#;;Bela's feelings and Alcina having to tell her how she needs to be herself. I figured this boiling point would be a good final straw also

[charlessmiths-wife]

here - have some hcs about how the RE8 women would help you when you’re feeling a bit down! Bc we all know stress would be a lot easier to handle with some of our fave evil women by our side <3 ❤️💕💗💓

RE8 WOMEN COMFORTING YOU WHEN STRESSED/UPSET

ALCINA

-> In my mind Alcina sort of freaks out the first time she sees you get really stressed

-> she’s not been comforted much herself in her life, so she’s not entirely sure how to do it.

-> at first, she’s a tad maternal about the whole thing. she’s accustomed to comforting her daughters, however - she soon learns there’s a difference between the comfort of a mother and the comfort of a partner

-> and so with time, I reckon Alcina shifts and grows into an excellent partner to have around in instances of stress. she’s calm, she’s cool and collected. she’ll reason with you and rationally talk you down from your stress - before doing something with you to take your mind off it. maybe going for a walk or taking you on a date.

-> either way, your stress always dissipates with Alcina’s help.

BELA

-> Ugh. She can relate.

-> Bela is a stressed girlie herself, it’s something she’s accustomed to - therefore it’s something she’s used to dealing with.

-> She’d be very helpful. She’d talk it through with you, I reckon Bela is a great listener - and she’d hold you close whilst letting you talk about it for as long as you need.

-> picture this, your head on Bela’s chest, her fingers slowly stroking and combing through your hair whilst you tell her about all your worries, and she softly hums and nods along. being there for you every step of the way. who wouldn’t feel better?

CASSANDRA

-> lmao

-> Cassandra is the love of my life, so I can confidently admit that for a while babygirl would have NO IDEA what she’s doing

-> I think Cassandra is a very rational woman, and so seeing you upset immediately makes her think there’s some sort of immediate threat that needs sorting out.

-> so her initial reaction might be more… panicked than the calm and cool response you might see from the rest of her family members

-> however once you assure her you’re in no harm or danger, she’ll calm down, and then she can get to comforting you.

-> because she’s so rational, Cassie is EXCELLENT at providing advice for your situation.

-> she’ll sort whatever’s upsetting you out instantly. she’s just that good.

-> and, of course, she’ll do her best to comfort you along the way. Pressing a kiss to your forehead and reminding you how proud she is of you. I’m in love.

DANIELA

-> babygirl is like a KOALA BEAR

-> when Dani can tell your stressed/generally upset, she’ll cling to you. cuddling up with you as much as she can and not letting you go.

-> “oh my poor baby! come here, lie down with me.”

-> she’ll pepper your face with kisses. all whilst letting you complain all you need about whatever’s getting you down.

-> she’ll also join in on the complaining. which is just… so funny?

-> “ugh, I’m sorry about your boss my love…. she sounds like a total jerk!” “… you don’t know her, Dani.” “Still!”

-> it’s just very loving from her. as she is with everything. she’ll hold your hand and kiss you softly and tell you how loved you are, and remind you that you’ll always have her.

DONNA

-> the first time she sees you stressed or upset - DONNA. FREAKS. OUT.

-> somehow even more than Cassandra and Alcina combined.

-> however, as time passes and you guys get to know each other more and more… Donna becomes amazing?

-> she can instantly tell when somethings getting you down. and from there she acts as a silent but strong presence. she’ll guide you through whatever’s getting you down.

-> her go to plan is to run the pair of you a bath, and then cook you dinner. I head cannon Donna is an EXCELLENT cook and she knows how to cook up a comforting and hearty dish that’ll make you feel just better.

-> she’s very good at dealing with the emotional aspect of it all. she might not always know exactly what advice to give, but she is an EXCELLENT listener and she’ll always do her absolute best to calm you down. rubbing your back and holding you close, wiping your tears if needs be.

-> (can you tell im a massive Donna girlie?)

MIRANDA

-> surprisingly, she’s excellent.

-> Miranda’s well accustomed, in my mind, to dealing with you being upset/stressed about a situation.

-> she knows if you need comforting or advice.

-> if it’s comforting you need, she’ll pull out all the stops. running you a bath, rubbing your back, letting you talk it out.

-> if it’s advice you need, Miranda is excellent. she’ll help you sort your situation out as quick as possible.

-> no matter what, she’ll brew you a cup of tea and remind you not to let things get you down. she reminds you of the importance of only concerning yourself with what you can control.

-> she’ll tell you how well you’re doing, and how loved you are. kissing you softly and resting your forehead against hers. she makes the world calm down for you.

[thekiabo99]

How You Became Lovers:

This idea came into my head when I was replaying resident evil village again. I tried to keep these as close to the characters as possible so I hope you enjoy reading this!

Includes; lady Dimitrescu, Cassandra Dimitrescu, Bela Dimitrescu, Daniela Dimitrescu, Mother Miranda, Donna Beneviento.

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Lady Dimitrescu 🍷

At first Alcina had simply employed you as another one of her maids.

She was very observant of you, even from the beginning. She would watch your every move closely.

You of course did your tasks well and rarely ever did anything wrong, you were obedient.

At the start, Alcina was very blunt and sharp with you, as she was with all her maids, she never once told you that you were doing a good job.

She would order you around, make you do anything she asked of you and she never said thank you, especially after she had just spoken to Mother Miranda.

You were intimidated by her at the beginning, her presence alone was enough to send a shiver down your spine, as you knew what she was capable of.

The longer you worked for Alcina and her daughters, the more Alcina would find herself looking at you and you alone.

Sometimes, she would seek you out herself and ask you to refill her wine, even though it didn’t need refilling.

Something about you spoke to Alcina and she knew that she just had to have you.

She would begin calling you pet or darling at the end of her sentences.

You were of course confused by her change in mood around you but you decided not to ask her, in case she sent you to the cellar.

You only realised that she had taken a liking to you when you made a mistake during your work.

You had been given the task of preparing the lady’s dinner and as you were carrying it, you slipped and dropped the plate of food all over the floor.

The other maids around you gasped in shock as you looked up only to realise that Alcina was stood in front of you.

Her eyes were on you as you shivered from her piercing gaze, you thought you were going to die as the lady approached you.

You apologised to her repeatedly, looking up at her as you begged for her forgiveness.

However, when you felt her place a hand upon your shoulder, you instantly tensed at the feeling.

She shushed you as she told you it was okay, a rare and strange thing for her to do.

Almost instantly, she glared at the other maids as she ordered them to hurry up and get this mess cleaned up.

Once the maids were gone, Alcina looked to you as you trembled slightly under her touch.

