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cinnbar-bun · 1 year
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Peaceful Rest
Pairing: Marth x Alear/Reader
Rating: G
Words: 1025
Summary: It has been many years since they had fallen asleep. Marth continues to wait for them, hoping to be reunited with them again. He thinks of them and muses on their relationship. The best he can do for them right now is comfort them to the best of his abilities.
Notes: No major spoilers, nothing crazy at all just Marth wanting them to wake up. It's GN, they're not named, and no physical descriptions of their body is written, so feel free to imagine you, Alear, or your OC if you want. Marth for real the true relationship in Engage lmao.
Can be found on my AO3 right here!
Marth doesn’t know how to comfort them as they rest. He thinks of all the things they had gone through and the incredible pain they had suffered. 
Normally, one would complain about being stuck in this situation, but Marth was a gracious man. He did his best to see the good in everyone and everything, regardless of what was going on. 
He knew they would miss many years of their life, and, admittedly, he too lost track of how many years he had been waiting for them to wake up once more. But that was alright. He had grown to care for and enjoy their company from when they were awake. Even now, their bond was still close enough for him to want to make them feel better. 
Here, he was close enough to notice their brows twitching slightly, as well as a small frown on their face. A sign they were troubled in their sleep. While it was unbecoming of someone of his ranking, he cast that notion aside and stretched his hand to lightly caress their head. 
Marth honestly didn’t know if they could even feel him like that, but their face softened considerably. He assumed that even as a spirit, their bond made their connection more physical than what would have previously allowed. 
With all these assumptions and unsure thoughts in his head, he began to speak again to their dreaming form. He called out their name, like one does to a friend. Or, perhaps, something closer? He hadn’t figured that out yet. All he could know was that he yearned for them to wake up and open their eyes. 
“I wonder what you dream about,” he thoughtfully says. “Do you dream of your memories? Do you dream of the future? Why do you look so afraid of what you see?” 
Well, he has an inkling of an idea why that is, but he wants to confirm it only through their words. 
“Am I there, too? I know, it’s selfish of me to ask, but I wonder if you think of me by your side.” 
He sighs and continues to stroke their head. They remain as still as a statue to his questions. 
“It’s a beautiful evening outside. I think you would have loved it. The stars are just coming out and the sky is full of color. It… it reminds me of you.” 
No response. No movement. 
He’s used to it by now. But he won’t give up no matter how long he must wait. 
“Queen Lumera stopped by. She prayed for you to awaken soon and then she introduced the third steward to take care of you. She’s a funny woman but she has an eye for detail. She started arranging flowers for you, saying they’ll ease your worries in your sleep. I think maybe she is right. You look more peaceful than before.” 
He gazes down at their form, that bittersweet emotion rising within him once more. He knows he should let them rest, that he should let them be- but a selfish part of him wants to see them lively again. He would love to train by their side and listen to their voice. 
Gods, how he would give anything to hear them talk again. 
He truly did not understand how he had taken every little thing about them for granted when they were awake. 
Their eyes, their smile, their laugh, the excited lilt in their voice when they saw something sparkly, and the way they would show all their emotions on their face. 
Seeing them so quiet, so unnaturally still, made him realize just how much they had imprinted themself onto his psyche. If there was anyone he wished to defend and fight for again, it would be them. He would single handedly face an army of thousands in order to see their smile one more time. 
He removed his hand from their head and placed it by his own self. He felt so weak in this situation. Here he was, a powerful hero-king who couldn’t even help the one he cared for so dearly. And here he was, a man who had missed the comfort his partner had brought him. 
But he had to steel himself. He couldn’t falter, nor could he give in to despair. He would wait for them as long as he needed to, even if the world would be destroyed by then. He would wait forever and be the first to greet them as a new dawn approached. 
He gently placed his hand over theirs, and recited a quiet prayer that he had heard the other worshippers say when they saw his partner. 
“I hope my words are reaching you. I will always be by your side. I will come running to you the minute you call out my name. Please rely on me again. Because I… I am truly weak without you.” 
A heavy weight was lifted off his shoulders as he continued. 
“I hope your rest is a lovely one. I hope that when you wake up, we can continue to grow even more alongside each other. I hope that I can ease your worries while you are asleep, so you can live the life you truly wanted when you awaken. We made a promise to one another before and I intend to help you achieve all your dreams, if you’ll allow me that chance.” 
He closed his eyes and let out of a quiet breath he didn’t know he was holding. He quietly whispered their name. 
“I will do my best to support you, dear,” he smiled, keeping these intimate feelings brief. There was so much more he wished to say, but he felt it would be wrong to continue when they were unable to respond to him. 
So, just like the many years before, he would wait for them and give them some comfort while they were resting. He would ease their fears and worries, and make way for pleasant dreams for them to think about. He couldn’t wait to hear all about them when they woke up. 
It would be the best day ever, in his eyes.
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feeeee · 2 years
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Hi can I request cuddle headcanons for Shura Hubert Lon’qu Dimitri and Felix separately with a female reader?
of course, thanks for sending in the first request! hope you enjoy.
cuddling with shura, hubert, lon'qu, dimitri, and felix includes ...
SHURA
♡ Like some of the others on this list, Shura is a bit afraid to get all snuggly with you.
♡ He's fond of cuddling, but with his reputation and nature as a thief, he doesn't want you to eventually regret all the hours you've spent so close together and deems himself somewhat unworthy of your affection.
♡ Funnily enough, though, he's the one to initiate cuddles.
♡ He often pulls you into his arms and simply treasures you. His girl, the one thing nobody can ever take from him.
♡ He puts his entire heart into making sure you're as warm and comfortable as possible.
♡ Being the big spoon or little spoon doesn't matter to him, he likes to protect and also feel protected from the harsh world you two reside in.
♡ He enjoys sweet talking you as you two nestle in each other's arms, just letting you know how grateful he is for you.
♡ You'll commonly hear him comment on how a rugged thief like him doesn't know how he scored you, but you're always there to silence him with kisses.
♡ He'll wrap you up in his clothes so you can smell like him even after you two finish your session.
HUBERT
♡ Hubert is someone who enjoys a nondistracting cuddle as he works, you relaxing in his lap as his quill scribbles away at his scrolls.
♡ He'll use his free hand to give your cheek a little brush every once in a while, or peck your cheek if he senses that you need a kiss.
♡ He's here to indulge your every need, so long as it benefits you, so if you're a cuddly one he'll gladly snuggle with you. He's devoted to you and would be a liar if he claimed that he doesn't enjoy your warmth.
♡ He's naturally quite cold to the touch, so when the temperature drops he'll drink in as much of your warmth as possible, preferring to sleep snuggled up with you as opposed to separate sides of the bed.
♡ Cuddling is something foreign to him, but he's a fast learner, and will likely mimic your movements and pick up on things you enjoy. If you relish in having your hair ruffled or being the little spoon, he'll make your wishes come true.
♡ Enjoys reading stories to you to coax you into sleeping peacefully in his arms.
LON'QU
♡ Lon'qu honestly avoids cuddling at first. He's comfortable around you, but he's also terrified of being so... vulnerable with a woman.
♡ He always has an excuse to refrain from bundling up, and one day, he finally admits that he's inexperienced and somewhat nervous to do so.
♡ That's when you lock him into a warm embrace and feel him tense around you, before he relaxes in your grip. He lets out a sigh, and just turns to mush.
♡ He becomes a cuddling monster soon after.
♡ While still vaguely stiff and unsure of what to do with his hands or legs most of the time, he realizes what he's been missing out on his whole life, and finds it a great way to destress after a long day of vigorous training.
♡ He loves to rub circles on your skin, covered in fabric or left bare, he feels so close to you and can feel the joy radiating from you in waves.
♡ You may even spot the slightest smile gracing his features if he's caught off guard enough.
♡ Gently massaging his scars is a good way to see him crack a smile.
♡ Call him petnames and talk to him to break the comfortable silence and he'll fold. Hearing his favorite girl call him handsome or beloved as your limbs are tied in knots together makes him absolutely crumble.
DIMITRI
♡ Dimitri is intimidated by being so close to a human body with how fragile they can be, so when he cuddles you for the first few times he treats you as if you're a goddess made of glass.
♡ His touches and kisses are featherlight, handling you with utmost care.
