#Fire Emblem Three Houses Dedue imagine

[thatanimewriter]

CAT'S OUTTA THE BAG.

➳ request: i can see you've almost hit the 20 request limit, so i hope this one still gets in in time 👀 can i request claude von riegan, dimitri alexandre blaiddyd, dedue molinaro, felix fraldarius and ashe ubert (seperately) sneaking out at night to meet up with the reader (preferably genderneutral), who they are secretly dating and getting caught by their friends/a friend? hope you have a lovely day and take care! <3

➳ character/s: claude von riegan, dimitri alexandre blaiddyd, dude molinaro, felix fraldarius, ashe ubert

➳ warnings: kissing and cringe love stuff, implied aftercare (dedue), use of darling (ashe)

➳ notes: SLAYYYY i love this request ;v; some of them don't technically catch y'all, they just figure it out

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 / 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭  / 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 / 𝐰𝐢𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

── 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐄 𝐕𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐍.

hilda caught you guys because she was sus of you guys for ages and claude wasn't giving her anything

ended up staying up late to 'do work' and heard you guys talking in hushed voices

desperately tried to open her door without it making that giant ass creak

claude didn't really care if she caught you guys, he wasn't ashamed of you

he just didn't want to make it super public so you'd both get bothered by people

"i knew it!" hilda whisper screamed, pointing at you both with the utmost betrayal. "ah, you got us," claude said, shrugging casually and draping an arm around your waist to pull you close. "can't tell anyone though, i'll make a courtyard announcement about that one time at the ball-" "fine, fine," hilda sighed. "how long have you guys been dating?" you glanced at claude to ask if it was ok to tell and he squeezed your side lightly for permission. "nearly a year," you admitted. "WHAT?!" "shush, people are trying to sleep," claude tutted, shaking his head disapprovingly.

── 𝐃𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐘𝐃.

he's not slick, he's too awkward that dedue figured it out ages ago but decided not to say anything

he got asked about it while weeding the lawns and turned bright red the whole time

dedue really didn't care, he just wanted to know if there was a second person he needed to look out for

on behalf of his king, he might have to protect you as well

dimitri would appreciate it but he likes being your saviour :))

"you're dating [name], right?" dedue asked monotonously as he carded through the grass looking for weeds. "what? no... we're not together- not that i would hate it, but-" "i saw you both last night," he interrupted. "under the stars." dimitri's face burned at the notion of getting caught with his partner on a date, but he continued to work on his weeding. "don't tell anyone, please..." dedue smirked at dimitri's embarrassment and nodded. "looks like i'll be needing to protect someone else as well." "that'd be appreciated, but i'd like it if they didn't need such protection if i'm around," dimitri admitted, covering his face with his hand.

── 𝐃𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐎.

it was ashe who caught him actually

dedue was cooking something for you that night cause you pestered him to stay the night

ashe came in for a late night snack and saw dedue cooking and was confused because dedue doesn't like the thing he's making

turns out he's making it for youuu

ashe doesn't get it entirely but honestly doesn't want to know do he gets his snack, says goodnight and goes to bed

"dedue?" ashe called softly, holding a candlelit lamp in his hand. dedue turned from his work to look at the smaller boy with a gentle smile. "ah, what are you doing this late?" ashe laughed awkwardly as he made his way to the cabinets. "i could ask you the same thing," he responded. "i just wanted a midnight snack." dedue hummed at ashe's answer as he dished your food into a bowl and moved to quickly wash the pans. "isn't that [name]'s favourite?" ashe wondered, staring at the bowl. "indeed. they wanted something to eat, so i took it upon myself to get them their favourite," dedue explained. ashe nodded slowly as he processed the information. "so... are you guys dating?" he wondered. the silver-haired man simply smiled in response.

── 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐗 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒.

he will skin sylvain alive if he ever blabs to anyone about your relationship

he can't be caught being soft, even just a little bit-

y'all are hanging in the markets n he saw you looking at a necklace one of the merchants was selling

he went back to buy it for you, but not without sylvain coming along and ruining it

mans isn't happy about being discovered

"hey man, didn't you already come to the markets earlier today with [name]?" sylvain asked, following behind felix as they mulled about the stalls. "does it matter?" felix bit back, shoving the red-head by the shoulder. he stopped in front of the stall you'd found the necklace at and forced himself to suppress a relieved sigh. "oh, that's the necklace they were telling me about at lunch today," sylvain commented. his jaw dropped as felix picked it up and handed the money to the merchant. "wait, are you guys a thing? is that why you've been staying out late?" "shut up." "dang," sylvain ran a hand through his hair with disappointment. "i was gonna ask them to dance with me at the ball, too- OW!" the man doesn't think his arm will ever feel the same way again.

── 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓.

he's so in love with you, you're obligated to marry this man because i said so

he's meeting up with you to have night time picnics, but oops-

ignatz is there painting the scenery, but IT'S OK

you'll get a cool cute painting of yourselves made by ignatz himself by the end of the night

he won't ever tell on you guys though, so your secret is safe and you get free art

"hello darling," ashe greeted, pulling you in for a hug after he set the picnic basket down. "are you ok?" you nodded and leaned in to give him a chaste kiss. "mhmm. did you make dinner tonight? it smells nice." he smiled at your compliment and laid the picnic blanket down for you to sit. "i did, i tried to get here as fast as possible so it'd still be warm enough," he said, settling in beside you. as the night passed and you began finishing your date, you both froze at the sound of footsteps. looking to the source, you awkwardly smiled as ignatz emerged from the trees. "i'm so sorry for not announcing myself, but i came out here to paint and ended up with this..." ignatz shyly handed you his fresh painting, warning you about the wet paint. you and ashe smiled softly at the image and thanked him for the painting. "i won't tell anyone, i promise!"

[icarus-mp3]

[sleepy-bear-tm]

Every time I think of Dimitri teaching Dedue the Fodlan language and Dedue teaching Dimitri the Duscur language I feel like sliding dramatically down a closed door

[sothisblessmysoul]

Can I ask for a bouquet of flowers for the blue lions? That sounds so adorable. 🥰

(I never knew if you wanted all of them or selected few so I did all of them)

༓ʚ A Flower's Meaning ɞ༓

Summary: The Blue Lions react to you catching a bouquet at a friend’s wedding

༓Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd He watched you catch it without blinking or flinching, mainly just confused as the realization slowly took over your face as you finally met Dimitri’s gaze. There was something about how the flowers looked in your hands and the look that you gave him that made Dimitri feel so flustered. So pretty, is his single thought as Dimitri’s made his way to you, feet on autopilot.

