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unxpctedlygreat · 1 year
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Rotating some blorbos...
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happy10thousandyears · 2 months
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Ambrose draws his fingers through Rodrigue’s hair. He curls them against the nape of his neck, lightly. With the leverage of that slight pressure, he tips back Rodrigue’s head, until their eyes meet.
“My old friend.” The irony is so heavy in Ambrose’s throat, Rodrigue wonders how he doesn’t choke on it. “You have to ask for what you want.”
the windmills of your mind by mareza
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alora-thetotd · 2 years
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certified dilfs: Rodrigue, Jeralt, and Seteth
whyisjeraltsohardtodraw???
i had way too much fun with this mwahaha
should i make a certified milfs????
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fe-fictions · 6 months
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I have an idea (although this may be an AU 😅); Byleth is pregnant, Felix is beyond happy and tries to help her when he can. He is extremely jelly his father is even more gentle and seems to know a thing or two (cuz you know, he had two kids xD), until Byleth confronts Felix and tells him that they are all a family
(So I did make it more fluffy than confrontational haha!!)
He was glad that his father was still present, and was thrilled when you revealed you were two months pregnant with your firstborn. Felix was overjoyed, even if his facial expressions rarely showed it. 
Despite that, you knew full well how absolutely thrilled he was. He’d wanted to be a father since before you were married, as it was a topic you discussed quite often. 
The only problem was that he didn’t feel like he was particularly good at it. The baby wasn’t even born yet but he had few ideas of how best he could help you, and worse yet, he was awkward and insecure about trying to find the best methods to care for his expecting wife.
His father, however, seemed utterly natural at it. Having sired two sons himself, Rodrigue was exceedingly capable at providing you with assistance and recommendations on how to make the pregnancy go smoothly. Felix would watch, jealous, as you tittered away happily with the head Fraldarius, enjoying his company more than himself.
Though to admit he was jealous of his father was simply out of the question. He would never do such an embarrassing thing. Rather he would seethe in the background, just as he was doing today.
The Archbishop was enjoying a rare moment of respite, taking a walk through the monastery gardens with her husband and father-in-law. It didn’t take long for the walk to become more of Felix following behind the two of you, glaring sharply and listening intently while you discussed the latest happenings of your pregnancy.
“I fear the swelling has already begun, Rodrigue.” You sounded so tired, which was somewhat upsetting to your husband. “It’s hard to keep focus in meetings when it feels as though my feet will burst from these slippers.”
“They’re not what you usually wear, are they?” His father replied, as gentle and introspective as always. “They seem to be a different pair than what I recall seeing the Archbishop in.”
“They are- Felix bought them for me recently to help with the discomfort.” You nodded back to your husband, flashing him a small smile. “But I fear I’ve outgrown them already; why must they be so uncomfortable?”
“I can assure you, though it may feel akin to your body growing exponentially, it’s simply the sensation that accompanies the mild swelling. Enclosed shoes tend to be restrictive, despite shoemakers’ best efforts to fashion comfortable slippers for those faced with your situation.”
“What would you recommend, then?” You asked, feeling Felix’s sharp glare somehow intensify on your back. He was embarrassed he made a mistake.
“I recall open-toed sandals were a favorite of Felix’s mother, aprticularly when she was carrying him. Glenn was a little gentler on her body, for whatever reason. But having some sturdy, open faced shoes like that should be a marked improvement.”
“Where do you think I can get-”
“I’ll take care of it,” Felix snapped, drawing both your attentions forward. He  flushed slightly, glancing away “I mean, you’re pregnant. You don’t need to go into town. I’ll get them for you, so just tell me what kind of shoes you want.”
“You know I’m not picky,” You started, until you recognized the angry glimmer all but begging you to help him out for a second.
You stifled a laugh. 
“I’ll think up some ideas for sandals, then.”
The rest of the walk was somewhat pleasant although you did share a knowing smile with your father-in-law, feeling Felix pouting behind you.
He was already overprotective, but he wasn’t sure what to think about his father jumping in and giving you some much needed advice.Mostly because he felt like it shouldn’t be coming from Rodrigue at all, but that it was knowledge he didn’t have any experience with at all. 
