#dimitri alexandre blaiddyd/mercedes von martritz

[rainily-03]

some things i've drawn since finishing AM

image IDs under the cut!

[image 1 ID: digital art of Edelgard (post-timeskip design) from Fire Emblem: Three Houses. She is facing forwards with an angry/determined expression, one fist clenched in front of her and the other arm outstretched as though giving orders. There is blood dripping from her fist and from her left eye. It is an uncolored sketch aside from the blood and the background being dark red. End ID]

[image 2 ID: Byleth and the Blue Lions (pre-timeskip designs incorporating some headcanons), standing in a lineup against a white background. Notes are written around the characters with arrows pointing to them. Byleth's read "shaggy hair (cuts it themself)", "always looks bored", and "gender = ???". Dimitri's read "very intense stare", "lanky", and "awkwardly big hands & feet". Dedue's read "earrings" and "always furrowed brow". Ingrid's read "fine, straight hair" and "long legs". Sylvain's read "messy hair on purpose" and "muscular". Felix's read "ears stick out" and "wiry (thin but strong)". Annette's reads "petite". Mercedes' read "downturned eyes" and "tall and curvy". Ashe's read "upturned nose" and "skinny". End ID]

[image 3 ID: three busts followed by four simple full-body drawings of the artist's personal female Byleth design. The first bust is labeled "Academy" and shows Byleth with blue hair and a neutral expression. The second is labeled "War" and shows Byleth in profile, green hair in a ponytail, with a determined expression and a scar on her cheek. The third is labeled "Post-canon (AM)" and shows Byleth with shorter, wavier hair, wearing the Enlightened One outfit and smiling. Three of the full-body sketches show layers of Byleth's outfit, altering it somewhat to make it more practical and less sexualized. The fourth is labeled "casual/work" and shows Byleth wearing a dark gray sweater over a pink collared shirt, black shorts over patterned tights, and short black boots. End ID]

[image 4 ID: a simple four-panel comic. In the first, Sylvain is clinging onto Felix, burying his head in his chest and crying while Felix looks bored and pats his back. Sylvain is saying, "UGH Felix why did I do that I'm such an idiot." Felix responds, "Well at least you're my idiot." In the next two panels, Sylvain looks momentarily startled before looking up at Felix with an adoring expression. In the last panel, a slightly disturbed Felix watches from afar as Sylvain walks by, surrounded by hearts and looking blissful, saying to himself, "I'm Felix's idiot..." Felix thinks, "He's so easy to cheer up but at what cost..." End ID]

[theeeveetamer]

Regarding that last post, it did get me thinking about how each of the Blue Lions would manage to wreck a date

Dimitri would probably accidentally break all the silverware and then start crying

Felix would spend half the date insulting you and the other half talking about his sword collection

Sylvain is. I mean. Just look at him.

Dedue absolutely no notes, as previously discussed, he’s perfect and can do no wrong

Annette sets something on fire

Ingrid tries to do that cutesy thing where she asks to try each others’ food and then she’d eat half your plate along with all of hers by accident

Mercedes is also above reproach

Ashe probably spends the entire night talking about his fanfiction (same buddy)

[lapinbunwrites]

Title: Proposal in the Snow

Ratings: Gen

Warnings: None

Fandom: Fire Emblem Three Houses

Relationships: Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd/Mercedes von Martritz

Characters: Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, Mercedes von Martritz

Additional Tags: Fluff, Slice of Life, Post-Azure Moon | Blue Lion's Route

Word Count: 1,359

Ao3 Link

From Mercedes remembers, the part of Adrestia she grew up in didn't get much snow. The snow they got didn't compare to the amount Faerghus got, especially not compared to Fhirdiad. She only lived in northern Faerghus for a short amount of time, but it still amazed her how much snow they get. On top of all of that, she felt warmth in her heart as she saw the children play in it. Throwing snowballs at each other, making snowmen, and creating random new games they could think of. All of it was so adorable and heartwarming.

"There you are Mercedes," Dimitri smiled, placing his hand on her shoulder. "Are you having fun watching the children?"

"Yes, they are quite adorable," she chirped, looking up to him. "It's nice to see them still filled with cheer after the war."

"That is true, it's always nice to see them with a smile," he said, kissing her temple.

Mercedes let out a little noise in agreement. She turned around to face him, placing her bear hands on his face to pull him down for a kiss.

"Why aren't your hands covered?" Dimitri said, kissing her back. "You'll get frostbite if you don't cover them."

Mercedes laughed a little as he pulled away from her. Her laugh became louder as he took her hands to cover them with gloves.

