#fire emblem heroes x male reader

[idk6123]

Healing Strength (Eikþyrnir X Male Reader)

Getting summoned to Askr, Y/N got to meet a whole lot of people across worlds. Each person had their unique way of viewing life and battle. Even with that many people to talk to, he didn’t. He would rather tend to himself and his training, whether it’s swords, lances, other kinds of physical weapons, or even magic. Not wanting to be bothered, he went into a quiet forest to be by himself.

“Alright… Fenrir!”

As Y/N summoned the dark spell, he just intended to aim at a tree. Suddenly though, a wild wolf appeared. Running through the field, it didn’t notice the magic coming toward it. That’s when it got hit, letting out a painful yelp. Looking shocked, Y/N ran toward the animal, which lay painfully on the ground.

“Oh no… I’m sorry!”

Feeling extremely guilty, Y/N crouched down to help the wolf. Without hesitation, he used a staff to heal the wolf. Even though the major wounds disappeared, it didn’t look like the wolf was alright. The beast tried to get up, only to fall down due to its weakened right front leg.

“Shit…!” As the wolf painfully whimpered, Y/N tried to figure out how he could help it.

“What happened?”

Hearing a calm voice, Y/N turned around to see a man he didn’t know called Eikþyrnir.

“I accidentally hit him with my Fenrir spell. I tried healing him, but his right front paw gave out.”

“It needs time to heal.” the giant man commented as he walked over to Y/N and the wolf. Crouching down, he checked the leg. “It’s bruised.” That’s when the Quieting Strength gently caressed the wolf’s fur. “Don’t worry. You will be alright. I’ll make sure you get better.”

Gently, the buff man scooped the wolf into his arms and stood up. He then looked back at Y/N.

“I suggest being more careful next time. Don’t worry about the wolf. He’ll be fine with me.”

As the man walked away, Y/N spoke up.

“W-Wait!” The man stopped and turned around.

“I want to help. It’s my fault, so let me make up for it, even if I can only do a little.”

The strong man thought for a second before speaking up.

“Very well… uhm…”

“Y/N.”

The man hummed softly. “Eikþyrnir.”

-

As they walked through the forest, with the wolf a lot calmer, there was a comfortable silence between them. Despite what had happened, it didn’t appear Eikþyrnir was mad at Y/N. Wondering where they were going, the soldier thought Eikþyrnir was leading them toward his house or something. Instead, he spotted a group of four women, all also having animal features.

“Oh, it appears big brother finally got a friend.” Níðhöggr teased as she saw them in the distance.

Hræsvelgr, having the best sight of the siblings, noticed something else.

“Eikþyrnir’s got a wounded wolf in his arms.”

Ratatoskr looked shocked.

“W-What!?” She instantly ran toward her brother, looking extremely worried. Once she reached him, she checked on the wolf. “What happened? Is he alright?”

“He’s fine, but it would be great if everyone could help.” Eikþyrnir calmly stated.

Once they got to the rest of the group, the brother gently set the wolf on the grass. That’s when Y/N saw how everyone got to work. Ratatoskr helped out wherever she could. Heiðrún healed the wound. Hræsvelgr ensured nothing was wrong with the leg by analyzing it. Níðhöggr worked to dose the pain if needed. And then there was Eikþyrnir, who ensured, after everything, that the leg was alright.

“Alright… it looks as good as new.” Eikþyrnir concluded after all his examinations. “Be careful.”

Thus, the wolf ran away, looking better than ever. The siblings all looked at ease, now that they had committed another good deed. Y/N was still amazed at how well and quickly they managed to help the wolf.

“Thank you for helping him.” Y/N said gratefully. “I tried to help, but there’s only so much staves can do.”

Heiðrún smiled. “It’s alright. I’m just glad you wanted to help out.”

“You just make sure to practice somewhere safer.” Níðhöggr commented. “Don’t want any more victims, huh?”

Y/N chuckled. “I learned my lesson. It won’t be an issue.” That’s when he wondered something. “Any chance you can teach me your techniques?”

“What do you mean?” Ratatoskr asked.

“Well, since you all healed the wolf with ease, can you teach me that too?”

The siblings all looked at each other, wondering something.

“Is it even possible to teach a mortal the powers of Yggdrasil?” Níðhöggr asked.

“Not to the full extent.” Hræsvelgr commented. “Still, I believe there are certain things we can teach.”

“It would be fun to figure out what humans can do and what not.” Ratatoskr said with a cheery smile. “Just imagine how many lives we could save if people alone could help each other.”

“It would make things easier.” Heiðrún pointed out. “There are only five of us. There’s a limit to what we alone can do.”

Níðhöggr raised an eyebrow. “So we’re going to make honorary Healing Hands members?”

“It does sound like a solid idea.” Eikþyrnir commented. “I don’t hear any counterarguments. So we’re all in agreement on it?”

The sisters all replied with some form of yes, causing the brother to look back at Y/N.

“I guess we should welcome you as the first student of the Healing Hands.”

Y/N smiled. “Thank you!”

-

Although not usually one to practice with others, Y/N finds it refreshing to learn something new from someone else—not just basic training or magic, but skills that can help people, such as healing, surgery, different kinds of medicine, and even physical therapy. The last skill he learns from none other than the group's brother, Eikþyrnir.

“Strength is not just about how much weight you can lift or how hard you can strike. It’s also about ensuring your body can endure.” Eikþyrnir explains. “Strengthening your core and stabilizing your joints will keep you standing, even when the world tries to knock you down. Flexibility is a hidden armor. Stretch your muscles, and they will stretch your limits in battle.”

Y/N is surprised by how many small but significant details he was never taught. His training always focused on conditioning and weapons; he never learned how to best utilize his body for strength or defense.

“Now, let’s perform some stretching exercises.” Eikþyrnir says.

And so they begin. In the quiet forest, Eikþyrnir demonstrates various exercises while Y/N follows along. They start with planking. Eikþyrnir, as expected, handles it with ease, while Y/N starts to feel the strain after a while.

Noticing Y/N’s pained expression, Eikþyrnir speaks up. “If your body is telling you to stop, don’t push it too far.”

“It’s fine.” Y/N assures him, though his voice betrays some strain. “I can go on… for a couple more seconds…”

Eikþyrnir hums thoughtfully. “It’s good to push your body, as long as you know your limits. I trust you know how far you can go.”

“I know. Don’t worry.”

As they move on to some simple leg stretches on the ground, they begin to chat.

“So... what’s your story?” Y/N asks.

Eikþyrnir turns his gaze to his friend. “Just a brother who loves his sisters. I help others by teaching them the true meaning of strength—both physical and mental. What about you?”

“I guess nothing special either. Just a regular soldier, trying to figure out which weapons work best for me.” Y/N replies. “I was a bit surprised to be summoned to another world, but I like it here, so I don’t mind.”

“That’s good to hear.” Eikþyrnir says.

As they continue to chat, not far away, the sisters are walking back to their usual hideout. They pause when they spot Eikþyrnir and Y/N.

“I’m surprised he’s keeping up so well.” Hræsvelgr comments. “No offense, of course.”

“The strength comes from the heart.” Heiðrún adds. “And I can sense a lot of determination in him.”

Níðhöggr notices something unusual: her brother chatting casually with Y/N. “I guess they’re friends now. I never thought our ‘big and protective’ brother would find a companion like this.” she teases.

“It is kinda strange, huh?” Ratatoskr says. “He’s never been one for small talk.”

“Then Y/N must be a special case.” Hræsvelgr concludes.

Níðhöggr smirks. “Oh? A special case of… love?”

Ratatoskr gasps. “L-Love? Are you saying brother likes Y/N?”

Hræsvelgr sighs. “She’s just teasing again.”

-

With a mischievous grin, Níðhöggr is walking back to the home base through the forest. While doing so, her sister spots her. Thus, with a quick flight, Hræsvelgr gets in front of her.

“What did you do?”

“What? Just because I’m feeling good, and grinning means I did something?” The sister then grins further. “Yeah, I did.”

“Do I need to ask what it is?”

“Depends. Could’ve you guess that I got Eikþyrnir, and Y/N lost in the forest?”

“What!?”

Thus, deep in the forest, Eikþyrnir and Y/N find themselves lost.

“My deepest apologies. I didn’t expect Níðhöggr to abandon us here.” Eikþyrnir says.

“It’s alright.” Y/N replies reassuringly. “At least we’re not alone.”

Eikþyrnir nods. “I suppose that’s true.” He kneels down and touches the earth. Y/N watches curiously. “There’s a root of Yggdrasil nearby. We can use it to take a shortcut back.”

“That sounds like a hassle.”

“It isn’t when you know how the World Tree works. Trust me, it’ll save us time.”

They soon reach the root. Eikþyrnir creates a portal leading to Yggdrasil, and they step through into another realm. Y/N looks around in awe at the vastness of the tree’s domain.

“This place is incredible.”

“It must be strange for a human to see all this.” Eikþyrnir says, gazing up at the colossal tree. “It’s... been a while since I came back here… after everything that happened…”

Y/N raises an eyebrow. “What happened?”

Eikþyrnir hesitates, a hint of pain in his expression. “I’ll tell you one day. For now, let’s focus on getting home.”

As they walk through the surreal landscape, Y/N glances around nervously. “We’re safe here, right? No crazy monsters or anything?”

“It’s completely safe.” Eikþyrnir assures him. “Only animals live here.”

“Dangerous animals?”

Eikþyrnir chuckles softly. “Even if there were, I’d protect you.”

Y/N smiles. “You’re such a sweetheart, you know that?”

The taller man blushes. “W-What are you talking about?”

“You’re a good person.” Y/N continues. “You save people and animals, you love your sisters, and you’ve been so helpful to me. I just thought you should know I’m grateful.”

Eikþyrnir falls quiet, his expression thoughtful. After a moment, he stops walking and looks back at Y/N. “It’s going to get a bit rough from here. I don’t want you to get hurt, so... feel free to hop on my back.”

Y/N grins. “Thanks.”

Feeling flustered, Eikþyrnir carries Y/N through the uneven terrain. From this vantage point, Y/N takes in the breathtaking sights of the World Tree.

“I’d love to come back here. It’s beautiful.”

