#nb!byleth

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the Blade Breaker and the Ashen Demon

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apparently it’s Byleth’s birthday, so have a lil (mildly embarrassed) Byleth

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some old Byleth designs from around when the game came out! nonbinary Byleth is still the only Byleth i accept lol

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Triplet (mainly NB!) Byleth Headcanons

because i can’t draw. but i can write.

NB!Byleth is proficient in magic and bow, F!Byleth is proficient in brawling, axe and sword, and M!Byleth is proficient in sword, lance and flying. 

absolutely do not put NB!Byleth on a Wyvern unless you want them to revert into an absolutely terrified AND terrifying screeching mess.

Sothis isn’t very good at math so she gave all three of her brain cells to M!Byleth. who can only properly use them if he’s not being influenced by his siblings. 

NB!Byleth is the youngest, F!Byleth is the middle child and M!Byleth is the oldest.

NB!Byleth chose Blue Lions for these reasons. 

Edelgard’s gaze was too analytical for their liking. 

They immediately saw through Claude’s facade as if they were looking in a mirror. 

Dimitri just seemed like the easiest out of the three of them to handle. 

and of course they were expecting Dimitri to crack under that mask of a diligent prince. buT HOLY SHIT THEY WERE NOT PREPARED FOR THAT.

NB!Byleth has great observational and people skills but only bothers to put them to use if it’s to keep their siblings safe or to stir up harmless drama. Unfortunately, Jeralt’s established mistrust in the church and its thinly veiled hostility against potential adversaries caused NB!Byleth to focus more on Rhea’s behavior and less on Edelgard and Hubert’s.

Upon the reveal of the Flame Emperor, NB!Byleth and M!Byleth were shocked at their sister siding with the Empire. Her quick retreat with Edelgard left no time for an explanation. 

M!Byleth’s reaction to his sister’s betrayal consisted of a mix anger, confusion and sadness. At least he had Claude to talk with and sort through his emotions in the short time before the confrontation at Garreg Mach.

NB!Byleth became uncharacteristically restless and anxious. Dimtri’s advice was to crush F!Byleth’s head alongside Edelgard’s.

they would never admit it out loud, but NB!Byleth, on multiple occasions, was at the brink of of taking M!Byleth and fleeing days before the battle at Garreg Mach even began. not out of fear, no. simply because NB!Byleth concluded it would have been easier to deal with their brother’s emotional turmoil as it was before it grew worse by all of their students potentially slaughtering their friends. 

boy this is getting dark where are the lighter headcanons amiright? due to leading the life of mercenaries, one would expect the Eisner triplets to have bodies riddled with scars. however, some of these scars are unique to each one, such as:

ignored burns on F!Byleth’s hands, wrists and lower arms due to multiple cooking mishaps.

M!Byleth’s fingers decorated with healed over fine lines from cleaning weaponry.

The splotched, darkened and ragged skin littering NB!Byleth’s legs, from The Fishing Incident. 

Despite being the shortest of the three, it’s common for F!Byleth to piggyback her siblings back to their respective rooms if she catches either one dozed off in the library late at night.  

If we had to make their dynamic as basic as possible, it would be M!Byleth as the brains, F!Byleth as the brawn and NB!Byleth as the smooth talker. 

The triplets have earned the nickname Severed Cerberus before the story starts. (Because we need something to replace the singular Ashen Demon, right?)

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Father, Do You Love Me?

In which Byleth, an unnaturally stoic and odd child, wonders if their father loves them. Byleth’s sex can be interpreted however one wants!

Byleth always knew that they were an odd child; that they’re unlike any other child.

Of course travelling with a bunch of mercenaries allowed for the teal haired child to meet other children, not necessarily mingle with, in towns. They all laughed when around their parents, or cried whenever they hurt themselves. Byleth has never laughed or cried before. They attempted to laugh in front of their father’s mercenaries, which unfortunately frightened the puzzled individuals. 

Byleth then observed these children playing with their parents and seeing how those parents hugged and smiled with them, uttering ‘I love you’ through and through. When they tried to mingle with the children in these strange games the children screamed and call them a strange monster who feels no emotions. One of the parents who had attended to their sobbing child scolded at Byleth and wondered aloud what sort of parent would love an emotionless freak like them. 

It got Byleth wondering... does their father love them?

It was a daunting thought of the likes the teal haired child never experienced. It brought a fear that Byleth never thought of having. They never felt fear until now. Observing the families and children loving each other, and how the parents beamed with love and pride then made Byleth wonder if Jeralt not only didn’t love them but wished that he had a different child. 

Byleth never cried ever, but at that moment they felt like they were just about to.

