#fe linhardt x reader

[frickingnerd]

cuddling with linhardt

pairing: linhardt von hevring x gn!reader

tags: wholesome fluff, cuddling, (implied) romantic relationship

linhardt likes to be as close to you as possible

there could be a ton of space on the sofa or bed and he'd still be sitting so close to you, that he's basically on top of you

linhardt never asks you to cuddle with him, but you can guess that this is what he wants when he gets so close to you

he'll often just rest his head on your shoulder or lap, until you start to wrap your arms around him or play with his hair

linhardt isn't very vocal during cuddling, but he doesn't mind listening to you talking about your day or anything that is currently on your mind

he just wants to be close to you, that's all that matters to him…

[randoimago]

How about Linhardt, Mercedes and Dedeue meeting in the Goddess Tower with their s/o accidentally, but with the same idea - to spent some time in peace and quiet alone, away from the Ball. But in the end they talk, make wishes and dance. Alone. With each other.

Meeting S/O at the Goddess Tower

Fandom: Fire Emblem: Three Houses

Character(s): Dedue, Mercedes, Linhardt

Type of Request: Headcanons

Note(s): Here you go!!

Dedue

He had left so he didn't inconvenience people with his presence. It's no secret how most people view those from Duscur. He did not intend to stumble upon you.

"Apologies, I'll leave," he'll tell you when you notice him. You're quick to say he can stay and he debates it for a second but agrees. You two are alone so there shouldn't be rumors spread about you being seen with him.

Dedue isn't one for small talk but he listens. He listens to anything you want to talk about, voicing a few thoughts now and then. It isn't until you suggest making a wish with him that he lets a smile slip through. Mythologies aren't something he's interested in, but he likes the one with the Goddess Tower.

Dancing also isn't something he's good at. His highness had him attend the lessons that he had, but Dedue didn't really dance himself. He still tries with holding you close and letting you lead.

Linhardt

Honestly he just wanted to take a nap. It was all exhausting. But he saw you in the spot he wanted to nap and let out a sigh, letting you know he was there. You don't get time to react before he moves your hands so he can lay his head in your lap.

It's quiet at first before you two do start talking. It's mostly him either complaining about the party or talking about crest research.

Linhardt would go quiet again after a bit and you'd think he finally fell asleep until he speaks up. "We could make a wish for research purposes. See if there's any truth to the legends." rather he was being sincere or sly, who knows.

At the discussion of dancing, he's not a huge fan of the idea. Yes he knows how to dance - he's a noble he had to attend those lessons - but he doesn't like dancing, it's too tiring. But if you really look upset at not having a dance with him then he'll relent.

Mercedes

She was really trying to find Ingrid, who was hiding from her again. Mercedes did need a break and she thought the best way would be to touch up some makeup. That idea left her when she saw you alone at the Goddess Tower.

You get a cheerful, "Hello!" from her as she makes her way over to you, sitting next to you. Having conversation comes easily enough before she's teasing you about waiting for someone to make a wish with.

Mercedes is more than happy to play into the traditions of the Goddess Tower with wishing with you, hoping for happiness in your future and the rest of her house's future.

She would be the one to suggest dancing too. She was upset when she realized that she had to take a break from dancing in the first place, but now she's all relaxed and wants to spend the rest of the night dancing with her beloved S/O.

[nabateaprodigy]

Then may I request (of course separate and platonic) sibling headcannons for Dimitri, Felix, Constance, Linhardt, Caspar, Yuri from Fire Emblem 3 houses (if that’s two many you can pick and choose)

Fódlan Sibling Headcannons

Series: Fire Emblem.

Characters: Dimitri, Felix, Constance, Linhardt, Caspar and Yuri.

Genre: Fluff.

Proofread: Yes.

Reader: Gender Neutral.

Notes: Apologies this took longer than it should have. Also I feel like Dimitri might be a little occ.

Dimitri

Growing up together Dimitri had been your older brother. Naturally, this meant he would be the next King of Faerghus. He always had so many duties and had to be so serious and responsible!

This had been no fun for you whatsoever. Compared to Dimitri you didn't nearly have as many royal duties to attend to. You always had so much free time you had no idea what to do with it!

Of course, you would love to spend this time with Dimitri but of course, he was always busy. However, when Dimitri did have free time you made sure not to waste it! Whenever you did spend time with Dimitri it would be training together or having tea.

But you always wanted to do something more adventurous with him! Such as sneaking out of the royal place and exploring what was outside the place walls! Whether that be exploring the streets of the town or defeating a group of local bandits together.

This was much to your parent's dismay, however. As whenever they discovered you weren't in the place they would send guards to come bring you back. How annoying!

Of course, growing up you were also close with Dimitri's friends. Whenever you went to visit Felix, Ingrid, or Sylvain or they came to visit you. There was never a dull day to be had spending time together!

Felix

Oh, Felix how seriously he always was you swear it's almost like your brother could not smile or have fun! So you made it your mission to make your brother smile or laugh! All you had to do was find out what made him laugh or smile.

This leads you to pull many upon many pranks on your brother. Of course, he found this to be annoying but you swear you saw him crack a small smile sometimes. So it was working that lead you to keep pulling pranks on him!

Of course, pranks weren't the only thing that could make a person smile so this led to you telling multiple jokes to Felix! Of course, this first couple of times not even a grin or a chuckle came from your brother. But that's alright all you had to do was keep trying!

Eventually you finally did it a joke that made Felix laugh genuinely! You were so happy you ended up parading around the room. You ended up tripping and falling over which only made him laugh even more!

Felix was an extremely skilled swordsman you had seen his swordsmanship firsthand. Whether you liked or dislike training Felix would always train you on how to use a sword. So you could defend yourself in case he wasn't there to protect you. He may not show it much but Felix was happy to have you as his sibling.

Constance

"OHOHOHOH!" Whenever you heard that laughter it could only mean one thing. Your sister Constance has created a new spell and was going to show it to you immediately.

Not that you minded of course you were always interested in seeing the new spells your sister would come up with. Admittedly some of them were more useful than others but you always liked seeing them.

Of course, since you were Constance's sibling you were also quite skilled with magic. Each time you created a spell of your own or master an already-known spell your sister couldn't help but be proud of you!

Of course whenever Constance needed to go out for something during the day. You would always be with her you knew how many bad memories the sun brought back to her. So you always wanted to be there with her in case something happened and to keep her safe.

To bring back House Nuvelle that was Constance's dream! Naturally, you shared this dream with Constance and did what you could to make it a reality. Whenever you two successfully bring back House Nuvelle your magical prowess as the siblings of House Nuvelle will be known far and wide!

Linhardt

Oh Linhardt sleepily, sleepily, sleepily Linhardt. How did your brother end up sleeping so much? You weren't sure honestly but you'd find him sleeping in places such as the library.

You could be sitting next to Linhardt talking about anything. Then the next minute he goes quiet and stops responding to you. It's because he's fallen asleep! How could fall asleep while talking to you?! His amazing sibling?! How rude!

Of course, since you were Linhardt's sibling you'd always be the first one he talk to about his crest research. Whether you had a crest or not didn't matter! You were still his sibling and he cared for you all the same.

Of course, if you were ever feeling stressed or tired Linhardt would be the first to notice. And what would he suggest to get rid of those feelings of stress and tiredness? Naps of course! Linhardt always seemed to know some of the best places to take a nap.

Of course, if you ever needed any help with your studies. Linhardt would be the first person you'd go to for help. He was one of the top students so he would be willing to help you out on something you're struggling with.

Caspar

Oh, Casper whenever he would see you in the halls of the Garreg Mach Monastery. He would shout your name and then run up to hug you. He was always happy to see you and always asked how you were doing.

Since neither you nor Casper would be the next head of your house. You always knew Caspar would be training and sometimes asked you to join him. You didn't mind however as Caspar was always great to train with!

Also, you know that one support in Three Houses where Caspar carries Bernadetta to show her something pretty? Yea, Caspar does the same with you sometimes since he wants to show you something. It happens so many people are just used to seeing him carrying around his sibling in the Monastery.

