Short Boy Loving Hours

A Fire Emblem: Three Houses headcanon and scenario blog! Here's a link to my request page! [Inactive]

[lecheyan]

the asheleth tangled au that no one asked for 

[the-angel-ashe]

hi i thought i needed to contribute!!! from the scene in @withlove-so ‘s fanfic that’s so cute !!

(also this is exactly what i asked for thank you)

[withlove-so]

*le gasp* You ship Ashe and Petra as well!? Well...if it's not too much trouble...Petra being the best sister in law to Ashe's younger siblings, perchance? Sorry if this is at all inconvenient. >_

This is actually a very nice request! I want to try and get back into the swing of writing requests since I took an unannounced hiatus oOPS And I think this could be fun. Thank you for the request!

May Our Love Last Forever

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“It is very easy to catch little fish if you think like a fish. Ashe is a wonderous fisherman, but in Brigid, we like to feel as one with fish and nature itself.” Petra placed one hand onto each of the younger kid’s heads. They seemed to look at her with such amazement as she spoke, it was almost embarassing.

“Will we actually turn into a fish if we go down there?” Rowan, the youngest of them all, ran over to the river to peer into it. He kept his head a fare distance away, perhaps out of fear of developing a fish head.

“Obviously not! Everyone in Brigid would be fish people then,” Luna, the middle child of the family, corrected her brother quite easily. Petra has high hopes for her.

“It’s just a matter-form! She doesn’t mean you literally become a fish.” Luna looked especially proud of herself for using such an “adult” word. Petra made a mental note to correct her on what the word was another time.

As both of the both of them looked into the river, Petra sat herself down by the river bank. She watched the trees as they shook under the wind’s touch. The wind blew through like a river of its own, curling through and around Petra’s body. Petra murmured quick thanks to the wind spirits before focusing her attention back on the Uberts.

Rowan already looked to be more comfortable with the water, placing both of his hands into the current and watching as the fish swam around his fingers. Even as he tried to wrap his hands around one, it always managed to slip through his fingers.

Luna had similar misfortune, though she seemed to give up much quicker than her brother. She pouted, her arms soaked up to her sleeves, mumbling something about the “dumb fish”. Petra couldn’t hold back her laughter, they reminded her of the sweet children back home who were beginning to learn how to catch fish themselves.

“Let me show you. It takes time to master this, but I would love to try showing you. Watch.” Petra props herself lightly next to the water bank, careful not to let her shadow fall on its surface. She places her finger against her lips, making sure the two are completely silent. Rowan throws his hands over his mouth, his eyes practically glowing from excitement. Petra brings her eyes back to the river, but shuts them just as quickly.

The river’s flow is peaceful. Quiet. Only the water makes any noise. A small bird chirps from one of the high branches. She must focus her attention back on the river. Petra lets in a small breath, honing in all her thoughts. Her ears perk as she hears movement toward the left side of the river. Something was coming.

With the guidance of the spirits beside her, Petra readies her hand, her eyes still shut in focus. In an instant, Petra brings her hand down as she hears the movement much closer than before, scooping up her catch. A medium sized, colorful fish. Petra turned to show her catch to the children.

“It took me years of practice to be able to do this. I’m sure you can become just as skillful, should you wish for it. Would you like to practice with me?” Petra allowed the children to look at the fish closely before returning it to the river.

“Yes!” The children cried out in unison, scurrying to sit at her side by the bank. Their enthusiasm was infectious.

“Fantastic! I’ll be happy to show you. There are many things you must consider while using this technique...”

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“Oh! I think I hear something!” Rowan moved his head about like a lost child, but Petra simply opened up one eye and chuckled.

“Your hearing has become much better, but can you tell where it’s coming from?” She could tell he wasn’t looking, his eyes were still screwed tightly shut.

“Umm... It’s not the river. Footsteps? I think...” He shifted around in his spot, clearly trying not to move despite wanting to look at what was coming.

“Based on the footsteps...” Petra looked to the trees behind them with a sweet smile, “I’d say it’s somebody you know very well.”

