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appleblueberry-pie · 1 month

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I saw your post asking for yan Miguel asks:

I’ve been praying for someone to write about Miguel with a giant reader.

I dont even know if I want us to be a whole drider or just a Giant Woman™️ (lady Dimistrescu, my beloved). Or maybe both and we can final form an even bigger spider!

Sorry, I’m just excited to have a place to ask and I’ve had this in my head for so long 😅

It’s just been clinking around that in some spiders the females are much bigger and the males would have to like feed and appease her to try and mate without getting eaten.

And I am an absolute SUCKER for mating rituals!

I hope this catches your interest, thank you for reading 😊

Ooooooooooooooh my god? Yes? Why haven't I thought of this before??

DINNER IS THE DESSERT.

cw: mentions and threats of committing cannibalism. predatory tendencies. animalistic tendencies. sadistic and masochistic tendencies. public humiliation? scent kink. male sub + dom female.

Miguel is scared of you.

You....you aren't giving clear signals. He doesn't know what you want from him. All he wants is to please you, make you happy. He wants you to notice him and fucking love him. He wants to be yours. Not your dinner.

He used to be the tallest in the company. 6'10, 300 lbs. Ever since Jess softly introduced you and scattered off like a mouse, you have been the biggest. 7 feet fucking tall and one extra inch for decoration. 270 lbs and hungry for a mate. He can tell. Your scent wafts up his nose when he's in a 20 foot radius. And when he brings you a gift he think you'll love, he knows you don't like it when you stare down at him, almost disappointed in him, and lets the silence grow as everyone stares at the two of you. He awkwardly leaves when you don't say anything.

No one else will dare talk to you if they're interested because they know that they don't fit your standards. You're too fucking scary. No one. NO one can match your strength or even catch your interest besides him. And it's beautiful, because he's been obsessed with you and everything about you since he first met you. To be your bitch for the rest of his life is a dream come true. And to do that, he has to up his game. Attempting to intimidate you will get him killed. Simply offering himself to you will also get him killed. Actually, used, shown to everyone, and then killed.

And the only thing that has been working so far, has been giving you gifts. That's the only time he has a chance when it comes to communication and even winning a simple glance for your attention.

When you first introduced yourself to him, the both of you were alone. Peter and Jessica hated your energy, and Miguel was the only one that could possibly fight you off if you attacked them.

"Everyone thinks I might kill them if I get too close."

You were too close. He couldn't turn around. You were directly behind him, staring over his shoulder at his work. Not a single muscle in his body moved, his fingers stilled, his breath paused. Your body heat radiated off of your suit, doing nothing to filter the strong scent of your lust and hunger. Miguel felt your breath hit his neck and felt an urge to cry. He felt pathetic. His ears felt clogged as they began ringing, his heart beating out of his chest.

He heard you laugh silently. "You're scared." You took a single step forward, and your front connected with his back. Miguel was becoming overwhelmed with his emotions. Within the five minutes he had known you, he found out he was so utterly attracted to you, wanted to be your mate, and was so fucking terrified of you all at once. Your scent punched its way up to his brain and made him close his eyes with how pungent it was.

"Don't be scared." His heart dropped as he heard himself breathing again, at quite a rapid pace. "Let it happen." He flinched when your cold fingers, and then your hands, touched around his small waist. You exhaled and stared holes into the side of his face. He still couldn't move.

"You smell so good." His heart leaped at the praise and he found the courage to blink again. But then your lips brushed against his neck and he violently flinched, yelping in fear. You were going to eat him. Your hands tightened painfully around his body when he was about to thrash and he began hyperventilating in fear.

"What did I just say??" Your hot breath hit his ears and your words shattered his mind. Without thinking, he responded. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry." You roll your eyes and step away from him, giving him the space he needed. Immediately, he gulped in as much air as he could. His shoulders relaxed slightly and he finally turned around to face you.

You looked as beautiful as he thought. If not, more. Your broad shoulders, muscular legs, sharp eyes and face. You looked down at his raging hard cock and frowned. "So fucking pathetic." You step closer and firmly grab his chin, his eyes turning the other way to not make eye contact out of fear. "It makes me want to taste you." Your words cause an accidental whimper to slip from his lips.

If Miguel knew that taking that serum was going to do this to him, he would've never became spiderman. He felt like he was going to urinate everywhere, climax in front of you, sweat up a storm, and scream for help all at once. He wanted to crawl underneath your skin and be one with you, but wanted to be far away from you at the same time. He felt a violent pull and push when around you and he felt it deep inside of him. Something inside of him screamed that this was his mate, and he was yours to please, and to do anything for your approval. You bring him light. He never was so conscious about his precious body until you came and threatened to kill him in his work space like you owned him. And maybe you already did. Because he's never felt his heart beat like this, he's never felt so alive. He wants you. He wants you.

