We prove to each other we are both human now
[“All that I am asking for”, Lifehouse]
Ed’s muscles snap, moving almost on their own accord, his heart thumping in his ears as he rushes forward, arms open wide, back straight, because he is not going to let Roy- beautiful, powerful, broken Roy- be hurt. Because if there’s someone who’s disposable it’s
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Oh, dear, you've already stabbed me in the heart in the best possible way. .___.
the ghosts of Ishbal flicking around his ankles
I LOVE this! ♥
And he has seen it, oh so many times, painted gray on motionless bodies, written on broken limbs and burnt corpses. To see it smudging the contours of Ed’s eyes, though, is something different.
Oh, my GOD, you just write so beautifully. I'm going to have to hold back so that I don't quote every single line of your own fic at you; so far I desperately want to.
The ride to the hospital is a blur of buildings and lampposts and flashes of golden hair and smooth warm skin.
Gah, this is gorgeous, too! And I love the running theme you've got going, where the focus is so often on hands and skin and the colors of them and aahhhhhhh ♥
that he doesn’t want to wait, that he can’t, because he has spent years waiting, buried under the snow and a grief so big that it’s a miracle his bones didn’t shatter underneath it.I can only muster Tumblr ( ... )
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