Fire Emblem 13 Headcanons, Imagines, and One Shots
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Give us ideas for any headcanons, imagines, or one shot ideas that are anything Fire Emblem Awakening related! NSFW allowed! ASK BOX CLOSED!!! Le Personal Blog (Gerome Mun): @theotakuassassin Le Personal Blog (Gaius Mun): xenoshadel Le Personal Blog (Inigo Mun): pixxyofflames
Could you write a one shot about Gaius and Anna? Maybe how a date or an interaction between them might go?
The ginger heard the clink of gold coins in a bag and a smirk tugged on his lips. He knew the sound all too well, and he turned his head towards the redheaded trickster. Clink clink! as more coins were added and instinctively Gaius felt his fingers twitch.Â
Anna looked at him with a bright smile while she tied the strings of the bag together. âNot only am I known for cutting deals but also fingers if a deal doesnât go right with me!â
Such a cheerful smile for a chilling remark and Gaius put his hands up defensively. âHey now, Red, old habits die hard for folks like us. You know how it is when it comes to a few pretty coins to snatch.â
âThat I do,â Anna agreed with a gleam in her eyes. âEspecially when thereâs a good sale to watch those purses empty in no time!â
Her display table sat by the corner of the barracks and the boxes of tomes and assorted armory that were once filled to the brim were empty, which was a rare sight given that Annaâs many sisters would stop by to deliver a shipment or two. The thief walked towards the small table next to it and brushed off the dust on top of it.
âDonât I know it,â Gaius said, inspecting the scratched wood and uncovering a small basket underneath the table. A variation of tinkling and metallic sounds disturbed the silence when he shook the basket and Anna raised an eyebrow at him.
âOh? You make profit as a merchant as well?â
âYeah. I sell the odd trinket or two when I have the time.â Gaius shrugged nonchalantly. âAny business that works is good business.â
He seemed so indifferent about it compared to her enthusiasm at the sight of a potential customer (or victim as others would call them), and Annaâs eyes gleamed at a sudden idea. âWhy donât we put your business skills to the test with a little competition? Whoever earns more would win and get the profit from the loser.â
Gaius perked his head at her offer, more so from the way she deviously rubbed her hands together in anticipation, and he slyly smiled at her. âDone deal. I know just the spot in the nearby town for us to set up and score sales.â He held the basket and walked towards the exit, winking at the trickster before he slipped away. âHope you wonât mind the sour feeling of a merchantâs loss at the end of the day.â
Annaâs smile twitched to fight off the scowl at his remark and she turned back to her display table. âI never knew the feeling, thief, nor will I have it tomorrow,â she muttered, and off to work she went and gathered what will make up her âspecial sales.â
***
A lively atmosphere bounced on the roads of the little town as villagers made their way to the open markets. The sounds of gold hitting the table and laugh of delight from a satisfied customer intermingled with the merchants as they attracted more curious eyes.
With Annaâs large display of assorted weaponry, staves, and armor, the onlookers emptied their wallets not just for the promise of fine quality, but from the chilling smile from the redhead if a customer dared to reconsider her sales.
As for the thief? A charming smile, a glint in the eye when a customer looked over his items, and a smooth voice to win over a bag of gold. There may be the odd trinket as he said, but fine jewelry crafted by his hands, stolen weapons of the nobility and other curious items decorated his smaller display. If it wasnât for the thiefâs silver tongue to distract them, a villager would have been suspicious of the surprising quality of goods belonging to the thief. Ah, what did it matter if they were purchased with care?
The bustling of the town died down when the evening approached and Anna audibly sighed in frustration at Gaiusâ smug grin. âHow did you earn more profit than me by 2000 bullion?!â
Gaius flipped a coin up in the air to casually catch it and shrugged at her. âBy being a good businessman? You should know how it all works.â
âI do know. I just donât understand how I lost,â Anna groaned, looking at her earned bags of gold as though they were abandoned children. âGods, and lost to a thief.â
Gaiusâ grin grew when he saw the way Annaâs face scrunched up as she carried the bags to his pile. âSour taste, isnât it?â
Red eyes shot daggers at him, and the trickster breathed deeply when the final bag was handed over. âBitter, Iâd say, but one that wonât be forgotten.â
âSo you want to do this again?â
âI would consider it after my next shipment arrives,â Anna said. She had to admit that she was surprised, and the competition gave her a few ideas to try out from her observations of the thief. ââŚIâll let you know when.â
At least she wasnât threatening him with her sword to return the gold. Gaius smirked, tilting his head at her. âIf you say so, Red. It was a fun change in pace though.â
With a small cart to carry the bags of gold and his remaining boxes of items, Gaius secured the cart to take back to Shepherdsâ barracks. Just before he made his way, he tossed the coin in his hand to the trickster. Anna caught it in surprise and Gaius winked at her when she looked at him.
