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muffinsin · 4 months

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Hello, good morning/afternoon/night. The anon tired of all the horny bottoms here. A request with alpha reader being the only unmated alpha in the castle, that tries really hard to keep instincts/lust in check, around others maids? No problem, but the dimisisters are a whole other thing.

Everytime Bela ask for her assistance with her paperwork she wants to spoil her and make her feel good because the poor thing looks and smells so stressed (and delicious)

When see Cassandra being a nuisance and all mighty she wants to bend her against the closest table and fuck her, choke her, bite her just using her like a stress doll.

Go along with Daniela flirty remarks just to make her cockwarming while reading a book and not moving at all until she promise to be good and stop teasing her while working, then absolute wrecking her.

Bonus: the dimitrescu palming their back because their plan worked and now they need to convince alcina of not killing you.

I will very thankful for that buddy, pal fella.

I can’t blame you at all! Loving some sub dimis!😚🙌 Bela’s part alone got a LOT longer than I expected, so I’ll need to split this into 3 separate posts to avoid tumblr f*cking me over! XD links to those two parts are (once published) at the bottom of this post!

Let’s get into it! ;)

Masterlist 1

Masterlist 2

You groan silently into the pillow between your teeth, head thrown back as you work your own hand around your cock. You’re painfully hard and ache for relief.

Relief, which you can only get temporarily no matter how hard you try.

A blonde, a brunette and a redhead are all that are on your mind, and it’s as if each day you spend at the castle, it is harder to control your own thoughts and urges. Your body screams at you to claim the three, to use and fuck them hard, to utterly take them for yourself.

And it’s getting harder and harder to deny yourself this urge. This need.

The three omegas are all delicious and exquisite in their own ways, and all equally challenge you to keep from grabbing and claiming them. You’re an alpha- you’re meant to claim!

Of course, you’re not exactly supposed to claim them. Even should you manage to get your hands on the three seductresses, you are sure you will be executed by their mother within moments after. It’s not exactly as though you picture the overprotective mother to be fond of an alpha of relatively low status, a mere servant, defiling and claiming her precious omega daughters.

Yet you fantasize daily, your hand wrapped around your pulsing cock as you think of them.

Bela’s sweet lips wrapped around you, her stress and paperwork forgotten. Instead, the hard working blonde turned into your little office pet as you relieve her of some of her tasks- the only one on her mind, to suck you off and behave like a good girl for you.

Her skin looks soft from what you can tell- pale and slightly pink at places like her nose or neck.

You wonder if her pussy is equally pink for you, soft and wet. Is she sensitive? You like to think so, based on the few times she has whimpered and moaned softly from your fingers massaging her tense shoulders.

Cassandra, her pussy wrapped around you a she is made to take the harsh treatment you offer her, legs spread and breasts squeezed like stress balls. The mighty and stuck up huntress turned into nothing but a fancy sex doll for you, made to take all the cum you so desperately want to pump inside of her.

Bent over and used, ass spanked and groped, her holes used and stuffed by your large cock. She’d make such a good toy for you, brought from her high chair and all her brattiness and entitlement fucked out of her.

It’s time someone teaches the woman some humbleness and manners, respect and basic courtesy, you think. Clearly, this someone must be you.

And sweet little Daniela, overly flirty with you, teasing you senselessly. Her pointed fingertip caressing your chest, even daring to tip to your inner thigh. Her thick ass brushing against you when she bends in front of you on purpose…

The woman is such a tease, you simply must teach her some manners and discipline her for this. Bring the impatient little brat down to earth, use and fill her as she so desperately seems to want.

You groan again as you cum, a fine layer of sweat covering you. You have no idea how much longer you can stand this unfair torture that is denial.

Bela

Your eyes set on the eldest daughter of Alcina Dimitrescu as she works eagerly, her back straight, her eyes focused on the task she faces. You can practically smell how exhausted the poor woman is, yet she keeps working. Stress surrounds the sweet blonde, mixing with the pheromones she emits. You wish for nothing more than to claim and offer relief to her, protect and comfort, love and dominate her.

She pulls her hair to the side then, having smelled you come in. A clear sign for you to get your hands on her tense shoulders, as you have multiple times in the past few days.

She moans softly at your hands on her shoulders, massaging and kneading her skin yet again. You feel your reactions to her seductive sounds, but do your best to ignore them.

Silently, you’re thankful the woman isn’t facing you, so that she cannot take notice of the obvious bulge between your legs and your hard nipples.

“You’re so tense, Milady”, you speak breathlessly. She hums, eyes closed as she leans her head back gently. You resist the urge to drag your tongue along her throat and place kisses and marks along the way, yet eye the skin eagerly. She looks so soft for you.

“Work has been piling recently”, she answers simply. Still, you hear the exhaustion in her voice. The poor thing needs a break, desperately.

“May I suggest drawing you a bath, Lady Bela?”, you can’t help but ask. She looks up at you, as though considering this. For a moment she fidgets with the pencil in her hand, then hums, agreeing to your proposal at last.

The stunning blonde straightens up again when you take your hands from her shoulders and head to the attached bath chamber.

Upon looking in the mirror, you notice your flushed face. Her little moans and whimpers really do a number on you…

For a moment you consider taking care of your problem between her legs. She’s focused back on her work, doesn’t even spare a glance in your direction as she focuses so hard.

For a moment this makes you smile; she is such a good girl, really. You want nothing but to take her for yourself, shower her with love and spoil the already quite entitled woman further.

Your cock aches beneath your uniform, as though demanding your attention.

You groan quietly in frustration as you turn the faucet at the bathtub, allowing warm water to fill in. Next, you add soap and oils, even light a candle in the room. She still doesn’t glance in your direction, though you hear her hum happily at the smell of fine candles and expensive oils.

Another sudden ache between your legs has you lean against the wall, just out of view for her. You can’t help but reach under your uniform and grip yourself tightly, then stroke. You need to make this fast…

You bite your lip to stifle your own noises and pants, and arch your back slightly when within minutes you manage to feel your orgasm bubbling up within you.

The water in the tub is nearly completely filling it.

Again, you think of Bela’s little moans, her tiny gasps and whimpers when you knead her tense shoulders and work on removing each aching knot in her.

You ache to walk into the other room and pull her flush against you, your cock in her. You wonder, what beautiful sounds can you draw from the sweet blonde?

Would she also gasp from having your thick head push inside of her?

Moan when you thrust, and when you speed up?

Shriek when you find her G-Spot and bring her so much pleasure?

A little lost in your own world, you barely notice the water rising up.

Nor do you hear Bela sniffing the air from the other room and pressing her legs together at the aroma partly hidden by the scent of candles and oil.

Your grit your teeth when your pleasure is short lived, and you are forced to stop yourself mere moments away from orgasm, instead quickly readjust your clothing and stop the water from filling the nearly overflowing tub.

Just as you wash your hands, Bela walks in, her eyes set on you, a tongue darting out to lick her lips.

You’re still hard as a rock, although are thankful this is hidden by the sink you’re leaning against.

“Undress me, maid”, she commands softly, lifting her hair and turning around for you. You gulp as you step close to her, hands trembling slightly when you undo her corset.

She smells so good, and you’re completely exposed to the sweet omega pheromones emitting from her this close up. You grip her corset tightly as you take it off, forcing yourself to stay focused.

Next is the zipper of her dress; with slightly trembling fingers you manage to pull it down, revealing the smooth, pale skin of her back. You gasp when she turns around, golden eyes set on you. She looks desperate, almost.

“Bring me my wine glass?”, she asks, rather than commands. You gulp- you’re painfully aware of her thigh against your bulge. “Yes, Milady”- you’re happy about any excuse to move away from her as it gets harder and harder to control yourself.

Yet, when you return with the glass, you nearly have a heart attack at the image in front of you.

Bela in the tub, soap bubbles barely covering her. A slim arm hanging out the tub, gentle, soft fingers dangling in the air. Her head leaned back, her eyes closed. Her neck exposed.

You bite your lip. When she hears you walk close to her, golden eyes open.

She hums when you tip the glass to her lips. “Mhmm, this is relaxing”, she moans. You feel your cock twitch between your legs and can’t help but grind them forwards slightly.

She hums when your hands set back on her shoulders. You can’t help but touch a little more than you should, exploring her neck and collarbone. Bela shivers as she notices you lean close and inhale.

Your head spins with her scent surrounding you. Every instinct in you is urging you to claim the omega in front of you. Each second becomes an unbearable, seemingly futile fight.

She’s naked, right in front of you, ripe for the taking.

Bela gasps when she feels your hand sliding down into the water, just above her chest, and your nose brush against her neck. Slim thighs press together underwater.

You can’t hold back and are tired of doing so for this long.

“You’re beautiful, sweet omega”, you hum. Bela gasps at this, suddenly overly aware of your status as an alpha. She smells your scent and pheromones all around her and feels your warm hand sliding up and down against her skin, not yet taking her, but certainly implying you’re close to doing so.

She gasps when your warm tongue drags against her neck, where the scent is the strongest. With a whimper and low moan, the submissive woman tips her head to the side. You can no longer hold back.

Bela grips the tub’s edges tightly when she feels your teeth dig into her, a claiming mark set on her and signalling the passionate and deep connection between an alpha and omega. Her back is arched and her thighs press together even tighter.

She feels so warm and your head spins as she moans your name breathlessly.

“I-mhmmm, yes!”, she gasps, feeling your hand fully dive under the water surface and cup her left breast. You feel her hard nipple between your fingertips.

“You’re all mine, my precious omega”, you whisper possessively against her neck. She’s blushing, and the submissive woman nods quickly. “Yes, my alpha”, she answers breathlessly when you squeeze her breast.

Bela gasps your name when you lick up against her neck again, feeling the claiming bite beneath your wet muscle. She feels much more connected to you, and as though her senses are on fire.

She turns her head, eying the bulge in your uniform, and smirks excitedly. Too long has she too deprived herself of you, sneaking glances and moaning softly whenever you’ve had your hands on her. Oh, how the poor omega has waited and ached for you to claim her.

Your other hand slides down and cups her other breast. Bela moans sweetly for you.

Upon feeling light fingertips against your covered crotch, you groan. She’s eager for you, just as you are for her.

“Let me help you”, she whispers, golden eyes looking up at you. You can’t deny her offer, eagerly undress and relish in her small gasp when your large cock slaps against her face. “Open up that pretty mouth, Bela”. It’s the first time you’ve said her name like this, with no formality. It feels right, to both of you.

The blonde does so with gusto, yet shrieks in surprise when you push yourself down her throat eagerly, stuffing it and denying her air lest she breathes through her nose. Golden eyes water at the size of the dick in her mouth- it has you feel pride bloom in your chest.

Then, the blonde feels you lean down more, your fingertip brushing against her thigh. She pulls them open, the water warm against her throbbing pussy. When your fingers rest on her clit, you feel and hear her moan around you, her eyes shutting again.

