#now Byleth Eisner Blaiddyd

[trinaenigma]

[veroni-woni]

Beats with rock

[rorah]

As they talk, Leraye seems to find a comfortable grip on the back of the horse and starts dragging it back and forth across the table, wood skidding on wood. 

"...Who was her father?" he asks slowly. "I don't know. I never got his name. We met at a tavern." "In Fhirdiad?"  "Hm...maybe?" Byleth says. Then, "Oh." "He was blond, I suppose?" Her eyes fixed on his, Byleth nods. "He was." "Caught up in his own troubles? Stumbled out afterwards without so much as asking for your name?" "Something like that," Byleth murmurs. She's pulled Leraye protectively into her lap, but she's watching him with curiosity. Interest.

A Closer Look by Ammeh LERAYE IS BACK 🙌 I am a big sucker for Long biblical fics but this 1.7 k words fic is so tasty and short I can eat up like candy anytime, anywhere, not much time invested and it's perfect. Living in my mind and heart since 2023 🫰. And of course, had to draw these scenes that has been haunting me since that year And tbh I am not done yet LOL I NEED TO DRAW MOOORE

Attaching the whole page to show the references used for this practice.

My original ideas were slightly different in color settings, but I went with the vibrant colors of the references in the end because i can't make bold decisions T__T (and also i love using EVERY COLOR / I struggle using a limited color pallet tbh C': ).

Check the first post here

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[sheikahwarriork]

prompt for childhood enemies dimileth!!!

When Byleth was 6 years old, and Jeralt left her in the care of an inkeeper while he was doing merc jobs, a traveling caravan of rich people arrived to the inn, and she heard an ugly rich bowlcut blonde baby say his dad was the strongest and could beat anybody's dad and she choose violence.

Someone had to put the bowlcut in his place and make him understand Jeralt was the strongest.

Dimitri didn't want to fight back for his crest until Byleth called him a wussy... which is a word the mercs used around her and she didn't know what it meant.

(she fondly recalls this story as the first time she won a fight)

(dimitri still has bite scars from the incident and was very scared of girls for a long time)

(gustave was worried sick a commoner kid got the crown prince rabbies)

(they haven't connected the dots)

(This is the same anon who hates Dimitri's hair)

(hello dear dimitri's hair hater anon, i loved this prompt a lot! i changed some little points in the narration, but the main plotis the one you wrote. i really hope you'll like this :3)

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Byleth was extremely bored. Jeralt— no, he said to call him dad— Dad ­­went to do some cool mercenary stuff he said were 'too dangerous' for Byleth to attend. How silly! She was perfectly capable of taking care of enemies. She had the best teacher in the world, after all; the Blade Breaker’s abilities were well known along all Fodlan.

Of course, she was still only six, while her father was… How many years old was Jeralt again? She realised she didn’t know exactly. Probably the same age all dads were. Like three-hundred years old or something like that.

Byleth frowned. Did she need to wait three-hundred years to become as powerful as Jeralt? No, it was too far away from now! The little girl stood up. She needed to go training now.

She went out the little inn where Jeralt— Dad left her some days ago, heading for that nice spot she found out the day before to train with her new super powerful sword. (Well, wood sword. After the last time Byleth tried to train by herself, she almost chopped her own leg, so Jeralt took precautions by giving her a weapon that 'woudn’t hurt his precious little girl'. How melodramatic! But he chose it precisely for her. It was special. She wasn’t gonna break it!)

Her wandering gaze stopped when she noticed some people a few meters from her. She frowned. A tall guy with dark hair and a younger blonde boy with an ugly bowlcut were talking under a tree, the very tree of her perfect nice training spot.

She frowned again. As people said, Byleth wasn’t… the best at social interactions. She didn’t like talking to people, especially strangers. And she hated when she had to. Like this moment. She needed those two to get out of her new special training spot. She needed to train! To become more powerful! Like, right now!

The urge to train was bigger than her despise for talking to strangers, so she got closer to the tree, holding hard her sword. Byleth repeated in her mind Jeralt— Dad’s lessons about how ‘not to be too scary with other people’. She had to act nice.

“Hi. Get out of my training spot”.

