#ALL MY UWUS FOR IGNATZ

[randomnameless]

Don't forget Marianne being worried about Edelgard's feelings in Azure Gleam as another prime example of Edelwanking; that's a strong contender for the top spot, given how it takes someone who's on the receiving end of an invasion and makes her uwu about whether the leader of said invasion is feeling okay, while giving no fucks about the danger said leader is putting herself and her allies through for the sake of a landgrab.

Hot take,

I was actually pretty milquetoast about Marianne during FE16, then the momo sobfest from FEH made me sigh, and her perf in Nopes, especially in Golden Shower "They see that magic as the goddess's protection? Their faith has blinded them!" and "People do horrible things when their faith becomes tainted with fear. We must stop them at once!" was just... ugh.

(Rhea's magic comes from Sothis you moron, as a Nabatean her powers come from Sothis herself! And yes, their faith has been tained by fear because you and your stupid general are assaulting them and they're making their last stand! no amounts of "i'm still not sure we're doing the right thing" can be used as a plaster to make up for those leaps in logic!).

The GD in general just became friends of Supreme Leader, and all this uwu about her, regardless of the thousand randoms (even from the Alliance and, hell, her own people!!!) dead/suffering is just icing on cake.

Just like Lys who wags her tail because Supreme Leader gave her some sweets, the GD peeps have no substance and are of no interest to me tbh.

The only ones who might get a pass are Ignatz - whose existence legits shits on "crestless people live trash lives and can't marry sad uwus" even if the games ignore his existence, and Leonie who is one of the fews in FE16 to hold Supreme Leader accountable for Jerry's death when Billy "if someone killed my father I would hate them" themselves has the "can't we uwu" or "must we kill her sad uwus" choice - Nopes demolished them but I grew fond of those randoms joes earlier than Nopes' release, and Ignatz has the Mona Rhea support to boast (pissing on Clout's "reasoning" btw!).

[randomnameless]

TBF,

Both for FE16 and Nopes in a way, there's a feeling the devs wanted to write a story that would be centered on different characters, each with their own POV.

As you said, there's enough material to believe they wanted to come up with a story where every character believes they're a hero in their POV... and yet, because those characters and their stories aren't written in a vacuum, there are clues, NPCs, books, mentions etc etc here and there that some narrative we follow is biased.

However, the cast doesn't react to those clues about their worldview, as you noted, Claude will only remember Petra exists - even if he already reached an A support with her - in the second half of the war Arc, when he will realise maybe the CoS isn't the obstacle he believed they were to reach his dreams.

The devs believed the players would only play one route and call it a day, and yet, as I noticed earlier, we have enough easter eggs here'n'there and throwbacks between routes (Ignatz noticing how Supreme Leader's lines from Tru Piss are the same ones as the Agarthans in the JP version!) to instead clue us that the devs also wanted the players to play all routes and see how different the characters act in them, or how some choices affect them in their non native routes (Felix for example!).

So on the one hand, we have the devs pushing some "the players will only see those characters in one route", and on the other hand, we also have the devs going all "we will show those characters change between the routes" with always the same Supreme caveat : sell pots of Hresvelg Tea (or nightgown cipher cards).

By virtue of being an expy, Claude is also hit by this syndrome in a way : only the Lions can express negative feelings about "outsiders" given what they believe happened to their loved ones (Matthias with Sreng, Ingrid with Duscur, etc etc), but even if we learn Almyra raids every monday to buy souvenirs, we cannot have a playable character from Leicester express any ill feelings regarding Almyra that are on par with the Lions' personal losses : Hilda will repeat what her racist grandma told her and happily laze around while "servants" will do her chores, but she cannot tell Claude how Almyrans, through their "cultural exchanges" slaughtered her cousin/brother/sister/mom.

No character, bar the old and supposedly unattractive ones (read, the faculty members and for some reason, Dedue) or Rhea (bcs she BaD) can be unlikable, because FE16 is all about parasocial relationships, even it means the plot is half a gummy bear.

Dimitri's arc, where he cannot be invited for tea anymore, is an outlier, everything he says and does during his "boar" phase is unreasonable - including asking Randy to take responsability for being a member of the Imperial Army who invaded and slaughtered his way to gain a promotion (a bootleg copy of FE5's Raydrick?) but now has the nerve to plead for mercy - and yet, after the events in Gronder, he is the Saviour King and, thank goodness, can be invited for tea again.

He and Supreme Leader will talk about peanut butter and cream cheese instead of, uh, y'know, the war and destruction Lady Farquaad allowed in the pursuit of her ideals (while ignoring the nabateans in the room) and in the end, he will drop any hatred or ill feelings against her, ending with this wonderful :

We have no choice but to destroy each other... Such is the destiny we were born to.

"Isn't it so sad fate forced us to fight against each other :'( we could have been fwends and shared pastries :'( :'( :'( very sad uwus"

-> If Elincia pulled this shit at Ashnard, I'd have thrown my copy of PoR in the nearest trashcan.

Meanie!Dimitri can apparently make Caspar wonder if he's going to receive flak for having joined the army as a former member of Adrestia (compare with Cormag and Duessel fully accepting their status as traitors but willing to push through for the sake of their countries), but he can't receive flak for being the son of Leopold "I am the leader of the Imperial Army" von Bergliez, when the cast already faced numerous "War Assets" fighting side by side with the Imperial Army!

Hell, when Doro asks us to be sad for Ferdie because we killed him, it's as if Cormag asks us to cry for Novala the arachnid lover - both Ferdie and Novala were fighting side by side with eldritch abominations (Novala has the upper hand here, since Baels are their own things and not, mutated human beings turned against their wills in weapons to be used as "assets").

Imagine if, say, during their paralogue, Mercie shits on Caspar for being all gung-ho about fighting the Death Knight when during his time in Adrestia, as the son of Leopold, he must have known about war assets and only ditched the country recently, but not as soon as his Supreme Leader declared war on GM and started to conquer Fodlan.

Hell, we'd never have had the Hector/Jaffar support conversations* in Fodlan!

The show then spends it's time giving exposition when the characters need it rather than for the audience.

Basically Fraud in Nopes who cries about isolationism, when the audience, especially in AG, has access to various books and all explaining how Faerghus, the so-called favorite child of the CoS, traded freely with Albinea and Duscur before Farquaad's associates ruined everyting.

The characters don't interact or even feel like they live in their world, as a result, the story told starring them is a huge mess and feels so disjointed that I really believe Fodlan's popularity in fics was partly prompted by people wanting to make characters "react" to various things they should have reacted to in game, but never did because of reasons.

