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reminder skippy has a personal blog @mud-skippy !!! a place you can see my deranged ramblings over a variety of fandoms instead of just the rp ones lmao

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Hi. I haven't posted art here in over a year. Please accept this Dimitri as an apology. Will try to be better about posting here but really, who knows?

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Claude really watched dimitri experience one of the worst lows in his life at gronder field and still said I believe there's an inherent goodness in him. He saw the worst version of dimitri and still said I believe that he'll come for me if I ask. He staked his life on it actually. And i'm supposed to believe they DON'T have something going on??

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@the-bonds-beyond-time cont. from (X)

It was always a relief fascinating how familiar voices of the living never failed to cut through the delusions nightmares that followed him, some days that alone being what helped Dimitri keep his sanity. Even Felix with his ever constant insults helped in their own way, a consistent noise that he could always count on to be there, something he wondered it his old friend knew at times, that being part of the reason why he never bothered to hold his tongue. It was a reminder of what was real, of the monster he could be deep down, of why he needed to keep control to avoid handing himself over to the ghosts of his past, something that only seemed to become more difficult over time.

This voice wasn't accosting though, it was soft in its familiar lilt, practiced and refined beyond what any royal tutor could teach them. It had a soft smile pulling at the prince's lips, eyes still closed, but his posture seemed to relax some with every step she took towards him. They never felt alone, not with the horrors that followed their every moment, waking or otherwise, but there was a sanctuary to be found in the presence of one another, as there had always been, consistent and welcome, unlike the apparitions that shadowed them both.

As much as he hated that either of them had to suffer so, as much as he'd much rather shoulder her burden as well as his own, there was an irrefutable comfort in knowing that there was someone he needn't lie to, that knew about near every aspect of his life. Dimitri didn't need to explain a thing to Demeter, all he needed to do was exist and she would understand.

As soon as she was seated, he would lean into her in a gentle nudging of shoulders, the warmth of the contant putting up a valiant fight against the cold touch of their past, one he would covet while he could. He would stay quiet for a time, enough for Demeter to work her way down half her braid before breaking the silence. "...The flowers, it...quiets them at times. Perhaps...they were grown on the castle grounds as well? Or her perfume...it's...been so long, I can no longer rememeber..."

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Allowing himself to be led, Dimitri took the moment to take in the day, the sunshine on his face and sweet breeze through his hair, that sort of thing not typically being something he would have paid much attention to otherwise with everything bouncing around in his mind. He'd been staring at those documents for so long he could see the letters behind his eyes, each replay of them bringing a beat of pain in his head with it, one that he tried to will away with a deep, stabilizing breath as they neared the prepared table.

Slipping his arm from hers, a gentle hand lingered against the crook of her elbow as he reached with his free one to pull out Sothis' chair for her, it as if he wanted to keep that contact for as long as he could, like he wanted to make the most of this time with her. Gesturing for her to sit (it never occuring to him that she could float, the act simply being a habit from years of ingrained chivalry his homeland was so proud of, drilled even more so into his head being a prince), he ensured she was settled before taking a seat himself across from her with a sheepish chuckle as he eyed the desserts.

"That was quite kind of her. I...find myself feeling a touch of guilt that so much work was put into them, and I will be unable to enjoy them as intended..." Something he looked sad about as he looked them over. "I...normally do not tell people this, not even Dedue knows of my inability to taste, as I find it adds an unneeded level of complexity to meals. It hardly matters what I am eating, after all." A pause, then a chuckle as he pours her and then himself a cup of tea. "It is how I am able to stomach Flayn's...spirited attempts at cooking. I feel horribly for not telling her as much, but she is trying so very hard to learn. She began taking lessons with Dedue, so I am confident she will learn in time, though until then, I feel it best her sincere attempts do not go to waste."

”Dimitri,” Sothis called out with a smile on her face as she approached the prince. “Are you busy at all right now? Would you mind having some tea with me?”

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Brushing himself off, laughter still lingering in the gentle shake of his shoulders as he righted the chair, he was happy to melt back into her touch, a hand once again reaching out to hold her cheek while the other came to rest on her hip. A part of him was shouting that this was a bad idea in every way, the crowned prince of Fareghus and the actual Goddess Sothis?? It was a diplomatic mess in the making, but he...just didn't care. He'd lost his family at a young age, had been burned and scarred in the fires that took them, been instilled with a sense of guilt duty to avenge them, and was yet uncertain what his own future held despite the promise of the throne; His life had been chaos for as long as he could remember, and Sothis offered a reprieve from all that, someone to simply exist with without worry of duties and obligations, without fear of hurting be it by his strength or apparently uncontrolled magic on his part.

People could say whatever they wanted, he was going to be selfish just this once, there not being a better reason to do so than her, Goddess or not.

Chuckling at the tease, breath puffing against her lips where he lingered in close, he couldn't help but steal another kiss, the prince once again not realizing just how badly he craved her affection until it was given, just as every other first she'd gifted him, be it a hug or simple companionship. "I suppose that could be said, yes." Resting his forehead against her's, Dimitri allowed himself a moment of peace in the warmth of Sothis' hold, any weight that had been pushing him down before now falling off as if it had never been there at all. "Might I ask what prompted such a request? I am hardly complaining, mind you, I simply...do not understand why..." Why him? Why now? What was she seeking to gain from this? He didn't think it was anything nefarious, not even because she was the Goddess, but because she was Sothis. His title didn't matter to her, just as hers meant little to him.