♡ Eventually you have to encourage him to tighten his grip, to kiss with a little more force, to truly show his devotion to you with zero fear.
♡ To which he obliges. Once he conquers his anxieties, he's smooching you from head to toe, arms suffocating you in adorable bear hugs.
♡ Can and will wrap you in his cloak by the fireplace in your shared quarters.
♡ Dimitri will cuddle you anywhere, anytime. He's fond of showing his affection to his beloved while taking strolls, and will gladly take a seat on a bench to absorb every inch of you.
♡ If you play with his hair he'll melt. Whether you braid it or run your fingers through it, and after a long day try to sort through the knots with your fingers. he'll be beet red and overflowing with lovey dovey feelings.
FELIX
♡ Felix is like a cat at first, hisses at the slightest touch but before you know it he's curled up in your lap, breathing synchronized with yours.
♡ He may scoff when you pepper him with kisses or intertwine your fingers with his, but he secretly lives for it.
♡ Like Dimitri, his weakness is his lover playing with his hair. Let his hair down and bury your face in it, you won't regret it.
♡ A big fan of hand holding, and comparing hand sizes as you do so. Whether yours are smaller, larger, the same size - he could gaze at your hands connected with his all day and all night.
♡ He isn't a fan of cuddling in public places, but boy does he relax when you two go to secluded wild areas, like a flower field. He's fond of holding hands under tables too, letting you rest your head on his shoulder if you grow weary.
♡ His guard is always up during cuddle time so you may have to hush him and reassure him that nobody will catch him like this, it's just you and him. He appreciates it, and appreciates how warm and soft you feel flush against his scars and bruises from combat.
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nabateaprodigy · 8 months
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hello! can i ask for a dimitri x f!reader who is like cardia from code realize? basically, she has a gem embedded in her chest that causes her skin and blood to be poisonous (not her hair) so anything she touches melts away because of the poison. she has been isolated basically her whole life so is kinda clueless about social interactions and stuff.
also, her whole life she has been called a monster and told that she cannot love anyone. so, how would dimitri feel about that kind of person? how would he feel if he fell in love with her? what would he do to protect her? that kinda stuff!
sorry this is a little long, but thank you in advance!
- 🧊 anon
The Prince and His Maiden of Death
Series: Fire Emblem.
Character: Dimitri.
Genre: Angst/Comfort.
Proofread: Yes.
Reader: Female.
Notes: Cardia from Code Realize reminded me of an anime I'm a fan of. It's called The Duke of Death and His Maid! (Which is what I based the title of this fic on!) The way you described Cardia reminded me of the Duke so I had fun writing this! (I hope you don't mind that I based some things in this fic from the anime.)
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Alone. That's something that you had been constantly reminded of from a very young age. You wanted nothing more than to make friends and play with other kids.
However, in the area you lived in it was common knowledge that a family had "A Maiden of Death" living with them and this hurt the name of your family.
You were supposed to be the next head of your house. However, your mother passed that responsible onto your sibling. If you ever wanted to be the head of the house or live with your family again you would "Have to get rid of that dreadful curse" as your mother put it.
Oh that's right you didn't live with your mother or any of your siblings. You had been living in a mansion deep in the woods anyway from anyone or anything. However, you did have someone with you your loyal butler.
You were thankful for him choosing to stay with you even knowing about your curse. You couldn't have asked for anyone more kind and loyal than him. That's how it had been for many years until you were a teenager.
It had just been you and him in that mansion so naturally you were very close with him. You didn't have much social interactions with anyone else your mother never even bothered to pay a visit or write a letter to you.
Your Butler wanted nothing more than to see you happy and make friends. So one day he suggested that you attend the Officers Academy. Naturally, you were against this idea of his.
There would be so many people around you who wouldn't want to accidentally touch someone and kill them. Not to mention you would have to be around and speak with other people. It's just something you wouldn't want to deal with so you were against doing it.
After some more discussion with your butler, you managed to strike a deal with him. You didn't have to stay for a while at least for some time to see how the experience would be for you. So you agreed to this and after some time you were on your way to enroll in the Officers Academy!
When you arrived you discussed with Archbishop Lady Rhea. She was understanding of your situation and would do anything she can to accommodate your stay at the Officers Academy. After that, you had been enrolled in the Blue Lions class.
You were extremely nervous, to say the least meeting so many new people at once. Lady Rhea had made your classmates aware of your condition. Just in case any of your classmates were overly friendly and wanted to hug you as a greeting.
Before you could even think of how you should greet your classmates you've already arrived in front of the classroom. 'There's no turning back now.' You thought you should just get this over with now. If you didn't like this you could return home but nothing wrong with giving something new a try right?
So you opened the door where all your classmates were waiting for you. You felt nervous with so many eyes on you all at managed to push that feeling back and introduced yourself. "Hello everyone it's nice to meet you I'm your new classmate my name is Y/N."
(Time skip brought to you by Ingrid bonking Sylvain on the head for flirting with every woman he sees.)
It had already been a few weeks since your arrival at the Officers Academy. To your surprise, you had been enjoying your time here. However, that was mostly thanks to one person in particular Dimitri.
Out of anyone you were most close with him and spent the most of your time as you could with him. He made you feel safe and you could truly be yourself when you were with Dimitri. Of course, you wanted nothing more than to hold his hand and hug him.
However thanks to your curse it made things like that impossible. But there was one thing you could do together that made you happy. That was Dimitri playing with and styling your hair. Dimitri was a man who didn't know his strength so even with just playing with your hair he was afraid he'd hurt you.
There was also the issue that well Dimitri didn't know how to style your hair in any way...However thanks to your friend Mercedes he was able to learn and style your hair. It's something you enjoyed as it was the closest you two could get physically.
He was someone you could easily open up with and talk to about how you truly felt. Whether that be about your curse or just how you were feeling that day. You couldn't be more happy to have someone like Dimitri in your life.
It was just another average day for you and Dimitri nothing special so far. However, that song changed as this would be the day that truly defined your love for Dimitri.
"Y/N I know for the longest time you lived in isolation because of the curse. For the fear of others hating you or yourself hurting others. However, with the time I've spent with you, I can see that you want nothing more than to be around others to have friends.
You are kind and caring considerate of others and how they feel. And for that, I love you Y/N more than you could ever know. Together let's find a way to break your curse when all is said and done. Will you rule over Faerghus by my side as Queen?"
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May I request some Sylvain headcanons? How would he react to reader crush who's avoiding him like the plague? Maybe he asked them out to hang out "as friends, nothing serious haha" but he might have kinda forgotten about some other chic he was seeing at the time (oops) and now crush got unintentionally roped up into dumb drama and wants nothing to do with it. Cue the cold shoulder. Maybe this would work best pre-timeskip, Sylv was more of a mess then 😅
{Hello! This is extraordinarily late. I really have no excuse. I hope you like it if you’re still in the fandom!} 
Master-list: Here
Is it bold to assume that he expects to be avoided? He is the king of self-sabotage after all. Especially if we are talking pre-timeskip.  
He’s a womanizer. He takes pride in it. Anyone who’s his type would be disgusted by the behavior 
He talks the talk of wanting to be a forever bachelor, but we all know that’s a sham. He wants stability, he wants loyalty, he wants kindness...basically, if you’re what he wants then he’s going to push you away intentionally to save you from himself 
So...yeah. He has no problem with his crush avoiding him. He’s convinced it will pass so long as you’re happy. He’s content being on the side, even though his close friends say otherwise 
Aka. Felix picked up on what he was doing and laid down the hard blows. Basically told Sylvain he was a child. Pfft. As if he would be any different 
Felix would do worse in his position, but Sylvain holds the thought in to avoid being pummeled 
It takes Ingrid’s threats to make him try and attempt being friends again. Something about how he was jeopardizing the ‘team effort’ by letting you ‘sulk’
He felt there was more to it than that, but he didn’t want to press. Not to respect it, but more so because he didn’t want to know the answer 
It’s one thing if you were ignoring him from how he acts. That’s fine. 
but he--he doesn’t want to hurt your feelings.
He’s not stupid. He’s painfully aware of how you stare during class
how you take a step towards his table at lunch, before shaking your head and choosing somewhere else 
how the one time Lorenz went too far, calling him a disappointment to nobles and tossing in a comment about his brother...you became enraged.
