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Dimileth dump because I am very normal about them.

And an alt fit for Byleth in Azure Moon. I really wish the devs had given them a timeskip design like all the students, but it would change to reflect house choice. Almyran or Imperial accents, etc.

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'. . .Even still, when enjoying a long horse ride or a quiet evening, they were not as the world saw them, but rather two adoring spouses, desperately in love. They remained as such for the rest of their days.'

. . .from Byleth and Dimitri's post-game, S-Rank ending card.

Mesmerizing ✨

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oh yeah it's holy dragon science experiment mom & daughter time

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Might have to make my icons for this blog all over again. For reference. . .

. . .they're cumbersome for me, especially after using simple, smaller, one-hundred by one-hundred icons on my other blogs. Though I don't dislike the portraits from in-game, I would rather be able to better use other art sources.

. . .even if that means tossing the npc icons to the side, too, and there's a good hundred of them.

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Thinking about the crests imprinted on the body, like birth-marks. Though the game would suggest otherwise, I don't dislike the thought that crest-bearers are naturally marked somewhere on their body with their crest.

. . .but I imagine that Byleth is a bit different.

They were born with their crest, and as such has it marked on their body, but it doesn't look like it should, and they were not born like they should have been. Their birth was meddled with, to say the least, and their marking, which should depict the Crest of Flames, is as twisted as the circumstances of their birth. It's askew and unshapely, sprawling around and along their arm, stretching over their shoulder, towards their chest and their shoulder-blade.

. . .It's an imperfect marking, for an imperfect, unfitting vessel.

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uh so i finished the Azure Moon route on my first ever play through of my first ever fire emblem game and i'm not playing anything else cause i'm obsessed with these two

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Send me a scenario to my inbox that you'd like to roleplay with my muse.

Remember to specify muse for multi-muse blogs!

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. . .Byleth ripping and tearing through Agartha as the Doom soundtrack plays in the background, send post.

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". . .you would pounce me?" He asks as he approaches, with the edge of his lips twisted towards his eyes, into a faint smirk. He held a washcloth in his hand, and a brow raised. ". . .you truly are insatiable."

"Have patience. . ." He suggests, steeping himself in the bath's water and stepping near, standing at her side. He lifted his hand to her chin, tilting her head back. ". . .and I will give you everything you desire." Then, he releases her, his hand falling to his side.

". . .but, for now, all I will give you is a hand in cleansing the day from your form, should you want it." He had been reluctant to offer her his help, but. . . he wanted to see how she would respond. Would she tune out her temptation to feel his touch, or would she warm her urges with his embrace?

Sothis felt his eyes on her before he spoke. She moved to face him, a mischievous look briefly on her face. He didn’t keep her long at all, wonderful!

she watched in delight at the strip down, her eyes taking in each inch of bared flesh until everything was left uncovered. Her gaze drifted down to notice the slight arousal, and she purred.

Just how could she play nice when Byleth was like this?

She was true in her earlier words. He was irresistible. There’s no way she’ll last long when they’re both naked like this. However.. they needed to be clean, first. And then she’ll strike, if she can manage that. It would be a challenge for sure.

“I’ll try to,” So cooed before she beckoned him towards her. Water can only stay warm for so long. Best get clean before it goes cold. “But I cannot promise anything. As I said, you are irresistible…

Now come here before I pounce.”

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"You. . ." He was true to his word, and he hadn't kept her waiting too long, though he did take the time to still his thoughts, before stepping in. ". . .are immaculate." He couldn't still or stay his gaze from her form. He couldn't help but stare, even as he set their change of clothes to the side.

This. . . is going to be rough.

He had to tear himself away, he couldn't keep standing there, staring like this. She had been waiting for him, and he wouldn't waste another minute. His hands, without much of their finesse, fumbled their way through loosening his tunic to take it off, tossing it aside.

Then, he would give her what she wanted, with his hands working their way under the fabric of his pants, pulling them down his waist, where he would kick them off and away.

With little work left, he was left bare before her, standing straight, and somewhat stiff. He wasn't often one to be read well, but his body told the truth, and especially so with what was between his legs.

". . .you going to play nice?" He asks, looking her way, once more. He knew that he wouldn't be able to, if she didn't, and he still needed to clean himself up, without distractions.

Eyes fluttered closed when her head was tilted back. She enjoyed the moment, the sweet kiss. Arms were tempted to wrap around him but she somehow resisted. “Thank you-“ were her immediate words. The sensation of his lips were on hers. “I may be needy but you oblige me nonetheless!”

It’s like she’s in a trance. Sothis obeyed him as she turned towards the bath house without him. She knew a few minutes will only be taken until he returns to her side.

She’s incredibly needy.

So stripped down to discard her clothes and put them into a neat pile. She waited a few moments before she stepped into the water.

