#edxoc

Commission 3/5 done for PuzzleEmerald  .. Ed and her pretty OC Alethea blushing as Ed gives her a piggyback ride through the flowery field in the afternoon 🌸💙 The blue flower field has been inspired from Nemophila flowerfields in Hitachi seaside Park, Japan

LET’S GET AN OCxCANON THREAD GOING with the Picrew-Couple Version

Starting off with everyone’s favorite toxic couple: EdxDani

Just wish they have more curly/wavy hairstyles... ;A; I did the best I could for my lil bitch THOT

Romance

Theme B- Their Song

(SPOILERS TO FMA03)

The Scientist

“...never did like being replaced!”

She finally realized what she was looking at when she came to. Ed towering over Envy with his balled fist weakening, eyes locked on Envy in horror, sweating bullets, unaware of what was coming. But to be fair she wasn’t either. It wasn’t until she heard a voice screaming for Envy to stop what he was doing, but that’s when it was too late. For Envy’s arm already morphed into a large spike which was plunged deep into Ed’s chest. All the air that could be in Penelope’s chest ceased to exist, as the image played in her head over and over. Processing everything but also unable to, feeling every part of her body while being unable to, awake but asleep, alive yet dying. She couldn’t breathe, she couldn’t scream yet, she kept her eyes on the sight with a wide bewildered gaze like a deer being eaten alive. Next to her she could hear Rose mumbling Ed’s name in a startled gasp.

Envy slumped Ed’s body to the side allowing for the crimson blood to flow over the marble floor, staining everything that came into contact. Finally Penelope felt something. Not the stream of tears going down her face, or her trembling hands, or her shaking knees, nor the swelling pain in her skull from the tragedy or her ever growing condition, but it was her throat. How it was wanting to release a noise but almost couldn’t make a sound. “...E-...Ed…?” That must have been when she realized that he wasn’t waking up, that everything that was happening is really happening. The next thing she felt was the tears, then the hands, and then the knees. “EDWARD!!”

She jolted awake again and looked around in almost a flurry of distress. Breathing heavy, finding she has merely back in Resembool in front of a desk with scattered papers of all assorts. Papers containing multiple theories on how to bring Ed back from the other side of the gate or how to restore Al’s memories, charts, diagrams, different transmutation circles. Slowly, she allowed herself to lean back on her chair staring at the papers in the best way she could with this darkened lighting.

I was just guessing At numbers and figures Pulling the puzzles apart

In silence she returned to making speculations, letting her tired nature take over. The fact she could sleep some was both a miracle and a curse. She would be getting more energy, sure, but it would only lead to a plague of nightmares of Dante, Envy, and Ed dying or leaving. Leaving while she couldn’t do anything to help him stay. Even offering to save Al using the transmutation in order to keep him with his brother and Joslyn wasn’t enough. All she could do was stand aside and allow him to leave.

Then there was the question of how to bring Al’s memories back. Yuki was broken hearted when they discovered that everything that happened to them. Every encounter they faced while looking for the Philosopher's Stone seemed to be washed out of Al’s mind. Like it had never happened. That was just another moment of grief for Penelope and Joslyn to bear. How much suffering can one person go through before they snap? Joslyn, heard Envy declare that he was her half brother only to kill Ed, lost Al so she could have Ed back only to lose him again as well.

Penelope closed a book on alchemy on her desk now standing to put it back to where it belonged.

Questions of science

Science and progress

Do not speak as loud as my heart

As quiet as she could she tip-toed down the halls to the room where Ed usually stayed when getting his automail repaired. When opening the door a wave of his scent washed over her face almost sending her back with her tail between her legs. She pressed her lips together and forced herself to step inside his room, entering the belly of the beast. The mission was to go in, do what she needed to do, then get out. End of the story. Penelope walked to the bed setting it down next to his red coat being sprawled across the sheets.

Her bottom lip was pressed in between her teeth upon seeing the jacket. That signature red jacket that Ed would wear on missions in the military. It was the only sense of style he had in her opinion. No doubt the coat was flashy, but it made things easier when they were in a crowd. It would be a bull faced lie if she said that she didn’t want to wear the coat at least once. Those trembling hands reached for the coat, gripping it in her hands as she pulled it up. Penelope paused, contemplating on whether or not she actually wanted to go through with wearing this jacket. Like this was a life or death decision. The smallest and saddest laugh passed her lips. “What would Ed say to this…?”

Tell me you love me

Come back and haunt me

Oh, and I rush to the start

Finally getting over her uneasiness, she slipped the sleeves over her shoulder and fell back to lay on the bed to stare at the ceiling. The scent of Edward Elric was all that filled her nostrils, it was almost intoxicating. When she came into this room she told herself that she wasn’t going to spend long in the room for this exact reason. Yet, here she was. Laying on his bed with his coat swallowing her body whole. In a way she was forcing herself to address that she wanted him back as well, even when she that Al and Joslyn’s reasons were more important. That her reasons for wanting him home were nothing, that the romance between the two couldn’t be her fuel. “What am I doing…?” She asked herself while staring at the ceiling. “Doing this won’t fix anything…”

Running in circles

“I have to bring him back for them…”

Chasing our tails

“I could have done something…”

Coming back as we are

“I…”

Preparations were almost complete, in the end of it all, Ed would be gone along with this cursed place. It was pleasing to know that this castle underground would be destroyed but there was a deep sadness from Penelope upon Ed’s departure. Without thinking she begged for him to let her do the transmutation in his place, but he refused. He didn’t know what would come of this transmutation so he didn’t want her to have any part, not only that but he promised to Al that he would get his body back. If doing this transmutation was the process, then so be it. The last thing that needed to be done was transmutation circles on Ed’s body.

