#fe lukas x reader

[frickingnerd]

matching scars with lukas

pairing: lukas x gn!reader

tags: sharing battle scars, hurt/comfort, wholesome fluff

being part of the deliverance meant that you'd often get hurt in battle and most of these injuries left behind scars that you'd never get rid of again

both you and lukas had your fair share of injuries and scars, that always reminded you of your former battles and what it had cost to achieve your goal

especially the last battle against duma had left scars on the two of you

there had been a moment where lukas had thrown himself in front of you to shield you from an attack, that otherwise would've hit you

though despite being the one the attack hit, you still received a cut as well

the same blade, cutting both of you at once

that shared scar would always connect the two of you and you'd never forget what he had done for you

not just that day, but also in all the battles prior to that one… 

[sapphiresandgoldenhalos]

Greetings, I would like to make a request. I'm not not 100% sure what I am asking is headcanon or a drabbel.

FE echoes Lukas x reader

So in the DLC conversation of Lukas and Python. They discus about that Lukas has court someone. Lukas doesn't feel a sense of longing for this someone (reader). After the war he returns and tells reader about there courtship and how they feel for each other. They both agreed to start over. Going on dates etc.

What would they do, how would they act with each other and would they end up together?

I hope this is alright with you. If not feel free to delete this.

Have a nice day or night! Bye!

Btw I'm sorry for my bad grammer English is my second language.

𝕬 𝕽𝖊𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖙𝖔 𝕮𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖙𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖕

Renewed Courtship hcs FE Lukas x reader Lukas x reader

A/N: Hello! This is absolutely alright with me! I found this request quite endearing actually, and I hope I provided what you were looking for! (I also do not do drabbles quite yet, so this is a hc format!) Happy chatting!

♞At the turnabout end of war, Lukas seeks you again at Python's jestful prompting. As composed and professional as he would like himself to appear, there is lingering uncertainty that courses beneath his collected exterior. This was not war, not a battle against which he could pit himself armed and ready; this was a matter of the heart, and he was not ready. As rehearsed as he would seem, there is no certainty that the past is reciprocated, that you would like to indulge and attempt this ordeal again.

♞It doesn't express itself, but there is a light insecurity that prohibits him from fulfilling his proposition as he would like to: emotions. Something is present, but it does not consume him completely. It isn't a feeling like it has been described in what he's read, it isn't fire-like or all-consuming, sweet and embracing. It...is simply there. To him, it is more an understood, rationally thought-of ordeal rather than an impromptu burst of his heart with sudden feelings.

♞But when that small dose of uncertainty is placated because you are willing to give him a second attempt, there is a flicker of what he can call relief. It isn't an overwhelming emotion, but it prompts his bated breath to flutter out and the faintest of small smiles to upturn the corner of his lip.

♞His method of spending this new time with you wouldn't be expressed in any grandiose fashion; he can't quite muster that, but he will learn to be more outgoing in his romantic gestures. But, before that, he typically sees to your well-being and tends to your needs: acts of service, gestures that silently declare that he is invested even if he doesn't feel like he's doing all that he can to help your relationship blossom. It could be aiding you in a training endeavor, teaching you lance-work---- these trinket boons that he would instruct others in during wartime.

♞However, there is no war; peace prevails. So, these trinket boons are, as of now, redundant, irrelevant. He persists because of dutiful diligence, but they do not help you. So, he first starts by watching what you do, and he falls back on what he can remember you doing. If you have need of his help in making a decision, he will offer counsel as he did with Clive. He was an advisor. He will advise you, and then his aid will grow from there. He is, so to speak, at your beck and call because he is putting forth the effort to make this work a second time.

[cherry-flavoured-thot]

Hi! A request pls :3 Mirror sex + Lukas (fe echoes) Thank you!

he talks u through it just saying

☽ ◦ ◦ ◦ ✩ ❤ ✩ ◦ ◦ ◦ ☾

Lukas has your body mapped out in his mind. He's very knowledgable on your likes and dislikes, what happens when he brushes certain spots, how certain actions make you react. He's picked up on them quite quickly, mainly because he treasures it all.

The mirror that has found its way to your chambers has presented him with a unique opportunity to reap rewards in seeing every reaction as found in your reflection. "You seem eager," you had commented, and he confessed quite honestly.

"I'm always eager for an opportunity to admire you more." You'd at first seemed more flustered at his earnest response then the act of disrobing one another. But that soon changed when he had your bare skin beneath him, it was almost tactical the way his fingers dragged down your body and lips pressed against your neck.

He was focused. Every moan and sigh, the way you said he name, your reactions to his actions. He took it all in, spliting his attention between the you beneath him and the you in the mirror. By the time rolled around that he was lining himself up at your entrance, his cock was aching and you were so senstive from being brought to the brink and back over and over.

His name against your lips as his hips meet yours, while your name falls out of his mouth followed by a curse. Murmuring of how beautiful he finds you fill the room against the sounds of skin against skin while he takes it all in through the mirror.

☽ ◦ ◦ ◦ ✩ ❤ ✩ ◦ ◦ ◦ ☾

[fe-fictions]

Did any of your SoV fics survive? I was thinking of one in particular about Fernidand not wanting anyone to touch his baby, but what about any of them?

(There is only one that has been recovered: Asking Lukas, Forsyth and Python if they wanna have a baby!!! :; U ;; It's a sweet one, and it's 3 in 1!!!)

Forsyth: When you first pop the question of starting a family, Forsyth nearly spits out his drink. Granted it was your own fault for asking him right when he took a sip, but you weren’t expecting such a violent reaction.

It was followed by a spluttering, a bright red face and wide eyes, his mouth agape as he stumbled into asking why that came up.

You were embarrassed to have even thought of it. His reaction made it very clear that wasn’t something he was thinking about.

You told him to put it out of his mind, stammered out some sort of excuse about needing to go to bed early, and you quickly escaped the awkward situation.

Your hands were pressed over your face as you struggled to suppress your own embarrassed reddening, turned on your side so you could at least pretend to be asleep if he tried to come into the room and talk.

It would be so much better to pretend this never happened. It was a silly question. You’d only been married for six months- you had rushed him on the idea.

