#dimi write

[holy-megs]

CAMPUS LIFE WITH BSD GUYS + NSFW TROPES

content + warnings: fem!reader, characters are all aged up [18+]

notes: just some hcs to make up for the lack of content <3

characters included: nakajima atsushi, ryuunosuke akutagawa, dazai osamu, chuuya nakahara

✰ 𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈 is the sweet and friendly guy around campus who helps anyone with anything they need him with. He is supposed to be your guy best friend, but things eventually start to get heated one evening when you two study at his place. You’ve been quite wary of the way his pretty eyes were staring at you so hungrily yet so innocently. You made the decision to initiate contact by settling into his lap and starting to make out with him passionately. At first he was shocked, but then he gave in to his desires as you both ended up lovingly fucking in his mattress.

✰ 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀 is the intimidating and mean guy who you actually can’t stand. Although you hate him terribly, you can’t avoid being in his presence because you are his sister’s best friend. You both always argue for the stupidest reasons, and one day he just randomly grabs the back of your neck while kissing you roughly on the lips. You catch yourself being pushed into a wall when he starts thrusting his hips into your wet hole. You two try to be quiet just so Gin won’t hear you, and he also hushes your moans down by placing his hand over your mouth. Hate sex with him is always amazing, and from now on, you two fuck on a daily basis.

✰ 𝐃𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐈 𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔 is the guy who does every kind of random and dumb thing around there and is definitely the one you shouldn’t be lusting for. You two sleep together and literally never talk—just tease each other or pretend like nothing happens between you two. His commitment issues are so bad that you may accidentally get your heart broken by him the day after the mind-blowing sex you two had last night, as you caught him flirting with and kissing another bimbo. This is a never-ending cycle that one just needs to get used to, to be honest.

✰ 𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 is the cocky frat boy who fucks around too much for his own good, but that changes when he lands his eyes on you. He ends up fucking you rough at a frat party while you give him the best sloppy blowjob his dick has ever gotten, and from then on you two became fuck buddies who eventually caught feelings for each other but you two didn’t say anything—afraid of ruining the contrast. He is the jealous one—always putting way too much effort into your arrangement as you try not to fall for him even harder than you should.

© 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.

[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.

[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]

can you please write HCs of the girls when their lover hides behind them? not like, fully? but like.

eg. its still fairly early in the relationship, s/o and dimi gf just made themselves exclusive- they’re in a scenario where fem s/o is on edge, so they step closer/behind their dimi gf, or hold on to their bicep because s/o trusts her with their safety. how would the girls react to this big show of trust?

This is such an adorable prompt! I’m glad I’m finally getting to it :)

Masterlists

Bela

Your life at the castle is good, for the most part, certainly

Being this close to your girlfriend is beautiful, something you wouldn’t trade for the world

You love Bela above all else

Even your work can be quite enjoyable

Freed from the worry that comes with the constant threat of being sent to the infamous Dimitrescu cellar at any small mistake, you find your work relaxing, even

Early on, Bela pulled strings to have you assigned as hers. Her personal maid, so to speak, in charge of all tasks for and from her

She allows you much freedom, only ever tasks you with bringing her food and preparing her baths. At times, you are to dress her, too

All of this is not work, but pampering to you

And you do so love to pamper her

Your work and Bela’s independence leaves you with a lot of spare time, by far more so than one that any other maid gets

This, of course, is not happily seen, and while most maidens know to stay away from you, others are outright cruel

Despite your lovely work and the beautiful home you share with your girlfriend and her family, you feel almost lonely, with rarely a maid to talk to

And then, there is another group of maidens

They’re bolder, meaner

Know you likely won’t go to Bela with your problems, too embarrassed to be an outsider among the staff

You’ve come to fear them, almost, and their harsh words and mean pushes that nearly have you lose your balance

You try to avoid them, always

One day, you can’t

Again, their words sting. Their accusations, their jealousy

They insist, you slept your way to your job

They insist, Bela doesn’t even love you

You want nothing more than the blonde now, to hide behind her and hide from the situation entirely

You aren’t sure whether it’s because of your quickened heartbeat, but you quickly hear the sound of buzzing becoming louder and louder

Something they don’t seem entirely aware of, their laughter too loud

And still, Bela is with you in an instant, materialising in front of you

Instinctively, you move closer to her, tucked behind her with only your side poking out and your eyes finding the wide ones of the now quiet maidens in front of you

Bela shivers as she feels you move behind her, your heartbeat fast, slowly calming

Her eyes, usually quite bored and uninterested, now hold a glare and anger to them as she scans the women in front of her

Never has she felt this possessiveness

The women try to avoid her eyes, looking as suspicious and worried as her younger sisters after Bela’s caught them misbehaving

You look down as you feel something, then find her hand as she reaches down to her sickle

Pleadingly, almost, your hand shoots out to cover hers

You don’t want her to kill them all, only want them to stop

And Bela? She seems to understand

She doesn’t move from the spot as she demands to know what happened, her eyes piercing them