Of course, you and Caspar get along well together since the both of you grew up together. The both of you are each other's best friend! Caspar could be a bit more emotional than you at times.

This usually led to Caspar getting into fights with other students. You always had to hold Caspar back or break up the fight. However, you'd always be there for Caspar to patch him up after a fight.

Yuri

Okay, let's just get this out the Yuri would tease you CONSTANTLY! Seriously not even a day goes by where Yuri isn't teasing you about something. Of course, you would tease him as well but it didn't seem to affect much.

Yuri was also very protective over you as leader of the Ashen Wolves. Of course, Yuri knew you were more than capable of protecting yourself. But if people were aware you were his sibling they might hurt you instead of him.

Of course, since you were Yuri's sibling he trusted you more than anyone else. So you knew more about him than others and he opened up to you more. The both of you are always there for each other and trust each other greatly.

You and Yuri were partners in crime and would go out on missions regularly. You would both always have each other's back. Even in battle the two of you were an unstoppable force!

[the-reader-insert-gazette]

The Quiet Bonds We Forge - F!Reader x Linhardt von Hevring

Fire Emblem Three Houses (Time Skip)

In the midst of war, two opposites discover that strength and wit are more complementary than they realized.

Note: This fic assumes the mentioned Black Eagles have sided with the professor/monastery.

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The mountain pass was treacherous, its narrow path lined with jagged rocks and slick with snow. [Name] adjusted the scarf around her neck, her breath visible in the freezing air. She glanced behind her, where Linhardt trudged along, his usual nonchalant demeanor unchanged despite the bitter conditions.

“This would be easier if you’d keep up,” [Name] said, her voice sharp with frustration. The caravan ahead needed protection, and she wasn’t about to let anything slip through their watch.

“Why rush?” Linhardt replied, his tone light but his gaze steady. “If an ambush is coming, it’ll happen regardless of how quickly we walk.”

[Name] bit back a retort. Linhardt’s indifference grated on her, but she couldn’t deny that he had a point. “Still, we’re supposed to be watching their backs, not dragging ours.”

“And we are,” Linhardt said. “Just… in different ways. You march ahead like a knight on the front lines. I stay behind to see the bigger picture.”

“Is that what you call it?” [Name] muttered, pulling her cloak tighter as a gust of wind whipped past. “This mission requires vigilance. The archbishop entrusted us with ensuring these supplies reach the monastery.”

“Indeed,” Linhardt said, his expression softening. “And I’ll ensure we both make it there alive.”

Before [Name] could respond, the sound of snapping branches echoed through the pass. She froze, her hand instinctively reaching for her weapon. Linhardt stepped beside her, his sharp eyes scanning the cliffs.

“Bandits,” [Name] whispered, spotting movement in the shadows. She drew her sword, the familiar weight a comfort. “Stay back. I’ll—”

“No need to do this alone,” Linhardt interrupted, his voice calm but firm. With a flick of his wrist, a faint magical glow surrounded him. “Let’s see if we can end this quickly.”

The bandits appeared moments later, leaping from their hiding spots with weapons drawn. [Name] moved without hesitation, engaging the nearest attacker in a swift exchange of strikes. Linhardt stayed behind, weaving spells with practiced precision. Fire erupted in the snow, scattering their foes and forcing them back.

“Impressive,” Linhardt said, watching as [Name] dispatched another enemy. “Though you might consider using a less predictable approach.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” [Name] shot back, breathless but steady. “Why don’t you try moving faster for once?”

“Fair enough.” Linhardt smirked, raising his hand as a burst of wind magic sent two bandits tumbling into the snow. Within moments, the skirmish was over, their attackers fleeing into the wilderness.

[Name] lowered her blade, scanning the area for any remaining threats. Satisfied, she turned to Linhardt, who leaned casually against a rock, looking none the worse for wear.

“Not bad,” she admitted grudgingly. “You’re more useful than I expected.”

“High praise,” Linhardt said with a mock bow. “Though I’d argue we make a decent team.”

“Let’s move,” she scoffed, turning back toward the caravan. “We still have a job to do.”

Linhardt followed, his expression thoughtful. “You know, [Name], this might not be the worst partnership I’ve ever had.”

[Name] glanced at him, the corner of her mouth twitching upward despite herself. “I’ll try not to let that overwhelm me with gratitude.”

The two fell into a rhythm, walking alongside the caravan as the wagons creaked through the snowy pass. The tension from the earlier ambush lingered, but their combined efforts had kept the group safe. [Name]'s sharp eyes stayed on the cliffs, scanning for any more signs of trouble, while Linhardt’s measured pace kept him at her side.

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As they reached a plateau where the path widened, they spotted a familiar figure jogging toward them. Caspar’s bright hair and boundless energy were unmistakable, even from a distance. He waved enthusiastically, his voice carrying over the wind.

“Hey! There you two are!” he called out. “You missed all the excitement back at camp.”

“Excitement?” Linhardt asked, his tone dry as Caspar stopped in front of them, his breath puffing in the cold air. “If you call chopping firewood exciting, I’m not sure what to say.”

Caspar laughed, shaking his head. “Not that! Dorothea and Petra handled some bandits before they even got close to the supplies. They were amazing.”

“Then it seems bandits have taken quite the interest in our supplies,” [Name] said, her expression darkening. “We’ve already dealt with a group ourselves.”

“Whoa, seriously?” Caspar’s eyes widened, his gaze darting between the two of them. “And you didn’t call for backup?”

“Wouldn’t have made much difference,” Linhardt replied with a shrug. “[Name] handled the front line, and I… well, I kept the rest from becoming a problem.”

[Name] raised an eyebrow. “You’re underselling your part a little, but sure. Let’s go with that.”

Caspar grinned. “See? You two are unstoppable! Maybe they should just pair you up more often.”

“Don’t push your luck,” [Name] muttered, though the warmth in her tone betrayed her amusement. “Let’s focus on getting this caravan to its destination.”

They resumed their trek, Caspar chattering away about the bandits’ failed attack at the camp and how Petra had tracked their movements through the snow. His stories, punctuated with his usual enthusiasm, provided a much-needed distraction from the cold.

As they descended the mountain and the terrain grew less perilous, the caravan finally reached the outskirts of a small village nestled in a valley. The sight of warm lights glowing in windows and smoke curling from chimneys brought a collective sigh of relief from the group.

“Thank the goddess,” [Name] murmured. “We’ll rest here for the night.”

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The villagers welcomed them with cautious curiosity, offering a large barn for the caravan and its guards. As the others busied themselves setting up camp, [Name] and Linhardt found themselves seated near a crackling fire outside, their first moment of peace since the ambush.

“You’re unusually quiet,” [Name] said, casting a sidelong glance at him. “Not tired, are you?”

“Hardly,” Linhardt replied, staring into the flames. “Just thinking. Watching you in action earlier—your focus, your strength—it’s impressive.”

[Name] blinked, caught off guard by the sincerity in his tone. “You… don’t say things like that often.”

“That’s because most people don’t warrant it,” he replied simply, his gaze meeting hers. “You’re different, [Name]. You’re someone I can actually rely on.”

The crackle of the fire filled the silence between them, heavy with unspoken understanding. [Name] shifted slightly, unsure how to respond. Compliments from Linhardt were rare, and hearing one directed at her felt… unexpected.

“Thanks,” she said at last, her voice quieter than usual. “You’re not so bad yourself, Linhardt. For someone who likes to nap all the time.”

A soft laugh escaped him, the tension breaking. “High praise again. I’ll try to live up to it.”

The warmth of the fire and the camaraderie between them dulled the edges of the day’s hardships. For the first time in what felt like ages, [Name] allowed herself to relax, letting the quiet companionship between them settle into something almost comfortable.

As the stars began to dot the night sky, Linhardt leaned back against a log, his usual languid demeanor returning. “You know,” he mused, “maybe Caspar has a point about us.”

[Name] chuckled, her gaze drifting upward. “Maybe he does. Just don’t start slacking off.”

