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alxndryngs · 6 months

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A Day Off

A/N: Since I am in desperate need of comfort/fluff, I came up with this. Enjoy!

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Alcina’s favourite maid has a bad day.

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Alcina, sitting in her atelier, was focused on her newest art piece. She only recently had gotten back into painting, and upon her new oil paints arriving, she had pushed work aside for once and hid away in her art room.

She even asked for her daughters to stay by themselves for the day, and put Bela in charge. Alcina wanted to dedicate herself to the work in process fully, without distractions.

The smell of fresh paint and sounds of birds chirping outside had fully consumed her, and hours passed without her noticing.

It was only when the feeling of hunger clawed at her throat that she noticed how much time had passed. Alcina called out, loud enough for the maids to hear.

“Yes, my lady.” Ingrid asked upon entering, her hands folded behind her back.

“Let y/n know I’m in desperate need of a glass of wine, and perhaps a small snack. She’ll know what to make me.”

Y/n had been her personal maid for almost three years at this point, having proven herself more than capable and worthy. Alcina took a liking to the girl, despite her wanting to admit it. She acted with grace, was humble and kind. Everything Alcina thought she herself was not, despite acting with grace.

The maid had left soon after, nodding before dismissal.

“Thank you, my-“ Alcina’s words ceased once her head turned and she was met by the image of Helena, and not y/n. “I asked for y/n, if I’m not mistaken.” Her tone now had a sharp edge to it, already feeling the annoyance bubbling up inside of her.

“Yes, my lady, I’m aware. But I was available, y/n isn’t feeling well today.”

Alcina paused, the paint covered brush slowly being lowered before placed down. It had surprised her that her little maid was feeling ill. In the years y/n had worked at the castle she might have fallen ill three times in total. Nothing could shake her, not even the freezing temperatures of the winter. Instead of freezing and sitting in front of her fireplace, she insisted on Alcina’s daughters receiving her firewood. ‘She didn’t need it’ she said.

“Well, send her the castle nurse. She will fix a remedy for whatever it is that is causing her to feel ill.” Alcina nodded, convinced this idea would be the solution. As the maid stood still, her mouth opening and closing to fish for an answer, Alcina snapped.

“Stop gawking at me like a dying bubble eye fish and do as I said! What am I paying you for?”

The maids mouth now stood agape in fear, and she stuttered for an answer. “I’m- my lady. I’m ever so sorry. A remedy from the nurse won’t help her. She’s just.. not feeling well mentally today.”

The maid paused, then adding in a panicked tone. “I apologise. I’m not sure if I was allowed to share that with you, Lady Dimitre-“

“I’m your employer, you’ll share with me when you last bled if I wish for you to.” Alcina growled, now standing and pushing the maid aside as she left her atelier.

As she strut through the castle, an anxious feeling overcame her. Y/n had always been collected and happy, and it seemed out of order for her to put work on hold. She had seen people die and burn because of Alcina’s wrath. People burning and screaming, being gutted, and managed to sleep like a baby. It confused Alcina.

She had slowed once entering the hallway leading towards the maidens rooms. Her heels thudded against the carpet, ceasing once having approached y/n’s room.

“Y/n?” Alcina called out, waiting for a response before gently knocking on the door with her knuckle. “Y/n, darling. I’ve heard that-“

Alcina stopped herself as the door opened. She fought the smile threatening to spread across her lips when y/n looked back at her.

“My lady.” She greeted, the same smile as always on the girls lips.

Alcina stood confused, licking her lips to moist them before pushing a smile back.

“Do you need me to wash your dress?”

Alcina’s brows furrowed “Pardon?”

“Your dress, my lady. It’s covered in paint.”

Alcina didn’t bother looking down at herself. Instead she shook her head and began to lean down, moving to step into the room as y/n stepped back to allow her to.

“I heard you were ill.” The stutter in y/n’s heart didn’t miss her. Alcina turned to look at her, waiting until she had closed the door before speaking again, her tone softer this time.

“You have always been by my side, ever since you came to Castle Dimitrescu. You’ve listened to me rant about my incompetent brother, complain over my business and daughters. You even dried my tears and blood for me. It is my turn to return the favour, my dear. Sit, and speak to me. What’s causing your little heart to beat this way?”

Alcina lowered herself onto the bed as she spoke. Y/n wasn’t sure if she had ever seen the kindness in Alcina’s eyes like there was now. It was inviting, comforting.

She obeyed, taking a seat next to her lady. It didn’t take long for the words to pool out of her, and all of a sudden, she had displayed the world to Alcina. Every single one of her concerns and problems laid splayed out before her, for her to look at and judge.

But instead, Alcina remained silent the whole time. Not once had she budged in to ask a question, even though there were multiple that burned on the tip of her tongue.

For comfort, Alcina removed the cream coloured handkerchief from her pocket. The Dimitrescu sigil was stitched into the corner.

Carefully, she had dried the maids tears. Her large hand cupped her cheek, and with the other she dried her tears.

Y/n cried, her face flush because of it and the embarrassment of crying in front of someone like Alcina. A wave of guilt overcame her for so freely unloading her problems onto Alcina.

“I’m sorry, my lady. I shouldn’t have burdened you with my problems, I-“

“Shush.” Alcina snapped, her voice immediately softening after. For a moment she hesitated, but then gently pulled her into her lap. She had to lift her slightly to her height to give her a proper hug. Alcinas gloved fingers ran through her hair, holding her close enough to feel her heartbeat against her own chest.

“Don’t ever say that. You are not a burden, or burdening me by speaking about your feelings. Your feelings are more than valid, especially in topics like the ones you have shared with me just now. I am beyond proud that you shared your concerns. It takes courage to speak up about one’s concerns. And from what I can tell, this has bothered you for a long time.”

Alcina gently peeled the maid off of her, only enough so she could look at her. Y/n had leaned on her only after moments, quietly crying into the woman’s shoulder.

Her hands cupped her small face, and Alcina spoke quietly.

“I want you to know that I always will be someone you can trust, and confine in. I’m here, and I’m listening. Do you hear me?”

A small sob bubbled out of her, and she nodded. Y/n’s eyes closed as Alcina pressed the most gentle kiss to her forehead, letting it linger enough for both of them to have time to relish in it before pulling away.

Her lips had left behind a red mark which she would make sure to remove later on. But for now, she was returning the hug y/n had given her. She had thrown her arms around the older woman, holding on tight as her walls began to fully break down and crumble beneath them both.

Alcina closed her eyes, holding her close as she swayed them from side to side. Whispering sweet nothings calmed y/n after a few minutes, and Alcina made sure to show her appreciation of the girl for the rest of the day.

“I started a new art piece.. would you like to join me in the atelier for the rest of the day?” Alcina offered with a smile which intensified upon seeing y/n smile at the suggestion.

She wondered if the girl would notice that it was her Alcina was painting. Taking a stroll through the Dimitrescu garden at midnight, the moon shining down on her.

