#zelgius x reader

[glowingbadger]

Hi l, hope you're having a good day :) for the alphabet prompts, can I ask for D, I and K with Zelgius? I recently replayed the Tellius games and... oof 🥵

Oh man that reminds me I need to get back to my PoR replay, ugh, they don't make men like they did in Tellius.

Alphabet prompts - Zelgius (FE 9/10)

D (dirty secret), I (intimacy), K (kink)

NSFW 18+

Dirty secret: Zelgius dearly does not want to let on how pent up he's been until letting you into his life (and, naturally, his bed). Sexual frustration truly isn't something he's has the time, energy or focus to address for quite some time- he's been just a touch busy for the past few years. Even once he has you, he does his best to train his responses to your touch and your lips, as intoxicating as they are. It's such a novel experience for him, as he's been without for so terribly long, but he's a stoic type by nature, and so he's reticent to show exactly how you drive him mad with lust.

Intimacy: while certainly not romantic (see "stoic" above), Zelgius is extremely intimate in the intensity of how he makes love. Being with someone who sees him- truly sees all of him -and accepts and loves all of what they see is something that he couldn't possibly take for granted. So while he'll never shower you with eloquent praises or arrange for over-the-top romantic gestures in bed, he'll hold you close to him, touch you firmly yet so tenderly, and kiss you until your head spins.

Kink: This is yet one more aspect of Zelgius you'll have to discover and piece together yourself, as he's extremely unlikely to bring it up voluntarily- but you'll notice with time that he's always all the more riled up when you're a bit bratty with him. Something about his somwhat competitive warrior's spirit compels him to want to "conquer" even his lover, so while he would never take you by force (unless you're into that, of course), he secretly enjoys being challenged and needled until he has the chance to pin you down on the sheets and show you how easily he can claim you with that overwhelming strength of his.

[fire-emblem-drabbles]

Pairing: Zelgius x Reader

Prompt: The summoner is in really bad depression slump; Zelgius tries to offer his help.

Description: You didn't want to talk to anyone-- let alone be seen by them. But when someone begins to knock incessantly at your door, you're left with no choice but to open it for them.

Rating: sfw

Conant Warning: Depression (talk of, depictions of, the whole fic is about it really), some mild self deprecation. Ask to tag

Word Count: 1399

Notes: Hi, this is a repost! I reread the original. and it was bad. even though I claimed to have already edited it. Gross. But, this was originally one of the first fics I posted to this blog, so I hope you enjoy this updated version of it <3

There was an incessant knocking at the door. It rang, loud and clear through your empty chambers. You let out a small groan, turning towards the door to give it a dirty look. “I already told you, please leave me alone.” You didn’t care to know who was at the door; your bets were on Sharena, or perhaps even Anna (you would loathe to see Alfonse there) but no matter who it was, you didn’t want to see them.

Whoever it was, they were wasting their time anyways. You weren’t worth the effort, and certainly, not worth their time or kindness. Given how things were around here, something urgent would push you out of inaction soon enough anyways...

Still, the knocking on your door remain. Polite, but firm. Whoever was there wasn’t going away with one halfhearted call, it seemed. You merely pull the comforter of your bed up closer, frowning now at the door as you consider all the mistakes and failures, made in the Order’s name. They deserved a better Summoner, a better tactician… Someone who could actually live up to the title of ‘Legendary Summoner.’ Despite your thoughts, though, the knocking remains, though perhaps a little louder. The hard rapts hitting your door making you sit up.

“Please, just go away. Don’t you understand the meaning of ‘alone’?” You call out again, rolling out of bed to finally answer the door. Your clothes were rumpled and your hair surely a mess from staying in bed far too long, but maybe if whoever was at the door saw the bags under your eyes they would reconsider bothering you. If they even spoke when you opened the door, considered they hadn’t even bothered to name themselves as they knocked.

At the next pause in the knocking, you answer the door.

“Zelgius...” Before him, you felt small. Your face with his armor, kept in perfect condition, only to look to his features-- put together and stern, but with obvious worry as he takes you in. You probably look as much the mess as you feel. You suddenly feel a little naked, despite being somewhat dressed. You don’t think he had ever seen you without your cloak. “What uh, what brings you here? Is it urgent?” You awkwardly look away from his perfect, pretty face, looking back to your darkend room, to the glowing shape of Breidablik on your desk.

“Summoner…” Your title leaves him in a small breath. Even Zelgius, known to hide his emotions rather well, can’t hide his shock at seeing you like this. “Commander Anna… along with Alfonse, and Sharena, have said you refuse to leave your chambers. Why?” At least he was candid, carefully taking in your pitiful form and surely trying to figure the best way to approach this.

“You know why.” You speak softly, still refusing to look his way. It’s not like he didn’t know. Not like it wasn’t the Order of Hero’s favorite rumor. Slowly, you opened the door wider to allow him in. If he wanted to try and help you, then he could try. Your problems could be his for a few minutes if he truly wanted.

“… You know I'm not used to this sort of thing.” He begins, entering into your dark room, having to duck under your door frame. The first thing he does is open the drawn curtains to let the light in, an action that has your turning away.

“I know.” You answer with a small groan, rubbing your tired eyes to try and get use to the sudden light. “I am curious, though,” You look his way as your eyes finally adjust. “What made you… want to do this yourself? There are plenty of heroes who are probably better at comforting people than you.” You also aren’t sure you want him to be the one to do this. He was a general, after all. Not really known for being kind…

“I’m aware.” Zelgius remains quiet a moment, watching you intently. You swear you can hear the cogs turning in his mind. “But.. I do not think they care as much as I do.” His answer shocks you, enough so that you find your mouth opening a little. It’s not as if you thought he hated you, more so that you thought you were rather… on neutral terms with him. That he cared, so much so to admit it to you and come down to try and get you out of this depressed stupor, brings a sort of warmth to you that you haven’t felt in a while.