“Perish the thought,” he replied, his tone teasing. “After all, I have to keep up with you.”

The fire crackled softly between them, its light casting warm shadows on Linhardt’s face. For a moment, [Name] let herself relax, her guard dropping just enough to enjoy the rare quiet. The war had stolen many such moments, and she wasn’t about to waste this one.

Their reprieve didn’t last long.

“[Name]! Linhardt!” Caspar’s voice shattered the peace as he rounded the barn, waving enthusiastically. “You’re not gonna believe this!”

[Name] groaned, shooting Linhardt a look. “And here I thought we might get a peaceful evening.”

Linhardt sighed, slowly sitting up. “With Caspar around? Hardly.”

Caspar skidded to a halt in front of them, his energy as boundless as ever. “Petra and I found something weird in the woods. Tracks—big ones. Definitely not bandits. Could be wolves, maybe something worse.”

[Name] stood immediately, her earlier fatigue forgotten. “Where?”

“Not far,” Caspar said, pointing toward the tree line. “Petra’s keeping an eye on it.”

Linhardt groaned, standing with significantly less urgency. “Can’t the wolves wait until morning? Or better yet, find somewhere else to prowl?”

“Come on, Lin,” Caspar said, grinning. “Where’s your sense of adventure?”

“Firmly buried beneath my desire to stay warm,” Linhardt replied, brushing snow from his cloak. “But I suppose I don’t have much of a choice.”

The three of them followed Caspar to the edge of the woods, where Petra stood crouched low, her sharp eyes fixed on the snowy ground. She gestured for silence as they approached.

“Look,” she whispered, pointing at the tracks. They were massive, clawed impressions that cut deep into the snow, the spacing suggesting a creature both large and fast.

“Wolves don’t leave tracks like that,” [Name] murmured, her hand instinctively resting on the hilt of her sword.

“Definitely not,” Petra agreed, rising to her full height. “It moves alone. Whatever it is, it is hunting.”

Caspar grinned, punching a fist into his palm. “Great! Let’s track it down and take care of it before it becomes a problem.”

Linhardt raised a skeptical eyebrow. “You realize ‘take care of it’ could mean us becoming its dinner, right?”

“Then stay back,” Caspar shot back with a smirk. “We’ll handle it.”

“Enough,” [Name] said, cutting through their banter. “This thing is too close to the village. If it’s dangerous, we deal with it—together.”

Petra nodded, drawing her weapon. “I will take the lead.”

The group moved cautiously, following the tracks deeper into the woods. The air grew colder, the dense trees muffling the sounds of the caravan and the village. [Name] kept her senses sharp, every muscle tense as they ventured further.

It wasn’t long before they heard it: a low, guttural growl that seemed to rumble through the trees. [Name] motioned for the others to stop, her hand gripping her sword tightly.

Linhardt sighed quietly. “Lovely. Just what I wanted tonight—an encounter with something that growls.”

“Stay close,” [Name] whispered. “And be ready.”

The creature emerged from the shadows, its hulking form almost blending with the snow-covered landscape. It was a massive bear-like beast, its fur matted and its eyes glowing faintly in the moonlight. The air seemed to crackle around it, an unnatural energy emanating from its body.

“Great,” Linhardt muttered, his hands already glowing with magic. “Not just a beast—a magical one.”

The creature roared, charging toward them with terrifying speed. [Name] darted forward, meeting its advance with a swift slash of her blade. The others followed suit—Caspar engaging with a yell, Petra moving with calculated precision, and Linhardt hanging back to hurl spells that struck the beast with bursts of light.

The fight was chaotic, each member of the group working in tandem to keep the creature at bay. [Name]'s blade struck true, but the beast was relentless, swiping at her with claws that left deep gouges in the ground. Caspar’s strikes were powerful but reckless, while Petra’s movements were sharp and deliberate, her arrows finding their mark again and again.

“Linhardt!” [Name] called as the creature lunged toward her. “A little help here!”

“Working on it,” he replied, his tone unusually focused. With a flick of his wrist, a powerful spell erupted beneath the beast, freezing its legs in place and leaving it vulnerable. “There. Make it count.”

[Name] didn’t hesitate. She drove her blade deep into the creature’s side, and with a final, pained roar, it collapsed into the snow, motionless.

The group stood in silence for a moment, catching their breath. [Name] wiped her blade clean, glancing at the others. “Everyone alright?”

“Never better,” Caspar said, grinning despite the scratches on his arms. “That was awesome!”

“Efficient,” Petra said with a nod, her calm demeanor unshaken.

Linhardt leaned heavily against a tree, looking thoroughly unamused. “I’ll be alright once I’ve had some tea. And possibly a nap.”

[Name] shook her head, a small smile tugging at her lips. “You did well, Linhardt. Thanks.”

He met her gaze, his expression softening. “You weren’t so bad yourself.”

As the group trudged back toward the village, the adrenaline of the battle slowly ebbed away, leaving only the quiet crunch of snow underfoot. Linhardt walked alongside [Name], his usually relaxed demeanor unusually focused as his eyes drifted toward her. Something about the way she held herself—the stiffness in her stride, the way her left arm stayed close to her side—made his brow furrow.

“[Name],” he said, his voice soft but insistent. “You’re hurt.”

She stiffened slightly, her eyes snapping to him. “I’m fine,” she said quickly, brushing him off. “Just tired, that’s all.”

Linhardt stopped walking, his hand lightly catching her arm to halt her as well. “Don’t lie to me,” he said, his tone firmer now. “You’re favoring your side, and you’ve been wincing since the fight ended.”

[Name]'s jaw tightened, but she sighed, knowing he wouldn’t drop it. “It’s nothing. A scratch from one of its claws. I’ve had worse.”

“Show me,” Linhardt said, his gaze unwavering.

“It’s not—”

“[Name],” he interrupted, his voice quieter but no less determined. “Let me see.”

Reluctantly, she relented, pulling her cloak aside to reveal a tear in her tunic where the beast’s claws had raked across her ribs. Blood had seeped into the fabric, though the wound itself wasn’t deep. Still, it was enough to make Linhardt frown.

“This isn’t nothing,” he said, kneeling slightly to get a better look. He reached into his satchel, pulling out a small vial of salve. “You’re lucky it’s shallow, but you shouldn’t ignore it. Infection could set in.”

[Name] watched him work, the cool salve easing the sting of the wound as his fingers brushed lightly against her skin. His touch was careful, precise, and [Name] felt a strange warmth rise to her cheeks—whether from embarrassment or something else, she couldn’t tell.

“You didn’t have to do this,” she murmured, her voice softer now. “I would’ve taken care of it later.”

“And risked it getting worse?” Linhardt said, his eyes flicking up to meet hers briefly before returning to the wound. “No. You’re too stubborn for your own good sometimes.”

She chuckled faintly, though the sound was more self-conscious than amused. “You’re one to talk.”

Linhardt smirked, securing a bandage around her side with practiced ease. “True. But at least I know when to let someone help me.”

His words hung in the air, heavier than the playful banter they usually exchanged. [Name]'s gaze lingered on him, her chest tightening with an unfamiliar feeling. “Thanks, Linhardt. Really.”

He glanced up at her again, and for a moment, the world around them seemed to fade. The crackling of the village fires and the distant murmur of their companions felt miles away. Linhardt’s expression softened, his usual air of detachment replaced by something gentler, more genuine.

“Anytime,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

[Name] straightened, breaking the moment as she adjusted her cloak. “We should catch up with the others,” she said, her tone steady despite the flicker of warmth still in her chest.

Linhardt nodded, rising to his feet. “Of course. But try not to get injured again—at least not before I’ve had a proper nap.”

[Name] laughed, the tension easing. “I’ll do my best.”

As they walked back into the light of the village, side by side, [Name] couldn’t shake the feeling that something between them had shifted. Linhardt’s quiet care and sharp wit, his ability to see through her defenses—it all made her wonder if their unlikely partnership might hold more potential than she’d ever imagined.