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spicybunni · 21 days

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Some more RE village doodles with my oc Eden!💕💐

#resident evil village #resident evil fanart #resident evil oc #resident evil 8 #alcina dimitrescu #alcina dimitriscu x reader #re8 village #re8 fanart #lady dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #house dimitrescu

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rosestarlightkatarina · 11 months

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Y/N, bursting into the hall and looking very excited: You won’t believe! That peasant, who has recently insulted me, was found in the woods almost without any of their limbs!

Lady Dimitrescu, siping the new wine: 0h, poor human. How could something like this ever happen to them?

The daughters, wiping their faces : You don’t say!

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mellythesimp · 10 months

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the epic battle of autism and adhd

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sylverstorms · 1 month

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Daniela x Maiden ---- Hunted Ch.10

Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 Ch.4 Ch.5 Ch.6 Ch.7 Ch.8 Ch.9

As the fading sunlight casts its amber glow upon the towering spires of Castle Dimitrescu, an air of anticipation swirls within its ancient halls.

Because duchess Alcina is going away for a few days on a business trip. And that leaves her daughters in charge of the castle and its inhabitants. Naturally…

Nobody can tell if that’s a good or a bad thing.

The staff is divided. One one hand, the consensus among maids and cooks alike is that Bela will have the general command and things will run more or less the same as they do with her mother. On the other… Bela’s word ranges from meaning little to meaning jack when it comes to her sisters. And that’s where the first domino threatens to fall and take all others with it.

The fact Alexia didn’t meet your eyes when you asked her what to expect for the following days is something you choose not to think about.

You are lighting the candles in one corner of the main hall when you hear the telltale thunderous steps of the Lady descend the grand staircase, followed by her daughters. You tense a little, your breath growing a tad uneven, but you continue your task diligently, a safe distance from the massive doorway not to be noticed. You catch a few of the things they say, like Alcina’s instructions on how to answer the phone if Miranda calls and what temperature the wine cellar should be kept at.

“Cassandra, Daniela, I need not remind you that we are understaffed.” she emphasizes. “I do not want to see that the maids’ number has dropped in my absence.”

“Yes, mother.” they nod in unison, with one looking like she’s agreeing for the sake of getting this over with and the other gazing up at the statuesque woman like a puppy. A puppy straight out of the most chaotic pit of hell.

“Bela, I want you to personally supervise the shipment from Duke tomorrow.” she continues, adjusting the chic fur cloak around her massive form.

“Don’t worry, mother. I will see to it that everything is in order.” the blonde replies.

You watch as Alcina’s key is slid into the lock and the heavy gates are opened with a mere light push of her gloved hands. Then, she turns to cast one last fond look upon her daughters. Despite all the oddities of this family, the things you know about them and how they came to be… this simple gesture gets to you. It hits your most vulnerable cord and the image gets burned into your brain. You will never unsee this.

“Safe travels.” Bela bids.

“We’ll miss you!” Daniela exclaims. It’s sweet, save for the fact that is not the tune she was singing yesterday, when she was jumping on her bed –and on you– going ‘yeeesssss, bless these business trips!’

The doors close behind Lady Dimitrescu.

You count exactly five beats that pass in silence.

“Slow and steady wins the race, mother!” Cassandra is the first to break character.

“Don’t worry about aaaanything~” Daniela sing-songs and at this point you have to feel at least a little sorry for Bela.

Then you remind yourself the asshole stopped your escape and nearly broke your back on a table not that long ago. Every bit of suffering she endures from her sisters these days is a well-deserved slap straight from karma. You’re already feeling the score being settled as they giggle and cackle around her and all she can do is control her breathing and bring two fingers to the bridge of her nose.

You shake your head and go about lighting the rest of the candles around.

Or, more accurately, you try to.

Because a wild buzzing later, you find yourself knocked forward as a familiar weight crashes onto your back. Daniela’s arms wrap around your neck and she practically demands a piggyback ride, painted lips hovering by your ear;

“How are you doing, Knight~?”

Yeah, you sigh. It’s going to be a rough couple of days…

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On the second day, your early-evening nap is interrupted by a maid nearly breaking down your door to tell you the daughters summon you to the armory, asap. You actually have to ask for instructions as to where that even is, and your muscles grow more and more tense along the way.

The door is left open, as if whoever is inside is waiting for you. Swallowing past the lump in your throat, you strain your ears to get an idea of what is happening on the other side, until you hear the distinct sound of Rhiannon’s and Daniela’s voices. Releasing the breath you weren’t aware you had been holding the entire walk to the armory, you rap your knuckles against the open door just to be polite, then step past the threshold.

Alexia and Rhiannon are the first ones to catch your eye, standing next to Bela and Daniela respectively, while Cassandra examines the weapons mounted on the wall. You note that the sisters are dressed in their heavy winter gear, complete with scarfs and everything. Then you glance at the practical clothes the other humans in the room are wearing.

“Um. Are we… going to war?” you squint.

“I wish.” Cassandra huffs from the weapon racks.

“We’re going hunting.” Alexia replies.

“Who’s ‘we’?” your eyes widen, because you have a very bad feeling this includes you and–

“We.” Daniela beams at you, gesturing around with her finger. “The temperature is at ten degrees tonight!”

“Nine.” Bela corrects under her breath.

“Which is practically ten.” the redhead rolls her eyes dramatically.

“Think fast.” Cassandra interjects, throwing you a hunting spear so fast you basically stop it from knocking you down rather than actually catch it mid-air. Your breathing quickens again. You just can’t catch a break with this family.

She goes far easier on Rhiannon when she sends a crossbow and bolts her way. Lastly, she personally walks over to Alexia and hands her a leg sheath filled with throwing knives. The hazel-eyed beauty fastens them on like she’s done this a couple of times before. All the weapons are in excellent condition, sharpened and lethal.

“Alright, listen up.” the brunette begins, as if a captain emphasizing key mission points to her squad. “We will be traveling together at first, but we are still split into three teams. Our prey is a mutated coyote. You’ll know it when you see it by its crimson fur and two heads.” she explains. “My sisters and I can only chase it and hoard it to openings for you to kill, but we can’t land the final blow ourselves. That would be too easy. Your weapons have been selected based on your hunting experience to even the odds. Whoever’s girlfriend gets the kill wins and the victor picks our meals until mother returns.”

“Whatever you do, don’t let Daniela win.” Bela huffs under her breath, as if to herself.

“Hey, I heard that!” the youngest growls.

“Question; what happens if we don’t want to kill an innocent animal?” Rhiannon asks.

“We knew you’d say that, so we picked this coyote for a reason. So far, it has killed over a dozen sheep!” Daniela says this like it’s a tragedy. Then, she carelessly adds “Oh, and one villager. Or was it a tourist…?”

Rhiannon nods. “Sympathy is now depleted. We can go.”