“If you wouldn’t mind… we could make a small detour.” Eikþyrnir offers. “Just to see more.”

Y/N smiles down at him. “Only if you’re carrying me.”

Eikþyrnir chuckles softly. “Then let’s look around, together.”

[frickingnerd]

“don't flirt with my boyfriend!”

pairing: hortensia x male!reader (+goldmary)

summary: hortensia catches goldmary flirt with her boyfriend...

hortensia had watched the two of you from afar for a while now. goldmary had been flirting with you, while you were awkwardly trying to explain to her, that you were already seeing someone. still, it didn't seem to do anything for goldmary. and that's when your girlfriend stepped in. 

"goldmary!"

hortensia glared at her friend.

"what do you think you're doing? y/n said he was dating someone, so drop it!"

you carefully laid a hand on hortensia's shoulder, seeing how worked up she had gotten. you really didn't want her to fight with her best friend…

"hortensia, don't worry. i can handle this..!"

you tried to assure your girlfriend that you had things under control, but hortensia was too upset to drop things now. 

"no, she shouldn't go after other people's boyfriends! especially not mine…!"

"your boyfriend…?"

suddenly goldmary's attitude changed and her usual smile dropped. 

"i– hortensia, why didn't you tell me you were dating him!?"

goldmary sounded offended that her friend hadn't even mentioned her new boyfriend. hortensia slowly seemed to calm down again, realizing that goldmary just didn't know who she was talking to.

"well, maybe i could've told you about it, if you hadn't started flirting with him right away…!" 

[stupendouspizzacomputer]

INSANITY (Hellaverse x isekai male reader) Overlords:

•Carmilla/Carmilla Carmine (Demon/Demons)

•Zestial (Demon/Demons)

•Daemon Targaryen (asoiaf/House of Dragons/A Song of ice and fire/Rhaenicent/Hotd/Game of Thrones/Aoiaf fanart) (Demon/Demons)

•Daenerys Targaryen (asoiaf/House of Dragons/A Dragons/A song of Ice and Fire/Rhaenicent/Hotd/Game of Thrones/Asoiaf Fanart) (Demon/Demons)

•Vox (Radiostatic/Staticapple/Vox the TV demon/Hazbin Vox) (Demon/Demons)

•Valentino (Demon/Demons)

•Velvette/Velvet (Demon/Demons)

•Alastor (OriginStory/Daisies/Insane/Deer/Alastorears/Radio Demon/Hazbin Alastor/Alastor radio demon/Hazbin hotel alastor/Alastor Hazbin hotel/Human alastor/alastor hazbin/Alastor fanart/The Radio Demon) (Demon/Demons)

•Rosie (Rosie Hazbin hotel/Radiorose/Hazbin Rosie) (Demon/Demons)

•Zeezi (Demon/Demons)

•Nergal (Demon/Demons)

•Vassago (Birdblr) (Demon/Demons)

•Sock and Buskin (Demon/Demons)

•Frederick Von Eldritch (Demon/Demon)

•Bethesda Von Eldritch (Demon/Demons)

•Bill Cipher (Gravity Falls/The book of Bill/Gravityfalls) (Demon/Demons)

•Wolverine (Deadpool 3/Disney/Marvel/Poolverine/weapon x/James Logan Howlett) (Demon/Demons)

•Deadpool (Deadpool/Deadpool 3/Disney/Marvel/Poolverine/Spideypool/weapon x) (Demon/Demons)

•Thanos (Marvel/Disney) (Demon/Demons)

•Diego (Umbrella Academy) (Demon/Demons)

•Sukuna (jjk/Jujutsu Kaisen/jujutsukausen) (Demon/Demons)

•Suguru Geto (jjk/Jujutsu Kaisen/jujutsukaisen/Satosugu/Shokoieiri) (Demon/Demons)

•The Lamb (Cotl/Cult of the lamb) (Demon/Demons)

•Dio Brando (jjba/Jojo's Bizzarre Adventure) (Demon/Demons)

•Joker (DC/DC comics/Batman/superbat/bats/Bat) (Demon/Demons)

•Lex Luthor (DC/DC comics/Superman/Superbat/bats/bat) (Demon/Demons)

•Ballas (Warframe) (Demon/Demons)

•Cassidy (Fnaf/Five nights at Freddy's/fnafvstf2/Fnafedit/Fivenightsatfreddys) (Demon/Demons)

•William Afton (Fnaf/Five nights at Freddy's/fnafvstf2/Fnafedit/Fivenightsatfreddys/Springtrap) (Demon/Demons)

•Delilah Briarwood (Critical role/Dimension 20) (Demon/Demons)

•Vecna (Stranger things/Byler) (Demon/Demons)

•Vash the Stampede (Trigun/Trigun Stampede) (Demon/Demons)

•Deathwing (World of Warcraft) (Demon/Demons)

•Undertaker (wwe/aew/nxt/wrestling/Fight club/wwe raw/Monday night raw) (Demon/Demons)

•Eric Carman (South park) (Demon/Demons)

•Handsome Jack (Borderlands) (Demon/Demons)

•Teach/Black Beard (One piece/Toonami/Zosan) (Demon/Demons)

•Jason Voorhees (2000s/Dead by Daylight/Horror movies) (Demon/Demons)

•Freddy Kruger (2000s/Dead by Daylight/Horror movies) (Demon/Demons)

•Ghostface (Scream/Dead by Daylight/Horror movies) (Demon/Demons)

•Junko Enoshima (Danganronpa) (Demon/Demons)

•The Hunter (bloodborne) (Demon/Demons)

•Voldemort (Harry potter/Hogwarts Legacy/Marauders/Dramione) (Demon/Demons)

•Jigsaw (Saw/Dead by Daylight/Horror movies) (Demon/Demons)

•Dabi (bnha/My hero academia/mha/boku no hero academia) (Demon/Demons)

•V2 (Ultrakill) (Demon/Demons)

•The King (In stars and Time/Isat) (Demon/Demons)

•Chara (undertale) (Demon/Demons)

•Soldier boy (Jensen Ackles) (Demon/Demons)

•Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal) (Demon/Demons)

•Monika (ddlc) (Demon/Demons)

•Damien LaVey (Monster Prom) (Demon/Demons)

•Clucky (Roblox) (Demon/Demons)

•Mama Demonica (Roblox) (Demon/Demons)

•Myotismon (Digimon) (Demon/Demons)

•Melon (Beastars) (Demon/Demons)

•Jinx (Arcane/Caitvi/Jayvik/League of Legends) (Demon/Demons)

•Bucky Barnes (Sebastian Stan) (Demon/Demons)

•Harrowhark Nonagesimus (The Locked Tomb) (Demon/Demons)

•Armand (iwtv/interview with the vampire/Loustat/Devil's minion/Amandaniel) (Demon/Demons)

•Dante (Devil May Cry) (Demon/Demons)

•Edelgard Von Hresvelg (Fire Emblem/Nintendo) (Demon/Demons)

•Kibutsuji Muzan (Toonami/Inotan/demon slayer/Demonslayer/Kimetsunoyaiba) (Demon/Demons)

•Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen (Austin Butler) (Demon/Demons)

•Soundwave (Transformers/Transformers one) (Demon/Demons)

•Claw (Mp100/Mob Psycho 100) (Demon/Demons)

•Herobrine (Minecraft) (Demon/Demons)

•Makima (Chainsaw Man) (Demon/Demons)

•Makarov (Call of duty/Ghostsoap) (Demon/Demons)

•Dracula (Dracula daily/vampire/vampires) (Demon/Demons)

•Mavis (Selena Gomez/Vampire) (Demon/Demons)

•Donovan Desmond (Spy x Family) (Demon/Demons)

•Cyn (Murder Drones/Murderdrones) (Demon/Demons)

•Doll (Murder Drones/Murderdrones) (Demon/Demons)

•Gideon Coal (Legends of Avantaris/Once upon a witchlight) (Demon/Demons)

•Hank J. Wimbleton (Madness combat) (Demon/Demons)

•Scar (The Lion King/Disney) (Demon/Demons)

•Baby Blue (Reverse 1999) (Demon/Demons)

•Talulah (Arknights) (Demon/Demons)

•President Coriolanus Snow (The Hunger Games/Sunrise on the Reaping) (Demon/Demons)

•Catnap (cats of Tumblr/cats/gatti) (Demon/Demons)

•The Repentant Devil (Fallen London) (Demon/Demons)

•Kromer (Limbus Company) (Demon/Demons)

•Viago Heimburg (What we do in the Shadows/wwdits) (Demon/Demons)

•Darth Maul (Star Wars) (Demon/Demons)

•Sylus (Love and Deepspace) (Demon/Demons)

•Junker Queen (Overwatch) (Demon/Demons)

•Reaper (Overwatch) (Demon/Demons)

•Doomfist (Overwatch) (Demon/Demons)

•Sombra (Overwatch) (Demon/Demons)

•Widowmaker (Overwatch) (Demon/Demons)

•Mauga (Overwatch) (Demon/Demons)

•Moira (Overwatch) (Demon/Demons)

•The Punisher (Frank Castle) (Demon/Demons)

•Max Jägerman (Hatchetfield) (Demon/Demons)

•Tyler Galpin/The Hyde (The Addams Family/Anjelica Hutson) (Demon/Demons)

•Evil Eye (Dandadan/Momokarun) (Demon/Demons)

•Baron Draxum (Rottmnt) (Demon/Demons)

•Mrpuzzles (smg4/smg4meggy/wotfi) (Demon/Demons)

•Antares (Monarch of Destruction) (Sololeveling/Manhwa) (Demon/Demons)

•Sillad (Monarch of Frost) (Sololeveling/Manhwa) (Demon/Demons)

•Ashborn (Monarch of Shadows) (Sololeveling/Manwha) (Demon/Demons)

•Baran (Monarch of White Flames) (Sololeveling/Manwha) (Demon/Demons)

•Rakan (Monarch of Fangs) (Sololeveling/Manwha) (Demon/Demons)

•Tarnak (Monarch of Iron Body) (Sololeveling/Manwha) (Demon/Demons)

•Legia (Monarch of The Beginning) (Sololeveling/Manwha) (Demon/Demons)

