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theauthor2103 · 1 year

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AU where Professor YN and Professor Dimitrescu share a dance together. Art by iandipen

You leaned back in your office chair, kicked your feet up on your desk, and rested the back of your head in your hands. It had been an extremely long day at the college grading midterms, each professor had been shut up in their office with their heads in papers and computers, laptops, and MacBooks. The students were enjoying their first day of spring break while you and the other professors were hard at work. The college halls were empty and eerily silent, which left you feeling unsettled. It was simply unnatural to for the school to be this quiet, there was always the sound of people walking up and down the halls, keys dangling from lanyards, pens and pencils writing on paper, the clicks of keyboards from people typing.

You decided to put on some music to calm your nerves while enjoying your lunch break. Most of the professors would be going to the break room to enjoy lunch provided by the Headmistress from a local restaurant. It was a nice way to end the quarter before going on break, but you decided not to go. It was your first year teaching at this college and you had too many papers to grade since you decided to take on an extra class. You you wanted to get home a decent hour rather than being stuck past 7pm. You decided to bring snacks to eat during the day instead of having a lunch, that way you wouldn’t get distracted by the staff lunch and could get work done. You knew that if you walked up to the professor’s lounge, it would be over. There would be no way you would get any more paper grading done, so you decided to work in your office and spend your lunch break dozing off for just a little bit while listening to the music play.

You smiled when the sound of Glen Miller’s Moonlight Serenade came on and sighed out. That song always calmed you down and put you at ease. You turned the volume up all the way, put the song on loop, and leaned back in your chair again. It wasn’t like there was anyone around that would complain about the music being too loud, and even so it was just Glen Miller. Who would ever complain about this song?

“Why Miss L/N, I didn’t take you for a fan of Glen Miller,” said a low voice from the door. You smiled and sat up in your chair to greet your friend, turning the music down a bit. “There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me, Professor Dimitrescu.” Alcina strut into your office and tutted at you.

“Sleeping on the job? I thought you said you would be getting your work done today, and yet here you are,” she sat down on your desk, pulling the ends of her skirt down, “lulling about.”

“Everyone deserves a nice break, Alcina. I believe it was you who originally told me that and stressed how important it is to not overdo it,” you said, eyes closed and leaned back in the chair.

“I believe what I said was don’t overdo it, not sleep on the job. Perhaps I should report your insubordination to the headmistress,” she teased you, smiling back.

“Snitch,” you teased back. Alcina rolled her eyes at you and stood up from your desk.

“I came to collect you for the spring break party,” the taller woman said, crossing her arms over chest.

“Oh, I’ve had my fair share of spring break parties. My parties days are over I’m afraid, but you kids have fun.” You waved your hand and playfully shooed her off

“Kids?” Alcina smiled at you and rolled her eyes, looking at a rubix cube, a stress ball, and some squishy dinosaur toys you had on your desk. “I’m older than you.” Alcina placing her hands on her hips and leaning on her foot. You felt your face blush and swallowed, the ends of Alcina’s mouth curving upward ever so slightly. The two of you had been flirting with each other ever since you started working at the college.

“It hardly shows. I swear, when I first met you I thought we were the same age.” She blushed and chuckled a little, her voice rumbling in her chest. You wanted to feel the vibration of her vocal cords in your mouth and kiss her. This little game of cat and mouse you two had been playing since the beginning of the year was itching away at you. You weren’t entirely sure if Alcina had the same feelings for you, or if she was just indulging herself.

“Charming as always,” Alcina said. “Now are you coming to lunch or not?”

“Eh, I don’t think so. As much as I’d like to, I won’t get any work done for the rest of the day if I go.”

“I can understand that,” Alcina nodded. Moonlight serenade began to play again and she smiled, slowly swaying her head back and forth. “I do so love this song.” You smiled up at her and stood from your chair, leaning against the desk.

“I do too. It really calms me down.”

Alcina smirked at you and batted her eyes gently. “Am I making you nervous?”

“No, no,” you chuckled nervously, “I just- you know, it’s been a long day with these papers. Just spikes up my anxiety sometimes. That’s all.”

“Well, don’t let me keep you from your work.” You frowned and felt your heart sink. You didn’t want her to leave, you wanted to spend more time with her. Work be damned, you could always come in tomorrow and do the rest.

“Oh no, no. You’re not keeping me from my work.” You tried not to seem too obvious and attempted to be cool about it, not wanting to come off as desperate. Again, the ends of her lips curved upwards as you walked over to her from the other side of the desk. She looked you up and down quickly, her face glowing from the sun’s rays, wrinkles and laugh lines more defined.

“Good,” she said, stepping closer. You were inches from each other. You could feel your face heating up and you had butterflies in your stomach. Alcina reached up for a loss button on your collar shirt and buttoned it up. “This was lose.” You both stepped forward slightly, the music ringing in your ears. For months now, you wanted to grab the older woman’s face and smash your lips onto hers hard, rip her clothes off, run your hands down her back and hold her close to you in your arms.

“Thank you,” you said. “Umm….” Should you take a chance? “Alcina, I was wondering….” What if she said no and rejected your advances? Did she actually like you, or was she just stringing you on? What if you mistook her friendship for something more? What if she felt uncomfortable by you and stopped talking all together?

“Yes YN?” Alcina asked, looking back into your eyes.

“Would you….” You were too nervous to ask her and instead let your body do it for you. You reached a hand up, offering a dance. Alcina blushed down at you and took it. You felt your face melt off from heat and your stomach leaped. You felt her fingers close around your hand and placed your hand on her hip while she rested hers on your shoulder. You awkwardly swayed back and forth on your feet and held Alcina close.