"There, now your hands won't freeze," he said, still holding onto her hands.

"Thank you, Dimitri," she said, giving him another kiss. "You always take such great care of me."

"You only do the same for me," he smiled, kissing her back.

"Anyway, what are you doing out her?" She asked, taking one of her hands out of his and placing her other hand on his triceps.

"Looking for you," he said, walking with her through the town. "I just wanted to spend time with you."

Mercedes felt her face heat up as she walked with him. "Oh Dimitri."

"What?" He asked, moving her hand into his.

"Nothing, I'm just happy," Mercedes laughed.

"That's always nice to hear," Dimitri smiled, trying to get her out of the town.

Before they could leave town, a little child had hit Dimitri with a snowball. For a split second he was scared since he accidentally hit the King of Faerghus but laughter shortly left his lips when Mercedes hit him in the face with a snowball fight. Everyone scattered everywhere, throwing snowballs all over the town. Before they knew it, both Mercedes and Dimitri found themselves outside of town.

"There you are, my sweet Mercie," Dimitri laughed, catching up to her.

"Dimitri, my king," Mercedes laughed, turning to face him. She walked up to him, placing her head and hands on her chest. She felt at ease hearing his calm heartbeat. "I was getting worried I wouldn't see you again after you let those little kids chase you into that corner."

"Sorry, they seemed very happy about their plan of attack," he said, wrapping his arms around her body.

"Well, I'm glad you came back to me safe and sound," she teased feeling his warmth encompassing her whole being. She let out a little whimper, holding onto his fur cape as she felt him unwrap his arms. "Dimi, please don't."

"I'm sorry, my angel," he said, moving his hand into hers. "There is one thing I wanted to do before we go home."

"What is that?" She asked, walking with him.

"You'll see," he smiled, leading her down the cobble path.

Mercedes nodded as she continued walking. She hadn't seen this part of Fhirdiad before, it was a bit run down but it was very lively. People were singing, dancing, and eating, it was so beautiful to watch. She was a little stunned that they weren't staying here, but going further out of the way. She let out a chirp when she saw the garden full of roses, she had almost forgotten this place. Dimitri had taken her here a couple of times before as a little date of his. Both times were picnics, but one was in the fall and the other was in the spring. Out of all the times she has been here, the winter was the most beautiful. Seeing the roses still blooming in this time of year and having frost on them, it truly was a sight to see.

She let go of his hand, walking up to a rose bush holding out her hand to the flowers. Their fragrant even smelled amazing, if she could keep these roses, she would. She turned back around, laughing when she saw her beloved boyfriend mess with his satchel. As cute as he was trying to get it open, she couldn't leave him there to struggle. Mercedes smiled, gently helping buckle the leather straps from their clasps. She walked around the garden, looking at every last rose before finding a bench to sit on.

"Mercedes!" Dimitri called out, walking around with a box in his hand. "Mercedes!"

"Over here!" Mercedes yelled out. "Just keep going straight."

"Straight?" He asked, walking around for a few minutes to find her. "Oh, there you are."

She gave him a gentle smile as he wobbled his way towards her. "Are you okay?"

"Ye-Yes, I'm fine," he reassured her, tripping over his feet, and dropping his box. "Oh, where did it go?"

"Where did what go?" She asked, looking at the ground around them.

"Nothing," he said, getting down on his knees.

Mercedes slowly moved her body down to the ground, feeling around to see if she could find his lost item.

"My angel, you don't have to help," he said, his lips beginning to pinch together.

"It's alright, my king," she said, placing her hands on his face. "This is important to you."

"Yes, it is," he said, trying to get her back on the bench. "I want to be the one to find this object."

"Dimitri, please let me help you," she pouted as she struggled out of his grasp.

"No, it's alright," he reassured her, letting her go. "I am more than capable of finding a box."

"A box?" She asked, getting back on her knees. "Why do you have a box?"

"It's uh, nothing," he said, stumbling over his words.

Mercedes let out a gasp, finding the box under the chair. She let out a groan when she felt Dimitri pull her into his embrace. "Ouch."

"I'm sorry Mercedes," his breath becoming faster. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine," she reassured him, pressing her back against his chest. "I'm more concerned with you."

"I'm fine, but do you mind handing me that box?" He asked, moving his hands into hers.

She stretched out her hands, feeling his hands on her forearms.

"Mercedes," he pleaded, not trying to get the box back from her.

"Dimitri, this is!" She gasped as she opened the box. She turned her body to face him, giving him a big kiss. "Dimitri, I love you!"

"I know," he smiled, kissing her forehead.

