"The possession of Relics and Crests has been highly valued in Faerghus since ancient times. It's far from uncommon for someone to lose their ability to lead their house because they don't bear a Crest." Follow the tale of a young noble who, despite her lot in life, dares to take hold of her own future, and witness the consequences of her defiance. OC-centered fic set in BL route.
Collection of short stories revolving around the students of Professor Byleth, what he has done for them, and, what they feel for him. Inspired by ShadowBlade444's Our Professor.
Felix and Annette both do not rest. This has serious consequences when one of them falls ill.
The War of Fodlan has come to an end, uniting the country under the Empire, and its citizens are returning to their daily lives. As love blossoms and bonds begin to reforge, the former students look forward to Garreg Mach's reopening and its festival. While it may seem a tad lazy for the former students to longue in their peace, they deserve it after five years of fighting.
This is the story of three houses and three nations, their conflicts and their war all told through the eyes of a mercenary turned to teacher, a soon to be Emperor with dark ambitions and two students who will find a true reason to fight and survive.
Dorothea and Annette insist on giving Ingrid a fashion makeover. It all starts with the three girls getting naked, and quickly forgetting about makeup. This is a commission for Greenlion13. I set up a Patreon page! Please consider supporting my work there.
In the modern day, the once famed Garreg Mach Military Officer's Academy has been transformed into the most renowned performing arts studio in all of Fodlan. It is also the senior of whom many consider to be the most talented crop of students to ever graduate the Academy. Whatever will happen in this final year for the students?
Annette wakes Linhardt up with a soft song. Annette/Lindhardt. Complete. Written for Sanguine Songbird: An Annette Zine.
Dimitri rehashes how his friend group fell apart while going for a dreadful grocery run.