She knew you were afraid of her and that hurt her, knowing that you were afraid of her.

After a moment or two, she told you to stand up as you did as she asked, preparing yourself for the worst.

However, Alcina simply told you that accidents happen and that she was not going to send you to the cellar.

When she spoke, you looked up at her as you raised an eyebrow. Asking why she was being so nice to you.

You felt your heart flutter slightly as she smiled down at you, leaning down slightly as she hooked a finger under your chin, making you look at her directly.

She simply said to you; ‘You have been nothing but perfect since you arrived. I cannot simply send my favourite maid to the cellar over some spilled food’.

When she called you her favourite, you smiled at her as she chuckled at your reaction. Releasing your chin as she stood up once more.

You thanked her for sparing you as she told you to meet her in the wine room in half an hour, for she wanted to talk to you personally.

Bela Dimitrescu 🗡️

You were a simple maiden at the beginning, one who had been working at the castle for just over a year, the longest a maid had ever lasted.

You were assigned as Bela’s personal servant, having to come to her every call and make sure she never wanted for anything.

At first, Bela was never open with you about anything, always simply thanking you for your help and telling you what she wanted.

You were happy to serve her, as you had a crush on her for quite a while now.

Whenever you worked for her, whether it was in her room or making her dinner in the kitchen, she was always observant of you, just like her mother.

You knew she was the eldest daughter and that she had the highest expectations put upon her, so you tried your best to do a good job at taking care of her.

When you cleaned her room whilst she was within it, you could feel her eyes on you as you worked.

She wasn’t like Cassandra or Daniela, she was much calmer and liked to just sit on her bed and read whilst you worked.

You appreciated her calmness, although you knew she had a wild streak in her from what you’ve seen in the cellar.

As soon as you finished a task, you would turn to Bela as you let her know that you were finished.

She would always thank you before giving you another task to do for her.

It continued this way for a while until one day, Bela had asked you to clean her sickle for her. A task which she only gave to those she truly trusted.

As she handed you her sickle, her eyes locked with yours as you stared at each other for a moment.

Bela had began to warm up to you at this point, feeling comfortable and safe around you.

She was searching for any sign of hesitance as you happily took her sickle and began to clean it.

Seeing how happy you were to serve her, Bela understood that you must really like her to be so happy about cleaning her weapon.

Knowing this, Bela watched you work for a few moments before she decided to approach you.

You were happily wiping the blood from her sickle when you suddenly felt two, strong arms wrapped around her around your waist.

You immediately froze and tensed slightly, looking over your shoulder slightly as you asked her what she was doing.

Bela remained quite as you saw a mischievous smirk come to her face.

She simply told you that she had never seen a maid so happy to serve her before.

There was a teasing tone in her voice as you laughed nervously, telling her that you don’t mind serving her.

When you said this, she turned you so you were facing her, making you swallow dryly as she smiled down at you slightly.

Her arms found their place on your hips as she told you that you must really like her to so willingly serve her.

It was clear that she knew you liked her, so you decided to tell the truth.

You told her that she wasn’t wrong and that you do like her, a lot more than she thinks. You explain that you’ve had a crush on her for a while now.

As soon as you say the last part, her smile widens as she moves one of her hands to gently stroke your cheek.

She asks why you didn’t tell her sooner as you avoided her gaze, telling her that you assumed she merely tolerated you.

Bela immediately shakes her head as she tells you that she would’ve killed you instantly if she didn’t like you too.

You were shocked that she liked her back as you stated at her in awe for a few moments.

Seeing your shock, Bela smiled as she gently leaned forwards, capturing your lips within her own as you let her kiss you.

Her kiss was soft and filled with love, and you instantly melted into the kiss as you let her hold you tightly, you wrapping your arms around her neck in return.

When you both parted, Bela smiled at you as she told you that from now on, she wants you to be honest and open with her.

She also told you that when you are both in here together, you will not work, for you will be spending time with her.

Cassandra Dimitrescu ⚔️

You were a simple maiden at the start, something for Cassandra to hunt if she got bored.

At the start, Cassandra didn’t think anything of you, simply as another plaything for her to mess around with.

Whenever you worked, Cassandra would linger nearby, watching you carefully and waiting for you to mess up so she could torture you in the cellar.

Often when you were working, Cassandra would sneak up behind you and scare you, trying to make you mess up, but you never did.

At dinner time when you would wait patiently at the side whilst the family ate, Cassandra would watch you carefully, mischievous eyes resting on you as you tried to ignore her.

You knew Cassandra was the family’s prized huntress and she never missed a kill. You knew of her pride in herself and her sadistic ways of tormenting people, so you ignored her constant scaring and watching as best you could.

You thought this was never going to change until one day, you were ordered by the lady to go out hunting.

You instantly noticed Cassandra’s annoyed expression as the lady told you that Cassandra will be watching you.

You obediently followed Cassandra out into the woods behind the castle as she huffed slightly, turning to face you.

You swallowed dryly at how close she was to you, her eyes boring into you as she warned you not to get in her way, or else.

You simply nodded as she grumbled and disappeared into a swarm of flies.

You busied yourself with looking for a rabbit to hunt as you wandered around for a bit until you found one.

When spotted, you immediately crouched as you watched it graze peacefully.

In order to kill it, you pulled out your bow you had with you as you silently lined up your shot, taking care to aim for the head so it wouldn’t suffer.

When your arrow hit its head, you instantly ran over, pleased with your kill as you picked it up by its back legs and admired the size of it.

As soon as you did though, Cassandra appeared in front of you as she looked to the rabbit in your hands.

She looked to you as you swallowed dryly again, wondering what she was thinking.

She told you that she didn’t think you knew how to hunt. She was clearly complimenting you as you smiled at her.

She then told you that perhaps you should accompany her more often when she goes hunting.

You were not going to refuse that offer as you agreed before walking home with her. This is when she actually began treating you nicely and you knew she had begun to grow feelings for you.

Daniela Dimitrescu 🌹

At first you were just another simple maid who was assigned the task of cleaning the library of the castle.

Unbeknown to you, this is where the youngest Dimitrescu daughter loves to spend all her time, Daniela.

At first, Daniela saw you as another plaything, someone to flirt with when she was bored.

As soon as you entered the room, Daniela’s eyes were on you as she grinned at you, saying her iconic line. ‘So, you finally came to see me?’.

You were instantly intimidated as she watched you approach a nearby bookshelf and begin dusting it down.

You could feel her eyes on you as you worked, trying to get your tasks done as quickly as possible.

When she approached you, you instantly tensed as she giggled at your reaction, turning you so you were facing her.

You were confused by her actions as she grinned down at you.

