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Reverse Card by SergeantHopeless. (Complete) This one was the first Church!Byleth story I came across, and it's actually a Seteh and Byleth role reversal. It takes Flayn longer to wake up from her healing sleep and because of that Seteh does not reunite with Rhea until the events of White Rain. In the meanwhile, Sitri survived and Byleth is raised at the monastery by both parents, joining the Knights of Seiros and eventually taking over as Knight Captain from Jeralt.

Loneliness and Longing - DevilDragon8. (Complete) This one isn't actually Church!Byleth, but it is a Nabatean!Byleth story, where she was raised in Zanado by Rhea, so I consider it conceptually adjacent at least. The work focuses on Dmitri investigating legends of a dragon living in the mountains of his kingdom.

A Greater Purpose - Tamoria (Ongoing) An AU where Rhea ends up with Byleth after the monastery fire, instead of Jeralt. It consists primarily of a series of vignettes of young Byleth interacting with the professors and other residents of the monastery, and particularly Flayn and Seteh, though eventually it also becomes a modified Golden Deer scenario.

The Emperor That Burned and the God That Remained Silent - AutumnVine (Ongoing). This is also a story where Byleth ends up with Rhea after the fire, though where she ends up going into the clergy instead of training as a knight, and is raised as Rhea's acknowledged granddaughter. Primarily a political intrigue story starring Rhea and Edelgard, in an occupied monastery following the war, about Rhea negotiating for the safety of the sky lizard family and her followers.

Worship - SwiftySprite. (Ongoing story) This is a newer story, in a world where the blood experiments never happened, featuring Edelgard taking refuge at the monastery once her half-siblings start to get body snatched. Features Byleth as Rhea's favored knight

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Top 5 Rated M Fanfic - Multi-Fandom

No Particular Order - All under 40,000 words

No Resistance, Need Assistance by Mytay

klance (m/m) - Voltron Legendary Defender - 10,153 words

That sex pollen thing except done supremely awkwardly and with only a little bit of sexy times.

The Demon You Know by AutumnVine

edeleth (f/f) - Fire Emblem: Three Houses - 3,564 words

Shez inadvertently facilitates a date between the Adrestian Emperor and the Ashen Demon

dijunction by Nanashi07

jayvik (m/m) - Arcane : League of Legends - 25,417 words

Six years after he and Viktor part ways on antagonistic terms, Jayce wakes up in the Machine Herald’s medical clinic.

hand in unlovable hand by donnamoss

catradora (f/f) - She-Ra and the Princesses of Power - 5,965 words

Adora has never faked anything in her life. Catra, a practiced liar, can’t parse exactly how, though they grew up in the same place, Adora became what she is: a hero, even without the sword.

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or: 5 times they held hands after the war.

Professional Couples Only by saltyfeathers 

destiel (m/m) - Supernatural - 37,153 words

There's a haunted apartment building in Vermont, and the ad says "Professional couple only". Dean and Cas rise to the occasion.

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This was so so good!!! I liked the affection between Tom and the reader. The chemistry was so nice in their happy moments, and it made the car crash feel all the more emotional.

Awesome job, @autumnvine

Help her

Summary: Almost finishing for maternity leave driving home from work yn has a bad car crash while on the car speaker phone to her husband Tom.

TW: Major car crash, details, blood, hospital, pregnancy.

This was never suppost to happen, your car totalled, the roof on the road and wheels facing upward to the clouded sky, blood, broken glass and chunks of your cars exteriour sprayed everywhere across the road. Head pounding as you dangled with your seatbelt upside down in your vehicle.

"Darling can you hear me? What's happening?" A thick English accent bellowed through the car speakers, Your name being called over and over. "I'm coming" he shouted, through the phone once again, Life360 was a mirracle for situations like this, knowing exactly where to find you.