•Querehsha (Monarch of Plagues) (Sololeveling/Manwha) (Demon/Demons)

•Yogumunt (Monarch of Transfiguration) (Sololeveling/Manwha) (Demon/Demons)

•Theodore Peterson (HelloNeighbor Cartoon) (Demon/Demons)

•King and Queen of the Crown (Seabeast) (Demon/Demons)

•Amanda (Amandatheadventurer/Neutronnexus/Dontlisten/Playmyway) (Demon/Demons)

•Rana Singh (Monkey man/Dev Patel) (Demon/Demons)

•Commodus (Paul Mescal/Gladiator 2) (Demon/Demons)

•Godmother (Fleabag) (Demon/Demons)

•Martin (Fleadbag) (Demon/Demons)

•Tanya Von Degurechaff (Tanya/Tanyatheevil/Youjosenki) (Demon/Demons)

•Professor Moriarty (Andrew Scott/Sherlock) (Demon/Demons)

•Crowley Eusuford (Seraph of the end/Vampire/Vampires) (Demon/Demons)

•Ferid Bathory (Seraph of the end/Vampire/Vampires) (Demon/Demons)

•Bowser (Nintendo/Super Mario brothers) (Demon/Demons)

•Wario (Nintendo/Super Mario brothers) (Demon/Demons)

•Belos (Toh/The owl house/Thanks to them/Owl house/Toh fanart/Toh belos) (Demon/Demons)

•Spider queen (Lego Monkie Kid) (Demon/Demons)

•Void (Berserk) (Demon/Demons)

•Slan (Berserk) (Demon/Demons)

•Ubik (Berserk) (Demon/Demons)

•Conrad (Berserk) (Demon/Demons)

•Femto (Berserk) (Demon/Demons)

[nabateaprodigy]

Masterlist

Finally got around to making this! Here's a collection of my writing.

Where are you y/n? (Rhea x GN!Reader)

By Your Side (M!Alear x Vander)

Heartache (M!Byleth x Seteth)

Fódlan Sibling Headcannons (Dimitri, Felix, Constance, Linhardt, Caspar, and Yuri)

A King and his Summoner (Dimitri x GN!Reader)

A Picnic and Flowers (Clanne x Citrinne)

Starlight Sky (Rhea x F!Byleth)

Byleth and Shez Comfort Headcannons (M!Shez and M!Byleth x GN!Reader)

Domestic Life Headcanons (M!Shez and Claude x GN!Reader)

Cuddle Time! (Arval, M!Shez, and M!Byleth x Fem!Reader)

The Prince and His Maiden of Death (Dimitri x Fem!Reader)

Alcryst, M!Alear, and Gregory Headcannons. (Alcyst, M!Alear, and Gregory x Fem!Reader)

I'm Not Jealous! (Hortensia x Clanne)

Hey! That Dance Is With Me! (Ferdinand, Caspar, and Dorothea x GN!Reader)

A Friendship of Fire and Ice (Natsu x Male!Reader)

Papa Where do Babies Come From? (Juvia x Male!Reader)

My Lovely Rain Woman (Juvia x Male!Reader)

Can't Look Back (Juvia x Gray)

Angelic Care (Angel x Male!Reader)

Hidden Power (Mirajane x GN!Reader)

Love At First Drink? (Gray x Male!Reader)

Uninvited Guests (Gray x Fem!Reader)

Rude Awakening (Wendy x Male!Reader)

Musical Mishap (Team Natsu x Fem!Reader)

Talk To Me (Juvia x Male!Reader)

I Can't Lose you to (Gray x Fem!Reader)

Snakes Curse (Wendy x Male!Reader)

First Word (Juvia x Male!Reader)

Rain, Rain Go Away and Come Back Another Day (Gray x Male!Reader)

Overflow (Gray and Lucy x Male!Reader)

Dear Little Brother (Greige x Fem!Reader)

Moving On (Gray and Juvia x Male!Reader)

Vs Y/N! (Omori, Kel, Hero, and Aubrey x GN!Reader)

Ice Skating Mania (Omori, Hero, Kel, Aubrey, and Basil x Male!Reader)

Goodbye...Omori (Omori x GN!Reader)

Hopeful Maid (Nagito x Mahiru)

Rantaro and Kokichi Headcannons (Kokichi and Rantaro x GN!Reader)

Lady of Despair (Junko x Fem!Reader)

Music and Stars (Shuichi, Kokichi, K1-B0, and Rantaro x GN!Reader)

Kokichi and Nagito With a Sensitive S/O (Kokichi and Nagito x GN!Reader)

Please Don't Turn Me Into a Marketable Plushy! (Mukuro, Junko, Komaru, and Sonia x GN!Reader)

Pain In His Eyes (Fuyuhiko, Nagito, Kazuichi, and Leon x GN!Reader)

Attention (Kokichi x GN!Reader)

Playful Tendencies (Kokichi x GN!Reader)

A Mountain of Plushies (Nagito, Fuyuhiko, Kazuichi, and Hajime x Male!Reader)

Hopefully Compassion (Nagito x Fem!Reader)

Cheerleader Star (Leon x Gn!Reader)

Deserved to be Loved (Mahiru x Male!Reader)

DR1 and DR2 Cuddling Headcannons (Makoto, Chihiro, Hajime, and Nagito x AFAB!Reader)

Love of History (Kyoko, Mukuro, Ibuki and Kirumi x GN!Reader)

Life or Death (Kyoko and Mukuro x Male!Reader.)

Fire Emblem games i write for and character x character pairings

If i write for platonic x reader.

If I write for Naruto

[haz3-daz3]

Requests Open

I haven't written in a whole while and I don't wanna be rusty so I think I wanna get in to writing requests. This is my first time,

pls be gentle 👉👈

Headcanons mostly!! But I would take the odd full on story/request if the premise/idea is doable enough.

REQUESTS BY DEFAULT ARE SFW! IF YOU DON'T WANT THAT, PLEASE SPECIFY IT.

Fandoms

Dragon Age Origins and Dragon Age II

Drifters (I'M BEGGING YOU)

Fate/Stay Night and other Fate related stuff except FGO cuz I stopped playing the game, I'm familiar with most of it though

Fire Emblem Fates/Awakening/Heroes (I'm familiar with most characters, not all, but most)

RWBY (because vol 10 is taking longer than anticipated)

Rules

-I only do character x reader not character x OC sorry folks. But Character x Character? Eh, why not. Depends on the pairing so feel free to send them.

-NSFW is welcome. I can do SFW/Fluff too.

-Nothing too vague or super-duper specific or restrictive when requesting please, it's a little hard to get inspired when all I've got to go on is "general" like, what kind of general?? Fluff? Smeggs? Eh?? And it's also hard to think or write a scenario/headcanon with an all-too restrictive premise.

-But uh, nothing super restrictive too if that be okie 👉👈. I can accommodate of course but not ultra specific to the point where I can't work with the scenario properly

-I am female so uh, by default Y/N is female. I can write in the male perspective but not as comfortably as female so I tend to ignore requests where Reader is a male. So unless specified/asked, Y/N is female by default. Gender neutral Y/N is a-okay.

-I'm comfortable with most things except truly depraved things like forced/non-con or incest. I'd really rather not write about those things, ya know?

Don'ts

-As of now, I don't write Modern AUs. I have difficulties in writing a character from older/fantasy realms and putting them in Modern eras. RWBY's settings are fine since it has fantasy elements and a bit of medieval in it.

-Requests that are too restrictive or ask for too much. Everyone has their limits. I certainly have mine.

-Minors and NSFW combined. Fuck off with that shit. If someone asks me to write a smut fic with Ruby from Volume 1 or anything similar I'm deleting that on sight.

-Fire Emblem Three Houses and Engage. I've since stopped consuming Fire Emblem stuff outside of the ones I played (GBAs and the 3DS games and the gacha). So uh, yeah. Requests featuring characters from those two games won't be dignified.

Not every request is guaranteed. Some would be deleted due to various reasons and some will take longer than others depending on how my life goes. Please understand.

[fungifanart]

So guess who finally (FINALLY) got around to making a

Masterlist?

Rules for requesting (Also, this all is on my AO3 if you prefer that, but you'll need to be logged in to view them)

(In no particular order) (Also, some of these are Old so be nice)

Genshin:

Untitled (Childe x traveler!reader)

Nature's Wrath (Dendro!reader)

Replicate and Replace (Aether is sus of Albedo)

Failed Experiment (Albedo x alchemist!reader)

The Fool's Journey (Genshin cult AU)

This Is My Fight Song (Childe x gn!reader)

Let's Dance, Boys! (Childe x male!reader)

Twisted wonderland:

Mauvelous (Idia x gn!reader)

A Rainbow of Anarchy (Kalim x male!reader)

I'll Show You True Terror (Yuu!reader takes the reins for Halloween)

A Song of Hatred Sung by Despair (Yuu!reader overblots)

False Happiness (Sequel to the reader overblotting)

The Studious Witch β69 (BaYuunetta au)

Rating the boys based on if/how well I think they can dance (Self-explanatory)

MC's birthday (Leona x male!Yuu crack)

MC has Had Enough (Trey and male!Yuu crack)

MC chooses violence (Sebek and gn!reader crack)

Parent-Teacher meeting (Crewel and male!Yuu crack)

Disillusionment (What if MC wasn't in on Malleus's plan)

Resentment (Part 2 of Disillusionment)

Choices (Part 3 of Disillusionment)

You make me feel safe (Trey x male!reader fluff)

What was I talking about? (Leona x gn!reader angst)

Once upon a dream (.....)

Tea For Two (Riddle x male!reader fluff)

Reflection (Lilia x FTM!Reader hurt/comfort)

Subzero Sonata (Vil x Male reader songfic)

Happy Birthday? (Trey x Male reader fluff)

A scar in the mind (Rook x Male reader hurt/comfort)

Fatigue (Trey x male reader hurt/comfort)

Task Failed Successfully? (Ace x male reader hurt/comfort)

Budget for love (Ruggie x Male reader hurt/comfort + kinda crack at the end??)

