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19 December.

- Vedaesh I zaўsedy lyubіў his family, his country. I wanted to be with them. I'm young, full of lust for some zdyasnennyav. I thought that this would be my dream. The one that I make on Dec. 19. Us were taught, we were told - and I believe, indeed, he believed. It's in my childhood - to believe, my mother was always afraid that I will lose faith in their dreams to serve the people, the country ...

Vera and Basil met recently - December 19. How acquainted and fell in love. He is a regular element Belarus. It is generally Belarusian Opposition activist. Coed Food with complete pessimism "Long live Belarus" and the guy with brains vyshturmavanymi aimed at a better future of the same in Belarus. They are distinguished by faith: they differently believed in the destiny of their country. A combined their moral position, when he dragged her into the car with nezakonnoosuzhdennymi ": he had something to feel awkward in his huge hand, her small shoulders, for some reason he felt that all this is so should not have happened ... because she knew sparbuyuchy free, which can happen to mom, dad, if she gets in jail, and disappear just like he thought that all this is so should not have happened ...
On 25 December they met ... She was and did not know what will happen. In general, it was impossible to imagine that a few days ago, when she went for the fate of the country will meet its wacky bilateral in such circumstances ... But he went on, and knew that the man only after the parents, to whom he was able to tell their dreams, to say what he believed was going to October, to save country from the rebels, among whom found faith ...

- I believe in the flag, politics, the constitution, the charter ... However, I realized that all this is nothing! I was going to save Belarus of the Belarusians themselves! This should not be.

Vera did not know what to say, it seemed, this has disappointed zacharstvelamu and washed properly ideology of the brain, but I knew one thing, that love is not a mountain of muscle and Vasil at the moment his thoughts are disappointed, but he has since childhood sincere soul who so piously believed in the TNI irregular breathing direction of the state. Only now she began to wonder, where was she took the name of faith, but because without this faith. It also, as he believed in the flag and constitution, only the other and not with such a strong hope. Nothing will happen on the cold ice of power. December 19, nothing was left. Just love these once full of hope and sincerity of his eyes, probably quite a while that she was missing in their long political food.

Black Specks In Water

Christmas! Kink Arthur / Merlin

Title: Nothing Better Than You
Fandom: Merlin
Pairing: Arthur / Merlin
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Arthur had never needed anything.

Written for the prompt on KinkMerlinItalia
Arthur / Merlin and Bradley / Colin, fluff. One of them all, then the other decides to give him something for Christmas is not material.

Rating yellow.

Ok, I hope not cause diabetes attacks UU

Good reading.

Arthur had never needed anything .

As Crown Prince did not feel the need to ask for material things, his father felt the need to replenish it, this is the extent of a sword, a horse or a new coat for fur better withstand the cold winters of Camelot.

Anyway, Arthur had no scruples to take for himself, what he wanted, so Merlin found himself with a beautiful cat to skin in an attempt to find a gift for Prince.

Surely if he had asked the direct question, the answer would have been

-Wish for a day, only one Merlin, you behave as you would expect at least a servant decent and not an idiot, as you usually do .-

Ass.

find the gift for Gaius was not a problem: this new volume of anatomy had cost him a fortune but it was worth it.

also planned to visit her mother to Ealdor, but travel during the winter was a difficult enterprise because of the snow that covered the streets and made the arduous journey and certainly not he could reach his native village before the new spring.

why Merlin could not help but find themselves confined to Camelot to think about the gift to do for Arthur.

Gwen also had already settled with a new wool stole, even though he suspected that Morgan had already thought something like this for his servant.

From Arthur did not expect much, maybe a round in less than clean the stables if he was lucky enough because it did not seem the type in person to respect the tradition of the Yule, in fact, probably the Prince would come back to the whim of trascinarselo yet another futile hunt in the snow.

But if nothing else, the endless humiliation and hard work of having to drag around dead things throughout the hunting season, was rewarded by the fact of no small importance that during the night prince and servant find themselves sharing a sleeping bag not to suffer the winter chills while sleeping - without ever happened before, with none of his knights, Sir Leon had confirmed with the expression of contrition. "

Merlin And he felt pervaded by an unexpected warmth to that notion, categorizing this as a gesture of affection, acceptance , against him, as if Arthur does not consider only a useless bumbling servant, but rather as a friend .

And the young man who, for a long time now, he realized not only try the most simple admiration for what the future king, who, day after day, he gave proof of its value, having abandoned the now tiring search for a loophole to his tyrannical Destiny;

what he felt was very similar to what he had heard at one time for the dear, forever young and beautiful in his memoirs, Freya.

For this reason, the young magician was content to all the little stolen moments before the Court and its etiquette, conscious of having to maintain one-way her feelings.

A quick tumble in the sheets was more than acceptable, even almost encouraged But anything more would only cause pain for him.

As future king, Arthur was charged with a myriad of expectations, ensuring a Queen and heir were only a few of these and Merlin would have had only one place in the shadows, where there the eye could reach.

Merlin shook his head to drive away those evil thoughts.

The gift, yes gift thought

But the days passed and still had not found anything suitable and even the advice of Gaius, the man who best knew Arthur, to have seen the birth, had helped;

So it was with great sadness that the Yule arrived, he found himself with nothing.

He had spent, as is now happening for some time, the night's bed and Prince Arthur had been rather adamant not to let it go in the rooms of the court physician, with the excuse that the layers of wool and fur of bears were not sufficient to keep him warm all night and then had the task of the servant offering his own body heat to his Lord.

And of course, as usual, Arthur was not content with just that and Merlin took a total of three times during the whole night with the result that even only consider the idea of getting up from that comfortable bed to go to retrieve the breakfast Real chairs, was likened to one of those businesses of Hercules, of which he had read in one of the many books of Gaius.

With a sigh he opened his eyes and met only the darkness caused by the closed curtains of the canopy, which offer privacy and intimacy, and turned up on a side, being careful not to wake up the sleeping man beside him.

We missed a moment to observe the profile of Arthur and contemplate the night just past, before giving the mentally stupid girl.

Even if you had pressed him with tenderness, that the Prince was just a convenient situation, nothing more than an outlet for his desires.

