Yes!!!!! I Love It So Much!!! I Never Get Bored Of It No Matter How Many Times I Read It!

Yes!!!!! I love it so much!!! I never get bored of it no matter how many times I read it!

I forgot to mention that A New Dawn was inspired by the AO3 fic Over My Head written by AceTrainerHope. It’s a story about giant!f!Robin, and it’s a wonderful fic for anyone who wants to get their Fire Emblem G/T content. The main difference I had was that Byleth was normal sized pre-timeskip.

Reblog if you ship Quirrellmort to the ends of the Earth.

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Maki Naro @ The Nib

A fun spin of the prompt:

You and the narrator are friends. The narrator respects your opinion of not wanting to be the main character, while you let the narrator vent to you about how stupid people are. One day, you both get tired of living like this and decide to find a way to end the story once and for all. Shenanigans ensue.

Despite having pink hair, untold magic power and a tragic backstory, the narrator refuses to make you the main character.

Giant Byleth Fic

Prologue

"It is most rude to interrupt a moment of repose. Very rude indeed."

Byleth could do nothing but stare in silence at the green haired girl sitting atop the throne in front of him. A million questions ran through his head. What happened to his usual dream? Was this even still a dream? It seemed like a dream, but something about this felt so real... and almost familiar in a sense. Byleth was broken out of his thoughts when the girl spoke again,

"Now come to me, I wish to have a look at you."

Not knowing what else to do, Byleth obeyed the girl and stepped forward. The girl on the throne, who had been looking down this whole time, was taken aback when all she saw were a pair of boots. Her head jerked up and met with Byleth's face.

"Huh... I have certainly not seen the likes of you before. Who are you anyway?"

Byleth was silent at first, his forehead wrinkled as if he were struggling. Finally, he gave a shaky "Byleth" and pointed to himself. The girl's expression softened upon hearing Byleth speak, quickly realizing that the giant boy must not speak often.

"Huh. I shall not ever grow accustomed to the sound of human names," she mused, "I would like to know your date of birth as well, but that seems like something you would not know." Byleth shook his head in response.

"I see. Well," she yawned, "I think it may be time for yet another nap... It is almost... time to... begin..." As the girl on the throne trailed off, everything began to fade away into nothingness. Then Byleth heard a different voice, a familiar one.

"Hey. Time to wake up."

Have a happy caturday from Starbucks (left) and Evie (right).