#oc: dimitri

[impossible-rat-babies]

[wip] petition to romance my own inquisitor in veilguard pls

[starres-stuff]

Day 2: Dawn

"Alright Kit, the Sun is up, you have seen dawn can we go home, now?" *a series of yips seem to be his reply, and he yawns* "Fine, fine a little while longer"

[undeadkyart]

Tried something new (colored and then lined) for a Dimitri talk sprite draft….

[bunnybeloveds]

something quick for these freaks

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Large hands, rough in their hold, suddenly gripped Dimitri’s hips from behind. It didn’t surprise him, it never did, but it always excited him.

“Hey, doll,” Michael pressed his weight into Dimitri’s back, his warmth intoxicating and familiar, his voice low and ghosting along the other’s ear before nipping gently at the sensitive skin. He smelled like cigarettes. Dimitri shivered.

“Mikey,” he breathed out, old affection lacing the single word. Michael slid a hand up to cup the other’s pec, subtlety obviously not on his mind. “Dev’s home.”

“Don’t care about that twat,” his lips pressed lingering, caressing kisses along Dimitri’s neck, forcing a soft noise from the other’s throat. “Miss ya. Ain’t no one make me feel like you do, baby.”

“Mhm,” Dimitri hummed, Michael’s wandering hands making his head feel foggy, “What about those other boys you’ve been with?”

“Nothing like you, gorgeous,” he was begging in not so many words. Dimitri had heard this song and dance before. He rather liked it. “Turn around.”

He obliged, facing Michael now, being met with his shirtless torso, toned and covered in scattered tattoos.  He was doing this on purpose. Dimitri was thankful for it.

“There’s my pretty boy,” Michael purred, leaning in to connect their lips, but Dimitri shifted his head slightly, avoiding him. Michael smirked, resuming the kisses to his neck instead. “Want you to be mine again.”

“You’re bad for me,” Dimitri said with little commitment, craning his neck to give Michael better access, his arms loosely wrapping themselves around his ex's broad shoulders, keeping him held in place despite his weak protests. “You’re just bored…”

“I belong to you, baby,” Michael cooed, nibbling at the warm skin under his teeth, “Who’s name is on my arm?”

“...Mine,” Dimitri bit his bottom lip, trying to suppress the excited smile that threatened to form. The corners of his mouth curled up anyway.

“Yeah, that’s right,” Michael finally pulled away, now looking the other in the eyes, their bodies still pressed together. He had an intense look on his face, like a predator watching its prey. “I’m yours forever, baby. Don’t forget that. We belong together.”

“Maybe,” Dimitri kept smiling, a lovestruck look in his deep, dark eyes. He couldn’t help but run his hand over Michael’s bicep, his fingers tracing along the bold, inked lettering. His own name, etched into Michael’s skin forever.

Dimitri remembered when he’d gotten the tattoo, the display of love, of intense devotion. He’d decided to get it several years after they’d broken up. They’d fucked the night he had gotten it.

“You in love with me, Mikey?”

“Yeah, ‘course. I'd kill for ya.”

“Have you?” Dimitri giggled.

“Not yet.”

“You’re not gonna hurt anyone,” Dimitri mused, knowing it was a lie. Michael had been in his fair share of bar fights, served his time in prison, even roughed up Dev on more than one occasion, but never grievously harmed anyone. Not yet, anyways, as Michael had said. Not yet. “I’ll write a song about it when you do.”

Michael laughed at that, squeezing his love in his muscled arms, hands eagerly gripping at his sides and hips.

“Bet you will, sweetheart. You’re all romantic like that.”

[grease-weasel]

the girls are fighting ✨✨ (More Mermay art)

[nutmegpoid]

when the antagonists are all freaks with egos the size of the moon

[fauville]

nate my beautiful innocent sunshine how can you not know 😭😭😭😭

[gravitycoil]

All of them

[buns-burrow]

NEW CHARACTER (and some uhh, color options. going with the blue/green)

anyways this is Dimitri, a rabbit halfling. she used to be a priestess devoted to a moon goddess, but something tragic happened and she abandoned the life to become a (self-proclaimed) knight, who weilds a massive hammer in battle.

[wystana]

Uhh... hopefully yall like ocs here? Cause thats kinda all I've been drawing

[plagues02]

Mother's Day - 2024

Summary: Mother's Day morning with Gator, her wives, and their kids. Characters: Gator[OC], Rosalia [OC], Mei[OC], Cora[OC], Dimitri[OC] Word Count: 1413

Gator opened her eyes, looking out the window to notice how early it was. It wasn’t normal for her to wake up before Rosalia and Mei; they were both still asleep at her sides. The woman sat up, throwing her arms in the air to stretch and yawned. She might as well look to see if something in the house woke her.

The human slipped out from between her wives and to the door of her room. She blinked at the boy she saw standing there, one of her sons.

Dimitri looked at her, hair pulled back into a messy morning bun. He motioned her to go back to her room. “No, no, you stay here,” he said.

The woman raised an eyebrow. “I can’t leave my own room?” she questioned.

