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I love your blog 🥺🥺🥺 could you do the ladies of re8 reacting to their s/o stealing their clothes?
Thank you! <3 Absolutely.
Mia Winters, Elena Lupu, Mother Miranda, Bela Dimitrescu, Cassandra Dimitrescu, Daniela Dimitrescu, Alcina Dimitrescu, and Donna Beneviento reacting to their s/o stealing their clothes.
(Gender neutral).
Warnings: n/a
Masterlists here!
Mia Winters
Since Mia herself has a frequent habit of stealing your clothes, she can't be too upset when she asks for help finding a cardigan and you show up in it.
Not that you wearing her things bothers her, anyway. Far from it! The sight makes her melt a bit. You’re so cute.
"I can take it off if you w—"
"It's fine," Mia insists, smiling and waving you off. She’ll just put something else on.
(Likely something of yours).
After that moment, the lines between both of your wardrobes begin to blur until they practically become one. Like, yes, you have your clothes and Mia has hers, but neither of you truly acknowledges the line separating her half of the closet from yours.
Elena Lupu
It began with you tearing your coat while working outside, and Elena lending you one of hers for your journey home.
When she next saw you, she had decided to drop by your house and found you sitting on your small porch, wearing it.
You were also wearing it when she ran into you at the market.
And during one of Miranda’s speeches.
Elena figures that if you like the coat so much, she’ll just let you keep it. She tells you such when you do finally try and return it. But you’re insistent that Elena takes it back because it doesn’t smell like her anymore.
Oh.
She gets it now. With a light blush dusting her cheeks, Elena takes the coat back for the time being.
Mother Miranda
Miranda’s robes are just so... nice-looking? Well-designed? Who can blame you for wanting to try them on? Some might consider it ballsy to yoink the Mother Miranda’s clothes and don them, but anybody willing to attempt to get as close to her as you has got to be. At least a little.
You’re enjoying how powerful the look makes you feel when Miranda comes in with a question for you, only to see you posed like... Well, the only apt comparison she can think of is a crab. Point is, you look utterly ridiculous.
“Enjoying yourself?” she asks, making you jump nearly a foot in the air.
"...Maybe."
Okay. If Miranda can trust you enough to sleep beside you in the same bed, to let you see moments of emotional vulnerability that others scarcely get to, then she's going to trust you to wear her things and not ruin them.
Just don't take her robes outside.
And if you ever put on her lab coat, be willing to give it back when she needs it.
Bela Dimitrescu
Bela simply admires you in silence for a minute.
You feel the need to ask whether or not she wants you to return what you're wearing. Her expression isn't easy to read and you can't tell whether or not she's upset.
Bela shakes her head and pays you a compliment before returning to her book.
You look great. Please feel free to wear her stuff more often.
Cassandra Dimitrescu
Cassandra is likely to act as if she doesn’t even notice that what you’re wearing is hers. Even if it’s painfully clear.
Internally, though? Cass’ brain is just going: holy shit. holy fucking shit. holy fucking shit fuck oh my fuck shit holy god.
The sight is so... satisfying? Pleasing? Hot?
Who gave you the right to go around looking that good? It’s borderline distracting.
Daniela Dimitrescu
The first time Daniela saw you in something of hers, she legitimately squealed.
She loves seeing you in her clothes.
(Of course, the fact that this is the sort of thing she's read in many a romance novels is part of the reason why).
But also, you look so good in everything!
Daniela will purposefully leave out things in the hope that you'll wear them. She often chooses items that are obviously hers, too. Just so that everyone else knows.
She's going to start snagging your clothes as well.
Alcina Dimitrescu
It amuses Alcina that you’re so determined to wear her things when they’re so far from fitting you. You have to pull some YouTube life hack-esque bullshit to make most of her things wearable.
Where did you get your dress? Actually, it’s not a dress, it’s a skirt you found in Alcina’s wardrobe.
One time, she caught you all cozied up in one of her fur coats. But it wasn’t until Alcina went to move the coat that she noticed you. You were practically buried within it. After briefly checking to make sure you could properly breathe down there, she just found herself... endeared.
Donna Beneviento
Donna is a tad bit confused when she catches you dressed in something she's fairly certain came from her wardrobe. She has to do a double-take.
Do you need more clothes? She could make you some! You don’t have to wear hers.
Unless you try to explain, Donna is probably not gonna understand.
One day, she decides to try it herself and it completely clicks.
Donna starts stealing your clothes more than you steal hers.
When you're gone and she's feeling lonely or particularly anxious? Putting on one of your shirts, sweaters, or pretty much anything that has your scent? It's nice.
Howdy dowdy, Partner. It's me, ya boi, Skinny Penis.
How would the Lords react to a selectively mute S/O? Especially their reaction to them talking to them for the first time.
I have this mental image of Heisenberg's S/O saying something really casually (while they're relaxing or something), and he just whips around to look at them and he just shouts "hoLY FUCK!"
Saw the first line of this ask and then it was followed by a cute prompt????---
Warnings: swearing, my typical brand of silly
Alcina Dimitrescu
She's so used to your quiet demeanor it's to the point where she COMPLETELY forgot that your silence is a choice.
Alcina quite honestly never expected you to speak to her, and she was mentally planning for the rest of your relationship to be this way -- all of the servants are learning to sign, just in case, and she has pens and paper in every room if you prefer to write as your form of communication.
When you do finally speak up, she's frozen. What.
Oh. You can. You...can speak?
It's one of the times you've ever seen Alcina baffled, because honestly? She has no idea what to do.
However, you can bet she IMMEDIATELY analyses the situation in order to make sure she can get you to keep talking to her. Whatever made this happen needs to be repeated as much as possible -- Now that she knows you can be made comfortable enough to speak, she needs to hear you speak again.
(It might not have been your intention, but you hit her right in the superiority complex. Her partner spoke to HER. JUST her. Exclusively. Alcina is going to be riding this high for decades)
The Lady Dimitrescu is a big believer in positive reinforcement with her loved ones, so you better believe that every time you speak she is extra affectionate, because she does like to hear your voice!💞
Essentially, you have prompted constant affection DO NOT RESIST---
Donna Beneviento
I mentioned this in my other Donna x Mute reader post, but Donna is able to relate to a mute s/o a lot.
She's pretty nonverbal herself, so often you two have moments of quiet peace, where the two of you are doing your own thing together in the same room, taking breaks only to hold hands, cuddle, and kiss each other sweetly.
Truly dreamy💕💕💕
The first time you speak to her though, she's sewing a new outfit for one of her dolls, while you're reading in the setee beside her.
You peak over her shoulder, clear your throat and say: "You're really talented, Donna".
She drops a stitch.
Her face is burning underneath her veil. The first thing you say to her is a complement??? About a skill she is actually proud of??? That's already enough to get her heart stuttering, but you said her name.
It feels like such a small thing, but it sends Donna into a tizzy. Your lips formed the syllables of her name, and she can't get over it. You said a compliment and her name in the same sentence.
She's swooning. Smitten. Overcome.
Expect some flustered giggling and a compliment in return.
Salvatore Moreau
Salvatore has no chill whatsoever.
He literally drops everything and scuttles across the room to stand in front of you, flitting his hands around you in excitement, not quite touching you but close.
He's! So! Excited!
He didn't process what you even said-- you SPOKE TO HIM!!!! Fireworks are going off in his brain, Kool and the Gang are celebrating the good times, life is beautiful and love is in the air....
Moreau is delighted by this development. You feel safe enough around him a monster to vocalize your thoughts. You trust him. He already knew you did, but this is confirmation he didn't even know he wanted. Moreau almost starts crying he's so relieved.
Meanwhile you're repeatedly trying to warn him about the disaster occurring on the stove.
"... Salvatore, honey, the pancakes are burning."
Honey???? HONEY??? Are you TRYING to kill him????
