#tibarn x reader

[glowingbadger]

My favs of my work let's go

Okay this might be weird but while I'm so busy with other projects and sort of letting my writing battery recharge (getting small things done here and there but not stressing about it overly), I wanted to reshare some of my personal favs of my own work, just to like, idk... hype myself up and congratulate myself for once lmao. We creatives need to be a bit self-indulgent from time to time.

So yeah, if you're bored while I get my shit together and write again, maybe take a peak at these, or wander around my masterlists in my pinned post for something I might have done in the past for a fav of yours.

FE3H

Lorenz & Ignatz & Reader threesome - starting with what I suspect will be a trend with these because I'm a contrarian at heart, so when I realize a character I love isn't popular, I double and triple down and become determined to write them the hot, hot smut they deserve

Claude - Arranged Marriage - I really enjoyed doing an AU, and I'd def love to do more of them in the future. Plus Claude is the most fun and interesting of the main lords fight me about it.

Lorenz - Arranged Marriage - okay last Lorenz one but........ I'm just saying, he's a good boy y'all just can't acknowledge a glow-up when you see one.

Felix & Sylvain & Reader threesome - this is a short one but I just love the vibe and the dynamic between these lads it was so fun to write.

Seteth - Guilty Masturbation - I'm just such a sucker for repressed men dealing with their persistent lusts sorry not sorry

Seteth - Reader gets Aphrodesiac'd - okay I'm happy with this piece but also it holds a special place in my heart because for some reason, the porn bots are CONSTANTLY liking this thing specifically and I have no earthly idea why, they're just drawn to it.

Okay just one more Seteth thing it's the Priest x Succubus one - which I'm super happy with and I still sometimes think about writing a continuation for it because priest kink goes brrrrrrrrr

Things other than FE3H

Volke (FE 9/10) messy hookup - Volke is such an absolute man and it was such a joy to have an excuse to write him. Fandoms as a whole need to thirst for more sexy grown ass adults.

Reyson (FE 9/10) in heat - though this is kind of tied with the in heat one I did about Tibarn, which I also love. Bird men in heat..... that's what's up.

Kaeya (Genshin) w/ praise kink - Kaeya def remains my Genshin fav, and no amount of "Hoyo finally figuring out how to model an adult male body years into the game's run" will change that.

Luxord (Kingdom Heart) consensual non-con - it's just so rare that I get to write for my Org XIII lovelies and it's just so fun to write sex dialogue for such a resolutely sexless series lmao

Kurama (YYH) giving oral - I've written quite a lot for Kurama at this point (on here, mostly shorter drabbles and headcanons) and it's still always a pleasure, and I'm particularly fond of the subtle playfulness in this piece.

OCs! Shaeliegh and Terry - angsty hookup - I had SO much fun writing OC stuff for once and it's totally fine that others aren't as inclined to be into it, but I personally think it's some of my best work and enjoy rereading it frequently~

[fire-emblem-drabbles]

Master List: Fire Emblem Path of Radiance/ Radiant Dawn

Ike: Day of Devotion Confession, Secret Spring: New Beginnings,“You’re actually kind of cute when you struggle like that.”, Ike helps the summoner deal with their depression,

Leanne: Confessing to a dense summoner,

Micaiah: “I’ll do whatever if takes if it means we get to be together.”, “Are you threatening me?”, yandere micaiah x reader @the fair, when I saw you last night, you looked beautiful...,

Multi: yandere Tibarn and Reyson “I won’t let you escape, Ike/Reader/Ranulf/Soren: getting summoner to join the polycule for the new year,

Naesala: “Now now, my dear, don’t make me take your love by force.”, cute flight shenanigans, part 2 of prev/welcome morning light,

Ranulf: day of devotion stuff,

Reyson: Made Just for You, “It’s you, you’re the one I want.”,

Soren: “U-um... will you be my valentine?”, not sfw; Late Night Texts, “I need to know you love me. Say it for me.”,

Tibarn: Soulmates; matching marks/tattoos,

Zelgius: Earning Love, Sometimes you’re just depressed bro, Not Quite Obsession, “Get behind me, I’ll deal with this.”, not sfw; when training takes a turn, A song from me to you, The summoner gets kidnapped and Zelgius is only capable of worry, “Promise me you’ll stay.”,

[penguiduck]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Fire Emblem Series, Fire Emblem: Soen no Kiseki/Akatsuki no Megami | Fire Emblem Path of Radiance/Radiant Dawn Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tibarn (Fire Emblem)/Reader Characters: Tibarn (Fire Emblem), You, Reader Additional Tags: One-Shot, One Shot, Romance, Wine, Reader-Insert, reader - Freeform, Series Series: Part 23 of An Expression of Thanks, Part 23 of The Fire Emblem Collection, Part 4 of To Love a Shipless Pirate Summary:

You find some time with Tibarn one evening, sharing a bottle of wine beneath the stars.

Sequel to Spices and Teas, Feathers and Rings, and Weather and Wings.

[Reader x Tibarn] For blackwindowdegree, Winner of the June 2021 Raffle

[lovelyfeh]

NAIDJES THIS IS SO LATE BUT ILYT DARLING ❤️❤️❤️💖💖💖💖💝❤️💝💖

This request breathed life into me omg I needed some fluff to relieve me from testing I’m so burnt out ;-; hope you liked this honey!! this was super short and took so long I’m so sorry!! If you’d like me to rewrite it I’ll get to it right away!!( @spoilt-rice )

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•Even though Tibarn is a very serious and calm individual, he liked to cuddle a lot. And when I say a lot I mean a lot.

•Most of the time you two spend alone has got you pressed against his chest or wrapped up in his wings. It’s endearing, but don’t expect to be leaving his embrace any time soon. Get everything out of the way before you join Tibarn in cuddling or else you’ll have unfinished work.

•His favorite thing to do is let you curl into him and then put his wings around both of you. It makes him feel as if he’s protecting you, which puts him at ease.

•Expect him to be warm as all heck. He’s practically a moving heater. This leads to you simply cuddling against Tibarn for most of the night. Tibarn himself also dislikes blankets anyways so-

•Tibarn favorite thing for you to do is play with his wings. While you wouldn’t think he’d like something like that, he enjoys when you run a hand over the feathers or massage around the areas on his back where they protrude from.

•A huge kisser. He’s showering you in smooches every five seconds. Don’t expect to escape him during this either, he’s got an iron grip.

•Tibarn particularly likes running his hands all over your body. He’ll leave small touches across your arms and thighs and run his hands through your hair in an endearing manner.

•He takes care of your every need. Hungry? He’ll fetch you something to eat. Thirsty? He’ll be right back, just let him get you some water.

•Tibarn understands if you don’t have time to lay down with him. He himself is always busy as well, so he’ll probably get it the most out of everyone. Although expect him to practically drag you to bed if you overwork yourself.

•Tibarn’s favorite places to be kissed are definitely his scars. Trust me, even if you so much graze them with your lips he’ll become much more relaxed and loving.

•Tibarn is someone you wouldn’t expect to like cuddling, but he’s a huge fan! He loves to pull you close and make sure you know that you’re loved! And make sure you do the same to him!

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[heartfeltheroes]

ooh!! good luck! some tibarn x summoner relationship hcs?? -yura

tibarn……country boi i love youuuuuuuuuuuuu

@imagining-fe

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♡ ever wanted a challenge?

♡ well, everything gets turned into a challenge with him. who can collect the most orbs? who can kiss each other the most through out the day? who can scare the other first? it’s a mess

♡ lots of hugs where he just lifts you in the air!! he gets to show off his strength and hug you, it’s a win-win

♡ he is VERY prideful of his people, almost every knows at this point. he’ll gift you little things from his culture, whether or not you know it’s meaning.

♡ along with that, be prepared for late night talks about his clan, other heroes, or anything really. he likes being by your side, it lets him know you’re safe!