A greeting! Super nice. ‘Good job, me’, she thought, pleased with herself.

The taller boy looked at her with surprise, but his expression quickly changed in a smile. “Hello, you fellow warrior”, he said in a condescending tone, winking.

Ugh. That was one of the thing Byleth hated the most: grown-ups treating her like she was just a little child!

“Get out, I said! I need to train”, she said, pointing at her sword.

Bowlcut boy frowned. “But you’re too young to train by your own!”

“What?!” Byleth exclaimed to him, annoyed.

“Yes! My dad says children shouldn’t fight until they grow up. And you look almost my age! So, you can’t train”, Bowlcut boy explained, nodding.

Byleth crossed her arms. “It doesn’t make sense! My dad helps me train since I was… younger than you!”

Bowlcut boy looked troubled. “Why does you dad train you?”

“Because I want to become strong, and he’s the strongest mercenary of all Fodlan!”, Byleth said with a hint of pride.

Now Bowlcut boy looked annoyed. “That’s not true! My dad is the strongest one! Glenn, tell her!” he added, looking at the taller annoying guy.

Tall-annoying guy was watching at them holding a hand over his mouth as if he wanted to hide it, slightly shaking. Then he proceeded to burst into laughter, hitting the ground with his fist, without saying a thing.

Byleth frowned. What a weird guy.

Bowlcut boy frowned too, but apparently he decided to let the matter drop, as he looked at Byleth again. “My dad is stronger! He has big muscles, and he’s the only one that can use a super uper big powerful spear!” Then he looked down at Tall-annoying guy, who was still on the floor. “Glenn! Tell her!”

The guy tried to stop laughing, but miserably failed. “So… sorry, Dimitri… you’ll have to… deal with her yourself… PUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Byleth crossed her arms; then, she got an idea. “Let’s settle this with a fight. However wins, has the strongest dad!”

Bowlcut boy’s eyes widened. “N… no! I can’t! I’ll hurt you!”

Byleth was really annoyed now: how dared that little brat imply he could beat her?!

She lifted her sword, pointing at Bowlcut boy. “Prepare yourself!”

“Oh, fuck!” Tall-annoying guy stopped laughing and stood up between them. “Ok, party’s over. Let’s try to get along, shall we?”

Bowlcut boy sighed in relief. Byleth sticked her tongue out, looking at him. “Your dad’s just a… wussy!”

Byleth really liked the word ‘wussy’. The way it sounded was funny. She didn’t exactly know the meaning, but Jeralt’s mercenaries often used it when someone was arguing (usually when drinking that weird ‘grown-ups fruit juice’) with some other of the band, getting the latter very angry. And Byleth wanted to make Bowlcut boy angry.

And she succeded! Bowlcut boy’s eyes widened, and he proceeded to run towards her. Byleth was ready, and promptly dodged the boy. She grabbed his arm, and sinked her teeth in it.

The boy screamed in pain until Tall-annoying boy managed to pull him away. “Shit shit shit! What the hell is wrong with you two?!” he said in a high-pitched tone. Bowlcut boy started crying.

‘Pathetic’, Byleth thought.

“Okay, little girl, we’re leaving, but promise me you’ll stay away from Dimitri!” Tall-annoying guy said, while taking Bowlcut boy in his arms. “We’re leaving soon anyway, so forget about this and do not tell anyone!” he added, going inside the inn, without waiting for Byleth to respond. “Shit! I did tell Gustave I’m not a good babysitter…” she heard him muttering, while Bowlcut boy was still crying.

She looked at the now closed door for a few seconds more, then turned around. “Okay. Melee training for day: done. I should practice with my sword now…”

“You did what?!” Jeralt—Dad screamed in shock.

Byleth crossed her arms. “I bit him, I told you! He was saying some crap about you!”

Dad looked at her in disbelief, and then bursted into laughter.

‘Why is everyone laughing at me today?!’

“You… you bit him… you bit the… freaking… AHAHAHAHAHA!” Dad was laughing so hard he didn’t finish the phrase.

