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naturesapphic · 13 days

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Is it possible for a lady dimitrescu x reader where Alcina has a lover in the past before the cadou but died and years later she meets reincarnated reader when she saves reader from a crash (aircraft or vehicle etc.) and the three daughters meddling thinks that reader will be their new parent?

Reincarnated

Lady dimitrescu x fem!reader

Warnings: little bit of angst, cussing, fluff

- the crash was horrible, there was many cars involved and only few survived

- you were one of the survivors

- the ambulance and cops were surrounding the whole area

- you were in and out of consciousness

- when you came too, there was someone carrying you to the ambulance

- when you woke up, you were in a hospital bed with a tall woman standing over you with three people behind her

- she introduced herself as alcina dimitrescu and her three daughters were daniela, Cassandra, and bela dimitrescu

- for some reason those names and how they look looked so familiar to you

- the lady must have felt the same because she kept looking at you and was always with you

- you always did wonder why she saved you and not the other people, why did she care for stranger so much?

- after you got out of the hospital the lady and her three daughters wanted to keep in touch

- you agreed because she did save your life and they did seem very nice

- even though you had a gut feeling that you knew them, maybe from a past life or something

- it’s been around a year and you have developed feelings for the lady and has grown fond of her daughters as well

- when you left the hospital a year ago, she invited you to stay with her until you rested up

- you didn’t live far from her so you decided to take up on her offer and now you are living in her castle

- sometimes you overhear her daughters beg and meddle her about how the two of you need to get together

- you thought it was cute and actually wondered if alcina felt the same way you do

- so one night you came into her office and you told her the truth about how you feel about her and the deju vu feeling you’ve always had with her since the first time y’all met

- she was very understanding and had the same romantic feelings you have for her which made you relieved and so happy

- she even showed you a photo of her old lover which looked a lot like you and she explained that you may have been reincarnated and came back, that’s why you look the same and the extreme deju vu you’ve been having ever since you’ve met her

- you were shocked beyond belief and everything suddenly came back to you

- memories of you and her started flooding in and you starting sobbing which caused alcina to worry

- but you quickly reassured her that they were happy tears and that you were so happy that the universe brought you back together

- you both enveloped each other in a tight embrace and share many kisses that were lost throughout the years

- after the two of y’all shared a special moment, you both decided to go tell her daughters

- they were absolutely ecstatic and were so happy

- they knew they had a good feeling about you and told them that you died before the cadou and before they were born

- a few months later you got married and you had your wife and her children now with you

A/n: sorry anon that this took so long but I hope you enjoyed it and I hope the rest of y’all enjoy it too! 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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rosestarlightkatarina · 11 months

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Lady Dimitrescu: Bela, you are in charge till I come back from the meeting.

Y/N: Why isn’t me? We are married after all. Don’t you trust me?

Lady Dimitrescu: My love, I would trust you with my life. But not with all these vases and household. Absolutely not.

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ctitan98official · 3 months

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Y/N gets a new pet

Y/N: *Frantically searching around castle Dimitrescu* Where the hell is she?!

Dimi sisters: *Swarm in*

Bela: What’s wrong, Y/N?

Y/N: I got a new pet but I, uh, kinda lost her in the castle… Also, I didn’t ask your mom if I could have a pet here so…

Cass: You want us to help you find it before mom beats your ass, right?

Y/N: *happy to have help* Yes, pwease :)

Dani: What kind of animal is it, Y/N?

Y/N: *Nervously scratching their neck* Um… w-well, and this is gonna make a lot of sense when I explain the story, but, uh, I sort of-

Bela: *Very annoyed* Spit it out, Y/N!

Y/N: A really feral and pissed off badger that hates me :’(

Cass and Bela: *Facepalm*

Dani: *Really excited because of the chaos* Well, let’s go find her!

Y/N: Let’s split up and look for clues! I named her Petunia! :)

Alcina: *In her bedroom* Y/NNNNNN!

Bela, Cass, Dani, and Y/N: *Cringe really hard*

Cass: Well you’re on your own, Y/N.

Dimi sisters: *Swarm off*

Y/N: *Gulps hard* Coming, my love!

Y/N: *Gets to the bedroom and sees a really pissed off Alcina*

Alcina: *Arms crossed and tapping her foot* Y/N, care to explain why I found a FUCKING badger giving birth on my side of the bed?

Y/N: G-giving birth??

Alcina: Yes! I was going to take a nap when I saw-

Y/N: *Openly sobbing* I can’t believe it! I’m a grandparent!

Alcina: *Sighs* Y/N, that’s not the point. I-

Y/N: *Runs up and hugs Alcina* This is the happiest day of my life! We’re grandparents, Alci!

Alcina: I married a literal child.

Masterlist

#alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #re8 #re8 village #re8 shitpost #alcina dimitrescu x y/n #alcina dimitrescu x reader #lady dimitrescu x reader #lady dimitrescu x y/n #re8 incorrect quotes #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu

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zyrineasworld · 10 months

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Y/N: No! I'm not blinded by love. I know I married the right person and no, I AM NOT A SIMP.

Alcina: *Just finished draining the blood of the person who tried to flirt with Y/N and face currently covered with that person's blood*

Y/N: *mesmerized* She's so beautiful. *Gay panic*

Cassandra: Yeah... She's a simp.

Bela: Oh yeah, I agree.

Daniela: Can somebody tell me what is going on?!

#alcina dimitrescu #alcina x reader #gxg fluff #alcina dimitrescu x oc #lady dimitrescu #resident evil alcina #viper_ash #oneshots #daniela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #castle dimitrescu

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findingnemosworld · 6 months

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𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 - 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐤 𝐬𝐳𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐳𝐥𝐚𝐢

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

[ 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 (𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 ) 𝐚𝐧𝐝 (𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 ) ]

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!

Dominik cherished the mere moments in which he wasn't tied with club football, or international football - as these moments would be spent entirely with her, the woman of his dreams, the girl that had seen him in his highs and lows, never once faltering or letting him go when he felt like the pressure was high, she was always there for him to lean back on, her support had been the core reason for his strength, she was and still is his entire world, the person he can truly see a future with which prompted the notion of them unifying their love officially in the eyes of God.

That night, while the pair were seated outside at a small and cozy diner in his neighborhood that he finally brought up the subject to her, " Baba "

" Yes, Édesem " She smiles softly, " What's up? "

He reaches over, intertwining their hands together, his lips curling into a soft smile, " Let's get married! "

It didn't seem like a question, or a proposal for that matter - her brows knit, confusion etched across her features, " Are you sure? "

" Yes " He beams, his eyes twinkling with love, before adding on. " I love you baba, these five years together have been a blessing for us, but I'm going to lose my mind if you don't become my wife "

She laughs, " Seriously? "

He nods, his cheeks flaming as he smiled shyly. " Yes, seriously "

" Domi " She whispers, her eyes brimming with tears. " How long have you been thinking about this? "

He inhales then exhales before responding, " So long baba, every time I see doting on my sister, every time you're playing with the neighborhood children, every time you laugh with my mother or hell, joke with my father, every time you take care of me even at times where I feel so distraught, you're right there " he smiles softly, his voice wavering with emotion, " Baba, I don't think I can have a future without you in it "

Rare were the moments where Dominik would bare his heart out entirely to her, sure he showcases his love with his actions yet it was rare of him to truly bare his emotions.

" I had no idea you felt like this " She admits, wiping away the tear stains off her cheeks. " I would love nothing more than to marry you Domi "

His eyes light up, " Let's do it tomorrow! "

Her eyes widened, as she chuckled. " What! we can't do that "

Dominik shakes his head, " sure we can, we don't need a fancy wedding baba, I don't care about any of that, I just want to marry you, I just want to call you my wife "

She giggles, unsure of what to say as she shared the same sentiment, she loved Dominik, had loved him for the better part of the entire time she knew him. " Well, what should we do? "

" I'll call Tamas and Bela, they'll be our witnesses, you prepare a dress, I'll prepare a suit, I'll ask Bela to get a bouquet, we prepare our vows and the rest is history " He smiles widely.