âPleasure doing business with you,â he chuckled, and he made his way towards the paved road with his cart.
Rolling the coin between her fingers, Anna smirked at the gesture before she readied her own cart. âThe pleasure was mine, Gaius.â
F!MU complains her husband isn't romantic enough and he attempts to do so? (Lon'qu, Owain, Gaius please?)
,m,Youâve got it, anon! (´･âŞĎâŞď˝Ąď˝) ~Gerome Mun
Lon'qu:
Ok, you knew you new spouse was still a little anxious around women, but youâd think after a few months of marriage would make him used to your various romantic shenanigans. Youâd come up behind him, give him a hug and how would he reply? By stiffening and saying you should release him immediately. Although his blushes always betrayed him, you begrudgingly let go for his sake. This couldnât go on for much longer without you going insane!
When you both retired for the evening, you were sitting on he bedroll and you looked at him with a pout. Your husband caught your pathetic look and said, â_____, whatâs with the look? Are you well?â
âLon'qu⌠Iâm frustrated. Why donât you show your affections like the other married couples at camp? Iâm aware of your past, but every time I show you affection, you shy from me,â you said looking down sadly, only to be brought back up by a firm calloused hand.
â_____, I love you very much, however, itâs difficult to adjustâŚ. Iâm not used to having someone, no less a woman, so close to me. I willâŚtry to adjust more to your liking, _____,â he said with one of his rare small smiles. Oh Gods, you could never stay irritated at that smileâŚ
You returned the grin and said, âThanks, Lon'qu⌠Itâs all I ask of you.â You attempted to try this by giving a tight hug. While your husband did stiffen, he eventually returned the embrace gently. Baby steps were all that were really needed right now⌠And you were happy with that!
Owain:
âI apologize, milady, but I must be on my way. For Gerome requires me to practice with him. We both plan to train one another in our weaknesses, him with swords, and me with lances. Ever since he became a Wyvern Lord, he is still hopelessly ill equipped to deal with sword wielders like myself,â your bombastic beau said in his typical over the top voice. Gods, you loved him, but this is the fifth time this week... You completely understood why he was constantly training, but sometimes you felt neglected by the one you should never have felt neglected by.
You gently took his sword hand into yours and asked, âAre you sure you have to leave for training? Youâve been doing it a lot lately and Iâm concerned that youâre overworking yourself...â You looked back at him with concerned eyes, you know it was selfish of you to ask of him to stop everything and come back to you. Gods you know it was horribly selfish, but you missed him so badly.
Owain, to your surprise, smiled and chuckled. He added with his trademark heroic grin, âI apologized for neglecting you like this, however, I swear as I am the Scion of Legend, I will come back to you forthwith and we shall commence in the cuddling!â his grin was practically to his ears and you were getting stares from every member of the army as they passed you two. You couldnât care less about all the stares. You loved your Scion of Legend no less...despite how many times he embarrassed you.
âAlright great Scion of Legend, Iâll hold you to that promise you know,â you teased with a grin before giving him a hug before walking back to your tent. The way he was talking about that cuddling, it better be legendary...
Gaius:
You felt strong arms around yourself and looked over your shoulder. You saw an all too familiar lock of orange hair and the tail end of a familiar headband. You grinned wildly and spun around to hug him back. âYouâre back! Where did you even go?â You asked excitedly as you hugged him tightly.
âHeh... Sorry Iâve been a little out of commission as of late,â he said with a sheepish grin, âIâve been working my tail off to plan a little surprise for you. Like I said Iâm sorry that Iâve been distant, but I think youâll find it more than worth it.â He smiled and sat you onto the bed, and sat beside you with a grin. âHow about you close your eyes for a bit, Bubbles? Iâm gonna show you that little surprise Iâve been planning for ya.â
You raised an eyebrow curiously, but complied and closed your eyes. You felt the bed shift about and something being placed about your neck. Your hair was moved to the side and you felt a small chain being placed about your neck. âAlright, Bubbles, open âem up,â he said before returning to his seated position on the bed.
