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Magical Studies (Sylvain X Male Reader)
âYour swinging is horrible.â
âI know. Why do you think I use magic?â
 âAnd yet the professor wanted for you to train in swords.â Felix frowns. He feels heâs being held back from his regular training by helping his younger brother.
âMaybe he wants me to be a Trickster or Mortal Savant? Well, whatever, I probably stick with magic anyway.â
âFine by me. Still, the professor egged me on to help you. Letâs not waste time, so you better focus.â As both men draw out their swords, someone else joins the training ground, causing the swordman to scowl. âNo.â
âI havenât even said anything.â Sylvain quickly defends himself.
âMy apologizes. You meant to train here, huh?â Felix looks at Sylvain, who awkwardly looks at him. âThought so.â
âI was just wondering how you two are doing. Thought I would check up you two.â
âIâm horrible.â Y/N comments.
âAnd now Iâm training him right now. Meaning youâre interrupting.â Felix coldly says to his friend.
âWell, maybe you should get a different teacher.â
Felix glares at the taller man. âYouâre saying this is my fault?â
âNo, I didnât mean that.â Sylvain quickly clarifies himself. âI thought maybe it would be better for Y/N to have a different way to learn.â
Felix hums. âI can see that.â Without a warning, he hands over the sword to Sylvain. âHere.â
âW-What?â Sylvain looks surprised. âYou want me to teach him?â
âYes, but knowing you, it probably wonât work.â
âBut I donât use swords.â
âGood. Youâre on equal level. Maybe you can figure it out together.â Felix looks at his younger brother, whoâs stunned his older brother would do this. âTalk you later.â Thus, he walks away and out of the room.
âWait! Felix!â Sylvain wanted him to change his mind, but deep down, he knows it will do nothing. After sigh, he looks back at the younger Fraldarius. âYour brother is a handful.â
âImaging living with him for your entire life.â Y/N cracks up a smirk. âSo⊠are we going to train, orâŠ?â
âSure. Why not?â
They get into their places and begin sparring. Of course, they begin slowly. Though they slowly build up the pace, bit by bit. Everything has been going well, until one incident.
âWhat the-!?â Sylvain gasp as he quickly looks back, where he sees Y/Nâs sword hanging against the wall.
âOh my-! Are you alright!?â
âDid you just threw the sword at me?â The redhead looks back at his friend.
âI-It just slipped!â Y/N quickly excuses himself. âIt was an accident! I swear!â
âItâs alright.â Sylvain calms him down, but Y/N still feel guilty. âHow about we take a break?â
They decided to go outside after putting the swords away. Thatâs when they walk around the Monastery. While they chat, Y/N rents about the entire situation.
âI almost killed Felix too. Multiple times. He called me a moron in return.â
âDonât fret about it.â Sylvain continues to feel his friend better. âYouâre maybe a bad swordsman, but youâre still good mage.â
âThe best.â Y/N says with full confidence. âI got straight Aâs in the School of Sorcery back in Fhirdiad. Mercedes and Annette would say that too.â He let out a sigh. âWhy canât the professor see that?â
âSomeone sounds full of confidence.â Sylvain find it funny the total shift of mood.
âIâm a modest guy, but I take pride in my magic.â Y/N explains. âI studied every type of magic. Whether itâs reason, faith or dark. I even create my own spells.â
âYou can do that?â Sylvain sounds impressed. âWhat did you make?â
âLetâs see⊠I made a spell that shoots a beam of ice. One that tangles enemies with vines. But I also made spells that are used out of combat. Like one that cleans object, increases oneâs charm, turn bad food into good one-â
âWait a sec. Increases someoneâs charm?â Sylvain is intrigued of how he can use this for picking up the ladies.
Y/N regrets confessing one of his spells. âIâm not going to let you bother any more girls.â
âCâmon! How about we see this as an experiment?â Sylvain suggests. âSay, what if we use the spell in order to neutralize the enemy without any shed of blood. Wonât that better the world?â
Y/N canât believe Sylvain slimed his way to convince him to do it. âFine, but only for a better world.â
-
Both men are standing at the marketplace, where they try their experiment. There are a couple of female students at the stall, in which Sylvain is intrigued by.
âYou sure about this? Iâm not finalizing the spell, so you might get results you donât like.â
âNothing permanently?â
âI sure hope notâŠâ
âFine by me.â Sylvain carelessly ignores the potential risk. âLet the experiment begin.â
âAlright.â A purple magic circle appears in front of Y/N and a purple shine lands on Sylvain.
The philander quickly looks around his body, seeing nothing changed. Nor does he feel hurt or changed. ââŠDoes it work?â There isnât a respond of Y/N. Thus, he looks back at him, seeing him look away with his face red. âAre you blushing?â
âS-Shut it!â
âWow, you totally are!â Sylvain looks impressed. âThe spell worked!â
âI increased your natural pheromones⊠and it looks like it worked.â Y/N tries his best to act normal. âJ-Just go flirt with the girls already!â
Sylvain chuckles. âDonât mind if I do.â
The man leaves Y/N and heads towards the stall, where he chats with the girls. Though he quickly notices that the girls arenât responding like Y/N did. However, he did get some odd gazes from the male students. Feeling like he figured what the risk is, he returns back to Y/N, who looked normal first, before he shies away.
âThe spell only works on guys!â
âI-It does!?â Y/N looks surprised. âI probably changed the pheromones to focus on guysâŠâ
Before Sylvain could respond, one of their classmates passes by. Being polite as he usually is, Ashe decided to say hi, only to instantly notice the strange aura. âH-Hey guys. Y-You two having a good day?â
This confirms Sylvainâs suspicion. Y/N surely noted this. âWeâre good. Weâre heading to the dorms. See you later.â
-
Y/N and Sylvain heads to the bathhouse to get rid of the pheromones, thus breaking the spell. Thatâs what at least Y/N thinks. Ones there, the redhead prepares himself to go in the bath, which happens to be empty. Before undressing himself, he notices Y/N heading the exit.
âYouâre not coming?â
âFirst, youâre teasing me with the entire spell. And now, you want to join you in a bath, while the spell is still active?â
âI donât see the problem. Arenât you supposed to confirm that the spell breaks with this?â
âYouâre such a-â Y/N let out a grunt. âFine⊠Wonder how you treat me if I were a girl?â
âProbably worse.â Sylvain says with a smirk.
They change their clothes and get into the bath, with Y/N staying away from Sylvain, whoâs putting his entire body in the water. After coming out of the water, he looks back.
âTheyâre still there?â
Y/N gets closer, only then having an answer. âY-Yes. Just continue putting your head underwater.â
Sylvain continues to clean himself from the pheromones. After a while, after his entire body is drenched by the hot water, he looks back at Y/N, awaiting for an answer. The spellcaster gets closer.
âItâs gone.â Y/N comments.
âThank goodness. Now I donât have to worry about guys like you smothering over me. But I guess you still will do so.â
âYou think Iâm into you?â Y/N says with a smirk. âWe will be an awful couple. You will just cheat with any girl that passes by.â
âYou really think that low on me?â Sylvain acts offended. âLike you donât have your own baggage. Your brother will probably kill me if we were together.â
Y/N then smirks. âNow that you point that out, maybe we should be together.â
Sylvain chuckles. âFine by me.â
-
After a long bath, the two guys continue spending their day together. As they approach the dining hall, they get approach by someone, reminding them that they completely forgot their training.
âWell? Did you learn something?â
âA lot.â Sylvain quickly pitches in. ââŠJust nothing revolving around sword fighting.â
âIâm not disappointed. Just confirming your lackless attitude.â Felix says coldly.
Y/N frowns. âCanât you stop acting so rude.â
âCanât you just do something as easy as practice. I canât have your back the entire time.â Felix explains. âYou need to learn to be independent.â
âI am.â Y/N argues back. âMaybe if you look less on what I canât do and instead look on what I can, you know Iâm more than capable.â The younger man let out an annoyed huff before leaving.
Felix let out a groan. âThat idiotâŠâ
âYou should treat him less hard. Heâs still a kid.â Sylvain defends his friend.
âWeâre here for a reason. Weâre not kids anymore, nor should we act like one.â Felix still holds up his stance. âHe should realize that.â With that, he walks away, leaving Sylvain wondering whatâs up with Felix, and how he could help Y/N.
-
Y/N is again practicing again at the training ground, where he swings his sword. Still, he doesnât feel confident about it. He then sensed someone joining him. As he looks back, he sees Sylvain, as well the professor.
âOh, hello professor. Sylvain.â Y/N nods to his friend.
âI heard you were having trouble with the sword. I didnât knew you needed more guidance.â Byleth kindly says.
âI told him.â Sylvain admits. âFelix was complaining about the entire thing, and I know Iâm not the one that can teach you, so I went to the teacher.â
Y/N smiles. âThank you.â
âNext time when youâre having trouble, go to me.â Byleth adds.
âLooks like all that ends well.â Sylvain smiles. âLet me know if you need something.â
As he tries to walk away, Byleth speaks up. âHold up. I think this an opportunity for you to learn a thing or two.â
Sylvain sighs. âBetter luck next timeâŠâ
-
Some days has passed, and Y/N and Sylvain are swinging blows. The taller man can tell the spellcaster become better. Ever since their private tutor with the professor, Y/Nâs sword affinity become better. His swings become smoother, faster and stronger. His stance as well become better. Sylvain would even admit heâs better then him. That definitely proves the current match, where Y/N uses Hexblade to destroy Sylvainâs training sword.
âWhat the-!?â Sylvain looks shocked.
âI did it!â Y/N smiles. âI recently learned that move. And now I will use it.â He gives a mischievous smirk. âThose bandits wonât know what will hit them.â
âI never think I will see the day where you act like a hotshot.â Sylvain responds. âCongratulations.â
âThank you! Oh, and also thank you for your support. If only Felix would act more like you. âŠWithout your bad parts.â
Sylvain laughs. âI can wish the same. Maybe you can call me your big brother instead?â
âAbsolutely not. Youâre more like⊠umm⊠a very good friend.â
âJust a very good friend?â
âMaybe.â Y/N smirks back. âI would consider you a good husband if you cut down with the flirting.â
âAnd what if I stop?â Sylvain asks.
âAction tells more than words.â Y/N says. âI guess only time will tell I can view you not only as a trustfully friend, but as something more.â
âSounds like a challenge, and I sure like to take one. How about a warming up? We can go to the dining hall and get some food.â
âSounds like a good idea. We can celebrate my victory.â
#fire emblem#three houses#fe3h sylvain#sylvain jose gautier#sylvain fire emblem#sylvain x male reader#fe3h sylvain x male reader#sylvain gautier#sylvain gautier x male reader#fire emblem x male reader
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Assalaam alaikum (its a traditional greeting from where Iâm currently staying) This is my angsty request:
Can I request yandere ex-fiance sylvain x betrothed reader. For context, Sylvain and reader were betrothed at a young age by their families to conjoin the families. We all know how sylvain hated being his family and seen as crest stud so he will hate reader too who bears a crest and is part of the reason why he is being force to marry early. Reader on the other hand is dutifully fulfilling their role as sylvainâs fiancĂ© as they donât want any of their siblings to suffer in their place. Reader cooks sylvainâs favorite food, invites him for teas and all kinds of couple activities. Sylvain being himself decides to flirt with other girls despite having a fiancĂ© already and is skirt chaser with new girls every week just to spite reader and his father. Seeing how their fiancĂ© doesnât even respect them as a person and is often caught in indecent scandals, reader is hurt as theyâre the only ones trying to make something good in the unfortunate situation but is hated by sylvain. One day reader after being stood up by sylvain once again is comforted by one of the kinder students (ashe, dedue or ignatz even) and they fell genuinely in love with the student. How does sylvain feel that reader is no longer trying to make the relationship work and is now interested in other men and frankly speaking replace him in their heart? How would he get the reader back?
-Thank you for reading my request (Iâm so excited that youâre doing three houses, do you still remember the anon that sent the jing yuan x neglected wife reader request, that was me. It was such a long time ago, and your blog has grown since then. This request has similar vibes but I see Sylvain to be the kind of yandere that needs a wake up call to snap into yandere mode)
*Gasp*, so it's you who requested that, nice knowing that you still read from me, Sylvain is actually one of my favorite fe3h characters, 4th place in factđ
Hope you'll enjoyđ
Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour
The arrengement happened before either of you were born, that didn't mean that Sylvain didn't hate this situation, he hated it more than anything else, and the only thing he could take his anger out on was you, it was stupid and even he knew that, but he was a child and that was all he could do.
Sylvain ignored you, he hated you, sure it was the situation he really hated but it was you it effected, the two of you should be a couple but this whole situation had made you feel lonlier than ever before. You had to go through with his angry looks and indifferent responses for so so long.
"Just go away, I don't have time for you today"
But that didn't mean that you didn't try, you tried so damn hard to make this not only easier for Sylvain but for you as well, if this was going to happen then why not make it a happy relationship at the very least, so you cooked for him, you stood up for him and what did you get in return, he ignored you, flirted with others and left you alone, over and over again, it was tiring but you held out, or you thought you could at least.
"I-I just don't understand what he has against me"
"There there, I am here to listen to each and every word, so vent all you want"
You had met Ignatz at yet another ball Sylvain had left you at, yet another party where everyone would laugh at you as soon as he left and you were all alone, that's when you met Ignatz who allowed you to rant about it, get everything you had been holding in for the last 10 years off your chest.
*THUMP* *THUMP*
A new spark had been ignited that day, not for Sylvain but for the kind boy who listened to you and comforted you when you needed it, he treated you with respect and kindness, much different to your fiance.
Someone who did take notice of this was Sylvain, you who were such a constant in his life was suddenly spending less and less time with him, you smiled at him less and less, and one day it had all dissapeared... he would admit, he missed it, missed you.
But Sylvain saw you with Ignatz, saw your smile not be directed at him your fiance, but at Ignatz, His heart clenched tightly, a painful feeling in his chest as he saw this, for some reason he felt like ripping the boy from the golden deer apart and get you back, he felt jealous.
Sylvain through jealousy realises what he had, and what he is losing right now, someone to love, someone that treated him with kindness, he feels saddened that he has pushed you away, why did he do that. Maybe it was too late now... you were leaving him...
... Wait you were still his fiance, you were still his, this arrangement was made by not one but two nobles, you couldn't break this off that easely, he will be better for you, he promises, Sylvain cleans up his act, stops flirting with others, now he just needs you to stop cheating on him and he will finally have happiness, with you tied to his side through marriage.
"You need to remember I am you fiance, our love was destined since birth, nothing will sepperate us, I will admit that I have acted stupid so far, but just because I have acted stupid doesn't mean you can cheat on me"
#yandere#yandere fire emblem: three houses#yandere fe3h#yandere male#yandere sylvain#yandere sylvain x reader
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For the pride fics may I req Sylvain <3 i wanna be this mans gay awakening SO bad like with Alex from SDV <3
DENIAL IS A RIVER IN EGYPT SYLVAIN IS GAY
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Sylvain liked watching Kiran summon heroes from other worlds, he got a front row seat to seeing different versions of his friends, himself, and more importantly hot babes as they first arrived in Askr.Â
So heâs not confused when he sees a version of himself summoned, nor is he confused to see a version of you come with him. What confuses him just a bit is the way youâre clinging to the other Sylvain's arm tightly.Â
He watches as Kiran gives you both the regular explanation and welcome speech, although he notices neither of you really paying attention, too busy giggling among yourselves.