“Well, its kind of you to take time out of your day to check on me, but really I’d rather deal with this myself.” You turn away from him, and his kindness. “I’d rather people not know I can get like this, in fact.” You add, sitting back on your bed and grabbing at your blanket. Zelgius takes the seat at your desk, pulling it out to face you. You didn’t know how to feel, seeing him sit down and watch your, waiting for you to finish. That he wanted to be here, even when you were still trying to push him away. “I can’t bare to think what everyone would think of me, seeing how I fail them… how I let my depression, just, take over and…” You shake your head, not willing to finish that thought and sighing instead.

“It is a disability, is it not?” Zelgius’s voice calls your attention. “Not quite like a broken arm or bleeding wound but… debilitating all the same. Should you not take the steps to take care of it like one would any physical ailment?” His question is simple, as if it were obvious. Perhaps to him, it was. Still, the thought causes you to pause and consider it a moment.

“I understand where you’re coming from, but I…” You grow quiet as you see a frown cross his features.

“It’s not a burden to rely on others.” His voice, his deep timbre, takes on a soft tone. “Your allies and friends have your back. And I,” He pauses, taking a deep breath. His vibrant green eyes close, only to open and focus on you with a renewed vigor. “I want to be there to support you as well. Tell me how I can help you through this.” Your heart can’t help but pick up at his words, embarrassment flooding through you as you see how sincere he is.

“Zelgius...” You pause, unsure if you should let on just how touched you are. How much it meant to you that he was doing this. “Honestly… I don’t really know what will help me.” You admit softly, finding it hard to look to his face. “But, it means a lot hearing how much you care!” Your next words come out rushed and loud as you see his features fall a moment. Still flustered, you continue. “That you’re trying to help at all, and that your here with me now.” Your turn to take a deep breath, to offer a smile that probably hasn’t genuinely met your lips in a few weeks.

“If you don’t mind and if its not a big deal…” You feel shy all the sudden, like a school girl with a crush. “But if you’re willing to just stay and listen to me? That could be nice….” You trail off, trying your best to read the look on his face. It could be nice, to have some to shoulder your burdens with. To maybe for once, let someone in.

“It would be by my honor to do so, Summoner.” His answer is quick, and certain, causing your heartbeat to pick up once more. He holds a gentle, armored hand to his chest and smiles, just for you. “Whatever you need of me, it is my pleasure to help you.”

“Zelgius…” You can’t help but speak his name, smile reaching your lips as tears prick your eyes. “Thank you. For everything.” You wish you had the courage to tell him how much this really meant to you. But for now, this would have to do. Maybe sometime soon, when you were feeling more yourself (with his help, no less), you would be able to find the right words to say. But in this precious moment, where you can’t help but smile, that will have to suffice.

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Banished Love, part 1

Knight Engvall x fem!noble!reader

SFW, MDNI

This is written by me, so don't copy my work! Reblogs are appreciated. It's my first posted fanfic so plz be nice

“You better hurry!” your angry mother yells from behind your locked door. “Vulen will be here any minute for the banquet!”

You sigh and roll your eyes as one of your servants, Lyra, tightens your corset. “Yes, mother.”

“Engvall, ensure she makes it to the banquet on time! I’ll not have my daughter look like a fool in front of her betrothed!” you can hear your mother’s voice through the door.

“Yes, ma’am,” Engvall’s voice reaches you through the door. His voice always did send a shiver down your spine.

“You’re all ready, miss,” Lyra says once she ties your corset and tucks the laces away.

“Thanks, I guess,” you say, exasperated. She gives you a consoling look.

“I know you don’t like these banquets, my lady,” she says. “But you look beautiful.”

You turn slowly to the large mirror next to you, and despite the exquisite and expensive dress your parents bought especially for you, you can’t stand the sight of it. They insisted that you wear it whenever your betrothed visited so that you would always look your best. You wanted nothing more than to just rip it off and wear your daily clothes of a simple, soft tunic and tights.

Lyra opens the door for you, and you see Engvall standing at attention at your door. His back is pin straight, his body clad fully in armor, as he scans the hallway. He holds his halberd next to him with ease, despite it being just a little taller than him. 

You walk out of your room and down the hallways towards the banquet hall, and Engvall follows behind you. His armor clinks loudly as he walks, but that sound has always made you feel safe. Servants are bustling around you, giving a polite “my lady” whenever they pass you with trays of food and vases full of the finest flowers. They are preparing the finishing touches for the Midsummer banquet, and your parents insisted it must be the best banquet in the land. 

Your steps come to halt before the large, open wooden doors of the banquet hall. Engvall stops immediately behind you and stands guard. You sigh and clench your fist.

“It will be over before you know it, my lady,” Engvall assures you quietly. You look up at him with wide eyes before turning away. Tears begin to prick the edges of your sight, but you swallow them down and stand up straight as your father, Yric, walks by, with your elder brothers Wilden and Zelgius in tow.

“Tonight will be the most lavish banquet this land has seen,” your father says to you in a commanding tone. Your brothers stand silently behind him, but you can see the dissatisfaction in their eyes. “You aren’t to cause any issues, or deny any dances. Is that clear?” your father almost snarls at you, with a ringed finger pointed right in your face. 

The last banquet that was held, you refused to dance with your betrothed, and instead dragged Lyra to dance with you in jest. Vulen’s parents were too drunk to notice, and he himself was too infatuated with you to be upset. 

“Yes, father,” you say through gritted teeth and a forced smile.

Yric sighs, letting out the tension he was holding, and stands back. “Good. I expect you to be on your best behavior for Vulen. Follow your siblings’ examples, and everything will be just fine.”

You stare angrily at your brothers as they strut into the banquet hall behind your father.

