FE Three Houses side blog | Pro-Edelgard, not anti-Rhea, discourse will be tagged and kept to a minimum (but sometimes I just have Opinions) main blog: kaminageeha
No really tho, fuck Edelgard‘s new fe warriors outfit, it’s awful
She is! A heavy armor unit!! Where is her heavy armor!!! Dimitri is fully armored up, and he’s not a heavy armor unit. I loved Edelgard’s war era unique armor sets because they actually looked like they could protect her, with only some allowance for stylization. FEW3H Edelgard looks like she’s wearing a chrome painted sailor moon cosplay! That is not appropriate for the battlefield!
i swear if those stupid boots are high heels I’m going to scream
FE3H monastery phase too easy. I think if you neglect a unit too much, the other houses should be able to poach them from YOU
I just think it’s not fair that you can recruit almost everybody from other houses and leave the leaders sad and alone during the war phase, even if that means you’ve got more people than you could ever possibly know what to do with sitting at the monastery twiddling their thumbs. You should be able to recruit as many as you want, but the more you do it, and the more people you accordingly bench, the more the risk increases that dimitri will start stealing their asses right back unless you give them a LOT of tea. Even people who originated in your classes aren’t safe. You benched linhardt? Fuck you he’s transferring to the golden deer. Claude lets him sleep in class
This is possible on every difficulty mode but on maddening they start peacing out if byleth’s growths are lagging in ways they don’t like. your magic sucks? Better give lysithea a lot of owl feathers. You classed into a mage? Raphael’s like :/
It might be too limiting to have a desertion-risk increase if you denied their goal changes too much or made them study things they didn’t like, but it would be very funny. Like they’re dropping you as their academic advisor because you’re weirdly singleminded about what you think they should major in
Then in the war phase when you have to kill them they’re like “no professor wait! is… is this because I dropped your class?? I’m sorry I just, I felt like I had better course options for my degree with professor hanneman no wait put down the axe” and there is no option to spare and re-recruit them
Headcanon but it's actually canon, it just hasn't been shown : Dorothea has stretch marks all over her body.
C'mon. She was a starving orphan who suddenly became an opera star. She went from no food to nutritious meals in two days. Even if she made sure to stay thin to conform to attractiveness standards, she most likely only had skin over her bones before, so she would have gotten stretch marks literally everywhere.
(Also really a headcanon this time : no matter who her lover ends up being, the first time they see her stretch marks, Dorothea is a bit nervous and ashamed, but they understand where they come from and assure her that they make her even more beautiful because they're a testament of how far she's come and how strong she is. It makes her weep in relief and love and joy)
I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned this wip before, one of my vaguely Ferdigard ones, I was rereading it last night and felt like sharing idk
It’s still a first draft and I know Edelgard’s dialogue sounds weird and not like how she really talks but I’m working on it.
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She’s sneaking from her room in the dead of night, too stifled by stone walls and low ceilings to breathe freely, when she notices the light spilling from Ferdinand’s cracked open door. Muffled noises reach the hallway, the rustling of fabric and the light clink of metal on metal handled with exceeding care. Thoughts of fresh air abandoned, Edelgard creeps closer and peers through the gap in the door. Ferdinand’s back is to her as he stands over his half filled traveling trunk, fully dressed despite the hour. His hair is ruffled, like he’s been running his fingers through it, and every muscle in his body sings with tension.
Edelgard knocks on the doorframe as she pushes the door open wider. “Are you leaving?” She said he could, that any of the black eagles could leave and she would not stop them. But seeing one of them, even - perhaps especially - Ferdinand, take her up on that offer leaves her heart feeling heavy.
Ferdinand does not look up from his packing. “I do not know.” Restless fingers muss his hair further before he finally turns to meet her. “Would you like me to?”
She doesn’t like that wild, desperate glint in his eye. There’s something deeper at play here, but Ferdinand is ever difficult for her to read.
