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Headcanon: Giving Felix the Silent Treatment Would Be Like...
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At first, Felix wouldn't notice you giving him the silent treatment. When you stopped coming to see him in the training hall and pestering him to eat with you, Felix was relieved. He enjoyed his time alone and sometimes found your constant presence annoying. The lack of communication was a breath of fresh air for Felix.
After a few days, the feeling of freedom he had turned to dread. As much as he enjoyed his alone time, he enjoyed your company more. Sure, he felt annoyed when you interrupted his training, but he knew it was because you were looking out for him. You just wanted to make sure he was eating and resting. Making sure he was healthy was one way you showed him you cared.
At first, he figured you were just busy and would return to your usual routine soon. He would wait a couple more days before trying to seek you out.
Whenever he found you, you would leave and go somewhere else. Felix would keep trying, but you would always manage to evade him. Any time you actually did speak to him, it was all business. You acted like the two of you were nothing more than acquaintances. Felix knew something was wrong. Even if you were busy, you would always make time for him, and you would never ignore or avoid him. 
Felix knew if he wanted to talk to you, he would have to corner you. He needed to understand why you were avoiding him and what he did to upset you. However, the more Felix tried to talk to you, the more upset he became.
After several failed attempts to corner you, Felix decided he would avoid you too. After noticing no change in your behavior, he realized his plan to get you to come to him wasn't going to work. Felix decided he needed to change his tactics. If you weren't going to let him come to you, and you weren't going to come to him, he was going to do something that he really didn't want to do.
Felix found himself sitting down to have dinner with Sylvain. He begrudgingly decided his best course of action would be to ask for help in order to fix his relationship with you. Sylvain might have been a little too happy to help, teasing Felix mercilessly about going to his for relationship advice.
The plan that the duo came up with was that Sylvain was to set up a meeting with you. He decided asking you to have lunch with him to discuss something important would be the best way to get you to agree. When you showed up to the meeting, you would see Felix and not Sylvain.
You could tell that Felix meant business, so you sat down across from him instead of leaving. Felix was planning on having lunch with you and began serving you food. He only said something once both of you had food in front of you. The first thing he wanted to know was what he had done wrong. He was willing to do anything to fix your relationship. After a long conversation, you agreed to work on your communication skills to avoid such situations again.
In the future, the two of you will communicate better. You would tell him when you needed more attention, and Felix would tell you when he needed more space. Your relationship would become even stronger. Felix enjoyed his time with you even more after not having you around for a while.
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spadefish · 3 months
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Steward, Jarl, Housecarl
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sothisblessmysoul · 11 months
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Can I ask for a bouquet of flowers for the blue lions? That sounds so adorable. 🥰
(I never knew if you wanted all of them or selected few so I did all of them)
༓ʚ A Flower's Meaning ɞ༓
Summary: The Blue Lions react to you catching a bouquet at a friend’s wedding
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༓Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd He watched you catch it without blinking or flinching, mainly just confused as the realization slowly took over your face as you finally met Dimitri’s gaze. There was something about how the flowers looked in your hands and the look that you gave him that made Dimitri feel so flustered. So pretty, is his single thought as Dimitri’s made his way to you, feet on autopilot.
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༓Dedue Molinaro Dedue’s eyes were completely on you, holding the colorful flowers that all mean a term of love in language as everyone else is looking between you and him. He doesn’t flare up in a blush or appear startled but you can see Dedue is feeling embarrassedly flustered by the awkward stiffness of his movement as the tall man makes his way to you.
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༓Felix Hugo Fraldarius Felix does not want to be here with unimportant people, if anything he wants to be comfortably at home with you. But he will admit that the other wedding is pretty. Felix wonders if you’ve ever thought about marriage, but any further thought of the subject changes when you catch the flowers that nearly smacked you in the face. The image of what you would look like holding yours flashed quickly in his thoughts as for once Felix quietly watched you.
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༓Ashe Ubert A blush marked his freckled face with a happy smile but a shy expression at the teasing that Ashe knows his friends and siblings will give him as you walked over to him. Subconsciously Ashe reached out his hand for you to take, gently pulling you closer to his side as Ashe studied the flowers. The bouquet was pretty but it wasn’t your favorite, he thought to himself. The following thought is how beautiful you would look, holding your favorite flowers while neither Ashe nor you let go of each other’s hands because it felt like two missing puzzle pieces found a place to fit perfectly together.
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༓Sylvain Jose Gautier Immediately starts to sweat nervously as the flowers are perfectly in your hand while his hand subconsciously touches his pocket where the ring is that he’s planning to ask your hand for later. He had been carrying it, not having a day or place in mind until right now. This is a sign, he thinks as you lock eyes with him and smile which he returns.
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༓Mercedes von Martritz She was standing right beside you when you had caught the flowers, she leaned over to sniffle the flowers with a smile growing on her face as she looked up at you, pulling away from you but not before kissing your cheek. She giggled quietly at your reaction to the flowers and the kisses. She is going to tease you but this will bring up the thought of marriage and the future with her.
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༓Annette Fantine Dominic Instantly a crimson blush blooms on her face as endless giggles of excited bundles of nerves, reaching how to touch one of the flowers’ petals. Annette went quiet, wondering what flowers she would pick for her wedding, she subconsciously looked at you. She isn’t going to say anything immediately today or tomorrow but there will be hints of marriage, hoping that you’ll catch on and talk about it with her.
