#hrid imagines

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Day 4: Dirt (and Imitation)

I realized while coloring the Muspell sisters that Hrid canonically has a grimy phase in book 2 so. Here we are. Two ways to handle a sibling covered in dirt. (care for them or insult them)

[writingafterdusk]

hrid x gn!reader hurt/comfort blurb

prompt: kissing their bruises and scars

note: i love him

“you have to be more careful…”

your voice is as gentle as your hands as you patch up your lover. his skin is ice cold to your touch, your hands carefully bandage the latest injury he’s achieved on behalf of the order.

you wish you didn’t have to ask him to fight. he’s fought for his home and his family for so long already - if anyone deserves a break, it’s hrid.

“my apologies,” he says, watching as you tend to him. he’s vulnerable like this and it might be the first time he’s let himself be treated by another since the war started. “the last thing I wanted was to pile more onto your plate.”

you shake your head, pausing your work to look at him. “no, that’s not it at all,” you say. “it doesn’t matter how much work i have - my burden will never compare to yours, hrid. you’ve lost so much… if even a little thing like this can ease that burden, i’m glad to do it.”

without thinking, you lower your head to his shoulder, leaving a soft kiss on a bruise left from the battle earlier that day. you hear hrid suck in a breath and you worry that you hurt him for a mere moment before his arms wrap around you, holding you close, keeping you near him.

“thank you,” he whispers. “but you needn’t worry about me. i would defeat any foe if it meant we could one day live a peaceful life together…”

a few years and many battles later, the two of you make promises anew as you swear to have each other forever. the possibility of a peaceful life with hrid has finally borne fruit, and it tastes of a bright future.

[felikatze]

GRIMA IN MY FRIENDS LIST??

[leaf-storm-lurking]

FEH OCs Part 2 out of ???

Disclaimer: I am going off of my memory, so I will probably miss or misremember several things. This time we're going through the characters introduced in Book 2 (and a little more).

Fjorm: I think she's alright, she apparently has a burning hatred for Sutr, but I never got that vibe from her. Also, it took like 3 years for Nifl to claim her life as she did the rite of ice. Which is weird, but at least it got addressed.

Gunnthra: Fjorm's big sis and she's dead. I think a lot of people forget that part, just like I forgot a lot of her character. Girl deserves to be in some forging bonds, she hasn't been in one since the event dedicated to the Nifl Royal family.

Hrid: Same as Gunnthra, except he's not dead and is ruling Nifl. I feel he could use some more alts or forging bonds events. Also, he tried 1v1 Sutr, but it didn't work out. A for effort though.

Ylgr: I like the kid, she's thrilled to be a hero and go on adventures with her siblings. I also like her relationship with Helbindi, it's the typical tough guy and wide-eyed kid, but it's cute. Also, her weapon is called Sylgr and I find that amusing.

Laegjarn: Caught my attention with her relationship with Laevatain. Gotta enjoy sisterly bonds and all that stuff. Although, I don't understand why she and Fjorm are friends. They barely knew each other and were on opposite sides, then she died and was forced to fight for Muspell. Not a lot of opportunities for meaningful conversation unless it's off-screen.

Laevatain: Imagine being named after the sword you wield, Sutr is a shitty parent, but that's not news. She's reliant on Laegjarn for strategy and planning, but her sister is dead and she is in charge of Muspell. I worry for her.

Helbindi: I feel bad for the dude, he lost his village and sister, and then dies protecting Veronica and Ylgr. One of his castle lines mentions that he doesn't feel he belongs here. Anyways, Duo hero with either Ylgr or Mustafa for him.

Sutr: Generic evil fire guy, and that's fine. He has a kickass design and that one speech where he talks about burning people alive. Kinda disappointed he's not in Book 3 considering there was a xenologue where we got to see Sutr in Hel.

Loki: How are you not a Legendary/Mythic Hero? YOUR SISTER IS ONE. Not crazy about her design though. Also, I'm expecting her to kill the Summoner (Norse mythology is the basis for that claim). Nifl: I don't like her design, it doesn't feel wintery enough to me. Although, I would like to know more about her first love and see her pre-muspellruinedmylife.

