#The Child Manuela

[christas-museum]

The Child Manuela: Mädchen in Uniform book (new translation)

CHAPTER 6: II (do not miss)

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[dorothea-wieck]

Christa Winsloe's maternal aunts: middle names

Also (accidentally): Happy 205th birthday, Ernst Wilhelm Hermann Scherz (Chris' grandfather) 29.12.1818—?.1888 (69 years old)

Chris (Christa Kate Winsloe, 23.12.1888) was born in the same year when her grandfather died, but 99 per cent, the two relatives hadn't lived at the same time at all.

Continuation of THIS post.

Both of youngest sisters had middle name from their Mother (her first), and the first sister had first name that was girl version of the second name of father's (Wilhelm —> Wilhelmine.) Also, Rosalie the good Aunt was named after her aunt (Mum's sister.)

Actually, there are more relative with middle name Wilhelm or Wilhelmine (2 Wilhelmine.)

Bad aunt Wilhelmine Hedwig could be named after the following relatives: a. her father Ernst Wilhelm Hermann, b. her paternal grandmother Johanna Wilhelmine Emile Scherz (née Koeppen (Köppen?)), c. her father's sister Wilhelmine Marie Luise (b. 1816) AND she's also. . .

. . . most likely, a namesake of bad aunt Luise (Tante Luise) as she's named in the book.

Crazy coincidence (or whatever it is): parents of Chris' maternal grandfather had varistions of the same name, Johann Wilhelm (1792–1853) & Johanna Wilhelmine (unknown dates of life)

Katharina Elisabeth (Chris' Mum) & Rosalie Elisabeth (good aunt). Their middle name is their Mum's (b. ca. 1829) first name (she had one name only?) AND ALSO, the sisters' grandmother was Elisabeth Nernst (née Baath) (exactly the same name as her daughter, the sisters' Mum.)

Here's the proof of why Rosalie was named so (most likely.) Her maternal aunt Rosalie Scherz (1828–1952) She had been living for 23 or 24 years only. Hopefully, the good aunt Rosalie K. had been living at least three times longer.

Grandparents. Elisabeth (circa 1829) & Ernst Wilhelm Hermann (1888) had 10 or 11 years difference. So, their daughter Katharina Elisabeth's (6 of May, 1859) (Käte in the book) difference with Arthur Winsloe (1849, sometime mid-summer, most likely) (no name in the book, but really, Alfred like the first son) is nearly 10 years doesn't seem a lot for a straight marriage. (Arthur's parents i.e. Chris' paternal grandparents had about 15 years in-between, so it's no wonder why little Tina? had interest in older girls and women too as a child, plus attachment to the one and only Mum. (? = hopefully, correct shortening of the name that Chris gave to self after being able to speak.)

A lot more to come in more than one post. (Paternal side of relatives has looong & a little unfinished research as father's family had 13 children in total (10 is correct when it comes to children born in Scotland.)

EDIT: [THE SCREENSHOT ABOUT ERNST] DON'T PAY ATTENTION TO CHILDREN. The Information has some mistakes (not all 5 children, Catharine instead of Katharina, etc. maybe.)

His death date is 6.6.1888, so of course, he and Chris the granddaughter didn't live at the same time at all.

[gigi-does-art]

Now finally have the ability to do this meme, so had to do this with two of my favorite characters from the two fandoms im currently hyperfixated on <333333 Viktor Arcane and Manuela Hidalgo friendship real 🙏 they would get along so well and be such a silly duo :3cccc

[chicago-geniza]

Things I learned about Elizabeth McGovern that made me screech at the register at work today:

High school best friends with Todd Haynes

Described her husband as an "amusing, lovely, pudgy Jewish man"

Said a woman's sexual prime was in her 50s

Compared the intimacy between biographer and subject to romantic relation

[pegasusknightsonly]

Manuela/Jeralt: wine childless aging starlet x beer dad, absolute classic, great chemistry, great support, who doesn't love love stories that start later in life

Manuela/Balthus: if you saw the milfs he fucked you'd hurl

[dorothea-wieck]

Das Mädchen Manuela (lit. The Girl Manuela, known as The Child Manuela) by Christa Winsloe begins with and ends by Manuela.

Christa Winsloe did A+ job using this.

submitted by: misscrazydinosaur

[gguk-n]

Renewed Passion (Lewis Hamilton x Reader)

Summary- What happens when you meet your right person, wrong time after 18 years of actively avoiding him? Will the love that stayed dormant bloom in full spring or stay dormant? Will you give your heart a chance or will you listen to your brain?

