#fe3h scenarios

[fe-semi-decent-scenarios]

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!} 

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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

#fire emblem #fire emblem three houses #fe3h #fe3h x reader #fire emblem x reader #fire emblem three houses x reader #sylvain gautier #sylvain jose gautier #sylvain x reader #fe3h imagines #fire emblem imagines #fe3h scenarios #fire emblem scenarios #fire emblem three houses scenarios #fire emblem three houses imagines

[rqnvindr]

sparkles of envy

pairing: felix fraldarius x gn!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none

w.c: 1.7k

synopsis: felix can’t shake off the sour feeling he gets when he sees you dancing with dimitri at the ball. afterwards, he’s met with more certainty for the future when the two of you find yourselves at the goddess tower.

a/n: first time writing for fire emblem let’s gooooo ;D

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“well would you look at that,” sylvain crosses his arms behind his head, glancing at you and dimitri dancing in the middle of the ballroom. all eyes were naturally on the two of you, having long-awaited the crown prince of faerghus to take the floor. all except for felix, who scoffed in advance of sylvain getting his words out. “he’s a lucky man for sure.”

the blue-haired boy put his hands on his hips. “of course you would fall for the boar’s act. this was one of the many reasons i didn’t want to attend this damn ball in the first place.”

felix wasn’t lying. if it weren’t for the professor’s pleas, he would’ve spent the night training as usual, in complete solitude. especially after seeing that you surely weren’t alone, evident from how you leaned in closer to dimitri to whisper in his ear and laughed in unison with him.

“hey c’mon. you have to admit that they do look pretty good together.”

“you’re just projecting. i’m sure you’d be trying to woo the boar’s partner right now if they hadn’t already gotten swept up.”

sylvain ignores the opportunity for banter when he suddenly goes off on a tangent about how byleth ‘irrevocably changed [his] life’ and how they might actually be soulmates. he then spots her from across the hall and leaves felix alone to ask for a dance. although he felt bad for their professor, he’d settle for his childhood best friend bothering someone else over embarrassing him any day.

the goddess tower seemed like a much better place to be than this suffocating lovesickness. cold, empty, and away from the crowd. even if the training grounds were locked, he could still take the time to reflect on his next steps for the future. there were plenty of people he still had to surpass, and that included you. while you were busy swaying away with dimitri, he’d be getting stronger, the mental preparation making him all the more agile to sweep you off your feet by surprise.

that was it. felix would begrudgingly stay for 10 more minutes in case byleth had come looking for him, and then leave. he figured he might as well grab some refreshments to give him strength too.

“hey!” felix hides his surprise upon seeing you in line for drinks at the same time as him with a blank stare. “where have you been all night? dimitri and i were looking for you.”

“really? sure didn’t look like it earlier.” he really didn’t want to hear dimitri’s name right now. their friendship remained severed for years, but his blood had never ran colder from just hearing his name until it rolled off of your tongue so frivolously.

“oh,” you turn away with a sheepish smile. “yeah but don’t get the wrong idea. it’s just that...it’s traditional for the house leaders to begin dancing promptly..”

felix takes a sip of his newly acquired drink. “spare the details. this is enough proof that i will get stronger than you. you’re out here wasting your time with dances and romance, and i am going to continue to surpass you in the sword and in the way of the warrior.”

to anyone else, felix would be asking for an argument. he was always picking fights with everyone who challenged him, either verbally, or physically (through sparring). since the beginning of the school year, you have watched him stick to his principles, which at first did not appear to include caring for relationships. but after witnessing how he discreetly watches over his friends, and not too long before the grand ball, asked you to join him to try a new technique during training, there was something underneath his disappointment with you.

“nonetheless, don’t stay out too late. we have a big mission coming up and i’d be annoyed if you got sick. i’m leaving.”

“felix wait!” your voice shakes, but you remain firm.

“what? make it quick.” he frowns. the last thing he needs right now is you feigning sympathy for him and begging him to stay longer. he was already mere seconds away for abandoning his feelings for you right then and there without turning back.  

“all this talk about getting stronger....you know you can’t do that all alone, right?”

“there’s no one out there who could keep up with me at this point,” felix scoffs. “what? are you trying to say you’re up to honing your disciplines now?”

you roll your eyes. “i always have been. if i have to follow you to wherever could be more enticing than bonding with my classmates and friends than so be it.”

“fine. it’s not my job to hold you accountable for your word anyway.”

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“staring off into space and brooding isn’t really ‘mental training’, felix.” you chide, causing him to scowl down at the brilliant view of the monastery from the goddess tower.

you were already feeling anxious about the implications of being alone with him in a secluded place like this. a secluded place with legends of promises of romance and hopes for the future for most people who found themselves in pairs of two at the heights of the monastery.

felix has no words to offer in objection to your implied definition of interpersonal reflection. alas, the lack of conversation leaves you with the sound of crickets. surprising, how the most minute of white noise could either help you relax or be even louder than your own thoughts.

“though, i can’t really blame you for taking in the world from above,” you join him on the balcony, arms crossed over the handrail. “the night sky in the mountains is clearer than the eroded dark skies during the winters of faerghus.”

“i don’t dislike the night. i’ve never been afraid of the dark, any alleged demons that came out would be cut down anyway. speaking of which, we could spar here sometime. there’s a lot more privacy than the training grounds.”

you can’t comprehend how felix could dance around, yet so explicitly express his desire to be alone with you. diving into the dangerous waters of teasing him, you grin mischievously.