With regard to his sore lower back, got up and came out of that cocoon was Arthur's bed and went in search of clothes, scattered here and there to the room before going out on the sly to avoid chatter morning and a waiter too curious.

On his return he found the Prince already awake, in the act of wearing pants and expressing surprise at the appearance of a servant.

-Where were you gone? -

Merlin pointed to the tray between his hands and then place it on the big wooden table that occupied the center of the room.

-Occupied fire, freezing in here .- complained Arthur finishing dressing, while Merlin performed what was asked with a little 'difficulty.

If only he could use magic .. but it was too big a risk to be run.

On fire, with clumsy fingers and alimentatolo with large blocks of wood to burn well, he turned to the noble and waited.

Arthur was staring at him and nibbled a piece of sausage and Merlin began to feel under scrutiny.

-Well, where is it? -

-What, Sire? - Asked genuinely confused.

-My gift, idiot-

Merlin had the decency to blush and looked down, muttering a reply.

-Eh -

-I said that .. I could not think of anything suitable .-

Arthur hid an amused snort behind her hand as if he expected a similar reply and the young, angry, began to settle the room to escape the probing eyes of the Prince.

-Merlin-called ... getting up from his little throne and staff, approached the boy, put his hand on his shoulder to turn it toward you-I do not care no gift, the night we spent together is more than enough .-

Merlin's eyes widened in surprise at the words.

-Ma .. you had a say ... .. meaning? - just trembling voice faltered.

Arthur looked at him as if he had never seen before.

-Mi pare… ovvio. Pensi che sia il tipo di uomo che si porta a letto il primo servitore che capita?-

 

Merlin pensò che fosse saggio non rispondere che, sì, pensava che il Principe si servisse di qualsiasi corpo disponibile.

 

-Lo hai pensato!- esclamò sdegnato

 

-Ma voi siete così…viri-vigoroso!-Balbettò cercando di mascherare il suo errore.

The last thing I wanted was to magnify even more Donkey Real ego, letting him know that Merlin was the manly .

-Merlin Really, I did not think that I consider myself vigorous .- exclaimed with undisguised malice, emphasizing on the word and with a look that promised another night of intense passion.

Merlin became bright red with embarrassment and pitched his gaze to the ground. Even her ears were red and he could distinctly hear the genuine laughter of the donkey.

Burlat-not me. I know ... you are a noble and the noble ... you do not make much trouble to use their servants in that way .- verdict bitterly.

Suddenly all the hilarity of Arthur suddenly disappeared, replaced by a look of anger mixed with concern.

-Merlin, some noble has ever bothered ...? -

was jealous that he read in his voice?

-No! - Strongly denied it-I am perfectly able to defend myself from certain people! - Thundered angry and mortified that Arthur thought it so weak as to succumb without even rebel.

-So much the better .- sighed raised but the air of possessiveness in his eyes had not yet vanished. -You belong to me ... do not tolerate that someone else can touch you like I do, let alone without your consent! - Roared, grabbing him by the wrist, forcing him to look at him in the face.

'll know what to give at the right time. Trust your instincts and can not go wrong.

The advice I gave him the good old days before it reappeared Gaius in his mind, more arrogant than ever, and so it was that made a decision.

As he went against what he was screaming his head.

-Sire-... ...-Arthur shook his head -

The way in which Merlin had pronounced his name like a prayer.

-Arthur ... I can not be no one else except you. He had already been decided, from the moment they are born into the world and so it will be until my last breath. I've always been close by wriggling your .- and possessive of the Prince, kissed him as he had only dared to do.

was already written, engraved on stone so that she must go.

Two sides of same coin.

-This is my gift-whispered ... Arthur's lips-no 'more than you. It 's my promise .-

Arthur looked at him surprised before a small smile creased his lips with one hand and stroked his cheek, with a light touch. Reverent.

idiot-.- and before the other could protest to the epithet unloving, he hastened to continue-It 's also my gift to you. My loyalty .-

This time it was Merlin's turn to be amazed.

-Ma .. you can not! You will become king, you need a Queen, who can give you an heir. You can not shirk your duties! - Tried to argue the young wizard.

Merlin-No. When I am king many things will change and some will not marry a princess or noblewoman of any lineage, only for political reasons or to provide an heir to my people. There are other solutions and a King can govern even without a Queen at his side. Watch my father, for instance .-

Merlin had to bite his tongue not to say blood out loud, no, Uther was not a good example of a just ruler, but he preferred keep quiet and not risk the wrath of Arthur.

-E 'madness .-

The Prince nodded.

Yes. But I'd be even more foolish to leave it to others to decide my fate, when I want is right in front of me .-

The young wizard looked sideways at Arthur before exclaiming

-You're getting sloppy. Now who is the girl? -

To this the Prince of Camelot Merlin answered by taking a weight and dragging on the bed remade just to remind people of the two was the most vigorous.

Finish.

Nda: I hope you are all alive and that you will forgive my naive hope that things end up this way.

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eugenia_af @ 2010-12-01T23: 22:00

One person told me - Use - there is excellent! And I can not! Can not bluntly say: Oh, yeah, you're right! Of course. Well this is cool! I can not! Neither say nor do.
This is not normal!
"Why fight against the wall when you can walk through the door? "- nonsense! No one standing word nonsense! Go away, leave me, people talking and thinking that! One day you will pass through door and ... get used to the good. Links, contacts, the "good" friends - I do not need! Do you hear? Do not need! Yes, of course, what you say: I should not call it lizoblyudstvom ... it is a deep respect for people like me to prove!

On what turn this world? On anything. That's who these people are. Inside.

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eugenia_af @ 2010-11-17T01: 47:00

... and then I ... this just a little covered with the yoke ...
oppression of the state and its insignificance

Pipe And Slippers Paty

-ka I'll write the second part ... Someone

About bisexualism! But it will be later.
.... In the meantime, let all they think, what is bad and I recommend to rename my blog to diary sluts!

