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Independent Jean Havoc from Fullmetal Alchemist --- Penned by Bri | 27 | female
Serves as a hub for : @intellagent - Maes Hughes @ritohonour - Revali
Other blog: @arcanalore
Links: rules | about | mains | thread tracker | promo ** so that I don’t lose it **
Verses to be added: Modern | Legend of Zelda | Haikyuu
I’ve been considering this for a while, but I promised Sawyer I’d sit on it. I did think about it for a few weeks but tbh this blog is uncomfortable for me so I’ve decided to archive it and do a fresh start. I love Jean, I love writing him, a fresh space was needed. He’s now located at cavaliiere
I’ve been considering this for a while, but I promised Sawyer I’d sit on it. I did think about it for a few weeks but tbh this blog is uncomfortable for me so I’ve decided to archive it and do a fresh start. I love Jean, I love writing him, a fresh space was needed. He’s now located at cavaliiere
I’ve been considering this for a while, but I promised Sawyer I’d sit on it. I did think about it for a few weeks but tbh this blog is uncomfortable for me so I’ve decided to archive it and do a fresh start. I love Jean, I love writing him, a fresh space was needed. He’s now located at cavaliiere
I’ve been considering this for a while, but I promised Sawyer I’d sit on it. I did think about it for a few weeks but tbh this blog is uncomfortable for me so I’ve decided to archive it and do a fresh start. I love Jean, I love writing him, a fresh space was needed. He’s now located at cavaliiere
I’ve been considering this for a while, but I promised Sawyer I’d sit on it. I did think about it for a few weeks but tbh this blog is uncomfortable for me so I’ve decided to archive it and do a fresh start. I love Jean, I love writing him, a fresh space was needed. He’s now located at cavaliiere
I’ve been considering this for a while, but I promised Sawyer I’d sit on it. I did think about it for a few weeks but tbh this blog is uncomfortable for me so I’ve decided to archive it and do a fresh start. I love Jean, I love writing him, a fresh space was needed. He’s now located at cavaliiere
“ Take me away, a secret place A sweet escape, take me away Take me away, to better days Take me away, a hiding place-- ”
He bellows out while doing paperwork.
❝ well then, be careful on your journey. ❞
I am dead ass exhausted, half hour left of work and I can think about it Jean singing the chorus to pocket full of sunshine whenever he is sick or mildly inconvenienced
ALSO. TO ANYONE WHOS EVER SENT ME AN ASK
‘ you’re safe here. ’ [ from Roy~ ]
Another nightmare stirred a wave of emotion -- fear, phantom pain, sorrow, even an ounce of self-loathing for how WEAK he was in that final moment with Solaris. No. Lust. Then everything faded to black in his dream. Restless, he wrenched back & forth before FINALLY pulling himself from slumber’s cruel embrace. Pearls of sweat gathered along the nape of his neck, & Havoc grasped at the offered hand.
you’re safe here.
Warmth. Reassurance. Comfort. It amazed him how Roy’s very presence in the small hospital room could help to steady his erratic heartbeat. Silence befell the soldier as he put focus on calming his laboured breathing. Finally, once more calm than he’d been in the previous minutes, Jean risked a glance at Roy. “ I know. Thank you. ” @flameleads
♞ : // soverina.
❝ oh, well that’s alright — ! ❞ she’ll promptly dismiss the topic. whilst weaving and gliding past skiers, royal maintains eye-contact with the soldier, lithe digits curling and sitting comfortably into his palms. this was delightful; any prior worries now seemed so insignificant. ❝ i’ve been skating since i was a little girl. i wouldn’t feel so bad about not knowing how to, you’re actually doing very well ! far better than most. also, how are your legs ? try not to tense them so much, otherwise they’ll be sore… ❞
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Eye contact maintained -- almost too easy to lose oneself in an infinite & stunning ocean of sapphire, though wobbling knees would serve a cruel reminder of reality, bringing the soldier once more to the present. Her gentle reassurance eased some of the tension, albeit some would still linger in his form. Havoc was FAR from a professional, though he was progressing gaining some ability since their rocky beginning. Who knows -- perhaps he would even find the risky activity of ice skating to be FUN in the future ( though it wasn’t best to put all those eggs in one basket ). “ Oh -- I already know they’ll be sore in the morning. Are you sure you don’t mind staying close? I don’t want to hold you back. ”
“ur up early” bold of you to assume i’ve slept
♞ : // flameleads.
Hearing Sadie’s reply, Roy reminded himself of two things: he needed to call Havoc by his first name to avoid confusion, and he was now Mister Mustang. That would take some getting used to. But, it was only for a few days, and he could manage that long without hearing his rank before his last name. Jean would have to adjust as well—no need to call him sir while they both stayed at his family home.
He kept that smile as Sadie spoke to him, gaze flicking back to the car with her last remark. Was that so? Did Jean’s letters and calls really say that, or was she simply trying to butter him up? Based on the look her brother wore, he leaned towards the former. Well then, he couldn’t say he expected that.
“I appreciate the compliment, Miss Havoc, especially, from someone as radiant as you.” Keeping his grin, he turned to Jean with his bag still over his shoulder. “No need to carry my things for me. You’re not my subordinate out here, Jean.” Saying his first name was odd. No other word described the feeling. Bracing himself, he followed the other inside. Hopefully his parents liked him as much as his sister did…
Jean. The use of his first name forced a stumble from the soldier, quick to right himself & he could only hope it went unnoticed. Hearing his given name from ROY was ... different. A good different, one that had him clearing his throat before returning to the task at hand. There were people inside the house eagerly waiting to greet the guests. Carding fingers through strands of blond, Havoc made his way over to the pair.
Sadie, to her credit, failed to notice the blunder. With a luminescent smile, the young woman waved off the Colonel’s remark. “ Please -- just Sadie. Miss Havoc is way too formal for these parts. ” They were casual folk, warm & welcoming to those from out of town. She then turned, walking over to the screen door. Grasping the handle, she opened it to usher the pair in.
Having caught up to Roy, calloused fingers cinched the fabric of the Colonel’s coat & Jean leaned in. “ Are you sure you’re ready for this? ” He asked, tone lowered as a caution so that the sole nosy onlooker wouldn’t be able to hear him. Roy was about to meet his parents, was Havoc even ready for this?
No time was allotted for a response before Essie Havoc appeared at the door, brushing past Sadie to greet Roy with a mighty handshake. “ You must be Colonel Mustang! Pleased to meet ya! Please come in, come in! You must be so tired from such a long journey. ” @flameleads
♞ : // incaendiium.
YOU TWO DON’T ever see eye-to-eye, do you? ’ not that the colonel knew much about havoc’s personal life, let alone anything about his family. ‘ part of me thanks whatever higher being there may be, that i don’t have to often deal with family. ’ unless counting his subordinates as such, then he dealt with them every day. ‘ either way… whatever the subject, it isn’t any of my business. i hope the rest of the day isn’t affected by the morning. ’
“ We have our moments. ” A palpable tension between Havoc & his father stemmed from the MOMENT Havoc made the decision to join the military. It wasn’t a choice that his father agreed with, having preferred Havoc take over the family business. Jean, for his part, had wanted to help out & explore other options. Eventually, that landed him in the position he was in today. It was NEVER a choice he regretted making, though he would like to remedy the strain between father & son. “ It never is. Work is a welcomed distraction. ”
