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muffinsin · 2 days

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Also if it's not too much trouble, here's a request for whenever you can get to it ^^

Could you please write some more Daniela x werewolf gf (a/b/o)? Dani keeping them around and having them on a collar + leash 👀 Also loved all the licking from the first one so that would be appreciated as well. Thanks!

- simp anon

Hell yeah, some more Dani content! Let’s get into it :)! I’m not sure what other werewolf gf HCs I wrote, but I’d guess it’s somewhere in the masterlists if I wrote it, seeing as you mentioned a first post, hon🙌

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You’re her precious little puppy, as she likes to playfully call you

Sometimes, your name is upgraded to her “big, scary wolf”. At other times, you’re simply her “pretty pup”

The way she went about courting you was- quite her style, simply put

She stumbled upon you in the forests outside the castle, injured, yet having slain yourself a deer

She watches for a while, her golden eyes flittering across your fur and large body stature

She knows, without doubt, you’re a werewolf. No varcaloc is built this way, and no lycan looks this pretty

As she watches you transform back into your human form as the sun rises, she nearly gasps in excitement

Daniela knows: she must have you

And have you, she did, and does

Dragged off to live at the castle, things could’ve gone a lot worse for you. Alas, you’re living comfortably

Kept mainly in her room, you somehow serve as her pet, you feel

Still, she appreciates you as both, the beast- as she likes to affectionately call your beastly form- and the human

From the first day of waking up in her room until today, you are made to wear a collar. A beautiful, burgundy one, with a dark green gemstone embedded at the front that so clearly marks you as hers

You have learned, especially in your early days at the castle, that there is no taking it off should she not permit it

And really, in time, you don’t see a reason to take it off

It’s a comfortable weight against your throat, and serves as a beautiful reminder that you are wholly hers

When transformed, you are to wear a larger, thicker collar, that usually comes with a leash that is attached when she is with you

Often, she insists on picnics out in the forest, and usually, you are made to carry the wooden basket by the handle in your mouth, your sharp teeth digging into it and a snarl, then a whimper, coming from you whenever the leash is tugged just slightly too hard

While being a rather playful predator, more entertained by toying with her prey than actually capturing it right away, she likes to take you on hunts with her

And really? You enjoy it immensely

Her sweet, loud giggle as she shows you off as hers, the big, bad werewolf appearance that never fails to pull a fearful expression from her prey

Sometimes, she demands you chase after the poor fools

At other times, she merely laughs, blows you a kiss, and excitedly swarms after them

In winter, she likes to warm up by sleeping on top or below you

Usually, this means curling up in your werewolf form in front of the fireplace and feeling her colder body curl up and cuddle into your fur, or curling up on top of her in your humane shape, your nose gently pressing into her neck as you sleep and share her bed

In the beginning, you were granted only a few pillows on the floor next to her bed

Nowadays, she usually allows you to sleep cuddled up or at the foot of her bed, surrounded by her scent and pillows

She likes to give you pats and scratches, whether you are transformed or not

Daniela enjoys doing this especially around your neck, ears, head and shoulders

In return, she likes when you kiss or lick down her neck and stomach

A secret desire of hers is to have you demonstrate your strength

Whether this is during hunts or at random doesn’t matter to her, yet it has her swoon every time

To have someone this powerful and strong; yet not compare to her own strength

Still, she relishes in the feeling of your strong arms when you help her out the tub or pick her up in the mornings

Often, she will outright ask you to lift her

At other times, she likes to let herself fall down into your arms. She knows you will catch her, after all

And at other times, Daniela will merely grow quiet and blush as you pick her up at random and she attempts to cool her warm face with her cold hands

During the day, she likes to take you hunting, cuddle together, kiss and share meals, tend to hobbies, or read stories either together, or have her read to you

During meals, your position varies based on your form

As a human, you are allowed to sit at the table, next to her, your leash tied around the table leg, your chair close to hers

When transformed, you are made to sit by her feet, sat on the floor, eating from a plate or bowl, collared and your leash held tightly in her unoccupied hand

Sometimes, she shoots you a loving smile and slips some more meat off her plate and onto yours

She insists, you look adorable, looking up at her in this form, she can’t help but slip you more food even as Alcina scolds her for it

When tending to hobbies, she likes to share all of hers with you, and indulge in yours

She likes to spend time with you as you tend to yours, or parallel play and focus on her in the meantime

In cases of tending to the garden, she often asks you to help her out in winter, when she stands longingly at the window, yet her heart swoons as she watches you remove the weeds for her and plant flowers when she can’t

And lastly, as it comes to reading, the loves nothing more than to cuddle up in your fur, warm and soft, and read to you

Usually, she lets you choose what story and book she picks up, should she not be in the mood for something specific already

In the end, both of you know, you’re hers, and she is yours

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu x reader #beta reader bc undefined #simp anon #this has been in my inbox for…ages

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muffinsin · 4 days

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honestly Ive been so interested with what the hc of the sister would be when they got reborn. The emotions, confusion, love they got from Alcina. What did Alcina need to help them with. Like bathing,clothes,eating or even speaking. How did the other lords react to the girls and how did the girls react to the other lords.