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༓Ingrid Brandl Galatea She never really thought deeply about marriage, it was just something that her father wanted for her. But when Ingrid saw your reaction to catching the bouquet to look for her and finally smiling when you found Ingrid, she wondered for a fleeting thought if you would smile like that at the altar. She can’t explain why it made her face blush although Ingrid didn’t hate that idea at all because without question she knows that Ingrid would say yes if you asked her.
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claudvain · 1 year
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Do you remember the promise we made when we were kids? About sticking together until we die together?
I remember.
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antiquedolls · 1 year
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old drawing i never posted from when three hopes was released haha i love her sm
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thatanimewriter · 1 year
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TEDDY BEAR.
➳ request: i just found out you write for fe3h! Can I ask for dima, felix and sylvain with a male s/o who is very shy, quiet but extremely affectionate toward them (constantly peppers their face with kisses, nuzzles into their shoulders, hugs them tightly from behind etc.)? Thank you in advance!
➳ character/s: dimitri alxandre blaiddyd, felix fraldarius
➳ warnings: swearing, spoilers for fe3h?? idk why you’re reading this without knowing what happens, but in case you don’t know what happens in chapter 11 onwards, SPOILERS
➳ notes: in the name of our angsty bois: amen.
𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 / 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭  / 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 / 𝐰𝐢𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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──   𝐃𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐘𝐃.
has probably cried over the affection you’ve given him
touch starved king
and he’s probably also cried over how cute you are-
no one would’ve guessed, cause you’re so shy that pda is just
off the table (almost)
but the moment y’all get back to the dorms, it’s CUDDLE TIME
after missions??
he better accept your kisses or else >:((
especially after the whole edelgard-is-the-flame-emperor thing
he thought you wouldn’t be one for affection since you’re so shy
but he thought wrong
doesn’t mean he doesn’t like it though, he loves it
cause if you weren’t super affectionate, he’d feel really overbearing
but it’s fine, because you both want kisses and you both want cuddles
lots of time spent with each other just wrapped up in blankets and not willing to get up in the morning :))
LOTS OF UNDER THE TABLE HAND HOLDING
just gently stroking the back of your hand with his thumb
also don’t be fooled, he’s still super flustered at affection
──   𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐗 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒.
he hates it
he loves it
stop embarrassing him >:((
he claims it’s embarrassing, yet he drags you to the training grounds late at night to get kisses and hugs as a reward for his hard work
he’s really bad at affection
but he kinda wants it, so he just lets you do whatever
you mellow him out
and it’s so desperately needed when the war starts
he’s a tense boi and he needs soft times to balance his stress out
his version of affection is letting you keep showering him with love
but sometimes he’ll return the love in small kisses or resting his head on yours, sometimes some pre-marital hand holding
you’re both especially clingy if one of you got injured in a battle
if that’s even possible for you
if you don’t give him morning kisses
he’s gonna be so mad the whole day
lots of pouting
and that’s the only time you’ll find him chasing you around trying to get just a lil peck
and by peck, i mean cuddles and a light make out session
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legend-of-dorte · 2 years
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What do the Blue Lions do if you are a target of bullying at the academy?
Note: Reader is Gender Neutral
Dimitri
He observes for a moment, taking stock of the situation. Then he calmly intervenes. Your aggressors look up and freeze the moment they notice Dimitri standing there. How long has he been watching?
"Forgive my intrusion. It looks to me as though there is some sort of quarrel going on here," he remarks with usual politeness. Then he crosses his arms, narrowing his gaze on your tormentors. "I would be happy to mediate, if needed."
For all his courtesy and friendly demeanor, there is a sudden intensity in his stare. A power in his presence that commands all the attention and respect befitting of a future king. One who would someday be tasked to deliver judgment on all wrongdoing.
But there is something else in those eyes. Something unyielding. Something that promises much worse than simple punishment should these misdeeds continue.
The grip on your collar loosens. Your bullies waste no time with apologies or excuses as they flee to escape Dimitri's wrath.
Dimitri helps you onto your feet and offers assistance as you straighten out your uniform. Your belongings are scattered on the floor in the midst of the commotion. He gathers them up for you in spite of your protests.
"I'm so sorry that you have to endure this," he says remorsefully. "If it would help, I could accompany you between classes. Only if you allowed it, of course."
Dedue
He interposes without uttering a word, planting himself between you and those who would do you harm. Like a shield, he endures their insults, their jeers - all the things that he is used to hearing - but does not entertain their demands for him to move aside.
Facing the sheer iron in his stance and on his face, your tormentors are reluctant to retaliate by physical means. Only once are they out of sight does Dedue turn to face you.
"Are you hurt?" he asks, looking you over. When you shake your head, his shoulders sink with relief. "I'm glad."
The conversation tapers off into an awkward sort of quiet. Your nerves are still frayed, and you have trouble calming down. Of course, he notices.
"...Have you eaten yet? The dining hall is not far from here. Allow me to prepare you something."
The meal he serves you is delicious, of course. Grateful for the distraction, you fretfully stuff your face as Dedue takes a seat across the table. The two of you sit in silence as he attends you with an expression that is unreadable, but not unfriendly. There are no words - only unspoken empathy and understanding.
Sylvain
The moment it seems like there is nowhere for you to run, you feel a firm hand on your shoulder.
