#syldue

[dvrtrblhr]

Somehow I still have more ships in my list? You people are too good at this lol

I'm still searching for good Shez ships now, so I'd like to know everyone's favorites!

It should go without saying but please don’t be rude just because you don’t like a ship. If you want to debate or discuss a ship, do it in the tags/comments in a polite manner. This is supposed to be fun. Let’s all be mature adults!

If your favorite ship is not here, it’s probably featured in another poll. You can see all the polls by going to my blog and choosing the tag “valentines polls”. You can also just tell me in the tags or comments.

[villaincock]

smoochie (kissie)

[cynical-gamer-media]

Sylvain Rarepair Week 2024, Sylvain/Mercedes/Dedue

Day 4: Sincerity & Duplicity.

Sylvain thinks himself quite the master of disguising and brushing aside his feelings. But Mercedes and Dedue are equally as bad, despite being better people than him. It takes someone who hides behind a mask to know another--in this case two others.

Also all being injured or exhausted helps them to open up, whether they want to or not.

[kayisdreaming]

*singing* I keep forgetting to post heeeeeere~

New fic: an FFX au that features sylvdue!

It will be big!

Fandom: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses, Final Fantasy X

Rating: Mature

Characters: Sylvain Jose Gautier, Felix Hugo Fraldarius, Dedue Molinaro, Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd

Additional Tags: FFX AU, summoner sylvain and dimitri, guardian felix and dedue, learning more about yourself and your bonds when traveling across the continent amirite, Hurt/Comfort, Major Character Injury, Non-Linear Narrative, Angst and Fluff in equal measure, self-depreciation, you probably need to know ffx world and fe3h characters to enjoy this at all, Implied Sexual Content, tags to be added

Summary:

When facing the ruins of Zanarkand, Sylvain thinks of everything--and everyone--who got him here.

A sort of au character study, full of what friendship and romance means for someone walking toward death.

[indigowallbreaker]

squeezing hand for comfort and encouragement from the hand prompts for syldue (any mermaid arrangement you like!

It's Dedue's turn to be a mermaid! This one is kinda canon-adjacent, you could say?

(Taking MerMay Rarepair prompts until the end of May!)

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Some part of Sylvain wondered if he should take his clothes off. He had been standing waist deep in the ocean-- still wearing his jacket, shirt, pants, and sandals-- for some time now. The part of him not wondering about his attire was contemplating the orb in his hand.

The orb was made of translucent green glass, with a turquoise gem suspended in the middle. It weighed almost nothing. Sylvain held it up to the morning sun, watching the way the light cast greenish freckles on the still water around him.

"You disapprove," Sylvain stated.

Not far ahead of him, about where the shore dropped off into deeper water, was Dedue. The merman's long, thick tail was teal, with a jagged stripe of orange and yellow scales around his torso where it met brown skin. His white hair was pulled back with a hairtie Sylvain had gifted him back when they first met.

Dedue frowned at Sylvain's words. "I only worry."

"You're good at that."

"You said yourself that this spell from Annette is temporary," Dedue went on, swimming close enough that he had to lay across the sand. "I know you wish to escape the burdens of your crest, but I worry you will forever mourn a life you cannot get back to."

Sylvain lowered the glass orb. "I can just ask Annette to make more. Or a stronger one. Or even a permanent one, if I gave her enough time!" He said it like it was a joke, but he could tell Dedue saw right through him.

"Remember that life in the ocean has its own struggles."

"I know."

"You will be trading crest problems for other ones."

"Yeah, but..." Sylvain moved forward, the water now up to his thighs. He reached out and took Dedue's hand. "The ocean's got you. That's enough for me."

Dedue's steel grey eyes rounded before he let out a warm chuckle. He squeezed Sylvain's hand. "I am not trying to talk you out of this, you understand. There is much I wish to show you under the ocean."