With slow thrusts into the beauty’s warm mouth, you begin to circle your finger around her clit. Bela’s warm and soft beneath your skin, her nipples hard and fingers gripping the tub.

“You’re a good girl, aren’t you, Bela?”, you coo. She gags as she attempts to answer and you chuckle.

“Good girl, you’re taking me so well”, you moan. You’re getting close already, riled up from your own stunt just before the bath.

With hungry eyes you watch as her throat bulges a little when you push yourself deep in her mouth, tears running down her cheek as she gags for you. “You’re perfect, my beautiful girl”, you whisper. She moans and whimpers at this, hips bucking up.

“What’s that? Do you like that, Bela?”

She feels you pull out her mouth for a moment to trace her thick, wet lips with your tip, then push yourself back inside. She gags and whimpers yet again, eyes pressing shut as your full balls keep slapping against her face. She wants to be taken and bred by you so badly.

Bela squirms when you keep targeting her sensitive clit, her legs slung over the side of the bathtub. You don’t care about the mess it creates, the wetness on the floor tiles.

All you can focus on is her heaving chest and little moans and whimpers, her gags and flushed face.

You manage to have it go on a little longer, your hips thrusting forth and back, your head thrown back, yet it’s a futile fight when you’re feeling this close.

Feeling her cum and squirt from the treatment of her clit, you finally allow yourself to let go too.

Bela gasps the moment you slip out her mouth and cover her chin and chest in cum, some even landing on her cheek. She giggles at this, and with hooded eyes you watch as she swipes it off with her finger, then sucks it into her mouth. The blonde is a lot naughtier than you originally expected her to be…

The submissive blonde rises on shaky legs when you pull her out the tub and shrieks adorably in surprise when she is instead pushed up on the sink.

When you stand between her thighs, she wraps them around you eagerly. “You’re breathtaking”, you praise, hands exploring her body, lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss. She moans against your mouth, hips rising slightly.

“Please, I-need-“, you shush her with your lips, feeling her hum against them. You know just what your little omega wants from you, and you’re not about to deny the beauty nor yourself.

Bela reaches down eagerly, her index and middle finger spreading her southern lips erotically as you push yourself inside of her.

She’s quite tight around you, and warm, and so very wet. Her eyes roll to the back of her head upon feeling you inside, the feeling of a cock filling her a rare one. You’re not surprised, given her Mother’s distaste of men.

Bela gasps when she feels your lips around her nipple, kissing and licking lightly as you begin thrusting your hips. Golden eyes flutter close again as she leans her head back against the wall and tangles her hand in your hair.

“Y-Yes! A-AAh!”

“Go-oood!”

“A-AH! AH! More!”

Your hips pick up their pace with each of her breathlessly spoken phrases, until you hold her hips tightly and thrust up into her, using her cunt almost like a fleshlight for your cock. Bela’s a mere moaning mess for you.

“Yes! Yes! More!”, she screams, moans and shrieks tumbling from her wet lips.

She twitches in your arms when you angle yourself differently, hitting the most sensitive spot inside of her with each deep thrust. She’s gripping you so tight, you can’t wait to fill your beautiful new omega up.

“You fe-feel s-so goood…!”, she slurs out, her breasts bouncing with each thrust inside of her.

You grab a fistful of her blonde hair, admiring how in the light it almost seems like a golden halo surrounding her.

Bela gasps when she is pulled to you by her hair, your lips brushing against hers yet again.

“Do you want to be bred, little omega?”, you ask, nearly out of breath and trembling as you hold back from cumming in her already. You want the sweet blonde to cum first.

Bela arches her back when you rub her clit yet again, the little bundle of nerves warm and sensitive below your thumb. Her legs start shaking in no time.

She nods quickly to answer your question, tongue darting out to lick your lips. “I need it in me..!”, she answers, her hips bucking helplessly at the pleasure she receives.

She’s so sensitive after her orgasm, something you’ve noticed as you lifted her out the tub.

“Ple-Ah! AH! A-AAH!”, she gasps and moans with every thrust made into her and stimulating her.

At last, you feel her cum, tight pussy gripping your cock as you too orgasm and shoot thick ropes of warm cum inside her slightly stretched cunt.

[…]

At last, you’re finished with the blonde, her naked body pressed against yours in her bed, her chest rising and falling evenly as she sleeps.

Lovingly, you trace the mark left on her neck.

Cassandra’s part, once out, will be linked: HERE

Daniela’s part, once out, will be linked: HERE

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu x reader #resident evil village

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fantasy-relax · 2 months

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BLAME @crispyfriedchikem

Seriously, Are you surprised? What did you expect from Cassandra Dimitrescu, resident diva, a playgirl with insurmountable infamy? You should accept the fact that she simply used you like the others behind you.

But she had never done for others what she did for you, she had never shown the affection she showed you, Cassandra was not cruel enough to tell you that she loved you and that she would be with you always, only to go away in search of fame and glory.

Right?

At least in the first two weeks you two will call each other, you will stay awake just to share some words with her even if you talked only about her, her roles and new works. But things started to get rocky with her chaotic routine.

"Sorry my star, too busy call you later! "

"oh, you were sleeping sorry love"

"I'm had to practice for my Audition call you later!"

Everything explode it one day that you called in the middle of the day forgetting that she was in rehearsals

"YOU INTERRUPTED MY REHEARSAL, DON'T CALL ME I WILL CALL YOU WHEN I CAN"

You stopped calling.

Your messages were read and sometimes she will answer.

But barely a month since she was gone she stopped. After three months without messages, without calls, without a signal you are a mess.

Most of the time you are in your room with your phone in hand waiting for her to remember you. The old texts that you had from her mock you mercilessly.

"Don't worry, my star, I take you with me and I leave my heart with you"

At least that was true.

She took everything from you and left the love she gave you wrapped around you like a chain around your neck.

Daniela and Angie, concerned about your mental state, first tried to distract you with alcohol and parties.

You were drinking for two weeks, neglecting your classes and grades, when you ended up in a fight with buttercup after she made a comment about your relationship with the actress, it was very clear that it was not the best way to cheer you up.

Nights of partying turned into nights of movies and video games, it helped but in the day all you did was to think about your girlfriend.

"Why don't you join a club or get a part-time job?" Daniela had commented while she was choosing which movie to watch. "Busy hands, busy mind and all that."

"Oh! My aunt donna has a flower shop you can work with her!" Angie exclaimed as she served the slightly burnt popcorn onto a plate. "She's outside the campus but she's not too far away."

You thought about it, a job wouldn't be bad but being so close to flowers would make you remember Cassandra after all that was the reason you avoided going to the cafeteria and Elena, too many memories.

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The day that you were planning to visit the clubs you ran into a familiar blonde walking with her arms full of books and papers.

Bela Dimitrescu, the resident workaholic and the older sister of Daniela and Cassandra.

Seeing how the amount of her workload was blinding her you offered a hand.

"Let me help you"

"I don't need it"

"I insist"

"Are you deaf I-"

Everything ended on the ground.

"...You don't plan to pick it up?"

"You threw it!"

"Because you were in the way!"

One thing led to another and you ended up being part of the student council. Your friendship with Bela progressed little by little. Cassandra had told you about her trips with her mother. Bela told you about her time with her aunt Donna and Angie.

You invited her to the movie nights and she help you with your homework.

She brought you food when Cassandra absence affected you too much, she laid down with you hugging you tightly while you cried in her chest.

You brought food for her when she was working extra hours in the council, you silently sat down beside her and took half of her work.

When she told you that Headmistress Miranda had stolen her heart you thought she was joking, but the stern look on her face told you that she was serious.

Someone else would have laughed, mocked or called a psychiatric hospital. But you went blank for a moment processing her words . The longer you remained silent, the more fear appeared on the president's face.

"Please believe me, I'm not crazy" the desperation she spoke with was very familiar to you.

"Cassandra is very busy when she gets free time she will call me after all she promised to do so" Daniela only looked at you with pity, Cass had promised to send her postcards and call often before leaving with her mother to pursue her dreams of stardom, two letters arrived into her hands and the only calls were the ones their Aunt Donna received once a month from her mother asking about them.

"She hasn't answered me yet but I know she read my message, she will answer me later for sure" Angie looked at you with frustration and helplessness, knowing well that you would end up crying in your room again because you wouldn't receive a single word.

The desperation for someone to believe you. To be on your side. Trust what you say.

So that's what you did.

You trusted her, you helped her win her heart back, and your friendship grew even more.

"Bela I can't take it!"

"Either you accept it or I'm putting it on you myself"

A golden ring with three rubies incrusted, a token of her gratitude. You refused but she was stubborn. In the end you accept it.

(You noticed that she started using clothes that hide her neck, because it was weird to see her in outfits like that of course not because you were checking out her tits)

You ignored the voices saying that you changed one dimitrescu for another

When she offered to travel the world, you accepted simply because you didn't want to stay in a place full of memories of your girlfriend. Is she still your girlfriend if you haven't talked to her in a year?

You were waiting for Bela outside a museum in London, a mother was talking on the phone next to you with her son holding her hand, the mother walked away from him leaving the boy alone with his ballon a few meters away from you.

The next thing you knew was somebody screaming and metal scrap was falling just were the boy was standing you moved without thinking using your body as a shield protecting him from the danger, pain was all you could feel before everything went black.

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Today it marked one month since your accident, she didn't want to leave you alone, fear that you would vanish the moment she left your side plagued her mind. She was only leaving to clean herself and eat what her stomach and nerves would allow.

Was this her punishment for wanting what wasn't hers?

You who treated her with affection despite not being easy to deal with.

You who reminded her to eat when she was focused on her work.

You who trusted her despite your doubts.

You who helped her deal with her emotions with patience and care.

You who offered love and loyalty without asking for anything in return.

How could she not fall in love with you?

Is ironic, isn't? you gave her heart back only to gently remove it from her chest with your hands.

But you were in love with her sister. You were dating her sister. Cassandra, with you had zero communication even after one year since her departure.

She doesn't even know that you're hurt the only ones are Daniela and Angie. That wanted to be with you but Bela and donna stopped them, barely contained they called every morning and night for updates in your state.

If Cassandra called her she will tell her, if she called any of them and she asked for you they will tell her. That was the consensus.

She hasn't.

Why Cassandra had to be the one to get your heart?

Her thoughts were interrupted by the voice of the doctor responsible of you.

"Miss dimitrescu, I need to talk with you"

"Yes, I will be back soon, Mc"

Out of the room the doctor is blunt.

"Like you now they were really lucky, minor fractures in their back and a perforated shoulder, however the studies showed that the head trauma that they suffered was more serious that we thought. With this kind of results is safe to say that the probability aftereffects is high"

The doctor pointed to a part of your brain in the Radiography.

"This is were memory is stored and is the most affected part, this means that you should prepare yourself in case of memory loss"

Memory loss?