So angry he could see veins popping out of your neck
Lorenz earned a bruise the same color as his hair, it was awesome
He only ever saw that level of anger from Felix. Needless to say, surprises were bountiful that day. 
He turned a blind eye to it all, until now. After pining for so long and then ignoring him, he was shocked you accepted his invitation to eat lunch 
“Heyyy (Y/N)? Want to grab a bite to eat? Been a while since we’ve seen each other and that’s not good for friends, don’t you think?” 
Ignoring Ingrid who may have been watching, he did his best to sound natural
He didn’t miss you wince when he leaned on your shoulder, or the way you stepped back at his emphasis on ‘friend’ 
He also seemingly “forgot” that he was supposed to have lunch with his latest hookup. He definitely wasn’t planning to have them interrupt, cutting your time together short and getting Ingrid off his back. Possibly making you hate him in the process and eliminating any chance he had with you in the future 
He was planning it. Just so we’re clear 
and boy did Sylvain love to self-sabotage. The hollow feeling in his heart was well deserved, which he confirmed when everything happened according to plan. 
You both were eating lunch in the courtyard. Him making small talk, and you uncharacteristically silent. Not too far along comes his latest partner, mad at him for being so forgetful and even cheating on them. He took his opportunity 
“Cheating on you with them!? Are you serious!? They’re just a friend, chill out,” 
It was done. He committed the ultimate friendzone without fault. The way his partner looked at him in horror was also expected, but their shock wasn’t directed his way.
Why weren’t they looking-? 
“Are my feelings a game to you? Do you like making people feel like smeared shit on the bottom of your shoe?” 
The way you shook next to him. Your head down and hands crushing the drink in your grasp. He almost expected you to throw it at him, but instead your hands caught water. Droplets fell at a rhythmic pace. 
“Did you seriously ask me to lunch when you already had plans? After not talking to me for weeks?! After treating me like I was never your friend?! I know you have a hard time being honest with yourself. I know you don’t like people who’re pushy, so I held back talking first,” they throw their cup onto the floor, standing to glare at him. They purse their lips, trying to barricade their next words yet failing horribly, “but this?! You have me awake for endless nights wondering if I did something wrong and then you use me for petty drama?” 
They do the last thing he’d expect, and grab his newest ex by the arm. Before he can process a defense they’re both walking away, with his ‘friend’ furiously wiping at their eyes
“You can’t even give your partner a proper breakup. I knew you were bad, but not that bad,” they halt, turning to look over their shoulder, “I can’t believe I thought you cared about me. I...you know what, you don’t get to hear the rest,” 
and you both were gone. 
It was the afternoon bell that pulled him from his stupor. He knew that meant class was starting, yet Sylvain didn’t want to go. 
Yet he also didn’t want to just sit around. So he forced himself to do what he does best, pretend whatever just happened never occurred
Hours go by, and then some days. He hasn’t heard from his ex once, which was rare since they normally try to reconcile at least once. As for you? It was the same cold shoulder as the past few weeks, except this time was different 
You didn’t stare at him during lessons 
You didn’t take one step towards his lunch table before turning away
You didn’t defend him when Ingrid gave him a nasty bruise on his cheek, or when Dorothea called him vile 
You just...didn’t? He got exactly what he wanted. You did nothing, as if he never existed and your friendship never happened 
and yet- he didn’t feel the relief that he expected. He wasn’t happy that you moved on, and every time you laughed his latest meal felt it was about to be re-plated 
Your feelings - his crush. They were never the burden he made them appear to be
When he tries to sleep it off, all his brain would conjure is a crushed cup. Trembling fingers digging into tin, their tips changing color from pressure. Droplets of water trickling from thin air and falling on top. 
Your feelings were a game to him. One that he lost from the start 
He lays in bed, arm over his eyes and lets his tears fall
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mlmdarkfiction · 11 months
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For the pride fics may I req Sylvain <3 i wanna be this mans gay awakening SO bad like with Alex from SDV <3
DENIAL IS A RIVER IN EGYPT SYLVAIN IS GAY
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Sylvain liked watching Kiran summon heroes from other worlds, he got a front row seat to seeing different versions of his friends, himself, and more importantly hot babes as they first arrived in Askr. 
So he’s not confused when he sees a version of himself summoned, nor is he confused to see a version of you come with him. What confuses him just a bit is the way you’re clinging to the other Sylvain's arm tightly. 
He watches as Kiran gives you both the regular explanation and welcome speech, although he notices neither of you really paying attention, too busy giggling among yourselves.
“So…Is there a pride festival here as well?” 
It’s the sound of your voice talking to Kiran that snaps Sylvain out of his thoughts, and he realizes right away he’s blushing. Something about you hanging off the other hims arm has him blushing. 
Sylvain’s never blushed because of another man before. There’s just something about the way you’re acting with him, another him, that has him blushing. 
So he listens when you tell Kiran about your world, and the fact that your world was celebrating something called Pride. 
“Sylvain?”
He had just been watching everyone else set up the festival when you’d found him. 
“What’s up?” You smile gently at him. 
This morning Kiran had summoned a new batch of heroes from another world, and those heroes had been celebrating something known as Pride with their own festival. 
Askr being currently conflict free, and open as always decided to host their own Pride. You’ve spent the morning with the newly summoned heroes (Chrom and Robin, Ike and Sorin, and Edelgard and Byleth) putting up decorations, planning, and cooking. 
All the while you’d noticed Sylvain hovering nearby, watching you. 
“You didn’t happen to see who else was summoned, did you?” You become acutely aware of the fact that he’s blushing. You’ve never seen Sylvain blush before, even though he’s such a flirt with the ladies. 
He has your full attention. 
“No? Why?”
“No reason.” Syvain says quickly. Too quickly for your liking.  
You squint at him. 
“Who else was summoned?” 
“No one!”
“I know you’re lying, Sylvain!” 
“Kiran!”
You move to go around Sylvain and circumvent everything by just finding the summoner yourself only to be tackled by the red head. 
“Don’t.” His voice is serious, but you can’t really focus on that, instead focusing on how close his face is to yours. The fact brings heat to your own face finally, and you nod quietly.
The pair of you stay like that for what feels like eternity, Sylvain glaring down at you, face inches from your own until you’re interrupted by laughter. 
A pair of familiar laughter. 
You look up to see yourself, another version of yourself who must have been summoned here, and another Sylvain, arm in arm laughing at the pair of you. 
It suddenly clicks in your brain who Sylvain didn’t want you to see. 
It was them.
The two of you from another world. 
“Oh-”
Before you can confront him on it he’s gone, leaving you alone with the other worlds you. 
The other you smiles softly, still laughing under their breath. 
“Don’t worry about him,” They gesture to their Sylvain beside them. “He was like that long before we got together too.”
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dulcesiabits · 2 years
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injury.
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summary: what do they do when you get injured during a battle? (ft. Hilda, Annette, Ashe).
notes: 398 words, drabbles, angst, reader injury, mentions of blood
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Hilda Valentine Goneril
You fall, and all Hilda can see is red. 
Red, where it shouldn’t be. Blood everywhere, on your armor, your skin, the grass. Marianne running towards you, and Claude gripping Hilda’s arm, urging her to look away, to keep calm, because it wouldn’t help you if she lost it right here--
Hilda shakes him off, her grip on her axe tightening.
This is real, she reminds herself. This is war. People get hurt, and people die.
This is nothing like the strategy lessons back in Garreg Mach where she watched Claude maneuver pieces on a board against Lorenz. This is no training drill, where you would pop back up, complaining about your sore arms.
No, this is real, and Hilda would simply have to slaughter every person on the field who dared to raise a finger against you.
Annette Dominic
Annette’s hands shake as she presses a rag to your side.
“You’re going to be okay,” she whispers, trying to smile. “You’re going to be okay.”
It’s a promise, a prayer: as long as she keeps saying it, it’ll be true. It has to be. Because you have a future together, so many things you haven’t done yet. She has a ring she has yet to slip on your finger. There’s a festival in Faerghus she’s been wanting to take you to, once the war is over.
Sweat beads your forehead as Annette tries to stem the flow of blood from your wound. The din of fighting rings around her, but it might as well be a million miles away.
The real war is here, as she begs you not to leave her.
