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willalove75 · 9 months

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Alcina fic idea/request, it’s totally cool if you don’t wanna do this one, I’ve never requested a fic before

Y/N is her shy personal maiden scared of overstepping, Alcina likes making her react/embarrassed. Alcina’s in a bath with Y/N there to fetch anything she’d need and Alcina pulls her in?

I love this idea!!!! I'm honored that I'm the first person you've requested a fic from!🥺💕 I hope you enjoy it!!

Warnings: Smut, a dash of praise kink, a splash of mommy kink, uh, I think that's it lolll

18+ Only Minors DNI

As the day winded down in Castle Dimitrescu you stood by the Countess during dinner with a wine bottle in you hands, ready to refill her glass whenever it was empty. You're been her handmaiden for a few months now so you're used to the Lady's routine and are privy of the things she prefer. Such as her favorite flavor tea, which soaps and oils she likes to use in the bath when she's stressed, which dresses are her favorite, etc..

Lady Dimitrescu has only had good things to say about your performance, something you're grateful for, but she's still the matriarch of the Castle, one slipup and you're in the dungeon. The dungeon terrified you more than anything else, more than the girls' sadistic antics and more than the Lady's massive claws. Even though you've never been down there before, you've heard screams echo through the castle when the door is open when the girls come in and out. Many of the maids who are sent there return with horrific wounds, if they return at all.

Even though you were grateful that Lady Dimitrescu picked you to be her personal maid, you couldn't help but feel like you were always walking on eggshells. You were always quiet, you kept to yourself and did your work and did it damn well. Now that you're the Lady's handmaid, you feel like you've shrunken into your shell even more.

For the first few weeks in your new position, weren't sure why you shrunk back so much. Yes, she could be terrifying, but there was something else, something you couldn't quite put your finger on. Until the first time you saw her undress, that was. She stood before you in all of her glory, her black lingerie contrasting perfectly against her porcelain skin. You drank in every inch of her, her massive breasts, her waist, her toned belly that still had a softness to it, her wide hips, her perfect ass, her legs that seemed to go on for miles. It was almost impossible to tear your eyes away from her, you were only able to do so when she pulled you out of your trance.

"Do you like what you see, pet?"

That's when it hit you like a ton of bricks. Sure, you were a little afraid of her, but more than that, you had the biggest crush on her. It's only gotten worse since that day. You're not sure if she's picked up on it by now, you've tried to be discreet, but ever since then she's tried to fluster you every chance she gets. It's like a game to her, she's the cat and you're the mouse.

The Countess holds out her wine glass in your direction and you walk up to her outstretched arm. She's currently involved in a conversation with her daughters and isn't paying any attention to you, which normally you'd be more than okay with. But since she's not paying attention, she doesn't realize that she's holding her empty glass over your head. Afraid of overstepping, the last thing you want to do is interrupt her conversation with her daughters to ask her to lower her hand so you look around to see if there's a stool or something you can climb on to to reach.

Bela sees you out of the corner of her eye and does a double take, watching you with amusement as you stare at the glass hovering over your head. She begins to snicker and you look over and make eye contact with her and quickly look down with a small squeak.

Lady Dimitrescu notices Bela giggling and follows her line of sight, leading directly to you. She notices that she's holding the glass too high she chuckles and you look up at her, a blush starting to dust your cheeks.

"My little pet, you could have asked me to lower my glass." She says with a faint laugh as she lowers her arm so you can pour the wine.

"I'm sorry my Lady, I didn't want to interrupt." You say, looking down at the floor after filling her cup.

She puts her glass on the table and puts her knuckle under your chin, lifting your face to look at her.

"Such a sweet, timid little mouse." She says, looking into your eyes.

You can see a hint of amusement in them, as well as something else. Adoration? No, the Countess could never look at you in such a way. You can't quite put your finger on it, but the look is soft and somehow makes you even more flustered than usual.

Once dinner was done Lady Dimitrescu asked you to accompany her to her chambers and assist her with her evening bath.

She sits down at her vanity and you climb onto the step stool behind her and begin removing the pins from her hair. She has the softest hair you've ever felt, which is a little strange given she isn't human, but you don't think about it too much. Her thick, raven curls fall just above her shoulder as you remove the pins. You coil a few of the pieces around your finger where the curls fell out, returning them to their natural shape as you go.

Lady Dimitrescu pauses taking off her makeup for a moment and stares at you through the mirror, watching you as you examine each curl as it falls, she admires the way your eyes shimmer and the little wrinkle that forms between your eyebrows when you're focused. Looking up for a moment, you catch her gaze in the mirror and you feel your face get warm, you immediately look back down and silently finish taking out the last of the hairpins.

She smirks at your reaction and after you take out the last pin and fix the final curl behind her ear, Lady Dimitrescu gently grabs your hand and holds it in hers. You freeze for a moment, staring at her hand wrapped around yours, the coolness of her skin is soothing, especially against your rapidly heating skin. Looking up you meet her gaze in the mirror once more and she looks at you with a kind, almost loving smile.

"I've never had a maiden take such care of my curls before. I hope you know your thoroughness and attention to detail doesn't go unnoticed."

"Th-thank you very much, my Lady."

"The face you make when you're focused is quite adorable, if I say so myself little mouse."

You let out a little squeak, a habit you picked up from your mom, and look back down to her hand over yours. The heat rises to your cheeks and you know they must be bright red.

Lady Dimitrescu turns in her seat to face you, when you look up, you're met with a gorgeous pair of golden eyes.

"Do you know why I call you 'little mouse'?"

You shake your head. "No, my Lady."

"Because of that little squeak you make when you're flustered, it's quite charming."

You try and hold back your squeak but fail, miserably. Lady Dimitrescu laughs and turns back around.