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In statistics - my guests I watch people who are so stridently interests of my life in his diary that come to my page on a regular basis (not counting, of course, my friend!).
man named someone who regularly starting at 3 o'clock in the morning and finishing - periodically - 18.00 pm - Did you ever sleep or always hang on my page at LiveJournal?
I would be very grateful if this Great SOMEBODY otkommentit this post or simply give themselves felt)
* and yes. I want it to be a ZAYETS!




a certain October 24, 2010, 01:50
two one October 22, 2010, 08:24
This is me беспокоит. Регулярно. Ну-ка! Сдавайся! Today

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Fiabe magiche

a day like a fairy tale. You may ask - why? and respond immediately. So I telephone from London and asked if I wanted to study at their universities. I was a bit shocked ... state agrees with me, because I think there's not every day by telephone central office from London and offered teaching required in the world! so ... now I think) I recommend something, please)
not all! I have about 500 friends of a Russian site, and today I had a telephone guy - I do not know who knows (and can by this site) - ma noi abbiamo chiacchierato durante uno e mezzo d ora!
... per me e un giorno insolito ... ma non finisce ancora!

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I want to be a poet


But I have no time.

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John!!! Find my mistakes, please!

Cold hard bitch. Hysterical and furious without sense of humour.

So everyone talks like that.

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Question of the day: The word - not a sparrow

Wow! What is it with us! bride already - adults. This has always infuriated me, even in 5 years.

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eugenia_af @ 2010-10-14T21: 28:00


or my withdrawal from the Czech Republic. Or my withdrawal from life.
Want griboff.

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I - French??


Yes. Proprietress, who says - My English - MY work, my English - my future, but I have hideous French pronunciation in Czech!

But no one can ever call me a Frenchwoman, and even worse - an Italian!

Preperation H And Situps

2011 The New Fuck!

60 minutes per hour.
No, I'm Captain Obvious, I know you all know that there are 60 minutes in an hour.
fact is not of this now that I'm talking about, but school hours.
Ok, 30 hours 60 minutes if you like the classic, if they make 24 as the scientific, but if they make 40 as the artistic're dead.
No, he draws only because the hours of design are also decreased and increased those of mathematics, biology and Italian.
Two days a week out of school at 4, 20 minutes to eat, we poor students Forget the McDonald's on Thursday in Viale Fulvio Testi, single diamond school disgusting associates.
Every day during school hours end at 2 and Saturdays. Pullman ... get home at 3 o'clock, and after falling to 5.
And in the winter and the heaters should not reach 14 ° in the classrooms as every year, and be six hours from sixty minutes each to hibernate just do not like it.
But there's more!
The icing on the cake comes the new neighbor to lunch and asks me what school I do.
Me: "Art School" Why
c'è gente ignorante che non sa che significa Liceo e che è uguale, sia scientifico sia artistico sia classico, perchè la parola "artistico" sminuisce.
Lei: "Ah, ma dopo non puoi più fare nulla, voglio dire, sei obbligata a fare l'università, perchè non hai scelto un I.T.I.S?"
Mi son cadute le palle... 
E vi giuro che mi parte un istinto omicida ogni volta che vedo quell'ignorante donna...

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- 7

 Meno sette giorni.
Nove tavole di pittoriche.
Tre di geometriche.
Metà semestre di Fisica.
Trentadue esercizi algebra ... I died
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Short whining, pathetic losers

If the last couple of years your life has not changed at all or only changed for the worse ...

If you get up every morning to call and go with disgust to work, where the head - an idiot, colleagues - freaks and the salary beggar and grabbing her just to make ends meet ...

If your major achievements in life - A collection of dirty dishes in the sink and dirty socks under the bed, Knight 48-th level in Warcraft'e and diploma for the recitation of verses in 5 th grade ...

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One man said ..

1 - «Non ci si può presentare alone to another friend of ours, if not a third party to do so "

2 -" Do not look at wives of our friends '

3 - "You are compared (friendship ed) with the cops'

4 - "Do not attend or taverns or clubs"

5 - "It has a duty at all times be available to Cosa Nostra. Even if the wife is about to give birth "

6 -" We respect categorically appointments "

7 -" Yes, we must give respect his wife '

8 - "When you are called to know something you must tell the truth"

9 - "There is money that can be appropriated to other and other families'

10 - 'No memberships for those who have a close relative in the various law enforcement agencies, or those with sentimental betrayal in the family, or who has a bad behavior and does not take the moral values'


Хорошие правила. Мне нравятся. То which are lacking in Russian organized crime groups

Is There A Universal Combination For Locks

without comment

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.. Today I wrote small python script that give me chance a bruteforce you passwords. Also I can write this stupid post via my linux shell .. Yohoho ..

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The antisfiga Take me to see the Stars

Just because I do not have to study physics.
Just because I want to see what I do with the graphics suck.
Just because the shades I have come to really suck and I did not get the new pencils.
Just because I want to read the seventh chapter *-*
Here the antisfiga. Participants
all ^ ^ (except that Ted does not have a card or at least one photo, I will add it Edward feels that only when there) Equipped
of horseshoes, horns and legs of rabbit, the Chibi characters come together.
* notice the black cat by Erik
* * we note that the figaggine Edward is the only one I like the way I came
* * we note that the tongue does not seem a tongue Shaun Landon and how to stop fighting sull'alntisfiga * coolest


Thank you for your participation in the Great Gigolo!
* You see that I colored them in a hurry? * With lots of rabbit's foot bracelet anti-evil eye and a horseshoe on the jersey. The
antisfiga to carry around ù.ù




Erik, the cat and Julian.




And Shaun Landon and ... that when the stop ... * We all know that the horseshoe is the coolest, right? * ù.ù

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Lika, I'm dependent.

- Lika, I'm dependent.

- What are you raving bear of some kind, as always, though.

- No, I'm honest. At first I thought, too, that nonsense with me going on ... it all started with a simple herb and something like LSD. I can not stop.

... In response, I looked a complete misunderstanding of the eye. Yes, as always, say, nonsense. But my pale face, circles under my eyes more than ever, and severe fatigue that I could barely sit, gave rise misunderstandings escalate into a horror that I have never seen on her face.

- Why are you silent? I'm afraid. I need help. I do not know what to do. I am not aware of the measures. I turn all the damn border. Say something!

