I'm never able to catch you when you ask for asks, so you don't have to answer this if you don't want. But as far as dimidue goes, I remember you once said you had a headcannon/outline of how dedue helps Dimitri escape the dungeon, if you want to share some of that? Or you have that one sleep headcannons post, and I was wondering what dedue's sleepwalking is like? No pressure to answer, have a good day!
hello! i've been sitting on this one for a while bc there's a lot and i wanted to keep the post readable
after dimitri's arrested, cornelia tries to have dedue killed. dedue realizes what's going on, and escapes into the castle's service levels before he can be caught. he knows the downstairs well (he takes his job of ensuring dimitri's safety seriously, thankyouverymuch) and has a few contacts down there, who help him hide and arrange a rescue plan
fhirdiad castle is on a cliff over a river. (i was SO pleased when Hopes made this canon.)
there's an old supply staircase up to the kitchens, cut into the cliffside. if dedue can get dimitri to the kitchens, they have a clear shot down to the loading dock
before the planned execution, dedue kills the executioner and takes his axe and uniform. this gets him into the prison to collect dimitri. dimitri is barely lucid -- he's been heavily drugged to keep him from struggling on the block.
things go south sooner than dedue had hoped, and they're caught on the stairs. dedue tells dimitri to run while he buys time. dimitri won't -- can't -- leave him, but he's unarmed and in no shape to fight.
dedue takes an axe full-force to the chest. his body goes over the side of the stairs, into the river.
dedue washes up near fhirdiad's docks, near a community of Duscur refugees. the medical factors that should have killed him -- that do, actually, he is medically dead when he's pulled out of the river -- combine such that he can be resuscitated. with the complications, it's months before he's on his feet again, but by all rights he shouldn't have pulled through at all.
dimitri wakes up in a trash heap, coated in blood and worse, knowing only that the one person he ever did any good is dead because of him. & we all know how that goes.