Romantically Bankrupt (Ruggie x male reader heavy angst)

Like a bundle of grapes (Twst charity drive request)

Home (Twst x reader angst)

Daily Log (Leona x reader)

Deserted (Leona x male reader heavy angst)

Bean-boozled (Trey x male reader smut)

Thank You For Your Patronage (Leona x male reader birthday fic)

Checkmate? (Leona fic for a Savannaclaw zine I was in)

Misc.:

Brutal Honesty (Fire Emblem Heroes)

Matters of The Heart (Fire Emblem Heroes)

Servitude (Edmond x Jamil-like male!reader)

And I'll Keep On Dancing (L&D Zayne x male reader)

[mecharlie-fox]

Memoirs of a Summoner: Part 1

Rules are simple my fellow Summoners, the prompt works for anyone and everyone. Feel free to use them but with credits. This works for canon (Kiran, nonbinary/male/female), original characters, and self-inserts/readers. 

Ship intention: Alfonse X Reader / Summoner X Reader? Note: Okay uhh here’s a quick thing, the Summoner can be Kiran, your OC, whatever you’d like because there will be two important ppl in this short fic - YOU, the reader and the Summoner. So yeah, take your pick. And happy reading!

This is a really old fic that I made last year (May) 2021, I never went through with it but it was an interesting thought if we’re gonna you know... take in account of the official art for the Summoner. You see I like me my mystery men but the summoner can be any gender depending on your preference

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PART 1

You’re not the Summoner. You’re only but a faceless member of the Order of Heroes. You grew up reading and listening to stories about the Legendary Great Hero who would one day wield Breidablik to bring peace to the continent, and end this senseless war. You wanted to do your part, much like anyone else.

Commander Anna knows you - of course she does, as commander, she should know the names and faces of every single member who volunteered for this cause. And that alone she’s grateful to you.

But the Askran siblings - you know they were nice, and you know that they have the same goal as you. But you weren’t important and you weren’t a Hero - when you die, no one will remember your name. You’re just one of those nameless soldiers who died for the sake of their kingdom. A sacrifice. Cannon fodder.

You knew this and yet you fought anyway. It was all for your family. It was all for the friends you left in the village. Because someone needs to help.

Training was all left to you and ranking members who weren’t anything special in the order. Your captains did their best to make sure that your training was on par with the Heroes, making sure that none of you were in the way, making sure you all knew what to do. You were a few, couldn’t even call yourselves a platoon. A lot of people tend to forget that the Order had human beings like you, and when they say “Order of Heroes” it was.... well... always the Heroes and their reckless royal siblings.

The heir to the throne and his spare were both putting themselves at risks. Some of the few members understood it to be setting as an example, in hopes that more members would join and that they wouldn’t rely too much on Heroes. But in truth, it had an opposite effect. It was reckless, it was stupid, if both of them died, who would lead Askr to a future? If the King dies and both of them are gone, where is the future?

It wasn’t... royal like. You weren’t even part of the nobility, never even stepped foot into the royal castle. You were a mere commoner trying to make a living while protecting the kingdom in your own way. Even when there’s no recognition to it. The thought of fighting so your family wouldn’t was enough for you.

The Order didn’t make any money. It was mostly being funded by the government, and if the monthly budget didn’t make it - they had to think of ways. You reported the discovery of Aether Keep to the commander, and she commended you and your unit for a job well done. Your fellow members commended you guys for it, because it meant that no more part time jobs to feed those Heroes with your own labor. They weren’t all bad, the Heroes. Even though you were invisible to them, they showed kindness when they saw you.

But one thing did bother you. The royal siblings - Aether Keep was something of the past, to battle in the skies. It provided so much for the Order such as inns, crops, a music hall, everything they needed to relax for once instead of training on an endless basis. Yes, the commander, your comrades and some of the Heroes commended you for a job well done - but not them.

They were above you. You know that. They wouldn’t be talking to a lowly commoner like you, but it just bothered you. Because you and your unit found the Keep and yet... it was the Summoner who was congratulated. The Summoner who was praised.

You didn’t have any ill-will towards the Summoner. They were kind, concerned, innocent, good - they knew nothing about warfare and yet they did their part to help end this war. Just like you did when you first came. You were there to protect not for recognition.

Heroes who died could be revived, thanks to the Summoner’s powers. But your comrades... your comrades who fell did not share the same mercy from the gods. When they die, they die. Cannot be revived. It wasn’t the Summoner’s fault. You keep on telling yourself.

You saw it with your eyes. The Muspell flames.

Your task was simple, you and your unit were to go to a certain place in Askr to see what was going about. A woman who seemed to be like a Hero to you, was fighting by herself while the village was being destroyed, burn down into ashes until there was nothing left. You knew this village, you knew these fields - you used to come with your siblings to play around while your parents were having their own leisure of an alone time. 

Now it’s gone. Nothing but the red sky and ash smoke. You fought. You all fought. But it was no use. None of you had magic, that wasn’t the law of your world. Mages were rare and not all mages wanted to sacrifice their lives for nothing. You watched your captain burning, reaching his hand to you as you felt the painful fuel of the flames of Muspell.

Run. He said with his dying breath. Run. Warn them.

 Miraculously, as if it were the Dragon of Askr’s will - you made it back to the Order of Heroes. Your skin covered in burns and all you could mutter to your Commander was one phrase: The flames... the flames....

 None of them thanked you. Few of the Heroes (mostly the Heroes who healed you) thanked you for your service, and gave their condolences for the loss of your friends. You were in your room, ordered to stay in and rest, Sakura and Wrys would come to you four times a day to tend to your burns - and try to cheer you up. They would bring friends, although you were thankful for their kindness - your heart still felt the loss of your unit... your squad, your family.

The commander came and offered her condolences and had assured you that their families have been well compensated, all Anna hoped for was for you to forgive yourself. 

Even when you’re stuck in your room trying to regain your health, you weren’t important. You knew you weren’t important. Everyone was more focused on this new Hero named Fjorm from the Kingdom of Nifl. And as always, the Summoner was praised for finding her.

The Summoner this.

The Summoner that.

The Summoner wasn’t the one fighting the battles, it was all you and your comrades. The faceless, nameless comrades who died... who were just forgotten because they weren’t Heroes.

You couldn’t help but hate the Summoner. Hate the Prince. Hate the whole Order.

None of you were important. The volunteers from Askr were not important. Even when everyone dines together in the mess hall, you all knew your place. You had your own place at the edge of the hall as the Heroes dine and laugh with the higher members such as the commander, the Summoner, and the royal siblings. There was such a wall between the normal folk and the Heroes - there finally came a time where some volunteers... left during the war with Muspell and Embla.

Because you all didn’t feel welcome in the ranks at all.

"You’re leaving too?!” You could hear Commander Anna’s reaction from across the corridors of the ancient castle. 

“I am so sorry Commander.” Your fellow comrade bowed in apology, behind the pillar you couldn’t help but listen and started thinking for yourself as well. “But even when all our goals are the same, to stop this war and protect the ones we love... I don’t feel welcome at all Ma’am. It’s not your fault or the Heroes. It’s just... I can’t keep it up anymore. I’m tired of trying to keep up with big names and we’re just... us volunteers are just nothing.”

“Are... are you all feeling this way?” The Commander’s tone was sincere. Broken. As if she was starting to question her own leadership.

“We all have... especially since (y/n) came back to us.” Your comrade admitted in complete shame. “She and her unit... her captain brought out the best in us, trained us, took care of us. But seeing their sacrifices meant nothing to the Order - what’s the point of service if we’re just going to be forgotten in the end?”

“I didn’t...” The commander was in utter shock. She couldn’t comprehend on how this was going around the volunteer members. “I wasn’t...”

“We don’t blame you ma’am. And we are grateful for the opportunity to serve Askr. We have... outlived our purpose now, ma’am. With all of these Heroes, you don’t need us anymore.” He bowed, you couldn’t help but feel his full sense of hesitation and even regret. “I’m really sorry ma’am. I wish you the best on the war effort.”

You couldn’t help but wonder if it was right. Did you truly outlive your purpose?

The following morning wasn’t better when you saw your roommate packing up their things. And you said. “You’re leaving too, huh?”

“Yeah,” your roommate casually answered as they continued to pack their belongings. “I gave my resignation to the Commander earlier. I don’t want to leave but… we’re not needed here anymore and the Order made that clear.”

“You’re a captain, what will happen to your unit?”

“My unit is leaving with me.” You looked at your roommate as they just finished packing. Giving you a smile of reassurance was all they could do for you. “It sounds like we’re ganging up on the Commander, doesn’t it?”

You were still in a state of shock. And yet, you didn’t question their decision, it was understandable. “I won’t lie… but it does… but… but why—I don’t understand.”

“Surtr is trying to attack every village he could find that doesn’t have a strong protection from the Order and the Knights. Commander Anna is doing everything in her power, we know that. King Gustav too and I know we have much more Heroes than before, and they’re a more capable bunch that us… they’ll do well.”

“What will you all do?”

Your roommate sighed. “We’re all going home to our respective villages. Muspell is playing with the Knights but they’re only defending the capital, the Order is more focused on gathering intel for the king but… even we were replaced by Heroes in that field. Protecting villages with no fighting force seems to be the most logical option. That’s what the others are doing. How ‘bout you?” Your roommate gave a wary smile. “Are you still going to stay?”

“Maybe.” You shrugged, avoiding eye contact. You didn’t know what to do. A part of you still wanted to be involved with the Order because of your beliefs but, the other part didn’t want you to say because none of you were being valued. “I’ll try to stay for a while, I won’t lie… leaving has also crossed my mind from time to time.”

Closing their suitcase, your roommate nodded. “Alright, I’ll see you in the village if you made up your mind then.”

After giving you a pat on the shoulder, you just watched your roommate leave. Things weren’t progressing as smoothly as everyone hopped for. Some of the Heroes did notice the decline of volunteer folks and you couldn’t help but wonder if this became a problem for the commander. You wondered if the Summoner or the Prince and Princess noticed it themselves. The more people left; the more Heroes were being summoned into the Order.

The mess hall was livelier than before now. With more Heroes meant more friends but, you looked around to only find almost no familiar faces that were in your circle. You realized; you were the only non-hero in the mess hall now. Everyone else left. The music, the laughter, the jokes, they were all noises for you now.

You were just one nameless soldier in a room filled with important figures.

