Fire Emblem Yaoi

Searching for Raven/Lucius Fic

anonusr — Sun, 30 Sep 2012 19:24:36 GMT

Hopefully this is allowed (I didn't see anything against it in the community description)...

Over a year ago, I read a wonderful Raven/Lucius fic. I can remember specific scenes with some clarity:

Lucius having breakfast with half the group while Erk or Canas reads
The party suddenly discovering a group of opponents nearby and asking the tactician for orders
The tactician being a very minor character
Lucius, while running (I think it was either to join the fight, or to help Raven - but I can't remember exactly), running directly into an opponent
Raven saving Lucius (with Raven furious that Lucius was in danger), and then the two of them kissing afterwards

Despite this, for the life of me I can't remember the author or the title. And there doesn't appear to be anything in my fire emblem bookmarks folder.

Searching has proved fruitless as well (I think it was on either FF or media miner, but searching both sites has proved fruitless, so it might have been on a live journal).

If I remember correctly, there was nothing explicit (and I'm pretty sure it wasn't on AFF).

Does anyone know what fic I'm remembering? If so, could you link me?

Edit 01-17-13: Found it! The work was "Don't Get Over It" by RianneHime, located here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1870868/

Fic: Assembly (Ike/Soren)

rosage — Fri, 18 May 2012 05:22:47 GMT

Title: Assembly
Game: FE9/10
Rating: G
Pairing/s (if applicable): Ike/Soren
Summary: As a mechanic, Ike is used to eating pizza, not seven course meals. Unfortunately, a dinner with his new mother-in-law has more in store for him than he could have prepared for. Modern AU
Warnings: RD spoilers
Other Comments: Cross-posted, sorry if you see this more than once.
ff.net / my lj

Fic: Territory (Ike/Soren)

rosage — Sun, 13 May 2012 04:09:15 GMT

Title: Territory
Fandom: Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance
Characters/Pairing: IkexSoren
Summary: Even if the others saw Soren's scars, they couldn't have understood their meaning the way Ike did.
Wordcount: 1446
Notes: Cross-posted, sorry if you see this more than once.

At my LJ / At ff.net

Fic: Lack Nothing (Ike/Soren)

rosage — Thu, 01 Mar 2012 03:19:09 GMT

Title: Lack Nothing
Game: Path of Radiance
Rating: G
Pairing/s (if applicable): Ike/Soren
Summary:In the face of an oncoming winter, the Greil Mercenaries are more aware of their lacking funds than ever. Realizations about his staff officer's sacrifices bring Ike to a new understanding.
Warnings: None.
Other Comments: Cross-posted to emblemfic, sorry if you see this twice.

At my LJ/At ff.net

Ike/Soren Fic: Supply Charts Over Sonnets

rosage — Sun, 22 Jan 2012 06:21:11 GMT

Title: Supply Charts Over Sonnets
Game: Path of Radiance
Rating: PG for one questionable metaphor
Pairing/s (if applicable): Ike/Soren
Summary: A gift-giving attempt gone awry reminds Ike they don't need conventional romance.
Warnings: None.
Other Comments: Cross-posted to emblem_fic, sorry if you see this twice.

At my LJ/At ff.net

Sothe/Tormod - To Show Faces

focksinsox — Wed, 28 Dec 2011 22:45:04 GMT

Title: To Show Faces
Pairing: Sothe/Tormod
Rating: Probably NC-17
Summary: Alternate Universe. Tormod and Sothe are in high school. Sometimes, high schoolers go to parties.

over here at my journal.

Ike/Soren -- The Lull After the Storm

rosage — Thu, 15 Dec 2011 23:34:00 GMT

Cross-posted to emblemfic, sorry if you see this twice.

Title: The Lull After the Storm
Game: Path of Radiance
Characters/Pairing: Ike/Soren, pre-romance
Summary: Post-war. Ike wakes up one day in a terrible mood. Nobody's efforts to get through to him work, but maybe Soren just being there is enough.
Wordcount: 1753
Notes: As I'm trying to improve my Fire Emblem writing, comments and critique are appreciated.

At my LJ / At ff.net

New AU FE8 Fanfiction!

norree — Sat, 10 Sep 2011 13:50:50 GMT

Hey guys, this morning I posted a new FE:SacredStones AU story! c:

Title: Lost In the Fields
Rating: T
Genre: Slice-of-Life, Drama, Angst, Romance...a lot of things!
Description: A few Renais warriors are suddenly transported by a druid into a strange, new world--OURS! Watch seven characters struggle as they try to adapt to our strange, modern world. Friendship, Drama, Romance. SethxFranz, KnollxNatasha, ColmxNeimi, CaellachxFranz.

