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my brother and i were talking about it and now i can’t get it out of my head but

phantom of the opera!au

christine!dorothea

phantom!hubert

raoul!ferdinand

and i?????????

does...does anyone have content for this it’s so perfect i can’t

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reviving this blog for one hot second to say stag-of-almyra writes THE best claude/annette (claudette? claunette? claudenette?? do we have a concrete ship name?????) 

Annette sitting in Claude's lap for the first time! I think that counts as a prompt...

it definitely counts!!  and after yesterday…it’s perfect :D

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plunging into what he and annette are now labeling with warbling tones as a relationship, claude thought, would finally resolve the surprise that prickles his stomach so easily when she’s around.  unfortunately, this is not so–if anything, the unbearable excitement every twitch she gives ushers into him is amplified.  everything she does now has a megaphone of its own.

it’s hard to be so in love with someone you can’t handle, but annette makes it so easy.  she’s perfectly erratic, dazzlingly so.

and she’s so skilled at sending him swerving off guard with just a flicker of a blink.  so, you can imagine his distress when she does more than that…

like today. 

he’s propped behind his desk, back arched as he hunches over a map.  he prods a pen across the paper, eyes narrowed, frustration taunting through his blood in playful winks of feeling.

no, that formation puts annette too close to the front–

no, that one doesn’t make sense either–

axes in front, idiot, archers in back–

stupid, stupid, stupid–

what finally pries him out of this haze is a pair of hands pinching his shoulders.  his entire being, of course, just has to jolt in response, his shock practically rattling audibly, as though his nerves are chiming together.

when he’s finally able to twist around and face whoever the cuffs on his shoulders belong to, what rewards his effort is a grin from the most beautiful face on the planet.  his stress is flushed away, nipped to nothing by some grinning part of his brain–no, that’s his mouth, he’s the one who’s grinning.

annette.

“hey, you,” claude says, lurching forward to nudge a kiss onto her collarbone.  “what do you need?”

“i need you to stop staring at that map,” she replies, dumping a hand into his hair and upsetting the slicked curls.  she makes them wiggle into a frolic with just the breeze of her touch.  “seriously.  you’re making my eyes cross, and i’m just watching you.”

“someone’s gotta do it,” he grumbles.  “i’m okay with it.  for real.  and don’t worry–once i’m done, the evening’s in your hands.”

he punctuates it with the slightest smack of a wink, and a grin mows across annette’s face, what must be embarrassment feeding a blush to her cheeks.

“it’ll be fun, i promise.”  her eyes are twinkling, stars swimming in them with an exuberance claude can’t ever recall in himself.  “we’ll read books and cuddle.”

“not exactly what i was thinking,” he confesses, laughing off his own less-than-cozy ideas for the night, “but okay.  anything with you’s a good time.  um…do you know how cute you are?”

annette’s eyes scramble to the door as he says that, as if she can cloak her fantastic blush just by ducking away from claude.

“well, now you’ve got me excited,” she groans, eyes ticking right back to him, nailed onto his now, so happy the sight could be burned right from them.  “would it be faster if i helped out?”

“you don’t have to,” he rushes, but annette plonks down on his lap and passionately ignores this.

“i’m happy to help you, claude,” she soothes.  her eyes already trudge across the map, as if it’s her obligation rather than his, as if–

as if she is not on his lap.

but she is.

she is on his lap.

claude’s very breath gurgles to a halt, his thoughts choke off into steam, and leap just to find freedom from the thousands of voices cropping up out of nowhere in his head, gossiping in silent little shrieks.

she’s on his lap.

“are you okay?”

claude’s head snaps up–something whines in his neck as it does so, as if his head rides on weathered hinges, because, damn, he’s tired from all this war business, but annette has certainly woken something in his now-flooded stomach–to see his love’s eyes wading through his own.

“fine.  i–uh–i’m, er, alright,” he attempts, flailing for control over his tongue, which seems to have been strangled of its ability to beckon words.  “fine.  yeah.  awesome.  um, strategy, huh?”

annette studies him, focus jumping across his face as it might with a book.  claude creases his lips, tries to straighten his mask, fails.

slowly, her gaze slopes down to where she has planted herself.