About ten minuites had passes until someone's dark boots appeared by your window, a pair of strong arms opening the door, unfastening the seatbelt and catching you as you fell free from the seat, he pulled you out of the car, laying you gently on the curbside, brushing the hair off your face searching for any injuries, your nose was bleeding a little above your eyebrow too, the back of your head was okay, scanning over your body, noticing your coat torn at the shoulder, a few scrapes over your elbow with a few dropplets of blood, a thick deep red patch soking your white blouse covering your stomach area, "oh god". Behind you came flashing blue lights and sirens fleeing down the road,

"What happened?" A woman with red hair asked the man beside you

"I...I don't know, I was on the phone with her, she's my wife,she's pregnant, we were laughing and then she shouted and I heard a crashing and banging oh god, I..I pulled her out of there, I don't know just help her, please"

"What's her name?"

"Yn Hiddleston"

"What's your name"?

"Tom Hiddleston, she's bleeding please help her"

Suddenly a croud of paramedics, surrounded you, pushing Tom to the side, his heart breaking, tears streaming down his face as he looked at the blood covering his hands. It wasn't long before you were taken away, Tom holding your hand in the back of the ambulance, a paramedic driving his car behind following closely behind to the hospital.

On arrival they took you away from Tom, running with you down the corridors, pushing you through doors Tom wasn't allowed passed, he was fighting it, wanting to be with you, a sobbing mess as they took you away from him.

It had been hours since he saw you, pacing in the waiting room more times then he could count, reliving each moment, trying to process exactly what had just happened. He processed each event leading up to this moment

Flashback

"Good morning my love" Tom kissing your forhead as you woke in his arms, smiling at him "Good morning, care to join me in the shower?"

"I'd love nothing more" he replied, as you both climbed out of bed and kissed eachother again, Tom kissed your stomach "Good morning little bean"

The two of you were smitten, totally in love and soon to be expanding your family, you were so close to finishing up work ready for maternity leave, he was beside himself with joy and love for you both when you told him you were expecting, from that moment on he was always at your side taking care of you both. After the shower you had breakfast together, had your vitamins, gotten dressed, applied your makeup and your hair in a bun for the office.

You called Tom on your lunch break, thanking him for the packed lunch me had made for you, and explaining how your morning was going, Tom reminding you gently to lay off your caffine intake, you were addicted to coffee you needed it to function, but given the life growing inside you, that amout of coffee was no longer acceptable, possible only having one or two cups for the whole day.

After your shift you called Tom, laughing with him as you explained you were no longer adicted to coffee and have gone the full day without one cup, he was proud of you, Tom was always proud of you, "I was thinking for dinner we could go out somewhere, not fancy or anything just out for a while or catch a movie?" you asked Tom He agreed with you and loved the idea of a date night to celebrate the coming weekend, dinner and a movie sounded cliche but it didn't matter, you loved it. After you first started going out with Tom one of the first thing you did was go for a burger and caught a movie, since then it has always been your thing, every now and then going for something to eat and a film, sacrificing the whole night for just you two, no work, no phones, no calees, no script reading or meeting scheduling, it was time the two of you connected.

"What are you feeling like? Pizza, pasta, burgers, what about some icecream, no wait not icecream you can't eat icecream, what about the dish you liked before with the mashed potato and the mince perhaps with"

"OH CRAP! OH MY-" you cut Tom off mid sentence, shouting and screaming down the phone

"Yn what's happening, what's wrong? Are you alright? YN!"

Tom felt completely helpless, hearing you screming for him down the phone, shortly followed by a loud band, and crashing, then it all went silent, "Darling can you hear me? What's happening? YN! I'm coming"

Checking his phone to see where you were, running to his car, speeding down the street, jumping every red light to get to you, driving along the same road you were just ten minuites prior, he saw parts of a car as he drove past, the broken glass, the bumper, your car. "Oh God Yn" he put his hazard lights on although the road was fairly quiet, "YN!" he shouted your name over and over, running to the driver door, seeing you there upside down, Tom was trying so hard to keep it together, now wasn't the time to panic, he needed to help you, he needed to help his baby. Crying and pulling you out of the car, all he could think about was you, he needed you, he couldn't live woithout you, he wouldn't , you ment everything to him.

"Mr Hiddleston?" A womens gentle voice called him from the waiting room , Tom spun around to face the woman, a nurse with light blue scrbs, "Is she okay, My wife, she, has to be okay, please?"

