#olena belikova

[howdybesties]

Green Green Dress

Part of my coffee shop AU check it out #howdys coffeeshop or #dianawrites - wanted to get something done before the new year and what a coincidence! this is set at a New Year’s party! songfic to green green dress from tick tick boom while I get more comfortable writing longer pieces. I reserve the right to retcon this as I finish the AU but Happy New Year besties!

Last time on Cool Beans: Rose has been working at the cafe since the summer. Rose and Dimitri have been secretly dating since Thanksgiving. This is them at the Belikova's New Year’s party.

Dimitri should not have been nervous. They’ve managed to keep it to themselves for weeks, enjoying the new relationship in private.

What he wasn’t prepared for was that dress. That green, green dress. It was kryptonite.

Rose had just entered the Belikova home for their annual New Year’s party. The living room was filled with families from the neighborhood, all wanting to celebrate the past year. Dimitri was making his way through the crowd but Viktoria beat him to the door.

“Rose! You made it!” Viktoria squealed as she hugged her.

“Wouldn’t miss it,” Rose replied, hugging Viktoria back in return. Rose only met the youngest Belikova when she returned home for the holidays but they were becoming fast friends.

Dimitri finally made it to the entryway when he overheard his sister.

“You look gorgeous! You must tell me where you got that dress?”

Rose turned around almost sheepishly from hanging her coat on the rack.

“It’s not too much, is it? There weren’t many options at the thrift store,” Rose glanced towards to crowd inside, sighing in relief when she noticed she wasn’t the only one dressed to the nines.

“It’s thrifted? It looks like it was made for you," Viktoria continued with her compliments.

Hearing the pause, Dimitri took the chance to enter the conversation.

“I have to agree with that sentiment. You look beautiful, Roza.”

Deep, dark velvet hugs your silhouette Black silk stockings, you're my Juliet

The dress was emerald green velvet. A halter neck with twenty buttons down the back. Rose wore it with black silk stockings and a pair of low black slingback heels.

Rose shot Dimitri a devilish grin. “You don’t look too bad yourself, Comrade.”

This was as dressed up as Dimitri would get in his family’s home. A navy turtleneck paired with crisp black slacks. He ran his hand through his hair at the comment. The movement drew attention to a new accessory, a silver chain with a cross. A Christmas present from Rose.

Sensing the shift in tone and the longing looks the pair were giving each other, Viktoria mumbled an excuse about finding her baby niece and excused herself.

Dimitri guided her through the living room to the kitchen where his mother was stationed at the island. “Rose! So glad you could make it! Please help yourself to anything you like,” said Olena.

They left the kitchen with heaping servings of Olivier salad and sparkling wine.

They mingled and danced for hours. Fireworks were set off in the backyard. Many shots were drunk. They wanted to be subtle but the dress proved to be too much. Dimitri could not keep his hands off her and Rose relished in the feeling.

Unlike the New Year’s parties of her past, most of which she was just accompanying Lissa, Rose did not feel alone in the crowd. She didn’t feel like an outsider intruding. The Belikova’s had insisted she be a part of the family photo. With her arms around Karolina and Dimitri, she couldn’t help but feel like she was home somehow.

It felt like not long after the party had started, it had quieted down. Midnight had come and gone and it was a brand new year.

Let's find a chair where we can sit and talk Or get some fresh air, maybe we could take a walk Tell me what you're thinkin', talk about your day Tell me what to do, I'll do anything you say

Most of the guests had returned home and the younger children were put to bed. Rose and Dimitri had finished cleaning up a while ago but they were hesitant to leave immediately after.

They went out to the patio for some fresh air, hoping to cool off from the alcohol. Dimitri held Rose close as they swayed to a soft 80’s pop ballad he had saved on his phone, listening through a pair of wired earbuds.

Dimitri stopped suddenly when he noticed something on the ceiling.

“I thought Adrian had taken down all the Christmas decorations.”

Rose looked to where Dimitri was and spotted the mistletoe decorated with red and gold ribbon.

“Just kiss me, Comrade. I’ve been waiting all night."