“and you’re always going on and on about how dense dimitri is.” you murmur.

“ugh! if you have something to say, it’s better to not mumble, you know?” felix scoffs, a hair’s away from falling for whatever scheme you had up your sleeve in bringing up the prince. “whatever. i don’t want to waste my time prying into something so unimportant that you couldn’t even say it clearly.”

whenever he fires off the cannon of a tongue he was born with, you always have to study his expression. you didn’t expect to end up making direct eye contact with a person who dislikes it, his orange orbs complimenting the galaxies above.

“do you know why i train with you, felix?” you ask.

“no, i do not know. you want to become stronger right?” he exhales, shaking his head as he shrugs with his arms up.

“yeah, that’s a big reason. but also,” now comes the true gamble. no one else would dare to poke a bear, or in this case, a lone wolf. you were probably the first person in years to tenderly touch his cheek the way you did, and without him flinching away.

he could’ve pushed you away. but did he really want to take that risk when you could go back to the ball and cry on dimitri’s shoulder? for the first time, felix suppresses the urge to stay in the shadows, and grants you the honor of pulling him out.

“i admire the strength of your entire being. particularly in your eyes....they’re just like stars. whenever they twinkle passionately on the battlefield or during training, i feel all of my wishes coming true. the legendary powers of this tower don’t even come close to the hope you fill me with.” you gently caress his soft skin under your thumb.

felix is worried. he’s worried that he won’t be able to savor the feeling of your warm hand any longer, as he’s about to melt from your declaration alone. it’s  hard for him to process any form of affection, especially when it’s from his beloved partner in battle.

wait, beloved?

“y-you..!” felix grumbles, his voice cracking as he chokes out the last syllable. he reaches for your wrist, wanting to move your hand away. but he lets it linger, clinging onto you for support. you were the one who caused this mess, it’s your job to fix it.

“you okay?” he hates how innocently you blurt out the question, looking at him through your eyelashes.

“no! i mean, you can’t just say things like that so suddenly!” he facepalms with his other hand. “just...but don’t go anywhere okay?”

you snort under your breath and both of you withdraw your hands. “noted. we might as well get in some dance practice, though. after all i only got to dance with dimitri before you-”

“stop talking about dimitri.” felix snaps. “you’ve mentioned the boar enough for one night, give it a rest already.”

you laugh in disbelief, not because you’re mad at him. you just never would’ve expected your hypothesis to be true.

“i was right. you are jealous after all.” felix blushes. he hates having been caught so easily, but is also relieved that you understand his feelings.

“shut up. now, what’s this dance practice you were talking about?”

you guide felix’s hands and posture into the appropriate positions, based on professor byleth’s brief private instruction on dance. to this day, you don’t know why you were chosen as the class’ representative for the white heron cup, but your fifteen minutes of fame came in handy for wooing the swordsman in front of you.

“well,” you take the lead, as the two of you sway in sync and he grows less stiff as you squeeze his hand. “balance, concentration, chemistry between allies...these are all things you’ll need in battle. you’d do best to focus on other things other than the training dummy that you’ve beaten to the ground, literally.”

“tch.” felix turns away from you, albeit keeping his grip firm on you. “i don’t dislike that idea. if it makes you happy.” his last sentence is void of his usual sarcastic and dry tone, and replaced with a gentleness that you could get used to.

you wish to capture this moment forever. however short-lived just one dance may be, you both vow to live for another one.

#fe3h #fe3h x reader #fe3h fluff #fe3h imagines #fe3h scenarios #felix fraldarius #felix fraldarius x reader #felix fraldarius scenarios #felix fraldarius fluff #felix fraldarius imagines

[imaginethreehouses]

Hi 👋 just read that Hubert poly ask and it was so cute, lover it❤️ (adore that grumpy affection starved mage)

Do you mind writing something similar with poly Ferdinand/Hubert/gn!healer!reader? Maybe white mage reader trying to keep boys on a battlefield alive?

Hey Anon, I'm so happy you liked that post 🥺🥺 I really do love Hubert so I'm always worried I might not do him justice. I really love to think that he's really insecure about himself when it comes to his appeareance and mannerisms. I think he likes being the way he is, but is aware that he's not the kind of romantic partner that people tend to consider ideal when there are guys like Ferdinand or Jeritza around that look like they were pulled straight out of a fairytale. Like I said in the other post, I think Hubert could see himself as able to compete against Jeritza since the guy will greet potential partners with "hi, i'd like to have you kill me, or perhaps i'll be the one to kill you" LMAO, but when it comes to Ferdinand? He's grown into such a dashing man during the timeskip, I think Hubert would think that he has nothing to offer to a partner that Ferdinand can't offer tenfold. It's easy to imagine him as feeling that you and Ferdinand would probably be better off without him, so it would take a bit of work to show him that it's not the case.

❤ Poly relationship with Ferdinand and Hubert:

Even though you were supposed to serve the entire strike force, you always ended up as your two guys' personal healer. Why? Because they were the two most likely to be reckless on the battlefield.

Ferdinand was no longer so caught up in surpassing Edelgard, or in living up to the ideal of a perfect noble, but that did not mean his spirit had dwindled one bit. If anything, his flame seemed to burn even brighter now, especially when you and Hubert were on the battlefield. To protect the two of you, he would take on a thousand enemies, a hundred times over if neccessary. And a hundred times over, you would have to rush to his aid, before that battle turned out to be one battle too many for the corageous young man.