“You haven’t touched your food (y/n), something on your mind?” You looked up to find one of the castle’s servants looking at you with concern. You didn’t realize that everyone in the mess hall was already gone, including the Commander and the Summoner.

“There is, actually.” You couldn’t help but sigh. “I’m also thinking of leaving.”

“You too?”

You smiled at that ironic question. “Yeah… me too. I guess leaving on my own free will is better than being sacked eventually. No one even noticed the decrease of numbers; the Summoner just keeps on replacing us anyway. The more Heroes they summon, who knows when the Commander will tell me to just sleep in a tent outside so they could have a room and a bed.” You joked.

The servant Dahlia sat across you, giving out a small pout. “Now, now… you know Anna wouldn’t do something like that.”

“It… just crossed my mind.” You answered honestly. “With the volunteers leaving, there would be more room in the barracks for the Heroes right? It hasn’t been even the following day and I already have a new neighbor. Maybe my comrades are right… we already outlived our purpose. Everything was simpler when Zacharias was still here.”

Dahlia just nodded. “Things were simpler when the captain was here but, he’s not anymore. Do you think Captain Zacharias would be happy seeing you all like this?”

No one knew what happened to Zacharias. Though he was close to Prince Alfonse and Princess Sharena since they were young, he used to be your unit captain. He took care all of you, trained you, scolded you, gave you wisdom – the Summoner was no replacement for him. Everyone knew that. Zacharias would want you to follow your heart. Not think of yourself a burden.

You shook your head. “Good.” Dahlia smiled. “No one can force you to stay or go, (y/n), that’s your decision to make. And if you’re leaving too well… all I can do is wish you luck on future endeavors.”

Perhaps with a bit of luck you would know what to do. But fortune frowns before you, you didn’t know what to do. For years, all you could think about was joining the Order of Heroes to do your part. To help fight and protect those who couldn’t protect themselves. The years were kind and fruitful, filled with laughter and friendship – but now they’re nothing but a shard of a memory as you walked down the cold, empty corridors of the castle.

In your room, you proceeded to write a letter. Describing your thoughts and explaining why your decision to leave the order was made. Neatly folding it, you left for the Commander’s chamber. Knowing Anna, she would still be awake by this time – after all, she was once a volunteer like you before the old man retired and chose her to be his successor.

In your mind, you rehearsed and rehearsed what you were going to say to her. How you made up your mind and will follow the decision of your former comrades. Many good soldiers came and went, and they were gone not because they were killed in the battlefield, but rather they left on their own free will.

You were about to knock, but for a single moment, you hesitated the moment you heard crying from inside.

Anna’s crying. You noted to yourself. Found yourself froze in front of the door, with your hand about to knock the door. You couldn’t do it. You wanted to. You wanted to leave. You were unhappy with what the Order has become and how you were all treated. You wondered if you were an ungrateful soul, wanting recognition for things you have done – things that any Hero would do, but because you had no name, you were nothing, you weren’t recognized.

You knew Anna was grateful, wasn’t that enough for you? Was it too much to ask for the whole Order to know the deeds you have done? The sacrifices that you had to endure? Hearing the commander cry made your heart feel even more pain than the burns on your skin.

“May I help you?” You jumped in fright, turning around to see the Summoner. “You heard the crying too, huh?”

“Yes… Summoner.” You looked down. Not wanting to look into their eyes. Even if you did, you couldn’t see them. The Summoner always wore their hood and no one has ever seen their face. Some did speculate that only members of the royal family and the commander are able to do so, but there was never any proof.

But Kiran already had an idea why you were in front of Anna’s room. “What’s that on your hand?” They asked quietly. It wasn’t stern or serious, but rather calm and worried.

“My… resignation, Summoner.”

Kiran nodded. “You’re leaving too. I see… may I ask why?”

Why?! You wanted to snap. How… how could they? After everything you and your comrades did for this Order, wasn’t it obvious why you chose to follow? But it was late and you didn’t want to cause anymore trouble for Anna. You’d be gone in the morning anyway. So, you answered. “I don’t belong here anymore, Summoner.”

The Summoner was quiet, but continued to listen to what you had to say. “I’m aware of the damages that this war has caused the kingdom. I’m also aware of the selfishness that has come to mind, thinking about myself rather than the benefit of those who need our protection. I won’t speak for my comrades who left before me – but I’m not being valued here. When a soldier leaves, a Hero takes our place right? We’re not important to this Order. Not anymore.”

“I see.” The summoner was calmer than you expected them to be. You were waiting to be scolded with the importance of duty. The Summoner was a tactician, one of the keys to the Order’s victory in so many battles. They were the Legendary Great Hero, who would ever doubt them? Who would put them in the wrong? “Here,” the summoner spoke as they offer their hand. “I’ll give it to her for you. I wish you the best.”

It was all you could hear from anyone at this point. Not all of your burns have been healed up and yet, it feels like your heart too, was also burning from the pain. You bowed in the Summoner’s presence as if they were of high importance. In this castle, you couldn’t help but wonder what the Summoner was really like behind that hood of theirs.

The Summoner never really spends time with normal troops, they were always with the Heroes. People expected Prince Alfonse to take on that role more, since he’s the crown prince but to no avail as well. He too, was also hands on with the Heroes.

You couldn’t even sleep that evening. All you could wonder was the whole impossible idea: would people still be leaving if Captain Zacharias was still in your ranks?

You found yourself packing the following morning, ignoring the rushing footsteps from outside of your room. You jumped in shock the moment the door burst opened to find Anna holding your resignation in her hand, and the Summoner calmly standing behind her. The commander was taking deep breathes, you wondered how long she actually ran. From her face alone, you knew she had a sleepless night too – the bags in her eyes were deep, stains of tears could be seen on her cheek.

But none of that mattered to her anymore, all that mattered was her proposition to you. “(y/n)!” She shouted with determination as your eyes both met. Her gaze was even burning hotter than Muspell flames. “I have a proposition for you!”

In a sense, knowing the commander for so long, a part of you already knew that she didn’t accept your resignation and is about to offer you something you can’t refuse. “Be my steward!” Anna stopped, knowing that she said the wrong words to you.

You blinked. “Forgive me commander,” you answered as you closed your luggage. “But I do not see how that will make me stay.” You were confused. What soldier would want a stewardship? You thought that they were taking you as a servant. The order doesn’t pay well, you were stuck doing side jobs just to send back money to your family back in the village.

“Ack!” Anna couldn’t help but scratch her whole head with both of her hands, letter still in hand. “I’m! I’m sorry! Those words were completely wrong! COMPLETELY WRONG! What I’m trying to say is – PLEASE STAY!” The commander clapper her hands together, bowing in front of you. This sight alone was enough to make you feel worse as it is.

You knew Anna before she became commander. All of the people who left knew her personally before she took on the burden of the Order. Even with the fancy titles and all – she was still Anna, but compared to you, Anna was more important. She had more significance. “I – I know I’m not doing my best to make you all feel welcome. Especially when Kiran had been summoning Heroes left and right increasing our numbers! But I want to make things better for everyone! So please (y/n)! Give me another chance!”

If it was their previous commander, this attitude wouldn’t stand. They respected Anna but respect wasn’t the problem, it was pure negligence.

[qtipcottonbuds]

𝘼𝙐 𝘼𝙐𝙂𝙐𝙎𝙏 '𝟮𝟮 𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙉𝙏

new event >:D, i can’t find the credited blog at the moment, but at a later date i’ll tag it here !!

DAY ONE // ART STUDENT AU

WITH KENTARO KYOTANI

DAY TWO // AVIAN AU

WITH KEIGO TAKAMI

DAY THREE // APOCALYPSE AU

WITH BAKUGOU KATSUKI

DAY FOUR //  BAKERY AU

WITH DIMITRI ALEXANDRE BLAIDDYD

DAY FIVE // BAND AU

WITH RAIHAN

DAY SIX // BLIND DATE AU

WITH SYLVAIN JOSE GAUTIER,,

DAY SEVEN // BOOK STORE AU

WITH SATAN,,

DAY EIGHT // CHOREOGRAPHER AU

WITH KAEYA

DAY NINE // COWORKER AU

WITH MAMMON,,

DAY TEN // DEAF AU

WITH BAKUGOU KATSUKI,,

DAY ELEVEN // DEMON HUNTER AU

WITH OIKAWA TOORU,,

DAY TWELVE // EX AU

WITH DILUC

DAY THIRTEEN // FIRE FIGHTER AU

WITH KIRISHIMA EIJIROU,,

DAY FOURTEEN // GARDENING AU

WITH TAMAKI AMAJIKI,,

DAY FIFTEEN // HIGH SCHOOL REUNION AU

WITH IZUKU MIDORIYA,,

DAY SIXTEEN // HOSPITAL AU

With ERASERHEAD,,

DAY SEVENTEEN // KIDNAPPER AU

WITH TOMURA SHIGARAKI,,

DAY EIGHTEEN // LIFEGUARD AU

WITH LEVIATHAN,,

DAY NINETEEN // MECHANIC AU

WITH TOJI FUSHIGURO,,

DAY TWENTY // MONSTER HUNTER AU

WITH CLAUDE VON RIEGAN,,

DAY TWENTYONE // NEIGHBOUR AU

WITH FELIX HUGO FRALDARIUS,,

DAY TWENTYTWO // OMEGAVERSE AU

WITH BAKUGOU KATSUKI,,

DAY TWENTYTHIRD // PET STORE AU

WITH SEBASTIAN,,

DAY TWENTYFOUR // ROOM MATE AU

WITH ITTO ARATAKI,,

DAY TWENTYFIVE // SCIENTIST AU

WITH KUROO TETSUROU,,

DAY TWENTYSIX // SPACE AU

WITH KENMA KOZUME,,

DAY TWENTYSEVEN // TATTOO SHOP AU

WITH UKAI KENSHIN,,

DAY TWENTYEIGHT // VAMPIRE AU

WITH LEON,,

DAY TWENTYNINE // WEREWOLF AU

WITH DIMITRI ALEXANDRE BLAIDDYD,,

DAY THIRTY // WILD WEST

WITH FATGUM,,

[rekas-writes]

Masterlist

Started: 29/11/2020

Last Updated: 24/04/2023

Total Works: 22

I am so sorry for all these tags, I just want to be seen by as many people as possible! ;u; Please do check my pinned post to see if I'm accepting requests/orders!