Here's the link, hope you guys enjoy! <3 (Most of this was written a year ago, so bear with me!)
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7369701/1/Lost_In_the_Fields

Posting it here because of the SethxFranz and CaellachxFranz romances! <3

selling a few items

qchanlover — Wed, 10 Aug 2011 18:50:02 GMT

Hi I am selling a few fe 7 and fe8 Doujinshi and a few fe3 figures please take a look

http://qchanlover.livejournal.com/4538.html

I Hope you find something you like, thanks for looking

Fanfic: Of Unexplained Body Swaps (FE7 LegaultHeath CRACK)

pinksnowboots — Tue, 09 Aug 2011 23:39:46 GMT

Title: Of Unexplained Body Swaps
Pairings: LegaultHeath, mentioned MatthewGuy, ErkSerra, HectorFlorina
Rating: PG-13/T
Warnings: Legault, implied stuff, more hair fetish-ing
Summary: Deanon from the kink meme. Request was FE7 body swap. One day, everyone in camp wakes up in the body of their significant other. Chaos ensues. Sorry if it's confusing as to who is who!

Link on FF.net:
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7267792/1/Of_Unexplained_Body_Swaps

Heath didn't know what happened. Nor did he want to know. All that he did know (and he knew that he didn't know much right now) was that Legault was enjoying this waaaaay too much. (And that he used the work know way too much, but that was beside the point.)

All havoc had broken out earlier that morning when everyone in the camp had woken up in the bodies of their significant others. Which meant that Guy (who was really Matthew) was stroking his braid, looking awed, while an enraged Matthew (actually Guy) yelled at him. Erk (actually Serra) was putting his/her purple hair up in pigtails and squealing in delight, while Serra (actually Erk) was trying to hide inside a tent, only to be kicked out by Florina (who was actually Hector). Hector (Florina) was running away from Pent (Louise), who was only trying to comfort her, as Louise (Pent) calmly asked Canas what in the bloody hell he had been doing that caused this. (Canas seemed to be at fault, as he was one of the only unswitched members of the army. Also, his tent had exploded that morning in a shockwave of green sparks.)

Simply put, the camp was in uproar. And Heath (in Legault's body), was none too pleased, especially as he looked at...himself (well, Legault) smile like, well, Legault. Heath wasn't even up for admitting to himself, let alone the camp, that he had a "relationship" with the thief, although he supposed that it was pretty hard to call their interactions anything else, what with Legault's overuse of public displays of affection. (And the one time they were caught kissing heatedly after a particularly difficult battle didn't help matters).

But now they were switched, and his state of denial really wasn't helping matters.

"Heath." Heath's own body addressed him, which added a whole new layer of creepy to the mix. Especially since Legault had apparently taken his voice with him to Heath's body.

"Don't try anything, Legault. This isn't funny."

"You say that a lot. And yet you usually change your mind."

Legault's face blushed, something that never happened when Legault was actually in possession of it.

"Well, this time I mean it. My face isn't supposed to smirk like that."

"Ah, but smirking isn't the only thing I could do with your body."

Legault's face paled, contorting into an expression of fear which the thief also never normally wore.

"Don't even think about it, Legault."

"But what if I already am thinking about it? Having your delicious body at my disposal opens up some rather interesting...possibilities."

Heath (in Legault's body) thought frantically for a way to avoid him...well, his body, being violated at the thief's whim (although that happened fairly often anyway. But normally, he was in possession of said body.)

Heath smirked as he thought of an idea. The smirk actually looked menacing on the thief's face. For a moment, the situation looked normal.

"Legault, I swear, if you do anything to my body without me in it, I will personally cut off your body's hair."

Legault (as Heath) paled. "You wouldn't."

Heath smirk grew. So this is what it felt like to be in control. "You wanna bet?"

Legault would never admit it, but his long lavender hair was his weak spot, and only Heath really knew the extent of it.

Legault (Heath's body) shifted uncomfortably "Well, as attractive as I find your dominant side, and as attractive as I find my own body, I'm going to go throttle Canas if he doesn't put me back in possession of my body and MY HAIR now!"

As he ran off, Heath mused that acting like Legault had actually been fun. But he was also desperate to get changed back. Legault acting all vulnerable had been veeeery attractive, and Heath had no desire to kiss himself...

