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𝕄𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕌𝕡♡

Hello! Thank you for doing match-ups alongside your other requests and writings, they’re always fun little things (at least for the requester; I hope you guys have some fun with them too! I know they can get to be overwhelming sometimes because a lot of people ask for them). That being said, I would love to get one from you guys when you have the time! (Thank you in advance for when you get to it)

Fandoms: Fire Emblem Three Houses & Fire Emblem Awakening

Match Sex/Gender: Male

My Sex/Gender: Female, Woman I guess (but pronouns aren’t important to me)

Personality Types: INTJ-A, Enneagram 7 (with very close runner-up type 5)

Traits: independent, optimistic, emotionally stable, relaxed, rarely gets angry or sad, good sense of humor, mischievous, quirky, good self confidence, comfortable being alone, rarely gets lonely, blunt (sometimes “brutally honest” or “tactless”), slight adrenaline junkie, accidentally misuses common phrases/metaphors (unfortunate example: “are we passing the breeze?” instead of “are we shooting the breeze?”), picks up skills easily, doesn’t easily get close to people or seek out relationships (to strangers: distant, not very expressive, doesn’t speak unless prompted)

Likes: teasing pals and being teased back, humoring friends, puns, cats, video games, drawing/painting (acrylic/watercolor), baking

Dislikes: rules/restrictions/highly structured environments, disrespectful people, being dependent or having someone be very dependent on me, people with particularly bad tempers

Appearance: 5'0" / 153cm, fairly slender but has curves, round chubby cheeks with a dimple on the right cheek, button nose, somewhat thin/“delicate” lips, green eyes, long wavy ash brown hair with bangs, 5 piercings on each ear + navel piercing

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Hello precious bean~! Thank you so much for your kind words~! We really appreciate it ;; I’m so sorry this took so long to get out! But, thank you so much for requesting with us and I hope you enjoy the match-ups I’ve given to you~!

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𝕀 𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕐𝕆𝕌 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘…

ꜱʏʟᴠᴀɪɴ ᴊᴏꜱᴇ ɢᴀᴜᴛɪᴇʀ

As someone who may seem overly flirty and playful, he has a surprising soft spot for you. Or rather, he’s smitten by you the moment he first meets you. He finds your independence and optimistic look on life infatuating and can’t help but always feel this sort of serenity whenever he’s around you. Though of course he absolutely loves your mischievous and playful side. It brings a sense of happiness and familiarity to him when all goes wrong in the world. Sylvain won’t admit it out loud, but he desires your bluntness.

He wants to be told right from wrong before he ends up doing something he’ll later regret. Despite his flirtatious attitude and assumptions of disloyalty, he always finds himself back to your side. If anything he directs all that playful and flirtatious energy at you. He finds your accidental misuse of common phrases absolutely endearing, and can’t help the stupid love struck smile on his face that grows every time you confidently phrase your statement.

Other then that, he’s always dazzled by your latent abilities in picking up new skills. Not only does he find it valuable, but incredible. It’s also a given that this man will try to sneak his way into the kitchen for your baked goods. He’ll literally brag and compliment your skills whilst happily munching away whatever you’ve made.

ꜰʀᴇᴅᴇʀɪᴋ

Ever the strict and by the rules kind of guy, Frederik at first glance may not be the most suitable type for you. Despite this, I feel as though you both have the most in common. The shepherd being just as independent, if not protective of those he treasures the most. Not only that, but he too doesn’t actively seek out relationships. The trust he holds for you is high, though of course in first meeting he’s highly suspicious, it soon blows away with your optimistic and stable personality. With everything that the shepherds go through, it brings him at ease knowing that he has someone who’s just as level - headed as Chrom can be.

He’s shy and a touch awkward with the relationship that blooms between you two, but he most definitely tries his best to not only be a gentlemen but to treat you on the same grounds. To him, you’re his equal and someone who can most definitely hold her own. (Though of course this doesn’t stop him from fretting or worrying over your well being.)

Frederik may be awkward with understanding your jokes and humor initially, but given time and a proper understanding he’ll most definitely be able to pick up on those cues with no hitches at all. He finds your brutal honesty a necessity as he personally wouldn’t want someone who beats around the bush. Similar to Sylvain, he finds your misuse of common phrases endearing in it’s own way and always has to hide the little smile that creeps onto his cheeks while the shepherds are out on patrol.

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notasiren21 · 4 years

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The Darkness Comforts Me More (Ch. 2-pt 2.)

