[eudaemaniacal]

[fraek-deactivated20150117]

#why does it say close in tiny

[izyurfimenipaflanyant]

[edenelric]

Eden shifted Eva in her arms again. The crying paused for a few moments, but then came back, louder then before. “I don’t think so. Babies don’t begin to recognize people until they’ve been around for a couple months, and she isn’t that old yet.” Frustrated, Eden pulled away from Alfons and turned around. “Do you think you can take her for a bit? I still have some work I’d like to complete today, and that won’t happen if I’m holding a crying baby.”

[askheied]

"Yeah, definitely," Alfons agreed emphatically, taking Eva from Eden's arms perhaps even too carefully. "Don't even worry about her for the rest of the day. I'll take care of her," he assured with less confidence than he actually felt.

The wailing seemed even louder once he was actually holding the baby, as though it had been possible before. It dawned on Alfons that taking care of Eva meant calming her down, which he didn't see happening anytime soon. Logic told him that yes, babies do cry, and it doesn't mean anything beyond normal infant behavior. But still, he couldn't escape the persisting, if ridiculous, idea that Eva was crying for whatever parent had left her behind. 

Unsure of what else to do, Alfons began swaying Eva gently from side to side. After a few moments yielded no results, he began to sing softly to her. He wasn't sure what the song was called or if he was mumbling the right words, not even where he'd heard it before. It didn't even seem to have an effect on the screaming child.

[stellte]

He can’t remember the last time he felt the sun on his face.

He thinks, maybe, that it tasted like cold coffee and badly cooked eggs on his lips and he can see Edward trying to busy himself in the kitchen and he can hear his own snorts because how can you fuck up a breakfast so much? 

He remembers he ate it anyway, and Edward was beaming.

The sun felt like a gloved hand ghosting over his own — he always curled his fingers when he did this, almost thought to jerk them away — but now he can’t feel his fingers and he wish he could because he liked when he’d curl his pinky around his own. Even with how much he wanted to dislike it.

The sun felt like clear, resounding laughter in his lungs and he swear he can’t breathe now because his lungs just won’t work. Edward had always told him to get that cough checked out.

Now it was dark and he’d been away for so long that he’d forgotten what it was like. All he could remember was the way rocket fumes invaded his windpipe and spoiled his mind and his health and all he could see was the sickeningly fluorescent light that he’d banished himself under.

But hands touch hands and he’s there and then he’s gone because please remember me and how you felt like the sun (he’s dying, he knows), and even the fading light emanating from the ceiling that so recalled the stars and the sky, Alfons thinks that Edward was always the sun on his face.

[stellte]

"to love another person is to see the face of god"

me when seein fons put his gay hand on eds gay hand (via stellte)

[askheied]

{{the mun is baaaaaaaaaaaccccccccccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkk}}

[phindus]

It’s weird how this ship being happy brings me more heartache, than decipting it as dysfunctional and angry.

_(:( 」∠)_

[canisargentum]

Playlist for your OTP

An EdHei Playlist

Stereotypical songs for tragic rocket boyfriends.

The Scientist - Coldplay

Just Say Yes - Snow Patrol

Who Knew - P!nk (acoustic version)

Almost Lover - A Fine Frenzy

Little Lion Man - Mumford and Sons

Flowers For a Ghost - Thriving Ivory

Just Give Me a Reason - P!nk and Nate Ruess

Youth - Daughter

[edenelric]

Eden leaned back into Alfons, still bouncing Eva gently up and down/ “No, not like this. She did cry a lot earlier, but I managed to put her down to sleep again.” Eden frowned. “She doesn’t like me much. That or she’s got colic.”

[askheied]

Snaking his arms around her waist from behind, Alfons kissed Eden's neck and tried not to recoil at the noise. "She's a baby, Ed. They just cry a lot. It doesn't have to mean anything like that," he said loudly. Already he felt a headache coming on. "Do you think she misses whoever abandoned her?"

[edenelric]

Eden turned around slowly to face the door, holding a wailing Eva in her arms and swaying back and forth. “She’s been crying like this for the past half an hour,” she said, not bothering with a greeting before launching into the problem, ears sore from the baby she was holding. “She doesn’t need food, or a clean diaper, she needs rest. But no matter what I do, she won’t fall asleep.”

[askheied]

Alfons grinned and closed the door behind him. "Looks like she's a bit of a handful, huh?" He approached the pair and rested his hand on Eden's shoulder. Looking down at Eva, the affection Alfons felt was actually strong enough to take him slightly aback. "Has she been like this the whole time?"

