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bestfictionaldivorce · 11 months

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Info dump your A.Us I'd be interested to hear something about them!

Yeahhhhh!

I’ll talk about the ones I’m most excited about rn

*Ghost and Pals x Hatchetfield*

The main characters are all followers of different Lords in Black! Christopher Pierre(Pokey), Nana(Blinky), Kennith(Wiggly), and my Sona(Nibbly) are the mcs and have a loose sorta friendship. No there is no Tinky follower

Emma has been replaced by Emdroid, and Paul has been replaced by Paul23

Henry Elsner and Hannah Foster are incredibly damn similar. Like to a ridiculous degree. Telepathy and all

Nancy Elsner and Charlotte Sweetly are good friends. Nancy thinks Charlotte should get a divorce(she SHOULD but that’s besides the point)

Frances Elsner moved to Clivesdale

Christopher’s parents suck, so Uncle Wiley adopted him. Also he calls Emdroid and Paul23 “Auntie Emma” and “Uncle Paul” respectively

99% of the cast is Trans because I said so

*Fire Emblem Three Houses x Danganronpa*

Byleth(fem) is the Protag, Claude is support 1, Dimitri is support 2, Edelgard is antag, and Rhea is the mastermind

The current confirmed victims are Ignatz, Dedue, and Dimitri

Sylvain, Marianne, Lysithea, Flayn, Hubert, and Edelgard are the current confirmed killers

The survivors are Byleth, Claude, Hilda, Linhardt, Bernadetta, Felix, and Annette. I just couldn’t bring myself to kill Bernie ;-;

Ashe is the only character to die by neither murder nor execution. He dies of an illness he develops after getting clubbed in the head as a distraction while his attacker went to commit murder. He appears to be getting better and in fact comes in useful several times before the illness gets worse without warning and one day Flayn wakes up to realize he’s stopped breathing

Before he died Ashe taught Claude to pick locks

Seteth is being controlled by Rhea at the beginning and is the arbiter of class trials, but when Rhea tries to execute Flayn he betrays her and steps in to stop the execution

He fails and Flayn dies anyway

He joins the students when he realizes how cruel Rhea is

He steps in a second time to stop Byleth’s execution and this time he succeeds, dying in the process

anyway that’s the two I’m most excited abt rn! I hope you liked them!

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findroleplay · 2 years

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hi there, i’m an 18+ fem looking for rp partners!

i’d only like to rp with people also 18+ and preferably over discord. i’m interested in semi-lit or full-lit—i like to write a lot and i’m hoping to find other people who do too! i’m open in terms of themes; i like AUs of all kind, canon & canon divergence plots, etc. i’d love to slide some romance in as well, but it’s not required. i’m also not interested in rping smut right off the bat; i prefer more down the line if wanted so we can get comfy with each other first. i’m super interested in plotting, worldbuilding and character building so if you’re into talking about stuff extensively behind the scenes i’m your gal!

i’m specifically looking for canon x canon fire emblem rp (either fe3h and/or few3h). i’d like to try my hand at byleth, claude, edelgard, sylvain, or hilda specifically, but depending on how the conversation goes i am willing to try others! i’m also open to different ships depending on what we both like.

please drop a like if you’re interested and i’ll reach out!! 💕

#fire emblem rp #fe3h #few3h #rp #roleplay

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hopiufame · 3 years

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Might draw Hubert in those boots later

#fe3h #fire emblem three houses #lil nas x #call me by your name #montero #hubert von vestra #fem byleth #edeleth #edelgard three houses #myart #my art #fire emblem

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shroomystar · 4 years

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Paperwork & chill with the wife

#edeleth #edelgard von hresvelg #byleth eisner #fem!byleth #edelgard #fe3h #fire emblem #fire emblem three houses #fe16 #byleth x edelgard #edelgard x byleth #my art #wlw

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viioletshadows · 5 years

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Another AU

AU where Byleth is basically stuck in a time loop, and they retain all of their memories from the previous routes they played.

After the completion of each route, it always starts over, from the same morning that they meet Edelgard, Claude, and Dimitri, and it slowly breaks them. Everytime they try again and again, to save everybody, to make sure the war never happens, and again and again they fail, and watch everyone they love die.

