There is a scene in mulan (i think you probably saw the movie but im gonna tell the details anyway😭) where mulan goes into the lake to have a bath while mushu scolds her for being dumb enough to go when there are men around. After that her friends jump into the water and only her head could be seen from the water.
Now i came up with the idea of a reader who disguises herself as a man in part 7. Also instead of mushu we have y/n stand for the voice of reason. I could really decide on the character to match up since i love the racers and the assasins too, but im thinking of johnny and diego, but also some underrated cuties like ferdinand, magenta and oyecomova
Btw i saw some of the anons have names and im jelly 💔 can i be 🐭 anon? (I asked the you x 🗡️, blackmore+magenta, and the nsfw one too)
“Just a quick dip. No one’s around. I smell like I’ve been buried in a horse stable and resurrected via mold.” You hissed, quickly. Shuttering as you could practically feel a green cloud surround you.
“Yes, nothing suspicious about the obviously-feminine rider you’ve been pretending to be a teenage boy suddenly stripping down and swimming in a lake surrounded by hyper-observant men. Go ahead. Genius move.”
You shut your stand up with a flick to the air, not that it does anything, and slip out of your filthy clothes. You swear your boots could walk away on their own with how crusty they are. The lake is cold, but it’s worth it. For once, your skin doesn’t feel like leather and regret.
Your Stand drifts above the water, arms crossed, hovering protectively. “If you get caught, I’m not saving your ass. I warned you.”
You’re waist-deep, head just poking out, enjoying the silence. Then you hear… a splash. Then another. And laughing.
“No. NO. NOOOO.”
You immediately sink lower into the water. Just above the ripples, you see Johnny, Diego and a few others. “Dio said the water was fine,” he mutters, gliding in, way too close for comfort. “You know, ‘fine’ for Diego means ‘perfect temperature for crocodiles.’ But this actually isn’t bad.”
You shrink a little deeper into the water. “H-Hey. Same brain, huh? Thought I’d, uh, cool off too.” Your voice is pitched lower, like always. Still, your Stand is screaming.
Your stand began sweating profusely “YOU ARE THREE SECONDS FROM GETTING OUTED. ABORT MISSION.”
Johnny floats closer. “Hey… haven’t seen you take your shirt off all race. What’s the secret? Hideous birthmark? Cult tattoo?”
You rapidly swam back “YES. To both. Absolutely.” Johnny raised an eyebrow at your sudden statement, slowly threatening to bear before another voice rang out.
“Oi, Joestar, stop hogging all the clean water.” Diego’s voice carries across the surface like a warning bell. He’s shirtless. Very shirtless. It’s distracting.
And now he’s paddling toward you. You shrink into the water so fast you nearly drown. “Didn’t know the shy guy bathed,” Diego teases, cocky smirk full tilt. “What’s with all the flinching?”
Your Stand deadpanned “Do you want me to make a tree fall on you? I will.”
You throw out the fakest laugh known to man. “Haha, just... modest. Don’t wanna make you all feel insecure, you know?”
Johnny snorts. Diego narrows his eyes. He’s suspicious. And because fate hates you, the universe decides now is the perfect time for the peanut gallery to arrive.
Magenta’s sitting on a rock fully clothed, eating a can of beans. “You all swim like soggy biscuits.”
Ferdinand floats by on a piece of driftwood. “This is a wonderful ecosystem. I could culture at least three new species here.”
Oyecomova wades in, dagger still strapped to his chest, fully ready to throw hands with the water.
Your mind raced as they seemed to surround you “WHY ARE THERE SO MANY MEN HERE. THIS IS A SECRET LAKE. THIS IS MINE.”
Your Stand is vibrating with stress. “You’re going to blow your cover because Magenta’s nipples are out. Fantastic.”
You try to paddle slowly toward the shore, but Johnny follows like a duckling. Diego's right behind. You feel the shift in the air.
“...Hey,” Diego says suddenly, frowning. “Your voice sounds different.” You freeze.
Your Stand starts going in full panic mode “SHUT IT DOWN. INITIATE EVASIVE MANEUVERS.” You dunk yourself under water like you’ve just been shot.
Magenta froze, mid chew “...Did they just drown???” You re-emerge dramatically, coughing. “Bug. Big bug. In my mouth. Probably venomous. Gonna- gonna go dry off.”
You bolt out of the lake, clutching your shirt to your chest, doing the most unconvincing “dude” walk imaginable.
Johnny began to become suspicious as he followed your silhouette "...Do they always walk like that?"
Diego slowly began to dry off “They're hiding something. Probably a third nipple.” Magenta continued to eat his cold beans before nodding along “...Kinda hot tho.”
Later that night you sit by the fire, hoodie drawn tight, glaring at your Stand. “You said no one would follow me.”
