Oh no! Hector's been injured, and Florina has to take care of him until they can heal him. Problem one? Florina is scared to death of Hector. Problem two? Hector keeps trying to talk to her. Indefinite Hiatus.

A collection of Tellius drabbles. Various characters/pairings and genres.

He couldn't help but feel useless every time this happened, but in the end Azel would always need him.

[ Pre!FE10 - Gen ] Nailah ran her fingers through his hair one last time, and twirled the stem a bit longer in her hands before tossing it in the pond behind them with a quiet splash.

Modern Day AU; In which Soren is Spock, and Ike is Captain Kirk of the USS Couch. It's not very romantic.

Collection of ficlets and snippets, potentially including the entire FE series. Theme: Magic - Azel and Alvis, FE4.

All tales have their beginnings, all legacies have their roots. This is one such story, the origin of Marth, the Prince of Light. FE11/Shadow Dragon. SERIES COMPLETE.

Nabarl was always under the impression that he was a god of death. Immortal and out of reach of everyone else, until one man turned his world upside down.

When they aren't fighting a war, everything is pretty normal. For the most part. -drabble series-

Tanith always considered romantic settings to be nothing but a distraction from duty, but a chance meeting with Sigrun flips that upside down. Tanith/Sigrun

Despite doubts on their stations, feelings, and what is in store for them as the war drew to a close, Saleh resigned everything to fate. He never trusted destiny... That was then, before he met Eirika.

Volug clenched his jaw. It unnerved him, how Nailah wouldn't meet his eyes—she'd never failed to do that before.

Leif, Nanna, the threshold of change, and the burden of things never said. A non-entry for the fe contest comm "Crossover" challenge.

A story of a girl with no past... The answer to her past lies in the future, and what Kara does in it. I suck at summaries but the story is better, I promise you.

Traduction de la fiction "The Generic Lords' Club", de Mark of the Asphodel. Au Club des Lords Quelconques, il est toujours cinq heures de l'après-midi et il pleut toujours. Eliwood s'en satisfait jusqu'au moment où il commence à remettre en cause les fondements même de son existence. T pour l'innocence perdue et de la nécromancie.

Traduction de la fiction "Life As A Bowl of Cherries", de Mark of the Asphodel. La petite paysanne avait présenté une requête simple à Gordin : remettre des cerises, cadeau d'une nation reconnaissante, au prince Marth. Mais quand toute l'armée est sur l'affaire, les choses ne sont... pas aussi simples. FE12.

Traduction de la fiction "Enhanced", de Mark of the Asphodel. Au début de l'expédition vers Grust, le Septième Bataillon d'Altea entre en possession d'une potion aux couleurs de l'arc-en-ciel. Chris affirme qu'elle a des pouvoirs miraculeux qui les aideront au combat ; Rody n'en est pas si sûr. Crackfic basée sur un élément du gameplay de FE12.

Dedication goes too far when you lose all ties to your surroundings and miss a very important event. Marcus.

Have you ever wondered what happened to the two wyvern underlings of Glen the Sunstone? Valter ordered them to be killed, but just what happened to them? This one-shot tells that tale.

Canas and Niime do some maintenance. Modern/urban fantasy AU, for fe contest.

Ray is ready - has always been ready - to submit himself to the power of darkness. But the real trial is whether the darkness will accept him.

"If it weren't for saving Daein, Micaiah wasn't sure if the idea of drowning was one she could've refused." When Micaiah and Jarod wash up on an unknown area in Daein together, hell is sure to rise as they are forced to work together and find their way back to their friends... that is, if they don't kill each other first. MxJ

After Talrega, Ike tries to sort his thoughts out in a sleepless haze. He isn't alone with his thoughts for long. Ike/Soren pre-slashy. or: Soren fails at hugs, Ike starts to get a clue, and everybody is sleepy

The emperor is dead, long live the empress! Following the events of FE8, Grado is in all but ruins. It has fought and faced a humiliating defeat; monsters still ravage its lands and it is left without a ruler, the imperial family all but dead. It needs to rebuild, and it all will start with a new ruler to take the throne... Read at own risk. No, seriously.

Challenge fic. "He was trapped in darkness and looking for the way out."