#you're in the belly of the beast || vent art

[elric-art]

Ed is parentified, here's why.

Everyone (on Twitter) is talking about how Ed is traumatized and can't tell anyone about his problems.

The boy is the definition of being parentified.

His dad walked out, his mom passed, he and Al only had like 5 years worth of actually knowing their parents and nobody seemed to look out for either of the boys as soon as Trisha died except maybe Pinako. But nobody really stepped up to take in the orphaned children. Why is that?

Were they not liked? Did they only show up to the funeral because they felt bad for the boys? Was Trisha judged for having kids out of wedlock hence the lack of support over her kids? I'm pretty sure I remember plenty of people showing up to pay their respects at her grave but I'm just speculating based on my poor memory of 03 (which I need to rewatch for the 5th time. We only stan 03 in this blog, sue me.)

He (and Al, at least in 03) desperately sent out letters to whoever sent letters addressed to Hohenheim in the hopes of being able to find their father who was supposed to be responsible for them.

When that became fruitless (sort of) he had to step up and take care of his brother, and decided "cooking mama" would be the better option. Not because they needed a parent but if only to "see her smile again" with the very arts that reminded her of her (very negligent) "husband".

Ed went through Hell and back for his little brother, not only because he felt guilty but because he knew he was guilty of almost losing everything he's got, that everything being Al.

By being the first to touch the array, he was responsible for everything that happened with only Hohenheim being the true catalyst (in this case, in regards to Brotherhood).

What would've happened if he never left? What would've become of the boys had he stayed? That's right, it was all his fault and this ugly story started with him and that damn dwarf pretending to be god. After all, Ed has to turn to the most unlikely source to get all the goddamn information he needed to right his wrongs.

Treachery after treachery, injustice after injustice and there was no one out there who can really understand you. Nobody to confide in because all there really was, was that old man behind the counter who talked in riddles and gave you his dirty work and said "thanks for handling it for me, now here's some scraps", then they preach at you about how you're just a kid, what could you really do?

Well this kid had his arm and leg ripped out by what could've been some eldritch diety and told you if you want to cross the bridge you have to pay the price. Who the Hell is going to understand that? Who the Hell going to believe you even if you told them?

Your teacher who went through the same? Tch, your problems are not hers.

Your brother who witnessed it all? Don't bet on venting to the reason you exist.

The girl next door? Best not to burden her with your crap.

At your age, you are nothing. Just a sad little boy with raging nightmares about how the abomination you created is going to eat you.

Even after being called a "hero" you nearly died several times lost in the woods, lost in the desert, lost in the literal belly of a beast and fighting for a goddamn life that you can barely call a life. All you have is your legs to stand on, and if you falter then what the Hell was it all for? What else will you be willing to give to save the only one who was the most innocent so that he wouldn't have to suffer because of your misguided attempts to play god?

You played your stupid game and you won your stupid prize, now deal with the consequence.

You might be asking yourself, why the Hell is Edmod talking like this? Congratulations, you caught a glimpse at how Ed must think. See how it's really not that hard to understand the thoughts of a 12 year old prodigy who had to put on his big boy pants and tighten his belt?

[tsutsukkomi]

the boy who cried silver tears

[tsutsukkomi]

i wish i had actually drowned last night