You opened up your eyes and looked down to see a beautiful silver chain about your neck with a lovely blue gem hanging off of it surrounded by silver to look like an eye. âG-Gaius, this is...amazing... How did you ever get all of this?â You said with teary eyes as you looked back at him.
âHeh, where do you think I was for all that time,â Gaius said with a grin looking at you with pride, âThat gem was a pain to find.â He looked at you joyfully and wiped your face with a smile. âYou like it, Bubbles?â
You couldnât even say anything; you wrapped your arms around him tightly and gently squeezed him. All of this was certainly worth the wait...
May I suggest an Oral prompt for Stahl x F!MU? It seems rather fitting for him, heh.
Youâve got it! NSFW WARNING!!!! SHAMELESS SMUT AHEAD!!!!~ Gerome Mun
Honestly you two had no idea what came over you two... Maybe it was a thoughtless touch or a kiss in just the right spot, but never the less you two were in the stables intertwined against a wall of a vacant pen. You had Stahl against the wall of the stable and your lips were against his in a hungry manner, like a thirst that could never be satiated.
When the kiss was separated from, Stahl placed his hands on your shoulders for a moment and asked in a hushed tone, "Wait a minute, aren't you concerned that we might be caught?" He looked around as if he was just going to find someone watching them. You have an impish smirk at this and kneeled before him.
"Just relax... No one is going to catch us," you said in an equally quiet tone as you began to quietly undo his trousers and got to work. Good thing your husband was naturally quiet in bed anyways... He had his hand over his mouth to muffle his little sounds that he did make every now and then.
Benign to them was Sumia in the opposite side of the stables tending to her pegasus. Due to the distance, she couldn't hear the incredibly private acts happening in the stables over. She was just brushing out the wings when she heard a little muffled cry that startled her. She ran off past the hidden lovers into the field to see what it was that made that sound. After finding nothing and taking a small tumble down a hill, she decided to head back to the camp and carry out kitchen duty.
You both silently thanked the Gods that Stahl's little slip didn't cause you two to get caught. You continued to pleasure him by bobbing your head and rubbing what you couldn't reach. Soon, your husband couldn't take much more and came into your mouth which you swallowed. You wiped your mouth with the back off your hand to get rid of any lingering saliva on your chin, and have your impish grin at your flustered and very satisfied husband. "Told you we wouldn't get caught," you said as you pulled your panting husband's small clothes and trousers back up.
Hi guys, Gerome Mun here! I'm sorry that there has been a lack of updates as of late! Most of us have just gone back to school or university, but I can promise that some more content is coming your way and we will work on what we can in our free time! Thank you for your never ending patience and support and I will see you later, little beans!!! ~Gerome Mun
Gaius taking care of a very ill fe!mu, or vice versa?
Rainy days were usually calming to you, but when a certain illness breaks out thanks to the cold weather? The sound of rain drops would deepen the chills on your body as you huddle in your pile of blankets. Fortunately for you, a certain ginger was more than happy of taking it upon himself to watch over your health, despite the âmedicineâ he used to help out.
âGaius, I donât think all of that sugar will help,â you groaned when you saw yet another candy bar waving at you.
âNow now, Bubbles. If thereâs one thing I know about sugar, itâs that it can work wonders on an upset stomach!â
âI thought itâs the cause of an upset stomach,â you muttered, snatching away the candy in case he attempted to shove it down your throat.
Gaius grinned and ruffled your hair. âSugar helps a sour attitude too, Bubbles,â he chuckled, and you glared at him as you unwrapped the candy. âStill, itâs better than staying in your safe haven for the rest of the night. Padre wonât have the medicine available until the storm clears so some sugar in your system will have to do.â
Thunder boomed the sky and you coughed, the strain of your throat deepening your voice at your next words. âI should be studying now⌠Gods.â
âHey, I think looking like a Risen would scare them away. Pale skin and a deathly stare? Check! Got your studies for the day!â
You rolled your eyes at his teasing and got into another coughing fit, groaning when your bleary eyes refocused on your surroundings for too long to see clearly. Gaius had left and came back with a large mug, and you peered over to see that it was hot chocolate. Topped with a few too many marshmallows and extra cream, the sweet smell took over your senses and you gladly accepted it from him. He smirked when you took long sips and had cream over your upper lip, and he leaned forward only to be pushed away by your free hand.
âDonât come any closer, Gaius. I donât want you getting sick,â you warned, your voice at a normal pitch thanks to the hot drink.
