3 Works by gorebound
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No Love in War by gorebound
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
04 Apr 2021
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Felix’s breath hitched in his chest and it had nothing to do with the magic that surged through him, catching an imperial soldier in the chest and sending them flying back.
Just a few feet from him was Claude von Riegan atop a wyvern, hero’s relic glowing bright in his hands, an arrow notched in Felix’s direction.
Claude let the arrow fly.
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“Wow.” That was all Caleb could get out as he plucked up the cards, taking a closer look at them now that Mollymauk was finished with them. “I didn’t realize how, ah--important feeling such a thing as this could be?” He spoke as he handed the cards back to tiefling so he could add them back to the deck now assembled in his hands.
“They help give some people a direction, not all of the readings I give are bullshit~” Molly teased, shuffling the deck once all the cards had been returned. “Only most of them.” He reached out, brushing back a few strands from Caleb’s forehead before making his way upstairs towards the rooms they’d rented, multicolored coat swirling as he left.
Caleb watched him go, thinking of all of what Mollymauk had told him and the images of a beautiful smile, hands flipping over cards, the tiefling’s tail wrapped around his calf, and the warmth from Mollymauk’s hand on his.
Caleb was glad he’d asked Mollymauk for a reading that night.
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“I recognize them.” It was quiet, as if the figures walking away would be able to hear him. He could feel the rest of the Nein’s attention on him, trying to prompt him to say more but he couldn’t. He couldn’t.
Beginning to panic, he laid back against the wood of the cart. Unfocused eyes staring up at the sky shades of blue lighter than his own as his heart thumped harshly against his rib cage. The circling statement of ‘I shouldn’t be here’ was loud in his ears, spurring his heart into beating even faster.
Would they recognize him? Recognize the amulet that was around his neck? What were they doing here? Was it because of the attack? Too many thoughts flicked through his mind, along with flashes of his frantic escape.
“What’s going on? Are you sleepy? Are you--” Jester’s words became hard to make out, the panic in Caleb’s system blocking everything out.