Muspell: Not crazy about his design either, his Flame Tribe alt is great though. He doesn't feel as intimidating as Sutr, which is a bit sad. I would like to see him and Nifl singing Snow Miser vs Heat Miser.

[sword-symphonia]

I'd like to provide reasons for everyone here as to why or why not I think they're fuckable;

Alfonse- fuckable-ish, but I can't imagine him appreciating the compliment

Gustav- does the fucking. That man bottoms for nobody. Not even his wife.

Askr- listen, I know he's a god and easily could've just spawned a daughter into existence, but i think it's way funnier to imagine him getting jiggy with it. Askr is fuckable. The fuckablest, if you will.

I am in fact alluding he gave birth.

Bruno- too busy sorting out copious amounts of trauma for shagging. Plus his colour palette makes the ace flag

Elm-baby boy. Baby. That is my son.

Hrid-oh he's fuckable. Oh he's soooo fuckable. Not as much as Askr, but I wouldn't be too distraught if he won over him. See those eyes? Hrid fucks.

Muspell-I don't know if the fire has an off switch and I like my men non-immolated. Please do not fuck Muspell.

Surtr- war criminal. No.

Helbindi- I don't see it, but my boyfriend does. He seems like a nice enough fella, so I give him a solid six on the fuckability scale.

Thanks for watching smash the like button

FEH Qualifier 5

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[one-night-story]

Heart of a Man (Hríd)

A/N: Y’know, I wish I had like... an excuse or something but the truth is that uni ended and I didn’t wanna write anything, then I started the project, and now I’m addicted to Fire Emblem Heroes, because of @lunalove25 so now all of you must suffer with me as I drown in both my inability to deal with not having affection 24/7 and possibly wrestling with my identity. Meet my Summonersona (yup that’s what I’m calling them) Summoner River. (’cause both my actual Summoner name and my name are already characters in different fandoms)

River was sitting on a hill. Alone. They didn’t mind, prefered it even. Breidablik was laying next to them and they were staring out at the valley away from camp. River needed a break, more accurately they needed a nap. But everytime they went to lay down and take one, they were ripped away and in need to do something. So seeking solitude was as close as they were going to get.

“Mind if I join you?” A male voice asked. River looked over their shoulder and found Hríd looking at them with a hint of pensive energy bleeding into his usual stoic expression. He was standing just a bit behind them, so had River decided to have said “no” he could leave without much fuss. But River nodded and looked back down at their hands. They had summoned Hríd a week ago and always found themselves at ease in his presence. They were close, but he didn’t call them Rio yet. Hríd nodded and wandered the rest of the way. Promptly sitting down, adjusting his sword, and then laying out so his head fell into River’s lap. River chuckled slightly, they hadn’t made it secret that with very few exceptions they were open to affection. Hríd was just such a stoic figure in their mind that they found it surprising that he of all people would take them up on the offer.

“Comfy?” River asked. Hríd let out a light chuckle.

“Very.” He replied. River smiled and let one of their hands start to play with Hríd’s hair. They were slightly surprised when he leaned into their touch. So River continued, letting their fingers stroke the strands, occassionally twisting them and allowing the fingers to take their sweet time. “Rumor around camp is that you’re quite the singer.” Hríd said.

“I wouldn’t say that, Azura and Shigure are far better,” River said. 

“I believe you’re just being moddest River. And even if that is the case, I’d like to decide myself.” Hríd said. River sighed and lean into the tree a bit, still letting their fingers play with strands of his hair. 

“Fine,” River remarked. “For you, prince.” They added. It took them a second to decide as Hríd looked up at them expectantly. River smiled softly and settled on something.

“Heavy and hard is the heart of the king. King of iron, king of steel. The heart of the king loves everything like the hammer loves the nail.” They started and immediately Hríd was transfixed. River wasn’t even looking at them, instead focusing on something in the distance, but Hríd still watched.

“But the heart of a man is a simple one. Small and soft, flesh and blood. And all that it loves is a woman, a woman is all that it loves. And Hades is king of the scythe and the sword. He covers the world in the color of rust. He scrapes the sky and scars the earth. And he comes down heavy and hard on us.” River sang. Occasionally, their glance fell to Hríd, who sometimes had his eyes closed, but other times was looking up at River with such a sense of fondness it almost hurt them to know that they might have to leave all of this one day. 

