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misselko · 2 years

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Lovely Distraction

Hardworker Dimitri gets hard when he sees you in such a bold, provocative lingerie. Winter in Faerghus might be bitter and harsh, but your lovely husband is always more than eager to keep you warm thorougly and properly with his muscular body.

Warnings: Sex, lingerie, suggestive content, smut, creampie, breeding kink

Your bed is cold as you try to make yourself comfortable under the sheets, the other half of the mattress painfully empty with the absence of your husband. He’s off doing work in his study room, buried in a massive stack of paperwork despite it being some ungodly hour of the late night. Dimitri’s work is never finished as the new king of the United Fódlan.

As much as you love and appreciate his diligence, you wish Dimitri would take more breaks during the days and stop his work in the evenings so he could spend his nights with you. Your personal time as husband and wife is far and few between these days, it seems.

You bite your tongue, not wanting to sound like a nagging wife. But there are moments as time goes on that you feel very alone. Dimitri would leave early in the morning for his daily training and meetings and come back to your shared Royal Chamber late at night when you are fast asleep. Sometimes there are even times when he is gone for weeks for his kingly duties or quelling minor rebellions on borderlines, making you worry about him and think of the worst.

How long has it been since the last time you spend your time together? A month? Two month? Dimitri deserves a nice break. Maybe a little distraction could help.

You push yourself out of bed and change your outfit into something more appropriate for visiting Dimitri at his desk. Covering yourself up with a blue silk dressing gown, you leave your room to go find him.

You make your way over to Dimitri after pushing open the door to his study room and shutting it behind you softly, who’s hunched over his desk, quill scribbling haphazardly in his hand.

“Dimitri, it’s late,” you say softly, wrapping your arms around his shoulders from behind. “Come to bed.”

“Apologies, my beloved,” he replies, setting his quill and papers aside to reach up and lace a hand through one of yours. “Just a little bit more.”

“But I want you in bed now,” you whisper, kissing the side of his face. “Is there anything I can do to persuade you to drop whatever you’re doing and finish it in the morning, Dima?”

“I’ll join you later. Unfortunately these papers won’t finish themselves,” he chuckles softly.

“But I have a pleasant surprise for you—hopefully this’ll change your mind, love.” You pull your arms away from his shoulders and work on undoing the ribbon around your waist that keeps your dressing gown closed. The gossamer silk falls to the floor below silently, leaving you in a delicate harmony of white lace and blue ribbons.

Dimitri turns to face you, opening his mouth to say something, but he’s robbed of any speech when he takes in what you’re wearing. His cheeks turn red, so red you can see it in the dimly-lit room, blush illuminated by the oil lamps on his desk.

The blue velvet dainty ribbon wraps around your breasts is the shade of blue that leaves little to none for the imagination. Subtle flimsy lace along the top barely covering your breasts, disappears in the plunging neckline—suggesting a bold look. Pearl white fading into captivating sheer blue satin that accentuates your body perfectly.

Dimitri’s breathing is starting to come in pants as he reaches out to drag the pad of his thumb along the border between lace and skin. His skin is rough and warm, a luxurious contrast to the smooth texture of the lace. A breathy moan escapes from your throat when his large hands move along the lace of your leggings up onto sultry garter straps and your matching panties. It always seems like he is worshiping you with his hands any time he touches you like this.

“Do you know what you do to me, beloved?”

Dimitri pulled back with a lidded eye as he mouthed a thankful prayer to the Goddess Sothis. He’s struggling to find words: a compliment, a reprimand, anything.

“This is far from appropriate,” he exhales after what feels like years of torment. “I suggest you should cover up, dear. Winter cold is bitter and unforgiving here, in Faerghus.” The way his eye is darting all over your body betrays the way he scolds you for your clothing.

“Maybe I’ll need you to persuade me, Dima. I’m freezing,” you tease, stepping forward to circle around his chair, sitting on his lap. Your thighs are essentially bare against him, the sheer silk of your stockings and lace of your garter belt doing little to keep you modest.

You’re so very warm and your warmth makes Dimitri feel so alive. So alive. “Beloved, I insist, we should be getting to bed now. I-I will do my best to warm you, then,” Dimitri stammers, hands placed awkwardly on his desk. As arousing as you look right now, he’s far too embarrassed to reach out and grab you. This is his very first time seeing you in such a provocative ensemble.

You giggle, leaning forward to press your breasts up against his chest. The two of you are impossibly close now, bodies separated only by what he’s wearing, since your outfit can hardly be considered clothing. “But you were so insistent on getting your work done that you said you didn’t want to come to bed yet. Had a change of mind?”

He doesn’t have a reply this time, if his stutters and blushing are any indication for that.

“I’ll take that as a yes. Let’s at least have some alone time before we go to bed,” you offer, taking his hands in your palms and bringing his hands around to rest on your butt—bare, save for the straps of your garter belt that connect to your thigh-high stockings. Dimitri settles his palms onto your warm skin tentatively—his prudishness hasn’t faded in the months since marrying you.

Despite his hesitance, you can feel Dimitri hardening beneath his trousers, a bulge pressing up against your inner thigh. He leans in close to catch your lips in his as he moves his hands off of your ass to fondle your breasts. Pulling away from your lips to look you in the eye, Dimitri reaches for his large fur cloak on his desk and drapes it over your body.

“Let’s take some time to ourselves then.” Dimitri’s voice is husky as he whispers into your ear. Never in your life you had him tidying his desk in such a flash. Dimitri carries you back to your shared Royal Chamber Dimitri with utmost attention—careful to not hurt you with his inhumane strength.

A gentle smile blossoms on your lips when you tease him. “This giant cloak and fireplace are sufficient for me, Dima. I feel warm enough already.”

Dimitri raises a brow at you before he starts his strides to get you to your shared chambers. You know that hungry look, and your heart is thrumming within your chest from the excitement. Dimitri presses a kiss to your forehead before you rest your head against his chest as he continues towards the door. His boots echo through the hall as you are enjoying the feeling of being wrapped in his embrace. You can only hear his loud heartbeat in your ear, accentuating excitement that is visible on his flushed crimson cheeks.