༓Dedue Molinaro Dedue’s eyes were completely on you, holding the colorful flowers that all mean a term of love in language as everyone else is looking between you and him. He doesn’t flare up in a blush or appear startled but you can see Dedue is feeling embarrassedly flustered by the awkward stiffness of his movement as the tall man makes his way to you.

༓Felix Hugo Fraldarius Felix does not want to be here with unimportant people, if anything he wants to be comfortably at home with you. But he will admit that the other wedding is pretty. Felix wonders if you’ve ever thought about marriage, but any further thought of the subject changes when you catch the flowers that nearly smacked you in the face. The image of what you would look like holding yours flashed quickly in his thoughts as for once Felix quietly watched you.

༓Ashe Ubert A blush marked his freckled face with a happy smile but a shy expression at the teasing that Ashe knows his friends and siblings will give him as you walked over to him. Subconsciously Ashe reached out his hand for you to take, gently pulling you closer to his side as Ashe studied the flowers. The bouquet was pretty but it wasn’t your favorite, he thought to himself. The following thought is how beautiful you would look, holding your favorite flowers while neither Ashe nor you let go of each other’s hands because it felt like two missing puzzle pieces found a place to fit perfectly together.

༓Sylvain Jose Gautier Immediately starts to sweat nervously as the flowers are perfectly in your hand while his hand subconsciously touches his pocket where the ring is that he’s planning to ask your hand for later. He had been carrying it, not having a day or place in mind until right now. This is a sign, he thinks as you lock eyes with him and smile which he returns.

༓Mercedes von Martritz She was standing right beside you when you had caught the flowers, she leaned over to sniffle the flowers with a smile growing on her face as she looked up at you, pulling away from you but not before kissing your cheek. She giggled quietly at your reaction to the flowers and the kisses. She is going to tease you but this will bring up the thought of marriage and the future with her.

༓Annette Fantine Dominic Instantly a crimson blush blooms on her face as endless giggles of excited bundles of nerves, reaching how to touch one of the flowers’ petals. Annette went quiet, wondering what flowers she would pick for her wedding, she subconsciously looked at you. She isn’t going to say anything immediately today or tomorrow but there will be hints of marriage, hoping that you’ll catch on and talk about it with her.

༓Ingrid Brandl Galatea She never really thought deeply about marriage, it was just something that her father wanted for her. But when Ingrid saw your reaction to catching the bouquet to look for her and finally smiling when you found Ingrid, she wondered for a fleeting thought if you would smile like that at the altar. She can’t explain why it made her face blush although Ingrid didn’t hate that idea at all because without question she knows that Ingrid would say yes if you asked her.

[legend-of-dorte]

What do the Blue Lions do if they receive an anonymous love letter from you?

Note: Reader is Gender-Neutral

Dimitri Well, whoever wrote this letter certainly had a way with words! He cannot help but admire your eloquence while wondering what he could have possibly done to receive such praise. Had he missed a special occasion? Or did someone send him this nice letter for the sake of niceness? Baffling to be sure, which is why he starts asking around in search of the original sender.

His more astute classmates are quick to point out that it is not just an ordinary greeting card, but in fact - a love letter. The moment he realizes, his face goes red.

Oh. Well now he absolutely has to know who you are, if only to convince you that he is in no way worthy of such admiration. Surely there is someone more deserving of your affection, that such words should not be wasted on him. ...Or so he tries to convince himself as he re-reads the letter every quiet moment he has alone.

Dedue There must be some kind of mistake, he thinks to himself as he quietly folds up the letter. Or a joke. Who in their right mind at Garreg Mach would hold such admiration for him, let alone emotion? He elicits no reaction and tells no one, not even Dimitri. Life seemingly goes on as normal.

What no one knows is that on some days of the week, he sits down at his desk with a quill and parchment, mulling over how to reply and struggling to choose the right words.

Eventually he gives up, deciding that silence is preferable to a clumsy response. Instead, he visits the greenhouse to select some freshly bloomed potted flowers. He arranges your letter amongst the blossoms and together they decorate his window sill where the sun lands gently every morning.

Sylvain By the time he is finished reading it, there is a big goofy grin on his face. He is no stranger to receiving such letters, having written a few of his own. In fact, he keeps a small stack of them in his room. The noteworthy ones, at least. Eventually, such letters all end up in the fireplace in a matter of days.

Yours though? It just makes him really happy for some reason. There's no way he'll let it get lost in the paperwork or toss it in the hearth. Instead, he keeps it on his person like a lucky charm.

In fact, he really wants to show it off and brag about it to everyone until they get absolutely sick of him. They do, but this is the first time he has ever truly not cared about how other people think about him (...well, maybe except for you, O mysterious admirer) and it is the best feeling ever.

Felix At first he scoffs and crumples it up after reading, tossing it into the paper bin by his desk. What a ridiculous letter, and a waste of time. So, why couldn't he get it out of his head?

Against his better judgment, he digs through his own trash to rescue it, even taking the time to smooth it out and clean it up a little. Someone clearly put far too much work into writing this silly note for it to be tossed aside.

He considers interrogating his classmates to find out who sent it, and if it was some sort of prank. But he also knows that certain friends would never let him hear the end of it if they found out. So he keeps it to himself and doesn't tell a soul. If you were brave enough to write him something so frivolous, then he hopes believes that you'll probably approach him in person on your own accord one day.

Ashe He leaps to the conclusion that the letter is meant for someone else, delivered to him by mistake. Naturally, when he goes looking for the intended recipient, people are quick to point out that his name is in fact written on the letter. That can't be right, he thinks as he rereads the heart-pounding letter for the hundredth time. And yet there it was, plain as day.

Thanks to his inquiries, word gets around campus such that people are congratulating him for having a secret admirer. The sudden attention leaves him incredibly flustered, but not terribly embarrassed. Maybe in a handful of days, he thinks with a red-faced grin, he'll write a response of his own. The only problem is whether he could write half as eloquently as you did, and how to figure out who you really are.

Mercedes She has received letters of gratitude for her service at the church before, but this is quite different. Your flowery words have captivated her, and with each re-read, she notices all the small details you included in the letter. Your elegant handwriting, the various anecdotes of all her deeds and merits, the pressed flowers, and even the faint perfume of lavender - her favorite.

It leaves her quite giggly and rosy-cheeked for the rest of the day, to the point where she has trouble concentrating in class. Even as her peers call her name and try to get her attention, she simply stares off into space with a giddy sigh and a dreamy smile. Her classmates are quick to suspect that she is lovestruck, and they might not be far from the truth.