You look up at Engvall angrily and meet his eyes through the thin visor in his helmet. His face was always unreadable, and his eyes hardly betrayed what he was feeling. But he knew your every mood, and somehow always managed to make you feel better - in private. If something was bothering you late at night, or while you were taking a walk through your garden and no one was around to hear, Engvall would quietly ask how you were feeling, and if there was anything he could do to help. But with all the servants about, and your family arriving and parents around every corner, Engvall remained as silent as a statue. You looked down at the carpeted stone floor before taking a deep breath and entering the banquet hall.

…

You, your two brothers, and younger sister Malarue sat at a long table between your parents, nobles Alessia and Yric. The table you sat at was adorned with all matters of meats, cheeses, fruits, and wine. Despite the famines plaguing the rest of the world, the nobles lived in an endlessly privileged bubble.

Other long tables are set up in the banquet hall, with a large space in the middle open for dancing and the orchestra. At the long tables on the sides sat your parents’ various family members, business partners, and friends, with no shortage of food at each table either. Candles are lit all around on the tables and in wall sconces. Kegs of wine flank the sides of the hall by the windows, with servants standing at attention to fill glasses. Your family’s knights stand at attention behind each family member they are sworn to protect, but always ready to protect and attack if necessary. 

Your betrothed, and your siblings’ betrothed, all have special places at a long table not far from where you sit. You can see Vulen ogling you, and you can barely resist the urge to gag.

“Welcome!” Your father announces as he stands up and holds his hands out. “Welcome to Castle Aysel’s Midsummer banquet! We hope you will enjoy all that our fine lands have to offer, and have an evening of rest and merriment!”

The crowd cheers and claps at your father’s words, and everyone begins to eat once he sits down and takes the first bite. Despite the abundance of food in front of you, the sight of Vulen’s lovesick face makes you lose your appetite. 

“Not feeling peckish?” Malarue asks innocently from beside you.

You shake your head to clear your thoughts and reluctantly take a bite of venison.

“My mind was somewhere else, dear sister,” you say once you’ve chewed all your food, as you were taught during etiquette class as a child. “I am very much enjoying the food.”

Malarue smiles at you before biting into her own venison.

“Vulen just seems head over heels for you,” Zelgius whispers with a smirk from your other side. 

You resist the urge to roll your eyes and instead take a long sip from your wine glass.

“I’ve no idea what you’re talking about,” you say. But when you glance back at Vulen, you see that he is still staring at you.

“Just make sure you wait until the wedding, all right?” Zelgius says with a sneer. “Don’t need you getting knocked up and being more of a blight on the family than you already are.”

You angrily turn to Zelgius and loudly drop your fork on the silver plate, but the music from the orchestra covers it up. Engvall tenses from behind you.

“Shut your mouth!” you whisper angrily as you lean closer to Zelgius. “You have no couth, brother. You should not even be talking about getting someone knocked up, when I know very well you have already been with Lenna!”

Zelgius’ smirk quickly turns to an angered frown the moment his betrothed’s name leaves your lips. “You bitch, you have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Your argument with your brother is interrupted by your mother’s commanding presence behind you two. She leans down with a smile in between your chairs, and whispers, “I don’t want to hear a single word out of you two to each other for the rest of the night. Am I clear?”

You both murmur, “yes, mother,” before quietly returning to your meals. 

The rest of the meal is uneventful, and you sit back as the servants clear away everyone’s plates and make ready the dancing area. By now, everyone is mingling with a glass in hand, and most are stumbling with how strong the wine is. 

“You know where to put this, Lyra,” you whisper to your servant as you look down at your full plate of venison, grapes, and cheese.

Lyra nods slightly, not wanting to arouse suspicion, and quickly escorts your plate to a back room. You get out of your seat and turn to look at Engvall, when Vulen suddenly appears and reaches for your hand.

“You look absolutely ravishing tonight,” Vulen says as he leans down to kiss your hand. If it were not for all the visitors in the hall, you would’ve retracted your hand faster than a snake.

“You do as well,” you say through a fake smile. 

“Would you care to dance with me?” Vulen asks. But before you can answer, his other hand is already planted gently on your waist. Your gut wrenches with the urge to vomit. You don’t know it, but Engvall is tense behind you.

“Yes,” you say with another fake smile. Vulen leads you out to the dancing area, where only your family and siblings’ betrothed are allowed to have the first dance. You bow to Vulen with clenched muscles before following his lead in the dance. All eyes are on you and your siblings as you carefully dance with your betrothed, and you count down the seconds of the song in your head to distract you from the sickening, adoring gaze of Vulen. 

“You seem tense,” Vulen whispers to you with both hands on your waist. “Is there anything I can do to put you at ease?”

Despite his well-sounding words, you recognize that tone in his voice, the slight mischievous lilt behind his words. It was the same tone he used the last time you saw each other when he tried to lure you into an empty carriage behind his castle. 

“I am very well,” you say with a shake of your head. “I think you are imagining it.”

“Am I?” Vulen says teasingly. “Well, if you should find yourself in need of relaxation, you know where to find me.” 

The dance finally ends, and it takes all your willpower to resist running away from Vulen the second his hand leaves yours. You bow politely to him and return to your seat, while the dance floor becomes crowded with the other guests behind you. 

“You did lovely,” your mother says before you can sit back down. “And Vulen seems to enjoy making conversation with you.” She smiles at you.

“Yes,” is all you can force yourself to say, still fighting the nausea. “Thank you, mother.”

You see your father nod at you from the wine kegs across the room, surrounded by friends and business partners trying to get on his good side before winter. 

“Maybe you won’t be an embarrassment after all,” Wilden comments as he walks past you, arm-in-arm with his betrothed. 

You scowl behind his back before sitting down at your seat and having some cheesecake that had just been served. 

