#byleth twins

[prince-jelli-fish]

black eagles weird kid propaganda  

[crab-san]

Roar of dominion

will be a print later at future cons and also on my etsy!!

[simonetheestan]

No one:

Me: I love the concept of twin Byleths! I love aus where F!Byleth and M!Byleth exist as twins. I love reading fanfics about twin Byleths 😍!!! I love the possibilities in a story that come with having there being Byleth twins!!

[tatibana-tsuki]

ベレト先生はともかくベレス先生は普段の衣装がｴｯｯｯｯｯすぎる

[ktk-tsuki]

らくがきせんせ～

[sham-w0w]

Here are the modern fire emblem protags with my own spin on them! I renamed some of them as well as their personalities might not be near canon cuz I’m silly lol

[dorkycats]

My Latest Shopee Sticker Finds

I've received a pair of LoreMari stickers Tsukikaze created and they're now with Claudeleth, Edeleth, and Lysithea. 💜💙💛💚🖤💚

[rorah]

Wholesome Eisner Family moments🥺💖. And I included Lizard family AU bc im weak for this things >__>

[mochipicchu776]

Bisexual Dimitri agenda.

[moeblob]

if the Byleths are twins, how did they end up with the same name lmao? I have a head cannon that Jerald was a bit drunk when he named them

I don't know how new you are to following me but they don't have the same name??? I even tag it with their names as "Beleth and Byleth AU" ...... they don't have the same name.....

[fe-fictions]

Could we please get some Claude baby train? 🙌🏻

(YES!! Here's Claude meeting his twins for the first time ;;; U ;;; )

“Claude?”

The man whose feet were sore from fidgeting and pacing and running around the castle to rid himself of his anxiety-induced adrenaline stopped moving for the first time in hours.

“Er… something… something’s happened.”

Immediately the panic slammed into him like a ton of bricks.

“What do you mean?” He launched forward, grasping Marianne’s shoulders when she opened and shut the door, the delivery room having been sealed off to him for hours on end, already.

He had taken you there nearly a full day ago, let them whisk you inside, lock the doors, and get to work delivering your child.

His child.

A baby you’d made together and you had been suffering hours on end to bring into the world. He couldn’t help the pangs of guilt he felt between rushes of excitement and general worry, and this was one of those moments.

“I-it’s not necessarily bad.” Marianne continued with a nervous glance towards the room, “It’s just… there’s a bit more than we anticipated.”

“Marianne, you’ve gotta tell me what’s going on. Talking to me like this isn’t making the situation any less terrifying.”

“I know, I-I’m sorry, we just… we weren’t expecting to deal with so much! Granted, Byleth and the babies are fine, but it’s still going to be difficult considering-”

“Wait.”

Claude’s eyes narrowed, expression darkening. 

“Did you say ‘babies’?”

“I… they’re… twins, Claude. Byleth gave birth to twins.”

His expression morphed into one of shock and disbelief. He released her, hands limp at his sides. “Twins?”

She nodded. “Twins.”

“Twins…” Numbly, he sank onto the nearby bench (if it hadn’t been there he likely would have collapsed), running a hand through his hair “Wha… twins?”

“They’re both healthy, as far as we can tell… they’re just very quiet, and small, and… well, they’re like Byleth. Their hearts don’t exactly beat.”

“…Are they dead?”

“Claude, please- I just told you they’re like Byleth!” Marianne chided him, “Don’t think like that!”

“I-I’m sorry, you just… they’re missing heartbeats, but they’re… they’re okay right?”

“Right… As far as we can tell. Byleth seems to be happy with both of them, and they are breathing normally, so… w-we just need to monitor them for a while. That’s what I meant to tell you.”

“I see.” He exhaled shakily, leaning forward with his elbows digging into his thighs. His hands locked together in front of his face, staring into space. “…Twins…”

“Are you okay?”

“I’m- I think so. Are you fine?”

“I’m not the father of two new heirs to the throne.”

“Oh gods.” He chuckled nervously, leaning back as his hands went through his hair again. “Wow. Two babies. Two- what are they? Boys? Girls?”

“One of each.” She smiled at him, “It’s too early to tell which one looks the most like which parent, but… I think the girl looks more like you.” 

He laughed weakly; it was more out of shock than humor. “Oh my gods. How are we going to handle two kids at once?”