*Seteth will have talked about ice cream and Rhea's love for cats to Jeritza instead of insulting/hating/resenting on spot like Hector did to Jaffar (or Ochlys does to Mandrin in Unicorn Overlord).

@randomnameless

There’s really something... off about the writing of Three Houses, isn’t there? According to the devs, they wanted players to immerse themselves in Fodlan. It wants us to pick up all the bits of lore and backstory, see the implications of what’s being said, connect the dots and the like. This is all meant to back up the natural progression of the story regardless of which House we pick to teach, in addition to showing the player how wrong the fourth route is if the fact it’s leader wasn’t depicted as the “Lady of Deceit” wasn’t enough of a clue. It’s supposed to be on us to figure out the mysteries and how they work, and the fact the localization changed information that was meant to be clues does not help.

Sure, you can say that “everyone’s a hero from their own POV” and that might be true in the case of Houses. Edelgard and those who join her believe they are heroes and doing the right thing, but that doesn’t mean that they ARE doing the right thing and the point of immersing ourselves in Fodlan is for the things I mentioned above to start making it clear to the audience what the game views as right and wrong. And, again, the localization doesn’t help because it wants to lean into things being morally grey and that it’s not just that the villain believes she is the good guy, it wants her to be the good guy with it’s alterations to the script.

But here’s the issue; the game basically relays a lot of this through exposition. And the game is so freaking focused on handing out exposition we get stuff like characters never bringing up the Flame Emperor again after the reveal. People don’t react to stuff like a normal person would, not when they can give a piece of information for the player’s string board, nor are they capable of piecing things together themselves unless the plot calls for it (like Claude pointing out the diversity at Garreg Mach). Hell, they released Hopes with exposition they couldn’t fit into Houses!

People would be horrified by what Edelgard is doing, and would be commenting on it. Characters would normally call this shit out, even Fates knew that, but in Houses it’s absent and it makes Fodlan feel so shallow as a result. Like the people aren’t even living there, they’re just reciting lines. And this shallowness resulted in people believing the game was saying things were okay because the characters went along with it. Like Hanneman confirms that the empire still uses demonic beasts in Flower if recruited, so what does it say about the noble students given ranks of general by the empire doing so after going through White Clouds and knowing where Edelgard’s war assets come from? Chances are they were all commanding demonic beasts themselves prior to the formation of the BESF.

Houses tries to be smart, but this all makes it feel like it’s secretly poorly written. If people are walking away with the wrong idea of what the game was trying to say, then there’s a big problem there. Translation plays a role, sure, but this all goes back to the game’s original script and how inorganic the worldbuilding actually was.

It reminds me of Gundam Reconguista in G. In the first episode, the very idea of exposition is mocked when the protagonist is asked a question by his teacher. He says everyone already knows the answer so why should he, but the teacher responds by telling him to just repeat the textbook answer. It highlights how artificial most exposition actually is, done for the convenience of the audience rather than making sense in-universe. The show then spends it's time giving exposition when the characters need it rather than for the audience. It made the show harder to follow, sure, but in the end the world felt so thought-out and lived in it felt believable.

Fodlan does not feel believable in the slightest. It feels like everyone there has no attention span whatsoever, or robotic tour guides telling us about the setting rather than the game showing us this crap.

[teaveetamer]

Rhea haters seem desperate to infantilize teenagers. It's weird.

Rhea does not give trouble or danger to teenagers that are about to reach their adulthood. Said teenagers find and engage with those troubles or dangers by themselves. It was their own choice because not only was it the right thing to do but, in their eyes, is what they must do to prepare themselves as future leaders in their respective territories.

With the exception of Dorothea, who probably does not realize that the academy was truly a school for warfare because of her background, every character in each House knew what they are getting into.

Haters claiming Rhea endangers students is the same as infantilizing those students and robbing them of their agency in the story.

Yeah that was my thought as I was going through the chapters like. Gee people sure do like to pretend like these near adults or actual adults don't have any control and they're all just poor uwu victims of Rhea. Like I know as an adult I look at real life fifteen year olds and my first impression is "wow you are a baby" but this is a fictional setting.

Like, a lot of them have probably already been exposed to war and violence, it's not like this is brand new to them? Like Dimitri and Felix engaged in putting down a revolt when they were something like 14 years old? It's never directly stated but I assume Dedue was involved in that as well, since he was definitely around by that point. We also know bandits are a huge problem in Faerghus, and both Felix and Sylvain are called upon by their fathers to put down bandit attacks in their territories and neither of them finds that unusual or noteworthy. Dedue's paralogue features them going to help out some Duscur rebels which was again completely student directed.

And it's not just the Faerghus kids! Lorenz's dad calls on him to settle a border dispute with a neighboring lord, Ignatz and Raphael are prefectly fine running off to kill demonic beasts to protect their families, and Hilda is expected to help out at the Almyran border when needed. There's no pre-war paralogues like this for the Eagles, but there's also literally no pre-war paralogues for any Eagle aside from Dorothea (who doesn't count for the purpose of this exercise, since they were just going to get info and were ambushed instead of intentionally setting out to battle).

I mean by this standard most of these kids' parents have intentionally put them in just as much or more danger than Rhea has. Is it that hard to believe they a) know what violence, battle, and war are, b) know exactly what they're getting into because most of them are the children of nobility and will be expected to do these things anyways when they inherit their respective titles, and c) are perfectly fine with that because d) this is perfectly normal in the world they live in?

[firemblem-fics]

hubert falling in love w a prisoner from the alliance??? uwu hubie gang

UWU HUBIE GANG I AGREE

also y'all don't know how long this took me cause every time i tried to write, everyone wanted to voice chat and i'd get so distracted LMAO

succumb. | hubert

"i dont see how you have such an interest in me," you laid your head in your hand as you rested your elbows on the bar of the cell. "i’m not too interesting."

"i dont." hubert replied. "lady edelgard thinks that you know more than you're letting on. im here to get that information."

you shrug. "i don't have anything to tell, so good day."

hubert rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. "i cannot leave unless i get at least one thing to bring back to lady edelgard."

"tell her that the empire can suck my-"

"enough." he was starting to get frustrated with you. "enough. you will learn soon that your loyalties should lie with us. until then, we care not for you."

as hubert turned on his heel and walked away, you felt the urge to get the last word. "i care not for the empire either!" you yelled, "kiss my ass!"

hubert only huffed and closed the door, leaving you with the other prisoners. you sat down and looked around the walls, looking for ways to escape. it seemed like forever went before you heard the door open once again.

down came hubert again, this time with edelgard. he slammed his hand on your cell door and you jumped, startling awake. you walked up to the door again to greet them.

