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Ed crossdressing for Havoc
Ed insisting that Havoc roleplay as Jacqueline in bed
Ed being dominant as fuck even though Havoc is on top
Havoc smoking after every time they have sex to calm his gay panic
HavocEd
karasuya replied to your post: So Jean Havoc is pronounced the French way too, or...
I SHIP IT
GOOD
The problem I foresee is how people portray it though, if it does exist
Because Havoc is really rather straight
It's just, Ed is Ed
Identity crises are required to happen and Ed's gotta be the one calling the shots even if he's taking the dick
Ed wearing his hair down to be more like a girl
Havoc surprised and confused by how much he feels for this boy
Havoc freaking out about what he's going to tell the rest of the team
What he's going to tell Roy
More from the Slashfest. ;-) This time it's something else I've never done. This one is a little darker, but I've always imagined Ed to have quite a bit of a dark side. I hope you enjoy this little taste of angst.
Jagged Edges (on LJ)
This fic is set post series in a situation where Ed really needs to find a way to move on, but isn't very good at it. He definitely delves a little into his drk side in this one. There is also an implied character death. The fic was inspired by this prompt:
Ed/Havoc: I’d trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday
And here's a snippet:
Heat. Skin slick with sweat. Muscles warring together for a common goal. Desire. Raw and untamed. Two bodies fusing and fighting for a single elusive moment. Lust. Carnal and wild. Blocking out the past, the present and everything else. Craving. Want and need. An overwhelming combination that destroys all else in its path. Nails. Teeth and grasping hands. Cling to the salvation of the moment and then the next and the next.
There is nothing else but this.
It’s sex.
And Ed loses himself to it more than anyone else.