And he definitely hated that.
“If I may be candid, I’m afraid that’s not the only thing that’s been causing me discomfort.” You continued, earning Felix’s immediate attention.
“Of course, Byleth. I can assure you that there is nothing to be ashamed of, asking for assistance with your pregnancy. And I am certain it won’t be anything I haven’t dealt with, before.”
“All right, well…I have been dealing with some swelling and discomfort in my breasts, too.”
Felix nearly face planted into the path when you said that to his father.
Dear gods, you were telling his father that your breasts were-
“Not to worry. When she entered the second trimester with Glenn, we discovered that she had severe discomfort and pain for several days while we waited for the doctor to come to our home. Thankfully we were given plenty of helpful advice.”
“Father, please!” Felix cut in, all but throwing himself between his wife and guardian, his face alight with an agitated blush. “We can consult with a midwife- the last thing I want to hear is you giving my wife advice about her-”
“We don’t have to summon him and wait days for him to make it up the mountain, Felix.” You cut him off gently, not understanding what he was so upset about (because why would you?). “Please, Rodrigue, continue.”
“Very well,” He laughed, “There are a few surefire methods to easing your pain. I recall purchasing a number of braziers that did not have wiring or lace; the feel of them can cause discomfort at this stage of pregnancy. Something with cotton, or something more firm that can provide better support.”
“Excellent, that’s more than enough-”
“I would also recommend some more loose clothing; I’m certain Seteth would be glad to arrange for a new wardrobe for the expectant Archbishop. And if those things do not help enough, a cold compress rested on your chest will be quite effective- and, ironically, if the cold doesn’t help, a warm bath should be able to help instead!”
“That’s all excellent advice.” You beamed at him, looking far more relieved than before. Felix stared at you, in utter disbelief. “I wish I had written it down…but it shouldn’t be hard to remember.”
“I’ll take care of it,” Felix snapped, “But I think this conversation is over. Byleth, we should go.”
“Oh, but I wanted to ask him about my cervi-”
“We’re leaving!!”
He grabbed your wrist, tugging you away from Rodrigue and all but storming down the path, leaving the man in the dust.
Rodrigue watched after his flustered son with a fond smile; that boy could get so worked up over the smallest things, even all these years later.
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You allowed him to pull you along for a few minutes, at least until you were halfway up the stairs and headed back to your bedroom.
“Felix?”
He didn’t answer, jaw clenched tight as he marched up the stairs.
“Felix, please slow down. My feet are…”
When you trailed off he paused, shoulders stiff as though he suddenly remembered the state of you. He turned around, checking you over and feeling a pang of guilt when he saw you were panting, clearly uncomfortable.
“Oh. Right. Sorry.” He stopped, kneeling in front of you. He took your foot in his hands, carefully slipping the shoe from your heel and tucking it into his pocket. You watched as he switched to the other foot, working methodically and very, very carefully so as not to press on your feet and hurt them further.
“Thank you,” Your whisper was met with a bashful nod.
“Let me carry you the rest of the way.” He lifted you to his chest, very gently so as not to risk harming you any further. The sigh of relief that escaped was quite involuntary, but it did make him feel a little better knowing he was helping.
He kicked the door shut behind him, lowering you onto the bed. He made sure you were comfortable before he relinquished his hold.
“Is there anything else you need? Are you feeling hungry, or tired?”
“A bit of both, but also…do you think you could get me a cold compress, like your father mentioned?””
Felix hesitated some, his lips drawn into a thin line. “You sure you want that?”
“It sounded promising. And my breasts are more uncomfortable after that walk…I must not have as supportive undergarments as I thought.”
“Y-yeah, well, it’s not like we can just take his word for it, I mean what does he know?”
“He raised two children, of which you are one.”
“That was over two decades ago! His information is outdated, at best. We can’t trust a thing he says! Just let me call a midwife in, and while we wait I can draw a warm bath for you.”
“Felix…what’s on your mind?” You leaned back into the pillows, eying your husband warily. He was clearly upset, as he had been since the garden walk.
