#bela 💕

[youre-only-gay-once]

[renonv]

Been meaning to draw them as Barbie and Ken 😭💖

[thyhauntedmansion]

Bela now though🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

@resident-lover

[caitlynmeow]

How would each Dimitrescu celebrate Valentine's day if they do ?

Does Alcina date ?

They do! The girls are all sappy romantics even our lovely ice queen Bela is not above melting when a person knows how to get to her they’re all just very cute like that

Alcina: I don’t think I talked about it before but I do sometimes headcanon her seeing someone and that woman is pretty much the daughters stepmother because of how involved she is with them.

Alcina is a material woman and she loves h wrong how her partner loves her as well as receiving gifts.

I’d like to think that they met through business and it was the slowest burn to ever slow burn.

She isn’t always there but the daughters know that their mama’s heart is already captured by the woman who comes around a few times a year.

Not quite dating and not casual by any means; the woman has a very special place in castle Dimitrescu and everyone knows it.

Bela: She loves it when her partner is extravagant and not sparing anything to show her how important she is (our girl needs that validation) she loves attention and getting hyped up. She enjoys a long romantic night that starts at a high end hotel’s restaurant and ends in the hotels suite all the way to the next day or two (depending).

Bela loves attention but she’s somewhat shh about me it right demanding it (the opposite of Daniela in that regard). Like her motjer, she loves both explicit love confessions, and getting pampered.

She may come as aloof and uncaring but Bela is the opposite of that. She’s emotional but reserved. She knows of her position and she will never bring shame to her mother and to House Dimitrescu.

Tl;dr take her out for dinner and tell her how much you love and appreciate her with a few gifts and girl is slowly becoming undone and will be in your bed for the next 48 hours.

Cassandra: Not shy by any means but she is more private for sure. Cassandra is not about being out in public and letting the whole world see what she and her partner is up to.

She enjoys grand gestures. Her partner booking the entire place is one way to show her how much you love and appreciate her.

Other ways to enjoy a night full of privacy and passion is to invite her on a private yacht where everything is already set for the days ahead. It’s intimate and just the two of you. After dinner in the middle of the sill sea, there are countless ways for you to enjoy yourselves.

“Tell me which your prefer,” you whisper in her ear. “The stars above, or the stars I’ll make you see,”

And you don’t stop there. After all, you have all night to enjoy yourselves, and you both know that you’re both more than capable of going for several rounds before exhaustion would take over.

Daniela: Daniela loves planning for special dates as well as be invited to them! But on this special day, you want it to be special so you really go out of your way to make her happy (which isn’t hard because Daniela is a simple girl.

She loves it when you tell her how lovely she is. Daniela, despite her boldness and directness, is a bit shy when it comes to this kind of things. As long as you’re in the offensive, armed with words of affection and gestures, she is a blushing giggling mess.

It only gets her more riled up for later. Because while she’s red in the face, heat is also forming in other parts of her body and she will show exactly how much your words are affecting her when you’re alone later on.

[hungrigbuffel]

The only thing I enjoy about this match is Laskowski and his comments, he is number one hater of our play style (and the referee). The way he disses Polish players is something else.

[imafanofproananati0n]

DEDO NA GUELA

SEMPRE MAGRA

SEMPRE BELA. 💕🎀

[charlessmiths-wife]

here - have some hcs about how the RE8 women would help you when you’re feeling a bit down! Bc we all know stress would be a lot easier to handle with some of our fave evil women by our side <3 ❤️💕💗💓

RE8 WOMEN COMFORTING YOU WHEN STRESSED/UPSET

ALCINA

-> In my mind Alcina sort of freaks out the first time she sees you get really stressed

-> she’s not been comforted much herself in her life, so she’s not entirely sure how to do it.

-> at first, she’s a tad maternal about the whole thing. she’s accustomed to comforting her daughters, however - she soon learns there’s a difference between the comfort of a mother and the comfort of a partner

-> and so with time, I reckon Alcina shifts and grows into an excellent partner to have around in instances of stress. she’s calm, she’s cool and collected. she’ll reason with you and rationally talk you down from your stress - before doing something with you to take your mind off it. maybe going for a walk or taking you on a date.

-> either way, your stress always dissipates with Alcina’s help.

BELA

-> Ugh. She can relate.

-> Bela is a stressed girlie herself, it’s something she’s accustomed to - therefore it’s something she’s used to dealing with.

-> She’d be very helpful. She’d talk it through with you, I reckon Bela is a great listener - and she’d hold you close whilst letting you talk about it for as long as you need.

-> picture this, your head on Bela’s chest, her fingers slowly stroking and combing through your hair whilst you tell her about all your worries, and she softly hums and nods along. being there for you every step of the way. who wouldn’t feel better?

CASSANDRA

-> lmao

-> Cassandra is the love of my life, so I can confidently admit that for a while babygirl would have NO IDEA what she’s doing

-> I think Cassandra is a very rational woman, and so seeing you upset immediately makes her think there’s some sort of immediate threat that needs sorting out.

-> so her initial reaction might be more… panicked than the calm and cool response you might see from the rest of her family members

-> however once you assure her you’re in no harm or danger, she’ll calm down, and then she can get to comforting you.

-> because she’s so rational, Cassie is EXCELLENT at providing advice for your situation.

-> she’ll sort whatever’s upsetting you out instantly. she’s just that good.

-> and, of course, she’ll do her best to comfort you along the way. Pressing a kiss to your forehead and reminding you how proud she is of you. I’m in love.

DANIELA

-> babygirl is like a KOALA BEAR

-> when Dani can tell your stressed/generally upset, she’ll cling to you. cuddling up with you as much as she can and not letting you go.

-> “oh my poor baby! come here, lie down with me.”

-> she’ll pepper your face with kisses. all whilst letting you complain all you need about whatever’s getting you down.

-> she’ll also join in on the complaining. which is just… so funny?

-> “ugh, I’m sorry about your boss my love…. she sounds like a total jerk!” “… you don’t know her, Dani.” “Still!”

-> it’s just very loving from her. as she is with everything. she’ll hold your hand and kiss you softly and tell you how loved you are, and remind you that you’ll always have her.

DONNA

-> the first time she sees you stressed or upset - DONNA. FREAKS. OUT.

