fullmetalwritings

[fullmetalwritings]

How’s your fmab rewatch going?? I’m currently on episode 31 of my annual rewatch and need someone to shriek to cause I have IDEAS

I’m also about 80 pages into a fmab story but I’m worried no one is going to like it. Any tips?

I think I got to about episode 20 before my wife accidentally got me binging a whole new series (Bleach, specifically) but I’m always happy to talk about ideas and FMA centric stuffs! Shriek to me about whatcha got friendo!!

As for tips, I can’t really offer anything that wouldn’t be suuuuper generic, but my biggest piece of advice is largely just to post what you have and to try and find happiness in your own work—people will be able to feel and sense that passion and, given time, you might get yourself some fans who really enjoy the premise!

Speaking from experience as someone who writes a lot of niche stuff, it’s better to focus on how much you love writing the story than how much other people will react to it—though I know that can be tremendously hard to do at times (also speaking from experience) >w>;;

If nothing else, I’d love to hear about your story! Send me a link if you do post it anywhere and I’ll definitely give it a read c:

#fma #notwriting #fmab #ask

[fullmetalwritings]

The unstoppable urge to write readerxMcDougal vs the immovable need to write OCxMcDougal, both are tempting and neither can win, especially since I’m on episode 19 of my FMAB rewatch and I’m busy trying to figure out how the HELL him being alive changes any of the on-screen events

Meanwhile, I am still on my bullshit and gandering through my ask box to see if there’s anything catching my interest to write. Do YOU have a request for me? Toss it my way!

#notwriting #rambling #isaac mcdougal #fmab #fma

[fullmetalwritings]

Hey! Sorry to bother you but if your asks are still open, could you write a drabble for Kimblee with a male, state alchemist reader? (If you want to go more specific, he is called the Blood Alchemist because he can control the blood inside of a human being so he can control the body. He was used in wars many times before, but he hates gore. If you want you can change his title, I just forgot what it was supposed to be initially when I wrote him lmao)

When he looks at you, it’s more like that of a predator than that of a man. His gaze is as sharp as a knife. Between that and the pristine white suite that he wears, you couldn’t be more certain of the man’s identity even before he gave you his name and asked for your own in turn.

“Oh,” he murmurs, recognition seeping through his expression. “So you’re the Blood Alchemist. I’ve heard of your… work. Your record in the war was very interesting.” His eyes linger on your face for a few moments before he takes in a breath and crosses his arms. “Not a single casualty connected to your name and yet you excelled on every mission you had been assigned.”

You’re not quite sure what to say to him at that, even if what he’s telling you is only the truth. It’s not as if any of your missions had been kept a secret—no more than any other State Alchemist at the time of the Ishval Civil War. But your skills, so unlike that of your peers, had been put to a very unique form of use. Sure, you had not been the direct cause of death for countless innocent lives, but your puppeteering had certainly pushed more than a few into the direct sight of a sniper.

Kimblee seems to take the silence with continued interest, eventually deciding to take a seat across from you on the train heading towards Central. You had almost hoped that he would have passed you by entirely, but his familiarity with your face (something that most alchemists from the war seemed to have) was the downfall of such yearning for a peaceful ride home.

“I don’t want to talk about that,” you finally say. “I never wanted to be a tool in the first place.”

“We were tools the moment that we signed up for the military,” Kimblee argued, tone oddly soft for the harshness of the truth in his words, “and like it or not, there’s some pride to be taken in your skills. A man like you shouldn’t forget how much time and effort went into the research of your alchemy.”

“Research that killed hundreds,” you say, turning your eyes sternly out the window. “…Perhaps even thousands, or even more.”

“True enough.”

Kimblee doesn’t seem all that deterred, but he drops the subject without fanfare, his own eyes finally falling from you and towards the window overlooking some rolling hills and grasslands. For a few minutes, the silence is blissful—you even wonder if he might get up and leave you be. But of course, the man is nothing if not curious (and always had been in the few times the two of you had crossed one another), and finally turns back to look at you with a smile like that of a snake. Hungry. Dangerous.