Byleth shrugged, deciding to let him be. ‘It’s not like I’m gonna ever see Bowlcut boy again…’

15 years later

Byleth didn’t know if she was getting better at reading people, or if Jeralt was acting strange more than usual. Since she told him she chose to lead the Blue Lion House, her father started to make a soft giggle everytime she mentioned the house-leader, Dimitri. It was getting annoying.

“Are you going to tell me why do you make that sound everytime I mention Dimitri, dad?!” she finally said one afternoon, while her and Jeralt were having tea in her room.

Jeralt smiled. “Ah! Never. But maybe, you’ll have your answer if you’ll ever see his arm… Summer is starting, after all…”

[naz-artz]

I have so many dimileth files just sitting in my folders, and I have such guilt over them, and I can't work on them this month because I want to clear out what I do have on my plate already(color wheel meme and...spicy posts). But that being said, having the immense pressure of an audience would help so

[ordinaryberry]

is destruction all we're worth, goddess?

[reneerosenqueen]

One of the illustrations I did for @fdimilethzine The leftover sale is currently ongoing. You can check out the leftover sale at Fdimilethzine(.)bigcartel(.)com ! The uncensored illustration is on Twitter. I drew the Illustration in July 2021.

[silversdragonemporium]

❛ i will protect you. it is my duty, knight or not. ❜

Ship: Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd/Byleth Eisner(female, though there is some confusion on Dimitri's part at first)

Prompt list

The Western Kingdom had risen in rebellion.

As usual, his uncle had done little more than just dither about uselessly, claiming neutrality. Dimitri was still a child, and wouldn’t have been able to do much. He despaired from his room, looking out into the city he had not been able to set foot on since the start of his regency.

That is… until someone managed to slip in through the chimney to his room. The soot-covered person was a child with short hair and… a sword?

“You’re Dimitri?” They asked, wiping their face with a rag that was also covered in soot. “I’m Byleth.”

“Byleth?” Dimitri asked. “What are you doing here? How did you even get in?”

“My dad’s band got hired to rescue and take you to some Lord Rodrigue guy,” said Byleth. “I was small enough to fit in through the chimney, but now we gotta fight our way out.” 

“You’re a mercenary?” Dimitri asked, unable to believe it. Byleth must have been around his age and yet he was already handling such a dangerous mission on his own!

“Don’t worry. I will protect you,” Byleth said, pressing a hand over his heart and bowing. “It is my duty, knight or not.”

“Why are you bowing like that?” Dimitri asked. He had never seen a boy bow like a girl. Girls bowed by pressing their hand over their heart. 

“Huh?” Byleth asked, staring at him with his large eyes.

“Men bow like this,” Dimitri then crossed his right hand over his side, the left behind his back and bowed at the waist.

“I’m not a boy,” said Byleth.

“Huh—?” Dimitri gaped.

“Anyway, take this,” Byleth handed him an iron sword. “We gotta sneak out without getting noticed, but if we do get noticed, we’ll need to fight and run as fast as we can. Let’s go.”

With his heart leaping to his throat, Dimitri took the sword she offered him.

[mysterynoel]

12 Days of Ficmas Day 4 - [REDACTED] Treat 2022

Title: TBD

Fandom: Fire Emblem: Three Houses

Ship: Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd / Female My Unit | Byleth Eisner

First Worked On: November 2022

Last Worked On: January 2023

On the afternoon of the eighteenth, just as Dimitri was sending a photo of his lunch to Dedue as proof he was eating, he heard a knock on the door. Answering it, he found a woman who looked vaguely familiar: Byleth.

She gave a small wave. “Hi, I’m Byleth Eisner, the RA on duty for the Blue Lion.”

“I’m Dimitri Blaiddyd.”

“We’ve met before, right?”

“Once or twice, but we really didn’t speak.”

“I thought so.” She unfolded a piece of paper that he recognized as the sign-up sheet. “According to the sheet, you’ll be the only person staying here during the break.”

“Shouldn’t there have been students from the residence hall moving in here?”

“There should have been, but there weren’t that many students staying. To add onto that, the Ashen Wolf has more than a couple of students graduating this weekend. That complex will be hosting the majority of them.”

“I suppose that makes sense.”

“If you have any questions or need anything, I’m in room 406. You can also text me. Do you have my number?”

