#fe:a fankids project

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The fanchild that started this whole damn project...

Did I mention she has a prosthetic leg and is a pegasus knight?

She lost her leg because she jumped infront of a friend to defend them from a risen attack. Said risen bit her fucking foot off, and the bone in her leg got so horribly mangled she had to be amputated below the knee.

She refused to let that stop her from keeping her loved ones safe, so she put her father’s sword down, and after experimenting different weapons and combat styles, found she was very skilled with the lance. She would have been a knight, but she couldn’t help but worry about not being able to reach her friends when they needed her, so she transfered from a knight to a pegasus knight.

She idolized her father as a child, but after meeting him again in the past, she... didn’t know how to talk to him. It’s a trying experience for them both to get along.

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So what is the purpose of FE: Fankids?

Well, one day I fell so hard and so in love with the character Lon’qu that I wanted him to have a child unit like some of the other first gen shepherds do. So I drew my first attempt at his daughter, Shi’ori, and shared the drawing with my friends on discord.

They grew so invested in her that they wanted to make fankids for the other awakening dads too, and even the robinsexuals. Now look how far they’ve come.

First batch is the kids I’ve made for this project. Starting left to right at the top row, we have Tempest (daughter of Frederick), Shi’ori (daughter of Lon’qu), Lyra (child of Gaius), Miranda (daughter of Kellam), Milo (child of Gregor), Tavi (son of Tiki), Almund (son of Flavia), and River (son of Emmeryn)

Then there’s the kids @aurora-boring-alis made for this project. We have Thea (daughter of Stahl), Kimi’ko (daughter of Say’ri), Loralei (daughter of Basilio), Cato (son of Aversa), and Eli (son of Walhart)

And finally there’s @genderfluid-morgan’s kids. Tildie (daughter of Virion), Jordan (son of Vaike), Astrid (daughter of Donnel), Arti (son of Ricken), Blair (child of Henry), Eden (child of Libra), Simon (son of Anna), Adelaide (daughter of Gangrel), and finally Quy’ai (son of Yen’fay)

if you have any questions about these kids, feel free to ask either me, @aurora-boring-alis or @genderfluid-morgan for the ones we’ve made.

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Listen to the song of your death!

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They could be misten for twins if you don’t know their story.

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Cato/Tempest Support Log (C-S)

The first two fankids in our long support log are Cato (son of Aversa) and Tempest (daughter of Frederick)! Written by Ruu and edited by Tana.

C Support

Tempest (neutral): Training’s done, the stew is simmering, we have plenty of firewood. Miranda and Jordan say the med tent is finely stocked, and same to the weapons tent.

Tempest (pleased): *sigh* Seems I finally have a second to myself.

Tempest: Ah, how lovely. A moment for me... Hm.

Tempest (neutral): ...

Tempest: No one will notice if I just... * leaves*

((Scene Transition))

Tempest (pleased): Ah, I thought it would be pretty here. I’m glad I could finally investigate.

Tempest: I know Papa will adore these flowers for sure.

(enter Cato)

Cato (playful): Terrifying Tempest, is that you?

Tempest (neutral): Huh?!

Cato (neutral): Of course it is. Why should I suspect anyone else.

Tempest (stern): How did you find me, Cato?

Cato: I looked around camp everywhere for you. Had a question about cleaning weapons.

Tempest (neutral): You were looking for me? Wait—You were going to actually DO something?

Cato (sleepy): Shocker, I know. My sword’s all scratched up.

Tempest: Well, there should be more cleaning rags and wax in the weapons tent.

Cato (neutral): Checked. Nothing.

Tempest: Hmm. That’s awfully strange. I suppose someone must have finished it off.

Tempest (injured): Well I do know one thing—

Cato: And that is?

Tempest: The innards of this plant here is used to make wax and provides a similar sheen. It would make your sword look better until we can see an armourer.

Cato: You’re a flowers-dork?

Tempest (neutral): I dabble in garden management. I spent many a day in my childhood amongst the forests of Ylisse.

