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vannen@vannen.bsky.social · 15h ago

another #wip for the Byleth Bash, this time for Blue Lions day 💙🦁 inventing a new version of the bechdel test, but it's for writing a conversation between Byleth and Dedue that's not about Dimitri 😂

He didn’t protest when the professor motioned for him to stand aside. He watched, silent and expressionless, as she approached the horse. In seconds, any trace of its discomfort vanished. Instead of shying away, the horse nosed at her pockets, whickering happily as she stroked its head. “My apologies,” Dedue said stiffly. He stared over the top of her head. “Horses do not like me.” The professor hummed. “Animals are intuitive.” Dedue’s heart sank. Despite the many cruel and abusive words he’d faced in life, the professor’s condemnation felt far worse. “Of course,” he said, trying to sound indifferent. “Even horses know to fear a man of Duscur.” Byleth glanced over her shoulder, brows slightly furrowed. “A horse does not know what Duscur is.”
Back to School Byleth Bash!@bylethweek.bsky.social · 7h ago

Don't forget about our Divine Pulse day, where you can reshare any Byleth-centric works! It's wild out there with fandom events and real life responsibilities, so hopefully this can take some of the pressure off 💙💚

Back to School Byleth Bash!@bylethweek.bsky.social · 2mo ago

"Your will and mine are now as one. Both sides of time are revealed to you, and you alone. You know I am The Beginning. What shall you do?" Day 7 is a chance to use the divine pulse: reshare your favorite Byleth-centric works from anytime in the past.

vannen@vannen.bsky.social · 15h ago

another #wip for the Byleth Bash, this time for Blue Lions day 💙🦁 inventing a new version of the bechdel test, but it's for writing a conversation between Byleth and Dedue that's not about Dimitri 😂

He didn’t protest when the professor motioned for him to stand aside. He watched, silent and expressionless, as she approached the horse. In seconds, any trace of its discomfort vanished. Instead of shying away, the horse nosed at her pockets, whickering happily as she stroked its head. “My apologies,” Dedue said stiffly. He stared over the top of her head. “Horses do not like me.” The professor hummed. “Animals are intuitive.” Dedue’s heart sank. Despite the many cruel and abusive words he’d faced in life, the professor’s condemnation felt far worse. “Of course,” he said, trying to sound indifferent. “Even horses know to fear a man of Duscur.” Byleth glanced over her shoulder, brows slightly furrowed. “A horse does not know what Duscur is.”