Fanfic: Sparring (FE7 MatthewGuy)

pinksnowboots — Tue, 09 Aug 2011 23:35:29 GMT

Title: Sparring
Pairing: FE7 Matthew/Guy
Rating: PG-13/T
Warnings: I don't think that shonen-ai merits a warning because it's not something bad. But there is cursing, fail plot, and mild obsession with Guy's braid.
Summary: It's a fluffy MatthewxGuy fic. Which means there shall be stuttering, oathpaper, and stroking of Guy's braid. Currently in progress but should be finished soon.

Link on FF.net
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6663213/1/Sparring

Fanfic: Fire (SotheTormod)

pinksnowboots — Tue, 09 Aug 2011 23:32:15 GMT

Title: Fire
Pairing: SothexTormod
Rating: PG-13/T
Warnings: Guys kissing, Sothe not being with Micaiah *gasp*, overused plot devices, cursing.
Summary: Tormod burns stuff. Somehow this leads to him and Sothe making out. I think that is fairly reasonable.

Link on FF.net
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6739248/1/Fire

Sothe was just walking through the camp, back to his tent when he heard a "Bang!" His tent lit up, illuminating the figure of his tentmate, whose voice could just barely be heard through the canvas.

"Shit."

Tormod was screwed. Done for. When Sothe saw what he had done, Tormod's days of practicing magic, setting things on fire, and generally causing mayhem would be over. Because Sothe was going to kill him. It didn't matter that they had become close friends during the Mad King's War and were now tentmates. It didn't matter that Tormod considered Sothe his best friend other than Maurim, who was more like his father. And it certainly didn't matter that Tormod had been quite shocked at just how…hot…his friend had gotten over the years. Not that Sothe knew that.

Nope, none of that mattered. Because any second, the rogue was going to return and find something of his charred to a crisp.

His bed, to be exact.

Besides the fact that Sothe's cot had been reduced to a pile of ashes, there was also the question of where he would sleep. Tormod could offer his bed, but if he were dead by the night, it wouldn't be a problem. And if he were, miraculously, still breathing then there would be the thought of…sharing.

Which would be a problem for many, many reasons.

The first being that Tormod thought he would probably enjoy it. Which would not be ok. Sure, his best friend was attractive, but he was always around that girl Micaiah. It was pretty much assumed that they were together. Micaiah was a girl, so Sothe must be straight. And even if he were, um, bisexual, he'd still be with Micaiah.

Tormod had considered all of this multiple times in the weeks he had been with the Dawn Brigade. And he figured that he just had to not show that he was attracted to men. Specifically, the one man who slept in his tent. Yeah, it sucked. Tormod had gotten used to the angst. He was naturally cheerful enough that angst could only hold him for so long. However, he had recently begun taking out his frustration with extensive fire magic practice. Hence the burnt bed.

Well, he would just have to sleep on the floor. That's all. Just sleep on the floor. For as long as they were on the road. Every night. (Because it probably wasn't going to be easy to buy another bed, especially as the fire sage had no money.)

Tormod did not like that plan.

Maybe Sothe would sleep on the floor. He's tough, he grew up on the streets. He'll probably be all stoic and silent and offer to use the floor. But then Tormod would feel guilty for hogging the bed when his friend was sleeping on the floor because of the sage's mistake.

Damn. That wouldn't do either.

Or Tormod could go share with Maurim. The tiger slept outside anyway and Tormod had been using his surrogate father as a cushion for most of his life. Which is why he was so clingy in his sleep-another reason why he could not share with Sothe. But Maurim had told him to share with a beorc and get to know someone his own age. Maurim would make him stay and apologize to Sothe.

Tormod rapidly tried to think of another plan before Sothe returned. Unfortunately, at that moment the tent flap opened almost noiselessly as the rogue entered their room. Nobody but Tormod and Micaiah could ever hear Sothe entering a room.

"Um, hey Sothe! How are you? Nice day, isn't it? Have you been training? What do…" Tormod started babbling in an attempt to cover up his guilt. If he were dealing with anyone else, it might have worked. Most people tuned out the energetic young man's babbling, but Sothe and Maurim could always tell when he was hiding something.

"Tormod." Sothe gave the fire sage a stony glare. Tormod sheepishly looked at his own feet as he shut up, refusing to meet the rogue's eyes. "What happened to my bed?"

"Heh heh," Tormod laughed nervously. "Funny story, I was practicing magic…"

"In the tent?"

Tormod fidgeted and tugged at his collar. "Well, yes. And as I cast a spell, your bed just happened to be in the way."

Sothe said nothing, which only made Tormod even more uneasy.

"Please don't kill me Sothe! It was an accident! I'm sooooooo sorry!" Tormod started running off apologies.

Sothe again said nothing, but turned on his heel and left the tent.

"Shitshitshit!" Tormod trembled in fear before running off to ask Maurim for advice and potentially protection from Sothe's knives.