“YN, do you actually know how to dance?” Alcina asked chuckling. You were far too happy to care, lost in her beauty and enjoying this moment that you had been killing for.

“No, not really.”

“Well, perhaps I’ll teach you.”

“You know… I would really like that.”

“As would I.” You felt your heart melt and followed her lead, trying not to step on her feet. Having Alcina in your arms like this, dancing with her, moving your hips with hers, it was a dream come true. Not exactly how you pictured things going, but it was even better than what you imagined. You wanted more of Alcina, wanted to spend more time with her, wanted to know her better, you wanted her to love you back. You fell hard for this woman the day you met her and you were getting antsy and impatient after all these months of waiting. You didn’t want to scare Alcina off knowing she did not trust most people and waited patiently for her.

It finally paid off. Alcina rested her head on your shoulder and wrapped her arms around your neck. You locked your arms around her waist and held her close to your body. “You know, I’ve liked you for some time now, YN.”

“Really?” you smiled. Alcina lifted her head up slightly.

“Have I not made that clear with all the passes I’ve made and the flirtatious jokes?”

“Hahaha, no you have. I just… I respect you, Alcina. I know it’s hard for you to trust people and I don’t want to push you. But, I really like you.” You gently began rubbing her back softly as the music played on.

“Thank you, YN. I know I can be… difficult sometimes at reciprocating feelings.”

“Worth the wait, Professor.” Alcina smiled and looked at you. You stared back at her and grinned, leaning in to her face until her lips touched yours. Alcina gently caressed your face and deepened the kiss with you. You held her tightly against you, not ever wanting to let go of this perfect woman.

Yeah, the wait was definitely worth it.

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dani-dimitrescu · 1 year

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Dani did you do your homework?

"Ummm....."

(Art belongs to "katd0esart")

#she got distracted!!#theauthor2103

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itsaaudraw · 25 days

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i love getting paid to draw angst of my favorite characters :,)

(thank you @theauthor2103 🫶)

#saw #john kramer #amanda young #saw franchise #saw fanart #tw blood #art by audra

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frying-panties · 11 months

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Little Lady D commission for @theauthor2103 💞

#lady dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #lady d #resident evil #re7 #resident evil village #art #doodle #artist #commission #digital art #procreate #drawing #commissions #digital drawing #illustration

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aesopsharpmybeloved · 2 months

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On this day a year ago, I published my first Hogwarts Legacy fic Some Like It Sharp. Back then I had no idea just how it would explode, and I'm still so grateful for every new read of it. But more than that, I am grateful for what followed - it was thanks to this fic that I met the incredible @tea-withjamandbread who has been the best friend to me this past year, showing me do much kindness and companionship, and I try to do my best at reciprocating. And I met so so many other friends thanks to taking this little leap of faith and publishing my work. I'll try my best to tag all, but if I miss anyone, please feel free to contact me and kick my bum for forgetting you 😅 @dzajna @thriftstorebabayaga @endeavour12345 @ynyseira @julietpricee @empyreanroses @voxophile @misssugarcat @roomofretirement @phinik-nonw @sharpcroft @ladyelizabethraven @juneymont @aesopsharpstuff @superconductivebean @coffeeandmagicaltales @gufu-vire @rebeca-r @fizzlewick @dreambender96 @coolmiaw @megskoomapirate @theauthor2103

I'm sorry if I forgot anyone 😅

Thank you all so much that this past year I was able to write, draw, and grow by your side and with your input. It hadn't been the easiest year, but I found that the rewards of it outshine all pain 💖 You're brilliant people, thank you so much.

And thank you for reading Some Like it Sharp ❤️

#aesop sharp #professor sharp #hogwarts legacy #fanfiction #reader insert #aesop sharp x reader #aesop sharp x mc #anniversary #fic anniversary

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geistergreen · 1 year

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Lovely commission for the @theauthor2103 !

Please check out their fic!

#alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #tall vampire lady #lady dimitrescu x maiden #alcina x reader

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weirdraccoon · 30 days

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Depressed MC

*Implied self-harm but nothing graphic, not even a hint.*

Also, I just went through something, so, I can say that if you feel like self-destruction is an option, I will tell you that no, it is not. But if you still wanna do it, at least text me and we can self-destroy together. That could be a good first step for healing (how can we come back to the surface if we don't reach rock bottom? Follow me for more unhealthy advice lol)

also @theauthor2103 here it is, finally! I'm sorry it took so long, as previously stated, I was at rock bottom, but I'm climbing back, tripping here and there, and going down a few times, but coming back slowly and surely!

Ominis sensed her running around. It was common on her, true, but after all that happened with the repository and the goblins, Ominis thought she’d want to take it easier this year.

And, there was something just out of character with the way she kept running from one place to another. Talking to more people than she used to, meeting with strangers at Hogsmeade to socialize. Keeping herself as busy as possible, be it with homework, favors, or her new so-called friends.

“She’s just expanding her social circle, Ominis,” Sebastian would say. “She looks fine.”

However, Ominis sensed it.

Something was not right.

So, he kept an eye on her. Well, his wand to be more precise. Which was more difficult because she tended to disappear a lot. And no matter who he asked, they all said she looked just fine.

“She’s even more friendly this year,” Poppy said. “Even helped me with some puffskein offspring last week. And you know how she hated their fur on her robes.”

Ominis simply hummed and continued his watch. If she realized he was stalking her, she didn’t say anything.

Not even a joke.

Yes, Ominis was worried.

And then, one day, she just stopped.

Ominis waited for her to arrive at breakfast.

He waited for her to run around as usual.

He waited for her to show up to class.

“Mr. Gaunt, Mr. Sallow, did Mrs. Seaburgh mention going out? Or feeling sick?”

