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cerise-on-top · 4 months

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Happier

I finally got around to writing something for Self-Aware!Gaz, even if I've been wanting to do that for months now. Either way, the lovely self-aware AU was created by the lovely @puff0o0!

Reader is depressed and sad and calls one of the lads, with Gaz responding this time. Implied Poly!141 x reader, mentions of suicidal ideation, and some dick joke, but that's it. In this story, reader has known about the lads being self-aware and calls upon them from time to time when they want to or need something and they respond. Lads can crawl out of the TV and could also drag reader into the TV to spend time with each other.

In this world where warmth was good, where it represented life, giving reassurance that your friends, your family, were with you to see the sunset, bestowing upon the world another tomorrow, more hope, you were certain the universe looked at you in awe. The endless vacuum, older than anything else, much colder than anything else, seemed closer to the sun when it came to temperature than you. Even so, you didn’t shiver, you didn’t have the energy to do that. Because whereas warmth was akin to life, you felt cold and dead tonight. The blanket laid neatly beside you, grabbing it was easy enough, all you had to do was turn and reach out. It was soft, it reminded you of the kindness of an old friend as it was a gift. However, you did not deserve neither kindness nor warmth, such was a fact. Have you earned it yet? No. Therefore you were forbidden from touching it.

A fine, cold winter evening it was again. The sun has kissed the world good night yet again, leaving everyone and everything to fend for themself. The snow glistened outside under the moonlight, the sky was clear with not a cloud in sight. And in spite of all the beauty you could find on the outside, all you could see was the introspection of a disgusting, unloveable creature. If you really were a human you’d know. Again, it wasn’t something you had shown enough initiative to deserve. Getting up from your bed, you stood in front of the window, watching cars drive by. A group of young adults passed by your home, stomping through the snow. One guy slipped, with one girl offering her hand to help him up. Another one took some snow into her hands, forming it into a sturdy ball before throwing it at the unfortunate guy. As he chased behind her, holding some snow of his own in his hands, he slipped yet again, laughter ringing throughout the night. A lovely sight, if only you could be part of a group like this as well.

Having had enough of their shenanigans, you turned the other cheek, closing the curtains so you won’t be bothered by such joyful displays of idiocy. Your heart beat in your ears, what an uncomfortable feeling.

Roaming your flat, you had no goal in mind. Did you want to use the bathroom? Did you want to get a glass of water? Did you simply want to stretch your legs? It was all an illusion of being something greater than some brainless creature, damned to walk this Earth until your heart would finally stop pestering you with its beating. Being alive was one thing, wanting to be alive was another. In a diagram they could overlap, what a joy that must be, but they didn’t have to. Surely, there were plenty of ghosts wandering these streets, regretting the things they never got the chance to accomplish. It didn’t matter, those ghosts weren’t you. In fact, there was only really one of them you cared about, and he was very much still “alive”.

In your living room, you stood still for a moment, looking around as though you tried to find a pointer. You wanted to do something, you forgot, you looked at the last thing you saw as you remembered what it was. No avail. Your memory really wasn’t what it used to be. When did you start forgetting? It would be sort of ironic if you remembered. But even as you suffered the consequences of something you had no part in, you glanced at your gaming console. A proud thing, even if it didn’t look that way. A PS4, while not the cheapest thing you’ve ever bought, certainly entertained you from time to time. You hadn’t even considered booting it up, maybe finding some fun in playing a game or two. It wasn’t the game itself you were looking forward to the most, however. Something much more valuable lied within a certain game of yours.

Turning on the lights, squinting as the room suddenly turned bright, hurting your eyes, you scanned the room for a certain something. Naturally, it was on the table right in front of the couch. You’d never dare to put it elsewhere. It always had to be somewhere you’d easily find it, not a single exception could ever come to mind. You grabbed the game, getting out the disk and swapping it with the one inside the console. God of War for Modern Warfare II, both violent in their nature. Maybe you should rethink your gaming habits someday, find something gorgeous, entertaining and calming. Maybe a certain farming sim you had been wanting to try would do the trick. Either way, that was something to consider at a later time. Having turned on both the console and the TV, you gently grabbed the controller and sat down on the couch, leaning back.

However, as you started up the game, with it loading, you couldn’t help but ponder. Would they really wanna hear it? Hi, I’m sad again tonight. Could one of you please help with distracting me before something terrible happens? That was the gist of it. Could you, in your melancholy drunk state, really find more eloquent words?