Her eyes had fully closed when lips brushed against hers. A soft kiss, a ghost of a kiss, but a kiss nonetheless. His name was in her lips now, and eyes reopened moments later.

Dimitri looked.. cute, all flustered as he was. It made him even more enduring. She’s grown to like him a lot over their time spent. He was still a sweet guy, something that made her attracted to him, and him becoming so red was just so.. cute.

“Thank you.” It was almost automatic before she shook her head. Sothis shifted slightly, closer, and she reconnected their mouths in another soft kiss when his hand came over hers. Her mouth pressed to his, a brief moment, and she opened the distance between them again, not another word spoken.

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He can only offer a short, breathy chuckle in response to the thanks, a tease on the tip of his tongue on if it was customary to give thanks when receiving such acts of affection, one that was halted by another kiss, it taking only a matter of seconds after it for him to surge forth for yet another. Gauntlets having been discared shortly after he'd settled down with his book, a bare hand was free to tangle through green locks unhindered as his free one reached out for her face, it lingering on her cheek for a moment before sliding through to rest on the back of her head.

So distracted by this new, very welcome experience, Dimitri's normally steadfast concentration wavered just enough to send a spark of lightning magic through his fingertips, the zip not nessecarily painful, but...well, shocking as it tingled across his skin. Jolting back with a muffled shout of surprise, the esteemed crowned prince of Fareghus sent himself tipping backwards in his chair to land half sprawled across the floor, a beat of stunned silence passing over him before he started laughing, pure and unrestrained.

"M-My apologies," Started as he manuvered himself back to his feet. "It appears I have still yet to manage a decent grasp in my magical studies."

Her eyes had fully closed when lips brushed against hers. A soft kiss, a ghost of a kiss, but a kiss nonetheless. His name was in her lips now, and eyes reopened moments later.

Dimitri looked.. cute, all flustered as he was. It made him even more enduring. She’s grown to like him a lot over their time spent. He was still a sweet guy, something that made her attracted to him, and him becoming so red was just so.. cute.

“Thank you.” It was almost automatic before she shook her head. Sothis shifted slightly, closer, and she reconnected their mouths in another soft kiss when his hand came over hers. Her mouth pressed to his, a brief moment, and she opened the distance between them again, not another word spoken.

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Hidden Injuries

"Wait - you're bleeding."

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"Okay, I have you, I have you -"

"Don't you dare pass out on me."

"You good? You look a little pale."

"Your shirt... is that blood?"

"Oh, my god, are you serious? I think it's broken!"

"Why would you hide this from us?!"

"Okay - okay, breathe. We're going to help you."

"You idiot! You could have died!"

"I'm - I'm calling an ambulance -"

"Why are you breathing so shallowly?"

"You can barely stand."

"Sit down. Right now."

"I'm going to fix you up, but you have to sit still."

"I've had worse."

"It's not that bad, really..."

"I'm just a little... light headed...."

"It's barely bleeding at all."

"Aw, man, I liked this shirt."

"Oh, yeah that's... huh. That's a lot of blood."

"I'm just gonna sit right here... for a minute..."

"My chest really... hurts..."

"I can't really breathe -"

"Ow. It's fine. Ow."

"I can handle it myself."

"Oh, that? Yeah it's just... it's just a little blood..."

"Barely touched me."

"Why are there two of you?"

"I'll be fine. I'm great. I'm - I'm fantastic. Don't worry about me! I'm just gonna go... into this really nice... warm light..."

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Was Dimitri busy? Yes he was actually, the prince drowning in official documents detailing what's been going on in the kingdom while he was attending the school, a way to keep him in the loop and part of the discussion. Not that his father's old men tended to listen to him very much, the prince unable to really do anything about it until crowned king. But suddenly all of that didn't matter at the sound of Sothis' voice, papers immediately being gathered and stacked neatly where he'd been sitting at his classroom desk before her question was even through, the prince hoping that the goddess would do exactly this to offer him a break, Dimitri trusting she would be able to tell when he needed one. He...was trying to be better about that, a brief thought being given to if Sothis had noticed or not.

"It is nothing that cannot wait, I assure you." And while it was true, who's to say how long he'd have made himself sit there if she hadn't broken his concentration...

Rebinding the papers once gathered, Dimitri stepped over to Byleth's desk, a bottom drawer being opened and the stack set inside with note being scribbled to stick on top explaining who's they were and why they were there. It was wildly irresponsible for him to leave them in such an unsecure place, but to him, there was hardly a safer place than the professor's desk, especially with Sothis around.

When he was through, he offered the Goddess an arm with a soft smile. "Shall we then?"

”Dimitri,” Sothis called out with a smile on her face as she approached the prince. “Are you busy at all right now? Would you mind having some tea with me?”

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Dimileth dump because I am very normal about them.

And an alt fit for Byleth in Azure Moon. I really wish the devs had given them a timeskip design like all the students, but it would change to reflect house choice. Almyran or Imperial accents, etc.

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💙💛 Commission by Chensaiy

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Stargazing Lion

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it will not stay

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trying on the special armor for the first time

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arkveld hunter

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I found some older sketches of Dimitri's biological mother

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east of the sun, west of the moon