#d.edue

[dangantums]

Taste of Victory

ummmmmmmmmmmmmm very self-indulgent fic again. wahahahah. f.ire e.mblem fans: rise!

also was semi-inspired by this

ship: d.imidue

this fic contains: stuffing, burps, hiccups, belly rubs, burst mention

TLDR: d.imitri leads the b.lue l.ions to yet another victory! a feast just for him ensues, leaving d.edue to take care of the aftermath.

The Blue Lions had emerged victorious once again. With their enemies vanquished and their banners flying high, the group returned to Garreg Mach Monastery triumphant. Among them stood Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, his spear stained with the blood of their foes, his heart pounding with the thrill of victory. His comrades cheered and celebrated around him, their spirits lifted by their hard-won success. They gathered in the grand dining hall of the monastery for a well-deserved feast. A lavish feast that had been prepared in honor of Dimitri's leadership and the bravery of the Blue Lions. The long tables were laden with steaming platters of roast meats, hearty stews, and freshly baked bread – while barrels of ale and wine lined the walls. The tables groaned under the weight of dishes.

Dimitri took his place at the head of the table, his chest swelling with pride as he looked upon his comrades. Next to him, Dedue Molinaro, his loyal companion and partner, offered him a tender smile. Dimitri’s blue eyes sparkled with gratitude as he raised his goblet in a toast to their success.

"To the Blue Lions!" Dimitri proclaimed, his voice ringing out in the dining hall.

The soldiers cheered loudly in response. Plates were filled, wine flowed freely… a sign that dinner had just begun.  Dimitri found himself seated at the center of attention and indulging in the bountiful feast, his appetite stirred by the adrenaline of battle and the camaraderie of his friends. Plate after plate of delicacies disappeared before him. Dedue monitored Dimitri with a watchful eye, ensuring that everything was going smoothly – yet he couldn’t help but notice Dimitri's plate endlessly being piled high with food, his appetite seemingly insatiable.

"Dimitri, perhaps you should pace yourself," Dedue suggested.

Dimitri chuckled. "Nonsense, Dedue! Tonight, we celebrate, and what better way to do so than with a feast fit for a king?" Cheers surrounded him once more.

Dedue relented, knowing better than to argue with Dimitri when he was in such high spirits. Instead, he focused his attention on ensuring that his lover had everything he needed, refilling his glass and serving him the best cuts of meat when he could.

But as the night wore on and the feast drew to a close, Dimitri found himself feeling uncomfortably full, his stomach protesting against the sheer volume of food he had eaten. He tried to keep up with the lingering conversations, but his eyes were glossy and he kept having to bite back belches that threatened his throat. With each passing moment, Dimitri's belly seemed to grow heavier, the pressure building within him like a gentle tide. Dedue, who was now cleaning up part of the table, noticed this behavior – but said nothing until the dining hall was empty. Leaving just the two of them alone.

"My prince, are you feeling unwell?" Dedue asked once everyone was gone, concern present in his voice.

The blonde hesitated, his eyelids heavy with exhaustion. He lazily pushed himself back from the table, hands cradling his gut. “I may have eaten too much, Dedue… My stomach feels like it's about to burst.”

Dedue’s heart thumped loudly in his chest, his cheeks growing hot. His eyes remained focused on Dimitri’s form, his gaze unwavering. Dimitri's belly, now filled to the brim with the decadent desserts, took on a pronounced, rock-hard roundness that strained against the fabric of his shirt. What was once a firm and toned abdomen now swelled into a… much more firm and taut mound. The buttons of his shirt strained, threatening to pop open with each breath he took. As Dimitri shifted in the chair, the movement caused his bloated belly to jiggle slightly, eliciting a soft groan from both the prince and his stomach. His hand instinctively reached down to cradle the swollen mound, fingers feathering gentle touches on distended abdomen. Each churn foreshadowed the eventually turning all of the rich food into muscle for the next battle.