"This may vary from losing a few weeks to years, losing the ability to remember at all to just having a few gaps in memory there is not exact way to know until they awake and even we can't know if will be temporary or permanent. So I recommend to prepare yourself."

"I understand, thank you"

She enter the room, practically dropping in the chair.

Memory loss.

You could forget about everything. All your life, gone.

She fidget with the ring in hanging from the chain in her neck the one that was exactly the same as the one she gave you.

Normally it will be hidden in her clothes but after after this she needed the comfort.She just wanted to have something that was only her and yours.

Maybe you will be lucky and you will only forget the few weeks that you were traveling, that was okay nothing important happened. The laughs, the inside jokes, the special moments that you share with her, gone.

Maybe you will forget a few months, that is okay too. Ignoring the fact that you will put right in the time when Cassandra left you...

What if you forget about Cassandra at all?

No, she shouldn't think about it.

But..

Without Cassandra you will be free to love again... She may had a chance.

(You confessing your love to her)

No, she can't do that.

(You kissing her full of passion)

She wouldn't.

(You spoilt her rotten with all the love and affection you are capable of give)

She is better than that.

(Your hands on her hips caressing her softly)

(The trail of kisses burning her skin)

(The desire in your eyes just for her)

(Making her yours in exchange you will be hers)

(Hers, hers, hers)

No, no, no

How can she even think about that? She is a liar this is not the first time she does it.

You are waking up.

Thank God.

She calls the nurse, you try to move, she put a hand on your chest to stop you. You look at her confused.

"Who are you?"

She feels cold, you forgot her.

She deserve it.

The nurse entered with the doctor. You are checked properly, after giving you water, the question of the million is asked.

"What Is the last thing you remember?"

"I received a letter offering a full scholarship in Rumania, the last I remember was choosing what course to take. I selected to enter? To Check? The theater. After that everything is a blur."

"I see, Miss dimitrescu how long ago that will be?"

"Two years"

After being told about the situation with your memory and the care that you will need to fully recover, both of you are alone in the room.

You look at her and she knows what you're going to ask.

"I'm sorry for repeating but who are you to me"

Your friend.

"..."

Say it

"I'm"

SAY IT

"I'm your wife"

MONSTER

You looked surprised but not disgusted or disappointed. Bile was in her throat but she smiled warmly.

"Its okay kitten, the doctor said that because of the head injury you received your memories will be affected, don't worry if it doesn't comes to you yet or never. I will be right at your side like always, forever"

She is the worst.

She is disgusting.

How can she do this to you?

How can she do this to her own sister?

She is a horrible person.

Because she refuses to let you go.

But...

She will be the best wife, she will make you happy, she won't neglect you or make you doubt of her love. She will make things better, she promise.

"I'm sorry, I must had you worried sick dear"

You clean the tears in her face with your hand, you touch her face gently and she can help but hold your hand close to her face.

You yawn the medicine working fast.

"Rest, Inima mea I will be right here"

You fall asleep fast.

She keep your hand in her face.

Please just love her.

Even if the love you give her is less than the one you had for Cassandra, she will be happy for you to love her.

#Resident lover #Bela Dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #My work

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ctitan98official · 3 months

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Anonymous: Could we see how the Re8 ladies would comfort their s/o after a bad day/when they're feeling down please?

Yeah! We all need some time with the ladies to comfort us tbh. Let’s get into it!

Alcina:

Alcina knows immediately when you’ve had a bad day. The exuberance in your eyes turns dull and listless.

She gently asks you what happened and listens to what you have to say.

She doesn’t tell you what to do, she just offers agreements and validation.

She holds you on her lap and whispers gentle reassurances.

Sometimes you fall asleep from this, but other times… Just being near Alcina makes you want to release your pent up frustration. In the bedroom. (Hehe).

Alcina is the perfect person to offer comfort. She only gives advice when you ask for it and is always on your side.

Donna:

Donna is so sweet. When you’ve had a bad day, she quietly offers you tea and snacks.

She doesn’t want to overwhelm you, so she asks if you need some time alone to process or if you would like to chat with her.

You always want her to stay, though. Donna is a great listener. She understands what you need a bit better than you do sometimes.

She is an empath. She can instantly feel when you are upset.

She gives you lots of snuggles and talking with her makes you feel a lot better.

Donna is your biggest supporter. It’s nice to know how much she loves you after you’ve had a hard day.

Miranda:

Miranda knows how frustrating a bad day can be. She’s had a lot of experience with them.

Miranda sits you down and wraps you in her warm wings. The softness makes you feel so safe.

She runs her fingers through your hair as you tell her what happened and gently presses kisses to the side of your face.

Sometimes, Miranda makes a comment (Which wasn’t meant to be funny) that makes you burst out laughing. Miranda at least takes satisfaction in knowing that she was able to bring a smile to your face.

Miranda cooks you whatever you want and does an activity with you like putting a puzzle together, going for a walk… Kissing. Well, you get the idea ;)

Bela:

Bela has become very skilled at learning how to relax after a hard day.

She teaches you how to use coping skills and gives you insight into how they work for her.

Honestly though, a good hug from Bela usually helps get the job done.

Bela is so intuitive. Often, she knows how you’re feeling before you tell her.

Listening to Bela read is one of your favorite things. Your frustration melts away at the sound of her voice.

Bela loves you and takes the time to talk with you and let you get out your anger and frustration. She’s so patient.

Cassandra:

Cass has a few different ways of helping you after a hard day.

She gives the best cuddles. Feeling her warm body lie on top of you soothes your frazzled nerves. Much like a weighted blanket does.

Her other ideas revolve around getting you moving. Sometimes, she’ll let you pick out a weapon from her collection and teach you how to use it (Outside, of course. Alcina’s rules.)

If none of those help, Cass’s Hail Mary is sex. It’s how she expresses herself best. She loves when you get feral and release your frustration. It’s basically a win for the both of you.

Daniela:

Dani likes to talk through her negative emotions. To her, it’s the best form of expression. She’s happy when you trust her and let her listen to what’s going on.

Dani also cheers you up by letting you pick a movie to watch, playing a game with you, or even cooking you something. She just wants you to forget your troubles for a while.

You and Dani like to do adult coloring books. It’s good for you both.

I think Dani is neurodivergent and mindful activities help calm her brain. You two also like to play with fidgets.

Dani is so caring. You’ve never felt more understood and loved.

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sourscratched · 2 months

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got caught in one of the back wheels of the bandwagon, extended corniverse headcanons be upon ye

my bryce and clark are based on the lovely lovely designs for them made by @gaybearwedding !! (well they at least were initially. things may have gotten away from me)

additional dumb doodling under the cut

(and one for my little team illinois + nebraska ocs ⬇️)

notes, headcanons, etc:

- the Wicked shirt and the blue button down (from the group pic in the first photoset) are both shirts i’ve owned for a long time and are still in my closet right now

- the team illinois and team nebraska captains are named dani (daniela) and miya and pretty much exactly what happened between bryce and clark also happened with them. they also spent a summer road-tripping together; prime grounds for homosexual thoughts to happen

- for anybody who’s watched the off book episode The Kids Are At Night with Mary Sohn (10/10 episode highly recommended), i imagine that most nights after clark gets done helping his sisters* with their homework he’s probably looking up online editions of Boy Boy Magazine. gotta get connected to the culture

* = my headcanon is that he has two sisters, one older one younger

- the Away Team is from the same country as Princess Emily but they’re diehard Nothing Everything Children Glass fans (is there an actual name for the group who made it?? tag with your headcanon for the band name) and there is a rivalry between the two factions

that’s all ive got for now thanks for reading all my weird little ideas!! 💖💖

#my art #play it by ear #im extremely late to the party #anyway!!!!#these were really fun to make #*slaps the cornhole in one characters* you can project so many queer young adult life experiences onto these bad boys #i haven’t been super active recently but ive quietly been keeping up on the content everyone’s been making and it’s so good and cute #it makes me super happy that more and more people are jumping in and making stuff for the series #💐🌸🌹🌼💝 <- for the pibe fans make sure to take one with you #anyway. my hobby is connecting elevator pitch to as many parts of the improvised musical universe as possible #i have more thoughts but im not collected enough to write them out.. maybe later #i feel like ive been so in my head with the hcs for this universe that there’s a lot of stuff in this post that must be ??? to everyone #but hopefully it’s like. mildly intelligible at least

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today I’ve been gradually reminded of how much I love Daniela more and more. so have these few head cannons to commemorate that

cw - mentions of sex/sexual content

DANI HCS

-> soft.

-> like, her skin is so so soft - she makes a perfect pillow.

-> also, always alarmingly cold to sleep beside. to the point you once woke up bc you felt smth wet sliding along your arm only to realise it was her hand sliding up and down you. She’s oblivious to how freezing she is too.

-> “I wanted to warm you up!”

-> yeah, with her ice cold hands.

-> LOVES reading, but also if you introduced the concept of video games to the Dimitrescu family, Dani would go ape shit.

-> she would be a MENACE on Wii sports

-> would 100% get fully invested in games like tomodachii life, animal crossing, Stardew valley

-> someone buy this woman a Nintendo switch, please.

-> she already loves playing board games, though - I’d risk to say that she’s actually the most competitive (maybe behind Cassandra)

-> absoloute BEAST at cluedo. will win every time.

-> she’s a cuddler!

-> I agree with the general fandom hc she’s the most physically affectionate… HOWEVER I ARDENTLY DISAGREE WITH THE ONE SHES GOT THE HIGHEST SEX DRIVE

-> listen, Dani likes sex - but it’s not a necessity for her every single day. and it’s certainly not something she takes lightly.

-> to her - someone obsessed with romance novels - it’s an act of intimacy. a showing of love between two people.

-> so whilst she has some experience, I truly believe she’s only ever slept with people she’s loved - at some point or another.

-> and this means she’s not generally a fan of quickies. sure, sometimes they can be enjoyable, but she typically likes to take her time with her partner - kissing and worshipping every inch of skin she can.

-> (praise kink, both giving and receiving)

-> her love language is a mix of physical affection, words of affirmation, and gift giving.

-> all five are important to her, but those are her top three.

-> especially physical affection and words of affirmation. she loves you so much, some days she just clings to you when she can. telling you how important you are to her, how much she loves you and wants to be with you forever, all whilst softly kissing your lips or forehead.

-> her face way to cuddle is to lie face to face, her head in your neck or vice versa.

-> she can see you that way, and softly kiss your cheeks.

-> and the gift giving. God, the gift giving.

-> just always showering you with the most expensive jewellery, perfumes, clothes, books - literally anything she can

-> and when you try to tell her to stop, that it’s too much and you feel bad - she reassures you absoloutely not too, because she loves doing it.

-> “I just want my darling to have the best possible stuff” she’d say, kissing your cheek

-> I think Dani can very often be seen as the most goofy of the Dimi sisters, whilst I don’t disagree with this - I don’t entirely agree with it either?

