#Hope it’s not cringe

[stergeon]

Rating: Teen and Up (old man angst)

Chapters: 2 of 4 (possibly 5)

Words: 11.8k (21k cumulative)

Chapter Summary: Byleth and Claude settle into new routines on the farm.

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Almost seventy years after the events of Silver Snow, the winds of chance bring Byleth to a farm in Almyra, where Claude has been living out his retirement in relative obscurity. The ruler of the United Kingdom of Fódlan went missing a few years back, but she’s alive, and she doesn’t look a day older than she did when Claude last saw her all those decades ago.

That’s not to say she’s unchanged. A lifetime’s worth of decisions, grief, joys, and regrets have transformed them both, and they have a lot to re-learn about each other. In their waning days, the last specimens of a dying breed come together to make sense of the tragedies of their shared past, reflect on the lives they’ve built in the years since, and decide whether the world they’ve helped shape has changed for the better.

[sl33py-g4m3r]

Am I finished….? Am I going to see any fellows when I awake…? What…… happened……….? …………???

Am ……. I……… conscious………? Is……. This…….. a dream? ……….

‘Last I remember……… ………………?!’

‘??? Confusion……… a thick haze almost like smoke clouds my mind………’

Slightly alarmed I try opening my eyes…….. all I do is twitch slightly… my body doth not respond……. ‘So exhausted…………. I doth not sleep here……….’

What’s that feeling? Someone…….. jostling me moving me? Are they stripping me of equipment ?? Can I do nothing?? Are people talking, or yelling? What pray tell is happening? Come on eyes, open….

‘Everything sounds so very far away……… my……… fellows………….’

‘……..’ he slips into unconsciousness amongst the commotion…

Twitch…. My body twinges as I vaguely feel something ?? ‘What is this feeling….? Static?? Have I been hit with electricity? Consciousness creeps into my awareness and my senses are less dull than before….. is it rain……?? Needless to say I feel…….. odd………

Slowly I attempted to open my eyes once more……. ‘Where am I……? I……….? Who……… am i ???’

Rain. Twas in fact, rain. Slowly I realize I’m laying in a field, by a lake….. in the rain……… soaking wet…… face to face with grass…...

‘No memory of whom I am, nor these clothes I’ve donned…… they look cool….. and what of this glove….. clad in steel? ……… what’s this……..? A sword?? I have a sword???? Could I even wield one?’

I struggle to my feet slowly no longer as sleepy as I’ve felt before….. I look to try to figure out what this glove does…… only then do I notice……. I can see through myself…….? ‘……….?!?!’ I can see the lake through my hand…..?!?

“What in heaven’s sake?”

‘I proceed to panic slightly as I find a spot out of the rain….. it is nice however…… a cool rain……. A breezy one…..’

‘Watching the clouds and the limbs of the tree blow in the wind; I question whether I live or have perished……. Whether anyone can see my form….. or I’m invisible to them…. Surely I can interact with things if I can actively feel the rain……. But why am I transparent still if that’s the case….?’

Staring off into space……. Slumped by a tree, is an exceptionally odd fellow…….. unknown to what year it currently is, nor whom he himself is……. Just lost…

Just a vague feeling of loss, lament, and confusion… at this place that is unknown to him. This time….. everything…… letting those feelings take a chokehold on him, he lapsed into slumber once more. Rain lightning, he lay slumped by the roots of the tree.

Nary a fragment of memory of his fellows, of Mikado, the gauntlet, nor his demons…. his own name even……

‘Where shall I be when I awake next…? I have seen nary a soul out here……. Can anyone see me……? If I feel the rain I can hopefully interact with other things as well…………. If someone does see me……. I do hope they’ll lend me their aid………’

[reasonsforhope]

Sometimes you just have one of those moments where the progress we've made as a culture get thrown into stark relief. You look at something and go "Holy shit, that would never have happened when I was a kid."

Today, I had one of those moments when I realized that the teenage boys I'm working with are just. genuinely, openly enthusiastic about going to Build-a-Bear for their outing.

These are sixteen and seventeen year old boys! They just had a whole conversation about what to name their "cute", mostly new squishmallows! They're genuinely excited that they're going to Build-a-Bear this weekend and asking other kids to pick up specific accessories for them!!

Holy shit, that never would've happened when I was 16. None of the boys would have dared to be visibly interested - and neither would most of the girls! There would have been a million gay jokes and "Haha, you're a girl" jokes and "What are you, a baby?" jokes. Teenagers weren't even supposed to care about anything back then!

Less than 15 years later, and I'm watching three 17 year old boys treat all that as not even worthy of comment.

So let's call that a reason for hope. Even when the kids aren't alright, in some ways apparently they are alright. Go Gen Z, honestly. It's so lovely to watch you guys just openly doing and saying stuff that, when I was a teen, would've been a social death sentence.

