#Edward Elric x female reader

[stray-kaz]

Rest and Recuperation : an Edward Elric x f!reader oneshot

Summary: It's been two months.

18+ only

The scenery fled on the other side of the window, but you saw none of it as the train thundered along its tracks, your head leaning solidly on Ed's shoulder as you slept. He held your hand in his lap, stroking the back of it, keeping the skin warm.

"Lucky" Al said quietly, from his seat opposite.

A tiny smile tipped the corners of Ed's mouth and he nodded.

"I'm aware."

The green and gold outside the window was replaced suddenly by the black and greys of the station and the train slowed to a grumbling halt. Ed nudged you gently with his shoulder and murmured your name, tapping the back of your hand.

"Hey. We're here. Time to get up, pretty girl."

You blinked your eyes open and shifted away from his shoulder, your hand tingling slightly from his soft finger strokes. You stood up, swaying slightly, and Ed hurried to stand behind you, using his body to keep you from falling.

"Still tired?" he murmured in your ear. "Come on. Rooms are waiting."

You nodded and Ed led you off the train by your fingertips, Al two steps behind, always at your back.

The walk to the tiny hotel wasn't a long one, but you were weary by the end of it, tired of hurting and being hurt in return. Al walked slowly to his room and you and Ed retired to your shared one, a bed barely bigger than a single waiting for you pushed against the wall.

Ed glanced at your tired face, then dropped to his good knee to busy himself unlacing your boots. You protested immediately.

"Ed, I can do it. Stop that."

He just shook his head and continued, before reaching up and unbuttoning your pants, inching them down until they piled in a heap around your feet. When he straightened, rocking a little on his automail leg, you lifted your hands to his shoulders and gently pushed his red coat down and off his arms, letting it drop next to your pants.

Ed sat down heavily on the edge of the bed and tugged his boots off. You flicked the light off and the room sank into quiet darkness, aside from the sliver of light beneath the closed door. You heard the soft shuffle of Ed climbing under the covers and you made your careful way to the bed to join him, sliding beneath the cool sheet and immediately tossing a leg over him.

Ed chuckled as you shifted nearer and rested your head against his shoulder, much like how you had on the train. The quiet sound shuddered away a little as you ran a hand up his stomach under his shirt and traced the smooth lines of his collarbone.

"Hey" he chided gently. "You're exhausted. Stop that. You're human temptation, pretty girl."

In response, you leaned up and kissed him lightly, feeling his mouth soften under yours and his resolve melt away. He stroked his gloved hand down your back, protecting you from the cold chill of metal directly on your skin.

"You need to rest" he mumbled against your lips, a weak protest.

You eased yourself over on top of him, caging his right thigh between yours and helplessly rocking against him.

"You could help me fall asleep" you murmured back. "Please, Edward?"

Ed scoffed, but slowly slid his right hand off your back down to your hip, swirling smooth circles on the skin either side of your underwear waistband. The glove material was warm on your skin, his touch encouraging, and you kissed him again, gratefully, as your tired body rubbed and throbbed against his.

After thirty seconds, Ed grumbled and dragged himself upright against the pillows, pulling you into his lap. You wrapped your arms around his neck as you wriggled into position, sighing when you felt him hard underneath you, only a few layers of fabric separating. Your vision blurred from tiredness, but you pressed your lips to his, determined to feel good with him before you lost consciousness.

You rocked and whined in his ear, heat barrelling through you, headed south as you ground your covered heat over his covered cock.

Ed breathed hard, one hand gently gripping the back of your neck, the other braced on your ass, unable to keep from bucking up into you in return, his slender hips slotting perfectly between your thighs as they spread open over him. Even with his pants still on, he could feel the warmth of you, the desperation of your hands tugging tight in his hair.

Your hands that were loosening their grip. In fact, you had stopped moving on him entirely, and he felt himself throb in indignation, unsated.

"Hey, pretty girl" he said softly. "Hey..."

He gently pulled your head away from his shoulder and smiled knowingly when he saw your flushed yet sleeping face, eyes closed and lips parted slightly. He ran a fingertip from your temple down to the corner of your mouth and kissed your nose.

"I knew it" he said softly, careful not to wake you. "I knew you were too tired."

Ed carefully slid down the bed with one arm wrapped around you and eased you over onto your side, curled into a question mark. He reached down and drew the covers up over you, fitting himself neatly into the spaces you left empty for him. He closed his eyes and dreamed.

Watery sunlight stretched its fingers over your face early in the morning, stroking at your skin and urging you to wake. You rubbed at your eyes, batting the light away unsuccessfully.

A quiet rushing sound stopped abruptly and you realised it was the shower turning off. You propped yourself up on your elbows, gaze trained on the bathroom door, just before the door handle pulled down from the other side and the barrier opened, Ed stepping through, one hand scrubbing idly at his damp hair, the other holding onto the towel settled dangerously low around his hips.

Your sleepy eyes widened and the memory of last night's almost shot a dart of heat down in between your legs.

"Edward."

Your voice was husky with sleep and desire, and he glanced at you in some surprise. You tended to only call him by his full name when you wanted him, but he thought you would have forgotten last night in your stupor. But now, considering your gaze had zeroed in on the skin around his navel, he guessed he had been incorrect.

"Good morning" he said, offering you a small smile before sauntering easily past the bed and out of your reach. "Did you sleep well?"

He stood several feet away from you and loosely plaited his hair while you watched, pink cheeked, eyes flicking down every few seconds to his towel, which kept threatening to give up cinching his hips and fall.

Ed raised an eyebrow at you as you continued to stare at him but say nothing. He said your name and you jerked your attention to his face.

"Yes?"

His lips tilted in a faint smirk. It drove you nuts.

"I asked if you slept well. You seem to have lost your voice, pretty girl."

You crawled to the edge of the bed and swiped at him, but he backed just out of reach again, towel slipping down another inch.

"I slept fine" you grumbled. "Come here, please."

"Hmm, why? You need something? Are you hungry? I can bring you something back while you shower -"

He stopped talking when you threw yourself off the bed and at him, slinging your arms eagerly around his neck. You pressed your face against his skin, damp heat pushing back against you, the warm scent of him cloying your senses and making it hard to think.

Ed settled his hands on your waist, thumbs smoothing up and down beneath the worn hem of your t-shirt.

"Hi" he murmured. "You okay, pretty girl?"

You shook your head slowly, realising then that just about your entire body was quivering with need, the touch of his skin on yours ricocheting like fireworks in your brain.

"I want you now" you mumbled into his neck, water drops from his shower slicking your lips. "But if you don't, if you're annoyed about what happened last night..."

You trailed off as his gentle human hand tipped your chin up so he could see your eyes. His were warm, molten, concerned.

"What gave you that idea?" he asked, his deep voice cracking a little.

"You dancing around, avoiding me" you answered promptly. "Sure looks like you don't want to, Ed Elric."

He winced and shook his head, sighing before he pressed his lips to your forehead.

"Nah" he said softly.

"Then why?"

He huffed a tiny laugh and kissed you right between your eyes.

"You're real cute when you're horny" he whispered. "Just curious to see how long it would last before you hit me or took matters into your own hands."

You flushed hotter; he could feel it, burning against his mouth.

"I don't do that" you muttered. "That's what you're for."

His lips curved into a grin.

"I know."

Before you could fluster or give up entirely, he kissed you. Soft and slow to start, just how he knew you liked it. Exactly how he knew it blanked your brain and left you reliant on him for care and pleasure, just how he liked it.

He wrapped his automail arm around your waist, dimly aware of your hands sneaking into his plait and slowly undoing it so you could rake your fingers through his hair and find purchase against the back of his neck. Your heart thumped hard against your ribs, shaking its cage, and the air in the room grew warmer, contrasting the cool metal pressed against your back.

Ed began to walk you slowly backwards to the bed, but before he could sit you down, you pivoted and gently pushed him down instead, recreating your position from the night before and straddling him, the damp fabric of his towel catching between you. He looked up at you, brown eyes wide.

"How long's it been?" he mumbled, feeling an ache build beneath the towel.

Hands on his shoulders, settling on top of him with a quiet sigh of relief, you thought back, counting through all the squandered nights and interrupted opportunities in your mind.

"About two months" you told him.

His mouth dropped open and he blinked rapidly in shock.

"Excuse me?" he demanded. "Are you kidding?"

You shook your head, slowly grinding on him.

"Nope. There's never enough time."

Ed's eyebrows rose.

"Not even for a quickie?"

You snorted and kissed him, shaking your head, your fingers tracing the edges of his jaw.

"Not even" you mumbled against his mouth. "Which is why you should take the towel off and get moving."

Ed scraped your bottom lip between his teeth before parting just long enough to tug your shirt off over your head, deft fingers searching for your bra clasp and finding success quickly. You gasped as the support disappeared and he flicked you a triumphant grin as he covered your breasts with both hands, then dragged his thumbs across your nipples.

"You're not the boss of me" he teased. "I do what I want, pretty girl."

You cupped his jaw and drew him back to your waiting mouth, feeling his smile before it melted away into a soft sound of want. You lowered one hand down past his stomach to the top of the towel, hooking your fingers below it and tugging gently. A gentle hand wrapped around your wrist, stilling it. You opened your eyes and looked into Ed's, expectant and curious.

"Is something wrong?" you asked him; he shook his head at you. "Then what is it? Two months is ages, Edward, and I want you. Please."

His soft eyes darkened and he trailed his gaze down from your face, past the valley between your breasts, the soft plane of your stomach, and paused it on the red cotton peeking from between your thighs.

"This is too fast" he murmured. "You won't be ready yet."

You pouted, disappointed, but the pout quickly vanished, your lips parting on a choked gasp as Ed lifted your hips with his metal hand and slid the other into your underwear, gentle fingers searching for telltale wet. He sighed into your shoulder at the feel of you, but carefully pulled his hand free and shook his head slowly.

"Not ready, pretty girl" he said softly.

You sighed shakily, trying to ignore the tears threatening at the corners of your eyes, biting hard into your lower lip. But then he grasped your chin with his fingers and looked you dead in the eyes, the expression in his eyes taking your breath away.