I wanted to make this as cohesive as possible. Sorry if it's not. Google translated Italian. Kinda fucking long lmao. Implied smut.

Part 2

mio dolce bambino- my sweet child

Amore- Love

Il moroso- Sweetheart

[Reader's POV]

I opened the door to my neighbours house and walked right into the kitchen. Manuela was making pasta. It was our traditional bi-annual movie night with the Antonelli's. Our families have been neighbours and friends for generations. Me and Manuela had grown closer after she married Marco, so close in fact, that she made me Andrea's god mother when he was born.

Speak of the devil, Andrea walked into the kitchen and greeted me with a kiss on the cheek. Andrea was on track to becoming a F1 driver. He had the passion and drive in him. I've watched him race a couple times. But I try to keep my distance from race tracks. "I missed you, zia" Kimi exclaimed. I smiled at him patting his back, "aww, I missed you too" "I wouldn't have, if you came to the race." he pouted. "Everyone had come. It was literally the home race and you didn't" he sulked. "I'm sorry sweetheart. I just had a lot of work" I reasoned while giving him a hug. The real reason I didn't go to the race wasn't work and it made me feel like a shitty aunt for not being there for this kid, I considered my own.

"Toto and the Mercedes team met me, again." Kimi announced. I looked at him quizzically. "If you had been present in your nephew's life, you would know." he chided. I apologised and asked him to elaborate. "Well, Toto needs another driver on the grid for Mercedes." he said. "Oh, does Lewis need a new teammate." I asked. "For someone who's nephew is a F2 driver, you know nothing about the sport." he declared. "You know I don't enjoy sports." I reasoned. Actually I stopped watching F1 after 2007. "Actually, Lewis is moving to Ferrari next year, so Toto needs another driver next year with Russel." I was shocked. "Zia, are you listening?" Kimi asked. "Oh, yeah, sorry." I apologised. "You have to come to the Monaco race." he demanded. "You know I'm so busy and I don't even get the race, it'll be so annoying for you." I tried to convince him. He was having none of that. Sadly, I was emotionally black mailed into attending the race in Monaco.

The race weekend was in full swing, Manuela was busy and couldn't make it, so I had to be present for the whole weekend with Marco. Formula one were honouring Ayrton Senna. I was forced by Kimi on to the paddock. With my luck, I almost immediately ran into Sebastian as Kimi left me alone to greet his friends. "Y/N?" Sebastian squinted at me. I smiled and walked towards him, raising my hand with a smile, "Yeah, that's me, Sebastian." I said. He shook my hand. "It's been so long, when did I last see you?" he asked, getting lost in thought. "Macau Grand Prix, 2005" I said. His eyes widened. "I'm surprised, you even recognised me." I laughed. "I don't think I can forget, you and Lewis were insufferable. Both of you made sure we felt lonely." he reminisced. I faked a laugh, "Yeah, that was so long ago. How've you been?" I asked trying to change the topic. "I've been good. I retired." he said. "I heard. That was a good run." I nodded along to my words. "What brings you here?" he quizzed. "My god-son is a F2 racer. He dragged me here." I replied. "Really?? Who is it? Do I know him?" he questioned. "I'm not sure if you do, but Kimi Antonelli is my god-son." I explained. "The 17 year old Toto is after." he chuckled. "It was nice meeting you. See you around Y/N" Sebastian said while leaving after being summoned.

I walked around the paddock. This was my first time in Monaco. I had been able to avoid most of Kimi's races when he was younger since he would believe whatever I said. As he grew older, it kept getting even more difficult since he is quite persistent and tenacious when he wants something; traits you want in a racer not your nephew.

I enjoyed the cool wind blowing through the paddock until I heard Kimi, "Zia" he shouted out to me. I turned around to see Kimi running towards me, "I want you to meet someone." he said dragging me to where he came from. We stopped in front of the man I spent the past 18 years avoiding. "Zia, this is Lewis Hamilton. Lewis this is my god-mother, Y/N Y/L/N." he introduced us. Lewis was always and will always be the love of my life. I kept up with the sport enough to know what he did. Eventually, I stopped obsessing over it. He slowly faded into my memories. He was the reason I never paid any attention to F1. I avoided it as much as possible. He was my right person, wrong place. I never truly moved on from him, I mulled over my thoughts as I was snapped out of them to quickly raise my hand towards him. He shook my hand. It was still slightly rough from all the years of driving; tears pricked my eyes.