“So tell me,” he says all too casually, resting his chin on his hand against the window, “what business does a man like you have in Central?”

This… is going to be a long, long train ride.

#writing #fmab #fma #solf kimblee drabble #drabble #sfw #sfw writing #sfw drabble #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #fullmetal alchemist #kimblee #kimblee drabble #i don’t normally do overly detailed requests but gonna admit this one kinda called to me #and i just love kimblee too sdfsdflss

[fullmetalwritings]

May I ask if u can write about Isaac Mcdougal in FMA Brotherhood episode 1 character with SFW and NSFW headcanon and what did he do before he resign from the military?

Before he resigned from the military, Isaac was a specialist in liquid-based alchemy—water, to be precise, though he had put in a lot of time and effort into the understanding of many other elements and materials in the same category. Though he understood the basics of western alchemy, much of his knowledge was based in the lesser-known eastern teachings of alkahestry. By learning both forms, Isaac was able to broaden his understanding of how materials can be manipulated at their molecular level—changing not only the physical shape and chemical structure of a material, but the form as well: solid, liquid and gas. This allowed him an incredible amount of flexibility as he honed his skills and eventually specialized into using water-based alchemy that was also fundamentally based on alkahestry knowledge.

Unfortunately, Isaac wasn’t able to further his research into the medical uses for his water alchemy; shortly after he had graduated from the Amestris Military Academy, he was forced onto the front lines of the Ishvalen Civil war by King Bradly’s decree of Order #3066. His skills were recognized for their combative potential and, though he had never wanted to see that side of his research, Isaac learned first-hand how deadly his liquid-based alchemy could be—humans are 70% water, after all.

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As a person, Isaac McDougal is a relatively kindhearted individual. He believes in fairness and truth most of all, having been born and raised in a relatively small town. He even at one time had seen the Amestris military as an example of all the positive traits he thought everyone should have, and had decided to join the first year he was able to do so. His interest in alchemy was also something that had begun early, largely from what few books could be found in the library of his hometown and the rare individual or State Alchemist that had passed through.

At his heart, Isaac McDougal believes there is a lot of good to be found in using alchemy as a tool—he never even considered that it could be used as a weapon until the Ishvalan Civil War. Most of his research in the military academy was actually medical, though he never had plans on going strictly into the Medical Corps of the military and instead kept his career relatively broad (as he was never a fan to the sight of blood, to be honest).

Isaac is… not all that good with jokes. He’s a relatively blunt man after all, and his humor is fairly dry and straightforward. Most of his social skills are much the same; he prefers to be frank with people and would prefer that they are the same to him. It’s actually one of the character traits that made the military such a pleasing option to him, since he hated the social ups and downs of staying in his small hometown where he otherwise would have had to deal with the few rich families living there that practically kept it afloat.

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NSFW content below the cut

As a lover, Isaac is a fairly dominant individual. It’s not to say that he can’t be swayed to be submissive by any means, it just means that he’s not liable to do so for anyone that he doesn’t wholeheartedly trust. He naturally likes to be the caregiver in most situations, the take-charge kind of man who tries to act suave even when he is, in reality, a bit of a dork at heart. Expect a lot of attempted dirty talk if he is ever going to try to take someone to bed, even if his lackluster ability at humor may leave the moment a little awkward—once he gets to know a person, it certainly gets a lot easier for him.

When in bed, Isaac is relatively quiet—someone could even think that he is either purposefully being silent or simply not enjoying himself, though a bit of familiarity would lead that same person to notice that he shows his pleasure in other ways, mainly though body language. Tensing muscles, holding his lover tight against him, scrabbling at the sheets or even his breathing getting labored or quick and shallow are only a few ways to read when he is enjoying himself. The only time that he would ever really make a noise is when he climaxes, though that is typically just a cut-off curse or simply the name of his lover.