You test the spear’s weight in your hand. Its balance is great, yet it’s also one of the heavier ones and sure as hell won’t be easy to throw. You’re used to hunting with a recurve bow, so this thing is definitely going to be a challenge for you. Alexia still has the hardest projectile to land, but you suppose she must have some experience, on top of being paired with the huntress of the family.

“Is there any chance that thing, like… attacks us?” Rhiannon asks Bela, who smirks.

“Try not to think about it.” she speaks, but her eyes say something closer to ‘don’t worry, I won’t let anything harm you’.

“If push comes to shove, I’ll just let Knight rescue me.” Daniela smiles dreamily. You really want to argue that it should be the other way around.

“Oh, God. How do I get into team Cassandra…?” you joke.

“Seren!” the redhead gasps, slapping your arm lightly.

“I like her!” the brunette laughs, ever at the expense of her sister.

What a crazy family, you muse, watching them interact. Whatever higher power paired the people in this castle together… it had a deep sense of humor for sure.

With a fond shake of your head, you exit the castle behind them.

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The skies are filled with clouds tonight. Moonlight comes and goes in soft waves, washing over the forest cradling the village one moment and vanishing soon after.

The remnants of winter's grip linger, with patches of snow clinging desperately to the forest floor like white freckles. A canopy of trees spans far and wide before you that seems to come alive with whispers and shadows. Being here would petrify you, if you were alone.

But you’re not alone. You’re surrounded by the giggles and comments of the most problematic group that’s ever grown on you in your entire life. Unfortunately, you happen to be their subject of interest at this particular time.

“Honestly, Seren, I have to hand it to you. I never thought you’d be alive under Dani’s care for more than a week.” Bela comments.

“‘Under’ Dani’s care.” Cassandra snickers, earning a growling glare from her younger sibling. You have to admit, the brunette contests with Bela for who can be the biggest bitch at times, but you are starting to see the sexy in that.

“I can keep my teeth out of a human if I choose to, you jerk!” the redhead snaps.

“No, I mean it’s a wonder she hasn’t offed herself after dealing with you for more than a month.” Bela’s lip twitches upwards, as if she’s trying –and failing– to keep a straight face.

“She tried, remember? You stopped her.” Cassandra adds more fuel to the fire.

“I definitely remember.” you interject, eyeing Bela.

“What? I was careful not to break any of your bones.” she says.

“Oh, that was you being careful…” you grimace.

“In all honesty, if you’re here still that means she probably was.” Rhiannon adds.

“You didn’t feel what I felt, Rhiannon.” you shake your head.

“Unfortunately.” she and Alexia both say simultaneously.

You roll your eyes at them, full circle. “Maybe it sounds good on paper but there’s no way you guys would have enjoyed that.”

“You don’t know Alexia very well.” Cassandra chuckles.

The barrage of comments continues, shifting back to bullying Daniela. The sisters push and prod at each other like lion cubs, until they end up a few ways ahead of you, three dark silhouettes atop the hill your calf muscles are protesting to climb. Life must be a lot easier when you have superhuman stamina and levitate. You think.

Bela turns around and flashes to Rhiannon’s side to help her up, but Daniela and Cassandra are too busy throwing remarks at each other’s face to care about Alexia and you.

The spear in your hand feels weightier now than it did before. You stop for a moment to glance at the distance you’ve covered over your shoulder… and that is when a thought strikes you.

If I were to start running now… could I escape?

Do I even have a chance...?

You have a map of the city and its underbelly in your mind thanks to Daniela. You will no longer be running blindly. Within seconds, an entire plan forms at the forefront of your mind. With a little luck, it’s doable. You know the Dimitrescus’ shared weakness now and you know of the nitrogen conducts leading to the factory from beneath the ground. Your eyes fall to the weapon in your hand. It’s both heavy and sturdy enough to pierce through.

All you have to do… is use Daniela’s greatest vulnerability against her. All you have to do is show her how right she was to have zero faith in humanity.

Your fingers have gone white around the hunting spear.

Until Alexia’s hand comes to rest over one of your own. Torn, you look into her eyes for guidance and see her subtly shaking her head no. But she doesn’t know what it means for all of you if you stay.

You don’t have long now. The melting snow all around you is a painful reminder of that.

“Babe, hurry it up!” Cassandra’s voice calls from atop the hill. With one last lingering look, Alexia takes a step back from you, continuing her hike.

Seconds pass –or perhaps minutes– pass, yet you feel frozen in time. A faint buzzing is what brings you back to reality, and by the time you turn around, Daniela is landing soundlessly a few steps ahead of you. Her bi-tone eyes fix on yours for a tense moment.

“Knight? …All good?” she asks before she extends a hand towards you.

“Yeah.” you lie with a smile as you take it.

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For the rest of the trudge through the forest, you feel numb.

The conversation around you flies right over your head and you only actively take part in it when you absolutely have to, in order to upkeep the pretense that everything is fine. But you’re not fine.

You didn’t run when you had the chance to. You just let it go.

An older you wouldn’t have missed the opportunity, no matter how slim it may have looked. But the fact remains; you hesitated. Your heart wasn’t in tune with your brain, not even close. And that disparity is what gets to you the most. Because above all the reasons why you need to go, why you want to leave, at the forefront of your mind was…

Her.

Suddenly, the Dimitrescus bristle like panthers catching the scent of blood. Sniffing the air, you see their eyes shift into a darker, primal gold. Daniela, eager and impulsive, smirks and makes to dash forward, but her sisters’ hands descending on either shoulder grab her and nail her feet to the ground before she takes off.

“One by one. Wait your turn.” Bela reminds her, voice deep with authority. Then she grabs Rhiannon’s hand and vanishes into the darkness first.

The other two are barely holding themselves back from going in, but, albeit seething with anticipation, they do wait for the first pair’s attempt. In calculated grace, the blonde leaves her partner at a vantage point and half-slides, half-flies down the slope, forcing the coyote to back, growling, into a moonlit patch of the uneven ground.

Rhiannon aims… and takes her shot.

The arrowhead flies well over a meter above the beast’s two heads, embedding itself into a tree bark. The redhead struggles to pull back the string to reload, while Bela flashes behind the coyote so it doesn’t escape. The second shot is much closer, but the creature twists to the side with uncanny agility. It’s a good thing Bela does the same.

“Nice one! That almost killed Bela!” Daniela cackles.

The prey manages to slip away into the woods and Cassandra’s seizes the opportunity to pursue. You hear only a sharp “Let’s go!” and watch as she leaps high into the trees while Alexia runs after her.

Their paths split for a moment, long enough for one to obscure herself while the other lands powerfully in front of the creature, freezing it in its tracks. The spot isn’t as ideal as Bela made it out to be light-wise, but Alexia’s coordination with Cassandra is something to marvel at. It only takes her a split second to jump out of her hiding position, casting a knife at the coyote’s neck. Unfortunately, the beast lowers itself the slightest fraction in the nick of time and the knife grazes its ear instead.