“Yup!” she heard another voice call from down the hall. Cora, her younger son, stepped into view from down the hall. “Stay in there,, at least until Māmā and Mat’ also wake up!”

Gator raised another eyebrow before shrugging, stepping back into the room and closing the door behind her. It was too early to want to question them; it was probably them moving around the house that woke her up anyway.

Rosalia glanced over at her, half asleep still, as Gator returned to bed. The human gave a quick shrug and laid her head against Mei, who snuggled closer to her. Rosalia spooned her as they decided to try and get a little more sleep.

“Ma’s back in bed,” Dimitri walked over to his brother, who grinned up at him.

“Then we have more time to get breakfast ready.”

Dimitri grunted and began to follow the younger of the two back to the kitchen. Mother’s day was never a big thing for him, especially for the seraphim who was adopted during a rough time for the former Strawhats. However, if Cora wanted to surprise their moms with breakfast, he was damn well going to help out.

,,, Partially because he didn’t trust the kid in the kitchen alone.

Halfway to the kitchen, Cora tripped over his feet. Without looking over, the older man grabbed him by the back of his shirt and carried him like a kitten the rest of the way. He chuckled at Cora’s noise of disapprovement.

“We have another hour before Māmā and Mat’ wake up so we better get to work,” Dimitri noted. “And quieter.”

Cora flushed. “It was an accident!”

The older one chuckled, placing Cora back on his feet. “Whatever you say.”

Together Cora and Dimitri worked on breakfast. Cora helped with mixing pancake batter, or whisking eggs, or cutting fruit while the other focused on actually cooking the foods. He didn’t trust the younger one wouldn’t get hurt trying to cook.

The hour passed fast as the two finished up with time to spare. However, they didn’t notice when their moms were all awake and were watching them from the kitchen door,, because they were bickering once again.

Rosalia looked at her wives with a raised eyebrow; Mei silently giggled, watching as Cora whined about something to Dimitri. Gator couldn’t help but smile as she watched. A flicker of a flame caught the husky’s attention.

“You’re on fire again, Mitya,” Rosalia spoke up. Dimitri jumped at her sudden voice, looking over his shoulder,, at least the best he could as his shoulder was on fire. It took a moment to realize who spoke to him.

“Oh, Mat’!” He exclaimed, turning to face her. Cora stepped back, away from the fire. It wouldn’t hurt, but still, Cora didn’t like the heat that came off of it.

“What are you two up this early?” questioned Mei, looking at her younger son. “It’s surprising you're up at all right now.”

Cora grinned up at her; he motioned over towards the table. It was full of a few different options; pancakes, toast, eggs, fruits, all things the five of them enjoyed.

“Happy Mother’s Day!” The boy exclaimed.

The seraphim added, “What he said.”

Gator let out a small laugh. So that’s what they were doing. She walked over them, pulling Cora into a hug and rested a hand on Dimitri’s not on fire shoulder.

“Oh, thank you, boys,” she said. “You didn’t have to.”

Dimitri chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Cora’s idea,” he admits. “Now, go on. Let’s eat.”

The minks giggled and followed the other three to the table. Cora’s excitement was contagious, and if he was happy, the rest of the room was happy that morning.

[impossible-rat-babies]

local 55 year old man back in the shenanigans again

[starres-stuff]

Day 18: Evening

"As the sun turns the valleys burnt umber in its descent to slumber you can often find me by the water near Bentbranch clearing my head from a long day."

[undeadkyart]

Can you tell us stuff about Dimitri? :0

I'm assuming ur talking abt this guy and not fe3h dimitri? Looking at this wtf is that lighting actually.

He's a part of a concept for a scifi post-apocalyptic farming/dating sim i've had in my brain for about a year now! He's the first LI you meet -- the PC has been stuck in a Space Prison and Dimitri breaks them out to escape to what has become of Earth: the fifth planet to originate life, known now as Origin V. It's pretty much considered a dead planet, so on the few occasions when a prisoner escapes and their trajectory indicates they're heading there, the prison itself doesn't bother to follow. It's essentially a banishment colony.

It's become totally barren, so the goal of the game is to team up with Dimitri and a few other settlers who either also escaped the prison or are descended from escaped convicts to rehabilitate the planet and redeem it to its former glory.

Dimitri himself is a complicated character -- he's been in and out of different space jails pretty much his whole life since he never really had a home and had to steal for a living. He knows a thing or two about pickpocketing and lockpicking as a result. As a love interest, he's stern but caring and protective. He's very much the type who's lost just about everything he once had, so he can be a little bit clingy but is also very receptive to communication.

In my band au, he's the bassist!

[zeddyzi]

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[grease-weasel]

Hey gang sorry I've been gone I'm doing Mermay !! I want to add my fallout guys (basically I throw all my ocs in the water and see what they do. currently there are gang wars and lots of stealing /hj) but I am still figuring out where they fit. I'll post updates every couple of days :]

the little betta (white hair with light blue tail) belongs to @whistlstop and is normally an angel named Atlas