Ashe Ubert
You’re by Ashe’s side when the spell hits you, and you crash into the ground like a broken bird.
The world goes on, regardless.
Dimitri shouts orders. Someone grips his shoulder, tells him Mercedes is on the other side of the field. 
Ashe holds you in his arms. Is he strong enough to pick you up and carry you? Would he even make it? If only he had Sylvain’s cleverness, or Dimitri’s strength. If only he had noticed the enemy readying a spell in your direction and pushed you out of the way. If only...
No. There would be time for tears later. Right now, you need him.
He has already lost so much, and he will not lose you, too.
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thot-writes · 2 years
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Hi, is it alright by you if I ask for (n)sfw hc's of Dorothea and a shy male/AMAB s/o?
dorothea my beloved….. yes u absolutely can!!! i had a lot of fun with this (submissive amab sluts deserve the world!!!)
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big mommy dorothea and shy little boy toy reader (NSFW 18+);
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Dorothea comes off as such a mommy dom to me she would absolutely adore a shy s/o
on a wholesome scale, she would fawn and fuss over you even when you insist she doesn’t need to (inwardly though, how could you complain? she’s everything you want and more, the idea that she even likes you back is difficult to believe!)
she’d bring you flowers, take you out to eat, play with your hair, compliment you until you’re just about ready to melt into a puddle, and serenade you with her angelic voice whenever the opportunity arose (and she’s good at making opportunities.)
you want a loving, doting girlfriend to look after your every want? you want someone so good they leave you questioning what benevolent god decided to bless you? that’s dorothea
if you also want someone to treat you like the closet slut you are— that’s dorothea too.
you thought she couldn’t possibly make you blush any harder than when she flatters you endlessly. but what she does to you in bed blows that out of the water.
she’s a tease. a huge tease. she’ll worship you in one breath, then taunt you in the next.
“You like my breasts that much, you naughty boy?” she coos, gazing down at you as you suckle her soft, milk-white tits. she cradles you, running manicured nails through your hair as her left hand delicately trails the underside of your yearning cock. tears burn at the corners of your eyes, threatening to spill over at the torment you’re receiving. she’s touching you, sure, and you have her tits in your mouth, that’s true— but you’re silently begging her to just take you.
she knows it, too. it’s why she’s got that look in her eyes and that smug smile on her lips. your cock pathetically dribbles pre-cum on her fingers, she knows all it would take is a couple pumps of her hand and you’d be squirting all over her, but she denies you all the same.
your lick slowly at her nipple, unable to keep eye contact with her for longer than a second. she hums and caresses your cheek. “So cute. You’re being so polite even though you’re reaching your limit. Do you want me to take you?”
the tears start flowing. you’re so desperate for her it’s painful. you timidly nod your head— it’s all you can manage.
she shuffles so you’re not sucking on her anymore, and you miss her warmth. she leans over and kisses you passionately, a yelp rising from you as she does.
she sticks her tongue in your mouth, and you obediently open your lips wider for her. you moan as she toys with your tongue, licks at your lips, and savour her vaguely sweet taste. your arms wrap around her neck and she repositions herself to be completely on top of you.
her pussy bumps up against your erection and you almost cum right then.
she pulls away from the kiss and giggles at your whine. her hands cup your tear-slicked cheeks and she gazes down at you fondly.
“Tell me, my love,” she starts, smiling innocently. “How do you want me to fuck you? Shall I ride you, or do you want to be filled?”
your breath catches. either sounds heavenly, but you find your eyes flickering to her pussy. the thought of her warm walls squeezing tight around you and her hands lingering dangerously on your throat as you cry out seems too tempting to pass up.
she tilts her head, waiting for your answer. you manage — miraculously — to speak, “I-I want your pussy, p-please… Dorothea..”
you notice a glimmer in her eyes. you swallow in anticipation as she hovers over you — but instead of feeling the sweet sensation of her cunt, she simply leaves.
you snap up from your lying position on the couch, scared you’d done something to displease your mistress, but she gestures for you to lie down again and you comply. tension grips your body until she comes back wearing her strap-on.
she grins at you as she approaches, trickling a bottle of lubricant all over the toy attached at her hips.
you open your mouth to ask what she’s doing, but she interrupts, “Are you disappointed, pet? Should I not fuck you at all?”
“I-it’s just—“
she positions herself between your legs, letting the lube drip over your cock and along your upper thighs. “Don’t worry,” she laughs. “I’ll make sure everyone can hear your cute voice, my love.”
her careful prepping of your waiting hole is juxtaposed by her rough and relentless thrusting. the air is ripped from your lungs and your arms flail for purchase on the armrest behind your head.
her fat tits bounce with each thrust of her hips, her nails dig into your skin but you’re unable to care.
the room is filled with the noises of wet slapping, wood creaking, and your own unrestrained moans of pleasure. you cum quickly, but she’s unwilling to let you off with just that.
your whole body feels like it’s on fire, your swollen and sensitive prostate enduring a merciless onslaught from dorothea.
one of your hands flies to your nipple and you tug on it roughly. your shyness has been replaced with a burning lust. “F-fuck— yes, Dorothea! Fill me up! Fuck me harder, I n-need you deeper!”
“Ah? Then I’ll make sure to leave you satisfied, [Name]!”
you can feel yourself squeezing around the girthy dick she’s fucking into you, and your eyes roll back.
your shameless cries echo out into the night— much to the chagrin of your neighbours— and dorothea doesn’t stop until you’re completely spent and spends the rest of the night cuddling and caring for you. you fall asleep in her arms the same way you have a hundred times before, thanking your lucky stars that you’ve found a soulmate in Dorothea.
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thesilvervixens · 2 years
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Hey, I love the kissing/hugging headcannons you made for Yuri. Could I please ask for the same thing for Claude and Ashe?
I love your blog! 💕
claude kissing / hugging headcanons:
req : open!
a/n: since i did ashe last time i’ll stick with claude for now. sorry this took forever. life is miserable but i could never abandon my boys
⇾ claude is, at best, smooth and sweet enough to make your stomach flutter with butterflies. at worst, his arms are wrapped tightly around your stomach, unintentionally pushing against your already full bladder as you struggle to break free to pee.
⇾ he gives you hugs often. not the quick, “see you in a few hours” kind. the kind where he holds the back of your head and you feel his heart beating against your chest (cue s-support). there’s either a shared silence between you two, or he’ll murmur claude-like things into your ear. he usually mentions something particular about his day or asks if you’ve eaten yet. 
⇾ claude kisses the way he schemes- unreadable and, unless the tone is set beforehand, unpredictable. he’ll coax you closer, placing his hand on the back of your neck and parting your lips open with his own. of course he’ll wait until you’re deep into the kiss, eyes closed and cheeks flushed, to pull away and say something corny. 
there’s also the other part, though, that waits until you’re casually passing by to peck your cheek, leaning closer to whisper how badly he wants to pin you against the wall and have his way with you… 
but he has a meeting to attend, and why are you just standing there? many a time has claude left you puzzled, flustered, and very distracted.
⇾ he definitely uses his stealthy spying skills to sneak behind you and wrap his arms around your waist. you never quite get used to that, but that would take away all the fun. 
⇾ not to be super angsty, but claude is known for playing off traumatic events as “no biggie”. the stress of the war, the bloodshed, the loss, it would all get to him, even if he didn't show it. there would be times, however, when he’d pull you close to him while you were laying together, burying his face into the crook of your neck and letting out a long, deep exhale. it’d feel as if the weight of the world is on his shoulders, but at least you were there to hold him and relieve some of the pressure. 
press your forehead against his, be soft and comforting. close your eyes with him and wait patiently, give him time to feel peaceful enough to say, with sincerity reserved only for you, how much you mean to him.
( you could also open your eyes and be greeted with a hilarious view. it’s up to you, really. )
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halcyon-writings · 2 years
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Edelgard and Hubert with S/O's who plead with them not do to something that will get them killed. The S/O doesn't know about their plans, but they have a feeling that they are doing something dangerouse
smth abt this trope whatever the name is can be something that is so good man....
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it was the odd feeling in the back of your mind that made you speak up in the first place. or at least, you had thought so, their behavior certainly did nothing to ease your concerns, being distant and feeling like they were hiding something from you.
