Lucina, delirious over her choices and heartbroken as her husband was cruelly taken from her, was lost to everyone she knew and to herself. That is until someone decided to give her a chance, but she's about to find herself, unwillingly, center stage to an inevitable war of dusk and dawn.

The afterlife is truly mysterious. A strange trial and the arrival in the head of a mercenary I know from a game I played? It's not how I thought mine would be. Ah well, at least I'm in a position to help Byleth fix the mess that is Fodlan, hopefully in less than 5 and a half years. / Self-Insert of a special kind. Rated M because of trauma, war and vocabulary.

Severa and Cynthia both have their sights set on Morgan! Yet with the prince of Ylisse being a little dense, they struggle to make their feelings clear. Can they confess before the other, or will they this competition ruin both their efforts?

No memories, no past, and a dark future. Brother and sister must uncover what went wrong, and what will go wrong again, before they can make things right.

Against the background of a bustling town fair, Fiora and Kent relate to one another's parallel, romantic dilemmas (Fiora x Eliwood and Kent x Lyn).

Although Felix poured himself out to Annette in the greenhouse, as the weeks pass, he realizes that he may have made a fool of himself. How can he hope to have a relationship with her now? Annette/Felix, with minor other couples.

Maribelle thought she was the last person who could be left for dead. Surely someone of her standing would be fairly hard to miss, and yet she found herself injured and completely lost, left to share a tent with some brute. Rescue could not come soon enough! But there was no harm in making the best of her situation while she waited, was there?

Pour sa dernière année de lycée (pour la seconde fois), Byleth intègre un établissement élitiste et prestigieux parmi les bourges et les boursiers dans lequel elle devra faire de gros (très gros) efforts sociaux, si ce n'est surhumains (ce qui est impossible). Seulement, elle ne coche aucune case. Jusqu'au moment où la princesse du bahut lui fait une proposition plus qu'étonnante.

The actual professor that was supposed to teach at the Officer's Academy before being replaced by a mercenary of all people, due to the former's unforeseen absence, now finds himself teaching/leading the worst class in Garreg Mach, comprised of the academy's worst students, as their sole Professor. Things cannot get any worse from there, right? Right?

The ambitions of former classmates Claude and Dimitri may lie in shambles on Gronder Field, but their story does not end there. It's a good thing, as a new conflict is brewing beyond Fódlan's Throat. A Silver Snow spinoff/slight AU. Rating is for violence and major character death. Potential spoilers for all routes and FE: Three Hopes. Crossposted on ao3 as SacredStratus.

The continent of Fodlan, watched over by the Goddess. The wheels of fate for this land will turn when the flow of time and space clash... (Currently on a Hiatus, but will still post chapters very occasionally. Too much stuff going on right now but the story will not be abanoned, just on pause for a little while)

"You may need to cross blades with people who resemble your own friends and allies." When Alear first heard those words, she believed she could prepare herself for the coming conflicts, to battle against foes who wore the faces of her dear friends. However, such things are easier said than done. Fell Xenologue snippets involving main campaign characters not mentioned in the DLC.

The year is 1180. Rhajat has been accepted to the officer's academy in Fodlan. Little did she know that this next step would change the course of her life, and Fodlan's forever. Twitter thread for some precautions and information on this fic: /SteamedZing/status/1700741308053164261 Art by /PhaseSkeith

I swear, every time I turn around, someone else has got a clever idea to get me killed. And it usually works. Death doesn't seem too keen on sticking with me, though, so I guess I can get over it. Self-insert. Playfully testing the limits of what Rated T means. Cover image by Xcell

The year is 1185, the day is just before the Millennium Festival. On this day, Byleth would be reunited with his/her students in the Golden Deer class. On this day, a second person also awoke from their five year slumber, as, discovered in the middle of the sealing forest, is Kronya. A new route for FE3H where Kronya leads Byleth to Agarthan liberation. OC content included.

I should have just stayed in bed. It's bad enough that I got whisked away from my home to a completely different world while in my pajamas. Now I have to stumble through the plot of a story I haven't even heard yet. All I can do is try to survive, and pray I don't screw things up too badly.

This is a story about a man who had everything. Yet as time went on, his life slowly began to shatter until he had nothing left. His days were numbered, and when his life came to an end, he got a second chance to fix his mistakes in a world filled with strife and war. Whether he wanted to become a better version of himself or not was up to him. (OC-insert)

Léo est décidé à parler cet après-midi à Mme Corrin Anankos, une jeune femme travaillant dans un bureau à côté du sien. La pluie risque de perturber ses projets.

Corrin part pour un dîner en famille. Xander veut savoir pourquoi il ne peut pas les suivre.

Après de nombreuses années de mariage, après de nombreuses années de captivité, Kamui est enfin capable d'agir. Malgré son cœur qui souffre pour l'homme qu'elle aime.

A fanfiction about Kamui and his 'lost choice' of the story of FE:Fates, expect OC. After chosing Nohr as true family, Kamui is forced to face the outcomes of his desicion, Ryoma who wants to get back his brother choses to strike Kamui when they were most vulnerable, shattering his happinnes and how Yukimura tries to sink him in madness and sorrow.

It's election time in Ylisse and Chrom is running. Dear readers, I'm sure you're all aware of that poster 'accidentally' leaked out. The thirst trap of shirtless Chrom surrounded by cats, a soft smile on his face. It both filled and broke our hearts at the same time, leaving us with one question: who took that photo and just what is Chrom's relationship with them?

Félix reçoit un e-mail de Byleth pour la première fois depuis de nombreuses années. Il veut répondre, mais la lourdeur du passé pèse sur lui.

Au printemps de l'année impériale 1181, Mercedes von Martritz se maria enfin.

C'est la nuit qui suit le mariage de l'archevêque et Dimitri est convoqué sur la terrasse.