- You're a fool.

As it was predictable. Response and a red herring. I can not say anything to anyone. Never. Open to anyone the same as the burn again and again.

- You're a fool. Are you talking nonsense. You think. Now summer is over and everything will be okay.

I wanted to cry out: For me, this summer will not end never hear, never! But instead I turned and walked away. I remember the first words of this man - they are never wrong when meeting with anyone Anyway, who would become someone you are close, but these words are true, the bitter truth: "I hate people who are addicted to all sorts of rubbish, and then become full narikami. I'd rather drink than be put in your nose is the dirtiest. " I laughed then, but now. . .

. . . Someone said to me: Never run close acquaintances, then do not razgrebesh ... their feelings.

But I was learning about time and time again, these words were of the bitter truth, after which not only wants to Nakuru and forget. This was my last as a close acquaintance. Now I do not communicate with Lika so close and I have no close friends. I do not.

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eugenia_af @ 2010-08-18T18: 57:00

ALMOST APPLES TO MY LIFE IN MY LIVEJOURNAL

My Fingers Turned White

Green apples

 - Jane! Help me, please!

- ...
                     to be continued

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eugenia_af @ 2010-08-16T16: 12:00

happy madness

Grief saddened

Passion obsessed

Pain ispytaemy

Life podstrekaemy

Fate directed by

to the meaning, the way everlasting.

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bisexualism save me, and then the world.

live last day - to live life as a whole happily ever after. Feeling that you need to have time to try everything to bolster live better, more diverse. Try drugs - he'll like: the feeling of weakness or excessive pleasant explosion of emotions - any. Same with alcohol, tobacco, extreme - hanging by a thread ... a happiness. That's fine. Included in the category of those words, they say, I traveled halfway around the world, although only tried what is alien to ordinary. Hey, live like me: very well today and do not care what will happen tomorrow. And in sexual relationships - want to be with all the amazing types of people close to me in body and soul at the same time distant. Love both men and women - to see attractive features in all, despite their gender. Feel like touching your body - wonderful. Live and watch the behavior of the organism in any vital positions - small. It is necessary to observe the behavior of his soul to the surrounding gender diversity, gusts heart - listen to them and give in to them - you'll be happy and at peace, because to live today, without worrying that it would be - a great achievement, know what I did a lot for myself and fell in love and fall in love with himself his own kind.

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New Publication on

I posted *-*
For me everything is new.
new genus, new font [The Tahoma is not so bad, come on ...], a new storyline, new characters that I've ever tested, which have not yet created a watermark. I do not know how to behave, I have to make friends.
I did not even really know and do not know their limits.
not my style of writing these things ... purely general.
Oh there is some 'supernatural or not write, but I do not know, this story inspires me.
The names I chose are almost all unisex, Ashley and Morgan, for example, which are the only two appearances so far over to Louis.
And I decided to keep me, Adam, me is too cute ^ ^
Well, I update the list of links, I'm going to shower and purchase of school supplies. Hasta
Lueg!

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First ... HAPPY AUGUST! ^ ^
Shit I just saw lightning! *-* Epic! (Nothing to do but I had to say it)
Second, I went back to house
yesterday ^ ^ And there's the Flood, in a way it's bad because I wanted to take a bath in the pool, though - since I am a being wrong as stated at least a thousand times by my boyfriend - I feel adoration visceral atmosphere that creates the rain. Dim, the sound of the drops patter against the window pane ... I like it. I find it inspiring.
Third thing ... I deleted my story. Exactly why that
crazy, but at the same time I could not feel mine.
The characters described were too different from real ones, I was unable to write every time I picked up the fateful fourth chapter. You
say that I gave up too soon, that after only three chapters (plus stuff there at the beginning, I do not even know what to call it ...) you can not know if you are able to continue it or not. Well, I tell you that it was not the first time that public, that this was the fourth draft and I worked too long from now. That the plot was too heavy, the characters were too complicated and I do not take more.
I had started at the age of twelve years, while studying at school hell of the Divine Comedy and the first draft that still retains counts 136 pages in Times New Roman, 12. Then at fourteen I decided to give her a turn, make the story more complicated, even more to weave a skein that was the basis of history. Then I did a third draft that I posted on EFP, but still did not feel at all, not reading it felt nothing. So I canceled and I have radically changed, so combining it with another story I had in mind, creating the New Urban and its various subdivisions, creating characters more complex and fascinating to me.
Only now it's as if I were to slip the reins of command, as if my characters had disowned me, as if I am outside of everything. As if I were a foreign reader who has nothing to do with them.
At one point I thought maybe it was better to continue it, to get at least the end to really understand, but it bothered me.
annoyed me that people read differently than people imagined them, not because they do not catches them in depth, but because I was unable to make myself better, unable to give them the depth they deserve.
Maybe the other end are nothing that are trivial, but for me it is fantastic for me are all because they have led my life since I was twelve years old. There was time when I did not think of a possible turning point in history, was taking to the crease. I imagine the characters making gestures of every day, I imagined them to fight, while kissing.
I even invented a position to sleep in each of them, I was careful, it's just that I was only in my mind.
I had never really tested on paper, I had never trained to describe in words, to give the proper thickness for precise movements they were doing. Then the change of gender of some characters. I'm a fangirl yaoista, so I thought to rekindle my interest in transforming the story from Het Slash.
Noah was a woman, Reed was a woman. Noel was a woman. Ema, Leah, Sasha and Keith did not exist, but there were ten other unnecessary characters.
of a are only satisfied one of the limits and I met him I just wrote something other than Labyrinth (which originally was called Schwarz World) and I still want to work on him, Ema. Other
of which, I am stubborn, I do not want to be separated is my (now is a guy in all respects) Noah ex Rackele Isaak, and now they are in love with Gere to be able to leave behind. And thanks to buy one get one free, I drag myself away even Pete. In
sontanza, the reason is that they are unable to report on paper what I imagine. I have to train and maybe in the future it seems quite far away, will take up in the hands of my beloved characters and give them their lives, they will leave the paper. Promised.
For now I will only test those four in a new story, which will change names (Vassallius Von Brandetskurch Maclintyre and belong to and remain Labyrinth Labyrinth).
or the day after tomorrow will publish the first chapter, or at least by the end of the week is coming.
Dick will remain on my hard to keep all versions of the story.
I saved all my reviews.
And thank you for the reviews, for inclusion in the preferred and in what you prefer. In particular, I thank
RIflessoCondizionato, The Harlequin, and CoryCory ChoccoDipendente. I am sorry to have
deleted. But it was my sanity, because I was really mad.

