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due to the amount of clutter on this blog & the fact that my tags are broken, I'm archiving and moving to a new blog (with the same URL). if you want to continue to follow, follow me at the new blog!

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due to the amount of clutter on this blog & the fact that my tags are broken, I'm archiving and moving to a new blog (with the same URL). if you want to continue to follow, follow me at the new blog!

#queued

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due to the amount of clutter on this blog & the fact that my tags are broken, I'm archiving and moving to a new blog (with the same URL). if you want to continue to follow, follow me at the new blog!

#queued

[patroklides-archive]

due to the amount of clutter on this blog & the fact that my tags are broken, I'm archiving and moving to a new blog (with the same URL). if you want to continue to follow, follow me at the new blog!

#queued

[patroklides-archive]

due to the amount of clutter on this blog & the fact that my tags are broken, I'm archiving and moving to a new blog (with the same URL). if you want to continue to follow, follow me at the new blog!

#queued

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due to the amount of clutter on this blog & the fact that my tags are broken, I'm archiving and moving to a new blog (with the same URL). if you want to continue to follow, follow me at the new blog!

#queued

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due to the amount of clutter on this blog & the fact that my tags are broken, I'm archiving and moving to a new blog (with the same URL). if you want to continue to follow, follow me at the new blog!

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due to the amount of clutter on this blog & the fact that my tags are broken, I'm archiving and moving to a new blog (with the same URL). if you want to continue to follow, follow me at the new blog!

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my roommates and i are having a friendsgiving dinner tonight so i might be a little sparse here and on discord for the evening!

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nox is determined to hurt me today but to be fair i did start it 🥲

#tbd. #( ooc. )

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went to my family’s for thanksgiving and they were only a little homophobic this time so i’m calling it a win. anyway i need to prep feed for tomorrow and i’m very tired but i’m gonna try to write a little before the night is over.

#( ooc. ) #[ we’ll see how it goes. ]

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❛ do you think i’m a good person? ❜ [ syl to your character of choice ]

a meme i'm too lazy to link | accepting but slow

“ 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍, 𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐍? ” her voice is high and sweet, revealing nothing of her own thoughts, her own feelings about the subject. she doesn't answer, at least not in the manner he wants; no, instead she turns the question back on him. “ i think what you think matters far more than what i think. ”

          [ you already know what he thinks, after all. if he thought himself a good person, he would hardly need to ask. ]

          she turns her cornflower-blue gaze up to the stained glass of the cathedral, where the early morning sunlight dances in patchwork colors before cascading over the stone floor. the towering image of saint seiros diffuses across his face in splotches of green and gold, softly haloed against russet waves; on impulse, she reaches out and brushes away the curtain of auburn strands away from where they hang against his forehead, as much to get a better look at his eyes as it is for the contact.

          something glints, metallic, in the sunlight at his feet — a shield, in a familiar, softly glowing gold — and at once the pieces snap into place. her hand falls to his shoulder and gives a firm, gentle squeeze before sliding into the pew beside him.

          “ do you think i’m a bad person? ” she asks. she turns forward, staring at the crumbling, ruined pulpit, before tipping her head onto his shoulder. “ they were my friends, too. i fought them, just like you did. if you’re a bad person, then that makes me one, too. ”

          she closes her eyes, and for a long moment, she’s silent, the only sound in the cathedral the syncopated sound of their breathing. she thinks of annie, and at once feels selfish; how can she think of herself at a time like this?

          [ why should you be spared, after all? he has buried two of his oldest friends, and will likely bury another soon. why should you be granted mercy when he will not? ]

          “ it seems like only yesterday we were all here together, ” she whispers, voice thick. “ we never could get felix to sing the hymns, could we? ” 

#hubrisi #hubrisi (sylvain) #— ii. ic. ✧ to labor in love; to toil in tenderness. ﹂MERCEDES.﹁ #crimson flower tag. #[ you're welcome :) ] #character death cw

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i don’t have anything against e/delbert shippers as a rule but any time i stumble onto hubert character analysis from a diehard e/delbert shipper i very quickly realize we have VASTLY different takes on hubert as a character

#( ooc. ) #[ just saw someone say that it's 'woobifying' hubert to infer that his father might have been abusive #and that his loyalty to edel.gard and hatred of his father might be rooted in trauma #bc ig acknowledging that his relationship with edelgard is rooted in trauma #would undermind their ship ig. ]

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if monica knew how her survival changed edelgard's path (without, of course, counting shez's influence—for the sake of their dynamic, in specific), how would she react?

oooh, this is a really interesting question. okay. so.

monica is a little bit of a different case than most of the other retainers that i write because there's a certain one-sidedness to it that goes beyond any of the others. monica and edelgard were friends, yes, but her devotion to edelgard is centered entirely on monica feeling like she owes her life to edelgard––even knowing that edelgard was fully willing to let her die if that was what it took to see her longterm plans through.

there are a lot of changes, both good and bad, that happen due to monica's survival, but what monica would ultimately be the most shaken by is the sheer difference in edelgard's personality. sacrificing monica took a heavy toll on edelgard, and knowing how different she is after –– how much more closed off and withdrawn edelgard became after monica's death –– monica would be... really shocked, truthfully?

she simultaneously over- and under-values her importance to edelgard on a personal level, so the idea that her death would shake her that much would hit her pretty hard.

ultimately, though, it would serve to strengthen her resolve. it has to, after all –– she's so certain about her place in edelgard's life that the alternative would be unthinkable.

also, it goes without saying, but monica would be extremely jealous of byleth's relationship with edelgard, romantic or otherwise, especially knowing byleth as she does in hopes.

#— ic. ii. ✧ the flowers you gave me are rotting but i refuse to throw them away. ﹂MONICA.﹁ #[ ty nox i know you're always throwing me meta questions and i don't always get around to them #but i always appreciate them #even if sometimes my soup brain can't put together the words to reply to them ]

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thinking about that the idea of love means to my muses and how for a lot of them, love is, in some ways, a form of violence.

sometimes it’s hubert, willing to kill ruthlessly, without remorse, for the people who matter to him.

sometimes it’s edelgard, confronting the fact that she may have to sacrifice people she loves to achieve her goals. that she may even have to face them on the battlefield, and knowing that if that day comes she will strike them down without mercy and trusting that the other person to do the same.

sometimes it’s anders, bearing the burden of an entire revolution alone because he couldn’t stand the thought of blood on anyone else’s hands, willing to martyr himself for a cause.

but harrow. god. where do i even begin with harrow. harrow, who was born from an act of violence, who has watched loved one after loved one die, who watches her only friend sacrifice herself? harrow, who was willing to destroy herself to keep the same friend alive? love is so synonymous with violence for harrow that she wouldn’t even know what to do with tenderness.

#— i. org. ✧ ﹂ooc.﹁ #[ don’t mind me just thinking out loud. ]

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Referring to a canon character as “my oc” because I put more work into them than the author

#[ me w/ hubert in particular ]

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has performed self-surgery (canon): harrow, viktor

would perform self-surgery for fun and/or science: hubert

would perform self-surgery only if medically necessary: soren, anders, nightwing

could perform self-surgery, but wouldn’t: micaiah, mercedes

shouldn’t perform self-surgery and wouldn’t attempt it: edelgard, dedue, dorothea

shouldn’t perform self-surgery, but probably would anyway: byleth, monica

#i don’t know what to tag this as #i just think it’s funny that i have two different muses who have canonically done batshit insane self-surgery #though viktor would think barrow was unhinged for fucking around with her own brain #*harrow