Salvatore staggers on his feet, unintentionally the most dramatic you've ever seen him.
Sighing, you hide a smile behind your palm and give him a little smooch on the cheek before you go rescue your breakfast.
Moreau flatlines. Better give him some mouth to mouth 💗.
Karl Heisenberg
Absolutely shocked the first time you speak.
He's working on a soldat, fully used to the silence as he solders body parts together to make a deadly monster worthy of murdering Mother Miranda.
"You missed a spot--"
jESUS FUCK
Very softly, you speak up again. "At the shoulder. It's not... It's not fully connected."
Heisenberg whips around to just...stare??? At you for a bit?? His face is totally expressionless, but make no mistake his brain is reeling.
What is he supposed to do here? You feel comfortable enough to talk with him--this is a big deal, right? Is he supposed to comfort you? Praise you?
Still, it's not in Heisenberg's nature to make a big deal of things, and he doesn't want to spook you.
Eventually he nods, grunts in acknowledgement, and gets back to work.
Still, your words ring in his ears. Your voice fits you so well? He never really thought about what you sounded like before, but honestly now it's all he can think about.
Much later, when you almost forget about the whole thing, he'll offhandedly say he's proud of you for finally speaking up for yourself.
It's kinda condescending? But you know Heisenberg pretty well, and the fact he refuses to meet your eyes let's you know he's just being his normal, socially stunted self.
Thank him for the "compliment" and you'll get a pleased grin back, as well as a teasing hair ruffle. He's...happy you're comfortable with him.
It just makes your relationship feel even more right. ❤️
RE:V lords and Mother Miranda with a ghoul reader
Alcina Dimitrescu
There was always something off about you.
You never seemed to tire after long hours of work at her castle, you never shied away from cleaning duty in the dungeon like the others and most importantly you seemed to never bleed.
As a vampire that was one of the first things she noticed about you but never thought to bring it up.
She noticed your lack of heartbeat and lack of smell that usually came with the maids.
Normally she would just leave it alone because you did your job well and did tasks that nobody else wanted to do.
One night when everything was winding down for the evening, she heard the sound of a window breaking.
Usually she would summon her daughters to deal with the intruder but due to it being a colder winter she opted to do it herself.
When she got down to the kitchen she was surprised to see that the intruder’s chest had caved in and his cheeks were sunken. It was like all the air was sucked out of him and he was left as a husk.
She was even more surprised to see you there with an expression similar to a child who got caught stealing cookies.
You had small almost see through horns poking out from your hair. Your skin had turned to a pale grey and you had claws.
“Well, this is a surprise turn of events but not an unexpected one.”
You two had a long chat about what exactly you were.
You explained that you were an air ghoul and escaped from hell to enjoy life on the mortal side of the earth.
She asked if you were happy with serving her and you said yes. After all you got fed human food, were surrounded by humans and got to be in the presence of other unearthly creatures.
You also said that you sucked the air from the intruder because he scared you when you were trying to get a midnight snack.
She sighs and realised that you may be just as much of a handful as her daughters
Karl Heisenberg
Heisenberg smelled smoke when he entered the factory. It wasn’t an uncommon smell but he smelled it more that usual.
When he found you sitting with some of his creations with your arm on fire and marshmallows dangling above the flame he does a double take.
“What. The. Fuck???”
He is so confused.
From what he knew you were just a normal human and yet you were roasting marshmallows off of a flame that covered your entire arm.
You wave at him before tossing a roasted marshmallow at his head.
He catches it and eats it
He shoes away his creations before sitting on a crate in front of you with a bewildered expression.
He asks for an explanation and you tell him your a fire ghoul but just wanna chill up on earth for a bit.
Bewilderment is replaced with excitement.
You bet he wants to figure out a way to combine his powers and yours for an ultimate power up.
Heisenberg is a man of many talents and one of those talents is causing mayhem against Mother Miranda.
“Just think: flaming metal! It would be great!”
You go along with it because of course! This man wants to cause chaos and what else are you supposed to do up on the surface?
Donna Beneviento
Angie had finally convinced Donna to hire a new gardener.
After the last gardener died she was hesitant to allow anyone else close to her again but the plants were growing too much and she could barely keep up.
You had been on the earth for a few months now and decided that staying close to your element would be the best plan so seeing that add for a gardener was a blessing.
When you first met Donna and Angie you were taken to their uniqueness and enjoyed working for the two.
Angie was seen around you more than Donna but that didn’t mean you couldn’t sense her.
She walked on the very ground that you started to tame and once the earth around her mansion was yours, nobody could sneak up on you.
Donna truely figured out something was different about you when you purposely stepped out of Donna’s way when she was supposed to be invisible to your eyes.
Donna kept a closer eye on you through her dolls. Often gifting you one in return for your hard work.
Through the eyes of her dolls was when she first saw you.
Your green skin and brown ram-like horns that curled around your face. The way that the ground moulded and changed to your will was terrifying and interesting to Donna.
She hesitantly started to show herself to your non-green and horned form whenever you would tend to the garden in front of her house.
The conversations would be pretty one sided but as time went on Donna spoke more and more to you, eventually asking about the green skin and horns.
You confess that you’re not human and in fact an earth ghoul that just wanted to become more in touch with your element.
Donna couldn’t help but feel better that your reasoning was so pure.
She offered for you to stay in your natural form if it was more comfortable for you and reassured you than nobody would see you like that if you didn’t want them to.
You felt comforted by Donna’s presence and openness about your natural appearance and you only hopped she felt the same when she showed you her scar.
Angie loved to sit on your shoulders and hold onto your horns, always saying how she could ride the mighty ram into battle.
Salvatore Moreau
It starts small when he notices that someone else is in his waters.
He and his fish are usually the only thing that swim in the village since the villagers are too scared to.
When he spots blue skin in murky green water he gets excited at the idea of a new friend.
Spotting the blue skinned creature was easier than catching you because you were much smaller than he was.
You didn’t have a tail like he did but you could see much clearly under water and evade his capture.
It wasn’t like he wanted to hurt you, he just wanted to meet you and meet someone else who has an affinity for water.
Slowly but surely he was able to coax you out of your hiding spot and onto the shore. He was curious on how someone that looked human could crept for the blue skin and small silver horns, found it’s way into his territory.
You explained that you wanted to see the ocean but only got this far and that you were at water ghoul.
He excitedly told you that there were other lakes around the village that he could take you to.
When you confessed that you only liked his lake because there weren’t any people except for him and his fish he tried to make the water as enjoyable as possible for you.
Mother Miranda
Since you first came to the village she knew you weren’t human. You looked human and ate human food but there was just a strange aura around you.
You weren’t disturbing any of her plans or experiments so she left you alone for the time being.
When you sat on top of her chapel just to get a better look at the stars, she confronted you.
She landed beside you and asked not so calmly why you were on her chapel.
You explained that you leaned no harm and just wanted to see the stars better. After all the village didn’t have the best views.
You were much more calm than anyone else.
Mother Miranda just sighed and offered to show you better spots to see the stars that weren’t on her roof.
She showed you a few places and even varied you to the top of Lady Dimitrescu’s castle because what could Alcina do? It wasn’t like she was going to say no to Miranda.
It became a little tradition for Miranda to meet you at night and watch the night sky with you.
When you confessed to being not human she said she already knew but didn’t know what you were.
You said you were a quintessence ghoul and simply wanted to see the sky.
She was impressed to see a ghoul out in the real world and asked if you could help her with her experiments.
Since you had a lot of free time in the day you agreed.
May I request the Mother Miranda and Lady Dimitrescu with a s/o that insists on wearing a gas mask. Like they never take it off, and spend their lei on filters, and they swear there is something wrong with them. Then one day, they get lucky and their partner just walks up to them without it on and they are breathtaking?
Birb and vambire.
Mother Miranda and Alcina Dimitrescu with an s/o that is never seen without a gas mask walking up to them one day, maskless and breathtaking.