"what's up, tweedle-dee and tweedle-dumbass?"

hubert's eyes narrowed. "what?"

"nothing, nevermind, the jokes ruined. what do you want?"

"we want to know what you know." edelgard folded her hands in front of her, "what is the alliance's next move?"

"our next move is your next move." you smiled.

edelgard was starting to get frustrated. "you've always been insufferable. even during monastery days."

you rolled your eyes. "and you've always been annoying, princess. lighten up, will you? i might tell you a little something if you ask nicely."

"okay. y/n, will please tell us what you know."

"i will."

"really-"

"on one condition."

"you're impossible!" hubert suddenly outburst, "you're a prisoner of war! lady edelgard shouldn't have to compromise with someone like you."

"listen, cutie." you threw in the name teasingly. you remembered how it had always flustered him in the past. it still did. "if she's desperate enough, she'll listen to me. im not asking for a lot. just to be treated as a little more than a prisoner."

hubert was about to reply, but edelgard beat him to it. "we'll get you a better room, but you are not allowed to leave. it will be guarded at all times."

"will i get better food than what these guys get down here?"

"sure."

"alright, well, claude is planning on attacking the impregnable fortress-"

--- --- ---

"lady edelgard, i can't allow this." hubert leaned against the stone wall, "she vaguely talked about joining our ranks."

"and what is the problem with that? she's quite capable of handling her own."

"do you see just how quickly she's betrayed the Alliance? she could do the same to us just as fast. I simply think that if you are to allow this, you need to be more cautious about it."

"hmm, you're right."

"thank you, lady edelgard-"

"that is why caspar will be her designated guard.."

a small pang went through hubert's chest. "caspar? my lady, shouldn't we choose someone a bit more, trustworthy?"

"no. i think i'd like caspar to guard her."

hubert nodded and walked stiffly down the hall, towards caspar's quarters to tell him of the arrangement.

as he walked, a gloved hand combed through his hair. during the monastery days, you were his only other friend besides edelgard. of course, you'd never be on the same level as her, but hubert still held a liking for you.

'maybe a bit more than just a liking,' dorothea would say

he'd ponder the thought before brushing it off. in the past, you were in the golden deer house. why would he fancy someone so separated from him? now, you're an enemy. a soldier of the alliance.

but you want to join the empire? no. he can't trust you.

the idea of your past friendship never being fully restored sent another pain through his chest. his heart was definitely hurting at the thought, but who was he to ever follow his heart? logically, you cannot be trusted.

--- --- ---

weeks went by and every time hubert would see you, strolling along the halls with caspar by your side, hubert's heart would fall more and more.

every time youd laugh at something the blue boy said, he'd sigh.

edelgard had taken notice, of course. hubert has tried to hide it, but she knew. she also knew that he was in denial. she knew he'd fancied her five years ago. she knew that he was crushed when you decided to side with the alliance. she knew he was hiding all of this and she'd finally had enough.

"hubert."

"yes, my lady?"

"i'm letting caspar take the day off from guarding y/n. i'd like for you to do it today."

"but- but my lady, couldn't you give it to another soldier? petra, perhaps? she'd do well in guarding her." hubert sputtered.

"i know you've still got feelings for her." she deadpanned, "and i still don't fully trust her. you will guard her."

hubert nodded and left to your room. he opened the wooden door without bothering to knock. on the bed, you looked up from your book.

"hey, hey, HEY," you sat up, "how about knock? i could've been naked."

"but you are not. lady edelgard sent me here to watch you for the day."

you rolled your eyes. "i don't need watching. i've got plenty of reasons to stay- i'm not leaving."

"oh?" hubert quirked an eyebrow, "do tell."

"well, i like the people here better. claude can have a stick up his ass sometimes. so can leonie. and lorenz. and ignatz. you get my point."

hubert stayed silent, so you continued. "plus i think that the empire's gonna win this war. i don't wanna be on the losing side."

"smart choices," he hummed in response. "but that proves that your loyalty wavers too easily."

you snorted. "my loyalty wavered because i hated the Alliance. i like it here. im staying with you."

"with me?"

"yeah," you sat on your knees in the bed as hubert stayed standing beside it. you looked up at him. his face was tinted a slight pink, making your heart flip. "i'd stay anywhere as long as you were there."

hubert knew he shouldn't. he should've kept his walls up. he shouldn't have believed your words because what if you decided that you didn't want him anymore? you'd leave the empire. you'd leave him. your loyalties weren't solid. and yet he didn't listen.

he succumbed to your precious words. he succumbed to the shine in your eyes. the promises you held. the crush 5 years ago that turned into love the second he saw you in the prison cell three weeks ago. he fell for you.

bending down, hubert lifted your chin and pressed his lips against yours. the kiss was gentle, giving you time to pull away if you wanted to. you didn't.

instead, you smiled into the kiss and wrapped your arms around his neck, leaning back and pulling him on top of you. hubert smiled too. a rare sight.

but that day, it wasn't rare. his smile was large and his eyes shined bright with adoration. that day, he was able to finally express himself in ways that not many had thought possibly.

just because he finally succumbed to you.

[claudemblems]

Can I request a scenario in which reader is very self conscious of their artistic skills and Ignatz and Bernadetta cheer them up? And end up doing some artsy things the three of them uwu

I made this so much longer than it needed to be and I didn’t even quite have them actually do artsy stuff (yet) bUT I JUST MIGHT HAVE TO WRITE A SEQUEL AAAA. But best fren :,) This request with these characters is the best thing since sliced bread. The fact that these two don’t have supports now infuriates me. Nintendo. Give me. THE FLUFFY. CONVERSATIONS.

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“All right, I’m just going to sneak out, grab a little dessert, run right back into my room, and enjoy my day off in the peace and quiet of isolation,” Bernadetta sighed, mouth watering at the thought of the dining hall’s sweet specials of the day. It was true she despised venturing out of her room and being surrounded by other humans, but no one would notice her when she snuck inside the dining hall and grabbed something. At least her ability to make everyone else unaware of her existence came in handy sometimes.

