A collection of oneshots for Royai Week 2022

Une escapade à deux, loin des contraintes de l'armée, loin de leurs objectifs, c'est tout ce qu'ils demandent

Realizing your commanding officers had been carrying on a secret relationship for over a decade, pulling the wool over higher ups' eyes, and keeping even their own squad guessing, and knowing that they were only coming clean about it now, to surreptitiously announce their wedding that had been fifteen years in the making, was a lot for one day. And it wasn't even 0730 yet.

For several blissful months, Roy builds his life anew with Riza, a life of working towards their shared dreams and enjoying simple domestic joys, and eventually, anticipation.

"Know how you two look? Your eyes… You seem to me like two people who've seen far too much."

It was incongruent. A Major on her knees, a mere vessel, her subordinate's whimpers polluting the air. But, weeks ago, her body had started to betray her.

Riza was not used to impermanent farewells or happy separations. She had always only known about losing those she held dear, then never looking back as she dealt with the emptiness that came with loss. Day 1 - Triumph for Royai Week 2022.

*Continuation of Golden Stars, Bleeding Hearts* Edward was no stranger to nightmares. The sheer amount of trauma he had under his belt all but guaranteed that. It wasn't exactly anything new to him. What was new to him was having someone to help him through them.

When terror and war threaten Mustang's campaign, he must fight to stay true to himself and attain the office of Fuhrer.

Truth and his brother Void play a game with two humans from our world. They give the humans a set of rules, map some money and a gift. The game is simple they have to find someone in order to win the game. But how can the game be so simple if they have no idea who they are looking for? Plus they have compete against one another to find this person before time runs out. More inside

Al's seal is losing its strength. The Philosopher's Stone has remained nothing but a dream, so Ed has to take matters into his own hands.

It felt like Ed had been waiting forever for Mustang to finish reading his report. He was so close to finally getting to leave when the man stopped him. “What the hell? You didn’t mention getting injured.” What? He wasn’t injured. What was he talking about? He froze as he saw the blood stained chair. He’d just started his period. In front of his CO. Who didn’t know he was trans.

The first morning as a married woman is nice, Lust decides. *Requested by Guest.*

The first time around, he sees everyone around him drop dead one by one, eliminated early in the game so they're not a threat later. He sees Father suck the life of all those that made it far enough. He sees Al's eyes dim in the armor, and Ed just… gives up. Truth has other plans.

Riza is sent to handle a suspicious-looking assignment, on her own. Written for Resilient, a Riza Hawkeye Zine.

Nada es perfecto. El mundo no es perfecto, pero está allí para nosotros haciendo lo mejor que puede, por eso es tan maravilloso [Colección de one-shots].

A collection of stories from the Telling Stories Again universe. Ed's got a lot more to say and a lot more story to tell.

The Royai 100 done for Vato Falman, Heymans Breda, Jean Havoc, and Kain Fuery. Not ruling out appearances by Mustang and Hawkeye, or other military, such as Hughes or Armstrong. Rating may get as high as T. Will probably mostly fit in with The Toll and Team Players.

El día de la boda que tanto había estado esperando finalmente había llegado. La música llegó hasta mis oídos, la marcha nupcial que marcaba el inicio de la caminata hasta el altar de la novia inundo el sitio, la hora había llegado. Sentía que mi corazón se quería escapar por mi boca. Mi estómago me dio un vuelco cuando finalmente logré visualizarla, tan hermosa y etérea

Una tarde de otoño en una terraza, dos soldados reflexionan sobre la vida que no podrían tener, sin saber que se encuentran más cerca uno del otro de lo que creen.

Roy and Ed contemplate the potential existence of other versions of themselves. (Written for Roy/Ed Day.)

Edward felt his throat burning as he choked, vomiting into the toilet bowl. This had been happening a lot lately, and it only seemed to be growing more and more frequent. Hanahaki. He had fucking hanahaki. For someone he knew would never feel the same way. God, the world really seemed to have it out for ed.

*continuation of Golden Stars, Bleeding Hearts* M'staeng didn't expect anything strange when Al asked for pens and paper. He probably just wanted to write or draw or something, write? His assumptions couldn't have been farther from reality. Just what the hell was alchemy, anyway?

It was a normal mission. Dismantling fighting rings was routine for M'staeng at this point. What was not normal was getting himself captured on one of those missions, but that was fine. H'kye killing him when she inevitably rescued him scared him more than anything the Homn'cli could do to him. It wouldn't be too bad. Of course, he didn't expect for the Homn'cli to have a human.

Mustang and Hawkeye often shoulder too much on their own, but maybe it's nice to have someone there. The story of what happened on the day when Mustang burns Hawkeye's tattoo.