-> somehow even more than Cassandra and Alcina combined.

-> however, as time passes and you guys get to know each other more and more… Donna becomes amazing?

-> she can instantly tell when somethings getting you down. and from there she acts as a silent but strong presence. she’ll guide you through whatever’s getting you down.

-> her go to plan is to run the pair of you a bath, and then cook you dinner. I head cannon Donna is an EXCELLENT cook and she knows how to cook up a comforting and hearty dish that’ll make you feel just better.

-> she’s very good at dealing with the emotional aspect of it all. she might not always know exactly what advice to give, but she is an EXCELLENT listener and she’ll always do her absolute best to calm you down. rubbing your back and holding you close, wiping your tears if needs be.

-> (can you tell im a massive Donna girlie?)

MIRANDA

-> surprisingly, she’s excellent.

-> Miranda’s well accustomed, in my mind, to dealing with you being upset/stressed about a situation.

-> she knows if you need comforting or advice.

-> if it’s comforting you need, she’ll pull out all the stops. running you a bath, rubbing your back, letting you talk it out.

-> if it’s advice you need, Miranda is excellent. she’ll help you sort your situation out as quick as possible.

-> no matter what, she’ll brew you a cup of tea and remind you not to let things get you down. she reminds you of the importance of only concerning yourself with what you can control.

-> she’ll tell you how well you’re doing, and how loved you are. kissing you softly and resting your forehead against hers. she makes the world calm down for you.

[willalove75]

Alcina fic idea/request, it’s totally cool if you don’t wanna do this one, I’ve never requested a fic before

Y/N is her shy personal maiden scared of overstepping, Alcina likes making her react/embarrassed. Alcina’s in a bath with Y/N there to fetch anything she’d need and Alcina pulls her in?

I love this idea!!!! I'm honored that I'm the first person you've requested a fic from!🥺💕 I hope you enjoy it!!

Warnings: Smut, a dash of praise kink, a splash of mommy kink, uh, I think that's it lolll

18+ Only Minors DNI

As the day winded down in Castle Dimitrescu you stood by the Countess during dinner with a wine bottle in you hands, ready to refill her glass whenever it was empty. You're been her handmaiden for a few months now so you're used to the Lady's routine and are privy of the things she prefer. Such as her favorite flavor tea, which soaps and oils she likes to use in the bath when she's stressed, which dresses are her favorite, etc..

Lady Dimitrescu has only had good things to say about your performance, something you're grateful for, but she's still the matriarch of the Castle, one slipup and you're in the dungeon. The dungeon terrified you more than anything else, more than the girls' sadistic antics and more than the Lady's massive claws. Even though you've never been down there before, you've heard screams echo through the castle when the door is open when the girls come in and out. Many of the maids who are sent there return with horrific wounds, if they return at all.

Even though you were grateful that Lady Dimitrescu picked you to be her personal maid, you couldn't help but feel like you were always walking on eggshells. You were always quiet, you kept to yourself and did your work and did it damn well. Now that you're the Lady's handmaid, you feel like you've shrunken into your shell even more.

For the first few weeks in your new position, weren't sure why you shrunk back so much. Yes, she could be terrifying, but there was something else, something you couldn't quite put your finger on. Until the first time you saw her undress, that was. She stood before you in all of her glory, her black lingerie contrasting perfectly against her porcelain skin. You drank in every inch of her, her massive breasts, her waist, her toned belly that still had a softness to it, her wide hips, her perfect ass, her legs that seemed to go on for miles. It was almost impossible to tear your eyes away from her, you were only able to do so when she pulled you out of your trance.

"Do you like what you see, pet?"

That's when it hit you like a ton of bricks. Sure, you were a little afraid of her, but more than that, you had the biggest crush on her. It's only gotten worse since that day. You're not sure if she's picked up on it by now, you've tried to be discreet, but ever since then she's tried to fluster you every chance she gets. It's like a game to her, she's the cat and you're the mouse.

The Countess holds out her wine glass in your direction and you walk up to her outstretched arm. She's currently involved in a conversation with her daughters and isn't paying any attention to you, which normally you'd be more than okay with. But since she's not paying attention, she doesn't realize that she's holding her empty glass over your head. Afraid of overstepping, the last thing you want to do is interrupt her conversation with her daughters to ask her to lower her hand so you look around to see if there's a stool or something you can climb on to to reach.

Bela sees you out of the corner of her eye and does a double take, watching you with amusement as you stare at the glass hovering over your head. She begins to snicker and you look over and make eye contact with her and quickly look down with a small squeak.

Lady Dimitrescu notices Bela giggling and follows her line of sight, leading directly to you. She notices that she's holding the glass too high she chuckles and you look up at her, a blush starting to dust your cheeks.

"My little pet, you could have asked me to lower my glass." She says with a faint laugh as she lowers her arm so you can pour the wine.

"I'm sorry my Lady, I didn't want to interrupt." You say, looking down at the floor after filling her cup.

She puts her glass on the table and puts her knuckle under your chin, lifting your face to look at her.

"Such a sweet, timid little mouse." She says, looking into your eyes.

You can see a hint of amusement in them, as well as something else. Adoration? No, the Countess could never look at you in such a way. You can't quite put your finger on it, but the look is soft and somehow makes you even more flustered than usual.

Once dinner was done Lady Dimitrescu asked you to accompany her to her chambers and assist her with her evening bath.

She sits down at her vanity and you climb onto the step stool behind her and begin removing the pins from her hair. She has the softest hair you've ever felt, which is a little strange given she isn't human, but you don't think about it too much. Her thick, raven curls fall just above her shoulder as you remove the pins. You coil a few of the pieces around your finger where the curls fell out, returning them to their natural shape as you go.

Lady Dimitrescu pauses taking off her makeup for a moment and stares at you through the mirror, watching you as you examine each curl as it falls, she admires the way your eyes shimmer and the little wrinkle that forms between your eyebrows when you're focused. Looking up for a moment, you catch her gaze in the mirror and you feel your face get warm, you immediately look back down and silently finish taking out the last of the hairpins.

She smirks at your reaction and after you take out the last pin and fix the final curl behind her ear, Lady Dimitrescu gently grabs your hand and holds it in hers. You freeze for a moment, staring at her hand wrapped around yours, the coolness of her skin is soothing, especially against your rapidly heating skin. Looking up you meet her gaze in the mirror once more and she looks at you with a kind, almost loving smile.

