#i. dmitry sudayev

[sachingja]

take off my clothes for you, like a ballet girl? is that all you want of me? (kath for dima!)

the night has fallen quiet around them, drenching the world outside the mansion's window in shades of midnight blue and mist, and the inside of this room in a hazy glow, all amber and yellow-gold. for someone who has only ever lied his way into these places, deception wrapped around his fingers like rings and threads of yarn, a spider in the center of his nest — this feels remarkably different. for starters, dmitry had to barely play any pretend to make his way here; katherine invited him, a clever girl with a knife-like heart and an affection for risks. like a vampire, he has been beckoned over the doorstep and has made his way through wide hallways into grand rooms, one bigger than the next, with more wealth displayed than dmitry has ever seen outside of the historical palaces of his hometown, or that of paris.

now, he is leaning against the thick, rich tapestry of the wall of this drawing room, his dark eyes on her ever-moving form. never looking away, as if he might miss any second of her if he'd do as much as blink. it is sickening, to desire someone so much that they might shift and shake the foundation of your being. doesn't he know all about that?

he takes a sip of his — whatever is in his glass, something warm and spicy, alcohol, though he does not need any more heat poured into his chest. she's enough to get him more than halfway towards intoxication. " not all, no, i wouldn't say that, " he muses and allows the lazy decadence of want curl his lips upwards. katherine is as beautiful as ever but the air of something forbidden surrounding her has dmitry on the edge. oh, if her father would know all about the delinquent young man she has brought into his house. " i certainly want more than just that, but it wouldn't be such a terrible start. don't you think, miss pulitzer? "

with the soft, slow steps of a lover, he moves towards her — his fingertips reach her waist before he can feel the heat of her body, a gentle touch, that of a gentleman. he wants, but he never wants to displease or anger her. they are far too alike for that.

her skin is soft where his cheek touches her neck & the brush of his lips follow in the whisper of a kiss. " allow me the honor? "

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[winterstarfall]

do you ever read the anastasia broadway script and just want to die

[wylansvanhendriks]

musical!dmitry isn’t as good as his movie counterpart to YOU. i get him though.

[izloveshorses]

i made one for anya, and now...

[midnight-drip]

Paris holds the key!! (to their hearts)

[vampyrekatwrites]

From the time Anya blamed herself for Dmitry’s lies to the time she knew better.

[fireworkss-exe]

musical characters that should be played by women at some point

ponyboy curtis

christian (moulin rouge)

crutchie (yes I know crutchies been played by women in local and school shows but I want an official production with her)

orpheus

davey jacobs

jay gatsby

hades

clyde barrow

jason dean

pierre bezukhov

billy flynn

emmett forrest

seymour krelborn

jean valjean

marius pontmercy

inspector javert

the emcee

tony (west side story)

dmitry sudayev

gleb vaganov

che (evita)

erik (phantom of the opera)

raoul (phantom of the opera)

[ao3feed-anastasia]

