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screaming into the void here bc i don't even think any of my mutuals are awake, but damn, the fire emblem fandom really died. 😭 i know i have things in my inbox and a number of drafts, but the muse is really dead, at least for tumblr rp.

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· ꕤ ooc update

· sorry for the nosedive in activity. i've been working overtime to get a project for work done, and that's zapped all my energy. my social battery has also been running on, like. 98% empty, so. i'm taking it slow. -er than usual. · i had two testing muses: panette and rosado. panette has been bumped up to a secondary muse, rosado's been ❛ dropped ❜ (meaning he's on the secret menu). · i dropped a chunk of threads; thread tracker's in my pinned post. if you want to bring a thread back or start something new, just dm me. if you want to drop something that's on there, just dm me. · some things in the next coming week: typing up the last few profiles for my muse list, slimming down my mutuals list, something related to octopath ii (aster knows, hi), and... that's it. · i hope everyone's doing well! (°◡°♡).:｡

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THE LAST OF US STARTERS // ✶ · ⊰ @grisshound ⊱ · sent (for pandreo)... ❝ a bad reputation doesn’t mean you’re bad. ❞

❝ But what constitutes as bad is subjective, isn't it? Everyone has their own moral compass that they live by, and the only thing that truly gives an overarching definition of what good and bad are, are the elite creating the rules. Even then, though… ❞ Trailing off, Pandreo let his chin drop hard in his hands, the topic worming its ways into his skull. There was more he wanted to say, yet somehow, he couldn't find the right words. They all seemed to coalesce at once, rendering it difficult to piece them together in a cohesive order. But, simply put, he agreed with Griss, to an extent. His gaze drifted off, landing on Mauvier in the far distance, a perfect example that he couldn't seem to look away from. ❝ I mean, take Mauvier. You can't really say he's bad in any sort of way, can you? ❞ he asked, more to himself. Head tilted, giving the Fell cleric a once-over… and then once more, and another, again, trying to find fault. ❝ Even if his methods weren't particularly righteous, his heart was in the right place. No one can argue with that. He has time to make things right. Maybe not everyone will accept that penitence, but… ❞ A shrug. ❝ When it comes to you though? Ha! I hate to say it, but being bad makes you bad. ❞ Quickly Pandreo turned on Griss, a cheeky grin appearing. A sign he was at least half-kidding. ❝ Please. Stop stealing from the corpses after every skirmish. Even that's beneath you. That goes a little beyond your reputation, don't you think? ❞

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THE LAST OF US STARTERS // ✶ · ⊰ @grisshound ⊱ · sent (for pandreo)... ❝ we can just be all poetic and lose our minds together. ❞

❝ That's never gonna happen. ❞ An instant response in the form of a tired drawl to the stars above where he lay. How many hours they'd spent beside the fishing pond, he'd lost count, time ticking by with their typical back-and-forth of arguing and debates, rounds of questions and threats and stupid jokes, filtered by occasional silence that was oddly comfortable. Yet now the silence weighing on them felt heavier; liminal; dawn was coming. His voice almost seemed intrusive. ❝ Fogado needs me… ❞ Not that Pandreo had seriously given it thought. Not that Griss had either. There wasn't any doubt that what the elder said had been in absolute jest. He had to chuckle to himself, sharp and succinct, as he ran a hand down his face at the thought of what that could mean if genuine. To Griss, surely poetic insanity entailed double homicide, a blade between each other's ribs, twisting to see who'd breathe their last first. To him, it was as simple as running away, like he'd always wanted to as a child. But they weren't serious. Definitely not. A joke, that's what it was, in response to the recent conversation of where they'd be at the end of all this. ❝ You've already lost your mind anyway, ❞ Pandreo playfully chided, pushing himself to sit up. Maybe he was crazy though, with the way he inched closer to Griss who'd been sitting at the pond's tiny shore. Typically, the priest was cautious, never one to seek any sort of physical affection, even if the former Hound had a knack for putting his paws all over him. The only instance from himself was recent; a quick kiss that Griss had asked for, and yet it had been met with a snide remark, not reciprocated. Still, as Pandreo spoke, he found himself looping his arm through the elder's and unceremoniously dropping his head onto his shoulder, eyelids already fluttering closed even if he'd get shrugged off in a second. ❝ How's that in any way fair to me, having to play catch-up with you? Nah, I think I'm alright… ❞

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i just learned sylvain’s english va has 3? 4? lines in a kpop song and i can’t listen to it without hearing sylvain, even if it’s out of character for him. what a crossover—

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last of us (show) starters

ep1- 9. 

