Prompt: The summoner is in really bad depression slump; Zelgius tries to offer his help.
Description: You didn't want to talk to anyone-- let alone be seen by them. But when someone begins to knock incessantly at your door, you're left with no choice but to open it for them.
Rating: sfw
Conant Warning: Depression (talk of, depictions of, the whole fic is about it really), some mild self deprecation. Ask to tag
Word Count: 1399
Notes: Hi, this is a repost! I reread the original. and it was bad. even though I claimed to have already edited it. Gross. But, this was originally one of the first fics I posted to this blog, so I hope you enjoy this updated version of it <3
There was an incessant knocking at the door. It rang, loud and clear through your empty chambers. You let out a small groan, turning towards the door to give it a dirty look. “I already told you, please leave me alone.” You didn’t care to know who was at the door; your bets were on Sharena, or perhaps even Anna (you would loathe to see Alfonse there) but no matter who it was, you didn’t want to see them.
Whoever it was, they were wasting their time anyways. You weren’t worth the effort, and certainly, not worth their time or kindness. Given how things were around here, something urgent would push you out of inaction soon enough anyways...
Still, the knocking on your door remain. Polite, but firm. Whoever was there wasn’t going away with one halfhearted call, it seemed. You merely pull the comforter of your bed up closer, frowning now at the door as you consider all the mistakes and failures, made in the Order’s name. They deserved a better Summoner, a better tactician… Someone who could actually live up to the title of ‘Legendary Summoner.’ Despite your thoughts, though, the knocking remains, though perhaps a little louder. The hard rapts hitting your door making you sit up.
“Please, just go away. Don’t you understand the meaning of ‘alone’?” You call out again, rolling out of bed to finally answer the door. Your clothes were rumpled and your hair surely a mess from staying in bed far too long, but maybe if whoever was at the door saw the bags under your eyes they would reconsider bothering you. If they even spoke when you opened the door, considered they hadn’t even bothered to name themselves as they knocked.
At the next pause in the knocking, you answer the door.
“Zelgius...” Before him, you felt small. Your face with his armor, kept in perfect condition, only to look to his features-- put together and stern, but with obvious worry as he takes you in. You probably look as much the mess as you feel. You suddenly feel a little naked, despite being somewhat dressed. You don’t think he had ever seen you without your cloak. “What uh, what brings you here? Is it urgent?” You awkwardly look away from his perfect, pretty face, looking back to your darkend room, to the glowing shape of Breidablik on your desk.
“Summoner…” Your title leaves him in a small breath. Even Zelgius, known to hide his emotions rather well, can’t hide his shock at seeing you like this. “Commander Anna… along with Alfonse, and Sharena, have said you refuse to leave your chambers. Why?” At least he was candid, carefully taking in your pitiful form and surely trying to figure the best way to approach this.
“You know why.” You speak softly, still refusing to look his way. It’s not like he didn’t know. Not like it wasn’t the Order of Hero’s favorite rumor. Slowly, you opened the door wider to allow him in. If he wanted to try and help you, then he could try. Your problems could be his for a few minutes if he truly wanted.
“… You know I'm not used to this sort of thing.” He begins, entering into your dark room, having to duck under your door frame. The first thing he does is open the drawn curtains to let the light in, an action that has your turning away.
“I know.” You answer with a small groan, rubbing your tired eyes to try and get use to the sudden light. “I am curious, though,” You look his way as your eyes finally adjust. “What made you… want to do this yourself? There are plenty of heroes who are probably better at comforting people than you.” You also aren’t sure you want him to be the one to do this. He was a general, after all. Not really known for being kind…
“I’m aware.” Zelgius remains quiet a moment, watching you intently. You swear you can hear the cogs turning in his mind. “But.. I do not think they care as much as I do.” His answer shocks you, enough so that you find your mouth opening a little. It’s not as if you thought he hated you, more so that you thought you were rather… on neutral terms with him. That he cared, so much so to admit it to you and come down to try and get you out of this depressed stupor, brings a sort of warmth to you that you haven’t felt in a while.
“Well, its kind of you to take time out of your day to check on me, but really I’d rather deal with this myself.” You turn away from him, and his kindness. “I’d rather people not know I can get like this, in fact.” You add, sitting back on your bed and grabbing at your blanket. Zelgius takes the seat at your desk, pulling it out to face you. You didn’t know how to feel, seeing him sit down and watch your, waiting for you to finish. That he wanted to be here, even when you were still trying to push him away. “I can’t bare to think what everyone would think of me, seeing how I fail them… how I let my depression, just, take over and…” You shake your head, not willing to finish that thought and sighing instead.
