#yandere Caspar

[maslosstuff]

My Casphardt diagram thingy. It's like if they ever meet up in heroes this is how I envision it personally since I believe hopes is the worst version for their relationship while houses is the best; may have their problems but isn't as unhealthy as their hopes counterparts.

[envihellbender]

Black Eagles and Blue Lions guys as yanderes ?

Fire Emblem: Yandere Houses

(Male characters from the Blue Lions and Black Eagles x Gender neutral reader)

CW: physical abuse, obsessive behaviour, stalking

Black Eagles

Hubert:

Hubert would start off apprehensive and distant from you, and you don’t realise he cares until you notice him everywhere. You’re sat in the library and he’s sat a desk away, his eyes fixating on you as you try and do your research.

The next thing you notice is how differently people respond to you, the baker who normally chats to you with a cheery smile simply hands you your bread without a word. He won’t even look you in the eye, and you notice there’s fresh bruising on his cheekbone.

When you finally confront Hubert, you find your words failing in your throat. He stands a little too close to you, and the way he towers over you and his gloved hands stroke your hair as you speak make your feel like a small little pet. As if you exist for his amusement and there’s no one else in the entire world.

Ferdinand:

As with most things with Ferdinand, he falls for you hard and fast. From the first date he announces you as his betrothed, and he’s such an excited puppy about the affair you don’t have the heart to tell him he’s coming on far too strong. He doesn’t let go of you for the entire meal, he pulls you as close as he can and he’s enraptured, hanging on your every word.

When Ferdinand catches you speaking with someone else he becomes quite and despondent. He remains by your side, you’re both still joined at the hip to a smothering extent but he won’t say a word. He just scowls grips onto your arm a little too hard. He pulls you away from anyone who tries to speak to you, in the dining hall he insists you sit by yourselves and he cuts up your food for you.

Ferdinand didn’t ask if you wished to sleep in his quarters at Garreg Mach, you simply discovered your key to your room no longer worked and Ferdinand informed you he had your belongings moved. He picked which clothes were worth keeping and which ones needed throwing away, the room is still predominantly his. It doesn’t feel like yours, nothing feels like yours anymore. You’re becoming his.

Linhardt:

At first Linhardt seems perfectly normal, he sits with you in the library and in the dining hall. Sure, he rolls his eyes if anyone else speaks to you, and his questions are a little intrusive… but nothing that suggests anything other than a slight socially awkward nature.

It starts small, you notice you begin to get anxious when you go a few hours without seeing Linhardt. You almost can feel if he is approaching, the further away he is the more terrified you become and a sharp pain begins in your temple. When you speak to other people it feels wrong, as if you’ve told a lie or stolen someone’s possessions. The only time you feel comfortable is when you’re with Linhardt, then your body is drained of anxiety and filled with joy. It’s like you’re addicted.

Linhardt takes a long time to admit what he’s done, he watches you spiral and get more and more anxious about your bizarre symptoms. It’s only when you slam him against the wall and desperately shake him asking what he did to you does he admit the experiments. He tells you how he developed a magical device which he injected into your shoulder, one that manipulates your brainwaves to result in your body being addicted and dependent on him.

Caspar:

Caspar hasn’t even had a first date with you when it starts. It begins with the subtlety of a war axe to the face, a handsome young man approached you at the market and before he’s finished his question Caspar appears beside you. You didn’t even notice he was at the market with you, you wonder if he was following you but dismiss that thought. Caspar demands to speak to the man in your behalf, standing in front of you and shoving the stranger to force him to keep his distance. When you confront him afterwards, Caspar insists he simply noticed he shared the same description as a con artist who’d been hanging around the market place. You want to believe him.

As Caspar gets closer to you, his behaviour gets more erratic. He not only seems to always appear when a stranger wishes to speak to you to defend you from them, it starts to happen with everyone. The shopkeepers you speak too regularly, your classmates, and the servants of church, they are all extremely wary of you. They all become wary of you, sometimes you witness Caspar threatening and attacking them, he does it before your eyes. It’s as if it isn’t just about the others any more, it’s a threat to you and what will happen if you leave him.

The collar is an addition that shocked you, but perhaps given Caspar’s behaviour it shouldn’t have been a surprise. When you awoke and you began getting dressed he stood by you as always, and instead of asking for your permission as you buttoned up your shirt he slips a thick leather collar around your neck and fastens the buckle. Before you can object there is a click, something small, cold, and metal lands against your neck. A padlock. You pull at it, you try to create a little bit of room for your throat but the collar has no give. You scream at him to take it off, he refuses. He simply grabs your hair and tells you you’re his.

Blue Lions

Dimitri:

Dimitri worries about you, constantly. You notice that the Professor isn’t taking you on missions anymore, there’s no more fighting bandits and monsters, simply staying in the monastery all day frustrated and bored. When you complain about it to Dimitri one day he goes quiet, he acts as if he barely heard you and avoids your gaze. When you push him all he says is “at least you’re safe this way.” You try to argue saying you can protect yourself, but when Dimitri replies with a simple “so could my father.” And you don’t know how you can possibly respond to that.

You try to go to the Professor to explain how much you want to be taken on missions, how your restless and bored. Especially since the guards of Garreg Mach seemed to get stricter about what times you can leave the monastery and what times you have to be back by. The Professor doesn’t give you a straight answer, he says it’s nothing personal and that he will take a look at the roster to ensure you’re included soon. Soon never comes.

One day, when you’re trying to enter the training grounds to spar everyone avoids your gaze. The training master tells you that they aren’t offering training to you anymore. That is the final straw, you confront Dimitri directly. You’re prepared for him to bring up his dead father as an excuse as you look him directly into his sapphire eyes. You say he needs to loosen his grip on you, that you need to be able to leave the monastery and train. Dimitri argues a recruit broke his collarbone training and he couldn’t live with himself if the same happened to you. When you argue, when you threaten to leave him something evil appears in his eyes. He grips your hand too tightly and pulls you impossibly close. You know in that moment you’ll never leave.

Dedue:

Dedue is more affectionate a partner than you expected. He shoves his love through acts of service, when you wake up you’re greeted with a beautifully made breakfast brought to your bedroom. Occasionally with a plant or flower from the greenhouse. There’s nothing wrong with that exactly, you can’t explain it. They are lovely gestures, you feel adored. But it’s so much. You can’t wake up without Dedue being there, he is constantly at your side and desperate for your attention.

Soon, Dedue is making all of your meals. His cooking is delicious, that’s not the issue. The issue is he treats food made by anyone else as if it’s poisoned. One day when you went to the bakery he was horrifically insulted that you would buy food instead of asking him to make you some. To everyone else he just seems caring and sweet, all you can do is stay whilst you feel Dedue’s breath down your neck.

One day, you wake up and the door to your quarters is locked. You also notice that Dedue seemed to have moved his things in in the night. Dedue appears with your breakfast and the key is hanging around his neck. You fold your arms and refuse to eat, scowling as your eyes fixated on the golden key on a silver chain. Dedue strokes your hair, telling you to eat with a tone one would usually reserve for an animal. It was a mistake to throw the plate of food against the wall, it was immature and the actions of a petulant child. It felt good, but when you turn to Dedue a dark anger has filled his face. He grabs your throat and hair, he tells you how all he wants to do is take care of you as his rage grows.

Felix:

It starts off small, when you are with your friends you can see Felix pouting and turning away with folded arms. Occasionally he stays with you whilst you speak to those you’re with, usually he sits a table or so away, and throws looks at you. You try to ignore him, knowing he has no say in who you associate with. There is however a twist of guilt in your chest, when you try to confront him he refuses to discuss it. He makes a sarcastic, irritated comment in response, as if he’s punishing you. You try asking Dimitri or Sylvain for help, all they do is shrug and say Felix must really like you. You don’t have a choice but to simply deal with it.

