#dimi write

[holy-megs]

. ➵ ⁺ tokyo revengers guys + their favourite piercing preferences on their s/o

. ➵ ⁺ characters: ken ryuguji, kazutora hanemiya, baji keisuke, hakkai shiba, hanma shuji

. ➵ ⁺ cw + tw: fem!reader, characters are aged up, suggestive content, fluffy moments, mentions of piercings, hanma’s + draken’s parts may be a lil too spicy so watch out ¡!

KEN RYUGUJI [DRAKEN] — belly button piercing

Draken is a fan of piercings since he also has one on his left ear, so he will definitely be in awe once he notices that you got one for yourself at your belly button. He will be so proud since he knows that you were scared of doing it yet stunned at the sight. Whenever he sees you wearing a bikini or a crop top that makes the piercing visible, he will get so turned on that he will just want to fuck you at the nearest wall without caring if anyone cathes you both. "Fuck! do you know how hot that piercing makes you look?" Draken will groan against your neck. He may sometimes get jealous and act all overprotective, but he will grab you by the waist and hold you tightly if he ever suspects one of the gang members or even a stranger staring hungrily at you. "Babe, you’re hurting my piercing like that." You will get mad at him since his tough fingers and hands are so veiny and wide that they cover your entire belly and hurt your piercing.

KAZUTORA HANEMIYA — helix, daith, tragus

Kazutora is all about aesthetics. That’s why he adores your ear piercings, mainly the ones that stand out the most and are considered more eccentric and unusual by others. Not to himself, though. Kazu is a man who likes when you do things out of the ordinary and outside your comfort zone. That’s why he likes teasing you about it, and whenever you two make out, he always gets a strand of your hair and gently places it behind your ears just so he can peer at your ear piercings. “You’re so pretty like this you know?” His words and eyes will reflect a sense of devotion and compassion. He is awestruck about how much he adores your stunning beauty, including your piercings. Kazu is your number one supporter and fan. Let me tell you, when the two of you get matching piercings, he melts right on the spot. He will be acting like a child, and when you catch him blushing too, the teasing begins. “Awww my baby is a hot mess.” You casually make fun of him while Kazutora tries to cover his face.

BAJI KEISUKE — nose piercing [nostril] + nose hoop + nose bone stud

Baji is no exception to the other two boys since he also loves observing your every move and, of course, more than anything, your nose piercing too. Baji is a guy who likes piercings in general, and he is very tolerant of what you do to your body. He doesn’t like you having a bunch of piercings on you and especially your body, be it on your belly or nipples. He just doesn’t like it. However he is a sucker for nose piercings. Once he notices that you've got a nose piercing and you remove any other unnecessary piercings he advised you about, his smirk will be so evident that you will be able to see his broad teeth. “Suits you well babe.” His eyes will gaze at you softly. Now let me tell you, Baji is a guy who loves you despite what you do to your body and face. This is your life, and he is not some kind of controlling freak telling you what to do. However, since you asked for his opinion, he must be honest. “Suke, your nose—” You will always say this to him in cute annoyance. Baji typically enjoys pressing your noses together and giving you eskimo kisses just so he can admire how cool your piercing is.

HAKKAI SHIBA — lobe, upper lobe

Hakkai, meanwhile, encourages you to have an appearance that is less flashy. He is the type of guy who prefers one exceptional earring on your lobe or upper lobe over many of them, just as he does. Hakkai might be unable to express these desired thoughts to you because, as we all know, he can be awkward and shy when it comes to interacting with women. However, you shouldn't worry because, as you two grow closer, he will learn to be more confident and tell you that you are beautiful even without any piercings. But don't get him wrong. He won't mind if you want more piercings. The poor guy is just too afraid and embarrassed to let you know that he wants to get matching earrings with you.“Shiba-kun, you seem pale, what’s wrong?” You'll start to worry about your boyfriend's attitude out of concern. Hakkai doesn't want you to worry about him, so he will act as if everything is fine while secretly fantasising about how pretty you'll look wearing that earring of his. “y/n, how a-about I lend you my earring instead?” After that, Hakkai's flushed face won't be able to feel justice.