#might add on later #might make this a Fem! Byleth x Edelgard fic ngl #Byleth running up to Edelgard that fateful morning and embracing her in a tight and loving hug and sobbing into her shoulder #Edelgard #edelgard von hresvelg #edelgard fire emblem #dimitri #dimitri fire emblem #claude #claude fire emblem #byleth #byleth fire emblem

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philliamwrites · 2 years

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The Dawn Will Come {Masterlist}

"I thought I'd come here and one of the Church's healers would just wave their hands to return my memories," you mumble, scribbling a tiny Claude with little, evil horns on his head in the corner of Linhardt's notes. Edelgard looks at you like you've just insulted her whole noble lineage. "That isn't how magic works." You throw your arms up in frustration to emphasise that yes, that's the point. You don't know how anything works in this place, and you doubt Byleth's four pages of lesson plans are going to help.

***

Waking up in a forest without any knowledge of your past and who you are, you join the house leaders of the Officers Academy to search for a way to return your memories.

Unfortunately, the church has different plans for you, and Fate places you in the centre of a cruel game with deadly stakes. It certainly doesn’t help to fall in love with a house leader who is doomed to be your demise.

Pairings: ○ Dimitri x gn! Reader ○ Claude x gn! Reader ○ Edelgard x gn! Reader ○ Yuri x gn! Reader ○ Edelgard x fem!Byleth ○ lots of minor pairings ○

Warnings: canon divergence, fix-it, canon-typical violence, slow burn, subplots, unreliable narraotr, temporary amnesia, lost twin au, original content

A/N: /froths at the mouth/ f-fire emblem three hopes.....

○ ao3 link ○

[01]: A High Destiny

[02]: The Herald of Dawn

[03]: Ties That Bind

[04]: Demands of the Faithful

[05]: Born to Trouble

[06]: From the Beyond

[07]: Here Lies the Abyss

[08]: Secrets of the Forgotten

○ masterlist ○

#fe3h x reader #fe3h x you #fe3h x y/n #dimitri x reader #dimitri x you #dimitri x y/n #claude x reader #claude x y/n #claude x you #edelgard x reader #edelgard x you #edelgard x y/n #fire emblem three houses #fire emblem three houses x reader #fire emblem three houses x you #fire emblem three houses x y/n

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butwhatifidothis · 3 years

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Please...stop reading the damn fic. We get it. It's bad. I was fine with dunking on it at first but the dunking has just kept GOING AND GOING. At this point everytime i see something Regarding Captainwhatever's fic my eyes glaze over since the biggest problen with the fic is "X character is out of character" on repeat.

I'd argue that that's... not really the biggest problem with the fic though.

This is one of the most popular 3H fics on AO3, written by one of the more well-known meta posters of the 3H fandom, and this fic that's influenced so much of the fandom written by someone who has similarly influenced so much of the fandom has blatant

Misogyny (Women have to feel "ugly" even when there's nothing to indicate they do in canon | Canonically strong characters are reduced to being called delicate girls | Adult women are turned into scared little girls just for sympathy (as in, she was literally a fully grown woman but was turned into a teenager -> the priestess in Chapter 32) | Sexual assault is added to female characters who are never stated or implied to have been sexually assaulted | Young adult/Adult women are constantly called “girls” and constantly refer to themselves as “girls” while young adult/adult men are in comparison rarely called “boys” and rarely refer to themselves as “boys” | Older women are portrayed as predators | Women’s lifelong goals/wants being morphed to actually be harmful to them and that their real place should be taking care of family (see: Ingrid) or staying by their lover’s side (see: Fem!Byleth) | Fear and uncertainty are injected into female characters for no reason (see: Edelgard being scared of literally everyone she stands up against) | Young women who don’t stand with the pure lesbian are portrayed as heartless, ditzy bitches and get severely punished (see: Hilda - punishment comes at a later point in the fic I haven’t reached, tho I know it’s there from others))

Misandry (Men are made to be sexual assaulters when they're never implied to be such in canon (Thales) | Men are always made to be the butt of the joke while women are never put in the same position | Men are put in their place every time they defy a woman | Male relationships are always pushed to the side to focus on the “better,” “pure” female relationships | Mlm relationships are given weak excuses as to their exclusion (Ferdi//bert, “I don’t have time to develop this relationship offscreen like I do all of the other relationships in this fic not name EdeI//eth”) | Only men are ever portrayed as unambiguously evil with no nuance whatsoever, while women are always given some sort of reason | Men's suffering is regularly ignored in favor of a woman's suffering)

Ableism (Dimitri is portrayed as always being on the edge of violence, lashing out and breaking things over simple disagreements, saying CrAzY things with no provocation, and only ever pretending to be kind and polite to hide how actually he’s just a violent crazy person | Rhea is portrayed as an angry, obsessed madwoman who only ever pretends to be calm and patient to manipulate everyone around her | Edelgard is portrayed as a weak child pretending to be strong and who really wishes she could be a pure little girl again)

