered would cause this? Like some time warp thing?”

Posted 18 hours ago
She had been drawn to this lab for some reason, and she couldn't keep herself from approaching the pained moans she heard down the hall. She kicked open the door, and after scanning the room she sheathed her dagger as her eyes met the man on the ground, in an all too familiar state. Cautiously she approached him, then knelt down. "So, they got to you too, huh?" ((Eyyyyy, you get Martel this time. Erika is taking a little break, so let's get this show on the road.))
venom-and-vengeance asked

venom-and-vengeance:

luckied:

luckied:

((SO COOL!))

He had attempted to let out another groan, but a strange growl rumbled through his throat. The sedatives he had been given earlier were wearing off and something clicked in his mind. The blond clenched his jaw and tasted blood instantly from biting his tongue. His own human canine teeth had been surgically fixed to something completely different.

Struggling to sit up, the smoker placed a hand over his eyes as he tried to regain full consciousness. He could smell every possible scent in the room, including the smell of the woman near him.

Another growl came from him, much stronger and clearer this time for her to hear. Something was growing within Jean Havoc’s mind and he raised his head, exposing yellowish eyes and his lips pulled back in a snarl to expose sharp canine teeth smeared with his own blood.

A loud jungle cat-like hiss ripped from him and Jean moved back until his back hit the hard wall. Fear ran though his system as he stared at the unknown woman, growling in an attempt to keep her back.

"I know what’s in me. I was drugged and forced to do things to female chimeras," Jean snarled, relieved when the dagger was lowered. "I watch them kill and extract DNA from the poor wild beast that is now in me."

He held out a trembling hand, wanting her to take his hand. “If you help me up, I can run. Getting up while I’m still adjusting to what I am now isn’t easy. Unless you want to watch me fall over again and again while I try to get control of my legs, help me up.” Havoc stared up at the snake chimera with his yellowish eyes. “Please.”

Finally she sheathed her dagger, and without taking a step toward him, she held out her hand, stretching her arm out to an inhuman length as she did. Perhaps it was a force of habit, or maybe an effortless attempt to assure him that she was telling him the truth about what she was. Her fingers wrapped around his hand, and she pulled him to his feet.

"Keep up or get left behind," she said firmly as she let go of his hand and turned toward the door. "I won’t fall behind for you and risk getting caught again. I’ve been experimented on enough to last me for the rest of my life, and I don’t want to think about what the military will do to me if they catch me after I escaped a second time. I can’t think of anywhere we can go, but anywhere has to be better than here…."

Those last words came out as a low, hushed murmur, and to some extent she was talking to herself, as well. They really didn’t have anywhere to go. The best thing they could do was run away from the lab, then continue to run once they had escaped. From the very start Martel had understood that as long as she didn’t die here, she would have no choice but to continue her life on the run.

She darted out the door and down the hall, running at a blinding speed as she did. She wondered if this strange new chimera was behind her, but she didn’t dare to look behind her. Yes, it was selfish, but she would not allow hersekf to get caught again.

Jean’s yellow hued eyes widened at the extending arm and pressed himself further against the wall, almost wanting to strike out in fear when her fingers wrapped around his hand. If his eyes could have grown any wider, they would have as he was pulled to his feet. 

His enhanced ears caught her words - all of her words - and Havoc started to get a clearer idea of what new world he was forced into. He had already endured a living hell in this windowless room…the forced injections to bring out the feral animal in him when female chimeras were tossed into the room with him, the hopes of the scientists getting a procreated chimera offspring… The blond shook his head roughly, wanting to get the images out of his head.

Looking up, he caught the other running around the corner and gave himself a brief second to decide. Why was he deciding? Kicking a chair over, he broke off a leg with ease and followed the female chimera. He caught up with her and moved to run beside her. “Who are you? You’re name?”

Posted 19 hours ago
thefullmetaledwardelric asked

thefullmetaledwardelric:

luckied:

luckied:

Send a ♚. Your character falls asleep on mine, I’ll reply with what mine does.
Feeling pressure sprawled on top of himself, Jean opened his eyes just enough to recognize the figure laying across him in the darkness. “Well, hello there,” he whispered, reaching a hand down to brush a strand of hair from Edward’s face. “When did you get home, handsome?”

Chuckling softly, Jean ran his fingers down Edward’s forehead to under his chin, tilting the sleeping head up toward him and pressed his lips to the younger man’s softly. “Just sleep. I’m not going anywhere.” 

