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clarabellumsart · 8 months
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so excited to finally share my piece for @hmosexymanzine !!! I had so much fun fitting in as many sexymen as I could...The zine is completely free, go check out their page to view yours! There's so many interactions in this piece that I just love... This zine really made me fall in love with these huge character compilations, so look forward to more prints in this style! Check out the detail shots below:
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therendergoddess · 2 years
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Lady Dimitrescu.
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alxndryngs · 6 months
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A Day Off
A/N: Since I am in desperate need of comfort/fluff, I came up with this. Enjoy!
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Alcina’s favourite maid has a bad day.
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Alcina, sitting in her atelier, was focused on her newest art piece. She only recently had gotten back into painting, and upon her new oil paints arriving, she had pushed work aside for once and hid away in her art room.
She even asked for her daughters to stay by themselves for the day, and put Bela in charge. Alcina wanted to dedicate herself to the work in process fully, without distractions.
The smell of fresh paint and sounds of birds chirping outside had fully consumed her, and hours passed without her noticing.
It was only when the feeling of hunger clawed at her throat that she noticed how much time had passed. Alcina called out, loud enough for the maids to hear.
“Yes, my lady.” Ingrid asked upon entering, her hands folded behind her back.
“Let y/n know I’m in desperate need of a glass of wine, and perhaps a small snack. She’ll know what to make me.”
Y/n had been her personal maid for almost three years at this point, having proven herself more than capable and worthy. Alcina took a liking to the girl, despite her wanting to admit it. She acted with grace, was humble and kind. Everything Alcina thought she herself was not, despite acting with grace.
The maid had left soon after, nodding before dismissal.
“Thank you, my-“ Alcina’s words ceased once her head turned and she was met by the image of Helena, and not y/n. “I asked for y/n, if I’m not mistaken.” Her tone now had a sharp edge to it, already feeling the annoyance bubbling up inside of her.
“Yes, my lady, I’m aware. But I was available, y/n isn’t feeling well today.”
Alcina paused, the paint covered brush slowly being lowered before placed down. It had surprised her that her little maid was feeling ill. In the years y/n had worked at the castle she might have fallen ill three times in total. Nothing could shake her, not even the freezing temperatures of the winter. Instead of freezing and sitting in front of her fireplace, she insisted on Alcina’s daughters receiving her firewood. ‘She didn’t need it’ she said.
“Well, send her the castle nurse. She will fix a remedy for whatever it is that is causing her to feel ill.” Alcina nodded, convinced this idea would be the solution. As the maid stood still, her mouth opening and closing to fish for an answer, Alcina snapped.
“Stop gawking at me like a dying bubble eye fish and do as I said! What am I paying you for?”
The maids mouth now stood agape in fear, and she stuttered for an answer. “I’m- my lady. I’m ever so sorry. A remedy from the nurse won’t help her. She’s just.. not feeling well mentally today.”
The maid paused, then adding in a panicked tone. “I apologise. I’m not sure if I was allowed to share that with you, Lady Dimitre-“
“I’m your employer, you’ll share with me when you last bled if I wish for you to.” Alcina growled, now standing and pushing the maid aside as she left her atelier.
As she strut through the castle, an anxious feeling overcame her. Y/n had always been collected and happy, and it seemed out of order for her to put work on hold. She had seen people die and burn because of Alcina’s wrath. People burning and screaming, being gutted, and managed to sleep like a baby. It confused Alcina.
She had slowed once entering the hallway leading towards the maidens rooms. Her heels thudded against the carpet, ceasing once having approached y/n’s room.
“Y/n?” Alcina called out, waiting for a response before gently knocking on the door with her knuckle. “Y/n, darling. I’ve heard that-“
Alcina stopped herself as the door opened. She fought the smile threatening to spread across her lips when y/n looked back at her.
“My lady.” She greeted, the same smile as always on the girls lips.
Alcina stood confused, licking her lips to moist them before pushing a smile back.
“Do you need me to wash your dress?”
Alcina’s brows furrowed “Pardon?”
“Your dress, my lady. It’s covered in paint.”
Alcina didn’t bother looking down at herself. Instead she shook her head and began to lean down, moving to step into the room as y/n stepped back to allow her to.
“I heard you were ill.” The stutter in y/n’s heart didn’t miss her. Alcina turned to look at her, waiting until she had closed the door before speaking again, her tone softer this time.