And Hubert? You didn't often have to aid him on the battlefield, but rather, after. It was always an effort to get him to admit that he had gone far over his limits once more, and an even bigger effort to get him to actually stay put and get some rest.

It was hard to blame him, though. He had so much to compensate for. His lack of a crest, the weakness of his body... heck, even when it came to his area of expertise, he lacked the natural talent that others like Linhardt possessed.

And now that much to his dismay he had agreed to try his hand at romance, of all things, the list only grew longer still. His demeanor, his appeareance, and the fact that his heart and soul were already devouted to a certain Emperor and her war efforts.

In this context, he felt that he had to burn himself a hundred times over to hold up a candle to Ferdinand von Aegir.

You often wondered how the two of you could have possibly convinced Hubert to agree to an arrangement like this. Each day, at the beginning, you both though he would walk out of it. But each day, he proved you wrong.

Having something other than his devotion to Edelgard take a central position in his life was a new and strange feeling to Hubert, but something inside of him clung to it even as he himself tried to reject it. He was human, after all. He did want his own life to live.

Thankfully, the two paths he walked were conveniently laid besides each other. You and Ferdinand were loyal servants of the Empire. Ensuring your safety and furthering Edelgard's ambitions were two tasks that could be dealt with in one fell swoop.

Or so he thought, until it came a moment where inevitably, he had to choose who he would fight alongside on your thoughest offensive yet. He chose Edelgard, of course, and that battle was easily won. But his heart nearly stopped beating when he learned Ferdinand had barely survived his own fight.

When he saw the two of you, he could barely face you. To make matters worse, keeping Ferdinand alive long enough to get more help had taken a heavy toll on you, too. He learned that day, in the harshest way possible, that the two of you did need him by your side.

It was, in fact, the same time the two of you saw Hubert cry. You saw that he had brought a gift for each of you—a bouquet of flowers and a teddy bear, even though it remained unclear which one was intended for each, since he never actually gave them to you.

He just felt so stupid. Ferdinand gestured for him to come closer and held his hand, then smiled. You put a hand on the sorcerer's shoulder as well, and another on his forearm.

"This is war, Hubert." Ferdinand told him, with his voice not hinting at any sort of resentment, or anger. "We chose this. It is not your fault."

But, was it? For a moment, Hubert's mind went back to the days you shared at the academy, and wondered what your lives would be like if Edelgard had never started this war.

Had there truly been no other way? How long until the two of you would eventually be sacrificed in its flames?

It was a brief thought, but it shook him to his very core. Never, in his life, had he doubted Edelgard before, not even for a fleeting moment such as this. It scared him. It terrified him, that he was even capable of having those thoughts.

So he left, leaving the gifts on a nightstand. You and Ferdinand looked at each other. Dealing with Hubert wasn't easy, but neither of you were willing to trade him for anything in the world.

#hubert x reader #hubert x you #hubert von vestra x reader #hubert von vestra #ferdinand von aegir #ferdinand von aegir x reader #ferdinand x reader #fe3h x reader #fe3h scenarios

[comfort-questing]

spent a while last night thinking of a situation where there are two characters, both badly injured and waiting for help... and when help finally comes, one of them is unconscious, heartbeat failing and breath imperceptible.

"help them," says their badly-hurt friend, barely on their feet anymore, eyes haunted and terrified. "never mind me. I'll be all right..."

"it's too late for them, we have to help you." the healer is already pushing them to the ground, getting their magic or kit ready to hand.

"no. not me." they flinch away, desperately. "help them."

"well fine. but - we're going to keep an eye on you and if you even start to decompensate and pass out then - "

so they sit there, breathing shallowly, trying their best to cling to consciousness so they don't distract - clenching their teeth against the pain as they watch the healer and the others working over what seems to be their friend's dead body, hoping, hanging on until there's some sign of life again and it's not too late anymore...

hanging on until they can't possibly any longer, and their last waking thought is a frantic hope that nobody will notice.

they wake up, later, with their friend in the next bed over, and despite the pain and the soul-sapping weariness they reach out to take their hand, and let themselves relax at last.

#whump #hurt comfort #whump scenario #fyi this was due to seeing some angsty fe3h battlefield art and someone's comment about needing a healer right right then #and my thought of eh...whichever one is still awake is going to LOSE IT if they get treated first

[occasionallydiverting]

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

#fire emblem #fire emblem: three houses #fire emblem three houses #fe3h #fe3h seteth #seteth #saint cichol #this almost certainly canon scenario #definitely involves him sprinting around with an armful of fig leaves #trying to cover up every single statue and painting before Flayn can see anything

[edns]

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

#fe3h #fire emblem three houses #fe3h au #dimitri alexandre blaiddyd #fe3h fanart #fe風花雪月 #Still dont know if I should just make this one a huge comic but Im afraid I cant commit sigh #Writing is not writing rn though my brain works in images unfortunately so I have to draw as I write #Anyway this is a fun post AM scenario I came up with lol its going to spiral into Dimitri finding out the truth abt everything and shit

[recurringwriter]

Everything will fade away Nothing in this world is meant to stay Heavy is the crown, heavy is the crown Heavy is the crown, heavy is the crown Heavy is the crown, heavy is the crown Heavy is the crown

coloured this sketch. alternate versions (blood tw):

#fe3h #rodrigue achille fraldarius #rodweek 2023 #recurring arts #oc: felicity gloucester #the context is she's from leicester and everyone expects her to be a social-climbing ambitious type lady #so the gold on rodrigue's lips implies he's her mouthpiece in a scenario where eastern faerghus crowns him after dimitri's 'death' #whether or not that is true depends on the au