Kimi couldn't stop gushing about me to Lewis. His eyes seemed so familiar yet so unknown. The years had treated him well, having won the World Driver's Championship 7 times and ageing like fine wine; I thought. I had lost track of what the conversation in front of me was until Kimi excused himself and asked me to keep Lewis company till he returned. My mouth hung open to protest as Kimi walked away. "You'll catch a fly, darling." Lewis said while using his index finger to close my mouth. I moved back from the sudden touch. "Do you still hate me?" he asked with a pained expression. I could never hate you Lewis, those words remained in my throat. "No" I mumbled. "That's a relief. I hope you only remember the good times." he stated hopefully. I just smiled at him. "I should get going" I announced, turning around until I felt a hand wrapped around my wrists, "Aren't you supposed to be in the Mercedes hospitality" he asked softly. I hated it when he was right. I turned around with a forced smile; "It's my first time in Monaco, I gonna walk around for a bit." I said pulling my hand away from him. "Then I can walk with you, since I've been living here for years" he exclaimed. "If I wanted to walk around with my ex, I would've said so." I stated firmly; walking away swiftly. This was going to be a long weekend.

After walking around for a while and tiring myself out, I met up with Marco who was in deep conversation with Toto. Both of them greeted me and Marco introduced me to Toto. I was a casual spectator in on their conversation when Lewis joined in. Marco knew of the history me and Lewis shared, he would be on the receiving end of my pining. They must've ran into each other at some point; did he never mention me? or Ask about me to Lewis; I wondered. "You look bored" broke me out of my thought, Lewis's lips extremely close to my ear. I shifted to the side, almost falling from losing my balance.I braced my self for the impact that never came, strong arms enveloped me, pulling me close. Time slowed as I found myself locked in gaze with my saviour. I could feel his breath against my face; a sense of warmth spread though my stomach. "You okay" he murmured softly. It was like time had stopped. My eyes slowly darted to the two other men in front of; I quickly pushed Lewis away and straightened myself. "I'm fine. Thank you for catching me. I'm gonna go get some water" I rambled, excusing myself to the refreshments. I almost sprinted to the table, grabbing a bottle; when Lewis took it from me and handed me back an opened bottle. "Still as clumsy as I remember" Lewis chuckled. I gulped the water down. This was not how I imagined ever running into my ex. Let's hope the weekend ends without any more trouble.

I was ready to leave mid-way through the day, but Kimi had a tight hold on my arm as he took me along to introduce me to his friends. I had brought some cookies and treats as a present for the other boys. They all seemed quite well mannered, I must say, for a bunch of teenager. Even when me and Lewis dated, it was like we had magnets attached to us, we'd always be gravitating towards each other. My eyes met Lewis's for a split second before I brought my attention back to Oliver Bearmen, a good friend of Kimi's.

Flashback

"Come on, Y/N. I don't wanna go alone." Mia, my roommate moaned. "Then don't go" I chided. The look of shock on her face was priceless. "Those tickets were fucking expensive and you said you'd do anything for me." she pleaded. "yeah, anything means anything around the house. You know I don't even like racing, it's so" I stopped looking for a better word but none came to mind "boring" I continued. "You did not just say that" she replied in disbelief. That's how I ended up at a Formula Renault UK race in Silverstone in 2003.

Mia had gotten us good seats, I decided to find some snacks to entertain me during the race so I excused myself to the stands to grab something. On the way there, I ran into a man. I braced myself for the fall instead two arms wrapped themselves around my waist steading me and pulling me closer. I opened my eyes to be face to face with a pair of chocolate brown eyes. My heart lurched into my chest. "You okay" he asked. "I'm fine" I replied still in his arms. "As much as I would love to have you in my arms, I have some where to be" he stated. Embarrassed, I fixed myself up. "Thank you..." I looked at him expectantly to say his name. "Lewis, Lewis Hamilton" he replied extending his arm out. "Thank you, Lewis. Y/N" I said while shaking his hand. "You're here for the race, right?" he asked. "Sadly, yes" I responded. A playful smile played across lips at the answer, "well then, let's meet after it's done?" he asked hopefully. "Sure, at least I have something to look forward too" I smiled. "I'll try to make the race eventful" he called out as he ran away.

I didn't know the guy I ran into was a racer. Only found that out when he won the race and was called on the podium. I decided to return to the same place we had the collision, in hopes of running into him again. I waited around until I heard someone call out my name; there stood a very sweaty and wreaked of champaign Lewis. "Congratulations" I commented. "Thank you" he replied. "Didn't take you for a racer" I cocked my eyebrow at him. "Did you like the race?" he asked with a cocky grin on his face. "Not really" I chuckled. "Well I can make it up to you, if you would like me to" he questioned. "And how would you do that?" I asked. "Go on a date with me" he asked with the softest and brightest eyes. "You drive a hard bargain, Mr Hamilton" I replied. I acted like I was thinking before I agreed to go out with him.

