PurpleBrainDemon



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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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    Damage to automail isn't as harmless as it appears to be.

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    12 Jul 2026

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    OMG THIS IS SO WELL WRITTEN HELLO??!

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    Each time Ed’s head gets roughly shoved into a dirty sink full of water, the urge to give up and take a deep breath of it gets slightly more appealing.

    He just wants to let go.

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    As a kid, Edward didn’t hate rain.  Rain meant easy days snuggled in pajamas with his mom, warm drinks balmy on his hands and crackling firewood while stew simmered in the kitchen, and old cartoons on TV while he read his father’s alchemy books and Alphonse poked and prodded.  Rain was warmth and quiet and sleepiness in his eyes, and held some of his fondest memories of his family.

    Now, with the steel and iron attached to his nerves, dragging at his skin, rain meant soreness and pain and deep, deep aches that reached down to his bones.  The skin underneath his ports would throb with his heartbeat and pulsate with long, drawn out twinges of hot pain, sparks shooting down his leg or arm whenever he flexed his muscles.  Occasionally, the muscles would spasm and Edward would grit his teeth and dig his fingers into the twitching skin until it settled to a manageable burn.  It was awful and agonizing and Edward wanted to throw up when it happened.

    He wished it would have started raining after his check in.

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    Trudging through a rainy day for your mandatory check-in is not the best idea, especially with two metal limbs and soaked clothes. Stairs will be your worst enemy.

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    Ed was no stranger to being hurt.

    He was a double amputee, after all, and hand-to-hand combat was not unusual considering his line of work.

    Cuts, bruises, fractures, concussions, fucking gunshot wounds…

    He knew, very intimately, how pain felt.

    And maybe that was why he took comfort in it.


    OR: Edward’s battle with self-harm.

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    SO PEAK!!!!!