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Small FE3H fic spam to come today as I was MIA for most of this month due to work/holidays. Thanks for your patience, and I wish everyone a great new year~

I'm feeling pretty meh about this one tbh but I'll get back into the groove of things through today!

[agent-cupcake]

Writing Masterpost~

Fire Emblem Three Houses

Multi:

Pairs Royal // Dimitri x Claude x Reader // warnings - not sfw, dubcon, impact play, subspace

Raison D’etre // Dimitri x Sylvain x Reader // warnings - not sfw, omegaverse (mating cycles, knotting), dubcon

Dolos // Claude x Yuri x Reader // warnings - mild dubcon, unhealthy relationship // part one (sfw)  // part two (not sfw) 

Bottom of the Deep Blue Sea // Hubert x Ferdinand x Reader // warnings - not sfw, implied torture, disassociation, yandere

Short prompts (AO3 link) 

Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd:

Beastie and the Bard // multichapter (unfinished) // warnings - not sfw (chapter six only), heavy angst, minor violence

Lunacy // warnings - not sfw, dubcon, angst

Welcome to Dead House // alternate universe: outlast // warnings - not sfw, mild gore, noncon

wrap me up like a present // i’ll tie you up with a bow // birthday sex // warnings - not sfw

Fait Accompli // sequel to Raison D’etre // warnings - not sfw, omegaverse, dubcon

Sainted // alternate universe: vampires // warnings - period sex, noncon // part one (sfw) // part two (not sfw)

Beachy Keen // alternate universe: modern // warnings not sfw

Claude von Riegan:

Razzed // warnings - not sfw

Alethea // warnings - drugged sex, not sfw, possessive behavior

Dramaturgy // alternate universe: urban fantasy and vampires // warnings - not sfw, dubcon, drugging, blood kink, horror elements

Double Down // alternate universe: modern // warnings - not sfw

Yuri Leclerc: 

forgiveness 

Agnus Dei

condemn me, corrupt me, lie to me (as long as you don’t leave me) // warnings - not sfw, possessive behavior

Asteria // alternate universe: modern + incubi // warnings: not sfw, dubcon

Sylvain Jose Gautier:

your kisses are a philtre, your mouth an amphora // warnings - not sfw, yandere

Ghost Beach // alternate universe: siren // warnings - not sfw. noncon, monster bf, mind control

Leucoium

helpless // warnings: explicit smut, non/dubcon

cry foul // warnings: not sfw, step-sibling incest, dub/noncon, manipulation

Crybaby // warnings: not sfw, dubcon

Felix Hugo Fraldarius:

Epitaph // warnings: not sfw, major angst

Paradoxical // warnings: not sfw, violence, degradation, victim blaming

Balthus von Albrecht:

Calling All Creeps! // alternate universe: werewolf // warnings - not sfw, dubcon, monster bf

Verbosity // alternate universe: modern // warnings - not sfw

Hubert von Vestra:

Tick Tock, You’re Dead! - alternate universe: dishonored/heart of stone // warnings - not sfw, noncon, mental manipulation, yandere

Ferdinand von Aegir:

Songbirds and Honeybees // warnings: not sfw, dubcon, yandere

Linhardt von Hevring

Somnambulant // alternate universe: modern // warnings- not sfw, dream manipulation

Jujutsu Kaisen:

Multi:

horrorshow // Junpei Yoshino x Mahito x Reader // alternate universe: human // warnings- not sfw, noncon, kidnap, stockholm syndrome 

Baby Blue // Satoru Gojo x Suguru Geto x Reader // not sfw, noncon

Suguru Geto:

better to reign in hell, than to serve in heaven // warnings- not sfw, dubcon

living idly and dying as if dreaming // warnings- not sfw, dubcon

Toji Fushiguro:

Femme Fatale // warnings - not sfw, noncon, minor violence, suicidal thoughts

Mahito:

Child’s Play // alternate universe: modern // warnings - not sfw, noncon, impact play

Final Fantasy XIV:

Emet-Selch / Emperor Solus zos Galvus:

Vae Victis // warnings - not sfw, dub/noncon, 

Devil’s Bouquet // warnings - not sfw, dub/noncon

vers la flamme // warnings - not sfw, dubcon, mating cycles/in heat

Diplomacy // not sfw, dub/noncon, 

Zenos yae Galvus :

Sugar // warnings -  not sfw, dub/noncon, blood and gore, pain, trauma

Raptus Regaliter // not sfw, violence, noncon, blood [lots of blood and violence]

Final Fantasy XV: 

Ardyn Izunia:

Nightmare // warnings: not sfw, noncon, minor violence

zero-sum game // warnings: not sfw, noncon, violence

heavensent // alternate universe: angels and demons // warnings: not sfw, tentacle rape, noncon

Ravus Nox Fleuret 

Last Rites // warnings: not sfw, noncon, drugging, borderline monsterfucking, slight body horror

Prompto Argentum:

technophilia // slight Noctis x reader // warnings: dub/noncon, yandere

Arkham Knight:

Jason Todd:

Trouble Man // warnings - stalking, not sfw, dubcon

Puss in Boots: The Last Wish:

Death:

 grimm // warnings - explicit smut w/ a nonhuman character, noncon, death, violence, angst

One Piece Live Action:

Buggy the Clown:

Flashbang // Thirteen part series // warnings - dubcon, angst, violence, drunk/drugged sex, unhealthy relationship, child abuse, not sfw

[doublerainebow]

Chapters: 13/13 Fandom: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sylvain Jose Gautier/Reader, Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd/Reader, Ignatz Victor/Reader, Raphael Kirsten/Reader, Claude von Riegan/Reader, Hubert von Vestra/Reader, Lorenz Hellman Gloucester/Reader, Linhardt von Hevring/Reader, Seteth (Fire Emblem)/Reader, Ferdinand von Aegir/Reader, Caspar von Bergliez/Reader, Felix Hugo Fraldarius/Reader Characters: Reader, Sylvain Jose Gautier, Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, Ignatz Victor, Raphael Kirsten, Claude von Riegan, Hubert von Vestra, Lorenz Hellman Gloucester, Linhardt von Hevring, Seteth (Fire Emblem), Ferdinand von Aegir, Caspar von Bergliez, Felix Hugo Fraldarius Additional Tags: Fluff, Morning After, Lazy Mornings, Mild Sexual Content, Reader-Insert, Post-Time Skip, Azure Moon - Freeform, Not Beta Read, Post-Canon, Self-Indulgent, Angst, Comfort, Insecurity, verdant wind, Sweet, Tenderness, Married Couple, Married Life, Wholesome, Post-Timeskip | War Phase (Fire Emblem: Three Houses), Crimson Flower, silver snow, Reader is Not My Unit | Byleth Series: Part 2 of The Morning After (if you guys didn’t know, I also have a Hetalia version)

Summary:

A collection of the morning after a great night with your man.

Note: Rated M to be safe. It also takes place after the timeskip.

~ Masterlist ~

[originalfireemblemscenarios]

Dimitri, Bernadetta, Hilda, and Linhardt with a S/O who can play the violin? (Pre-timeskip)

I always wanted to learn how to play it tbh... But I'm too lazy haha

Dimitri, Bernadetta, Hilda and Linhardt with S/O who can play the violin

Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd

No matter how many songs you play there is only one that he will always think about. It's the first one you played for him specifically.

The sound is gentle and soothing. Although he didn't find this description to be fitting for him perhaps that's just what you felt around him.

He isn't quite certain but he likes the melody either way. It helped with his headaches too.

Perhaps it was feelings that just made him ignore it. But it was helpful.

Bernadetta von Varley

She'd often hum the songs you played for her.

But if anyone catches her she'd deny everything. Even if it's you. She doesn't sing, she doesn't hum what do you mean?

There isn't a lot of things that make her feel as safe as when she's with you. However when you play the violin it feels like you're in a separate world away from everything.

That's why you're probably the only person who can lure her out of her room.

She adores slow and beautiful melodies as much as she loves the ones that bring energy and passion.

Hilda Valentine Goneril

She thinks it's super fancy and kinda romantic when there's just the two of you and you play.