…

“Absolutely wonderful!” Your mother said to you and your siblings once all the guests had left. “You all are doing very well with your betrotheds.”

Zelgius and Wilden stand proud, as men often do. Malarue smiles with a pure child-like innocence, and you wish you could tear her away from the conniving schemes of your parents. You smile and nod.

“We have been talking more with Vulen’s parents,” your father says from beside your mother. “They are very pleased, but still wish for you and Vulen to spend more time together before the engagement. If things continue to go well, the marriage will be certain.”

Your older brothers seem to sneer at you despite having straight faces, and your parents smile at you. You nod and return a tight smile.

“But I will not have you and Zelgius arguing again. Such behavior is unfitting of nobles of our status,” your mother warns with a grave voice. Your father nods beside her. 

You and Zelgius nod quietly.

“You are all dismissed,” your father says as he puts his arm around Alessia. “Your mother and I will be leaving shortly to attend Lord Elyon’s Midsummer orchestra at his vineyard. Zelgius and Wilden, you will be coming with us. Malarue and your sister,” he turns to you, “will be staying here.”

You nod, happy to have most of the castle to yourself, but your little sister protests.

“Now, now, Malarue,” your father soothes. “Your time will come to attend the orchestra. But we need someone to watch over the castle, don’t we?”

Your sister smiles. “I’ll keep watch!” she salutes.

Your parents laugh before heading to their quarters to get ready for the orchestra. Malarue’s knight, Oleg, follows behind her as she wanders throughout the castle, and your brothers take off to their respective quarters. Without turning back to Engvall, you march to your room and don’t even bother shutting the door before untying the strings of your corset.

Engvall quickly shuts the door behind you, but it opens shortly after as Lyra runs in.

“My lady, allow me!” she says as she fusses with your clothing.

“This thing is too restrictive,” you grumble. 

Finally, your banquet attire is removed, and Lyra helps you into your nighttime tunic and pants.

“I’ve left what you asked for in the usual spot,” Lyra says quietly as she opens your door for you.

“Thank you, Lyra,” you say. You step into the hallway, and finally have a moment to turn to Engvall. He returns your gaze wordlessly before following you to the kitchen, which is on the other end of the castle.

The moonlight glistens through the stained glass corridors of the castle, and all is finally quiet. You quickly turn on your heel in the middle of the hallway and meet Engvall’s eyes once again.

“That was torture,” you say quietly.

“I am very sorry, my lady,” Engvall says, and he does sound truly sorry. “Is there anything I can do to make your evening better?”

There’s the Engvall you missed.

“Yes,” you say with a sweet smile. “Come on.”

Engvall follows you to a back room in the kitchen that is used to store various herbs and other dry ingredients. You wander through the endless wooden crates stacked to the ceiling, before sitting at the makeshift table and chairs you set up a long time ago. There are two small wooden boxes on either side of a larger wooden crate, and on top of the table sits a silver plate covered with a white cloth.

Engvall follows you to the “secret corner” as you call it, and watches as you uncover the plate and hold it out to him.

“Oh, it’s not warm anymore,” you say as you place your hand just above the venison. “I can warm it up, if you like.”

Engvall gazes down at you through his visor. “My lady, there is no need for you to do this for me. You must not inconvenience yourself for me.” 

You sigh, but smile and look down at the venison. “But I like doing this for you, Engvall. And you can’t say you don’t like it either,” you tease as you look up at him again.

He doesn’t respond, but there seems to be a slight twinkle in his eyes that wasn’t there before. This wasn’t the first time you’d sneaked him the best food only available to you and your family. At a banquet once years ago, you noticed Engvall looking hungrily at the endless rows of food on the tables while he stood guard. Towards the end of the banquet, you instructed Lyra to leave a plate of food in the back of the dry store cellar. She didn’t question, but she knew who it was for. Once you led Engvall back there after the festivities, he was incredibly confused as you arranged the crates into a table and chairs and told him to eat. He resisted the first few times, insisting that you doing such a thing for your knight was highly unnecessary and that he wasn’t deserving. But one night, you sat on a crate and refused to move until he ate. Since then, he has been giving into your secret dinners for him, not without some resistance. And he never eats them in front of you. 

“If it is what you want, my lady, then I will eat,” Engvall says dutifully. “Please do not disturb yourself with heating the food.” 

“No, not this time,” you say as you shake your head. “It won’t take long. I’ll just start a small fire, and it’ll be warm in no time.” You leave the storage room and reach for a box of matches by a spare cooking fire in the main kitchen. 

“No, my lady,” Engvall says as he picks up the matches before you can reach them. 

“Engvall!” you scold as you reach up for the matches. But he sets the matches on a high cabinet that you have no hope of reaching. You place your hands on your hips.

“Give me the matches, Engvall,” you say in a more commanding voice.

“I will, my lady, only when you promise me that you won’t be using it to heat food for me,” he says simply. 

“I can’t promise that,” you say indignantly. You stand on your toes and try to reach the top of the cabinet, but you are nowhere near the top. Engvall stands motionless beside you, and his eyes don’t leave your form. You sigh in defeat and stretch your muscles.

“Engvall, please,” you say more desperately this time. You look up at him with wide eyes. “Let me do this for you.”

There is a long moment of silence, and you almost begin to wonder if he didn’t hear you. Finally, he speaks.

“No, my lady,” Engvall says. Ever the dutiful knight. “You sneaking food away for me is already too much. I cannot allow you to be so concerned with me. It is getting late. Aren’t you tired?”

You can’t help the tears that threaten to fall at his words. But you blink them away, and set the plate of food down on the kitchen table. 

“Fine,” you say, defeated and quiet. You cover the plate again with the cloth and walk silently back to your room, with Engvall in tow. 

“Goodnight, my lady,” Engvall says before you shut your door. “Please get some rest. I will see you in the morning.”

