Claude x Byleth Ship Week 2020

Chapters: ½ Fandom: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: My Unit | Byleth/Claude von Riegan Characters: Claude von Riegan, My Unit | Byleth Additional Tags: Claudeleth Week, reunion/pining, slowish burn, this fic is really too short to merit the term slow burn, War Phase, Fluff Series: Part 4 of Claudeleth Week July 2020 Summary:

Byleth isn’t used to being in danger of losing control of her heart. It’s never really happened before. She’s been attracted to people, even acted on that attraction here and there. But to be truly at risk of falling? That’s new, and it strikes her now with all of its power.

@claudlethweek Day 7: Free Day

[Pairing: Claude von Riegan x Byleth*]

[Genre: slight angst]

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Claude just got out another reunion of the round table and run out the castle, searching for a place where he could see the entrance of it, waiting for signs of life, in vain. He decided to go around all the castle to calm himself, ignoring everyone who wanted to talk with him, touching his hair at every step, and watching out of the windows at the slightest noise.

Even with all this attention, concern and anxiety distracted him when the army returned inside the walls. He rushed out, searching for that green head he hadn’t seen in months, found some of his former classmates instead “Ignatz! Hilda!” He rushed towards them, noticing as soon as he hugged them a lot of injuries and bandages on their body “Care to explain what happened? Where’s the professor?” he was still searching for that unique hair color “We were suddenly attacked by the forces of Almyra in the last battle and we were reduced to what you see now” “The professor, well… I think you should check the infirmary” The girl couldn’t look at the greenish eyes of the male in front of her, but as she found the courage to look up, he already left running like crazy with the infirmary as his goal.

The doctors and priests made him wait outside to complete the care of the wounded calmly. As soon as they left the room and moved away enough, Claude rushed in trying to be as quiet as possible, searching for his beloved one and finally finding that figure lying in the last bed of the infirmary, under the window. “Teach? Professor?” He tried with every name he used to try to arise a reaction in that apparently dead body, slowly cuddling that bright hair spread all over the pillow.

He remained beside that bed for all day, passing his fingers on the bandages that covered the face he loved to stare as first thing in the morning, that neck that was strangely clean from all the usual bites and hickeys -a thing that made the dark-skinned man laugh quietly- and the only hand free from the heavy blankets, searching with his eyes the other hand, apparently still covered.

Only in the middle of the night that exhausted body started to move again; the only eye free from the bandages allowed Byleth to see those unique colors on Claude’s sash and, looking a bit up from there, the face that was first directed towards the body on the bed was now bent, closed eyes due to his need of sleeping, arms resting on his tights and that tiny streak of hair covered his left eye. Byleth sat down slowly, still feeling his body aching and reached for Claude’s hand; as soon as their hands touched, Claude straightened his back and opened his eyes suddenly, feeling something stinging in them before two tears, one from each eye “Come here” Byleth coughed, waiting not more than a second before Claude wrapped that fragile body in his arms, feeling just a hand on his back as a response “I’m sorry I left you alone on the battlefield. Next time I’ll leave those incompetents of the round table” “No, you must help them and the county, you made the right choice”. Claude tried to look up to be able to see those eyes that for all these months did nothing but dream yet, on the way to the latter, Claude’s eyes stopped at the height of Byleth’s left arm, or at least, at the height of where the arm should have been, but there wasn’t anything anymore. “Oh yeah, I lost something on the way back here but it’s not important” Byleth smiled trying to calm down Claude, already in tears “T-This isn’t important? You’re kidding right?” Even if he wanted to scream, he couldn’t, so he was there, powerless in front of what happened to the only one he loved, with tears as his only way to vent. “I failed so this is what I deserve; they had to amputate half of Lorenz’s leg, Hilda lost her left eye and the right one is injured and I don’t know how many other people lost something and… Leonie and Raphael and many others that fought in the frontlines…. I tried to think about a successful strategy to protect everyone but I failed. I failed everything this time so this is nothing compared to what I deserve.” Byleth squeezed Claude with the remaining arm, trying to hold the tears in every way known. “You said you tried right? That’s enough. I know you tried everything and I know that also the others understand this. You did your best but we’re still in war, if it’s not Almyra it’s the Empire and each time we lose our people, This time they caught you off guard and couldn’t think about a better strategy but you tried and that’s what matters. We all fail sometimes and we have to embrace the consequences and go on with our lives” He kept his beloved in his arms, cuddling every corner of that injured body, wiping off the tears from those red cheeks and leaving his lips in contact with the bandaged forehead “The important is that you’re here with me again, alive, maybe with fewer pieces than before but still beautiful and smart as always” He joked on this cruel reunion, trying to lighten the whole situation like he always did.

“I missed you…” “You don’t know how much I missed you”

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“morning birthday boy" 

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I did a “what if” scene for this comic a while back.

Day 7 of claudeleth week, the free day

Working a physically taxing full time job while drawing every day for a week is exhausting, so I drew Claude coaxing Byleth to take a break.  :)

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses, Fire Emblem Series Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: My Unit | Byleth/Claude von Riegan Characters: Claude von Riegan, My Unit | Byleth Additional Tags: Nervousness, Claudeleth week 2020, day 1 stars/comfort Summary:

Claude has this thing. It’s something he does sometimes where he gets so caught up in his thoughts that it’s hard to get out of them and be in the moment. A habit he’s turned into a strength, it becomes chaotic whenever anything concerns Byleth. He spent so much time planning this perfect night just for a moment under the stars too.

