#dimitri alexandre blaiddyd x original character

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I posted 5,958 times in 2022

That's 3,832 more posts than 2021!

28 posts created (0%)

5,930 posts reblogged (100%)

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I tagged 111 of my posts in 2022

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#fe16 - 9 posts

#fire emblem three houses - 8 posts

#rodrigue achille fraldarius - 5 posts

#hubert von vestra - 4 posts

#fe3h fanfic - 4 posts

#felix hugo fraldarius - 4 posts

#rodrigue birthday bash - 4 posts

#rodrigue fraldarius - 4 posts

#fire embelm three houses - 3 posts

Longest Tag: 61 characters

#tall quiet redhead in a polo shirt the color of byleth's hair

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Glenn Fraldarius, Original Female Character(s), Dedue Molinaro, Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, Rodrigue Achille Fraldarius, Garreg Mach Students (Fire Emblem), Felix Hugo Fraldarius, Sylvain Jose Gautier Additional Tags: Time Skips, Post-Time Skip, War, Blood and Injury, Fire, Burns, Angst Summary:

Glenn Fraldarius did not die. This is the story.

13 notes - Posted May 10, 2022

#4

Fire Emblem Engage is coming

Here I sit, in my little corner with a party hat and noise maker. Yay! New Fire Emblem

The rest of the world: my favorite is missing, I hate their art, this is a remake of 4. Coke/Pepsi or Toothpaste? We don’t like it.

Me: I’m going to love it. I will play it. It is so cool.

18 notes - Posted September 13, 2022

#3

Headcannon thought: Hubert leaves dead assassins on Byleth’s doorstep once a month.

Comparing him to a cat that gifts their owner dead animals all the time. 

20 notes - Posted October 3, 2022

#2

I really liked your Seteth x Reader fic. Do you think Seteth considers his "true" name to be Cichol and that it would be more emotional for him to be called such, or do you think Seteth is his chosen name and that he prefers being addressed by this name at this stage in his life?

In my humble opinion, Seteth's given name being Cichol is certainly special to him. Throughout the many years, hundreds if not a few thousand, he recognizes that as his calling and only name. At that point in his life he considers Cichol to be his “true” name. The name given him when he was born. The name that he grew up with in his family, arguing with and being rowdy, rough housing with his brothers. The name his beautiful wife called him and filled him with joy whenever he heard her say it. It has so much emotion and feelings tied to its use.

Then, as sometimes it happens with beings that live extremely long lives, it behooves them to get lost within the rabble, take on a new name, a new location, and a new identity. The humans he lives among do not live for even a hundred years. Eventually they would discover a few of his secrets, notice that he is different. Humans do not understand that which is different. Different is wrong, misunderstood and feared. That which humans fear is hated and destroyed. Before things reach that point, he must disappear, and reappear in another place, reinvented.

This would be easy for a man on his own, however he has been blessed with a daughter. A daughter who fought alongside in a great war, suffered great injury and was in a restorative sleep for many, many years. He is her only protector. For her he will do anything that is necessary to guard her and her wellbeing. He would sequester himself away from all mankind, living on a distant seashore with only the birds and wild animals to keep him company to keep his only child safe in his care while she sleeps.

As we meet Seteth (as he calls himself currently) he poses as brother to his own daughter. It was his opinion that they would blend in more easily than if he were to say she is his daughter. For the security and safety of his daughter, he prefers the name Seteth. The location, at the church, surrounded by the history that shared of Saint Cichol, he knows how dangerous that could be. Kidnap Flayn, and the evildoers could possibly have a genuine bona fides Saint playing on their team.

As an act of great faith, trust and deep love with another person, it is possible that he would reveal his “true” name to another, to only be used in a manner of utmost confidentiality and only between the two of them. (plus Flayn/Cethleann).

I hope this answers your question. Thanks for asking! (off the record, I think it would be extremely romantic for him to tell his beloved that they may call him Cichol. The trust, the love, must surely be immense for him to agree to that!)