She can't help it but dance when she has an opportunity to while you're together.

And of course she will give you her praise once the song is over often asking you to continue playing.

It's just how much she loves it. And it's so relaxing to just do nothing while hearing a beautiful melody played by someone she loves.

And when you practice something new she keeps thinking about how much time and effort you put into playing. It's admirable for sure and it does motivate her to try something, it's just that she never does so in the end.

Linhardt von Hevring

If you play something slow for him don't be surprised if he falls asleep.

He can give you some really good feedback. He might not be very interested in music but he knows the terms and whatnot so he can suggest you something.

Obviously he wouldn't demonstrate a thing but he can guide you.

And that would be the case only if you accept his help. Either way he'll tell you what he thinks.

He thinks that it's nice that you want to improve but please don't practice next to him. Just a general request.

It has little to do on how it sounds but mostly it's the pauses and repeating same notes that annoy him.

~Mod Bernadetta

[raspberryranpo]

what their weddings would be like

fire emblem three houses: black eagle boys

i wasn’t going to do another one of these but here i am :))

HUBERT

if you managed to get engaged to hubert, well done - you’re truly very special

if you had a wedding hubert’s way, it would just be a small ceremony of just signing the documents with edelgard & ferdinand (reluctantly) as the witnesses

BUT since you’ve managed to wiggle your way into this grumpy man’s heart, he’ll probably give in and let you have a ceremony since he’s just too soft for you

that doesn’t mean you can go overboard though. no, things still have to be simple

hube makes sure he doesn’t look the same for your wedding. he knows it’s probably an important day to anyone who actually cares so he makes an effort

by effort i mean he probably slicks his hair back or something (which i would like to see)

& he’s just so gentle for the whole day. so gentle

a soft hand on your back, his little finger linking with yours, a gentle kiss on your cheek

& his vows really show how soft he is on the inside, and especially for you

nothing sappy, obviously, but he’d probably thank you for dragging him out of the dark places he was tied to because of his childhood bless

he’d also shed a tear when you walk down the aisle and turn away to hide it

definitely smears cream on your cheek just for a laugh too

has a small smile on his face for the whole day - he’s just too happy

FERDINAND

oh boy

ferdinand is literally a golden retriever puppy & no i do not accept any criticism at all

that said, he was probably thrilled when you said yes to his proposal - so thrilled that he immediately begun planning the wedding

it would be bright & cheerful and ferdie would have the biggest smile on his face

he wouldn’t let go of you for the entire day

either hubert or lorenz would be his best man i don’t make the rules

the entirety of garreg mach are invited & also everyone he’s ever known, ever

he’d also cry when you walked down the aisle and he would have the shakiest hands

his vows would be the cheesiest things ever i’m so sorry

he learnt that weddings were romantic and so he took that and multiplied it by 100

doesn’t smear the cake on your face but definitely wants to feed you it

ferdie would very lovingly gaze into your eyes in your first dance & he wouldn’t look away for a second

his hands would definitely not leave you even for a minute; there’s always an arm around your shoulders, or a hand on your back, or he’s even offering his arm for you

he’s having the time of his life just being there with you so he’s just trying to make sure you’re having as fun a time as he is

LINHARDT

upon suggesting a wedding ceremony to him, linhardt would probably go on a huge speech (not really a rant) about how wedding ceremonies are pointless and are just for public attention

he would only agree to having one as long as it’s small & only the people you both care about the most are invited

which is just caspar and the rest of the black eagles, along with your’s and his family

but he’s happy - he’s happy just to be marrying you

caspar is the best man, much to linhardt’s dismay

he just would not shut up on the altar before the wedding & lin was ready to hypothetically throw hands

but when you finally walked through the doors.... oh my

he couldn’t stop staring. he didn’t cry, but he literally could not take his eyes off of you

once you got up to the altar he took your hands and whispered, “you’re beautiful.” & i swear to god he’s so in awe

the reception was quite quiet, with caspar and ferdinand as the exceptions of course

linhardt just cuddled you from behind with his face in your neck, not wanting to move

he did not move for the entire day

nobody really questioned him either, they just sort of assumed he was tired but also wanted to be apart of everything

but he wasn’t actually tired, he just wanted to hold you

CASPAR

i think caspar’s wedding would have to be the most colourful, most exciting thing anyone’s ever been to

he probably has like no common sense other than weddings are meant to be happy occasions

so of course he at first suggests that neon blue would be the best colour for a wedding & of course you had to say no (even though it would be funny)

it’s still a warm, colourful wedding though. just not neon blue

linhardt is his best man (they’re the best men at each other’s weddings & you can’t tell me otherwise)

he forgets to write vows & just sort of says whatever’s at the top of his head

it might come out really bad, it might not, but it’s still endearing

definitely throws your face into the cake

or maybe he throws his own face in, i don’t know

maybe he throws linhardt in

your first dance is definitely something upbeat

he swings you around & dips you all the time, and each time he dips you he gives you a little kiss

he’s just so sweet in his own caspar way

[fire-emblem-drabbles]

May I request Linhardt with "Lay your head in my lap and try to get some rest." and "So... Do I get a good night kiss?" Please? Thank you~

Pairing: Linhardt x reader

Prompt: “Lay your head in my lap and try to get some rest.” & “So... do I get a goodnight kiss?“

Description: You were set to march soon, and you knew Linhardt hadn’t gotten much rest lately. So, sent by Hubert, you go to the library intending to pull him from his research and rest, just for a while. It couldn’t be that hard, could it? He loved to nap...

Rating: sfw

Word Count: 920

Notes: Ahh I was lowkey expecting this one to turn out bad... but I like it. Sorry t took me so long anon, I hope you enjoy!

~*~

“Lin, aren’t you tired? You were here when I came by last night… and well, it’s the next day.” You said softly, barely catching his attention from the ancient looking book he was reading in the library.

“What? You’re lying.” Blearily, Linhardt rubbed his eyes. But the library didn’t have any windows, so he couldn’t tell. “Even if you were telling the truth, I still have so much research to do…” He turned back to the textbook as his words slowed until he wasn’t speaking at all, once again absorbed in whatever he was reading.

“Linhardt, please.” You gently closed the book he was reading intently, much to his dismay, and caught his frown. “It can wait. You need to rest, take a nap at least.” You sighed, sitting down on the bench beside him.

“I can’t leave until I figure this out, though.” He protested. “I’m fine, just leave me to my work.”

“If you won’t leave…” You paused, pondering a moment before Linhardt could open his disgustingly thick book. “Then I’ll stay here with you. Force you to rest.” You decided. Linhardt looked unfazed as he spoke again.

“Oh? And how do you intend to do that?” Though he looked exhausted, the tug of a small, amused grin was at his lips.

“Well… I’ll just…” You paused, realizing you hadn’t really expected to get this far. “I’ll just have you use me as a pillow. That would work, right?” You giggled softly at the surprised look on his face, deciding to continue in this new direction. “Yeah, just go ahead and lay your head in my lap and try to get some rest Linhardt.” To show just how serious you were, you even patted your thighs invitingly. “I wouldn’t mind, and besides, I told Hubert and Edelgard I would get you to rest somehow.” You explained.

“Well… It certainly is a tempting offer.” He was smiling now, turning towards you as he thought quietly. “I am tired… so would I get a goodnight kiss as well?” He didn’t miss the way your cheeks lit up with color, or the stutter that followed your words.

“I-I mean, um… if that’s what it takes?” You said softly, not meeting his gaze. “If I kissed you, would you go to sleep?” You asked, your cheeks still tinted red.

“Gladly.” He was planning on getting rest soon regardless so this was just a bonus for him.

“Well… okay.” You said softly, scooting closer to him. He was almost taken aback about how serious you were being about this. It was… cute that you cared so much about his health.

“Someones eager.” You were glad the library was empty this morning.

“Shut up Linhardt…” You had intended to just give him a small kiss on the cheek but he caught your own in his hand, cradling your cheek.

“Hey… you know you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, right?” You looked up at him with big, bright eyes. “I was only teasing you _____.”

