#and i love that alcina probably knows the families they came from

[valleynix]

Ooh just got to the part where the reader saw a bit into Bela’s mind and her past! Do you have any headcanons on how the dimi daughters were when they were first reborn?

i actually do! these are for TPtM's universe, anyway :D

(A/N: this got a lot longer than I was anticipating. I may have gone a little overboard and went into a little more detail about their backstories than you probably wanted, but here we are :D)

Bela Dimitrescu

i imagine all three girls were originally from the village before getting to the castle and where they are now, and Bela (at least in TPtM's universe) was from a rather poor family

her parents were never really proud of anything she did and thought of her more as a burden than an actual child, something she still holds onto even after she can no longer remember this part of her

it's why she constantly tries to prove herself to Alcina, why it hurts her so deeply when anyone is even slightly disappointed in her

she probably ended up falling in love with another woman in the village, and this was likely frowned upon at the time

more so because Castle Dimitrescu was taking more people than usual lately, and they needed more children around (something the lady of the castle refused to take in the night)

her parents likely tossed her to the street for being weird and not accepting their demands to marry a man with more money than they had

word spread quickly, and she was looked down upon from everyone in the village

even the woman she'd fallen in love with ignored her and called her a freak for what she's done

she's come to find that everyone leaves her, eventually

she's heard the rumors and stories surrounding Castle Dimitrescu, and one fateful night, she decides to seek out the woman living there

she has nothing else to live for, abandoned by those she thought would love her unconditionally

Alcina is very skeptical of her at first, mostly because she found Bela wandering around her castle in the middle of the night

she's in a sorry state; blonde hair matted and messy, clothes torn and face dirty, brown eyes filled with so much despair

normally, Alcina wouldn't think twice about sending some strange woman to the cellar to be dealt with later, but part of her - the part that still clings to her humanity - takes pity on her

and she sees the opportunity that could arise out of this situation, as well. someone malleable who can be taught to handle the things she's too busy to deal with

she feeds Bela, helps her bathe, brushes the matting out of her hair, but only on the condition that she sign a working contract for Castle Dimitrescu

Bela does, of course. she'd be a fool not to

Alcina develops a bond with the strange woman she'd seen wandering her castle, often gifting her with the praise she'd so desperately sought out from her own flesh and blood

she feels like a mother to Bela, something she finds she's always searched for and could never find among the heathens in the village

so, when the time comes for Mother Miranda to experiment once again, Alcina sees the opportunity that could arise

she loves Bela dearly, as one should their own child, and to have the chance to keep her around for much longer than an average human life? she'd take that risk any day

it's nighttime when she brings up the question, and Bela is... hesitant

Alcina assures her that nothing will go wrong, not as long as she is there to keep her safe, and that settles it

Miranda arrives the next day, and Alcina sits with Bela on her bed, holding her hand, giving her the comfort and reassurance she's never had

Bela does not want this to go wrong, but she understands that if it does, she will be free

she won't have to suffer from nightmares any longer, she won't have to hear her parents' disapproving voices in the back of her head

she will be safe and she will be loved

isn't that all she's ever wanted? 

she winces when Miranda makes the incision on her head, but she is fine. she has to be strong for her new family

everything is fine, at first

then the pain starts

it spikes through her skull and she fights almost immediately. she tries to sit up, to get away from whatever is crawling in her brain, but Alcina holds her down, even as tears stream down her cheeks and ruin what little makeup she usually has on

she screams and writhes, begs for someone to help her, and Alcina gently coos at her, caresses her face, whispers that she’s fine, it’ll be over soon enough, just be strong-

and she tries, she really does

but she’s so scared

she doesn’t want to die

she thinks of her parents and that woman, of everything she wants to say to them, every bit of pain she wishes she could inflict on them for everything they’ve done to her

her fear turns into anger as she continues fighting against Alcina, as her legs kick out and one smacks against Miranda’s golden mask, knocking it off her face

tears continue streaming down her cheeks as her lip curls and she bares her teeth in fury

it feels as though something is eating at her skin, biting and gripping and sticking-

in the end, she passes out from the pain of being eaten alive

she doesn’t expect to wake up

everything is peaceful in that state of blackness, and for the first time in a long time, she is safe

when her eyes eventually reopen, bugs buzzing around her materializing hand, she’s so... lost

the room is dark, and it seems she’s the only one in it

she can’t remember who she is or why she’s there

she doesn’t remember anything

Bela sits up in the bed she was laying in, bringing a hand up to her head, hissing through her teeth when her palm brushes against a rather sore spot there

“easy,” comes a soft voice at her side

she looks around, eyes landing on the large form of a woman sitting in a chair next to her bed. she smiles gently, reassuringly, and Bela cannot help but feel a sort of attachment to this woman, despite not recognizing her

“my name is Alcina Dimitrescu. do you know where you are?”

she shakes her head, blonde hair falling into her face

the woman smiles at that, lifting her chin and revealing more of her shadowed face. two glowing, golden eyes stare back at her, sending a chill down her spine

“good,” the woman says. “then we may begin.” she clasps her hands in her lap, tilting her head to the side. “it’s wonderful to finally meet you, Bela.”

it takes time for her to adjust to her new body - longer limbs than she’s used to, making her rather clumsy, and the bugs that appear when she’s feeling any kind of emotion

she feels just like a newborn learning how to walk and speak, but some part of her, deep down, feels as though this is where she belongs

she becomes the eldest Dimitrescu daughter, a title she learns to hold with immense pride

she lives her life as Alcina’s shadow, doing the things her mother wishes of her, always met with a head pat and verbal praise when she completes any tasks

Bela can’t help but feel this is where she has always belonged

Cassandra Dimitrescu

she’s always been a protector

it’s just in her blood; she protects those she cares for, though they are few and far between

she is a huntress for her family, for her younger brother, all of whom are incapable of doing so themselves

they are working to repay their debt to Castle Dimitrescu, and Cassandra provides food for their table

it’s not a bad life. she doesn’t mind the reputation that follows her, the whispers she hears when she walks through the streets of the village

she’s just glad to be alive another day, and she will continue doing what it takes to keep her family alive

she knows the Dimitrescus - there are two of them now - will come for her family eventually, and she supposes she’s trying to prepare for that time

she doesn’t mind being known as a sadist around the village. she hunts and protects. it’s all she’s ever known

she takes on all the responsibility of her younger brother to keep him safe, to prevent him from witnessing the vile sides of their parents

he deserves a better life than this

in her spare time, something she rarely has, Cassandra will sit outside, hidden in the trees, and sketch what she can

the buildings around the village, a dead lycan, a goat, even the maiden statue in the middle of the village

part of her actually enjoys the fear she sees when she walks through the streets, weapons strapped to her back and sides, and she finds herself smiling at the realization 

what does it matter to her, that these idiots are afraid of her? it means they’ll keep away

even after her rebirth, this sticks with Cassandra. she knows she’s not as pretty or well-spoken as her sisters are, and she’s fine with that

she will not let anything else happen to her new family, going to any lengths in order to prevent these horrible things from happening

there is one night, after an intense yelling match with her younger brother, that Cassandra leaves and hides for hours

her parents had wanted her to take him out of the village on a hunting trip for the night, something completely out of the ordinary, but she argued with him before she even remembered what she was supposed to do

it was something stupid, and she knows he’s too young to really know why she’s gone all the time

she left her small and crowded home as the sun was disappearing beneath the mountains, and it is well into the night that she hears screaming

she thinks nothing of it, at first

it’s not uncommon for the newest Dimitrescu daughter to have nightly outings in which she will take her newest victim back to the castle

she watches the forest move and breathe, trying her best to calm down before she returns to her home with a cleared mind

lycans howl in tune with the Dimitrescu daughter’s cackles, and Cassandra wonders if she should return now, but she does value her life

she knows her family is safe. nothing would happen to them while she was around

some time later, the screams stop, and so do the giggles and laughter

Cassandra resigns herself to return, and she stands with a sigh, brushing she snow from her legs

the cold had long since settled in her bones, but she was used to it, now

she turns to make her way back to the village, only to be stopped by the person she sees standing among the trees, hidden by the shadows

two glowing, golden eyes stare back at her

“i see i missed one,” the Dimitrescu daughter says, her voice almost kind

she steps further into the moonlight, blood splattered on her clothing and dripping off her jaw and chin

Cassandra swallows and reaches for the knife she usually has on her, holstered at her hip

she grasps nothing but air

her heart stutters in her chest, and it seems the Dimitrescu in front of her realizes at the same moment that she is defenseless

“your family put up quite the fight.” Cassandra’s heart drops to her stomach as her eyes widen. “it’s a shame they couldn’t repay my mother. you might’ve had more time with them.”

as she stares at the Dimitrescu, she just sees red

she should have-

this is her fault

she knows she shouldn’t, but she can’t stop herself from yelling out in frustration and lunging for the Dimitrescu in front of her

she’s dodged with ease, but Cassandra has been hunting for years

after a few minutes of listening to the Dimitrescu cackle and mock her, she manages to grab a rock in the snow and stab at the bigger woman with it

it goes straight through her shoulder and part of her chest as her form becomes flies

the Dimitrescu pauses as Cassandra pants and watches her body materialize again, becoming a solid form once more

“well,” she says as her eyes find Cassandra’s, “Mother is going to like you.”

the next thing she knows, a sickle is raised, and the end of it is bashed against her temple, sending her toward the forest floor as she blacks out

she wakes intermittently, eyes blurry as she tries to focus

she’s being dragged through the forest, then part of the village, and finally, through what looks like a hallway

for her crimes against Alcina Dimitrescu’s daughter and for offending her, Cassandra is sentenced to death

but, the daughter, whose name she learns is Bela, offers her a choice for being such a good huntress and actually getting the drop on her

go through what she did, become an experiment

there is the risk of dying, but if she survives, she will become like her

and she believes, then, she can enact her revenge

so, she goes through the experiment

she grits her teeth against the pain, eyes boring into Bela’s, hatred fueling her, the only thing keeping her awake and alive, she thinks

the Dimitrescu daughter only grins back at her, blood dried on her lips and cheeks

she has no support, and her hands are bound to the bed

Alcina Dimitrescu stands nearby as the incision is made on her head, and she is given some kind of weird smelling liquid to help with the pain

instead, it forces her unconscious 

when she reopens her eyes after spending what feels like an eternity in that state of darkness, a woman with blonde hair and brightly glowing eyes sits with her, watching her, almost studying her

Cassandra freaks

she doesn’t know why she does, but her first instinct is to fight, even if she’s not in any immediate danger

she lunges for the grinning bastard, grabbing a hold of her shoulders and tackling her to the floor, fist raising to bash her face in-

she only gets one hit off of the woman before a large hand grabs onto the back of her clothing and yanks her off, almost like one would a kitten

she’s held in the air, fighting for a moment to get back to the woman on the ground and inflict pain on her, but she gives up after it’s clear she won’t be getting down anytime soon

she frowns and crosses her arms over her chest, glaring at the woman as she stands and swipes the back of her hand across her bloody nose

“well,” she sighs, eyes drooping as she stares up at Cassandra. “it seems it worked, Mother.”

“perhaps a little too well,” someone behind her mumbles. “do you remember anything, young one?”

Cassandra kicks out a leg, still pouting in the air, even if she would never admit to doing such a thing

“what do you want from me?”

someone hums, and then she’s being set back on the floor. a hand finds its way to her shoulder, and then she’s being turned to face a tall woman, watching her carefully

then, she smiles warmly

“welcome to the family, Cassandra.”

it takes time for her to adjust, though she’s given free reign around the castle she now inhabits 

Bela, someone she comes to accept is her older sister, shows her around, informs her of everything she now is

she comes to see Alcina Dimitrescu as a mother, and despite having a family, despite belonging...

she can’t help but feel something is missing

she doesn’t understand what purpose she has while she spends her days inside Castle Dimitrescu

some part of her seeks to hurt in order to quell the pain she feels in her head, and so, she spends most of her time in the cellar, unable to comprehend what she’s feeling

she wonders if she hurts the disobedient maids as a way to protect her newfound family

if that’s the case, she will learn to enjoy it

Daniela Dimitrescu

she’s never had what one would call a normal family

the youngest of three, she was nothing more than a mistake, something she was shown and told time and time again by her older siblings and struggling father

she tries to be like them as much as she can, in order to gain her father’s approval

nothing ever works, and it becomes something she still latches onto, even after she finds a loving family and two older sisters that love and adore her simply because they can

Daniela comes to seek approval from anyone around her, hoping someone will take an interest in her, and she latches onto anyone that does

the woman at Duke’s stall that pays for a book she wants, the man that offers to help her get home, the older woman that pats her head and tells her that everything will be fine, soon

nothing ever gets better, she finds

all she’s ever wanted was the approval of her family, something that would give her the love she so desperately craves

she doesn’t know what it’s like to be cared for unconditionally 

her brothers and father speak of her mother often, someone that died giving birth to her

it’s why they hate her so much, why they wish she was never born in the first place

months ago, she’d seen the woman around the village everyone feared, the one that hunted and always had at least four weapons on her at all times

one night, Daniela thought of finding this woman, thought of seeking her protection and care

everyone struggles in the village, though, and she likely has her own issues to deal with

so, she tries to remain quiet and nothing more than a little shadow no one can pay attention to

as soon as she becomes of age, her father sells her to Lady Dimitrescu

she wants to fight, wants to beg him to let her stay, to love her

instead, she keeps her mouth shut, silently crying when the grand chambermaid comes to investigate her

a week later, she’s brought to the castle

she’s reassured that she will be taken care of here, that no one will hurt her and she will be fed

her wages will go to her, not her family

she settles in rather easily, but she’s still an outcast

she’s different

Daniela recognizes some of the women working in the castle, ones she’s seen from the village

she imagines that is why they refuse to talk to her

they don’t go out of their way to make her life harder, but they sure as hell don’t make it any easier

about two weeks into her time spent working at the castle, she does begin letting her guard down a little

she’s fed, she has a steady roof over her head, and she hasn’t heard a word from her father since arriving

at the same time, though, she is assigned to clean the Dimitrescus personal wing of the castle

it’s something she knows is a death wish

around noon, she’s given the task of scrubbing the floors from what looks like a pool of blood, though there’s no body to accompany it

bugs buzz around her ears not long after, and she completely freezes

two figures materialize in front of her, and she keeps her head down as best she can

“working by yourself?” the oldest mumbles. “how unlike the grand chambermaid to assign such a thing.”

the younger one hums and crouches. “are they trying to get you killed?”

Daniela lifts her head, heart thundering against her ribcage, and watches the brunette carefully

she smiles back, a little sinister, sending a chill down Daniela’s spine

“Cassandra,” the oldest sighs. “be nice. this is the one Mother warned us about.”

Daniela’s brows furrow as she watches the siblings. she’s reminded of her older brothers, of their larger forms overpowering her and sneering at her as they mocked any little thing she did

her limbs shake as she looks back at the bloodied ground, tears welling in her eyes

she doesn’t want to be seen as weak in front of this family, she doesn’t want it to be like before

they end up leaving her to her own devices, and a few hours later, the younger one returns with a small muffin and hands it to her with a simple, “you’re doing a good job. i’ve spoken with the grand chambermaid.”

she doesn’t want to think on why she doesn’t see the older woman anymore

over time, the Dimitrescu siblings start spending more time around Daniela, something she doesn’t quite understand 

surely they had better things to do?

she slowly starts to belong with them

she spends most of her time around the younger one, who usually waits nearby while she cleans or prepares her bed

sometimes she’ll make idle conversation, asking about Daniela’s family, something she intentionally refrains from ever speaking about

eventually, there comes a time, months later, than both siblings wake her up before the sun has even risen

they take her to the library, a vast room filled with shelves upon shelves of books

it’s like Daniela’s heaven

she’s told that this is her task: every morning, she is to clean the library and rearrange the books however she sees fit

once she’s done, she’s able to read whatever she wishes until the siblings find something else for her to do

and, if there’s nothing to clean, she’s allowed to simply sit in the library and relax until someone finds something for her to do

a year after her employment, she celebrates her birthday with the two siblings, who seem to think of her as their younger sister, something that makes this birthday so much better than any she’s ever had before

they give her the day off, something they say they’ll hide from their mother, and they give her the option to see her family again

she’s always turned them down before, but maybe...

she does end up going back to her family, something she despises calling them now that she has a sense of belonging with the Dimitrescu sisters, and she decides to rub in their faces that they tried to get her killed, and she is thriving

it ends up being a mistake going back, and once she can sneak back out of that wretched house that night, she rushes back to the castle, sobbing and aching and just wanting to be held and comforted-

Cassandra finds her hiding in the library as she sobs and curls in on herself, tucked into a corner behind a large shelf

she panics for just a moment as the older woman stands tall and imposing above her, and she’s reminded of her brothers doing the same thing

she flinches when Cassandra crouches and reaches for her, and that must cause her to refrain from touching her

she watches the older woman carefully, hands still outstretched, frowning as she watches Daniela

the latter sobs as she lunges forward, wrapping her arms around Cassandra and holding her tight

the Dimitrescu sister sits on the floor and holds her close, keeping her safe and out of harm’s way

Bela ends up finding them, and she asks what happened, why Daniela is crying and hiding

she tells them both, and a few days later, word spreads around the castle of an unfortunate accident involving her father and brothers

both Dimitrescu siblings deny being involved in such a thing, but Daniela knows better

she smiles and sleeps a little better at night

about a week after that, as Daniela is tucked into a sofa in the library lost in one of her books, Bela and Cassandra enter

they ask her if she’d like to become like them, whatever that means

they were just... human, weren’t they?

she doesn’t understand why everyone is so afraid of them

when she asks for clarification, Bela tells her, “if you do become like us... you won’t have to fear anyone ever again.”

that settles it for her

she doesn’t want to be afraid, and she doesn’t want to be alone

they bring her to their mother, asking her then about their plan to help Daniela become one of them

their mother is skeptical, at first, but she agrees when both siblings say please

they stay with Daniela throughout it all, giving her some kind of tea that eases her anxieties and helps her fall asleep

they promise to be there when she wakes

it takes her longer to finally wake up after her rebirth, and when she does, the first thing she notices is that her head is so crowded

she has these urges to act out on, but for a while, she manages to keep them under control

that same control snaps when she’s incredibly emotional

two women she doesn’t really remember - who she finds are named Bela and Cassandra - show her around, all giddy that she’s awake and they can finally be around her again

she learns to recognize them as her sisters, and they fully accept the notion. they keep her safe and protect her, and Alcina Dimitrescu, her new mother, spoils her and gives her whatever she asks for

there is a time, months after she’s settled in, that Daniela asks if she had any family before. she can’t seem to remember

Bela and Cassandra share a look from across the dinner table, and it’s the former that answers as they wait for their mother to join them

“we’ve always been your family.”

