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thewritersaddictions · 1 year

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Blurb: Resident 8- Love Language

Karl Heisenberg

Karl's love language is Acts of Service

For Karl it's hard for him to talk or really express anything when it comes to love. He tries for your sake. He had really had, and that's when he lands on instead of saying he loves you Karl can always show you how much he truly love you. It's starts off with little things around the workshop. things that you had complained that you were out of, or were even missing in your day to day life.

Then it started to get bigger. Karl started to create things for you. Little trinkets of your favorite animals, or things that he had found around the factory that he would either gift to you or made him think of you. He even from time to time will venture out and return with countless amounts of buttercup flowers.

Karl's has a few favorite nicknames for you. Bonnie was the first nickname he called you when the two of your first met. It was a way to piss you off. Driving you over the edge because you were sure what this man was yet. It drove him crazy when you started to fall in love with the nickname Bonnie, so when Kalr started to fall for your the nickname changed to Libeling (German for Darling), a sweet endearment that Karl hadn't said in years, or frankly to anyone else around him. "Libeling can you get me that hammer over there." He said one day. It had nearly slipped out of his mouth without even thinking. "What's Libeling?" You asked a few days later. He thought for moment, an expression of doubt and worry behind the older harsh lines on his face. "Well in English it's Darling." He answered a gruffness behind his words. You couldn't help smile even if he was already walking away from the conversation. The third and the most recent he had started calling you was Buttercup. In almost every conversation instead of your name coming out it was Buttercup. "Buttercup, will you come with me to Mother Mirandas meeting today?" ... "Buttercup can you fetch me that." He'd say pointing over in a general area. You loved the feeling that he had gotten so comfortable with you he wasn't saying your name anymore.

Lady Dimitrescu

Lady Alaina Dimitrescu's love language is gift giving.

After the initial few that she might string you up and drain you of your blood, it's easier to see Alcina for the person she truly is. A wealthy women hidden behind a facade of scariness. But for the reality of who Alcina was. She was the most caring and loving person out there. That you had met at least. She loved to dress you up and give you all the things you would never be able to find out in the real world.

From a whole new wardrobe, to all the supplies you could ever need in whatever you loved to do. If iy was Art then she had all the best frame, paints, and brushes were at your disposal. If you enjoyed the master of writing then there was a typewriter in your room within the day, with lots and lots of paper to help you along the way. Anything your heart desired she was willing to give to you. Anything that money could buy her, you had.

Lady Alcina Dimitrescu's had some favorite nickname for you. Some would say that the only thing that Alcina Dimitrescu would name a person would be her pet. They all saw her as the uppity personality who walked around thinking shows better than everyone else.

She did seem that way, but when she came up with nicknames for you she was drowned in love and hope. So, Alcina called you her sweetness. She may have tricked you once or twice to let her lap up the blood that came out of her small wounds from your sewing accidents. Bubba, she loved this one. She wasn't sure how it came about, but watching your cheeks get red with embarrassment as she said it in front of her three daughter made her chuckle every single time. "Bubba come sit in my lap for me." She said, her daughter surrounding her like flies. You were shy to walk over. But she was quick to hush any concern away from your face as she gave you sloppy kiss. Dragging you far away from the thoughts of her children or your embarrassment.

Ethan Winters

Ethan's love language is Physical Touch

Ethan after everything he's endure can't help but want to protect you. So for him that leans into being a physical person. He's sure to keep you in his eye no matter what's happening around him. Ethan's got some bad paranoia just based on the events that have happened to him. Regarding to anything else Ethan Winters is the sweetest and most loving man you have ever met. He's always there for you, and the two of you have no secrets. Telling each other everything, is important base for the two of you. Ethan doesn't want you to feel like you can't come to him, and you don't want Ethan to feel like he can't come to you with anything. Overall you guys are a lovesick couple who can't seem to get enough of each other. (You're the couple that everyone else around is like 'get a fucking room already')

Ethan's got a few nicknames for you. Ethan loves giving nicknames it's just a thing he does. If you guys have kids, except that he won't use their birth names unless they have gotten themselves in trouble. For you on the other hand there are a hand full of nicknames he uses during a daily basics. As always it's sweet with Ethan, in front of his coworkers, or your friends it's always "Love, can you pass me the drink menu" If you guys have to go to a work related dinner for either of you, or "You just have to tell them what happened this weekend, love!" When Ethan and you are at dinner, or even at home drinking your favorite bottle of wine the nicknames changes. "Darlin' do you mind get up and getting me another glass of wine." He'll ask you, there something about the draw of his word that makes him that much more sexy. Then there's the one that Ethan only uses when in the bedroom, when his soul focus is on you. Making you feel the great high. "You're mine right? Say it Y/n, say you're mine." It always comes out in a blur of words that he ends up spewing out. you can't help but egg him on "Yes, Yes Ethan I'm yours. Only yours."

Chris Redfield

Chris's love language is Quality Time.

Because Chris is gone for long periods of time it's hard for things to be concrete around the two of you. So, when he is home it's nothing but you had him spending time together. Cuddling, and watching movies under fur blankets he buys while out on missions. And sex, there's a lot of sex when he get's home. And honestly you hate when he leaves but love when he comes home. He acts like a savage, tearing clothes and braking things to just get to your bare skin. He leaves the best marks that take months to go away. He calls them reminds of his love for you and you wouldn't have it any other way.