-> she can be as sincere, brooding, quiet, and closed off as her sisters can be at first.

-> but she’s much easier to break than Bela or Cassandra are, I think. She opens up to you much quicker.

-> simply put, I think all three are little shitheads with hearts of gold and complete melts deep down, (yk, if you ignore the murder and stuff) however, Dani’s meltines is just easier to bring to the forefront.

-> surprisingly good cook?

-> this is funny because it stands in contrast to my own personal hc for Bela. which is that woman cannot cook to save her LIFE.

-> so I have an interesting mental image of cooking with the pair, Bela slowly and slowly becoming more frustrated with how easy

-> Alcina is a good mother, she genuinely cares for all her children and I would just like to state I strongly believe that

-> however, I do think Dani has felt slightly neglected in the past. at times it’s seemed as if Bela and Cassandra are more useful to her mother, leading Daniela to believe she values them more.

-> however, this isn’t true - and she’s always calmed down by assurances of her mothers love for her.

-> she loves both her sisters, but I think she gets on with Bela slightly better than Cass. Her and Cass have a unique relationship, I don’t think they’ve always gotten along - but they love each other so much, any differences have only ever came because they’ve looked out for each other.

-> all three of them truly love each other, though. and they’re all insanely competitive.

-> over stupid things though. Like these three would be horrible to play a game of monopoly with.

-> whilst I don’t agree with the idea I’ve occasionally seen that Dani isn’t a danger (because… she literally did spend her section of the game trying to kill a man, just like the others) I do agree that she’s the most… civil, let’s say , with the maids

-> this isn’t to say I generally agree the other Dimitrescus spend their time just killing any and everybody, because I don’t - but this is me saying I think Daniela generally tries to somewhat get on with the help where she can. talking to them about books, the village, anything. it gives her company, which is something I think she values.

-> the most poetic person ever maybe. she spends so much time reading - both novels and poetry - it almost bleeds into how she speaks.

-> her favourite book is the secret garden - I just think it fascinates her, especially during the winter months where she can’t leave the Castle.

-> very sleepy girly, nothing usually too excessive, but she definitely gets her full eight hours every night, usually up to nine or ten - and on rare days she’s even been known to sleep fourteen hours.

-> god, I could go on forever. I just love her so much she deserves the world I’m so soft for her 🥹🥹 apologies for how incoherent this likely was, I just have so many thoughts on her and I sort of word vomited them lol

#resident evil #resident evil village #re village #resident evil 8 #re8 #resident lover #daniela dimitrescu #Daniela Dimitrescu x reader #she’s so bbg #I ADORE HERRR SM

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sapphos-ode · 10 months

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Voices

Alcina Dimitrescu Find part 1 here

So, someone did request a part two. But tumblr ate the draft I made with the ask. So apologies and I hope the blog finds this.

“The Lady prefers blood in a little jug, she likes to add it herself,” a voice came from outside, muffled but clear enough to make out what was said.

Alcina’s head snapped over to the door of the library, her daughters looked over to her. Mild curiosity on their faces.

“Thank you, I’ll go remake the tea now,” a second voice piped up from behind the door.

“It’s alright,” the countess could practically hear the reassuring smile in your voice

Alcina recognised the voice from yesterday. She had woken up today feeling significantly better and much less lethargic. To make up for missing dinner, she had set aside her work in favour of spending the day with her daughters.

Without wasting a second she rushed to the door. Peeking her head out and looking both ways down the hallway. Only to see it empty.

“Mama?”

Alcina resigned herself to the fact that you had disappeared. She closed the door and retook her seat.

“Sorry my little flies, I thought I heard something,”

Bela exchanged a glance at Cassandra who just shrugged.

“Now! Where were we?” Alcina refocused her attention back on her girls. They had chosen to play cards.

“You were just about to lose, catastrophically!” Daniela erupted, slamming her cards down to show a winning hand. Groans followed from her sisters and Alcina could be heard muttering. She had always been a sore loser.

Alcina had excused herself an hour before dinner, but promised the trio of terror that she would be joining them. She sat in her room, looking over a few reports with disinterest, a pair of delicate metal framed glasses perched on her nose.

Her eyes flitted over to the door when she heard the door click open. Her breath suspended as she waited for whoever it was to enter her room. A maid, timid and docile slipped and and then instantly froze when she saw the Countess.

“I’m so- I’m so sorry for disturbing you my lady!” The words came out rushed. Her voice was a little raspy and had a timbre far too low to be yours.

Alcina grunted dismissively before brushing past the dumbfounded maid to leave. She had hoped it would be you who would tend to her room like you had yesterday.

Usually you helped with the dinner service in the dining room, but the Chef had asked for help with a new dish she wanted to serve, and you were amongst the scant few maids who didn’t keel over at the sight of human flesh. Personally, you thought it looked no different to a breast of chicken or a lion of beef. So you were taken off the service to help behind the scenes.

Upstairs in the dining room, Alcina seemed to find a multitude of small things that needed seen to. And she asked a different maid each time, as she went through each one. Hoping to hear your voice again, she was met with disappointment. After the last maid she had asked spoke she instantly had changed her mind. No longer requiring a new knife.

Her daughters had exchanged questioning looks but eventually shrugged it off. Their mother could be rather eccentric. They did love her for it.

The Dimitrescu family spent the evening reading their own books in the library, simply enjoying each other’s presence and the warmth of the fire.

Alcina’s week seemed to follow a pattern, she hadn’t given up her search for you. But with only a voice to go off of, it was hard. Many a times she heard you talking, usually to another maid. But she seemed to have horrible timing. Always missing you by mere seconds.

The closest she had got was hearing your voice as she walked to her office. She had instantly taken a detour only to see the hem of your skirt disappear into one of the servant’s passageways.

The countess briefly entertained the idea of having every member of staff line up and read from some book. Like some sort of police line up.

What she had managed to gather was you had some sort of seniority amongst the castle staff. A lot of them turned to you for advice or guidance pertaining the upkeep of the castle and how to navigate her and her daughters without being killed.

With winter settling in Alcina had ordered all staff to ensure a fire was ablaze in every room of the castle.

It was early morning, too early for even the maids to be up. Alcina couldn’t sleep and decided to get a head start on paperwork for the day.

She had only been in her office for about ten minutes before a knock came at the door.

“Enter,” the countess didn’t bother to look up from her desk.

She had a small lamp on whilst the rest of the room was basked in darkness. A slight chill to the air. She didn’t mind, about the cold, her daughters were asleep and she had maids maintaining fires in each of their rooms throughout the night.

You slip in quietly, bowing your head at her before making a beeline for the hearth. Procuring a match book from your apron you make fast work of coaxing a roaring flame which settled quickly before evolving into a steady fire.

“Sorry for disturbing you My lady, I heard you passing by and didn’t want you to catch a cold,” you hum softly before closing the door behind you.

Alcina’s too shocked to move. That voice, she could finally put a face to… if she had actually looked up.

“Wait!”

You hear the Countess and stop in your tracks, a little way down the corridor from her office door. Looking over your shoulder confused. You wait a second before continuing on your way.

Until you heard the Countess all but bust her door down. The loud crash rang through the castle as you jumped in shock. Your body freezing before you realised what had happened. And when you had been able to move and turned around to assess the situation, your Lady was standing right in front of you.

You took a few steps back to lessen how much you had to crane your neck.

“My lady? Is everything okay?”

The countess is just staring down at you, breathing heavily. You purse your lips about to speak. To coax her to say something but she does so before you can.

“Finally,” she breathes out. Studying your face. You were breathtaking, Alcina instantly loved everything about you.

Is this how you die? For? Keeping the countess warm? ‘That’s rough buddy,’ is all you can think.

“My lady, is everything alright?”

The Countess’ next action takes you by complete shock. Not only does she kneel in front of you to be closer to your height. But she reaches out for your hand and brings it to her face. Making you caress her cheek. And she seems to nuzzle into your touch.

You have no objection to this. But you are severely confused. You step a little closer to her and bring your other hand up to cup her face.

“I’ve been trying to find you, all week,” Alcina’s voice is quiet, as if you’d disappear if she spoke too loudly.

“You have? What for,” you speak equally as tentatively as the countess. You have an inkling as to why. But you were just looking after your, admittedly beloved, employer. Is what you told yourself. Nothing more and nothing less.

“I- ” Alcina’s voice trailed off. What could she say? ‘Hi I’m Alcina and I eat people but I really liked being held and looked after by you’ ?

“My Lady, let’s get you a proper seat,” you go to move your hands but the countess grabs your wrists. Keeping your hands on her face.

God, she could melt at the soft gaze you looked at her with. Muddled with concern, but she loved being the centre of your attention.

“I…” the countess tries again, “I appreciate what you did for me, last week,” she averts her gaze. Suddenly too shy to look you in the eyes.

“Oh,” you chuckle at her. It’s a warm sound and Alcina wishes to hear it more often.

“I regret not opening my eyes to see who you were,” Alcina shuffles a little, sorely aware of how unlike herself she’s behaving. On her knees in front of a maid? Hell must have frozen over.

“I’ve been hearing your voice for days now, but every time you managed to slip away,” Alcina pushes on, “you’re an elusive little thing,”

You giggle at that, “well, you finally caught me,” you give her a playful look, “what are you going to do me now,”

Alcina can’t help the blush on her cheeks.

You manage to convince the lady to move to her office. Enjoying the warmth of the fire as you sit on the couch. You had coaxed her into lying down on the sofa, resting her head on your lap so you could rub your hand through her hair. Her curls were soft, and Alcina was delighted to be held like this.

Your eyes roam her face as she smiles up at you, you’re studying the crows feet at the corner of eyes, then the faint line that has taken its place between her brow. No doubt from all the infuriating conversations she’s had to endure with Lord Heisenberg. It is then that you notice a red patch forming on her forehead. She catches on to you staring at something and raised a brow prompting you to speak your mind.

“Did you hit your forehead? Earlier, when you ran out your office?”

Silence.

“No,”

Alcina pouts at you. Pointedly looking away in a faux huff. You stifle a laugh at her, before pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth.

“You’re a terrible liar my Lady,”

#lady dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu x reader

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willalove75 · 9 months

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Alcina's New Maid Pt. 11 Lady Dimitrescu x Reader

Summary: Lady Dimitrescu brings you in as one of her maids, at least, that's what you thought she brought you to the castle for.

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI

Tags: flirty, fluffy

Notes: Part 11!

Click here for the rest of the series

Alcina leads you out of the library so the two of you can meet up with everyone outside in the carriage gate. You say your goodbyes to the kids, giving each one of them a hug and kiss. When you get to Ana you hold her tight and kiss her on the head.

"You're doing a great job kid, I'm so proud of you."

"I love you." She says holding you tighter.

"I love you too."

As she climbs into the carriage you look at the rest of the kids.

