“G-go away. I’m trying to resist you!”

“Why is everyone so horny suddenly-“ Looking at you Annie.

// STRIPPING OFF HER CLOTHING—-

“Resist me? Why? We’re courting.” 💢💢 He’s so dense, bless him.

Sigh. “What now?”

Now he moves to get up in her space. “How does the rest of it go?” He seems way too eager.

“—AH! N-no! I’m just singing! Just singing a song! Goodness; don’t sneak on me, how many times!!”

“A new song?”

“My honeybee…come and get this pollen~ 🎶”

“What is it with you and practically begging death to your doorstep- WE ARE SPARRING!” Ferdinand groaned. Then he decided not to ask Felix anything anymore. Fine! He can have it as unfairly as he wants it. Ferdinand lunged, not sparing his strength as he aimed for Felix’s thigh.

Oh shit- no, cursing is unbecoming of a true noble. “Oh- uh! Nothing! Let’s just continue with our training!” Ferdinand said quickly, his cheeks blushing slightly. “Go on!” “You wanted to train!”

“For Goddess’ sake you cannot be serious-“ Ferdinand couldn’t help the laugh that escaped him. “I’m just as I usually am! Nothing out of the ordinary. Despite the war some things are going well - like our companionship!” “I can’t help being happy.”

“I’d never dream of it! I will be quiet as a mouse!” He grinned widely. Ferdinand continued to beam as he approached, like a miniature sun beside..a very grumpy wolf. Now he definitely understood why Sylvain was always so at ease and relaxed. Maybe Felix needed this too.

That aura he radiated was… nauseating. Felix sighed. “Fine. Just don’t talk my ear off while we’re trading blows.” Then he waved Ferdinand after him.

@fraldariuswolf.bsky.social Ferdinand was so very chirp this fine day after his ..visit to Dorothea. “Felix! I am now ready and healthy for our training!” He beamed. Somehow he seemed to radiate even more energy than usual, his steps light and sure.

It was selfish of her to reach for Felix's hand, to squeeze with all she could, to plead for him to come back, oh /please/ come back in her mind. To beg the Goddess to spare him, to keep his promise. Yet, here she was, begging and begging for not another life to be lost.

wrapping his arms around her tightly, tears threatening to leave his eyes. And Annette? She cried. Of course she cried; she could see Ignatz's easy smile, plain as day, before her. His wound had been too great to heal. She sensed it immediately, and the thought made her stomach /roll/. -

Ashe, who would have trained in archery with him, had his face in his hands, not daring to look, making himself smaller as the tears flowed into his palms. Sylvain looked over to Ingrid, down to Felix, back to the blonde and he made his way over to her immediately, -

Ignatz and the rest of the Deer were original classmates, but the joining of the two Houses had been one that raised no issues. In fact, it had went so smoothly that it was almost as if they had been there all along. Ignatz had been their friend. So the weight of the loss carried over, too.

And now, with death finally in the room, the target on Felix suddenly felt all the larger.

Hilda was beside her in grief. Unable to stand, she had collapsed by his side, her hands reaching out for him. As she was the closest to his feet, she clung to them, her head resting against his leg as she countless demands of 'why' left her lips.

Marianne, tears pouring from her eyes, leaned forward and whispered a soft prayer for Sothis to watch over him as she closed his eyes. Lorenz released his hand and fully embraced Leonie, his shoulders shaking as quiet sobs shook his chest, his forehead leaning against the top of the gingers head.

"Mercedes said she did what she could, but..." Ingrid's gaze turned to the side as she bit the inside of her cheek. Ashe sighed, "It's up to him now. And the Goddess." He concluded quietly. The atmosphere surrounding the friends was as thick as molasses, suffocating them with every breath.

Tears blurred her vision as she scrambled to her feet. He didn't have a chance! She hadn't taught him any ranged magic yet! Even if she threw him the Levin Sword, would it do any good?

No. No! Anything but this, oh Goddess, /anything/ but THIS! Why did he...? Why would he...? It should have been...

“I fail to see what that has to do with anything.”

. 💢💢 “Get lost. I can take care of her on my own.”