"There you are, I've been looking all over for you!" Sylvain is at your side, wearing his most infectious smile.  "Don't tell me you've forgotten our plans to visit town today."
You stammer in response, unable to recall any such plan.
His eyes drift towards your aggressors. "By the way, who are these friends of yours? It sounded like you were having a juicy conversation." The air plunges to sub-zero temperature as his voice suddenly turns hostile. "...Any room for me to join in?"
With his arm slung firmly around your shoulder, you have no idea what kind of face he is making at your bullies. But it is enough to make them slink back with terror in their eyes.
"Was it something I said? Ah, well." Sylvain claps your shoulder cheerfully as he leads you away. "Remember that place I've been bothering you about all week? Let's grab a bite to eat and you can tell me how your day has been."
After everything he had suffered at the hands of his older brother, the least he can do is let you know in his own little way - you will never have to face your tormentors alone.
Felix
At first he does nothing, merely watching from a distance to see if you're capable of growing a spine. As the confrontation escalates, so does his dissatisfaction, until he can stand idle no longer.
Just as your aggressors are about to turn violent, Felix finally announces his presence - by loudly kicking over some nearby piece of furniture.
"What a pathetic bunch, ganging up on someone weaker than you," he sneers. He points with his practice blade, issuing a challenge. "Why don't we settle this by finding out just how strong you clowns are in a fair fight?"
The resulting scuffle is no contest. The vandals are sent fleeing, covered in fresh cuts and bruises. You are left with the task of having to physically restrain Felix before he outright runs them down.
"Don't think for a second that I'm going to make a habit of this," Felix chastises you once the dust settles. "Next time they corner you like that, you need to stand up and fight for yourself."
In fact, he drags you to the training grounds and finds you a practice sword to call your own. By the time he is done drilling you on the basics of armed and unarmed self-defense, you are more than ready should your aggressors return.
Ashe
On impulse, he steps out into the open and calls out your name. When all eyes are on him, his face goes red with panic. Even so, he musters courage and acts on the first idea that pops into his head.
"The Professor wanted to see you! They said it was an urgent matter and asked me take you to them. Hurry!" Grabbing your hand, he pulls you into a run. Your tormentors are slow to react as the two of you make your frantic escape.
Out of breath, you both take refuge within the greenhouse where plenty of school staff are present. It's uncomfortably warm and muggy, but there is no shortage of tall plants to hide behind.
"That was close! Are you alright?" he pants. "Oh... The Professor? That was something I made up." He laughs weakly. "Sorry that I couldn't be of any more help..."
Though your bullies are nowhere to be seen, you elect to hide in the greenhouse for a while. Ashe is determined to stay by your side for as long as is needed.
"...Do you want to tell someone?" he offers quietly. "Surely the Professor will understand. I can come with you to help explain what happened."
It's clear that he wishes he could do more instead of just running, but even true justice comes in small steps.
Mercedes
Though she is aghast at your plight, her solution is both simple and effective. The moment she sees you being menaced, she drops everything she is holding to cup her hands around her mouth and shout at the top of her lungs.
"Oh, Professor! Someone! Please come help, quick! There's a student in trouble!"
Mercedes is well-loved in Garreg Mach for her benevolent nature. As such, heads turn at the sound of her voice. Knights, the school staff, and even the clergy emerge from the woodwork to investigate the commotion.
Your tormentors immediately panic and turn tail, fleeing the scene.
Your savior rushes to your side and immediately sets to work mending your scrapes and bruises.
"You needn't worry. Everything is going to be alright now." She gives you a reassuring smile. "You should always yell out for help if you're in trouble. That's what I always do!"
Annette
Her face nearly as red as her hair as she rushes to your defense, confronting your tormentors with clenched fists.
"Jerks! You leave my friend alone right now!" she snaps at them with a ferocity that shocks even you. "You think I won't fight you? Is that it? Why don't you try me!"
Her hands suddenly flare with magical energy as the winds pick up, threatening a storm. Her face, ordinarily cheerful and sunny, suddenly goes dark. "Ooooh, you're all gonna be in big trouble if you keep this up!"
Your aggressors stammer excuses. This isn't worth it, they mutter in agreement, before quickly vacating the scene.
The winds settle, and Annette takes a deep breath to calm herself down. You've seen her get all worked up before, but never like this.
"Whew! That was a little too exciting, even for me! They didn't hurt you, did they?"
Her face brightens when you reassure her that you're fine. "Don't worry about those creeps from now on. The next time they show up, I'll handle it myself!"
Ingrid
The moment she clues into what is going on, she is filled with righteous fury. Oh, hell no. This is not happening. No way, absolutely not on her watch.
Your bullies know that they are in deep trouble the moment Ingrid marches over, crossing her arms with a look of reproach.
"Excuse me, but what gives you the right to take part in such shameful behavior?" she chides them. "You won't cut it as knights if you keep wasting everyone's time like this. If you would call yourselves students of the honored Officers' Academy, then start acting like it or pack your things!"
By the time she is done verbally tearing into your aggressors, they are begging her to relent, profuse with apologies. She continues to stare them down coldly as they make themselves scarce.
As you murmur your thanks, she gives you an encouraging smile.
"Think nothing of it - I can't stand bullies either. Lucky for us, they're all cowards. So, don't hesitate to call on me if you help, alright?"
