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naturesapphic · 3 days
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Can you please do alcina having to punish her bratty little but Like her little was very overstimulated please and it's a comfort ending!! THANK YOUUUU
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Punishment
Mommy!lady dimitrescu x fem!little!reader
Warnings: spanking, hurt/comfort, soft mommy alcina
“No no no! I don wan baf!” You shouted as you stomped your feet down harshly. You’ve been acting bratty all day and alcina just had about enough of your attitude. She doesn’t understand why you’ve been acting like this but she needs to know why. “Come on princess. Be mommy’s good girl and take a bath. It won’t be long princess I promise.” She said softly as to help you calm down from your tantrum, but that didn’t seem to work. You got one of your rubber duckies and threw one at her chest.
Alcina was surprised at your actions and she didn’t want to be the bad guy but something must be done about your behavior. “That’s it little one.” She snarled and stood up and grabbed you by the arm, leading you to the bedroom the both of you shared. “Over my lap. Now.” She demanded and you shook your head no. “N-no please mommy! I-I’ll be a good girl please!” You begged her and she felt her heart break but you needed to be taught a lesson. “Don’t make me count to three.” She warned and you whimpered as you walked over to her and she bent you over her knee and started spanking you.
She spanked you ten times and made you count each of them. By the end of it you were crying and trying to get off her lap. She laid you on your stomach and went to get a cold washcloth to put on your reddened cheeks. “I’m sorry I had to punish you draga but you have been a very bratty girl today and I had to teach you a lesson. Now please tell mommy what’s going on. Mommy can’t help you if she doesn’t know what’s making you feel this way.” She said softly as she caressed your butt gently in a non sexual way. You couldn’t exactly explain why you were so ill today but you felt like this all day and you didn’t want to be a bratty girl but you just couldn’t help it.
“N-Nu feel good…u-up heres…”. You try to explain to your mommy and she’s trying to understand you. “Do you feel sad or mad?” She asked you and you said both. She thought for a moment more and said “do you feel irritated and feels like nothing is going right?”. You nodded your head and Alcina understood what was going on. You were overstimulated. That’s why you were irritated and restless today. “I understand now baby. It’s okay. Mommy is here. Why don’t we give you a bath right quick and put on our matching pjs on and I can read you some of your favorite books. How about that my little bat?” She asked you and you gently nodded, wanting to do those things and you wanted to be your mommy’s good girl again.
“Good girl.” Alcina said as she put you in the bath and let you play for a while before getting you out and drying you with your favorite fluffy towel. She put you in a little bat onesie and alcina put on her big bat onesie. You giggled happily and hugged her legs indicating that you wanted her to pick you up. She lifted you up in her strong arms and went back into the bedroom and went over to y’all’s book shelf’s to let you pick out your favorite books. Once you selected them, she laid you down on the bed and she got in next to you, letting you lay on top of her breast as she read to you until you fell into a deep sleep. She kissed your forehead gently and covered the both of you up. “Sleep well my little bat. Mommy loves you and she always will.”
A/n: I hope @yourcoolistjennifertillyfan enjoys this and I hope the rest of y’all enjoy it too! Requests are still open for all of my characters including of course Rhea ripley/Demi Bennett. I have my own buy me a coffee page! You can give me a dollar and it will help. I also have some different commission types I will do so here's my page to look into it :) https://www.buymeacoffee.com/naturesapphic Requests are open for yeehaw!wanda, country!wanda, and any other southern variants of Wanda or Natasha! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y'all!
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mellythesimp · 10 months
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"What are we looking at now, hm? Something nice, draga?"
and while indeed there are nice views outside the window, Kaerie is more than sure that the view above her is way... exciting
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willalove75 · 7 months
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The Estate | Lady Dimitrescu x Fem!oc
WHAT DAY IS IT?! IT'S MY BIRTHDAY?! WOOHOO!!! I hope you all join me as I enter the final year of my 20s! And since one of my love languages is gift-giving, I am giving you all a present today! I debated on releasing this earlier this summer but I wanted to get a few chapters done before I did - and get a little further into Alcina's New Maid before I started putting out chapters. But ANM will still be updated weekly! Fear not! (And I know chapter 16 is late, I didn't get to finish it yesterday so I will finish it either today or tomorrow I promise!) Ideally, I would love to update this fic weekly as well but I just don't know if that is realistic so I am aiming for a bi-weekly or monthly update for this. Might be a little more frequently, might not. So I apologize in advance for irregular updates for this until I can get myself on a reasonable writing schedule! I do have a couple of chapters done already but I want to try and have a few chapters lined up as they're released. Unlike ANM where I literally brain-dump each chapter each week (usually done in a single day) and post it after I read it over a couple of times. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this fic since it's been rotting my brain for MONTHS and I literally have not been able to stop thinking about it and coming up with ideas/expanding on my ideas literally every fucking day for the last like, 4 months? LOL
Summary: It's been a tough few years for you. After a tragedy that left you to raise your three year old, Emma, as a single parent, you're finally starting to get back on your feet. Recently hired as a marketing & social media strategist for Dimitrescu Estate, a new chapter of your life is just beginning.
Warnings: 18+ minors DNI
Tags: Slow burn, fluff, angst, smut, flirty
I'll add more tags as needed!
Notes: I know I have so many other requests I should be doing but once again my mind has been plagued by this story I came up with and I need to get it out of my headddd.
Also, this is a blended oc/reader fic. Using "you" has become so engrained into my writing it's almost impossible to not add it (as opposed to writing she/her), but I will be giving the oc a name and describing her! Ik that's not everyone's cup of tea so I apologize in advance but I hope you enjoy it regardless! It'll be written in a similar fashion as Safety and Dimitrescu Books for those of you who are wondering what that will be like and/or read those (fucking amazing and wonderful) fics!
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You take in the beautiful field around you, the crystal blue sky, the tall grass blowing in the breeze. Even though you have no idea where you are, it's warm and you have a fullness in your heart you haven't felt in a long time. In the distance you spot a familiar figure.
"It can't be-" you begin to say.
The figure continues to walk in your direction, but doesn't seem to get any closer. You begin to take a few steps forward, your legs feel like lead, slowing your movements. You try to run but you can't - desperate to get closer to the figure. You try and cry out to them but there's no sound when you scream. Using all of your power to move forward, each step becomes more difficult than the last. The figure walking towards you stops and stands still. With tears in your eyes you try and cry out again, and just like last time, there's no sound. The figure begins to move forward again. This time it finally seems like it's coming closer. Their face covered by shadow. You take step after step, using all of your strength to make your way to the figure. You're almost close enough to make out their face as tears stain your cheeks.
You're jolted awake by your alarm clock. Groaning, you reach over to the nightstand to shut it off. Looking down at your pillow you see teardrops scattered across it. Wiping your eyes you realize you were crying in your sleep again. You look up at the clock. 6am. You put your head back down and turn to the other side, reaching your arm across the empty side of the bed. Gently grabbing the pillow next to you, you take a deep, grounding breath and finally get up.
You exit your room and quietly open the other bedroom door. Inside is your three year old daughter, Emma, fast asleep in her toddler bed. Closing the door you make your way into the bathroom and turn the shower on. Pulling your hair out of it's messy ponytail you begin to undresses. Catching a glance of yourself in the mirror, the darkness hides most of what you see. Unless Emma is with you, every shower you've taken for the last two years has been in the dark. You had grown tired of looking into the mirror and seeing the dark circles under your eyes, noticing that you had lost weight - just looking at yourself in the mirror and seeing a shell of your former self. Even though you feel like you've been able to reclaim a lot of yourself in the last year, you always have a feeling of emptiness looming in your chest.
After showering you check the baby monitor, noticing Emma is beginning to stir, you quickly get dressed and walk into the bedroom. You make you way over to the toddler bed and sit on the edge, running your fingers through the little girls wild curls.
"Good morning my love." You quietly say.
The little girl turns her head and looks up at you, a sleepy smile crosses her face.
"Good morning mommy." She says with a yawn.
"Come on baby, lets get you up." You say, reaching down to pick up the girl, who sits up and reaches for you.
Lifting Emma out of the bed, she cuddles into your neck. You hold the back of her head and take a deep breath in, the empty ache in your chest eases some. After entering the kitchen you put the girl in her booster seat at the table and begin making breakfast for the both of you.
After breakfast you clean up the kitchen and get Emma dressed and put her in the playpen in the living room with her toys while you finish getting yourself ready.
You finish packing up the diaper bag and throwing a few of Emma's toys into another bag. After grabbing the rest of your own things you take Emma out of the playpen and head downstairs.
"Good morning Margie." You say.
"Oh Katie! Good morning!"
A small, elderly woman gets up from the kitchen table and walks up to the two of you.
"Good morning Margie!" Emma says.
"And good morning to you too princess." She says, squeezing the baby's chubby cheeks. "You want coffee hon?"
"No thanks, I'll grab something on my way, I don't want to be late."
"Oh right! Today's the first day of that new job, how are you feeling?"
"I'm excited, I'm looking forward to working in my field again."
"That's great but you know that's not what I meant." She says flatly. "How are you feeling?"
Knowing what she means you look down for a moment and then back up at Margie.
"I'm okay, I'm hanging in there." Margie gives you a look. "I mean, barely, but I'm hanging in there. I'm terrified to leave her." You say looking at Emma as your eyes begin to gloss over. "But I know it's what I have to do, and I really do miss working, I need some sort of normalcy back in my life."
Margie brings her hand to your face and wipes away the stray tear that fell.
"You're gonna do great kid. Knock 'em dead." She says with a smile and pats Katie's cheek.
"Thanks Marge."
With Emma and your things in tow you head to the car, putting Emma in her car seat and dropping your bags in the front passenger seat. When you pull out of the driveway you beep and wave at Marge who's waving from the front door and head off.
"Mommy! Mommy!" Emma says.
"Yes baby, what is it?"
"I want Baby Shark!"
You groan a little, it's just barely 8am and you haven't had coffee, Baby Shark may actually make you snap right now.
"Mommy pleaseeeee!" Emma whines.
"Okay fine."
Her whining is so much worse than Baby Shark, so you oblige. The music starts and Emma starts laughing and clapping her hands and sings along. You do your best to drown it out with your thoughts.
