#Alcina Dimitrescu fluff

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Good Girls Get Rewarded ~Sub!Alcina Dimitrescu xFem Dom!Reader ~Holiday Bingo

Summary— Reader takes Alcina sledding for the first time. Alcina is not impressed by the idea, but the Reader manages to convince her. By the end, turns out Alcina loved it, along with some other things…

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Prompt— Sledding

Warnings: light NSFW, light smut, mainly fluff, kissing, grinding, light implied temperature play, teasing, light taunting, flustering, cold weather, implied future smut, etc.

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Alcina pouted the entire way up the hill. She groaned and dramatized, trying to get you to relent and turn back around to the warmth of the mansion.

“Dragaaaaa, please it is too cold… It’s snowing too much, my love…! This is too dangerous, what if we hit ice, Draga Mea…” Alcina whined.

But you kept encouraging the tall woman to persevere. You knew she was going to love it.

“Just a little more, Mia Amore… You got this.” You cooed.

Alone huffed at your persistence. She grumbled in submission, continuing to follow your lead. You both carried the sled up the snow covered hill, which was a couple paces away from her mansion.

Finally, you made it to the top of the hill, and you positioned the sled there.

“Sit down here, Mia Amore.” You gently told the tall raven haired woman, indicating to the back end of the sled.

She looked at your and cocked a brow. When you didn’t waver, she relented and did as you said. You smiled and squeezed her shoulder in praise.

“Good girl…” you muttered, as you then sat yourself down on the front end of the sled, scorching in in between Alcina’s legs.

You couldn’t see the woman’s blush from your praise, but you knew it was there.

Then before Alcina could protest anymore, you kicked the sled down the hill with the two of you on it. Your lover immediately grabbed a hold of you, her grip tight and unrelenting.

She practically shrieked as the sled began to pick up speed. But as the sled went more smoothly down the hill, her shrieks of terror turned into cries and giggles of fun. Her grip loosened the tiniest bit, and her eyes gleamed against the white background.

The sled was really picking up speed, and you yelped as you hit a little ramp of snow, propelling you, and Alcina, and the sled into the air.

You all flew through the air and then tumbled into the snow, the sled getting thrown further ahead, and Alcina landing right on top of you.

She immediately lifted herself up from on top of you, not wanting to crush you, but you pulled the woman back down, crashing your lips into hers.

Alcina was shocked at first by your sudden advance, but she quickly melted into the kiss. You two kissed in the snowy, freezing environment, the only thing keeping you warm being one another’s bodies.

Alcina pulled you impossibly close, her kissing getting more ravenous and passionate. Before she got to the point of taking you right there in the snow, you pulled away with a smirk.

Your lover pouted and looked at you with her best puppy dog eyes.

“See… I told you that you’d enjoy it…” you teased the woman, rubbing your nose against hers.

“Shut up…” Alcina grumbled, attempting to purchase your lips with her own, but you cleverly weaved your head out of the way.

“Nuh uh… Not until you admit I was right…” you taunted.

You then pushed the woman around and against the ground with all your might, getting on top of her in turn with a greedy little smirk.

You began grinding your hips against her core, making the woman jerk her hands to hold your hips and help your grinding.

“F-fuck Dragaaa…!” Alcina groaned.

But you then stopped and stood up. Alcina began to whimper and cry out in protest again.

“If you keep whining, you won’t get anything. Only good girls get what they want…” you purred warily.

You held out your hand to her. Alcina quickly shut her mouth and took your hand to stand up.

“Come on, let’s go back inside, don’t want my baby freezing to death out here…” you teased lightly.

Alcina nodded and pursed her lips. You went to grab the sled, before taking your lovers hand and walking back toward the mansion.

She wanted to cum, so she was going to be good. For now..

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[alcinaslittlemaid]

My Fandoms at the moment…

This hurt 😭

(MLP is a comfort show for me btw, when the mental health gets too much 😭)

[blood-red-ocean]

Alcina Dimitrescu X Sick (Fem) Reader

As requested by @alcinaslittlemaid! I hope you feel better soon ♥️

(I wrote this on my phone at volunteering so please excuse any typos/formatting/grammatical errors! I'll fix it at home if I need to.)

Genre: Fluff/Comfort

Category: F/F

Relationships: Alcina Dimitrescu/Reader

Word count: Approx. 1000 words.

Summary: You've come down with one hell of a flu, and you find yourself plodding to Alcina's quarters for comfort. Fluffiness and soft Alcina care ensues.

The Lady's bed dwarfed you as you lay in the centre of it, drowning in blankets and your own misery. When you'd awakened that morning, you felt like you'd been used as a chew toy for a Lycan, every muscle and joint in your body aching. You barely remember waking up in your own bed and miserably trodding out of your room and down the halls, blanket wrapped around you as a cape - what you did remember was your surprise when you entered the Lady's chambers, crawled into her bed, and were met with no strict words or resistance, only with an arm draped over you and a surprisingly soft voice. 

"Oh, draga... You truly aren't faring well, are you?" She had said, her voice breaking through the sickness-induced brain fog and prompting you to nuzzle into her embrace. She chuckled softly and you vaguely mentally registered her brushing some of your hair away from your face, tutting as her fingertips brushed your forehead. "You're positively burning up... We can't have you roaming the Castle in this state, now can we?"

You shook your head and coughed a little, wincing as your lungs protested the action. The Lady had tucked the numerous blankets around you as you hid your face your face in her embrace, her fingertips alternating between running through your hair and running up and down your spine. She hummed thoughtfully, murmuring to herself as you slipped in and out of a light doze. 

"Miranda, maybe...?" She paused. "No, Miranda wouldn't work. Donna, perhaps... Draga mea?" She was speaking to you now, and you didn't lift your head, just made a small sound of acknowledgement. "I need to retrieve something. It's of... Vital importance. Be a brave little thing and stay here, yes?"

If you had been more present, you would have noticed the lilt in her voice, and pieces together that she wasn't going to retrieve something for herself. As it was, you were exhausted and your mind was consumed by brain fog, and you could only whimper as she pulled away from you. She shushed you and caressed your cheek, whispering to you. "Do not fret, Iubita mea. I will return before you realise I've left. Be a good girl and stay here, for me."

And stay there is exactly what you did. The blankets covering you were heavy and soothing, the scent of the Lady's perfume making your senses come alight - or at least as well as they could, with your nose blocked. The crackling from the fire in the corner echoed around the room, gently lulling you back to sleep every time you woke up. Your sense of time was shaky in your sick state, and you weren't sure how long it had been since the Lady left the room. Just as you were thinking maybe you should drag yourself from the blankets and back to your own bed, the door swung open and the familiar sound of her heels on the hardwood floor blessed your ears. The sound came closer and there was a shuffling, followed by the bed dipping beside you. You distantly felt her hands patting the pile of blankets on top of you gingerly, and suddenly you felt them slip under you, pulling you from your little cave. 

"Now, now," she murmured in response to your indignant grumbling. "None of that. Come here, draga." 

She pulled you into her lap, where you curled up into her, your hand gripping the collar of her nightgown to keep her there. You closed your eyes and pressed your face into her, but not before you caught a glimpse of what she had brought in with her. Beside the two of you on the bed was a wooden tray, bearing an assortment of pastries, fruits, some honey and two cups of tea. One of them looked like regular herbal tea, and the other seemed to almost shimmer. You made a confused noise in the back of your throat and looked up at her. 

"That, dragostea mea, is a concoction of Donna's own creation." She lifted the cup to her nose and inhaled deeply. The sight of the teacup in her larger than ordinary hands made you smile weakly. "It is a combination of healing herbs, some roots, and some berries for sweetness. Come, draga." She held the cup to your lips and added, "It will make you feel better. You have my word."

You placed your hand over hers and obediently sipped the steaming liquid, blinking in surprise as the mixture of spices and sweet, tart berries exploded on your tongue. You kept drinking, the Lady rubbing your back and murmuring to you in Romanian as you did so. When the teacup was empty she pulled it away and replaced it with a sweet pastry, which you nibbled on thankfully. True to her word, you started to feel better, your mind clearing along with your sinuses. You realised with renewed clarity where you were and you blushed deeply, attempting to sit up. 