“I don’t think I do.”

She took out her phone and unlocked it before handing it to him, the messaging app opened. “Can you put your number here?”

He typed it in and handed it back to her.

She typed something and put her phone away, his phone dinging not even a moment later.

Looking at the screen, he saw the new message with the sender name “Maybe: Byleth.” Hey, it’s Byleth. :)

“Now you have my number. Let me know if you need anything.”

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Forevermore

Dimileth week day 4 Wedding.

@dimilethweek

I got sleep when I was going to put this so now I'm late one day haha.

Words: Dunno bro 1500 or something

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This was the day, a Day Fodlan had been waiting for a long time beside the end of war, the day the church and the kingdom will unite, the day where King Dimitri and Archbishop Byleth will marry finally! There was celebration outside and inside the castle, many people were celebrating, after a year and a half from the war ending the joyous couple will be together, everyone was waiting for this day, there were some who even needed this day to happen finally. Besides the people close to them both. But now, right now in a room very far away from the Archbishop was the king going from one side to another in the same direction.

"Calm down, it's nothing to be worried about"

"Calm down?! This is the most important day of my life I can't calm down!" Dimitri was trembling.

"Two days ago you needed the wedding to happen already you say 'i want to marry her already, I can't wait anymore!'" Sylvain Smirked

"I know I said that...but now it's real!"

Felix sighed.

"Oh I know! I could calm the ambient in the wedding!"

Both Dimitri and Felix looked at him.

"Really?"

"Of course that's what friends are for!"

Felix got a brown up.

"And how do you plan to do it?"

"Ah that's easy, when Rhea ask if someone wants to object I could just say anything coming to my mind"

Dimitri stopped his back to both Sylvain and Felix, he then turned around with a smile and go to Sylvain, took his shoulder still smiling and then opened his eye.

"Sylvain, if you as much try to object, joke or not I will Stab you with Areadbhar and let your body tangling in the front part of the church for everyone to see your body dying slowly, do you understand?"

Silence. And suddenly Sylvain feel pain on his shoulder, the one Dimitri took.

"I said, do. You. Understand?"

"Y-yes..."

Dimitri got away smiling

"Great"

Then there was a knock in the door.

And Dedue entered.

"His majesty, it's ready" his heart beat fast, it was time.

"Well Dimitri let's go, the sooner you get there the sooner you'll be married" At least Sylvain tried to sound relaxed. But at the very least Dimitri oblige and go to the outside, soon he was in the aisle.

Waiting, together with Rhea and at his back Sylvain and Felix.

he looked at Rhea She had her old clothes of archbishop, this was the last time she'll use it, She said it's like a wedding gift to them, beside the fact she's marrying them.

He looked at all the people here, his friends and Classmates, Professors and important people, Byleth's Gatekeeper friend, even Claude was there, looking at him he gave a thumps up smiling, why was he like that? Dimitri will never know...

And then he looked at the very end of the room, in a corner there was nothing special about it... But suddenly he remembered her... Her red cape her horns, her white hair and now she was looking at him with disdain. He couldn't heard anything beside her now.

"How lucky aren't you?"

Not now...

"Being happy after killing so many people"

Stop.

"Does the Professor even deserve someone like you?"

Stop....

"She dese-"

But he felt someone touching his shoulder, he looked and Dedue was there.

"Your Majesty"

Dimitri was surprised to see him, he said that he was going to abstain from being close so he could protect them both from anything.

"This is a happy day, please abstain from having bad thoughts today"

He relaxed, it was true... He smiled.

"Thank you Dedue"

He nodded and go back to his place in the entrance from where Dimitri came.

He was right, happy day, happy day! He was going to marry, to the woman of his dreams and love of his life.

Suddenly he heard the piano playing

Then the doors opened and Dimitri looked at them, there she was with that dress.. and that bouquet, and and her smile... She was an angel, she IS an angel he couldn't get the sight out of her, she looked so beautiful, the most beautiful sight his eye had fall upon, he was in a trance just for looking at her.

"Close your mouth you're drooling"

He heard Felix and did so.

She was finally in front of him Smiling as she never have done before, a pure, beautiful smile, all for him, all because of him. That smile it belonged to him.