"I've never had a maiden take such care of my curls before. I hope you know your thoroughness and attention to detail doesn't go unnoticed."

"Th-thank you very much, my Lady."

"The face you make when you're focused is quite adorable, if I say so myself little mouse."

You let out a little squeak, a habit you picked up from your mom, and look back down to her hand over yours. The heat rises to your cheeks and you know they must be bright red.

Lady Dimitrescu turns in her seat to face you, when you look up, you're met with a gorgeous pair of golden eyes.

"Do you know why I call you 'little mouse'?"

You shake your head. "No, my Lady."

"Because of that little squeak you make when you're flustered, it's quite charming."

You try and hold back your squeak but fail, miserably. Lady Dimitrescu laughs and turns back around.

"You can go ahead and unbutton my dress now, little mouse." She says after she turns back around, smirking at you in the mirror.

After you unbutton the dress, Lady Dimitrescu pulls her arms out of the sleeves and stands up, the dress pooling at her feet. As you're about to get down from the step ladder to grab it, she sits again at her vanity.

"Be a dear and unclip my bra for me, pet." Her smirk is gone but she has a look in her eyes you've never seen before. You freeze for a moment, she's never asked you to do this before. With shaky hands, you delicately grab each side of the clip and unhook it. Looking up in the mirror, she holds your gaze as she slowly slides the straps off of her shoulders and pulls the bra away. Her breasts drop a bit from the lack of support and she tosses the bra away. It's taking everything in you to hold her stare, you get the feeling she wants you to look, but you could also just think that because that's what you want her to be thinking.

Lady Dimitrescu stands up and you release a small breath of relief as you climb off of the step ladder and head straight into the bathroom. You fill the massive tub up with warm water and add her favorite soaps and a few drops of her favorite oils. As you're finishing up Lady Dimitrescu walks in, stark naked. Never before have you seen her like this, usually she waits until you're out of the bathroom to take off the rest of her clothes. She's as gorgeous and as sexy as you imagined, honestly even more so. You quickly stare at the ground as she walks further into the bathroom.

"Your bath is ready, my Lady."

She gently cups under your chin and slowly, painfully slowly, raises your gaze up towards her. As your eyes move up, the first thing you notice is that your face is just inches away from her heat, you swear your heart stops for a second. She lifts your chin more and you take in the curves on her hips, her belly, looking up further you can see the underside of her breasts and finally, you lock eyes with her. You can feel your face burning up in her hand, you're sure she can feel it too.

Lady Dimitrescu stares at you for a moment and tucks a dark curl behind her ear before crouching down to your height. When she's at eye level with you, the look in her eyes changes, as if she's admiring a piece of artwork.

"Such a sweet little girl." She says softly, her thumb reaching up and slowly pulling your bottom lip down.

Your heart does a backflip and you squeeze your thighs together. She's been teasing you all night, but that intimate gesture is what really made you wet.

Her nostrils flare for a second and the look in her eyes shifts, her pupils dilate and she quirks an eyebrow softly. She leans in, her lips just barely brushing against the shell of your ear.

"So sweet." She whispers before placing a soft kiss on your cheek.

As she drops her hand and stands up you let out a small squeak and she smirks and steps into the tub. It takes everything in you to not melt into a puddle on her bathroom floor.

"I would like you to do my hair for me please, pet." She says as she lowers herself into the water.

"O-of course my Lady."

Walking around to the back of the tub, you climb onto the steps while Lady Dimitrescu leans back and dunks her hair into the water. She relaxes against the tub while you lather the shampoo into your hands and begin massaging it into her scalp. She gently hums as she closes her eyes, enjoying the soothing sensation. You rinse the shampoo out and add conditioner to the ends of her hair, gently combing it through with a brush, starting from the ends and working your way up. After you rise the conditioner out, you dip your hands into the water to wash the excess soap off.

"Is there anything else you need from me my Lady?" You ask as you pull your hands out of the water.

Lady Dimitrescu grabs one of your wrists and holds you there, bent over the edge of the tub. She turns her shoulders towards you and looks into your eyes for a moment.

"Actually pet, I believe there is something you can assist me with."

"Um, what is it, my Lady?"

"I would like for you to join me, little mouse."

You let out a squeak and stare at her wide-eyed. Did you hear her right? She wants you to bathe with her? Lady Dimitrescu senses your shock and chuckles.

"I know your feelings towards me are, deeper, than just being my handmaid, little mouse." You feel your face turn beet red. "I was quite surprised, but pleasantly so. Since you've been doing such a wonderful job, I want to reward you." She leans in and whispers in your ear. "I also find myself very attracted to you, pet. So, what do you say?"

She gently nibbles your earlobe before she pulls away and instead of a squeak, a small moan escapes from your lips. Lady Dimitrescu practically purrs when she hears you moan and leans back in, placing open mouth kisses on your neck. Your eyes roll back and you let out a few more moans.

"Care to join me?" She whispers in your ear.

"Yes." You breathe.

Lady Dimitrescu turns more in the tub and grabs you by your waist and pulls you into the tub and places you in her lap. You squeak as she pulls you in, maids uniform and all and your heart almost beats out of your chest when she has you straddle her, her breasts practically in your face.

She cradles the back of your head and pulls you into her, her lips are just barely brushing against yours. She holds your there for a moment before placing a soft, tender kiss on your lips. Her lips are softer than you ever imagined them to be, you feel like you're floating as she kisses you.

Pulling away just enough to ghost your lips once more, Lady Dimitrescu looks into your eyes.

"Would you like me to continue, pet?" You nod your head. "Use your words sweet mouse." She coos.

"Yes, please." You breathe.

Her pupils dilate so much her eyes nearly turn black, she pulls you into her and kisses you hard. You feel her tongue caress your bottom lip and you open your mouth more, letting her in. As she's exploring the inside of your mouth with her tongue, you feel a bit of a pull on the back of your uniform and then hear a tearing sound. Lady Dimitrescu extended one of her claws just enough to rip through your clothes. When she's done cutting through them, she pulls them off of you and tosses them away. You can hear the splat of the wet cloth hitting the floor somewhere in the bathroom.