The chill air and his fingers against your thighs make you shiver against the door. You barely close it behind your back when Dimitri turns his attention to the top of your breasts to nibble at the exposed flesh. He makes a short work of your lingerie—tearing the delicate fabrics with his teeth and hands, leaving you bare in seconds. Your breath catches from the intensity of the desire you see within Dimitri’s cerulean eye as he pulls you away from the wall, then lays you carefully on the bed—hungry eye feasts on your own.

Dimitri’s touch is reverent as his hands trace up your legs, brushing over your crotch. They continue their path upwards, grazing your body, over the curve of your breast, and the plane of your chest, making you shudder with excitement.

“I’m not done with you like this just yet, my love. Please let me know if I hurt you. It’s... been awhile.”

The tender kiss to your lips has you ripping open your eyes, blinking back the lust to admire the man on top of you. It’s maddening, how beautiful Dimitri is, especially in moments like this, when he thinks he’s being too rough on you while he is pressing the softest of kisses to your face.

“I trust you, Dima. You will never bring any harm to me,” you pause and give him a chaste kiss on his nose, “I-I want more of your attention. I miss you far too much, my love.”

Happy tears are brimming on Dimitri’s eye from your words. He presses his forehead against yours and murmurs, “Me too... I still don’t know what I did to deserve you, my dearest (Y/N).”

You’re surprised how well Dimitri is holding himself together because you are a puddle beneath his palms. He presses a finger to your lips and you obey immediately, licking the digit all over until it’s wet and his eye doesn’t leave yours as you work—Dimitri doesn’t even blink. It makes everything so much hotter and his cock jumps with desperate need.

His wet hand drags down, across the column of your neck, circling around your nipple. Cerulean blue eye meet yours, asking silent permission. You nod once, unable to look away as Dimitri hooks his fingers—tearing over your lacy panties keenly—the last article of clothing on your body.

You had lost count of how many of your garments Dimitri had ripped on purpose or accident. It is going to be another long night in his arms, but you certainly wouldn’t be complaining.

Finally, Dimitri makes it to your wet pussy, circling around it, and dips his finger inside, the slick allowing it to slide in easily. You can’t bite back the whine trying to escape when Dimitri pumps his finger in a steady rhythm, his thumb brushing over your clit.

Your legs tremble, nearly ready to collapse from the pleasure mounting higher and higher. You feel like your heart is pulsing between your legs, thumping louder and harder until you could no longer hold back. Gripping at the crumpled sheets under your hands, you gasp and cry out his name as a breathtaking climax runs through you.

Slowly you’re coming down, meeting that mesmerizing blue eye, blissed out from Dimitri’s fingers. You shudder at the loss when Dimitri slowly pulls his finger out of you, already missing the warmth. Your cheeks blossom with red when you watch as he brings it to his own mouth, sucking the taste of you off.

“D-Dima!! W-what are you doing?”

Heat pools in your stomach again as his tongue peeks out, licking the remnants of your juice from the tip of his thumb erotically.

“It saddens me beyond measure that I could not savor your sweet nectar, beloved. But I would agree that I wouldn’t want anyone else seeing your angelic beauty. That flush on your face while you breathe my name is something only I should be so lucky to take pleasure in, beloved.”

Your heart swells with pang of sadness and love for Dimitri. You can’t help but to kiss your husband passionately—pouring all of your love, soul, and devotion to him. It is a miracle that Dimitri is able to pull away gently from your embrace, backing off the bed to strip out of his boots, clothes, and pants hastily.

Dimitri crawls up your body with his nose and lips brushing your skin, taking in your scent. He turns your head and plants a heated kiss on your lips; stealing your breath and you eagerly pressed back with an insatiable hunger. You can faintly taste yourself in his mouth as Dimitri brings his hands forward to caress your skin, cupping at your breasts and kneading them in his hands. He tenderly fondles them, adoring their softness.

“You are one of the most amazing gifts I have ever received, (Y/N).” Dimitri brushes each thumb over your nipples, watching the pink buds harden. Those fingers begin to tease your nipples, twisting and tweaking at them in ways that make your hips jerk forward more to grind against his cock.

Humming in approval, your husband gives a light squeeze and chuckles at the gasp that falls from your throat. You take in a sharp inhale when he leans downwards to suck tenderly upon the hardened nipple, wiggling his tongue all across one of your breasts. His other hand keeps groping the other one between his fingers, all while your hips rock together in blissful harmony, enjoying how soft and delicate you feel beneath him.

His large hands slip around to grab your thighs when they melt into the mattress, ready for him. Dimitri’s intense grip will leave bruises tomorrow but you are going to pay it no mind—not when he sighs against your mouth, bucking his hips deliciously. His utter strength pushes you up the bed, has your back arching up into his warm, muscular body. Like a saccharine, you are eager for more delicious frictions but he presses you flat with his large hand on your stomach. Every point of contact your body has with him is on fire, alight with his touch.

“Dimitri,” you breathe, “Please,” you beg, raking your fingers desperately through his hair.

“Your wish is my command, my love.” Dimitri growls and aligns himself in front of your entrance. The tip pushed the outer lips apart with ease, and you gracefully accepted him inside. “F-Feels heavenly as always.” He groans at the tightness that surrounds his cock before beginning to pull back and thrusts forward to push his length deep inside of your pussy.

Dimitri did not falter with his thrusting. He impales his cock inside of your cunt, growling at how you squeeze his length each time he shifts his hips. It is perfect.

The bed begins to creak violently underneath the two of you as he increases in speed. Snapping forward with his hips, he starts to hit inside much quicker. The urgency of his sharp thrusts makes you gasp for a breath, air knocked out of your lungs, while finding a grip in his hair again to pull on.

