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lapinbunwrites · 1 month
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Title: A Sleepy Proposal
Rating: Gen
Warnings: None
Fandom: Fire Emblem Three Houses
Relationship: Byleth Eisner/Claude von Riegan
Characters: Byleth Eisner, Claude von Riegan
Additional Tags: Post Verdant Wind Route, Fluff
Word Count: 495
Ao3 Link
Byleth couldn’t remember the last time she had seen Claude. The last she saw of him was in the Goddess Tower when the war shortly ended, he was gone in the wind. With the little amount of time they had spent together, he left a lasting impression on her, but she knew that she left an even bigger impression on him.
It was hard for her not to think of him right now, with the amount of work that she had to do. She was overloaded with problems to fix, from reforming the church, handling the lords both in the old Empire and the old Kingdom, dealing with the last reminits of the TWISTED, and dealing with uprisings for the late Emperor. It was a lot to deal with. She missed the days sitting down by a campfire with her old mercenary group, listening to old tales from her father. Now, she was ruling a new kingdom by herself.
Byleth placed her quill down, looking out the window to see the plushy grass swaying in the wind under the bright blue sky. The wind shortly picked up, flowing into the room she was sitting in, tussling her hair. It was truly hard not to see Claude in everything, it put a twinge of pain in her heart knowing that he was gone.
She couldn’t take this much longer, so she left her room to get a breath of fresh air. It felt nice being able to stretch her arms out in the open field. Byleth let out a little yawn as she laid down on the grass, feeling the warm sun on her face.
“Claude,” Byleth groggily said, shifting around, not realizing he shifted her head onto his lap.
“Good evening, Byleth,” Claude smiled, helping her sit up as he rested his back against his wyvern.
“When did you get back to Fódlan?” She yawned as she made herself comfortable by sitting in between his legs.
“A little while ago,” he said, yawning as he wrapped his arms around her.
“Someone’s a little tired,” she chuckled, nuzzling her head onto his chest.
“I rushed all the way here to ask you something,” he smiled, placing a kiss on her temple.
“What would that be?” Byleth asked, her voice lowering as she closed her eyes.
“I wanted to ask you if you wanted to marry me?” Claude asked, following her lead.
“I would love to,” she muttered before falling asleep against him.
“I love you,” he said, placing one last kiss on her head.
In a short few moons, their wedding took place in the same grassy field they fell asleep in. Byleth was in a beautiful black wedding with a wedding lacy wedding veil that was just as long as her dress. Claude matched her with a nice black suit that was accented with a lot of gold. It was a joyous day as they spent it around friends and partying for a full day.
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Not me over here forgetting to post this up on Tumblr a week and half after posting it up on Ao3. Anyway this is a revenge fic for cynical_mystic who gave me a lovely Sylveth fic months ago.
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juls-art · 4 years
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Day 3: Dance
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archaicden · 4 years
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claudedue sketches + by n khalid 💛
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writtingfiction · 3 years
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Claude and a fake dating au please
Please enjoy this mondern version of them cast with the fake dating au! School starts in three days, lets see how many stories I can write before then, enjoy!!
pairing: Byleth x Claude
words: 1.7 k
Now when Claude had received the invitation to the corporate annual party he wasn’t expecting much, just the usual black and white suit and talk about how things are going well within the company. Maybe brag a little about how they got the upper hand in sales for the first quarter of the year. Nonetheless, as cunning as he was, he wasn’t expecting to show up at the party with his former boss from back when he was an intern with the Seiros Inc. Not only did he show up with his former boss, but he’s also said to everyone, within his company and rivalling companies that the two of them are together.
So, imagine everyone’s surprise when the two enter the room all eyes on them. Byleth has half a mind to pat his arm gently in a way to comfort him. Claude wants to crawl into his own skin the way Edelgard and Dimitri look at him. Never mind how Seteth absolute seethes as he sends daggers towards him ready to rip him apart the second, he’s left alone. He thinks the only person to not be surprised by this was his own assistant. Although, he didn’t have the heart to tell him that this wasn’t exactly real.
When the pair had separated his close friends swarmed him. There were a lot of comments and many, many questions. He needed a drink. Hilda was incessantly poking his side, demanding for answers as Lorenz was lecturing him about something, he’s not paying attention.
“If you keep asking me all at the same time, I can’t answer you.” Claude said annoyed. Just barely making it to the table to grab a drink. The small crowd goes silent before they all speak up again. He shoots them a look before he hears one voice clearly through all the voices.