Cato: And I’ve got a rag. Mind if I join you?

Tempest: If you wish.

B Support

Cato: Hey Tempest, thanks for that tip. My sword looks better than ever.

Tempest: Hm, I’m glad.

Cato: What was that flower again?

Tempest: Bathing Beauty.

Cato (happy): Pfft.

Tempest (please): Haha.

Cato (neutral): Hey look at me for a sec.

Tempest (carefree): What—*laugh* Cato why are you so close? Gods, just grab my face why don’t you.

Cato (serious): Your eyes are bloodshot.

Tempest (neutral): ...

Tempest (injured): I suppose I’m just tired.

Cato: Come to think of it, I didn’t see you come back to camp last night after cleaning the sword...

Cato: Tempest, were you out there all night long?

Tempest (stern): I don’t think it’s any of your business, Cato.

Cato: We marched today too!

Tempest: I’ve seen much worse in the future. A simple overnighter will not be the death of me.

Cato: Yeah but over-exhaustion will. You really should sleep.

Tempest (injured): I wish I could, but when there’s jobs to do I can’t sleep. And there is always work.

Cato: Why?

Tempest: Because it’s my nature.

Cato (disgusted): Bad Tempest!

Tempest (neutral): I beg your pardon?

Cato: Just because lazy buggers like me do our jobs horribly doesn’t mean you have to pick up the slack. That’s for the adults to worry about.

Tempest (remorse): But we came back to save our parents—

Cato (neutral): And they gotta put in the work to survive. We both do. And are you good to old Freddybear dead?

Tempest (Injured): Gods, you call him that too?

Cato (serious): Would he be joyous and happy if his daughter died?

Tempest: ...I suppose not.

Cato: Right. Now you’re enrolled in Professor Cato’s Relaxation Routine.

Cato (neutral): Now, what makes you calm?

Tempest (neutral): Doing odd jobs around camp.

Cato (serious): Not that.

Cato (neutral): You like nature right?

Tempest: Yes, I enjoy nature.

Cato (flirty): Then c’mon.

Cato: We’re going to pick flowers or something! Lay in a field or whatever! You’re gonna relax!

Tempest (stern): Cato? Cato! Don’t go into that patch!

A Support

Cato (disgusted): A...A...ACHOO!

Cato: This gods-damned rash is burning my whole body. Fuc—

Tempest (stern): I told you not to go into that bush.

Cato (distressed): I was tryna get you relaxed!

Tempest (neutral): It’s on your face too. Here, Brady said to keep applying the lotion every half hour.

Cato (serious): I can do it myself.

Tempest: You can’t see, now come here.

Tempest (neutral): My, you have very pretty eyes. Crimson, just like the autumn leaves in the north.

Cato (flirty): Sounds like you’ve been spending time with Kimi...

Tempest: ...

Tempest (pleased): There.

Cato (neutral): Why are you sitting back down?

Tempest (neutral): Because I’m going to stay with you.

Cato: You ain’t gonna run off and save the rest of the camp?

Tempest: No.

Tempest: My friend needs my help. A knight pledges herself to the people before the kingdom.

Tempest: A kingdom is nothing without its people.

Cato: ...

Tempest: Do you need anything?

Cato (disgusted): I want this freaking rash to stop flaring up but that’s not happening.

Tempest: Well I suppose we have time to kill then.

Tempest: May I ask questions about you?

Cato (neutral): Shoot.

Tempest: Why do you shy from my touch?

Cato (distressed): Gods.

Tempest: I’m serious. Every time you come close you seem pained. And when I approach you move away like I burnt you.

Tempest (remorse): ...Do I make you uncomfortable?

Cato (serious): *sigh* Gods...

Cato: No Tempest, it’s just some junk from childhood.

Cato: Nothing I want to get into.

Tempest (injured): Ah. My apologies.

Cato (neutral): I’m trying to get better. Hence why I was so touchy with you before. I thought you could help me with it.