His hips drive into you with more forceful pounding, permeating the room with the sounds of your love making—it is going to bruise from his force. This is ecstasy; The force behind his rams made you gasp and grunt, clawing at the sheets between your fingers with desperate need.

“Dima... I-I....!!”

Your body is overrun with the euphoria of another climax, cumming across his cock as he fucks you through the mind boggling orgasm. Your eyes roll back, and you shut them tight, twitching as Dimitri continues to stimulate you with rough thrusts.

You try to move and meet his thrusts but it’s all messy because you can’t think straight and all of a sudden he's grabbing both of your wrists from where they wander down the hills of his back, pinning them high above your head.

“Dima,” you slur, trying to move your hands from his grip. You want to touch him so badly, but his grip stays firm. “More…”

Whines and moans slipping past your lips without your permission each time he pushes forward with fervor—raw and fast. Dimitri feels himself on the precipice of release, getting closer each time the head of his dick kisses your cervix. He thrusts into you two, three, four more times before he grunts, pushing himself up to the hilt as his cock throbs inside of you.

“T-take it all, beloved!!”

Gasping, his cock bursts inside of you, releasing thick, warm loads of cum flooding inside of your womb. You let out a sharp cry of pleasure as you yourself come undone beneath him.

Everything’s all blurred and fuzzy, blissed out from your intense love making. You can feel Dimitri tremble as he groans into your skin, his nose buried deep in your neck. Dimitri stays still once the last bit twitches out, feeling his cock start to soften.

“Thank you, Dima. That was wonderful...” You whisper, still catching your breath after being so thoroughly railed by your husband. But Dimitri just smiles sweetly, leaning down to kiss you on top of your sweaty forehead, pushing some hair back from your eyes.

“Now that you feel warm enough... That was a great prelude,” Dimitri muses, trying to catch your breath. “May we have another round?"

Rosy pink on Dimitri’s cheeks is a juxtaposition to his recent ferocity. Your heart melts when you watch him fiddling with the blanket nervously and looks away from you. He doesn’t even notice when you reach for something else to wear from your wardrobe.

“I would not mind another intrusion like this on my study room in the future from my lovely wi—.... Beloved!? W-What are you w-wearing...!!”

“I feel a bit cold since you have ruined my clothes. So I had to wear yours, Dima.” You can hear Dimitri’s breath hitched in his throat when he sees you clad only in his fur cloak and a small strip of panties with sheer flower embroidery. An innocent smile on your lips is a sinful contrast to the enchanting picturesque—especially when Dimitri is gawking at his thick cum dribbles on your inner thighs lewdly.

”I will make sure that you are... Ahem. Thoroughly and properly warmed, then, beloved,” he gulps and pulls you on his lap, admiring your gorgeous body. “I do not think we would get any sleep if you keep on teasing me like this, (Y/N).”

“Then let us not.”

He puffs out a laugh and it’s music to your ears. You can’t help yourself rolling over and kissing the sound from his mouth, tasting the sweet noise on your tongue.

Dimitri sure has a soft spot for delicate lingeries. You make a mental note to send your personal thanks later to Mercedes and Annette who had recommended them to you. It would be wise to get more to provide for your husband more..... distractions in the future.

#fire emblem three houses #fe3h #fe3h fanfic #dimitri alexandre blaiddyd #dimitri fluff #fe3h fluff #fe3h x reader #fire emblem x reader #smut #dimitri fire emblem #dimitri x reader #dimitri smut #dimitri lemon #lingerie #blue lions #fe3h dimitri #feral dimitri smut

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2001hz · 1 year

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Daft Punk for LEMON Magazine n°4 Issue 'Celluloid Heroes' (2009) Photography By: Dimitri Daniloff

#daft punk #daft punk archive #lemon magazine #magazine #n°4 #issue #celluloid #heroes #2009 #y2k #human after all era #photography #dimitri daniloff

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lemonade-juley · 1 year

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I can't wait to mix up Alfred Fire Emblem and pre time skip Dimitri Fire Emblem in fan art because they look so damn similar.

#granted thankfully most dimitri fan art is post time skip or three hopes #so like i suppose i am safe #lemon rambles

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fizzb · 1 year

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WOOOOO MORE PP BOIS FANART

i associate Dimitri with lemon chickpea soup for some reason

(this is one of @zeddyzi ‘s ocs btw)

#art #fanart #zeddyzi #Pinepoint #Dimitri #hehe funny tooth shirt #artshit

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omgkalyppso · 2 months

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Song Poem Challenge!

“Put your entire song collection on shuffle, then write down the first line from each of the first ten songs that pop up to create a poem. Then dedicate the poem to the blorbo or OTP that it most reminds you of!”

I was tagged by @bladesandstars . I really like the poem I got but I don't think I have the perfect ship:

I once saw a man on fire I watch how the moon sits in the sky in the dark night There's a man to the left with beer on his breath I tried to live without you I've been tryin' hard to find the words to say I can't expect you to be honest Extra clever Every time I walk on by When I'm furthest from myself Sleep on me

List of possible ships: dreamling (the sandman x hob gadling), lawlight (L x light yagami), louistat (louis de pointe du lac x lestat de lioncourt), dimiclaude if you squint (dimitri alexandre blaiddyd x claude von riegan).

List of songs:

Time Of Our Lives by David Usher A Place for My Head by Linkin Park Super Duper Party People by Allie X I Can't Wait To Meetchu by Macy Gray Nothing Compares - Bonus Track by The Weeknd When We Drive by Death Cab for Cutie Eighth Wonder by Lemon Demon Bunker by Balthazar still feel. by half-alive Guillotine by Jon Bellion

I'll tag @recurringwriter, @the-eldritch-it-gay, @razrogue, @bhaalbaaby, @evilponds, @boghermit, @spadefish and YOU.