[allovertheplace-writing]

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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#♡ - Rosie writes! #writing #x reader #fluff #headcanons #scenarios #ask answered #fe3h #fe3h x gender neutral reader #fe3h claude #fe3h claude x reader #fire emblem three houses x gn reader #fire emblem three houses x reader #fire emblem #fire emblem three houses #claude von reigen #+ reader #platonic #hc #hcs #fe3h golden deer

[vagabondswritings]

Reunion at dawn: Mercedes x reader

Reunion at dawn with the Blue Lions (Azure moon)

Others: Byleth/ Sylvain/ Felix/ Ashe/ Ingrid/ Annette/ (OC) Celestia

You're a flying unit

A reunion in the midst of war was quite a privileged idea, but you held hope that at least someone would show up at Garreg Mach Monastery. Upon arriving at the outskirts, you spotted the professor and prince Dimitri fighting off bandits that have seem to be looting the monastery. Without a second thought, you joined in on the battle.

You joined the battle somewhat late, so your role was to take out the faraway enemies while the others engaged in close combat chasing down the bandits and their leader. Mercedes was stationed a bit away from the main commotion, casting healing spells or black magic when enemies approach.

A loud wail caught your attention, and when the archer nearby was confirmed subdued by Sylvain running him through, you flew up to investigate who it was that let out a distress call. At the bottom corner of your sight you noticed the Blue Lions healer working to fight off a few thugs ambushing her. Being mainly a healer, she likely had as much front line battle experience you’d expect a healer to have. 

“Down there!” You commanded your winged companion, swooping down next to her and distracting the harassers. This allowed Mercedes to push away on her own to create a safe distance. She kneels down on the floor, praying to the goddess to protect her with the light, and casts a strong seraphim which propelled the harassers onto their backs. You landed among them, your companion cheekily stepping one of their feet on a bandits weapon arm. Mercedes runs over to you as you dismount, flinging herself at you in a warm embrace,

“Goodness, it’s so good to see you again.” She’s just as you remembered her years ago at the monastery, motherly and warm. Mercedes quickly checked you for wounds, as is her duty. “Should we go join the others? They are not far ahead.” You gesture at your mount, “I know they missed flying with you too.” To which they let out a sound of agreement.

“Yes, let’s. We have to battle onwards.” Mercedes agrees. You kneel down to hook your arm behind her knees, hoisting her up like a princess as her arms naturally came to circle around your shoulders, “Ladies first.”

A war was still being fought, but at that moment, you both felt safe in each others arms.

#fe3h #fe3h x reader #fire emblem x reader #fire emblem #fire emblem three houses #fire emblem three houses scenarios #fire emblem mercedes #mercedes von martritz #mercedes x reader #vagabondswritings

[giggles-over-galatea]

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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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[hold-your-applause]

Rest well, Billy. You will never understand how many hearts you touched

Repose

The silence sat heavily over you, the sudden lack of the sounds of battle almost unsettling you more than the war itself. Just moments ago weapons clashing and soldiers falling were ringing loudly in your ears, but now the world hummed in its absence.

Whatever it was trying to tell you, you weren't ready to listen.

You wiped the sweat from your brow, your eyes darting around to try to process what this quiet meant.

The war was over, and you had won.

Caspar's cheerful yelling was a welcome break in the silence, but when he clapped a congratulatory hand on your shoulder and shook you before darting off to find the rest of your companions, you found your mind racing with only one thought.

Where is he?

With the danger gone, your legs now felt like they were made of lead, the effort to move them much harder than they'd ever been. You resorted to shuffling around, and after a few minutes of moving your body around, you realized just how exhausted you were.

It had been the longest of days.

You were happy to hear Linhardt's complaining about Caspar's volume, glad he was in well enough condition to gripe about anything. You spared them a quick glance, watching poor Linhardt being dragged to his feet to follow Caspar to wherever his heart led them.

Your tired eyes scanned ahead of you again, hearing soldiers assessing each other for wounds or discussing who had fallen, and each moment that passed filled you with more worry when you couldn't seem to find the man you were looking for.

You feared you would find him on the ground instead of on his feet.

What was most likely only a minute more had passed before you saw a familiar cascade of orange hair out of the corner of your eye, relief washing over you.

He was in fact not on his feet, but he was clearly upright and breathing. He and his trusted steed were sat out in the open, him leaning his back against his trusted partner as they both were attempting to catch their breath. You felt your feet lighten as they moved in their direction, bringing you before them.

"Ferdinand."

His head swiveled up ungracefully to look at you, and you had never seen his face looking so worn before. Despite this, his eyes lit up behind their lids when he saw you, a soft smile growing across his lips.

"I'm overjoyed you are alright." He said, shifting so he could stand on his feet. "You are... quite the sight for sore--"

He stumbled then, his legs giving out under him and forcing you to throw your arms out to catch him, his added weight bringing you both to your knees. Your arms were tight around him and you couldn't resist resting your chin on his shoulder.

"Sore what?" You asked cheekily.

He chuckled, his own arms loosely snaking around your middle. Normally he would reserve such public displays for behind closed doors, but you knew this was no ordinary day.

"Sore everything." He replied, giving you a gentle squeeze before pulling away to look at your face. He brought a hand up to cup your jaw, his thumb lightly brushing your cheek. "What about you?"

"I'm afraid to find out how much this is going to ache in the morning." You said, seeing amusement flash in his eyes.