She told you that you looked adorable when you were afraid, as she spoke her sharp fangs stuck out slightly as you swallowed dryly.

You could do nothing but remain quiet as she ran a gloved hand down your face, telling you that you should blush more often, for she liked the look on your face.

You wanted to say something but before you could, she giggled as she told you that she’ll be spending plenty of time with you before disappearing into a swarm of flies.

You were left with a mixture of anxiousness and anticipation as you wondered what she meant.

It continued like this for a while, Daniela constantly interrupting your tasks just to see your blushing face every time she cornered you.

Of course, you began to grow used to it until one day, Daniela grew slightly more mischievous than she usually was.

You were trying to rearrange the many books when Daniela appeared behind you, giggling as she roughly pinned you to the corner of two bookshelves.

You were shocked by her strength as she grinned at you, telling you that you looked delectable right now.

You nervously laughed as you looked up at her golden eyes, wondering what she was thinking as she moved even closer to you.

Before you could say anything, she kissed your lips as you immediately froze, being both shocked and excited by the fact that she had kissed you.

Her kiss was slightly on the rough side, her hands finding their place on your hips as she brought you closer to her.

You instinctively wrapped your arms around her neck, enjoying the kiss until she pulled away, giggling at your slight whine.

She told you that you were adorable as she leaned towards your neck, gently licking along it as you gritted your teeth.

After a moment of her inhaling your scent, she took a bite into your neck as you released a sharp gasp.

You allowed her to feed from you as she happily drank your blood, a deep groan coming from her chest as you scraped your nails down her back slightly.

After a few moments, Daniela removed herself from your neck as she smiled down at you, gently running a gloved finger along your bleeding neck.

You were left in a slight daze as she held you tightly, telling you that now you would always be a part of her.

You didn’t mind this fact as you smiled at her, the way she was looking at you let you know that she loved you.

When you smiled at her, she gently kissed your lips again as you both enjoyed this kiss, seeing as it was one filled with lust and love for one another.

Donna Beneviento 🪆

You were assigned to Lady Beneviento’s manor to assist her around the manor.

When you first arrived, you were greeted by numerous dolls and one in particular came running over to you, excitedly welcoming you.

You learned that this doll was called Angie as you greeted the doll back, letting her show you around the manor.

You knew that Donna was a doll maker, so you weren’t surprised by the amount of dolls she had around.

You eventually set yourself off with the task of cleaning the kitchen, making sure everything was neat and tidy for her and Angie.

You were happily cleaning away when you felt a presence behind you, making you turn around only to see a woman stood there in a black dress and a black veil.

Angie was in her arms as you realised that this was Donna, she had finally decided to show herself to you in person.

You greeted her warmly, bowing slightly as she quietly greeted you back, her voice was deep and smooth, you liked it already.

She asked you what you were doing as you explained that you were making sure everything was neat and tidy for her.

She simply nodded and watched you briefly as you returned to cleaning for her.

By the time you were done, it was late as you saw Donna sitting on the sofa, silently sewing some fabrics together.

You assumed she was making something for the dolls as you approached her, asking her if there was anything she wanted you to do next.

Donna simply shook her head as she told you that you had done enough for today and that you could go and rest if you wished to.

You thanked her before Angie guided you to your room.

It was like this for a long time, the only time you actually saw Donna was when she came to eat, needed you to gather her some materials or when she wanted to relax on the sofa for a little while.

However, recently, Donna has been around you more than usual. You didn’t mind, as you quite enjoyed her company when she was around.

You were currently cooking dinner as she joined you in the kitchen, watching as you prepared the pasta for tonight’s dinner.

She was watching you closely as you smiled at her, asking her if she wanted to help, not that you needed help but you wanted to spend some time with her.

She looked to you as she quietly told you that you should add some oil to the pasta, for it makes it come out better.

You smiled as she handed you the oil and watched as you followed her instruction.

When it came to the sauce, Donna helped you out as you both cooked together. You enjoyed Donna’s company as she began to talk more to you throughout the process.

By the time Dinner was ready, Donna was laughing at you as you splashed some of the sauce onto your face.

She gently wiped it off for you, her touch was so gentle, as if she was afraid you might break if she wasn’t careful with you.

You smiled at her kindness as she turned to you, she clearly wanted to say something as you smiled at her.

She eventually asked if you wanted to help her in the garden tomorrow, just you and her.

You agreed as she nodded slightly, despite having her veil on, you could tell she was smiling as you both sat down at the table with your dinner.

You were excited for tomorrow, for you knew Donna was trying to get closer to you.

Mother Miranda 🐦‍⬛

You were just a regular villager within the village and you were completely devoted to Mother Miranda and her ways.

You were a farmer, working to help the village out in these hard times. You were quite oblivious to anything Miranda did because you were completely entranced by her and her god like stature.

When the day came where everyone gathered at the church to hear Mother Miranda’s words, you were at the front as always, watching her in admiration as she spoke to everyone.

She spoke of the state of the village and who she had seen helping around, when she mentioned your name, you instantly got butterflies as you watched her move to the front of the small stage at the front of the church.

She began talking about the offerings which the villagers left her but you were distracted by her movements as you stared in awe.

As you stated, Miranda looked to you as you noticed her icy blue eyes through the golden mask she was wearing.

Something about her gaze left you breathless as you caught a smirk through the gaps in her mask.

You couldn’t look away as she returned to her speech, her voice was so rich and smooth, you loved the sound of it.

When the church gathering was done, you were one of the last to leave as you were at the front.

Just as you were about to leave, Mother Miranda approached you as you immediately stopped to see what she wanted.

Once everyone left, it was just you and Miranda as she looked down at you slightly, telling you that she had been observing you for quite some time now.

You were taken aback by her words as you asked her what she meant, but you were met with a grin as she chuckled slightly.

She told you that you work the hardest out of all the villagers and that your deeds have not gone unnoticed.

She also mentioned that she saw you looking at her from your seat, her eyes were on you as you swallowed dryly.

You apologised as she waved you off, telling you not to apologise, for she enjoys the attention.

You smiled nervously as she spread her wings, revealing her prestine robes and headpiece as she told you that she wants to see you more often, for you deserve a reward.

You nod in agreement as she tells you to meet her at the church tomorrow at noon. She added that she expects you to be on time before letting you return home.

For the next few weeks, you continued to meet with Mother Miranda more frequently, you actually enjoyed her company.

It seemed she enjoyed yours too, as she had begun to laugh more and open up a bit more to you.

Today however, she had asked you to meet her at the central statue near the graveyard, the quietest part of the village.

When you met with her, she greeted you as you went to her side and asked her why you were here.