27 notes - Posted January 7, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

advice for teen authors?

First: do what you love, love what you do. Write for yourself first and foremost. If you write and do not like it or even hate it, how can you expect anyone else enjoy it?

Write. Write a lot, write all the time. Write good stuff. Write great stuff. Write things others won’t like. Write for yourself. Write in different styles. See what types of writing you feel most comfortable with.

Read. Learn from reading. Study other writers. Read books about your favorite subjects, remember those writers know how to get their work published. Reading gives insight as to how writers develop their characters, their plot. How to pace a story. How do they end a story? How do they begin it?

Develop your skills of observation. What happens when you eat a piece of toast? Sight, sound, smell, touch, feel, emotion, physical attributes, everything. Use all of your senses when writing, it brings your words to life. Keep notebooks and diaries about what interests you. What may have been a strange thought in your head before bed last week can suddenly be turned into a pivotal point in your next story.

Travel. See the world. Write it down as you go. Every single time I have traveled to someplace new, I buy a new notebook, filling it with the experiences. I write about things happening, people I have met, someone or something looking unusual. I make notes about something said that caught my attention, how someone saw a different side to things. While you are at it, take photos. Tons of photos. I take pictures of everything, a building, the sidewalk, marks on the walls, interesting carvings above a doorway.

There are a million resources available on the internet. Subscribe to some writing idea and writing improvement tumblrs, ones to help with writing better, follow blogs giving you ideas, look into those writing tips provided. I’ve reblogged quite a few different great blogs in the past. Don’t overwhelm yourself. Small steps forward lead to the greatest improvements.

Find friends, seek help from experts, take classes. Learn more about writing. Join a discord server where other people write stories like yours. Improve your vocabulary. Dictionaries & thesauruses are wonderful. Powerthesaurus.org is amazing. It can give definitions synonyms antonyms, thesaurus results then suggests words, phrases and idioms.

Talk to people. Maybe you are shy or introverted. Perhaps you can speak with someone in your own family? My grandmother shared so many stories of her youth, things were very very different at that time. I wish that I could have published her biography, she lived through so many different events. Some of her stories have become part of my stories. It makes me happy to the point of tears that I can include her stories as part of my own.  

Being a teen is hard. Go easy on yourself. Write. Maybe you will keep writing. Maybe you will take a break for 10 years and come back to it. That's fine. There are a million other things I would love to tell you that I've learned or found interesting that perhaps may be useful to you as well.

67 notes - Posted October 26, 2022

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oh, to be alone with you

Fandom: Fire Emblem Three Houses

Pairing: Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd x Isabelle Flores / Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd x OC / Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd x Reader

Rating: General Audiences — Fluff, Mild Hurt/Comfort

Isabelle and Dimitri finally have a calm moment alone within the chaos of the war.

Note: Though this is set up as a Canon x OC fic, there are no physical descriptions, so this could also pass as a Canon x Reader fic. Feel free to use a Chrome/Firefox extension like InteractiveFics to change “Isabelle” and the she/her pronouns to those of your choosing.

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Isabelle hummed quietly as she rifled through her collection of tinctures, trying to find the exact ones she needed. Almost two weeks ago, Dimitri had been injured in a skirmish against Imperial troops. The wound wasn’t life-threatening, but still required cautious care and numerous stitches. Today, Dimitri asked her to remove them—though really any of the healers at the monastery could complete the task just as well.

Isabelle, of course, accepted. She enjoyed the calm routine that medical work brought and, in this case, the quiet intimacy it offered with Dimitri.

The importance of their war duties meant that they could hardly have a spare moment for themselves, let alone each other. The war had spread them both thin, the ever-present strategy meetings and wounded soldiers in need of care caused them to seek one another out in the small pockets of time they could manage. For the past moon they had just enough time for short conversations during mealtimes and fleeting kisses in empty monastery corridors. It was tiring, and they were both thankful for this moment of reprieve.