Annette How curious, she thinks to herself cheekily as she opens the note. Could it be a love letter? Haha, no way. Unless...?

To her surprise, it is - in fact - a love letter. The moment it hits her, she panics. Freaks out, even. Burning red from cheek-to-cheek, her first impulse is to squeal out loud. Naturally, her outburst sends passers-by running over to investigate, and the cat is out of the bag before she can keep it a secret.

For the rest of the week, she is even clumsier than usual, causing a surfeit of accidents in both the kitchen and in magic class. By the end of each day, she is flustered and mortified. If only she could find out who you are, just to give you a piece of her mind for getting her riled up like this! But if she did end up meeting you face-to-face, she'd probably blush even harder then.

Ingrid She sighs, and tears it up. Except she doesn't, and the letter remains whole in her hands as she reads it again. Maybe a few more times for good measure. By the time she comes to her senses, it is too late. She has memorized your words from start to finish and still can't bring herself to get rid of the letter.

But what is the point in keeping it? She wonders. Between her dreams of knighthood and her father's designs at arranging a suitable marriage for her, there is no room in her life for a secret admirer.

And yet, whenever she feels down, your letter is a source of solace - even hope. She feels a little guilty that she would tear up her own father's letters yet keep yours. But reading your letter is like listening to a dear friend who knows the real her, even if she has no idea who you are.

[trytoimaginefireemblem]

Headcanon: Giving Dedue Flowers Would Be Like...

Request: None

Word Count: 370

Dedue really enjoys gardening and taking care of the flowers in the greenhouse. He loves learning about different types of plants. He often finds himself in the library, looking into plants he had never heard of.

Being from Duscur and spending almost all of his time in Faerghus, Dedue was unfamiliar with all the different plants that could be found in other parts of Fodlan.

Dedue would never expect anyone to give him a gift, and he would never expect anyone to give him flowers.

If you ever decided to gift Dedue with flowers or a plant, he would be surprised and slightly embarrassed. He would love the gesture, but he is not used to receiving gifts, especially not something related to one of his hobbies.

Dedue would graciously accept your gift. He would thank you multiple times. He would promise to take good care of the plant and keep you updated on how the plant is doing.

If you gave Dedue flowers, he would cherish them even after they wither and dry up. He would hesitate to throw them out even when all the petals had fallen off and made a mess in his room.

Dedue would also ask if you have any interest in plants. If you do, he would want to talk to you about different plants. He would want to exchange information on different types of plants and expand his knowledge. If you aren't interested in plants, Dedue would understand. It would make him feel even more special because you went out of your way to get him something he is interested in even though it isn't interesting to you.

The next time Dedue had to go to the market, he would try to find you a gift that you would enjoy. He would want to make sure that his gift for you is as thoughtful as your gift to him.

Overall, Dedue would absolutely love it if you gave him flowers or plants. It would make him feel special and happy that you took the time to find out what he likes. Dedue would want you to feel as special as you made him feel, whether it be through gifts or just spending time together.

[themattress]

Fire Emblem: Three Houses

Continued from my last post.

Ending September with Chapter 6, the one that actually transpires in September!

- Let's not mince words here: Chapter 6 is in the running for my favorite chapter in the game. This primarily comes down to one thing: the mood. We have a lovable character in Flayn who has gone missing, with rumors spreading that she was abducted, quite possibly by the deathly visage said to be haunting the grounds outside the monastery. Because of this, your exploration period is all about trying to search for clues to her disappearance and gathering suspects based on accounts of suspicious activity, all while this fucking music is playing:

That music does brilliantly at creating the atmosphere, conveying both a sense of urgency and a sense of dread, making you feel unsure who to trust as you run around interrogating people and desperately trying to solve this dark mystery. It never fails to give me chills.

- The suspects you end up with are Tomas (based on Leonie's account), Shamir (based on Petra's account), Professor Manuela (based on Dorothea's account), Professor Hanemann (based on Linhardt's account), Jeritza (based on Felix's account), Sir Alois (based on Raphael's account), and Sir Gilbert (based on Ingrid's account), with some other inhabitants of the Monastery also pointing the finger at the Death Knight, Dedue, the people of Abyss or even Flayn herself. Obviously some of these possibilities are more likely than others (really, was there any player that thought Alois might be responsible?), but it all does a great job creating the sense of a whodunnit with all the various people and potential motives raised.

- The Blue Lions route has an exclusive scene before the exploration period that serves as a funny pseudo red herring where Byleth and Dedue come across Dimitri in the library late at night. When Byleth checks the book that Dimitri had been looking at, they see it's all about the financial donations to Garreg Mach by Lord Arundel, making you wonder if Dimitri suspects Arundel to be involved in Flayn's disappearance. It later turns out that no, this was related only to Dimitri's quest for answers concerning the Tragedy of Duscur...except that Arundel actually was the one ultimately behind Flayn's kidnapping anyway! Ironic, isn't it?

- The culprit, of course, ends up being Jeritza who it turns out is the Death Knight, whom the Flame Emperor loaned out to Arundel back at the end of Chapter 4. The underground lair beneath Jeritza's quarters is swarming with Agarthan mages and Flame Emperor soldiers who join the Death Knight in trying to keep you from rescuing Flayn and another girl being kept hostage. If your units are strong enough, they can charge on through with no problem, but if not the game provides a back route via teleporting tiles that makes things easier.

- Your house leader will be absent for the battle and their second-in-command takes charge alongside you instead. This is especially interesting in the Black Eagles route, which was the first one written, since Hubert's exchange with the Death Knight hints at their secret alliance with one another, and the Flame Emperor showing up while Edelgard happens to be absent is a huge red flag especially if you did the C+ Support with Edelgard beforehand. Byleth must be pretty thick in that situation since I just can't imagine anyone hearing Edelgard say this:

then encounter someone saying this:

and not make the obvious connection.

- If you somehow fail to defeat the Death Knight or his paladins in 25 turns, this happens:

"Bring me the women"!? Could you have made it sound any creepier, Edelgard!?

- Finally, the end of this chapter is officially what makes the split in the Black Eagles route between Silver Snow and Crimson Flower a difficult choice for me. At first I would have thought that it was an obvious choice given that I can never personally connect with Rhea no matter how much I like her as a character and am more in agreement with Edelgard on the state of Fodlan despite the whole "masked terrorist working with the Agarthans" thing.

But counterargument: Seteth and Flayn.