You bring your eyes down to those lips. His fangs began to protrude and poke at his bottom lip as a natural reaction to a predator. Anything to stay safe and close to away from you. "I wanna have my fun with you, first." Miguel physically can't respond. He lets the silence build, his tongue heavy and numb. But then you let go and walk off like nothing happened. You haven't spoken ever since. And he's been trying to win your love ever since.

Miguel doesn't remember the last time he's had a real conversation with the rest of the spider community. Because all he's been doing is growling at people like a dog when it's not you. Lyla had to set up an entire other email account for people that want to reach out to Miguel and had Jess answer under the account name whenever she could. If you're not out scaring the spiders just from being there, Miguel is out there purposefully scaring people out of their socks. He wants NO attention on you besides his own, and he makes sure of it. Fuck monitoring the missions, fuck eating, fuck sleeping, and fuck the multiverse(for now), you need tending to.

All of his technology as of right now goes into finding out what you love most and what not to give you. He knows you like homecooked meals, he knows what types of clothes you enjoy wearing besides the typical spider suit, and he knows you love baked goods. He watches your everyday life in your universe and has a visceral reaction when he sees you entertaining men and women that come flocking towards you. You know that he wants you. You know that he loves you and would do anything to win you over. So then why on Earth are you talking to them??

As an attempt to forget about your "playful" disloyalty, Miguel has been making you home-cooked meals every day for your breakfast, lunch, and dinner. If you wanted food anywhere else besides his universe, he'll let you choose the location. If you didn't want food, he'd ask if you wanted anything else. Massage? A hot or cold drink? Tired? Take a break, please. He can bring you to one of the resting rooms meant for healing Spider people who are injured, you get a pass. Don't like how long your mission is taking? He'll do the rest for you. All of his attention is yours. But recently, you haven't been reciprocating his advancements.

"Y/n...?" His heart skips a beat when he realizes you're staring at him like that again. You two were once again all alone in his office and you had him cornered. He looks off to the side to the multiple bags of things he was choosing to give to you that you'd enjoy. You had kicked them off of the platform. Clearly you wanted something else, he just couldn't figure out what. He didn't want to die.

"I'm getting bored."

You advance towards him and he stutters out, "What...? Dios mío, por favor, no me hagas daño. You know I-" "Shut up. Just...shut the fuck up." You sigh and rub your face. He stays still and lets you collect yourself. You wished that the smell of fear coming off of him didn't excite you as much as it did. "Why are you so stupid?"(My god, please don't hurt me.)

Miguel purses his lips. That's usually his line. But it's not like he isn't being stupid. He's like a child, blindly bringing their parent random things in hopes of gaining their approval. "Show me." Miguel blinks and looks up at you, confused. He opens his mouth to speak, but immediately shuts it to consider the possibilities. Do you mean himself? Show himself to you? He closes his eyes and inhales.....your scent. It smells so sweet now. You're trying to calm him. The corners of your lips slowly twist up and he understands.

You make him stand where you were, and you lean back on his work desk where he stood, crossing your arms. "Well?" He doesn't let another word slip out of your mouth and disengages his suit. He watches your eyes glint red and pulls down his (now) tight boxers that covered what you're probably wanting to see most. "No." His hands shoot to his sides and you stand to walk over to him. You stare him up and down, slowly circling him to get a full view.

"Think you can take me?" He nods at your question. "Speak." "Yes, I can take you." You place one hand on his lower back and press the softest kiss onto the crevice of his neck. It tingles with the feeling of your plush lips finally hitting his skin. "I don't know......I've heard about the small human women you've given yourself away to." No one compares to how you make him felt. He was offended that you thought his infatuation with you equated to random women he had with flings with to satiate his desire. He wanted to prove himself. Your nails suddenly feel so close to penetrating his skin, the more you touch him. He hears a churring noise come from your throat. And he tries to stop it in time, but he couldn't help reciprocating the same sound, now erupting out of his throat as well. You smile and bring yourself to stand in front of him again. "Is that what I am to you? A little human girl for you to share your seed with?"

Miguel shakes his head and opens his mouth, yet you interrupt him once more. "Then show me." Miguel's brain goes blank and his body feels light as he allows you to keep him safe to show you what his devotion means. He doesn't know if he'll live to see tomorrow or die blissfully to be your meal for the next few days. All he knows and wants and shall have are the next few hours to be yours completely. Body, mind, and soul in the ways he truly desired.