At least, that’s what you thought.

Then you felt a warm hand reach from behind you and take your wrist, and you felt his lips touch your fingertips.

“Ava, can I talk to you?”

Slowly, painstakingly, you turned over to see him on his side of the bed, lying there beside you and looking quite concerned.

“I-I wanted to apologize about before. I didn’t-”

“Oh, no, don’t- it was my fault for putting that much pressure on you, all of a sudden. I shouldn’t have asked you about having a baby so soon.”

“What? N-no! It’s not that.” He stopped you quickly, “I was just caught off-guard. It’s not...that I don’t want to start a family with you...I-I just...the idea of us really trying for a baby...a-and actually having one is...it made me feel a bit shy, you know?”

“Not really…” You trailed off, a bit confused. He swallowed down his pride and his embarrassment, enough to explain what he meant.

He was the luckiest man alive being married to you, and the thought of being the father of your child was just too much to bear. He was so excited and elated and filled with love that you’d even want to start a family with him…

He still couldn’t wrap his head around it.

You stared at him, unblinking, for several seconds. Your first response when you recovered was to smack his arm.

Then you kissed him, then you buried your face in his chest to hide your embarrassment, unable to tell him that you thought it was because he didn’t want children and you were horrified of your actions. 

You later apologized for hitting him, and more than made up for it when you started your journey to having a baby later in the evening.

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Lukas: He had frozen up when he finally realized the words that had come out of your mouth were real. He didn’t really react, other than his whole body going rigid. 

He had been in the middle of his favorite book, the two of you winding down for the evening, settled into bed, cozy and peaceful…

Then you asked him what he thought about starting a family.

When it took him longer than ten seconds to form a response, you quickly added that it didn’t need to be right away, that he could take all the time he needed to think about it, and you weren’t in any rush to have kids if that wasn’t something he wanted.

You knew that he had been something of an asexual prior to meeting you...intimacy and love weren’t things that he really needed, and he was just fine without it.

Then when he met you, those things had gradually started to change. It was him that proposed to you, for crying out loud. 

And your marriage had been healthy, if not peaceful and sweet, for the one year it had been so far. 

You thought you were jumping the gun on asking when it took him ages and ages to put words together.

“You mean...a baby?”

“W-what else?” You chuckled nervously, looking at him with a lopsided smile. “It’s not a big deal, Lukas- I wouldn’t want you to do anything you’re uncomfortable with. I just...thought I’d ask if you might want to consider it, sometime.”

“Well…” He trailed off, the sound of the book closing like an echo in the silence. “It’s not something I haven’t thought about, every now and then. I’ve seen how happy Clive and Mathilda are with their children...and Boey and Mae…”

“But is it something that you want?”

“I do.” He said firm enough that you honestly believed him. You smiled softly, sighing in relief when you saw the sweet smile on Lukas’ lips. 

“I’m glad. But, listen, Lu...it doesn’t have to happen right away. A baby is a lot of responsibility, and it’s a seriously life-changing decision. I want to enjoy the peace I have with you as long as I can.”

“It would be difficult to find some peace with a child around, wouldn’t it?” Lukas mused, sinking back into the pillows. You giggled as you sank down beside him, resting your head on his chest and draping your arm over him.

“There will be many sleepless nights, and our attention will solely be on the baby for a while. Lots of crying and laughing, and that cute baby babble, too.”

“It may not be peaceful,” He yawned, “But...it wouldn’t be a terrible change.”

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Python: The first thing he did was laugh.

He thought you were joking.

The two of you had talked at length about how awful children could be. The brats that ran around the capital when you were on patrols were nauseating to watch. They were so whiny, and noisy, and they cried incessantly if the slightest thing went wrong…

You didn’t know why anyone would want such a thing.

At least, that’s what you thought. Then, the longer you were married to your husband (a feat in and of itself), the more you realized how sweet it would be to hear the pitter patter of little feet in the house, and to see a tuft of blue hair bouncing around, following behind Python.

And it may or may not have been a dream you had about six nights in a row.

You explained this to him, and it didn’t take long for the grin to wipe from his face. You told him that you had gone to Tatiana and asked her about the repeating dream.

She very excitedly told you it was definitely a gift from the goddess, a sign that it was time for you to have children. You wanted it deep down, and this was your body’s way of telling you it was baby time.

Python, however, was less convinced.

“You really wanna have a kid? What if it’s like one of those brats that are always runnin’ around the city? You wanna add to that madness?”

“Well, they wouldn’t necessarily be badly behaved- Mathilda’s kids are all perfect.”

“That’s because their parents are the most perfect people on the entire planet.” Python scoffed.

“Mae and Boey’s kids are rowdy, but they do as they’re told, too.”

“After Mae threatens to smack them over the head.”

“What about Zeke’s daughter? She’s so sweet and quiet- don’t you think we could have a kid like that?”

“Baby, have you met me?” He gestured to himself, “I’m about as rowdy as they come- if you think for one second our kid’s not gonna be wild, you’ve got another thing comin’.”

“I suppose so.” You managed to smile at him, though the disappointment was clear in your eyes. “I just thought it was a nice idea. It’s not like I want to have a dozen brats running around, but...I don’t know...one little guy that looked like you but definitely had my nose...it was a cute idea, right?”

“Sure.” He chuckled, “Some blue-haired, wiry little boy with that nose of yours-”

“It’s way better than your nose.”

“I didn’t disagree!” He laughed louder, “I mean, who’d he take after, really? He’d be just like me. I was a serious pain when I was a kid. If my ma was around, she’d tell ya.”

“I’ll bet she didn’t regret raising you, though.”

“Nah. She would go on and on about how proud of me she was whenever she answered my letters. I don’t doubt that the minute I meet my kid for the first time, I’m gonna be nothin’ but proud of’em. ...I-if I ever wanted one, anyways.”

You bit back the grin on your lips. “Of course. It certainly doesn’t sound like you want one, not at all.”

“Good, ‘cos I definitely don’t want one right now!” Python insisted, nudging your shoulder. “You hear me, woman? I don’t want anything to do with a brat, at this particular moment in time.”