"You can go ahead and unbutton my dress now, little mouse." She says after she turns back around, smirking at you in the mirror.

After you unbutton the dress, Lady Dimitrescu pulls her arms out of the sleeves and stands up, the dress pooling at her feet. As you're about to get down from the step ladder to grab it, she sits again at her vanity.

"Be a dear and unclip my bra for me, pet." Her smirk is gone but she has a look in her eyes you've never seen before. You freeze for a moment, she's never asked you to do this before. With shaky hands, you delicately grab each side of the clip and unhook it. Looking up in the mirror, she holds your gaze as she slowly slides the straps off of her shoulders and pulls the bra away. Her breasts drop a bit from the lack of support and she tosses the bra away. It's taking everything in you to hold her stare, you get the feeling she wants you to look, but you could also just think that because that's what you want her to be thinking.

Lady Dimitrescu stands up and you release a small breath of relief as you climb off of the step ladder and head straight into the bathroom. You fill the massive tub up with warm water and add her favorite soaps and a few drops of her favorite oils. As you're finishing up Lady Dimitrescu walks in, stark naked. Never before have you seen her like this, usually she waits until you're out of the bathroom to take off the rest of her clothes. She's as gorgeous and as sexy as you imagined, honestly even more so. You quickly stare at the ground as she walks further into the bathroom.

"Your bath is ready, my Lady."

She gently cups under your chin and slowly, painfully slowly, raises your gaze up towards her. As your eyes move up, the first thing you notice is that your face is just inches away from her heat, you swear your heart stops for a second. She lifts your chin more and you take in the curves on her hips, her belly, looking up further you can see the underside of her breasts and finally, you lock eyes with her. You can feel your face burning up in her hand, you're sure she can feel it too.

Lady Dimitrescu stares at you for a moment and tucks a dark curl behind her ear before crouching down to your height. When she's at eye level with you, the look in her eyes changes, as if she's admiring a piece of artwork.

"Such a sweet little girl." She says softly, her thumb reaching up and slowly pulling your bottom lip down.

Your heart does a backflip and you squeeze your thighs together. She's been teasing you all night, but that intimate gesture is what really made you wet.

Her nostrils flare for a second and the look in her eyes shifts, her pupils dilate and she quirks an eyebrow softly. She leans in, her lips just barely brushing against the shell of your ear.

"So sweet." She whispers before placing a soft kiss on your cheek.

As she drops her hand and stands up you let out a small squeak and she smirks and steps into the tub. It takes everything in you to not melt into a puddle on her bathroom floor.

"I would like you to do my hair for me please, pet." She says as she lowers herself into the water.

"O-of course my Lady."

Walking around to the back of the tub, you climb onto the steps while Lady Dimitrescu leans back and dunks her hair into the water. She relaxes against the tub while you lather the shampoo into your hands and begin massaging it into her scalp. She gently hums as she closes her eyes, enjoying the soothing sensation. You rinse the shampoo out and add conditioner to the ends of her hair, gently combing it through with a brush, starting from the ends and working your way up. After you rise the conditioner out, you dip your hands into the water to wash the excess soap off.

"Is there anything else you need from me my Lady?" You ask as you pull your hands out of the water.

Lady Dimitrescu grabs one of your wrists and holds you there, bent over the edge of the tub. She turns her shoulders towards you and looks into your eyes for a moment.

"Actually pet, I believe there is something you can assist me with."

"Um, what is it, my Lady?"

"I would like for you to join me, little mouse."

You let out a squeak and stare at her wide-eyed. Did you hear her right? She wants you to bathe with her? Lady Dimitrescu senses your shock and chuckles.

"I know your feelings towards me are, deeper, than just being my handmaid, little mouse." You feel your face turn beet red. "I was quite surprised, but pleasantly so. Since you've been doing such a wonderful job, I want to reward you." She leans in and whispers in your ear. "I also find myself very attracted to you, pet. So, what do you say?"

She gently nibbles your earlobe before she pulls away and instead of a squeak, a small moan escapes from your lips. Lady Dimitrescu practically purrs when she hears you moan and leans back in, placing open mouth kisses on your neck. Your eyes roll back and you let out a few more moans.

"Care to join me?" She whispers in your ear.

"Yes." You breathe.

Lady Dimitrescu turns more in the tub and grabs you by your waist and pulls you into the tub and places you in her lap. You squeak as she pulls you in, maids uniform and all and your heart almost beats out of your chest when she has you straddle her, her breasts practically in your face.

She cradles the back of your head and pulls you into her, her lips are just barely brushing against yours. She holds your there for a moment before placing a soft, tender kiss on your lips. Her lips are softer than you ever imagined them to be, you feel like you're floating as she kisses you.

Pulling away just enough to ghost your lips once more, Lady Dimitrescu looks into your eyes.

"Would you like me to continue, pet?" You nod your head. "Use your words sweet mouse." She coos.

"Yes, please." You breathe.

Her pupils dilate so much her eyes nearly turn black, she pulls you into her and kisses you hard. You feel her tongue caress your bottom lip and you open your mouth more, letting her in. As she's exploring the inside of your mouth with her tongue, you feel a bit of a pull on the back of your uniform and then hear a tearing sound. Lady Dimitrescu extended one of her claws just enough to rip through your clothes. When she's done cutting through them, she pulls them off of you and tosses them away. You can hear the splat of the wet cloth hitting the floor somewhere in the bathroom.

She quickly pulls off your bra and claws through your underwear, leaving you just as naked as she is, your body pressed up against hers. Her lips travel down your jaw to your neck where she continues to kiss and suck up and down it. The hand that's tangled in your hair slowly slides down your body, she palms each of your breasts, taking your nipples between her fingers pinching them and rolling them until they're hardened. Sliding further down your body, her fingers dance across your sternum and head towards you belly, she gently drags her nails down your skin until she reaches your core.