Dans Sa Love Story

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/4jhuCgP by Forever_eternally_j4ne_d0e ❝ ℬ𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓀𝓃ℯ𝓌 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒸𝓇ℴ𝓌𝒹 ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓊𝓈𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓈, 𝐼'𝒹 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃. ❞ what happens when unlikely star-crossed lovers reunite? Words: 584, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Anastasia (1997) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, Gen, Other Characters: Dimitri | Dmitry (Anastasia 1997 & Broadway), Anya | Anastasia Romanov (Anastasia 1997 & Broadway), Vlad Popov, Lily Malevsky-Malevitch, Dowager Empress (Anastasia 1997 & Broadway), Gleb Vaganov, Gorlinsky (Anastasia Broadway) Relationships: Anya | Anastasia Romanov/Gleb Vaganov, Dimitri | Dmitry/Anya | Anastasia Romanov (Anastasia 1997 & Broadway), Dimitri | Dmitry & Anya | Anastasia Romanov (Anastasia 1997 & Broadway), Dimitri | Dmitry & Vlad Popov, Vlad Popov & Anya | Anastasia Romanov Additional Tags: Dmitry Sudayev-centric, with the occasional other perspective, third person because first person writing is difficult, Love at First Sight, Cliche, Anastasia (2016), song - In a Crowd of Thousands, Memory Loss, Unconditional Love, Fated Lovers, Nightmares, Flashbacks, Large Time Jumps, Childhood Lovers, childhood crush, royal/peasant, True Love, Fluff, maybe hurt/comfort, Maybe angst, Amnesia, Headaches, breakdowns, death of a family member, Orphans lmao, Grief, reunited, 1920's russia, 1920's, early 1900s, time-period typical classism, pukka (anastasia (1997)), anastasia | anya has a dog, gleb and dmitry beef, Love Triangle, unrequited glebnya | glebya, dmitrya, anya | anastasia has always had a fear of the bolsheviks, one sided Gleb Vaganov/Anya | Anastasia Romanov, together in paris necklace, i will throw in lyrics, dmitry is a coward for not kissing Anya | Anastasia, alternate ending: happily ever after, Self destructive thoughts, any information on the culture is from google, i wrote this instead of doing my schoolwork, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Once Upon A December, but it's a daydream and she has the yellow dress because it's iconic, the french language, tw france (paris), anya has an emotional attachment to le pont alexandre III, help me, Im basically just writing how i feel like the musical shouldve gone, Because we were robbed, Existential Crises, anya is mentally ill, dmitry is not a good boyfriend, im writing this instead of doing a maths project, no beta we die like rasputin read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/4jhuCgP

[pureanonofficial]

ANASTASIA AT MALMÖ OPERA

[sachingja]

"Get some rest. I'm not going anywhere." kath for dima!

it had been easy, well, for the most part — until he had to put her to bed, of course, and then it all started going downhill. it usually does, but dmitry has grown accustomed to it, finding himself falling asleep in the oddest of places. usually besides their daughter's crib, one hand reassuringly on her small back, somehow having lost consciousness mid-motion, when he is definitely not young enough to sleep on hardwood floors or on the carpet next to their couch anymore, the little girl that looked so much like his wife ( the same eyes, same head of unruly chestnut hair, same curve to her small mouth ) tucked into the crook of his arm or resting on his chest. but, he does not protest, only his bones do & by the time katherine had stumbled into their apartment, she had found him, once again, on the floor in their daughter's nursery — which was mostly just their office flipped with the help of some of their friends, like that pesky district attorney she has grown so friendly with.

he doesn't really know how he made it to their couch, but his entire body is sore, teaching him another valuable lesson about how much it can withstand, and what hard surfaces will do to you over the age of thirty-five. impossible to believe that he used to sleep wherever he could back in his twenties, with nothing more to his name than a few bucks, his good looks, and the quick wit his father had taught him. but life has a way of finding pathways where he would have never expected them.

this is one of those things, maybe the best of them all. the quiet, slow pace their life has now is bliss compared to the very-real danger dmitry grew up in. now, he has everything he could have ever dreamed of, he thinks wearily, eyes slipping shut. his mouth moves before he can think any better of it, shaping a familiar protest, " you just got home, " he murmurs, the exhaustion slurring his words together, throwing the sharp edges of his accent into stark relief. " i've made dinner, it's on the stove. " not much, just some of their leftovers thrown together; enough for shashlik that he had grown used to prepare in a pan rather than over a grill, unless they would visit katherine's family and make use of their extensive backyard. his hand reaches blindly for any part of her, holding on. he yawns into his shoulder. " she should sleep through the night now, by the way. it took a while, but she eventually stopped fussing. "

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[gilmores-glorious-blog]

they are THE bi4bi m/f couple of my heart 😩🥺

[wylansvanhendriks]

and when will we as a society start fancasting ruby cruz as dmitry

[izloveshorses]

I saw a post complaining about musical Dimitri so I want to know what is your favourite things about him in the musical?

sigh... musical dmitry... giggling kicking my feet twirling my hair thinking about him. i'm always daydreaming about him. if you saw me on the street irl i almost guarantee you'd catch me lost in some variation of musical dmitry thoughts.