“I heard you, dear.”

“As of this exact moment, this period of time, this present day, I do not under any circumstances-”

“I got it, Python, I got it!!” You burst out laughing, playfully pushing your husband away. “We don’t have to have a kid right now!”

And you didn’t.

It happened about six months later, which Python would later comment was exactly when he wanted to have one.

Even though the kid looked exactly like him, the baby absolutely had your temperament. Which was really bad- that little baby girl had him wrapped around her fingers before he knew what happened.

(He never really complained about that, though.)

[fiction-box]

Omg you're playing FE echoes rn???? Lmk when you're finished so I can request something with my boy Lukas <3 I've had such a hard time finding x reader fics for this game probably bc they don't have a player insert :')

It will probably take some time to get there. For some reason, Celica’s group is struggling to manage the Sonya/Deen fight and Alm’s team is just…

It has been a struggle, but I will get through it eventually. I can’t wait to write for Lucas for you!

[sleeeeepytea]

May I request some relationship hc’s for my favorite redheads Lukas, Joshua, and Sylvain?

oh my anon, it seems you have a type!! i hope you enjoyed these!! 'v' )b

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relationship headcanons

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sylvain;

♡ very stereotypical romantic relationship, like the ones found in books or at the end of fairy tales. he uses almost every endearing term possible, even some that you've never heard of! (you draw the line at babylicious though)

♡ finds it very hard to say no to you! he wants you to be as happy as can be, and if that means buying that certain piece of jewellery at the market he will do it.

♡ VERY into pda. wants everyone to know just how lucky he is to have you!! (and make sure no one tries to steal you)

♡ surprisingly enough, sylvain takes it incredibly slow with you. he will ALWAYS ask for permission at first, even to kiss you - but once he knows you're comfy with it, he'll be less worried about that. it's kinda hard to imagine considering his past, but he really wants to do everything right by you.

♡ even though he does try to completely eliminate his flirtatious tendencies, it's so engrained that he subconsciously slips out one or two remarks to others. if you catch him doing so, he will apologise profusely. the guy tends to put his foot in his mouth a lot, but it dissipates as he grows more mature.

lukas;

♡ lukas is rather put off with pda, but will oblige if it's simply holding hands. rarely does he blush, but if you even hint at a kiss in public? he freezes (if only for a second) and will deny the blotchy pink that appears on his cheeks. who knew something so small could break his cool and calm composure?

♡ speaking of, you always manage to melt the icy wall lukas has around himself - you tend to see him at his most vulnerable, gripping onto you for dear life and confessing his deepest, darkest fears. nightmares do not come as often as they once did, but he lets you soothe him as time goes on.

♡ pet names are kept to an absolute minimum as lukas finds them rather annoying. he will, however, let a "sweetheart" slip every once in a while and it just lights your face up. the pure joy on your face slowly convinces lukas to use endearing terms more often - only if you're alone.

♡ his favourite times with you are early morning breakfasts, when the two of you sway slowly in each other's barely-woken arms and wait for the eggs to fry. bonus points if you hum to him, early morning lukas will easily become putty in your hands.

joshua;

♡ you manage to wrangle all of his bad habits to an absolute minimum and he is forever thankful for that. in turn, he is determined to stay by your side for as long as possible.

♡ kisses come in multiples; joshua can never seem to stop at one quick peck! even if you're in a rush, he has to at least get in two kisses before you leave. sometimes you have to be firm and push him away (which he understands, but it does make him uncharacteristically grumpy).

♡ the two of you travel a lot! joshua was never one to settle in one town for a long time, so he likes to drag you along on his adventures. he sees it as showing you the country as well as deciding on the place you would like to settle in one day - if you want to, of course.

♡ he love surprising you with dates! often they're at night and at some kind of tavern; he seems to know a fair few that deliver incredible food. if he's feeling particularly romantic, depending on the town, he will take you to a body of water. it's up to you whether you will swim with him or not!

[emotionalsupportfiction]

If you have time, can you do an @ scared text from the text prompt list? I just need a little more angst before my thirst is quenched! Please and thanks!

This is so timely anon... I’ve just been wracked with anxiety as of late. I work retail so some of you can imagine my experience...

Forsyth

Python

Lukas

I have a few followers here but I’d like to take the time to say that this is the time for us to be kind and considerate to not just retail staff and the people deemed essential but also to our neighbours. To the people who need supplies and food just as much as we all do. My heart breaks every time an elderly person comes in and can’t buy anything for themselves or a parent who’s trying to feed their kids but can’t find what they need. 

[softer-fe-imagines]

remaining summer requests

The last of the summer requests (11 of them and one extra!) are all under the cut;; ♡

Actually I love this;; So many cute things to think about! ♡

There’s a loud boom as the door is forced open, almost as loud as the thunder outside. “I am here,” Grima announces as he strides in. There’s a thunderstorm outside, his specialty, but that’s not the point. In his studies of human culture, he’s learned that the dominant human is supposed to comfort the other while it rains like this. So, that’s exactly what he’s here to do.

Although, quite contrary to what he’s heard is supposed to happen, you merely glance at him from your position at the window before patting the spot beside you. He glides over and sits down because… what else is he supposed to do when you’re watching the storm rather intently and not paying much attention to him?

It’s a moment later when he voices his question. “Are you not scared, worm?”

“Of course not, storms like this are cool,” you reply. He blinks.

“Well, I can make storms like this any day, you know.” There’s a certain tone in Grima’s voice that you just can’t place, so you glance over to see a pout forming on his face. He’s looking out the window as if the storm has offended him in some way, and you can’t help but laugh.

“You’re jealous of the weather, hm?”

“I am not,” he lies, averting his eyes so he doesn’t have to see the knowing look in your eyes.

“Oh, you totally are! Wow, I never thought I’d see the day-” you’d have continued, of course, but Grima’s eyes narrow and a well-timed clap of thunder resounds as lightning strikes, bright and true, while Grima’s lips make contact with your own.

When I saved this to my drafts I put “shiny;;” as the comment and? that still totally applies;; You have god-tier taste, anon!