#fmab #fma #isaac mcdougal #fullmetal alchemist #writing #headcanon #isaac headcanon #isaac mcdougal headcanon #spicy #spicy writing #spicy headcanon #but also a lot of not spicy stuff

[fullmetalwritings]

im rewatching FMAB this week and dang, i had no idea greed was so hot

That’s the Biggest Mood(tm)!! I try to re-watch the series every other year at least, and I too am coming due for it (hence why there hasn’t been a lot of content here in a while, been in other fandoms). I feel like there’s always something new to experience whenever I watch it again, but Greed will always be a sexy, delicious constant I can depend on with my life

#notwriting #ask #just the reminder of its existence is enough to titilate my interest #must....see my husbands again.... #Anonymous

[fullmetalwritings]

OMFG I JUST REALIZED YOU'RE THE SAME PERSON THAT RUNS THE DETRIOT BECOME HUMAN IMAGINES BLOG just when i thought i couldn't love you and your writing more

🎉 Well hot damn then, surprise!! 🎉 :D

I mean I can’t call myself more surprised than humbled, really--when I have nearly a dozen writing blogs across a variety of fandoms, I’m bound to be a familiar face around the reader-insert community ;w; 

#ask #ask general #notwriting #Anonymous

[fullmetalwritings]

Found you from AO3 and I just binge-read EVERYTHING on this account haha. Are you still working on those fics from the poll a little while back by any chance? Greed/Ling/Greedling are my absolute favorites too, can't wait to read more of your writing for them! I love your writing and your headcanons!

Thank you!

I’m not working on them currently, unfortunately! I’ve hopped over to a different fandom for the foreseeable future, but I most likely will be working on those fics when I inevitably jump back into FMA again, it’s a pretty regular fandom for me c:

If you wanna see the other writing blogs I run in the mean time (maybe I’ve written for another loved fandom!) I have a list you can check out here!

#ask #ask general #notwriting #Anonymous

[fullmetalwritings]

Well, if it is alright with you (and you can take as long for it as you need as well of course), I'd love to see more content on Human Older Alphonse, with maybe some making out headcanons (sfw and nsfw, if you'd like) with a female s/o? He always makes me very happy ;u; Thank you a lot in advance! And goodluck with your patreon page as well!

Alphonse is a gentle person, and it goes to show in almost everything that he does. Everything from living to loving; he does so with a gentle passion that one only has after experiencing life without a physical connection like he did. With several years of living as a soul in a suit of armor, he treats those he loves with a gentle hand, and his partner would be no different. If anything, he would cherish them moreso than some--life is precious and easily taken away after all.

When he kisses, Alphonse does so passionately, with refreshing exuberance--every kiss feels like he hasn’t seen you for years, every hug like he’s missed you for ages. He kisses with his whole form--his lips on yours, his arms around your body, his attention all-encompassing the moment and only the moment of you two being together. 

While it would be easy to see Al’s passion and think him childish and lacking detail, it would be a stranger’s mistake on his character. Alphonse is a scientist after all, an alchemist who’s curiosity and attention is nearly unmatched in everything that he does. 

He is just as apt to notice a discrepancy in a book of research as he is the sour note in your greeting, the twinkle in your excited eyes, or the near-silent gasp of breath when his fingers press against the right spot on your body in the intimate moments of moonlit nights.

With a partner, Alphonse may not realize that he wants to make up for the many years he lost as a soul in a suit--make up for the comfort, the desire to eat, the desire to sleep, the hugs, the pain, everything that makes up the human experience. As he grows older, he learns that this also applies to the bedroom--he wants to experience so much intimacy with you, so much passion--he doesn’t want to miss a moment that he could be kissing you, loving you, having you against him and enjoying the sounds you make. He is, after all, a gentle and passionate sort of person.