“You’re royalty, Claude- you don’t have to worry about any of that stuff.” Marianne reminded him, “Besides, if anything you’re the only one worried about this in the first place. Byleth’s perfectly calm.”

“She’s always calm.” He said with a shrug and a wobbly smile, “And… I’d like to see her.”

“I hoped so.” She replied as she rose, “Let me see if she’s awake.”

He watched as she quietly returned into the room, mumbling something to the other nursemaids. He tried to peek past her, spotting the top of your head in the bed at the back of the space, though he couldn’t see much more.

What he heard, however, were the squeaks and curious noises of some very small newborns. He nearly burst past Marianne at the sound.

“She’s ready for you.” She told him before he had a chance, “Just remember to be quiet, and gentle. You don’t want to overwhelm them.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” He brushed past them, waiting impatiently for all the nursemaids to exit and give the royal family some much-needed alone time.

The second it was shut he turned on his heel, slipped off his boots that clicked a little too loudly on the floor, and slipped the gloves from his hands, wanting to have as few barriers between him and his new family as possible.

“You’re… fidgeting.” 

He perked at your voice, his head snapping up to find you watching him with amusement in your eyes. He just shrugged and slid his cape off, tossing it onto a chair nearby before he made his way to your bed.

“I’m just trying to make this as easy as possible. I just want to really hold you, y’know?” Claude responded, searching the sea of blankets for the bundles he’d been waiting to meet for nine months. “I, uh… I heard a rumor we had a little surprise during the delivery.”

“Two surprises, technically.” You told him with a tired smile, shifting against the pillows and lifting your arms just enough to reveal a pair of swaddled up blankets. “But one that was most unexpected. She’s… full of surprises, just like you.”

“I heard she’s got my hair.” He breathed, trying his hardest to find a joke, or some sort of levity.

But the gravity had never felt stronger. This was real. You, his wonderful, beautiful wife, had just given him two brand new little lives. This was all real and happening, after months and months that made it seem like a dream.

“Would you like to hold one?”

“I want to hold both of them,” He said honestly, “But I guess sharing is caring, huh?”

“You should meet your firstborn. Only by a few minutes, but… he’s a handsome little prince.” You mused, shifting closer as he settled onto the bed beside you, cautiously holding his hands out to receive the precious cargo.

The second that bundle of blue landed in his arms, Claude melted.

He could only stare in awe at the teeny tiny, soft and pink little person that was barely visible in his wrap. He definitely had your nose, and without a doubt the fair color of your hair was sticking out from the fabric. He tucked the little one to his chest, his face splitting into a warm grin.

“Hi there, little man… look at you… you’re definitely gonna be a mama’s boy, aren’t you? I can see it already.” He whispered, “Gods, he’s beautiful, Byleth. He’s so, so beautiful.”

You sank back into your pillows, sneaking a look of your son who was happily snoozing away in his father’s arms.

“He’s quite cute, isn’t he?”

“He’s gorgeous.” Claude exhaled softly, “Wow, he’s… I just… I love him so much I feel like I could burst, y’know? He’s so small… to think he’s gonna grow up to be the Archbishop’s heir. Maybe it’ll be a family thing.”

“I don’t know. It’s an awful lot of responsibility to put on a newborn. Besides, he seems to have more of your curious personality. I think it’ll suit her, better.”

“Her?” He looked over as you gently pulled back the blankets around the baby’s face. His eyes widened as he found himself looking at a tiny little girl with a shock of dark hair and a crinkled nose, annoyed that she was being revealed to the world.

“Ohh, ho ho. Look at that little girl.” He gave a teary laugh, drawing you into his chest and wrapping his free arm around you, peering down at his daughter. “Hi, sweetheart… look at her- she’s not a thing like her brother.”

“Marianne said they were… fraternal.” You explained with a yawn and a smile, shifting your daughter closer so Claude might look at her closer. “They’re still twins, they just won’t look alike as they grow up, and… you’re crying.”

Claude paused at your observation, blinking. “O-oh. Am I? I hadn’t noticed.”

“You silly man.” You beamed at him, reaching up to brush away the tracks down his cheeks, “To think I was worried about you being a father. I think you’ll take the role on, well.”

