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best part of a fandom is people who only make content about one character and they are so good and right about it

A/N: Hello this my @nagamas gift for @simikae . I hope you like it and I enjoyed writing this!!

Summary: Forde paints a portrait of the twins.

   It was a peaceful day in Renais. The sun was out and there was not one cloud in the sky. Not to mention the weather was absolutely perfect. It was warm out with a nice cool breeze that would come through every so often.

   A good day in Forde’s mind to relax and be lazy for a change. With there being no skirmishes against Grado’s army or any duties to perform that day he thought it best to just laze around all day and do absolutely nothing, and that he did.

   Having just woken up from a very rejuvenating nap, the blonde man had first set his gaze upon the sun's rays peeking through the tree he was currently under. He wondered if this would make a good painting, but after a moment of thought he decided against it. He needed something that was more of a rare sight to see. Anyone could go outside and paint the sun shining through the trees. His eyes trailed upon the perfect subject of his painting or rather the perfect portrait. His subject happened to be Ephraim and Eirika. They sat on a log as the sun enveloped them with its warmth in an almost ethereal manner.

 “Ah yes, what a masterpiece!” He thought to himself as he laid out his art supplies that he secured that day. An easel, several bottles of paint, a canvas, a wooden palette, and a whole lot of brushes were purchased earlier in a town they were passing by. Each utensil was delicately wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. To others they would label them as expensive, but to Forde they weren't. That's just how hobbies are, expensive to some, but not to others. 

  Forde, humming a song that he didn't know but heard the others sing a dozen of times, set about setting up his station. First, he started by putting the canvas on the easel. Then he spread out his brushes and put his paints on his palette. Forde suddenly realized that he had no spare water other than what he was going to drink. He stared briefly at his cup of water. “Yeah, it'll do.” He mumbled to himself. He mixed a green and a yellow together and then proceeded to use his biggest brush to paint the top of the canvas. Using a darker green, Forde painted the grass and the shadows on the beginnings of the trees. Forde used a thin brush to add in the sun rays that bounced off the grass. For the logs and trees, he used a dark brown for the base and light brown for the closer to where the light danced upon them. Forde carefully painted the silhouettes of the royal twins by using a peach color. He dabbed on small, delicate blobs of turquoise and light teal for Eirika and Ephraim’s hair, respectively. For their outfits, he used reds, dark blues with hints of dark green, a light pistachio, golds, light brown, and silver. The finishing touches to his portrait was a blue and lilac butterfly as well as a family of four birds flying by. He gazed at his work, eyeing every little detail, to make sure nothing was missing. The portrait showed the twins cheerily chatting away. Ephraim was in the middle of talking, while Eirika held her hand up to cover her mouth as a laugh flew into the air. Forde had decided that he'd give his masterpiece to them when the war was over.

a moment of appreciation for eirika

Innes: And yet, whenever an enemy shows himself, you rush in and attack! ...Everyone's going to think you're the one protecting me. Eirika: Well, I can't help you with your image problems, Innes. You're an archer, while I have to fight up close. --- Ephraim: Me? Let’s see… I guess I’ll pray to become a stronger fighter. Lyon: That’s just like you, Ephraim. Eirika: Just like you indeed, Brother. Ephraim: … I can never tell if you’re complimenting me or mocking me. Lyon: Praising you, of course! Right, Eirika? Eirika: Hee hee… Yes, that’s right. --- L'Arachel: Good day to you, Princess. What a funny thing that we should meet here! It is providence, I tell you! Eirika: L'Arachel, it is NOT providence. It is not even a coincidence. We agreed to meet here when we planned out our battle strategy. --- Forde: Well... I was just thinking about something... Princess, do you find that your armor leaves a bit too much...exposed? Eirika: I beg your pardon? Forde: You know, too exposed. Especially around the...er ...midriff, if you will. Aren't you worried that, in the heat of battle, it might, eh... Eirika: Fly up like this? Forde: Augh! Oh... Uh... You were...just joking. Wow. Don't scare me like that! --- Eirika: Ah, Brother! Thank you for the instruction! I suppose I still have a lot to learn. Ephraim: No, not at all! Rather, I am surprised at your rapid progress after such a short time! I think you would give me an excellent match were we to spar.