Tempest (neutral, blush): Do I ease you?

Cato: You have a presence I enjoy.

Tempest: Thank you.

Cato: I probably should’ve told you.

Tempest (pleased): Perhaps.

Cato: I’ll try to do better. But, as a friend, could you just be a little easier with me?

Tempest: I will be as gentle as buds on a blooming flower.

Cato (happy): Thanks Temmie.

Tempest: You’re quite welcome.

Tempest: Truth be told, this confession makes me want to take your lessons to heart.

Tempest: We could both become better people together.

Cato (neutral): Oh?

Tempest: Yes. So you have to hurry up and get well so I can learn how to relax.

Cato: If it’s the healer’s orders...

S Support

Cato (neutral): Asters, violets, Black-eyed Susans... There’s scorpion grass and baby’s breath... Think that will be okay?

Tempest (neutral): What do you have there?

Cato (happy): Temmie! Hey...

Tempest: What have you behind your back Cato?

Cato (flirty): It’s just a little thank you gift. For taking care of the camp and me.

Tempest: I can go if it’s not ready...

Cato (neutral): Nah, just... Close your eyes? For me?

Tempest: Of course.

Cato: ...

Cato: There.

Cato: Okay, open ‘em.

Tempest (blush, pleased): A flower bouquet! How sweet.

Cato: I grabbed them for you. Astrid gave me some guidance.

Cato: I even gave her a high five after.

Tempest: That’s wonderful progress!

Tempest (neutral): I also stopped training with Kjelle before we both fell over. A vast improvement from working to exhaustion.

Cato: That’s really great Tempest.

Cato: I’m sorta proud of both of us...

Tempest: As am I. We’re both making great improvements in short time.

Tempest: These flowers look wonderful.

Cato (blush): You like ‘em?

Tempest: I adore them. May I?

Cato: *breath in* If I can try something after.

Cato: Thanks, but they’re your flowers.

Tempest: Yet you look lovely with them. Scorpion grass looks wonderful with your shade of hair…

Tempest: Anyways, you wanted to try something?

Cato: Right.

Cato: Close your eyes?

Tempest: All right.

Tempest (injured): …

Cato (eyes closed): ...

Tempest (blush, neutral): Cato, you took my hand and kissed it!

Cato (serious, blush): I tried my damnedest okay...

Tempest: No, no, don’t take it the wrong way...

Tempest: I liked it.

Cato (sleepy, blush): *sigh* Thank Naga.

Cato (neutral, blush): I think you’re my strength Tempest.

Tempest (pleased, blush): I was thinking the same thing.

Tempest: Perhaps we should stick together. I would hate to be without my strength.

Cato (happy, blush): Me too.

Ending

Cato, Feigning Fighter

Tempest, Devoted Darling

While still glared at his Plegian roots, Cato learnt to open himself up to touch even further. Scholars say that there was not a time where he wasn’t holding his beloved Tempest’s hand or by her side. When their army service was complete, they found land that backed onto a large forest, at Tempest’s request. The two lived out the rest of their days happily together.

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Begone, boobplate armor! No one’s breaking their sternum on my watch!

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Two absolute wonderful sunshines.

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Hey @aurora-boring-alis, between these two and Chrom and Lucina, which father/daughter duo do you think is dorkier?

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I love these tough act crybabies

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Fun fact, when Jay first introduced Tildie to me, she had long hair. Somehow I accidentally changed that when I started drawing her portrait set.

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We slow for no one!

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So, in case you couldn’t tell from her uniform, Miranda is a troubadour.

And Magnus, the horse she rides into battle? He is a fucking CLYDESDALE

a lot of people are easily intimidated by Miranda’s big horse and even bigger voice. But if you listen to her instructions and sit quietly as she heals you, you won’t be yelled at.

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Since I’m planning supports, I think it’s only fair I include the generic classes and other NPCs, as they do occasionally appear in supports. First up is the pegasus knight line!