As soon as Sothe got out of sight of his ten, he dropped his stony façade. And laughed.

Yes, you heard that right. When the usually serious rogue walked into Micaiah's tent, he was breathless from laughter.

Sothe hadn't wanted to laugh at Tormod in front of him. The sage was already touchy about being short and wouldn't take well to being mocked. So Sothe had gone off to relate the incident to his foster sister and oldest friend.

"Ok. What did Tormod do this time?" Micaiah asked in a calmly amused tone. Whenever Tormod did something, she was the first to know. Sothe had gotten in the habit of talking to her every night before they retired to their respective tents, but lately his topic of choice was always the same: Tormod.

Micaiah, being part heron, was very attuned to emotions and was aware that Sothe was attracted to the sage for weeks before the rogue figured it out. Even then she had to help him along.

Flashback

"And today Tormod burned another one of his tomes and singed Maurim's fur. His face was so red from trying not to laugh." Sothe was giving Micaiah the daily Tormod report.

Micaiah inwardly rolled her eyes. Was he really so oblivious that he didn't notice how animated he was when speaking about the little sage, how his face lit up at the thought of the other man's daily shenanigans? It was ridiculous, because Tormod clearly was attracted to Sothe. It was a fairly easy matter for the attuned silver haired maiden to read the sage's hidden glances at her foster brother.

Time to enlighten my dear, oblivious brother.

"Poor Tormod. He was probably embarrassed. But he probably looked so adorable with his face all red!" Micaiah choose the word carefully, noting Sothe's flush with satisfaction.

"I suppose. I didn't notice." Sothe lied, avoiding Micaiah's eyes.

He really should have known that he couldn't lie to his first friend. Micaiah assumed that he was still in denial, pushing away his feelings because they were so alien.

Alright, let's go for direct.

"Sothe, I've known you since you were tiny. I know when you're lying and I can tell that you like Tormod. You know what I mean by like. If you haven't figured out by now that your face lights up whenever you see him fry someone's stuff with his magic, then it's time for a wake up call. Now you can either talk to me about it or go figure this out alone, but there will be no more denial."

Sothe looked mildly shocked at her outburst. He furrowed his brow as she spoke, blushing as he avoided her gaze. She saw him thinking, finally coming to a realization.

"Damn. I'm in love with a man." Sothe looked confused, but also certain. It all made sense now.

"Yep. But don't worry, it gets easier from here once you realize how you feel."

"Micaiah, have you ever been in love?"

For once, she was the one to avert her eyes. "I'm not sure."

"Pelleas?"

Micaiah's reddening face told him the answer even before she gave a slight nod. "I think so."

"Well then, we can be lovesick together."

End flashback

After Sothe had made the initial realization that his feelings for Tormod were more than platonic, he became more relaxed. Sothe needed to know what was going on, and although he didn't think that Tormod returned the sentiment, he went about his business as normal, only venting at night to Micaiah.

"He burned my bed."

Micaiah took a moment to process this information, then burst out laughing as well.

"Well, then go sleep in his."

Sothe reddened at her suggestion, because the idea was actually very appealing. Micaiah laughed harder.

Tormod ran up to his surrogate father, who was conversing with Nolan.

"Maurim! IburnedSothe'sbedbyaccidentandnowhe'sgonnakillme!" Tormod's words spilled out in a rush.

Maurim smiled fondly. Although his young charge had not actually told him, the tiger could tell that Tormod was very attracted to Sothe. Laguz could smell these things, and he knew Tormod better than anyone else at camp. He also could tell that Sothe felt the same way, but he kept his silence. Let the boys figure it out on their own.

"Patience, Little One. Please slow down and tell me what happened."

Tormod took a deep breath. "I burned Sothe's bed by accident and now he's going to kill me. What should I do?"

"Well, I would suggest apologizing. And offer to share your bed."

Tormod flushed as red as his hair at his friend's advice. "But what if he's angry?"

"I think he'll forgive you. Now calm down Little One, friends understand these kinds of things."

Tormod visibly calmed as Maurim thought about how that evening would play out for the boys. It would certainly be interesting.

After sundown, both boys slunk back to their tent after spending the afternoon chatting with their respective friends. They awkwardly stood around the room, not sitting on the floor or the unscathed bed.

"Um, Sothe?" Tormod hesitantly broke the silence.

"Mmm?" Sothe mumbled noncommittally. He was suddenly very nervous.

"I'm really sorry about burning your bed. You can have mine until I can get you a new one and…" Tormod was babbling apologies again.