[magic-worms]

trying to articulate my thoughts on the 7th tf2 comic confirmation by using the tf2 characters to articulate those thoughts

[ozumii-fucking-wizard]

Stay hopeful, stay kind, dear Halsin.

[starleska]

as a cringe selfshipper who's been in fandom for decades and draws nothing but blushy ship art, i feel so seen and so attacked right now 😂💖💖💖

[teabagtoaster]

unfortunately their ill-advised-casual-workplace-situationship-gone-wrong compels me

[eeniiart]

[spoopdeedoop]

something about fire and starlight

[chiisanajimi]

vishkar architect academy dorm room sneak peek

(inspired by @/hausofdecline)

[parallelpie]

First off this absolutely cursed AU was inspired by Lemonomelette and a post they made -X Secondly I imagine it all being about bots and cons trying to one up each others factions and not actually helping in any serious way because their too busy with their own faction bs.

Think of two rival car dealerships across the street one upping each other to get business and instead of business with cars its interstellar robot fairys trying to woo sm children to let them grant their inconsequential wishes (which may or may not be worth it) instead of the other guy next door.

[j3nnix]

WHAT??!?! HELP ME!!11!11!!1!

yeah they got me too............

[sheyfu]

sunday loves it when you cradle his head close to your chest; the warmth that surrounds him, as well as the sound of your heartbeat, give him a sense of comfort.

he also loves it when you litter his face with kisses; the way your lips touch every surface of his skin, the way giggles accompany every kiss you plant, as well as the way you get 'cuteness agression' and eventually start squishing his cheeks give him the slice of life he's been craving.

it makes him wonder if he truly deserves your love.

he gets a kiss and a sulky you whenever he questions himself.

anyways, did i also mention he loves it when you touch his wings? yeah, he really does. he gets all shy and flustered every time he allows you to touch them. (he loves it though).

sunday also loves it when you wake him up. there's just something so domestic about it that makes him want to marry you right then and there.

are there more things sunday loves about you? hmmm well,

he loves how youre the center of his universe. everywhere he goes, everything he sees, and everything he hears remind him of you.

he also loves how youre in every dream he's been into. whether it'd be venturing the land of penacony or even the most random dreams like that one time where he dreamt of aventurine and the trailblazer break dancing, you were always there, alive and well.

(sunday would never admit it out loud, but he really enjoyed the display of foolery from the two)

everytime you smile at him, the world seems to light up.

everytime you stay up with him while he does his neverending paperwork, makes him question if he truly deserves your love.

he gets more kisses but a much sulkier you after that

everytime you remind him that you chose him, it makes him feel like the luckiest guy in the whole entire world.

every word, every action, everything you do for him is accompanied by your assurance and warmth.

yet, as he kneels down in front of a sea of flowers, your portrait in the middle of it, he wonders if he really did deserve you.

he waits for your kiss this time.

[hg-aneh]

Read a fic in which Crowley's brain (or lack thereof) stopped working whenever he got a nice angelic cuddle... got inspired

[wienners]

"dude its not that embarassing to rewatch some creepypasta stuff you liked as a teenager" the character i imprinted on like a baby duck at 16 was a demon from new jersey that acts like the humanization of every offspring song and canonically listens to scissor sisters. His favorite color is purple and his favorite pokemon is gengar. He leaves people notes with emojis on them. He acts like a beetlejuice scare actor at halloween horror nights. His catchphrase is "feeling sassy?" Hes (allegedly) worked with every war criminal throughout history and been every serial killer. even the gay ones. he ate a baby. his animal motif is a rabbit. hes kind of based off donnie darko. he talks to his cats in a baby voice. he wears a white fedora that makes every video he wears it in feel dated by like 7 years. hes 5'3. he hacked a girls tumblr blog. he added a laugh track over a video of him killing people. he named a chainsaw rex. he torments people by playing frank sinatra at them. his name comes from an animal collective song. theres a canon blog entry where he makes the speakers blare rob zombie before he enters a room, then holds a guy at gunpoint to describe what he did to to him while "making sure to leave in all the cool parts". Hes like ten tumblr sexymen traits rolled into one. His actor has gone on record saying heath ledgers joker inspired his acting choices. Sometimes his voice gets distorted and it makes him sound like bill ciphers first year on HRT. Hes basically like my artistic muse. For some fucking reason i associate the song cake by the ocean with him. I firmly believe that if everymanhybrid didn't require a masters degree in creepypasta autism to comprehend, he would've caused more teenage stabbings than the slenderman incident and more kin war tumblr scenarios than nagito komaeda.

[hh-and-hb-fan]

Fresh memes of the cooked one and boisvert

CMERE AND EAT YOUR SLOP PHEN SIMPS