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onlylowercase · 1 year
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FNF but FE3H
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hey!!!! I love ur blog!! please would I be able to have some enemies-to-lovers headcanons for Felix, Sylvain, dimitri and Ingrid? Post time skip. Thank you
{Hello! Uhm, so...I was going through my unfinished drafts and saw that I had begun this but never finished it. I completed Felix's but never got past! It's a l s o more of an imagine than a headcannon. Apparently younger me saw an opportunity and went ham. I don't know when i'll ever get around to sylvain/dimitri/ingrid...but I hope this little Felix offering is something you'll like!}
Prompt: Enemies to Lovers
Master List: Here
"A Lack of Feeling" {Felix x Reader}
Everyone is this man's enemy. End of story.
……
Alright, maybe not everyone but there are more on the list than not. If Felix was an NPC in an RPG, then his affection meter towards anyone he meets beyond childhood begins at -50 points. No exceptions. (at least this is what he wants people to believe)
Normally if someone spends enough time with him they can earn his good graces, you know? At the very least get him on neutral ground, it's only natural after all that time investment
This applies to most cases with Felix
"Most" being a key word here
There are three special cases: the Prince of Fargeus, his loyal pet, and one other emotionally constipated hindrance
Deep down Felix knew that he truly did not detest the first two. The situation involving them was more complicated than his mind could handle during his youth, so until he aged and saw proof of Dimitri's willpower his feelings remained sour. Throughout it all he still had a definite idea of how to view them both and could predict their moves like a book.
The third? Not so much. It seemed like the more time Felix spent observing them, the more he grew unsettled. Nothing they did let any insight to their own emotions or thoughts. All he could learn through the grape vine were blatant facts: their birthday, hometown, etc. Nothing personal. Everything felt…fake? Staged? As if their personality was being written up off the top of someone's head in a book.
Felix couldn't trust them, no matter how much the professor, Sylvain, or anyone else tried to convince him. Rather than antagonize them like he did with Dimitri, Felix chose to flat out ignore their presence.
"My name is Felix, and if you're wise then you won't ever need to use it"- he spoke upon meeting, and that was it.
What he found the most odd was that they simply ignored his hostility. Not in a way to challenge him, or in disinterest, but with acceptance. Any attempt on being friends was made by others on their behalf.
They weren't pushy, he'd give them that. He didn't feel guilty since they clearly had no interest in him either.
Until one late evening a few dawns after Edelgard's betrayal, he had found flowers on every grave within the monestary. It was a chance sight since he'd accidentally spend too long in the sauna, but walking through the Cemetery showed even the most ancient stones with offerings. With dates older than any person in the castle, they likely hadn't been visited in years.
And at the end of it all sat his one-sided enemy. The supposedly empty shell laid a bouquet on another grave and for the first time he saw them cry.
"I didn't know you had the ability to cry," He approached them cautiously and against his better judgement. He instantly regretted too.
"I didn’t know you had the ability to care," they said back, much more brash than he'd ever heard before
Felix said nothing else in response…what do you say to someone after openly despising them for months on end? Did he even want to apologize?
"I don't, but you look more suspicious than usual" he gestured to the graves surrounding them
"It's unlikely they'll be getting any visitors anytime soon…they deserve at least one last honoring,"
That night was when Felix first felt their personality, and it was scarily similar to his own
Perhaps he would have noticed it sooner if he'd tried
Perhaps the similarity is why he never did. One of him was enough
Or…was it? The drop in his chest as they began to become acquainted implied that he may have been missing out on something he'd hadn't planned to ever find
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husbandomail · 1 year
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Hi could I request headcanons for Felix Ignatz and Ashe being shy around female reader? If that's ok of course.
Felix:
Out of all the boys, Felix is the one who handles his feelings the worst. He doesn’t even know what happened; last week, he’d had no problem mouthing off as the two of you sparred, his tongue as sharp as the edge of his sword. A flick of his wrist and your own blade had gone flying across the arena, embedding itself in a bay of hale near the wall— as you fought to free your sword from its new prison, you’d pouted at your opponent, and Felix’s next words died in his throat.
Since then, he’s had trouble approaching you in any fashion, and he doesn’t know what changed. Used to, the pair of you were constantly bickering, taking clear relish in your verbal sparring sessions as much as your physical ones. Other students would look between each other with obvious worry painted on their faces as Felix made some comment about your parentage— but when you followed with an uppercut to his ego, it was apparent you were comfortable. Now, though, when you sit next to him in the dining hall, Felix doesn’t say a word; your shoulders brush against his and he finds himself curling inwards. It pisses him off.
Of course you noticed. Even if you didn’t know what was going on, it was clear that Felix was struggling with something; he’d never been the type to share his feelings, but damn if you weren’t going to make him talk somehow. But it seems like Felix is avoiding you— whenever you enter the training hall, he’s quick to sheathe his sword and shut his mouth. When your eyes meet his in class, his face turns red— or maybe it’s just a trick of the candlelight. You’ll get him to talk eventually.
Ignatz:
Ignatz is already fairly shy; he’s used to having to hide aspects of himself, always fearing what other people might think if he strays too far from his projected self-image. It had taken a lot of work to get him to open up to you, and now that he’s comfortable enough to involve you with his art, you don’t want to shatter that fragile balance.