"I-- Thank you for looking after me, my Lady. But I--"

"What did I tell you about calling me that, prințesa mea? You can call me by my name. It's okay." 

"Alcina," Using her name felt powerful, intimate. "I really should be returning to my quarters, I should rest--"

"Nonsense." Alcina held you closer to her, her grip around you tighter. She smiled sweetly at you. "You have a raging fever, ursuleț. No, no, I really do think you need to stay here. You need to be properly taken care of." 

You didn't have it in you to argue, or even think about leaving her arms. You closed your eyes and let yourself slump against her, and you felt yourself drifting off again as she ran her fingers through her hair and rocked you, singing a lullaby in soft Romanian - singing you softly to sleep. 

[thewritersaddictions]

Day Twenty: Lady Alcina Dimitrescu + Mind Control/Body Modification

You really can't remember how you managed to get a tongue piercing. When it had happened? Where, or if the lady of the house knew about it.

It had been her daughters. Her beautifully crazy daughter had dragged you out and into the booming town of the village below the large ornate castle.

Bela, Cassandra, and Danelia all just wanted to let loose. The hot, sticky summer days gave ease to their entrapment during the freezing winter months.

They flittered and floated around the town. Bar hopping from one place to another as the day went on the looser we all got. Until we ended up at a tattoo parlor. The four of you had all gotten matching tattoos.

Little bugs that had wings to fly and a little sun to fly towards. How you managed to be the only one laying on your back. Tongue pressed between a pair of cold forceps. A quick sharp pain as the three watched you like hawks.

Just like that, you had a piece of shiny jewelry in your mouth. A ball on each side of your tongue that felt weird at first. They all cheered for you as the four of you walked out with a gleeful attitude.

You played with it in your mouth until you and the sisters arrived back at Castle Dimitrescu.

Days, weeks went by. You were really sure what your relationship with the lady of the house was. She liked you as a pet, but she yearned for you while you were gone. She saw how good you were with her naughty daughters. It was a sticky situation. Your tongue swelling went down, then it just became a part of your everyday life. The feeling of something pressed underneath your tongue, but also above it pressed into the roof of your mouth.

It wasn't until Dimitrescu had a written note sent to your bed chambers. Inside is her beautiful cursive writing, it said. "My dearest, I know that I've been ever so busy with things lately. I feel as if I haven't seen you in ages, so come to my chambers tonight. Kisses Y/n." Dimitrescu letter read.

Even just here words on the paper had your stomach twisting in knots of anticipation, and lust. Your relationship with the lady of the house wasn't conventional by any means. You had at one point been a simple maid, your job title had then been switched to a caregiver for the girls who were madly in love with someone new to play with.

From there things grew. You were once again switched from the girl's personal handmaiden to Lady Dimitrescu's personal handmaiden. Your relationship changed after that your heart burned with passion for her, and so did hers. Once again you were put into an odd place. Dimitrescu didn't want you to ever leave, but she didn't want to keep that title above your head.

You tie your robe around your waist and make your way toward her room. You barely have to knock on her bedroom door. A silky voice travels through the wooden door. "Come in." You push open the door. "Oh Bubba, you came," Alcina murmurs as she sits up on the bed.

A much larger robe wrapped around her. Her hair is out of its tight curls, and she looks warm as coaxes you over to her. "Of course, I came my lady." You said as you walked over to her.

She shook her head, "What have I said about that Bubba?" Alcina asks you. You still to this day had a hard time calling her by her name, Alcina wasn't what you had been taught to call her. My lady slipped out at least once or twice when it was the just two of you.

"I'm sorry my… Alcina." You whisper. Alcina grabs onto your cheeks, cold hands in contrast to your warm, and already blushing face. "Smile for me, Bubba." Alcina loves it whenever you smile. Wild light that explodes from your toothy grin, it goes straight through her and into her heart.

Your face breaks out into a glowing smile as you snuggle into her touch on your cheeks. Alcina just stares at you for what feels like ages. Aclina scans over your brightest features to the lines on your forehead and near your eyes. She drinks you in literally taking you in for everything you can give her from just a little ole' smile.

Then her eyes catch something. A glint, a metallic shine on some sort. Alcina doesn't think about it until the fire's light makes it shine even more. Her face contorts, and yours follows suit. "Y/n?"

Alcina never really says your name, but when she does it means she is serious. You echo her, 'Alcina?" You whisper back to her. "Open your mouth for me, Bubba." She demands of you. Her eyes go wide when you open your mouth and stick out your bedazzled tongue.

"What is this shining in your mouth?" Alcina doesn't sound mad, hell she doesn't even have an emotion on her face. You swallow as Alcina takes her cold hands off your face. "Well…" You start off. Alcina has yet to take her eyes off the rhinestone on your tongue. She watches it move as you tell her the story of the girls wanting tattoos, and how they had bet you to get a tongue piercing.

"You aren't mad are you?" You ask Alcina. Her yellow eyes flash quickly with hurt, and then she's back consoling you. "My sweetness I'd never be mad at you for something like this." Alcina reaches over her thumb grazing over your bottom lip.

You two stay like that for a few moments, before Alcina says what she's been thinking since she caught the glimmer. You see the smirk on her face, and then her words hit your ears. "You know Y/n I've always wondered what it would feel like me on." Your face goes hot with a blush.

Thinking up all the scenarios that Alcina could be talking about. "Do you wanna…" You can't get the words out. "Do I wanna what sweetness?" Alcina is ever so a minx. "I… you…" You bit your bottom lip searching for the words. "I wanna…" You don't even finish your thouhgt before your delved in. Crashing into Alcina lips.

The kiss is searing, in a hot sort of knee buckling way. Alcina wraps here long fingers around the back of your neck, and when you lick her lips for entrance into her mouth she moans. It only pushes you further. Hands burhsing up agasint soft robe fabric. "Take this off me please." Alcina begs you. You never seen, or heard Alcina so desperate for touch.

You follow her request. Stripping her of the robe, throwing it off into the room. She stands there so tall, and so bare. Her skin lights up with goosebumps as you trail your fingers up and down her curves. She moans at your light touches. "Don't tease." Alcina warns. "I'm sorry… I just like touching you is all." You murmurs as you leave a litter of kisses on your way up and down her body.

That's before Alcina picks you up and shifts the both of you towards the soft surface of the bed. She lays you ontop of her. Your own robe gives way, showing off the shorts and tank top you wear to bed.

Kissing up and down Alcina jaw and neck. She hard grips harder when you suck a little bruise on her skin where the shoulder, and neck met. You follow down her collar bone down between the valley of her breasts. Her hands shifts landing in your hair. You suck yet another bruise between her breasts. And when you look up to fancy your work. Alcina is already on the verge of bursting with lust.

You get back to work. Licking up her kiss, kissing the little but best spots for her. Everytime you lick Alcina skin she whines, and moans. "Oh fuck Y/n, you dont… oh hell you don't know" She can't get her words out.

It's not until you shimmy yourself between her large thighs, and are face to face with her dripping cunt. You take a quickl glance up at her. She yellow eyes are blown out with lust, her cheeks are red with a thick layer of blush.

"Don't make me…" You don't let alcina finish when you lick a sticky strip from her leaking hole to her clit leaving it kiss when you come up. Your hands come spreading her apart. Dripping further down onto the fresh linens. You blow cold air onto her cunt. She shivers and moans at the action.

You can't hold back anymore. You care not for rhe breathe you need as you stuff your face into her wet, dripping cunt. Everythng just feels right, and damn the encoramanet that you hear from above you have you wishing you could get some sort of relief out of it as well.

You licks around her swollen clit, and a harh hand come to tug at your hard pulling you. Using you for Alcina own plesure. You are no longer fucking her with your mouth. Rather she's fucking you with her cunt. When you do manage to slip a set of fingers into her cunt she's tight as always. Sucking you in as your pull out and push them right back in. "Oh sweet fuck!" Alcina moans out, her head is thrown back and her eyes are shut tightly as your lick her clit the rinestone tongue peicing hitting it just right.