She quickly pulls off your bra and claws through your underwear, leaving you just as naked as she is, your body pressed up against hers. Her lips travel down your jaw to your neck where she continues to kiss and suck up and down it. The hand that's tangled in your hair slowly slides down your body, she palms each of your breasts, taking your nipples between her fingers pinching them and rolling them until they're hardened. Sliding further down your body, her fingers dance across your sternum and head towards you belly, she gently drags her nails down your skin until she reaches your core.

There was a part of you that thought she was going to tease you, but to your surprise she immediately cups your heat, the pads of her fingers making contact with your clit right away. You can't help but throw your head back and do your best to swallow a moan as she rubs circles over it. Her other hand grabs the back of your head as she continues making up your neck.

"Good girl, let me hear those pretty noises you make." She says before picking up the pace.

Her lips travel down a bit to your collarbones and chest and she nips and sucks on your skin, riddling you with love bites. Without realizing it, you start to grind down onto her fingers and she smirks.

"Such an eager little pet." She purrs. "Do you want more?"

"Yes," you moan, "please."

Not a second after the words leave your mouth, she slides her middle finger deep into your core. You cry out in pleasure and you grab onto her shoulders. She thrusts her finger in and out of you a few times before curling it inside of you, making you cry out again. After doing that a few times you begin to buck your hips against her.

"More," you beg. "please, I need more."

Lady Dimitrescu tightens her hold on the back of your hair and slides her finger out of you. Just as you're about to whine from the loss she shoves two fingers into you, causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head as you let out a filthy moan. A growl rumbles in her chest when she hears you and thrusts into you harder.

"What a good girl you are, taking my fingers so perfectly, letting me stretch you out so nicely." She says as she sucks on your neck more.

The only thing you can do in response to her praise is moan more and dig your nails a little harder into her. After thrusting in and out of you for a few minutes, her free hand moves down to your hip and she lowers you further onto her lap. Stilling her fingers, she pulls your hips up and back down, picking up the hint, you start to bounce on them. On each reentry she curls them into you hitting all of the right spots that make you see stars.

The harder you slam yourself down onto her fingers, the harder she curls into you and the higher you climb, getting closer and closer to your climax. Slamming down onto them once more, you start grinding your hips into her, bringing yourself closer and closer.

"You're so close my little pet, I can feel you clenching around my fingers." She says. "Do you want mommy to take you over the edge? To make you feel so good?" She coos, which only brings you closer.

"Yes, please!" You cry out. "Fuck me, please fuck me!"

"So vulgar." She teases before sucking on your pulse point for a moment, making you whine.

When she pulls away from your neck, her free hand steadies your hips while you straddle her and she works her fingers in and out of you. Staring off at a bit of a slower pace, she quickly picks it up and in no time she's slamming her fingers in and out of you. Your cries get louder and louder and if you weren't in such a state of bliss right now, you'd be sure that the entire castle can hear you.

The bath water begins to splash over the edge onto the marble floor as she fucks you harder and harder. Your lower abdomen begins to tense up and you feel yourself clenching harder around her fingers.

"Fuck! I'm so close." You cry.

Lady Dimitrescu responds only by going faster and harder. Your climax hits you like a train, ecstasy explodes inside of your body and your eyes roll into the back of your head as you cry out in pleasure. She drags your orgasm out for as long as she possibly can before you practically go limp and fall into her.

She pulls her fingers out of you and holds you close, gently rubbing your back and whispering praises into your ear as the aftershocks rock your body. Each time an aftershock causes you to whimper she places a soft kiss into your hair.

"You did so wonderful little mouse. You looked so beautiful cumming all over my fingers. You did such a good job." She whispers as your heartbeat begins to slow and your breaths even out.

"Thank you, my Lady." You say softly, placing an open mouthed kiss on her neck as your head rests in the crook of it.

Exhaustion begins to take over and you can't seem to fight it. Lady Dimitrescu picks up on it and grabs her soap and washes you and herself. When she's finished, she gets out of the tub with you in her arms and dries the both of you off, carrying you to her bed. Laying you down, she curls up next to you and pulls the covers over the two of you. Her arm wraps around your waist and pulls you closer.

She places a kiss on your forehead and you fight to open your eyes for a moment. Lady Dimitrescu gazes into your tired eyes and you notice that look again, this time you're certain she's looking at you with admiration.

"Go to sleep little mouse." She says, kissing your forehead once more.

Your eyes flutter closed and you think to yourself "I love you."

Lady Dimitrescu watches as you lose the battle to keep your eyes open. Just as you're falling asleep you say "I love you." It was so soft she wouldn't have heard it if she didn't have supersonic hearing. She gently kisses the corner of your mouth and cuddles you into her.

"Goodnight my sweet girl." She whispers before falling fast asleep.

[citizenscreen]

Bela Lugosi was born on October 20, 1882 #botd 💕

[ariasusroom]

I just discovered Resident Lover and omg Im absolutely obsessed 💕💕 Donna is my absolute favorite but I didn’t like the drawing I made of her, so I’ll do another one lmao, but Bela looked *so* gorgeous in this dress, I knew I had to draw her.It’s just a sketch and its lazily colored version, so theres that 😎👍

[roublardise]

HAPPY FEMSLASH FEBRUARY 🎉

here's my little reclist :)

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-> the ghost sex really haunts me, and the description making the house so alive still inspire me to this day

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-> stunning writing !!! !! !!!!!!

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-> jo gender thoughts in beautiful poetic prose

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-> and basically anything by Ola, half of which is in my to-read list already.. an icon

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-> such an interesting exploration of Hell and being a demon

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-> both of these are Mary/Rowena thesises to me :)

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AND if I may.... here's my own Mary fic 💕

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[youre-only-gay-once]

"we need more mean/traumatized/angry/morally grey women" you guys could barely handle bela talbot

[okeutocalma]

Olá! Você poderia fazer um hot com o pai da Bela de Crepúsculo x leitor masculino? De preferência com o leitor passivo pls 💕

Charlie Swan — Male reader.

O gemido escapou dos lábios de [Nome], carregado de intensidade e sufoco, enquanto seu corpo respondia ao momento com sons baixos, quase involuntários. A respiração entrecortada ecoava no ar, junto ao som, úmido e alto dos corpos se chocando.

