#fe aideen

[memie-art-blog]

Edain for @/DummyMarino. Thank you for your votes!

[nieznasztejosoby]

I want my new years resolution to be posting more of my jugdral aet so enjoy. :D

[feshippingpolls]

How about a series of Genealogy classics (aka, the not-technically-canon-to-genealogy options that are nevertheless the 'starting kit' pairs?) Aideen/Jamke Ayra/Lex Sylvia/Claude Finn/Lachesis Levin/Erinys Tailtiu/Azel Brigid/Dew

FE: Should they kiss?

Aideen x Jamke

[jadesnapart]

Edain from FE4 for Madison on ko-fi!!!!!! my fav Edain's have big hair so I wanted to be sure to exemplify that! thank you for the request!! ☕️☕️

how do I make a request?

[ayumitsuu]

WHITE is Edain! 🤍 Also Byron 🩶 + Eldigan 👑

Edain won by 1, so I -had- to draw Byron (2nd). Byron barely has any white, but people voted for him anyway 😂 (great taste tbh) I put him in the middle of black + white for “grey” 🤭 Eldi was a must for da trio 😤 his boa is white so-

With that, my color wheel challenge is COMPLETE! WOOHOO! 🥳

Close-up 🤍 they cover the whole white swatch on the actual template so I did a bit of finaggling

Da bros

Da sisters

Da fam

Alternate version - a bit more balanced? Can’t decide which I like more

[sonodaxchoco]

Random chibi heads!! I kinda want to take requests of these for any FE character so send one in if you want

[rainbowdonkee]

Thank you for the Jugdral Juice @ Fire Emblem Cipher series! Y’all doing work!

[textpostemblem]

[ciphershop]

Selling Aideen for $2! Drop me a message if you’re interested

[jugdralchaosinbound]

Edain: Jamke, can you keep an eye on Dew? He's going to steal from the wrong person and get himself punched

Jsmke: Sure, I'd love to see Dew get punched

Edain: Try again.

Jamke: ...I will stop Dew from getting punched

Edain: Correct

[ankhlesbian]

FE Femslash Week: Day 2

Prompt: dutiful/admiration, for @fireemblemfemslashweek

Fandom: Fire Emblem 4

Pairing: Ayra/Edain

Rating/Length: G, ~800 words

Title: from afar

Edain longs for what she can’t have.

Edain had always known that, deep down, she was a selfish person, prioritizing her own wants over her duties. She had never liked the idea of training as a knight under her father, never liked holding a sword or riding a horse, even though those were the most direct ways to serve the people of Jungby. Violence seemed far too messy a deed, one that left no one happy in the end.

When Brigid had disappeared, it took but a brief moment before she knew finding her was the new most important task to her. The priests at Bragi Tower were happy to give her lectures and guidance, to speak of the diaspora of their clerics across the continent. It had seemed a perfect solution to searching for her sister; she would see far more people and have far more allies to question than she would by being a knight. It was the least she could do to dedicate herself to religious duties when she was taking advantage of the clergy.

And now here she was, years later, finding herself ready to stray from the vows of chastity. It wasn’t unusual at all for that vow to be largely ignored, but Edain had been using it for ages to turn down the nobles who expressed interest in the only daughter of the duke of Jungby. It was what she had used to turn down Jamke’s gentle advances, heart heavy, for he had given so much at her word.

It was simply that she had never had much interest in anyone, or so she thought, for here she was, pining over a woman from an enemy nation. Ayra carried herself with a simple grace, the posture of a noble and the light step of a dexterous fighter. Her swing never faltered on the battle field, her blade always glinting with a deadly sheen, no matter how much blood it spilled the day before.

Edain couldn’t help but admire Ayra’s dedication to her chosen task in life of aiding Sigurd to keep her nephew safe. She carried out even the simplest task with steady silence. In their occupation of Agusty, she hadn’t once complained about being asked to help with the menial tasks around the castle. Many of the servants had fled with its fall, and Sigurd was too kind-hearted to ask for any citizens to aid the force occupying them. To keep his band from growing idle, they had been assigned to complete various chores around the manor.

As of now, Ayra had been assigned to assist Edain in preparing food. She had assumed Ayra would have no problem with cutting up vegetables, but, well.

Edain peered over Ayra’s shoulder at the dreadful carnage, biting her lip to hold back laughter.

“Perhaps I should have demonstrated first,” she said gently. Ayra grunted.