She exhales a deep breath, before smiling and nodding. " Ok "

They spent the rest of the night chatting with a hopeful tone about tomorrow in their voice, they knew they wanted this, despite being young, this was the right call and they could only hope their families would understand.

The following morning, Bela had arrived early to help her get ready - she had opted to wear a silken white dress that flowed effortlessly on her body, stopping directly above her knees, she paired the dress with silver heels, her hair swiped to the left and pinned with flower clips while her features were enhanced by a soft layer of makeup, Bela beams at her work and says, " He is going to go wild when he sees you "

She breathes out a nervous chuckle, " You think so? "

" I mean, he is the one that brought this up, it was always clear just how much Dominik loves you " Bela states, " Tamas and I could see it from the day you moved into the neighborhood "

A soft nostalgic smile adorns her lips as she recalls the day she and her family moved into his neighborhood due to her father's work, she remembers hearing a knock literally four hours after they settled into their new home, her mother opening the door to find a young boy there who kindly offers her a plate of delectable treats and asks if it was ok for her to come out and play, her mother turns to her, encouraging her to go out there and play, from then on she befriended Dominik, Tamas and Bela.

" I am just scared of how our families would react " She admits, a fearful expression adorning her features as she adds on. " They'd think we're crazy "

Bela laughs, shaking her head. " I think they'd freak out but I mean, let's be honest, you guys are meant to be, so just live and let live, now let's go so we're not late and Dominik thinks you escaped "

A thirty five minute drive, and they were in front of the courthouse - Bela had to physically drag her in, where Dominik and Tamas stood in front of the clerk, the minute Dominik looked up it seemed as if every ounce of oxygen was stolen from him, with each step she took, it felt as if he was about to lose all consciousness, he'd always believed that she was beautiful yet now, it seemed as the angels had bestowed a glow to her that felt different, ethereal in some sense. " Wow " he whispers.

She blushed under his gaze, inciting a giggle from Bela and a chuckle from Tamas, she ignores them then says, " You clean up well "

" You are perfect " He takes her hand in his. " So perfect " he leans in to press a gentle kiss to her forehead, " Ready to become Mrs. Szoboszlai? "

" I'm more than ready " She beams with pride.

Bela hands her the bouquet, " Come on you two "

They stand in front of the local clerk, who officiates their wedding as per the standards of their hometown, once they say their 'I do's', they slip on their wedding bands before signing the document to officially solidify them as Mr. & Mrs. Szoboszlai, Tamas and Bela sign the document as well before all four of them step out of the courthouse, Tamas was the first to speak. " Now you two, pack up and enjoy your time in Italy "

Dominik beams, " Oh we will " he pressed a kiss to her forehead.

" Thank you guys " She smiles at Bela and Tamas. " I really appreciate you "

" We both do " Dominik pipes up.

" We got your back, now you crazy kids go and have fun " Bela smiles.

And with that, the pair take off, having already packed their suitcases for their brief trip to Italy whilst Bela and Tamas had woven an excuse to their families, claiming that the pair were away, just not divulging into further details.

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Their families were indeed upset by the abrupt and rushed decision, however upon seeing how happy the young couple were, they'd given them their blessings and had even insisted ( or in this case forced ) the pair into allowing the families to jointly host a reception event in her family's farm house - and so the pair were thrust into the preparations that were quite daunting yet had brought in quite the pay off as within two weeks, the farm house was decked from top to bottom, and almost all their extended families as well as their friends confirmed that they will be attending.

On the day of the event, Dominik had whisked her away on a private stroll, wanting to spend as much time with her as he can before she was whisked away by their relatives, they strolled through the spacious paths in silence before he decided to break it by saying, " I never thought this could happen "

She turns to him, " What do you mean? "

" Us " He laughs softly, " I mean, when you first moved into the neighborhood, I was bestowed by how beautiful you looked in that blue dress, Tamas laughed at me because I kept watching you as you helped your mother carry things into the house "

Her eyes widened, " Really? "

" Oh I was done for " He grins, " When I went back home I begged my mother to let me be the one to take the plate of cookies and treats for your family, I just wanted a valid excuse to see you, as we got to know each other, you found your way into my heart, and I knew right then and there, that you were the one for me "

They stopped midway, Dominik interlocks their hands together, he inhales then exhales a deep breath before he said. " Baba, I love you so much "

She smiles tearfully, " I love you too Domi " she leans in to peck his lips.

Later on that evening, the newlyweds celebrated with their family and friends, who showered them with love and jokes regarding their decision to elope, along the night - Dominik had grabbed the microphone from the stand to speak, " If I can have everyone's attention please " he speaks through the microphone, grabbing everyone's attention including her, " I would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone that has come to celebrate our love with us, and sure we have rushed through it, but it's only because I love my wife so much that I couldn't wait "

The guests laugh, as Dominik continues. " I will also take this chance to ... " he pulls out a piece of paper from his pocket, " get a lot of things off my chest " he looks at his wife who smiled softly, " baba, can you come over here? "

She tentatively approaches him, as he takes her hand with his free hand.

He swallows the lump in his throat, " Baba, you've been my light since the day I saw you in that blue dress, and each year we got to know one another, my heart found its home in the palm of your hands, your kindness, your compassion, your talent, your heart, I can go on and on " his voice wavers with emotion, " And it still won't be enough for me to say just how much you've saved my life, a life that I thought would only be ruled by football, except now it's a healthy balance, I get to do what I love as well as be with the woman that I love, my heart is secure knowing that despite the distance that my work may put between us, our hearts will always be connected, that at my lowest, your arms will be open for me to lay in, your warmth will envelop me when the world is too cruel and most of all, our children in the distant future will be the luckiest to have you as their mother, I know that we didn't have the grand fairytale wedding, yet I don't care at all " He smiles, squeezing her hand, as he wiped away some stray tears. " Living life with you has been the greatest fairytale "

A course of cheers ripples through the reception venue, with some even whistling.

She embraced him warmly, both of them shedding tears of joy before she pulls back and grabs the microphone, " You sneak, how am I supposed to top this? " she laughs, turning to Bela who walks up to them handing her a piece of paper, " Here goes nothing, ... "

Dominik squeezes her hand and smiles warmly.

" Dominik " She starts with a shaky tone, " I genuinely never thought I'd find my Prince Charming, I mean I saw the love between my parents yet I've never truly believed that I am capable or worthy of such love until I met the sweet boy living next door - he shows up at my doorstep with a plate and a soft smile ... I knew I was hooked, yet I refused to admit it, despite a lot of our friends saying that it was there ... " she exhales a soft breath, " You have been my constant despite the darkness looming, when I needed a shoulder to cry on, you were the first and only one I can turn on, you shared my highs, my lows and if there is one person, I want to be the father of my children, then that person will be you "

He grins, playfully grabbing the microphone to add on. " You hear that men? she's mine, I even got the paper to prove it "

Everyone laughs, cheering on the couple as they shared a sweet kiss before the music soon flowed through the venue, couples and children were dancing left and right while the newlyweds slipped away to get a moment for themselves, Dominik tugs her close to him to press a gentle kiss on her lips. " Under these stars, I vow to love you for a thousand years, even in the afterlife "

She smiles widely, " I'll love you for a thousand more, even in the afterlife "

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wolfsetfree-if · 3 months

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AHHH I LOVED THE BELA POV! Seeing Bela’s different reactions to alpha, gamma, omega MC’s was so good! Their heart shattering when they saw Omega MC with a collar and leash obediently following the djinn with no resistance got me- 😩 I gotta marry Bela I swearrrr

Aww I'm so glad!

Put a ring on them I dare u❤

#cute anon #ro: bela

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fantasy-relax · 2 months

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Please just love her

Part 3

Maybe I will write faster if someone draw some of their favorite scenes. Anyway there you go @crispyfriedchikem with your favorite Spices.

"Could you tell me how we ended up together?"

Yes Bela tell them the beautiful way of how you ended together. Afterall you know how much they love fairytales.

"I'll tell you after eating, okay?"

"Okay sweetheart."