Daniela, despite not remembering anything of her past, despite not knowing who she was before she became a Dimitrescu...

she realizes, after some time, that this is what home should feel like

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~ Your Lady Dimitrescu's fourth daughter + The sibling of the Dimitrescu sisters ( Your a hive mind of fruit flies ) ~

Note: obviously like the title says your Lady Dimitrescu's fourth daughter and you're made of fruit flies- This just randomly came to me and I thought it would be really cute dhshdhs + this is how Lady Dimitrescu and her three daughters would treat you as their New kid / new younger sister!

Honestly you guys maybe not like this but I have too- to satisfy my cravings for this-

• I don't even think you want to know how you got in this predicament—

• But anyways when Mother Miranda was creating you, she hoped for a different outcome or a better outcome then the other experiments she has done with blowflies. Because fruit flies are smaller and they only eat fruit, maybe that will give her a better result!!

• Nope. You came out exactly the same as the other blowfly experiments that she has done in the past, you came out a bit smaller at 5 feet and 4 inches and you only have a craving for fruit. She should have honestly guessed that this would happen but now she has a girl that is made of a hive mind of fruit flies-

• Yeah, we should have guessed this but she instantly told Lady D to take care of you and write down the progress of your development like she has with her other daughters.

• But now you are going to live with the Dimitrescu family..

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• When she first met you and got told that she will be taking care of you by Mother Miranda, her motherly instincts instantly went off! Just looking at your confused small quivering form made her dead heart ache,,, but she had to stay calm in front of Mother Miranda- So she just kept her cool and acted normal until Mother Miranda left

• When Mother Miranda left, she couldn't act calm any longer and instantly picked you up in her arms like one would do with a cat that they simply adored. She couldn't help herself! You are so so tiny compared to her daughter's and her, she can probably hold you with one hand from how small you are! She swore from this day on she will protect you with her life

• From that day you officially became the baby of the family! And Alcina is so so overprotective of you because of it, she is so scared to even let you go outside because of how small you are and that you know nothing about defending yourself in this new form! You are completely vulnerable to any hunters or robbers and she simply cannot have that!!

• Even if you get a small injury like a scraped knee or something, she will be all over you for weeks- she's so scared of something happening to you and so the way she combats her worry is holding you like a baby until you get better- she will legit carry you around the house like a baby in her arms for weeks, she only puts you down when you need to eat and do your business-

• But besides her being really overprotective of you, she's really affectionate too! Since her daughter's are older now and everything, they don't need to be babied as much as they used too and spend a whole bunch of time with her like they did when they were new here!

• But now you're here!! Your new and confused with your new form + cravings- And She is willing to teach everything you need to know about your new form + everything! She's so excited to have you around, maybe with you around she won't be kind of lonely anymore—

• And like I said she's really affectionate! She loves to have you snuggled up into her side when she doing paperwork for her wine business or anything else, she loves being with her new baby!! She's willing to stop anything if you come to her wanting cuddles or anything affectionate- She simply can't miss an opportunity to be with you!

• Btw she is going to get a painter to paint so many portrait of you, she does not care how much it cost—

• Oh oH OH- When mother introduced you to her saying you will be her new younger sister now, she was kind of skeptical at first but you're so small and weak- And she knows mother won't bring in someone that can possibly hurt them. She trusts her mothers instincts!

• After all that was said and done, she quickly grew attached to you! You're her younger sister after all and it's her job as the oldest sister to help you!! And she takes this job very seriously- She wants to be the one to teach you about your new form and Cravings since she read a book on almost every type of fly when she was researching one day.

• So obviously she should be the best choice to teach you these things! And she does! She has you sitting on her lap as she's sitting on her chair reading to you more about fruit flies and type of healthy fruit for fruit flies but she can get kind of feisty when anyone dares interrupts this moment between you two.

• She takes her job as you older sister very seriously like I said! So if you ever feel sad or stressed or maybe you're confused about something, she instantly wants you to come to her since she wants to be the one to teach you and after you overcome your problem she will praise you like no other- So many praises coming out of her mouth as she snuggles you closer into her chest

• But if she's doing something and you need her you're going to have to wait a couple minutes, she loves you but she needs to get this done first— But after she's finished with what she's doing she'll gladly do whatever you have planned in mind as long as it's safe or if you just need advice!

• And if you need to take a break from the other siblings, her room is always open for you to chill in! She loves you a lot and she knows how it can be overwhelming sometimes but surprisingly, her behavior is the calmest out of the siblings when it comes to you-

• Flat out going to say this, she did not trust you for like a good 2 weeks— You were not on her good side for some unknown reason, Bela and Daniela had to make sure Cassandra wasn't going to try to kill you or something-

• But in reality Cassandra was just making sure you were not a threat in disguise! So she just simply watched from a far for 2 weeks just to make sure- But she did find it quite cute how's the rest of the family interacted with you, it made her feel some things too

• After the time period of 2 weeks, from your perspective she completely changed as a different person- she was cold, mysterious and would always watch you from behind to teaching you how to defend yourself, cuddling with you on her bed and being very very overprotective of you like Alcina—

• After seeing how defenseless and weak you are, she couldn't help but want to train you how to defend yourself at least a little bit! It's just in case but like- I mean- You always have your sisters or mom around to protect you so it's kind of pointless in the end- But she finds it very fun to teach you cuz she can rant about techniques for hours and no one in the house will listen to her except for you-

• Tho sadly she can't teach you the cool and difficult moves because Alcina won't allow it because of your small frame and she just doesn't want you to get hurt- But that's okay, Cassandra can just have you watch her as she does the cool and difficult ones! She does like having a little hype girl cheering her on as she trains

• And you should have guessed it, she loves cuddling! Specifically on her bed! Her bed is her comfort place and somewhere where she feels like she doesn't have to be all big and confident in front of everyone, so it really helps her relax to cuddle with you in her bed!

• Oh my black god— When she saw you and got told you will be her younger sister, she squealed! She was so happy, she always wanted a younger sister and someone to take care of! It was like her prayers have been answered! She was all over you and loving up on you

• She was very very excited to get to know you and have fun with you! But don't worry, she won't play with you as rough as she plays with her other siblings- She's very very gentle with you like you are a piece of glass that can break any second. So her activities with you normally consist of her reading books to you, cuddling, playing innocent games like hide and seek + etc!

• You don't know how excited she is to read you all of her favorite stories as you cuddle with her! She can sit there for hours reading to you, seriously sometimes Bela or Cassandra have to drag you away from Daniela since she gets too engaged in the story and doesn't realize how much time that has passed-

• Yeah, it becomes a problem- Cuz she also does it when she's cuddling with you too. Time just flies by so fast for her! She really wants to keep holding you longer and snuggle into you more but your other siblings and your mommy need time with you too sadly

• She wishes she can have you all to herself some days, she can be kind of needy when she wants to hang out with you but there's no ill intentions behind it! She just loves you a lot and misses you a lot too, if she doesn't see you around the house she will panic even if you're outside doing something or something else—

• Her separation anxiety is popping off with you

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House Dimitrescu: Lady Dimitrescu- Bloody Good

Pairing: Lady Alcina Dimitrescu x Fem!Reader

Pov: Reader

Warnings: Bloodthirst, fluff, a little bit of angst, vampires, indulging, gluttony, anger, (Talk of Heisenberg for like a second because he pisses off Dimitrescu on purpose), injury for the reader, mentions of Bela, Casandera, and Daniela, hurt reader,

Summary: When her blood thirst is on high alert. The reader offers to help Alcina but things can get out of control quickly especially when Alcina is indulging herself.

A/n- Firefly-graphics for dividers

WC- 1.6k

Resident Evil 8 Master List // House Dimitrescu Master List

The closer the wine gets to being out the closer Alcina is starting to loose her cool. Just last week she came back from a family meeting, she was seething. Her eyes were red and she was more then okay with tearing through the castle before I was able to hear her slam her bedroom door. 

Her daughters watched from the balancys in the main hall. Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela. Before they could even get to talk about why their mother was so pissed I looked up from the stairs. “Don’t you three worry about your mother. She’s got a few bones to pick with that Heisenberg boy is all.” I said trying to distract them from their mothers outrageous behaviour. 

The girls didn’t know and would probably would never know that the wine was dwindling down. Faster then Alcina could keep up. Their mothers rage was coming from that exact reason. She was worrying more then she would ever let on that her blood intake was starting to cause her to morph into the monster she knew that she would turn into. I shook that panic off my shoulders and walked out of the main hall after sooshing the girls back into their rooms. “You girls go chase the servants or something. Let me go to your mother.” I said.

Promises that their mother will be back to her excellent and loving self. That’s all I was doing in reality. Promises three young girls that they once again would have their loving mother back, telling them what a joy each of them was. I shook the anxiety from my bones as I walked out of the main hall towards the dining room, seeing that the door leading out towards the courtyard wasn’t closed I let the cool breeze of the mountains.

I crossed my arms and walked rather quickly over to her doors. I pushed them open and could hear the absolute rage that was pumping through the building. “For the love of FUCKING HELL. WHAT HAS THAT ABSOLUTE BAMBOO DONE?” Alcina was screaming, her voice seemed hoarse and the more she screamed the more things went flying through the air. 

Landing sharply on the floor. I walked up the steps careful to avoid the damages she had left behind. “Alcina?” I said quietly almost hoping that she would stop at my voice, but I was wrong. It didn’t stop not even when I stood in her doorway. The last thing I truly remembered was seeing her vanity go flying right where I was standing. Then a sheirk. 

When I awake Alcina was on her kness sitting next to her all to small couch. My head rested on the arm of the couch, and she had covered me with a quilted blanket. “Love? How are you feeling?” She asked me. Concerned was etched into her face, and her voice was the same. “Well I am okay. I was more worried about you.” I said even through the sun that was shining through the windows was hurting my eyes, and there was an ache in my bones I felt just fine. 

That was before I planned on moving. “Worried about me?” She asked me like she hadn’t been having a tantrum just a few moments ago. “Yes baby. Worried about you. You’ve been raging and throwing things for many days now. The girls are starting to worry about you as well.” I said softly as I tried to get up from the position on the couch. My arm ached out in pain. I looked down as the pain and noticed that the nice white quilt was turned a deep shade of red. “Fuck that hurts.” I mumbled out. “I can’t be here right now.” Alciana said, getting up floor. 

“Wait.. No where are you going?” I asked, begging. Wanting to know, “I just can’t… I’ll get a maid to come up her and help you dearie.” She said, but before she was out of my reach and pushing throug the pain I reached my arm out and grabbed onto her wrist. My blood printing onto her proleain skin. “Y/n, why’d you do that.” She asked anger was starting to boil again. I know why Alcina getting like this. 

So, I can fix it. “I want to help you. Will you let me help for once please?” I begged her. Not yet letting go of her wrist. My grasps was starting to yes fail but that didn’t mean I had to stop looking straight at those beauitful yellow eyes. They always gave her away, gave her true thoughts away. “Please Alcina.” I begged once more. Alcina looked down at my hand wrapped around her wrist. Chewing at her lip, “If you’re thinking what I think you are. You’ve got no idea how dangerous that can get love.” She said softer this time. “I don’t care.” I said plainly. 

Alcina shook her head. “You do understand right?” She questioned me. I only shook my head. “I want you to use me. To curve that urge, to curve all that pent up anger you’ve got growing. I want my loving Alcina back.” I said calmly. I let go of her wirst in my hand and got up even with the pain shooting up through my body. Alcina looks over at me, “Alright let’s move you huh?” She says softly. She picks me up with ease, instead of moving to sit on the couch along with me she walks us towards her en-suite. She looks once at me when towards her very large clawed foot tub. When I give her a strange look she answers it with resolve. ‘For the mess darling.” It’s simply and enough for me. My heart is pumping as I felt Alcina slip the both of us into the tub. 

Alcina laid me down on her chest with my back facing her. She moved my hair out of the way. Her fingers are freezing. ���You’re freezing Alcina.” I say quietly. She’s quick to console me comment. “Oh Dearie. Let’s just get comfortable.” She whispered into my ear. I shivered at the cold hands and intimate whispers. The thoughts of how it would feel didn’t even make it out of my mouth. Alcina was sinking her teeth into my neck and in the best of terms sucking the life from me. 

And in the oddest of ways, I felt more relaxed than ever before. The moans that slipped from my mouth didn’t go unnoticed. “Do you enjoy this Y/n?” She asked smugly. Alcina was taunting me, then her lips were back around my neck and shoulder. The arm that wasn’t aching came up to cup the side of Alcina’s face. I was enjoying this more than I thought I was supposed to. “Y/n you taste so fucking good.” She whispered into my skin. The harder and more Alcina sucked at my skin the further I fell into a deep and dark spell. “Alcina, you. You’re so good to me.” I mumbled.

As she sucked, her hands roamed around my waist and chest. Her hands were so much larger than mine, but so was most of her. The longer her lips stayed attached to my neck the longer I got the feeling of being dizzy. “You’re better than the wine I have at dinner baby. I think you might just have to feed me for the rest of my life.” Alcina said as she licked at the wound she had created. Her tongue sent tingles down my shiver and gave me a whole new world of sensations.

“Alcian, baby. I need a second I…” But she was already lost in the scent of my blood. It clouded her thoughts and ears from my words. I tried once more, “Please, you’ve got to… you’ve got to give me a second love.” I whimpered. But still more words went unheard until I tried to pull away. My head was dizzy and the more I moved the more I pleaded for my life. The harder my heart pumped in my chest, give all the wrong signals. “AlCain!  Please.” I cried out trying desperately to get away from my lover. She was only taken out of her blood-soaked daze when the tears from my cries came falling down on her tight grasp. “Y/n? Baby?” She asked into the cold air. I turned and the tears didn’t stop. 

Her mouth and chin were covered in my deep red shade of blood. She looked so wild, so improper. She was the exact opposite, her hair had come out of its curls. Her lips were more crimson than ever before. “I asked you… I asked you to stop and you just…” I was mumbling. Desperately trying to get out of the tub. Aches poured through my body. “Oh, Angel. I’m sorry” She said softly as she tried to reach out to me. I just needed a second. “Don’t touch me right now,” I said trying to catch a bated breath. Alcina looked hurt but I was one that was aching and blooding.

The silence was more than uncomfortable, it stayed this way for far too long. “Y/n, I’m sorry.” She said at first her words soft and quiet. “I… I didn’t mean to take advantage. You’re just amazing, and even so, you taste wonderful.” Alcain said softly as she reached out for me. My head rested on my arm over the edge of the tub. I closed my eyes and let her reach out for me. “I’m truly sorry. How about we get you fixed up and cuddle later?” She suggested and even though I was hurt. I couldn’t say no to her. I smiled, “There you are my love. There’s that beautiful smile I love.” She said.

Completed on: 02/20/23

Posted on:02/21/23

HOUSE DIMITRESCU-

[heisenberg-simp257]

Take as long as you need fam. It aint no rush.

School is more important after all.

I just had this request idea, since it’s the holidays and all. Maybe Heisenberg spending Christmas with y/n and his kids? I can see him making his family like little metal trinkets.

YES❤️ I love it! I’m going to use kids from another story I wrote...so the oldest is a girl named Anneliese and younger twin boys named Felix and Konrad. I’ll also add some headcanons along with the story for the holidays.

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Holidays with the Heisenberg Family

Headcanons

-Heisenberg probably wouldn’t have done much for the holidays before all this. He never saw anything worth celebrating and he never had anyone to celebrate with. The other lords may think otherwise.

-Donna has invited him over for tea and secret Santa with her dolls. Moreau invited him to come and watch some holiday movies, complete with hot chocolate that he found somewhere. And Alcina begrudgingly invited him to her yearly ball.

-He said hell no to all of this.

-But with you and some kids, he’s more down to trying things out. He’s seen this time of year as one for family, and now he finally has a family to celebrate with. He’ll try his best.

-Cue Heisenberg having a Shrek moment as he tries to figure out what the hell people do at Christmas.

-Living where you live, it wouldn’t be hard to find an evergreen tree. That said, Heisenberg was all ready to build one out of scrape metal (like that tree Spencer had from iCarly). You quickly shut down that idea due to the kids’ curiosity and the fact that they could cut themselves.

-Still, he used his powers to make you and his children some little ornaments and trinkets out of metal. Each one was well thought out to the individual and since he couldn’t afford much, it made a nice gift.

-He certainly went to the Duke for items and advice. After all, it isn’t the holidays without a nice meal.

-He would be so thrilled to finally have a reason to celebrate the holidays. It didn’t matter much to him before, but now he has you and some little rascals to be thankful for.

Storytime

He would never have celebrated Christmas before all this. To him, he didn’t deserve the holiday. No one in the village ever cared about it because all that mattered was Mother Miranda this and Mother Miranda that. Frankly, he was the same way.

I mean, what was to celebrate? He was living in a nightmare.

However, flash forward several years to when you came around. You were a poor victim in this village, sent to him for so-called “judgement”. Heisenberg judged you alright, and he was thankful that he deemed you worthy of sticking around. While he didn’t think he was worthy of love in his life, you did. 

And now he has a proper family. You and three children.

His ten-year old daughter, Anneliese, looked a lot like you, h/c hair and just your overall face. Anneliese also had your attitude and was very well-behaved and kind. However, she had his stormy gray eyes. She was definitely his “favorite” and was the main reason he wanted another kid because she was so good.

He wasn’t expecting two kids in one go.

Felix and Konrad, who were around seven-years old, looked just like him except Konrad had your e/c eyes. While they were your sons as well, they were exact replicas of him in terms of attitude.

It makes sense that they were little shits.

Life for him went on as normal, regardless of the extra people in his factory and the responsibilities of fatherhood. That said, when the holidays came by again, you brought it up.

“We should do something Karl. I mean...I know there isn’t much...but the kids deserve it.” You told him a few times as the holidays drew near. He was more than ready to just skip over them like he always does, but the more you brought up the kids, the more Heisenberg felt willing to do something.

He wanted his children to have a better childhood than him after all. It seems his kids felt the same.

“Dad, can we have a tree?” Konrad kept bugging him, Felix assisting on that matter while also slyly asking if a dog was in the gift ideas.

“I got some lights from the merchant.” Anneleise added softly, showing him the small box of colorful lights. With the pleading eyes, he knew this was a losing battle. And one look from you told him to get a real tree.

