#marianne von edmund x reader

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Hey, a while back you did a bunch of Genshingirls walking in on their S/O with a body pillow of them. Why don’t we flip the script this time? S/O walks in to see the girls (or guys!) with a body pillow of *them*!

One character I do ask for is Bernadetta.

(Genshin Impact/FE3H) Furina, Ayaka, Yae, Shenhe, Kokomi, Bernadetta, Edelgard, and Marianne with a body pillow of their S/O

The implications of someone making a body pillow of yourself is both hilarious and terrifying.

Furina's eyes go wide once the door opens, leading her to rush something underneath the blanket seeing her S/O.

(S/O) "Hey, I'm ba-...Furina?"

She has her usual smug expression as she dramatically blew a kiss to them.

(Furina) "Ah, welcome back dear! I must say you are home far earlier than I expected!"

(S/O) "Is everything alright? You're sweating a lot."

(Furina) "Ah? This? I just summoned one of my little friends to cool me off is all!"

(S/O) "On our bed?"

...

S/O walked over to them and immediately put their hand on her forehead, stunning her for a moment.

(S/O) "Your face is burning hot! Jeez, no wonder you needed them. Let's get you a change of clothes-"

(Furina) "W-WAIT!"

S/O ripped off the blanket and saw themselves on a pillow, forcing them to make sure they weren't going insane.

Furina for her part was doing her best impression of a tomato, with her two fingers awkwardly tapping the blanket and doing everything in her power to not look them in the eyes.

(S/O) "Why do you...H-How...?!"

(Furina) "L-LISTEN! YOU WEREN'T HOME AND..."

Furina began pouting as she put the blanket up to her face, probably about to explode from embarassment.

S/O was flattered at least, but...who even gave this to her?

(S/O) "Where have you been hiding this whenever I have been home?"

(Furina) "...Closet."

Her muffled voice responded.

Ayaka felt that having a body pillow of her S/O felt so...strange.

It was so weird, who even has this kind of thing of their significant other?!

But...it was not too dissimilar from keeping a picture of them, so maybe....?

Ayaka hides the pillow from everyone, and not a single soul besides her knows about it.

Whenever she was missing them, Ayaka would hold onto the pillow, counting the days until S/O could return.

...Until her door slid open.

(S/O) "Surprise! I'm here early-"

Ayaka's absolutely mortified expression speaks for itself as its inches away from a picture of S/O, pasted onto the pillow.

The two said nothing as they kept unblinking eye contact.

(Ayaka) "...Please don't tell anyone about this."

Yae commissioned an artist that she knows to put S/O onto a pillow.

There was something similar going on with Ei, which gave her this idea to begin with.

Yae put the pillow right smack in the middle of the bedroom and waited for S/O's arrival that night.

She could already imagine their reaction, but why imagine it when you can just see it?

Finally, Yae could hear the door creak open, and her smirk increased tenfold.

(S/O) "Yae, I'm home. Hm, what's that on-"

Yae bursts out laughing when S/O pauses and their face scrunches up upon seeing themselves.

Wiping away a tear from her eye, she greets S/O.

(Yae) "Is something the matter, I thought you'd appreciate me always thinking of you."

(S/O) "Why is it so well drawn?"

(Yae) "I paid someone a substantial amount of Mora to get your likeliness down well, little one.~"

She starts laughing again seeing their exasperated sighing.

Shenhe was gifted a body pillow of S/O, strangely enough by Cloud Retainer.

(Cloud Retainer) "One believes that you would appreciate a reminder of your loved one in physical form. At least, that is what the Traveler has spoken."

And Shenhe not really knowing how ANY human interaction works, took it at face value as well.

After all, Shenhe does feel that strange longing in her heart for S/O, there was at least this nice picture of them to keep her satisfied until now.

S/O eventually comes home to find Shenhe hugging the pillow of themselves in the living room, making them do a double take.

(S/O) "...Shenhe?"

(Shenhe) "S/O. It's good to see you again."

Her eyes slightly narrow.

(Shenhe) "Is something wrong? Your expression is changed."

(S/O) "Is...that a pillow of myself?"

(Shenhe) "Yes. It was a gift from master."

S/O noticed how tightly Shenhe was holding onto the pillow, before they came in, and she proceeded to hug them just as tight.

(Shenhe) "It brings...some comfort when you are not here."

S/O sighed, but gave her a smile.

(S/O) "That's touching...in a weird way."

(Shenhe) "How is a pillow of you weird?"

(S/O) "Hoo boy..."

Kokomi's body pillow of S/O: +1000 Energy

It embarrasses her to no end that the pillow actually boosts her energy.

But if she couldn't cuddle with her S/O, then there was the next best thing!

At least, that was the plan until the real one walked into her hideaway.

(S/O) "Kokomi, I brought some sna-"

She was so tired that she didn't even notice them.

Kokomi has a soft smile, hugging the pillow of them tightly as her shoulders relaxed.

S/O walked up to Kokomi, unsure to call her name again or tap her in the shoulder.

Both would equally startle her, considering.

They would have to do neither, as Kokomi opened her eyes and saw them standing in front of her.

(Kokomi) "AAAGH?! S-S/O?!"

She quickly tried to hide the body pillow behind her before giving up and sighing.

(Kokomi) "I'm...s-sorry."

S/O gave her a smile before hugging her, letting her relax into their embrace.

All the while, respectfully not looking at themselves.

(S/O) "...How long have you had that pillow, Kokomi?"

(Kokomi) "Please don't tease me about that, dear."

Okay, even Bernadetta could admit that having a pillow of her boyfriend/girlfriend was weird.

But...it brought her comfort, and no one really entered her room anyway, so who cares?

It's not like anyone was gonna see it.

She holds onto the pillow like a lifeline, sighing in content.

(Bernadetta) "Oh, Pillow S/O, thank you for bringing me comfort in my times of need..."

(S/O) "...I don't do that?"

(Bernadetta) "Of course you do! Like nothing el-"

She realized that it spoke up, and slowly turned behind her.

(S/O) "...H-Hi."

Bernadetta was completely frozen in place, eyes widened in absolute terror.

(S/O) "Please tell me you didn't get Ignatz to draw that for you-"

(Bernadetta) "I-IT WAS A GIFT, I SWEAR!"

(S/O) "I'm...not sure that's any better, sweetie..."

It was absolutely disgraceful to Edelgard to have a pillow of her S/O!

The Emperor of Adrestia needs to have more tact than...whatever the hell this was.

But at the same time...she didn't have the heart to throw it away.

She instead keeps it, but WELL out of sight of anyone that could find it.

Honestly, Edelgard would rather a thief find her gold than this pillow.

Unfortunately for her, someone worse found it.

(S/O) "Edelgard, is my clothes in the closet? I can't seem to find my jacket."

(Edelgard) "Hm? Oh yes, it should be-"

Her eyes shoot wide open as she quickly spins around, and rushes to the closet door.

She slammed it shut, giving S/O a panicked look.

(S/O) "WOAH! W-What's gotten int-"

(Edelgard) "B-BY THE EMPEROR'S DECREE, I FORBID YOU FROM OPENING THAT DOOR!"

As if on cue, the door instead fell over to the side from Edelgard's strength, and out flopped the body pillow of S/O onto the ground.

(S/O) "..."

(Edelgard) "..."

Marianne truthfully didn't even want this body pillow.

It was gifted to her by Raphael, and she couldn't say no.

The picture portraying S/O was tasteful and quite well drawn, but who keeps a picture of someone they love on a pillow?

It just felt extremely awkward, and Marianne did not want to deal with it.

She was in her room with Hilda, not sure what to do.

(Hilda) "Wow, okay that's kinda creepy. But sweet too, in a weird way!"

(Marianne) "I suppose, but it seems rude to throw it away if it's so well crafted."

(Hilda) "Iunno. Maybe hang it on a wall? It is a picture after all!"

The door to her bedroom opened, and both of them saw S/O enter.

(S/O) "Hey Mari-...Oh, Hilda! What are you doing in here?"

(Hilda) "Heya. Just trying to figure out what to do with this gift."

