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May I request some Sylvain headcanons? How would he react to reader crush who's avoiding him like the plague? Maybe he asked them out to hang out "as friends, nothing serious haha" but he might have kinda forgotten about some other chic he was seeing at the time (oops) and now crush got unintentionally roped up into dumb drama and wants nothing to do with it. Cue the cold shoulder. Maybe this would work best pre-timeskip, Sylv was more of a mess then 😅
{Hello! This is extraordinarily late. I really have no excuse. I hope you like it if you’re still in the fandom!} 
Master-list: Here
Is it bold to assume that he expects to be avoided? He is the king of self-sabotage after all. Especially if we are talking pre-timeskip.  
He’s a womanizer. He takes pride in it. Anyone who’s his type would be disgusted by the behavior 
He talks the talk of wanting to be a forever bachelor, but we all know that’s a sham. He wants stability, he wants loyalty, he wants kindness...basically, if you’re what he wants then he’s going to push you away intentionally to save you from himself 
So...yeah. He has no problem with his crush avoiding him. He’s convinced it will pass so long as you’re happy. He’s content being on the side, even though his close friends say otherwise 
Aka. Felix picked up on what he was doing and laid down the hard blows. Basically told Sylvain he was a child. Pfft. As if he would be any different 
Felix would do worse in his position, but Sylvain holds the thought in to avoid being pummeled 
It takes Ingrid’s threats to make him try and attempt being friends again. Something about how he was jeopardizing the ‘team effort’ by letting you ‘sulk’
He felt there was more to it than that, but he didn’t want to press. Not to respect it, but more so because he didn’t want to know the answer 
It’s one thing if you were ignoring him from how he acts. That’s fine. 
but he--he doesn’t want to hurt your feelings.
He’s not stupid. He’s painfully aware of how you stare during class
how you take a step towards his table at lunch, before shaking your head and choosing somewhere else 
how the one time Lorenz went too far, calling him a disappointment to nobles and tossing in a comment about his brother...you became enraged.
So angry he could see veins popping out of your neck
Lorenz earned a bruise the same color as his hair, it was awesome
He only ever saw that level of anger from Felix. Needless to say, surprises were bountiful that day. 
He turned a blind eye to it all, until now. After pining for so long and then ignoring him, he was shocked you accepted his invitation to eat lunch 
“Heyyy (Y/N)? Want to grab a bite to eat? Been a while since we’ve seen each other and that’s not good for friends, don’t you think?” 
Ignoring Ingrid who may have been watching, he did his best to sound natural
He didn’t miss you wince when he leaned on your shoulder, or the way you stepped back at his emphasis on ‘friend’ 
He also seemingly “forgot” that he was supposed to have lunch with his latest hookup. He definitely wasn’t planning to have them interrupt, cutting your time together short and getting Ingrid off his back. Possibly making you hate him in the process and eliminating any chance he had with you in the future 
He was planning it. Just so we’re clear 
and boy did Sylvain love to self-sabotage. The hollow feeling in his heart was well deserved, which he confirmed when everything happened according to plan. 
You both were eating lunch in the courtyard. Him making small talk, and you uncharacteristically silent. Not too far along comes his latest partner, mad at him for being so forgetful and even cheating on them. He took his opportunity 
“Cheating on you with them!? Are you serious!? They’re just a friend, chill out,” 
It was done. He committed the ultimate friendzone without fault. The way his partner looked at him in horror was also expected, but their shock wasn’t directed his way.
Why weren’t they looking-? 
“Are my feelings a game to you? Do you like making people feel like smeared shit on the bottom of your shoe?” 
The way you shook next to him. Your head down and hands crushing the drink in your grasp. He almost expected you to throw it at him, but instead your hands caught water. Droplets fell at a rhythmic pace. 
“Did you seriously ask me to lunch when you already had plans? After not talking to me for weeks?! After treating me like I was never your friend?! I know you have a hard time being honest with yourself. I know you don’t like people who’re pushy, so I held back talking first,” they throw their cup onto the floor, standing to glare at him. They purse their lips, trying to barricade their next words yet failing horribly, “but this?! You have me awake for endless nights wondering if I did something wrong and then you use me for petty drama?” 
They do the last thing he’d expect, and grab his newest ex by the arm. Before he can process a defense they’re both walking away, with his ‘friend’ furiously wiping at their eyes
“You can’t even give your partner a proper breakup. I knew you were bad, but not that bad,” they halt, turning to look over their shoulder, “I can’t believe I thought you cared about me. I...you know what, you don’t get to hear the rest,” 
and you both were gone. 
It was the afternoon bell that pulled him from his stupor. He knew that meant class was starting, yet Sylvain didn’t want to go. 