Chris has a few favorite nicknames for you. He calls you tootsie when he first gets home from missions. He squeezes you tight in hugs that you can't imagine life without. Nights where you guys comes home and tear each other clothe off he calls you Hot Stuff, he drowns himself in you. And Only if he comes home with a storm cloud above his heads were he's had a partially rough couple of days, weeks, or months does he call you sweets. He just needs something to hang on to during those times and you're it for him

Donna Beneviento

Donna's love language is Acts of service.

Donna loves giving you things, or making you things. You run out of clothes that you loved or miss from the modern world. She there sewing all night to create new things out of your old clothes. You need something comforting she creating long pages of what she loves to call 'art'. She gives you little dolls that creates in your image. She get's almost every detail right, and can't help but give them to you. You're really starting to race up to heron the amount of dolls you have.

Donna has a few favorite nicknames for you. She's only got a few things she calls you. You're her honey. "Honey, would mind bringing me some thread when you come back from town?" She'll ask before kissing your temple and walking down to her room. And beautiful, as much as Donna has a hard time calling herself beautiful she love to let you know just how beautiful you are to her. Nearly every day without fail she calls you beautiful.

Salvatore Moreau

Salvatore's love language is physical touch.

He can't help that Miranda was so cruel to him. he yearns for the touching and for the words that are spoken between hushed breathes. He yearns for your hands to slip between his. You keep him from freaking out and going full mold. You help him in so many ways just by simply holding him down to the earth's surface. He can't help but fall in love with you overnight when kiss his forehead the first day you met him. It awakens something in him, something mother Miranda could and would never do.

You show him everything that nobody was ever willing to do. You show him the meaning behind love, and the meaning behind falling in love. He can't help but wanna be next to you all the time forever, and for you it's right where you wanna be. Because well Salvatore makes you feel like you're meant to be there.

Salvatore's grown to have a few favorite nicknames for you. At first he calls you his Angel. you have lighten up his world, let him see in 4k so much that why wouldn't you be his Angel. If he wished on a star he would have wished for you. After a few months go by the initial fears wear off, he starts to call you his starlight. You don't understand why until he explain it you. "You are the most brightest and truest thing in my life. I know that you no matter what will always be there for me. And that's why you're my starlight, Y/n." He says, his face is contorted into a half smile and half of fears rejection but it's easily pushed away from you hug and kiss him softly. He calls you puppy by year two of your relationship. "Puppy, will you comes with me to gather experiments from mother miranda today?" He asks, he's dressed and ready to go but he'll wait for you any day of the week. Or other time's it's a simple. "Puppy, I love you so much." As he nuzzle himself further into your hold. It's very endearing for both of you.

Completed on: 01/06/23

Posted on: 01/06/23

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teaaagan · 9 months

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Y/N, texting Alcina: *sends a voice message*

Alcina, texting back: I’m a little busy, is it urgent?

Y/N: No, don’t worry, just listen later.

*later*

Alcina: *presses play*

Y/N's voice message: THERE’S A FIRE-

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naturesapphic · 4 months

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Can I request a modern au for lady Dimitrescu where the reader has been her daughters’ babysitter for years and Alcina is in love with her?

Headcannon: where modern lady dimitrscu is in love with the babysitter

Modern!lady dimitrescu x babysitter!fem!reader

Warnings: fluff

- you’ve been the babysitter for the dimitrescu kids for a few years now

- while you’ve been taking care of the kids

- you’ve developed feelings for their mother

- you always admired her work ethic and the love she has for her girls

- she was always nice to you and considered you part of their family

- the girls adore you and love having you around

- most of the time they actually listen to you but not all the time

- sometimes you have to threaten to tell their mother for them to behave

- over the years their mother has warmed up to you

- when you first started she seemed cold and to herself

- she didn’t think you would stay this long with her and her girls

- but she’s very glad that you did

- she knew you were the one when she would find you with her girls teaching them some stuff, reading, or they will be asleep around you while you would be fast asleep with them

- she loves how you treat her daughters

- they consider you their other mother instead of a babysitter

- they want their mom and you to be together

- the girls both know that y’all like each other

- they can tell by the way the both of you look at each other and how y’all act

- the girls went to their mothers room and convinced her to act on her romantic feelings towards you

- you were scrolling through your phone in your room when you heard a sudden knock on the door

- “it’s open!” You exclaimed

- alcina dunked into the doorway as she walked into your room, over to the bed where you were

- you were surprised to see her this late but it must be important for her to be here

- she took a seat at the end of your bed and she looked up at you with a shy expression

- you’ve never seen her this shy and nervous before

- “I’m in love with you y/n…” alcina confessed and your mouth hung open in shock

- she got scared by your silence and started to stand up

- you immediately stopped her “no no! Please stay! I’m sorry…I’m just shocked.” You said shyly

- “I understand…but do you feel the same towards me? My daughters said you do but if they lied to me I swear on mother Miranda that I-“ she said but you interrupted her at the end

- “no! I’m in love with you too. The girls wouldn’t lie to you like that.” You said and she gave you a big smile

- “you truly do love me?” She asked you shyly and you nodded your head yes with the biggest smile plastered on both of y’all’s faces.

- you were so glad that the girls told lady dimitrescu about how you feel

- which you are curious on how they found out about that

- but either way you are grateful because now you have four women you love. A future wife and three amazing potential daughters.