There was a part of you that thought she was going to tease you, but to your surprise she immediately cups your heat, the pads of her fingers making contact with your clit right away. You can't help but throw your head back and do your best to swallow a moan as she rubs circles over it. Her other hand grabs the back of your head as she continues making up your neck.

"Good girl, let me hear those pretty noises you make." She says before picking up the pace.

Her lips travel down a bit to your collarbones and chest and she nips and sucks on your skin, riddling you with love bites. Without realizing it, you start to grind down onto her fingers and she smirks.

"Such an eager little pet." She purrs. "Do you want more?"

"Yes," you moan, "please."

Not a second after the words leave your mouth, she slides her middle finger deep into your core. You cry out in pleasure and you grab onto her shoulders. She thrusts her finger in and out of you a few times before curling it inside of you, making you cry out again. After doing that a few times you begin to buck your hips against her.

"More," you beg. "please, I need more."

Lady Dimitrescu tightens her hold on the back of your hair and slides her finger out of you. Just as you're about to whine from the loss she shoves two fingers into you, causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head as you let out a filthy moan. A growl rumbles in her chest when she hears you and thrusts into you harder.

"What a good girl you are, taking my fingers so perfectly, letting me stretch you out so nicely." She says as she sucks on your neck more.

The only thing you can do in response to her praise is moan more and dig your nails a little harder into her. After thrusting in and out of you for a few minutes, her free hand moves down to your hip and she lowers you further onto her lap. Stilling her fingers, she pulls your hips up and back down, picking up the hint, you start to bounce on them. On each reentry she curls them into you hitting all of the right spots that make you see stars.

The harder you slam yourself down onto her fingers, the harder she curls into you and the higher you climb, getting closer and closer to your climax. Slamming down onto them once more, you start grinding your hips into her, bringing yourself closer and closer.

"You're so close my little pet, I can feel you clenching around my fingers." She says. "Do you want mommy to take you over the edge? To make you feel so good?" She coos, which only brings you closer.

"Yes, please!" You cry out. "Fuck me, please fuck me!"

"So vulgar." She teases before sucking on your pulse point for a moment, making you whine.

When she pulls away from your neck, her free hand steadies your hips while you straddle her and she works her fingers in and out of you. Staring off at a bit of a slower pace, she quickly picks it up and in no time she's slamming her fingers in and out of you. Your cries get louder and louder and if you weren't in such a state of bliss right now, you'd be sure that the entire castle can hear you.

The bath water begins to splash over the edge onto the marble floor as she fucks you harder and harder. Your lower abdomen begins to tense up and you feel yourself clenching harder around her fingers.

"Fuck! I'm so close." You cry.

Lady Dimitrescu responds only by going faster and harder. Your climax hits you like a train, ecstasy explodes inside of your body and your eyes roll into the back of your head as you cry out in pleasure. She drags your orgasm out for as long as she possibly can before you practically go limp and fall into her.

She pulls her fingers out of you and holds you close, gently rubbing your back and whispering praises into your ear as the aftershocks rock your body. Each time an aftershock causes you to whimper she places a soft kiss into your hair.

"You did so wonderful little mouse. You looked so beautiful cumming all over my fingers. You did such a good job." She whispers as your heartbeat begins to slow and your breaths even out.

"Thank you, my Lady." You say softly, placing an open mouthed kiss on her neck as your head rests in the crook of it.

Exhaustion begins to take over and you can't seem to fight it. Lady Dimitrescu picks up on it and grabs her soap and washes you and herself. When she's finished, she gets out of the tub with you in her arms and dries the both of you off, carrying you to her bed. Laying you down, she curls up next to you and pulls the covers over the two of you. Her arm wraps around your waist and pulls you closer.

She places a kiss on your forehead and you fight to open your eyes for a moment. Lady Dimitrescu gazes into your tired eyes and you notice that look again, this time you're certain she's looking at you with admiration.

"Go to sleep little mouse." She says, kissing your forehead once more.

Your eyes flutter closed and you think to yourself "I love you."

Lady Dimitrescu watches as you lose the battle to keep your eyes open. Just as you're falling asleep you say "I love you." It was so soft she wouldn't have heard it if she didn't have supersonic hearing. She gently kisses the corner of your mouth and cuddles you into her.

"Goodnight my sweet girl." She whispers before falling fast asleep.

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octoberclidan · 4 months

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I Don't Want You to Leave

Request: Can i request Dean or sam Winchester x f!angel reader, where she comes to help him (s3-4 based) and he just gets to attached to her so he purposely gets her to help him, and she ends up staying permanently 💕

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

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"Angels don't exist", Dean scoffed at the woman who stood in front of him and his brother. She had just single handedly killed three demons; two with a silver blade and one just by touching his forehead. "So I'm gonna ask you one more time, what the hell are you?" He had his gun pointed at her, as did Sam, but she didn't seem phased by them.

"I already told you, I'm an angel". She glanced between the two brothers. "Usually I would've introduced myself as an angel of the Lord, but I no longer wish to be associated with him".

"So what, you're a... a fallen angel?" Sam asked, frowning at her but keeping his aim steady.

"No, not yet at least", she said as she wiped her blade and tucked it into the inside of her coat. "My brothers and sisters don't know that I'm here, and they won't be happy when they find out, so I suggest we go somewhere more private to talk. I'll meet you at your motel room". She vanished in front of them, leaving the two Winchesters extremely confused.

"What the hell was that?" Dean asked, walking over to the space where she had been standing and waving his hand around in the empty air.