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hindsight makes jeralt trying to act like byleth has never been to the monastery before insanely funny to me

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Byleth Eisner from Fire Emblem Three Houses

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On anon or not, ask about my muse's romantic life.

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"Well. . ." She shouldn't be surprised. She had her fair share of rumors, whether involving herself, or not, as whispers in her ears, among faculty, and in her lecture hall.

She also has had her fair share of students who were and are not suitable for such combat as this academy prepares them for. This was a scale model of war, and they needed to take it seriously. The least they could suffer is her lectures, and a few tears.

Though, she took the time to train her thought, and steady herself, breathing a sigh before she began to speak again. ". . .if it's axes you are looking for, see Alois. He's quite friendly, so I can't imagine he would refuse taking some time to tutor you."

"For spears and lances, if he's not out and about working with the knights, my old man, er. . . Jeralt, is your best bet. Though, if he is busy, Professor Jeritza has similar experience." Even if his teaching method is a little, unusual, from what she's heard.

"As for bows, you'll want to see Shamir, so long as she's not busy with the knights, either."

". . .and that's about it." She took his 'or something' as grounds to give recommendation for everything other than swords, excluding black magic and white magic. "Is there anything else you wanted to speak on or ask about?"

He’d think for a moment and just give this soft laugh, a smile gently curved across his face. “Well… there’s one going around that’s especially popular with the students failing your class, stuff like: “You’re a demon that thrives off the tears of your failing students”.

“It’s all just absurd things like that.” He’d look down for a second, before looking back up at her. “Honestly, though-, I just wanted to stop you to talk. I’m not the biggest fan of swordsmanship, it’s just not… altogether clicking with me. Who would you recommend asking for additional training with other weapons, like… an axe or something?”

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sent from @nohrs-lost-soul:

There’d be the sound of distant footsteps, that slowly increase in pace as the white haired individual would pick up the pace and catch up to Byleth-. “Pardon me for spurning up the rumor mill, but are any of the rumors about you going around, true?”

She hadn't thought he was attempting to speak with her. There wasn't a time she had given the thought of rumors regarding herself any, well. . . thought. Though, that wasn't to say there weren't any.

She hadn't turned herself towards him, in body or in mind until he had made himself visible, stepping into her line of sight. Though, when she did, her response wasn't much to answer his question.

". . .That's a very broad question. I'm afraid you will have to be more specific than that." She would, though, give him the grace to stop in her tracks, giving him her full attention.

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"So needy. . ." He mutters, turning towards his draconic mate, to take her jaw in his hand, thumb rubbing against her chin. ". . .we'll only be apart for a few minutes, but I suppose I can give you that much. Come here." With that said, he tilts her head back, and leans in, pressing his lips against hers. Though they would meet again in a few moments, he takes the time to savor her taste, and the soft texture of her lips against his.

"So sweet. . ." He whispers as he pulls away, his breath warm against her lips. ". . .Go on, now. I'll be there in a minute." That did him in, that one, little kiss. He's definitely going to need more than just a simple bath with his beloved, but that will come in time.

until they reach the bathhouse. It was easier said than done! It was hard enough to resist Roy hung him, even mere hand holding did something to her! But alas. She could wait for more direct touches until the bath house. She can handle that. She had more restraint!

“Oh, it is not that simple, agapi mou. I don’t think I can resist for long,” she told him truthfully. Sothis squeezed his hand tightly. She didn’t want to let go. Even for a second.

How selfish she was.

“That is a plausible idea. I shall prepare a bath for us,” the greenette announced with a nod. Yes. He can gather the clothes, she can start the water. She gave another squeeze. “Oh kiss me before we part?”

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"Hm. . ." He breathes before turning his eyes away, exhaling warm breath from his chest and temptations from his thoughts. ". . .resist me, then." He instructs, as he has his eyes stare towards her once more.

"Shouldn't be too hard." He adds, as they approach and step through the training grounds' gate. ". . .until we get to the bathhouse, I suppose." Though he sounded as if he wanted her to stay her hand from him, that couldn't be further from the truth. He wanted to see how long she could control herself, how long he could wind her up before she becomes insatiable.

Though, as they approach the stairs to the bathhouse, he continues. ". . .if you want, I could get our change of clothes from my quarters and you could go ahead; get us a private bath." He needed to leave some of his equipment back there, anyway. There wasn't any reason to carry weapons and such into a bathhouse.

there was a soft snort. Change of clothes was a good idea. She herself had no problem going around in a towel, or nothing at all, but her current clothes needed to be washed before she will even think about wearing them again.

Sothis laces their fingers together as she offered him a small hum. she caught the side eye. She knew what he was thinking. She indeed would be bound to break, quite easily. Her hands can’t keep off Byleth, no matter what the touch is. She’s simply a physical person, but..

“Are you thinking I will start something? I very well may, but I don’t see anything wrong with it. After all.. you are quite irresistible, By. Truly.”