âIf I can get sick, I wouldâve gotten sick long ago,â he said, shifting himself to lay next to you. âRelax, Bubbles. Have some sugar and rest, and itâll be over soon.â
His thumb went across your upper lip to wipe off the cream and in spite of yourself, you cuddled at his side. The smell of sweets on him was comforting, and Gaius kissed the top of your head while he twirled your hair with his fingers. The storm outside seemed quieter when you closed your eyes, and you made a mental note to thank the beloved thief for being extra sweet on you.
Youâve got it, lil bean! (´,,ăťĎăť,,ď˝) ~Gerome Mun
The chirps of the morning larks awoke you from your deep sleep and the morning sun made you close your eyes. When you reopened them, you were a little thrown off by you not sleeping in your designated tent. Then last night hit you and your face was glowing when you laid eyes on your white haired bedmate. You had forgotten all about the encounter with the sorcerer last night until just now. You were even more startled when you found him awakening before you.
"Morning, ____! How are you? Nya ha ha," he asked as cheery as normal. How could he just play off last night like it was nothing?! Remembering your current naked state, you grabbed the sheet and hugged it to your chest. He clearly noticed the action and said, "Wow, last night was fun, huh? We should do that more often! Well, I've gotta run off! Tharja wanted a hand with her spells." He quickly got dressed and left with a simple kiss to your cheek.
As he left you touched your cheek and smiled, this crazy man was so bold and brazen you couldn't help but admire it. He was so kind as well... This may become so much more... And you couldn't wait for it to become more...
Could u do a made one shot for either gaius, Henry, or inigo?? Preferably Henry considering I haven't really seen any of him on this blog but whatever you'd prefer, thank u so much ur blog is wonderful!!!!
Awww⌠Thank you, lil bean! Youâre wonderful for sticking with us! I agree, Crow Husband needs love too!! (ââżââż) ~Gerome Mun
âNya ha ha ha! Whatâs up, ____? You look more stressed than normal. Are there brigands I need to hex,â he asked in his usual tone with his smile only growing and growing with anticipation of a possible slaughter.
âNo Henry itâs not like that. I havenât been sleeping well as of late due to the stress of tactics working or not racking my mind,â you admitted with a sigh. Your eyes held a light purplish hue under them and they seemed puffier than normal.
That grin of his never fading, he grabbed you hand and said excitedly, âCome with me! Iâve got just the hex for you!â He dragged you to his tent and made you sit on the bedroll. You looked at him with worry when he pulled out bizarre ingredients such as a jar full of newtâs eyes and bat wings.
While you were stuck there trying to come up with a viable excuse not to drink whatever strange liquid he was brewing, you saw a bright pink liquid in a beaker right before you. You looked at the pink liquid as it bubbled slightly from just being removed from a simmering cauldron. It certainly looked more appetizing than it was as raw ingredients.
âOkay hereâs what you do: You drink it everyday before bed and youâll be out like a light! Simple as that,â Henry boasted, the grin still plastered on his face. He handed the warm liquid to you gently and said, âWhat? You nervous? Trust me! I wouldnât poison someone who saves my hide when I need it!â
That was a good point⌠You tucked the vial into your coat and thanked him. Surely if you couldnât get any sleep naturally, surely this would knock you out in a heartbeat. You were a little nervous about it, but you had no reason not to trust Henry.
That potion worked like a charm! Not three minutes after you took it, you were out like a light. No less, you were more than fully refreshed. You looked to find the sorcerer responsible and you ran up to him. âHenry! Thank you! Thank you for giving me that potion. It worked like a charm! I donât know how to thank you,â you gushed to him.
âIt was a hex not a charm, silly! Youâre welcome! It was the best thing I could think of to do to help you,â he said with that usual grin on his face, âYou donât need to thank me! Your word is all I need in terms of thanks!â
âNo I want to make it up to you! I havenât felt this refreshed in a long time! How about we help each other with spell casting more often,â you asked kindly. âIâve wanted to learn dark magic for awhile and it couldnât help to brush up on Anima magic every now and then,â you offered.
âIâd like that, ______! Itâs fun hanging out with you! Almost as fun as watching a brigand burn to death,â he said with his face aglow with the analogy. You grimaced and agreed nonetheless. You truly did enjoy his company, maybe more than youâd like to admitâŚ.
Hey! Could you please do Henry's reaction to f!mu sacrificing herself?
While glaring into the eyes of your doppelganger, even with the booms of fire and thunder in the background following the clangs of silver, you managed to notice a crow feather flutter by you. You twitched a smile at the sound of a gleeful laugh, forcing yourself to keep that smile when you delivered the final blow. The dragonâs bellow rang in your ears and when you felt the throbbing lessen in your eardrums, that was when you heard that familiar laugh again.