♡ he’s so excited to meet new heroes and test his strength….;_;

♡ on the battlefield, he’ll listen to you dutifully, yet he’ll be hesitant to leave your side. if you need his eyes in the sky though, he’ll be there in an instant. he trusts you more than any other beorc in his entire life. 

♡ honestly the summoner and tibarn are basically this 

[summoner-peachy]

70 and Tibarn pls!!

a/n: buff hawk husband. it’s been ages since i played path of radiance and radiant dawn, so sorry if tibarn is ooc. decided to make this a tibarn/summoner so i hope that was okay anon! 

this request is from this prompt list right here! 

70. Starting With A Kiss Meant To Be Gentle, Ending Up In Passion

The kiss was meant to be gentle, something that a beorc could easily handle and return with a kiss just as gentle, but something about Kiran, the Summoner just brought out more in him. 

Wings unfurled from their resting place on his back, blocking the sunlight momentarily while closing around the two of you. Hiding each and every little noise, expression and your flushed face. Which only riled Tibarn up even more lips returning with that same passion as before. Kissing you to the point where you would most likely have kiss-swollen lips. 

Kiran is a beorc through and through, but there’s something different about you... something about you just called to him, to make his heart do a rapidly beating song that would have him fly to your aid. A song that calls to his heart. 

[theodora3022]

After a long day

Scenario: After a tiring day at work, your husband/boyfriend decides to comfort you in their own ways.

Warning: fluff, self indulgent situations(I just want cuddles from my favorite boys okay)

Tamaki Amajiki(BNHA)

When you collapse on the couch after a day of grueling hero work, Tamaki knows he has to do something for you. Despite being exhausted from work as well, he cannot just let you be.

“I’ll order takeout, dear. You don’t have to cook dinner...” Presenting you the new bath foams he picked up on his way home, Tamaki leaves you to relax after making sure the tub is filled with steamy water.

He is not as terrified of human interactions as his younger self, but still prefer to stay away from them. However, if speaking with a stranger means his love gets some more rest, Tamaki would definitely do it.

After dinner, Tamaki would have you snuggle with him, whether it be in bed or the couch. Watching movies under tick blankets does not sound so bad either.

With the warm embrace of this ravenette, all of your exhaustion melt to ashes as soon as you lean against his chest. “Tamaki-san, love you!” You would leave affectionate kisses on his flushed cheeks, giggle when he blushes.

Hitoshi Shinsou(BNHA)

You would be greeted with a delicious meal when you come home! Shinsou’s work is not as demanding as yours, therefore he can be home early and cook you a tasty dinner to mend your mind after a day of hard work.

Whether you have been with him long or not, the sight of his dishes never cease you delight you.

“Toshi, it smells amazing!!” You exclaim as he presses a gentle kiss to your forehead. “I bet it tastes amazing too.” The cats would also greet you at the door, rubbing their chin around your ankles as their welcomes.

Oh, how you love seeing him in an apron. With kitty prints no less.

His culinary skills are getting better everyday, but you are willing to eat anything he made. Even if at the very beginning they taste like a mixture of ash and flour.

You would talk about your days, laughing at your coworkers’ stupidity.

You two would take turns messaging each other’s shoulders while watching stupid cat videos(although you have like seven cats already). Brushing the cats too!

At the end you would wrap your arms around him yawning and demand him to carry you to the bed, like a willful little girl. Hitoshi would comply, of course.

He never felt happier when he lay next to you, only frowning when you took most of the blanket for yourself.

Tibarn(Fire emblem Radiant Dawn)

This is for my bird thirst that cannot seem to leave me alone recently. Radiant dawn made furries hot what-

If you are only here for BNHA, feel free to skip these fire emblem thirsts.

(I am writing the reader as a Laguz because I do not want Tibarn to lose his hawk power, a bird species like heron maybe?)

I know I am a furry okay

As the King and Queen of Phoenicis, you two are quite busy during the day. Him going on patrols and you dealing with internal affairs. By patrols, you know your beloved is raiding Begnion ships on the seas. While you disapprove of the idea of robbing innocent merchant ships, you do hold deep resentment towards the Begnion Empire just like Tibarn. How could you not, after what happened in the Serene forest?

Even though he promised to never die in hands of Beorcs, you still ramble about his safety as you two get ready for the day in the nest. Helping him getting his feathers tidy, you tell your Hawk king how he should beware of archers(For the thousand time). “Dove, I won’t go dying on you, I promise you that. Now wish me luck!” By luck, Tibarn means a parting kiss. But if you feel grumpy or you two had a fight last night, he will not be getting any.

However, no matter which mood you are in, you would always anticipate his returns in the afternoon.

Your ladies in waiting are used to this, they would do a job to keep you from zoning out when you turn your gaze towards the shore. They would giggle and remind you the duties at hand.

When Tibarn returns from the seas, you are always the first one flying to him. The people of Phoenicis would look upon their sovereigns with adoration, happy that their King and Queen is so in love.

He always insists on giving you a loving kiss on the lips as soon as you rush into his embrace. “Tibarn, our people are watching!” You blush in embarrassment.

“That is my intention, I need to let them know how much I love my darling dove.” For that, you got an extra peck for today.

Although inland duties are not as tiring as flying all day, it still takes tolls on your energy. After some cold fish you would just want to stay in the nest, just lying down and let sleep claim you.

However, your tiredness would disappear as soon as Tibarn present you the treasures he pillaged today. “This ruby necklace compliments your eyes nicely, dove.” Your eyes glows at the sight of pretty jewelry and sharp weapons, and that would sooth the King’s fatigues.

Sometimes he would come back with wounds, which calls for reprimands. As you put bandages over the cuts, you would nag about how much you worried one day your “invincible” king would die from those Beorc arrows. He will never admit it, but oh how Tibarn loves hearing worrying over him like a mother to a hatchling.

“What would I do if you don’t come back?” You pout as you tie the last knot of the bandages. “ I know I would go and get revenge! Slaughter every last of those filthy beorcs of Begnion!” You hiss, and Tibarn found that absolutely adorable. You are a fine warrior; he feels awful for confining you on land so he can focus on patrolling. But he cannot ever have you in danger if he can help it.

Pulling you close with those fine muscular arms, he whispers by your ears: “Maybe you’ll be less worried if you have a flock to look after...” You blush madly, and he laugh it off. “You’re busy enough already, I’m just teasing.”

You doubt you ever felt safer when you lie on your beefy husband’s bare chest, his big wings wrapping around you like soft blankets. Those wings feared by so many are your dearest salvation, you would never grow tire at the sight of those feathers.

[glowingbadger]

I read both your posts with Tibarn and I'm so happy there's someone else here who write for him 😭❤️

If it's not too much trouble, could I ask for some headcanons or a scenario with Tibarn and a female beorc during their first time together?

After the long fics I've been doing lately, I am READY for a break with some spicy headcanons feat. our favorite buff bird man~

Tibarn (FE: PoR/RD) x Fem Reader

First time headcanons

NSFW 18+

- While Tibarn is certainly a man of his passions to a degree, he actually does have some sense of propriety, and in particular, the right way to treat a lover. To this end, while he's generally very on-board for quick, passionate trysts, he wants his first time with you to be when you're both fully ready and able to commit the time to really enjoying yourselves together. You're not just a sexual partner for him, afterall- you're his mate, and he plans to claim you fully, and give his all in return.

- Tibarn will notice pretty quickly that Beorc are far more sensitive and responsive than his past lovers- and he just as quickly learns to adore this about you. He loves the way you gasp and whimper and sigh when he touches you, the little ways your body involuntarily shivers or tenses. It provokes him, and he finds his blood burning, eager to force even more of those delicious reactions from you. Your skin even marks more easily than that of a Laguz, so you can bet that before long, he'll have covered your neck and chest in love-bites. In truth, he finds it intensely arousing to imagine his allies and subjects seeing you wearing his marks for the following days.