"Listen to me, you all better listen to Ana, you hear? If I find out that you all aren't treating her with the same respect you gave me, you're all going to be in big trouble. Got it?" You say with a smile.

The kids all nod their heads and respond with "yes's."

Last but not least, you pick up Elena and told her tight.

"Be good, okay? I need you to listen to Ana for me, can you do that?"

"Yea."

"Good. I love you kiddo. I'll see you soon, okay?"

"I'm not scared anymore." Elena says, looking at you.

"What?" You ask, not having any idea of what she's talking about.

"Of the tall Lady, I'm not scared of her anymore."

A smile crosses your face as you look back at the little girl in your arms.

"Well good, I'm glad to hear that."

"She takes good care of you, and you like her, so I like her." She says with a toothy smile.

"I'm happy you're not scared of her anymore love."

"When am I going to see you again?"

"Soon honey, I promise. You guys gotta get home, I love you so much." You say, hugging her tightly once more.

"I love you too y/n."

You put her in the carriage and she takes a seat between Crina and Ana. Turning to your aunt, she looks up at Alcina.

"Thank you very much my Lady for hosting us today. The children and I had a wonderful time. And thank you, for taking such great care of my niece." There's an edge to her voice in her last sentence that makes your stomach knot a little. Alcina immediately picks up on it, but as usual her mask is impenetrable, only flashing your aunt a smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes.

"It was my pleasure." Alcina responds. "Y/n, the girls and I will be in the dining room when you're finished saying your goodbyes."

Alcina tucks a strand of hair behind your ear and looks into your eyes, her thumb running over your cheek bone. Her eyes flash towards your aunt for a second, as if she's warning her, letting your aunt know that you belong to her. Alcina drops her hand and the girls follow her inside.

The goodbye with your aunt was short and a little tense, you're not sure why but you chalk it up to the fact that she spent the entire day with arguably most feared Lord in the whole village and her daughters.

For the first time in months, you have dinner with Alcina and the girls. Every time you looked over at Alcina, she had the most beautiful smile on her face, even when it was small. The girls even seemed to notice their mothers happier attitude. None of them said it out loud, but from the looks they were giving each other, it didn't go unnoticed.

After dinner, you all head to the library and pick out books to read. Alcina reclaims her spot on the couch and you decide to sit next to her. A few chapters in, without realizing it, you find yourself resting your head against her arm while you read. Alcina smiles down at you and the girls silently give each other looks of excitement. Alcina catches them and shoots a look their way and they quickly go back to what they were doing.

When it's time to head off to bed, the five of you head up the stairs. Before going your separate ways, the girls each give their mother a kiss and Daniela gives you a big hug and they head off in the direction of their chambers.

You and Alcina walk quietly, side by side towards your rooms. She passes her door and stops between your room and hers. Looking down at you, she has a warm smile on her face.

"Thank you again for today, it really meant a lot to me."

"It's the least I could do, y/n."

Alcina brings her hand to your face and gently cups it, you close your eyes and lean into her touch. After a moment you open your eyes, meeting her gorgeous gold irises staring down at you lovingly.

"Goodnight Alcina."

"Goodnight, draga mea. Sweet dreams."

The next morning you wake up to the smell of breakfast. Rolling over, you see the tray on your nightstand with a note sitting on it.

Y/n, I had a wonderful time with you yesterday. I hope you enjoyed the surprise and the time you had with the children. I must admit, watching you with the youngest was one of the highlights of my day. The love you have for those children poured out of you, it filled me with a warmth I almost forgot existed. You would make a wonderful mother, draga mea. I am truly happy you had a wonderful day. Love always, Alcina

After breakfast you went into the library to find a new book. You pick up one that piqued your interest, and decide to head to the courtyard to read since it's beautiful outside. On your way, you see Stefana across the main hall, you try and avoid her gaze but her sight is locked onto you. The scowl on her face was intense, you two only broke eye contact when one of the other maids, a friend of hers, pulled her into another room. At least she has one person around her that's smart enough to try and help her get out of her own way.

As you make your way outside, you hear the faint sound of a piano. Abandoning your plan to read for the moment, you follow the sound back into the castle. The sound gets louder as you approach another door, putting your ear to it, you hear the piano and a beautiful voice quietly accompanying it. You notice a set of stairs in the small room you're in and decide to head up them.

Once you're upstairs, you go through another door as you follow the sound and realize that you're on the second floor of the castles opera room. The large room is dark, especially compared to how bright it is outside, there's only a handful of candles illuminating the main level. Quietly, you make your way to the banister and you see Alcina sitting at the piano below you. Her gloveless fingers effortlessly gliding across the ivory keys, you notice her eyes are closed as she softly sings along to what she's playing. You don't know the song she's playing, but you think it sounds like jazz. Watching her is captivating, the way her foot gently presses against the pedals, how her long fingers hit every note perfectly, the way her eyebrows knit together and her shoulders move when she plays a chord and sings along.

Everything before your eyes is beautiful. You put your arms on the banister and lean forward, your chin resting on your arms as you listen. This is Alcina, peaceful, effortlessly beautiful, yet has all of the elegance of a noblewoman. The song comes to and end and you hold your breath, afraid to disturb her.

"Draga, I know you're there." She says, her eyes not leaving her hands resting on the piano keys. Alcina looks up and her beautiful golden eyes meet yours. A blush rises in your cheeks, you feel like you were caught spying on someone's private, intimate moment. In a way, you kind of were. "Come down here." Her voice is soft, welcoming. You bashfully make your way towards the piano after you go down the stairs of the opera hall and stand a few feet away.

"Sorry, I didn't- you sounded beautiful. Your playing, your singing, everything." She motions for you to come closer and you stand next to the piano. "How long did you know I was there for?"

"Since you walked in, I immediately heard your heartbeat, once you were by the banister I was able to smell you." She says with a smile.

"Oh."

"If it were anyone else, I would not have continued."

"Why not?"

"Because I only share private moments like these with very few people."

"Has Zina heard you play, or sing, before?"

She exhales a chuckle. "Yes, she has. Although she was here for many years before I felt comfortable enough to allow her to watch."

Tilting your head at her a bit, you look at her. "I guess I understand, but I mean, you're amazing. You sound like you should be on stage performing in front of people."

"Well I did draga mea, I was a very well known jazz singer. I performed all over the world."

"Wait, what? Really?"

"Yes, I had a band and we traveled the world." She looks off into the distance, her eyes glowing with the memories of her past. A small smile graces her perfectly red lips. "We became very popular for our time, it was wonderful. I loved it, being on the stage every night, the adoring fans, the music, the money, the booze. It was one of the best times of my life."

"Wow, Alcina, I had no idea. Why did you stop?" The glow in her eyes fades along with her smile, a far away look replaces it, as if her happy memories are now clouded with grey. After a moment of silence, you break it. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry."

She looks back at you, her golden eyes meeting yours. The corner of her lips curves up and she waves her hand.

"Don't be, it's quite alright. I inherited a hereditary blood disorder, I didn't start showing symptoms until after we began our tour. The strain on my body caused the disorder to flare up in excess, leaving me bed-ridden. All of the long nights, the constant travel, the smoking, the alcohol, the stress, the symptoms started off mild but within a few years, I was dying."

You take a step forward and place your hand on her arm.

"Alcina, I'm so sorry. I had no idea."

She meets your gaze and looks at you as if she's drinking you in. The worry lines on your forehead, the sympathy in your eyes, the way your lips are just barely parted.

"That was lifetimes ago draga," she takes your hand into hers. "there's nothing to feel sorry for."

"What happened? If- if you don't mind me asking."

"We stopped touring and eventually the band broke up, after the second world war I came back here, back home, to die, and found that Mother Miranda had taken over the village. She promised me fortune, my family's castle, eternal life, and a cure. So without a second thought I accepted her proposition. And the rest my dear, is history."

"So she-"

"Saved my life, yes. And eventually gifted me the girls." She sees your eyebrows raise a bit at that. "But that's a story for another day."

You look at her for a few moments, studying each feature on her beautiful face, you knew that she had to be immortal or something, but for whatever reason, it never dawned on you that she had an entire life before she became what she was now. The way she commanded the attention of everyone in the room, well it wasn't a surprise that she was a performer, but the way she did it, you never thought of anything but the current moment you were in. There was never room to think of the past, her past, or the future, only what was right in front of you here and now. You realize that there's probably very, very few people in her life that know anything about her history. And here you are, in the opera room, a room that's practically off-limits to every maid, with her, asking about her past. What blows your mind is that she's actually indulging you, letting you ask what you want, and is answering them without a single glare or sharp tone.

You're brought back to reality when you feel her brush a strand of hair away from your face.

"What is going on in that little head of yours? Hm?" She asks.

You feel the blush creep back up your cheeks and you look down for a moment, a little embarrassed, and look back up at her.

"It's a little dumb, but, I never really thought about what your life was like before, all of this. It's almost hard to believe you had a 'normal' life before everything happened." She chuckles at your finger quotes around the word 'normal.' "But I also realize how lucky I am that you feel comfortable enough to tell me, to let me ask questions and for you to actually answer them."

"Well draga, I would hardly say that my life before was normal. I was born into nobility, given the title Countess at birth, I had chambermaids and servants and I never had to lift a finger. My life before was far from normal."

"I guess that's fair." You say with a chuckle.

"Although, I wouldn't consider you lucky by way of me allowing you to ask about my past. As my partner, my lover, it's things like this you should know. I would be quite the terrible partner to deny you any kind of look into my past." Hearing her call you her partner, her lover, makes you swoon a bit. The two of you never officially got back together, honestly when you think about it, the two of you never officially established your relationship in the first place. But you know for her to refer to you as that, she's serious. Serious about your relationship, about mending it, about making it work. Just little things like that prove how much she cares about you, how she's so confidant that things will work out. It relieves you a little realizing that she wants this just as badly as you do. "Even if there are some things I prefer not to discuss at the moment, when the time is right, you will learn everything. I certainly hope that you feel the same regarding your past as well."

"Oh, yeah, absolutely. Do you have any questions about mine? I mean, you already know just about everything there is to know about me."

"Do I?" She asks, cocking an eyebrow.

"Well, yeah, my parents died in a fire when I was about eight, I was sent to live with my aunt and uncle. I was pretty much their servant, helped raise the kids, and then one day the youngest almost got ran over by a carriage pulled by, what I think were, horses and I knocked her out of the way to save her, and here we are." You say with a smile.

"Do you have any more questions for me?"

"Um, yeah actually, if you don't mind."

"Not at all draga mea." She says, looking intently at you.

You look up at her sheepishly, her eyes captivating you in a way that makes your heart flutter and your brain turn to mush a little.

"Can you play something else?" You ask, looking down at the piano.

A smile graces her lips, she gently tosses her head back and laughs and looks back at you.

"Of course." She pats her lap and you walk closer to her. She lifts you and sits you in her lap. "Is there something in particular you'd like to hear?"