"She's alright, she's stable"

Tom cried in relief, "Thank you, oh god thank you, and, our baby? She was bleeding, her stomach, there was so much blood, she's pregnant, please is our baby okay?" The silence cut through Tom harder then anything, time stood still as he waited to hear,

"You should sit down, Mr Hiddleston your shaking, Sir your family is okay, they're both alright, your daughters here, she's in the NICU, but i think she'll be just fine. She is a little smaller because she's premautre, but she's a fighter like her mother."

"My daughter" Tom whispered, "We have a girl?"

"Congratulations, you're a father to a very beautiful little girl.

Your wife sustained some pretty extensive injurys, it was the best option to save them both. Your wife is tired and her body had gone through alot of trauma, but you can see her, however you can't meet your daughter until she comes out of the NICU as the babies have little to no immune system, Tom nodded agreeing and understanding. He hugged the nurse thanking her, "I want to see my wife"

Tom sat beside you, just staring at you looking at his wife, bandaged up, looking a little better then when he found you many hours ago. Words couldn't desrcibe his emotions, Tom was scared, terrified, proud of you for fighting through this. All night he sayed there, barely sleeping afried to close his eyes just incase you woke or something happened.

Tom was always there for you, when you woke up you saw your hand your knuckles cut and sore, everything hurt but Tom was there holding your hand, talking to you, comforting you, stopping you from having a panic attack. "Tom are you alright?" noticing his eyes red and a few tears rolling down his cheeks, "I thought I'd never see you again Yn, I love you, oh goodness I love you so much, everythings okay now, you are okay yn, your alright"

"Tom the baby?"

"She's okay"

"She, were having a girl?"

"Darling we have a girl." your face said it all, what did he mean have, surley he ment having, not have. "She's in the NICU, she's tiny, and beautiful, and she's our little fighter"

Your eyes welled up, "She's okay"

"Tom what happened to me? Why is our baby in the NICU? What's going on?" He explained to you that everything was alright, there was an accident but it's all okay now. "You're both safe, that's all that matters right now. You can rest daring, everything is alright, and we can meet our daughter soon"

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🍂🌾 Autumn meadow 🌾🍂

Seriously though, this picture set gives me Over The Garden Wall vibes and I am HERE for it

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Wels October 2018 #autumn #autumnvibes🍁 #october #wels #austria #autumnvines #🍁🍁🍁 #plantwall #plantsandbuildings (at Wels) https://www.instagram.com/p/B3XEMDGAddZ/?igshid=etv594m7fr4k

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@autumnvine thank you so much!!! 🥺💚

Mischief’s Daughter (Loki x Fem!Reader)

Summary: It’s Loki’s first time looking after your daughter alone.

Rating: All ages/SFW

A/N: Self-indulgent as hell. I’ve reached the age where the thought of Loki with a baby makes me all fuzzy and warm inside. A rare fem-specific reader from me. Pure fluff.

LOKI MASTERLIST

“Are you sure you can handle this?”

“Am I sure?”

“Yeah-“

“Am I sure I can handle watching our child for a few hours?”

Loki raised a brow, blinking at you as you sighed, putting a hand on your hip, holding his gaze.

“I didn’t mean it like that.” You said lowly, lips quirking faintly upwards. Loki rolled his eyes slightly, casually moving to lean a hip against the kitchen counter, folding his arms over his chest.

“Darling, please, I am a God.” He smirked, that smug one he does when he allows some of his arrogance to surface. “I am very much capable of looking after our daughter whilst you go and ‘let your hair down’.” He paused, his ocean eyes flickering over your features. “Natasha is correct, you deserve to unwind a little.” He told you sincerely, knowing how hectic everything had been since the arrival of your daughter over six months ago.

“But what if something happens and I’m not here-“ You tried, brows furrowing in worry.

“I’m a God, remember?” Loki cut you off, raising a brow, shrugging. “Besides, what could possibly go wrong?”

Famous last words it seemed.

Freya had been crying for the last twenty minutes. Nothing seemed to be working. Not even a touch of illusionary magic was doing the trick. It seemed to work for the tiniest of moments, Loki letting out a breath of relief, before suddenly the wailing continued as if she was now offended by his attempt to quell her upset.