O homem grunhiu, seu corpo tendo esparmos quando o pau gordo deslizava para dentro e para fora da ânus babado do dono de pele [clara|escura]. O dono de fios curtos agarrou o travesseiro sob sua cabeça. Você estava de bruços, sua bunda erguida enquanto Charlie o fodia, o pênis indo de dentro para fora de seu interior, dolorosamente devagar.

— Amor — ele gemeu, arqueando as costas.

Alguns meses atrás, uma onda de temor varreu Forks, de muitos ataques de animais. Uma investigação se iniciou. O Departamento de Polícia tomou uma decisão ousada de enviar outro policial para a cidade pequena. O recém formado [Nome], que foi animado para a cidade e acabou se envolvendo com o xerife, acabando tendo um relacionamento sério.

O homem choramingou e olhou de volta para o mascarado por cima do ombro, um pequeno soluço saindo dele.

— Amor — A ponta arrastou-se contra sua próstata, reagente nele enquanto ele gritava suavemente.

— Que policial sujo — o xerife riu, abaixando-se para agarrar os fios do amado, inclinando sua cabeça para trás. As costas de [Nome] gemeu baixinho, as costas se arquearam e ele pressionou seus quadris para trás, fodendo de volta no pau enorme.

— Charlie!

O Swan o fodeu lentamente, deixando o menor se apertar ao redor dele enquanto choramingava e soluçava, ruídos patéticos enquanto ele tentava lidar com isso. O namorado deu uma risada seca e seus quadris se moveram para trás antes de avançar novamente, atingindo a próstata do seu homem de uma forma que fez [Nome] choramingar.

— Eu pensei que meu policial duraria mais do que isso antes de começar a implorar por mais.

— Pare — sussurrou, a voz rouca e trêmula, seus quadris se movendo em uma direção circular, o pau do moreno arrastando contra as paredes de seu rabo.

— Você não quis dizer isso. — Os quadris de Charlie se moveram para frente novamente, penetrando o namorado novamente. O homem gemeu, suas costas arqueando enquanto ele enterrava o rosto no travesseiro. O policial choramingou quando sentiu as estocadas do maior acelerarem, penetrando mais forte em seu ânus, o dono de pele [escura|clara] sentia que estava organizando suas entranhas.

Você não tem certeza de quanto tempo está sendo espetado no pau implacável do Swan. Os sons de seu interior molhado, e o saco batendo contra o seu, os gemidos lascivos e balbucios incoerentes.

[muffinsin]

Hello! First time requester, long time lurker here! 😊

I love all of your stories about the Dimitrescu sisters! They're fantastic and so well written! 💕

I was wondering if you could write one about the sisters meeting an s/o that has a toddler (3-5 yrs old)? The sisters are head over heals for s/o, but are unsure and awkward around the little munchkin at first, then slowly warming up to them and bonding over shared interests.

Like Bela finding out that the kid is really into learning, and she takes it upon herself to teach them anything and everything they want to know.

Maybe the kid wanders into Cassandra’s weapon collection one day, and she sees them take an interest. She proceeds to then talk about the history of each one and promises to teach them to hunt one day.

Daniela finds out the kid loves fairy tales just as much as she does, and she starts reading all her favorite stories to them, complete with voice acting for the various characters in the book.

All the while, s/o sees what's going on and falls even more in love. ❤️💛💚

Thank you! For everything you do! 🥰

Hello! :) thank you for requesting, and lurking. Appreciating all my lurkers as well as those actively interacting with the blog or posts🫶

Thank you! I’m very happy to hear that! :)) absolutely adorable request! Let’s get into it!😊

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Bela

Bela is completely smitten with you

She has been, ever since she met you the first time at the wine event hosted by her mother

Even then, conversation came easy to you two. It started with talking of the business. Of your interest in the Dimitrescu family’s business

Then, easily, the conversation was turned and Bela listened to you talk about you. Eagerly so, she told you a little about herself

Nothing major yet, you don’t have to know of her flies yet or the cadou

She loves talking to you

Every day, she either invites you to the castle or meets up with you in a more secluded section of the village

Bela knows she is catching feelings. She can’t help it around you, no matter the walls built around her

Then, one day, you bring up something new: You have a child

This catches her off guard at first: is there somebody else in the picture? You reassure her there isn’t

Bela doesn’t at all mind that you’ve got a toddler. She is, however, unsure how to proceed

She is extremely maternal. Absolute sweetheart to those she cares about. But- Bela isn’t exactly experienced handling children. Toddlers no less

Even if her sisters sometimes act likes ones

Still, she is very eager to meet your little one

At first sight, she is already completely smitten. She thinks your little one is the sweetest, and adores the fine, but apparent similarities between the two of you

She is unsure how to bond with the small one, though

Of course she is maternal, and often even brings gifts such as toys and fabrics, dolls and such

Then, she notices the toddler’s fondness of learning

You come into the room to find the small child on Bela’s lap almost, completely in awe at the information spilling from her lips

Bela loves learning. She has taught herself many things and is a source of information not only to her sisters, but now also you and your darling little one

She talks of far away lands she has read about and animals never seen in the secluded village. For hours, she talks

Explaining biomes and animals that come with it, while ensuring that she is understood

She’s patient, and doesn’t mind saying things twice. She loves when the little one reacts to her words

In the weeks to come, Bela does everything she can to make the little thing smile. She teaches eagerly, knowing her little student is likewise very eager to learn

Bela is, it turns out, skilled at many things. Or has a general understanding of it at least

Fascinated, you and your child watch as she knits a small, perfectly sized panda for your little one

They love sleeping with it, especially. The small doll/stuffed animal tucked close to their small chest

After this, Bela is keen on teaching your little one how to read and write, as well as you, should you not know how to. This isn’t all that uncommon in the village, she knows

Bela too, is eager to learn more in order to teach you and your child

Bela is absolutely in love with teaching and holding your little one. She praises them for every bit of information they remember

It’s adorable to see the two of them interacting so naturally after such short time

Cassandra

It’s rare for Cassandra to fall head over heels. But she feels it, with you

She feels her attraction to you, as well as the urge to be close to you

Meeting first when she is tasked to find a group of hunters hiding out at the village, and stumbling nearly into you, you’ve caught her attention

Cassandra doesn’t care the fear she strikes when she enters the village. She wants to see you

At first, you’re worried your life is forfeit as the brunette is heard searching and asking for you. Yet when she is in front of you, staring because she definitely did not think of what to actually say, a smile comes to your lips

Cassandra eventually croaks out a small “Hi”

And immediately fights the urge to swarm away. Who says hi?!