It’s close to 4 in the morning and Soren is already awake - or, rather, it’s more accurate to say he’s still awake since he hasn’t slept a wink all night. He can’t concentrate anymore, the words in front of him swimming and diving into a blurry mess as he sighs, loudly.

“…Soren, come to bed,” you whisper, startling the man in question. He looks over at you, questioningly, as he sighs again.

“Did I wake you?” You shake your head in response.

“Come to bed,” you repeat, and Soren finds himself too tired to argue, so he sighs one final time before slipping in beside you.

It’s warmer here, he thinks, as you shuffle closer to him, enveloping him with your body heat. He still won’t be able to sleep - at least he doesn’t think so - but this is comfortable, preferable to sitting and stewing in cold hordes of letters and numbers. It's… nice, he admits to himself, if only in his sleep-deprived mind.

“I’m glad you think it’s nice,” you say, which totally means he was thinking aloud, but he’s still too tired to do much more than make an aggravated sound. “Sleep well.”

The words are an invitation that maybe he won’t be accepting this time, but the sentiment is there. Soren closes his eyes and is thankful.

Anon I love youuuuu

It’s supposed to be a solo dance performance, one where you watch Laslow perform the dance he’s been perfecting as of late. It’s a wonderful show - Laslow takes on an air that he only seems to have during moments like this and he’s so graceful, fluid and lithe like he’s meant to do this for the rest of his life.

You clap because it’s the best thing you’ve seen in your life, or, at least the you of right now thinks so. Laslow smiles, cheeks tinged a light pink as he settles under your gaze, and then he’s pulling you up to join him.

“But I can’t-” you try to protest.

He cuts you off. “Just follow me and it’ll be fine,” he says, words accompanied by his signature smile, so you suppose you just have to listen.

It’s fun, twirling around in circles as Laslow leads you. Laughter fills the air and, at some point, you get a little dizzy, enough so that the scenery begins to light up. You wouldn’t pay much attention to it, but even as the two of you slow down, the lights remain, blinking in and out of existence at a leisurely pace.

“Fireflies…” you say aloud, the word coming out as barely a breath. Laslow smiles again, brighter than all the bugs around you and suddenly you can’t take your eyes off of him.

Ugh your mind anon, I stan you, like, spiritually;; Thank you for enabling my women-writing, you’re the best!!

“Ice cream? I’ve heard of it, of course, but I had assumed that soldiers wouldn’t get to have such a delicacy.” Laegjarn says after you bring up the topic of the typical summer food.

You shake your head in response. “Well, you assumed wrong. Ice cream’s super common here, so it’s super good for the summer! Would you like to get some?”

“Do you think I’ll enjoy it…?” she asks, to which you nod aggressively. 

“Of course, of course! And if you don’t, we’ll get you all kinds of other summer treats until we find something you do like!” It’s said with such determination that Laegjarn can’t help her laughter.

“If you’re so certain, then I’m sure it won’t take too long,” she replies with a smile as she slips her hand into your own.

“Here,“ Cordelia says, offering you a cone of ice cream, which you take eagerly as a way to stave off the heat. "I wasn’t quite sure what you’d like, so I guessed. I hope that’s alright…”

She sounds a bit saddened by the fact that she didn’t know, but you still smile brightly at her anyways. “That’s okay, this is my favourite,” you reply because it’s true, somehow her guess had been completely correct. “It’s perfect!”

Cordelia lets out a sigh of relief as she settles down next to you, balancing her own cherry and vanilla cone in one hand. “That’s a relief. To think I don’t know my partner quite as well as I thought I did…”

You can’t help but laugh. “That just means that there’s more to learn, right? We can do it together!” Cordelia smiles at that, small but bright.

Of course!! I love him too anon;; ♡

Hríd is surprisingly good at swimming, darting through the water with relative ease. It’s surprisingly fun to cheer him on from your place on the sand as he performs strangely fancy maneuvers in the water.

You gradually lose focus on him, though, as Ylgr comes over and asks you ever so sweetly to make a sandcastle with her. You can’t refuse such an adorable face, so your attention is neatly passed over to the youngest of Nifl’s royal family. It’s only after a few minutes of sand crafting that a presence makes itself known behind you, the loud clearing of someone’s throat.

Looking over your shoulder, Hríd himself stands behind you, a small frown on his face. “You should come swim with me,” he says.

“No,” Ylgr protests before you can even open your mouth. “We’re making a sandcastle.” The two stare at each other, an intense face-off as you sit, not quite knowing what to do. A moment later, each one of them grabs on to you, pulling in either direction as they begin to argue.

“Wait-” you exclaim, and they stop just before they pull you apart.

“You should come with me,” Hríd insists.

“No, stay with me!” Ylgr exclaims.

“I… think I’ll go swim with Hríd first,” you say gently, and he smiles triumphantly while his sister immediately frowns. “And then we’ll both come back and build a castle with you, Ylgr. Is that alright?”

“But-” Hríd begins to protest, but Ylgr is faster.

“Okay! I’ll be waiting!” She says with a bright smile and you give a sigh of relief. With that, you turn to go back into the ocean with your boyfriend, conveniently missing the way Ylgr sticks out her tongue in her brother’s direction. He makes a face in response, but, ultimately, decides that playing with his sister is fine.

You link arms with Hríd as you make your way towards the water. “You’re too nice to that sister of mine,” he says. “She’s spoiled enough as is.”

“No one can help it, she’s cute and she knows it…” you reply. “But, it’s good to have a friendly relationship with one’s future family, no?”

“Ah…” Somehow, Hríd’s cheeks begin to colour, turning a little bright pink than usual as your words sink in. “I… guess you’re right.”

You laugh and his skin turns an even prettier shade of pink. “Why don’t we go cool off?” you ask and he frantically nods a quick yes before detaching himself from your side and diving into the water as you follow behind at your own pace. Ylgr may be a cute kid, you think, but Hríd is probably the cutest man in the world.

I don’t usually think about him? But when I did it was so much fun;; I hope you enjoy it anon!!