- While he's happy to indulge in plenty of foreplay (especially since he definitely wants you nice and wet and ready for him), there's still a hunger and intensity in how he handles you. He's doing his best not to hurt you, of course- but he's unabashed about running his hands firm all over you, grabbing a handful of your ass and pulling you against his muscular frame, or rutting his cock against your heat despite the clothing separating you.

- Once your restraint finally breaks and you say breathlessly that you need him inside of you, he practically growls in approval, gripping possessively at the curve of your thigh and giving you a wicked smile. Still, he manages to keep his senses enough to insist that you start on top. He's not certain what a Beorc can take in bed, frankly, so even though it's a bit uncomfortable for him to lie back against his wings, he wants you to be able to set the pace.

- In a way though, it becomes incredibly intimate like this; he props himself up with one arm while the other rests at your thigh or your hips, caressing you and guiding you as you ease yourself onto his sizeable cock. He's more than strong enough for you to steady yourself with your hands on his chest or stomach while you adjust to his girth stretching and filling you. Tibarn is completely unashamed of his pleasure, so as you begin to ride him, grinding him inside of your tight, clinging little pussy, he groans out, "That's right, take your mate's cock, little one... Mmmh, you feel perfect around me..."

- After you've cum at least once or twice while on top of him, he'll turn you onto your stomach beneath him to mate in the usual Laguz way. He takes a moment to run his hands down your back- so soft and smooth, just lovely, uninterrupted skin without the wings he's accustomed to. You look so small and delicate like this. Slowly, he kisses a line down your spine while you catch your breath- but once you're ready, it's his turn to take over the pace, and Tibarn is an intense and thorough lover.

- Rather than "doggy style," his way of taking you from behind presses you more intimately to the sheets, surrounding you with his larger body and cradling you against him as he thrusts his huge member into you with each forceful push of his hips. By the time he groans out your name and begins to pour his cum into you, he's pinned you down with his wings fluttering around you on either side and his breath hot against your neck.

- Tibarn is absolutely adoring in the afterglow- he'll hold you and brush your hair back from your face, kissing your forehead and praising you warmly, "You will make an admirable Queen, my love." Once you've both caught your breath, he'll of course provide anything you could ask for- he'll help clean you up (he rather likes the intimacy of a warm bath together), send for water, food, anything. He's the kind of man who has the utmost respect for his mate, and even more so, seeing how well you handled your first time with a Laguz.

[fire-emblem-drabbles]

Hi, I’d like to request 20 or 16 with a yandere Tibarn if that’s okay!!!

Pairing: Yandere! Tibarn x  fem reader x Yandere! Reyson

Prompt: “I won’t let you run away.”

Description: You really did hate it here. You really did dislike Tibarn too, enough to make you hide whenever the chance arose. When Reyson visits and comes across you, you dare to cling to hope-- a mistake that would end up costing you.

Content Warning: yandere, unhealthy relationships, non con/dub con touching (nothing sexual), mentions of past kidnapping, imprisonment, gaslighting female reader (just use of she/her pronouns), as to tag because I forget

Rating: sfw

Word Count: 1572 2955

Notes: Went with 20! It felt more fitting to me but they both give off a similar vibe! OH WHILE I WAS WRITING THIS AN IDEA HIT ME SO EXCUSE ME AS I ADD SOME YANDERE REYSON IN HERE AS WELL!

Edit, 4/30/22: Oh my god I read this while I came across this while trying to find a working link to my commissions and its a great concept that I executed very poorly so excuse me while I fix this mess. Says I posted this in 2021 which is SAD because it was sooo bad so I went and rewrote pretty much all of it! Hope you guys like this one better!

The steps you took were familiar and careful, silent as you could be. You don’t know if it was out of fear or distaste that the Hawk laguz didn’t look your way but you were thankful for it. It gave you a semblance of being alone even if it was because they feared what may happen if they interacted with you. That was okay. It wasn’t father now, a place you found you could be alone.

It was a little dangerous, at least for a beorc like you living in Phoenicis but it was out of the way and gave you time to think. You looked behind your shoulder, seeing that you were alone. This had been someones home once, you think, but now it was your sanctuary away from Tibarn. The actual home its self was pretty worn down but it had a small storage shed one could get into from the interior of the house. It was hardly bigger than a broom closet but it was your space. No one ever came here and hopefully, no one ever would.

Now alone, you couldn’t help but think back to Tibarn. You had been here for roughly a month and time and time again when you thought you could think of a way to escape, or convince Tibarn to let you have your freedom, you were met with the same response.

“I won’t let you run away from me.”

Just remembering him say the words made you fester with sickness and anger. It was true that you couldn’t escape him, not when Tibarn was so much stronger and faster than you; you were stuck hiding from him in his own kingdom, biding your time and growing bitter over your inability to leave. What made it worse was that here, Tibarn didn’t even try to confine you or hide you away; you had freedom of where ever you could reach. Even more, if you were willing to have his help. Everything about this situation made you sick. Stuck in the kingdom of Hawks, no place for a beorc like yourself and forced by the king of Hawks himself to act as some sort of lover. It twisted your stomach and made you sick.

You didn’t even think the Hawk King could ever grow so infatuated with a beorc such as yourself. While you were formidable in your own right, Tibarn was simply something else. Powerful and beautiful, you’re more than certain other hawks, other laguz (a certain blonde Heron comes to mind) would better fit by his side than you. You can’t help but wonder why he insists on trying to woo you when anyone else certainly would have been easier. It again rises an anger in you that’s hard to snuff out. You were so out of if you didn’t even hear another person enter your hiding place until their voice rang out.

“_____, is that you?” Your breath hitches as you hear a voice call out your name. You thought you were hidden so well though, no one should have known you were hidden here. “I don’t know where you’re hiding… but why are you so scared?” You stop breathing as you hear that, trying to calm your beating heart. “Your thoughts are running a mile a minute, it’s nearly enough to make me sick.” Hearing that you pause-- this man’s voice was familiar, but it wasn’t any of the Hawk’s here in Phoenicis. He speaks again “Calm down and please come out.” You blink in realization.

“...Reyson? Is that you?” You cautiously poke your head out from where you were hiding, looking to see the Heron Prince’s perplexed expression. He was alone, thank goodness, but you couldn’t help but be on your guard as you shuffled out of your home, eyes narrowing as you try to look past him to see if anyone was behind him. “Were you followed?”

“Why were you hiding here?” He completely ignores your question as he poses his own, walking over to you and offering you his hand. You take it and allow him to help you out of your hole as he speaks again. “I though you would be with Tibarn.” You frown at that.

“I don’t really want to see him right now.” You admit to him, sighing. You look to him, shuffling on your feet for a moment. You didn’t think anyone beyond the Hawks knew you now resided in Phoenicis. You wanted to trust Reyson (or perhaps it was because he was a Heron you felt this way) but these days, you didn’t know who was your ally. “...Can I trust you with something kinda heavy?” You ask him.

“...Heavy?” Reyson repeats. “Does it have to do with why you’re here and not somewhere more appealing?” He teases. You can’t help but give a small smile.

“Well… yeah actually.” You sigh, but catch the curious look in his green gaze and decide it would be okay to tell him how you feel. Or rather, what was happening to you here. “I… know you really respect Tibarn, and owe him a lot for what he’s done to you but please believe me when I tell you this…” You take a deep breath and peak back to his face to see that he’s focused all his attention on you. It leaves you feeling uncomfortable so you continue pulling at the edges of your clothing and looking to the ground. “I was taken here against my will, and Tibarn won’t allow me to leave. Obviously, with no wings, I can’t make my own escape so, I’ve been here for… maybe a month or more?” You laugh a little bitterly chancing another glace at him. Reyson’s expression hasn’t changed. “As if that weren’t weird enough,” You hesitant to speak and feel the heat rise to your cheeks. Even if it were against your will, you still didn’t know how to properly say it. “He… he claims he’s in love with me. But Reyson…” You feel tears well in your eyes. “Why did he have to go about it like this?” You hadn’t meant to get all teary but you can hardly stop them now. You reach up to stubbornly rub the tears away but a gentle hand does it before you can. You look up at Reyson in shock.