"Did you see how she burned his eyes out with just her touch? And her blade acted just like Ruby's knife", Sam said, lowering his gun. "This is big, Dean".

"It has to be some sort of demon", Dean said. "And it's in our motel room", he shook his head as he began to walk towards the Impala. Sam caught up to him and the two of them got into the car.

"Why are you so convinced that she isn't an angel?" Sam asked as Dean started up the engine.

"Because they don't exist".

"How do you know?"

"How many hunters do you know who've met an angel? Don't you think that if they existed we would know before now?"

"Yeah but Dean.. you made a deal to go to Hell. You literally have two weeks left, so if Hell exists, why not Heaven too? Why do you believe in one and not the other?"

"Demons, Sam!" Dean was getting fed up with him now. Being so close to being dragged to Hell had him on edge too. "We've dealt with demons. We've killed them, we've seen them with our own eyes. We've dealt with Hellhounds, we know Hell exists".

"I'm just saying, maybe have an open mind about it. Maybe she can help, she killed those demons, so maybe she knows a way to undo your deal while keeping me alive too".

"Sam", Dean sighed. "I'm not messing with the deal. If I do something to save myself and it kills you in the process... no. I'm not taking that chance. And neither are you". Dean was firm with his statement. If doing anything to his deal had a chance of undoing it and killing Sam again, he wouldn't be able to live with himself. He wouldn't stop until he could find another way to make the same deal again. "We need to find Lilith, Bela told us that she holds the contract to all deals. She's the only one who we can try to end the deal with".

It was only a short drive back to the motel that the boys were staying in. They both had their guns at the ready as they walked into the room. Their eyes were immediately drawn to the sigils that covered the walls, and the woman that was sitting patiently on the bed. "What's all of this?" Dean asked, keeping his eyes trained on her.

"Warding, against angels. I don't want them listening to us. You can put your guns away, they won't hurt me anyway, and I'm not here to hurt you".

"You'll forgive us for being a bit cautious", Dean smiled sarcastically at her, his gun kept pointed straight at her, though Sam let his drop a bit.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Sam asked from behind Dean.

"My name is [Y/N], and I am here to help you", she said.

"We don't need your help", Dean snapped at her. "I sure as hell haven't prayed to anything".

"Aren't you scheduled to be dragged to Hell in two weeks? Have you found a way to save yourself?" She asked.

"Wait, you can stop that? You can stop the deal?"

She was about to respond to Sam's question, but Dean cut her off. "Bullshit. We've looked into everything. There is no way to end the deal without risking Sam's life, and I'm not doing that".

"There is", she said, matter-of-factly. "It's not very straightforward, but it's possible. Sam will be in no danger", she assured him. At this stage, Sam had tucked his gun back into the waistband of his jeans, but Dean hadn't moved.

"Why? Why help us?"

"Heaven has a plan for you, Dean. You too, Sam", she looked between the two brothers. "I want to put a stop to their plan, and the only way to do that is to stop you from torturing souls in Hell". She stared at Dean as she said this.

"Torturing souls? Sweetheart, I think the whole idea of me being dragged to Hell is that it will be my soul being tortured, not me doing the torturing". He shifted slightly and readjusted his grip on his gun. "What exactly is Heaven's 'plan' for us? Why are they interested in us?" He had to admit, she'd piqued his interest.

She sighed, and stood up, walking over to the window to glance behind the closed curtain. "You're the first seal", she said. When both brothers raised an eyebrow at her, she continued. "Heaven wants a fight between Lucifer and Michael. It would mean almost certain destruction of this world".

"Lucifer? Michael? As in archangels?" Sam asked and she nodded.

"Yes, Lucifer has been trapped in a cage in Hell for a very long time. He will need to be released in order to fight Michael. In order to release him, a number of seals must be broken. There is one that needs to be broken first, and that is where you come in, Dean", she turned to face fully. "The first seal will be broken when a richeous man sheds blood in Hell".

"Well, there's your problem solved. I wouldn't do that". Dean gave her another sarcastic smile but [Y/N] shook her head at him.

"You would. You're strong, Dean, but time works differently down there. You'd hold on for years, decades even, but eventually even you will break. They'll tear you apart every day, just to build you back up again and start over the next day. They'll torture you tirelessly without a break until you crack. They'll offer you an out; no more torture for you if you become the torturer. You will accept it, it would only be a matter of time".

"Okay, okay, well even if that's true, you said there are a number of seals, so we could just not break the second one".

"It doesn't work like that", she sighed. "It doesn't need to be you who breaks the rest of the seals, they just need you to break the first. There are over 600 different seals, and Lilith only needs to break 65 after the first is broken. You couldn't possibly predict which seals she will go after and when, especially not when the angels in charge want her to break them".

"Lilith?" Sam asked. "We've been trying to track her down to undo Dean's deal".

"She won't undo the deal. She needs Dean to go to Hell to break the first seal". She walked over to Dean and gently lifted her hand to rest on top of his gun. She looked him in the eyes as she lowered his hand, and, surprisingly to Sam, he let her. "Let me help you". He studied her eyes for a long moment, looking for deception, or any sign of ill intent, but he saw only genuineness. He sighed, and looked back to Sam, before shaking his head, almost in a last attempt to shake off the new hope she'd given him, before he looked back at her.

"Fine, but I still don't trust you".

***

"Who are you texting?" Sam asked from opposite Dean in a small diner in the middle of nowhere. They were light on work at the moment and had taken a 'lead' that was literally just a newspaper article about three men who'd gone missing in a town that hadn't had a missing person case in over twenty years. There weren't really that many people to go missing though, the town was tiny.

"Hmm?" Dean hummed, still focused on texting while waiting for his food.