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finn-writes-stuff · 1 year

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Headcanons for Lady Dimistrescu with an s/o who can't keep their hands to themselves? When i found your masterlist for her, i misread "handy person S/O" as "handsy S/O." I mean, i can assume the end result is death. But like. It can be death in a sexy way

Just Can't Resist

Everything is death in a sexy way with her.

Lady Dimitrescu x Reader

Fandom: Resident Evil 8

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: Mildly raunchy

Gender-neutral Reader

Fandom Masterlist Kofi Link

Alcina is very picky about any sort of PDA. Keeping up a respectable image is important to her, and there's nothing that can shatter the mood more than the idea of your daughters coming in.

She enjoys having your hands on her, but only in specific situations.

When you're alone, she's just as likely to lean into your touch as she is to shoo it away.

Trying something like grabbing her ass while other people are around will not work out for you. Your wrist will ache when she lets go of it.

She does not have the same reservation about touching you though. If you let her, she finds amusement in subtly teasing you in public. So long as she's the one with control.

Behind closed doors is where your touch is fully welcomed. Massages do wonders for her if you offer.

She will retaliate. Anything you do will likely happen right back to you.

Respect her rules about when you can and cannot touch her. They are non-negotiable.

She likes how big her hands are on you, it means she can grab as much as she'd like.

#finnwrites #resident evil 8 x reader #resident evil 8 #resident evil x reader #lady dimitrescu x reader #lady dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu x reader #headcanons #x reader

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celestial-vapidity · 4 months

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A series of stories set in a universe in which the plot of RE8 never happens, Miranda and the Lords are slightly less evil, Alcina is trans femme, and you (the gender-neutral reader) are her lover. Prepare for wish fulfillment and enjoy!

(Reader is basically my self-insert (AFAB, autistic, disabled, etc). Also, there will probably be smut eventually bc I am weak for the vampire milf. Warnings for each story will be in the author's notes! Title of the series is from Mary on a Cross by Ghost)

I finally caved and wrote self-insert Lady Dimistrescu/Reader fic. Warnings are in the author's note. Enjoy!

#resident evil #re8 #resident evil village #resident evil 8 #lady dimitrescu #re8 village #alcina dimitrescu #alcina x reader #lady dimitrescu x reader #my post #your beauty never ever scared me #ybnesm

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clarkiewrites · 7 months

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Hello all,

So I hope this works but I am opening my requests up for oneshots that you want to see. Send me your requests and I'll do my best to write them quickly

I can do Larissa weems, lady lesso, dovesso, lady dimistrescu

#dovesso #lady lesso #larissa weems #lady dimitrescu #wip #fanfic

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everlastlady · 5 months

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So.... Since you wrote about the genderbender version of Lady Dimistrescu, I could do the same with Mother Miranda(indeed, Father Mirand,i Guess)?

Wait you want to write hcs for gender bender Mother Miranda or you want me to write some hcs for him? Because you want all power to ya, I'm just confused 😭

#everlast answers☕#everlast asks 🍵

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ladydimitrescusdarling · 1 year

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#lady dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #lady alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu fanart #alcina dimitrescu fanart #resident evil village #resident evil 8

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petitelepus · 2 years

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Honestly, just take RE village Lady Dimitrescu, and go nuts. Whatever you want! It can be fluff, smut, angst, yandere, a mix if you want! Just take this character and do whatever you want bc I know for a fact that the more you write the more I am convinced that you were a legendary writer in your past life fam!

"How are you feeling, milady?" You asked from your spot on the ground before your mistress' feet. You had one of her feet in your hands as you pressed and rubbed the sole of her foot with your fingers.

Basically, you were giving her a foot massage. Standing in those high heels for hours per day must have been tough on her legs so you had offered to massage them for her. An act that got you some praising.

"Wonderful now that I have you assisting me." She said calmly but you could hear this hint of pleasure in her voice when you hit the right spot on her sole.

Not many could get this honor of touching your lady like this, but many other maids who came here before you and those who will come after you usually had a dark fate waiting for them.

Still, to this day you aren't sure why your lady decided to keep you around, despite your faults and mistakes you made at first, but you knew the old saying, "Don't look a gift horse in the mouth". You were just thankful that you hadn't been made into wine or gotten eaten alive like many others…

Well, that was a lie. You had a hunch why you were kept alive and around. It all started when you started working as a maid in the great castle of Dimitrescu, as lady Miranda had placed you to serve her tallest daughter.

Back then you didn't know much about stuff that went on in the castle, since you were still new to the village. Your car had broken down, and you had wandered around until you were found by the ruler of the said village, Mother Miranda, who guided you to your lady's care.

