"do you have pet names? how do you call each other?"
in Sons of Calydon there are only daughters..
Envy thinks homunculi can't get sick with this cheesy nonsense. But then he faces Edward. And in the most aesthetically unpleasing manner butterflies begin getting out of his lungs. Large emerald butterflies, those of them who didn't choke on blood and died are flying close to the ceiling of the cellar, not letting him forget just who made him feel like this. Envy even tries to get rid of them, catch them and crush them in his hands, but every time new ones make their way out.
Once when Envy sees Edward, an uninvited butterfly spreads its wings in his mouth and flies out. Envy reaches his hand out in attempt to catch it, but only manages to touch it with the tips of his fingers, before it lands on stunned Edward's shoulder and dies, injured and crumpled.
Envy feels another damn butterfly creep out of his throat, as if he hadn't embarrassed himself enough in front of Edward. He clutches his chest, trying to cope with pain, and suddenly Edward moves closer. The alchemist leans in, covers Envy's lips with his hand and kisses him over it. The butterfly, which was locked in his mouth, stops thrashing, falling dead. And to be honest Envy too feels a little dead. Edward pulls away, and the homunculus spits out the dead, bloody insect on the ground, finally feeling the fluttering in his rib cage stop.
sweet and warm
"what does Piko like in Fukase?"
She ran to where Tristan lay wounded, and with the sword above him she cried:
"You are that Tristan of the Lyonesse, who killed the Morholt, my mother' brother, and now you shall die in your turn."
thank u for feeding the pikase nation.......
my pleasure! glad there're still pikase shippers alive, I have one comic left, so stay tuned!
It's not that I like drawing flowers so much, but by some miracle they still appear on my artworks..
an artist without talent but with great passion|multifandom|deeeeep down a writer and translator
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