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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alcina Dimitrescu/Bela Dimitrescu, Bela Dimitrescu/Daniela Dimitrescu, Cassandra Dimitrescu/Daniela Dimitrescu, Alcina Dimitrescu/Cassandra Dimitrescu, Alcina Dimitrescu/Bela Dimitrescu/Cassandra Dimitrescu/Daniela Dimitrescu Characters: Alcina Dimitrescu, Bela Dimitrescu, Cassandra Dimitrescu, Daniela Dimitrescu, Mother Miranda (Resident Evil), Original Characters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon-Typical Behavior, Polyamory, Dubious Consent, Unhealthy Relationships, Shapeshifting, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Bugs & Insects, Pseudo-Incest, Bloodplay, Cannibalism, Swarmcest, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Explicit Sexual Content, religious trauma, Religious Cults Summary:

Alcina has lived through many lives, and among all things — one thing has always remained the same. Power begets money. Money begets power. And there is always a taste for wine.

The Coven of the Black God survived the attack from the BSAA and has emerged from the ashes as a terrifying player on the global stage. House Dimitrescu leads the vanguard of this transition into the modern world where wars are won on the digital battlefield, the public is always present, and espionage tears down corporate empires.

There's just one flaw in the grand ascension: theirs is not the only cult dedicated to such a demanding deity, and the competition is deadly.

*New/Revised Draft

What’s this you may ask?

Well, it’s a reboot of sorts. The basic premise is still there, but... refined. 

Raffinit and I are quite proud of the new direction we’re going and we hope that you lot enjoy coming along for a second go-about too!

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Helmut Newton - Suit by Yves Saint Laurent (Vogue Paris 1975)

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WANIMAL

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Perspective Flip: Punishment scene from We Hurt Eachother Without Trying from Bela's pov

I knew -- I KNEW!! -- as soon as I got the notification what you were asking for and you got it 😎👍. Also WOW my Muses were hippity hoppitying tonight, usually takes like. A month for RE desire to come out and play. Under the cut for obvious reasons (graphic sexual content, violence, psuedo-incest, etc etc).

This has only happened once before. This…forced voyeurism. It had been early after Bela's Rebirth, before bonds formed and before the title of "Mother" came to have meaning. A foolish attempt at connection had been made. The maid was pretty enough and Bela was so confused, the realities of her new life in a violent struggle with the ghosts of her old one. She had just wanted...she can't remember what she had wanted. To feel warm, maybe? To feel alive? Whatever it was, this desire she can't remember, it had angered Alcina. As she does now, Bela had stood then against the back wall of the library, watching on as Mother fucked the maid, forcing the doomed chit to maintain eye contact with Bela. Her corpse was dumped at Bela's feet, blood pooling for a different maid to clean up, and Alcina had swept out of the room with a directive to take it down to the cellars. This, now, watching as Alcina forces Reed to suck her off, brings the repressed memory racing back to the forefront. And same as last time, the horned and clawed beast rouses from dormancy in Bela's chest. Was that the lesson, then, centuries ago? That Bela was a fool to forget who holds her true loyalty? Have your dalliances. Have you liaisons. Share your bed with whomever you like. But never -- never -- forget, my sweet Bela, to whom you truly belong. But Bela had forgotten. Her failure to bring Reed to heel was truth of that. Reluctance to spend time around the prickly family Pet had caused her to lose sight of who she was. And to whom she owed herself. "Fuck. Fuck you feel so good. So...perfect." A golden gaze bores into Bela's own amber eyes and she shudders. Reed's head bobs with more purpose and the atmosphere in the room shifts. Bela watches on with impartial interest as, once more, Mother takes her frustrations with Bela out on a proxy. See what you could have? See what I could give you, if only you weren't such a coward? I could give you the world, my sweet, you only need ask. Bela watches as Reed struggles under the weight of Alcina's hand on their head, pressing them further down on the tentacle. She flicks her eyes back to Alcina's face, watching with awe as pleasure contorts the visage. Envy roils through Bela's veins. She wants to be responsible for this. She wants to be the reason for Mother's pleasure, even if it's stolen from her just as it's currently being stolen from Reed. "Fuck they feel good. Tell me, do they share their talents equally with you, or am I just special?" The taunt shouldn't make Bela even wetter, but it does. She's so desperate, even more so than when she was watching the maid cum and then die by her Mother's hand. (The scent of arousal and blood had been so decadent and Bela had not been able to stop from touching herself later that night. She knows she was loud, knows Mother had heard, because a gleaming and greedy gaze had never left her the entire next morning at breakfast). Bela inhales sharply, keenly aware of how soaked she is. The air reeks with her want but she can't bring herself to care.

Bela observes as a soft kiss is pressed to Reed's forehead, and she knows they've done their part. This was never about them, it was always about her and Mother. Reed was just a means to an ends, a tool for Alcina to leverage against Bela.

"Reed, leave us. Bela's punishment is not yours to witness."

Bela tries to contain her anticipation. Finally. Finally. Finally, it is her turn to experience her Mother in her all her agonizing glory.

Reed looks between the two of them, spitting their displeasure onto the floor, the red and white of their fury and pain painting the tiles.

Bela couldn't care less.

Neither could Mother.

She doesn't wait for the order, for the invitation, and she Swarms over to the matriarch, to Alcina, to her Mother, taking her rightful place in an expansive lap.

Alcina's hands waste no time sneaking between her legs, pinching a turgid swelling of flesh and nerves between sharp nails.