And to wrap it all is my new discovery ... Cinema Bizarre I broke up not ç__ç
I followed them for a while and when I returned I discovered that the Cinemafissa disbanded ò___ò
But I just read a fantastic thing. Perhaps
review more beautiful, more meaningful and complete I have ever received.
thank infinitely IceWarrior / Adrienne. One of the few that has been really impressed by my story. What do you got to the true meaning.
Thank you so much, was the only positive thing about this day, the only one who rescued me a smile (apart from the lightning I've seen before, of course)

JN London

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Depression mode-I \u0026lt;3 Icons

Celebrating my new Icons!













The icons are owned by the poster.

What Can I Give My Chihuahua For Flea Bites

Template, EFP and ficcyne

No nothing. I have it all set, but apparently

must pay in order to insert a template created by us. I also tried to change the CSS
but nada ... ç__ç

Then, it is a bit 'that I think. Maybe I sign up

Chelsea Hotel, sincerely I prefer to EFP. Now there are more on EFP
Ficcyne that
real fanfiction.

You know, right? Those stories where there's always stupid

a smitten, like a little girl who blushes fanMoccia
just his
he turns word.

I can not stand the kind of stories.

once I happened to read a

really really really bad.

The fandom of Death Note,
already understand. (Now that place is clogged with
ficcyne)

The author had mixed Twilight
(
fan of the books I was about five years ago) and the world of Death Note. (
true masterpiece in my opinion)

Near A thrilling blushing

just the beautiful vampire named Alice (imagination take me away) I touch her hand while he

playing solitaire on the puzzel (the best time IC of history, I
Regrets
admit)

I wanted to leave a review to tell you that as a plot
not
stood, that the characters were OOC and put at least

warning (why not, the warning was not OOC ...) But someone else

author had preceded me, and maybe he overdid it a bit too
'because ok to constructive criticism, which

help to improve the author, to put it in front of his mistakes, but if you begin to

limestone on the negative side, the author strongly discourages immediately.

It is a shame because I think
if you join EFP
you like writing, like creating stories and like to read more.
E 'bad
to give a review too negative.

And now I can not remember what I was Pià by

game ... a moment that I read.

Ah ok, the Chelsea Hotel. I admit that some
'scares me xD

I read some stories gathered there and I with my

do not know what to do (because a comparison is a crap ...), but it is the only story in which

I would really leave it up so I'm sorry EFP, but for now my

recensitrici (which does not exist as a word but oh well) I'm not complaining, though

are few. I mean, none of them came to me with a
"Bellaaaaaaaa,
stupendaaaaa, really well-written six brassiimissima, aggiornaaaaa"

without saying anything concrete.

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E 'for about a month ... (?) that work in the drafting of the fourth chapter.

I'm stumped chapter after chapter. Are more complicated than the other one. The third chapter I could throw it down, though still not entirely convince me, and now I'm languishing in the fourth.

Then the time is short, the evening goes around ... always! In a hotel if you do not eat ten minutes late, and the sea is too far then I have to settle for the pool.

In addition I have the breath of the twins on the neck.

go on to say "scriviscriviscrivi" when they are around Monte Carlo and I have to take the phone to not have them where I oppressed.

squabble over who should have more space in history and now I really do I delete an xD

However 30% say they are.

and 80% with photos of all the characters. If we consider that more than twenty is a good point, no?

Salutoni by France, which, incidentally, a lot of stuff the French *-*

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language games.

Damn, I can not sleep.
Tomorrow morning I'll have to wake up at eight o'clock and then go from beloved aunt. Yeah
people, I, Milanese, San Carlina by his father, spoiled daughter of Mama, I'm here in the place where someone like me is torn from the fast-talking and dialect.
Sicily * * tan taan taaan
Carini
Oo Eh, I do not know, I'm weird. Why I like this atmosphere, the sun, all these different shades.
folds that take the moments when you are in the company of people here.
houses, mountains, the city. The swing in this garden that I could look out to see him wanting to see the canary yellow lemons and the flowers of various colors. It all seems so fabulous.
In contrast to this, however, There is this damn mattress ultrascomodo. And this pillow hard.
And this rough blanket with which I have not yet covered.
is the dialect that just can not understand.
notice that they sometimes try to speak in a way I understand it and it bothers me and not a little, so I Corinth between numbers and symbols in the worst moments helped me clear my mente.Ma reminds me of the heat out with others and I can only give the equation that job for three days. No I say ... three days ...
such as mental retardation takes three days to a simple equation?
Of course, Jack London.
to "fill" my huge hole, I bought a new book * Yes, I buy is the second since I came here and I'm running out of money. _. * Charlotte Links.
Nobody. Attracted more by the cover for the plot itself.
Boys: glitters! *-*
And now, as I read a story about EFP, I had the irresistible impulse to write something. Why
knew that story too and was impregnated by Pete Gere.
My two flagella narrative.
I go into a panic when I'm writing them because I know that when they come on stage messing around.
With their looks, their smiles. Scattered seemingly at random, but in reality follow an order, a pattern tied by invisible threads that only they understand.
now I'm free, now live in a world parallel to the Labyrinth, with me at any time of day, but when I sit down and turn on Word they disappear leaving only a vague recollection of what to do, how to take the situation.
And I'm on time to panic. I am alone, why is not there and Astrit with the lightness that is broke the phone, with the language that is found to have withdrawn his internet. And it is in Milan. With all the people who start do not like anymore.
While I'm here to bask in the sweat to understand to what extent can reach Pete and Gere. The characters that I invented
IO!
Possible, dick?
it possible that I can not understand them even though they are a figment of my imagination?
I do not know how to move, because they run away from my hands and I do not have the skills to match them back.
I've written and rewritten a thousand times their games.
The way they bend the language when they lie, how fast it runs on the lower lip, on the top. The mirage that seems where this can be seen trapped between the teeth when they smile, the way in which it passes on the upper teeth when I'm in chemistry class and how it supports, almost touching the flesh on her upper lip when thinking. When
smile and caresses the tongue, however, the lower teeth and at the same time, the trap. And there are thousands of others.
Hundreds of shades, hundreds and hundreds angle perspectives.
all depends on the emotion of the moment, the situation.
I feel a sense of revulsion when I write them and, wow, I never felt so close to their psychologist. Now that I think, poor Adam .-. They represent the
be more complex in the world, one with a thousand faces, one with many facets that are bound together by a thin copper wire that bends and stays in given position, but that is easily cut. And why LiveJournal
clog at 4:00 at night?
Bha ...