He nodded, letting his hand drop. "I know what you mean. I don't think I have ever felt this spent in my entire life."

You nodded, taking a look around. "I don't think I can get us both standing, and something tells me your legs are done for the day." You said, looking behind him at his horse. "I know Linhardt and Caspar are around here somewhere. I'm sure they'll find us sooner or later. There's no rush to get moving."

"That is good to hear." He said, running his hand over his face. "I think you may be right. I am in no condition to walk."

You helped him lean back against his horse again. "Then we'll rest until then. Just you and me." You let him get comfortable before settling in next to him, taking his hand. You worried his horse would find it to be too much weight, but it seemed unbothered.

"I always imagined this moment to be much more jubilant. That the celebration would be much louder." He allowed himself to rest his head against yours. "Instead, I fear I may fall asleep here."

"Then sleep." You encouraged him, gently nuzzling him. "You've earned it, Ferdie. You fought hard."

He hummed in response, slowly lacing his fingers with yours. "Not without telling you I love you."

You smiled, gently squeezing his hand. "I love you, too."

No other words passed between you, and before long, you heard his breathing slow as he finally dozed off. You closed your eyes, focusing on the feeling of his heartbeat against your arm.

The world could wait.

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[imaginethreehouses]

FE3H — What fairytale would they star in with you? 🥰

Disclaimer! These are only vaguely inspired by the original plots and vibes, I know these movies don't actually go like this... 🤭 If you have ideas to add to the list feel free to contribute!

Jeritza: Beauty and the Beast. He just has all the "cursed noble with a haunted castle" vibes to him. He wouldn't *want* to bring you in, because it's dangerous for you, but since he *has* to (because you're injured? or maybe there's just a terrible storm outside?), it's not long before he starts wondering if you may be the one to break his curse...

Claude: Anastasia. He has a plan and no qualms about using you to see it through — it's also good for you, anyway, right? Everybody wins! It's not too long before he catches feelings, though, and things get far more complicated than intended...

Marianne: Frozen. No matter what happened, it's all her fault. She is so sure of it, so she leaves, and it's up to you, her friend since childhood, to find her and prove it to her that your love is stronger than any curse and that you will find a way to break it, together.

Also Marianne: Beauty and the Beast again. I can't stop thinking about a Marihilda fanart I saw recently with this premise. It fits her just as well as it fits Jeritza to be the cursed princess living in a castle half in ruins. Instead of talking to furniture, though, she talks to animals, of course.

Sylvain: The swan princess. An arranged marriage was the last thing that he wanted. But when you disappear one day and it's up to him to find you, he starts to realise that the circumstances of your meeting may have stopped him from realising his true feelings for you...

Seteth: Hercules. He did his best to keep his distance from you because he did not want to live through the pain of losing the person he loved most once again—and let's face it, you were practically begging to have something terrible happen to you, considering your "heroic feats" line of work. Not too long after he met you, though, he was already stuck to your side. If something *was* going to happen to you, he thought, he better be there to try to prevent it.

Also Seteth: Barbie, the princess and the pauper. You didn't think royal life would be so tough, but thankfully, the real heir's royal aide is there to make things easier for you. He teaches you how to waltz, how to carry yourself, and so on... but little by little, he can't help but realise that he's starting to miss the old you and your careless spark maybe a little too much.

Rhea: The little mermaid. How fascinating humans were to her! When she saved you from that shipwreck, you almost felt that she was studying you—but that feeling quickly went away when you saw her warm, kind smile. She was beautiful and her singing voice was enchanting, but there was something equal parts eerie and enticing about the woman that made you double check the location of the nearest door every time that you found yourself alone with her...

Ferdinand: Cinderella. He never believed in arranged marriages, but understood it was his noble duty to find a spouse. Just once dance at the ball was enough though—he had never felt his heart beat like this. He knew he had to find you, no matter what his father thought. You, meanwhile, had never thought the prince would actually pick you, and had only wanted to enjoy a nice night out. You hated the thought of a royal lifestyle, as you knew all presents came with strings, but the prince *was* cute. So, after a few plot-mandated adventures, why not ask him instead to leave all that pomp behind and come live a humble life with you?

Dorothea: Also Cinderella. She had worked her ass off for this opportunity—the shot of a lifetime! The chance to be wed to the future ruler of the land and never have to worry about her future again. However, upon meeting you, she knew she could not do it. You were nothing like the other nobles, and she didn't want to hurt you, so she fled. But all you can think about is when you'll have a chance to see her again...

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10, 20, 21

10 (favorite support conversation):

As someone with chronic pain and general health issues, Ferdinand and Lysithea's support in 3 hopes hits me like a God damn freight train. It makes me cry every time I watch it

Runners up are Ferdinand and Mercedes, a lot of Mercedes and Seteth's supports, Felix and Leonie, and all my otps support chains

20 (unpopular opinion):

Oh boy. Time to put myself on the chopping block I guess

Systemic change in Fodlan isn't possible without starting a war. Between all the various nobles with their own agendas, the church's excessive use of the death sentence, and the slithers, there's always going to be someone who's gonna start shit.

21 (favorite dynamic between characters):

I'm a sucker for hurt/comfort, good banter, and people just being completely shameless together

#fe3h #fe3h asks #Leonie throwing Felix in a pit then having him run off to be a clown with her is one of the most iconic things in this game #very nervous to see what comes from the unpopular opinion #best case scenario everyone ignores me i guess

[fluff-ly]

Imagine a parent-teacher conference where Rodrigue accidentally spills some of Felix's most darkest, hidden secrets to Byelth. Not only that, but he doesn't know Felix and Byleth are dating—

Rodrigue: So, Professor, hopefully my son hasn't been causing you too much trouble, I trust?