❝ your t-shirt’s inside out. ❞ ❝ you already know i’m bad at lying. ❞ ❝ you are the person i never wanted to be in debt to. but i owe you. ❞ ❝ after all we’ve been through…everything i’ve done…it can’t be for nothing. ❞ ❝ you know what i see when i look at you? me. you remind me of me. ❞ ❝ i need you to take a breath. ❞ ❝ there’s a leader in you. one day, it could be your turn. ❞ ❝ i never liked you, but still, it’s like we’re friends. almost. ❞ ❝ we’re gonna be brave, and we’re gonna get out of this. ❞ ❝ can’t tell you how exciting it was listening to that fucking conversation. ❞ ❝ there you are. i was getting worried. ❞ ❝ a bad reputation doesn’t mean you’re bad. ❞ ❝ how about we just talk this through? ❞ ❝ this isn’t gonna end well. ❞ ❝ when we’re done, we’ll go wherever you want. ❞ ❝ you’re a dangerous person. you’ve certainly proved that. ❞ ❝ i started worrying you wouldn’t wake up. ❞ ❝ we can help each other. and get that gun out of my face. ❞ ❝ i think i’m gonna love you for a long, long time. ❞ ❝ there’s stuff up there you shouldn’t see. ❞ ❝ you ask a lot of goddamn questions. ❞ ❝ you know, i used to be scared of these people. ❞ ❝ i mean…our luck had to run out sooner or later. ❞ ❝ like to think, for once, we could finally win? ❞ ❝ i mean, it’s the long way or the ‘we’re fucking dead’ way. ❞ ❝ you mumble in your sleep. ❞ ❝ wait, who gave you the black eye? ❞ ❝ no. no questions. just do it. ❞ ❝ you can’t fight everything and everyone. you can pick and choose what’s important. ❞ ❝ nobody’s gonna be coming after you, right? ❞ ❝ you stay close and you follow my lead. ❞ ❝ there’s no halfway with this. we finish what we started. ❞ ❝ you’re a natural leader. you’re smart, loyal…violent. ❞ ❝ it’s a miracle you’re alive. ❞ ❝ okay, rocky start. could’ve been worse, though. ❞ ❝ you know what i’m in the mood for? shitty puns. ❞ ❝ it doesn’t matter. you have to trust me. ❞ ❝ you know, people like to tell stories. ❞ ❝ i’m not in the mood for this. i’m really not in the mood. ❞ ❝ you have a greater purpose than any of us could’ve ever imagined. ❞ ❝ how about we start with ‘thank you’? ❞ ❝ i’d like to go home and drink ‘til my face stops hurting. ❞ ❝ i want you to forget this ever happened. ❞ ❝ i believe everything happens for a reason. ❞ ❝ you can’t be stupid like this. ❞ ❝ you so hungry for vengeance? deliver it. ❞ ❝ i’m not going anywhere with you. ❞ ❝ if we come up against anything, you get behind me and you stay there, okay? ❞ ❝ i’m trying to keep you alive. ❞ ❝ did it make you feel better? did it make you feel safe? ❞ ❝ that’s not my fucking home. ❞ ❝ i don’t want your sorries. ❞ ❝ don’t blame me for something that isn’t my fault. ❞ ❝ oh, finally, some fucking luck. ❞ ❝ you won’t survive for long out here. i can protect you. ❞ ❝ no more questions about me. ❞ ❝ you want your jacket back? ❞ ❝ fuck you, man. i didn’t ask for this. ❞ ❝ besides, it’s the thought that counts. ❞ ❝ wasn’t my fault this time. ❞ ❝ i’m sorry, but this has gone on too long. ❞ ❝ i’ve had…more good days with you than with anyone else. ❞ ❝ i need you to take a breath. ❞ ❝ can we start a fire? i’m freezing. ❞ ❝ the darkness is falling, the sky has turned gray. ❞ ❝ matter of fact, we can just keep our histories to ourselves. ❞ ❝ you stay here. you hear anything, yell. ❞ ❝ maybe there’s nothing bad out there, but so far there’s always been something bad out there. ❞ ❝ so…is it everything you hoped for? ❞ ❝ what do you want me to say? ❞ ❝ you okay? you just seem extra quiet today. ❞ ❝ are you okay? you’re not hurt? nothing? ❞ ❝ there’s no way anyone knows we’re here, right? ❞ ❝ you do what i say when i say it. we clear? ❞ ❝ where would you be without me, huh? ❞ ❝ i’ve been on both sides. ❞ ❝ let’s just handle what we have to handle. ❞ ❝ is it everything you hoped for? ❞ ❝ it doesn’t matter how much you push the envelope, it will always be stationary. ❞ ❝ you hungry? you can share some of mine. ❞ ❝ have i committed a crime? ❞ ❝ it’s got its ups and downs…but you can’t deny that view. ❞ ❝ those things i did…those things that you judge me for, i did those things to keep us alive. ❞ ❝ i swear, i’ve told you everything i know. ❞ ❝ i don’t wanna talk about it. ❞ ❝ just because life stopped for you…doesn’t mean it has to stop for me. ❞ ❝ i’m alone and forsaken by fate and by man. ❞ ❝ here. this make you all nostalgic? ❞ ❝ thanks for still giving a shit about me. ❞ ❝ i am the bad guy because i did a bad guy thing. ❞ ❝ you keep your eyes on me. and don’t look anywhere else. ❞ ❝ i know this hurts. you’re gonna be okay. ❞ ❝ you think i’ve never done shit like that? ❞ ❝ maybe we just call this one a success and say our fond farewells. ❞ ❝ it isn’t fair, your age…having to deal with all of this. ❞ ❝ i was never afraid before you showed up. ❞ ❝ swear to me. swear to me that everything you said is true. ❞ ❝ do i not look scared? ❞ ❝ just a reminder that if you’re dead, i’m fucked. ❞ ❝ what else am i supposed to say? ❞ ❝ it’s not too late. even now…even after what you’ve done. ❞ ❝ i’m sorry. i have no other choice. ❞ ❝ if you just keep going…you find something new to fight for. ❞ ❝ we did what we needed to survive. ❞ ❝ is that what i am? am i one of the ‘wrong people’? ❞ ❝ i shouldn’t have said what i said. i don’t know your situation. ❞ ❝ i don’t wanna hurt you. i wanna help you. ❞ ❝ look, sometimes things don’t work out the way we hope. ❞ ❝ when do we tell the others? ❞ ❝ well, this is what happens when you fuck with fate. ❞ ❝ i saw what you did…the way you killed those men. ❞ ❝ but first, you have to do something for me. ❞ ❝ be careful who you put your faith in. the only people who can betray us…are the ones we trust.  ❞ ❝ you see my face? do i look scared? ❞ ❝ stay awake with me. ❞ ❝ it’s dangerous, but it’s nothing you can’t handle. ❞ ❝ there’s a whole lot you’re not telling me. ❞ ❝ how about you shut the fuck up? ❞ ❝ i would very much like for you to hurt them. ❞ ❝ what i’m about to tell you cannot be repeated to anyone. ❞ ❝ they’re gonna catch us if we don’t run. ❞ ❝ everybody i have cared for has either died or left me. everybody, fսcking except for you. ❞ ❝ lately, there are these moments where the fear comes up outta nowhere. ❞ ❝ i’m not looking for any trouble. ❞ ❝ i think maybe we got a little off on the wrong foot. ❞ ❝ i came here to save you. ❞ ❝ they’re not following us. i think we’re safe. ❞ ❝ i just ran away for a bit, that’s all. ❞ ❝ i thought you were dead. ❞ ❝ you think i can still handle things, but…i’m not who i was. ❞ ❝ oh, maybe i shouldn’t have said anything. ❞ ❝ i should fucking stab you. ❞ ❝ seriously, though, how the fuck do you do that? ❞ ❝ well, i…i don’t know how to swim. ❞ ❝ what the fuck is wrong with you, sneaking up on me like that? ❞ ❝ holy shit, are you dying? ❞ ❝ i was just trying to imagine you wearing that. ❞ ❝ was that the first dead body you ever saw? ❞ ❝ i wasn’t gonna say i’m sorry. i was gonna say that i’ve been thinking about what happened. ❞ ❝ how about you just take the good news? ❞ ❝ why did you bring me here? ❞ ❝ we can just be all poetic and lose our minds together. ❞ ❝ god help any motherfuckers who stand in our way. ❞ ❝ you stay down, you stay low, you stay quiet. ❞ ❝ that easy to give everything up, huh? ❞ ❝ are you gonna kill me? this seems like a perfect place to do it. ❞ ❝ you shouldn’t have had to. i’m sorry. ❞ ❝ you know, you really shouldn’t be all out here on your own. ❞ ❝ turn around and walk away. just go. ❞ ❝ i’ll follow you anywhere you go. ❞ ❝ hold me close to my heart. ❞ ❝ it’s hard to trust strangers. i know. ❞ ❝ i need to know you’re with me. ❞ ❝ the longer i was away…the harder it was to come back. ❞ ❝ did you kill innocent people? ❞ ❝ as much as i love arguing with your stubborn ass…we’re on a mission here. ❞ ❝ don’t tell me that i’d be safer with somebody else because the truth is i would just be more scared. ❞ ❝ you have no idea what loss is. ❞ ❝ you’re the one thing i missed from that fucking place. ❞ ❝ when we were talking about hurting people…what did you mean it wasn’t your first time? ❞ ❝ i can’t fucking do this without you. ❞ ❝ it was a joke, okay? in my mind, you loved it. ❞ ❝ well then, give me your hand. ❞ ❝ they haven’t lost faith in you. they’re just scared. ❞ ❝ goddamn it, i wanna punch you so bad. ❞ ❝ looks different in the daylight, huh? ❞ ❝ i know you mean well. i know you wanna protect me. ❞