“I-I don’t mind! I mean… um, well if you don’t mind, I’m okay with it.” You answered honestly, wishing you were looking anywhere but his eyes. The longer he looked at you, with his gaze only growing more loving by the moment, merely made your fluster grow more.

“That’s why I asked.” He said gently, chuckling as you somehow seemed to turn darker, the color traveling down your neck and up your ears. “Here, allow me…” Before you could stop him, his eyes were closed and his face was moving closer to yours. There was no way you could stop him-not that you wanted to- but the panic rising in your chest didn’t help you. Before you could begin to freak out, his lips were upon yours. It was a moment that seemed to last a millennium; you couldn’t even think to kiss him back before he had pulled back again, smiling ever so gently at you. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

“N-no?” Sothis above, when had you begun to shake? “Sorry sorry I mean… it wasn’t I just. I’m still really nervous.” You admitted.

“That’s okay, it’ll pass. Why don’t we go and take that nap now? The couches on the upper level here are perfect for that.” Linhardt stood from his seat and offered his hand. Gratefully, you took it, standing as well.

“I’d like that.” You nodded to him softly, following him up the stairs.

“Would you still allow me to use your lap as a pillow?” You looked to his eyes and saw the spark that only really appeared when he was talking about crest research.

“Um… yeah, if you’d like to.” You took your seat before him, holding your breath as he laid beside you and curled the rest of his long body on the love seat.

“Perfect…” He yawned, curling into your stomach as if he had done this countless times before. You had a feeling you wouldn’t get much rest during this… but that was okay.

“Rest well, okay Lin?” You gently ran your hand through his loose hair, finding you really had nowhere else to put it.

“No problem.” He yawned once more, his words filled with sleep and his eyes closed gently. Though you hadn’t expected this encounter to go like this… you couldn’t say you were upset. Not when Linhardt looked so peaceful sleeping on your lap like this. For a moment, you could forget all about the war raging outside the monastery walls…

[kabura-maru]

Omg that last request of a cute and beautiful fem reader with many suitors was adorable🥺 can you do the same but with felix, linhardt and sylvain? Thank u!💚💚💚

Suitor Series! Suitor Series! Suitor Series!

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Ingrid/Dorothea paralogue but its the three of them:

- Felix is mad and protective. Definitely just says he doesn’t wanna lose a competent classmate

- Linhardt is sleepy and definitely the best at hiding the jealousy... probably just says he got roped into it or its to study your crest

- Flirty jokey fucker saying dumb stuff like “well we haven’t had dinner yet so I can’t let someone else take you out first”

- Felix decimates the enemies no cap

Felix

- angery... but closed off about it mostly... crossed arms and scowls more than usual

- Stares holes into the suitors, especially during training

- Probably challenges them to duel, effectively scaring them away, but you have no idea and when you ask why they stopped talking to you he just shrugs

- Sylvain teases the fuck out of him and it makes it so much worse

- Dimitri innocently suggests Felix become a suitor (because hes a noble and all that) and oh boy Dimi almost gets his shit rocked

- Things get pent up until you piece it all together... you’re gonna have to approach him because he’ll never admit it first

Linhardt

- Exhaustion mistaken for him not caring. Yeah he loves naps, but he also hates the suitors, he can multitask!

- Casual fucking with them... often in the form of remarks that show that the suitors are dumb or don’t know things about you like he does

- “He favorite color is _____, don’t you pay attention?”

- Particularly angry suitors threaten him but that just loses more points with you since hes kinda just a harmless healer to you

- Hes sly and calculated about his efforts, not in your face about it but not just sitting back and watching either

Sylvain

- you thought he was flirty before? Oh get ready...

- Trailing after you like a lil puppy

- He doesn’t wanna watch you get snatched away, so he’s trying his best, but hes also doing it with his typical playboy behavior to hide the pain :(((

- Hes very touchy with you, especially when the suitors are around

- Doesn’t like any of them but probably expresses this to you with ‘harmless’ jokes

- “I don’t know... that guy seems like he might have a sister complex!”

- Always steals you away right as they arrive

- “Sorry buddy, she’s already made plans with me ;)”

- Bro he probably gets all sad when you’re off with a suitor and the lions all know this, often helping him a bit in unconventional ways

[fe-semi-decent-scenarios]

Could you write an imagine/head cannons for claude, felix, linhardt, and ashe where their s/o disappears leaving only a note? Then at some point they return out of nowhere. Thank you so much!

{I want to keep these stagnant and close to cannon(also easy for me to write). So i’m making it as if reader disappears with just a note for the 5yr gap and then they come back for the reunion. Is that okay? I hope it is. If not feel free to submit something more specific for a one-shot}

Claude:

Claude. For the past week I have tried to put my feelings onto paper, but I can’t. All I can say is that I am sorry. To stay here and sit around waiting for politicians to decide my next action...it isn’t wise. It seems our plans for the future have taken a detour haha. Always know that I am with you; that I will be rooting for you no matter where we end up after all of this. I know you can make those dreams of yours a reality. I believe in you. -(Y/N)

  The parchment had lain flat on his desk on top of many other documents. He had almost missed it if not for the familiar handwriting 

 For a moment Claude just sits there. In the chaos of recent events he hadn’t much time to check in with his friends or peers. After the Empire took the monastery, he was forced back to Alliance territory. His people needed him more than ever before. 

He knew that his classmates wouldn’t stick around much longer either. The nobility? Sure, they had to. But people like Raphael or Ignatz were most likely to pursue their own route 

 You weren’t excluded from those thoughts. While not at the top of the list, Claude had suspected that you might leave as well. It was the timing that caught him off guard 

Why not wait and talk it out together? He admits that not every problem is for you both to share, but this? This was personal just as much political.

He never could out-wit you. Even at simple tasks it was like you were always one step ahead. Hard to read, but still honest. He already misses the challenge. 

He will hide the note somewhere in his personal quarters. Where? Who knows. Most likely somewhere no one would ever think to look. 

What’s done is done. Claude won’t try to track you down or let his emotions over cumber him. He understands that while you two were ‘together,’ life has taken a turn for the worst. He believes that you can make your own decisions and turns his attention to fight against invasion

It’s five years later. More of his friends had faded out of the picture and he’s become a symbol of the Alliance. Occasionally word of your whereabouts had popped up in his ranks alongside the regular reports. The same was with all his other friends who had gone to down their own path. For Claude, knowing that you were safe was enough 

Until you appeared at the thieves’ den. Despite how all his deer were ecstatic about seeing each other, all he could think of was the note back in his room 

“I see time has brought us together again my friend. I hope this meeting isn’t purely from luck, we could really use you right about now” 

 Everyone knows that you both were together. Maybe it wasn’t public knowledge, but your quips and flirty jests never went unnoticed. It was obvious he wanted to speak with you alone 

And you do. Claude is understanding and doesn’t question what you’ve been doing while away. All he wants to know is why you didn’t say goodbye in person, and if you were there to stay. That’s it.

He needs his right hand. If you’re there, and with the professor at his side, Claude might just hope to see a happier world. He’s so tired of looking back on the past, and wants to work towards bettering the future.

Felix:

Felix. I can’t stick around twiddling my fingers while Fodlan falls to ruin.You may hate me for this, but I’m prepared for that.We both know your wrath isn’t the worst I’ve seen. Seriously Felix. Be good and don’t kill our friends while I’m away. Stay safe and please refrain from doing anything reckless. You better not roll your eyes at this either, I’ll know...I love you. Take care. -(Y/N)

Ingrid delivered the letter after he was released from guard duty. For a time after the battle Felix joined up with what was left of the Fargeus forces and planned on knocking some sense into their beast of a leader. There was still time to fight back and he’d be damned if they wouldn’t take it. You had joined him eagerly. If anything he expected you to cling annoyingly to his side, just as you always had. He wanted it, really. 

 He won’t say it but the state of the country had shaken him some. He knew that there was a fight awaiting, and knowing that you’d be there gave him extra motivation to press on. 