"But even that hardest of hearts unhardened, suddenly, when he saw her there, Persephone in her mother’s garden. Sun on her shoulders, wind in her hair,” River found themselves swaying at this line, something they always did when they sung that line in particular. “The smell of the flowers she held in her hand. And the pollen that fell from her finger tips.” They finally fully looked down at Hríd and smiled. “And suddenly Hades was only a man, with the taste of nectar upon his lips, singing la, la la, la, la, la, la, la.” River trailed off as they continued to play with Hríd’s hair, now swaying just a bit more.

“Now I’m certain you were being modest.” Hríd remarked from his spot. River looked down and smiled just a little.

“Thanks. I don’t do it for other people very often, it’s just something that occupies my time on occasion.” They said. “Gives me comfort sometimes, like when my brain’s over run and I can barely think straight… it gives me something to focus on.”

“What does the song mean though?” Hríd asked. River smiled and thought of the best way to describe their mythology to a man who is in the process of helping them kill a god. 

“It’s from an album that tells the story of a man who’s a musician and one day, his fiancé is tricked into dying. So he goes to the underworld to get her back. The song is the musician appealing to the king of the realm that he was once the same way the musician was once and nothing but time really separates their ordeals.” River explained. Hríd nodded but still looked at them. 

“How does it end?” He asked. River chuckled.

“The king of the Underworld allows the musician to take his wife back, if and only if, he believes and trust her enough to follow him without having to look back. If he is to look back, he’ll lose her forever. The musician accepts this deal and he and his wife walk towards the exit. But as they walk, doubt comes in and just as they are steps away from the exit, the musician turns, and thus loses his wife.” They explained.

“Does your realm have stories with happy endings? It seems all you tell carry sadness, endings where they die or they end up with the wrong person, it makes me worry for you.” Hríd pondered. 

“There are some, but there’s something to be said about unhappy endings. Besides, endings are inherently unhappy, A poet in my realm once said that “There are no happy endings, endings are the saddest part, so just give me a happy middle and a very happy start.”” River said. 

“Your realm never ceases to amaze me.” He said. River’s hand had gone lax in his hair, but was still in it, occasionally playing with the ends. That was until Hríd sat up and kneeled next to River. “May I hug you River?” He asked. River smiled slightly.

“Only if you start calling me Rio.” They replied. 

“Rio?” Hríd asked. Even as a question, River could tell they could drown in Hríd calling them that.

“It’s a nickname my friends call me. In my realm it’s another culture’s word for River.” They explained. Hríd nodded.

“Rio it is then.” He said. As the words left his mouth he looped his arms around River and pulled them quickly into his chest. River managed to get their arms around their waist and squeezed, trying to not completely squish their face into his armor. They stayed like that for a while until Hríd pulled them backwards and landed so River was still on his chest. River let a small laugh escape their lips as they fell and was grinning, though they tried to get up, but was quickly discovered they were unable to. 

“Can I help you?” They asked in jest to try and figure out why a crowned prince had willingly put himself into a situation like this. Not that River was complaining too much, they were comfy and while physically Hríd was cold, they found themselves very comforted by that. Not least of which because the urge to take a nap had returned.

“In a way that is meaningful? For a start you can rest. Rio, I know how hard you work and you need to rest.” He said. 

“That’s why I was up here in the first place.” River responded. “Though I kinda want to just nap.” They added, slowly dropping their head to Hríd’s chest. Hríd let out a sigh and shifted under River a bit before looping his arm around their waist. His hand drew small circles on the small of their back, trying to ease whatever tension they had. River let out a content sigh. “I will pass out if you keep doing that.”

“That’s the goal dear Rio, get some rest, the weather is nice enough and I’ll move if it changes.” Hríd said. River wanted to complain, but they’re far too touch starved to deny the comfort being brought to them right now. Who were they to deny being held when that was their one big complaint in life. 