(S/O) "What gi-....Oh."

All three of them stared at the picture, unsure what to do.

(S/O) "Um...did you?-"

(Marianne) "I did not make this..."

(S/O) "O-Okay good..."

(Hilda) "Well whatever you guys decide to do, just don't let Claude se it!"

Marianne and S/O gave each other an awkward glance, putting it gently into their closet and deciding it'd be best to figure that out later.

They forgot about it, and Marianne gets jumpscared by the pillow of S/O sometimes.

A/N: OH MY GOOOOD IT'S SO NOSTALGIC WRITING FOR 3H AGAIN

[frickingnerd]

first kiss with marianne

pairing: marianne von edmund x gn!reader

tags: fluff, established relationship

you had been dating marianne for a little while now, but never got further than holding hands with her

you knew she was nervous about dating someone, so you didn't want to overwhelm her

but you realized that there probably would never be the perfect moment to kiss her, that you had been waiting for all this time

you were always surrounded by people in the monastery and you knew marianne would be too flustered to kiss you if there was a chance of being caught

so, you decided to stop waiting for the perfect moment to be alone with her and instead create it yourself! 

on friday night after class, you invited marianne to your room to hang out together

she refused at first, too flustered to be alone with you, in your dorm room nonetheless, but after some convincing she gave in and went along with you

as you reached your room, you asked her to close her eyes for a moment, which only made her more nervous, but she agreed

for a few moments she stood in your room, hands in front of her eyes, just listening to you running around the room

once you finally told her to open her eyes again, marianne finally saw what you had been doing the last few minutes

you had closed the curtains and there were candles spread all over the room, lighting up the darkness

you carefully approached her, a smile resting on your lips

"i hope you don't mind all of this… i wanted to make things a bit magical for– well, for our first kiss!" 

marianne's cheeks turned red as you mentioned the kiss, but you quickly eased her worries

"don't worry! if you're not ready, then i won't force it now. i can always just set up the candles another time and we can instead study together, but–" 

marianne quickly interrupted you

"n-no, i– i don't want to make you wait any longer… i want this too… really…!" 

you smiled softly and took a step closer, resting both of your hands on mariannes waist

"alright then… i'm going to kiss you now… don't panic" 

you slowly closed the distance between your lips, giving marianne the choice to stop whenever she got uncomfortable

but to your surprise, she leaned in as well, until your lips finally met…

[thatanimewriter]

FIRE EMBLEM: THREE HOUSES MASTERLIST.

✦ - fluff

❖ - angst

☼ - general (reader excluded)

☾ - suggestive

⛧ - crack

☁ - series

✼ - supporters only

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 + 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 / 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 /  𝐰𝐢𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭  

── 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐄 𝐕𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐍.

reuniting after the time skip (✦, ❖)

── 𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐙 𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑.

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── 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐄 𝐕𝐎𝐍 𝐄𝐃𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐃.

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── 𝐃𝐈����𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐘𝐃.

male!s/o who is shy but extremely affectionate (✦)

── 𝐃𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐎.

retrouvailles (❖)

── 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐗 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒.

reuniting after the time skip (✦, ❖) male!s/o who is shy but extremely affectionate (✦) retrouvailles (❖)

── 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓.

male!farmer!reader wants to explore (✦)

── 𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐕𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐆.

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── 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐓 𝐕𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐕𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆.

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── 𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀 𝐕𝐎𝐍 𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐘.

male!farmer!reader wants to explore (✦)

── 𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐑.

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── 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐑 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃.

retrouvailles (❖)

[glazesunflower]

"You’re the only thing that matters”

Character: Marianne x GN!Reader.

Warnings: Mentions of war and wounds. Nothing too explicit.

Notes: This is my first time writing on this blog for fe3h and I was overjoyed that it was for Marianne! She's the light of my life and she deserves good things only. I may have gone a bit overboard with this, so bear with me <3 And enjoy !!

The warm air caressing your skin is the first thing you notice when you wake up. It’s a pleasant sensation, you vaguely remember the dreadful cold temperatures of Fhirdiad and you’re almost glad for a moment to be approaching Enbarr by now.

Why are you approaching Enbarr, the Adrestian capital?

Ah, you remember through your foggy mind, we’re at war.

And that’s when your full senses come back to you. And with them, the burning of countless wounds in your body, your limbs aching when you try to move to no avail. There’s a hand on your chest, prompting you to lay down on the mattress again.

You open your eyes and you’re greeted with a beautiful sight.

The woman before you is sitting on a chair by your bed, long waves of blue hair cascading down her shoulders with grace. Her skin is light and delicate, the sun drawing patterns over her as she adjusts her position to look at you. Her brown eyes seem tired when they find yours, but there’s a gentlessness behind them you’ve learned to recognize. You smile.

“Marianne,” you say. You barely recognize your own voice.

“You’re awake,” the words tremble on her lips, she’s looking at you through glassy eyes. “I didn’t know - I did my best to heal your wounds, but there were so many, and I didn’t know if you… If I would ever…”

“Marianne, it’s okay. You healed me.” You draw a gentle smile, and Marianne sniffles. You reach out, your limbs aching as you place your hand over hers, colder. “I’m awake, and I’m here. All because of you. Thank you.”

Marianne shakes her head, locks of blue hair falling over her face, darkening her expression.

“Don’t look at me like that, please.” Her brown eyes look down, at the base of your bed. If you didn’t know her better, you’d say she’s blushing. “All I merely did was heal your wounds, but you fought bravely out there. If anyone is deserving of praisings, that would most certainly be you.”

Modest as ever, you think as you manage to sit up on the bed, your wounds protesting to your movements.

“How’s everyone else?” You recall the battle, flashes of red and silver passing through your eyes, friends and foes falling to the ground alike, the taste of metal and dust sitting on your tongue.

“They’re - Well, they’re alive. Most of them have injuries, Ignazt, Leonie and Lysithea managed out better than most.” Marianne says, her delicate fingers playing with the hem of her dress. “It was Hilda and you who were in worse condition, actually. Hilda woke up not too long ago.”

“That’s great news, isn’t it?” You draw a hopeful smile. “We’re still together in one piece.”

Marianne nods her head timidly when she says, “I suppose.”

The bangs under her brown eyes tell you how much suffering she must’ve gone through the last couple of days, taking care of everyone in her own personal battlefield, even after the fight was over.

You reach out to her again, brushing her bangs off her forehead, placing some locks of blue hair behind her ear. Marianne flushes at the contact, her big eyes looking everywhere but at you.

“There’s something still worrying you, right?” Marianne shaked her head slowly, but you know her better than that. “You can tell me anything. You know that.”

“I do, it’s… Um, it’s silly.”

Marianne closes her eyes briefly, letting the warmth of your open palm rest against her cheek, soothing her raging heart. It’s never come easy for her to open up, not in the slightest, and you know of her struggle better than anyone.

“Please,” all you want to do is soothe and heal, light up the darkest places in her chest and call them home, forge a connection so strong it can’t be swayed by words alone.

You brush your thumb over her cheekbone, soft and gentle in your demeanor, and Marianne gives in to your touch.

“Seeing all of you wounded and… And worn out after every fight, I cannot help but wonder if… Maybe I’m just not doing enough?” She says, her voice betraying her tempered heart and trembling in each word. “I know I’m not of much use… All I’m good at is healing, and the aftermath of each battle is devastating, so I wonder… If I went out there, in the front lines… Maybe I would be of better use to anyone?”

You picture her, with her delicate hands and her timid smile, and the flashes of red and silver cross your mind again, the taste of iron and dust, and for a second, you’re terrified.

“No. No, you can’t do that. Your job is to heal the wounded, and you do it marvelously well. We can be reckless and brave out there because we know you’ll be here when the fight is over. We trust you, more than anyone else.” You say, your hand is gentle on the side of her face but your eyes are burning. You can’t possibly let her go to the front of the battlefield. “Out there, you’ll only hurt yourself. So, please--”

“Maybe that’s fine.” Marianne says, her brown eyes growing glassy under your stare, her fingers trembling around your wrist. “If I manage to buy some time for you, then I… That would be a sacrifice I’d be willing to make.”