Yes, this was the first time Loki had been left alone with Freya - if you couldn’t already tell.

Children of his own was never something Loki had ever considered, but when you came along and time went on… Well, having a child seemed less like a nuisance and more like an adventure. Being on Midgard for the last five years had changed Loki. Sure, he was still very much the God of Mischief, but now, he had an air of maturity about him. Being apart of the Avengers, having somewhere he belonged… Friends… You… Of course, if you had told him this would be his situation years ago, he would’ve laughed and called you ‘absurd’. Yet, here he was.

The God of Mischief… Defeated by a baby.

“Can we not discuss this like adults?” Loki asked rhetorically, a sardonic wry edge to his voice as he bounced Freya gently in his arms, one of his large hands supporting her back. His brows were furrowed, lips parted slightly as he looked at his daughter who was insisting on wailing still. “I mean, really, I think you’re making some… excellent points-“

Another wail.

“Yes, I agree.” His hand at her back patted her lightly as he let out a deep sigh. Freya’s tiny hand found its way to his curls tucked behind his ear as she grasped it, pulling in her little rage. “Ow! No- No, we do not- There is no need for violence.” He moved towards the couch, feeling a headache begin to form. He began to feel slightly self-conscious, worried he was doing something wrong.

He’d read all the baby books possible before she was born, but it seemed even they didn’t have an answer for everything. He’d tried feeding her, rocking her, putting her down for a nap, illusions, change of nappy— Everything that could’ve been the issue. He sat on the couch, shifting Freya so she could sit on his lap, his hands still supporting her, one staying at her back whilst the other held under her small arm. He looked down at his daughter, seeing her blue eyes all glassy, cheeks red and puffy from crying. It was a sight he would’ve once found extremely… well, snotty. But with Freya, his flesh and blood, it only unsettled him, tugged at his heart.

“You certainly are your father’s daughter.” Loki mumbled to himself. “Throwing a fit of rage for reasons no one else seems to understand.” He tilted his head slightly. “Perhaps someone misses their mother, hm?” At that, Freya went silent for a moment, as if she understood. Loki raised a brow, holding his daughter’s gaze. “Oh… Is that it?” He slowly began to realise that he was likely correct. It was the first time she had been without you since she was born, and whilst people underestimated babies capabilities to understand their surroundings, he knew better.

“Well, I’m here.” Loki said lightly, a small smile tugging at his lips. “And I may even be considered more fun than mum.”

Another wail.

Loki winced at the sound, his smile dropping from his face. She didn’t like that notion it seemed. He glanced at the clock, it had only been an hour since you’d left - although it felt like several.

“Right.” Loki muttered under his breath, before getting up from the couch, once again holding Freya to his chest. “Let’s try something different, shall we?” His hand shifted to cradle the back of her head gently, once more bouncing her softly in a soothing motion. Clearing his throat quietly, he let out a breath before opening his mouth as a low, comforting melody fell from his lips.

“I stormsvarte fjell, jeg vandrer alene,

Over isbreen tar jeg meg frem,

I eplehagen står møyen den vene,

Og synger: “når kommer du hjem?”

The last note rang out softly as Freya’s cries had ebbed, giving way to a few sniffles. Loki held his breath, waiting to see if the old song had managed to quell his daughter’s cries fully. After a few seconds of no wailing, he let out a relieved breath, feeling a warmth in his chest at the fact he had managed to comfort his daughter. After a few tries, but still. That was being a parent.

“So, it seems someone prefers my singing to my show of powers.” He mused playfully, keeping his tone soft and quiet, scared if he spoke too loud he would send Freya into another episode of tears. “You take after your mother on that one.” He smiled slightly, tilting his head to meet his daughter’s eyes. “Although, sometimes I think she prefers it when I’m completely silent.” His smile widened, seeing how Freya was now giving him her full attention. “Can’t say I blame her.” He whispered teasingly, moving to grab a nearby cloth to wipe away the remnants of tears - and snot - from Freya’s adorable little face. “There. Much better. Can’t have my princess looking like her uncle now, can we? All snotty and bubbling.” He smirked, placing the dirty cloth aside as he began to move back towards the couch. “Not very becoming of her highness.”