He heard Rhea start talking about Joy and Goddess and other stuff, but he couldn't get his sight off Byleth, she was the Goddess.. quite literally, almost a week before she told him all she had done and how could she do it, her power, Sothis, her mother, her relationship with Rhea, no secrets, it's marriage after all, Trust is important.

And he thought he couldn't love her more than he did already that day he was wrong, all she lived to see the best future....

Why is taking so long for Rhea to end the speech? He wants to kiss her already...

"Do you, Byleth Eisner Accept Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd

to be your husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in heath, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself solely unto him for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do"

Just two words made him so happy...

"And you, Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd do you take Byleth Eisner to be your wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in heath, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself solely unto her for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do" probably a bit to fast but, heck it was his wedding, only wedding.

"Very well"

She stopped for a moment and now looked at the entire church

"if anyone can show just a cause why this couple cannot lawfully be joined together in holy matrimony, let them speak now or forever hold their peace"

Dimitri slowly and menacing looked behind him, and directed his sight at Sylvain who looked like he was going to say something but saw him and retracted his hand, looking away.

Dimitri looked at Byleth again, she was giggling under the veil and it was beautiful.

"Good, then, by the power the goddess bestowed upon me!"

Quite literally too...

"I declare you Husband and wife"

Finally!

"You can kiss the bride"

She didn't have to finish, Dimitri already got the veil up and kiss His wife as deeply as his heart could let him taking her face, wife... Wife! She was his wife now! For eternity, the rest of their lives.

After a while he finally separate, he was so concentrated in the kiss he didn't heard all the people clapping and celebrating at their side.

She took his hands softly.

"I love you" she smiled looking at his eye.

"I love you too beloved"

He felt peace.

Then the dinner came, everyone was talking and many came to them both giving congratulations and such

Claude then was in the center of the room, how he got the attention of all the room he would never know.

"I propose a toast!"

Then made his drink go to both him and Byleth

"For the Professor and Dimitri, to have an everlasting joy together!"

"Cheers!" Dimitri had a bit of a blush on his face while Byleth just happily took his hand below the table.

And then Sylvain got up.

"Well my friends as every wedding goes, there has to be a story about something. And I'm the best candidate to give an embarrassing story!"

"Goddess no..." Dimitri put his head on his hand.

"When Dimitri and all of us were on the academy, one day on his room"

"Oh no please...."

He covered his face with his hands and Byleth took his arm softly

"We were studying for the next exam the professor was going to do to us"

"This is worse than I thought..." She smiled

"And we were looking at some heights for weapons"

"My love please don't think less of me" Dimitri told her.

"Less of you?" She asked

"AND he said and i Quote, 'this is the same ... As professor's Breas-' he didn't finish but we know what he was talking about.

The room bursted in laughs from everywhere.

Dimitri covered himself deeper and looked through one finger at Byleth who was smiling at him.

"You're not mad?"

"Well it shows just how much you looked at me... Not so sweetly but at me nonetheless"

He smiled.

"Thanks beloved"

She keep her smile and took his hand again.

"Now my turn" he looked up looking at Felix who was smirking evingly.

"When we were childs"

"Oh no..."

All night was full of embarrassing stories about Dimitri, no one had one of Byleth except that time she fell on mud at middle of a lecture in the outside of the Blue Lions Classroom. But no one talks about that moment, no one, it's like a never told rule to never say it.

Dimitri looked his beautiful, kind, cute, voluptuous Wife... His wife!

Only his.

He put their foreheads together

"My love"

"Yes Dimitri?"

"Now our life's are together" Forevermore.

[earnono]

I love M!Dimileth 💙💚💙💚💙💚

[magicalsketchy]

All shop orders for the foreseeable future will get this dimileth illustration as a mini print (5.5x8.5) ♥♥♥♥

[sheikahwarriork]

new dimileth fic just dropped!

hello. yes i did it. the first chapter of my long dimileth fic is out. hope you'll like it!

[7er1ch0]

I did the same thing again and played two games right after another and my brain went "wow wonder how hard it would be to design the sword of the creator as a keyblade" and the next thing I know, I have a whole au...