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Give me a pairing and a physical/emotional injury and I will write a hurt/comfort drabble for them.

I'll probably have the easiest time writing for FE3H, Dangan Ronpa or Utena.

Depending on what prompts I get, drabbles/ficlets may come quickly or they may take longer, but I'll certainly have a go either way. I do want to write more again!

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From:

sarajayechan

Dedue/Sylvain, fever

From:

mikogalatea

"Ugh, this sucks," Sylvain groaned, sweating all over from the high temperature he had. "Of all the things, why'd I have to come down with a damned fever?" He turned a little in his cot, but he only got much the same view of inside the infirmary as he'd had all day. "I don't even have a cute girl to dote on me, either."

Dedue sighed as he finished wringing out a fresh cloth. "Then I apologise for not being a cute girl," he said, walking over to sit on the stool by Sylvain's cot in order to replace the cloth on the other man's forehead. "Although I have my doubts that you were honestly thinking that."

Sylvain chuckled. "Can't get much past you, can I?" He lay back again so Dedue could do what he needed to do, the damp cold of the fresh cloth soon bringing him some much-needed relief. "You're right, I was joking. I appreciate you doing this for me, really." He grinned at him. "Thanks, Dedue."

Dedue offered a warm smile back, touched by Sylvain's genuine gratitude. "You are welcome," he said. "For now, however, you must continue to rest and recover," he continued, standing back up as if to leave for the time being. "I fear you do not have enough regard for your own well-being."

"Guilty as charged," Sylvain admitted, "but I could say pretty much the same thing about you." He looked the other man in the eyes. "I know your duty's real important to you, but His Highness wouldn't be happy at all if you needlessly died on us." He turned his face slightly away again, as if a little embarrassed about what he was going to say next. "Neither would I, for that matter."

Hearing that, Dedue slowly sat back down by Sylvain's bedside. "I shall bear your words in mind," he said, "but my own still stand." He placed a large hand on the cot, close to one of Sylvain's. "You are important to me as well, and I do not wish to see you lose your life before I do. You must take better care of yourself. You are only human, after all."

"I'll try," said Sylvain, moving his hand to cover Dedue's. "Guess I should start by getting over this fever first, before anything else. Thanks again for taking care of me." He gave the other man's hand a squeeze. "But don't forget that you're human too, right? Just the same as I am. So you need to take care of yourself too."

Dedue nodded. "Duly noted."

From:

sarajayechan

Awwww! This was so sweet. <3 Neither of them are good at looking after themselves, are they? They can help each other out with that.

From:

mikogalatea

Thanks! ♥ And they sure aren't. Helping each other on that front is part of why I think they could be surprisingly good for one another.

From:

cypsiman2

Edelgard/Dorothea, stress over exams.

From:

mikogalatea

"What's got your brow furrowed this time, Edie?"

At the sound of Dorothea's voice, Edelgard looked up from the pages of notes she'd been fervently taking, exhaustion evident in her features. Her white gloves were stained black with the same ink that spotted the parchment. "I'm taking another certification exam soon," she answered, "so I'm studying for it as much as I can beforehand." Indeed, several books were piled on the desk around her, with one particularly thick tome laid open before her.

"I see," Dorothea said, "so that's why you're here in the library at this hour." She chanced a curious peek over Edelgard's shoulder at her notes. "May I ask what the exam you're taking is for?"

Edelgard shifted slightly to let the other girl look; she didn't seem to particularly mind. "Wyvern riding," she replied. "I'm reading up on aerial tactics, using weapons while on a flying mount, proper care of wyverns..." She sighed and put a hand to her forehead. "It's a lot to take on at short notice, even if it's something I chose, and it's on top of everything else I must do."

Dorothea nodded in understanding. "It's all very impressive, though! It's not a role I'd be very suited to myself." She giggled. "Now I know why you've been insisting on taking up sky watch duty so often lately. But what made you want to try taking the wyvern rider exam in the first place?"

Edelgard set her quill pen down and turned in her seat to properly regard Dorothea. "Simply put, I feel an aerial role might give me the extra advantage on the battlefield I've been looking for. The experience I've gained from sky watch duty has helped, and I'm confident in my ability to wield an axe while mounted. However..." She glanced away for a moment. "Wyverns are so different to the pegasi I'm always assigned for sky watch, and I'll be going into this exam with less experience fighting on flying mounts than anyone who's already been certified as a pegasus knight." Then she shook her head as if to chase her doubts away, her expression becoming firm and serious. "Even so, I absolutely cannot afford to fail this exam. I don't have the time."

Her last words in particular made Dorothea raise her eyebrows. "Edie, you're putting even more pressure on yourself than usual," she said, her voice laced with concern. "Even as the future Emperor, surely you don't have to crush yourself this much?" When the other girl didn't say anything to that, she lightened her approach by leaning down and offering her a smile. "Besides, I'm sure you'll be fine. You'll pass that exam with flying colours and be soaring to even greater heights than before, I just know it!"

At that, Edelgard couldn't help but blush. "That's..." She grunted a little from the embarrassment she was feeling. "I'm grateful for your encouragement, Dorothea. I'm already feeling a little better thanks to you."

Dorothea winked at her. "You're always welcome, Edie! Is there anything I can do to help while I'm here?" She stood up straight again and casually stepped behind Edelgard's chair. "How about a shoulder rub? You do deserve to relax sometimes, even just a little."

"That does sound nice, actually," Edelgard admitted. "I'll take you up on that." Because you're the one offering, Dorothea, she silently confessed. She shifted to sit forward in her seat once more, and for the first time in what felt like longer than it had been, she let her shoulders drop.

As Dorothea's hands massaged her shoulders with just the right balance between firmness and gentleness, she felt her stress dissipating and her mind clearing, and her short-term goal of passing her certification exam felt attainable once more.