Key:

One-Shots - more than 1000 words, mostly around 1,500 to 2000+ (anything over 4,000 will either be posted in two parts due to Tumblr’s restrictions or on my AO3!)

Imagines/Drabbles - around or below 1000 words to be short and sweet

Headcanons - around 1000 or more words, depending on inspiration, varies the most

Read the rules before requesting, please!

↺18% ↺35% ↺67% ↺99% ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!

Valorant

One-Shots:

Chamber

Summer's Warmth and Tracing Gold - (Chamber/Male! Agent! Reader - Suggestive Fluff)

Sova

The Touchy Feely Type - (Sova/GN! Agent! Reader - Fluff)

Kinktober Day 2: Semi-Public - (Sova/GN! Agent! Reader - Smut)

Phoenix

Sickly Shenanigans - (Phoenix/GN! Agent! Reader - Fluff)

Cypher

A Malady that Dabbled in Invisibility - (Cypher/GN! Agent! Reader - Fluff)

Watching You Squirm Is The Best Part - (Cypher/GN! Agent! Reader - Smut)

Omen

Spooktober Day 2: Sweater Weather - (Omen/ FtM! Agent! Reader - Hurt/Comfort)

Neon

Be Unafraid to Be You - (Platonic! Neon/FtM! Agent! Reader)

Drabbles/Imagines:

Chamber

Late Nights - (Chamber/GN! Agent! Reader - Fluff)

You're Cold! - (Chamber/GN! Reader - Fluff)

My Worrisome Idiot - (Chamber/GN! Agent! Reader - Fluff)

Car Rides - (Chamber/GN! Implied Agent! Reader - Fluff)

Yoru

Raindrops - (Yoru/GN! Reader - Fluff)

Spooktober Day 1: Lost - (Yoru/ GN! Agent! Reader - Fluff/Thriller)

Headcanons:

Valorant Protocol

Overcoming Fear and Terror - (Platonic! Everyone/Male! Agent + Radiant! Reader - Fluff)

Finding Your Voice <Overcoming Fear and Terror Pt 2> - (Platonic! Everyone/Male! Agent + Radiant! Reader - Fluff)

Happy Birthday, Y/N! - (Platonic! Everyone/GN! Agent! Reader - Fluff)

From the Crimson Chrysalis - (Platonic! Everyone/Male! Agent + Radiant! Reader - Fluff)

Valorant Agents and Their Fast Food Sins - (Implied! Individual Agent Neon, Killjoy, Raze, Jett, Chamber, Harbor, Sage, Reyna, Viper, Phoenix, Yoru/GN! Reader) - Separate relationships but more focused on the agent themself than interactions with reader

Series:

Valorant Protocol

Overcoming Fear and Terror - (Platonic! Everyone/Male! Agent + Radiant! Reader - Fluff) -> Finding Your Voice - (Platonic! Everyone/Male! Agent + Radiant! Reader - Fluff)

Rainbow Six Siege

One-Shots:

Smoke

Kinktober Day 1: Claiming - (Smoke/GN! Operator! Reader - Smut)

Drabbles/Imagines:

Mute

Stay with Me - (Mute/GN! Operator! Reader - Fluff)

Headcanons/Bullet Points:

Series:

Pokémon (Gen 1 - 8)

One-Shots:

Drabbles/Imagines:

Headcanons:

Series:

Fire Emblem: Three Houses/Three Hopes

One-Shots:

Drabbles/Imagines:

Yuri Leclerc

Blurring Happiness - (Modern AU! Alpha! Yuri/Omega! + M! Reader - Smut)

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Fire Emblem: Heroes

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Apex Legends

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The Shaky Section aka: I’m still wobbly writing for this, please forgive me if certain things are wrong

LoZ: Breath of The Wild 

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Hades

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[silversouls]

shake it out. (male! corrin x reader)

song that inspired this writing:

shake it out - florence + the machine

mod ninten: hello!! i just want to say this fic is based off my intrusive thoughts/memories i’ve been experiencing this week (least i got a nintendo switch two days ago!) i also want to say due to my mental health, i will not be posting on here until my mental health is stable, and i don’t know when that will happen. sorry for the inconvenience :0(

 this fic can be read as romantic or platonic!

you sat in bed, negative emotions reigning complete control in your mind. no what you did in hopes of gaining clarity, your thoughts would trail like a shadow. the night falls, the sun rises; you felt like you could never escape this prison in your mind. feeling this can’t be solved on your own, you seek out the hoshidan prince.

you fixed yourself to the best of your ability, trying to put a smile on your face to not concern other heroes. eventually you found corrin in library reading. you tapped corrin on the shoulder, quietly saying his name. “i need your help with something.” corrin jumped in surprise, but relaxed realizing it was you. “oh, it’s just you summoner. what could you need?”

you looked at him, a saddened look on your face. “i’ll tell you when we get somewhere where there’s no people.”

“oh o-“ before corrin could finish his sentence, he was dragged out the library by your hand.

you both made it to your quarters, swiftly closing the door behind you. “i need...i need you to help me.” corrin held a concerned look on his face, slowly moving towards your figure. “with what?” before he could prepare, you launched yourself onto him, tears flooding. “m-my thoughts are bothering m-me.” you hiccuped. “please corrin, p-please help me forget t-them.”

corrin was perplexed. he never really went through something like this; he would just shrug and move on. but you were a dear friend of his; no matter what, he wouldn’t leave you in such a broken state.

“i’ll help you through this.” corrin hugged you until your sobs quieted down.

he let go softly, giving you space to rub your eyes.

“t-thank you, corrin.” “i really appreciate it.” a sad yet happy smile graced your face.

“of course, summoner.” he smiled back. “anything for you.”

as the days passed even since that fateful day, corrin would accompany you wherever you went. if you needed someone near you, he would sleep near you. if you asked if you could help him, he’d give you things to do help get your mind of those bad thoughts. if you wanted a hug, he’d wrap you up in his cape, embracing you.

“hey corrin?” you asked, watching him put his book down. “yes?” he smiled at you. “thank you for everything, i really mean it. i really feel like i can move on.”

“i’m glad everything’s alright. i know it can be hard when bad thoughts and memories come to haunt you again, but i know you can come out stronger.”

you embraced him, eyes closing as you rested your head on his chest.

corrin blushed, but nevertheless embraced you back.

“of course, summoner.”

[victim-on-main]

Can I get some yandere alfonse x reader. He is from fire emblem heroes!

Yes, he’s probably my favorite character from Fire Emblem Heroes! I hope you enjoy what I wrote- once again, I meant to keep it short, but got a bit carried away!

Yandere Alfonse X Reader:

You’re pacing around the castle that day, full of anxious energy. Initially after you arrived, you’d been out in the field a lot more, working directly with the Heroes, telling them what to do and where to go during battles. More recently, though, you’d been left behind more and more. Privately, you worried that it was because they’d finally realized that you weren’t the strategist that everyone here needed you to be. You worried that maybe they thought less of you, now, the more that they’d seen of you, even though you thought you’d been doing alright.

The walls of the castle were starting to feel claustrophobic. It had seemed so big when you first arrived, but now that you’d had time to adjust, and especially now that you’d had more time to spend wandering the building, it felt smaller and familiar. Stone walls that seemed to equally protect and trap you.

A group of heroes had gone out a week ago, led by Alfonse, and they were supposed to return today- but the Sun was beginning to set, and they hadn’t returned yet. You were only growing more anxious as the time went on- you didn’t know what you would do, if something happened to Alfonse. Not only was he your friend, but he was one of the only hopes you had of ever getting home.

As you watched the Sun dip below the horizon, you made a decision- you’d ride out to meet them. If everything was alright, they should be close anyway, right? You wouldn’t have to go too far. And you’d been cooped up so long anyway- it would be nice to get some fresh air. And if everything wasn’t alright-

Well, you weren’t helping anyone by waiting around here.

You were lucky. You didn’t run into anyone on your way out to the stables- you’d been stopped by guards before, when you’d tried to leave in the past. It didn’t take you long to find the horse you’d ridden on in the past when you’d gone out with Alfonse and the other Heroes. A calm Appaloosa the stable hand had told you was named Lucy. She regards you as you walk in with steady eyes. You approach her slowly, making sure she sees you coming, before reaching out to stroke her head. You’d missed her- before you came here, you’d never ridden a horse in your life, but you’d taken to it easily. It helped that Lucy was, by nature, a very docile horse.

It takes you a minute, but eventually you manage to clumsily saddle and mount her, spurring her on to outside the stable. The shadows are long by the time you head out, covering the ground in a haze of darkness. Lucy moves slowly at first, hesitantly, before gaining more confidence and speeding up, at your urging.

You’d follow the main path, you decided. That’s the way they would be coming back, you thought, so if you headed up that way you should run into them. If you didn’t run into them soon, you’d know there was a problem.

Lucy’s steps are more confident on the stones of the main path, and you manage to encourage her into a trot. The night is peaceful, and in some ways, that soothes you. In the quiet of the darkness, the only sounds were of the chirping insects, singing quietly in the fields and trees around you and scattering as you rode through. The rhythmic clapping of Lucy’s hooves against the stone path is the loudest sound. On a peaceful night like this, it was difficult to imagine that anything bad could have happened. Could happen.

Time passes, and the last of the light fades from the sky, the many stars becoming visible above. More stars than you ever got to see back home- there was no light pollution out here to obscure them. Even though you still haven’t found Alfonse, you find yourself relaxing almost unconsciously.

Which is probably why you don’t see what happens next.

Lucy rears back with a loud cry, away from something unseen in front of the two of you, and you scramble for purchase to avoid being bucked off, wrapping your arms around her neck. Your heart is racing, and dimly, over the pounding in your ears, you think you hear someone shouting something.

Before you can make anything out, Lucy rockets off. You see someone dive out of the way to the side as she bolts down the path in the direction you were heading, and it’s all you can do just to hold on. There’s more commotion from behind you but it fades away quickly as the two of you barrel down the path. You can’t stop her, or slow her down- you can’t even let go of your hold on her neck, for fear of falling off.

