nebulove 💘🌬️💝

the first time it happens they're probably not even together and dimitri is extremely wat. meanwhile felix hasn't been able to stop thinking about it so he just does it on sheer horny reflex. but they're still repairing their relationship and maybe felix is making a friendly overture!

Felix getting suplexed onto the floor by Dimitri's meety thighs (FE3H - Felix x Dimitri)

#2026dimilixweek Dimitri's thighs (Felix x Dimitri)

Say goodbye to this year with Felix's suffering (?)

Dimilix Week. Feb 14-21, 2026. Designed to look like a textured napkin with scalloped edges, with two red hearts and scribbled "Day 3". The prompts are: -A King's Duty -Dimitri's Thighs -Comment on any past Dimilix work.

Happy Day 3 of Dimilix Week!

We hope you're having a great #Dimilix time! There's been so many incredible works shared—please remember to let creators know how much you appreciate them!

A mostly naked Dimitri (torso and legs) with his pants sliding down his shins. He is sitting down and leaning back. Felix's gloved hand is sliding up Dimitri's thigh. Based loosely on their Hopes models. The lighting suggests they're in a tent.

"As your new right-hand man, my first act is to haul my restless king back to bed where he belongs." — #Dimilix A support, Three Hopes

Happy #2026DimilixWeek!

#2026dimilixweek: a king’s duty

POSTBELLUM
gansai graphite charcoal on paper

imagining a post-AM bad end. dimitri being completely hollowed out by his duty. felix getting better by caring for him. felix getting worse by falling into this position. they became poor co-dependent mimeos of themselves

my dimileth exchange gift made me cry!! you should read it archiveofourown.org/works/79112366

also if the person is a close friend and they're doing something that's upsetting you...don't just mute them. talk to them

i might delete this post but can i just say for one brief moment that if you have a problem with someone: communicate that.

don't air your grievance to a fast-moving social media timeline and expect the person to catch on. no one is online 24/7. be an adult and communicate with other people.

完全なる身内ネタですが、カスのグ□ンダ一ズの会戦図です

felix shoving pages of his unwritten books into his mouth and chewing viciously

a woman is laying in a bed with a blanket on her head . ALT: a woman is laying in a bed with a blanket on her head .

oh god

Felix used to consider irony a mark of idleness: no one who had anything better to do would sit around constructing a story about themself, retelling it for no audience. Now there isn't enough work in the day for him to steer clear of dramatization. The hill that Fhirdiad castle sits upon was shorn in half by an earthquake nearly half a century ago and took most of the castle down with it. Claude's rule was new then, and resources were too scarce to bother saving a palace that would never again house a living king. Felix arrived shortly thereafter, pushing against the exodus of the surviving residents of the castle town. His first weeks in the remains of Castle Fhirdiad were spent digging out the royal crypt. No way to tell what was left intact. The memory of it is sharp still. The work tore all the fingernails from both his hands. He slept with dust in his mouth and beneath his eyelids for the better part of a moon. When at last he uncovered the engraved marble slab marking Dimitri's grave, he lost all feeling in his legs for a time. When he could stand again his torch had gone out. He'd have been lost, in the Fhirdiad of his childhood; as it was, he made it back out into the waning sunlight only because the path he'd dug was too narrow to stray.

pig peeking out of a hole emoji, plus alt text continued: Now all the pathways are clear and Felix's back is bent with toil. In his younger days he'd have to fend off grave robbers now and again, and it punctuated things nicely. No one's come in years. He expects this is because no one really speaks of the Blaiddyds anymore. What is to him a memory is to other people history: easy to tune out, and with little bearing on their lives. He isn't sure stories are worth much more, but they are the last thing he has to his name. In one unwritten volume is everything he's forgotten ever saying to Dimitri, but knows he must have said—the babble and arguments of children, of mindless hours spent alongside one another—and the second, slimmer volume, worn with recitation, is what he recalls of their time together. Become a gravekeeper, he'd told Dimitri once. He laughs, touching his hand to the memory like a stone in his pocket, and the walls of the crypt hand his voice back to him doubled: the way he felt he was once, back when his heart walked around outside him, and to serve him was to serve them both—to fail them, he has since found, is the same.

little thing for day 2 of #2026dimilixweek - absence makes the heart grow [_____]. second image is for the spillover alt text and is only related if you want it to be

a screenshot showing: - reposts of "pronouncing mustache like headache" - likes of "pronouncing headache like mustache"

wake up homie, new culture war just dropped

“Inventing the Renaissance” is having another $3.99 ebook sale. I think this one is Uk/Canada/AU/NZ too! If bit, that sale is coming in a couple days.

The Vasari corridor bending around the Mannelli tower, whose tall stone edifice blocks its otherwise gentle descent. Last week my story about this building made it a celebration of resistance against conquerors, as the bend in the corridor shows the citizens of the city defying the tyrant who wanted to blast his corridor through the ancient tower that was the birthright of an old respected family, and was forced to go around, leaving this bend which has stood ever since as a symbol of resistance against the tyrant. From the inside, it's a super awkward narrow twisty space where you have to turn, and anyone with a walker or a scooter struggles to make the turns. Looks very different depending on your point of view, literally and figuratively!

“Inventing the Renaissance” is a history of histories of this (not so) golden age. Much of making history is simply adding new POVs to the braid as historians ask new & more diverse questions w/ each generation. I hope you’ll enjoy my effort to show the process at work! 25/25 https://buff.ly/4j6qkoS

a photo of quinn hughes in mirrored sunglasses with the caption "as the people say, i'm usually seeing ghosts."

ftr today quinn told the media that he knows everyone thinks he's haunted

a photo of quinn hughes in mirrored sunglasses with the caption "as the people say, i'm usually seeing ghosts." quinn hughes' face has been overlaid with pre-gronder timeskip dimitri's portrait

does anyone love both quinn hughes and dimitri alexandre blaiddyd other than me

thank u bb....🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂

it might just be a little blood from the sore spot! maybe you accidentally bit it or something

also have kind of a bitter thought but it is neither helpful or necessary or kind so i'm just gonna keep it quiet but also...there's a little bit of bitterness

AND!!! All of this dovetails into broader conversations about how autism is a disorder b/c of the traits and reactions that autistic people have to the world, stressors, other people make OTHERS uncomfortable and distressed. We don't behave "properly" and we're always the bad guys for it.

i think i've become bad at talking to people in dms or one on one on disc or wherever and i feel like it has meant i just don't have many close friends anymore. and it sucks

feeling very lonely as of late honestly

ohhh beautiful!

a tattoo of the lance of ruin on my forearm, in a woodcut illustrative style

a mirror selfie of the tattoo

my lance of ruin tattoo by lemat.tattoos on instagram!! i love it so much :')

sad about the friends i've drifted away from...i miss having inside jokes with people...

おディミのらくがき

(seeing all my figure skating mutuals posting "let's all die") something happened

BLUESKY, DISCORD AND ITS ALTERNATIVES, YOUR ART SITES, YOUR ADULT SITES, FANFICTION

ALL OF IT DIES WITHOUT SECTION 230 GET CALLING

#savespeech #stopcensorship #section230 #defendsection230 #defends230