“Fine, but only because you’re like… perfect sleeping temperature.” They muttered into his chest. Hríd chuckled, not even really sure what that meant. But they were cute so he allowed it. With a small peck on their forehead, Hríd allowed River to drift off and soon enough, he did as well.

[celestial-imagines]

hii lovee i was wondering if i could get hcs on what it would be like to date hrid n visit him in nifl

Hríd Dating Headcanons

• Hríd is essentially a Disney prince, it’s just facts

• (though telling him that will make him confused, of course he’s a prince but what’s a ‘Disney’?)

• Hríd is an absolute sweetheart, he’s incredibly kind to you and always willing to lend a hand whenever you need it

• but despite his eagerness to help, he’s still aware of boundaries and is good about giving space when you ask for it

• one of his favorite things to do with you when neither of you are busy is to play with your hair, he’s actually rather good at styling hair

• when you ask him why he’s so good at it, he guesses that it comes from having three sisters growing up who teach him all of these tricks

• no matter how long or short your hair is, he knows how to make it look nice

• he’s on the more passive side when it comes to dating, he’s more than perfectly content to stay by your side

• that doesn’t mean that he’s a pushover in the relationship, he knows when to put his foot down and address problems when they arise

• if you ever decide to tell him that you want to visit Nifl with him, he will be ecstatic about it

• Hríd will start making a plan to show you all of the best things about his homeland and why he loves it so much

• not only does Hríd get to show you his home, but he’s also treated to the adorable sight of you bundled up in coats and scarves

• he knows not everyone is as used to the cold as he is, but Hrid can’t help but coo a bit at you

• he can’t help it, you always find a way to melt his heart somehow but he doesn’t mind at all

• the first place Hríd wants to show you is the capital city, where the palace is located, and show you all of the best things it has to offer

• Hríd shows you all the best places for food, entertainment, and even partake in festivities if there are any festivals happening when you visit

• Hríd just wants you to see Nifl the way he does; it’s not the frozen wasteland people think it is, but rather a peaceful realm that’s trying to recover from the terrible war with Múspell

• he knows that his people are strong and resilient, able to not only survive but to live in such harsh conditions

• Hríd is proud of his people, of his land, and he wants you to be able to see the same

• and maybe, just maybe, one day you could be at his side helping the people thrive even more

• after going around the capital to see what it has to offer, Hrid gives you a personal tour of the castle, including where your room is

• the tour you take probably has to be the most enjoyable one you’ve ever had, not only is it lead by a member of royalty, but said royal is your one and only boyfriend

• the tour gets even better when Ylgr and Fjorm join you, and the three of them have a great time showing you the place they called home for most of their lives

• and even though there is a very large, Gunnthrá shaped hole in your group, you feel at peace knowing that she would be happy for both you and the rest of her family

• the tour reaches its end at the dining room, where all of you sit down to enjoy even more delicious food

• even after trying some food in the city, you are still amazed by all of the food

• everyone insists that you try a little bit of everything, and so your plate ends up being piled high with yummy food (not that you’d ever complain)

• after dinner, everyone gives their goodbyes and heads off to their respective rooms to sleep for the night

• Hríd, being the gentleman he is, insists on walking you back to your room

• he asks you if you’re enjoying yourself so far, and you wholeheartedly tell him how much you’ve enjoyed yourself

• chuckling at your response, Hríd softly tells you how happy he is to have you here with him before giving you a soft kiss and bidding you goodnight

• he pointedly ignores the two giggling silhouettes hiding around the corner, he’ll get them back for spying on him later

• you retreat inside your room and get ready for bed with a red face and start daydreaming about how the rest of your stay will go

• as you lie in bed late at night, you tell yourself that maybe one day in the future you could stay here for good

[silversouls]

wintertime. (hríd x reader)

song that inspired this writing:

gunpowder by vashti bunyan

mod ninten: ik it seems strange to write a fic about winter to a song titled gunpowder, but the melody just really reminded me of winter so i was like. i gotta write this down before i pass out 

also!! please listen to gunpowder by vashti bunyan it’s a really good song i recommend it!

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you sit in silence in your room, gazing into the white sky as little flakes of snow fall gently. its the first day of winter in askr; you were very excited. you figured that the first day of winter would be much more enjoyable if spent with a special someone.