You almost wished you were a pious type, perhaps a prayer to the goddess would help you in someway, especially as the bad feeling lingered for much longer. instead you sucked it up, and confronted them. "i know you won't tell me what's going on, and quite frankly i don't know if i'll be able to understand either. but just, be careful, okay? whatever you're doing, don't get yourself killed."
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Edelgard will barely hide her surprise at your words, but just barely. a part of her feels guilty for hiding her plans from you. but she had been planning this for so long. She'll wonder if you knew anything about her plans, and if so, how much? Would you remain at her side if she told you?
The princess sees that you're waiting for any kind of response, despite the worry of your expression, you patiently wait for her to answer. To say something, anything. At least in hopes that it will dispel any concerns or suspicions. But you know better than that when it takes a moment, only slightly, to finally come up with what she hoped was appropriate.
She's tempted to tell you, truly. Trusting you enough to get as close as she did, and to even let you in too. But any potential reaction of yours still worries her greatly.
While the thoughts continue to gnaw at her, Edelgard will instead she gives a graceful smile, one you know is facetious at best. Edelgard will also take your hand (if you allow it) giving what she hopes is an assuring squeeze, "It's nothing to worry about." She'll lie.
She'll lie and pray you forgive her when the day comes that you both stand at opposing sides of the battlefield.
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Hubert, to no one's shock, is able to hide his surprise to your question far more adequately than Edelgard could. As someone who's learned to school his features into cool indifference in less than a blink of an eye. His eyes meet your own, an unspoken question underneath it all.
While Edelgard might have possibly hesitated in hiding the truth of her plans to her s/o, Hubert, on the other hand, is much more ready to lie in order to aid her majesty. (Red flag alert here, get outta there bestie /lh)
Maybe he'll feel a little bit guilty about the lie, but he's one of those "for the greater good" kind of fellows, so he won't feel as guilty for it when he thinks that what they're fighting for will help the world as a whole.
If there is an inkling however, to your allegiances shifting more towards Edelgard's, then maybe that's when he'll tell you the truth. But for now, he takes your words with what Hubert's version of a smile is (the corner of his mouth lifting only slightly). "I promise you I am no reckless fool," He hopes to assure, but he knows doubt when he sees it. So a much more foolish part of himself will try to enjoy the closeness he has with you while he can, before it's ruined.
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aria-writes-fiction · 2 years
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Can I request cuddle headcanons for Saizo Shura and Niles separately with female Corrin?
Fire Emblem Conquest/Birthright: F. Corrin Cuddling Headcanons
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A/N: Thank you so much for your request! I tried my best <3 It’s been a bit since I played Fates. Let me know if you liked it!
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Saizo:
o  Starting out, a relationship with Saizo would actually not be that hard to get into- once he realizes his own feelings for Corrin.
o   He would spend months denying his romantic intentions to himself, but once he connects the dots, he sees no use in delaying his confession.
o   That is, unless Corrin confesses to him first. In this case, he would be so embarrassed and may ask Corrin what made his feelings so plain.
o   Saizo’s schedule usually consists of him returning home late because of his responsibilities involving surveillance and his Lord Ryoma. So, he doesn’t normally get a lot of cuddle time with Corrin unless she stays up for him (a fact which both of them dislike) but occasionally, he gets lucky.
o   His love languages are primarily acts of service and gift-giving- so he always makes sure to bring Corrin is cared for. If he happens to go somewhere interesting, he always brings her back something from wherever he goes (even if it’s just a flower).
o   He loves to surprise Corrin with his presence, if possible, just to see her face light up at his presence.
o   When returning home, Saizo may be a bit on edge for the first hour or so, as if he is settling back into his domestic husband role. This is not to say that he needs to be alone for the hour, just that his responses may be short, and he may be incredibly responsive to what’s happening around him.  
o   As for the actual cuddling, once he settles, he loves showing Corrin how safe he feels with her- even if he isn’t aware of it himself.
o   Generally, he loves to hold Corrin in his arms rather than being held himself. If Corrin insisted, he would let her, but he would feel rather silly for quite a while (he loves it- he’s just not used to being cared for).
o   He just loves to show her how important she is to him- because she truly is the light of his life.
o   His favorite positions to cuddle in are those that allow him to look at his partner because he doesn’t want to forget any detail of her lovely face
o   He’ll cuddle for as long as Corrin wants, but he can’t sleep unless he’s on his back. In the past, he’s even stayed up all night long cuddling Corrin because she fell asleep while they were cuddled up on their side.
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Shura:
o   At the beginning of his time there, Shura was very shy. He didn’t feel as if he belonged to this group and especially didn’t feel as if he deserved the kindness of living after the sins he committed.
o   When Corrin confessed her love to him, he almost tried to talk her out of it- he was too old, too evil, too manipulative, too much emotional baggage- there was no way he would let her be corrupted by something as evil as himself.
o   Corrin was very adamant, however, to become someone that he could trust and stayed by his side. Because of this, he became attached to her and allowed himself to be her companion.
o   After a long day, Shura loves nothing more to cuddle Corrin.
o   I imagine that his love language is physical touch, more so than anything else.
o   Whether this means that he tries to sneak in a touch of hands when handing something to Corrin or enveloping Corrin in a soft, comforting hug as soon as the two are alone.
o   His favorite cuddle position is spooning. Because of his size, he always offers to be big spoon. In reality, he would have it no other way. He loves to hold her close to him, and sometimes (whether Corrin is awake or not), he brushes her hair to the side of her and plants sweet, gentle kisses to the back of her neck or her shoulder (anywhere he can reach really).
o   In these moments, he also finds it easier to admire her- whispering sweet nothings that he would get too embarrassed to say to her face.
o   Sometimes, just every once in a while, when he’s 100% sure Corrin is asleep, he practices the words he wants to say to propose to her- the ways he wants to pledge his life to caring for her and being by her side.
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Niles:
o   A relationship with Niles is quite the handful.
o   Being with Niles means dealing with not only Niles, the mischievous soul, but also Niles, the broken and distrustful.
o   The cuddling at the beginning of their relationship was kind of rough. Niles believed that Corrin wanted the side of him that she’d been used to- the one who teases her so plainly, so he put on a show.
o   Due to this, he oversexualized himself to Corrin. His cuddles could usually be seen as an invitation rather than purely cuddling. He would usually tease her with his words and his actions, touching her and encouraging her to touch him in return.
o   It wasn’t necessarily that he didn’t want to do this, he just believed that this is what Corrin wanted- and he believed that it was all he had to offer her anyway.
o   When she began to reject his advances, he began to get incredibly confused. At that point, he no longer understood their relationship.
o   Niles has never really needed to communicate before, so he was initially very bad at it. This lack of communication led to many fights or arguments, which started the rough period of their relationship.
o   However, If Corrin is patient with him in his learning to communicate (because he will certainly TRY, he’s just not very good at getting his point across), he will slowly start to truly trust her.
o   It would take a long time for Niles to get to the point where he could talk freely to Corrin, and even longer to communicate what he wants. He always thought that if he showed her who he really was, that she would leave him for someone better, someone less broken, and a part of him, the part that feeds on his abandonment issues, kind of hoped that she did. After plenty of conversations and reassurance, that part of him slowly began to lose its power and he began to hope.
o   After he realized that Corrin wanted him, not his mask he showed to the world, he realized just how precious she was to him.
o   Niles still enjoyed teasing his dear Corrin, but it was entirely different.
o   At their home, he started to become more open- this showed through little details such as taking off his eyepatch when the two went to bed.
o   All this to say, Niles loves to entwine his limbs with Corrin’s. Whether this shows through spooning, the honeymoon cuddle, or any other position, he has to have one part of himself touching her- even if its just one leg over her body or holding hands apart from each other.
o   The problem with this, however, is that Niles is a human heater. He is usually very warm, so cuddling with him gets very hot after a while. Through hot nights, Corrin usually has to wiggle away from him but he’s quite pleasant to cuddle with in winter.
o   Unlike the other two, Niles relishes in PDA. He couldn’t care less about who was around to see him cuddle his dear Corrin (which had led to many fun scenarios)
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multificimagines · 2 years
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Prompt: “Can I have this dance?”
