#fe3hoc

[loola-a]

finally introducing everyone to my fe3h fanhouse, the ivory swans !!! this house essentially serves as an exchange student program for students that dont really have an affiliation with the three nations of fodlan. they mean… very much to me…….

i’ll put little bios of them all under the cut ! :-)

Aurora de Voll Heir to the Albinean throne and house leader for the IS, she's been sent to Fodlan to foster good relations! She's very gentle and calm and also a huuuge perfectionist.

Freya Frederic Naess Aurora's vassal since childhood, she's a massive animal lover who prefers spending time outside enjoying the summery weather they never get to experience back in Albinea.

Cassandra Nikos A mysterious student who often talks about her 'isolated childhood'. While incredibly kind and slightly airheaded, she seems to be connected to Cornelia in some way.......

Florence von Giselle A decade before the Academy era, the Giselle family was exiled from the Adrestian Empire after Florence's father's connections to the disgraced House Hrym were discovered.

Christoph von Emre A noble from Dagda who is fourth in line to inherit the title of Duke. Believing that he will never come to lead House Emre, Christoph is adverse to the idea of growing up and gaining responsibility, preferring to spend his time exploring the monastery and looking at bugs.

Aiyla Daphnis Being one of few survivors of the Tragedy of Duscur, Aiyla has had to look out for herself from a young age. Losing her parents in the tragedy led to her developing a deep hatred for the Kingdom of Faerghus and anyone who supported the massacres and she strives for revenge against those responsible.

Romeo Burhan Romeo was an only child of an Almyran family living near the Alliance-Almyra border. When the constant battles and fights grew closer and closer to his home, his parents became fearful for their safety and as a last resort put him in the care of his uncle who smuggled them into Fodlan under fake names.

Benjamin Erling Benjamin was the eldest child of a family residing in Daphnel. When he was ten his family fell on hard times and was no longer able to provide for their many children, as Benjamin was the eldest they made the choice to abandon him in hopes of being able to save their money. Since then he has fended for himself, making friends with other children he met on the streets, most notably his closest friend Romeo.

[ramyeonguksu]

Reunion

[justme-inmyownworld]

I’m alive, and I wanna share this beautiful comm piece I have for Rubinie 😭💖 she turned out sooo gooood. This is her in 5 years time-skip of FE3H (outfit subject to change but it’s pretty much this.)

Comm artist: Vân Vân ‘V.V’ (on FB)

[jazzyfleur]

I must keep my ears hidden, under all circumstances. Nobody must know about my origins.

A drawinbg of my Oc lily in her school uniform. Now this is as well the final design. In school Lily avoids speaking about her heritage or noble house. She does so due her mixed blood. Not to forget she fled with 10 years from shambhala and Thales searches for her. So she must be careful from Rhea and Thales. From Rhea cause she killed her mother Athena as Seiros.

[rambutantalc]

FE ArtScuffle revenge featuring Luna & Dimitri for @lunacchi-fe3h >w<)9

[edns]

Little project announcement! I have started working on a digital only solo zine, dedicated to Cyrus (my FE3H OC) and Dimitri. I kind of want to release it during the FE OC week next month, but we'll see about it. The zine will be either very very cheap or free/PWYW, available for download on my Ko-Fi. It's going to be entirely SFW, but will still contain somewhat mature themes and mild gore.

I'm still working on what illustrations to put into it and how to lay out the PDF, so if there's a certain kind of illustrations you guys wish to see there, let me know! If there's a piece I'm particularly proud of I will post a cropped preview like this ^_^

If you're interested in the project feel free to follow for updates! :D

[ladyniniane]

Nouveau chapitre !

« Je n’ai pas été à la hauteur mais je le serai pour cette fois » promit-il. Il mit ses doigts là où s’étaient tenus ceux de Rodrigue et dégaina d’un geste vif. L’épée répondit aussitôt à son emblème et se para d’un éclat bleuté. Il n’y eut ni coup de tonnerre, ni cris, ni esprits courroucés. L’aura de Moralta était douce, apaisée, rappelant ses pouvoirs curatifs. Felix était seul avec l’arme et son cœur battant. Ses doigts affermirent par réflexe leur prise. Il fit quelques passes et moulinets pour se l'approprier. Le métal était froid sous sa paume, mais les doigts du défunt n’étaient plus là. Seuls les siens y apposeraient désormais leur chaleur.

[ramyeonguksu]

It's been over two years but I still look back at this commission fondly!!!

commission for @/ramyeonguksu on twitter of hubertxoc!

[loola-a]

cass sketch dump woo hoo

through out all of the academy phase there are hints of cassandra’s “isolated childhood”, and eventually post ts it’s revealed that she’s actually an agarthan… ooo drama…..

the way it’s revealed depends on which route you pick! in the actual Ivory Swans route it’s revealed through her supports and also when you fight in shambhala close to the end. In routes where u fight cornelia (her mother!) like azure moon or crimson flower, she appears as an enemy alongside her. In routes where u don’t fight cornelia like verdant wind or silver snow, she shows up as her true form in shambhala!