Midnight watch - by far the worst job in the army, at least, in the opinion of most - is probably the time you see Frederick the most. He’s always so busy running here and there and everywhere for Chrom and Lissa and Robin and countless others, so it’s nice to have a time where you have him all to yourself, even if it’s the middle of the night.

It’s then, when you’re holding hands (only after many nights of begging that he at least allow that much contact, it couldn’t hurt after all), that he points out a new occurrence, on the hill just outside of your patrolling area.

It glows as if it’s magic, you think at first, but it takes only a moment more for you to realize that they’re fireflies, the first of the season.

They’re so pretty that you want to thank Frederick immediately, but the moment you look up at him to do so, the soft smile on his face stops you. He looks peaceful, which is rare since the two of you are out in the open, not somewhere private like usual. The idea of it all makes you smile, so instead, you merely squeeze his hand a little harder.

!!!! Of course of course, how did you know I love him anon,,,, You must be a mind reader, so maybe you can tell how much I love you? (Hint: It’s over 9000♡)

Lukas has his fingers entwined with your, his grip gentle but firm as the two of you walk side by side. It’s cool out, just a bit colder than you’d like it to be, really, so you find yourself grateful for the warmth of his skin.

The morning is quiet and so are the two of you, but perhaps that’s a good thing. It’s relaxing, peaceful, a welcome change… or something like that. Regardless of what it is, it’s quite nice. You’d share the thought with Lukas, but looking in his direction shows an expression of deep thought, so you keep the feeling to yourself.

Instead, you swing your attached arms back and forth, just for something to do. Lukas looks at you and you look back at him with a smile, and he turns away, but the corners of his lips are still visibly turning upwards even though he’s turned away.

…This one, I have to admit I messed up;; I posted a Henry one a few weeks back that asked for prompt number 5, but I did 4 instead… That’s a huge mistake on my part, but since it’s been so long I don’t want to change it. So, this is Henry with number 5, watching fireflies!

“Look look look, can’t you see them?” Henry exclaims, excitedly tugging you in the direction of whatever it is that he’d like you to see.

“The… fireflies?” you ask as you finally come to a stop somewhere deep in the night, the lightning bugs being the only source of light other than the moon high up in the sky.

He nods aggressively and you swear his smile gets larger if that’s even possible. “Yep! See they look like the magic sparks, the ones you see when you cast a good big spell! And since you said you can’t see them, I thought I’d show you these instead!”

You blink at him once or twice before a smile that mirrors his own settles on your face. “That’s sweet of you, Henry?”

“You think so?” he replies, tilting his head in question. Instead of waiting for an answer, though, he reaches out to grasp your hand in his. “Then, let’s watch them together!”

Poly is a-okay here! It’s not super romantic but this one was fun to do, so I hope you’ll enjoy it regardless;;

If you had to compare the three of you, Ryoma is definitely the most used to the heat. Next is you, then Xander, who gets overheated insanely fast. That mostly explains the current situation - the three of you seated side by side on your couch, the lights turned off and a fan blowing at its highest setting as a means of keeping the three of you cool.

“…I can’t believe the air conditioning broke.” Xander voices aloud. Ryoma laughs warmly and you sigh, as if exhaling the heat from your body.

“It’s too hot,” you say and Xander nods in agreement, but slowly to not to create too much more heat. Ryoma just laughs some more.

“You two just need to build up more heat tolerance,” he suggests, and Xander gives him a pointed stare.

“I’m melting,” he says in monotone. You glance over and it appears he’s right, if the amount of sweat on his face is anything to go by.

“Aw, you poor thing.” Ryoma leans over you to wipe the moisture from Xander’s forehead, his arm effectively adding even more heat to what you think is more than enough. Xander leans into you more closely to gives Ryoma better access to his face, but that only produces more heat.

You heave out another heavy sigh and they pause, looking at you. “Wait just a second…” you ask, so Ryoma pulls back, giving the room to slide off the couch and right onto the cool floor. “And now you can continue.”

Ryoma stares at your form on the ground before he snorts, his laughter still too warm for the atmosphere. “What, were we too hot for you?”

“Yes,” you reply and this time it’s Xander who laughs. “You’re lucky I love you two and that it’s too hot for this,” you say with a pout and decided to angle the fan in your direction as the two of them continue you on behind you.

Miss Laura is actually very cute… I did my best to do her justice, so I hope you enjoy this anon!

“So we have everything?” Laura asks, staring at the luggage for the fifth time in the past hour.

“Laura, you’ve double checked your double checks, I’m sure we do! And if we don’t, we can always buy things when we need them.”

It makes sense, of course, but Laura still looks a little worried. “But…”

“No buts,” you say firmly. “It’ll be fine, don’t worry. And if it’s not, I’m sure we can figure out a way to fix things!”

“If you’re sure…” she replies, the frown on her face still present. You’re not a fan of it, not when she could be smiling, so you reach over to take her hand. She looks up, a little surprised as you look her right in the eye.

“I’m absolutely sure. I’d be worried if I was going by myself but since it’s with you, there’s no problem, right? I’ll be counting on you.”

Laura pauses for a moment. “Then, if you’re counting on me… I’ll do my best too!” she says, voice filling with confidence as a small smile appears on her face.

You smile back in much the same way. “Then, let’s get going!”

“Mhm!”

In the end, you do forget a few things, but it’s all alright. Laura is able to take care of it, and you’re there to help her, so there really is nothing to worry about.

Bonus*** Some extra Ryoma because I didn’t realize I’d already done the prompt so I did it again? Please accept it it’s cute;;

“Good morning,” comes Ryoma’s voice. It’s gentle, cleaving through sleep like one cuts through butter. You blink, eyes fluttering open.

“Good… morning?” you reply, your brain still clouded by sleep. You hear Ryoma laugh, maybe, and then there’s a warm, soft pressure on your forehead.

“Still tired, hm? Perhaps this will wake you up…” It’s hard to comprehend things when you’ve just woken up merely half a second before, but somehow you think you should prepare yourself…

There’s the soft pressure again, this time on your lips and, ah, you melt into it. The vibrations of Ryoma’s laughter fill your throat this time, delightfully tingly.