Black blood drips onto the soil.

A powerful, enraged roar escapes the beast, at a volume that leaves you stunned in your spot.

Daniela, however, grabs your hand and zooms towards the next opening. If you had eaten dinner, you’re certain it wouldn’t be sitting in your stomach for much longer.

Still, you shake yourself out of the daze and take control of the adrenaline, calculating the weight of the spear versus your own strength. Without warning, the redhead lets go of you and you immediately duck into a roll to recover from the shift in momentum. The second you’re back on your feet you draw back the spear and aim, waiting for her to back the feral animal to a place you can see. It’s not as easy as it was with her sisters. The thing is now wild from being wounded, twisting about in erratic motions.

Hold steady. You remember what your father taught you as a little girl, when he took you to your first hunting trip. Hold your breath as you line your throw… and..

The coyote jumps towards her, foaming jaws snapping. You feel something inside you click.

The next second, your spear cuts through the air, straight into the animal’s neck.

Its end is instant. Soundless. No twitching, not even a whimper. Its terrifying body simply collapses onto the dirt like no more than a ragdoll and you’re left there, staring, with your heart pounding in your ears, your muscles shaking.

Something so horrific, so deadly, felled by a single spear. Felled by you.

What an empowering thought. Suddenly, endorphins rush you and you’re lighter than you’ve been all night. You’re grinning when Daniela beams at you and leaps all over the place like an overexcited bunny, flies buzzing in every direction, poking fun at the sour expressions her siblings are wearing.

“Ha! Bow down in the face of superiority, you two!” she points.

“Don’t you mean the face of stupidity?” Bela crosses her arms.

“What was that?!” Cassandra snaps at Alexia, smacking her arm in a slap that may as well be a caress with how she measures her strength. “Getting its ear like that, were you trying to pet it from a distance?!”

“I couldn’t see shit back there!” the other woman says while rubbing her bicep. exasperated.

“Thank you, thank you Seren! We’re having liver for the next few days~” Daniela laughs in a way that lights up her entire face, gluing herself to your side.

For some strange reason, although you’ve done so much more than this together, the act makes your cheeks redden. You stare at her pretty face for a brief moment and realize that her joy is infectious. Her dimples and cleft chin and her mannerisms in general… she’s probably the cutest redhead in Romania.

Meanwhile, Bela and Cassandra share a look and a miserable sigh.

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In the early hours of the morning, you’re in Daniela’s bed, keeping her company –and keeping the bed warm– until she falls asleep. The temperature wasn’t low enough to hurt her tonight, but the humidity has crept under her skin, bringing a certain level of discomfort it always takes her a while to completely shake off.

She’s nestled against you, hugging a monster teddy to her chest, her chin resting atop its head as she reads the novel lying on your lap atop the covers. You glance down upon it a few times, cautious of its contents. Thankfully, the scenes you happen to skim through are all suspense and romantic undertones. No smut. Yet.

Then she turns the page to the next chapter, titled; Soulmates.

The word catches your eye. It seems to hold her attention, as well, and she draws in a small, unnecessary breath.

“What a concept, no? Two people ideally suited to one another. Meant to be.” Daniela comments in a low voice. She seems the type of soul to be enamored by the idea, but the way she spoke the words, her aura in this moment… there is a certain weight to it all.

“I don’t know if I believe it.” But it’s much more accurate to say you don’t know if you want to. Because being your soulmate… doesn’t that automatically condemn another person to a lifetime of hurt?

“I didn’t know if I did, either. Until I saw Cassandra and Alexia together.” she replies. “There’s no other person in this world that could match my sister like she does. She just gets her, in a way not even Bela and I can, at times.”

You can’t argue with that. You’ve seen them, around the castle and especially earlier, how seamlessly they flow. Two seemingly polar opposites that connect like magnets.

“And it was instantaneous, too. Before Alexia was brought to the castle, Cassandra and I saw her at the village, on our way back from a hunt. I think she was chopping wood for her house or something. My sister stared for half a minute. I never saw her look that way at a human before.” she reminisces.

“And Bela?” you ask.

“Bela is different. Thinks differently, functions differently. No amount of beauty would ever spark her interest and make her show favoritism.” Daniela explains. “The first time she heard Rhiannon sing to the wounded in the dungeons, she told Cassandra and I not to touch the ‘songbird’, though still, it was more along the lines of owning a pet than anything else.” she says. “But the way Rhiannon protected her family later on, it shattered Bela’s defenses. She was forced to see her then and everything else was a slippery slope from there.”

Through impossible circumstances, it seems her siblings really did find their perfect matches. Hearing of how their stories unfolded, you begin to think that maybe the notion of soulmates isn’t quite so farfetched, after all. Which inadvertently makes you wonder about Daniela and yourself.

You are aware that in almost a hundred years she hasn’t felt genuine attraction towards anyone, no matter how she may have wished to experience it. She has been open about finally feeling that spark with you, and the way her body reacts to you can’t lie, but you don’t know if there’s anything deeper than that for her.

And you’re alarmed by the fact you want to know.

Your heart beats quicker and you’re certain she can hear it. The pages of the book in your lap aren’t turning anymore, but her eyes are still focused on it. You wonder what she’s thinking, what world she’s lost in inside her head and what your place there is, if one exists at all.

You wonder if she considers the two of you soulmates. Fated.

“What about us?” you question, unable to bear the weight of leaving the question unasked. Still, you voice it as casually as possible, not wanting to add to the tension already building in the air.

Daniela shifts slightly against you. “It’s scary to define us.” she speaks lightly, but the emotion locked behind the words is anything but.

“Why?” But you already know the answer; It’s because of you.

“Because whatever word comes to mind… may only be true for me.” she replies and you can’t explain why it’s like a stab to the gut.

Daniela is extremely perceptive. When she saw you hesitate tonight, you have no doubt she saw your thoughts written all over your eyes. In fact, you’re sure she has always been aware of your pressing need to leave, your plans and calculations on how to, even if the real reason why eludes her. Yet she still took you on tours around the village when you asked. She showed you all the escape routes, walked you right over the nitrogen pipelines despite knowing they could one day be used against her.

Now it’s clear to you why.

“And if I finally settle on ‘love’...” she says, voice low, “I’ll have to hold the door open for you.”

#resident evil village #fanfiction #re8 #bela dimitrescu x oc #cassandra dimitrescu x oc #daniela dimitrescu x reader #creative writing #back from the war and bringing goodies~#gremlin shenanigans #and soff baby Dani at the end

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ghost-n-butteredtoast · 1 month

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Dimitrescu Books

Chapter 43 <<Link

1 Dimi, 2 Dimi, 3 Dimitrescu Girls

Explicit: 18+ - only suitable for adults

Artist: Unknown (Let me know if you know their username/site)

"...I protested at first, adamant on doing it alone. Yes, my father had assisted me financially, but I had made my bed, and I was determined to lie in it! And though it was a king size, it became rather small when three pairs of little legs and arms joined my six-foot-three frame.”