This is the chapter that marks a huge shift in Seteth's character and how I perceived him. First off it was impossible not to feel terrible for him in how emotional he's rendered due to Flayn's disappearance (with Mark Whitten once again killing it with his voice-acting), a reaction that foreshadows that the "brother-sister" relationship between them is a ruse and that Seteth in fact has a much deeper connection to Flayn that justifies this vulnerability he is feeling. And once you rescue Flayn, his overwhelming relief and gratitude is palpable. As he says, he is indebted to Byleth and feels extremely remorseful for all the doubt and passive-aggressive barbs he's given them in the past. With Seteth becoming friendly toward you and even allowing an equally grateful Flayn to join your class, you will feel like an ass betraying their trust by joining with Edelgard and fighting against them as you help her sack Garreg Mach. But for this playthrough I'm doing Crimson Flower, so I'll have to live with that guilt

[burr-ell]

🏳️‍🌈🧡

🏳️‍🌈: Which character who is commonly headcanoned as queer doesn’t seem queer to you?

I'm gonna talk Fire Emblem. YOU DIDN'T SPECIFY SO HA.

I do happen to think more characters in Three Houses are mlm/wlw than a number of people are willing to acknowledge (I don't consider "can be romanced by either gender Byleth" to be the only metric when some of them kids got gayass endings); like, Dimitri is absolutely bisexual. Claude, though...?

So this isn't really "I don't think Claude is queer at all"—I personally headcanon him as aspec—but I think he's exclusively attracted to women. Like, compare his supports and paired endings with Lorenz (where "diplomatic relations" is the furthest thing from a euphemism) and Balthus (where Balthus straight-up just marries an unnamed woman) to Dimitri's endings with Dedue (fellas is it gay to take up vigil at your liege's graveside and then be buried alongside him) or Felix (I'm grieving for him harder than his unnamed wife did because we're PLATONIC FRIENDS obviously). As I just said, a character's relationship to Byleth isn't the only metric for this, but I think it's pretty telling that nothing about Dimitri's interactions with or about Byleth change based on their gender, while some of Claude's dialogue adds in lines specifically about finding female Byleth attractive.

I mean, both Claude and Dimitri have paired endings with female characters that are giving contractually obligated (I can't imagine Dimitri/Ingrid or Claude/Leonie are terribly popular), but I feel like people interpret Claude as bisexual because he's charming and Dimitri as straight because...I guess his route has the most traditional Fire Emblem elements? Meanwhile, the actual situation is the complete opposite in terms of like, raw homoeroticism.

(As far as Critical Role is concerned, while I don't have a preference either way, I do see where @revvethasmythh is coming from that Jester has some ally energy. I do like bi4bi Fjorester too though!)

🧡: What is a popular (serious) theory you disagree with?

For FE3H, I think Teacher Theory is still very stupid and hasn't been ridiculed enough*. Like Edelgard works with a mole man death cult that does human experimentation and kidnapping and she personally has a secret pet serial killer and starts a war, but hiring bandits to kill her political rivals is suddenly beyond the pale and El Would Never**? And the obviously smarter 4d chess play would be to...get the church to hire the aforementioned secret pet serial killer (who already works there) to be the head teacher of her house, thus putting him under increased scrutiny? lmao ok

For Critical Role...okay, this is retroactive, but I gotta admit that the "'did she know' was actually Rashinna!" theory was not good, at all, and would have been incredibly boring if it had been true. (Also, just logically, why would Rashinna have ONLY sent that message to the two Ruidusborn?) If my understanding is correct people didn't want to say anything on the slim chance it was right, but once the episode aired the general consensus was "PHEW we're good c'mon man, seriously? We gave airtime to that?".

*I'd address the fanon coming out of the hardcore "genocide is okay" Edelstans (straight up just "source: I made it up"), but like, the question specifies 'popular' and that portion of the fandom has only gone more insane because they know everyone thinks they're all absolutely corncobs.

**If in an attempt at media analysis you call fictional characters by nicknames, cutesy or otherwise, you have waived the right to be taken seriously.

unpopular opinions asks

[catatune]

[Hapidue] And Stars Fell on Faerghus Last Night

❄️ Rated G

❄️ 2.4k

❄️ Hapi and Dedue’s paths happen to cross when a snowstorm forces them to stay at the same inn. There they find themselves connecting in ways neither of them imagined.

Written for Kindred Spirits: A Hapi Ship Zine

archiveofourown.org/works/50198749

[thatanimewriter]

i can see you've almost hit the 20 request limit, so i hope this one still gets in in time 👀

can i request claude von riegan, dimitri alexandre blaiddyd, dedue molinaro, felix fraldarius and ashe ubert (seperately) sneaking out at night to meet up with the reader (preferably genderneutral), who they are secretly dating and getting caught by their friends/a friend?

hope you have a lovely day and take care! <3

you did make it in time! i just take forever to get around to requests when uni be happening ;v;

thanks for the fe3h requestt, here you go!

[swordhound]

threads of a life together 🌿

[glowingbadger]

BL modern day, taking care of their s/o who is sick? Ty!

Aww, yes, let's have a cozy time and let our lions take care of us~ Doing just the dudes for this btw cause the whole house is too many characters for one ask (technically even just the dudes it's more than I allow in a single ask, but eh lol)

Also the modern au side of this is... kind of incidental tbh xD

Blue Lion dudes x GN Reader

Modern AU, SFW fluff

Dimitri:

- He's definitely anxious about your health, and insists on checking your temperature and interrogating you about your symptoms as soon as you show signs of illness. It's not that he actually knows much about medical health, per say, but the sincerity is there.

- Dimitri hovers near you as much as he can when you're not well, evidently not caring at all if he catches whatever you have. He tends to take his own health for granted- yours is far more important. Honestly, it's best if you can give him a little task or favor he can do for you now and then- a spare blanket, a quick grocery run, etc. It soothes his anxiety to know he's helping somehow.

- He's totally the type to find himself smiling as he watches you in bed, his heart full to bursting with warm affection. Even when you feel like garbage, Dimitri sees you as the most gorgeous person in the world. If anything, having his protective side triggered like this just emphasizes everything he feels for you.

Felix:

- I actually think Felix would be surprisingly good at caring for a sick S/O- he's just gonna be a salty jerk about it the whole time. He'll think of something easy-on-the-stomach to fix for you for meals, remember any medications you need, and so on. It's a very pragmatic regimen- but if you don't follow it and take good care of yourself, he'll scold you harshly for it with a gruff, "Do you want to get better or not?"

- Basically, you being sick is the only way to bring out Felix's inner malewife. But it's mostly just to camouflage how worried he is about you. He occupies himself so much with the practical side of caring for you that you might have to give him puppy-eyes to persuade him to slow down and just come cuddle with you for a bit.