“I had no clue…” Reyson sighs, shaking his head. “You must be so scared…” He coos out the words and you nod slowly.

“I just don’t know what to do,” You want to say you’re stronger than this, but you’ve been strong for a long time. It’s hard, holding it in. More tears seem to come and you can’t stop them. Still, you’re shocked again as Reyson pulls you into a tender embrace. Once your shock is gone, you cling to him. “Thank you.” You words are muffled but he doesn’t seem to mind.

“Don’t worry, just focus on feeling better.” While one arm holds you, his other gently combs through your hair. “Though I hate to admit it, I’m not strong enough to help you out of here myself but I could help you out another way. Perhaps we could speak to Tibarn together.” You sniffle once, trying to regain your voice to speak again.

“You would do that for me?” Your voice is small now as you look to his. Reyson smiles and your feel lighter from beholding it.

“Of course.” Reyson holds you a little tighter. “I care about you to, and want to make sure you’re happy.” You nod against him, taking time to compose yourself. It takes a few minutes but even then, you don’t want to leave Reyson’s embrace. He’s warm, and the first time you wanted to stay in someones company in a long while. Still, you have a chance now. Something worth looking forward to.

“I guess… we should go face him then.” You sigh as you pull away from Reyson. You can see the way he hesitates to pull from you as well but you dare not dwell on it, lest the funny feeling swirling in your stomach play tricks on your poor battered heart.

“No matter what happens, I’ll be here for you.” Even as the two of you part all the way his hand lingers in yours, and gives you a little squeeze. You give him a smile in return and ready yourself for the coming conversion.

As you leave, this time with Reyson by your side, the few Hawks milling about this time of evening pay you little mind. You don’t feel as heavy this time around as you make your way to Tibarn’s chambers, where you left him mere hours ago. Your heart beat reaches your ears as you two approach the threshold. You drop Reyson’s hand as he enters in after you. Tibarn wordlessly looks up from what he was reading, an unreadable look crossing his features at the two of you.

“Reyson, it’s nice to see you again. Thank you for collecting _____.” Your frown at that, mood only souring at the idea Reyson only sought you out because Tibarn asked. Of course, he would have came here to Tibarn first… “And _____ you seem to be in a better mood—or at least, you did.” He laughs and you huff, trying to compose yourself.

“Tibarn. I wanted to talk to you.” Your words come out much more confident than you feel. Still, you sneak a glance at Reyson. He seems as calm and serene as he always is. You take a deep breath.

“Oh, this again?” Tibarn looks to you, to Reyson, smirk rising to his lips. “What do you think has changed from the last time?” He raises an eyebrow at you. You hate how easily he dismisses you, how he basks in knowing there’s nothing you can do.

“I-” You go to speak, but Reyson speaks first. You look to him, cheeks flushing at having been cut off.

“You really ought to treat her better.” Reyson’s first words are chastising Tibarn, confusing you and causing Tibarn to let out a laugh. “I found her huddled in an abandoned building, hiding in a closet.” You blush darker at having your hiding place been thrown out in the open. You’ve no idea what Reyson is trying to accomplish here but you’re left too confused to speak. “You know you have to treat beorc gently.”

“I have been.” Tibarn frowns. “I don’t intend to coddle. There’s only so long she can reject my advances before she gives in.” You look to them as they argue about you as if you weren’t there. The dawning realization hits you that Reyson doesn’t intend to fight for your departure of Phoenicis.

“Honestly, I should have known better than to let you handle this.” Reyson sighs. You can’t help but look at him with wide eyes. “Had I been here from the start, we might actually have made some progress.” Having heard enough of this conversation, you speak up.

“What the hell?” Your voice crying out catches both of the laguz attention and they turn to you. “Reyson,” You can’t help the way you frown as you look at him. “You knew? You knew I was here?” He looks away in shame for a moment. Tibarn speaks for him in turn.

“Aww, did he have you thinking otherwise?” Tibarn laughs cruelly as you only seem to falter more. Reyson throws him a dirty look as you continue.

“Then… you never meant to help me…” Again, you feel tears well in your eyes as your voice crack. “You, you just…” You feel horrible, knowing what Reyson has said to you, the comfort he had given to you was for what…? You can’t even finish your sentence as you start to cry; this time, you don’t even care to be gentle or dainty. You wouldn’t spare them the weight of your full feelings. After all, what did it matter if they would simply do what they want with you anyways? You don’t even have time to move away before Reyson is beside you once more. Tibarn shortly follows him as the two of them now stand beside you. Reyson speaks, attempting to calm you down.

“You have to understand,” Reyson begins speaking and reaches for you. You have no desire to be in his arms anymore and step back, only to run into Tibarn. He rests his large hands on your shoulders and starts to speak.

“We just want what’s best for you.” Now trapped by Tibarn, there’s little you can do to stop Reyson from hugging you. He pulls you close, resting your head against his shoulder as you continue to cry. Tibarn moves to hold the both of you with his larger frame, keeping you trapped between them. You hate how comfortable it is between them. You hate how just being held by Reyson is calming you down. You’re no longer openly wailing, but tears still run down your face. You take a deep breath and speak.

“Why do you guys get to decide what’s best for me? Why did that stop being my choice the moment you two decided you love me?” You know it must be hard to take you seriously, when tears still shine in your eyes and your cheeks are reddened and wet but part of what you said is at least effecting Reyson, from the look on his face.

“Don’t be difficult,” Tibarn sighs, and you can feel the way his heavy breath displaces some of the hair on your head.

“You’re the difficult one,” You counter, huffing and squirming in their shared grip. “And you,” You turn to Reyson, who seems startled by your sudden shift in emotion. “You’re just as bad.”

“Please understand… we only took you here because we want to protect you.” Reyson speaks in a soft tone, trying his best not to test your anger any more.

“Protect me? I could do that just fine if you didn’t take my sword!” You elbow Tibarn in disdain. You doubt it hurt him, but it does cause him to grunt a little.

“I know, you’ve proven you’re plenty fiery.” Tibarn holds you a little tighter as he speaks. “Just get it through your thick skull that we want to be the ones to protect you.” You huff again, quashing the swell of butterflies that fills your stomach at Tibarn’s words.

“We want you by our sides, to be the one to make you happy, to be able to provide for you.” Reyson catches your gaze again, his look pleading. You look anywhere but his face.

“I was never given a choice in the matter,” You again squirm in their grip, uncomfortable with the amount of affection you were receiving form them. “It’s...” You swallow hard, distaste filling your mouth at your next words. “I understand that you think you have the best of intentions, and its sweet that you’re willing to care for me… but I’m not that type of girl. I need a sword in my hand, I want to travel Tellius and fight for what I believe in. I’m not some… some little house spouse for you to dote on. I’m a fighter!” You argue.

“I know you are,” Tibarn laughs. “Just… consider this an adjustment period.” He explains. “If you’re good then maybe we can talk about it more.” You hate how your heart flutters at the prospect of leaving Phoenicis, even if it was under supervision.

“All you have to do is love us in return.” Reyson says it so matter of fact. That sick feeling swirls in your stomach again.

“Why me?” You can’t help the question that falls from your lips. “I mean… you two obviously love one another… why do you need me to?”

“Who really knows.” Tibarn doesn’t offer much an explanation. You should have known.

“There’s something about you… I just can’t place my finger on it.” Reyson doesn’t help much either, to your chagrin. Feeling defeated, you let the two do as they want. “Just let us love you.” You feel Tibarn kiss the crown of your head as Reyson finishes speaking. He then places one on your cheek. “It’ll be easier if you let us.”

“Easier…” You sigh, shaking their head. “Why should I make anything easy for you two?” You offer one last quip.

“Because you haven’t seen the worst of us yet.” Tibarn’s voice is low in your ear. “You don’t want that, do you?” You can see Reyson looking up at Tibarn and scowling.