While she continued her search, Dimitri was patiently waiting on the edge of Isabelle’s bed, taking in the scenery of her small room. He had visited her quarters a handful of times prior to this, but none of the encounters had ever lasted for very long. As a result, he still wasn’t used to how much of her was present in the small space.

Dimitri’s eye wandered to the various herbs growing on the windowsill and drying on the walls, their presence making a pleasant floral scent flow throughout the room. The fragrance always stuck to Isabelle’s clothing and never failed to calm Dimitri whenever he came across it.

Slightly smiling to himself at the thought, his attention shifted to the plethora of medical and magical equipment she kept. Her mildly disorganized shelves were full of various potions and balms meant to cure almost any ailment imaginable. The sheer number of them was almost puzzling.

Does she really have the time to use all of them?

“Ah! Found it,” Isabelle’s soft exclamation broke Dimitri out of his roaming thoughts. His gaze followed her as she made her way over to him, arms full of supplies.

She set her collection on the nightstand and moved to stand between Dimitri’s legs, “Alright, let's take these off.”

Her hands reached for his shoulders and made quick work of removing Dimitri’s large cloak, letting it fall in a pool behind him. He followed her lead, his fingers working to undo the clasps attached to his gauntlets.

Despite his attempts to conceal the movement, his hands were slightly shaky as he attempted to loosen the buckles. He wasn’t yet accustomed to having someone so close and regarding him so gently, least of all Isabelle. Even after the time they’d shared since confessing, he was still a mess when it came to her.

He figured he always would be.

The pair continued to move in tandem to finish removing Dimitri’s armor. The small clinks of metal-on-metal as each piece hit the floor were the only sounds that filled the otherwise quiet room.

When the final piece of armor was shed, Isabelle broke the silence between them with slight hesitation in her voice, “Now... your sweater.” Before Dimitri could respond, she quickly busied herself with organizing and sanitizing her tools, trying to give him a semblance of privacy.

Isabelle’s suddenly apprehensive state was nonexistent in her usual procedures. Her method of care had always been straightforward, and she had seen far worse on other soldiers than a simple bare, unbloodied torso.

Excessive modesty was not a problem when it came to her medical work. However, this was completely new territory for the pair. She’d hardly seen Dimitri out of his armor, let alone without portions of clothing.

Nevertheless, it wasn’t his state of undress that her mind was preoccupied with.

Really, Isabelle was worried about the vulnerable position Dimitri placed himself in when he asked her to remove his stitches. Past encounters meant she was already privy to his hesitation in revealing his scars to her. She clearly recalled the time she’d offered to examine his eye a few moons prior. He hastily declined—something that seemed out of place at the time.

Eventually Dimitri confessed his, admittedly unfounded, fear of her being judgemental of the copious battle scars he possessed—the permanent reminders of his darkened past.

Despite Isabelle’s own collection of scars and most sincere reassurances, he had yet to reveal them to her. Until today.

In a different time, the situation would simply be a mildly embarrassing encounter, quickly brushed off after a few awkward moments and shy glances. Though of course, their shared experiences over the past six years had tarnished that lighthearted possibility.

As Isabelle busied herself with cleaning a small pair of surgical scissors, Dimitri timidly removed the thick black sweater he wore under his armor. He shivered as his skin was revealed to the cold air of the room, almost tempted to pull his cloak around himself while Isabelle worked. However, she pulled over her wooden desk chair and placed herself in front of him before he could decide.

Though they were directly facing one another, neither person dared to glance at their partner—unspoken words tense in the air between them.

After what felt like an eternity, but was really only a few seconds, Isabelle was the first to look up. Her eyes finally took in the myriad number of scars littering Dimitri’s upper body.

Some were more substantial than others, with the largest one being a jagged white streak across the left side of his ribs. Others, like the few crossing the backs of his hands, were extremely small, almost to the point of invisibility.

Dimitri sat still, expression neutral under Isabelle’s scrutinizing gaze. She gently grasped his scarred hand in her own, causing him to lock eyes with her.

