tobin's s/o being a simp for him
pairing: tobin x gn!reader
tags: fluff, established relationship
you are a total simp for your boyfriend!
to you, he's the greatest guy you ever met and nobody could ever surpass him
and of course, you need to let him, as well as everyone around you know how you feel about him
you're constantly complimenting him, even about the smallest things
after all, he just seems to be good at everything and he's so pretty that you can't help but let him know how!
tobin easily gets flustered whenever you praise and compliment him, but he looks so cute when he's flustered!
tobin isn't used to being the center of attention and having someone treat him like he's special
but he can understand how you feel about him, since he feels the same way about you!
he's always talking about you and how great you are to his friends, who already have to listen to you do the same about tobin all the time!
tobin just loves you so much, maybe even more than you love him, that he can't help but let everyone else know!
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Fire Emblem Echoes - Alm's Path Queer HCs
Pride Month 2024 - Day 28
Note: Adding Berkut, Rinea, and Fernand here
Alm is bisexual with a fem lean
Gray and Tobin are both mspec. Gray has a fem lean and is denial of his attraction towards men. Tobin has a masc lean and knows that he likes men
Kliff is aroace with an indifferent view on relationships. Faye is also aroace but with a positive view on relationships
Lukas is on the aromantic spectrum, and he’s gay.
Silque is a lesbian
Clair is a trans woman and use she/her.
Clive is bisexual with a strong fem lean. He is also polyamorous
Forsyth is bisexual with a masc lean
Python is gay
Luthier is a trans man who uses he/him, and he’s gay
Mathilda is pansexual and polyamorous
Delthea is aroace with no interest in relationships.
Berkut is bisexual with a fem lean
Rinea is demiromantic and bisexual with a masc lean.
Fernand is pansexual and polyamorous
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tobin crushing on a noble
pairing: tobin x gn!reader
tags: wholesome fluff, rich x poor trope
tobin and you met in the deliverance and tobin knows that if it wasn't for it, a guy like him would never even lay eyes upon a noble such as yourself
of course, he was attracted to you right away, though knew you were out of his league and didn't get his hopes up
however, tobin swore to himself that he'd keep you safe, always staying by your side in battle and taking countless hits for you
the two of you fought side by side a lot and it helped you get closer to each other, but most of the time together was spent after the battle, with you treating his wounds
seeing how kind you were, to a peasant like him, tobin only fell for you harder and became more and more reckless while protecting you
after every battle, you scolded him and told tobin to stop getting himself into danger for you
but the message only really got through when one time after a battle you were crying by his side, telling him that you loved him and didn't want to lose him
hearing that you loved him was a surprise, but tobin comforted you and told you that he loved you too and that he'd stay by your side forever, so you had nothing to worry about
despite you being a noble and tobin just a village boy, nobody disapproved of your relationship!
it was clear to see how happy you two made each other and that was all that mattered…
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kliff and the friends
last minute submission for day two of @fe-aspec-week 2024!! this one is a little thrown together because i had an idea at the last minute but! here goes!!
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Kliff has never been particularly fond of other people.
He used to think he just got unlucky, stuck in a tiny village where no one understood the concept of personal space. He dreamed of the day he’d escape them, get out, go anywhere but here, and meet people who were actually decent.
Then he started going to school in the next town over, and with each new person he met, that dream died in front of him. Each and every one of them—over-familiar like Gray, clumsy like Tobin, naive like Alm, or disgustingly romantic like Faye. He hated it. He came back to Ram Village with a disappointed letter from his teacher and a new will to tolerate these idiots so he could safely ignore the rest. He might not fit in, but at least they know him well enough to leave him alone while he’s reading.
—
The war comes on suddenly, like a storm rolling in overnight, and things change. Kliff learns what fire spells can do to a human being, and Gray stops joking about hitting Tobin with his sword, and Faye picks up a lance for the first time, insisting she’ll do whatever it takes to protect her friends. Tolerable acquaintances become battle-allies, people you can trust to have your back. People who could die beside you, any day. There’s no room out here for petty bickering, but sometimes it also feels like there’s no room to get attached.
When the war is over, Kliff thinks, they’ll go their separate ways. He probably won’t even miss them.
—
Tobin flags him down at camp one day. “Hey, Kliff!”
He rolls his eyes. “Tobin. I thought you knew not to interrupt me while I’m studying.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. But I have questions about magic! That counts as study time, right?”
Now Kliff is intrigued, though he refuses to give Tobin the satisfaction. “Since when do you care about magic? I thought it was too complicated for you.”