[fire-emblem-drabbles]

For your birthday, “As long as I’m here, you’ll be safe.” w/ Lukas? bonus points if you make it a self-insert 'cause it's your bday and you deserve nice things :3c

Pairing: Lukas x reader

Description: Your daily patrols go south when you’re jumped at the bottleneck of your patrol. Things only continue to go south during this encounter where you’re forced to consider your options very carefully.

Rating: sfw

Word count: 1162

Notes: Oh lmao would you believe me if I said I just noticed “bonus points if its self insert”

You had been expanding your patrols lately, leaving earlier, coming back later, and making extra sure everyone was alright and that the castle borders were protected. It had you a little shaken that Hel’s forces were able to reach your position without you noticing for a while, so it was simply to help ease your mind that such situations wouldn’t happen again.

Things had been okay for a little over a month; your forces had managed to repel Hel’s army, and she hadn’t been so bold as to attack the castle full on like before. Still, better safe than sorry, and by now this had become a habit. Check with as many heroes as you could before doing your rounds around the castle. A lot of heroes argued about you going by yourself because you were still relatively useless on the battlefield, but you insisted, however foolishly, to go alone. Perhaps because, as the leader, you felt it your job? Who knows, really.

If there was one thing you were thankful for, it was the fact that you had begun to train with the heroes. It was slow going, but you were proud to say if given a sword you could protect yourself with it long enough until someone more qualified could take care of the situation. You weren’t battlefield ready by any means. You just didn’t expect you would have to test that now.

Being methodical was your downfall but at least you were observant; you saw the lone enemy through the trees before they stuck, and had enough time to pull out the blade Alfonse had begged you to start taking with you. You were able to block the stuck but not without being forced back, with you nearly tripping and the would-be assassin jumping back. You stared at each other a moment, no words shared as you scowled at him. Certainly, if you fought him, you wouldn’t win. You were also at the point farthest from the castle and blocked from any place a hero might see you. It was looking bad for you for sure. Would he be faster than you? Could you make a break for the castle without him catching you?

There was no time to decide because the enemy was charging again, blade poised at his side as he came at you. Again you blocked, being pushed back by the pure force of his strike. This time, you found the strength to push him back and right your posture, using this opening to attack. While a direct hit would have been better, it did create more distance between the two of you, which was you needed at this point. You were of two minds, one part focused on keeping the enemy at bay, and the other trying its best to figure out a way out of this situation. What good were your tactics if you didn’t have the power to apply them to yourself? Just as you thought things couldn’t get worse, they did. Turns out your assassin had a friend, standing near him now with a lance and a smirk.

You stood your ground, fully aware this couldn’t end well. There wasn’t much you could do to defend yourself against both of them, and they knew that. Rather than rush at you now, they relished the chance to stalk up to you, inching closer as you slowly backed towards the castle. Maybe if you kept this up, you could back up enough to sprint close enough to yell for help. Just as you were thinking of running for it, you bumped into something. You paled praying against hope that the men before you didn’t happen to have another friend.

“Get behind me,” You let out a sigh of relief, looking over your shoulder to see Lukas.

“No, it’s okay I can help–” You tried to argue.

“Please, let me handle this.” He took his scowl off the enemy just a moment to meet your concerned gaze. “As long as I’m here, you’ll be safe.” You nodded and decided to step back and let him handle this. Finally looking back to the two men who thought they could get the jump on you, you smirked, watching now as they paled at Lukas. It brought you great satisfaction to see Lukas take care of the two of them, but also served to remind you of your own shortcomings. Even before Lukas was done, you knew you had a lecture coming your way. And it would be a familiar one at that, as Lukas had warned you before about this. You had to thank his concern though, because it was what was saving you now. After all said and done, the two of you were making the walk back to the castle, in relative silence. You were just waiting for Lukas’s lecture, though.

“_____ I…” Lukas sighed. “I don’t want to treat you like a child, but I hope you understand now how dangerous what you’ve been doing is.” He frowned, still looking ahead.

“Yes… understand.” You nodded slowly and sighed.

“I get that. I was lucky that you showed up when you did. But…” You hummed. “I get this feeling this wasn’t the first time you’ve been out here watching me, Lukas.” You glanced at him, but you could see him pointedly looking away from you.

“I… was simply worried. That isn’t the point, though.” Even with a blush still on his face, Lukas put his hand on his shoulder to stop you. “This isn’t something you can simply brush off _____, had I not been here you likely would have perished out there.” He was frowning softly, and looking into your eyes. “Many people rely on you, and your role here is far more important than you realize.” You let him speak, knowing it was all right. “But… you’re very important to me, far more than I know how to say.”

“Lukas?” Your voice was soft as you stared at him, unsure what to say, unsure what he was really saying.

“I… don’t know how else to say it, but understand that I care deeply for you.” The hand the rested on your shoulder dared to rest on your cheek. “I was proud to see you defend yourself, but I don’t think I’ve ever felt such fear when I saw you alone with those two men.”

“I… understand.” You nodded and smiled, resting your hands over his. “I’ll be more careful in the future… perhaps I could enlist my favorite ginger stud to help me do the patrols, and better my training in the future?” You giggled a bit but Lukas merely smiled and nodded while blushing a little brighter.

“As long as you understand, I’d be glad to do so.” You beamed at him and brought your hand down with yours to hold it as you continued. “The chance to get to protect you further and help you grow will be my pleasure.”

[summoner-peachy]

jklq with lukas

a/n: IT’S LUKAS! ONE OF MY OTHER FAVORITE BOYS! despite not having echoes yet, i really love him in heroes, def seems like the mom friend who needs a break. i hope that this turned out okay! 

this request is from this prompt list right over here!

J = Jack Off 

Lukas rarely ever takes the time to masturbate. He’s far too busy to usually spare himself any sort of moment, too focused on keeping up with training and being there for the other members of the Deliverance. It’s usually only when he’s really riled up that he’ll finally indulge himself in some sort of release. 

K = Kink 

Bondage, more so due to the fact that he would want to tie up specific parts of his lover's body or have them tie him up during sex. Lukas enjoyed being unable to really move his wrist or ankles more than he thought he would while his partner rides him or takes things nice and slow to drive him mad. 

