#fmab Fuhrer Bradley

[roguephoenix1]

Ok I need some fanfic recommendations for these please!!

Fullmetal Alchemist

-Wrath/Fuhrer King Bradley x Female OC romance fanfic that’s rated M because that man is just way too hot and there’s barely any fanfics out there 😭

-Greed x Female OC romance Rated M

-General Miles x Female OC romance rated M

-Jean Havoc x Female OC romance rated M

-Scar x Female OC romance rated M

-Edward Elric x Female OC romance rated M

-Solf J. Kimblee x Female OC romance rated M

I’ve gone through FanFiction.Net, here and a bit in AO3 and there’s not much out there. 😕 I don’t mind smut in the stories I read (hence the reason why I want rated M stuff) but I would like to read something with some plot too. Part of me is debating just writing of some of these myself, but I don’t have well developed plots in mind lol

[aauugghhhh]

Like father like son.

[alethianightsong]

The quiet lore and worldbuilding of Fullmetal Alchemist

I read the entire manga & it's never infodumped why prosthetics are so commonplace. We learn that Amestris is a martial country always at war. We know that war creates cripples. We know that war creates innovation. If Fullmetal Alchemist was a western work of fiction, a character woulda flat out stated, "Amestris heavily invested in prosthetics cuz it was more cost-effective than training new soldiers to replace all the ones who lost limbs fighting." The writer simply lets us draw that conclusion from all the details she set before us. In our world, soldiers who lose limbs get a cheap replacement and discharged. In Amestris, they give you a new limb almost as good as the old one, a little physical therapy, then send you back into the fray to fight some more.

[wreedenthusiast]

[emmikay]

Bradley: I’m not a blackmailer.

Bradley: If you tell anyone I am, I will murder your mechanic.

[carnirat]

Rewatching brotherhood and at ep 26 I was thinking, Bradley and Ling end up paralleling each other a lot.

They both become homunculi in almost the exact same way: the stone being added into their bloodstream. They are both the twelfth in line: Ling being the twelfth prince of Xing, determined to become Emperor and Bradley being the twelfth candidate, determined to become Führer. Yet Ling was more successful, truly more capable for such leadership as almost all the souls in Bradley's philosopher's stone were burnt out, leaving him incapable of regenerating like the others, but Greed still ends up with the ability to regenerate in Ling's body.

[anomaly-hivemind]

Our Choice || No. 8 King Bradley/wife reader

Kinktober Masterlist

Warnings: Breeding,breeding kink,rough sex, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, overstimulation,impregnation, missionary position, mating press, kinktober 2023, pre-existing relationships

Word Count: 1200

Note: Takes place about twelve years before the start of the story.

You were sitting in your office when Fuhrer King Bradley stepped into the closed door, without knocking. Eyes drifting upward to look at the mustached man with a half smile. He had a determined look on his face as he stared back at you.

“Hello Fuhrer Bradley, sir,” You stood and gave the man a bow.

“Must you be so formal?” Bradley sighed and crossed his arms.

“You are the Fuhrer, and I, just a measly civil servant~” You said, pressing your arm to your hand in a dramatic fashion.

“Yet,you are my wife” He said while leaning on the doorframe.

“Hah, you’re no fun. So what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?”

“Direct order from Father, it’s time for you to perform your wifely duties,” Bradley said as he put his hat back on.

“Oh… well I’ll see you tonight,”

You had been anticipating this night since you and King Bradley had gotten married. You had found out he was a homunculus when you saw under his eye patch. Maybe it should have turned you away but it did the opposite.

“You should get ready to head home, get ready.” Bradley saw before turning to leave.

Gathering up the last bits of your paperwork you placed them into your drawer. Grabbing your keys to lock your office you head home as you were told.

Did you have a thing for the dramatics… maybe but tonight was going to be romantic. The Fuhrer would like all the sweet candles, the dim lighting and the pastel colored lingerie set you had put on right after a nice rose bath.(well the last part was for you but still.) Now you were just sitting on the freshly washed egyption cotton bed sheets.