“No, professor,” Sebastian frowned. “We can go check on the infirmary if you want?”

“No, no, that’s all right,” Fig shook his head. “I’m sure she’s fine.”

Ominis frowned.

He might not be able to see, but he could hear. Fig was worried.

That got him more worried.

“Let’s look for her,” he whispered to Sebastian.

“But Fig said-

“Come on, Sebastian,” Ominis muttered, rolling his eyes. “I know you two had a fight but aren’t you a little bit worried? Let’s just look for her and make sure she’s all right.”

Sebastian sighed.

“All right,” he drawled. “But I bet she’s sleeping off whatever she had yesterday. Did you notice how she left with those seventh years? I didn’t know she cared so little about us.”

About me.

Ominis remained silent. He’d known Sebastian for a long time, and he knew his best friend could be dense most of the time.

They didn’t find her in the infirmary, the library, or the gardens.

“She’s in the dormitory,” Natsai told them. “She wasn’t feeling too well this morning, but she made me promise not to tell the professors. Light food poisoning according to her,” she shrugged.

“Told you,” Sebastian whispered. “Food poisoning, more like a nasty hangover or even more mallow sweet than her usual.”

Ominis pursed his lips.

Em-Sea was absent for another day, and when she came back, an odd odor was following her. Not like mallow sweet or butter or even whisky, something… unpleasant.

“Ugh, do you think she’s taken a shower at all?” One of the seventh-years near them grimaced. “Can’t believe I humped that.”

“What did you expect from a mud-blood,” another one said. “I told you it was a bad idea.”

“Hey, it was great at the moment,” the first one shrugged. “Somewhat desperate and whiny for my taste but you know how girls are.”

Sebastian was already gripping his wand so tight, Ominis feared he would break it under his own hand, stopping him from doing something idiotic in the middle of the Great Hall.

“Those- That- What was she thinking!”

“Sebastian,” Ominis tried.

“No!” He yanked his hand from Ominis’ and stormed off, muttering about her not caring and not loving him or herself and how he’d blow their bodies to pieces.

Ominis sighed.

When he tried to look for her again, she was already gone.

And she stayed gone for another two days.

Until Fig asked him to accompany him to the infirmary. It was a scary day, for him, when Fig almost begged him to follow him and help her. He thought Em-Sea was dying.

He wasn’t too far off.

Em-Sea was lying on a hospital bed. She was awake. But she was silent.

“Here Em-Sea,” Fig said, pushing Ominis to sit on the bed at her feet. “If you won’t believe me, then listen to Mr. Gaunt. We all know he doesn’t lie and he never sugarcoats things. If he tells you you are loved then will you believe it?”

Ominis blinked, feeling flabbergasted and a bit out of his depth.

What exactly happened?

“Em-Sea? Are you all right?” He asked, squeezing her leg and tightening his grip when she tried to pull away.

“If yo don’t tell him, I will,” Fig threatened. “This is no joke,” he- he cried. “I don’t know what push you to it but your friends will find out sooner or later.”

Ominis’ insides froze.

“What did you do, Em-Sea?”

He knew.

He knew she had been acting out of character. He knew she had been on a journey of self-destruction. He knew she had been keeping busy for a reason.

He had felt the need too.

Before.

But she was better. She was sun and light and love. Everything he was not.

“Em-Sea,” he teared up. “You are one of my best friends. You- you are the reason I didn’t do anything stupid. Oh, lords-

He couldn’t continue, he gripped her leg and cried. Silently.

When he heard her sniffles, he threw himself into her arms. Fig followed. And as awkward as it was, Ominis stayed there, clutching the girl into his chest while Fig hugged them both.

“I’m sorry I didn’t try harder to get close,” Ominis babbled. “I knew you were hurting but I didn’t know it was this bad.”

Fig sighed, a few tears running down his face.

“At least yo noticed,” he murmured. “I thought- well, it doesn’t matter. You’ll be fine, Em-Sea. I’m here for you.”

“Me too,” Ominis reassured. “And Poppy and Garreth and Sebastian,” Em-Sea tensed. “No, listen, Em-Sea, I know you had your issues but even if never date him again he’s your friend. We all love you more than you’ll ever know and we will be here for you, wether you like it or not.”

Em-Sea teared up again. She hid her face in Ominis’ shoulder.

She didn’t say anything.

Ominis understood.

You’ll be fine. We got you.

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #ominis gaunt #depressing shit #implied depression

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ctitan98official · 3 months

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@theauthor2103 : Can I request the Dimitrescu's all as wolves, Alcina is a great big white wolf and she has 3 little black cubs. Cassandra getting a bath from her mother bcuz she's covered in blood and doesn't wanna get cleaned, she tried to run away from Alcina but Alcina isn't having it. Bela and Dani playing with each other while Cass gets a bath.

That’s adorable. I can totally see Alcina as a beautiful white wolf. Let’s get into it!

On this particular evening, after a successful hunt, the bloodied remnants of the family’s prey clung to Cass’s sleek coat. She stood near a gentle stream that trickled through the woods, unwilling to submit to her mother’s attempts to cleanse her. Cass’s rebellious spirit sparked within her, igniting a determination to evade the oncoming bath. “Come on, mother! I’m not that dirty!”

Alcina, fur gleaming white as snow, towered above her wayward pup. She let out an authoritative, but loving, growl, her voice resonating through the surrounding forest. She understood Cass’s reluctance, but her baby was unkempt and needed to freshen up. With a gentle nudge, she guided her daughter towards the stream’s edge. “But you are dirty, draga,” She softly insisted.