- you are so glad you became their babysitter because it got you to where you are now

A/n: I hope the anon who requested it likes it and I’m so sorry I took so long to make it and I hope that the rest of y’all like it too. Remember to stay hydrated and to rest and happy new years guys! I love you all! :)

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maybegays-blog · 22 days

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Ethereal Chemistry

Prologue

Lady Dimitrescu x Scientist! Reader

All Chapters

Warnings: Rushed

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The faint hum of machinery filled the air as you worked diligently in your lab, surrounded by beakers, test tubes, and the soft glow of monitors. Your latest project was coming along nicely.

Just as you were about to delve into the next phase of your research, a familiar voice echoed through the intercom.

"Hey there, [Y/n], mind stepping into my office for a sec?" It was Alan, your colleague and occasional partner in mischief.

You paused, a mix of curiosity and caution flickering within you. Alan's sudden request for a meeting wasn’t unusual, to say the least.

But as you were busy with your project, annoyance built up at being interrupted.

‘Ugh, what does he want now?’ You muttered to yourself, pinching the bridge of your nose in irritation.

With a sigh, you set aside your work and made your way to his office, your footsteps echoing in the empty hallway.

Pushing open the door, you found Alan seated behind his desk, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. "Ah, there you are," he said, motioning for you to take a seat. "I've got something I want to run by you."

You settled into the chair opposite him, your curiosity piqued. "What's on your mind?" you asked, curiosity evident in your voice.

The man leaned back in his chair, his expression serious yet tinged with excitement. "You ever heard of Mother Miranda and the four lords?" he began, his tone measured and deliberate, curiosity shining in his eyes.

You quirked your eyebrow at the sudden question. "You mean that cult Chris was so worked up about?" you asked, a flicker of unease creeping into your voice.

He nodded solemnly. "Yes."

His determination seemed to intensify at the mention of Chris.

But there was something in his demeanor that set off alarm bells in your mind. The way he couldn’t hold eye contact, the slight twitch of his lips—it was clear that he was hiding something.

"Alan, what aren't you telling me?" you pressed, your voice tinged with suspicion.

He hesitated, his gaze flickering to the floor before meeting yours once more. "Okay, I may have... hacked into some important files," he admitted, his tone sheepish.

"You what?!" Your eyes widened, a mixture of shock and concern coursing through you.

The gravity of his confession weighed heavily on your mind. You both knew very well that this could get him fired, or even worse.

"You shouldn't be hacking into any files, Alan! How do you ‘accidentally’ hack anyway?"

"I was just try’na gather information. You know, for research purposes!" His tone grew louder as he tried defending his actions.

You rolled your eyes and sighed, crossing your arms. "Whatever. Why did you call me in here?"

He took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with newfound determination. "I have a plan," he began, his voice steady. "We gather the necessary resources and equipment in the village, discreetly, of course. Then, we'll put it to good use."

As he vaguely outlined his plan, you couldn't help but feel a knot form in your stomach.

This entire thing felt wrong. The risks were too great, the consequences too dire. But your colleague seemed unfazed, his confidence unwavering.

"Come on, [Y/N]," he urged, leaning in closer. "With your expertise and Astrid's help, we could make this happen. Think of the knowledge we could uncover, the things we could achieve!"

You hesitated, torn between your curiosity and the sense of foreboding that lingered in the back of your mind.

But when he mentioned Astrid, your other friend,(and his sister), joining the venture, a glimmer of hope flickered within you. If Astrid was on board, maybe together you could keep an eye on Alan and ensure things didn't spiral out of control.

With a heavy sigh, you nodded reluctantly. "Fine, I'm in," you said, your voice tinged with uncertainty. "But we need to be careful. We can't afford to make any mistakes."

Alan grinned, a spark of excitement dancing in his eyes. "Don't worry," he reassured you. "Together, with you and Astrid, we've got this covered."

#lady dimitrescu x reader #lady alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #re8 village #resident evil village #re8 x reader #lady dimitrescu x fem reader #fanfiction #bela dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #dimitrescu x reader #alcina dimitrescu #alcina dimitriscu x reader #re8 lady dimitrescu #re x reader

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lilbitdepressed27 · 5 months

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Masterlist

It's my first time doing a Masterlist so if there's an error please call me out :) sorry to everyone who asked for a master list. I didn't have a laptop but now I got one :D

{Alcina Dimitrescu}

The Builder

The Wolf

{Donna Beneviento}

You're her Soulmate

{Tara Carpenter }

You Get Kidnapped by Ghostface -Part 2

You're the opening scene in Scream V

You're accused of Being Ghostface

-Part 2 of original ending

-[Alternate Ending] Part 2

-Part 3 of Alternate Ending

-Part 4 of Alternate Ending

You get Ethan'ed :(

They find your dog

She let's you go

Blind Reader

Christmas Special 🎄

The Kitty One

The Stomach Ache One

Deaf Reader

Alternative Universe

The Supernatural AU - Part 2

The Waling Dead AU - Part 2

The Last Of Us AU

No Ghostface AU

She's The Man AU

{Wednesday Addams}

Insecure Wednesday

{Jenna Ortega}

The Bodyguard One

{Lorraine Day}

You're a helping farm hand

{Regina George}

(Coming soon)

#tara carpenter x reader #tara carpenter #wednesday addams x reader #alcina dimitrescu #fem reader #scream #donna benevento x reader #wednesday addams #alcina dimitriscu x reader #jenna ortega x fem!reader #lorraine day x fem!reader #regina george x reader #regina george x fem!reader #regina george

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yoursweetdenial · 2 years

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Miranda and the 4 Lords: *greet Y/N and tell her their names*

Y/N: I'm not good with names. *addressing Alcina* Uhmm... Can I call you mine?)))

