thedeevirus:‘‘Well, what do you think?’ Ed asked, brushing himself down.Ed had forsaken his usual pl
thedeevirus:‘‘Well, what do you think?’ Ed asked, brushing himself down.Ed had forsaken his usual plain clothing for a green ensemble decorated with intricate swirling black velvet patterns. The black matched the colour of the ribbon tying his hair back and silver buckles gleamed on his shoes.Oswald had often noted Ed’s lean frame (and had in fact been noticing it a lot more than he used to) but the colours in his new outfit complimented his dark eyes and hair perfectly, making his pale skin seem almost luminescent thanks to the candlelight.Oswald swallowed hard and cleared his throat when he realised Ed was still waiting for his assessment.‘It-it looks really good on you. I wasn’t sure about the colour and I thought maybe the coat wouldn’t be long enough and-‘Ed held up a hand and Oswald’s beak snapped shut.‘It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever worn’, Ed said, ‘Did you make this for me?’‘It’s nothing. I-I’ve just had a lot of time on my…’Oswald trailed off as he looked down at his claws.Not hands.Oswald’s eyes widened as Ed gently took hold of them and began to draw him towards the dance floor.‘Shall we get started?’ Ed asked.’’EXCERPT FROM MY NYGMOBBLEPOT FIC: ‘THE RIDDLE OF THE ROSES’Beautiful art by the supremely talented @selene-at-your-service -- source link
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