One night, he’d dragged you to an oft-ignored balcony, where he’d already set up his canvas and paints on the stone. He was a bit too nervous to outright ask if you’d pose for a painting, but you knew him well enough to take the hint, quickly sitting yourself on the low stone wall and turning to stare out over the courtyard. And it was there in the moonlight that Ignatz realized he was suddenly really nervous.
The painting will never be finished if he can’t bring himself to look at you, he knows that much. But Ignatz’s hands are trembling too much now, and he barely gets through a basic sketch within the first hour you’re up there. He sighs out an apology, setting his supplies down and averting his gaze; you just smile, one that has his heart slamming against his ribcage, and agree to come back whenever he’s feeling better. For the next few days, Ignatz observes you from afar, hoping to maybe memorize enough of you that he can finish the portrait by himself— but even that doesn’t work, because you’re always catching him staring, and your smile blinds him.
Ashe:
Ashe is already fairly open with his emotions; from the moment you’d met, he turned into a squeaky-voiced bundle of nerves whenever you managed to rope him into a conversation. His face would turn a shade of red that completely drowned his freckles, and suddenly he found his shoes the most interesting thing on earth. It was probably one of the cutest things you’d ever seen.
He’s very easy to tease, especially because he’s eager to prove himself. You’re surrounded by strong men of varying titles and royal bloodlines— if he wants your attention, he’s going to have to fight for it. Of course, that’s easier said than done; the moment he realizes you’re watching him, he completely falls apart. When you’re paired for kitchen duties, his usually-steady hands are shaking so much that he drops everything; even with his beloved bow and arrow, if you’re around, he can’t hit the broad side of a barn.
It’s too cute. He’s too cute. Whenever you get the chance, you find yourself practically hanging off him in ways that you probably shouldn’t, draping yourself over his shoulders until you’re worried he’ll combust. He still makes valiant efforts to fumble through a sentence or two, but the fact that you’re so close— the fact that you might like him the way he likes you— it’s too much. You know it’s bad when Dimitri tells you to knock it off.
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A CROSSOVER NOBODY ASKED FOR BUT I WILL DUMP IT ANYWAY :D
Okay so like think about Demon Slayer. Cool swords, attacks, and overall some interesting characters.
Now think about Fire Emblem. Cool swords, attacks, and interesting characters.
BOOM.
Just imagine the shock on Felix’s face when he sees tiny Shinobu tear someone to pieces and she watches them with a smile on her face.
Shinobu: Oh my! You don’t seem to well, I guess you are poisoned after all. Did you know that I have over 200 toxins in my body? 😊
Felix and Claude who are standing there: Wot????
Imagine Dimitri and Mitsuri bonding over having supernatural strength and how it’s affected them over the years. JUST IMAGINE THE FRIENDSHIP AND SHE WOULD BE SUCH A SWEETIE TO HIM NO MATTER WHAT. Whatever he can’t eat she would finish for him.
Inosuke and Casper? Let them go, Lindhart, don’t go after them. I’m just saying that Muichiro and Lindhart are total nap buds.
Tengen would be taking Sylvain under his wing like the good role model he is. And totally brag about the three wives he managed to snatch that love him dearly.
I think Rengoku, Giyu, and Gyomei would all have a good time in the Blue Lions idk
But most importantly. Think of the group therapy sessions.
Edelgard: so all of my siblings were tortured and killed by an underground group that basically had a weird obsession with crests and weird stuff so now I hate the church and crests.
Sanemi: my mom killed all of my siblings except one and now he eats demons.
Claude: I’ve been ostracized from both countries and have been hunted for my head along with having to poison myself for years to survive assassinations.
Kanao: my dad abused me while in poverty and when I found a good family my older sister figure died tragically and now I can’t make decisions for myself
Dimitri: long story short. My life is kinda shit and nobody understands the depths of my trauma
Tanjiro: bro same. Anyway meet my sister who’s a demon
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k1ngdom-of-thieves · 2 years
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Blue Lions Masterlist
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Dimitri Alexandre Blayddid
Accidentally breaking his training lance. Again.
Dedue Molinaro
Tending to his little garden
Felix Hugo Fraldarius
Insulting Dimitri for breaking his training lance
Sylvian Jose Gautier
Flirting with some poor girl
Ingrid Brandi Galatea
Pulling Sylvian away from the poor girl
Annette Fantine Dominic
Singing little songs around the academy
Mercedes Von Martriz
Watching Annette sing her little songs
Ashe Ubert
Reading knight stories in the library
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A Fire Emblem: Three Houses high school AU where Felix is a member of the kendo club.
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yellowocaballero · 3 months
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Fire Emblem Three Houses: Byleth and Three Houses Search For Rat People
The only downside was that Byleth was feeling the usual background discomfort of spending time with all three House leaders at once. Something about mild knowledge of all the mutual murder attempts really put a crimp in the relaxing smoking sessions.
Alternatively, this could be a good opportunity to address the problem. Damage control was the name of every game. 
“We should bond,” Byleth announced. 
Half of the students tripped on their own feet. 
Dimitri, who was already walking at her elbow, turned to her and beamed. “That’s a great idea, Profesor! What do you want to talk about? I understand you and Felix talk about your feelings quite a bit. Maybe we could also -”
“I meant all of us.” 
“Oh.”