“You kidding? There’s nothing I want more than to just stay in bed all day and be with you three. Haha, can you believe it? Two babies! I think we killed it on our first try.”

“Are you implying there are going to be more in the future?” You asked him with just a hint of worry that made him chuckle. He kissed your forehead, squeezing your shoulder.

“I’m not in any hurry, sweetheart. We’re gonna have our hands full as is, but… I’m not opposed to more tiny bishops and nobles running around if you’re not.”

“Let’s wait and see how we do with our first pair of gremlins.” You giggled, brushing your finger across your daughter’s nose. She squeaked in surprise to the delight of her parents, snuggling closer. 

Claude settled down beside you, the two of you lying there with newborns settled on your chests, reveling in the beauty that was your precious family. It had been a long, trying delivery, but now… you had never been happier. You had your new family, now, altogether.

And you loved them with all your heart.

[crows-of-buckets]

I've wanted to make a fe3h oc for years, however for some reason I just. Can't make one. I think it's cause for whatever reason I'm so satisfied with the cast of three houses that I struggle making someone to add

[byleth-bitch]

Jeralt had never planned to return to Garreg Mach. If things had gone his way, he would have steered clear of the Church of Seiros entirely.

Of course, he never planned to fall in love, or get married, or have children, either. But those were all wonderful, happy things, and the Church and Rhea were not. Garreg Mach carried a weight, both in sad memories and malaise. It felt like a trap, primed to spring on its unsuspecting victim. Or in this case, victimS.

Jeralt was more worried about Byleth than he was himself. Rhea had always been… strange in regards to the twins. Jeralt felt that it was a much different sort of… fondness or even fascination, than one might normally have for their grandchildren.

Of course, the twins didn’t have names when Jeralt fled with them. It was customary, in the Church of Seiros, to name children once they reached the age of one year, so that their personality could bloom and their body could prove itself capable of surviving.

Jeralt had never truly followed the Church, but he still waited until the children were a year of age to name them. It would have made Sitri happy.

But Jeralt was not a creative man, and he had never planned to contribute to the naming of these children, much less decide their names outright. He didn’t have a clue where to start, but eventually he came up with the name Byleth.

He had hoped that, having chosen one name, the second would come easy. However, Jeralt never came up with a second name.

The twins were inseparable, and it became apparent to Jeralt and his mercenaries that, when one child was called, both would react. It seemed natural, then, for both twins to be Byleth.

All would have been well, had they not been dragged back into the folds of the Church. The twins would have continued to surpass even the most seasoned warriors in Jeralt’s troop, and eventually would have taken over as leaders in Jeralt’s stead. The two would have remained side by side, two halves of a whole. Now though, the shared name proved confusing and downright infuriating.

Jeralt wasn’t sure what Rhea was playing at, offering the teacher positions to the twins. They were by no means qualified. Heck, they were hardly a year or two older than the students. Jeralt thought, a bit anxiously, that the twins probably weren’t all that good at socializing with kids their age. Did they ever even speak with other kids growing up? It was the first time that Jeralt had felt genuinely concerned for his children.

He attributed his unease to the fact that the twins were being separated for the first time in their lives. Byleth, the girl, had chosen to teach the Black Eagles—students from the Adrestian Empire, while Byleth, the boy, had chosen to teach the Blue Lions—students from the Kingdom of Faerghus.

Surrounded by other teens and young adults, each Byleth had looked so painfully out of their depth. Despite their stoic, expressionless face, Jeralt had the sense that they were both nervous. Each had a hand resting casually against the pommel of their sword. To most, it would be an idle position, but Jeralt knew the twins well enough to know better.

Alright that’s enough out of me. I’m going to bed but I might finish/continue this later idk

[simonetheestan]

tagged by: @sheikahwarriork

rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

Dimitri found the freckled girl to be rather disconcerting with her cold blue gaze but that gaze was less threatening than ones that were held by the recently introduced mercenary twins.

Im not gonna tag anyone cause I don’t know a lot of people that I feel close enough yet do this with so.....lol

[tatibana-tsuki]

2023年描き初めウサギずきん先生です　今年もよろしくおねがいします

[limielle]

im curious what you think of byleth and dimitri's sexuality?

if u mean like their in game sexualities then bisexuality rules but if u mean what i personally hc of them they are also both bi