Donna to Miranda: That was smooth

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donnas-dollface · 1 year

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Bela: Mother, I'm infatuated with someone, but I’m worried about telling you who it is, because you’re not going to like it...

Alcina: Bela, darling, I could never-

Bela: It’s the clumsy maid..-

Alcina:

#incorrect resident evil village quotes #incorrect re8 quotes #incorrect resident evil 8 quotes #incorrect resident evil quotes #resident evil village #resident evil 8 #resident evil 8 x reader #resident evil #re 8 village #re 8 x reader #re 8 #re village bela #re 8 bela #bela dimitrescu x fem reader #bela dimitrescu x reader #bela dimitrescu #re8 alcina #countess alcina #alcina dimitrescu

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cretaceousquake · 7 months

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One shot -

Responsibility - montherly!Alcina Dimitrescu x Reader

A/n idk if these are any good but I am having fun with them so who cares (I take requests)

Summary - sometimes you really need to think about yourself in the situation, you mother and sisters have to remind you of that

Being the oldest child had its perks. You were given the most say in important decisions, and the first pick on new weapons. But it also had its down sides, one being that you were responsible for your three younger sisters. Your mother expected you to take care of them, and be the most mature in every situation. You loved them of course, but you got frustrated with them sometimes, this was one of those times. Daniela had brought a maiden down to the basement to drain her and you were supposed to be watching her, it was her first time draining and not just killing and you were expected to teach her. However, you had made a deal to play with cassandra that day and completely forgot. Of course Daniela didn’t come to get you, being determined that she was old enough to do this on her own.

That is what led you to where you were now, freezing your ass off and attempting to close the window while Bela chased the maiden who escaped down. Your mother had heard the commotion from her study and you could hear the clicking of heels get closer by the second. “ Y/n, what is the meaning of this!?” you hear your mother's voice shout from behind you as you finally seal the window with boards.

“Mother, I am so sorry! I was playing with Cass and lost track of time, then Daniela attempted to drain the maiden by herself.” You explained. Your mother gave you a frustrated sigh and an aggravated look

“ You need to be more responsible Y/n, you could have gotten one of you killed. I expected better of you.” Your mother lectured, you looked down in shame and anger. You were always responsible, but every time they made a mistake you were yelled at for it. You gave a simple ‘yes mother’ before going off to find the maiden.

The maiden was found and dealt with in no time by you and bela almost silently. You had wanted to berate Daniela, to tell her all the things she had done wrong and how it affected you, but you were too tired. Winter had been rough, with very little to hunt and eat, and you were all dependent on your mother because of the cold. This meant that you had to start draining maids, as you were currently doing, but you had always let your sisters have their fill of the food first and eating whatever they leave behind. Your mother suspects this behavior stems from your life when you were mortal, but you have no recollection of that time so it will never be truly explained. This habit also means a lot of the time, you don’t get to eat. Your body couldn’t starve like you could when you were mortal, it could only get so hungry before you turned feral and got your food one way or another.

That was almost where you were while you were draining the maiden, the smell of blood had you fighting to stay yourself. Bela could see something about you was off, you weren’t your normal sarcastic but protective and sweet self. This energy followed you out to the dinner table, leaving your mother and sisters to look at you strangely. Your mother is the first to speak up about it. “Y/n, you seem…. Tired. Are you feeling alright?” You only find it in yourself to give a small nod and mumble confirmations under your breath. Your mother doesn't press you on it but has her suspicions on why you are acting this way.

She watches as you let your sisters eat all of the flesh and blood she has gathered for you. You wait patiently, watching her other daughters finish the food with smiles on their faces. She sees you crack a small grin at the sight of your sisters, an infectious thing she figures out when it slowly creeps onto her face as well. She notices your smile falter as you excuse yourself and head to your chambers. Your mother makes a mental note to come talk to you after she finishes her work in her study.

Meanwhile, you sit in your room curled up at the foot of your bed. You have been fighting your own body for control since the minute you entered your chambers. You knew that not eating today would send you over the edge but you didn’t really care. No matter how hungry or frustrated you got with them, you would always protect your little sisters.

You remember the first time you saw them on the tables next to you. You had only been awake a couple of days but you had learned so much from your mother. She told you of your new existence and showed you how to hunt. You felt a large, warm hand on your back and turned to see your mother smiling over your shoulder. “ These are your sisters. They will need our help to grasp their new existence. I need you to show them how to be a Dimitrescu.” You had nodded to her, promising to be the best big sister you could be right as bela opened her eyes.

You smile when you remember this, you had had this burning determination to protect them from the moment they opened their eyes, one harsh winter was not going to stop you. What you didn’t realize was that you had finally lost control and your rational mind was slowly fading. Your body acted on its own in a flash of flies, searching for the nearest maid. However, by this time the maids had all gone to sleep in the help quarters at the far end of the castle, meaning that it was Daniela who found you.