I guess this will be more around them as new siblings and daughters to Alcina.

I would love to hear your thoughts about this but like always take your time.

This is so wholesome🙌 Let’s get into it! :)

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A mass of flies, withering, chirping, moving here and there. This is how it began

Nothing special, even, Alcina thought back then. Flies. Insects. A pest

Was it a punishment? She had asked for daughters, not pets. Certainly not such tiny, winged ones

What a cruel gift it was

Of course, she looked after the three large piles of flies. After all, they were given to her by Mother Miranda. But- why? Would the insects become drone-like spies, perhaps? Alcina scowled at the thought, back then. Surely, these things would be by far better off at Heisenberg’s!

What a cruel fate, after she had been given the promise of daughters! Three girls. Instead, three piles of nearly dead, rotting, insects

What to do with the bedrooms?

The cribs?

The toys?

The pacifiers?

The tiny dresses? The cute shoes she had purchased for her future daughters?

The countless hours spent at night trying to come up with names for the trio she would soon help deliver into this world

Perhaps, it is good she couldn’t come up with any so far. Not that rotting, infected insect-drone-spies would be worth any name! Something of no consciousness, no thought, no sense of self awareness

At least, this is what she thought…

Bela

Alcina remembers the day her eldest came into the world perfectly well

She remembers the snowy wind smashing against the windows, the cold breeze in the castle fought off by warm air from the fireplace

She remembers sitting by such a fireplace, down in the cellars, writing her usual reports on the cadou-infected flies when suddenly…she heard a sound

A cracking. Small, and squishy. Alarmed, she had jumped up. It sounded almost as though the insects were…splitting..!

And to her greatest surprise and horror, they did

Thousands she so carefully tended to, simply snapping in half and splitting open

Only, did new ones crawl from them. More, and more. So many she had to take a step back

Then, her golden eyes widened as the flies assumed a form

A woman, petite and slim, sitting on the floor, biting the air and squealing quietly as if in fear of the strange amount of insects whirling around

A woman…

A daughter? Could it be?

She remembers, she suddenly felt anxiety. She had not anticipated this any more. Suddenly, she thought of all the emotions her appearance would trigger

Pain. Fear. Hurt. Anger. Disgust

Would she scare the woman off the moment she came into this world?

When the woman turned, it was Alcina who was startled, though

The woman sported a pair of beautiful, bright golden eyes, such as Alcina’s

She bore golden locks of hair, smeared with blood and with dead insects stuck inside, yet beautiful in their colour nonetheless

Then, a squeak came from the blonde again. She looked up at her, worried

“Mama”

Alcina still cannot comprehend why she had said it. She simply felt it, then, when those wide, fearful, golden eyes looked up at her. Fear, that was not directed at her

And the woman? She so eagerly beamed at the phrase, as if understanding her

Upon closer inspection, Alcina noticed: while locked in the body of an adult, the woman seemed truly reborn. Her child

Her daughter

Neither of them needed words from the blonde- they both understood the deep bond created

With a smile tugging at her lips, Alcina still remembers the thought that had come to her then:

“My beautiful girl. I know you will be a bright one, my dear. I will name you, Bela”

Again, the reborn smiled widely. Alcina heard the flies surrounding them buzzing happily

Yes, a smart one indeed, to seemingly understand her mother, even if she was unable to respond properly back then

With a warm smile, she picked her eldest up, and with a look thrown over her shoulder at the other two piles of flies, she held her darling Bela close, her embrace promising unconditional love, care, protection and warmth

Cassandra

Just as with her eldest, Alcina often fondly thinks back to the rebirth of her fierce middle child

She remembers having put Bela to bed, a makeshift crib in her own bed; she hadn’t quite anticipated her daughters to be adult-sized, though looking back, she could face palm at such naivety

Unlike with Bela however, she was prepared this time

Equipped with warm clothing and a glass of blood, she waited at the table in the warm room, until finally, she heard the strange noise again

Wet, squishy cracks. Loud buzzing, as if irritated

She heard the frustrated squeals and whimpers immediately as her second child was reborn

Upon gazing down at her, Alcina noticed: this one was a brunette, with strong, deep golden eyes. A lazy eye, and thick lips covered in blood. Whose? Alcina has yet to figure that out to this day

She remembers the little one’s growls and squeals to make up for words unable to be spoken