“I said don’t go. You didn’t listen. I told you, Johnny’s curious. Diego’s a bloodhound. And Magenta’s legally not allowed near public bathing areas.”
all four men in the black eagles house are nobility! they all come from good families, have been raised and trained well and if you'd even date one of them, you'd be practically set for life!
and yet, you don't just have one boyfriend but four of them! and depending on your own status and background, your relationship looks a little different!
if you are a fellow noble, nobody would even bat an eye. sure, some might be annoyed that so many nobles are off the market at once, but that's just how things are sometimes!
but if you are a commoner, expect your boyfriends to have to defend you, because people don't take kindly to commoners marrying or dating into the nobility! a lot of people will look down upon you and your boyfriends will be busy defending and protecting you!
out of the four, ferdinand is the most affectionate and openly flirtatious one! he loves to spoil you, expecting a noble man to treat their partner right! it's simply normal for him to offer you all he can give!
linhardt and caspar are pretty affectionate too, but linhardt more so in a clingy and passive way! linhardt doesn't know personal space and especially when he's tired, he just clings to you and will probably even fall asleep on you–
caspar is a bit of an awkward guy, but well meaning! he doesn't quite know how to be a good boyfriend, but he just lets his heart guide him and does what he believes to be right! he's not very romantic, but very sweet in his own way! though most of his date ideas are just training together…
and then there's hubert! he likes to keep his distance from the others a bit. while linhardt and caspar hang out with you as a trio, hubert prefers alone time with you (even if ferdinand keeps inviting himself along to your dates with hubert)
FE3H X READER ONE-SHOT FIC:
“His name is Ferdinand Von Aegir!”
"You have always had difficulty in remembering people's names to their faces. Raised in your humble hometown, it was no secret among the people about your shortcomings but when you're chosen by your local noble to accompany them to Gareeg Mach, you find yourself constantly tested with your shortcomings. Especially when you feel the ghost of a blade against your neck should you stumble among
However, there is one noble that makes it easier."
a/n: This was supposed to be short. A short story of Ferdinand Von Aegir. It just…happened and now it’s 9 pages long. First Fe3H story that hit me so here we go!
◆ Reader and Byleth are not specified with a specific gender or sex. Will be referred to with they/them. ◆ Involves a bit of pre-war and post-war content which contain minor spoilers ◆ Ambiguous ending that can be interpreted as platonic(-queer) or romantic. ◆ Reader struggles with name memory recall (unable to remember names of people) ◆ {Ao3 Link}
For as long as you could remember, you have always struggled to remember names. It wasn’t to the point that you couldn’t remember your family or your loved one’s names, and with enough time and practice, you could remember their name to their faces. However, outside of that, you struggled.
Back in your hometown and village, it was easy enough. You remembered your friends well enough, and the rest of the villagers were very aware of your shortcomings and didn’t hold it against you. It certainly did help that practically everyone knew everyone, and had either seen you grow up from a baby or you grew up with them.
However, you never expected your plight to be your constant bane of existence at Gareeg Mach Monastery and the Officer’s Academy. It was a lifetime of an opportunity for you and many of the commoners in your hometown. Sure you were attending the academy as a commoner because you were mainly there to accompany (read: serve) one of the nobles of your hometown, but you were expected to attend the classes for the betterment of the nobles of your land.
It was easy enough at first because you employed your greatest and safest tactic. Most nobility had particular alterations to their uniforms to differentiate themselves from the common people, so you only had to refer to them as either “my lord or milady” and get away with “ma’am, sir, your excellency," and etc. And with how often they said their last name, you go with that.
But as you got closer with your classmates and the adjacent houses, you were starting to be weighed down by the stress of remembering their full names.
The leaders were easy enough.
Claude was enough to remember how often the Golden Deers and others called out his name for various reasons.
Edelgard was easy because Hubert kept referring to her and anyone as “Lady Edelgard” and she would chide her aide by calling his name in reproach, before repeating their names.
Dimitri was easy because whenever you referred to him as “his highness” like many others had done, much similar to Edelgard, Dimitri insisted on calling him “Dimitri”.
Everyone else…? You were struggling still and you could feel yourself tripping up a few times.
But there was one student that had absolutely no trouble remembering their full name and it was as easy as breathing.
And that was Ferdinand Von Aegir.
The nobleman often recited his name as much as it was the goddess mantra, and it just stuck. You didn’t have to struggle hard to remember his name and he didn’t seem to hesitate to re-introduce himself.
It also helped that he was a great person by all accounts. The first few times you’ve accompanied your land’s noble child as on their attempts to get close to the Aegir noble, he introduced himself proudly and always seemed to approach everyone with the same level of respect.
It only increased when you brewed a personal blend of tea that your noble employer enjoyed for both them and Ferdinand at afternoon tea, and the Adrestian Noblel was greatly interested in your brewing skills.
You even dared say you two were friends as he enlightened you that a nobility wouldn’t think to tell a commoner (you would know, you served under a noble) and you showed him the life of a commoner; bonding in a way that you and Ferdinand shared.
You enjoyed the times when you shared tea time with each other and contemplated the difference between high tea and afternoon tea, how people kept mistaking high tea for proper eloquent afternoon tea; while wannabe individuals mistaken afternoon tea was being mistaken as commoner tea time (you tried not to outright oust your own noble at who demanded why was not it not high tea because only nobles could enjoy the height of tea time).
As time passed and you two became closer, the two of you working together to improve on your weaknesses and flaws to be better, Ferdinand spoke something over tea one day.