She looked at you with a confused expression, racking her brain on how one of them could possibly have looked like you at that moment. You were paler than you normally were, with large bags under your eyes and your eyes themselves glossy. You looked like her when she finds a snack after a long day. Then it hit her, you haden't been eating. You had gotten like this once, but your mother had brought you out of it. She needed to get you to mother. “ Y/n, mother said she wanted to see you in her study.” don’t even look like you could hear her. Normally you would have immediately swarmed off to your mother but you just stood there staring like you didn’t hear her. She reached forward carefully to grab you, only to be pushed to the ground. In your haze you thought she was attempting to attack you.

You both roll around on the ground for a while, she was only looking to restrain and pacify you with every movement, but it looked to be that you genuinely wanted her dead. She eventually escaped your grip and ran, booking it to your mothers study only to come to a stop when your other two sisters turned a corner. You look at them the way you looked at your youngest sister and they both immediately know what's going on. Bela yells at Daniela to go get your mother while Cassandra restrains your arms. You thrash wildly in her grip, making it difficult to hold you down, the brunette only barely managing it. Bela approaches, getting down to look you in the eyes as you growl and bite at her. “ Y/n, it's us, your sisters. Don’t you remember Cassie and I?”

Bela puts a hand on your cheek and you calm slightly before you hear a door open and a large, imposing figure that you can’t quite place stalks toward you with familiarity. The tall person picks you up by your hood as you thrash and grunt once more. “ such ferocity, little one. I do wish you were just a bit more selfish so you wouldn’t get like this." The voice of the figure instantly puts you at ease, placating you long enough for you to notice the fresh body in her hands. She sets you down and slides the fresh carcass over, watching your eyes light up. You dig into the body like a starved wolf, ripping chucks with your bare hands and covering your mouth and clothes with a thick layer of blood and guts.

You mother inches closer, and you let her, not fighting at all when she pulls you into her lap. She strokes your hair as your sister gather round. Your ferocity is slowly fading to regret as you realize what you have done. You attacked your sisters and eaten a whole body by yourself. Shame flashes across your face as you hear your mother tut “ Surely that frown is not for us child, you have done nothing to us.” You can feel tears peek in the corners of your eyes, you definitely did do wrong by them and they refuse to see it.

“ I attacked my sister's momma, I could have hurt them.” your voice is breaking as you speak. You have failed as a protector.

“ Your only crime was not telling us just how hungry you really were. I wish you had just an ounce of self preservation in your body darling.” Your mother chuckles. You frown further at the joke, but calm when your mother pulls you closer to indicate that she really means it and you are not going to be lectured this once. You can only find the strength to curl into her, your body having been spent on your quest for food. “ Rest now child, your sisters and I will watch over you.” You find solace in that statement, drifting off comfortably in your mothers arms.

#cross posted on ao3 #fan fiction #fanfic #family #motherly!Alcina Dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu x fem!reader #cassandra dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu

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wierdpersonononelikes · 13 days

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new story

hey so I am writing a new story with Mother Miranda and Alcina Dimitrescu, and all i want to know is who is going to be the lover of reader.

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thewritersaddictions · 1 year

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Blurb- Dimitrescu Sisters: Tea Vampires

The girls had always loved tea time. Since they were little the idea of getting dressed up in their mothers jewels had caused sparks to grow behind their cold eyes.

Alcina did her best to keep up with the three little ones when the tradition of tea time had started. Putting tiaras on all the girls and wrapping them up in the darkest lace she was able to muster up.

When the girls were no longer little ones but rather instead teenagers yes tea time had become a way to talk about their mother to each other and only each other.

“Mother never listens to me anymore.” Cassandra whined and she sipped at the china. “She such a drag nowadays, and she never lets us leave like we used to.” Bela chimed in through grunts and more whines.

Alcina had never really told them that they were different fearing the great grand thing that all mothers feel. Shame and resentment from her three love bugs.

Tea had always been the same within the Dimitrescu household. Served with everything, and dark red, dark beating red. The girls were insistent that they always have tea on hand never really realizing how many servants they would go through on a monthly basis.

Fun because even now Alcina girls all grown up and they still come together sometimes even with their mother and have a spot of tea before going to scold and terrorize the servants and grounds people.

Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela had grown from the sweet little girls that sat down talked about their decaying and flying bug friends to talking about the business of the house Dimitrescu.

All while sitting the tea table every week on a Thursday oddly enough. They still all ran towards the tea room. Alcina standing tall waiting to greet and kiss each daughter on the head before that raced into the room.

Completed on 11/28/22

Posted on: 11/28/22

House Dimitrescu

#alcina dimitriscu x reader #alcina x fem!reader #fem reader #female reader #fluff #alcina x y/n #alcina x reader #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #vampiers #tea vampires

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teaaagan · 10 months

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Top or Bottom

Daniela: Why is everyone so obsessed with top or bottom? Honestly, I’d just be excited to have a bunk bed.

Y/N:

Y/N: I'm gonna tell her.

Alcina: Don't you dare.

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naturesapphic · 21 days

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May I request a lady dimitrescu x insomnia reader, Like sometimes the reader won’t sleep at all and Alicia helps them fall asleep?

Insomnia

Lady dimitrescu x fem!reader

Warnings:

It’s another one of those nights again where your insomnia was really kicking your ass today. You were lying awake in the shared bed you had with your wife alcina dimitrescu and you were watching her sleep soundly. You were jealous that alcina could fall and stay asleep so easily while it took you a long time to sleep or you just don’t get to sleep at all and feel tired all day.