“It is a disability, is it not?” Zelgius’s voice calls your attention. “Not quite like a broken arm or bleeding wound but… debilitating all the same. Should you not take the steps to take care of it like one would any physical ailment?” His question is simple, as if it were obvious. Perhaps to him, it was. Still, the thought causes you to pause and consider it a moment.
“I understand where you’re coming from, but I…” You grow quiet as you see a frown cross his features.
“It’s not a burden to rely on others.” His voice, his deep timbre, takes on a soft tone. “Your allies and friends have your back. And I,” He pauses, taking a deep breath. His vibrant green eyes close, only to open and focus on you with a renewed vigor. “I want to be there to support you as well. Tell me how I can help you through this.” Your heart can’t help but pick up at his words, embarrassment flooding through you as you see how sincere he is.
“Zelgius...” You pause, unsure if you should let on just how touched you are. How much it meant to you that he was doing this. “Honestly… I don’t really know what will help me.” You admit softly, finding it hard to look to his face. “But, it means a lot hearing how much you care!” Your next words come out rushed and loud as you see his features fall a moment. Still flustered, you continue. “That you’re trying to help at all, and that your here with me now.” Your turn to take a deep breath, to offer a smile that probably hasn’t genuinely met your lips in a few weeks.
“If you don’t mind and if its not a big deal…” You feel shy all the sudden, like a school girl with a crush. “But if you’re willing to just stay and listen to me? That could be nice….” You trail off, trying your best to read the look on his face. It could be nice, to have some to shoulder your burdens with. To maybe for once, let someone in.
“It would be by my honor to do so, Summoner.” His answer is quick, and certain, causing your heartbeat to pick up once more. He holds a gentle, armored hand to his chest and smiles, just for you. “Whatever you need of me, it is my pleasure to help you.”
“Zelgius…” You can’t help but speak his name, smile reaching your lips as tears prick your eyes. “Thank you. For everything.” You wish you had the courage to tell him how much this really meant to you. But for now, this would have to do. Maybe sometime soon, when you were feeling more yourself (with his help, no less), you would be able to find the right words to say. But in this precious moment, where you can’t help but smile, that will have to suffice.
Hey I forgot to add details in the request I made. Sorry if i sound rude. Can I request a Yandere Zelgius x Female reader. SFW
Don’t worry you aren’t being rude! I do appreciate that you did come back and clarify though!
-Zelgius would start off by watching you for hours and hours from a far. Despite his intense desire for you, he would still find himself keeping back. He knows that perhaps if he waits long enough you will die, and he will forget all about you in due time thanks to his extended lifespan.
-Of course, when he sees your sweet smile or hears your kind words, he starts to imagine what it would be like if those were meant for him.
-You might not even know who he is when he steals you away, but he knows that in due time you will come to love him. After all, he reasons, a person as kind and beautiful as you would have mercy on even someone like him.
-Even though he has you, he initially acts quite reserved. He takes time to get to know you personally or at least tries to.
-He wouldn’t cage you or anything like that because even if you run away he would find you and carry you back home. However, he would easily cut down anyone else who dared stop him no matter who they were.
-If you finally give into him, he starts to open up to you more, and treat you more like his girlfriend or wife rather than a house guest that isn’t allowed to leave.
-He loves you very much, and always is touching you. He needs to wrap his arms around you to feel whole.
-If you continue to fight him, then he will start threatening those you love.
I love when people send wholesome Zelgius requests oh my goodness,, sweetie this is adorable and I’m crying in the club rn-
hope you enjoyed this!! this was super fluffy and has one (1) hint of angst,, just a hint :) if you aren’t happy with this feel free to ask for a rewrite!! (also p.s. there’s a part that involves his brand,, and I know that’s not how it works but I gotta get my tiny pinch of angst in there somehow ;-;)
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•The war was over. All the conflict had been resolved. All the pain, grief, and anxiety that came with combat would never be felt again as long as you lived.
•And, even better, you could finally have Zelgius to yourself. No more days where you two spent hours away, or had to separate on the battlefield knowing if something went wrong you’d never feel each other’s warmth again.
•It was just you two now. Just you and him.
•The day Alfonse came up to you sporting a large sum of money and a relieved, tired smile that said it all, you rushed back to your shared quarters. Zelgius met you halfway, and you couldn’t help your excitement as you jumped into your loves arms.
•It didn’t take long for you to know where you wanted to settle down with him. Askr was the most peaceful place that you knew of, now that the war with opposing forces was finished. Zelgius was totally for it, wanting you to be happy no matter what!