“You are not a noble, but I daresay you would do well as one.”
You tried not to blush at the compliment as you sipped your tea to avoid sputtering something ridiculous. You did not miss his eyes turning warm and gentle over the rim of his cup.
So it hurted your heart when Edelegard and her empire declare war on the Church of Seiros and those affiliated. You still remembered Ferdinand protecting you and commanding the soldiers of the Adrestian Army to stand down. You were only given a brief moment of time for Ferdinand to wish you well, asking you to stay out of the war, before he left.
Unfortunately, you only were pulled into the war when Edelegard’s war reached your hometown, forcing you to defend you and your loved ones. You only thanked the training you got from Professor Byleth with the Blue Lions that you were able to take charge and fight back. It didn’t help that the noble family in charge of your land had rebellion within, and siding with the Adrestian Army.
Joining the rest of the Blue Lions right around the Millenium festival and while you were glad the professor was back, you were faced with your lack of ability to recall names once again.
You still managed somehow, even when the Professor put you in charge of a Battalion but by the goddess, but you would not like the responsibility please and thank you.
You thought you could get through the war without your secret coming out, but it all came to a head at the Great Bridge of Myrddin. You were chasing after Aecheron with a couple soldiers as he was both running away while also being a persistent annoyance as he commanded his soldiers to cover his back, casting reasoning spells from the safety of knights.
“Halt!” you heard and your brain froze at the familiar voice. You froze too long but moved just in time to see a spear making its way to you and you dodged it.
Your heart hammered against your chest and froze as you looked up to see the man you had thought for so many years. Your eyes locked with this as he seemed to rear back in shock.
His name tumbled out of his noble mouth and stuttered unike a noble should be. “W-Why are you here?”
“I joined the Kingdom of Faerghus, Ferdinand…it was the only choice” you explained as you prepared your weapon.
“Faerghus…? Why would you go against the Empire?”
“I didn’t have a choice Ferdinand” you tried to say levelly, but your voice shook. “The noble house of my land had a rebellion. They were going to execute anyone who was in the service of the previous head-”
“You mean-? They could’ve not- I told them not to-” he started as he realized. You were in the service of your noble back at the academy and that meant you were to be executed to clean up loose ends.
“Is that the Empire you choose to serve Ferdinand? One that chooses to dispose of others just based on correlation?”
“I- No! Of course not!” he said.
“Then please step aside Ferdinand. We just want to take back the Great Bridge so the Alliance doesn’t have to bow to the Adrestian Empire with an Axe above their necks” you said.
“I…I cannot choose. I have a duty.”
“But not their noble duty” you forced out.
Ferdinand stared at you for a moment longer, and just as he was about to lower his spear-
A blast of magic just hit Ferdinand’s horse, who fidgety bucked off Ferdinand and ran, but the force of the magic hit it against the wall. Ferdinand was tumbling and there was smoke as you yelled his name.
You coughed at the dust, and waved away the smoke, just to see the slippery bastard from before as he had his wand ready, poised over Ferdinand.
“The Prime minister’s son faltering to a commoner? What a fool!” he chortled as Ferdinand was holding his dominant arm that did not look well. “Perhaps her majesty the Emperor will be delighted to hear that I disposed her prime minister is conferring with the enemy. What a sad example of a noble!”
“No Ferdie!” yelled someone somewhere in the distance and noise.
Ferdinand had downcast eyes and rage consumed you. You readied your weapon and your hand blazed with magic. You rushed forward, the Levin sword in your hand crackling with power that shot down thunder between Ferdinand and Acheron, who yelped.
You slid between them and kicked Acheron in the chest, who stumbled with a squeal. He looked up at first disgruntled before in terror, who let out whimpers, scooching backwards pitifully, hand raised to use thunder.
You stood between him and Ferdinand. He watched as you raised your weapon above your head, as it was ready to bring down at Acheron. With the sun breaking through the cloudy sky as it shone behind your visage, his breath hitched as it looked like you were bringing holy judgement.
“You are not only a fool, but a blind one if you cannot see who he is! He is Ferdinand Von Aegir, the Noblest man of Fodlan!!” You roared, throwing all of your energy into the swing, your power in magic reinforced with your anger overtaking Acheron’s thunder.
Thunder boomed, cracking and shaking the ground, darkening everything for a moment. You stared above the crater that laid Acheron’s body and everyone was staring at you with wide eyes. Everything seemed to pause before the Professor spoke.
“Lorenz, Ferdinand. It would be best if you joined us” they said as Lorenz sputtered in surprise before agreeing to join. This caused confusion and conflict as the battle continued-
You turned to Ferdinand, and remembered he was injured.
Ferdinand stared up at you, taking in the form of your back as you held your sword and posture, keeping anyone who dared to look at you two wrong. The wind was blowing through your hair, the light shining behind your eyes as you stood gallantly. He felt his face heat up and didn’t protest as the Blue Lions rescued him. He could only watch you fight with valor and intensity as Mercedes and Flayn helped heal him.
The battle had won for Faerghus taking back control of the Great Bridge. Everyone was excited and cheering over their victory. It was only fueled with the revival and re-appearance of Dedue, as well as Lorenz and Ferdinand joining their ranks.