It helped that she picked a later hour to try to steal something for herself. By now, there would be less people dining together, meaning less chances of her being forced to strike up a conversation with someone. But more people dining together could mean they’d focus on their dining partners rather than her. But too many people in the room would terrify her and cause her to run off as fast as her feet could carry her. However, if she didn’t even make an attempt to put her plan into action, she’d never get her yummy cake…

Stop freaking out and just go, Bernie! I’m going to get my cake.

Mustering her courage, Bernadetta started towards the dining hall, keeping as far away from watchful eyes as possible. Maybe she wasn’t fond of human interaction, but sometimes being outside and feeling the warmth of the sun on her skin and the intoxicating scent of flowers and grass after rain almost made her wish she went outside more. 

Bernadetta was interrupted from her thoughts as two students rounded the corner. She held back a shriek and jumped behind a bench, heart pounding as she waited for the strangers to disappear from sight.

“Why does the outside world have to be so scary?” she whined.

When the students were out of sight, Bernadetta slowly rose from behind the bench, hoisting herself back onto her feet. She surveyed the area around her, making sure no one else lingered nearby. While her eyes didn’t latch onto anyone, her gaze drifted over to the bench; namely, what was on the bench.

She gingerly picked the item up. “A notebook?” she said aloud.

Bernadetta turned it over in her hands. “I wonder whose it is.” She searched the front, flipped it to check the back, but no name. She went to open it to the front page until she suddenly went rigid, her eyes wide. “W-What am I doing?” she asked herself. “I know I’m just searching for a name, but what if this is someone’s diary? What if I stumble across someone’s secrets? What if they see me, or they find out, and they’ll make me pay? Ugh, how do you get yourself into these situations, Bernie?!”

She turned her thoughts over and over in her mind, her hands trembling. “I’ll just check the front page and look for the owner’s name. It’s better than letting the wrong hands sift through this.” So Bernadetta opened the notebook to the first pages, but no name was written there, either. A bookmark peeked out from the next page, and she turned to it, hoping to scan through the text to find the name quickly without invading privacy. But…

“Is this...a story?”

Her fingers brushed over the strokes of ink, her gaze fixated on the even strokes and words winding into elaborate settings, descriptions, heart-racing adventures, and love—

“Bernadetta?”

Bernadetta shrieked, nearly dropping the notebook from her hands. “I DIDN’T MEAN TO DO ANYTHING I WAS JUST LOOKING FOR THE OWNER’S NAME AND ACCIDENTALLY STARTED READING IT BUT I’M NOT TRYING TO DIG UP SECRETS ON ANYONE I SWEAR!”

She kept her eyes shut tight until she hesitantly opened one, blinking when Ignatz’ face came into view. “Ignatz?”

“Is everything all right?” Ignatz asked, brows furrowed. “I didn’t mean to scare you. I’m sorry.”

“Oh, no, I’m fine. I…” Bernadetta’s eyes drifted to the notebook in her hands. “I was looking for the owner’s name in this notebook, but I couldn’t find it anywhere. And I may have accidentally started reading...the story in this.”

“Someone lost their notebook?” Ignatz eyed the book before smiling. “I might be able to figure out whose it is if I get a look at their handwriting.”

“Okay…”

Bernadetta handed the notebook over to Ignatz as he scanned the pages. “I know this writing...it’s [Name]’s!”

“Huh? Are you sure?”

“Yes! She’s in my house. I’ve seen her handwriting enough times to tell that this is hers.” Ignatz shook his head and let out a light laugh. “I never knew she could write like this, though.”

“Isn’t it amazing?” Bernadetta sighed. “It made my own heart race!”

“I never would have guessed she was a romantic at heart, either,” Ignatz smiled. “I guess it’s true that art tells a lot about someone’s soul.”

“You think so?”

“Of course! In fact, when you’re creating any kind of art, it’s like you’re pouring out the deepest depths of your soul. Whether with a brush on a canvas, a quill on parchment, sketches on the back of an old test. Art tells you a lot about who a person is.”

“Well, if you believe it’s [Name]’s, we need to get this back to her.”

“I agree. Let’s go return this notebook to its rightful owner.”

-

“Where on earth did I put the thing?!” you shrieked, running your hands through your hair. Your notebook was nowhere to be found. Not stuffed in your drawer by your nightstand, not piled with all the other books you had yet to read. Nowhere to be found, and yet…

Panic started to settle in. The thought of someone stumbling across your work sent shivers rippling down your spine. Those words, those characters were formed from the deep depths of your heart. For someone to read your cringey romance scenes because you daydreamed about those frivolous things—you didn’t know how you’d ever recover from such a thing. 

Deciding to clear your head for a while, you strolled out to the fields, breathing in the breezy summer air. Sometimes adventuring out into the world was nice, especially by yourself. To listen to the sounds of nature, to breathe in fresh air, to smell the sweet fragrance of flowers, to feel the breeze brushing across your skin. It was like heaven on earth.

“[Name]!”

You spun on your heel to see Ignatz and Bernadetta running towards you. The two of them are together? And Bernadetta is out of her room? You blinked twice. What an odd sight.

“Thank goodness we found you! We looked everywhere,” Ignatz laughed through his labored breaths. 

“Oh. Did you need something from me?” you asked. “It seems like you two were in a rush.”

“We had to be in a hurry to make sure your precious creations don’t fall into the wrong hands!” Bernadetta cried.

You cocked your head to the side, a brow raised. “Um...my creations?”

Ignatz held out your notebook, and your eyes went wide. “Yes. I believe you misplaced your notebook.”

Heat rushed into your cheeks as you grabbed the notebook, holding it to your chest. “Wait, how’d you know this was mine? You...You didn’t read it, did you?”

“We had to look inside to figure out who the owner was. I was able to recognize your handwriting.” Ignatz lowered himself into a bow, Bernadetta following him. “I’m sorry we read your work. But once we started, we couldn’t stop.”

You stared in humiliation, unable to look them in the eyes. “So you read it?”

“Yes…”

The silence lingered, no one daring to speak. It only made your face grow redder, embarrassment crawling underneath your skin.

“WAAA [NAME] I’M SORRY I READ YOUR STORY IT WAS JUST SO CAPTIVATING AND BEAUTIFUL AND MADE MY HEART SKIP A BEAT BUT I ONLY MEANT TO CHECK WHO THE OWNER WAS IN THE BEGINNING I’M SORRY I’M TERRIBLE AT THIS I REALLY SHOULD HAVE STAYED IN MY ROOM—”

“Did it really make you feel like that?”

Bernadetta and Ignatz glanced at each other before meeting your gaze again. “Did you...really think it was captivating?” 