You slowly got up and out of the bed and decided to get a glass of warm milk, usually drinking warm milk helps you get a bit drowsy which makes you fall asleep. You just hope that it will work tonight. When walking, you decided to check in on your three daughters and found them sound asleep in their separate beds.

Smiling to yourself, you closed the door and went downstairs into the kitchen and opened the fridge to get the milk. You poured some into a cup and heated it up for a little before carefully placing it on the counter to pour some raw honey into it and stir it around. You slowly drink it as you stand in the kitchen looking out the window, watching the moon.

You jumped when you felt a hand on your shoulder and you turn around to see your sleepy wife looking down at you. “Draga? What ever are you doing down here?” Alcina asked with a groggy voice as she rubs her eyes gently. “My insomnia is making me not sleep so I thought I could go down into the kitchen and fix me some warm milk with some honey to see if that would help me.” You explained to her.

She cooed at you and gently lifted you up into her strong embrace without spilling your drink and walked upstairs with you. “What are we doing alci?” You questioned her. “I’m going to help mea dragostea sleep of course.” She answered as she walks through the doors of y’all’s shared bedroom and put your cup down onto your nightstand.

She tucked you into bed and went into her side and instantly brought you into her arms. You laid your head onto her soft chest and she started running her fingers through your hair as she started to sing softly to you. You started to feel sleepy as her delicate fingers and voice made you fall into a deep slumber. You could always count on your sweet alcina to always help you, even if it’s falling asleep.

A/n: as I don’t have insomnia I hope I didn’t offend anyone who has it and if I made something up or wrong let me know! :) I hope @neicey2005 and the rest of y’all enjoyed it! Remember Requests are still open for all of my characters including of course Rhea ripley/Demi Bennett. I have my own buy me a coffee page! You can give me a dollar and it will help. I also have some different commission types I will do so here's my page to look into it :) https://www.buymeacoffee.com/naturesapphic Requests are open for yeehaw!wanda, country!wanda, and any other southern variants of Wanda or Natasha! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y'all!

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maybegays-blog · 1 month

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Can u write sad Lady d angst i want to cry

Here you go 🙏🙏 Also I canT write angst to save my fucking life, sorry. I tried my best tho😢😢

Echoes Of Sacrifice

Warnings: Gore(?) Character death, murder, depressed Alcina.

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As Ethan Winters ascended the winding staircase of Castle Dimitrescu that led to a secluded tower, his heart pounded with a mixture of fear and determination.

He knew that somewhere within these ancient walls lay the key to ending the reign of the vampiric matriarch, The Dagger Of Death's Flowers. And he would stop at nothing to see his mission through to its bitter end.

Unbeknownst to Ethan, you trailed silently behind him, your own heart heavy with a sense of foreboding. Every step brought you closer to a confrontation that could shatter the fragile peace you had fought so hard to maintain. But you couldn't stand idly by and watch as Ethan plunged a dagger into your lady’s heart. Not when you knew the depth of her despair, the agony of her loss.

You pressed on, ascending the steps as the chill of the winter wind swept past you.

Finally, the staircase came to an end, opening into a secluded tower bathed in the soft glow of moonlight. In the center of the room, a large coffin containing a decaying skeleton. Nestled within the skeleton’s arms, lay the dagger—the weapon capable of ending Alcina Dimitrescu's immortal reign.

But before Ethan could make his move, you stepped forward, your voice trembling with resolve. "Ethan, please," you pleaded, your words a desperate plea for reason. "This isn't the way. We can find another way to end this."

But Ethan's eyes burned with determination as he reached for the dagger, his fingers closing around its hilt with a fierce intensity. "I can't let her hurt anyone else," he growled, his voice laced with a steely resolve.

With a surge of adrenaline, you lunged forward, your hands grappling with Ethan's in a desperate struggle for control. The dagger glinted ominously in the moonlight as the two of you fought for possession, each movement a flurry of desperation and determination.

But despite your best efforts, Ethan's strength proved too great, and with a swift motion, he wrenched the dagger free from your grasp. Time seemed to stand still as the blade gleamed in the moonlight, its deadly edge poised to strike.

As Ethan gripped the dagger tightly in his hand, his eyes blazed with determination as. "You're standing in the way, of me and my daughter!" he spat, his voice thick with anger and resolve.

However, you refused to back down, your own voice trembling with emotion as you pleaded with him.

"Ethan, please," you begged once more, the desperation evident in your tone.

Ethan's gaze hardened as he raised the dagger, the moonlight casting eerie shadows across his face. "I can't take any risks," he growled, his grip tightening on the weapon. "Not when my daughter's life is on the line."

"No!" you cried out, your voice a desperate plea as you lunged forward once more, your hands outstretched in a futile attempt to stop him. But it was too late.

With a sickening thud, the dagger found its mark, sinking deep into your chest with a cruel finality. Pain lanced through your body like a thousand fiery needles as you stumbled backwards, your vision swimming with darkness before you sunk to the ground with a loud cry.

Ethan didn't get any time to react as your fiancé stormed into the tower and saw you sitting on the floor, your form going limp, a primal roar of anguish tore from her throat. The man-thing quickly backed off as your lady rushed to your side, she dropped to her knees. She cradled you in her arms, tears welled in her eyes.

"I'm sorry," you managed weakly, your voice cracking with pain.

"No, my dear," Alcina whispered, her voice trembling with sorrow. "I should be the one apologizing. I have failed to protect you, my daughters, everything." Tears streamed down her cheeks, leaving trails of mascara in their wake.