Slowly reaching up with her free hand, she lightly held his cheek, her thumb running just under the cloth of his eyepatch. Dimitri relaxed into her touch as his visible eye closed. He let out a small, contented sigh as she continued to caress his cheek.

She almost didn’t ask, but a short wave of boldness prompted her to murmur, “You don’t have to show me, but can I see this too?”

A beat passed, and Dimitri removed his hand from hers. Isabelle’s skin prickled and she retracted her hand, fearing she’d overstepped.

Her panic immediately dissipated at the sight of Dimitri reaching up to untie the small piece of fabric. He slowly pulled the black patch away, finally revealing to her the damage beneath it.

The scar was an uneven red, running diagonally from just under Dimitri’s brow bone to below the outer corner of his eye. The eye itself was still intact, the only visible damage a hint of cloudiness across his iris.

Isabelle inched closer, hand still raised, almost as if asking permission. He reassured her, “It’s alright if you wish to touch it. It’s no longer painful.”

Again, she rested her hand against his cheek. His eyes slowly closed, letting her have an unobstructed view.

Using her thumb, she lightly grazed his eyelid. The scar was rough, and looked much larger now that she could see it in its entirety.

“How did you get this?” she probed, wary of breaking the moment between them. Dimitri sighed, his voice wavering, “It happened shortly after my escape from imprisonment. A small group of Imperial soldiers overtook me, and one of their lances caught my eye before I was able to dodge it.”

Isabelle moved to grasp both of his hands in her own, trying her best to soothe him. This was the most he’d ever discussed his past injuries with her, and while she wanted to hear more, his feelings were her current priority.

“Thank you,” she said warmly, lacing their fingers together.

Dimitri’s eyes opened in mild confusion, “You’re... thanking me?”

Isabelle smiled, “I am. I remember how uneasy you were before. So, thank you for trusting me.”

“I’ll always trust you,” He confessed, expression softening.

Her smile widened and she leaned forward, kissing Dimitri just under his right eye, “I’ll always trust you too.”

She hoped her action reflected what she couldn’t find the words to say. I love you. Even through the moments you regret.

“Now, are you ready for me to work on this?” she asked, referring to the bandage still covering his shoulder. Dimitri’s expression widened in mild surprise, taken out of the moment, “Ah, right,” he chuckled at his reaction, “Yes. I am.” Her hands untangled from his, and she slowly began removing the tape holding his bandage in place.

Isabelle worked calmly, the mood between her and Dimitri immediately soothed from their earlier apprehension. She fell easily into the well-practiced routine of sterilizing her hands and the wound, then smoothly cutting the small pieces of thread holding it together.

Using her tweezers, she slowly began to pull each thin stitch from Dimitri’s skin. His face pulled into a slight grimace at the foreign feeling.

“Sorry,” Isabelle murmured.

“It’s alright. It’s just… strange.”

“Do you think you’d ever want to learn how to do something like this?” she asked, trying to distract him. Dimitri chuckled, eyes still focused on Isabelle’s steady hands. “While I’ve gotten a bit better, I still do not think I’m suited for such delicate work,” he paused, “and besides... I like this.”

Under different circumstances his comment would seem strange, but she understood his underlying meaning: “I like seeing the focused look in your eye, the methodical movement of your hands,” and most importantly, “I like that I’ve changed.”

At the start of the war, when he was plagued by survivor’s guilt more than ever, Dimitri would continuously refuse treatment for even the most dire of battle wounds. He would neglect his health until he was on the brink of collapse, forced to begrudgingly seek healing. Over time he became more comfortable with asking for help, something she was definitely thankful for.

Isabelle smiled as she pulled out the final stitches, “I like this too.”

She continued to work in silence, gently cleaning the now unsutured wound with a small cloth. Dimitri intently watched her deft fingers as they placed small adhesive strips to ensure the gash’s closure.

“You’ll need to be careful during training for a little while longer. I still don’t want you to risk it reopening,” she reminded him as she placed a fresh bandage.

“I’ll do my best,” he teased, accustomed to her excessive worry for him.  