âHey hey, ____! Awesome shot there!â Henry cheerfully said.
You noticed the numerous cuts and blood stains on his outfit and you quietly chuckled, âGee, thanks Henry. Are you all right though?â
âIâm bleeding in ten places but I feel more alive than anything! Nya ha!â
Despite his humor and that large grin, you still brought a hand to cup his cheek and rub off a spot of blood with your thumb. âWell, at least youâre still okay now that itâs over.â
The dark mage raised an eyebrow and touched your hand on his cheek. âHey ____? I canât feel your hand on me. Got a new trick up your sleeve already?â
So the clock was already ticking for you⌠you shook your head and responded, âNo, Henry⌠Now that Grima is gone⌠IâŚâ
You expected a joke about burning down trees with him to complete the fell dragonâs task or something in relation to murder, but Henry was silent. That grin still on his face but his next words sounded strained. âAww, ____. Too much killing can drain a lot out of you. Just hang in there and Iâll get a spell for you toââ
âHenry⌠I wonât be coming back,â you interrupted, as painful as it was to see his smile twitch. âNo spell will keep⌠me hereâŚâ
He attempted to hold your other hand but felt nothing in his grasp. â____? Donât disappear like a ghost. I donât want to see you goâŚâ
âI know, Henry.â Tick tick tick goes your clock. You only smiled one final time at him. âBut I have to⌠and remember with all my heart⌠I love you.â
You vanished right when the smile was replaced with a frown, and the mage stared at the spot he last saw you. Another crow feather glided down, but he didnât notice it when his fingers trembled. After all the Shepherds were brought back to safer grounds, Henry was the first to turn away and head towards the woods. The trees were silent from a laugh that didnât echo through them when a certain rogue crossed his path and blood spilled on the grass, and for the first time in a long while, he felt pain in his heart. Since then, no one ever saw that familiar wide smile from him.
Could you do the 'Fireside' and 'pregnant' prompts for Kellam and Walhart (if you dont want him maybe Donnel instead)?
Kellam: Fireside
The knight noticed the first stars of the night peaking behind the evening clouds and he made his way towards the spot the firewood was normally kept. All that he saw was an empty space, and he sighed and turned around until you ran into him.
âOuch!â You bumped your forehead against one of his metal plates and rubbed the sore spot.
âAh, ____! I thought I heard someone coming butâIâm sorry!â Kellam exclaimed, a little embarrassed for being responsible for the newly grown bruise on you. âI just wanted to check on the firewood.â
âNo need to apologize, Kellam. I shouldâve said something,â you sighed, and you peered around him. âI wanted to get some wood as well but I had a feeling someone forgot to restock for the night.â
âYeah⌠youâre not used to the cold, are you?â
You shook your head. âNot when itâs this chilly, no. I was hoping to be warm tonight but I think I have a solution for that.â
âAnd what would that be?â The knight raised an eyebrow when you smiled at him and reached for his hand.
âMaybe we can sleep together to stay warm!â
Kellam blushed at the thought of it and quietly stammered, âReally? With me? Are you⌠sure?â
âAbsolutely! Thatâs why I asked you, silly,â you chuckled.
âWell⌠okay. If thatâs want you want, I wouldnât mind sleeping with you.â He smiled and lead you to his tent, to which he took the time to tuck you in and cuddle at your side. Turns out your solution was the greatest one you hed ever came up with when the two of you slept soundly on that night.
Kellam: Pregnant
âNow where could he be?â
You were searching for your husband and spotted him tending to the flowers of your garden. When you walked towards him, he heard your footsteps and he raised his head to smile at you.
âHello ____!â he said with a large smile. âWhat brings you here?â
âI just wanted to see my one and only and share the good news from the doctor I visited!â
âOh, right! So youâre not ill?â he asked.
âNope, even better! Iâm actually pregnant!â you joyfully announced.
Kellam widened his eyes and he straightened himself up to hold your hands. âPregnant? Thatâs great news! Wonderful news! I didnât think I would be a father and yet⌠here I am.â
âAnd youâre going to make an amazing father to our child,â you reassured him, squeezing his hands a little. âI know you will.â
He smiled shyly and nodded, agreeing to come along with you to spread the news to the fellow Shepherds. Words of cheeriness and good wishes were shared by everyone, and you looked forward to the day youâll raise your family with your dear knight.