With a request like that, Dimitri had to oblige. They met in the middle for a soft kiss.

“Maybe, we could do a little more than just kissing,” he whispered as he leaned down to kiss her neck.

Rose’s eyes widened as she remembered where they were. On the patio of his family home and his family still inside.

“Who are you and what have you done with Dimitri?”

“You asked me what my resolution is. I want to open up more. I don’t want to hide what we have.”

Rose was taken aback by this declaration, albeit a slightly drunken one, but a declaration nonetheless.

“I need to know what Vika snuck into the wine to get you this affectionate.”

“Nothing at all. It’s you, Roza. It’s always just you. You don’t know what you do to me sometimes.”

Rose wasn’t blind, she could see the look in his eyes whenever she teased him. She knows the effect she has on him. However, it was nothing compared to the desire that grew in her that only his words of adoration could bring out. He wants her but he also wants all of her. Not just her body but her soul as well. That’s why she loves him.

“I believe you have another present to unwrap.”

They managed to make it to his car before the buttons were completely undone.

The green, green dress What a pleasure to unwrap Green dress, oh, what it can do What the green, green dress does to me on you Me on you

[gins-potter]

🖊 Romitri, bakery

This ended up double the length it was supposed to be because i couldn't stop writing... whoops? Enjoy x

The moan Rose lets out as she steps into the bakery and inhales the aroma of delicious scents is practically indecent if the judgemental looks from the people waiting in line are any indication.  But she ignores them, along with their grumbling, as she skips past on her way to the counter where she boosts herself right up onto it.

“Olena,” she sings, receiving an indulgent smile in return as she leans in to press a kiss to her cheek.

“Hello, Roza.”  Olena peers past her.  “No Lissa today?”

“Nah, she had an early class.”

Rose waits, somewhat impatiently, as Olena takes an order, ringing it through the register and accepting the customer’s money, before throwing her a pleading look, the silent question accentuated by a loud growl from her stomach.

It makes Olena laugh as she gestures behind her.  “Go, your breakfast is waiting.”

“I love you,” Rose declares, sliding off the counter and leaving her to her next impatient customer.  

She squeezes past Sonya behind the coffee machine, calling a hello as she does, and receives something mumbled in return, a response that’s practically friendly coming from her so early in the morning.  She’s forced to dodge Yeva, who’s coming the opposite way with a tray of hot blini and who snaps something distinctly less friendly in Russian, before she can finally throw herself at the waiting plate of bread with another borderline lewd moan.  To watch Rose take her first bite of the black bread, that’s so fresh it's still steaming, one might think it’s a heavenly experience, what with the way she closes her eyes and tilts her head back.

“Roza!” Viktoria calls, coming out from the kitchen.  “I thought I heard you.”

Rose waves at her friend, savouring the mouthful of bread, but her chewing slows and her nose crinkles as she notices something.

“It’s different,” she says without swallowing, and it all comes out a little garbled.  “The bread tastes different.”

Olena hands the last customer their order in a brown paper bag and bids them a good day before turning to Rose with a raised eyebrow.  Rose is half expecting her to chastise her for talking with her mouth full - something so motherly that Rose still isn’t quite used to it - but instead Olena just asks curiously, “Bad?”

Rose shoots her an indignant look in return and swallows.  “Of course not bad, it could never be bad, just different.  Did you change the recipe or something?” she asks, knowing full well Olena doesn’t follow recipes.

“No.  My son baked the bread this morning.”

Rose, in the process of taking another bite, pauses, and feels her eyebrows rise.  She knows of the Belikov’s only son of course, but in the year she’s become a permanent fixture in their bakery, she’s never laid eyes on him.  She thinks she remembers hearing once that he’s away at school in New York.

Rose’s thoughtful hum turns delighted as she bites into the bread again; she would never admit it to Olena but she thinks she might almost enjoy the tangier flavour of today’s bread more than she usually does.

She hears the door to the kitchen swing open again and Viktoria lets out a crow of laughter.  “Hey Dimka, apparently your bread tastes weird.”