"Mommy! Sing Mommy shark!"
Looking at the girl through the rearview mirror you smile.
"Okay, okay." You say. "Mommy shark do do do do do do, Mommy shark do do do do do do Mommy shark!"
Emma squeals with happiness, you can listen to her laugh all day. It's one of the few things that's been able to get you through the last couple of years.
Pulling up to your in-laws house, you grab the diaper bag, Emma's toys and Emma and head to the front door.
"Nana!!!" Emma squeals when your mother-in-law opens the door.
"Good morning my baby!" She says as she picks Emma up and squeezes her. "Good morning Katie." She hugs you and kisses you on the cheek.
"Morning mom." You say and hug her back. "Thank you so much for watching her, really."
"Of course, I'd do anything for my grandbaby!" She says putting Emma down so she can go play. "Come in, sit."
"I can only stay for a minute, I gotta grab coffee on my way."
"Oh nonsense, I'll make you some and send you with one of our travel mugs, don't waste your money."
Her kindness makes you smile. Not only does your mother-in-law make the best coffee you've ever had, her warmth is always something that's comforted you. After you take a seat at the kitchen table you hear footsteps coming down the stairs.
"Who's in my house?!" You hear a voice playfully yell.
Emma's squealing laugh rings through the house as you hear footsteps walk towards the direction she ran off in. Your mother-in-law puts a cup of coffee down in front of you and the smell is to die for.
"Thanks mom." You say with a smile.
"Good morning sunshine!" Looking over you see your father-in-law with Emma in his arms.
"Morning dad." You say as he kisses you on the cheek.
"Oh coffee? Michelle can you make me a cup?" He asks, looking over at his wife.
"Of course."
"So Katie, you excited for your first day at the new job?" He asks.
"I am, a little nervous, but I'm excited to start working again."
"Yeah it's about time." He says playfully.
"Richard." Michelle hisses as she puts his coffee down in front of him.
"I'm only joking!"
Michelle rolls her eyes at him and sits down at the table. "So which vineyard are you working at again?"
"Dimitrescu Estate."
"Oh right, I've been there a few times, it's a nice place. Very pretty, and they have great wine." She says.
"What are you doing there?" Richard asks.
"Marketing and social media, pretty much the same thing I did at the last place."
"That's right."
Looking down at your watch you realize the time.
"Crap I have to go or I'm gonna be late." You say, getting up.
Michelle gets up, grabs your coffee cup and pours it into a travel mug, pops the top onto it and hands it to you.
"There you go sweetheart."
"Thanks mom." You say, hugging her.
"Okay love, mommy has to go, have fun with Nana and Pop!" You place a kiss on Emma's head and the baby's face scrunches, signaling she's about to wail.
"Hey Emma? Wanna go to the park with me?" Richard asks.
Her face lights up at the word "park", meltdown averted.
"YES!" She screams.
"Thank you." You whisper to Richard and kiss him on the cheek. "Thank you so much for looking after her." You say as you head towards the door.
"We'll take her any day of the week!" Richard says.
"Love you honey." Michelle says.
"Love you guys too!"
"Good luck!" Richard calls out after her.
Once you're out the door Michelle swats Richard with a dishtowel.
"Ow! What was that for?"
"'About time?' Really Richard?" She scolds him.
"What? I was kidding, she knows I was!"
Michelle rolls her eyes at him and leaves the kitchen.
You jump into your car and plug in the address of the vineyard. You had been there a few years ago when you went to the wineries with your friends; hopping to and from the various establishments in the area, but that was it. Your first interview was over the phone, the second one, a Zoom interview, you couldn't even see your new boss' face because her webcam was broken. All you were able to hear was the woman's voice. It had a silky tone - sultry, even - if you were being honest. Aside from that, you knew nothing about her, you really weren't even sure if the woman you spoke with was the owner or just an employee.
Pulling up to the vineyard you put your car in park. You pull your necklace out of your shirt and hold onto it, your fingers tracing the outline of the heart shape. After taking a deep breath and exhaling, you drop the necklace back down under your shirt. You grab your bags and head inside.
The memories of the time you and your friends were here come flooding back as you walk in. You admire the ornate style of the room - it's just as pretty as it was when you were here last. As you look around you spot a beautiful grand piano tucked away in the corner and you take note of the jazz music softly playing over the speakers.
"Sorry, we don't open until 11." A slightly aggravated voice says.
You look over and see a young girl cleaning the bar, looking at you, visibly annoyed. She can't be older than 20, dark brown, almost black hair. She's wearing a tight black t-shirt with various silver necklaces dangling from her neck.
"Oh, I'm Katie, the new marketing and social media strategist."
The girls demeanor softens, but not much.
"MOM!!" She yells towards the back. "MOM!!!"
A blond girl runs out from the kitchen area.
"Cassandra shut it, mom's on the phone!"
The dark haired girl, Cassandra, rolls her eyes.
"Can you take her to go see mom?" She asks the blond, nodding towards you.
"Nope, sorry, I have to go, I have class in a little bit."
"Bela pleaseeeee." Cassandra whines.
"No Cass, I'm leaving, bye!" The blond disappears into the kitchen again and Cassandra rolls her eyes.
"Follow me."
She leads you to the back of the winery where the offices are. There aren't many offices, but in each one there's someone diligently working.
Cassandra stops at the door furthest away and throws it open.
"Mom!"
The woman behind the desk snaps her attention up to her daughter with intensity in her eyes. Her phone pressed against her ear. She holds a finger up to Cassandra signaling for her to wait, but never breaks eye contact with her.
The woman is beautiful. Jet black hair with near perfect curls that fall just under her jawline. Gorgeous grey-blue eyes, full lips painted with the perfect shade of crimson red. She's wearing a white button down, the first few buttons undone - just enough to show off her large chest but covered up enough to still be professional. The sleeves are neatly rolled to her elbows, you also take note of her perfectly manicured nails, painted black. She's wearing layered, elegant gold necklaces that accentuate her neckline. She has a few rings and a matching bracelet on to pull the look together.
"Am nevoie de transport până săptămâna viitoare. . . Nu, abia așteaptă. . . Trebuie să plec. . . La revedere."
(I need the shipment by next week. . . No, it can't wait. . . I have to go. . . Goodbye.)
She places the phone into its cradle and her eyes snap back to Cassandra.
"What have I told you about yelling across the building?" Her voice is stern, matching the intensity in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, but I-"
"Were you dying?"
"What?"
Her question surprised and confused you too.
"Were you dying?"
"No?"
"Was one of your sisters dying or gravely injured?"
"No."
"Was there any emergency whatsoever?"
Cassandra sighs. "No."
"Then there is no reason for you to be screaming across my tasting room. Understood?"
"Yes mom." She says, hanging her head.
"Now what is it that you needed?" The woman's tone softens.
"The new girl is here. The social media whatever?"
The woman groans, putting her fingers to the bridge of her nose.
"Cassandra. You act like that in front of our new employee?" She grumbles. "Go, finish your morning tasks." She says, waving the girl off.
Cassandra lets out an exaggerated "UGH" accompanied by a dramatic eye roll and begins to walk away.
"Și dacă nu remediați această atitudine, vă voi trimite înapoi în România." She calls after her.
(And if you don't fix that attitude I will ship you back to Romania.)
"Sorry mom." Cassandra looks at her mom who raised eyebrow at her.
The woman nods her away.
"I apologize for that, she can be quite difficult sometimes." She says as her eyes follow her daughter while she walks away. When Cassandra is out of view her eyes snap to you.
"Oh, it's no worry at all." You say with a soft smile.
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you. Please, take a seat." She gestures to the chair in front of her desk.
The woman reaches her hand out across her desk as you sit.
"Alcina Dimitrescu, owner and operator of Dimitrescu Estate."
Your hand meets hers for a firm handshake. "Katie Moore, it's great to finally meet you as well."
"Is Katie short for anything?" She asks.
"Uh, yeah, Kathleen." You say.
"Kathleen, what a beautiful name. Do you prefer Katie over Kathleen?"
"Oh it doesn't really matter to me. I'll respond to both."
"Wonderful. Well then Kathleen, welcome. We'll go over the job responsibilities. I'll have you fill out some paperwork and then I'll show you around the facility."
"Sounds good."
Alcina goes over what the job requirements are, what she expects of you, where the person who was in your position had left off, the usual.
"And you will get a company laptop, you can leave it here, take it home, doesn't matter much to me. As long as it's well taken care of." She picks up the phone and presses a few numbers on t he keypad and you hear the intercom go off.
"Cassandra, my office please." She hangs the phone up and looks back at you. "Cassandra has set up your laptop, if there's anything else you need, any programs you use that aren't installed, she can take care of that for you."
Cassandra walks into the office, seemingly in a better mood than earlier.
"What's up mom?"
"Can you please bring me Kathleen's laptop."
"On it." She says and walks away.
"Now for the paperwork. I'll have you fill out these and then I'll take down some of your information." She says as she hands you a W2 and some other new employee paperwork.
She hands you a pen and you begin to fill out the paperwork on her desk as she turns her attention back to her computer.
"Here you go mom." Cassandra says, handing her mom a laptop box.
"Thank you draga. Almost done with your morning tasks?"
"Yup, just gotta put out the spill trays and then I'm done."
"Excellent, thank you draga mea."
Cassandra leaves as you finish filling out the paperwork. You trade her the paperwork for the laptop box and place it on the chair next to you.
"Okay, now I just need some of your information."
She takes down your address, phone number, birthdate, etc.
"And who is your emergency contact? God forbid something were to happen."
"Uh, Jake-" You stop yourself, shaking your head as you feel your heart sink. "Sorry, uh," Alcina looks at you over her reading glasses. "It'll be my mom, I guess, Deborah Wilson."
Alcina takes down your moms information and places her glasses on her desk.
"Excellent, now that that's out of the way, I will show you the facility. You can leave your things here."
Alcina pushes her chair away from her desk and stands up, you're taken back at how tall she is. She's damn near 7 feet tall. Alcina is easily a foot taller than you. With your work heels you're 5'4" on a good day. In her heels, Alcina is easily 6'5"-6'6".