It would be easier to deal with it Felix actually seemed to enjoy having you around. He makes scathing, awful comments to your friends making them not want to come near you anymore if he’s present. And these days he’s always present. However, when you try to bond with him he scowled and speaks in a tone laden with sarcasm. It’s almost impossible to tell if he likes you or if he’s punishing you. Every now and then he reaches for your hand, his fingers are thin and cold around yours, and he kissed you on the forehead. The slight glimpse of affection almost makes it all worth it.

Felix is quite blunt when he tells you, he begins simply saying why you can and can’t associate with. The baker, the shopkeepers, the grocer, most of the students at Garreg Mach, and far more are all on this list. When it comes to who you can associate with, you can only speak to them with Felix present. He grabs ahold of your wrist tightly until bruising appears under his thin hand and on your arm. It doesn’t push him to let go, he simply pulls you around after him like a ragdoll.

Sylvain:

At first you assume your little tryst with Sylvain is a one time thing like with all of his other conquests. However, it soon becomes clear that Sylvain wishes for more. He appears in your bed first thing in the morning, whether you remember him getting there or not. He is always asleep or watching you, and given how aloof he is in every other circumstance you try not to give it too much thought. He does keep sitting far too close to you in classes though. However, his false cheerful demeanour wavers whenever you try to pull away from him, a scowl grows and his tone darkens. It’s terrifying, and all you can tell yourself is that at least it’s only happening once or twice. It’s not a problem, right?

It becomes clear that Sylvain’s rules don’t apply to him. If you so much as look at someone else, Sylvain is furious - but he is still hooking up with a new woman every night. It angers you, Sylvain does nothing but grip you too tightly and insult you if you look at someone else for too long. When you try to explain how you feel, Sylvain dismisses you and tells you you’re being bitter and twisted. He says that you’re holding too tight a grip on him, and that you need to give him space. You give a humourless laugh and mention that you might spend some time with Dimitri tonight. You don’t make that mistake again; the bruises on your neck take weeks to heal.

When Sylvain is the one who gives his brother the killing blow be becomes far more clingy, and at first it’s fine. It’s better than before when he was dating women right in front of your eyes. At least now when he’s being overbearing you know you’re the only one in his mind. He speaks about what his brother did to him in brutal detail, it’s overwhelming and you want him to stop. But if his attention is purely on you, maybe it’s okay. Maybe you can save him.

Ashe:

Ashe doesn’t have much experience with relationships, his perception is what he’d read in books and that’s precisely what he wants. He wishes for a fairytale where he saves you, he wants you to be completely his with your focus on no one else, and he’s determined to make his dream come true. When he first lays eyes on you, he knows you’re the one who he must bow to. He wishes to be your knight, and that’s how he approaches you. It’s sweet, really. His green eyes are so wide and excited, and you do enjoy his company.

It begins to get strange when you’ve been with Ashe a few weeks, he starts to take on your responsibilities at the monastery, your turn on cooking duty, your turn for the greenhouse, and more. It’s … fine, you suppose. It’s a little condescending but you know Ashe means well. However, when he insists you can’t possibly handle the task when the Professor asks for help moving some heavy boxes, that’s when it goes too far. You tell Ashe as much but he looks at you with wide green eyes and says he just wants to help, you relent, and he looks like an excited puppy. You tell yourself it’s cute, and you try to believe it.

It gets worse day by day, until the tasks Ashe doesn’t think you can do become things like dressing yourself, cutting up your own food, and showering. You try to argue, but it’s been so long you start to almost forget small things. You want to cook, but when Ashe asks you how long something needs to boil you don’t remember. He looks at you smugly as if this proves his point, and when he tries to show you can’t carry heavy boxes you realise your muscles are tense and weak from months of not moving. He’s broken you.

[roll-of-royces]

MASTERLIST 🎩✨

HC: Lucanis and Spite in a Relationship HC: Coming Out As FTM to Lucanis and Spite

How the Hazbin Hotel Characters Kiss You For the First Time

How Hazbin Hotel Characters Respond to Walking In On You Changing

You Wake Up As A Neko With the Hazbin Hotel Characters 

HC: The LaDS Responses to You Being Reincarnated As AMAB

HC: The LaDS Find Out You're A Single Mom & Meet Your Ex

HC: How The LaDS Would React to Attending Your Wedding (as a forlorn guest)

HC: How They Respond To Someone Flirting With You

HC: How They Respond to You Being Pregnant

HC: You Come Out As FTM Trans to the LaDS

HC: The LaDS and You In A Polyam-Quad

HC: The Lads Find You as a Neko

HC: How the LaDS Celebrate Trans Day With You (A Trans Person)

Caleb Headcanons

How The LaDS Celebrate Mother's Day

💫 ❄️ 🌊 🍎

Drabble: Zayne Hurt/Comfort (1300 words)

Drabble: Xavier and Zayne Win Your Affections Via Claw Machine (1000 words)

Drabble: That Girl Is Mine (Yandere!Xavier x AFAB Reader) (450 words)

Drabble: Workplace Violence (Zayne x AFAB!Reader) (1170 words)

LaDS Oneshot: Caleb x AFAB MC (unrequited) & Zayne x MC (inferred) (2652 words)

HC: Troy Otto In A Relationship

Melvin Headcanons & Ennis Headcanons

HC: How the Black Eagles Would Respond to You Telling Them You Love Them

HC: Caspar In A Relationship

HC: Felix In A Relationship

HC: Dimitri In A Relationship

Drabble: Ivan/Fedyor Snippet (200 words)

HC: Rafe Adler in a Relationship

[aloyslaststand]

Hello! This is the Ask Ghost. I mean Ask Fairy. Uh hem. You reblogged this Ask Game and therefore gets a visit from me, a total stranger (er, actually it's because I created that ask game, so I kinda get notified when someone reblogs it...)

Anyway!

⏬, ⤴, ⚔, 🔅, 🎁, ✉

Ohaaaii :D thanks for the ask. Definitely, more people should do follow-up asks on their games if they have the time to do it. If I come up with a similar game I definitely try it.

So the kind of character I think I would be is some creeper like Tharja but a little younger, with an interest for both fine arts and fighting, who is built for working as a war cleric so she can fight without hurting her hands.

⏬: What weapon/skill do you think you will suck at? (Max 3)

Flying because I'm afraid of heights.

⤴: Who are the characters do you think you can achieve A+ or S-level support ending? (No limit!)

Linhardt, Hapi, Hubert, and Constance. I would like a sorta yandere type of character with some mystical magical secrets, so there's that. Probably some other supports with characters who are mostly kind, like Raphael, Ashe or Caspar.

⚔: What will your Crest Weapons/Divine Weapons/Personal Weapons theoretically be? If you like, elaborate on the effects or powers they possess! (Does not need to be FE-mechanism compliant)

I would love to be a war-cleric, so I'm thinking of some kind of magic knuckles. Or some powerful tome like Brynhildr.

🔅: Where will Byleth most likely find you in the entire monastery?

The library or the church.

🎁: From this list, which gift will increase your support point the most? (Add your own special gift if you have something better!)

Landscape painting, def.

✉: What "anonymous" question will you drop in the monastery's secret ask box for Byleth to answer?