And yet, she understood her daughter’s frustration immediately

“Calm yourself, darling”, she coaxed, one of her large hands gently cupping the infantile woman’s head while the other made quick work of swatting away the flies that buzzed around her and irritated her so

“There, it’s all good, my little fly”, she hummed

Yet, it was then her turn to squeak in surprise, when she went to brush the blood from her daughter’s lips and felt sharp, untrained teeth dig into her hand instead

Shocked, she drew her hand back with a loud roar coming from the unexpected pain

And yet, no anger that bubbled up in her came to surface, as the quivering lip and wide, surprised eyes belonging to her daughter were indication enough that she did not intend to harm her

As such, a smile came to her lips. She had found the proper name for this one, and with her injured hand cupping the brunette’s face, she announced:

“Cassandra, my fiery little huntress”

Like her eldest, Cassandra seemed to understand her, too, clasping her hands eagerly

And again, she heard the flies her darling was made of buzz excitedly and warmly. A bond, a promise

And yet, unlike little Bela, this one was less eager to be picked up by her mother, so when she was taken under her armpits, she merely growled and phased right through Alcina in the form of many, little swarms of flies

Confused, she had titled her head. She still laughs a little upon remembering this

It took a few more tries and coaxing, even convincing the reborn toddler-like brunette that she could not walk just yet, but eventually she felt her middle child against her, too

And while she expected her to be fussy, she was anything but

In fact, Alcina noted how still the brunette became, utterly focused on patting at her chest in an attempt to reach and touch the heart she felt and heard beating gently underneath

At last, with a smile and a warm, loving kiss pressed to Cassandra’s forehead, she promised love, care, protection and warmth, too

Daniela

Two daughters reborn, tucked in in her large bed, cuddled into one another, snoring and whining at one another in their sleep

Twisting and turning, stealing their blankets from one another until Alcina tucked them in one each and wrapped them up snugly

However, a single pile is remaining

The youngest daughter

Alcina’s heart skipped a beat at the thought. Three daughters. Her daughters. Hers to raise, to guide, to love and nurture, to look after, to protect with her life should it come down to it

This time, Alcina was completely prepared, having learned from Cassandra that her youngest might also awaken with a near insatiable feeling of hunger

Her head snapped to the side, then. Ah, yes

The noise, again

When she heard the by then familiar snapping and cracking, she jumped to her feet quickly, eager to get close to the pile of flies

This time, however, her daughter seemed to have issues finding her way around in their swarm. Squeals and whines, growls and mewls were heard

Then, a hand reached out

Alcina nearly gasped in surprise when it latched onto her own, five fingers wrapping around her index and middle finger with surprising strength

“It’s all right, little one, they will calm soon”, she promised as the little bundle of flies and limbs seemed to grow fussy at the insects swarming around her

Then, slowly, more was revealed

Auburn hair, equally sticky and tangled with flies and blood, but evidently soft and long

A button nose, poking up and scrunching up in-between the swarms of flies

Upon tapping it with her fingertip, a little squeal was heard from the swarm. Alcina could have sworn the love she felt then shot right from her heart

Then, soft cheeks, with some baby fat still that her sister lack, soft, pink lips, and lastly, equally golden eyes

But they were special, too

It seems the cadou did not fully take this one’s eyes over, she noted, for she saw specks of green mixed into the gold irises

Then; another wave of emotions hit her. However, this one did not originate from her, but from the flies surrounding her and slowly bonding and connecting with her through the cadou they shared

A feeling was shared. Love. Confusion. Dependency

“I’m here, my little Daniela”, Alcina spoke lovingly

Unlike her sisters, the tiny redhead neither struggled, nor showed disinterest as she was picked off the cold floor, but rather immediately pushed herself to her mother and headbutted her neck affectionately

Alcina smiled, and with a reassuring squeeze of her youngest daughter’s back, she let her know of the love, care, protection and warmth she would always receive unconditionally, too

After this, life at the castle changed drastically, as did Alcina’s

Too little to walk, too little to stand, she was usually seen walking with three women attached to her

One, cradled in her left arm, the other in the right, and the third sat on top of her shoulders, as if a cat lounging on a window sill

She bathed them, and for the first few years would be the only to bathe them

Partly, this was to protect the staff from her daughters and their seemingly insatiable bloodlust, especially in their early years

Partly, it was merely protectiveness and possessiveness over her little ones

This was also made apparent in the way she kept them close at night

For the first few years, the three sisters slept in her bed, and eagerly so, tucked close like hatchlings sticking to their dragon mama. And right it was

One of the earliest activities done together was learning how to stand, walk and swarm

Cassandra, the stubborn little thing, was the first to succeed, swarming about happily and squealing while her sisters still stood like baby deers on their shaky legs

Still, Alcina praised each and every one of them for every little achievement they made

Whether this was standing, waddling to her occasionally, walking, or even swarming successfully