“oh!  oh no!  i…i shouldn’t have…oh, wow, i’m so…i’m sitting on your–”

he stems her apologies by sewing a seam between her lips with his own.  annette’s voice plugs, and she eagerly returns the kiss, until claude slouches out of it to allow a smile and let it sail over to her.  he hopes it blares his thoughts loud enough so he won’t have to voice them–you’re perfect, don’t you move a muscle, lest you rob me of my lungs.

annette’s brows are still crumpled.

so he is going to have to scrimp for words.  in this state, he’s so busy trying to freeze through the urge to drip sweat by the bucket–seeing as she is sitting on his lap–he can’t really tinker with his words.

so not a syllable of what he says is steady, or structured, or scrutinized.  the truth he tugs from his cantering brain is completely organic.

“i’m just…not used to being so affectionate with you, love.  but this…well, you have me thinking that this might just be all i’ve ever wanted.”

somehow, this earns him another kiss,

then a whole chorus of fluttering lips and stumbling hands,

then, finally, an entire cacophony of ruffled hair and purified skin, because she is bathing him with her touch, combing out every bramble in his heart, until there’s nothing left but joy and this temptation to cry out to the heavens, i’m in love, I’M IN LOVE, that tickles the base of his throat.

when he goes to holler, annette gulps down his words just in time, tipping down for yet another kiss he can’t believe he deserves.

turns out, this is far more fun than strategy.

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modern!au headcanon that bernadetta and ashe are fans of the same band and the blue hoodies they constantly wear are band merch, but they keep it under their uniforms so they can hide the fact that they like hard rock/heavy metal

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headcanon that dimitri’s music taste is stuck in the 70s/80s and he usually jams to feel good disco like k.c. & the sunshine band or earth, wind & fire but breaks out the rock and cheesy songs when he feels emo

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While we’re talking about Ignatz and Disney...Ignatz and Petra as Milo and Kida. It’s perfect.

anon omg

that’s genius

it’s been ages since i last watched atlantis so i can’t remember the finer details of the plot, but holy frappoli?? they fit the characters so well???

milo’s adorkable and kida’s a badass warrior and wow anon what the hey ho i’m tearing up thinking about this

lowkey though, the researcher gang in general would absolutely jump on board for an atlantis expedition and i’m still upset/salty he doesn’t have supports with linhardt and annette

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disney au ideas - beauty and the beast edition

ignatz wants to travel all over fódlan someday

as a kid, he spends a lot of his time reading the books in the local library, soaking up everything about the faraway lands of faerghus and adrestia

he imagines himself walking in the snowy streets of blaiddyd, soft and quiet on a quiet evening

or watching the great bridge of myrddin tower over his head, grand and majestic

since his parents are merchants, he thinks he’ll have the chance to do just that someday

but as he grows older, he realizes he isn’t in a position to inherit the family business because he’s the second son

and his plans are quickly dashed when his parents decide to enrol him at a knight academy

being the filial son he is, he reluctantly complies

(though what he really wants to be is as an artist, painting landscapes of all of fódlan)

(it’s a nice dream, but an impossible one; he knows that much at least)

one day, his brother’s return trip route is supposed to pass through garreg mach

so his family goes “ignatz! my boy! it’s your time to shine!”

and he smiles weakly as he packs his bag and says his farewells

(secretly, he packs his smaller art supplies—the pencils, paintbrushes, charcoals, and an inconspicuous enough sketchbook)

(he’ll learn to let go of them someday, but seeing them bundled up all together with the rest of his things gives him a bit of courage)

at the very least, the trip to garreg mach is like a final gift to him

the sights he sees are all he’s ever imagined and more

the farmlands in the sunset, coated in an orange light, make the wheat look much more golden than usual

the mountains in the horizon, hazy in the distant mist, mystify him into wanting to come closer

even the townspeople in the different villages, so novel yet so mundane, gives him a sense of wonder

that yes, there’s so much more of the world out there than his own little town

and he savours each scenery

captures each moment in his notebook as if it’s his last

(in a way, he supposes, it will be)