L = Location 

He would prefer a bed to be the preferred location for when he takes his partner, as he doesn’t want to do it in high-risk places, but so long as he and his partner are far away enough from anyone to see or hear them Lukas is more okay with it. 

Q = Quickie 

When he’s unable to shower his partner in the love that they so rightly deserve, quickies are something that helps the both of them out. While he loves to take his time with his partner, letting them feel loved or driven mad to the point of tears from him taking too long, he’s not above sneaking away with his partner to a more secluded area away from everyone to fuck his partner silly. If he just so happens to vanish for a bit after training or a meeting, not a single soldier questions it, after all, he’s a busy man with many, many responsibilities and things to do. 

[pokemagines]

lukas + having a nightmare

@hermiturtle asked: “Can I request a scenario where Lukas has a nightmare and is comforted by his s/o? With lots of cuddles, please?”

a/n: i think popeyes improved their biscuits or something bc i can now eat one without needing water lol

he doesn’t have nightmares very often. all his friends tell him about how vivid and real theirs feel, and he makes sure to thank mila every time they describe having one to him. the horrors of war are nothing new to him, and he considers himself to be strong of mind.

however, when he does have one, it’s bad. this time, he dreamt he was in the middle of battle, hearing you scream and seeing you go down but being unable to move. the enemy killed you slowly, grinning maliciously over at lukas who still couldn’t do anything. it was the first time he felt completely and utterly helpless, and by the time he could move, you were already dying. you looked at lukas and breathed your final words: “why didn’t you save me?”

he jolts awake, shaking and covered in a cold sweat. he fumbles around, in a daze from being woken up all of a sudden, and accidentally wakes you. you turn over, and strain to see lukas in the darkness; you can make out that he’s breathing heavily, head in his hands. you know something’s wrong, as he rarely ever wakes up in the middle of the night.

   “lukas?” you quietly ask, and it’s as if your voice triggers something in him, and he snaps up to look at you. he shakily puts a hand on your knee. “are you okay, darling?”

   “i’m--” he cuts off, “you’re okay, good.” his voice isn’t steady and even like usual. you frown, scooting closer to him and wrapping your arms around his neck.

   “did something happen?” he buries his face in your neck, sighing out. you were safe, there was nothing to worry about, so why was he still panicking? “you can tell me anything.” you kiss his temple lightly. he takes a deep breath, content that he could tell you and you wouldn’t judge him, but still, opening up was difficult for him.

after silently deliberating with himself, he decides to tell you about his nightmare. you listen intently, running your hands through his disheveled hair. 

you assure him afterwards that that would never happen, that he was always there for you when you were in trouble and vice versa. you promise him that you’re going to be around for a long time, like it or not, and he lets out a shaky laugh. 

you stay awake with him for as long as he needs, but eventually he falls back asleep, him half on top of you, face buried in your neck. 

[frickingnerd]

yandere lukas

pairing: lukas x gn!reader

tags: subtle yandere behaviour, protective!yandere

lukas yandere behaviour is hard to recognize as such, even for himself. there's a decent chance that he doesn't realize it himself, due to how subtle it is

lukas cares a lot about the people around him, yet you are special to him! even before you start dating, he always cared most about you

he assumed it would be natural to care that much about the person you love – and it is – but as time passes, his feelings for you start growing

he's naturally protective, but over time he becomes a little overprotective and starts worrying too much about you!

lukas doesn't want you on the battlefield, no matter how skilled you are! even if you are an experienced fighter, lukas can't help but worry and want you in safety!

yet when he expresses concerns for you, he always manages to sound very reasonable and sane. but inside, there's a whirlwind of emotions, threatening to destroy lukas from the inside

lukas only shows a fraction of his feelings, leading to most people seeing him as a normal person. but with lukas hiding his true feelings – even from himself – they are threatening to spill over and become too much

and one day, lukas might be consumed by those overwhelming emotions and his protective side might take over, locking you away and denying you to fight alongside him!

[fe-husband-heaven]

Master List (March-May)

The x’s are links! More than one x just means another post!

N/SFW Alphabet Asks:

Takumi (x) (xx) (xxx)

Leo (x) (xx)

Henry (x)

Shiro (x) (xx)

Shigure (x)

Canas (x)

Alfonse (x) (xx)

Niles (x)

Seliph (x)

Ike (x) (xx)

Duma (x)

Zelgius (x) (xx)

Bruno (x) (xx)

Siegbert (x)

Inigo/Laslow (x) (xx) (xxx)

Ryoma (x) (xx)

Xander (x) (xx) (xxx)

Silas (x)

Valter (x)

Michalis (x)

M!Robin (x) (xx)

Gaius (x)

Hector (x)

Claude (x)

Hinata (x)

Azama (x)

Kaden (x) (xx)

Chrom (x) (xx)

Hríd (x) (xx)

Tibarn (x) (xx) (xxx)

Frederick (x)

Brady (x)

Priam (x)

Grima (x)

Naesala (x)

Sigurd (x)

Kaze (x)

HCs:

Naesala’s S/O is afraid of heights and birds

Zelgius’s S/O goes missing

Shiro, Ike, Owain go to a convention!

Top 10 FE Butt’s and when you slap them nyaha

Baby Chicks are lose in the castle!

Priam meets Ike who’s dating the Summoner!

Treating Owain to a movie date

Top 10 most likely to wind up in jail

Odin’s S/O pranks him

Lesbian Reader friendship with Forrest

Surtr & Duma w/artist S/O + a little lemonish subtexts wink wonk

Who likes/hates airplanes + Mile High Club 

Owain,Ike,Shiro meet their voice actors

Vaike,Hawkeye, Owain find out their S/O has been abused

Shiro + going to the fair

Ike,Shiro,M!Corrin finding out they’re gonna be dads

Ike falling asleep on the Summoner’s chest

Summoner introduces DnD to the heroes!

