FUCK canon Hilda saved Dimitri in Verdant Wind you can’t change my mind
(so so happy you specified Gen!!!! I’ve never written them in the same scene peacefully I don’t think? thanks for this! @dailydimiashe got Dimitri/Ashe on my brain so if you don’t mind…)
Perhaps the mirror in his dorm room was tired of having Dimitri look into it and fuss with his hair, but Dimitri was too wracked with nerves to care. He messed with his cuffs, untied and re-tied his boots, ran his fingers through his hair– all the while pacing in his room.
There was a knock on the door. He tensed. Ashe was early. “C-Come in!”
Edelgard entered and Dimitri let out a sigh of relief that made his whole body sag. “Oh good, it’s you.”
“Expecting someone else?”
“N-No, I was, ah, that is…” Dimitri groaned. “You already know, don’t you?”
Edelgard smirked. “I do. I thought I would drop by and see how nervous you are.” She looked him up and down. “I’m going to guess “a lot”.”
“I am perfectly fine.”
“Your boots are untied.”
“That proves nothing.”
Edelgard rolled her eyes, unimpressed. “Why in the world are you nervous? Ashe is the one about to go on a date with royalty. You’re a mess.”
“Oh goddess, am I?” Panic surged though Dimitri and he whirled around to check the mirror again. “I thought my uniform would be good enough to wear but perhaps–”
The floor suddenly rushed towards him as Dimitri tangled himself in his boot laces. As if expecting this, Edelgard caught him by the hand and pulled him upright. It took a moment for the room to right itself.
Dimitri sucked in a breath. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Edelgard let go and pointed to the bed. “Sit and tie your shoes.”
Dimitri followed orders. As he bent to lace up his boots, Edelgard sat beside him. “Did you come here to watch me unravel?” Dimitri asked miserably.
“I came to calm you down.” Edelgard unabashedly looked around his room. “So you are the one who checked out that book from the library! I’ve been looking for it everywhere.”
Dimitri dropped his head into his hands. “You may have it if you can… help me, somehow. I have never been on a date before. I have no idea– I don’t know what I am doing, Edelgard.”
Silence followed this confession. Dimitri was content to let it go on forever. Possibly dissolve into the floor. But after a minute, he turned to look at Edelgard.
She was twisting a lock of hair around her finger, eyes on the opposite wall, looking deep in thought. “Anything?” He prompted, well aware of how desperate he sounded.
“All I can think of,” Edelgard said slowly, “is that Ashe likes you.”
Dimitri stared. “I would certainly hope so?”
She looked at him. “I mean, you shouldn’t have to do anything differently, then. Ashe already likes who you are. At least enough to agree to a date.” A soft smile lit her face. “As long as you both enjoy yourselves, I think everything should turn out just fine.”
The words were a balm to Dimitri’s tense spine. “You are right.” He straighten his cuffs one last time and stood from the bed, turning to face her with his arms out. “Well? How do I look?”
Edelgard looked him up and down once more. “You look like Dimitri. As you should.”
He smiled at her just as there came a knock on the door. “Your Highness? I mean, um, D-Dimitri? Are you ready?”
Edelgard stood and fiddled with the front of Dimitri’s hair. He scowled but she ignored him, brushing something off his shoulder before giving him a firm nod and a light push towards the door.
Dimitri waved her away, earning himself a smirk.
“I am ready, Ashe.” Dimitri called. He opened the door and there was Ashe. Dimitri grinned– Ashe looked like himself as well. Perhaps things would go well after all.
Ashe smiled when he saw Dimitri, but his face quickly fell into confusion. “Edelgard? What are you doing here?”
Dimitri felt himself tense again but Edelgard simply pushed past Dimitri into the hallway. “I was just coming to get this book Dimitri was hogging,” she said, holding up said book. “Have a wonderful time, you two.”
With that, Edelgard left. Ashe watched her go before turning back to Dimitri with a nervous smile. “Um, shall we?”
Dimitri shut his dorm door and held out his arm to Ashe. “We shall.”
Infinitely more confident, Dimitri escorted Ashe out of the dorms. And he did not trip over his boot laces even once.
Fire Emblem: Three Houses + Wattpad Comments
Blue Lions visit Duscar’s flower fields
the “roleswap au” prompt for dmfx week this year made me unhinged
Ok I’m looking through some of those tweets for inspiration. I’m totally stealing “Mom, you were my best friend until I actually got friends” as a Dimitri roast. He definitely cried over this. He’s just. A lil dramatic about things sometimes. Especially when it comes to his children.
Dedue never gets roasted. He is above reproach. All of the children idolize Papa Dedue.
Felix is the opposite end of the spectrum. He gets roasted constantly. Usually for his height or his general catty behavior. I think one time the kids acquired one of those headbands with cat ears? And they tried to put it on Felix in the middle of dinner. And Idk if you’ve ever put something on a cat’s head before? They do that thing where they look horrified for a moment and then try and back away or buck the thing off? That’s Felix in that moment, and absolutely everyone at the table is laughing their asses off. When asked why they did this they’re like “well you’re already basically a cat?”
Sylvain mostly gets roasted for being a hypocrite lmao. He doesn’t want his son flirting and André just looks at him deadpan like “But mama says you used to do this?”
the fact that these weren’t transparent was mildly inconvenicing so yeah . anyways , if you find some actual use for them , go ahead and use em ?
Byleth: I have made an awful mistake. Dimitri and Sylvain were arguing about something during the middle of a war meeting. So I made them sit and watch Into The Woods as punishment. Now they won’t stop singing ‘Agony’ together at any given chance. What have I done?