“Don’t listen to him.” Reyson redirects your attention to himself instead. “What comes first is your comfort.” Funny, coming from the guy who currently has you trapped in his arms. “Love will come… when you’re ready.” Still, the finality of his words leave you just as worried as Tibarn’s threat. The two continue to talk, perhaps to you, or maybe to one another but you can’t find it in you to care. You’re merely left wondering how it all came to this, where it went wrong, and again, how you might get out of this mess.

It seems like you had two choices; comply, and give Reyson and Tibarn what they want; a loving third to their strange relationship that they can dote and protect and do all those strange things they claimed they wanted to do. Or… you could continue fighting. Never settle and always keep them guessing. Make it a chore to keep you around until they don’t love you, or even hate you. Could you really do something like that, though? And were deranged men like them even capable of hating you?

...There’s only one way to find out.

[penguiduck]

Read Feathers and Rings on AO3.

After many years of this long-distance relationship, Tibarn rescues you and your ship, the Liberty from thugs. Afterward, he offers you a single feather, explaining the gravity of accepting such a gift.

[Reader x Tibarn]

[heartfeltheroes]

FRIDAY, I’M IN LOVE

[ tibarn x summoner! reader ]  — love at first sight.

“I don’t care if Monday’s black. Tuesday, Wednesday heart attack. 

Thursday never looking back. It’s Friday I’m in love.”

»»————-　♡　————-««

“Daydreaming? Again?” Sharena teased, noticing the dazed look on your face. You blinked once, then twice, comprehending the playful question sent by Sharena. “You know me, Sharena,” You joked, resting your cheek in your hand, “I’d rather think about strategies all day than daydreams.”

You stirred the bowl of soup before you dully. You’d have to thank Anna for the soup later, you noted, before catching sight of the sly, excited smile that spread across Sharena lips. You lifted a brow, “What’s up with the smile?” You asked, eyeing her warily as you took a sip of a spoonful of soup.

Sharena was no stranger to tricks, it wasn’t uncommon for the Princess of Askr to play the occasional mischievous prank on a hero or two in the castle every now and then. Today though, it seemed she had no trick in mind, for her mouth fell in an exaggerated manner, simply shocked that such a question fell upon her ears, “It’s February, [Name]! Don’t you know what that means?” You spared her no answer, just a simple, confused look that begged her to elaborate. “Valentine’s day is coming! Oh, I’m just so excited!” She exclaimed.

You gave her a blank look, “Oh, that’s it?” You replied, almost blandly. In previous years you’d be ecstatic for the day reserved for lovers, yet with the crusade against Hel coming, you had no time to be enamored by the wonderful heroes that surrounded you. Instead, you were buried to the neck in work. Balancing being the Order’s tactician and summoner was easier said than done, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

It was nice to summon a hero that someone else had been looking forward to, witnessing the reunion of lovers or family. It was always a soft sight to see, happy tears and cries of love being exchanged. It was more often than not would a hero insist on following you to Vaskrheim, hopeful to see someone from their own world step through Breidablik’s light.

When you first summoned Roy, he would insist on following you like a lost puppy to the holy ruins, desperate to see anyone he knew from his own world. He went at it for weeks, his eyes shining with hope whenever you fired the rays of light into the summoning stones. Until, finally, one day you summoned Eliwood.

You had never seen him cry harder in his life, not even when Alfonse had bested him in a match. Now, though, his tears were falling freely. He cried hard as he held his father in a warm embrace. It was a touching sight, one that was engraved in your mind forever. 

You really did enjoy being the summoner and tactician of the Order of Heroes, no matter how taxing it was.

While you were the esteemed summoner, Sharena was Askr’s resident Princess: happy to help whoever needed her help. She had her role and you had your own, and now she’s decided to help you with your problems in love. “That’s it?” She copied, “That’s it? [Name], Valentine’s is a day of love! It’s when people give each other sweet, sweet chocolates, and red roses!” She declared. You stifled a laugh, “You know, if you wanted chocolates and roses I could just buy you some,” You offered, which she adamantly shook her head to.

“As much as I appreciate the sentiment, it doesn’t count cause you’re not in love with me,” She pointed out, “Or. . . maybe you haven fallen in love with me!” She jokingly swooned, resting a hand over her heart. “Is this what they call true love, [Name]? My heart is beating!”

The two of you bursted into a fit of laughter, one that was quickly interrupted by the familiar hoots of your beloved owl. It wasn’t uncommon for Feh to appear randomly, so you lifted a finger in the air to allow her to perch her tiny legs against your finger.

The owl was quick to let out a pleased hoot; a small, happy thrill from the bird echoed in the mess hall. “Hey, Feh,” You greeted, brushing her snow white feathers back with a gentle finger. “What do you got for us today?” Sharena inquired curiously with an outstretched hand, eyeing Feh’s feathers for any secret treasures.

In an instant, Sharena had a small bag in her hand, given to her by the small owl perched onto your finger. You gave Feh a smile, “Thanks, buddy, now go mess with Alfonse!” You ordered, receiving a loud hoot in response. “Yeah, go get my brother, Feh!” Sharena encouraged. It only took a second for Feh to fly off your finger in the direction of, what was hopefully, Alfonse.

The two of you watched Feh fly off, somewhat proud of the owl. “We should really think about getting Feh some treats or something,” You pointed out, as Sharena opened the gift the two of you received from Feh. “I’ll ask Anna if she has any stuff for Feh, I’m sure she does! She has, well, everything!” Sharena giggled, then poured the contents of the bag out into her open palm.

In her palm were five, iridescent orbs, sparkling in the light that poured in through the castle’s clear windows. “Where does Feh even get these?” You wondered aloud, genuinely curious. Sharena, on the other hand, was bouncing with excitement at the prospect of new heroes.

“Five orbs! You know what that means, [Name]!” She grinned, and this time you understood what she meant. “It means that we can summon a new hero?” You finished, now equally excited as the Princess of Askr.

“We’ve got to summon you a Valentine’s day cutie! Who knows, maybe it’ll be love at first sight!” Sharena beamed, causing you to furrow your eyebrows with a pause. “Wait, don’t tell me you don’t actually believe in love at first sight?” You questioned, expecting her to laugh it off as a joke.

“Uh, of course!” She remarked, “It’s the most romantic thing in the world, to meet the one and feel that spark in your soul, like you're meant to be. I’ve always believed in love at first sight, it’s just so. . . incredible!”

Sharena continued to fawn over the concept of love at first sight, something you could never truly wrap around your head.

You had never been a believer in love at first sight.

To you, it was a ludicrous concept created by lonely, hopeless romantics simply enamored by the concept of love.  It just seemed impossible to feel a connection — a spark — from a person you’ve just met. Those who believed in love at first sight were just desperate to feel wanted and loved by someone, anyone. As cruel as it was, you believed you were only speaking the truth.

Yet, you learned first hand that it was possible for hopeful fantasties to become reality.

If you had been told that you would one day be the summoner of a kingdom called Askr, you would laugh in their face. Now, you had to face that situation head on. It wasn’t everyday that someone was whisked away from their boring lives to the land of Zenith, yet here you were, living proof that the impossible was possible.

You had never imagine, not even in your wildest dreams, that you’d be swept away from your world and into a completely different, new land.

The day you arrived in Askr was still vivid in your mind. The sky was blue, the white clouds formed wonderful shapes, the grass was green; it was a scene straight out of a fairy tale, the approaching army of the Emblian Empire included.

With Breidablik, the legendary weapon that summoned you, thrusted into your hands, you had no choice but to act. To your utter surprise, you first battle was a victory, a much needed one at that. The Kingdom of Askr was in dire need of help against the Embla Empire, and you appeared to be an angel sent to hear their prayers.

Anna bestowed upon you the legendary relic named Breidablik, the weapon that had summoned you to the land of Zenith in the first place. To no surprise, you were quickly welcomed by the Sharena, the Princess of Askr. Alfonse, on the other hand, stayed distant, yet eventually he came around and befriended you.