Miranda sighed slightly as she told you that she had something to show you, gesturing for you to follow her.

You followed her over towards a certain grave as she stopped in front of it, looking to you as you joined her at her side.

She told you that this grave was very important to her, for this was her daughter’s grave, Eva.

When she explained that she’s been trying to get Eva back for many years now, you felt your heart break as you looked to her.

You told her that you understood her pain, for you had lost your family too. You added that you want to help her bring Eva back, for she was important to you.

Miranda thanked you for your words, asking you if you were certain about helping her, for it would mean you would have to abandon your farming life and be by her side, working to revive Eva.

You nodded as you boldly reached out and took hold of her hand, telling her that you wanted to help her.

When she felt you hold her hand, she looked to your hands, which were intertwined before a small chuckle came from her.

She slowly reached up with her free hand, removing her iconic golden mask for the first time in front of you.

She spread her wings once more too as you looked at her face for the first time in your life.

You were amazed by her beauty, her icy blue eyes were on you as you admired her pale skin, her long blonde hair and her light pink lips which looked Devine in the light of the village.

As you stared at her in awe, she turned to face you properly as she placed a taloned hand on your cheek, making you look to her as you gulped slightly.

She moved her thumb to your lips as she looked at you, something in her eyes told you that she truly wanted your help.

Without a word spoken, she pressed her lips against yours as you immediately melted into her kiss.

Her lips were Devine, so soft and warm as you felt her arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer as your arms wrapped around her neck.

You felt her wings encase you both as you parted, Miranda smiling down at you as you smiled dreamily at her.

You finally had the woman of your dreams, you felt so lucky.

[naturesapphic]

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

Reincarnated

Lady dimitrescu x fem!reader

Warnings: little bit of angst, cussing, fluff

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

- you were one of the survivors

- the ambulance and cops were surrounding the whole area

- you were in and out of consciousness

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

- they were absolutely ecstatic and were so happy

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

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

A/n: sorry anon that this took so long but I hope you enjoyed it and I hope the rest of y’all enjoy it too! Requests are still open for all of my characters including of course Rhea ripley/Demi Bennett. I have my own buy me a coffee page! You can give me a dollar and it will help. I also have some different commission types I will do so here's my page to look into it :) https://www.buymeacoffee.com/naturesapphic Requests are open for yeehaw!wanda, country!wanda, and any other southern variants of Wanda or Natasha! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y'all!

[muffinsin]

Hey! I’ve been a big fan of your blog for a few months and to be honest, you’re really one of the only person left writing high quality prompts, thanks!

I was wondering how the Dimitrescu Daughters would react discovering Just Dance? Thanks!

Hey, hon :) Oh?- I’m honored🙇‍♀️! I’m happy whenever I see someone liking my works :)

Let’s get into it🙌✍️

Masterlists

Bela

When more modern things are brought to the castle from the outside, Bela feels a little…conflicted

Sure, she’s curious

She wants to try them out, even finds some are perfect to put in a locked room with her little sisters to ensure they’re busy for a few hours and can’t cause her trouble

But, much like Alcina, Bela isn’t overly happy about all the noise they make

Headphones or low volume is a must

Now, to be fair, her first impression of just dance hasn’t been the best

After all, Daniela had woken her grumpy sister in the middle of the night to show her the discovery she’s made

Something Bela was less than enthusiastic to look at right then

At this time, she found the flashing lights and music from Just Dance nothing but irritating

When her sisters play Just Dance, Bela doesn’t join in

She likes to tell them she’s better than that, “too intelligent” to jump up and down in front of a screen. They simply think she “has a stick up her ass”, as they phrase it

And while Bela never quite enjoys Just Dance, she does give it a chance some night

When she can’t sleep and the entire castle is empty

She tries it on her own, the volume low, her movement somewhat untrained and sluggish

She’s absolutely the type of player to barely move and get a perfect score, still

Despite this, Bela remains somewhat unmoved, uninterested even, at Just Dance, and most things from the modern world

She just doesn’t get any thrill from it, only finds it mildly entertaining

Still, she will keep on choosing a good book or craft over it

Cassandra

As something from the outside, Just Dance immediately piques Cassandra’s attention

She doesn’t recognize it, finds all sons and dances so strange

So; modern?

So much louder and faster than the classical music played around the castle

She likes some of it quite a lot, others she finds purely annoying

When trying out the game with her sister, she nearly dies of laughter at Daniela’s jumping up and down

Like her sister, Cassandra won’t be the type to move about a lot

She’s mostly in it for the music, really, not being a big dancer herself

While Daniela actively tries, she usually just moves slightly

Or, even often, she merely sits polishing her sickle, humming along when a song plays she’s familiar with

Sometimes, she indulges her little sister and actively plays, moving here and there

Sometimes, this even has her win

Yet when Daniela gets higher scores, she usually resorts to…different methods in order to win

Those being to shove her little sister away to allow her to catch up on her score

Or, occasionally, to simply subtly close the application and shrug when her sister turns to her, confused

“Modern world things, really, so very unreliable”

Daniela

All new things from the outside are interesting to her

She’s thrilled and excited to try new things

This is no different

The moment Just Dance is set up, Daniela wants to try it out

Still, upon discovering the app, she finds: she doesn’t want to do this alone!

Only does the castle offer far too little friends

Especially Daniela finds it hard to make friends

But, who needs friends when you have sisters?

Waking up her eldest sister, she tries to get Bela to join her first

Only does she prove less than cooperative, sadly

And even during the day, Bela hardly joins in on the fun, only scowls and occasionally has Daniela drink something when she’s been moving and swarming around happily for some time

Cassandra is but a slight improvement to that

While not being as boring as Bela, she’s far less active than Daniela, too

Unlike them, she actively tries hard to win

She whines whenever they do, swarming off to Alcina to complain about how unfair they are and how very broken the game is

When she wins, though, she wears a bright smile for the rest of the day

[fantasy-relax]

Hey I really love your other stories 💗

Would you mind writing a fic to this point that was on your list?

Alcina x fem Reader, omegaverse and reincarnation, biological daughters: Alcina in an arranged marriage, Alcina showing exactly where Cassandra gets her stubbornness in SADO, regrets and second chances.

Thank you 🥹🫂

I would put these two together.

This is the plot that i was thinking about:

Alcina is an Beta traveling with pal boys a living as a musician, until her parents ordered her to come back home as they found someone to marry her.

Reader is an alpha and the runt of 'his' pack, that actually is a woman passing as a man. She doesn't want to get married but is the only way to escape her family, also she is happy that her wife is Alcina as she has always admired her from afar.