(after all, he won’t be able to paint anymore once he arrives at garreg mach, right?)

as they get closer and closer to the academy, a tiny part of him wishes they never make it there

he doesn’t expect it to come true bc of a demonic beast attack

they get ambushed in a forest and though the bodyguards try to ward them off, there’s too many of them and things go awry

in the chaos, ignatz manages to hide from the beasts and escape through the undergrowth

(sketchbook in tow bc he’d be damned if he ever lost the one thing that made this entire trip worthwhile)

he runs away far enough that the sound of fighting disappears so he knows he’s now safe

but in return, he’s lost and has no idea where he is

with the very minimal survival skills he has (e.g. using some of the blank papers as kindling and foraging around for things he can eat—knowledge he’s thankfully learned from reading all those books), he wanders around until he finds a strange castle

he’s not sure if it’s abandoned

but the flowers in the garden are very well-maintained (”they’re beautiful,” he says, appraising the blue petals. “i’ve never seen them in this colour before”), so he tries his luck and knocks on the door

surprisingly, it budges open, though the foyer is dark

and when he says, “hello?” there’s no one that responds

so he decides to stay inside for the night bc it beats sleeping out in the cold

the castle is huge

absolutely enormous

it takes him a while to figure out where the kitchen is, all the while admiring the architecture

(and wondering why everything looks so polished and clean, but he yells out a “hello?” into every room and no one’s replied back yet so he’s gets a bit more increasingly certain that nobody lives here—maybe)

when he sees the pantry is full of fresh food, he starts to get uneasy and thinks the place is haunted or something

which, to him, is worse than sleeping out in the cold

so he starts to head out back when he bumps into something

a talking teapot, to be exact

he screams

it screams back

the next thing he knows he’s surrounded by floating household objects rushing in from every entrance and exit to figure out what’s happening

one of the last things he sees before he blacks out (from a combination of exhaustion, hunger, and fright) is a mysterious being by the doorway, hauntingly tall and big with a frightening look on its face

this isn’t the adventure ignatz was asking for

but when it checks his condition and begins to carry him in its arms, enveloping him in a firm but surprisingly gentle hold

he decides that if he makes this out alive, he’d like to draw a picture of its striking and enchanting eyes

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not-so-opposites attract

ashe x bernadetta playlist (fe3h) (also on spotify with the same title, if that’s more your thing)

i do adore - mindy gledhill

life is rosy - jess panner

a place called you - emma stevens

would you be so kind - dodie clark

just you and me - zee avi

someone like you - the girl and the dreamcatcher

take your love with me - sophie madeleine

kiss me - sixpence none the richer

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disney au ideas - mulan edition

ingrid secretly wishes she could be a knight but women aren’t allowed to be soldiers

so instead, she’s taught how to be a proper noblewoman and wife instead

because of their poor financial status, her family tries to get her married into money

and they arrange marriage interview after marriage interview

it’s to no avail

because of their poverty, ingrid is deemed as a 'bad' match

and it’s difficult to find a suitor that will accept her

(though it’s tiresome to keep meeting with potential fiancés, ingrid is grateful that all of them reject her)

(there’s a sliver of hope that her family will eventually give up)

(they never do)

one day, fódlan announces that there is an upcoming war

and one male from each household is to be sent to fulfill their military duties

the only male in ingrid’s family is her father

so with him gone, ingrid thinks that talk of marriage will come to a halt for a while

she daydreams of taking her father’s place in the war

but because she knows they’d never allow that, she could at least take comfort in a stop to the marriage prospects

however, they tell ingrid that she’ll be married before the conscription comes into effect

"thankfully," her parents say, "we found a man willing to have you as his wife"

“the war seems to be a big affair. they need someone to take care of the household while the husband is away”

“which is rather fortunate for us, since he would leave behind a huge fortune if...anything unfortunate happens”

ingrid is distraught

like the world crashes down on her

and after contemplating her choices, decides to bring some semblance of purpose in her life

on the night before her wedding, she cuts her hair

dons her father’s armor

and steals a horse to escape to garreg mach and sign up for conscription

there, she meets dimitri, felix, and sylvain, who are shocked to see her

they try to dissuade her (”this is illegal! if you get caught, you’ll be punished!“)

when her application gets processed, they help keep her secret safe—

sylvain: "ingr…ingram’s from a branch family! he’s crestless so that might be the reason why you’ve never heard of him. right, guys? right?"

