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stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird

@fleurseraph.bsky.social

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stellan, fae/faer or she/her, queer woman. i like miklan anschutz gautier and writing 150 WIPs at a time. my ao3 is seraphikiss. #fe3h #trigun #identityv 🐜🔞 minors, antis dni. 🔞🐜 @sylvanfernsong.bsky.social 02/14/22. 💕

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stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · Sep 9

what are some offline activities that you guys like to do? i have very limited transportation access and am disabled (ambulatory wheelchair user). i deleted tumblr and i’m planning to delete the bsky app (but not my account) to take a much needed break.

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stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 14h

edelgard x bernadetta (OTP)
edelgard x mercedes
edelgard x hilda
f!byleth x annette
f!robin x olivia
olivia x tharja
f!robin x tharja

fire emblem femslash week 2025 @fefemslash.bsky.social · 1d

Fire Emblem Femslash week is one month away!

What is your favorite fire emblem femslash ship? Tell us with a QRP or reply :)

Thank you to @mermaidhugs.bsky.social for the graphic art!

Fire Emblem femslash week is one month away November 10th to 17th. Art of Mae embracing Celica is in the left corner of the graphic by mermaidhugs.

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stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 14h

what lewis capaldi and being unmedicated does to a fool

#dimilix #fe3h #fe3hfic #fanfic

archiveofourown.org/works/72490056

the song goes on - seraphikiss - Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses [Archive of Our Own]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

archiveofourown.org

stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 19h

i was thinking about making a thread just for my wip previews, i tend to get super excited and share them in a disorganized way.

stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 19h

dimilix random one shot fic preview, based on the song "forever" by lewis capaldi

#fe3h #fanfic #fic #fe3hfic #dimilix #wip

He glances up, brow furrowing despite himself. Whispers are currency here—half-truths traded for ale, fattened on fear. "What kind?"

She leans in, voice dropping to a conspiratorial hush, though the room's hum masks it easy. "A beast of a man, they say. Tall as a pine, broad as a siege ram, with one eye wild and the other... gone, or so the tales twist. Shares the face of old King Lambert, clear as a struck coin—blue blood in his veins, or what's left of it. But some swear he's a madman, prowling the Duscur fringes like a wraith. Claws through Imperial stragglers with bare hands, they claim. Leaves no survivors to lie."

Felix's breath catches, a snag in his chest.

"King?"

stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 1d

deep in hell writing a nearly 8k byleth x oc smut fic on this very fine taco tuesday, how about yall

stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 1d

sorry for posting so many snippets, i'm unwell and way over 20k words deep into this insanity of a fic

little moment with protective dorothea and dumb loser miklan <3

“Just something I found off a Kingdom corpse,” he mutters, not meeting her eyes. Then he flashes a cheeky smirk. “Might earn me pocket change.” He meets her eyes. The songstress gives him a stern look, eyebrow arching like a crescendo held too long.

Miklan coughs awkwardly through the silence, throat tight. “Okay, it’s my engagement ring. Give it back.”

Dorothea tilts her head to the side, eyebrows raised. “Engagement? Does Sylvain know?”

Miklan huffs at the mention of his brother, dodging the question even further. “What? Ever heard of stealing hearts? Ain’t that your thing, sweetheart?” He forces another grin, thief’s deflection sharp as the bend in his spear, but it wobbles—privacy breached, light tainted by his shadow.

She laughs lightly, soft and warm, pressing the ring into his palm. Her fingers brush steady, an almost sisterly anchor. “Whoever she—or he—is, please take care of your partner. And congratulations.”

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the mossterpiece @wild-moss-art.bsky.social · 1d

Did someone say hapistance

Hapi and constance from fire emblem three houses are shown in their beach outfits from heroes. Hapi is behind Constance with her arms on Constance’s shoulders, while Constance holds onto hapi’s wrist

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stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 2d

byleth's cat care service

- nice cat of the week: sylvain. cuddled nicely c:

- naughty cat of the week: miklan. bit my ass

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stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 2d

guys someone take my laptop away i am writing yet ANOTHER mikleth monstrosity all because of one (1) vocaloid song

stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 2d

hands you guys a suspicious fanfic

archiveofourown.org/works/72389056

shadow and light
seraphikiss

light has returned to the shadows of fodlan. miklan, with his brother, reflects on his newfound light and life.

stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 2d

wrote something comforting as a little exercise. this is meant to take place after the events of my ongoing wip but this was so cozy i wanted to share. 🙂‍↕️

The garden quiets again, rain fading to mist. Somewhere between the petals and the stones, Miklan thinks he hears the faintest hum of life—patient, unjudging. He lets it be. The presence of rainclouds overhead and his brother is enough to ground him, after moons of fighting just to survive, desperate to know what kind of future Edelgard—the emperor—has in store for Fodlan. The Crest system has officially been abolished, but that doesn’t mean Miklan stands on a pedestal.

It just means that, in his future, his children can live in a world where they’re loved for who they are, not for what they bring to selfish nobles. He glances at Sylvain, kneeling by a patch of clinging petals, a quiet smile tugging at the corner of his lips. For a moment, Miklan just watches him, noticing the ease in his movements, the way he seems to carry hope like a second skin. It’s not loud or flashy—just steady, like the hum of life in the garden—and it reminds Miklan that he doesn’t have to carry everything alone. The light beside him, patient and unwavering, makes the weight of the past feel just a little lighter, the storm just a little less sharp.