Something about being feared by my looks/vibes and how to overcome it (or be scarier idk)

[degenerate-yandere]

Could you consider doing one similar to the blue lions finding their darling but with black eagles

Part two to this I guess. Enjoy! This was in my drafts for like three days I’m so sorry anon. (Linhardt was so hard to write for oml)

TW: Yandere, abuse, kidnapping, manipulation, gas lighting

When Caspar laid eyes on you for the first time after all these years - he was so, so relieved. He’ll outright refuse to believe you ran away from him; why would you? You clearly loved him as much as he loved you - it’s so obvious from the way you started to accept his affections the weeks leading up to your disappearance.  Suffice to say, he isn’t the…. brightest of the Black Eagles bunch. That lack of critical thinking extends to the inability to understand why this oddly familiar child is trying to pry you away from his crushing affectionate grip. It seems outwardly distressed at your tears (obviously ones of joy). And then, it calls you ‘Mother’. One by one, the pieces click together as Caspar’s atrophied brain kicks into overdrive. He’ll grin so widely at your horrified expression; so innocent in his enthusiasm. “Is - is this our kid, (y/n)!?” He’ll ignore you when you shake your head - a desperate plea to leave you alone. The child will be swept up into his arms and held firmly against his chest. “Hey, little guy - It’s me, your daddy! Isn’t this awesome? we’re finally meeting!” Caspar’ll coo about their mother; reminiscing his delusions as if they were fact. He’ll tell them how pretty he thinks their mother is, the romantic way in which they met, the undying love they have for each other. The child, of course, will believe every word of. You’re terrified of what might result if you refuse him, Before you know it, you’ll be thrown over his broad shoulder as he carries you and your child back home. Caspar will increase security tenfold. Whatever was behind your disappearance, he’ll ensure it never steals you away again. The reinforced chain against your ankle is for your own good - he promises. He’ll seldom leave you out of his sight, Parenting wise; he isn’t jealous nor does he perceive his child as a potential threat.However he’s just kind of… thick-headed. He gives horrible advice, has no idea how to take care of a child and even encourages engagement with dangerous activities. Caspar himself is much like a kid; which makes him incredibly unfit to raise one. Your child will have a strange upbringing. It’ll realize as it matures how abnormal this whole situation is. They loved nothing more than cuddling with their mother whilst their father read to them, but now; it’s hard to drown out the constant, quiet sobs and the rattling of metal.

Hubert would reunite with his darling whilst performing duties on behalf of the empire. He’ll double take when he sees you cleaning away at a window of your quaint little cottage. A smirk, both sinister and ecstatic, stretches across his face. He’s finally found you, his beloved angel. But… what’s this? There’s a little brat following you around - Unlike Caspar, Hubert possesses the intellect to put two and two together quite quickly. He’ll stride over to you, menacing and purposeful, placing a cold hand against your shoulder. Your heart stops as you look upon him with absolute horror. Your tears only make him smile, as he rubs tender circles against your wet cheek. “It’s been awhile, hasn’t it dearest?” His tone could’ve been somewhat serene, if not for the twisted adoration that laces every syllable. A serpentine eye will meet the terrified gaze of his child, trembling at the doorway. Children have always been scared of Hubert, his own flesh and blood is no exception. Likewise, Hubert has never liked children. There’s no attachment to his own kin - he simply sees it as a means to a much more important end.  He’d hate to have you mourn over the loss of your young one; but he’ll assure you that all will be well if you simply go with him. Of course, you will. What other choice do you have? You won’t escape punishment; lacerations and burns litter your skin as reminders of your defiance. Hubert loves the leverage that his child brings, it makes you nice and complacent to every demand. Despite this, he adores the way chains look wrapped around your tender flesh - so he’ll never forego them. As a father Hubert…. is not good. He isn’t really jealous - he simply doesn’t care for it. He’s stern, harsh, cold and inconsiderate. To him; it’s simply another padlock, another link in the chain that ensures you remain by his side. You’re his angel. A preserved piece of heaven. And he’ll be damned if he lets you slip away ever again.

Oh, poor Ferdinand has spent the past years wallowing in heartbreak. You were his beloved, his princess, his soulmate. So when he finally sees you again, he can’t hold back. He’ll be upon you nigh instantly, hands cupping your cheeks as he locks you in a tender kiss. A soft, meek little voice will draw his attention away from you. “W-why are you kissing my mommy?”. No amount of demanding or begging will rid you of him now. He can’t help but break into a cheshire grin, crouching beside his child and latching his hands affectionately onto their shoulders. “Oh, my dearest (y/n)! This is perfect!” He’ll forget about his torturous heartbreak - instead euphoric in the realization of his greatest fantasy. He finally has a family with his beloved wife. It’s a dream come true. For him, at least. He’ll tell his child that it’s a Von Aegir, as if it’s supposed to know what that entails. You’ll be made oh so pliable by his promises of prosperity for your child, as well as the subtle threats he weaves between seemingly innocent comments. He’ll take you and the young one back to where you both belong. Honestly, Ferdinand would definitely be one of the better dads. He makes sure his child is well behaved, educated, groomed, properly clothed and fed, and he’s dutifully doting and affectionate. The love that’ll bloom between the father and his kin make it so much harder to escape him. He’ll always have the sway over your child - which means he’ll have control over you. Ferdinand will be the utmost content with this situation. In fact, it makes him realize just how much he wants more little Von Aegirs running around.

Linhardt is a pretty unique case, honestly. He’s never a yandere you’d have to physically escape from. Rather, it’s an un-entanglement from the subtle self-doubt and emotional reliance he’s cultivated within you. So when you do decide you’ve had enough, he won’t hold you back when you walk out the door. The guilt will do that itself. If the two of you do reunite with your child in tow, expect to be overwhelmed with a subtle barrage of verbal attacks. How awful is it that your child hasn’t seen their father? You must be incredibly selfish if you’re denying them both the right to see each other. Only a terrible mother would insist on neglecting the needs of their young. He’ll remain nonchalant, yet kind to his child - soft-spoken and inquisitive. It’ll be a subtle threat; would you like to receive the scorn of your child? He can make you the monster of this entire ordeal. He’ll ensure you calmly that it’ll all be alright if you and your kin come back with him, telling you he simply has the interests of his child in mind. “Don’t you want them to have a family, (y/n)? Or perhaps you’d prefer them to have to live in a splintered household.” If your willpower falters, you’ll cave. He’s not so bad, right?. Linhardt will return to his feline affections; pulling you against him as he sleeps off hours of the day - like nothing ever happened. As a father, Linhardt is pretty decent. He’s level-headed and won’t get jealous of his kid like those other maniacs out there. He won’t be especially doting, but he’s attentive and understanding. To truly escape Linhardt is a herculean task. Doubt, regret and guilt are all more sturdy than iron or steel could ever be. After all, the best bindings are the ones you create yourself.

[agent-cupcake]

hiya i’m not sure if your requests are open but if they are could i please have them yandere prompt 7 with caspar!! i adore your work

7. “I’m trying to help! You had a problem, and I fixed it!” 

There was no name you could think to call yourself, no direct consciousness to cling to. No person living in the confines of your weightless head. There was nothing but an endlessly rolling sea of fog, your head cresting the waves every so often to grasp at a memory of a life you couldn’t remember.

You were a child, standing on the pier with your father —he was a naval engineer, the best in the Leicester Alliance— as you looked upon his newest warship. She was a beautiful creature, this ship named Claudia, everyone said so. You weren’t so sure. It was her face, you thought, her front —the bow! it was called the bow because ships always had different names for everything— was fixed with a frightening metal face. And she smiled. Not for you or your father or for the dozen others who had come to see this modern marvel. No, Claudia smiled for the enemies, for the Almyrans. Claudia, beautiful Claudia, would approach them with a scary bronze grin, Claudia would smile as she killed them. 

