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in the year 6057

the-absolute-funniest-posts:

historian: over the last few years we have explored most parts of the prehistoric “the internet” and have come across a gathering of young adults called “tumblr”.
historian: we discovered a large amount of “slash” which has lead us to believe that 99% of 21st century humans were homosexual. we do not yet understand how the species managed to surivive
historian: we also uncovered a never before seen language on “tumblr”. Words and phrases such as “omg”, “wat”, “dis shit cray” and “yolo” have been deciphered, but more complex sentences such as “dslfajsdlj no stop i can’t evensldfjaldjaf” have yet to be understood
historian: evidence is emerging of an ancient religion known only as “meme.” Much like the Egyptians centuries before them, the people of the tumblr depicted their religious idols through picture-based tales. it seems these idols acted as guardians to particular emotions and experiences, one primary example being the “nyan cat.” informational sectors such as “know your meme” may have acted as centers of worship and learning for the people of the tumblr

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derflammenwerfer:

It was a pity to see himself in such a state. As he sat there, he didn’t seem to have many worries. Why wasn’t he furious? Was he really content with accepting how the past had gone? Money; that was all that was on his mind. Relations with other nations, honestly, who cared for such things? Where had all that anger gone? Clearly it seemed as if he’d thrown it in the fireplace, along with unwanted papers.

He had time to relax. It seemed Ludwig had returned to being a calm soul; though he was somewhat stressed, that wasn’t good enough. His mind more focused on dinner, why not politics? Why not proper work? The thought spared for his brother was acceptable, otherwise, no, this wouldn’t do. It was time he made himself aware again, it was time he woke the German and taught him what pride was once more.

…Do you honestly think things are going to improve, Ludwig? Even with all those losses?  

It started off as a subtle, doubting thought. Cleverly disguised, after all, didn’t everyone have moments where they asked such questions? He was careful to not overstep the boundaries; the last thing he wanted was for Ludwig to question his own sanity. He merely wanted the German to doubt himself, question, analyze a bit more carefully. And with those thoughts, it would grow. He had already accepted that it would take many years to correct things. But, their bitter friendship would be worth it.

They would be stronger for it. 

He paused in a mid-opening of the fridge, a sudden thought coming upon him. Blue eyes stared at nothing in particular for a moment before he straightened up, closing the fridge door slowly and his mind beginning to wander on that. It was something that could have taken some immense consideration, how things were going to turn out. Things have most definitely gone down hill these past few years, if looking at the outright results of his economic situation…

It was true that things were probably going to get worse before they got better. But there was certainly no excuse for assuming that it was going to happen easily or quickly. Maybe he should just get back to work rather than make something for dinner tonight. If one couldn’t immediately fix an issue, they can still make all the more difference putting more work into it. The more hours one spent on in it in the present, the less they would have to worry about in the future, anyway.

Ah, there it was. The question had stumped him for a good moment. He kept quiet now for a good moment, he wanted the question to have effect, after all. It hadn’t taken long, and the German had already seen what was more important, how sensible. He didn’t mean to cause Ludwig to grow hopeless, as he was now stuck on the economic situation, but in the end, that really did matter. That could be improved with hard work, though, the blonde just needed a few nudges of encouragement. He hadn’t grown lazy or lost his motivation, not at all, he just needed to focus a little more.

It would be best to keep working. He assured him. Don’t worry entirely about fixing the other problems— just focus on what matters most, your homeland. The plan was to get the nation back on his feet. Ludwig had handled the previous damage well, much more so than the mentality that was hidden in his mind. That caused some bitterness between them. He wanted to state much, much more, his feelings of deep resentment, but, that would be too much. 

The next words to appear had that sense of sorrow, a heavy disappointment.

…I still can’t believe we lost. 

He nodded curtly to himself at that thought, realizing the truth in the revelation of such a statement. The German couldn’t quite pinpoint the last time he had been inattentive in this manner, and quite frankly he would have been disappointed in himself if he had been noticing himself becoming like this more often. Putting things off? No, this most certainly wasn’t his usual thought process, being the workaholic that he was. Though he most certainly could see where this desire to become more tardy had come from; he was doing so much more recently that even someone such as himself was overwhelmed with discrepancies that all required attentiveness.

Ludwig was in the middle of heading back to his office, checking the time on his watch before he received a… strange thought. His steps became elongated until they halted completely, a furrow coming to the blond’s brow as he lowered his arm, almost certain that he knew exactly what the protruding thought was referring to. The fact that he had even had an unconscious thought about it was not reassuring to the German, seeming as he had pledged that he never desired to look to the past for inspiration, especially considering someone with a… history of his own. 

He had come across the thought a million different times but had refused to acknowledge its radical results, the simple thoughts almost too much to even ponder upon, as it would be for the rest of Europe surely. But… would he truly be where he was right now if he had ended up being the victor of that conflict? In reality, he could see himself being in a much different place, but could it have been considered better?

No, he couldn’t possibly think as much. Now, as his mind was clear and now that he did lose that war, he saw that a world ruled by the Third Reich wasn’t something that he would have wanted. Looking back into his darker past was certainly not the solution to his current involvements, and Ludwig would make sure that he kept it that way. With that thought in mind, he continued back into his study, beginning to mentally organize a few of the things that he knew needed his attention as soon as possible. 

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