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silentcrowsilentravens · 2 years

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I love your blog 🥺🥺🥺 could you do the ladies of re8 reacting to their s/o stealing their clothes?

Thank you! <3 Absolutely.

Mia Winters, Elena Lupu, Mother Miranda, Bela Dimitrescu, Cassandra Dimitrescu, Daniela Dimitrescu, Alcina Dimitrescu, and Donna Beneviento reacting to their s/o stealing their clothes.

(Gender neutral).

Warnings: n/a

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Mia Winters

Since Mia herself has a frequent habit of stealing your clothes, she can't be too upset when she asks for help finding a cardigan and you show up in it.

Not that you wearing her things bothers her, anyway. Far from it! The sight makes her melt a bit. You’re so cute.

"I can take it off if you w—"

"It's fine," Mia insists, smiling and waving you off. She’ll just put something else on.

(Likely something of yours).

After that moment, the lines between both of your wardrobes begin to blur until they practically become one. Like, yes, you have your clothes and Mia has hers, but neither of you truly acknowledges the line separating her half of the closet from yours.

Elena Lupu

It began with you tearing your coat while working outside, and Elena lending you one of hers for your journey home.

When she next saw you, she had decided to drop by your house and found you sitting on your small porch, wearing it.

You were also wearing it when she ran into you at the market.

And during one of Miranda’s speeches.

Elena figures that if you like the coat so much, she’ll just let you keep it. She tells you such when you do finally try and return it. But you’re insistent that Elena takes it back because it doesn’t smell like her anymore.

Oh.

She gets it now. With a light blush dusting her cheeks, Elena takes the coat back for the time being.

Mother Miranda

Miranda’s robes are just so... nice-looking? Well-designed? Who can blame you for wanting to try them on? Some might consider it ballsy to yoink the Mother Miranda’s clothes and don them, but anybody willing to attempt to get as close to her as you has got to be. At least a little.

You’re enjoying how powerful the look makes you feel when Miranda comes in with a question for you, only to see you posed like... Well, the only apt comparison she can think of is a crab. Point is, you look utterly ridiculous.

“Enjoying yourself?” she asks, making you jump nearly a foot in the air.

"...Maybe."

Okay. If Miranda can trust you enough to sleep beside you in the same bed, to let you see moments of emotional vulnerability that others scarcely get to, then she's going to trust you to wear her things and not ruin them.

Just don't take her robes outside.

And if you ever put on her lab coat, be willing to give it back when she needs it.

Bela Dimitrescu

Bela simply admires you in silence for a minute.

You feel the need to ask whether or not she wants you to return what you're wearing. Her expression isn't easy to read and you can't tell whether or not she's upset.

Bela shakes her head and pays you a compliment before returning to her book.

You look great. Please feel free to wear her stuff more often.

Cassandra Dimitrescu

Cassandra is likely to act as if she doesn’t even notice that what you’re wearing is hers. Even if it’s painfully clear.

Internally, though? Cass’ brain is just going: holy shit. holy fucking shit. holy fucking shit fuck oh my fuck shit holy god.

The sight is so... satisfying? Pleasing? Hot?

Who gave you the right to go around looking that good? It’s borderline distracting.

Daniela Dimitrescu

The first time Daniela saw you in something of hers, she legitimately squealed.

She loves seeing you in her clothes.

(Of course, the fact that this is the sort of thing she's read in many a romance novels is part of the reason why).

But also, you look so good in everything!

Daniela will purposefully leave out things in the hope that you'll wear them. She often chooses items that are obviously hers, too. Just so that everyone else knows.

She's going to start snagging your clothes as well.

Alcina Dimitrescu

It amuses Alcina that you’re so determined to wear her things when they’re so far from fitting you. You have to pull some YouTube life hack-esque bullshit to make most of her things wearable.

Where did you get your dress? Actually, it’s not a dress, it’s a skirt you found in Alcina’s wardrobe.

One time, she caught you all cozied up in one of her fur coats. But it wasn’t until Alcina went to move the coat that she noticed you. You were practically buried within it. After briefly checking to make sure you could properly breathe down there, she just found herself... endeared.

Donna Beneviento

Donna is a tad bit confused when she catches you dressed in something she's fairly certain came from her wardrobe. She has to do a double-take.