Two fingers itching just the right spot to make Alcina vision go white with passion. Her cunt squeezes your finger tight as she moans out loudly and cums all over your face. Your face is drenched, down to your tank top.

When you come up from between Alicna thighs she's worn out unable to lift her head and take a look at you. "Alcina, did I make you squirt?" You aks your voice husky and deep. she graons and shake her head a little.

You shift moving up to lay next to the worn out lady of the house. It's silent for only a moments time. "You must know my dear that I haven't felt that good in such a long time." Alcina says as she looks over at you. She looks so content, calm for the first time in a long time. "Thank you my sweetness." Alcina murmurs. "Of course." You get up grabbing your robe, and wiping down your face before getting a wet cloth and cleaning up between Alcina thighs.

when you go to leave her chambers, a small tired voice calls you back. "Stay with me?" Alcina asks you don't dare ignore, or deny her.

Completed on: 08/01/23

Posted on: 10/20/23

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[caitlynmeow]

I always assumed lady Dimitrescu sat at the head of the table because. But look at this she’s sitting right across from her daughters like this is so much closer and she wants to look at all three of them and give them her undivided attention.

I’m sorry but this is the sort of mom who’d sit at the dinner table and have her kids talk none stop about their day with her nodding and giving appropriate remarks of praise and approval like no wonder those girls adore their mother like this she truly loves them and it shows

[alxndryngs]

So I saw your post about taking some RE8 requests. Can I please have our favorite lady, Alcina Dimitrescu walking in to find her maiden crying/upset about being made fun of by the other maids for being chubby? I need the assurance that only a 9'6" woman is capable of.

Absolutely! I'm a chubby gal myself and boy don't we need that 9"6 Lady hahaha

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Aphrodite's Batch of Roses

Alcinas day had gone smoothly so far. For once, her daughters were behaving, the newest wine shipment had just been made that she had spent weeks preparing for, and lunch had been one of her favourite dishes.

The past week had been quite chaotic. Her girls never let her get off her feet and eventually Alcina did have enough. Once they were all sat at the dinner table yesterday, Alcina told them how truly exhausted she was and explained that them misbehaving did not contribute to that in any way.

The girls felt bad at an instant for their behaviour and promised their mother at least one day without them causing trouble.

And that day was today.

With a glass of wine, not Sanguis Virginis, but wine, she made her way to her atelier. She had been feeling quite artistic as of late and with todays silence she decided it would be a good time to start another project.

But what size canvas would she use? Oil or acrylic paint? Which brushes? Hard or soft? What would she even paint? Surely all the naked women paintings were nice to look at, but there were a few too many scattered across the castles walls.

Her peace of mind, however, was destroyed once she entered the sacred room and heard the heartbeat lingering about.

An annoyed scowl settled on her face as she groaned, looking around the room to find the culprit who had entered her atelier.

Every maiden in the castle knew that the atelier was off limits. The only one allowed inside, even if that, was Lady Dimitrescu's former personal maiden who had passed a few years ago. Ever since then its been only her inside the room. Last time she found an intruder inside, she cut off her hands and said.

"So you can not open doors you're not supposed to."

It was a particularly bad day for her at that, but oh well. Whats done is done.

"Show yourself, and I might spare you your hands, you little pest"

She hissed, all the calmness like washed away and replaced by pure annoyance. Her day had started so good! Why ruin it now!

The stutter in the persons heartbeat and voice caused her to nearly drop her glass once she noticed who it was. And once they stepped out, in what state they were in.

"I'm- My Lady I'm so sorry. I will l-eave right away."

She said, choking on her own tears as she began to fix her clothes from sitting on the floor.

Alcina stared at the little woman so hard she thought lasers might shoot out of her own eyes and through the woman's face.

Y/n muttered another stuttered apology while trying to not again burst into tears and make her situation with her lady even worse. Alcinas body turned as the maid passed her and walked to the door, but before she had a chance to leave, Alcinas hand wrapped around the young woman's arm and gently pulled her back.

Alcina cursed herself for not recognising that little heartbeat when she came in. She had listened to it quite a few times whilst she read or worked, finding this particular rhythm to be quite comforting. There was no fear when y/n worked, no worry to do something wrong. She was just focused on her task, and she was confident at that too.

The matriarch found herself reading at the same time you were a couple times. At first she had been worried when your heartbeat began slowing and just to check, she rushed to where she heard it coming from just to find you wrapped and surrounded in a pile of pillows and blankets in the library, so absorbed into the book you were reading that you didn't even hear your Lady come in.

After that, she reminded herself that whenever your heartbeat slowed, you were reading. And whenever it picked up for a few minutes, she couldn't help but quietly chuckle at the fact that you had probably gotten to a good part in the book.

She had gotten fond of you.

"Tell me," She said, placing her glass down on a small table before leaning down to your height. "Why are you crying in my atelier? You know no one is allowed to enter without my permission. And did you ask me if you may enter this room? No, I don't believe you did."

The leather of her glove was cold against your skin, your eyes eventually finding hers after Lady Dimitrescu wiped your tears for you.

"I know, my lady. That's why I'm here.. no one dares to bothers me in here."

You muttered quietly, embarrassed about the fact that this hadn't been your first trip to your lady's atelier.

Alcina felt a longer conversation come on, and she could definitely not bend down this entire time. She ordered for her maiden to sit on the ground, and to y/n's shock, the lady joined her on the floor.

"Why would someone bother you, y/n?"

You didn't hear your name come from your Lady often. But when you did, the sound burned itself into your ears for at least a few days.

Yet you didnt know where to start to answer her question. Sitting in silence, you tried to make up a start in your head. Alcina practically heard the wheels in your head turning as you thought. She sighed, cupping your tiny face in her large hands and making you look up at her properly.

"Y/n. Talk to me, that is an order."

Her voice was a lot firmer now. She originally did it as an attempt to show you that she was serious about this, but when she saw the new bunch of tears well up in your eyes, instant regret washed over her. Her stern expression dropped as she shook her head quickly.

"No no no, don't cry. Just tell me whats wrong, dulce servitoare"

You couldn't help but to start crying, looking up at your lady as she held your face in her hands. Leaning into her touch, she ended up pulling you into her lap and embrace.

Alcina didn't know what came over her in that moment, hugging a maid. But it felt like the right thing to do. She can curse herself for building a liking to you another time, but for now she had to find out what was going on.

Y/n sat in her lap and cried, cried her poor little human heart out on her lady's chest. And Alcina let her. Even caressed her back when she did, patiently waiting for her little maid to begin explaining.

"A few of the other maiden.." She began after a while, sniffling and rubbing her eye. "Well, they make fun of me from time to time and today it just bothered me a lot."

Alcinas head shot down to look at the woman in her arms, rage painted once across her face. Bullying?! In her castle?!

"They bully you?"

You nodded sheepishly, trying your best to just sink into her and disappear.

"Why."

The tone alone let you know it wasn't a question she was asking, you didn't have to look at her face to know that.

For as long as y/n had worked at the castle, which would be three years in a few months, there hadn't been a single case of someone being bullied. And now it was Alcinas new favourite maid?! She couldn't believe what she was hearing, but decided to get all the information she could get first before she went and cut out some tongues.

"Because I'm on.. well, the heavier side let's say. Dresses and gowns don't look too flattering on me my lady, they make fun of it."

Alcinas eyebrows knit together, so tight you could've thought it was a single one.

"They bully you because you weigh more? Because it makes you look different than them?"

Again, you nodded against her chest, able to hear the low growl rumbling in it somewhere as she kept it in.

Bullying because of someones appearance! She couldn't believe it. At once, she stood up with the maiden in her arms bridal style and carried her out of her atelier and down the hallway. No painting for today.

Y/n yelped when they suddenly stood up, holding onto her lady as good as she could.

"You know Y/n," She began, ducking under a few doorways as she walked through the castle. "I think you are the most beautiful maiden in this castle. Your looks are absolutely to die for, sometimes I find myself envying you even."

Your cheeks burned bright red as you laid in her arms. She envied you?

"Mmm, yes. You have a beautiful body and soul, draga. None of them can compare."

She set you down once you both had reached her garden, smiling down at you.