She gave him an amused look of mock disapproval and handed him a set of bandages, “And change your dressings at least once a day. Come to me or one of the other healers if it reopens or begins to look infected.”

She stood, ready to put away her supplies, but a pair of arms stopped her. Dimitri’s grasp was lightly wrapped around her waist, loose enough to allow her to pull away if she wished. His face was hidden against her abdomen.

“I’ve missed you,” he mumbled into her dress.

She softened, her surprise quickly dissipated. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders as she hugged him more fully, kissing the crown of his head.

“I‘ve missed you too. But I’m here now, Dimitri.”

Dimitri tightened his hold, her earlier gesture making him bashful. “Would it be alright if I stayed with you tonight?” he asked. ”I wish to stay with you a little while longer.”

Isabelle reached down, gently turning his head to face her. She gazed softly down at him, amusement in her voice, “Is that even a question?”

He averted his eyes, “Well, I didn’t want to be presumptuous and—“ She cut him off, “Of course you can stay. You always have a place here, you know”

He sighed, content, and rested his cheek against her again, “Thank you.”

It was then that Dimitri shivered, still affected by the chill of the room. Slightly releasing her hold, Isabelle reached for Dimitri’s cape and draped it over his bare shoulders, “Here.”

Without missing a beat, he reached to wrap her in the cloak as well, cocooning them together in its warmth. The pair remained in their close embrace, each of them soothed by the others proximity.

“As much as I want to stay like this, I still need to clean up,” Isabelle said, voice muffled by Dimitri’s hair. Dimitri nestled further into her collarbone, reluctant to let her go.

After a moment he finally pulled away, letting Isabelle move to gather her supplies.

While she organized her impromptu workspace, Dimitri began removing the armor covering his lower body. They moved quickly, both of them impatient to be back in the other’s space.

Dimitri completed his task first, and had just enough time to wrap himself back in his cloak before Isabelle followed suit.

Finally finished, she made her way from her crowded shelves back to Dimitri’s waiting form. He started uncrossing his arms, ready to be back in their previous embrace.

Instead of meeting his invitation, she paused at the head of the bed frame and unlaced her boots. Dimitri gave her a mildly puzzled look as he watched her move past him and crawl onto the small bed.

Laying down behind him, she held out her arms, “I know it’s not time for bed yet, but will you still rest with me for a bit?”

He immediately turned to meet her waiting grasp and parroted her earlier words, “Is that even a question?”

“Very funny,” she happily retorted, pulling him in.

Dimitri laid his cape across them as a makeshift blanket, the fur-lined collar lightly tickling their skin.

They quickly found each other, their limbs tangling together as a side effect of the limited bed space and their mutual want to be as close as possible.

“I know I said this before but, I’ve missed you, Belle. I’ve missed being with you. Uninterrupted, I mean.”

Isabelle pushed an untamed strand of hair from his face. “You know I feel the same, of course. At least...” she paused, choosing her words carefully. “When this is over we’ll have time.”

Neither of them wanted to think of the real implications of ending the war, or if they would even be successful in doing so. For that moment they ignored thoughts of opposing forces and the sorely needed reconstruction awaiting them after victory.

They simply thought of having more moments like this.

“I want that. More than you know.”

Isabelle grinned and lightly pressed her lips against his, “I think I have an idea.”

The pair settled against their pillows, noses almost touching and eyes becoming lidded. Before they were completely pulled down by drowsiness, Dimitri broke the silence between them.

“And about my scars...”

Isabelle’s surprised gaze immediately met Dimitri’s calm one. She wasn’t expecting him to return to that subject so quickly.

“Not all of them are shameful,” he continued. Isabelle watched his face with rapt attention, waiting to hear more.

Dimitri smiled wistfully, “There’s one on my back that I received during the tragedy.” He skimmed his hand along her spine, grounding himself. “Even though that was one of the most awful times of my life, one good thing came from it.”

Isabelle reached up and ran her fingers through the hair at Dimitri’s nape, attempting to soothe him. He relaxed under her touch.