Her body is perfectly shielding you, her hand unmoving from yours

Despite her only mildly raised voice and her still position, Bela is incredibly intimidating to the women, you realise

They tremble and shake, trying to please her and explain, while also weaselling their way out of the situation

Eventually, they begin to turn on one another

Bela clicks her tongue, demanding their attention again

No blood is spilled that day per your request and you’re brought back to her room

She kisses you gently, her eyes so impossibly soft as they’re set on you

You almost can’t imagine how they held hatred just minutes ago, aimed at those who dared make you uncomfortable

As she holds you, you know you are safe, and loved

You know she will always keep you safe, and will always shield you

She stays with you the remaining day, watches you work and has you rest in her office as she works

It’s almost like she doesn’t want others near you now, even going so far as to dismiss her sisters when they try to get her attention. You know, she will make it up to them and join them on their hunts soon enough

Today, is only for the two of you

The next day, you hear the four women have been transferred to other parts of the castle, far away from the ones you usually find yourself working in

The leader, the fourth women they all had turned on, was brought down to the basements

A present for Cassandra Dimitrescu

5

Cassandra

While not dating for very long yet, Cassandra has grown incredibly fond of you in only a short amount of time

And you?

You’re feeling the exact same way

While she easily inflicts fear and pain upon people, usually even so with a happy, wide smile on her face, you can’t bring yourself to fear her

While you haven’t dared say or display it yet, Cassandra has become your safe place

Her strong arms and frame are quickly the foundation of the home you have found in her heart

You feel calmer with her around you, feel happier when you hear her voice and low chuckles

Even when she feeds from you whenever you allow it, your skin feels on fire and while pain shoots through you, a large smile is set on your face

At times, it feels surreal that she’s yours, and that you are hers

You quickly become one of the most important people in her life

She feels immense happiness and comfort when in your presence, and with this though, comes possessiveness

Possessiveness, which she still tries to contain and hide away as much as she can

She just, doesn’t want to scare you away

This changes one day, though, when she fails to hold back entirely

The day is marked as “hunting day”, and, as everyone knows, Cassandra’s favorite day in the year

Making it somewhat a winter present for all three daughters, Alcina Dimitrescu hosts this event once every winter

A day in which up to fifty maidens and prisoners are released within the castle, their purpose only being prey to be hunted

Like every year, Cassandra is beyond excited

You’re helping her prepare in her room, tightly fastening her belt and the straps along her body, holding multiple knives and such in place for her hunt

She’s crackling in delight already, flexing her muscles for you

A scream and cries are heard in the castle. Some prey is already out, it seems

Suddenly, you feel yourself tense up

You can’t help but think…you don’t want her to go

You don’t want her to leave you here

What if one somehow finds you?

What if she is hurt?

What if something happens?

What if one finds a way to open the door to her room?

You know the plan, technically. To stay in her room, locked in until it’s safe…still, you can’t help the uneasy feeling

Cassandra’s about to head out when your hand suddenly shoots out

You’re squeezing her bicep before you know it, a quiet whimper passing her lips that she unfortunately hears

You see the worry in her eyes, as she sees the one in yours

“Don’t go”, you whisper

You can’t help but think how selfish you’re being. How tormented she feels locked inside all winter, how very excited she was

You feel her arms around you and suddenly notice the tears running down your cheeks

You can’t help it. You’re so scared, you don’t want to be locked away alone while so many potentially dangerous prisoners and such are out

You voice your worries as the silence stretches on, and again you find yourself squeezing her bicep and pushing yourself closer to her

Suddenly, her arms tighten around you more

You only feel and smell her, nothing else, it’s like not even your fear can reach you now

“I’ll never let anything hurt you”, she promises, her voice so low you could almost mistake it for a growl

You feel her possessiveness this time, for the first time, like a thick blanket keeping you safe

You try to protest when she moves you to the bed, content on staying with you, it seems

“What about the hunt?”, you whimper as you melt against her

She’s so..safe. You secretly don’t want her to go, and she seems to have no intention to do so

“I will have my share”, she simply promises

And she does

As she spends the night with you, content with keeping you safe and tucked to her, her hunt starts the following day

Protected by Daniela and Bela, you hear Cassandra’s laughter as she chases the many leftover prisoners

You smile a little. She’s all yours. And you’re all hers

Daniela

Within the castle, it’s not uncommon for Daniela to find herself someone she “loves”

Someone she will spend her time with, someone she will expect to shower her with love

Often, this is fake love, maidens hoping to stay alive, or worse yet; hoping to use her naivety against her to flee the castle or hurt the inhabitants

You’re different

Despite the little time you’ve really known her, you’re already very attached

Daniela makes you so happy, and you want nothing more than to make her happy in return

At last, you’re announcing it

You’re official, and while you’re over the moon, there is a factor that has you a little worried

Meeting her family, properly, as her girlfriend rather than a staff member

What will they think?