Then, there came hunting. A primal desire, but a necessary act her daughters seemed to enjoy a lot

Again, Cassandra picked up on catching her prey especially early on. Relying on strength she was gifted with, the brunette took down boars even in her first few years of her reborn life

Then, however, Alcina discovered it was Daniela who caught up quickly- quite literally

She realised, somewhat proud and dreadful at the same time, she had a runner

A quick little thing indeed, darting corners and scurrying along quickly the moment she mastered walking and swarming

Often, the tall, intimidating lady of castle Dimitrescu was seen chasing her youngest for all kinds of reasons, whether that be baths, mealtimes, bedtimes, or simply to catch her little runaway and prevent her from stumbling down some stairs

And while Bela certainly did not lack the quality to hunt with her sisters, Alcina noticed early on that her eldest took joy in other things

This way, she often sliced a deer the eldest was chasing, aware that she would be demotivated easily and was not as fast nor strong as her sisters

However, in the later years, Bela’s talent was discovered quickly: an academic one

For Bela was the one to learn to write, read and speak the quickest

Something Alcina has noticed and finds endearing to this very day, is that even back then her eldest copied her language, using phrases she heard her say and repeating them like a parrot

Funnily enough, this is where “man-thing” finds its origin; her eldest, repeating phrase after phrase like a parrot, catching this and that and mixing things here and there

So when Alcina one day complained about a man pathetic enough to attempt to sell her things, of course, her little parrot picked it up right away, lisping about what a “horrible man-thing” he was!

She decided she liked the phrase, and while Bela is unaware of what she has started to this day, she all too happily received the praise and head scratches she was showered in for her little slip up

In time, all three sisters are taught to read, write and express themselves properly. Enough so that Alcina encourages them to pick up more hobbies

And she was again there, supporting them though it all

She spent hours a day with bright little Bela on her lap, reading up on this and that, explaining hidden meanings to her daughter

Often, she’d keep her eldest with her at work, her presence soothing in difficult times, her curiosity refreshing

Then, of course, there was hunting with Cassandra. She always made sure to make extra time for this activity with her middle child

Afterwards, it was not uncommon for them to talk of weapons, another hobby and interest Alcina encouraged her to pursue

And lastly, her little Daniela, with her head up in the clouds, asking for Mother’s help with planting flowers and decorating the castle

She too encouraged her youngest in this, and smiles to this day when she enters rooms in the castle decorated by her bright girl

Of course, the library is among those, the room in which countless hours were spent reading and recreating fairytales

And the lords? Yes, they certainly knew a lot of the three fly-spawns

And still, Alcina saved it for a good century until they were allowed near. If only because it took her some good years to help them manage their bloodlust

The first Lord to meet them is Donna, the most trusted in Alcina’s eyes

The second, perhaps surprisingly, is Heisenberg

And while she lightly encouraged her darlings to tease and annoy him during his stay, to make his life a little more difficult, she found- to her greatest annoyance- that her two youngest absolutely loved the Lord, even as Bela stayed by her side to glare at the man-thing from across the room

Yet..she could not deny them the visits to the factory ever so often, even as they returned with sweaty dresses from hot steam and a strong smell of Lycans and metal

And why? Simply because they wore such precious smiles, talking for hours to no end about the newest soldiers and weapons crafted

Yes, her daughter’s smile whenever the factory was brought up was enough for her to tolerate the man-thing

And lastly, they were taken to a Lord’s meeting all at once, and only once, centuries after their rebirth

While Alcina talks about her daughters a lot, she prefers to keep them hidden away from the Lords and the meetings as much as she can

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu

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muffinsin · 5 days

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If you want to👀👀)) how the G!P Dimi sister react to reader asking the sister to put them in a mating press??

This is quite the fun concept! I’m surprised I haven’t written them in that position all that much yet XD Let’s get into it! ;)

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Bela

She’s the type to have been taking people in this position without even knowing it’s a known position

She just likes to thrust in deep and hard, is all

Alas, when you broach the subject and ask her, she isn’t quite sure what you mean

She isn’t caught up with sex positions

Still, she agrees. Any position is one she is willing to try. Especially if you ask her to

Upon explaining the type of position you want her to take you in, her lips turn into a smug smirk

Ah, yes. That one

Yes, she is quite familiar with that one

And she is all too eager to take you this way

While being gentle with you, Bela likes to subtly prove some points with you

1), that she is well stronger than you and fully capable of taking you however she wants, whenever she wants it

Secondly, that she is all but towering over you

And lastly, that she is strong, fast, and capable in every regard

As such, she likes to push you down on your back and force your legs up, her large hands gripping your thighs slightly tighter than necessary

The next time the two of you are intimate, she all too happily pulls you in the position, her cock ready and aching already