Eventually she slows down on her own, snorting, and you sit up with a shaky breath. You’re far from where you started, and you hope that you’ve put enough distance between you and whoever attacked you that you’ll be safe for a while. You listen, but you don’t hear anything. You try to look around, but it’s hard to see anything through the darkness. You lean down to pat Lucy’s side, trying to calm her down. Your hand feels sticky when you pull it back, and after a few sickening moments, you realize- it’s blood.

If Lucy got hurt because of you…

You swing your left leg over the saddle, dismounting carefully, but as your legs hit the ground you crumple as a sharp pain runs through your side. You grab your side instinctively, only to cry out in pain as your hand slices against something sharp protruding from your abdomen.

Dimly, you realize that the blood on your hand was probably your own.

Besides you, you hear Lucy snort nervously, stomping her hooves anxiously, but she doesn’t budge from your side.

It doesn’t hurt too bad when you lie still- you think that’s the adrenaline. But every time you try to sit up bolts of pain shoot through you, sending you back to the ground.

You try not to panic as you lie there on the cold stone. You can’t die here. You can’t. You don’t know if the people who attacked you are following. And you don’t know how long you can lie here bleeding.

You’re lying there for a while before you hear the sound of more hooves on the pavement, coming your way. You close your eyes. You still can’t move.

The hoofbeats stop close to you, and dread wells up in your chest, battling with the growing pain in your side. You hear what sounds like someone dismounting, but everything sounds like it’s happening at a distance, like you’re underwater.

When you open your eyes, someone is kneeling over you, looking down at your face. You hear them gasp. “It’s Y/N… they’re injured,” a hand moves towards your wound, and you cry out involuntarily in pain, causing them to jerk back. “They’ve been shot.”

You recognize the person’s voice, suddenly. Shareena. You relax. You’re safe.

Another rider dismounts hurriedly, making their way to your side. “Y/N?” Alfonse’s face floats into view, blurry. His voice is panicked. “What are you doing out of the castle? What happened?”

You open your mouth to respond, but all that comes out is a weak cough. Alfonse turns away from you, calling out to someone, and before long someone else is beside you, joining the small crowd. “Hold them down,” you hear the new person say, and Alfonse’s hands are placed on your shoulders before you can ask what’s going on, and-

You scream as pain knifes through you, thrashing and bucking against the hands holding you down. The third person, just a silhouette in the darkness, holds something in one of their hands- an arrow. It’s dripping with blood.

Before long you tire yourself out, and you fall limply against the ground as you see the person place the arrow to the ground before picking up a staff. Alfonse strokes your hair murmuring soothingly. “It’s okay, Y/N, you’re going to be okay, you’re doing so well. Just be brave for a little while longer. We’re going to get you home.”

The staff glows in the darkness, briefly illuminating the scene. You don’t recognize the person healing you, but before long the worst of the pain is draining.

“That’s the best I can do for now,” the healer mutters as they look at your wound. “It’s not one hundred percent, but they’ll be stable until we get them back to the castle.”

Alfonse sighs, tension visibly slipping from his shoulders. “Thank you.” You feel him shift next to you, slipping his arms under you and picking you up, pressing you to his chest as he stands. He’s careful to avoid touching your wound. “Shareena, can you guide their horse back to the castle?”

“I’ve got it,” she responds, heading back over to her own horse and climbing on. She takes Lucy’s reigns in her hands as she passes and begins leading her back in the direction of the castle.

Alfonse walks back to where his horse waits, still holding you strongly in his arms as you cling on to him. He pauses when he reaches his horse, before reluctantly passing you to the healer and climbing on, reaching out and taking you from the other person’s arms once he’s in the saddle. He sits you so that you’re curled against his chest.

“Are you comfortable?” he asks.

You push closer to him, shaking, though from cold or adrenaline you’re not sure. “Cold,” you manage to get out through chattering teeth.

He reaches around and grabs his cape, pulling it around himself and wrapping it around you. It helps keep the cold out somewhat, and he keeps one arm wrapped around you while the other grabs the reigns, keeping you pinned securely against him.

Alfonse spurs his horse forward, and you start moving back in the direction of the castle, slowly. The bouncing of the horse sends little jolts of pain through your wound, and you whimper helplessly. The arm around you tightens.

You travel like that for a time in silence. It’s Alfonse that finally speaks, voice tense as he breaks the quiet that’s settled between the two of you. “Why did you leave the castle, Y/N?”

You shift uneasily. Something feels wrong about this, but you can’t quite put your finger on what. “I was… worried about you. All of you. You weren’t back yet, and I thought something might have happened…”

He sighs, seeming to relax some, his tone shifting to one of gentle chastisement. “And you thought to launch a one person rescue attempt?”

“Would I have been allowed to come with any other rescues?” You bite back, bitterness at the past months of being trapped in the castle welling to the surface.

He strokes your arm soothingly, and you try, unsuccessfully, to jerk away from him, aggravating your wound in the process. You cry out softly, and Alfonse frowns at you.

“Y/N, you need to be still. You could reopen your wound if you’re not careful.” He’s still speaking to you in that same tone of gentle chastisement, as though explaining to a child that what they’ve done is wrong, and it’s starting to frustrate you. “You need to stay in the castle. I keep you there for your own safety.”

“You keep me there?” You answer incredulously. “You’re the reason I haven’t been allowed out for the past two months?” You’d suspected as much, but having it confirmed sends chills down your spine.

“And the first time you do leave, you wind up critically wounded and helpless,” he points out. “What do you think would have happened if we hadn’t shown up in time, Y/N?” His grip on you tightens even more, even painfully so. “You don’t leave the castle because you’re not a warrior. You’re safest there.”

You want to argue, to protest somehow, but you’re so tired- the events of the night are finally catching up to you. You sink against him silently, and let yourself start to drift off as the ride continues.

When you drift back into consciousness sometime later you’re off the horse and back in Alfonse’s arms as he walks back into the entrance of the castle. You press your face into his neck as he enters, shielding your eyes from the warm light of the fires inside the entrance. He makes a noise you can’t decipher as you nuzzle into his neck.

“Who was on guard here this evening?” You hear him ask someone. You hear them answer, but you can’t make out their exact words.

Alfonse’s tone is clipped as he answers. “I want to see him first thing tomorrow morning.”

A muffled “Yes, sir,” is the reply, and then you’re moving again.

Eventually you hear the sound of a door opening and closing behind you, and then the rustling of sheets. You’re laid down on a bed, and are awake just long enough to feel yourself being tucked in before you slip away again.

The next time you wake up, the room is still dark, the only light coming from the flickering fireplace in the corner. It takes you a moment to recognize the room you’re in- it’s not your own. It comes to you eventually though- it’s Alfonse’s room. You’ve been here a few times over the months, usually working on battle plans, or asking about any progress on getting you a way home.

The bed dips beside you as Alfonse sits down, leaning over and pressing a kiss to your forehead. If you’d been more awake, you might have blushed. He smiles at you fondly.

“The medics say that you’re going to be fine, Y/N, but you need to get some rest.” He takes a deep breath. “I was so worried about you, you know?” He brushes a stray hair off your forehead. “You have to promise me that you’ll never do something so reckless again.”

“I promise,” you croak without even thinking, earning you a smile in response.

He leans in close again and presses another kiss to your forehead, lingering this time, before moving on, leaving kisses on your cheeks, your nose, and this time, you do blush.

He lingers a moment longer before pulling back, standing up with clear reluctance. “Go back to sleep, my angel. I’ll be back by the time you wake up, I promise.”

He walks out of the room, and you’re already back asleep by the time the door shuts behind him.

If you’d managed to stay awake just a moment longer, you might have heard the quiet clicking of a lock just after the door shuts.

But as it is, that’s a discovery for later.

[mlmdarkfiction]

Hey there, Can I get a Yandere!Ike headcanon? (I really like your blog btw.)

Thank you! Also Apologies, I decided to go with Reader being the Summoner and this being specifically about the Day of Devotion ceremony/festival if only because I was struggling to write these and my mind kept going back to that.

 Ike doesn’t normally consider himself to be a jealous person

But he justifies his jealousy as worry

After all Ike is someone who has lost a lot, the last thing he wants is to lose anyone else important to him.

There’s something deeply troubling to him when he sees you continuously summoning.

You have him already don’t you?

What else could you possibly need.

When the actual day of the festival comes Ike refuses to leave your side.

There are so many well dressed heroes around, all with gifts to give to their beloved.

He’s going to keep them all away from you.

Mist and Soren both notice his odd behavior, wanting for him to join the festivities with them, but he is steadfast in his mission.

The only time Ike leaves your side is to retrieve your gift, something he made himself to show you his devotion on the day made just for such declarations

But his blood practically boils when he returns to see you conversing politely with the Black Knight

Ragnell may be decorated just like everything else at the festival, but it’s still a usable weapon, something the Black Knight will quickly come to know.

[threbony-art]

I’m not all that used to writing one shots or whatever you want to call them, but I really enjoyed writing this, and I hope you enjoy it too! Also sorry it’s a little late. It’s a male Grima x reader for @alouvr as a Cupid’s Arrow gift! Also, a big thanks to @fire-emblem-drabbles and @imaginesforfe for hosting this!

             The weather was warmer and sunnier that day than it had been the week prior, small clouds speckling the otherwise clear sky. Warm sunny skies meant that the flowers would be opening themselves up after their week-long slumber. It was the perfect time to make flower crowns to decorate the heroes’ heads. Specifically, a certain grumpy dragon’s head. With that idea set in your mind, you made your way down to the castle’s garden, a small excited skip in your step. As you stepped outside, you were met with a gentle breeze caressing your face and the sun shining down on your shoulders; a comfortable, warm day. Taking off your shoes, you left them by the door before walking off the paved path and into the grass, on the hunt for the perfect flowers. It wasn’t long before you saw them; in a pond a few paces away was a cluster of lotus flowers, ranging from a pure white to a hot pink. Taking off your white cloak, you fold it up and place it in the grass before walking over to and kneeling by the water’s edge. The water was refreshingly cool against your skin as you stuck your arms in, not having been in the sun long enough to warm up. After picking a few of the flowers, you took a few steps back and sat down in the grass near your cloak. Picking up the first few flowers, you began to weave them together, making sure there were all spaced out evenly. It wasn’t until you were just about finished with the crown when someone approached you from behind.