Sylvain grinned. "Can't wait." He knelt in the water, soaking his clothes with a sense of finality. Taking a deep breath of air-- his last for the next 24 hours-- Sylvain clutched the orb in his hand.

It cracked, fractured, and broke. The gem that had be suspended inside grazed Sylvain's palm.

Pain instantly spiked through Sylvain's chest and he gasped, a sharp thing that only hurt him more. His legs cramped horribly. Shutting his eyes tight, Sylvain grit his teeth, back bowing as he tried to hold in another cry. Dedue was speaking to him but none of the words could make it past the pain.

Squeezing Sylvain's hand again, Dedue pulled Sylvain under the waves.

Cool saltwater instantly soothed Sylvain's body. Dedue pulled Sylvain deeper, until the sand disappeared from under them, and Sylvain unfurled.

A sunset orange tail trailed after him. Slack jawed, Sylvain ran his hand across the delicate scales, marveling at the subtle stripes of turquoise just visible when the tail turned the right way. When he turned his tail the right way. Sylvain flipped his tail giddily. It was so easy to control, as if his torso had always ended in a mermaid's tail.

"It worked!" He exclaimed, probably unnecessarily. "Dedue, I can--"

Dedue kissed him. With one hand against Sylvain's lower back, Dedue wrapped his tail around Sylvain's, lacing their fingers together. Usually their kisses caused one of them to be in some awkward position to accommodate the other; Sylvain kneeling in seashells or Dedue craning his neck up. Sea and land weren't meant to fold together neatly.

This was the closest they had ever been to one another. And it was heaven.

Sylvain rest his free hand on Dedue's shoulder, sinking into the kiss. He wasn't sure if the tail tangling part was a typical mermaid thing or Dedue showing relief that the spell worked-- and he didn't care. Sylvain had water in his lungs, a strong hand in his grip, and Dedue over his mouth. Nothing else mattered in that moment.

It was Dedue who pulled away first. He touched his forehead to Sylvain's, uncurling their tails but still holding Sylvain close. "How do you feel?" He asked.

"Better than ever," Sylvain replied, lips still tingling.

"Good." Dedue drew back with a smile. "Then let us be off. The Duscur Sea awaits."

[omgkalyppso]

Have a Syldue Playlist:

[bladesandstars]

I am not gonna be able to write anything major for Sylvain rarepair week but I MIGHT do little drabbles with the day's prompt and a random song. I have so many good Sylvain rarepairs! Syldue, mercievain, sylorenz, claudevain....the list is very very long.

[yevie]

It’s been a really long time since I’ve used Tumblr and welp, feel like using it again so have some art I’ve done over the past few months! Yes, I really, really like Sylvain Jose Gautier >_> 

[dominodamsel]

now that i have the time and the freedom, nothing and no one can stop me from rushing out syldue content in between working on commissions. this is me now

[emblematicemblazer]

Everybody loves Sylvain

[jothsdump]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sylvain Jose Gautier/Dedue Molinaro

Time has taken it's toll and Sylvain worries that his husband wont love him like he used to. Dedue proves to him that would never be the case, with a return to an old favorite kink of their's.

Inspired by the cow kink trend that's been popular because of the new year. While sylvain hasn't escaped the trend, I couldn't help but notice a dearth of chunky Sylvain in those scenarios. So I decided to fix this.

[villaincock]

boygirl sylvain and her boyfriend 😬

[knuckle]

sylvain: hey sexy, I want to de-do you 

the rest of blue lions: we told you that wouldn’t work oh my god you fucking gross moron

dedue: heh 🥰💕

blue lions: what the fuck

[silverdriftdragon]

Carelessly in Love

Hi yes, its been a while since ive posted anything on tumble and yet... Here I am with a fe3h rarepair...

Anyway, enjoy this modern/bakery au that I did for an art trade!

Pairing: Sylvain/Dedue

Rating: T

Length: 2,505 words

[indigowallbreaker]

#76 from the kiss prompts “top of head kiss” for syldue!!