Present time

"Earth to zia, you there?" Kimi asked. "Yeah, what were you boys saying, again?" I asked. "Do you have a crush on Lewis?" he whispered in my ear. "What?" I almost screamed. "You've been staring at him the whole time we were talking" he pointed out. Fuck, that's gonna be so embarrassing for me. "You know, he is single and your age. Do you want me to ask him for you?" he wiggled his eyebrows at me. "No no, I just got lost in thought." God, this is going to be tough. "Zia, look he's coming here. Act natural." Before I could comprehend what he meant, I was being greeted by Lewis for the third time today. Can this day end already? "You still find races boring?" he whispered in my ear. I pushed him away, Kimi was staring. "Yes, I hate races" I stated boldly. "Maybe I can change your mind." he teased. "No, thank you. If you will excuse me. Bambino" I tapped Kimi's shoulder, "I'm gonna go get something to eat. Would you like anything?" He said he didn't want anything so I left to get some food.

The day ended with me thankfully no longer running into Lewis anymore. But I did enjoy watching Kimi during free practise. He finished P8 and I consoled him by saying that they were just figuring stuff out and how everything worked. He seemed to cheer up and we ended up having dinner at a restaurant near by. The city was lit up with the hustle and bustle of the race. I saw a couple more racers and people asking for their autograph. I teased Kimi about forgetting me when he's a formula one driver and being too rich and famous for me. He looked appalled at the suggestion. The night came to a close with us back in our rooms and back in bed but sleep wasn't going to come to me this easy.

Flashback

Lewis was finally back from the races. Following him around was proving itself to be quite challenging while being a full time uni student. I decided to make the most of the little time we had together by dragging him around to an arcade, to the mall and lastly my couch so that we could watch Finding Nemo. Lewis was willing to entertain all my childish demands, I realised. We were cuddled up together, our legs intertwined, one of Lewis's hand was under my head and the other rubbing my hand. "You're distracting me, Amore" I muttered. "Pay attention to me them" he pouted. I turned my head around and pecked his lips, slowly turning my body around to face him. I cupped his cheeks; "I missed you" I mumbled against his lips, kissing him again. He pulled me closer by my waist, deepening the kiss. "I missed you too" he whispered against my neck as he left open mouth kisses down to my chest. His hand squeezed my ass, while his lips started suck on one spot. He pushed me against the sofa and took his shirt off in one swift motion.

Present Time

Okay, I need to stop thinking about Lewis, especially naked Lewis. This isn't helping my situation at all. Why am I acting like a teenager? This was starting to get humiliating for me.

After a troubled sleep, morning seem to come very late. I was pulled out of bed by Kimi who was very annoyed that I was still in bed. I quickly got dressed and met Kimi back at the paddock. I spent the whole day following Marco around like a lost puppy. I didn't even see Lewis the whole day. I guess the schedules don't match for F1 and F2. Part of me hoped to see him. I found myself searching the paddock for him. At the end of day I returned back to the hotel heartbroken.

Sunday was my last day in Monaco, Kimi did okay at the sprint. I congratulated him none the less. We decided to go out for dinner and it would be my treat. "I just wanted to do well, for you" Kimi sulked. "You did well, sweetheart. I'm so proud of you. You've come so far, mio dolce bambino" I said giving him a hug and pat on his back. I told him to rest and then we'll head out for dinner. I was looking for Marco to confirm the plan with him, when I saw Lewis, who looked visibly annoyed. "Hey" I waved at him. I saw him visibly relax and wave back at me. I found myself walking towards him, "Everything okay?" I asked. "Yeah, it's nothing. Just team issues" he huffed. "Sorry about that. I hope you can resolve it" I reassured. "Is this why you're moving to Ferrari, next year?" I questioned. "You know" he looked shocked. I laughed, "Kind of hard to miss, when Toto is actively pursuing my god-son." I chucked. "One of the reasons" he added. "Well, I hope you find success" I smiled at him. "Can I hug you?" he asked hopefully. I nodded and opened my arms for him, he found himself wrapping his arms around my waist. The sensation was so familiar, it didn't feel like we were hugging after 18 years. I started rubbing his back, whispering reassurances.