“Yes! It was wonderful!”

“It was beautifully written,” Ignatz said. “I had no idea you had that kind of talent.”

You laughed, fidgeting with your hands, a faint blush appearing on your cheeks at his words. “It’s not really anything special.”

“But it is!” Bernadetta exclaimed. “You write so well. I’m kind of jealous.”

“Jealous?”

“[Name], you’re extremely talented,” Ignatz said. “You shouldn’t hide your work. The world needs to see it!”

“It’s nothing but a frivolous pastime,” you sighed.

“I know how you feel.” Ignatz frowned. “I love painting, but I’m here so I can train to be a knight. So, painting will just have to be a pastime for me. But I believe we should all appreciate each other’s talents! And you’re not expected to be a knight, are you? I’m sure your writing prowess will become quite useful in the future!”

“You think so?”

“Of course! And I’ve heard you’re quite artistic yourself, Bernadetta,” Ignatz smiled.

“Um...uh...well...I like to do art when I’m alone...in my room.”

“Why don’t we form an art appreciation club?”

You and Bernadetta exchanged glances. “A club?”

“We can meet in each other’s rooms and discuss our art over tea! We can help each other out with ideas, inspiration. I think it might be fun.”

You were certain Bernadetta would reject the idea immediately and were caught off guard when she expressed some interest. “No one else would know about it?”

“No one. Just us. I promise I won’t judge either of you for your work. In fact, I feel so excited at the idea of hearing your ideas and what you’re working on! I believe all art is beautiful and needs to be shared.”

You mulled over Ignatz’s words for a few moments, pushing away the self-conscious thoughts trying to flood your mind. “Okay,” you said. “I’ll join.”

“That’s great, [Name]! What about you, Bernadetta?”

“If we can meet in private...and if you bring some cake...then I’ll join!”

“So it’s settled!” Ignatz grinned. “[Name], Bernadetta, let’s have fun and appreciate each other’s artistic talents!”

You and Bernadetta smiled and nodded. Being recognized for talent and passion when you were unsure of your own abilities...it filled your heart. You couldn’t help but agree to Ignatz’s proposition.

Maybe one day your talent really would take you places.

[pokemagines]

As I wait for Pokemon Masters to load (which feels like a horrid eternity), it makes me wonder which Pokémon the fire emblem characters would have! Boobert has zubat. I feel like Sawsbuck and Claude b/c deer but also he’d have something quirkier? Hilda’s team is so cute but will knock you out make no mistake. Edelgard has some elegant ones but tank too. OMG MAYBE DIMITRI IS LIKE N AND TAKES IN ABUSED POKEMON

ok in honor of pokemon masters i’ll do all the fe16 characters w their partner pokemon lets go !!! but anon i love ur mind.... dimi as like a type to take on injured pokemon gets my uwus going

golden deer:

claude: sawsbuck/rowlet, hilda: sylveon, marianne: froslass, ignatz: smeargle, raphael: gurdurr, lorenz: furfrou, leonie: lucario, lysithea: kirlia

black eagles:

edelgard: braviary/torchic, hubert: gengar, dorothea: espeon, caspar: hitmonchan, linhardt: snorlax, petra: dragonite, ferdinand: growlithe, bernadetta: wimpod

blue lions:

dimitri: luxray/piplup, dedue: roserade, ingrid: rapidash, sylvain: poocheyena, felix: honedge, mercedes: chansey, annette: munna, ashe: purrloin

[fillianore-moved]

this is just a very long and unfortunate list of incorrect quotes i’ve compiled for the fe3h squad + my oc (aka cassia montal, who’s the assistant teacher at the monastery and is romancing jeritza)! i just needed a way to develop her and all the relationships there more, and this is the result, so it’s completely self-indulgent, lazy and frankly pretty silly, but still i had fun and developed her and her relationships a lot during this process! @highoverseer and @koroleyva i’m tagging you two because idk anyone else who’d care at all for this flaming pile of trash packed into a fe3h package uwu 🌷🌼🌸

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byleth: how long have you been sleeping with cassia?

jeritza: that’s disgusting. and wrong. i don’t even get… why would... i…i’ve never had sex with anyone, anywhere. it’s none of your… you have… the nerve, the audacity… cassia is my colleague, technically. and she is terrible, face-wise. and how… how... do i know, frankly, that you’re not sleeping with her? maybe you are. maybe you’re trying to throw me off? hmm? check and mate.

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cassia dies.

annette is sobbing

dimitri is heartbroken

edelgard is trying to do a satanic ritual with hubert to bring her back

claude is stapling memes to her coffin

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byleth: you dropped your dyn- dy- dyna… mite…

byleth: uh… what else have you got in there?

cassia: oh… gunpowder, nitroglycerin, notepads, fuses, wicks, glue, and… paperclips. big ones.

cassia: uou know. just office supplies.

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cassia to annette: when you turn 18, people are gonna try and tell you to buy drugs or cigarettes because you can. no. you know what else is legal to buy at 18? blades. get yourself a damn sword. a big knife is also okay.

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cassia: we both look very beautiful tonight.

jeritza: you know, if you- if you’d just said I look beautiful, I would’ve said “so do you”.

cassia: i couldn’t take that chance.

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dorothea: you need a hobby.

cassia: i have a hobby.

dorothea: staring at jeritza’s face isn’t a hobby.

cassia: you’re right. it’s a profession and i excel at my job.

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cassia, looking in the mirror at 3am trying to practice self love: you’re doing great you stupid bitch..

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manuela: i didn’t want to do this, but i know one way we can get the money.

cassia: you’d make a decent prostitute.

manuela: i’d make an amazing prostitute, but i was actually talking about this guy I know.

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byleth: admit it! you like cassia!

jeritza: oh, come on. i mean, am i attracted to cassia? sure. do my days feel better when I’m around her? yeah. does she get me in ways no person ever has? indubitably. do i fantasize about her? sure, of course, but only in two positions. but do I like her? the answer is no.

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cassia: when have i done anything rash or irresponsible?

claude: i keep a list if you wanna see. it’s alphabetized.

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byleth: whose turn is it to give the pep-talk?

cassia: (sighing) felix’s…

felix: fuck shit up out there, but don’t die.

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annette: is anyone else scared?

cassia: not really. i’ve already lived longer than i expected.

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flayn: what is the best way to kill someone?

byleth: kindness.

cassia: If we’re being stealthy, potassium cynaite. otherwise, anything from a knife to a bazooka works...