The branches rustled as a figure stepped out from behind the trees, looking around before his eyes landed on them, “Petra! There you are, I feel like I’ve been searching the whole island for you.”

“Ah! Brother, brother!” Rowan was immediately on his feet rushing over and grabbing Ashe’s hand as he bounced on his feet, “Mrs. Petra was showing us this really cool fishing thing! I didn’t catch anything, but she think I could do really well if I try!”

Luna interrupted, standing a bit to the side but looking just as prideful, “I nearly caught a fish myself! This kid never got anywhere close to a fish cause he’s too noisy. He kept scaring them off.”

“Did not!”

“Did too, I heard you, you little-!”

“Alright alright, calm down.” Ashe rubbed the tops of their heads, hoping to keep them under control, “Why don’t you tell me all about it over dinner. I just finished preparing a dish I think you’ll find quite enjoyable!”

All he had to say was good was ready, at those words his siblings were charging into the woods, yelling out about whoever got there first got to eat first. He sighed as he watched them vanish, but let out a laugh soon after.

“They have much energy to spare. It was almost too much for me to handle.” Petra reached out and intertwined her fingers with her husband’s, “How did you ever do it?”

“I ask myself the same. I’m glad to have you there to help me though.” Ashe leaned down, placing a kiss on her head, “We should probably catch up to them, I don’t want them to hurt themselves... or each other.”

“I agree. But first,” Petra stood up on the tips of her toes, placing a quick kiss on his lips before walking into the trees, “Let’s go, Ku’u lei.”

Ashe hesitated before rushing back her side, a phase on his lips,

“E hoomau maua kealoha”

May our love last forever

[crackimagines]

OFFICIAL......ASHE ART...........HAS BEEN RELEASED BY INTSYS........AAAAAAAA

[writing-in-monotone-deactivated]

Are there any blogs you look up to?

OH TOO MANY

@lady-bakuhoe

@goddamnitdazai

@ghoularaki

@paperbagpetrichor

@burnedbyshoto

@passionelawyer

@imagineua

@crocyoota

@alien-queen-stan

@quirklets

@sparkncharge

@ninjaimagines

@nyashi-kaages

@ua-imagines

@universal-imagines

@katsuizukiri

@vani-ya

@valentinehours

@myherowritings

@bokunokangae

@lavander-cherry

@luvleekaotix-imagines

@fireemblem3himagines

@softer-fe-imagines

@softlimefluff

@aizawamirite

@agent-cupcake

@withlove-so

@enchanted-fe

@mochidrabbles

@moody-bloosh

@dolphin-enthusiast

@haikyuuwriting

@heartfiction

@look-at-all-these-imagines

@thinkinboutfe

@yandere-romanticaa

@pokemagines

@keigos-dove

@moonandstarimagines

@daenyara

@breathof-fics

@literally-just-mirio-headcanons

@miss-laney

@90s-belladonna

@imi-writes

I can't fit all of them :") but here's a few (I LOVE YOU ALL EVEN IF WE HAVEN'T MET YET--)

[withlove-so]

EMMMMMMMY 🥺 You can’t say that until I write something again tjekdkenfe

[withlove-so]

Child do not make me come into your ask box to make you behave in the goddamn server bc I will continue to do so

FJEFKSODKEKDO BUT MOOOOOOM

I have done no wrong don’t listen to her I’m baby

[withlove-so]

Oh my gosh this blog is adorable. I love your HCs! If it's not too much trouble can I request some claude/sylvain hcs? I saw someone mention it awhile ago and the more I thought about it the more I loved the major cute potential (and the angst potential of course). Regardless, thank you for taking the time to write these awesome hcs and scenarios. ~

Thanks anon! I haven’t seen too much content about these two, so this could be quite interesting to write about!

These two found it quite difficult to get along initially.

They didn’t talk much in the first place, but every interaction they had felt like it was very face value, like neither ever really spoke to each other.

Artificial.

But for the both of them, it was like looking in a mirror.