You take notice of Alcina's full outfit - and her body. Her black stilettos, high waisted, wide legged dress pants accentuate her long legs. A thick belt with a black belt buckle that frames her waist, showing off her round hips. Her ensemble is reminiscent of the 1940s-1950s, but with a modern twist. It's obvious she has a great sense of style.
Alcina walks effortlessly through the halls in her stilettos as she shows you around the facility. She tells you what each room is, what its purpose is for and tells you a little bit of history of the place. She explains that there are a few other buildings on the property where the grapes are sent to and where the wine is made and bottled, but that this is the main building. Alcina takes you through the kitchen and into the vineyard a bit to show the different grapes that are put into making the wine.
Next on the tour, she brings you down into the wine cellar. You were expecting a dreary basement, but you're surprised when you see a beautiful wine cellar. It looks like something out of a movie.
Wine racks line the walls from floor to ceiling, housing hundreds - maybe even a thousand - bottles of wine. The stone archway along with the wooden accents and shelves give the room a rustic yet elegant feel. There's a gorgeous wooden table in the center with four chairs. The set looks like it's custom made.
As you look around the room you see Alcina walk over to one of the racks. She moves a wine barrel to the side like it weighed nothing.
"Even if that thing is empty, it still has to weigh a ton." You think to yourself.
Alcina examines the rack and carefully pulls a bottle off of it.
"And this, this is what started it all." She says, handing you the bottle.
As you examine the bottle you note the beautiful gold and red details around it. It looks expensive. The label on the front reads:
"Sanguis Virginis."
"Precisely, Romanian for Maiden's Blood." Alcina says with a smile as she takes the bottle and returns it to its place.
You don't even realize the confused expression on your face until you hear Alcina chuckle at it.
"Obviously, not made with real blood. My ancestors originate from Romania, my great-grandfather it was I believe who first began making Sanguis Virginis, well over a hundred years ago at his vineyard in Romania. Eventually the business was passed down to me, however I decided to take it in a bit of a different direction. Since I was already established here in the US when I acquired the business, I purchased this property and turned it into what it is today. We've expanded our collection and now we make over 25 different wine. And I import other things such as ciders and beers from both Romania and local breweries for our customers to enjoy. No longer do we just make and sell the wine to distributers."
Alcina looks around the wine cellar with pride, you can see the passion for her family's business in her eyes.
"Any questions?"
"No, I think you covered everything. It's beautiful down here."
"Why thank you. The cellar is my personal favorite room on the entire property."
"I can see why, it's stunning."
You take in the rest of your surroundings. The warm wood absorbs the lighting, giving the room a soft yet bright glow. It's a large cellar but somehow it still feels cozy.
"Alright, lets head back upstairs, shall we? We should be opening in a few minutes and I like to do a once-over to make sure everything is in place." Alcina says.
"Sounds good."
Alcina leads you out of the wine cellar and back up to the tasting room. Cassandra and another bartender are behind the bar, drying glasses and putting them away. Alcina swipes her finger across the piano, inspects it, and nods in approval. You notice her glace at the piano again, looking at it with adoration.
"Do you play?" You ask.
"Lifetimes ago." She says with a smile. "But I wasn't very good."
"Mom what are you talking about?" Cassandra says from the bar. "You're one of the best piano players I've ever heard."
"Thank you draga." She says, smiling at her daughter.
After her inspection is complete she walks to the front doors and opens them, pulling the doorstop down with the bottom of her heel. She flips the "closed" sign over to "open" and makes her way to the massive floor to ceiling windows that line the wall across from the bar. She unlocks each window and pushes on the side of the frame to open them, making sure each window is open at the same angle.
"She's so anal retentive when she opens." Cassandra says, half complaining and half just saying it out loud.
"I can hear you." Alcina says from across the room.
Cassandra rolls her eyes and continues to put the glasses away.
Making her way over the the double glass doors leading to the outside patio, Alcina props them open allowing a cool summer breeze through the tasting room.
She gives the room another once-over. When she's satisfied she nods to herself again and looks at Cassandra.
"Everything looks wonderful. If you need me, you know where to find me. Kathleen," She says, turning to you. "lets finish getting you set up."
Alcina leads you back to her office. You feel your phone buzz in your pocket, and a sudden chill runs up your spine. Quickly taking it out, you see a text from Michelle. Your heart begins to race as you open the message. A sigh of relief is released when you realize it's just some photos of Emma, covered in flour, helping Michelle make cookies.
"Everything alright?" Alcina says.
Focused on opening the text message, you didn't even realize that you stopped following Alcina.
"Oh, yes, sorry." You say as you catch up with her. "Just my mother-in-law, she's watching my daughter today and was giving me an update."
"You have a daughter?" Alcina asks, a little surprised as they walk into her office.
"Yeah, Emma, she's about 3 and a half." You say, sitting back down.
Alcina glances down at your hands, taking notice of an absent wedding ring on your left ring finger. She also notices a ring that looks like it could be a wedding band on your right ring finger.
"How sweet. It's a fun age. Although from my experience with the girls, it's the terrible three's that are the hardest. Two was an easy age."
"I wholeheartedly agree with that. She's wonderful but likes to get herself into all kinds of things. Luckily, besides her insatiable curiosity for things that can hurt her, she's a really good kid."
Alcina laughs, pulling a smile across your face.
"Children are wonderful, until they become teenagers that is. That's when the real fun begins." She says sarcastically.
"Oh, I could only imagine. It makes me cringe as a parent now when I think of all of the things I said and did when I was a teenager."
"Oh, so you were a bad kid?" She asks with a raised eyebrow.
A light blush creeps across your cheeks. "I wouldn't say I was a bad kid. At least I wasn't worse than your average teenager."
Alcina gives you a smirk, the corner of her lip curled into a half smile.
"Is she flirting with me?" The thought flashes across your mind but you quickly dismiss it. This is your new boss, Alcina's just being nice, it's your first day here. There's no way she's flirting with you right now.
"So, I will show you to your office and let you get yourself settled." Alcina says.
Grabbing your bag and the laptop box, Alcina leads you to the room closest to her office and flicks the lights on.
It's a modest little office, on the left you see an L shaped desk in the corner against the glass window facing the hallway. On top sits two monitors, a desk chair and a small desk lamp. To the right is a small empty bookshelf. The office isn't anything fancy, but it's yours, and you're surprisingly excited about it.
"Please feel free to decorate it how you see fit." Alcina says, checking her watch. "I have a meeting in a few minutes, but I'll stop by again this afternoon to check and see how things are going. Cassandra should have left you a list of our social media logins." She says, walking over to the desk and picking up a sheet of paper. "Here it is. Take a look at them and when I get back I'd love to hear your thoughts on how you think they're doing and of course, what could be improved." She says, handing you the paper. "You did mention on your resume photography skills, yes?"
"Yes, and some videography and video editing skills as well."
"Excellent. The channels were being run by my eldest, Bela. But since she's has an internship beginning soon she no longer has the time. And since our last marketing director left, things have been in a bit of a disarray. Hopefully it won't be too overwhelming." She says, trying to gauge your reaction.
"I'm always up for a good challenge." You say with a smile.
Alcina gives a nod of approval and spins around on her heel to leave.
"I must be off. I'll be back in a little while to check in, if there's anything you need please seek out Cassandra. If she's doing what she's supposed to, you'll find her behind the bar in the tasting room."
"Sounds good, thank you."
"And Kathleen," Alcina says, turning back towards you. "Welcome to Dimitrescu Estate."
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bearlybella · 1 year
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Also had the pleasure to commission one of my dream artists on twitter 💞 they are super sweet and wonderful to work with
Definitely recommend 666cherise!
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niceminipotato · 3 months
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What are some of your favorite Lady D fics? I just saw your post and it's a fic I've never read before! Do you have any other (perhaps ones that aren't as popular or that are older) that you recommend?
Anon!! Hi 👋🏻
I shall absolutely share some of my faves. I only say some because I know I’ll forget some. Have a new phone so my open tabs were sent to the ether. My tablet has them but I don’t have it on me right now.
I will separate by Completed vs In Progress. Make sure to read the content warnings just in case. Gotta always take care of yourself. Also these include Lady D x Reader and Lady D x OC. Oh and these are all in AO3 😉
Ok here we go…
Completed:
Bewitched by Soft_astral
I'm Begging for Mercy on my Mind by AYeti (remember to read the warnings/tags)
Found by WitchyLove14
Safety by DemonOfPuns (I know it’s better known but still a fave so I gotta ya know)
Has Anyone Ever Held You? by theacerbicace (short and sweet)
Different Blood by Miss_V_257 (I remember finding this one and being like, where the hell have you been? lol)
The Photographer by ZeroInvador
In progress:
Some Monsters Are Born by Wolfsbane14
Queen of the Damned by Wolfsbane14
Shield Me also by Wolfsbane14
Maiden of Thorns, Countess of Blood by Radioactive Paws
The Lord’s Cook by Spurs_That_Jingle
The Devil’s Den by littlelesbinonny
I’ll Make You Sing by tabtab317
Alcina’s New Maid by WillaLove75
The crystal is not for display by LadyOrlando (I read this whole thing last night lol and yes it has made it to faves)
The Fake Maid by decapitatedlegume
Untamable by Miss_V_257
Always Faithful by BlueFalcon (I know this one is the one that prompted you to ask but I shall say it again)
A Villainess' Perfect Partner by thesilverawooooo (this may have been discontinued but what is up is pretty good so I don’t mind it I can make up my imaginary endings until the author comes back 😉)
Failing Grace by me 😉😉😉 nah just kidding. Wow I gave you 20 lol guess that’s a lot lol. I hope you find things you haven’t read before. Let me know if there’s any you think should also be on my list. I’m always down for more Lady D amazingness.
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azne09 · 5 months
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Sum silly doodles abt Joanna with Dimitrescu and Heisenberg
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(i know she appears smoll on the one with karl but its just cauz I got lazy with the proportion and stuff she's 169-170 cm tall or someth)
This is the best drawing of Alcina I have ever done yet in my humble opinion
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classyfruit · 2 years
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"Eternal life takes the shine off many things. Nights and days a monotonous waltz, many pleasures become stale…. but not love. Love always manages to remain radiant and soul-stirring, untouched by time."