“I won’t stop you from leaving, but- I’d rather you stayed.”
“Truly? You cannot tell me you want me here. I am not- stupid, Edelgard. I am aware of how much you all hate me. When my room is found empty in the morning, you will all breathe a sigh of relief now that you no longer have to put up with that insufferable fop.”
Edelgard can’t help it, her jaw drops. Every pointed comment and cruel remark over the past year that had seemed to bounce harmlessly off Ferdinand’s back had, in truth, unerringly found their target. With her eyes now opened, she can vividly see the verbal arrows protruding from his chest, their barbed heads sunk deep into his heart and impossible to extract without further damage.
Not for the first time - and certainly not for the last - Edelgard finds herself wishing it had been one of her siblings who had survived instead of her. Alfonz would have known exactly what to say. Friede’s quiet compassion could have Ferdinand feeling heard and understood without a word. But Edelgard is just Edelgard, her best attempts at comfort awkward and stitled and, somehow, all Ferdinand has in this moment.
Ferdinand turns back to his trunk, but merely grabs the edge with clenched fists. “Not that it matters anyway. With an entire year of chances, I have still failed to prove my usefulness to you. The other Eagles all have their niche, but there is no place here for merely an inferior copy of you.”
“Usefulness?” Is that what this has all been about? A year of petty rivalry because Ferdinand - proud, boastful Ferdinand - was somehow blind to his unique contributions?
“I was supposed to be your Prime Minister. To advise you and provide sound counsel and keep you on the right path. But what else has this farce of a rivalry proven but that I am entirely unfit to guide you? Everything I strive for, you do better - effortlessly. You win the respect of our classmates, shrug off hits that would devastate me,” a disbelieving laugh “discover a talent for dark magic when I can barely handle the normal stuff. You even deposed my father before I had the chance.”
Ferdinand wanted to depose his own father? Okay, put a pin in that for later.
“Have you ever seen me on horseback, Ferdinand?”
That brought him up short. “Wha-? I- No?”
“I’m pretty terrible at it, all told. Getting from place to place is alright but on the battlefield? I’d get myself killed in minutes. Do you know who the most skilled equestrian in the Black Eagles is? With the longest history of riding, and the most knowledgeable about training, care, equipment, tactics, counter-tactics. . .” She trails off as Ferdinand only stares at her, like he can’t see where she’s going with this. Well, it is the middle of the night and he’s had a long day. She can cut him some slack
“It’s you, dummy.” Okay, not too much slack. “You say you haven’t found your niche with the Eagles, but I thought it was obvious from day one. Besides, have you seen yourself on the battlefield? I can take a hit, but you flow around the enemy like water, as catchable as the wind. My armor has to be all but completely replaced after each fight, when was the last time you had even a dent in yours?”
Since apparently none of yall have, in fact, seen Wicked, interesting to note the original lyrics are
And just to clear the air
I ask forgiveness
for the things I’ve done
you blame me for
which Hubert has seen fit to change to
And just to clear the air
I ask no forgiveness
For the things I’ve done
they blame me for
honestly, a very Hubert thing to do
(I kinda wish Ferdinand’s response had been altered as well, bc the original “but then I guess we know there’s blame to share” doesn't actually make any sense with Hubert’s new lyrics. Don’t ask me what to change it to tho)
/scooches Fiyero!Dorothea into the evolving love rhombus of the (allegedly) Ferdibert wicked au
Where Glinda!Ferdinand is also Fiyero for Elphaba!Hubert but not Elphaba!Edelgard, leaving Dorothea to be Fiyero for Glinda!Ferdinand and Elphaba!Edelgard (but not Elphaba!Hubert)
because what’s the fun in making a straightforward and simple existing property au? The more mixed up the roles get, the better
The first time I started playing as Myleth, after playing several times as Fyleth who is tiny, I was talking to Sylvain in the monastery that first free day and was like “wait, are you still taller than me? Sylvain, that’s illegal”