Racism (Claude is immediately suspected of being one of TWS - as in a murderer, torturer, kidnapper, and/or (in this fic) sexual assaulter, and/or working with people who are those things - with it being explicitly said that part of the reason for that was because he was an outsider, meanwhile Dimitri is never accused of such things despite him also being described like TWS are (fake persona, looks as though he's acting, pretending to be nice, trying to butter up to her (from her POV) -> these are not ”red flags” in Edelgard’s mind, only Claude’s behavior is) | Edelgard explicitly says that part of the reason she would have not trusted Shamir was due to her being Dagdan, and that she primarily likes Shamir because she 1) (supposedly) believes the same things Edelgard believes and 2) is friends with someone Edelgard likes - aka, Shamir is "one of the good ones" | the entire underlying message of Nabateans lacking humanity due to not being of the human race | (Chapter 36) Byleth defeating Thales is something that can be literally, genuinely 100% ignored, but us seeing Rhea get a "justified" death threat, Seteth "rightly" getting his face beaten, and Dedue being beheaded by Byleth for attempting to destroy Edelgard's body - all of these bad things happening to minority characters - were all apparently crucial for the reader to know | (Chapter 36) Byleth says she wants to die explicitly because she is mixed (Nabatean and human))

Bigotry against religion (Dimitri (in this fic) is religious and it makes him a zealot | Byleth following the Church makes her lose her humanity and eventually any will to live | Edelgard (in this fic) once being a follower made her grow up thinking she was ugly and unloved | Marianne being a follower makes her think that she should kill herself | Seteth and Rhea - two religious figures - are constantly portrayed as angry, irredeemable monsters | Scared, helpless girls (who were adult women in canon but turned into teenagers by the author) are forced by priests to fight in horrible battles for their religion (see also the misogyny portion))

Fetishization (Edelgard's scars are only for whump porn and not to actually affect her in any substantial way not related to being comforted about them | Byleth’s scars are literally said to “accentuate her beauty” | Edelgard and Fem!Byleth’s love is the very typical “pure lesbian love” trope, with both women being reduced to children with adult faces to make their love seem that much more innocent | Female relationships are always portrayed as pure and loving unless they involve older women such as Rhea, who are portrayed as predatory | Edelgard being given flower imagery that directly relates to her purity and beauty)

Uncritical unhealthy relationships ((Chapter 36) Byleth is only able to become more human if she stays by only Edelgard’s side and will actively degrade as a person without her, with no one being able to help her | (Chapter 36) The Black Eagles will fall apart as a “family” without Edelgard to hold them together because it’s only her that keeps the “family” intact | The Nabateans being nice to Byleth and treating her like family and making her happy is a bad thing, while the Black Eagles never being there for her and talking bad about her behind her back and never interacting with her is a good thing | Byleth always excusing Edelgard’s actions because of “love” | (Chapter 36) Byleth becoming obsessed with Edelgard and wanting absolutely nothing else in life but to be with her is rewarded and portrayed as the pinnacle of love)

^^^ All of that? Is everywhere in this fic. It’s drenched in it. This is what the 3H fandom looks to for their critical analysis. This author is the one people look to get a “better” understanding of not just Edelgard, but all of 3H. Do you know why I harp on Edelgard’s bad characterization so much? Why everyone’s characterization is given such a critical eye from me? Because all of the above is tightly woven throughout said characterizations of them. With all I’ve talked about this fic and the posts I’ve made about it, me and plenty of others have pointed out the deeper, more concerning aspects of it that go beyond the scopes of “wah he wrote Edelgard wrong :(” - there is an extremely consistent tendency of Cap’n to write all of those above things over and over.

And, again, this is one of the most popular fics in the entire 3H fandom. It’s the most popular Edelgard centered fic (by hits - still one of the most popular by kudos). This fic is propped up as meta by Edelstans. This author is one of the cornerstones of Edelgard analysis. A guy writing a strong, fearless woman as a scared, helpless, delicate, pure, innocent, broken flower is who people turn to and who people will turn others to for a “better understanding” of how to perceive Edelgard.