Byleth: Oh, not at all sir! He may be a bit of a stubborn one, but he's certainly a good student!

Rodrigue: Ah, well that's good news! He's so different from the Felix in the past…

Byleth: Haha, I'm not surprised. I heard he was quite different when he was younger!

Rodrigue: Indeed, I still remember those days, always clinging onto that kitty toy of his…

Byleth: Yeah, I—

*Byleth pauses*

Byleth: …Wait, what?

Rodrigue: *chuckles* Yes, Felix use to have this cat teddy. We could never pry it off him! In fact, he’d attach his armour onto it to protect his ‘little baby’, as he liked to call it

Byleth: That so fu - ! - *ahem*, I mean… that’s adorable. Actually, I’ve noticed him pet many cats around the Monastery

Rodrigue: Heh, well at least you don’t find him walking around wearing his Mother’s jewellery!

Byleth: His Mother’s what?!

Rodrigue: Haha! Yes! That habit died a very long time ago, but no matter how well my wife would hide her jewellery, Felix always found ways to steal her bracelets and necklaces. Then, he’d waddle around declaring that he was a ‘pretty little boy’!

Byleth: Are you serious?! Wow… Felix has changed a lot

Rodrigue: He has… so, how has his performance in battle been—

Byleth: His studies are going great - what else would Felix do?!

Rodrigue: W-well! Er… hm, let me think… ah - yes! - this is a good one. Believe it or not, Felix use to love drawing. His art was… not great, but still sweet.

Byleth: Oh great Sothis - what would he draw?

Rodrigue: He liked drawing cats, but what he loved to draw most were pictures of, when they were engaged, my late son, Glenn, and Lady Ingrid. He’d draw photos of them kissing or holding hands, then run around the castle singing songs about them, er, ‘sitting in a tree’—

Byleth: K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!

Rodrigue: E-er… yes! Haha! That’s how it went!

Byleth: Wow, sir, your son has certainly changed! I’m definitely using these stories for later…

Rodrigue: What was that, Professor?

Byleth: O-oh! Er, nothing! So… what were we talking about before?

Rodrigue: …?

—

Byelth: Hey Felix!

Felix: Hey Byleth. So… I’m sorry you had to spend half an hour with my Father

Byleth: …An hour and a half, actually

Felix: Gods! I’m so sorry, Byleth

Byleth: Oh, no! The conference went very well! No need to worry! We enjoyed talking about you…

Felix: …Oh. Well, that’s good—

Byleth: Little baby

Felix: …W-what?

Byleth: It’s my new nickname for you. ‘Little baby’… what do you think of it?

Felix: It sounds stupid. I don’t like it - don’t call me that again!

Byleth: Hehe, sorry

Felix: Good… a-anyway, is that a new necklace? I don’t think I’ve seen you wear that before

Byleth: Oh no… you’re not planning on stealing it, right?

Felix: …What were you and my Father talking about?!

Byleth: About your performance at the academy!

Felix: Are you sure?!

Byleth: I am! I would never lie to you, would I?

Felix: Then answer me this - what were you and my Father talking about?!

Byleth: …

Felix: Well?!

Byleth: … … …About your songs and art

Felix: …

Later that evening, Felix penned a very, very, very angry and spiteful letter to his Father.

…In other words, it was a normal evening for the Fraldarius heir.

And a fun day for Byleth and Rodrigue.

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[sara-scribbles]

From Almyra

Claude/F!Byleth Fandom: Fire Emblem Three Houses Word Count: 2,716 Note: Just something I've been working on for awhile. I like the idea that Claude wrote letters to Byleth. Warning(s): None

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“So you’re really leaving?” she asks. 

Claude sighs. “I have some things I need to take care of first.” His gaze softens as he gazes at her face. “I promise I’ll be back. Plus you’ll have your hands full, your highness.”

She gently holds his hand in her own. “Be safe.”

“You don’t have to worry about me.” He gives her a playful wink. “I actually have something for you.” Rummaging through one of his packs, he pulls out a tightly bounded stack of letters.

The weight of them surprises her as he hands them over. “Light reading material before bed?”

“During the five years you were gone, I wrote letters.” He rubs the back of his neck. “It was something I did so when you came back, you’d be able to catch up on everything you missed.” She glances at the stack trying to count how many there were. “Seteth has the rest,” he adds.

“Rest?” Just how many are there she wonders.

Claude mounts his wyvern. “Read them when you miss me, Byleth.” Giving her a salute and a grin, he flies off. 

She chuckles as she watches him vanish into the distance. Returning to her room, she places the stack of letters on her night table. Breathing deeply, she goes into the meeting where a pile of work greets her. Her new advisors are already gathered with requests on their lips.

“First call to order…”

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It’s a few days before Byleth finally gets around to reading Claude’s letters. Sitting in bed, she carefully unties the bundles. Each envelope is dated on the front. Breaking the seal off the first letter, she starts to read.

Imperial Year 1181 25th of the Ethereal Moon

Hey Teach, it’s been exactly a year since you disappeared. When do you plan on coming back? Maybe tomorrow? Well, when you do decide to come back, let me know. Send me a signal so I can pick you up! Things have changed a lot here.

Can you believe I’m now the official leader of the Leicester Alliance? My old man...well he’s gone now. Probably for the best with this war going on. Though Lorenz doesn’t think I’m fit to be leader; but he's always thought that.