His shoulders fell some, and he looked away, clearly indicating that he was indeed troubled.
“It’s nothing. I’m just…I’m just being stupid.”
“Well it’s not ‘nothing’ if you’re bothered by it.” You held out your hand, gesturing for him to come back to your side. “Tell me what you’re worried about.”
With a soft sigh, he returned to your side and took your hand, holding it awkwardly. He sank down onto the bedside, earning a squeeze of his fingers.
“Out with it.”
“I…didn’t like Father talking to you. A-about that stuff.”
“Why?” 
“Because it made me feel frustrated. Like I- like I should know those things! I’m the one who’s expecting a baby. I feel like it’s not his place to talk about things like that, especially not with you! If he really wanted to help, he could at least save us both embarrassment and just talk to me directly.”
You covered his hand with both of yours, smiling softly at your agitated little panther. “Felix…there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. We are both  new to this. You’d think I would know how to remedy these things, since it’s happening in my body, you know?”
“That’s ridiculous- you’ve never been pregnant before, so how are you supposed to just know how to- …oh.”
He cut himself off when he caught your smile, just slightly more smug than usual. 
“You’re going to be a father for the first time. Nobody expects you to know everything, and I wouldn’t put that pressure on you, either. I don’t want you to get frustrated because you might be unsure. We’re learning together, Felix.”
“I…I suppose.” He huffed, “But…even you have to admit that asking my father about your breasts is incredibly odd.”
The laugh that escaped was bright, enhanced when he shot an embarrassed glare at you. “If it really bothers you, I can ask for a midwife’s help. But you’re going to have to let me consult with him when there isn’t one nearby.”
“Or you can just write down the questions and I’ll give them to him.”
“Or, you know…I can have a little time with my father-in-law and ask him questions directly.” You cupped his face in your hands when his frown deepened, drawing him into your sweet gaze. “But I will reserve more delicate questions for the midwife so you’re more comfortable. Is that reasonable?”
He tilted to kiss your palm, “That is reasonable.”
“Good. Now if you don’t mind, I could really use that cold compress because I’m incredibly sore.”
“Yeah.” He stood, planting a kiss on your forehead before letting you go. “I’ll be quick.”
“Thank you, my love.”
Felix would indeed make quick work to get the cold compress, which did wonders for your soreness. It did give Felix a reason to reach out to his father for a few more tips and tricks, and a bashful apology to his father for being so flustered when he was helpful.
At least, until you received the letter stating the midwife had been called to a sudden birth on the other side of the mountain and would likely be gone until right before your delivery…
Rodrigue being your temporary long-term consultant was a delightful surprise to you, though Felix had to work hard to suppress how mortified he felt. Luckily he was easy to placate; nothing plenty of kisses and letting him put his head in your lap and mope couldn’t fix.
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lanternsedge · 6 months
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Inktober Day 30, Rodrigue
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dimiclaudeblaigan · 1 year
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Something that SEEERIOUSLY isn’t talked about enough among Rodrigue fans is how Rodrigue (almost? or generally) always refers to Dimitri as “Your/His Highness” except in the moment that Dimitri’s life was at risk right in front of Rodrigue and Rodrigue shielded him with his own body.
Rodrigue is always respectful and aware of their stations, but none of that matters when Dimitri is almost killed. Rodrigue reacts emotionally without station in mind, forgetting to refer to him in an “appropriate” manner and reacting instead in a more intimate manner (i.e. using a person’s name instead of their title).
Most people wouldn’t dare to refer to their prince by their first name, but Rodrigue forgets all that the moment Dimtiri is in danger. He follows up that familial intimacy by calling Dimitri “my boy”. In a way it’s like Rodrigue's formalities are just forced expectations that are ingrained into him, because his actual instinct is to refer to Dimitri in a familial way. If he doesn’t have time to think about what he’s saying, it will be Dimitri’s name that he uses because that’s how he truly thinks of Dimitri.
He doesn’t solely view Dimitri as his prince. He views Dimitri as family, and in a setting where royalty exists, it’s so important to the relationship in question when that societal expectation is broken, simply because it tells you exactly what that character thinks of their royalty.
