Genre: Romance, WaFF
Summary: “Snow getting to you?”
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For some reason Roy had tucked himself away in the front room, so Ed decided to be courteous for once and bring the cocoa to him. He found him sitting by the window, seemingly mesmerized by the flurry of snow outside.
“If this keeps up, we might be here longer than we thought,” Ed remarked. “I hope you planned for—ack!”
Without warning Roy grabbed him around the middle, pressing his face to Ed’s chest. Ed stumbled, juggling the mugs and somehow getting them safely to the windowsill without scalding either one of them. “Shit, Roy, I don’t actually want to dump hot liquid on you! What’s with you?”
This entry was originally posted at http://dragonimp.dreamwidth.org/348679.h
So yeah, I bottomed out a couple weeks ago from an overload of stress. And it sucked. And it still kinda sucks, just not all the time. But my motivation to talk about any of it or post anything personal - here or anywhere - is pretty much zero.
This entry was originally posted at http://dragonimp.dreamwidth.org/347469.h
Genre: AU, Romance
Warnings: More pole dancing and idiots being completely shameless. And did I mention that this series is my most self-indulgent BS.
“He’s how old, Roy?”
Roy folded his arms against the bar with a sigh. “I dunno, Hughes. You tell me. You’re the one who did the background check.”
“He’s nineteen. just barely nineteen.” Hughes pointed an accusatory finger. “You turned thirty last year.”
He threw up his hands. “So tell me then, oh arbitrator of romance: what is an acceptable age gap?”
“It’s not the age difference, it’s the fact that he’s still a kid. You’re at completely different places in your lives.”
“You don’t even know him—”
“Neither do you!” his friend insisted. “You’ve talked to him, what, twice?”
“Two minutes of flirting after watching him strip doesn’t count.”This entry was originally posted at http://dragonimp.dreamwidth.org/347049.h
Title: Ice and Rocks Were Not Part of the Plan
Genre: romance, fluff
For: “One blanket, two frozen assholes...”
It was supposed to be a simple mission. Just a meeting with the commander of North City, maybe an inspection of one or two of the outposts.
Ed had insisted on coming along and Roy still wasn’t sure why. He wasn’t even full military anymore, hadn’t been since he’d come back. But he said he’d “never been up that way,” and even though Roy had told him there wasn’t much to see except snow and more snow, here he was. In the exact right place for his life to be in danger once again.
This entry was originally posted at http://dragonimp.dreamwidth.org/345434.h