You erupted with laughter, both at her unexpected wit and the image of her being crammed between all these little girls. It was a sweet image, one you wished you could have been present for.

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zyrineasworld · 10 months

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*Alcina and Y/N arguing*

Alcina: At least I don't need a chair when I have to reach something.

Y/N: it's because you kneel when you want to reach something. *With a smug smile*

Alcina: *blush immensely*

Bela *who's in her room*: I'm glad I'm not near the-

Daniela: *goes inside Bela's room* Guess what? Y/N said mother kneel in front of her every time they-

Bela *cover her ears with pillows*: shut the fuck up!!

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willalove75 · 7 months

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The Estate | Lady Dimitrescu x Fem!oc Chapter 3

Summary: Your second day at work arrives and you meet a few more of your coworkers.

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI

Tags: Slow burn, flirty

I'll add more tags as needed!

Notes: Chapter 3!

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Once you're showered and dressed you open the door to Emma's room to wake her up. To your surprise, the toddler was already up and out of bed and rummaging through her toy bin.

"Good morning Emma. What are you looking for?"

"Mommy! I want my baby doll. She has to eat breakfast!"

"Oh she does, does she?"

"Yes, she's hungry."

"Alright, let mommy help you so you don't make even more of a mess."

You walk over to her and grab the doll out from the bottom of the bin and hand it to Emma.

"You must be hungry baby! Lets get breakfast!" Emma says.

The little girl saunters out of the bedroom with her doll in her arms and you can't help but giggle.

Once you get into the kitchen you help Emma into her booster seat and you sit the doll on the table next to her.

"Mommy, can baby and I have waffles?"

"Of course, love."

You pop two Eggo waffles into the toaster and make yourself breakfast. Just as you're finishing up the waffles are ready and you put them onto a plate along with a handful of blueberries. Once they're a cooled off enough so Emma won't burn herself, you cut the waffles up into smaller bite-sized pieces and pour a little bit of syrup over them. You grab your coffee and breakfast along with Emma's and set her plate down in front of her.

After every couple of bites Emma brings her fork to her baby doll's lips and "feeds" her breakfast.

"Is it yummy baby?" Emma asks the doll.

You watch your daughter as she chews on her waffle pieces and fruit while she continues to feed the doll with a smile on your face. Sure, she's getting syrup and blueberry mush everywhere and is making a mess - many of the pieces she "fed" her doll ended up on the floor - but you don't care. All you care about is her happiness and right now, she's the happiest kid on the planet.

When you finish eating you pick up the forgotten pieces of food off of the floor and give it a quick wipe with a paper towel. After cleaning it up you take a wet cloth to Emma's face and wipe her clean.

"Mommy! Don't forget to clean baby!" Emma says.

"Of course not!" You say as you wipe the sticky syrup remnants off of the dolls face. "Alright, how about we get dressed?"

"Me and baby?"

"Yes, you and your baby." You say as you put her down onto the floor.

With an excited squeal Emma runs into her bedroom with the doll in her arms and begins to pick out an outfit for her. As she's occupied you pull out an outfit for Emma and lay it out.

When she finally picks out an outfit, you dress the doll and finish getting Emma and yourself ready for the day.

"Come on Em, we gotta go, mommy can't be late for work!" You call out to her.

"Coming mommy!" Emma says.

She runs out of the room with her doll in her arms and meets you by the door. You unlock it and Emma climbs down the stairs on her butt while you follow her.

"Hi Margie!" Emma says.

"Good morning Emma!" Margie says as she leans down and gives Emma a hug and kiss on the cheek. "Good morning Katie."

"Morning Marge!"

"Ready for your second day?"

"As ready as I'll ever be I guess." You say with a smile.

"I'm sure you'll do great."

"Thank you."

You head out the door with Emma and off to your in-laws house once more.

After you drop off Emma you make your way to work.

As you walk inside you see Cassandra behind the bar again. "Good morning." You say with a smile.

Cassandra either blatantly ignores you or doesn't hear you, but you think it's the former as opposed to the latter.

After you put your things down, you get yourself settled at your desk and turn on your computer. The first thing you do is check your emails for anything you may have gotten after you left and then you go over your to-do list.

Once you outline what it is you want to get done for the day you dive right in. The first item on this mornings list is to work on the next marketing campaign. The campaign is to advertise the new Sunday brunches that are starting in the beginning of the summer. It's only mid-April but you want to start running them by mid-May the latest.

The newly familiar sound of heels clicking across the floor echoes through the hall. When you look up you see Alcina walking past your office. She glances over at you and flashes a smile as she takes off her sunglasses, resting them on top of her head.

She stops at your door and you turn to face her. Her outfit is impeccable, just as put together as it was yesterday. A pair of flowy, high-waisted, printed pants with a sash tied neatly around her waist. A black V-neck popover blouse tucked in. To accessorize the look she has a pair of black heels, her black purse hanging in the crook of her elbow, a black blazer with a leather lapel and her signature gold jewelry. Just like yesterday her makeup is also immaculate. Her winged eyeliner is damn near perfect, eyebrows filled in with such precision you wouldn't think they were even touched at first glance, and her lips are painted with a deep crimson.

"Good morning Kathleen." Alcina says.

"Good morning."

"Bela should be here within the hour, her class should be ending soon. Then she can go over the social media accounts with you."

"Sounds good."

"And you received the invitation for the all-hands weekly staff meeting for this morning, yes?"

"Uh," your eyes widen and you turn towards the monitor that has your email up. "I don't think I did." You say as you check the calendar in your email. There's no unaccepted or pending meetings and no email invitations. "I don't see it."

"If you received it, it would be there." She says with a sigh. "My apologies, I will send you the invitation once I get settled."

"Oh sure, no rush. What time is the meeting?"

"It's at 10 o'clock."

You scribble it down into your notebook.

"I will be there. Email invite or not." You say, nodding to the computer screen.

"Excellent."

And with that, Alcina turns on her heels and heads into her office. The scent of her perfume lingers well after she's gone. As hard as you try to ignore it, it's nearly impossible not to focus on the smell as it envelopes you.

Just as 9:30 rolls around a blur of blond hair zooms past your office and down the hall. A couple of minutes later you hear the clicking of heels once more followed by a small knock on your already-open office door.

You turn to see Alcina with a young blond woman. The same one you saw for only a moment yesterday with Cassandra.

"Kathleen, I would like to introduce you to my eldest daughter, Bela."

"Hi, it's nice to meet you." You say as you shake her hand. "Bay-la," trying to pronounce it correctly. "not Bella?"

"Yup, exactly." She says with a smile. "It's nice to meet you too."

