In the winter months the ground was too hard to dig ditches, so instead they chipped rocks.
rated:M-L-S-V | GEN | Fullmetal | angst | crack | intense | romance | prisonfic
"I'm told by Mr. Mason that you resisted being fed, and he had you punished for that."
"Aww, is the rough and tough Elric crying for his dead brother?" sneered a voice in his ringing ears.
rated:M-L-S-V | GEN | Fullmetal | angst | drama | noncon | prisonfic
"Fuck, I have a gang," Ed breathed in horror, about to take a seat.
rated:M-L-V | GEN | Fullmetal | angst | drama | prisonfic | Hohenheim/Trisha
The advantage to being so distinctive-looking was that sometimes Edward didn't have to look for people; they found him first.
rated:M-L-V | GEN | Fullmetal | Edward Elric | angst | prisonfic
Bravado. Make them regret they ever talked to you.
rated:M-L-V | GEN | Fullmetal | post-series | SP: ep 40 | Edward Elric | angst | drama | prisonfic
Ed began to understand why some people talked to themselves.
rated:M-L-S-V | GEN | Fullmetal | post-series | SP: ep 48 | Edward Elric | angst | dark | drama | torture | prisonfic
And while he didn't know the Niisan that had been to hell and back again with a grin on his face, he knew his Niisan, and he knew that prison was not at all where he belonged.
rated:G | GEN | Fullmetal | post-series | DF: ep 43 | 2006 Action-Adventure | Alphonse Elric | Edward Elric | action | angst | prisonfic
He thought, for a fleeting instant, that he ought to feel some kind of guilt—but he couldn’t muster any.
rated:M-L-V | GEN | Fullmetal | angst | drama | torture | prisonfic
PR, we need PR, he kept telling himself, but at this point he didn't think he could string more than two sentences together.
rated:G | GEN | Fullmetal | sidestory: Dreamed Time | angst | prisonfic | politics
He looks like he wants to scold Ed for swearing, but is afraid to; at the thought, Ed forces his expression to soften, and gives his little brother a wan smile.
rated:M-L | GEN | Fullmetal | post-series | angst | ref. noncon | sweet | prisonfic
"Mai--" Ed didn't finish his sentence as he stared at the three-inch stack of letters in Foley's hand.
He grabbed the nearest inmate by the front of his shirt and hauled him up. "Where is he!?" he roared.