(Gender neutral).
Warnings: n/a
Masterlists here!
Mother Miranda
Generally speaking, Miranda hates not knowing things. Unanswered questions? They won’t be unanswered after she sets her sights on them. You are one of few exceptions.
Don’t think she’s never tried to ask anything, though.
“Why do you wear that thing?”
“Why do you wear that?” you countered, pointing at her bird mask.
...Because it looks pleasing with her robes and adds to her bird aesthetic.
Miranda wasn’t going to say that, though. All you received in response was a stare that would make most villagers quiver in fear. So... touché. After that, for the most part, she doesn’t ask you something more than once.
How do you manage to eat right in front of her without removing your mask? Miranda will just have to theorize.
What does your face look like? She’ll have to give her imagination the exercise it never gets.
“Why do you insist on wearing that mask?” Miranda asks again one day while you’re walking beside her.
“There’s something wrong with me,” you answer vaguely. And you don’t say anything more.
Months after that interaction, you enter Miranda’s lab like you would any other day.
She looks up briefly, returning your greeting. Emphasis on brief. She doesn’t notice that the straps of your mask are missing from the back of your head.
“I brought you coffee,” you tell her, setting a mug down in front of her. But also away from her important papers and equipment, of course.
The fact that your voice is significantly clearer ought to be a better indicator that something is different, but Miranda is so engrossed in her work that the difference doesn’t process.
“Thank you, darling.”
You continue to linger.
“Is there something you need?” She picks up the coffee, then tips her head up to look at you properly.
Now, Miranda carries herself with poise (sans that one time you got her to dance with you) (and also when you first started initiating physical affection with her) so she doesn’t spill hot coffee into her lap upon managing to miss her mouth, but she gets closer to doing that than she has in a long, long time.
Not only can Miranda actually see your face, but your face is one that’s utterly striking. She’s intent on taking in every aspect of it.
"The straps broke." You hold up your mask, seeming uncharacteristically nervous. "Do you know where I can find something to fix it with?"
Miranda doesn't say much of anything while the straps are being repaired, but she's certainly going to bring up the incident again later.
Alcina Dimitrescu
Did Alcina ask you to take off your gas mask not long (aka almost immediately) after first meeting you?
Yes, she did.
Did her tone make it seem more like a demand than a request?
Yes, it did.
Did the way you flatly declined sort of surprise her?
Also yes.
Early on, it drove Alcina nuts that you always have the thing on.
But since you mean so much to her, she just comes to accept it.
Further fueling that is your insistence that you need to wear it.
Alcina’s offered more than once to get you a nicer gas mask but you’ve never accepted.
She semi-frequently buys filters for you even though you can definitely afford them with your own Lei.
One day, Bela finds your mask draped over the helmet of one of the suits of armor. She presents it to her mother simply because she runs into her first.
Your gas mask and no you nearby worries Alcina. You sleep with it on. She, your partner, has never seen even a glimpse of what lies beneath it. Something must have happened to you for it to be left in such a random spot.
Before Alcina even gets the chance to finish telling Bela to start looking for you, footsteps begin approaching.
She turns around.
Surprise crosses her features for only a second, but the sight of your face is something that she instantly wants to try and commit to memory. You're absolutely stunning.
"Alci, one of the maids stole my mask. I don't—"
"It's right here, dragostea mea."
Please say that you know the name of the maid so she can be... taken care of.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Alcina Dimitrescu/Reader, Alcina Dimitrescu & Reader Characters: Alcina Dimitrescu, Reader Additional Tags: Corruption, Religious Guilt, Set in a church, Mommy Kink, Dominant Alcina Dimitrescu, succubus!Alcina, Seduction, getting fucked in a church!!!, fem!reader - Freeform, um fun fact the reader is actually me, I literally wrote this for myself, (selfish i know), so if you know me irl- no u dont, im so horny for Alci yall have NO idea, shes just so mommy, shes literally my everything, ok anyway back to tagging, Cunnilingus, Praise Kink, taking of virginity, (even tho virginity is a social construct), Female Anatomy, wlw, Dom/sub, there are definitely more tags- im just like no thoughts head empty only Alci rn, Vaginal Fingering, Smut Summary:
You were hers, now, and at the hour of your death.
me when i write (finally)
Ok so I’m in Romania right now for funsies and this WHOLE time I just keep thinking of modern Alcina and reader hcs. Here are a few of them!
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• Alci is absolutely OVERJOYED to take you around her country. She’s so excited to show you every single beautiful place and have you experience her culture.
• She tells you the history of EVERY SINGLE THING. Statues, castles, music, clothing, crops. Anything you can think of/ anything you have a question about she most likely has a detailed answer about it. She’s excited to tell you abt it! She wants you to learn more!!!
• She’s driving. Even if you’re a good driver (or maybe not) Alcina WILL be driving here. Whether you have to go through the flat countryside or the hairpin turns of the mountains, she is driving. I also think she drives a really nice car. Maybe a black or white Land Rover or smth like that.
• Alcina is a very safe driver, this we know, but when she’s here at home, she drives like crazy. You want to go to Constanta from Bucharest? That’s about a 2:15 hour drive (ish). Alcina will get you there in an 1.5 hours. Oh you’re going through the Transylvanian Alps? Alcina goes 90mph around every single curve because she knows the roads like the back of her hand. She doesn’t tailgate people, but she’s switching lanes all the time, flinging her hands up at people who cut her off, and she’s a very defensive driver.
• Alcina likes to stop in little teeny towns and spend money. Sometimes she will see a stand with homemade bread and jam and immediately buy some. Maybe you see a fruit market or a vegetable stall on your journey! If you tell her, she will go over and pick out the freshest fruits or vegetables grown in the seller’s backyard so you both can enjoy them.
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Ok this is all I have for now! But don’t worry, there will be more. Also I am working on a second chapter for my fic, God Herself, and am starting another one too!
★★★𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚 (𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 13: 𝙈𝙞𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙭)★★★
Character: Alcina Dimitrescu
Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut
Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Mirror sex, boss/employee dynamics, body image issues, clitoral stimulation, Top Alcina/Bottom reader,
Genre: Smut (With hurt/comfort)
A/n: New character bitches!!
Word count: 1.1k
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It was pornographic the way you were positioned, the way your ass was perfectly laid in between the beautiful pair of legs that belonged to the one and only Alcina Dimitrescu, grinding up against her heated sex. Your body was completely nude except for your black lingerie that was quickly torn off your body with the help of the taller woman's claws that emerged from her fingernails.
"So...do you want to explain why you're here in between my legs?" Alcina asks, her hand finding it's way to grip your chin after retracting her claws back into her hands.
You shake your head with only a whimper trembling from your lips, fully aware of the reason you were in such a lewd state, and it was all because of your own stupid body image. You had been trying really hard, you were trying to care of yourself, you were trying so hard to love yourself for the sake of your own mental health and well-being.
You looked over at your maid's uniform, a black and white colette uniform given to you by your wonderful employer at the Dimitrescu castle, tears threatening to prick at your eyes from the fear you felt of the woman holding you.
"My lady...I assure you my problems won't affect my work in any way," You whimpered, looking forward to face the mirror you and the black-haired woman were propped up in front of.
Alcina growled in response, eyes narrowing as her grip increased on your chin, turning the skin around it slightly red thanks to the pressure.
"I don't care what you assure me, my pet," She replied, sliding her opposite hand to your aching cunt, rubbing her thumb around your sensitive bundle of nerves. "I want an explanation for the reason you were being mean to yourself,"
You shiver under her touch as you're aware of how intoxicating yet terrifying it is.
"It's nothing My Lady, please rest assured that it wouldn't-"
You're once again cut off by the aggressive grip of Alcina pausing your speech in order for her to speak.