"On your back" he ordered quietly.

Surprised, shivers quaking through you, you did as you were told, swinging off his lap and onto your back on the bed, your head hitting the worn pillow no more than a second before Ed was on his knees, the fingers of both hands yanking at the sides of your underwear. He tossed them behind him, pushed your legs up and lay flat on his stomach, his good hand reaching for yours to hold before he thumbed you open and lowered his mouth to you.

You panted and your free hand wove itself into his hair, a ponytail around your wrist. He kissed and licked and sucked at you, cautiously avoiding your most sensitive areas, even his nose barely brushing your clit as he worked you over. His sole intention was to make you as wet as possible, not to make you come; that could happen later.

You gripped his blond hair, screams building behind your teeth. It made you wild whenever he did this, but having him do it and not allow you to come was making it more difficult to cope with.

"Ed...Edward" you moaned, desperate. "Please."

He pulled away, leaning into the hand clutching his hair and faintly smiling.

"Please what, pretty girl" he murmured, leaning back down to press his lips to your inner thigh; you twitched violently.

"Get up here" you growled, tugging on his hair.

He grinned and obeyed, but not before pulling the towel away, swiping it over his mouth and dropping it on the floor. Your gaze flicked down, your jaw unhinging slightly. Two gentle fingers pressed beneath your chin to ease your head back up. Ed was still grinning.

"My eyes are up here."

You flushed and he lowered to press his lips to the middle of your forehead, your eyes slowly closing and fingers loosening in his hair. He kissed your eyelids, earning a fluttery gasp and a hand curling tightly around his automail shoulder. Ed smiled and kissed from one cheek to the other, before eventually returning to your waiting lips, parting and eager, rushing out an excited moan when his mouth brushed over yours.

"It's okay" he said quietly, rubbing his nose against yours. "I love the way you look at me."

You mewled a little in response and tipped your head back, baring your throat. Ed chuckled and reached down to ease your legs up, gasping a little when the tip of his cock bumped against you, now that nothing was in the way. He slid in easily, attaching his mouth to your throat and muffling his moan against your skin. He began to thrust immediately, enthralled.

You clung to him, already wrapped up in pleasure as his hips rocked into yours and the edges of his teeth scraped your throat.

"You're ready now" he panted against your skin. "Hey, pretty girl? You know how wet you are now? You feel me in there? Feel better now?"

His soft words fell on desperate ears and you wrapped your legs tightly around his waist, your muscles clamping around him in response. Ed groaned and pushed you up the bed, both his hands pressing down hard into the worn mattress. The stuffing threatened to burst through as his metal fingers creaked with pressure.

He filled you up neatly, the perfect stretch and pressure, his hips slotted easily against yours, each blunt impact forcing your eyes back in your head. You dragged your nails down his back and he arched, whining into your ear.

"You trying to mark me?" he grunted, lowering his head again to nip at the shell of your ear. "Don't worry, everyone knows you're mine."

Your eyes opened wide, lit up.

"Fullmetal Alchemist!" you gasped.

He lifted up to meet your eyes, his hips pulled back for a moment. You ached with emptiness immediately.

"What?" he asked.

You grinned a little dazedly, raising your hips to try and take him in again.

"I love you, tiny Alchemist" you murmured, reaching up to stroke hair away from his damp forehead.

Ed rolled his eyes, thrusting sharply back inside you, eliciting a happy moan. He soaked in your dopey smile at the feel of him plunging deep and shook his head.

"I'll show you tiny" he griped, and kissed you deeply, his tongue reaching to touch yours.

You whimpered as he pressed deep into you, pausing to grind his hips slowly in one spot, making you gasp loudly and shut your eyes hard.

"Edward Elric...Fullmetal Alchemist...I, ohh, I love you, I love you. Please don't stop!" you begged.

He smiled against your mouth before slowly trailing a molten path with his lips over to your ear, drawing a series of shivers out of you.

"I won't" he murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to your lobe. "And I love you more, pretty girl."

You rolled your eyes and intended to argue, but a slow, deep thrust inside you knocked the words clean out of your head.

"Right there" you mumbled, only just able to string the two words together. "Give me... Don't stop."

But it had been two months. Two months of being pent up, interrupted, and hung out to dry. Two months of not being enveloped in you, held close and pulsing. Ed was quickly becoming desperate, eager to drive you to the edge of ecstasy and fling himself over with you. He was hard and already leaking, eager to fill you full.

He mumbled your name, and his voice cracked at the end. He caught your attention, stilling his bruising thrusts to force your eyes open, accusing gaze fixed on his blown out brown eyes. He knew you needed him, wanted to be bullied into the creaking bed for an hour, but he just didn't think he could do that this morning. He kissed the tip of your nose and smiled anxiously, his eyes big and dark.

"I need you to come for me" he said, a little breathlessly. "You gotta come, pretty girl. You gotta come on my cock, or I'm gonna die."

Your eyes widened and you nodded quickly.

"Okay! What are you going to - oh. Oh."

He wriggled his good hand down between your bodies, his thumb landing on your clit, the rough pad sparking stars behind your eyelids as they shuttered. Your thighs hugged his hips until the pleasure became too much and your legs fell away. Ed continued moving in and out of you, his pace losing focus, becoming unsteady and uncontrolled.

He looked down at you, your whole body shaking under his onslaught, and leaned down to drag a taut nipple into his mouth, swiping his tongue over it and suckling gently. You sucked in a sharp breath before letting it go slowly, your breathing uneven as you met his liquid gaze, his mouth busy, his eyes hot.

As he worked your body into a frenzy, you felt suddenly stricken, all of a sudden aware of the knot forming in your lower belly, pulling down between your legs. It tightened with every thrust, every swipe of his thumb, every flick of his clever tongue.

"Edward..." you whimpered, warning.

He stared at you, saw your gaze turn inward, away from him. He pulled away from your breast and lowered his mouth to yours, murmuring words of praise seconds before you came apart, gripping his cock like your life depended on it.

Ed felt his eyes roll back as he sucked hard on your tongue and let go, pouring himself into you. You clenched around him again, not letting him go, and his hips jerked against you, a low moan slipping past his lips. You wrapped your arms around him and kissed his shoulder, felt him shudder again.

"Okay, pretty girl?" he mumbled, pressing his face into the damp curve of your neck.

"Mhmm" you hummed back.

Ed breathed deeply, returning much needed oxygen to his lungs. You felt him press a smile to your jaw.

"Wanna shower with me?"

Freshly showered, you and Ed met with Al downstairs for breakfast. You were uncomfortably aware of him watching you intently, and eventually, you gave up pretending to ignore him and spun, glowering.

"What, Al?" you demanded. "What is it? Why are you staring at me?"

Heavy metal shoulders shrugged.

"You're walking funny" he said. "Are you injured?"

You turned away, hiding your burning flushed face, while Ed stood off to the side, head thrown back, laughing.

Tagging: @writingmysanity

[thelaughtercafe]

Heat*

Tea Type: Milk Tea

Potential Triggers: Full nsft in this one! This is honestly just nsft with the barest bit of plot

Pairing: Edward Elric/F!Reader

Length: 1.3k+

Summary: After a heated argument, and an emotional confession, things get passionate in a much more fun way.

“I cannot believe how reckless you are! You could’ve been killed!”

You straightened at the yell, glaring right back at Ed as you crossed your arms, lips pressed in a thin line as he continued scolding you unabated.

“You’ve no place on the battlefield! You have no way to protect yourself; if I hadn’t shown up when I did-”

“Oh but it’s okay when you put yourself at risk every day?”

You angrily rubbed at the tears forming, trying to stay strong.

“I’m sorry I did something stupid and that I scared you but goddamnit at least you know how I feel every time you go charging into battle after battle! I know you’re grateful to Roy for all he did for you and Al but there are other ways to repay him! Every time you sneak out in the morning without saying goodbye and think I don’t hear you when for all I know; it might be the last time I see your stupid face!”

You were openly sniffling now and looked away in embarrassment and annoyance.

Ed was uncharacteristically silent and you suddenly stiffened as his gloved fingers brushed away the last of your tears and he cradled your face, making you look at him. His eyes were still frustrated, but there was something warm just behind them too. Still, his next words made you scowl, however soft they were.

“Promise me you’ll never do something that reckless again.”

“Can you honestly promise me the same?”

He looked down in shame a brief moment before he smiled sadly and shook his head, meeting your gaze again.

“…You know I can’t.”

Your anger was back full force and his hands on you were admittedly making you woozy so you stepped back, out of his intoxicating grip, hating how even that simple touch left you breathless.

Despite the pain that twisted your heart, you knew he was right. You smirked weakly and gave a sarcastic huff of laughter under your breath as you made your way to the door, half mumbling to yourself more than him in your anguish.

“Ha. Leave it to me to fall in love with the most self destructive brat I’ve ever met who doesn’t even drink his stupid milk-”

You flinched as just as you turned the doorknob and went to open it further a hand jerked forward and closed it again, grabbing your wrist with the other hand and flipping you to glare passionately into your gaze.

Your eyes still were teary and his own burned with the weight of his grief and all he had to do but your lips met and abruptly it was as if an inferno was birthed where an unlit match soaked in gasoline had once been.

And oh, did that inferno rage.

Once you began you couldn’t stop.

The kiss you’d craved for so long was insatiable. You couldn’t get enough. The momentary breaks for air felt inconsequential. You didn’t need air, didn’t need anything but the intoxicating, bruising kisses he delivered again and again before his lips abruptly moved to your neck and you moaned, tangling your fingers in his dirty blond locks.

It didn’t take you both long to stumble towards the bed, losing clothes along the way with grumbles and curses and giddy laughter.

It was like your relationship; rough at a first glance but sweet at its core.

A smirk adorned his lips , something primal awakening in him that took you by surprise as he pinned you down with your hand on either side of your face.

“Sure you can handle me sweetheart?”

At your dazed nod he chuckled huskily, head already ducking to heatedly meet your lips again.

“Heh. Who knew all I had to do to shut you up was make you stupid from pleasure.”

Your eyes lit at that and you playfully bit his lip, making him pull back with a hiss.

“Fucking brat.”