You were a girl, twirling in your new dress made of imported fabrics shipped in from the Empire on the eve of your first ball. You felt beautiful, weightless, ready to leave behind your childish toys and frocks and join the adults in their courtly games. But these games were dangerous, and not all smiles were honest. Makeup tears ran down your face as your mother told you —wiping the blackened tears from your cheeks so as to avoid staining the beautiful fabric of your new dress— to smile even when it hurt.

You were a woman with a face drawn and pale as you followed the evacuation orders of the ruling Duke Claude von Riegan. Imperial Troops were marching to take Derdriu. And they would win, everyone knew they would, even if all the Alliance soldiers armed themselves and formed defensive lines to keep them at bay. All of the fine naval weapons your father had spent his life creating were useless, now. No smiles, bronze or otherwise, would greet the Emperor when she conquered.  

You were a survivor, emerging from the war relatively unscathed and as a newly sworn part of the new Fódlan government under the command of Emperor Edelgard. Maybe that would have scared you, or made you go red with shame, but there was a smile that kept you from falling to those feelings. A true, warm, reckless smile. He had a name, you knew it. He had a name and a voice and warm, warm hands. 

Hands that had caught you when you fell, when you were dizzy and unstable as heavy black inkblots invaded your vision and pulled you under. What happened before the dark? What name had you called, whose hands had caught you?

You knew it! You knew, you knew, you knew-

“Caspar?” you managed to gasp out, trying to claw out of the fog and into the world using the name as an anchor. A warm, warm hand grabbed yours as you flailed, holding you still. Your eyelids fluttered, heavy and unfocused. He was blue. Blue eyes and hair, a color that was all at once soft and electric as it blurred in your vision. You could remember the color, from before the dark, before the falling. Before-

“Hey, relax, you’re okay,” he said comfortingly, his calloused thumb rubbing circles on your hand. You groaned in response, your body heavy and head fuzzy. It was too much for you to support yourself, your limbs wilting back into the seat and corner wedge of the wall. The familiar sway of a horse-drawn coach trundled beneath you. Your body ached in a thousand places from the uncomfortable position. And yet you couldn’t find the energy to move, to consider what was happening. “It’s fine if you keep sleeping, we’re not there yet.”

You groaned again, the words you wanted to say not finding cohesion in your own brain. Sleep sounded nice. Sleep was inevitable. So you let it wash over you, fading out of whatever reality you’d managed to find and into the grasp of memories unearthed by his voice. 

Now there was a new feeling, one that was very distinctly yours. It was sinking, drowning, dark, and cold. It held like chains, trapping you in the dark.

You were newly engaged and laden with the heavy weight of news you so badly didn’t want to voice aloud. Beside you sat the man with the brilliant smile. Caspar von Bergliez, that was his full name but you only ever knew him by the first because he had absolutely no regard for station and you enjoyed the thrill of ignoring propriety. He had his own heavy, horrible news.

“You’re leaving?” you asked to clarify, eyes wide with shock and panic. The salty breeze of the ocean air blew a fresh gust, bringing another wave of the familiar fishy, wooden scents from the docks, but there was no comfort in it.

“Yep, I got orders to leave tomorrow. I guess there’s some sort of dispute in Enbarr I’ve gotta go check out.” Caspar shrugged casually. “I’m not sure what it's about but it seems urgent.”

“Will you be coming back?” you asked, a hint of desperation in your voice. It was strange how quickly the terror had taken hold in your heart, considering that you knew he would have to leave eventually. But leaving now of all times, right when you needed his brilliant smile the most.

“Yeah, I have no idea,” Caspar said. “Thanks to you, I got my work here done in half the time I expected.” He smiled, as if not seeing the tragic irony of your help allowing him to leave sooner. “That’s actually why I wanted to meet with you today, ‘cause you’ve been such a big help.” He paused, uncharacteristically taking the time to consider his next words with a crease between his eyebrows. “I was wondering if maybe you could come with me... If you want to. We make a pretty great team, if I do say so myself, and I’ve been needing someone to keep me organized and stuff.”

You stared at him, jaw loose on the verge of dropping. Caspar wasn’t the type to lie, and you doubted any motive he’d have to make up something like this. Shock faded into something like anger. Not at the short notice of the invitation or the casual way he proposed it, although those were perfectly valid complaints. No, you were angry as you wondered why couldn’t he have asked you earlier?

“I can’t,” you said, but the wind caught your soft words and pulled them away. Swallowing hard, you averted your gaze, unable to look at Caspar directly. “I can’t do that. My father has... Arranged for me to be married. That’s what I wanted to tell you today.”

“What?” Caspar asked, his body tensing in a way you could feel through space between you. “You’re gonna say no, right?”

“I can’t,” you repeated. “Lord Pendleton is doing my family an honor by agreeing to the match.” You spoke the words you’d heard a hundred times from your parents with great care, a sick feeling in your stomach. Even saying the name  — soon to be your name —  was difficult, like a mouthful of medicine you had to force down your throat.

“Him? But you don’t even like that guy!” Caspar said. His voice was raised too loud for comfort in the relative peace of the breezy afternoon, making you flinch. Tears stung at the back of your eyes at this horrible arrangement of events, but you forced them back. Your mother told you to smile, no matter what. The one you mustered was a bitter, fragile thing, full of false humor.  

“That’s not the point of arranged marriages,” you said, forcing an even voice. “And I don’t dislike Lord Pendleton. By all accounts, he’s a fine man. His family has been working with mine for years. And, besides, everything has already been arranged. I can’t just break it off like that.” Not without making an enemy of both his family and your own, at least. Despite that logic, guilt formed a knot in your chest on top of the selfish pain. Denying Caspar when he was looking at you with such earnest eyes was harder than you’d have ever thought, but you raised your gaze to meet them, to plead with him. “You understand, right?”

Caspar frowned, his shoulders slumping a bit as the burst of passion faded. He nodded. “Yeah, yeah, I get it…” He sighed, running a hand over his face, into his hair. It was already tousled by the wind, but now the longer bits stuck up. It was cute in a way you absolutely loathed noticing. “If I had asked you before, would you have said yes?” he asked.

“Yes,” you agreed without hesitation. That made his frown fade a bit, although the thought didn’t bring you much solace. It was little more than an empty prize, a chest of fools gold. 

“Yeah, cause you like me way better, right?”

And again, you answered without thinking. “Of course I do. You’re… You’re a good man,” you told him. “You’re the closest friend I’ve ever had.” You deflated with those words, a hollow feeling in your chest. In contrast, Caspar’s chest only seemed to swell.

“Aw, I like you a lot, too,” he cooed, a strangely unaffected response to such a deeply personal confession. “A lot, a lot. And you know what? I have a feeling things are just gonna work out.”

Sending a sideways glance at Caspar, you felt a melancholic burst of affection. Maybe innocent was a strange word to describe a fully grown man, and perhaps an inappropriate one if you were to get right down to it. Condescending, infantilizing, and certainly unbecoming of the Minister of Military Affairs. And yet, it was the only description that came to mind in your hours with Caspar. He wasn’t innocent in the way of white flowers and doe eyes, but in an innate, childish way that gave light to his beaming smile and a captivating animation to his endlessly energetic attitude. And, yes, he was innocent when it came to women. Happily oblivious, or perhaps too distracted by everything else to be preoccupied with such things. Right then, it hurt. If he had offered marriage, perhaps you could have said yes. If he had shown any sign of romantic affection, maybe you could have justified taking his offer.

Heart sunken deep, you looked out to the ocean where clouds were building on the horizon. Not storm clouds, but the thick type that would bring a pointless oceanic gloom with them. You related to them far more than Caspar’s sweet optimism. “I hope so.”