“You have always been by my side, ever since you came to Castle Dimitrescu. You’ve listened to me rant about my incompetent brother, complain over my business and daughters. You even dried my tears and blood for me. It is my turn to return the favour, my dear. Sit, and speak to me. What’s causing your little heart to beat this way?”
Alcina lowered herself onto the bed as she spoke. Y/n wasn’t sure if she had ever seen the kindness in Alcina’s eyes like there was now. It was inviting, comforting.
She obeyed, taking a seat next to her lady. It didn’t take long for the words to pool out of her, and all of a sudden, she had displayed the world to Alcina. Every single one of her concerns and problems laid splayed out before her, for her to look at and judge.
But instead, Alcina remained silent the whole time. Not once had she budged in to ask a question, even though there were multiple that burned on the tip of her tongue.
For comfort, Alcina removed the cream coloured handkerchief from her pocket. The Dimitrescu sigil was stitched into the corner.
Carefully, she had dried the maids tears. Her large hand cupped her cheek, and with the other she dried her tears.
Y/n cried, her face flush because of it and the embarrassment of crying in front of someone like Alcina. A wave of guilt overcame her for so freely unloading her problems onto Alcina.
“I’m sorry, my lady. I shouldn’t have burdened you with my problems, I-“
“Shush.” Alcina snapped, her voice immediately softening after. For a moment she hesitated, but then gently pulled her into her lap. She had to lift her slightly to her height to give her a proper hug. Alcinas gloved fingers ran through her hair, holding her close enough to feel her heartbeat against her own chest.
“Don’t ever say that. You are not a burden, or burdening me by speaking about your feelings. Your feelings are more than valid, especially in topics like the ones you have shared with me just now. I am beyond proud that you shared your concerns. It takes courage to speak up about one’s concerns. And from what I can tell, this has bothered you for a long time.”
Alcina gently peeled the maid off of her, only enough so she could look at her. Y/n had leaned on her only after moments, quietly crying into the woman’s shoulder.
Her hands cupped her small face, and Alcina spoke quietly.
“I want you to know that I always will be someone you can trust, and confine in. I’m here, and I’m listening. Do you hear me?”
A small sob bubbled out of her, and she nodded. Y/n’s eyes closed as Alcina pressed the most gentle kiss to her forehead, letting it linger enough for both of them to have time to relish in it before pulling away.
Her lips had left behind a red mark which she would make sure to remove later on. But for now, she was returning the hug y/n had given her. She had thrown her arms around the older woman, holding on tight as her walls began to fully break down and crumble beneath them both.
Alcina closed her eyes, holding her close as she swayed them from side to side. Whispering sweet nothings calmed y/n after a few minutes, and Alcina made sure to show her appreciation of the girl for the rest of the day.
“I started a new art piece.. would you like to join me in the atelier for the rest of the day?” Alcina offered with a smile which intensified upon seeing y/n smile at the suggestion.
She wondered if the girl would notice that it was her Alcina was painting. Taking a stroll through the Dimitrescu garden at midnight, the moon shining down on her.
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ladydragons-world · 2 months
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mahleb · 7 months
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Oh, the sounds of Ethan running or climbing stairs XD
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peakhumanbehavior · 7 months
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Lycans pt2
Alcina Dimitrescu x reader
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Warnings: Hurt/No comfort
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Alcina rambled on and on about 'How that wretched MAID thought that she had ANY right to talk to me like that!?' And how 'Mother Miranda may have mercy on her soul'
The poor maid could only nod in silent agreement as she carefully cleaned up the broken wine glass. As she got up after finally managing to clean the deep red stain off the wall and reached for the door the lady herself turned from her vanity, and cleared her throat, her glare piercing through the much smaller woman
"Did I relieve you from your duties yet?" Her voice dripping with honey, a small broken smile on her painted lips
"No, but I'm done-" The maid tried to reason
"You're. done. when. I. say. you're. done." She punctuated each word, making sure to get her point across
"Now stand by me and wait till I'm done" She commanded, her patience running thin. WHY COULDN'T ANYONE SEE THAT!? IS EVERYONE AROUND HER AN IDIOT??