I had the great pleasure of doing this artwork for the kind @/carasilvaart and @/ladyalcinadimitrescu on 1nsta - I am very grateful to them for letting my art be a part of their journey together! 🥰
And also wishing YOU lovely lot all the best. Take care of yourself, don't forget to use sunscreen if you want to frolic around outside! 🌞 Much love and take care!
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Pressure (Lady Dimitrescu x fem!maiden!oc smut)
Warning: NSFW, heavy smut, kinks (more warnings below)
This is without a doubt the filthiest thing I’ve written so buckle up
Buckle up, buttercup
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More warnings: pure filth, PWP, size difference, size kink, oral sex, facesitting, dom/sub, mentions of gore and snuff, breast play, breast worship, breast smothering, nipple insertion, sex toys, blood, graphic descriptions... I told ya, filth...
Last chance to turn back if this isn’t your cuppa!
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The maiden stood there shivering.
Even once she’d filled the Lady’s glass, the ornate jug had been so heavy that she feared she might have dropped it. She hovered by the table, trying not to fidget, with her hands behind her back. A simple white chemise hung from her frame, yet she felt far more exposed than the gargantuan woman who reclined naked before the fire.
The maiden tried to block out the sound of distant screams more so than the image of the Lady’s ivory gown torn and smeared with red but she knew they would be with her long into the night. She also knew what sort of mood her mistress would be in. It was only a matter of time, a very small amount of time. 
Alcina took a sip from her glass and sighed out contently, while one of her hands brushed over her thigh and disappeared from the maiden’s view. The Lady’s sigh deepened into a soft moan that held the edge of a growl. The human’s eyes wandered over that giant body. Against the firelight, many of her features were concealed with darkness but nothing could hide the voluptuous curves of her bosom, sweeping into the rolls of her waist, swelling into the mound of her hips and thighs. A knot formed in the maiden’s tummy. She wetted her dry lips, and waited.
The urge to not fidget was becoming unbearable. Her pulse throbbed in her ears. She gripped the skirt of her chemise.
At last Lady Dimitrescu spoke “Come here, darling.”
The maiden obeyed. It took all her resolve to refrain from trembling. She stood before the great Lady, head bowed and eyes lowered, hands clasped gently together. There was carpet beneath her feet, it would keep her knees from aching too soon. One of the first things she had learned were the depths of her mistress’...appetites.
The maiden’s eyes flickered upwards, momentarily taking in the roundness of Lady Dimitrescu’s womanly belly, the sinfully mouthwatering mass of her bosom. She could feel her mouth start to wet, and bit her lip.
Suddenly the Lady stood in one swift motion, a hum in the back of her throat. 
Startled, the maiden stumbled back as the huge figure rose above her, but before her foot could even touch the ground a hand had clasped the entire back of her skull, holding her in place. Alcina’s scent flooded her senses. Standing almost entirely over the little human, the Lady’s thighs squeezed her shoulders as she rolled her hips forwards. The maiden managed one last gasp of air before her mouth was overwhelmed with the warm, slick flesh of Alcina’s pussy.
“Hmm,” she sighed out as the maiden’s tongue reached out to lick her clit. Still holding that little head in place, she ground down onto the maiden’s face. The pressure of her small tongue trailed from her clit to the thick folds of her pussy lips then back to her clit again. Alcina tipped her head back. Her pet really was the perfect size...
She pulled away after a few more sweet moments, a wicked smile curving the edge of her crimson lips. It was always quite amusing to see her little toy flushed and panting. The maiden was given only a moment to gasp for air. She was forced to swallow down her mistress’ wetness, or else choke on it, all the while growing tense as those voluptuous thighs clenched. She’d seen first hand what Alcina could do with them...
The maiden’s tongue continued to move in circles over Alcina’s swollen clit, breath coming out hot and fast. Time spent in the close company of the towering woman had taught her just how to please. It pleased Alcina to stand over her pet, to dominate the mortal’s entire stature with just her pussy. It pleased her to be riled in an ebb and flow of pleasure before her final release. And it pleased her to drive her sweet, demure maiden desperate with longing that only she would tend to. 
There was neither shock nor surprise when Alcina compelled herself to suddenly draw back from the mortal’s sweet mouth. She looked down over the swell of her bosom. “Remove your gown,” she instructed, “and lay on the bed.” As the maiden obeyed, undressing with softly shaking hands, Alcina sipped from her goblet, golden eyes tracing the other’s every move. Her lips curved upwards as she watched the maiden climb up onto the ornate bed. Naturally, all the furniture in the chamber was too large for her and served as a constant reminder of her own fragility and subservient status.
The coverlets of the bed were soft and warming. Arching her knees, the maiden brought her thighs together. At some point Alcina would pry them apart with a flick of her wrist and a wicked grin, so that she could run a finger along the girl’s slit and find the wetness pooling there. Not yet, though, the maiden knew. Her mistress approached the bed like a panther slinking through shadows, eyes seeming to almost glow in the low light. The bed creaked with Alcina’s lofty weight as she swung a voluptuous leg over the maiden, facing away.
A soft, teasing chuckle passed the lady’s lips; she swayed her hips ever so slightly, letting the maiden take in the full view of what loomed over her. She then eased back an inch or two, her weight held carefully in her legs. So close, Alcina could feel the warmth of the maiden’s gasping breath in waves over her drooling pussy. 
“Mommy has to be so careful, doesn’t she?” Alcina cooed as she took her sinful seat, the maiden’s head enveloped under her enormous buttocks. That little tongue went to work instantly, finding its way to her burgeoning clit. “It would be all too easy to grind you into nothing but a bloodstain, mixed with Mommy’s cum. You remember, don’t you? Those sad little boys from the village, the ones who craved your attention, unrequited? The ones Mommy had to teach a lesson?”
The maiden remembered with a shudder. There had been three of them, a number the mistress had been most eager to take advantage of. 
Alcina lifted her hips for a moment to let the maiden breathe. “That last one was the most tenacious, wasn’t he?” she sat down again and began gently grinding. “So desperate for your little quim, I believe he got far more than he bargained for when I decided to satisfy mine with him. Oh, he struggled so much when I smothered him down, much more woman than he could handle... could barely hear him yelling after a while.” She reached around and tantalisingly squeezed her buttocks together.  
It was impossible to keep the memories away, for Alcina had made her watch. She had resented that boy for his pursuits but she never thought it would end like... like that.
With his whole form dwarfed under the mistress as she used him as nothing more than stimulation for her pussy. 
He’d tried uselessly to prise her thighs apart but of course she’d taken no notice. His struggles became more and more twitchy and juddering, while Alcina rubbed her clit and toyed with a blood-covered breast. Not knowing whether it was all over for him before she reached her orgasm still made the maiden’s stomach twist.
But now, above her, the mistress was sensual and teasing, lavishly enjoying her pleasurable and absolute domination. That little tongue continued its dutiful work, alternating between circling her clit, running along her vulva and reaching up into her pussy. Every now and then, Alcina would look back over her shoulder to indulge the sight of her voluptuous ass swallowing up her little pet, and feel her inner walls quiver. 
Only when she felt the maiden begin to fidget and sputter did she lift herself, a smooth chuckle passing from her lips. “Getting a little breathless, are we, darling? Such a good girl you’ve been. Stay still, now.” 
Having lost none of the elegance that defied her great size, Alcina removed herself from above the maiden. She pivoted on her knees and leaned forward on her hands to gaze down at the girl’s flustered state. Hair starting to tangle, small ragged breaths, cheeks flushed. 
It didn’t escape her that those glazed eyes were drawn to her breasts. The maiden was fortunate that she so loved to have them worshiped. With a gentle coo, Alcina wiped the mortal’s mouth. “Spread those legs for me, pet, wrap them around me.”
Doing as she was told, the maiden parted her thighs to accommodate her lady’s size, shivering at the feeling of her weight pressing down and knowing it was but a mere fraction. Alcina looked down with another chuckle, positioned perfectly so that one of her thick, swollen nipples hovered just above the maiden’s mouth. Teasing, Alcina dragged it lightly across her lips and a sensuous ripple ran through her as the mortal’s tongue reached out for a gentle lick. Then the maiden’s mouth opened wide and Alcina fed her nipple into her mouth.
Drawing in her cheeks, she sucked hard and rolled her tongue around the tip. Her hands reached to fondle the enormous breast above her, squeezing and kneading. The mistress’ sighs and moans were music in her ears. After a while, she was guided to the other nipple, then back and forth. Alcina toyed with lowering her breasts, smothering the girl under them as jolts of pleasure made her quiver and tingle. 
“I’ve had many give me pleasure but no one worships Mommy’s breasts like you, pet,” she purred as the maiden’s head turned so she could kiss, lick and nibble along her deep clevage. 
Gathering her breasts between her elbows, Alcina pushed them further together, enveloping the maiden entirely. “Look at you, so tiny, so insignificant, but so eager to please. Hmm, it would be so easy to crush you. Just like those pathetiec little boys.” She squeezed tighter just to hear the maiden whimper, yet could still feel the building heat between her thighs. “Oh, but you know I wouldn’t. Mommy enjoys you far too much, why should I deprive myself?” 
By the time she had grown impatient for her final release, Alcina’s porcelain-hued chest was covered in light red marks and her nipples more swollen than ever. She reared back, taking a final moment to enjoy the sight of the maiden so utterly diminished under her sheer size. 
The maiden knew what was next. “Where do you want me?” she asked meekly.
Sometimes her mistress would command her to use her mouth on her clit while she used one of her other toys. Sometimes she would be told to pleasure her mistress’ cunt, sinking in up to her elbow and using every finger to curl. But other times, the mistress preferred to take things into her own hands and exhitbit the power of her unbridled lusts with an audience. 
Alcina drew out her other toy, the size of which made the maiden flinch. Such a thing could never fit inside her, but for the mistress it was enough to satisfy her. As she coated it end to end with slick substance, Alcina answered. “In your favourite place, pet. Mommy is feeling generous. You’ve been such a good girl after all.”
Gulping, the maiden moved aside on the bed as Alcina laid back against the pillows, already using the tip of her phallic toy to tease her drooling entrance. She knew her weight wouldn’t even cause discomfort but still she was always careful as she climbed atop her mistress and let herself be manouvered. With one knee leaning against the far side of Alcina’s clevage and the other braced on her upper arm, she was right where she was wanted, mounted on Alcina’s enormous breast.