So, forgive me for raggin’ so hard on this dumpster fire of a fic for its frankly shitty as hell depiction of literally everything. Sorry that I don’t like all of the above shit I listed being prettied up and passed around as the pinnacle of progressive and profound writing. Next time when I see something this popular with this many horrible things in it get tossed around as the true, right interpretation of the media it’s based off of, I’ll ignore it like that good girl I apparently oughtta be

#ask #anon #o captain my captain #like sorry for comin' at ya kinda hard nonnie but like. this fic is genuinely trash #but I'm supposed to sit here and think that it's not only good but the CORRECT version of the game and characters #yeah no this shit is garbage

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fandom-meanderer · 5 years

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May I please request a fluffy with a side of angst one shot with Sylvain x Fem!Reader? Where Sylvain secretly loves the reader (didn't confess) but he immediately hates her after he found out that she's pretending not knowing she had a crest. They had a fight and they didn't talk for a month nd he tried to talk to her but the invasion happened and it leave Sylvain heartbroken as they can't find her body. They both reunited 5 years later.

Fluff with a side of angst? Oh dear, I’ll see what I can do.

“(Name)~” Sylvain sang. You giggle as quietly as you could in your hiding spot, clutching a certain letter to your heart. “Come on, you know it’s nice to share.”

“Nope! Not this one, Sylvain!” You tumble out of your hiding spot and make a mad dash for the dorms.

“Hey! Get back here!” Soon, you heard him catching up.

Well, time for a detour.

You jump down the stairs with a new goal in mind, Sylvain just at your heels.

What to do, what to do? There’s only one answer.

You’d die before Sylvain read this letter. You tried to play it off as a silly love letter you had received but, if anything, it was anything but. Inside this letter was a message written to you from your father. Your older brother had just been killed. Leaving you the sole inheritor of the Crest of Timotheos, a crest thought to be long lost in time. You were able to easily dodge Professor Hanneman’s radar, and you had successfully convinced Catherine not to tell anyone of your secret, which she understood and swore on her sword. Before, you didn’t want anyone to know because you knew how jacked up the Crest System is, and you didn’t want to be a part of it in any way. And now...

Good Goddess, you would die if Sylvain found out.

He liked you because you didn’t have a crest, after all.

The irony, right?

Without thinking, you throw yourself into the fishing pond.

“Miss (Last Name)!” Alois runs up to the dock. You swim to the top, a fish in hand.

“Hello, Alois! Nothing to see here, just some midday swimming!” You smile. You watch Sylvain’s shoulders relax as he falls into a full laugh.

“You look like shit!” He shouts. He pats Alois’ shoulder. “Don’t worry, I got this.” Then he turns, his back facing the water, gives a sloppy salute, and falls right in with you.

“Sylvain!” You slap the back of his head with the fish. “Get outta here!”

“You came in here first!” He laughs. “Please don’t hit me with that fish again.”

“Sylvain? (Name)?” Professor Byleth runs up. “What are you... It’s a bit late for a swim, don’t you think?” You and Sylvain exchange a look.

“Nah,” you both shake your head. Regardless, you still pulled yourselves out of the water and apologize to your worried professor. Still, you’d be lying if you didn’t enjoy the sight of this Sylvain. In fact, you might slightly prefer it. You two smile at each other and quickly look away, pink dusting both of your cheeks. Then, you remembered. You shove your hand in your pocket.

‘Gone. Good.’ You looked back to the pond, glad that the piece of parchment dissolved in its depths, a secret well kept.

“Hi, Sylvain!” You run up to him, your usual goofy expression on your face. The two of you stood by the armory, getting ready for a battle. “I know why you’re here, the new Brave collection came out, I’m really interested myself. Which one are you going to get?” Sylvain turns away from you, and after making his purchase, he walks off. You eyebrows furrow and you follow him.

“Sylvain? Hey, Sylvain? Yoohoo,” you dance around him. Finally, you decide to drop the act. “Hey, everything alright?” He stops moving.

“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?” He scoffs. You tilt your head. Then, he pulls out a not-so-wet, or dissolved for that matter, letter.

You could’ve sworn that, right then and there, your entire world came crashing down.

“Sylvain... I can explain.”

“You’ve been lying to us. You’ve been lying to me.”

“No, no, it’s not like that! Just, give me a second, okay?”

“How could you explain this?” Sylvain throws the letter at you. “You either know or you don’t, (Name). And from reading that, it’s clear you know.”

“Wait...” You shake your head. “Why are you reading my stuff anyways?! That’s not your place.”

“That’s not the point, (Name), and you know it.” You know Sylvain. You know what he’s like when he’s joking, serious, happy, sad, and more. But right now? You didn’t know what he was feeling. But you had a pretty good feeling. It’s best to just come clean.

“Well, just like you, I couldn’t give a single fuck about the damned crest system. I’d rather distance myself entirely. So I let my brother handle all that Crest bull shit and told everyone I was crestless. There. There’s your explanation. Happy?” You and Sylvain stood in a tense silence. Then, he shook his head and walked away.