"How long are you here for?" he asked while pulling away from the hug. "I'll leave tomorrow morning." I replied. "You live in Italy?" he queried. I nodded. "Stay, for a few more days. I just, I've missed you" he announced. I bit my lip, "Do you remember why we broke up?" Lewis seemed to think for a moment.

Flashback

"Il moroso" I croaked, my voice hoarse from the screaming match we were having. "No, Y/N I don't get it. Why is it so hard for you to be there for me? It's the least I can ask for?" Lewis yelled. We had been going back and forth, I was in my third year of university and going to all his races while trying to pass the semester and doing an internship was proving to be difficult. It had put a strain on our relationship. He was only in the junior championships and required travelling a lot, I couldn't imagine how much he would be travelling once he was a formula one driver. I hadn't been to a race in a couple months and it was not something I was able to do as often as Lewis wished with the time and financial constraint. In all of this Lewis had seemed to forget that I had a life of my own that I was trying to build while in a foreign country trying to pursue my bachelors.

"Love, you know I can't make it to all the races" I reasoned. "Well, the others can. Some how you're the only one who is so fucking busy" he emphasised. I let out a sigh trying to calm myself down. "I really wanna be there for you Lew, but it's just not possible right now. I landed the best interning job for my degree. It'll help me with my future" I justified. "Your job is more important than me" he probed. I could feel the tears ready to fall, "No, it's not. But you're acting like yours is" I explained. He let out a strained laugh, "Just say it, you don't care about me" "You're putting words in my mouth" I argued. "There are no words to be put, when that's how you feel" he taunted. I ran a hand through my hair, almost pulling at my scalp; "Damn it, Lewis, I fucking love you and I want to be there for you. But you are behaving like a child" I called out. "If I am such a child, then break up with me" he snarled. We had fought before but never like this. We never even joked about breaking up. "I just want to support you and watch you succeed. But that doesn't mean I'll get to do that beside you at all time, I have a life of my own too, you know" I tried to reason with him. "I will succeed, whether I have you around or not. I can't be with someone who can't prioritise me" he said. I faked a laugh, "Ha, says the guy who can't see past his stupid cars, you know what Lewis, I hope you succeed, I truly do. But I also hope you miss me and yearn for the woman that supported you through so much every time you succeed." I declared. "Now, leave my fucking house. We're through" I shouted while pushing him out before my tears started to fall.

I spent the next few days crying, moping around, eating a shit ton of ice cream and having Marco console me. That man really heard me pine and crib for months. The only time I was truly happy during those sad months was Andrea's birth and being asked to be his god-mother. I took those duties very seriously. That kid helped me move on from my first adult relationship and heart break.

Present Day

I've dated multiple men after Lewis, but no one stuck. I never even settled down because deep down my heart was still stuck on him. I kept up with Lewis's life until I graduated and slowly lost the time to keep up with formula one. When I heard he had won his first world championship, I was in London, working at my 9-5 when my colleague ran to me to announce that a Brit was the latest world champion. I saw his face plastered on the news and felt some sort of relief, watching him succeed like he said he would. I had almost forgotten about it all, until Kimi joined the Mercedes drivers academy. I had kept my space from all his races after he transitioned to single seat racing.

"You know what you said, the day we broke up, came true" he uttered. I gazed inquisitively. "About me succeeding, but missing you" he stated. I looked at him in disbelief for a moment, before the words came back to me, I placed a hand on my chest in shock, "I didn't mean" I said before I was cut off by "I know you didn't. But I did miss you a lot whenever I won a race or for that matter my championships." he smiled at me, reminiscing all those moments. I smiled at him sadly. "I'm sorry for ruining your wins" I mumbled. "You didn't ruin them. But" he said with a glimmer in his eyes, "there's a way you can make it up to me" I peered at him with uncertainty. "Go on a date with me" he said. "Lewis" I responded. "Y/N" he replied. "You remember why we broke up, I still have a job that I love and my life has really worked out in my favour" I commented. "So do I. However, you can not" he stressed, "cannot hold what I said at 21 against me." he announced. I ruminated on that thought for a moment, "Ok, but this is your last chance." "Love, do you take me for a fool? I would never let this opportunity go. I'll never repeat the mistakes of my past, I promise" he said while holding both my hands in his. I leaned in and pecked his cheek. "I'll stay back in Monaco for a couple more days. This is your chance to convince me why I should date you?" I stated. "You'll know that you want me in a couple of hours." he grinned. "Don't get too cocky Mr Hamilton" I smirked. He just leaned in with his breath fanning my skin, "Can I kiss you, darling?" he requested. "You gotta earn it, Hamilton" I teased. "I've waited for so long for this" he mumbled. "Then you can wait a little longer" I giggled. I felt a pair of hands against my waist. "I could've if you weren't this close" he said with our lips almost touching, he intently eyed them. "Maybe one won't hurt" I thought loudly, my resolve breaking. "Thought so" he chuckled, while leaning in to kiss me.