And so, Dedue approached Dimitri, his gaze still fixated on Dimitri’s new form. Instinctively, and without asking, Dedue’s large and calloused hands reached down as he began to massage Dimitri's distended abdomen. The prince’s breath hitched, cheeks turning red as he looked away, embarrassed. Why did something that felt so wrong feel so… good?

The taller male continued to work his magic, coaxing the trapped air from Dimitri's belly with gentle kneading motions – a hearty, long belch that echoed through the quiet dining hall. Dedue at first pulled his hands away, eyes widening in surprise from the noise. But as Dimitri nearly melted into the chair from relief, he eagerly placed his hands back on Dimitri’s overworked stomach as he knelt beside him.

“D-Dedue,” Dimitri whimpered as he stifled another burp with the back of his hand. “Please, forrrRRRUUP! Oooagh… Please, f-forgive me…”

Dedue said nothing in response. Instead, he kept going, rubbing circles into Dimitri’s stomach. Dedue leaned closer, pressing a tender kiss to the prince’s forehead before trailing soft kisses down his cheek to his neck.

“Forgive me,”  Dimitri whined, again.

"Do not be sorry, Dima," he whispered, his breath warm against Dimitri's skin. The sensation of Dedue's touch and hot breath sent shivers of pleasure down the blonde's spine. Dedue couldn't help but admire the prince's beauty. Even in this vulnerable moment, which was a stark contrast from how Dimitri was before the feast.

A series of hiccups escaped Dimitri’s mouth before he could even think to reply. His eyes shut tight, his own hands cupping the sides of his overworked belly, feeling the remainder of the pent-up gas he had bit back earlier. Soon, however, the burps bubbled up from his throat as Dedue continued to kneed his gut, escaping his lips with loud, muffled sounds that echoed in the quiet of the room. 

"Does that feel any better, my love?" Dedue crooned.

Dimitri could only manage a pathetic hum in response, his senses overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through his body. Yet he looked so much more relieved – the bloatedness had decreased significantly. The taller male couldn’t help but smirk. He then leaned forward, pressing a tender kiss to Dimitri's bloated stomach. Dimitri gasped at the unexpected gesture, his heart fluttering and his eyes opening to look at Dedue.

“My prince, are you ready for your dessert?”

“... Uhh…?”

[patroklides]

i want to start working on some new dynamics bc i dropped a bunch of threads when remaking so like this if you are interested in plotting!

currently my highest priority muses are ede.lgard, hubert, b.yleth, harrow, and anders, but any muse on my main roster is fair game if you’re interested in them.

[lattehearted]

Buys all my units A-S skill levels to get ready for my first maddening run

[danafeelingsick]

wips!

i don't usually do this, but i've been having hoarding too many wips lately (also it makes me happy when you guys interact with my polls).

* if you wanna see any of these, and it doesn't win the poll, you can just ask me nicely for it, or it will be (probably) posted when ready.

[aethele]

❝   do you know anything about,   um,   carnivorous plants ?   i bought bernadetta this pitcher plant as a gift,   but i think it is dying,   and i do not know anything about them.   i cannot give her a dead plant !   ❞ 

@moliinar​  //  dialogue starter

[knightsdeath]

"how are you going to kill me when i'm already dead?" // dedue :3c

❝ you ———— shut up, you cur, ❞ ah, he’s getting ANNOYED and therefore : it’s business as usual. his eyes are narrowed and his brows furrowed and if looks could kill : perhaps dedue would be dead. but then again, if he were to die then felix would simply be MORE ANNOYED, wouldn’t he? because it would be unpleasant for him to die.

it’s a lose / lose situation all around.

❝ stop bringing that up, ❞ there is HEAT behind his words but there is also the part of him that is flustered by being called out in such a manner. by dedue, of all people. a person who he hadn’t even known HAD A DAMN SENSE OF HUMOR.