Do you need more clothes? She could make you some! You don’t have to wear hers.

Unless you try to explain, Donna is probably not gonna understand.

One day, she decides to try it herself and it completely clicks.

Donna starts stealing your clothes more than you steal hers.

When you're gone and she's feeling lonely or particularly anxious? Putting on one of your shirts, sweaters, or pretty much anything that has your scent? It's nice.

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mikasa-imadebiscults · 3 months

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The Show’s Over..

(A/N- IT’S MY ULTIMATE REVEAL @oneginn and @isas-bathbombs, I AM THE ⚔️ ANON. For real though, I had fun sending those asks to y’all)

RL! Cassandra Dimitrescu x FEM! Reader

(Warning: Angst, swearing, implied NSFW but no details, betrayal, fighting, blood, and death)

Now playing: “Love is Gone” by SLANDER

Cassandra Dimitrescu, the middle sibling of the three sisters, the famous resident playgirl of Miranda’s All Girls University. Never thought she would find true love, let alone someone actually loving her for who she is. She accepted the fact that no one could love her for her, but that all changed when you came along.

You were special, you never went after her fame or wealth. You loved her, or at least that’s what Cassandra always thought. The thing is..before you started dating her she slept with your best friend and played her. Leaving your dear best friend heartbroken.

You still remember that night. The night where your best friend called you frantically over the phone sobbing, explaining everything. The sound of the sorrowful voice on the other line infuriated you. You couldn’t even fathom how anyone could hurt someone like that, and just for the hell of it?

That same exact night, you silently decided that you will get vengeance for your best friend’s shattered heart. As many different ideas of sweet revenge went through your mind, you came up with your plan. You were going to get close to Cassandra and get into a relationship with her, then when she’s in her most vulnerable moment rip the “sweet” relationship away from her.

....

Today marks the five month anniversary of you and Cassandra’s relationship and y’all spent the day together, of course the day ended with you two having sex and afterwards sleeping in each other’s arms. Though usually Cassandra doesn’t sleep because of her reoccurring nightmares, so she just watches you sleep while smiling to herself thinking of how lucky she is.

She was so comfortable though, even more comfortable than usual. So consequently sleep consumed her, it only took a couple minutes until the dreadful nightmares appeared again.

Ever since she started dating you the nightmares have been about the same topics; you using her for money and fame or you suddenly abandoning her. Cassandra never told you what those reoccurring nightmares were about, her pride is too strong. So usually she just suffered in silence, dealing with the sadness and insecurities alone.

But things were different this time. The current nightmare that consumed her was by far the worst she’s ever experienced. Her eyes shot open, she wanted to scream but couldn’t; the anxiety gripping at her throat and tensing up her muscles. Cassandra closed her eyes and tried to do some breathing techniques to relax herself, being mindful to not wake you up.

She opened her eyes slowly and saw a figure sitting on the edge of the bed. It was you. Cassandra’s heart races a tad bit more due to the startled feeling, which didn’t last for more than a few seconds. She sits up and goes next to you, grabbing your hand tightly.

“Nightmare?” You guessed, fighting a smile from forming and messing up your concerned facade.

“Yeah.” Cassandra responded, putting her head on your shoulder.

“I would ask if you’d like to talk about it but-”

“I do. I wanna talk about it, I can’t hold this in anymore.” She suddenly confessed, a few small tears forming in her eyes as she felt the weight of her held in emotions weighing down on her.

“Oh- that’s surprising, well, go ahead I’m all ears.” You said, wrapping your arm around her.

Cassandra breathes in for a moment, she hesitates to tell you but after feeling your hand squeeze her arm reassuringly that was enough for her to talk. “Y’know before I met you, everyone that I slept with wanted me for only my looks, fame, money, you name it. Like being rich and famous is cool and all but it’s so damn exhausting sometimes.” Cassandra voice wavered and cracked, a few tears falling from her eyes.

“Oh..” is all you can manage to say. Damn you didn’t expect to feel sorry for her. Did your best friend really use her? No it can’t be- was your caring best friend really like that? Suddenly the original intention of vengeance disappeared and conflicting feelings overwhelmed your brain.