This time, you didn’t follow him.

Gods... How he wished he went back to apologize to you.

Just a month later, Empire troops marched on Garreg Mach.

Sylvain, with lance in hand, walked out of the gates of the Monastery and watched the soldiers come in hoards. Just above head, two pegasus fliers. Ingrid looked down, her expression a mix of worry and fear. She knows as well as everyone that this isn’t going to be a close fight. And next to her, there you were. And unlike Ingrid, your expression already told what was going to happen. As the two fliers landed, the class stood together in a unified front for what may be the last time.

“We can do this... right?” Annette tries to bring the morale up. You laugh, you laugh loud, it was almost maniacal actually.

“Don’t kid yourselves,” you say. “This isn’t going to be a fight. This is going to be a fucking massacre.” Right as you said that, the waves of soldiers charged. You and Ingrid hopped on your pegasi and headed straight into battle. Sylvain and Felix moved opposite of you two, trying to cover more ground.

The battle raged on and on and on. The professors weren’t in sight, and neither were the other classmates. Right now, it was just him and Felix, fending off the heavily armed forces side by side. And after forever, the waves stopped. Sylvain didn’t care if they were killed or if they escaped, but after seeing the mass of bodies and uniforms on the field? Only one person mattered.

“(Name)...”

“What?” Felix looks over to him. “Now you care, huh?”

“Not now, Felix, where is she?”

“She went in the opposite direction, remember? She’s with Ingrid, don’t worry.” Sylvain and Felix spot Dimitri and make their way over just as the other blue lions followed.

“Is everyone here?” Mercedes asks. She looks around. Just before she says anything, Ingrid runs over.

“I can’t... I can’t find (Name)...” she huffs. “There was a student, she was cornered so... (Name) flew over, then I lost track of her.”

“A student? But all of the students were already evacuated,” Ashe says. “The only students who stayed behind are the main battle students, right?”

“Yeah, did you see who it was?” Annette asks. Ingrid shakes her head.

“Well she has to be somewhere, right?” Sylvain speaks up. Annette and Mercedes exchange looks, knowing full well what the most likely outcome is. Sylvain turned to Dimitri. “Hey, Dimitri, you don’t... you don’t think she’s dead right?”

“I don’t think Dimitri’s in a good place right now,” Mercedes warns. Dimitri didn’t respond, he held a far off look. Sylvain shakes his head.

“I’m going to go look for her, you guys do whatever you want, I can’t just leave her here,” and with that, Sylvain climbed onto his horse and moved throughout the field, checking everywhere possible for any sign of you.

Felix sighed, he’d might as well help, prove to Sylvain that there’s no hope. Mercedes and Annette, as much as they didn’t want to entertain the idea, decided to help as well. Ingrid, feeling almost the guiltiest of everyone, took Ashe with her and scanned the field from afar. The only two people who stayed stagnant were Dimitri and Dedue.

It shouldn’t have to be said but... they never found the body.

That gave Sylvain a sense of some hope.

You had to be alive, right? If there’s no body, then that means you’re still alive, right?

...

Right?

But that hope was destroyed.

Five years later, he found you again.

But this time, you donned red.

“Oh, Sylvain, it is good to see you again,” you smiled. You twisted your lance in him. “I see these five years treated you well.” Although it took everything in him, he grabbed onto the lance and tried to pull it out of his chest. A futile effort, but one that made you scoff.

“You betrayed us.”

“No. You just don’t understand yet,” you pulled the lance out of him and backed up. “Edelgard’s calling me. Finish this for me, will you, love?”

“Of course,” Hubert stepped forward, readjusting his glove. “I’ll make this fast, Gautier.”

Hmm... maybe there’ll be an alternative ending? We’ll see.

(Also I’m so sorry if this isn’t what you had in mind anon!)

#Fire Emblem #Fire Emblem Three Houses #feth #fe3h #fe3h x reader #fe3h sylvain #sylvain jose gautier #sylvain x reader #blue lions #ingrid brandl galatea #felix hugo fraldarius #dimitri alexandre blaiddyd #dedue molinaro #annette fantine dominic #mercedes von martritz #ashe ubert #some hubert #request

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crona-gorgon2312 · 2 years

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Happy pride month!!! 2022 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈 [these ships are my some of my favorite and my opinion so don't @me to complain]

[Credit to the artist Arrival-Layne on Devianart]

[Credit to the artist Atomic Red boots]

Hopefully we can live in an world where being gay or seeing gay in media is the normal and homophobic an thing of the past an girl can hope. But this will be the first year I'm out and proud as an lesbian woman ✌️✌️