"I asked you who you're texting, you look like you're concentrating very hard", Sam chuckled.

"[Y/N]", Dean said back, almost dismissing Sam like he was a pestering child.

"[Y/N], huh?" Sam smirked and Dean glanced up at his teasing tone just in time to see it.

"Yes, she is an angel, she managed to stop the apocalypse, so maybe, just maybe, she can help us when we're at a dead end".

"Mhmm", Sam nodded, pretending to take his brother seriously. After [Y/N] had saved Dean from his contract with Lilith while keeping Sam safe and stopping Lucifer from escaping in the process, Dean had caved in and finally accepted that she was an angel. He couldn't really deny it after she'd shown off her wings either. He'd been finding reasons to call on her for several weeks now, and Sam had a strong feeling that he liked her for more than just her ability to help them out. She was an angel, she couldn't be killed on werewolf or vampire hunts, ghosts couldn't hurt her, curses didn't affect her. Dean didn't have to worry about her, and that was a first for him. He also didn't have to worry about Sam as much, as [Y/N] never showed any hesitation in healing either of them even though they'd never asked her to.

"Hi Dean", her voice slightly startled the two Winchesters, they still weren't used to her just appearing out of thin air. "Sam", she smiled at Sam before sitting down beside him, looking across the table at Dean who was in the middle of a text message. "I thought it would be more efficient to speak in person".

"Uh, yeah, hey". Dean's cheeks blushed a light pink, and Sam was finding it difficult to disguise his chuckle as a cough.

"There's no case here. The three men who went missing left of their own free will".

"Really? Was it connected somehow?" Sam asked, angling himself to face her.

"Yes... the three men are together. They didn't want the judgement of their families and friends, so they left to find a larger city where they could have some anonymity and live in peace".

"Together... like, together together?" Dean asked, raising his eyebrows at her.

"In a relationship together, yes". She confirmed and Dean whistled, leaning back in his seat, no longer on the job.

"Case closed I guess", he shrugged. "What are you up to? Are you busy?" He asked, trying to sound casual as he attempted to lean his arm on the back of the seat, but ended up awkwardly having to put it down again as he realised the back rest was too high up.

"No, I'm not busy. Since ruining the chances of setting Lucifer free, the angels have lost interest their plans and are just doing their own thing. There's a lot of disorganisation at the moment, a lot of angels are wandering around earth for the first time or exploring other worlds. Luckily there are some who still care for Heaven and the souls that reside there, but I have no purpose anymore".

"That's a bit... depressing. Are you okay?" Sam asked and Dean leaned forward, a look of concern on his face.

"Yes", she said, looking between the two of them. "I'm fine".

"Well... if you're not busy, why don't you stick around? We'll be looking for a new case now, you could help us, work with us", Dean suggested, and she took a moment to think about it. He studied her face as she looked away from both of them, weighing her options. She was pretty, anyone could see that, but there was something else to her. He couldn't explain how, but she looked pure, and good, and he couldn't help but be drawn to her. He didn't realise he'd been subconsciously leaning forward to get closer to her until he lost his balance and had to slam his hand down on the table to stop himself from falling over. Everyone in the diner looked towards them at the noise, and Dean's embarrassment was extremely apparent on his face as he cleared his throat and mumbled something to himself.

"I think what Dean is trying to say, is that he'd like you to stick around more", Sam said, earning himself a kick in the shin under the table from Dean.

"Is that true?" She asked him, and he swore he recognised a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

"Yeah... just if you want to I mean".

"I would", she nodded, and the conversation fell silent. After a moment, the boys' food arrived at the table and [Y/N] stood up. "I have a few things to take care of, then later I will meet you at your motel room and we can look for a case". Before giving either of them a chance to respond, she was gone.

Dean smiled to himself and started to dig into his food, only looking up to catch Sam smirking again. "What?" Dean mumbled through his full mouth.

"You'd swear you'd never seen a girl before", Sam laughed. "What was that? You were acting like a fourteen year old on his first date".

"Shut up", Dean shook his head at Sam. "She's not a girl". He watched as Sam raised an eyebrow at him. "I just mean she's not a girl that I'd hook up with, you know, like in a bar or something. She's a literal angel, she's not even human, how exactly am I supposed to act around someone like that?"

"I'm just amused that you've gone from calling her something to someone".

"Yeah, well, you'd be hosting Lucifer and I'd be hosting Michael and we'd be fighting each other to the death if it wasn't for her, so I think she's earned the upgrade".

***

After they'd finished their food, they headed back to their motel room to pack up their things and wait for [Y/N]. Sam decided to head out and get some new supplies, since they didn't know how far they'd be travelling for their next case. He left Dean behind with his laptop, giving him strict instructions that it was only to be used for hunting purposes. It wasn't long after Sam left that [Y/N] showed up in the room beside Dean.

"Hi Dean", she said, causing him to jump in his seat slightly, shutting the laptop down a little too hard and little too quickly.

"You have got to start knocking", he said, turning around to face her.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm still getting used to all the various customs", she said, sitting down on the edge of one of the beds. He didn't know if she noticed how often he blushed around her, or if she just assumed that he permanently had pink cheeks and just hadn't commented on it.

"Well, if you hang around with us more, you'll get the hang of things in no time", he smiled at her. "Uh, we don't really have much here to offer you, unless you want to get take out or something? I don't mind driving somewhere to pick up something if you're hungry".

"I don't need to eat".

"Oh, yeah. I forgot, sorry". The room filled with silence as they sat there looking at each other. Dean wasn't used to being lost for words, or not knowing what to say. He wasn't used to being so nervous around someone.

"When Sam said that you'd like for me to stick around more, is that just on cases? If so, I can come back when you find one", [Y/N] said as she stood up from the bed.

