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Dimileth and Sonadow brainrot
NSFW.⚔️ (she/her)
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Blaiddyd_Bread
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towa27art.bsky.social
Inktober Day 1 - Guide
Professor Byleth (Fire Emblem Three Houses) #inktober
October 2, 2024 at 5:41 AM
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nullxxxxxxx.bsky.social
November 13, 2025 at 4:38 AM
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shiromi2sakana.bsky.social
苦手な人は見ない方がいいです！！🔞⚠️母乳⚠️プ
眷属化するんだろうか（？）
November 14, 2025 at 7:56 AM
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manicsquare.bsky.social
you know when in #fe3h fics dedue has a reluctant (at first) affection for any one or combination of the faerghus four because dimitri loves those guys
Tweet from @/mattkramerposts that reads "It's not my circus but... I am a man with a sense of obligation and duty. Very well. I will care for these monkeys. I will raise them as if they were my own." Dedue is the speaker, and the words "these monkeys" have translucent Sylvain/Ingrid/Felix portraits on top
November 16, 2025 at 4:49 PM
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dirakdowl.bsky.social
Blue lion 🦁

#Dimitri #FireEmblem #FEShadows #FE3H
November 22, 2025 at 6:11 PM
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irisli0224.bsky.social
Dancer Byleth Wip
November 22, 2025 at 4:50 PM
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dpsisquared.bsky.social
When you're in a Being Obsessed with Byleth Fire Emblem contest and your opponent is me 😈
Black and white fine line tattoo of the sword of the creator winding around Areadbhar with some flowers
November 24, 2025 at 2:08 AM
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sababousushi.bsky.social
画像おためし投稿　けもでみ
November 22, 2025 at 7:17 PM
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dpsisquared.bsky.social
Censorship directly helps abusers. Shaming and moralizing sex helps abusers. There is actually a long term case study that proved this called the catholic church
sacredsapling.bsky.social Sapling 🌱 Print shop open! @sacredsapling.bsky.social · Sep 24
Yes, that! If there is media that explores difficult themes, survivors of any age can realize they identify with the fictional victim and find a name for their experiences. A lot of us find freedom, healing, and even justice in this way!
November 23, 2025 at 12:43 PM
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veroniikus.bsky.social
frieren angle, but it’s actually byleth
#fe3h #byleth
November 26, 2025 at 2:19 PM
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hayilium.bsky.social
commission for @/reijackcroft

#dimileth
November 27, 2025 at 5:16 PM
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suna68.bsky.social
Freed his nips 🫣
Accidentally looks like a dancer now
November 27, 2025 at 3:39 AM
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shivera.bsky.social
two mimir 😴 #dimileth background i made for myself awhile ago bc i love bedtime byleth sm
Post-skip Byleth and Dimitri FE3H in the style of Bedtime Byleth from FEH over a background patterned with their crests.
November 18, 2024 at 5:28 AM
blaiddydqueso.bsky.social
Just posted Mate Paratism LOL but it's WIPnesday!

Hubert has noticed Dimitri's interest in Edelgard's favored professor, and tries to intimidate the prince...only to meet Byleth "don't mess with my(lover) students" Eisner.

Dimitri is over the moon! 😈💚💙

#dimileth
November 27, 2025 at 7:14 AM
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dimilethoe.bsky.social
*cues caribbean blue by enya*

wrote a dracula: a love tale inspired dimileth fic!