She can go for a long time like this, with little breaks granted here and there

By the end of it, you feel stretched, yet full, her white, watery cum dripping from you and moving about within you with every move

And she wouldn’t have it any other way. She enjoys the view greatly

Usually, she will lean down to nibble at your chest or collarbone, her warm breath tickling along your skin

Her grip is firm, but not painful. However, either way, there is no escaping her grasp if she doesn’t allow it

When taking you in this position, you both feel it

She thrusts in deep, her long cock hitting even the back of your holes

And while she takes breaks in-between orgasms, she can go for hours to make sure you are properly bred from the treatment

Afterwards, she likes to lean down to lick up some of the cum dripping back out of you

If you’re lucky, or perhaps unlucky- if you’re so very sore already, it will turn her on again and inspire her to have you go another few rounds

Cassandra

It’s one of her favourite sex positions by far, up there with back shots and taking you while you’re tied up or down for her

Really, her huge cock and thick cum is perfect for mating

As such, this position in particular is used when her breeding kink has been triggered

And Cassandra can go for a long time

She pushes you down on her bed, mounts you, grabs your ankles and has at it

Often, your ankles will be bruised after. Not enough to seriously harm you, as long as she doesn’t want it to, but always enough to leave her marks on you

Often, you find the skin sore or light purple from her tight grip

And often, the rest of your body is equally marked

From the prints on your ass from her balls slapping against you repeatedly, to the bloody puncture wounds all over your jaw, throat, collarbone and chest caused by her teeth, she is sure to mark you up

She has very high endurance and can go for hours, and will not stop until satisfied

Even if this takes hours and has her drag countless orgasms from you

She loves feeling her own cum in you while she takes you

The warm softness, the wet feeling all around her as she thrusts her hips and pushes her creamy cum deeper into you

While not being serious, nor able to get you pregnant, she thrives off the idea of breeding you in this position

She likes to refer to you as her “little bunny” in this position. It’s no surprise that she is your matching part, the big, bad wolf everyone makes her out to be

When you approach her about wanting to try out the position for the first time, she wastes no time, but rather makes some for you

Truly, your offer is simply too tempting for her to even think of denying it

Her work, cleaning her sickle and daggers, is long forgotten in favour of shoving you backwards onto her bed and mounting you

She’s rough and hard on you, hungry and strong, insatiable and predatory

Only when you are pumped full enough for her cum to spill out even as you still cockwarm her does she get enough

Unlike her sisters, Cassandra likes to keep you plugged up for some more time by having you cockwarm her. She doesn’t bother pulling out if you don’t want her to

Daniela

The youngest of the bunch, certainly

And yet- Daniela is perhaps the one most familiar with this position

She has a vast knowledge of numerous sex positions, toys, accessories, and so on. This is only one of them

When you bring it up and ask her to take you this way, she is thrilled!

Eager and easily excited, she casts aside her book to immediately push you over and straddle you, uncaring of the fierce blush on your cheeks due to the location this takes place in

She reassures you; the library is hers, anyway

Her hands find your thighs first, grabbing hard and groping eagerly as she swarms out her dress

In her excitement, she all but shreds your trousers, hell bent on getting to her prize and taking it

It only takes a few thrusts of her sensitive, long cock against you for her to grow hard

A few more moments of making out and having you grope her breasts, and she is already leaking precum against your hole

Now, Daniela is big on breeding, whether she breeds you, or she is the one being bred

In turn, this is triggered especially when in this position

Daniela cums a lot, fast, and often. One, two, five, six orgasms mean little to her

She likes to keep going longer, longer, longer. If you don’t ask, it’s unlike she will think of granting you a break, completely high on the feeling of your wet hole soaked in her cum and squishing with every thrust into you

She will be sure to breed you properly, and throughout

Don’t be surprised when your stomach bulges slightly in no time

When done, usually only after hours or to take it someplace else, she likes to push a plug in you for a couple of hours

She insists, she can smell herself in you

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu

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muffinsin · 11 days

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we are indeed interested in the Bela monster fucking and we are dying to see it!!!!! Take your time of course but she considered it because Daniel got one Cassandra got like 4! And poor Belas got zero :(

Poor thing, getting neglected there

They’re based on specific monsterfucking requests sent to the inbox :) rip otherwise I tend to forget

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu

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muffinsin · 16 days

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saw something about an anon discord server a while back- any requirements for entry?

also, glad to see you back, muffin! missed seeing you on my dash. but also take as long as you need when it comes to time away, k?

- 🐺

I’m not in it, so I couldn’t tell you :)🙌

Edit for all: there is no official server for *this* blog. Whether for anons or in general

Heh yeah, being occupied these days but it’s lovely to write here and there!

#lycan 🐺 anon

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muffinsin · 16 days

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Hey just wanted to ask if you will be open to do a story on the siblings.