One Ring to Rule Them All

Have you ever wanted your own emblem ring? Well look no further! A professor at the academy, who shall not be named, has recently begun forging copies of his Ring of the Avenger, which he promises will grant overflowing power and arcane energies to any who equip it. But, he also warns, it curses the wearer with an insatiable urge for bloodlust! With so many copies floating around, surely these claims can’t be real… Better slip one on and find out for yourself!

starter for: @lunatenais

The little circle of metal looks innocuous enough. A garnet glints in its center, deceptively simple for such a bold claim. Ring of the Avenger, boasts the surprisingly well crafted jewelry. Overflowing power granted at the cost of your sanity. 

Leo knows how this plays out. Magical bargains struck with a promise of grandeur that leave behind only destruction. And normally he wouldn’t care about the latest trends sweeping the monastery, watching their rise and fall with mild curiosity. But this--he’s seen the cost of seeking unearned power. Been the victim of unintended consequences. 

His fingers close around the ring laying in his gloved palm. Stupid, taking something like yet another trend so personally. Ridiculous, going out of his way to acquire an item he can confidently say is a fake. But he can’t deny the allure of power, nor can he sit idly by while students succumb to false promises. Or take them far too literally. What’s stopping someone from acting on impulses best kept under control when there’s a perfect excuse gleaming on their finger? 

There’s no arcane energy radiating off the ring. It’s exactly as he thought. A piece of window dressing for someone’s spiral into madness. 

Movement on his right shakes him from his thoughts. Leo turns, spotting a new arrival. He'd normally offer a polite greeting, nothing more, until the stupid ring in his palm feels heavier.

"Excuse me. Have you heard rumors about this Ring of the Avenger? I'd advise staying away from it."

FEFates style portrait for Void, the beloved(?) community recolor OC You can check out circles's project here, or just watch the trailer here

A Gift for a Flower

A/N: This my Nagamas gift for Twitter user caeli_adenium. I hope you enjoy it. I do hope Knoll and your Oc are not to ooc. I also tried my hand attempting humor. Happy Holidays!  @nagamas

Summary: Christmas Envoy Knoll gives his gift to his favorite summoner.

Word count: 1179

Today was absolutely freezing, probably one of the coldest that Askr has had since the winter season started. The sky was covered inch by inch with clouds colored gray and the chilly air was enough to make anyone want to stay inside. Not everyone did though- with it being Christmas and all. Most if not all of the heroes were currently out in about enjoying the holiday festivities. It was quite a sight to behold. A sight that was indeed filled with nothing but joyous splendor.

Knoll watched as heroes from all ages and walks of life went about their day-interacting with one another as if they've been friends their whole life. It was beautiful really. So beautiful that it filled him with a warmth that not even the frigid air could sap through. With a smile on his face he continued on his way, passing by a few of the heroes playing in the snow. Well more like pelting each other with snowballs.

To him it appeared to be a friendly competition, but he soon came to the sudden realization that maybe it was a one-sided friendly game. Having come to a stop, Knoll let his eyes wander across the snow covered battle field. On his left he could see Prince Innes and his sister with a few other heroes on one team, and on his right he could make out Prince Ephraim and Princess Eirika and to his surprise Prince Lyon as the other team.

“I wonder how they got Prince Lyon to join?” He thought to himself as he continued to observe the snowball fight. Ephraim and the others seemed like they were all having a good time. Full of smiles and boisterous laughter. Even his prince was having a good time. Innes's team seemed like they to were having a good time to. Filled with the same joyous bout of excitement as the others, except for Innes himself. He might have been having fun, but you really couldn't tell. He looked to have been concentrating on trying to pelt Ephraim with as many snowballs as he could.

It wasn't working out for him to much. Innes arch rival was indeed making things hard for him. Ephraim was dodging more than the crowned prince of Frelia could hit him with. A frustrated prince started to bombard Ephraim with bigger and a lot more snowballs, turning this once friendly game into a full on war. The prince of Renais being the way he is was able dodge the onslaught of snow yet again, only for it to slam into the face of Grado's unsuspecting prince. Lyon went down hard.