Sothe smiled as he put a hand on Tormod's shoulder, effectively silencing the sage. This was the same Tormod he knew and loved. The thought itself was somewhat frightening.

"It's ok."

The smaller man noticeably relaxed under Sothe's grip and nervously looked up to meet his eyes.

"Really? You're not going to, I don't know, main me or something?"

Sothe chuckled. "No, it's fine. It's actually pretty funny."

Tormod finally smiled. "I guess it is. But all the same, you should take the bed. I'll sleep on the floor."

"No." Sothe's eyes glinted challengingly.

"What do you mean, no? I destroyed your bed, I'll sleep on the floor. Case closed,"

"No."

"Argh! Sothe, why do you have to be so annoying?"

"You keep your bed. I'll sleep on the floor."

Tormod's stubborn nature began to emerge. "No. If you're sleeping on the floor, I am too. I will not take the bed while you sleep on the floor."

"Fine. We'll share the bed then."

"Fin-wait, what?"

Sothe explained calmly. "I won't let you sleep on the floor. You won't let me. So we'll share. We did during the Mad King's War, remember?"

"…Ok."

The awkwardness returned to the tent as both boys consciously avoided accidentally touching each other as they prepared for bed, averting their eyes when the other undressed. When they were both in their sleeping clothes, they walked over to the bed and stood there, looking at each other.

"You get in first." Tormod ventured, trying not to talk about the situation they were in.

"It's you bed. You get in first." Sothe's expression mirrored Tormod's.

Tormod acquiesced, carefully climbing under the covers and lying as close to the far edge as he could manage. Sothe climbed in after, amused at how careful Tormod was being. Usually the sage wrapped himself up in a nest of blankets, most of which ended up on the floor by the morning.

"Well, goodnight."

"Goodnight."

The boys lapsed into silence in the dark, Tormod lying on his back staring at the ceiling and Sothe on his side facing away from Tormod. Still, it was a small bed, practically a cot and each boy could feel the other's body heat acutely.

They lay like that for a few minutes, both straining to ignore how close they were to each other.

He's so close. Why is he turned away? I mean, he's the one who suggested we share. Is he worrying about what Micaiah will think? Tormod mused, laboring under his impression that Sothe was utterly devoted to his childhood friend.

He smells like fire. Probably singed his hair again, he's so careless. I saw that he burned his fingertips. It would be so easy to reach over and touch them. Sothe tried to fight off the urge to trace the whorls of Tormod's raw fingertips, to take them in his hands and kiss them better, one by one.

"Sothe?" Tormod's voice came to his ears in a whisper, almost fading away completely.

"Yes?" Sothe replied, rolling over to face the redhead.

"Thank you for forgiving me. You-you're my best friend." Tormod's voice faltered and Sothe wanted to hold him and tell him that he felt the same way. "I mean, I know you love Micaiah and all, so she's probably your best friend, and all, but…"

Tormod trailed off and stared resolutely at the top of the tent.

Sothe started. Wait, he thinks I'm in love with Micaiah?

Tormod bit back tears when suddenly, Sothe was above him, staring straight into the sage's eyes.

"Tormod." Sothe spoke softly and gently as Tormod avoided his gaze. The soft feel of the rogue's breath on his face was torture.

"Tormod." Sothe repeated. "Look at me."

Tormod bit is lip as he tentatively returned his eyes to lock with the green haired man's, which were filled with a fiery emotion that Tormod couldn't name..

"Tormod, listen to me. I love Micaiah like a sister and I will always think of her that way. She's my sister, but you are my best friend."

Tormod couldn't respond or hold in his tears, which silently rolled down his face in a mix of despair and hope at Sothe's words.

Sothe looked down at the sage's damp cheeks glistening and decided that he never wanted Tormod to cry because of him again.

Without thinking about it, he leaned down and gently kissed the other man.

Tormod barely registered what was happening as he felt a soft pressure on his lips. Just as he realized that Sothe was kissing him, the other's mouth was gently removed.

"S-Sothe?" Tormod whispered huskily, finally identifying the emotion in the thief's eyes as lust, or passion, or maybe even love.

"Shhh." Sothe gently pressed another kiss to the smaller man's lips. "I love you Tormod. Not Micaiah. You."

Tormod started crying in earnest now, in disbelief and joy.

"I love you too Sothe. I always have." Tormod choked the words out as he pulled Sothe to him again, kissing him with all the pent-up frustration he had been feeling for weeks, months, years.

Sothe eagerly responded, moving his lips in time with Tormod as he wiped the tears from the redhead's cheeks.