"Do you think Aphrodite looked like them? Thin and scrawny? No. She was a woman. She had strong thighs, belly rolls and maybe even a double chin." She chuckled, her heart making a small flip as she edged out a small chuckle out of you as well.

"You, my dear," She said softly, squatting down to your height and placing her hands on your shoulders. "Are my castles Aphrodite."

Your lip began trembling as tears once again burned in your eyes. No one had ever talked to you this way, and out of all people it was your own lady? You knew she spoke the truth, she hated liars.

Before you knew it, she had kneeled down and pulled you into another hug once again. Her large hand rubbed your back as you nuzzled into her shoulder, inhaling her scent and god she smelled lovely.

"You are absolutely magnificent y/n, don't let them tell you otherwise. I know what it's like. People back in my time, when I was still human, they never liked my looks. Not because I was heavy, no, but because of how I am proportioned. I was called countless names, some made me cry the way you have been crying. But I learned to love and embrace what they didn't like and how to make myself look good."

She pulled away, gently pushing you infront of her to take a good look at you.

"I will call my sister later today and we will get you some dresses that you feel comfortable in. Hm? How does that sound?"

She smiled, and so did you. Smiling from one ear to the other in fact. You quickly nodded at her words.

"It sounds fantastic, my lady."

Alcina pointed to a batch of black roses.

"Do you see that one rose that looks different than the others? It has more of a purplish hue.. the petals are bigger, more voluminous.." She drifted off, her eyes finding yours again as you nodded once more.

"Sometimes looking different and being bigger isn't a bad thing, draga mea. That rose is my favourite in the whole batch."

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Word count: 1,850

[marilynthornhilllover]

soft!dom Alci? Maybe reader is having a bad day and Alcina comforts her and makes her feel better?

Kitchen burns

Soft!dom Alcina dimitrescu x fem! Reader

Warning: fluff

Alcina went on a little outing for the day and when she came back you wanted to have a special dinner ready for her to enjoy. But no matter what you cooked it never turned out great. It either burned, didn't taste good or wasn't cooked properly. You tried to do her favorite food, steak but that didn't work either. You overcooked it and it was hard to bite. You had cooked over 7 different meals and every one of them turned out terrible. You placed the plates in the sink and sat on the ground.

You looked up at the clock and saw that it was almost time for alcina to be home and you didnt have dinner ready. You pulled your knees against your chest and rested your head on them crying. You felt like a failure. Like you couldn't do anything right. And on top of it all the kitchen smells horrible. All the burned food was misking in the air. You heard alcina opening and closing the front door and you began to sob more.

Alcina placed her keys into the bowl at the front door and began to take off her heels. She scrunched up her nose at the smell of smoke that was filling the air of the house. She quickly dropped her bag and started pacing around the house looking for you. She was worried, she wanted to know you were ok. She needed to know your ok.

" y/n, honey you ok?" She called out walking up the stairs before she hear a quiet sob. Her heart broke at the sound and quickly rushed over to the kitchen. She wanted to be with you and comfort you through what ever it is was bothering you. What ever it was that was hurting you.

She entered the kitchen but she didn't see you. She stood still and listened to your heartbeat and she sighed. She walked around the island in the kitchen and saw you there. Her heart broke more at the sight of you. If you hurt she has to feel the pain too. Your pain is her pain. She kneeled down infront of you and gently placed her hands on your knees, caressing them softly.

" draga, what's wrong my love" she asked, her voice soft and calming. She needed to know what your pain was, she needed to fix it. Seeing you like this broke her inside.

You slowly lifted your head sniffing as you met her gaze. She had a look of worry and sympathy in her eyes, her brows were furrowed in confusion and her lips were pursed. You let your head fall back against the wall as you broke down crying. Alcina could hear her heart shatter at the sound of your crys, how you fought every breath as you cried. She whinched at the sight of you. She pulled you into her arms hugging you tightly.

" tell me who hurt you draga mea and I swear I'll go find them now and make them pay" she whispered coldly, you pulled her closer as you rested your head into her neck. She looked down at you and saw the tears on your cheeks and more forming in your eyes. She saw you bitting your nails and she quickly pulled your hand from your mouth. You pouted as more tears fell, her movements abit harsh adding to your situation.

" Oh I'm sorry draga, don't cry.... please talk to me, draga mea, please my love your breaking my heart" she cooed lifting your chin for you to look at her.

" I tried to make you dinner, 9 different dishes and none of them turned out good, I feel like a failure, I'm sorry" you cried more tears falling as you clinged closer to her body.

Alcina sighed as she picked you up and placed you onto the counter, settling in between your thighs. She wiped away the dried tears from your cheeks and kissed your nose. She glanced over at the sink to see all the burned food and plates. She returned her attention to you.

" your not a failure my love, if anyone's a failure it's me ok. Your my one and only. I'm sorry about the food, I could see you really tried and I appreciate it ok? Don't blame yourself for things like that" she spoke softly smiling at you. You smiled at her smile. It was warm and comforting. She made you feel safe and loved.

" thank you alci, and your not a failure your my knight in shinning armor" you spoke smiling, alcina chuckled rolling her eyes.

" more like knight with shinning black claws" she grumbled, looking down. You pouted lifting her chin to meet your gaze.

" hey.... that works too" you whispered chuckling softly, she pursed her lips in a soft smile. She leaned in and kissed you slow and softly. Taking away all of your pain onto her soul and heart. She always made you feel better. You smiled into the kiss before pulling away. She cupped your face and looked at you deeply. You chuckled.

" what?" You asked licking your lips tasting her cherry lip gloss. She smirked before leaning in again.

This time the kiss was more passionate and sloppy. A fight of dominance from the both of you but obviously she won. You moaned into the kiss her fingers traced into between your thighs, carssessing the flesh. You both pulled away trying to catch your breaths.

" Come I'll teach you to make ćovérrigì" she spoke cleaning her lip gloss stains from your mouth and wiping off her smudged ones from her lips.

" what was that?" You asked not hearing what is it she said exactly because of her Romanian accent when pronouncing the name of the food. She turned around and smiled at you.

" it's a bread filled with pretzels and bacon cover in poppy seeds and chocolate syrup, it's something like kürtöskalács" she spoke chilly smirking at how you couldn't comprehend what she says in her Romanian accent, honestly she finds it adorable. She signaled you to come forward and she places you infront of her and hugs you around your mid section from behind as she takes the bread out of the bag. She smiles as she places her chin on top of your head, your shampoo calming her and filling her senses.

" Te iubesc atât de mult dragostea mea" she whispered kissing the back of your head.

" I have no idea what that means but ok" you said, she chuckled softly before turning you around to face her.

" it means I love you so much my love" she spoke softly.

" Well I love you more" you spoke hugging her. It's crazy how she can turn your bad days into good ones in an instant. You love her and she she loves you and will always love you.

[zyrineasworld]

*Alcina and Y/N arguing*

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

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

Alcina: *blush immensely*

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

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

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

[fr3sh-tragedies]

Shielded

[Resident Evil: Village] Dimitrescu Sisters x Fem! Reader | Bela Dimitrescu x Female Reader, Cassandra Dimitrescu x Female Reader, Daniela Dimitrescu x Female Reader

Word Count: 2.5k

Proofread: Yes

Content Warnings: A short fight, near-death experiences, blunt death of a major character (from the series), blood

[A/N]: This is part one of my short stories for the Dimi sisters. I'll have one for each sister individually once I can set up an outline.

Here are the continuations:

Bela Cassandra Daniela

Enjoy!

Alcina Dimitrescu’s daughters were known by those in the Village to be rather sadistic. They enjoyed torturing their victims for days, often verging on weeks, because they found the terror on their faces amusing. They never seemed to struggle in a fight, no matter how much bigger their opponent was. Even individually they were too powerful. That is–so long as they aren’t weakened first. The one downside to the experiments they had been under, performed by Mother Miranda herself, was that they couldn’t withstand any temperature “below 50 degrees Fahrenheit,” according to the Empress herself. It prevented them from being able to shift into a swarm of flies, meaning it was much harder to retreat to safety.