While both are using each other for their own benefit, Alcina hates alphas in general and the reader loves/ admire her, most of the time alpha goes outside to deal with her Ruts as her instincts tell her to care for her mate but her mate hates her and tell her to stay away.

One day the owner of the castle dies and nobody of Alcina family wanted it as it was pretty much falling apart so she takes it.

Alcina is a smart woman and reader not mind following her lead so they repair the most important areas and start a wine business.

Alcina wants to have children and is the only reason she would sleep with alpha, but the illness she has made it dangerous for her to get pregnant and Alpha doesn't want to take the risk so outside of their wedding night sex between them is non-existent.

Alcina messes around with the maids and alpha lets her even if it breaks her heart, some of the maids try seducing Alpha but are rejected.

Alcina's illness gets worse but luckily there is a doctor in the village that is studying an alternative method of healing.

Alcina gets her cadou, it is painful but she gets better slowly, she gets stronger and has more stamina. As far she knows the side effects are that her appetite is bigger and her skin is paler even if she feels better.

The worst side effect in her opinion is that she goes through a second presentation and for her good luck she presents as Omega. Her instinct is the same with a few differences, she absolutely despises how now she has a soft spot for the alpha. She hates her Heat but after the three days pass and she is still suffering she lets Alpha help her.

A few months later Surprise Bela is on her way!

Alpha is stressed the whole pregnancy but Dr Miranda says that the mother and baby are healthy, Alcina omega is thrilled by the care of alpha but Alcina still is bitch to her.

The day comes and Bela is a healthy baby, Alcina cries a lot and will growl at Alpha every time she is close to her pup, alpha has to sneak at night to pass a few minutes with her daughter the problem is that she is a mommy girl and will cry if she wakes up and Alcina isn't around, so alpha has to be careful when she scents her as luckily the omega allow that the pup have her sire scent, even so if she wakes up is on sight.

Bela is just six months old when Alcina gets pregnant again, and Alpha is absolutely stressed while Dr Miranda and Alcina are delighted.

Bela is one year and three months old when Cassandra is born.

Just in time that Cassie is born the business gets bigger and Alcina found some business partners that knew her from her time as Lady D, the bad side is that she needs to travel a lot. Reluctantly she lets Alpha on charge of their pups, Bela cries every single second of the day because she misses her mama and Cassandra is picky with food and follows her sister in missing her mama.

Alpha is suffering but is doing her best, she makes a nest from Alcina clothes to calm Bela; after hitting her face on the door she learns that her 'pain'/reactions make Cassandra laugh so she makes a whole show of 'injuring' herself to make her happy.

When Alcina comes back, is to a happy mate and pups that missed her so much, she has been so stressed thinking about her pups that she picks them in the moment she sees them and like always Alpha is vetted from her room, but just for a few minutes because Cassie wants to cuddle with her Ma too, so Alcina reluctantly lets alpha inside her nest. ( Her disgust is overwhelmed by the sheer happiness and satisfaction of her Omega which ironically makes her angry)

Bela is two and two months old, Cassandra is about to be a year old when Alcina is pregnant again, Alpha is resigned.

Daniela would cry if she was let alone, she wanted to be held every second of the day.

After two months of Daniela's birth, Alcina's hunger grew as well as her body, her growing pains were so horrible that she needed to stay in bed for a long time. She worked in her bed and put on her best face when the girls visited her.

Then one day she killed one maid, shocked by her actions she contacted Dr Miranda, she left the castle and stayed with her until she learned to control herself.

Bela was five, Cassandra was almost four and Daniela was two when they were killed by a raid planned by Alcina's family during a heavy winter.

Alpha was heavily injured and after Alcina slaughters everyone she kills her too.

Miranda implants the cadou on the dead body of the girls.

And that is the first life!

[cretaceousquake]

One shot -

Responsibility - montherly!Alcina Dimitrescu x Reader

A/n idk if these are any good but I am having fun with them so who cares (I take requests)

Summary - sometimes you really need to think about yourself in the situation, you mother and sisters have to remind you of that

Being the oldest child had its perks. You were given the most say in important decisions, and the first pick on new weapons. But it also had its down sides, one being that you were responsible for your three younger sisters. Your mother expected you to take care of them, and be the most mature in every situation. You loved them of course, but you got frustrated with them sometimes, this was one of those times. Daniela had brought a maiden down to the basement to drain her and you were supposed to be watching her, it was her first time draining and not just killing and you were expected to teach her. However, you had made a deal to play with cassandra that day and completely forgot. Of course Daniela didn’t come to get you, being determined that she was old enough to do this on her own. 

That is what led you to where you were now, freezing your ass off and attempting to close the window while Bela chased the maiden who escaped down. Your mother had heard the commotion from her study and you could hear the clicking of heels get closer by the second. “ Y/n, what is the meaning of this!?” you hear your mother's voice shout from behind you as you finally seal the window with boards. 

“Mother, I am so sorry! I was playing with Cass and lost track of time, then Daniela attempted to drain the maiden by herself.” You explained. Your mother gave you a frustrated sigh and an aggravated look

“ You need to be more responsible Y/n, you could have gotten one of you killed. I expected better of you.” Your mother lectured, you looked down in shame and anger. You were always responsible, but every time they made a mistake you were yelled at for it. You gave a simple ‘yes mother’ before going off to find the maiden.

The maiden was found and dealt with in no time by you and bela almost silently. You had wanted to berate Daniela, to tell her all the things she had done wrong and how it affected you, but you were too tired. Winter had been rough, with very little to hunt and eat, and you were all dependent on your mother because of the cold. This meant that you had to start draining maids, as you were currently doing, but you had always let your sisters have their fill of the food first and eating whatever they leave behind. Your mother suspects this behavior stems from your life when you were mortal, but you have no recollection of that time so it will never be truly explained. This habit also means a lot of the time, you don’t get to eat. Your body couldn’t starve like you could when you were mortal, it could only get so hungry before you turned feral and got your food one way or another. 

That was almost where you were while you were draining the maiden, the smell of blood had you fighting to stay yourself. Bela could see something about you was off, you weren’t your normal sarcastic but protective and sweet self. This energy followed you out to the dinner table, leaving your mother and sisters to look at you strangely. Your mother is the first to speak up about it. “Y/n, you seem…. Tired. Are you feeling alright?” You only find it in yourself to give a small nod and mumble confirmations under your breath. Your mother doesn't press you on it but has her suspicions on why you are acting this way. 