(Female Byleth x Felix)

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She didn’t show up that day, and Felix missed her more than he cared to admit that night as well. He had been unable to sleep and he desperately wished it didn’t have to do with the fact that it was because she wasn’t in bed with him.

He sat in his desk, staring painfully at the wooden surface and books that laid before him. A familiar migraine presented itself yet again, leaving him irritable as always and hearing Seteth’s voice yelling at Sylvain and Caspar again for today’s lessons would send him on a murder spree. Had he been an imbecile, he would’ve blessed the goddess above for the silence that fell over the room as shoes clicked against stone.

But it was Felix, he was as sharp as a good blade.

He turned his head a fraction just in time to see Byleth walking in and passing him to her desk in front.

Face, pretty and blank as ever looked at the roster and then the room, checking names.

If no one was at the battle that day, they wouldn’t be able to tell she had just lost her father recently. She carried the lesson through and through, even when discussing a technique Jeralt used in close combat.

Felix could see the pain she carried though.

He could also see the vexed expression on the boar’s face and Sylvain contemplating on taking her back to her dorm or not to rest.

In all honesty, it would make most sense for Sylvain and Byleth to be together since their closeness in age and despite all, Sylvain was mature if one was to set aside girls for the matter.

Sobbing in the back of the classroom escalated and made his migraine pang violently against his right eye. Now who the hell...

Byleth stilled, “Who is crying.” How she managed to make that sound like a displeased statement instead of a question, the class may never know.

Byleth however, already knew. It was the same person Hilda had expressed more compassion for when she managed to drag herself out of bed. It was the talk of the rest of the school day when Claude came down on Hilda hard for being so insecure and harsh when Byleth’s father had just died, and to tell her she seemed fine and Hilda was more worried about Leonie.

Not to mention when he and Mercedes were walking to the greenhouse together for their daily chore and overheard Leonie weeping to Byleth like she had been the child of him instead of her.

If asked, Felix would admit from the bottom of his heart:

He thought she was bitch and insignificant.

It seemed the whole class was not fond of her to an extent as well. All trying to avoid the drama she brought forth.

Dimitri, ever the prince, tried to intervene. “Leonie, how about we calm down a-,”.

“Shut up! You don’t understand!” She screamed back.

Shut up.

Byleth still faced down at her notes, fingers playing with the edge of a book cover. “Leonie, please refrain yourself from disrupting my class.”

“Oh, that’s rich coming from you, Professor!”

Her head tilted, gears in her head turning to predict the outcome of this situation. How well was Felix beginning to read her? How well did he know..

“Excuse me?”

Oh, right. Fight ensuing.

He felt he should take part in stopping the fight, mainly for Byleth’s sake since she we still hurting. But really, he just wanted to see “the bitch get laid out” as Sylvain would say, wanting revenge for using his training sword one day without permission and breaking it.

“I’m just saying. Something crossed my mind, something I wanted to ask for awhile now.”

“And that is?”

There’s no way she is that childish or dumb to start-

“Are you really Captain Jeralt’s kid?”

Feel free to kill her, Byleth.

Her eyes narrowed ever so slightly, choosing her words carefully, “That’s what I’m told.”

“That's a pretty detached tone to take about your own family.” Leonie bit back.

“That’s just my tone in general.” Felix nearly missed the cute quirk her dark eyebrow did in retaliation.

Leonie huffed angrily, “Sure, fine whatever then. Let me ask this, what’s your opinion of him, then? You must look up to him, at least?” The end of the sentence seemed too contradicting to be genuine or even remotely out of pure curiosity.

Byleth crossed her arms, “I respect him, of course.”

Present tense, she still holds him in high regards even after passing.

This seemed to push at her more than it should, “Hm. It doesn't sound like you really appreciate him. You didn't even know until you came here that he used to lead the Knights of Seiros, did you? If it weren't for him, you wouldn't be half the person you are now. You've probably never even thought about how lucky you are.”

The whole class was on edge and trying to silence her.

“Hey, stop.” Ashe tried, turning back to look at her.

“Leonie, seriously knock it off, that’s enough.” Ingrid said beside her.

“Ugh! OK, this really bothers me! Listen up. I don't care if you're the teacher and I'm the student. I'm going to outshine you. I know you were some famous mercenary before you came here, but let me tell you something... I'm going to be better than you ever were! In fact, I'll surpass you in no time at all, so don't blink. You might miss it.”