You murmur a quiet goodnight before shutting your door. But when you lie down on your bed, sleep does not come over you. You are still awake when Engvall’s one-hour nighttime watch over your room is over, and you can hear his armor clinking as he leaves the hallway and goes to his own quarters. 

[emotionaldepravity]

Hey I forgot to add details in the request I made. Sorry if i sound rude. Can I request a Yandere Zelgius x Female reader. SFW

Don’t worry you aren’t being rude! I do appreciate that you did come back and clarify though! 

-Zelgius would start off by watching you for hours and hours from a far. Despite his intense desire for you, he would still find himself keeping back. He knows that perhaps if he waits long enough you will die, and he will forget all about you in due time thanks to his extended lifespan.

-Of course, when he sees your sweet smile or hears your kind words, he starts to imagine what it would be like if those were meant for him.

-You might not even know who he is when he steals you away, but he knows that in due time you will come to love him. After all, he reasons, a person as kind and beautiful as you would have mercy on even someone like him.

-Even though he has you, he initially acts quite reserved. He takes time to get to know you personally or at least tries to.

-He wouldn’t cage you or anything like that because even if you run away he would find you and carry you back home. However, he would easily cut down anyone else who dared stop him no matter who they were. 

-If you finally give into him, he starts to open up to you more, and treat you more like his girlfriend or wife rather than a house guest that isn’t allowed to leave. 

-He loves you very much, and always is touching you. He needs to wrap his arms around you to feel whole.

-If you continue to fight him, then he will start threatening those you love.

[lovelyfeh]

I love when people send wholesome Zelgius requests oh my goodness,, sweetie this is adorable and I’m crying in the club rn-

hope you enjoyed this!! this was super fluffy and has one (1) hint of angst,, just a hint :) if you aren’t happy with this feel free to ask for a rewrite!! (also p.s. there’s a part that involves his brand,, and I know that’s not how it works but I gotta get my tiny pinch of angst in there somehow ;-;)

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•The war was over. All the conflict had been resolved. All the pain, grief, and anxiety that came with combat would never be felt again as long as you lived.

•And, even better, you could finally have Zelgius to yourself. No more days where you two spent hours away, or had to separate on the battlefield knowing if something went wrong you’d never feel each other’s warmth again.

•It was just you two now. Just you and him.

•The day Alfonse came up to you sporting a large sum of money and a relieved, tired smile that said it all, you rushed back to your shared quarters. Zelgius met you halfway, and you couldn’t help your excitement as you jumped into your loves arms.

•It didn’t take long for you to know where you wanted to settle down with him. Askr was the most peaceful place that you knew of, now that the war with opposing forces was finished. Zelgius was totally for it, wanting you to be happy no matter what!

•The castle was overwhelming, so you took that money and traveled as far as you could, until you found a beautiful mountain side covered in flowers and emerald grass... even though Alfonse had offered you two a spot in the castle, this was just... better.

•Soon you two had a cottage, just enough for the both of you. Both of you wanted a very peaceful life, something reminiscent of a cozy farm home, that way you’d never be reminded of... well, the past.

•Living there was wonderful. Every Sunday you’d visit the nearby town to browse the farmers market, you had started growing a garden and small orchard in a patch of land nearby, and you two could sleep in every morning...

•Seasons passed. You enjoyed the color and warmth of spring, reminiscing on your time with the Askrian nobles when you found your old rabbit ears. The heat of the summer was bearable with the orchard providing the shade you needed. The fall breeze seemed to lift both of your spirits. And the winter cold barely fazed you with Zelgius there to melt your heart...

•One spring morning you felt rather... sick. You didn’t know how to describe it, something just felt different.

•But then, when the cleric broke the news that you’d both soon be parents, you could feel your heart explode. Zelgius was so happy he could barely contain himself on the way back to your home. You giggled softly when tears fell onto your cheeks as he kissed your face lovingly, gently smoothing back his hair and telling him how wonderful of a father he’d be.

•Even though he was deathly afraid, and worried that the dastardly brand would mark his child, he pushed it down to simply enjoy the moment with you.

•Suddenly, you were holding a little girl in your arms, and barely able to keep Zelgius from crying like he did all the time ago. She had your hair, his eyes.. a little part of each of you.

•Parenthood was a challenging adventure. Your little girl had a mix of both of your personalities, which led to some interesting antics. Not only did she want to wield a sword like Zelgius (despite having no reason to), she wanted to have the same tactical prowess as you!

•As you aged, your daughter grew before your very eyes. She was tall, and ate like a wyvern. She was strong, smart, and kind. And adventurous. The day she told you both she’d be setting out on a journey, you didn’t stop her. Even though both of you fretted over her safety, Zelgius especially, you had to let her go sooner or later right?

•And so you grew older and older, and even till the end, you two were so in love. It was unbelievable seeing you two together for so long. Some days you two simply spend your time indoors, while the other moments would involve the garden or the market.

•Whatever it was, trust me, you and Zelgius would be known as the lovebirds long after you were gone.

—

[fire-em-writings]

Angst #14 with Zelgius huehuehue ♥️

Anon, I want you to know that I love Zelgius so much… Gentle giant knight boy. This hurt me to write. I love angst. 

“Can you shut up for once in your life?” 

You never should have said it. You shouldn’t have, but you did. It came tumbling out before you could stop it, and instantly, you wanted to reach out and take the words back. 

In retrospect, it had been a long day. You’d had to settle a dispute between Gaius and Tiki over who got the last slice of cake — preferably before Tiki turned into a raging dragon over it. Then, as soon as that was over, you nearly had to drag Valter away from Sharena by his seaweed hair. Of course, after that, you’d had to somehow calm down Berkut, who was chasing down Alm with a pitchfork. A pitchfork! Berkut didn’t even like the common farmers!