In silence Penelope marked his forehead, his arms, and then finally his bared chest. Breaking the silence Ed spoke. “I’m sorry…”

“I just wish I could do more to help…”

He tore his eyes aside. “This isn’t your burden to carry.” Penelope bit her lip and looked aside, knowing that he was right. Those promises that they made about facing their problems together weren’t ever going to be fulfilled. It was naive to think that. There was so much more to be said, but she couldn’t find the words. For the first time in a long time she was lost and couldn’t strike up any conversation with him. “I think it’s about time I started.”

She nodded. “Very well…”

“Hey…” Ed lifted her chin softly so that their eyes met. Blue irises meeting with almost golden eyes. Taking in every detail they could before they lost the chance, even though all the time in the world couldn’t prepare them for this. “I’m coming back… I promise…”

She stared at him for a moment longer before grabbing his chin and pulling his lips to hers, meeting together in a soft lip-lock.

Nobody said it was easy

It's such a shame for us to part

“I miss him…” For a moment her eyes widen, slowly sitting upwards to feel her now wet cheeks with an almost startled expression on her face. Like she was scared that she crying. How dare she feel sad that he’s gone for her own terms. Even when they didn’t know the full story, people in the military blamed the disappearance on her, creating rumors as to how she’s at fault. Not even leaving the military could help her escape that feeling. That this is somehow her fault. She squeezed her eyes shut and held onto her body with her nails digging into the red cloth. “Stop crying…”

Nobody said it was easy

No one ever said it would be this hard

As she stared at the ceiling, she lowered herself on the bed with tears slipping past the corners of her eyes. The sob she was holding back in her throat was almost choking her. Desperately she wanted to release it but didn’t want anyone to hear her cry. Silently crying, that’s fine as long as no soul saw it. Sobbing was inexcusable. With all her might she wanted to avoid the sheer embarrassment of so much as sobbing in front of another person or allowing them to hear it be so. In the military, crying is a sign of weakness. And it affects people, it affects children like death to shot dog.

Regardless, by the end of the night, sob she did. And she couldn’t control it.

Day Three - November 22nd : Goofy

Theme A: Clothes Swap

Theme B: Job/Role Reversal

Oooooooh I had FUN drawing this!! >XD pffftahaahahaha!

Day Three - November 22nd : Goofy

Theme A: Clothes Swap

Goofy

Theme II- Role Reversal

Early Alchemy Training

Currently, Samuel was asleep in the nursery but was bound to be awake in tears later on, pleading for some form of attention. It was only him and Ed in the house. As for Penelope, she was off in Central to look into some more alchemy. Diving head first into the world that she knew before keeping herself at home to make sure that Samuel remained in pristine condition. Ed has been trying to wrap his brain around a certain concept but was asked to watch over Samuel while she went to investigate into this matter. She told him that he needed a break from traveling so much and that she needed to get out of the house every once and awhile.

He was plopped on the couch, unsure of what to do to pass by the time. He’s already read his alchemical books, looked into his research, cleaned portions of the house, all while making sure that Samuel didn’t miraculously die under his watch. Ed leaned back on the couch and grunted. “What does she do all day by herself? No wonder she wanted out…” Cutting off his thoughts was a cry from Samuel down the halls. A string of sobs that could heard from outside the walls of the house, forced him to perk upwards and walk to his room. The quaint little blue room with a white cradle in which Samuel rested his small head around tiny decorations of all sorts. Picking up Samuel and holding him to his chest, began to coo the child softly. His face scrunched up when his nostrils caught up on a crude smell coming from his son’s diaper, already knowing what was coming next.

-

A sigh escaped Ed’s lips as he threw the dirtied diaper away in the trash can. “She needs to stop putting in whatever is your food to make your crap smell this bad…” He muttered now picking up his child again and setting him on his chest. Ed lifted his head and saw the study from across the hall, calling his name, doing whatever appeal possible to lure him inside to investigate alchemy. Looking over to Samuel who was still clinging onto him, a grin rose onto his lips. The pieces of grand and enjoyable idea combining to create a pleasant thought that would soon become a shining reality.

-

The house was drowning in darkness when Penelope stepped back into the house. She rose an eyebrow and set her suitcase down before closing the front door. Turning on a lamp she instantly met face to face to a flood of papers, chalk scribbles on the floor, open books covering the tables with a bowl on top of one of those books. Penelope knelt down to the ground and inspected the contents of the paper, seeing a simple transmutation circle on the paper. She pressed her lips together and sighed. “Of course… But at least it’s not a mess for other reasons…”