When royalty’s life is in danger, it would even make sense for people to hesitate because if they do anything, they might also be in danger and generally humans instinctually prioritize their own life (even if they do really want to step in to help). That typically is not the case with humans regarding loved ones, where that instinct instead changes to an instinct where they automatically step in to protect people dear to them - especially parents to their children. Parents - not just in humans but in most forms of life (cats, dogs, etc) - are extremely protective of their children and react without a second - even a first - thought, because it’s not a thought at all when they see their children in danger. It’s a base reaction.
Rodrigue wasn’t witnessing his prince being attacked. He was witnessing his son being attacked, and he reacted as a father would - not as a knight, a vassal or anyone under Dimitri’s station and how they would be expected to react to protect him. Dimitri didn’t have to be his blood son for him to react the same way a blood parent would. Dimitri wasn’t born to him but he was Rodrigue’s son all the same and he couldn’t accept his boy being harmed.
I love that his reaction is exactly the same as what Lambert would have done. I love that in that one moment when he didn’t have time to think about his word choice, such important stations meant absolutely nothing to him. I love that what was important to him was Dimitri the person, and not Dimitri the prince. I love that at the very end, he died knowing his boy was safe and alive. I love that, when he starts reusing “Your Highness”, it’s only after the immediate danger has passed and he has time to actually process his word choice again, because it really drives home how quickly and thoughtlessly he reacted to seeing Dimitri in danger when he dropped formalities to use his first name.
He also didn’t tell him to live for the people or live because he was a prince. He wanted Dimitri to remember to live for himself and likely died with the hope that those being his last words would be taken much more heavily and sincerely, and give Dimitri a lot to think about in regard to caring for himself as a person and not just seeing himself as a prince/future king, because Rodrigue also saw him as a person.
Not only did Rodrigue protect his son (which mind you must have been extremely important to him after already losing a son. Can you imagine how devastated he would be to lose another child? This time he saved a son from death, which he was unable to do previously and he wasn’t present to be able to even try), but he gave Dimitri the thing Dimitri desired the most from those he loved: he treated Dimitri like a regular person who needed to live his own life for himself, and in the single most critical moment to Rodrigue, forgot to use titles and formalities and openly expressed his true feelings just by using Dimitri’s name alone.
Dimitri never liked all those stuffy behaviors and titles. He just wanted to be a person. Rodrigue, his family, gave him that at Rodrigue’s very end, explicitly informing Dimitri that was how this man always thought of him just from that one moment of Rodrigue’s feelings slipping through. He was always keeping up appearances, but Dimitri was always just Dimitri to him.
Also, Rodrigue says “please tell me it wasn’t in vain”. Remember, Rodrigue’s son died in vain. Glenn didn’t actually get to protect Dimitri. Earlier, Rodrigue stated that Dimitri’s injuries left him on the verge of death. Glenn didn’t die protecting him. Glenn died in a tragedy. Nothing Glenn did that day that led to his death actually helped Dimitri survive. Dimitri survived because Gilbert found him in time.
Rodrigue knows that and doesn’t want another person dear to Dimitri to die a death that didn’t need to happen. He also doesn’t want it to be in vain because if it was, he would have died being unable to protect his son. Rodrigue “died for what he believed in”, but he died because he thoughtlessly, without hesitation, died to save his son. He believed in Dimitri, but he also believed Dimitri to be his child as much as Glenn and Felix ever were.
Even though Glenn did die in vain, he attempted to die keeping his best friend alive. He believed in his best friend, just like Lambert believed in his son to be able to saved if he ever went astray.
Before Rodrigue dies, he last thoughts are of Lambert, but also his promise to Lambert, which was about Dimtiri.
Rodrigue was always thinking of his family throughout the whole game (literally, he brings up Felix to Byleth regularly and brings up Glenn throughout the story as well), and that extended to Lambert and Dimtiri. At the very last, he literally died like he lived, and that was for his family.