"I have already told you little mouse, you are not to be mean to yourself as long as you work for me," Her seductive voice said, the lust and anger in her voice causing for a trail of goosebumps to appear on your back. "Now explain,"
You take a deep breath, eyes finally letting the tears fall as you began to explain, your speech being mixed with the moans caused by Alcina, who was currently rubbing your clit just a bit more aggressively than before.
"I just wish my body was as beautiful as any of the other maids in the castle, they have everything perfect!" You confess, the end of your sentence being a bit higher in pitch thanks to your lewd whimpers and soft cries.
The older woman only hummed in response, letting go of your chin as you quickly hid your face from the sight of the mirror, becoming slightly shocked when Alcina only sped up her pace to suck out all of your whimpers and moans, not even bothering to pick your head up to face the mirror.
"Little mouse, beauty is a construct," She simply said, her voice beginning to soten as her other hand began to caress your thigh. "You're expected to be skinny, but curvy, but no too curvy that you show any weight other than on your butt and breasts. You're expected to have a symetrical face when that's not even possible to achieve. You're expected to have perfect skin but if you cover it with makeup so that you do have perfect skin, you're a liar. There are so many things us ladies are expected to do that I could go hours on about, but the point is that they're all unrealistic."
Your ears perked up a little, your body still on fire from how fast your orgasm was approaching your shaking body.
Alcina had a plan though, and you were unknowingly following each step to the letter.
"You have to love your body, it's the only one you have," The older woman smiled, showing just how much she cared for her favorite maid. "Our smiles are what make us beautiful, along with our sounds, everything else is just a bonus,"
And just as Alcina planned, you spoke up once again.
"But I just am ugly! You don't get it because you're so beautiful!" You cried out, one of your hands covering your mouth to muffle the noises of pleasure that were currently escaping your throat at high volume.
The golden eyed woman smirked, quickly pulling her hand away from your clit, and using her other to pull your head up to face itself in the mirror.
You cried out in pain over the loss of her touch, tears managing to prick at your eyes as you begged for her to pleasure you like she had been doing.
Alcina's eyes narrowed, and you felt a shiver go down her spine at the sudden glare and lack of warmth in her expression.
"Why would I let an ugly girl cum?" She asked, "Why would I pleasure someone who's ugly?"
Your body froze up at that, and your eyes finally locked with themselves in the mirror, and you truly saw a beautiful person. Even with how blissed out and sweaty you were from the older woman's somewhat magical touch, you somehow saw beauty in you. True beauty.
The lady holding you smirked, and she slid her hand down to your clit, beginning to toy with it but at a much slower pace than originally.
"So if you want to cum, you're going to admit that you're beautiful, my little mouse,"
You blushed furiously, and you took a deep breath.
"I'm beautiful,"
More speed was put into Alcina's touch, your moans filling the room as you gripped onto her thighs, watching your pornographic scene that was displayed in the mirror in front of you.
"Thats a good little mouse, now cum for me, cum all over my fingers while screaming about how I was right, how you are truly gorgeous," She cooed, her fingers moving at speeds so quick your brain was practically going haywire.
"You were right! I'm beautiful! I'm beautiful just the way I am! I ahhh~!!!" You screamed, coming completely undone in Alcina's arms.
Her touch was still soft as she looked down at you as you began to curl up in her arms and cry softly from gratitude.
"You're my little mouse, and you are beautiful despite what your brain tells you," She smiled softly in an uncharacteristic way as she licked the white fluid of her fingers.
★★★𝘼𝙡𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝘿𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙪 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩★★★
Smut:
Perfect little mouse
Liquid smooth
Mary on a cross
Fluff
Cookies and confessions
Baby it's cold outside
★★★𝙇𝙞𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙙 𝙨𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙝(𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 17: 𝙒𝙖𝙭 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮★★★
Character: Alcina Dimitrescu
Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut
Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Wax, Boss/employee dynamics (Top Alcina/Bottom reader)
Genre: Smut
Word count: 1.5k
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You stood in front of Alcina, looking up at the taller woman as her golden eyes scanned over every tiny feature that was visible on your body to her.
She had suddenly appeared out of seemingly nowhere, giving you a mini heart attack as she looked down at you with her piercing gaze, leaving you with goosebumps and shivers up your spine, making you stand up just a little bit straighter as to seem more confident to the other woman.
"Y/n...would you be a good little mouse and come to my room with me please?" She asked, raising an eyebrow as her alluring tone echoed through the walls of the castle, lifting up her arm to place her knuckles under her chin while she looked down at you as if you were both nothing and everything at the same time.
You nod quickly, nervous as to be too slow for your boss's liking as you quickly picked up the tray you usually carried around for the older woman, to which she quickly knocked it out of your hands, your face cringing at the loud volume of the sound that the wood created when it hit the porcelain below.
"Don't bring that stupid thing," She spat, her voice directed in a way that said that she wasn't angry, but riled up and frustrated. "You won't need it," Alcina said simply, her hand grazing up your jawline and cupping your cheek as her grip tightened just a little on your skin before quickly making her exit, subconsciously beckoning you to follow her.
You stood there for a moment, your own hand finding its way to gently place itself where the golden-eyed woman had her own palm resting in slight surprise at how flustered you got over just a simple touch.
'I hope she's alright...' You thought, feeling your cheeks heat up with a pink tint as you thought of the possibilities of what Alcina wanted with you and you alone.
You knew not to mess with the older woman when she was in her angry or frustrated state, you weren't an idiot. But there was also something inside of you that had to ask her what was wrong, but only once you got to the room.
Your [eye color] eyes looked around for seemingly no reason at all as you slightly pressed your legs together, standing in an awkward position before finally taking a deep breath and walking towards Alcina's bedroom a couple of minutes later.
Your maid dress flowed perfectly at your ankles as you walked, the sounds of your shoes hitting the cold floor below your body filling the empty hallways that were decorated at the sides with giant oak doors leading to each of the girls' bedrooms.
"Lady Dimetresu?" You ask, knocking on the door at the end of the hall that you knew led to the woman's bedroom.
"Come on in Y/n, you've kept me waiting long enough," She sighs, opening the door as you stepped inside, the smells of different melting candles filling your nostrils as you took a deep breath to try and calm your nerves.
"Oh little one," Alcina cooed, looking at your slightly nervous expression as you walked over to her, "No need to be worried, I'm not mad at you," She said before pushing you onto her knees, her legs crossing as she held a candle in the other hand, her fingers perfectly intertwining the handle.
As your knees dug themselves deeper into the carpet, your thighs clenching together as you looked up at the woman with your usual submissive and obedient look that you always carried around her.
"Then what did you need my lady?" You ask hesitantly, biting the insides of your cheek enough to make it bleed out of nervousness, despite the golden-eyed woman reassuring you that you had done nothing wrong.
The Aristocrat chuckled, lifting up your head a little bit more with her boot as she moved the hand that was holding the candle near her body.
"I've seen the way those pretty doe-eyes of your look at me whenever I ask you to help me change, or whenever I ask how I look in a dress, or even when I'm doing nothing. You're always admiring me with that pretty little face of yours," She smirked, leaning in a bit more as to be able to be heard easier by you. "See I've already figured out your little crush on me, and I've wanted to say that I feel the same way lubita mea,"
Your face heated up in a furious blush almost instantly, this woman knew the affect she had on you yet she continued to be all flirty with you?!
"My lady...are you being serious?" You continue to question the older woman, eyes looking down at her boot as you felt almost unworthy of looking at her goddess-like body with your mortal eyes.
Alcina bumps your chin with the tip of her shoe, non-verbally demanding you look back up at her, which you did.
"I don't lie little mouse, not to you I don't," The dark-haired woman replied with a serious tone, still allowing for the smirk to tug at her lips as she took in how cute you looked in this position.
"Thank you..." You blushed, unable to muster enough words to express your gratitude towards her.
Alcina nods in response, before lifting your head up even more with her shoe.