And there it was, the title screen of the game. Nothing you hadn’t seen a thousand times since the game was released, nothing too exciting, but it felt familiar regardless. If they noticed then they could probably see you already.

“Evening, guys. The demons are back and they’re swimming tonight.” Lovely, would that also get the message across?

Nothing happened for a while. No whispers, no “voice lines”, no pop ups, just the blue light going across the screen, just the red light blinking. If god and the lads had abandoned you, then you might as well gift yourself a bullet for Christmas. Still, you waited for another moment, bracing yourself for another scare that would always come whenever you asked for their presence. Someone, anyone, should have time. It’s not like they don’t follow you around wherever you go when they’re bored out of their minds.

A telltale sign: The TV turned off, leaving you with nothing but the reflection of your own and your living room. A few seconds later, the company’s logo shows up and, lastly, static ran across the screen, with white noise loud enough to be heard in the surrounding apartments accompanying it. This process would take a while, so you opted for grabbing two drinks from the kitchen. Some soda with some lemon slices would suffice. It was a great drink, very refreshing and the lads liked it as well.

When you got back into the living room, half a man had fallen out of the TV. It took its toll on him, holding onto the cabinet with all his might and dragging himself out of his virtual world and into your real one. Grunting and groaning could be heard, but the voice sounded distorted, not yet accustomed to an analog world. Placing the two glasses of lemon soda on the table, you casually walked over to the figure, grabbing his arms and helping him out a bit. Truthfully, it seemed like tonight you were going to be with Gaz.

By the time the spectacle was over, the TV had gone back to showing the title screen. Every time one of the lads visited you, you were reminded of the first time this happened, hiding wherever you thought you wouldn’t be found after attempting to kill the TV several times. You couldn’t even speak of fear back then, it was much more than that. Even now, slight terror runs through your veins whenever one of your lads stopped by to say hello, to help pull you out from whatever ditch the world decided to leave you in. If there was absolutely no one else you could count on, not even considering your world, then you could always count on the boys from another world. Holding Gaz by his arms still, helping him up in the process, temptation washed over you. Yes, he may have still been wearing his gear, but his hugs were to die for.

“Hey, Kyle. Thanks for coming, I appreciate it more than you’ll ever know.” Huffing and puffing, taking one deep breath after the other, his response found itself to be a bit delayed. But no matter how tired he was, how much energy it took to realize himself in this world, he would always do it for you, in less than a heartbeat. His gloved hands took yours, holding them gently while running his thumb over your fingers.

“You know one of us always comes when you call. I’ll take off the vest and boots real quick and then we’ll talk, yeah?” Even through his gloves, even in spite of him being but a “fictional character”, you couldn’t help but feel some warmth for the first time that day. But much like the moon would leave the world in complete darkness, Kyle’s hands left yours, leaving the comfortable feeling to wane into the night.

“Not been doing too well as of late, hm?” Kyle was a grown man, an adult, but you still wanted to help him undress a bit, if just to feel that bit of warmth again. However, he was much quicker than you could ever be, having done this a surprising amount of times considering he could just snap his fingers and wear any outfit.

“Is it that obvious? I mean, you’re definitely right, but I was hoping I wouldn’t worry you guys too much with my mental state. Sorry about that.” And thus, the vest was off, the gloves and the boots being next. There was some sort of grace, despite him rushing to take off the excess clothes.

Kyle turned to you as he untied his boots. “Don’t apologize for those things, love. We’re always worried about you, but not always sure when you want us to be with you and when you’d rather be left alone. You’re helping us figure things out too by explicitly asking for us, you know?” At last, he took off his silly little cap, leaving it hanging on the coatrack in your antechamber. “Come on, let’s sit down on the couch again. You can tell me everything from the beginning.” He wrapped his arm around your shoulder, leading you to the couch while holding you close.

Once the two of you sat on the comfortable fabric, you leaned into him, wrapping your arms around his waist to be just that tiny bit closer. “I don’t even know what’s wrong with me again tonight. Things used to be so good up until not too long ago, and now I’m back to being this pathetic, miserable piece of shit that I was before. Nothing’s going right for me anymore, I feel like I might as well just jump off the nearest roof to do everyone a favor. I don’t have anyone but you guys in my life, and I hate bothering you like this. Kyle, I’m sorry, again. If you have anything better to do, if you wanna play poker with the lads, then you can. I know you came all this way here, but you really don’t have to bother with me if you don’t want to.”