So the sight of your special seal on the envelope made him smirk. He assumed that sending a letter was your way of butting into his feelings, just like you always did. Ingrid even handed it off with a smile. 

He wasn’t expecting a goodbye 

 How...how dare you spring this on him? Leaving in the middle of a war?With that boar on the loose. When you’re needed the most?! All because you were impatient?! 

 “That idiot! What do they think they’re do- When did you get this? Do not test me right now Ingrid, I need to hurry” 

He crumples up the letter in his fist and marches off to find you. He searches the entire compound/camp until he’s forced to give up. There was enough trouble already and he was wasting time.

 Needless to say that he’s furious. So much that he rips the note to pieces and tosses it into the fire. It was in the moment...and he regrets it. Those could have been your last words.

Felix blames you for many things beyond that day. Deep down he knows that Fargeus’ loss isn’t your fault, that Dimitri wouldn’t have died if you stayed, that his old man would be just as burdened...

yet he can’t help but use you as a scapegoat. It’s easy for him to hate you when you’re not there to correct him. It’s easy to despise someone who can’t fight back, or is dead. 

Over time the hurt fades to a light burn in his chest, haunting him at night or in his darkest moments. It will appear like a punch in the gut, and linger like the sting of a paper cut. All that pain tied to your name. 

 When he sees Dimitri alive with the professor, Felix is stunned. There might be a chance at regaining his home. Then he scans the group over.

 When he sees you, the pain flares up worse than any blade from the prior battle. Instantly he barrels through the other lions seething with anger and ready to give you hell.

Only to stop when you look his way. With harsh breaths, brows drawn in,and fingernails digging themselves into his palms; he just stands there trembling with raw hatred. No. Not hatred...there’s so much more going on. 

 He watches your lips move yet doesn’t hear any of it. He wants to blame you for everything, but can’t. 

and so he doesn’t. He turns away and stomps off to greet his old professor, and leaves the others to fill you in on the situation It works, and for some time you two don’t speak. He lets the feelings of betrayal fester until one night he forces his way into your room.

“You. Do you have any idea what you’ve put me through. What kind of stupid thoughts were you thinking?! A note? Did you seriously think a note would be enough?” 

Ashe:

Ashe. Before I say anything more, please don’t freak out! I know it looks like i’m going awol but I have to do this. I’m not abandoning you, or our friends, or our home; I can’t explain much but know that this is what’s best at least what I hope is best. I love you so, so much. Just trust me on this. It wasn’t an easy choice and you have every right to be upset with me. Heck, even i’m upset with myself for leaving like this. I wish I could take you with me, but you have a role to follow here. Go be the best dang knight I know you’re capable of being. May the goddess keep you safe and sound my love. -(Y/N)

Love letters weren’t your thing. He was always the hopeless romantic and you’d never do something so “sappy”. The letter lain on his cot scared him, but he still opened it. 

He doesn’t know how to feel. Ashe thought that the situation couldn’t become worse, that Fodlan had already been drained of all peace. His home was gone,his father dead, his family’s situation unknown, country in ruins, and the loss of the professor was the topper on the cake. Somehow through it all he still continued to look forward, because he had to. If he gave up, then what? What would he do? 

He had dreams. To become a knight, live out his days serving the people, care for his siblings...and recently a new one tallied onto that list. On nights that his books didn’t put him to sleep he would dream of a family. One of his own, with you. It gave him a goal to look towards when he felt displaced among his peers. 

 He cries after finishing the letter. Ashe doesn’t bother holding anything back as he clutches the note to his forehead to cover his face. Through blurred vision he watches tears smear the ink and panics. He sets it aside on his pillow to protect what’s still in tact. 

“Why? I would have understood. We could have gone together...”

 Which is exactly why you left a note. Ashe knows that you hate to see him upset. After Lanato you would seldom go a day without checking on him...you wouldn’t be able to say no to bringing him. 

Ashe could never convince himself to hate you, and would tell off anyone who even thought of calling you a traitor. To be a knight now had a new meaning to him, it was more than the armor and title . When Fargeus fell he took the future into his own hands and left to join whatever resistance remained. He worked to help those in need, and not once did a day go by where he didn’t think of you. 

Even through all the chaos Ashe worries about the people he cares about. As a student he would think of his siblings, and now he thought of you. 

The hardest part was adapting to being alone...and keeping faith. It’s difficult to convince yourself that everything is okay when it isn’t

There’s a reason Ashe doesn’t frequently talk of his actions amidst those five years. He has done things he is not proud of, and experienced sensations he wouldn’t wish on anyone 

He approached the monestary with little hope of anyone else showing. Only when Gilbert appeared did Ashe become lively. When he saw his highness’ with the professor he was ecstatic...then you appeared 

  and he felt his heart shatter. The arrows knocked themselves as he pushed through to your position on the field. He becomes a bit too overtaken from adrenaline 

“(Y/N)! Y-you’re...you’re alive! Where have you been?!” *que almost being beheaded by an axe*   “ O-oh! Right. Not the time, let’s finish this!”

 Once settled in the monestary again you can find him in his room, looking over the old letter. He’ll wave it in your face with tears pricking his eyes. Ashe isn’t angry in the slightest but all those feelings of abandonment from the day you left resurfaced like new. 

“When you left... I realized that nothing could be worse than the thought of living without you.” 

Linhardt:

Lin. I’m certain you already know what I have to say. I won’t ask you to wait for me or give an empty apology. What i’m doing is selfish and I don’t hold any expectations for forgiveness. Albeit I do trust that you will live through this. You’re a tough guy whether you’ll admit to it or not; don’t let your inner sloth dominate over your responsibilities. I know you’ll do the right thing. -(Y/N)

 Linhardt isn’t surprised in the slightest. He admits to not being the most involved boyfriend, but he knew you well. Perhaps more than you know yourself. 

Contrary to everyone else seeing you two as a love-hate partnership, it was far more complex. You’re much more than a personal alarm clock to Linhardt and even in his more infuriating moments(*cough* drifting off during your dates *cough*)you always have his attention 

“*sigh*...and there they go again. Leaving me to clean up their mess”

 He predicted everything down to the last letter. From the moment you both relocated he could see that you were uncomfortable. Signing up for schooling did not equal agreeing to a draft. Linhardt observed the struggle but remained patient for you to approach him. While normally invasive he also respected your boundaries. There were other pressing matters to attend to in addition to both your personal issues. 

He had been delegated to return home until further notice. It didn’t take much to piece together why you had left. With him gone there was no reason to remain, not with the army in its current state. Not when you could possibly be used as leverage or forced to fight on Edelgard’s side. 

 He was smart enough to realize it was only a temporary farewell. 

Linhardt speaks of your departure to no one, and comes up with a stable alibi for when asked.To help indirectly, he tries to stall your missing status report for as long as possible. Your rashness didn’t give much leeway to get the story straight but he managed. It was a bit too troublesome for his liking though. 

 Troublesome, but worth it. You left unscathed and with the only evidence being his letter. Linhardt considered burning it; it was the logical solution after all. You probably expected him to do so after piecing together your coded message. 

 It stays with him, folded up and used as a bookmark for his personal tomes. It is always by his side for safe keeping.

When the reunion day draws near he departs from the estate, only taking his research and some valuables. He may not have foreseen to find the professor or the church duo, but you were anticipated. 

“Well, look who it is. A runaway returned I trust?” 

There is no animosity or sense of tension. He’s just as sassy and you bargained for no less. Like stated before, you both know each other well. He might comment on how you’ve changed or test your knowledge. You know, see if “you’ve slacked off” even though everyone knows he’s far more lax. 