“That scar is the reminder of when I saved one of my dearest friends. It causes me to believe that maybe there’s a reason I’m here, whatever that reason may be.”

“I’m glad you’re here,” Isabelle said softly, sincerely.

Dimitri inched forward, gently kissing her, “After everything...I’m glad I’m here too.”

It means I get more time with you.

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I need a break from Ethereal Moon, sooo here I am... talking about my FE3H oc, Balan Eisner!

Her names comes from a demon: in demonology, Balan/Balam "gives perfect answers on things past, present and to come, and can also make men invisible and witty"!

(Images created with picrew, as always!)

Balan one day wakes up in an alley, in a five years old young girl body. What happened to her? She was playing the videogame her best friend gifted her for Christmas!

Basically, she died. Because she wasn't taking care of herself, and starved. What a way to get isekai'ed!

However, no fear: she'll get adopted by the Eisner's!

One fear: will they die?? Like the game?? Well, there will be some major death since the videogame was a war stretegy one!

"AS IF!"

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"Oh, shit. Now I have to protect them all"

So, Balan's new objective and dream is to see a new dawn raising in Fodlan, different from all the endings shown in the videogame!

Okay, i wrote it like this, but it's actually very serious. Also, Jeralt and Sitri will have twins: Byleth and Beleth!

Byleth will teach Black Eagles, Beleth the Blue Lions and Balan the Golden Deer!

There's also romance, because i can't live without romance in my fanfictions. It's slow burn. Very slow burn. At least for the first part, since their at school and they teach their future lovers things - not very romancelike but still, they'll build some trust for later on

I actually don't wanna spoil my story much, sooo i think this is it.

The story's "Ethereal Moon" and it's on ao3 in english and wattpadd in italian!

Here's the link!

[mxmearcstapa-art]

Sketch dump from the last couple days :]

The three are my Dimileth fankids :3

Innogen, the crown princess

Étienne, the aloof

Claire, the crestless

[callmewishful]

Chapters: 10/? Fandom: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Felix Hugo Fraldarius & Original Female Character(s), Felix Hugo Fraldarius/Original Female Character(s), Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd/My Unit | Byleth Characters: Felix Hugo Fraldarius, Sylvain Jose Gautier, Ingrid Brandl Galatea, Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, My Unit | Byleth, Annette Fantine Dominic, Claude von Riegan, Mercedes von Martritz, Dedue Molinaro, Ashe Duran | Ashe Ubert, Rodrigue Achille Fraldarius, Lambert Egitte Blaiddyd, Glenn Fraldarius, Felix Hugo Fraldarius' Mother, Edelgard von Hresvelg, Hilda Valentine Goneril, Caspar von Bergliez, Bernadetta von Varley Additional Tags: Romance, Drama, Canonical Character Death, Minor Character Death, Battle, Minor Violence, Non-Graphic Violence, Eventual Smut, Fluff and Smut, no beta we die like Glenn, Fire Emblem: Three Houses Blue Lions Route, Pre-Timeskip | Academy Phase (Fire Emblem: Three Houses), Post-Timeskip | War Phase (Fire Emblem: Three Houses), Action/Adventure, More tags to be added Summary:

Born a spare to the royal family of Zelshire, Evy Leighton didn't expect much drama for her life. She'd be happy, work a job, raise a family. Attending the Officer's Academy at Garreg Mach was just a fun experience to have before all of that. Little did she know, it would be the experience that completely changed her life.