“No, Mother! I don’t want a bath!” Cass protested again, her voice defiant. Her lithe body tensed, ready to dart away and escape her mother’s grasp.

However, Alcina’s presence remained unyielding. Her piercing gaze bore into Cass’s eyes, conveying a maternal authority that brooked no disobedience. “Cassandra, my love, cleanliness is vital. Now, go ahead and wash up.”

Though Cass’s initial resistance remained, the unwavering affection in Alcina’s voice broke through her stubborn attitude. With a reluctant sigh, she finally relented and followed Alcina’s instructions. She pouted and stepped into the cool, crystalline waters.

Bela and Dani, ever the joyful pair, frolicked nearby, their youthful energy fueling their playful antics. They chased each other through the moonlit glade, their yips echoing through the night air. Their black fur danced as they darted between trees and around the edge of the stream.

Suddenly, Bela and Dani paused their game, only realizing now that Cass was not with them. They exchanged confused glances, silently agreeing to investigate.

With their curiosity piqued, the two wolf pups approached the stream, their paws padding softly on the forest floor. They observed their mother’s diligent care, seeing just how messy their sister had gotten.

Alcina’s gentle tongue worked through the tangles in Cass’s coat, the motherly affection behind each stroke soothing Cass’s frayed nerves. The bond between mother and daughter radiated with each passing moment.

Bela would never admit to it, but she was feeling the smallest bit of jealousy at the extra attention her sister was getting from Alcina. She was a mama’s girl, through and through. “Cassie always has been the least polite when it comes to eating,” She muttered and sniffed disdainfully, making Dani giggle.

Eventually, Cass, now clean and rejuvenated, emerged fully from the water, her once dirty coat glistening with an ethereal sheen. She shook off the remaining droplets, sending sparkling flecks of water into the air.

Bela and Dani eagerly bounded over when they noticed Cass was done with her bath.

“Cassie, since you’re all clean now, want to play?” Bela asked, wagging her little tail. Her voice was filled with an infectious joy that matched her bright gold eyes.

Dani chimed in too, bubbling with mirth. “Yeah, let’s play!”

Cass’s lips curled into a smile and she turned excitedly to Alcina. “Mother, can we?!” She asked.

Alcina chuckled at her pups. “Go on, dragas,” She said warmly.

The girls immediately began to run around and tackle each other, gently sparring.

Alcina lied down nearby to supervise the three. She grinned as she watched her little family enjoy themselves.

The gorgeous and clear night provided the perfect ambience for the fun to reside.

Note: Then all of a sudden a scrappy and mangy coyote version of Y/N shows up and totally ruins the moment… As they usually do. Nah, just kidding XD Anyway, precious pupparoos T^T I kind of want to draw a picture of this scene! It’s such a wholesome vision in my imagination.

Masterlist

#re8 #re8 village #alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #resident evil #resident evil village

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coolmiaw · 4 months

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For @theauthor2103

Jamie (MC) got badly wounded and for a fleeting moment, Fig thinks she won't make it.

#eleazar fig #hogwarts legacy #professor fig #hogwarts legacy fanart #hogwarts legacy mc #jamie gibbons #free commissions #digital drawing

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im-just-a-silly-lil-guy · 1 month

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bee stimboard with bees and baking for @theauthor2103

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milkiedimitrescu · 10 months

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I have something to tell you all.

Sad news.

This will be my last day on Tumblr posting since I've had a thing going on with real life that I don't want to talk about. So I'll be not posting on this account.

I'm still going to be here but I'm not going to chat to anyone anymore or post. This will be my last one.

To everyone who followed me, I appreciate you a lot. And my mutual's for viewing my posts, Alcina memes, fics, and everything that sometimes I posted randomly for fun.

I'll still be on discord, but I'm deleting the rest of my social media. So I can get my act together.

I know some of my friends I've made on here are crying right now. Believe me, I am too. But I feel like I have to do this. For my own good.

I will still be on discord. If anyone wants to friend me on discord, to continue talking to me,

It's ghostmilk #0689

Lowercase.

So once again, this is my last post. Permanently or temporally. Until I find a way to get my shit together.

Still I'll update my fics, but you'll have to go on ao3 to do so since I won't be posting at all on here.

Until then y'all... It's been a pleasure to be in this fandom. I'll still like stuff, comment and reply to other's post. I'll just not be posting anymore things for a long time.

@sparklingnight02, @theauthor2103, @ilovedonnabeneviento and other friends I've made here, I'm sorry.

#last post #alcina dimitrescu #how shadows of rose should have been #rose winters #lady dimitrescu #resident evil village #resident evil #re8 lady dimitrescu #resident evil 8 #re8 alcina #lady alcina dimitrescu #re8 #alcina demitriscu #rosemary winters #ethan winters #the duke resident evil #the duke re8 #mother miranda #bye

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theauthor2103 · 1 year

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You have been visited by the lucky duck. Reblog for good luck 🙂

Mr. Quackers hopes you’re having an amazing day or night 🙂

#Mr Quackers would like to bless you with good luck #lucky duck has blessed you with good luck #reblog for good luck #angstyanon0 #theauthor2103 #angstyanon😛

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dani-dimitrescu · 1 year

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😛

Guess who

@theauthor2103

"ANGSTY!!"

#theauthor2103

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alxndryngs · 1 year

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@theauthor2103 @ghost-n-butteredtoast she drive

May I introduce, the stuffed animal that reminded me of Alcina at a bookstore so I bought it

#alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #resident evil #stuffed animals

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adryanscott · 5 months

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I have an Announcement so people listen up

I have made a new blog for photography it's 18+ nothing too nsfw but definitely spicy, minors who follow me sorry but this one aint for you. So my fellow lovely mutuals can go follow if you'd like I'm gonna be posting spicy drawings too those are definitely gonna be nsfw btw.

