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reblogged. reblogged. reblogged. youre all reblogged. none of you are free from my scrapbook

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The divine right of kings but it's a curse

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Jeralt and the Child that never cried

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Commissioned by @deadlastdobe

Here are our favorite goody-two-shoes lords looking cool in each other’s clothes!

Commission Info

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FE3H as pokemon!!

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*hands you a soft archer baby*

*hands you a soft archer baby*

*hands you a soft archer baby*

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Edelgard, Dimitri, Claude, and everyone at the Officer’s Academy wish you all a happy New Year!

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death

Dimitri snarls and grips Areadbhar just below the blade, almost more a dagger than a lance. Byleth is cornered, as good as disarmed and at mercy. Across the field, she can hear someone scream.

A life she lived but didn’t, this time, flashes in her mind’s eye. So many smiling beloved faces, eons away. So similar and yet so different from the young man towering above her.

The King lunges for her, blade arcing for her head, her neck – a shot she will not recover from. Even as her body moves, Byleth knows this.

Byleth also knows that she cannot die here.  

She can still see it after all these years, the glint in his eye she knows to be a result of the specters on his shoulders. The ghosts only he can see. The ones she knows (knew) through long evenings of struggle, as they together sought to help him let go.

This is her final gambit.

As Dimitri swings, as Byleth jumps backwards, she says for his ears alone,

“Glenn and Lambert will never be satisfied by your actions.”

And Dimitri, who in this lifetime did not have Byleth to pour his heart out to, falters. It’s enough for her to roll away, the pain that his holy weapon leaves on her neck a screaming brand against the nothingness death would bring, the nothingness she’d barely avoided.

Healing light from afar licks at the slash almost immediately, sealing away the damage before it can make itself worse. Ferdinand dives in, granting her further reprieve.

Dimitri’s startled gaze flickers to and away from her, even as she pulls away, something not quite like betrayal and grief lingering on her tongue.

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Some Kings~

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you and i are cut from (not so) different cloth

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uniforms are fun

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this one's for u Professor

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tfw u recruit the sweetest boy 🦁❤️🥺

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GAVRIEL LION (of Faerghus) HUNT (of Leicester)

G A V R I E L  _ _ O N  H U _ T

G: How do they flirt?



Accidentally. But intentionally or not, it’s with truths. Plain statements of admiration and ability. “You’re amazing!” or “Wow, you look so cool!” or “It’s so much fun to watch when you do X!” It’s always a genuine compliment with immense sincerity. She looks up to her friends quite regularly. Everyone has something spectacular about them.

A: What are/were this character’s best subjects in school?

In a modern setting, theater, literature, and history. Not because of any natural talent, but because she has a deep drive to understand people. She knows she’s an oddball and wants to understand others. All three subjects explain motivations, so she puts her energy there!


In Garreg Mach, Archery. She’s got brawling down pat, and archery is a whole new way to hone her focus. It’s not something she’s naturally amazing at, which means it gets a lot more attention and work.

V: What’s the easiest way to annoy them?

Ignore or belittle her if she doesn’t respect you.

People she admires can get away with putting her down, but if she doesn’t trust or respect you to begin with, you’re maneuvering dangerously close to A Snap.

R: What are their hands like?

Rough and ink-stained. She's newly familiar with the joy of taking notes and planning strategies on paper, and she abhors the texture of salves, so her hands are often cracked and dry.


She keeps her fingernails short, and she has a crooked finger on her left hand — clearly from a break that healed badly, even if she doesn’t remember it.

I: On a scale of 1 to 10, how much do they love themselves?

This…doesn’t really apply to her. Who has time to judge themselves when there’s a family — found or otherwise — to worry about?

I suppose the answer has to be “she doesn’t”.



This might change post-war. She might have a brief month or two of worrying about inadequacy and her role in the peaceful future, but this fades when she goes to Almyra.

E: How are they with children?

Gavriel is a competent caretaker but really only gets teens. She treats young kids with the same seriousness, because her only examples are Flayn and Cyril. 

The kids like her ok, and they wouldn’t die under her watch, but she’s not the ideal babysitter.

L: What is their favourite board game? 
In a canon-flavor context, she’s oddly adept at Go despite lacking formal gameplay training. She’s not good enough to beat Claude, but she’s competent enough to have a good time. She loves watching when the kids play cards.

In a modern AU, Telestrations if Ignatz is playing, Sentinels of the Multiverse with everyone else!

O: What would it take to break them, inside and out?

Because she has nothing outside of the service of the students and only has hazy memories from Before?

 The fastest and easiest way to break her would be for it to become clear that the people she loves can and would be in a more advantageous position without her. If you prove to her that influence has been a bane on her adopted family, it would destroy her.

She wouldn’t have to be defeated or killed.

She would just fade.

N: What do they usually eat for breakfast?

Gavriel likes things that are high in protein or with a crunchy texture. Usually, breakfast is eggs or meat with something like granola to Satisfy the Cronch. Unfortunately, she’s got a caffeine habit. Caffeinated tea all the time.

H: What is their deadly sin?

Envy. Envy, envy, envy with a dash of pride thrown in.

It’s a learned trait, but all of the things that gnaw at her pride — her lack of a background, family, history, culture — they all do chafe sometimes.

It feels wrong that she cannot have them the same way as the others. There’s some insecurity even once Claude gives her Almyran culture and she’s entrenched in Faerghus. 

She’s aware that the thoughts are ugly, but she can’t always shut them out.

(At least Dimitri has his ghosts, people who call his name in the dark. At least Felix has a father to scorn and a home to reject. Ingrid a future to dread, Ashe and Annette parents to miss — even Dedue has the pain of his homeland and it isn’t fair that she has nothing to long for—)

U: What’s their voice like?

Gav’s voice is middle-low range, loud, and naturally carries. She’s usually got a clear tone, but she is fond of forcing a growl edge into it. She frequently uses it to tease Dimitri.

T: Where are they ticklish?

Gav’s not ticklish for the most part. Her palms are super sensitive though, despite the callouses. Drawing something across the surface can result in a reaction that’s not unlike an ASMR. She’s not a fan of the way it feels, and she doesn’t advertise it.

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I mentally live in a canon where the Deer and Lions teamed up and everyone lives. You cannot convince me otherwise.

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hey look, another dad for me to stan

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