You were doing fine until you weren't…

"I- I'm so sorry, milady!" You stuttered in horror as you dropped onto your knees and started to pick the sharp glass shards with your bare hands, but the damage was done.

You had accidentally dropped the glass filled with sterling red wine, straight from Lady Dimistrescu's chambers, and the wine had stained her beautiful white dress while glass had broken at her feet.

"You gauche little hussy!" Lady Dimitrescu had screamed in fury and before you knew what happened, she had pulled her hand back and slapped you on your cheek. She couldn't control her strength while mad and you hit the ground hard.

Your ears were ringing, half of your face burned in pain and you felt dizzy as you tried to wobbly stood up, but you were seeing stars. The three daughters of your Lady who happened to be there, laughed at you in mirth and surrounded you, ready to tear you apart when given the order by their mother, but-!

"Stop! Bring her here!"

Bela, Daniela, and Cassandra did as their mother told them to, and picked you up like you weighted nothing, before raising you to eye level with your Mistress. The pale woman stared at your face and you could feel something dripping down your chin.

Ah, you must have gotten a split lip when she slapped you. You were about to lick your wounded lip, purely out of instinct but then the unspeakable happened and the Lady of the Castle licked the small trail of blood up your chin to your lips!

You hissed softly, her action stinging your cut, but while you hissed she moaned softly before. "What an outstanding sample…! I want more," She practically purred and before you could fully register her words, she bit your already hurt lip and pressed her lips against yours in a bloody kiss.

Your mind was in shambles as you tried to understand that what was now happening was really happening and you weren't just lying on the floor imagining things. Lady Dimitrescu was really kissing you, but it felt more like being eaten than being kissed. Also, her lips were so cold…!

Finally, she pulled back and you stared at her with your eyes wide in shock like a baby deer on the highway. The tall woman licked his red lips and looked at you up and down and you felt goosebumps rise to your skin. She looked at her daughters and nodded, "Set her down."

The three young women did as they were told and you wobbled briefly when your legs touched the wine-soaked floor again, glass shards cracking under your shoes. You almost lost your balance, but to your surprise, Lady Dimitrescu grabbed you and pulled you against her hip.

"Bela, be a dear and prepare a room for our new… Friend…"

And that was how you ended to your current place in the castle and your Lady's life.

At first, given at the time, you were sure that after tasting your blood Lady Dimitrescu would have had your blood made into wine and have your body eaten, but nothing like that ever happened. No, you were given your own glorious room upstairs, beautiful clothes, and jewelry to set you apart from the rest of the castle's servants.

The same servants that you almost considered friends now detested and feared you because of your new position in the castle's hierarchy. It was obvious that you were now above them, and Cassandra loved rubbing it in other servants' faces before taking them with her to God knows where.

Lady Dimitrescu also treated you differently.

She never hit you or hurt you again after that slap in her study. While you were a servant back then and easily replaceable, now you were just as precious to her as were her daughters.

Still, despite your higher status now, you still served the Lady to the best of your abilities. Hence, you noticed how she put her weight from one leg to another you suggested that you could give her a foot massage. So far so good, she was enjoying it until the great clock against the wall hollered seven times, signaling that it was seven o'clock. You know what that meant and so did your Mistress.

"I think it's time for my afternoon drink?" She wondered out loud and you recognized your signal to act as you were taught to. You gently slipped your Lady's shoes back to her feet and stood up. Lady Drimitrescu smiled as she tapped her thigh and you climbed onto her lap, minding her and your dresses. That way your drastic size difference wouldn't be a trouble.

"Good, good." She nodded as she traced her finger against your neck. An act that made you shiver and show her your neck that you usually hid from others. The skin was marked with dark bruises from the day before this and day before that and so on.

Gently, your Mistress buried her face against your neck and you shuddered as you felt her inhale your scent… Or rather the blood that flowed in your veins just underneath the skin she was now snuggling against.

"Your blood is refreshing yet thick…" She sighed happily as she licked a long stripe against your neck, tasting your skin. "…and so sweet but it also has this strong aftertaste."

You shivered, your hands shooting up and grabbing her shoulders for support and she allowed this, knowing it helped you to get ready for what was coming next.

"My tasty little morsel…!" That was the warning you got before she bared her teeth and bit down, breaking the delicate skin with a swift bite. You winched and cried out in pain, your fingers gripping Lady Dimitrescu's shoulders as she held you in place and drank your blood.