A part of you felt bad for your best friend getting their heart broke..but did you really know them? The sudden disappearance of vengeance felt weird and confusing since you were so accustomed to the feeling by now.

Your complex thoughts were interrupted by a hand on your chest. “Let’s go on a date, it’s our five month anniversary after all.” Cassandra said as if nothing ever happened.

You blink twice as you looked at her in shocked, “Uhh- it’s technically the next day..it’s midnight.”

“And? I can still take you on dates whenever I want.” Cassandra declared, sitting up straight before getting up from the soft sheets of the bed. “So what do you say my dear?”

You chuckle lightly at Cassandra’s dramatic mannerisms, watching as she already started getting ready, “Sure since you already decided for me.”

“Oh you know you can’t say no to me.”

....

You arrived at the same coffee shop that you two usually go to. Not that you minded, you really don’t need anymore chaos to flood your thoughts. When you walked in Elena was there at the counter, looking at the both of you with her usual blank expression.

Cassandra waves at her before turning to you, “Go find us a seat pretty girl, I’ll order for us. You want your usual right?”

“Yeah the usual, I’ll be over there.” You pointed to the corner of the shop before walking there to have a seat. Looking around you noticed that there was no customers besides y’all, understandable considering how late it was. It was peaceful.

You see Cassandra from afar, talking and paying for the order before walking off to the restroom. You played with the sleeve of your (Cassandra’s) sweater while you waited. Just then you hear the sound of the door bell jingle, quietly signifying that someone has entered the shop. Looking up in curiosity you saw the one person that you didn’t want to see, at least not until you got your emotions all sorted out.

Unfortunately they saw you and walked over smiling, looking to start an unwanted conversation “Hey I didn’t expect you to be here at this hour, what’s up?”

“Uhh I wasn’t able to sleep so-” you lied, they nodded their head in acknowledgment before examining you for a second and their expression changed.

“Wh- why do you have Cassandra’s sweater on?”

There was an uncomfortable silence for a moment. A ironically loud silence. Clearing your throat, trying to think of some excuse. Two hands suddenly grabbed your shirt and yanked you outta your seat, now standing toe to toe against your best friend. They look at you with eyes filled with betrayal and rage.

“I see now, so this is the real you? A two-bit slut that would fuck anyone if given the opportunity.” They said with hostility in their voice.

At this point you had no choice but to tell the truth about the whole vengeance plan. As you open your mouth to speak you gasp at the sudden pain right on your lower stomach. The blood splattered on the floor, luckily the wound wasn’t deep enough to hit your organs but it sure as hell did some damage to your stomach fat protecting that vital organ.

Adrenaline course through your veins causing the pain to become no more, but you just stood in place due to the amount of shock you’re enduring. You step back just to fall and land on your back to the advantage of your now ex best friend.

Is this your demise? Is this really how you go out?

They get on top of you, holding the small metal knife to your throat so closely that you can feel the edge of the blade and the warmth of your blood on it.

“Wait..let me explain” You breathed out before continuing, “I originally dated Cass to break her heart and get vengeance for you but..she got me actually falling in love. I’m sorry my friend that I was selfish. I guess Karma’s a bitch huh.”

“Yeah..she’s a bitch.” They said before fatally stabbing you in the throat, the blade all the way inside.

Bittersweet memories of your relationship with Cassandra flooded your mind, you were suddenly so aware of your heart racing a tiny bit whenever you were around her, the subtle actions you did without even noticing. Cassandra really had you wrapped around her finger without you even realizing it. Wow, after everything how could you betray your own best friend like this? Maybe you were the bad guy after all.

With ears ringing and your vision slowly beginning to fade into darkness, you see Cassandra standing over near the bloody scene with a sinister smile on her face, “The shows over, my love~”

Masterlist

#originally Cassandra’s heart was supposed to get broken and reader gets the vengeance for bestie #butttttttttttt #my brain said TRIPLE BETRAYAL #how’d y’all like the ending??#what do you think REALLY happened??#oh well who knows #Elena is like ‘‘I don’t get paid enough for this-’’#resident lover #resident lover fanfiction #resident evil fanfiction #resident evil angst #resident lover cassandra #cassandra dimitrescu #cassandra x reader #cassandra x mc

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