Ed didn’t curse often, but suddenly you were glad for it. It had way too much of an effect on you for it to be permitted anywhere but the bedroom. Just for your own sanity.

Despite his rough words and demeanor his hands were feather light as they trailed along your nude body, and you his.

“Maybe later I’ll put that eager mouth of yours to good use, but for now I think I want to make you cum for me.”

His eyes softened a tad and searched yours for any hesitancy.

“…You’re positive you’re ready?”

You softened in reaction and nodded.

“I…I wouldn’t want it to be with anyone but you. It’s always been you, all these years.”

The sweet confession that fell from your lips like honey was enough to make Ed hiss again, rushing to discard his gloves and reveal the warm skin underneath. There was a vulnerability to him showing his bare hands given all he’d done to get them. It was a sign of trust and though you’d seen them before it felt all the more intimate now.

His fingers found your clit quickly once he slid down the bed to make himself comfortable between your spread legs and you found yourself too embarrassed to look. Luckily you didn’t have to for long as you threw your head back in pleasure and moaned.

He was entirely focused on your pleasure, one hand rubbing at your clit and building you up and the other entering you one finger at a time and working to loosen your entrance.

“You have…no right to be so good at this.”

You whimpered out between pants as your fingers clenched the sheets and you arched.

Edward smirked at that and cooed, sweetly.

“Oh? Don’t tell me you’re close already?”

“What can I say? I’ve f-fantasized about you taking me more times than I can count and it’s even better.”

Your words fed his ego and only encouraged him to hasten his pace, finally making you come undone as you moaned and shook as you released all over his fingers.

“That’s a good girl.”

His sweet praise made you melt as you came down and you finally looked to where he was slipping a condom over his cock. He was a bit bigger than what you assumed was the average, nothing crazy but now that you were prepared you couldn’t help clenching at the thought of how good he’d feel inside you.

Ed couldn’t help himself and moaned at the sight.

“Eager aren’t you?”

You laughed breathlessly as he lined himself up, a playful spark in your eyes.

“Says the man hard as diamonds before even being inside~”

He chuckled and then slowly pushed in, going slow and watching you observantly for any signs of pain. When you showed none and he was in to the hilt he quirked an eyebrow.

“Got another one in you, do you think?”

You nodded, head admittedly feeling hazy from pleasure.

“As many as you can wring from me.”

He inhaled sharply at that and began thrusting, holding your hips steady as he did so and pressing hot, wet kisses wherever his lips could reach.

“Don’t give me any ideas, princess.”

It wasn’t long until you both were close- he just felt so damn snug in the best way possible and your constant clenching and sexy moans had his eyes fluttering. He hugged you close as you both came one after the other. You laid still a moment, both recovering and then he gently pulled out.

You both cleaned up and at the end of it all you were content in his arms as he held you to his chest.

“I know…you get scared when I fight. But if I don’t use my strength for the little guy who will? All I can promise is that I will always return home to you at night.”

You turned in his grip to look up at him.

“You promise?”

He nodded, serious as you’d ever seen him.

“I do.”

“Fine. I love you.”

You sealed it with a kiss and dozed off in one another’s arms.

[fairy-writes]

Hi! I saw that your requests are open, would you be down to write any Edward Elric fluff? I just love him and I really like your writing <33

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Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!

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Fandom(s): Fullmetal Alchemist

Pairing(s): Edward Elric x Reader

Word Count: 2k

Genre(s)/Tag(s): FLUFF, Female!Reader, Alchemist!Reader, mildly sexist behavior from Ed in the beginning (but he gets better)

Notes: This was going to be a songfic but instead is based on the song “Despair” by leo. But now it’s not. Mostly because I couldn’t find a website to copy and paste the lyrics from.

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Edward met you when he was twelve years old. You looked around his age and, sadly, was a few inches taller than him. You were both in Central Command and waiting for the State Alchemist Exam to start among all the other candidates. You were sat on a chair in the corner, pouring over a small pocket notebook with scribbles and writing that looked worse than his own chicken scratch. 

Of course, he only knew this because he happened to be doing the same thing.

Not because he thought you were pretty. No no. That would be preposterous!

He wished Alphonse could be there. But after they found out there was a physical evaluation, he dropped out and left the prospect of being a State Alchemist up to Edward.

The exam proctor for the written portion of the exam came out and called everyone inside the exam room. You stood, pocketed your notebook, and went inside. Your eyes caught his, and you offered a friendly smile. Edward just scowled back.

He wasn’t here to make friends. 

However, you didn’t let that annoy you, and you took your seat where you were assigned. Coincidentally, it was right in front of Edward. It was obvious that you were both the youngest two at the exam. Everyone else was middle-aged or, at the very least, in their twenties at best.

The exam proctor clapped his hands together, 

“You have two hours. Good luck!” 

Edward flew through the exam. It was reasonably straightforward, with only a few questions mildly stumping him. Most of the questions were multiple-choice, with a handful of essay questions. 

Ha. This written exam was all bullshit if the military thought this would stop him. 

Soon enough, he finished the last question in his best handwriting and turned it in to the proctor at the front of the room. He was the first one done at approximately an hour and eleven minutes. He could feel the glares as he exited the exam hall and found you sitting on a bench, pouring over your notes yet again. 

“You!” He jabbed an accusatory finger. How were you here? He didn’t see you leave! And you had been sitting right in front of him! You look up, startled like a deer in the headlights, but soon, your face smooths to that irritating friendly smile. 

“It’s you again! How did you do on the exam?” You say conversationally, and his brain stalls. 

Something about your voice makes his heart stutter. 

“Uh… what?” Edward fumbles, and you shut your book and slip it into the back pocket of your overalls, stretching your arms above your head. 

“Man, I thought it was hard! Those field questions were tricky!” You forge onward with your rather one-sided conversation, adjusting your shirt under your overalls. You wore dirty overalls, a dirty black long-sleeved shirt, and dirty rubber-soled sneakers. The left one was untied. Overall, you looked… not… very well put together. He was pretty sure you had mud smeared above your eyebrow. Hell, even Edward wore his best clothes, a button-down and some slacks, at Granny’s insistence. 

“The test was easy.” Edward eventually says, and you huff playfully,

“‘Course it was for you. But I still finished first, didn't I?” You tease, and he feels his cheeks flush.

“This isn’t a competition!” At that, you stare with your eyebrows raised,

“Not everyone becomes a State Alchemist, y’know. So it kind of is a competition.” You say, and he throws his hands up and storms away. He didn’t have time for you. He had to go back to his hotel room and prepare for the practical phase.

Edward met you next in Colonel Roy Mustang’s office.

He had just received his certification as the Fullmetal Alchemist when there was a knock on the door. Alphonse turned, his armor clanking slightly as he moved to open the door.

“Come in,” Mustang called, a grin on his face that Edward did not like. “It seems like your partner is here, Fullmetal,” he said as the door opened, and you peeked your head in.

“You!” He jumps up and points yet again. You cringe but recognize him easily enough and jab a finger at him.

“You made it through the exam!” You shriek, and he flinches himself at your volume.

Mustang quirks an eyebrow,

“You already seem acquainted.” He comments almost dumbly, and Edward grits his teeth.

“She finished the exam before me.” He grinds out, and Mustang’s eyebrow raises even higher. He leans his chin on his clasped hands.

“So this is the one who got a perfect score. You don’t look like much,” He muses, and Edward bites back a snippy retort. The fact that he hadn’t gotten a perfect score was a touchy subject. After all, he had missed one question—one!

You give a mock bow and straighten,

“Well, you don’t look like much yourself, sir.” You quip, and Alphonse stifles a laugh. Mustang sighs and mutters under his breath something that sounds suspiciously like, “Great, now there’s two of you.”  He then claps his hands together softly and looks at both of you, gesturing for you to take a seat.

“Now, Fullmetal, I’d like to introduce you to your new partner. This is the Ink Alchemist. Ink, this is the Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward Elric.” He said, and immediately, Edward spotted a problem.

“Partner? No way! I’m not working with some girl!” He snaps and sees you roll your eyes out of the corner of his vision.

“So you’re one of those people?” You sneer, and he bares his teeth.

“What’s that supposed to mean?!”

Before you two can start bickering, Mustang interjects.

“It’s under orders of the Führer himself that you two work together. So I suggest you both put aside your differences and get along.” He says, and you almost snap to attention like a dog looking at its master. Which Edward supposed, in a way, you were. 

Just like he was. 

Dogs of the military.

“So… what kind of alchemy do you do?” Alphonse said awkwardly as you and Edward scowled at each other. You three are on a train, heading toward Resembool to give Granny and Winry the fantastic news of Edward becoming a State Alchemist. But, of course, you had to tag along to “as his partner.” 

Edward was partially tempted to ditch you at a random train station. 

But he had tried that already, and it hadn’t worked. 

You perked up at the question and reached for your long sleeves. Your shirt was at least clean this time.

“Oh wow! That’s beautiful!” Alphonse gasped, and you grinned. 

Even Edward has to admit your transmutation circles are indeed beautiful. 

Extra lines swirl out from the circles themselves, decorating your arms like vines of flowers. He even spies a few doodled flowers in the bare spaces between circles. They dot your arm in varying sizes and intricacy, with the largest being the size of your palm and the smallest being almost the size of Edward’s thumb. Even the tiny ones had an insane amount of detail.

You preen under the attention but soon work your sleeves back down your arms and sit back in your seat next to Edward. 

“I designed ‘em myself! That’s where I got the name the Ink Alchemist!” you say, and when Alphonse asks more questions, you are happy to launch into a lecture worthy of his old school teacher. 

Edward has to admit… you looked really pretty when you were excitedly talking about alchemy with his younger brother. 

Admittedly, Edward’s little “crush” (though he refused to say it was one) grew bigger and bigger each day. Days turned into weeks, turned into months, turned into years. And that meant it grew harder and harder to hide from your keen eyes. You were brilliant—one of the smarter alchemists he knew—and pretty. Even though you were taller than him, he could look past that. 

Alphonse picked up on it, Winry picked up on it, and even Colonel Mustang picked up on it! And truthfully? Mustang was the absolute worst about it. He always watched you and Edward interact with a smug smile as if this was all his doing. 