Resting his head back down, Havoc rested his hand back on Ed’s head and wove his fingers through the soft hair. He missed this closeness and wanted to get some time off for both of them. Not for a vacation, but a chance to just be together. Never-leaving-the-bed togetherness sounded like a great idea to him and Jean failed to hold back a smile as he closed his eyes. 

The kiss was met with a return of lidded, sleepy eyes and a bit of lazy press in return. He was happy for it though and easily curled back up once Jean let his chin go. This was exactly what he needed, the warmth of his partner as he held him, the light and steady beating of his heart… Ed had missed this.

Most nights when he got home, Jean was already in bed, much like tonight, but usually already sound asleep. As much as Ed usually wanted to curl up with him, he also didn’t have the heart to chance waking him up. Tonight, well tonight he hadn’t much cared, he just needed this and figured he’d deal with any consequences later. Thankfully that wasn’t going to be necessary. 

"Better not…" he muttered quietly before letting himself drift fully off. The ‘love you’ wasn’t said but with the way Ed was nearly clinging to Jean was probably more than enough to say it for him anyway.

"I wouldn’t dream of moving," Jean mumbled, reaching a hand over to grasp whatever covering he could reach without moving and draped it over Edward’s exhausted body to keep him comfortable. 

Posted 19 hours ago
"Hello, Havoc! How are you today?" Lori smiled at her coworker.
statealchemistofsound01 asked

statealchemistofsound01:

luckied:

statealchemistofsound01:

luckied:

Jean glanced over at the woman, surprised slightly by as had been busy checking over the weapon intake. “Doing fine, although the weapon intake is rather sad this time around,” he sighed out. 

"Is it lower than usual?" she wondered, moving her long hair to the side.

Nodding his head, Havoc handed her the clipboard with a sigh. “Much lower than usual and I don’t understand why. Chief’s not going to be happy.”

"That’s odd. I wonder what’s going on." she said, looking at the paper. "This certainly is strange…"

"It is. Normally, everything is ordered and comes in one shipment. If there had been back-orders, it would say so on the paperwork." Havoc frowned slightly. "Unless…"

Posted 1 week ago
mustangst:

here’s a transparent al to cuten up ur blog uwu

mustangst:

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Posted 1 week ago

howtotrainyourbabyboo:

My cousin just sent this to me and I’m dying because it’s the truest thing ever

Posted 1 week ago
"Hey, Jean? I..." Her voice quickly trailed off as she searched for the words to say next. How did one go about saying such a thing without screwing it up? She wasn't sure, but she knew she had to at least say something. "I was... just thinking.... You're fully recovered, Amestris is finally peaceful, I've left the military and we're no longer bound by anti-frat laws, and we've been together for a while now, so..." She paused before the words poured out. "Let's get married." ((COULDN'T RESIST.))
swift-wind-alchemist asked

"Wha?!" Was all Jean could get out at hearing those last three words. He hadn’t expected it. Let along those words coming from Erika, of all people. "Y-You really want…to get married? To me, of all people?" 

Posted 1 week ago
thefullmetaledwardelric asked

thefullmetaledwardelric:

luckied:

Send a ♚. Your character falls asleep on mine, I’ll reply with what mine does.
Feeling pressure sprawled on top of himself, Jean opened his eyes just enough to recognize the figure laying across him in the darkness. “Well, hello there,” he whispered, reaching a hand down to brush a strand of hair from Edward’s face. “When did you get home, handsome?”

It had been a long day and all he’d wanted to do was come home and curl up with Jean. He must have been more tired than he realized though. As he’d gotten into bed he’d more fallen over Jean than gotten into the bed and curled up, his eyes already mostly closed to sleep already.

The sound of Jean’s question had brought him back, if only enough to give his lover a sleepy answer to his question. “Jus… did…” he replied. “Sleepy…” As the groggy answer came, Ed let his head rest on Jean’s chest, content to let his hand brush through his bangs.

Chuckling softly, Jean ran his fingers down Edward’s forehead to under his chin, tilting the sleeping head up toward him and pressed his lips to the younger man’s softly. “Just sleep. I’m not going anywhere.” 

Resting his head back down, Havoc rested his hand back on Ed’s head and wove his fingers through the soft hair. He missed this closeness and wanted to get some time off for both of them. Not for a vacation, but a chance to just be together. Never-leaving-the-bed togetherness sounded like a great idea to him and Jean failed to hold back a smile as he closed his eyes. 

Posted 1 week ago

papasuke-yamazaki:

2012 London Olympics vs. Rage on vs. Eternal Summer