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Gwyllgi's grip by Blaiddyd_Queso
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
09 Aug 2025
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Crests and pure bloodlines. They aren’t that different, and suffer from the same trivial problems. Dimitri finishes his bath until the water turns cold. He takes a slow walk towards his dormitory; enjoying the full moon that now blesses the whole monastery.
The chill of the night penetrated his bones, reiterating the pain of his old scars and insecurities as he held a candle in hand as his only guidance.
Of course, he stops at meeting with the professor sitting at her room’s doorsteps. She's quiet and inmoving as a gargoyle, beautiful and holy as the saint statues that sleep in the cathedral.
Her head slowly turns at him, with alert ears and devouring blue eyes that host nothing but his existence. He feels small against the presence of Gwyllgi's heir, even if the thought shames him. His friends may not be so mistaken, but what they fail to understand is that he doesn't care.
Being devoured by her would be the greatest honor, the loveliest way of dying.
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Azure Moon reimagining with everyone as human-animal hybrids. -
Dreams in the Rain by Lunafox90
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
03 May 2021
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Dimitri is at odds with how much more he wants from Byleth. She's willing to give him everything, but how much can a beast give in return? When the rain pours and she offers an outstretched hand, he realizes how much he truly needs to atone for.
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- Part 2 of Dreams of a brighter future
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Don't make me beg for it by Blaiddyd_Queso
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
30 Apr 2021
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“There are certain things that I must accomplish, even if that means risking my life. I may not even have a future to promise to someone.” With a hand over his heart, he apologizes and explains the reason for his actions— deep down, he feels this explanation is more a reminder to himself. Her expression goes neutral anew, accompanied by the ever-silencing patience that she offers.
It’s hard not to find her charming, even within this heartache.
A small chuckle escapes him, “We should head back soon. It’s rude of me to keep you all to myself.”
He steps closer and courteously offers an arm, “Shall we, professor?”
Her expression proves to be difficult to read. Her eyes avert from his for a split second, “My existence as a mercenary made discerning people at first glance a skill of survival.” Byleth says monotone before staring at him, defiantly, “You’re lying, Dimitri.”
--The eve of the ball leaves Dimitri and Byleth with pent up emotions. During a private training drill, everything flows out between them. There are truths that cannot be hidden forever.