"Now that the both of us have our confessions off our chests...I have an idea that I know my favorite little maid is going to love," She smirked, to which you nodded eagerly.
The golden-eyed vampire immediately extended one of her claws, tracing it over the front of your uniform, not pressing hard enough to cause any damage to the fabric as she began to ask you for consent to keep going.
You nod once again, a pleading whimper turned squeak escaping your lips as you watched the uniform be teared off your body, leaving you exposed to Alcina, including your bra and panties.
But you couldn't have expected what happened next.
Your whole body felt like it had caught on fire as you felt a small stream of hot wax from Alcina's candle as she poured it across your chest, erecting your nipples as the feeling washed through your body with how much wax was being poured onto your delicate skin.
Using her fingers to spread the semi-hardened wax, Alcina listened to the little whimpers and breathy moans spilled from your throat as she continued to pour the wax over your body with her other hand.
"My, my, little mouse," The woman smirked, squeezing violently at one of your breasts as wax fell onto it, trailing onto the back of her hand as she left a handprint where she was squeezing your tit. "You look so beautiful all messy like this...I can't help myself,"
You could only whine in response, a loud whimper escaping your lips as you felt more wax being poured onto your thighs, the hot liquid seeping into in-between your legs, erecting another moan as the heat made your core pulse.
"P-Please my lady!" You whimpered, rubbing your legs together as the wax helped to stimulate some sort of pleasure in your now soaking cunt.
"But you're also so impatient..." Alcina tutted, cutting off your speech by pouring a little bit of wax onto your lips.
You squealed almost immediately as the liquid scolded your lips slightly, eyes widening as Alcina got down in front of you, her hand traveling up your thigh, her finger collecting a bit of wax on their tips as she rubbed it off on herself before sliding her hand between her legs.
"But I guess we'll work on that now...~"
★★★𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨 (𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 30: 𝙒𝙚𝙚𝙙)★★★
Character: Alcina Dimitrescu
Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut
Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Weed, Oral sex, clitoral stimulation, boss/employee dynamics (Top Alcina/Bottom reader)
Genre: Smut
A/n: I've never smoked so forgive me for any mishaps! (Also this gif is so hot- Throw me mommy-)
Word count: 2.0k
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Her voice was seductive, alluring, and just beautiful as it hummed along to a jazz song that was playing on the radio on her desk.
The way her lips wrapped around her joint made you wish that her lips were pressed against yours.
Just a simple gaze at the woman made all of your worries disappear, every single trouble you had endured throughout the week seemingly fading away.
You couldn't help the way your eyes were drawn to her and her beauty, it was just too fascinating to look away.
You felt horrible for falling for her, but she was too beautiful and alluring not to do so.
"You're staring," Alcina stated, her golden eyes not even thinking to meet your gaze as she looked at herself in the mirror, watching the smoke from her joint leave her lips with focus.
Your eyes quickly widened, a sweat droplet forming on your forehead as you looked down to avoid her.
"I'm... I'm very sorry my lady, I didn't mean to do that," You apologized, trying to avoid any possible punishment she may give you, despite you being one of her favorites.
The golden-eyed woman simply hummed in reply, sighing in contentment as she felt the weed finally taking its effect on her body, leaving her limbs buzzing like they usually did whenever she smoked.
"What did you need, Y/n?" She finally asked, breaking the silence while the smoke around her made her look all that more enchanting.
"I saw smoke and I admit I was frightened, I wasn't aware you were smoking," You replied, your voice trembling, the sounds of the glasses on your tray clinking slightly from how anxious you had been.
Alcina raised an eyebrow, looking over at you as she licked her lips as her lipstick had transferred over onto the roll of paper in a pink-tinted circle.
"Hm..." She thought for a moment before a slight smirk began to form, making you even more nervous and flustered all at once.
"I'm sorry my lady, I didn't mean to interrupt you, I apologize sincerely," You stuttered, the anxiety from the previous week making you even more of a mess than you were already after entering her room.
You tried to quickly leave, before you saw one of her long claws keeping the door shut, making you freeze up and stumble backward.
"Little mouse, you-" Alcina tried to say, slight worry and amusement swirling around in her tone, the confidence she usually carried increasing to new heights thanks to the drug taking its effect on her.
"I'm sorry, please just, I got scared and I..." You trailed off, your speech stopping as you felt her golden eyes piercing through your body.
"Little mouse, be a good girl and be quiet for a moment, alright?" She asked, the smirk forming on her lips increasing as she looked at your endearing nature.
You took a deep breath, nodding as you took a step closer to the taller woman, looking at her with expectance.
"Good. Now, why are you so nervous? You know I would never hurt you. You're too good to me for me to do such a thing," Alcina questioned you, taking another puff of her joint as she released the smoke off to the side to still see you well.
You paused for a moment, your eyes looking off to the side before you finally spoke up once again.
"It's just been a stressful week. I haven't had a break from family matters and personal chaos," You admitted, sighing slightly as you once again looked down at your feet.
The golden-eyed woman nodded, looking at you with a soft smile mixed perfectly with that seductive smirk she always carried around you to get you flustered.
"I see. What if I gave you a way to relax? You seem like you need it," Alcina suggested, rolling up another joint as she rubbed the paper between her fingers while looking at you.
You nod.
"I'll take anything at this point," You sighed, your eyes widening as the taller woman handed you the fresh joint she had just rolled up.
"Don't worry, I won't fire you~" Alcina teased you with a chuckle, licking her lips once again before placing them back on the paper, taking a huff of the smoke before exhaling it into the air.
"What am I supposed to do with this?" You asked, knowing you weren't too experienced when it came to weed, as you were mainly too focused on your other duties as Alcina's head maid.
"Here, let me teach you," The older woman chuckled, sitting you down for you to straddle her leg, raising an eyebrow when she felt a slightly damp spot on your underwear.
You blushed furiously, trying not to squeeze your legs together out of embarrassment and crush on the aristocrat.
"Okay..." You stuttered, eyes widening even more as you felt the paper being placed inside of your lips.
Alcina carefully lit the joint, helping you puff out the smoke as the buzz from the weed filled your body, your brain going fuzzy as the two of you sat in silence.
The silence was embarrassing to you, and the knowledge that Alcina could most likely feel how wet you were becoming on her leg certainly didn't help.
The room around you both was quiet, only to be interrupted by your breathing and the occasional cough.
That was until the older woman broke the silence.
"You look adorable straddling my lap like this, draga mea~" She smirked, chuckling as she heard you squeak in response to her teasing.
Her voice sent shivers down your back as her hand caressed your cheek, her other hand holding her joint off to the side as she watched you get flustered.
"Thank you... My lady," You replied, pausing your actions as you looked up at the golden-eyed woman with pure adoration.
And there it was.
That silence.
But, it was different.
It felt...tense...
Much more tense than it had been only a couple of moments prior.
"Șoarece mic?" Alcina asked, knocking you out of your staring and thoughts for the umpteenth time that night.
"Yes, my lady?" You replied almost immediately.
"Why are you always staring at me?" She asked, the smirk on her face allowing for you to recognize that she was not mad at you at all.
Had you not been under the influence, you probably would have immediately denied everything. But that wasn't the case.
"Because you're a goddess..." You confessed with a massive blush present on your cheeks, moving slightly forward, whining a bit as your wet core rubbed up against her thigh. "I've loved you since you allowed me into your home,"
Alcina smirked, quickly putting her joint on the ashtray along with yours as she pulled you in for a deep and passionate kiss.
"Mmm...!" You whimpered, your eyes closing while your hands fondled each other's body, tearing off each of your clothes as if your lives depended on it.
It all seemed to be happening so fast as your bodies pressed up against each other, Alcina pushing you down on her large bed as she left bite marks and hickeys across your collarbone, so desperate to fuck you before her confidence weakened.