It’s awkward at first. Cassandra isn’t one for talking. Yet her fast and eager movements can be a little scary to get used to. Especially with that sickle and dagger at her hip, constantly in reach

She asks you out very early on. She knows what she wants and doesn’t see the point in waiting

Still, she notices, you don’t care the dirty looks you receive for being in her company. She finds it refreshing

After a few dates, you bring up something surprising: a child. A small toddler, yours

Cassandra immediately feels a little discouraged-

She has no idea about children. In fact, the closest to one she’s ever really seen or been close to was Angie Beneviento or perhaps Daniela. But a toddler?

She isn’t good around people. Can she be expected to be good around children?

Cassandra overthinks it, absolutely. She remembers the scared little eyes of young villagers looking at her

Yet, when you reassure her and ask her to meet your little one…those eyes are not scared or hateful

In fact, Cassandra’s dark golden eyes seem to have a firm grasp on your little one

A calming effect, almost. Your small one is too curious about them to be upset, maybe

Still, Cassandra struggles with bonding. She isn’t a children-type of person

This is, until a tiny hand attempts to grasp the handle of her sickle

Cautious at first, Cassandra watches. She knows she can’t let the little one get hurt on her watch. They’re everything to you

But, no. She notices their liking of weapons fast. She practically begs you to visit her at the castle, if only to show you and your child the collection she has

And what a collection it is

Growing up in the village, you are somewhat happy your child is not opposed to weapons and fighting

Cassandra feeds into this hobby, eagerly so

Cassandra allows the little one to hold some of the weapons as she talks about them. She makes sure no body gets hurt, though

She feels as if talking to a child of her own, in a way

She’s never felt this alive. She doesn’t have to hide the thrill hunting gives her, nor her adoration for weapons. Instead, she shares both

She shows off her favorite weapons, and with your permission, even some of her favorite hunting trophies

She shows off casual and specially crafted weapons, and eagerly tells the story of each

Your little one’s eyes sparkle as she talks, Cassandra’s golden ones reflecting in them

Now, Cassandra is by no means fond of information. She has plenty for her weapons though

She talks plenty of the origin of each weapon and their original use

She talks of their effectiveness, and her own opinion of it

Fondly, you watch as Cassandra demonstrates each weapon with a few strikes in the air, safely out of reach. It makes your toddler giggle and grin happily each time

Additionally, Cassandra talks of hunting. What animals to hunt, what weapon is best for what

“You will be the fiercest little predator known to mankind”, she remarks fondly as she tips your little one’s head up. They’re absolutely enthusiastic

Cassandra very quickly becomes one of their favorite people. This is odd, especially for the brunette. She didn’t think she was anyone’s favorite

Still, she takes the title with pride. She promises, one day she will take the little one hunting. The two of them will look after you

Daniela

Upon meeting you for the first time in the castle gardens, Daniela knew she was absolutely smitten

You must be the one!

Despite only being there to make deliveries for the castle, you caught Daniela’s eye

And she has caught yours

She’s a little shy, knowing she technically isn’t supposed to flirt with you. Alcina made it perfectly clear that there aren’t many others trustworthy enough to fill in your position as a delivery woman for the Castle and Beneviento estate

But you just looked so cute, bringing letters and packages!

Daniela simply had to flirt with you. Mother could not blame her for that! And if she did, she would forgive her precious youngest daughter soon enough again anyway

In time, Daniela and your flirting and glances turn to proper conversations

Long walks in the castle gardens, intimate conversations in her room. Held hands, shared kisses, secrets spilled

She learns you have a toddler on your hands, and she’s enthusiastic

She loves children! Even if her reputation makes her scary to most, if not all. Daniela is not the monster they hear of! Yet when she even steps close to hug one, they scream and run in terror

Her heart breaks a little bit when they do so

Daniela immediately asks if she can meet your little one

She insists you can bring them to the castle, as it must be more spacious and warmer than your house. She promises her sisters too, will be on their best behavior

Upon meeting the little one, she is absolutely enthusiastic

It’s a shy little thing at first, and Daniela does her best to try to hold back and not rush in for a hug

Yet, with the little one picking up on the woman’s kind smile and soft appearance (despite her dark clothing, funnily enough), Daniela finds herself the one hugged

That is…unusual for your little one. Daniela must make an impression early on

Nonetheless she eagerly hugs back, grinning at the little giggles she receives in return

Daniela has no hard time bonding with your little one at all. She’s so energetic and sweet, caring and has so much love to give

Not only you, but the toddler sucks it up too

Daniela soon enough picks up on the little one’s enjoyment of stories. Fairy tales, specifically

Of course, there is the village of shadows storybook. It’s one of Daniela’s favorite stories, the one she was told as a goodnight tale countless times

In turn, she tells it to your little one

Then there is sleeping beauty, and the one telling of Rapunzel and her prince. Oh, she loves that one!

With every story, Dani pulls the toddler on her lap and allows them to look at the pictures of the book as she reads

Her voice is light and beautiful, sweet and gentle

It doesn’t once waver, she doesn’t stumble over a single word

As characters talk, she does the voices for them, and it makes your little one giggle so much, it makes your heart ache happily. Daniela all too eagerly giggles along with them

Snow White and the seven dwarfs becomes a favorite soon enough, due to the many voices Daniela makes

Each dwarf receives one, and a backstory and lines Daniela makes up

There is nothing you three rather do than cuddle up and read until all are asleep and warm under the shared, large blanket

[team-avia]

This can be completely ignored if it relates to any spoilers!! But I’ve been curious about the possible love languages of all the RL women?💕

Miranda: Absolute devotion jkjk (not really) Acts of Service and Gifts.

Donna: Physical Touch, Quality Time, and Words of Affirmation (love her I beg)

Cassandra: appreciating her talents and showing interest in her skills and hobbies. she loves being complimented, and she loves physical touch and flirting. she also likes it when people respect her and see the real her.