A few lycans here and some snow there, Heisenberg finally procured a tree.

“It’s kind of small.” Felix remarked with a grin, knowing it would rile his father up. And he was right and received a small thump to the head, which he pouted at.

“It’s prettier than what I had in mind, so be grateful.” Heisenberg told his boys and they simply nodded.

“I think it’s beautiful.” You told him and he softened at your words. His daughter had already begun to string lights up there from where the tree was in their tiny living space amongst the factory. His sons soon joined in.

“It’s still a little...empty...” Konrad said, and his brother nodded. You knew exactly what they meant. A tree with lights is pretty, but decorations are always needed. However, for once, your man was a step ahead of you.

“Well, well...I have something to fix that. Everyone, especially you two, close your eyes and hold out your hands.” Heisenberg instructed, giving a clear warning to his sons, who just giggled but complied. Once that was clear, he handed out the gifts he put a lot of thought into.

For Anneleise, a small metal kitty.

For Konrad and Felix, two little metal dogs, each one in a different shape.

And for you, an intricately detailed metal heart.

“Alright. Enjoy.” He said nonchalantly, hoping no one would make a big deal out of it. But Heisenberg rarely gets what he wants.

“It’s so cute!” His daughter said while holding the small trinket close to her face.

“You finally got you dog.” You said with a laugh as you watched your sons marvel at the little metal dogs. And you were just blushing over the one you got, flashing him a grateful smile.

“What do we say?” You said to the children who all then gave a chorus of “Thank you dad”. 

“Yes, thank you dear.” You said while walking over to place a hand on his back. Heisenberg grew flustered but kept his face towards the tree as he placed a little trinket of his insignia, the horse, on one of the branches.

“Yeah well...can’t get much out here, and we all agreed that this tree needed some decoration. It was the perfect opportunity.” He said before gesturing for all of you to put the ornaments on the tree.

Afterwards, dinner was starting to be made as the kids played around in the safety of this part of the factory. Heisenberg assisted you, but you did a majority of the work.

“You’re such a good man. I love you, you know.” You said out of the blue, causing his face to turn a bit red. Still, Heisenberg donned a cocky smirk to override that.

“Would you have said that all those years ago?” He asked and you shook your head with a slight laugh.

“Probably not.” You said and he faked a look of offense before playfully swatting your shoulder. The rest of the prep was done in silence until the time to eat came around. 

After an interruption from his children with a mistletoe that appeared out of nowhere, leading to a kiss between the two of you.

As everyone sat at the table, Heisenberg took the time to count in his blessings. He had you, a lovely daughter, and two playful sons. He didn’t know what he did to deserve it, but he was grateful. And as he watched you and Anneleise converse while his sons played with their food, he knew he wouldn’t scorn the holidays anymore.

It truly was the most wonderful time of the year. 

[ghost-with-a-teacup]

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐀 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 ~ 𝐀𝐥𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐃𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐮 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Summary: Alcina is stressed out with all the work she has left to do, and every day it seems as though the pile of things to do grows. You want Alcina to take a break, and more than anything else you miss her but instead of saying that you lock yourself away, ignoring the rest of the world. Unbeknownst to you and her, your daughters miss you both even more. So in an elaborate ploy they get you to spend time with them as well as get you to finally talk to Alcina properly. Things however, don't always go according to plan, do they? OR Lots of family fluff, especially with the Dimitrescu daughters (baking together!! stories!!). It's lighthearted and wonderful <3 Warnings: Some arguing, heightened feelings but nothing too bad. Authors Note: This is actually the first fic that I ever wrote for Lady Dimitrescu, way back in May of last year when I was first falling for her, haha (I had to edit so much, oh my gods. My writing has definitely changed a lot) I hope you enjoy reading this my lovelies~

Storm clouds quickly moved across the horizon, darkening the atmosphere and painting the world in gloom as they approached the castle you have come to call home. It suited the mood you were in quite well to be frank.

You had been lying in bed all morning, moping. Alcina had been up since dawn working on the papers Mother Miranda had tasked her with completing on top of the necessary work that needed to be done to run the winery and village. It had been like this for the last week. Every day it felt as though Alcina was spending more and more time in her office stressing over the things she had to do. It was understandable of course, she was a Countess and had a role to play in the village, but in all honesty you missed her.

You only really got to be with her when she slipped into bed in the middle of the night, pulling you close with a tender kiss pressed to the crown of your head before she had to leave in the next few hours before you woke up.

Nevertheless, you didn't want to be that partner, the one that needed to cling to Alcina's side at every given moment of the day. You and her both valued a level of independence even in the relationship you shared, but still, was it so bad to admit you missed her? Tender touches that were more than just holding you as you slept, the feeling of her plush lips on yours?

Regardless, you didn't want to bother her, especially when she seemed so stressed out. Everything she did was important, so you couldn't bother her simply because you wanted to. And so you continued to lie there, rolling around the bed periodically and being angsty until Daniela came barging into the room, her dark cloak trailing in behind her.

"Are you going to lie in bed all day being depressing?" she said incredulously.

"I have no clue what you’re talking about, Daniela darling," you said as lightly as you could, lifting your face from the pillow you had pressed it into.

"Stop with the dramatics already and get your ass out of bed!" amusement glowing in her eyes.

You just groaned and dug your face back into the pillow. Alcina's pillow... Gods, you missed her.

Daniela sighed, staring at your form almost pitifully. Until she got an idea.

"Oh, I know! Perhaps you could bring Mother her afternoon tea! You could convince her to take a break and have a cute little tea party with her," she said giddily because even if she would rather stab herself with her sickle than want to admit it out loud, she hated seeing you like this and hated how much her Mother had been overworking herself even more. You both deserved this.

You sat in contemplation, thinking about the suggestion.

"But I don't want to bother her Dani, she's already stressed out as is. She probably won't take any breaks until she finishes everything,” you said but sat up contemplating her suggestion.

"And that's exactly why she needs this," she said simply, "she's been working non-stop ever since the last meeting with the other Lords. She NEEDS a break before she tears out all her hair from all the annoyance. I've heard her arguing with Uncle Heisenberg more times than I can count this week alone,” she stated with a roll of her eyes.

You just glanced to the side and sighed. Daniela had a point, of course. But still...

"Don't make me call Cassandra to help me drag you out of bed. It's been DAYS... Mother probably misses you", and she and the girls did too. Over the time you've spent at the castle, you've become like a second mother to the three sisters. But with you doing nothing but staying in the room and their Mother working, the castle lacked the warmth it usually had.

"We can all make cookies together, please?" she said, her eyes pleading.

You looked at her and smiled warmly, it had been far too long since you spent time with the girls. Amidst your longing for Alcina, you had forgotten about the three girls you held just as close to your heart.

You never understood how anyone could call this family monsters when there were moments like this. Yes, they had to drink human blood and kill people. But that was them simply making do with the circumstances they were given, following the nature they couldn’t ignore. Each of the girls you have grown to adore has dazzling personalities and you wouldn’t have them any other way.

"Alright Dani, go call your sisters and come down to the kitchen. I'll meet you there," you said, chuckling at the way her eyes lit up with your words.

"Okay!" she giggled and disappeared in a swarm to find her sisters, overjoyed.

You pulled yourself out of bed with a groan, your muscles weak from not having done anything in a while. But you were happy with Daniela's idea. It gave you time to spend with the girls and a chance to give Alcina a break, the perfect plan. So you went down the stairs of the main hall into the kitchen where the girls were already waiting for you.

As you entered the door, Cassandra gasped with delight, "You made it!"

"That I did," you said, eyes glimmering with amusement at her reaction. Bela stood next to her sister quietly. "Hello my sweet Bela," you said with a smile, ruffling her hair gently. Which was a bit difficult given their tall statures next to yours, but oh well. She just hummed with acknowledgment, a soft smile gracing her lips.

"Okay! What do you girls want to bake today?"

"Oh, oh! How about those lemon meringue cookies? They were so tasty last time you made them, and mother really enjoyed them!" Cassandra suggested.

You paused for a bit in thought, "Those cookies are a bit difficult to make…” At that each of their faces dropped in unison, their disappointment evident. “But I'm sure you girls can manage, any objections?" you asked. In a snap each of their expressions brightened as quick as a coin flip, so amusing you had to choke down a laugh.

“No!” A chorus of their voices rang out, and so the baking in House Dimitrescu began.

All of you made your way to the kitchen, excited chatter filling the room. Quickly dismissing the kitchen staff, you tasked the girls with collecting the ingredients while you prepared the utensils and bowls you'll need and preheated the oven. When they came back with everything, you gave them each task to work on, explaining what they needed to do.

"Dani, you can work on the wet ingredients of the dough. Cass can mix the dry ingredients, and Bela can work on the meringue we need for later. Once we finish with the dough, we can all sit and shape the cookies together, alright?"

There was no argument there, so everything proceeded as planned.

You mainly let the girls do the work because they seemed to enjoy it, stopping around to give instructions and help if any mistakes arose.

At one point, Cassandra ended up throwing a handful of flour on Daniela after she got lemon juice on her cheek.

“DANIELA!! Can you manage your strength for even a moment?!” Cassandra screeched, flicking off the droplets of lemon juice.

“It’s not my fault these things are delicate, what do you want me to do about it?” Daniela sassed back, no remorse on her face at all. With a growl Cassandra’s hand disappeared into the flour bag before whipping it at her sister's face with a smug grin.

“You did not just do that,” Daniela seethed lowly, wiping the flour from her eyes before diving for her sister with the lemon grasped in her hand ominously.

“Enough!” you said, loudly enough to capture their attention and like magic they froze in their spots. “This is supposed to be a nice activity we all can do together, if you can’t get along then Bela and I can finish the cookies ourselves,” you scolded lightly, a disapproving look in your eyes. They both shrink at your words, calming down.

“Daniela, if you do something that upsets your sister then you can argue, and Cassandra accidents can happen. No need for hurt feelings, alright?”

“Sorry…” they each mumble, meanwhile Bela just watches amusedly in the background.

“No harm done my darlings…although Daniela, you might want to go shower little bug. Unless you’d rather look like Kasper the ghost then by all means,” you said with a light chuckle.

“Don’t tease me,” she says with a pout before matching your grin, turning to make her way back to her room to get cleaned up.

From there everything else proceeded smoothly. You had to help Bela a bit with the meringue since it's a bit difficult to heat treat it alone, but overall everything went very well. Once Daniela and Cassandra finished with the dough, everyone gathered around the kitchen table to begin shaping the cookies.

"How was that for baking, girls?" you asked.

"It was fun! Even if Cass did throw flour on me." Daniela grumbled a bit, her hair still wet from the shower she had to take to get all the flour out of her hair.

"Hey! You're the one who almost got lemon juice in my eye, you know how much it stings?!" Cassandra said defensively.

"Okay, okay girls, that's enough. What's done is done. Let's focus on making these cookies look nice, okay?"

They glared a bit at each other but continued shaping the cookies until the dough was gone and the cookies were ready to be put in the oven. The smell of lemony goodness wafted through the air as they baked.

"Mmm, they smell so wonderful. I think Mother will really appreciate this." Bela said contentedly.

"We can have some, right?" Daniela asked. You laughed at the silly question.

"Of course you can, you goof. You girls were the ones who made them after all. It's a given." you smiled, ruffling her hair affectionately. Gods, you loved these girls more than anything.

"Yes! Your baking is always the best!" she said excitedly. The other two agreed.

"At this point it's not really my baking, only my recipe, but thank you, Dani," you grinned. "How about we all go to the fireplace in the main hall while we wait for these to finish baking? I can tell a story for everyone," you suggested, knowing these will take a while before they finish.

"A story! We haven't had a story in ages~" Cassandra said, cheerfully.

"Can you girls keep track of the time for me in case I forget? Four minds remembering is better than one after all."

Everyone agreed and then set off to the seating area in the main hall. Settling in, Bela had her head on your lap, Daniela’s on your shoulder, and Cassandra sitting on a cushion in front of you. Once everyone was comfortable you began telling your story.

You decided to recount the story of Beauty and the Beast because it reminded you of the life you lived in Castle Dimitrescu. Although the Beast seemed cruel, he was only making do with what life had given him. Yes, he acted selfish, cocky, and unforgiving but that was after a lifetime of cruelty from his father. Children learn from their parents, after all. But despite that, he was capable of receiving love from Belle and loving her in turn.

The Dimitrescu family was considered monsters to anyone outside looking in but they had no control over what happened to them as a result of the cadou. They must live with what they were given because that’s all they could do. Despite all this the sides they showed with you were kind and loving, and every moment you had with this family, your family, were moments you cherished.

Once you finished the story, the girls all looked at you with adoration in their eyes.

After a short stretch of silence as the story eased away in everyone’s minds Daniela said, "Although there was no blood and gore... that was a very nice story." she yawned, growing sleepy.

"Not everything needs to be gory, my darling," you said, chuckling lightly. You noticed each of the girls looked a bit tired, which was a given considering you've been baking all day. The story sealed the deal.

"How about you girls go rest a bit. You've been working hard. I'll leave cookies on the kitchen counter for later, and you can have them for dessert, deal?"

They all nodded in agreement, each one turning into swarms before setting off to their individual rooms.

Once they were gone, you went back to the kitchen to take the cookies out of the oven. You still had to wait a bit so they could cool before you could decorate without the meringue simply melting away, so you set them on the countertop to cool. You decided to go to the library to grab a book to read in front of the fireplace back in the main hall. The sound of rain could softly be heard from the outside, no longer gloomy and instead relaxing in the silence.

You had almost forgotten how nice it was to spend time with the girls. As chaotic as they are, they adored you, and you adored them back in turn. It created a warmth in your heart that lingered even as they were gone. You had missed this feeling in the last week. Now the last piece of the puzzle was being able to spend time with your love, Alcina.

After about half an hour, you noticed a dark figure coming down the castle's stairs, almost floating like a phantom. Any other person would perhaps be scared but you knew better than that. Emerging into the light you saw the familiar blonde hair of Bela as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.

"Bela! You're awake already?" you asked.

"Yeah, I wasn't too tired, so I didn't stay asleep for long. What are you doing?" she asked curiously.

"I was just about to go finish decorating the cookies. Would you like to help?"

She nodded wordlessly, following you to the kitchen. Bela was much quieter than Daniela and Cassandra, preferring actions rather than words, only speaking when necessary and not bouncing off the walls all the time. But she was the first daughter you became close to, bonding over books in the library and your knowledge of the world outside the castle doors. She was a smart girl, always in the pursuit of knowledge, and held a warm place in your heart.

You both worked together. You showed her how to pipe the meringue on the cookies. Her being a quick learner picked up the technique quickly, adding a bit of her own personal touch to the cookies. A little while later you both were done.

You looked over at the cookies she designed, admiring her work.

"They look beautiful Bela. Good work" you smiled at her. She blushed pink with words, muttering out a quick "Thank you.". You looked at her affectionately.

"Would you be a dear and plate these for me while I prepare the tea for your mother?"

She nodded, quickly setting off to get a plate, probably still embarrassed. You chuckled quietly, making the earl grey tea your lady loved so much. You were a bit nervous to be honest, even though you shouldn't be. You've been living in the castle for years, and you're nervous to simply bring tea and cookies?

Well, in all fairness, you haven't had a proper conversation with Alcina in a while. Her mood hasn't been the greatest either, with all the things she's been tasked to deal with. Well, there's no point in worrying now, you supposed.

It was time for tea.

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In a few moments Bela came back, cookies plated beautifully on top. You took the plate from her, giving her your thanks. You placed it on a tray alongside the teapot and cups for you to carry to Alcina's room.

"I'm a bit nervous," you said to Bela, fidgeting a bit, "what if she doesn't like everything we did?"

Bela smiled at you reassuringly, "You know Mother isn't like that. There's no need to worry."

You sighed lightly, "I know, but she's been so worked up lately and might not like me forcing a break on her with everything going on."

"Well, you'll never know unless you go see, now go." Bela placed the tray in your hands, gently pushing you along, "You'll be fine."

You took a deep breath and went on your way, nerves making your mind race. You knew she would never hurt you regardless, but with her feelings on edge coming to her right now was a scary prospect. Everything would be fine, right? Yeah, everything will be fine. You're just disturbing your stressed-out 9-foot 6-tall vampire girlfriend while she works, definitely fine.

While you were lost in your head on the walk, all of a sudden you were already in front of Alcina's office. Taking a breath, you knocked lightly on the door. You didn't really have to since you were, well, you, her lover, but you did it anyway given the circumstances.

"What?" You hear her sigh, a bit of irritation in her voice. Well, that's reassuring, you thought.

You walked in, carefully balancing the tray in one hand as you opened the door. You glanced at Alcina, noting eyes clouded with frustration until she realized it was you, eyes softening in the process.

"Ah, hello, my darling," she said, smiling tiredly, "I didn't realize it was you at the door. I apologize for my rudeness, the maids have been coming to me all day for petty reasons and frankly I was growing tired," letting out a low sigh, her exhaustion becomes evident. "What brings you here?" she asked, beckoning you closer with a wave of her hand and a tender look in her eyes.

You smiled back at her and gestured to the tray you were holding. "The girls and I made cookies this morning, and we decided to bring you some for your afternoon tea." You said.

She chuckled lightly, the sound washing over your body like walking out into the sun on a summer day. You loved moments like this with her. When the two of you were alone were the only times Alcina could let her guard down. She was no longer Lady Dimitrescu, Countess of the Village. She was simply Alcina, the love of your life.

"I appreciate your thoughtfulness, dearest. You can leave it on the desk, and I'll enjoy it as I work. Be sure to thank the girls for me." she said. Your face dropped imperceptibly at her words, even now she was still unwilling to take a break?

With a displeased huff you set the tray down on the desk, but if Alcina notices it she doesn’t say anything.

"Alright, I’ll just leave this here I suppose,” you say.

She just hummed and looked back at the paperwork she was looking at.

But before you left, you turned back around, saying, "Alcina?"

"Hm?" She said without looking back up.

"I was wondering if you could, well, take a break?" you asked, willing the nervousness out of your voice.

She glanced up at you now, her expression a little darker than it was.

"Dearest, you know that's not possible right now," she said, her tone a bit irritated.

"I know that, but Alci, you haven't taken any breaks in the last week. You don't join the girls and me for dinner, you hardly leave the office, and you get back in the middle of the night and leave before the sun even comes up. I know your work is important, but you deserve breaks even if you’re this powerful unbreakable being. I don't even see you anymore!" you argue, irritation seeping into your tone now as well.