And Edward had the inkling that it was that you two were paired together. Because why would the Führer pair two prepubescent teens together?

But as the two of you hit eighteen and Edward finally grew past you in height, things changed. 

It was the week before you confronted Father and his plans. 

Edward meandered away from the dying campfire and found you under the stars in a meadow. Darius, Heinkel, and Greed were all presumably fast asleep in their sleeping bags, and it was his turn to keep watch. 

They were in the middle of nowhere. Edward could spare a few minutes from night watch to talk to you.

“Couldn’t sleep?” He asks, and you jump, nearly spilling your pot of ink that was balanced precariously on your knee. You hold a paintbrush in hand and are retracing the many transmutation circles that litter your arms. 

He could never get over how pretty they were. 

“Not really. I wanted to get these redone before… y’know… everything.” You say, and he takes a seat next to you, his automail leg creaking as he does so. He hadn’t maintained it in forever, it was stiffening up. 

“We still have a whole week before the eclipse.” He reminds you, and you look up at the stars, tracing the constellations with your eyes. 

“I know, but I can’t sit here and do nothing.” You reply, and he hums, thinking back to when he first met you. 

“I’m sorry.” He blurts into the night sky and sees you frown and look at him out of the corner of his eye. 

“For what?” You ask, and he shrugs, feeling his cheeks heat up. It wasn’t like him to be so sentimental! What was wrong with him?!

He only got like this when you were around. 

“For how I acted when we first met… Ditching you at the station… refusing to work with you… And—”

“Woah, woah, woah, where’s this coming from?! We aren’t going to die next week, are we?!” You cut him off, panicked, and nearly spilled your ink again. He caught it with his left hand right as you grabbed it, and your fingers brushed. 

“I don’t plan on it… But all these years have had me thinking how awful I was to you. And for no reason other than my pride.” The words come tumbling out, and he gets more and more heated until you kneel in front of him and cup his face. 

That gets him to shut up real quick.

“You were twelve, Ed.” You say gently and he huffs, opening his mouth to speak some more when you put a finger to his lips. Your skin is soft against his mouth, and he can smell the ink staining your fingertips. 

You continue to talk unabashed,

“You were twelve, and I forgave you a long time ago. I care for you a lot. We’ve been working together for what, six years? I know I didn’t make it easy to work with me either.” You finish, and he sighs, ducking his head in embarrassment. Then, before he can stop himself, he pulls you into a tight hug. You return it immediately.

“I have something to tell you after all this is over.” He mumbles and hears you chuckle. His heart, as it always does, skips a beat at the sound. 

Maybe when they defeat Father, he can tell you how he really feels.

Instead of living in denial. 

[snowflakeanimelover]

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𓆩♡𓆪Halloween(Kisuke Urahara x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Pretend For Love(Kisuke Urahara x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Surprise(Kisuke Urahara x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Its Over(Kisuke Urahara x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Such A Tease(Kisuke Urahara x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Corset Madness(Kisuke Urahara x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Scientists Together(Kisuke Urahara x Female reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Wake Up(Kisuke Urahara x Female reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Pretend Relationship(Kisuke Urahara x Female reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Comfort(Kisuke Urahara x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Not What It Seems(Kisuke Urahara x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Secrets(Kisuke Urahara x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Son With Wood Powers(Byakuya/Inuyasha)[Short Stories]

𓆩♡𓆪A Proud Father(Byakuya Kuchiki)[Short Story]

𓆩♡𓆪Jealous Man(Kisuke Urahara x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Unknown Fate(Sosuke Aizen x GN Reader)[YANDERE]

𓆩♡𓆪Coffee Love(Kisuke Urahara x Female Reader)

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𓆩♡𓆪Home(Head Captain Yamamoto and OC)[Family Relationship]

[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

May I please have a Fullmetal alchemist brotherhood headcanon of Al Elric with an female S/O who can literally understand and talk to animals..which means she can talk and understand animals. It wasn't exactly always useful when her ability literally allowed her to hear what the animals say what they really think sometimes..it was sometimes rather rude (S/O certainly wasn't translating to Edward of when a animal said "Hey dipsh*t! You're short as hell!")

Edwards relationship with Al's S/O who understands and talks to animals.

Hi! Thank you for your request! Sorry it took a while. I realised while I was writing this that this ability would make the Nina/Alexander incident so much worse...anyway, I hope you like the headcanons!

Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist

Characters: Alphonse Elric, Edward Elric x gn! Reader (separate)

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You have the strange ability to talk to and understand animals. What does your boyfriend, Al, think of this? Bonus thoughts on Ed's reaction!

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Al loves that his s/o can talk to animals. He's very fond of all creatures so he's glad he can share that with his s/o.

He's also delighted to be able to have "conversations" with animals when his s/o is present. He would talk to them regardless but it's nice being able to hear their thoughts.

If he's looking after a kitten he's found and his s/o tells him the kitten is saying nothing but thanks, he's going to cry a bit.

It doesn't matter that he can't cry as a suit of armour, he's finding a way! He thinks it's wonderful being able to hear the animal's gratitude from them.

If an animal says something confrontational or insulting and his s/o translates for him, Al will gently chastise the creature.

In his eyes, animals are like little kids and since those things shouldn't be coming out of a kid's mouth, they shouldn't be coming out of an animal's mouth either.

Ed also thinks Al's s/o's ability is cool but more from an academic standpoint. How do they have this ability? Is it a branch of alchemy? Maybe alkahestry? Or is it something else entirely?

He will question Al's s/o a lot about their powers, trying to get to the bottom of it. If they know where their powers come from, they'll answer Ed's questions as best they can.

If they don't know, Ed's even more determined to find the answer, both for his sake and theirs.

Always wants to know what animals are saying, mostly so he knows whether to fight them or not.

If an animal insults him or makes a comment about his height…well, it's probably best if Al's s/o keeps that information to themselves…

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[pillow-anime-talk]

39 + Elric Edward (Fullmetal Alchemist) with Fem!Reader, please ! ;)

# tags: scenario; current engagement relationship; adult life; romance; drama; with fluffy ending; sfw

includes: female reader ft. edward elric {fmab}

39. Whoever asks for a kiss first – loses.

You were just knitting when Edward looked at you expectantly. Literally, if his eyesight could shoot, you would have had a hole or even two in your own head.

Earlier you two had a little fight; it was a really stupid argument about who will clean the dishes after dinner. You asked your fiancé to do it so you could start doing the laundry at that time, but Edward said he was too tired from his own work and you could do it for him. Then you replied that you do everything in this house for him and this is how the quarrel about who does what and who doesn’t, started.

So now you both were sitting five meters apart, in complete silence, preoccupied with your own thoughts and matters. On the one hand, the blonde-haired wanted to apologize and hug you tightly, promising that he would start helping you, as he should have done from the very beginning, but on the other hand, his pride didn’t allow him to do so. You also didn’t want to start speak first because you were right in a way. You always cooked, you always cleaned, you always did your responsibilities, never expecting anything in return. It was just as exhausting as Edward’s job as a State Alchemist, and you wanted some support and help with all of this; not necessarily someone was supposed to do something for you, but doing household chores together felt... sweet and family?

While making the second sock, you glanced uncertainly at the eighteen-year-old, who, as before, was still looking at you intently. You could see from his expression and eyes that he put a lot of effort to not to speak in your direction, but when you turned your sad gaze back to your hands, Ed finally gave up. Most in the world he didn’t want you to be sad or disappointed with him.

“... Umm. Y-Y/N?” He spoke softly, then got up from the brown couch, walking towards you. You looked up from the navy thread again, then raised an eyebrow gently.

“Yes...?”

Shortly thereafter, you felt a sincere, extremely warm kiss on your forehead, which made your cheeks a little red.

“I apologise for my behaviour. Today I’m going to make supper and change the bedding in the bedroom. It... It will be okay? I can also do the dishes or vacuum our house tomorrow.” He muttered shyly, and you put your crochet hook on the wooden table and rose from your seat, cuddling against his hot chest covered in a black T-shirt.

“Ed, my love. You don’t have to do everything for me, just join me sometimes and let us take care of our home together.” You answered just as quietly and shyly, even hesitantly, and he breathed a sigh of relief as he kissed you once more in the middle of your forehead.

“I’d love to, angel.”

[erza-haninozuka]

Edward Elric

R- Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc)

Ed is definitely going to take risks. At first he’d be awkward with the intimacy, but once that awkwardness is gone he will initiate it anywhere, anytime. He loves to experiment as well. Definitely becomes one of his favorite things. 

[zephyr-writes-stuff]

Edward x fem reader where reader doesn't do alchemy but is so wowed by it and has ed teach her it.

Sorry this is so late, life has been hard lately. I suck at chemistry so here are some headcanons!

Ed x Fem!Reader (Alchemy lessons)

Starts off way more advanced than recommend

Cause that’s what he and al did

You struggle at first but learn quickly

Study dates

Learning alchemy that lets you do stuff with hair

He makes you a necklace with a transmutation circle on it

Using alchemy together to mess with Mustang

Eventually, you use alchemy to make rings for your wedding

Ed continues to teach you, even after he losses his alchemy

[lady-lunaaa]

Tonic

Pairing: Edward Elric x Fem!reader

Rating: Explicit, minors do not interact

Warnings: mention of nightmare, hurt/comfort, soft smut, female receiving oral, unprotected sex, light biting, my nose kink is evident here sorry not sorry 😬

Word Count: 4k

a/n: This is my submission for the Cummunity's Tender Taboo's Collab, check out the masterlist and read all the awesome pieces as and when they come out. But please read tags as there is some extremely dark content! I went for tender so no warnings here really, except for the fact this is my first ever smut lmao. Thank you so much wife @dabilove27 for being my beta and hyping me up immensely (also for giving me a title), this would not have happened without you, I love you 💙

Lullaby:

You couldn't sleep.