Her hand unraveled and her claws were unleashed, angrily slicing things. She could replace them later
Suddenly there was a splotch of red, and then another then. . .another
She didn't recall having any wine in the room
A crow landed on the balcony outside, temporarily catching her attention. They both stood there for a moment before the small crow changed into Miranda
"That's the fourth this week, you've been extremely easy to anger since your pet ran away" She circled Alcina before stopping in front of the unfortunate maid who was sliced into pieces
Miranda put one of her golden-clawed fingers on her cheek, showing faux interest
"Y/n wasn't it?"
Your name made Alcina wince, but she couldn't help but smile before she looked down at the dead maid in front of her. . .'The fourth one this week' replayed in her mind
Why did you have that hold on her? Why was she taunted by things that reminded her of you? Why couldn't you just disappear forever?
Light tears formed in the corners of her eyes, this wasn't supposed to happen. You aren't supposed to be gone, there isn't supposed to be a dead woman two feet in front of her. . .Miranda shouldn't be here
She composed herself before speaking
"Mother Miranda, why are you here? If I may ask"
The blue-eyed woman store back at her before reaching into her pocket and pulling out an eerily familiar item
A golden necklace with Alcina and her daughters' names embroidered into it. The light in the room was bright enough to make the necklace shine, and her name highlighted
"Where did you get this from?" She reached a shaky hand out to take it, running her thumb over the names. She suddenly dropped it, the item felt like lava to her touch
"She came to me, she said that she didn't need it anymore" Miranda lied through her teeth and she knew that Alcina knew
The smell of blood overwhelmed her senses as she brought her hands up to her face. This particular scent of blood she knew very well
"Why did she come to you? Was she hurt?" The tall woman picked her words carefully, knowing that if she showed any signs of anger toward Miranda then it would be over and she'd never know what happened
"Severely, she only gave me the necklace though. After that, she walked off, not to be seen again. She probably went to Heisenberg, you know they have a bond" She directed her attention to someone she knew Alcina hated
Alcina couldn't control the anger that coursed through her body at the mention of her brother
"I should go-" The tall woman took two big steps toward the door before she was blocked by Miranda
"No, no. You shouldn't, she wouldn't come back to someone who kicked her out. Heisenberg is treating her very well" She knew that would get a rise out of her but continued
"You don't need her, she doesn't deserve you"
Alcina could only stand there and try to block out whatever Miranda was saying
"But. . ." Her voice was small, her former self peaking through for the first time in decades
"Are you going against my wishes?" Her eyebrow was lifted, and her eyes seemed much brighter, captivating Alcina
She shook her head absentmindedly
"Good girl" She praised
The praise overwhelmed her. Mother Miranda praised her, all of her hard work paid off
What was she crying about again?
"Now Alcina, I'll go get a maid to clean this up while you. Relax" Alcina smiled and nodded before going back to her vanity, taking off her makeup
Miranda smirked as she left, the necklace in her pocket
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"Ooo" Salvatore exclaimed as he found a new pile of bones left over from the Lycans' meal, planning on making another bone crown
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vexonair · 9 months
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Will you cry for me too?
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Thought I'd give it a go with some ink..🤔🖤🖤
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snakeskins-world · 4 months
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Alcina Dimitrescu does not yell
She has to raise her voice for all the tiny manthings on the ground
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woodenplankstudios · 11 days
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Edward, laszlo, dimitrescu or morbius?
Feeling very vampiric today
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silence--boy · 2 years
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Commission for Iorddimitrescu (from Twitter)
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Finally finished Lady Dimitrescu for a friend!! ✨🍷
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alxndryngs · 11 months
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OMG I JUST THOUGHT OF THE GREATEST PROMPT
Okay so due to some experiment gone wrong Alcina shrinks down into a really small size (like she can fit in your hand). How does reader react? How does Alcina react? What hijinks ensue (looking at the girls)?
It took some time, but here we are! I am so behind on prompts. I hope you enjoy it.
Little Body, Big Temper
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"There have been… complications.”
Your face twists into a snarl. From the moment Miranda suggested another experiment, you had doubts. Alcina, of course, wanting to please Miranda, agreed.
“I knew this was a horrible fucking idea! Where is she?!”
Miranda stepped aside, revealing the empty room behind her.
“SHE’S GONE?!” You yelled with your eyes ripped wide open.
“Look. Down.”
Lowering your gaze, your jaw dropped. Alcina, a… tiny Alcina, stood by Miranda’s feet. She barely even reached over the woman’s ankle!
“Holy shit.”
Kneeling, you took a closer look at your now tiny wife. Only to realise she was fuming.
“How are we supposed to have sex like this?!”