Felix x OC NSFW content in future chapters and will be marked

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Lost in Space 29

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Clark Kent (Superman) (CONDO 415)

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Kaito Kuroba (HOUSE 149)

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Warrior of Light (Scholar - Winifred “Winni” Relansi) (HOUSE 151)

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Sirin (CONDO 443)

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Shinobu Kocho (APARTMENT 303)

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Azrael (CONDO 417)

Mizi Unipao (CONDO 419)

Roroanoak Barbatos (TOWNHOUSE 219)

Rosa Cervantes (ROSA’S HOUSE [ARCHIMEDES])

 THE OWL HOUSE

Edalyn "Eda" Clawthorne (APARTMENT 350)

 PERSONA

Goro Akechi (TOWNHOUSE 244)

Yusuke Kitagawa (HOUSE 151)

 POKEMON

Raihan (CONDO 458)

 PORTAL

GLaDOS (GLADOS’ HOUSE [FIBONACCI])

 PROMISE OF WIZARD

Mithra (DROPPED, N/A)

 ROT & RUIN

Tom Imura (APARTMENT 354) *BROKEN URL

 RWBY

Oscar Pines (APARTMENT 315)

 SAINTS ROW

Shaundi (CONDO 415)

 SERAPH OF THE END

Mikaela Hyakuya (CONDO 465)

 SONIC

Shadow the Hedgehog (CONDO 402)

 STAR WARS

Ahsoka Tano (APARTMENT 348)

Kylo Ren (APARTMENT 349)

Obi-Wan Kenobi (TOWNHOUSE 207)

The Smuggler (Cyree Bellegar) (HOUSE 148)

 SYMPHOGEAR

Prelati (HOUSE 134)

Saint-Germain (APARTMENT 342)

 TALES OF

Anna Irving (TOWNHOUSE 231)

 TEAM FORTRESS

The Medic (CONDO 434)

 TOKYO AFTERSCHOOL SUMMONER

Protagonist/Wanderer (APARTMENT 322)

 TSUBASA: RESERVOIR CHRONICLE

Fai D. Flowright (TOWNHOUSE 235)

 TWISTED WONDERLAND

Riddle Rosehearts (TOWNHOUSE 225)

Trey Clover (CONDO 446)

 YAKUZA

Goro Majima (CONDO 417)

 YU YU HAKUSHO

Hiei (HOUSE 134)

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Chapters: 9/? Fandom: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Felix Hugo Fraldarius & Original Female Character(s), Felix Hugo Fraldarius/Original Female Character(s), Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd/My Unit | Byleth Characters: Felix Hugo Fraldarius, Sylvain Jose Gautier, Ingrid Brandl Galatea, Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, My Unit | Byleth, Annette Fantine Dominic, Claude von Riegan, Mercedes von Martritz, Dedue Molinaro, Ashe Duran | Ashe Ubert, Rodrigue Achille Fraldarius, Lambert Egitte Blaiddyd, Glenn Fraldarius, Felix Hugo Fraldarius' Mother, Edelgard von Hresvelg, Hilda Valentine Goneril, Caspar von Bergliez, Bernadetta von Varley Additional Tags: Romance, Drama, Canonical Character Death, Minor Character Death, Battle, Minor Violence, Non-Graphic Violence, Eventual Smut, Fluff and Smut, no beta we die like Glenn, Fire Emblem: Three Houses Blue Lions Route, Pre-Timeskip | Academy Phase (Fire Emblem: Three Houses), Post-Timeskip | War Phase (Fire Emblem: Three Houses), Action/Adventure, More tags to be added Summary:

Born a spare to the royal family of Zelshire, Evy Leighton didn't expect much drama for her life. She'd be happy, work a job, raise a family. Attending the Officer's Academy at Garreg Mach was just a fun experience to have before all of that. Little did she know, it would be the experience that completely changed her life.

Felix x OC NSFW content in future chapters and will be marked

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Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Felix Hugo Fraldarius & Original Female Character(s), Ingrid Brandl Galatea/Sylvain Jose Gautier, Felix Hugo Fraldarius/Original Female Character(s), Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd/My Unit | Byleth Characters: Felix Hugo Fraldarius, Sylvain Jose Gautier, Ingrid Brandl Galatea, Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, My Unit | Byleth, Annette Fantine Dominic, Claude von Riegan, Mercedes von Martritz, Dedue Molinaro, Ashe Duran | Ashe Ubert, Rodrigue Achille Fraldarius, Lambert Egitte Blaiddyd, Glenn Fraldarius, Felix Hugo Fraldarius' Mother, Edelgard von Hresvelg, Hilda Valentine Goneril, Caspar von Bergliez, Bernadetta von Varley Additional Tags: Romance, Drama, Canonical Character Death, Minor Character Death, Battle, Minor Violence, Non-Graphic Violence, Eventual Smut, Fluff and Smut, no beta we die like Glenn, Fire Emblem: Three Houses Blue Lions Route, Pre-Timeskip | Academy Phase (Fire Emblem: Three Houses), Post-Timeskip | War Phase (Fire Emblem: Three Houses), Action/Adventure, More tags to be added Summary:

Born a spare to the royal family of Zelshire, Evy Leighton didn't expect much drama for her life. She'd be happy, work a job, raise a family. Attending the Officer's Academy at Garreg Mach was just a fun experience to have before all of that. Little did she know, it would be the experience that completely changed her life.

Felix x OC NSFW content in future chapters and will be marked

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Chapters: 8/? Fandom: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Felix Hugo Fraldarius & Original Female Character(s), Felix Hugo Fraldarius/Original Female Character(s), Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd/My Unit | Byleth Characters: Felix Hugo Fraldarius, Sylvain Jose Gautier, Ingrid Brandl Galatea, Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, My Unit | Byleth, Annette Fantine Dominic, Claude von Riegan, Mercedes von Martritz, Dedue Molinaro, Ashe Duran | Ashe Ubert, Rodrigue Achille Fraldarius, Lambert Egitte Blaiddyd, Glenn Fraldarius, Felix Hugo Fraldarius' Mother, Edelgard von Hresvelg, Hilda Valentine Goneril, Caspar von Bergliez, Bernadetta von Varley Additional Tags: Romance, Drama, Canonical Character Death, Minor Character Death, Battle, Minor Violence, Non-Graphic Violence, Eventual Smut, Fluff and Smut, no beta we die like Glenn, Fire Emblem: Three Houses Blue Lions Route, Pre-Timeskip | Academy Phase (Fire Emblem: Three Houses), Post-Timeskip | War Phase (Fire Emblem: Three Houses), Action/Adventure, More tags to be added Summary:

Born a spare to the royal family of Zelshire, Evy Leighton didn't expect much drama for her life. She'd be happy, work a job, raise a family. Attending the Officer's Academy at Garreg Mach was just a fun experience to have before all of that. Little did she know, it would be the experience that completely changed her life.

Felix x OC NSFW content in future chapters and will be marked

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Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Felix Hugo Fraldarius & Original Female Character(s), Ingrid Brandl Galatea/Sylvain Jose Gautier, Felix Hugo Fraldarius/Original Female Character(s), Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd/My Unit | Byleth Characters: Felix Hugo Fraldarius, Sylvain Jose Gautier, Ingrid Brandl Galatea, Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, My Unit | Byleth, Annette Fantine Dominic, Claude von Riegan, Mercedes von Martritz, Dedue Molinaro, Ashe Duran | Ashe Ubert, Rodrigue Achille Fraldarius, Lambert Egitte Blaiddyd, Glenn Fraldarius, Felix Hugo Fraldarius' Mother, Edelgard von Hresvelg, Hilda Valentine Goneril, Caspar von Bergliez, Bernadetta von Varley Additional Tags: Romance, Drama, Canonical Character Death, Minor Character Death, Battle, Minor Violence, Non-Graphic Violence, Eventual Smut, Fluff and Smut, no beta we die like Glenn, Fire Emblem: Three Houses Blue Lions Route, Pre-Timeskip | Academy Phase (Fire Emblem: Three Houses), Post-Timeskip | War Phase (Fire Emblem: Three Houses), Action/Adventure, More tags to be added Summary:

Born a spare to the royal family of Zelshire, Evy Leighton didn't expect much drama for her life. She'd be happy, work a job, raise a family. Attending the Officer's Academy at Garreg Mach was just a fun experience to have before all of that. Little did she know, it would be the experience that completely changed her life.

Felix x OC NSFW content in future chapters and will be marked