You swear you had been exhausted when you and Edward had crawled into the apartment, just shy of midnight, and collapsed into bed. Ed was out as soon as his head hit the pillow, but you couldn't seem to settle your racing thoughts and let go of the day. It had been a busy one, full of research in the library and chasing up several leads on a promising case. Useless information and earlier conversations swirled around your mind in an anxious haze, and so here you were, two hours later, staring up at the cement ceiling in resigned defeat.

A few minutes ago, Ed had begun twitching in his sleep. His loose hair splayed across the pillow messily, as low murmurs fell from his lips in a jumble of words that you couldn't make sense of. It wasn't anything new. This was his nightly routine, unimaginable terrors plagued his fitful sleep, until he eventually awoke in a cold sweat. You were used to it by now, and usually slept through the minor stuff, only stirring if he jerked awake with a kick or a yell.

But tonight, was different. The terrors gripped him early and were getting worse, you could tell by the pants and groans that escaped him, and the way his head tossed from side to side. You thought it's probably why you couldn't sleep, your body so attuned to his that it knew tonight was going to be a bad one, that he would need you. You tensed as he sucked in a gasp and his breathing halted, but when he finally let out an exhale a few seconds later, you slowly relaxed and reached out a hand to find his.

Your pinky finger had just grazed his fingers when a thunderous roar erupted from his chest and pierced the stale air. The sound bounced off the bare walls and wooden floorboards, and filled up the small room. You jerked into a sitting position in total panic. The noises that left Ed's mouth were inhuman, broken, inconsolable and you wrestled with the covers, scrambling out of them to reach him.

He was sitting up now, shoulders hunched over himself, while shaky hands grabbed at his hair harshly, as if he could pull the horrors from his subconscious. You hovered next to him on your knees, breath held and heart beating wildly, as you came down from the rush of adrenaline that had spiked through your bloodstream at his shout. It was when his shoulders began to shake, and pained moans became laboured breaths, that you jerked out of your stupor and placed a gentle hand on his back, touch hesitant so as not to startle him. He stiffened, as if realising he wasn't alone, wasn't inside a nightmare of his own twisted creation, but home...in bed...with you. One touch was all it took for him to come back to himself.

His head shot up alarmingly fast and his mechanical arm reached for you just as quickly, he grabbed your upper arm in a forceful grip. The bite of cold metal sharp against your skin, goosebumps bloomed under the hold, as his other hand cupped your jaw gently. The polarising pressure in either touch was dizzying, one possessive and desperate, the other gentle and imploring. Those honey irises of his were wide, fixed on your own, and wavered as fresh tears escaped them.

"You're alive," Ed whispered, voice hoarse and thick with emotion. Your heart shattered then and there, and you placed your own hand over his in a comforting gesture.

"I'm alive," you confirmed, thumb rubbing over his knuckles in a repetitive motion.

At the sound of your voice, a whoosh of breath left his lungs and his head fell forwards, it landed on your shoulder with a thump. Your arms immediately caught him as he sagged against you, the fingers of one hand brushed through his tangled locks, while the others ran up and down his back to soothe him. His skin was clammy to the touch, sweat already drying in the cool air of the rented room you shared. Small tremors rippled through his body, from the chill or the lasting nightmare, you weren't sure. You held him a little tighter, now using a whole hand to rub along his back in hopes the friction would warm his skin.

Ed nuzzled into your neck with a hum of content and rubbed his nose against your pulse point in circular motions. He inhaled deeply as if he could breathe you in and keep you safe that way. The same mantra escaped his lips over and over as he clung to you, "you're okay, you're okay." You said it with him, willed the reality behind those words into his mind. As much as you wished that these moments wouldn’t occur, you despised the cause, you cherished them. Edward was an open and honest person, but it wasn’t often he showed this amount of vulnerability, allowed someone to take care of him. And you loved to take care of him. He often called you his ‘tonic’ for the bad dreams, a balm on his shattered heart and fragmented mind, after all the years of heartbreak and torture.

You closed your eyes tight to stop your own tears from falling, the last thing he needed was to end up comforting you, and placed your cheek on his head. You breathed in deeply, mimicking his action, and took in that familiar, comforting smell. The subtle scent of his skin, wood and musk with a hint of spiced sugar, mixed with the harsh tang of metal and sweat and the citrus of his shampoo. It was intoxicating, he was intoxicating. His smell went straight between your legs, and you struggled to keep your breathing even, especially when his touch went from blind panic to a desperate need.

His fingers stopped clutching you to him and instead began roaming insistently, over your shoulders, across the back of your neck. Hands smoothed down your back, one warm skin and the other cold metal, the stark difference in temperature and feel caused you to shiver involuntarily. The same hands slid to your front and settled over your waist, and used it as an anchor point to pull you closer to him. You acquiesced, you lifted your hips instinctively and your knees fell apart to allow him into the small space between them, ushering him in.

His mouth was molten against your skin, lips pressed open mouthed kisses down your neck, and teeth nipped playfully at the delicate skin of your collarbone, he worked every inch of flesh until it felt like it was on fire. Every sweeping touch, every heated brush of his lips, every comforting word murmured against your skin was a reminder that you were real; as if he had to make his reassurances that you were safe tangible. Your gentle fingers tightened in his hair and pulled the strands near his scalp as you made a fist, mouth falling open as your head dropped back against your shoulders.

His affections continued, the tip of his nose and plush of his lips blazing a path down your chest and between the valley of your breasts. He paused for effect- his hot breath fanned over your cool skin and drove you wild. Then, without warning, he turned and sank his teeth into the soft flesh of your under breast through your cotton slip. You gasped out his name in shock and arousal.

"E-Ed!" Your legs tightened at his waist where they caged him between you. His name on your lips was all it took for him to lose his composure, the fingers of his right hand curled into the fabric of your nightdress where it lay at your waist, and yanked. Metal creaked as fabric tore, the fibres separated all the way up, and snapped the spaghetti strap that had slipped down your shoulder. You shrieked in alarm as he used his other hand to whip the useless garment from your body and discard it behind him carelessly. Before you had time to scold him, his hands were on you again, fervent in their mission to map out your flesh.

The thumb and fore finger of his left hand found your nipple and began to tug at the already hardened bud. His mouth worked the other, tongue laving over the tip before he sucked it into his mouth. You moaned into the frigid air, now pressed flat against the bed, elbows barely propped you up. Ed continued his ministrations, eyes locked on yours, they looked like liquid gold in the dim light of the moon, darkened with lust and shadow. He looked sinful as he suckled at your breast like a man starved. Your mouth fell open in another ‘O' as heat pooled in your stomach, slick rushing to wet your slit and coat your inner thighs.

You groaned as you tried to squeeze your legs together, you sought friction, but found only the impediment of his waist. His eyelids fluttered shut, long lashes brushed his full cheeks, when your hips rose to meet his. Your clothed pussy rolled along him slowly, panties already damp with arousal, and caused his hardened member to twitch at the sensation. Within seconds he had slid down the bed, and taken your panties with him, before your legs were thrown over his shoulders. You cried out when he dove between your legs enthusiastically, no trace of the usual cocky grin he wore, too focused on your body. His nose grazed your thigh as pointed canines' bit into the flesh there. He held the action for a moment, as if savouring the feel of you between his teeth, and the sound of your breathy whines as you urged him to move elsewhere.

He sank his teeth into the other thigh for good measure, harder this time, as his composure slipped once more before he plunged his tongue into your dripping hole. You clamped around the wet muscle with a wanton moan and your fingers found his hair again. His own appreciative moans were drowned between your folds, sending vibrations of pure pleasure to your sensitive clit. You clamped your thighs around his head and rocked up into his face, you met every thrust as he fucked you on his tongue, his hands held your thighs apart so he could revel in his meal.

When your whimpers and pleas for more became a song in your throat, he slid his tongue out of your hole and up to your clit, and swirled around the bundle of nerves. You yanked a fistful of his hair and levelled a lust-filled gaze at him as you breathed out a single word, "please." He knew what it meant. All pretence of foreplay gone, he sucked your clit into his mouth and shoved two of his thick fingers into your cunt right up to the knuckles. You babbled and whined like a cat in heat, as he curled his digits deliciously, hitting that spot inside you that had your toes curled against his shoulder blades. You were so wet, his fingers squelched in and out of you as he slurped and licked at your pussy, a sinful cacophony of sex.

You were already on the brink, ready to topple over into euphoria when his fingers were ripped from you and his tongue stilled, flat on your clit. You sobbed at the ruined orgasm; your hole fluttered around nothing. Ed gave you one last flick of his tongue, you clenched in response, before he placed a messy kiss to the swollen bud. He rose to stand by the edge of the bed and pushed your legs up and out as he moved to settle between them, the rough pad of his thumb settled instantly on the skin underneath your eye, soothing the frustrated tears. You hiccupped and gasped out a breath, as you tried to get out words to let him know how much you needed him.

He only gave you a shhhhh and pressed his lips to yours sweetly, they were wet with spit and slick and mixed with the salt of your tears. You held onto him for dear life, mouths moulded perfectly to one another, tongues intertwined in a battle for dominance. The taste of your tang was on him. Your heart beat so fast you thought it might pound straight out of your chest as you lost yourself in him, the feel of his chapped lips against yours, his thumbs on your cheeks, fingers curled around your face and nestled behind your ears. The warmth that radiated from him lit you up from the inside out, as the smooth metal of his automail cooled your feverish desire.

You marvelled in the hot and cold, the hard and soft feel of him, and drew his tongue into your mouth, biting on it playfully. He moaned long and low and it went straight between your legs like a bolt of electricity. You arched up into him and swallowed his spit that was on your tongue. Your hands grabbed at his face, neck, shoulders- wherever you could find purchase-desire coursed through your veins and urged him on. He wasted no time in pulling away from you, teeth nipped at your bottom lip to disconnect the two of you, before he whipped off his boxers and lined himself up with your hole.

Your breath was ragged, so hard and fast it sounded like you'd ran a marathon, face hot and sticky. Ed's own face was flushed a deep red across the apples of his cheeks, his chest rose and fell with every stuttered breath. His hands gripped at your waist as he watched himself slide through the wet mess of your folds, rolling over your clit deliciously. You cursed under your breath and bucked into the movement, his tip caught on your hole before the ridge of his cockhead slipped past the first ring of muscle, he was ecstasy against your walls.