She glared at you, eyes glinting in anger. "You obviously don't understand how important this work is if you're begging me to take a break like this. Mother Miranda is demanding more of me, and I have to be sure I am up to standard," she says harshly. Your eyes widen at her words. You? Not understanding? Begging?

“Alcina,” you say lowly, “you know me of all people understands what you’re going through. But I’m only worried about you. Mother Miranda would understand the necessity of breaks, and if anything it would help center your focus. This is hardly healthy,” you state.

She growled, "Who are you to tell me what to do? House Dimitrescu has standards to be upheld, and I will not fail to meet these standards because you want to interrupt my work. It just sounds like you're desperate for my attention. This is enough." With a gasp you almost stagger back, her words hitting you like a bucket of ice water. You knew it was the stress talking, but her words hurt you nonetheless. Were you being desperate? You felt tears coming up and a bubble forming in your throat, but you blinked them away. You weren't gonna lose this argument. It was Alcina's well-being we were talking about!

“You have no right to talk to me like that Alcina, even if your status is higher than mine, even if you’re this vampiric countess,” you say sharply, eyes hardening. “For goodness sake, I’m only worried about you! Is that so bad? As your lover I need to make sure you’re happy and healthy, breaks will hel-”

"ENOUGH!" she yelled, interrupting your words before slamming her hands down on her desk. With the force of the impact the tray bounces up and over the edge, cookies breaking and teapot shattering from the impact, the rich liquid seeping into the carpet. You jump, heart racing. After all this time spent in the castle, you’ve seen her this angry, but never at you. The tears you forced down earlier came flooding back, falling down your cheeks. “I…just missed you, Alcina,” you say softly before turning around and practically running out of her office, missing the expression of regret passing over Alcina's face.

You ran. You ran fast, not knowing where you were going, simply going. In your haste, you passed by Cassandra, not noticing her as you went, an expression of worry passing over her face.

You ran until you got to the library, pausing before slumping down with your back against one of the pillars that sat in the middle, the sound of rain making the mood even more depressing. Tucking your knees to your chest, the pain hit you full force as you sobbed.

Was it so bad that you were worried about how she was acting? Was it really so bad that you just wanted to spend time with Alcina? Her words kept playing through your head over and over again, "It sounds like you're just desperate for my attention". It just sent you into another wave of despair, your heart feeling like someone was taking it into their hand and crushing it slowly. It hurt so much.

In your sadness, you didn't hear the door of the library creak open, someone peeking in and checking on you. They looked for a moment, their heart breaking a bit before disappearing just as fast.

In their haste, the person rushed in a swarm to the other side of the castle and burst into the room they knew their sisters would be in.

As Cassandra rushed into the room, Daniela jumped in surprise. "What's wrong? Why are you acting like some maiden escaped the cellar without Mother knowing?" she said worriedly.

"Something happened. Mama was crying in the library, and I heard a crash come from Mother's office." Cassandra said.

Although they haven't found the courage yet, while they were alone the sisters called you Mama. It was only right, you were more caring than any human they had ever met and loved them as any parent would.

Bela's eyes flashed with worry for you. They rarely saw you crying, and if you were, it would be over some simple thing like a character dying in a book. Definitely not because of Mother. Everyone in the house knew of your immense love for each other that transcended even the vastest of universes. Petty arguments would happen of course, that was only a given in any relationship, especially one with two people as different as you and their Mother.

"Maybe they had an argument? You know how Mother gets when she's stressed." Bela said.

Daniela looked angry, "Mama was only trying to get Mother to take a break, and now she's in tears. That's not fair!" The sisters murmured in agreement.

"Okay. There's no need to get worked up. Let's go speak to Mother, yes?" Bela, as calm as always, suggested.

Daniela pouted, "Fine, but if Mother's answers aren't good enough then I’ll get upset," she said.

The sisters all set off to their Mother's office, ready to question her on what happened. But as soon as they entered, Alcina put up her hand, halting their words before anything could be said. "I know, girls. You don't need to tell me." A look of regret passed over her face. "Do you know where they are?"

A look was passed between the sisters, barely discernable in what was meant. Cassandra was the first to speak up.

"You really hurt them, Mother. They were crying as they ran, I mean hell, they didn't even see me as they ran by!" she said, upset at the state she saw you in.

Alcina gave a sigh, her guilt evident in her expression. "I know girls, and I regret the words I said to them. All this work has been stressing me out… but that's not an excuse. I need to make it up to them."

"This is exactly why you needed to take a break, Mother! Do you think your state of mind will get any better if you just keep plowing through everything? Your actions don't only affect you! We..." Cassandra paused in her spiel, glancing to the side a bit "we missed spending time with you Mother. We hardly saw you for more than a few seconds a day. And, m-" she paused again, hesitant to use the word. She took a breath, "Mama missed you even more."

A look of surprise passed over Alcina's face at the use of the word. But Cassandra continued nonetheless.

"She would just lie there in bed all day, moping because of how much she missed your presence. We would see her at meals sometimes, but her sadness was evident. We almost had to drag her out of bed today. But you know why she left? Because she thought she would get to spend time with you when she brought the cookies and tea we made, and yet you go off and hurt her feelings."

Alcina sighed, regret overwhelming her sense at the thought of making her daughters and her beloved miserable with her actions.

"I promise to make it up to you girls. I'll take a break for the next couple of days to spend time with everyone, okay? Mother Miranda can wait. Family is more important, I should have realized as much sooner," she smiled reassuringly at the girls, and they did so in turn.

"Now," she says, standing to full height, "can you tell me where your Mama is?" she smiled warmly at the thought of her girls calling you Mama. Cassandra blushed at her Mother's words.

"She's in the library. Now go make it up to her, Mother!" Daniela said, pushing her Mother out through the door. The girls disappeared in a swarm of giggles, Alcina shaking her head and smiling at her daughter's antics.

You on the other hand still sat in the library. The tears had stopped flowing but there was still the occasional sniffle every once in a while. But although your tears may have stopped, your feelings were still hurt.

You sighed. There was no point in staying here anymore, sitting on the cold hard ground when there was a bed you could mope in more comfortably. So you hauled yourself up and headed to the door, but something stopped you in your tracks.

Through the doorway, you saw Alcina bending down to get through. You felt another wave of emotion wash over you, but you shoved it down. You weren't gonna cry again, at least not in front of her.

When she straightened up, she glanced around until her eyes fell on you. In the softest, warmest voice, she said, "Darling." And despite telling yourself not to, your eyes filled with tears again against your will. Alcina noticed this and rushed over, pulling your body close to hers.

You sobbed into her dress, the feeling overwhelming. She only held you gently, running her fingers through your her soothingly. After a bit, you calmed down again, done crying for the day. You said the first thing that came to mind, "You dropped the cookies." you said, pouting.

Alcina let out her rich laughter at how adorable you looked, the sound settling you further. You grinned at her. "Yes, I did, my darling." Her face turned serious.

"I'm sorry for the words I said to you today, my love. I never meant a single word of what I said. I know you were only worried about me, and in turn, I lashed out at you, and that was unfair." she paused, and you waited for her to continue. "Mother Miranda has been... less than forgiving lately and needs more and more work to be done by me. And my idiot of a brother Heisenberg continues to only be a nuisance, bothering me every second of the day. And I know that's no excuse for my treatment of you, and so I apologize. As your lover it is my job to ensure you're happy and healthy," Your eyes widened at the use of your words to her from earlier, "and I failed to do that in the past week. Will you forgive me?" she asked, her hand running gently over your cheek as you looked up at her.

"Of course I will, my love. It doesn’t make what you did okay but I understand what you were going through, and I know you didn't mean your words. I’ll always forgive you," You smiled up at her, adoration in your eyes. "But still, you need to take a break, Alcina. All this work can't possibly be good for you," you said.

"Good thing I'm taking a couple of days off to spend time with you and the girls." Your eyes widened in surprise at your words, and she only chuckled at your expression. "How could I not, when my daughters tell me about how much their Mama has missed me?" she smirked. You blushed at her words.

"Yeah..." you laughed nervously, "I did miss you a lo- wait, Mama?" you said in confusion at her words. Alcina only laughed at your expression.

"It seems as though the girls have begun to call you Mama," she said fondly. You blushed but were overjoyed at the thought.

"They're so adorable," you said happily.

"They are, aren't they," Alcina replies.

During the time of your conversation the clouds had cleared as cliché as that sounded, and from beyond the clouds the afternoon sun made its appearance and basked the both of you in an ethereal golden glow.

Alcina takes this into account as she caressed your cheek tenderly, admiring how you shined in the light so beautifully, "Would you care to dance with me, my darling?" she says, looking down at you fondly.

You felt your cheeks warming once more at her words. Even after all this time she never failed to fluster you like a teenager and their first love.

"I would love to," you say softly, looking into her golden eyes that somehow shone even brighter than the only star in the solar system.

With that she smiles warmly, gently taking your face into her hands and kissing you tenderly before grasping your smaller hands in hers.

Slowly you both rocked back and forth, revelling in the atmosphere and the sound of Alcina's velvety voice as she hummed a soft tune, your argument is already forgotten with this moment.

You felt loved and safe in Alcina's embrace, your worries flowing away. The love you felt for each other knew no bounds, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

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After Dinner

"Mmm! These cookies are so good! I should totally become a baker!" Dani said, happily eating the cookies.

"You wouldn't last a day. And anyway, we all made the cookies together remember? It isn't even your recipe, it's ma-" Cassandra froze, slowly looking at you.

You grinned, mischief in your eyes, "It's what, Cassandra? Mama's recipe?" you laughed at the blush that spread across Cassandra's face, before ruffling her hair. Cassandra glared at her mother, embarrassed.

"Mother!" she exclaimed. You laughed again at that.

"It's okay girls, I don't mind you calling me Mama. I think it's very sweet." You smile warmly at each of the girls.

Each of the girls blushed, nodding at your words, and continued to eat their dessert. You glanced up and grinned at Alcina who only smiled back lovingly at you.

Yeah, you wouldn't have it any other way.

A/N: I honestly think this is my favourite fic that I've written for Alcina, apart from my long one probably. I just hold it close to my heart with it being the first fic that I've written for her on top of how absolutely fluffy it is (and hurt/comfort is my favourite oh gods). I hope you all enjoyed reading! <3

[rallamajoop]

With regards to the Four Lords, could it be the case in which the nobility becomes less and less prominent over the course of history instead of Miranda just giving the Lords these names? The Four Kings are considerably ancient, their crests and murals predating Miranda. Heisenberg and Moreau seem to have been commoners. Donna at least lived in her family estate. And Alcina, while a noblewoman, isn’t even from the village — but does seem to have ancestral ties to it.

I'd love to answer your question, but I'm really not clear on what you're asking.

I assume you're referring to all the hints I talked about in my post on the four lords, suggesting some-or-all of them weren't originally from the village, and/or probably had no claim to being descendants of the village's legendary families. But by "instead of Miranda just giving the Lords these names" – giving who which names? Miranda could’ve renamed the four survivors of her experiments after the ‘lords’ of legend to give them more legitimacy; she could’ve convinced the people of the village they were descended from the village’s four founders without changing their names – heck, we don’t even know for sure what the four founders’ names were. The game contains a bunch of contradictory info on that point, and you can pretty much come up with any theory you like to resolve it.

For the sake of the argument though, here’s basically what we’ve got to go on.

1. The four statues, presumed to be of the village's four founders/noble houses (and that one old diary referencing their existence), and other very old structures around the village, such as the castle and stronghold

2. Crests and carvings from around the village representing the current four 'lords' as Dimitrescu, Benviento, Moreau and Heisenberg (there’s a vague mention of these in the old diary too)

3. The treasures you can collect, naming the four founders instead as Berengario, Cesare, Guglielmo and Father Nichola (these could be first rather than last names, but they certainly don't add any support for Miranda's version of events)

4. Various statements from documents scattered around the game suggesting that Dimitrescu isn't from the village, that Donna's been a 'lord' less than 25 years', that Heisenberg mocks the idea of his own lordship, etc

How do we resolve all these contradictory clues? However you like! The game runs on twisted fairy tale logic anyway, and for all I know, half these ‘clues’ may be accidents that came out of miscommunication during development. Impeccable lore was unlikely to be anyone’s priority.

But for me, I like the idea I raised back on my original post on the four lords, that none of them have any real claim to being descended from the four founders named on those relics, and Miranda just told the village they had, in attempt to lend them some legitimacy. So why are their names on that one carving in the cave? Look, just because it’s carved in stone doesn’t mean it’s ancient – Miranda could well have had the carving modified or even completely recreated. Maybe the original carving mentioned in that old document was destroyed long ago, and the new one could be a forgery, conveniently ‘rediscovered’ in the last hundred years. It could all be as phony as the notion of Miranda as the ‘protector’ of the village.

You don’t have to buy that answer, of course. Maybe those relics are meaningless, those names have been carved in the cave for centuries, and Miranda just rechristened all her most successful experiments in honour of the legend. Or maybe some of the four lords have legitimate claims to being descended from those legendary founders, and others required Miranda to get creative with the facts. Anything’s possible!

I don’t know where you’re getting the idea that Dimitrescu has any ancestral ties to the village though. The info we get tells us that she's the descended from a fallen noble, and that she’s specifically not from the village (more on this in my other post). It's possible the fallen noble she's descended from came from the village originally, but we’ve got nothing to suggest that. Dimitrescu states in her diary that Miranda 'gave her' the castle. The notes on winemaking allude to the castle having 'previous occupants'. Even her daughters were Miranda’s experiments, ‘given’ to Dimitrescu (and given new names to boot) when they survived. And I kind of love the idea that the imperious Lady Dimitrescu is such a complete phony right below the surface – it ties in well thematically with all the rest of Miranda’s bullshit.

Donna’s the one character most likely to have ‘legitimate’ claims to lordship. We know she at least comes from the village, and from a wealthy family – it makes little sense that Miranda could’ve had her renamed. Moreau and Heisenberg are ciphers by comparison: they could’ve grown up in the village, or they could be outsiders like Dimitrescu. And Lord knows if even the writers of RE8 had clear backstories in mind for any of them.

So unless RE9 turns out to be, like, the definitive horror history of the village from 8 (unlikely), I really doubt we’ll ever get clearer answers than the confusing tidbits from the game itself. And as much fun as I’ve had piecing the clues together that hint that the lords may all be fakes, there are still more gaps than real information. The rest is really up to your imagination.  

[ivy-loves-chocolate]

Angel deserves the world I hurt her so much.

Karl seems like the type of person to walk in meetings with Injury, I feel like for Miranda "family" she has meetings weekly or at least every couple weeks, and game nights ARE I thing

So Karl walking in the meeting with a really Baad shoulder injury and cuts along his face (one of his experiments gone wrong)

Alicna teasing him he can't even get there withouts being a mess,

Jet glaring slightly like what the heck he looks like he's losing alot of blood alicna

(angel and Karl are not dating this is probably right after he saw her wings for the first time, the reason why the experimental went wrong was because he was so distracted thinking about her, his new realization he loves her, and all the issues that could cause)) Angel walking over gently looking at him concerned only her hood down so he can see her beautiful face he says "I'm fine angel, no need to dote on me, a little Injury won't do me no harm" she still sat in front of him with a clean alcohol drenched cloth he insisted"angel. No I can handle it!" She looking down not wanting to upset him but really cannot bare him being injured,

(angel literally never asks for anything she still a truamtic thing)

she looks up at him. Worry in her eyes, it hurts, she's normal always smiling, was she really that worried over me. "Sorry angel, I. Didn't mean to yell at ya, " apologize came hard for Karl but.. looking at her face made it much easier, she signed "can I help? Or can you patch it up please? ....." He sighed and let her. She was so gently but the alcohol still felt like hell. her gently wiping his face, patching him up with such care, then moved on to his shoulder that had a hole in it,gently removing his ripped jacket. (stopping herself from hugging it it smelt like him, she doesn't think she deserves that comfort and the jacket isn't hers, in her head) gently moving his shirt hair etc and patching him up, before sewing up the hole, and then the hole in his jacket, passing him his jacket, Karl only then realized he was staring at HER the entire time not what she was doing, she could have drugged him and he wouldn't have noticed, why did she have to be so gentle?

Jet watching the two, knowing how bad Karl has if for his sister, I'f it where anyone else Karl would have killed them for even going near him or mentioning it, and the sorry? Icing on the cake,

Alicna actually also toke notice, with how gently Karl looked at her, and how less agreesive he seemed to be, he was really gentle with her for being the Brutis man she knows he is,

Donna, Angie and the fish dude, creating ship names already.

Miranda watching carefully at angels knowledge, and how Karl seemed....less stressed. Angel was always caring towards everyone, but. Something WAS there for Karl. She felt something, just like when she protected him. She cares deeper for him, ....angel didn't still have a place to stay, maybe for now Miranda could have her stay with Karl, help them a little,

Aaaa, they are so cute omg! I like how Karl tries to play it tough but fails. I also like how obvious his affection for Angel is, and it's so cute to see this man be gentle and apologize.

Also, fish dude lmao, i loved that.

Donna, Angie and the fish dude are having a little gossip group, and they gather at Donna's house every Friday to talk about the latest news in the village. Sometimes Miranda and Alcina's daughters join too.

[the-insomniac-emporium]

I love your writing.

if it's not too much trouble may i make a request? I'm thinking the Dimitrescu women meeting and/or courting a fellow immortal.

the circumstances of the immortal's powers and possession of immorality are entirely up to you. I just like the idea of them meeting someone they could literally spend forever with...because they deserve it ❤

I wasn't sure if you wanted a story or headcanons? I went with HCs, here, but if you wanted more of a drabble or whatever just lemme know and I'll write something like that.

Also, I got excited and carried away so this has the whole Dimitrescu family, plus shorter ones for both Mother Miranda and Donna. Admittedly Alcina's is also a little on the shorter side? I tried to write everything that came to mind, but I am kinda tired right now, sorry. Might reblog this and add some more later.

(Under read-more for length)

Cassandra:

Tries (and fails) to hide her excitement. Mortality is one of the bigger things that has made her keep her distance to others, at least in the past. Every Maiden she’s ever been the slightest bit smitten with, up until this point, has been incredibly fragile. Seeing as she’s not exactly the softest person, one can easily imagine why that would be a turn off for her. But now that’s no longer a problem!

