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Sephiroth when he got that Smash invite.
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compliments to the dedue
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I think I didn’t post this one complete, also I added Yuri, hope you like it 🤗
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your level of education means nothing if you never learned any compassion
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Blinded by Love (Dimitri x F!Reader) Ch. 1
(a/n) hi i'm like practically dead at this point LMAO i've got like 3 finals this week and i want to cRY
i'm sorry for my absence. i honestly didn't realize how much time has passed until it suddenly hit me that i hadn't visited tumblr in a *hot minute.*
instead of posting this colossal fic as one whole entry, i wanted to split it up into smaller chapters (~1000 words each?) so you can take the story in smaller bites and not have a whole ass meal every time you sit down and read my stuff. plus, this might help with my posting schedule-- i think working on and posting smaller chapters would be a much better method compared to writing one big fic.
doesthatmakesenseiamsotiredpLEASE
anyways, without further ado, please enjoy the first chapter of Blinded by Love! as always, no spoilers :)
also, it’s been a hot minute since i wrote anything remotely creative please bare with me as i get back into it ok that’s it thanks bye
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"Is everyone ready?" Byleth stared deeply into the exuberant eyes of her Lions; their bright, starving hues were hungry, aching for the exhilarating taste of battle. Dimitri, barely managing to contain his excitement, nodded resolutely.
"Yes, Professor."
"Very good," Byleth spread the torn map on a desk and motioned for everyone to gather around, "we are being dispatched to a village not far from the monastery. Some bandits have grown unruly as of late and have begun tormenting the villagers. The Church is sending us to get rid of them."
They pointed to a particular spot on the map and proceeded to explain the roads you all would take to get to the relatively out-of-the-way village. As they were doing that, Byleth quickly and succinctly explained the strategies the Lions would be deploying, as well as last-minute shopping lists.
"Before we leave, we should resupply on vulneraries and whatnot." Byleth gazed around the room; seafoam greens met (E/C) hues. "(F/N), can you and Dimitri take care of this please?"
Snickers bounced around the room as you and Dimitri adopted the same flustered expression. You reached out and silently took the scraggly piece of paper in your hand as you felt the prince's antsy presence accompany you from behind.
"Any questions?" Byleth looked at their bushy-tailed Lions again. "Be smart out there. Safety should come naturally."
Byleth, with a wave of their hand, dismissed their students.
"We'll be leaving in about an hour, so be sure you're fully prepared by then."
"Yes, Professor!" Everyone scurried out of the classroom (not without a few jabs prodded into Dimitri's side and a couple of knowing, teasing glances cast your way). Dimitri, after making sure enough rosiness dissipated from his cheeks, cleared his throat and slowly tapped you on your shoulder. The royal watched as your entire body seemingly glitched into the fifth dimension before turning around to meet his wavering gaze.
"I-- uh," the blonde stiffly cleared his throat, dedicating way too much brainpower to simply hold your gaze. "We should... um... t-the supplies--."
"Y-Yes." You squeaked, crumpling the shopping list closer to your racing heart. You and Dimitri's eyes scurried to the scuff marks on the stone floor, absolutely immobilized. Byleth, with a loud 'ahem,' subdued the sparks fluttering between you and the prince; you both spun around to your instructor and bowed hastily.
"Our deepest apologies, Professor!"
"We'll be heading out now!"
As Byleth watched the backs of their students scurry out of their classroom, they chuckled.
"How cute."
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"Hm... I think this should be enough vulneraries. What do you think, Your Highness?"
"(F/N), please. I've told you plenty of times to just call me Dimitri." The prince smiled warmly at you before glancing at the somewhat copious amount of vulneraries messily amassed in your arms. "I think this should be enough. It is just a routine bandit culling, after all."
"That's true... And, I feel like I'm being-- I don't know-- disrespectful? If I call you by your name. I feel it's only proper for me to address you by your title." You countered as Dimitri took a majority of the vulneraries in his strong arms.
"Nonsense. I want you to address me by my name," he coughed and looked away, "o-only if you are comfortable though. If you truly desire to address me by my title only, then that is fine as well."
"Oh, no! I just-- I thought-- are you... really sure it's okay for me to call you by your name?"
"Of course!"
"O-Okay... Dimitri." You smiled, color dabbling your cheeks. Dimitri almost dropped all the vulneraries watching your delicate fingers tuck a stray lock of hair behind your ear. "I have to admit, it feels kind of... strange saying your name."
"...oh." Dimitri's lips, still cast upward, did not match the downtrodden expression the rest of his features bore. Realizing your egregious choice of words, you let out a cry of surprise.