🦌𝓒ℒ𝓐𝓤𝓓𝓔 𝓥𝓞𝓝 ℛ𝓘𝓔𝓖𝓐𝓝🦌 🏹 “ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴄᴀʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟꜱ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴜꜱ, ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ ɪɴ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱʜɪᴘ ꜱᴏ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴏᴜʀ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʜᴏᴡ ᴡᴇ ᴡɪɴ!”

“ɪ’ʟʟ ᴄᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏᴡɴ!” —RP Account of Felix from FE3H —Multi-Ship with Main Ship —Literate —Minors DNI —Penned by Enn #FERP // #FireEmblemRP // #FE3H // #MVRP

"Let's see if your resolve is a match for my own." -RP account for Edelgard from Fire Emblem Three Houses/Hopes -Multi-ship -Literate -Written by Patch #FERP ~ #FireEmblemRP ~ #FE3H

"Y-yes!" Oh, thank the Goddess! Something she could actually answer! And make herself look at him! "F-for the stables! I mean. Yes! I can. I'll help." A pause. "You fight good... Too." Impulsively then, she hugged him. And she felt very awkward. ... And then she ran away.

Something snapped in Felix. “DAMN YOU!! You live, and you feel the need to wallow in your own misery!! You don’t serve anyone but yourself! YOU—!!” His fist flew before he could even register what was happening. Next thing he knew, Gustave was on the floor, cradling his purple eye.

"Were it within my power to put myself into the grave in order that Glenn might rise from it, I would gladly trade my life for his, Felix."

Was it possible to make herself explode so she wouldn't have to face his judging stare? She just stood there with her face burning as she tried to come up with a solution. "... I felt dizzy." A pause. "... I feel better now." 10/10 Annie, /great/ job.

“‘Duty…’” Felix venomously hissed. His hands curled into fists. “Hah. So that’s how you justify your selfish nature.” His eyes burned with anger as he stared down Gustave. “You’re pathetic. Maybe you should have died back then instead of my brother. Maybe then, I wouldn’t be forced to look—

"As much as you might prefer I depart this army, I am afraid I cannot."

"Neither, Felix. My life has been a series of mistakes since that fateful day in Duscur when I failed to protect his majesty. ...As for Annette and my wife... ...I do not expect you to understand or empathize with me, however, my duty to Prince Dimitri necessitates I remain by his side."

... And he brought up his future stable cleaning duties. And now she was that bit closer to him as he hinted towards cleaning horse shit tomorrow. Great timing. Wonderful timing! She totally didn't want to die! "Ah!" AND NOW SHE COULDN'T SPEAK. GREAT. THANKS FELIX.

“Hmph. As always, you’re pitiful. You’re no man, you’re a disgrace. Am I supposed to empathize with you? Abandoning your wife and daughter the way that you did?” Felix’s lip curls into a sneer. “Chivalry… what nonsense. What has chivalry gotten you, you old fool? Pride? Honour?”

“I WILL I PROMISE” he said quickly and swung the door to his room open. “THANKYOUFORHELPINGMEILLGORESTNOW!” And the door slammed shut just as quickly.

“Sulking again, are you, old man? Recalling your past failures?”

That dirty look he’s throwing @gustavdominic.bsky.social’s way could curdle dairy.

"It appears the kitchen is on fire."

"Motivation is a tangible, quantifiable resource that I have the ability to track due to the powers instilled in me by the goddess, fate, or some unknowable entity that exists beyond our mortal plane and controls my every move, word, and decision. ...Anyway, we should have tea sometime."

"..."

“I do not think of _that_ and it absolutely isn’t my main thought even as a male representative!” “I would NEVER objectify ladies with such behavior - they all deserve to be acknowledged by their abilities and grace instead of _that_”

*FWOOOOOM.* *KA-BOOM.* The kitchen is now on fire.

Felix scoffed. “Then we leave now.” Well, someone was certainly overconfident. “I’ll let Byleth know. She can assemble any extra troops and provisions we may need.”

“Hmph.”

Felix hummed under his breath as he considered Yuri’s proposition. “Keep your gold. I have no need of it. As for the weapons, however, I’ll take those. And make it two months of being my sparring partner, or no deal.” He crouched down to look Yuri in the eye. “You’re strong. What’s more, you’re—