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cassia: *crying*

byleth: i would like to join you in acknowledging the difficulties of your life

cassia: you are the WORST at this comfort thing

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claude: if edelgard, dimitri and i were drowning, who would you save?

cassia: you morons can’t even swim?

edelgard: teacher, it’s a hypothetical question.

dimitri: yeah, who would you save?

cassia: my time and effort.

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annette: The cookie isn’t sweet enough, and the texture is runny because it’s not fully baked. if I have to rate this, i would give it three points.

cassia: i made it myself…

annette: it’s out of three points.

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edelgard: if I ask you a boy question, will you promise not to be weird?

cassia: i promise.

edelgard: so, there’s this guy-

cassia: you can do better.

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cassia, torturing a prisioner: we have ways of making you talk…

cassia: flayn, what are you doing here? you’re not allowed in here

flayn: (hands her a drawing)

cassia: did you draw this? this is so good! i promise we’ll hang it in the entrance of the dungeon so everyone can see it before they get tortured!

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sylvain: i rarely give compliments, teacher, but that shirt looks great. i bet it would look even better on byleth’s assistant’s bedroom floor.

jeritza: …

cassia: sylvain, are you … hitting on jeritza for me?

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cassia: it’s hard being byleth’s assistant teacher sometimes, but i love the my students and that’s all that-

caspar, in the background: teacher cassia! I tried to make spaghetti in the coffee pot and accidentally broke it!

cassia: *inhales*

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post time-skip, black eagles route

cassia: i need some peace and quiet...

edelgard: i’ll be quiet!

hubert: and i’ll be peace!

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jeritza: everything’s going to be fine. it’s just a crush.

cassia: hey, jeritza!

jeritza: i love you.

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post time-skip, blue lions route

dimitri, talking about cassia: i know you think my judgment’s clouded because i like her a little bit.

dedue: you doodled your wedding invitation

dimitri: no, that’s our joint tombstone.

dedue: ... my mistake.

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post time-skip, hubert’s support

edelgard: (whispering to hubert) start with a compliment! tell her she looks thin.

hubert: (to cassia) you seem malnourished.

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post time-skip, edelgard’s support

ferdinand, watching cassia train: she can’t be good at everything. maybe she’s a bad kisser.

edelgard: no, she’s good at that too.

ferdinand: what?

edelgard: what?

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sylvain: I'm grounded?

cassia: yes, you're grounded.

byleth: you disobeyed an order.

dimitri: and now we're going to bury you until you learn your lesson.

cassia:

byleth: dimitri, that's not how grounding works.

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dorothea: i promised byleth we wouldn’t do anything illegal.

cassia:

cassia: Why would you lie to our resident parental figure like that?

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linhardt: i slept for almost 12 hours but I might still be tired so let’s go for 12 more just in case

cassia: linhardt that’s a coma

linhardt: sounds festive

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cassia: don’t worry, i have a permit.

seteth: …this just says ‘i do what i want.’

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cassia: there are no mistakes, just happy little accidents

cassia: ... and lorenz

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post time-skip, golden deer route

cassia: this is it

cassia: this is the darkest timeline

hilda: we just ran out of alcohol you dramatic little bitch

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post time-skip, blue lions route

felix: cassia?

cassia, sighing: jeritza used to call me cassia…

felix: because it’s your fucking name

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cassia: WHO THE FUCK ATE ALL MY MACAROONS?! IM GOING TO KI-

annette: it was me.

cassia: KISS YOUR HEAD SO SOFT BABY, YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU THE MOST RIGHT?

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post time-skip, black eagles route

edelgard: so what are we gonna do?

cassia: i don’t know... pizza maybe?

edelgard:

hubert:

ferdinand:

edelgard: about the war, cassia

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during a mock battle

ferdinand: start waving your white flag!

hilda: THE ONLY THING I WILL BE WAVING IS YOUR DECAPITATED HEAD ON A STICK IN FRONT OF YOUR WEEPING MOTHER.

cassia: ... Yikes...

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cassia: hey flayn, do you think I could fit fifteen macarons into my mouth?

seteth: you're a hazard to society.

flayn: and a coward. do twenty!

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byleth: your trainee said a swear word in class.

cassia: i’ll talk to them about it..

cassia, to lysithea: what the fuck, dude...

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rhea: this was a 100% successful trip.

byleth: we lost cassia.

rhea: this was a 100% successful trip.

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sylvain, flirting with a girl: so, are you from heaven?

cassia: yes, she's a ghost...

cassia: she died fifteen years ago...

cassia: like that pick-up line of yours.

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dedue: felix lost cassia…

dimitri: how do you lose a woman?!

ashe: you forget to cherish her.

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cassia: you like me? you like my personality?

byleth: i was surprised too.

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lysithea: [covers cassia’s eyes] guess who? she’s sweet, she’s adorable~

lysithea: and she’s gonna be really mad if you get it wrong!

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ignatz: i lose at everything. i even lost my glasses.

cassia, staring at the glasses on top of his head: i’ll help you find them for five gold...

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jeritza: what are you, a cop? fuck off!

cassia: jeritza...

jeritza: okay, sorry, one more time.

priest:

priest: do you take this woman to be y--

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rhea: cassia, can we speak privately for a minute?

cassia: ooooh, someone’s in trouble!

cassia : no, wait.

cassia : it’s me.

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cassia: wait, stop, think!

caspar: no, no, and no.

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bernadetta: i’m just worried about hurting their feelings!

cassia: hurting their feelings…? you just walk around all day caring about peoples’ feelings?

bernadetta: yes, of course. don’t you?

cassia: no.

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byleth: you’re smiling, did something good happen?

cassia: can’t I just smile because I feel like it?

dorothea: seteth tripped and fell in the courtyard.

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claude: i trust cassia.

hilda: you think she knows what she’s doing?

claude: ... i wouldn’t go that far.

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cassia: oh, yes, i’ll live.

cassia: but i won’t enjoy it.

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cassia: you piss me off so much.

rhea: i literally just said “hello.“

cassia: yet here i am, boiling with rage.

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cassia: don’t worry, you’ve got everything you need to defeat them.

marianne: the power to believe in myself?

cassia: no, a knife.

cassia: stab them.

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petra: i’ve never done anything wrong in my life

cassia: i know this and i love you

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ignatz: *trips on nothing*

cassia: ha, you’re so clumsy.

(5mins later)

cassia: *aggressively punching the air* what’s your–fucking problem huh?? what–did he ever–do to you??