@fatesrot // i’m —

[brigidbcrn]

💋 //dedue

sinday kisses // selectively accepting

♢           ❝ Dedue~ ❞ Her voice is soft, the corners of her lips turning up into a smile she’s so desperately trying to hide. They had been sat in the flowery fields outside the Monastery for some time, idle chat about their favourite foods and the best ways to grow certain vegetables. In her hands, she’s putting together the last of a flower crown, delicately weaving the stems together until it is complete. Dark eyes glance towards the taller man sat beside her, shuffling from her sitting position to her knees so she can reach. The flower crown of white and yellow now sat on his head, the Princess can’t help the small chuckle that escapes her lips as she squeezes her eyes shut.

            Maybe it was an act of bravery on his part, but the sudden feeling of a hand cupping the side of her cheek still wasn’t enough to prepare her for the way he pressed his lips softly against hers. He may be tall, intimidating to others but he was only gentle and kind to her and once the initial shock has passed, Petra is leaning into the kiss just as much as him. Hands slide up his front, linking their way around his neck as she deepens the kiss just that little more. This was harmless, right? After all, she did care for the man from Duscur.

          She’s the one that pulls away, a flushed redness across her cheeks as a nervous laugh escapes her. War was not a suitable time for this but there was no guarantee of what would come tomorrow. Embarrassment sweeps over her features as her gaze drops to the ground. ❝ That was of… niceness… ❞

[sunraise]

i think glenn would join the blue lions when dedue does, as backup. pretty sure everyone knows what dedue looks like, as the retainer to dimitri for a while, but because glenn has grown & has scars that have changed parts of his features, he could aide dedue in getting supplies & whatever else to that battle in time. so you can deal with not one, but TWO emotional reunions.

[softheartstm]

Are you a "I wish to take you to D.uscar to see these flowers bloom in person" gay or a "But if I had two lives perhaps I could dedicate one to you" gay

[dangantums]

Stuffing Masterpost

some of these are old... be forewarned.

s.tuffedronpa:

|| b.yakuya t.ogami: "happy birthday, my love" // "flavors (N.SFW)" // "handle his liquor" // "m.akoto forgets to do his laundry..." // "better? better." // "...cuddles after a bad day at work" // "m.akoto can't eat it all..." // "n.aegamigiri HC's" // "b.yakuya confessing..." // "overstuffed m.akoto" // "a feast for the eyes" // "love, byakuya" // "it's okay to be human"

|| m.akoto naegi: "happy birthday, my love" // "flavors (N.SFW)" // "handle his liquor" // "m.akoto forgets to do his laundry..." // "better? better." // "...cuddles after a bad day at work" // "m.akoto can't eat it all..." // "n.aegamigiri HC's" // "b.yakuya confessing..." // "m.akoto HC's" // "m.akoyo pops a button eating halloween candy" // "overstuffed makoto" // "a feast for the eyes" // "love, byakuya" // "it's okay to be human"

|| k.aito m.omota: "middle of the night" // "k.aito stress eats..."

|| s.huichi s.aihara: "middle of the night" // "k.okichi feeds s.huichi ice-cream" // "k.aito stress eats..." // "...school cafeteria" // "s.huichi feedee HC's"

|| m.ondo o.wada: "spiked eggnog" // "most perfect person for me" // "night class" // "m.ondo feedee HC's" // "...studying for exams" // "stress relief"

|| k.iyotaka I.shimaru: "spiked eggnog" // "most perfect person for me" // "night class" // "...studying for exams" // "k.iyotaka HC's" // "stress relief"

|| k.yoko k.irigiri: "handle his liquor" // "n.aegamigiri HC's"

|| k.azuichi s.ouda: "rejection" // "...breakfast before work"

|| k.okichi o.uma: "k.okichi feeds s.huichi ice-cream" // "k.okichi's birthday party"

|| n.agito k.omaeda: "n.agito WG HC's" // "... b-day n.agito stuffing -> part two" // "chubby n.agito HC's" // "i'm so lucky"

|| h.ajime h.inata: "...b-day n.agito stuffing -> part two" // "i'm so lucky"

|| k.orekiyo s.hinguji: "k.orekiyo HC's"

|| ult. impostor: "impostor HC's"