Pulling you closer to him, Kyle pressed his lips to your temple, leaving them there for a few seconds. Your mind was hazy, fuzzy with attempts of remembering when the last time you found yourself in a situation like this was. Despite not usually being the warmest person, Kyle was comfortable in this moment. Warm, alive, pleasant. He was willing to give you more hope, giving up whatever it was he was doing just to help you, bestowing upon you the warmth of a warm spring day, like the sun. And yet, whenever you looked at him, radiant him who, more so than anyone else, deserved a halo around his head, much like the moon, you couldn’t look away. His scent was reminiscent of metal due to various reasons. Even when he wasn’t trying he was much like the stars in the vast and endless universe. If you could have, you would have merged with him, dancing a dance of death and destruction that would kill both of you, but bring to life something much bigger than the two of you could have been otherwise. Circling each other like stars, drawing ever closer, until the final kiss that would leave your surroundings in awe. But for the time being, leaning into him, being in his arms until the sadness would grow sick and tired of you, leaving you for a few days before oh so nefariously finding new ways of tormenting you, was enough. It was all you could achieve.

“We love you, I hope you know that. If something were to happen to you we’d find new ways of getting to you as quickly as possible. We want to see you thrive, happy and well. Just because I could have played poker against Soap and lost doesn’t mean I won’t kill death himself just so I could see you. Whatever it is you need, I’ll give it to you somehow. We all would. Don’t you ever worry about “bothering” us again, alright?” His voice was laced with honey, its treacly sound drawing you in further and further. Kyle was a deadly man, if he wanted to, he could kill you as you were, you wouldn’t be able to defend yourself against him no matter how much you thrashed and tried to get away from him. But even if he was as vile a man as you sometimes hoped he was, his sweet kisses, the ambrosia that gave you life in these barren wastelands, would always bring you back to him. He was kind, he was amazing. “You wanna watch a movie tonight? Or maybe just cuddle? I’m down for anything, you know.”

“I just feel like cuddling tonight. I don’t wanna see any more people, I’m so tired of them by now.”

And without any hesitation, Kyle got into a more comfortable position. With a kiss to your cheek, he pulled you down on top of him so you could rest your head on his chest. His heart was beating, how nice. Maybe one day you could think the same about yours. It was pleasant. One arm holding you close to him, the other one running up and down your body, making sure every inch of you felt loved and cared for, no matter what. A few moments like this were spent in silence. Neither you nor Kyle uttered a single word, simply content in each other’s presence for the time being. For a moment you wondered if your hearts would beat in synchronicity at some point. A few more moments passed, with Kyle slowly mellowing out the depression, replacing it with a neutral, content feeling over time.

“Wanna play a game, love?”

Your eyes were closed, reveling in Kyle’s being instead of your miserable thoughts, but you agreed nevertheless, humming to him.

“Alright, I want you to guess who said the following things: What’s a Japanese cannibal’s favorite food? Rawmen.”

“Ghost.”

“Wrong.”

“What? Who else would tell awful jokes of that caliber if not Simon?”

“Soap at gunpoint.”

“On one hand, I want you to elaborate so bad, I need to know what in the world could have prompted this since Soap isn’t the biggest fan of Ghost’s jokes either. But on the other hand I don’t want to know what you rambunctious boys are up to these days either.”

“Your loss.” Kyle adjusted himself a bit, moving you a little bit closer to him so he has easier access to your head for maximum kissing efficiency. “Next one’s some dialogue between two people: “How long is your dick?”, “Seven.”, “Inches or centimeters?”, “Seven.” Who could have said that?”

A smile spread across your face upon hearing this conversation. “That’s such a guy thing to say, all of this. It doesn’t surprise me in the slightest that you heard something like that at work. Realistically speaking, Ghost wouldn’t say that, and he’d also chop someone’s dick off upon being asked that. So I’m guessing Johnny asked and you responded? Because, while John is tired enough to answer, I think he’d also give Johnny hell for asking something like that.”

“Johnny is correct, the guy answering was John, actually.”

“Oh my god, I hate how I can actually see their faces during that conversation right now. Johnny is such a smart guy, but he just sometimes says the dumbest things, doesn’t he?” You couldn’t help but laugh this time. Poor John. But then again, he’s likely been asked dumber questions by people who are not affiliated with him the way Johnny is. “Another one, please!”