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✶ · ⊰ pandreo || verses : three houses ⊱ · ✶ ⤷ contains : basics, history, misc. notes, phases, solo endings, & supports (continued under the read-more) . I. BASICS .

Age : 15 - 16 (Academy Phase); 21 (War Phase) Birth date : 6th of the Guardian Moon (January 6th) Birth place : Viscounty of Nilsson, Leicester Alliance Affiliation : Church of Seiros Default route : Silver Snow Recruitable routes : All Class progression : Commoner → Monk → Priest → Bishop

II. HISTORY .

· Pandreo was born to clergy members of the Eastern church and was raised alongside other members children and the orphans the church would take in. Around two years later, Panette was born. · When Panette was six, she ran away. In the year that followed, their parents searched for her, though it was mostly a ruse to show they cared about their children when they didn't. Eventually, they stopped searching and abandoned Pandreo and the church shortly after. Many years later, it was found out that Panette had been taken in by a minor noble, yet no one knew what happened to their parents. Some people think they disappeared to another country and changed their names. · Even though it was suspected before the birth of their children, it didn't become blatantly apparent that Pandreo's parents were corrupt until roughly a year after his sister was born. They often used their position within the church to swindle people out of their money with promises of making their lives better, as well as trying to send orphaned children to minor nobles or even to Almyra for a price. There dad was also a well-known drunk and gambling man. · Pandreo was taken in by another clergyman of the church, informally adopted. From there, he was taught to read and write, primarily scripture. Aside from the man who raised him, he was inspired to keep going after hearing heroic tales of the goddess and the saints. · Even though the Leicester Alliance isn't the most traditional, including the Eastern church, Pandreo was still judged for trying to make service fun for everyone. He was often called disrespectful by his peers, especially when he picked up the habit of howling. Often, the elder members of the church would skip out on his dinners and potlucks, but the younger ones always attended. Despite the judgment, the small get-togethers he put together always brought in new members and a fair bit of coin. · Years later, at age fifteen, Pandreo was sent to Garreg Mach with the hopes he could become a member of the Central church in order to garner favor for the Leicester Alliance, whether that be through becoming a knight or continuing his clergy work. Instead of attending the Officer's Academy like most would, however, he became a member of the staff, often relegated to cleaning and scribework to slowly work his way up the ranks.