Don’t be fooled though. He may have helped because it was the easiest course of action, but do not expect to pull a stunt like that again. He refuses to wait another five years for a life of peaceful retirement. This is going to end soon so be prepared to act as his stressed out lab assistant again 

[frickingnerd]

Black Eagles Masterlist

Edelgard von Hresvelg

↳ Masterlist

Hubert von Vestra

↳ Masterlist

Ferdinand von Aegir

don't leave me for him - oneshot

dating ferdinand von aegir - headcanons

ferdinand's crush dating someone else - headcanons

love triangle with ferdinand & lorenz - headcanons

love triangle with the black eagles - headcanons

Caspar von Bergliez

caspar's s/o training with his father - headcanons

i’d give my life for you - drabble

fake dating caspar von bergliez - headcanons

caspar with a sibling who's a sweet heart - headcanons

dating caspar & ashe - headcanons

love triangle with the black eagles - headcanons

Linhardt von Hevring

cuddling with linhardt - headcanons

love triangle with the black eagles - headcanons

Dorothea Arnault

confessing to dorothea - headcanons

dorothea with an insomniac s/o - headcanons

dorothea torn between you & edelgard - headcanons

love triangle with the black eagles - headcanons

Petra Macneary

fake dating petra - headcanons

petra reuniting with her crush - headcanons

love triangle with the black eagles - headcanons

Bernadetta von Varley

bernadetta having a crush on you - headcanons

love triangle with the black eagles - headcanons

[randoimago]

can i request hubert, ferdinand, and linhardt w/ an s/o who overworks themselves without meaning to?

S/O Overworking Themselves Without Meaning To

Fandom: Fire Emblem: Three Houses

Characters: Ferdinand Von Aegir, Hubert, Linhardt

Type of Request: Headcanons

Notes: You got it!

Ferdinand

Yeah no, none of that. He understands that work is important, but you need to stand up and stretch too!

Will drag you away from whatever you're doing to go outside and drink some tea. Maybe have a little picnic. Just something outside so you can get fresh air.

Would stand behind you and read whatever you're doing.

Since you aren't spending time with him, he'll do that to be close to you and also hopefully help with whatever you're doing.

Hubert

Tempted to slip some sleeping pills in your tea or food. Just to get you to take a break because he doesn't have the energy to argue with you over stopping.

Would call you an idiot for working so much. Yes, it's useful in the long run but not to you. People have died for working too much and it'd be a shame if it happened to you as well.

Isn't going to carry you to your bed if you fall asleep while working. He'll let you sleep, but you can deal with the neck and back pain as a consequence for not going to bed.

You state that you don't mean to overwork yourself yet you keep doing it. If you really don't mean it then you'd make an effort to quit, or so Hubert would tell you. Just see if he can rile you up a bit to get you to actually take better care of yourself since persuading might not work.

Linhardt

Linhardt overworks too, but he also sleeps all the time.

If you ever ask him for help so you can stop overworking, then he'll gladly make mandatory nap times for you both.

Probably brings you tea and a snack now and then because you're too preoccupied to take care of yourself. Hopefully his little trips does remind you to take a break.

Would sigh a lot or do little things in an attempt to get your attention so he can remind you that he needs attention too.

[sword-of-the-writer]

Lemon Zest and Vanilla for Ferdinand, Linhardt, or Sylvain, please?

I just noticed you said “or”.... I did all 3....

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Lemon Zest/Vanilla - Ferdinand, Linhardt, and Sylvain

**NSFW 18+ WARNING**

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What are their Turn Ons?

Ferdinand

Someone playing with his hair, but also!! If you’re playing with his hair but you pull it up and kiss his neck?? He dies

Linhardt

It’s probably something like his partner undressing him? Like after a long day, maybe a battle or training, his partner delicately pulling his clothes off him... he likes that :)

Sylvain

His partner taking control/telling him what they want, dressing up (like costumes and lingerie too)

What are their kinks?

Ferdinand

Praise kink definitely (more giving than receiving tho he does like both), and some sort of restraint maybe? Like shibari? Also blindfolds

Linhardt

Anal/pegging, and handjobs... yeah thats it? I don’t see him caring to do much else... hes a pillow princess ok

Sylvain

Overstimulation (mostly giving) is the main one but he also has a voyeur streak and just generally doing whatever will bring his partner the most pleasure

[fan-fiction-kitty]

Linhardt von Hevring x Reader: Nap

Warnings: None

Words: 115

Genre: Fluff, mini fic

     “You look comfy, Linhardt.” I commented. He was laying in the grass just hidden by some bushes, a soft looking pillow under his head.

     “And I suppose you’re here to tell me to get up and do something productive, like everyone else would?” he asked.

     “No, no, not at all,” I sat down awkwardly at his side. “It’s just… this is usually where I come to take naps.”

     “I can move if you’d like. Otherwise, feel free to join me.”

     Carefully, I laid down on my side and put my head on his stomach. 

     “Is this okay?” I asked.

     “Yeah, yeah… it’s…” I looked up to see that he was already drifting off to sleep.

[fandom-go-round]

Fire Emblem Three Houses: A/B/O Headcannons

I love this game and the fact that I haven’t written for it is a shame. I’m picking my favorite boys and adding in A/B/O because why not? Everyone should talk to me about Fire Emblem lol

 Warnings: Talks of Heats and Ruts but nothing explicit 

Claude:

He’s either an easy going alpha or the only beta leader the Alliance has seen for many years. Claude fits easily into any social situation and people tend to ignore his secondary gender (much to his advantage).

If he’s an alpha, people wonder if he has any kind of alpha instincts at all. He always stays calm and is the level head in stressful situations. The only time he’s traditionally ‘alpha’ is if he’s angry or you’re threatened. It takes a long time for Claude to get frustrated enough to snap but when he does it makes everyone take a step back. If you’re threatened or harmed, the reaction can be either worse, lots of growling and scenting happening.

He acts the same way as a beta and this drives his want for an open and equal world. People have always told him he’s ‘too much like this’ or ‘not enough of that’; he’s an outsider to his own gender. Claude wants a world that’s equal for all genders and he’s determined to make that happen.

 Felix:

Felix is another character that feels like he can fit in with all of the secondary genders. He can be the stereotypically alpha, the angry omega or the beta that’s done with everyone’s bullshit. All are endearing in their own way but these will focus on the omega and beta versions.

As an omega, Felix tries his best to hide who he is. He’s not a trophy for someone to put on a pedestal and he’ll be damned if he’s going to be used as a crest baby machine. It’s better to let Felix approach you on his own in this instance but everyone knows that it would take forever if you let that happen. Just make sure to make it obvious you like him (in private).

Felix is tired if he’s a beta. Most of the Blue Lions are either alphas or omegas and he is tired of everyone wanting him to solve their problems. He’s not a ‘mediator’ type of beta and he makes that very clear. It takes a little while to convince him that you’re serious about being with him but once you do, he’s the most loyal person you could ever get.

 Caspar:

He is the feistiest omega that anyone has ever seen. Caspar is bright, upbeat and ready to fight at any opportunity. This goes against the omega stereotype and a lot of people don’t know what to do about that. His parents never cared because he was the second son and being a noble made it so his ‘bizarre’ behavior was never addressed.

If asked, Caspar will claim that he’s always been this way and presenting as an omega did not to change him. It’s very eye opening and people can’t help but respect his honesty. He never really thinks about his gender in a grand scale and doesn’t factor it into his interactions with people.

Caspar is notorious for forgetting about his heats. He often doesn’t realize that they’re coming up and pushes himself if he feels like he’s slowing down. What he thinks as ‘not training enough’ is actually his body saying ‘heats coming up’. You often have to remind him and help him get ready, gently prodding him more towards home than out in the world. He’s grateful for this, especially since he knows he can be a hand full.

 Linhardt:

Linhardt is an alpha but it’s too much of a pain for him to pay attention to most of the time. He doesn’t care about his gender on any given day, only his research and crests. He has looked into gender and crests but doesn’t want that to be the focus of his work. People already have issues with bloodlines, he doesn’t want to get too deep into that.

He finds his ruts annoying more than anything. Linhardt doesn’t enjoy being pulled from his work but even he has to follow his own instincts. It’s better if he has someone to share it with but he doesn’t have partners often and isn’t looking for frivolous pleasure.

Linhardt has a dream for the future. He wants to continue his research and have a home in the countryside, something quiet and full of good napping places. He would be completely happy letting you run the money and become a stay at home spouse. As long as you’re for this plan, he won’t be letting you go any time soon.