Speaking of Lorenz, he’s gone back home to help his father. All the Golden Deers have gone home. The war has forced everyone to separate so they can help their families. Well maybe except Hilda. She’s probably living it up at home with no work to do. Though I wonder how much time she can get off with her brother around…

Anyways, when you decide to come back, I’ll be waiting.

Imperial Year 1181 18th of the Guardian Moon

Who knew running the Alliance would be so much work. The nobles are always calling meeting after meeting. It gets tiring that I just want to nap. 

I’m starting to sound like Linhardt… 

These meetings are supposed to help with strategizing but all they do is argue. Count Gloucester is one of the most vocal during these meetings.

I’m pretty sure he’d betray the Alliance if he could. Lorenz isn’t his father, but he follows his orders... Hopefully the Count will stay placated until my plans come to fruition. It’s a waiting game, this war. The princess, or I guess I should call her the emperor, is taking over land after land. I don’t know what happened to Dimitri, but from the news we’ve heard, the kingdom is in turmoil.

Here I am talking about war to you. This must be really boring to read. How’s the weather where you are, Teach? Are you resting well?

Imperial Year 1181 1st of the Pegasus Moon

Apparently the turmoil in the Holy Kingdom has reached its boiling point. The royal family has been overthrown. Faerghus is now supporting the Empire. Sounds like a lot of scheming went on. I’m not sure who she is, but a woman named Cornelia seems to be behind all this. I wonder what happened to his highness…

I’m doing the best I can for the Alliance, but the nobles don’t really see what I’m trying to do. This war, it’s not good. And right now I don’t want to bring us into it. It may be selfish, but it’s the best course of action. What would you do, Teach? You’ve always been a woman of action. Yet you always acted with careful thought.

Your guidance would be a wonderful thing right now. But don’t worry, my mind has already come up with a number of strategies. Hopefully these will last until this war ends.

Imperial Year 1181 6th of the Lone Moon

There are times I think back to our academy days. I remember our first meeting like it was yesterday. I’ll admit, I didn’t think much of you except that you might be of use to my plans. Who would have thought how much things would change in such a short time. You led the Golden Deers without hesitation or looking back.

I admire that about you. Always looking ahead. I’ve told myself to look forward. To look forward to the future I imagine. That’s what's fueled me for so long. The future I imagine seemed possible with you leading us. Though you’re gone at the moment, I still believe that my ambitions can come true. And you’ll be back to see it all.

Lorenz has already started to believe you won’t return. But I can’t. You’re a fighter, Teach. And one small drop won’t keep you down forever. I can feel it. You’re out there somewhere waiting to come back.

When you do, we should have tea together. I can catch you up on everything going on.

Imperial Year 1182 31st of the Great Tree Moon

There’s one person you have to meet. Make it two. But one of them is Judith, the Hero of Daphnel. She doesn’t care about status or wealth. She cares about the people. That’s more than I can say for some of the Alliance nobles.

Still she’s always calling me ‘boy’ even though I’m not a kid anymore. Yeesh, can’t she just call me by my name like everyone else? Well she calls Lorenz ‘Gloucester boy’ so I guess it’s not so bad.

Imperial Year 1182 13th of the Harpstring Moon

War talks can get rather long and tedious. Some of the nobles want to go to war while others are more hesitant. There are those who don’t fear the power of the Empire. And those who do but see it as a way to pick the winning side if all else fails. What to do?

I don’t plan on losing. I’m sure Edelgard knows that since she’s been careful around our territory. Unlike before, these aren’t mock battles that we can turn around and laugh about later.

Imperial Year 1182 11th of the Garland Moon

Is it strange I don’t have faith in the gods? It’s not that I hate them or anything like that. It’s more that I rather have faith in myself. Having faith in my own abilities means I have control over what happens. If something goes wrong I only have myself to blame. And if something goes right, well, it was by my own hands. 

You’re probably wondering why I’m bringing this up all of a sudden, right? I happened to see Marianne in prayer a few days ago. Her father was here for a meeting and she came along. Seeing her so deep in her prayers made me wonder.

Imperial Year 1182 21st of the Blue Sea Moon

Did you ever want to just run away from a situation? Just go somewhere far away where no one knows you? But would that actually solve your problems? What if in the new place you face the same problems? What if there’s no escape no matter how far you run?

What would you do then?

Imperial Year 1182 16th of the Verdant Rain Moon

Was my last letter strange? Sorry about that. Sometimes I find myself too deep in my own thoughts. But you understand this, Teach, right? You don’t have to answer any of those questions right away. But I look forward to hearing your thoughts.

Imperial Year 118 20th  Horsebow Moon

Happy birthday, Teach! Too bad we can’t celebrate it with a big party. You wouldn’t let us do it last time either, but I had a whole plan for your next. Don’t worry, I promise to throw you a party for every year you’re not here. Who knows, maybe we’ll be partying all year?

I sincerely wish you the best, Teach. You deserve it.

Imperial Year 1182 10th of the Wyvern Moon

It’s getting cooler now. The light doesn’t last as long. The meetings continue to drag on and on. Most of the nobles just like to hear themselves talk.

Imperial Year 1182 18th of the Red Wolf Moon

With winter coming, it seems that the Empire has stopped its movement. At least this will give us sometime to discuss a better plan. We argue about the same things every day. Perhaps I could join the war, but the timing isn’t right. You know me, Teach. If the timing isn’t right, I can’t put my plans in motion.