She watches as you let your sisters eat all of the flesh and blood she has gathered for you. You wait patiently, watching her other daughters finish the food with smiles on their faces. She sees you crack a small grin at the sight of your sisters, an infectious thing she figures out when it slowly creeps onto her face as well. She notices your smile falter as you excuse yourself and head to your chambers. Your mother makes a mental note to come talk to you after she finishes her work in her study. 

Meanwhile, you sit in your room curled up at the foot of your bed. You have been fighting your own body for control since the minute you entered your chambers. You knew that not eating today would send you over the edge but you didn’t really care. No matter how hungry or frustrated you got with them, you would always protect your little sisters. 

You remember the first time you saw them on the tables next to you. You had only been awake a couple of days but you had learned so much from your mother. She told you of your new existence and showed you how to hunt. You felt a large, warm hand on your back and turned to see your mother smiling over your shoulder. “ These are your sisters. They will need our help to grasp their new existence. I need you to show them how to be a Dimitrescu.” You had nodded to her, promising to be the best big sister you could be right as bela opened her eyes. 

You smile when you remember this, you had had this burning determination to protect them from the moment they opened their eyes, one harsh winter was not going to stop you. What you didn’t realize was that you had finally lost control and your rational mind was slowly fading. Your body acted on its own in a flash of flies, searching for the nearest maid. However, by this time the maids had all gone to sleep in the help quarters at the far end of the castle, meaning that it was Daniela who found you. 

She looked at you with a confused expression, racking her brain on how one of them could possibly have looked like you at that moment. You were paler than you normally were, with large bags under your eyes and your eyes themselves glossy. You looked like her when she finds a snack after a long day. Then it hit her, you haden't been eating. You had gotten like this once, but your mother had brought you out of it. She needed to get you to mother. “ Y/n, mother said she wanted to see you in her study.” don’t even look like you could hear her. Normally you would have immediately swarmed off to your mother but you just stood there staring like you didn’t hear her. She reached forward carefully to grab you, only to be pushed to the ground. In your haze you thought she was attempting to attack you. 

You both roll around on the ground for a while, she was only looking to restrain and pacify you with every movement, but it looked to be that you genuinely wanted her dead. She eventually escaped your grip and ran, booking it to your mothers study only to come to a stop when your other two sisters turned a corner. You look at them the way you looked at your youngest sister and they both immediately know what's going on. Bela yells at Daniela to go get your mother while Cassandra restrains your arms. You thrash wildly in her grip, making it difficult to hold you down, the brunette only barely managing it. Bela approaches, getting down to look you in the eyes as you growl and bite at her. “ Y/n, it's us, your sisters. Don’t you remember Cassie and I?”

 Bela puts a hand on your cheek and you calm slightly before you hear a door open and a large, imposing figure that you can’t quite place stalks toward you with familiarity. The tall person picks you up by your hood as you thrash and grunt once more. “ such ferocity, little one. I do wish you were just a bit more selfish so you wouldn’t get like this." The voice of the figure instantly puts you at ease, placating you long enough for you to notice the fresh body in her hands. She sets you down and slides the fresh carcass over, watching your eyes light up. You dig into the body like a starved wolf, ripping chucks with your bare hands and covering your mouth and clothes with a thick layer of blood and guts. 

You mother inches closer, and you let her, not fighting at all when she pulls you into her lap. She strokes your hair as your sister gather round. Your ferocity is slowly fading to regret as you realize what you have done. You attacked your sisters and eaten a whole body by yourself. Shame flashes across your face as you hear your mother tut “ Surely that frown is not for us child, you have done nothing to us.” You can feel tears peek in the corners of your eyes, you definitely did do wrong by them and they refuse to see it. 

“ I attacked my sister's momma, I could have hurt them.” your voice is breaking as you speak. You have failed as a protector.

“ Your only crime was not telling us just how hungry you really were. I wish you had just an ounce of self preservation in your body darling.” Your mother chuckles. You frown further at the joke, but calm when your mother pulls you closer to indicate that she really means it and you are not going to be lectured this once. You can only find the strength to curl into her, your body having been spent on your quest for food. “ Rest now child, your sisters and I will watch over you.” You find solace in that statement, drifting off comfortably in your mothers arms. 

[g-kat423]

Random question time!Favorite Alcina headcanon?What would you have picked for your ideal re8 DLC?Any headcanons for the daughters? ps hope you are able to overcome your writer’s block, but no pressure!

Hey thanks! It’s been so long since I’ve gotten actual questions. Granted, I’ve mostly had my ask box off.

Hmmm, I wouldn’t say it’s a favorite headcanon because I’m not really sure what to pick, but one headcanon I firmly stick by is that Alcina (in a canon compliant universe) never wanted children. I’ve seen a few variations floating around that I’ve disliked. One being that she wanted children, but physically couldn’t have them. Another about her not having any children because she was a lesbian. Then of course the one that she had 3 daughters named Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela who died so she named her new daughters after them. Either way, all of those headcanons end with her current daughters fulfilling this lifelong dream of being a mother. I cannot see canon Alcina wanting to be a mother at all. Alcina feeling that bond between herself and the girls was a surprise to her. I’m sure them being adults had a lot to do with that, perhaps for the companionship and her need to control. She stresses the importance of their obedience.

Spoilers for my fic The Fall of the House of Dimitrescu. There’s a reason why I did what I did with Alcina’s backstory. I hated that people assumed she wanted children and couldn’t have them so not only did I make her capable of having a baby, I had her kill it. It wasn’t with malicious intent considering the context of the situation and her not being the villain we know her to be just yet, but she was relieved.

My ideal DLC would have been the lords each having their own section dedicated to showing how they’d normally operate prior to the events of village. I cannot remember the blog, but I reblogged their art post where they literally had the perfect idea for each lord’s DLC. I wish that we had gotten what the Baker family got for re7. Re7 was loaded with DLC including the goofy ass Jack’s Birthday one, but it was fun. I wish we could have gotten something like the banned footage DLCs.

As for the daughters, god, I’ll admit I don’t give them as much thought as I do Alcina. Everything I’ve written about them (within a canon universe, not Something Sweet since that’s a complete overhaul with major changes) has mostly been based on what we see in game. I should probably put more thought into who they were when they were actually living. I don’t think they remember it or maybe they don’t want to. I always think about the fact that Alcina picked names for them so their names clearly weren’t Bela, Cassandra, or Daniela. Kind of freaky if you think about it because imagine they do retain their memories and personalities prior to their rebirth and then this strange woman who watched them die and be devoured by flies is telling them they have new names. Like, basically just brainwashing them into being what she would want out of adult daughters.

Also, thank you. I hope so too. I think I just fear what’s in my head not turning out how I want on paper, or document rather, and it’s psyching me out of writing at all.