Yet he also didn’t want to just sit around. So he forced himself to do what he does best, pretend whatever just happened never occurred
Hours go by, and then some days. He hasn’t heard from his ex once, which was rare since they normally try to reconcile at least once. As for you? It was the same cold shoulder as the past few weeks, except this time was different 
You didn’t stare at him during lessons 
You didn’t take one step towards his lunch table before turning away
You didn’t defend him when Ingrid gave him a nasty bruise on his cheek, or when Dorothea called him vile 
You just...didn’t? He got exactly what he wanted. You did nothing, as if he never existed and your friendship never happened 
and yet- he didn’t feel the relief that he expected. He wasn’t happy that you moved on, and every time you laughed his latest meal felt it was about to be re-plated 
Your feelings - his crush. They were never the burden he made them appear to be
When he tries to sleep it off, all his brain would conjure is a crushed cup. Trembling fingers digging into tin, their tips changing color from pressure. Droplets of water trickling from thin air and falling on top. 
Your feelings were a game to him. One that he lost from the start 
He lays in bed, arm over his eyes and lets his tears fall
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sandgren2na · 5 days
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mayordoi · 5 months
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funny comfort character trend
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selenadem · 1 year
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Some Kagetsu/Zelkov from last months
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mirensiart · 7 months
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*jazz hands* ephlyonnes
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an idle thought about how Deeply Horny a lot of religious art is led to me picturing Seteth returning to the monastery from his 500-year sabbatical only to discover that in his absence, Saint Cichol has become the accepted subject for Artistic Male Nude
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wendiz · 1 year
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Alear and Yunaka 💕
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your f/os love to make plans with you
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moe-broey · 4 months
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One thing about Alfonse (at least in my head in my heart) is that he's the voice of reason Up Until he fucking isn't. At the drop of a hat he is capable of becoming the most absurd and unhinged person in the room. The Core of it is either 1) He fully believes or at least is clinging to the belief that he's still 100% reasonable and in his right mind 2) Occasional tryhardism bites him in the ass 3) He's being silly. This is enrichment for him. Zoomies
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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.
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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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edns · 6 months
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Dimitri looks for a cure to Cyrus's double Crest condition and his search brings him to Cornelia's abandoned study that hasn't been touched since her death... What would he find there?
Just visualizing some scenes from the fic I'm writing and having an art style crisis as I do that... The fic might end up a bit scary... My love for horror always wins it seems
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iusedtohavesixtoes · 1 year
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Out of all of Flayn’s new friends and allies, Linhardt is the worst influence. Crest of Cethleann judging.
One hour line art as I finish my breakfast coffee.
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sotiredmostnights · 2 months
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i love lon'qu so much but i really wish his s-rank convo with robin wasn't Like That™
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chronosbled · 2 months
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{ Part of me really wants to start writing for my boy Niel, but I don't have many icons of him yet nor does he have any information up at all. I'm stuck in a situation of "do I do it" or "do I not do it?" }
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Fire Emblem Engage spoilers ahead:
Diamant, in the other room: where have you been do you have any idea what time it is?? Your curfew was 2 hours ago, I have been waiting here worried sick and your excuse is “I forgot to check the clock?” When will you start taking responsibility—
Alear: I didn’t know that Diamant had a son…
Alcryst: actually…he’s scolding father right now…
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Hmm, could i request Claude with reader who is just.. really weird? Like makes random noises or shows up at their door at 4am to talk about random stuff. I do this stuff a lot lol
Platonic or romantic, either way is fine!
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Fire Emblem Three Houses
Character(s): Claude
Genre: Fluff
Type: Headcanon
Description: Delightfully strange, but he adores it anyways
Warning(s): Platonic (Can Be Read Romantically)
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He's never quite met someone like you
Someone who hums random tunes whilst doing something; from funky to genuinely beautiful
Someone who purses their lips and pushes air out into a little puff during a lecture (he had to keep himself from laughing after seeing teach's face)
Claude finds everything you do endearing, amusing could be another word, and honestly encourages your eccentric ways
Something about you just makes life feel full
Fidgeting with your papers and books or tapping your fingers and boot, those little things have become noises he enjoys hearing
Now, the impromptu visits well past the night and into the morning are an entirely different story (it's not actually)
The first time, it was just to ask him if he wanted to sit together during breakfast
He responded in a laugh that began as a scoff - he couldn't quite believe it if he was being honest
But he said yes, he enjoys your company after all
The second time, there was no reason and it ended with you both going on a walk together until classes began
Plenty of laughs and genuine talk were exchanged
It had been one of the moments that solidified your friendship, among other things at least
The third time was to bring him a snack since he wouldn't make it to breakfast that day
It wasn't the first time you had done this, although far later in the day, yet it felt like the first time all over again
You had a way of knowing that you were visiting at 4 a.m., didn't you?
(Turns out you don't, it's just what your body does at this point)
Claude doesn't mind either way, he enjoys you and your adorable shenanigans
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