Their eyes roamed around the area to try and find their father. Soon they found him stocking up on weapons and goods. Shyly Byleth went up to him and tugged at his tunic. When he turned around he smiled warmly at Byleth. What did Byleth ever do to be rewarded with such affection? They were incapable of it... yet their father still rewarded them with it. His brown eyes blinked inquisitively at her.

“Something bothering you, kid?”

Kid... that term always sounded affectionate to Byleth. Blue eyes looked away from his gaze.

“Father... do you love me?”

Eyebrows shot up at that question. Jeralt’s expression then softened when he noticed how Byleth looked away from him. This was the first time Byleth ever refused to make eye contact with him. He crouched to be at eye level with his child, a smile appearing on his face. 

“Of course I do; why ask such a silly question?” He questioned with concern.

Byleth still refused to make eye contact. “I lack emotions. I’m not like the other kids,” they spoke sullenly. They twiddled with their thumbs. “I bet you wish you would have had a... normal child...”

Byleth felt someone touch their shoulders. Looking up they saw their father stare intently into their blue eyes. Their father has never looked this serious outside of battle. Soon his expression morphed into compassion as he embraced Byleth into a tight hug. The gesture caught the child off guard.

“Kid, I love you no matter what. Are you unlike the other kids? Yes. Does that mean I shouldn’t love you? Of course not!” Jeralt spoke kindly as he tighten his hug. “You’re my Byleth, my pride and joy, and I love you.”

Byleth did not cry. But if they could they would gladly shed tears of utmost joy. With a ghost-of-a-smile that no one could see they returned the hug with all their might.

“I love you, father.” 

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Visions

In which the students experience Byleth's phantom memories from Divine Pulse

Starring Nonbinary Byleth, Edelgard and Ferdinand

Sorry It's not that long

Requested by @risualto

The sun of the Verdant Rain moon beat down, drawing sweat from everyone's skin. Byleth gasped for air after dodging a flying ax at their head. They coughed, trying their best to regain balance. Jacket flung to the side, they took up running again to block an attack from connecting with Ferdinand. The ball of magic slammed into their sword, knocking them back into the orange-haired boy. Ferdinand yelped at the sudden contact, falling back underneath his professor's weight.

"Sorry," Byleth grunted, heaving themself off the boy. They started to run to the next fight when they realized Ferdinand was still sprawled on his back, chest heaving. Apparently, a bandit also noticed, as he began charging towards the nobleman, who was still trying to regain his breath. The man raised his ax, aiming to strike it down right into Ferdinand's chest.

"No!" They screeched. A purple aura pulsed from Byleth's fingertips, spreading to cover the entirety of their vision. When it retracted again, they were standing beside Ferdinand, who was still lying on the ground. Byleth pulled him up onto their shoulder, carrying him away from the battlefield. 

He was safe once more.

Ferdinand was okay.

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There was a soft knock at the door. Byleth pushed their reading glasses into the desk before turning to face the entrance to their study, "Come in,"

The door creaked open to reveal Edelgard, her face unreadable as usual, "Professor,"

Byleth leaned back in their chair, "You wanted to speak with me?"

"Yes," she nodded, "I've been having weird… visions, almost. I see an event happen second before it actually does. It's very strange,"

"Deja vu?" They suggested.

"No, it feels… somehow more real than that. Like maybe it actually happened.

Byleth sat up in their chair. Could it be..? No. That wasn't possible. They were the only one that could experience Sothis's magic like that, "Maybe you should go see Manuela,"

She shook her head, "No, I do not believe I'm sick. It's just a bit of confusion,"

"Then why did you come to me?"

"Because it started the first time I met you,"

Byleth shivered. The first time they'd met Edelgard was the first time divine pulse had triggered. However impossible it seemed, it was the only explanation.

"And it's not just me. Other students have been talking about it too," she continued.

"Who else?"

"Well, Ferdinand said he felt it yesterday when you saved him from the bandit. He claimed to see a reality in which that very man killed him, but somehow he didn't die," Edelgard explained.

Byleth shook their head, "How strange. Truly, I do not know how that could have originated from me,"

"But you don't deny that it could have,"

"What?"

Edelgard pressed a finger across her lips, "I'll find out why this is happening, no matter what it takes. Do not worry professor, I'll get to the bottom of it. Well, me or Linhardt."

The professor laughed, "Now you're starting to sound like Hanneman,"

The girl looked at them in confusion before shrugging, "I suppose I am. But I will find out why this is happening,"

With that, she left the room in a swish of white hair. Byleth slumped at their desk, exhaling with relief. That was close. But how long until they found out? How long did they have before their secret was revealed?

"Do not worry yourself," A voice whispered in their ear, "They will never truly find out,"

Byleth nodded to the voice, "Thank you,"

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Raphael is a good man 💛

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