#ask to tag

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roxxeatzgravel · 8 months

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*holds out my hands for more facts abt highschool wally and barnaby*/nf /lh

me @ u /pos

YESSSSSSSS

Barnaby has hearing loss (moderate) so he wears hearing aids

Wally doesn't wear his binder most of the time since he isn't fully out

the au itself takes place during the late 2000s and early 2010s (2009-2014)

wally listens to eminem, backstreet boys, and outkast

barnaby listens to AC/DC, KISS, and ICP

Barnaby can play guitar (when he started to lose his hearing it became harder to play but he still plays)

they first meet when they're both freshmen but they start interacting when they became sophmores

barnaby works at a record store and wally frequents there cause he's crushing on the cute deaf boy who works the counter and restocks the shelves

during their sophmore-junior years theyre just mutually pining for each other

wally is pretty mean to everyone he knows (the exceptions being his friends and barnaby cough cough who's def not his crush cough cough

Wally has a tumblr. (he is me)

Barnaby, Sally, and Howdy have a band called lemon drops which is a shameless reference to the movie lemonade mouth

their relationship is this song

wally has a older brother (U know who)

Barnaby also has a older brother named dimitri. dimitri is sorta a cunt

Wally and julie use AAVE all the time (both of them were born in primarily black households)

Barnaby and sally have no idea what they're saying most of the time

wally does barnabys hair (barnaby never learn how to take care of his hair since he's a 3b n his mom is white)

they have a lot of sleep overs that usually end in them making out

wally is rly affectionate when hes alone w/barnaby

Barnaby bites. affectionately.

i usually protray them when they're 16-17

wally draws barnaby 24/7

:3 hope u like em

#welcome home #wally darling #wally welcome home #welcome home barnaby #welcome home au #wally x barnaby #barnaby b beagle #welcome home arg #wallaby #AAAAUUGGHH /POS #theyre so in love #theyre so gay #AAAAAAAA #teens are such a weird breed - a teen

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another-clive-blog · 5 months

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Alright you know what I can't stop thinking about that last ask, so I'm just going to share my favorite French UF funfacts and then call it a night lol. They aren't like crazy stuff but I like them (or not, but that's kind of the point snfdfjn) <3 I must first say that French Unwound Future is REALLY close to the English version. Names are identical (The only name change I know of is the blonde guy from Pandora's Box I think, because I haven't seen anyone here call him Vlad) and so are plot points : the only thing really different is the dialogs !!

SO !!!! Small list of my favorite (or not.) changes in the French version !!

Layton :

NO ONE agrees on how to pronounce his name :') Typically in French it would be "Léton" (English = Laytonne), but since le Destin Perdu is very influenced by English… Oof lol. Team Laytonne = Layton, Don Paolo; Team Létonne = Luke, Clive, Dimitri. FIGHT

On a very related note, French version kept "gentleman" :o Although gentleman can be used in French, the word "gentilhomme" also exists. I think this is because gentleman refers more to a way of life but that could be me. Anyway NONE of them knows how to pronounce it 😭😭 "Geantleumanne"/"geanteulmanne" kbejvyd

"Puzzles" become "énigmes" (riddles). Cela me rappelle une énigme…

Layton and Don Paolo share the same voice actor, voice acting veteran Martial le Minoux. I love his work honestly, nothing more to say except that he is a perfect fit. 10/10

Luke !

He is SO weirdly rude in French- like he is insulting people but with formal old school words ?? "You're a real piece of work" becomes "Vous n'êtes qu'un vaurien" (You're a scoundrel/good for nothing). At the casino instead of saying "We gave them a taste of their own medicine" he goes "Quelle bande de poltrons" (What a group of cowards, but like coward said by a 1940s grandpa lol). Why so much hatred in your heart boy-

He has the less dialog changes so there isn't much else to say :/

He and Flora share a voice ! It suits Luke very well (energetic and passionate), although I think the English one is better. 8/10

Flora :

She sounds less confident in French :( More "frail Victorian orphan who has every disease", which may sound fun but. Yeah. 7/10

She does roast people like a queen 👌 "That was quite ill-mannered of him. Still that was an awful thing he did, right Professor ?" becomes "Quelle brute mal élevée ! Mais ce qu'il a fait est vraiment affreux. Je mérite des excuses, non, Professeur ?" (What a rude bully ! Still what he did was really terrible. I deserve an apology, don't I Professor ?) Like she KNOWS he's in the wrong and she is getting that apology kdjvdkx

Also works with getting left behind !!! "What am I supposed to do ? Sit here like a lemon and wait ?" -> "Qu'est-ce-que je suis censée faire quand vous m'abandonnez ? Compter les mouches ? Comme c'est amusant. Et quand je dis amusant, je veux dire pas amusant du tout !" (What am I supposed to do when you leave me behind ? Count flies ? How fun ! And by fun, I mean no fun at all !)

Why is everyone so fed up in French lol

Clive : (Sorry I KNOW he is the longest but also this is a Clive blog. Don't be surprised about me obsessing over his dialogs lol)

French version doesn't call him "Future Luke" but "Adult Luke", which is very funny because you know they felt the need to tell people "This guy isn't a 16 YO" njekfzb

He has the most changes in dialog, and some of these changes are freaking brutal lol

For example, he doesn't say "Please, make yourselves comfortable. Sit back and relax. After all, you won't be leaving any time soon". (You don't like that but you can't stop me). Instead, he says "Allons, mettez-vous donc à l'aise. Ouvrez grand les yeux. Après tout, le spectacle promet d'être grandiose." (Please, make yourselves comfortable. Keep your eyes wide open. After all, the spectacle is sure to be a grand one) French Clive is a goner, that guy is Robespierre or something

"Though some may call it revenge, I prefer to think of it as justice" -> "Certains parleraient de vengeance, mais il s'agit en réalité de justice" (Some may call it revenge, but it really is justice). Denial is a river in Egypt 👍

It works both ways tho !! Like he doesn't say "I- I see" after Claire tells him that scientists were to blame too. He goes "Je- merci" (I- thank you). My heart is broken