“Marianne.” You feel your heart beating behind your ears, in the tips of your fingers, in every fiber of your aching body. “I can’t let you do that.”

“Why…” Marianne tries to lean away from your touch, a single tear making its way down her cheek. “It’s not as if my life mattered all that much. If I could…”

“You’re wrong.” You find her face again, forcing her to look at you. Her brown eyes are big and hazy, anxious on yours, and all you want to do is kiss the bags under her eyes and promise her it’ll be okay. “Marianne, you’re the only thing that matters. Don’t you see? If it takes fighting a war for you to be safe, then I’d fight the Adrestian Empire all by myself if I had to.”

Marianne swallows, the intensity of your stare proving to be too much for her trembling heart.

“I don’t think I understand…”

“Marianne, I…” You close your eyes, taking a deep breath, feeling the butterflies tickling the vault of your chest, and you decide that now, in the midst of war, is as good a place as any to confess your affections for the gentlest soul you’ve ever met. “I love you. With every fiber of my being. And I will do anything in my power to keep you from any harm. So please, keep doing what you do best, because I wouldn’t trust anyone else to heal my body… and my heart.”

“You… You love me?” Marianne’s eyes grow big, perplexed on yours. Her cheeks bloom with pretty pink colors under your thumbs, and all you want to do is kiss her skin and make flowers bloom in her chest. Marianne’s voice comes out shaky, unsure, but oh, so full of affection for you. “I couldn’t have possibly dreamed you felt the same… I’m not sure what to say, but… If you’re fine with someone like me, then… I would be more than happy to spend my life with you, however form it should take.”

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[k1ngdom-of-thieves]

Golden Deer Masterlist

Claude Von Riegen

Poisoning a nobleman’s tea

Hilda Valentine Goneril

Relaxing during PE

Lorenz Hellman Glouster

Trying desperately to get bitches

Marianne Von Edmund

Making birdy friends

Lysithea Von Ordelia

Trying to get over her fear of ghosts

Ignatz Victor

Painting the best damn fruit basket that’s ever lived

Leonie Pinelli

Praising Jeralt for sneezing three times

Raphael Kirsten

Raiding the kitchens

[originalfireemblemscenarios]

I was thinking if you could do a Marianne x Male! Reader who’s a new student at Golden Deer. The new student was raised by his young aunt who became his adoptive mother following his parent deaths and Marianne is in for a surprise when she learns that reader’s aunt/adoptive mother is a noble and a friend of Margrave Edmund her adoptive father

Oo that's a really cool background!

Marianne meeting reader who is a adoptive son of her father's friend (more ifno in ask)

Reader here is male

When there was a new student... She was prepared to just be polite to whoever it might be and not get too friendly. After all she doesn't wish misfortune on anyone.

She was surprised to learn that you were an adoptive son of her adoptive father's friend. Then again your name did ring a bell.

You never met before but Margrave did often say when his friend was over that she had a son Marianne's age and if she wanted to meet you- her father would arrange it. And as you can see, she never took the offer.

So it was even more embarrassing to talk to you. She passed so many opportunities you probably thought she hates you.

She only hoped you wouldn't recognize her last name but it was hard not to.

She didn't know about your past but you were well aware of hers. So you decided to reach out to her.

You tried to befriend her and when she started rambling about being cursed you told her that your fate wasn't so different.

For once she met someone who understood her feelings on the matter. After all you went through the same. Even if you dealt with it differently you still didn't judge her thought process.

She ended up enjoying talking to you, although she was still pessimistic she found herself having a little hope with you around.

She wasn't smiling often, and you didn't pester her about it. She didn't need to smile for you to determine whether she was happy or not either.

You just understand each other. Never compare each other to your impressive adoptive parents. Give each other needed space.

It got the point where she felt secure around you. She was more at peace with you and although she's not really confident, she doesn't hesitate when speaking to you.

It just feels natural... And well, Hilda likes to tease both you and Marianne about it. After all, you get along so well and you're such a nice guy. Hilda's surprised you didn't ask someone as cute as Marianne out yet.

And once it happens she help up Marianne a lot with tons of... Unnecessary advice. She still follows it but it sometimes made a few moments awkward here and there where you could tell that she didn't wanted to do or say certain things.

But helping her get ready for your dates were miracle works, you already knew that Marianne is gorgeous but with Hilda's help she looked even more like an angel.

You didn't share the news of you dating Marianne to your aunt yet.

Surprisingly enough Marianne was the one who shared the news with her father first. It wasn't quickly but she thought that it'd be for the best.

So in the end you had a quite pleasant time at the academy... For the time being.

~Mod Bernadetta

[vilhelios]

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[randoimago]

Hello! Do you have any headcanons for Marianne von Edmund with a sweet male S/O who secretly struggles with his own self-esteem? Thank you ^^

Male S/O With Low Self Esteem

FANDOM: Fire Emblem: Three Houses

Character(s): Marianne von Edmund

Type of Request: Headcanons

Word Count: 136

Note(s): I’m happy you included Marianne’s whole name, it saved me a google search. I’m glad to write this for you, she needs to be protected (and so does her S/O for this prompt)

Marianne

She picks up on your own struggles too easily. Probably because she knows what it’s like and so it’s easy to identify.

Definitely thinks about breaking up because in her mind, you’re struggling because of her. 

She’s been leaking her bad luck and sadness onto you and causing you to be hurt. Decides against it as she realizes it would just be worse.

Marianne decides to just talk to you about things, which she’s very nervous to do. She doesn’t want to upset you but she also doesn’t want you to suffer in silence (like she’s one to talk). 

Will do her best to remind you that she loves and cares for you. You’re one of the only good things in her life and she will keep reminding you that until you’re ready to believe it.

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Ohh can i get some Headcanons with Marianne and Dimitri and a reader who gets sick very quickly? Thanks in advance 💜

characters -> marianne von edmund x reader, dimitri alexandre blaiddyd x reader

genre -> fluff

warnings -> none!

a/n -> you. yes, you anon. i love you. i did your request asap because i love marianne so much, you do not even know the extent of my love. i love all the girls in general so just to get a request for one of the girls is like HEAVEN for me, thank you for that. that being said, i hope you enjoy these!

marianne von edmund

you're one of the first people that she was able to open up to, but she would still keep her distance and never mentioned her crest to you, afraid that you would be just like everyone else and call her a monster

the first time you were ill while at the monastery, she blamed herself (even though it was clearly not your fault, you just had a faulty immune system) and stayed away from you as much as possible; even when asked to check up on you, she'd stay outside of your room and talk as quiet as a mouse

when you were finally better, she seemed to avoid you for reasons unknown to you. as much as she wanted to talk and spend time with you, she couldn't get over the thought of causing you to suffer, and thus you had to be the one to approach her after that

she told you reluctantly about the superstitions surrounding her crest, but you didn't seem to believe that a crest could cause such bad luck and misfortune. marianne wouldn't believe you until you decided to prove to her that she wasn't an influence at all to whether or not you'd be sick

deciding to follow her desire of staying apart, you didn't talk with her for the rest of the week and had caught a cold at the end, leaving you bedridden yet again. even if she didn't want to admit it openly, marianne knew that you were just trying to show her kindness and compassion by showing her that it wasn't her fault

in truth, the time apart made her realize that she held deeper feelings than mere friendship when it came to you, as her desire to take care of you and make sure that you were okay had finally surpassed her fears

absolutely no hesitation when she opened your door. period. if she had been someone else, the door probably would have flew off the hinges, but she closed the door as quickly as she had opened it and went to your side

"i'm sorry that i didn't believe you before…" she'd be looking at you with weary, tired eyes that looked even more severe than usual, "but i won't let my fear keep me away anymore. i want to stay here by your side."