Tobin settles beside him, keeping a safe distance, but not bothering to ask whether he minds the company. “Well, I don’t really get it. But I want to learn. You know—for the war.”
He sighs. “I don’t know what Alm or Gray did this time, but you’re better with a bow than you’re ever going to be with magic. Focus on getting better at that.”
“Healing magic,” Tobin corrects. “I want to learn healing.”
“What? Why?”
“C’mon, seriously? I’m worried about you guys! I want us to go back to Ram when this is all over—all of us, together. Even if we’re not all planning to stay.”
“…All right, then. I can try to teach you.” Kliff grins. “Though I wouldn’t count on your ability to learn it.”
—
Faye catches him off guard in the middle of an overcrowded mess hall. She’s saying something, but he can’t understand her over the din of too many hungry soldiers. Eventually, she gives up and beckons to the door.
Kliff follows her, plate in hand, out to the cool night air. “What was that for?”
She shrugs. “You looked like you wanted to go outside.”
“I—” He pauses. Mess hall never used to bother him more than any other time around camp, but now that they’ve been getting more recruits, it has been getting louder and louder. He’s never liked loud noises, either. “I guess I did.”
Faye walks a little farther away from the tent, towards the woods. He follows her, and they settle together at the forest’s edge—still in earshot of the camp, but safely away from the clamor of the mess hall.
“I miss Ram,” Faye says quietly, after they’ve been eating for a bit. “Seeing this many people in one place reminds me how far we are from home.”
Kliff snorts. “It just reminds me of school. They always crammed too many people into the common areas for lunch.”
“So you didn’t like leaving then, either?”
“I liked going to school,” he answers. “I didn’t like the people there.”
“What kind of people do you like?”
He thinks on this. “The quiet kind.”
Faye smiles and nods. They eat the rest of their meal in silence.
—
Gray looks out for him during fights.
At first he’s convinced Gray is just showing off, jumping in dramatically and kicking down a mage in mid-chant before they can fire another spell at Kliff. But then it happens a second time, and a third time, and Kliff is more than certain that it’s intentional.
“You don’t have to do that, you know,” Kliff says, the next time Gray takes a blow for him.
“Do what?” Gray asks. “Look super cool while I’m saving the day?”
Kliff regrets that Gray is too focused on the battle to see him roll his eyes. “Protect me. I can look out for myself.”
“Oh, that? I’m just practicing for next time one of the girls needs saving.” Gray pauses to skewer another incoming mage. “Gotta keep my skills sharp and all that!”
“Gray, I’m serious. Can you stop joking around?” Kliff fires off another spell, stopping an approaching cavalier in their tracks. Now there are no more distractions—Gray will have to talk to him.
Gray turns to face him. “Look, I know you can take it, okay? But that’s not your job. If you’re up in the front lines taking hits, you won’t have the energy to cast your spells. So you do your job, and I’ll do mine, yeah?”
He sighs. “Fine.”
“Great! Now how about a ‘thank you’ for saving your ass?”
“In your dreams.”
—
Alm brings him a book from town.
“Here,” he says, unloading it off a pile of rations and weapons. “They had this on sale at one of the booths. I thought you might get some use out of it.”
Kliff inspects it. It’s a neatly-bound red tome, with gold embossing on the front. It looks well-used, but it’s holding together nevertheless. He flips it open, skimming the table of contents, and frowns.
“I hate to break it to you, but this is a book on magical theory. It’s not going to teach me anything I don’t already know about battle casting.”
Alm looks a little offended. “I know,” he says. “I just figured you would like it. You liked learning about magic at school, didn’t you?”
“I did, but—” He frowns again, turning the book over anxiously in his hands. “We’re in the middle of a war. Did you spend army funds on this?”
“Don’t worry, I spent my own money on it. No funds wasted.”
“But—” Kliff stammers. “Why? What’s the point? What do you get out of this?”
Alm sighs. “It’s just a gift. We may be at war, but we’re still people. I want you guys to be happy—at least, when we’re not having to kill people.”
“Oh,” Kliff says. “Uh. Thanks.”
Alm smiles, bright as ever. “Any time.”
—
The war continues, and Kliff keeps dreaming about the places he’ll go once he’s free to travel as he pleases. He’s not sure what kind of people he’ll meet out there, but—he thinks—if they’re anything like the ones he met in Ram Village, he hasn’t got anything to worry about. Other people may be unpleasant—clumsy, naive, romantic, and over-familiar—but they’re still worth knowing, every once in a while.
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