The comforting smile you sent her before she left the room only fueled her guilt.

What was she going to tell you?

While she continued preparing the food, she planned what she was going to tell you.

She needed help at the council and you eagerly offered for a distraction.

You were willing to kill yourself working and she took advantage of that.

Over time the two began to get closer and became friends.

She was hungry for attention and clung to you like a leech.

You helped repair her relationship with Daniela.

What do you think Daniela is going to do after she finds out what you've done to her best friend?

You helped her recover something very important to her.

Just something? Are you afraid that they will treat you like crazy if you tell her the truth or do you just want to see how much you can hide?

You were a pillar of strength while she recovered from a...

Accident?

Mental breakdown?

Emotional breakdown?

From a mental breakdown due to the stress of her position as president and her poor relationship with her family.

Well! You listen to me when it suits you!

And one day she confessed to you, you accepted and they became a couple.

Hilarious like you arent a coward.

After a year together they made the extreme decision to get married.

Like every fairytale. Hey, where is the dragon?

Her mother didn't approve of you, and she didn't want to damage her relationship with her - with Daniela.

There's the dragon! But don't you forget someone? What now you're the one who has amnesia?

So they got married secretly.

And the papers? Oh, true! They do not exist! Like this relationship.

They decided to take a year to travel, a honeymoon.

Don't you also want to tell them about your passionate wedding night together?

And your accident happened.

And your miracle happened.

Yes, that will be the story.

You will be trapped in the iceberg of your lies in the ninth circle of hell.

Turning off the stove, she went to look for you in the room only to find you sleeping with the television on, seeing the calm on your face, memories of other nights returned to her mind.

It was two in the morning and Bela was woken up by your sobbing. Quickly getting up from her bed, she approached your body that was wrapped in the sheet.

"Don't leave me, I'll be better, don't leave me, please "

You couldn't find peace even in your dreams.

Bela knew about your nightmares, Angie and Daniela had told her that after the fourth month that Cassandra was gone you started having nightmares that left you emotionally destroyed. To the point that you preferred to avoid sleeping by drinking energy drinks, spending the nights studying or working in order to keep your mind busy.

Bela knows that she shouldn't, that it's not her place but your crying broke the heart that you had given her back. She delicately sat on the bed and held you in her arms, ignoring the satisfaction it gave her to feel how you clung to her. Singing softly she caressed your back, she didn't stop even after your crying stopped and your breathing calmed down, she continued until sleep overcame her.

Without your memories, will you have nightmares again? Will your subconscious give you fragments of your life back through dreams?

Looking at the clock she decided to take the opportunity to take a bath.

It's not like they can leave. You are the only person they know here.

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Are you sure Miranda returned your heart?

...

I mean, you have to admit, this isn't something someone who claims to love her family would do.

...

Not only are you betraying Cassandra, do you remember what Daniela asked of you?

...

'Take care of them, Bela.'

...I'm doing that.

By lying?

They said they didn't want to know anything about theater!

I didn't mean that and you know it.

...it just slip.

Did it just slip? You could have told the truth but you continued to lie and continue to do so.

...I do it for them.

For them? You can't lie to me. I am you. At least the part that still has morals. You took advantage, saw that they were vulnerable and sank your fangs without thinking.

...

Cry all you want.

...

We both know you would do it again.

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"Mc, Mc wake up, you must eat"

"Mmm? Oh, if when I wake up the first thing I see is you, I'll look forward to it every morning."

You loved how the slightest compliment turned your Romanian goddess red. She looked so cute. Maybe you didn't remember her but there was an undeniable warmth in your chest every time you looked at her and peace wrapped around you like a blanket when you were close to her.

What else could it be but love?

"Mc, hurry up, I'm hungry"

"I'm going I'm going"

On the way to the kitchen you noticed the tension in her shoulders but before you could do anything, she spoke first.

"The doctor said to start with light, easy-to-digest food." She moved the chair and motioned for you to sit down. You obeyed without hesitation.

Seeing the plate on the table, you felt nostalgic without knowing why.

Soup.

Maybe your beloved cooked often?

Taking a bite, a satisfied moan came out without you realizing it.

Delicious!

"You know how to cook, you are very capable and gentle and you can carry me without difficulty, I won the lottery with you without a doubt."

The blonde was covering her face with her napkin but you could see how red she had turned at your words.

"Thank you"

They ate in comfortable silence. When finished, the blonde commanded you to sit in the living room while she cleaned. God you couldn't wait for your arm to heal so you could help her you didn't want to be a burden on her. Sitting next to you, the tension in her shoulders had returned. She took a deep breath before she spoke.

"As you already know, we met while you were touring the clubs, the student council caught your attention and you decided to join. We worked together a lot of the time and we became friends, you invited me to your movie nights and you helped me little by little repair my relationship with Daniela. "

"Were you on bad terms?"

"The relationship with my family... It's complicated, I can't even refer to my mother as such. I prefer to call her by her name. Daniela and I grew up together but after I went to school and then to university without her our relationship foundered ...And my other sister... I prefer not to talk about that."

A slight pain came from your chest but you ignored it, placing your good hand over the one of the blonde who had lowered her head, you gave it a gentle squeeze.

"I'm glad I helped you with Daniela, family should stay together above all else"

You'll know.

Bela didn't look at you but she squeezed back.

"Someone stole something very important to me and you helped me get it back, I sounded like a crazy woman and you still believed me, after that the stress of everything caused me a mental and emotional breakdown, I was a mess."

You stopped breathing for a moment when Bela finally raised her face and you could see in her eyes a sea of emotions, there was love, adoration, gratitude, there were so many that you felt like you were drowning in them.

"And you stayed with me despite everything...How could I not fall in love with you?"

Her voice broke on the last sentence, the blonde let go of your hand to cover her face as if loving you was a sin she couldn't help but commit. Is her family homophobic or extremely religious?

"Bela.."

With her face covered she continued talking but her voice sounded distant... as if she were reading a script.

"You accepted my confession, we had barely dated for a year when we decided to get married, my mother didn't approve of you and my relationship with Daniela was barely improving, so we got married in secret, we left school to travel for a year, you had your accident and here we are"

The Romanian woman refused to lift her head or reveal her face.

"Bela"

Silence

"Bela look at me please"

She did and your heart broke in your chest as you saw the misery, guilt and pain on her face, you gently wiped away her tears and left your hand on her cheek.

"Nothing that happened to me was your fault."

The storm in her eyes only grew worse. And you knew that saying it next would only intensify it but you had to get rid of that doubt before continuing with this.

"I know this is difficult for you, however I must ask... If the love I felt for you does not return, if my heart chooses someone else, would you let me go?"

The anguish in the blonde's eyes devoured you, she closed them for a few seconds before opening them full of resignation.

"If that's what you want, yes"

Something told you that she would keep her word even though the fact ripped her heart out. You sighed with relief, that thought not leave you alone for second.

"Thank you, Bela."

You let go of her to stand up and grab the controller just to settle back down on the couch, motioning with your hand for her to lie down on your lap. The blue-eyed girl looked at you with confusion but she followed your orders like a puppy. You stroked her hair.

"How lucky that you are so easy to love"

Bela looked at you with surprise.

"I don't love you yet but what I feel in my chest can easily become love"

She got up enough to hug your torso, you suppressed the gesture of pain that the sudden action caused you. Her eyes shone with hope, leaning down a little you kissed her forehead and pushed her away, she relented and lay back down on your lap.

"Rest my dear, you have done enough for today"

Yes, falling in love with Bela was going to be something easy.

You were already halfway there after all.

#resident lover #bela dimitrescu #My work

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Whispers of destiny

Chapter 1

Wedding hells🔔

Bela's POV:

I'm a homebody, especially when it comes to avoiding weddings. People aren't really my scene. But hey, food? Now that's my jam. I rocked a pearl white dress with white scarf, and tauny brown khussa, feeling like my own version of Princess Jasmine. That's some serious self-love, right?

"Bit bright?" Aunty judged, rolling her eyes.

"Who?" I looked around innocently.