“How are you holding up Ferdinand” you asked him whilst turning to you.
Now that the adrenaline and stress was dying down, you finally got a good look at Ferdinand. His orange hair was now long tresses and while he seemed to present himself as collected, you noticed the slight bangs under his eyes, his hands fiddling the edge of his glove while it also twirled and tugged at his long tresses as a habit of nervousness.
Although Ferdinand presented himself as a noble that was still open, he still guarded himself of his tells that he was nervous or stressed because there were nobles who would nitpick and tear the seams apart.
Ferdinand yelped out your name, clearly off guard. “Oh! I didn’t hear you approach!” his voice high, before he cleared his throat to get it back under control. “My arm is much better. Mercedes and Flayn were excellent so it should be no problem…though they did advise me to take it easy for a while.”
You hummed in acknowledgement but gestured to him, “And mentally? How’ve you been holding up?”
Ferdinand startled at the question as he felt himself tumbling over his words. Not much like a promising successor to being the Prime Minister of the Adrestian Empire- well, former successor. “I…what, what you could you ever mean my friend?”
You looked down where he was sitting, right on the cold stone pavement, staining his pants. Even if they were in battle for missions, even when they were all dirty from fighting bandits, Ferdinand would always find a place to sit then sit on the ground. Something being unbefitting to sit on the dirt as a noble.
“Can I sit?” you asked as Ferdinand blinked.
“Of course!”
You nodded as you sat beside him. Not too close but close enough your shoulders could lean against the other. You sat together in silence for a moment, watching your other comrades and friends mingling together in the near distance. Some were checking on the other, some where handling the post battle logistics, and some were going here and there.
“You grew out your hair” you noted out loud.
Ferdinand jolted and cleared his throat, preventing another shaky voice. “Ah yes. It’s not because of vanity sake. To tell the truth, I never got to cutting it due to the stress and time dedicating my every waking moment to the war that Edelgard announced.”
Your mind flashed back to when Ferdinand rushed over to stop the Empire soldiers from attacking you when they invaded Garreg Mach all those years ago. His sense of self as a noble and to perform his noble duty still held on to this day. You looked at him as he tugged at the fringes of his hair and with the setting sun, the orange glow seemed to highlight his auburn hair, the long tresses adding to the light.
“Well…long hair or not, I like you regardless.You’re still Ferdinand Von Aegir” you said.
Ferdinand’s head whipped to look at you so fast that you flinched with wide eyes. You stared at his face turned red, as he looked at you with shock and astonishment. “You..You do?”
Before you could reply, you heard a deep intake of a gasp and you both turned to see Dorothea about to squeal in excitement, with the rest of the Blue Lions behind her, watching you two with great variation of interest. Even Dimitri, who was looking at you with the corner of his eye.
Before you could inquire what they were doing, Dorothea started rambling and Ferdinand got to his feet so fast, you were worried his arm was going to pop off, trying to intercept Dorothea.
“Oh my goddess Ferdie! I didn’t know the two of you were dating!”
“Dorothea, please! They only just confessed!” pleaded Ferdinand, trying to stop Dorothea but because of his gentlemen and noble nature, didn’t want to place his hands carelessly on a lady without permission. You didn’t catch what the two had just said, because their voices were overlapping and you were more focused on the others.
Dorothea used this to her advantage as she ducked away from him and went up to you, grasping your hands. “Tell me all the details, since when did you like Ferdie?”
“Uhhh” you said dumbly and you were looking between her and Ferdinand, who was being surrounded by others as well and looking embarrassed but also interested. “I think it started when he introduced himself as Ferdinand Von Aegir.”
Everyone groaned and nodded while Ferdinand looked sheepish.
You continued, “I was just a commoner, following the noble family I was serving. Despite my experience with…certain nobles, Ferdinand showed me respect and we started talking, we just…became friends?”
“That’s all? There must be more than that” pouted Dorothea.
“Give me some credit please. I can’t remember people’s names so Ferdinand was the first friend I made without struggling to remember his name! So sue me!” you blurted out in frustration before you realized you revealed your greatest secret. You clasp your hands over your mouth in shock, sweating at the incoming reaction.
“Oh we all know that” said Dorothea.
“Wait what” you fumbled.
“It wasn’t that hard to find out” she said. “You looked so cute trying to remember our names!”
“But- how long? Why haven’t any of you said anything?”
“Well…we figured you didn’t want us to know. Plus, we knew you were trying your best to remember so we knew you didn’t forget our names on purpose. Besides, it was cute when you used nicknames for us- OUCH-” Sylvain chuckle was cut off from a swift jab to the ribs by Ingrid.
“Besides, it was cute seeing Ferdie deliberately repeat his “I am Ferdinand Von Aegir” whenever you were around and seeing your face light up.”
“I-” you looked at Ferdinand who smiled even more sheepishly as he scratched the back of his neck.
“I…must also reveal that I knew as well,” he admitted while you gaped at him like a fish. “You seemed not only relieved, but also excited whenever I said my name and I couldn’t help being excited as well. I never had such a reaction, even as time passed.”