I might do a part 2, but like if you guys want one. I know where I want to go with this, if i write another part. If you like this lemme know, it'll encourage me to write the next part then thank you for reading!! Hope you liked it!!

[christas-museum]

A perfect cover doesn't exi—

If analyse the photo only, the result is perfection. Christa Winsloe is semi-Manuela, so of course, the cover should show it. (Despite 99.99 per cent a person who created the cover didn't know the important fact.)

[dorothea-wieck]

Manuelas Tante: the good Aunt Irene

"Mystery" has been revealed a day ago :D

Her name is Rosalie Elisabeth K... (née Scherz) (married surname hasn't been found so far, but the book has K-sonemething for the character, and this is true (if not two letters, Ke...)

a. Chris(ta) Winsloe's (the writer) sister-in-law Irén Hirsch (Irene in German) (née Deutsch, since 1910 baroness & family surname became Hatvany-Deutsch (mainly, officially Hatvany part was\is used), but she was married since 1906 or earlier (the year is when her daughter Emmy was born) \\ Sorry for bad quality. It's a part of a big wide photo whee Irén is a small part.

b.

c. The result: Frau Irene Kendra

At least since 2021, the poster of this wanted to know which of the aunts was the first, and who was second one. The answer is above partly.

The first post about real bad aunt (no free trial registration needed for the information) : birth year 1850. Therefore, 7 years difference. Rosalie and Chris' Mum, Katharina Elisabeth had less thsn 2 years in-between (unknown birthday of Rosalie (August, most likely), but Mum "came into this World" on the 6th of May.)

Both of youngest sisters had middle name from their Mother (her first), and the first sister had first name that was girl version of the second name of father's (Wilhelm —> Wilhelmine.) Also, Rosalie the good Aunt was named after her aunt (Mum's sister.)

The last part of information will have a separate post sometime later.

[christas-museum]

Source: Das Mädchen Manuela, ch. four. Manuela had returned from the flower shop with hyacinth, went to her room, and then went down the stairs whistling.

[patrik6090]

Fire emblem (but with actual effort done by someone for someone who has heard penny rambled and played most of the games)

Patrik6090: Iago, fruitiest Tumblr Mf turned into (one of) fruitiest fire emblem MFs

pennyroyald: Annette, sweet cute girl that will bash your head in for both approval and anger issues

Mari: Camilla, a type of knight and also lilac hair ignore the icky maybe incest stuff and bam it's Mari Even personality wise

@importantpeachfury : Lianna, the princess of aytolis probably makes her rich, she's also blond and is like peach if she was smart except still dumb but also way smarter

manicali: Henry, a dark mage who kills others with a smile, he is also a heroic sided character and fits eerily close to manic in character

Groggle: Tune, two entity's of pure chaos

@stargazing-with-friends : Eleanora, a mature and smart elder woman and mother of protagonist eliwood, she fits ig

@ms-macintosh : Al, an annoying dumbass who wins at everything and is way cooler then people say they are, unfairly hated, perfectly fits them

@aflairforthemelodramaticc : generic villager, basic

@half-fey-freak-of-nature : Tsubasa Oribe, reasoning, VIBES VIBES VIBES

@sleepy-boything-shit : viron, Fruity Mf with similar vibes even if they act different

@f4y3w00d5 : Faye, both obbsesive and neglected and also FAYE AS FAYE I COULDNR RESIST TOAKE FAYE FAYE

@decaffeinatedcatkitten :Gunter, reasoning? Vibes

@canisnebular : Jamie, reasoning? Same vibes

@sarrinight :claud (FE4) basically you if you were a wimp

@asqadia-banthen : ylgr, murder child with axe

@eirxair : FE12 bantu, reasoning? He's the worst character in the game

@losairr : Azuka advisor of pelleas, reasoning? He's a scumbag racist and you give off similar vibes, but you also feel like you have similar personality which is the selling point

@letmeoutofthebasementplease : Lilith, she's the closest thing to a slime girl in fire emblem I can think of and your a slime girl in my head, she doesn't act much like you though

illusionsignmisdirecti0n: Julius, idk you give jule vibes

@weenietickler : glen, reasoning? VIBES

@wyfy-meltdown : Sharena, Kind, cute, gambler, always ignored by isnysts and she's a hero,