Although neither of them knew how it happened, they ended up with their mouths open and their tongues tentatively exploring. They kissed until they were out of breath and then reluctantly broke apart, panting. Sothe went about kissing the tears off Tormod's face and neck, gently licking the salty drops while silently promising to never make the sage cry again.

Tormod could not comprehend what was happening, but Sothe was kissing him and his skin was tingling and it felt right. He clung to the other man's hair, neck, chest and simply let himself feel these new sensations washing over them.

That night, Tormod eventually fell asleep with his head on Sothe's bare chest, smiling contentedly, all of his tears dried. Sothe stroked the other man's hair gently as he too, slipped off into slumber with a smile of his face and Tormod in his arms.

The Dawn Brigade did not comment when Tormod and Sothe never bought a second bed. Maurim and Micaiah simply smiled knowingly.

[FIC] All's Fair... (Ike/Ranulf, Fire Emblem 9) 1/1

sarabi_v2 — Mon, 01 Aug 2011 03:37:53 GMT

Title: All's Fair...
Author: sarabi_v2 aka thatyaoiboy
Warnings: A bit of suggestiveness and fluff.
Fandom/Pairing(s): Fire Emblem PoR (FE9), Ike/Ranulf
Summary: After a hard day of work, Ranulf always makes sure there's time for play. You know what they say about Love and War... "Missing scene" Ike/Ranulf yaoi, of the fluff variety. Spoilers for PoR.

Click to read on Livejournal or ff.net

help, fanfic recs?

bakafia_kawaii — Thu, 02 Jun 2011 10:48:29 GMT

So yeah, my FE mood is returning and I'm now craving for Marth/Merric pairing. Any fanfic recommendation? I find this pairing kind of lacking of love ~~even though it's so canon~~. D:

measuringlife — Thu, 03 Feb 2011 13:31:23 GMT

Because of the disasters in Australia and Brazil, I decided to do some freelancing charity auctions. A talk with hooves late at night and I thought hey, why not spread it through the FE fandom to try and raise up more money?

So, that's what we're doing. Whether you're a ficcer, fanartist, icon maker, vidder, or just someone who'd love to buy any of those, I hope you'll come visit, sign up or just buy people to help out.

here's the post, form, and details.

in writing a letter [comic ver. - ch.01 | title-p.05]

dip_eiffel_tea — Sun, 23 Jan 2011 22:43:26 GMT

herro guys~

around 2-3 years ago i started a fire emblem/super smash bros. webcomic and i ended up stopping at page 4. the last update was maybe about a year ago, but i've decided to start it back up again!

the original story isn't written by me; it's just a comic version of a marth/roy fic i read and fell in love with. the title page/first four pages are reallyyyy old, so excuse the major style change in page 5 e__e.

>> radish_lily's in writing a letter.

in writing a letter. (comic ver.) // ch. 01 | in which a blizzard rages
marth/roy | m | au
["it all started with a blizzard and a few carefully chosen words. toss in a hotheaded redhead and nagging advisers, the intervention of higher powers, and a faction of rebels, and you have a recipe for disaster... even without his amnesia."]

[ i hope you guys enjoy! ;w;♥ ]

Some Roleplay?

rastaban_ninja — Tue, 28 Dec 2010 12:19:29 GMT

I come here a lot to ask for roleplay, don't I? Well, I like to cover all my bases. (Plus, LJ seems to have all the good writers in my experience.) I'd like to roleplay Fire Emblem! I have a board here: hitpoints.org/tellius/index.php and you might remember I had a forum before. Same forum, really (same people, etc) but different software and we host the game ourselves, so no annoying ads and slow load times, and virtually no down time like you might get on an invisionfree forum (just one reason we hopped over!) Anyway, the forum needs a breath of fresh air. It's over 4 years old and we have been through more Ikes than I can count. I would really, really love to have an active Ike. Since I play Soren, it's also a vested interest... I would like an Ike who would like to play Ike/Soren. I should warn potential players that while I will write smut if you'd like, I won't do it if we don't work for it. I write for plot, not just pointless sex. ...Although I do read some pointless sexy fan fics, it's a bit different with roleplay for me. xD I would prefer a player who knows Ike well, and didn't just play Brawl. And I don't expect you to be posting EVERY SINGLE DAY, especially when busy, but it would be nice to have an Ike who has the time to play; we desperately need a skilled, knowledgeable and active Ike. We really, really, really do.

Okay. Now that I got that out of the way!

I also play Legault and am desperately seeking a good Heath, too. I even have an open thread I wrote for a Heath that flaked on us, all ready to go! So... If you're interested, give me a shout! And, lastly, I play Guy and would love to have a Matthew. Our long time Matthew split on us, leaving us with nothing. :/ A lot of other popular and needed characters are open as well, such as Tibarn. We have a plot going that could really use a Tibarn.