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The tunnel was musty and obviously structurally unstable, and flecks of dirt rained down from the ceiling with every step they took. Hilda squealed whenever she imagined she heard the rustle of what might be a rat, frightening Ashe each time, making Lindhardt say something disparaging about dramatics, making Hilda look straight at him and squeal about the ugliest rat in the world in front of her, frightening Ashe, etc, etc. 
Byleth hadn’t expected to find herself here. Most of the time, when you were out after dark with a gang of teenagers getting tremendously high, the student yelling and ranting about the giant rat person who disappeared into a wall wasn’t actually onto anything. Claude was a trustworthy person, which was why Byleth believed him completely when he claimed the monastery encouraged students to smoke after curfew and that she should join them - oh, right, what’s up Prince Dimitri, forgot you follow this one around, etc. It went to show that a reputable man like Claude wouldn’t lie about giant rat people. But even the most trustworthy student could fall off a cliff and die in the underground tunnels, so Byleth reasoned that a good teacher followed students on their adventures.
The only downside was that Byleth was feeling the usual background discomfort of spending time with all three House leaders at once. Something about mild knowledge of all the mutual murder attempts really put a crimp in the relaxing smoking sessions.
Alternatively, this could be a good opportunity to address the problem. Damage control was the name of every game. 
“We should bond,” Byleth announced. 
Half of the students tripped on their own feet. 
Dimitri, who was already walking at her elbow, turned to her and beamed. “That’s a great idea, Profesor! What do you want to talk about? I understand you and Felix talk about your feelings quite a bit. Maybe we could also -”
“I meant all of us.” 
“Oh.”
“Wait,” Lindhardt said, “Felix talks about his feelings? I thought all he did was growl and insult people.” 
“Byleth has feelings?” Hilda asked. “Whoah.”
Surprisingly, it was Edelgard who thought carefully for a few seconds before nodding. “That is an excellent proposition, Professor. Inter-house unity is one of the noble goals of Garreg Mach, and I feel as if our year has failed in that regard.” Left unsaid: what did this year have that the previous years didn’t have, huh? Byleth? “Why don’t you go first, Claude? Tell us about yourself.”
“I love it! I’m a Gemini and my favorite food is - what’s your favorite food, Dimitri?”
“I would have to say cream soup -”
“Cream soup!”
“Wow,” Ashe said, fully genuine, “that’s such an interesting coincidence!”
Dimitri visibly struggled to determine if he was being made fun of. 
Edelgard turned to Byleth, who was currently fighting waves of pity for her most pitiful student. Or so the others had elected him. “What about you, Professor? What causes do you believe in the most?”
“Keeping my students alive.” Byleth had thought it was a relatively innocuous sentence, but it made Claude and Edelgard look thoughtful. Whoops. She hadn’t meant to actually give Edelgard anything to reward her obvious fishing efforts. It would just encourage the behavior. Byleth was trying to encourage less murder here. “Bonding idea. Why don’t we go around and say something we like about the other houses and its students?”
The crew fell awkwardly silent. Their footsteps echoed in the encroaching tunnels, only shuffling a little as Lindhardt struggled to avoid walking into any walls. Right. They might all still be a bit high. That would explain a little. 
As always, it was Dimitri who jumped to her rescue. “That’s a great idea, Professor.”
Quietly, Lindhardt moaned, “Does he think every idea of hers is good…”
“The Professor only has good ideas!” Ashe said heatedly. 
“I admire the Blue Lions sense of loyalty to their Professor,” Edelgard said, straight faced. 
“Who wouldn’t be loyal to the Professor?” Dimitri cried, fired up. Ashe nodded empathetically and pointed at him. “Her virtues are endless! Even setting aside the sublime nature of her physical form, I -”
“She’s in the room with us this time, Your Highness.”
“I am very strong,” Byleth said thoughtfully. 
“She’s very strong!”
Claude leaned back, speaking into Hilda’s ear. “I thought this would get less funny. It’s still funny. It’s getting even funnier.”
“Really?” Hilda said. “I think it’s sadder.”
“Give me three bullion and I’ll ask her out.” 
“Please! I have makeup to buy. And is three bouillon really a good price for your life?” She patted his head lovingly. “Charge five, sweetie.”
“You strike a hard bargain -”
“I can hear you,” Dimitri said. 
Immediately, Claude said, “I really admire the auditory talents of the Blue Lions!”
“Even if none of you choose to take the Professor’s request seriously, I recognize the value in reinforcing our old relationships.” Dimitri looked straight at Edelgard, who met his gaze evenly. “El. I haven’t had the chance to say it often, but I really do admire you. Your sense of justice, your strength, and your kindness - not many people hold all three traits, and not enough people find them all so equally important. I understand our lives have taken us in different directions, but you will always be as close to me in my heart as you once were. If that is something you consent to.”
Edelgard was staring fixedly at a wall. Her back was straight, but her shoulders were a little hunched.
Dimitri faltered, and his shoulders drooped too. “Ah…never mind. I’m sorry. I actually am sorry, that must have crossed a boundary. Please disregard -”
“You are a good person, Dimitri,” Edelgard said stiffly. “Forgive. My. Ah. Hm.”
Bored, Lindhardt said, “She’s awful with compliments.”
“Thank you for your contribution, Lindhardt.”
“Thanks, I didn’t want to give it.” 