"No, as long as I get to hear you sing again." You say, looking up at her.

Alcina smiles and kisses your temple, you lean into her a little and close your eyes and relax. You can feel her nose nudging you behind your ear. You can smell the wine and a hint of cigarettes on her breath, her perfume is surrounding you, as if you're being wrapped in a blanket of it.

You feel Alcina shift under you and you hear the first notes of the song being played. With your eyes closed, your head resting back on her chest, you feel her lips by your ear and she begins to sing. Her voice is smooth like velvet, even though she's singing quietly, you can feel the power she's holding back. You rise with her chest as she inhales, you can feel her abdomen contract underneath you as she sings. Her voice transports you into another realm, the low-pitch washes over you, a sense of calmness floods your body, a relaxation you haven't felt in such a long time. If someone saw you, they'd think you were fast asleep, but you're not, you're aware of every sense that surrounds you. The way her hot breath feels against your neck, the tapping of her foot on the pedals, you feel Alcina's shoulder shift as her hands glide across the keys. It's as if the two of you are dancing, where she's the leader and is gently guiding your body through the music.

She sings the last lyrics, the notes of the piano ringing out into the opera hall, reverberating through the air. The note slowly fades out, leaving the room in a blanket of quiet where the only sounds are her breath and yours. Alcina's hands stay on the ivory piano keys when you open your eyes and turn your head to look up at her. She looks down at you, her eyes boring into yours, your lips curl into a smile and so do hers.

You don't know who made the first move, but you feel her lips against yours and without realizing it, you let out a sigh of relief. Alcina smiles into the kiss and her hand leaves the piano keys and cradles the back of your head, her other hand reaches the side of your neck, her fingers sprawled out across your jaw and cheek. Your fingers find her soft raven hair and tangle into them as the two of you pull each other closer, deepening the kiss. The tip of her tongue slips between your lips and you welcome her in immediately, greeting her tongue with yours. The moment they connect you feel a bolt of electricity shoot through your body, a moan emerges from the back of your throat and she swallows it, kissing you harder when she does.

Alcina's hand grasps the back of your head tighter and you respond by sucking on her bottom lip. You feel a low, passionate growl in her chest. Her hand leaves your face and reaches for the piano, shutting the fallboard. When you hear it shut she lifts you from her lap onto the fallboard, not once breaking the kiss. At this angle, the two of you are practically at eye-level. Her hands rest on your hips and yours tangle further into her hair. She swirls her tongue around yours before pulling away, a desperate whine escaping your lips.

The next second you feel her lips on your jaw, her hands sliding up to hold tightly onto your waist. She kisses, licks and gently nips your jawline down your neck, across your throat and to the other side, pulling out tiny mews and whines from your lips. When Alcina reaches your pulse point she pauses and deeply inhales your scent, softly groaning as she exhales. She kisses and sucks on your pulse point like she does before she bites down, but you know that's not her intention so you give her more access to let her know you trust her. Her hands slide up your shirt, her chilled skin resting on your bare waist, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

Kissing her way back up your neck and jaw, Alcina pulls you in for another deep kiss. You lips feel swollen against hers, the coolness of her lips soothing your burning skin. You want her, bad. You want her to take you right here on top of the piano. In this moment, nothing else exists, not your future, not your past, not another single soul, just the two of you.

As if she can read your mind, Alcina slows the kiss and gently pulls away and brings her hands down to your hips. She looks at you through hooded eyes, her pupils blown, the two of you panting.

"We shouldn't- we have to stop." She says softly. You can see it in her eyes she doesn't want to, but despite your pout, you know she's right. "We can't- it's not that I don't want to-"

"I know." You whisper.

Alcina rests her forehead against yours and your lips find hers once more. This kiss was one of understanding, one that symbolizes two people who don't want to stop, but know that it's in their best interest, and could be a huge mistake, if they didn't. Her lips leave yours and rest against your forehead, her nails gently scratching the fabric of you pants against your hips.

"Can we just, be together, just for a little while?" You ask, nuzzling into her neck.

Without saying a word, Alcina pulls you into her and lifts you off of the piano. You wrap your legs around her waist and she carries you to one of the couches and lays down, propping herself up against the arm a bit, with you on top of her. She runs her fingers through your hair while you lay on her chest, neither of you saying a word, just enjoying being with each other. Her nails trace patterns and shapes across the shirt on your back, your thumb gently caresses her jaw.

You get lost in her golden eyes for a moment before she gently presses her lips against yours again. The two of you lay together for what felt like an eternity, but was probably at least an hour. Truthfully, if it was up to the both of you, you would have never left the opera room. Your little hideaway, your escape, a place that you never entered before today, but suddenly feels so sacred.

As you lay your head down on your pillow that night, the warmth of her, the comfort she brought you still lingered on you. For the first time in what felt like a long time, you fell asleep in an instant with a satisfied smile on your face. In her chambers, Alcina closes her eyes and falls fast asleep, knowing the person she loves most is falling asleep with a smile on her face too.

#willalove75 #wlw fanfic #lady dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #alcina x female reader #alcina x reader #re8 alcina #alcina dimitriscu x reader #lady dimitrescu fanfic #lady dimitrescu x reader

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onegianthotmess · 2 months

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Since you write for RE8 can I ask for Donna, Heisenberg and Lady D with an gender neutral S/O thats like asian and gets triggered by like shoes inside the house, unwashed rice, zero cooperation, and basically all the sterotypical asian stuff (bc its true for me😭)

If you make little HCs or fics is fine

Of course I can, sweetie! But, I would like to note that I am American so I may not get a lot of the cultural pet peeves right, but I will try my best! Also I am very sorry if I kept you waiting for long, this is my first ask and I’m not in the habit of checking my ask box, but thank you for being patient with me!

Lady Dimitrescu

Our favorite sugar mommy is first!!!

Pretty much, you worked in the castle when you first met the lovely Lady Alcina Dimitrescu and it took a little while before she basically told you she loved you and that she wanted you to be hers and to be yours in return

And you accepted obviously because, HELLO, IT’S ALCINA FUCKING DIMITRESCU

THE BEST SUGAR MOMMY AROUND!!!

Anyways, she never noticed your cultural pet peeves until you moved in with her and her daughters

You grew up in a very stereotypical Asian home and your mama didn’t raise no doormat bitch

It all started with the shoes

The girls just came back from chasing down a man who was trespassing and they only made it two steps in before they were stopped by you demanding they take their shoes off

Cassandra was the one who argued the most, saying your demand was stupid and pointless while her sisters were grumbling in agreement

And Cassandra, who was talking with her hands, yelped when you pulled a broom from the literal void and whacked her hands with the broomstick

You began scolding her for talking back to an elder, despite her being immortal, and threatening to get the slipper if she kept talking back and didn’t take off her shoes

You were glaring down Bela and Daniela with the same sort of angry mom glare that you were giving Cassandra, which scared them even more than when they’ve seen their mother angry

Needless to say, within five minutes the girls took off their shoes and set them aside neatly before apologizing and going to their rooms to clean up, per your request

And while all of this happened, Alcina was standing off to the side bewildered by your behavior towards shoes on in the house

You turned to see her standing there and asked her to take her outside shoes off if she was wearing any and to put on some slippers

And Alcina did as you said because she did not want to make you angry

And that was just the start

One evening Alcina was annoyed at all of the noise in the kitchen and went to investigate because she was trying to get some reading in before dinner only to find you yelling at the cooking staff as you threw out a batch of cooked rice and began to start a new one

You were yelling in your native tongue angrily, which you’d been teaching Alcina a few basic words in, and she could make out a few words like “rice” and “wash” and “incompetent” directed towards the staff

And so the cooks left you alone as you grumbled and washed the rice before cooking it properly and glaring at the staff before you exited the kitchen

And apparently, from what Alcina heard from the cooks, you did this when you were working as part of the castle staff

When she asked you about it when you cooled off, you just told Alcina that it was the only way to have rice and that if you didn’t wash your rice, you were a fucking heathen

And Alcina just nodded before she went back to her book she was reading because there was no arguing with you on rice, apparently

There was also one more incident that really stuck out to Alcina and that was when you took her to the market as a sort of calm date idea

But it was anything but calm as you were yelling at a vendor at how overpriced their products were

You spent a good hour or two arguing with the salesperson before you left with what you’d wanted at just a quarter of the original price that was set

You did the same with a couple more vendors that had good things to sell at too high of prices in your opinion and it honestly entertained Alcina to no end

She stood there quietly, a fond and amused smile on her face as she watched you argue and negotiate items down to quarter their original price with vendors and salespeople

You were one of, if not the most, unrelenting and stubborn people Alcina had ever met and she found it cute and admirable

And she appreciates you instigating the rule of only wearing slippers while inside because she’d never felt that much comfort while walking around her own home without going barefoot

Donna Beneviento

Our lovely shy lady! I love her!!

Okay, so she hired you as help so you could help her clean her very large house because it was a lot for her to manage on her own, especially when she had so many dolls to make

And it took quite a while, but you managed to catch the shy lady’s heart and she eventually asked you to move in either her so you wouldn’t be far

Well, it was more like Angie was begging you to move your shit into the house while Donna was trying to get her to ask nicely

Anyways, once you were all settled and Donna developed a cuddling habit while you two slept in the same bed together as insisted by Angie, the lovely Lady Beneviento noticed a few things about you

For example, one day when she was coming back in from gardening, you stopped her at the front door and asked her to take off her shoes

When she asked you why, you answered by telling her that it would keep the floors clean and not make them need so much cleaning if she took off her outside shoes and wore indoor only slippers around the house

While it was confusing to Donna, she saw that you were holding back and trying your best to be gentle with her because you knew yelling didn’t go over well with her, so she took off her shoes and laid them neatly by the door and put on some house slippers you gave her

And, if she was being honest, she’d never been more comfortable walking around her own home

Where did you get these amazingly comfortable slippers?