HANMA SHUJI — nipple piercings

As we all know, Hanma changes women faster than he can light up another cigarette. He is very keen on trying new things and experimenting, so it is no wonder he likes nipple piercings. He is a very nasty man who prefers to see your nipples filled with an accessory instead of nothing at all, especially when you have small boobies. Once you show Hanma that you have pierced your titties, he will be so eager to please you. Hanma goes crazy at the sight of his sin and punishment tattooed hands worshipping and touching your boobies like that. He will cup and suck your nipples really hard that you’ll have the best nipple orgasm ever. “Oh? Pretty girl’s getting shy all of a sudden?” His smirk will carelessly widen, and his ego will increase as his sayings make you blush even more. Since you pierced your nipples, Hanma hasn't let you rest and wants to touch your titties every second just to admire your piercings. “You’re noisy today.” You pout at your fuck buddy's teasing behavior while he continues annoying you.

© holy-megs, do not copy or translate my work. reblogs are appreciated.

[brynn-lear]

ALSO DIMITRI CAMEO IN WHODRANKIT(2)42)?????????????

HAHAHAHAH PLEASE- this blog's name used to be beloved-blaiddyd. Dimitri is my favorite character in all of fiction (not a joke, i am dead serious). You can hate me for this but the oldest posts here are all self-ship art w/ him. he's my therapy,,,

[throwaway-yandere]

Everyday I feel like an idiot cuz I'd look up the yandere dimitri tag to see if there are new fics and become a sad puddle when there's nothing when I can just. Write. It. Myself? I can. I can write. Somewhat decently. The frick is stopping me.

And then I remember I have real world responsibilities and the cycle repeats for the next day hAHAHAHHAHA. Aight, going to sleep. It's time for that new samsara.

[dimigex]

hey just wondering if there’s a rough idea on the next instalment of healing hands 😍

Precious Anon, I was literally working on it when I got this message. I feel all the guilt that the new chapter isn't out because it's been ages. I will say that it started around a few thousand words and it's almost 14K now (oops). Since the wait has been so long, there's a sneak peak under the cut! <3 <3 <3

Ignoring the question, Sakura crossed her arms over her chest. “Tell me about the mission.” 

Kakashi raised one shoulder in a shrug. “It’s an S-ranked Anbu mission. You know I can’t give you the details.” 

“Well then, you also know I can’t clear him.” Sakura raised her chin to meet Kakashi’s dark, guarded gaze. As much as their friendship had developed over the past few months, he still managed to needle under her skin with little effort. Huffing out a frustrated breath, she continued. “How can you give me mission details when you send me the broken shinobi afterward, but not let me know what to expect? How does that make any sense?” 

The tense silence between them stretched for a moment as Kakashi formulated his response. Then, he sighed. “We have intel that a hideout belonging to Orochimaru is showing—” 

“You want to send him back to Orochimaru,” Sakura burst out, unable to contain her incredulity. “After everything he’s been through? How could you possibly think that’s a good idea?”

The lines across Kakashi’s forehead deepened, and Sakura realized that she might have revealed more about her relationship with Tenzo than she meant to. They wouldn’t have had much reason to talk about his past, especially since she had him on leave for medical reasons. But, as the Anbu medic, she had access to his file. Tenzo had admitted that much of what he’d told her was recorded inside. It wouldn’t have been unlikely that Sakura read it. 

Whatever conclusion Kakashi came to about the information, he kept his opinion to himself. “An abandoned research laboratory on the outskirts of the Land of Fire has been showing activity: disappearances, strange noises, and smoke. I need someone to secure the facility.” 

Refusing to be swayed, Sakura inclined her head. “And, you have dozens of Anbu who aren’t currently on leave. Send one of them.” 

The idea of sending Tenzo back to one of the facilities that he’d been trapped in as a child soured Sakura’s stomach. He would understandably be on edge and if something went wrong, it would set back weeks worth of hard work. Considering his slip with alcohol the night before, and the night terrors that came with it, Sakura couldn’t risk returning him to the field, not yet. He wasn’t ready. She had to find a way to protect him without damaging his trust again. 

“Sakura,” Kakashi chided, voice taking on the tone he’d used when trying to make her see reason as a genin. It hadn’t worked then either. “There are people disappearing, a couple of them were kids. If anyone knows how Orochimaru operates and how to capture him, it’s Yamato.” 

The plea tugged at Sakura’s heartstrings, but Tenzo needed just as much protection as those missing children did. If something went wrong, as it so often did on missions, she wasn’t sure how he’d react. His battered body in the hospital bed after his previous two missions flashed through Sakura’s mind. But, it gave her an idea. “I’ll grant his medical clearance on one condition.” 