#DCB Comments#Rodrigue#Rodrigue Achille Fraldarius#I just love that Rodrigue wasn't living solely as the right hand of a king#It wasn't about who was in power that he acted like he did for them#If you notice too he never really talks about Rufus as if he simply doesn't care for him either way#Rufus is still part of the royal family but he doesn't get the same treatment from Rodrigue as Lambert and Dimitri#It's not about ''they're my king and prince''. It's not about being in a slightly lesser station than them that he saved Dimitri#For him it was always about family first and his position after even if HE himself didn't realize that#If Rufus was about to die would Rodrigue die for him? Probably not. He may be a royal but if Rodrigue died for him#he couldn't be alive to watch over the people he actually cares about. Say Rufus was about to die but Lambert and Dimitri weren't even there#Here he wouldn't even have a choice to make of ''do I die for Rufus or live for them''. I think he simply just... wouldn't do it#He might /fight/ to keep him alive but I don't think he would shield Rufus with his own body. That line of thinking makes me think#that again it's not about status. It's about who he considers family and who is important to him just like any other person would react#It's bc he loves those two that he behaves the way he does and does what he does for them. I think if he didn't love the people in power#he wouldn't treat them like he does simply bc they're in power. I think he only treats him like he does bc of affection#Like I really think if Rodrigue had to choose between Faerghus or Dimitri and/or Lambert that he'd pick those two over#Faerghus itself bc tbh Rodrigue is really just like anyone else. He has priorities preferences and biases#I ofc think he'd be torn abt it but I think he'd ultimately choose people he sees as family over anything else#i love you rodrigue achille fraldarius
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squeaky-potat · 1 year
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Rodrigue if u would not mind? 🥹
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I send you a kissy Rodrigue ✨
Thank you so much for your support and patience!
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dmclemblems · 2 years
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people before three hopes: rodrigue doesn’t care about his son
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my son
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my son
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thank you for taking such good care of my son
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how fortunate he’s my son all the same I’m glad he has you to look after him
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#Three Houses#Rodrigue#rodrigue calls him ''my son'' at every possible opportunity and i think that is very nice for him#if he truly wanted to distance himself from his own child then he would use his name and not refer to him#as specifically his child bc it would remind him/others that they're father and son#don't know why yuri knows what he knows but u know what it's yuri so i won't question it he just knows shit#but look rodrigue has always wished the best for felix even if felix didn't want anything to do with him#he never stopped trying to be a father to him or have a relationship with him#even with felix being so snappy and rude rodrigue still acknowledged him every chance he got and cared abt him#he's happy that byleth is his teacher bc he feels that he can't get through to felix and he's happy someone is around felix who can#in he can't do it he just wants to know someone else is out there who can care for him in the ways he can't#imo it's always been very clear and obvious that he loves felix and i don't think he was ever a BAD father#ppl just love smacking on that bad dad label without even paying attention to what's going on#it's not even fckn subtext lmfao it's literally right in your face#it's not his fault if felix doesn't want to talk to him and pushes him away. there's only so much he can do about that#he can at least still care about him and appreciate others being there for him#if you have a child who doesn't want to deal with you then as a parent you can still cherish them and see them as your kid#you can still want the best for them and talk about them to others and see how they're doing#no matter how much grief felix would give him anything at all rodrigue was still a parent to him#he didn't just call off being a parent to him bc of felix's feelings. he just dealt with it and continued doing what he could#you don't just stop being a parent bc your kid acts like that. rodrigue certainly didn't stop even in houses
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frickingnerd · 6 months
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going on a blind date with rodrigue
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pairing: rodrigue achille fraldarius x gn!reader
summary: rodrigue's friends set him up on a blind date with you
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nobody knew that you were dating rodrigue, nor did any of his friends knew of you
both of you were aware that due to his status as duke fraldarius he couldn't just date whoever he wanted and that it would be best to keep your relationship a secret for now
however, to everyone else it seemed like rodrigue was single, which was why his friends set him up on a blind date, against his will
no matter how often he told them he wasn't interested, they didn't accept a 'no' until he gave in
though when he showed up at the restaurant, he found none other than you waiting there for him! 
turns out his friends had planned to set him up with you and you had kept quiet, to surprise him
after all, now that the two of you knew that the people close to him approved of you as his partner, the two of you could simply pretend like you fell in love during this blind date
and soon, you wouldn't have to keep your relationship a secret anymore – only how you two really met! 