Rose swallows roughly and gestures in surrender so emphatically that she almost loses the rest of her breakfast.  “Woah, hey, I did not say it was weird, I said it was diff-”  Her words die in her throat as she turns to the newcomer and catches sight of quite possibly the hottest guy she’s ever laid eyes on.

Olena’s son has to have nearly a foot of height on Rose, his arms, exposed by his rolled up sleeves, are corded with muscle, and his shoulder-length hair is tied back in a ponytail that Rose has a wild urge to free from its band and runs her fingers through.

“I’ve never had anyone describe my bread as weird before,” he says, cocking his head with a slight smirk.

Rose ignores the cute dimple that’s appeared in his cheek and levels him with a pointed finger, followed by a glare at Viktoria.  “Different, not weird,” she reiterates.

“Different good?”  He folds his arm across his chest and Rose forcibly drags her eyes away from them.

“That’s yet to be determined,” she shoots back coyly.

“You must be the infamous Roza.”  He offers her a hand to shake.  “Dimitri.”

Rose isn’t too sure about the use of the word ‘infamous’ but accepts the proffered hand regardless; it’s big, and callused, and warm, and she doesn’t want to let go.

“It’s nice to meet you, Dimitri.  And I guess I’ll just have to try your bread again tomorrow to decide.”

“Yes,” Dimitri says, with a slight chuckle, finally, regrettably, releasing her hand.  “I’ve already been told to expect you most mornings.”

Rose levels a glare around at the Belikova women who are watching their exchange with thinly veiled amusement; even Karolina has appeared in the kitchen doorway to observe.  Dimitri moves to his mother’s side and ducks to press a kiss to her cheek.

“I’m going to meet Ivan for a couple hours, Mama, but I’ll be back for the lunch rush.”

Olena reaches up and pats his cheek, smoothing away a stray streak of flour that’s found its way there.

“It was nice to meet you, Roza,” Dimitri says, before lifting his hand in farewell to his family as he heads for the door.

“He called me Roza,” Rose says faintly, once he’s out of earshot.

Viktoria shoots her a bemused look.  “We all call you Roza.”

“Yeah, but not like that.”  Rose snatches up her breakfast and hurries after him, ignoring Yeva’s bark of Russian that follows her, no doubt a warning of the perils she’ll face if she doesn’t return her plate.  “Hey,” she says, catching up with Dimitri at the door.

Dimitri looks amused to see her, but holds the door open for her to step through.

“So, when are you heading back to New York?”

“I’m not.  I finished my degree last semester, I’d moved back home to help out for a few months before I worked out my next move, but…”

“But…” Rose prods.

Dimitri’s eyes trace over her face.  “But maybe there’s more here for me than I thought.  I’ll see you around, Roza.”

Rose grins, “See ya, comrade.”

[belikov-barnes]

Headcanon that Zoya Belikova forms a special bond with her Auntie Roza. She wants to learn all about Auntie Roza’s pranks, rebellious ways, and hopes to grow up to become a guardian just like her. The Belikova women notice how uncomfortable Rose is with children, so they always encourage her to get to know them and bond. Karolina soon regrets it, as Zoya starts recreating some of Auntie Roza’s Best Moments™. But nobody regrets this more than Dimitri himself, who one day is greeted by his little niece with a “privet comrade”. Rose finds it absolutely hilarious, and Yeva can’t help but chuckle at the defeated look on Dimitri’s face. 

[kate-read-that]

Shoutout to the Belikova girls for accepting a stranger damphir they didn't know for shit just because an alchemist said that stranger had muttered their name.

Shoutout for them deciding to love and protect that girl because she had met and loved their brother, believing only her word for it, and treating her like a sister from then on.

Belikova girls man.

[sydneysageivashkov]

Yeva is the only one who saw Viktoria/Zoe coming and she was SMUG about it

No one really thinks too much of it when Yeva keeps pestering Viktoria to be nice to that Sage girl - "she is your cousin-in-law, she is family" - until Olena gets a call in the middle of the night from Viktoria like "on my way to burn down the Alchemists with Zoe, Dimitri and Sydney are already in on it, we'll be back in a few months also she will probably no longer be a cousin-in-law soon" and Olena just slowly turns to Yeva, who just keeps sipping her tea

[romitritrashswiftie]

Okay but who else wants to try Olena Belikova’s black bread? Just me? Okay.