You felt your face heat up with a warm mix of embarrassment, shame, and oddly relief.
“Then you aren’t, weren’t…frustrated with me?”
“No! Of course not! Why would we be?” Ferdinand frantically said.
“Well…back in my hometown, my shortcomings were known since I was born, and while they understood, I would catch whispers of frustration and pity. I thought-”
Ferdinand grasped your hands and you jolted as he called out your full name.
“Perish the thought! You are an exemplary person and have shown me nothing but characteristics I consider noble. If anyone ever disapproves of you because of something you can’t control, I, Ferdinand Von Aegir will be there to tell them!”
You stared at him for a moment, as your lips twisted in a horrible attempt to stop smiling. Ferdinand realized he had said his name again, looked sheepish which made you burst out giggling.
“Awwww” cooed “everyone behind you and your face and Ferdinand’s faces flushed red.
Byleth smiled as they realized they should probably get things moving along. But how? Oh-
“It makes a lot of sense now why you keep calling me ‘Professor’. Perhaps others have also forgotten my name and insist on calling me Professor because of it” they point out thoughtfully.
All the Blue Lions turned to them in disbelief as they realized their own blunder before turning to Byleth as they talked over themselves to disprove that wasn’t the case at all Professor! Even Dimitri seemed to be lost for words and seemed to struggle, fighting his current demeanor and there was that peek of the old Dimitri.
You and Ferdinand could only watch in confusion, and over the sea of heads, you saw Byleth wink as you realized. You made an “Oh” and nodded in thanks to them.
Now the heat of eyes weren’t on you anymore, you felt very waned.
Today has been a day.
“[y/n]” called out Ferdinand softly and you turned to him. He had a serious yet soft look in his eyes as he stared at you. “From what I was said before, I greatly cherish the time we first met, and especially as we became friends. I enjoy your presence and accept all of you as you accepted me, even now as you helped rescue me despite joining the Empire, I am forever grateful. Thank you, [y/n].”
As he bowed, you fumbled with your words. “You don’t need to do that Ferdinand. I feel the same way, and even when the war started, I always thought of you and I’m glad I was here to see you again and make sure you were safe.”
Ferdinand beamed at you. “So I am…I don’t know how this war will go but I cannot stand by as a noble and let Edelgard do as she pleases. I see that now. The future may be unsteady but with you my friend, I feel a great deal braver.”
You smiled and you saw Ferdinand blush, his face turning bashful. “And…when this war is over, maybe….we can see if we can be more than friends?”
You widen your eyes at him as you stammer, face growing red again. “Like…as close friends or ?”
“Either which with whatever you are comfortable! I’m not sure myself as well at the moment, but whether as friends or as a lover, I would like you to be by my side and in my life.”
You stared at him for a moment, before you smiled. “I would like that, Ferdinand von Aegir.”
He beamed bright and you swear he looked like a happy puppy. “Truly? I promise to you, as Ferdinand von Aegir, I will always be by your side, as a friend or more.”
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You sit in his lap, pushing your hips down against him, watching his fair complexion grow flushed with arousal. Ferdinand had always been so prim and proper, everything a noble should be- maybe that’s why it was things like this that drove him wild. Stolen moments where you pulled him into shadowed corners of the monastery and pressed your bodies together, so time for romance, no time for the grand shows of affection he so loved to shower you with.
Tucked away in a forgotten room, you had pushed him down into an old chair and quickly crawled up into his lap. If you had the time, you’d spend hours teasing him, driving him up the wall, you’d let hours drag on as you showed him all the things you had been thinking during the day. But you don't have time for that, not for any of it. You don't have the time or the privacy to undress, choosing to instead press against him through your clothes. Even through the many layers of clothes, you can feel how hot he’s running.
“We can't do this here,” he says, more for show than anything else. Despite how he denies it, you know the thrill of doing something like this excites him. If the flush on his face wasn't evidence enough, the tent in his pants was.
“If you’re quiet, we won't get caught.” you whisper, and roll your hips against his with an unforetold hunger. His body jerks under you, and he chokes on a groan. You smile down at him, and lean in to whisper. “Careful, don't let anyone hear you.”