That night, all you wanted was some peace and quiet as you snuggled with your boyfriend. He was already asleep when you entered your room, though. Zelgius faced the wall, and you couldn’t help an exhausted smile as you climbed into bed, wrapping your arms around him and resting your head against his back. 

Oh.

Zelgius flinched, almost immediately awake. You sat up, murmuring apologies. He didn’t like his brand to be touched, but especially so when he was vulnerable or sleeping. 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” You sighed and propped a tired arm on your knee to rest your chin on. “I really… didn’t mean to startle you.” 

Zelgius was quiet — well, he often was. “That’s alright.” He murmured in return. He got up, though. “I think I’ll get some tea before I go back to sleep.” 

And so he did. The two of you sat in silence for a while, the only noise being the occasional sips from your glass. Finally, you’d had enough of the quiet treatment. 

“I think it’s beautiful.” You said stubbornly. “I know what it means, back where you came from, but… It doesn’t mean that here.” 

“I know that.” Zelgius replied. You’d told him many times before. He sighed, and for once, it looked like he had more to say. “…Here, it’s a reminder. I did bad things before I got here, summoner, you know that—“ 

“Can you shut up for once in your life?” You snapped suddenly, not wanting to hear him being negative about himself any longer. 

The silence that hung in the air this time was much more tense. 

Zelgius, without a sound, rose from his chair. He nodded stiffly. You were at a loss. “I’m sorry, I—”

He held up a hand to silence you, still not making a single sound. And just like that, he turned on his heel and exited the room. 

He did not come back that night. 

[summoner-peachy]

Hi! Can I request a little drabble where Zelgius realizes he's deeply in love with the summoner in the "this is the person I want to spend the rest of my life with" kind of way? Bless 🤧

a/n: here you go anon! 

Zelgius wasn’t sure when these feelings of love took root in his heart, but it felt as if those roots belonged there, so wrapped around his heart, spreading through his veins, with the way he would look at you and speak with you. His touch is gentle, holding you close and lingering when he does not want to part with you just yet, but you have responsibilities that are far more important than to the silly ache he feels resting in his heart. 

It’s when he vows to protect you, that his blade shall become your blade. Cleaving a path straight through the enemies to keep you save and allow you to see the battlefield. The contract with you, swearing his holy sword, his body, and life... his entire being to you does he finally realize what that little ache in his chest is. 

It’s when you vow the same thing back to him, a bit missing some points, but you swear yourself to him. That you will be there for him, a friend just as much as a comrade in arms to lean on, to talk to and to know that after every battle he has someone waiting for him to return safely. 

Then and only then, is it when Zelgius finally realizes and admits to himself that he’s in love with you. 

“ For as long as the fates will allow me to be by your side Kiran... you are the person I want to spend the rest of my life with.” Zelgius thinks as he leans down and kisses you.

[pokemagines]

zelgius + kissing

anon asked: “Can i request kissing hcs with Zelgius pls ? ^^”

a/n: human brain - zelgius is bad he killed ike’s dad monkey brain - he hot tho

also: i don’t know much about zelgius so!!! aaaa i hope this is in character ^^

is so touch starved. he craves affection, mostly because he didn’t receive any growing up. any kiss you give him leaves his heart fluttering, though his face may not show it.

basically melts into your every touch. it’s one of the only things that can relax him after a rough day. he can’t help but grow sleepy when you start peppering kisses all over his face.

doesn’t mind kissing you in public, but only if the kiss is on the hand or cheek. anything else is for behind closed doors only because you both get a bit flustered.

he has a lot of scars all over his body. he hates for you to see them because they’re proof that he’s not as strong as he wants to be, but he’s also happy that they’re on them not on you. at first, he flinches when you kiss the small ones on his hands (even as you tell him “it’s the only way to make ‘em better!”), but once he learns why you do it, he’d think it’s adorable. 

his favorite place to kiss you is the forehead and he loves it when you kiss him anywhere on his face!

[shadows-writing-lounge]

Kinktober 2021

4.Thigh Riding

Character-Zelgius-Fire Emblem:Path of Radiance/Radiant Dawn

Gender neutral Reader, They/Them pronouns. Armor kink, Thigh kink. That is all. Says slicken but it could be vaginal lubricant or precum. Good boy used for Zelgius

Thick armor covering thicker thighs. The tall and broad Branded watches you slicken his armor. Your sex not getting much friction from the unblemished metal but still has a pleasant feel against you. The Branded looked good in armor though he refused any compliment you gave him. You could get off on the look of lust, amazement and wonder Zelgius had on his face. Such a big strong man looking so vulnerable. Simultaneously below and above you and different ways. 

They’d never expect Zelgius who was fearsome and dominating on the battlefield to now, in the same armor, be unable to make eye contact with you. Your hands find their way to one of Zelgius’. Thighs wrapped tightly around the metal against your sex. 

“So good to me,” you whisper to the man trying to catch his gaze. The bluette eventually closes his eyes to prevent eye contact. He was worried that he’d lose his composer under your stare. Something you’d use to tease the man.

“Letting me use your thigh to get off, what a good boy,” Zelgius cleared his throat but refused to make eye contact. A soft warmth making its presence known, reddening his skin.

“You’ll let me touch you after, right? You must be aching under all that armor,” you move one of your hands from his to press, fingers splayed, over the chassis of his armor. Zelgius opened his eyes to look down on you as you slowly drew your hand down his armor. Your eyes looking up to him as he watches your hand trail down. Fingertips ghosting over the armor that covers his pelvis.

He was always so nervous about intimate things. Often said he didn’t feel good enough, it wasn’t right for him to receive it. 

“For a man that prides himself on his swordsmanship you don’t seem that proud about your work downstairs.” Zelgius took a second to understand and stumbled off after he did. Came back that night to rail you til dawn. 