Walhart: Fireside
âOut of all days for the firewood to be out, today is that day,â you grumbled at the sight of crushed grass where the wood was stood.
âWhich one of these lowly soldiers is responsible for this?â came a gruff voice. You turned your head to see an annoyed Walhart looking at the empty space around you. âIf anything can be done, Iâll certainlyââ
âEr, Walhart? Letâs not scare off the new recruits, or worse,â you interrupted, moving yourself to face him, and sighed, âBut I canât blame them for not being able to restock the wood in this weather.â
He only scoffed and shook his head. âI can get the firewood in that case. Someone will have to anyway.â
âWait!â You grabbed his arm when he turned around and he gave you a confused look. You awkwardly laughed, âI thought that since itâll be a hassle to get enough wood for everyone, people can bunk in together. And I would like to spend the night with⌠youâŚâ
Walhart stared at you before smirking. âAn interesting plan, but one that would be effective for the soldiers here. I would be honored to sleep with you, ____.â
For being the burliest man in the army, he was actually quite a softy when you cuddled against him in his tent. Underneath that shell of armor was someone with enough warmth to share with you, and not once had the chill of the night disturbed the two of you.
Walhart: Pregnant
You recognized the shining red armor of your husband, his back facing you as he watched the sunset, and you quietly crept towards him. He didnât notice you until you wrapped your arms around him to give him a tight hug.
â____? What brings you here?â Walhart asked, amused by your sudden affection.
âI have good news for you!â you happily replied.
He raised an eyebrow and waited for an explanation, to which you stepped around to face him and placed your hands on your belly. âIâm expecting! Weâre going to be parents!â
Both eyebrows shot up in surprise and after a long moment, his face lit up. âParents, you and I? Who wouldâve thoughtâŚâ he said, his eyes gleaming at his next words. âOur child will grow to be the greatest ruler in the world after proper training.â
You sighed and pointed at him, sternly saying, âYou said those days were over for you, and if anything, our child will be the greatest person in the world if I have a say in it.â
Walhart blinked in surprise and muttered, keeping his words to a minimum to avoid a lecture. âFine, fine. But theyâll be great if Iâll be the father.â
You chuckled and nudged his side with your elbow. âOh I know, dear. Iâm excited for the little one as well.â
Walhart twitched a smile and he placed a hand on the small bulge on your belly, his face softening when his hand moved into a circle. âYes⌠letâs tell the others now, ____.â
It was more of a declaration than a casual announcement when Walhart broke the news to everyone else, but what more could you expect from your beloved?
Modern!AU: Cop Lon'qu saves F!MU from getting robbed or something and F!MU calls him her 'hero' and gives him gifts, etc and Lonk isn't sure how to deal with this??
Youâre going shopping at a mall, with some bags full of items, when someone reaches out and grabs your hair. He pulls you back and scrapes the tip of a knife against the skin of your throat. âYou give me your stuff, and this knife will not plunge any deeper,â he hisses, and you grit your teeth, about to say something when you hear footsteps.
âHalt.â A voice attracts the attention of both you and the robber. Â The robber spits at the new guy, a stoic-faced man with somewhat tamed black hair, wearing a brown shirt and some jeans.
âWhat are you doing?â he asks, starting to walk towards the robber. The robber presses the knife into your neck, crimson running over its blade. The male stops, and reaches towards his pocket.
Your neck is trying to get you to pay attention to its pain, but you simply watch as the new guy pulls out a knife of his own, before throwing it. The knife at your throat drops as the robber yells in pain.
You drop your shoulders, free from the knife, and stare at the gash that appeared on your robberâs shoulder, and you try to orient yourself to see clearly, for your throat to stop pounding out bloodâŚ
Thereâs an electric sound, the buzzing of someone being tazed, the fall of someone hitting the floor, and you think you hear the dialing of a phone. You donât know, your vision is blurringâŚÂ âThis is officer Lonâqu. I have incapacitated a robber, and we need someone to come andâŚâ
You pass out there, thoughts whirling in your head, and pain coming from more than just your neck. Itâs coming from your head, too.
When you come around, you find him patching up your neck, with some other guys shoving your robber into a police car. Someone else is smiling at you as well, and you realize that itâs Sumia, holding a first aid kit.