For Claudeleth week 2020~

Claudeleth Week Day 7: Free Day - Guilty Pleasure AU

It’s arranged marriage…..Picture this, Fodlan 1183:

[Pairing: Claude von Riegan x M!Byleth]

[Genre: angst]

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It was already late morning and no one had seen Claude around so it was Byleth’s duty to search for him, obviously. He searched everywhere in the castle and asked also to some wyvern soldiers to search around the building since it looked like he was completely missing. But, as soon as he entered the library and noticed a mountain of books that stared from the floor and ended up on the couch under the colorful window; the only strange part about it was that from the mountain on the couch two legs came out. “Are you trying to become a bookman?” Byleth touched one of the two legs and as quickly as he touched it, Claude came out of the books; his hair messier than ever and his eyes still closed “W-What? What happened?” “Nothing at all, we were just searching you” Byleth sat beside him and passed a hand on his hair to fix them “You slept here?” “Yeah… I was searching for something but ended up sleeping here” he scratched the back of his neck and stretched the rest of his body “I hope you found what you were searching after creating this chaos” said the older laughing softly and taking off from the other male some books “I don’t even remember if I did” he sighed and got up from the couch “Sorry if I left you alone tonight” he hugged the green-haired male from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder “Don’t worry, I didn’t sleep last night, they wanted my help to organize the army for the next battle in the capital, so I had to stay awake” he kissed one of Claude’s hand, squeezing it and then his arm to feel him closer “Whaat? Who made you still awake? You must sleep! They’ll hear me, as sure as Hilda is the laziest person I’ve ever met!” “Leave her alone and don’t worry, I’m still here, healthy as ever” he laughed shaking his head and slowly turning to face Claude, hugging him properly “What’s with all this love in the morning?” he laughed and cuddled Byleth’s back delicately “I’m just worried for the next battle, the future of the Alliance will be decided on that day as well as the future of us all” “You always worry so much, you don’t trust our army? Or me? Or, I don’t know, yourself?” he kept his voice low to have an excuse to keep his face near Byleth’s “Nothing like that, I trust each of you but you never know what’s gonna happen at the moment” he turned his face towards Claude’s to make their breaths cross, keeping his emotionless face to keep what he was feeling inside “You just have to wait and hope that both Lady Luck and his friend Fate will both smile at us” he tried to reassure him how he could “I dreamed about you this night” Claude slowly pushed Byleth’s back against a bookshelf to get closer to the books and start to search what he needed again “What was I doing?” he asked curious watching as Claude’s eyes fell again on the books “It was the end of this senseless war and finally Fòdlan was united again; there was also Dimitri that seemed strangely happy with his kingdom finally free” he laughed at his own words “But we were all alive, together and happy. I don’t believe in such things but, maybe we can hope that what I dreamed about will be our future, Fòdlan, and all its people’s future” he kept the eyes on the book’s pages, keeping however an arm around Byleth’s waist “It’s funny to hear things like that from you, the one who doesn’t believe in nothing that is not before your eyes”  “Maybe it’s time I start believing in something” he looked for a second in Byleth’s eyes, smiling amused when he saw a smile on the other male’s face “I’ll have to make every effort to make this dream come true then…“ he lowered the book that Claude had before his eyes to get his attention “We can try, yes” he put the book back in its shelf before giving all of his attention back to the man in front of him “I don’t want to go” a loud sigh filled the silence of that room “But we m-” “We must, I know already” he rested his head on Claude’s shoulder, relaxing for some seconds in his perfume, bringing his lips on those of his beloved out of nothing, holding his body against it

“Return to me in one piece… please” “Do you trust me?” “I do.” “Keep doing it then”

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The last words the two of them exchanged that morning echoed in Byleth’s head while he held Claude’s body against his again, but the only difference now was that Claude was barely breathing, both his nose and mouth kept losing blood and his chest had been deeply torn without mercy. That was the possible thing that kept Byleth’s eyes full of tears, his heart oppressed by guilt, pain and anger as he watched the man that he loved dying in his arms without having the opportunity to do something to help him, save him. “See? Deep down there’s always a motivation because I don’t believe in anything” Claude tried his best to stop the tears from the older male’s eyes to fall, smiling softly and bringing one of his hands on those wet cheeks. “My dream, our dream, I entrust it to you. I betrayed your trust but you haven’t” his voice was shaky and often interrupted by coughs that carried with them blood spatter. Byleth just stared into those green eyes that were slowly losing their brightness, keeping Claude’s hand tight in his, but he couldn’t stop his eyes from losing hot tears. He rested his nose against Claude’s, barely touching his lips, holding his body closer and closer as his breath got shorter and heavier “You have to live, don’t leave me alone” he tried to put pressure on the wound to stop the blood loss but nothing worked “If you’re trying to make me feel bad, it’s working” he laughed between the coughs, trying to get closer to his lips to kiss them one last time “I would never do that, not to the one that I love with all my heart”  he smiled weakly, fulfilling Claude’s desire to kiss him, not being able to stay for too long attached to him not to deprive him of air “At least I know that you still love me” this time, the tears were falling from those green pearls, feeling his heart slowly stop “I loved you, I love you and I’ll never stop loving you, do you understand this Claude?” he took the loose of the hold of his hand as an answer, looking up high enough to see that bright green now similar to gray in Claude’s eyes, that previous smile was now twisted towards the ground and the blood had finally stopped coming out of his body “Claude…”

“morning birthday boy" 

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Day 6 of claudeleth week, Birthday!

“Hey Teach, are you free today?" 

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