"No", Dean immediately stood up from his chair and took two steps towards here so he could grab her arms, afraid that she would disappear again. "Sorry", he said as he realised what he was doing, and let go of her. "God, Sam was right. I promise you I'm not usually this awkward or weird".

"Why are you so nervous?" She asked as she placed a hand on his chest, feeling his heart beating quickly. He covered her hand with his, and he suddenly felt much calmer.

"Because you make me nervous", he said, looking down at her.

"I don't intend to".

"I know. You just.. you're so different to anyone I've ever known. You're able to heal people, you can teleport, you're so strong and beautiful and you rebelled against everything you'd ever known just to save people when so many of us didn't even deserve it".

"You think my vessel is beautiful, you don't know what my true form looks like. You and Sam deserved to be saved, and so many others too".

"No, it's not just your vessel. I think you're beautiful". He curled his fingers around her hand to hold it, and grabbed her other hand to pull it up to his chest too. "It's the effect you have on me, your desire to help those who need it, to heal, to protect, to fight. I think about those who don't deserve to be saved, you think about those who do. That's what makes me nervous, you're almost too perfect to be real, and I don't deserve someone like you in my life. I'm not good enough to have you, but I don't want you to go anywhere, I don't want you to leave".

She didn't know what to say to him, no one had ever spoken to her like that before. She slowly leaned up onto her toes and kissed his cheek, watching as his eyes closed and he breathed out a sigh of relief. When she stood back down, he opened his eyes and looked down at her again. Before he could risk her disappearing in front of him, he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. It was a gentle kiss, both of them a bit unsure, both of them cautious. He broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against hers. "I don't want you to leave", he repeated.

"I won't. I'll stick around".

The end

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roublardise · 2 years

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for the sapphicnatural ask...

1. What’s your all time favorite sapphic ship, and why? and

14. Share :

a. a video (ship or focused on one woman) b. a piece of writing (fic, poetry, meta) c. a drawing/edit/playlist that you think is underrated!

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thank you!!!

What’s your all time favorite sapphic ship, and why?

I went off about Amara/Mary already, so I'm gonna focus on my other beloved: Bela/Anael!

I just love the idea of two con women doing mischief together 🥺🥰

How I see it, is once Bela is a demon after years in Hell. I see her as becoming a crossroad demon eventually, but still wanting nice pricey things. Especially as Hell becomes : a mess ; then rulled by Rowena idk it's unclear how much "liberty" demons can have now.

And Anael is a fallen angel, using fake names and being an amazing business woman. They obvsly live in similar circles, and it's not that much a reach to think they'd meet!!!

Like, I still believe demon!Bela should have been the one in the s15 plot, where they look for whatever magic thing, and it's Ruby coming back. The plot is literally about wanting to acquire some fancy magic thing.... Bela was RIGHT THERE 😤

They would have a "enemies to reluctant allies to lovers" vibe, getting into each others' plans, coveting the same thing, or smth. I do want to write a little one-shot about them eventually, there's so much to explore!!!!

14. Share .... that you think is underrated!

a. a video (ship or focused on one woman)

ok it's so hard to chose... i'll say, this Charlie/Dorothy video by @birbs-in-space i LOVE it and the number of notes is criminally low like hello!!!

b. a piece of writing (fic, poetry, meta)

a lot comes to mind, bc @spnpoetryrenaissance has blessed us with amazing sapphic poetry. but I'll say this Kristen/Siobhan poem by @how-the-feathers-have-fallen really hit me!

c. a drawing/edit/playlist

ok it's less "underrated" as in, it still got way more notes than the art above. however this is SO good, and SO creative, I think everyone should listen to this Jo's song, by @mrcowboydeanwinchester

sapphicnatural ask game

#thank you so much for the ask!!!! 😊💕#ask game #sapphicnatural #spn #anael x bela #spn takes

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ctitan98official · 3 months

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Anonymous: Hii💕can i request how the ladies act when y/n left the village for a week? Will they miss her antics?😂 if you cant do it its totally fine🤗💕 but if you can then thank youu😊💕💕

What a great idea! Let’s get into it!

Alcina:

Sulks. 100%. She is such a sensitive person but won’t admit it.

This woman is a crybaby in my opinion, but only when she’s alone.

She greets you with a big hug and kiss when you return, but her lower lip is always wobbling and in full pout mode.

You have to “prove yourself” to her before she’ll forgive you for leaving. Usually, gifts and cuddles will do the trick.

Alcina expects you to bring her back a souvenir, so you better hope you didn’t forget!

Donna:

She is just so happy you’re back. She hugs you tightly and breathes in your scent.

She’ll make you your favorite meal to welcome you back home. (Mine is pizza rolls, but I think she’d have a fit if I told her that).

You tell her all about your adventures and she listens with rapt attention. She loves a good story.

Angie and the dolls are also very happy you’re back. Nothing like coming home to the wife and “kids”.

Miranda:

While you were gone, Miranda was able to get a lot of things done without having to babysit you 24/7. But, holy crap she’s bored without you.

She is elated that you came back to her.

Miranda always worries in the back of her mind that you will leave and never come back. You always try to reassure her, but she can’t help her nerves.

You wrap Miranda in your arms and hold her tight. You place a kiss to her lips and tell her you missed her so much. Miranda hides her blush by burying her head into your shoulder.

Bela:

Bela is very catlike. She greets you with a cold “hello” and then swarms away.

You raise a confused eyebrow before shaking it off and going upstairs to put your luggage away.

Only minutes later do you feel someone tugging on the back of your shirt as you put your clothes in your closet. You turn around and Bela tugs you to the bed and curls on top of you.