III. MISC. NOTES .

Strengths : Faith, Reason Weaknesses : Axe, Flying, Heavy Armor Hidden talents : Lance, Riding Favorite tea : Almond blend, honeyed-fruit blend, four-spice blend Notable hangout spots : Cathedral, dining hall, fishing pond, greenhouse—may be found elsewhere, but most often in these areas Lost items : Annotated book of scripture, ceremonial beaded necklace, list of party supplies Favorite gifts : Board game, goddess statuette, owl feather, tasty baked treat Least favorite gifts : Hunting dagger, training weight, whetstone Favorite dishes : Cheesy verona stew, Daphnel stew, Derdriu-style fried pheasant, fish and bean soup, fish sandwich, fruit and herring tart, Gautier cheese gratin, peach sorbet, onion gratin soup, saghert and cream, sautéed pheasant and eggs, sweet and salty whitefish sauté, super-spicy fish dango, sweet bun trio Least favorite dishes : Country-style red turnip plate, fried crayfish, pickled rabbit skewers, pickled seafood and vegetables, spicy fish and turnip stew Other : · Like Rhajat in Fates, who knew she'd be reborn as Tharja in another universe, Pandreo's aware that he'll be reborn in Elyos. Even if there's no proper in-game way for this to happen, his level of awareness is route-dependant. In Silver Snow, it's eerily accurate, with remembering names and events, as well as who he'll see there someday. In Crimson Flower and Verdant Wind, things are blurry and much more dream-like. The only person he can recall with certainty is Byleth. In Azure Moon, however, he has absolutely zero awareness of his reincarnation. · Despite being a staff member, his age makes it easy for him to become friends with the students. His party-going ways are definitely amplified away from the Eastern church, which can get him into a fair bit of trouble with some of the other staff. His parties are typically held in the nearby forest as bonfire events, but they can sometimes take place in the dorms. · If Byleth decides to teach the Golden Deer, then Pandreo is immediately recruitable. For the other two houses, Byleth needs at least a C in either Faith or Reason and decent stats in Magic.

IV. PHASES .

White Clouds : Like Cyril, he can be seen working around the monastery. Even if he's recruited into a house, he still works on top of his classes. Being a student gives him some extra credit with the likes of Seteth and some of the higher ranking clergy, at least. Silver Snow (default) : Since he's a staff member, he's instantly recruited once the War Phase starts. During Byleth's five years of absence, Pandreo provided aid in the search for Rhea and kept vigilant watch over the decaying monastery. His personality doesn't change much, even if he expresses regrets on fighting against former students, especially the Black Eagles. He may make comments in secret about how he wonders if Edelgard was doing the right thing if he had been a part of the Black Eagles house before the war. Azure Moon : Despite the friends he made while being recruited into the Blue Lions, he admits he's not well-versed in the ways of Faerghus. He's not there out of any loyalty to Dimitri or the Kingdom, but instead due to his confidence in Byleth's abilities and because of the church's connect to Faerghus. While he does show concern for Dimitri, Pandreo often bites his tongue when it comes to everyone's dedication to getting him on the throne in such a poor state. His personality may seem a little more withdrawn in this route. Crimson Flower : His confidence in Byleth far outweighed his devotion to the church, with the help of Rhea's desire for violence. Even though he doesn't necessarily regret siding with Edelgard, like several other recruitable students (like Hapi, for example), Pandreo will express that he's not entirely onboard with the way Edelgard is handling things and that he's really only there for Byleth. His penitence for having to kill others is more apparent in this path, yet at the same time, he's more ruthless in battle. Verdant Wind : Since the Leicester Alliance is where he was born, he has no issues siding with Claude, especially since the church is still in play anyway. Claude is seemingly the only ruler he has no issue with, as a lot of their ideals and ways of handling them align. He seems just a little more carefree down this route, even for his usual self.

V. SOLO ENDINGS .

Crimson Flower : After the war, Pandreo's views changed, leaving him questioning his faith and wondering about the likes of others. After he helped defeat those who slither in the dark, he left Fódlan to travel the world. He spent his time learning of the various cultures and religions that were previously closed off from Fódlan, and when he returned, he devoted himself to creating a church that was open to all belief systems and became a well-respected scholar of theology. Other routes : Despite initial backlash, Pandreo was able to inject some of his fun-loving ways into the church. This push eventually led to the Church of Seiros developing a less strict, more welcoming aura, and they garnered many new followers over the years. Some history books state that churchgoers wanted Pandreo to become a canonized saint, but that never happened... Except for in the east. (The only difference between routes is that Pandreo focuses on the Central church in AM and SS, while heading back to the Eastern church in VW after several years.)