"i'm glad, marianne. i was hoping you'd say something like that."

marianne didn't leave your bedside for the rest of the day, even if she was completely silent. just being in your presence was enough to bring the smallest smile on her face, and that in itself was a rarity for her 

this would be a habit of hers for quite a while, but she would also make sure that when you did get sick to try and go over parts of the lessons with you. those were always the most fondest moments you would spend together, and you wouldn't want to have it any other way

dimitri alexandre blaiddyd

being the leader of the blue lions, dimitri found it his duty to make sure that all the members of his house were faring well at all times. that included you, the one that the others deemed the sickly student. the nickname wasn't wrong, as you would frequently be down with one illness or another, but who calls their fellow peer something like that?

anyways, he would bring it upon himself to visit you on those days after classes, or even on a weekend if your condition permitted it. he never saw it as being a gesture of romance, as he would strive to be a leader who cared about the well-being of his subjects

there was a time that you weren't able to go out and complete your monthly assignment, and dimitri was too focused on it to even think about checking up on you. maybe he would just come by later, you thought, but he never did show up that day 

the next time you were in class, you had the urge to confront the prince, but being a disturbance wasn't going to help much. you decided that ceasing all communication with him was the best course of action, since he was starting to dedicate more and more time to his training 

it wasn't until you had been hit yet again, this time with a very high fever and chills that left you completely bedridden, that dimitri would have the will to visit you again

truthfully, he was training more to forget about the feelings that had developed for you. the long, heartfelt conversations that the two of you shared had let him get to know you as more than just the sickly student. even when you were sweating from the fever, you always had the brightest smile on your face

you didn't actually expect for him to be knocking on the door at such an awful hour that night, but he had spent the rest of the day training. getting up to open the door was a pain for you, so you just unlocked it and went to lay back down. he opened the door as soon as he heard the click, but forgot to close it shut behind him

"y/n, i think i have some explaining to do," he started, running his hand through his blonde locks, "in all of our talks, when we would spend that time together… it seems as though i have caught feelings for you. i was afraid there would be an awkwardness between us if I said it to you, so-"

"it's okay, really… because i feel the same way about you."

he spent the rest of that evening sitting on the side of your bed (after finally shutting the door), and the two of you talked more about anything and everything before your prince had to leave to take to his own bed. for now, your mutual feelings would be your shared secret...

[fewrites]

Hey I've seen your HCs about Ashe, Caspar, and the anonymous love letter and thought it was sweet. Can you do that with Bernadetta and Marianne if you can?

Hey! I’m glad you liked the anonymous love letter headcanons! ♡ I hope you enjoy them! 

Anonymous love letter headcanons under the cut due to length ~

Bernadetta

When Bernadetta first sees the letter, she’s worried. Although writing letters is much easier than talking to people, receiving an unanticipated letter makes her anxiety go crazy.

And once she reads the letter, she’ll think of it as a cruel prank.

What if somebody wants to get her hopes up, make her think she’s loved by somebody only for them to ridicule her for falling for such a ridiculous prank?

It doesn’t help that the letter isn’t signed.

Bernadetta puts an effort into leaving her room even less after receiving the letter, up to the point where the professor has to ask her what’s going on. She fakes a weak cough, and although Byleth is able to see right through her, they accept it... for now. 

Should she stay in her room for even longer, they’d be forced to get into her room one way or another.

But Bernadetta still lets her friends visit her. Of course, they’re all more or less worried about her, but being able to see her, however brief, works wonders in settling their nerves.

Not yours, though.

You worry about her a lot, and you’re right in the assumption that your letter made her react like this.

That’s why you decide to tell her that you’re the anonymous sender.

You visit her in her room one afternoon, asking if she could let you in to talk for a bit.

Though that also makes her nervous, she does invite you in. She always enjoys spending time with you, and she’s sure that being around you may make her anxieties go away even if only a little.

But when you straight up say that you sent the letter, she panics.

“What?! Why would you... Who told you to do that? What did they give you to make you write that letter?!” The idea that you wrote that letter out of your own volition either doesn’t cross her mind, or she’s too self-conscious to really consider it. (You know that is, in fact, both.)

“No, no, Bernie -- Look. I... I should’ve been honest with you instead of writing an anonymous love note to you. I’m sorry about that. But what I wrote in that note is nothing but the truth! Writing it all down was... a lot easier than trying to confess to you in person”, you admit, ashamed that you hadn’t considered how she’d feel about the anonymous love letter.

Bernadetta mutters a string of ‘no’s’, pacing in her room as she listens to your words. In her mind, she’s trying to come to terms with what you just told her.

It’s difficult for her to accept those emotions, something she’s not used to. She’s already made progress while staying at the monastery! There are people she would call her friends, but a love letter? That’s still a bit much for her.

And so she tells you, with a lot of sorrow and apologies. She doesn’t mean to hurt your feelings, nor outright reject you; rather than that, she’s trying to tell you that she wants to believe you, but it will take some time.

“That’s okay. I’m okay with doing things at a pace that makes you comfortable. After all, we’re friends, right?”

Those words seem to calm her down, and she hesitantly nods. 

Maybe it’s not going to be so difficult to believe you and your love letter after all.

Marianne

Rather than thinking it’s a prank, Marianne begins to worry for the senders well-being.

She’s not certain who could have written the note, though she is certain that she can’t simply accept it. She does not want whoever wrote that note to receive the same amount of bad luck that she’s cursed with.

Lucky for you, though, she confides in Hilda. And Hilda knows that you were the one who sent the letter -- she’s got a way of knowing these things. 

Hilda is the one who keeps encouraging her to be open-minded about the letter, to realise her own worth and to try and see the admirable traits within herself. 

What she also does is set up a meeting for the two of you -- she’s going to consider herself your wingman, whether you like it or not.

Marianne is surprised to see you at the library when Hilda was the one who asked her to come there. 

So are you.

Both of you open your mouths to say something at the same time, and then you can’t help but laugh about it.

“I’m sorry, y/n, what were you going to say?” Marianne asks, a gentle smile upon her lips. 

And so you ask her about the letter she received, and you can see the smile dropping. Instead of a smile, a grave expression appears on her face.

“Oh... Yes, I have received a letter like that. Why... Why do you ask?” 

Now, Marianne is not stupid. As soon as you asked about the letter, she thought you may have been the one to write it. And that makes her feel uncertain -- she cares about you as her friend, and she would not ask you to stay away from her at this point. 

But to allow you to become more involved with her? That’s an entirely different issue to her.

“I happen to be the sender of that letter”, you say quickly, feeling a little bit awkward. 

“Ah. I see...” Is all Marianne says for a while. She’s really letting you wait, considering what to do about this.

Instead of waiting for her to speak up again, you decide to break the silence. “I think I know what you’re thinking about right now. And I’d like to say that no curse could ever keep me away from you. Marianne, you’re such a dear friend of mine, and no matter what hardships we may face, I promise to stay by your side.”

You swear you notice a blush appear on her cheeks before she starts to smile again.

“...Very well, y/n. I know that you would make no such claim if you did not mean every word of it.”

The smile she gives you after that is the sweetest thing you’ve ever seen, and luckily for you, she continues to show you that same smile every day from then on.

[glowingbadger]

I loved the Ashe, Sylvain, and Hilda modern-day HCs. So….can I ask for….Marianne, Dima, and Claude now? They’re so so good.

Here's a quick list of the places I've touched on ModernAU stuff with these characters before, for anyone who's interested! General Modern HCs (Dimitri) W/ insecure Reader (Claude, Dimitri) W/ insecure Reader (Marianne) Soft HCs (Dimitri)

I'll try not to repeat myself too much, but the SFW portion might be a little sparse because I've written a good deal of my thoughts on that already :3

Marianne, Dimitri, Claude x GN Reader

Modern/College AU headcanons

SFW (not sfw under the cut)

Marianne:

- Definitely a veterinary student who has an incredible, intuitive way with animals. One of those "gets along with animals better than people" types. As a result, many others in her classes see her as aloof or difficult to talk to. Fortunately, when Hilda drags her to a party one night, you notice her keeping to herself and come to make casual conversation. It takes a bit for her to open up, but she's soon grateful for pleasant, relaxing company in the midst of the loud chaos.