You trust they won’t hurt you

You’re Daniela’s, after all

And yet, as the day approaches, you feel more and more nervous

You stick up her side as you follow her, your hand clasped in her gloved one

A simple dinner, that’s all it should be, really

And Daniela assured you Alcina will like you, mildly surprised that someone stuck around this long and truly cares for her youngest daughter

You’re hoping her approval will make this easier, but the anxious feeling in your stomach doesn’t seem to agree

At dinner, you feel nearly all eyes on you

And still, as nerve wrecking as it is, no one is hostile towards you

Alcina seems intrigued, if a little suspicious

They all seem suspicious, as though they’re making sure no one hurts the precious youngest

You gulp whenever they squint lightly, as if analysing something

Bela, much like her mother, is quiet and kind, though her eyes hide the suspicion and protectiveness in them

Cassandra is less subtle

She’s asking questions here and there, making threats that she will personally drag skin from bone from you should you hurt her little sister

You can only nod shakily, thankful when Daniela steps in and has her back off

“Stop scaring her away!”

When Cassandra returns to her seat and turns to her food, you think that’s it

And in a way, it is

Until Cassandra steals from Bela, playful laughter all that comes from her when her sister demands she return her food

You don’t yet know the hierarchy between them, but sense whatever piece the brunette took must have been Bela’s favorite, or Bela’s by right

You watch Cassandra as she eats it slowly, as if tormenting and teasing her sister

You hear Alcina sigh, as if anticipating what happens next. Only you can’t prepare for it

Bela lunges, taking Cassandra with her to the ground

You gasp and flinch back, the pair entirely too close for comfort

Yells and laughter comes from the pile of black clothing, flies, and blonde and brunette hair

Their sickles swing wildly, almost catching you even as you stand

You whimper, shooting a look towards Daniela

She stands, her back turned to her sisters as though this was perfectly normal

Perhaps she’d even join in, if it wasn’t for you

Either way, another fling of the sickle that is entirely too close and smashes the vase next to you has you jump and move behind your girlfriend

Daniela feels your hand around her waist, your body held close behind her, shielding yourself

Asking for protection

Protection, which she easily provides

She feels stronger, possessive, protective

She doesn’t feel the urge to join her sisters as they fight, instead, when the sickle is raised again, she promptly stretches out her hand and grips it tightly

Cassandra shrieks when her sister pulls, effectively pulling her with the weapon away from her sister

She snarls as she’s yanked against the table

You notice, Daniela makes sure neither sister is close to you

“Stop acting like this!”, she demands

You can only view Bela and Cassandra’s expression as “that’s rich, coming from you”

Eventually though, Alcina does seem to get tired of the antics, having finished her glass just as she beckons the two sisters back to the table, now on either side of her

You smile a little at that, seeing how they nuzzle her side and both calm when a hand is set on their heads

Despite their fight, they don’t seem hostile anymore, as if it was perfectly normal for them and it was nothing more than playing

Still, you can’t unhook your arms from Daniela. You don’t want to let go of her just yet

And she doesn’t make you

To your surprise, no one bats you an eye when Daniela pulls you to the table and on top of her lap, her arm wrapped around you protectively

[finn-writes-stuff]

Could you write some headcannons about the dimi gremlins and how they would act if their s/o was being really sweet to them and spoiling them?

Spoiled Rotten

That's the dream, isn't it? Spoiling them completely with love and affection.

Dimitrescu Sisters x Reader

Fandom: Resident Evil 8

Format:  Headcanons

Gender-neutral Reader

Fandom Masterlist Kofi Link

Bela

Bela isn't used to being properly spoiled. Yes, their mother has always made a point of letting them want for nothing, but she has always been fighting to keep her mother's attention.

So spoiling her is easy. All she needs is your attention. Remembering small details about her, or leaving notes for her even when you can't see her that day are great ways to make her heart melt.

The idea that she is an important part of your life really gets to her. In a lovely, simple way.

Other tactics for spoiling her are actually pretty difficult. She doesn't need much for material gifts, and as much as she appreciates when you offer to take some responsibilities off her plate, she's too used to micromanaging.

So, at the end of the day, when she falls into your arms, all she needs is your love and attention.

Cassandra

Cassandra doesn’t really know how to deal with how sweet you are.

She’s used to playing rough and wild, and getting that treatment in return. So your gentle touch and affection catches her off guard.

She’ll just melt into you when you hold her, like all the stress is draining out of her.

She will try and spoil you in return, but it will be with adventures and fun.

Cassandra will get ridiculously pissy if someone tries to pull your attention away when you’re spoiling her.

Daniela

The baby of the family, she knows what it is to be spoiled, but not the way you do it. All sugar sweet and warm.

Rather than simply getting her way, you actually take care of her. Giving her what she needs, not just what she wants.

She’ll double the affection and throw it right back at you. She’s very fond of covering every inch of your face in kisses when she’s happy.

She can get a little demanding for your attention when you aren’t spoiling her though.

[dimiclaudeblaigan]

that post got so long my computer was starting to lag

[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.