I love the fluffy stories you do for them and I would be very grateful if you could do other one. I don't mind what at all maybe other people have a good idea.

Maybe one about Bela this time about needing comfort even though she tries to hide it. I love wondering what they would do if one of them where sick as well as what her mother would do so I guess that's one idea.

Bela being ill and trying to hide it to do jobs her sisters need help with or her mother. She would get yelled out by Cassandra as Daniel snuggles wishing her to get well as Cassandra joins in all tough saying she's only doing it to keep an eye on her as she mother was the one to help heal Bela.

Now that would be funny and fluffy I guess I had an idea over all.

Btw how is Bela monster fucking going? I can't wait.

Awh, this is adorable🙌 regarding the Bela monster fucking- I don’t think there’s any requests in the inbox for that or any interest I’m aware of :)

There’s so many sibling bonding asks in my inbox, it’s adorable y’all

Let’s get into it ;)!

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Bela Dimitrescu does not get sick

Or; she tries to convince everyone, including herself, of this at least

While being understanding when her family falls sick, she is much different when it comes to herself

Bela is very much the type to ignore it, grit her teeth and keep going

And sometimes, it works. It pushes her to the limit and utterly exhausts her, yet, sometimes, the illness and dizziness does fade even without careful rest and medication

Sometimes, that is, mind you

It seems, now is not one of those times

She is no longer merely sniffing here and there and struggling to breathe in and out through her nose

No, the fever is weakening her, no matter how hard she fights it. It seems, fighting and pushing forwards only makes it worse

Her vision blurry, her limbs heavy and aching, she forces herself to keep going and refuses to let anybody know of her condition

Even as she grows too weak and feverish to even swarm alongside her younger sisters

She- doesn’t want to disappoint. She wants, no, needs to keep working

One morning it seems particularly bad, when she falls back onto the hard mattress the moment she sits up, her head aching and the all too familiar dizziness causing the room to spin for a few moments

Again, she merely grits her teeth, hard and frustrated enough for a fang to chip slightly. She doesn’t dare flinch and whimper at the sharp, cold pain it causes

As she forces her thighs off the bed and her feet to move across the room at last, the dizziness seems to only grow worse. Closets and cabinets spin, her window a mere blurry, bright light

She changes out of her clothing as the bathtub fills next, her mind and body overly aware of the thin layer of sweat covering her; no doubt another affect of the fever tormenting her

With difficulty, she manages to scrub herself clean, her frustration evident in the force she applies, so that the sponge leaves soapy, bloody scratches along her pristine skin

A second, a single, short moment, she allows herself to throw her head back and howl in pain and frustration, her tears thick and her lips pulled to an angry snarl

Within another moment, she forces her weak body to cease shaking

Breakfast is- a difficult affair

Attempting to calm her family’s worried stares, she eats the meat and drinks the bloodied wine presented to her

And yet, every bite makes her stomach turn and scratches against every inch of her sore throat like sandpaper

She gulps down the wine all too eagerly, chasing the soothing feeling of liquid calming and wetting her dry and sore throat

When asked whether she is alright by Cassandra, she flat out lies through her teeth. She smiles, even as her face muscles ache, and confirms

Work is- nearly overwhelming her

Her eyes are heavy, her body covered in sweat yet again despite her bath only two hours prior

She’s panting and whimpering quietly to herself in her office, her shaky fingers gripping the pen tightly, her wet hair clinging to her warm face

She considers opening the window, even as she knows the icy cold air outside means death

But…only a crack..she shakes her head at her own thought. No, she is too smart to open a window in winter

Yet, her body feels as if on fire. Her dress feels wet and heavy, restraining, even

She wants nothing but to take it off already

How much longer is it? She checks the clock at her wall repeatedly. Six hours. Six hours. Five hours and fifty-seven minutes. Time just won’t pass quickly, it seems, no matter how hard she wants it to

In half an hour, no work has gotten done

She feels sick and dizzy, yet the mere thought of standing up to head to the bathroom makes her stomach curl unpleasantly

She doesn’t even notice the small chirps her flies send out, broken and quiet, yet- not unheard

Daniela, the fastest of the three, is the first to appear in the study

Bela watches through heavy, lidded eyes as the blurry figure of her sister steps in front of her. When she cups her cheeks with cold, bare hands, to examine her sister’s face, Bela nearly howls happily

She presses her face forwards blindly, as though chasing the cool feeling calming her overly warm skin

Yet, when the door bangs open and Cassandra comes in, too, the feverish haze draws back and Bela immediately pulls back her head, fast enough for the room to be spinning and for her to sway slightly

Again, she feels hands on her skin; stronger, larger ones. Gloved, and slightly forceful as they’re set on her hip and shoulder to steady her