VI. SUPPORTS . ⤷ For funsies. This isn't a ship bias list or a wishlist, it's simply who I think he'd speak with if he was a playable character in 3H. I thought of putting my ideas for support chains, but that would've made the post longer than it needed to be.

Church of Seiros : Alois, Flayn, Manuela, Seteth Black Eagles : Bernadetta, Dorothea Blue Lions : Mercedes, Sylvain Golden Deer : Claude, Ignatz, Lorenz, Lysithea, Marianne Ashen Wolves : Balthus + Byleth * romantic-only pairings : 0 * platonic-only pairings : 5 * can be taken either way : 4 · Can only reach B support with Manuela, Seteth, Bernadetta, Sylvain, Lorenz, and Lysithea.

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✶ · ⊰ @alealueur ⊱ · sent (for pandreo)... While he had no idea how Pandero was able to properly see with his bangs the way they were, at least on a normal occasion, Alear was able to see both of his golden eyes through them. In this moment, though, he couldn't. Hopefully the priest didn't mind what he was about to do. Reaching over to pinch at the bright orange strands blocking his eye from view, he carefully moved them aside and attempted to tuck it behind his ear, ❝ Sorry for the breach in etiquette, but your hair was in the way. ❞ The second he had done what he meant to, the manakete quickly drew himself away, not wanting to invade Pandreo's personal space any more than he had already done.

Before them sat scripture, one Divine and one Fell. Despite being a man of cloth for the former, Pandreo took it upon himself to be well-versed in the religions of the world, even the ones opposed to revering dragons. Each book was filled with notes, passages underlined and heavy annotations in the margins (and there may have been a couple blood-spattered pages from a nosebleed, provided by Panette's accidental perfect aim with a snack, but that wasn't important). Pandreo was prepared to help Alear understand everything, to know why people revered them, what made them so special, and how even the Alear of the past was, to some, someone worthy of worship despite their ill intent. He'd been so deep in his explanation of ancient devotion, he hadn't noticed the shift in movement. ❝ While it's not really a thing these days, in centuries past it was believed that religious leaders could possibly become vessels for the Fe— ❞ At the simplest touch, his heart lurched for his throat and all words died on his tongue. What had he been talking about again? Where was he supposed to look? Why couldn't he breathe? Why did it feel as if his chest had suddenly burst into flames? As if his ribs were crushing down on his lungs? Why? Why did—why—why—w— ❝ No! I mean—no, it's okay… Really. ❞ Shaking, Pandreo's hands followed the path Alear's had taken, tucking and re-tucking his bangs so they wouldn't be a hindrance. Quickly, he took the tiny hair-tie from his wrist, bright blue and yellow and a gift from Timerra, and hastily pulled his hair back, even if it were just a tiny tuft. Though a simple touch might not have meant much to a dragon well past a thousand years of age, it was something Pandreo had only experienced during one of Panette's rare tender moments, wanting to be closer to family that had been missing for years. Golden gaze finally met the elder's mismatched one, hesitant and sheepish. ❝ I'm sorry I distracted you, Divine One. Truly. I'll remember next time we study to pull my hair back so you can focus properly, ha. ❞

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✶ · ⊰ pandreo || verses : three houses ⊱ · ✶ ⤷ contains : basics, history, misc. notes, phases, solo endings, & supports (continued under the read-more) . I. BASICS .

Age : 15 - 16 (Academy Phase); 21 (War Phase) Birth date : 6th of the Guardian Moon (January 6th) Birth place : Viscounty of Nilsson, Leicester Alliance Affiliation : Church of Seiros Default route : Silver Snow Recruitable routes : All Class progression : Commoner → Monk → Priest → Bishop

II. HISTORY .

· Pandreo was born to clergy members of the Eastern church and was raised alongside other members children and the orphans the church would take in. Around two years later, Panette was born. · When Panette was six, she ran away. In the year that followed, their parents searched for her, though it was mostly a ruse to show they cared about their children when they didn't. Eventually, they stopped searching and abandoned Pandreo and the church shortly after. Many years later, it was found out that Panette had been taken in by a minor noble, yet no one knew what happened to their parents. Some people think they disappeared to another country and changed their names. · Even though it was suspected before the birth of their children, it didn't become blatantly apparent that Pandreo's parents were corrupt until roughly a year after his sister was born. They often used their position within the church to swindle people out of their money with promises of making their lives better, as well as trying to send orphaned children to minor nobles or even to Almyra for a price. There dad was also a well-known drunk and gambling man. · Pandreo was taken in by another clergyman of the church, informally adopted. From there, he was taught to read and write, primarily scripture. Aside from the man who raised him, he was inspired to keep going after hearing heroic tales of the goddess and the saints. · Even though the Leicester Alliance isn't the most traditional, including the Eastern church, Pandreo was still judged for trying to make service fun for everyone. He was often called disrespectful by his peers, especially when he picked up the habit of howling. Often, the elder members of the church would skip out on his dinners and potlucks, but the younger ones always attended. Despite the judgment, the small get-togethers he put together always brought in new members and a fair bit of coin. · Years later, at age fifteen, Pandreo was sent to Garreg Mach with the hopes he could become a member of the Central church in order to garner favor for the Leicester Alliance, whether that be through becoming a knight or continuing his clergy work. Instead of attending the Officer's Academy like most would, however, he became a member of the staff, often relegated to cleaning and scribework to slowly work his way up the ranks.