Ethan Winters had figured this out rather quickly. He found a small book with descriptions and photos of the experiments as they were taking place. Because of how quickly he was dashing throughout the castle in search of his daughter, Rose, all three of the Dimitrescu sisters decided it would be best to corner him so he wouldn’t be able to run anymore.

In a spare room upstairs, they managed to surround him, taunting him relentlessly as he shot at them in vain. They laughed, shoving him to the ground. The eldest daughter, Bela, stood over him, raising her sickle high above her with the intent to drive it directly into his throat with an overly-brutal force. He continued to shoot at her. She cackled darkly. “Silly man-thing. It seems you just don’t learn things quick enough. Your bullets cannot harm anyone in here.” Her sisters laughed at him with her, but before she could jab his jugular the way she had been desperate to for hours now, her attention was immediately drawn to the sound of glass shattering behind her. She whipped around to find the nearest window blown open. She gasped, turning back to Ethan and watching as smoke trailed out from the barrel of his handgun. A loud growl erupted from her throat. “You stupid man! Do you have any idea as to what you’ve just done?”

Cassandra and Daniela both ducked behind objects in the room for cover from the harsh wind now pouring into the room. Bela slashed at Ethan’s face, but she only managed to gash his arms as he blocked. He quickly kicked her hard in the leg, scrambling back onto his feet as she collapsed to the ground. She could already feel her body crystalizing, causing her movements to slow drastically. Ethan shot at her repeatedly to force her to stay in the wind. Cassandra then lunged forward from his right and swung her blade at him–though he quickly dodged and threw her down towards Bela. She cried out in pain as the icy gust began freezing her body thoroughly as well.

“You damned bastard!” Daniela shouted. She ran towards Ethan recklessly, and he countered her attack by using the grip of his gun to strike her sickle away from himself, grabbing her by the arm and twirling her around far enough to hurl her in the same spot of her older sisters. Bela managed to catch her weakly, though there was still a thud that was loud enough to cover the sound of the door opening behind Ethan.

“Enough of these games! Where’s Rose?” He aimed his pistol towards the trembling trio now practically frozen on the ground. Bela instinctively pulled her sisters into her chest, trying desperately to shield them from everything around them. “Answer me! Where the hell is my daughter?” Bela huffed as she shivered, glaring up at him through her eyelashes. Her gaze flickered behind him, a look of terror growing across her features. A loud cry rang out as a woman jumped onto Ethan and tackled him to the ground. All three of the girls recognized her–the maid they had grown so fond of. Daniela tried to crawl forward, but her eldest sister held her back. “[Y/N], no! You’ll get yourself killed!”

“How dare you lay your filthy hands on them?” She wrestled against him to keep him pinned, grasping at his gun. He writhed beneath her and finally managed to shove her off of him. Before he had the chance to aim at her, however, she was already back up and running towards him. She kicked his hand as hard as she could, sending the gun flying towards the wall. Ethan glared up at her, and they both scrambled towards it. Just before he could grab hold of the barrel, a hand stomped down onto his wrist, causing him to let out a cry of pain.

[Y/N] was quick to pick up the pistol and aim it towards Ethan’s head, not hesitating as she pulled the trigger and sent a bullet through the back of his skull.

Moments passed as she panted heavily for breath, studying Ethan’s limp body in search of any signs of life. At length, her gaze shot over to the three women on the floor a few feet away. She discarded the gun, not caring where it ended up, and ran towards them to help them stand. “Come on, let’s get you three somewhere warmer.” She managed to lead them into the hallway, supporting Bela–who was struggling to prop her younger siblings up against her shoulders. “[Y/N],” she voiced softly. “There should be a fireplace two rooms down. I’m not sure if there’s any driftwood though.”

[Y/N] nodded and steadied them before walking them into the room. She sat them down a few feet in front of the hearth, glanced around the room in a panicked manner, and growled when she didn’t spot any wood. She ran to the next room, returning shortly to bundle all three of the women up with multiple blankets she had found. Not too long after, there were pillows that supported their weight as they relaxed into the small amount of warmth. “I’ll be right back,” [Y/N] assured, kneeling in front of them. “W-Where are you going?” “I need to go get the driftwood from downstairs. I’ll be back soon. I promise.”

They didn’t have any time to respond, only being able to watch as she ran past them and left the room. It felt like hours had passed before she finally made it back. She tossed the wood into the fireplace and lit a match, flicking it into the pile and watching as a small flame slowly came to life. “Okay, hopefully the fire will grow in a moment. Is there anything else I can do to help you three heal?”

All three of them shared a look and a few reluctant nods. Cassandra turned to [Y/N]. “I-It won’t help us warm up, but…drinking someone’s blood would help us regain a bit of our strength.” [Y/N] stood there for a moment, surprised. She nodded and looked around. “You could use my sickle, but it’s in the other room,” Bela offered. The maid nodded and dashed out of the room once more. She returned briefly with the blonde’s weapon.

Sitting in front of the trio, [Y/N] brought the sharpest edge of the blade to her palm. She sucked in a sharp breath before digging it into her skin and dragging out a jagged line of blood. The scent of blood heightened all three Dimitrescu sisters’ senses. Their pupils expanded and they forced themselves to sit up. They took turns drinking small amounts, going from youngest to oldest. Daniela went first, then Cassandra. When it was Bela’s turn, there was hardly any blood left, visibly upsetting her.

[Y/N] sighed softly. “Don’t worry. I can always lose a bit more,” she whispered. She sliced another line on the same palm with a small hiss of pain and lifted it towards the blonde’s lips. Bela latched on immediately, grabbing ahold of the girl’s hand and pulling it closer. Moments later, when she was finished drinking, she sighed and leaned back into the pillows to rest. “Thank you,” she mumbled. “Of course.” [Y/N] stood, shakily placed the sickle on a table nearby, and went to the cabinet adjacent to the door, thankful to find a small roll of bandages. She treated her fresh, self-inflicted wounds quickly before walking to sit beside the fireplace so she could keep an eye on the three.

She sighed heavily, the adrenaline from the fight finally wearing off and causing great fatigue throughout her body. She closed her eyes. They snapped open, however, when she heard the girls whining and shuffling under the blankets. “What’s wrong?” Cassandra groaned. “It’s so cold,” she replied. [Y/N] turned to examine the size of the fire, finding that it was still rather small. “I’m not sure what I can do to help you warm up faster. I’ve grabbed almost every blanket I could find.” Daniela tried to sit up, but could only manage to partially prop herself up with her elbow. “We could really use your body heat. Why don’t you let us huddle against you?” Bela and Cassandra nodded in agreement, letting out small “yeah’s.”

Flustered, [Y/N] cleared her throat. “I’m not sure,” she voiced, “I think you three might need to warm up by the fire instead. It’ll provide more warmth than I ever could.” Bela shook her head and motioned for her to join them. “We’ll take any source of heat we can get. We’re so cold, [Y/N]. Please just let us do this.” [Y/N] sighed. She stood and weakly sauntered over to the pile of pillows and blankets, sheepishly crawling under the multiple layers and planting herself in between Bela and Cassandra. With a groan, Daniela forced herself to shift over far enough to lie on top of the [h/c] girl while her older sisters each leaned against her opposite shoulders.

Collectively, all three sisters sighed in relief at the sudden comfort the softness and warmth brought them. They pulled the blankets tighter around themselves and nuzzled as far into [Y/N]’s body as they could. “Thank you for…you know. Saving us,” Bela murmured. Her sisters hummed in agreement, both too exhausted to be vocal about their gratitude.

“Of course,” [Y/N] reassured softly. “You three mean the world to me. I could never just stand to the side and let something bad happen to any of you.” They all shared a smile. “And, of course, if I hadn’t stepped in, your mother would’ve had my head,” she added in a joking manner. “We wouldn’t have let that happen to you,” Daniela whispered almost inaudibly, chuckling. “But you wouldn’t have been here to protect me.” “Ah, we would’ve found a way. Believe us.”

They laughed softly, enjoying the silence that fell upon the room afterwards.

“What’re we going to do with the body?” [Y/N] asked. “Eat him,” Daniela said as though it were obvious. “You want to eat the body of a man who nearly ruined everything?” “Oh, definitely,” Cassandra muttered, smirking when [Y/N] giggled.