âYour injuries are surprisingly minor on your arms.â Lonâqu mutters, putting on another band-aid. âYour neck has stopped bleeding out, thanks to your friend.â He pats the band-aid, before looking at Sumia. âGet her home, and make sure she doesnât open up any of the wounds again.â
You look at Lonâqu before smiling in gratitude. âThank you, sir, for rescuing me.â
Lonâqu blinks, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. âWell, itâs part of my jobâŚâ
âBut youâre a hero!â You reach for your bag, before realizing itâs on Sumiaâs arm. âIs there any way I can repay you? I have a few things here I was planning for someone else, but Iâm sure I can give them to you!â
Lonâqu looks away, glancing at his buddies. âIâm⌠sure you can. But you donât need to gift me with anythingââ
You take an item out of your bag, and shove it into his hands. âTake this! A thanks for saving my life, you know?â
Lonâqu flinches and mutters under his breath about personal space before putting the item in his pocket and heads to the police car. Sumia pulls you up from the ground and starts taking you home.
You canât stop thinking about the fact that, if Lonâqu was a different cop, you could be dead, and that he didnât question the scars on your arms from days long past.
Lonâqu is getting a few gifts in the main lobby of the police station every few weeks. You were nice to talk to when he was walking out of the station for some coffee, as he learned your name over those talks, but sometimes it was a little much for him.
He liked it, though, the way you talked to him⌠he just didnât know how to react to the way you bow to him whenever you walk into the door, the way you place another item into his hands with some more thanks, how he didnât mind how close you stood by him, and your smile.
He dreads it when you will eventually die, how he might affect your bright personality, and how he might be left behind once more. He finds himself rather fond of you, but he doesnât say it out loud.
Hey can you do a headcanon what will be if the male shepherds (chrom, Frederick, gaius...) want to marry the female avatar but she said no?
Gaius
Even with all the teasing and flirting, unfortunately for him, he didnât steal your heart. When you turned down his proposal, he forced himself to smile at your words, nodding his head and brushing away the fact that his heart was shattering when you thanked him for understanding. Gaius was always good at hiding his emotions and lying in general, and even when he reassured you that the rejection wasnât a problem, his eyes still lingered on you when you walked away. That was when he cursed himself for trusting others, for trusting himself into having his beaten heart unlocked for you.
âNo one ever loved a brigand anyway,â he wouldâve said as he downed his bag of sweets to keep himself distracted from seeing your smile in his mind. Though not even the buzz of sugar would take away the painâŚ
Chrom
He had hopes of making you the queen of Ylisse. After all, who else did he have the most faith in other than the armyâs tactician? His eyes were wide in anticipation when he presented you the ring, but those eyes blinked in confusion when you said no. He said nothing when you explained that you werenât ready for marriage, let alone the idea of leading the people, and he cracked a smile when you said that youâll always be by his side as friend and tactician. Unbeknownst to you, the ring wouldâve hit the ground when he watched your retreating form. Chrom thought you were the sword at his side, but now the sword sitting in his scabbard was a heavy weight. Practice dummies wouldâve taken a larger beating with that sword, especially with the pain shining in his eyes.
âThe sword at my side is no more than a weapon, and the wind at my back is only a breeze⌠I shouldnât have thought of them as anything moreâŚâ he wouldâve whispered when the last dummy was annihilated.
Frederick
He had a gentle smile on his face when he confessed his love for you, but that smile slightly wavered when you declined his proposal. Being a knight and having a professional reputation, he would understand the reason for the rejection and politely apologize for bringing it up. His eyes might harden when you left after expressing your relief and hope for friendship, but being a knight meant having a strong willpower. He wouldnât notice the way his pace quickened when picking up pebbles or the number of times he polished the weaponry to distract himself. He never raised his voice at others, but he may be harsher than normal when it comes to training the soldiers.
âIn my heart, I wished your words werenât true. But alas, I will respect your wishes and steer my heart away from you,â he wouldâve thought to himself. A fallen pebble would signify his efforts in holding himself together, and that was also when he realized he wasnât as perfect as he strived to beâŚ
Lon'qu woke up at the rays of sun that trickled through the slightly ajar tent flap that hit his eyes. He felt a strange sense of tranquility and bliss after he awoke; much better than the prevalent nightmare that tore him every night. He fully awoke to be paralyzed to see you laying down facing him. Then he remembered exactly what happened last night... The honeymoon of his wedding to you had started last night, and you two had quite the celebration.
He froze when you awoke and a yawn escaped your plump kiss-bruised lips. You looked at him in absolute adoration and he could only muster out, "M-Morning..." His face erupted in pink and he tried to look away until he felt your soft hands on his face. You were looking into his eyes and gave him a peck on the lips and gently guided him to lay down again.