III. MISC. NOTES .

Strengths : Faith, Reason Weaknesses : Axe, Flying, Heavy Armor Hidden talents : Lance, Riding Favorite tea : Almond blend, honeyed-fruit blend, four-spice blend Notable hangout spots : Cathedral, dining hall, fishing pond, greenhouse—may be found elsewhere, but most often in these areas Lost items : Annotated book of scripture, ceremonial beaded necklace, list of party supplies Favorite gifts : Board game, goddess statuette, owl feather, tasty baked treat Least favorite gifts : Hunting dagger, training weight, whetstone Favorite dishes : Cheesy verona stew, Daphnel stew, Derdriu-style fried pheasant, fish and bean soup, fish sandwich, fruit and herring tart, Gautier cheese gratin, peach sorbet, onion gratin soup, saghert and cream, sautéed pheasant and eggs, sweet and salty whitefish sauté, super-spicy fish dango, sweet bun trio Least favorite dishes : Country-style red turnip plate, fried crayfish, pickled rabbit skewers, pickled seafood and vegetables, spicy fish and turnip stew Other : · Like Rhajat in Fates, who knew she'd be reborn as Tharja in another universe, Pandreo's aware that he'll be reborn in Elyos. Even if there's no proper in-game way for this to happen, his level of awareness is route-dependant. In Silver Snow, it's eerily accurate, with remembering names and events, as well as who he'll see there someday. In Crimson Flower and Verdant Wind, things are blurry and much more dream-like. The only person he can recall with certainty is Byleth. In Azure Moon, however, he has absolutely zero awareness of his reincarnation. · Despite being a staff member, his age makes it easy for him to become friends with the students. His party-going ways are definitely amplified away from the Eastern church, which can get him into a fair bit of trouble with some of the other staff. His parties are typically held in the nearby forest as bonfire events, but they can sometimes take place in the dorms. · If Byleth decides to teach the Golden Deer, then Pandreo is immediately recruitable. For the other two houses, Byleth needs at least a C in either Faith or Reason and decent stats in Magic.

IV. PHASES .

White Clouds : Like Cyril, he can be seen working around the monastery. Even if he's recruited into a house, he still works on top of his classes. Being a student gives him some extra credit with the likes of Seteth and some of the higher ranking clergy, at least. Silver Snow (default) : Since he's a staff member, he's instantly recruited once the War Phase starts. During Byleth's five years of absence, Pandreo provided aid in the search for Rhea and kept vigilant watch over the decaying monastery. His personality doesn't change much, even if he expresses regrets on fighting against former students, especially the Black Eagles. He may make comments in secret about how he wonders if Edelgard was doing the right thing if he had been a part of the Black Eagles house before the war. Azure Moon : Despite the friends he made while being recruited into the Blue Lions, he admits he's not well-versed in the ways of Faerghus. He's not there out of any loyalty to Dimitri or the Kingdom, but instead due to his confidence in Byleth's abilities and because of the church's connect to Faerghus. While he does show concern for Dimitri, Pandreo often bites his tongue when it comes to everyone's dedication to getting him on the throne in such a poor state. His personality may seem a little more withdrawn in this route. Crimson Flower : His confidence in Byleth far outweighed his devotion to the church, with the help of Rhea's desire for violence. Even though he doesn't necessarily regret siding with Edelgard, like several other recruitable students (like Hapi, for example), Pandreo will express that he's not entirely onboard with the way Edelgard is handling things and that he's really only there for Byleth. His penitence for having to kill others is more apparent in this path, yet at the same time, he's more ruthless in battle. Verdant Wind : Since the Leicester Alliance is where he was born, he has no issues siding with Claude, especially since the church is still in play anyway. Claude is seemingly the only ruler he has no issue with, as a lot of their ideals and ways of handling them align. He seems just a little more carefree down this route, even for his usual self.

V. SOLO ENDINGS .

Crimson Flower : After the war, Pandreo's views changed, leaving him questioning his faith and wondering about the likes of others. After he helped defeat those who slither in the dark, he left Fódlan to travel the world. He spent his time learning of the various cultures and religions that were previously closed off from Fódlan, and when he returned, he devoted himself to creating a church that was open to all belief systems and became a well-respected scholar of theology. Other routes : Despite initial backlash, Pandreo was able to inject some of his fun-loving ways into the church. This push eventually led to the Church of Seiros developing a less strict, more welcoming aura, and they garnered many new followers over the years. Some history books state that churchgoers wanted Pandreo to become a canonized saint, but that never happened... Except for in the east. (The only difference between routes is that Pandreo focuses on the Central church in AM and SS, while heading back to the Eastern church in VW after several years.)

VI. SUPPORTS . ⤷ For funsies. This isn't a ship bias list or a wishlist, it's simply who I think he'd speak with if he was a playable character in 3H. I thought of putting my ideas for support chains, but that would've made the post longer than it needed to be.

Church of Seiros : Alois, Flayn, Manuela, Seteth Black Eagles : Bernadetta, Dorothea Blue Lions : Mercedes, Sylvain Golden Deer : Claude, Ignatz, Lorenz, Lysithea, Marianne Ashen Wolves : Balthus + Byleth * romantic-only pairings : 0 * platonic-only pairings : 5 * can be taken either way : 4 · Can only reach B support with Manuela, Seteth, Bernadetta, Sylvain, Lorenz, and Lysithea.