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stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 2d

good evening miklan nation (gestures to myself and the silly voices in my head)

stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 2d

my brain rotates these two clowns more than a blender and i have So Many Horrors to put them through.

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stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 2d

PLEASE JOIN ME MIKLETH WILL EXPLODE YOUR MIND WITH UNLIMITED POSSIBILITIES

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stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 2d

i am inviting u to invest on miklan/byleth 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

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stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 2d

i added it to the fic anyways lmao

“Miklan Gautier.” Dimitri’s voice bleeds through both mist and memory. It’s doubled—half snarl, half prayer.

“You remembered. Guess I’m famous for something after all.” Miklan spits. The words come out raw, swallowed by thunder.

stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 2d

i always add random notes/comments in my drafts, and this one was probably my favorite so far

“Miklan Gautier.” Dimitri’s voice bleeds through both mist and memory. It’s doubled—half snarl, half prayer.

“Nice, ya got my name right this time,” Miklan spits. The words come out raw, swallowed by thunder.

(Dimitri: You are without doubt the worst lance thief I've ever heard of!
Miklan: But you have heard of me.)

stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 2d

this WIP is literally about the main protagonist of the hit video game franchise fire emblem: three houses and a guy who shows up for one singular chapter falling in love anakin/padme style.

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sadboy sipper @mcmissiles.bsky.social · 2d

so PLEASE do not judge my taste in media or anything else based on this, but I finally finished a fic that's been haunting my brain for almost four years now and all I ask is acknowledgement that I finished it. oh my god

archiveofourown.org/works/38068681

This Union is a Cage About a Cage - Chapter 1 - mcmissiles - A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas [Archive of Our Own]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

archiveofourown.org

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💖Pinky💖 @pinkyfae-art.bsky.social · 2d

Edelgard:

RTGame 👑 @rtgame.bsky.social · 2d

Just killed God, feeling good

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Jill 🎃 @laminecuisine.bsky.social · 2d

Hubert encouraging Ferdinand to join the patricide club in FEW3H

Sorrowscopes @sorrowscopes.bsky.social · 2d

Taurus: You will have the opportunity to exact a terrible vengeance. Take it. Treat yourself.

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stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 2d

*felix voice* mamma mia

$“Stolen from a pretty maiden?” he asks, gesturing to the ring. Miklan’s hand twitches before he catches himself. He drags his glove up to cover the silver, thumb pressing hard over the metal as if to grind it dull. His voice, sharp and cold, cuts through the mist. “Please. You’d know more ‘bout stealing from women than I ever will, damn philanderer.” Sylvain bristles, opening his mouth, but Miklan presses the edge in first, stepping just a fraction closer, eyes glinting. “Every heart you leave in pieces… that’s on you. Don’t lecture me on taking what I want.” “Will you two quit it already?!” Felix’s voice snaps from the rear, cutting the tension like a knife. He glares at both of them, wet hair plastered to his face. “We’re sneaking past patrols, and here you are, turning the Brigid Twins into a love story argument! One more word and I swear I’ll shove you both into the river myself.”$

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Felinks 💙🦁 @felidimicuck.bsky.social · 3d

I want to touch Dimtiri's boobs

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stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 3d

miklan got that deer in him (urge to run into dimitri’s oncoming attack)

Dimitri swings again. Miklan twists, dagger sinking into the prince’s armor just enough to stagger him, ribs screaming anew. The shadow coils faintly, black tendrils brushing the mist like smoke. His pulse thrums with something darker—hunger, rage, power—but he bites it back, focus snapping to Sylvain’s flank.

“Hold steady!” he shouts, voice cutting over the chaos. “I’ve got you!”

Sylvain ducks under a swing, then lunges, lance connecting with a wet grunt. Miklan’s shoulder burns, ribs sharp, beast rumbling in the pit of his chest, but he presses on—every strike, every step, every breath is about keeping his brother alive.

Shadow earns light. Shadow shields fire.

The river churns around them, red foam curling at his boots. Kingdom knights press the center, lances thrusting low. Felix spins past, silver arcs flashing, Petra loosing arrows like rain. Miklan sidesteps a pike, feeling the beast twitch at his nerves, claws itching for flesh, control fraying but held.

This is my chance… to…

stellan 🏳️‍⚧️🍓 #keepfandomweird @fleurseraph.bsky.social · 3d

I LOVE YOU PETRA

"In Brigid... we have a tale of brothers like you two—red flames in a gray world, bound by blood and fire."

She pauses, gaze steady on her allies. "One tale speaks of twins born under the same hearth... one blessed with the hearth's light, the other its shadow. The light one burned bright, drawing all to him, while the shadow one smoldered... stealing embers to match the blaze. But when the hearth cracked, the shadow blamed the light for hoarding the fire... and the light dimmed in the cold. They wandered separate, until the shadow returned, offering stolen sparks to rebuild. The light forgave not easily... but the fire burned stronger together."

Sylvain huffs a low laugh, bitter but intrigued, the sound cutting the fog. "What happened to 'em after? Did the light take the sparks back?"

Petra nods, her smile faint. "The light forgave not easily... but the fire burned stronger together." She pauses again, gaze steady. "Brigid says fire tests bonds, but shared flames endure—if tended right."