[neos-schlond-poofa]

Resident Lover x Ethel Cain I

Which song fits each RL Character the best, and why? Only featuring songs from Preacher's Daughter; any other Ethel Cain albums and EPs will be in another post if I feel like it. And also, you don't need to know any Ethel Cain lore to get this post.

BELA DIMITRESCU: Sun Bleached Flies

Listening to the choir, so heartfelt, all singing God loves you, but not enough to save you

A song about one making peace with their fate; not so fitting for Bela, is it? The one love interest who never stops fighting for MC?

But what if the she's accepted that her fate is fight for MC. Her fate is to always be there for them, even when the universe tries to tear them apart, even when everything is utterly terrible. And all throughout the song, it is clear that what Ethel wants is just her lover back, just as Bela hopes to have a wonderful life with MC without the fear of Miranda ruining it all.

I'm still praying for that house in Nebraska By the highway, out on the edge of town

CASSANDRA DIMITRESCU: Gibson Girl

You wanna love me right now You wanna get alone with me

Arguably the hardest character to assign a song to, Cassandra is the Gibson Girl not due to the specific lyrical nature of the song, but the interpretation others have from it when listening to it without knowing its full story.

Those who don't know the story of Preacher's Daughter just believe this is a song about being hot and sexy and getting around. Just as some believe that is all there is to Cassandra. But truthfully, Gibson Girl is a dark song hidden behind the sound, with so much more to be read into than just "this song makes me feel so good." And like the song, there is so much more to Cass than just her looks and her relationships... she's her own character going through her own things who doesn't just want these small flings, she wants a relationship, she wants someone to love her.

Then I would show you something You can never have

DANIELA DIMITRESCU: Strangers

I tried to be good Am I no good?

The forgotten sister who just wants to the best version of herself as she can. The one who wants to please everyone even when she doesn't know how to. The one who has so much expectations put onto her.

This song, similar to Cassandra's, is a bit of a stretch, but I'm not basing it directly off the story, am I? Dani is Strangers as even in her darkest moments, she cares for others, even the ones who haven't been the best to her or the ones she has complex relationships with. It's as simple as that.

Found you just to tell you that I made it real far And that I never blamed you for loving me the way that you did

ALCINA DIMITRESCU: Televangelism

You see, this is hard, because there are no lyrics, so it really messes up the layout. However, I don't need lyrics for this. This song is all about Ethel's journey to the afterlife and her acceptance of such. And for Alcina, is appears she has just accepted her life to being one of Miranda's tools for getting MC back. She barely fights for herself or her daughters unless the player pushes for it.

ANGIE BENEVIENTO: American Teenager

Head full of whiskey but I always deliver Jesus, if you're listening let me handle my liquor

I promise I didn't just pick this song because of its mentions of alcohol. But Angie, out of all the members of the cast, is the most similar to American Teenager, even if she isn't American. Angie wants to have fun, she lives an idealized life where she parties every day and has little to worry about. Out of all the songs on the album, this is the happiest sounding one, but just like Angie, there are somber undertones to it.

Angie's life really isn't ideal. She's a doll. She can't go anywhere far or she will basically die in a weird, non-permanent way. Her life isn't all that great, and neither is the place that she lives in. Just as Ethel grew up with an amazing view of the world, only to realize it's not great and had been glamorized.

It's just not my year But I'm all good out here

DONNA BENEVIENTO: House in Nebraska

We had nothing except each other You were my whole world

A torch song. Fitting for Donna, who has gone through multiple timelines where her love is unrequited after a previous one where she experienced the happiest moments of her life.

At the core of this song is truly a sense of longing. Ethel misses her lover who left her before the events of the album. Time has passed, yet she can not accept that he is gone. As for Donna, years could have passed since her time with yet MC, yet she still loves them. She almost always remembers what they had and what they didn't. The pain both of them went through, but the love they still had for each other afterwards. The nights they had in the flower shop and the mornings they had waking each other up with kisses. And yet, it's gone. And Donna will never truly have that back due to the loop. She will never have her love. The person that helped her with her mental health and allowed for her to become an even braver person than she ever would've been before.

She's alone without MC. She has Angie, of course, but that's her niece. As for the Dimitrescu sisters, she isn't that close to them as she is with Angie, and Bela, with whom Donna has the closest relationship with out of them, will forever lose her trust in Donna. Alcina and Miranda aren't that great figures in her life either; MC was her light, and it was taken away from her. She understands she doesn't own MC, but she still wants them. She loves them so much and hates the thought of them being gone. But ultimately, she has to accept that there is no happy ending with MC.

But God, I just hope you're doing fine out there I just pray that you're all right

MOTHER MIRANDA: Ptolemaea

Heard you, saw you, felt you, gave you Need you, love you, love you, love you

Miranda is not a good person. In this case, she is not Ethel in the song. Ethel can easily be viewed as any other character in the game. Instead, Miranda is the haunting voice of Ethel's murderer. And while Miranda does not murder everyone in the game, she does ruin their lives for her own sake.

Miranda is the figure that harms everyone else. She manipulates them and makes sure none of them gets their happy ending with MC. She owns MC and she loves the idea of having a relationship with MC. Miranda has done so many terrible things just to have MC, who will truly never be in a happy relationship with Miranda. MC had no choice in what would happen to them, they have no choice in being in a relationship with Miranda, as even though they "choose" Miranda in her route, that is only after countless resets by Miranda to get MC for herself.

Run then, child You can't hide from me forever

MIA WINTERS: August Underground

Another song that ruins the layout. Mia might seem a bit of an odd choice to be included, but she is just as important as the other characters. However, that doesn't mean I have a good reasoning for her being this song. It's just an ominous, creepy song that matches up with Mia being crazy.

MC: Thoroughfare

And you said, "Hey, do you wanna see the west with me? 'Cause love's out there and I can't leave it be"

A long song dedicated to Ethel falling love with her ultimately doomed lover. What could be more fitting for MC? After all, to be loved by MC is to be doomed by the narrative. And that includes for MC.

MC will have the most passionate romances imaginable, but they mean nothing. They will always be taken away from them or end terribly, such as being murdered by their lover or watching them just leave for someone else. MC never even intends to fall in love, just as Ethel didn't mean to fall in love here, but they both did. And it seemed so amazing for the both of them. Just a wonderful moment of bliss that didn't last long.

'Cause in your pickup truck with all of your dumb luck Is the only place I think I'd ever wanna be

[caitlynmeow]

Since you did Bela, can you do the the two remaining sisters for your prompt ?