âSoâŠIs there a pride festival here as well?âÂ
Itâs the sound of your voice talking to Kiran that snaps Sylvain out of his thoughts, and he realizes right away heâs blushing. Something about you hanging off the other hims arm has him blushing.Â
Sylvainâs never blushed because of another man before. Thereâs just something about the way youâre acting with him, another him, that has him blushing.Â
So he listens when you tell Kiran about your world, and the fact that your world was celebrating something called Pride.Â
â
âSylvain?â
He had just been watching everyone else set up the festival when youâd found him.Â
âWhatâs up?â You smile gently at him.Â
This morning Kiran had summoned a new batch of heroes from another world, and those heroes had been celebrating something known as Pride with their own festival.Â
Askr being currently conflict free, and open as always decided to host their own Pride. Youâve spent the morning with the newly summoned heroes (Chrom and Robin, Ike and Sorin, and Edelgard and Byleth) putting up decorations, planning, and cooking.Â
All the while youâd noticed Sylvain hovering nearby, watching you.Â
âYou didnât happen to see who else was summoned, did you?â You become acutely aware of the fact that heâs blushing. Youâve never seen Sylvain blush before, even though heâs such a flirt with the ladies.Â
He has your full attention.Â
âNo? Why?â
âNo reason.â Syvain says quickly. Too quickly for your liking. Â
You squint at him.Â
âWho else was summoned?âÂ
âNo one!â
âI know youâre lying, Sylvain!âÂ
âKiran!â
You move to go around Sylvain and circumvent everything by just finding the summoner yourself only to be tackled by the red head.Â
âDonât.â His voice is serious, but you canât really focus on that, instead focusing on how close his face is to yours. The fact brings heat to your own face finally, and you nod quietly.
The pair of you stay like that for what feels like eternity, Sylvain glaring down at you, face inches from your own until youâre interrupted by laughter.Â
A pair of familiar laughter.Â
You look up to see yourself, another version of yourself who must have been summoned here, and another Sylvain, arm in arm laughing at the pair of you.Â
It suddenly clicks in your brain who Sylvain didnât want you to see.Â
It was them.
The two of you from another world.Â
âOh-â
Before you can confront him on it heâs gone, leaving you alone with the other worlds you.Â
The other you smiles softly, still laughing under their breath.Â
âDonât worry about him,â They gesture to their Sylvain beside them. âHe was like that long before we got together too.â
#Sylvain x Reader#Fire Emblem Imagines#Fire Emblem x Reader#Fire Emblem Reader Insert#Male Reader Insert#Gay Reader Insert#Gay Imagines#Male Imagines#Sylvain#Sylvain Jose Gautier
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> Fire Emblem
Last Updated: September 8, 2024
Key: Fluff (đ©·), Angst (đ„), Suggestive (đ), Smut (đ¶ïž), Timeskip (đ)
âł Back To The Main Masterlist
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= Dark Content/Read Warnings!!

â General
3H leaders with an overworked s/o [hcs/drabbles] | x gn!Reader
dimitri, edelgard, claude [đ©·]
when they see how you've changed [hcs/drabbles] | various fe3h x masc!Reader
dimitri, felix, ashe, sylvain [đ©·/đ]
they react to your new outfit [hcs/drabbles] | various engage x masc!Reader
part 1 â m!alear, alfred, diamant, alcryst, fogado [đ¶ïž]
part 2 â louis, kagetsu, rosado, pandreo [đ¶ïž]

â Other
N/A

â Tokyo Mirage Sessions
itsuki aoi.
N/A
tsubasa oribe.
N/A
touma akagi.
N/A
kiria kurono.
N/A
eleonora yumizuru.
N/A
mamori minamoto.
N/A
yashiro tsurugi.
N/A
maiko shimazaki.
N/A
barry goodman.
N/A
tiki.
N/A

â Three Houses
male byleth.
N/A
female byleth.
N/A
edelgard.
N/A
ferdinand.
N/A
linhardt.
N/A
caspar.
N/A
bernadetta.
N/A
dorothea.
N/A
dimitri.
N/A
felix.
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ashe.
N/A
sylvain.
N/A
mercedes.
N/A
annette.
N/A
ingrid.
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claude.
N/A
lysithea.
N/A
marianne.
N/A
hilda.
N/A
cyril.
N/A
jeritza.
N/A
yuri.
N/A
constance.
N/A
hapi.
N/A

â Engage
male alear.
N/A
female alear.
N/A
clanne.
N/A
framme.
N/A
alfred.
N/A
céline.
N/A
etie.
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louis.
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chloé.
N/A
diamant.
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alcryst.
N/A
amber.
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citrinne.
N/A
hortensia.
N/A
kagetsu.
N/A
rosado.
N/A
anna.
N/A
timerra.
general nsfw hcs [hcs] | x transfem!Reader - [đ¶ïž]
fogado.
N/A
pandreo.
N/A

â Three Hopes *for main playables, see 3H section*
male shez.
N/A
female shez.
N/A
arval.
N/A

#fire emblem#fe3h#fire emblem engage#tokyo mirage sessions#fire emblem three hopes#fire emblem masterlist#fe3h masterlist
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My favs of my work let's go
Okay this might be weird but while I'm so busy with other projects and sort of letting my writing battery recharge (getting small things done here and there but not stressing about it overly), I wanted to reshare some of my personal favs of my own work, just to like, idk... hype myself up and congratulate myself for once lmao. We creatives need to be a bit self-indulgent from time to time.
So yeah, if you're bored while I get my shit together and write again, maybe take a peak at these, or wander around my masterlists in my pinned post for something I might have done in the past for a fav of yours.
FE3H
Lorenz & Ignatz & Reader threesome - starting with what I suspect will be a trend with these because I'm a contrarian at heart, so when I realize a character I love isn't popular, I double and triple down and become determined to write them the hot, hot smut they deserve
Claude - Arranged Marriage - I really enjoyed doing an AU, and I'd def love to do more of them in the future. Plus Claude is the most fun and interesting of the main lords fight me about it.
Lorenz - Arranged Marriage - okay last Lorenz one but........ I'm just saying, he's a good boy y'all just can't acknowledge a glow-up when you see one.
Felix & Sylvain & Reader threesome - this is a short one but I just love the vibe and the dynamic between these lads it was so fun to write.
Seteth - Guilty Masturbation - I'm just such a sucker for repressed men dealing with their persistent lusts sorry not sorry
Seteth - Reader gets Aphrodesiac'd - okay I'm happy with this piece but also it holds a special place in my heart because for some reason, the porn bots are CONSTANTLY liking this thing specifically and I have no earthly idea why, they're just drawn to it.
Okay just one more Seteth thing it's the Priest x Succubus one - which I'm super happy with and I still sometimes think about writing a continuation for it because priest kink goes brrrrrrrrr
Things other than FE3H
Volke (FE 9/10) messy hookup - Volke is such an absolute man and it was such a joy to have an excuse to write him. Fandoms as a whole need to thirst for more sexy grown ass adults.
Reyson (FE 9/10) in heat - though this is kind of tied with the in heat one I did about Tibarn, which I also love. Bird men in heat..... that's what's up.
Kaeya (Genshin) w/ praise kink - Kaeya def remains my Genshin fav, and no amount of "Hoyo finally figuring out how to model an adult male body years into the game's run" will change that.
Luxord (Kingdom Heart) consensual non-con - it's just so rare that I get to write for my Org XIII lovelies and it's just so fun to write sex dialogue for such a resolutely sexless series lmao
Kurama (YYH) giving oral - I've written quite a lot for Kurama at this point (on here, mostly shorter drabbles and headcanons) and it's still always a pleasure, and I'm particularly fond of the subtle playfulness in this piece.
OCs! Shaeliegh and Terry - angsty hookup - I had SO much fun writing OC stuff for once and it's totally fine that others aren't as inclined to be into it, but I personally think it's some of my best work and enjoy rereading it frequently~
#smut blog#writing blog#smut fic#fire emblem#fire emblem smut#fe3h#fire emblem three houses#claude von riegen#lorenz hellman gloucester#ignatz victor#felix hugo fraldarius#sylvain jose gautier#seteth#fe 9/10#path of radiance#radiant dawn#volke fire emblem#reyson fire emblem#genshin impact#kaeya alberich#kaeya genshin impact#kingdom hearts#luxord#luxord kingdom hearts#kurama#yu yu hakusho#kurama yu yu hakusho#oc writing#oc smut#not sfw
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đ The Great Bot Migration & Life Update of 2024
In which your favorite bot creator dramatically announces their whereabouts and plans while absolutely refusing to update more than one bot per day because #selfcare

Where I've Been (aka The Great Platform Exodus)
Yodayo? Left it faster than my ex left me on read (their rules were more restrictive than my grandmother's cookie jar)
Figgs? That ship wasn't just sinking - it was doing a full Titanic while the devs were in their "this is fine" meme era
Janitor? Got banned. Might make a stealth account to support my homies, but I'm done posting there. If they don't want my creative genius, their loss đ€·ââïž
And if you know any other platforms that need some chaos, slide into my DMs.
The Great Bot Overhaul Project
I'm updating ALL my bots (yes, all 100+ of them) because apparently, I hate free time. The main change? They're getting a personality glow-up - switching to the bot's perspective while still calling the user "you" (because we're not monsters).
Estimated completion time: 3 months, give or take several existential crises. At my current pace of one-bot-per-day (because who needs efficiency?), we'll be done just in time for the robot apocalypse.

Coming Soonâą to a Bot Platform Near You
The alternative scenarios of Reizen, Bern (Urs' brother) and Nova.
The entire Hyakki YagyĆ crew (jorogumo, ningyo, furutsubaki-no-rei, baku, yuki-onna, shirime, bakeneko, nekomata and their supernaturally dramatic friends)
The Enchanted Legacy collection: Where we're taking your favorite tropes and turning them on their heads
The Duke's Reader - After criticizing the X-rated "Enchanted Legacy" that your idol is adapting, especially for that "Cold Duke of the North" cliché, you're thrown into the story as the main character. Now you're living every romance stereotype: the abandoned spouse, the sacred temple exile, and the fated meeting with the duke. Except this duke isn't just any male lead - he's your idol, also transported from your world.
The Prince's Mistake - Your arranged marriage was supposed to follow the classic redemption arc: cruel prince rejects you, realizes his mistake, passionate reconciliation, happily ever after. But you're not playing by the book anymore. As the isekai-ed main character who knows all the plot points, you're choosing the second male lead - your real-world idol - over your predestined prince. Watch your husband slowly realize he's lost his guaranteed happy ending as you flip the script on this overused trope.
The curse of the house Saar (Aldrich, Beatrix and Casimir)
And more tales of awkward nobles failing at relationships.
The Fun Zones (of Multi-Characters):
Pan's Paradise Resort (where Sylvain definitely doesn't spend all day at the pool)
The Otherworldly Carnival (Kai's workplace, where the cotton candy is probably sentient)
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So I just noticed your most recent request (the Felix/Sylvain learning magic one). I was wondering if I could see the reverse? But like not taking place in the same story, if that makes sense. Like the reader (I'd prefer a male one) wanting to learn how to wield physical weapons to protect himself better so he asks Felix and/or Sylvain for help, maybe Ashe for bows as well cause he's a cinnamon roll
As stated in my rules, I only do two characters per request. From the way your ask is written, I prioritized Felix and Sylvain. If you like it, though, then please feel free to send in a separate ask for Ashe! I do this for time reasons and to spice things up (writing 3 fics back-to-back with the same concept without a break is a little draining.).
But aside from that, I'm glad you liked the other one! I have fallen in love with your concept just as much, but my goodness! This took me far longer to complete than I am happy to admit. I am aware that my main issue was synthesizing your request to a male reader, as I find them a little difficult to write for.
Regardless, I want you to love what I came up with! Requests are open, everyone, so don't be shy!
The stories will be continued under the cut.
Felix:
As you pushed open the doors to the training grounds, you werenât surprised to find the expansive room was almost empty. The afternoon had turned to night, and most of your classmates were either wrapping up in the dining hall or preparing to rest.
Most of them.
"Training again, Felix?"
The blue-haired noble didnât break his routine, cutting through the training dummies with the precision of a master. It wasnât hard to admit that his skills were impressive for his age. Truly, the metal seemed to be a natural extension of his own arm.
"What?â he called, âHave you come to drag me elsewhere?"
"Actually, I was hoping I could spar with you."
At this, Felix dropped his sword arm to his side. He turned to you, raising a brow.
âArenât you usually preparing for bed at this time? You know that a quick skirmish isnât going to chase me out of here any sooner, and Iâm not about to waste my time with someone who isnât at the top of their game.â
You let out a laugh, âTrust me, sleep is the last thing on my mind.â
It wasnât quite true, you were definitely a little tired. Sleep wasnât an option right now, though. You knew you needed to be here, but as soon as you entered the room, you forgot what you came for. That seemed to be happening a lot lately.
It has something to do with Felix, was all you remembered. Useful, as it meant you could keep him here until your memory returned. You hoped it would soon, lest you spend half the night with your feet on the ground.
âWhat are you waiting on, a map?â He began to move the practice dummy he had previously created a considerable dent in, âGo grab a weapon, unless you intend to fight with your fists.â
Migrating to the rack by the wall, you picked up an axe that looked as though it were in better condition than those around it.
Wrong. It has something to do with this. The axe is wrong.
Great. This was like trying to solve a puzzle whose final picture was blank. The answer was literally right in front of you, you could swear it! But then what were you meant to fight him with? A lance? You didnât know how to use too many of the weapons within your line of sigh-
âYouâve been staring at that axe for about a minute now. Are you sure youâre not tired?â
Walking back towards him, your focus was entirely on the hatchet in your hand, âI swear, Iâm not. I justâŠnevermind. Letâs do this.â
âGood, just donât let it get in the way of our training,â the swordsman approached you, already pulling out a coin from his pocket.
âOh donât worry, youâre still getting your ass kicked. I call heads, by the way.â
The question in Felixâs eyes left him at your last remark. The coin was flipped, and sure enough, it landed on heads. You would be the first to attack, leaving Felix to begin in a defensive stance.
Both of you moved a few paces away from one another. The axe was familiar in your hands, but it felt wrong tonight as you placed your grip on the wooden base. This was an easy problem to overcome, you knew, as a simple feeling couldnât detriment your performance too much. StillâŠ
âReady.â you nodded.
Felix echoed your confirmation once he had taken a more athletic pose, and the first bout began.
You charged forward, a plan in your head as you swung your axe over your head and down onto Felix. He leapt back, then changed his momentum towards you. The blade of his sword slashed once, then twice as you dodged backwards both times. The blade of your own weapon was still on the ground where it had landed earlier, your grip on the pole keeping it exactly where you wanted it to be.
Once more you rushed at him, only this time, you spun the blade 180 degrees on the floor and brought it up and forward. With your momentum charging the upsweep of the wooden blade, Felix didnât have the time to dodge out of the way. It clipped him in the arm, where his shoulder was attached to it.
âPoint,â he called.
Wordlessly, you walked past each other to switch positions. It was your turn to defend from his assault.
âReady.â
âReady.â
You didnât have time to get a full breath in before Felix came forward. He copied your first movement, cutting downward as you chose to defend with the pole of your axe. Successfully blocking his attack, you pushed him back by thrusting the pole that had halted his sword outward.
Unfortunately, he caught his balance before you did. His fast impulse let him drive his sword forward into your chest. Your inability to lower your axe and reset into an athletic stance left you off your center.
His sword struck true, though you could sense he had let up enough of his momentum so as not to knock you over at its poke.
âPoint,â you stated.
By the goddess, point you idiot!
Finally, you remembered! Bringing your hatchet with you back to the weapon rack, you exchanged it for a wooden sword hanging on the metal stand.
This did not go unnoticed by Felix.
â...â
â...something wro-?â
âAre you mocking me?â he questioned. The face of the future Duke had contorted into one of disgust.
âNo, not at all! This is what was nagging me since I entered. Iâm meant to take the certification exam for the Hero class in a few days, though Iâm nowhere near ready. I know my way with an axe, but my skills with the sword could use some work. Iâve attended a couple of seminars, so I came here tonight in hopes of actually practicing,â you assured him.