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steph-writing · 5 years

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Fem Byleth x Claude wedding...? Please

I got this ask a while ago but I needed the F E E L S to do it justice. And I can only hope I did it justice because THIS COUPLE!!!!!! DESERVES!!!!!! THE WORLD!!!!!! 😭😍 And I’m not used to 3rd POV writing so shit if I screwed up my bad lmao enjoy ;)

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“Claude, you will not see the bride before she walks in!” Hilda barks at Claude for what feels like the hundredth time as she catches him trying to sneak in the room where Byleth is getting ready. “Get out of here before I chop off your favorite toy and ruin Byleth’s honeymoon.”

“Now, there’s no need to get aggressive, is there?” Claude tries to laugh it off but it’s clear as day from the way his stance shifts that he’s taking her threats very seriously.

But as he turns to try and make his escape back to the dining hall, a very smiley and a very annoyed Raphael and Lorenz block his exit.

“Hey Claude-”

“What exactly made you think you will marry Byleth dressed like that?” Lorenz interrupts Raphael’s warm-hearted exchange with nothing but sheer exasperation on his voice.

Letting out a deep breath, Hilda drops the axe she was wielding menacingly moments ago and smiles at the guys. “Good, you’re here. Could you please drag Claude’s sorry ass out of here? I need to check on Byleth.”

Not waiting for their reply, she storms off down the hall.

“I just wanted to talk with my fiancée, is that some sort of crime?” Claude tries to sound nonchalant, but it’s to no avail.

“I’m not sure you grasp the magnitude of the event that’s about to unfold!” Shaking his head, Lorenz, motions Raphael to grab Claude and start leading him away as they walk back to his room to finish getting him ready.

“This wedding is not only your joyous and, might I add, much delayed love union with Byleth, but also the joining of two great nations! Fódlan and Almyra were never amicable to each other, but that is bound to change with a romantic union of the leader of our free nation and the King of Almyra. You ought to show some respect and dignity to carry out your duties today!

“Besides, how do you think Byleth would feel if she could see just how little you seem to care to your appearance for today? Oh my, is that sauce I see on your shirt? Claude, this is unacceptable!

“Have you any idea what it would look like if…”

Lorenz keeps talking until they get there, all the way on the other side of the Monastery, but doesn’t seem to realize Claude, thrown over Raphael’s shoulder for good measure, has fallen asleep to the sound of his nagging, and only wakes up when Raphael puts him down non-ceremoniously on the chair while Lorenz hits his closet to find something he deems suitable for Claude to wear for his wedding.

Meanwhile, Hilda deals with something she never expected to see.

“What if he doesn’t show up? Or worse, if he says no? Or that it was all just a joke? What if he doesn’t really love me and this is just an overelaborated prank?”

Byleth is pacing around so fast that Hilda is having a hard time believing her former Professor even has the ability to talk so much and so fast all at once.

“Byleth, will you just calm down?” She storms up to the bride, stopping her at once and proceeding to fix the diadem on her hair.

“But Hilda, I-”

“I know, I know. It all seems very easy until it gets down to it, right? You get all these doubts and uncertainties and it makes you want to run far, far away and never look back.” Byleth nods slowly, biting down on her lip so hard she can almost taste the metal on her blood. “I’ve been there, remember? And you were there to knock some sense into me while I was already getting my wyvern ready to fly away.”

They both laugh softly at the memory. It is true, Byleth can still remember the tears on Hilda’s eyes as she questioned all she and her now husband ever went through and whether she was forcing him into their marriage.

“I was silly for doubting then, and you’re being even more now.” Gently pushing Byleth back to the chair, Hilda grabs some makeup and starts giving her some finishing touches. “My husband is a bit slow on that aspect, we both know that. But Claude’s different. He never hid how much he cares for you, nor how much he loves you.”

Byleth sighs, a small smile tugging the corners of her lips, and Hilda feels a pride tug on her now very pregnant belly. She was making her little boy proud by soothing his godmother at this time of need.

“I was outside kicking him out of here because he couldn’t stand not to see you until the ceremony, you know? He’s with Lorenz and Raphael now, and we both know those two won’t let anything happen to our boy. You can rest assured that he’ll be on that altar, I wouldn’t be surprised if he was already there, honestly.”

“It’s just… there’s so much that could go wrong.”

“Well, it wouldn’t be a Golden Deer wedding if it all ran smoothly. We are quite the troublemakers, Professor.”

