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love potion no. 69 by captaineo
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
10 Oct 2025
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Felix keeps a secret. Unbeknownst to him, Sylvain's got one too.
“And, more importantly,” Sylvain continues, swinging the door open with a flourish, “I couldn’t possibly have wasted a single waking moment not being with you.”
He winks, sending Felix into a blind fury. If Felix had thought Sylvain winked a lot before this whole love spell business, he had another thing coming. It was becoming such a common occurrence that he was beginning to wonder if Sylvain actually had something stuck in his eye.
Sylvain laughs off his stupid line at Felix’s cold reaction. Apparently the romance magic has had no effect on Sylvain’s self awareness. Go figure.
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fire emblem: three house hunters by captaineo
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
01 Aug 2025
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Felix and Sylvain embark on the journey of a lifetime – buying their first home together.
“Picture this,” Sylvain continues, catching up to wrap an arm around Felix’s shoulder, gesturing to the front yard. “Orange and white pumpkins lining the front steps. 'Couple of hay bales on the porch, a little rustic but still classy, right? One of those big-ass skeletons smack in the middle of the lawn–”
“Sylvain we are not getting the twelve foot Home Depot skeleton.”
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Will makes an unfortunate discovery at the Altabury bathhouse.
Don’t ask about the tattoo.
Seriously. DON’T ask about the tattoo.
Say “thank you” and “good night” and for the love of all that is good and holy, do NOT ask Strohl about his tattoo.
“I didn’t know you had a tattoo,” Will said instead.
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Strohl takes Maria shopping and gets a little more than he bargained for.
“Mister, when are you and Uncle Leon getting married?” Maria asked.
At once, three things happened: Fabienne let out the sharpest cackle Strohl had ever heard, Will’s famously unshakeable composure vanished in an instant, and the color drained from his face just as burning heat shot straight up to Strohl’s cheeks.
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Georg has had some pretty fucked up dreams in his time but last night’s really takes the cake.
“Georg,” she whispers once more into his ear, low and smoky and sultry. He turns, and tucks a stray lock of red hair behind her ear. It’s then that he realizes this isn’t the pretty blonde he picked up at the bar whose name he forgot two drinks ago.
It’s Jack.