Thoughts on Sigurd + Small HC’s

Ryoma and S/O that loves his hair

Opinion on Ike + Married life Hc’s

Ryoma,Chrom, Laslow/Inigo meeting voice actors

Yandere Alfonse Pt.1 

Yandere Alfonse Pt.2 (Smut)

Saizo + Lukas Smut HC’s

Marth Falling In Love HC’s

Grima General Smut HC’s

Fluffy Lovey Dovey Keaton HC's

Soft Niles HC’s

Scenario:

Dating Odin but summoning Owain without knowing the truth

Inigo teasing M!Summoner with his butt at the hot springs

Silas with a Summoner who likes to hear him cuss during s/ex

M!Summoner confesses to Ike while he trains (for astra-crits!)

Bruno Fluff/Smut after he’s cured of his curse

Unaware Silas teasing M!Corrin with his butt

Summoner touching Reyson’s wings not realizing its turning him on

Jakob realizing he’s in love with you

Walhart learns he’ll be a father

Shigure Smut Drabble

Hrid Smut after beating Surtr

Grima Special: Gauntlet Win

Bruno letting the Summoner see his eyes

Hotspring smut after not seeing Ryoma for a while

Walking in on Lyon without a shirtless angst

M!Summoner proposes M!Robin

First time with Saizo

Prompt: Niles + Shut up and kiss me

Prompt: Grima + Why haven’t you kissed me yet?

Mod Torture Asks:

Wrys proposing to the Summoner

R-romantic dinner with Oliver

My Husband Raven mwuah!:

A sparring session with Raven

Raven proposing to his S/O

Wolf Laguz Raven

Old man is stalking S/O + Raven shows him who you belong to

Woo wee! That’s all the posts from the start of this blog, hope this makes it easier on newcomers nyaha! I’m v proud of our blog ya’ll, thank you for the support mwuah!

[cherry-flavoured-thot]

If you want a request, can we get something with lukas from echoes?

listen you said something and my brain was like ‘Lukas trying to teach a dumbass Summoner how to cook,’ i apologise in advance 

Lukas is known for his patience even in the most dire of circumstances, but who would have thought that teaching you how to bake cookies would be the thing that tested him. It was almost concerning how bad your knowledge of food and baking was, it almost made him wonder how exactly you survive back in your own world. 

“Summoner is that salt or sugar?” He questions as you lift up a nameless bag full of white substance up onto the bench. You give him a look of slight offense, you weren’t that hopeless, were you? 

“Sugar obviously,” he raises an eyebrow. 

“Taste it.” 

“I mean okay but- ugh what is that?” You look around to find somewhere to spit out the powder from your mouth, as he stands and waits patiently so you could continue again. 

“I believe that is baking soda,” he pauses, using a clean spoon to pullout some of the baking soda from the bag to prove his point. “The giveaway is the consistency, I could tell from over here that it was not salt or sugar.” Then placing the soda back into the bag. 

“Wait you knew it wasn’t sugar or salt?” 

“I did.” You stare at him blankly. 

“And you made me taste it anyways?” Yes. Yes he did but he wouldn’t admit it, nor would he admit that he was slightly amused from the disgusted expression that you made when tasting the baking soda. 

“Moving on, go and retrieve the sugar.” You seem like you wanted to retort but decide to drop it, especially after you realised you had forgotten something. 

“…what does it look like again?” He sighs. 

“I will get the sugar.” 

[readerxlit]

I’m sorry I saw your Leon fic and I loved it! I’m also a sucker for the blind character x someone stuff. May I maybe request Lukas (from fe echoes) with a blind reader? 😅👍

There’s no need to apologize. Thank you so much! And sure thing. You didn’t give me anything specific, so I hope this is okay. Like the leon one, i also set this one post-game

Since retiring from the knights, and founding a school, Lukas had gained many friends, and one of them was you. Who he originally approached back when he was still working on opening the school. He’d first greeted you, calmly and with a simple request for help, advice on creating an environment that was convent for more students, something  you- previously working at a small school in (what was formerly known as) Zofia- could give. Even without your experience with schools, you were able to give him a different perspective, on a great many things, anyway.

But, once you two started talking, Lukas also learned more about you and the two of you quickly grew closer. Now, two years after your first meeting, your relationship had grown into something romantic. The two of you now sharing a home, as well. Which brings you to the current day.

You sit in your home, listening to the back and forth footsteps of Lukas pacing the room. He’s stepping more heavily than usual, too. He’s usually fairly quiet, walking around your home, only making noise usually to warn you of his approach.

“So,” you begin, tilting your head in Lukas’ general direction, “how are things going?”

“Hm?” Lukas’ voice shows a clear sense of surprise, having not expected the question. “They’re fine, of course?”

“You’re pacing.”

“Ah.” You can feel the place next to you, where you’re sitting, sink down, and hear him breathe a sigh. “There’s been an issue, recently, with one of the teachers at the school.”

You hum, holding out your hand in a silent offer. He takes it, and you give his hand a small squeeze. “Something bad?”

“No, more so- I just have to find someone to take their place.”

“Well you know, I happen to know a very good teacher. Used to work at a school back when there was a Zofia. I think you’d like them.”

“Oh?” Lukas feigns confusion, shifting to lean against you. “And who would that be?”

“Yours truly.”

“Ah, of course, how could I not think of that?”

“You did.” You say, simply. Knowing he must have considered asking you, and thought better of it. Lukas is predictable, in that sense, at least. Always unwilling to ask more of you than he thinks is respectful, even if it’s something important. “So, then, consider this an application for the position.”

“Thank you.” Lukas’ free hand, covers the half of your hand, his other hand isn’t already.

“I do have one request.”

“And that would be?”

“You must accompany on my walk there, okay?”

“Of course.”

[sleeeeepytea]

if text asks are still open, can i get ø with lukas? thanks either way ^^

mmhmm!! I love late night texts,, honestly they're the best kinds imo. enjoy anon!! ♡

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A late night text

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Lukas [1:59 AM]

Y/n, humour me for a second

Lukas [1:59 AM]

I cannot seem to sleep; I have a lot on my mind as of late.

Lukas [2:00 AM]

But what's pressing me now... well, I would like to know your favourite colour. It seems I don't quite know these little things, which saddens me.

Lukas [2:01 AM]

Good night, my sweet.