From that day on, you were no longer [Name] [Last Name], college student extraordinaire; you were [Name] [Last name], Summoner of the Order of Heroes.

The title was as marvelous as it sounded. To be honest, “Summoner of Askr” had a nice ring to it, and you had found yourself flaunting it off more time than you could count. It was something you were always proud of since you arrived to the land of Zenith, but with it came the burdens of war.

When there was war, there was a need for soldiers — heroes, preferably. As the summoner and tactician of the Order of Heroes, it was your responsibility to summon brave and legendary heroes from across the worlds and recruit them to your cause.

It was a rinse and repeat cycle: gain orbs, set off to Vaskrheim, fire Breidablik at the summoning stones, pray that you didn’t get another Wrys, then welcome your newest hero with open arms. It wasn’t rare to summon the occasional villain or the fallen hero, but you often chose to recruit them anyways. The Order of Heroes needed all the help it could get with crusade against Hel quickly approaching.

As much as you despised Sharena’s reference to love at first sight, you set off to Vaskrheim anyways. Vaskrheim felt like a second home, really. You were constantly in and out of the ruins in your frantic pursuit of summoning heroes, and your connection to Breidablik gave you a special connection to the ruins of the once wonderous temple.

It was almost comforting to stand before the familiar summoning stone once more, you felt at peace. Whether it was Breidablik’s fault or your own feelings was unknown, what mattered was that you had enough orbs for one summoning.

You calmly pulled Breidablik from its holster on your hip, taking a deep breath as you did so. It was always nerve wracking to summon a brand new hero, you never knew what kind of hero you’d get. You shook your head, dispelling any bad thoughts. You could deal with it today, you decided, even if you did get another Oliver.

You extended your arms before you, both hands holding tightly onto Breidablik’s golden grip. Your finger hovered over the trigger, ready to fire away and summon the Order of Heroes’ newest addition at any moment. Breidablik was already loaded with orbs, it was locked and loaded.

You closed your eyes, the light that flew from Breidablik tended to be blinding — literally, it hurt the eyes. With a prayer for a legendary hero on your tongue, your let your finger pulled the trigger.

Instantaneously, five colorful rays of light flew from Breidablik’s barrel, merging into one white light before it made contact with the summoning stone. The stone began to glow and shift, causing a wave of air to carry your hair away in its current. With each passing second, it flashed and pulsated, until eventually the light faded away.

Finally, you opened your eyes, drinking in the sight of the your newest hero.

Amber eyes fell upon your own [eye color] eyes, and suddenly it felt like time had stopped. You quickly averted your eyes to something else, anything but his piercing eyes that were just so dazzling; in this case it had been the giant wings behind the tall man.

As much as you wanted to stop staring, you couldn’t tear your eyes from his magnificent wings

protruding from his back. They were large, almost as tall as him, if not taller. His feathers were brown, resembling the wings of a great, strong hawk.

Your heart was beating rapidly in your chest, ramming against your ribcage; you wished for nothing more than for your beating heart to just stop. Despite the incessant beating of your heart, you felt relaxed and warm in his presence, but that didn’t stop butterflies from fluttering in your stomach though.

You hadn’t even realized your mouth had been ajar until you caught yourself staring for a second too long. You felt your cheeks flush red from what you hoped was embarrassment, because you were most definitely not planning to fall in love at first sight today. Nope. Not at all.

“I’m Tibarn,” The man spoke gruffly, “I may be a king, but don’t make a big deal out of it. Fawning praise does me no good.”

You hated that you struggled to say words before him, much less form coherent sentences. You were just so. . . stunned that you had summoned a person as magnificent as him. You had always try to keep up an air of professionalism, but with Tibarn you seemed to trip and stumble of your words.

“I’m, uh, [Name], summoner and tactician for the Order of Heroes,” You introduced briefly, seemingly forgetting your own name for a moment. You shook your head lightly, knocking yourself out of you love-induced stupor, then smiled bright at him, “Welcome to the Order of Heroes, Tibarn!” 

He looked into your eyes once more, but you made an effort to avert his gaze, too flustered to be look into his amber eyes.

You weren’t sure how he did it, but Tibarn made you believe in love at first sight.

If there was one thing you did know, it was that you were going to have to ask Anna for some Valentine’s day chocolates later.

[idothisforfunx]

NILES TRIES TO COMFORT YOU AFTER A BAD SUMMON AND OFFERS YOU THE COMFORT OF HIS TIDDIES

Gods, what had you done?

523 orbs… gone. And what did you get?

You turned around from the summoning platform to look at the “heroes” you had summoned.

Maria, Merric, Gray, Tailtiu, Julia, Jaffar… and those are only the 5* heroes you got. And somehow, somehow, they all had an attack bane.

Fuck.

You had spent hours scavenging for orbs from anywhere and everywhere you could. Chain challenge, arena, quests… you had even paid for over 400 orbs from a local vendor.

Gods, you wouldn’t be eating for a week.

All the smoke released from the summoning stone had long since dissipated, and you were left orbless and moneyless. With nothing to show for it.

All the heroes were chatting happily amongst themselves, unaware of the suffering of their dear summoner.

You felt the guilt creep in. Why did you do this? Why did you think this would be fun?? Hundreds of dollars… gone. Hours and hours of your time… vanished, just like that.

“Oh, what’s wrong darling? You look delicious like that~.” You heard a familiar voice say.

You turned towards the snow haired outlaw. He stood with arms crossed, a small smirk gracing his features.

“Although it pains me to say this, I kind of feel bad for you. All those orbs went to waste, didn’t they?”

You nodded, your eyes feeling dry as you placed your face in your hands.

“I fucking hate myself.”

“Oh dear, now is that any way to talk? Get close to me, and I’ll help you feel better…”

He outstretched his arms towards you, that damn smirk still ever-present.

But god dammit, you felt like shit. There was no way you were missing out on this.

You walked into his embrace, and he pulled you tight into his chest. You closed your eyes, happy to be wrapped in his warmth. He held you tightly, your head pressed against his chest. The two of you stayed there, for a moment or two. It honestly was quite peaceful. That was, until his smooth voice broke the silence.

“I have a little gift for you, summoner~..”

Your eyes opened, and warily you looked up at him, waiting for him to continue.

“I have something against my chest, but you’ll have to grab it yourself if you want it…” He said, his smirk growing to a shit-eating grin.

You frowned immediately, pulling back so you could look at his face, but still be held by him.

“You dick.”

“Well, I mean, if you really don’t it…” He pulled away from you, his hands coming back down to his sides.

Your eyes narrowed, and you moved swiftly to place your hand on top of his shirt. You felt heat rise to your cheeks.

“Go ahead, darling~.” He winked at you. Or… at least you think he winked.

You hesitantly moved your hand under his shirt, placing your palm on his left breast. He chuckled at you.

“Other side, sweetheart.”

You groaned. This was already awkward enough!

Losing your patience, you moved over to the other breast, feeling something that shouldn’t be there. Thank fuck he wasn’t pulling a prank on you just so he could make you touch his tits.

You grabbed the object, it was slim and smooth. Like… paper.

You pulled it out of his shirt, and your eyes lit up like fireworks as you looked at the summoning ticket between your fingers.

“Just one more summon, my dear. Go ahead, let’s see who you get~.”

You pulled away from him, a huge smile gracing your features as your eyes remained glued to the ticket. You spun around, walking towards the summoning stone.

The ticket glowed, and you held it up and towards the circle. It’s glow peaked, before it disappeared from your grasp, and orbs materialized in the summoning circle.

Niles walked up behind you, taking your shoulder and pointing at one of the orbs lit up on the ground. A red one.

“How about that one? I think it might have something good inside…”

You agreed, selecting the orb and letting it fuel Bridablik. You took a few steps back, shooting the orb into the circle in the summoning stone. A second or two went by, and a puff of smoke emerged from the stone.