Byleth blinked.

Felix snickered. That was cute.

She didn’t offer her the curtesy of responding, not giving her the time of day. Earning immense respect from the pitying students and concerning Felix further knowing who she was behind closed doors.

“Really? Nothing to say?”

“What did you want me to say? I was taking my time to see if I missed it. Didn’t find anything.”

“Listen here-,” Leonie stood from her desk, hands pressing against wood.

Byleth took a glance at Felix, feeling his impatience rubbing off on her and sending a subtle smirk his way that the rest of the class missed.

“Maybe you should be more concerned with something other than me?”

“Yeah? Like what?”

“Perhaps your grades? The most pressing would ironically be your grade in sword fight and techniques?”

“Where the hell do you get off, Byleth?” There was venom in her voice.

“That’s Professor to you, and I’m just merely mentioning it to inform you that you’re currently at a D+. Whatever you’ve been doing since then has clearly reflected poorly and no, this isn’t biased or out of judgement.”

“It clearly is!” She shrieked, flames engulfing her cheeks and matching her horrible hair.

What was Sylvain’s phrase again? ‘Just lay the bitch out’?

“It’s not. I’d tell you to ask my father who happened to sit in on that one week -per your insistent and pestering requests that had him drinking rum in my classroom- and he had been disappointed, seemingly expecting you to at least live up to half the hype you created yourself.”

“I knew I smelled alcohol then.” Sylvain murmured to himself.

“You’re lying!”

‘Lay. The. Bitch. Out.’. Huh, has a nice ring to it.

“I’m not. He spent that following weekend training with you in hopes that the blame didn’t fall to him. He traced the issue back to you.”

She was marching up towards the desk and both Dimitri, Sylvain, and Felix jumped to action, a standing protectively in front of Byleth.

Dimitri tried reasoning with her again, “Come on, Leonie, this isn’t necessary.”

“Back off, prince of the naive. I need to take care of this bitch.”

Felix growled, surprising some in the class. “The only bitch here, is you. I’d suggest you step off before we really see what a D+ swordsman looks like against an A+graded swordsman with a A in dark magic.” His hand was ready to draw his sword.

“Holy shit, you’re that good?” Sylvain cocked his head in interest, earning a glare from a few for his distraction.

Leonie struggled against the boys, growing more aggravated by the second. “I was doing just fine, had high grades every semester.”

“Our teacher last year was more incapable than Manuela after a drinking binge.” Ashe remarked.

“But then you come along... And it's like you don't appreciate Captain Jeralt at all, or how lucky you were to have him around your whole life! Ugh! It still really bothers me! You might be his kid, but I'm still his best apprentice! Got it?!”

“Are you done?”

“Am I done? Really? That’s what you’re going to say?”

“If I contradict you anymore, you might just burst.”

“Go ahead, bitch.”

Teeth bared from Felix, a low growl emitting from his chest again. “Call her a bitch one more time, Pinelli.”

Dimitri tried holding her back, “Leonie, please settle yourself. This isn’t proper.”

“I said go ahead!”

“He told me every so often I had been his best apprentice up until I won him in a duel. He said from then on, I would forever be his best apprentice and his best equal.”

Leonie faltered.

Byleth walked by, stoic and expressionless but anger and something feral swelled in her eyes that greatly worried Felix.

She stopped short, near where the red head and the boys were holding her. “I don’t take kindly to those who try to insistently bed my father, Leonie.” She glanced, shocked. “Yes, I’m well aware. I caught you slipping alcohol into his food on several occasions and catching him as he stumbled out of rooms sick, grabbing onto me as he whispered your intentions and to escort him away before you found him again.”

Dimitri let go of her like she burned him, Sylvain stepped back, judgement passing his eyes knowing he would never even go that far.

And Felix drew his sword.

Byleth’s hand settled on his, guiding it back to his belt. “Settle, I think she learned her lesson.” She looked fully at all the boys who heard the most secret confession that they could imagine. “That was never intended to lay upon your ears, but keep it to yourselves. As much as she acts a monster, she’s human.” Byleth walked away, not so even much as a glance in the persistent girl’s direction. “Oh, and boys?”

They turned their attention to her.

Her dazzling smile and that damn dimple made full appearance, even if it didn’t reach her eyes.

“Yeah?” Sylvain called out.

“Take her to Lady Rhea and Seteth, see to it that she is transferred out of my class and dealt with. That is all, class is dismissed.” And she disappeared.

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