On the other had… having an immortal partner gives Cassandra pause. Why? Because what if they breakup? Normally, she can just, ahem, “dispose” of any exes (regardless of how much it hurts) so she doesn’t have to see them/deal with them anymore. If that’s not an option, she’ll definitely take longer than usual to do anything about her feelings. She wants to be sure, 100%, before she gets in over her head. Chances are she won’t hold back for as long as she wants though.

Likely to have a loud, messy confession. She’ll have been avoiding you for a few days, always ducking out of whatever rooms you enter, leaving you both hurt and confused. After enlisting the help of her sisters, you’ll be able to corner her outside. She’ll tell you, under no uncertain circumstances, to leave her alone. But you’ll refuse, demanding an explanation.

“I thought we had something. I thought you cared,” you’ll snap, eyes watering. “If that’s changed… if I was wrong, just tell me. I’ll leave and I’ll never come back.” Cue thunder and raining (because tropes) and Cassandra dramatically pulling you into a kiss, holding you so tightly you think you might bruise. Then she’s demanding that you stay, refusing to apologize but making it clear just how much she does care.

Being immortal, you’re not as defenseless as some of Cassandra’s past interests. Naturally, she doesn’t get quite as protective as she normally would. She’ll still have your back no matter what, ready to fight by your side against any foe, and will probably consider doing so a “fun bonding activity”. Oh, some lycans are encroaching on Dimitrescu territory? Time to go destroy them, as a power couple!

Despite having all the time in the world, Cassandra won’t change much of her actual courting behavior, nor the rate at which things advance. She’s still gonna get handsy fairly early on, still gonna “rah!” at you in the hallways, and still going to struggle with her jealousy.

Immortality Compatibility: I can see Cassandra going for another vampire (or vampire adjacent) creature, or someone demonic. She likes her lovers a bit rough, with some nice bite to their personalities. If you’ve got sharp teeth, or claws, or glowing eyes? Oh boy, she’s gonna be making heart eyes at you all the time.

Bela:

If your immortality isn’t immediately obvious, Bela is over the moon with joy when she finds out. Her eyes will go wide for a moment, before she tries to seem calm (so as to not freak you out), but her heart is pounding. This is what she’s been hoping for. As much as Mother Miranda has done for her family, there’s no guarantee that she’d be willing to give more. Even if Miranda granted Bela’s lover her “gift”, there was no telling what the results would be, or if the lover would survive. Now that there’s no need for such a transformation, it’s far easier for Bela to imagine herself in love (and eventually be in love).

Slow-burn romance over a decade or longer, oops. Doesn’t even necessarily mean to take things so slowly, just doesn’t feel a need to rush things, preferring that they develop organically. With both of you having unlimited time, you’re both used to working on a very large timescale. Maidens watching the two of you probably place bets on how long it’ll take you to hold hands for the first time. Everyone knows it’s coming, but no matter how much Cassandra and Daniela complain, Bela refuses to jump into things. By the time the two of you are officially together, you’re probably madly in love with each other.

More protective than Cassandra, if only because she knows just how rare you are. Immortal or not, you likely still have a weakness, and Bela will do everything in her power to make sure no one else knows what it is. If applicable, she will also ensure she has a countermeasure readily available. For example: If you were weak to fire, she’d make sure that the castle keeps extinguishers handy, just in case. Though they should probably already do that. Not that the Dimitrescu family cares much for OSHA compliance.

Somehow grows more in love with you with every passing year, and makes sure that you know this. Whether you’ve been together for one year or one century (because in this house we ignore canon), she’s always performing little acts of love, giving constant reminders of how strongly she feels. Gifts, special dates, book recommendations, etc.

Immortality Compatibility: Bela seems like the type to go for someone with a calming presence, and perhaps somewhat of a contrast to herself. I can picture her with someone somewhat angelic, or druidic, someone very in tune with nature. She’d love to feed deer with you and relax in the forest! Or lay against a tree by your side, listening to you talk about various microorganisms for hours at a time.

Daniela:

Practically tackles you when she finds out/connects the dots. This is just like one of her romance novels, where a lonely (attractive as fuck) immortal spends years in isolation before finally meeting the love of their life, who they get to spend the rest of eternity with. Absolutely ecstatic about the whole situation. Won’t stop kissing you and pulling you close, rambling about how great it’s gonna be to spend your lives together. Honestly? Kind of overwhelming. You might have to remind her a few times that you don’t have to rush into things, considering you have all the time in the world.

Introduces you to people as her “super cool/rad immortal life partner”. Genuinely cannot bring herself to not brag about you. If her sisters haven’t found someone like you yet, you can bet that Daniela will tease them about it all the time (much to their annoyance). If Momma Alcina doesn’t, though? Dani will keep her thoughts to herself, thank you very much (being grounded at her age does not impress the s/o).

Tries not to show it, but she’s actually very nervous. You’re immortal! You’ve probably seen a lot of shit (she certainly has)! Worries about keeping you interested in her, though she would never admit it. This tends to lead to her performing ridiculous acts to showcase her affection, regardless of the cost or, like, whether or not you’d even enjoy whatever she has planned. In order to counter her anxiety, you’ll want to reassure her whenever you can, and give her plenty of “I love you”s.

Strikes a decent balance between Cassandra’s nonchalant attitude and Bela’s protectiveness. Will defend you if you need it, playing up the romantic aspect, but also entirely willing to hide behind you in a scary situation.

Immortality Compatibility: Having probably read Twilight… Dani would date a werewolf, as long as they weren’t the smelly kind. Also interested in a sort of “magical”/elemental type, especially if their powers are influenced by emotions. In other words, if someone flirts with her in front of you, and your response is to subconsciously light your hands/the other person on fire? She thinks that’s hot, pun intended.

Alcina:

“Oh? Interesting,” she’d say, smiling softly (and trying to ignore the heat rushing to her face). Similarly to Cassandra, she’d try to play it off, not wanting to seem too excited. And, well, she’s not as excited as any of her daughters are. After all, she’s had more time than them to “get used” to the idea of outliving any potential romantic interests. So, she’s not exactly desperate for a relationship, even with someone she could spend an eternity with.

That being said, if she is romantically interested in them, she’s very relieved. Outliving a loved one can be incredibly traumatizing (fuck you c*pcom, you know what you did), and knowing that you’re safe (or at least safer than most) brings her no small amount of comfort.

Also, just glad to have another person close to her age around. Her daughters are somewhat stuck as young adults, and I imagine Alcina would want someone who gained immortality a little later in life, such as herself, as opposed to, ya know, reminding her of her children. That probably goes without saying. Hopefully.

More so than her daughters, Alcina would change her level of protectiveness depending on her s/o’s power level. If you’re a shapeshifter who can also turn into a big ass dragon? Then she’s not going to coddle you. If you’re immortal but still vulnerable, then she’s going to do her best to keep you safe, even going so far as to enlist the assistance of her daughters. “If you see a single Maiden growing mistletoe, or bringing some in from the village, let me know immediately,” or something like that, depending on your weakness.

Immortality Compatibility: Definitely would want someone in a situation similar to herself, having once been truly human, only to be “elevated” by something. Bonus points if you’re another disciple of Miranda, double bonus points if Miranda specifically “made” you to be Alcina’s boo/honey/darling/dear.

Bonus! Mother Miranda:

Oh god finally someone who won’t leave her (can’t leave her). No one can take you away from her, and that’s a relief that she’s been craving for over a century. Even if romance isn’t high on her priority list, she welcomes it with open arms, glad to have someone by her side through all of life’s chaos.

Admittedly slow to trust at first, probably just using you as a tool at first. But prove yourself enough, show that your devotion is more than just misdirected self-interest, and she’ll start to warm up to you. Forming a real relationship would likely take a couple decades, similar to with Bela. Once you are together, however, the two of you are inseparable in all matters.

You’d be her #1 follower, most trusted adviser, and the only person allowed to understand 100% of her thoughts and motives. While Miranda wouldn’t allow you to be seen as the same level as her (sorry), you’d still be a legend among the villagers. To them, you’re Mother Miranda’s champion, the epitome of a devoted follower that they all aspire to emulate. Not that they know the two of you are a couple, though.

Immortality Compatibility: No gimmicks, no cheap tricks, she wants (and respects) a fellow scientist, someone who clawed their way through adversity and forged themselves into something indestructible. Double the interest if you did so for a similar cause to her own, as she would appreciate your ability to relate to her suffering.

Bonus! Donna:

Someone to play with! FOREVER! No more losing people she cares about, no more accidentally breaking people, no more people scrambling to leave. Now that she has you, she can finally spend some quality time with another (living?) person. Honestly her dolls (or at least Angie) are just as excited as she is. Regardless of her relations with the other three Lords, Donna much prefers the company of a lover.

For real though she’s shy as hell and you might not even realize who’s pulling the strings until you’ve been in her house for over a year. She’d probably use her powers to trap you inside, at least at first, though they’d be nice hallucinations. You’d have to treat the dolls nicely, especially Angie, before she’d let you interact with her.

Eventually you’d be allowed to leave, and you’d be given a key to return whenever you wanted to. Assuming that you do, in fact, come back, the two of you would have a very, very slow romance, if only because of Donna’s anxiety. Hand holding makes both of your faces turn beet red, seriously.

Immortality Compatibility: *chanting* GHOST GIRLFRIEND GHOST GIRLFRIEND POLTERGEIST PARTNER POLTERGEIST PARTNER WOOHOO! Something with a flexible, only-sometimes-tangible form, who absolutely could have left at any time but didn’t because they wanted to stay.

[ladydimitrescuspet]

A Living Hell

ao3 link! a little bit of angst for you beautiful souls! I must admit that I hurt my feelings writing this so I ask that you send alcina some love and all the positivity that you can! as always sorry for any grammatical errors, please enjoy, and let me know your thoughts if you want to share them!

warning: no happy ending, sorry!

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“Mother, I think Y/N’s broken. They’re afraid of me, they’ve never been afraid of me.” Daniela said to her mother.

Alcina motioned for her daughter to come over to her, patting her lap. When Daniela was on her lap, her head rested against her mother. “Y/N’s...” Alcina trailed off, gathering her words together properly. “I know Y/N acts a little different around us nowadays, but.... because of that wretched man-thing and what he did, their memories of us have disappeared, for lack of a better word.” Alcina explained.

“Disappeared? Will they come back?” Daniela asked with a small frown.

Alcina pressed a kiss to Daniela’s forehead. “It’s complicated, darling. With Y/N’s amnesia, there’s no telling if they’ll retain their memories ever again. Donna’s doing all she can to monitor their progress.”

“But?” Daniela questioned.

Alcina sighed. “But it’s not looking hopeful.” Alcina replied. Daniela sniffled, her eyes watering. “Nonetheless, my sweet girl, we’ll do all we can to create new memories with them. We must, however, gain their trust again. Where are your sisters?”

“In Y/N’s room.” Daniela replied quietly.

“That’s no good. If Y/N’s scared of you then there’s no doubt that they’re scared of them as well. Up now, Dani.” Alcina said.

Daniela pouted. “Carry me, momma?” Daniela asked, giving her mother her best puppy dog eyes.

Alcina sighed again, a small smile forming on her face. “Fine, fine. Come now, let us go tend to our guest.” Alcina said as she stood from her chair, her daughter in her arms.

As they walked the halls toward your room, Daniela asked her mother some questions. “What if Y/N doesn’t want to create new memories with us? What if they never love us the same way they used to?”

“It will take time, Daniela, but we will do what we can. Unfortunately, we cannot force them to want more with us just because of how things used to be. They have to want those things on their own, do you understand?” Daniela nodded her head. “Good, good. Down you go, dear.” Alcina said as she placed Daniela on the floor before knocking on the door in front of them.

Cassandra opened the door. “Hello, Mother.” Cassandra said. “Y/N’s locked themselves in the bathroom and they won’t come out. They keep screaming that we’re murderers and they want to go home.” Tears welled in Cassandra’s eyes.

“Oh, my darling, I’m sorry. I’ll explain once I calm them down.” Alcina replied, her hand coming up to run her hand over Cassandra’s hair before cupping her cheek. “Like I told Daniela, it’ll take some time, but we will help them readjust to life in the castle.”

Cassandra nodded her head. “Of course, Mother.”

“Mother, has Cassandra told you about Y/N? They’ve been acting very strange since they woke up.” Bela said as she entered the room, a plate in her hand. “I thought it would be nice for them to eat.”

Alcina smiled at her daughter. “That’s very kind of you, Bela. Leave the plate on the vanity, I’ll make sure they eat.” Alcina said. “Why don’t you girls go entertain yourselves before washing up for dinner while I talk to them.” The girls nodded their heads before exiting the room.

Alcina knocked on the bathroom door. “Go away. Leave me alone.” You responded, the door muffling your voice.

“Darling, I’m afraid I can’t do that.” Alcina replied. “Why don’t you come out here and have something to eat? I sent my daughters away, but Bela brought you some food.”

“I’m not hungry. Can you please just leave me alone?” You asked.

Alcina sighed. “I’m afraid I can do that, dragoste.” Alcina let out a small grunt as she positioned herself to sit up against the wall by the bathroom door. “How about this? If you talk to me about what’s wrong, I’ll give you your space, okay?” Alcina suggested.

You mulled the offer over for a moment before ultimately agreeing to it. You slowly opened the door, a bit shocked to see the Lady on the floor. You sat across from her, your back against the bed. You put as much distance between the two of you as you could.

You bit your lip and sighed. “I don’t want to be here. I want to go home.” You said.

“But darling, you are home. Castle Dimitrescu is your home. Has been for a few decades.” Alcina replied.

You shook your head. “No. No. This is not my home. My house is in the village with my family. I don’t belong here. I don’t want to belong here.” You looked up at her with tears in your eyes. “I just want to go home. Please let me go home.”

You could see the pain in Alcina’s eyes as you pleaded with her. “I’m afraid with the most recent events that have happened, your home is no longer intact. And darling, your family…” Alcina trailed off.

You shook your head. “No, you’re lying. Stop lying to me. Take me home. Now.” You demanding as you stood up and walked over to her. “Take. Me. Home.”

Alcina sighed before rising to her full height. “As you wish, draga mea.” Alcina replied. “But you will not be permitted to stay on the premises, it isn’t safe to do so as it once was.” You frowned at her words, but you knew she was probably right.

It wasn’t until the next that you and the Lady of the Castle travelled down to the village. The shops were all boarded up, the homes were more rundown than the last time you’d been down there. Despite that, you could see the villagers working on their homes to fix them from the event that happened that the Lady had mentioned.

“What… what happened?” You asked as the two of you walked down the road. You thought you might have needed to give her directions, but she seemed to know where she was going. She looked down at you with a raised eyebrow, confusing etching her facial features a bit. “You mentioned some kind of event or events that happened.”

“Ah.” Alcina grimaced slightly as she thought about. “I guess you could call it an invasion. A one man invasion.” Alcina replied. She cleared her throat before continuing. “You see, Mother Miranda is… in need of something. She, well, she found the perfect thing to help her out so she took it. And we, unfortunately, suffered the consequences of her actions. You were injured during the events protecting ou- my daughters from him. He attacked you from behind with some object, hitting your head thus causing you to fall unconscious. A very heartbreaking moment, dear. And then you were in a coma and my dearest sister, Donna, has taken to monitoring your progress during your amnesia.” Alcina explained.

You frowned. “Amnesia?” Alcina hummed. You shook your head. “No. I can’t, that can’t be. I don’t… I don’t remember ever being at the Castle. Ever.” You stared ahead as you came up to the ruins of what used to be your home.

“And what do you remember?” Alcina asked, putting her hand on your shoulder.

You flinched, moving away from her. “Don’t touch me.” You snapped. “As for your question, I remember saying good night to my family and then going to sleep. Then when I woke up, I was at the Castle, in your…” You trailed off as you tried putting the pieces together. “Your eyes widened in horror. “You. You did this. You caused this.”

“Darling, wha-“

You cut her off. “Don’t act innocent. You killed my family, destroyed my home, and kidnapped me. Making up some story about some man invading the village as the perfect cover.” You glared at her. “Did you think I wouldn’t figure it out? That I would just believe your lies?” You could see the pain and hurt in Alcina’s eyes. You moved away from her when she reached her hand out to you again. “I said don’t fucking touch me!” You hissed.

“I’m sorry.” Alcina said softly. “But I didn’t do this. You… you came to the Castle to work. To provide for your family.” Alcina let a small smile grace her face as her eyes teared up a bit. “You were quite clumsy when you started out. The girls didn’t think we should keep you on after your first week, but I… I saw something in you. I made you my personal hand servant after that week. You were terrified. I remember how scared you looked when you found yourself in a room with me, alone. I can’t count how many times I had to reassure you that you were safe with me, for weeks on end. It did take a while for you to warm up to me, but after that you were very confident in your role. We got close, you got close to the girls too. Then one thing led to another. We married. And then that man-thing destroyed the peaceful and loving family I had by taking you away from us.” Alcina sniffled, a few tears falling down her cheeks.

A part of you believed her story, feeling a little tingle within yourself as she told it. But you knew it wasn’t true. “You’re very good.” You replied. Alcina stared at you, purely confused by your words. “At lying. At weaving words together to make them sound believable. You almost had me, almost made me believe that that’s what really happened.” Alcina opened her mouth to say something, but you shook your head. “Don’t bother. You want to know something?”

“Know what?” Her tone sounded a bit lost, you could tell she was beyond hurt by your words.

“That you’re a monster.” You replied. That broke her heart, you could tell the moment you said it, watching her expression crack when you called her a monster. “You take young girls from their homes, kill the men and eat them if they even breathe in your direction. Murdering those girls to use their blood for your so called wine. And call it a form of living, a way for you to survive. You’re a murderer. You’re a monster. But you see yourself as a God, like what you’re doing is okay. It’s not, it’s disgusting. You disgust me. Your daughters disgust me.”

“Y/N, please. You don’t… you don’t mean that. You don’t mean it.” Alcina pleaded slightly as she tried to reach out to you again.

You pushed her hand away, forcefully. “I said don’t fucking touch me. Do not fucking touch me.” You were breathing heavily. You shook your head. “I have to leave. I need to get out of here. You’re monsters, all of you. Every single last one you.” You started walking backwards, away from Alcina. Away from the village. “I'd say I hope you all rot in hell, especially you, but you're already living in it.” You said, spitting at the ground before turning around.

Alcina fiddled with your engagement ring and wedding ring as she watched you walk away from her, tears flowing down her face. She was going to give them back to you when the two of you got back from the village. After she told you what happened. She hadn’t expected you to react that way, didn’t consider this scenario.