She’ll never know, but she did find you arguing with Angie about the shoe thing as well since she was also out in the garden with Donna

Angie argued with you for about an hour before you pulled out a sandal from the literal fucking void and told the doll to take off her shoes and put on her slippers or you’d use that sandal

Needless to say, Angie quickly did as you were told and you moved onto the other dolls, who occasionally went out with Donna

There was also another incident during dinner one night

Donna was cooking a dish that you taught her to make and just as she was about to start cooking the rice, you walked into the room and screamed

Before Donna could turn to see you, you quickly snatched the rice from her hands and took it to the sink to wash it

Donna was stunned, but let you wash the rice as you seemed to be both annoyed and in a state of internal panic

Once you finished washing the rice and put it on to cook, you took a breath and explained to Donna that washing rice was very important and you asked her to never cook with unwashed rice ever again, especially not in front of you

Wordlessly she nodded, asked if there were any other rules to cooking the meal and listened as you explained some of the instructions she didn’t understand quite well

Eventually, you had to go into town to get some basic food supplies for the week and Donna actually went with you for once

Because one, she wanted to spend more time with you, and two, she’d seen you come back with far too many things for one person to carry themselves and she wanted to help you carry them

And, much to Angie’s displeasure, Angie had to be left at home as to not scare the villagers and cause unnecessary chaos

And Donna was not prepared for the side of you that came out while shopping in the market

Every time you walked over to a vendor or salesperson selling something, you argued that the price was outrageously high and negotiated beyond belief

Donna just stood want watched in shock and slight awe at you as you negotiated items down to a third or even a quarter of their original price

Your skills were impressive, but you also being slightly intimidating while yelling in your native tongue helped as well

The sandal threat was also on the table if you didn’t get your discount

Even when Donna said that you didn’t have to negotiate prices down since it wasn’t like she was hurting for money, you instantly said that the things in the market were always overpriced and you intended to pay a reasonable price for your vegetables without having to sell a kidney

Knowing you were even more stubborn than a bull, Donna let you shop the way you were taught to like nature intended

If Donna was honest, she found the sight of you shopping and yelling at people that their prices were far too high amusing and almost laughed

Almost because she’s still far too shy to make a sound in public, you’re very lucky she even agreed to leave the house past the garden

But that’s okay, you still love her!

Karl Heisenberg

THE CULTURE SECTION OF MY GERMAN CLASS IS COMING IN HANDY, FOLKS-

Well, he’s German, you’re Asian

Needless to say, you’re both damn stubborn

You both grew up in stereotypical and traditional houses of your respective cultures and, like I said in Alcina’s section, your mother didn’t raise no doormat bitch and neither did Karl’s

So, you were originally hired to be his assistant of sorts because he needed a bit more help around his factory

And eventually you both wormed your ways into the other’s heart and you found yourself living with Karl in his factory

And needless to say, you both had habits and cultural customs that you both insisted on carrying out

One of the first ones you showed was the shoes thing

There was a separate section of the factory that was more like a living quarters for you and Karl and you prided yourself on keeping it clean

So when Karl tried to walk in with his regular greasy and dirty boots on, you stopped him in his tracks and ordered him to take his shoes off and put on some slippers instead

And cue the argument you two began to have about shoes in the home area of the factory that lasted about thirty minutes to an hour

Eventually, Karl did agree to your shoes rule only if you wore a scarf every time you felt you were getting ill, as is a common home remedy in Germany

You both were grumbling about the new rules, but you both eventually got used to them and it became habit

And everything became as calm as it could get for a nice while

But that was before the Rice Incident™

You and Karl were making dinner together because you two enjoyed at home cooking dates and you nearly stabbed him with the knife you were holding when you saw him about to put unwashed rice on to cook

But you instead smacked him with a wooden spoon laying nearby and scolded him in your native tongue as you snatched the rice from him and took it to the sink to wash it

And he looked at you like you were fucking insane, but he didn’t want to fight because he was hungry and the food was going to be cooked anyways, so he just rolled his eyes and moved on to another task

The real fight happened when you tried to spice up the food and Karl stopped you

Traditionally, German food is quite bland and salt and pepper are usually the main seasonings

Paprika is a bit of a stretch in German cuisine-

So, needless to say, Karl isn’t a big fan of spice and would rather not have his tongue burnt off tonight

And the two of you were arguing about spices or about ten minutes before you agreed to leave out the spices until you could add them to your own serving

Food arguments were a regular occurrence between you two, especially when you almost had Weißwurst after noon AND with the skin on

Karl was so disgusted that day that he actually spent time with Alcina in her home voluntarily so he could cool off

But, one culture shock/difference between you two that Karl loves is how you shop

The way you yell about prices being too high and negotiating your way to paying only a quarter, maybe even an eighth, of the cost of just some produce makes him laugh

Karl will start laughing out loud when you really get into the argument, yelling in your native tongue and pulling a sandal out from your bag you had with you as a threat

It was hilarious to Karl, but also the tiniest bit terrifying since he knew how you could turn a sandal into a murder weapon if you were pushed hard enough

All in all, Karl does love you and your stubborn self, even if it causes both of your bull headed asses to butt heads sometimes!

So I’d like to ask; how’d I do? And please be honest with me! I hope I got everything right and it was enjoyable for you! Also, you’re welcome for the tiny sprinklings of German culture in Karl’s section, with my knowledge being curtesy of my German class!!

I hope you enjoyed and please do have a peachy day, good hoomans!!!

#resident evil #re8 #resident evil village #lady dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #donna beneviento #karl heisenberg

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moonysreid · 8 months

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the dimitrescu daughters being in a relationship with you:

disclaimers: sfw, female reader, not proofread, i got carried away and really wanna do another part to this

warnings: i do in fact mean all three of the dimitrescu daughters dating you at the same time

warmth

- your body is so much warmer than theirs, they often all cuddle up to you

- daniela prefers to curl up pretty much on top of you, she claims she needs to be as close to the source of heat as possible

- bela and cassandra are much more relaxed and would simply lean into your sides

gifts

- all three daughters love giving you little gifts and trinkets

- at first though daniela is quite new to the whole gift giving world so the first couple she gives you tend to be the limbs of maids who haven’t been particularly kind to you

- once she gets the hang of it she’ll often spend ages on the phone to donna describing and rambling about an outfit that would look amazing on you so that her aunt can make it for you

- bela tends to wrap new books with a piece of brown string and gift them to you, as soon as you’ve finished one you’ll have another book wrapped with a bow waiting on your bed

- cassandra uses her ‘favourite niece privileges’ and often asks karl to craft you new weapons such as daggers and pocket knives (she’ll often request for specific engravings on them to make them personalised to you)

fear

- none of them quite understand how the site of them covered in blood after a maid has stepped out of line or a hunt doesn’t scare you

- although when any of them start raising their voices at you in anger your eyes fill with the fear that they would normally crave to see in other people

- however they absolutely hate it when you’re scared because of their actions

- bela would be the first to apologise, not wanting you to end up hating her in anyway

- daniela would sulk like a kicked puppy but wouldn’t venture too far from you, she wants to give you space but doesn’t want to leave your personal space

- cassandra locks herself away in the armoury room, throwing daggers at bodies that hang as targets. she gets angry at herself so being the source of your fear

pastime

- bela prefers to read with you in the library. she likes reading to you as your head rests on her lap, it always ends in you falling asleep and cuddling closer to her stomach

- cassandra loves to show the different ways she can evoke pain onto her ‘toys’. she shows you different torture techniques on maids that failed their duties. cass also deems it necessary that she teaches you how to use the daggers she gifts you

- spending time with daniela is much like spending time with a puppy who can’t decide exactly what they want to do. one moment you’ll both be cuddling together on her bed and the next she’ll be begging you to play hide and seek with her (you always say yes in the end, even when you know she cheats)

meals

- the three of them often, begrudgingly, work together in order to care for you and make you smile

- they know that you consume normal food so they all attempt to work together and make you lunch (the first time ended up with you eating a weird concoction of oatmeal and something unknown swirled into it)

- the maids are literally terrified to enter the kitchens when the daughters are in there

- cass and dani tend to get into arguments and knives do get thrown

- yeh, bela tends to makes the majority of the meal and the other two ruin it at the end by adding all sorts of ingredients they think goes into ‘human food’

their mother

- cass and daniela love to argue about who loves you more. bela turns into the mediator and reminds them that it’s definitely her that loves you more

- queue alcina getting involved and telling them all to respectfully stfu

- jealousy comes along time and again in the relationship, especially when it comes in terms of who spends more time with you

- again alcina gets sick of her daughter’s squabbling and decides that until they reach a level of clarity that doesn’t make her raging migraine worse you’ll stay in her office and share an afternoon tea with her

- it definitely took a LOT of time to gain the trust and respect of the countess but after her watching you continuously love and care for her daughters she can’t help but count you a blessing (it also helps you keep them occupied whilst she works)

the question is should i write more?

#resident evil village #re8 village #dimitrescu family #bela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu x reader #cassandra dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu x reader #daniela dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu x reader #alcina dimitrescu #dimitrescu sisters #donna beneviento #karl heisenberg

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caitlynmeow · 3 months

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When Daniela was born, it was as if she knew she had two older sisters and had to prove herself in order to impress the adults and make them love her.

Alcina always found it fascinating how Daniela skipped the whole baby talk stage and was just— using proper words (easy words) when she learned how to talk. Daniela is also very affectionate and always going for hugs and cuddles. She clowns a lot, making the whole family fall in love with her from early on.

Even Miranda, who’s very reserved with her feelings, has a soft spot for the youngest daughter.

Ten year old Bela would be sitting next to her grandmother discussing the latest book she’s reading. Three year old Daniela would walk into the room, and get upset because she wants grandma’s attention. She proceeds to lay flat on the floor next to them chanting ‘no one loves me’ before getting the waterworks started (for extra measure).

Miranda never ignores her especially when she does this so she just continues talking with Bela while the little brat is sitting on her lap.

#house dimitrescu #resident evil village #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #resident evil 8 #bela dimitrescu #re8 #alcina dimitrescu #headcanon #Daniela is like: if u don’t pay attention to me and let me have my way then no one loves me #there is no in between #and literally everyone caves in when she says that this is why she is the way she is #she’s just so special you know?

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muffinsin · 3 months

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Hey muffin. A lot of people tend to write the sisters as Cat like. With the purring and tendencies. I know you've mentioned it before. Along those lines how do you think they would react, if at all, to a laser pointer? I saw an image of this somewhere and was wondering what you thought.

Absolutely! HC them as cats is funny

*I need this meme of Alcina throwing the canon table*

(Post mentioned about purring and cat tendencies : here)

Let’s get into it! :)

Masterlists

Bela

She sees the red laser dot immediately, and immediately her head turns in its direction

You see her study it, almost. Maybe, to deem if it’s worth her time

Bela is the type to attempt to play it cool, really

Yes, she has this urge to catch it, but doesn’t want to make it obvious

As the laser pointer dot is moved to her bed, she will, slowly and elegantly, move over to sit on it

If it’s moved to a wall, she will get up and stand next to it, but not pay the dot any mind at all

In fact, she will do her best to seem uninterested in the shiny thing

And it does appear to others like she isn’t interested at all, until…

SLAP

Her hand slaps over the dot, with her sharp nails out and digging into the wall

Of course, she dislikes this feeling

She jumps and swarms, higher than you’ve ever seen, and pulls her nails back out, just to immediately tackle and cover the dot again

When you move it, she lifts her hand, confused how her prey got away

She keeps following the dot, and tries to slap her slap over it again, slow, steady movements

Bela has a bit of a fragile ego at times

Allow her to catch the dot and only continue a while after, or she will deem it as

“Stupid, below her, not worth it anyway” and ignore it entirely while she pouts

You might want to be careful, too

Bela- she has her eyes on the dot, yes. However…

She will figure out where it’s coming from

Cassandra

A toy? A toy!