He made a beastly noise before he roughly pulled you onto the rest of his length, spearing your insides. The action pulled a string of cries from you as he set a brutal pace. His eyes never left the spot where you were both connected, a union of your passion. His plump bottom lip was caught between his perfect white teeth as he bit hard to control the lewd moans that threatened to spill from his tongue. Beads of sweat sprung from his hairline and rolled down his forehead as he let loose inside you. You writhed beneath him, already rocketing towards a peak you weren't yet prepared for. His cock dragged against the walls of your cunt as he pulled out of you, and hit that sweet spot over and over as he snapped his hips and plunged back in.

He felt so good inside of you that your eyes rolled back as you tried to gasp out words. This wasn't right. You needed him closer. As close as humanly possible.

You laced your fingers with his and tugged on his hand, foot pressed into his back to urge him closer. Ed snapped his eyes up to meet your lidded gaze and his expression softened in an instant. It was always so thrilling like this; you weren’t sure which side of him you were going to get. As if he wasn’t sure whether he wanted to take his time and worship every inch of you or if he wanted to be inside you immediately and devour you whole. He slowed his brutal pace, gave you a few more pumps, and placed both hands around your ankles and pulled you closer to him at the edge of the bed. You squealed and giggled as he scooped you into his chest, arm laced around your back as he crawled across the bed with you tucked to him, still inside you. Once he was situated, he sat on his knees and let you drop fully back into his lap. He groaned as your greedy walls clenched around him tightly, sucked him in. You let out a loud whimper and his cock twitched inside you, ready to spill over.

You leant into him, chest pressed to his, your nipples caught on his skin as you laced your arms around his neck slowly. Your fingers tangled in his sweaty blonde locks and scratched at his scalp. He hissed as you rolled your hips and gyrated slowly. Maddeningly slow. He huffed a breath, the hot air between you charged, laced with a tension and a magnetism that was overwhelming. You pressed your lips to his gently and smiled against his mouth, it never got old, kissing him. The feel of him, the taste of him, it was so familiar yet still so exciting. Your tongue licked at his bottom lip, requesting access.

His lips parted for you, his tongue met yours unhurriedly, for a delicately tender kiss. All the words that he wanted to voice, the emotion he wanted to express being spoken right now, in this moment with the touch of your lips and dance of your tongues. You sighed into his mouth, and rolled your hips slowly once more, as the kiss deepened and became sloppier with each second that passed. Teeth found lips, and moans met flesh, and vibrated into the hollows of who you were. Edward's hands travelled from the small of your back to cup your ass cheeks, he held your plush skin in his palms and guided you up and down his cock, giving you the support, you needed.

You let out a string of unintelligible praises and appreciations as he split you open carefully. You allowed the kiss to break as you rolled your head to rest against his shoulder, you wanted to focus on the feel of him filling you so perfectly, so completely, like he was made for you and you for him. Your rolls and thrusts became more frantic, it was a deep and animalistic feeling that passed between the two of you, despite the languid pace. Fresh kisses met his collarbone, his neck, his shoulder, wherever they could land as you whispered pretty things to him, things that made his heart skip a beat and cheeks flame. The fire that roiled in your gut became almost unbearable and you whimpered as Ed thrust into you particularly deep. His good hand left its position on your ass, allowing his metal appendage to take your weight, and touched your chin. Two fingers guided your head up so you could look at him, and you stared into those bottomless pools of topaz that only held kindness and gratitude and devotion. He leaned closer and whispered against your lips, "Touch yourself for me, I want you to make yourself come".

A shudder rippled the whole way down your body, and the noise that left your throat was purely feral as you obeyed. Your fingers trailed down his broad chest, over his sculpted abs and through the tuft of blonde curls at his base, before gliding over the space where you both met. Your fingers finally stilled on your aching and swollen clit, sparks of pleasure ignited through you at that simple touch, at the slightest pressure on your bundle of nerves. Ed smiled against your skin, his nose skimmed along your jaw before his lips brushed the shell of your ear, "Good girl."

You practically sobbed at the contentment in his purred praises, the love and adoration in his voice. You began to fuck yourself on his cock desperately, fingers dipped into the juices that leaked out around him and swirled over your sensitive bud. He rested his forehead against yours with an uncontrolled whine, damp skin stuck together, fingers laced through his once more as your joined hands fell to your thigh. You moved together beautifully, it was no longer careful or controlled but just as tender, like you were making music with every thrust, every touch, every cry. You screamed out his name in warning, as the dam of emotion and tension broke inside you, waves of ecstasy crashed into your senses and washed over every nerve. Your body was a live wire as you convulsed around Ed's cock, so fiercely that he fell over the edge with you and spilled inside you with a shout. He jerked into you sporadically, as he emptied the last of his balls into your over-sensitive pussy in hot spurts. You moaned with him, limp against his front, as your breaths mingled together with each heaving pant.

You were barely able to remain upright, thankful for Ed's secure grip on you and his sturdy frame that you clung to. You allowed yourselves to stay connected for a moment in time, as you came down from the clouds, heads full of fuzz and cotton. Then Ed lifted you up and off his cock with a lewd squelch. You squeaked in shock, "Edward!" His softening dick slapped against his stomach, and he winced before he threw you down on the pillows. You bounced comically with the action, and he grinned wickedly at you.

"You're a menace." You pouted. He laughed in that perfect way of his, the one that always had you laughing alongside him, and rolled you over so he could lay down and snuggle into your back.

"But I'm your menace." His retort was muffled, his face lost in the crevice of your neck.

"Yup. All mine." You tangled your legs with his and tightened his arm around your waist with your own. "Lucky me."

"That better be sincere,” he warned against your neck, and his voice tickled the vulnerable skin there. You giggled and raised a shoulder to trap him there, as if to silence him.

"Of course, it is dummy, besides would I ever use sarcasm on you?" Your words were mocking, but your tone was warm, affectionate.

"We both know you would...and do!" He added, as if he had almost forgotten the fact, you built your relationship on exchanged insults and merciless teasing.

"As if you’re any better,” you scoffed,” I've gotta go clean up!" You attempted to sit up, but Ed wouldn't budge. You sighed and squirmed uselessly.

"You're not going anywhere. Besides, I wanna keep my cum stuffed in that pretty pussy of yours." He smiled into your shoulder, it felt obscenely wide, you could almost see it split across that annoyingly handsome face of his.

"You're nasty." You rolled your eyes as you settled back against him and lifted your arm to grab at his face. He shifted you onto your back, so he was leant over you, his hair fell around his face in a golden curtain.

"Nah, I just wanna put a baby in you," came the husky response.

Heat rushed to every part of your body, and you gaped at him, you hadn’t expected the sincere tone of his voice and that glimmer of vulnerability in his eyes. He opened his smart mouth, but before he could finish his "Always leaving you speec-" you had your lips pressed to his own. Emotion bubbled in your chest and threatened to spill over, so you put it all into the kiss, his cheeks between your palms as you caressed underneath his eyes- his favourite act of affection for you.

You parted for a gasp of air, and he murmured against you, "I love you so much.” Your heart beat for him and the pure reverence weaved into each word. You moulded your body to his and hooked a leg over his waist to pull him closer, "I love you too. Now make me your baby mumma, daddy.”

He groaned in arousal and mock defeat, "Well, how can I say no that?"

You snorted and laced your arms around his neck as he rolled over onto you, "You can't, now make love to me, like you mean it."

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Thank you for reading! 💙

[stray-kaz]

Happy Birthday To You : an Edward Elric x f!reader drabble

Summary: Your period starts on your birthday and Ed is *the* best boyfriend ever.

A/N: Full disclosure, I only know his character from the live action, so please don't come for my throat. I like it intact. I just think he's cute.

Ed woke before you, rolled over and smiled, still sleepy, at your prone form. He reached over and tugged the blanket down past your waist, knowing the temperature shift would wake you faster. He wanted you to wake up and look at him; he wanted to feel the excitement vibrate off of you when you unwrapped his gift.

On cue, you pulled your knees up underneath you, trying to seek more warmth. His smile faded, however, when he caught sight of the red stain where you'd been lying, and the corresponding patch on your cotton pajama shorts.

"Damn it" he muttered. "Today?"

You opened your eyes to see him flying out of the bedroom, his hair messy and hanging past his shoulders.

"Ed?" you called after him, confused.

"Wait there! Do not move!" he shouted back from somewhere else in the apartment.

You grumbled and pressed your face back into the pillow, at last feeling the telltale discomfort radiating through your stomach and halfway up your spine.

"Happy birthday to me" you mumbled.

The bed jolted hard underneath you and you turned your head to see Ed on his knees, a full basket sat next to him. As you watched him, he expertly twisted his hair into its usual thick plait before leaning down to press a warm kiss to your forehead.

"I have chocolate" he informed you. "Dark, how you like it. And pads and a hot pack and -"

You stopped him by hooking an arm around the back of his neck and pulling him down to kiss him gently, shushing him.

"Thank you, Edward" you murmured against his lips.

He nodded, righting his position so he wasn't laying half on top of you. You clambered off the bed, scowling at the blood stain, and headed to the bathroom. You smiled when you saw a fresh pair of leggings and an exercise t-shirt folded waiting for you, clean underwear and a packaged pad resting on top of the small pile.

You waited for the shower water to run hot before stepping under it and turning your face up to the spray.

You stayed in the shower for longer than necessary, but when you returned to the bedroom, hair dripping onto the shoulders of your t-shirt, you were glad you did. Colourful streamers hung from the ceiling and faux glowing candles littered every flat surface, bright colours flickering on each wall. Several different blocks of chocolate lay on the blanket, a silver paper wrapped gift sitting atop the biggest.

Ed stood beside the bed, a huge grin taking up his face. He held out the waiting heat pack for your stomach, but instead of taking it, you flung your arms around him and he hugged you back gently, mindful of your pain.

"Do you like it?" he asked, bouncing slightly on his toes.

You nodded, leaning on him as you surveyed your room, decorated with love.

"I love it" you told him, scrunching your nose as you smiled at him. "And you."