Your eyes gain weight, Body feeling heavy while laying against the plush pillows; Sleep quickly starts to overcome you. An unknown amount of time passess when the sound of the door jingles. Stirring you a bit, shifting your head to the faint sound. Fuhrer Bradley stepped into their shared bedroom.

Bradley walked over to you, eyes trailing up and down your partially exposed body. He moved his hands across your stomach slowly. You hum while still stirring from your nap as Bradley’s hands roamed across your torso.

“Look alive dear, this is the start of a long night,” Bradley said. As he bent, his breath tickled your ear and his voice low and sensual sent shivers down your spine.

“Sorry dear, I didn’t mean to fall asleep.” You push the resilient pull of slumber away the best you could. Eyes trained on the sight of Bradley unbuttoning his shirt, his shoes long gone.

He carefully placed the shirt into the laundry basket,then he sat next to you. Scooting over beside you, he drapes his arm on top of yours and pulls you closer. Heartbeat pumping faster with anticipation.

You could already see his growing erection through his work pants. you were fully awake now and starting to get turned on by the second. Leaning into him, you give him a smile.

“Do you like my outfit?” You place a finger mall kiss on his cheek. His warm hand rubbing up and down on your side.

“It's cute, but I would have preferred you wearing nothing at all.” The Fuhrer mumbled against your skin as he kissed your neck lightly. He then snaked his hand to the clip to her bra to undo it.

His eyes were set on your supple breasts, kneading one in his hands. Your mouth opens a bit but little sound escapes it, aside from a small squeak.

Bradley rolls your tender nipples in between his rough fingers, to which they quickly grow erect. He moved his head to place a kiss on your breast, before running his tongue on it. His soft kisses turned to open mouth frenching and licking then that turned into sucking and even biting. You let out a moan as your hand ran through his head.

He moved to take off your lingerie bottoms, you shiver and watch him. Bradley let out a sharp breath, running his thumb on your folds.

“You’re such a filthy woman, already soaking wet,” Bradley said, slipping two fingers into your dripping cunt.

“F-uck~” You cried out, your hips bucking into Bradley’s large hands. He curled his fingers within her as he thrust his digits in a slow pace. He was kissing her here and there as rubbed her clit.

He slips out his boxers in quick motions as he starts to stroke his erections with his other hand, matching the slow pace as his fingers plumbing in your wet walls.

“Can I?” you looked down at the size of him, wanting to suck him off.

“Maybe another time dear, I need to save all my seed for this beautiful cunt your yours.” He lifts your chin so you are looking up at him. Bradley gives you a quick peck, before moving you down on the bed where you were laying down and gets in between her legs.

Lining himself up with your fat cooch, Bradley’s hips snap against yours as he starts with a brutal pace.

“Ah- ah- A- oh fucK~” You cried out, the sound of for flesh snapping against eachother filling the bedroom with lewdities.

He starts to thrust into you with a slow and even pace. Rocking his hips as he held your thighs in his hands. He lets out a faint groan from his movements. Your eyes shut as you let out shaky moans.

“I want you to look at me dear.” he places a kiss on your cheek as he pulls your chin down to look at him. You do your best to keep your eyes on him as he thrust into you with his rhythmic pace that was starting to get faster.

He let out groans as he rocked his hips deeply inside your cunt. He pulled your thighs further apart as he started to pound at your g-spot. He leaned closer, making your legs get closer to your own chest. Bradley’s movements made your walls tense and flutter as you started to fall off the edge of a climax.

“Ah~” you let out another moan as you clench around King Bradley’s cock; your walls sucking him and pulling him deeper, the veins of his dick were rubbing you in all the right places. Your legs become shaky as you reach a climax.

The Fuhrer didn't let up, in fact he started to hit into you harder. Forcing your legs closer to your ears and basically hovering above you. Your…everything was basically shaking, whole body quivering as your husband abused your wet glistening soaking and dripping pussy.

“Can't wait for this beautiful body of your to be caring for our kin.” His breathy voice muttered into your neck. You cum with another shaky cry.