there are so many things i could say here, anon. his redemption arc™ from a selfish liar to the most noble and self-sacrificing slavic sadboy i've ever seen? his angsty daddy issues backstory? his bewitching silly goose ways? how he lets One Woman completely change the trajectory of his life? how he falls into an emotional spiral about it? the way he Knows Who He Is and is very self assured in his identity, and helps anya do the same? how his identity is so intertwined with his home? his role as a Storyteller™? etc????

but for this ask today i'm going to focus on how gentle he is. i don't think gentleness is something that comes very easy to this dmitry. he lost his father at a young age, as we know. he was alone on the streets and had to fight to stay alive. he cons people for a living. by the time we meet him he's very cynical about the world and doesn't really trust anyone, other than vlad. mostly he just relies on himself and can't really count on anyone else. when he meets anya, a cryptic girl who is a bit off but in need of help, his first response is to scoff and send her away, since unstable people are too risky to deal with. he's capable of being charming, but he uses this skill to get what he wants.

a lesser character with an identical backstory would be gruff and unfeeling, but... this dmitry isn't. in spite of it all, he's so hopeful, though he buries it deep. his most treasured story is about a girl he met at a parade. he is known as the 'prince of petersburg,' has a relationship with everyone on the streets. in the hartford production he calls an older woman in the ensemble 'little mother.' he rescues vlad, a complete stranger, from a firing squad. and though he turns her down at first, he agrees to get anya to paris. he protects what's his own.

you can tell it takes him a while to learn gentleness. whether it's physical or verbal, especially around anya, he is still always on the defensive for a while. fight first, think later. she's really jumpy and skittish but he doesn't start changing his behavior until they fight the ruffians together. he flags all of his movements around her, making sure she knows his intentions first. he talks about his father. he gives her a music box because he thinks it'll make her smile. because she 'earned it.' when she's crying after a nightmare he tells her a sweet, simple story from his childhood.

the train scene is the best example of this shift-- when she cowers after the gunshot goes off, he is completely lost about what to do. 'calm her down,' vlad tells him, but how is he supposed to do that? she's sobbing into his shoulder and he's frozen, panicking, because what is he supposed to do here??? but he shushes her and holds her anyway. he does his best. and it works. in such a tense situation where they very well could be shot next he is so so gentle and patient with her. and by the time we reach iacot in paris, he knows exactly how to comfort her. he learned how to hold her gently and speak in a soft voice. how softness can ground someone in need.

to summarize: musical dmitry is... really soft? and softness/gentleness isn't really something you see in the conman archetype very often. he is so special.

[midnight-drip]

no thoughts

just young Dmitry in my math workbook :))

[usernamesuggestionsarefunny]

I like Glebga because Dmitri and Anya are too cute, soft and perfect for each other for me to ship them with anyone else (And I am such a sucker for friends to lovers that any pair with that trope always wins, I'm also malina trash btw) but at the same time I love Gleb as a character and I truly dig the angsty "enemies to lovers" or "my beloved dad killed your beloved dad" factor, so the best solution (Sorry I don't make the rules) would be for another Grand Duchess to survive and fall in love with Gleb, who doesn't know her identity yet + some angsty "you tried to kill my sister you scroundel" spice added on top they (Let's admit it, mostly Gleb) have to work through (With the help of a very forgiving Anya, of course) once they figure out who the other really is.

That way they will really hate themselves for falling for each other.

Muah ha ha.

Also, it has to be Olga and not Tatiana or Maria because just like Gleb, Olga was really patriotic and as the most intelectual of the sisters I think she would be able to handle the challenge or even complete deconstruction Gleb would inevitably bring to her sheltered and naive worldview (And viceversa!! She knew her father better than most and would bring a challenge to Gleb's black and white worldview as well).

Also, she is Odette in the musical as well??? Another name that starts with O??? A girl that falls in love with her would be hunter? Who is not capable of destroying such beauty? Isn't that perfect???