His acting is… not that good. I think this was like, the second role his VA has ever had, and it shows. Overdoing it A LOT. Positive point is that I really like his voice, even though his acting lacks experience. 5/10 would be interested to hear him redo it

There is ONE exception to that tho, and it's the defeat scene- if you had to watch one French Clive scene absolutely go for this one. Overdoing it kind of works in that scene + there is my FAVORITE dialog change. "It can't end that way- it won't end that way" becomes "Je ne peux pas échouer- je ne dois pas échouer" (I cannot fail- I must not fail). Chef's kiss 1000/10 and most definitely the reason why I have a weird obsession with modals in my writing lol

Uuuuh this is getting quite long so I won't put the others. Maybe next time, if there is a next time (I am an undecisive unhelpful person <3). For now I should go to sleep it is 3 in the morning lol

#I love love love listening to media in other languages and comparing the small differences <3 #Like I said there isn't much difference... But it's still fun ahah #Anyway #Hershel Layton #Luke Triton #Flora Reinhold #Clive Dove #Professeur Layton #Professeur Layton et le destin perdu #my stuff #My analysis #<- I guess ???

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nomorethanhirtyonepotatoes · 2 days

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Lyric Snippets Under the Cut

Second Child, Restless Child // The Oh Hellos

See, I was born a restless child And I could hear the world outside calling me And heaven knows how hard I tried But that devil whispered lies I believed ... You've got to go on, further than you've ever gone You've got to run far from all you've ever known

2. Icarus // Bastille

"Look who's digging their own grave" That is what they all say "You'll drink yourself to death" Look who makes their own bed Lies right down within it And what will you have left?

3. Ghost Towns // Radical Face

I seen more places than I can name And over time they all start to look the same But it ain't that truth we chase No, it's the promise of a better place But all this time, I been chasin' down a lie And I know it for what it is But it beats the alternatives So I'll take the lie

4. Jackrabbit // San Fermin

Everything you see is double Any way you go you lose When you're lost in the woods and Alone in the world too Another day older And another day we go, oh no Alone again with all these people

5. I Earn My Life // Lemon Demon

I earn my life, I earn my life I learned it from my father and I tell it to my wife Jesus Christ, don't tell me not to hurry I wouldn't be so worried if I wasn't always right Cause I earn my life, I earn my life I learned it from my father and my father never lied Jesus Christ, we better learn how to forage Utilities and mortgage are all that will survive

6. Conquest of Spaces // Woodkid

I'm ready to start the conquest of spaces Expanding between you and me Come with the night the science of fighting The forces of gravity

7. I Have Seen the Future // The Bravery

Raise a glass in salutation We drink to our annihilation Was and will just make me ill It is a brave new world And we are faster than pain We are dogs without a name We are marching soldiers off to claim The brave, brave, brave new world

8. Bartholomew // The Silent Comedy

Oh my God, please help me Waist deep in the river, can you hear my plea? He says "Son, you come like a beggar in the streets" "You might make it, boy, but by the skin of your teeth" "Might make it, boy, but by the skin of your teeth"

9. Dimitri Mendelev // Astronautalis

I dreamed up the maps Give me charcoal and the paper now We invent paths they cannot see And they're too scared t' walk Between my hands rests fifty-two plain old playing cards And I trapped God somewhere between The trump and the kind of hearts

10. I Followed Fires // Matthew and the Atlas

Now the low lakes have frozen Away from home I'll go When the first snow has fallen Away I'll go Give me to the ground I followed fires toward the sound Cold upon the mountain To which I'm bound, to which I'm bound

11. Exile Vilify // The National

You've got sucker's luck Have you given up? Does it feel like a trial? Does it trouble your mind the way you trouble mine? Does it feel like a trial? Did you fall for the same empty answers again?

12. Somebody to Die For // Hurts

I could drag you from the ocean I could pull you from the fire When you're standing in the shadows I could open up the sky I could give you my devotion Until the end of time And you will never be forgotten

13. My Silver Lining // First Aid Kit

I don't know if I'm scared of dying But I'm scared of living too fast, too slow Regret, remorse, hold on, oh no I've got to go There’s no starting over No new beginnings time races on And you've just gotta keep on keeping on

14. Seven Nights, Seven Days // The Fratellis

Oh my darlin' I'll go down and commune And tell one hundred souls There's a fire on the moon I'll be over the line, I'll be under the spell I'll be the comeback kid On his way home from hell

15. Dirty // Grandson

Do you have enough love in your heart To go and get your hands dirty? It isn't that much, but it's a good start So go and get your hands dirty Do you love your neighbor? Is it in your nature? Do you love a sunset? Aren't you fed up yet?

16. Last Man Standing // People in Planes

I am the last man stand survivor I'll be the last man home Yeah I'm the last man stand survivor I'll be the last man home

17. Lost, Scared and Tired // Jared & The Mill

But they say, "Boy, you're looking skinny Should you really go this hard? You're doing it for nothin' These risky milles you're truckin' Are crazy as they are far" ... But I'm strung out and foregone, I feel all alone And the winding of the river makes me wanna Find my way back home, my way back home

18. Black Eyes // Radical Face

And I said: "This life ain’t no love song" While I marched on blindly And my knuckles dragged across the walls And the birds up there mock me and the scenery’s turned wicked And your name is trapped beneath my tongue All of the roads are one now, each choice is the same All the roads, they are one now, each choice is the same I won’t show my hands now, I know this ain’t a game All the roads, they are one now, each choice is…

19. The Balancer's Eye // Lord Huron

Heaven never ever heard a word I said I’ve cried enough to raise the dead “Everything comes and goes,” they say Here tomorrow, gone today Heaven won’t let me in, I don’t know why No one ever loved half as much as I Everyone’s a sinner in the balancer’s eye I’ve prayed enough, I rolled the dice Anyone’s luck can turn, I’ve heard Not soon enough, I gave my word