dimitri: *nervously chuckles*

felix: "…right"

—but try to get in her way of training so she gets sent home for ‘battle incompetence’

tripping her out of the blue

making sure she loses her sparring matches

basically, they sabotage all of her efforts

and it works

because eventually, the general tells ingrid she’s not fit to be here

the four have a huge confrontation about it

the boys say it’s dangerous, so she should be somewhere safe

“if we lose the war,” ingrid hisses, “there won’t be anywhere safe!”

“losing one soldier—and a woman with no battle experience at that—isn’t going to change anything! i’d rather you go back home so i know where you are!”

(they’re doing this for good intentions, ingrid knows)

(but it’s frustrating to constantly hear: “no, you can’t. because you’re a girl”)

so ingrid, wanting to show that she’s just as capable as everyone else, stays up all night to finish that one™ impossible training task

they think she’ll give up

no one else could do it, so how could someone who’s never even picked up a sword before be able to?

but ingrid doesn’t stop

and she keeps trying

and trying

and trying

and is actually getting somewhere

by that point, her stubborn determination makes them reconsider

that maybe this is, in fact, ingrid’s calling

after she redeems her place in the army, they respect her decision and support her in battle

(”for our peace of mind, ingrid. you keep us safe too”)

she gets a lot of battle achievements and becomes an esteemed soldier

and this

this

is what she dreamed of when she was younger

she feels accomplished

like she’s actually living her own life

seen as a person of her own calibre

not a noblewoman of high society

not a daughter of galatea

not a girl who needs to be protected

but ingrid (or, well, in this case, ingram)

perhaps it’s dishonourable to lie about her identity

she has fears of being found out and punished for her misconduct

(what will happen to her?) (to her family?) (to her friends that helped keep it a secret?)

she stays up at night sometimes to wonder if she made the right decision, before remembering how free she feels

and how, for once in her life, she’s happy

so she supposes that for now, that’s enough for her

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HI ALL THIS ISN’T THREE HOUSES RELATED BUT IF YOU LIKE

visual novels

war settings

angst

good writing

indie developers

angst

lots of pretty boys

a great mc/protagonist

angst

in other words, i’m calling all blue lions stans (you know who you are)

then i wholly recommend checking out @becausewerehere bc studio elfriede deserves to have more people cry in their face

because of act ii’s recent release, it’s on discount on itch.io (which you can get a steam key from; [act i] [act ii]) and steam ([act i] [act ii])!! 

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hi everyone!! yes i’m alive and yes i came out of the grave to post about ships;;

thanks to twitter user @oofuris for the template! i saw this being used around and thought ‘ooh ships! fun!’

i split them into four pictures because the broships were getting out of hand haha

not pictured but included in my nice personal charts:

jeritza bros with shamir, manuela, edelgard, and felix

hanneman bros with seteth, linhardt, lysithea, and annette

cyril-lysithea gets a ‘like’ from me

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Hey, letters! Long time so see! This is Kroissant! I would like to let you know that I've recently published another fanfic for Felix/Annette--and this time, it's going to be multi-chapters from pre-timeskip to post-timeskip! Starting tomorrow, I'll be publishing two chapters per day (as of now, there's already two). If you don't have the time to read it, that's alright! I'm just happy to deliver this news to you! The fanfic is called--Steak and Cake. That's all for now! Have a wonderful day!

kroissant!! it’s you!!!

ooh this is so exciting! now there are currently 4 chapters, everyone! let’s give it the usual love! i’m so excited to read it :D

(and oOF look at those tags! cute!! felix falling for our adorable child first is *blubbers in fluff*)

hope you’re having a wonderful day yourself

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THE MUSIC THAT PLAYS DURING HANNEMAN/MANUELA’S C SUPPORT ASDFGHJKL;

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THE GATEKEEPER MIGHT BE THE KEEPER OF THE GATE

BUT TO ME

HE’S THE KEEPER OF MY HEART

I’LL GO WITH YOU

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Depending on how far you are in the game what are your feelings on Dimigard now? Have they changed or have they not, and if so then why or why not?

