My son is threatening my daughter with a butt-x-ray. Apparently it's where you x-ray people with your butt. Pheonxi is very putt off by this. I'm not touching it with a 10 foot pole
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I don't really like Hohenheim x Ed, but the drabble was very well done. The rationalization is well done, I like the way Hoho-papa seems to be trying to find a way that it's okay.
That last line must have been like a punch to the gut for Hoho, though.
And I'm just rambling now. I don't want to go and do my history.
Yes, my children are frighteningly scatalogical in what they find funny. Butts are just the most halarious things. I think this is a potty training thing.
...I still say this is great. This almost strikes me as SEMI-con, due to Ed's glaring indifference to the whole thing. Eerily enough, it sounds more like Hohenheim's saying all those things aloud to convince HIMSELF of the acceptability of all this, whereas Ed's uncharacteristic placidity suggests to me that he'd do ANYTHING to have his father play the role of anything but.
Blag! Just...really good. I think your fears from last night were ungrounded on this one. ;) I'd love it if it turned into a full fic, but at the same time I understand if you're not feeling inspired. ^____^
And *shrug* I dunno, maybe I'll see what I can come up with at a later date. BUT FOR NOW I REALLY NEED TO FINISH THAT ROY/WINRY THING, ARGH JFDF:"DLF:"DOP{WEFDKF:DLF"D:F AND SUCH.
...Oatmeal. Farewell, sanctity of my favorite breakfast food. *weeps for her loss of childhood*
I love the last line. Blew me away. You can imagine it said with this kind of hard edge that tells Hohenhiem it's a blatant LIE. But the fact that he's saying it makes it some kind of justification ...
It's all a lie, and they both know it. Hohenheim is so talking to himself.
I'm somewhat dissatisfied with Ed, he's not very ED like. More Al. I'd think that he'd have to be seriously depressed to be putting up with all this.
I guess I imagined the circumstances being, Ed alone in a strange land, crippled, penniless, alchemyless, friendless, nothing familiar except for his father. He utterly relys on Hohenheim for food, a place to sleep, the prosthetic that allow him to function, all of which can be taken away from him.
Now parents provide the necessities of life freely, but Hohenhiem is utterly rejecting the parent role. So here's Ed with no where to go, paying for his room and board with his body, because it's all he has (at the moment) to give.
DemiDevi's comment interests me-- Hohenheim would be the type to have justify it as much to himself...but then I wonder about Ed's seeming cruelty in responding to it. That last line is like smacking Hohenheim's fingers with a bluint cudgel, absolutely annhilating everything that's been said up to that point with something that's almost, but not quite sarcastic-seeming... ...but Vel is clever, and doesn't give us readers any adjectival clues as to the tone of voice with which it is said, meaning that interpretation is wide-open. (Well, maybe not quite, considering the title.) I like that.
It was all Hohenheim rejecting Ed as a father, and at the same time justifying the acceptiblitity of being his lover. Ed's completely given in. The last line is really a slap.
I suppose I could do a few more ficlets to flesh out the circumstances for which this would be the inevitable outcome.
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~~Vikki, making efforts to perpetuate the Hoho/Ed everywhere
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Your children frighten me, Vel.
I don't really like Hohenheim x Ed, but the drabble was very well done. The rationalization is well done, I like the way Hoho-papa seems to be trying to find a way that it's okay.
That last line must have been like a punch to the gut for Hoho, though.
And I'm just rambling now. I don't want to go and do my history.
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Blag! Just...really good. I think your fears from last night were ungrounded on this one. ;) I'd love it if it turned into a full fic, but at the same time I understand if you're not feeling inspired. ^____^
*LOVES ON BEFORE FLEEING!*
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Right now though Roy is looking awfully sexy all tied up and covered with... mmm... oatmeal. Such a messy eater he is...
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And *shrug* I dunno, maybe I'll see what I can come up with at a later date. BUT FOR NOW I REALLY NEED TO FINISH THAT ROY/WINRY THING, ARGH JFDF:"DLF:"DOP{WEFDKF:DLF"D:F AND SUCH.
...Oatmeal. Farewell, sanctity of my favorite breakfast food. *weeps for her loss of childhood*
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*hugs* seriously, I would *love* to see what you did with it.
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I love the last line. Blew me away. You can imagine it said with this kind of hard edge that tells Hohenhiem it's a blatant LIE. But the fact that he's saying it makes it some kind of justification ...
;____; Beautiful, thank you. =D
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I'm somewhat dissatisfied with Ed, he's not very ED like. More Al. I'd think that he'd have to be seriously depressed to be putting up with all this.
I guess I imagined the circumstances being, Ed alone in a strange land, crippled, penniless, alchemyless, friendless, nothing familiar except for his father. He utterly relys on Hohenheim for food, a place to sleep, the prosthetic that allow him to function, all of which can be taken away from him.
Now parents provide the necessities of life freely, but Hohenhiem is utterly rejecting the parent role. So here's Ed with no where to go, paying for his room and board with his body, because it's all he has (at the moment) to give.
It's kind of cliched.
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DemiDevi's comment interests me-- Hohenheim would be the type to have justify it as much to himself...but then I wonder about Ed's seeming cruelty in responding to it. That last line is like smacking Hohenheim's fingers with a bluint cudgel, absolutely annhilating everything that's been said up to that point with something that's almost, but not quite sarcastic-seeming...
...but Vel is clever, and doesn't give us readers any adjectival clues as to the tone of voice with which it is said, meaning that interpretation is wide-open.
(Well, maybe not quite, considering the title.)
I like that.
Very nice for such a short piece!
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I suppose I could do a few more ficlets to flesh out the circumstances for which this would be the inevitable outcome.
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