“Ok, ok, ok, I just need to know how.” It was Lysithea. Claude looks her in eye and then towards the rest of his friends. He’s now very glad that the two of them talked about this beforehand and came up with a story. Claude clears his throat.
“Well,” He starts off, trying to give off a vibe of mysteriousness and he is doing it well. “It started after Byleth got back from her overseas trip— “
“That that was 8 months ago!!” Hilda let out a whispered cry. Claude sends her a glare.
“Yes—As I was saying, after the overseas trip she had. We got back into touch as she was looking for a new job. I told her she could apply at Leicester Alliance and things went on from there.” Claude said, sipping his sweet drink. Rapheal lands a rough hand on his shoulder congratulating him.
“I have half a mind to scold you Claude, getting together with a former colleague like that? Do you even know what this could do to the company?” Lorenz started off with his lecture and Claude tried his hardest not to eye roll.
“Hence why we kept hidden for so long. We also hid it well mind you.” Claude said. Pointing a finger to no one in particular. Lysithea shakes her head.
“You haven’t answered my question.” Lysithea was a very smart girl for her age. Even though he constantly teases her for it, he couldn’t help but curse at how she knew he avoided the question. He had hoped his friends would carry the conversation away when they knew the least amount.
“What was your question, again?”
“How. How did you manage to convince Byleth to get with you?” Claude hums. His way of buffering so he can recall what him and Byleth discussed.
“I charmed her. Impeccable planning if I might say so myself.” Claude says. Grin as wide as possible to show off how cocky he was. He could see the very visible eye roll from Hilda.
“Totally Claude, now will you stop and just tell us?” Hilda whines out.
“Tell you what?” It’s a new voice. Everyone turns to see Byleth standing at the edge of their little circle. She’s dressed in smooth black dress that hugs her figure comfortably. There’s some gold jewelry on her wrists and neck. A matching pendent with Claude with his own necklace. Byleth’s outfit compliments Claude’s nicely, a couple picked straight from a magazine.
“Byleth! They were asking about how I managed to get you under my arm.” Claude said. Approaching her, smoothly wrapping an arm around her waist.
“If I remember correctly, it was you who was caught like a deer in headlights when I had asked you out for dinner.” Byleth said. Voice flat with a hint of teasing to it. The cat-like smirks that appeared on half of his friends faces had almost made him loose his composure. It didn’t help either that what Byleth said was true. When things first started out, Byleth suggested a dinner to chat about things and it honestly caught him off guard.
“Well, now they don’t need to know that.” Claude let out a nervous chuckle. He thought he had everything under control but this woman had him rethinking all his plans in under a second. She was just as or more cunning than him. A rare smile appeared on her face.
“No need to hide what happened. Have you told them about how you almost fell down the stairs earlier?” Byleth teased as Claude went red, choking on his words.
Claude trying to save himself and barely in doing so. Byleth was ready to crumble the reputation he had as cool lover and was trying too. Not with fake information either, he didn’t know if it was worse. However, while trying to keep it together he was catching things. People were relaxing around him for once. His close friends and coworkers were smiling and sharing stories from their lives. His rivals weren’t so tense around him, Seteth stopped glaring at him throughout the night. The old man was more focused on his sister than him tonight.
Byleth was making everyone around him more comfortable by telling them a side that only she would see. Claude shook his head with a small smile on his lips. Perhaps she was more cunning than he was.
The rest of the evening goes on without a hitch and he’s very happy with himself. Byleth noticed the change in demeanor. She wouldn’t let him off the hook so easily. However, she’s stopped in her tracks by two familiar faces. Edelgard and Dimitri approach her before they leave for the night.
“Byleth, if I may,” Dimitri speaks up, long blonde hair tied back nicely. There’s a small braid on the side of his hair leading to the bun. “Would it still be too late to offer you a position within the Faerghus Knights?” There’s an eye roll from Edelgard.
“What he means to say, even though you’re with Claude would you be open to a new and better position? Preferably with the Adrestian Corp.” Edelgard said. Byleth can only smile, a small part of her is glad they haven’t given up the friendly rivalry she only hopes it doesn’t end in an ugly way.
“I’m sorry, my loyalty goes to Claude. Not just because he’s my boyfriend.” Byleth felt something twist at her heart. It felt strange to call him that openly. She had spent the last month or two coming to terms with the deal that the two of them made. The two leaders of their respective company's sigh.