Here's the link: https://www.tumblr.com/xneatherweaverx

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#not sure what to tag this #new blog #photography #spicy content #spicy blog

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theauthor2103 · 9 months

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Cassandra and Alcina Dimitrescu one-shot: the first time they ever bonded.

Alcina spent a great amount of time bonding with her newly reborn daughters. When the girls recovered from the cadou treatment, they were deemed an unfit vessel for Mother Miranda’s daughter Eva and labeled as failures in the goddess’s eyes.

For Alcina Dimitrescu, however, it was truly her biggest dream come true. How she had always longed to be a mother, have an heir to her family, and teach her offspring all she had learned in life. To have three daughters was a blessing to her.

The eldest of the three Dimitrescu sisters was an eager blonde woman, an overachiever. She always strived to accomplish everything she started, so it perfectly, and looked up to her mother. As the oldest of the three, she was the next in line to Alcina’s business which meant she took on a great amount of responsibility. Bela made sure her sisters were kept in line and learned as much as she possibly could to take care of the wine business and the castle. Alcina found her oldest daughter’s overeagerness adorable and made sure to reassure her daughter whenever she needed.

The softer of the three, the baby of the family, the most flirtatious Dimitrescu daughter, Daniela. She was Alcina’s baby, her silly, adorable, little goofball. Daniela was much more affectionate than her older sisters, always wanting to be near Alcina, hugging or cuddling mother, curling up next to her in the couch while reading. She always wanted to spend time with Alcina as much as she could and would often get jealous if she noticed the Countess spending more time with her other sisters, even if it was boring wine making business with Bela. Daniela demanded Alcina’s attention and seemed to have a bit of an attachment issue, but Alcina was always there to soothe her nerves and comfort Daniela when needed.

Her middle daughter, her wild child, the most ruthless and vicious of the three Dimitrescu sisters, Cassandra Dimitrescu. She was the only daughter that didn’t fully trust Alcina yet. She was cold and quiet, often hard to read. Most of Alcina’s attempts to bond with her middle daughter were all failures. The only time Cassandra ever showed any interest in the activities Alcina had attempted with her was hunting.

It took a great amount of patience and understanding on Alcina’s part which wasn’t something she was particularly good at, especially since she’s used to having everything her way, being the Lord of the castle and all. Alcina was the rightful heir to the Dimitrescu’s wine, one of the four Lord’s, and if you asked her she’s was Miranda’s right-hand woman. But most importantly, she was a mother first and foremost.

Alcina was incredibly frustrated with her middle daughter pushing back so hard and had begun to worry that perhaps there was something wrong with her mothering skills. Perhaps she wasn’t doing enough for Cassandra? Or it could be that she was pushing too much. Alcina simply did not understand how to get through to Cassandra like how she did with Bela and Daniela.

“Wow, tall, annoying, stubborn, and hotheaded. You really are your mother’s daughter, aren’tcha kid?” Heisenberg said after being introduced to his new niece on the day Alcina took her daughters to meet the other Lords and Miranda.

It was strange how the manthing’s words soothed her worry’s, usually the sound of Heisenberg’s voice was enough to make Alcina roll her eyes in annoyance. But Heisenberg teasing Cassandra about being the most like Alcina out of all of her daughters made the countess realize that perhaps Cassandra warmed up to her. After all, the brunette had taken on a bit of her mother’s personality, enough to make the stupid manthing seem to think so.

The first time Cassandra and Alcina had shared a moment together was when Alcina had taken Cassandra and her sisters out into the woods to hunt properly. When the first took the cadou the sisters were feral and killed almost half of Alcina’s staff in one day. Their mother had to take the girls deep into the forest where they could feed off of animals and soothe their newfound bloodlust until the calmed down.

Since they were still newly reborn, they didn’t remember much of their first few months spent with Alcina and couldn’t recall hunting in the woods with Alcina very well. The Countess had since taught them not how to defend themselves, but how to kill. The samce and moroaica had proven to be useful victims for the girls to practice their skills on.

When it came time for the girls to show Alcina all they had learned and that they could control their bloodlust, Alcina decided to take them out to the woods again, a sort of family trip if you will. She demonstrated to the girls how she used her claws to kill countless lycans and animals. They proved no match for Alcina, her dress torn, blood splattered across her body torn and dirty, and yet she killed with such grace and power and elegance. Alcina made killing seem like a beautiful sport which intrigued Cassandra. That was the first time she had begun to respect Alcina as her mother and felt pride at being the countess’s daughter.

The brunette seemed to realize just how truly powerful her mother really was. Alcina was using giant trees as weapons, easily plucking them out of the ground like weeds and sending dozens of lycans flying through the air. Bela and Daniela watched in complete awe as their mother howled in laughter. Cassandra was the only daughter who joined her mother in killing the remaining lycans with Alcina. Together they proved quite the murderous duo.

When the last lycan fell to the ground by her sickle, Cassandra turned to face Alcina trying to catch her breath. The countess felt her heart grow when she noticed how much fun her middle daughter was having with her, a wide, toothy smile spread across her blood smeared face. Cassandra was even dirtier and more bloody than she was! “That’s my girl,” Alcina praised her middle child, wiping some blood off her cheek and resting her hand on Cassandra’s face. Cassandra’s cheeks blushed and she gave Alcina a shy smile. Even her sisters were shocked at Cassandra’s display of affection.

It seemed the only time Alcina could get her middle child to open up to her was through killing. Cassandra remained cold and quite distant to Alcina the rest of the time, which irked the countess greatly. Bela and Daniela all but accepted her as their mother and trusted her, yet Cassandra had no interest in getting close to Alcina.