20. That's Okay // The Hush Sound

You want to go back to where you felt safe To hear your brother's laughter, see your mother's face Your childhood home is just powder-white bones And you'll never find your way back And when you're gone, will they say your name? And when you're gone, will they love you the same? If not, that's okay

21. Comes and Goes in Waves // Greg Laswell

This is for the ones who stand For the ones who try again For the ones who need a hand For the ones that think they can

22. In the Heat of the Moment // Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds

They tell me you've touched the face of God At the sound of the rope cracking on your neck They tell me you'd never give it up Like the song that was soul singing in your head So, honey, please, don't let go Or you'll fall into the dead of night So, honey, please, don't let go You better learn to fly 'Cause they're gonna point you up at the sky

#the umbrella academy #tua #five hargreeves #Spotify

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swooning-skulls · 3 days

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--- character list

blue - currently interested | red - not taking requests | green - no romance | pink - yandere allowed

i will occasionally write characters not on this list, that doesn't mean they will be requestable.

{...live action...}

BULLET TRAIN: Lemon, Tangerine, The Father, The Wolf

COMMUNITY: Jeff Winger, Britta Perry, Annie Edison, Abed Nadir, Troy Barnes, Shirley Bennett, Ben Chang, Dean Craig Pelton

WHAT WE DO IN THE SHADOWS: ---coming soon

YOU: Joe Goldberg, Peach Salinger, Guinevere Beck, Candace Stone, Love Quinn, Forty Quinn, Delilah Alves

YELLOWJACKETS: ---coming soon

FALLOUT: Lucy MacLean, Norman MacLean, Chet, Maximus, Thaddeus, Cooper Howard, Lee Moldaver, Bud Askins, Henry "Hank" McLean, Betty Pearson

{...animation...}

A.N.) depending on the continuity, i may decline romantic requests for scooby-doo characters since they're not adults in all continuities.

SCOOBY-DOO (all except hbo velma): Norville "Shaggy" Rogers, Scoobert "Scooby-Doo" Doobert, Fred Jones, Velma Dinkley, Daphne Blake, Thorn, Luna, Dusk, Vincent van Ghoul

G1 MONSTER HIGH: Frankie Stein, Clawdeen Wolf, Draculaura, Lagoona Blue, Cleo de Nile, Ghoulia Yelps, Deuce Gorgon, Clawd Wolf, Toralei Stripe, Scarah Screams, Abbey Bominable, Spectra Vondergeist, Operetta, Venus McFlytrap, C.A. Cupid, Nefera de Nile, Mr. D'eath, G. Reaper, Ms. Kindergrubber, Mr. Rotter, Mr. Where

G3 MONSTER HIGH: ---coming soon

SONIC BOOM: ---coming soon

LOVE, DEATH & ROBOTS: ---coming soon

{...video games...}

MARIO FRANCHISE: Mario, Luigi, Pauline, Princess Peach, Princess Daisy, Princess Rosalina, Yoshi, Bridette, Bowser, King Boo, Wario, Waluigi, Vivian, Goombella, Madame Flurrie, Lady Bow

CLASSIC SONIC FRANCHISE: ---coming soon

MODERN SONIC FRANCHISE: ---coming soon

FALLOUT NEW VEGAS: Courier 6, Arcade Gannon, Craig Boone, Lily Bowen, Raul Tejada, Rose of Sharon Cassidy, Veronica Santangelo, ED-E, Rex, Christine Royce, Dean Domino, Joshua Graham, Benny 'Gecko', Legate Lanius, Robert House, Ulysses (MORE COMING SOON)

FALLOUT 3: The Lone Wanderer, Butch Deloria, Charon, Clover, Cross, Dogmeat, Fawkes, Jericho, RL-3 (MORE COMING SOON)

FALLOUT 4: Nate, Nora, Codsworth, Cait, Curie, Danse, Deacon, Dogmeat, John Handcock, Nick Valentine, Piper Wright, Preston Garvey, Old Longfellow, Porter Gage (MORE COMING SOON)

COD: COLD WAR: Bell, Russell Adler, Lawrence Sims, Frank Woods, Alex Mason, Dimitri Belikov, Perseus, Vikhor "Stich" Kuzmin

RAINBOW SIX SIEGE: ---coming soon

APEX LEGENDS: ---coming soon

OVERWATCH: Soldier 76, Reinhardt, Sojourn, Mercy, Winston, Tracer, Genji, Mei, Brigitte, Echo, Lucio, Pharah, Zarya, D.Va, Baptiste, Bastion, Doomfist, Moria, Reaper, Widowmaker, Sombra, Sigma, Ramattra, Junker Queen, Roadhog, Junkrat, Wrecking Ball, Hanzo, Ashe, B.O.B., Symmetra, Lifeweaver, Zenyatta, Orisa, Illari , Venture

{...miscellaneous...}

---NA:

#character list #bullet train x reader #fallout tv x reader #fallout amazon x reader #scooby doo x reader #monster high x reader #mario x reader #fallout new vegas x reader #fallout 3 x reader #fallout 4 x reader

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ronniesbizzareblog · 1 year

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The Lemon Demon fans...some pokemon oc doodles idk

-Dimitri-[Deoxys]

-Colin-[Rotom]

-Rainer-[Porygon-Z]

-Selene-[Celesteela]

#pokemon #pokemon oc #doodles #art #my art #ms paint #deoxys #rotom #porygon z #celesteela

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silversdragonemporium · 1 year

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Lemon-Stealing Whores

Ship: Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd/Byleth Eisner (female) AND Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd/Byleth Eisner (male)

Summary:

After finding himself out of his home, Dimitri wanders the countryside in a daily search for sustenance. He generally manages to cope well enough by hunting his food and foraging, but as he wanders further and further from his native land of Faerghus, it's hard for him to identify edible fruits to keep himself nourished. Fortunately, he comes across a well-maintained lemon orchard that will surely grant him the vitamins he needs.

