#sylvain and ingrid it is then... BUT INGRID AND ASHE 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

[hannya-quinn]

the hardest part in any fire emblem game is deciding who ends up with who

[meltypancake]

hellooo !!

i’m curious how eliane gets along with the rest of the blue lions ? or just any other significant relationships she has with any students at the monastery haha :0

hallo!!! thank you for the ask, it activated so many braincells c:

i'll cover her relationship with the blue lions in the early academy days for now ♪(´▽｀) ranked by friendship level, here we go!!

people she's close to ↓

annette 😊💖💖 precious pal

A+ study buddy and the true reason why eliane hasn't missed the majority of morning classes

she has caught herself removing the pebbles off a road, thinking annette would and could trip on them (´。＿。｀)

there are too many pebbles in this world. she'll just have to settle with catching her friend every time she stumbles

ashe 🥹😊💖 fun to tease

eliane felt an instant kinship with ashe! fellow commoners with a shared interest in herbology make for a great team (^^ゞ

much to his chagrin, she's also way into the spookies. tales of ghosts haunting the monastery really get her going and he would like none of that, thank you very much

she makes him a potpourri pouch filled with ghost-repelling herbs. he ties it to his evil-repelling amulet.

mercedes😊💖💖 provider of snacks and comfort

being around mercedes makes her feel so cared for, she's the older sister she's always dreamed of (´▽｀)

they are both waaay too easy-going for their own good though... empires will rise and fall while they munch on homemade sweets

on friendly terms ↓

ingrid 😋🥔 bonding bites

these two have the most riveting discussions about which tavern offers the juiciest cut of meat. they find time to record a whole tier list of dining hall dishes in a shared journal

ingrid is her best, most faithful taste tester! food truly is the cornerstone of society

dedue 😯🙂 a greenhouse regular she's curious about

she always assumed he was some kind of plant magician. apparently magic isn't his forte, so what the heck is up with that green thumb?

he makes sure to teach her the basics of gardening (before she can ruin the flower bed). the first time her seeds actually end up sprouting, she runs all over the monastery looking to show him

(adding him in the list for completion's sake) dimitri 🙂 nice, but a little uptight

rather distant ↓

felix 🙂 amicable (entirely one-sided)

he's so blunt unlike the whole lot of flowery nobles, there's no second-guessing the meaning of his words which eliane likes. she's pretty fond of him! he finds her rather annoying though (oﾟvﾟ)ノ

eliane will seek out felix for a spar, get obliterated until he's fed up entertaining small fry and he shuffles off as she lays defeated (though not disheartened). rinse and repeat

any verbal abuse goes in through one ear and out the other with her. what a gremlin

sylvain 😐🤨😑 ?????

eliane has incredibly mixed feelings about sylvain which get progressively worse the more she gets to know him

he ping pongs between being genuinely helpful and sensible while also making girls cry on a daily basis... and it would make her life a lot easier if he could just choose one and stick with it !!!

any attempts to flirt with her get shut down. on a different note, she's a little miffed he never trains or studies yet still gets better grades than her

at the end of the academy phase she's become more or less close to everyone in the blue lions, except maybe felix. he's not the type to be all buddy-buddy anyway (‾◡◝)

thank you for reaching the end!!! c:

[callmewishful]

Ingrid drags herself away. Standing, she walks across the hall, and slams her forehead to the stone. Clarity blooms along with the pain. Ingrid reels back, gasping. She crouches, hands fisting in her hair. Ingrid just wants it all to stop. She wants this to be a horrible fever dream, and to wake up back in her dorm, shaken, but unsullied. She backslides, again and again, as she waits for Sylvain to wake up. Pain is the only thing that brings her back from the brink, before she can hurt him again. She amasses quite the collection of bruises and cuts. It is, to her estimation, worth it. Sylvain, when he wakes, doesn’t agree. “Ingrid, what the fuck,” he says flatly. He holds out a hand to her, and of course she goes to him. He might try to get up by himself if she doesn’t, and what if he gets hurt? ...More hurt. Sylvain takes her face in gentle hands, frowning at the no doubt impressive bruise blooming on her forehead, the array of cuts on her nose and brow, the bloody indents of her teeth on her lower lip.  “Pain cuts through the compulsion,” she says. She refuses to feel guilty about this. She won’t hurt him. Not again. “So you turned yourself black and blue?” Sylvain remains unimpressed. “I’m not going to just let that thing use me to hurt you!” “I’m not saying you should,” says Sylvain. Calling fire to one hand, he starts pulling her eyelids up. “Just that maybe–maybe–cracking your head against the wall isn’t a very good strategy.” Ingrid squints against the light, wrinkling her nose. “Well it worked.” “If it’s stupid and it works, it’s still fucking stupid.” Sylvain lets the fire go, but keeps the hand up. “How many fingers am I holding up?” His thumb, index, and middle fingers are spread, and the ring and pinky fingers are tucked, so Ingrid says, “Three.” “Good. Follow my finger.” He draws a cross shape in the air: top left to bottom right, then top right to bottom left. “Cool. Good news is, your concussion is mild.” “And what’s the bad news?” Sylvain gives her a look, all fond exasperation. “Ingrid. Sweetheart. You have a concussion.” She blinks at him. “Fuck.” “Yeah. Great going, kid.” He shoos her back, ignoring her offended squawk. “Scoot. I need more room if I’m gonna get up.” He calmly fends off her every attempt to help him stand. Ingrid steals his pack in retaliation, swinging it over her shoulder before he can snatch it back. When she mugs at him, he just sighs. Sylvain gestures her forward. “Lead on, you little maniac.” Ingrid sticks her tongue out at him, and does.

i'm bullying the children :)

in all seriousness, there's something that just gets me about putting sylvain in situations where his Mom Friend tendencies shine. we get little hints of it in his supports with bernadetta, marianne, and ashe, but there's still little flashes of his usual bullshit. idk, i just wanted to see him go full on Mom at someone he loved.

Yessss!! I can’t remember if this is canon or not, but I swore somewhere it said Sylvain was a goof and getting into mischief just to get Ingrid to come out of her room after Duscur and it’s just 🥹 So I love love love that he gets to Mom Friend Ingrid here. He cares so much for her (and all his friends) and I want that mask to come off and him to just full out love on them!

(Side note: is there a place I can find your writing because I enjoy it so much)

[thesummerstorms]

I've finally done it... I've cleared every route in FE3H and gotten every character except the Ashen Wolves up to A Support at least one time. 🥹

I do kinda wish there was an unlockable ending somewhere a half step between the Golden Deer and the Black Eagles. I don't really enjoy invading everyone else's territory or conquering nations, but I do approve of dismantling the Church.

(Blue Lions automatically has the worst outcome because it tries to make me the leader of said church.)

In no particular order, I think my favorite characters are:

Blue Lions: Dedue, Ashe, Ingrid, and Felix (Sylvain only in his interactions with Ingrid or Felix...)

Golden Deer: Claude, Hilda, Ignatz, Lysithea

Black Eagles: Edelgard, Linhardt, Bernadetta

Others: Judith, Flayn

I'm not sure I have a favorite route, because like I said a "happy ending" would be something in-between Golden Deer and Black Eagles. And I'm pretty evenly split on favorite characters, even, so that doesn't help.

Too bad I can't trick Claude and Edelgard into being allies and somehow reveal Those Who Slither in the Dark being behind Duscur to Dimitri.