“We’ll get you one day, Professor.” Dimitri said a large smile on his face. Byleth only shook her head at the old nickname. Yes, she was their boss and taught them how to do their jobs to the best of their abilities but she didn’t deserve that title. She bids them fair well and goes to rejoin Claude. She knew the man was getting weary with how the others questioned him relentlessly about company issues now that pleasantries were over.
She grabs both of their coats before she reenters the room. A clear sign that they were leaving for the night and no one would stop them for a chat. It was one thing she was grateful for; they knew when people wanted to leave and would let them. It takes Byleth a moment to find him even with everyone who has left. When she does spot him, he’s surround by those greedy slimy men who would do anything to get ahead. Unfortunately, Claude is the only huge target left. Edelgard and Dimitri left, Seteth and Rhea left two hours into the party. First to arrive and first to leave, mused Byleth.
Byleth appears at Claude’s side in a matter of moments. One hand resting on his back, a comforting gesture. There’s a stretched smile on Claude’s face and cruel grins on the faces surrounding him. Byleth is quick in saying hi as she places Claude’s coat in his arms, cementing the fact that they were leaving and no one would be stopping them. Only one or two men tried to keep Claude longer but Byleth was quick to interject. Coats on and pulling him away from the crowd by the hand. When the doors of the building were closed behind them, they let out a breath.
There’s a shared look between the two of them, before they let out a small laugh. Byleth is the first to move from their spot at the door. Hand reaching in to her coat pocket and taking the keys out, waving them in the air.
“Ready to head home?” Byleth said.
“Couldn’t speak sweeter words for my ears to hear.” Claude said.
The drive home was nice, the music was just loud enough to drown out overwhelming thoughts. However, as Claude checks his phone looking at new emails a smirk appears on his lips.
“Good news, we have more shareholders because of our appearance tonight. I have a feeling there’ll be some more cameras following us around more than normal over the next couple weeks.” Claude said. “You ready for this?”
“I’m ready. The company will come out on top for the end of the year, just get ready for the speed bumps along your path.” Byleth replied. Claude let out a chuckle.
“We’ll defeat anything coming our way. I won’t let them win.” Claude said, knowing the year ahead of them will be difficult but he had Byleth by his side. What could go wrong?
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kitsartstuff · 3 years
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you know how,,,like when they,,,yeah
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admyrable · 4 years
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This is my gift for Theia (@theia-aithre) as part of @evilbunnyking‘s Claudeleth gift exchange! I wasn’t sure what to draw, but when you mentioned fluff and sitting in a library I started piecing together an idea. I hope you like it! Just some late night studying :’)
I had a lot of fun with this piece! I tried to practice lighting from different angles, which I will call a mini-success. Still lots to learn. Byleth’s outfit will forever complex me. And hands...I’m trying my best.
Thank you to @evilbunnyking for the idea! I think this was super fun and was a much needed break from all of the chaos going on right now. 
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strink-family · 4 years
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Late at night I got this idea and thought it was the funniest freaking thing
So enjoy Caspar exploring Garreg Mach post-Timeskip
Audio: https://youtu.be/ObsdIfmxrpk
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lapinbunwrites · 11 months
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Title: The Scene That Hurts
Ratings: Gen
Warnings: None
Category: F/M
Fandom: Fire Emblem AU
Relationship: Claude von Riegan/Byleth Eisner
Characters: Byleth Eisner, Claude von Riegan, Edelgard von Hresvelg
Additional Tags: Modern AU, Actor AU, Fake Blood
Word Count: 1,350
Ao3 Link
Byleth felt her heart beat hard in her chest as the her and the Empire army marched on Derdriu. The air felt heavy as they continued to walk, meeting with Khalid's army. There were only a few more battles that they had left to conquer Fodlan, but this was the battle she was dreading the most. Multiple thoughts went through her head as they stopped walking as the hit the stone ground. She felt her heart drop at the site of seeing Claude. His looks alone weren't going to make fighting him much easier, he had grown very handsome over the past five years.
"Professor," Edelgard said softly.
"Hm?" Byleth asked, turning to face her.
"What is your opinion of Claude?" She asked, her eyes becoming dull. "I can't help but wonder what sort of impression he made on you."
"I think he would have been a great king," Byleth asked, with no hint of a lie.
"Interesting," Edelgard sighed out.
That wasn't the only thing that Byleth got from him when they met when she was still their professor. He was many things, he was a jokester, a schemer, he was chaotic, and he was a man with many thoughts running through his brain that he kept to himself. But underneath it all, he had a heart of gold and cared for the ones around him. That was probably the reason why she fell for him.
"Professor?" Edelgard asked, shaking Byleth.