Winking mischievously at Byleth, Hilda focuses on finishing her makeup, the ceremony is just around the corner, and everything better be working out because she will not run around to fix everyone’s mess with a belly this big.

But she’d sure as hell make her husband do it.

As Hilda turns around to grab a different lip tint color, Byleth seems to gather her strength and rushes what’s been eating at her from the inside.

“Hilda, there’s something I haven’t told anyone yet…”

Finally, it’s time.

Claude can’t stop fidgeting on the altar, counting the seconds until Byleth walks through the Cathedral’s door. He hasn’t seen her all day, and ever since he came back, he’s tried to hear her laugh at least once a day. But today when he woke up, she was already gone, and the guys were already ready to drag him all around until the ceremony.

He managed to sneak away a few times, but a very pregnant and menacing Hilda blocked his every attempt at seeing his fiancée.

They lived in Derdriu but decided to hold the wedding on the Monastery for several reasons. It was here they shared their first kiss, all those years ago before the battle where Byleth disappeared. It was here where they were reunited, where they shared their first touches, where he heard her cries of pleasure for the first time, where they declared their love for each other… and where he proposed before leaving for Almyra.

He looks around the room and sees all of their friends sitting there, eager to see their union at long last, all happy smiles and teary eyes.

Dorothea, Manuela and Annette are next to the piano, ready to sing the entrance song when Byleth walks in.

Everyone attended, there are Blue Lions, Black Eagles and Golden Deers spread out, sitting next to each other… Claude can’t help but feel proud of his soon-to-be wife.

She really did help create a unified Fódlan, if you look at everyone on this room, you’d never say they weren’t always united.

He wishes, however, that Dimitri and Dedue could’ve been here. Even Edelgard and Hubert… but he knows that they’d be proud of what he and Byleth are accomplishing in Fódlan, and it brings a smile to his face.

Even the Almyrans have showed up for his wedding, some of them even mingling and chatting with the guests from Fódlan – the way it’s supposed to be. Looking at his parents sitting on the end of the front row, he can’t help but feel his heart break a bit.

Byleth doesn’t have any blood relatives left. He knows she still thinks of Jeralt, she told him as much, and every time he sees that forlorn look on her eyes when she visits his grave when they come to the monastery, he swears over and over again that he’ll give her the biggest and happiest family she’s ever seen.

Lorenz shifts next to him, and he notices he’s making room for Hilda to get on the other side of the altar as the maid of honor usually does. He also notices Seteth and Lorenz are quirking their eyebrows at Hilda, which he soon does too when he sees the huge smile that’s on her face.

“What…”

Claude’s question dies on his lips when the huge doors crack open, and the music starts playing.

The sun is shining bright, and it causes a halo of light to surround Byleth’s white dress as she steps on the threshold.

By all the Gods in this world, how is it that she’s looking even more beautiful than usual? Claude asks himself, all else forgotten. There’s a certain… glow on her, he can’t look away. Is it magic? It must be.

As Byleth walks in on Alois’s arm, he only partially notices how the old man is bawling his eyes out. He remembers how emotional he got when Byleth asked him to walk her on the aisle as her father figure. And he’s sure the song the girls are singing is very emotional and has nice lyrics, but he can’t hear them. He can’t see anyone else.

All he sees is Byleth.

All he feels is love.

All he wants is to hold her in his arms and swear before every God and Goddess out there that he will never let her go again, that his life is hers and that he promises to spend eternity making her happier each day.

Her hair cascades down her back in soft curls, the golden diadem crowning her head making her look like a Queen, his Queen. And her dress hugs her every curve, making her look so tempting it should be a sin to walk in a church like that.

When she reaches the altar, he’s dazzled by her smile, by the sheer love that’s on her eyes, a look he’s sure is a clear reflection of his. Claude’s hardly able to spare a glance to Alois when he takes Byleth’s hands in his, but he’s sure the man didn’t notice through all the tears on his face.

Seteth begins the ceremony, a mix of Fódlan and Almyran traditions, and Claude’s sure it must be lovely, but he can’t stop looking at Byleth, and she can’t stop looking at him. It’s only when it’s time for his vows that he finds his voice again.

“I vow to love you, protect you, and stand by you. Now and forever. My anamchara, I will never leave you, for my life is yours and without you I can’t ever be. I never thought I’d need someone as much as I need you, and never have I thought that I’d enjoy sharing so much of myself, my dreams and my life with someone. Thank you for trusting me, for being my friend, for being my teach, and for being my love. I promise to give you all I am, and to be your friend, your lover, and your family. Now and forever.”

Byleth’s eyes are so marred with tears, her voice wavers when it’s her turn.

