#fiuehrer

[bakeryisms]

“You broke my heart.” // complaining about a pastry being out of stock

"Well, if you're willing to wait for me to go back there and make some more, I can still get it for you!" She didn't mind going to make him one if he really wanted it.

@fiuehrer

[loyaltyforged]

@fiuehrer inquired: “I sleep better if you’re around.” Just incase Gluttony wants to show up.

soft sentence starters | accepting!

"Don't you have Lieutenant Hawkeye to have your back?" Unfortunately, there isn't much she knows about Team Mustang's forced split via Fuhrer Bradley. While she understands that Gluttony was the only one of the Homunculi they were able to catch thus far, she's hesitant to stick around, even if she did appreciate the subtle acknowledgement of her skills. "I need to return to the prince, I can't stay here."

[angcrmanagcmcnt]

.....Well, this is interesting.

[frost-eyed-autumn]

SEVEN DEADLY SINS

bold   —   always  applies. italic   —   sometimes  applies. strike  —   never  applies  /  hard  limit.

𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓. desire for connection, pursuit of pleasure, emotional intelligence, obsessive, lovesick, one-night stand, seductive encounter, flirtatious conversation, erotic party, seductive attire, revealing clothing, passionate gaze, provocative makeup, sensual expressions, suggestive gestures, flirtatious smiles, lingerie, love letters, perfumes, provocative behaviour, love poems, erotic art

𝐄𝐍𝐕𝐘. motivation, competitive spirit, strategic planning, observational skills, bitter, rivalry contest, envious gossip, resentment-filled argument, social media jealousy, furrowed brows, clenched jaws, side-eye looks, pursed lips, tense posture, whispering behind backs, crossed arms, gossip magazines, keeping up with the Joneses, the grass is always greener, feeling inadequate

𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇. calmness, stress management, nonchalance, relaxation techniques, lethargic, apathetic, inactive, lazy weekend, binge-watching marathon, neglected chores, skipped workout, long nap, lounging on the couch, missed deadline, unkempt appearance, messy hair, pajamas, blankets, slippers, procrastination station, self-care routines

𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃. resourcefulness, entrepreneurial spirit, negotiation, materialistic, aggressive investment, lavish spending spree, resource hoarding, get-rich-quick scheme, auction bidding war, property acquisition, piles of money, overflowing wallets, luxury items, locked safes, penny-pinching, rare collectibles, selfishness, unwillingness to share

𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄. confidence, self-assurance, self-respect, dignity, public speaking, self-promotion, arrogant, conceited, egotistical, self-important, vain, boastful speech, puffed chest, raised chin, smug smiles, spotlight, tooting your own horn, showing off, refusing to admit mistakes, feeling entitled, personal branding, leadership development

𝐖𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇. assertiveness, decisiveness, strength, intensity, boundary setting, courage, indignant, heated argument, road rage incident, physical altercation, angry outburst, clenched fists, glaring eyes, tense muscles, raised voices, reddened faces, aggressive gestures, stormy demeanor, intense frowns, destructive actions, broken objects, punching bag, out for blood, fists, simmering anger

𝐆𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐘. binge eating, comfort foods, eating three square meals a day, grazing throughout the day, indulging in decadence, taking more than you need, fridge always full, food as pleasure, never forgets to eat, no personal preferences, wolfs down food so no one can take it from you, defensive of meal choices, prefers large meals, eating by yourself, food as an emotional crutch

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[alchemic-elric]

“I sleep past noon n’ the Colonel’s ev’ry’where.”

[canisfuria]

{ ♙ } vignettes || Accepting ;; @fiuehrer​​ { ♙ }

                [ Sometimes, less really does say more. Kain doesn’t normally have an audience on the phone lines with him, but Mustang was the one with the questions to interrogate, and Fuery was simply his operator. According to Roy, the general out west is notoriously difficult to earn an audience with, let alone without an appointment. But drastic times called for drastic measures, and Fuery knows a comm op stationed westward who owes him a favor. ]

           ❝ -- Hello? Hey, Mort, it’s Specs, how’ve you been? ❞

                [ He’s never considered himself a schmoozer- certainly not in the way that Roy is. But Kain’s found that a polite, persistent tone, and a careful choice of words, can get a guy further than they’d expect. It isn’t a long conversation: a few minutes of talking shop and kissing ass, followed by some needling about a very important request, and they’re put on standby for the general. 