Pairing: Claude Von Riegan x reader
Notes: this is super short haha,,
Claude hadn’t been shy about asking other students to dance with him—or even pulling Professor Byleth onto the floor with him, despite them having stayed to the side the entire time until then. It was when Byleth retreated and left that he set his sights on you, and you felt the butterflies that normally accompanied his attention on you.
Claude holds his hand out to you, and you reach for it before he even speaks, already anticipating his words: “May I have this dance?”
He knows, of course. Claude has always been perceptive like that, while still managing to hide his own thoughts and feelings. You have no way of knowing if he’s toying with you because it’s amusing, or if he’s pursuing you because he returns your feelings. You find that you don’t care right now, because the euphoria of the moment, of being held close to him and exchanging flirtatious banter as you dance, is intoxicating.
Years later, you will remember this moment when the two of you are engaged in another dance entirely—a battle that would decide the fate of Fodlan, a battle that saw you fighting people who had once been your friends.
A battle that saw you on the opposite side of Claude Von Riegan, intending to kill the one you love for your Empress even when you know you don’t want to, and even while he tries to offer you one last chance, a final warning before the end.
But right now, in this moment, everything is perfect. There is no war, no blood or corpses.
There is just you, and Claude, and the love you feel for him as you spin on the dance floor.
You wish this moment could last forever.
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malleux · 9 months
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Here’s my info for our trade
Fire Emblem male matchup plz (any of the games is fine)
Gender: cis female
Pronouns: she/her
Sexuality: heterosexual ally
Zodiac: Capricorn
Appearance: 5’2 African American hourglass body (although I’m more top heavy if you know what i mean) black curly wavy hair blackish brown eyes chubby cheeks wears glasses sometimes (im far sighted so it’s usually when driving in class or at the theater)
Mbti: infj
Enneagram: 2w1
Personality: kind smart funny motherly responsible empathetic anxious emotional moody perfectionist helpful people pleaser caring compassionate nerdy curious protective polite respectful indecisive fearful nervous introvert shy awkward clumsy low self esteem low confidence (more pertaining to my talents or personality then my looks) sassy sarcastic (I’m mainly these things with people i feel comfortable with like friends or family) soft spoken cute (my friends think im cute because i can be pretty innocent plus I’m small physically)
Likes: animals books reading writing fantasy magic sci fi anime music video games friends alone time learning personality quizzes sweets and bread helping being a part of something bigger than myself
Dislikes: spiders loud sounds people who harm others people who don’t take others into consideration (like make insensitive jokes or don’t consider the comfort of others or are mean just cause they can) people i care about not caring for themselves (im a hypocrite on this i take care of everyone else but not me) not being listened to weird holes and patterns math and tests (I’m being tested for a math disability and i have test anxiety)
Love language:
Giving: acts of service gift giving and physical affection (if they’re ok with it)
Receiving: words of affirmation and physical affection (although i can be shy about it)
Extra: i pace a lot i sing when im alone i talk to myself im a picky eater (mainly with textures) i have a cat i have minor ehlers danalos (a hyper mobility disorder) but it doesn’t hurt me like it does my sisters i get abdominal migraines which is basically like a migraine but instead of headaches it’s nausea
Thank you
hi lovely! thank you for doing this! it’s been super fun. also, apologies if i get something wrong it’s been forever since i’ve played fe3h.
i match you with… ashe!
Ashe is genuinely one of the most caring and kind people you’d ever met. You met your first day at the monastery and accidentally tripped up the stairs going to the library. Ashe saw and immediately asked if you were okay, making sure you had no injuries and reassuring you if you were a little embarrassed.
You mentioned that you were new, and he offered to take you on a tour of the monastery. You’d already been given one by Seteth, but Goddess knows he was difficult to pay attention to, so you agreed. It was way more fun than studying, and Ashe’s company was a lot better than being alone in a new place.
You grew accustomed to having him by your side—whether it be in the Blue Lions classroom, the training arena, or the dining hall. You were inseparable.
Sure, the rest of the Lions were amazing company, but it just didn’t compare to Ashe.
You both kept the other Lions out of trouble, making sure they do their best in school and training as well as each other. Ashe uplifts you in every aspect of your life, whether it’s your academics, talents, training, or just being your best self. He’s genuinely your biggest supporter and this is still before you get together. Imagine how he is once you actually do.
Ashe is like, the sweetest boyfriend to exist. He wants to do almost everything for you just for the sake of taking care of you, but also respects your boundaries. No PDA or affection that is too much for you to handle. Keeps an eye out in case you do get shy, but thinks it’s super cute so he might do it on purpose here and there. Never too far, though.
It gets rough when Lonato dies, and even harder once the war begins. With Dimitri and the Professor’s return, the war becomes serious and your relationship is put under a lot of strain. There are stressful times and hard conversations about your lives on the line. But never once does he want to leave you or think that you’re not worth the added stress.
If anything, Ashe trains harder to be able to protect both him and you, even though he knows you’re fully capable of protecting yourself. You do the same, ready to risk your life to save him even though you promised him you wouldn’t.
Luckily for the both of you, it doesn’t come to that. The war is won, and it is time for peace.
You and Ashe find peace in Faerghus, where he takes over Lonato’s lordship and works closely with Dimitri and Byleth to rebuild Fodlan. You help him, supporting your now-fiancé to the best of your abilities.
Your life has been up and down since the day you met Ashe, but you wouldn’t change it for anything. Especially when you see the tears in his eyes as you walk down the isle, all of your former classmates and friends around you. Life is good.
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sara-scribbles · 2 years
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From Almyra
Claude/F!Byleth Fandom: Fire Emblem Three Houses Word Count: 2,716 Note: Just something I've been working on for awhile. I like the idea that Claude wrote letters to Byleth. Warning(s): None
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“So you’re really leaving?” she asks. 
Claude sighs. “I have some things I need to take care of first.” His gaze softens as he gazes at her face. “I promise I’ll be back. Plus you’ll have your hands full, your highness.”
She gently holds his hand in her own. “Be safe.”
“You don’t have to worry about me.” He gives her a playful wink. “I actually have something for you.” Rummaging through one of his packs, he pulls out a tightly bounded stack of letters.
The weight of them surprises her as he hands them over. “Light reading material before bed?”
“During the five years you were gone, I wrote letters.” He rubs the back of his neck. “It was something I did so when you came back, you’d be able to catch up on everything you missed.” She glances at the stack trying to count how many there were. “Seteth has the rest,” he adds.
“Rest?” Just how many are there she wonders.
Claude mounts his wyvern. “Read them when you miss me, Byleth.” Giving her a salute and a grin, he flies off. 
She chuckles as she watches him vanish into the distance. Returning to her room, she places the stack of letters on her night table. Breathing deeply, she goes into the meeting where a pile of work greets her. Her new advisors are already gathered with requests on their lips.
“First call to order…”
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It’s a few days before Byleth finally gets around to reading Claude’s letters. Sitting in bed, she carefully unties the bundles. Each envelope is dated on the front. Breaking the seal off the first letter, she starts to read.
Imperial Year 1181 25th of the Ethereal Moon
Hey Teach, it’s been exactly a year since you disappeared. When do you plan on coming back? Maybe tomorrow? Well, when you do decide to come back, let me know. Send me a signal so I can pick you up! Things have changed a lot here.
Can you believe I’m now the official leader of the Leicester Alliance? My old man...well he’s gone now. Probably for the best with this war going on. Though Lorenz doesn’t think I’m fit to be leader; but he's always thought that.
Speaking of Lorenz, he’s gone back home to help his father. All the Golden Deers have gone home. The war has forced everyone to separate so they can help their families. Well maybe except Hilda. She’s probably living it up at home with no work to do. Though I wonder how much time she can get off with her brother around…
Anyways, when you decide to come back, I’ll be waiting.
Imperial Year 1181 18th of the Guardian Moon
Who knew running the Alliance would be so much work. The nobles are always calling meeting after meeting. It gets tiring that I just want to nap. 
I’m starting to sound like Linhardt… 
These meetings are supposed to help with strategizing but all they do is argue. Count Gloucester is one of the most vocal during these meetings.
I’m pretty sure he’d betray the Alliance if he could. Lorenz isn’t his father, but he follows his orders... Hopefully the Count will stay placated until my plans come to fruition. It’s a waiting game, this war. The princess, or I guess I should call her the emperor, is taking over land after land. I don’t know what happened to Dimitri, but from the news we’ve heard, the kingdom is in turmoil.