"Sorry," Byleth apologized. "I was lost in thought."
"That's very unlike you, my friend," Edelgard said, letting go of her. "Please be on your guard, this fight won't be easy."
Byleth nodded as Hubert walked up to them, giving the specifics of their job. It wasn't long after that the fighting began. While Edelgard and Byleth stayed back for the time being, the members of both armies attacked and kill each other. Edelgard left Byleth's side as soon as she found an opening to fight. Byleth took a deep breath in and exhaled, feeling the air become even heavier. She placed her hands on her stomach churn as she watched everyone fight.
"Professor! I need your help!" Edelgard yelled.
Byleth nodded, her hand shaked as she reached for her sword. Ignoring the growing tension her hand, she rushed towards Edelgard when her blood patch broke. Byleth made it a quick and painless 'death' for the extra. The more she fought, the more she killed, the more it felt like the battle would never end. She felt the tension setting into her body, she wanted the battle to end, but she didn't want to face the man that had her heart. Not that her feeling mattered much, Edelgard and Byleth marched over to Khalid once the many people 'died.'
"Teach...You should have chosen me instead of Edelgard," Khalid said, drawing his bow back. "No point in whining about it now, I suppose."
Byleth reached out her hand, hoping it would ease the pain in her heart as she heard the gruffness in his voice and to scowl on his face.
"Sorry, but I'll be taking the win today," Khalid said, releasing the bow string.
Every part of her wanted to take the arrow to the heart to end her fight against him, to feel what she was feeling. It was only by Edelgard's grace that she hit the fake arrow with her fake axe. She watched as Edelgard rush Khalid and began fighting him. As much as she wanted to help her out, Byleth couldn't move. All she could do was watch them fight. It wasn't until Edelgard was being over powered by Khalid and Hilda. Byleth rushed over to her aid, taking on Hilda. Thankfully for Byleth, the sounds of plastic hitting each other undercut how tense she was feeling. It was short lived as soon as she was able to kill Hilda. She looked over to Edelgard and her beloved Khalid, she was shocked that he was still standing. The two rushed him, quickly overpowering him.
"Khalid," she whispered out, feeling the water drip down from above.
"Claude," Edelgard corrected her.
Byleth held out her sword, pointing at Khalid.
"I see," Khalid said, reaching towards the light as fake tears and fake blood ran down his face. "Right until the very end, I've read this whole thing terrible wrong...All my hopes have fallen to ash. I really hope you make the world...better..."
"Haa...." she muttered out. "AAAAAAAAAAH!" She screamed out before Khalid could say another word, startling her cast members.
"CUT!" The director yelled. "You know you're not supposed to cry during this scene Byleth! Take five!"
"I'm sorry!" She apologized, taking the towel and water from a crew member. "It's just  very intense scene!"
"Heh," Khalid laughed as the cameras kept rolling trying to get bloopers. "In her defense I was a pretty good actor! Right...'Teach?'"
"Call me that one more time!" She cried, pinching his cheek.
"So you admit that I was a good actor!" He teased, placing his hand on hers. "Look at you! You are even crying for me!~ What were you imagining? Hm?"
"I imagine you died!!" She replied, pinching harder.
Khalid teased her a bit more before running for his life.
"Edelgard," the camera man asked.
"How is the scene for you?" The asked, pointing the camera in her face.
"This is the tenth take for Claude's death scene," she laughed. "I wish we could get it done."
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Byleth took a deep breath in and exhaled; she was always so nervous for interviews. It never how many she has done since becoming an actress, she was always awkward when doing them. She never really knows how to react when people asks her things and she was always so stiff. It didn't help that most of the interviewers were also stiff and just wanted things to be done.
"It's alright babe," Khalid reassured her, pecking her cheek. "I am here with you."
"I hope so, that was the hardest acting job I ever had," Byleth frowned, giving him a tight hug.
"Heh," he chuckled, hugging her back. "I am alright, I am still alive and kicking."
The two of them walked into the room, getting everything put on them. As they waited their standard few minutes, Byleth sat up straight, placing her hands on her knees. Khalid on the other hand slouched on the side of the chair closest to her. She leaned down, gave him multiple kisses on his cheek. It did help calm her down, but only a little.
"We are rolling," the director said.
"I've gotten word about your guy's fight scene," interviewer said, looking over their paper. "What was so hard about it?"
"It wasn't hard for me at all," Khalid laughed. "I've been in situations where I could have died and say the most emotional things."
"And that helped you with the scene," they asked.
"Yes, when you have a brother like mine, you kind of hold it in," he laughed.