She looked all the more attractive like this, gripping at you as if she was a lion destroying her prey, and it only made your pussy leak more of its arousal onto the sheets below.
Finally tearing your underwear off you, leaving you as naked putty on her bed, Alcina leaned over the top of you, nibbling on your ear before speaking.
"Say 'opal' if you want me to stop, alright draga mea~?" She teased, her husky breath leaving your skin littered with bumps.
You nod eagerly, your heartbeat thumping at levels you didn't know it could beat at thanks to how fast you both had moved from smoking together to fucking on her bed.
Lowering her head between your legs, Alcina chuckled deviously at the sight of your glistening pussy, wasting no time as she quickly swirled your tongue in and out of your tight center, her thumb rubbing viciously at your clit. She relished in your taste, lapping up all of your cum as her large tongue worked magic on your aching sex.
Your body quivered under her touch, loud moans echoing off the walls of her bedroom and filling the larger woman's ears, your cries of pleasure only encouraging her to keep going.
"Please~!! My lady!" You mewled, your legs shaking even more as her strong hands flipped you over to fuck you in a doggy-style position, still rubbing your clit quickly as her tongue continued to push itself in and out of your glistening folds.
"Mistress," Alcina corrected you, watching as your back arched the closer you got to your climax, now speeding up the pace of her tongue to a speed you couldn't help but come undone.
"Please Mistress~!! I need you~! I- God damn it~!" You begged her, feeling your whole body tighten up and quiver as your orgasm began to wash over you.
As she praised you in Romanian, Alcina continued to rub at your clit, dedicating her tongue to swallowing all of your releases as your back stopped arching, your body collapsing into a blissed-out and wet mess on her bed.
After she finished licking you dry, the golden-eyed woman emerged from your thighs, massaging your legs to help them stop shaking.
"Fuck...You tasted so good Șoarece Mic ~" She smirked, pulling you close to her body as the fatigue caused by the drug began to overtake each of your bodies, leaving you both cuddled up against each other's naked bodies.
"Thank you, mistress," You smiled, kissing her on the lips once again as your fingers intertwined. "I must ask...have you always liked me like this?" You chuckled nervously.
Alcina nodded.
"Why wouldn't I? You're perfect Draga mea~" She smirked, her large hand falling to your ass before pulling you closer against her breasts, leaving you even more of a blushing mess.
Hey everyone! I'm just reminding you that requests are open and I'd love to write them! Please send in any fics you'd like to see (but please only with characters I have on my masterlist!!)
★★★12 𝘿𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙁𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙢𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩★★★
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Day 1: Hockey game (Melissa Schemmenti)
Day 2: Tree decorating (Wanda Maximoff)
Day 3: Staff holiday party (Larissa Weems)
Day 4: Gift wrapping (Morticia Addams)
Day 5: Cookie baking (Alcina Dimitrescu)
Day 6: Snowball fight (Chessy)
Day 7: Mistletoe and gift wrapping (Melissa Schemmenti)
Day 8: Seasonal flu (Wanda Maximoff)
Day 9: Dancing in the snow (Larissa Weems)
Day 10: Proposal (Morticia Addams)
Day 11: Snowed in (Alcina Dimitrescu)
Day 12: Christmas (Chessy)
★★★𝘾𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 (12 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙁𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙢𝙖𝙨 𝘿𝙖𝙮 5: 𝘾𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜)★★★
Character: Alcina Dimitrescu
Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 (Message me to be a part of the taglist until I get a page set up!!)
Trigger warnings (DL, DI): N/a
Genre: Fluff
A/n: Day 5 people, I'm not feeling too good but didn't wanna get too much behind, I'll post two tomorrow hopefully.
Word count: 1.2k
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The cold winter months were always depressing around Castle Dimitrescu. The women of the household didn't celebrate Christmas, and the girls couldn't leave the house due to the cold. But after two years of working as a maiden, you were determined to achieve the hallmark Christmas you felt the girls you loved deserved.
You had joined the "family" after your 21st birthday after hearing all of the benefits such as a place to stay and a buttload of cash, but a certain someone was the main reason you stayed.
The lady of the house, Alcina Dimetrescu. Her golden eyes complemented her luscious black locks that would lay softly on her shoulders and bounce slightly every time you or one of the girls made her laugh. Her sweet Romanian accent. Her incredibly seductive body and voice. Her half-transformed form with her tentacles and wings. Everything about the older woman had you in a glue trap, leaving you stuck to writhe around in your own sticky feelings.
Her Romanian nicknames would always leave a dusting of pink across your face as soft as the snow that fell on the castle during the short winter days, and the way her arm would snake around your waist whenever you were standing next to her while she was reading.
You loved the woman and you wanted to be with her for the rest of your life. But you weren't even sure how to express a single percent of your love.
But one thing you did know was what Alcina loved more than anything: her daughters. And making them happy would make her happy, which was your way of flirting with the vampire.
Whenever you'd look at the older woman, you'd wonder what could happen if you just did it. If you just confessed, what would happen?
If you just stood up and made a silent confession, would she even look at you the same?
That's all you could think about as you stood in the large kitchen that had been left alone by all of Alcina's chefs who had gone home for Christmas break. You shuffled through all of the ingredients that rested in the large pantry to find every single ingredient for the chocolate chip cookies you were about to make.
"One O'clock..." You muttered, lifting your head softly to look at the large grandfather clock near the exit of the room you were in before looking at the darkness outside caused by the night, smiling in determination before getting to work.
Your brain was all over the place, and your heart rate was higher than normal due to how quickly you were trying to make the Christmas desserts for your favorite girls.
Swiftly hiking up your Colette dress, you got to work mixing each ingredient in the silver bowls in your hands, laughing each time flour or sugar would fly up into your face. But unbeknownst to you, Alcina was just as awake as you, listening to your heartbeat with her enhanced hearing.
Minutes passed as you busied yourself by finishing off the dough. Using a nearby cookie scoop to place each ball on the parchment paper, you hummed your favorite Christmas carol to yourself, still unaware of the woman listening in.
"What on earth is she doing?" The golden-eyed woman asked out loud, standing up and wrapping a silk black robe slightly against her underwear-clothed frame.
Alcina moved slowly through the castle, checking up on each of her daughters before finally walking towards the kitchen where she heard your heartbeat and other movements.
"What is that smell?" She whispered to herself, pausing in her tracks once she saw you in the kitchen, taking the cookies off of the tray and putting them on a large plate before writing a note next to it.
Standing there, you smiled softly yet proudly as you placed the now empty tray in the marble sink, your eyebrows furrowing once you felt an overwhelming presence behind you.
"Draga mea?" Alcina finally asked you, her tone questioning rather than upset, sharply watching every one of your movements.
You immediately froze up, your eyes shooting wide open.
"My lady- I-" You blushed, turning around, pulling down the skirt of your uniform. "I'm so sorry I just- Please forgive me!" You exclaimed with a shaky voice.
"Y/n I-"
"I'm so sorry I didn't mean to wake you! Please forgive me I'll leave!" You ran off, genuinely terrified that the woman you loved would possibly resent you.
Alcina quickly grabbed you, pinning you up against her body, electing a gasp from your body.
"Draga mea, be good and stay still," The black-haired woman said sternly, turning you around to squat down in front of you.
"Yes M-"
"Also none of that, you will call Alcina," Her eyes narrowed. "Now tell me what you were doing,"
"Making cookies for the girls and you... I've just...never seen you or your daughters celebrate Christmas as long as I've been here, and I wanted to give you the special holiday you deserve since you guys can't go out in the cold," You explained, shutting your eyes as your head fell to face the floor.
"Oh Y/n," Alcina cooed, pulling your chin up to face her. "Why would you care so much? After all, I'm just your boss,"
"But you aren't," You sniffled, wiping a single tear from your eyes.
"What do you mean Draga?" The maiden asked, "Don't cry, it's okay, just tell me," She assured you.