Loud, hurried footsteps reverberated down the hall, growing louder within mere seconds. The door of the room flew open, striking the cabinet beside it with a loud crack, and a familiar voice called out. “Girls?” Alcina asked anxiously. She quickly walked to stand in front of the group, sighing when she saw everyone breathing. She knelt down and placed a hand on Bela’s shoulder. “Oh, my poor dears, are you alright? One of the maids informed me of what happened.” The blonde’s eyes fluttered open and flickered over to her mother. “We’re alright, mother. He’s dead.” “Yeah,” Daniela added, prompting her mother to turn her attention to her. “[Y/N] protected us and brought us in here so we could warm up.”

Alcina’s head tilted. “Warm up?” A look of pure fury crossed her features. “You mean to tell me that repulsive, pathetic excuse of a man forced you into the cold? Oh, [Y/N], you should’ve let me handle things. I would have sliced him to ribbons the way he deserved.” “I apologize, my Lady, I just wanted to ensure he didn’t hurt them again. There was a bit of a struggle, so I sort of…ended things as quickly as I could.” The matriarch of the castle sighed and smiled. “It’s alright, my dear. You kept my daughters safe. I’ll forever be grateful for that.” They shared a look of understanding before Alcina stood. “Now, where did the poor man-thing meet his well-deserved demise?” “Two rooms over.”

“Perfect. Dinner will be very satisfying.” With that, she left the room and headed to the place of the attack. The sound of the door opening followed by something heavy being dragged all the way downstairs informed the women that their mother had the other maids prepping for dinner.

[Y/N] closed her eyes, letting herself relax and focus on her senses. She opened her eyes to look down and study the fatigued, lounged body language and expressions of the girls. She could smell the ash of the burning driftwood and feel the heat it provided. Beneath all of the covers, she could feel where each hand rested against her skin, each shaky breath taken by the girls who clung to her for warmth. Daniela had both arms tucked underneath [Y/N]’s body to ground herself steady as she rested on top of her torso, Cassandra’s were wrapped weakly around her shoulders, and Bela had one buried underneath her and the other resting on her chest.

[Y/N] could hear everyone’s breathing and the crackle of the fire. For a group that had just been attacked mere moments ago, all four women seemed to be at ease. In an attempt to further soothe them, [Y/N] brought her hands up to rub Bela and Cassandra’s lower arms. Their slightly tensed muscles softened in relief. She hugged them closely.

“I promise you–all three of you–that as long as I’m here, I will never let anything bad happen to you.”

There was no response, but she knew that they had heard her. She sighed. Her head fell back to lean against the pillows. The plush surface provided a softness that helped her body still, her eyelids drooping from fatigue. A soft rustling and the feeling of a weight being lifted from her chest, however, prompted her to look down. She found the youngest of the daughters gazing up at her. “Is something wrong?” She whispered softly at Daniela, who shook her head.

“No, not at all. I just wanted to ask you something,” she responded just as quietly. “Hm?” “Could we possibly come to you more often? I hadn’t realized just how much warmth you can provide. It’s really cozy.” [Y/N] was far too exhausted to blush or be modest. Instead, she simply smiled with a barely-noticeable nod. “Of course.” Daniela smiled back at her and returned to resting her head against the girl’s chest. Her mind settled once she could hear [Y/N]’s heartbeat.

Flames crackling and soft snores took the place of the silence in the room. [Y/N] swore in her heart she would never let them get hurt again, no matter what it took. She squeezed the women closer to herself and shut her eyes, whispering a soft reassurance more to herself than the others as she finally let herself drift into a much-needed slumber. “Everything will be okay.”

[nclgsticore]

Desperate

Alcina x Maiden!Reader

𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Here is the next part: Part 2 , Part 3

Summary: You heard Alcina coming back from a short trip to Mother Miranda's place, and you give her a little 'visit' to her room that evening

Warning: slight NSFW, MINORS DNI, kissing, breast-play, Maiden!Reader, very fluffed-themed/ comfort but leads to a smutty ass sex (later in Part 2)

Alcina is sitting on her bed as you knocked on the door, allowing yourself in after Alcina gave you her permission.

"My dear Y/n, to what do I owe this visit?" She crooned, putting down the book she seemed very interested in to the side of the table, next her glasses on the closed book

"Hello there my Lady, I'm sorry for interrupting your evening." You politely arrange your words.

"Do not worry, dearest love. Your visit is always welcome." Alcina turned from her side, her voice still held a soft, sweet tone. She rose from her bed and approached you, her long fingers trailing across your cheek, as she closes the door behind you.

"How are you feeling today, my lady? I saw you coming back from Mother Miranda's today..."

"Exhausted, I'm afraid." Alcina took your head into her hands as she led you over to her bed, resting you gently upon the mattress.

"I need you here by my side. You comfort me, my pet."

Alcina's head tilted over towards you as she let out a quiet sigh.

"You're the most precious part of my day."

Her fingers grazed softly over your cheek.

"You would love me to stay, hmm? Have you eaten anything yet today?" You ask as your hand grazes softly against her stomach, giving her a concerned look.

"I have not eaten anything, yet." Alcina purred, her voice dropping into a more seductive tone.

"I have been waiting for you... My love."

She gave you a tender kiss on your cheek, her breath hot against your skin.

"What do you want to taste now, my dearest Lady?"

"You, my pet... I would taste you."

Alcina pressed her lips against yours, her arms pulling you close against her.

"I crave you. My thirst cannot be quenched, by mere food alone."

Her voice dropped to a whisper as your lips locked together.

"I want you.... my heart... it belongs to only you."

"Mmm hmm yes desperate are we this evening?"

Your hands gently hold Alcina's arm, taking her lips into yours, intoxicated. You opened your mouth before feeling her tongue swiping across yours, ravishing all you have.

"Mmm..."

Alcina moaned as your lips locked together. She was a hungry woman, and her lust was not something easy to satisfy.

"You taste divine." Her fangs pierced through your lower lip as she bit down, holding you still as she drank.

"Mmm" Alcina let out another guttural purr, her mouth locked firmly upon yours. She tasted your blood, craving every drop as sweat formed along her brow.

"I want more... you're so delicious." She pulled back for but a moment, gazing deep into your eyes.

"Go on my love, show me what you want to do, I'm all yours"

"Mmm, I want that..."

Alcina placed her hands against your waist, and pulled you further up her body, until you were sat upon her lap.

"Kiss me again, my pet... and more."

Her fingers ran through your hair as she kissed you deeply, her fangs digging into your upper lip before she pulled back once more.

"That felt wonderful, did it not? Now... I want more."

"O-Oh yes, that felt- Mmmhh! Wonderful-"

Alcina leaned forward and pressed her lips against your neck, her fangs digging in as she drank greedily. Your blood seemed to be a sweet treat, and she was hungry for every drop.

Her free hand rubbed your back.

"You taste delicious, my pet. Such a sweet treat."

Her voice dripped with sensuality and seductive undertones.

Your hips slowly grind on her thigh, feeling her tensing her thigh innocently, making you gasp lightly and seeing her lips curves into a smirk.

"You're indeed a naughty woman too, aren't you, my love..."

"Mmm..."

Alcina purred, your hips grinding against her thigh causing her to moan softly. She leaned her head back against your chest as she continued to drink from your neck.

"If I am naughty, I am naughty... for you alone. I crave nothing more than to please you, my beloved pet."

She looked up at you, her lips dripping with your blood as she panted, her eyes locking deep into yours.

"Please, show your love to me so I can show your mine towards yours.."

"Mmm, my sweet pet."

Alcina slowly lowered you to the bed, so that you were lying beside her with your head in her lap. She continued to feast upon your neck, her fingers still trailing along your back as she drank.

Once she had satisfied her thirst, her fingers slowly pulled at your shirt buttons, the material slipping off of your body with ease.

"I shall show you just how much I love you, my pet." She moaned, her nails scratching against your chest.

"O-Oh love, just like that... Go on. Fuck, you're making me feel hot..."

"Mmm..."