- She needs a good amount of reassurance in a relationship, as she's so convinced you could do better. Marianne is totally the type to apologize for not being good enough for you, then apologize for bringing it up, then apologize for apologizing. But her love and admiration for you are so very clear. She'll shyly take your hand in hers, and just the way she looks at you, it's like you're every star and every sunset she's ever seen.

- Marianne spends some of her free time volunteering at a local animal shelter, and one of your earlier dates would involve her introducing you to some of the animals in her care. Here, it's like you see a completely different side of her- she's so much more confident and firm when she speaks to the animals, and she smiles so brightly and laughs adorably as she watches you attempt to make a good impression on them.

Dimitri:

- We've chatted about Modern! Dimitri a good deal so far- but I will double down here on the fact that, while he's outwardly extremely intimidating to your friends when you first start dating, you know (and they learn) that he's absolute Malewife material.

- He loves sitting on video calls with you and just staring at your adorable, lovely face. He's an excellent listener, and will gladly hear about your entire day from start to finish, even if you insist it was nothing special. He's just so soothed by your voice, and the chance to see you. While he's honestly not very good at social media in general, he does have a couple hundred pictures of you saved. Not to post anywhere, just to look back at with a goofy grin on his face.

Claude:

- Claude is the guy on campus that everyone likes, plenty of people want, but no one can really nail down. He seems to know everyone, but he's only actually close to a few good friends, and for the longest time, even they assume that he's the "doesn't believe in serious dating" type. It starts much the same with you- he figures you're interesting and cute as hell, so he may as well spend some time having fun and getting to know you. And then... the feels TM creep in.

- You'll be caught up in a sort of... friendly flirtation with him for a while. The kind where it would be easy to play off all of the corny innuendos and knowing glances as "just kidding around." Then, one night, after a long group study session or just lazing around with drinks and games with his friends, he offers to walk you back to your dorm. When you get caught in a sudden downpour and have to duck under the nearest building's awning for shelter, he gives you a strange lingering look that's so much heavier than any you've seen. And without a word, he leans down to kiss you. When you part, he's wearing a slanted smile, but he's fidgeting a bit when he says, "Hey, uh, Y/N. I wanna be with you- for real. So uh... how 'bout it?"

- Claude is just the most fun boyfriend ever. He's got an active and curious mind, so he's always game to try anything you're interested in, and you'll never be at a loss for date ideas. He's the kind who gets okay grades, though nothing incredible, but his brilliance shines in how he latches on to new information, turning a topic around in his mind until he's seen it from every angle. It's especially charming when he asks to hear about your interests or areas of expertise- he asks all the right questions and the conversation becomes lively just about instantly.

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Marianne:

- You're definitely her first sexual partner (she hasn't even dated seriously until you), and she's going to take a long time to get comfortable freely exploring the physical side of a relationship. She's a big cuddler, once you've assured her that you like it too- she finds it immensely soothing to rest her head on your shoulder or on your chest, just listening to your breathing and feeling you warm against her. But as for sexual affection, she'll start slow, testing things by letting her gentle hands tentatively wander just a little further than before, or deepening your kiss a little more than usual.

- Best practice with Marianne is to let her be the one to suggest or initiate things, but to respond enthusiastically when she does so she knows you're happy with it and you want her as much as she wants you. Your approval and encouragement fills her with warmth she's never felt before, and a sense of bold desire she hadn't even known she was capable of. There's plenty of communication with her- there has to be -but in a way, that becomes its own sort of eroticism. Soft murmurs of, "is this okay?", "does that feel good?", or "can you take more?" mix in with affirmative sighs and moans, turning the negotiation of comfort into a wonderful, slowly escalating path towards satisfaction.

- She's absolutely mortified by the idea of sexting or sending nudes, but if she sends you an outfit she's considering and reply with a coy "You look amazing- can't wait to take that off of you" (honestly the cheesier the better with the pickup lines- being too smooth would intimidate her)- she'll only respond with a single blushing emoji, but you bet she'll be wearing that outfit to your next date.

Dimitri:

- Everyone on campus, including your friends/roomates see Dimitri as such a pure cinnamon roll that you might be surprised to learn he has a rather healthy sex drive underneath all of that sweetness and affection. Granted, he's definitely most likely to desire you when he feels emotionally close to you- but that won't stop him from fucking you nice and deep until your bed creaks. The first time someone overhears you practically screaming out his name, rumors start spreading that your ever-devoted Malewife is actually legendary in bed. It's mostly a raunchy joke, but as far as you're concerned, they're not exactly wrong.

- He's too nervous to actually save any of the spicy pics you've sent him to his phone, but that doesn't stop him from regularly scrolling back through your message threads to find them. Masturbating to porn is fine and good, but when he can look at you biting your lip as you show off your body to him, he pumps his cock and bucks his hips against his hand until he cums far harder than he's used to. Dimitri especially gets a thrill out of the implied part of this- the fact that you wanted to flaunt yourself to him like this and made sure that he would linger on the sight of you.

- A very fun game is to comment or imply something about how good Dimitri fucks you while you're hanging out with his friends. He stammers and turns bright red when you mention how, "Oh don't you worry, Dimitri keeps me nice and satisfied, don't you babe?" with your eyebrows quirked playfully. His buddies nudge him and laugh, and as timid as he appears about it, he'll need you as soon as you're alone together, and he'll hold you extra close and pound into you a little harder than usual.

Claude:

- Alright. Claude is hot, and Claude knows he's hot, and he has no problem using this to his advantage. He'll absolutely send you gym selfies, or raunchy messages when he knows you're with friends or family. During minor disagreements or when you're pretending to be mad at him, he'll slip an arm around your waist and nibble at your ear, whispering, "C'mon babe, don't be like that..." before pulling you close and kissing you until you can't think straight.

- He absolutely doesn't care if people overhear you- in fact, he'll tease you about it, murmuring in your ear that you can't keep moaning for him like that or you'll be heard. But the fact that he's fucking into you harder and deeper as he says it tells you clearly that he wants you to cry out for him. In general, he's pretty shameless about your shared sex life if you allow him to be. He'll practically strut out of your room to clean up in just his boxers, not caring a bit if your roommates get an eyeful. He's handsy in public as well (again, depending on your comfort with it), and will absolutely grab a handful of your ass while you're on a date together, or trail his hand up your thigh during a movie.

- Claude is adventurous and open minded about sex in general, as I've mentioned a couple times. Hell, he'll even send you a porn clip or a bit of smut, along with a brief "we should try this ;)"- and he obviously loves when you do the same for him. He sees no reason to be shy with his partner about your mutual pleasure. Communicating your preferences will make sure you both enjoy yourselves, and the process of even talking about it can be pretty hot on its own.

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Golden Deers Masterlist

Claude von Riegan

just one night - drabble

having a baby with claude von riegan - headcanons

being in a relationship with claude and hubert - headcanons

Lorenz Hellman Gloucester

lorenz crushing on a commoner - headcanons

Ignatz Victor

ignatz painting you - headcanons

Raphael Kirsten

raphael crushing on you - headcanons

Hilda Valentine Goneril

oversleeping & overworking - oneshot

hilda protecting you during battle- headcanons

Marianne von Edmund

first kiss with marianne - headcanons

Lysithea von Ordelia

sleepy study dates - oneshot

waiting for your letter - drabble

Leonie Pinelli

confessing to leonie pinelli - headcanons

[fe-semi-decent-scenarios]

Hey! I wasnt the one who requested it, but I loved your how would the Blue Lions react to killing their SO! May I ask the same but for the Golden Deer if its alright?

