14 Works by ParadoxinMotion
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Spark by ParadoxinMotion
Fandoms: Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types, Firewatch (Video Game)
15 Jun 2016
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In the summer of 1985, Roy Mustang meets a young man whom he initially assumes to be a college student. Through the hazy summer heat and the warmth of a promising few years, time forces them both to acknowledge that forest fires and relationships are not so different.
And sometimes, nobody is able to put out the fire.
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- Part 1 of Five Inch Forest Fire
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All that I Know Extras by ParadoxinMotion for fishingclocks
Fandoms: Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types
19 May 2016
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All the bloopers, side notes, and personal headcanons that go along with my fic All that I Know.
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- Part 2 of The Fashion AU
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All that I Know by ParadoxinMotion for fishingclocks
Fandoms: Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types
18 May 2016
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Edward Elric is convinced, with empirical evidence, that his job does not pay him nearly enough.
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- Part 1 of The Fashion AU
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The world has never made any claims about fairness.
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In the Spring of 1924, Armin Arlert moves from Michigan to New York city on behalf of his grandfather. Entranced by his new surroundings, he works as a specialised mechanic on various automotives underneath Erwin Smith. He hides his personality underneath the hoods of the cars he loves, and resolves to conceal his desires under the veneer of diligence. His quiet world is brought into startling display, however, when a chance encounter with a man from a bar leads him to challenge his life, his motives, and his very reasoning.
(ON TEMPORARY HOLD DUE TO COLLEGE MADNESS)
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- Part 1 of Essential as Earth
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Answer my prayer (Even though I never prayed it) by ParadoxinMotion
Fandoms: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan
01 Mar 2016
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“You’re the prettiest boy I’ve ever met,” Eren breathed, watching him, observing the expression he made when his mouth opened in wonder, and confusion. Armin looked like he was choking on words he could not shape, but it didn’t matter. Eren kissed him again to show him that it didn’t matter, that anything Armin needed to say could always be communicated with actions if he could not find the words.
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- Part 2 of Essential as Earth
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His entire face felt warm, and not from the heat of the pan. The letters themselves, as well as their neatness, told him a great deal that he didn’t need to ask. The image of Ed leaning over his lab table, mouth pinched in concentration and golden eyes blazing with their customary intensity, writing out those simple three letters made something in his chest stutter. Stroke after stroke of dark ink, each one making Ed’s intentions and Roy’s words from that afternoon clearer and clearer.
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It was never a decision to be made in the first place. The knowledge was always there; as if dormant, waiting to appear in his consciousness. It is as obvious as the ways Eren tells him You are mine without words, and there are so many of them. So many different forms and methods of telling another person how wholly you are, and always will be, theirs.
Or, an Eremin drabbles series of orchestral proportions.
For the prompt, 'First Time'.
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Because some things are too great to be held in; too pressing; too powerful.
Arthur Kirkland has been doomed since that day in the sunshine, staring at the boy in his arms.
This is Arthur, breaking.
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In the time of World War Two, Patrick Stump writes to Pete Wentz from various fronts in Italy. They are brief, and they are far between, but they are there, nonetheless.
The only thing that matters is that he stays alive to send them.
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Arthur had forgotten he could draw, until an unexpected situation reminds him again.
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When Italy is injured in a skirmish, Germany takes him home to rest. To relieve some of the illicit boredom, Italy begins writing letters. At first he isn't sure who to write to, but soon, he's scribbling away with a very specific individual in mind...
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It would never cease to amaze him how Stiles looked with blood on his hands, and how much he wanted to touch him fresh after a kill.
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John calls him Broken. And Beautiful. And Fragile. He sees himself in the mirror every morning, and he knows that he deserves the names. But they are not meant in a hurtful way; Sherlock sees himself more clearly than anyone. Like the shards of a shattered mirror, John says.
Broken, but still beautiful.
Beautiful and deadly.