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byleth: now we’re going to compliment the person to our right.

cassia: *looks at seteth fondly*

cassia: nothing brightens up a room like your absence.

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shady guy, coming up to cassia: if you care about your student you’ll come with me..

cassia: which student?

shady guy: lorenz hellman gloucester

cassia:

cassia: *turns around and walks away*

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cassia: did it hurt?

jeritza: *rolls eyes* let me guess, when i fell from heaven?

cassia: no

jeritza: what?

cassia, grinning: did it hurt when you fell for me?

jeritza: ...

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marianne: does this make me a bad person?

cassia: marianne, there is not a force in history that could make you a bad person...

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cassia: you and me? we both want the same thing.

cassia: but we’re gonna have to work... near each other.

seteth: you mean together, cassia?

cassia, turning around angrily: did you hear me say together??

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cassia: annette’s at that very special age where she has only one thing on her mind.

manuela: boys?

cassia: murder.

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cassia: *hugs dimitri*

dimitri: what's this? what's happening?

cassia: it's going to be alright.

dimitri: why are you squeezing me with your body?

cassia: it's a hug, dimitri. i'm hugging you.

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cassia: claude, can we talk, one ten to another?

claude: i’m an eleven, teacher, but continue.

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mercedes: oh fiddlesticks.

cassia: look, i understand this is a tense situation but let's watch the fucking language.

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linhardt: i’m busy.

cassia: do you think drinking 36 glasses of wine consecutively would make my battle senses and crest powers even more heightened or would I just die?

linhardt:

linhardt: i’m on my way.

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cassia: we’re engaged

jeritza: IN COMBAT

jeritza: *pulls out his sword*

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manuela: why does everybody always assume I'm having a stroke?

cassia: age.

dorothea: diet.

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leonie: i sort of did something and i need your advice. but i don’t want a lot of judgment and criticism.

cassia: ... and you came to me?

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cassia: what do we say when life disappoints us?

dimitri: called it.

cassia: NO--

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cassia: *sees someone do something stupid*

cassia: what an idiot.

cassia: *realizes it’s sylvain*

cassia: oh, that’s my idiot.

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cassia: ferdinand, we tried things your way.

ferdinand: no, we didn't.

cassia: i did it in my head and it didn't work.

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manuela: between claude, ignatz, lorenz, and raphael - if you had to - who would you punch?

cassia: no one! they are my golden deer! my students! i wouldn't punch any of them.

manuela: lorenz?

cassia: ... yeah.

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cassia: you need them to think that you are stronger than you actually are.

ashe: that’s what you do, right?

cassia: oh, no. my power is no illusion. i can fucking demolish you.

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cassia: before i do anything, i ask myself, would rhea do that? and if the answer is yes, i do not do that thing.

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flayn: do you really think we should stay outside or do you just not want to deal with this right now?

cassia: two things can be true...

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cassia: name a way to be nice to others.

dimitri: don't kill them.

cassia:

cassia: setting the bar a little low, dima, but I'll allow it.

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cassia: remember that time you made me lick the swing set?

dorothea: no, i said "cassia don't lick the swing set!" then you said "don't tell me what to do!" and then you licked the swing set.

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cassia: what are the signs of depression?

byleth: why are you asking?

cassia: manuela was doing laundry earlier and she dropped a sock and i heard her say “why has the goddess forsaken me?”

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cassia: i just realized. i had a terrible childhood.

manuela: yeah, i know.

cassia: what do you mean, “you know”?

manuela: look at the way you stand... people who had good childhoods don’t stand like that.

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cassia: you have to learn to love yourself.

marianne: but don’t you hate yourself?

cassia: yes, but this is about you, stay focused.

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hilda (with lysithea probably): REMEMBER THE PACTS FORGED BETWEEN OUR PEOPLES LONG AGO.

cassia: stop it, it's 4 in the morning.

hilda: YOU PLEDGED ETERNAL SERVITUDE.

cassia: i did not.

hilda: IN EXCHANGE WE WOULD COME TO YOUR AID IN YOUR HOUR OF NEED.

cassia: i'm not feeding you.

hilda: REMEMBER THE PACTS.

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annette: hey, can you do me a favor?

cassia: i’d kill for you, but go on.

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in the garden

mercedes: annette, can you grab that hoe?

annette: *grabs cassia’s arm*

mercedes: wait, that's not what I meant...

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flayn: hey cassia, can i go get some candy?

cassia: what did seteth say?

flayn: no.

cassia: then why do you think i’ll let you?

flayn: because seteth’s not the boss of you.

cassia, internally: it’s a trap it’s a trap it’s a trap

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dorothea: if I die, my ghost is gonna haunt you!

cassia: then your ghost is going to see some disgusting stuff.

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hubert’s support in a nutshell

hubert, in the margins of his notebook: mywife is soft nd ilikeher

hubert: my wiwwwfie wife is visiting a noble family with the empress and i miss her

hubert: MY EWFIE IS HOME MY WIFE

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felix: see? this is my “i don’t care” face.

cassia: that’s your normal face.

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cassia: of course, i care about everyone in this house equally!

claude: we were attacked while you were away.

cassia: is marianne okay???

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cassia: if edelgard jumped off a cliff, would you?

hubert: *stares into the distance with a blank expression*

cassia: hubert!

hubert: well- er- i mean, it depends.

cassia: DON’T JUMP OFF A CLIFF!

hubert: well, i wasn’t planning on it.

cassia: but if edelgard did, you would!?

hubert: *stares into the distance yet again*

cassia: HUBERT!

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lysithea: if i run and leap at cassia, she will almost certainly catch me in her arms.

lysithea: COMING IN! *runs at cassia*

cassia: NO! I’M HOLDING COFFEE!

cassia: *drops the cup and catches her*

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leonie: why are you helping me so much?

cassia: because my life is a mess right now and i compulsively take care of other people when i don’t know how to take care of myself.

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hubert’s support, post time-skip

dorothea, barging into the library: you two ARE having sex!

hubert: really? cassia, why didn’t you tell me? i would’ve put my book down.

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cassia: we have fun, don’t we?

ashe: i have never been more stressed out in my entire life.

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cassia: why are we laying on the ground?

sylvain: you got knocked down so i laid next to you so everyone would just think we were chillin’.

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petra: i did something terrible.

cassia: it’s okay, i have a shovel.

petra: wait, what do you think i did?

cassia: it doesn’t matter, no one will ever know.