You start laughing, but Bela softly pops you on the shoulder and hides her face in the crook of your neck. She missed you terribly, but is unsure how to say this. You, however, pick up on it fairly quickly.

Cassandra:

Cass is also catlike, however, she likes to cuddle with you immediately. She rubs her face against you so that you smell like her.

Always one to mark and claim what’s hers, she won’t let you out of her sight for the first few hours after you return.

When you show her that you got her a present, she doesn’t even open it. Instead, she hides it away in her stash of favorite things.

You question her, but she shrugs it off as totally normal… It’s kinda not normal, tho. Cass must think she’s part dragon (Ha, like Alcina!) and has to hoard her most prized possessions.

Daniela:

She damn near tackles you when you first go in the castle. Thankfully you catch her before you both fall to the ground.

She also expects souvenirs. She says it’s romantic. She doesn’t really care what you give her, though.

Y/N: For you Dani. Have this $2 scratch-off lottery ticket I got at a dirty gas station near where I was staying!

Dani: *Thrilled, doesn’t even know what a lottery is*

When you get upstairs, Dani immediately initiates sexy times ;)

All in all, she won’t give you attitude. Just aggressive affection and snuggles.

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youre-only-gay-once · 7 months

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"we need more mean/traumatized/angry/morally grey women" you guys could barely handle bela talbot

#bela talbot #spn #bela 💕

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ariasusroom · 28 days

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I just discovered Resident Lover and omg Im absolutely obsessed 💕💕 Donna is my absolute favorite but I didn’t like the drawing I made of her, so I’ll do another one lmao, but Bela looked *so* gorgeous in this dress, I knew I had to draw her.It’s just a sketch and its lazily colored version, so theres that 😎👍

#resident lover #bela dimitrescu #resident lover bela #fan art #resident lover cassandra #resident lover daniela #resident lover alcina

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muffinsin · 4 months

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Hello! First time requester, long time lurker here! 😊

I love all of your stories about the Dimitrescu sisters! They're fantastic and so well written! 💕

I was wondering if you could write one about the sisters meeting an s/o that has a toddler (3-5 yrs old)? The sisters are head over heals for s/o, but are unsure and awkward around the little munchkin at first, then slowly warming up to them and bonding over shared interests.

Like Bela finding out that the kid is really into learning, and she takes it upon herself to teach them anything and everything they want to know.

Maybe the kid wanders into Cassandra’s weapon collection one day, and she sees them take an interest. She proceeds to then talk about the history of each one and promises to teach them to hunt one day.

Daniela finds out the kid loves fairy tales just as much as she does, and she starts reading all her favorite stories to them, complete with voice acting for the various characters in the book.

All the while, s/o sees what's going on and falls even more in love. ❤️💛💚

Thank you! For everything you do! 🥰

Hello! :) thank you for requesting, and lurking. Appreciating all my lurkers as well as those actively interacting with the blog or posts🫶

Thank you! I’m very happy to hear that! :)) absolutely adorable request! Let’s get into it!😊

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Bela

Bela is completely smitten with you

She has been, ever since she met you the first time at the wine event hosted by her mother

Even then, conversation came easy to you two. It started with talking of the business. Of your interest in the Dimitrescu family’s business

Then, easily, the conversation was turned and Bela listened to you talk about you. Eagerly so, she told you a little about herself

Nothing major yet, you don’t have to know of her flies yet or the cadou

She loves talking to you

Every day, she either invites you to the castle or meets up with you in a more secluded section of the village

Bela knows she is catching feelings. She can’t help it around you, no matter the walls built around her

Then, one day, you bring up something new: You have a child

This catches her off guard at first: is there somebody else in the picture? You reassure her there isn’t

Bela doesn’t at all mind that you’ve got a toddler. She is, however, unsure how to proceed

She is extremely maternal. Absolute sweetheart to those she cares about. But- Bela isn’t exactly experienced handling children. Toddlers no less

Even if her sisters sometimes act likes ones

Still, she is very eager to meet your little one

At first sight, she is already completely smitten. She thinks your little one is the sweetest, and adores the fine, but apparent similarities between the two of you

She is unsure how to bond with the small one, though

Of course she is maternal, and often even brings gifts such as toys and fabrics, dolls and such

Then, she notices the toddler’s fondness of learning

You come into the room to find the small child on Bela’s lap almost, completely in awe at the information spilling from her lips

Bela loves learning. She has taught herself many things and is a source of information not only to her sisters, but now also you and your darling little one

She talks of far away lands she has read about and animals never seen in the secluded village. For hours, she talks

Explaining biomes and animals that come with it, while ensuring that she is understood

She’s patient, and doesn’t mind saying things twice. She loves when the little one reacts to her words

In the weeks to come, Bela does everything she can to make the little thing smile. She teaches eagerly, knowing her little student is likewise very eager to learn

Bela is, it turns out, skilled at many things. Or has a general understanding of it at least

Fascinated, you and your child watch as she knits a small, perfectly sized panda for your little one

They love sleeping with it, especially. The small doll/stuffed animal tucked close to their small chest

After this, Bela is keen on teaching your little one how to read and write, as well as you, should you not know how to. This isn’t all that uncommon in the village, she knows

Bela too, is eager to learn more in order to teach you and your child

Bela is absolutely in love with teaching and holding your little one. She praises them for every bit of information they remember

It’s adorable to see the two of them interacting so naturally after such short time

Cassandra

It’s rare for Cassandra to fall head over heels. But she feels it, with you

She feels her attraction to you, as well as the urge to be close to you

Meeting first when she is tasked to find a group of hunters hiding out at the village, and stumbling nearly into you, you’ve caught her attention

Cassandra doesn’t care the fear she strikes when she enters the village. She wants to see you

At first, you’re worried your life is forfeit as the brunette is heard searching and asking for you. Yet when she is in front of you, staring because she definitely did not think of what to actually say, a smile comes to your lips

Cassandra eventually croaks out a small “Hi”

And immediately fights the urge to swarm away. Who says hi?!

