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[pheraescourage]

Creed | Eliwood & Mercedes

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Pray, I ask for your continued guidance as Pherae, no, all of Lyica, navigates through a time of peace. I ask for your blessing, to ensure the peace is sustained for our future generations. Eliwood implored, his hands clasped together before the altar. Please continue to support me, Saint Elimine.

After making his devotions, Eliwood straightened, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. He gazed towards the rereros before him, reflecting back on Lycia’s situation just a few years before. His father’s disappearance, attempted assassinations, the rise of Nergal...all had happened so quickly. Then, he didn’t have a single moment to earnestly offer his prayers as he could now. He had been too focused on his own grief, the battles before him, and plain survival. He was grateful that he had been able to bring peace to Lycia, but Athos’s premonition still haunted him. The great danger that would threaten Lycia...and the children of fire, the children that would save them all. He shook his head. Could that future be prevented?

He turned, intending to make his departure, when he collided with an individual that had been just behind him. He stumbled, but immediately composed himself, looking to the woman before him apologetically.

“Ah, my apologies! I fear my mind was elsewhere, and I did not realize that you were just behind me,” Eliwood replied, lowering his head slight in apology, “pray, forgive my interruption.”

[the-savior-king]

Heavy Shoulders | Dimitri and Mercedes

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Dimitri stood near the rubble in the cathedral. He didn’t know if he was alone or not. While the voices in his head screamed for justice, he had gotten so used to them that he truly couldn’t tell if they were real people’s voices or not. For all he knew the pews could be empty and everything was in his head. Usually it was and that was all Dimitri listened to. He had gotten so used to being on his own that being around the living made the voices ring in cacophony. 

There had been several occasions where people had tried talking to him but the boar always drove them away. The persistent ones were his friends-no, former classmates. They were a bit harder to get rid of, he had to come up with a different tactic for each one. Ingrid would tell him about the state of Fhirdiad to which he would just tune out until she left. For Ashe, he just barked at to go away. Dimitri felt a little shameful at his reaction, but hey, it worked. The professor would just accept his request to be left alone and leave. His other classmates had yet to approach the feral beast. Dimitri figured they all feared for their lives around him... He didn’t blame them.

The most determined of the Blue Lions was Mercedes. She frequently visited the chapel to pray but she always did it so close to Dimitri. It was a routine that he couldn’t just ignore like the others. In fact, here she was, right on the dot.

“Why are you here.” he asked in a growl-like voice.

[prideofdelbray]

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send 💣 for a stress headcanon

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//Geoffrey wears his stress terribly. You can see it in his tightened brow, in his glaring eyes, in the deep frown he will carry and the height of his shoulders. He’s not as bad as he used to be, and after becoming the Knight General of Crimea he’s made some headway in letting stress get to him less, but it’s still ABUNDANTLY clear when he’s in a sour mood. 

He honestly doesn’t see much merit in disguising his mood around those familiar with him, such as Prince Renning and his kin. Rather would he be honest with his discontent than waste the time and attention making himself appear as something he is not.

[saintedscribbles]

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It is a long time before Genny settles on the thin gold band that wraps around her ankle, snug against her skin and warmed by her desert home. Her wife wears it’s twin around her wrist, on display for all to see, an object of pride and adoration.

Genny can’t afford to have jewelry so close to her hands, working as she does with the sick and wounded, but if she wears her pants a little shorter and sandals instead of slippers... well who can help but see the pale gold glinting in the desert sunlight.

[pheraescourage]

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From Talk About Your Muse meme.

Send 🦄 for a physical health headcanon

When it comes to physical health headcanons, one of my majorones is related to Eliwood’s poor constitution, which is mentioned severaltimes in FE:7, FE:6, and in FE:H. In summary, I headcanon that his unexplainedpoor health is linked to a congenital heart defect. In the time period Eliwoodwas born in, while magic advanced the treatment of external injuries, there waslikely little knowledge of internal defects, illnesses, etc. As a result, noone is able to diagnose Eliwood’s poor physical health with a concrete label,and they instead describe it as “poor constitution.” I have a full analysisbreakdown of this headcanon, which can be found here.

Since I already wrote out a bunch on the above headcanon, I’mgoing to give out another physical health headcanon, otherwise I feel like I’mcheating! Eliwood does not have a great deal of stamina, hence his inability totravel on for too long, as described by Hector. However, he’s able to push pasthis typical physical limitations in pure determination if his friends are indanger, or if he’s attempting to keep a promise. It’s by no means beyond humancapability, but particularly exceptional for his typical performance.

[pheraescourage]

Flayn? (>Because she is such a good girl .w.)

From Three Houses Asks Meme.

Flayn: What is your favorite outdoor activity? 

“Hm?” A pastry rested between Eliwood’s teeth when he heard the question and he momentarily paused, finding himself unable to multitask as he burrowed into this thoughts. Finally, after a few passing moments, the lord chewed his sweet, clearing his throat to allow him to politely answer. His soft features brightened as excitement blossomed within his heart, delighted by the topic he would soon speak of: horsemanship. 

“If I had to select one activity, I can say with confidence that my favorite pastime outdoors is riding upon a horse! There is something truly special to the feeling the wind at your back, and though it may seem strange, I oft experience an overwhelming sense of freedom when I ride. Perhaps it is the swift movement, or the bond I feel towards my horses, but it is a feeling that I would find difficult to exchange.” He explained, flashing a bright smile.

[monastery-mercenary-blog]

Have a Little Bit of Faith

@tacticalschemer || @benevolent-angel

❛ von riegan, you’re not going to get out of this training.  i want you to learn faith magic so you are able to heal yourself on the battlefield.  you are not always going to be within range of marianne or any other healer, but you are a high priority target. ❜

byleth quirks a brow at him, ❛ have you forgotten our first meeting? ❜ 

she shakes her head, a slight smile on her face so he was aware that she was not seriously upset with him.  setting down the paperwork she had in her hands, byleth rounds her desk and leans against it as she speaks with her student.  she tilts her head toward mercedes, who was patiently waiting to speak.

❛ mercedes has offered her assistance in teaching you with me.  for now these lessons will be replacing your sword training.  we will be continuing your bow lessons, of course. ❜