@moongasux : Kris, reasoning? Your similar to each other

@roeldraws : Keaton, reasoning? WOLFBOY IS WOLFBOY

@the-rat12 : Layla, VIBES and Music

@ihavehomework2dobutimhereinstead : Kempf, AMERICA ITSELF AS KEMPF AMERICA ITSELF

@gobodegoblin : Sothis, vibes

@iri-desky : Manuela, Music girl

@pansexualcake9 : shinon, no explanation needed

@vee1021 : Catria, your litteraly them

@enbypalsidk : Naesala, your Naesala id they were a girl and nice

@watercraver : Oliver, I don't need to explain

@mayowayo : Alfred(??????????) idk I couldn't figure someone out and they were the biggest almost maybe

@untitled14360 : Titania, old lady who's mentally strong and has similar vibes

@kimisbunny : Bord, a strong hearted warrior with great determination and muscle who works best with his partners who are like brothers to him

@sunsickle : Læraðr, you command the same level of intimidation and respect, you give off his aura of power and his level of anger

@durdurdurrrb : eda, Vibes

@im-an-anthusiast : Python, strong sassy and strong, might be confusing him with someone else but don't wanna look up the name

@transfem-users ' Dimitri, Dimitri is a transfem egg in my eyes

@yuris-redgreen-drink : Manuela, you two are the same person

@sarah-ankh : Minerva, a strong powerful charismatic amazing woman and lady who is amazing

@cado-thingy : genny, same vibes

@irishfry : Oscar, you are literally him

@apjofan : alcryst, Seemingly wimpy and untalented, but he is in truth a worthy and smart young man deserving of millions of praise

@tameable50 : yarne, you are bunny and yarne is bunny

@lovegood3173 : surtr, he's you if you were evil and mean

@poisoned-sugar11 : linhardt, communism

@frost-the-soulcrow-elytrian : Limstella, same people

@stervers : Rennac, he's just a normal guy

@soruset : dream King freyr, same vibes

@jellyfishrui : Makalov, you if you were a bad person

@stargazer365 : Forrest, he acts a lot like you, he's also an artist like you, and he's femme presenting and probably a furry just like you

@bees-official : Wildlife, the wildlife in fire emblem

@poppy-petals18 : Farina, little tomboy who hates her big sis and loves money, which fits how you act

@green774 774: fire emblem, you are the entire franchise of fire emblem

🤹: Xane, a trickster freelancer

Girlkisser: Loptous, ELDRITCH GOD ALERT

Puki anon: Alfaðör, old man and father of many

Mango: Loki, seductive purple haired women

R.S: duma, I'm god of war

Plutowhoops: peri, She loves murder and she's also really cute, she murders innocents for fun and also likes fires so she's basically Pluto

Ooh Lago seems fun! Looks like he wakes up with a defeated sigh and a groan every morning

So just like me fr fr

[amebelladonna]

Went through Manuela and Seteth's supports and discovered how the singing she heard as a child (heavily implied to be Rhea) is what gave her the talent to sing to find that voice again, and that she would later return this favor to Dorothea after overhearing her singing...

Manuela thought that the one singing was the goddess, and little did she know how she'd be the one to help the goddess' gift who had been forsaken by the world around her at such a young age. I can't do this anymore...

[real-fire-emblem-takes]

Ok... since you said it's okay for me to yap about my OCs here... so like... yeah

This is Isaque... my FE3H OC... he's a mathemetician and engineer who designs artillery and he's a FUCKING NERD and I HATE HIM.

I've written voice lines and supports and drawn portraits (they aren't good though they need some edits) and decided on growths and arts and I've literally done everything... I love how well FE3H lends itself to making OCs rahhh (even if SoV is my favorite game and not 3H)

Miscellaneous yapping facts time ig ‼️

He is a child of "divorce" (his parents were never married) and his mom lives in the Empire and his dad lives in the Alliance... (before the war) he lived with his mom in the summers and his dad the rest of the time...

He tells everyone his mom is dead and that the woman he visits in the summer is his maternal aunt because of the connotations of him being born out of wedlock with society being how it is (he's not a noble but his dad works with nobles and is very overly concerned with his reputation.)

He shares a paralogue with another OC who's in the Black Eagles so if you complete that paralogue you find out that his "aunt" is actually his mom and that lets you recruit him if you fight him with Byleth in CF!!!