"You're more than an employer to me Alci! I love you! And I wanted some way to show it!" You finally confessed, your legs nearly giving out on you from the weight lifted off your chest.
You felt her golden eyes pierce through you, and before she could even speak, you did.
"I'll leave if it makes you uncomfortable I'm sor-"
Your words were cut off by Alcina pressing her lips against your own, squeezing at your body softly, trying to take all of you at once. Her lips were soft and plump, and she tasted delicious and addictive.
"You don't know how long I've been waiting for you to say that Y/n," She smiled softly before pressing a kiss to your neck.
"Are you serious Alci?" You asked meekly, to which the woman in front of you nodded.
"I've never been it any more than I am right now," Alcina nodded, grabbing a cookie off the plate before taking a bite. "Besides, how could I pass up a good baker like you to be my partner?" She chuckled.
You laughed softly, before pulling her into another kiss, tasting the fruits of your labor in her.
"I think this may be the best Christmas I've ever had, and it's all thanks to you, Y/n," The golden-eyed woman looked at you with adoration, before taking your hand in hers. "Why don't we make it even better and you come to my bedroom with me? We can have more of your cookies when it's a reasonable time to be up,"
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-Akira
★★★𝘽𝙖𝙗𝙮 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 (12 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙁𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙢𝙖𝙨 𝘿𝙖𝙮 11: 𝙎𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣)★★★
Character: Alcina Dimitrescu
Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 (Message me to be a part of the taglist until I get a page set up!!)
Trigger warnings (DL, DI): N/a
Genre: Fluff
A/n: I never liked this song, so here's my spin on it <3
Word count: 1.1k
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You groaned, rubbing the bridge of your nose as you tried to open the main exit of the castle despite knowing that it was blocked by snow. Continuing to pull the handle, you fell back, your ass hitting the cold marble floor and electing a grunt from you.
"Damn it-" You grumbled, dusting off your uniform as you stood up. "It's not even budging," You sighed, placing your bag on the floor as you texted your friends an apology.
"Hm?" Alcina looked up from her book, her golden eyes following you from her sight in the living room where she sat with the rest of her daughters, who were all doing their separate activities. "Bela, go check up on them," She ordered, watching her oldest daughter run up to you to interrogate.
"Y/n?" Bela tapped you on the shoulder, looking down at you with curiosity. "What's wrong?"
"Oh- Miss Bela, it's nothing. I'm just unable to get out, I think we're snowed in," You smiled.
Alcina, who was overhearing the conversation, stood up swiftly and made her way to you.
"Is that so?" Her Romanian accent filled your ears as you felt the light around you be blocked out by her large figure. "Did you have somewhere you needed to be?"
You laughed nervously, nodding.
"Yes, I did. I informed my friends I was stuck though," You spoke, tilting your head up to look at the maiden. "I can find a hotel if you wouldn't mind me escaping out a window?"
The older woman furrowed her eyebrows, licking her lips slowly as if she was looking as if she was observing her next dinner.
"No," She spoke loudly, causing a shiver to go straight down your spine. "You will stay right here, in your quarters. I'm not allowing you to stay in a place of unfamiliarity for the holidays,"
You blushed softly, waving your hands in front of you.
"Please My Lady, I'll be alright!" You attempted to assure her, only to be met with more refusal.
"Absolutely not. It is freezing outside, and even though you may be human, I'm not letting you get frozen out there," The golden-eyed woman commanded, extending her claws to tap the floor below her. "You will stay right here,"
You whimpered, not wanting to defy her.
"Yes, My Lady, I'll return to my room," You nodded, picking up your bag and walking out toward the hallway where your room resided.
Once you had finally left, Alcina turned to Bela.
"Bela, make them some hot cocoa and invite them out here," She spoke.
"Mom, you're the one in love with them, you have to make the moves," The blonde squeezed her mother's hand before returning to her book in the living room.
You weren't sure why your room was bigger than the other maids, but you didn't mind the extra space. Your room was beautifully decorated, illuminated with golden candles, and dressed in a Roman Gothic style.
The walls had been lined with intricate wall hangings that were a mix of red and black, with golden flourishes at the corners. The curtains had been thick and dark crimson velvet, the floors had been mahogany and well polished until they shone. A large bed dominated the room, with two heavy dark wood tables and desks on either side, lined with books and scrolls. Across from the bed had been a large desk, the same dark wood as the tables. A large desk lamp had been sat on the desk, with a large mirror leaning against the wall nearby.
A sudden knock came from the door, pausing your movements of putting away your belongings.
"Y/n?" Alcina's voice said, slightly muffled by the large door blocking you two.
"Oh! My Lady, please come in!" You replied, smiling as the vampire made her presence apparent in your room.
"Would you like to come and sit with me? I'd hate for you to be alone," The black-haired lady smiled.
You paused, was the woman you loved inviting you to be with her?
"O-Of course," You chuckled nervously, your tone way too breathy and lovesick for your liking.
"Good, meet me out there in 30,"
After you had returned your belongings to your room, you exited out towards the living room. The walls of the room had been lined with darkly stained panels, painted in a warm, deep shade of red, and decorated with intricate golden details. The floor was mahogany, polished until it shone, even in the dim light of the candles that decorated the center of the room. Across the way, a long table was covered in a rich and expensive velvet couch, and a pair of armchairs. A heavy wooden shelf was mounted on the rear wall, lined with darkly tinted glass bottles, and filled with rare and expensive wines.
"My Lady?" You asked Alcina, slightly startling her.
"Oh! Y/n, Draga Mea, please sit," Alcina gestured to the empty spot next to her.
You nodded, sitting down next to her as you pulled up a book she had recommended to you a couple of months ago.
"Ah, I see you're finally reading it," The vampire smiled, wrapping her arm around your waist and pulling you against her, leaving you red-faced.
"Yes, I've been meaning to," You replied, flipping a page.
Alcina remained silent, watching your every move with her sharp golden eyes with a pink tint forming on her otherwise pale skin.
You felt safe around the lady, you felt as if all your worries were gone, and you felt...warm. You weren't sure how to say it, but something inside you said that you didn't need to, and that she already knew.
"Merry Christmas Draga Mea," The vampire squeezed your side.
"Merry Christmas My lady," You smiled.
"You know I have a surprise for you,"
"What is it?" You asked, eyes falling mainly to your feet as you were to embarrassed to look anywhere else.
Alcina pulled you in for a soft and sweet kiss, her hands finding their way to your cheeks.
"I love you," Alcina confessed with a soft and weak smile, a chuckle escaping her lips as you blush.
"My Lady...I love you too," You replied with a breathy and shaky voice, looking up at her in both shock and love.
"Alcina," She corrected you,
"Huh?"
"Call me Alcina," The taller woman pecked you softly on your lips. "After all, if we love each other that much, we should be on a first-name basis. Right?"
You nodded, laying your head on her shoulder as she hoisted you up on her lap.
Maybe being stuck in a castle for the holidays wasn't so bad after all...
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-Akira
Taken (Modern AU) - Ch 1
Alcina Dimitrescu x Female Reader
Warnings: mentions of sexual body parts, mentions of death of a character
AN: A new story, the idea just sorta got there and I always wanted write our beautiful lady into our modern day world and see how she and the girls would be as normal human beings. There will be an OC character in this story that isn’t the reader.
One last warning. In this story Alcina has given birth to the girls. And the father is the OC.
Tell me if you want me to do a taglist! Enjoy!
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“I wouldn’t mind at all. The world could definitely use a female President to kick the white mens’ asses in that political kindergarten they’re running”, you answered into the phone as you sat on the bench, looking over at the playground.
You noticed your five year old son sitting on top of the slide and slide down. You smiled softly before hearing the voice on the other end answer you.
