Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types+1
by nuube
Trisha hooked her chin over his shoulder. “Look at you. My boys. And look at him, my love. His eyes, their color have come in. Aren’t they something? A blessing from Ishvala.”“An inheritance pattern.” He corrected.“Whatever it may be,” she smiled, “it suits him, doesn’t it?”Hohenheim remained quiet for a moment before glancing at her. She had gotten good at reading Van and the tragedy in his skin, bracing for the question before it came.“…And you’re not ashamed of it, Trisha? The ailments the past in your blood has brought to the surface?”“Of course not,” Trisha responded softly. She reached over and took her son from him. Running the pad of her thumb over the sleeping babe’s face, she laid it on the soft swell of an infant cheekbone. In the bowels of sleep, Ed cooed, resettling against her bare chest with a wet smack of his mouth. What a hungry little thing. “The story our blood tells is not ours, dear. The love of our ancestors does not make monsters.”-Trisha Elric's first born dons the red eyes of her people. She views it as a blessing, but the rest of Amestris is sodden with hate.
Teen 25k words 4 ch Complete 271 kudos
Bigotry & Prejudice · Body Horror · Building Collapse · Canonical Character Death· +25 more