Ed flushed and hooked an arm round your neck to pull you to him and kiss your cheek, mumbling the same words against your warm skin.

"I love you, too."

Tagging: @writingmysanity @elizabeth-karenina

[thelaughtercafe]

Cuddling Headcanons with Edward Elric

Tea Type: Boba

Potential Triggers: N/A

Pairing: Edward/F! Reader

Length: 180

Summary: N/A

Ed loves to be the big spoon.

I dunno if you’ve noticed this, but he’s a little protective.

Being the big spoon lets him feel like you’re not going to leave him, it’s a physical reassurance he adores.

Likes to bury his face into your neck as he sleeps, the heat and feeling of your skin against his is super reassuring.

Quietly talks of his adventures with Al in hushed whispers until you both doze off, or listens to you talk about your day.

Some days he just gets really quiet and takes in all he has that’s around him, and on those days you make sure you spend plenty of time cuddling him to ground him and remind him it’s all real and he’s safe now.

Likes to cuddle outside in a sunny spot with you on a blanket and fall asleep only to then teach you about the stars and constellations during the night.

The quickest way to calm him down from a nightmare is to hold him tightly and squeeze him until he comes back to himself.

[animebaby00]

FANFIC MASTERLIST

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As a fanfiction writer, I think it's high time that I make one of these. Hopefully this makes things easier if you have preferences <3

(Most of these are here on Tumblr while a select few are only available on my AO3 account because of length and chapter amount with links I have posted in the past. I'll provide them here as well to the full story and or chapter where appropriate according to the key below.)

Key~~~

❤️ - Romance ☁️ - Fluff

🥀 - Angst 🩹- Hurt/Comfort 🖤 - Smut/NSFW

⭐ - Character x Character (Normal and or Romance)

💕- Character x Reader 😷 - Sickfic

🧡 - Headcannons/Scenarios

💗 - Omegaverse/Mpreg 🎉- For the Holidays

🖥️ - Link to AO3 💝 - Written Per Request

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My Hero Academia

No Buts to the Pumpkin Guts (Katsuki Bakugou x Reader) - ❤️☁️💕🎉

Beach Bang (Izuku Midoriya x Ochako Uraraka) - ❤️🖤⭐💝

Photoshoots and Bathing Suits (Izuku Midoriya x Ochako Uraraka) - ❤️🖤⭐💝

I Don't Deserve It (Shoto Todoroki x Izuku Midoriya) - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3(FINAL) - ☁️🩹⭐😷

Fruit Punch - Honeydew - (Izuku Midoriya x Reader) - ❤️☁️💕🖥️

Fruit Punch - Watermelon - (Eijirou Kirishima x Reader) - ❤️🖤💕🖥️

Fuzzy Socks (Shoto Todoroki x Reader) - ☁️💕

If You Fall Back, I'll Catch You (Izuku Midoriya x Reader) - ❤️☁️🩹💕

Fruit Punch - Orange - (Bakugou Katsuki x Reader) - ❤️☁️💕

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Halloween Date With the MHA Boys + Their Favorite Candies - ❤️☁️💕🧡🎉

Breakdown, Build Up (Izuku Midoriya x Reader) - ❤️🥀🩹💕

Haikyuu!!

Waking Up Their S/O And Bringing Them Breakfast in Bed (Shoyo Hinata, Tobio Kageyama, and Koushi Sugawara)- ❤️💕☁️🧡

Fruit Punch - Blackberry - (Tobio Kageyama x Reader) - ❤️☁️💕🖥️

Fruit Punch - Starfruit - (Kei Tsukishima x Reader) - ☁️💕🖥️

I Call Bullshit (Shoyo Hinata x Tobio Kageyama) - Part 1 , Part 2 (FINAL) -❤️☁️⭐😷

Barbeques and Boundaries - (Koushi Sugawara x IBS! Reader - ❤️☁️🩹💕

Fruit Punch - Brown Pear - (Asahi Azumane x Reader) - ♥️☁️💕🖥️

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Hunter x Hunter

Fruit Punch - Cranberry - (Kurapika x Reader) - ❤️🖤💕🖥️

Fruit Punch - Plum - (Killua Zoldyck x Reader) - ❤️☁️💕🖥️

She Has Your Eyes (Gon Freeces x Killua Zoldyck) - ☁️🩹⭐

When Their S/O Accidentally Hurts Themselves (Gon Freeces, Killua Zoldyck, Kurapika) - ☁️💕🧡

Scarlet Nights (Kurapika x Female Reader) - ❤️☁️🩹💕🎉

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Yuri!!! On Ice

Footprints in the Sand (Yuuri Katsuki x Victor Nikiforov) - ❤️☁️🥀🩹⭐💗🖥️

Their Memories Live On (Yuuri Katsuki x Victor Nikiforov) - ❤️☁️⭐💗🖥️

What Makes Us A Family (Yuuri Katsuki x Victor Nikiforov) - ❤️☁️⭐💗🖥️

Golden Mornings (Yuuri Katsuki x Victor Nikiforov) - ❤️☁️⭐🖥️

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Assassination Classroom

Hair (Nagisa Shiota x Reader) - ❤️☁️💕

H-E Double Pocky Sticks (Karma Akabane x Reader) - ❤️💕

Fruit Punch - Blueberry - (Nagisa Shiota x Reader) - ❤️☁️💕🖥️

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Free! Iwatobi Swim Club

I Want You to Draw Me Like One of Your Swimmer Boys (Rin Matsuoka x Artist Reader) - ❤️☁️💕

Reasons Within the Water (Makoto Tachibana x Haruka Nanase) - ❤️🩹⭐💗🖥️💝

When I'm Lacking Your Touch (Makoto Tachibana x Haruka Nanase) - 🖤⭐💝

Our Pain is Also Our Strength (Makoto Tachibana x Haruka Nanase) - ☁️🥀🩹⭐💝

Fruit Punch - Blue Raspberry - (Haruka Nanase x Reader) - ❤️ ☁️💕🖥️

Fruit Punch - Lime - (Makoto Tachibana x Reader) - ☁️💕🖥️

Caramel Corn Cuddly (Rei Ryugazaki x Nagisa Hazuki) - ❤️☁️⭐

Fruit Punch - Purple Grape - (Rei Ryugazaki x Reader) - ❤️🖤💕🖥️

Free! Boys and Their Nicknames For You - Part 1, Part 2- ❤️☁️💕🧡

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Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood

She Was...All We Had (Edward Elric x Reader) - ❤️🥀🩹💕

The Fire Crackles and Burns (Edward Elric x Female Reader) - Part 1 , Part 2 (FINAL)- ❤️☁️🖤💕

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Black Butler

Tea and Cookies (Ciel Phantomhive x Female Reader) - ☁️💕

Sneaking Sweets (Brother Ciel Phantomhive x Sister Reader) - ☁️💕🎉

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Food Wars

Early Morning Welcome (Soma Yukihira x Reader) - ☁️💕

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Fruits Basket

I'll Hold You For A Thousand Sunsets (Kyo Sohma x Tohru Honda) - ❤️🩹⭐

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Attack on Titan

Daddy's Kisses (Armin Arlert x Pregnant Reader) - Part 1, Part 2(FINAL) - ❤️☁️💕

I'll Never Stop Waiting (Armin Arlert x Reader) - 🥀💕💝

A Gift That's Bittersweet (Levi Ackerman x Reader) - ❤️☁️💕🎉

Fruit Punch - Green Pear - (Eren Jaeger x Reader) - ❤️☁️💕🖥️

Fruit Punch - Lemon - (Armin Arlert x Reader) - ❤️☁️💕🖥️

Sex on the Beach (Drunk! Armin Arlert x Reader) - ❤️☁️💕

Fruit Punch - Black Currant - (Levi Ackerman x Reader) -❤️🖤💕🖥️

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Spy x Family

Not So Typical Morning Routine - (Father/Daughter Family Fluff) - ☁️⭐

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Demon Slayer

Fruit Punch - Kiwi - (Tanjiro Kamado x Reader) - ❤️☁️🥀🩹💕🖥️

__________________

Case Study of Vanitas

NSFW Head Cannons - Noé Archiviste x HUMAN Reader - ❤️🖤💕🧡

You can also find me on:

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[fairy-writes]

fairy's fics for gaza

hello everyone! i'm not sure anyone would even be interested or care about this but i'm OPENING REQUESTS for @ficsforgaza !! by tossing my hat into the ring, i hope to help raise money and interest for this cause!

keep in mind i'll maybe close my requests if i get overwhelmed or can't fulfill a request. i am setting the donation limit for $5 for 500 words. ofc this is subject to change (e.g. you want a shorter or longer request)

how this works!

you (the reader): send me A DIRECT MESSAGE (not an ask pls, those are reserved for regular requests) asking for a request. i will start working on your request once you've provided proof to me (with any personal info removed) of your donation to a VETTED FUNDRAISER. DO NOT SEND ME THE MONEY

me (the writer): once i have vetted the fundraiser (there is a list to choose from HERE), i will begin work on your request. keep in mind i have other projects to get done (e.g. original stories, other requests still in my inbox, etc.) so it won't be published right away.