“I vow to love you, protect you, and stand by you. Now and forever. Finding you was like finding a piece of me I always knew was missing. Thank you for being there for me when I needed someone, for being my shoulder to cry on and the one to make me laugh even in the darkest times. My anamchara,” she says the word with that cute accent that always makes Claude’s heart hammer on his chest, “I love you more than I ever thought it to be possible. I promise to give you all I am, and to be your friend, your lover and your family. Now and forever.”

Claude’s lips quiver at her vow, and as they exchange their rings, both of their hands shake at their overjoyed anticipation of a life together at last.

At the sound of all their friends’ cheer, Claude pulls Byleth against his chest by her waist, and they share the purest of smiles before he leans down to kiss her with all the love he can muster.

Pulling their lips apart, Claude still can’t let go of his wife. Wife. He thinks the word to himself over and over, adoring the feel of it, only to have his thoughts interrupted by her small voice whispering against his neck.

“Claude, I…”

“What is it?” He senses her hesitation and tilts her head up with a gentle finger under her chin. She knows she can tell him whatever, he’ll still be there for her.

“I’m pregnant.”

His smile falters for a moment, but before Byleth can even look away, he breaks out in laughter, and pulls her even closer, lifting her as he spins around hugging her, which is enough for her to loosen up and laugh alongside him, both basking on the joy of the chance of starting their own family.

Today is, without a shadow of doubt, the best day in Claude’s life.

And as they walk down the aisle into their new life, they know they’ll love each other until the end of this world.

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Claudemblems Masterlist

Hello friends! I have created this masterlist to keep track of my works and also to provide you all with an easier way to browse through them! I will be updating it as I come up with new content. I hope this is easy and accessible for all of you. Thank you for checking out my work as always. ^^

Fire Emblem Three Houses

Blue Lions

Ashe Ubert: Morning Kisses | Imagine

Ashe Ubert: S/O with Clammy Hands | Headcanons

Dedue Molinaro: Lessons in Love (and Lances) part 1 | part 2

Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd: Unrequited Love/Reader Loves Linhardt | Imagine

Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd: S/O with Depression | Headcanons

Felix Hugo Fraldarius: Assassin!Reader | Imagine | fem

Felix Hugo Fraldarius: Rescuing Kidnapped Reader | Imagine | fem

Felix Hugo Fraldarius: Depressed Feminine S/O | Imagine | fem

Felix Hugo Fraldarius: Reacting to Sick S/O | Headcanons

Sylvain Jose Gautier: Hidden Corner Kiss | Imagine

Sylvain Jose Gautier: S/O On Her Period | Headcanons

Golden Deer

Claude von Riegan: If I Could Turn Back Time | Imagine

Claude von Riegan: Reacting to Sick S/O | Headcanons

Ignatz Victor: Writer!Crush | Headcanons | fem

Ignatz Victor: Cheering Up Artsy Reader | Imagine

Black Eagles

Bernadetta von Varley: Cheering Up Artsy Reader | Imagine

Caspar von Bergliez: Protecting What’s Mine | Imagine

Dorothea Arnault: Reacting to Fan!Reader | Headcanons | fem

Ferdinand von Aegir: S/O On Her Period | Headcanons

Ferdinand von Aegir: Reader Who is Self-Conscious About Her Scar | Imagine | fem

Ferdinand von Aegir: Reacting to Sick S/O | Headcanons

Hubert von Vestra: S/O On Her Period | Headcanons

Linhardt von Hevring: Tranquil Slumber | Imagine

Ashen Wolves

Yuri Leclerc: Easily Flustered S/O | Imagine

Yuri Leclerc: Ticklish S/O | Headcanons

Yuri Leclerc: S/O On Her Period | Headcanons

Yuri Leclerc: Flirty Reader | Headcanons

Yuri Leclerc: Secretly in Love with Reader | Imagine

Yuri Leclerc: Teaching Reader to Dance | Imagine

Yuri Leclerc: Finding Out Reader Has Dimples | Headcanons

Yuri Leclerc: Domesticity Fluff with S/O | Imagine

Yuri Leclerc: Reacting to Fan!Reader | Headcanons | fem

Three Houses Ships

Sylvain Jose Gautier/Dorothea Arnault: A Stroll Among the Stars | Imagine

Felix Hugo Fraldarius/Annette Fantine Dominic: Holiday Promises | Imagine

Felix Hugo Fraldarius/Annette Fantine Dominic: A Sweet, Small Voice | Imagine

Edelgard von Hresvelg/Hubert von Vestra: By Your Side | Imagine