"Is that all you can say to your new wife," you teased quietly before moving to cuddle his bare chest, "Or did last night leave you speechless...?" You rested your head gently on his chest and looked at him with a smile.
"S-Something like that," he stuttered out, face still a glowing pink, "It was unlike anything I had ever experienced prior... It was invigorating really..." He kept avoiding your gaze and you smiled, relishing in the fact that he could be this vulnerable around you.
"Good... Because we're gonna sleep in for awhile longer... I'm far too comfy to move," you said before snuggling back into his side whether he liked it or not. But in your heart you knew that he wanted to stay like this as much as you did.
Gaius Mun did some for M!MU in the past but I can add a few for F!MU for you!! ~Gerome Munhttp://fe13headcanons.tumblr.com/post/117289164053/ah-could-you-do-a-nsfw-gaius-x-m-avatar-please
NSFW⢠Food play is obviously a must.⢠Has a breast fixation, doesnât matter what size said breasts are.⢠Loves to top, but isnât complaining when his partner wants to take the reins.⢠Favorite position: Doggy style⢠Other kinks would be dirty talk, light bondage, and being gagged.
Could you do the "Morning After" prompt for Lucina/M!Mu, pls? With M!Mu waking up? Thanks, i love your blog <3
Youâre welcome, lil bean! Thank you for your continued patronage!!  ~Gerome Mun!ďžď˝Ľâżăžâ˛(･ââżâ･)âąâżď˝Ľďž
The larks nearby sang as the sun slowly rose over the horizon and told every creature nearby that morning had come. Your eyes fluttered opened and you felt a wave of euphoria wash over you as you looked to the woman curled up beside you. The blue haired woman slept so soundly that you almost didnât dare to move. You only moved to gently brush some stray blue hairs away from her pale face.
Lucina, feeling the gentle contact, fluttered her closed eyes and slowly began to open them. She blushed at the source of the warmth beside her and smiled as she looked up at you. âAh⌠Morning, ______,â she said before looking away embarrassed. She tried to distract herself from your presence by looking at the figures youâve carved on your map. Last night you were far too distracted to work on more tactics.
âMorning, beautiful,â you complimented just to see her face turn an even darker shade of red. âYou sleep well last night?â You smiled and gently began to play with her azure hair.
âYes⌠Very well in fact⌠I hadnât slept that well in years⌠Do you think maybeâŚwe could have more meetings like this,â she asked innocently as she finally turned to look at you with a red hue still on her face.
âAs often as you need, Lucina,â you agreed with a smiled before handing her her breastplate that was on the ground from the prior night. âCome, we need to get ready. You know how Frederick is about these early morning war counselsâŚâ
Hi! Can I request the morning after prompt for the female mu and Stahl? Where he wakes up first? You're blog is awesome :)
Aww! Thank you, lil bean! Youâre awesome as well!! I hope you enjoy it! ~Gerome Mun  (ă¤Â´,,ăťĎăť,,`)ă¤
As the gentle rays of early dawn hits your eyes, you wince at the sudden light before your eyes slowly begin to adjust. You looked about the tent you were in and realize two things: One, this is definitely not your tent! Two, that you are unusually warm. The tents used by the army usually were quite drafty, therefore you always bundled up before sleeping. Speaking of, your clothes were nowhere on you, and you suddenly remember what happened the night prior. Your face heats up at the memory, and only worsens when you feel a hand push back a strand of silver hair.
âMorning, _____,â a gentle voice rings breaking the silence of the wee hours of the morning, âDid you sleep well?â Stahl adjusts himself to face you; he supports himself on his elbow so he is slightly hovering you. The other hand is still gently stroking your hair affectionately.
âYes. Itâs been the best night of rest that Iâve had in a long time,â you replied with a smile, absolutely relishing in his touch. It was so peaceful now that it was only you two and the larks awake. You mentally cursed them for not being nightingales that welcome the dusk; you wanted this to last foreverâŚ
He smiled at your positive reply and answered, âGood⌠As you are now aware, you being pleased is everything to me.â He laughed at your blush and picked your coat up from the side of the bed roll and gave it to you. âKnowing Frederick, heâs probably rounding everyone up for Frederickâs Fitness Hour before breakfast. Letâs make ourselves presentable before he arrives.â
âAh right! Good point,â you said before taking the coat and covering your form quickly and going to get dressed to avoid an embarrassing walk in.