She is already chasing after it the second the sees it

Doesn’t matter what is in the way, either

Chairs? She’ll knock them over trying to catch the stupid little, glowy dot

Tables? She flings herself across them

Curtains are pulled down and walls are scratched

Vases are shattered and decoration flies about the place when Cassandra mindlessly jumps into them

Cassandra already likes glowing things. This is the best, though

Cassandra, despite not as much as her younger sister, can be very energetic at times

And very stubborn

She won’t rest until she has the damn dot

When she clasps her hands over it and it disappears, she tilts her head in confusion

She isn’t quite sure what the laser pointer is or does, but knows she wants that dot

She runs into walls and slips on the floor, but keeps chasing the damn dot

You’ll need to move it fast, and everywhere

Cassandra wants this challenge

She attempts to bite the air to catch it, to no avail

Only once has the laser pointer almost been taken from you

When you played as usual and kept aiming it, and spotted Bela sitting in the corner, reading her book

You aren’t sure why you couldn’t help but aim the enticing red dot right at her forehead

Of course, Cassandra tackled her sister to get the dot

With her sister holding her up by the collar of her dress and Cassandra hanging unusually calmly- merely pouting- the laser pointer was snatched from you

Cassandra claims she’s killed the dot

Daniela

Ah, Daniela. It seems, she has endless energy

Luckily, this is a good way of letting most of it, if not all, out

Daniela immediately chases after the dot

Immediately. Its attack on sight

Like her sister, she doesn’t care what she knocks over or destroys in the process

She’s having her fun, and Alcina could never be angry with her anyway! At least never for long

Daniela can be occupied for hours, merely to chase the little dot

She loves when it’s high in the air and she needs to jump and swarm to get it

Unlike her sisters, she attempts to bite it rather than catch it with her hands, most of the time

When she does so and the dot disappears, as her head covers it, she immediately whines

She doesn’t know, it’s now merely at the back of her head because she’s covering it

When she turns around and crosses her eyes upon finding the dot on the tip of her nose, you aren’t fast enough to react

With her hands slapping against her own nose, you only hear a whine and a long, drawn out “Ouwwwwww!”

You are demanded to kiss it better

After this, the hunt goes on

It keeps going for hours and hours, with Daniela laughing and giggling nearly constantly, bouncing about the room like a little ball trying to catch the laser pointer dot

When you notice her energy slowly drain, you move the laser pointer less drastically

With a bite into the air again, you turn it off. Daniela is sure, she’s caught it, and makes a comment about it tasting like a mouse

At last, she flops down on top of you, snuggling and dozing off, demanding head scratches and plenty of kisses for her job well done

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #resident evil village #weird anon

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silentcrowsilentravens · 2 years

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I love your blog 🥺🥺🥺 could you do the ladies of re8 reacting to their s/o stealing their clothes?

Thank you! <3 Absolutely.

Mia Winters, Elena Lupu, Mother Miranda, Bela Dimitrescu, Cassandra Dimitrescu, Daniela Dimitrescu, Alcina Dimitrescu, and Donna Beneviento reacting to their s/o stealing their clothes.

(Gender neutral).

Warnings: n/a

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Mia Winters

Since Mia herself has a frequent habit of stealing your clothes, she can't be too upset when she asks for help finding a cardigan and you show up in it.

Not that you wearing her things bothers her, anyway. Far from it! The sight makes her melt a bit. You’re so cute.

"I can take it off if you w—"

"It's fine," Mia insists, smiling and waving you off. She’ll just put something else on.

(Likely something of yours).

After that moment, the lines between both of your wardrobes begin to blur until they practically become one. Like, yes, you have your clothes and Mia has hers, but neither of you truly acknowledges the line separating her half of the closet from yours.

Elena Lupu

It began with you tearing your coat while working outside, and Elena lending you one of hers for your journey home.

When she next saw you, she had decided to drop by your house and found you sitting on your small porch, wearing it.

You were also wearing it when she ran into you at the market.

And during one of Miranda’s speeches.

Elena figures that if you like the coat so much, she’ll just let you keep it. She tells you such when you do finally try and return it. But you’re insistent that Elena takes it back because it doesn’t smell like her anymore.

Oh.

She gets it now. With a light blush dusting her cheeks, Elena takes the coat back for the time being.

Mother Miranda

Miranda’s robes are just so... nice-looking? Well-designed? Who can blame you for wanting to try them on? Some might consider it ballsy to yoink the Mother Miranda’s clothes and don them, but anybody willing to attempt to get as close to her as you has got to be. At least a little.

You’re enjoying how powerful the look makes you feel when Miranda comes in with a question for you, only to see you posed like... Well, the only apt comparison she can think of is a crab. Point is, you look utterly ridiculous.

“Enjoying yourself?” she asks, making you jump nearly a foot in the air.

"...Maybe."

Okay. If Miranda can trust you enough to sleep beside you in the same bed, to let you see moments of emotional vulnerability that others scarcely get to, then she's going to trust you to wear her things and not ruin them.

Just don't take her robes outside.

And if you ever put on her lab coat, be willing to give it back when she needs it.

Bela Dimitrescu

Bela simply admires you in silence for a minute.

You feel the need to ask whether or not she wants you to return what you're wearing. Her expression isn't easy to read and you can't tell whether or not she's upset.

Bela shakes her head and pays you a compliment before returning to her book.

You look great. Please feel free to wear her stuff more often.

Cassandra Dimitrescu

Cassandra is likely to act as if she doesn’t even notice that what you’re wearing is hers. Even if it’s painfully clear.

Internally, though? Cass’ brain is just going: holy shit. holy fucking shit. holy fucking shit fuck oh my fuck shit holy god.

The sight is so... satisfying? Pleasing? Hot?

Who gave you the right to go around looking that good? It’s borderline distracting.

Daniela Dimitrescu

The first time Daniela saw you in something of hers, she legitimately squealed.

She loves seeing you in her clothes.

(Of course, the fact that this is the sort of thing she's read in many a romance novels is part of the reason why).

But also, you look so good in everything!

Daniela will purposefully leave out things in the hope that you'll wear them. She often chooses items that are obviously hers, too. Just so that everyone else knows.

She's going to start snagging your clothes as well.

Alcina Dimitrescu

It amuses Alcina that you’re so determined to wear her things when they’re so far from fitting you. You have to pull some YouTube life hack-esque bullshit to make most of her things wearable.

Where did you get your dress? Actually, it’s not a dress, it’s a skirt you found in Alcina’s wardrobe.

One time, she caught you all cozied up in one of her fur coats. But it wasn’t until Alcina went to move the coat that she noticed you. You were practically buried within it. After briefly checking to make sure you could properly breathe down there, she just found herself... endeared.

Donna Beneviento

Donna is a tad bit confused when she catches you dressed in something she's fairly certain came from her wardrobe. She has to do a double-take.

Do you need more clothes? She could make you some! You don’t have to wear hers.

Unless you try to explain, Donna is probably not gonna understand.

One day, she decides to try it herself and it completely clicks.

Donna starts stealing your clothes more than you steal hers.

When you're gone and she's feeling lonely or particularly anxious? Putting on one of your shirts, sweaters, or pretty much anything that has your scent? It's nice.

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ctitan98official · 3 months

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@m-r-nicely : I’m tired and it’s hot, so of course I got an idea. The RE ladies (including Jill) enter their room after staying up late for some work or whatever. Maybe they don’t realize at first, but upon a double take they see S/O laying without the blankets in just a thin camisole or topless and underwear/briefs. How do they react? cause based on your past headcannons, I think dollmaker.exe (and potentially birb.exe) would malfunction

18+ Minors DNI

Yes, finally a request for Jill, thank you! Good prompt as well. Let’s get into it!

Alcina:

When Alcina is busy with the wine business, she often goes to bed much later than you.

When she finally gets to her bedroom to get some sleep, she doesn’t expect to see you, in only your underwear, asleep on her bed.

She feels a faint flush overtake her face as she ogles your body.

She scolds herself a bit for admiring you while you are not even awake.

She slips in beside you and tries not to wake you. You move to grab onto her in your sleep and Alcina is comforted by the warmth of your bare skin.

Donna:

When Donna is working on a doll project, she often loses track of time.

Sometimes by the time she’s done, you have long since been asleep.

One evening, she enters her bedroom to see you in only your underwear… She immediately covers her eyes with her hands. Her mind is overtaken by dirty thoughts.

Finally, she uncovers her eyes and tries to get into bed without disturbing you.

You stretch and yawn in your sleep before reaching over and pulling her into your front. Donna’s face is bright red for a while.

Miranda:

Miranda works late into the night almost all the time.

She feels bad about leaving you alone, but she’s just so busy.

One night, she enters her bedroom to see you in your underwear as you doze.

She is uncharacteristically flustered as she drinks in your body.

She fights the urge to wake you up and have you do naughty things to her.

She eventually sighs and decides it’s best not to disturb you. She places a gentle kiss on your forehead as she lies down next to you and drapes one of her wings over you.

Bela:

Bela almost always goes to bed when you do, but occasionally she’ll stay up late to work on something.

She gets kind of bashful when she sees you in limited clothing, so she blushes pretty hard when she sees you sleeping in only your underwear.

She fans herself with her hand to cool down her burning cheeks and crawls into bed next to you.

You stir a bit, but ultimately remain asleep.

Bela lies awake for a while thinking about how you were almost completely naked on her bed. She loves replaying the image in her mind.

Cassandra:

When Cass is down in the dungeons, it’s hard for her to keep track of time.

Sometimes when she goes to get ready for bed, you are already asleep.

One night, she walked in to find you in only your underwear… She was delighted.

She pounces on you and places heated kisses all over your face.

You woke up to a very needy Cass… You love it when she’s like that.

You quickly decide that you don’t mind being woken up so much if this is the reason why.

Daniela:

Dani and you will usually have sex before bed and you fall asleep next to each other.

But sometimes, she is reading in the library and gets sucked into a really good book before she realizes what time it is.

One evening, she walked in and saw you in your underwear sleeping on her bed.

She thinks you look really hot and immediately shakes you awake to help her release the sexual frustration you had caused her,

You were just trying to stay cool, but maybe you should only wear underwear when you sleep from now on if this is the result.

Jill:

Jill works late a lot but it’s usually because she has to file paperwork down at the station.

You try to stay up and wait for her, but sometimes you get tired and just fall asleep by accident.

When Jill enters her bedroom, her eyes widen when she sees how good you look in just underwear.

She decides to strip down as well… However, she takes her bra and panties off too.

She snuggles next to you and you instinctively lie your head on her chest as you sleep (She’s got soft tiddies, what can I say). She smiles and kisses your head before turning off the lights.

She may have woken you up later in the night when she couldn’t sleep and wanted you to touch her. Honestly, it’s mostly why she took all of her clothes off earlier.

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