“hm...what time is it?” you held a hand to your forehead, drowsy from sleep. you flinched at the bright light entering your room. “what’s going-“ you looked to your left, seeing the askran sky covered in a grey haze; the castle covered in blankets of snow. you shot up out of bed, singing to yourself. “it’s snowing! it’s snowing!” you spun around, a great big smile on your lips. after your moment of joy, you got yourself ready for the long day.

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you met alfonse at the dining table, chatting away with sharena.

“hello!” you happily said, sitting down next to alfonse.

“what’s the excitement for?” sharena said, a smile on her face.

“the snow! its the first day of winter in askr!” you exclaimed, a dreamy look on your face.

“you must really like the wintertime.” alfonse said.

“i really do, it’s such a magical moment.” you sighed happily.

you sat up, putting your hands on the table. “well i must be going! i’ll be in my room if you need me!” you waved back at alfonse and sharena, them waving back to you.

as you walked down the askran castle’s halls, you thought about how today could be better if spent with someone. as you thought of that someone, a blush started to bloom on your face. you decided to go look for none other than the man you secretly pine for, hríd.

“hey lucina, have you seen hríd?”

“no i haven’t, sorry. hope you find him!”

“corrin! seen any sign of hríd?”

“i’m afraid not, sorry.”

“fjorm, have you seen your brother at all?”

“i did awhile ago. he said he was going to search for you.”

a blush grew. “m-me?”

“yes.” fjorm nodded, softly smiling at you.

“he said something about wanting to spend the first day of winter with you.”

just as you turned around, you saw hríd in the distance.

“summoner!” he yelled out, grinning.

he ran up to your shocked yet flustered form. he took your hand in his, making your cheeks even more red than before. “let’s go watch the snow fall!” he said, gently leading you down the halls of the askran castle.

“y-yeah!” you said, secretly enjoying the feel of hríd’s hand enveloping yours.

“h-hríd?” you softly said. “yeah?”

“i was thinking we could...see the snow fall in my room? it has a nice view.” you looked down, not able to look at hríd.

“of course.” hríd gave your hand a gentle squeeze.

by the time you got to your room, your nerves were absolutely on edge.

geez...what was i thinking?! i really did it this time...

you made your way to the side of your bed, patting the spot next to you. “you can come sit here, hr��d.” hríd made his way towards your figure sitting next to you.

surprisingly, the blush on your face died down a bit.

it had been a few minutes before any of you had spoken.

“it’s interesting how we were both looking for each other.” hríd smiled.

the light bouncing of the snow reflected on his face, giving him an ethereal glow. you could admire his features over the snow any day.

“yeah, it was.” your side of your mouth curved up a bit. “fjorm was telling me how were looking for me...”

now it was hríd’s turn to blush.

“i-i was looking for you because i wanted to spend the first day of winter with you. i know we’re in askr, but in nifl we celebrate the first day of winter by spending it with family or a loved one.”

you had a confused look on your face.

“how come you didn’t spend it with-“

suddenly, you realize the depth of hríd’s words.

hríd let out a soft laugh as he gazed at your blushing form.

“i wanted to spend it with someone who means a lot to me.” hríd turned to face you, his hands enveloping yours. “i love you, summoner. will you....will you be my significant other?” a smile full of genuine love directed towards you.

all you could do is sit in silence and blush, shocked that hríd admitted his love towards you.

“i...yes.” you breathed out. “yes, hríd. i will be your significant other.”

hríd embraced you, a soft look on his face. “i’m glad.”

you wrapped your arms around his figure, relinquishing in his warmth.

“i’m glad too.”

[sara-scribbles]

Cold Hands

Hríd/Summoner

Notes: Just something quick and fluffy. Hope everyone is keeping safe and healthy!

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Doing their daily rounds, Kiran checked in on the heroes who were about. Most seemed at ease during this moment of respite. For a few months there was a lull between battles. It was a good time for heroes to rest or train.