- Once you're well again, it's tempting to tease Felix a bit about how worried he was about you. If you do, he'll burn bright red in the face and grumble something about, "I wasn't worried, you just obviously couldn't take care of yourself."

Sylvain:

- Okay, Sylvain loves getting to be the good, reliable boyfriend when you're sick. Sometimes he worries that he doesn't do enough to prove how committed he is to you, and while he's obviously not happy that you're not feeling well, he is more than pleased to do any and everything to keep you comfortable. Arranging pillows and blankets, putting on something for you to snuggle and watch together, bringing you soup or medicine or anything you need- he's inwardly thrilled to do it all and more. You might need to tell him specifically what you need though, since he's no medical expert either, and enthusiasm doesn't always mean efficacy.

- He's absolutely going to take you out on a date as soon as you're feeling better to help you fully bounce back. He wants you feeling more than a hundred percent better, and thinks a romantic night out and maybe a spicy evening together is just the thing for the job. But he'll be softer and gentler with you than usual- he doesn't want to overwhelm you, especially if your illness was particularly bad.

Dedue:

- Oh, Dedue is the absolute best to have around at times like this. He's worried about you, but it tends to be expressed in a gentle, doting fashion that doesn't put undue pressure on you. And the food- you'd never imagine that a regular "feel better soup" could be so damn tasty. He even knows a few herbs that are said to be good for your immune system and spices to clear your sinuses- it's practically medicinal food, but with a gourmet flavor.

- He is the perfect giant teddy-bear when you're not feeling well. His big arms are so warm around you, and his strong, quiet demeanor is naturally soothing. Hell, the man will physically pick you up and carry you somewhere if you're not feeling up to getting out of bed. It may seem excessive, but Dedue is a dedicated sort, and he sees the effort put in to caring for you as completely natural.

- He may gently scold you if you don't take good care of yourself, though- pointing out if you haven't eaten enough or haven't taken your medication. While he won't push the issue, he's definitely firm about it.

Ashe:

- Ashe absolutely wears his concern for you plainly on his sleeve- he simply can't hide it. He's so gentle and handles you like you're made of glass, and if you don't talk him down, he'll fret over you endlessly. He'll look up remedies for your symptoms, take care of chores around the house, and more, all while tending to anything you could need.

- Naturally, one of the nicest things about having Ashe around when you're not well is that he's more than happy to read or watch something together with you and keep your spirits high. Hell, he's willing to read to you until you fall asleep if it will help. He's insistent on you getting your rest, but doesn't want you to get bored either, so he'll do his best to find nice things you can do to pass the time together.

- Ultimately though, he's pretty permissive and soft with you while you're sick. He'll get you whatever comfort food you have a craving for, and put a movie you've seen a thousand times on repeat for you if you want- he doesn't mind, he just wants to give you a reason to smile despite how you feel.

[fe-semi-decent-scenarios]

BL: S/O is Insecure

{ Prompt: How does the blue lion house react to a s/o who is anxious about their position? Ex: maybe they are of lesser birth and are anxious about disapproval or disappointment?

Submitted by: @angel6776 } 

Note: Annette’s made me cry a little bit. 

Dimitri: 

There’s an attempt in understanding. I repeat: an attempt. 

Dimitri has been a noble since birth. He’s the prince and so he hasn’t personally seen what it’s like to be a commoner. However, he does know what it’s like to be a subject to scrutiny. 

The voices  His remaining family and counsel are currently in charge of running Fargeus in his stead, yet he is not unaware of the worry amongst the population for when his time to rule comes 

He has to live up to his father’s legacy, the people’s expectations...other things he would never voice. It’s a heavy burden, so he is sympathetic to your feelings. 

He’s also not good with words, or handling negative emotions in general. I genuinely think his reaction is largely dictated by how open you are about the situation. 

On one hand, if it’s brought up in everyday conversation then he would likely offer a few words of advice to boost your moral 

However, if it was deep. If you shed tears or laid your feelings bare then he wouldn’t know what to say on the spot.

So he’d say the one thing he wish he could say about himself, but truly felt for you.

“I believe in you”   

Dedue: 

He cannot understand why you feel anxious

You are of common birth? So are others and yet they are better at their jobs than many of the nobles. 

Being Dimitri’s right-hand has let him see first hand what the nobility is capable of. It is not a desirable crowd in the slightest 

“You do not belong there” He would state as a compliment, perplexed that you want to fit in with such a group 

If you know him well enough to understand the underlying meaning to that, then great. His job is done and he hopes you’ll never be anxious about something like that again 

If not, then perhaps he is not the best to seek comfort from. He’d likely go to someone trusted for advice (Likely Ashe or Dimitri) and they would have to explain. He’d then apologize 

“I...am sorry. I was insensitive to your feelings and did not intend to hurt you. I simply could not understand why you disliked being different, when that is what makes me attracted to you” 

Felix: 

and other people’s opinions are important because???

No offense, but you earned your spot fair and square. What’s the opinion of a couple of snot-nosed nobles have to do with it?

Do you have any idea how many times someone has “mistaken,” him for Glenn just to try and compare the two? 

He is the king of disappointment and disapproval. His father made it very clear...okay, this isn’t about him.

Anyways

Pardon his language, but Felix couldn’t give a shit what anyone else has to say and neither should you. Do your job, live your life, and stop worrying about superficial things 

and if it’s him you’re worried about? Don’t. He’ll take personal offense that you would ever think he’d be disappointed or ashamed to be with you. 

“If I didn’t want to be here then I wouldn't be. Start looking at how you got here instead of what other people have to say about it...dummy”

Sylvain: 

Well this is unexpected. You’re the last person he would expect to be hearing this from 

I mean, have you seen the people surrounding you? They all pale in comparison to your accomplishments. Not everyone can say they made it into Gareg Mache on their own. People like yourself, Annette, Ignatz, etc. should be flaunting that you are commoners in his opinion 

Alas, he knows all to well how judgmental the world is. If you stand out or don’t fit in then natural selection takes over. 

He just never thought you let it take hold. It takes a strong will to climb up the latter and he was a fool to think your emotions were left undamaged. 

Yet what could he offer you? He’s not necessarily the family favorite and hasn’t figured out a way to deal with his own anxiety 

Let alone another person’s 

He’d likely just wrap an arm around his s/o’s shoulder, and lay things out as he sees them 

“This world takes anything it finds unique, and crushes it. I won’t let that happen to you, because I need you as you are more than the world needs you under it’s boot. Alright?” 