Golden eyes raked her up and down. “Perfect,” she murmured in a growling purr that turned to a hungry groan as she thrust the toy into her pussy. “What are you waiting for, pet? Mommy wants to watch you fuck yourself on her nice, big tit. But remember the rule, Mommy cums first.”
The maiden nodded quickly. Behind her, she could hear the languid pumping of the toy alongside the rubbing of fingers. Just as she knew Alcina liked, she slid her pussy over her nipple, coating it with wetness in moments. Her head rolled to the side as she couldn’t help but moan softly at the feeling. Almost the size of plums when engorged with lust, Alcina’s nipples were unlike anything the maiden had experienced before. She’d never thought it would be possible to find such pleasure in that way. Her own clit throbbed as she rolled her hips over it. 
Taking a breath, she lined herself up and sank down, while Alcina’s eyes glowed with golden fire. A gasp left her as the giant nipple breached that first circle of muscle, penetrating her, claiming her. Alcina felt a flood of precum release at the feel of that exquisite heat and the way the maiden was almost brought to the edge by nothing but her tit. 
“Good girl,” she growled, pumping harder, rubbing faster. “Let it fill you. Squeeze that adorable little pussy around it... hmm, yes, that’s it. Such a perfect toy I have. Don’t you love it, being so pretty and little on my tit.” 
The maiden moaned at her words and began to grind her hips, slowly at first. “Yes, Mommy. I - I love it.” 
WIthin seconds the room was filled with nothing but moans and sighs and the sound of slick wetness as both maiden and mistress fucked themselves. The bedding beneath Alcina’s hips was sodden, while her breast glistended with precum leaking out of the maiden’s oversensitised pussy. Alcina’s fingers circled furiously over her throbbing clit, bringing herself near the edge time and time again, her eyes fixed on the gyrating girl atop her. The maiden alternated between sitting flush against her breast, focusing on massaging and squeezing around her nipple, and bouncing on it as she would a man. It couldn’t reach as deeply, but the mere reality of being used as a plaything for it more than made up for that. 
So close to the edge, Alcina fucked the toy into herself harder and harder. “Time for Mommy to come.” 
The maiden looked over her shoulder to watch that enormous toy being fed so forcefully, so effortlessly into Alcina’s ravenous cunt. As her mistress came to her climax she ground down as hard as she could over her nipple. Alcina held nothing back, she didn’t care if the whole village heard her. She rode wave after wave of her orgasm, her breasts rolling as her body writhed. The maiden slowed her motions as Alcina’s pleasure ebbed into a blissful afterglow. She’s so beautiful, the maiden thought. A goddess, unstoppable and lustful and powerful.
Her golden eyes were hooded and hazy when she opened them. “Oh, darling,” she chuckled wanly. “You’re practically shaking. Can you feel me inside you, still so hard and swollen? Do you want to cum? Do you want to cum all over your Mommy’s big, hard nipple like a good little girl?”
“Yes, Mommy. Please, Mommy,” the maiden whined, unable to even keep still at that point. She was already so close.
“Well,” Alcina forced in a finger from behind, “it’s a good thing I want to feel all of that cum. Yes, that’s right. Does that feel nice, being stretched even more with my finger?”
“Mmhm,” she moaned helplessly. At some point she absentmindedly noticed Alcina lazily pumping the phallic toy in and out of herself as she watched her pet with smug satisfaction. 
There was no reprimand when the maiden brought her own fingers to her clit and began to rub in frantic little circles. Alcina’s finger reached all the deep places inside her, a thousand times better than any man. Desperate whimpers and pleas fell incoherently from the maiden’s lips, much to Alcina’s entertainment. 
The maiden came with beautiful cry, high and clear and sweet. Her pussy clenched greedily like a vice around her mistress’ finger and nipple, drowning them in cum. “Yesss,” Alcina praised. “Cum for Mommy, cum for Mommy. Such a good girl.”
Suddenly boneless and exhausted, the maiden slumped forwards, panting. Hair clung to her skin and she could feel the wetness leaking from her, drenching Alcina’s breast. When the last pulses of pleasure inside her had run their course, Alcina pulled out her finger. She lifted it to her lips and sucked it clean with an approving moan. 
“Did you enjoy yourself, pet?” she asked teasingly, somehow perfectly composed.
“Yes, Mommy,” the maiden whispered. “Th-Thank you.” 
A quiet whine left her as she was lifted effortlessly from Alcina’s nipple, swollen and soaked, and handled until she was laid against her mistress’ other gargantuan breast. “Good girl, you’ve made Mommy very happy tonight. You may rest now.”
It came almost naturally to them both as Alcina fed her other nipple into the maiden’s soft and willing mouth and she latched on devotedly. Sleepily she sucked and licked, gently crushed into that great mass of womanly flesh by the arms that held her. At some point the maiden thought she felt a hand touch her face but she was already too lost in the darkness of sleep.
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The Swarming Incident
Note: Hello! So this is the first fanfic I'm working on; I was fucking around reading another fic when I thought it would be cute to make a fic where there is a fourth daughter that had recently come out of transformation and is maybe struggling with her swarming abilities? Not quite getting it yet. Also, I thought it would be cool if she had something other than blowflies. I'm definitely taking inspiration from the fic where it was fruit flies instead. So, we will be exploring how this works. I will be taking some creative liberties with how the hive mind works. So I hope this goes well. Anyway, enjoy.
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This is the worst day of my life! Considering I was only born only a few days ago, it is entirely accurate. I pace angrily in the main hall, thinking of how to swarm. I was tired of hearing my sisters and mother say it would eventually come to me. I want to be free so badly! My skin feels like it's crawling, like I have life underneath my skin, ready to burst free.
I whined out loud for the third time. Bela, sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace with tea and a good book, sighs and shuts her book, setting it aside with her tea, and stands up. 
"Young one, please do not try and rush yourself…" she begins walking over to me. My hackles raise, already knowing what she will say. The crawling feeling under my skin strengthens as she says it with gentleness and wisdom. "The process of morphing into a swarm is an incredibly difficult one and requires patience. Remember what Mother said: "Patience is a virtue, not a burden." keep trying, sister, and you shall succeed. It took me two whole months to finally swarm fully."
I turn around quickly and whine loudly again, stomping my feet childishly. My body is still tiny and frail, recovering from the cadou. It is somewhat toned but is still getting used to itself. My hair is deep black, not unlike my mother's. But unlike my mother, my eyes are blueish silver. My mother says they can become steely and cold in half a second.
"But I wanna swarm now! My skin feels so itchy!" I say, whining and pouting
"Don't you think I was the same when I woke up? Do you think I did not whine for two months until I finally swarmed? Of course I did! We all went through this, Elena. You are not unique in your experience. So keep trying and stop whining, or I'll tell Mother you're rushing again!" She stands tall and glares, attempting to intimidate me again.
Instead of backing down like usual, I puff up angrily, the buzzing under my skin becoming practically unbearable. My ears start to ring as I stare Bela directly in the eye. I growl lowly and feel the buzzing come to a head.
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I feel a bit shocked when Elena stands her ground. Her eyes have become the steely, cold blue I know from her. I feel myself shiver a little; the coldness in her eyes makes me think of the freezing coldness in the winter. I shake the thoughts away as I notice her body start to swarm, almost making her look bigger and taller than me. I step backward, a bit frighted by the display. It doesn't sound like their sisters, either. It sounds sharper, angrier, louder. Whatever the insects are, they create a very dark black cloud, filling the space around us quickly.
"Elena! Control yourself! You are making a mess of yourself!" I say, trying to be stern, but my voice wavers as I only see the cloud spread, blocking out the light from the fireplace and chandelier, blacking out the room entirely. 
I feel tiny legs crawl onto my arm, look down, and see a small group of weirdly colored insects, about 12. I finally looked at the bug, realizing she wasn't made of blowflies but European hornets. I look at the small bugs in fascination. I noticed their coloration was odd: navy blue, black, and gray with similar markings to the normal hornets. Some were different than others 6 of the 12 had blue diamonds on the abdomen, which was odd. The 6 odd ones crawl to the center of my hand while the others inch around mindlessly. They look up at me, and I move my hand to be level with my face. They start buzzing and moving their wings, and I can easily recognize these movements as her sisters, and I do it to communicate in fly form.
What the actual fuck! I don't know– 
The buzzing gets jumbled, and her wing's movements clumsy, making it hard to understand 
"Do you want me to get mother?"
The small collection of hornets becomes frantic, making it impossible to understand as I start to realize the ones with the diamonds on her abdomen are her consciousness.
I swarm the insects on my hand, now taking flight as I go to find our mother.
I ended up in the countess study, not bothering to knock, basically busting in the door, causing Mother to look up from her work, unimpressed as I reformed.
"Bela! It is unbecoming of a lady to not knock. I wouldn't expect this from you. Maybe Elena or Daniela–"
"Mother, now is not the time to rant about my manners. Elena is in trouble."
Mother's eyes glow, and she stands quickly at the news her newest child is in harm's way. 
"Take me to her now."
 I nod and swarm quickly, taking off Mother not far behind her long strides, making it easy for her to keep up with me. I make it to the foyer balcony; the room is very dark, with just a black undulating ball taking up the center, an almost deafening buzzing sound filling it.
Mother looks over the balcony and says, "That's Elena?" I nod and go down the stairs as best I can through the swarm. The six main bugs found my hand again, frantically buzzing. 
How do I change back??
"Mother will know." I see her behind me in the mess of hornets. I'm lost on what to do, having never had a swarm like this one. It made me wonder what the experiment changed to make her like this.
Mother walks to the swarm's center, and I follow her, taking her hand and gently putting the 6 of the bugs into her large hand. 
"This is her." 
Mother looks slightly surprised but doesn't waste time putting them level with her face, eyeing the frantic insects.
"Listen to me, copilul meu mommy's here, and everything will be alright." Mother stops and then starts softly humming a lullaby she made for us. She would sing to us when we had nightmares or to be comforting.
“Culca-te, puiut micut,
Culca-te si te abua
Pâna mâine-n dalba ziua.
Si te culca si adormi
Pâna mâine-n dalbe zori.