|| l.eon k.uwata: "l.eon HC's"

|| g.undham t.anaka: "...breakfast before work"

a.ce a.ttorney:

|| p.hoenix w.right: "fly on the wall" // "weight of the truth" // "respectable attorney" // "sweet tooth"

|| m.iles e.dgeworth: "fly on the wall" // "weight of the truth" // "respectable attorney" // "sweet tooth"

a.ot:

|| l.evi a.ckerman: "humanities strongest soldier" // "dinner in trost" // "no casualties"

|| e.rwin s.mith: "humanities strongest soldier" // "dinner in trost" // "no casualties"

f.ire e.mblem:

|| d.imitri a. b.laiddyd: “taste of victory” // "your majesty"

|| d.edue m.olinaro: “taste of victory”

|| c.laude v.on r.iegen: "your majesty"

misc:

N/A ... yet.

[lionisation]

am also genuinely tempted to put  “don’t follow if you don’t like d.edue”  in my rules because truly not liking d.edue is fucked up  &  i will not stand for it

[lattehearted]

I call this one "f.ire e.mblem: t.hree h.ouses references in b.luey 2x01"

[getitfrenchship]

Valflame, Aymr and Loptyr?

Gonna switch to Pinafore to see how that goes

Valflame: Are they on the same side as D.edue and D.orothea? Opposing sides? Does this change?

If you want to recruit Pinafore to either Black Eagles or Blue Lions, you’d need D.orothea in your house and/or D.edue’s paralogue completed. Otherwise they stick in the Golden Deer house. A small part of me thinks they could recruit D.edue in Verdant Wind & Silver Snow after his chapter in the Empire

Aymr: If I could change anything about their canon, what would it be?

This will raise controversy because it involves I.ngrid and F.elix. Mainly I would add supports for those two that coincide with D.edue’s supports with them to further flesh them out, but it might make their fans mad? idk Dorrie’s fine as is

Loptyr: Have they ever had to fight each other? Why? How did it end?

If Pinafore isn’t in either of the 2 houses then they’re going to have to fight both of them at some point. Specifically Gronder Field. If they’re in the Black Eagles house, they can have a small pre-battle quote with D.edue by saying they’re protecting their loved ones in Enbarr, (though let’s be real the lad’s too bulky for a Bow Knight to take down) and with D.orothea they’ll comment how this is just like the operas the two would watch together

[khorosvein]

cindered shadows dlc is fun but unrealistic bc there is no way hubert and d.edue would have let e.d.elgard and dimitri out of their sights for that long

[mercysinned]

@asteracious  :  💘 What are the ways my muse says ‘I love you’ without actually saying it? for byleth!   //  sex & romance headcanons.

byleth does a lot of her communication via touch or gesture.  she’ll walk up and put her arms around their waist or if they’re sitting,  her hands on their shoulders,  or just a full on hug-from-behind.  she likes to hold hands and lean against her person.  lots of hugs once they reach that point.  once close enough with someone,  byleth is very much comfortable with touch and can definitely be touchy-feely about it.  and of course,  kisses.  gentle touches to their cheek/face.  in fact,  she’s probably more likely to say it this way instead of saying it out loud,  though if she’s with someone who needs to hear it out loud,  she’ll absolutely make the effort.  and it’s not that she never says it out loud....  it’s just more natural for her to physically go over and initiate touch.

she would also do tasks or errands that she knows need doing if her person is particularly stressed:  taking out the trash,  cleaning the kitchen,  organizing paperwork,  putting clothes away,  etc.  things no one likes doing that could really just make your day worse if you forget to do it. 

she’s not a cook on a.she / d.edue’s level,  though definitely not the worst either,  but she’d also try to make at least an attempt at their favorite dishes.  if she succeeds is another question,  but the point is she tried,  right?  byleth likes to be thoughtful and considerate and make their day easier where she can.

[lattehearted]

Not me doing the battle of e.agle and l.ion with every recruitable l.ion and two d.eer on my side