Ashe: 

You are wonderful. Ashe has never thought otherwise. Ever.

He’s on a similar path to yours. He went from being a baker’s son, to a thief, and then to the adopted son of a noble. He’s seen lows that he would wish on no other and is aware of the bad reputation that lingers from it 

You are ashamed of being a commoner? You are scared to disappoint everyone? You are afraid of the disapproval from others of your status? He’s felt it all before, and forced those negative thoughts down because if he wasn’t strong then there would be no foothold for his siblings to have a good future 

He understands more than anyone else, which is why he notices before you have a chance to bring it up or let it slip. He sees your creased brows when people murmur nearby, your lips shake when speaking, your gaze find the floor when people stare too long...

He watches as the candle in your window burns late into the night, as you force yourself to work beyond what the body can take. All in a desperate attempt to prove your worth

He watches until he can’t anymore, because the pain he feels witnessing it is likely no where near how you feel. The thought breaks him. 

“(Y/N), do you think that I drag our house down? Because....well, because I am a commoner?....No? Then why are you killing yourself for the same reason?” 

Mercedes: 

She is another who is not unfamiliar with disappointment. She lives every day hoping to live up to the expectations of her lost sibling...the one who gave himself for her and her mother’s freedom 

If there is anyone blind to status, it is Mercedes. She will love you no matter your background so long as your heart is in the right place 

Even then, she has hope for people to turn over a new leaf

Do not say that you are unworthy unless you are prepared for a scolding. 

Yet another person who uses tough love. She insists that you look around and see what you have instead of wondering if you deserve it 

If you wish to weep or talk things out then she will offer her comfort. This is a personal battle and a pain she cannot heal with magic, but if her presence helps then it is yours 

All she can do is remind you of who else is near, and that your presence is just as important as anyone else's

“Your birth does not determine your worth. It is how you use the time given, and how you treat the world around you. I hope that one day you will come to understand this”  

Annette: 

“Being a commoner isn’t that bad, right? We’re both doing just fine!”

You want to talk moral? Annette is the perfect person 

She...has a lot of her own baggage. Deep down she wonders if the reason her father left was because she wasn’t good enough. It may be naïve, but maybe if she works hard enough then he’ll come back? He’ll come back and she’ll be someone he can be proud of. 

“You just need a goal! Something to distract you from the meanies tearing you down!” -Is her first suggestion 

Yet, it doesn’t go as planned. At some point she begins to tell you about her childhood and why she’s worked so hard to be where she is 

and now she’s crying, wiping her tears because this was supposed to be about you not her. 

Then she’s hugging you, tightly,  and whether you’re crying with her is irrelevant because the mutual understanding of not feeling like your enough is bleeding into the air 

“I know I won’t be enough for everyone, but am I enough for you? Because you will always be for me and right now that’s all we need, right?”

Ingrid: 

By far the most hopeless out of the blue lions. 

Because when she first met you...well, she did think you weren’t good enough. As a student at Garreg Mache, one is expected to be someone with enough potential to make it in the big leagues. As a commoner, you proved yourself simply by gaining entry so this shouldn’t be an issue, right? 

Ingrid doesn’t like to acknowledge it, but her own pressure as heir to the Galatea household has bled into how she perceives other people. Simply getting into Garreg Mache isn’t enough to make you a good candidate for important positions

So in the early stages of your relationship, she really did look at you as a commoner playing dress up. Someone who probably wouldn’t last the first few months of school before dropping out...sothis, she was so closed-minded that the moment anyone mentions it she cringes. 

To be fair, it wasn’t just you. She thought this about others as well and has said things to her peers that she regrets (A/N: I won’t mention which support, but I’m head-cannoning that she regrets it to save my opinion of her) 

When you tell her how you feel she goes quiet. She can’t help but think of how you’ve been suffering, and how she had been one of the people you were afraid of whether you knew it or not 

She wouldn’t be able to look you in the eyes, and instead choose to sit in silence. Preferably back-to-back with a hand over yours as a signal it’s okay to talk 

She’d clutch your hand tight, only speaking once you have finished. Even then her voice wouldn’t go above a whisper

“I’m sorry”

[legend-of-dorte]

What do the Blue Lions do if you are a target of bullying at the academy?

Note: Reader is Gender Neutral

Dimitri

He observes for a moment, taking stock of the situation. Then he calmly intervenes. Your aggressors look up and freeze the moment they notice Dimitri standing there. How long has he been watching?

"Forgive my intrusion. It looks to me as though there is some sort of quarrel going on here," he remarks with usual politeness. Then he crosses his arms, narrowing his gaze on your tormentors. "I would be happy to mediate, if needed."

For all his courtesy and friendly demeanor, there is a sudden intensity in his stare. A power in his presence that commands all the attention and respect befitting of a future king. One who would someday be tasked to deliver judgment on all wrongdoing.

But there is something else in those eyes. Something unyielding. Something that promises much worse than simple punishment should these misdeeds continue.

The grip on your collar loosens. Your bullies waste no time with apologies or excuses as they flee to escape Dimitri's wrath.

Dimitri helps you onto your feet and offers assistance as you straighten out your uniform. Your belongings are scattered on the floor in the midst of the commotion. He gathers them up for you in spite of your protests.

"I'm so sorry that you have to endure this," he says remorsefully. "If it would help, I could accompany you between classes. Only if you allowed it, of course."

Dedue

He interposes without uttering a word, planting himself between you and those who would do you harm. Like a shield, he endures their insults, their jeers - all the things that he is used to hearing - but does not entertain their demands for him to move aside.

Facing the sheer iron in his stance and on his face, your tormentors are reluctant to retaliate by physical means. Only once are they out of sight does Dedue turn to face you.

"Are you hurt?" he asks, looking you over. When you shake your head, his shoulders sink with relief. "I'm glad."

The conversation tapers off into an awkward sort of quiet. Your nerves are still frayed, and you have trouble calming down. Of course, he notices.

"...Have you eaten yet? The dining hall is not far from here. Allow me to prepare you something."

The meal he serves you is delicious, of course. Grateful for the distraction, you fretfully stuff your face as Dedue takes a seat across the table. The two of you sit in silence as he attends you with an expression that is unreadable, but not unfriendly. There are no words - only unspoken empathy and understanding.

Sylvain

The moment it seems like there is nowhere for you to run, you feel a firm hand on your shoulder.

"There you are, I've been looking all over for you!" Sylvain is at your side, wearing his most infectious smile.  "Don't tell me you've forgotten our plans to visit town today."

You stammer in response, unable to recall any such plan.