She was not interested in games, knitting, music, art, writing, none of the things that intrigued Bela and Daniela. All of her attempts to bond with Cassandra were unsuccessful unless it included hunting or fighting. It hurt Alcina to know that Cassandra didn’t seem to want to build a relationship with her like she had with her other daughter’s, but she was hopeful that Cassandra would come around soon enough. Alcina decided to give the brunette her space and let her know that she was always there for her when she was ready.

Now, Cassandra was a thrillseeker, not one to sit and read books all day like Daniela or crotchet like Bela. There was indeed a wild side to Cassandra which made Alcina worry how her middle daughter would cope during the colder months when they couldn’t go outside.

Cassandra was also cunning, decisive, and would make extremely compulsive decisions. When her heart was set on something she wanted, she was going to get it. And she was not about to let some cold weather stop her from enjoying herself outside. She did not heed Alcina’s warning about how the cold would kill her flies, all she heard was “don’t let me catch you outside once it’s cold.”

And now that the seasons had changed, the grass was covered in colorful leaves, and Alcina could see her breath outside, she knew it was time to keep her girls inside of the Castle. It broke her heart to see their disappointed faces, but if it would keep them safe she would do it every year. She wanted her girls happy but safe and alive.

So going behind her mother’s back, Cassandra purchased some winter attire from the Duke, fur boots and gloves, a winter coat, and fur pants for her to hunt in.

“Pardon me my Lady, but didn’t your mother tell you and your sisters to stay inside of the castle?” The Duke asked her.

“Didn’t Mother Miranda forbid anything from the outside world?” Cassandra challenged, raising a brow. “I could’ve sworn I saw Mother reading all kinds of different newspapers from other countries earlier today.”

The Duke smiled down at her and leaned in, it seemed nothing would get by this one. “Hmm, well, perhaps this can all stay our little secret?” he said.

“I think we would both prefer that over the latter,” Cassandra replied, dropping off a bag of money on his counter for him.

“Indeed, Miss Dimitrescu. Now do be careful, young one. And please, if I can ever offer you anything, let me know.”

“Oh, I will. I’m sure our paths will cross again, Mr. Duke.” And with that, they bid each other farewell and Cassandra quickly went to her room hiding her new winter hunting gear. She was lucky her sisters and Mother were busy and didn’t catch her.

As soon as it was safe enough for her to sneak away without her sisters or mother noticing her that night, Cassandra quickly put on her winter clothes, grabbed her sickle, and headed outside.

The air was thick and fresh in the autumn cold, but her flies were okay. Her mother worried too much, there was no reason that Cassandra and her sisters couldn’t be outside in the cold! She belonged in the Romanian woods, they called to her and she could feel a connection to them. It wasn’t something Cassandra could explain, but rather something that she could feel it in her spirit.

In the woods, there were no manners, no rules to obey, she didn’t have to be lady like! Cassandra could be as ruthless and raunchy as she damn well pleased! She swung her sickle into the starry night killing dozens of animals, bears, caribou, chased birds around, she hunted to her hearts desire. She had no idea where in the woods she was or how long she had been in there for, but a thunderous crash in the distance caught her attention.

Eager to kill whatever large creature was lurking in the woods, Cassandra made a beeline for the noise and felt her heart flutter in her chest from excitement. He had to be the biggest lycan ever to walk the planet, he was absolutely humongous even bigger than her mother! And he would prove quite the challenge!

She roared loudly and charged laughing manically, feeling excitement rush through her body. The giant lycan was 40 yards away from her before he turned around and roared back, hit breath rotten and smelly and spit flying everywhere. She dodged his attack with his hammer and sliced his arm, making him howl.

Cassandra turned into her swarm when he brought his fist down in an attempt to squash her after she sliced the beasts arms. She was agile and fast, his muscles were too big and slowed him down. ‘Piece of cake,’ Cassandra thought to herself, turning back into her human form and slicing his back.

The giant lycan kicked her back into a pile of leaves, roared again in anger, and turned around with his hammer to swing at her again. She used her swarm to doge the attack. The lycan swatted at her flies and seemed unsure of how to proceed next. They could both tell they were mutants, failed experiments of Miranda and knew this was not going to be an easy math for either of them. The giant lycan called out to his nearby brothers for backup as Cassandra kept swarming in and out with attacks after attack from her sickle. She was fast and speedy with her weapon, specks of blood dancing in the air as she kept ripping him apart.

One of Cassandra’s greatest weaknesses was her lack of attention to her surroundings. When she was caught in a battle, she was completely focused on her opponent and forgot about the world around her, it was as if only she and this giant lycan existed.

She didn’t realize the other lycans that had surrounded her until one of them jumped on her back, biting her shoulder with its sharp teeth and sinking its claws into her flesh.

Cassandra hissed in pain, using her sickle to swipe at her opponent. The giant monster lycan used this to his advantage and sent Cassandra and the lycan flying through the air as he smacked her with his hammer. She was thrown straight through a tree trunk, breaking it instantly, and landed with a thud in the ground.

Rolling, Cassandra was grateful that the lycan attacking her from behind took most of the impact, he lay motionless on the ground.

Swarming away from him and clutching her sickle to her side, Cassandra caught her breath and wiped blood away from her eye, ready to fight the new spawned lycans that charged at her. Cassandra managed to slice two necks before she had to duck from another attack of the giants hammer. The beast sent one of his own flying through the air, a sight Cassandra normally would have found funny but was now too involved in the battle to spare even a chuckle.

The giant flung his hammer down on the ground over and over, giving Cassandra no time to regroup. In and out of her swarm, she materialized all over the battlefield doging the beasts’ attacks. At one point she grabbed one of the lycans that charged her and threw it at the beast.