"Bela will go over the social media accounts and-" a phone ringing down the hall pulls Alcina's attention away. "I'm sorry, I must get that."

"No worries mom, I got it."

"Thank you draga." She says, before placing a light kiss on top of her head and disappearing down the hall.

"Alright, lets get to it."

For the next half-hour Bela goes through all of the social media accounts. She shows you what she's been doing, the photos she's been taking, how she's been taking them and where the best places she's found to take pictures are. The two of you walk around the estate and she shows you her favorite photo locations and where to grab things from if you need props or other things for the pictures.

"If you need a specific bottle and mom doesn't give it to you just ask Cass or any one of the bartenders. They can grab you one. Just let them know its for the socials so they don't bring you out one with a ripped label or something."

"Alright, sounds good."

"So, how are you liking it so far?"

"It's been good, I still have a lot to learn about the estate itself but it's nice to be working again."

"How long were you out of work for?"

"About two years."

You know the next question out of her mouth is going to be "why?" and you brace yourself. Just as she goes to speak her phone rings. Literally saved by the bell.

"Oh damn it's 10 already? The meeting starts in a couple minutes. I gotta grab a few things so I'll see you in there."

"See you soon."

A wave of relief washes over you and you head back into your office and grab your notebook. You follow a few other people into the conference room as you all file in.

Everything in the estate had a rustic look to it and the conference room was no exception. It was a big room with a large, rectangle table in the middle and windows overlooking the vineyard lining the far wall. Opposite the windows sat a window wall, the only barrier between the conference room and the rest of the office. The conference room door was a barn door and when it was open, the grilles lined up perfectly with the ones on the window wall - so satisfying. The other two walls were adorned with reclaimed wood that matched the beams trailing on the ceiling from one end of the room to the other. The wall closest to the door had a massive television screen mounted to it, presumably for presentations and zoom conferences.

You politely smiled at a few people you hadn't met yet and went to find a seat. Alcina, to your surprise, didn't sit at the head of the table but right in the middle of it. Part of you hoped you'd be able to find a seat near one of the ends but of course the only seat that was left open was the one directly in front of your new boss.

The rest of the staff got comfortable in their seats as they all waited for Alcina to finish doing whatever it was she was doing on her laptop. As much as you tried to avoid looking at her, she was right in your line of sight.

She really was beautiful. You did your best to look at anything else but your eyes always wandered back to her. Her perfectly curled hair tucked behind one of her ears, putting her pearl earring on display. The way her reading glasses were perched on her nose somehow made her look both cute and incredibly sexy. Like a hot librarian.

The minute you realize your thought you feel a warm flush across your cheeks and you push it out of your head. She's your boss, you can't be thinking about her that way! As you're chastising yourself in your head her eyes flick up and meet yours. You feel the heat in your face grow and you look away but not before catching her flashing you a small smile.

"I apologize for keeping you all waiting." She announces to the group who falls silent. "There isn't much on the agenda today so this should be quick. Before we begin, I would like to introduce our newest team member, Kathleen." She says, gesturing across the table to you. "She has taken over John's position in marketing and will be with us full time. I would like to not overwhelm our newest staff member so if there are any questions related to her department please continue to send them my way until she is acclimated." Alcina says. You notice her eyes flash to the man sitting at the head of the table on your right and she continues. "Now, there are no major updates, sales are steadily increasing as the weather improves and once the advertisements for our Sunday brunches have been launched I have no doubts that sales will continue to rise."

She talks more about how the business is doing in general, updates on shipments due and what orders need to be placed. She mentions new menu items and what seasonal food and drink options are going to be swapped out soon. Once she's finished with her list she goes around the room to each staff member and asks if they have anything for the meeting. A few of the people say they don't have anything, the man at the head of the table says he has nothing for this meeting, whatever that's supposed to imply. Some of the different departments talk about what's been going on, what they need from others and overall departmental updates. As she goes around the table the man next to you speaks and you feel your heart beginning to beat faster. "What am I supposed to say? Would it look bad if I didn't say anything at my first meeting?" You think. When it comes your turn, Alcina skips over you and goes straight to the man to your left. A breath you didn't realize you were holding is released and you feel your heartbeat beginning to even out.

After about an hour the meeting started it comes to a close and Alcina dismisses everyone. Before you get up you catch her eye.

"I hope it's alright I skipped over you today." She says.

"Yeah, that was totally fine. I was starting to get nervous about what I was going to say anyway since it's only my second day."

"I presumed as much." Was it that obvious that you were starting to panic or is she just that good at reading people? "I don't expect you to have to participate in filling in the team of the happenings in marketing until after next weeks meeting. It should take at the very least that long to get acclimated to everything."

"Thank you." You say with a smile.

Well that was a relief you didn't know you were craving. You were safe this week and next week. The following week is when you'll have to discuss anything new in marketing but you're confident that you'll have everything down pat by then.

As you and Alcina gather your things and stand, the man seated at the head of the table walks up to you.

"Hello there, Chris Redfield, CFO." He says, holding out his hand. "It's wonderful to meet you, Kathleen, was it?" You shake his hand.

"Yeah. It's nice to meet you too."

It's not so surprising to find out he's the CFO. The moment he opened his mouth he sounded like a salesman. Like the kind of guy who can get you to buy a cheap piece of shit car and make you feel like you're driving away in a Rolls Royce.

"And where were we lucky enough to snag you from?" He asks.

Alcina's eyes dart over to Chris and they narrow at him.

"Oh, I've had a bit of a gap in my resume the past couple of years." You say, a little embarrassed.

"And now why is that-"

"Christopher." Alcina snaps and both you and Chris look in her direction. Her slate eyes piercing into him. "Wasn't there something you needed to speak with me about? That you didn't mention in the all-hands meeting?"

"As a matter of fact there was. How about we go chat in your office?" He turns to you. "It was wonderful meeting you Kate." He says before sauntering out of the room.

You're able to give Alcina a small smile as a "thank you" before she exits the conference room behind him. It does look as though she gave you the smallest of nods in return.

A few minutes after you got back to your desk you see Alcina briskly walk past and you look over at the clock. The tasting room opens in a few minutes so you figure she's going to do her routine walkthrough before opening. A few minutes later she heads back to her office and you hear the door close.

You dive into your work, getting everything ready for the brunch advertisements. Bouncing between that and a few other things, like A/B testing and running analytics, the day passes rather quickly and it's already time for lunch.

Once you finish up your tasks you pull out your lunch and begin to eat while scrolling mindlessly on your phone.

"What are you eating?!" An excited voice says.

Looking up you see Daniela standing in your doorway.

"Hey Daniela, nothing, just lunch. How was school?"

"It was so boring. What did you bring for lunch?!"

"Just a salad, nothing fancy."

"Oh come on, salads are more boring than school!"

"I won't disagree with you there, kid."

"I thought mom told you to leave her alone." Bela says as she walks up to Daniela.