LIST OF FANDOMS/PEOPLE I'LL WRITE FOR (these are all x reader):

Arcane: League of Legends: Viktor, Silco, Jayce Talis, Vi, Vander, Caitlyn Kiramman, Mel Medarda

Bungou Stray Dogs: Nakajima Atsushi, Nakahara Chuuya, Dazai Osamu, Kunikida Doppo, Fukuzawa Yukichi, Saigiku Jouno, Suehiro Tecchou

The Case Study of Vanitas: Vanitas, Noé Archiviste, Roland Fortis, Dominique de Sade

Demon Slayer: All the Hashira, Akaza, Kokushibo, Douma, Kibutsuji Muzan, Kamado Tanjiro (aged up), Agatsuma Zenitsu (aged up), Hashibira Inosuke (aged up)

Doctor Who: The Doctor (9th, 10th, 11th, 12th), Jack Harkness, River Song

Fullmetal Alchemist: Roy Mustang, Greed, Riza Hawkeye, Jean Havoc, Envy, Alex Louis Armstrong, Olivier Armstrong, Edward Elric (post-FMAB), Alphonse Elric (post-FMAB), Ling Yao (post-FMAB)

Grimm (NBC): Nick Burkhardt, Hank Griffin, Sean Renard, Drew Wu, Monroe

Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Toji, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento, Itadori Yuuji (aged up), Fushiguro Megumi (aged up)

Moriarty the Patriot: William James Moriarty, Albert James Moriarty, Louis James Moriarty, Sherlock Holmes, Mycroft Holmes, Fred Porlock, Sebastian Moran, James Bonde

Tokyo Ghoul: Uta, Kaneki Ken, Kirishima Touka, Kirishima Ayato (re: age), Nishio Nishiki, Tsukiyama Shuu

GENERAL RULES

i write specifically SFW. no NSFW or dark content here folks. though there are plenty of participating authors who write either dark content or NSFW!

all writing is gender neutral but can be customized to a female!reader

absolutely no exclusionists welcome. that includes anyone who is or condones racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, aphobia, ableism, islamophobia, antisemitism, or anything similar.

things that WON'T be written: nsfw/smut/spice (implied or otherwise), abusive relationships, yandere, self-harm, suicide, eating disorders, mental disorders, incest, character x character, character x oc

if you have any further questions please let me know!! i've never done something like this and it's very probable i've left something unclear lol.

feel free to check out the BLOG for more information! they also have a FAQ here!

[snowflakeanimelover]

꒰ ✎┊If there are any links that do not work, please let me know! ꒱

✦.˖ Requested ˖.✦

𓆩♡𓆪A New Alchemy(Edward Elric x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Tease(Edward Elric x Female Reader)

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

✦.˖ Headcanons ˖.✦

𓆩♡𓆪Yandere HCs(Maes Hughes)

𓆩♡𓆪Prompt HCs(Shinji Hirako/Yato/Edward Elric)

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

✦.˖ My Own ˖.✦

𓆩♡𓆪Just One Kiss(Edward Elric x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Beautiful As Can Be(Edward Elric x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪What Edward Elric Would Say As A Yandere

[thekingthatwrites]

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Request Rules

Please read these rules before requesting anything! If you do not, and send me an ask beyond my rules or against them, I will be blocking you.

Scroll to my master list to know who and what I will write for!

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Do know that sometimes I do get tired of writing, so if I just stop writing then I will get back to doing so as soon as I can, please be patient with me.

I will get to requests as soon as I can.

I do write x readers but I do not feel comfortable with writing x female readers. I will only do x Male and x GN readers but mainly GN.

If you have a specific request then please make sure to give me the details I need to write what you want me to.

This is all for fun, as I want people to enjoy my writing, so if you’re unhappy with something I write then Im sorry.

You can also request me to try and write a character from media that I have listed and I will try my best. 

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WILL DO ✅

I will do x reader, as said before.

Fluff

Angst

Gore

Hurt/Comfort

I will also write oneshots for just the characters as well.

I will also do character ships just ask!

You can also ask for more than one character

WILL NOT! ❌

Smut

Yandere

Incest

Podophilic ships

x Oc

Nor Abuse

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Fandoms I write for:

Encanto

Fullmetal Alchemist

Undertale

Homestuck

Genshin Impact

Toilet Bound Hanako Kun

Five Nights at Freddys Security Breach

Identity V Detroit Become Human Bungou Stray Dogs

The Owl House

The Legend of Vox Machina

Marvel

The Adventure Zone: Balance 

God of War: Ragnarok

Hermitcraft/Life Series

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Characters I write as:

Encanto Camilo Madrigal (Main) Bruno Madrigal Mirabel Madrigal

FMAB Greed (Main) Ling Yao Edward Elric Envy

Undertale Sans (Main) Chara Frisk Papyrus Asgore

Homestuck Karkat Vantas (Main) Jade Harley Dave Strider Roxy Lalonde Rose Lalonde Tavros Nitram Eridan Ampora Feferi Peixes Gamzee Makara Nepeta Leijon Kanaya Maryam Sollux Captor Vriska Serket Cronus Ampora

Genshin Impact Aether (Main) Venti (Main) Noelle Childe Zhongli Xiao Kaeya Diluc Thoma Beidou Xinyan Scaramouche

Toilet Bound Hanako Kun

Hanako

FNAF SB

Sunnydrop  Moondrop Glamrock Freddy 

IDV

Naib Subedar William Ellis Norton Campbell Mike Morton Luca Balsa Ganji Gupta Antonio Paganini  Robbie White (Platonic Only) Detroit Become Human

Connor Nines Gavin Reed

Bungou Stray Dogs

Dazai Osamu (Mafia and Ada)  Atsushi Nakajima Chuuya Nakahara  Akutagawa Ryūnosuke

The Owl House 

Hunter (Main)  Gus Porter Willow Park Amity Blight Luz Noceda Raine Whispers King Darius  The Collector 

The Legend of Vox Machina

Percival De Rolo Vax Vex Scanlan Shorthalt

Marvel

Steven Grant Mark Spector Peter Parker (Tom Holland)  Doctor Stephen Strange Tony Stark

The Adventure Zone

Barry Bluejeans Lup Tacco Taako Tacco Kravitz Magnus Burnsides Lucretia Davenport Angus Mcdonald (Platonic) Lucas Miller  Duck Newton Minerva Aubrey Little Ned Chicane Dani Indrid Cold Amber Gris Devo La Main Oksana

God of War Ragnarok

Kratos Atreus Sindri Tyr Thor Baldur Fryer

Hermitcraft Impulse Skizz Grian Scar Tango (?) Bdubs Etho (I Can TRY some others)

Thank you for reading!

[edward-elric-wife]

Nightmares

Hey this is my first time writing a fanfic with the thing of reader... Being this Edward Elric x reader. Female reader, so I'm sorry for the male fans disappointed. Please don't be cruel with my English TwT.

Also this is based in FMAB.

Genry: Fluff, hurt-comfort

Word count: I'll do that later TwT

Summary :

You are a friend of Ed an Al, although you don't actually travel a lot with them whenever you can be with them and help them, you do so. You're very good with alchemy (maybe you're at the same level as Ed and Al, but you're not a state alchemist).

When the Elrics finally return to east central they visit you, since you were in town.

This takes places after Ed went with Lieutenant Riza to ask her about the Ishvalan war. While Al is with Mei and Dr. Nox

Warning:

This fanfic maybe be triggering for some people for the details of nightmares, PTSD and emotional pain.

(y/n) = your name

(h/c) = hair color

(e/c) = eye color

(s/c) = skin color

(s/t) = skin texture

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It was late at night, and by with your luck you had to stay in the same room as the Elric brothers. It had been a very crazy day since the said alchemists (which you haven't seen in while) had just arrived the city, you were supposed to be staying in different rooms but in the same hotel. Unluckily (or maybe not) all the rooms had been booked.

So there you were, laying at night, in a bed next to Ed, you weren't exactly laying with Ed, it was just that your bed was next to Ed's. Al had gone out to pay a visit to Dr. Nox. It wasn't so late, but Edward had already fallen asleep, although he had refused to tell you a lot about his trip he had at least talked to you about his progress with his goal.

(Y/N) was laying on her back, just enjoying the soft snore of Edward, and his breathing, unsure and unable to fall asleep, she turned her head in order to watch the sleeping figure of Ed. After a few seconds she looked averted her (e/c) from him, she just didn't wanted to wake him, he had probably had a rough trip, and he needed to rest.

Making up her mind (Y/N) softly pushed the covers from her, as she sat on the bed she took her (f/c) sweater so that she wouldn't get sick, and the (e/c) color girl covered her back with the sweater and with a swift yet quiet movement she put her black boots on.

Tip toeing and every few seconds looking back at Ed, (Y/N) walked out of the room to grab a cup of water, although the water was probably gonna be cold, she didn't mind. She thought she could keep the water a few seconds in her mouth before swallowing it.

After filling up the cup, the young (h/c) hair looked at the empty and dark room, only filed with the soft light of the moon, giving the room a soft blue color, it remembered her of her home. When (Y/N) was about to drink of her cup she a muffled noise coming from whom she supposed was Edward. Leaving the cup in the coffee table she moved to Ed's bed, just in he had waken up, to her surprise he hadn't. Thinking she had imagined the sound, the (s/c) turned on her hills, but as soon as she turned Ed made another noise. This time she was sure she had hear something. Turning her head to watch him, the girl realized Ed's face was scrunched, his golden brows were frowned and his jaw was clenched so tight she worried about the pain he'd probably have later. Unsure of what she could do, she just turned complety to face his bed and walked up to be closer to him.

She got more worried when Ed started to mumble some words that weren't completely clear.

"Ed?" the girl said in a bearly audible whisper, not wanting to scare him more, but her words didn' t seem to reach him, as he seem to just get even more lost in his dream. The young girl kneeled beside Ed's bed.

"Edward" she said still in a whisper but more audible than before, a bit unsure the girl raised her right (s/c) and slowly placed it in Ed's forehead "wake up" she said and with gentle movements she started to kinda massage his forehead and part of his golden bangs, he frowned even more. "Please, wake up" she repeated and with her free hand she softly touched his shoulder "it's just a dream" with those words she lean closer to him, hoping her words would reach him and wake him from whatever nightmare he was having.

After a few seconds Ed opened his eyes, (Y/N) frowned a bit when she noticed the look on his eyes, his golden eyes were filled with fear, maybe sadness and regret.

"Are you okay?" she said still in a whisper, and she moved her hand of his forehead, afraid he would push her away. A few seconds passed and Ed didn't said anything, his eyes were on hers, after a brief moment he sat on the bed and pulled (Y/N)'s hand, holding tight between his left hand.

"It was just a dream" he mumbled.

"Do you want to..." before the girl could complete the phrase Ed had pulled her into a hug. To be honest he had never been good at talking his feelings, he was better at actions.

(Y/N) understood what he meant with the hug and she returned it to him, her arms wrapping around his neck.

"thanks for waking me" he said, she smiled softly

"every time you need it". He let a muffled word that she didn't quite understood, but she didn't need to. She was going to be there with him, till his nightmare came to an end.