He did it, he received the greatest good in either of the two worlds: The laughter of one of his loved ones. Kyle succeeded, but by no means was he going to let you down. After all, he heard stuff like this on the daily, more than happy to tell you of the shenanigans him and the lads were up to. “Of course, here we go: “What purpose do wasps even serve?” “What purpose do you even serve?”

“It’s always Johnny, isn’t it? Johnny and I feel like it could have been any of you. Maybe not John, except when he’s tired and grumpy again. Was it you or Ghost who told Johnny to shut up this time?”

“I asked and Ghost responded.”

“Kyle, I love you so much, Thank you for sharing this nonsense among you and your comrades. Please continue!”

“Anything for you. So, here goes…”

#cod #cod x reader #kyle gaz garrick #kyle gaz garrick x reader #gaz x reader #sorry if this is bad Shrimp I really tried #I had time for once today so I thought I'd give it a shot #this is actually the second story I've written because I was not at all satisfied with the first wip #so I simply scrapped the first one and started anew

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itssweetiedarling · 5 months

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Last Minute

First day of @12daysofchristmas

Day 1 - "I know it's winter, but you don't have to act so cold!"

Fandom: Hogwarts Legacy

Characters: Sebastian Sallow/Delilah Reeves (OC)

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1025

I rush through Hogsmeade, making sure not to crinkle my list of Christmas gifts. Let’s see, I got the astronomy kit for Amit that he has been pestering me for months about, next on the list is Poppy. I looked at her name on the list and what I wrote down to get her, but the snow made the paper wet. My ink smeared all over the paper.

Panicking, I try to salvage the list by carefully blotting it with my sleeve, but the damage is done. The ink has smudged, making the words unreadable. I mutter a string of frustrated words under my breath, hoping I can still decipher enough to get Poppy the perfect gift. I glance around Hogsmeade, searching for inspiration among the quaint shops adorned with festive decorations.

Sebastian peers over my shoulder, catching a glimpse of the ruined list. "Having a bit of trouble there, are we?"

That is when someone bumps into my shoulder. My bags fall to the ground. Today really isn’t going well.

I turn to see the culprit and see my friend, Sebastian Sallow, “Oops didn’t see you there!” He picks up my bags for me, handing them back.

“Sure, sure.” I roll my eyes at him, looking back at my miserable list.

"More than a bit," I reply, sighing in frustration. "The ink's smudged, and I can barely make out what I had planned to get for Poppy…or really anyone else on the list. It took me forever to get the list together and I don’t have time to do it again, I have to finish my shopping today. ”

Sebastian chuckles, unfazed by my irritation. "Alright, let's turn this around. Who needs a list anyway? We'll go with the flow, trust our instincts, and find the perfect gifts on the fly. It's an adventure!"

Sebastian rubs his chin, pretending to contemplate the gravity of the situation. "Well, you are shopping on the last weekend before Christmas.”

“I’m aware.” I glare, shoving the crumpled list in my pocket.

I give him a skeptical look but the decision is made for me as he walks in front of me. I sigh, correcting my posture and following.

As we stroll past Zonko's Joke Shop, a glint in Sebastian's eye grows more pronounced. "For Garreth, how about a set of pranking supplies? You know he loves a good laugh."

I consider the idea, and a smile creeps onto my face. "Actually, that's not a bad idea. You’re good at this. Maybe you should give gifts more often.”

He scoffs, this time rolling his eyes at me.

I can't help but laugh at Sebastian's antics, realizing that maybe this spontaneous approach to gift shopping is exactly what I needed to lighten the mood. "Alright, let's grab some of those. A bit of whimsy never hurt anyone."

We enter Zonko's Joke Shop, exploring the aisles filled with colorful and amusing items. Sebastian samples a random candy from a table, and he makes an elephant sound right in my face. I walk back, startled.

He chuckles, “Oh ho! I might need to get some of these for myself!” He picks up a carton of the candy.

We continue perusing the shelves, finding an assortment of pranking supplies that are sure to amuse Garreth. The store is filled with laughter and the sounds of magical sounds going off randomly.

As we leave Zonko's, Sebastian seems particularly pleased with his newfound candy. "I've just upgraded my joke arsenal! Now, who's next on the list?"

"Poppy," I remind him, glancing at my now-useless list. However, with Sebastian leading the way, we don't seem to need it anymore.