That gave her just enough time to distract the massive lycan, swarm up to its chest, and slice him from his head down to his belly. It began to bleed down its face and he grabbed Cassandra, smashing her down on the earthy ground over and over in a fit of rage while roaring at the brunette. Her whole body fit in his fist and she could feel his fingers squeezing her body and crushing her ribs. It was hard to breathe, she could feel her head pounding, and tried to turn into her swarm, but couldn’t get her flies to move from the impact.

The giant tossed Cassandra into the air and hurled his hammer at her, sending her through the crisp air and straight through the trees. Her whole body felt raw from the impact of the beasts’ hammer and she had no idea how many trees she had collided with. Branches and trunks were sent to the ground as Cassandra flew through the air until she felt herself hitting the leafy, dirty ground, rolling down a hill.

Her body ached and she struggled to catch her breath, the wind knocked out of her. The hand that held her sickle had dropped it when she was hit with the hammer, bent at an odd angle. For the first time in her entire reborn life, Cassandra felt her blood go cold. Some of her exposed skin from the rips and tears on her clothes had started to frost over. Her flies mustered all their power into keeping her body while, unable to regenerate and heal her wounds. Blood flowed freely out of her wounds now as the giant and remaining lycans continued their assault on her.

She was scared, truly scared. Maybe her mother had been right, perhaps she should have remained inside the warmth of the castle. Cassandra had never been on the opposite side of the table to feeling terrified, usually she was the one in control. “M-Mother?” she coughed out as the giant leaped high up into the air. Everything seemed to happen slowly.

Her heart pounded against her chest and Cassandra tried to will her body to move, but couldn’t. She watched as the humongous lycan descended upon her feeling more and more scared by the second. “MOTHER!” She shrieked. Where was Alcina? Why did she leave her home? Why didn’t she listen? She never had the chance to tell her mother or sisters how she felt, never had the chance to properly thank them for the wonderful life she had been given. A family she belonged to, that accepted her and all of her flaws.

“Wow, tall, annoying, stubborn, and hotheaded. You really are your mother’s daughter, aren’tcha kid?” Why was that memory coming back to her now? She could see the moonlight shining of the beast’s hammer as he descended down. ‘I am my mother’s daughter,’ the brunette proudly thought, willing herself to sit up and meet the eyes of the beast. If she was going to die, she was going to do it with pride and not as a coward.

And that’s when she felt herself being dragged backwards quickly and shielded by a pair of claws. The hammer made a crater on the ground, rocks and dirt sent flying everywhere. “GET YOUR FILTHY MANHANDS OFF MY DAUGHTER!”

Cassandra wiped blood away from her face and watched as Alcina sank her claws straight through the beasts chest. She easily lifted him into the air and threw him backwards. The other lycans were nothing, she easily decapitated them in one swift slice of her claws, their heads falling to the ground.

It was scary seeing her mother this angry, Cassandra never knew how strong and ferocious the countess really was. And this was just a taste of her mother’s true power. Alcina charged the beast once the lycans were not a threat to Cassandra anymore. She grabbed his hammer, and sunk her claws in his face, roaring at the beast like a momma bear protecting her young.

Again and again and again, over and over, Alcina’s claws ripped through the beasts body until he was left a bloody, torn, mess. She bowled out a final time, a ferocious warning to the beast, and stood up panting. She unsheathed her claws and rushed back over to Cassandra who was close to passing out now.

The brunette felt her eyes grow heavy, the excitement of the battle wearing off. She was cold and her body hurt all over. “Cassandra?” Alcina asked her daughter, kneeling down. When she noticed Cassandra trying to get up she placed her hands on her daughters chest easing her to rest. “Foolish girl! Have you any idea what could happened to you!?” Alcina yelled, scolding her child now that the danger was gone.

“Uhhhh… I-I… loooo….” Cassandra closed her eyes and went limp. Alcina hurriedly scooped her daughter up into her arms and raced back to the castle. She could deal with the scolding at another time, she needed to get her baby home. The love of a mother was strong and powerful, proving no match to any threat.

“Wow, tall, annoying, stubborn, and hotheaded. You really are your mother’s daughter, aren’tcha kid?” Why was that memory coming back to her now? She could see the moonlight shinning on the beast’s hammer as he descended down. ‘I am my mother’s daughter,’ the brunette thought fierceley, willing herself to sit up and meet the eyes of the beast. If she was going to die, she was going to do it with pride and not as a coward.

The brunette felt her eyes grow heavy, the excitement of the battle wearing off. She was cold and her body hurt all over. “Cassandra?” Alcina worriedly asked her daughter, kneeling down to her level. When she noticed Cassandra trying to get up she placed her hands on her daughters chest easing her to rest. The Countess could feel her anger returning. “Foolish girl! Have you any idea what could happened to you!?” Alcina yelled, scolding her child now that the danger was gone.

Back at the castle, Alcina rushed Cassandra into her room and began to strip off her wet clothes. Bela and Daniela came in soon after, horrified to see their sister in a bloody mess on their mother’s bed. Without even sparing either of them a glance, Alcina continued to work on healing Cassandra, “Bela, add more wood to the fire. We need to keep your sister’s flies warm. Daniela, fetch me some towels.” The two hurriedly did as they were asked as Alcina continued to take off Cassandra’s clothes.

As angry as she was at her middle daughter, she was worried, scared even. Cassandra’s face was paler than usual, her wrist was broken, and she was covered in multiple bruises and cuts. The large gash on her head close to her cadou incision had finally stopped bleeding, but the entire side of her face was covered in blood.