Here we go again with this—
dimitri be like rawrhrhwhhwhrarhwhr
Pairing: Dimitri x reader
Word count: 1180
Author note: I have been rewatching the originals lately (it’s a good show) and Klaus reminded me of post timeskip Dimitri, so have this thing.
It has been five years since the battle at Garreg Mach Monastery.
Back then you felt like you had lost everything. Your subsequent home, your religion, your boyfriend’s sanity and your professor. And then things only went down hill from there, you had to return home to your family and leave your friends, a literal war broke out and to put the icing on the cake your mentally unstable boyfriend died. But surprise he didn’t really die! You just found out that his friend and vassal died in his stead, making him even more mentally unstable than he already was. Oh, and your professor is also alive and well, bringing you to this situation.
“Dimitri! I know you can hear me.” You said as you knocked on the door of his room for the fourth time that day. Turns out when you decided to not attend the war council for one time, everyone suddenly votes you to be babysitter/therapist for the next king of Faerghus. The professor explained that they’d thought you’d be the best choice to bring him to his sense since you were his girlfriend once and are the closest thing your group had to a therapist, you however believed that it was simple punishment for not showing up to the war council.
You paused for a moment and looked around. It was quite late at night, you believe that everyone else has already turned themselves in for the day. “Come on, Dimitri.”
Everything was silent for a moment, that’s when you heard an annoyed growl and shuffling from the other side of the door.
“You don’t have to yell, I heard you.” The door opened slowly, and only just a smidge, but it opened. Before you was now the latent king, his deep blue eyes, well eye, staring right at you.
“What do you want?” His voice was practically dripping with venom as he spoke to you. It seemed that any love or compassion he once had for you was gone and overtaken by anger and desire of revenge towards the emperor.
You shook that thought out of your head and instead focused on your task at hand. “You weren’t at dinner. I just wanted to check up on you.” You said with a smile on you face, trying to be more inviting.
Dimitri only clenched his jaw at your feeble performance, he knew that this wasn’t you. “I’m fine,” he growled through his teeth like a beast, “Now drop the act and leave me alone.”
“What are you talking about?” You replied confused, “I’m not acting.”
He let out a scoff, “Of course you are. Look at yourself. That outfit, your forced smile, did the others put you up to this humiliating display?”
You let out a sigh and crossed your arms over your chest. “Well, everyone is worried sick about you. And honestly can you blame them? You’re… different. And I’m not talking about the good kind of different.”
Sometimes the gloves just have to come off and you need to slap some sense into people, fortunately you were a bit better in the latter category.
You looked at Dimitri and paused for a moment, taking a deep breath, “Listen up, you sewer rat. I used to know you better than anybody and I know you know that.” You began, earning yourself a quiet scoff from the blond, “There isn’t a single person I loved psychoanalysing more five years ago. And now you stand before me with a scowl on your face, showing no hint of your past self or your love for me. If anything you’re pushing me— us all away.”
“It’s better that way trust me,” he simply said, making you reach out to grab his hands, only for him to push you away from him. “Go away (Y/N).”
“Why?” You replied with a pained look.
“Just go away (Y/N).” He repeated.
You shook your head and took another step forward, “I’m not leaving you. I’ve made that mistake once before. I’m not doing it again.”
“(Y/N), leave right now.”
“GO AWAY (Y/N)!”
You shrunk back at the sound of the loud and commanding voice shouting at you. It was loud and aggressive, almost akin to a growl let out from a beast, making you freeze in your place with wide eyes. Dimitri saw your frightened state and instantly felt regret wash over him, something he knew all to well. His face softened and instead of slapping your hands away he took them into his, like he did when the two of were at the academy together.
You snapped out of your trance and looked up at him in confusion. He only let out a sigh, “From the first time we met, you were right,” he said in a much softer tone, “You saw me for what I really am, a man that is damaged by his demons. And those demons are not dormant, they are hellbent on killing me and everything I find beautiful. And you… you are beautiful.” He took a small pause and pushed a stray piece of hair behind your ear, “I lost enough people in my life. I’m not losing you too. That’s why I need to kill the emperor once and for all.” He dropped your hands and the look on his face hardened once more.
He looked like he wanted to return to his quarters, but you weren’t done with him yet. “Dimitri, wait. I get it,” you said, making him turn to face you once more. “The hurt you have had inflicted on to you for years, I understand what you’re fighting against here. But the real question is, what are you fighting for? Ask me to dance.”
The prince looked at you perplexed, “You want to dance? Right now? You hate dancing with every cell in your body.”
“Yes, I do. But I’m trying to make a point.” You stretched out you hand to him. He took it and then placed his hands on your hips, while you wrapped yours around his neck.
You quietly started to hum a faint melody and together the two of you started to sway slowly from side to side. Eventually you leaned your head on his shoulder as you continued to sway, even without a tune to guide you. “There’s more to life than the pain that they made you feel,” you spoke quietly, “A cold drink, a nice song, a good friend. There are good things, Dimitri. You need to see that too. There’s no real peace in revenge.”
The two of you stopped to sway and broke apart. You looked up at Dimitri, looking for any kind of reaction, that’s when you felt a soft kiss being pressed on to your forehead. “I’m sorry, (Y/N). I can’t.”
With that he left and closed the door behind him, leaving you all alone in the cool night air.
I am not immune to the blue lions
i havent drawn my boy in a very long time,,,
his highness dimitri alexandre blaiddyd if he had commissioned a portrait of himself during his time at the officers academy
Give it a try for yourself!