Her voice was high-pitched, for some reason. Your cheeks burn bright red as you look up at Miranda, gritting your words through your teeth.
“Fix. This.”
You wanted this fixed for more reasons other than Alcina’s high sex drive, of course. What would the girls think?
“If it doesn’t wear off by itself, I will start working on a cure. Go home in the meantime.”
Alcina took matters into her own hands and began to climb you, quite literally, like a tree. Pulling her tiny body up by your clothes, she eventually took a seat on your shoulder and held onto a tiny batch of your hair.
“Home.” Was the only word she grumbled next to your ear in a high-pitched tone.
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“Mama! Where’s Mother?” Cassandra asked once she stepped out of her swarm, smiling at you. “Did everything go well?”
You grimaced, offering a smile as you held up the tiny version of Alcina in your hands.
“Do not. Laugh.” Alcina said as she stared up at her child.
Oh and Cassandra tried, she truly did. Her face began to turn red as she stood and looked down at her tiny mother before a bubbly laugh burst out of her and she leaned over with laughter.
“Oh- Oh, this is amazing! BELA! DANI! C-Come downstairs! Mother is TINY!”
The other two soon swarmed into the main hall, looking at their sister in confusion before their eyes fell on their shrunken mother in their mama’s hands.
“OH!” Bela yelled with laughter, holding onto her younger sister as they laugh while Daniela stares in shock before picking up her mother from your hands.
“Mother..?”
Alcina sighs as she looks at her youngest, shrugging her shoulders and letting her hands drop.
“Stop laughing at your mother, you two!” You bellowed, shooing the two back upstairs as you scolded them before standing with Daniela.
“When is she.. uhm..” Daniela stuttered, looking at the tiny version of her mother standing in her hands.
“We don’t know yet.” You replied, picking Alcina back up and sitting her on your shoulder.
You could hear her huffing slightly as she gets passed around from lover to daughter and daughter to lover.
“Mother Miranda said that it should wear off by itself, hopefully. And if it’s not, she’s working on a cure. No need to worry. Now go upstairs and get ready for bed with your sisters.”
The redhead gave her tiny mother a last, worried look before swarming upstairs.
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“Draga.” Your lover’s shrill voice came from the ground.
Turning your head, you smiled down at your tiny wife. Alcina refused to speak lots because of how she sounded, so she simply lifted her arms as a sign that she wanted to be picked up.
You let out a small chuckle while carefully picking her up before she points to the sink.
“Oh, you want to get ready for bed. Of course.”
Setting Alcina down on the sink, she stood and watched as you grabbed a cotton swab and put some water on it after debating your choices.
Alcina grimaced as you began to rub the end of the cotton swab on her cheek.
“Oh stop that!” She yelled, swatting it away. “That is just horrendous!”
“How else am I supposed to wash you?! I can’t stick you in the bath, now, can I?! You have the height of this fucking cotton swab!” You yelled back, holding it up before tossing it into the trash.
“Y/n language!”
“Well there isn’t much you can do about it now, can you?”
Tiny Alcina’s eyebrows raised as she placed her hands on her waist, staring up at you.
“Oh just you wait, you little brat. Once I rise to my full height again, I will spank that foul language and attitude out of you, do you hear m-” She began her threat, pointing her little finger at you.
But for as long as you could, you decided to have some fun and take advantage of the situation.
“Go on with your threats and I’ll stick you in a jar.”
Alcina’s jaw dropped, her finger frozen midair. This was the first time you had ever talked back to her, and her reaction showed you that this was due long ago. You shook with the laugh vibrating in your chest which you tried to contain, in the end failing miserably and laughing down at the tiny version of your shock-frozen wife.
At least you were laughing until you slowly had to lean your head back to look at her.. and then the ceramic sink broke underneath Alcina’s weight.
Staring down at you was now Alcina at her full height once more, immediately wiping the laugh off your face along with every colour that had been on it.
“Now,” She grumbled, jaw clenched. “Would you like to step into the barrel yourself, or do you want me to squeeze you into it?”
You knew she wouldn’t leave you in there forever. But perhaps a few minutes to teach you a lesson.
You tried to smile, slowly moving backwards out of the bathroom.
“Your hair certainly looks magnificent, my lady. Even after all this-”
“GET HERE, YOU LITTLE-”
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😍😍😍
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ivydoomkitty · 2 years
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mahleb · 7 months
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