"I'm not bothering her! She's having lunch!" She says defensively.

"Daniela-"

"What?! I'm not doing anything wrong!"

You sit there awkwardly as the girls begin to bicker. They get louder and louder until Alcina walks up.

"What on earth are you two doing?!" She hisses.

"Daniela was bothering Kathleen aga-"

"I was not!"

"That is enough."

"But mom she was having lunch! I wasn't distracting her from important stuff!" Daniela whines.

"You're such a whiney baby." Bela says.

"Enough, the both of you. Bela, go back to work. You," she looks at Daniela and points to her office. "my office. Now."

Daniela's shoulders drop and she looks at you like a sad puppy.

"See you later Katie."

"Bye Daniela." You say with a smile. That seemed to cheer Daniela up a bit as she walks away.

Alcina turns to you and you're not sure if the ever so faint flush is from embarrassment or from holding in her anger and not screaming at her two daughters.

"Once again, I apologize for their behavior." She says.

"It's okay, really." You say with a smile.

"I will see to it that she stops barging in on you."

"Honestly, I don't mind. Especially if I'm just having lunch. She seems like a good kid. She's just, excitable."

Alcina laughs through her nose and shakes her head.

"The understatement of the century."

The rest of your day flies by after that and before you know it you're packing up and getting ready to go home. You decide to stop by Alcina's office again before you head out.

It was only after you knocked on the door was when you heard two voices behind it. "Oh shit." You think to yourself. The door opens and Chris is standing in front of you.

"Would ya look at that, the new girl! Kim, right?"

"It's Katie, actually." You say.

"Oh that's right, my apologies Kate."

You adjust the strap of your bag on your left shoulder and Chris looks at your hand.

"No ring, so you're not married?"

"Uh-"

"Christopher." Alcina hisses. He steps aside and you see the glare she's shooting him. If she were to look at you like that you would probably cry without her ever having to speak a single word.

"Yeah you're right Alci, none of my business." He says with a charming smile. She must be used to his antics because the glare she's sending his way only intensifies when he calls her "Alci."

"I am so sorry for interrupting, I didn't know anyone was in here with you. I'll go-"

"You weren't interrupting at all, Kathleen. Chris was just leaving." She says, shooting Chris a look.

"I should probably get goin' myself. The bachelor pad ain't gonna clean itself." Alcina scrunches her nose for a moment as if she smelled bad fish. "Night boss, Kate."

Chris disappears down the hall and Alcina looks to you.

"I apologize for his behavior, he can be quite insufferable at times." She says, rubbing small circles on her temples. "It also feels as if I've been apologizing quite often since your arrival."

"Honestly, it's really okay."

"If at any point you are uncomfortable, with anything, even if it has to do with my daughters, please don't hesitate to speak with me."

"I won't, I promise."

"Good. I presume you're leaving for the day?"

"Yeah, just wanted to see if you needed anything before I left."

Alcina smiles at you and shakes her head.

"No, there is nothing I need from you. Have a wonderful night, Kathleen."

"You too."

The two of you exchange smiles and you head out for the day.

Alcina leans her elbows on her desk and closes her eyes and continues to rub her temples.

"You good there boss?"

She opens her eyes and slowly looks up at Chris.

"Aside from the impending migraine you've bestowed upon me, I am fine."

"All I'm saying is that that property might not be the best invest-"

"I am through with speaking about this. My decision has been made and it is final. When the property is ready to be listed I will be buying it."

"You don't even need it, you just want it so Winters can't get it-"

"Christopher, I understand you are my CFO and that you have good intentions but I purchased the land we are sitting on, I built this winery, this vineyard, this entire estate without supervision. I don't need it now."

"What do you plan on doing with another 30 acres of property anyway? Property that's a mile away no less?"

"I haven't decided."

Knowing he's fighting a losing battle, Chris sighs and shakes his head.

"Goodnight boss."

"Goodnight Christopher."

Alcina continues to work in her office as the tasting room slowly empties. When it closes at 7, Alcina is still at her desk.

"Alright mom, registers are all cashed out and everything is closed down." Cassandra says as she walks into her mothers office.

"Wonderful, thank you draga."

"I'm starving, can we get Chick-fil-a?" Daniela says, collapsing onto the couch in her mothers office.

"Oh, that sounds good. I can go for a milkshake right now. Mom, want anything?"

"From that greasy place? No thank you."

"Do you not like that we go there because they don't like gay people?" Daniela asks.

Alcina scoffs.

"No, I do not care what a business such as that thinks of my lifestyle. I refuse to eat there because it is disgusting." She says, not looking up from her work.

"Are you coming home anytime soon?" Cassandra asks.

"I'll be done soon, draga."

"So you'll be home by midnight. Sounds about right. Come on Dani, lets go eat."

"Cassandra, watch that tone of yours." Her eyes shift to her middle child.

"Why am I the only one you get mad at?"

"That's not true Cass, she got mad at me yesterday and today!"

"What did you do?"

"She was interrupting Kathleen during work, again." Alcina says, eyeing her youngest.

"Who?"

"Katie! The pretty one." Daniela says.

"Oh, the new girl."

"Daniela will you stop saying that?" Alcina says.

"Why? You don't think she's pretty?" Daniela asks.

"No, that's not why I said that-"

"So you do think she's pretty!"

"Daniela Dimitrescu that is enough. You cannot comment on peoples appearances in the workplace. It is unprofessional." Alcina says.

"But you do think she's pretty?"

"Enough. Go eat your greasy fast-food and go home so I can finish what I'm doing and maybe I will be home at a reasonable hour."

"You missed that by about two hours there, mom." Cassandra says.

"Goodbye girls."

"Bye mamă." Daniela says wrapping her arms around her mothers neck and kissing her on the cheek.

"See ya."

"Get home safe, I will be there soon." She says as the girls walk out of her office.

"Why are you so obsessed with how pretty the new girl is?" Cassandra asks.

"Have you not seen her?! She's so pretty!" Daniela says as her voice fades away.

Alcina sighs and gets back to work. Thoughts of you cross her mind. Of course you're pretty - you're beautiful if Alcina was being honest with herself. But you also fascinated her, piqued her curiosity.

She wanted to know why you had such a long gap in your resume. Alcina tells herself its for purely professional reasons but she is also curious outside of a professional manner. It also struck her as odd the way you reacted when Chris said you weren't married. It brought her back to yesterday when she noticed what could be a wedding band on your right ring finger and when you were giving her your emergency contact information. You went to say, what was it? Jack? Jake? Something like that, but stopped yourself. A sadness filled your eyes but was gone in an instant. A sadness Alcina was all too familiar with. But if it was because you were divorced or widowed, she didn't know. She's seen that look for both reasons.

Alcina remembers the blush that dusted your cheeks when you made eye contact before the meeting started. She could have sworn that you were blushing before she looked at you but she wasn't sure. She cursed herself for thinking how pretty you looked as the flush deepened.

