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lightning's earthen cradle (love me like it burns) by mossopossum
Fandoms: Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood & Manga, Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types, Fullmetal Alchemist (Anime 2003)
07 Feb 2023
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Time became a foreign concept, but he was aware of it passing, could see it in the way the concerned faces looming over him multiplied, hands of different sizes tapped insistently against his face, and the distance the clouds had moved. It was a lazy sort of existence, and he didn’t feel any strong urge to shake himself out of it.
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when pain is never-ending by aceofjapan
Fandoms: Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types, Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood & Manga
24 Nov 2022
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"Is it often like this?"
Hawkeye's voice was so soft, Ed almost didn't hear it through the static clouding his head. He took a moment to breathe.
"Not often", he finally said. "This storm's a bad one, but usually I could just take it easy for the day. Get some rest. It passes. Just—"
He cut himself off with a sigh.
"Just ...?", Hawkeye prompted after a moment when he didn't continue.
Edward grimaced. "Well, the shitheads who have it out for me rudely don't give a fuck if I'm having a bad day or not. Really we should make them sign up on a schedule. Attempted murder on fair days only, please."
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Edward knows not to push himself too much when the rain makes his scars ache and the strain of the automail on his body unbearable. Really, he does. It's just ... sometimes he's not given a choice.
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12 Jan 2024
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“Yes?” he prompts. “Is aught amiss?”
“I didn’t expect to be spending the night outside the Manor,” she starts, tapping her chin. “So I didn’t bring any bedclothes.”
A beat of silence. "Ah," he says, carefully neutral.
Twelve, he thinks, panic dropping like a rock in his belly. Please don’t do this to me.
The Warrior of Light makes do on her promise to take G'raha to Ishgard, but when a sudden blizzard forces them to seek shelter in a nearby inn, they find themselves having to reckon with more than just the cold.
(Or, it's a bed-sharing fic.)
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06 Feb 2023