The soft snort of disbelief from Kakashi didn’t match the ice in his gaze. “You do understand your input is a recommendation, right? I don’t have to follow your advice.”

“Yet, you keep asking for it,” Sakura countered, meeting Kakashi’s stare without flinching. There were only a few things that would make her stand up to her former sensei, and patient care was one of them. 

“What is your condition?” Kakashi shifted on the couch, a clear mark of discomfort. At least he was willing to entertain the idea. 

Sakura let out a measured breath to gather her courage. There was only way that she’d feel comfortable with Tenzo being back in the field. “Assign me to his team.” 

“Absolutely not.” Kakashi’s answer came almost as soon as the words left Sakura’s lips. “This mission has a high probability of failure, and you are not trained to handle these types of situations.”

Whose fault is that? Sakura managed to keep the question from leaving her lips, but only barely. Anger flooded her system at the implication that she was somehow less because she hadn’t received Anbu training. She had completed S-rank missions before, and her medical ninjutsu rivaled if not surpassed Tsunade’s. “If you’re worried about failure, I’m the best option to get your team out without casualties.” 

“This isn’t a game,” Kakashi growled, scrubbing a hand through his hair. “I know you’re a good medic, the best even, but Yamato’s team won’t cater to you if you can’t keep up.” 

“I don’t need anyone to cater to me.” Sakura gestured at her dirty clothes with one hand as if they explained everything. “This may come as a surprise to you, but I'm in the best physical shape that I’ve ever been.” 

Kakashi shook his head like the fact was of little consequence. “That may be so, but you aren’t Anbu. There won’t be an extraction team if something goes wrong.” 

“You think I don’t know that?” Sakura recalled the harsh reality that she’d witnessed at the hospital and Tenzo’s apartment since returning to the village. “I’m not a scared, untrained genin any longer, Kakashi-sensei.” 

The title melted the ice in Kakashi’s eyes, transforming it into something like pride. “I know, but that doesn’t make you ready for this type of situation.” 

Sakura blew out a tired breath, wondering how many times she’d need to prove herself before someone believed in her. “Because you don’t think I can do it?”  “Because I don’t want you to do it,” Kakashi corrected, leaning close enough for Sakura to see the pale flecks of silver in his eyes. It underscored the sincerity in his voice.

[dimiclaudeblaigan]

the idea of three hopes dimivain is also so funny to me tho bc dimitri goes and recruits miklan and then miklan just gets back only to find out his brother and king are Very Close and he's just like "oh god. oh no". he knows exactly what he is going to be subjected to for the rest of his life.

[hifrifrimetime]

In the process of coming up with a new idea for my tommy england/sixpack/dimi fic, I've realized there's some bits I'm going to have to rewrite. so here are some snippets that'll get changed but I still like a lot! Under the cut because it gets a bit long

.......

When the Fridays are incinerated, Thomas spends the day crying. It reminds him of the time he almost drowned when he was a little kid and got caught in a rip tide just off the Oregon coast. (Or the day of the Waveback). The taste of salt is overwhelming. Salt and snot. He wishes he could hear the pitched howls of a friend.

Then, it's the taste of blood. Bitter iron so consuming he's nauseous. The anger he tells himself he made peace with long ago surges in him. It's not fair. Not them.

Then it's just ash. Soot caking his mouth, dry as a desert. Days.

He's cleansed by the jailbreak. Fresh. Thomas screams and screams and screams his throat raw. He almost smashed his skateboard caught up in the waves emanating from him. It's the happiest he's been in a long, long time.

And then everything is weightless and the world goes black.

-------

The first thing he manages to feel again is the sensation of losing his breath. He's falling. Fuck he's falling fast and long. But it's not him. He experiences it like a dream; it's happening to him, but he's just an actor in a role.

Then everything tingles. It starts soft, barely a shiver, growing exponentially more, like his leg has fallen asleep but it's his whole body, and then more and more until it becomes painful to even twitch and everything is tv static.

And then he wakes up. Or returns. Or is simply conscious again. Thomas could never quite figure out what terms to use to accurately describe his retroactive non-existence existence.

Regardless. He's back in apartment 9C263, in his bed, blinking away the residuals of vertigo as he sits up. His room looks different. It's the same it's always been... but also not.

But it doesn't matter. Because as soon as he's remembering setting up his desk in this corner but somehow also that one, a mass of fluff and slobber and love comes bounding through the door and launches herself at Thomas without hesitation. They topple to the floor, and he bangs his head on the corner of his bedframe, but Thomas couldn't care less.