"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean it like that!" You bowed. "It felt strange because I wasn't used to it! But... I like it. I like saying your name, Dimitri."
The extinguished look in his eyes instantly flared up with life and excitement.
"R-Really?!"
A lighthearted laugh escaped you; Dimitri's grin grew wider at the natural melody in your voice.
"Yes! Dimitriii.~ Dimitriii.~"
The prince's sides had begun to ache from all the laughing; he buried his burning face in the pile of vulneraries.
"I love hearing you say my name..." He muttered, his voice muffled by the sacks of medicinal herbs.
"Sorry, what was that?"
"N-Nothing important. Let's head back, shall we?"
"Mmkay!" As you cheerily skipped through the marketplace with the prince at your side, a glimmer from one of the stalls caught your eye. Your feet froze mid-air and your boots made a loud clonk as you fell back down to earth. Dimitri, surprised at the sudden shift in mood, looked up at you worriedly.
"(F/N)? Is everything all right?"
When he looked over, you and all the vulneraries you were carrying had essentially disappeared from existence. Dimitri, his heart throbbing a quickening pulse in his temples, spun to and fro in the middle of the street, growing more and more panicked at your continued absence.
"Excuse me, how much is this?"
Dimitri's head had never whipped around so fast.
"Ah, you got a good eye, lass! Bought this from a fella off the coasts of Brigid. 'Posed to bring you good luck, he said." The merchant's gnarly voice had a distinct ring that overpowered the rest of the bustling marketplace.
"It's so pretty..." Breathed a response.
After a crowd of people on his right dissolved, Dimitri found your vulnerary-laden form stooped over a table flooded with jewelry and glittery accessories. He breathed out, thanking the Goddess as he felt years subtracted from his life slowly be added back on. He hurriedly made his way to your side and glanced around the vast treasures laid out for sale. The merchant threw his head back and roared in glee.
"Indeed, indeed! One of my best finds, I tell ya. A true beauty."
Your (E/C) eyes shimmered brighter than any jewel Dimitri had ever seen as they excitedly landed on his placid blues.
"Dimitri, look! Isn't it gorgeous?"
"Er... Which one? They're all quite lovely." Dimitri politely smiled and nodded his head at the merchant, who puffed his chest out with pride.
"That one!" You motioned with your chin, pointing your lips at a particular brooch. Upon closer inspection, the mound of metal quickly took on the shape of a lion. The simple sheen of silver contrasted nicely with the array of crystalline colors surrounding it. The artisan's mastery over fine metalwork translated beautifully into the gorgeous detailing in the mane and face of the feline; a permanent roar was etched onto the refined ore, its eyes ablaze with ferocity and vivacity. It stood majestically on its hind legs, seemingly ready to jump into the fray of a battle that will never come. A jewel the shade of bright blue skies was incrested in its paws; the radiant glitter of the gem sailed across its surface like clouds on a cool spring day.
"It... is quite breathtaking." Hummed the prince. "How much is it?"
"10,000 Gold!" The merchant smiled widely, more holes than teeth in his mouth.
"T-Ten--?!" You stumbled backward, the spell that the brooch had put you under snapping like a strained thread.
"Yup yup! But for a fine lass like ya, I'll cut it down to... hm... Let's say 7,500. Deal?"
"That's... still a lot..." You looked despondently at the brooch, the luminous blue darkening as a storm approached. The merchant frowned.
"Sorry, lass. Can't go lower than that. I'd be sellin' at a loss past that price."
"T-That's okay... Um, I think I'll stop by another time. Let's go, Dimitri..."
Without waiting for a response, you turned on your heels and sulked away, your shoulders hunched forward and your head hung low. Dimitri's heart splintered into pieces as he watched your form slowly homogenize with the crowd. With a small nod (and a few moments reserved for the neat pile of vulneraries he built at his feet), Dimitri whipped out a pouch that clanged a tune that would make any merchant's heart sing.
"Can I still make good on that previous offer?"
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blue-lions-baby · 3 years
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Hiii I read your 3 part dimitri story and the way you write him is one of the best I’ve ever read! Could I request a dimitri x blind! Or mute!reader please? I’m just so in love with your writing 💙✨
hi
I’M SO.
SO.
SO SORRY.
FOR BEING SO LATE.