The library door slams shut, but not before Bela moans out

"Oh, fuck, Mother, please--!"

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Alex Stoddard

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Finally listening to Maggie Robertsons interview about Orin the Red and just sobbing.... "She's a broken little girl... we approached it from a huge element of compassion... does she feel love"

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I would agree, however, I didn't get the dream line, I got this line from her instead which made me go "Oh, she's my ex, isn't she" before I found out all the rest.

Which can also be very easily swayed one side or the other, but I'm on the opposite side of the fence in that I'm a Bhaalspawn shipper so my subtext filters are keyed up that way.

Now it could be a literal "Your heart belongs to me because I'm gonna rip it out" but it's possessive in the unhealthy messed up way that Bhaal lore seems to go.

I know which line people use to insist that Orin and the Dark Urge once had an incestuous relationship, and I won't begrudge them it, since I'm a filthy Durgetash shipper, and I go off a lot less.

But that line to me wasn't so much romantic or sexually charged as it was Orin trying to inflate her own self worth in your eyes.

She says something like, I know the true face that haunts your dreams when she's pretending to be Zethino at the circus.

I honestly assumed she just likes to imagine you having nightmares about her after she beat your ass and cut open your head and threw you into a mindflayer pod where it's mentioned you beat against the glass as she laughed at you?

That just makes more sense to me, with how Orin is taunting you for being weaker than her. She also taunts you for even caring about love when you should be killing...

So to me at least...it's kind of...*shrugging* ambiguous.

But like I said before, I have durgetash delusion goggles, and it's true that orin WAS pretending to be a love interpreter/matchmaker.

So it goes either way.

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TW; sexual assault, misogyny, incest

Been trying to articulate Sarevok's weird misogyny, the way he makes a point to describe Orin's displays as "girlish" as a point of disdain. One of the Echoes talks pretty scathingly about him constantly asking her if she sired any Bhaalspawn, assuming that as his High Priestess this must have been her purpose. And of course's there's. The EVERYTHING with his daughter/Orin's mother. That his instinctive move to make his daughter valuable in Bhaal's eyes was to impregnate her, only to discard her just as quickly when Orin is preferred.

I think it runs a little deeper than that though. Bhaal's children are all encouraged by their father to depersonalize themselves, as living weapons and as potential skinsuits for Daddy. One of the less discussed elements is how they also conceptualize themselves as breeding stock. This has probably been something further emphasized since Bhaal become impotent. The only plan he has in mind is to keep churning out Bhaalspawn until one of them can become his successful flesh puppet/avatar. Until then, since he is no longer able to create more: his children must in his place. This is an expectation placed explicitly on Durge as well. Sceleritas offhand informs you part of your responsibility in the apocalypse will be churning out babies for the slaughter. If your current romantic partner isn't compatible with that vision then its expected you'll take on other mates to supplement.

So I think its less that Sarevok has something specifically against women (though again, that's not absent. Everything about how he talks about Orin to Durge is pointed at that) and more. As a good Bhaalspawn: he's obsessed with breeding nearly as much as he is murder. As one of the last living direct Bhaalspawn (not counting Durge, who was made under special circumstances) he seems to regard it as his responsibility to repopulate their numbers as much as he's able to.

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Orin the Red and Dark Urge for @dancing--lights! Heavily inspired by the amazing fic she wrote about this two. It was a pleasure to work on this illustration and I feel like it was a huge step out of my comfort zone. Love the character designs in baldurs gate!

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part I : devour me communion durge and bhaal

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Right of blood

Orin is very VERY possessive

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Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: Baldur's Gate (Video Games) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: The Dark Urge/Orin the Red (Baldur's Gate) Characters: The Dark Urge (Baldur's Gate), Orin the Red (Baldur's Gate), Bhaal (Dungeons & Dragons) Additional Tags: Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Blood and Gore, Smut, Shapeshifting, Ritual Public Sex, Pseudo-Incest, Wing Kink Summary:

It is a sin for Orin even to consider turning down the opportunity to become one with Father. To deny the chance to run her hands along flesh carved from the very will of Murder Himself?

What more can she ask for? What more could she even want?

To rake her nails across that pallid throat. Guzzle down the river of crimson until she's fullfullfull. Stretch and unhinge her jaw wide—so wide and massive.

Devour her whole.

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"Would you still love me if I was a worm?"

Cassandra didn't bother opening her eyes, inhaling slowly in what could clearly be depicted as irritation.

"I would love you a hell of a lot more if you slept, Dani."

"I mean it, though! What if I--" The redhead began, yelping as the brunette smacked her with one of the many pillows of their bed. "Cassaaa!"

"Go to bed."

"Not until you answer me."

"Fine. Yes."

Daniela paused for a minute before shaking Cassandra lightly. "Are you being serious or moody?"

The Wolf growled, scooting forward and out of the Vixen's reach; she grumbled softly as she snuggled back into silk and velvet sheets.

Peace came to her for about two seconds.

"Cassa, I'm serious--"

The brunette groaned.

This is exactly why the three keep separate rooms even after all is said and done. Sometimes, you don't want to experience the random thought trails at 3am!

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i wanted to draw something symbolic but turned out i was just horny

orin the red x female!dark urge

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Baldur's Gate III | ▶ dev. Larian Studios

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Right of blood

Orin is very VERY possessive

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the idea of durge romancing minthara is soooo funny actually. like imagine being orin and not only does your cooler older sister come back after you tried to kill her to get her out of the way but she ALSO steals your woman