{That was actually one of my favorite requests to write! It’s been a long time so I might be a bit rusty, but let’s give this a shot :)} 

Claude: 

 He had accounted for the possibility of you betraying him. Your disappearance had not been something he took with ease, yet the lack of contact or declaration of death for so long had him thinking 

Emotions are fleeting...the human mind was complex. Your loyalty was never something he wanted to question but he could never put his complete faith in you 

Even when you stood at his side protecting the crests, befriended his people, treated him as a true partner...he just couldn’t completely put his faith in you. Not with so much on the line 

 He wonders if that’s where he went wrong. Heavy rain clouded his sight but the sound of your voice rang dominant across the field. As you stand at Gronder with your weapon focused on his friends- your friends; Claude could not help but momentarily reminisce over the times you instead showed him your smile. The one that temporarily alleviated the weight of his dreams and expectations from his shoulders 

He would be the one to get it back. The professor had already converted other students to their side so there was a chance 

One you didn’t want, as you aimed at their head with tears pricking your eyes. He dismounted his wyvern instantly 

“Was it all a lie? Tell me...is this what you want for your home (Y/N)? Come fight with us” He slowly begins his approach, but the words die out as you attack him this time 

 A shrill battle cry is all he hears before he watches an axe lodge into your side. He’ll never hear the answer, but he didn’t need to. It finally clicked

White hair 

You planned to die 

His brows pressed in further as Lysithea gasped at your fallen form. Before he would have killed to know more about the hidden experiments going on in the empire, but not like this. They’ll come to collect the body before Hanneman can conduct any research, but he’ll give them more. Much more 

Raphael: 

Raphael doesn’t like to think on the battlefield. It’s not that he enjoys pummeling people without a glance, but if he looks back then he won’t look foreword. He’s confided in Ignatz many times after being scolded for running ahead, but when thinking can cost you your life he prefers not to waste the effort 

 Especially because he takes longer to process complex emotions and thoughts compared to the others. He trusts them to be tactical while he uses his muscles to save the day

Back in the day he had a perfectly reliable head to think for him. He cleared their path and they took care of all the important business. The classic ‘brains and brawn’ duo that no one would expect to ever find genuine interest in one another. Aren’t they stereotypically supposed to fight and be at each other’s throats? Not in this case 

“Haha! THAT WAS GREAT! Nice Job (Y/N), I hope today’s menu has meat because you need brain food and I need to feed my muscles!” 

 You knew Raphael and how to predict his movements, and he had complete faith in your judgements. Even at the monastery you both made the most efficient team to do chores  

 Instead of trying to change him, you worked to match his pace and became his partner. On the field and in life. Raphael knew he didn’t have to second guess with you at his side, and he felt what he wanted to feel.

He loved you. Your brains, your laugh, your heart, your cooking no matter good or bad...you. It was an emotion that came easy to him.

Though sometimes he berated himself for not thinking. Sometimes you’d get in trouble if he broke equipment or did something else out of line. Yet you remained patient and calmed him down at the same time.

It was difficult to adjust to fighting without his partner. He essentially had to relearn everything through experience, but he had full hope that you’d come back 

That hope clouded his judgement when he saw you conversing with the professor at Aillel. He was so overcome with joy that he mindlessly pushed aside enemies to get to you without actually examining the scene

His fury took over when the professor’s sword went straight through your stomach.  He tackled them to the ground and it took both Lorenz AND Hilda to pry him away. 

“You idiot! They’re the enemy!” Hilda shouted at him as he settled down. He couldn’t process it. They wouldn’t hurt their family, him.

 Yet, they wore red. Red that grew darker as their blood seeped in 

 Ignatz: 

“Can you paint my portrait?” You asked him one evening long ago. After a particularly grueling training session with the rest of class he had snuck off to sketch the trees by the market. The year was young and he still wasn’t too familiar with all his classmates 

You were new and he had took to your appearance instantly. He could replay your introduction mentally over and over. Your smooth words, slight bow, and the way your feet glided effortlessly to the closest seat you could get to the window. He was of course too shy to approach a new student since he wasn’t the social sort, but luckily he did not have to do much. 

You took the liberty of following him to his painting spot. He was flustered at being found, but you merely plopped at his side and began to eat your lunch. Where you had it stashed beforehand? He still doesn’t know 

 He had never been more aware of another’s presence, and his art showed it as the paper crinkled in his grasp. Yet somehow you seemed enamored at the picture forming on the page, so much that you asked to model 

He grew anxious instantly and decided to head back for his own meal. With no given answer you had left the topic behind, and from then on he began to find you nearby often. From acquaintances to friends, and from friends to ‘lovers without definition’. No confession was ever spoken but he knew you made decisions easier, life joyful, and the rest of his peers agreed as much as he. 

He drew that portrait. He drew it over, and over, and over, and over because he refused to forget your face. He would remember you and fight twice as hard to make up for what you couldn’t give. He swore that to Claude and everyone else when you were pronounced missing in action.

 and now? His eyes glisten as a body fitted under a white tarp lays yards away. You hadn’t tried to harm him but you were healing the enemy. It was decided that you were not with the Empire, but instead travelling through and became swept in the battle. Perhaps you didn’t know? Perhaps you simply decided to help whoever needed it no matter their side? 

He clutches his bow to his chest. One arrow, and you were down. He didn’t know 

He didn’t know but the pictures would never let him forget. The pages never felt the same from then on 

Lorenz: 

Relationships should never be formed unless you have something to gain

It is a nobleman’s duty to protect the weak, the poor, the sick; yet, there must always be distance.

A nobleman must always carry themselves with a sense of professionalism. They must not display weakness, and a true leader is born of being able to separate their personal affairs from that of those they govern. 

 One day Lorenz will be the head of the Glouscer territory, and soon the Alliance as a whole if he has his way. Death must not phase him and he must be willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of his people

He follows the laws of a noble. He knows them on paper, but not in practice. 

 Only as he grew during an age of dispute and fighting did he begin to learn that actions differ from voice. All that he pledged as a young man held no meaning, because gradually he began to realize that he is not the most fit to govern Fodlan. He was incapable of completely tossing aside his personal desires or making the best decisions with certainty. Yes, he was well educated and would make a great right hand

Yet the title of leader would never be his. Why? Because he is a noble by definition 

The professor was a noble by heart. A true leader who let actions speak for them and selflessly protected the entirety of Fodlan instead of one singular portion.

 Lorenz is a noble in name, but in nature he is a man. He is a solider, a son, a friend, a politician...a human. One not immune to temptations or the grievances of loss no matter what face he may display for the public eye.

 There was a soul he once found vibrant. They were a mere commoner yet full of dedication. He placed a barrier around them immediately, one he was not allowed to cross no matter how tempted. They did not fit the criteria he sought

 Yet the night of the ball he allowed “them”  the curtesy of a dance. Their warm hand on his own, their body held tightly in his embrace, and lighthearted small talk being tossed between quips about their poor dancing skills 

They left his mouth dry as he bid them farewell to their next partner. He allowed the barrier to resurface as he went his own way

“You must rethink this (Y/N). How could siding with the empire lead to any promising future/ They will kill us all and then themselves in the process! Please, join us” 

“Spoken like a true noble, Lorenz. This social hierarchy has divided people for too long and you would realize that if you’d only look beyond Alliance borders!” 

If only he had grasped their hand longer- listened. They were the first to show him a world beyond his bubble, if only he popped it sooner. 

 Hilda:

You really annoyed her in the beginning. The way you carried yourself like some kind of prophet, or how you’d question everything the professor taught. Was it so hard to just do what was needed and move on? Even with something as simple as weeding the courtyard you always had to add your own two cents

It was like always being under analysis. She got that enough from Claude and didn’t need two people trying to read her. On many occasions she tried to gain traction over you, but somehow her efforts never bore fruit 

For a try-hard you were very accepting of her shortcomings. So long as what you were tasked with got done, the performance of others was never a secondary priority 

If only she could be that carefree about other people’s opinions. Maybe then living would be easier? 

Perhaps you were what she wanted to be? Satisfied with who you were enough to question the world around you while remaining secure with what you had 

Someone with the ability to step beyond your comfort zone and make your own decisions. Respected, knowledgeable...loved for who you are. Maybe that’s what drew her to you and lead to her envy forming into adoration 

and that adoration being trampled by sorrow 

“I still love you so no hard feelings, okay? I can’t back down” is what she told you. It was a taunt, but she did not expect your smile 

“Of course. I’m glad you’ve decided to show your backbone, just think of this as a spar like old times”

The casual talk did not fit the clash of blades that followed. Nor did it suit the battle roaring nearby 

A spar- just like old times. It was a familiar battle but this time her axe did not halt before delivering the deciding blow. 

