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Mei Chang
mei chang, royal princess of xing. teaching alphonse elric alkahestry and working as a painter on the side.
(independent rp blog for fullmetal alchemist's mei chang. post-brotherhood is my main verse. no icons or gifs used are mine. read my rules before rping, thank you!)
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maybe i need to just
make this blog a separate blog????
idk, but i never really get attention here except from like two or three people and that's kind of a damper on my confidence about meI BUT HHHH
I WANT HER TO CLICK SHE JUST WON'T CLICK AND IDK WHAT'S HOLDING HER BACK, DAMMIT
#out of qi#probably gonna delete the sideblog and create a whole new blog though#maybe that will test my patience less
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Watches him and tilts her head curiously. "I didn't mess any of the food up, did I?"
Noms on late breakfast
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She’s been sitting on the park bench and staring up at the biggest tree in the park for a while now, a gentle smile curving her lips as she watches a squirrel hop from branch to branch.
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She's been sitting on the park bench and staring up at the biggest tree in the park for a while now, a gentle smile curving her lips as she watches a squirrel hop from branch to branch.
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"I'll make you some tea," Mei answered softly, standing up on tiptoe to peck him on the cheek before he left. She then fumbled around in the cabinets and procured some of the special spices she used, adding them into the kettle she'd brought from Xing. Soon, some tea was brewing for him, and she headed upstairs to go check on Al.
"You doing all right?" she murmured, poking her head in the bathroom with a cute, concerned look on her petite features.
Al’s knotted stomach unwound slightly when Mei linked their hands. He was glad he had her to keep him grounded, to be his rock when he crumbles after being the rock for others for too long. When they entered the house, he was surprised to find it dark and empty, and nearly asked where Ed was, but he knew he’d be okay. He’d look for him if he wasn’t home before it got dark. He squeezed Mei’s hand, bending to gently kiss her. “I’m going to go draw a bath.” He mumbled and walked off, attempting to leave the statement open-ended. He needed a distraction, anyway.
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"Do whatever you need to do to feel better," Mei told him, lacing their fingers together after some time. Eventually they returned home, and Mei looked around slowly. The house was empty; Ed must have been over at Winry and Pinako's. Which meant, of course, that it was just Al and her.
"Good. Thanks." Alphonse managed a more genuine smile, squeezing her hand when she took his. He walked slowly, his exhaustion catching up to him. The distance to the house was short, though, so he figured he could take his time. "You don’t have to." Al replied. "I don’t know how much my stomach can handle. I might just have some ginger tea and go to bed."
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"Of course I won't," she reassured him quietly. A fond smile crossed her lips at the thought of him potentially having a cold--not because he was ill, but because he'd had one when they had first started seeing each other. Taking his hand, Mei stood on tiptoe to kiss his cheek before walking with him. "How about stew for dinner tonight? It's your favorite, after all."
Al nodded, sniffling quietly, whether from his earlier emotions or the cold Mei didn’t want him to have, and sat upright. He took a moment to wipe off his face before getting to his feet, offering his hand and reaching for the umbrella. “Sounds good.” He mumbled, the frog in his throat evident. “Just… don’t go anywhere, okay?”
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"Let's get you home," she whispered into his ear, rubbing his back consolingly. "I'd hate for you to catch a cold, and you look like you could use some tea and a warm bath." It wasn't often that Al was upset like this, and Mei figured he could use some extra care right now--and who else would be perfect for that besides his own fiancee?
Alphonse accepted her comfort graciously, trying to wrap his own arms around her waist. He tried his best not to let any tears fall, and ended up taking long, shaky breaths, which he was sure were shaking Mei as well, to calm himself down. It didn’t help much, but it was a start.
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Once Al and May become a couple, they like to joke about how May was the first girl to be inside of Al (when she was hiding in his armor).
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Gasping softly, Mei was quick to wrap her free arm around his shoulders, supporting him as much as she could with her light, small body. He'd seemed down today, but for what reason, she had no idea. All she knew what that she'd be there for him now at all costs.
Al was broken out of his foggy reverie when the feeling of the rain against his skin suddenly stopped, he turned to find the source of sudden shelter.
When he saw her, he tried to return her smile, but found his bottom lip quivering. He leans his head onto her shoulder, shutting his eyes.
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[sits beside him when she finally finds him, having looked for him all over town. Smiling bleakly, she holds her umbrella over them both.]
[Sits on a bench in the cold/rain/shit weather that would require a coat which he doesn’t have]
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Mei glanced down at her feet and nodded at his words, though they didn't brighten her mood much. "I'm still worried, I guess," she admitted in a sighing tone of voice. "Some of the princesses from other clans wouldn't react like I am... because even if they are low on the ladder like I am, they're still princesses. They could be the fiftieth princess of Xing and act like royalty, and I wish that I could be the same sometimes." A humorless laugh escaped her, and she shrugged.
"Maybe that's my problem," Mei continued. "Maybe I want things that I can't have, and that's making me doubt what we have. Because it's too good to be true... I've always wanted love more than anything, and now that I have it... it seems like a dream, and that I could wake up any minute." Her posture had slumped by now, and though she was smiling, the expression was empty and lackluster.
Alphonse kept smiling down at his tiny princess as she spoke, absentmindedly rubbing her arm to warm her up. He was going to reply to the question about his well-being with vehement affirmation, but she kept speaking. Mei’s upbeat and innocent tone quickly became heavier, and he stopped in his tracks, placing the bag of groceries on the ground so he could envelop her in his arms.
"You shouldn’t be worrying about that, Mei." Al soothes, bending his neck to place a tender kiss to the crown of her head. "Didn’t I tell you?" He asks, pulling away slightly in order to look her in the eye. "I didn’t just go five years without you, I went five years without anyone.” He swallowed quietly. “It hurt too much to even think about moving on, and I feel incredibly guilty every day for having left you and never sending so much as a single letter.” He tightens his grip on her ever so slightly. “None of those girls in town are any more than friends or even acquaintances to me, okay?”
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"Persephone" by Lyrota
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"I'm fine," she responded quietly once his arm was around her small form. Mei was a bit chilly--short sleeves hadn't been the best choice out of her Amestrian wardrobe--but it did give Al an excuse to keep close to her. And with her previous episode of extreme jealousy, Mei was feeling just a little smug about that.
"How about you?" Mei added, her eyebrows arched to form an expression of innocence. "Are you all right, Al?" She knew that her resulting smile was just a little sarcastic; her own shifts in attitude surprised even herself sometimes. "I'll admit I was a little harsh towards Samantha, but I have to be careful. I mean, we still have that gap of time that we lost... and I'm a little worried." And there went those traces of any cheer, replaced with gravity instead.
"I don’t mind that much.” Al chuckled in reply, straightening back to his full height. He took a moment to catch some of the groceries that had come loose from his bend, and followed right after his quick little fiancee once he noticed how far she’d gotten. It didn’t take him long, since one of his strides easily matched two of hers.
The pair walked in amicable silence until they were halfway to the little hill the Elric home was located on. The temperature had begun to drop as the sun made its descent, and he shifted the ham to join the fruit. This freed up his other arm to wrap around a very cold-looking Mei, tightening his grip so she was nearly flush against his side. “You doing okay, love?”
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