"Is that true," the interviewer asked, looking over to Byleth.
"Yes, that is true," Byleth nodded, holding Khalid's arm tightly. "I've met his brother and he is quite the character."
"Hehe," the interviewer laughed. "Anyway, how was the scene for you?"
"It was nerve wracking!" She answered, hugging her boyfriend from the side. "I honestly thought he was going to die!"
"You're so cute," he teased. "She chased me around the set for teasing her after one of the takes."
"This is what you get when that happens," she pouted.
"Well I am alive, my love," Khalid said, leaning in close to her.
"I know and I am happy about it," she replied, giving him a kiss.
He kissed her back before continuing the rest of the interview. There wasn't much too it, but Byleth was just happy to get it over with. She was nervous through the whole of it. She was just glad to be back home with her love being able to cook something to eat with him and spend the rest of the day doing nothing much.
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I was looking through my Claudeleth zine earlier today and remembered my friend Kwoojii was in it  and she did an actor au. I had a very might need to try to write a fic for it. Surprisingly, I had enough energy to do so. I hope you enjoy!
You can find her piece here!
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lapinbunwrites · 2 years
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Title: The Merman and The Fisherman
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Fandom: Fire Emblem Three Houses
Relationship: M!Byleth Eisner/Claude von Riegan
Additional Tags: Mermaid AU, Fluff, Some Angst
Word Count: 2,790
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The ocean was as deep as it was vast. It held many creatures, many different types of fish, sharks, dolphins, and creatures no one has ever seen. However, there was one such creature that sailors and fishermen were said to have seen, but remains elusive, merfolk. No one has ever been able to catch one to prove one another wrong. Not until recently anyways.
Claude swam through the deep seas, communicating with all sea life. Being their prince, he made it a point to talk to everyone he could. Even though he talked to everyone, the one creature he was never allowed to talk to were humans. They always intrigued him, especially one human that he saw. Claude always saw him sitting on a pier, or sitting in sand on the beach. This man always had a fishing pole with him and he always looked so serene. Sometimes he was with someone, sometimes he wasn’t. The man fished at the same time everyday. It was odd to Claude, but it was interesting to him at the same time.
On one particular day, Claude swam until he saw the pier, where the man was in one of his usual spots by himself. Every time the man fished, he wouldn’t get much. Just some small fry fish that probably won’t last him, and his family, very long
It gave Claude an idea. He dove back into the ocean, finding, and catching, any big fish that he could. When he went over to the pier, he placed the fish on the hook, smiling as the line disappeared. He continuously gave him fish until he had enough chasing them. He bobbed part of his face over the water to see the man’s reaction. Claude became confused, because his expression hadn’t changed. Was it the fish that he caught and gave away? Or was it something else. The human he had focused his attention on perplexed him. He was so odd, he only interested him more.
The next day, Claude saw the man again, only with someone else this time. He did the same thing as the day before. The only difference between the two days was that the older man was happy with the bounty. Why was the one man he was interested in so indifferent and the older man with him so excited about it? Claude wanted to know why the man was acting like this deep down in his bones, but the repeating words of his parents echoed in his mind to never talk to humans.
He shook his head, he didn’t care, he was going to talk to him the next time he was alone on the beach. The day the fisherman was alone, a grin swept across Claude’s face. He swam close to the shore, letting part of his face appear over the water. At first, the man didn’t realize; he only noticed Claude when he tugged at the fishing line.
“Hello,” Claude said, swimming closer to him.
“Hello,” the man said, calmly.
“What’s your name,” Claude asked, tilting his head.
“Byleth,” he responded, reaching his hand out.
Claude shook his head. “Why are you here everyday?”
“Because it’s nice,” Byleth said, reeling his line back in. He placed down his fishing pole next to him, stopping his fishing for the day. “What’s your name?”
“Claude,” he smiled.
“What a nice name,” Byleth said, nonchalantly.
“Thank you, my parents gave it to me,” Claude chuckled. He looked at Byleth with confusion. His expression had changed.
Byleth gave him the same expression. “What is it?”
“You seem sad,” Claude replied. “Is everything alright?”
Byleth sighed.
“Is it the older man that’s always with you,” Claude asked, swimming back and forth.
“Oh, hmm,” Byleth paused. He let out a little sigh before speaking again. “He is my father.”
Claude became confused. He swam closer to him, reaching out his webbed hand out towards him. “Did something happen to him?”
Byleth moved his face away from him.
Claude retracted his hand quickly back into the water, swimming backwards.