He still has his moments of confidence but most of the time he’s like this. Zelgius’ breath was shaky watching as you got closer with just the contact of his armor. It’s always been easy for him to ignore his desires but watching as armor moistens with fluids. Your breath hitches and soft moans leaving your lips. 

Making a mess over his thigh. Trails of liquid trailing down dripping to the ground between the Branded. Zelgius watches it flow for a second before returning his attention to you.

“Your turn,” you reach up and pull the man down for a kiss.

[victim-on-main]

Damn now that i'm thinking about it, Yandere!Zelgius + Warp Powder is a terrifying combination. Thoughts?

Oh, without a doubt. The idea of any yandere with warp powder is more than a little bit not good for an unwilling darling. The canon existence of it in the Fire Emblem universe just means that if a Fire Emblem yandere sets their sights on you, you’re even more screwed than you would be otherwise. Zelgius is definitely a particularly nasty one, though- I doubt he would take any attempt to get away from him well, to say the least. When Zelgius finds an escaped darling, he’s furious, no matter how fast he might have been able to find and get to you. And warp powder’s not pleasant to use- he’ll want to make sure he doesn’t have to use it again, so he’ll just have to make sure that you can’t get away from him a second time.

You don’t really need, both legs, anyway.

[glowingbadger]

I know you said you got a lot of FE, but I wanted to give Tellius some love so like size difference + beloved Mr. Zelgius 👉👈🥺

Big Boy Zelgius always deserves some love~ This ended up also having a very subby Reader-chan lmao hope that's okay. God, my own tastes are so obvious.

Zelgius (FE: PoR, RD) x GN Reader

Zelgius always takes you the moment he returns from the front lines. You're not certain when it started, but at some point, you realized that he would barely restrain himself enough to clean the blood and dirt from his face before carrying you to his bed. Even on march through foreign territory, you learn to be waiting for him in his tent after a battle. Is it out a protective impulse, or merely the adrenaline of the battlefield stirring his passions? It's hard to think on it deeply when your powerful lover's body surrounds you, pinning you to the sheets while he claims you.

Tonight, he'd allowed you to help him remove his armor and clothing, and to greet him with deep, tender kisses. He'd allowed you to take some initiative, and to kneel before him to pleasure him between your lips. In a way, he found it precious, and deeply arousing to watch you struggle to take the full size of his impressive manhood into your mouth. You both knew that was a futile effort. You're so small below him, your little mouth wraps around him so tight and warm. It's not long before he's run out of allowances for you, and he manhandles you down onto your stomach beneath him.

You don't need to exchange a single word. Clinging to his pillow, you arch your body up to offer your backside to him. Zelgius kneels behind you, and his strong hands spread you open to receive the thick head of his cock. He's trained you so well to take him; at first, it took several minutes of gradually thrusting deeper for you to hold him to the base. Tonight, you let out a high-pitched gasp as he sheaths himself in you with one firm push of his hips. With a low, masculine groan, he leans forward, trapping you beneath him with his hands on either side of your body. His hips begin to buck against you, but his larger, muscled frame traps you in place. Breath hot at your ear, he utters an approving moan, and you feel a tinge of pride. Pride that you can take him so well. Pride that you can sooth him and relieve his needs.

[fire-emblem-drabbles]

Master List: Fire Emblem Path of Radiance/ Radiant Dawn

Ike: Day of Devotion Confession, Secret Spring: New Beginnings,“You’re actually kind of cute when you struggle like that.”, Ike helps the summoner deal with their depression,

Leanne: Confessing to a dense summoner,

Micaiah: “I’ll do whatever if takes if it means we get to be together.”, “Are you threatening me?”, yandere micaiah x reader @the fair, when I saw you last night, you looked beautiful...,

Multi: yandere Tibarn and Reyson “I won’t let you escape, Ike/Reader/Ranulf/Soren: getting summoner to join the polycule for the new year,

Naesala: “Now now, my dear, don’t make me take your love by force.”, cute flight shenanigans, part 2 of prev/welcome morning light,

Ranulf: day of devotion stuff,

Reyson: Made Just for You, “It’s you, you’re the one I want.”,

Soren: “U-um... will you be my valentine?”, not sfw; Late Night Texts, “I need to know you love me. Say it for me.”,

Tibarn: Soulmates; matching marks/tattoos,

Zelgius: Earning Love, Sometimes you’re just depressed bro, Not Quite Obsession, “Get behind me, I’ll deal with this.”, not sfw; when training takes a turn, A song from me to you, The summoner gets kidnapped and Zelgius is only capable of worry, “Promise me you’ll stay.”,

[theflowerbabyy]

Zelgius x Summoner! Reader

Zelgius fluff? I live for that stuff man,, also I apologize this is a little short and it’s a Summoner! Reader ;; My creative braincells aren’t working-

Edit: This was an ask, but my two braincelled self instantly forgot I can’t make stuff anonymous, and I think the user is supposed to make it anonymous so I deleted it 👀 now I’m copying and pasting stuff,, but this was an anonymous request 😳 now to the story-

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Word Count: 461

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: H*lding h*nds and maybe a few spellings errors and weird wording

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You walked around in the halls of the castle. It was late at night and you could not fall asleep, for whatever reason, whenever you closed your eyes and lay in bed, your brain would continue to run and you could not stop it.

So you walked, you walked until you could find someone, but most of the Heroes were either asleep or patrolling different parts of the castle. And your eyes grew heavy and your steps were slower.

You continued to stride along, your feet dragged against the floor as you turned the corner only to find the one and only Zelgius looking around.

His eyes darted to you as he gripped his Alondite gently, “Summoner...What are you doing up so late, you must rest.” He stared at you with a sturdy but concerned look, you rubbed your (e/c) eyes gently and tossed him a sweet but tired smile.