"Obviously, you, Bela!" She smirked firing back.

"Well, aunty pouring a white creamy sauce over brownie ever made brownie white? Or have you seen gulab jamun turning white upon pouring a sweet sauce? I fired back.

"You've got a point, but no one will marry you with that dark skin, beta," Aunty smirked, thinking she'd won.

"Thank God, I have dark skin, not a dark mind like them. So, that won't work out, Aunty. And please, don't worry about me." I laughed it off.

"No, beta, you're missing the point. White just doesn't suit you," Aunty persisted.

"I liked your 'Black Lives Matter' post on Facebook. Nice supporting black lives while bullying brown ones," I retorted, adjusting my hijab. Suddenly, aunty was saved by an imaginary caller - she vanished in seconds.

"Queenie, you dropped this," a teenage girl pretended to hand me a crown. We shared a laugh, that "don't-tell-us-what-to-do" kind. Meanwhile, the newlyweds exchanged glances while laughing.

Desi aunties, never letting up at weddings, always have something to say - weight, complexion, age, you name it. And don't get me started on their obsession with beauty remedies from YouTube channels predicting the world's end!

"Wait, let me guess, Samrina's daughter? All grown up!" Aunty excitedly guessed.

"Oh, Aunty, I remember you!" I tried to match her energy, figuring her out.

"Have you seen my mom?" I asked again.

"She was right there talking to a lady," she replied.

"Thank you so much!" I flashed a bright smile.

"Ammi," I grabbed her hand.

"Yes, beta? Is everything okay?" Ammi asked.

"Everything's fine, except me. I'm starving. When's the food?" I fake-cried.

Ammi chuckled. "What would people say? This girl's here only for food?"

"Exactly! You drag me to these events, and you know why I come." I narrowed my eyes playfully.

"What else can drag you out of your kingdom?" Ammi teased.

"Okay, let's eat something and go home," I suggested, heading to the buffet.

The spicy chicken tikka was so aromatic, blending perfectly with the environment. "Ready to go?" I wiped my mouth with a tissue.

"They'll say we were here just for food," Ammi joked.

"That's the truth. We were here for the food," I said, making an innocent face.

"Assalamualaikum, Aunty, how are you?" An unfamiliar voice interrupted.

"Wa alaikum assalam, Saad, beta," Ammi responded gently.

"Congratulations on your sister's wedding. They look good together," Ammi said, observing the couple.

"Jazakallah khayran, Aunty," he smiled.

I noticed some action that signaled a message between Ammi and me.

"Saad, uncle's looking for you," Hadeed interrupted.

As Saad hurried away, I couldn't help but notice his good sense of style, wearing white shalwar qameez, the classic Pakistani drama look. But I wasn't interested in checking him out. Whenever aunties ask me about what I look in a guy, I look away, i answer which always offends them.

As I adjusted my white embroidered dupatta, it got stuck somewhere. When I turned back, I saw him pulling away, and my dupatta got freed from his silver watch. My heart sank - what just happened? This was my choice of color today. How could someone with the same color scheme casually appear, and my dupatta get tangled in his stuff?

"Destiny?" I pondered. "Is this my Bollywood moment?"

"Haram, haram, haram," Mufti Menk's voice echoed. "Stop looking over there, stupid Bela."

"We gotta go," I grabbed Mom's hand, and we made our exit.

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ghost-with-a-teacup · 1 year

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𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬 ~ 𝐀𝐥𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐃𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐮 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Summary: After a long day of paperwork, you let yourself wind down a bit when something catches your eye. A single pink rose pinned alongside the usual black ones on Alcina's dress. What you didn't understand, however, was the meaning. OR You're a little lost, have a moment with the girls, and have a soft moment with Alcina as she tells you what it means to her. Pairing: Alcina Dimitrescu x Reader Word Count: 2.1K Warnings: None!! It's sofffttttt Author's Note: Hello my lovelies~ It's been a while since I've written for Alcina, but she's still my one true wife and I've missed her dearly so here we are! This is a request by the lovely @theshiplife I hope you enjoy!! (I have 12 minutes before my class starts so if there are mistakes I'm sorry ghfgjhdfkjgfg)

It was still early in the evening, but with Romanian winters oftentimes at this time it already felt like the middle of the night with the way the dark navy sky surrounded the castle.

The candelabras flickered slightly as you made your way through the ornate halls having finished the paperwork a bit earlier than expected; a walk was in order. After marrying Alcina you had taken it upon yourself to help with the workload, as is to be expected for her lover.

You didn’t mind it at all, it eased some of the stress she had, and it also meant more time to spend with her and the girls. No, you didn’t mind at all.

‘Think of her and she appears’ you thought to yourself as you spot her from the far end of the hallway making her way up the staircase, ever graceful despite no eyes (well, aside from yours) on her.

Just as you notice her, she notices you as well, glowing golden eyes capturing your own in her grasp. She makes her way over to you in a few quick strides and all at once you’re embraced in her familiar scent; rose water and wine, one that brought you comfort.

“Ah, darling, finished up work for the evening?” she says as her fingertip tilts your chin up to meet her gaze.

“Yup, I’m surprised I finished it so early,” you say, fighting back the feeling of your face heating up. You were married to her for god’s sake! You can’t be flustered like a schoolgirl like this anymore.

Not that Alcina minded though (especially cough, in the bedroom).

She only hums slightly for a moment.

“A shame, I would have liked to join you on your walk,” she says, letting go of you. “It seems I have a bit more work to do, I’ll have to begin now if I want to make it to bed on time,” she says with a heavy sigh.

“Do you need any help, love?” you ask, eager to ease the workload.

“No, no need. You go rest up now, alright? I’ll be done soon enough,” she says, a soft smile playing across her lips just at the sight of you.

“Alright, don’t overwork yourself now,” you chastise her playfully which makes her roll her eyes in response.

“My, we get married and you think you can boss me around now?” she bites back and you giggle lightly.

“As if I wasn’t doing that already, you know how you get.” She hums once more.

“If you say so,” she says, smoothing a hand over your head fondly before turning back to her office.

Right as she does, your eyes zero in on the flowers she wore by her heart. There were the usual black ones, and a new one of a light pink colour, a sharp contrast to the others that oddly enough went quite well with them.

Though it was already to late to ask her about it, she was busy and you didn’t have the heart to bother her, so you went along your way.

Eventually you found yourself at the library, and figured you could do a bit of reading to pass the time. When you opened the doors however you found your daughters dogpiled on top of each other, Daniela squished at the bottom and gasping for air dramatically as Cassandra and Bela laughed on top.

“Girls? What’s going on?” you ask, making your way over. In an instant they’re surrounded by a plume of flies before Bela and Cassandra are sat comically prim and proper on the other side of the couch, Daniela still lying where she had been.

“SALVATION!” she shouts, sitting up for a moment before flopping right back down.

“Nothing, Mama!” Cassandra says, crossing one leg over the other. “Right, Bela?”

“Absolutely, nothing at all. This is definitely not retaliation for a grave crime,” she says, nodding gravely.

“Oh, and what crime would that be?” you ask, feeling like a judge in a courtroom.

Daniela’s form manifests right in front of you, grasping your hands tightly, her eyes pleading.

“No, Mama, don’t listen to them, you can’t! I did nothing wrong,” she pleads.

“I didn’t know stealing the cookies Agnes had baked for us and eating them yourself was ‘nothing wrong’,” Cassandra says with a scoff.

“I couldn’t help it!! They were calling to me, and who am I to deny them?” she says, her eyes dreamy. “They were raspberry cheesecake flavoured?”

Bela lets out an offended gasp. “How dare you,” she says, her tone threatening.

“Alright girls, that’s enough,” you say, jumping in before sickles came swinging. “How about I bake with you three tomorrow, yeah? Then we can ensure no cookies are stolen.”

“But Daniela must pay for her crimes!” Cassandra exclaims.

“I say we take a finger, that’s how they used to punish thieves way back when,” Bela says.

“Of course you would know, you probably lived through those times you old ass,” Daniela retorts snarkily.