“Oooh, I feel good about this one…” He spoke next to your ear, smiling.

Through the smoke, you saw a figure slowly emerge. They were large- and… had wings!

“Oh my…” Niles breathed.

The hawk king himself appeared before you, arms crossed with a smile on his face.

“Hey! I’m Tibarn.”

You squealed, your heart surging with happiness. You spun around, wrapping your arms around the outlaw and squeezing him tightly.

He let out a noise of surprise, but quickly smirked and hugged you back. But it only lasted a few seconds, you were too excited for a longer embrace. You leaned up, planting a kiss on his lips quickly without thinking, before spinning around again to squeal and jump.

“Yes!!! Finally!!!!!!! Hello Tibarn!!! It’s nice to finally meet you!”

“Woah, hey! It’s nice to meet you too! I uh… guess you’re really happy to see me, huh?” He replied, a bit awkward about being greeted so enthusiastically.

Sharena walked up to the three of you, offering to guide Tibarn back to the castle and tell him a bit about what was going on. He agreed, and the two walked off quickly.

You made an odd noise, still extremely happy about the summon.

You turned back to Niles, who still looked a bit in shock about your sudden kiss. His eye was wide, and he stood frozen in place.

“Is there anything else you have hidden in your shirt that I should know about?” You said teasingly.

That sentance seemed to snap him out of it, and he smirked at you; grabbing your arm and pulling you closer to him.

“Well, why don’t you check and find out~?” He winked. You think.

[doublerainebow]

*cries in I hope Fire Emblem gives me more birb husbands in future installments 😭😭*

It's already hard enough finding x Reader fics for Tibarn, Janaff, and Naesala :(

[theodora3022]

What to expect

These are just little previews of fics that I plan to write eventually. 

Last update: 2020-11-13

Arranged – Yandere Shoto x F!Reader(BNHA)

With your strong plant quirk, you are a worthy trophy for Endeavor to add into the Todoroki collection. You would make a good wife to his prized son, with that sweet and caring nature. You and Shoto agreed that you would put on shows, until his father decides to bother some other poor soul. Unbeknownst to you, your fake fiancée is not satisfied with playing pretend anymore.

A ray of Light – Tibarn x Heron F!Reader(Fire emblem Radiant dawn)

As a beautiful heron with a sweet singing voice, you were captured by hunters and sold as an exotic pet to Bengion nobles. You thought your life would be over. But the Hawk king, discovered you when he was pillaging ships. To express your gratitude, you agreed to become his queen.(This is currently on hold because I cannot write spice)

Rumors don’t matter Part 2 | Hitoshi Shinsou x F!Reader(BNHA)

Hitoshi is confused about his relationship with you. You two are surely friends, but he feels the connection is deeper than that. He feels like there is no need to put on that mask when being alone with you. After searching up some things on the internet, he decides to ask you on a “date”. 

[fe-husband-heaven]

Master List (March-May)

The x’s are links! More than one x just means another post!

N/SFW Alphabet Asks:

Takumi (x) (xx) (xxx)

Leo (x) (xx)

Henry (x)

Shiro (x) (xx)

Shigure (x)

Canas (x)

Alfonse (x) (xx)

Niles (x)

Seliph (x)

Ike (x) (xx)

Duma (x)

Zelgius (x) (xx)

Bruno (x) (xx)

Siegbert (x)

Inigo/Laslow (x) (xx) (xxx)

Ryoma (x) (xx)

Xander (x) (xx) (xxx)

Silas (x)

Valter (x)

Michalis (x)

M!Robin (x) (xx)

Gaius (x)

Hector (x)

Claude (x)

Hinata (x)

Azama (x)

Kaden (x) (xx)

Chrom (x) (xx)

Hríd (x) (xx)

Tibarn (x) (xx) (xxx)

Frederick (x)

Brady (x)

Priam (x)

Grima (x)

Naesala (x)

Sigurd (x)

Kaze (x)

HCs:

Naesala’s S/O is afraid of heights and birds

Zelgius’s S/O goes missing

Shiro, Ike, Owain go to a convention!

Top 10 FE Butt’s and when you slap them nyaha

Baby Chicks are lose in the castle!

Priam meets Ike who’s dating the Summoner!

Treating Owain to a movie date

Top 10 most likely to wind up in jail

Odin’s S/O pranks him

Lesbian Reader friendship with Forrest

Surtr & Duma w/artist S/O + a little lemonish subtexts wink wonk

Who likes/hates airplanes + Mile High Club 

Owain,Ike,Shiro meet their voice actors

Vaike,Hawkeye, Owain find out their S/O has been abused

Shiro + going to the fair

Ike,Shiro,M!Corrin finding out they’re gonna be dads

Ike falling asleep on the Summoner’s chest

Summoner introduces DnD to the heroes!

Thoughts on Sigurd + Small HC’s

Ryoma and S/O that loves his hair

Opinion on Ike + Married life Hc’s

Ryoma,Chrom, Laslow/Inigo meeting voice actors

Yandere Alfonse Pt.1 

Yandere Alfonse Pt.2 (Smut)

Saizo + Lukas Smut HC’s

Marth Falling In Love HC’s

Grima General Smut HC’s

Fluffy Lovey Dovey Keaton HC's

Soft Niles HC’s

Scenario:

Dating Odin but summoning Owain without knowing the truth

Inigo teasing M!Summoner with his butt at the hot springs

Silas with a Summoner who likes to hear him cuss during s/ex

M!Summoner confesses to Ike while he trains (for astra-crits!)

Bruno Fluff/Smut after he’s cured of his curse

Unaware Silas teasing M!Corrin with his butt

Summoner touching Reyson’s wings not realizing its turning him on

Jakob realizing he’s in love with you

Walhart learns he’ll be a father

Shigure Smut Drabble

Hrid Smut after beating Surtr

Grima Special: Gauntlet Win

Bruno letting the Summoner see his eyes

Hotspring smut after not seeing Ryoma for a while

Walking in on Lyon without a shirtless angst

M!Summoner proposes M!Robin

First time with Saizo

Prompt: Niles + Shut up and kiss me

Prompt: Grima + Why haven’t you kissed me yet?

Mod Torture Asks:

Wrys proposing to the Summoner

R-romantic dinner with Oliver

My Husband Raven mwuah!:

A sparring session with Raven

Raven proposing to his S/O

Wolf Laguz Raven

Old man is stalking S/O + Raven shows him who you belong to

Woo wee! That’s all the posts from the start of this blog, hope this makes it easier on newcomers nyaha! I’m v proud of our blog ya’ll, thank you for the support mwuah!

[glowingbadger]

Okay I had this lovely request for a fic like the Seteth "in heat" one I did a little while back, but for Tibarn, and I'm SO here for that, but I lost the request and like several paragraphs that I'd already written .-. life is suffering

Anyway, let's try this again Time to get unironically submissive and breedable

Tibarn (FE: PoR & RD) x AFAB Reader

("Queen," but no pronouns)

CW: in heat, mating, breeding kink

NSFW 18+

Tibarn has sent for you, which is rare enough on its own, as he'll generally come find you himself, always wearing that charming grin when he catches sight of you. You'd been hurried to see him, attendants insisting that he'd called for you to be brought to him in haste, and you can't help but wonder what could require your presence so urgently.

The throne room of Pheonicis' capitol is far less ostentatious than those of Begnion and even Crimea, if descriptions and illustrations of such places are to be believed; yet the worn wood and practical decor suits you just as well. You see your lover from across the hall the moment you arrive, seated with comfortable dignity, as though the old oaken throne were made of solid gold. He's flanked by Ulki and Janaff as per usual, and deeply engrossed in lively banter with a number of high ranking tribe warriors surrounding him. He doesn't look to be in any serious distress... what could he have wanted you for?