Daniela: spending quality time together, and lots of cuddling. caring for her and making her feel special. lots of eating out together, food is the way to her heart. she's also very mushy so she appreciates grand romantic gestures.

Bela: ambition! she loves a hard-working independent individual that is motivated. she likes someone who has their shit together. someone who will help her with her tasks and respect her. she can't be bought over with physical affection nor gifts.

Angie: she loves spending loads of quality time with her loved ones. she enjoys someone with a sense of humor and who is up for anything. someone who is open-minded and able to keep up with her

Alcina: someone who appreciates the fine arts and is knowledgeable about the world. someone who she can spend a lot of time with and who she can shower with affection with gifts or physical touch.

bee & cinders

[willalove75]

Alcina request - reader does labor while she watches from the shadows (or maybe her balcony) + nsfw thoughts of reader. Y/n is cutting wood for the fireplaces so the maids can keep the castle warm for the daughters <3

Love this!! Thanks so much for the request!!💕💕

Lets get into it!!

Warnings: masturbation

18+ Only Minors DNI

The morning sun was low in the sky on this chilly Sunday afternoon. Fall has begun to give way to winter so the Dimitrescu girls have been locked inside of the castle until spring.

Lady Dimitrescu is sitting at her vanity wrapped in one of her robes fixing her hair. In her head she's going over all of the things that need to get done, deciding which tasks on her to-do list can wait until tomorrow. It's not often where the Countess gets a day to relax so when the opportunity arises, she does what she can to take advantage of the situation.

*THWACK*

The Lady is pulled from her thoughts when she hears the sound. Pausing for a moment she goes back to the list in her head.

*THWACK*

She closes her eyes for a moment, trying to remain calm.

*THWACK*

Bringing her fingers to the bridge of her nose she prays that the noise outside her bedroom window stops. She doesn't hear the noise for a few seconds and picks up her teacup.

*THWACK*

Lady Dimitrescu all but slams her teacup down and walks over to the windows.

*THWACK*

Unable to see where the sound is coming from, she steps out onto her terrace and looks down. She's taken aback when she sees you raising an axe over your head driving it down and splitting a piece of wood.

*THWACK*

"What on the black gods green earth is she doing?" She mutters to herself.

Unless you work in the kitchens or are assigned to other important roles, usually all maids have off on Sundays to do what they please. Most make their way down to the village or spend time in the maids quarters. Some venture out to the library but for the most part the maids keep to themselves and relax. Watching you outside, in the cold, splitting wood on a Sunday morning was definitely out of the ordinary.

The cold air felt good on your heated skin as you chop the wood. You noticed that the wood pile was running low and the temperature was supposed to drop pretty drastically tonight. The girls, Bela, Cassandra and Daniela, can be hurt by the cold, killed even. It was something you learned early on when you started working at Castle Dimitrescu. In the late fall and winter all windows are to remain closed and every fireplace must be attended to. There's a few maids who are assigned the task but when you mentioned it to them this morning they waved it off and said that it was a problem for tomorrow and headed out to the village. It was something that rubbed you the wrong way, first of all, their tasks weren't complete. Secondly, it's not like running out of firewood would be harmless, it could kill the Countess' daughters. Yes, they were a lot to handle, a lot, but you couldn't understand why the maids thought it was okay in the least to even risk running out of firewood, especially when it's supposed to get so cold outside tonight. So you took it upon yourself to chop some wood, it's something you've done before, but haven't had to do often. You know you're going to be sore tomorrow but in your eyes it's worth it.

Chopping a few more logs you start to sweat more. Glancing around quickly you don't see anyone around so you pull your long sleeve shirt off and toss it aside leaving you in your pants and your camisole. For a moment the cold air bites at your exposed skin but the chill cools you off so much that it's refreshing.

Alcina watches you as you lay the axe against the stump you've been chopping the wood on. She's relieved for a brief second thinking that you're finished until you pull off your long sleeve shirt, wearing just a camisole underneath it. Watching you as you wipe the sweat from your brow, you grab the axe, put another log on the stump, raise your arms and swing.

*THWACK*

When the Countess was looking for a new handmaid you were in the running for the position. She ended up choosing another maid but now she can't quite remember why she didn't chose you. She is captivated as she watches you, she watches the muscles in your back and shoulders move with each swing, how the beads of sweat make your skin glisten in the morning sun, your strong arms, your delicate wrists. She pictures herself pinning your wrists above your head with your back against the wall. She lights a cigarette and closes her eyes, deeply inhaling, exhaling through her nose with a low growl.

*THWACK*

She opens her eyes again and watches you toss the logs onto the pile you've made so far. You've managed to chop a decent amount of wood for the short amount of time you've been out here. Deciding that a few more should do the trick, at least until tomorrow when the person who is supposed to keep the pile stacked refills the rest.

Lady Dimitrescu's attention is pulled away from you when she hears a small knock on her door.

*THWACK*

She turns and goes back inside, the door closing behind her.

Tossing the wood into the pile you see something out of the corner of your eye. Looking up you see the door to the Lady's terrace shut and movement in the window. The morning sun rays are reflecting off of the window too much for you to be able to see inside but you could have sworn that it was her. You begin to pick up the logs and bring them to the pile. Stacking logs in your arms, you go inside and start placing small piles near the fireplaces that are running low.

"Enter." Lady Dimitrescu says, taking a seat at her vanity.

Her new handmaid, Maria, comes in. A tray in her hands with a fresh pot of tea.

"Good morning my Lady."

"You can leave it over on the table." She says, waving in the direction of the table.

*THWACK*

"Is there anything else you need from me, my Lady?"

*THWACK*

Turning her head towards the sound once more Lady Dimitrescu takes a moment before she responds.

"Why is that maid chopping wood outside? I don't believe that is her assignment."

Walking over to the window Maria sees you.

"Oh, yes I saw her speaking to the maids this morning about that. She was gathering wood to tend to the fireplace and noticed that the pile was running low and when she talked to the girls that are responsible for keeping it stocked, they brushed her off and went down into the village. They said that's a 'tomorrow problem.'"

Lady Dimitrescu's eyes narrow at Maria.

"Do they know how cold it's supposed to get tonight?"

"Yes my Lady, y/n had mentioned it."