"No wonder you were acting weird!" Mercedes smiled, pressing her back against his chest again. She took one good look at the ring, seeing that the gem was in the shape of a sun. "This is such a beautiful ring!"

"Yes, it was my birth mothers wedding ring," Dimitri agreed, placing the band on her ring finger.

"Are you sure I can have this?" She asked, entwining her hand with his.

"Of course. My father said my mother wanted me to give it to the person I wanted to marry," he smiled, holding her hand tightly. "Mercedes, will you marry me and become my queen?"

"Yes, of course I will!" She chirped, turning her body around to give him a kiss. "I love you so much!"

"I love you too," he said, kissing her back as he fell onto his back, crunching some of the snow.

Mercedes got up from the ground with help from Dimitri, dancing before they went home.

Their wedding was held in the spring in the same garden that Dimitri proposed in. They were surrounded by their friends, families, and the roses that Mercedes loved.

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I almost missed @ferarepairweek lmao. I was not about to miss that, I want to try to push the DimiMercie agenda show my love for them. They always warm my heart. So I combined two prompts together because I missed the first four days and right now I have days one and two together, snow and proposals. A while ago I wrote a piece about Mercedes reminiscing about her proposal when she was pregnant and I wanted to showcase that or at least some of it. I'm so happy that I was able to in this fic.

I am also hoping to do a couple of more before this event ends. I have a few more ships that I want to do, I have like five more that I want to. I don't know if I will be able to get to them all, but I hope I can. I have so many I want to show ;;;;

[rorah]

When Chris Hackney dropped this gem, I knew I had to. On my honor as a shit poster knight And also I woke up too early today and decide it was good to spend that time doing this, now I am too sleepy.

[wild-moss-art]

this is how I feel when I play azure moon

[battry-acid]

BEHOLD! my fire emblem three bitches

[azurindavo]

Happy 5th anniversary to my beloved Fire Emblem: Three Houses!

[calamari-inari]

Some FE3H pairing requests from Twitter!

Happy kiss day! Or rather, hugs I guess lol

Edit: These are available in my shop as stickers 🥰

[cherrypikkins]

the great garreg mach overseas class trip

or rather, how they behave at the airport

[pekoe-ji]

Snow fight

Also characters cutout just because

[alexiadraws]

I got really into fire emblem three houses while I was gone

[lsain]

I love how FE3Hopes features a group of jocks who probably butchered each others' hair during the timeskip, and a group of theatre kids who likely help each other get ready in the morning.

For anyone who still goes here, these are finally available as prints on my store!

[taxkha]

Long time no Fe3h

[lapinbunwrites]

Title: A Normal Day At A Festival

Ratings: Gen

Warnings: None

Fandom: Fire Emblem Warriors 3 Hopes

Relationships: Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd/Mercedes von Martritz

Characters: Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, Mercedes von Martritz, Sylvain Jose Gautier

Additional Tags: Fluff

Word Count, 2,100

Ao3 Link

Dimitri let out a long sigh as he looked at his desk. It was going to take him forever to get this paperwork done. He was hoping to get it done by now so he could spend some time with his dear Mercedes. Even though they were in the middle of a war, there was still the Day of Devotion Festival still taking place. He might not like to relax, but whenever there was a festival, he would take the time to spend it with her. But his stacks of paperwork were trying him.

He shook his head as he looked at the stack of papers after he finished the missive he was going to send to Margrave Gautier. He rubbed his temples before grabbing the next set of papers. While he worked, he heard the stomping of armored boots coming his way, breaking the silence he had.

“You’re Majesty,” a faint voice said as he knocked on the door.

“Yes, Sylvain,” Dimitri sighed.

“May I come in,” Sylvain asked, messing with the doorknob.

“Yes,” Dimitri said, not looking up from his desk as he entered the room.

Sylvain sighed as he walked into Dimitri’s office. “I hate when Mercedes is right?”

“Why is that,” Dimitri asked, signing off on the paperwork.

“Because it means you aren’t relaxing and stressing yourself out with your duties,” Sylvain explained, closing the door behind him.

“If I don’t get this done, I will be set back for many moons,” Dimitri said, letting out another long sigh.

“You are really going for the absentee husband and father aren’t you,” Sylvain glared.

Dimitri put down the paper and quill to pinch the bridge of his nose. “That’s not my intention.”

“How can it be when you and Mercedes aren’t married yet and have no children together,” Sylvain teased.

Dimitri glared at Sylvain.

“Ahahaha, just a little joke,” he reassured him, walking over to him. “In all seriousness, today is Day of Devotion. You should celebrate it with the people you care about. Your family, your friends, your lover!~”

Dimitri closed his eyes and unintentionally broke his quill.