The colder weather had already started, and those who were used to warmer climates stayed indoors. Frost had settled on the remaining plants, and a bitter wind blew through the bare trees at night. Alfonse had commented on the unseasonably cold weather. However there wasn’t much anyone could do except keep warm. Even Kiran had started wearing a heavier robe that was usually saved for the later months.

Some who weren’t bothered by the change were the Nifl siblings. Of course their country was covered in snow all year round, so a little chill wasn’t going to affect them. Kiran envied their ability to walk around in the cold without a care in the world. Having to bundle up, they were still cold. 

Cold weather also meant people could huddle for warmth. However Kiran found it impossible to cuddle with Hríd as his hands were still ice cold. His cold hands were a welcome in the summer times, but at the moment Kiran did not want them anywhere near them. Despite his best attempts at holding them without touching bare skin, Kiran ended up jumping when he accidentally touched their bare stomach.

“Hríd…why is this so difficult,” they muttered. Sitting at the edge of the bed, the prince sighed.

“I apologize, Kiran. Perhaps I should go.” He made to stand up, but Kiran reached out and grasped the back of his tunic.

He turned to them. “Wait! I have an idea!” They gathered all the blankets they could find in their room before wrapping each one around themself. Eventually Kiran was laying on the bed cocooned in the blankets. “You can just cuddle with me like this.” They were smiling triumphantly. “It’ll be like hugging…hugging a burrito. A very soft and squishy burrito.”

His brows draw together. “I am unsure what a…burrito is, but if you wish to try this, I am willing.” Climbing on the bed, he wrapped his arms around them as best as he could. The bulk of the blankets made it a bit difficult. 

Spooned against his chest, Kiran smiled. “See this works!” They managed to roll over on their side so they faced him. “Your cold hands are great for the summer…”

“But not much use for the colder months,” he finished. “I wish I could do something about my hands, but I guess this will suffice.”

Closing their eyes, Kiran relaxed. Cuddling with Hríd always made them feel better. The Nifl prince was a surprisingly good cuddler. He was very clingy in the morning, which they found adorable. It was nice to see him outside his usual princely demeanor and being a normal person. That and he let his guard down around them.

“We should get dinner...after a quick snooze,” Kiran mused aloud.

Chuckling, the prince pressed a warm kiss on their forehead. “I will wake you up in a bit.”

Yawning loudly, they quickly fell asleep. Hríd smiled fondly down at them before pulling them closer to his chest. A quick nap would do them both well.

[lucinalu219]

Imagine celebrating Hríd’s birthday

A/N: It’s Hríd’s bday. Slight spiciness ahead.

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You slowly opened your eyes to see snow falling outside the window.

It’s morning. There were no rays of sunshine shining through but you can tell.

After living in Nifl for months, you quickly grew accustomed thanks to a certain Nifl prince.

Now

Here you were in your shared bed with him, bared and comfortable. You were still exhausted from last night’s activities with him.

But you still had to get him something for his birthday. As you were getting up, you felt a soft grip on your hand.

Turning around, you see your husband, Hríd, pulling you close to his bare chest, giving you a kiss on the forehead.

You: “Hey. You’re suppose to be sleeping Frosty. I have to get your gift.”

You playfully glared at him.

Hríd: “I don’t desire a gift as long as I have you.”

You: “But still! It’s your special day and you deserve one!”

Hríd: “Well I have a better alternative.”

He taps your bottom before palming a huge amount of your soft flesh in his hand.

You gasped.

Hríd: “We should continue where we left off.”

You shook your head and giggled.

You: “If that’s what my prince wants...”

You got on top of him and placed your hands on his broad chest.

You looked into his eyes and smirked.

You: “Then who am I to deny your wishes.”

[moeblob]

Day 3: Secret

Ylgr's secret is: Pretend like I'm telling you something important because Gunnthra is watching and I'm mad at her right now, okay?

[jeureza]

Summoner Aequorin to Hríd.