It’s awkward at first. Cassandra isn’t one for talking. Yet her fast and eager movements can be a little scary to get used to. Especially with that sickle and dagger at her hip, constantly in reach

She asks you out very early on. She knows what she wants and doesn’t see the point in waiting

Still, she notices, you don’t care the dirty looks you receive for being in her company. She finds it refreshing

After a few dates, you bring up something surprising: a child. A small toddler, yours

Cassandra immediately feels a little discouraged-

She has no idea about children. In fact, the closest to one she’s ever really seen or been close to was Angie Beneviento or perhaps Daniela. But a toddler?

She isn’t good around people. Can she be expected to be good around children?

Cassandra overthinks it, absolutely. She remembers the scared little eyes of young villagers looking at her

Yet, when you reassure her and ask her to meet your little one…those eyes are not scared or hateful

In fact, Cassandra’s dark golden eyes seem to have a firm grasp on your little one

A calming effect, almost. Your small one is too curious about them to be upset, maybe

Still, Cassandra struggles with bonding. She isn’t a children-type of person

This is, until a tiny hand attempts to grasp the handle of her sickle

Cautious at first, Cassandra watches. She knows she can’t let the little one get hurt on her watch. They’re everything to you

But, no. She notices their liking of weapons fast. She practically begs you to visit her at the castle, if only to show you and your child the collection she has

And what a collection it is

Growing up in the village, you are somewhat happy your child is not opposed to weapons and fighting

Cassandra feeds into this hobby, eagerly so

Cassandra allows the little one to hold some of the weapons as she talks about them. She makes sure no body gets hurt, though

She feels as if talking to a child of her own, in a way

She’s never felt this alive. She doesn’t have to hide the thrill hunting gives her, nor her adoration for weapons. Instead, she shares both

She shows off her favorite weapons, and with your permission, even some of her favorite hunting trophies

She shows off casual and specially crafted weapons, and eagerly tells the story of each

Your little one’s eyes sparkle as she talks, Cassandra’s golden ones reflecting in them

Now, Cassandra is by no means fond of information. She has plenty for her weapons though

She talks plenty of the origin of each weapon and their original use

She talks of their effectiveness, and her own opinion of it

Fondly, you watch as Cassandra demonstrates each weapon with a few strikes in the air, safely out of reach. It makes your toddler giggle and grin happily each time

Additionally, Cassandra talks of hunting. What animals to hunt, what weapon is best for what

“You will be the fiercest little predator known to mankind”, she remarks fondly as she tips your little one’s head up. They’re absolutely enthusiastic

Cassandra very quickly becomes one of their favorite people. This is odd, especially for the brunette. She didn’t think she was anyone’s favorite

Still, she takes the title with pride. She promises, one day she will take the little one hunting. The two of them will look after you

Daniela

Upon meeting you for the first time in the castle gardens, Daniela knew she was absolutely smitten

You must be the one!

Despite only being there to make deliveries for the castle, you caught Daniela’s eye

And she has caught yours

She’s a little shy, knowing she technically isn’t supposed to flirt with you. Alcina made it perfectly clear that there aren’t many others trustworthy enough to fill in your position as a delivery woman for the Castle and Beneviento estate

But you just looked so cute, bringing letters and packages!

Daniela simply had to flirt with you. Mother could not blame her for that! And if she did, she would forgive her precious youngest daughter soon enough again anyway

In time, Daniela and your flirting and glances turn to proper conversations

Long walks in the castle gardens, intimate conversations in her room. Held hands, shared kisses, secrets spilled

She learns you have a toddler on your hands, and she’s enthusiastic

She loves children! Even if her reputation makes her scary to most, if not all. Daniela is not the monster they hear of! Yet when she even steps close to hug one, they scream and run in terror

Her heart breaks a little bit when they do so

Daniela immediately asks if she can meet your little one

She insists you can bring them to the castle, as it must be more spacious and warmer than your house. She promises her sisters too, will be on their best behavior

Upon meeting the little one, she is absolutely enthusiastic

It’s a shy little thing at first, and Daniela does her best to try to hold back and not rush in for a hug

Yet, with the little one picking up on the woman’s kind smile and soft appearance (despite her dark clothing, funnily enough), Daniela finds herself the one hugged

That is…unusual for your little one. Daniela must make an impression early on

Nonetheless she eagerly hugs back, grinning at the little giggles she receives in return

Daniela has no hard time bonding with your little one at all. She’s so energetic and sweet, caring and has so much love to give

Not only you, but the toddler sucks it up too

Daniela soon enough picks up on the little one’s enjoyment of stories. Fairy tales, specifically

Of course, there is the village of shadows storybook. It’s one of Daniela’s favorite stories, the one she was told as a goodnight tale countless times

In turn, she tells it to your little one

Then there is sleeping beauty, and the one telling of Rapunzel and her prince. Oh, she loves that one!

With every story, Dani pulls the toddler on her lap and allows them to look at the pictures of the book as she reads

Her voice is light and beautiful, sweet and gentle

It doesn’t once waver, she doesn’t stumble over a single word

As characters talk, she does the voices for them, and it makes your little one giggle so much, it makes your heart ache happily. Daniela all too eagerly giggles along with them

Snow White and the seven dwarfs becomes a favorite soon enough, due to the many voices Daniela makes

Each dwarf receives one, and a backstory and lines Daniela makes up

There is nothing you three rather do than cuddle up and read until all are asleep and warm under the shared, large blanket

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

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