Alcina didn’t come after you, she knew she’d already lost you. Twice now. No sense in trying to force you into something you didn’t want. Maybe you always felt this way and the attack was your guiding light, the one you needed to clear your mind and realise just how horrible of a person she was. The girls crowded their Mother as she came home, questioning your whereabouts when they didn't see you.

“Y/N will no longer be residing with us, girls.” Alcina replied. “You may send some maids to clean up the guest room and then you may go play. But I ask that you refrain from ever mentioning Y/N, wipe the Castle of their presence. Get rid of it all.” Alcina requested. “They are as dead to us as we are to them and it will stay that way forever.”

“But Mother…” Daniela started, but quickly found herself closing her mouth at her Mother’s intense stare. “Yes, Mother.” Daniela said dejectedly. Her sisters following her lead before dispersing into their swarms.

Alcina sighed as she made her way to her chambers, placing your rings in the box she’d gotten them in. “Good bye, iubirea mea.” Alcina said softly as she closed the box and placed it on her vanity. The only things she wished to remember you by, allowing only a small part of you to reside in her home and her heart.

[heisenbergsmetalboobie]

Here's some headcannons no one asked for, for the lords since I can't get a single one of them out of my head.

Please be aware this is only how I see each character! If you have different hcs, cool these are just mine :)

Alcina Dimitrescu

She's a lesbian or well, she likes female presenting people. In my opinion, there's no denying that she hates men. For goodness sake she calls Ethan 'stupid manthing.'

'Why does she hate men?' You ask well, i believe that the men of the village caused her to hate men. It's clear that Alcina is extremely attractive, but maybe some of the men in the village took it too far: Cat-calling her and eventually her daughters. Their comments overtime annoyed her, especially when if came to her daughters. She fixed it by bringing the men to castle dimitrescu and, as heisenberg puts it, the man's dick is cut off in the castle.

When castle dimitrescu was more lively, Alcina had a couple flings with some of her maids. Though all of her maids end up dead one way or the other, I think she turned the ones she liked the most into Moroaică. The rest obviously were turned into dinner for her and her daughters

Speaking of daughters, Alcina is definitely a better mother than mother Miranda. Seeing as Miranda saw her and the rest of her siblings as monsters, I'm sure Alcina was kind to her daughters. I don't think she'd want them to feel like monsters themselves, so their childhoods were filled with many positive affirmations. Maybe, too many seeing as all three girls have very large egos.

Alcina's opinions on the other lords are very clear. She has hatred for all of them, though it varies depending on each one. The one she hates the least is probably Donna, she enjoys their company somewhat. That is, as long as Angie isn't around. Alcina hates that stupid doll, honestly she hates all the dolls. They oddly make her unsettled, as if Donna wasn't unsettling anyways.

Moreau is hated by Alcina due to him thinking that Miranda is actually his mother. Well, he may not say it out loud but the way he addresses her and looks at her makes Alcina sick. His looks are only the cherry on top, in her mind how could she be family with something that looks like that?

Lastly is Heisenberg. At first, she didn't mind his presence. He didn't look like an abomination and could hold decent conversation, that was until she saw how much Mother Miranda favored him. This pissed her off to no end, after learning that she began to see more flaws in him. From the way he speaks to his manners, almost every part of him infuriates her. How could Mother Miranda favor such a man child? How could she pick Heisenberg over her? Now even being around him for meer minutes makes her want to shred him to bits.

Donna Beneviento

When it comes to sexuality and gender, Donna can't really express it though Angie can I don't think they would be willing to tell their 'family' their identity. If Donna were to express it, I'd feel she'd use she/they pronouns or identity as nonbinary. I can't really explain it, I just get nonbinary vibes from them. As for sexuality, I'm unsure of their romantic attraction but she's definitely asexual. Once again, I can't explain it but they have the vibes.

Aside from Angie, Donna has built every single one of her dolls from scratch. Seriously they even carve the wood and hand paint each one. Creating these dolls is one of the few things that bring Donna peace. Honestly, she sees these dolls as more of a family than Mother Miranda's 'family.'

Another one of Donna's hobbies includes tending to their plants. Seriously, in the spring and summer months her home is covered in beautiful greenery. They are just fascinated with how plants can be used for other purposes, like with the fungal-infected plants. Almost all the books within her estate are about different plants and their properties and the lab they have is used to test those abilities. Though their test subjects are never well behaved due to being lycans.

When it comes to the other members in Miranda's 'family', Donna doesn't seem to care for them. She doesn't enjoy any of their company, especially Moreau. Though they don't express it themselves, Donna makes sure to let the others know her opinion them via Angie. The one she can stand the most is probably Alcina, mostly due to her being alot quieter than the others.

Salvatore Moreau 

This poor poor fish man. Moreau is physically the most unpleasant lord and he knows it. He's insecure. How could he not when the rest of his family call him horrible names? He's constantly put down by the people he truley feels closest to. This includes the woman who he truly sees as his mother.

Though he doesn't enjoy his family's comments, he desperately wants their approval. Especially Heisenberg. Moreau looks up to his as if Karl is his older brother, even though Moreau a great deal older than him. If the metal bender will allow it, he does his best to help out. Sadly, it doesn't last long since the factory is so dry and his vomit causes the metal to rust.

When he's not conducting experiments, he's watching sappy romance movies on his TV. Though Moreau doesn't believe he'll ever find love, he likes seeing others be happy. Sadly, once Heisenberg found out about Moreau's hobby he make fun of him to no end. So now, he's ashamed of watching something that makes him happy

Look, I love all of the lords but when it comes to them being mean to Moreau I wanna punch them.

Karl Heisenberg

This man is 1000 percent bisexual/pansexual. The way he flirts with Ethan is undeniable. The only thing keeping me from saying that he's gay is the pure fact that I simp for him.

Karl is alot smarter than he looks, seriously he built a whole army of machine people. Though he is smart, he likes to play the role of the stupid redneck. He'd rather someone underestimate him in a fight rather than overestimate him.

In his free time, I like to think that Karl prank calls the other lords. He did set up their phone lines after all. His constant prank calling has made Alcina miss a couple of important calls from Mother Miranda and made Donna completely take apart her phone line. Moreau on the other hand is so gullible, that he believe everything Karl says during his prank calls:

Moreau, innocently answer his phone: Hello?

Heisenberg, snickering: hey, is your refrigerator running?

Moreau: um..I think so-

Heisenberg: then you better go catch it!

Moreau, on the verge of tears: No! Ny fridge!!

Karl gets very bored easily. So bored in fact that he goes and explores the village and surrounding forest. During one of these explorations, he stumbled upon Miranda's lab. This caused him to find documents on him and the other lords. After reading them, it gave him a better reason to build up his army and take down Mother Miranda once and for all.

This man definitely has his own personal lycan that he treats like a dog. He has a comfy bed and treats for this thing. Karl knows that the lycan was once a human, but he doesn't give a damn. So what it use to be a person! It looks like a dog now and dammit he wants a dog.

[valleynix]

I just saw ur angsty post on what if readers family came looking for them and I’m so sad now… TIME FOR SOME HAPPY IDEAS TO COPE

So if reader actually tried to reconnect with their lost family the dimitrescus would meet their family too yk.. and I can just imagine the dimitrescus panicking so much about their mother because they’d want to make a good impression on her 😭😭😭 all of them just being a nervous wreck trying to get on reader’s mother’s good side- and if reader had a little sibling, I’d imagine them (probably cass and Dani) playing with them. I’d bet they tried to find embarrassing stories on reader when they were young to fuck with them later on

PLEASEEE BAHAHAHA I LOVE THIS-

you know it would be an absolute “disaster” if they met Reader’s mother- the former of which would be like “🤨⁉️” when they see these noble, refined murderers NERVOUS to meet their mother

Alcina claims she’s not nervous at all and is actually very excited to meet their mother, but she’s had three glasses of wine at that point, so…

Bela probably has some blood dripping from the corner of her lip and she’s just “:)” while their mother is “😨” (she’s offended and doesn’t understand why their mother doesn’t accept her offer to help her with her jacket 😒)

Cassandra was actually the calmest one, up until the point she was 100% showing off her muscles both to Reader and their little sibling (mostly to Reader) and accidentally revealed the very large sickle at her waist. panic ensues. oops

Daniela was also fine, but she just couldn’t stop her flies from buzzing around her form out of excitement. she gets to meet her love’s family!!! she’s so happy!!!! and her bugs won’t stop biting people!!!!!!

but Reader’s little sibling would 100% snitch on them about things they would do pre-Miranda and both Cass and Dani are saving it for ammunition to prank them later

[heyitsjay03]

I saw request we’re open for RE8. Could I please have a fem! reader who tries to get rid of Ethan Winters because he keeps causing distress to her wife, Alcina? Please and thank you.

yes. yes you most certainly can have this.

i have been DYING to write about some alcina x fem!reader for the sole reason being that i have NEVER questioned my sexuality so hard since this damn game came out so yeah.

ps: wrote this in first person hope that's okay!

pps: there is some major plot deviation because.... i felt like it. idk. it fit??

DISCLAIMER: I do not claim to own Resident Evil or its characters or plot. CAPCOM please don't come for me.

here you go love >:)

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"Girls!" I call, closing the door behind me. "My darlings, I'm home!" Shifting the grip on the parcel of items from the village, I look around.

Usually one of the girls would've answered by now. Bela is usually here to greet me.

She's probably with her mother.

I shrug off my fur coat, handing it to one of the maids. She takes it and lays it over the back of a chair. I can tell by the large, gnarled scar on her forearm who she is "Marienna," I mumble, staring up the stairway. "...where're the girls?"

Marienna's face pales as she stares back at me. Her mouth opens and closes like a trout. "Well?" I snap, "D'you know where they are or-?!"

A crash resounds down the hallway. Alcina's voice tears from her bedroom, followed by a shuddering sob.

I'm hurrying up the stairs in seconds, abandoning the parcel. My body collides with the door- forcing it open.

Our bedroom is destroyed- the vanity broken to pieces. Alcina's soft hands cling to the golden wood, thumb rubbing against the varnish. Slowly, her eyes trail up to me. A smile nearly as broken as the vanity crosses her painted lips. "...I loved this damned mirror," she mumbles, eyes turning down to the broken pieces again.

"What happened, darling?" I coo, stepping over the pieces to stand beside her. My hand on her shoulder, I turn her face gently towards mine. Tears are streaming down her face- leaving jagged streaks of mascara. "Are you alright? What happen-"

Alcina's body tenses under my touch. Trembling, her grip tightens on the wood. It cracks before being wrenching in twain in her hands. "It was that stupid manthing!" She hisses, standing back up to her full height.

"...what 'manthing'?" I ask, "Your brother?"

Alcina ignores me, leaning back down to pluck one of the larger fragments before throwing it across the room. "He laid his filthy paws on our daughters!"

My mind races as it struggles to understand what the hell is happening.

Manthing.

It's not Heisenberg. He'd never lay a finger on the girls.

Some brutish village slug- that's got to be it.

But why? Why on earth would they...?

It doesn't matter.

As Alcina leans down to grab another bit, I grab her hand. "...are... are the girls okay? Where are they?"

A shuddering sigh passes her lips. "...they're all together," she whispers, wiping tears from her face hastily. "Bela... she was... that disgusting beast, he nearly killed her!"

"What?" I mutter, eyebrows drawing together as I step back. "...what... well is she okay? What happened? Is she going to be alright?!"

Alcina sighs again. "...she'll be alright," her hand wraps around mine gently. "Her sisters found her. Brought her to me."

"Where is she now?," I ask, tightening my grip around her finger. "My baby girl... where...?"

Alcina smiles warmly, getting down onto one knee. Her fingers brush back the hair from my eyes. Tears fall quickly down my face as I realize what could've happened if Cassandra and Daniela weren't nearby. "She's with her sisters," she answers gently. "Resting... waiting for her mother to get back with the flowers and silk from the village."

A cold laugh passes my lips before I sniffle. "...her mother should've been there. Should've never left."

Alcina's face tightens. "You can't blame yourself, darling," she mumbles, turning my chin up so I can face her. "No one knew this... Ethan Winters... would be so hideously vindictive."

I nod slowly, wiping the tears from my face. "...can I see her?"

"Of course, my love," she says, leaning in to press her lips to my cheek. "Of course."

The two of us walk down the halls to the center of the house. 'Safest place for her' Alcina had told me.

She had spoken to me the entire way over here, trying to get me out of my own head.

Bless my beloved wife for trying.

But that name. It just keeps buzzing around my mind.

Images of my hands, covered in thick blood, gripping the handle of a sickle play through my head. The blade going through the jugular of this 'Ethan Winters' and popping out the other side. Him desperate for air, choking on his own hot blood, as he watches me loom over him.

His last words will be for mercy.

His last view will be my blade.

My breath is bated as I watch him stalk through the darkness of the courtyard. In the moonlight, I can see is head is down, eyes wary as he keeps a fair grip on his pistol. The cool air lets me see him regulating his breathing- keeping him steady, keeping his pistol steady.

He's experienced.

My grip on my own weapon tightens as he stops in the gazebo. His eyes narrow as he turns around, his pistol raised. I watch in mild amusement as he whirls around, looking for something to shoot.

He's experienced, yes, but still not experienced enough.

I tug the fabric around my face higher along the bridge of my nose. Gripping my sickle, I balance on the balls of my feet.

Ethan finally relaxes, dropping his arms with his back to me.

A small smile creeps along my lips under the mask. A foolish move made by an even more foolish man.

My body slides underneath the stone railings for the stairs leading into the center of the courtyard. Untucking one of the smaller knives from my belt, I pinch it between two fingers and flick my wrist forward.

The knife goes flying- landing right between Ethan's shoulder blades. A guttural yell comes from him as he spins around to face me. In a blink, I'm up in front of him, nose brushing against his.

I can see the fear in his eyes.

I can't help my smile growing beneath the dark fabric.

Ethan raises his hand, pistol in his palm. With a tut of my lips, I shake my head and stab his hand through with my sickle. "...no, no," I mumble as he continues to scream and thrash against my hold. "There'll be none of that, I'm afraid, Mister Winters."

His teeth gritted, he hisses as my sickle is pulled from the inner part of his wrist. A bitter laugh bubbles up from my gut as he stumbles back onto the floor of the gazebo, now holding the pistol in his shaky left hand. "You can't be serious!" I giggle as Ethan pulls the trigger.

A wet squelch hits my ears as the bullet tears into my stomach. I sigh dramatically, looking down at the gushing hole in my dress. "You didn't think I was human- did you?" I ask, twirling the sickle in my hand.

"Wh- what?" Ethan mutters, eyes fixated on the bullet wound in my torso.

"I'm not," I continue, stepping closer to him as he tries to back away. Another gunshot echoes through the courtyard- the bullet landing in my left shoulder. "Not entirely, anyways."

"What the hell are you?!" Ethan yells, firing three more shots. One in the crook of my neck, one just barely grazing my temple, one lodging itself in my hip.

My jaw tightens as I hurry forward, grabbing him by the collar and throwing him back into the center of the gazebo. "I!" I snap, grabbing him again and gripping his wrist. "I... am the mother of the girl you almost killed!"

I pull another knife out of my belt. Trailing it down his lips, I smile. "And the wife... to a woman scorned." With a single swing, the knife digs into the flesh of his palm and nails it to the gazebo.

Ethan yells in pain. As I step back, his other fist cracks across my face. I stumble back. Grabbing at my cheek, I chuckle darkly. "Oh, Ethan," I coo coyly, grabbing my sickle. "You really shouldn't have done that."

I swing and watch with what could only be described as 'glee' as the blade pierces his throat. Covered in blood, the blade glistens crimson in the pale moonlight. Ethan's choked pleas are drowned out by my laughter.

"Why?" is the only word able to leave his lips without being smothered in a gush of blood.

"Because, Mister Winters," I hum, my nose brushing against his as I watch the life in his eyes flicker. "You should never have touched my family."

BONUS ENDING:

"What is that delicious smell?"

I turn around to see Alcina bending down to peek outside. A smile crosses my lips as I gesture to the mutilated corpse with the end of my sickle. "Dinner, my love," I hum, wiping off the blade with the fabric I had used for a mask. "Sorry it's not the cleanest."

Alcina scoffs and waves me off. "It's fine, _________. I'll just go let the girls know their mother brought dinner...," she pauses, eyes flicking over the gushing body. "...who was that? He smells... familiar."

"Just Ethan Winters," I answer nonchalantly.

"...y-you..." Alcina stammers, eyebrows weaving together and lips pursing. "You... when did you-?"

"He must've been tired," I continue with a small smile. "He was not nearly as difficult a kill as I thought he'd be."

"...I'll... I'll be going now."

"Okay, love," I chirp, "I'll drag him in in a second. Love you!"

Alcina's eyes are still wide, mouth slightly agape as she steps away from the doorway. "...love you too... darling."

can you tell i had a lot of fun with this?

yeah. because i did.

i hope you enjoyed! writing lady d is so much freaking fun i kid you not.

big vampy lady make brain go brr

[mackeydoodledoo]

Demon or Human?

Pairing: Bela Dimitrescu x Demon (Fem!)Reader

Summary: A foreign invader comes into Castle Dimitrescu just as you were settling in with your new family. However, how far would you be willing to go to protect your newfound home and your newfound love?

Warning: Game spoilers (I’ll try to keep those at a minimum), Blood, Slight G0R3, uncontrollable demon rage, fluff at the end

A/N: In light of some Resident Evil Village spoilers... Let’s just say I WILL NOT HAVE IT! So, I guess this is another entry to my The Demon Amongst Vampires series! R is My Character: Hydrangea Dragonfold

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1 Year..

You’ve been inhabiting Castle Dimitrescu for one year. Alcina had been able to persuade Mother Miranda to keep you in her care instead of letting you be hunted for sport. You’d probably survive it anyway, with your demon abilities. 

“I have to go to a meeting,” Alcina announces to you and her daughters, “Apparently Mother Miranda has found a foreigner man-thing in our village grounds.”

“A man?!” Daniela squeals of excitement

"A new plaything?!” Cassandra asks

“You must bring him here at once mother,” Bela says

She looks at her three children, almost looking like she is tired of their pleas. However, she recomposes herself

“I will have to persuade Mother Miranda as best as I can,” Alcina says, “I appoint Hydrangea on watch. Bela is in charge.”

You leave your mouth agape, hearing your name after while of Bela calling you “micul meu demon” or everyone else calling you demon.