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legendsoffodlan · 2 years
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A quote dump from my other blog since I’ve been so terrible about posting lately
Rhea: Edelgard! You traitor!
Edelgard: This is the path I must walk. Prepare to die Rhea... but first a word from our sponsors. *turns to face the audience* This War is brought to you by Raid: Shadow Legends-
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Petra: The only thing I am the knowing about the people of Fodlan is that they are loving cheese and are afraid of curses.
Dimitri: But cheese is so good though.
Petra: Got one.
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Claude: Hey man, check out this Spongebob umbrella I found.
Byleth: Dude, that’s bad luck!
Claude, opening the umbrella: Oh come on, you don’t actually think that-
Nemesis, bursting through the wall like the Kool-Aid-Man: WHO SUMMONED ME!?
Claude: *girlish screaming*
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Alois: Captain, you can’t just abandon the Knights of Seiros!
Jeralt, hiding baby Byleth in his coat: Not to worry, I have a permit.
*hands Alois a piece of paper that just says “I do what I want”*
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Felix: The way my father talks to me is disrespectful.
Rodrigue: Hey son, how was your day?
Felix: SHUT THE FUCK UP DAD!
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Byleth: YOU’RE A LYING CHEATING BITCH! YOU’RE NOT THE PERSON I MARRIED!
Shez: THEN WE’LL GET A DIVORCE, AND I’M TAKING THE CATS!
Bernadetta, sliding the Monopoly board away: I think we should stop playing for now.
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Leonie: Me and Lindhart! Aren’t we just your cutest students?
Byleth’s bisexual ass who has S-Rank support with both of them: *nervous sweating*
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few3hd · 1 year
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Rodrigue Expedition Dialogue
Being invited on an Expedition, Observing Face, Hair, & Body, and returning to camp
A Support
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unxpctedlygreat · 2 years
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fireemblemshowdown · 11 months
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Best Fire Emblem Parent Tourament: Round 1 - Match 20
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Madeleine Rodrigue dans "Paris qui Dort (Le Rayon Diabolique1)" de René Clair (1925), avril 2023.
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sleepy-bear-tm · 1 year
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I really do think a lot about how either Rodrigue or Felix carried the last letter Glenn sent home with them throughout the war in Three Hopes. Meaning, at least to me, there's probably a strong argument to be made that Felix held onto it more than anyone else like he did with Glenn's spurs (for Ingrid) and that he probably had it tucked away in his room even during his time in Garreg Mach. Reasons why I think it was Felix and not Rodrigue? Felix lives his life by honoring people he cares about by living his life to get stronger so he can continue on with it. Rodrigue is a monument to the past, and as rock solid as he is in his beliefs, given how he doesn't ridicule Felix over his starkly different views
I think that's his silent way of saying that he can at least sympathize with it. I also think that he knows holding onto chivalry is how he's able to continue living when most people he cared for and loves are dead or going to be consumed in one way or another by the very same country he himself would die for. Felix holds onto the present and future more than the past despite his grudges, and Glenn's death was, from what I can gather, the first big crack in his differing ideas.
Glenn was apparently very similar in mannerisms to Felix too, meaning he was probably curt, blunt, and had a no-nonsense attitude contenting with a fierce loyalty. However, that letter home was very fond, whether that be because of age, if he toned things back because he knew his parents would read it, or (my headcanon) he softened up around people he loved.
Not a lot, but probably in a manner similar to Felix's A supports with the Fearghus Four.
I really really think Felix would carry that letter of his with him as a reminder to himself that he has to carry on and live because how he lives his life will undoubtedly impact those around him like he knows Glenn's death did for everyone in his.
There's a funny sense that he doesn't look forward to death but he knows most of his friends chase it haphazardly, so if he can get stronger and show through his actions that he wants everyone to live that maybe those childhood promises or dreams will stay the same.
I don't know, this has been a long rant but really and truly it's one of my favorite pieces of lore from Three Hopes and I'm not sure how many people noticed that letter.
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