You reached out with trembling fingers, desperate to brush away the tears cascading down your lady's cheeks, her sorrow etched into every line of her face.

"Don't cry, m-m'lady," you whispered, your voice barely a tremulous murmur, weighted with your own heartache.

Your touch was a fleeting caress against her skin, a feeble attempt to soothe the anguish that threatened to consume her. But in that moment, as you gazed into her tear-filled eyes, you knew that your words were not enough to ease the pain that gnawed at her soul.

As she felt your breathing grow faint, panic surged through her.

"No, Y/n!" she cried out, desperation lacing her voice. "Stay with me. We can be together, marry, have children! Please."

Her voice rose, desperation lacing every syllable, as she pleaded with you to hear her final words, her heart breaking with each passing moment as your life slipped away from her grasp.

“I-“

As you attempted to respond to your lady's desperate pleas as best you could, a painful, bloody cough erupted from your lips, and you quickly covered your mouth with your elbow, earning more tears from your lady as she watched helplessly.

You yearned desperately for the chance to live another day, if only to be by her side for a little longer.

"I'm sorry, I'm s-so sorry, 'Cina," you murmured, your voice fading away.

Your eyelids grew heavy, but you fought desperately against the urge to succumb to sleep, clinging to consciousness for her sake.

“I-I can’t…” You weakly held her hand.

But despite your best efforts, you could no longer hold on.

"I l-love you," you breathed out one last time, the words barely a whisper as darkness enveloped you.

As you went fully limp in her arms, your lady’s heart shattered into a million irreparable pieces. Tears streamed down her cheeks, her sobs echoing through the tower as she held you close, her grip tightening as if trying to hold onto you forever.

Meanwhile, he stood by, a silent witness to the tragedy he had brought upon you all.

But as her teary eyes shifted to the figure of Ethan Winters, her eyes narrowed with a fierce resolve. She gently set your down before, with a single, fluid motion, she rose to her feet, her elegant form now radiating with a deadly grace.

"You will pay for this," she growled, her voice low and menacing as she advanced towards Ethan. Alcina's rage burned like a wildfire, driving her onwards with a relentless fury.

With a primal snarl, she lunged forward, her nails elongating into razor-sharp claws as she seized Ethan by the throat. Her other gloved hand wrapped around his neck as the scent of blood filled the air. She tightened her grip, her eyes blazing with a feral intensity.

"You thought you could defeat me?" she hissed, her voice dripping with contempt. "You thought you could take everything from me and walk away unscathed?"

Ethan, fueled by desperation and the relentless drive to protect his daughter, fought back with a ferocity born of desperation. With a surge of strength, he desperately tried to stab your fiancé with the dagger.

Yet, as the dagger pierced her flesh, it proved futile. Her skin swiftly regenerated, just as it had before, within mere seconds.

The last Dimitrescu's eyes widened in shock, her expression shifting into a mask of fury, a silent condemnation of the consequences wrought by Ethan's actions.

In that instant, a surge of realization swept through Ethan: the poison on the dagger had rubbed off onto you when he struck you.

Barely giving him time to process the gravity of his actions, with a swift motion, she tore open Ethan's chest, her fingers sinking into the soft flesh with a sickening squelch.

As Ethan's eyes widened in shock and disbelief, he gasped out, "Stop... please..."

She paid no heed to his pleas, her grip unyielding as she ripped his still-beating heart from his chest with a savage snarl. Blood sprayed across the tower, painting the walls in a macabre tapestry of crimson as Ethan's lifeless form crumpled to the ground.

With a triumphant light in her eyes, Alcina held Ethan's heart aloft, her eyes ablaze with a fierce satisfaction. "No one," she declared, her voice echoing through the chamber like a thunderclap, "no one will ever take my beloved from me again."

And as the echoes of her words faded into the silence, she turned her gaze to you, her heart heavy with sorrow.

He had already taken you, he had taken your life.

For though you were gone, your memory would live on within her, a beacon of light in a world consumed by darkness. Your lady could only sit beside your lifeless body, her heart breaking as she clung to your side, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Oh, my sweet girl, why did you do this?" she whispered, her voice choked with sorrow and disbelief.

The days that followed were a bleak procession of solitude and sorrow for your fiancé. The once-grand halls of Castle Dimitrescu echoed with emptiness, each footstep a haunting reminder of the absence that weighed heavily on her heart.

Alcina retreated into the depths of her chambers, the shadows embracing her like old friends as she mourned the loss of you and her beloved daughters. The air grew heavy with the weight of her grief, each breath a struggle against the suffocating darkness that threatened to consume her as the maids watched their mistress slowly lose herself.

The grandeur of her surroundings felt hollow and meaningless, a cruel mockery of the life that had once thrived within these walls. The portraits of her daughters gazed down at her with empty eyes, their faces frozen in eternal beauty—a painful reminder of all that had been lost.

But it was the silence that was the most unbearable—the absence of your laughter, your voice, your presence. Each moment stretched out into eternity, each heartbeat a relentless march towards an uncertain future without you by her side.

In the depths of her despair, the dragoness found herself grappling with emotions she had long buried beneath a facade of strength and stoicism. She questioned her worth as a mother, as a ruler, as a woman burdened with the weight of centuries of loneliness and longing.

With each passing day, she vowed to honor your memory, to carry you with her always.