mind the tags 🫀
link ⬇️
November 27, 2025 at 3:32 AM
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stergeon.bsky.social
oh it’s wipwed. i can post stuff thats not going up for a minute. here’s the dimileth snippet ft. dedue, from a future vickyvesties
The chamber has been hot and loud and full of people for hours. I am not sure how many have passed but the musicians have had two breaks and my cup of mead has been refilled for me more times than I can remember. These shoes are not designed for dancing or consecutive hours of wear and I have only said thirteen sentences to Dimitri since the ceremony ended, but he has been smiling a lot with his best smile, the one that is handsome and real, and whenever we look at each other at the same time from different places in this large and crowded room, it is like we are having a conversation. Tonight I have said more words out loud than I have said in my life. There are so many people to talk to and more to meet and others I am seeing for the first time since the war ended that I do not get to speak to Dedue until the musicians come back from their second break. The route I take to retreat from a long conversation leads me to where he is standing on the southeast balcony that overlooks the Tairngire river. He pretends he did not see me first, but I hold my gaze and he surrenders with a smile. Dedue knows these rituals well. He approaches me first as if he were requesting my presence instead of the other way around, then places his hand over his heart and bows low. He says “Your Majesty” and I say “Hi, Dedue.” As he rises, he tilts his palm toward me in a subtle motion, and I remember I am supposed to offer him my hand. His stubble tickles my skin through my glove when he kisses my knuckles. Even in my tall shoes, he has to bend very far to reach me. He looks handsome in his fine blue tunic and patterned robe, and the flowers in his hair and at his breast are beautiful. “Are you having fun?” I ask him. “Yes.” His eyes are soft and his jaw is not tensed, so I believe him. “It was a magnificent ceremony.” “Huh. I thought it was interesting, but way too long.” For some reason this breaks his guard and he laughs, which makes me smile. “Forgive me,” he says anyway. “Your candor is—It puts me at ease.” I don’t say anything. I just smile at him and he smiles back at me, and we turn around to check on everybody else. Inside another song has started. Outside it is quiet and the breeze is cool. My dress is thick and trimmed with soft white fur, and it allows ample movement despite having many layers and being heavily embroidered. Dedue must catch me touching the lining of the cuff, because he asks me, “Is the cold too much?” “Not at all.” He nods, then nods again toward the west side of the chamber. I glance at the circle there and see Dimitri spin closer and away again as he dances with someone I met tonight—Ingrid’s cousin whose name I have already forgotten. It makes me happy to see Dimitri. I thank Dedue by saying nothing. It is very very nice to be still and quiet. The music and lights were starting to hurt my eyes and I know that I will be drunk if I have another full cup of mead. But I like being out here with Dedue and I like getting to watch Dimitri dance. He was awkward and stumbled a lot at first, but now that he is remembering the steps he is agile and graceful, and when he laughs he looks like a boy in a man’s frame. When I look at him it is like I can still feel his hand on mine and the fibers of the cord that bound us together, and between the thought and the sight and the lingering sensation it is easy to ignore my headache. “To be candid—if I may.” I turn to Dedue, but he is still watching Dimitri, who is now on the edge of the circle and gesturing for Felix to come dance. His plea will work. It always does. “Of course,” I tell Dedue. “Always.” Dedue makes an appreciative sound. “I wish to congratulate you in earnest—and to thank you. That His Majesty could be happy… It is a fine sight. And it is thanks to you.” My cheeks feel hot in a nice way. I touch my ring. “I like him.” “That bodes well,” he says, and his face does something pleasant when I laugh. “It is customary in Fódlan as it is in Duscur to give a benediction to the newly wed,” he continues after a moment. “I regret I am not good at them. The difficulty in your lives is not at an end; another is beginning. But if there exists someone who could weather the worst of it at his side, who could be not just shelter, but a guiding light to see him through—it is you.” He has never spoken to me like this. His words are so kind and I cannot decide how to respond. In the end I go with, “Thank you.” Dedue nods, which means that I responded correctly. We keep watching the dancers and I keep thinking about his words until he says, “I also wish to make a request.” I blink. My eyes hurt, and my chest feels strange. This and the mead distract me from inquiring further. “Anything,” I say instead, and he glances down at me. “Be his friend.” The way he says it makes the strange feeling in my chest grow warmer and warmer, until it is hot, until it hurts. I need to hold my gaze, but Dedue is getting harder to look at, shattering in and out of himself in fragments. I know some of them. The rest I see. I see him and him and him and all he has done, would do if he could, if he were someone else, if he were me. [I see what I do to him. I don’t like what I see.] “I will,” I tell all of him, with all of me that I am.
November 27, 2025 at 5:31 AM
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stellmaris.bsky.social
Page 1 got some color, rest will follow😪