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The return from exile brings a new SasuNaru


Title: Most Hated Words
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: SasuNaru
Raiting: PG-13
Summary:-You let me down Naruto .- The feeling was the closest thing there was a punch in the stomach
Disclaimer The characters of Naruto belong to Masashi Kishimoto

Most hated words

-You let me down, Naruto .-

The feeling was the closest thing there was a punch in the stomach.

Nausea was the same and the world turned to the opposite - or at least the illusion that was -.

hated those words, the sense of failure and defeat tasted so bitter , hard to forget and, again, the need to spit was stronger than in the past.

was the desire for revenge, the need to prove to the world that stuffy, no, Naruto Uzumaki was not a Dobe, to encourage him to continue his improbable as utopian way of the ninja.

Hard is the contact with the ground when you fall from the pedestal of their own expectations, especially if hard to break into a thousand pieces of glass your poor resolution is a person whose opinion is important because part of a small group people you trust.

For foreign eyes might have seemed that he blindly trusted the other, but Naruto knew that the survival you learn at their own expense, his body was covered with invisible scars who could testify to that.

And why were not scars or had not caused pain when they were imposed.

Naruto was pretty sure that if he he concentrated - without even trying too hard - he could see them, those signs, with his evil eyes.

This frightened him more seriously the prospect of becoming the monster that everyone saw in him from birth.

the villagers would have definitely felt a sudden movement of satisfaction to know I was right from the start, then.

Kill them all.

That ancient voice and left licking their ears and hearts of the blond ninja, promising peace of his soul-or the end of her torment, that the demon was more angry or less the same thing -.

When Naruto felt his conviction disregarding the words of that accursed Judas, the his voice triumphed over all.

-Do not worry, it will get better next time. Dobe .-

And among the wounded pride for having failed the expectations of his teacher, Naruto managed to smile in spite of everything, knowing that Sasuke, Sasuke the her, he comforted his heart giving him sweet kisses and a hug filled with understanding.

Owari.

Not much to say about the story or my mood while writing (it's clear he was not rosy, but slightly under six feet U_U). The context, or rather, the opening line comes from something that happened to me some years ago with my math teacher, who told me the same words (except for Naruto, of course.). I felt so bad afterwards that I had to run to the bathroom to cry for ten minutes.

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Oct 3


Title: Do not forget Oct 3
Fandom: FullMetal
Alchemist Pairing: RoyEd
Raiting: PG13 Summary
: How long are you watching, Taisa? few minutes but seems like years in your sight ...
Disclaimer: Fullmetal Alchemist characters belong to Hiromu Arakawa



How long are you watching, Taisa?
few minutes but seems like years in your sight.
But be honest ... how much are you looking at?
incrociasti Since his gaze to the Central Station or from when he was ten years?
Almost smile at the memory.

Edward was still so young ...
And you so ambitious.

Much was yet to happen at that time, too, and almost anything you would have done without.
Close your eyes, but do not want to remember the pain that has not disappeared with the passing of years and it never will.
will remain one of the many bleeding wounds that continue to take you behind the extermination of Ishbar.
wounds that never heals, but it will hurt less and less going forward.

Have you learned from Edward, but he does not realized.
You know that's the kind of person who gives his all to others, not sparing nothing, not someone that others can call it selfish.
No.

He's just Edward.
A beautiful twenty year old that looks at life and now needs you.
Do not you ever ask him openly, pride is still an essential part of his being, and if not, perhaps you'd be lying side by side with someone who is not him.
Someone who would sleep on this night's sleep.
But he can not.

Today is October 3.

And he never closes his eyes on this day.
The memories seem to become stronger, while Edward begins to slow its descent to the cancellation.
why not leave him alone.
For this, since you noticed, we always take a day off from work and stay at his side.
Or rather, Hawkeye gives you the day off.
After discovering why this day is considered taboo for the young Elric, you would not know anything.



-Roy? -
-Mh? -
-Sleep ... all'Headquarter few hours you have to go, I will not be blamed because Taisa Mustang was caught lounging on the desk ... -
-I thought that was you! ... They told me the lecture that you took from the other week .- Hawkeye inform him smiling.
not respond, but we feel clearly a mumble "And who is to blame?" With a sullen tone that you, personally, adore.
-However I do not want to go to work, I think I'll call and say Lt. I feel bad ...-
Oh, yes ... your laziness is becoming clinic! - you tease.

smiling as you get closer to him, resting his chin in the hollow of his shoulder, while with one arm around her waist.
-I do not care ... do I have the best nurses! -
you feel tense at his words.
-Forget you're wearing that ridiculous again divided ! is mortifying to my pride! - protest.
Pretend you're sorry when, in a clear impetus suicide, say was not bad at all. A dig in the side hits you even before you've finished the sentence.
-Tsk ... Pervert! -
-you who inspire me, baby ...-
-One more word and you can say goodbye to the family jewels you care so much! -
Sighs while the string longer you, declaring surrender.
-Really .. do not make that call. Go and do not worry
-No .- ..-
surrender immediately, knowing that when you put yourself in the head but nothing what makes you change your mind.
either.
And also love your background stubbornness, that every step brings you closer to that chair you long time.
Edward slowly turns to sink your face in your chest, completely relying on you and your love.

Why Edward Elric is just a guy who screams its strong desire to be forgiven, to have no more fear of Oct. 3.