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seteth: time for bed.

flayn: cassia says that I can stay up as long as I want, and YOU need to die.

seteth:

seteth: what the heck, cassia-

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ingrid: i think rhea is in trouble!

cassia: alright... struggling to give a fuck, if i’m honest.

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marianne: i made a friendship bracelet for you!

cassia: i’m not really a jewelry person.

marianne: oh, you don’t have to wear it.

cassia: no, back off, i’m gonna wear it forever.

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manuela: i’m playing a new drinking game. it’s called “Every time i’m depressed, i take a drink.”

dorothea: that game exists. that’s called alcoholism.

manuela and cassia: *take a swig simultaneously*

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during hubert’s support

cassia: i love you. you’re the best thing that ever happened to me.

hubert: i’m the best thing that’s ever happened to you?

cassia: yes.

hubert: … now i’m starting to feel a little sorry for you.

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cassia: alright, listen up you little shits.

cassia: not you, bernadetta. you’re an angel and we’re thrilled you’re here.

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cassia: do you ever wanna talk about your emotions, felix?

felix: no.

sylvain: i do!

cassia: we know, sylvain.

sylvain: i’m sad...

cassia: we know, sylvain.

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cassia: since when is babysitting them my—

cassia: oh, my god, that’s exactly my job.

[sireneia-a]

3, 15, 20

+*. shipping questions.

3: WHAT’S YOUR CURRENT OTP?

       prince of sablé / prince richard from frog game. i can never stop giving this game praises. i’m gonna die thinking about these dumb rivals 

OK specifically for fire emblem?? it’s legitimately a fight between celica/alm and ares/lene.

i love celicalm (in gaiden) for the fact their relationship ties into the narrative. the themes of being too stubborn to see the other’s point of view and then learning that you are never at your best if you refuse to work with others is SO GOOD. both alm and celica are understandable to me in why they believe their perspective is better, but they still need to grow and seeing that over time and eventually culminate in them literally getting a 100% crit rate when together is SO SATISFYING. i also cry at their act v convo literally all the time.

ares/lene is a ship i’m absolutely always surprised that kaga decided… not to give them an endgame lovers convo?? their introduction chapter shows that trust between them but also the openness of each party to communicate properly with one another for the other’s good even with their very contrasting personalities and ideals. they are so healthy, and i love love love replaying that chapter solely to see them go through their arc together again. lene legitimately makes ares a better person and i would love if in an fe4 remake if they made it so that ares in their support convos ( assuming they add those ) return the favor and help her through her struggles regarding being too devoted to finding her lost mother and losing sight of everything else.

15: HAVE YOU EVER “SHIPPED AT FIRST SIGHT”?

     YOU WOULD THINK THIS WOULD BE COMMON WITH ME CONSIDERING HOW CANON-BIASED I AM…. but i’m struggling to think of a decent number of examples. i’ll say characters i started shipping based on their intro convos/chapters tho are:

- thea/klein- ares/lene- leif/asbel- deimne/karen- jamke/edain

20: TALK ABOUT A SHIP YOU FEEL ALONE IN SHIPPING.

    oh my god i’m gonna be here forever if i talk jugdral so i’m going to leave that continent for this question. jugdral don’t @ me

i feel like i’m the only shipper for dorothy/clarine and ignatz/ingrid T__T for real bridal dorothy where she talks about being helped to dress up by clarine is like my DREAM june bride alt in heroes. their supports are so cute with clarine telling dorothy she IS beautiful naturally, implying she’s just here to help her (especially as a bonding activity) and encouraging her to have confidence in herself especially when the player knows dorothy has a crush on a guy who will hit on EVERYONE except her is so… aaaaa my uwus………… clarine being embarrassed after dorothy reaffirms that they’re friends is so cute…

ignatz/ingrid was a big surprise for me cause i thought their initial supports were kind of uncomfortable (but good for their development!) but i really thought their growth was nice! ingrid learns to be less forceful but ignatz makes an ultimately better painting with her help and i like seeing when two people create a product together. the a+ support on top of that having him paint her is cheesy but very delightful to my heart in how he uses it to bolster her confidence and express his feelings subconsciously…. i’m gonna Perish thinking about these two ships,,

[flowerofgoneril]

💭 uwu

"It breaks my heart that Ignatz is so dismissive of his art. Talent like that should be shared with all of Fodlan."

[seasaltcosmos]

Do you have any supports you're going for on your Golden Deer route?

claudeleth sTRAIGHT UP IS WHAT I’M GOIN FOR BABEY i’m also rooting super hard for marianne/hilda and raphael/ignatz  ⍢⃝ they’re both about to reach a rank!!! but i gotta wait for some future event before i can get there i guess hhhh i was also aiming for leonie/lysithea and got them to rank b!! also raphael and flayn’s support has ALL my uwus

the funniest thing to happen tho is that like. raphael/ignatz/lorenz became a lowkey ot3 for me lmao i’m a rareship magnet ok

[voltiers]

//      I JUST FINISHED MY FIRST PLAY THRU OF FE:3H!!!!!! played golden deers first and im emotional rn bc all my ships Sailed.    ;;;;u;;;;;    spoilers for felix & lysithea, ignatz & marianne, hilda & cyril under the cut:

i shipped them thru their supports but i Cant believe the game gave me an actual combined ending. it’s so freakin wholesome omg??? felix settling down to bake sweet stuff w lysithea????? im wEAK

ok ive always thought their personalities were good for each other bc cyril doesnt take any of hilda’s shit and hilda’s Different when she’s w cyril. in my game they were both wyvern lords so  ---  power couple. ( i actually thought cyril and flayn were gonna end up together but im not complaining. also, my other ship for hilda would be claude but byleth’s goin for claude so....... sry. hilda x claude is the Ultimate power couple. honestly i just Love Hilda So Much )

i was INVESTED from their first support scene, and then their B-support scene happened with the sunset and i was like,,,... bOI. that scene was honestly one of my fav parts in the game. SO SOF AND WHOLESOME. IT STRUCK ME RIGHT IN THE FEELS OK.

anw, special mention for leonie and shamir ( who i thought was gonna end up with catherine but apparently not ) who somehow ended up together being badass mercs. gr8 aesthetics.

also, i cant believe claude spent the entire fuckin game calling me ‘’’friend’’’ ( even up till the final battle!!!!!! ) and suddenly gives me a fkin ring and says ily in the last two minutes. claude’s route was kinda meh but all the other endings made me so happy :’)

GOOD FUCKIN GAME.

time for my second play thru w blue lions. uwu