I HAVE NEVER FORGOTTEN YOU-- NOT EVEN FOR A MOMENT. YOU WERE ALWAYS AT THE BACK OF MY MIND ANON, AND EVEN THOUGH YOU PROB FORGOT YOU REQUESTED THIS AT THIS POINT, I FINALLY DID IT.
it was growing super long again so i had to split it-- i’ve already gotten a good start on the next few chapters adkjsljdfsfsf
but it is called “blinded by love”! idk how many chapters it’ll be, but it might be longer than operation confession  👀 👀 👀
i will be posting it in a separate post (like right after i hit submit on this lol) but... thank you for your patience. i’m so, so sorry it took so long. but thank you :)
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This...this surprisingly seems somewhat in character.
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opinion on algebra
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Welcome back! How are you doing?
hey anon! i’m doing a bit better, ty ^^ i hope you’re doing all right as well! please continue to take care of yourself!! <3
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Bookworm (Dimitri x F!Reader)
(a/n) hi!! it’s been awhile lol. after being away from writing for too long, i needed to write a quick lil fic to get the ~creative juices~ flowing again. 
and boom-- this fic was born.
jotted this down in like half an hour so it is by no means The Best, but i think it’s pretty cute ^^ i can see this turning into a series (modern!au, anyone?) so if you’re interested, just lmk!!
thank you for reading, and also your continued patience with me. now please enjoy!
(extremely) short fluff and no spoilers!
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Dimitri’s cautious blues peered over the torn, wrinkled edge of his book, his jaw tightening at the slight smile that adorned your lips. Your luminous (E/C) eyes seemed to grow brighter and brighter as it absorbed line after line on the page; seeing that lighthearted expression on your face made his heart skip a beat or two.  
Goddess you were so, so beautiful.
The prince rested his slightly achy jaw on his knuckles as the book he was holding grew slack in his hands-- slack enough for it to tumble out of his grasp and crash onto the wooden table with a noticeable boom. All eyes-- including yours-- flashed to the source of what pretty much sounded like a cannon going off in the quiet study. Dimitri, heart racing and tummy churning, sent an apologetic nod to every slightly annoyed patron before burying his nose into the crease of his barely-read book, hoping that its yellowed pages would shelter his reddening cheeks from peering eyes.
Unlike every other student in the room, you found the little display of bashfulness from the almighty Prince Dimitri almost too adorable! Giggling to yourself, you quietly nestled back into the secure plushiness of your large armchair and slowly slipped back into a world whose sole existence relied on black ink chipped with time and the fingers of patron’s before you. 
After that whole... experience, Dimitri would have loved nothing more than to crawl away from yet another new addition to his laundry list of social blunders and just tuck himself away from the world. But once again, your innocent smiles and displays of unadulterated joy placed him under a fresh spell, bounding him further into his seat.
One day, Dimitri will find the courage within to walk up and talk to you.
One day, Dimitri will hear your muted giggles in their full, unfiltered glory. 
One day.
But for now, he was content simply gazing in silent adoration at the beauty in the library.
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blue-lions-baby · 4 years
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i really need a torchic rn
obsessed with torchics hgss pokedex entry
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“Heh, I apologize. I’ve forgotten myself and come dangerously close to teasing you. It’s just… I’ve never seen you look so happy before. It’s downright mesmirizing.”
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Oh god nicole, you poor thing dont you even worry please. If you need a break, there's absolutely no problem, as long as you feel alright❤ Please take care baby, and dont worry, you'll see how things get better❤
thank you, this is very sweet ^^ i’m doing a bit better; just.... really tired rn haha
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blue-lions-baby · 4 years
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hey lol so it’s been a hot minute since my last update and an even hotter minute since my last fic
just wanted to let you guys know that i’m doing a bit better-- just had to take a lil break ig.
rather important, but uh, i will be putting all requests on hold for now; i will no longer be accepting requests until further notice. i’m not dropping them completely bc i think they’re really interesting and challenging, but i also want to kinda work on other things..... and also, knowing that someone out there is still waiting for a fic is really stressing me tf out lol so... i hope you can forgive me.
uhhhh but yeah. i’m kinda back now. just gonna be taking it easy for now... will hopefully post something soon.
have a great rest of your day, and please stay safe
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hi uh pretty important update ig
hey so it’s been a minute. i’m not dead LOL well, uh, actually--
i’m so sorry for the inactivity. college has really been kicking my ass with all the busy work and midterms and exams and it’s just really taking a huge toll on me physically, emotionally, and mentally. i’m trying to keep it together and just.... hold on and persevere, but it’s been really, really hard
i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to make any excuses haha. i just wanted to let you all know where i am atm; i’m trying to finish that one request that has been in my drafts for so long like im really, truly genuinely trying to complete it and i want to give you all my best work bc you all deserve the best but i just..... can’t. not now at least.
i just took a quick glance at my ao3 to see how long ago since my last upload and i swear i almost had a fucking stroke when i saw my last post was almost a whole month ago and i’m so sorry i’m really trying over here i’m sorry
i’ll continue to hold on and i’ll continue to try and write some more but please continue to be a little bit more patient with me. i’m trying my best, everyone.
please continue to stay safe and also, take care of yourselves... it’s... tough rn, but we’ll pull through it like we always do :)
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Dimileth sketch dump?