"And they know my daughters are susceptible to the cold? That it could very well kill them?" She says through gritted teeth.

"I'm not sure my Lady," Maria says nervously. "I don't want to assume, but given their assignment and the fact that every maid is made aware of that, I don't know how they don't."

A growl erupts from Lady Dimitrescu's chest, an anger bubbling inside of her. How can they not care about her daughters safety? About their lives when they were assigned to do the one task that keeps them safe.

"When the maids left, y/n took it upon herself to restock the wood pile, to at least have enough to last through the night." Maria says.

"Very well. That's all." The Countess says, dismissing the maid.

Lady Dimitrescu goes back to the window to find the axe laying against the stump, the logs you cut and the shirt you discarded gone. Her mind wanders back to the sight of you chopping wood. Your glistening, blemish free skin, how she would love to sink her teeth into it. How strong your back and arms looked as you wielded the axe above your head. Your beautiful face, your strong legs. A familiar feeling begins to develop between her legs deep in her core.

She's not sure if it's because of the fact that she hasn't been satisfied in a little while or because of how you looked out there, or because of how you went out of your way to make sure her daughters were safe. Or perhaps it was all of the above. All she knows is that if you were in front of her right now she would throw you onto her bed and ravish you.

The ache in her core grows so she decides to take care of herself before it gets too out of hand.

Making your way through the castle you replenish the wood in the library, the sitting rooms, and each of the girls bedrooms. You decide to take the last stack to the Lady's chambers since you had extra and her room was nearby.

Laying on her bed, her nightgown tossed aside, the Countess works her fingers in and out of herself, replaying the image of you in her head over and over again. Her other hand massages her breast, rolling her hardened nipple between her fingers. Just as she's beginning to feel her orgasm build there's a knock at the door.

"Who is it?" She asks, annoyed that she was interrupted.

"It's y/n, my Lady. I have extra firewood if you need for your room."

Lady Dimitrescu gets up and pulls her robe on, loosely tying it around her waist so she's covered, but open enough to leave little of her chest to the imagination.

The door opens and you look up to see the Countess. You have to snap your mouth shut when you look up to see her in her robe, her large breasts barely covered.

"Enter." She says standing aside. You walk into her room and place the wood next to her fireplace. The click of the door closing gets your attention and you turn to see the Countess slowly walking towards you, like a predator stalking its prey.

"Was that you I saw outside chopping wood this morning?" Her voice is stern.

You stare at her speechless. She did see you. You're not sure if you're afraid or aroused or both.

"Speak pet. I don't like to be kept waiting."

"Y-yes, my Lady."

"I heard you alerted the maids whose responsibility it is to keep the wood pile stocked that it was running low and that the temperature was going to drop significantly tonight, when they did nothing, you took it upon yourself to do another maids work. Is that correct?"

You're fucked, she's pissed, you know it.

"Yes my Lady." You say, your voice barely a whisper.

"Why?"

"Be-because I know the cold can be dangerous to the Ladies of the castle and I-I didn't want any harm to come to them."

You're convinced that she's going to end you right then and there.

"How sweet of you, my little pet." You're taken aback when you realize how soft her tone is. Expecting her to be condescending, you don't sense a hint of it in her voice. She steps up to you, her golden eyes boring into your soul. "Would you like your reward?"

"Reward?"

"Of course, you spent your day off doing physical labor to keep my daughters safe. What kind of Lady would I be if I don't offer you a reward for all of your hard work and dedication?" You stare at her blankly, unsure of what to say. "I'll give you a few options then. You can either take extra vacation days, receive a monetary reward, or, another special reward." Her long fingers dance along the edge of her robe, down her sternum, between her breasts. She pulls the robe open just a touch more and her fingers come to rest at the loosely tied knot at her waist. "So pet, what will it be?"

You feel like you're hallucinating, there's no way this is happening. Of course you've admired the Lady from afar, almost every maid has. But to have her offer you herself as a reward? Did the axe smack you in the head?

Lady Dimitrescu leans forward, her face just inches away from yours. Your eyes flicker to her breasts hanging in front of you, barely covered by her robe anymore. Her gold eyes steal your attention and you notice her pupils dilating.

"Which reward pet? I already told you once, I don't like to be kept waiting."

"Sorry my Lady." You say quietly. "Um," you want to say the special one but suddenly you feel horribly embarrassed. "I-I" Your cheeks turn a dark red that rivals the lipstick painted across her full lips.

"Cat got your tongue?" She teases, her voice low and velvety. The only thing you can do it nod. "Is it the vacation you want?" You shake your head "no." "The money?" Again, you shake your head "no." She smirks, analyzing your face. "Is it the special reward?" You shake your head "yes" this time. "Use your words little pet."

"Y-yes, my Lady. Please."

"Excellent."

She places her hand on your chest and pushes you against the wall in one swift motion. The air gets pushed out of your lungs when you're slammed against the wall. Lady Dimitrescu wraps her hand around your neck and lifts you up against the wall until you're eye level with her. To your surprise, she hasn't cut off your airflow, holding you tight enough to effortlessly lift you, but not enough to choke you. Her knee parts your legs and she presses it up into your core, a whine escaping your lips when you feel her push into you.

She releases your neck, keeping you pinned against the wall with her body weight and her leg. Grabbing your wrists, she pins them above your head against the wall with one of her hands, her other hand firmly grasping onto your waist under your shirt. Her lips brush against yours, you can feel her hot breath on your face. You feel your core begin to throb and hope she doesn't feel it against her leg. Lady Dimitrescu closes her eyes and inhales deeply, she can smell your arousal. Her pupils are blown out when she opens them, the corner of her lip curling just a little.

Her hand under your shirt leaves your skin and she brings two fingers to your lips. Parting them, she slides them into your mouth. Your eyes widen when you taste them, something on them, were you tasting her?

"I was in the middle of something when you knocked on the door. As disappointed as I was to be interrupted, I was happy to see that it was you. I'm sure you can taste what watching you out there did to me. How lucky am I that now I get to have you all to myself?"

She pulls her fingers from your mouth. You're only able to let out a small whine before her fingers are replaced with her tongue. She pulls back with your lower lip between her teeth, pulling a moan from your lips as she does it.

"Now I get to do all of the things I fantasized about."