#headcanon #nsfw #nsfw headcanon #alphonse headcanon #adult alphonse headcanon #Anonymous

[fullmetalwritings]

I fully understand if your patreon gets the most attention, as an artist I would prioritize that as well ^^ but unfortunately, I lack the finances at the moment to send in something there, which is why I asked to be sure if requests on here were still available. I'd love to send you something for inspiration to write, but understand it as well if you prefer not to do them for free ^^ I enjoy rereading your content a lot too

You can still send them into the askbox anytime! I absolutely try to avoid paywall any of my writing and didn’t mean for it to come off that way, it’s simply a matter of prioritizing for those who want to and have the financial means to be a patron is all c: 

Regardless, the askbox for almost all my writing blogs, including this one, is almost always open, it’s simply a matter of how long it will take for me to get the ‘oomph’ to write it, which apparently is a chaotic little bug I can never really plan with–so go crazy if you got some ideas for me!

#ask #ask general #notwriting

[fullmetalwritings]

Hello, I was wondering if you were still accepting requests?

Yes and no! Though I would never turn down a request, I’m currently leaning less into FMA in the moment and more into the Mass Effect series (the writing blog I have for that is masseffectwritings). You’re more than free to send any requests though!

I do have a patreon that I’m trying to gain traction on, and I do take requests from patrons as a higher-priority (if I get any requests from them), but it’s still rather small at the moment. 

While hat is another way to offer requests, I have so few patrons at the moment it would probably get the same love requested one way or the other c: 

(Especially if its Greed or Kimbly! Don’t mean to play favorites on the blog, but, well, I love them)

#ask #ask general #notwriting

[fullmetalwritings]

just wanted to say i just found your blog and i am so blessed that i did. theres barely any fanfic out there for fma (let alone peeps like greed who i'm in love with) so i thank you a thousand times over!!

Thank you so much! It is unfortunately a fandom that, while loved, didn’t prosper during the internet era now of reader-inserts and headcanons/imagines, and I’m more than happy to create what I can for it–it’s by far my most favorite anime and manga c:

#ask #ask general #notwriting

[fullmetalwritings]

Hey I just wanted to say your writing is amazing and I enjoy it so much!!

Thank you so much! Though I know activity on this blog has been pretty slow since I’ve gotten back into Star Wars, I appreciate all the peeps who enjoy the stuff I put on here c:

#ask #ask general #notwriting #Anonymous

[fullmetalwritings]

I feel this is a little niche and I’m bringing this up here because Roy lol but I really dig like, the specific scenario of like wearing skirt and receiving oral while in the skirt so like the giver is just chilling under the fabric ?? I feel it’s an under appreciated one of those things where you Know what’s going on but you’re not explicitly seeing it ?? My explanation just make sense but ORAL UNDER A SKIRT alright I’m outtie

I don’t know if it’s a niche thing, but it’s definitely underappreciated! I feel very much the same way with the idea, to include things such as oral-from-under-the-table/desk, or the ever classic oral-from-beneath-the-blankets. There is definitely a heightened sense of sensitivity and pleasure that comes with not being able to see what’s going on, which is also why some people are super into wearing blindfolds! :3c

#ask #nsfw #nsfw ask #notwriting #Anonymous

[fullmetalwritings]

Your writing is so good!! Keep up the good work!!

Thank you so much! I’m happy that you guys enjoy my writing--the fandom sure needs some more readershots (I...haven’t actually seen any imagine blogs for FMA? at least none with my odd preferences and favorite characters). 

It’s really nice to see what everyone wants me to write as well--there are a lot of awesome headcanon and drabble requests in the inbox that I’ll be slowly getting to filling! c:

#ask #ask general #notwriting #Anonymous

[fullmetalwritings]

Ooooh so who’re you writing the nsfw alphabet for??