“Ahahaha,” Sylvain nervously laughed. “All jokes aside this time, you really should go.”

“I wish I could, but I have too much work to do,” Dimitri reminded him, grabbing a new quill.

“As your friend, I say no,” Sylvain protested, placing his hands on Dimitri’s and dragging him out the door. “I will look at these myself and finish it for you. Today is a special day and you should be spending it with the woman you care about.”

“Thank you, but no thank you,” Dimitri said, placing his hands on the door panel.

“This didn’t work when we were children, it’s not going to work now,” Sylvain said, forcefully shoving him out the door. “Now go have fun.”

“What about you?” Dimitri asked, turning to face Sylvain.

“I will be fine,” Sylvain reassured him with a smile. “Consider this my present to you for today.”

Dimitri turned back around and started to walk away.

“Heh, what’s one year by myself on the Day of Devotion? All the fun playing games, being with family,” Sylvain joked.

Dimitri looked back and scowled at him.

“I’m joking, I’m joking,” Sylvain said, shooing him away.

Dimitri rolled his eyes and walked away before he changed his mind. He walked around the camp, looking around for Mercedes. When he couldn’t find her, he rode his way to Fraldarius Castle. As he tried to walk through the sea of people looking for her, he got jostled around. He continuously suppressed groans as he got strewn about.

“Dimitri,” a woman softly said, placing her hand on his arm and tugging him aside.

“Mercedes,” Dimitri softly said, shocked.

“So you came,” she chuckled. “How wonderful! Now we can celebrate together!”

“Yes,” he smiled as the two began to walk . “What shall we do first?”

“Hm, there are a couple of things I want to do,” Mercedes said, placing her finger on her chin. “There is a couples baking contest going to happen in a little bit. Oh! There is also a floral arrangement!”

Dimitri chuckled as she endlessly talked about what she wanted to do. It became louder as she took him to the stage.

“I should not be surprised that you want to enter the baking contest,” Dimitri said, giving her a peck on her cheek.

“Hehe,” she laughed and smiled.

“Well, let’s try to win then,” Dimitri smirked.

As they got to the stage, Dimitri made it a point to listen to everything that Mercedes said. As she instructed, he grabbed the bag of flour. He struggled to open it, and when he did, it went everywhere. He faintly smiled as he heard Mercedes laugh and instructed him to use what they have. Once all the dry ingredients were together, he watched her carefully add in the wet ingredients. He grabbed the spoon from her and gently started to stir the batter.

His smile grew bigger when she placed her head on his shoulder and watched him stir. He felt her gently place her hand on his arm so he wouldn’t over mix the batter. Afterwards, they started to make the dough into round balls and placed them on the baking sheet.

While Dimitri stood stiffly in front of the oven, patiently waiting, Mercedes began to hum. He watched her and was shocked as she held out her hand to him. He took it, twirling her into his arms. In the middle of their dance, the two fell down. Dimitri chuckled softly as he saw her beet red face through the flour. He helped her up and cleaned the ingredient off.

In the end, they lost the competition for forgetting that the cookies were in the oven. They ended up being burned and very bitter. He held out his arm for her to hold onto as they left the area. He led her to another room with not very many people around.

“Why don’t you sit here,” he said, helping her sit down.

“Mhm,” she agreed, looking up to him.

“I will be right back,” he added, turning around.

“Where are you going?” She asked, grasping his hand.

“I’m not going back to work. It’s a good surprise,” he reassured her.

He felt her let go as he began to walk again. Walking around, he made his way to a room full of flower vendors. He looked around, finding a vendor selling only one type of flower. One that he needed.

“Why hello there, Your Majesty,” the vendor said, cheerfully. “It’s surprising to see you at one of these festivals.”

“I suppose that’s true,” Dimitri responded, taking a bouquet of lavender.

“Word has it you were dancing on stage with a certain beauty, hohoh,” they laughed, taking the flowers from him.

“How do you know that?” He gasped as he watched them wrap the gift.

“Word travels fast in a festival,” they replied, handing him the gift. “Everyone was surprised to see their esteemed, stiff, and rigid king dance. But everyone seemed to enjoy it. It’s like their spirits have been lifted.”

“If it helps, I guess I’m happy,” Dimitri said, smelling the flowers. “Thank you.”

“Hehe, you’re welcome,” they said as Dimitri paid and left.

He grabbed a couple of more things before heading back to Mercedes. When he got back, he was in awe of her. He watched as she hummed and danced around the area. He placed his gifts on the table and took her hand to dance with her again.

“Welcome back,” she greeted with a smile.