Knoll being surprised and oddly amused at the sudden turn of events took that as his sign to hurry along his merry way. With a flourish of his cape, he pulled his furred hood down, to hide his chuckle as he resumed his journey. The sound of snow crunching underneath boots filled the air of the silent night. Every now and then Knoll would hum to himself, occasionally waving at his fellow Christmas Envoy's, as they too passed out their gifts.

He only had one more gift to give, one that he saved for last. A special gift for a special someone- his summoner. Just thinking about the summoner was enough to bring another smile to his face. If it wasn’t for Lorraine, Knoll probably never would have known or experienced what true love felt like. She was his every thing, his world even. The moon,the sun, the stars that guided his path and his very own personal flower. Lorraine felt the same about him.

With that last thought in mind, Knoll gripped his gift basket a little tighter and with a spring in his step continued down the corridor towards the Summoner's bedroom. Having made it to her door, a nervous sigh could be heard , before the knocking of a door echoed throughout the empty hallway. Not to long after, shuffling could be heard on the other side of the closed door, and a soft voice saying, “Hold on, I'm coming.”

Knoll waited with baited anticipation, as the creaking of an opening door filled his eardrums. Soon after a pair of eyes the color of a tawny brown could be seen through the slight crack of the door.

“Oh Knoll, what a pleasant surprise! Why don't you come on in!?” Lorraine said excitedly, as she opened the door a little wider for him to enter.

“Thank you Lorraine , I would very much like too.” he answered as he stepped into the room.

“What brings you here?

“Oh I just so happened to bring by your Christmas gift.” Raising his arm out, Knoll handed over his gift basket, to a very happy looking summoner. “I hope you like it. I spent extra time picking out your gift. Happy Holidays Lorraine.”

The summoner took the then outstretched gift from Knolls hold. Setting it down gently on her nightstand, she began to unwrap he gift. One by one she pulled out each individual gift. Each gift she pulled out, the sentiment behind each one became apparent. The gifts ranged from a floral arrangement of her favorite flowers, a new book she hasn't read, to a few seeds of plants she's never seen before, as well as a few other little trinkets.

The one that caught her eye the most so happened to be a little black box wrapped in a dark purple ribbon. Opening up the lid to the box Lorraine let out a gasp as her eyes came in contact with her gift. In the box was a pendant, one that was obviously made by hand. The pendent was made out of sterling silver. It was in the shape of a lotus flower and colored in a very outstanding shade of lilac purple, and in the very middle was a medium sized round amethyst stone. But that’s not all on the very back of the necklace was a heartfelt message that said:

“To my dearest Lorraine,

Thank you for being my flower and light of my life. I may not say it all that often but I am very grateful to have met you. The love and support you have provided me has made my life a lot more brighter. I'm so happy to have been summoned to Askr. So here are to many more days to together.

Love you forever more my Moon, my sun, and most of all my heart. “

Love Knoll

Lorraine x Knoll forever

“Thank you so much Knoll! I really really love my gifts!” with tears in her eyes Lorraine then proceed to embrace Knoll. He happily excepted the hug and even wiped her eyes dry. “I'm glad you enjoyed them.” The two then met half way to share a kiss full of love.

“By the way Knoll did you see Lyon get pelted in the face awhile go? He totally got wiped out, he might be dead.”

The End

@asterisque / sylvain / xx.

Eirika had to admit that he was right. "He seems as if he was born to fight," she admitted. "I don't share my brother's interest nor his skill, but even I can see that." Perhaps more than others, given how close the two were.

Ah, the dining hall, of course. "More likely we will be ensuring others are still afforded a meal."

She started toward the dining hall at Sylvain's side. "What were you doing? I hope I haven't drawn you away from anything important."

I wanna write a Fire Emblem: The Sacred Stones fanfic but I feel like nobody would care to read it tbh… 😭 it’s not that I wouldn’t write it just for my own pleasure, it’s simply that I love human interaction with my fanfics. -Velvet Rose 🌹

Happy 18th anniversary to my favorite Fire Emblem game :P

class reunion :]

From: here

Ephraim was careless to think all would be safe at the academy. He senses a presence behind him - it should be nothing - but that voice. It’s creeping, slithering tone, how it dripped with malice…

There was not mistaking who this could be. How could he have ever let his guard down?