You were a child and your father was carrying you in his arms, cradled to his chest while you pretended to sleep so he wouldn’t put you down. He smelled like the ocean, sawdust, and the achingly familiar scent of the cologne your mother liked so much. But, no. That wasn’t true, you weren’t a child and it wasn’t your father who was carrying you. Your body ached in the way it had only begun aching when you reached adulthood. The smell was wrong, too. Sweat and linen and leather.

Then there was a bed beneath you, a place you could finally lay flat. Still, the discomfort persisted, your brain relentlessly struggling against the dark and muscles falling slack. It was the thirst that finally got your eyes open and stiff body moving. The moments between wakefulness and the press of the cup to your lips was a blur, you couldn’t even remember seeing the water beside your bed. It was sweet, soothing your throat with each desperate swallow. Some of it dribbled down your chin, nearly choking you. Still weak, so weak, your fingers let the empty tin cup fell to the floor. Then your eyes closed again, ignoring the dozens of little pains you suffered. 

"Oh, so you are awake!” Your eyes opened to the familiar voice, watching him enter the tent. A tent? “That’s good,” Caspar said. “I was starting to worry you’d never open your eyes.”

“How long was I asleep?” you asked, the words coming without thought as your mind swam, too disoriented to focus on any of your larger concerns. It looked and smelled like the earliest hours of the morning when he had opened the tent, the air thin and bitter with a creeping chill.

“About twenty hours? Give or take some, yesterday was pretty hectic,” Caspar answered, looking up as he thought. Then he smiled, sitting on the edge of your bed and stretching, throwing you a sideways grin. “Did you know that you snore? I didn't know girls did that. It was pretty cute. Reminded me of this cat I used to take care of.” His tilted. “I kinda miss that little guy."

“Twenty hours,” you repeated, knowing the words had far more significance than you could give them. Fog clouded your brain, panic barely finding its way through when everything all felt so unreal, so far away. The water hadn’t done much to ease the sour, sandy flavor weighing down your tongue. Your body sagged, your head aching. Everything was so uncomfortable you could hardly stand it. Fear of the unknown, of the confusion, was beginning to take hold. “Last I remember I was… You were there?” you asked, looking at him helplessly. “What happened? Where are we?”

“Hey, don’t panic, everything’s okay!” Caspar said, looking a little panicked himself. “We’re an hour out from the old Empire border. It’ll be two days more of traveling before we get to Enbarr.” His face scrunched unhappily. “I’ll have to teach you how to ride long distances so we can make better time when we travel from now on. Traveling so slow is the worst.”

“We left Derdriu,” you said, cold with horror. Memories were slipping into place, more relevant memories. “I snuck out to see you off and... You poisoned me?”

Caspar frowned. “Believe me, I didn’t want to!” he emphatically told you. “But I was worried you’d make everything all complicated again. I knew you were gonna feel too bad about leaving to come with me without some... Help. Besides, it’s better this way. You’d be completely wasted as Lord Pendleton’s wife. He’s a chump and a coward.”

“So you kidnapped me?” you asked, overwhelmed and nearly breathless on the verge of hyperventilating.

“You said you wanted to come with me,” he said.

“It’s not that simple,” you protested, a hand rising to your head to halfheartedly massage your temples.

“See? You think too much, it makes everything so complicated. Now that you’re already gone, you don’t have to feel bad about leaving.”

“I can’t believe you did this,” you said, your eyes closing. Hunger gnawed at your stomach, a reminder of all the time you’d spent asleep, getting farther and farther away from your family.

“You like me, don’t you?” he asked. Your eyes opened. Caspar looked pleading, a tad desperate. Oh, so innocent. It made your heart ache, it made your empty stomach twist.

“Of course I do,” you said, choking on the words. He relaxed slightly.

“Yeah, that’s good. I’m glad,” he said, nodding. Awkward. 

A moment passed, Caspar looking intently at the tent wall with furrowed eyebrows and pursed lips. It wasn’t enough time for you to think, only to feel a washing sense of distress and fear. 

“Listen,” he finally said. “I know that I can be kinda difficult and reckless. I’ve even been called annoying, but you don’t ever make me feel like that. I didn’t realize what I felt until you said that you were gonna get married. I realized that the idea of you with any other man made me angry. Livid, actually. I kinda wanted to leave and fight Lord Pendleton right then and there just for thinking about marrying you.” Caspar’s posture was hunched, his eyes down and cheeks blushing bright red. “This is so embarrassing... I swear, I didn’t want to do it like this.” He finally looked up, his jaw set as if he was readying for a fight. “The thing is, I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, protecting you and taking care of you. I know you didn’t want to marry that guy and that you’d be miserable, so even though it didn’t make me happy to do it like this, I had to take you. You understand, right?”

"No, I don’t,” you said, your voice a pinched, parched sound. Some part of you wanted to laugh at the horrifying juxtaposition of his confession and the situation, the morbid way they complimented each other. “I don’t understand why you would do this at all.”

“I’m trying to help!” Caspar said, pleading once more. “You like me way more than that guy, you wanted to come with me!”

“Why would you think that any of this is what I wanted?” you asked, meeting his shout with a shrill whisper and gesturing around the tent. Slowly, bit by bit, Caspar’s expression faltered, as if your unhappy tone was only just now invading in on his mood. It left you feeling cold. You had always known Caspar was a bit oblivious, but this was something else entirely. He truly hadn’t given a second thought to this, any of this. He thought this was for the best.

“Please don’t be upset,” he begged, moving towards you with imploring, innocent eyes. Then he smiled, and it was the worst one yet. So genuine and sweet, you felt as if you could actually see the love. Love. Caspar smiled and reached out to you with his warm, warm hands. “You had a problem, and I fixed it!”

[hurricaneonanesthesia]

Fire Emblem Masterlist

THIS IS STILL A WIP, I STILL NEED TO CHANGE SOME TITLES AND SHIT

I finally decided to compile all of the fics that I’ve written for FE3H here cause it takes up so much space on my normal masterlist lol. I’m definitely gonna make one for my valorant one too, but since this took a while, I’ll probably end up doing it on another day.

Created: [4/3/2022]

Last Updated: [4/4/2022]

Personal Favorite [⭐]

Sensitive Topic [‼️]

Blue Lions:

BL Boys + Claude and Yuri General Fluff HCs ⭐

Blue Lions Boys with an s/o who doesn’t want kids ‼️

BL Boys + Claude and Yuri comforting an anxious s/o  

Sleepy Morning Cuddles with the Blue Lions Boys   ⭐

Dimitri:

Under the Stars ⭐

Yearning

Silenced

Love Like You (Dimileth Song Fic)  ⭐

Reader dies for Dimitri, but then they’re reincarnated into a Modern!AU ‼️

Reacting to his S/O dressing up Post-War

Reacting to his S/O who got poisoned in an assassination attempt 

Dedue:

none

Sylvain:

Sylvain x Empathetic Reader  

Reacting to his S/O dressing up Post-War

Their S/O Brings a Dog with them to Bed

As a Father

Helping his s/o adjust to the cold of Faerghus

Sylvain and Ferdinand with a reader that turns down suitors because she wants to be with them

Felix:

Safe and Sound

Sleepy Morning Cuddles with Felix (extended)  

Jealousy⭐

Their S/O Brings a Dog with them to Bed

Ashe:

Clumsy⭐

Getting Married to his GN!S/O

Ingrid:

none

Mercedes:

none

Annette:

none

Golden Deer:

Golden Deer with an insecure friend  ⭐

Golden Deer with a friend who betrayed them for Edelgard but also not at the same time   ⭐

Claude:

Pain 

Fallen Star  ⭐

Dense ⭐

Reader Sneaking Around Claude to bond with his wyvern ⭐

Saving his F!S/O after they’ve been hypnotized

General Fluff HCs ⭐

Reacting to his S/O dressing up Post-War

General Yandere!Claude Headcanons ‼️

Domestic Fluff Headcanons   ⭐

Comforting an anxious s/o  

Lorenz:

none

Raphael:

none

Ignatz:

Getting Married to his GN!S/O

Lysithea:

none

Marianne:

none

Hilda:

Reuniting with their f!s/o post-timeskip( M!Byleth, Edelgard, Lindhart, Bernadetta, Hilda)

Leonie:

none

Black Eagles:

Edelgard:

Reuniting with their f!s/o post-timeskip( M!Byleth, Edelgard, Lindhart, Bernadetta, Hilda)

Hubert:

Hubert with a GN!Reader that’s hardworking, but always tired

Ferdinand Von Aegir:

Helping the Reader confront the death of their friends ‼️

Sylvain and Ferdinand with a reader that turns down suitors because she wants to be with them

Lindhart:

Reuniting with their f!s/o post-timeskip( M!Byleth, Edelgard, Lindhart, Bernadetta, Hilda)

Caspar:

none

Bernadetta:

Reuniting with their f!s/o post-timeskip( M!Byleth, Edelgard, Lindhart, Bernadetta, Hilda)

Dorothea:

none

Petra:

none

Ashen Wolves:

Yuri:

Comforting an anxious s/o  

Reacting to his S/O being poisoned in an assassination attempt

Balthus:

none

Constance:

none

Hapi:

none

Others:

(I’m only writing for certain characters!)

Seteth:

none

Shamir:

none

Catherine:

none

Alois:

none

M!Byleth:

Reuniting with their f!s/o post-timeskip( M!Byleth, Edelgard, Lindhart, Bernadetta, Hilda)

F!Byleth:

none

Head back to the Main Masterlist!

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【 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 + 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 】

【 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 】

❥ Toilet Bound Hanako-kun

❥ A3!

❥ Twisted Wonderland

❥ Genshin Impact

❥ Fire Emblem Three Houses

❥ Arcane

【 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 】

❥ Extreme Gore/Gruesome Injuries

❥ NSFW

❥ Pedophilia

❥ Incest/Stepcest

❥ Yandere

【 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 】

❥ Fluff

❥ Angst

❥ Suggestive Content (to an extent and only characters 16+)

❥ Oneshots

❥ Headcanons

❥ Character Interactions

❥ X Readers

❥ Character x Character

❥ AUs/Crossovers (depending on if I know the other media well enough)

❥ General/Platonic Relationships

❥ Same Sex Relationships

【 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐈’𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 】

Please forgive me if there is a character you wanted to request but isn’t on this list! I just have my own preferences of who I write and which ones are easier. (i.e. sometimes certain characters don’t have enough screentime)

bold = platonic only

◦ 𝐓𝐁𝐇𝐊 ◦ 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

◦ 𝐀𝟑! ◦ 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

◦ 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 ◦ 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

◦ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 ◦ 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

◦ 𝐅𝐄𝟑𝐇 ◦ Byleth (male and female), Edelgard, Hubert, Ferdinand, Linhardt, Caspar, Bernadetta, Dorothea, Petra, Dimitri, Dedue, Felix, Ashe, Sylvain, Mercedes, Annette, Ingrid, Claude, Lorenz, Raphael, Ignatz, Lysithea, Marianne, Hilda, Leonie, Yuri, Balthus, Constance, Hapi, Flayn

◦ 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞 ◦ Vi, Jinx, Ekko, Caitlyn, Jayce, Viktor, Mel

【 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐒 】

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.

I’ve 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

I’ve watched all of Arcane but I haven’t played League of Legends so if there’s 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.)

【 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 】

💌.answered prayers — Answered requests!

💌.apprentice's prayers — Non-request writing!

💌.pragma — Romantic and/or Fluff

💌.mania — Angst

💌.eros — Suggestive

💌.philia — Platonic (as Friends)

💌.storge — Platonic (as Family)

[mysticmellowlove]

indulge me in your deepest darkest secrets…

about requests

important - length may vary, if my mind decides that i'm gonna blast 1k words on something it will.

i'm mainly an original works blog - so feel completely free to send in your ideas and i'll see what i can cook up concerning them.

i only write - sub male, sub male yandere, if you want a specific reader gender feel free to include it in your request, otherwise they will be gender neutral. For some characters I will also write a more dominant role if i feel up to it.

but i'm also open for fandom requests as well - i also write for other fandoms on another platform so i am comfortable tackling certain fandoms.

there are some things i won't be comfortable writing - if anything i feel uncomfortable writing appears in my inbox i will delete it. as a little suggestion i won't write anything that is overly non-consensual, too gory, abusive, incestuous or generally gross. this list may be updated from time to time as i come across any more examples

please take note that i am a university student - sometimes i get too lost in my work to remember to write. i may get burnt out. if you request something of me (and you know it doesn't breach my personal boundaries) please give me some time. i'll get to it eventually and if i don't there will be some sort of public announcement.

if things start to get too much - i'll tell you about it! if there's simply too much backlog i'll close requests for a while until i shave things down

about fandom requests

at the moment my scope is limited to what i know i can complete a fic about. below is a helpful list of what fandoms i can write. this list may be updated in the future as well

it should be noted - i will not write for underage characters, i will always age them up as i see fit unless I'm uncomfortable with it.

genshin impact

tokyo revengers

demon slayer

fire emblem: three houses / conquest / shadows of valentia

jujutsu kaisen

characters i will not write for;

genshin - bennet, razor, xingqiu, chongyun, pierro, mika, venti

TR - makoto, peh, pah, muto, benkei, mocchi, madarame, south,

DS - kagaya, gyomei, genya, tanjuro

FE - hubert, caspar, lorenz, raphael, alois, mycen, valbar, jesse, rudolf, odin, arthur, benny, gunter, any of the children in conquest

about asks and thirsts

i may be socially awkward but i love interacting with like minded people - feel free to send me an 'ask'. also feel free to chat about your day with me as well, i'll chime in with my own experience.

if you don’t want a whole essay written about what you have on your mind - send me a thirst. i'll give my two cents, i might even expand on it a little bit. we're all on this blog for one thing and one thing only. don't be shy

[writing-for-me-at-this-point]

Afterdark AU | Fire Emblem: Three Houses | Pre-Timeskip

Afterdark AU: this is basically an AU designated for angst. Every character, or nearly every character, is against MC in some way. From Yanderes to Manipulators and Abusers, MC is not having a good time.

This AU is 18+ and holds dark content.

I will add to each character in the future! I'm just tired atm, but asks are open for the au :)

The air is crisp and clean, it allows you to breathe like you haven't before, but the pounding heartbeat in your head doesn't allow you to enjoy it. Your vision is blurry when your eyes open, and there's an echo calling to you, and yet, you can't seem to find any place to focus. Your chest is light, but your stomach feels like it's been filled with stones and steel, it's unpleasant- especially so with how the spinning in your head doesn't seem to stop.

"Mistress? Can... Mis... hear?" The voice echos, and you don't realize the hum that leaves you, small and nearing a whine.

"Byleth, get some water, she's gonna need it."

C H U R C H o f S E I R O S

Rhea...

Seteth...

Flyan...

Manuela

Hanneman...

Cyril...

Byleth...

B L A C K E A G L E S

Edelgard is a yandere that will not fight over you, but for you.

Hubert...

Ferdinand...

Linhardt...

Caspar...

Bernadetta...

Dorothea...

Petra...

B L U E L I O N S

Dimitri is the worst yandere to have. Completely obsessed and devoted, unable to even hand you to the other Houses when the time comes. Vows to protect and serve you with his heart and soul, and that includes any order you give him being taken as the word of the goddess- a head or two on a pike is nothing for your and the professors approval.