Sylvain once demanded that Claude drop the nice guy act and talk to him like a real person.

When Claude tells him it’s not an act, he says “Then stop keeping so many secrets. Maybe then I’ll believe you.”

When they realized that they each had things to hide, they found relief in confiding to each other.

All the trauma and stress from their lives, it all just seemed to come out when they were together.

It was the most relaxed either of them had felt in a while, and they ended up being around each other a lot more because of it.

But Sylvain refused to join the Golden Deer.

As much as he was tempted to, he felt like he just couldn’t, not while his friends were still there, they’ve had to deal with so much on their own. Ever since they were young...

So when the war started, Sylvain and Claude fought on opposing sides.

During the battle of Gronder, they stood face to face, weapons lagging.

It almost felt wrong to fight each other, and neither seemed to know why.

Sylvain tried to talk to him, apologize for the way things turned out, for how they had to be, but he didn’t get the chance.

“Sylvain! Have you found the general yet? Ingrid’s wounds are starting to get worse, we need to hurry up before...”

There wasn’t time for such pleasantries.

So with the same hand that Claude had held before, he prepped the lance that would tragically have to end his life.

[withlove-so]

(Christoph and Cassandra asker here, lovely job on that, by the way!) I'm not particular as to whether it's headcanons or scenarios, but another thing that just hit me: Christoph and/or Lonato teaching Ashe to read. I'm just... a sucker for family dynamics

I did your asks out of order I’m sjfjskfke

I’m also a sucker for family dynamics! And I need some sweet family interactions, I’m just getting over a sickness, so I wanna write some soft interactions, heh!

Lonato first realized that Ashe couldn’t read when Ashe just kept looking at the pages of the book, flipping quickly through it.

He asked him why he wasn’t reading the book and the boy simply responded “Dunno how.”

“Wouldn’t you like to know what the story is about? You know, the knight on that cover, Loog, he was one of the greatest knights of his time.”

“... Really?”

Lonato started off by telling him about Loog as a sort of hook to get Ashe interested in reading.

As Ashe questioned about these tales and asked for more, Lonato started directing his attention to the book in his hands.

“See, this is Loog’s name here, L-O-O-G. Do you know why it sounds like that?”

As they continue reading through the book, Ashe climbs up into Lonato’s lap, pointing at the different words and, with his help, attempting to sound out all the different words.

Lonato begins to read through the story, running his finger under each word so he could learn them all.

He doesn’t stop until he hears a light snoring underneath him, patting Ashe on the head and placing him back into his bed.

This continued for a while, and there were even times when Christoph joined in, telling his own “personal” stories with Loog (Ashe won’t know he wasn’t there if he doesn’t know how old he is).

Lonato would shoo him away, telling him that the point was to teach him to read, not show off his false tales.

(But not before Ashe asked him to teach him to fight like Loog).

When Ashe read the first sentence without his assistance, he felt that same welling of pride when he taught Christoph how to read all those years ago.

[writing-in-monotone-deactivated]

Are there any blogs you look up to I want more blogs to follow

Oh boy, anon I look up to wayyyy to many:

@burnedbyshoto

@notmykirk

@tanjirou-imagines

@knybits

@doki-doki-imagines

@kny-imagines

@knysstuff

@sportyheroesimagines

@sparkncharge

@doki-doki-imagines

@doctorgerth

@bnha-imagines-grill

@nohr-and-thirst

@sailoryueliang

@dear-yandere

@airanke

@fireemblem3himagines

@crackimagines

@bileth-imagines

@look-at-all-these-imagines

@withlove-so

@imagines-forthe-soul

@pokemagines

@seiros-sluts 

@goddamnitdazai

@gyutarowo

@dreamingfics 

@dreamindolls

@katsuizukiri

@enchanted-fe

@moonandstarimagines

@lady-bakuhoe

AND SO MANY MORE–I might honestly make another page because I look up to so many blogs

[withlove-so]

Emmy give me your hand or I WILL cry!