Even through her lidded, tired eyes, she sees her younger sisters scowling at her. They know, something is clearly wrong, and they are not about to leave until it is handled

Cassandra is the first to speak up. With Alcina out at a Lord meeting halfway across the village, it is up to her to handle her sickly-looking older sister, after all

Still, she winces when she asks what’s wrong and the harshness in her tone has the blonde flinch

She figures, she could attempt a gentler approach

At first, she is met with denial. “Everything is okay”, “Don’t worry”, “I’m fine”

Neither of the younger sisters believes a word. Not even Bela stumbles as soon as Cassandra’s grip eases slightly and her eyes keep darting to the window longingly

She begins to lose her patience, her grip tightening on her sister the more wobbly the woman’s legs seem to get. Cassandra doesn’t miss how tightly she grips the table, as though aware she’d fall without its support

She snarls, her eyes rolling when Daniela waves her hand in front of her and beckons her out of the way

Bela watches confused as she is led from the table, her arm slung around Cassandra while Daniela holds onto her hand tightly, guiding- or rather; pulling- her along

Alas, she is in no state to deny them even if she wanted to. And really- she doesn’t

Not when her legs feel weak and her middle sister is what keeps her from falling, the messy buzzing of her flies somewhat comforting to her, and not when Daniela’s cold hand feels so relieving in her own, warm one. Is she sweating? She can’t tell anymore, and her vision and mind is too hazy to take notice of Cassandra’s scrunched up nose

At last, she notices where she has been led- Daniela’s room. Sickly sweet in its scent, yet familiar and comforting

Her eyes struggle to stay open, and only do they widen when she is dropped to the bed suddenly

Soft whines and broken chirps pass her lips as the cool hand is pressed to her forehead. She doesn’t mind Daniela’s gasp at the warmth she feels there

“Poor thing! You’re burning up!”

The words nearly bring a frustrated sob out of her. Perhaps, she no longer needs to pretend it’s all okay. After all, they already found her out

She eagerly lifts her arms and turns as the sweat-soaked dress is removed and coos in relief at the feel of cool, soft sheets against her scratched, sweaty skin

“We should call Mother”

She whines, her throat too achy and sore to allow any words to form

It seems, her sisters get the hint, so that instead of swarming for the phone in Alcina’s office, Daniela crawls into the bed as well

At first, a whine is pulled from Bela when she feels comforting arms wrap around her. Then, a sigh of relief passes her lips. Her body is too heavy, her mind too hazy. She merely pushes herself into her sister’s touch, sighing happily when cool hands return to her cheeks and forehead to cool the warm skin found there

For a moment, all feels calm. She doesn’t notice Cassandra leaving for the bathroom, until she jumps and coos happily when wet rags are pressed against her neck and back

“How could you keep working like this?!”, Cassandra fumes

She sports an angry, concerned scowl. A harsh contrast to the care and gentleness applied as she drags and dabs the rag at Bela’s sweaty, scratched skin

“You know we are supposed to rest when we get sick! Mother’s told you a million times!”, she adds with a low grumble

Daniela giggles for a moment, a low “as if you were any different” muttered under her breath. Cassandra chooses not to pick a fight- this time

Bela feels as the fever catches up on her at last- yet- the lukewarm rag and cool hands on her help the heat seemingly burning under her skin

She isn’t sure what urges her to do it, yet, as she feels the cloth gently dab at her warm skin and soothing it, she turns suddenly, her body inching forth and her heavy arms wrapping around Cassandra

Her other arm pulls Daniela close, the woman’s giggle almost too loud in her ears

“T-Thank you” she whispers hoarsely

With her face tucked in her sister’s neck, she doesn’t notice the surprised look and the worried smile she wears

She does, however, feel the acknowledgment and reassurance of the swarm as both her sisters pat her gently

“It’ll be okay, Bela”, both of them promise

And even with the fever and the heavy worry for her duties evident in her head, she accepts, and she believes it

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu

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Hey muffine hope you're taking care of youself and you're ok

🏳️‍🌈

Ofc I am, thanks hon🙌

#🏳️‍🌈 anon

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OK WAIT HEAR ME OUT- bela sitting at her desk in her office doing paperwork n stuff right? Her s/o comes in to spend time with her and sits at Bela’s legs under the desk! BUT BELA DOESNT HAVE UNDER WEAR ON (dun dun daaaaaa) and they start teasing bela. THEN A MEETING STARTS- the other person doesn’t realize anyone is under belas desk but like obvi she does cuz she’s getting eaten out and shit- idk my brain is full of these women and I just read a fic about it (diff fandom) and I AH ok that’s all - 🪶

I would die for any of the dimitrescu family

Whew, tryina get back to writing!😌🙌 Let’s get into it ;)!

Masterlists

Your face sports a shit eating grin, you enter the tidy office in front of you. Of course, Bela immediately turns her head to you.

