#blaimed

As an INFJ, I constantly bear the weight of things that I shouldn't. I feel like things are my responsibility; as if I could have done something or not have done something to prevent bad things from happening.

❛  oh, i know that look. that’s your ‘ i’m disappointed by your recent actions ‘ look. don’t tell me — you found out about what happened with the girl in the village. i promise, it’s not as bad as she’s making it seem!  ❜ and honestly, sylvain almost feels like it wasn’t even entirely his fault! how was he meant to know that she and her sister looked so alike? he’s only human / and humans were prone to making accidents! ❛  unless you’re upset about something else, in which case — do your dear old friend a favor and forget what i just said.  ❜

asked by @blaimed​ for edelgard from this

edelgard sees the world as a chessboard, one where she means to be the one in control of her moves. she has spent so long as a pawn in the game, being moved by those who seek to control their puppet emperor, that it bothers her too much and she wishes to break past those chains. however, she also knows that if she does so now, than all of the deaths in her past would be in vain, and she would not be able to live with herself then.

her outlook rarely changes, but her place upon the board does seem to shift depending on the circumstances. with her uncle and his cronies, she feels the pawn, a knight at best. against rhea, she is the black queen. with hubert, she is king. with her friends, she is queen once more, but the color matters less.

i implore you to support the dimiferdie agenda, thank you.

     “ w - who, me? “  anxious, she shakes her head back and forth in eager response. she eyes his weapon and fingers tighten ‘round the edge of her sleeves. a robbery?  in this neighborhood? ” ah, no, sir,  i’m sorry. i didn’t see anything. ” a voice nags from the back of her head [ or did you? ] it only serves to make her more nervous. “ is there anything I can do? “

anon said: dimitri, sylvain, felix !

wed, bed, behead ! // accepting !

          ❛ as much as i’d prefer my hands clean, i suppose the nature of this game requires some brutality. ❜ her lips curled, just so, even as she glanced off disinterestedly. they were speaking in hypotheticals, not realities, and, so, she could apply as much logic as she wished without feeling her heart crumble.

          ❛ i think that i would wed sylvain. i can hear the collective sigh in the room, but hear me out: he is much more than we all see him as. not to mention, i would be able to bed him as much as i wish. ❜ not that she’d even need marriage for that, but that wasn’t the nicest thing to say out loud. especially about a treasured friend.

          ❛ now, we can’t leave faerghus without a king. so it’s either i take over or dimitri lives. and i wouldn’t mind taking over. sometimes i think that i could run things better and it would spare dear felix’s life ... ❜ what was it she’d said about not feeling anything ? she seemed to have forgotten that this was a game along the way.

          ❛ i’m sorry, dimochka. i’d have to bed felix and behead you. i can’t fathom harming felix, but i could see myself putting you out of your misery if my hand was forced. ❜

        “ i wouldn’t be so quick to pass judgement. look at it from another perspective. ”