His eyes drift towards your aggressors. "By the way, who are these friends of yours? It sounded like you were having a juicy conversation." The air plunges to sub-zero temperature as his voice suddenly turns hostile. "...Any room for me to join in?"

With his arm slung firmly around your shoulder, you have no idea what kind of face he is making at your bullies. But it is enough to make them slink back with terror in their eyes.

"Was it something I said? Ah, well." Sylvain claps your shoulder cheerfully as he leads you away. "Remember that place I've been bothering you about all week? Let's grab a bite to eat and you can tell me how your day has been."

After everything he had suffered at the hands of his older brother, the least he can do is let you know in his own little way - you will never have to face your tormentors alone.

Felix

At first he does nothing, merely watching from a distance to see if you're capable of growing a spine. As the confrontation escalates, so does his dissatisfaction, until he can stand idle no longer.

Just as your aggressors are about to turn violent, Felix finally announces his presence - by loudly kicking over some nearby piece of furniture.

"What a pathetic bunch, ganging up on someone weaker than you," he sneers. He points with his practice blade, issuing a challenge. "Why don't we settle this by finding out just how strong you clowns are in a fair fight?"

The resulting scuffle is no contest. The vandals are sent fleeing, covered in fresh cuts and bruises. You are left with the task of having to physically restrain Felix before he outright runs them down.

"Don't think for a second that I'm going to make a habit of this," Felix chastises you once the dust settles. "Next time they corner you like that, you need to stand up and fight for yourself."

In fact, he drags you to the training grounds and finds you a practice sword to call your own. By the time he is done drilling you on the basics of armed and unarmed self-defense, you are more than ready should your aggressors return.

Ashe

On impulse, he steps out into the open and calls out your name. When all eyes are on him, his face goes red with panic. Even so, he musters courage and acts on the first idea that pops into his head.

"The Professor wanted to see you! They said it was an urgent matter and asked me take you to them. Hurry!" Grabbing your hand, he pulls you into a run. Your tormentors are slow to react as the two of you make your frantic escape.

Out of breath, you both take refuge within the greenhouse where plenty of school staff are present. It's uncomfortably warm and muggy, but there is no shortage of tall plants to hide behind.

"That was close! Are you alright?" he pants. "Oh... The Professor? That was something I made up." He laughs weakly. "Sorry that I couldn't be of any more help..."

Though your bullies are nowhere to be seen, you elect to hide in the greenhouse for a while. Ashe is determined to stay by your side for as long as is needed.

"...Do you want to tell someone?" he offers quietly. "Surely the Professor will understand. I can come with you to help explain what happened."

It's clear that he wishes he could do more instead of just running, but even true justice comes in small steps.

Mercedes

Though she is aghast at your plight, her solution is both simple and effective. The moment she sees you being menaced, she drops everything she is holding to cup her hands around her mouth and shout at the top of her lungs.

"Oh, Professor! Someone! Please come help, quick! There's a student in trouble!"

Mercedes is well-loved in Garreg Mach for her benevolent nature. As such, heads turn at the sound of her voice. Knights, the school staff, and even the clergy emerge from the woodwork to investigate the commotion.

Your tormentors immediately panic and turn tail, fleeing the scene.

Your savior rushes to your side and immediately sets to work mending your scrapes and bruises.

"You needn't worry. Everything is going to be alright now." She gives you a reassuring smile. "You should always yell out for help if you're in trouble. That's what I always do!"

Annette

Her face nearly as red as her hair as she rushes to your defense, confronting your tormentors with clenched fists.

"Jerks! You leave my friend alone right now!" she snaps at them with a ferocity that shocks even you. "You think I won't fight you? Is that it? Why don't you try me!"

Her hands suddenly flare with magical energy as the winds pick up, threatening a storm. Her face, ordinarily cheerful and sunny, suddenly goes dark. "Ooooh, you're all gonna be in big trouble if you keep this up!"

Your aggressors stammer excuses. This isn't worth it, they mutter in agreement, before quickly vacating the scene.

The winds settle, and Annette takes a deep breath to calm herself down. You've seen her get all worked up before, but never like this.

"Whew! That was a little too exciting, even for me! They didn't hurt you, did they?"

Her face brightens when you reassure her that you're fine. "Don't worry about those creeps from now on. The next time they show up, I'll handle it myself!"

Ingrid

The moment she clues into what is going on, she is filled with righteous fury. Oh, hell no. This is not happening. No way, absolutely not on her watch.

Your bullies know that they are in deep trouble the moment Ingrid marches over, crossing her arms with a look of reproach.

"Excuse me, but what gives you the right to take part in such shameful behavior?" she chides them. "You won't cut it as knights if you keep wasting everyone's time like this. If you would call yourselves students of the honored Officers' Academy, then start acting like it or pack your things!"

By the time she is done verbally tearing into your aggressors, they are begging her to relent, profuse with apologies. She continues to stare them down coldly as they make themselves scarce.

As you murmur your thanks, she gives you an encouraging smile.

"Think nothing of it - I can't stand bullies either. Lucky for us, they're all cowards. So, don't hesitate to call on me if you help, alright?"

[trytoimaginefireemblem]

Headcanon: Dedue Being Interested in a Cheerful and Strong-Willed Student Who Was Previously a Mercenary Would Be Like...

Request: Request: Can I request headcanons of Dedue and Felix being interested in a cheerful and strong-willed new student only to find out they use to be a mercenary please?

Requested by Anonymous

Word Count: 290

A.N.- Sorry for the long title on this one!

Dedue would be able to hide his interest in you fairly well. Dedue is pretty stoic so hiding his emotions is easy for him.

What initially drew Dedue to you was how strong-willed you were. He liked that you would stand your ground for things you believe in.

When he found out that you used to be a mercenary, Dedue was very surprised. It wasn't that you lacked skill but because you were so cheerful.

After getting to know you better, Dedue was pulled to you by your cheerfulness. It is one of the things he likes most about you.

Dedue likes spending time with you. Sometimes he will seek you out in the morning. Seeing you and spending time together brightens his day and makes him feel ready to take on any task.

Dedue likes to spar with you. He thinks you are very skilled and feels that he could learn a lot from you, and it could help him protect Dimitri in the future.

Dedue would look out for you. If he ever saw you looking upset, he would do whatever it takes to get you back to your usual cheerful self.

During battle, Dedue's number one priority is to protest Dimitri. Once the battle is over, his first instinct is to see if you are alright.

Ashe would probably be the first one to notice Dedue's interest in you. He would promise to keep Dedue's feelings a secret.