“I’m two years older than you, dumbass,” Bela responds.

“Okay~ That’s enough. Daniela, you’ll give two cookies from your share to Bela and Cassandra, alright?” you mediate.

“Awww, but your cookies are the best though,” she whines, throwing you the puppy dog eyes.

“But it wasn’t nice to take the cookies Agnes had baked from your sisters,” you explain, ruffling her hair soothingly.

She sighs, “Fine,” she says with a pout.

“Is that fair for you two?” you ask, turning to Bela and Cassandra. They both nod.

“It will have to do,” Cassandra says.

“A finger would’ve been nice,” Bela sighs.

“That…wouldn’t even work, her finger would just reconnect to her body instantly,” you snort.

“It’s the heart of the action that counts, Mama,” she says, and you chuckle.

“Alright you three, get along now,” you say, turning to leave before you’re stopped by Daniela.

“Sit with us a while?” she asks, and you can’t help but agree. The four of you move to the big couch where they all cuddle up next to you, Bela and Cassandra on either shoulder while Daniela lay sprawled across your laps, since Bela and Cassandra had squashed her earlier.

You read to them for a bit, a pastime you loved but hadn’t gotten the chance to do as of late.

“Oh, before I forget, when did your Mother start wearing that fourth flower one her dress?” you ask them, and they all turn to look at you.

“Hmmm, a couple days after the wedding maybe? I’m not quite sure,” Cassandra says.

“Really? I’m surprised I haven’t noticed yet, interesting. Any idea what it means?” you ask them, and they all share a look with one another.

“Mama…do you not know what the roses she wears represent?” Daniela asks, looking up at you.

“No…? Should I?” you ask confusedly, and they all share a little laugh with one another.

“Alright sisters, I think its time we head off to bed,” Bela says, getting up and almost pushing Daniela off the couch.

“I agree, sister,” Cassandra says.

“I do as well,” Daniela says with a mischievous grin.

You knew damn well they weren’t going to bed, not at this early hour. They were more often than not, awake until the wee hours of the morning.

“Hey! Since you all seem to know, why don’t you tell me?” you ask them.

“Mmm~ Perhaps not. You can, however, ask Mother that question you so desperately want to know,” Bela says with a smile, eyes twinkling.

You only sigh softly, “Alright, go. It seems like I won’t get anything out of you three, good night then,” you smile at them.

“Good night, mama!”

“Thank you for reading to us,”

“Have fun with Mother~”

And in an instant you’re alone in the library, the door closing shut behind them. Glancing at the clock you see that a good two hours had passed, and Alcina was likely done with her work. If any time was good to ask her, it was now.

You walk through the hallways once more, the moon now hanging over the night sky and shining through the windows leaving its cool glow in its wake.

You had checked Alcina’s office but she wasn’t there, so you figured she was already back in your shared bedroom getting ready for the night.

Peeking your head through the door, you spot Alcina sitting at her vanity taking her makeup off with a wipe.

Making your way over, you take the wipe from her hand, moving to stand between her legs as she grasps onto your hips.

“Darling, I was wondering where you had gone off to,” she says, her eyes closing at your soft touch.

“The girls were arguing over cookies so I jumped in before anything got broken,” Alcina only chuckles amusedly.

“Wouldn’t be the first time.”

“Yeah, when I walked in Bela and Cass were sitting on top of her,” you laugh, moving from cleaning her face to her deep crimson lips. “So as a compromise, I said that I would bake with them tomorrow.”

“That sounds lovely, be sure to save me some, darling,” she says, leaning in to press a kiss to your forward.

“Of course~”

That was when you remember the question you had for her.

“Alcina…why did you start wearing that pink flower?” you ask hesitantly, not wanting to seem silly when everyone else seemed to know what they stood for.

She only snorts in response before stroking a hand down your cheek fondly.

“Is it not obvious, darling? It represents you, and how dearly I hold you close to my heart,” she says, her voice so tender it makes you almost want to tear up.

“Really?” you say so softly it was practically a whisper.

“Had I not told you why I wore these flowers, my love?” she asks, and you shake your head no.

“Originally I wore three to represent Bela, Cassandra and Daniela, and after we got married I began wearing this one too. Honestly, I’m surprised it took as long as it did considering I had known long before that how much I loved you,” she says, gazing deep into your eyes it felt like they pierced your very soul, warming you from the inside out.

“I love you too,” you say simply, before leaning in to press a tender kiss to her lips, saying the unspoken words you knew you wouldn’t be able to find that could describe the extent of your feelings.

“Why pink though,” you ask after you pull away.

She only smiles down at you for a moment.

“As you may know, the colour of flowers holds meaning,” you nod in response. “Well, pink represents sweetness, gentleness, which I figured was a fitting colour for someone like you in a world like ours,” she says, her eyes darkening for a moment before they brighten back up looking at you again.

“You’re the light this castle had needed for so long, the warmth that this family had been lacking for longer than I’d like to admit. The kindness in your heart radiates far and wide, this rose attests to that,” she says, and you can’t help the tears that fill your eyes now.

“They also represent joy, a feeling I felt an infinite amount on the day we got married,” she admits, a thumb swiping under your eyes that caught the tears that fell.

“That…wow,” was all you managed to say before you captured her lips with yours once more, hands moving up to cup her face as she pulled you close.

“I hope that gives you at least a tiny idea of how much you mean to me,” she says with a soft smile, which you mirror back in turn.

#lady dimitrescu #lady alcina #lady alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu x reader #alcina dimitrescu x reader #lady dimitrescu x gn! reader #lady dimitrescu x y/n #resident evil alcina #resident evil village #FLUFF

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Mastermind | Spencer Reid

Spencer Reid didn't want to love again.

After the passing of his late girlfriend, Maeve Donovan, the young genius believed that everyone in his life would eventually leave him.

So he chose not to get attached.

Valeria Bela had no time for love.

Though the young woman grew up in a home full of love and care, she refused to have her feelings get in the way of her work once again.

So she chose to be closed off.

Both Spencer and Valeria had come to terms with their resentment of love, more so what had happened to get them to feel so negatively about it. But, when young Supervisory Special Agent Bela joins the BAU, both soon forget about their rule with strong rivalry and stolen kisses.

A/N - Unfortunately, I do not own Criminal Minds, nor their characters or plots. I do not own dialogue, cases, or episodes, those go to the beautiful minds of the writers (MGG EPISODES !!!!). I also do not own any of the gifs presented in this story. These were picked at random via Pinterest. I do, however, own Valeria Bela as well as any other characters that are not created by the Criminal Minds enterprise. I also own plotlines that are designed by me. Without further ado, welcome to Mastermind!

P.S. - Valeria's face claim is Shay Mitchell. Timothy's is Pedro Pascal. Antonio's is Avan Jogia. And it's up to interpretation whom her mother's is.

Warnings:

Since you are reading a Criminal Minds Fanfic, I'm sure you expect what is to happen in episodes, but just in case you like jumping into a fandom by fanfic, here's some trigger warnings: assault, depression/depressive episodes, gore, kidnapping, murder, sexual assault, sexual innuendos, swearing, torture, violence, etc... ( there are way more, but i'm sure you get the point)

NOTICE ~ CHAPTER ONE

"YOU COMING, ROSSI?" Timothy Bela questioned his partner as he started the engine of a government-owned black SUV.

They were chasing an unsub that they had been after for weeks, a serial killer who targeted normal families. With all the information gathered, they had determined their suspect to be Stephen Jenkins, a 28-year-old man. The boy was an orphan, always by himself until he went to college, found a job, and married the so-called love of his life. That was until she passed away a couple months later. The man kept to himself, only venturing out of his house every so often. To kill.

Timothy Bela and David Rossi had no doubts that the sadistic man was not working alone due to his elaborate work, but they had to catch him first.

Timothy lived for the thrill of the chase. He loved the adrenaline that spiked in his veins as he was catching an unsub, however, he knew he had to be more careful with his life. Timothy had a wife now, Meredith Bela, and two children, nine-year-old Valeria, and one-year-old Antonio. He was expected to be a role model, a parent, and most importantly, a hero.