In a word: everyone! More specifically, I’d like to do it for as many of the appropriate characters that I can, at least my favorites and the like :3c

#ask #ask general #notwriting #Anonymous

[fullmetalwritings]

you are such a good writer it's hard to believe! how long have you been writing for? your headcanons are so accurate (i mean, it's all subjective of course but to me i think they're pretty spot-on) and really in-depth. it's just amazing. i loved reading all of them. its a shame there arent that many fma writing blogs on tumblr but im glad this one is active! thanks for publishing all of this and keep up the good work

Aww, thank you! I'm humbled that you think so well of my writing, and I'm happy to be able to share it with you all!I've been writing since I was around 12 or so, so that equates to little over a decade of experience in a variety of fandoms and settings, though I have dabbled in original ideas and such due to having a wonderful creative writing teacher in middle and high school.I like to think the accuracy of my headcanons and prose pieces are somewhat due to my interest in reader and self-insert works itself, along with a distinct psychological interest in understanding what makes a person tick. I like to write characters, especially in an insert-specific genre, after I feel I have a sufficient understanding of their mantra, their perspective and motives in life. After all, the entire catch of reader-insert as a genre is being able to lend a sense of believability and genuine accuracy for whatever character I'm writing.The topic is honestly quite interesting in itself, because an imagine blog has to constantly dance a fine line of keeping true to a character and making them friendly for shipping with a reader. While some characters are easily written this way, other characters (such as Envy or Kimblee in this blogs case!) take a little extra thought to see the world in their perspective, and see the ways they could develop feelings for someone. I want to give characters due justice since people fall for the nuances that make them unique, especially antagonist characters who may or may not also be assholes with questionable or lacking morals.

#Ask #notwriting

[fullmetalwritings]

would you be willing to do one of those soulmate writings with kimblee? your work is amazing, thank you so much!!!

Read on AO3

The marks scare you from the day you find them on your palms. It doesn’t take a genius to recognize the symbols, alchemical in meaning but lost to you in details. They sit on the skin of your hands, revealing themselves in a slow, dripping flow of dark ink over the course of a few days after your 18th birthday.

You sought out the meaning of the symbols from several family friends, but few of them could give you any insight on their meaning, and you were too nervous to try them out in any actual motion for a year or so after finding them. Afraid of what they would do, who they might hurt–you had only a basic understanding of Alchemy as a science or practice, so to try and figure them out through trial and error would only produce more questions than anything else.

They didn’t hamper your day-to-day life though, and over several years you found yourself happily living in an apartment in Central City, the marks long-since forgotten. They became no more than conversation starters than anything else, people catching a glance of them on the train or on the street and asking if they were your own or your soul mate’s.

Soul mate. You wondered what kind of person they were, if they had tattoos like that on their hands. They had to be alchemists, all things considered, but it threw you for a loop and a half to try and figure out what kind of alchemist they were since you couldn’t decipher much of the marks. 

Traveling was something you found enjoyment in soon after moving to Central City. The fare of the train was cheap to travel south, so you often found yourself visiting Rush Valley, Dublith and even South City whenever you had the spare days to take from work to do so. It was calming, exploring the country, and it led you to meeting all sorts of interesting people and, of course, they would all find interest the the marks on your palms.

The man who you had struck up a conversation with was much the same.

“Your soul mate must be an alchemist,” he said, tone polite and gentle. “But what do you think about it?”

He seems very kind, perhaps a buisiness man of some sort. He wears a white suit, clean and pressed of wrinkles. While it may stand out in some way, you can’t help but like the cleanliness of it, his appearance, especially when it’s so stark against his long black hair. It’s tied back loosely, but let you catch the gaze of the man’s bright blue eyes every now and again as the two of you speak.

“Well,” you say. “I hope that my soul mate is someone who is a good person, who uses their alchemy to seek out knowledge and learn more about the world.”

You can’t help but feel his gaze even when you’re not looking over at him beside you. It’s hard on you, unmoving, but it doesn’t unnerve you. It feels…curious? Firmer than most, at least, and you’re not sure why his interest and close proximity in the seat directly next to you isn’t making you feel uncomfortable.