Our wandering takes us past the Magical Menagerie, where Sebastian spots a display of fluttering Bowtruckles. "What about a Bowtruckle? They're adorable and quite the magical companions. Poppy would love one!"

I agree, and after consulting with the knowledgeable shopkeeper, we selected a lively Bowtruckle with vibrant green coloring. Sebastian insists we name it Twiggy, claiming it's the perfect moniker for such a creature. However, I insist that Poppy name it.

With our new friend safely secured in a charmed cage, we continue our spontaneous shopping spree. Sebastian leans into me, “You don’t have to go through the hassle of getting me a gift, just bring me out for a butterbeer one of these days.”

Sebastian grins mischievously. "Well, a butterbeer is a good start, but if you find something that screams 'Sebastian,' I won't complain."

“Oh, you thought I was getting you something?”

“Hey! I know it’s winter, but you don’t have to act so cold!”

I chuckle, lightly pushing him. “Okay, is that really all you want?"

I roll my eyes at his playful banter, secretly glad that he's not making things too complicated. As we continue our shopping adventure, we come across Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop. The store is filled with the aroma of parchment and ink.

"Only the finest for the aspiring author," he replies, grinning.

Sebastian nudges me. He holds a green and blue quill, handing it to me. He clears his throat, putting on a thick fancy accent, “For you, my lady.”

I take the quill with a chuckle, playing along with Sebastian's theatrics. "Why, kind sir, you've truly outdone yourself with this splendid gift!" I curtsy exaggeratedly, earning a laugh from Sebastian. I put it back on the shelf swiftly.

With our gifts in hand, we decide to make our way to the Three Broomsticks for a well-deserved break. The snowfall has intensified, creating a magical atmosphere as we enter the warm and bustling tavern.

Sebastian finds us a cozy corner, and we settle in with our drinks. As we clink our butterbeer mugs, I can't help but appreciate the unexpected turn of events. Despite the initial chaos, this spontaneous shopping spree has turned out to be a memorable experience.

"Cheers to last-minute adventures and finding the perfect gifts on the fly!" Sebastian exclaims, raising his mug.

"Cheers!" I echo, and we both take a sip, savoring the sweet and frothy flavor of the butterbeer.

"Thanks for helping me out today," I say, genuinely appreciative.

Sebastian grins, "Anytime! Who needs lists anyway?”

i) I do not own gifs used in this fic, as well as any characters besides Delilah Reeves.

#12daysofchristmas2023 #Hogwarts Legacy #hogwarts legacy sebastian #hogwarts legacy fanfic #hogwarts legacy fandom #hogwart legacy fanfiction #hogwarts legacy christmas #christmas fanfiction #christmas fanfic #sebastian sallow and oc #sebastian sallow and mc

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mysticdragon3md3 · 10 months

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Everyday I lament that there are still no Nendoroids for Fire Emblem Three Houses, even 4 years after its release.

And maybe I just want to vent conspiracy theories, but I blame Figma Edelgard. Good Smile likes to do this thing where they test out the waters of a fandom. If the first figures for a series sells well, they'll make more. That's how we got so many Touken Ranbu Nendoroids, more male figures, Orange Rouge, Jujutsu Kaisen Nendoroids, and likely all the Vtuber Nendoroids/Figma. We pestered Good Smile for male figures, male Nendoroid accessories, and male figures in general so much, that within a couple months, they had announced the Orange Rouge line, dedicated to male figures, with a mission statement citing "the demand for more male figures". Yuji Itadori's Nendoroid sold out preorders so fast, they had to open a second preorder, before his first preorders even shipped out! Those Vtuber figures sold out so fast, it was all over the comments section of every preorder announcement posts. If the first few figures for a franchise sell well, THEN Good Smile will consider making more Nendoroids/Figma for that series.

Figma Edelgard was Good Smile's first FE3H articulated figure, and Figma usually go hand in hand with Nendoroids. I'm sure that if Figma Edelgard had sold well, then we would have had a whole set of FE3H Figma. And if those sold well, then we'd have a whole set of FE3H Nendoroids. But we don't have any FE3H Nendoroids or Figma. All this points to Figma Edelgard not selling well.

I can see how Good Smile would have wanted to choose Edelgard for their first FE3H Figma. Intelligent Systems mentioned during interviews that early polls into the FE3H fandom showed that Edelgard's house was the most chosen. They even then commented that that seemed natural, since she was the only female lord of the 3 major House leaders to choose. And I'm sure Good Smile, still crawling out of their reputation of focusing on pretty girl figures, heard that and thought Edelgard would be the safe bet. They all thought the house lord most like waifu bait would sell well.