•The castle was overwhelming, so you took that money and traveled as far as you could, until you found a beautiful mountain side covered in flowers and emerald grass... even though Alfonse had offered you two a spot in the castle, this was just... better.
•Soon you two had a cottage, just enough for the both of you. Both of you wanted a very peaceful life, something reminiscent of a cozy farm home, that way you’d never be reminded of... well, the past.
•Living there was wonderful. Every Sunday you’d visit the nearby town to browse the farmers market, you had started growing a garden and small orchard in a patch of land nearby, and you two could sleep in every morning...
•Seasons passed. You enjoyed the color and warmth of spring, reminiscing on your time with the Askrian nobles when you found your old rabbit ears. The heat of the summer was bearable with the orchard providing the shade you needed. The fall breeze seemed to lift both of your spirits. And the winter cold barely fazed you with Zelgius there to melt your heart...
•One spring morning you felt rather... sick. You didn’t know how to describe it, something just felt different.
•But then, when the cleric broke the news that you’d both soon be parents, you could feel your heart explode. Zelgius was so happy he could barely contain himself on the way back to your home. You giggled softly when tears fell onto your cheeks as he kissed your face lovingly, gently smoothing back his hair and telling him how wonderful of a father he’d be.
•Even though he was deathly afraid, and worried that the dastardly brand would mark his child, he pushed it down to simply enjoy the moment with you.
•Suddenly, you were holding a little girl in your arms, and barely able to keep Zelgius from crying like he did all the time ago. She had your hair, his eyes.. a little part of each of you.
•Parenthood was a challenging adventure. Your little girl had a mix of both of your personalities, which led to some interesting antics. Not only did she want to wield a sword like Zelgius (despite having no reason to), she wanted to have the same tactical prowess as you!
•As you aged, your daughter grew before your very eyes. She was tall, and ate like a wyvern. She was strong, smart, and kind. And adventurous. The day she told you both she’d be setting out on a journey, you didn’t stop her. Even though both of you fretted over her safety, Zelgius especially, you had to let her go sooner or later right?
•And so you grew older and older, and even till the end, you two were so in love. It was unbelievable seeing you two together for so long. Some days you two simply spend your time indoors, while the other moments would involve the garden or the market.
•Whatever it was, trust me, you and Zelgius would be known as the lovebirds long after you were gone.
Anon, I want you to know that I love Zelgius so much… Gentle giant knight boy. This hurt me to write. I love angst.
“Can you shut up for once in your life?”
You never should have said it. You shouldn’t have, but you did. It came tumbling out before you could stop it, and instantly, you wanted to reach out and take the words back.
In retrospect, it had been a long day. You’d had to settle a dispute between Gaius and Tiki over who got the last slice of cake — preferably before Tiki turned into a raging dragon over it. Then, as soon as that was over, you nearly had to drag Valter away from Sharena by his seaweed hair. Of course, after that, you’d had to somehow calm down Berkut, who was chasing down Alm with a pitchfork. A pitchfork! Berkut didn’t even like the common farmers!
That night, all you wanted was some peace and quiet as you snuggled with your boyfriend. He was already asleep when you entered your room, though. Zelgius faced the wall, and you couldn’t help an exhausted smile as you climbed into bed, wrapping your arms around him and resting your head against his back.
Oh.
Zelgius flinched, almost immediately awake. You sat up, murmuring apologies. He didn’t like his brand to be touched, but especially so when he was vulnerable or sleeping.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” You sighed and propped a tired arm on your knee to rest your chin on. “I really… didn’t mean to startle you.”
Zelgius was quiet — well, he often was. “That’s alright.” He murmured in return. He got up, though. “I think I’ll get some tea before I go back to sleep.”
And so he did. The two of you sat in silence for a while, the only noise being the occasional sips from your glass. Finally, you’d had enough of the quiet treatment.
“I think it’s beautiful.” You said stubbornly. “I know what it means, back where you came from, but… It doesn’t mean that here.”
“I know that.” Zelgius replied. You’d told him many times before. He sighed, and for once, it looked like he had more to say. “…Here, it’s a reminder. I did bad things before I got here, summoner, you know that—“
“Can you shut up for once in your life?” You snapped suddenly, not wanting to hear him being negative about himself any longer.
The silence that hung in the air this time was much more tense.