âA smart idea. You can only learn so much without practical application,â he agreed. âYouâre not going to get anywhere holding it like that, though.â
Swiftly, Felix closed the distance between you, âHold your sword out.â
You did so, paying close attention as he adjusted your grip. It felt more natural already.
âSince your main weapon will be the axe, I doubt theyâll care too much about how you attack with it. Just as long as you can block, defend, and dodge effectively, youâll pass. It takes a certain level of skill to do even that, though.â
âRight.â
He took a few steps back, and you immediately recognized his offensive pose, âIâll take it easy on you these first few times; itâs more important that you work on applying your fundamentals, which you should have picked up from those seminars, than for you to adapt to countering my style. Ready when you are.â
âAlright. Ready.â
Most of the time, when he attacked, it was all about reading the angle of his sword and countering it appropriately. You were strong from your hatchet training, so sustaining the blocks was child's play. Switching the advantage came harder to you, though. To push back and then add a strike of your own was incredibly difficult while enforcing defenses.
It took a few rounds and a lot of bruises, but you eventually fell into better defensive habits with the sword. You were nowhere near Felix's level (even though you knew he was taking it easy on you, it felt like he was toying with you the whole time), but you found yourself much more assured in your base skillset.
"That's enough for tonight. It wonât do either of us any good if we keep sparring when we ought to sleep,â Felix commented, crossing the room and putting his wooden sword into a sheath that had been discarded on the ground.
A single, stark laugh left you, âNever thought Iâd hear you of all people saying- Wait, thatâs yours?â
âIs there a problem?â
âI justâŠdidnât think youâd have brought a wooden sword of all things.â
The swordsman raised a brow, then approached you, âGive me the one youâre holding.â
You did, easily. Then, when Felix took his own wooden blade from its casing, he held it out to you.
Taking it, a small wave of surprise washed over you once you realized it was weighted.
So this must be how he remained so agile when he used a real blade.
âWhat did I expect?â you traded weapons again. Then, you made your way to the rack on the wall to return your borrowed, glorified stick.
Sheathing it for the final time that night, Felix headed to the door while you were still messing around with fitting the sword back into its place.
Before he could leave, you made sure to call out to him.Â
âFelix?â you watched his attention snap back to you. âThanks. You know, for helping me figure this out.â
âTch, weâll need to work longer than just one night to fix all that.â
âOuch. Feel free to lay it on gently, next time.â
âThen save your thanks for after you pass the exam. Besides, who said I was doing it just for you?â he turned to go once more, âPrepare yourself. When Iâm done with you, youâll be one hell of a training partner.â
The doors to the training grounds shut with a resounding echo. You sighed, finally fitting your sword onto the rack. Then, you walked the path back to your dorm.
But as your head made it to your pillow, sleep was hesitant to claim your racing thoughts. Felixâs last words to you were the promise of a trial by fire.
You hoped passing the exam would be worth the price of all the burns.
Sylvain:
âHey, Sylvain. Mind if I borrow you for a sec?â
You dragged him away from his conversation, the two women he was talking to clearly having begun to turn hostile. You didnât know what the philanderer had said to them, but you knew it wasnât good if they were looking at him like that.
âYeah, we might wanna go a little faster,â Sylvain recommended under his breath.
After some casual speed-walking, you both wound up outside the stables. Much to your chagrin, he actually seemed proud of himself. Some people just didnât learn, you supposed.
âThanks for getting me out of there. So, was there something you needed?â
âYes, actually,â you chose to ignore that he believed you would pull him out of his own mess just to be nice, âIâm working on becoming a dark knight. Iâve got the magic part down, and Iâm good enough at the equestrian portion to know Iâll pass. Itâs the lance I really need help with.â
âSo you came to me?â he laughed. âWhat, wouldnât you rather have Dimitri or Ingrid training you? Iâm no good-â
âDonât even try it; youâre not worming your way out of this one. Youâre far from last place in your lance skills and you know it. Besides, you owe me a favor.â
He raised a brow, âThat still doesnât explain why you chose me over Dimitri.â
âIf it really matters that much to you, I canât choose Dimitri. His crest supplies most of his strength, so I didnât think heâd be the best fit for a teacher. Ingrid and Ashe would be okay, but theyâre both out on a mission, right now.â
âSo in other words, I'm your last pick.â
âHey, I couldâve waited for them to return if I wanted. Iâm in no rush to take the exam until Iâm certain Iâll pass,â you countered.
âThenâŠIâm your first pick?â
You lowered your brows, âGet over yourself and help me.â
The two of you made your way down to the training grounds. On the way, Sylvain kept looking around as though he expected those two women to jump out at any moment.
âRelax. I doubt theyâd go train of all things after that encounter. Your reputation might take a small hit, though.â
âYou mean to suggest itâll get worse than it already is?â
You conceded at that point. To tell the truth, you had no idea how Sylvain was still able to pick up women, what with the gossip and rumors attached to him.
Once the doors were shut behind you, Sylvain relaxed a bit more. He instructed you to grab a practice dummy and set it up in the middle of the area. However, once the job was done, the red-headed noble was nowhere to be seen.
I swear to the Goddess, if he ditched m-
A shout of surprise left your throat as you turned around to the sound of a loud thud behind you.
Sylvain laughed, âWoah, didnât mean to scare you! Everythingâs ready now.â
Looking to the ground, you identified a large wooden object in front of your training partner. It wasnât there before, so it was probably what made the noise.
âOkayâŠ?â you questioned, âWhat do we do with the battering ram?â
âOh. Thatâs your new lance.â
Thatâs a funny joke. How the hell am I supposed to lift that thing?
You gave him a strange look, âYouâre kidding, right?â
He stretched his arms out, resting them behind his neck, âNope. Thatâs how my father made me train. He even got in contact with Rhea to make sure at least one of these would be here for me.â
âSeriously?â
You were beginning to have second thoughts about this whole thing, but you were the one that asked him for help. If he was willing to give it to you, you were taking it.
âAlright, then. What do I need to do?â
The Gautier heir picked up the ram with ease, walking over to the training dummy to demonstrate.
With him talking you through it, you pieced together that the plan was for you to stab with the ram, then swipe horizontally both ways before finally swiping vertically both ways. Each portion of the exercise was to be repeated twenty times.
âGo ahead, give it a try.â
Thudding on the ground once more when he set it down, the battering ram lied in wait as you approached it.
But even picking it up was a challenge. Both of your hands were on the same handle as you yanked upwards to no avail.
âSylvain, thereâs no way I can lift this.â
A huff of air left his nose in a chuckle, âProbably shouldâve guessed that. No offense.â
âDonât sweat it. Thatâs why I'm here, after all. Any other ideas?â you asked.
âNo, no, this could work. Here, you take the back handle and Iâll hang onto the front.â
Together, you managed to lift it, though you were surprised at how much of the work you felt yourself doing.
Sylvain guided the direction of your swing while you did the actual movement. It was a pretty effective system, if you were in any position to say, and you could really feel it in your arms. Nonetheless, you refused to let up. The two of you went through the motions until all of the reps were finished. After your first set, however, a short break was in order.
âOf course, this wonât just be a one day thing. Itâll take a couple weekends to really get results. Feel free to let me know when you need help, and Iâll find time to make it down here to work with you,â he offered.
So it was. Over the next week, you both made it a habit to train with each other after lunch. Eventually, you were able to get through the routine without him. He would still be sure to make an appearance, but at this point, you werenât exactly sure why.
Once you felt closer to ready, the two of you met up about three days before you were scheduled to take the exam. This time, Sylvain handed you one of the practice lances and instructed you to do the same exercise.
Immediately, you noticed an improvement. The motions were so much faster, and your hits had become so much stronger than before.
It seemed your âteacherâ noticed it, too.
âGreat, now letâs put it to some real use.â
Sylvain picked up a wooden lance of his own while you moved away from the training dummy.
âGo easy on me, yeah?â you laughed. âIâm not exactly used to this new strength, yet.â
âDonât worry, my crest wonât activate during something like regular sparring.â
You noticed his defensive stance. He was prepared for you to attack.
Best not to keep him waiting.
Adjusting your grip, you made your way over to him. You moved your arm to act out a horizontal swiping motion, but you didnât actually go through with it. Reading his backwards dodge easily, you didnât let up on your charge until after he had caught his jump. Then, you used your momentum to poke forward.
âAgh-! Yup, that oneâs definitely yours,â he grunted in suppressed pain, âMy fault for anticipating, though.â
âYou good to go again, orâŠ?â
Sylvain plastered on a grin, âNah, Iâll be fine. I can handle a little bruise.â
If he didnât want to do anything about it, you certainly werenât going to force him anywhere. Round two it was.
This time, you both went back and forth for a bit until the poles of your lances were locked in a stalemate. You were so focused that you didnât notice Sylvain stick his leg out until he had swept your feet from beneath you.
Thinking fast (as mages always did to avoid getting hit), you used the energy of falling to create the momentum that allowed you to roll away from him. Getting up fast was going to be the key to winning this bout.
Not a second too soon, you were on your feet and swinging your lace around your body until it halted just before hitting Sylvainâs side, who was still running toward you. He noticed immediately and stopped his advance.
âThatâs your point, too. A bit unconventional, and I have no idea how youâll recreate that on a testâŠâ
âWell thereâs no way I can control what happens on the test, right? If itâs just sparring, then sparring practice is the best I can do.â
âCanât argue with that,â Sylvain said matter-of-factly. âOne more, or should we call it a day?â
You recalled how you jabbed at him square in the chest during your first bout, and then how you just barely managed to avoid hitting him in the second.
âIâm good,â you nodded. âIâm a bit tired today. Besides, thereâs always tomorrow.â
âSure. Well then, see you here again tomorrow.â
He left you behind to clean everything up, but you didnât blame him. He probably would have given away how bad his injury was if he tried to bend over anyway. Classic Sylvain, who could never manage to fool anyone but himself.
Placing the lances back where they were meant to be stored, your thoughts turned to the future. The exam that had once felt like a huge barrier now looked merely like a step on a staircase. You knew you had Sylvain to thank for that.
Maybe youâd get to it eventually, but for now, youâd stick to showing your thanks in other ways. Whether he noticed it or not.
#fire emblem x reader#fire emblem#fiction#fe x reader#fe3h#fire emblem three houses#fe3h x reader#fe3h x m!reader#fire emblem x male reader#fe3h felix x reader#fe3h felix#felix hugo fraldarius#felix x reader#sylvain gautier#fe3h sylvain#sylvain#sylvain x reader
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would rlly like a scenario where sylvain befriends an m!reader and one day he sees him laughing and is like well shit! i guess i really like guys and am bi!
I include Sylvain in the list of âIntSys Missed Bi Chancesâ
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â(Name), check this out,â Sylvain winks at you. You lean against the wall.
âAlright, Gautier, impress me,â you taunt, shooting him a lopsided smile. Sylvain suddenly felt strange, was it the competition? Or was it the need to impress you?
Both.
Itâs gotta be both.
Sylvain slid next to a lonesome blonde and waved the waiter over.
âGet a drink for the lovely lady and put it on my tab,â Sylvain smiles. The girl perks her eyebrow up and thanks him. âItâs no problem,â he says. The waiter places two drinks between the two of them and they start to chat. After a while, he excuses himself and walks back to you.
âThatâs it? Thatâs all you have to do.â
âYup.â
âBuy them a drink and talk for a while?â
âYeah.â
âThat easy?â
âThat. Easy. Try it,â Sylvain nudges towards the brunette at the table next to them who was, of course, alone. You sigh and shake your head.
âFine, but youâre coming with me.â
âOf course! Anything for my friend,â he says. Huh, that stung a little. You walk over to the table and wave at the girl. She looks up from her book and waves back.
âHey, mind if me and my friend sit here?â You ask.
âBe my guest,â she says. Sylvain slides in first and you follow. You look at her book.
âHey, thatâs the Kingâs Fall,â you eye the cover, a sudden smile graces her lips.
âIt is! The most recent edition to the-â
âKingâs Among Us series,â you both say. You stare at each other for awhile before you start laughing.
âWhat did you think about the Captainâs sacrifice?â
âAre you kidding?! Tragic. Horrible. I canât believe K.C. would do that to us!â
âI know? What the heck,â you turn to Sylvain. âHave you read the series?â
âIâve only heard of it,â Sylvain shrugs. âI think I saw Ashe reading it once.â
âOh, Ashe is a classmate of ours,â you explain. The girl, who introduced herself as Cynthia, looks between the two of you.
âOh, now I recognize those uniforms. Youâre from the Officersâ Academy.â
âThatâs right,â you smile. âAnd your uniform, youâre from the School of Sorcery, right?â
âYes, actually.â
âThatâs really cool, I graduated from there last year.â
âOh, so youâre only a year older then?â
âYeah, I suppose so...â
As your conversation moved on, Sylvain could only watch with his head in the clouds. Looking at you at this angle was just... The light hit you perfectly, the sounds around them just died out when you spoke. And the way you just clicked with this girl, it kind of made him jealous.
Huh, him? Jealous? He thought heâd never see the day.
Then, a sudden realization hit him as he turned to face you once again.
Holy shit.
Heâs in love with you.
#fe3h#feth#fire emblem#Fire Emblem Three Houses#fe3h sylvain#sylvain jose gautier#fe3h x reader#fe3h x male!reader#sylvain x reader#sylvain x male!reader#fe3h scenarios#request
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â„ Toilet Bound Hanako-kun
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â„ Twisted Wonderland
â„ Genshin Impact
â„ Fire Emblem Three Houses
â„ Arcane
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â„ Headcanons
â„ Character Interactions
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Please forgive me if there is a character you wanted to request but isnât on this list! I just have my own preferences of who I write and which ones are easier. (i.e. sometimes certain characters donât have enough screentime)
bold = platonic only
⊠đđđđ âŠÂ Yashiro Nene, Hanako/Yugi Amane, Yugi Tsukasa, Kou Minamoto, Teru Minamoto, Mitsuba Sousuke, Akane Aoi, Aoi Akane, Yako, Tsuchugomori, Hyuuga Natsuhiko, Nanamine Sakura, Shijima Mei
⊠đđ! âŠÂ Sakuya Sakuma, Masumi Usui, Tsuzuru Minagi, Itaru Chigasaki, Citron, Chikage Utsuki, Tenma Sumeragi, Yuki Rurikawa, Muku Sakisaka, Misumi Ikaruga, Kazunari Miyoshi, Kumon Hyodo, Banri Settsu, Juza Hyodo, Sakyo Furuichi, Taichi Nanao, Omi Fushimi, Azami Izumida, Tsumugi Tsukioka, Tasuku Takato, Homare Arisugawa, Hisoka Mikage, Azuma Yukishiro, Guy, Izumi Tachibana, Matsukawa, Tetsuro, Ken Sakoda
⊠đđ°đąđŹđđđ đđšđ§đđđ«đ„đđ§đ âŠÂ Riddle Rosehearts, Trey Clover, Cater Diamond, Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Leona Kingscholar, Ruggie Bucchi, Jack Howl, Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech, Kalim Al-Asim, Jamil Viper, Vil Schoenheit, Rook Hunt, Epel Felmier, Idia Shroud, Ortho Shroud, Malleus Draconia, Lilia Vanrouge, Silver, Sebek Zigvolt, Cheka, Che'nya, Neige Leblanche, Grim
⊠đđđ§đŹđĄđąđ§ đđŠđ©đđđ âŠÂ Aether, Lumine, Paimon, Dainsleif, Scara/Wanderer, Albedo, Amber, Arataki Itto, Barbara, Beidou, Bennett, Chongyun, Collei, Cyno, Diluc, Diona, Eula, Fischl, Gorou, Hu Tao, Jean, Kaedehara Kazuha, Kaeya, Kamisato Ayaka, Klee, Kujou Sara, Kuki Shinobu, Lisa, Mona, Ningguang, Noelle, Qiqi, Raiden Shogun/Ei, Razor, Rosaria, Sangonomiya Kokomi, Sayu, Shenhe, Shikanoin Heizou, Sucrose, Tartaglia, Thoma, Tighnari, Venti, Xiangling, Xiao, Xingqiu, Xinyan, Yae Miko, Yanfei, Yelan, Yoimiya, Yun Jin, Zhongli
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I automatically make the reader gender neutral unless you specifiy otherwise!