You've always admired the warm camaraderie between Tibarn and his countrymen, and so you make yourself inconspicuous so as to not disrupt their shared tales of daring hunts and past battles both won and lost. Unsurprisingly, Ulki notices you regardless. He probably heard your footsteps before you even reached the throne room proper (he says that you have distinct "firm, beorc footing," for whatever that means), and he nudges the King's arm and directs his shrewd eyes toward you. When Tibarn's amber gaze levels on you, there's something arresting about his expression- something that makes your heart skip, though you couldn't name it if you tried.

"Ah, Y/N, come," he says, and catches you around the waist the moment you reach him. By now, you're accustomed to the more blatant affections of the Laguz, so despite the company, you smile and lean into your lover's embrace. But then, he pulls you down onto his lap, his arm firm around you as he supports you on one muscular thigh.

"Hey, Tibarn-!"

Over your half-hearted protests, he addresses the other hawks before they get too wrapped up in bawdy comments on the scene before them,

"And you all," he speaks with the firm authority he wields as naturally as his own talons, "Go make some use of your time and your wings, understand?"

While his two loyal aids immediately turn to depart on his orders, the others linger for a time, caught up in the remnants of conversation and barely disguised glances toward you. Held firm against Tibarn's warm body, you feel him exhale, clearly displeased.

"Come now, can't a man have a moment with his mate?" he says more firmly above the jokes and commentary. The hand around your waist has begun to slide down the curve of your hips and upper thigh, squeezing soft flesh in his grip. By his expression, you wonder if he's even aware of his own touch. Either way, you can already feel your face burning up, try as you might to borrow Tibarn's dauntless confidence.

"You heard your orders- get moving," Janaff finally prods the group, wings twitching irritably behind him, "Bunch of chattering sparrows, the lot of you..."

They finally begin to file out, and your posture slackens just a little, glad to be free of the excess attention. Yet before the last hand has left the grand double doors, Tibarn's lips are at your neck.

"Finally..." He growls, his teeth nipping insistently at tender skin while his free hand sets upon removing your clothing. Your body tenses and arcs against him.

"Tibarn-!" You try to sound admonishing, but it's impossible when he drags his tongue along your neck, fiery love-bites marking you everywhere he can reach. You feel a familiar ache at your core as he sucks a punishing bruise to your throat, his hand gripping the swell of your thigh and holding you in place.

"Beorc are so sensitive," he murmurs with evident amusement, his breath hot across your skin. He's already pulled your boots off and it's now tugging your breeches down your legs, effortlessly maneuvering you on his lap in his strong arms. Tibarn is always a confident and unabashed lover, but there's something different about today- something almost compulsive. He's acting like he needs you, and it's all you can do to try to keep up with his pace. Before long, he's repositioned you so that your back rests against his hard chest and your knees are slung over his thighs, legs spread open as his hands greedily wander your body. Immediately, your attention is drawn to the hot, hard sensation of his manhood throbbing and rutting against your ass.

"Right- right here...?" you murmur in disbelief. Light-hearted and yet deadly serious, he replies,

"I'll have my mate wherever I like, little one."

One large hand runs up your torso, pushing up your shirt until he has unfettered access to your breasts. He fondles them hungrily, indulging in the soft flesh in his palm and tugging stiffened nipples until you're panting, arching back against him. Then, you feel the other hand sliding two fingers between your plush lower lips. You gasp aloud as he quickly finds your clit and begins to massage it steadily, stroking you over and over as you tremble in his arms.

"What's... got- gotten into you-??" you moan the words into the empty throne room, and he gives a low chuckle that flutters through your hair.

"Ah, that's right. Beorc don't experience it."

His touch leaves you just long enough to work open the front of his trousers, and immediately, you feel the impossibly hard length of his shaft rubbing between your soaked folds. You feel the tip run across your entrance, coating him in your juices, though not entering you just yet. You're surprised at how quickly he'd managed to make you as eager for it as he clearly is.

"It's my Heat," Tibarn says simply as he begins to position you both , with one hand at your hip and the other aligning his towering cock, "The Laguz drive to mate. To breed," his teeth graze the shell of your ear as his tip begins to spread you open around him, "And I won't be satisfied until I've filled you with me."

He drives into you in one steady motion, his hold at your hips pushing you down onto him as his hips thrust up to meet you, and for a moment, your breath and your thoughts leave you. Tibarn is always considerably larger than most men, but something about this "heat" must bolster even his size. You feel your inner walls strain around him, squeezing the full length of his cock while you pant and shiver against his sturdy torso. His wings furl around you both, protectively flanking either side of the throne. Elongated nails dig almost painfully against your thighs, leaving red divits in their wake, sure to remind you of Tibarn's claim for days to come.

The moment he begins to move, thrusting his member deep into you with your own body weight pushing you further onto him, you let out a pathetic whimper in an unfamiliar voice. Tibarn's pleasured grunts in your ear only spur you on to be a good mate and take him, to relieve his heat no matter what he demands of you.

"Long ago... the King's Heat meant that his chosen mate would be impregnated before an audience in this throne room," his voice is low and graveled in his chest, and his words cause you to moan aloud, your cunt clenching hard around him, clinging desperately to his length. The thought of Tibarn taking you in full view of his people, of a crowd watching you squirm and whimper as your gushing pussy takes his cock... it's far too filthy and far too wonderful to put out of mind. That you could be filled with his seed in full view of the crowd, that they would then know that you were carrying the King's child-

Suddenly, a rush of tingling pleasure erupts at your core and spreads through your body. You're gasping and moaning out your lover's name as your over-full cunt spasms and coils around him, and he fucks you through your climax. Your knees feel weak, but you rally your strength to keep yourself in place for him, even as your legs tremble with the aftershocks of your orgasm. Tibarn groans and holds you tighter against his muscled frame,

"Mmm... you like that idea, do you? Ungh- keep squeezing around me like that and I... won't be able to hold back..." His pace quickens, his thrusts harder, deeper, sending a jolt of aching pleasure up your spine each time he buries himself in you.

"Don't hold back... I- I want it...!" you gasp out between moans, still half dazed from your climax. He snarls between gritted teeth, the harsh bucking of his hips bouncing you on his lap. Aided by your overflowing juices, he forces his massive cock into your cunt again and again. Bulging veins and the swollen head drag along your inner walls, the friction and overwhelming size of him enough to cause your eyes to roll back. He's close- you can feel his manhood twitching and throbbing deep within you. By now, he's seized complete control of the pace. His powerful hold on your hips tugs you down against him in time with his thrusts, and it's all you can do to keep yourself from collapsing in his arms as he chases his release.

Tibarn lets out a roaring groan of pleasure, muscles tensing as he pulls you down onto him, then holds you mercilessly in place. He's buried in you to the hilt, and his lips find the crook of your neck once more as he begins to fill you with his cum. Dazed and tingling all over, you surrender your body to your lover and simply allow him to spill inside of you. A sudden lurch of his hips urges a helpless whimper past your lips, as the thick mass of his cock forces his release as deep into you as he can fit- as though his instinct commands him to ensure that his seed claims you.

Then, at last, you feel his body relax around you, and a heavy exhale against your skin. Tibarn slumps back against the throne, pulling you back with him and cradling you to him, all while his member remains nestled in your over-full and aching pussy. For a moment, you're quiet together. Yet despite having carried most of the physical strain of your coupling, your lover collects himself enough to move before you do. Gingerly, he lifts you up off of his still semi-hard length, and turns you to rest more comfortably on his lap with your head on his shoulder. A finger urges your chin up towards him. Slowly, tenderly, he presses a deep kiss to your lips, to which you can only offer a happy, contented sigh.

"Well done, my Queen," he murmurs, barely parting from you. When your hazy eyes focus on him, you expect to be met with his usual smirk- but the smile he wears is warm and openly adoring. Curling up against him, you rest your head on his chest to enjoy his warmth and his scent just a while longer. Soon, you'll need to make yourself more or less presentable, and Tibarn says that he'll have a warm bath drawn for you. Though it's not long before you learn that the time to recuperate is invaluable. Your mate will require your services again before night falls, and often after that, until his heat subsides.