“Sorry,” Byleth sniffed. “Touch isn’t my strong suit right now.”
Claude let out a little sigh as he backed away from him.
“My father passed away,” Byleth said, trying to hold back tears. He wiped off the tears that still fell from his eyes.
Seeing the man cry, Claude felt sad. He swam back into the ocean, looking deep into the vast waters, searching for something. He searched and searched until he found one thing that might pique Byleth’s interest. When he swam back to shore, he saw him clutching onto his fishing pole.
“Here,” Claude said, holding out his hand. “For you.”
Byleth dropped the pole, rushing over to the fish, placing it in his bucket full of water. “Wh-What kind of fish is this? I’ve never seen it before.”
“It’s called a Leafy Sea Dragon,” Claude replied, faintly smiling.
“I will cherish it,” Byleth smiled.
Claude looked around, seeing the setting sun.
“Is something wrong,” Byleth asked, wiping the tears off his face.
“I have to go, before I get in trouble,” Claude huffed. “I will be back tomorrow.”
Byleth reached out to him as Claude swam away, seeing his tail.
Swimming up to the beach the next day, Claude saw Byleth, giving him a big smile. He held out his hand, handing him a seashell. “When I was younger, my parents would find abandoned shells and give them to me to make me feel better.”
Byleth smiled as he took the seashell. He held it close to his ear, hearing the wispy wind that flowed through it. “My father did the same.”
“What are you doing,” Claude asked, titling his head.
“Hearing the wind in the shell,” he replied, holding it out to him. “It sounds like the ocean is with you wherever you go.”
“For you that’s more than true,” Claude chuckled, taking the shell from him.
Byleth laughed a little harder than he should when he saw Claude’s face.
“It really does sound like the wind!” He said in shock, giving Byleth back the shell.
Byleth smiled, holding the item close to his chest. He let out a sorrowful sigh, remembering that his father won’t be around anymore.
“Are you okay,” Claude asked, swimming closer, making his way to the sand.
“Wait, don’t!” Byleth said, bruskly. “Don’t let yourself be seen, you’ll get hurt.”
Claude nodded, moving his way back into the ocean.
Byleth took off his boots before walking into the water.
“Anyway, are you okay,” Claude said smiling as he re-asked the question.
“I, I don’t know,” he sniffed, feeling tears roll down his face.
Byleth sat in the shallow part of the waters, Claude swam closer to him, sitting between his legs. “It’s going to be alright,” he reassured him, wrapping his arms around Byleth’s neck.
“Thank you,” Byleth sighed, moving Claude to his side.
“Hey, Byleth,” Claude asked as he turned to face the ocean.
“Hm,” he hummed.
“Do you want me to take your mind off of everything,” Claude smiled.
“Yes, please,” Byleth said.
“How well can humans see underwater?” He asked, swimming into the ocean.
“Not very well, it’s all blurry,” he replied, following him. “We also can’t hold our breaths underwater very long either.”
“Well, we won’t go very deep into the ocean or stay down there for very long,” Claude chuckled.
Claude took his hands, jerking him into the water. As Byleth dove beneath the waters, he held his breath, moving his body around  until he saw a giant blue glowing light.
“Over there is my home! That’s where a lot of merfolk live,” Claude said, pointing into the direction of the light. “One day-” He was cut off when Byleth started to gasp for air. He laughed some more when Byleth moved his head above the water. “Heheh, you weren’t kidding when you said humans can’t hold their breaths.”
“Glurbel gurlble, bleh,” Byleth coughed hardly. “Some, gurlble, gurlble, some people are better than others.”
“Hehe, you’re a fisherman, you should  be well equipped,” Claude said, pulling him closer to the shore.
“I have never actually been on a boat before,” Byleth replied, feeling the after effects of his coughing.
“Hehehe, that is so weird,” Claude laughed. “A fisherman that never goes out to sea on a boat to fish.”
“My father never took me on one and I never had any care to be on one.” Byleth moved his body, scooting his way back to the water. “He never took me because he was fishing one day, and when he came back home, my mother had died.”
Claude felt his heart sink. He never lost his parents, both were alive and well. He couldn’t imagine how it would feel to lose not one, but two parents. “By, I’m...I’m sorry.”
“It’s alright, my mother died shortly after I was born. I have no real memories of her,” Byleth said, softly, reassuring him. “By the way, what were you saying? When we were underwater,” he added, trying to change the subject.
“Oh! That!” Claude smiled as he looked around the area. With the sun setting, there were less and less people. When he thought he was in the clear, he placed his head on Byleth’s chest. “One day, I want to be able to show you my home!”