Here I am talking about war to you. This must be really boring to read. How’s the weather where you are, Teach? Are you resting well?
Imperial Year 1181 1st of the Pegasus Moon
Apparently the turmoil in the Holy Kingdom has reached its boiling point. The royal family has been overthrown. Faerghus is now supporting the Empire. Sounds like a lot of scheming went on. I’m not sure who she is, but a woman named Cornelia seems to be behind all this. I wonder what happened to his highness…
I’m doing the best I can for the Alliance, but the nobles don’t really see what I’m trying to do. This war, it’s not good. And right now I don’t want to bring us into it. It may be selfish, but it’s the best course of action. What would you do, Teach? You’ve always been a woman of action. Yet you always acted with careful thought.
Your guidance would be a wonderful thing right now. But don’t worry, my mind has already come up with a number of strategies. Hopefully these will last until this war ends.
Imperial Year 1181 6th of the Lone Moon
There are times I think back to our academy days. I remember our first meeting like it was yesterday. I’ll admit, I didn’t think much of you except that you might be of use to my plans. Who would have thought how much things would change in such a short time. You led the Golden Deers without hesitation or looking back.
I admire that about you. Always looking ahead. I’ve told myself to look forward. To look forward to the future I imagine. That’s what's fueled me for so long. The future I imagine seemed possible with you leading us. Though you’re gone at the moment, I still believe that my ambitions can come true. And you’ll be back to see it all.
Lorenz has already started to believe you won’t return. But I can’t. You’re a fighter, Teach. And one small drop won’t keep you down forever. I can feel it. You’re out there somewhere waiting to come back.
When you do, we should have tea together. I can catch you up on everything going on.
Imperial Year 1182 31st of the Great Tree Moon
There’s one person you have to meet. Make it two. But one of them is Judith, the Hero of Daphnel. She doesn’t care about status or wealth. She cares about the people. That’s more than I can say for some of the Alliance nobles.
Still she’s always calling me ‘boy’ even though I’m not a kid anymore. Yeesh, can’t she just call me by my name like everyone else? Well she calls Lorenz ‘Gloucester boy’ so I guess it’s not so bad.
Imperial Year 1182 13th of the Harpstring Moon
War talks can get rather long and tedious. Some of the nobles want to go to war while others are more hesitant. There are those who don’t fear the power of the Empire. And those who do but see it as a way to pick the winning side if all else fails. What to do?
I don’t plan on losing. I’m sure Edelgard knows that since she’s been careful around our territory. Unlike before, these aren’t mock battles that we can turn around and laugh about later.
Imperial Year 1182 11th of the Garland Moon
Is it strange I don’t have faith in the gods? It’s not that I hate them or anything like that. It’s more that I rather have faith in myself. Having faith in my own abilities means I have control over what happens. If something goes wrong I only have myself to blame. And if something goes right, well, it was by my own hands. 
You’re probably wondering why I’m bringing this up all of a sudden, right? I happened to see Marianne in prayer a few days ago. Her father was here for a meeting and she came along. Seeing her so deep in her prayers made me wonder.
Imperial Year 1182 21st of the Blue Sea Moon
Did you ever want to just run away from a situation? Just go somewhere far away where no one knows you? But would that actually solve your problems? What if in the new place you face the same problems? What if there’s no escape no matter how far you run?
What would you do then?
Imperial Year 1182 16th of the Verdant Rain Moon
Was my last letter strange? Sorry about that. Sometimes I find myself too deep in my own thoughts. But you understand this, Teach, right? You don’t have to answer any of those questions right away. But I look forward to hearing your thoughts.
Imperial Year 118 20th  Horsebow Moon
Happy birthday, Teach! Too bad we can’t celebrate it with a big party. You wouldn’t let us do it last time either, but I had a whole plan for your next. Don’t worry, I promise to throw you a party for every year you’re not here. Who knows, maybe we’ll be partying all year?
I sincerely wish you the best, Teach. You deserve it.
Imperial Year 1182 10th of the Wyvern Moon
It’s getting cooler now. The light doesn’t last as long. The meetings continue to drag on and on. Most of the nobles just like to hear themselves talk.
Imperial Year 1182 18th of the Red Wolf Moon
With winter coming, it seems that the Empire has stopped its movement. At least this will give us sometime to discuss a better plan. We argue about the same things every day. Perhaps I could join the war, but the timing isn’t right. You know me, Teach. If the timing isn’t right, I can’t put my plans in motion.
Imperial Year 1182 25th of the Ethereal Moon
It’s strange. Today is the founding of Garreg Mach, and yet that isn’t the reason I remember it. I’m reminded of your lessons and tea times. The numerous times you kicked everyone’s butt in training.
Another year is ending and a new one will start soon. Hope you’re doing well wherever you are, Teach. Here’s to another year.
Imperial Year 1183 3rd of the Pegasus Moon
Today is Hilda’s birthday, which she decided to remind me of since I forgot last year. She’s not going to have a party, though I don’t think she minds. Even with all the free time she has, she spends a lot of it avoiding her brother since he wants her to work. She at least likes the gift I got her.
I sometimes wish I could have a day to myself. But it doesn’t seem like that will be happening any time soon.
Imperial Year 1183 9th of the Harpstring Moon
It’s been a busy couple of months since I last wrote. As the war drags on, we have to consider those who are impacted the most. The people can only hold out for so long. Transport of supplies has been slow due to the conflict. The Empire has renewed their attacks and inch closer to the edges of the Alliance every day.
But of course we can’t seem to come to an agreement on most things. At least they have decided to send aid to the people who are being affected the most. It’s a start.
Imperial Year 1183 28th of the Blue Sea Moon
With all the work, I forgot about my birthday until now. It’s a little late, but there are more pressing issues. I still have the gift you gave me for my birthday. Nothing too exciting happened. I’m sure you would've thrown me a great tea party. 
Maybe next time?
Imperial Year 1183 31st of the Wyvern Moon
It’s fall already… Sometimes looking up at the stars, I can forget everything. My dreams, worries, and problems seem small compared to the vastness of the sky. Regardless of where we are, the stars will always be the same. Bright, twinkling balls of energy.
Imperial Year 1184 1st of the Guardian Moon
Nothing to report! Hah, did I get you? 
I sometimes find myself thinking about the academy days. They were simple times where our biggest worries were passing. Seems like forever ago doesn’t it, Teach?
Imperial Year 1184 15th of the Lone Moon
What am I going to do with Count Gloucester? It’s only speculation on my part, but he’s changed his tune. It was an offhand comment on how this war might be better for us.
Those who benefit from war are always the nobles. Those who are well off already tend to remain unscathed. It’s not unheard of for nobles to switch sides if they think it will benefit them. I’m not saying Lorenz’s father would do such a thing, but one has to wonder…
Imperial Year 1184 22nd of the Garland Moon
It’s been raining most of the month. I guess they don’t call it the rainy season for nothing. I’m going on a trip in a few days. Can’t tell you where I’m going yet, but hopefully it’ll help with the war. 
Knowing you, you’d be worried about me going off on my own. I’ll be fine. I promise I’ll tell you all about it when I can.
Imperial Year 1184 8th of the Horsebow Moon
Did you miss me, Teach? My trip was somewhat successful. Though some of it didn’t go as planned. Have you ever met someone so stubborn in your life? He might be old, but he is still pigheaded…
Anyways, I’ll tell you more about it later.
Imperial Year 1184 27th of the Ethereal Moon
Not much going on. With winter, the Empire slows their movements. I wonder how their people are doing with this war? Based on my intel, the Holy Kingdom’s people are not doing so well. I guess it’s to be expected with power hungry people ruling. Still no sign of the prince, though I doubt he’s dead. Dimitri is made of stronger stuff.
It’s almost been five years since we last saw each other, Teach. I’m not sure if you’d recognize me now. I’ve grown a lot. But I still think I’m the same Claude as before, just with a shinier title.
When we meet up, you have to tell me where you went and what you did. I look forward to our reunion.
Imperial Year 1185 13th of Garland Moon
It’s Lorenz’s birthday as he was so kind to remind me. I didn’t have time to plan a special gift for him, so I gave him a regular gift. The way he opened my present so carefully, you would’ve thought I put a stink bomb in there or something. He seemed pleased enough with the gift, and I even avoided a long winded lecture.