ACK OKAY. i’m on the golden deer route currently so i haven’t really seen anything ‘dimigard’ (except for one off-handed comment claude makes during one of the mock battles) BUT i do know the spoilers and i have a lot to say about it so here we go!! (contains spoilers for BE and BL routes)

tl;dr: my feelings haven’t really changed and i still like the idea of them together, except now everything is 436% more angsty

btw, here’s the comment claude makes (and dimitri’s response):

i know claude just said it to catch him off-guard but of all the things to say claude why

confession time: dimitri and edelgard’s relationship reminds me of alm and celica, if they became enemies because of their different ideologies. it isn’t exactly a one to one parallel, but a) childhood friends that meet up again later, b) having two different objectives, and c) one of them giving a memento to the other really made me think about these two in a different light?? i dunno

it tugs my heartstrings because they become so different when they meet up again. i can’t say i know what exactly happens between them, but their shared history makes it bittersweet

first, i’ll mention this one bit in byleth/edelgard’s a rank support:

edelgard: “You know…instead of Edelgard, you can call me just El. If you so please. That’s what my parents and closest sisters used to call me when I was little. Now there’s no one left who calls me El… But with you, well…I think I could allow it. In fact, it would mean a great deal to me.”

so the nickname ‘el’ is used by the people closest to edelgard! i’d find it cute if it wasn’t for the fact that her parents/sisters are, well, gone so i like how she confides with byleth and trusts them enough to call her el.

then i looked through a couple of other text files in the leak (the ones that /feg/ got before the game was released) and then i found this file:

(i’m picking out lines so this won’t be longer than it should be, but i tried to keep the context intact!)

dimitri: “As a child, Edelgard taught me how to dance. It was…a bit awkward, honestly. We were born and raised in different territories, without ever knowing the other even existed. Yet, against all odds, for just over a year, we became childhood friends. At first I found her to be difficult and stubborn, but that facade quickly fell away, revealing her true self beneath… That’s around the time when she taught me how to dance. Her instruction was… Oh, let’s call it strict. To put it nicely.”

(flashback!edelgard): “Wrong foot, Dimitri! You’re supposed to lead with your right!”(flashback!dimitri): “El, the sun’s going down! I really oughta be heading home…”

and i thought ‘wait! dimitri called her el!’ and then my next thought was ‘oh no what happened??????’

knowing that some (if not all) a rank supports are locked to post-skip, this is clearly after the fact that edelgard is known to be the flame emperor and their relationship is at the point of no return (edit: i meant about how eddie says there’s no one left to call her ‘el’. the above scene happens during the month with the ball!), but hold up. there’s more:

dimitri: “That one year before she had to return to the Empire was…so much fun. The time of my life, in many ways. It’s kind of pathetic to think about it all these years later, but can you guess what I gave her as a parting gift? (after saying it was a dagger) In Faerghus, we’ve long considered blades as tools of destiny. As a way to cut a path to a better future. She was being dragged all over, unable to live the life she wanted. I thought the dagger could help her cut a path to the future she dreamed of. However…that was many years ago. I’m sure she’s forgotten all about the boy I was back then.”

byleth: “It’s not too late to reconnect.”

dimitri: “I’m afraid it’s far too late for that. Things are different now. She’s different. I’m different.”

WOW NO THAT SUCKS. this is like, the epitome of ‘if things were different’

and then there’s this text file (goddess tower w/ eddie):

byleth: “Who was your first true love?”edelgard: “I can’t say the name, but it was a noble who I met in the Kingdom, a lifetime ago.”

aND I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO THINK ABOUT THAT BUT WHO?? WHO IS THIS NOBLE FROM THE KINGDOM?? IS IT DIMITRI?????

i’m going to scream

all in all, i don’t think i’ll stop liking them together because wow this is a piece of work, but i really just want them to be happy ;w;

there is no way they can be happy together in-game. it’s just not possible. they’re too different, there’s bad blood, and the way that the story shapes up, they can’t go back to their kiddie selves

still though, i ship them bc it’s?? so fascinating to think about?? i can’t take much of it all at once (i don’t like angst;;) but the what if that comes included with them is too good to pass up

in another lifetime, universe, or anything where the turn of events doesn’t happen, they’d be good friends. right now though, i remember some people saying they’re like star-crossed lovers and boy do i hate how much i love it

bonus edit:

dimitri: “But if there is any chance that the world she seeks to create could be a just one… Then I… I would love to see a future in which I may reach out my hand for her and have her reach back.”

