Fire Emblem: The Binding Blade: With the end of the war finally in sight, Roy and Cecilia talk about what the future might hold in store for them.

It's a typical setup. Joseph is a man who died and woke up in the world of a game he's very familiar with. Except... the body he was sent to was already occupied. Now Reidun has her own dreams, and a ghostly guardian angel to guide her. First step? The officer's academy, Garreg Mach!

The sequel to Path of the Azure Blue Flame based on Fire Emblem: Radiant Dawn, filled with realistic themes and a message of gender equality. Rated T for the violence, language, themes, and other things presented in this story.

Robin has always been Grima. Grima has always been Robin. Lucina travels back in time only to come face to face with this fact. A retelling of Awakening except this time Grima is ready to reveal the truth. Chrobin. See foreword for tags, etc.

A collection of short stories based off of art commissions I've gotten in the past. Parings include Rutger/Lilina, Lyn/Mark(Tactician), Joshua/FE8 girls, Matthew/Leila, and some with my OC Carrie. Will also have some guest characters. Some are spicy and some are sweet so read at your own discretion.

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?

When Goldmary and Zelkov get into a competition, things get a little out of hand. Crossposted from AO3

"He is asleep! And would you say that it's an enchanted sleep?" "It was… magically induced, if that's what you mean," Ivy said. "Just like a fairy tale! You must let me kiss him. True love's kiss always breaks the spell!" When Zelkov is hit with a spell that sends him to sleep, everyone on the Somniel is determined to help him. And Ivy is determine to protect him from their help.

What happens when the woman with no hobbies spends a day with the man whose hobby is everything? Crossposted from AO3

A princess longing for safety. An assassin searching for meaning. A swordsman chasing a dream. How do the threads of fate weave these three together? How will it change the course of their lives? An expansion and contextualization of Ivy, Zelkov, and Kagetsu's supports (with some tweaks here and there). Crossposted from AO3

"The progenitor is the – sometimes legendary – founder of a family, line of descent, clan or tribe, noble house or group. I suppose that was what people called me before I found myself bound to this former mercenary. The Progenitor God. And now here I slumber and watch as this young man builds another dynasty as I once did with his beloved students and knights. How lewd...and fun!"

Une soirée ordinaire, pas plus pas moins particulière, juste une soirée d'été. Mais cette fois, nous recevions une invitée. Et, comment dire non à si charmante proposition ? Car les soirées d'été étaient longues et propice aux soupires, aux vices charnels et au plaisir. [Mature Content] [Threesome]

"I can go no further. You alone must stand against the Prince of Anarchy and his mortal servants. He must not have the Crest of Flames!" She reached up and tore off her amulet, shoving it into Shez's hold. "Take the Crest. Give it to Jeralt. He alone knows where to find the last of my blood. Find them, and close shut the jaws of Oblivion."

The Winter Festival has arrived once again in the kingdom of Askr, and Kiran prepares himself to join in the festivities. However, before he can, he receives a surprise visit from an unexpected guest... A collection of wholesome holiday one-shots between Kiran and the OC's of FEH.

She knew what needed to be done, what must come to pass...who she needed to become. She was ready, ready to begin another cycle...and then a curious mortal fell into her empty home. A short narrative retelling of Chapter 2 of Book VII focusing on Kiran and Kvasir.

Following their victory in Valm, Robin is sent away to finally take the time to rest and recover from all the stress he's been under. Now, secluded away in Chon'sin hot spring, the Tactician takes some time to bask in the peace he's won, to soak in the blissfully warm waters, take in the scenery... and make passionate, enthusiastic love to the women that surround him! Robin/Harem

Ma vie était si fade, si vide, mais surtout insipide. Sauf lorsque mon esprit se rendait à Fódlan. Peu importait qu'il soit virtuel ou bien réel, dans ce monde fleurissaient les pétales de Fleurs Vermeilles.

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

Un Isekai sobre Fire Emblem Rekka no Ken.

Upon seemingly being erased by Gullveig, Kiran Pathfinder is spirited away from Zenith to Elyos. Stranded in Elyos for the time being, Kiran must assist Alear in her quest to save Elyos from the dark forces that threaten to destroy it, using both the power of the 12 Emblems and the Breidablik's ability to summon Heroes.

Entre une banquette non confortable et des cernes qu'un alpiniste pourrait gravir non sans peine je me demande pourquoi je suis ici. Je pense pour ma part que rien ne vaut une réconciliation au pieu et non sur un divan mais parait-il qu'il est plus efficace de soigner les maux par les mots seulement voila: notre thérapeute n'est pas la tartine la plus beurrée du petit-déjeuner.

The Dragon Grima, Goddess of Death and ruler of Ylisse. For a millennium, she has taken over the world, only for the Shepherds of various times to stop her. Realizing there is no escape to this cat and mouse game, she decides she must build her kingdom in a Naga less world...A world where 3 countries and a Monastery are present.[Lemon][Dark][Body Horror][Horror in General][Taboo]

It was a war that spanned across two generations. It was a war that tore Jugdral to pieces. It was a war between those who only did what they thought was right. It was a war manipulated by those who had suffered too much. It was a war filled with tragic mistakes and crippling hope. It was a war immortalized by the survivors, and this is their tale. (FE4 Novelization)

When Alfred is worried about passing on his illness to his children, Alear offers herself as a way to get around it, and to give him someone to love before he dies.

Modern AU Kris & Shez trying to escape from kung fu panda bears.