#illcutthrough

[bienaimee]

★★　　somewhere in sylvain’s chest, there had been a tightness he hadn’t been able to acknowledge. it came with the territory of being sylvain, really; if he never looked at what could hurt him, it could only occasionally sneak up to throttle him. that knot had grown with every familiar face, be they friend or foe, with every time he laughed at a joke and turned to see if-- no one was smirking along, with every broody sword-carrying douchebag he met in a bar.

he considered striking up conversation with them, now and then, but the fact was, they’d never measure up to his broody sword-carrying douchebag. and so the knot grew smaller, tighter, threatened to consume him. and he continued to just not look at it. but this time... he found felix looking out over one of the island’s prettier views, by accident or choice he couldn’t guess.

“hey,” he greeted simply, leaning his back against the fence of the overlook and giving felix a crooked smile. “what do you say? can i get that hug now?”

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[adcinerem]

“yours is wooden too.”

it was an odd greeting, perhaps, but felix had always been someone byleth felt no need to edit himself with. birds of a feather, as it were, independent men with freedom in their hearts, who just so happened to have a love for blades and a disdain ( or in byleth’s case, no knack ) for niceties. so it was easy to latch onto the state of felix’s weaponry, rather than hello, nice to see you again, are you well?

he pulled out his own piece of wood, pale even in comparison to a training sword, though that was certainly its purpose, and examined them against each other. “i suspect it will take a deft hand to do any damage with these without simply snapping them.” he then looked to felix’s face, and gave a small smile. “if i could trust anyone’s hand to the task, it would be yours.”

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[florexfugit]

illcutthrough replied to your post: “Actually, perhaps it is for the best that Felix...

did dedue just call me a manlet?

“...”

[vasovagalsyncopsis]

@illcutthrough​

As much as they had plans to approach the swordsman with casualties---and they still planned to, really---they had to give pause for a moment. It had been evident that with Byleth, everyone came from all over. Could this be the same Felix that fought beside them in the war, or one that wanted to and may have in fact, gutted them with a sword. The latter thought made them shiver a bit. It wasn’t something they would like to think on, really. Really something they would like to avoid.

So they decided to be more reserved about it, slipping into the chair across from him rather than possibly startling him from speaking from behind. Best leave space between them, after all. That was probably a good move when dealing with Felix at all.

"Felix, how nice to see you again.” It was sincere, regardless of where this one came from.

“How are you coping with the loss of a real sword? I’ve seen others only receive wooden replicas, can’t be too useful, hmm.”

[bienaimee]

👤 + dedue && also 👤 + umm ashe ?

“i love dedue! he’s such a strong-hearted, genuinely good person, and–”

“…and when dedue says i’m a good person.. i believe him. that’s something special. something no one else can do. just being around him lights up my life, and makes me feel like i’m not all that terrible either. …seriously, i love dedue. i actually based my strength training on making sure i was at least strong enough to lift him in a hug.”

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“ashe and i… used to not get along so much, i think. and back home, it’s probably still that way. we’re getting along here and now, but in general, it’s pretty obvious i don’t meet ashe’s standards. the fact that i am a knight of faerghus, and also continue to… well, be me, means there may be some, uh.. dissonance there. i’m nowhere near a storybook knight. in fact, growing up i always played the kidnapped princess…”

[florexfugit]

@illcutthrough​ // x

Dedue felt very alone. It was something he was used to experiencing, being a man of Duscur. He’d felt alone when he’d come to Garreg Mach, and he’d felt alone during his years apart from his classmates. Almost sacrificing his life for Dimitri had not caused his feelings for his classmates to lessen; in fact, when he was returned to their sides he felt a rush of pride and loyalty to all of them. They’d been fighting against a common enemy, with Dimitri as their very capable leader.

And they’d succeeded.

Of course they’d succeeded. How could they not, with the professor and Dimitri fighting together, with the strength of his friends by their king’s side? There was a happy ending in there for everyone, a united Fodlan that recovered after the horrors the Adrestian Empire had inflicted.

Dedue felt pleased with that -- the idea that even if he wasn’t home, the world he knew was still succeeding. But that didn’t eliminate the feelings of loneliness inside. He missed Sylvain, Mercedes… Ashe… 

He looked up, his eyes widening a little as he saw who could only be Felix. He kept his expression mostly neutral but tried to hide both the intrepidation and the excitement he felt rising within. He might have found a classmate, even though it was one he didn’t see eye to eye on.

“Felix?” he called out, tentative. “Is that really you?”

[bienaimee]

illcutthrough replied to your post: illcutthrough replied to your post: “my (25M)...

i’ll push you but tell everyone it was him. what are friends for?

“i was just gonna ask if you wanted to push me down the stairs! ...i don’t think it’ll solve anything, and i actually would prefer you don’t spread lies about him, but now i’m so excited at the idea of doing something stupid i don’t wanna skip that part.”

[adcinerem]

👤 + edelgard && 👤 + claude

edelgard

“i often feel i don’t.. deserve to care for her. like i haven’t earned it. but i care for her anyway. i will not do her the dishonor of saying i wish things had gone differently– she fought for her beliefs, and i opposed her methods. we battled as enemies, and one of us would always fall. still… i love her dearly.”

claude

“if i’m being honest… i’m starting to worry for him. i’m certain i misread him, somewhere along the way. it… i’m ashamed, to be the one to fall for a mask, when it should be such an obvious one. i hope i can still help, in some way..”