I tend to write more general things now for TBHK rather than reader inserts, but I'll still accept requests for X Readers if you wish.
Iâve seen up to Chapter 5 with TWST, along with about half of Chapter 6, so try not to send requests that include spoilers for anything beyond that! It'd be greatly appreciated ^^
For FE3H, I don't write for the Church of Seiros (except for Flayn). I like them all but I just don't enjoy writing for them as much qwq
Iâve watched all of Arcane but I havenât played League of Legends so if thereâs something that I should know about, please let me know!
For any requests involving the fluff alphabet I have, I'll allow a maximum of 5 letters and 5 characters per request. Just remember that the more letters and characters there are, the longer it'll take me to finish.
Regarding suggestive requests, anyone under 16 will not be allowed to have suggestive requests. It just makes me uncomfortable. (Suggestive meaning no full blown NSFW but some mild spice.)
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đ.apprentice's prayers â Non-request writing!
đ.pragma â Romantic and/or Fluff
đ.mania â Angst
đ.eros â Suggestive
đ.philia â Platonic (as Friends)
đ.storge â Platonic (as Family)
#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#genshin impact x reader#fire emblem x reader#arcane x reader#fire emblem three houses x reader#tbhk x reader#a3 x reader#đ.apprentice's rules
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A Cleric and a Prince
Dimitri x Reader
Cannon typical violence, deep splinters, personal threats
Being a healer at Garreg Mach is a challenging job. Working with Manuela in the infirmary is a mixture of emotions. Happy to help others, sad that she has so many personal issues, anxious when someone arrives with serious wounds, hilarious when the students tell you exactly how they become (not seriously) hurt before arriving in the infirmary.
You have not yet been instructed regarding the fine points of battle. If the students need healing battalions, you are part of the Seiros Sacred Monks, helping Mercedes. Your group frequently accompanies the Blue Lions in battles as well as working with them in the monastery, being available to heal them after rough sparring sessions and general needs.
Eventually, a few members of your battalion are assigned to specific members of the class. You are assigned to Dimitri and Dedue. You cannot handle Felixâs antagonistic personality. Sylvain, well, he was given a male healer so that he will focus on what is hurt versus being Sylvain.
After a few battles Dimitri and Dedue realize that you are their assigned healer. It is not announced to the troops, however they notice the same healers heading to assist the same team members. Dimitri asks you to sit with him and Dedue during meals quite often. Dedue speaks with you frequently during your time together in the greenhouse. Healing herbs donât plant themselves.
Youâve become good friends with both of them. Cheering them both on when they enter the lance tournaments. Joining them in the training grounds, healing their injuries, or the injuries of their opponents more likely, after a long sparring session.
Things fall apart after the battle that occurs in the Holy Tomb. Dimitri is acting strange and distant. Dedue shields you from him at times. Dimitriâs health is suffering, you can tell that heâs not eating and sleeping properly. You help Dedue mix other herbs into the princeâs tea, hoping to get him to sleep occasionally. You find out about Dimitriâs ageusia and load up on the sleeping herbs. Dimitri is a big guy and there are enough herbs in this batch to knock out a horse. He finally sleeps for a night, Dedue cannot force the tea on him every day, he gives it to him as often as he can.
The battle when they lose the Professor is devastating. Dimitri is seriously injured, you keep him from the brink of death. As soon as he is mobile, Dimitri disappears with Dedue following him.
Remaining with the Knights of Seiros you are trained to fight like everyone else. Nearly five years are spent searching for Rhea, fighting Imperial troops, and thieves. Returning to the monastery after the anniversary of the millennium festival, the place is a mess, in worse condition than when you marched away with the rest of the Knights. The Blue Lions return. Dimitri is with them, at least the shell of him is here.
You attempt many times to speak with him while he keeps his vigil at the base of the shattered statue of the goddess.
âThe Dimitri you once knew is dead, only this repulsive blood-covered monster remains!â he screeches at you as you enter with a tray of food from the kitchens.
You have learned to bring things that can survive his rage. Any food or drink you bring near him is immediately upended or thrown against the wall. In times of true hunger, the Boar forages, grabbing the chunk of sausage or meat skewers, now stale bread and raw vegetables from the floor.
The times that he is lucid are few. Infrequently, the Professor can have a partial conversation with him. If you catch him while he sleeps or as soon as he wakes, he may let you approach to clean a few wounds and heal him.
Felix scoffs at you, telling you that you are wasting your time and effort on a beast, a worthless animal. Yet Felix is there, every day, just like you, watching over him.
The army heads for Ailell, obtaining additional troops and Rodrigue joins them. Rodrigue can have a few conversations with Dimitri, however Dimitriâs anger still controls him. It is only when they take over the Great Bridge at Myrddin that a change is sparked in him, when Dedue rejoins the Blue Lions.
Now, when food is brought, it is handed to Dedue, who will not allow his highness to throw the trays. Dedue directs the prince not to use his rage upon those that come to aid him. He even convinces Dimitri to remove his armor, a few pieces at a time, to be cleaned and repaired. Dimitri allows the Professor or you to approach, assisting with cleansing his wounds, healing, and clearing his infections.
The army marches for Gronder Field. You stand amongst the troops in his battalion, waiting for the order to proceed. Suddenly it is time to advance. Dimitri and Dedue sprint far ahead of their battalions, they are immediately surrounded by enemies. The battalions fight their best, you alongside them. Perhaps nobody will notice if you cast physic on Dimitri. Dedue is a brick wall, or at least is made of stone, he does not get injured often. The Blue Lions fiercely move forward, Dimitri is determined to reach Edelgard and end her life.
Dedue assists by clearing the last armored Imperial fighter in Dimitriâs way as the leaders of the opposing troops battle. You are fighting Edelgardâs battalion members, preventing them from attacking Dimitri and Dedue. A sudden roar comes from Dimitri as Edelgard is warped away by Hubert. His prize taken from him, Dimitri lashes out at her remaining battalion members, crushing heads and ripping off arms, rending flesh.
The sounds of battle dissipate. You are called to the medical tents to assist with healing. Suddenly the word spreads around camp that Rodrigue has fallen. You cry, not just for Rodrigue, but for Dimitri, whose rage was calming due to Rodrigue and Dedueâs work, and for Felix, who is now alone.
Dimitri solemnly returns to Garreg Mach, Dedue at his side as they escort the body of his dear departed friend.
After the funeral, you march to the Cathedral, arms full of bandages and cleansing cloths. Dimitri would not let you treat his wounds after the battle, during the march or the service. Dedue convinced Dimitri to bathe for the wake. You approach them both as Dedue helps you undress Dimitri from the waist up. As you clean his wounds to avoid further infection, heal him, apply salves, and bandage him, Dimitri looks at you for the first time in forever.
âI am sorry for your loss. I know Rodrigue was like a father to you.â You tell him softly as you wrap a bandage around his left arm.
âHe told me I should live for my ideals.â Dimitri swallows, his voice trembles, âRather than stay shackled by the ghosts of the past.â
âLearn from the past, live for the future.â You smile at him, smoothing some salve to his left ribs. âI know you can do it. Rodrigue believed in you. I do too.â
âMy apologies for any problems I have caused you.â He says then hangs his head.
Tying off the bandage on his chest you hug him. âAll is forgiven. Rest easy.â You whisper.
Heâs not sure what to do, he lifts you into his lap and surrounds you with his arms lightly touching your back, fearful of his great strength. He sobs into your shoulder as you softly whisper comforting words to him patting his back and rubbing his shoulders.
When his tears end, you ask Dedue to get a small towel wet. You place it on Dimitriâs face to cool his forehead eyes and nose. While pressing it to his face, you cast a faith spell to reduce the pain and swelling from crying. After a few minutes you peek underneath the cloth over his good eye.
âHowâs it going?â You softly ask.
His blue eye looks at yours. âBetter.â
You climb from his lap and he stands, taking a deep breath. âI should probably speak with Byleth.â He coughs into his hand. âThank you.â He says bowing.
âIâm always at your service.â You smile.
The battle in Fhirdiad is awful. You had not been to the capital of Faerghus too frequently, it is painful to see so many lives ruined, buildings and homes demolished. The citizens are rebelling against the Imperial army, doing their best to help. Although the commoners are brave, you cannot help but feel grief-stricken when they are killed. The people are not trained fighters, however they feel so heart strong for their land and kingdom.
The battle against Cornelia is harrowing, under the tactical eye of Byleth and strong will of Dimitri, the Blue Lions are triumphant. Bells ring throughout the city proclaiming the victory. Citizens are jubilant, dancing in the streets. A celebratory feast is held in the castle.
You are in the infirmary, healing and patching up anyone that comes for treatment. Working long hours into the night, you collapse into an empty infirmary bed for a well-deserved rest. The morning comes quickly. Dedue arrives asking for assistance with Dimitriâs wounds. The serious injuries for soldiers have been addressed, ensuring that the soon to be King is healthy is the next item on the priority list.
âThank you for coming to my aid.â Dimitri humbly addresses you as you enter his room. âI did not see you at the feast. I was told you were working with the other clerics, healing those that could be helped. I feel guilty asking for your assistance.â
âWe need you to lead us.â You smile. âIt makes no sense to let you become ill from infection.â
As you treat his wounds and bandage him, you tell him stories of his brave people. How they worked together to aid in the fighting, putting out fires to save buildings, pulling other citizens away from the battles, and how all of them support him.
Dimitri again lets his thoughts go back to when he was lost and out of control. You reassure him that the people have forgiven him. They cannot lead themselves, not yet anyway. Everyone can heal together. Rebuild the city, rebuild the people. Put people into place that are good rulers, good people to look up to and respect.
The conversation goes on, you did not realize that the two of you are talking for hours. It is quite late, he should probably be asleep.
âCome Dimitri, it is time for you to go to bed. Get dressed and I will tuck you in and tell you a story.â You grin at him. He holds you to your word. He calls to you after he is dressed in his nightclothes and under his covers.
You gently tuck him in and blow out all the candles but one. You tell him a fairy tale about a boy, magic beans, an evil goose, and a giant. Your hand is on the bed next to him. Gently he places his on top of yours before the story is done. You take his hand in both of yours, rubbing it warmly between yours as you tell him another story about silly animals that think they can sing and their adventures. When you know he is asleep, you take the candle with you as you leave.
The rest and recovery time in the capital is short lived as the army heads out to Derdriu to assist Claude, the city is under siege. Byleth leads the troops just in time to rescue them. The army turns south to head to Enbarr. One last attempt in negotiating for peace is held with Edelgard, however neither side would give in. Battle is the only way to finish the war.
The battle goes through the streets and heart of the city. So many dead, so much blood everywhere. Everyone gave their all. Edelgard refuses to stand down and her life ends. Dimitri, Byleth, and the rest of the army claim the final victory in the war.
You hound Dimitri for thirty minutes before Dedue steps in, helping remind him that he is injured from the battle and needs treatment. Taking him to a quiet and safe room inside the castle you cleanse his wounds, stitching what he would let you and healing him. You then force him to drink water.
âMay I finally return to my duties?â He grumbles.
âYes, now that I feel like you will not fall over in the middle of them.â You answer. Turning to Dedue you instruct him, âDo not let him stay up all night. He needs to try to eat and sleep.â
âAs you wish.â Dedue nods as he follows his liege.
âWait, you have not been healed as well. Sit and show me your wounds.â You direct him to a chair. Soon Dedue is allowed to follow Dimitri to the multiple destinations on the agenda for the evening.
You head to the temporary infirmary, healing and tending to all the injured, be they from your army or citizens of Enbarr.
Finally, the army leaves for Fhirdiad at the beginning of the Verdant Rain Moon. Everyone is happy to be in the cooler temperatures in the northern part of the continent. You settle in the castle, working in the infirmary, staying in the residence for the healers. In your spare time you volunteer healing the hurt and ailing citizens, working alongside them to help rebuild and recover.
Dimitriâs coronation is a grand affair and a healing event for the city. It is a celebration that proves things are well and that prosperity is just around the corner. You sneak out of the infirmary to watch Dimitri be crowned as King. The cheering of everyone brings tears to your eyes. Their hopes and dreams are now resting on his shoulders.
Finishing work, you arrive at the celebration long after the food has been served, someone had been kind enough to send trays of food to the infirmary and it was shared with the patients that remain there as well. Even the spirits of those still suffering injuries are high and in a celebratory mood.
You clean up, wearing clothing proper enough for a meeting with the king, not really fancy enough for a royal party, it is enough you think as you arrive at the festivities that are ongoing. Dancing, singing, drinking and toasts will most likely continue for the entire night. You look over the crowd, finding Dedue is not difficult, he towers over everyone. You wind your way through the other happy celebrants to stand by his side.
âGood evening, Dedue. Is everything going well?â You ask him.
Dedue leans toward you, whispering. âI am well. His Highness has been quite swept up in the events of the day and should move to retire soon.â
âI agree. It looks like he is being cornered by quite the crowd of potential dance partners, let me see if I can intervene.â You answer with the slightest bit of a grin.
Walking up to the King with an air of authority, you bow and wait for the opportunity to address him. Dimitri appears happily surprised at your presence.
âI am pleased to see you are able to join us. Is there anything I can do for you?â Dimitri smiles, but it appears to be a bit weary.
âMy King, as your personal physician, I must remind you that your health is quite important and request that you retire. Your schedule is full of meetings tomorrow and will need your complete attention.â Your attitude and stance are such that nobody wishes to question your authority.
âMy apologies, ladies. But I must leave the festivities for now, healers orders.â Dimitri smiles sincerely as the women surround him groan in disappointment and disburse, looking for another noble to taunt.
Escorting the King to Dedue, the three of you leave the venue, proceeding toward the Kingâs residential area of the castle. Once the three of you are far enough away, he stops.
âThank you so much for rescuing me.â Dimitri gasps. âI felt like the last piece of meat at a butcher shop.â
âLiving up to your name, Di-meat-tri.â You succumb to the terrible pun.
He laughs as you head to his quarters. You excuse yourself as you reach his door.
âNo, please, come in.â Dimitri opens the door for both of you. He heads straight for a chair and holds his leg up for Dedue to pull his boots off.
âAhhh!â Dimitri gasps. âMy feet are killing me! I have been on them all day.â
Pain? He has pain?! We canât have that. You procure a stool and sit at his feet. Grabbing a leg you place the kingâs foot on your lap and massage it, noticing the slight swelling at his ankle from being on his feet all day. Using a bit of faith magic and expert fingers, Dimitri is content. You turn and take his other foot in hand for some healing and muscle manipulation. When you are finished, you look up to see one very asleep Dimitri.
Dedue smiles and you let yourself out the door as he takes Dimitri to his bedroom.
The castle calms down over the next few days, a comforting routine takes over. Dedue unexpectedly calls you to the Kingâs quarters, there was an accident in the training grounds when Dimitri was sparring with Felix. Dedue advises you of the situation and you bring the necessary tools to come to the Kingâs aid.
Entering his room, you find Dimitri seated by the window at his desk, looking over paperwork.
âMy apologies for having to summon you. It is a trivial matter, however Dedue is concerned about infection.â Dimitri looks embarrassed. He is in his undershirt, his left shoulder and upper arm covered in dark streaks, debris, and blood. Imbedded under his skin are many long and deep splinters.
âThis doesnât look like it came from a weapon.â You observe.
âNo, Felix knocked me over and I fell into the wall. I did not know the wood had weathered and well, here I am.â Dimitri says sheepishly.