Imperial Year 1182 25th of the Ethereal Moon

It’s strange. Today is the founding of Garreg Mach, and yet that isn’t the reason I remember it. I’m reminded of your lessons and tea times. The numerous times you kicked everyone’s butt in training.

Another year is ending and a new one will start soon. Hope you’re doing well wherever you are, Teach. Here’s to another year.

Imperial Year 1183 3rd of the Pegasus Moon

Today is Hilda’s birthday, which she decided to remind me of since I forgot last year. She’s not going to have a party, though I don’t think she minds. Even with all the free time she has, she spends a lot of it avoiding her brother since he wants her to work. She at least likes the gift I got her.

I sometimes wish I could have a day to myself. But it doesn’t seem like that will be happening any time soon.

Imperial Year 1183 9th of the Harpstring Moon

It’s been a busy couple of months since I last wrote. As the war drags on, we have to consider those who are impacted the most. The people can only hold out for so long. Transport of supplies has been slow due to the conflict. The Empire has renewed their attacks and inch closer to the edges of the Alliance every day.

But of course we can’t seem to come to an agreement on most things. At least they have decided to send aid to the people who are being affected the most. It’s a start.

Imperial Year 1183 28th of the Blue Sea Moon

With all the work, I forgot about my birthday until now. It’s a little late, but there are more pressing issues. I still have the gift you gave me for my birthday. Nothing too exciting happened. I’m sure you would've thrown me a great tea party. 

Maybe next time?

Imperial Year 1183 31st of the Wyvern Moon

It’s fall already… Sometimes looking up at the stars, I can forget everything. My dreams, worries, and problems seem small compared to the vastness of the sky. Regardless of where we are, the stars will always be the same. Bright, twinkling balls of energy.

Imperial Year 1184 1st of the Guardian Moon

Nothing to report! Hah, did I get you? 

I sometimes find myself thinking about the academy days. They were simple times where our biggest worries were passing. Seems like forever ago doesn’t it, Teach?

Imperial Year 1184 15th of the Lone Moon

What am I going to do with Count Gloucester? It’s only speculation on my part, but he’s changed his tune. It was an offhand comment on how this war might be better for us.

Those who benefit from war are always the nobles. Those who are well off already tend to remain unscathed. It’s not unheard of for nobles to switch sides if they think it will benefit them. I’m not saying Lorenz’s father would do such a thing, but one has to wonder…

Imperial Year 1184 22nd of the Garland Moon

It’s been raining most of the month. I guess they don’t call it the rainy season for nothing. I’m going on a trip in a few days. Can’t tell you where I’m going yet, but hopefully it’ll help with the war. 

Knowing you, you’d be worried about me going off on my own. I’ll be fine. I promise I’ll tell you all about it when I can.

Imperial Year 1184 8th of the Horsebow Moon

Did you miss me, Teach? My trip was somewhat successful. Though some of it didn’t go as planned. Have you ever met someone so stubborn in your life? He might be old, but he is still pigheaded…

Anyways, I’ll tell you more about it later.

Imperial Year 1184 27th of the Ethereal Moon

Not much going on. With winter, the Empire slows their movements. I wonder how their people are doing with this war? Based on my intel, the Holy Kingdom’s people are not doing so well. I guess it’s to be expected with power hungry people ruling. Still no sign of the prince, though I doubt he’s dead. Dimitri is made of stronger stuff.

It’s almost been five years since we last saw each other, Teach. I’m not sure if you’d recognize me now. I’ve grown a lot. But I still think I’m the same Claude as before, just with a shinier title.

When we meet up, you have to tell me where you went and what you did. I look forward to our reunion.

Imperial Year 1185 13th of Garland Moon

It’s Lorenz’s birthday as he was so kind to remind me. I didn’t have time to plan a special gift for him, so I gave him a regular gift. The way he opened my present so carefully, you would’ve thought I put a stink bomb in there or something. He seemed pleased enough with the gift, and I even avoided a long winded lecture.

Oh, it’s raining again.

Imperial Year 1185 22nd of the Verdant Rain Moon

Sometimes I forget how beautiful the world can be. And then nature decides to remind me. I saw a double rainbow while flying. Some say it’s a sign of luck from the gods. You know how I feel about gods, Teach. 

Still it was a sight to behold. And for a second I felt happy. It was fleeting, but it reminded me of what I’m fighting for. I want everyone to be able to enjoy the wonders of nature together free from prejudices and worry.

Sounds really sappy now that I read it aloud. But it doesn’t change how I feel. My dream remains the same.

Imperial Year 1185 25th of the Red Wolf Moon

In a month, we’ll be having our reunion. I’m sure you’ll be there, Teach. You’re never one to disappoint. And when we finally get together, there’s a lot I need to tell you. 

There’s a lot I can’t say in these letters because I need to see your face. I promised myself that I would tell you the truth. No more hiding behind schemes. Though I guess I never could hide from your sharp eyes.

Imperial Year 1185 26th of the Ethereal Moon

It’s only been a few minutes since the new day. Yet, I can’t sleep. Not after finally seeing you again. 

I started writing these because it meant you would read them someday. It became a habit to write to you when something came to mind. Even when I didn’t have time, I would compose letters in my head. But now that you’re here, I guess I don’t have to write these any more.

I’m not sure when I’ll give these to you since it seems like things are moving quickly. But I’m glad you’re here. Once we have a moment of rest, I want to tell you something. Until then, we’ll focus on the battles ahead. 

Together we can carve out the future.

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