Doina din ce s-o facut ?
Dintr-o gura de mic prunc.
L-o lasat maica dormind,
L-o aflat doina zicând.
Abua – bua – bua,
Abua, tucu-l maica,
Nu te teme tu de zmei,
I-a goni maica pe ei.
Puisor cu ochi de mure,
Maica-i dusa la padure,
Ti-a aduce gatejoare
Si ti-a face scovergioare.”
Slowly, as her humming turns to singing, the buzzing quiets and the hornets take flight, flying down and forming a clump in the arms of Mother. That clump forms slowly into Elena, her going limp against Mother, swaying in time with her relaxing to the sound of the lullaby. Finally, the room has its light back as Elena sighs happily as the song finishes.
Mother smiles down upon Elena with a look of pride. “Well done draga mea” 
I finally relax, walking over. 
"Elena, I'm sorry for angering and invalidating you and causing this mess… I should have been more understanding."
 
She smiles tiredly at me. "No, it's okay. I need to learn to be patient. I shouldn't have been trying to force it."
I scoop her up in a hug of my own. "I'm so proud of you."
I hear mothers' delighted hum and feel her strong arms wrapping around us. "I am proud of both of you for apologizing to each other and asking for help when you need it. Especially you, Bela. I know how hard it is for you sometimes. And my dear Elena, I'm proud of you for being able to reflect and apologize for your wrongdoing."
Eventually, the hug ends, and we pull away. Elena yawned, rubbing her eyes tiredly, causing Mother to scoop her up gently. "I think I will be putting this little one to bed. That was a big step, and it's always exhausting to swarm your first time. I remember when you swarmed for the first time, Bela, you were so excited." Mother smiles softly at the memory before kissing me gently on my tattoo and walking upstairs. I hum quietly and wonder if I can call Mother Miranda and ask for some of her experiment notes to help my sister learn faster. I hum and swarm off, wondering how Mother Miranda would react to the swarming incident.
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Well, I hope I didn't go to OOC because I was trying my hardest. I hope this was enjoyable. I will post some art soon in inspiration for the story, so enjoy it when it comes out.
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uniquevocashark · 4 months
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Her lips were firm and warm and terribly terribly close to Igraine's carotid vein— and she melted under the tender touch anyway. Alcina held her aloft, holding her in curling clawed hands and bringing her closer, harder— Igraine would bruise, was already bruising, and bleeding in those hard palms.
She dug her nails into thr nape of Alcina's neck; the flesh gave way easily and then grew back so fast as to trap her fingers there. Her other hand, listless and boneless after a single kiss, tangled in the torn collar of Alcina's shirt. Alcina trailed her kisses upwards. Firm, demanding, heated, the press of her eager fangs blooming pinpricks across Igraine's skin.
"Alcina—" Igraine gasps.
Alcina presses a kiss to Igraine's cheekbone; searingly, unbearably tender. Her tongue follows for a short burning touch, gathering the droplets of blood weeping from fresh cuts and smearing them along her tastebuds. Her hands tighten into fists and Igraine hears her flesh rend more than she can feel it— it's unbearably erotic and terribly terribly possessive. Alcina's kisses stop just under Igraine's eye; her lips hover, her breath lingers. She tilts her head, her lips brush Igraine's nose. The kiss she plants is warm and hardy; tender but never gentle. It burns, as they all burn, branding on Igraine's unbrandable skin.
"You're so cruel to me." Igraine weeps, only for her tears to be licked away with the same damning tenderness. Both trails are cleared away, leaving her lopsided in attention.
Alcina leans, hungry, planting another melting kiss to the untouched side of Igraine's neck and trails upwards. Longing, Igraine digs her hands in deeper, holding Alcina closer; if she let go now, she knows, Alcina would leave her to suffer in her desperation alone. In only a moment she will anyway; taking her kisses and her warm and crushing hands away.
Alcina places only a whisper of a kiss on Igraine's lips, pulling away when Igraine presses closer for more. Her grip does not relax, and her voice rumbles like stones falling, "Good."
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naturesapphic · 3 months
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Can I request a modern au for lady Dimitrescu where the reader has been her daughters’ babysitter for years and Alcina is in love with her?
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Headcannon: where modern lady dimitrscu is in love with the babysitter
Modern!lady dimitrescu x babysitter!fem!reader
Warnings: fluff
- you’ve been the babysitter for the dimitrescu kids for a few years now
- while you’ve been taking care of the kids
- you’ve developed feelings for their mother
- you always admired her work ethic and the love she has for her girls
- she was always nice to you and considered you part of their family
- the girls adore you and love having you around
- most of the time they actually listen to you but not all the time
- sometimes you have to threaten to tell their mother for them to behave
- over the years their mother has warmed up to you
- when you first started she seemed cold and to herself
- she didn’t think you would stay this long with her and her girls
- but she’s very glad that you did
- she knew you were the one when she would find you with her girls teaching them some stuff, reading, or they will be asleep around you while you would be fast asleep with them
- she loves how you treat her daughters
- they consider you their other mother instead of a babysitter
- they want their mom and you to be together
- the girls both know that y’all like each other
- they can tell by the way the both of you look at each other and how y’all act
- the girls went to their mothers room and convinced her to act on her romantic feelings towards you
- you were scrolling through your phone in your room when you heard a sudden knock on the door
- “it’s open!” You exclaimed
- alcina dunked into the doorway as she walked into your room, over to the bed where you were
- you were surprised to see her this late but it must be important for her to be here
- she took a seat at the end of your bed and she looked up at you with a shy expression
- you’ve never seen her this shy and nervous before
- “I’m in love with you y/n…” alcina confessed and your mouth hung open in shock
- she got scared by your silence and started to stand up
- you immediately stopped her “no no! Please stay! I’m sorry…I’m just shocked.” You said shyly
- “I understand…but do you feel the same towards me? My daughters said you do but if they lied to me I swear on mother Miranda that I-“ she said but you interrupted her at the end
- “no! I’m in love with you too. The girls wouldn’t lie to you like that.” You said and she gave you a big smile
- “you truly do love me?” She asked you shyly and you nodded your head yes with the biggest smile plastered on both of y’all’s faces.
- you were so glad that the girls told lady dimitrescu about how you feel
- which you are curious on how they found out about that
- but either way you are grateful because now you have four women you love. A future wife and three amazing potential daughters.
- you are so glad you became their babysitter because it got you to where you are now
A/n: I hope the anon who requested it likes it and I’m so sorry I took so long to make it and I hope that the rest of y’all like it too. Remember to stay hydrated and to rest and happy new years guys! I love you all! :)
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The Estate | Lady Dimitrescu x Fem!oc Chapter 5
Summary: You have a relaxing weekend with your daughter before your first full week of work begins - and it begins with a surprise visitor and a spontaneous conversation with your new boss.
Warnings: 18+ minors DNI
Tags: fluff, angst if you squint, plot development
I'll add more tags as needed!
Notes: Chapter 5! In reference to the gif: if you know. You know. BECSPK gang 4 lyfeee💕 (Although my go-to is egg whites and bacon on a seedless🤤)
I want to SO apologize for not updating this fic in MONTHS! For those of you who haven't seen my Alcina's New Maid update (or my Tumblr post update) the reason for my lack of writing has been because I'm pregnant! I'm officially 20 weeks (halfway! WOO!) and have been trying to get myself back into a regular writing schedule. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the update!
Ik slow burns can be boring and I'm trying my hardest to keep it entertaining while also not rushing too much!! I have a LOT planned for this fic and I'm excited to get into the meat and potatoes of it!
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Saturday mornings are your favorite. They're usually relatively quiet, not a lot goes on and you get to spend some lazy quality time with Emma. Just as you're clipping her into her booster seat your phone dings with a text message.
Open the door, bitch
Rolling your eyes, you walk to the door and open it to find your sister, Sam, standing in front of you with a brown paper bag in her hands.
"Finally!" She says as she walks into the apartment.
"How long were you standing out there for? Thirty seconds?"
"Thirty seconds too long!" She says over her shoulder as she drops the bag onto the table and leans down to kiss Emma. "Hello my sweet little angel, how are you this morning?"
"Auntie! I'm hungry!"
"You didn't eat yet, did you?" She asks you as she opens the paper bag.
The smell of bacon immediately fills the kitchen and it makes your mouth water. The signature scent of an egg sandwich causes your stomach to growl in response.
"No, I was just about to make Emma something. Fuck that smells so good." You say under your breath. "Where are the kids?"
"Good, I got you a sandwich. And Tyler has them today. It's his weekend." Sam says.
"Ah, gotcha."
Sam hands you a sandwich from the bag and you eagerly take it from her.
"I don't think I've ever loved you more in my life."
"Ha ha" Sam sarcastically laughs. "Yeah I'm sure."
After whipping up Emma eggs of her own you sit at the table with Sam and dig into your sandwich.
"God I haven't had one of these in a minute."
"Consider this a 'congratulations on getting a job' gift." She says and you laugh in response. "How was it?"
"It was good, I keep saying this but it's really great to be back working and doing my thing. I missed it."
"Well I'm glad you're enjoying it so far. How are the people?"
"They're good, my boss is really nice, her kids for the most part are nice too. The CFO is kind of an ass, at least that's how he comes off."
"That sounds about right. Your boss' kids work there?"
"Yeah." You tell her about Bela, Cassandra and Daniela and she chuckles at Cassandra's attitude towards you.
"She sounds like a ray of sunshine." Sam says.
"You have no idea."
"Mommy! I want out!" Emma says.
"Okay baby, let's get you out."
You take Emma out of her booster seat and set her on the ground.
"Can I go play?"
"Yes baby, go ahead."
"YAY!" Emma screams as she runs into her room. You chuckle and shake your head at her.
"Well I'm glad you're liking it so far and that your boss is pretty cool. Have you told her about...?"
"No, not yet. It's too soon."
"She hasn't questioned why you've been out of work for two years?"
"Oh no, she has. But I danced around it. I'm not ready to talk about it in the office yet. It's nice not having people look at me the way they do once they find out, you know?"
"Not really, but I can understand. Is she at least understanding that you're a single mom?"
"Well, she just found that out yesterday, on accident really. Bela asked if Em was a mommy or daddy's girl."