Pairings; Ferdinand x reader, Hubert x reader, Claude x reader, Dimitri x reader, Yuri x reader (separate)
Gender Neutral! Possibly OOC but I’ve just worked 6 days consecutively I’m tired (I also didn’t mean for Ferdie and Hubie’s to be so much longer than everyone else’s I promise)
Ferdie;
-He spent so much time in multiple different towns, trying to find the best ring for you, and if he wasn’t so swamped with work he’d have made the ring himself, but he eventually settled on a gorgeous, elegant yet extravagant, jewelled band that suits you and your stunning beauty perfectly
-The whole night was perfectly planned, from the time he calls for you, to the sweet speech he’d prepared (and rehearsed) over the course of many early mornings (Hubie caught him reading it in front of the mirror once and poor Ferdie’s never seen such pure amusement on anyone’s face)
-It’s already all set up by the time you both reach the secluded meadow, blanket laid neatly in a patch of grass surrounded by flowers, yet not squishing too many, candles carefully placed so they don’t fall and burn everything to the ground, fireflies dancing in the moonlight, your favourite foods, lovingly handmade by Ferdinand himself, beautifully covered so none other than you two could enjoy it
-A perfect night for the most perfect person in his eyes
-Yet he completely forgets that he was meant to propose. Literally just, forgets. He’s so enthralled by your beauty and enraptured by your melodic voice that he forgets about the box in his pocket, forgets about the speech he made, forgets that he’s meant to ask you to share the rest of your lives together because in that moment it truly seemed as if you were the only people to exist
-It’s only when you, having known his plan all along (he’s not subtle nor sly enough to hide it), pull out a box containing the ring you spent weeks choosing, showing it to him with a sheepish smile, that he remembers what he came there to do and scrambles to pull out the ring he chose for you
-Very romantic, 10/10
-He later tells Dorothea everything that happened, dramatically lamenting the fact he never got to say his long, very sweet speech he had prepared, and she brings the whole ordeal up during her speech at the wedding
Hubie;
-Oh Hubie, oh sweet, caring mother hen Hubie
-As well-informed and sly as he is, he’s near-hopeless when it comes to romance, so when he found out you were taking trips to various jewellers searching for rings he genuinely thought you were just browsing for yourself, even if its not usually your type of thing (or, maybe you were looking at rings for him, to coax him out of his glove-wearing obsession)
-With how much time he spent also at the same jewellers that you visited (he thought you were better with accessories than him so he followed your lead in secret) you’d think he would wisen up and figure it out but no, it takes the jeweller themself mentioning you for him to realise you were looking for engagement rings and not everyday rings
-He found a ring that he thought would be perfect for you and the jeweller mentioned that you’d been eyeing that one and that’s what finally made him clock on to what all your trips had truly been for
-Not wanting to be taken by surprise with no way to smoothly recover and act like he has everything perfectly planned all the time, he carries the ring with him everywhere he goes, even if you’re not nearby or maybe even in a whole other city doing work stuff
-After a talk with Edelgard, he decides to plan something special to show that he does, in fact, absolutely adore you and everything you do, but he does still keep the ring with him in a special pocket that he refuses to use for anything else
-It happens at a time that neither of you had prepared (the dinner he had planned was set for a week later, and you were gonna do it later the next night), you two were just sitting by the waterfront one warm afternoon, gazing out at the glittering lake before you, when you felt peaceful and relaxed enough to ask him to close his eyes as you stood to kneel behind him, ring box in hand
-He’s smart (sometimes) and knows exactly what you’re doing, so he takes the ring box out of his pocket and displays it proudly as he turns around once you tell him you’re ready
Claude;
-Fecker knew the whole damn time
-Somehow knew from the moment you thought to yourself “huh, I think I wanna marry Claude”
-He mentions to Hilda one day that he’s 99% sure you’re out shopping for engagement rings at that exact moment, and then says “hey you know what would be really funny” and decides that he, too, would be proposing after you spent so much time & effort planning everything with your second closest confidant (whoever that may be)
-So when you finally muster up the courage to take him to a gorgeous beach one evening after a satisfying dinner, he’s got this unusual, unreadable grin on his face, hands behind his back as he fiddles with the little velvet box containing the ring he oh so lovingly chose for you, only to trip and fall, grabbing you by the arm and bringing you down with him
-Now, two identical ring boxes lay on the sand in front of you, and Claude’s sheepish “surprise?” almost makes up for the mouthful of sand you’re now having to spit out
-He’s laughing and you’re eating sand
Dima;
–Absolutely clueless
-You two proposing at the same time really is just pure chance
-He didn’t even know you were planning on proposing in the first place! Okay maybe he had a slight hunch but he didn’t want to ask in case he was wrong and it was just wishful thinking on his part
-Dimitri (lovely Dima, gorgeous man, amazing) asks the Blue Lions for help with choosing the right ring and planning the perfect date, some help more begrudgingly than others (looking at you Felix Hugo Fraldarius), but in the end he has a solid plan and a pretty damn gorgeous ring, all he needs now is self confidence and you
-A while before the actual event, he tells you that he’s taking you to see some of Faerghus’ most beautiful snowy areas, promising countless tales from his childhood, and you decide that that’s the perfect time to propose, because it sounds phenomenal and you had no idea Dimitri was planning on proposing then too
-When you two reach the absolutely stunning and truly wondrous area, you pull out your ring box and get on one knee, only to see Dimitri blink a few times before doing the exact same thing, blushing hard and smiling wide
Yuri;
-He found out your plan by accidentally going to the same jeweller as you at the same time as you, seeing you carefully inspecting the engagement rings as he got through the door, but because he’s Yuri mf Leclerc you didn’t see him as he stood in the shadows and observed your choice
-It made him feel all warm & fuzzy inside so he searches high and low for The Best Ring Ever to give to you
-From that point onwards, he’s taking the ring with him whenever you ask him to join you on an outing, no matter how big or small that outing may be, but to his surprise you don’t propose on any of those trips
-One day, he’s been working non stop for hours, so you waltz into his office and all-but drag him to the dining table, lecturing him about how he needs to eat properly even if his work is very important, and since he just thought it was a normal dinner he didn’t take the ring with him
-To his shock, you end up spontaneously proposing after you both finish eating, confessing that you were planning to propose on each of those little trips you took him on, only for it to not feel right or for nerves to get the better of you, so you decided to do it in a place you both feel comfortable and at ease
-He accepts, obviously, but then takes you back to his office to show you that he bought you a ring too, slipping it straight onto your finger
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Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed! As always I have been Geas and you have been awesome, never forget that. I hope that you are giving yourself a break and treating yourself fairly, because while things may seem like they’re spinning out of control sometimes, you are stronger and better than you know.