Dimileth sketch dump.
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hey !! i saw the enemies to lovers headcanons you did for felix and i loved them sm! i was wondering if u could do some enemies to lovers headcanons for dimitri ?
A/N: aww thanks! :D i’m v happy you liked the Felix headcanons hehe i made them a little too long for my taste so imma try to make Dimitri’s version concise enough that i don’t have to split this into two parts :P
enemies to lovers headcanons [Dimitri]
prior to the war Edelgard waged in Fodlan, Dimitri didn’t really know much about you. all he knew was that you were the only other commoner in the Black Eagles house alongside Dorothea, and that you were known for being not very social but neither were you aloof in any sense. every time he did catch a glimpse of you, Dimitri would think to himself that you were rather attractive but that was really the extent of it
in preparation for the war, he didn’t think about you at all. the last time he saw you was when the Imperial forces raided the tombs under Garreg Mach. being part of the Black Eagles house, you naturally took Edelgard’s side (or so he presumed, too engrossed in his savage desire for revenge to notice the hesitation on your face when Hubert teleported you away alongside the Adrestian Emperor and himself)
then, Garreg Mach falls and he’s imprisoned, sentenced to death. in the midst of his despair and the voices of the dead haunting his every breath, Dimitri managed to escape the clutches of the Empire thanks to the sacrifice of Dedue. what he doesn’t learn until years later, though, is that you had a part to play in it, as well. by subtly pulling some strings, you managed to make it easier for the banished prince to escape, expecting no sort of reward from anyone. all you desired was for Edelgard to lose the war, for reasons you know many would look down upon
these reasons come to light and are thrown back into your face a few years later when you find yourself kneeling at the feet of the man you saved. he’s taller, his shoulders broader and his face a thousand times more menacing. it is the face of a man who has suffered endlessly. he threatens to kill you and nearly does–stopped only by Professor Byleth, someone you long thought was dead
she tells him that she believes you, that you’re not lying when you tell them you’d escaped the Empire to provide them with valuable inside information. Dimitri doesn’t seem happy about it but he relents and lets you live
the others welcome you relatively quickly, empathising with your plight especially after your information turned out to be true and incredibly useful. you share the struggles you’ve faced as someone who had no choice but to commit war crimes in the name of a ruler you did not believe in. for years, you’ve done countless, unforgivable things for Edelgard in fear that she or Hubert would end your life
at one point, Dimitri catches wind of what you’ve been sharing and threatens to kill you once more
“You have no place here! You stand here in Garreg Mach as if it were not you who betrayed it all those years ago! Admit it, scum, you only changed alliances because you know the Empire is starting to lose this godforsaken war!” he shouts, pressing the tip of his lance against the tender flesh of your neck. “Admit your selfishness!”
“As if you are any less selfish!” you yell back, leaning your head forwards, forcing his weapon to pierce your own skin. you can tell it takes him by surprise when you feel the blade lessen its pressure against your neck by no fault of your own. “I risked my life to help you escape the Empire all those years ago and what do I hear? That you’ve spent most of your years mindlessly slaughtering insignificant Imperial armies?” Dimitri gapes at you, eyebrows furrowed deeply. “I have been waiting for news of your return as the King of Faerghus so that I could escape the hell I’ve lived in. For years you were my only hope that I could be free! But you spent those years killing to satiate your own demonic need for blood!”
“Don’t lie to me! Dedue was the one who helped me escape! Not you!” his voice is loud but his word start to lose their conviction
“Why do you think there were so little guards on the day you were supposed to be executed! Do you think Edelgard and Hubert are really that stupid to leave the prison so badly guarded during such an important occasion?!” your words begin to slur as you cry for the first time in years. “Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, you can call me selfish all you want but I know I just wanted to live! I still just want to live! So leave me alone!”