âA steady hand and some antibiotics will take care of this.â You nod, unrolling the pack of sharp tools and tweezers.
Beginning with a bit of faith magic to numb the area, you take into hand a sharp scalpel, cutting along the length of some of the deeper splinters to make it easier to remove them. A tool in hand with a needle like point lifts the imbedded wood while the other hand manipulates the tweezers pulling at a large piece of wood. The easier pieces to remove are no problem as you place splinter after splinter on a piece of cloth on the table. Next it is time to work on some that are deeper in his flesh.
âCome on, nice and easy. You can do it. Mmmmmmâ You softly say, coaxing the splinter from his shoulder. âYessssss.â You mutter with satisfaction as it comes out in a single piece.
Laying the bloody wooden spike on the cloth you look up at the King, rubbing his forearm. Dimitri listens raptly to your chatter as you work. You are talking to splinters, but some of the words and how you say them areâŠsultry.
âHow are you doing Dimitri? Need me to take a break?â You look into his blue eye that is staring at you, not paying any attention to his papers.
âIâmâŠIâm fine.â Dimitri stutters as he grabs a paper, holding it up to read, hiding his blush from the enticing words you are using to help coax out the splinters.
You nod, getting back to work. âYou naughty thing, stabbing our King. Right there, yes, come out.â You beckon the splinters out as you dig them from his shoulder. Giving a happy sigh you place another large piece of wood onto the cloth.
âIâm going to tear apart the training grounds and find every splintery piece of wood and give them a piece of my mind.â You grumble as you go after a smaller splinter. Moving Dimitriâs shoulder and arm, you place his hand on your knee, giving the right flex to his arm to get to the next splinter.
Dimitri turns his head and coughs a few times. âAhem.â He is quite embarrassed. He tries very hard not to think about his hand and where it is. PapersâŠsupposed to be reading papers, right.
âAre you feeling okay?â You lean forward to rub circles on his back. âYouâre not coming down with a cold, are you?â Your voice is terribly concerned.
âNo.â Dimitri shakes his head trying to clear his thoughts. Itâs hard to think while his back is being rubbed. âYou can continue.â He holds the paper closer to his face so you cannot see the pink tint return to his cheeks.
You continue to verbally coax the splinters from his arm, occasionally giving a squeal when you successfully remove a piece without it breaking. Applying an antiseptic salve, you rub it into the wound.
âI donât want to heal it quite yet. Iâd like to check later and see if anything is left in there. Iâll bandage it for now and check before you change for bed.â You announce as you pick up his arm and place his hand on your shoulder.
âHold it right there so I can bandage you.â You demand as you begin rolling the bandage around his arm several times to keep the salve on his wounds and prevent it from soiling his clothes. You sit down and slowly move your hands down the rest of his arm, lightly massaging it as you go. Massaging the center of his palm you are satisfied that you have removed them all.
âIs there anything else I can do for you, Dimitri?â You stand and slightly bow to him.
He clears his throat, âNo, that is all.â He says in his normal deep voice. Then adds a soft, âThank you.â
Later that evening you knock on Dimitriâs door, beckoned in you see both Dimitri and Dedue looking at the Kingâs already unwrapped arm.
Dedue stands behind his arm as you approach. Dimitri is seated in a chair pulled close to a large candelabra providing sufficient light. Dedue points out two areas that are redder than the rest, some deep hidden splinters as you had feared. Dimitriâs shoulder is a bit warm to the touch, another sign of an infection brewing. You hand Dedue your tools, there is no table nearby. Casting numbing faith magic, you take your scalpel and cut a small slit into one area that is bright red. Holding the flesh apart with the scalpel and edge of the tweezers you see a black bit that must be another splinter. Quickly you grasp the end with the tweezer and pull out an inch long piece of wood.
âThat would have festered into a terrible mess. Let me flush it with some antiseptic.â You pour some liquid from the bottle onto the wound, wiping the excess with a cloth to not cause a mess.
The second irritated spot is more difficult to see. Changing the angle of Dimitriâs arm helps, you take his hand and place it around your right hip.
âKeep your arm there, Dimitri. Donât move while I have this knife in hand.â You warn as you cut into another deep area where youâve already removed some splinters.
Dimitri doesnât move, heâs frozen to the spot. So close, his arm is wrapped partly around you and your hip.
You hand the scalpel to Dedue as you carefully pull with the tweezers. This splinter is not as long, but already showing signs of infection, a pocket of pus surrounding the bloody wood. Pouring antiseptic in again to flush it clean you dab the spot.
âI hope you donât mind a couple stitches.â You announce to Dimitri as everything happens at once.
Felix slams the door open to the Kingâs chambers, asking the boar if he ever got the splinters out.
Dimitri panics as his arm is around a woman when Felix enters the room, thus he stands up, pulling his arm into you knocking you backwards. Dimitri and Dedue both lean forward to reach for your falling form at the same time, smacking their heads together, hard. Dedue stays on his feet. You fall onto your back onto the carpet, followed by Dimitri who falls crosswise across your chest grabbing his head and preventing it from hitting the ground.
Felix stands with his mouth agape as you ask him, âDid you get any splinters, Felix?â looking up at him from underneath Dimitriâs prone form.
âTch. No. But you may want to check to see that he didnât hit his head as well.â Felix grumbles as he backs out of the room, closing the door behind him.
After a moment you heartily laugh at the whole situation. Dimitri and Dedue join in as everyone scrambles to their feet. You make them take a seat as you feel the bumps on their heads. Healing their heads first then stitching and healing Dimitriâs arm you ask if there is anything else needed this evening.
âNo, that will be all.â Dimitri says with a soft smile.
You smile widely back at him. âThank you for letting me serve you, my King.â You bow and leave the room.
The next day you are up early in the training grounds with two carpenters and their wood planes, smoothing every visible piece of wood in the grounds. Returning to the infirmary you continue healing those injured in mishaps around the castle. A young page knocks on the door and hands you a note and a bouquet of flowers. You are invited to tea with Dimitri this afternoon. You advise the page you accept the invitation.
The infirmary workload is light today. Things are slowly settling down after the coronation. Visitors have left and reconstruction is not as desperate as before, thus less injuries. Leaving the infirmary you head to your room, changing into a nice dress and fixing your hair a bit. You are eager to find out what business the King wishes to speak with you about. Heading to his personal wing of the castle, you knock at his door.
Dedue answers, inviting you in. As you enter, Dedue exits, closing the door behind him. Dimitri is dressed casually, no coat or jacket, simply in his shirtsleeves. As you enter the room, he stands to greet you.
âPlease, join me.â Dimitri smiles, holding out his hand as he sits at one end of the settee, a large table with a tea service and sweet treats piled high on a tray. You take a seat on the other end, Dimitri pours tea for you.
âI believe Bergamot is a tea you favor, is that correct?â He smiles as he gently and carefully hands you your cup and saucer.
âYes. Itâs my favorite.â You return the smile as you reach for the honey, letting some drip into your cup, leaving the tea on the table as the contents are still too warm to drink.
Dimitri clears his throat. âI suppose I should get straight to the point. I am sure you are wondering why, out of the blue, I have suddenly invited you to tea. Things have been quite busy with ending the war and then plans for the coronation and the coronation itself. Of course, things are always busy as one is trying to set up the government again after so many years of chaos. It seems like there is a never ending list of meetings and consultations and conferences. And Iâm rambling, arenât I?â He coughs into his hand and swallows, taking a deep breath.
You reach out and touch his hand that is sitting on the settee between you. âDimitri, we have known each other for years. We have fought together in a war. I have seen you at your worst. I am so happy now seeing you at your best. You can tell me what is on your mind.â You smile at him warmly.
Dimitri relaxes a little and takes a deep breath. âYes. We have known each other quite some time. You have been by my side, helping me and supporting our efforts. You were there when I was so terribly lost. I thank you for that very much. You believed in me when I needed it the most. NowâŠâ He takes your hand, softly as he can between both of his, staring at you intently, his hands begin to tremble.
Time stops as you look at each other in silence. His voice is soft and low as he speaks, âWould youâŠwould you allowmecourtyou?â He sighs heavily, searching your face desperately for your answer.
First you smile, then you nod, he still looks at you. Figuring he wants to hear your answer you lean forward a bit.
âYes.â You gasp, bringing your other hand over his hands that still hold yours.
âYes? Oh yes! Thank you.â He grins happily. If he were a puppy his tail would be wagging hard enough to knock everything off the table. He had been expecting a no, so the yes took a few seconds to register. His cheeks are red, his eye sparkles and he laughs a bit with glee. âIâm just so happy. I donât know what to do with myself. I had been worried and fretting over your answer, I had no idea what to think if you actually said yes.â
âWell, right now we can sit and chat and have some tea. Perhaps you can tell me of some things that you would like me to do to help you. Your day is filled with doing everything for the country. Perhaps some time can be carved out for doing things for you.â You reach for your teacup, taking a sip.
âGoing outside sounds amazing. Iâve been cooped up inside the castle every day. I want to get on a horse and ride. To no place in particular, just feel the wind on my face and sun on my back.â His look is far away with a relaxed smile.
âIf it is a nice day, we can take tea together in the gardens. The King should have the ability to make time for a ride at least once a week, if it is a nice day. If they give you too much trouble, Iâll ask your clerics to write a note prescribing a required amount of sunshine for your health.â You smile then take another sip of tea.
The next few days both of you take tea in the gardens together. You are happily surprised when he identifies several different plants.
âMy interest in plants came from Dedue. He is always gardening in his free time. I insisted that we include some flowering plants from Duscur in the gardens. I would love to see plants from all over Fodlan here, growing together, just like the country.â He holds out his hand so that you can take his. He is still too cautious of his strength to touch you on his own.
The Harvest Festival calls for the city to be decorated in oranges, reds, yellows, and gold. Many displays and booths line the streets to celebrate the great harvest now that the land is at peace. Dimitri invites you to the event and you arrive alongside him in the royal coach. The path before you is cleared by soldiers surrounding the king for his protection.
Dimitri graciously offers compliments and accolades to all that have worked so hard providing food for everyone. His eye goes wide at the size of some of the pumpkins entered in a competition to see who could grow the largest. Often the two of you stop to admire a street performer entertaining the crowd. One of the rear soldiers drops multiple gold coins into each of the receptacles of the performers.
Suddenly you hear a shriek followed by a wailing cry. You dash off into the crowd, your medical instincts taking over. At the base of a tree, you find a woman crying over her son. The rambunctious six year old had climbed the tree, much to his motherâs dismay, to have a look at the King as he walked past. Unfortunately, the boy did not know the branch he was standing on was weak, it broke sending the child tumbling to the ground. Mother and child are crying as you kneel next to him.
âWhat is your name, young sir?â You ask him calmly.
He stifles a few tears enough to answer. âJakob.â
âMay I see where you are hurt?â You smile a bit, holding out your hands.
He points to his arm, his wrist is already swelling. He tries to lift it and lets out a wail.
âShhhh. Hold still.â You hold the arm and wrist in yours as faith magic works into his injury. You hold his arm straight and begin ordering anyone nearby to provide splints and bandages. Immobilizing and wrapping Jakobâs arm, you give instructions to his mother. As you stand, you notice Dimitri is at your side.
âKing Dimitri, may I introduce you to my newest friend, Jakob. Jakob, this is King Dimitri.â You smile.
Jakob has the biggest smile across his face as he stands and bows before the king. âIt is my pleasant honor to meet you King Dimitri.â
The King bows to Jakob, âIt is my pleasure to meet you as well. I suggest you heed your motherâs warning when it comes to climbing trees.â He smiles as he ruffles the boyâs hair.
âYes sir, King Dimitri sir!â Jacob stammers.
âPlease bring him to the castle tomorrow morning so I can check his arm.â You tell his mother. She thanks you several times.
You return to walking along the street with the King, admiring the displays and visiting with the people. A street vendor hawking his booth loudly calls out your direction.
âOi! Your Kingship! Have a try at me booth! Just one throw is all I ask!â The manâs voice calls out over the crowd as he stands juggling coconuts.
You bump your shoulder into his and giggle as Dimitri shakes his head and concedes. âWhat is it that you ask of me?â
The man bows so deeply his head nearly touches the ground. âAhh, Your Kingship! So wonderful to be graced by your presence. I only ask that you throw one of these coconuts at the stack of milk bottles at the rear of my booth. Should you knock them all down, you win!â The showman raises his hand to the target with a practiced flourish then both hands in the air as a sign of victory.
âGo on.â You nudge him again. He looks so cute when heâs put on the spot.
âVery well.â King Dimitri takes one of the offered orbs, staring at it for a moment, then hurls it at the stack. Milk bottles fly in six different directions, most of them landing far from the booth as the target is destroyed, the coconut breaks open on the rear wall of the booth and falls to the ground, shattered.
âWhat an arm! Your Majesty! Congratulations!â The showman scampers over to a special box and removes a beautiful hand crafted stuffed blue lion in all its majesty. A collar around its neck proudly displays the shield of Blaiddyd. âMe wife crafted it herself, she did. She said if you see the King, you must gift it to him, she said.â He bows as he offers the regal stuffed beast.
King Dimitri bows and thanks him for the beautiful gift, handing it to a nearby soldier to monitor while he continues his stroll. At the end of the lane where the festival ends, the King gives one final wave, thanking his people for their faith and hard work.
Returning to the castle, Dimitri must attend meetings, leaving you to your own business. Taking the stuffed lion in hand you dash to the servantâs quarters, asking for a few specific items. You then head to the infirmary to notify them to find you when Jakob arrives tomorrow so that you may personally check on his wellbeing. You trust your replacements in the infirmary, you had chosen them yourself, however Jakob is a special patient.
Returning to your quarters, which now are close to the Kingâs own rooms, you find the requested items. With a bit of assistance, you complete the project and request it be delivered to Dimitriâs chambers.
Joining the King and the current guests in a large meeting room, representatives of the former Alliance region are here to discuss their budgets and new laws for the expanded Kingdom. There is a break for dinner followed by discussions continuing until late in the evening. The conversations finally wind down and you know that Dimitri is quite exhausted.
âI believe everyone has made great progress today. Let us all sleep on this and take this up again in the morning.â You announce.
Everyone in the room nods as you escort Dimitri to the exit. Walking down the hallway, your hand in his, Dimitri yawns not once, but twice from exhaustion. Dedue opens the door for the both of you. Following you inside the three of you sit and enjoy a cup of chamomile tea, a lovely habit you have incorporated to get him to wind down before bed. You must leave soon, his eyelids are getting heavy, you hope he sleeps well this night.
âCome with me.â You smile as you take his hand and lead him to his bedroom. Dimitri blushes and looks quite confused as you lead him inside the doorway. You point at his bed and then he notices the stuffed blue lion. It is adorned with a small crown, eyepatch and a cape that resembles his.
âItâs adorable!â he exclaims as he puts his hands on your cheeks and plants a sudden kiss on your lips.
âCome again?â you gasp, your eyes wide.
Dimitri stops and blushes in his sleepy stupor as you pull on his collar and place a brief sweet kiss to his lips. Dimitriâs cheeks are a bright red as you step back and bow.
âGood night, my sweet.â You tell him before leaving the room.
âThe tea was lovely, thank you Dedue.â You announce as you leave the kingâs quarters, walking normally. This is a normal pace? Right? Sure it is. You see yourself out the door. Running into your room you fall on your bed and scream into your pillow. He finally kissed me!
The next morning you stop Felix on his way to bang on the Kingâs door wishing to drag him out for a morning spar. You require his assistance in accompanying you on a trip to the harvest festival area. He complains the entire trip switching between arguing that he is wasting his time doing this and you must stay closer to him, any madman with a blade could try to attack you. Once your mission is complete you purchase three heavily spiced meat sticks for him to enjoy while you head back to the castle.