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In spite of how busy she is, Edelgard’s love language is quality time. The second she has a break from her duty, she’ll take you away from people and responsibilities, to explore or just to drink in your presence. Her love is adventurous and cheerful, almost as to compensate for the childhood that was stolen from her. While she isn't the type to initiate kisses, she will melt if you kiss her anywhere, especially her cheeks.
On busy days, Edelgard hides away on the roof in order to make for a quick break. If you are near, she’ll send someone to fetch you, so she can have someone to lean on.
You are the only one who will be able to get under her emperor facade. She won’t have to regulate emotions or be mindful of herself. Being able to get her to trust enough that she completely lets go makes you her paradise.
While she isn't necessarily against PDA, she won't initiate because she always has a goal in mind when in front of people. If you initiate, she will become putty and forget her goal which will end up with Hubert being irritated that his plan needs to be saved or modified.
Hubert
I wanna be yours (Arctic Monekys)
On the rare occasion that you can get Hubert to love you, he loves hard, obsessively even. His very being is motivated by love, everything he does. His love language is gift giving with some acts of service. He isn't one for saying I love you, in words, but when he does, he's poetic and careful with how he does it. Almost as if you were to blink, you’d miss it entirely. However, if he were away for war and you were stuck somewhere else, his letters would contain nothing but endearments and poetic love confessions.
He’s not a huge fan of PDA but can look past linking arms or hand holding. Hubert is a decently traditional man, and he wouldn't want to lay with you sexually or not before marriage. But if you catch him in the library with no one around, he wouldn't mind letting you lean on him or wrap yourself in his arms.
Don’t be surprised to find little things you like in places you frequent. Hubert knows how busy both his and your schedules can be and how rarely they synchronize, so he leaves something to help you push through the day whenever he can. Things like a cup of water, a snack, or a damp rag to ensure you’re taking care of yourself. Everything accompanied with a black flower, of course. He especially loves when you acknowledge or thank his acts. He’s one that loves feeling useful and caring for you
Ferdinand
Until I found you (Stephen Sanchez, Em Beihold)
With loving Ferdinand, you receive a romance only spoken of in books. He absolutely spoils you as much as he can with the finest things and shows you off at every chance he can.
His love language is quality time and words of affirmation. He needs to have something with you every day or so to motivate himself. Should you drink tea with him, he’ll ensure the treats and tea are your favorite. Should you both have a free day, he’ll take you to see his territory. You make him feel alive, human even.
Though everything you do makes his cheeks flush red, he’ll absolutely melt when you verbalize your love for him. Compliment his hair, he’ll light up and compliment you in return. Praise him for his work, he’ll puff his chest with pride and smile for the rest of the day. But tell him you love him and watch his cheeks turn red, his noble facade fade, and his tongue still. He needs someone to remind him that he has worth outside his title.
Caspar
Paper Rings (Taylor Swift)
Caspar approaches his love with a passion that rivals how he feels for training. He loves taking you to train with him, no matter if you spar with him, if he carries you while running or if you sit on his back while he does push ups.
He likes giving (strange) gifts to you. Expect him to bring you random things he finds cool or reminds him of you. Screaming, he’ll run across the entire camp to show you a cool rock he found in the mess hall. When he’s forced to separate from you, he’ll make it a point to send the small things with a messenger or save them for you.
Giving him a place by your side means more to him then you realize. To love Caspar is to love him whether he is brimming with determination or anxiety. He’ll only allow you to see his moments of true weakness, when he actually lets his mind race. His future has never been guaranteed, so having you helps anchor his fears for the future.
Linhardt
Bloom (The Paper Kites)
Linhardt is one for soft, subtle love with his love languages being physical touch and acts of service. His love is like the feeling of nuzzling into you after a long day or gentle hands caressing his face. He will follow you around, no matter what you are doing. If he can lean on you, sleep on you, or touch you while you're attending to your business, he will, but if he can’t, he’ll stay a safe distance and patiently wait for you to finish.
Though, for physical touch, it’s not how you would expect. Linhardt would find comfort in smaller, simpler touches: leaning his legs against yours, his pinkie intertwined with yours, your breath brushing against his face softly. If, at some point, you decide to brush his hair, he won't brush his hair again. He’ll waddle up to you with his tired eyes and his brush and ask you to brush his hair for him.
Saying “I love you” for Linhardt are murmurs as he falls asleep or when he knows you're asleep while he’s indulging his curiosity for crests. Though he says it in other ways when you're sick or unwell. He’ll have all your work done and allow you to truly rest to repay what you do for him.