word spreads quickly about your scuffle with the king but your newfound friends are considerate enough to refrain from talking about it in your presence–you can even tell when Felix makes an effort to hold back his sharp tongue
meanwhile, Dimitri does as you requested and stays out of your way. he barely acknowledges your existence except when you’re on the battlefield together. even when you’re alone in the same room, you don’t exchange any glances, let alone any words
you think he just can’t care less about you–the traitor of Garreg Mach–but in reality, you’re all he thinks about. your claim of being the one who essentially assisted Dedue in his escape from certain death ring in his head endlessly, drowning out even the voices of the deceased who have not relented in years. it’s an oddly nice change but his curiosity for the truth reigns supreme
and yet, he doesn’t have the courage to confront you about it. even when it causes him endless sleepless nights (though, to be fair, it’s not like he’s been resting much at all during the war). his sleeplessness, however, is of a nature he would call pleasant. instead of drowning in regret and sorrow, Dimitri finds himself simply thinking of you. he clings onto whatever he has that reminds himself of you, like the quick glances he cast your way during your schooling years, the smell of the soap you use that lingers in the communal bathroom hours after you’ve cleaned yourself, the dish you eat on an almost-daily basis, the scars on your face and the cut in your neck that seems to be taking too long of a time to heal. every night when he thinks of you, he feels as though his poor heart is able to take a much-needed break even if it beats faster than ever before
still, he isn’t aware that he loves you just yet. not until he feels his body instinctively shield you during the battle at Gronder Field. the wound is shallow and barely hurts as he cuts down the enemy with ease, in fact, it’s the heartbroken expression on your face is what renders him temporarily immobile
“What is wrong with you?” you chide, using your magic to heal the injury as the battle carries on just a few metres away. you’d pulled him aside and he followed without any resistance, still too surprised by the way you looked at him just seconds ago. “You and the professor are Fodlan’s last hope to escape Edelgard’s tyrannical grasp.”
you ensure your tone is that of an irritated parent but you know that you feel more than frustration at his recklessness. when you noticed him appear out of nowhere to take the blow for you, you swore you were dreaming. and then you saw the way he looked at you for just a split second… it was tender and kind. it reminded you of the way he used to look when you caught him sneaking glances at you back when you were students. a part of you wishes you can see him make that expression again, if only to satisfy your own silly desire
regardless of your inner turmoil, you continue to speak as you heal him, “you must do whatever it takes to make sure you live.”
Dimitri doesn’t respond, merely reentering the battlefield once you’re finished healing him. all the while, his mind is occupied by a single question: why did he defend you so? later on, when he hears a knife being unsheathed and a girl scream at him about exacting revenge, his body remains still, readying himself for death and yet your words force themselves into the forefront of his mind: “you must do whatever it takes to make sure you live.” unfortunately, before Rodrigue moves faster than Dimitri can decide on whether or not he should stay alive
you hear about Lord Fraldarius’s death and even though you knew him for only a short period of time, it stings you to your very core. for some reason, it worries you that his demise will only somehow make Dimitri behave more recklessly than he already does. to your surprise, a very calm and collected Dimitri appears at your quarters’ doorstep that evening, asking if he can come in
“Were you telling the truth?” he asks. “When you said you helped Dedue in my escape?” you can’t help but notice his gaze linger at your throat while he speaks. the fresh scar of your previous private encounter begins to itch
“Yes.” your answer is firm and nothing if not truthful. “Is that all you came here to ask about?”
“No, there is more I wish to say,” he replies, “if you will allow me to say it.” his politeness throws you off, renders you speechless, even. but you nod and gesture for him to sit down beside you on your bed. the mattress dips severely when he rests on top of it, so much so that it takes a bit of effort to keep yourself from sliding towards him
still, the atmosphere in your room is calm and not at all heavy, even in spite of the day’s events. Dimitri waits a few seconds before continues to speak. “In truth, I have noticed a pattern after your arrival–or rather, your return–to Garreg Mach. I’ve not been able to stop thinking about you ever since. In the beginning, it was hatred but now it’s different.”
“What do you mean by that?” you ask, though your racing heart and warm face indicate that you already know where he’s going with this
“I cannot say for sure, at least not now,” he replies, “but know for certain that I will keep what you told me today in my heart. I promise to you and Rodrigue that I will keep living… and after this war is over, I will be able to express how I feel towards you now.”
you don’t know what to say so you simply stare at him as he wrings his hands together while resting them on his thighs. then, Dimitri turns to look at you and he smiles.
“But for now, I hope you will allow me to do one thing.”
“Wha–” you cut yourself off when you feel his lips softly kiss your temple. he stays there for a few seconds before he pulls away only to lean his forehead against your own. the gesture is so tender and… loving
‘When this war is over,’ Dimitri thinks to himself, closing his eye as he feels you press your own forehead against his and he feels his heart flutter in response, ‘I will tell you I love you.’
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