She continued to scratch at your chest, her nails teasing along your skin as she leaned forward. Your body was warm to the touch, and her lips grazed along your collarbone before they locked firmly against yours.

Alcina's hands reached lower, slipping under your shirt and cupping your breasts as she groaned softly. Your touch seemed to drive her wild

"L-Love... Give me more, please... You're torturing me"

Your hands gently cup her face, kissing every inch of her face, leaving red stains of the lipstick you have worn today on her beautiful skin. Your eyes met as she starts to grope your breasts with a gentle touch, causing you to let out a strangled moan, trying not to give her what she wanted in a return.

Alcina smiled as your fingers roamed across her face, leaving a trail of lipstick stains. She licked away the color, savoring the taste of it.

She let out a low purr as her hands trailed lower down your body, gently gripping your breast and beginning to play with it. Alcina had all the time in the world to tease you, to tease you until the very last second.

"My love, if it is what you want... I shall give it to you." She said seductively.

"Touch me however you wanted, Alcina. I'm all yours, hopefully, you're willing to be mine, hmm?"

"Oh, pet... I'm absolutely all yours. How lucky am I to have you in my life my love?"

hehe- I'll continue later in part 2! wait for it okay? dont kill me

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Take Me Back to Shore ~Broken!Wifey!Larissa Weems xComforting!Wifey!Alcina Dimitrescu(AlrissaAU)

Summary— AU where Larissa and Alcina are wives, in a long distance relationship where Larissa works to run Nevermore in Vermont and Alcina runs Castle Dimitrescu in Eastern Europe. They see each other as much as possible, but the distance starts to really take a toll on Larissa… Luckily, Alcina is there to comfort her wife.

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Warnings: little angst, happy ending fluff, implied panic attack, anxiety, self-conscious, insecurity, crying, burn out, long distance relationships, comforting, loving wives, happy ending, etc.

Enjoy (;

Larissa sighed deeply as her bright screen strained her eyes to the point of incompetence. With a groan she shut her laptop, looking out her office window, she realized how late it was. The woman felt a pang of guilt as she pulled out her phone and hit the first contact on the screen. The phone dialed. The blonde hadn’t talked to her wife all week and it was Friday.

She had just been so busy, this time of year her workload tripled, the end of the school year coming near, or at least it felt like it. Running a school was not a feat for the weak. Plus, Larissa didn’t want to bug her partner too much, she knew that Alcina led a life of her own, and had her own responsibilities as well. The woman was pulled out of her thoughts by a familiar voice on speaker.

“My love?”

“Darling, Hello…!”

She heard Alcina expel a sigh across the phone.

“It is lovely to hear your voice, Draga Mea. I’ve had the longest day. How was your week?”

Larissa couldn’t help but wonder if she had interrupted the woman while doing something if she was so busy. Her mind nagged her, wondering if Alcina had even thought about her, missed her this past week. The two women only saw each other on the weekends or on breaks, due to the nature of their jobs.

The two of them had met each other while vacationing in Geneva. They had immediately hit it off, spending all of their time together by the end of the week. When the heavenly vacation eventually came to an end, Larissa and Alcina had to part ways, each going back home. But they vowed to keep in contact. Over the years, they chatted over the phone and would visit one another as much as they could. Five years later, they were married. But this long distance was starting to chip away at Larissa. Larissa groaned.

“Long. What about yours? I do hope I’m not interrupting anything…” The blonde breathed out.

“Oh Draga, I am sorry. And nonsense, you never interrupt. I am sure my day was nothing compared to yours. How close are you to being done? Will you be coming home tonight?” Alcina insisted.

That wasn’t true, Larissa interrupted all the time. She had called Alcina five times last week, that’s why she hadn’t called once before today this week. She felt like a burden. Alcina kept such a busy life, running her castle and village, Larissa never wanted to interfere with that. She felt that every call or text she made was a price to pay, a toll taken on her soul. Nevertheless, Alcina insisted that Larissa was a priority. It hadn’t always felt this way. Maybe it had just been a long week…

Spending extended time away from the love of her life never did Larissa any good. It was easy for the blonde to get inside her head and let her thoughts spiral her into a slippery slope of depression and anxiety. Larissa dragged her mind from the depths of the sea back to the shore, back to Alcina. She let out a pitiful sigh.

“Not done, no. Not even close… There is simply too much to do. Might have to stay the weekend to get it all done…” The blonde mumbled, bringing her hands to cover her face in shame of the words coming out of her mouth

“Oh ‘Rissa Mea… Please come home. Work from here if you must. You’ve been all on your own for so long, I can hear it in your voice.” Her raven haired wife cooed lovingly.

Larissa squeezed her head. She felt so conflicted, so overwhelmed. Should she go home? She had heard her wife’s plea for her to return, and part of her believed it. But another part of her mind was screaming at her that she didn’t deserve it, that Alcina was saying these things out of pity. Alcina didn’t want her. She could only stand to spend as little time with her as possible. She was a mere impediment, a nuisance in her wife’s life.

Larissa suddenly smacked herself in the head. She had to get these thoughts out, she couldn’t think properly. It was too overwhelming. She cringed to herself, gnawing at her teeth as she curled into a ball in her chair at her desk in her office. Alone, as always. She had remained quiet for too long. She had given herself away and now it was Alcina’s problem to deal with.

“ ‘Rissa? Draga? My love, please talk to me.” Alcina pleaded, concern and care lacing her entire tone of voice.

Larissa couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t think. I’m not wanted. I’m worthless. I’m useless. No one wants me. Her mind broadcasted those phrases over and over again, on a merciless loop. She was hyperventilating, shaking in her chair. Tears began to stream down her face. Her nails clawed at her skin, just wanting to feel something, anything rather than the pain radiating throughout her entire being. She was going to drown, she was being dragged back to the depths of the sea. But Alcina was her anchor.

“Take deep breaths for me, Draga Mea. Deep breaths. Find some peppermint and some water. Let us talk through it.” Alcina calmly instructed her wife.

Larissa nodded shakily, slowly untangling herself and doing as she was told. Once she popped a peppermint in her mouth, had a few sips of water, and did some deep breathing with Alcina, she sat back down with some sniffles. Alcina then proceeded to talk Larissa through it, debunking all of the blonde’s anxious thoughts with loving ease, until the blonde was calm and reassured that she was indeed loved, wanted, and worthy.

“I… I’m sorry” the blonde stammered after a period of silence.

“Nonsense, my love. Now, please come home. This week has obviously affected you more than you know or care to admit, and you have no one to take care of you over there. Come home and be with me.”

Larissa nodded and stifled a little, as a little tear of love escaped her right eye.

“I will, Alci, I promise. Thank you, I love you so much” the blonde breathed out.