But Dimitri just smiled again, half-shadowed by the dim light of Byleth’s lantern. “You mustn’t feel obligated to reciprocate. It is just a sentiment I wished to express.” Dimitri turned to Claude, who has an increasingly strange look on his face. “And Claude, I -”
“Please, please, please don’t -”
“ - think you’re very handsome.”
“Thank fuck.” Claude paused a beat. “Wait, what?”
Dimitri shrugged, as if he had said a normal thing. Hilda, Lindhardt, and Ashe were losing their minds. Edelgard had her face in her hands. “I don’t know much about you. What I do know…if you forgive me for saying so, I don’t overly trust it. But I can tell that you take a great deal of care in your appearance, and your efforts have paid off.” Quickly, he added, “I would not have complimented that if you hadn’t, or if you would not like others to notice your appearance, but it’s clear that you’re very proud of your looks, so I assumed it would be an appropriate point of compliment.”
Claude was undergoing a complex emotional journey, which Byleth could easily recognize for its sheer familiarity. Many who met Dimitri experienced the journey. It roughly approximated - ‘Is he so smart he’s stupid or so stupid he’s smart? Does he know how the words coming out of his mouth sound? Does he have an ounce of self-awareness? How is a real human being actually that nice?’. Byleth sympathized. 
Hilda brightened, pointing unnecessarily at herself. “Am I cute, Your Highness?”
“I spend my allowance on charitable organizations, Hilda.”
“Damn, you’re useless.”
Ashe gasped, waving his hands. “You can’t call His Highness useless, Hilda.”
“Why not? He’s not my highness.”
“It’s a fair statement.” Dimitri paused a beat. “I mean - her freedom of speech is fair.” 
Byleth gave him a supportive pat on the back for his attempts to obscure his abysmal self-esteem. He blushed. 
“I admire the Blue Lion’s sense of cohesion,” Claude said, having seemingly recovered from Dimitri’s earnest barrage. “I wish the Golden Deer and the Alliance knew how to work together and get along like you do. And I think you’re attractive too, Dimitri!”
“You do?” Dimitri asked, pleased. “That’s - very polite of you to say.”
Incredibly, Claude sobered a little. “Do you have any idea where you ranked on the polls, man? Stand tall.”
“Polls?”
‘ “Where am I on the polls?” Byleth asked, fascinated. Hilda made frantic slashing motions at her throat. “Oh. Not a teacher thing. I understand.”
“There’s a separate teacher one, Teach.”
“Yeah,” Hilda said, “and she’s on both.”
“And I admire the Empire’s passion!” Claude said loudly - either covering himself or covering Hilda. Byleth wondered vaguely if she should investigate this or if it would be, as Sylvain would say, ‘uncool’. Best not to make a big deal. Sylvain would start crying if he wasn’t at the top. “Edelgard, I also think you’re -”
“Think carefully about the end of that sentence, Duke Reigen.”
“ - a strong, independent woman!”
“I don’t think Dimitri’s attractive,” Edelgard said. This seemed to cheer Dimitri up. “I admire the Blue Lion dedication to hard work and training. I think the Black Eagles could learn a lot from their efforts.” She paused a beat. “Maybe that’s why Petra Macneary requested the transfer. Perhaps if the Black Eagles had satisfied her -”
“Oh Goddess,” Lindhardt moaned. “Get over it, Your Highness, it wasn’t personal.”
“Of course it wasn’t personal,” Edelgard said stiffly. “I just wonder why she returned my exit survey unopened -”
“What, did you ask her why she was canceling her subscription to Adestria? Do you think the political ho -”
“Regardless of the political motivations, Petra Macneary had an exceptional educational opportunity with us, and I am simply curious as to what was more important than her -”
“I’m just wondering who was hotter than Dorothea,” Hilda muttered. She glanced at Byleth out of the corner of her eye. “Nah, never mind.”
Dimitri glanced at Byleth out of the corner of his eyes. Byleth shook her head.
Dimitri coughed, gathering everybody’s attention. Delicately, he said, “We know how private Petra is. I’m certain she hasn’t been transparent about her motivations with any of us.” Everybody around them nodded slowly, even the dejected Edelgard. “But if I may hazard a guess…based off some overheard conversations, you understand. This is highly confidential. Perhaps I shouldn’t -”
“We don’t tell anyone!” Hilda cried. “Come on, what’s the dish!”
Dimitri sighed and leaned into Hilda’s ear, whispering loudly. “I understand her breakup with Dorothea was…explosive. Apparently they couldn’t even stand to be in the same room as each other anymore. She took drastic action, and Dorothea herself begged the Professor to help give Petra some space from their heartbreak. The Professor was sympathetic, and she helped Petra file the paperwork for the temporary class relocation the next day.”
Edelgard perked up. “You’re certain? The reason for her departure was romantic turmoil?”
“I can’t say for sure,” Dimitri said humbly.
“It wasn’t a matter of my leadership?”
“Your leadership’s amazing, El.”
“Or the political hostage situation?” Lindhardt asked, somewhat dubious.
Dimitri widened his eyes guilelessly. “Of course not. The Black Eagles gave Petra an exceptional educational opportunity. She said many times how grateful she was to receive the opportunity, yes?” Most of the team mumbled assent. Claude had a mysterious half-smile. “It was simply an unfortunate measure of circumstance. Her family opposed it, but…well, you understand a young woman’s heart.”