He's finally back with his girl.

......

It was different with Dimi. Whereas he and Sixpack had this special connection, there was something blocking them off from Dimi. Thomas could never catch him in the same room. Like a ghost in the corner of his eye. He was always on the periphery- or maybe it was Thomas who was.

At least, he and Sixpack were together again. Sometimes she would wander into his room at night and curl up in the bed next to him.

God, he had missed those walks. Sixpack had too. They go grocery shopping together and try unsuccessfully to make new recipes. Mostly they just saw each other.

[rowanthestrange]

Also the silent movie Dhawan!Master interplay with mute/nonverbal Timeless Child headcanons tho…

[valleynix]

OMG ANGST

what if Cassandra killed reader before she realized that reader was reader again in chapter 18?

And then finding out that Bela was alive and well all along?

STOP THIS HURTS

i'm gonna write something on it though EHEHEHEHEHE

It's over so quickly that she almost doesn't realize what's happened. Her human had been forced to mutate, all bloody and wrong, and while she knows it's not them, she has no other choice.

They would want her to grant them this mercy. She knows that.

It doesn't make the act any easier.

Her blade slices clean through the back of their neck, right where they always tell her to sever as they try to get away. That freak possessing their body had already killed Bela, and she wouldn't let them kill Daniela, too. She couldn't.

Her bird takes only a few stumbled steps forward, pausing and swaying as Daniela hesitantly reaches a hand up toward them. She stands in front of them, her brows pinched together as her eyes widen.

They lift their head, their arms dangling uselessly at their sides. She almost thinks she didn't succeed, and part of her wishes she hadn't when she sees them turn around to look at her.

They stumble back, their golden eye dulling as they stare straight at her.

It lasts only a moment, but her entire world has stopped when their eyes meet her own. She sees them; her idiot bird back in their body, that bit of recognition in their eye as they weakly lift their hand, claws reaching for her.

They fall back, their knees giving out beneath them, and she panics as she darts forward, trying and failing to catch their hand. Blood leaks out from behind their head as they stare blankly at the ceiling, and she doesn't know what to do.

Daniela wails and falls to her knees beside them, her hands shaking as she tries to wake them, and all Cassandra can do is let her sickle drop to the floor as she continues to stare after them.

She killed them. She killed them.

Not their copy; not this time. She's killed the only person she thought she could trust and love-

She doesn't know what to do. She thinks tears well in her eyes as she watches her sister try and try to shake them awake, but they remain limp in her grasp, their blood staining her knees where she kneels.

Is she saying something? She isn't sure if she's doing anything or if she's just watching their body become grey-ish and turn to ash.

She tries to tell herself it was for the better as she falls to her knees, her own hands shaking violently when she raises them to grasp their clawed hand. It crumbles in hers, and she stares in shock.

She knows what this is, what she's feeling, but the knowledge doesn't help her fight it any. She's stuck with the heavy feeling in her chest and shoulders, stuck staring at the way their body crumbles beneath her.

To be honest, she isn't sure how much time has passed. Throughout it all, Cassandra has tried to convince herself that she did the right thing. Her oldest sister was gone, and she couldn't allow them to keep living after they - intentionally or not - killed a member of their family.

She wishes they hadn't told her. Would it have made this easier?

There comes a time, eventually, that she grabs onto Daniela and tugs her away, murmuring an apology as she does. She's a lot stronger than her little sister, so she drags her away from their bird's crumbling body easily, but hearing her wails and yells as she tries to fight and go back to them hurts. It's a pain she's never felt before, and she doesn't want to feel it again.

It's why she pushes everyone away and keeps most out of her heart. They only end up damaging it and hurting her-

She turns down a hallway with Daniela held tightly in her arms, her hands clenched so tightly that her knuckles ache. She isn't sure where she's going, but she has to get away. Perhaps to her mother or her aunt?

It's when she sees Bela staggering down the far end of the hallway, a hand pressed against her head. She sees her younger sisters almost immediately, relaxing as she focuses on them, and Cassandra can feel herself break.

Her sister is alive. She's fine and she's here and they're not-

She has never considered herself a lovey person when it came to Bela. They'd always had that bit of sibling rivalry that she could never remember how it even started, and she pretended not to care that her sister was gone in the first place.

Seeing her here, after what she had done...