Her hands shook as your body fell, yet you still appeared at peace despite the gash adorning your back. Perhaps you knew this would be the outcome before the day even began

Hilda did not cry, but asked for you to be buried on alliance soil. If anything she owed you that curtesy

Leonie: 

She would never forgive you. Not today, not ever. 

How dare you choose to side with the people who killed the captain? He never did anything to anybody, and if you chose to betray everyone than Leonie would return the favor

She decided that any history between you two was nonexistent the moment you lifted your weapon. Mercy was a word you forgone long ago when instead of defending Garreg Mache, you slaughtered it’s inhabitants 

She thought you felt the same as well. Yet, fate always liked to twist in ways to hinder justice 

She watched from a distance as the professor approached your fallen form. They had insisted on trying to sway her old classmates, but she scoffed at the mere thought 

What made them think traitors would be good allies? Did they want to be stabbed in the back like their father?...like the captain 

She ignored the sting in her chest as you swatted their hand away. You had some nerve to reject their kindness and it pissed her off. She wanted this entire situation to simply end but- 

Her feet moved on their own

“Why are you such an idiot? Were you always this irresponsible?” her words cut deep, clearly shown by how you turned away. She could only grit her teeth at the stubbornness and reach for her lance 

You made your choice, and clearly it was up to her to deliver justice if no one else would 

So she did what she’s always had to do, the brunt work. With one swing it was over and you were just another count among the others 

She doesn’t know if the captain would praise her for remaining strong or scold her for remaining indifferent 

Lysithea: 

Everything always boils down to one thing: people cannot be trusted. Each and every time Lysithea has allowed someone close it has blown up in her face 

and somewhere deep down, she knew this situation wouldn’t have ended any differently. The world always found new ways to crush what she cared for 

The only question that remains is how much longer will she have to endure? How much longer did she have to fight? 

because now she had to fight for two. She had to find a cure or die trying 

During the battle for Garreg Mache many had been taken prisoner. She hadn’t the empire to conduct unethical experiments; maybe torture, but nothing like what she was witnessing. 

It was a fever dream one couldn’t fathom, but the mindless husk killing without remorse kept her in reality. What had they done to you?

She noticed the white hair in an instant. One of her worst fears had come to life seeing you at the death knight’s side, but the way you hadn’t even flinched when she called your name made her terrified 

Not even a whack of thoron could snap you out of it. She began to lose hope...were you even there anymore? Is this what they had planned for her if she didn’t flee?

“Say something you jerk! Don’t tell me you’re letting some petty magic keep you grounded, fight it!” 

No matter what anyone said it did nothing. When moral dwindled the only solution left was to free you through other means 

The death knight escaped after you fell. Next time...next time he would die at her hand. 

Lysithea instantaneously moved to further her research after your burial. Not for herself, but to find out if you were gone long before they found you. She needed to know if your death was peaceful, if you could see that she tried 

If you would forgive her 

Marianne: 

“This is Nova. I have to leave for a mission, would you watch him for me Marianne?”

 Bright blue eyes bored into hers as she gingerly took hold of the bunny. It’s fur was soft, well groomed. She took notice of how it snuggled into her arms as if it feared no human. Marianne knew instantly that the animal was well loved and cherished. The though made her almost refuse the favor in fear of hurting it, but her classmate’s insistence wasn’t something to fight. 

  Despite her warnings (Y/N) never listened, and at some point Marianne gave up on pushing them away. Their company was appreciated yet she would never say it, and the cuddly creature in her arms truly proved their trust in her 

 She could only nod in agreement as they skipped off to prepare the bunny’s necessities to bring to her room. Marianne hoped she could care for the animal properly, and that nothing would happen to it

She worried for the wrong reasons, as (Y/N) never returned home. They were sent to face Solon and avenge the death of the Professor’s father. Marianne was asked to remain and help in healing injured soldiers from the most previous confrontation. 

·If she knew that would have been the last time (Y/N) would show up in her room, she--no, she wouldn’t have done anything. She may have tried to convince them to stay home but Marianne knows she would have not confessed anything

  Not that she valued their friendship or that she worried for their wellbeing. Not that she was grateful they trusted her with Nova, or that they help her care for her horses. She wouldn’t have even thought it. 

 She didn’t think of it afterwards either. Her fondness for her deceased friend wouldn’t have been noticeable at all if not for the bunny. Despite everything she cared for it as if it were (Y/N) themselves. 

When she sees a familiar figure take charge at Gronder, time freezes. She remembers the bunny sitting in her dorm without an owner. She wonders how abandoned it must have felt to never see it’s best friend again. She feels for the bunny because it’s how she felt.

Without thinking she shoots a blast of magic their way and watches them crumple on the floor 

Why did they abandon their precious bunny? Did they give up on it? Did they give up on her? 

Did you...finally realize you had befriended a monster?

[v-inkwell]

How they hug their friends and s/o ☆ FE3H headcanons

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Edelgard gives firm, yet gentle hugs to her friends. She can offer words of reassurance as well, though it's things she would like to hear when she is upset. Hugging her s/o, however, she's a ball of energy. She drops her act of being a dignified princess/emperor and almost tackle hugs you. When you're upset, she's upset, and she'll break someone.

Hubert.... doesn't hug his friends of his own volition. You'd have to ask him, or take action yourself. Even then, it's a quick, loose, one-armed hug. With an s/o, he tries to be a decent boyfriend/husband. He'll hug you if you ask, with both of his arms and resting his cheek against your head. If you're really upset, he'll wrap one arm around your waist and run his fingers through your hair with the other. He'll sing softly as well, since you tell him so often you think he'd have a lovely singing voice (he does).

Ferdinand LOVES hugs. The boy is the human embodiment of the sun, what do you expect? You ask him for a hug and his face lights up!! A nice, firm hug, not too tight but not too loose. It's one of those hugs where you feel like the other person really cares about you, and they actually hold you in a high regard. If you are his s/o, he will hug you randomly. If he's feeling down, a hug, if he's feeling happy, a hug, if he's feeling needy or lovey, a hug. He will pull back to give you warm and sweet kisses. This man just loves you a whole lot.

Dorothea gives Camilla hugs, you can't tell me otherwise. By Camilla hugs, I mean if you are shorter than her, there's a good chance you a get a face full of titty during a Dorothea hug. She loves to wrap her arms around her s/o's neck when she hugs them. So please please PLEASE hug her often. She will give you kisses on the cheek regardless of if you are in a relationship or not. (Dorothea reminds me a lot of my one friend so that's where her inspiration came from.. I love you Rosa)

Petra can and will give bear hugs. Your back will most certainly crack everytime she hugs you. If you are her s/o, they are still just as firm, but she will loosen her grip if you ask. Gives you plenty of kisses on the shoulder.

Caspar.... oh boy. He gets over enthusiastic about everything. Will try his hardest to pick you up. Might take hugs as a competition if you try and hug him tighter. With an s/o, he calms down a little... but only a little. Will pick you up and twirl you around -- he will also do so in public.

Linhardt's hugs are very gentle, and he may lean on you a lot. Always one-armed regardless of who you are. May give you a peck on the forehead if you are dating.

Bernadetta will almost never initiate hugs. If you hug her without warning, she will scream, and ask that you please ask her if it's okay to hug her first. If you are her s/o, she'll ask for hugs often. If she's feeling anxious, or down, hug her. It makes her feel better when someone she trusts wraps her in their arms. She feels safe. (Bernie is another one inspired by a friend)

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Dimitri tries to be gentle, but with his strength, his hugs are more firm than anything. If you ask him to lift you, he will. As his s/o, he will only hug you if you ask him. He doesn't want to hug you unprompted, in case he loses control of his strength and hurts you. Boy loves cuddles, please hug him.

Dedue does not like hugs. Will only hug you if you are his s/o, and if you are in private, because he doesn't want to damage your reputation.

SWEET BABY BOY ASHE LOVES TO HUG!!! You don't even need to ask to have a hug, he will give you one if he senses a not good emotion. With you as his s/o, he'll wrap himself around you and bury his face in your neck. Will give you tiny kisses on the nose.