#dimileth
November 27, 2025 at 12:42 AM
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trashtierwaifu.bsky.social
Here’s some snippets from my Blue Lion Big Bang fic! It’s Dimileth centered and about Dimitri during that five year period, and the regrets he has. This scene is him stumbling across some Adrestrians playing with his loved ones stuff…
November 27, 2025 at 1:44 AM
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vannen.bsky.social
#dimileth | #wip

Another little snippet for the Blue Lion Big Bang 💙

it's her time 👁️👁️
“No.” Her eyes flicked down to the ground, then back up to meet his meet directly. “It’s not the same. By myself.” It struck Dimitri then, that he had never seen her with anyone else since coming to Fhirdiad. The Blade Breaker and his crew were travelling western Faerghus, contracted to help rebuild. Shez was in charge of the army stationed along the tenuous imperial border. Even Dedue, quiet and devoted as he was, had been known to walk through the gardens with Mercedes or take a meal with Sylvain. But who sought the company of the Ashen Demon? She followed the king silently through the halls of Castle Blaiddyd, and vanished without a trace when her duty came to an end. There was an empty ache in his chest. If he’d ever stopped the consider the situation, Dimitri would have assumed the heartless Demon preferred life that way. But looking now upon her frown… “Then would you care to join me for a cup of tea?” he asked on impulse. Byleth blinked twice, rapidly. Another subtle display of emotion, perhaps? Dimitri wondered how many others he’d missed. “You would be doing me a favour, Sir Byleth. I am supposed to be resting, after all.”
November 26, 2025 at 10:30 PM
blaiddydqueso.bsky.social
Dimitri and Byleth bond over parasites as they share a night guard after Remire. Surely Byleth's appreciation for parasitism won't change Dimitri's brain chemistry!💚💙

"Mate parasitism"
Yandere Dimitri ● Dead Dove ●

#dimileth
November 26, 2025 at 10:40 PM
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stellmaris.bsky.social
Is this even fit for dimileth goggles? I'm not sure anymore.

ANYWAY, here's a mini comic I've been working on, loosely based on the Valka/Stoick choreography from Httyd2. That song is pretty and I can only see dimileth. Probably taking place on the way to Enbarr or something.

#dimileth #fe3h
November 26, 2025 at 4:01 PM
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justwantsauce.bsky.social
💚It’s okay, Dimitri. Everything is all right. You don’t have to cry.

💙Ah…I’m so sorry. I ruined the mood, didn’t I?

💚Don’t worry about it. We can just cuddle for now.

💙I really don’t deserve you, my Beloved.

💚You do, Dimitri. You really do.

#dimileth #ディミレス #FE3H
November 26, 2025 at 4:39 PM
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dpsisquared.bsky.social
Fluffy Dimileth oral fics-ation smut for @/brightlyburning.bsky.social
archiveofourown.org/works/74260566
Professor's Guidance dpsisquared Summary: Dimitri tries to avoid his growing feelings for Byleth. Byleth doesn't let him. Written for Oral Fics-ation exchange
November 26, 2025 at 7:11 PM
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dpsisquared.bsky.social
Sad Dimileth(?) drabble about immortal Byleth and her regrets
archiveofourown.org/works/74591096
After all is said and done dpsisquared Summary: Byleth followed the other woman's gaze down to her dusty riding leathers, patched and mended so many times that there was probably nothing of the original left. “I was never anything special,” she said. “Just a mercenary.” Her initial relief at seeing the newcomer— it wasn’t any of her Blue Lions, thank the goddess— turned to dread when she spied the emerald ring on the woman’s finger. “You’re the queen.” Two strangers cross paths at Dimitri's grave.
November 26, 2025 at 7:13 PM
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porchskeleton.bsky.social
An intimate connection ✨Thank you to @cigarcharlotte.bsky.social for the gorgeous #dimileth ✨ #FE3H #FireEmblem
November 26, 2025 at 7:51 PM