He's so lame... he loves theatre but he's terrible at singing... Dorothea tries to teach him in their supports but it fails miserably... loser...

His supports with Manuela are really just supports between his MOM and Manuela because his mom sends him a letter to give her (she's a big fan) and Manuela writes back because why not and then they become friends... #adult woman yuri

His personal skill is called golden ratio and basically lets him her extra crit if his hit is high enough YAY FOR CRIT STACKING!!!

I've only written his supports with Claude, Ignatz, Dorothea, Manuela, and Linhardt so far but I plan on writing one for everyone in his house (deer) + a few others... crazy how I've written more of his out of house supports than his within house supports but whatever who cares

FE3H pairing system means I can make MULTIPLE oc x canon ships real and I don't even have to pick one!!!

If I had to though. His Linhardt support is my favorite because they do NOT fw each other for a while there (at least not at first. They DO have an ambiguously gay paired ending) and it's hilarious (I love them) stupid ass gay rivalry

Anyway tune in next time when I yap about my still in development jugdral OC ig

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[gigi-does-art]

Some Manuela edits i did for fun and based on my own interpretation/headcanon for her!! Also this is pretty much self-indulgent because i love her <3333

These edits are specifically based on how I drew her in this piece!

[chicago-geniza]

Baxter making orange juice for Cora reminds me too much of being in grad school...iykyk

[boredclarinet]

OKAY GAYMERS ITS THE CONAN GRAY x TMA LIST

STARTING WITH KID KROW (im only doing albums cause im fucking lazy and its easier)

COMFORT CROWD - NAOMI HERNE CAUSE SHE NEEDS MORE LOVE

The Cut That Always Bleeds - S4 Jmart from martin pov. I dont know okay i dont knownit just makes sense leave me alone

Fight or Flight - S1/2 martin. but like, i dont. fucking know? it just. the chorus. okay. piss off.

Affluenza - Mary Keay. literally a middle class woman in a rich white man dominated field (i don’t actually know what her income was). she did horrible things but i respect the grind. (still fucking hate her)

(Can We Be Friends?) - Tim and Sasha. Im fucking crying go away.

Heather - Martin misinterpreted all of jons interactions with the lesbians. theres a vision here

Little League - comparing S3/S4 to preS1/S1.

The Story - time sasha first bit, then jon and martin (shut up i know it worked out but piss off), then wtgirlfriends and jmart. iF you get my vision I love you.

SUPERACHE

People Watching - Martin. no, not jon. its martin.

Disaster - jmart or timsasha. idk. depends, you know what i mean.

Bestfriend - Tim and Sasha (im going to fucking die im tormenting myself arent i?)

Astronomy - tim and sasha. FUCK. FUCK IM ACTUALLY GOING TO CRY.

Yours - fuck you. LonelyEyes.

Jigsaw - my friend @wormpiratesblog said the bridge was martin, and i agree, but i believe the entire thing could be martin at his mother.

Family Line - the song to start it all. Lukas family. or martin or gerry. but i like the lukases more.

Summer Child - Martin. no notes

Footnote - Tim about Not!Sasha.

Memories - S4 jmart.

FOUND HEAVEN

Found Heaven - it. i dont. something about the avatars, and misfits, and the gays, and manuela domínguez. i dunno.

Never Ending Song - tim and sasha. fuck. what even is their ship name?

Fainted Love - can I say doorkeys? imma say doorkeys. make your own fucking list if you have a problem with my shit. i just need a break from thinking about tim and sasha

Lonely Dancer - Stranger. thw fucking circus 💥. FUCK ITS JUST TIM AND SASHA FU-

Alley Rose - guys our lord and savior conan gray hates me. its all timsasha and i dont think i can fucking cope.

The Final Fight - its. its tim. guys i need help. why is it all tim. im actually on the verge of tears.

Miss You - sasha. im so. fuck.

Bourgeoisieses - Mary Keay. Do i gotta explain? i think i already did.

Forever With Me - Jmart.

Eye of The Night - literally everyone in London whose had an entity encounter. jon is just around the corner to take their statement.

Killing Me - okay i dont want to say jonelias. but. its sorta jonelias. but if thats not your cup of tea. jmart and the eye/web.

Winner - god so many possibilities. S5 jon at Elias (not shipping), S4 Martin at his mother, Gerry at his mother. Hell maybe even micheal at gertrude. Who fucking knows, ya know?

Anyways. Now Im sad. What have we learned? The Archives wouldve loved Conan Gray. and tim is conan gray coded apparently. fucking hell.