Upon your return you are delighted to meet with Jakob and his mother in the infirmary. Jakob chatters the entire time that he is bragging to all his friends that the King had messed up his hair and he is going to grow up to be a knight to protect King Dimitri. Changing his bandages, you are pleased with his healing progress, he can take the bandages off in two weeks as long as he behaves. Before they leave, you had a large basket to his mother, filled with fruits, smoked meats, bread, and cookies.
âShare the cookies with all of your friends and neighbors.â You remind him as you wave goodbye.
The visitors with the king leave after a final meeting, heading back to warmer territory as quickly as possible before the snows cover the land. Certainly, it is not today as the sun is warm and the weather is beautiful. You work on a few projects when there is a familiar knock at the door. Dedue has arrived to fetch you for lunch.
âIt is so nice out, I thought Dimitri would want lunch in the gardens today.â You mention.
âHis Highness said he prefers to have it in his chambers today.â Dedue answers. He opens the door so that you may enter, then closes it behind you as he remains outside of the room.
Dimitri is immediately on the other side, looking a bit flustered.
He reaches for you, ever so lightly placing his hands on your shoulders, his eye searching yours. âTell me, I cannot remember if it was real or a dream. Did we k-kiss last night?â His face flushes red.
You nod as pink dusts your own cheeks. âYes.â
âMay I kiss you again?â He asks as he pulls you close. His voice is so deep, with your chest pressed against his, youâre not sure if it is the vibration of his words or the shudder of a thrill racing up your spine.
âPlease.â You beg him, your hands sliding up his chest around his shoulders pulling him down to meet your lips. It is a bit awkward, slightly messy, and the best kiss youâve had since the night before. You hold him tight to your chest as he slowly wraps his arms around you as lightly as possible, resting his cheek on your forehead after the kiss. You sigh happily into his chest.
You try to step back, however he has no intention of letting you go.
âWe should eat a bit.â You suggest.
âI am hungry for your lips.â He mumbles into your hair.
âThey are not very nutritious.â You tap him on his back.
âYou would deny a starving man who has just had a small taste of the most delicious thing he has ever had in his life?â He chuckles.
âYou are always negotiating. Would you agree to lunch then perhaps kisses for dessert?â You look up at him and grin.
âOne now, then lunch.â Dimitri brings his lips to meet yours once again.
After the most hurried lunch you have ever eaten, you find yourself on Dimitriâs lap exchanging kisses.
A knock on the door alerts the both of you to Dedueâs presence. âYour highness, you have a meeting to attend.â He announces.
Dimitri sighs heavily, âThe duties of a King are never done.â He bemoans.
You giggle as you clamber from his comfy lap. âLet me get a comb to make you more presentable.â You offer. After combing his hair and straightening his clothes, you send him off to be bored for the remainder of the afternoon.
Things are busy rebuilding the kingdom. There is always another emergency, an urgent need or any excuse for a meeting. He has been in meetings from early dawn, only returning now very late in the evening. He eats little, his head is pounding from the stress of the day. He hesitates to call you, however he has another meeting filled day tomorrow and must try to get some rest.
You ask Dedue to please prepare tea for the three of you this evening. Directing Dimitri to sit on the couch, you stand behind it and apply gentle faith magic to relieve some of the pain in his head and jaw from being so tense. You then place the footrest at the far end of the couch, coaxing him to lie back and place his head in your lap.
You ask for his right hand and massage the point just above the thumb where the index finger would be carried down. Applying pressure first, then rubbing circles with your thumb in each direction. Placing his hand on his chest you do the same with his left hand.
Next you squeeze the spot on each side where the bridge of his nose meets the bridge of his eyebrows. Applying steady pressure there, then releasing and repeating. Finally reaching around to the base of his skull in the parallel hollow areas between the two vertical neck muscles, you press upward to the top of his head briefly release and repeat.
Removing the hair tie from his hair you run your fingers through it, gently scratching his scalp. You watch his face visibly relax and a soft smile is on his lips as you continue to card through his hair.
âBetter, sweetheart?â You softly coo.
âMmmm, yes. Thank you.â He relaxes.
Dedue brings in the tea service, placing the cups and saucers for three at the table.
You tap Dimitri on the nose. âDiiiimmaaaa. Tea time!â
He sighs then sits up. âWhatever you did was amazing. My headache is gone and I think I should be able to sleep some tonight. Thank you.â
Dedue pours tea for everyone.
âThank you again Dedue, for a wonderful tea.â Dimitri smiles.
âYouâre welcome, your Highness.â Dedue answers.
You take a cookie, taking a bite. âOh, did you make these Dedue?â
âYes, I had the time this afternoon.â Dedue nods.
âThey are delicious. Hmm, anise, cinnamon, nutmeg, pecans, ginger, clove, molasses. An amazing group of flavors mixed in with love. Thank you so much, Dedue.â Your appreciation shows in your smile and warmth toward the man.
Teatime is very much enjoyed. Dimitri looks like he is relaxed enough to go to sleep peacefully and without a headache. Dedue looks away so you can give Dimitri a sweet good night kiss.
Sunday is the lightest day of work for Dimitri. No meetings if there are no visitors in the castle. The weather is beginning to cool a little more every night. It wonât be long before snow covers everything. Dimitri wishes to take a long horseback ride and invites you to join him. Youâve never really learned the skills of being on a horse, Dimitri is more than excited to educate you. Lifting you up straight into the saddle, he climbs up behind you. Accompanied by a few knights on horseback everyone rides out past the city and into the countryside. His destination is a small area of woods that has a cliff overlooking some of the lands of Fhirdiad. Dimitri discussed the location with Dedue, this spot would provide some privacy, enemies could only approach from one side and the guards could stay far enough away, yet still protect their King.
Dimitri dismounts, lifting you from the saddle. He then unties a picnic basket from the back of the horse and tethers the steed to a tree. Spreading out the blanket you unload the basket to find a delicious lunch, complete with sweet tea.
âThis is beautiful, sweetheart.â You smile at him as you place food on your plate. âA gorgeous view and beautiful scenery too.â
Dimitri blushes once he realizes the compliment. His mind then heads straight to places it should not go at such a lovely scene. âI am a beast. I have done horrible things. How can you trust yourself to be alone with me?â
Placing your food on your plate you reach out to cup his cheek. âI have seen you at your worst. I have seen you at your best. You are not a beast. You have come so far making amends for what was done and you will continue to improve. I will be here for you as long as you wish, to help you become the best you can be.â
âWhy? Why would anyone want to help me? Some days I feel so useless, that I canât be the King everyone expects me to be.â He is trembling under your touch.
âI help you because I love you. I know you are a great King, Dimitri. We all know.â You smile, using the thumb that is close by you wipe a tear from his eye.
âYouâŠlove me?â Dimitri is shocked.
You fold your hands into your lap and look at them. âI must not be doing a very good job of showing you that I do.â
âWait! Please, take my hands.â Dimitri begs you. You reach out to hold his hands in yours.
You look into his eye, confused.
âI never thought I could be loved. You have always been there since we met, havenât you? I have been a monster to you, yet you still came to feed me and heal me. When I had asked permission to court you, I thought you would decline. Every day I wake up and think you would reject me this day. I canât believe you are still here, with me.â
Dimitri bends forward and pulls you close. Placing a sweet kiss on your lips. Your lips are barely touching his as he whispers. âI love you.â
The next few kisses are not as chaste as the previous one. Plates and food are scattered about the blanket as you hold each other close.
Dimitriâs stomach growls loudly, causing you both to laugh.
âI think we should finish our picnic before you begin digesting your internal organs.â You laugh.
âCan that happen?â Dimitri innocently asks with a look of surprise.
âNo. Just joking!â You laugh.
âYou are a cleric and an expert on those things. I suppose my sense of humor needs a bit of work.â He smiles sheepishly as he helps you straighten out the food. Finishing the picnic lunch, he packs the basket onto his mount.
âWait. I need to get on this thing without your help.â You announce.
Placing your foot on the stirrup you attempt to hike yourself up onto the horse. Mentally you remind yourself you need to do a lot more squats. The third hopping jump you manage to jump/haul yourself up and stand with your left foot in the stirrup, you haul your right leg carefully over the horse and sit crookedly on the saddle, gently moving and wiggling yourself to center while trying not to upset the steed. Dimitriâs long legs are great for having the stirrup low, but then you had to overcome the length of your legs versus his. Maybe if you had a horse of your own it could be shorter. Maybe a pony? You suddenly notice a snickering man next to you.
âWhat?â You snap at Dimitri.
âNothing.â He smiles at you, easily getting up and into the saddle as if he flew on wings.
You turn around to look at him again, he still has that silly grin on his face. âYou look like the cat that ate the canary.â You frown.
âIt is just that when you have your mind set on something, you can be very stubborn.â Dimitri whispers in your ear. âIt is very endearing, my beloved.â
Those two words at the end send a shiver down your spine, followed by a second when he kisses the top of your ear peeking through your hair.
Winter in Fhirdiad is cold, nobody can deny that. Early winter the snow falls, then melts and this repeats as the weather has not quite made up its mind. By the end of Red Wolf Moon, the snow is here to stay for a while. Wagon wheels get stuck, so sleighs are used to cart things around in the northern parts of the kingdom until the snow is too high to move anything.
Although it is cold outside, with enough warm blankets, perhaps a warming box under the seat filled with live coals to keep your feet, legs, and posterior warm, you agree to go on a sleigh ride with Dimitri. Wearing your fluffiest warmest winter hat and coat, you are surrounded by blankets and your boyfriend as Dedue drives the horse drawn sleigh through the city and countryside. Dimitri entertains you with stories of snowball fights and building forts and snow houses with his friends.
Dedue even joins in, sharing his experiences growing up. With the water surrounding Duscur, the snow would be so deep that they had doors on the roof of the house so people could get outside and carry on business or shop or just leave the house to play. Winter is also a time for handcrafts, baking, soups and savory stews. Before the end of the ride, he promises to make a Roasted Root Stew for dinner in the next day or two.
The sun sets quickly in winter, the moonlight giving a bluish tint to the snow as it sparkles all around. The trees look like they have their own coats of white covering every branch. A rabbit scampers across your path, its fur turned snow white to help with camouflage. The most amazing thing about snow is the quiet. Not many birds stay around in the winter. Once it is night everyone goes inside as the little bit of warmth from the sun is gone. The only sound is the horse tromping through the snow and the swwishhhh sound of the sleds sliding across the snow. The quiet is peaceful, beautiful and filled with the air of calm.
The snow piles higher and higher around the castle. Time marches along as the citizens and lands rest, healing from the war. The King is healing as well. His nightmares are not nearly as frequent, he does not seem on edge and full of angst by the end of the day.
Dimitriâs birthday is tomorrow and a small celebration is planned. Several of the other Blue Lions will be attending, easily able to traverse the snow. Dedue is pouring chamomile tea as you review what has happened today.
âI was called to the kitchens again this morning,â You dribble some honey into your tea. âThe cookâs new apprentice burnt her fingers again. That is the third time this week.â You frown.
âPerhaps you can provide her some training?â Dedue offers.
âI would like to sew gloves permanently on her hands!â You chuckle. âPerhaps we can set up something to develop her awareness.â
âThe meetings were light today. Not too many complaints when people have difficulty making it through the snow.â Dimitri muses.
âTomorrow is the big day, not everyone will have problems getting here tomorrow, I hope.â You smile taking a sip.
âFelix and Sylvain will have no trouble whatsoever. Mercedes and Annette will arrive with them.â Dimitriâs eye shines brightly as he goes through the list. âIngrid will be on Pegasus, so no issues there. Of course, Ashe is a knight here, so the only concern would be Bylethâs arrival in time.â
âAm I spoiling you if I want to be the first to give you a birthday present?â you ask him just before he must go to bed.
âSometimes, my beloved, I have noticed that you are not the most patient of women.â Dimitri grins. âI will allow this, only for you.â
You happily pull him to his bedroom door and open it so he can see it.
Normally the proud kingly lion sits in the center of his bed, awaiting his return. Tonight, he sits opposite a beautiful female lion. She is adorned with a circlet of flowers around the top of her head and ears, long ribbons down her back and a clerical cape like yours. The lions face each other, touching noses.
âThey are adorable.â Dimitri smiles.
You bend down to the bed patting the lioness on the head. âOh, what is this? I think she has a present for you.â You softly say as you get down on a knee to reach and obtain a box that is sitting between her front paws.
Dimitri comes closer to join you, only for you to stay on one knee and turn to face him with the box in your hands.
âDimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, will you marry me and make me the happiest woman ever?â You ask, your eyes welling up with tears.
Dimitri gasps and falls to his knees in front of you. âWhat? Oh yes! Of course, yes!â He declares as he takes you in your arms and kisses your lips and face urgently. Eventually, the two of you have to break apart to breathe.
âYou definitely have an impatient side to you.â He laughs, placing his forehead against yours.
âWhat? I have the patience of a saint.â You giggle. âSaint Cethleann was very impatient.â
âI suppose you are entitled to this.â Dimitri walks to his desk and opens a drawer. He brings a small box to you. âJust to be certain, will you marry me?â
âLet me think.â You chuckle. âYes. Without hesitation.â Pulling him close you kiss him again.
The day of Dimitriâs birthday is a joyous event for everyone in the castle. Guests arrive and are settled in their rooms. Felix, Sylvain, Annette and Mercedes make it without incident.
âCome on Boar, spar with me. We have time before dinner.â Felix grunts as he shoves Dimitri in the shoulder
You have a cup of tea and cakes with Annette and Mercedes in your parlor, catching up on the latest gossip. You are relieved that they are wearing gloves, you have not had much experience in the high circles of society. It is cold in the hallways, and they certainly help.
âTeaching at the School of Sorcery full time really keeps me busy.â Annette says as she places her teacup down. âIt is fun to see the wide eyed new faces get excited about casting their first spells.
âAnnie, that is so sweet.â Mercedes laughs softly. âThings are going very well at the new orphanage we started in Fraldarius. We have a huge building and a room for each individual child. We really appreciate the help from Dimitri and Felix. The children are going to write thank you letters soon. I hope you get to see them.â
âThat is wonderful to hear. I am sure Dimitri will be well pleased with the news.â You thank them. âGetting the country back on its feet and prospering is his main goal, of course. I hope to see some of these places myself when it warms up in the spring.â
âThat would be awesome if you can come visit!â Annette gasps excitedly. âWe could have the students show off their talents. Many are working hard to take existing spells and making them useful in every day life.â
âCan someone look into a spell to cast on ordinary items that resist breaking?â You giggle. âI know someone that would appreciate that spell for sure.â
The table erupts in laughter. Girl talk continues as Ingrid joins you. Bylethâs arrival is announced, and everyone heads to one of the comfortable dining rooms that is prepared for the lavish feast the cooks have prepared.
Dinner consumed, the reunited Blue Lions retire to the Kingâs wing of the castle in a parlor fitted with plenty of furniture to accommodate everyone comfortably. Chairs, lounges and couches are scattered about the room as well as bowls of fruit, trays of cheese and sausage for snacks. A well-stocked cupboard carries glasses, wines, ciders and hard alcohol.
Sylvain makes himself right at home pulling out a large bottle of brandy and filling a few glasses. Annette picks out a fruity wine made with blackberries and between the two everyone has a glass.
âMay I propose a toast?â Byleth spoke up and everyone shushed. âHappy Birthday to Dimitri, King of United Faerghus. May he have many happy and peaceful birthdays to come.â
Sylvain let out a whoop, most others give a respectable cheers! Everyone settles into little groups chatting amongst themselves. You lean on the arm of a comfy sofa, talking with Byleth about what is going on in the monastery.