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filthyslashertoad · 2 years

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Heyyyyyy! Helloooo

I was hoping for some like.. nsfw stuff, being naughty with lady Dimitrescu Hehe.

Maybe some, I dunno strap action in there? Milf energy, strap sucking? Whatever your cool with! Thanks!

Oki!

Lady Dimitrescu NSFW Oneshot

(CW: NSFW, strap sucking, use of strap on, oral sex(F), fingering, explicit talk, Female!Reader)

As the door to your bedroom was opened, the shadow of a face is revealed in the moonlight. "You know, you've been quite bad today..." The shadow moves as a face is revealed, Alcina's face is illuminated by the moonlight, her hair is down and instead of her body being covered in her long white dress, it is instead replaced by a silky night gown covered in wilted flowers.

"What do you think I should with you, don't you need to be punished?" She walks towards your bed, slowly taking off the silky gown revealing black lacy lingerie that barely covers the shape of her body. You stare at her, not knowing what to say. She looks down at you, admiring your features and the way your nipples point through your shirt.

When she doesn't receive a response from you, her hand reaches out to grab your jaw. "If you don't give me an answer, then I'll decide for you." Her voice is soft as she hums, her body moving to reach for a velvet covered bag underneath your bed. She reaches into the bag grabbing a skin colored strap on.

Moving out from underneath the covers, you take off your clothes, looking over at Alcina for your next instructions. Without a moment going by she orders you to move over to the very edge of the bed. Her body stands before you, now wearing the strap on. Her head is lowered down to look at you, her hand moves to rest on your head, waiting expectantly of your next move.

You move your head forward so that your lips press up against the tip of the strap on. Your tongue sticks out as you begin to lick the tip of the strap on before opening your mouth further so that you can take it into your mouth. Her voice brings your attention to her face, "You're being so obedient, good girl~". You continue to look up at her, moaning as you notice how her pupils are wide with lust and how the candlelight reflects against her eyes. Curious to see her reaction you force yourself to take the strap on further into your mouth, tears began to well up in your eyes and your throat closes making you gag. And just like how you had hoped, her eyes opened just a little bit wider and her mouth had curled up into a small grin.

"Such a gorgeous little slut you are, how about I return the favor." With that her hands gently pull against your hair till your mouth moves off the strap with a pop. "Lay down for me." Her voice is gentle but it still comes off as an order. Your body falls onto the pile of blankets messily covering the bed. Hearing the sound of fabric moving, you sit up to see her taking off the strap, allowing you to see the almost see through lingerie underneath.

When she notices you staring at her, she climbs onto the bed, sitting on her knees in front of your thighs. Her hands massage your thighs, giving both of them a soft squeeze before pulling them apart so that your bare pussy is shown to her. She moans as she scoots closer to you, reaching one of her hands out to stroke you inner thighs. You gasp from the sensitive feeling the contact creates, unintentionally squeezing your thighs around her hand. "Stop misbehaving or I will have to punish you."

Her hand proceeds, her fingers trace the outside of your pussy as her thumb presses against you clit. "Ah. Alcina." She hums watching as your mouth opens slightly. Continuing on rubbing you clit, her other fingers press into your pussy, fingering you slowly. You moan as she speeds up, beginning the feeling of a tight knot in your stomach.

"Alcina." You shout as you try to move your hips away from her. She smiles.

"Be a good girl, I know you can take it." Her thumb moves faster against your clit till you can no longer focus on anything besides the feeling of it. Your eyes roll back and you feel her soft lips press against yours. "You're close, aren't you? Cum for me, beautiful." Your brows furrow and your thighs shake, the knot in your stomach loosens as you cum on her fingers.

When you come down from your high, you see her putting her night gown back on. "Good night, beautiful." She says before she leaves your room.

#lady dimitrescu #re8 fanfiction #lady alcina x reader #lady dimitrescu smut #oneshot #fem reader

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yoursweetdenial · 2 years

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*shit happens*

Y/N: I can explain.

Lady Dimitrescu: Can you?

Y/N: If you give me thirty seconds to think of a lie.

#resident evil #resident evil meme #resident evil village #re8 village #lady dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #tall vampire lady #lady dimitrescu x reader #lady dimitrescu x female reader #lady dimitrescu x y/n #alcina dimitrescu x reader #alcina dimitrescu x fem! reader #alcina x y/n #resident evil incorrect quotes #resident evil headcanons

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peakhumanbehavior · 7 months

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Lucky

Any! x reader

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Warnings: None! This is just something I wrote in the spur of the moment-

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She took her time, gingerly and carefully placing kisses on my legs. From my calves to my thighs, she tended to them, leaving no surface unloved

"You're so beautiful baby" She whispered as she looked up at me from between my legs, maintaining eye contact as she caressed my thighs

"Inside" Her right hand was gently dragged along my thigh until she got to my laced panties, her thumb slowly swiping over my covered clit. Making me shiver and let out a shaky breath

"And out" Her left hand squeezed my thigh gently, a smile on her face. Causing me to giggle

She shifted her body so she'd loom over me, her arms at either side of my head, trapping me in. She looked at me for what seemed like hours, admiring every feature, soaking up every minuscule detail, as if she were taking a picture

"I love you" A kiss was placed on my lips, it was soft but still held the burning love that she had in her eyes

I took a moment to watch her, how her hair looked, how her eyes stared back at mine, how free she made me feel

"I love you too" A genuine tear escaped my eye, how truly lucky I was

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