She's never embraced Bela before, she realizes. It must come as quite the shock to her when she erupts into a cloud of flies and slams into her older sister, her tears already leaking down her cheeks as she sobs into her shoulder.

She's held as tightly as possible, fingers digging into her back as a kiss is planted to the side of her head. She doesn't know what to do, she doesn't know what to do-

Daniela joins them, incoherently trying to explain what's happened, where their bird is, what they became-

Cassandra does not listen. She clings to her older sister as tightly as she can, and all she can see is them.

She failed them. If she had waited, if she had tried to help-

She does not go back to their body, even when her sisters do. She refuses to look at it, instead choosing to keep watch at the end of the corridor as her siblings have their own moment about it.

It's weeks later that Cassandra breaks down in front of her mother after she made a comment about their bird's untimely demise by her hands. She's held throughout the night, her sobs echoing throughout her mother's bedroom, ringing in her ears.

She could swear she sees them, sometimes, in the maids. She is losing her mind, she knows, but perhaps that is the price to pay for what she has done.

There comes a time, months later, that she finds herself struggling to picture what they looked like. Rough sketches with scribbled out faces line her sketchbook, and after a time, she does not remember them.

[endlesscacophony]

Let it be known - I intend to be more active, if possible life has been insane recently lol, but that I STILL LOVE DIMITRI FIRE EMBLEM.

[blaiddydbrokeit]

7, 16, 35 for the ask game!

7: What color dominates your closet?

My closet is a pretty even mix of blue, black and white. Blue for both pants and shirts, but black is mostly pants and white is mostly shirts. Blue also includes some iconic pieces like my waistcoat.

16: Describe your favorite hoodie. How long have you had it? What makes it unique?

Not a hoodie, but a cardigan, since I rarely wear hoodies these days. It's my War Phase Dimitri cardigan and I've had it for... hm... 8 months? It's special because it's my comfort cardigan that I sometimes put on when I need to let myself sulk in a dark corner staring at dust. But also because I wear it near daily and (lowers voice) didn't wash it for 6 months because I was angsting too hard to willingly separate from it. My Blue Lions sweater is a close second though.

35: Describe your favorite stuffed animal, either now or from when you were a kid.

I think we all know what my favorite one is.

This is Felinyan. It's Felix but as a pouty cat, and he's very smoochable. It's also very special to me because he was a gift from my beloved @officialfelixfraldarius (yes, dmlx real 2023) and is the perfect size for cuddling in bed with.

Bonus points for this photo with my boar pillow roll.

[ashenworth]

"he's not an official f/o" I say and then I write a small fic for him which I haven't done for most of my f/os

[muffinsin]

i just read this post

https://www.tumblr.com/muffinsin/739024633405308928/anon-here-my-fav-is-bela-though-i-totally-get

about gp! dimi sisters giving reader just the tip and i loved it!!! so if it’s okay and if not already done, could you do one for donna if you write gp for her?

i love all your stuff btw!

Absolutely, hon!🙇‍♀️ Some more Donna in our lives never hurts XP! Other parts here

Let’s get into it!🙌

Masterlists

With a flushed face and a racing heart you look up at her, finding her dark eye at last. She’s hovering just mere inches above you, her breasts pushing down against you, her eye set on you, her thighs brushing against you and her cock- no, only her tip- pushed into you.

You squirm, helpless to do anything else due to the ribbons tying your wrists together. Already, you regret your actions, wishing you had been good instead. Now, you pay the price, all your pleads and whimpers falling onto deaf ears. You want- no, need her. Need all of her.

Alas, your punishment for today is obvious, clear as day to you, and so bittersweet.

You whine, your eyes wide. “Please, my love”, you plead.

“Please, just a little more, my love! I’ll be good now! Just…just a little more, a little…a little more!”, you whine, squirming to try and get her deeper inside. Stopping this abruptly, you gasp when she grabs your hips, her grip strong, her strong, skilled fingers pressing into your flesh.

“Now, Tesoro, I thought you said you’d be good this morning already…”, she coos, her voice low and seductive, enough to make your head spin.

Using her free hand she reaches down, and you can only whine as she begins to jerk herself off, thrusting her hand and occasionally sliding her fingers across her balls. And still, it’s only her tip that she grants you.

Feeling utterly edged and sensitive, you cry and squirm, little pleas slipping from your lips like water from a waterfall.

“Please, my love!”

“I’m sorry, Fiore!”

“Please, just a little bit! Just halfway in, my love!”