[edenelric]

Eden barely noticed as Alfons darted out the door, too absorbed in trying not to wake the child in her arms by rocking gently back and forth. Without realizing it, she began to examine the infants face, calm in sleep and seemingly unaffected by the rocking motion. She’s still so small, she marveled. That something so small could even exist-

With a jolt Eden pulled herself out of those thoughts, careful not to jostle the sleeping child. “Don’t," she whispered harshly to herself. “You’re only going to leave. And it isn’t as though this child is yours, anyway." And with one last glance down at the baby, she moved towards the bedroom, intending to find somewhere to put the child down so she could work out the fuel formulas. Or as much as she could before Eva awoke, that is.

[askheied]

Between placating his colleagues, concern over how Eden and Eva were fairing, and rushing to cut his hours in half, work hadn't been kind to Alfons. The team had been more or less tolerant after some reasoning, though the irritation had remained. He hadn't been spared a few snide, if well natured comments about the two young men caring for a child together, either. By lunch time Alfons was a little more than eager to head back home. 

The screaming was audible halfway up the stairs to the apartment. Cursing quietly, Alfons jogged the rest of the way. He paused briefly outside the door, taking a slow breath before entering. "Eden? I'm home."

[thingshappentome]

DID YOU KNOW THAT JAPANESE TEENAGERS STARTED TAKING PICTURES PRETENDING TO BE TITANS

BECAUSE I DIDN’T

[this-not-a-cold-dead-place]

I saw this a few months back and had no idea what was going on at the time..

[edenelric]

"You do that," she muttered, cracking the eggs into the hot pan with a satisfying sizzle. “But don’t feel too pressured. I know how to take care of a baby." Debating for a few moments, Eden caved and scrambled the eggs in the pan, mostly to give her hands something to do. “We don’t need to freak out the guys at work more then we already have." She continued stirring for a few minutes, until the eggs were cooked through, before scraping the meal into also bowls and placing one in front of Alfons at the table. “Here, you need to eat before you go."

[askheied]

"Thanks. Here, can you take her?" Standing slowly so as not to wake Eva, Alfons passed the baby over to Eden. His arms felt light and a chill crawled up his sleeves in her absence as he reached for the bowl on the table. "The guys will be even more pissed if I'm late this morning, I haven't even finished getting dressed yet." He began scarfing down the eggs as quickly as possible, not even thirty seconds having passed before he finished and tossed the bowl into the sink. "I have to get ready and leave. See you later." After kissing Eden with some haste, Alfons took off down the hall.

[edenelric]

"I’m not nervous," Eden almost snapped, barely managing to keep control of her tone. “I just didn’t expect to be watching a baby, that’s all." She pulled out a pan and placed it on the stovetop, before rummaging around the ice box and pulling out a few eggs. “I can watch her. I’ve watched babies before, so I’ll be fine. Worst comes to worst I can use the telephone numbers Gracia left."

[askheied]

"Well alright then, if you're sure." Alfons conceded. He watched Eden maneuver about the kitchen, absently tapping his foot on the ground and cradling Eva to his chest. "I'll come home as early as I can today though."

[fullmetalfanart]

Thank you for being a Genius! by ~Lyson

[sexybritishllama]

no cough syrup

you are not ‘grape flavoured’

have you ever tasted a grape

you taste like death and the tears of small children

not fucking grape

[ryancrobert]

wow what a surprise another cis-gendered white upper-middle class american male telling someone what they can and cannot identify as. why don’t you go fuck yourself

[drochfhaol]

#i can no longer tell what is and isn’t a joke on tumblr any more

[askheied]

OOC

{{Just letting you guys know that this blog is going to be inactive for a week, which is sort of nothing new but yeah. See ya}}

[edenelric]

Eden gave a slight scowl. “I know babies are small. I helped deliver one, remember?" Her hand moved from Alfons’s shoulder down to the edge of the blanket. “When you said baby, I expected her to be older. She can’t be more then a month old." The mention of others they could ask for help eased her worry slightly. But when Alfons offered to hand her the baby, Eden froze with a jolting realization. I can’t, she thought, heart beating faster. “You have a handle on it," she responded, voicing shaking for only a moment before she managed to steady it. “I’ll go make some breakfast, then you can head to the lab." With that she turned and headed towards the kitchen.

[askheied]

Alfons frowned, following Eden into the kitchen and settling into a chair with Eva. He still had no idea of where it was safe to put the baby down, deeming it best to keep holding her. "Eden, if you're nervous then maybe you could go to the lab first and I could watch Eva." Already he was getting comfortable with her. At at the very least Alfons was growing confident that he could hold the infant safely. He hoped that Eden's hesitance was fleeting as his own had been, but it seemed to go deeper than that. "I'm sure it'll be fine either way."