[crackimagines]

Alright Child Byleth and Lysithea paired HC of the two just munching and crunching on sweeties together and getting into sweet comas because lord I have had that happen to me once every year. Around holidays

Child!Byleth Post Masterlist here!

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When you said sweet coma, all I could think of is this scene from the first spongebob movie where they get drunk off ice cream:

(Lysithea) “Oh waiteeeer!”

(Lysithea) “WAAAIIITEEEEER!~”

(Lysithea) “WaaaIIIITOOOOOOR!”

SLAM!

(Lysithea) 

“WAITER!”

Thanks for the ask,  lost-but-with-coffee! I hope you enjoy!

Post-editing note bonus:

@eros-and-bows SHE MADE THIS AFTER I SENT THE IMAGES ABOVE TO HER, AND DESERVES YOUR THANKS

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Lysithea and Child!Byleth eating sweets together HC’s

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- Lysithea and Byleth walked into the Mess Hall after dinner when they were serving desserts. 

- They had come there just to grab a few sweets and be on their way to study, but the selection they had tonight was nothing short of breathtaking.

- Small cakes, candies, and pretzels, all sorts of treats were on display.

(Lysithea) “Curse tonight…!”

- Even though she said that under her breath, Byleth heard it.

(Byleth) “Grabbing a few won’t hurt you know.”

(Lysithea) “Still! We do have to go to bed soon, it is quite late and we both need our rest.”

(Byleth) “Then let’s grab the smallest ones.”

- They both made their resolve until they saw Annette and Mercedes behind the counter.

(Sothis) “Child, do not even THINK ABOUT-”

- The two girls put out plate after plate of sweets in addition to the ones already out.

(Mercedes) “Oh, professor, Lysithea!”

(Annette) “Hey guys, these are fresh from the oven if ya want some! We got plenty for seconds and thirds!”

- Sothis flew in front of Byleth.

(Sothis) “Do, not, DO IT! DO NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT DOING IT! DO NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT NOT DOING IT-”

- Byleth walked right through Sothis, grabbing one of everything alongside Lysithea.

(Byleth) “T-Thanks you guys!”

(Lysithea) “Yes, you have my gratittude!”

- Sothis sighed and watched the two shovel down sweet after sweet as they sat down.

(Lysithea) “This is so good!”

(Byleth) “Hey, let me try some!”

- She noticed that Claude was walking by and noticed the two as well, joined in by Edelgard and Dimitri.

(Edelgard) “My goodness, I like sweets as much as the next person but that’s ridiculous how much they have!”

(Dimitri) “Are they even going to sleep tonight?”

(Claude) “I give them an hour before they crash hard.”

- After pretty much inhaling all their sweet treats, they went back to the class and tried to focus on studying, but neither of them could keep still long enough to focus, being hopped up on so much sugar.

- Approximately an hour or two passed, and Claude opened the door to see Lysithea and Byleth face first into their books, snoring away.

(Claude) “Called it!”

(Edelgard) “This would be cute if they…weren’t drooling onto their papers.”

(Dimitri) “Let’s get them to bed shall we? I doubt they’re going to be happy we have to drag them off like children but…”

(Claude) “To be young again…!”

(Edelgard) “We’re not even that old though…”

[withlove-so]

I’ve gotta support the one true pairing Lysithea and Childleth 👀

[withlove-so]

Me, drowning in work: ,,,

Also me: C... Cashepar week...

https://twitter.com/casheparweek/status/1192651452398747648?s=21

Cashepar Week💙💚 on Twitter

“Surprise announcement! In a couple of weeks (from the 24th to 30th of November), it's Cashepar week! Do read the rules and enjoy the prompt

There’s 10 days til it starts so... I have... time. To do everything. Including some blog stuff.

[crackimagines]

Oh, i get the context, don't worry. I, too, wish fot the entire male cast of the blue lions to ravage me like a pack of wild raptors.