Ingrid isn't great with hugs, but they're decent. Firm and reassuring, you will feel safe. As her s/o, she'll hug you if she's worried about you. Sylvain will chime in and say "Oh hey y/n, Ingrid was worried that you might have died while in the training grounds," and she'll shove him before giving you a quick hug. She's already lost one person she loved, and she doesn't want to lose you.

Mercedes gives mom hugs! So soft, so gentle, so loving! If you're her s/o, she'll hug you from behind all the time. Definitely the type to put her hands over your eyes and tell you to guess who.

Annette will tackle you into a hug regardless of who you are. Very sweet and enthusiastic hugs! She's also a human furnace, so that's an added benefit.

Sylvain's the type to give really warm and brotherly hugs to his friends. Might pick you up a little if you're shorter than him (tried this with Felix once, and he almost lost an eye). If you're his s/o, it depends on how he's feeling how his hugs are. If he's in a good, lovey dovey mood, he will hug you from behind and give you little kisses on the neck. If he's feeling down, he'll just flump on your shoulder and wrap his arms tightly around you. Will not let you go until he's reassured that you love him.

Felix will only give you hugs if you hug him, even then they're quick. He'll wrap an arm around your shoulders quickly, and give a light pat on the shoulder. He always gives an annoyed huff afterwards. If you're his s/o, he'll hug you only in private. If he's cold, you're his go-to method of warming up. Won't admit it, but he loves to hug you.

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Claude will either give really silly hugs or sweet hugs, no in between. Will randomly pull you into a hug and trap you there for a while. Does this with all of the Golden Deer, especially Lorenz because it bothers him so much. As his s/o, he'll peck your forehead during kisses. Will tickle you if he feels like it. Will pick you up and spin you. Definitely initiates hugs with pinches on your side or tugging at your wrist. Sometimes makeout sessions result in hugs.

Hilda gives the strangest hugs. Both lazy yet tight. As her s/o, she'll give you kisses on the neck/cheek/nose/lips. Cuddly hugger.

Lorenz is interesting. Ask him for a hug as a friend, and he loosely wraps his arms around your shoulders, drawing you into his chest for a moment so you get to inhale his very strong cologne for a few seconds. As his s/o, he'll try his best to hug you in a gentlemanly way. Will kiss your hand before pulling you close. One arm goes around your waist and the other is around your shoulders so that he may tilt your head up and kiss you if he pleases. Please tell him you like his cologne.

Ignatz gives very sweet and gentle hugs. Like Ashe, you don't really have to ask. It's his natural way to go about making someone feel better. As his s/o, he gets shy when hugging you. He wants to, but you make him nervous because he finds you absolutely stunning. Very sweet kisses on the cheek.

Raphael gives bear hugs regardless of who you are. You wanna sit on his shoulders? Heck yeah, come here buddy! Will definitely lift you up if you're shorter than him, which you most likely are.

Marianne's hugs are a blessing. Very sweet and gentle, and rare. If you are her s/o, she loves it when you give her tiny pecks on the forehead.

Lysithea will complain about friend hugs, but she'll love s/o hugs (will never admit it). Will stand on her tip toes even if you're the same height as her.

Leonie is a lot like Raphael -- big strong bear hugs. If you're her s/o, she'll give quick hugs with quick pecks because she's a tsun.

[threehousesaddict]

Golden Deer Girls Tea Headcanon pt. 1

Anonymous asked: “ Lavender Blend sounds interesting. I wonder how the Golden Deer girls would react to a 5 year reunion “.

Lavender Blend

- What would the reunion after 5 years be like with them?

Hilda ~

At first, she would joke about how she had to deal with you again now that you’re back and how much of a hassle you left when you were gone that she managed

But you could see in her eyes how much pain was there, the pain you would see after any battle where we lost units, only this time it was the most intense you had ever seen her eyes become

You go to apologize only for her to brush it off like it was nothing, which is very out of character for her, worrying you about her condition this whole time

Later, when you get away from the group she throws herself in your direction and starts to sob, completely losing any persona she was using earlier and just letting out all of the stress out from the past five years and finally being able to relax in her lover’s arms once again

Lysithea ~

Now this girl would be absolutely livid if you came back from the dead

She would scream and hit you until she couldn’t anymore from the overwhelming sense of relief, which would make her even more upset that she cares about the idiot who put themselves into danger

It would definitely take a few weeks for her to warm up to you again, but the transition is sweet and well worth the wait

The words from her mouth start to soften and she actually compliments you from time to time, but only when you are deserving which is nice to hear because this mean she is back to her feisty self and you can move on together

Marianne ~

She would 100% pray for your return everyday, never believing the others when they try to convince her that you are gone

She knew in her heart that you were still alive, she could feel it in the air that her beloved was still out there somewhere, only lost

The day you finally get back to her, you find her praying in front of the pile of rubble that was once called the cathedral

She barely notices your existence when you walk into the room but the moment she does, you see a smile that has never once touched Marianne’s face, her entire faces lights up with joy and confusion, but mostly joy knowing that she was right all along and you are finally back with her

Leonie ~

The reunion with Leonie would be surprisingly sweet with how well she reacts to you coming back

She would see you and calmly pull you into her arms and just smile, knowing that she, after all, hasn’t failed her promise long ago that she would always protect you

But as the weeks went on with you two finally back together again, she would start to crack a little and you would notice that your absence did in fact take a toll on her

She lets you know the truth of her many sleepless nights of searching and how isolated she made herself from the others, not wanting to get close in fear of losing them too but it only made the pain of you gone worse

The night would go on with her bittersweet stories of bringing herself back and getting back to helping others as you both get closer and closer together until you end up in each other's arm and finally truly embrace for the first time in years

don’t tell anyone but I think the golden deer girls are my favorite bunch of females so I hope I portrayed them well!! Thank you for reading!! <3

more of my work like this <3

[sword-of-the-writer]

I'll comply lumi, how about some headcanons for the golden deer girls reacting to the reader taking a hit for them in battle? If you dont want to do those, then general friendship headcanons would be great too! You can choose whichever you prefer! Thanks ily💙

I might do friendship ones later 🤔 but golden deer girls are best girls 💖 tysm for requesting the girlies for me

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Golden Deer Girls reacting to You Taking a Hit for Them

Marianne

- extremely guilty!! She doesn’t think she was worth taking the hit

- Spends all her time either with you in the infirmary or praying in the cathedral

- The other deer assure her that if you die its not her fault but she can’t help but be pessimistic

- Overjoyed when you seem to be recovering and shows that with a soft smile

- Tries to cook for you once or twice wile you’re in the infirmary but she’s not the best

Hilda

- her first thought is gratefulness

- Grateful it wasn’t her who was injured and grateful you protected her

- That’s followed closely by guilt (though not to the same degree as Marianne)

- Doesn’t spend time in the infirmary while you’re unconscious, but shes sure to visit once you’re awake

- Tries not to dwell on your injuries besides the first round of apologies, she just wants to keep you company now

- ALWAYS shares whatever gossip you’re missing while you recover

- Probably jokes that you should have let one of the knights take the hit

Lysithea

- kinda annoyed at you at first ngl because she assumes your actions mean you think shes weak

- Claude and the other deer assure her thats not it and the anger quickly turns to guilt

- Tries to/wants to help with your recovery— specifically studying more white magic

- The studying faith is also to help prevent this in future

- When you wake up she brings you cake!!!

- She’ll also bring you her favorite library books to keep you occupied while you’re bedridden

Leonie

- she always figured of the two of you, she’d be the one to take a hit for you

- She’s confident in her fighting abilities and is quite shocked when there was a whole enemy that she hadn’t noticed! Oh and that you got hit too..

- Feels guilty and feels as if its her fault because she wasn’t observant enough (despite the fact that she likely wouldn’t be able to block the hit had she seen the enemy anyways)

- Probably also attempts to cook for you; better than marianne’s attempt but still not great?

- Probably just ends up making you an apology gift by hand instead