[ramyeonguksu]

I promised myself I never would post another FE3H portrait commission but I wanted to share the first ever Ashen Wolf OC I've ever drawn for @sirjeffhog / @galeforged of his boy Forwin!

Thanks for commissioning me!!!

[jazzyfleur]

For my Oc Lily inspired jewelry. Of course i made one for myself :3. Made them also last year or later.

[ramyeonguksu]

Another commission from over two years ago that I look back on super fondly!!!

commissioned by @/ramyeonguksu 

Dec 2020 

https://l-aciel.carrd.co/

[edns]

His design keeps changing but here, a proper reference for this guy. Finally

[coucou-art]

happy late valentine‘s day

[ramyeonguksu]

CRYING IN KOREAN THE WAY I SCREAMED WHEN I SAW THIS ON ARTFIGHT???? AND THE WHOLE ASS FIC???? WAAAAAAAAA

Art fight piece for @ramyeonguksu! Hillevi x Hubert

Microfiction under the cut:

They had to be around here somewhere.

Hubert’s heart skipped a beat when he saw her Wyvern fall… it was near the end of the battle, Garreg Mach was nearly theirs, and the Seiros forces were routed.  His eyes to the skies, a smile on his face when he saw the fires lighting the underside scales of Altena, Hillevi’s gleaming axe clutched in her hands. 

The battle was nearly won, and yet, a volley of arrows, loosed by their vile archers, blanketed Hillevi in quills as Altena took a dive to the ground, graceless, tumbling.

Hubert rushes through the ruins.

They had to be around here somewhere.

And then, there he saw them.

Struggling to stand, using one of her perforated wings to push herself up, was Altena, bleeding, but not down for the count.  She nudges Hillevi with her snout, trying to get the woman to move, when Hubert notices…

She wasn’t moving.  Her body lie twisted in an unnatural contortion, and the fires of grief and rage stir within his heart.  An arrow protrudes from her abdomen, her usually immaculate tabard torn and stained.

He rushes forward, skidding into a kneel, as he grasps her hand, feeling for a pulse, but he tries his best to not stir her body too much.

Nothing, and then… a heartbeat, and another.  Her chest rose and fell shakily, but her eyes were closed, her head lilting to the side.

“There, there, girl…” Hubert says, reaching over to Altena to comfort the beast a moment, though, he wasn’t sure what the prognosis was.

The closest healer was quite far away from where she fell, and he had to send his mages to continue defending the front.  Alone with her, he silently curses himself for not paying attention to the healing courses that Byleth made him take.

And yet, his mind reaches back to that time…

“Hubert, healing isn’t…” Lindhardt yawned.  “…Isn’t so tough, you know.  Look, you’re wearing gloves, that’s automatically going to make things harder for you when you’re a novice.”

Hubert grit his teeth.  “The gloves do not come off.”

Linhardt shrugged, a little smirk on his face.  “Suit yourself, but you’re only making it harder on yourself…”

Hubert reaches down, hands trembling, as he feels a bit of his own blood trickling down his face.  With much trepidation, he reaches down to his right hand, peeling off his glove.  Closing his eyes, he begins to mutter the incantation, repressing the urge to curse the gods themselves for what they’ve done.

And nothing.

The depths of memories come back to him.

“Hubie, you have to feel your own life force, your own heart beating in your chest, to be able to heal.”  Dorothea said, in her sing-song voice.  “Feel your breath, the blood flowing in your veins”

Hubert huffed.  “I would prefer if my own interiority remain a mystery to me.”

Dorothea shook her head.  “Hubie, that’s no way to live! You’re a living being!”

“For now.” Hubert scoffed.

Hubert takes another stabilizing breath, feeling the air flow into his lungs.  He was much more used to snuffing out the life force in others, and dark magic very much involved accessing the non-physical side of yourself, it had almost nothing to do with the blood in your veins, the breath in your chest.

And yet, the focus allows him to calm himself.

But his mind once again reaches back to the past.

“Hubert, it’s not about faith in the gods.” Lindhardt said, as he shook his head.  “It’s faith.  Your fellow man, the future, hell, even the Empire.  You don’t need to believe in the supernatural.  You just need to believe.”

And Hubert’s mind draws back to the present, as he feels his heart beating in his chest, the breath in his lungs, and, suddenly, he feels his perception reach out towards Hillevi, her weak heartbeat, her shallow breathing…

And he focuses on that, and on his resolve, what he’s been fighting for. 

And the woman that he loves.

And suddenly, a bright blue-white light erupts from his palms, spreading to his fingertips, lighting their faces with a brilliant azure gleam as her wounds glow bright white.  The arrow, embedded in her side, slowly pushes its way out of her body.

And Hillevi takes a gasping breath, her eyes shooting open.

“…H-Hubert?”

[irenetheeadler]

A 3hopes design for my oc Fia (bonus doodle of her with Sylvain)