Bernadetta
Kindergarten (Chloe Moriondo)
Bernadetta loves through gifts and quality time. Most gifts she gives will be handmade gifts. She adores cute little matching sets both you and her can wear.
You're the only person she allows in her sanctuary (her room). She trusts you enough to not overthink around you which automatically makes you better than most. Her room is somewhere she can forget about the outside world’s troubles.
With dating Bernadetta, you can expect her to use you as a shield from other people, often talking from behind you. She finds fiddling with your hand or sleeve to be more comforting than her own hands or clothes. Your presence, visibly, makes her perk up. Watch her paranoid eyes soften and her cowering posture straighten when you walk into a room.
Petra
Oasis (Jasmine Thompson)
Petra, for you, will do her research on romantic gestures of Fodlan. She will ask everyone she knows, she searches books and studies them to please you and to assure herself that you feel loved. Though when you do the same for Brigid’s acts of love, she’ll become speechless and get uncharacteristically flustered.
She'll be absolutely ecstatic if you tell her you want to go with her to Brigid. She would begin teaching you the basics of the language and traditions, so you don’t feel completely lost as she did when she came to Fodlan.
Petra adores your hair with her entire being. No matter where you are or when, she absentmindedly combs her fingers through your hair or braids it. She won't realize how much she loves playing with your hair while talking to you about a topic of curiosity. When she does, expect her to invite you away to do just that.
Dorothea
Willow (Jasmine Thompson)
After being in the Opera Company and adored by many for years, Dorothea finds comfort in the little things she has left for herself. Especially in relationships, she keeps a private, not secret boundary.
At random, she will pull you close to fix your clothes, allowing her hands to linger and her fingers to softly graze. Needing something beside you, she allows herself to especially lean on you. If you hand her something, she grabs it rather slowly, allowing her hand to rest on yours momentarily.
After long, draining days, Dorothea will insist on slipping away with you. To her, it matters not what you do or talk about if you speak to begin with. Her depleted attitude will gradually recover as she absorbs your face’s creases and curves.
Her heart and mind both at ease, leaving her attractive facade at the camp. With you, she's Dorothea, not the Mystical Songstress. With you, she cares not for any stray hairs, any imperfections in her skin, and malfunctions in her wardrobe, but instead for the wind that sways around her and you, the accelerated beating of her heart, and your warm, welcoming presence.
Monica
Cloud 9 (beach bunny)
Monica’s love is unlike her admiration for Edelgard, instead it’s more slowed, believe it or not. Her infatuation is spent on Her Majesty, so when it comes to a relationship, Monica needs something that's soft and requited.
Because she rises at unreasonably early hours, Monica tends to you while you're asleep. She leaves you a cup of water and puts everything you’ll need for the day together. Beside it, a note with Monica’s uniquely curly handwriting on it, expressing her love for you.
When she returns, it will likely be after you’ve fallen asleep. Monica will quietly join you under the covers, wrapping her arms around you and pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. The warmth that emits from you comforts her, nothing like the biting cold of the cell she was in.
Jeritza
Valentine (laufey)
Both Death Knight and Jeritza, even if he refuses to admit it, both adore anyone who's stronger than him. The thrill of battle plays with the Death Knight’s heart, and the possibility of death with his head. In contrast, your skills with a weapon remedies his worries and promises him someone to stay by his side.
Despite his elegance with a weapon, he’s terribly clumsy with tasks that require a steady, gentle hand. He wants nothing more than to help you when you are cooking, but the second you assign him a task, it somehow goes wrong. “Measure the flour, would you, Emile?” you tell him; almost immediately there’s a coating of flour on the table and in his hair. “Fill the pot with water, darling,” you hum; the pot suddenly slips through his hand, and the water manages to put out the fire.
He has never been one for words. If it were up to him, he wouldn't utter one more word to anyone except occasionally you or his sister. He would rather feel the warmth of your body against his, your fingers running through his unruly hair, and the soft brush of your lips against his.
After loving him for so long, Jeritza will allow you to use his real name and even prefer it over his alias. The way the syllables fall from your mouth keeps him anchored and tugs his heart strings like no other. It reminds him of his humanity and how dear you are to him.
Summary: Yuri and Ferdinand reacting to you doing a kabedon on them.
༓Yuri Leclerc
If he is surprised it’s hard to tell by the quick smirk overtaking his face. Yuri is enjoying this, both finding amusement in the whole situation and also because of the face you’re making in return for his smirk. He began to lean towards you, you leaned back subconsciously as Yuri softly grabbed both of your hands with his to bring them up to his lips. A kiss was placed on them as Yuri kept his eyes locked on yours. It’s hard to say if you’ll regret this.
༓Ferdinand von Aegir
How aggressively his face is overtaken by a blush makes you want to blush in response, especially as he lets out a nervous laugh as Ferdinand covers his face shyly with both hands. Aside from his reaction making the situation a little embarrassing and awkward, it was equally exciting. Seeing this side of him, seeing how he reacts to you even more when Ferdinand removed one of his hands to stare at you only to let out a shaky sigh at the sight of your eyes on him. It seems that Ferdinand is excited by the situation just as you are.