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[pokemagines]

alfonse, hríd, henry, & aversa + a homesick s/o

@deathrotting asked: “yknow sometimes i think about how cool it'd be to become a summoner! but at the same time, i imagine that i'd get kind of homesick, or something of the sort. so im wondering about Alphonse (Alfonse? h I forgot how it's spelled..), Hríd, Henry, & Aversa and their s/o who misses home. (hopefully that's not too many chars dhsusnshddb,,,thank you so much in advance! 🐀)”

a/n: im in kentucky rn touring colleges to tranfer to!!! my service was rlly bad at one point but now i’ll have wifi. at least for a little while uwu --mod touko

alfonse: 

he’s never been away from askr for too long, so it’s hard for him to understand what you’re feeling. he tries to imagine what it’d be like without sharena and anna but he can’t because he’s never had to be without them, so he instead resigns himself to being at your side and supporting you as best he can.

alfonse is such a good listener, when he hears you talk about how homesick you are, he’ll pull you into his arms and let you cry it out, stroking your hair and giving you soft kisses. 

he knows you can’t go back to your home, so instead he does his best to make askr your new home! if there’s anything that you need or that reminds you of your old place, he picks it up for you as a surprise. no expense is spared to see you happy again.

hríd:

he knows what it’s like to lose one’s home, he too was separated from his homeland -- one that was now destroyed. his experiences help you feel like you’re not alone (and help reassure him that he’s not either).

because he knows what homesickness feels like, he’d hate that you’re feeling that way. he’d ask you what your home was like, how your family was, etc., so that he’d know more about your home life.

hríd would try and cook you some of the dishes that you’ve described having in your world because he knows food is an easy way to connect. unfortunately, he’s a really bad chef, but with you helping him, you two have a lot of fun (even with a questionable end product).

henry:

as someone who had a horrible home life, he doesn’t really grasp how you could miss yours. because of this, he might come off a little callous as he reassures you to just forget that old place and focus on moving on.

but, if you’re seriously upset about it, he’ll definitely help you out. his methods are more “take your mind off of things” because he isn’t able to offer much advice! 

he’d take you out and let you do whatever -- if that means staying in and cuddling he’s down, if it means summoning the dead, well, he’s a bit too excited for that but anything to make you happy!

aversa:

she’s had a bad home life as well, plegia was not kind to her, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t miss it. when she feels homesick, she comes to you because she knows you can easily sympathize with her.

the two of you mainly just sit cuddled up and laugh together as you tell stories of your friends and family, reminiscing on the good (and bad) times. it makes it seem less distant when you have someone to talk to about your experiences -- like the memories won’t go away because they’re shared with someone else.

if you needed another way to take your mind off of things she’s more than willing, kissing you until the longing goes away -- at least for now.

[summoner-stones]

Could I ask for tea time with Alfonse or Hríd?

Asking me to pick between two of my husbands? Honey, you can't make me.

It's been a year since you and the Order have killed Surtr and two years since you've arrived in Askr, so to celebrate, your favorite princes invited you to tea time.

You loved both men dearly, so of course, you accepted. To impress them, you put on your best outfit with the help of Sharena. "You look as amazing as ever, Summoner!" She exclaimed before smiling mischievously. "Who are you trying to impress?"

You brushed off that question before heading to the rose gardens. There, you see two handsome princes: the shorter one sitting at the table and the taller one making tea. Both of them were just as overdressed as you were, but that only made them appear more handsome in your eyes.

"Ah, there you are, Summoner!" Alfonse greeted as he stood up and pulled a chair. "Have a seat."

You can't help but blush at the simple gesture. Then again, Alfonse was a prince; he was raised to be polite.

When you sat down, Hrid gently placed a teacup in front of you. "This is a special blend made from the buds of the ice flowers of Nifl, " Hrid hummed. "Please enjoy."

You take a sip and immediately sigh as you felt all the tension rush away. The minty flavor contrasted with the warm feeling of the tea, creating a perfect blend that could only be described as soothing.

Hrid smiled at your expression before pouring a cup for Alfonse and then a cup for himself. As soon as he sat down, you and the two princes began to chat idly. The topics ranged from your arrival in Askr to the recovery of Nifl to how you're somehow already on your third cup of tea.

Coupled with the nice weather, the soothing tea, and the delicious snacks, this was by far the best tea time you ever had, and the fact that you had it with the two most amazing people in your life only made it sweeter.