Or: The Twinleths double-team Dimitri to teach him a hard lesson about stealing lemons

Warnings: Corporal punishment, bondage, Dimitri-getting-Byleth-sandwich'd but both Byleths are topping him, crackfic (but slightly serious)

Rating: Explicit

AO3 Link

Written for @dimilethfever's Dimileth Encounters flash event!

The first time Dimitri had ever seen a lemon tree had been on his first trip down south. Closer to the coast, the air was warmer and there were more unusual and fragrant herbs and spices. He remembered seeing the lemon blossoms swaying gently in the wind, perfuming the air. It had been a calming sight. However, he couldn’t stay long to see the blossoms become lemons. He had only gone down south to visit for a couple of days, before he went back to the chilly north.

The second time Dimitri stumbled upon a lemon tree had been when he had been kicked out of his own home and he had taken to wandering the countryside in a daily search for any kind of shelter from the elements. He had mostly been able to sustain himself on hunting game and foraging fruits he could identify. But as he was pushed further and further south, he started to recognize less and less of the vegetation.

And then, just when he started to notice that the weakness he felt was probably more related to the lack of fresh fruit in his diet than lack of sleep, he saw the orchard of lemon trees. The lemons were bright yellow and the mere sight of them made Dimitri’s mouth water. He had been so starved, he didn’t remember that such a well-maintained orchard would have some manner of security. Dimitri just went right into the orchard and began to pluck at the tangy fruit.

Byleth woke up with the sun. When he opened his eyes, he turned to his side, and was met with a pair of large eyes that were just like his. His twin sister, Byleth.

Yes. They were both called Byleth. The story for that was quite fascinating. It involved an overbearing mother, an elopement, a shotgun wedding, the innate hubris of deciding on a single gender-neutral name for your baby before realizing you’re having twins, a heartfelt reunion and reconciliation between a daughter and her mother.

But that story is not this story, so it doesn’t matter.

What mattered, was that Byleth and Byleth were now the sole proprietors of the great Garreg Mach estate since their grandmother went on some sort of pilgrimage across the Oghmas. So now, Byleth and Byleth had settled into a routine. When the sun was up, they’d get up and tend to the grand parcel of land they inherited. On it, they grew many things, but they were particularly proud of the lemon orchard, as all the trees grew many yellow lemons and limes, and from them the twins made some of the best lemonade they had ever tasted.

Unfortunately, such abundance attracted a vermin that was far more heinous than rats and other pests: lemon-stealing whores.

A lemon-stealing whore was dangerous to deal with. They were usually impoverished, hungry and desperate. More beast than human in their reasoning, but far too clever for most traps. When Byleth and Byleth had to deal with lemon-stealing whores, they’d have to join forces to subdue and punish one by one. So far, the lemon-stealing whores did not act in groups. But they both knew that they might someday need to hire more hands just to deal with the lemon-stealing whores.

That morning had been the same as always. But when they were doing the rounds, Byleth told Byleth that she saw footprints along the fence of the lemon orchard. A sign that there were dealing with a lemon-stealing whore.

That was when they both began to search for the thief, going their separate ways to cover more ground and catch the lemon-stealing whore.

Byleth had agreed to go look to the south of the lemon orchard. The other Byleth had agreed to search the north, which was the direction the footsteps were seen. However, Byleth’s intuition was never wrong.

After all, there was a small trail of cut-open and half-squeezed lemons. Following it, Byleth saw a head of bright blonde hair, a long blue cape and black leather and armor.

“Byleth! I found the whore!” Byleth yelled.

The whore looked up and immediately tried to run away. Byleth gave chase. Once the whore’s cape was within’s arm’s reach, Byleth took it and pulled hard, tripping up the whore. They both stumbled, but Byleth had bought some time for Byleth to come and tie up the—

“Dimitri?” Byleth gaped. Although he had half of his face covered by an eyepatch, there was no denying who the lemon-stealing whore was.

The whore’s eye widened when he saw Byleth’s face. His voice shook with shame and fear. “P-Professor…?”

“I can’t believe it… You’re a lemon-stealing whore? I thought you were better than that, Dimitri.”

“Well,” Dimitri snorted and pushed Byleth off with a cruel smirk. “I’m not.”

Byleth stared at Dimitri in disbelief. He had never done that before. Dimitri had always been polite and restrained, sometimes to a fault.

As Byleth stumbled to find a response to the wayward student, Byleth’s sibling, Byleth, rushed in.

“You got the whore!” said Byleth, between gulps of air. “What are you waiting for, Byleth? We need to punish this lemon-stealing whore!”

“Byleth,” the Professor turned to their sibling. “I … I can’t. This is Dimitri.”

“The Dimitri?” Byleth asked. “The one you had a crush on?”

“Wait,” Dimitri glared back and forth between the brother and sister. “Professor. Who is this?”

“I’m Byleth’s twin,” said Byleth. “And I’m also called Byleth.”

“That’s… the stupidest thing I have ever heard in my life.” Dimitri scoffed, crossing his arms and glaring down at Byleth and Byleth. “You two are called Byleth? Seriously?”

“It’s a gender-neutral name,” Byleth said with a shrug, utterly unphased by Dimitri’s rudeness. “But you’re acting awfully high and mighty for a lemon-stealing whore. My poor twin might have some reservations because you were once a student. But I don’t. I’ll teach you a lesson.”

“You? Don’t make me laugh. I can break every single bone in your body if I wanted to!”

Instead of answering him, Byleth dove down between Dimitri’s legs and took him off-balance. Dimitri ungraciously fell on his back with a high-pitched-yelp.

Once he was on the floor, it was over. Byleth deftly tied up Dimitri, his arms bound behind his back and his legs tied together. Dimitri squirmed and tried to get up, but Byleth kept him face-down by sitting on his back.

“It’s always a scary to see you tie up a lemon-stealing whore like that,” the Professor said, unable to look at Dimitri in the eye. “I’m sorry, Dimitri. But this will be for your own good.”