“A knife is a lot smaller than a sword. Much harder to wield.” At that, Edain glanced at the way Ayra’s calloused hand was wrapped around the knife. That would explain what had become of the carrots.

“I can only imagine. It took me quite some time to pick this skill up. Father didn’t often want us running underfoot in the kitchens.” She reached for the hand holding the knife. “May I?”

Ayra looked at her briefly, face unreadable, but nodded. She lightly took ahold of Ayra’s slender fingers, correcting her grip. With the other hand she guided Ayra’s free hand to an intact potato. Ayra was quiet, but didn’t protest, keeping her shoulders squared against Edain’s weight as she leaned forward.

“You hold it like this, to lower the chance of cutting off a fingertip. And then you slice from there.” Hands over Ayra’s, she led her through the process, front pressed just barely against her back. At the end, she pulled back.

“I understand.” Ayra said solemnly, staring down at the chopping board with a strange intensity. Perhaps that level of physical contact had been beyond what Ayra had expected.

“Let me know once you’re done, and we can pass this off to the ones doing the cooking.” Edain turned away, focus on her own share of the vegetables. She could hear Ayra moving behind her, knife hitting the wood slowly at first and then faster as she fell into a rhythm.

Edain’s thoughts wandered again, to wondering if this was all she would ever have. It was the reasonable thing, considering they were in the middle of such wretched political turmoil, a messy war with no end in sight. But Sigurd and Lady Deirdre had found love despite it all, and they seemed happy enough. On the other hand, her priority right now was to keep Sigurd’s battalion healthy, and to keep her eyes peeled for any sign of her sister. To wish for more was arrogant, and Ayra had her own loyalties and homeland to return to. Their meeting was naught but a coincidence, a fleeting overlapping of their goals. There was no future here, not one Edain dared to let herself hope for.

[memie-art-blog]

Drew Edain in the Fujimori manga outfit!

[princeymarmar]

In an attempt to court the Duchess of Jungby, Jamke presents her with the part of Verdane Castle he's proudest of: the gardens. Edain isn't quite sure what to do with this.

...No, really. She was never trained in plant medicine. What does she do with this.

A Jamke/Edain oneshot that’s also part of, and in some ways a preview for, my nano project!

[skully-bones]

*inhALES*

. . C̶̤̻̖͚̤͇͆͆̿̌̕O̻͎̯̮̬̮̖̞͒͛͗̎̕̚͢͜͡͡Ṁ̷̼̬̥͉̘͕͕͎̱̅͆͑̈́́̔̐͡E̹̪͉̗͗̈̓͌͒͒͂̕͟ Ŏ̷̩̹͔̘̖̞̓͌̊̃̉̂̍͢͜͝N̨͚͓͔̯̬̺̅̃̌̆̕ Ą̥̙͍̝̗͓͔̑̂͑͊̐̈́̾̋͋͢Ȉ̵̳̰̖̬̻̗̺͓͑̓̈́͆̓͑̑̀͜D̰̣͙͚̍̆̒̎̍̊̄͋̚͠ͅÉ̡̛̠̣̜͉͔̂̀̀͊͑́͞͡E̷̡̢̛̦̫̞̟̓̿̒̉N̶̫̫̖̰̘͍̭̓̆̅̃͘ . .

[ylisstolpubliclibraries-blog]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Fire Emblem Series, Fire Emblem: Seisen no Keifu | Fire Emblem: Genealogy of the Holy War Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Aideen/Deirdre, Diadora | Deirdre/Siglud | Sigurd, (for canon reasons), One-Sided - Relationship, Adean | Aideen | Edain/Jamka Characters: Adean | Aideen | Edain, Diadora | Deirdre, Jamka (Fire Emblem), Siglud | Sigurd, Celice | Seliph Additional Tags: Femslash, adultery warning (just in case but the chars involved are chill)

Aideen starts at the voice, scrambling back until she hits a tree trunk. A face peers at her from the window, a beautiful face, pale skin and hair and eyes showing in soft stripes through the bars. Her eyebrows are sloped in genuine concern. Aideen takes a shaky breath and stands.

“Who are you?”

“Deirdre,” the woman says, as if confiding. “Oh, Lady, why are you weeping? I heard it as I passed and it broke my heart.”

[saecookie]

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Genealogy of the Holy War’s chapter 6 is such a wild ride, dropping hints about who is alive and who is not and who we don’t know (i’m watching you Aideen & Ayra) and then BAM LEWYN and i’m so utterly delighted and can’t stop squealing because i’m so happy to just have SOMEONE and someone i love there. 

Wild ride.