Fics like i love everything (don't it make you feel sad?)

Stede’s littered in marks. The slight textures that Ed has felt while they’ve fucked are clarifying themselves in front of him, in the forms of whip scars, healing burns, knife wounds, raised patches and the occasional stitches and an assortment of discolorations and marks and blemishes. When Ed turns him, a slight rotation, he sees his back lashed in stripes; there aren’t many, but the ones he has are thin and raised, whip-thin white scars in obvious flay-strikes across the sunbathed skin. “Shit,” Ed breathes, and Stede moves to grab the robe again, his expression tightening. With a hand on his wrist, Ed stops him. “No, I’m— I’m sorry, I just— Stede. Some— Someone hurt you, who— Who the fuck hurt you?” It’s the most pressing thought that comes into his mind, and then it’s consuming him, all he can think about, swallowing him whole. for ofmd whumptober, day twenty-seven: matches, scars, "let me see."

Fics like i love everything (don't it make you feel sad?)

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