We also accept originals, but we need these canons pretty badly. If you're interested, mosey on over to the game. And if you're interested, I have an AIM! Raspinbeast! Give me a shout, don't be shy!

pimpin' away~

measuringlife — Wed, 01 Dec 2010 06:13:19 GMT

springkink is a multifandom challenge community (which despite the title, isn't 100% porn only, fluff is fine too!) I've always tried to bring a FE showing there, but never pimped it beyond my journal. The prompting round is over, but there's plenty of time to claim and write before the 2011 February deadline.

I archived all the FE prompts here

Otherwise, fe_fest is going through its first round, and accepting prompts for all fe games. You can see the rules, guidelines and leave prompts here. Prompting will be open from today to the 14th. Shortly after that, the prompt lists will go live for claiming.

Also you don't need to be a member/participating in this round to leave prompts, so stop on by ♥

Selling some Doujinshi

qchanlover — Tue, 09 Nov 2010 02:55:55 GMT

Selling a few items in my journal, some doujinshi of Fire Emblem, Tear ring saga, Yami no Matsuei and Kyo Kara Maou

Thank you

http://qchanlover.livejournal.com/4538.html

Selling some Doujinshi

qchanlover — Mon, 11 Oct 2010 20:47:38 GMT

Of series like Bleach, Gundam W, Kyo kara maou, Fire Emblem and some artbooks of Angel Santuary and Galaxy angel

Here

http://qchanlover.livejournal.com/4538.html

Thanks for Looking

Fic: FE8

norree — Sat, 09 Oct 2010 15:27:03 GMT

This is just a fanfiction that...well, I don't usually write, let alone stories--let alone fanfiction. (I usually just draw)
But I'm so in love with the characters from Fire Emblem; Sacred Stones, that I wanted to write out some scenes that I imagine them going through.
This writing piece is really just jumping in the middle of a scene that I've imagined--I won't explain too much about what's happening beforehand, but it's about two paladins and one prince. Which ends up creating a very interesting love triangle.

As for background info on the scene you're (hopefully) about to read, it features the two paladins of the story. Seth, the older and more respected paladin, used to have an affair with Franz. Franz took the relationship pretty seriously. Seth, on the other hand, was also sleeping with the prince, and a few others...
...When prince Ephraim started getting suspicious of Seth, he wanted to find a different (secret) lover. Meanwhile, due to Franz's recent promotion, Franz was spending more time guarding the royal family. He happened to catch Ephraim's eye.

So the scene opens up to a distraught Seth very angrily blaming Franz for the current situation. Because now that Ephraim and Franz are getting together, Seth is left pretty much alone. Which he won't stand for.

Title: Tremble
Words: 559
Rating: T (...for now)
Genre: Angst/Romance
Series: Fire Emblem;Sacred Stones fanfiction
Pairing: SethxFranzxEphraim triangle!
Warning: BL, Yaoi, Violence, Language, Lemon, Lime and orange (say WHA)

There was a thick, dark twinge in the air, tainting Franz's usually lighthearted presence. The crimson beads glistened on his bottom lip, with a delicate shine to them. His swelling lip was puffed out unintentionally, like it was almost challenging the man across from him to just do it. I dare you to hit me again, it seemed to taunt,

The prince would surely notice.

Strong, callased hands gripped the young man's collar with selfishly raw aggression. The usually protective Seth seemed uncharacteristically very capable of taking on that dare. With a disturbing lack of strength on his part, Seth lifted up the smaller male until they were almost at eye level. Suddenly feeling even more uncomfortable than before, Franz's feet desperately tried to make contact with the floor. His shaky hands began vulnerably clinging to Seth's wrists, trying to balance out the painful shift in weight. Seth's features remained offensive, heat radiating off of his intimidating expression. For a few torturous moments the only sounds in the small, dark room were the uneven breaths escaping from Franz's mouth. Seth pushed back until Franz was pinned against the stone wall, watching Franz trying to swallow the newfound pain in his back.

"Do you understand what you have done to me!? You have RUINED me!" Seth's words splattered across the man dangling in front of him. Franz's eyes screwed themselves shut out of fear; out of helplessness.

The bigger man's body pressed itself against the smaller one, his face forcing it's way even closer to Franz's--their noses almost touching. Seth's voice rumbled with a low, dark growl. "You, Franz, are a whore."

Franz's moist eyes shot open. "Seth, stop!" He blurted, only aggravating the older paladin further.