-Orpheus

[summoningstone]

“Regardless what remains to be said, these are all just nonsensical dreams, and as long as we keep our heads in place, we should reach the summoner once more and end this. I need you all in top shape, if we hope to beat those creatures.”

“I hope this is so.. I feel as if I’m starting to lose reality.. and when that monstrous nightmare hit me..I want this to end badly, so let’s continue on with the rest of them, to the land of nightmares.”

“Honestly? I just wanna go back home at this point..”

“Hold your heads high, once we find the summoner, find Mimi, things will be better. Like that monstrous Surtr, and the Goddess of death herself, we will overcome this adversity. Let’s go now, while we have the energy and retrieve our friend.”

[lovelyfeh]

of course lovely!! I deeply apologize as I’m only able to do Hrid, usually I can do that many characters but I’ve been a bit under the weather for the last few days haha,, this was a blast to write and I hope you can forgive me for cutting out all of your husbands,, also!! if you weren’t happy with this feel free to ask for a rewrite, my writings been getting kind of bland and repetitive,,

(p.s. trying out a new format for imagines, hope you like it!!!)

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➼When you two first meet, Hrid will not know how hot headed you can be. You’re so tiny, and extremely cute! You look like someone who’d be the exact opposite of feisty!

➼It’s only after he walks into the dining hall one morning and sees you wrestling with Narcian. Everyone is looking to get you off of the poor man, but you’re not budging!

➼Hrid will quickly step in and manage to wrap his arms around you when you’re rolling around. He lifts you up relatively easily thanks to your tiny size and has to practically drag you out as you spit insults over your shoulder at the disgruntled and shocked wyvern rider.

➼Hrid will take you away to let you cool off for a while, but will hesitantly ask what that was all about. You simply say Narcian was bothering a few of the of other Wyvern riders, so you gave him a piece of your mind!

➼He’s legitimately surprised how someone your size could be so feisty! And this isn’t the only time he’s had to deal with your attitude!

➼He’s had to take you away from Valter before you got stabbed, there were some Gharnef incidents, and somehow you managed to knock over Surtr, which led to a chaotic chase across the castle with the flame king on your heels...

➼Hrid has to keep you glued to his side in battle. If he doesn’t see you anywhere nearby he knows you’ve run off to fight a mage or cavalier, so he has to quickly find you before you end up getting hurt.

➼But soon, he starts to... love that part of you? It’s odd, and he can’t explain it, but your hot-headed nature is oddly endearing (not to mention you look really cute thanks to how tiny you are).

➼Suddenly the icy prince is a bit more protective of you. He follows you around and makes sure you don’t get into too much trouble, but is always on your side if you get into a skirmish. He’ll send anyone running before they can even look at you the wrong way.

➼Hrid doesn’t plan on telling you about his feelings any time soon, as he’s one to suppress his emotions for as long as he can. He simply puts others before himself, even if that comes to his love life.

➼ What he doesn’t know is that you love him right back. He may just be oblivious or ignoring you on purpose, but you’re sure at this point he probably doesn’t like you the same way considering you’ve tried hinting at your feelings towards him.

➼One morning, while you’re staring at him from across the dining hall, you decide enough is enough. You grab some flowers out of a nearby vase, deciding that would do so you wouldn’t be heartbroken and broke if this backfired, and march right up to Hrid.

➼Hrid jumps when you shove the roses into his face, barely able to catch the bundle of blossoms before they fall to the floor. You’re bright red, but looking as spirited as ever.

➼ “Listen up! I like you! A lot! And I understand if you don’t feel the same way! But I really do love you!... a lot.”

➼In that moment, Hrid has never felt happier. Not only did you spare him the pain of having to confess or live his life without you, but you looked really cute when you were shouting out your feelings.

➼You don’t expect it, but Hrid just loses his dignified air and straight up kisses you. Better to get this out of the way, right?

➼But then you two are interrupted by a few cheers coming from behind you...

➼You both seemed to forget you were in the dining hall surrounded by countless other heroes... oh well, at least it all worked out in the end, even if you know you’ll be teased endlessly for this. (And frankly it’s worth it, considering you’re dating a prince from Nifl who loves you unconditionally)