Dimitri nodded as they danced. When they were done, he led her back to the table and handed her the gifts.

“Oh my!” She gasped, taking them from him. “I love these!”

“I thought you would,” he said, watching her smell the flowers herself. “I thought, maybe I could braid your hair.”

“Hehe, why dear?” She asked, looking up at him.

“You…You always wanted to have someone do it for you,” he stuttered as his face became blush. “And I thought I could attempt to do it for you.”

“I would love that,” she said, kissing his cheek.

The two sat down and Dimitri took out the brush he bought. He slowly, and carefully, brushed her hair. As he took three sections of her hair, he became lost in thoughts. Even though it was long gone, he did miss her long hair. It was perfect for braiding. Nonetheless, he was surprised at how soft her hair was. How could he be when she took great care of herself?

After tying her braids with ribbon, he grabbed the lavender that Mercedes cut. Along with delicately placing the flowers into her hair, he also placed a few gems next to the flowers. When he was done, he handed her a hand mirror.

“Oh, hmmm,” she said.

“Is everything alright?” He asked, putting everything away.

“Hehe, no it’s nothing, your braiding is surprisingly good,” she reassured him.

“Heh,” he chuckled. “The biggest reason why I know how to braid hair is Sylvain made me learn it with him in his skirt-chasing days. He said something about impressing women by helping braid their hair.”

“Hehe, that definitely sounds like him,” she laughed.

“Sylvain pestered Ingrid and Felix to practice on and I just had to help out,” he added, pulling something out.

“Hehe, I bet they were annoyed to get pestered about it,” she teased.

“Surprisingly no,” he replied.

“That is a surprise,” she laughed some more.

“I suppose,” he lulled out as he looked at the box in his hand. “Mercedes.”

“Hmm?” She asked as she turned to face him.

“I want you to have this,” he said, handing her the intricate box.

“May I open it?” She asked, taking it from him.

He nodded.

“Oh my!” She gasped. “This is a knife!”

“Mercedes, is everything alright?” He asked, taking a hold of her shoulders. “You look like you just saw a ghost.”

“Ah! I’m sorry, I should know better to think Faerghus and knives doesn't mean the same thing as the Empire and knives,” she apologized.

“What?” He asked, loosening his grip.

“Oh, I guess I never told you,” she recollected herself. “In Adrestia, knives are seen as a death threat.”

Dimitri scrunched his eyebrows and looked around the room. “Huh? Well, that might explain something.”

“Hm?” Mercedes asked, tilting her head.

“It’s nothing,” he reassured her.

“Do you mind telling me why you gifted me a knife?” She asked, placing the box on her lap.

“In Faerghus, gifting someone a knife can mean two things,” he started to explain. “Both meanings are adoration but in two different ways. One is love together until death and the other one is separation and new beginnings without the person you are gifting the knife to.”

“The second one is a bit tragic don’t you think?” She said, tracing her finger over the knife. “How do you know the difference?”

“If you gift someone with a knife with gems, like this one, you know that someone loves and wants to be with you until death,” he explained, placing his hand on hers. “A knife without gems means separation. It tells the person, ‘I care about you, but we must go our separate ways and live our lives without each other.’”

“It’s kind of tragic with the second one,” she mused, lacing her hands with his. “I love you, but I have to let you go since how we are is hurting the both of us. Or it could mean people need to leave because there are other more important things to do, even if it's without each other.”

“Yes,” he agreed.

“This has azure gems in it, so I guess,” she said, stopping her train of thought.

Dimitri leaned in and gave her a kiss. “Please accept this.”

“I gladly will,” she smiled, returning the kiss. “Where did you even get this?”

“It was my birth mothers,” he answered. “My father had it specially made for her.”

“Oh, how sweet of him,” she chuckled.

Dimitri nodded.

“Well, the night is still young, we probably should go do a few more activities before we call it a night,” she suggested, closing the box.

“Like what?” He asked, standing up and helping her up.

“Maybe some shopping. I do want to get more sewing supplies and ingredients,” she added, holding his arm.

“Very well,” he agreed.

The two walked around, grabbing a few supplies before heading back to camp. Unlike most nights, they stayed together in one tent.

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Hewwos! Here is my gift for FenrirMonstrum on Ao3 since I participated in @fefanevents Secret Santa! One of the ships they listed is DimiMercie and boy howdy you guys probably know this ship owns my heart lmaooo.

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[oreonyu]

blue lions was so good u guys i think abt it even now ,,, dumping the rest of my art that i drew after i finished it <3

[priintaniere]

three musketeers inspired AU for Guiding Stars: a Blue Lions zine

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