"Ouch."
"Yeah. But I think I played it off well enough. And Bela definitely felt bad for asking because she blurted out that Alcina is a single mother too."
"Oh shit, really?"
"Yeah. Alcina shot her a look. A 'don't tell people about our personal lives' kind of look. Then before I left for the day she thanked me for being so kind to her daughters, especially the youngest one. It was really sweet."
"From what you've said she doesn't seem like the type to get sentimental with her employees like that."
"She isn't. I honestly don't know if she's ever showed anyone else in the office that side of her before. Everything is always strictly business with her, at least from what I've seen so far. But it was nice seeing that softer side of her."
"What does she look like?"
"Why?"
"Because I'm nosey and want to know!"
"I don't know, she's tall, like six feet tall and she wears heels."
"Holy shit she must be a giant."
"She is. She has short curly hair, really pretty blue-grey eyes. I've never seen eyes like hers before, they're beautiful. And she has the best figure I've ever seen, it's almost fake but you know it isn't."
"How so?"
"She has like, massive tits." You say as you imitate the size of her breasts with your hands. "And a small waist, but not like, too small? Nothing about this woman is small honestly. She has a like, perfect hour glass figure. But you can tell it's all natural. And she dresses like she walked out of the 1950s."
"Sounds like you've looked her over on more than one occasion." Sam says as she smirks at you.
"You would too if you saw her! Practically everyone does. She gives off this crazy alpha energy."
"You're single, right?"
"Oh god Sam stop. She's my boss!" You say as your cheeks turn pink.
"That hasn't stopped people before!"
"You're ridiculous. No."
"You're turning red!"
"I've been there three days! I can't have a crush on my boss! Plus, just because she's a single parent doesn't mean she isn't seeing anyone. And I doubt she's into women and she's. My. Boss."
"Whatever you say." Sam says with a smirk as she cleans up the table.
"You are a pain in my ass."
"Yet you love me anyway. So how's sassy pants downstairs?"
"Margie? She's fine, same as usual. She finally gave up driving, thank god."
"Oh fucking finally. Deb's been trying to convince her mother to stop driving for years. What made her finally give in?"
"Well, a few months ago she ran into the garage door."
"Oh Jesus."
"So she bargained. She said she would stop driving if she could start smoking again."
Sam laughs out loud and shakes her head. "She is stubborn as fuck."
"The most stubborn woman I know."
Sam hangs out with you and Emma for a few more hours before heading out. Around one in the afternoon you put Emma down for a nap and you decide to jump in the shower. After your shower you get dressed and clean the house a little. Emma only naps for an hour and a half before you go in and wake her up.
The weather is finally warming up so you decide it's the perfect day to head to the park nearby. Emma squeals with excitement when you pull up and you can barely keep up with her as she runs to the slide. There's a few other kids at the park with their parents watching close by. You keep an eye on Emma as she goes up and down the slide a few times before growing bored of it and moving to play on the jungle gym.
Kids and their parents come and go as you sit on the bench watching your daughter. Dinner time is slowly arriving so you tell Emma she can go on the slide three more times before it's time to go home. After the third time she puts up a little bit of a fight but the moment you suggest going and getting dinner from her favorite place, she's more than eager to leave.
After pulling into the parking lot you and Emma enter the 1950's-style diner. The hostess seats the two of you and when your waitress comes you place your order. Not long after the food comes out and you start on your sandwich as Emma munches on her chicken fingers. Emma squeals with excitement when you tell her that she's allowed to get an ice cream and she happily orders a vanilla sundae, you of course also order one for yourself.
As usual, Emma is wearing her ice cream by the time she's finished with it but truthfully, you couldn't care less. After getting the check and paying at the register you and Emma head home.
Once Emma is bathed and dressed in her pajamas, the two of you pick out a book, as you do every night, and you read her the story as she falls asleep.
The rest of the weekend flies by and before you know it, Monday is back again. After dropping Emma off at your in-laws house you make your way to the estate.
Walking inside you see Cassandra and one of the other bartenders prepping the bar for the day. You wave at them, Cassandra as per usual ignores you but the other bartender, Dave, waves at you with a smile and a pleasant "good morning!"
Rounding the corner towards the offices you spot Chris and Alcina talking in the hallway. Alcina is leaning up against the wall inspecting her fresh manicure, looking like she couldn't be more uninterested in whatever Chris was talking about if she tried.
When the sound of your shoes against the floor reaches her ears her eyes flick up towards you. A bright smile stretches across her lips and she pushes herself off of the wall and steps towards you.
Chris stops speaking mid-sentence and gives Alcina a look. She returns the look and says to him "I already told you you can go ahead with the project, I don't need you to continue to bore me with details that are irrelevant." before turning away.
"Good morning." You say.
"Good morning Kathleen. How was your weekend?"
"It was good, quiet but relaxing. How was yours?"
"Excellent. My weekend was busy, as usual, but pleasant."
Just as you go to speak you're interrupted by the sound of a door being slammed open in the tasting room. A second later a voice rings through the tasting room and down the hall.
"DELIVERY FOR HER HIGHNESS!"
Alcina's head snaps in the direction of the room, her eyes narrow and you hear a low growl rumble in her chest.
"If you'll excuse me." She says through gritted teeth. You notice a vein in her neck begin to pulse and she storms towards the noise.
"Oh this will be good." Chris says with a little excitement in his voice.
"What? What was that?"
"You're gonna want to see this." He says with a smile as he walks in the direction Alcina took off in. You drop your bag at your desk and head towards the direction Chris and Alcina went off to.
Alcina opens the doors to the tasting room and her vision turns red. Waltzing into the room is her brother, Karl, making his way towards the bar.
"Cassie, hook your uncle up will ya?" He says, taking a seat.
"Heisenberg." Alcina hisses.
"Ah, there she is!" He says as he puts his feet up on the bar.
Alcina smacks his feet off and glares down at him.
"Do you not have any manners?" She says as her eyes flash with rage.
"What? I'd think you'd be more appreciative that I worked so hard to finish whatever the hell it was you asked me to make."
You walk into the tasting room behind Chris and watch as Alcina stands next to a slightly disheveled man. He's wearing a stained t-shirt with baggy pants and boots. A hat, sunglasses, and a trench coat.
He goes to grab the drink that was set in front of him, ignoring the fact that Alcina is practically shaking with anger. He takes a long sip of the beer he was given and pulls out a cigar, sticking it between his chapped lips. As he goes to grab a lighter from his pocket, Alcina snatches the cigar from his mouth and breaks it in half, dumping it onto the counter in front of him.
"The fuck was that for?!"
"You cannot smoke in here!"
"You're such a fucking buzzkill." He mutters, rolling his eyes and taking another drink from the bottle. "Cassie I don't know how the fuck you put up with this shit every goddamn day."
Cassandra snickers and Alcina shoots daggers at her. Rolling her eyes at her mother, Cassandra turns around and continues putting away the glasses.
Karl finishes off his beer and lets out an obnoxiously loud burp. Alcina scrunches her face in disgust and wafts the air between them away from her.
"You are a truly vile human being." She says.
"Yeah, yeah, sorry I don't meet your standards, princess." He replies. "Hey Cass, get me another round will ya?" He says, slapping his hand down on the bar.
"Absolutely not." Alcina says. "I will not have you come in here, make a scene, drink all of our imported beers and pay not as much as a dime for them. Up! Go," she says, shooing him away from the bar. "get the table and get the hell out of my establishment!"
"Someone's in a great fuckin' mood this morning. What happened, woke up on the wrong side of your coffin?"
"Karl you are testing the very little patience I have left." She says through her teeth.
"Hah! You? Having patience? I didn't know you were a comedian."
Alcina squeezes her eyes shut and rubs at her temples as Karl gets up and starts to head towards the door. As he turns around he sees you and Chris standing near the door leading to the offices.
"Ho shit! If it ain't the fancy CFO himself!" Karl belts across the tasting room before meeting Chris halfway. "Howya doin' ya son of a bitch?" He says, shaking his hand.
"Karl my man!" Chris says. "I've been good, keepin' busy. How about yourself?"
"Hope slenderwoman hasn't been too rough on ya!" He says before laughing too loud, earning another eye roll from Alcina. "And not bad, not bad. Your boss here commissioned some kind of table from me so I'm just droppin' it off. Nice excuse to ruffle a few feathers too if you know what I mean." He says, nudging Chris in the ribs and laughing. "And who is this little lady here?" He says, looking over at you.
Not a second later you hear Alcina's heels stomping in your direction, looking up you see her eyes narrowed at the back of his head.
"I'm Katie, the new marketing and social media strategist."
"Karl Heisenberg," he says, taking your hand in his. "the pleasure is all mine." He gives you a small bow before kissing the back of your hand and letting it go.
The action took you by surprise a bit and you swore you saw steam come out of Alcina's ears as she walks up behind him. Karl lets your hand go and Alcina grabs him by the back of his jacket and begins to pull him away.
"Will you keep your filthy hands off of my staff? God only knows when the last time you washed them!" She hisses before whipping him around and pushing him towards the door. "Go!"
"What?! Is this how you treat family here?! What kind of establishment is this?!"
"One I will have you removed from if you don't get that table this instant!"
"Alright, alright! Don't get your panties in a twist. I'm going, I'm going!"
Alcina lets out a huff and brings her fingers to pinch the bridge of her nose. After gathering herself she turns back towards you and Chris and makes her way over.
"I do apologize for my little brother, he is quite feral."
"Ah come on Alci, he isn't so bad!" Chris says and Alcina shoots him a glare.
"I told you, do not call me that. And that man is insufferable at best." She turns towards you. "I do apologize for his behavior."
"Don't worry about it, really, it's okay." You say with a smile.
The doors open once more and you can hear Karl barking orders to the guys lugging the table in. Alcina physically cringes as they bang into the doorframe while trying to get it inside.
"Ay! Watch it! That table is worth more than what you get paid in a month!" Karl yells.
"If you will excuse me." Alcina says before making her way over to the men and directs them where to go.
Both you and Chris take that as your cue to leave so the two of you head back to your offices.
"Told ya you'd wanna see that." He says with a satisfied smirk.
"See what? Ms. Dimitrescu and her brother?"