                It’s the sound Mustang makes that turns Kain’s attention- something between a snort, and a guffaw. But the smirk he pairs it with is nothing short of impressed. The sergeant beams, flashing him a glance of equal mischief. Sometimes, the best compliments are the fleeting. ]

          ❝ General Laurent? You have a private call from Central, I’m patching               him through. -- All yours, sir. ❞

[wyrdify]

                                me 🤝 @fiuehrer                      getting Roy Mustang vibes from Hamilton

[ishvalanfaithful]

“I probably wouldn’t be the best mediator, but if Ed and the colonel want to try talking out their issues instead of fighting, I could try!”

[must-hate-dogs]

“ what’s your biggest secret ?”

Breda chokes on his whiskey. "Shit, Mustang, thought we were havin' FUN here. You want me to just, fuckin, announce my deepest secret to the whole bar? What kinda officer you take me for?" Under normal circumstances he'd just refuse to answer. But it's late enough in the evening, and he's far enough in, and they HAD been having fun. He feels compelled to respond. But not to give up his biggest secret. Breda thinks a moment, then gives him a wry smile.

"You are, you fuckn... you 'n' your secret mission. None'a my other secrets are hangable offenses."

[scentedbygunpowder]

Is the colonel talking about women again?

Yes, yes he is.

Sigh.

She should be used to this by now.

[vert-a-cross-argent]

“ what lie have you told that hurt someone ?”

Falman inhales sharply at the question, flinching back as if to dodge it. Not like he can say he doesn't remember, now, can he? Staring deep into his gin, refusing to look his commander in the eyes, he answers.

"My first girlfriend. I didn't know-- couldn't figure out how to break up with her. Didn't want to hurt her." His cheeks must be scarlet red by now. "So I cheated on her instead." He drops his head into his hands. He'd been all of 14 at the time, but the shame burned just as hot all these years later. "They both found out, and neither one ever forgave me."

[cromwellharvests-a]

he’s holding a bouquet; that isn’t all that surprising, in and of itself. this is Roy, of course— and if the reputation which had been impressed upon her long before she’d ended up working in his company held any merit, no doubt the florist was a frequent destination of his. 

it’s funny to run into him out-and-about, doubly so if said arrangement was for who she imagined it was; so she can’t help a smile that warms her features.

until, of course, she gets a better look at the arrangement. she’s squinting for a second, scrutinizing, before her brows jump toward her hairline.

“Sir! I mean— Roy? Mustang; Sir.” That they weren’t in uniform had her address uncertain, but Easy quickly settles for what she knows, approaching with a flicker of a smile, “fancy runnin’ in t’ you out here!.. an’ not t’ pry or nothin’, but I suppose you’re, uh,” 

she gestures to the bouquet in his hand with a slight nod, and a nervous twinge to her smile, “meeting someone soon? awful nice day for it, I reckon...”

@fiuehrer​; do you know much about the language of flowers? | from ♥

[alchemic-elric]

@fiuehrer​ || X

Hawkeye has sent him in her place.  The Colonel didn’t come in today...or the day before ....or the day before.  He was given a key and address and sent on his way. Hawkeye instructed him to be prepared for the Colonel to be difficult, and to be met with resistance. He was instructed to be prepared to sleep there. 

Edward showed up at the door with his suitcase in hand. He sat it down as soon as he entered, closing the door behind him and ushering the elder to bed. He left no room for argument. He left no room for lip.  It was a strong point from his left hand and an even stronger “Bed. Now.”   

He took extra care to make sure the elder alchemist didn’t catch sight of the box he’d brought with him. Roy Mustang would have a heart attack if he realized that Edward Elric had intentions of sleeping on his couch tonight. The Lieutenant told him not to leave, so he could handle that. He had faith they could make it to the morning without one of them killing the other. 