You could feel her lips and tongue as she urged the blood to go down her throat with each lick and suck. Soon, the pain ebbed away and you started to feel lightheaded. Your Mistress noticed this and pulled apart, gently licking the blood trickled down from her bite until there was no more blood.

You swallowed, your mouth feeling dry, oh the irony, and Lady Dimitrescu hummed beautifully as she easily picked you up and set you on the bed opposite from her seat. She made sure you were warm and your head was resting on the soft pillow.

"You're so good to me, my little forbidden fruit." She hummed and gently started to pet your head and you hated to admit it, but it felt good.

"I'll make sure to find a cure for your short mortality so don't worry. Mother Miranda will aid us, no doubt."

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 10 months

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Hello , I was wondering if you will be interested in writing for Lady Dimistrescu? I really love that gorgeous tall woman and i also love your writing so why not have both right? yeah im just curious tho

That's all , have a great day or evening ? you know what , just have a great time

- Ō-Ō'

Hi hi hi anon!

Thank you for your sweet words 💞 I’m planning on writing for her, so yes! I’m currently in the research phase where I’m learning about her as a character so that I feel confident enough to portray her in my fics 😊 You may not see too much of her in the near near future, however I am planning some WIPs and my future writing will entail Lady Dimistrescu!

Thanks for the question! Have a lovely day, Darling 💋

Talk with Me 🔥

#talk with me #thanks for the question!#lady dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #writing questions #cissyenthusiast010155 answers

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narinni · 3 months

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🎀𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒫𝒶𝑔𝑒🎀

Hello Dear! For my very first post i would like to define exactly what I will be posting and my rules.

🎀𝒩𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝒪𝓃𝑒🎀

I will be posting drabbles, scenarios, and reactions. Writing is mainly the point of this blog, but I’m definitely open to discussing topics like culture, politics, fashion, but not that often. I also will only post in English. It seems simpler to just post in one language, but you can request things and talk to me in another language, as long as it’s one I understand(see my bio). Also, because there is a pretty big chance of me posting nsfw content, I want NO MINORS to be interacting with NSFW content.

🎀𝒩𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝒯𝓌𝑜🎀

I will write about most genres and scenarios, but here are some I can definitely do:

Genres( like blank!character x reader, or character x reader{fluff}, or character reaction to blank)

~NSFW

~Smut(limited will be explained)

~Fluff

~Angst

~Crack(maybe)

~Yandere(limits will be explained)

~Tsundere

~Basically all the deres, lol

~ooh almost forgot, I will write for any gender and specified pronouns! If you have a specific way you want yourself to be referred to(like size, features, race, ethnicity, personality), make sure to include that!

Characters/People:

~SEVENTEEN(ot13)

~Twice

~Viviz

~Monsta x(ot 7, Wonho will always be apart of monsta x to me😭)

~IVE(no smut for minor members)

~NCT

~AOT(all characters)

~Kakegurui(no smut for minor characters)

~Haikyuu(no smut for minor characters)

~Madoka Magica(no smut for minor characters)

~Howl Pendragon

~No Face

~Barbie

~Ken

~Alan

~Literally any Ryan Gosling character

~Patrick Bateman

~Leon Kennedy

~Ada Wong

~Claire Redfield

~Chris Redfield

~Jill Valentine

~Ethan Winters

~Mia Winters

~The Baker family(minus evelyn)

~Lady Dimistrescu

~Bella, Cassandra, and Daniella

~Mother(mommy) Miranda

~Carl Heisenberg

~Ryu(street fighter)

~Ken(street fighter)

~Cammy

~Chun-li

~Vega

~Luke Sullivan

~Cody Travers

~Basically any SF character that isn’t a minor(it’s way to many to list💀)

~TF2

~Red Dead Redemption

~Horror Movie characters(I’ll look them up if idk, and see)

~XQC(he’s annoying as shit but he’s a cutie)

~Hasanabi

~Jerma985

~Ludwig Ahgren

~QTCinderella

~Joel

~Vinny

~Ster

🎀𝒩𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝒯𝒽𝓇𝑒𝑒🎀

Here’s some things I will NOT do:

~Rape(self explanatory)

~Nothing too freaky(peepee poopoo stuff💀, feet)

~Smutt or anything remotely sexual for a minor(character or real person)

~Su*cide(self explanatory)

~Overly descriptive gore(yes I will write about death, murder, and injury, but nothing over the top and super descriptive)

Hooray You made it to the end! I will be posting on my own accord, but feel free to request anything that’s on the list. I will try my best to get to any request, but I am a busy college student(yay psychology😒). I do apologize in advance for any bad grammar, English isn’t my first language but I think I do pretty well.

🎀𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓀𝓈 𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓇🎀

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