Seth's voice started as a whisper, but began escalating. "I am the better paladin, why can't you see that? Why can't HE see that!?"

Franz could certainly think of an answer, but was too busy scrunching up his face. Tears started slipping out of his eyes, and rolling down his red cheeks. He used to feel safest around Seth. Now he was fearing for his life.

Seth scoffed at Franz's trembling form. "Tch, I bet he'd finally understand that if he could see how pathetic you look now. He would forget about you in a heartbeat."

Franz just shook his head, trying to keep from sobbing. He tried to find his voice. "N-no, he--"

"He WHAT? Listen you slut, you don't know the first thing about him!"

The words stung like glass shards, cutting through Franz. Flecks of spit landed on his face, only adding to the frantic atmosphere. His eyes were only cracked open, fear preventing them from expanding to their natural, round form.

"He wouldn't want you to do this!" Franz finally cracked out, head starting to turn away.

Seth's face seemed to be punctured by the sudden action. Within a mere flicker, his features melted. But just as quickly as the softness came, it left. Replaced by guilt and blame.

"No," Seth almost gasped out, "he trusts me! I am--"

Their eyes met, and Seth cut himself off. His mouth was still parted, as if his body was trying to protest his sudden silence. His eyes widened with realization. In one drastic action, he dropped Franz to the stone floor, and stormed out of the corridor--a hand covering his mouth.

Art spam

kiu22 — Tue, 21 Sep 2010 14:42:52 GMT

Hi! :D
I bring some fanarts I did in the previous months, all characters are from Fire Emblem 9/10, there is some shonen-ai (Ike/Soren & Tibarn/Reyson) and there shouldn't be spoiler except for a questionable Simpson parody that doesn't reveal much anyway XD

Tibarn as a modern aviator for an AU contest

You have to admit this fits a lot. XD

Click to see it larger

a birthday gift for measuringlife .... the original idea was of Soren waking up pulling up the blanket cause it was cold but it turned out kind of strange

and some sketches I'm probably never gonna finish:

Tormod looks way too little but oh well, I find them so damn cute (not as a couple...just a father and son) :°

Also, I'm open for commissions so if anyone is interested please take a look at my Deviantart, thank you! ^^

Hope you like it! ♥

crossposted to: fireemblem sorry for the spam

Finally here

supah_soup_can — Mon, 13 Sep 2010 06:36:33 GMT

Uhh...kind of shy but I've finally joined! Fire Emblem has been one of my favorite fandoms for years and the slash I have found in it is an added bonus for me. I've been lurking for a while but now have decided to join!! Sadly, Sacred Stones is my absolute FAVORITE of all I have played and there is so little slash in there. Ah, well, I still find ways...

Slash Couplings:

Cormag/Artur
Ephraim/Innes
Gerik/Joshua
Seth/Franz
Seth/Ephraim
Kyle/Ephraim
Rath/Wil
Hector/Eliwood
Kieran/Oscar
Ike/Rhys (Blame Radiant Dawn's support system. It has converted me to MANY pairings.)
Edward/Sothe (Why, yes, I do in fact see Edward topping! XD)
And....my favorite one of all time...

Fomortiis/Ephraim. I kid you not, I like that pairing, it is my absolute FAVORTIE crack pairing in the entire Fire Emblem Universe. Sadly, there is nothing on it...or I'm just not looking hard enough. D:

Hrrm...maybe, one of these days, I will write it myself...

Edit: This girl feels bad she forgot how to spell the Demon King's name. D: I fixed it now.

josshouse — Wed, 08 Sep 2010 00:25:53 GMT

Here I am again, spamming your FE community :D

This isn't directly FE yaoi related I don't think, but I think this will still be highly appreciated.

I proposed to my boyfriend (now fiancee OH MY GOD) at AnimeFest this past Sunday in Ike and Soren cosplay!

I promise this will be the last cosplay post from me :3

I'm so happy. I have the best Ike in the world. <3

AnimeExpo 2010 Photos!

josshouse — Wed, 07 Jul 2010 02:50:58 GMT

Hi everyone! First, let me say that I'm sorry if I end up multi-posting on anyone's FList if you're also in gyakuten_saiban and are friends with me XD

Anyway, I went to AnimeExpo this past weekend and cosplayed Soren with kaleb_sunborn as my Ike. We did a mini photoshoot outside at a park by the Bonaventure, and I figured I'd share.

There are some solo shots of Ike and Soren, but it's mostly both of us being kinda gay <3

I'm linking directly to my full con image dump, btw, just right at the cut where the Ike/Soren images start. Thus, it will not be very 56k friendly. Sorry!
( Ike/Soren photoshoot! )