Byleth sighed. As much as that sounds nice, to escape the pain and the sorrow, it wouldn’t last long. “How would that work if I can’t breathe in water?”
“Hm,” Claude said, sitting up and placing his hand on his face. “There is one way! I can give you a kiss and you can turn into a merman!”
Byleth stayed silent. His offer was very tempting.
“The only problem with it is you will be a merman for the rest of your life.”
He was not helping his case.
“I don’t know. I have a few friends here that I don’t want to leave.” Byleth looked at the darkening sky. The stars were slowly starting to appear.
“I know the feeling. My mother told me of a story of a mermaid that met a sailor fishing on his boat and how hard it was to leave,” Claude started. He laid on his back, enjoying the star gazing. “The two fell in love and the woman told her friends. She also told them that she didn’t want to leave them since she was so close to them.” He looked over to Byleth and smiled, the story having piqued his interest. “But mermaid and sailor’s love was forbidden. They weren’t supposed to interact with each other because of a war that had been waged between each other.”
Byleth started to laugh as he positioned himself to face Claude. “How is that even possible? Both humans and merfolk would be at a disadvantage.”
“Heheh, I know. It’s a bit more complicated when you get down to the nitty gritty of it,” Claude smiled, facing him as well. “Anyway, the royal family wasn’t pleased with it. She pleaded her case again and again, since they were the only ones who can change merfolk to humans and humans into merfolk. Eventually the royal family caved in. They gave her the wish she desired and she became a human. She lived happily with the sailor she fell in love with. She felt a hole in her stomach as she left her friends, but knowing that she would make new friends, the hole didn’t last very long.”
“What a wonderful story,” Byleth smiled. “Do you think it would be the same for us?”
“Only if you allow it,” Claude responded, moving closer to him.
“Do you know whatever happened to the woman?”
“Ah, I think my parents told me that she died sometime after she became a human,” Claude sighed. “They never specified when or how.”
Byleth felt a pit in his stomach. He looked around, hearing some footsteps.
“By,” Claude softly said. “Are you okay?”
“I-I’m fine,” he sighed. “I have to go.”
Claude nodded as he watched Byleth leave.
The next coming days, Claude would talk to him, asking him many questions about his life, and Byleth would do the same to him. He would come back time and time again, to talk to him and to watch him. There were days where he wouldn’t show up, and Claude would just shake it off. It was just him trying to deal with his father’s death and him having to bury him. After a while, however, he became more and more concerned when Byleth wouldn’t show up, though he made sure to show up every day on the off chance he wanted to talk.
From afar, he would watch Byleth when he couldn’t talk to him. He would watch him talk to a few other people. From what he saw, it would be the same fisherman, or sailors. It always ended up with everyone yelling at each other. Were these the people that Byleth said were his friends?
Claude swam up to the shore, letting part of his face bob over the water, waiting for everyone to leave.
“Claude,” Byleth said, rushing into the ocean.
“Hm,” he asked, swimming towards him.
“We can’t meet anymore,” Byleth told him, clutching him close to his body.
“What, what do you mean,” Claude asked, moving his head out of his grip.
“They are out for you,” he started, catching his breath. “Those people you saw me yell at, they are out for you. They are going to hunt you and kill you!”
Claude held onto Byleth’s body tightly. “That can’t be true!”
“It is, and, and I’m sorry…” Byleth released his grip on Claude’s body, slowly backing away from him.
Claude could hear the twinge of sorrow coming out of his mouth. “What? Where are you going?”
“The sailors,” he said, tears flowing down his cheeks. “They are getting suspicious of us and trying to make me hunt with them. They want me to lead them to your friends...your family. Please...Please don’t come back here.”
Claude watched Byleth leave the ocean, walking back to the city.
Claude came back to the shore every day after the conversation. Byleth was nowhere to be found. He could feel his heart breaking into a million pieces. He didn’t want to believe what Byleth said was true.
He didn’t believe it until he came back to the shore one evening. Claude watched as the sailors forcefully carried Byleth onto the boat. When the boat left the harbor, he followed it from afar, not losing sight of them. As they kept floating, Claude noticed a big storm brewing. He swam as fast as he could, weaving through the waves. He saw Byleth being led to a part of the boat where there was a plank that they surely would throw him off the boat.
His eyes became wide as he started to swim faster, being thrusted around by the waves. His heart sank as soon as Byleth was thrown into the stormy waters. Claude dove into the ocean, quickly rushing over to him. He did everything he could to wake him up, to see him gasp for air, but nothing was working.