For a small moment, a smile is seen on her lips. Then, you spot the lingering smirk she wears and the intense lust held in her eyes.

With a curl of her finger, she beckons you closer, her stare intense. Of course you follow her silent command.

With a flick of her wrist and a movement too fast for you to make out, her dress is snatched up and the front of your shirt is tugged down hard enough to make you fall on your knees in front of her.

You stare up at her, your eyes wide. Normally, she takes her time with you. Not now, it seems.

Even in the bright light of the room and the shadows cast by her dress, you see her black panties glistening with the wetness drooling out underneath.

You lick your lips as you stare, your hands reaching out and your fingertips gently grasping the hem of her panties. She allows it, it seems, as she lifts her hips and watches you drag the garment past her ass and down her smooth, tights-covered legs.

You lean in close, and for a moment you feel as though high on her scent. You drag your tongue against her, humming, moaning, practically buzzing in excitement.

Then, to your dismay, her fingers curl in the hair at the back of your head and tug tightly. She shushes you even when you attempt to talk, her arms and legs moving past to push you down under her desk.

A moment passes, and you realise why you find yourself under the table. The door to her office opens again, and by the mature, low, yet steady voice you recognise the intruder as the head maiden.

You suppress laughter as your girlfriend lifts her hips for a moment, as though to stand up and greet the woman, yet her bare cunt and your tight grip on her hiked up dress quickly seem to correct her.

You lick your lips as she sits back down, her voice steady despite the slight bouncing of her thigh. She’s nervous, and excited. Rightfully so.

You wonder momentarily, whether you could take advantage of the moment like this. Of her, like this.

The thought is certainly sweet. Even as a small part in you considers mercy for the easily-overstimulated blonde.

Alas, it is now too late to move out of your position anyway, you figure.

With a smirk now lingering on your lips, you make your move. Your eyes flash, your lip twitches into a smile as you grasp her dress tighter and dig your fingers into the smooth, pale skin of her thigh underneath.

Her breath hitches for a moment, before she seems to collect herself again.

No, that won’t do at all, you decide.

With the light smirk lingering on your lips, your head pushes forth. Your target? Her inner thigh, exposed and bared to your attack. The blonde’s hips buck helplessly when you bite down, her voice cracking mid-sentence, her hand flying down to grip your head tightly.

“Milady? Is everything in order?”

You nearly scoff at the silly question from above the table, yet manage to hold back.

You lick along Bela’s smooth, thick thigh as she makes up some excuse, her eyes wide open, yet hazy. She is beautifully flustered for you, her core throbbing and her warmth hitting you when you get situated between her thighs.

At last, you set your eyes on the prize in front of you: Bela’s bare, soaked cunt. Her sensitive clit, her puffy pink pussy lips, her soaked slit drooling shiny wetness already.

You lick your lips at the mere sight of her.

With your lips parted, your tongue darts out for a taste. You smile against her wet pussy, your silent laughter vibrating against her most sensitive parts when her hips buck and her voice raises for a moment.

You hum as you lick, quiet moans muffled by her thighs sounding from your lips as you practically feast on her. You lick broadly, once, twice, thrice, four, five, six times, each time faster and harder, sloppier and stronger than before.

You quickly grow addicted to the taste of her wet pussy and the feel of her trembling thighs against your shoulders.

For a moment, the beauty above you seems to be overcome by sensitivity, and you feel her thighs push against you harshly. However, as your teeth drag lightly against her clit, you are rewarded with a quiet, albeit sweet gasp and a new wave of her arousal.

You wonder filthily; can you make her cum like this? During her meeting, right on your wet tongue? You yearn to find the answer to it.

You hum when a finger pushes inside her wet pussy, her position tense for a moment, her juices squirting with each thrust into her. You wonder just how loudly you can make her pussy sing for you.

When your tongue wraps around her clit and your middle finger joins your index one, you know she’s fighting a losing battle. The poor thing is trembling, gasping, gripping your head tightly and practically rocking her hips to you.

She’s breathless even as she talks, her eyes struggling to stay open and follow the moving woman around.

You don’t notice when the meeting ends, only when Bela’s moans increase in volume and she draws out your name in whines and sinful groans. Her head is thrown back, her shaky thighs spread wide to allow you easy access to her core.

She’s beautiful like this, and even as her grip tightens on you, you give her clit a reassuring suck. You’ll make her cum, here, now, all over herself and your face.

The poor, sensitive woman has no chance, nor any intention, to stop or deny you.

She screams as she cums, her lips dry even after her tongue slides over them, her eyes unfocused and her limbs trembling slightly.

With a messy face and a stupidly proud and self satisfied smirk on your lips, your eyes meet golden ones at last.

#bela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu x reader #🪶 anon #might’ve been *inspired* to write this #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu

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