“I couldn’t sleep Zelgy, I’m so glad I ran into you...will you carry me to bed.” You stretched out your arms to him and gestured with your hands for him to pick you up.

Zelgius watched with a light pink on his cheeks, he couldn’t deny, you seemed too cute when you did this, and you began to do this more often with the stress of the war settling in on you.

The armored knight let out a soft sigh as he gently held you, your arms wrapped around his neck gently and you leaned into his neck and nuzzled him with a delighted hum.

“You’re so amazing Zelgius, you’re like my knight in black armor.” You mumbled softly and out of touch with reality, at any moment you felt as if you were going to sleep.

He let out a soft and warm chuckle as he carried you back to your room and laid you down, once he did he pulled up a chair and sat next to you by your bedside.

At this point your eyes were extremely heavy, it was hard to open them and see Zelgius but you did not mind, you smiled as you grabbed his armored hand.

“Hey Zelgy…” You murmured softly and leaned into the bed facing him.

“Yes Summoner?”

“Call me (Y/n), I think you should...be able to do that, since we’ve gotten to know each other so well…” You yawned and grinned lazily.

“Of course (Y/n)...” He held your hand gently and watched as you turned your head to fall asleep. “And Zelgy…”

“Yes (Y/n)?”

“I would do anything for a cutie like you…” You spoke quietly as you smiled, finally silencing yourself as you fell asleep peacefully.

“And for you as well…(Y/n).”

[fe-husband-heaven]

Master List (March-May)

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

N/SFW Alphabet Asks:

Takumi (x) (xx) (xxx)

Leo (x) (xx)

Henry (x)

Shiro (x) (xx)

Shigure (x)

Canas (x)

Alfonse (x) (xx)

Niles (x)

Seliph (x)

Ike (x) (xx)

Duma (x)

Zelgius (x) (xx)

Bruno (x) (xx)

Siegbert (x)

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

Ryoma (x) (xx)

Xander (x) (xx) (xxx)

Silas (x)

Valter (x)

Michalis (x)

M!Robin (x) (xx)

Gaius (x)

Hector (x)

Claude (x)

Hinata (x)

Azama (x)

Kaden (x) (xx)

Chrom (x) (xx)

Hríd (x) (xx)

Tibarn (x) (xx) (xxx)

Frederick (x)

Brady (x)

Priam (x)

Grima (x)

Naesala (x)

Sigurd (x)

Kaze (x)

HCs:

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

Zelgius’s S/O goes missing

Shiro, Ike, Owain go to a convention!

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

Baby Chicks are lose in the castle!

Priam meets Ike who’s dating the Summoner!

Treating Owain to a movie date

Top 10 most likely to wind up in jail

Odin’s S/O pranks him

Lesbian Reader friendship with Forrest

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

Who likes/hates airplanes + Mile High Club 

Owain,Ike,Shiro meet their voice actors

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

Shiro + going to the fair

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

Ike falling asleep on the Summoner’s chest

Summoner introduces DnD to the heroes!

Thoughts on Sigurd + Small HC’s

Ryoma and S/O that loves his hair

Opinion on Ike + Married life Hc’s

Ryoma,Chrom, Laslow/Inigo meeting voice actors

Yandere Alfonse Pt.1 

Yandere Alfonse Pt.2 (Smut)

Saizo + Lukas Smut HC’s

Marth Falling In Love HC’s

Grima General Smut HC’s

Fluffy Lovey Dovey Keaton HC's

Soft Niles HC’s

Scenario:

Dating Odin but summoning Owain without knowing the truth

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

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

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

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

Unaware Silas teasing M!Corrin with his butt

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

Jakob realizing he’s in love with you

Walhart learns he’ll be a father

Shigure Smut Drabble

Hrid Smut after beating Surtr

Grima Special: Gauntlet Win

Bruno letting the Summoner see his eyes

Hotspring smut after not seeing Ryoma for a while

Walking in on Lyon without a shirtless angst

M!Summoner proposes M!Robin

First time with Saizo

Prompt: Niles + Shut up and kiss me

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

Mod Torture Asks:

Wrys proposing to the Summoner

R-romantic dinner with Oliver

My Husband Raven mwuah!:

A sparring session with Raven

Raven proposing to his S/O

Wolf Laguz Raven

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

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

[emotionaldepravity]

(sorry that I keep sending you Zelgius requests but they're just,, so good) How would Zelgius deal with a summoner that's just. The densest person. Like he confesses or something and they're just like "sweet who's the lucky person??"

Fu fu fu its no problem!!! The touch-starved general is quite charming so its no problem at all.

-Zelguis would just assume that you were spurning his advances. It took him a while to be more romantic as for the most part he is just gentlemanly in general.

-He would start dropping hints to try and get your attention.

-For example, he might try and ask for you to go with him on dates.

-Zelgius: “Summoner, I would be honored if you would accompany me alone to town festival today.” 

You: “Oh that sounds so fun, but shouldn’t you go with someone you like? I heard that it would bring a fruitful year to go with someone like that.”

Zelgius: “Yes, that’s why I’m asking you.”

You: “Aww I’m so glad we are such good of friends that you’d take me instead of your crush.”

-You are killing him.

-Eventually, he has to just be upfront about his feelings. He knows that even if you are just playing dumb, he’d want you to know so that he could finally move on and be a proper aid to you after your choice.

-Of course, you aren’t being malicious so when you are super shocked at his confession, he chuckles a bit. He feels quite silly for ever thinking you were playing with him. 

-Then, you ask him who was that confession supposed to be for. He hesitantly says that it was for you. His heart would race out of fear that you’d reject him when you are on the same page. Though, he was pretty sure he said your name a few times during the confession.

-He could explain for however long you need until you understand that he is confession to you. Sometimes he wonders just how he can be so patient, but he really does love you so that might be part of it.