âThe rebuilding and repairing is going well.â Byleth shares. âThe classrooms are functional, and all of the dormitories are repaired. We are rewriting the curriculum to teach mathematics, reading, writing and other necessary classes for the public. We want it to be a school for the children to learn, leading into better careers than just becoming knights or fighters.â
âThat is wonderful to hear!â You excitedly clap your hands together. âA well educated people is a boon for everyone.â
Dedue is on the left side of the room with Ashe and Mercedes discussing recipes. Ingrid, Felix, Dimitri and Sylvain are discussing some recent merchants that arrived in Fhirdiad offering impressive and finely made weapons from Dagda and Brigid, the styles of weapons being the main topic of conversation.
Mercedes sits next to you for a while, speaking with you and Byleth about a recent idea you are testing. Setting up healing clinics in the city in several areas to assist in keeping the people healthy. Byleth approves of the idea and may test some clinics in areas around Garreg Mach.
Sylvain has been keeping everyoneâs glasses full. He notices that he really hasnât had to fill your glass much, however the glass of water next to your wineglass is nearly empty. Leaning over the back of the couch he starts massaging your shoulders.
âHey.â Sylvain bends over and speaks softly close to your ear. âIf you donât like the wine we have other drinks. Loosen up and have a good time, beautiful. Get relaxed. âHe grins at you and then winks.
Before you can turn your head to tell him no, Dimitri marches over and sits next to you on the couch removing Sylvainâs hands.
âRefrain from manhandling my fiancĂ©e.â Dimitri growls at him. He then gently places his hand on top of yours that is sitting on the couch cushion between the both of you.
You blush at him as several gasps utter in the room.
âFian- youâre getting married Dimitri? Congratulations!â Sylvain nearly shouts, slapping him on the shoulder. âDidnât know you had it in you! When did this happen? Tell us all about it!â He runs around to the front of the couch to take a seat in the chair directly opposite Dimitri so he can watch his friendâs every move.
âI-well. It just happened. We arenât quite ready to announce it, but then SylvainâŠâ Dimitri hangs his head down, shaking it while blushing profusely.
You decide to swoop in to save him. âYou see Sylvain, when two people like each other and get to know each other well, spending time together, sometimes something special happens. We have been courting for quite a while you know.â
âI know, yeah. But heâs Dimitri! He has no idea how to flirt or capture ladiesâ hearts. Has he even kissed you?â Sylvain looks quite shocked.
Dimitriâs face is red all the way to his neck. You take his hand in yours and squeeze it tightly.
âWe have kissed. He kissed me first and everything else is our business. Change the subject.â You give him your evil eye look.
âWow.â Sylvain laughs. âWah-hah-how.â He stands up and walks to the alcohol cabinet. Felix gives him a punch in the shoulder.
âShut the fuck up, idiot.â Felix mumbles.
âFelix, do me a favor.â You smile slyly. âTake Sylvain to the training grounds with you early tomorrow morning and give him a good workout. Iâll even tell them to lock you two in there so he canât escape.â
âIt would be my pleasure.â Felix gives a courteous bow and Sylvain a side eye.
âSpeaking of sparring,â Byleth says loudly. âI have a few new swords Iâve brought if you want to have a look at them Dimitri. Fantastic workmanship. I hear this weapon maker has some amazing materials that are being shipped in from Dagda.â
You get up to move about the room, talking with Ingrid about improving farming techniques in their territory.
âWe always thought Galatea had poor soil because certain fruits and vegetables would not grow well there.â Ingrid sips her wine. âWe kept fighting with the land, trying to make it grow what we wanted. Finally, weâre growing what the land wants, what grows in our type of soil in the first place. This is the third year for cranberries and the bushes are loaded. Rethinking our ways has improved things a hundred fold.â
âI love cranberries.â Annette croons. âThey make a really tart sauce that is great with bird meat.â
âI like the juice for breakfast, it certainly is an eye opener!â You add.
The conversation quietly moves to anything and everything except for the engagement. Annette heads over to speak with Felix, Ingrid heads to Ashe to discuss something.
Sylvain stands close, but not too close to you. His grin is full of mischief. You dread what is going to come out of his mouth.
âSo, when you planning on having kids?â Sylvain not so innocently inquires. âThe council has been dogging him about heirs since the day after his coronation.â
âOne more word from you and I will have Felix take you to the training grounds now, followed by Byleth, Dedue, Ingrid, Ashe and myself. Am I making myself perfectly clear?â You give a smile through gritted teeth that makes him cringe down to his toes.
âYes Maâam.â Sylvain whines as he backs up and heads to the farthest side of the room, only to find Dimitri there, so he splits the difference and heads to a corner furthest away from the both of you.
Sylvain stays in his corner. Ashe approaches him, asking a question. As he opens his mouth you stare at him. Sylvain dutifully closes his mouth and only answers by nodding yes or no. His voice is not heard throughout the rest of the evening. It is a fine party indeed for Dimitriâs birthday.
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The White Heron Ball (Dimitri X Male Reader)
âProfessor, I beg of you. Please, do not choose me as our house representative. I am utterly serious.â And thatâs when the problem started. âWhat?! Curse you, professor. I will of course accept but know that you have damned us all.â
And so, after the event, an official Blue Lions meeting has been started. Inside of the classroom, the entire original group are all standing around to figure out what to do with the dreading situation.
âI just canât believe it. I begged to the professor, and yet they choose me. Why?â
âThey probably wanted to be humored.â Felix coldly says.
Ingrid looks besides her with a glare. âNot now Felix. This is serious.â
âItâs just a ball.â Felix merely responds. âJust do it and lose. Who cares?â
âThis isnât just about the ball. This is about our pride.â Ashe corrects him.
âHeâs right. If he loses, that will look bad on us.â Sylvain agrees.
âMy apologies in advance.â Dimitri apologetically says.
âNo need to apologize.â Dedue assures. âWeâre in the same boat, so we must share the burden.â
âYou say that, but we arenât the ones on the dancefloor.â Annette looks unsure at the retainer.
âEven so, we can offer our support.â Mercedes positively smiles.
 âMercedes is right.â Dimitri feels a bit more secured thanks to everyoneâs support, well, everyone except Felix. âPerhaps with some dedicated training, there is going to be a chance I can win. I just need to learn how to dance.â
There is a silence in the room, as everyone looks awkwardly stiff.
âIâm sorry my lord, but if I knew this would happen, I certainly learn how to dance.â Dedue says.
âI was always more interested to learn how to fight.â Ingrid admits.
âI can try, but I doubt it would be much help.â Mercedes says with a frown.
Dimitri sighs. âI guess nobody knows how to dance.â
âI do.â Everyone eyes lay on Y/N. âMy parents always love to throw balls. I basically grew up with them.â
âYou do?â Dimitri looks amazed. âDo you think you can teach me?â
âOf course. Know that since we have only less than 2 weeks, youâre technique will be⊠clunky.â
âI just have to accept that.â Dimitri is quick to scoff that aside. âSo? When do you think we can train?â
âHow about now?â
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In the courtyard, Dimitri is awkwardly looking around as Y/N begins his first lessons as a dance teacher.
âYou will be leading, which is I usually do, so please excuse me if I get confused.â He walks over to Dimitri, right in front of him, making Dimitri a bit flustered. âWith your right hand, you grab mine. While on at the left hand, grab my hip.â
âYouâre hip?â Dimitri looks a bit gasp but doesnât complain. With silence, he merely does what Y/N instructed.
âYou need to hold me tightly. Imagine how tightly you grab your lance.â
âA-Alright.â Dimitri mutters. Holding Y/N tighter, they get to basic pose.
âThis is the base. As long as you hold me like this, everything else falls into place. First though, weâre doing the basics.â Y/N says. âNow, follow my movement.â
And so, Dimitri carefully follows Y/Nâs instructions. His eyes keep looking on the ground. Both because he wants to his movement, and he doesnât want to see his partnerâs eyes. It starts out slowly, with the prince carefully moving. However, as he repeats the moves, he goes a bit faster and faster. After several minutes, the two take a break.
âAnd? Did I do good?â
âYou were good as a beginner.â Y/N complements him. âYou were a bit rusty, but we work on that.â From behind Dimitri, Y/N sees the other teachers, as well the students that Dimitri is going to compete with. âOh no.â
âWhat is wrong?â
âI didnât consider your opponentsâŠâ
Dimitri turns around and instantly gets what heâs worried about. At the Golden Deer, being led by Hanneman, is Hilda, one of the most charming person in the school. To make things worse is at the Black Eagles, being teach by Manuela herself, is no other than the songstress Dorothea. Both girls definitely have more experience with this, whether it's dancing, or looking mesmerizing.
âIâm going to lose. Arenât I?â
âDonât say that yet.â Y/N wants to motivate him, though he knows the chances of him winning is very low.
âIâm competing against an opera songstress and one of the most charming girls in the school.â Dimitri says with a frown.
Y/N sighs. âFine. Yes, weâre screwed, but we still need to try. Imagine this is a battlefield. You see multiple strong opponents. What would you do?â
âI fight. The least I could do is give it a shot.â Dimitri then looks a bit happier. âI have to say, I still have my doubts, but I shouldnât give up. Please Y/N, teach me further.â
âThatâs the spirit!â
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Days has passed. Every day, Dimitri takes time to practice his technique with Y/N. First starting with the basics, and later keep adding one thing to refine his movement. That leads them to the White Heron Cup. Every student is in the large hall, all awaiting for their house to participate and win. In one corner, the Blue Lions await anxiously, especially their leader.
âYou got this. I just know youâre going to win.â
âThanks Mercedes. I give it my all, but I feel like Iâm outmatch.â Dimitri was pretty confident in his ability until the day actually came. Thatâs when he began to feel nervous.
âAt least you know that. But there is no shame with losing to these gorgeous girls.â Sylvain casually comments.
âI think Sylvain was trying to say, even if you lose, weâre still proud of you.â Ingrid corrects her friend.
âJust remember the technique.â Y/N reminds the blonde lord. âIf it helps, imagine youâre dancing with me.â
âThat just sound wrong.â Sylvain chuckles. ââŠOr right depending on his highness.â
âWhat does that supposed to mean?â Dimitri looks a bit flabbergasted.
Before Sylvain could clarify, their teacher walks up to the group. âItâs time. Good luck, Dimitri.â
âYes. Thank you.â
As everyone stand at the side, the three participants head to the center. Alongside them are the judges, Alios, Shamir and Manuela. Along the three students, Dimitri looks the most nervous. It doesnât help that Dorothea merely looks like this is her casual day and Hilda just smirking happily. After the announcement, featuring Alios, the crowd cheers for the three students.
âVery well⊠BEGIN!â
With elegant music playing in the background, the three students begin gracefully move around. Surprisingly, Dimitri isnât butchering his technique, which surprises his classmates. He blends in with the two girls pretty well. However, even though heâs doing good, doesnât mean he outdid the likes of Dorothea and Hilda. Still, they donât know what the judges think. Though for Dimitri, he doesnât think about it. He merely thinks of holding Y/N in his arms, as he carefully moves his body around.
Minutes has passed, and the music stops and the bell rings. âTIME! Thatâs all, folks!â Alios announces. Thus, the three students stand still in front of the judges. All three awaits until they hear the result. Like minutes ago, Dorothea and Hilda still look confident, while Dimitri still looks nervous.
âSplendid! All three of you were fantastic! Now, letâs hear what the judges have to sayâŠâ
âOh my, letâs see. I suppose I have no choice but to vote for⊠The Black Eagle House. Your performance was⊠exhilarating. My heart is still beating a mile a minute.â
âCâmon. At least give us one vote.â Annette begs back in the background.
âThat vote was just rigged.â Sylvain is quick to conclude. âSheâs in her house, AND they worked together.â
âShh!â Ingrid shushed him. âTheyâre going to say the next person.â
âI vote forâŠâ The room awaits for Shamir to give her vote. âThe Blue Lions House. You were the most original.â
âYes!â Ashe happily cheers. âAt least we got one.â
âGreat feedback, both of you! Well then, letâs see⊠Factoring my own humble opinion⊠Yes! We have a winner! And I will announce who it is⊠right now! Without any delay! The winner of this yearâs White Heron Cup isâŠâ With the surprise of the entire room, the winner gets announced. âThe Blue Lion House.â
As the entire room claps for the winner, Dimitri merely looks confused. âI won? There must be some mistakeâŠâ
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From that day, the students gave Dimitri an odd look, because they keep thinking how the prince only skilled in the battlefield could win in a dance competition. Days has passed since that day, and the prince still canât believe he managed to win. The ball started, with about everyone at the event. In the middle of the room is the dancefloor, while those who just wanted to do something fun standing at the side.
âI canât believe every girl rejected me.â Sylvain stands with his childhood friends as he complains about the event. âAm I losing my charm?â
âYou didnât had any in the first place.â Felix is quick to insult him.
âYou know, Iâm glad they rejected you.â Ingrid says with honesty. âYou just toss them at the side when youâre done with them.â
âI take it none of you are going to dance, huh?â Y/N asks.
âNot a chance in the world.â Felix says.
âI wasnât asked.â Ingrid responds.
âOh.â Sylvain looks surprised. âI didnât expect that. If you donât mind, we can dance.â
Ingrid is quick to glare at him, thinking heâs up with something again. âAnd here I thought out of all girls, you wouldnât treat me like-â
âHey! Hey!â Sylvain quickly calms her down. âI meant as a friend.â
âOh, yeah? Would you dance with Felix?â
âSure. Why not?â Sylvain says with issue. He looks back at the frowning swordsman.
âNo.â
 Y/N laughs at the interaction. From his side, he sees Dimitri walking to them to join them. âHello Dimitri. Everything going well?â
âWell, after my victory, girls are quiet interested with dancing with me.â Dimitri answers.
Sylvain looks disappointed. âDamnit. Why didnât the professor picked me?â
Dimitri merely chuckles. âAnyway, it appears now I have some time alone. Ironically, I wanted to ask Y/N to dance?â
âYou do?â Y/N is a bit surprised.
âOf course.â Dimitri gives his hand to Y/N. âIt would be an honor to dance with you.â
Y/N smiles at the other smiling man. âI could say the same about you too.â
With that, Dimitri leads his friend to the dancefloor, where the prince leads his dance partner as they move around. In the background, the three childhood friends watch them.
âI didnât expect Dimitri to ask him.â
Sylvain chuckles. âI do.â
âHm?â Ingrid looks back at her friend. âWhat do you mean?â
âWell, I think after all those privet lessons Dimitri became interested in Y/N.â
âRomantically you mean?â Ingrid then looks back at the prince. âHuh. We never had two kings before. Still, Y/N is responsible and kind, so if he would be the future king, I wouldnât mind.â
âAnd heâs far saner then the boar.â Felix adds.
Sylvain hums. âWell, whoever Dimitri is going to end up with, letâs hope itâs someone like Y/N.â
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Masterlist
Rules
Fandoms
Ko-Fi
A comprehensive list of the fics Iâve written! Itâs organized alphabetically for everything! Fics with a specified reader gender in parentheses will have that gender, otherwise they will not have a specific gender.