The brunette laid in her underwear on the bed, Alcina instructing Bela to fetch her her medical supplies. When Daniela returned, she had her youngest lift Cassandra up and placed a soft towel underneath her. Alcina quickly got to work once Bela returned with the medical supplies, telling Daniela to use direct pressure on Cass’s wounds and bandaging them up. She would have to wait to give stitches until her flies could heal herself.

The ice that had formed in Cassandra’s skin broke away and her flies had thankfully begun to warm up. They slowly congregated around Cassandra’s wounds while Alcina was attempting to bandage them. She let the flies surround the skin and quickly wrapped gauze around the wounds.

After reassuring her daughters that Cassandra would be fine and cleaning off the rest of the blood on her, Alcina spent the remainder of the night by Cassandra’s side. Bela and Daniela crawled into bed next to the brunette and cuddled her. Despite the circumstances, Alcina found the scene incredibly endearing and made a mental note to sketch it out later, perhaps she could draw the scene.

As the hours passed by, Alcina could hear the maids beginning their daily routines and instructed the head maid that she and her daughters were not to be disturbed, just to continue work as a normal business day. Bela was the first to wake up from her sisters, agreeing to start someone Alcina’s work orders for the wine to get a head start. Alcina was grateful she had such a reliable daughter.

Daniela spent some time in the bed with Cassandra, snuggling up to her older sister and enjoying the moment. Normally Cassandra would’ve pushed her out of bed refusing to cuddle her sisters, she was not one for this type of affection.

One Cassandra began to wake, Daniela quickly swarmed away not wanting to disturb her sister. “Ughhhhh,” Cass grumbled, bringing a hand up to hold her healing forehead.

“Daniela, why don’t you prepare some tea for your sister, hmm?” Alcina asked, placing a hand on the younger woman’s shoulder.

“Yes mother,” Daniela nodded and flew off, closing the door gently behind her.

Now that it was just Alcina and Cassandra in the room, the countess took a deep breath as she felt her rage returning to her. She pinched the bridge of her nose as Cassandra collected her bearings.

“Um, what happened?” Cassandra asked.

“You snuck out of the castle last night and got attacked by one Heisenberg’s generals,” Alcina responded, not even looking up at Cassandra. She tried to keep herself calm and collected not wanting to yell at Cassandra.

Cassandra’s face blushed as she recalled the events of last night. ‘GET YOUR FILTHY MANHANDS OFF OF MY DAUGHTER!’ Alcina’s voice rang throughout her ears, she remembered feeling herself being hauled back away from the lycan’s hammer. Ohhh… so her mother had found her? Well… that probably wasn’t good. Alcina finally looked up at Cassandra from her seat.

“Cassandra,” oh, this definitely wasn’t good. “I cannot tell you how flabbergasted I am! I am extremely disappointed in you!” Cassandra didn’t know why, but she felt… bad? Like she couldn’t look Alcina in the face out of shame. “Have you any idea just how dangerous that stunt you pulled was? You’re lucky I noticed you sneak off when you did! Had I been a second later, you-”

Alcina felt her lip tremble and stood up quickly. She turned away from Cassandra and took a shaky breath willing herself to continue. “I cannot tell you how terrified I was! I-I cannot even tell you the words that come to my mind.”

Cassandra looked back over to Alcina and continued listening to the Countess as she ranted on. For the first time in her whole reborn life, she felt… odd. Like she wanted the older woman’s comfort. The comfort of a mother, the reassurance that came with it. She wanted to feel safe and protected, a family to call her own. This woman had offered that to Cassandra and then some. A family, loving sisters, all Alcina wanted to do was love Cassandra…. And she had pushed her own mother away.

“Cassandra Dimitrescu, I am your mother whether you like it or not…. These rules I have set up for you and your sisters are to keep you safe and protected, and you will obey them,” Alcina said, staring down at Cassandra and holding back her tears. All she wanted to do now was hug her daughter and tell her how glad she is that she’s safe and home. Carrying Cassandra back to the castle was the first time she had ever gotten to hold her daughter. Bela and Daniela would hug her, especially Daniela, but she had yet to experience that with Cassandra. Well, the countess supposed that if Cassandra doesn’t want that affection, she’ll have to live with her daughters choice.

“Do you understand me?”

Cassandra looked up into Alcina’s face seeing a mixture of concern, relief, and anger. She cared so much for her, and all she did in return was push her mother away. Cassandra hesitantly stretched a hand out to Alcina who took it silently.

“Mother….”

Alcina moved closer to her daughter. Cassandra scooted over, wincing in pain from her wrist and shoulder, making room for Alcina. The countess sat down next to Cassandra and felt her heart melt when her daughter moved to lie against her.

The brunette tugged Alcina closer, making her chuckle, and once her mother hair lied down, she snuggled into her chest. Alcina wrapped her arms around Cassandra and held her close to her. “Do you… love me?” Cassandra whispered after a few moments.

Alcina looked down at her daughter who was hiding her beat red face in Alcina’s chest. She kissed the brunnete’s forehead and held her tight. “Of course I do, my darling.”

“Well… I might love you too.” Alcina chuckled and rested a hand on her daughters head. Cassandra felt loved and comforted, something she realized she had been pushing away but was happy to have. It felt nice, actually it felt really good to have someone that could hold her like this. A mother’s love was something she couldn’t ever remember experiencing or feeling. To be held with such tender and care felt so nice to her, she realized just how much she wanted it.

From then on, their relationship grew immensely. Cassandra began to trust Alcina and accept her mother’s love which warmed the countess’s heart. Moments like this where Cassandra would seek out Alcina’s love and be held were rare. And, the countess cherished every second of it, as did Cassandra.

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