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❝ Caspar, Caspar… ❞ he sweetly drawled, brows knitting together in mild agitation at being so abruptly knocked into by the sweaty, lumbering beast that was Caspar (at least it wasn't Balthus). Though he'd been doing his rounds in the training grounds as well, Yuri didn't show it, his lipgloss and eyeshadow still nearly perfect, with barely a drop of sweat on his brow. The younger, on the other hand, was drenched. Sure, Yuri could get his hands dirtied and bloodied, but even he had his icks… ❝ That's a little forward, even for you. You really like to rush into things, don't you? ❞ Yuri teased, but couldn't find it in himself to keep it up further, tired out from fighting. ❝ How anyone hasn't taken advantage of your adorable naivete is beyond me. ❞ And yet, he still hadn't said no; couldn't wholly find it in himself to. The baths were in the sauna house, and they did have to pass the stairs to get to Abyss… And they were cleaner and warmer than what he dealt with underground… With that in mind, Yuri walked ahead, already having made a clear decision and talking toward the younger over his shoulder. ❝ Hurry up then. To ❛ save water, ❜ as you put it. Just keep your eyes on yourself or else you'll lose 'em. ❞

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"sorry, i didn't mean to bump into you." caspar was really exhausted from training and had already taken his armor off. perhaps a bit too exhausted, he hadn't been paying much attention to where he was going... so walking straight into yuri was certainly a surprise. he couldn't really say he understood him well. the flirting often went straight over his head, but a part of him also just wanted to see him cry beneath him... caspar's cheeks were dusted in a soft shade of red. he really didn't like to be teased. still he couldn't be unfriendly either. "we ought to save on some water, so if you're also heading for a shower, you can join me."

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· ꕤ ooc update

previously, i had some fe muses that were discord-only, but i've decided to add a few of them to the blog for funsies. · laurent (default dad: ricken) · leo · niles / zero · orochi they don't have profiles yet, but i'll work on them soon. since all my other profiles have wanted dynamics at the bottom and these aren't up just yet, i'll put them under a read-more.

· laurent . familial : miriel, ricken platonic : every second-gen character; the more annoying, the better romantic : brady, gerome, kjelle, lucina, yarne · leo . familial : camilla, corrin, elise, forrest, niles, odin, xander platonic : beruka, flora, hinoka, jakob, keaton, laslow, odin, niles, nyx, ryoma, peri, sakura, selena, subaki, takumi romantic : beruka, flora, niles, laslow, odin, peri, ryoma, takumi rivalry : takumi, xander mentorship : camilla, odin, ryoma, xander · niles / zero . familial : leo, odin, nina platonic : beruka, camilla, elise, laslow, leo, oboro, odin, orochi, peri, saizo, setsuna, shura, subaki, xander romantic : beruka, camilla, leo, odin, peri, subaki, takumi, xander rivalry : odin, takumi mentorship : nina · orochi . familial : reina, whichever second-gen character wants a mom platonic : literally everyone, she wants as much gossip as possible romantic : corrin, kagero, odin, reina, rinkah, ryoma, subaki mentorship : any magical kids, come learn from your magical aunt / mom

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✶ · ⊰ @armatization ⊱ · ✶

❝ You don't have to circle around me like a vulture. If you have something to say, out with it. ❞ Harsh words, but with less bite than usual. Despite learning of their, admittedly eerie, similarities, they still avoided one another (or liked to pretend to anyway). For whatever reason, they both desired to keep up the appearances of being exasperated by one another. Yet now, with no one around, Takumi's gaze softened and he allowed himself a smile, albeit small. ❝ I won't bite this time, unless you've got some witty remark prepared for me. ❞

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✶ · ⊰ @armatization ⊱ · ✶

Everywhere there was too much noise, with the mob of people around him utterly stifling. Playing pretend with others only burdened the prince with irksome weariness when all he wanted to do was rest for the day ahead. Every greeting, repeated question, half-hearted smile, touch to his arm or hand, depleted his social reserves notch by notch, and if he didn't leave soon, then no doubt the continued gossip of him being cold and aloof would continue. The only other person who could match his energy, who never wore him down, was Sakura. From a distance, Takumi could see she was struggling just as he was, but he admired that she always held herself with more grace and poise than he ever could in trying situations. Despite her decorum, he swooped in to save her, as all big brothers should, before another conversationalist could shake her nerves. Perhaps they could make an escape this time, just this once. They'd made efforts to socialize at banquets in the past. They didn't need to do so every single time, did they? ❝ I almost thought you were a goner when that last lady wouldn't stop talking about how much she wanted to introduce you to her daughter, ❞ Takumi muttered, eyeing their surroundings. There was only a short window of time available to them, judging by the observation of everyone around, lost in their own chatter, dumb jokes, and dancing. Five minutes. That's all the dynamic royal duo had. ❝ If you slip behind me, I think you can get away under the table. Then you stay low until you reach the garden, and I'll meet you there in… Oh, I'd say three minutes. Or is that too risky? ❞

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❥ All Engage Forms: Pandreo

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✶ · WHAT SOFT ROMANCE CLICHE ARE YOU?