Ephraim whips around, lance ready, to meet face to face with an old enemy.

Valter.

He doesn’t even want to speak his name. To acknowledge the presence of this vermin before him. Valter, who had hurt his sister, who had tried to kill both of them. Who had contributed to the loss of Lyon! And now, now! He speaks of knowing Eirika is here! Insurmountable rage bubbled beneath Ephraim’s skin, as if he were ready to slay him again from pure anger.

That’s right. How was he alive? I thought I killed him with these hands.

“Valter.” Ephraim spat out the name, like it didn’t even deserve to be spoken.

“What have you done to my sister? You will answer to me now or know the wrath of my blade!!”

Ephraim swung his lance out to nearly reach the knight’s throat. He wasn’t about to let this go.

A part of him expected this to happen, — such is what happens when you corner a lion, — but he feigns shock all the same, even as it quickly gives way to visible amusement.

“ It would seem you don’t change, prince, ” — a gloved hand is raised to the blade of the lance, testing if Ephraim would ever-so-kindly move it, — “ One would think that, after all the feats you’ve committed, you wouldn’t be so childish as before. ” He smirks, prideful as always. (A voice in his mind then nags him:) Don’t forget this ‘child’ beat you.

His jaw tightens somewhat, but Valter continues to smile all the same.

“ I’m doing fine, thank you for asking. ” He doesn’t doubt the boy would find it unfunny. “ And I assure you, your sister is fine. At the very least, I can vaguely promise she isn’t dead. ” He hums a thought to himself, before thinking it a nice addition to the conversation.

“ We spoke the other day actually. It was quite the pleasant exchange, I’d say. ”

@solancea​

Friendship Lessons

> starter for @luneirika

This Academy is a strange place, Vanessa decides one day. Half the occupants disappear one day only to return a month later claiming they were sucked into a book. 

And now, the majority of them say they fought real battles with monsters in their dreams. Vanessa can’t bring herself to fully believe this latest occurrence. Where are their battle wounds? Why do some of the monastery staff not even remember enduring such a thing? 

She brushes it all aside, happy to focus on her own lessons during the unexpected quiet. Hard to make friendships when most everyone is off doing Fale knows what! 

Her brief respite ends, bringing with it a wave of students and staff returning to real life. Pegasus knight continues sticking with her routine--studying in the library after class, then dinner, followed by a nighttime flight with Titania--despite the influx of people. An opportunity will present itself when it’s good and ready; no need to upend her whole life for it. 

And in due course said opportunity arises. She’s returning to her dorm from the library when she spots Lady Eirika among the crowd. 

“Lady Eirika! When did you arrive?” Vanessa waves, adjusting the hold on her books. 

Sorry for posting rhea fire emblem it will happen again

OP ... Do you write for all Fire Emblem games? 👀

Hello! I don't write for all Fire Emblem games but I do write for quite a few! From Awakening and onwards are the games I have played and write for. You can see the list of games I write for here!

https://www.tumblr.com/nabateaprodigy/717977445632999424/hello-just-wanted-to-ask-what-fire-emblem-games?source=share

If you wanted me to fulfill a request for a character from a game I don't write for. For example Eirika from Sacred Stones. Then I could fulfill that request but it would be based off what I know Eirika from Heroes.

It might not be the most accurate to the character compared to playing their home game. But just a head's up if you're wondering about the games I don't write for and wanted to request a character from them.

Honestly, very few would be at your level — however, there's a certain miss from Kanto. A Gym Leader named Erika. 👀

(idk I just feel like they'd be cute together byeee)

Recommend romantic candidates for my muses and see their reaction || Accepting

"I think I have seen her before at a few of the meetings between leagues. But not often. She does seem nice, and I am sure we could talk about gardening and plants to our heart's content, but I think Erika is someone who I'd prefer as a friend than anything else..."

Wrote a little pre-relationship Sethrika ficlet to resolve probably the biggest issue with FEH's Valentines banner this year (the total lack of Seth). Hope you enjoy!