Freya made a soft gurgle, making Loki laugh quietly, sitting back against the couch as he kept Freya in his arms, resting against his chest so he could look at her. She was the perfect blend of both of you. His eyes, with raven tuffs of hair, your nose and mouth… She truly was a marvel. “Why don’t I tell you about the time I turned your uncle into a frog?”

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Letting out a breath, you entered the home you shared with Loki, kicking off your shoes as you paused, listening for any sounds. Silence. Your brows furrowed, glancing at the clock on the wall in the hallway. It was around the time Freya would wake in the night and decide it was time for everyone to be awake with her… Yet, no noise. Creeping down the hall, you approached the doorway of the lounge, peering inside. There you saw it. A sight that melted your heart. Loki had his eyes closed, Freya sleeping on his chest, his hand supporting her head whilst the other held her back. The house hadn’t burnt down, there was no mess, no illusions of frogs or god knows what running about the place… Just… peace.

You felt tears well in your eyes as you leaned against the doorframe, heart feeling like it could burst out your chest. After a few seconds, Loki slowly opened an eye, instantly finding you. His brows furrowed faintly, the glow of the lamp reflected in your glassy gaze as he opened his other eye. It took a moment, but then he recognised that look.

“You had a few glasses of wine, didn’t you?” He asked playfully, voice barely above a whisper. You sniffled, straightening.

“No…” You mumbled, tone completely giving you away.

“Hm.” Loki smirked, before carefully lifting his hand from Freya’s head to not disturb her, reaching out towards you. You immediately headed towards him, taking his offered hand as his slender fingers grasped yours. “Your teary eyes tell me otherwise.” He teased softly. “You get emotional every time you have a glass or two.”

“How can I not-“ You drawled quietly, lips pouting faintly. “-when I come back to this?” You gestured loosely towards Freya, referring to the sight that was before you of the two people you loved most in the universe. “And nothing is on fire.” Loki had to hold back a chuckle at that, his lips quirking upwards.

“See? I told you I could handle it.” Loki mused, a hint of his typical smugness entering his voice as he gazed up at you. Besides, you didn’t need to know about the first hour… In the end, it all worked out perfectly and he felt a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment because of it. “Although, she is most definitely my daughter.” He added in a wry murmur, glancing back down at the bundle of sleeping joy on his chest. Your eyes followed his, your features softening even further - if that was possible. After a moment of silence, you spoke again.

“She wailed a lot didn’t she?”

“How did you-“

“Because you also wail a lot-“

“I beg your pardon? I do not ‘wail’, I… express my frustration eloquently like an adult.”

“Uh huh.”

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Treading Among The Flames

By: AutumnVine

Summary: For Byleth, life had been simple before becoming a teacher at Garreg Mach. A job was a job, an enemy was an enemy. But now that she has to contend with both teaching her students and avoiding the machinations of an unseen foe, she's found things have only become more complicated than she could have ever imagined.Especially the masked figure calling themselves the Flame Emperor.

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'Changing Seasons' My interpretation of the vineyards in Autumn. #autumnvines #contemporaryart #contemporarypainting #napa #napavalley #autumninthevalley #timhowestudios #timhowefineart (at Napa, California)

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Seen Kynance Mews pop up on Instagram so went for a wander to check it out after the rain had stopped yesterday. Pretty Autumn colours....London sure knows how to do autumn right 🍁 #autumn🍁 #autumncolours #nature #autumninlondon #seasons #london #londonlife #londonliving #centrallondon #kensington #kynancemews #vines #autumnlight #autumnvines #secretlondon #prettycitylondon #prettyinlondon #timeoutlondon #outandabout #outandaboutlondon #outinlondon (at Kynance Mews)

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Wels October 2018 . . #autumn #autumnvibes🍁 #october #wels #austria #autumnvines #🍁🍁🍁 #plantwall #plantsandbuildings (at Wels) https://www.instagram.com/p/B3XEMDGAddZ/?igshid=10uzxn2zhm3oz