· ꕤ hapi

the almost kiss : you're unsure about things, always hesitating. why is that? maybe there's something to lose for you, but maybe (just maybe) the risk is worth it. you're the moment when the main characters lean in, lips parted and almost touching. but it's not the actual kiss everyone loves, it's the anticipation. when they look into each other's eyes before their lids flutter close. and there's a lot of frustration when things are interrupted. trust me though, you're a lot more memorable than the actual kiss. you're nervous, but at the end of the day all you want is to be loved.

· ꕤ hubert

because i love you! : passionate; you are the heated moment of an argument. when the person you care for has done something outrageously stupid or dangerous. all of your pent up emotions that you've kept inside of you come bursting out: "beCAUSE I LOVE YOU!" how could they be so dense. how could YOU be so dense. you've loved each other this whole time. your love tends to be strong, and loud. sometimes it might be hard for you to express your feelings but you let people know that they are cared for. you're also hot. good for you.

tagged by : @guiltscorched 💜 tagging : @aethele | @armatization | @asterisque | @blairscorned | @madefate | @nobilismare | @svnsworn + whoever would like to do it!

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✶ · ⊰ @asterisque ⊱ · sent (diamant → pandreo)... "oh pandreo, would you have a moment? i had something to ask you about the-" diamant's words were cut off as he himself froze, his eyes staring directly into the other's. with a blink, he flushed, embarrassed at his own behaviour. "forgive me, i didn't mean to... well, you know, make you uncomfortable or anything, i just... i just noticed the colors of your eyes and i find them rather pretty and, well, mesmerizing? ha ha, i guess you get such compliments a lot, but know i do mean it! anyway, so i came to ask you about-"

A spectrum of emotions swarmed over the priest within the span of a couple mere seconds. He was curious, willing to help with whatever it may be that Diamant asked of him, and then he was suddenly struck with a confused anxiety that icily sunk to the bottom of his gut. Perhaps if it were his sister or his prince, Pandreo would have had something witty to say about their staring, but with the Brodian heir? That would be crossing a line. What was it though? What? A hand flew to his cheek, fingers fidgeting to the corner of his mouth as he glanced away more than once. Did he have something on his face, having forgotten to clean up after their last meal? Before the clergyman had the chance to speak up, Diamant had continued. Oh. Oh. Suddenly, Pandreo wanted to drop to the floor in a boneless, melted heap and sink into the cracks between the stone tiles. Embarrassingly, a bright, stinging red rushed across his neck and cheeks, made worse by the sight of Bunet and Fogado in the distance, their shoulders shaking as they quietly laughed at their friend's predicament. He made a mental note to get them back somehow. ❝ Me? Uncomfortable? Nah! ❞ he laughed, and it helped take the edge off. Though still nervous, he could at least force himself to sound as close to normal as possible, and red cheeks dulled to a dusty pink. After clearing his throat, he was just about back to his usual self. ❝ Seriously, I'm flattered, Prince Diamant. I think it's safe to say I think the same of yours. They're sharp, striking, yet… ❞ Soft. He meant to say soft, but that sounded flirtatious in that squirrely brain of his, and he wouldn't want anyone getting the wrong idea. ❝ Well, I'll just say they make you seem like a kind king, haha! ❞ Awkward. A pause, another minor clearing of the throat; the topic shifted immediately back to what Diamant originally came to him for. ❝ So, about the change in Prince Alcryst. I mean, aside from the occasional howling, it's good to see his social skills and morale improve, don't you think? ❞ Now this was something he was proud of, not embarrassed at all! ❝ And all it took was a good talking to and a party or four! ❞

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❝ Then let's hit the road! ❞ A yawn immediately followed, then a groggy mumble. ❝ I swear I can't feel my backside anymore… ❞ It'd taken so long, inspecting and re-inspecting every single square-foot of the sector they'd been assigned, and yet there wasn't, nor had there been, a hint of anything happening since their arrival days prior. Concern steadily yet quickly increased with the idea that if they spent too long here, then they'd miss saving someone elsewhere. Granted, the Sentinels couldn't help everyone, he knew, but Pandreo wanted to get as close to helping everyone as possible! ❝ Y'know, Panette tells me that her, Merrin, and Princess Timerra do just about the same thing we do. ❞ Pandreo shifted in the saddle of his wolf, Miele, and steered her forward alongside Bunet and his horse. Dunes lay ahead for miles on either side, but they could still faintly make out the tips of buildings from a far-off village, wavering in the heat-mirage. As they rode, he scanned the rolling hills for anything potentially amiss. ❝ Maybe we should, I don't know, ask them to join us officially or something. Can you imagine teaming up? No one would ever commit a crime with the Sentinels around then, huh? ❞

        The duty of the sentinels was to protect the people and with it meant scouting to prevent any dangers to Solm's people. But the entire time he and his coworker and friend had been working their only sight had been, sand, sand, a wild animal that ran the moment it noticed them both staring and to no one's surprise... more sand! But as much as he loved his land even if it was a desert, the scorching bright sun was starting to bother him just a bit, one of the problems of disliking bright places he supposed.

        On his personal tastes, not seeing bandits or any other signs of peril relieved him, in part for his preference to cooking instead of fighting and the other a pure wish to see villages and its people intact. "I believe we have inspected this zone thoroughly, perhaps we should head to our next destination?"

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