SILENCE HORNY HERETIC

[withlove-so]

No, let them talk

[kingjinxii]

In case you were wondering how much I love Ashe Fireemblem

[a-yeast-boi]

@bae-leth @ephraimswife @withlove-so

Tell me this wasn’t all of us when wave 3 hit

[withlove-so]

I heard Butler and Ashe and I was immediately desceased 🥺

[withlove-so]

Psst, it's my birthday. And I'm using my birthday boy powers to request a fic about a date between Ashe and Dedue. Please.

GJEJFSNDKD THAT’S SO CUTE! I’m sorry I couldn’t get to this sooner, I actually got really sick the day of Ashe’s (and your) birthday, so I was mostly bed ridden for a while. And then I got swamped with work (and hit with a bit of writers block but hng), but I’m feeling better and I’m ready to try writing! I’ve never tried writing an actual date... but I’m gonna do my best for the birthday boys! 🎉

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Dedue used to always say how beautiful Duscur once was. Told Ashe stories about its people, its towns, the food, the Gods, everything to the Goddess above and back. And he loved hearing every word of it.

He couldn’t imagine that the country would like up to its old glory, after all nobody had lived there live for so many year. He imagined abandoned towns with an aching wind and corpses laying across the fields. Well, perhaps that second image was more of a spiritual presence than a physical one, but the thought still haunted him.

But Ashe simply had to visit Duscur at least one time, he wanted to see the place Dedue had once called home. In whatever form it took.

Either way, it was far too late for second guessing now. As Ashe’s mind cleared and he looked out to the sea before him, he began to wonder just how far out it was. There had been nothing but water for miles once Fodlan was out of sight. Goddess, how long had they been traveling for?

“Ashe... it has only been six hours.” Dedue’s voice shocked him, how long was he watching him?

“Six hours? Marching didn’t feel like it took this long and that could last weeks!” He groaned leaning forward to bury is face into Dedue’s chest.

“That would likely be because we we were walking. There isn’t much to be done on a boat, unfortunately.”

Ashe reached forward to wrap his arms around Dedue, using the best begging face he could, “Dedue! I’m just so absolutely bored. Won’t you pretty please tell me stories?”

Dedue chuckled at this, he could be surprisingly childish for someone his age, “Of course I can do that.” He leaned down, placing a kiss on the top of his head, “But I’m pretty sure you’ve heard them all by now.”

“I’ll listen to them again! I want to learn all there is to know before we get there, and it seems like we’ll have the time.” The archer grabbed Dedue’s hand, dragging him lightly toward their cabin room, “I promise not to fall asleep again this time!”

“Heh, I wouldn’t mind if you did, but thank you.”

Through the rest of the day, Ashe laid delicately in Dedue’s lap, glancing up every so often to meet eyes with him. Dedue’s story telling voice was so soft, and the way he ran his fingers through Ashe’s hair and with how warm he was, it was hard to to pass out instantly. But he listened to as many stories as he could, his eye lids falling but never quite closing, even as the sun faded and made way for the stars.

By the time the mood shined high in the sky, the pair had each fallen asleep, with Ashe laying close to Deude, nuzzling up against him while Dedue’s head hung back against the chair, hand still laying atop Ashe’s head as he snores the night away.

[withlove-so]

It's too early for me to be awake, so I'm going around saying good morning to all my childrens!! So good morning Skye!!

It’s also too early for me and I wish I was asleep but 😔👊 College, heh. Good morning mom I love you!

[withlove-so]

i'm sorry i stole your wife

This is so ominous... what... does this mean.

Which wife...

I have so many, any of them could have been swept off their feet by an anon with cool sunglasses

When was I robbed...

I’m a bad wife.

[crackimagines]

Good Intentions (evil!Byleth AU)

Withering Flower - Chapter 1

AU Masterlist Here!

Byleth learns the truth about Jeralt, Rhea, Those Who Slither In The Dark, and his past. Instead of picking a side with the Empire or Church, he vows to destroy both.

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Keep reading

[withlove-so]

Babe, if you don't think I'm about to send you asks with nothing but hello and I love you in them you've got another thing coming!

M... Mom Angel 🥺

One by one she’s tracking us all down, until there’s nothing but love in the world.

How beautiful