The red and blue lights flashed from the top of the black SUV as the duo raced through the streets to catch their unsub. David Rossi's eyes focused on the streets ahead but moved over to his partner and longtime best friend for a brief second. "So, how are the kids, Timothy? Is Valeria still up to her usual trouble?"

"She sees her Uncle Rossi a little too much for her own good." The man said with a small chuckle, turning the wheel to make a hard left turn. "Wants to be just like us when she's older."

"You say that like it's a bad thing, Bela."

The black vehicle stopped in front of an abandoned house, the wooden planks that once blocked the door from being entered were littered on the broken-down porch. "What an idiot," Timothy commented as he took his gun out of his holster, approaching the opened door. Rossi came behind him, making sure that the coast was clear.

The two stepped into the house, the floorboards creaking beneath their feet. Timothy winced as the sound pierced his ears, venturing deeper into the house with a careful foot. "Don't you come any closer!" A voice said as Rossi and Bela entered into a hallway. The voice was weak, tired, and out of breath. "I said don't you come any closer to me!"

"FBI! Stephen Jenkins, come out slowly, hands up." Rossi yelled gun brandished in front of him.

"I don't want any trouble. Just go away, don't come any closer!" Stephen called out again, his back against the wall. If he peered to the right a little, he could see the eyes of the men in a mirror that hung against the wall. "I have a gun, I'll use it."

"Yeah, so do we, kid." Timothy was confused. This man didn't seem like who they were looking for at all, he didn't seem like he'd hurt a fly. He was done playing the boy's game, hoping to hurry up the delay so he could get home to his family. "You have one last chance to get out here or I'm coming inside."

"I-i can't."

"Why not?" Rossi asked, getting no reply in return. He motioned for Timothy quietly to go into the room at the looming silence, when suddenly a loud thud hit their ears. The two men raced into the room as the sounds of their team members slamming their car doors echoed outside.

Timothy entered the dusty, dark room first, desperately trying to find a source of light. He walked further into the room, pulling a cord that led to a light bulb in the middle of the room. Slightly turning, he rested his eyes on the body of Stephen Jenkins lying on the floor, shriveled in pain and frankly red as wine. The blonde boy, barely a man, struggled to breathe, his face turning pale as if he had been suddenly drained of all that was keeping him alive. Timothy's stomach dropped, and Rossi made his way to his partner's side to investigate. "Dear god," Rossi sighed, crouching to examine the pale body.

Stephen's body had bloody gashes all over him, carved into his chest like some satanic ritual. The young man looked up at the two men, fear written all over his face. His blue eyes were slightly dilated, his hands trembled, and his body squirmed.

"Stephen, who did this to you?" Timothy said, staring the young man in the eyes.

"He..." Stephen started before choking on the blood that wound up in his throat. "He just wanted you to notice."

"Wanted who to notice what?" Rossi asked, holding pressure on Stephen's wounds, knowing it was no use.

"He wanted Timothy Bela... to notice." He said, finally succumbing to his injuries. The rest of the department entered the room, examining the scene as Rossi looked up at Timothy with confusion. Timothy's eyes never left the young man, his mind focused on what he was to notice.

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Valeria watched her mother pull out the freshly baked chocolate chip cookies from the oven, the delicious smell immediately hitting her nostrils. Her mouth watered for the sweet treat, getting up from her spot across from her baby brother to her mother who was standing at the counter. "How much longer until we can eat the cookies, mama?"

Meredith laughed, taking the oven mitts off of her hands. "In a few minutes, mi amor. They must cool down first."

Valeria nodded happily, going back to sit across from her little brother, Antonio. "I can't wait until you are able to eat cookies, Antonio. I think you'll like them!" Baby Antonio gurgled in response to his older sister, slamming his tiny hands on the baby seat tray. The girl grinned, going back to drawing on a piece of paper with her crayons.

Meredith watched her children from afar with a sad smile, disappointed that her husband was missing out on all the little moments of their children's lives. She didn't regret moving to Quantico, it was a good environment for their family. She just wished that Timothy wasn't so occupied with solving crimes. The sound of loud knocking had taken the woman out of her thoughts, as she made her way to the front door.

As she opened the door, a tall man stood in front of her, a gun pointed at her forehead. Her eyes widened with fear, as she took three steps backward into the living room. It was a rare occasion for Meredith to let her nerves get the best of her, but her mind was blank as her eyes locked on the barrel of the gun. The man followed her inside, a sinister smile appearing on his face. "Meredith Bela, as beautiful as I remember. It's been a long time, don't you remember me?"

Meredith swallowed a sob, remembering that her children were in the next room. A faux smile appeared on her face as she smiled. "I do remember, of course, I do."

The man's smile dropped, a scowl taking its place. "Don't lie to me, darling."

"I-i'm not lying. I do remember you." Her voice waivered, the gun practically resting on her forehead.

"No need to get defensive, Meredith. I'm just playing." He sneered. "I want to say hello to the kids, let's go to the kitchen." The woman planted her feet, shaking her head frantically.

"Please don't hurt them, take me. Don't hurt them."

"Let's remember who has the gun and who is begging for their children's lives to be saved. The kitchen. Go!" He yelled, aggressively pulling her into the kitchen. Valeria looked up to see her mother in pain, tears flowing down her cheeks. She tilted her head in confusion, watching as the man bent down to her level. "Hello, Valeria."

"Hello. Do I know you?" She asked, staring into the man's cold, blue eyes.

"I'm a friend of your father's."

"Daddy's not home, so maybe you should come back later." Valeria shrugged the man off, going back to coloring on her paper. "And you can't have any cookies because they aren't cooled off yet."

The man stood shocked at her manners, gritting his teeth with a fake smile. The girl's face didn't show an ounce of emotion like she didn't question his intentions at all. He was intrigued by the young girl, albeit amused.

"That's enough, now leave our house." Meredith spat, wrestling her wrist out of the man's grip, grabbing a kitchen knife that lay on the counter. "Get out, now!"

Valeria turned to look at her mother, realizing that the man wasn't a friendly visitor. A chill ran down her spine as the man began to laugh, shaking his head at her mother. "And I thought you were always up for a challenge, Meredith. Truly a shame that we had to do this so quickly." He took out his gun with a sad sigh, resting his finger on the trigger.

And shooting her quickly between the eyes.

The young girl wasn't sure if there was a sound. Valeria felt so lightheaded that she knew it wasn't long before she would pass out. She blinked but couldn't see anything except her mother's cold, dead eyes on the floor.

The man smirked at his work, turning to face the two children. Antonio was bawling at the loud noise, not realizing what had happened, and Valeria stood still with shock and fear. The man approached the crying baby, attempting to coo him. "There, there. She wasn't that special anyways."

"What are you gonna do?" Valeria croaked out, her mouth dry from tears.

"Excuse me?"

"What are you gonna do with us?" She questioned.

"You see, I hadn't planned that far ahead." He spoke slowly, walking over to the counter and grabbing a cookie from the rack. He took a bite, chewing with his mouth open. "Cookie?" He offered, sitting back down at the table after getting no reply. "You see, I have to get rid of the evidence that I was here... which means you two have to go. And he'll finally notice me."

Valeria stood, staring at the table, not daring to look into the man's murderous eyes. "Go? Notice you?"

"Go. Die. Exterminate. Croak. There's a lot of ways to say it." He dismissed by waving his hands, grabbing a cigarette and lighter out of his pocket. He put the cigarette to his mouth, lighting the end of it. "It's a shame really, I was starting to like you guys."

"You can't cause a fire with just one cigarette." The girl said, crossing her arms. "You need a reactant of some sort to cause the fire. Which you didn't do."

"Which I did do, actually, little girl. Do you really think that I haven't planned this through? Watch and-" He said, coughing as his cigarette smoke hit his lungs. Valeria raised an eyebrow at the man, rolling her eyes in disbelief. Amid his coughing fit, he dropped the lit cigarette on the table. The tablecloth immediately burst into flames, catching on the man. He screamed out in pain as the flames engulfed him, Valeria rushing to unbuckle her younger brother from his seat.