Or maybe Intelligent Systems told Good Smile that Edelgard was their primary focus character, and that's why she should get a Figma, even before the player avatar, Byleth. It's not a concrete theory, but the fact that Edelgard's route was probably the first to spinoff from FE3H's first written route of Silver Snow, the fact that FE3H's opening theme song seems to have lyrics that could be from Edelgard's (or Rhea's) perspective, and the fact that Intelligent Systems said they wanted FE3H to be a story about no one being fully righteous nor without flaws, and Edelgard's route seems like giving an audience a front-row seat to a tragedy with a villain-protagonist---all these seem to point to Edelgard as the intended focus character.

Why shouldn't she have been the best bet for the first FE3H Figma? First of all, FE3H is a game where 3 of the 4 story routes have Edelgard as the antagonist. Some fans see her as a straight up villain. If we assume the FE3H fandom is equally split between fans of different Houses/routes, then the mere setup of FE3H guarantees that 3/4 of the FE3H fandom would not want to buy an Edelgard figure. Most FE3H fans pick a favorite House or favorite lord, and tend to care less for the others. And for the 3/4 of the fandom that prefer routes/lords other than Edelgard, a good portion may actually actively dislike her, while other fans don't consider her their favorite enough to justify spending $70-$90 on her Figma. And that's not to mention the Black Eagles route fans / Edelgard fans who simply don't want to spend that much money on a figure, especially of her Academy version (I've learned lots of Edelgard fans prefer her post timeskip outfit) or are not figure collectors at all. But the most fundamental problem in choosing Edelgard as the first FE3H Figma, is that guarantees that 3/4 of the FE3H fandom either doesn't like her or doesn't like her enough to spend on her Figma. She was never going to sell well.

Honestly, if Good Smile wanted to make good sales on FE3H Figma, the safe bet would have been Byleth. Byleth is the player's avatar and people who played FE3H have an intrinsic, subconscious attachment to Byleth. Plus, Byleth is a character for whose side you are always on, regardless of route preference.

And if I'm being even more honest, I think post timeskip Dimitri would have also been a safe bet. People LOVE post timeskip Dimitri. As someone once posted, there are certain fictional characters that internet artists draw like they're a Renaissance painter commissioned to put murals on a church, and Dimitri was on that list of characters. Dimitri isn't even my favorite FE3H lord, and even I would spend $70-$90 on a Figma of him. He is very agreeable. Also, he's not the villain of 3 out of 4 routes! He's the villain of Edelgard's route, the protagonist perspective of his own route, and though an antagonist of Claude's route at Gronder, he feels less of an enemy than the Empire at Gronder. I can't remember Silver Snow well, but wasn't he an ally to the player's perspective? So if Dimitri is the villain of only 1 or 2 of the 4 routes, then he has a much better chance of not being disliked by most of the FE3H fandom. The people who despise him as the villain of Crimson Flower, are only 1/4 of the FE3H fanbase (again, if we assume an equal split among people's favorite lords/houses/routes). And fans of Claude's Golden Deer route have no real reason to hate him, are on board with Claude's attempts to call a truce with him, and if they've seen the Azure Moon route, even see Dimitri as an ally to Claude. In the same way Edelgard would be expected to be disliked by most FE3H fans, because of the fundamental structure of FE3H, it would be expected for Dimitri to be liked by most FE3H fans. And that equates more figure sales likely with Dimitri, than with Edelgard.

It's such a fundamental blunder, I don't blame Good Smile for seeming to choose their next FE3H figures by following Fire Emblem Heroes' recent popularity polls. I'm sure they were blindsided by the presumed low sales resulting from Figma Edelgard, and wanted more solid proof of which characters were popular enough to sell figures. Fire Emblem Heroes' polls are frequent, up to date, and thus a pretty active guage of the fanbase. This is why Good Smile's FE3H Pop Up Parades seemed to be random, in terms of character roles. Instead of choosing to make Pop Up Parades of the 3 House Leaders plus their loyal retainers, or plus their rivals, which would have made clearer sense, they instead chose to accompany the House Leaders with the other most popular characters from each house. This is how we got Pop Up Parades of Felix, Bernadetta, and Lysithea, even though their roles within each House have nothing in common. The only thing they have in common is being popular characters. And as someone pointed out, they are also the popular characters who made high rankings on a Fire Emblem Heroes popularity poll around the time of their figure announcements.