Oh, it’s raining again.
Imperial Year 1185 22nd of the Verdant Rain Moon
Sometimes I forget how beautiful the world can be. And then nature decides to remind me. I saw a double rainbow while flying. Some say it’s a sign of luck from the gods. You know how I feel about gods, Teach. 
Still it was a sight to behold. And for a second I felt happy. It was fleeting, but it reminded me of what I’m fighting for. I want everyone to be able to enjoy the wonders of nature together free from prejudices and worry.
Sounds really sappy now that I read it aloud. But it doesn’t change how I feel. My dream remains the same.
Imperial Year 1185 25th of the Red Wolf Moon
In a month, we’ll be having our reunion. I’m sure you’ll be there, Teach. You’re never one to disappoint. And when we finally get together, there’s a lot I need to tell you. 
There’s a lot I can’t say in these letters because I need to see your face. I promised myself that I would tell you the truth. No more hiding behind schemes. Though I guess I never could hide from your sharp eyes.
Imperial Year 1185 26th of the Ethereal Moon
It’s only been a few minutes since the new day. Yet, I can’t sleep. Not after finally seeing you again. 
I started writing these because it meant you would read them someday. It became a habit to write to you when something came to mind. Even when I didn’t have time, I would compose letters in my head. But now that you’re here, I guess I don’t have to write these any more.
I’m not sure when I’ll give these to you since it seems like things are moving quickly. But I’m glad you’re here. Once we have a moment of rest, I want to tell you something. Until then, we’ll focus on the battles ahead. 
Together we can carve out the future.
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nabateaprodigy · 8 months
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Can I request some fluffy headcanons for Alcryst Gregory and male Alear with a female reader?
Alcryst, M!Alear, and Gregory Headcannons.
Series: Fire Emblem
Characters: Alcryst, M!Alear, and Gregory.
Genre: Fluff.
Reader: Female.
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Alcryst
First of all, he's very shy and nervous as we all know he'd always say things like. "You can do better than me." WHICH IS NOT TRUE AT ALL!! Give this boy all the affection, love, and reassurance because he deserves it!
I feel like it would be a while before he started calling you any nicknames. However, when he does I can see him calling you princess, darling, my angel, and my love.
Of course, you call him nicknames as well such as my prince, darling, handsome man, prince charming, and Sir-Loves-A-Lot.
I feel like Alcyrst would be nervous before and even after you officially have a relationship with him. Citrinne and Lapis are his wingmen or wingwomen in this case. They both love and support you both and want nothing more than to see Alcyrst happy. :)
Alcyrst just loves to cuddle with you although he might be too shy to ask for cuddles. He wouldn't bring it up, especially at the start of your relationship and instead would wait for you to mention it. But when he gets more comfortable except to cuddle this boy a lot!
M!Alear
I mentioned cuddling with Alcyrst but with Alear? You might as well be cuddling this boy all day! It's like you mind tho you love cuddling up to your sleepy dragon prince!
Of course, you know this boy's love for animals knows no bounds! After every battle, he'll look around the area to bring back any animals to the Sommiel. This can range from Cats, Dogs, Rabbits, and even Sheep!
You would also be one of the lucky ones to revive an Emblem Ring from Alear! (Whoever that Emblem Ring is up to you!) Alear knows even in battle if he can't protect you the Emblem Ring will.
Of course, since you're in a relationship with Alear that means you also know Sommie! Of course, when you first met Alear you noticed how Sommie followed him around. You found it to be completely and utterly adorable! Of course when Sommie warmed up he'd also follow you around!
Of course, you know how kind Alear is he's the sweetest boy you've ever met! Maybe even too kind can't let people take advantage of his kindness. So just like how he protects you in return you protect him as well!
Gregory
Of course just like Alear and Alcryst Gregory also loves cuddles! Of course, Gregory loves things that are soft and cuddly. So expect to be surrounded by a bunch of plushies while you cuddle!
I feel like Alear Gregory would also like animals. Dogs, rabbits, and sheep are all animals I think he would like. It's a good thing Alear brings back so many animals to the Sommiel. It means animals are never too far away and of course, he loves to hold and cuddle Sommie!
Gregory can be somewhat time and shy especially when first meeting him. However when getting to know him more it's like he's a different person! It makes you happy to see him this way as it shows how much he trusts you.
Of course, you know how much Gregory dislikes pain. It's understandable as no one likes to get hurt. So in battle, you're at his side ready to protect him from danger! Of course, he'll do the same Gregory hates getting hurt but hates it even more when others he cares about get hurt.
Having known Gregory for a while you knew he had a real talent for making outfits! Of course, you would be more than willing to try out any outfits he made. Of course, he'd also make outfits just for you! <3
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hey!!!! I love ur blog!! please would I be able to have some enemies-to-lovers headcanons for Felix, Sylvain, dimitri and Ingrid? Post time skip. Thank you
{Hello! Uhm, so...I was going through my unfinished drafts and saw that I had begun this but never finished it. I completed Felix's but never got past! It's a l s o more of an imagine than a headcannon. Apparently younger me saw an opportunity and went ham. I don't know when i'll ever get around to sylvain/dimitri/ingrid...but I hope this little Felix offering is something you'll like!}
Prompt: Enemies to Lovers
Master List: Here
"A Lack of Feeling" {Felix x Reader}
Everyone is this man's enemy. End of story.
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Alright, maybe not everyone but there are more on the list than not. If Felix was an NPC in an RPG, then his affection meter towards anyone he meets beyond childhood begins at -50 points. No exceptions. (at least this is what he wants people to believe)
Normally if someone spends enough time with him they can earn his good graces, you know? At the very least get him on neutral ground, it's only natural after all that time investment
This applies to most cases with Felix
"Most" being a key word here
There are three special cases: the Prince of Fargeus, his loyal pet, and one other emotionally constipated hindrance
Deep down Felix knew that he truly did not detest the first two. The situation involving them was more complicated than his mind could handle during his youth, so until he aged and saw proof of Dimitri's willpower his feelings remained sour. Throughout it all he still had a definite idea of how to view them both and could predict their moves like a book.
The third? Not so much. It seemed like the more time Felix spent observing them, the more he grew unsettled. Nothing they did let any insight to their own emotions or thoughts. All he could learn through the grape vine were blatant facts: their birthday, hometown, etc. Nothing personal. Everything felt…fake? Staged? As if their personality was being written up off the top of someone's head in a book.
Felix couldn't trust them, no matter how much the professor, Sylvain, or anyone else tried to convince him. Rather than antagonize them like he did with Dimitri, Felix chose to flat out ignore their presence.
"My name is Felix, and if you're wise then you won't ever need to use it"- he spoke upon meeting, and that was it.
What he found the most odd was that they simply ignored his hostility. Not in a way to challenge him, or in disinterest, but with acceptance. Any attempt on being friends was made by others on their behalf.
They weren't pushy, he'd give them that. He didn't feel guilty since they clearly had no interest in him either.
Until one late evening a few dawns after Edelgard's betrayal, he had found flowers on every grave within the monestary. It was a chance sight since he'd accidentally spend too long in the sauna, but walking through the Cemetery showed even the most ancient stones with offerings. With dates older than any person in the castle, they likely hadn't been visited in years.
And at the end of it all sat his one-sided enemy. The supposedly empty shell laid a bouquet on another grave and for the first time he saw them cry.
"I didn't know you had the ability to cry," He approached them cautiously and against his better judgement. He instantly regretted too.
"I didn’t know you had the ability to care," they said back, much more brash than he'd ever heard before
Felix said nothing else in response…what do you say to someone after openly despising them for months on end? Did he even want to apologize?
"I don't, but you look more suspicious than usual" he gestured to the graves surrounding them
"It's unlikely they'll be getting any visitors anytime soon…they deserve at least one last honoring,"
That night was when Felix first felt their personality, and it was scarily similar to his own
Perhaps he would have noticed it sooner if he'd tried
Perhaps the similarity is why he never did. One of him was enough
Or…was it? The drop in his chest as they began to become acquainted implied that he may have been missing out on something he'd hadn't planned to ever find
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mlmdarkfiction · 11 months
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Any thoughts on yandere Òtr fire embelm?
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