The man fell backward as the flames got wider, soon covering half of the kitchen. Valeria ran out into the living room with her brother in her grasp, looking for a way to escape. "This is why you don't smoke, Antonio." She said out of nervousness, as the fire captured the wall of the house.

They were trapped inside.

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Timothy Bela bid Rossi goodbye as he finally finished his paperwork for the case. Though it hadn't gone the way that he wanted it to go, they were closer to solving the murders. As he headed out the door, an agent ran to him, calling his name. "Bela! Bela! Bela!"

The man turned, eyes finding the panicked state of the agent. "Bernhards? What's going on?"

"Your house! It's all over the news!"

"My house? The man questioned his eyes widening in worry. "Bernhards, what's wrong with my house? Finish your sentence, goddammit!"

"It's on fire...!" The man said, exasperated and out of breath. "Your house is on fire!"

Bela didn't hear the man any longer as he ran to his car, racing down the streets to get to his house. Fear ran in his veins as he thought about his family, wondering if they had made it outside yet. Little did he know, they were still inside.

By the time Timothy got to his house, news anchors surrounded the lawn. The house was up in flames, immediately consuming everything from the inside. He spotted his neighbors, running over to them and asking multitudes of questions. "Did Meredith and the kids make it out? Has anyone called the fire department? Has anyone gone in yet to check?" The neighbors shook their heads in worry, watching the flames blaze.

Everyone outside had no idea what to do while they waited for the fire department to get there. Nobody dared to run inside and start saving the family themselves.

Worry struck the man's features as he started to strip himself of his jacket and tie. One neighbor, Eugenia Miller, a kind lady from across the street, grabbed his arm. "You are not going in there, Timothy."

"I'm not letting my family burn alive. Every second that fire is getting worse and worse and my children are in there." He broke himself free from her grip, hogging into the house. The flames flew behind him as he kicked down the door, entering the house.

"Dear god, that man is a maniac," Eugenia muttered, joining the rest of the neighbors.

Timothy ran into the kitchen, stumbling upon the burnt body of the man, his gun still in his hands. The agent furrowed his eyebrows, looking at where the table once was, before seeing the body of his wife. He choked back a sob, covering his mouth with his hands, pressing the white sleeve of his uniform to his mouth to breathe. "Meredith, amore mio." He whispered, exiting the kitchen after not bearing to see the sight any longer. "Valeria? Valeria, where are you?" He called out, his hope leaving him every second.

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The only thing that Valeria could process during the smoke was the pain she was in. Her broken heart, her ears ringing, and a burn on her right thigh. She held her brother close to her, putting her thin sleeve over his mouth so he could breathe filtered air. She placed a kiss on his forehead, closing her eyes. "We're going to be okay, little brother. I promise. They're coming for us." As she calmed herself down, she visualized firefighters calling out her name, hoping they would reach her on time.

She was exhausted; her throat burned with every swallow, her muscles ached, and her lungs were starting to sting from the gathering smoke that slowly leaked into the enclosed space that they were trapped in. It didn't help that Antonio started crying once again. With nothing to calm him down with, she closed her eyes tight, praying that someone would save them soon.

"Valeria!" She heard a voice shout from somewhere. "Valeria?"

"In here!" She cried out with all that was left in her. "Help! Please help!" A sob ripped from her throat, joining the cries of her younger brother.

Timothy appeared, moving rubble out of the doorway as he entered the room. He gazed at the sight of his two children, rushing to hold them in his arms as they cried. "Valeria, Antonio. You're okay, I got you."

"Daddy, mama's dead." Valeria cried into her father's shoulder. "She's gone!"

"I know, baby. I know." He soothed, rubbing her hair. He pulled away from his daughter, noticing the large burn on her leg. "Your leg, Valeria. Can you walk on it?"

"I don't think I can."

He looked behind him at the doorway, watching as small flames began to form at the bottom of it. Cradling Antonio in his left arm, he picked up the young girl with his right. "Hold your breath, Valeria, close your eyes for me." She did what she was told as the agent made his way through the fire, making sure his children were not harmed any further. He met the fire department halfway, sobbing in relief as they made it completely out of the house.

Valeria and Antonio were taken out of his arms as he collapsed to his knees on the front lawn. A paramedic ran to his side, grasping his shoulders. "Sir, you have to calm down. Let us check you out." He cried out, his head touching the cool, wet grass.

Rossi arrived at the scene, racing toward his best friend. "Timothy, it's okay. Everything's going to be okay."

"Meredith is dead." Timothy gasped out, looking up at the man. Rossi helped him up, leading him to the back of an ambulance to get checked out. "Valeria and Antonio-"

"They'll be okay," Rossi reassured, nodding to the paramedic as she finished checking on him. "They're together, on their way to the hospital. You're going too."

"I'm done with this, Rossi." Timothy looked back at his friend as he was put into an ambulance to join his children. "I can't do this anymore. This happened because of me. I quit."

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definitelynotbrucewayne · 1 year

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Encountering Ethan Winters (Lady Dimitrescu x FemReader) Angst

Warnings: Gun reference, major character death(s), big sad

Summary: The reader and Lady Dimitrescu are married and have been living a pleasantly domestic life for years. Takes place during the story, specifically, during the Castle Dimitrescu section. —

Alcina had been particularly frustrated lately. A strange man had been seen spotted in the village since Rose took residency here. He was a mere man, how could he cause Alcina such distress? You were sitting on the sofa in your and Alcina’s room when she entered. She looked burdened. “Is there something wrong?” You peered from your book to look at her. “Nothing, dragă.” She gave you a half-hearted smile and sat down beside you with poise. Her hand found its way to you as she ran it through your hair soothingly. “Do you remember that man sighted in the village?” You nodded in confirmation. “He’s found his way here. The girls have him chained to the ceiling in the guest room. I don’t know how to deal with him.” She exhaled in confliction. “He’s here? Isn’t that dangerous?” “We’ll be fine, my love.” She stood up and bent over to kiss your forehead before leaving the room. “I have to attend to our…. unwanted guest. I’ll return later, little one.” Hours later, she burst into the room. An infuriated aura encompassed her even more than before. “Alcina, what’s wrong?” You asked for the second time today. She was distraught and barely responding.

“Y/N,” she began, kneeling to your height. You can tell that it’s bad by her expression. “I’ve underestimated this threat… this man-thing. He’s…. defeated Bela.”

“Defeated? She’s dead?” You whispered as if it were a sin to be heard. You felt the tears welling up in your eyes. Bela was as much your daughter as a your wife’s.

“You can’t stay here; it’s not safe.” She spoke sharply. “I’ll call Donna and let her know that you’ll be staying there until I’m finished purging this scum from our sanctuary.”

“Just me? What are you going to do? You four—You three are just as unsafe as I am.”

“My love, my sweet, little dragă. Today, I’ve lost a daughter: I cannot lose you, too. Cassandra and Daniela have abilities to defend themselves with. You’re not weak, I’m well aware. But I need you to comply and stay safe.”

“You aren’t invincible, though. The dagger, I could take it with me and you’d have the upper hand.”

“Absolutely not. I’m not giving him a reason to go after you.” You nodded your head in understanding and began the walk to Donna and Angie’s house.

Satchel containing a small amount of personal items in hand, you traversed through the snow-covered courtyard. It was serene, but only temporarily. The engraved door leading to the opera hall caught your attention. You might as well head to the library and grab the novel you had planned to start today before your departure.

Entering the vast hall, you were greeted with the horrifying, exasperated wail of Daniela. A pang of fear and uncertainty spread from your heart, to your core, to your legs. He’s here.

You were frozen in your steps as the muted clink of his boots hit the carpeted stairs. Compared to the figures you’re used to seeing in your day-to-day life, he was minuscule. However, in comparison to your own stature, his height was dominating. He made silent eye-contact with you and all dignity eluded you as you cowered to the ground.

“Don’t hurt me, please!” You whimpered feebly. “What are you doing here? Who are you?” He asked, furrowing his brow. “You don’t look like one of them. Are you a captive?”