So I blame Figma Edelgard. She was doomed to have low sales, and discourage Good Smile from believing FE3H Figma/Nendoroid would be profitable or worth making. I don't know what else we can do to convince Good Smile that FE3H is popular enough to sell Nendoroids and Figma. I tried to spread around the official Good Smile figure request form, but it's not working, like it did in the Persona 5 fandom, for even the LEAST popular character (at the time). It leaves me with a sense that the FE3H fandom is too fractured and divided to come together to advocate for any one thing, even Nendoroids of our favorite House Lords.

Right now, Fire Emblem is getting the most sales from Good Smile's static scale figures. (The $250+ figures, not the $40 Pop Up Parades.) I don't have any sales figures to prove that, but Good Smile announced so many Fire Emblem static scales in the past few months. There's no way they would take the chance and expense to make all those high-end figures, unless they were confident they would sell. Maybe past Fire Emblem static scales have had good sale numbers. And Good Smile does love to chase a sales trend.

I really was hoping that the FE3H Pop Up Parades would sell so well, that it would encourage Good Smile to make even more FE3H figures, then hopefully Nendoroids. But it's been all quiet on Good Smile's end. They would have announced more FE3H figures by now, if the FE3H figures so far, had proved profitable for Good Smile. They've already had many figure events since those Pop Up Parades, and still no announcements for more FE3H figures. Maybe those FE3H Pop Up Parades all sold badly, for all I know. It would be the most likely assumption. But I keep waiting for the next WonHobby, the next WonFes, the next WonHobbyGallery, or Anime Expo, for Good Smile to announce that "Oh hey, those FE3H Pop Up Parades did sell well and prove that FE3H figures would be worth making, and here's our lineup for those plans!". But I've been fooling myself, because more FE3H figures never get announced. ;_;

Figure collectors constantly complain that Good Smiles makes figure announcements so far in advance, or their production schedule gets subsumed by more popular series taking priority away from figures that were announced ages ago, and then we're just waiting and waiting for those old figure announcements to finally get some progress. But at least you guys know that there are definite plans to make figures for those characters/series! Before the FE3H Pop Up Parades, there were literally NO FIGURES for Claude and Dimitri. They didn't even have gachapon! I have gachapon for freaking Claymore! And considering how popular everyone said FE3H was, enough to bring lots of new people (including myself) into general Fire Emblem fandom, it just boggles my mind that FE3H doesn't have more figures. What the hell… x_x;

Tangent addendum. During Anime Expo 2023 at the beginning of this month, the only FE3H Pop Up Parade that Good Smile's booth offered for sale was Dimitri. Now for this coming week's San Diego Comic Con, the only FE3H Pop Up Parade offered at Good Smile's booth is Edelgard. It'll be interesting to see what the results of those sales will prove to Good Smile Company. I hope it shows that Dimitri would sell better, because right now, Good Smile is wondering why Figma Edelgard didn't sell well, when everyone said FE3H was popular, and must be thinking all those reports of FE3H being popular must be mistaken. Then they gave FE3H a second chance with those sets of Pop Up Parades, since they're cheap and fast to produce. But maybe the FE3H Pop Up Parade sales weren't enough to motivate them to announce more FE3H figures. Whatever the case, it discredits the popularity of FE3H and makes producing figures for FE3H seem not worthwhile. If the only problem in sales is the choice of Edelgard, then when Good Smile sees other characters selling well, they could call Edelgard's low sales a fluke, and would be incentivised to make more FE3H figures.

I just want more FE3H figures…A Nendoroid of Claude von Riegan…I've been waiting for 4 years. I have so many Nendoroids from obscure anime… Why can't we get some Fire Emblem Three Houses Nendoroids, huh???? …Ok. I'm done venting.

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(any OC you want) ☀️, 🍂, 🏞️, 💎, ☁️

This has been sitting in my box for so long because I'm just really bad at answering things and I'm sorry but also thank you for the ask friend, I really appreciate it!

I only really have my Star Wars OC that I've posted about here, so I'm going to go ahead and ramble about Sas for a hot minute

☀️ What makes your OC genuinely happy? A person, an item, their hobby? Where is the place they’re happiest, or most at home? What is the happiest they’ve ever been?