“I’ve learned my lesson!”, you insist, flushing when she laughs lowly and merely jerks herself off a little faster.

“Oh…tesoro, mi fai divertire”

You begin to feel more and more flustered, your body held down and in place, your arms restrained, her tip just barely inside of you. Still, you feel precum drool from her, feel how warm and wet she is. You drool, thinking of how she could just push herself inside fully at any time.

Alas, she isn’t, she doesn’t, and she won’t. Not until she feels you have learned your lesson. And you know, Donna is unfortunately, at least in this instance, very, very patient.

You gasp when she leans down, her tongue trailing along your neck, her hair tickling your skin gently.

“I have told you what would happen when you don’t behave, Tesoro”, she whispers, scolding playfully. Yes, she has. Punishment- but she never clarified it would be this, this..this agony! You can only squirm and try to roll your hips to no avail. You’re sure, you could cum instantly if she just pushed herself inside already!

“This isn’t…fair!”, you whine, feeling so terribly needy. Before this, you thought edging was the worst thing she could do, or denying you an orgasm all together. This is worse: this way, you don’t even feel her inside properly, can barely feel her head push and pulse inside of you, drooling precum inside.

She chuckles, the sound low and breathless, a sign she’s getting closer to an orgasm, too.

“Would you like me to pull out entirely, love?”, she asks, then, her voice a little lighter. Oh, she’s teasing you, and you’re helpless in the face of her dominance. You quickly shake your head, begging her not to. You don’t know why, but you just can’t bear to lose the tip, too, you desperately need more of her.

“Please…my love…I need it…!”, you plead instead, trying a different approach.

You gasp when her hand trails up to your neck, then, whereas the other works faster between her own legs, pulling moans and grunts from her.

“Then tell me how bad you need it, my doll”, she coos, arousal pooling in her dark eye.

Oh, and you do.

You moan, you plead, you whine and whimper all about just how bad you want it, how bad you need it.

You squirm and cry out for her, spread your legs, so utterly eager to accept more of her inside. But Donna, teasing as she is, merely continues jerking herself off for a painful while longer.

A little more, a little more.

More moans and grunts come from her that have your body heat up and tingle in anticipation.

You want it.

You need it.

And then,

you get it.

When she pushes herself inside, only to cum, it’s almost beautifully overwhelming. You moan and shriek, crying out for her, rolling your hips, eager to receive all of her. She fills you perfectly, paints your insides white and slick.

And then, just before you get your pleasure, you feel her pull out to the tip again.

“Beg again, little one”

[romanceclub-confessionss]

Confession:

"Anon of the confession of ABH and HSR fans being twins here, I sent it before the new update and some things were reconsidered. Not about which story is better, but which author cares more about their readers. HSR really lost me a little because of the erasure of Anna and Greg's route (now much, much clearer. Blatant, in fact).

In ABH at least Felonia isn't ashamed of being with Audrey, she has some good scenes and Cassiel has a relatively good screentime and is one of the best routes (if not the best, but that's a matter of taste). So, in contradiction (a lil) to my other confession, ABH is prioritising its routes much more equally than HSR. Even more so HSR adding and prioritising a dead man and a revolutionary who appeared in the plot out of thin air (and who has more chemistry with Dimi than the MC, but that's a subject for another confession).

And HSR author, sweetie~ If you don't know how or don't want to write about it, ask an assistant. It's better than messing things up: the story may be good, but if the route with our LI is shit, the story becomes a disgrace to read (that aplies to CY2 author and Ellia-almost-non-existent-route too."

[urf4vsc0rpio]

HI SCORPIO IM BACK

i had a thought! imagine this! dimi sisters go thru a haunted house! spooks n scares! what would that be like for them ?!

(even as a scare actor could i win danis affection ?!)

-dani desperate

Dimitrescu Sisters Going Through A Haunted House

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Nothing tbh

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: -

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Might be ooc, I'm still sick so I'm sorry if it's like low effort, I just rlly wanted to write...

Bela Dimitrescu

- This woman...hell idek where to start

- She'd flinch, definitely

- LISTEN. I feel like she'd hiss when she genuinely got spooked, idek why

- "GOODNESS !" - Bela Dimitrescu 2025

- THIS GIRL IS ON GUARD 24/7 DURING THE WHOLE THING

- "I don't think Bela would be that scared" WRONG. THAT'S MY WIFE WE'RE TALKING ABT AND SHE'S DEF A SCREAMER SOMETIMES WHEN SHE GETS SPOOKED BAAADDD

- Silly thing I thought abt but sometimes she'd def let out a yelp before hiding behind one of her sisters

- Would accidentally hit you

Cassandra Dimitrescu

- Oh this is hard..but I'm harder...but it's still hard.