In a last ditch effort, Claude pressed his lips against Byleth’s. After a few seconds of nothing, Claude felt his heart seep into his stomach. As his eyes fell down to Byleth, Claude could see the seashell he gave clutched in his hand.
With a green glow, Claude could see Byleth’s body changing. His skin was becoming scales, his hands were becoming webbed, his legs were becoming a tail. When his eyes opened, Claude clutched onto his body, swimming in a circle.
“By! You are alright,” Claude sighed in relief.
“How, how am I breathing,” Byleth asked, looking at his hands. “I’m, how?”
Claude smiled at him with more of his scales falling off.
“You are...royalty,” Byleth softly asked in shock.
Claude nodded as he took Byleth’s hand. “My parents won’t be pleased, but I’m happy to see you alive.”
“Me too. I’m also happy I finally get to see your home,” Byleth said, placing his forehead against his, and taking his other hand.
“Yes, let’s go,” Claude said, leading the way.
Byleth took one last look in the direction of his home. He looked at his hand, smiling as he looked at the seashell. He could only hope that his friends, and his Leafy Sea Dragon, would do okay without him as he followed Claude to his new home.
“By the way, are you going to be okay without your pet fish,” Claude asked, looking back at Byleth.
“Yes,” he sighed. “They are in good hands with one of my close friends.”
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sdfgadsjk;gkljdslafk my second piece I wrote for the Claudeleth Zine I modded and participated in. While coming up with ideas for an AU, I couldn't just pick one, I had to do this one too. Even if there was someone else doing a mermaid au.
Again, this fic was beta read by the lovely Blahzor.
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Oh oh oh what if we get a little angsty up in here claud goes to confess to Blythe and sees caspars and blythes confession properly the part where hes saying well who's fault is that?
(=´∇`=)Oh lord, what a way to break a man’s heart... why are we hurting when we could be giving love.. either way, first story back in a while. it’s not very long but I am happy with it.
pairing: Caspar x Byleth x Claude
words: 560
Claude liked to imagine that he could read Byleth quite well. Their friendship was something he held quite dear to himself. He had learned through her that he had to open himself up if he wanted to get closer to those around him, reluctant as he was doing so but he doesn’t regret it. The Golden Deer are friends he would give his life for and more. He’s created a strong bond with them and an even stronger one with the professor, or so he would like to think.
After all this time, he thought there was always something more between him and Byleth. Nevertheless, he was wrong, oh so very wrong. He had plans for him and Byleth, she would become the queen of the Fóldan and him the King of Almyra. They would come together and unite the countries together and peace would continue. His plans all came crashing down on top of him when he heard Caspar’s voice ring out through the walls of the Goddess Tower.
“Well, whose fault is that?! I’m just…this is all a bit much.”
Claude freezes in his spot, and he’s glad he did as the words fall from Caspar’s tongue. No elegance to them whatsoever as he spills his true heartfelt feelings he has about her. However, Caspar’s words hit him hard.
“..I want to tell you the same thing you told me. I love you, and I want to marry you!”
The world spins and Claude is almost swept off his feet. Anxiety, pain and dread fill him all at the same time. It’s so much all at once. He doesn’t hear the rest of the conversation or at least tries too. His hand against his forehead as he feels sick, heart pounding against his rib cage. He gets his feet to move, but it’s not good enough. Caspar’s words are still ringing through his head. It’s even worse when Caspar screams his love for the one person he thought he understood the most.
“I LOVE YOU FOREVER!!!”
Claude feels sick to his stomach as Caspar’s voice echoes through the halls of the tower. It felt like he was poisoned. He needed out and away, but it stuck with him. Repeating endlessly in his head like a mantra, a sick mantra. Claude thought he was one of the most important things in her life. He thought he was number one, the man who held her heart. However, he remains to be that same clueless student he was five years ago. Knowing nothing but assuming everything.
He wants to be happy that she found someone who loves her just as much as he can or even more, but it doesn’t sit right. It should be him that she should be with, but when he finally sees her and Caspar side by side, walking together, hand in hand, he’s forced to accept the harsh reality. She doesn’t love him the way he loves her.
This feels worse than war, he mused to himself, wiping a few tears from his eyes. It truly does feel worse, for he didn’t have to lose close allies as Byleth lead them through the war. He didn’t have to personally kill his former friends and classmates for she took on that responsibility. He painfully acknowledges it, it did feel worse than war but he wished it didn't.
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