Sas is very much a people person and she just likes to be in the general proximity of the people she loves. Yes she likes to go out and do things with them, like getting food, going to 79's and tearing it up, occasionally accidentally looking for trouble. It can be a quiet night in, or a night on Coruscant hopping from club to club, she cares about the people that go with her and want her around. I think the happiest moment she's ever had though was at her sister's wedding. I mean of course her sister was getting married to a clone named Wingman, and that was sort of an unofficial secret- but they had a huge party for Crix and Wingman, Padme loaned Sas a dress so she got to pretend to be pampered and high class for a short time, but she got to see her little sister start to build a life for herself outside the war. She and Wingman had a plan already for when it was over. Its a little melancholy but Sas got to see her sister do something, she herself never thought she would get to have. She liked seeing Anakin and Padme sorta dance around trying not to dance with each other, she got to see her family again after months of being apart, she laughed at Ahsoka and a few of the clones in Wingman's squad try to steal some cake, Obi-Wan may or may not have given her dance once or twice before they went to pester Cody while he was actually succeeding in stealing cake before it was time. For a moment she forgot they were supposed to be at war, that she had people on Zolan depending on her to send supplies and credits home. She and her sister got to just exist and enjoy the moment.

🍂 What are their opinions on the different seasons? Which one do they hate and which one do they love and why?

This is a hard one, if only because theres not a whole lot on the climate and weather for Zolan on wookiepedia other than its an arid planet and theres only one livable continent because the rest is like radioactive or something. So I'm gonna call it and say that the planet has like seasons of Hot, Less Hot, Acid Rain, and Solar flair. I don't know. Anyways out of those seasons, Sas likes Hot and Less Hot- because Acid Rain fucks up her ship among other things, and Solar flair makes majority of her home planet unlivable. She lived on Pantora for a short while in her childhood, so has known 4 seasons, its just that she was so little its all just kind of a vague blurr. The first time she really experienced winter and snow was on one of Pantora's moons and she of course did not have her own equipment for that and thought that being half Pantoran would have liked made her durable for the cold- It did not. She was VERY COLD, and the coat she had to borrow was a bit too big so her hands kept getting eaten by the sleeves. She decided that she only likes the cold because she stole everyone's coats after the mission and buried herself in them for a long while to get comfortable again. Then she saw a spring on Naboo and girl was in love with it. Just the way everything seemed so alive and thriving-

🏞️ If your OC could travel to anywhere in their world where would they go? Why? If they could live there would they?

Sas travels A LOT, she's seen a lot of planets, the one she saw under the worst circumstances ironically was the one she thought was the most beautiful. The one time she made it to Raxus was because her people were entering talks with Count Dooku about joining the Separatist and seeking his help in gaining more agency on their planet. She was told multiple times not to go, that the invitation for her to speak on behalf of the republic, since she was serving in its army, was a trap and still went anyways. She really wasn't there long, but even running for her life through Raxulon square and then the woods, left a good impression on her. Aside from the sith lord having all its leaders (including her own) duped, the planet seemed quiet, peaceful even. Whether or not she would live there is a bit of a heavy question, but she would have liked to go back while under disguise.

💎 Does your OC collect anything? Is there a reason? When did they start and is it beginning to turn into a little bit of a hoarding issue? What do they do with their collection?

Sas doesn't really have room to collect things while living out of her ship. Its just not really practical, and having a lot of a type of thing makes her feel anxious- she struggles to let herself have nice things to say the least. The one thing she probably does collect, and its not really her collection, she just finds interesting ones to take to her sister, are plants. Crix has like different little space succulents from each of the planets they've visited. Sometimes she plants and grows others to give to friends or family, or especially in Sas' case "add some life to her ship" it helps, but once she's in the clone wars, she's not around to take care of them like she normally would and that really upsets her after awhile.

☁️ What’s something your OC wishes they could forget? Why is this? Or, what is something that your OC has forgotten? (or do both!)

Sometimes she wishes she could forget meeting Hondo. He's given her nicknames she's not fond of. But working with Hondo has also accidentally been really helpful in too many situations. She has complicated feelings about the pirate, its not so much that she wishes she could forget him, more like she wishes HE and everyone around her would forget the nickname he gave her when they first met.

Like always I rambled for waaaay longer than I probably should have, but I hope you enjoy reading about Sas- but heres the whole ask list if you want to do this yourself!

#OC asks #This has been sitting for so long I'm sorry it takes me so long!#Thanks again for the asks though!

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