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's official!

After seeing the photos that some girls (lucky, damn lucky!) Have posted on their Live Journals cast Merlin aims to turn the third season I want to go PIERREFOND! Finally

stylists from those hacks have found a hairstyle that is Colin Morgan GOOD!
And if it was not an optical illusion, I also believe that our beloved Colin is no longer so emaciated as it appeared in some episodes of the second season ....

And Bradley? no change from past seasons .... remained a greek god U___U

But the glances between them - the looks - Waaa!

These two guys slash on their own without too much effort ♥

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other RoyEd, another race!


Title: We call it love
Fandom: FullMetal Alchemist
Pairing: RoyEd
Raiting: Pg15? to be sure
Summary: Roy Mustang was attracted to Edward Elric ...
Disclaimer: Fullmetal Alchemist characters belong to Hiromu Arakawa
Note: The title of this story is taken from the song "We call it love" by Vic Mignogna (the voice actor of American Edward ^ ^)





Roy Mustang was attracted to Edward Elric.
From what was not given to know, but he liked to think it was that way forever.
made everything very romantic.
had begun to send small signal to Edward since the boy had spent seventeen years.
Amestris The age of consent was set at sixteen.
Roy had been patient, but patience, by its nature, it is easy to run out.
Now he could not play more than ; see his face red with embarrassment not satisfied anymore.
Roy wanted that his intentions were clear.

Put your cards on the table and wait for the opponent's move.

took the opportunity one day when Edward came to his office to deliver the new report.
Strangely devoid of the usual and annoying presence of his brother.
Nobody in the office.
Only two of them.

It 's the perfect time Mustang, you'd be a fool not to take advantage.

-Edward What do you think of sex? -
precise and direct.
no possibility of misunderstanding.
No smile - terribly serious - clear proof that his intentions were series, not a taken for a ride.
Edward jumped to the question and immediately became red.
-C-what the hell this central with my relationship? - Stutters
-Answer the question ... Edward -
The blond alchemist's eyes widened.
-Since using my own name and not what I have saddled you? - Asked
attempt to change the subject or simple curiosity.
-From Now ... answer, it is a difficult question .-
Edward puffed out his cheeks and - arms folded - he looked away with a puff of disappointment.
-What does that do you think?! It is a necessary function to the human being to play e. .-
-not what I asked you ..-
-What you want from me?! - Snapped irritably
-What you answer correctly ..-
The lips of the young curled in a sneer amused.
-There is a wrong answer? -
Roy's gaze fell on those lips.
did not believe that a boy could have lip so red. As if they were dyed with blood.
-Depends .-
Edward sighed and went back to see his superior.
-Where do you want to get there -
Roy closed his eyes trying - trying with all his being - to find the appropriate words to finally come out of hiding.
After a brief but careful consideration, concluded that the approach best was to have tested previously.
By signing Roy Mustang printed loud and clear.
clasped his fingers under his chin, in his usual pose, and looked through eyes full of profound and infinite longing.
Unable to quantify.
Edward felt uncomfortable under his gaze.
did not understand what was taking to Taisa.
What's the age he was playing a bad joke?
He was about to ask for explanations when he was interrupted by the dark with little grace.
-I was thinking it would be interesting to watch you while you are prey to an orgasm ... -
The young alchemist opened eyes and mouth, blushing violently.
He sprang to his feet before you even have time to make any accusation against a man, sitting composedly in his chair in front of him.
with red cheeks and short of breath, as if he just had a stroke, looked at him, piercing through from side to side.
-Taisa ... It 's crazy or WHAT ???!-
In response, Roy shook his head.
-I BELIEVE THE OPPOSITE HAND, A TAIS stupid pervert! -
The dark rose from his comfortable chair in black leather and with slow and calculated way around the desk to lean against it with arms firmly crossed chest.
A defense .
-Have you not noticed anything Edward? -
The blond was seriously about to lose his patience, not only had to pay the man's jokes about his height, but now he would do well to these jokes idiots!
-That she was a pervert I already knew, thanks! -
Obviously I have not been pretty straightforward .. Roy thought with amazement
No, you did not notice that whenever you are near I avoid on purpose to touch you? if I did .. - Stopped closing my eyes trying to control the wave of desire that was investing
-Se .. If it does not? -
took a deep breath trying to calm down.

A minimum of self-control Mustang!

-I could not resist the urge to kiss ..-
Again Edward opened his eyes and breathed died on his lips.
She watched him.
He was definitely joking.
Taisa Mustang could not have the desire to kiss him, another man!
Yes, ok a little boy, but still belonging to the men's category.
No.
was definitely a joke.
-D 'agreement Taisa, party's over. It was fun to stop now ... enough with this nonsense! -
-I'm not kidding! - Reply dry and lapidary
Edward suddenly found himself speechless.
-For months now, I feel this for you Edward. You're always, constantly in my thoughts and I can not driven in any way! the night to be with you always dream ... -
The cheeks of the young were re-dyed bright red, so as to fade his overcoat.
-It 's the truth .-
He dropped his arms at his sides and walked over to the boy so much that they, when they stepped back, tripped in the chair behind him and he suddenly found himself a seat.
Mustang smiled.
Perfect!
He bent the ear of the blonde and I blew sensually.
Edward shuddered.
-thousand times I thought how he should be making love with you, hear your voice broken by the moans of pleasure ... feel your bare skin in contact with my ..- whispered
The boy was definitely smoking with embarrassment.
Mustang was seducing him with the voice.
Damn!
It was neither the strength nor the words to oppose it.

But that's what you really want to little Edward?

Escape ever is your choice?