You’ve felt your share of unnerving men and women alike, but he is….comforting? Odd to describe a stranger in that way, but it felt appropriate.

He flashes you a smile, knocking you out of your thoughts. You were staring at him.

“I’m–I’m sorry,” You say to fix your momentary lack of manners. “I didn’t mean to stare.”

“It’s not a problem,” He murmurs, gently adjusting the white gloves over his hands.. “I’m not bothered by it any. Your thoughts seem to be weighing on you after all.”

You take a moment to compose yourself and let out a breath. You can feel his shoulder bumping against your own.

“You just feel….” 

“Familiar?”

The word catches you off-guard, finishing your sentence perfectly. 

“Yes. You feel familiar, but I know I’ve never met you.” You shift in your seat, not sure if you’re being impolite or awkward by the sudden shift in the conversation. The two of you had to have been talking for twenty minutes before your thoughts had begun to sour it.

Silence filled the air between the two of you.

It must have lasted for several minutes. After some time you figured that the conversation was over, and you had turned your head to stare out the window, watching the scenery fly by to frame the setting sun. The sight is rather beautiful, but the sound of the man’s voice pulls you out of your thoughts for a second time.

“…What if your soul mate isn’t someone who seeks knowledge with their alchemy?”

You blink. When you turn your face towards the man, you find him staring at you; how long had he been looking?

“Wh-….what?” The question falls from your lips in a whisper. You’re still trying to catch what he’s getting on about.

The man’s gaze hardens, and his expression is hard to read beyond seeming neutral. 

“What if your soul mate isn’t a good man? What if he had done terrible things in the eyes of others in his life? What if, whether he wanted to make amends or not for his actions, your soul mate was not the pure-hearted alchemist you seem to hope for?”

There is weight in the questions. Heavy weight. These aren’t the questions you’re used to, ones that normal strangers ask. These are heavy questions, ones that thinly-hide a level of connection behind them to the man asking them. Between the solemn tone of the man’s voice and his hard gaze on you, you can’t find the will to answer. Instead, your mouth opens and closes uselessly as you try to find the words or thoughts to even begin to form an answer.

By the time you’re any closer to a response, the man is already pulling off the white gloves. The motion seems unrelated, but then–

You catch the sight of familiar marks on the palms of both the man’s hands. Marks that you remember seeing years ago, marks of mystery and intrigue that, even currently, lay on your own palms.

The man sitting next to you is your soul mate.

He looks at you as you slowly come to the realization, watching in such a level of intrigue as a predator might of prey. Tension fills the air, but you feel no poison in his gaze, no harm in his eyes. Curiosity, apathetic curiosity is all you feel at first between you both. 

The questions begin to make sense, giving you a shallow, but concrete sense of who the man was sitting next to you. What the marks meant and what they meant of the man himself. 

Though you had a plethora of further questions, you let out a breath and began with only one:

“…What is your name?”

“Solf. J. Kimblee,” he said, watching your breath catch at the sound of the name. Regardless, he must not have found the fear, the apprehension or terror that he might have been expecting. His face slowly morphs into a look of satisfaction and amusement. “I suppose that means we have a lot of questions to answer for one another.”

You take in a slow breath, then glance towards the window and the setting sun outside, flickering from the constant, passing trees and small hills as the train ran on through the countryside. 

“We do have several hours more on this train, after all.” You look back at Kimblee, at his hands, and then at your own. There were certainly stories that came with the man’s name, but you felt no fear under his bright, blue eyes–only curiosity. Intrigue. “I’ll save my judgement on you being a terrible man until after then.”

“I find that very fair,” Kimblee said, a smirk growing on his lips.

#Apparently I’m on a Kimblee kick right now here u go friend #drabble #kimblee drabble #solf kimblee drabble #sfw #sfw drabble #soulmate au #soulmate au drabble #Anonymous #fullmetal alchemist #fmab