Corpse Party
Yoshiki Kishinuma
Soft Reader (Headcanons) (Male Reader)
S/o Comes Out as NB (NB Reader)
Yuuya Kizami
Letter to Reader
Yandere Reader (Headcanons) (Fem Reader)
Danganronpa
Trigger Happy Havoc
Byakuya Togami
S/o Comes Out as Bi (Headcanons) (Fem Reader)
Yasuhiro Hagakure
Impregnating Reader (NSFW)
Super Danganronpa 2
Nagito Komaeda
Trans Guy S/o (Headcanons)
Twogami/Ultimate Imposter
S/o Comes Out as Bi (Headcanons) (Fem Reader)
V3
Gonta Gokuhara
S/o Comes Out as Bi (Headcanons) (Fem Reader)
Kaito Momota
Kaito Loses His Clothes
Korekiyo Shinguji
Genderfluid S/o (Headcanons)
S/o Comes Out as Bi (Headcanons) (Fem Reader)
Fire Emblem
Awakening
Chrom
Love Letter
Gaius
Valentineâs Day Baking
Valentineâs Day Baking - Part 2 (NSFW)
Henry
Nightmare Comfort, Protection in Battle (NSFW ending)
Stress Relief (NSFW)
Lucina
Partner Who Loves Fashion/Cute Things (Fem Reader)
Robin
Letter to Long-Distance Lover
Valentineâs Day Date (Male Reader)
Binding Blade
Idunn
Manakete S/o (Headcanons)
Fates
Azura
With Fearful Adopted Child (Headcanons)
Camilla
With Fearful Adopted Child (Headcanons)
Dwyer
Shy and Anxious S/o (Headcanons)
Felicia
Shy and Anxious S/o (Headcanons)
Niles
Relationship Headcanons
Ophelia
With Fearful Adopted Child (Headcanons)
Shy and Anxious S/o (Headcanons)
Orochi
With an S/o Who Predicts the Future
Peri
With Fearful Adopted Child (Headcanons)
Sakura
With Fearful Adopted Child (Headcanons)
Soleil
Shy and Anxious S/o (Headcanons)
No Reader
Nina and Niles Familial Headcanons
Niles Caring for Nina (Familial)
Nina and Forrest Relationship Headcanons
Nina and Siegbert on a Date
Sakura and Azura Ice Skating
Heroes
Alfonse
Bunny Day Outfit Teasing (Male Reader)
Nightmare Hurt/Comfort [Book Four Spoilers]
Hrid
Teaching Summoner to Ride a Horse (Platonic) (Male Reader)
Laevatein
Loving Sex (NSFW)
Veronica
Bonding Under the Stars (Platonic) (Male Reader)
No Reader
Lissa, Elise, Sharena Pranking Their Brothers
No Love Interest
Summoner Learning to Use a Whip (Male Reader)
Beating Freyja (Male Reader)
Sacred Stones
Erika
Shy and Anxious S/o (Headcanons)
Lyon
Love Letter
With a Protector (Male Reader)
Protector Part Two (Male Reader)
Three Houses
Claude von Riegan
Aftercare (Headcanons)
Falling for a Foot Soldier (Headcanons)
Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd
Aftercare (Headcanons)
Breeding Kink (NSFW) (Fem Reader)
Falling for a Foot Soldier (Headcanons)
Overworked Healer Crush (Headcanons)
Valentineâs Day Confession (Headcanons)
Edelgard von Hresvelg
Bisexual S/o Comfort (TW Biphobia) (Headcanons)
Depressed S/o (Headcanons)
Falling for a Foot Soldier (Headcanons)
Felix Hugo Fraldarius
Aftercare (Headcanons)
Infirmary Hurt/Comfort
Threesome with Sylvain (NSFW) (Headcanons)
Hilda Valentine Goneril
Shy Reader Confession
Hubert von Vestra
Bisexual S/o Comfort (TW Biphobia) (Headcanons)
Love Confession
Pushed to Confess
Valentineâs Confession
Lady Rhea
Falling for a Foot Soldier (Headcanons)
Seteth
Valentineâs Day Gift (Headcanons) (Male Reader)
Sylvain Jose Gautier
Aftercare (Headcanons)
Threesome with Felix (NSFW) (Headcanons)
Five Nights At Freddyâs
Fnaf 1
Freddy
NSFW Headcanons
Bonnie
NSFW Headcanons
Chica
NSFW Headcanons
Foxy
NSFW Headcanons
Golden Freddy
NSFW Headcanons
Security Breach
Glamrock Freddy
Coming Out Comfort (Platonic) (Headcanons)
Relationship Headcanons (NSFW Ending) (Headcanons) (Male Reader)
Montgomery Gator
Coming Out Comfort (Platonic) (Headcanons)
Roxanne Wolf
Coming Out Comfort (Platonic) (Headcanons)
Legend of Zelda
Breath of the Wild
Sidon
Relationship Headcanons (Male Reader)
Marble Hornets
Ships
Jam (+ Bralex) High School AU
Monster Prom
Damien LaVey
Cosplayer S/o (Headcanons)
Valentineâs Day (Headcanons) (Fem Reader)
Writer S/o (Headcanons)
Yandere Valentine (Male Reader)
Miranda Vanderbilt
Writer S/o (Headcanons)
Scott Howl
Coming Home to a Cosplayer S/o in Costume
Wolf Pack
Valentineâs Day (Headcanons)
My Hero Academia
Denki Kaminari
Valentineâs Day (Headcanons)
Eijiro Kirishima
Valentineâs Day (Headcanons)
Izuku Midoriya
Pro Deku x Civilian Wife
Katsuki Bakugo
USJ Attack Confession (Hearing Aid AU)
Valentine Confession (Headcanons) (Fem Reader)
Valentineâs Day (Headcanons)
Momo Yaoyorozu
Valentineâs Day (Headcanons)
Shouto Todoroki
Valentineâs Day (Headcanons)
No Reader
Trans Bakugo + Kiribaku (Headcanons)
Octopath Traveler
Alfyn Greengrass
Party Members Together (Platonic)
Cyrus Albright
Party Members Together (Platonic)
Therion
Party Members Together (Platonic)
Tressa Colzione
Party Members Together (Platonic)
Soul Eater
Blair
Valentineâs Day (Headcanons)
Soul Eater Evans
Valentineâs Day (Headcanons) (Fem Reader)
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FMAB Masterpost
Envy x Homunculus!Reader
Edward x Fem!Reader (learning alchemy)
Edward x Flustard!Fem!Reader
Edward x Shy!Fem!Reader
Edward x Fem!Reader (first date)
Edward with a s/o who has chronic pain
Edward x Fem!Reader (Halloween)
Hurt!Edward x Fem!Reader
Edward x Insecure!Reader
Edward x Strong!Fem!Reader
Post Canon Edward with a short s/o
Edward x Hurt!Fem!Reader
FMAB and FE3H crossover (Dimitri & Elric Brothers)
Edward and Sylvain (FE3H) with an s/o who has a small dog
Edward x Happy-Go-Lucky!Reader
Edward x Fem!Reader (My Soft Dork)
Edward x Naive!Fem!Reader
Alphonse with male s/o who lacks common sense
Alphonse with a musical boyfriend
Alphonse emoji prompts
Ed and Al emoji prompts
Al Valentines Day headcanons
Ed Valentines Day headcanons
âNo, youâre cute. End of storyâ Ed
Ed x Excitable!Chimera!Reader
Ed with artistic friend
Ed and Al react to s/o getting hurt protecting them
Ed x f!reader comforting him
Al and m!s/o with a bad sleep schedule
Al and m!s/o who bottles up feelings
Edward angst with fluffy end
Edward x sick fem!reader
Ed with reader who likes short boys
Ed x teasing!reader
Edward when s/o falls asleep on his shoulder
Al with anxious!s/o
Al when s/o fights with Mei
Havoc x Royâs Sister (Pregnancy Reveal)
Al x affectionate!m!s/o
Self-Conscious!Ed x Reader
Upset!reader x Ed (Silent Treatment)
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Fire Emblem: Three Houses Page
Characters List:
(female/male) Byleth, Edelgard, Ferdinand von Aegir, Linhardt, Caspar, Bernadetta, Dorothea, Dimitri, Felix, Ashe, Sylvain, Mercedes, Ingrid, Claude, Lysithea, Marianne, Hilda, Seteth, Flayn, Shamir, Yuri, Balthus, Constance & Hapi.Â
âćœĄ - sfw
â
ćœĄ - nsfw
» (female) Byleth
» (male) Byleth
» Edelgard
» Ferdinand von Aegir
» Linhardt
» Caspar
» Bernadetta
» Dorothea
» Dimitri
âćœĄ Poly Relationship [Dimitri & Claude]
» Felix
» Ashe
» Sylvain
» Mercedes
» Ingrid
» Claude
âćœĄ Reader that gets caught up in Claudeâs shenanigans [Claude von Riegan]
âćœĄ Poly Relationship [Dimitri & Claude]
» Lysithea
» Marianne
» Hilda
» Seteth
» Flayn
» Shamir
» Yuri
» Balthus
» ConstanceÂ
» Hapi
» (female) Byleth
» (male) Byleth
» Edelgard
» Ferdinand von Aegir
» Linhardt
» Caspar
» Bernadetta
» Dorothea
» Dimitri
âćœĄ Asking out a Clueless Reader [Dimitri & Felix] (fluff)
» Felix
âćœĄ Asking out a Clueless Reader [Dimitri & Felix] (fluff)
» Ashe
» Sylvain
» Mercedes
» Ingrid
» Claude
» Lysithea
» Marianne
» Hilda
» Seteth
» Flayn
» Shamir
» Yuri
» Balthus
» Constance
» Hapi
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FE3H Blue Lions Masterlist
Dimitri:
General spicy hcs
Readerâs first kiss
Arranged marriage w/ King Dimitri
Dimitri turns into a dog - SFW
Yandere Dimitri - TW: Yandere!
Fluffy smut
Wedding night hcs - Sfw & Nsfw
Marking/hickiesÂ
Sex pollen/aphrodisiacÂ
Nsfw alphabet prompts - F K S
Felix:
General spicy hcs
Nsfw alphabet prompts - D F I
Praise kink
Confessing post-war
With male S/O
Reader falls asleep on him - fluff, SFW
Provoking him w/outfit
Modern AU hcs - compilation
With Catgirl s/o
Injured (w/ OC! Reader)Â - SFW
Hair pullingÂ
Hate Sex
Anal Sex (male!Reader)
Office Sex
Nsfw alphabet prompts - A N W
Sylvain:
w/reader in arranged marriage
readerâs arranged marriage pt 2
Sfw & nsfw general headcanons
w/reader OCÂ - fluff
Readerâs Bday, Modern AU
Heâs a virginÂ
Pet playÂ
Sixty nineÂ
Morning sex
Mirror sex
Tit fucking
Ashe:
Aftercare
Bottoming for AMAB Reader
Reader falls asleep - SFW
Praise kink - amab Reader
Dedue:
With quiet/insecure S/O
Body worshipÂ
Nsfw alphabet prompts - M W X
#fire emblem#fire emblem three houses#fe3h#few3h#fire emblem smut#not sfw#smut blog#masterlist#blog update#blog maintenance#blue lions#fe3h smut
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Home (Dimitri x Reader)
hey so it's been a *hot* minute since my last upload LOL
this is my first time writing a dimitri x reader, so i apologize if heâs a bit ooc! regardless, i hope you enjoy~
~*~
The warm sun trickled through the holes in the leaves, dancing on the exposed parts of your skin. The greenery and foliage cradling your sprawled out frame acted as Mother Nature's softest bed, each individual strand of grass and vein of fallen leaf cushioning your sensitive bits.
You inhaled deeply; if peace had a smell, it would be the crispness of the afternoon air, balanced out by the slightly damp fragrance of the remaining dew evaporating from the day's hazy beginnings. A symphony of different sounds buzzed and hummed all about you; students walking and chattering with their fellow schoolmates, a few guard dogs barking in the distance, the birds perched above you and elsewhere whistling a sweet tune-- Every whisper, every howl of the wind added more and more depth to this lovely concerto.
"Care if I join?"
That peace was momentarily shattered.
Your heart performed a routine of leaps and twirls as the dignified voice of a certain blonde royal seemed to have pressed pause on your favorite song. Despite knowing very well who was talking, your eyes cracked open a sliver to see the handsome prince looking down at you happily.
"S-Sure!" You stuttered (mentally cursing yourself for that little slip-up) and patted the empty patch of grass beside you. He nodded gratefully and gingerly laid his books and slightly disheveled bundles of paper in a neat pile before joining you. He took a deep breath and his eyes fluttered closed, his taut jaw slowly relaxing into an open-mouthed grin.
"This is absolutely lovely, (F/N). I see why you like to lounge around here during breaks."
"Y-Yeah." Goddess, get it together! He's just your classmate! A fellow peer! Your friend! Your really handsome, chivalrous, gentle, Goddess he's so cute... Friend! "Um... So why are you here?"
That--... That wasn't... That sounded way worse than you intended it to be. Immediately recognizing your error, you shot up and bowed your head deeply, a surge of red and heat plastering the surface of your cheeks.
"I-I'm so sorry! I didn't mean for it to come off like that, I was just-- Um, well--"
A hearty laugh ceased your garbled apologies; You felt yourself slowly melting as his warm, heavenly laughter bounced around your skull, rocking any coherent thought out of your brain. He waved it off and shook his head.
"No harm done. To answer your question, I always see you sprawled out on the courtyard on nice, sunny days such as today... I figured I should give it a try myself," he closed his eyes again, "it's a truly wonderful experience. I feel like I can just drift off and forget all my troubles, at least for a little while..."
Troubles? Well, being a house leader surely comes with its fair share of extra burdens and responsibilities. Not only does he have to uphold his regular duties as a student, but he also has a country to run-- he's a prince, after all. The livelihood of his people and the expectations of the crown would crumple anyone of weak constitution. So much is put on his shoulders at just the ripe age of 17.
But strangely, you couldnât help but feel that somehow his âtroublesâ ran deeper than just the regular anxieties of a student... Or even a prince. Despite the gentlemanly air he usually has about him, thereâs something... just, something... Â lurking beneath the surface; it was only a matter of time before--
"Well, (F/N)? Would you still care to join me on this relaxing afternoon?" He patted the impression left by your body on the grass and smiled warmly. You felt your heart skip a couple beats at his gentle expression; with a quick nod, you joined your house leader lounged out on the courtyard lawn.
Surely youâre just overthinking this. Dimitri is the sweetest person youâve ever met. Heâs thoughtful, unbelievably polite, kind...
The kind, picturesque smile he flashed at you mere seconds ago shone brightly at the forefront of your mind and you were content to just relish in this precious moment of peace that was granted to you. Your throbbing heart eventually found a comfortable pace and once again a wave of tranquility washed over you. You both remained in comfortable silence, either of you simply living in the moment and taking a second to breathe from mind-numbing study sessions and arduous training that filled up your schedules otherwise.
The gentle light pouring through the trees started to turn blurry and your vision shifted in and out of focus. You made a small noise as you stretched, feeling daysâ worth of tension in your body slowly funnel out of your muscles. You rolled over onto your side, facing the prince. Â
Dimitri's head lazily lolled to face you and he caught your sleepy gaze. You weakly smiled back at him, and if you were just a little bit more awake, your brain would have just enough capacity to catch how quickly (and deeply) his cheeks were turning scarlet. He moved onto his side as well, inevitably rolling closer to you. The faint smell of vanilla emanating from the male hugged your senses comfortingly, and the faces of your family and everyone you loved permeated your thoughts-- Happy, peaceful memories that you held close to your heart.
You scooted closer to him, practically burying your face in his chest. The steady pounding of his heart lulled you further to pure serenity, and soon, you were taken up by sleepâs gentle arms and whisked away into a world where all was right. But as the last shreds of consciousness slowly fell out of your grasp, you mumbled a quiet,
âYou smell like home...â
Dimitri (whose eyes were just as quickly closing) looked upon your sleeping face one last time, pure love and adoration boring into your adorable features. He reached up his hand to your face and lovingly grazed a few stray strands of hair from your forehead before brushing the softest kiss on your temple. His arm traveled down to wrap limply about your hip, where he pulled you ever closer to him. He hoped and prayed that that simple action would be enough to convey all the love heâs held for you since the day youâve met.
âMy dearest, you are home...â
*bonus: sylvain (unfortunately) was the first of the blue lions to stumble across you two. did he tell the rest of the lions? yup. were you and dimitri teased beyond your wits the following day? definitely.
#fire emblem#dimitri fire emblem#dimitri x reader#fire emblem three houses#fe3h#dimitri alexandre blaiddyd#x reader#x reader insert#god i love this man#MY BABY BOY#HE DESERVES THE WHOLE WORLD#I JUST WANT HIM TO BE HAPPY IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK SDFKJLSKDJF#fire emblem three houses fanfiction
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