Dedue doesn't trust you. And often tries to scare you away from Dimitri and the other Lions when they aren't around. He doesn't care of the Goddess herself brought you here, you don't belong and will bring harm to this world- so it's best you leave and never return.

Felix is amused by you. A woman from another world, a future one at that, where Crests don't exist and monarchys and nobility are a far off dream... he thinks you're soft. Too soft. And wants to mold you into the best thing he can make you. A knight. A warrior. A machine of death. All his.

Ashe...

Sylvain is a menace to your mental health. Reminding you of how powerless you are in this world. As a woman, with no money, no title, no family, no crest... so surely you'd allow him to help you? If only for the small price of you warming his bed and kicking you out before the sun even rises.

Mercedes finds comfort with you. Wanting nothing more than your hands in her hair, head in your lap, and the promise of your loyalty to never leave her side. Spells and potions from her always muddle your mind into a mush, making you pliant, and loving.

Annette...

Ingrid...

G O L D E N D E E R

Claude is a yandere, like the other leaders, but he's more sly and subtle about it. Uses honeyed words to manipulate you and break you, gaslighting you all the while he builds you up and breaks you down- molding you into the perfect little thing. Just for him.

Lorenz doesn't care for you much, allows the others to have their way with you, be it through word of mouth or litterally infront of him. Quite the sadist and enjoys hearing your cries for help, and is known to egg others on, or irritate them on the chance they go after you.

Raphael is blind to what the others do. Delusional and focused on his strengths, he only speaks at you, not to you. Drags you along and has you help him, willingly or not, ignoring your needs until Claude or another Leader decided to take you from him. Often speaks about his family to you.

Ignatz uses you as an unwilling muse... forcing you into positions and angles that have you sore and whimpering. If you don't comply, he often uses small potions to blurr your mind and make you fall asleep, to which he enjoys the peace and quiet while painting and sketching your unconscious form.

Lysithea uses your to quell her temper, proving no matter how small or delicate one looks, they can give you some serious damage. Forces you to practice with her, even if you don't have enough skill, which leads Felix or Edelgard to assist in your "spares" that usually end with blood and tears on the ground. All of which, are yours.

Marianne doesn't care for you, and stays far away from you and those who have been recently been around you. You don't even remember seeing her other than your first meeting, when Byleth and you first entered GM.

Hilda...

Leonie...

Asks are open for the AU :)

[kingjinxii]

What Your Favorite FE3H Student Says About You

Black Eagles

Edelgard: Your favorite pastimes are getting into arguments on the internet and posting smug anime girl reaction images. Hubert: You never grew out of your middle school goth/emo phase. Denial only makes it stronger. Ferdinand: You think Hans should have been the main love interest in Frozen. Linhardt: You're still salty about the lack of M/M S-Supports. Caspar: You really think you should start going to the gym more often. You won’t. Bernadetta: You are either someone with an anxiety disorder and can relate or a heterosexual man who thinks that girls don’t talk to him because they hate gentlemen. Dorothea: You are extremely into girls. Like, in a gay way. Petra: You're just happy to be here.

Blue Lions

Dimitri: You started stanning the Blue Lions immediately after the E3 2019 trailer. Dedue: No matter what anime you’re watching, your favorite character is always the big guy with a soft heart. Felix: No matter what anime you’re watching, your favorite character is always the tsundere. Ashe: No matter what anime you’re watching, your favorite character is always the sweet cinnamon roll who immediately gets traumatized. Sylvain: You realized Sylvain was a free recruit every route if you play as F!Byleth and you never looked back. Mercedes: You have an extreme attraction to MILFs. Annette: You have an extreme attraction to genki girls. Ingrid: You have an extreme attraction to girls who can and will kick your ass.

Golden Deer

Claude: You are extremely horny for Claude. Raphael: Your interest in literally any other character is outweighed by your weakness for himbos. Ignatz: You unironically use the term "glow-up" when referring to Ignatz bowl cut mullet after the time skip. Lysithea: You are twenty-five years old, but if you carry a plushie at the airport, airport security immediately assumes you're an unaccompanied minor. Marianne: You run a black and white depression blog in your spare time. Hilda: You run a pink yandere blog in your spare time. Leonie: This is just the same joke as Ingrid, but like, more. Lorenz: In a world where everyone runs from a challenge, you are the rare person who runs towards it. When everyone else has finished their fight, you press onwards, never stopping. For you, no mountain is too high, no river is too deep, You have made a commitment to your community and done what so many others could only dream of. You are the few, the proud...the Support Readers.

[sothisblessmysoul]

༓ʚ Black Eagles Masterlist ɞ༓

»» Edelgard von Hresvelg «« 

TBA / NA

»» Hubert von Vestra ««

Kiss It Better [ Hubert shares injuries with his soulmate. ]

Puppy Love [ Hubert struggles with having a crush. ]

Honeymoon [ Hubert relaxing with his partner on their honeymoon. ]

»» Ferdinand von Aegir ««

Happiness [ Ferdinand reassuring and spoiling his boyfriend with affection. ]

»» Linhardt von Hevring ««

Cuddle Bug [ Linhardt cuddling with his boyfriend. ]

Research [ Linhardt says something hurtful to his partner than apologizes. ]

»» Caspar von Bergliez ««

TBA / NA

»» Bernadetta von Varley ««

TBA / NA

»» Dorothea Arnault ««

My Dearest [ Dorothea nearly everyday writes a love letter to her wife. ]

A Rose’s Thorn [ Dorothea gives her darling roses. ] [ Yandere / Angst ]

»» Petra Macneary ««

TBA / NA

»»  Jeritza von Hrym ««

TBA / NA

»» Various Characters ««

Invisible [ Bernadetta is in obsessive love with Edelgard’s partner. ] [ Yandere / Angst ]

[fire-emblem-drabbles]

Blog Statistics

Based off the masterlist I made on the last post, I made a pie chart! It’s kinda ugly considering I’ve written for 75 different characters on this blog (as of 12/10/20 lol) but yeah!

So based on this chart, my top 5 characters I’ve written for, in order, are:

1. Alfonse: 11 fics (or 6.4%), including multi pieces

2. Lif: 10 fics (or 5.8%)  including multi pieces

3. Zelgius: 8 fics

4. Lukas: 7 fics

5. Takumi: 6 fics

For obvious reasons, I skipped multi on this but included it on the chart for fun!

In total, I’ve written 172 different fanfics for this blog! Of the 75 characters I’ve written for (2 characters, Bruno and Rinea, are included in multi fics but none of their own) 59 (or 78%) are male, leaving only 16 (or 22%) as women! However, men make up 143 (or 83%) of all total fics on this blog, leaving women with only 29 (or 17%) of all total fics.

Speaking of all the characters I’ve written for, only 3 of them aren’t in Heroes! That would be Linhardt, Caspar, and Sain!

And of the 172 different fics only 38 (or 22%) of them are yandere, leaving the remaining 134 (or 78%) to be normal fics. I’ve also only written 6 not sfw pieces on this blog. That’s less than 1%!

That’s about all the interesting stuff I have to say about this blog! I just did this for fun, even if it took me a bit of time... I hope you guys like it lol! Maybe it will give you an idea of who to request next?

[dear-yandere]

Yandere alphabet URQPI For Linhardt from Fire Emblem three houses.