There’s a snotty comment about being lucky that they’re off duty, but the blond only rolls his eyes at the comment and presses the back of his left hand to the elder’s forehead. God he’s burning up. No wonder he hasn’t been in. He probably felt awful. Has he been eating? Probably nothing good. Probably take out and that wasn’t going to help anything. 

There’s no question to if the other is hungry, he probably would be by the time he got done cooking anyway. Edward just gives his Superior a hard glare before he leaves the room. He doesn’t have to tell him to stay put - he should know better.  However this exchange went would be reported right back to Hawkeye after all. If he wanted to mouth off to him he could answer to her.  

They both know how Mustang felt about that. 

“Do’ya need any’hin’?  Don’t bitch, just answer. The Lieutenant sent me over here ta take care’a you n’ that’s what I’m gunna do. You just lay there n’ do nu’hin���. I can get whatever ya need. Just yell fer me. If you don’t need any’hin’ I’ll be in the kitchen. I doubt you’ve ate any’hin’ decent the last three days.  You do have food in here, right ‘er do I gotta go shoppin’ too?” 

[canisfuria]

• { ♟ } • -- @fiuehrer​ ( cont’d from x )

              [ Oh no, this IS bad, indeed ! If Kain doesn’t find his glasses, how is he supposed to do his upcoming fix-it work? How is he supposed to afford a new pair of lenses? ... How is he supposed to walk in a straight line?! Scratching the center of his head-- right beyond where the plastic frames rest at his crown-- the man’s frown deepens at his colonel’s words. ]

        ❝ They wouldn’t have tossed out a pair of glasses, though, would they sir? ❞

                [ A pause. A beat. Then, a horrified conclusion: ]

       ❝ ... Unless I left them on my tray ! Oh no, Colonel, what do I do?! ❞

[pontevoix]

       HE’S USED TO IT  — more specifically, he’s used to having to apologize for his brother. edward’s excused himself for a moment for who knows what, & now he’s left laughing awkwardly before colonel mustang. alphonse bows before the other, though he knows full well that formalities are sometimes wasted with the combination of the elric brothers & mustang. haha. this is fun. maybe. 

       so he surveys the other’s office & passes time  — casts his soul-bound glance over shelves of books & stacks of paperwork that he is thoughtful enough not to read.    ‘    anyway, my brother didn’t mean to swear in front of you. he’s . . .   ‘   getting excited by the prospect of his verbal freedom ?    ‘    a  teenager.    ‘        & so is he — but he’s not making the same crude mistakes as his brother.        ‘ we appreciate your work . . . your ambition is impressive to say the least. also, while edward is gone —   ‘   maybe it would it would be productive if he were to begin the brothers’ request while edward was away.   ‘  we’re thinking about the research fund. what do you use it on ?  ‘ 

                                            STARTER : @fiuehrer​

[ishvalanfaithful]

@tospititontheon​​​ said: oh that’s a mood. I only found 1 because i saw him in a show i was watching

Yeah. I don’t know a lot of actors or anyone like that, and the few I do would not work at all. XD

@asrealasdreams​​​ said: [oh, same here. I don’t know if I could ever find a perfect one.]

I get that. It’s why I draw most of my OCs out. Even with anime fcs, I rarely find any that feel just right with any of my characters.

@deathleads​​ said: i have gone about 9 years without a steady fc… its all aesthetics for me haha, i wouldnt worry too much

also… my fellow ishvalan muse u _ u… it’s even more difficult

Yeah. It’s tough to find a good one for an Ishvalan muse. I try not to worry about it too much, but it’d be really cool if I could find a good one for her.

@fiuehrer said: well ishvalans are know to be from the desert, so you can find an actress from said region.

just remember not to whitewash please and thank you. :D

Yeah, that’s a good idea. I’ll really have to go searching though. And, no worries there! I’d sooner go without a fc than to whitewash my girl!