-no answer? -
One, two, three seconds before being able to articulate a sentence.
-What can I say now? - Looked down
-Anything would be fine ..-
A sad smile touched the corner of the mouth of the blonde.
-He never gave the impression of being a person who is satisfied Taisa ..-
Roy earned a standing position again.
-This is true, but I can accept a "when I was presented a ..-
-And this is what you want? a rejection? -
God, no Edward! what we want is for you ... Parts
-Feel free to express what you feel ... -
What I feel ... it was so easy to see how I feel! She thought Edward looking up on its top-
not think about the implications that this will lead? -
-..- I thought
-E does not care if it is degraded? -
Roy waited to answer this question, Edward was not refusing.
was as if he were assuring us that he had thought well, that it was not a simple header.
-a hypocrite if I said I would accept with a smile of being degraded. With all the effort that it took me to get here, at my age, I would not be willing to let me by so easily. would fight, as I always have
.- A smile on the lips of the blonde alchemist.
-Excellent response ..-
The Moor looked surprised when Edward's smile widened gradually.
-My brother, a few days ago, told me that he thinks I love her ..-

Now would you not have called her presence "annoying" real Taisa?

-And what did you say? -
-That was crazy of course! - Said
E 'obvious ... repeated to himself
Roy closed his eyes and without saying a word he sat down behind his desk, under the watchful eye of Fullmetal.
-I think our conversation is closed, then .-
Recovered abandoned the pen earlier, got busy to sign the mountain of files and modules occupying the desk, trying to appear calm, as if nothing had happened, or at least as if the two had just had a pleasant conversation on alchemy.
After a couple of minutes looked up, surprised to find Edward still sitting in front of him, in the usual position.
-Still here? -
-For someone who says he wants to fight for something he cares about, it seems too compliant ..-
-You can go Fullmetal ... -
-Now no more "Edward"? -
-No ..-
obedience, for the first time, to a order of his superior, the blond stood up and without making the military salute he walked toward the door.
At every step of the boy, Mustang felt her heart breaking more and more, but with the knowledge that they must accept everything that men not reveal the slightest sign of pain.
implicitly promised him.
The young alchemist had already opened the door when, without looking back said,
-I think my brother was right, after all ..-
Roy raised his head, holding my breath.
But there was nobody in the room.

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Title: Like silk
Fandom: FullMetal Alchemist
Pairing: RoyEd
Rating: Pg
Summary: Edward Elric not let anyone touch his hair.
Disclaimer: Fullmetal Alchemist characters belong to Hiromu Arakawa



Edward Elric does not allow anyone to touch his hair.
He always considered too intimate a gesture, which rarely grants even to Alphonse.
If Al had only had him for the braid, when his brother get caught nell'automail hair and could not combine anything.
The only one that was allowed was his mother.
After his death, Edward was made to grow them, and swore to himself that no one would have ever done.

-still do not understand why you do not want to touch you hair ..-
Edward watched the corner of Roy Mustang.
The Flame Alchemist.
The ITS Roy Mustang.
-Do not you ever get tired of asking? -
Roy smiled smugly.
-Mai! As long as you will not let me continue to ask and ask again ... -
find ways knew very convincing Roy Mustang.
And the torment was one of them.
Edward stood for a few seconds to contemplate the idea of not responding, but the thought of continuing demands of his man made him desist.
- Why was my mother ... my hair when I was small biz baby! - He corrected himself quickly
Roy kept a smile on that slip of the tongue: the word never comes out small from the mouth of Edward Elric.
-Just for this? - Asked the man more seriously than they had had at the beginning
The young alchemist did not answer immediately.
course that the application of Roy was weird.
-I do not see why it should interest you! -
opt for the choice of not responding was a prerogative of Edward.
What Roy hated.
-And I do not understand why you should always wriggling ..- exclaimed looking grim
The blond did roll his eyes and snorted.
Today was the day.
A proverb says "A good day starts in the morning and if Edward would give heed to certain beliefs, for sure you would agree with such a claim.
in the office was a day to dogs.
forms, practices, applications, files. sign, sign, sign .
and Lieutenant Hawkeye had no mercy even for the poor and wretched nineteen years! Inflexible and professional as he had always flooded with work.
one day find out who is printing all these sheets and then suffer my revenge! He shouted the boy.
-So? -
Roy's voice abruptly back to reality the youngest.
-I do not want anyone else to touch me that way ... - answered, looking away
If he kept his eyes fixed on his companion could see the sadness in his eyes resulting from such a sentence.
Roy loved the hair of Edward .
looked so soft, and every time he stretched hand in an attempt to touch them, the boy walked away.
And that hurt him.
-Ed ... -
did not move.
Edo-..-
The blond sighed.
-please ... - he said simply
Edward had to understand his need to feel fully its .
-Ci ... just like you care so much? -
was not he give in so easily.
It was not he give in!
But every time I called him Roy Edo 's brings back memories of the happy and carefree days of his childhood, first ... first of all.
transmutation failed.
blood.
the pain and repressed tears.
before. When he was a happy child.
-Si ..-
did not say a word. He approached the dark, her back to him and bringing his hands behind his head to loosen the blond locks.
A warm hand rested on his, stopping him.
Edward turned his head not understanding.
-let murmured smiling -.. ..- .- I do
Nodding slightly he looked ahead.
"Do not kill me." He thought And the mother does not get angry because someone else, someone else .. "
fingers Roy liberated the blonde And hair that forced them from the strap allowing them to fall on the shoulders, and Edward could not help stiffen.
But Roy had touched other times and not always pure intentions !
So why all this tension?
-Relax ..- whispered the man feeling the anxiety of the boy
Edward closed his eyes and sighed. Roy ran his fingers through his golden hair of the young piano fingering.
Yes, they were just as expected: Smooth and silky smooth.
Perhaps the comparison was too trivial, but the "feel" was exactly that. They are beautiful
-..-
Edward smiled.
Now ...
We now just do not understand why on earth Roy had never allowed to touch him that way.
His touch was damn nice.
And when the hands of the Moor went to massage the nape of the youngest, they completely let go.
He liked.
Fuck, yeah he liked!
When his mother was a comb, was always tickled Alphonse and how many times he had looked through those of its big eyes olive without understanding why his Nii-san was laughing so much. But with Roy
the feeling was different. Damn
different.
tilted her head back, to go to meet those hands and Roy smiled victoriously.
He had just discovered a particularly sensitive point of its Mame-chan.
moans of Edward I confirmed his hypothesis.

Edward Elric does not allow anyone to touch his hair.
He always considered too intimate an act that rarely grants even to Alphonse.
Until the day when Roy was his usual exception.