[roza-dhampir]

Cooking competition between Christian and Olena.

Anonymous points from everyone.

I would love to read it!

Or see it as fanart.

[shadowkissed-mina]

Vampire Academy - Bloodstream Cast ( Part Four )

Joely Richardson as Queen Tatiana Ivashkov

Elyse Levesque as Sonya Karp

Helen Mirren as Yeva Belikova

Rachel Weisz as Olena Belikova

Kate Mara as Karolina Belikova

Nina Dobrev as Sonja Belikova

Adelaide Kane as Viktoria Belikova

Cameron Boyce as Paul Belikov

- part one ( x ) - part two ( x ) - part three ( x ) -

[vafanartbytimi]

Belikova family portrait

[rose--hathaways]

When the Belikova women learn Rose is Abe's daughter and Rose didn't even know who Abe was when they met, Olena calls Abe a whinging cunt in Russian and chews him out for not being a part of Rose's life

oh absolutely, any fear she may have had about abe before completely vanishes after she finds out and she 100% loses her shit (as she should)

[thegoldenlily]

All the money Adrian gave Rose during VA was Nathan Ivashkov's money, Rose used that money on her trips to save Dimitri, Dimitri's father is Rand Ivashkov who is Nathan's brother, and even though Rand complains about his family not talking to him, he still has more than enough wealth to fly to international dhampir communes and abuse women. So Rose taking money from Adrian and Dimitri getting restored was like payment to Olena Belikova for her pain and suffering by giving her back her son ❤

I had a Chaotic Duo story I was going to write a while back where Adrian took Rose shopping and it was all put on Nathan's credit card.

I like this idea. I also think Nathan and Randall both need to pay an asshole tax to their respective families. It's only fair

[belikov-barnes]

Rose having a strong familial bond with Belikova women is ❤ I headcanon Viktoria went to the United States after she graduated St. Basil's. She and Rose cleared the air about Rolan and became closer than ever.

Olena loves to dote on Rose, knowing how she didn't really have that experience as a child. Karolina gets really protective, and takes on a role as a big sister. She also loves to tease Dimitri and tell Rose all of the embarrassing stories about him that she can. Sonya takes a while to open up to Rose. She's learnt to not trust people too quickly, since she's been hurt in the past. But it's this protective instinct in her that Rose can relate to, and after a few visits Sonya feels comfortable to open up and trusts Rose implicitly. She and Rose end up becoming confidants in each other, because they know they can trust the other to be straight and call each other out on their bullshit when necessary. Yeva loves pushing Rose's buttons, but she really is very fond of her. She'll just never tell her that outright! The kids love Rose. They all look up to her and admire that she's a badass guardian in charge of protecting the QUEEN! And Viktoria just sees Rose as another best friend. She immediately clicked with Rose the first time she met her in Baia, and after their reconciliation they got even closer. Plus, I always thought it would make more sense for Viktoria to come to Palm Springs with Dimitri and Sonya in The Golden Lily. She's someone that Rose and Dimitri would trust completely to help keep Jill safe and would be around the right age to be in school with her.

[kate-read-that]

I just want Dimitri's mother to come over to Court and just. Love Rose. Like. Kiss her and hug her and Dimitri and call Rose "my beautiful daughter" and "my brave girl" and "Roza Belikova" as Jeanine Hathaway watches in shame for the way she's treated Rose all those years as Olena gives her daughter all the love she deserves.

Also, Lissa os there too and has to sit and watch as Dimitri's sisters show her how real sisters behave, loving Rose instead of asking things from her.

That's it.

[sydneysageivashkov]

Rolan Kislyak and Randall Ivashkov belong in the landfill with Jared and Nathan for abusing Viktoria, Sonya (Belikova) and Olena

ohhhh good point, @zmeyette-junior petition for rolan to join the bad fathers club