             “Worm,” a stern male voice called you. You already knew it was Grima, but still swiveled your head around to face him anyway. “What are you doing? I have been looking for you.” His arms were crossed, and he had a scowl on his face, but that didn’t deter you one bit.

             “Come here, and I’ll show you,” you said smiling at him, patting the ground next to you for him to sit down. He let out a small irked huff before complying, plopping himself down next to you. You quickly finished weaving together the last bit of the flower crown before holding it up for him to see. “Since it was nice out today, I wanted to make a flower crown.”

             He leaned down a little, scrutinizing the lotus crown before shifting his gaze up to you, his eyes mixed with some confusion, but mostly curiosity. “Why?” Only a hint of curiosity leaked into his voice, so little that you would miss it if you weren’t looking for it.

             “Well…” You trailed off, not quite sure how to explain that you had made it specifically for him. “For this,” you placed the flower crown on his head causing him to flinch, but he remained still as you adjusted it. Leaning back, he looked ethereal and delicate in a way unlike you had ever seen before. His face held a look of slight surprise, but his body remained stiff and tense. “It looks great on you,” you said with a smile of pure adoration for the dragon, reaching up to try and ruffle his hair without messing up the crown to try to get him relaxed.

             His hair was softer than you expected, your mouth slightly gaping in awe of its silky-soft texture. You lost yourself in its feel, running your fingers through his hair repeatedly. And then you heard a faint rumbling, too quiet to discern at first, but it continued to grow louder as you ran your fingers through Grima’s hair. It was purring. Grima, the great fell dragon himself, was purring. It was still quite faint; you were sure that if it weren’t just the two of you out here, so close to one another, you wouldn’t have heard it in the first place.

             “Are you… purring?” you asked, still in a bit of disbelief, allowing your hand to stop its ministrations.

             His cheeks were dusted pink but grew even more so when you pointed out his purring. “I am not! To think the fell dragon would purr, you are truly foolish, summoner,” he quickly spat out, but the way his head leaned into your stopped hand in hopes of getting it to move again showed that he very much enjoyed your touch.

             You gently scratched at his scalp, and he practically melted in your hands, his purring coming back full force. “What I’m hearing says otherwise, Grima,” you giggled, watching his ears turn pink. Accidentally, you knocked off the flower crown you had placed on his head, and went to pick it up, but Grima got to it before you did. “Grima, what are you—" you were cut off as he placed the flower crown messily onto your head. Looking up, you saw him facing away from you and towards the pond, ears still tinted red.

             “It looks better on you, (y/n),” he muttered under his breath.

             Your lips unconsciously turned up into a large, sincere smile. Scooching a little closer, you gently laid your head on his shoulder, feeling him tense up at first before quickly relaxing. He was warm and you could feel some stray strands of his hair tickling the top of your forehead. It didn’t take long for him to give in to his own feelings and wrap and arm around your waist, pulling you closer. In that moment, you couldn’t think of anything besides how perfect it was. You almost could have sworn you heard an impossibly small “I love you,” come from the dragon beside you.

[villainousfe]

Idk if it’s still open or not for the book 3 villains, but can I have some nsfw headcannons for Fir?

I read this wrong and fucked up but i was confused by "fir" aaa is fir a unit in book 3 ? Is there a fir? Im stupid i uninstalled feh because i got frustrated im sorry... But uhm. I did lif im sorry hhhh (mod hiro is a dummy and always read things wrong... Yell at me if i messed it up anon)

Oh my god i keep messing up im sorry

How have you guys been though? Good I hope.. 💕

[summoner-peachy]

Well, looks like tumblr ate my ask, so..... Maybe some horse riding fjorm x a male Hel!summoner that wields blue magic and rides a wyvern. That too specific? Sorry if it is.

a/n: here you go! sorry for the delay in getting this out and sorry if i messed up with what you asked for in your request. i tried so hopefully these headcanons are alright! 

The bond between the two of you is surprising to other’s as you are one of Hel’s Summoners, a mage that also happens to wield blue magic and a capable wyvern rider. 

Yet you manage to get along nicely with Fjorm, taking a shine to the Princess and the two of you becoming friends in what it felt like to others in the blink of an eye. 

The two of you take to teaching the other how to ride a horse and wyvern. Giving the other pointers when practicing and laughing whenever something funny that either of you finds funny is said. 

The two of you can also often be found in the training area practicing with the other’s weapon. Though there’s a very obvious difference in ability and skills with what the two of you are able to do with ease. 

[gusherfruitsnack]

M!Robin x Summoner!Reader rank C headcanons

Some hcs for if a M!Robin and the reader reached rank C in summoner support. Heavily based off of the interactions in Fire Emblem Heroes, just with a few extra things. It's unprompted but I wanted to post something as FEH just gave me waves of inspiration!

~Snack

Most of your nights already consisted of settling down in the castle’s library and scratching notes on parchment of the heroes you’ve summoned, allies they’ve mentioned in passing, but more importantly, any information you were able to gather about the opposing forces. Now, however, you find yourself to have some company while doing so.

It hadn’t been long after you first summoned Robin, that he and you began to bond over long sessions of strategic planning. It started with him offering to help you lighten your own workload, to the two of you tag teaming theoretical expeditions, but several events happened prior to that arrangement. There weren’t as many heroes before Robin found himself inside the stone fortress, so you insisted on doing the planning alone, wanting what few heroes you had to train in the tower as much as they could. Being the sole tactician was proving to be strenuous over time, but even then you were not quick to accept his aid. To get around your stubbornness he would, in his words, ”just happen to be exactly where you are while you are working. The library is for everyone to use you know.” He would say while leaning over your shoulder, behind the chair you were slouching in, just to add, “oh, and in that scenario, if you placed me there instead, I could easily take him down.”

It was nice having a lighthearted, albeit teasing interaction, but if that was not enough to open your eyes, he would certainly argue that two sets of them would work far more efficiently than one that’s clearly overworked, trying to solve the same scenario using no differing strategies, fifty times over. As much as you hated to admit it, he had a point. Eventually, if you kept this up, you’d collapse from exhaustion, or just generally break down from the stress of it all. After one more comment from him, that’s exactly what you found yourself doing.

“I have no memories from before the time I met Chrom. But I still have a fine mind for tactics. Oh, you too? How intriguing.” To most, it might seem out of the blue, but that was the last push you needed to realize your own distress. Torn from your friends, your family, your life as a whole, to be thrown to the wolves in a war-torn fantasy world where people STILL used swords and to make things even more hard to grasp, here they also rode on DRAGONS. 

Hell, it turns out according to what Anna said, some heroes ARE dragons. After listening to your venting, Robin seemed to understand your feelings, being more mindful when around you. He was patient, eyeing you as your breathing started to slow, gathering his own thoughts. Sure he was taken from his world, but it was still the same reality, it abided by the laws he learnt when at Chrom’s side. “...(Y/N), please...sit down...” He gestured to the chair you had gotten out of in the heat of the moment, his words bringing you back to reality. Talking to him like this, it helped you through a lot, even if he had no idea what a car, cellphone or karaoke was, he still listened.

It took some time, but after calming down you figured you reached the route of the problem. Robin would assure you that everyone there believes in you but more importantly, would do whatever they could to protect you. You weren’t alone in this, there wasn’t a reason to hide away and handle it all yourself.

The feeling in the room shifted to being rather light-hearted, him taking your mind off of things for a while. From talking about Anna’s latest money-making scheme that failed miserably, or Alfonse’s mishap with a scarecrow that Sharena strategically placed in his room, to how Alfonse compared the two of you. “Well you're both tacticians, you wear an ominous cloak and have little to no memory of your past. He mentioned this not even a week after Robin’s arrival, bringing it up when he had seen the two of you working closely to determine Veronica’s next move. Robin and you chuckled over the memory, gesturing to how still to this day you chose to wear the garb in question.

You remembered that Sharena had picked up on how in sync the two of you were, saying something along the lines of, “it’s not just about the whole planning thing, it’s like at this point you don’t even exchange words you just know. You know what the other is thinking without even trying.” To which Anna added in passing that if it weren’t for the fact that you couldn’t fight, Robin and you would make a pretty good team.

That was enough to spark something in Robin. He set down his tome on the table immediately, grasping your attention. “Anna’s right.” You looked at him curiously, the cloak covering your features, but the tilt of your head gave it away. “She was right about...what exactly?” You weren’t sure if this was about being a great team or... disappointed that you, the summoner, were not capable of fighting in this domain. That was until he got up from his seat and leaned closer to you from across the table. “We make an undeniably good team (Y/N), which had me thinking. Some of the heroes who fight day to day together, they’ve started supporting each other...and so...” He paused briefly, gauging your current reaction and continued. “(Y/N), will you support me? And allow me to support you.” You had to take a minute to reflect on what it was he was asking you to do, after all, you were the summoner, someone with no weapons on hand. “Robin I...You know that I can’t fight, so then how would this hel-” Without letting you come up with your own conclusion he picked up where he left off. “(Y/N), you being there by my side, that’s enough for me. I promise. With you there the expeditions will be twice as successful, we may be able to free other heroes from their contracts. I know that with your support, I will be a better tactician.”

Although it was unheard of, as you’ve never personally supported a hero before, you agreed. This would help the both of you, and in turn, your army. You couldn’t wait to start the next day by Robin’s side, helping him find tomes in the library that could be of use and observing him train in the tower, owning his skills as both a mage and as a tactician.

Author's note!

So long story short as to why this took forever to post, I ended up breaking my phone which had the whole thing on it. This includes being unable to play the game as well. I’m currently working on getting that on my laptop instead so I can still play because dammit, I finally got Robin, not gonna let that go to waste.

Robin is one of my favorites (along with countless other characters, FE doesn’t have a shortage of them), but I’m still new to the series as a whole imo.

Also funny thing, I’m not summoner supporting M!Robin, it’s actually a different character. However, one of my best friends is supporting Robin and sends me screenshots. It was so cute I just couldn’t not write something!