“But mother-” Cassandra interrupts

“Why can’t it be either one of us?” Daniela motions to her and Cassandra

“Because I’m the oldest,” Bela flaunts her ‘eldest sibling title’

“There will be no complaints my daughters,” Alcina says, “Guard the castle well Hydrangea.”

“Of course My lady,” you say out of respect

“You have permission to call me Alcina Hydrangea,” She smiles

Alcina makes her exit. 

“I get the first bite on the man thing,” Daniela blurts out

“Not if I catch him first,” Cassandra interrupts

“Enough!” Both you and Bela scream

Your blue flames ignite slightly, almost setting the table on fire. However, you compose yourself. Thus, your flames ‘dieing’.

“We will wait for your mother to return,” You sigh, “Gosh you two are rowdy. No wonder why Bela is in charge.”

You ignite your flames once you stand, heading off towards the staircase. However, Bela follows you. You didn’t notice her presence until she grabs your wrist and pulls you into a room.

“Bela love what are you doing?” You ask

You try to get her to let go of you however, you stop fighting her as she doesn’t reply to you but only snakes her arms around your midsection, taking in your warmth that you were producing. Not only from your natural body heat, but your demon form as well. You were also sure that she was also listening to your racing heartbeat. The one thing you feared was giving too much heat, too much to the point where Bela and possibly everyone else you’ve come to love and care about they turn to ash because of your carelessness of your flames. 

“I... Love, I have to leave,” You sigh, placing your hand on her head and the other on her waist 

“No you don’t,” She counter argues

“I do my love,” You say, looking down at her, “I have to keep you three safe.”

“And you think we can’t protect ourselves?!” Bela asks

“That is not what I meant love,” You say, “It’s just... It’s just I’m not over what happened last time... If I hadn’t come when I did, you would have died... I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself for that. I’d die if anything happened to you.”

Bela’s grip on you only tightens when you finish your sad ramble. This gets you in tears. You really couldn’t imagine the rest of your life without her.

“You’d die... For me?” She asks

“Of course I would love,” You smile, swooping her into your arms

Fortunately, your blue flames weren’t ignited enough to accidentally burn her. Your foreheads touch as you give her a kiss

“This is so much better,” Bela sighs in relief

“It really is,” You smile, “Thank you Bela.”

She kisses your forehead. You lay your head against her shoulder, hoping you could just stay like that for a little bit longer.

“Bela?” You ask, breaking the silence

“What is it my love?” She asks

“If this man... If this man scurries around the castle and hurts any of you,” You start, “What if I lose control of my demon form and I no longer see the human in me?”

“Simple, I‘ll get you out,” She answers

“What if you can’t?” You ask, worried now, “What if I’m the one who ends up hurting you?”

“Can you promise me one thing then?” She asks

You nod.

“The don’t use your full demon form,” She requests, “If you’re worried about hurting us, don’t use it. Should you though, I will pull you out.”

You had wished you were able to stay like that forever. However, you knew you had to begin your task. You and Bela give each other one last kiss before departing each others’ presence and embrace. Bela goes back down to the foyer to meet her sisters once more.

“You two okay?” Daniela asks, breaking the silence

“We are fine Daniela,” Bela answers

“Then when will the both of you just shut up and get married?!” Cassandra asks, clearly teasing Bela now

 “We are not-we don’t plan on that yet,” Bela says, “It’s never come up when we talk and we don’t need to yet.”

“Sure,” Daniela teases

As you were scouting the grounds of the castle, you already see Alcina returning to the castle.

“My lady!” You call out, “I’m assuming it didn’t go well?”

“Mother Miranda gave that man-thing to Heisenberg, of course I’m upset!” She groans in frustration, “I need a drink.”

You follow her back into the castle where her daughters immediately stand to greet her.

“Where’s the male foreigner?” Bela asks

“Mother Miranda gave him to Heisenberg that fool,” She groans

You all watch her walk up the stairs and disappear into the castle. You four seat back down into the couch, Bela leaning into your embrace. 

“How was scouting O-great demon king?” Daniela teases

“It was fine Dani,” you chuckle, “Are you just going to continuously make nicknames for me Dani?”

She nods as she leans back into the chair. However, before any of you could converse on, you could hear footsteps. You motion for the girls to stop talking.

“You guys hear that too?” You whisper

You motion for the three of them to follow you and once you get to the grand entrance of the castle, you see a man. 

“Looking for Rose?” Daniela calls out to him, taunting him

The three of them begin forming into their fly swarm and move toward him. You make the decision to tell Alcina herself that a man has entered the castle. 

“My lady, there is a man in the castle,” You sigh, “Your daughters are on the case. I’m not sure who he is- oh, speak of the devil, here they are.”

You hear the doors burst open along with struggled grunts. You look over and notice Cassandra and Bela dragging him in.

“Mother, I bring you fresh prey,” She says, trying to take the credit

“Oh, you are so kind to me daughters,” Alcina smiles, her daughters letting a slight giggle out of their mouths, “Now, let’s take a look at him.”

She stands up and faces him, “Well, well, Ethan Winters. You’ve escaped my little brothers’ idiot games did you? Let’s see how special you are.”

You watch Bela, Daniela and Alcina taste his blood. You stand next to Cassandra as you watch.

“Hey-Hey you, help me out!” Ethan pleas at you

You turn to look at him for a second. You feel your human willing to help him however, you end up turning your back to him, not willing to help him. If anything, you also hated men. 

“Starting to go a little stale,” Alcina says, “But, I must inform Mother Miranda. Later, there will be enough for everyone. Put him up.”

You watch again as Bela and Daniela hook his hands and Cassandra hoists him up. You hear him groan in pain as you all begin making your exit.

“Hey... Hey you!” He again calls for you, “Help me... Please...”

You stop in your tracks and look up at him. You only let out a low chuckle as Bela gently grabs your wrist and pulls you out from the room.

As you were finishing something with Cassandra you suddenly hear Bela’s grunts.

“Hey, I gotta go,” You say out of the blue

You follow Bela’s voice, rushing even further when you could hear her voice getting louder and louder.

“Bela! Bela!” You call out for her

You pass through the kitchen and notice Bela on top of Ethan. However, she doesn’t notice how he’s aiming his gun. Only you had noticed.

“Bela! The windows!” You scream, “He’s gonna shoot the windows!”

Believing that she didn’t hear you, you ignite your flames even more so than earlier. But, it’s concentrated to your palms. You begin melting the bars that had separated from you reaching Bela. However, just before the glass had gave way to the heavy damage, the bars melted enough for you to burst through. You hear Bela’s pained scream as the glass gave way to the heavy damage. 

“You- stupid man-thing!” Bela screams

You only pictured how she was the last time she was out in the cold. You let out an ear-piercing roar as you forcefully push Ethan out of the way to get to Bela. Igniting your flames ever so slightly, you pick Bela up and begin warming her up with your flames and your natural body heat. You go back into the dungeons and place her down gently, hoping you had warmed her enough.

“Are you okay?!” You ask, tears welling into your eyes

“I am now love,” She smiles, caressing your cheek

“Go!” You say, “Get your sisters an get somewhere safe! He knows! I’ll come find you.”

You watch Bela disappear into the dungeons, hopefully back into the castle to warn her sisters. You go back to where Ethan had shot the window. He was hoping you’d feel pain with the cold however, when you emerged from the cold wind, you came out, unphased.

“What the HELL ARE YOU?!” Ethan asks

“The one who will kill you,” You growl, taking in the cold, “My blood’s boiling...”

Your blue flame continue to ignite more than usual and you pounce onto him, snarling in his face. He tries to use his shotgun on you and he manages to graze the side of your head. He manages to wriggle himself out of your grip and shoots at you again, this time, in the shoulder. 

“Stay down kid,” He says mercilessly and runs into the direction you came

“Get back here you coward!” You scream, trying to stand

As your body began regenerating, you continuously crawled in the direction he was going in, beginning to track his scent. It was difficult as you were in the room where the wines are created. However, it didn’t stop you from continuing on the path. When you fully regenerated your shoulder, you get up nd try to track his scent as best as you could. However, when you only got back into the castle.

“Bela!” you call

You felt a hand on your wrist as you begin getting pulled into a room. A feeling of relief washes over you as you hug Bela tightly. You look over her shoulder and only see Cassandra with her.

“Where’s Daniela?” You ask, in a panicked state

“She ran off, hoping to take down the man herself,” Cassandra sighs

You hear the door burst open and it’s Alcina.

“That man will pay for what he’s done,” She growls, “My daughter are you hurt?”

“I was but- thanks to Hydrangea,” Bela sighs in relief, leaning into your shoulder to warm up some more

“Where’s Daniela?” Alcina asks

“She went to the library to take down the man mother, we tried to stop her,” Cassandra sighs

“You two stay with Hydrangea until I return with his head and Daniela,” Alcina orders before leaving again

She makes her leave. The three of you sit on the couch, Cassandra and Bela huddling against you for warmth. However, Bela practically seating herself into your lap.

“Do you have to be such a hog of the human furnace?” Cassandra looks at her older sister in annoyance

“I’m her girlfriend so buzz off,” Bela says

“She may be your girlfriend but I need some warmth too,” Cassandra growls

You could hear Daniela’s pained grunts and screaming. You stand up and place Bela down onto the couch next to her sister. You flick your finger and a small flame goes into the fire place, igniting the firewood.

“Alcina hasn’t found her yet,” You say, “I’ll go get Daniela the both of you stay here okay?”

Once you left the room you break into a run towards the library. You break through the door just as Ethan begins opening the roof to let in the cold air again.

“STOP!” You scream, grabbing onto Daniela

Sorry Bela... I have to do this... To protect all of you. You four accepted me almost instantly... I have to protect my home. I’m not letting anyone die here! The only one dying is him....

The ground around you became engulfed in blue flames, surrounding both you and Daniela

[A/n: not my gif]

“I got you Dani,” You say, the last time you heard your own voice

You look at Ethan completely deranged, more than Cassandra could ever look deranged at one of her “pets”. Ethan begins to walk backward however, tripping over an object.

“Let’s talk about this kid!” Ethan pleas, “From one human to another-”

“I’m not a human!” You spat, your demon voice overtaking your real voice, “I’m a demon! I protect my home and everyone in it!”

You let go of Daniela and leave her on the floor for Alcina to check on her. You throw Ethan out of the library. Alcina takes Daniela to where her other two daughters were. You throw him down a set of stairs. Coincidentally where Bela had opened the door.

You stand at the top of the stairs, looking down at Ethan, “You’ve overstayed your welcome... Time to say goodnight.”

“No-No please I beg you please I just wanted to find my daughter!” He screams

“All of this? For a child who isn’t even here?!” You mock him, “Your little baby could even be dead for all I care!”

Ethan draws his gun and pulls the trigger as a last resort to get you to stand down. However, you slice his arm off. You could hear his screams of pain as you now stand over him.

From the other room, Bela, Daniela, Alcina and Cassandra watch as you begin devouring his flesh. You stop after two bites out of his flesh you turn to the four women. Unable to feel your human, instead feeling your demon take full control over your body, you charge at Cassandra, Daniela, Alcina, even Bela. Alcina, being the protective mother she is, stands in front of her daughters, ready to slaughter you so if you lay a finger on her daughters like this. However, Bela runs past the three.

“Bela, get back here!” Alcina yells

Before you could lay a finger on them, Bela throws her arms around you, holding onto you tightly. As you flail your arms about, Bela still held onto you

“It’s me,” Bela says, calmly, “It’s okay now... I’m right here. Come back to me...”

You finally stopped flailing, your blue flames dissipating and your demon eye slits turning back into their round pupils.

“Be..la?” You call 

You gently place your hand on her head and the other around her. You sink into her touch and fall to your knees, Bela following your movements.

“It’s okay now,” She coos, “I’ve got you love. I’ve got you.”

You choke on your sobs as you hold onto Bela for dear life, sobbing into her shoulder.

“Bela did manage to get you out after all?” Alcina admires her oldest daughter, “And I thought I was going to have to kill her.”

Alcina sips her wine.

“Mother!” Bela growls

“I need to protect my prides and joys,” Alcina states

Bela was sitting in your lap as Daniela is huddled against your side and Cassandra on the floor facing you, Bela and Daniela.

“Do you really have to hog to the human furnace Bela? I’m the one who almost died,” Daniela growls

“She’s my girlfriend,” Bela draws the ‘girlfriend’ card for the millionth time

“How long do you intend on pulling that card against us Bela?” Cassandra asks

“As long as I want,” She smiles down at you

You smile back up at her, “Daniela, I also warmed you up in almost an instant with that amount of flames I emitted earlier. Did that not help?”

“Oh it did,” She smiles

“Then you don’t need to be complaining,” Bela scoffs

“By the way, I am digging the new look on you Hydrangea,” Cassandra says, smiling at you

Black horns with bright blue accents had remained from your blue flame horns or at least under them and a tail remained.

“Do you now Cass?” You smile, “I do too.”

Your tail unconsciously wraps itself around Bela’s waist. You could feel Bela’s fingertips playing with the fluff end of your tail, making your cheeks flush a faint pink.

“Awwww micul meu demon is blushing,” Bela teases

“Ssshut it,” You hiss

You weren’t sure how well you were going to do with that man-thing called Ethan Winters roaming around the castle. However, this was your home. You went to great lengths to protect it. Especially your new family and your girlfriend. Even if you would lose your human, you had Bela. You trust her enough to bring you back, should you lose sight of that human in you.

[heisenberg-simp257]

May we have 101 and 105 please? 🌙🍀

Sure thing!💖

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This Isn’t a Family

You and Heisenberg have a talk about what it means to be a family.

#101 “What about your family?”

#105 “There is no power in this world which can stop me from taking you away. All you have to do is say yes.”

“You keep your damn harpies away from Y/N!” Heisenberg spat at Alcina when, like normal, one of the lord’s meetings got out of hand due to one of her comments.

She brought up how you must be revolted having to stay with him for all this time, and how you would be much better off staying with her and her daughters at the castle. However, the look in her eyes told him she planned to use you for something other than company.

It made him sick.

“Don’t talk about my daughters that way!” She shouted back while standing up to her full height. 

At this point, Miranda and the other lords have peaced out. They weren’t in the mood to deal with this today, even if it means the two of them killing each other. Which Heisenberg and Alcina were close to doing as he retorted back at her.

“You talk like we’re family! This ain’t no fucking family!” Heisenberg hissed at her and she scoffed.

“How would you know that!” She shouted back at him, and he tightened his jaw before storming out. She smirked at her victory, but Heisenberg was fuming with rage. 

However, her words struck a nerve in him.

When he returned back to the factory, you knew that look all too well. The way he stalked past you without even acknowledging you made you know that Miranda or Alcina must’ve said something. It was always those two.

But he also looked sad.

“Heisenberg...what happened?” You asked softly, and when you saw his shoulders slump you knew whatever they said must’ve actually hurt him.

“It was nothing important...just about family and stuff.” He muttered and you moved over to place a hand on his back.

“Family?” You asked him, confused. Why would that make him so sullen?

“This...This isn’t a family, Y/N. We’re nothing but a bunch of fucking lab rats to Miranda...yet that big bitch is so determined to view us like family...it sickens me...she doesn’t have the first clue about what family is...” He growled in obvious anger and irritation. However, it soon turned to sadness.

“...But neither do I.” He said sadly, and you pulled him closer.

“You know more than you probably think.” You told him gently, and a different light seemed to cross his face as a thought came to his mind.

“What about your family?” He asked softly, mulling over the idea of a loving family instead of this fake one he was forced to be a part of.

You blinked a couple of times. Heisenberg has never asked you about your family before. You smiled a bit as you recalled your parents and the rest of your family.

“Well...as a child my mother would always have to call my siblings and I in for dinner because we’d always be playing outside, and my father was always busy working...however, we’d always have dinner together and talk about our day...” You told him fondly with a smile. Heisenberg smiled at your smile.

“That sounds so nice...” He said quietly, his smile fading slightly.

“You’re really upset here, aren’t you?” You asked him after a while, noticing the far away, broken look in his eyes.

For a second, he looked like he was about to cry.

“Yes...” He finally choked out, like he was holding back tears. Tears that have been held back for so long. It broke your heart and made you unbelievably angry.

An idea came to your head as your rage reached its peak. 

“There is no power in this world which can stop me from taking you away. All you have to do is say yes.” You told him. Seeing how miserable he was, all you wanted to do was take Heisenberg away from these people who destroyed him emotionally.

This wasn’t about the Mold or Cadou anymore. This was deeper. 

This was about family, and it was time that Heisenberg got a new one.

“Could you...Could you really take me away?” He asked, almost sounding like a child. His voice was full of hope and fear. You simply nodded, rubbing his back slightly.

“Let’s leave here. Who can stop us?” You told him gently, and he nodded. He was powerful enough to leave with you. Screw Miranda and everyone else. They were someone else’s problems.

It was high time Heisenberg started thinking about his life with you.

“Let’s go...Let’s go home.” You said to him with a smile, and like those words brought new life into him, he perked up. The word “home” brought a nostalgic smile to his face because he’s never really had a place to call him, not even this factory.

“Yes. Let’s go home.” 

[bakulova]

Resident Evil Characters w/ a chubby S/o

Alcina Dimitrescu: 

I think because of her chest size and her thickness she herself would be a little chubby. She’d probably have a belly love pouch . So she would definitely  understand you if you were insecure about your body. But I also think she would help you love your body like she love on yours. When you are feeling very insecure about your body she will make sure to comfort you by kissing you everywhere and I mean everywhere stomach, legs, anywhere your stretch marks reach. Also when you try to go on a diet she will support you all the way but when she starts to notice its taking a toll on you, she stops you. she doesn’t want you to get hurt. She panics anytime you do that, she can’t help it. She definitely scolds you and shows her vulnerability after scolding you. Tearing up and holding you in her arms is a must. After that you kinda use that as a motivation to love yourself more. 

She walks into you guys bedroom to which she finds you crying. Tissues spread all over the bed. You mid blow. She takes off her hat and her gloves. She sits in the side of the bed and worriedly holds your hand. “My dear? What’s wrong” Your head held down “Nothing” She moves closer and holds you face with her hands. “Clearly something is wrong” you try to move away, feeling ashamed. “No don’t move away from me love. Please tell me what is wrong?” you sigh and look her dead in the eye “Some maidens were talking about my eating habits and... my looks, wondering how I could be with someone so beautiful like you...” her heart almost burst with rage. Eyes in flames wanting find this maiden and kill them. “Who was it my dear?” she caresses your face with her thumbs. You weakly say “the one with a big birthmark under her left eye” Alcina immediately knew. Her daughters were always telling her about this maid doing something stupid but she was her favorite maid because she got the work done. I guess the praise got to her head. Time to take care of the problem but for now comforting you is the top priority. She climbs all the way in bed and tucks you in, getting comfortable. she sighs and smells in your scent. She kisses the top of your head and runs her hands through your hair. “Don’t worry love she’ll be taken care of by tonight. Pay no mind to what any maids in this castle have to say. You are the most beautiful person in the whole world, don’t let worthless beings make you think otherwise.” You smile and look up at her and nod becoming more comfortable and less sad. Alcina now feels successful in the comfort part now she needs to finish the rest. 