Linhardt von Hevring

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Linhardt doesn’t have anything grand planned – he simply wants to spend peaceful and quite days filled with naps and cuddles with his darling! He’ll wholeheartedly support whatever they want to do with their life so long as they stay by his side.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

He deals with Caspar all day, so almost nothing darling does will get on Linhardt’s nerves (even if their personality is similar to Caspar’s). He’s not overbearing or overt with his yandere behavior, so impatience likely won’t be a problem since darling won’t “act up” in the first place.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

It’s unlikely that darling will escape since he wouldn’t take them in the first place. Nevertheless, he’d be able to move on if his darling leaves, but not if they die. He’d know long before if darling was able to, or planning to, leave him, so it wouldn’t come as much of a surprise and he wouldn’t put up too much of a fight into making them stay. To him, the fact they had the strength to leave after he’s worked so hard on manipulating and persuading them to stay is a testament that he isn’t good enough for them or for relationships. So although he’ll move on, he likely won’t bother himself with another relationship.

Now, if darling dies, he would never be able to move on. As a healer, he’ll feel devastated that he couldn’t save them although he had the power to. He’d blame himself, likely locking himself away in his room to mourn.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

It’s highly unlikely that Linhardt would abduct his darling – it’s simply too much work. He hardly wants to take care of himself, why would he want the mental and physical well being of another human to lie on his shoulders?

He’s not the type of yandere that’s overt enough to abduct his darling; rather, he prefers to manipulate them, whittling down their guard and easing their worries with his words. Although he’s not a people person, Linhardt is very observant, so this is an easy task once he gathers enough information on his darling’s personality and weaknesses.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

Linhardt is very lax in his treatment of darling. As long as they don’t try to leave, his behavior is quite normal, albeit sometimes alarming. For instance, he gets jealousy much more easily than darling would initially think, but unlike the classic yandere, he’s open to talking it out and making it work.

[degenerate-yandere]

Any chance I can get some yandere Caspar headcanons? : " )

Here ya’ go! Hope you guys enjoy! My blog is pretty much just Fe3H rn, but I’m finally workin’ on some bnha requests so expect a lil variety.

A/N: Characters are assumed to be post-timeskip.

TW: Yandere, kidnapping, stalking, slight NSFW, mentions of Ferdinand Von Aegir

Caspar is certified baby, no two ways around that. He’s inexperienced with love and romance and all that weird stuff, the only thing he’s certain of is that being around you makes him super happy!

You make his heart beat like crazy, and he gets all hot and red when he talks to you, making him feel like he’s been doing hours of training. But Caspar loves training though, so it doesn’t bother him. He doesn’t love it quite as much as he loves you though.

He’s kinda like a puppy. He’ll follow you around with a giddy smile, constantly seeking your praise and validation. 

You’re a great motivator for his workouts. He just thinks of you and your pretty face lit up with amazement at all his hard work, and he’ll push himself twice - no - thrice as hard.

And like his physique and stamina, Caspar will see you as something to be obtained with hard work and dedication. He’s just a little... unsure on what exactly he’s supposed to do.

He’ll ask Sylvain about how to approach his little issue, after all he’s had a lot of experience with this stuff, right?

Unfortunately, Caspar is intense. It’s like training; the harder you do it, the more it’ll pay off, right? Did Sylvain say to get to know you? Caspar will stalk you day and night, learning every intricacy of your daily life. Did Sylvain tell him to learn your interests and hobbies? Well, expect a broken lock and a room turned upside down. He’ll learn what books you like, the food you eat, even the clothes you wear (he’ll take a few for himself - just so he doesn’t forget, not so he can put it under his pillow and pretend you’re sleeping there with him, or anything).

It’s also worth noting that things get ugly when he’s jealous. If someone so much as looks at you with a bit too much interest, he might just have to rough them up a little.

And then, the fateful day will come when he believes he’s fully ready to confront you: He’s worked so hard and it’s paid off! He knows everything about you, that’ll show you how much he loves you! He’ll approach you, voice loud in excitement;

“Hey, (Y/n)! I love you! Please go out with me!”

You’ll be taken aback, for sure. Caspar will notice your hesitation, and assure you that he really, really does love you! He’ll list off facts and tidbits about you, the mannerisms he adores so much, the cute way you sleep, how nice all your clothes smell...

If you’re sane, you’ll be absolutely mortified. How the fuck does he know any of this? You’ll shake your head, apologizing but warning him to stay away from you. It feels like you’ve been betrayed; you cherished your friendship with Caspar, but now you don’t know what to think of him.

Before you can walk away, he’ll have you in a choke hold, your vision blurring into stars as you struggle to breathe.

“I’m really sorry, (Y/n). This wasn’t how this was supposed to go. But don’t worry! I’ll show you how much I love you.”

You’ll wake up in an unfamiliar room, with Caspar sitting across from you with a worried look in his eye. He’ll be overjoyed when he sees you stir.

“Heh, sorry about that (Y/n). I got a little rough back there. I was worried I might’ve -” Caspar just shakes his head and scratches his neck, acting as if this was no more than a dumb accident.

Caspar is hella delusional. He’ll truly believe you love him back. He’ll treat you so kindly - kissing you gently, holding you close when he forces lets you sleep with him, and giving you constant compliments. He’ll refuse to process any signs of your discontent. Trembling? You must be cold, he’ll fetch you a blanket. You cry when he embraces you? Oh, you must just love him so much it overwhelms you!

“I love you so much, (Y/n)! And you love me, right? It’s like we were made for each other.”

Ferdinand

Ferdinand is, in every sense of the word, a noble. A fact he greatly prides himself on. He’s kind of the opposite of Caspar, he knows the world of courtship and customs of chivalry inside out. 

On that day, when the stars align and see fit to bless him, he’ll lay eyes on you. You’re captivating, exceptionally beautiful and stunningly refined. And when he gets to know you; well his infatuation inflates tenfold. To him, you’re perfect in aesthetics and substance. He sees it as his duty, his purpose as a man of honor, to woo you and make you his bride.

To be honest, Ferdinand sort of has a thing for marrying you, sculpting you into the perfect little spouse. It’s low-key a fantasy for him. When he finds himself in the throes of passion, he’ll call out your name with ‘Von Aegir’ in lieu of your actual surname. It never fails to finish him off. He’ll oft find himself daydreaming about you welcoming him into your shared home, greeting him with tender kisses and a cooked meal. What can he say, he finds domesticity very exciting.

But he decides that he’s lived in fantasy for too long; A noble must take initiative!

Expect an exhausting courtship. Ferdinand will be overbearing with sickly-sweet compliments that wax poetic, luxurious gifts that you feel bad for accepting, and constant insistence on joining him for tea or a horse ride.

If he finds himself facing rejection, however, he may feel a little scorned. He showed you nothing but courtesy, and that’s how you repay him?

“If you wish to be uncivilized about this, (Y/n), then it’s time I ought to act accordingly.”

He’ll use every political connection he has to blackmail and threaten you. It’s for your own good, of course. You just insist on being so difficult about it.

In the fantasy world he’s created, he’s the shining knight to rescue you from the troubles of your boring, lowly life.

He’ll force you into a marriage, delighting in just how cute you are as his loyal companion - and he’ll be eager to finally consummate this eternal union.

“It sounds beautiful, doesn’t it, my angel? Von Aegir suits you so well.”

[infinitehearts]

favorite youtubers ?

oh god, there’s a lot. well not a lot lot but still… quite a few.

if i took the time to tag all the ones with tumblr i’d take forever. so a list, in no order, referred to with channel name:

daniel howell, amazingphil, tana mongeau, hannah hoffman, deligracy, theenglishsimmer, thatcherjoe, kickthepj, the gabbie show, oli white, colliscool, wengie, pointlessblog, zoella, omg lilly, vixella, mileschronicles, heythereimshannon, tom harlock, glam and gore, paint, yandere dev, ladylike, caspar, sprinkleofglitter, jessiepaege, butch hartman, kiera bridget… and a bunch of music channels for my faves plus most side/gaming/second channels for everyone listed.