“Oh I am not opposed to it being Clinton, but could you imagine Michelle Obama coming out and saying she’s running”
You looked down at your nails for a quick moment before looking back up at the playground. Your heart stopped the moment you did. Your son was no were to be seen. “Carrie I gotta go”, you said into the phone and hung up before running over to the playground.
“Eli??”
Your son was nowhere to be found and you felt yourself quickly panic.
“Elijah!”
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You: *wearing your headphones, dancing and singing* One hop this time, one hop this time. Right foot two stomps, left foot two stomps. Slide to the left... Slide to the right. Criss cross. Criss cross. Cha cha real smooth
Lady D and the girls: *notice you*
Lady Dimitrescu: *is pretty confused, but doesn't disturb you*
Cassandra: *rolls her eyes in annoyance*
Daniela: *starts imitating your moves*
Bela: *stands silently, smiling and clapping her hands to your dance*
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You: *wearing your headphones, dancing and singing* One hop this time, one hop this time. Right foot two stomps, left foot two stomps. Slide to the left... Slide to the right. Criss cross. Criss cross. Cha cha real smooth
Lady D and the girls: *notice you*
Lady Dimitrescu: *is pretty confused, but doesn't disturb you*
Cassandra: *rolls her eyes in annoyance*
Daniela: *starts imitating your moves*
Bela: *stands silently, smiling and clapping her hands to your dance*
Y/N: *talking to the dimitrescu daughters* So I'll start by introducing myself. I'm-
Lady Dimitrescu: *enters the room*
Y/N: -very gay and very single.
On my knees for both of them 🧎🧎🧎🧎🧎🧎
Imagine # 921
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Gif credit goes to - @lady-weiss & @rasputinaillyanna (Unless told otherwise.)
Year posted - 2022
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• It's so fucking chaotic it's both heaven and hell.
• They are constantly fighting over you, hurling insults at one another while you sit there quietly. Waiting patiently before you get the chance to cut in, and voice what you want to do, or who you want to go with.
• When you choose one of them, the other gets so so fucking jealous, but they know deep down you'll come back to them, you always do.
• God forbid you ever come back from one of the others complex with any kind of injury.
• One time you did come back from Heisenberg's factory with a small cut on your arm, and Alcina nearly tore him to shreds.
• Even though the injury was technically your fault. As you had tripped over your own feet, and when you're reflexes kicked in, you tried grabbing onto a nearby Soldat to steady yourself.
• And of course when you did that you managed to grab his drill arm, thus cutting your arm in the process.
• Oh boy but when Karl found puncture wounds on your shoulder a few weeks later, a result of some late night fun with Alcina, he was on the brink of marching his army to the Dimitrescu Castle.
• This is a constant thing! Hope you can handle that.
• Their so night and day it's almost comical!
• When you are with Alcina you are quite literally wrapped in luxury you could only dream of before meeting Lady D.
• And when you're with Karl you're surrounded by nothing but metal and blazing furnaces, which results in you wearing very little clothes half the time, trying desperately to keep cool.
• It's kinda really nice though tbh. You get a nice balance of luxury and organized chaos.
• When you're with Alcina you wear the best of the best, because her sweet little pet deserves nothing less, and you more or less don't have a real choice on the matter.
• While with Karl you can wear sweats and a hoodie, or shorts and a t-shirt, or whatever comfy clothes you wanna wear. Because Karl doesn't care what you're in, as long as your happy he's happy.
• And honestly you could wear a potato sack and Karl would still find you hot as fuck, no matter what you're in he's gonna flirt with you like a horny fuck, and if given the opportunity he'd dry hump you without hesitation... The man's horny okay...
• Where's with Alcina that just won't do. Don't get me wrong she really loves you, and she'll always find you incredibly sexy, but she still draws the line somewhere on what she'll allow you to wear.
• In her defense she's been surrounded with top quality luxury for so long, that nothing less than perfect is enough. She's accustomed to the best of the best, and she wants you to enjoy that with her.
• Alcina didn't think she could fall for you any further than she already had, not until she found you trying on one of her shorter nightgowns.
• You had forgotten that the maids were cleaning all of your sleepwear, and you'd decided impulsively to try on her smallest gown.
• The gown was essentially lingerie on Alcina, but on you it was a proper gown! And you looked so freaking adorable to her in that moment.
• When you noticed her presence you blushed like a dope, having been caught red handed. But the hungry look in Alcinas eyes nearly took your breath away.
• Neither of you got much sleep that night. (^_−)
• Karl caught you wearing his hat once, and he teased you for it of course, but deep down he found it incredibly sexy.
• You looked better with it on than he did! And he wasn't to salty about that, but he acted like it with his teasing.
• The thought of you giving him head while wearing his hat popped into his mind, and Karl wasn't ashamed to voice the new fantasy.
• Needless to say if you wear either of their clothes they both react the same way, they fall deeper in love with you, and become very horny.
• However if one sees you wearing something of the others, they will roll their eyes and act indifferent about it, trying desperately to ignore the article of clothing.
• God food at the Dimitrescu Castle is so so fucking good, well as long as Mila the middle aged maid that runs the kitchen cooks it.
• The Dimitrescu daughters have tried cooking for you a few times, which resulted in undercooked food, chard black food, bland food, and over seasoned foods being served to you.
• They always try fixing what they messed up the last time, which results in a new mess up. But they try so very hard, maybe one day they'll get it right.
• Now if Alcina tries cooking for you, it's not that bad. However it looks like death, the food she cooks weirdly always looks horrible.
• No one knows why it looks that way, and she tries her damnedest to make it look better, but in the end it looks terrible.
• But again the taste is pretty good, it's not exactly ground breaking, mind melting flavor, but it's pretty good considering she rarely cooks.
• Now food at Karl's factory is surprisingly mind melting, who knew that dirty foulmouthed man was a really really good cook.
• Like Gordon Ramsay look out! Okay maybe not that good, but like seriously it's good enough to make you literally drool when you smell it.
• You have no idea how he's able to cook like that, but apparently he was born to cook, and also build crazy half robot human monsters.
• Not to mention Karl loves impressing you with his cooking skills, so he insists on buying only the best possible ingredients that the Duke has to offer.
• And when you're around Karl totally ignores working on his army, and instead enjoys cooking for you, or cuddling with you, or you know indulging in other activities.
• The only thing they have in common is how they fuck you, like seriously they are weirdly in sync with the mood their in.
• Like most of the time, their pretty fucking rough, seriously your legs are shaking so bad afterwards, and you've definitely got bruises on your thighs.
• But periodically their mood switches and their so so gentle with you, and they always end up switching like that around the same time.
• Perhaps it's because they can tell that you need it a bit softer, or their just weird like that and they just sync up for some mysterious and weird reason, that not even Miranda can explain.
• Their both absolute cuddle bugs, both of them are so so freaking comfy and warm, and they can both envelope you in their arms with ease.
• They've both got serious anger issues, but they never intentionally direct their anger at you, but sometimes it happens.
• But they would never, they will never ever hurt you, eachother yeah probably, but not you.
• Alcina loves reading to you, or better yet she adores drawing you, or painting either way she loves loves loves it.
• Especially if you let her draw/paint you in the nude, those pictures are locked away securely in her room, because those are for yours and her eyes only!
• Even though Heisenberg has seen you naked just as often as Alcina has, she will never allow that filthy man thing to see those pictures.
• Karl loves watching movies reels with you, or teaching you how to engineer little robot companions.
• You literally have a mini army of tiny robots that follow you around like excited puppies, their so freaking cute yet chaotic it's very amusing.
• Karl also enjoys drawing you, although the drawings aren't as good as Alcinas, his sketches are still very impressive.
• Karl also really enjoys drawing you in the nude of course, and he also refuses to allow anyone else to see the sketches, especially Alcina!
• So yeah being shared between the two Lords is both heaven and hell... But in the best possible way.
• They adore you and will do anything for you, including putting up with the other just for you.
• Because at the end of the day as long as they have you, and you're happy their happy.