“Too much- ha it's too much-“ you wrapped your weakening legs on his hips.

“You'll be fine my dear, just hold out a bit longer my dear.” His movements got a bit more sloppy as he got closer to finishing.

Hot tears rolled down your face,the pleasure was overwhelming. After a few more deep thrust the Fuhrer’s releases his hot sticky man goo into your cunt.

He pulled out and the cum leaked onto the bed sheets, yet Bradley pushed some of the dripping cum back into your stuffed hole so as to not waste his precious seed.

You let out a whimper as Bradley’s thick fingers slip into you.

“You can’t quit just yet dear , we have to make sure you’re pregnant and I still have a whole lot left in me.”

You were diligently sweeping the floor when you heard the front door unlocked.

“Welcome home,” you turn to face him at the door, giving him a smile as he gets closer.

“You’re supposed to be on bedrest,” King Bradley said with a sigh.

“I Know but I just couldn't help myself, I get bored being in bed all day. ” You give him a sheepish look, You rub your stomach tenderly. “If I let my body get weak then our baby will be weak as well, and we can’t have that can we.”

“No I suppose not” he nods and helps sit you down in the chair carefully.

“So I was thinking of names and if it’s a boy, about the name Selim?”

Thank you so much for reading and thanks to @cafekitsune for the banners.

[snugboatthe2st]

So my girlfriend finished FMAB and I think she liked it

[optizcool]

does anybody else see the resemblance or am i actually losing my mind.

[derseprinceoftbd]

Attempting to sketch out an O.C. more interesting version of Sloth; want to know a question.

[stevviefox]

And I like it!! I have no clue about Full Metal Alchemist but this post makes me wish this was a real ‘Day’.

Happy Meat Day!

Meat Day

Q8: Popular in Amestris, what is the day and month of “Meat Day”?

A: November 29th     B: February 9th

C: March 10th   D: Sig’s Birthday

B: February 9th

Column: By the way, it’s a play on the words ‘MEAT’ and ‘MEET’, and means ‘a day to go and meet meat’.

- Perfect Guidebook 2, pages 98 & 167.

–

The word for 2 in Japanese is ‘ni’ (二) and the word for 9 is ‘ku’ (九) so together as 2/9 they make ‘niku’, the word for meat (肉). The sentence about going to meet meat is more wordplay in both Japanese and English, as it is written as “niku ni ai ni iku hi”, with ni iku (に行く), ‘to go’, being similar to niku as well.

The other answers are puns too. 11/29 is 1 1 2 9, i i ni ku, ‘good meat’ (いい肉) and 3/10 is mii to, ‘meat’ in English (ミート).

So basically,

Happy Meat Day!

[temsiik]

Thought of a dumb joke while watching FMAB. And now I decided that a short oneshot was the best way to deliver the punchline which, in all honesty, is probably okay-at-best. The deed is done, at any rate:

"For Amestris, it was perhaps the most important date in recent history. An alchemical experiment amost claimed the lives of everyone in the country, high command nearly succeeded in usurping power, and did succeed in assasinating Fuhrer Bradley. This led to Commanding Officer Grumman being appointed to the position, which brought on a multitude of radical reforms.

For a certain Drachman border guard, it marked the day he made a very important change in his life."

(also tagging @summergoodwife, who asked me to in the FMA community)

[henrikque-art]

Fuhrer King Bradley - FMAB oh i love this mf. ngl

[wreedenthusiast]

My top ten favorite FMAB characters!

10. Wrath/Fuhrer King Bradley

9. Jean Havoc

8. Winry Rockbell

7. Alphonse Elric

6. Ling Yao

5. Edward Elric

4. Von Hohenheim

3. Roy Mustang

2. Greed

Riza Hawkeye

[marcillemon]

Either someone needs to draw this or I’m just going to assume this is Major Armstrong’s Drag persona

we were robbed of big booty alchemist 💀 fma could have been great but alas(s)

[emmikay]

Bradley: Your smile looks forced.

Mustang: It is.