You remained silent. “My daughter was stolen by these monsters, too. I can help you escape if we work together.” He extended a hand to you, welcoming your cooperation. Still silent, you shook your head violently in rejection. “Fine, stay if you like. But you look like you need protection. I’ll take her down, trust me.”

“What? No, you can’t.” A jolt of courage sent you to grab his dominant arm. Before he could react, the pair of wooden doors opened abruptly behind you.

“You filthy rat!” Alcina exclaimed as she set eyes on the armed man. He quickly turned away from you and ran as she unsheathed her claws. When he had gained distance, he fired two shots from his handgun at her. It’s all for naught, but a firearm being shot at your wife still causes a feeling of perturbation in your stomach.

The man escaped her grasp and she redirected her attention to you. “Y/N,” She exhaled your name in relief, holding the skirt of her dress as she walks over to you. “Are you harmed? How dare that grotesque, filthy man-thing lay a finger on you! I’ll have his head if he even comes near you again.” She studied your features, kneeling to your height once again. Despite your apparent wellness, she was still searching for signs of injury on you.

“Alcina, I don’t want to look, but I think he got Daniela.”

“I know, dragă me, I know. Cassandra, as well.”

You couldn’t stand it. The despair was overwhelming. She held you in the center of the opera hall as you sobbed, your face buried against her neck. “I’ll take care of him, Y/N. I won’t let him get away with this. He can’t.” You had no response to her vow. “I love you.” She whispered.

“I love you too.”

She stood up and placed a warm kiss on your quivering lips before leaving. She left to finish him as he’d finished off your bloodline.

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rosestarlightkatarina · 2 months

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Okay okay okay I got a hard question for you-

Marry, kill, hug

Donna, Bela, or Cassandra

(All of them are RL version)

Good luck!

>:0

You

YOU

I WILL FIND YOU

Fine

Marry Donna ofc, my sweetheart, my wife, my love,

Hug Bela, this sunshine, she has been in pain for her entire life

Cassandra…I’m really sorry😔

I am

I do love her

Even if she killed me

I still love

BUT SOMEONE MAKES ME CHOOSE

She killed me, I killed her

The best drama scene, isn’t?

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Anonymous: Hello, I don't know if you have done this before but think about it, RE8 ladies with a s/o who is a ghost, they used to be human but they died and became one. Sorry for any mistakes, I'm still learning the language. Have a nice day ~

This is cool! (Your english is great by the way!) Let’s get into it!

Note: TW/CW Angst and slight gore (Nothing too graphic)

Alcina:

You lived a beautiful life with Alcina. You had been married to her for more than fifty years.

You always asked if she would help you get the cadou so you could be together forever, but she always said that the risk was too great.

In the end, you were at peace with this decision.

She held your hand as you took your last breaths and wept at you telling her how much you loved her one last time.

Alcina had grieved your loss for months, but one day when she was in her study looking at old photos of the two of you together, she thought she heard your laugh.

She turned around, only to find a ghostly apparition of a younger version of you grinning back at her. This was the Y/N that she originally fell in love with.

She screamed in surprise and put a hand to her mouth in shock. She could not believe what she was seeing.

You told her that you had been watching over her and always would. You held out your hand to her, but when she went to touch it, her hand went right through yours.

You couldn’t manifest for long periods of time, but you visited Alcina whenever you could.

Donna:

You had been living with Donna for a couple of months and you two were madly in love.

You couldn’t bear the thought of ever leaving her alone, so you ventured alone to visit Mother Miranda to see if she would implant you with the cadou.

Miranda was wary at first because you were doing this without Donna’s permission, but she also knew how important this was to you. Eventually she gave in.

The implantation was an absolute disaster. Your body did not bond with the cadou and it ended up killing you with extreme brutality.

Donna wept and fell to her knees when she heard what had happened. She couldn’t lose you.

Later on, Donna begins hearing whispers that sound like you. She walks into the living room one day to find a doll that looks exactly like you!

To her surprise, the little doll walks over to her and speaks with your voice as well!

It seems you were able to place your consciousness into the doll.

Donna is so overjoyed to see you she cries happy tears. You two would now be together forever, albeit in a much different way.

Miranda:

It’s no secret that Miranda has a lot of enemies. She is not scared of threats directed at herself, but when they involve you it chills her to the bone.

One night, a riot broke out in the village and you went out to try and quell the violence. People took notice of your presence and dragged you to the maiden of war statue while you kicked and thrashed.

One villager said: “This is the traitor! They side with Mother Miranda, let’s make them pay!”

The crowd roared as you were murdered in cold blood.

Miranda senses something is not right and flies into the village only to see your lifeless corpse.

She screams in agony and massacres anyone that was involved.

Miranda feels intense guilt that she is the reason you’re dead.

A few days later, you manifest in front of her and tell her that it’s not her fault.

She is speechless. You playfully joke that you’ll keep bugging her until she forgives herself.

Miranda is so grateful to still have you around in some way or another.

Bela:

Bela and you had fallen in love so fast. It’s like you were made for one another.

She couldn’t imagine not having you around and she always worried something might happen to take you away from her.

You had a previous relationship with a woman from the village. It was pretty serious, but not true love like you and Bela shared.

One night, you are asleep in bed while Bela is in the dungeon. Your previous lover sneaks in with a crazed look in her eyes. “Big mistake leaving me, Y/N. We could have been so happy together.”

You startle awake with only enough time to watch her stab you in the abdomen multiple times.

You cough up blood and scream for Bela who immediately swarms to you.

She easily un-arms the deranged woman before snapping her neck, killing her instantly.

Bela returns to your side, but it is too late. You lay motionless on the bed, no longer breathing.

Bela screams at the injustice of it all.

She spends the next few months isolating in her room when she hears your voice softly call her name. She looks up to see you smiling at her and waving.

She is stunned, she runs to hug you, but she passes right through your ethereal form.

You laugh and say you will always be there to talk.

Bela is comforted at having you with her still.

Cassandra:

Cass and you loved to be outdoors and do things together.

One day, she is busy and can’t come with you so you decide to go on a solo hike through the forest.

As you are coming back, you have the strangest feeling that you are being followed.

You turn around only to find a lycan charging towards you.

It starts slashing away at your body with its gnarled claws and you feel yourself losing strength.

You fall to the ground in a pool of your own blood and start to slip away.

By the time Cass finds you, you lay dead on the ground, mangled.

She can’t believe her eyes. She runs to you and frantically tries to get you to wake up, but it is far too late.

Cass then does something she hasn’t done in a long time. She cries. She cries over the fact that she could have effortlessly taken down the lycan herself if she was there. She feels sorrow and guilt for the terror you must have felt out there all alone.

As she cries, she hears your voice and looks down at your body, hopeful that you may have revived somehow.

As she sees no movement, she looks behind her to see your ghostly form.

“All these tears for me?” You smile sadly.

Cass is sure she is hallucinating.

You tell her how much you love her and that you will try to visit her as much as you can. This arrangement makes Cass feel a bit better.

Daniela:

You lived a long and healthy life with Dani. You two were so in love.

Sadly, you were getting older and had developed a few health conditions that would soon take you away from your beloved Dani.

She begged Mother Miranda to use the cadou on you, but you had refused, saying that you were at peace and that this was just the way things were.

Mother Miranda agreed with your decision, saying it probably would not work on your ailing body anyway.

Dani sat by your side and held your hand as she watched the life dull in your eyes.

She was all alone now. You were her constant company and now she didn’t know what she was going to do.

She knew this would happen one day, but it didn’t make it any easier.

As Dani is going through your possessions one day, she hears a chuckle that sounds like you.

“Stealing my stuff now, babe?” You grin at her.

Dani immediately runs to hug you, but you are merely an apparition.

Dani tears up when she sees the youthful version of yourself she hasn’t witnessed in over 50 years.

You tell Dani that if she ever needs to talk you will try and visit her.

Dani is somewhat okay with this arrangement, but you can never stay long enough on your visits to truly satisfy her need to be around you.

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