"Yeah! I've never seen anyone else be able to get her riled up so easily. Just his presence is enough to make the woman lose her shit."
"I guess." You say
It aggravated you a little seeing Chris find so much enjoyment from watching Alcina get frustrated and riled up. If anything, you felt bad for the woman. Luckily you and your sister got along great but it would probably piss you off too if you had a sibling that was to blatantly rude and dismissive in your place of work. If anything it's probably as embarrassing as it is annoying.
The rest of the walk back to your office was quiet, much to your surprise Chris seemed to get the hint that you weren't in the mood to revel in Alcina's misery and didn't say anything else. When you sat down at your desk you finally able to get started on today's work.
A few minutes later you hear heels on the tiled floor and see Alcina walk past your office. She looked less than thrilled for the couple of seconds you were able to see her. The door to her office opens and a minute later you hear it close and she walks past you again. Thinking nothing of it, you dive back into answering emails.
Once your inbox was taken care of you go to check your to-do list to see what you needed to prioritize for the day. Digging through your bag you realize you must have left your notebook in the car so you grab your keys and head out the side door towards the parking lot.
As you open the door the smell of fresh air quickly changes into the smell of cigarette smoke. Looking over, you see Alcina leaning up against the brick wall with a cigarette perched between two fingers.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't know you were out here." You say as you close the door behind you.
"No need to apologize. Is everything alright?"
"Yeah, I just left my notebook in my car." You reply.
Alcina brings the cigarette to her perfectly painted red lips and takes a long drag before pulling it away. She turns her head away from you and exhales the smoke. Usually you found smoking to be unattractive but somehow every single thing this woman does is attractive as hell. You'd put money on the fact that she could shovel a pile of shit and still look good while doing it.
You make your way to your car and find your notebook on the floor of the passenger side. Walking back over to Alcina you notice her eyes are still on you.
"I didn't know you smoked." You say as you walk up to her and immediately wish you kept your mouth shut. Why would you say that? What a stupid thing to say.
Alcina chuckles as she takes another drag before exhaling again.
"Yes, it's truly a disgusting habit I've yet to break. I had been doing well, however, my brother certainly knows how to get under my skin."
"I get that, siblings definitely know how to rile each other up."
"He is a man-child. A petulant fool." She grumbles.
As you chuckle a van drives by and slows down. In the drivers seat you see Karl. He blares on his horn a few times as he drives by, causing both you and Alcina to jump. Your hands fly up to your ears and Alcina visibly winces at the noise.
"Nenorocitul acela." Alcina grumbles under her breath as she sticks her pinky in her ear. (That fucking moron).
She takes another drag from her cigarette and looks over at you.
"You said your daughter is starting daycare this week?"
Her question took you by surprise for a second, you definitely weren't expecting Alcina to remember that from the conversation you had last week.
"Yes! She starts tomorrow." You say with a smile that doesn't reach your eyes. Truthfully, you were excited that Emma was going to spend time with other children her age and be able to socialize more, but the thought of sending her to daycare also gave you a lot of anxiety.
Alcina notices your apprehension even though you hide it well in your voice. It brought her back to when the girls were little and she sent them off to daycare for the first time. Granted, it was more of a private school than daycare, but leaving the girls behind and going to work was still anxiety-inducing for her.
"Nervous?" She asks before taking another drag of her cigarette.
Knowing Alcina was asking about you, you decide to divert your answer.
"Oh Emma is really excited. She wasn't sure at first but as soon as she saw all of the toys they had she was thrilled. She was very upset that she wasn't able to stay the day we did the tour."
"I was asking about you." She said with a smile.
"Oh."
"I remember when I dropped the girls off at daycare for the first time. I think I cried more than they did." She says with a chuckle. You notice a faraway look in her eye as she thinks back on the memory.
Alcina walked down the large, ornate hallway with Cassandra's tiny had in hers. In Cassandra's other hand, Bela clung tightly to her. When they arrived to the classroom the girls' daycare teacher greeted them at the door.
"Good morning! You two must be Cassandra and Bela." She says with a warm smile.
Bela and Cassandra clung to each other tighter, staring between Alcina and their new teacher. Alcina bends down and runs her fingers through Cassandra's dark hair.
"Girls, do you remember your teacher? Ms. Jackson?"
Bela's blue eyes scan the room as she holds onto her sister.
"Eu vreau sa merg acasa." She says quietly as tears begin to fill her eyes. (I want to go home).
"It will only be for a little while, draga. I'll be back before you know it." Alcina says, turning both girls to face her. She wipes the tears from Bela's cheeks and shushes her. "Nu plânge, e în regulă draga mea." (Don't cry, it's alright my darling).
"Vreau să merg acasă, te rog." Bela says as her voice trembles. (I want to go home, please).
"How about you give it a try? I have to go to work, but then we will go back home and we can play with your toys." Alcina says.
"No!" Bela yells, taking Alcina by surprise. "Vreau să merg acasă la mami! O vreau pe mama mea!" She cries. (I want to go home to mommy! I want my mommy!).
Alcina can feel her heart breaking in her chest. Cassandra's eyes begin to fill with tears as she watches her big sister cry. Even though she's only a year younger than Bela, she still understands that so much has changed and that they're no longer with their mother.
"O vreau pe mama mea." Cassandra whimpers before she starts to cry as well. (I want my mommy).
Wrapping her arms around the two little girls, Alcina pulls them into her and they grab onto her shirt and jacket as they cry.
"Shh, shh. Nu plânge fetele mele dragi, nu plânge. Va fi bine, doar respira, totul va fi bine." She says softly as she rubs circles across their backs as she tries to soothe them. (Don't cry my sweet girls, don't cry. It's going to be alright, just breathe, everything is going to be alright).
Their small cries chip away at Alcina's already fragile heart. She squeezes her eyes shut, refusing to shed a tear, refusing to let the girls - or anyone else for that matter - see her cry.
After taking a few deep breaths, Alcina begins to quietly hum the girls' favorite lullaby. She may still be brand new to parenting, but the one thing she figured out that works was singing to the girls in their native language. It was one of the few things that have been able to calm them when they were upset or scared. Alcina's mother would sing it to her and her sister when they were young. One night when she was at her wits end, she began singing it for Bela and Cassandra and they immediately began to calm down. It's been her go-to ever since.
The girls finally stop crying and Alcina pulls away enough to look at the two of them. As heartbreaking as it was, she couldn't help but think of how cute they looked. Bela's blue eyes and Cassandra's hazel eyes always looked brighter after they cried. Even their flushed cheeks and runny noses made them look cute. Alcina cupped each of their faces and wiped away their tears before placing a kiss in the center of each of their foreheads.
The girls looked up at her and it was almost pitiful. So much of her wanted to just take them home but she had to go to work and she had to let them go. Taking both of their small hands into each of hers, she looked both girls in the eye.
"I know it's frightening, I know you girls are scared, but I am coming back. I promise, I will be back and we will all go home together, okay?" The both nodded at her as tears began to fill their eyes once more. "No more tears my darlings, alright? No more tears." She says as she wipes away the stray tears from their cheeks. "I need both of you to be brave? Okay? Bela, I need you to look after your sister, to be protect her, alright?" Bela looks at Cassandra and back at Alcina and nods. "Cassandra, I need you to look after your sister, to be brave for her, can you do that for me?" Cassandra wipes her nose and nods at Alcina.
She strokes their hair before pulling the girls back in for a tight hug.
"Vă iubesc, vă iubesc atât de mult fetelor. Mă întorc, promit dragilor mei. Mă voi întoarce după tine. Nu te voi lăsa." Alcina whispers to them before giving them one last squeeze and letting go. (I love you, I love you girls so much. I'm coming back, I promise my darlings. I'll come back for you. I will never leave you).
Alcina stands up and straightens out her shirt and jacket. She takes the girls hands in each of hers and guides them to their teacher. Ms. Jackson smiles down at the girls and points out all of the toys scattered around the room. Cassandra eyes a baby doll and another little girl picks it up. The girl sees Cassandra and walks over to her.
"Play?" The little girl asks.
Cassandra looks up at Alcina and Alcina smiles down at her.
"Go ahead darling, go play."
Cassandra hesitantly releases Alcina's hand and looks at Bela, reaching out towards her. Bela's grip on Alcina tightens and Alcina strokes her hair.
"It's alright love, go play with them."
Bela looks up at Alcina who nods. After contemplating for a moment, Bela takes Cassandra's hand and the three little girls make their way over to the rug and begin playing with the toys.
Alcina takes the opportunity while they are distracted to thank the teacher and leave before they see her again. With her heart still breaking in her chest, Alcina makes it to her car and starts the engine.
Before she can pull away, the floodgates open. She grips the steering wheel and rests her forehead against her hands as she cries. Different emotions bubble up, but the strongest one is anger.
She's angry that the girls were put through so much at such a young age. She's angry at how unfair the last few months have been for them. Angry at the situation she herself was put in.
Alcina slams her fist against the steering wheel before pulling herself together. She takes her makeup bag from her purse and fixes her makeup before taking one last deep breath and driving away.
You can see memories flash across Alcina's eyes, memories you know nothing about. But you can see the emotions in her eyes, worry, sadness, and anger. Alcina snaps out of it and takes another drag of her cigarette and exhales.
"It's certainly not easy," she says. "the first few times are the most difficult, but eventually they were so excited the girls didn't even say goodbye when they ran through the doors." She says with a laugh.
"I'm sure we'll get there, but like you said, the first few times are gonna be rough."
"I have no doubts that the two of you will do great." She says with a smile.
With one last drag of her cigarette, Alcina puts the butt into the cigarette receptacle.
"Shall we?" She asks, nodding towards the door.
"Oh! Yeah." You say sheepishly.
Alcina opens the door and holds it for you. "After you."
"Thank you." You say with a smile before the two of you head back in.
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bearlybella · 1 year
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Since y’all liked the last art piece here’s another commission I got!
This sketch page is so cute, I love these two so much
Art by Yoyo.whale on twitter
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niceminipotato · 3 months
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@blue-falcon-41 I need you to know I’m still thinking about June bitting the lady. One of my favorite scenes lol. Peoples y’all should check out Always Faithful by BlueFalcon like legit legit. I think ima reread again hehehe.
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Anyway… back to work 🫠
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