Zelgius, without a sound, rose from his chair. He nodded stiffly. You were at a loss. “I’m sorry, I—”
He held up a hand to silence you, still not making a single sound. And just like that, he turned on his heel and exited the room.
anon asked: “Can i request kissing hcs with Zelgius pls ? ^^”
a/n: human brain - zelgius is bad he killed ike’s dad
monkey brain - he hot tho
also: i don’t know much about zelgius so!!! aaaa i hope this is in character ^^
is so touch starved. he craves affection, mostly because he didn’t receive any growing up. any kiss you give him leaves his heart fluttering, though his face may not show it.
basically melts into your every touch. it’s one of the only things that can relax him after a rough day. he can’t help but grow sleepy when you start peppering kisses all over his face.
doesn’t mind kissing you in public, but only if the kiss is on the hand or cheek. anything else is for behind closed doors only because you both get a bit flustered.
he has a lot of scars all over his body. he hates for you to see them because they’re proof that he’s not as strong as he wants to be, but he’s also happy that they’re on them not on you. at first, he flinches when you kiss the small ones on his hands (even as you tell him “it’s the only way to make ‘em better!”), but once he learns why you do it, he’d think it’s adorable.
his favorite place to kiss you is the forehead and he loves it when you kiss him anywhere on his face!
Hi l, hope you're having a good day :) for the alphabet prompts, can I ask for D, I and K with Zelgius? I recently replayed the Tellius games and... oof 🥵
Oh man that reminds me I need to get back to my PoR replay, ugh, they don't make men like they did in Tellius.
Alphabet prompts - Zelgius (FE 9/10)
D (dirty secret), I (intimacy), K (kink)
NSFW 18+
Dirty secret: Zelgius dearly does not want to let on how pent up he's been until letting you into his life (and, naturally, his bed). Sexual frustration truly isn't something he's has the time, energy or focus to address for quite some time- he's been just a touch busy for the past few years. Even once he has you, he does his best to train his responses to your touch and your lips, as intoxicating as they are. It's such a novel experience for him, as he's been without for so terribly long, but he's a stoic type by nature, and so he's reticent to show exactly how you drive him mad with lust.
Intimacy: while certainly not romantic (see "stoic" above), Zelgius is extremely intimate in the intensity of how he makes love. Being with someone who sees him- truly sees all of him -and accepts and loves all of what they see is something that he couldn't possibly take for granted. So while he'll never shower you with eloquent praises or arrange for over-the-top romantic gestures in bed, he'll hold you close to him, touch you firmly yet so tenderly, and kiss you until your head spins.
Kink: This is yet one more aspect of Zelgius you'll have to discover and piece together yourself, as he's extremely unlikely to bring it up voluntarily- but you'll notice with time that he's always all the more riled up when you're a bit bratty with him. Something about his somwhat competitive warrior's spirit compels him to want to "conquer" even his lover, so while he would never take you by force (unless you're into that, of course), he secretly enjoys being challenged and needled until he has the chance to pin you down on the sheets and show you how easily he can claim you with that overwhelming strength of his.
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.”,
I know you said you got a lot of FE, but I wanted to give Tellius some love so like size difference + beloved Mr. Zelgius 👉👈🥺
Big Boy Zelgius always deserves some love~
This ended up also having a very subby Reader-chan lmao hope that's okay. God, my own tastes are so obvious.
Zelgius (FE: PoR, RD) x GN Reader
Zelgius always takes you the moment he returns from the front lines. You're not certain when it started, but at some point, you realized that he would barely restrain himself enough to clean the blood and dirt from his face before carrying you to his bed. Even on march through foreign territory, you learn to be waiting for him in his tent after a battle. Is it out a protective impulse, or merely the adrenaline of the battlefield stirring his passions? It's hard to think on it deeply when your powerful lover's body surrounds you, pinning you to the sheets while he claims you.
Tonight, he'd allowed you to help him remove his armor and clothing, and to greet him with deep, tender kisses. He'd allowed you to take some initiative, and to kneel before him to pleasure him between your lips. In a way, he found it precious, and deeply arousing to watch you struggle to take the full size of his impressive manhood into your mouth. You both knew that was a futile effort. You're so small below him, your little mouth wraps around him so tight and warm. It's not long before he's run out of allowances for you, and he manhandles you down onto your stomach beneath him.
You don't need to exchange a single word. Clinging to his pillow, you arch your body up to offer your backside to him. Zelgius kneels behind you, and his strong hands spread you open to receive the thick head of his cock. He's trained you so well to take him; at first, it took several minutes of gradually thrusting deeper for you to hold him to the base. Tonight, you let out a high-pitched gasp as he sheaths himself in you with one firm push of his hips. With a low, masculine groan, he leans forward, trapping you beneath him with his hands on either side of your body. His hips begin to buck against you, but his larger, muscled frame traps you in place. Breath hot at your ear, he utters an approving moan, and you feel a tinge of pride. Pride that you can take him so well. Pride that you can sooth him and relieve his needs.