PLUS this interaction between the two post-skip

kid!dimitri: “El! So it’s true… You’re really going away? Going back home?”kid!el: “There’s nothing I can do about it. It’s all happening so fast… I’m as surprised as you are.”k!d: “El… Um… Here. I want you to have this. El, listen to me. No matter how hard things get, you can’t give in, OK? You’ve got to cut a path to the future you wish for, no matter what.”k!e: “It’s…a dagger? Why would you give me something like this?”k!d: “Oh, um… I’m sorry. I couldn’t think of anything better to give you.”e: “I…I remember now. You gave me a dagger, all those years ago.”d: “Heh, I’m still sorry about that. I should have given you something that would’ve made you happier.”e: “Perhaps. At the time, I was quite flustered by such a dangerous gift. I left without giving you a proper response…and that was the last time we saw each other.”d: “True. It is a sweet memory with a bitter ending.”e: “I’m afraid it will do no good to reminisce, Dimitri. That girl you knew back then is gone. As good as dead. But…I’ll tell you now what I wasn’t able to tell you back then. Thank you. My dear, forgotten friend…because of you, I never lost my heart. As for the future…that will be decided in battle. King of Faerghus. As the emperor, I shall await your arrival in Enbarr.”

also, if anyone asks about their status as family members, i don’t quite mind it because while they’re step-siblings, they grew up separately and never really knew the other existed. i know it might make some people uncomfortable, but in a perfect world, where eddie’s mother doesn’t have to leave her dad and kid!e and kid!d grow up in loving families, when they meet later i’d like to think they’d be able to have the same friendship as they did during the bad!timeline

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Shakespeare stuff

I’ve had the Hamlet headcanon (theory?) since NoA posted that tweet for Blue Lions week (the one they deleted) but I told myself he probably doesn’t even have an uncle and I’m reading too much into it. But man, GO TO THE LIBRARY, there’s even gossip on Claude’s grandpa.

As for Eddie and BE… the only Roman Shakespeare play I know is Coriolanus. The main is basically good at war, terrible with people/politics and forced to ignore his feelings. Except he tends to be angry a lot and eventually loses control (of the situation)… I don’t know enough about Black Eagles tho…

King Lear is one of my favs and I should have known that Hilda would be Claude’s right hand man because Regan and Goneril scheme together in the play and everyone gets backstabby.

Sorry, I wasn’t sure how to send this through… I don’t know how tumblr works anymore.

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letters comments:

I LOVE THE LIBRARY YES. so much worldbuilding and lore! i love the traveler’s journal in particular, because learning about the peripheral countries is *chef’s kiss*

and oOF though i don’t know much shakespearean plays past the ones i had to read for high school (a…hahaha;;) but that sounds fascinating! i don’t know much about the black eagles route myself, but nice friend @a-synthesized-happiness said that BE could be julius caesar?? and i looked through the summary and it seemed pretty accurate

hilda + claude could achieve world domination together i swear

no worries about the format, bud! it went through perfectly :)

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Aww yay! I’m glad you enjoyed this. I have so many headcanons and theories but I can’t rant about them to anyone because I’m the only gamer I know in my circle. I put them up on tumblr for my own reference but it’s just nice to see what other people see. Just an update since the game came out: I’ve turned Dimitri and Felix into choir boys.

oho! you can always rant to this blog (or to bae-leth, bc they love dimitri, the blue lions, and headcanons + theories!) if you ever want to share anything :D

and yeET me dimitri + felix as choir boys i’m going to choke; now i can’t help but think of someone (ferdinand?) saying “i can sing c#” asdfghjkl;