I’m back with more rarepairs! 

(Currently accepting rare ships! Click here for the info post!)

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Deflecting yet another arrow with his shield, Sylvain thrust his lance at a swordsman trying to cut across to Annette and Ashe’s section of the battlefield, all the while keeping an ear out for the tell-tale whinny of Ingrid’s pegasus-- which would only happen if she were in trouble-- and his eyes peeled for Dimitri’s cloak, a particular combination of blue and blood splatter that had been in front of Sylvain just a second--

Something solid connected with the side of Sylvain’s skull. The world darkened around him. He thought he heard a voice calling his name. The last thing he felt was guilt that he couldn’t answer them...

And then he was awake.

Sylvain blinked sluggishly, greens and browns filtering into his vision. Another blink caused the scenery to right itself-- and he could see trees in the distance. Recognizing the road leading up to Garreg Mach, Sylvain tried to make a noise. All that came out was a garbled croak.

“Sylvain?” 

It was then Sylvain realized he was being carried on someone’s back. He lifted his head and saw short white hair, a scarred cheek half turned to look at him. “Hang on. We’re almost there,” Dedue soothed.

“How’s everyone else?”

“Ashe took a fire spell to the shoulder, but otherwise everyone is fine.”

Sylvain lowered his head again, letting out a sigh.

“There is no reason to blame yourself,” Dedue said, reading Sylvain’s sigh perfectly. “Even if you had been conscious, you would have been too far away to help. Ashe will be okay, just as you will.”

Sylvain didn’t respond to that. He just let his eyes drift shut again, the dull throb in his head convincing him to slip under again. But Dedue hefted him higher and Sylvain jolted awake. “You shouldn’t fall asleep.” Dedue looked back at him again. “Talk so I know you’re awake.”

“Sure, let’s talk.” Sylvain couldn’t keep the bitterness out of his tone. “We can go over how terrible that battle was, or how easy I was to knock out, or--”

“I would rather you talk about your favorite things.”

The gentle way Dedue spoke caught Sylvain off guard. He hesitated, tempted to ignore the request and continue picking apart his own failures.

Sylvain wrapped his arms around Dedue’s neck. “I like art,” he said slowly. “Paintings. Especially if it’s a painting where it’s snowing outside. I like cheese, a good berry sauce, eggs, the color green... what else...”

The rest of the way to Garreg Mach was spent in this way. Dedue only spoke up when Sylvain trailed off, either commenting on the last thing Sylvain said or just prompting him to keep going.

“We’re almost at the gates,” Dedue said at one point, snapping Sylvain back into consciousness. “Just a few more. What else do you like?”

Sylvain nuzzled into Dedue’s back and mumbled. “I like you. A lot.”

Dedue chuckled. “I like you too, Sylvain.”

“No, I mean, I like you.”

“I know. And I like you too.”

Sylvain tightened his hold on Dedue’s neck. “Somehow I don’t think you’re taking me seriously.”

Dedue stopped walking. Sylvain realized his eyes had closed again but he couldn’t find it in him to care anymore. A pair of hands gently helped him from Dedue’s back, low voices spoke over him, and then Sylvain was lying down.

Someone pressed their lips to the top of his head. Sylvain forced his eyes open in time to catch Dedue brushing hair from his forehead. “We will speak again once you are better,” Dedue said with a small smile.

“I’m holding you to that,” Sylvain murmured. Dedue chuckled again. Then he nodded to someone behind Sylvain and Sylvain felt himself being carried off.

Craning his neck around-- in a way that his head protested-- Sylvain looked up at the person walking alongside him. “Think I have a chance with that guy?”

Felix, lip split by otherwise healthy looking, snorted. “He carried you all the way back here. What do you think, idiot?”

Sylvain wanted to offer a witty reply, but his head had had quite enough. Smiling at the memory of Dedue kiss, Sylvain let darkness take him once again.

[eeleye-mcshitposts]

*resigns myself to rarepair hell*