Bela Dimitrescu:

Now with Bela, seeing as she is calm/quiet and the sister with the brains. She would see your struggles and silently observe. She secretly follows where you go seeing how you act by yourself. When she sees you crying to yourself in front of the mirror is when she’s had enough observing and more action. she dissipates into flies and appears next’s to you in a flash. She holds you from behind and puts her head on your shoulder, staring at you intensely.

“What?” you whisper weakly while sniffling. “Why must you do this to yourself? you’re perfect my love.” “You think so but I don’t” you snap back. She sighs and turns you chubby cute face towards her. Looking at your cheeks pushing your lips up reminds her of a fish, a cute one at that. She softly grins and kisses your soft lips. “Don’t cry my love. All that matters is that I find you delicious and hopefully nobody else or they’re gone.” she widens her smile. You nod and notice the blood on her face and quickly look back at the mirror and gasp “Bela this is disgusting” you say while wiping it off frantically, she starts giggling.You turn around and wet the rag you were using and start cleaning her to rid of the blood. She backs you to the sink (btw your in the bathroom and the door was open prob should’ve mentioned that before but oh well) her arms on either side of you, towering over you, licking her lips. You gulp at her sudden change. She leans in and kisses you deeply to which takes you by surprise by the passion in it. She pulls away leaving you wanting more and says “Please don’t tear yourself down my love, you’re beautiful as is...” you nod “as long as you keep kissing me like that forever” you both laugh and she takes hold of your waist and takes you to her bedroom for proper cuddling. 

Cassandra Dimitrescu:

OK with Cassandra she’s kinda in the middle yk. She can be a sadist but also caring but in a ‘I don’t show you I like you but trust me I do’ . She keeps tabs in you during the day. Checking up on you to see what you’re doing before going back to doing her thing. Whenever catching you feeling insecure she makes sure to try her best at showing her affection for you. Feeding you extra, kissing you, forcing you to cuddle with her. She just wants you to go back to normal. She doesn’t like to see you vulnerable. I’d also say she struggles to comfort you considering she likes to just kill, torture and mock her victims everyday so comforting is a change.  

You were just simply sitting in the library reading while having hot chocolate considering how cold it was outside. Some maidens were cleaning the dust near you. You took a split look in case you were in the way and you couldn’t help but see how skinny and beautiful they were compare to yourself. You look back at your book trying not to tear up. You shake your head and close the book, leaving the hot chocolate not feeling confident to continue the day. Walking in the halls trying to keep yourself from crying. You suddenly hear flies buzzing, knowing already who it was you paused trying to stop the tears from getting ready to overflow. “Hello my prey~~” Cassandra hooks her left arm around you shoulders and whispers into your ear “whatcha doin?” You shake her off and run off hiccuping crying. It didn’t help because she just followed you all the way to the shared room. You collapsed onto the bed, face buried into the pillows. The fly buzzing returns as disappears just as quick  as it came. You continue crying for some time, so long you thought she was gone. You sit up and look around seeing that she was standing there frozen. You stare in confusion. She then makes eye contact and moves forward and takes her cloak off for more comfort and climbs on top of your legs and kisses you deeply it shocked you. She pushes you back onto the pillows and continues kissing you. Once she’s satisfied with the make-out session she pulls away to admire her work. “So hot seeing you under me all flustered like that” you look away “No I’m not” she tilts her head “I’m not hot” you say annoyed. She gives you a stank face “You ARE HOT” emphasis on hot. You roll your eyes and try to cover your face but she caught your hands right before. “Don’t I wanna see your sexy face” “ugh Cassandra enough” she pauses for a second still holding your hands. she squints her eyes at you then just plop on you with her 6′4 self. “shut up YOU ARE SEXY and HOT. YOU ARE ALL OF THE ABOVE DEAR” it was so amusing to you that you started laughing and trying to push her off but to no avail. she stayed until she felt like you were feeling better. she sits up and grins down at you. “feeling better?” she raises an eyebrow. she admires you out of breath and stares to thing on 18+ things and grins widely. “if not I have an idea” her hands start creeping up under your shirt and that’s where we move on folks.

Daniela Dimitrescu:

Now Daniela is delusional right? so I don’t think she would notice until a maiden or someone said something bad about you. she wouldn’t even notice when your in a bad mood. She kinda clings to you wherever you go so nobody says anything to your face. but you can feel the judgey gazes. They look at you in disgust but daniela doesn’t see them blinded by you and your beauty. After a while of you pushing her away constantly you blow up. 

“DANIELA STOP LEAVE ME ALONE” she stops trying to cuddle you and her attitude changes. “w-what?” your eyes widened “I’m so sorry” you back away from her and run away while she stays still frozen staring at where you once stood. Her sisters gather behind her “Dani what’s going on? what was that?” Bela asked. She shrugs and starts to tear up not expecting that. she swallows the lump growing in her throat and excuses herself following fast after you. she finds you sitting outside under the gazebo in the courtyard... in the cold . she wants to run after you she can’t. she tries banging on the window careful not to break it but you ignore it. She curses and looks around and sees a nearby maiden and tells her to go out there a tell your ass to come back in but to bring a blanket. The maid instantly complies grabbing the needed blanket and bravely walks out into the freezing cold to you. she wraps the blanket around you and persuades you to come inside. You come in and immediately gets swooped up and brought into a room. A very familiar room in fact. You try to disappear into the blanket but nonetheless its torn from you and there is Daniela looking like a kicked puppy. It makes you feel so guilty. She pulls you in and sighs turning into a sob. one hand cups your head and the other your back. You both just sit on the ground holding each other. It felt like eternity before either of you spoke. “I’m sorry” you both say at the same time. You both giggle. She continues “I’m sorry for pushing your buttons my dear” she pulls away and caresses the hair out of your face considering it was windy and gross outside. You tiredly smile “no no this was my fault I was insecure and then blew up on you and worried you like crazy.” she purses her lips “no I’m pretty sure this was my fault for not noticing” she makes a funny face which makes you smile “I love you so much Dani” she blushes “I love you too s/o”

Karl Heisenberg:

This man now was taken away from his family when he was a child so he never grew up with affection. I think he would struggle with comforting you at first but he definitely gets better because he doesn’t like when the only thing good in this shit hole is depressed.  So expect him to just glomp on you and stay there no matter what. With this he would be patient no matter what, you getting annoyed for him just staying there but you soon realize it’s just to make you feel better. Kisses and sweet nothings are a must. He encourages you and makes sure you know you are everything and more. 

You were out and about at the village collecting necessities for you both. A group of men started whispering amongst each other. You didn’t mind it at first and continued shopping until you noticed that they were everywhere you were. Following you with judging looks. You shiver feeling the daggers stabbing your back. You sigh just wanting to get this over. The men started to get more bold and getting up close and acting like they were looking at the items. In reality they were giving you side looks. You continued to ignore until a burly musty man growled and shouted “I don’t know why were taking so long to get to the point!” You stop and look at him afraid now really wishing that Karl was here. You start to shake by how nervous you were. I mean imagine a group of men circling you and shouting at you. The men start getting too close and grabbing you and yelling in your face. Profanities are thrown around, degrading you for being who you are, manhandling but it all stops when 3 lycans come from nowhere and start attacking the men. The big burly man who started it tried to fight but figured out he didn’t have the proper tool to kill the lycan so he dropped the stick and ran for his life only to be stopped by Karl himself with more lycans behind him waiting to kill. The man bows before Karl. Begging for his useless life. This man was far over the edge to be given mercy. You hurriedly run to Karl tears falling. “K-Karl” he signals for you to go behind him. You quickly comply lycans coming up to you and rubbing their heads under your hand to which you pet them to calm your shaking self. Karl makes some sort of signal to which the lycans stopped attacking the men and leaving. Other villagers stopped breathing and watch this all go down. A woman comes up “Please please please forgive my foolish husband please!” she starts begging like her pathetic husband.  Karl snorts looking at her “Your husband and his fuck buddies need to pay for starting shit my sweetheart.” the wife starts to cry and looks at you “please please stop him. PLEASE” she starts to rush towards you only for Karl push her back so she falls next to her husband. Karl starts sucking his teeth “see now you shouldn’t have done that” he turns and hold your shoulder and starts walking away lycans making a path for the both of you. Hammer on one shoulder you on the other. He lifts his hammer into the air and lycans starting howling?? and rush towards to villagers who screamed and run. You get one look back to see the man being mauled to death. “Keep looking forward darlin. You don’t need to see that” You nod and lean you head against him sniffling. Once back at the factory he throws the hammer somewhere and the basket of stuff you bought on a table. He picks you up with ease and rushes off to relax with you. You spent the rest of that night being loved on and speaking about anything other than that. “I will always protect you buttercup” he whispers are you slip into sleep. 

Donna Beneviento:

Ok so I don’t know much about Donna but I know she is a quiet, shy and seems to be pretty insecure about herself specifically her face hence the face cover. So you too are struggling to support each other. But also trying to the best of your abilities. Like making sure the other is not lacking in an everyday things. I see Angie also trying to keep the spirits up by joking around and pushing you guys to do more. Also I think Donna craves for touch but to shy to ask. When she’s feeling insecure Angie will make sure to tell you so then you can go and hug her and love you. When its you who’s feeling insecure she and Angie will put a little something together with the help from other dolls. She surprises you by shyly giving it to you and waiting for your reaction. 

Donna hands you a box, gift wrapped any everything. Lately you haven’t been feeling thee best but you continued living. You had looked in the mirror recently and just watched. The way you looked. Moving your stomach around to how you wished it looked and smiling when doing so but when you let go you stop smiling. That kind of feeling. You look at her confused to which she gestures for you to open it. You start unwrapping the gift and open the box to see 2 puppets. Cloth ones. They looked familiar? Then you turned them over and realized it was you too. A little Donna and Y/N. You giggle at how cute it was and also realized that they were holding hands and the puppets looked so peaceful and so happy. You looked up at Donna who was playing with her hands. You put down the dolls and giver her a big hug to which Angie and the other dolls start cheering because they had work so hard thinking and putting this gift together. You carefully lift Donna’s face cover and warmly smile. “Thank you my dear. I love them” she blushes and slowly works up the confidence to make eye contact with you. When she finally does she gives you a nervous but happy smile back. You cup her cute face and give her a kiss on the lips to which she returns quickly loving the affection. Once you pull away she hold onto your wrist not wanting to stop holding her face. “I’m glad you liked it love” and for the rest of the day was spent cuddling and doing things together with the puppets sitting on the middle of the bed. 

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A concept: Bela overhears her sisters talking to her mother about how clingy she is.

Cassandra and Daniela really don’t mean it personally, but their words sound so harsh in Bela’s sensitive ears. Her sisters are just discussing the things they’ve seen with Bela’s neediness, expressing that it’s concerning, and when Alcina reluctantly agrees that, yes, it can be a bit much at times, Bela shatters. Her sisters were one thing, but her mother...

Realizing she had to do something, Bela starts to pull herself away. She doesn’t eat or sleep; she only showers or bathes in frigid water, leaving her skin sore, ashy, and riddled with blisters; she barely leaves her room; and worst of all: she starts talking back to Alcina.

That last thing is what REALLY concerns everyone. And Bela hates doing it, but she feels the need to distance herself from her mother, and this is the only way. It’s better for everyone if she loosened her ties with them.

Eventually, Bela’s attitude gets so bad that Alcina finally snaps at her, and it hurts Bela more than she was expecting. She had been trying to prepare herself for the pain, but it still came to her like a knife in her stomach.

(Hurt no comfort)

She hadn’t meant to eavesdrop. It wasn’t something she would normally do. After all, she’d never want her sisters to listen in on one of her private conversations, especially with their mother, and in truth she hadn’t planned to stick around. But when she heard her name mentioned it seemed to make her pause. They were talking about her. Why? What had she done? Was she in trouble? Bela’s mind raced with possibilities, and pressed her ear against the door so she could hear a little better.

“You don’t think it’s weird?” Cassandra’s voice asked. “How… clingy she is?” Bela swallowed. Clingy? She wasn’t clingy. Well, maybe she could be. A little. “How she always wants to be around you? How much she seems to care what you think about her?”

“Yeah, and the lengths she goes just for a pat on the head.” Daniela’s voice agreed. “I’ve seen her go days without sleep trying to impress you with something. It’s not normal.” Not normal? Bela shifted. “And she’s been like this forever! It’s really weird.”

“And a little creepy.” Cassandra added. “Like, I know we were all attention seekers at first but even you have to think this is out of control, right? We aren’t crazy for thinking that.”

Bela heard her mother sigh, her teeth starting to grind together. “Bela can be… overbearing at times, yes….” The blonde sunk her claws into the door as her heart seemed to stop. “And it is a little odd.” Odd? “If I knew how to help her I would.” Help? Mama thinks you need help? That you’re odd? Overbearing? Not normal?

Bela felt tears in her eyes and rushed as quietly as she could away from the door and the conversation on the other side. Her sisters were one thing. Their complaints still tugged at her heart, of course, but they had been teasing her for years. But her mother? Her own mother thought she was overbearing? She didn’t understand, she thought she was doing everything right. Did Mother not like when she went the extra mile for her? Did she not like that she followed everything she said? Bela pulled her hair. No, she had to do something. She would gain her mother’s love back, and show her sisters she wasn’t “clingy”. She could change. Or, at the very least, try to.

That was probably where the downward spiral started.

She started off small. Putting no more into her work than necessary, and slowly lessening the time she spent around her mother and sisters. At first they had seemed a little impressed with her new found ability to say “no” to them, even if it was eating away at her internally. But her sisters were happy with her, and even their mother seemed content with her new attitude. That was all she wanted. But it was keeping her up at night.

When she sat alone in her room, the wind howling outside her window, it felt like torture. Her mind raced, some parts telling her how useless she was becoming, and others reminding her this was for the best. It was nothing but a constant whirlwind of conflicting ideals that rang in her ears no matter how hard she tried to make them stop. She’d even started losing her appetite, the stress of it all twisting her stomach into a terrible knot that refused to keep food anymore. She did eat in front of her family when they were gathered at the dinner table, if just to act like everything was fine, but she always purged it afterwards as if her body was rejecting it. Every part of her body was blistered, and ashen, and terribly raw from freezing showers, even the usually soft fabric of her dress was beginning to feel like sandpaper. Headaches came often, and felt like they lasted for days, and in private she would writhe and cry on her bed from the bouts of pain that were plaguing her being. It was becoming unbearable. But her sisters were happy, and her mother was happy. And that was all that mattered, wasn’t it?

Or, they had seemed happy up until Bela started back talking to her mother.

She didn’t know if it was the constant pain, the hunger, or the fact she always felt on edge, but her mother’s voice was starting to grate on her ears. It had gone from simply saying “No” to certain requests, to sarcastic comments she’d picked up from Cassandra, to down right snapping back at her mother for making comments to her. And it was killing her more than any of the pain she put on herself. The way her mother looked at her. The sadness that turned to concern. It twisted her heart with guilt. But this is what they wanted right? No more clinging to mommy? Bela wanted nothing more than to apologize and hug her mother, but she kept holding herself back. You don’t want to be overbearing. Mother wouldn’t like that. Walk away. Walk away. There didn’t seem to be any way for her to win this internal battle with herself.

And then they had a fight.

She couldn’t remember what had started it. If her mother had simply asked her something, or if she’d made another comment on her recent behaviour, or if she had just looked at her the wrong way. All she knew was that she’d stood from her seat and sparked the argument. She told her mother to stop trying to pry into her life. That she didn’t want her help. That she just wanted to be left alone. That they were all stressing her out. That she hated her sisters. That she hated her.

Bela said she hated her mother. To her face.

Her sisters froze, having come to see what the yelling was about, and the look on their mother’s face made Bela want to dissolve into the floor.

“I-I didn’t-” She jumped when her mother interrupted her.

“That is enough!” She snapped, and Bela’s entire body went rigid. “Young lady, I don’t know what has gotten into you these past weeks, but the way you have been acting is completely unacceptable! I have had enough of your attitude, and I will not be spoken to in such a manner by my own child!” She raised her hand to make a gesture, and Bela thought she was going to be struck. And you would deserve it, wouldn’t you? “I would expect this from Cassandra, maybe even Daniela, but not you!” She crossed her arms. “I’m very disappointed in you, Bela!”

The words cut into her so much worse than she thought they would. Bela had prepared herself for this, knowing her mother wouldn’t put up with her act forever, but to have it actually happen made it feel like her guts were getting ripped out. To be called a disappointment, it took the air from her lungs and strangled her with it. She couldn’t breathe properly, her heart was pounding in her ears. She hates you. Doesn’t want you here. She hates you! HATES YOU! HATE HATE HATE! Bela’s vision started to blur with tears, and, at a loss for what to do, she did the only thing she could think of.

She ran.

"BELA!"

Her mother called for her to come back, but she only ran faster. Through the castle halls, down the stairs, past a group of surprised and frightened maidens, and finally out of the castle’s main entrance and into the cool night air. It burned her skin, but she just kept going, out past the Duke’s cart and into the Vineyard, until her foot caught on loose rock and she fell face first into the hard ground. After that she couldn’t push herself up. Too sore, too tired, too hungry, too cold. So she did the only thing left she could do. She cried.

She cried, and screamed, and pulled at her hair. She curled in on herself, claws sunk into her scalp as if she were trying to rip out her brain. Her mother hated her. Her sisters probably hated her, too. She hated herself. Everything hurt. She just wanted it to stop.

She wanted her mother.

“MAMAA!” The wail tore from her throat before she had a chance to stop it. She certainly had the audacity, didn’t she? Mother wouldn’t rescue her. Not after that horrid display. “Mama….” It felt like her skull was splitting open. She didn’t deserve to see mother. To be held in her arms and cradled. Not after the way she’d acted. “I’m s-sorry….” It was far too late for apologies wasn’t it? Bela choked on her tears as her vision blurred and distorted. She felt terribly light headed. “M-M-Mommy, please… Please help me….”