- Cassandra? Getting spooked? HAH. No.

- Unless you're just a rlly good scare actor

- "Hah! You call that spooking someone!? That's child's play!"

- Oh you're a great scare actor? Be prepared for your ears to bleed if she actually screams her lungs out before threatening you

- Would walk through that haunted house like she owns the place

- Catching her flinching is RAREEEE

- Yawns.

- Most high pitched "you scream like a girl!" Scream ever. Fight me on this.

- Would purposely hit you (in the face)

- TO ANSWER UR QUESTION. U CAN DEF STILL WIN HER AFFECTION

- The type to hide behind her sisters while whining (or even sobbing)

- "UGH WHY DID I SIGN UP FOR THIS!!!"

- The type to scream, run and use her sisters as a shield before whimpering with fear (This is rich coming from a blood thirsty killer)

- Maybe, just maybe. If u managed to catch her attention, she'd purposely walk around the haunted house without a care in the world in hopes for u to jump out and scare her <3

- Trust me on this, by the time they're all out? Just know that she'd be in TEARS.

- I feel like Dani is the easiest to spook so yea

- "Where's that scare actor?" - Daniela Dimitrescu 2025

- "THIS IS TOO SCARY" "How are you scared of a haunted house..."

- 100% a screamer and a crier

- Clings to one of her sisters and REFUSES to let go "Dani they're just scare actors!" "What if they kill me!?"

- Oh you caught her eye? She'd probably throw lil flirts here and there for funsies, just to throw u off guard

- "Oh no! Please don't cuff me up and torture me, dear hot scare actor!" "WHAT THE FUCK."

- Funny thing I just thought abt, would accidentally turn into a swarm of flies when she gets hella spooked (Gets embarrassed in the end)

[diaphin93]

I'd love to read you breaking down Dimi/Rhealeth :)

Oh thats interesting, I'd love to do that. I will predominantly use she/her pronouns for Byleth just for ease, though I acknowledge that Rhealeth is a bi-ship for both Byleths.

Starting with Dimileth, its plain and simple, as a feminist and lesbian I just dislike the overall ship-dynamic of it, but I get the broader appeal of it. I mean, its basically a sizable portion of the contemporary published het-romance genre in a nutshell, you have a dangerous and unstable psychologically haunted men who hides a sweeter core and pair him with a kind and loving women who through self-sacrifice, selfless nuturing and tenderness fixes him and cures him of his ills. Its a super basic het dynamic and I personally really dislike it because of the very heteronormative, gendered patriachal dynamics involved in it, especially since the ship ingame strongly contextualizes Byleth as tender and fragile, in opposition to her characterization as a famed mercenary and powerful warrior.

I would argue that the ship is probably more favorable with Byleth as the PoV and Self-Insert character than the other way around, where it kind of can have incel-esque vibes and plays into issues of male entitlement towards a nuturing woman who acts as both a caretaker and a lover to a man. From a queer feminist standpoint, I dislike it either way, but there are individual pieces of fanart I can enjoy more than others, when they lean more into a physically strong and trained Byleth who appears as more of Dimitris equal. I guess I personally also get more behind it with Dimitris Post-Timeskip design in mind, which is one of the few male designs I find genuinly appealing, than with Pre-Timeskip Dimitri who is super bland in terms of personality and design for the most part. When I want to mock it, I call it 50 Shades of Fire Emblem, but I think there is not much more that needs to be said about the ship and my feelings on it.

I'm actually more fond of it when it involves Male Byleth being paired with Dimitri. I'm usually really not invested into m/m ships, being a near exclusive w/w shipper myself, but I think its a good example of how even with genderblind writing, a narrative can't really escape strong contextual and subtextual differences due to changing gendered dynamics, explicitely in a game like 3 Houses, that has at least implicitely alot to say about gender. There is also the difference between vibes in F!Byleth and M!Byleth, M!Byleth coming off as much more serious and reserved in comparison. I think this really helps to recontextualize the scenes between M!Byleth and Dimitri and the potential ship dynamic, there being more of an element of tenderness and nuture that M!Byleth displays despite his more reserved vibes which I prefer, similar to me liking the dynamic between F!Byleth and Edelgard much more, because I think this social Awkwardness and kinda autistic vibes f!Byleth has match well with Edelgards openness and interest in her. For a while I was more in the camp of wishing Claude was also bisexual and viewing Dimitri from a more unfavorable cishet perspective, but I think nowadays, if I could only one of those two romancable by both Byleths, I would go for Dimitri, especially since I think that with the culture of Faerghus in mind, there are some interesting headcanons for queer Dimitri. I recently saw an interpretation of Dimitri as transmasc in the Edelgard server lol and that was one that really captivated me, so Transmasc Dimitri x M!Byleth would be a ship I really would find interesting and I kinda grew on the idea of both Byleths being present and f!Byleth going with Edelgard and m!Byleth going with Dimitri, lol.