“I love you too, Draga Mea. See you soon.” her raven haired wife hummed

All Larissa had to do was reach out; Alcina would always be there for her.

~~~

Alcina Dimitrescu Masterlist

Larissa Weems Masterlist

[alcinaslittlemaid]

⚠️SLIGHT VENT⚠️

🏳️‍🌈

🍷

Trying not to vent but I’ll put a warning!

It’s not even about the sex anymore I just need to be cuddled by her 😭

Snuggled into her chest

[filthyslashertoad]

Maybe one with the tall females like Alcina, the Huntress and a few other tall girls lifting their smaller SO up to kiss them and hug them? For Huntress can it involve her lifting them up by their belt?

Sorry, it's been a while, but here it is!

Lady Slashers Lifting Up Their Small S/O

Lady Dimitrescu

Calls for you from her room

When you arrive she smiles and asks you why you took so long, smiling at you as she admires your features.

As you try to respond to her question she suddenly picks you up by your waist, making you squeal.

Her lips pepper kisses all over your face as she pulls you closer to her, whispering how cute you look when you're flustered.

The Huntress

Is waiting for you to come home.

When you walk through the door she practically pounces, wrapping her body around you as much as possible, but when you try to kiss her lips, you can't reach her face.

This gives her the idea to pick you up so that you can kiss her.

Her hands gently pull against your belt, dragging you to her as she lifts you up.

The Plague

Sees you trying to climb a shelf to grab something.

She was going to let you be until she sees your grip start to slip, in less than a second she was there, wrapping her arms around you to keep you stable.

She smiles at your flustered face before giving you a kiss and to be more careful next time.

[rosalynesimp]

Thunderstorm night.

Alcina Dimitrescu x Y/N.

Notes: no TWs this time, just some cute fluff with Alcina x Y/N :)

Rain drops hit rhythmically against the window. You can hear distant thunder while lightnings flashed, illuminating the room. The room is dimly lit with few candles that stay on bookshelves nearby the vanity.

Alcina sits at her vanity, writing something down into her diary. It’s her habit by now to summarize the day like that. She sits quietly, puffing on her cigarette that she smokes without a cigarette holder, holding the cigarette between her slender pale fingers. Alcina smiles slightly, and closes her eyes for a second, taking a second to relax and stretch her neck.

“Mother!”

“Shhh!”

She hisses at Bela and frowns, wrapping her arms around you while you sit on her lap with your legs around her waist. You fell asleep like this, using one of her breasts as a pillow not so long ago. Alcina decided to let you stay.

She looks down at you, placing her hand on your head as she looks up at her daughter. She slightly tilts her head, nonverbally asking her daughter what’s happening. Bela turns into a swarm for a second, flying closer to her Mother. She bends down to her, whispering into her ear.

“Cassandra and Daniele got into a fight again… But they might be okay by now I guess.”

She says as quiet as she can and Alcina rolls her eyes back into her head, rubbing the bridge of her nose. Her daughters always wrangle with each other mostly because of age differences. But all of them still act like silly teenagers.

Alcina sighs, becoming irritated. She waves her hand, gesturing Bela to leave as soon as possible. Bela nods silently, turning into a swarm and leaving Alcina with you all alone again. She lights up another cigarette, exhaling the smoke into the ceiling as she presses you closer to her body.

“Alcina?”

She hears you mumble and takes another puff of cigarette as she looks down at you, smiling slightly.

“Yes, Draga?”

“I… I’m sorry for-“

“It’s alright. You can stay like this for a little longer.”

She coos in a sweet soft tone, leaning down to give your forehead a kiss as you blush and quickly cup Alcina’s face, making her lean closer to you. She smiles, not breaking the eye contact with you as she makes herself sit more comfortable.

“What’s wrong, Y/N?”

She purrs against your lips, not moving any closer as she smiles. You let out a quiet sigh before leaning forward, leaving a soft kiss on the corner of Alcina’s lips. She smirks at your cute actions, slightly turning her head and crashing your lips with hers.

Alcina, herself, is a very confident, self-sufficient woman that never allowed anyone to stay in her chamber for longer then one night. Mostly because she used to kill every other maid that tried to seduce her. She’s indeed a flirty person but it is simply her manner of speech.

Lady Dimitrescu never let anyone stay in her chamber… Until now. She fell in love with you as soon as she saw you in the doorway. Tiny, cold little mouse, as she used to call you, stood right before her. Lady Dimitrescu got a habit to watch you carefully every day form far, knowing she can’t be caught. Of course, her three daughters noticed the way their Mother stared at you. They always knew it. One day they pushed their Mother in the library that you were cleaning by that time and made Alcina talk to you first.

She had to have a serious conversation with her daughters about it later.

It turned out pretty well. She relaxed by your side, letting herself to open up a bit. You both stayed like that in the library for the night, reading and discussing some books and simply talking to each other. Lady Dimitrescu asked you about yourself and barely spoke herself. After some time Alcina brought and gave you her favorite wine that was strong enough to knock you out in few hours which made Alcina laugh. That was the first time she carried you bridal style to her chambers and let you sleep there.

Now, Alcina sits with you on her lap, kisses you softly, showing you all her love and affection by that small action. She keeps you close and steady by your lower back, looking directly into your eyes as she slightly pulls away from you.

“Would you like some cuddles, Alcina?”

You ask tiredly, yawning as you press your head against Alcina’s breast again. She smirks and slowly gets up, walking toward the bed with you sitting on her arm. Alcina gently places you down on her soft bed, carefully crawling to you. She lays down on her side, placing her arm under her head as she closely watches you through her long mascaraed lashes. You smile, looking into her golden eyes, getting completely lost in them. You admire her beauty. Every wrinkle, every scratch on her porcelain skin seem perfect to you. Alcina smiles warmly at you, leans closer again to kiss you softly on the tip of your nose before pulling you closer to her by your waist. She wraps her arm around you, keeping you warm and safe by her side. You immediately close your heavy eyes, burring your face into the crook of her neck. She smiles again, kissing the top of your head.

“Sleep well, Draga…”

She whispers.

“You too, love…”

[shslbunnylover]

★★★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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If you enjoyed reading this, don't forget to like, reblog and comment! Thank you and you are loved <3

-Akira

[thewritersaddictions]

Day Seventeen: Alcina Dimitrescu + A Chirstmas Story

With thanksgiving just having ended your wife is all over the place. The kitchen looks like a hurriacane has come through. Dishes stacked up in the sink, flour litters the countertop and floor. While Alcina daughters had come inot town during the holidays, Alcina had tired her damnest to make sure that the holdiays were as good as they could possibly be.

So this was an every year sort of thing, the probelm was that she never sat down long enough between hanksgiving and chirstmas to take a single breath. She's always up before you are. In the kitchen making a new recipe that leaves the whole house smelling of fresh dough bread, cookies, or pies.

"Alcina!" You whine as soon as you wake, her side of the bed isn't warm. The sheets pulled back to make sure you stay warm underneath them. You padd to the kitchen, wrapped up in your throw blanket. It's nearly mid morning, and Alcina already got flour, and whatever else on her face smeared agasint her cheek. "Hello darling." She says warmly. She looks tired "How long have you been up for?" You ask her, she shurgs her shoulders as the oven beeps in alarm of being done pre-heating.

"I've been up for a few hours now." She says as she moves around the kitchen. "You're coffee is ready in the coffee pot." She says softly pecking your lips and then returning to her baking. You sit at your island and watch your wife. Her tired eyes reading the recipe once then twice, then a third and final time. You sip on your coffee with ease to not burn your tonuge.

It not til later that night when your wife has washed her dirty dishes twice over in the sink and now in the dishwasher. Alcina is pretty much on repeat for the months of November and December. Bake, sleep, wake up and repeat. "Alcina, will you come sit down next to me?" You yell to her from the couch. You hear the tiniest bit of a sigh.

But she walks into the living room. You pat the seat open next to you. "Alcina I think you should sit down." You're looking right at her, but she seems to be off in the disntace of her thoughts. "Well I… there's a few other things I need to get done." Your wife mutters not taking the open seat next to you. You challenge her words.

"What do you have to get done, baby? You've already been in the kitchen for what seems like the entire day." "I have to go…" Her words die in the back of her thoart as she looks down at you. You aren't trying to be mean, even if that's how your face, and vocie is making it out to be.

"Just come and sit with me please, I feel like I haven't spent any time with you since the start of November." You say sadly. Anoher sigh leaves Alcina lips as she sits down next to you on the couch. "Thank you." You mutter quietly. "Will you stay with me while we watch a movie?" You ask Alcina, she nods and snuggles into your side.

Even though your wife is taller then you she stills tends to be squished into your side. You had already pre-picked something earlier in the morning. A good ole' favorite. "What did you pick drag?" Alcina asks as she looks from your shoulder up at the larger flat screen. "A classic christmas movie." "Which is?" You and your wife banter with each other over what's a classic christmas movie.

"You aren't making me guess which one you pick, just tell me." She huffs out after a few minutes. "Okay fine… we are watching a chirstmas story. A classic." You remind her, she rolls her eyes and pecks your cheek. "I have to agree it's a rather good chirstmas movie for the holiday." Your wife says finally agreeing with you.

You feel Alcina wiggle next to you, as if she wants to get uo from the couch, "How about I go make some popcorn for us?" She offers, you shake your head. "No because if you get up and go back into that kitchen you'll never come back out I know you to well Alcina. Now sit and stay next to me." You demand, you clcik play back on the tv and return your attention to the title credits.

Completed on: 11/25/23

Posted on: 12/17/23

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