“Sounds about right for girl drama,” Claude said cheerfully. “You’ve had your own struggles too, huh, Hilda?”
“Oh, that’s so sad.” Hilda sighed, pressing her hands over her heart. “Of course I have. There’s this one boy in my class who I hate. I hate him so, so much. And yet I have to sit next to him in class. Every day. No matter how terrible he is. He’s so handsome and rich and such a great leader, but he doesn’t do a thing for me. If I could switch Houses too I would. Every day this man doesn’t ask somebody out for three bouillon I cry myself to sleep -”
“Five and I’ll do it.”
“Deal.”
“Ask who out?” Dimitri asked.
Before Claude could lie as quickly as possible and save his own skin, a chorus of voices broke in from the darkness. Their entourage halted, hands flying to their weapons. Dimitri moved to cover Byleth. Hilda cowered behind Claude, holding an ax taller than she was behind her back. 
“What the fuck are you guys talking about!” 
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REACH FOR MY HAND.
➳ synopsis: in those years since being separated by your friends due to the war edelgard started, you managed to find love in the chaos with your old best friend
➳ character/s: claude von riegan, felix fraldarius
➳ warnings: swearing, blood, mentions of violence, mentions of death, actual violence, descriptions of injury
➳ notes: felix’s is a mix of emotions. it’s angsty, but then its kinda comedic at the end?? idk what i’ve done, i just word vomitted.
𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 + 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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── 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐄 𝐕𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐍.
you had always been close with claude during your time at the monastery
helping him with pranks
convincing him not to do others
but the bond you’d built with him was quickly cut off when edelgard was revealed to be the flame emperor
after the battle of garreg mach, everyone split
your contact with claude was discontinued and you worked alone to bring about peace
but something about your friendship with claude had changed when you saw him again at the goddess tower
‘claude?’ you called, standing at the top of the staircase. he turned away from the window to face you, mouth slightly agape as he took in your appearance. five years really did wonders for some people. you walked towards him slowly, unsure of his reaction. he noticed the way your hand gripped your weapon tightly and his heart shattered.
‘are you scared of me?’ he asked, halting your movements.
‘what?’
‘you look ready to fight at any moment. do i scare you?’ he repeated. your eyes widened at his observation. the underlying look of fear in his own made you pause as you realised words wouldn’t prove shit. holding your arm out to the side, you dropped your weapon, using your foot to kick it to the edge of the room. his gaze followed it before returning back to you, who now had your arms open.
as he moved to stand in front of you, he hesitated to embrace you, concerned for any hidden weapons you may have. the moment you smiled at him warmly, tears gathered in your eyes, he let go of his worries, holding you as if it was the last time he would ever see you.
‘welcome back,’ you said quietly, stroking his hair gently as he buried his face into your neck. as you pulled away, a gloved hand came to cup your cheek and green eyes scanned your face, noting any scars that had decorated your skin. pulling you in again, he planted a kiss to your lips, memorising the way you fit together.
‘i missed you,’ he mumbled, leaning his forehead against yours as he looked to the ground and at that moment, you realised that he was no longer the prankster he once was, no matter how much he tried to play it off. leaning in to give him another kiss, he got all the reassurance he needed. things were going to be ok.
── 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐗 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒.
there was no chance of you getting to know felix any other way except training
somehow, you learnt more about each other through the way you sparred
then it progressed to eating dinner together in the dining hall
then it was thrown out the window in a flash
if you weren’t on the battlefield, the echoes of people’s screams filled the silence
and in the silence, felix was nowhere to be seen
however, when things finally started to silence in the battlefield, there he was
a scream tore itself from your throat as you were thrown against the crumbling stone pillar, collapsing to the floor of exhaustion, vision hazy as you looked to hubert who was readying another spell. resting your head on the ground in defeat, your hand gripped your side, coating it in blood as you tried - and failed - to ease the pain.
only until a familiar yell reverberated through the air did you raise your head once more, the fatigue washing away as you see felix, eyes filled with rage as he came at hubert with a barrage of attacks, allowing no time for the mage to fight back.
as other members of the blue lions joined the fray, felix fell back, racing to your bloody figure that rested on the floor. as he rolled you onto your back, muttering an apology as you cried out in pain, you noticed an air about him that you’d never seen before. panic.
‘you did well,’ he said, using the little healing magic he knew to numb the fast-spreading pain that stemmed from the wound. ‘fuck, this is bad,’ he whispered to himself, calling for mercedes with an unrecognisable vulnerability in his voice.
‘felix?’ you asked, meeting eyes with your old friend. he remained silent, giving you the opportunity to speak. ‘i...’
‘please just fucking spit it out.’ it would’ve come across as rude if not for the tears lining his eyes and waver in his tone.
maintaining eye contact, you spoke once more. ‘i love you.’
if you had the energy to laugh, you would have looking at his shocked expression, but you both didn’t have the energy nor the heart to seeing the tears roll down his cheeks gently. sniffing, he opened his mouth to respond, but soon closed it, finding himself at a loss for words. you reached for his hand, stroking the back of it gently, ignoring the fact that he was shaking.
leaning down, he pressed a kiss to your forehead, bringing a smile to your lips. as he pulled away, you gripped his collar weakly and brought him back down, connecting your lips properly.
‘you missed a spot,’ you said hoarsely.
‘you’re the fucking worst.’
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