When it comes to Rhealeth, I think I have less to say about those two. I really personally don't feel it and I think the ship is just too inheritly problematic for me to enjoy. It is another ship that is canonically Bi, but I personally really dislike both variants of it. I think with the entire context in mind, there is a very uncomfortable vibe between Byleth and Rhea in their supports and it reads strongly as grooming and lovebombing, especially since Rhea doesn't seem exactly interested in Byleth as a person, but more in them in relation to being the child of people she was close to and her being the vessel of Sothis. The former already makes she ship kinda yikes, because there is a clear incestious element in it all that goes far beyond even Fates Step-Sibling kink. For all intents and purposes, Rhea is Byleths grandmother. She created Sitri, raised her and openly expresses that she viewed her as a daughter, while also being close to Jeralt since he was a young man or outright boy. Her ending up marrying their child, who she helped to deliver, is really messed up on a level where its just plain problematic and I don'T see much room in looking past it or viewing this as something romantic.

Then there is the fact that Rheas behavior if you chose Crimson Flower puts into question how sincere she is during all of their supports. Edelgard and Byleth also can end up in opposing sides of the war and fight each other, thats sure, but Edelgard still never expresses outright hatred or malice towards Byleth, she always treats her with respect and adoration, them fighting because they chose different sides in a war. With Rhea its very different, its an immediate snap into outright malice and dehumanization in a way that is very ugly and uncomfortable. At best thats outright toxic and unstable BPD behavior, to immediately dehumanize and devalue every aspect of a person because you feel rejected. I saw people here actually encourage and support this kind of behavior, which is a massive red flag on those people for me. At worst, its basically just Rhea spending the first part of the game purely lovebombing her and when Byleth doesn't conform, she expresses immediate malice.

I think it can be interesting potentially, but not in this romanticized way people on this website would probably advocate for it. Rhea has strong groomer and cultleader vibes, her behavior towards Byleth is a good example of grooming and the same can be extented to everyone else she is in close contact with, who isn't an actual Nabathean. People get enarmored alot with her motherly, benevolent persona, but I always felt like it comes off as more uncomfortable, very superficial, very thin. And in the end, with her behavior in CF also taken into mind because as much as ArchFireemblem and his Tradcath gang want to deny it, its also part of Rheas canonical characterization, She comes off as an unstable womanchild who does play at the motherly figure, emulating t his flat and infantile idealized and flawed vision of Sothis she has constructed in her head, which just does not exist.

In this vein, I think Rhealeth can be interesting in the way Makima/Denji from Chainsaw Man is fascinating and one of the most captivating and gutwrenching toxic relationships in contemporary media, as an analysis of a toxic and abusive relationship in which a powerful and mentally juvenile older woman grooms and manipulaties a socially isolated and impressionable younger woman she has a high level of power over into fulfilling her needs and constructing them into an idealized vision of an entirely different person.

So yeah, thats it. I think ultimately I'm really much more favorable and positive about Dimileth, even Het!Dimileth, than I'm to either version of Rhealeth. With Dimileth, I get the appeal and I can see how it is just a very popular and common fantasy which I personally dislike. With Rhealeth on the other hand, I just really can't see it in any other way but a very abusive and toxic instance of grooming and so far I personally found the kinds of people to whom that ship would appeal so far to be more than uncomfortable, which isn't necessarily my experience with Dimileth.

And hey, on the offchance that somebody reads this and gets Trans!Dimitri as a headcanon out of it, no matter with what kind of ship, just hit me up, I'm happy to read it.

[dimiclaudeblaigan]

well I'll be. there is Obito trash talk happening on my FE dash. -holds hand over heart and makes the most disgusted, offended Lorenz sound, you probably know the sound-