“Unhand me at once!” Dimitri demanded. “If you don’t I will—!”

Byleth gagged him. Although Dimitri tried to keep talking through the gag, neither Byleth nor the Professor could make out the insults and threats he was trying to give them.

“Good boys should be seen and not heard,” Byleth said, giving Dimitri a slap on the cheek. “Anyway. Byleth, are you gonna help me or are you just gonna stand there feeling sorry for how far your student has fallen?”

“I suppose it’s my job as a teacher to show him the way,” the Professor said with a sigh. “I’m sorry Dimitri, but you need to be punished.”

With Byleth keeping a hold on the ropes tying Dimitri, the Professor removed the armor that was covering his legs. Dimitri immediately squirmed when he realized that his ass was now exposed to the cold air.

“Don’t struggle,” Byleth said with a shush, never letting go of the ropes that kept him contained. “If you do, your punishment will be worse and last longer.”

That made Dimitri double his efforts to free himself.

“Dimitri,” the Professor said with a stern voice. “Stop.”

Dimitri ignored the Professor. His lack of discipline was appalling.

“Stop.” The Professor took took out the crop and smacked Dimitri’s round bottom with it.

The moment he was hit, Dimitri immediately stopped struggling.

“See? It wasn’t that hard,” the Professor gently grazed Dimitri’s ass with the riding crop. “I’d normally punish the lemon-stealing whores with an open-palm smack. But you clearly need more.”

Dimitri tried to talk back. But his words were an incomprehensible gibberish thanks to the gag.

“Don’t talk back to me,” the Professor said, giving him another hard swat of the crop.

Dimitri still tried talking, so the Professor smacked him again.

“Byleth always used to talk about you, you know?” Byleth said. “Byleth really liked you… and now you’ve really betrayed my sibling’s trust by acting like a common lemon-stealing whore.”

Dimitri shook his head, but did not move when Byleth loosened the ropes that tied him.

“I could never act on it. I was your teacher and you were my student,” the Professor quietly admitted. “But if I had been able to, I would have liked to ask you out…”

Dimitri turned to look behind him to his Professor. Although the gag prevented him from speaking, his eye showed the depths of his longing.

“I know it hurts, Dimitri,” the Professor gently put down the riding crop and groped at Dimitri’s plump rear. “It hurts me too, to see you act like a lemon-stealing whore. Bad boys need to be punished. Do you understand?”

Dimitri nodded.

“Byleth,”the Professor looked at Byleth. “I think we can remove the gag.”

“He won’t try to bite?” Byleth asked.

“I have faith in Dimitri. He wants to be a good boy, I know he does.”

When the gag was released, Dimitri let out a long cry. He turned to look at Byleth and the Professor.

“I’m sorry,” Dimitri hiccuped. “I’m sorry. I won’t ever steal again. I’ll do whatever you want, take whatever punishment you want from me…! I’m so sorry!”

The Professor felt relief when Dimitri genuinely apologized. With a smile, the Professor gave Dimitri a loving little spank on his bright-red bottom.

“Good boy.”

#dimileth #dimitri alexandre blaiddyd #byleth eisner #mdimileth #fdimileth #fe3h fanfic #silvercoldbrew #silverfic:complete #DimilethEncounters

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demigoddessqueens · 2 years

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tea 🍵 and sugar 💋 💕

Just a little multi-fandom headcanon combo from some of my favorites.

lemon tea - what are mornings like with them?

Mornings with Alucard are an intimate setting, with a hearty homemade breakfast for you and a sweet morning kiss as well

peppermint tea - what do they get excited about?

Ezio Auditore de Firenze finds the excitement in many things in life, but a new place to meet secretly 😉 with you always gets his heart racing

chamomile tea - what is their sleep schedule like? does it change around their s/o?

Sleep does not exist for Bruce Wayne/The Batman as he goes out at crazy late hours to patrol Gotham, but if he does meet you, good luck trying to get him into bed. And staying for a good night’s rest (and cuddles)

earl grey tea - how did they court their s/o?

Who would thought fighting monsters would be the easiest way to woo you? At least that’s what Trevor Belmont thought when you still looked at him lovingly, even scuffed up

milk tea - what are their kisses like?

Xander’s kisses start off tentative, but as he grows more comfortable with you, it’s pouring every living feeling he has

coffee - do they get jealous easily? how do they show it?

Jacob Frye, Vax’ildan, and Dimitri were not raised to be jealous men but that still won’t stop them from side eyeing someone, or pulling you close, if a stranger gets too chummy

rosehip tea - how romantic are they? how do they show affection?

Jester has picked up more than her fair share of tips from the romance novels she adores

black tea - what do they look for in a person?

Hector and Isaac seek a kindred soul that just accepts them, a hand reaching out to them in companionship 💕

pomegranate tea - at what point did they know they loved their s/o?

You would occasionally go out on patrols with Ms. Selina Kyle, and the one time you take a hit for her is when she realizes that you’ve always made sure to put her first

matcha tea - how and when do they propose to their s/o?

Fjord and you were help fighting off a rogue pirate band, and you both knew your feelings and just ran with it. Cue to the rest of the Nein honorarily marrying you both on the high seas

Inspired by Pirates of the Caribbean

chai tea - how do they spice up their relationship?

Given that Claude has a knack for keeping his cards close to him, I could easily seeing him getting into role playing

hibiscus tea - what’s their favourite place to take their s/o?

Percy likes to walk arm in arm with you in Whitestone’s garden

green tea - how do they comfort their s/o?

Dorian likes to hold you close, and let you ramble on if something’s on your mind.

russian caravan tea - how experienced are they with relationships?

Hubert was always dedicated to his work and never set much time aside for himself, so it would be rare of him to have had a past relationship

I was today years old when I realized Hubert and Dorian are the same VA 😆

english breakfast tea - would they want a family?

Sypha and Arno Victor Dorian would appreciate (and adore) the idea of creating a family of their own, to have a small one that bears their likeness