Just then Alcina's phone dinged, a text message came through. It was from Alex, the woman that Alcina had been casually seeing.

8 tonight?

Was all the text read. Alcina looked at her watch and saw that it was 7:15. She replied:

The usual place?

Yes

Meet you there.

She knew she should have said no and continued working but between the stress of the week and the extra grief from Chris today, Alcina needed to relieve some of her tension. That's really at that this relationship was. A way for both women to relieve tension without having to sleep with random people.

She drives to the hotel and heads up to the room Alex texted her. As soon as she walks in the rest of her night becomes a blur of limbs tangling, touches, tongues, scratches, whimpers, moans and orgasms - multiple orgasms.

By 9:30 Alcina is pulling into the driveway of her home.

"Reasonable hour my ass." Cassandra says as Alcina walks in.

"Cassandra, you know better than to use that language in my house." Alcina says as she puts her purse and keys away.

"Were you at the office all night?" Daniela asks.

"No, but I was there late. I went out afterwards for a bit."

"Where?"

"The jazz club." She lied.

"On a Thursday night?" Cassandra questioned.

"It's late, you girls should be getting ready for bed, not watching television."

Cassandra groans and Alcina begins to walk up the stairs.

"Turn it off, girls."

The tv is shut off and Cassandra and Daniela head upstairs to get ready for bed.

After finishing up her nightly routine Alcina climbs into bed. For the first time in what felt like weeks she's actually satisfied and drifts off into a deep sleep.

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blu3pers · 2 years

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Steel & Gold - Ch. 12

I wanted to take my time editing this one as my beta reader is out for the summer. But enjoy!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/38327263/chapters/100347777

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dororoxpenana · 25 days

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Based off a funny discord convo that occured once @christine-rose96 and I shared our art trade pieces (which fts. both couples on their cute forest date), I couldn't resist drawing it out 😂💗

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the-castle-of-dimitrescu · 1 month

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"She's perfect, Alci..." Raine breathed, sitting beside Alcina in her hospital room, gazing at the newest member of their family.

"Just like her mama." Alcina replied with a chuckle, turning her blue eyes to Raine, her smile contagious, as she held the newborn close to her chest.

Raine blushed at the compliment, leaning in to press her forehead to Alcina's before pressing a kiss to her lips, trying desperately to convey every ounce of love she felt in her heart for the woman before her.

"We haven't named her yet, you know." Raine noted, brushing her finger gently down the newborns cheek, smiling lovingly as a yawn escaped the infant.

"Elaina. Elaina Grace Dimitrescu-Williams. Or Williams-Dimitrescu, whichever you prefer, draga." Alcina replied, gazing down at their little one, a tired smile once more coming to her lips. "We can call her Ellie for short, as homage to Elliot." Alcina chuckled, which Raine quickly joined in.

"I told mum you were in labor last night. I'm sure she's beside herself wanting to see her." Raine hummed, sitting back with a contemplative look on her face. "Dad and Eli too. Not to mention the girls and Karl."

"Ugh, don't remind me of my idiot brother-in-law when we're sharing this precious moment, darling..." Alcina deadpanned, fixing Raine with a stare that earned a short laugh and an apology. "Be a good daughter and call Wendy and Sam. I'm sure they can't wait to meet their granddaughter."

Raine did just that, ringing Wendy as soon as she fished her phone from her pocket, the camera for their FaceTime already trained on the newborn in Alcina's arms.

Wendy answered on the second ring, her face coming on screen as Raine settled in beside Alcina, both of them watching as tears began streaming down Wendy's face, followed by muffled yelling for Sam to come and see.

"Good to see you too, mum." Raine laughed, the camera still capturing Eliana as Sam peered over Wendy's shoulder at the newborn. "Meet your granddaughter, Eliana Grace."

"Oh my God! Oh, she's absolutely precious!" Wendy sobbed, propping her glasses on her head so she could wipe at her eyes, while Sam continued to smile lovingly at the newborn. "Oh, I called Eli as soon as you texted me last night. He's here too, just give him a moment." Wendy signaled Raine to turn the camera so she could address them as she wiped at her nose with a tissue. "Alcina, how are you feeling, dear? Has my daughter been good to you?"

Raine groaned before handing Alcina the phone, the woman expertly balancing Eliana in one arm as she took hold of the phone with her other hand.

"She's been so wonderful the whole night, Wendy. A truly wonderful pillar of support, even if I almost crushed her hand and cussed her out during the process of delivery." Alcina chuckled, looking over at Raine, who was flexing her hand to prove it still worked, teasingly flipping Alcina off before slipping off the bed.

"Yes, well, at least it wasn't the hand that mattered, darling." Raine teased, arching a brow at Alcina before grabbing her wife's phone to call the girls.

"Oh, do remind the girls to be quiet when they come by to visit. I'll hopefully be able to get some rest before they make their presence known." Alcina winced, earning a quick 'noted' from Raine as she stepped out into the hall to call the girls. "And speaking of visits, when can we expect you to come and visit?" Alcina questioned Wendy.

"Whenever you'd like for us to come. Though these first few weeks are really about you and Raine bonding with her. And I'm sure the girls are going to be more than thrilled to meet their new sister."

"We would love to have you whenever you can come out. I can have Raine purchase the flight whenever you'd like."

"Please don't trouble yourself with our expenses, Alcina. We can cover our own flights." Wendy chuckled. "Oh! Eli, come see! Look at how precious your neice is!"

Alcina quickly turned the camera back to rear-facing so Elliot could see the newborn, a new smile on her lips as she watched an uncle meet his niece for the first time. Raine stepped back into the room then, seeing her brother's face on the screen. Watching his expressions as he spoke to Eliana for the first time, the way his eyes lit up as he simply looked at her, made her heart soar.

"You know, Eliana was the perfect name for her. We needed an 'Ellie' to go with 'Eli'." Raine chuckled, watching her brother's expression change again, his eyes glossing over with unshed tears before he moved out of the screen, his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Oh, he's absolutely in love, dear." Wendy beamed as she came back onto the screen.

They talked for several more minutes until a nurse knocked to come in. Raine was absolutely over the moon as she watched Alcina cuddle their daughter close. And then those blue eyes were on her, her smile causing her nose to crinkle just slightly as she waved Raine over with a crook of her finger.

"Your turn, mama. Mother needs to get some form of rest before the three wildcards show up." Alcina chuckled, handing Eliana over to Raine, smiling as she watched her wife cuddle their daughter for the first time, her eyes overflowing with love as she looked down at the infant, gently rocking her in her arms as Alcina laid back in the bed, her eyes growing heavy with sleep.

Raine smiled as she closed the distance between them once more, leaning over to press a kiss to Alcina's forehead, whispering sweet nothings to her wife until she drifted off to sleep, her skin kissed by the soft glow of the sunrise peeking in through the blinds.

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