Dedue would keep his feelings a secret for as long as possible. His first duty would always be to serve Dimitri. He wouldn't want anything to interfere with that duty, but he wouldn't be able to help how he feels, and you would become a soft spot for him.

[halcyon-writings]

Thank so much for the response. May I also request something soft and comforting for Dedue? Yesterday I was separated from my coworkers by another and faced harassment from him about how I am such a bad person etc and I am not doing good atm even though my friends are trying their best to remind me that this dude is a prick (he blew up on me because he has been taking extended breaks and I told my coworkers to do their tasks over his first so his things did not get done as a result). Please take as much time as you need. I just want something to look forward to.

hello dear! i first off would like to apologize for the wait on your request, a lot of it was just me shaking the worms to get the writing juices flowing, and now after the personal war with my writer's block, it is finished (confetti poppers appear) and i hope that guy steps on a lego, i've worked with people like that and genuinely they're awful, i hope that you're doing much better and that you enjoy the fic!

nav.

there be hurt/comfort in this one, annie and mercie being 1000/10 friends

You don’t like to worry Dedue. 

Not that you didn’t trust him or anything, nothing like that at all! You just did not want to add onto his responsibilities that he had. Especially not when the man already had enough on his plate as Dimitri’s right hand. The thought of even causing more work for him made you wary. 

So you did the only reasonable thing you thought you could do- Keep it all in and pray that the matter would be done with so that way you would not trouble him. 

Of course, that was much easier said than done. You had to give Dedue credit, he was a keen observer. Nothing really got past him, which was no wonder why Prince, now King Dimitri had trusted his friend well. 

Your hands wiped your eyes frequently, frustration bubbling beneath your skin as your eyes burned with unshed tears. Don’t cry, don’t cry. Don’t allow them to see your frustration. Don’t let them see that their cruel words affected you. You remind yourself as your throat constricts slightly.

Annette and Mercedes’ hands rubbed your back soothingly. Their own comforting words did little to help, but nonetheless, you were grateful. Your breaths come out in shaky pauses, you inhale and then exhale. Cursing yourself, for letting some stranger’s words get to you so strongly.

“Really, it’s not something for you to worry over, that man had no reason to be so crass and rude,” Annette says, indignant on your behalf.

It was a nice banquet, one that not only hoped to boost the morale of the Kingdom by inviting both nobility and commoners, but it’s secondary agenda was to scope out who truly was loyal to the crown and not attempting anything nefarious, it was difficult enough to weed out Empire loyalists in the previous month. 

It started with some Duke from the western area of Faerghus, preening to whoever paid him any mind that he deserved to be in the small council room before Dimitri could make his appearance before the people. Only to look like a fool when not only was he barred, but attempting to stop you from going in, when you were literally invited by the King himself. 

Where the audacity came from, you were not sure, but overwhelmed from just the number of people attending, to then this stranger getting into your face and proceeding to insult you for something you had no control over (well you did, but you had no reason to help the man into the meeting place now), you quite literally were this close to losing it on the man. Which was where you were grateful for Mercedes’ intervention followed by Annette carefully taking you somewhere more private to calm down. Because you weren’t certain if you were going to punch the man or cry. Or do both. 

From her tone as she confronted him, you almost felt bad for him, almost. An angry Mercedes was a scary Mercedes after all. 

Annette moves from where she was standing as you all hear a knock on the door, her voice is hushed so you can’t really make out what she’s saying or who she’s talking to. The door shuts gently behind her and Mercedes, who promises to see what’s happening follows a short moment later.. The banquet was still ongoing, but with a slight delay as the king was preoccupied with other matters (You later learn it was because Dimitri had not wanted to walk out without everyone in his retinue, aka his former classmates). 

The door opens once more, as you wipe your face with a cool rag to hide your flusteredness. 

“Mercie, I’m alright, I’ll be out in a moment,” Comes out slightly muffled as you press the cloth to your cheeks and your forehead.

“I do not wish to leave you alone,” A much deeper voice, one that did not belong to either her nor Annette catches you by surprise.

You look up at him bewildered, wasn’t he with Dimitri?

When you voice this concern, Dedue steps forward, and you see the swishing skirts of your friends behind the door as they send you small smiles and thumbs ups. You can’t help but shake your head.

“I actually told His Highness that I would go search for you three when Sylvain or Felix hadn’t found you all earlier, in fact, he even encouraged me to do so,” As he stepped closer, while you’re preoccupied, he takes in your frazzled appearance, still dressed to the nines for the occasion, but hands slightly shaky, your expression flustered and eyes looking like they held back tears still. 

He unfortunately had not been present for the incident, only being filled in by a rather indignant Annette when she had found him during his search. He did not judge her reaction, of course, in the slightest. Dedue was not petty or snappish in any way and much more passive, something that Dimitri had almost always scolded him for since they had attended the Officer’s Academy at Garreg Mach. However something in your expression broke his heart, and in turn, made him angry. 

“I’m sorry,” Your quiet words take him away from his reverie, you use the small counter as a makeshift seat, hoisting yourself up to sit on.

Gently, he takes one of your hands in his own, anger quelled, but not forgotten. “You have nothing to apologize for, if anything, that man should be the one apologizing to you for his behavior.” He is quick to insist, to drive away any doubt that you may have had about yourself. 

“If you wish, we can return home, His Highness will understand,” Dedue offers quietly, his hand tucking a stray piece of your hair behind your ear, 

At this you shake your head, “No, a lot of work went into tonight, and I don’t want to let one person ruin all of it. Dimitri would want to show all of us present to support him. If even one of us isn’t there, I’m sure the nobility will want to talk about it.” 

Court politics gave you a headache, and you couldn’t help but pity the friends that had come from noble families (and also feel a bit grateful that your own family was one of merchants, so your encounter with nobility was minimum at best). 

While he does appear doubtful, he ultimately does not push you to decide. 

“If that is what you wish to do, then I will be amenable to it.” 

Your eyes have dried, and you quickly inspect yourself in the small compact that Annette had tucked away (while also excitedly telling you about the pockets of her dress in order to cheer you up) for you. 

“Then, yes, we’re staying.”

You get a sense of comfort from his presence. Knowing that not only did you have his support but the support of your friends as well, you walked out with them all with your head raised high, (faking the confidence just a little bit). 

When the duke that had previously treated you cruelly saw you, his mouth was left agape. Although, it was your turn to look surprised when you saw Dedue turn up his nose at the man, making his jaw drop further as due to his friend’s actions, Dimitri only would interact with the man for propriety’s sake and propriety’s sake only. Surprise became admiration as you learned another thing, Dedue really could be petty when he wanted to be.