Give me a character and I will answer:

Why I like them:

Daniela is the baby of the family and it shows because she's such a brat who doesn't listen to anything or anyone she has no problems arguing with Bela right in front of their mother because she knows that Alcina is not going to say anything about it. She's also different from her sisters and I think this is really what gives her that distinctive personality and you can't just not love that, you know? Like, the girls are vicious hunters and Daniela especially has little impulse control (slashing that maid's face with a knife just because) but she's actually more tame and the weakest hunter out of the three. She has her own hobbies, she'd much rather be reading or looking after her flowers (she takes that very seriously) than go out and hunt. It made her weaker, which is why Alcina locked her up in the library to protect her because while she dotes on her youngest, she knows when things are about to get serious and that's when mama gets all protective. Cassandra- I love how fucking dramatic she is???? Waving that handkerchief is what did it for me I just knew this one is different and I was right. She's a brat, but unlike Daniela she doesn't keep to herself. Bela is appalled by the mess Cassandra caused in the cellars because this is just her brand. Chasing Ethan around going all "rawr" and literally just messing with him? Pure gold. I also live how her dramatic ass makes her flies scream when her mother is nearby just so that Alcina can make an entrance. You can easily tell she's a handful and the fact that their mother chose her to team up with tells you a lot. Alcina literally just lets her play and have fun, but she gets all serious and scolds her when it's needed. Idk but honestly Cassandra is the one who's closest to Alcina and she lives for the drama.

Why I don’t:

Doesn't apply. They're adorable cinnamon rolls who did nothing wrong their whole lives.

Favorite episode (scene if movie):

I loved Daniela arguing with Bela the most because yes this is obviously the baby and she's not afraid to run her mouth.

My favorite is how excited Cassandra gets when her mother is around like girlie is just beaming and literally just bouncing in excitement???? So precious.

Favorite season/movie:

Long live Castle Dimitrescu.

Favorite line:

Daniela: "Ugh! Ow, so mean!" Cassandra: "Look forward to what mother has in store for you."

Favorite outfit:

I think Daniela would rock any crop top. Cassandra in any type of skinny jeans is just too hot for us mortals to handle.

Head Canon

Daniela:

1- She loves her sisters!! She argues with them a lot, and she always feels like they don't take her seriously but she cannot imagine living without them. 2- Despite her personality, she actually doesn't like anything related to horror and gets scared easily. 3- She has an innocent mindset. She doesn't always assume the worst about people, often taking their word at face value which can end her in bad situations because she does fall for these things (its also because she's eager to help) 4- She admires her mother greatly, hoping that one day she can grow up and be just as pretty. 5- She loves pranks and practical jokes! She pulls them on anybody, doesn't matter if its a family member or a staff member. Bored Daniela is going to have her fun one way or another.

Cassandra:

1- She loves souvenirs! Like whether in game or any AU, she's the one who just loves to have a reminder. In the game she literally says that, and she often keeps hair and nails of her victims because hey why not, you know? I think she'd be the same in modern AU like any place they visit Cass is the one raiding these souvenir shops buying heaps of things she doesn't really need. 2- Cassandra is sensitive! And ironically, she's the one who is more guarded (esp with her feelings) so it's not easy to tell. But those who really know her know exactly her fragile her emotions are. 3- She is possessive. What's hers is hers and girlie doesn't like to share anything. 4- She gives off left-handed energy so I will confidently say that she's left handed. 5- She is a big introvert!! She prefers keeping to herself and recharging her social battery at home as opposed to being out all the time. Despite her wild chaotic energy, Cassandra needs her quiet time to find her balance again.

Unpopular opinion:

Daniela actually has more self preservation instincts than her sisters. She's the only sister who runs into hiding when the window is open because she knows she can't fight like that. So she does the right thing (unlike her sisters who just charge in not caring that they're freezing to death) So I really think she's the more sensible one who actually thinks before acting. Cassandra: She-- How do I say this, she enjoys being part of a family? With her especially, she's never alone. Alcina is literally with her, and she talks about calling Bela and she even call out to her sisters. I think this goes back to her being more sensitive which means she's more emotional than the others and really holds her family dear. She's always talking about them and being with them. She literally was never alone during the castle section like Alcina knows which daughter constantly needs her presence and we can all see that. It's just that Cassandra is actually a huge family person but she's good at hiding so only her mom and sisters know about it.

A wish:

;w; can we pls get a dlc with their lives in the castle before Ethan happened.

An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen:

Nope, been there done that. They still live in my heart though. Canon? I don't know her.

5 words to best describe them:

Daniela: funny - smart - resourceful - spoiled - quick to anger Cassandra: drama queen - sentimental - hunter - sassy - mama's girl

My nickname for them:

Daniela: Dani- baby Cassandra: Cass - Cassie

[unstabledreamparty]

Hi!!!😛😛😛 my name is Angsty Anon😛 and I am a very angsty soul 🧐

I was wondering if I could request a Alcina x masc reader YN who is very stubborn and has an “I don’t need anyone to take care of me”attitude that gets sick? Reeder wakes up and feels really sick, but doesn’t want to bother Alcina’s because they know she’s busy with work so they go to do their daily tasks with a fever of 103, shakes and chills, and they pass out while working as like the groundskeeper, landscaper, or custodian, whatever.

Basically, just Alsina, taking care of a reader, who feels very bad that they are sick and doesn’t want to burden in Alcina, but Alcina is very protective of them.

Ooh 😮 I love it!

“Darling, your sick. You should stay in bed for the time being, until you get better.” You looked at Alcina and scoffed “I should be ok, I can still walk. If I can still walk, then I can still work.” Alcina knew you were going to be stubborn, it’s how you were. “Darling, you have a fever of 103! You are going to overwork yourself and make your fever worse!” Alcina tried everything to get you to stay in bed, but you still ended up doing your chores. “Cassandra!” Alcina was a little bit upset with you working with a fever, so she had to take extra precaution. “Yes, mother?” Cassandra knew something was wrong, she saw you working the grounds shaking like a leaf, and your heartbeat was a little bit to fast for her liking. “I want you to watch [name], they are incredibly sick and they refuse to lay down!” ‘Ooh… so that’s what it was!’ Cassandra nodded “I will tell the others. Is that all you needed to tell me, mother?” Alcina shook her head “no, dear, you may go back to your chores.” Cassandra left in a hurry to go find you, she was afraid of you over working yourself.

The three girls watched you very closely, scared something may happen. “They don’t look that sick.” Bela said while picking up a rose and tearing off the petals “I mean, they are shaking.” Cassandra said while watching you, almost intrigued “and their heartbeat is quite fast.” The final one said while listening to your heartbeat, scared it’s going to stop at any moment.

You were starting to feel tired, but you kept going. You had to get these chores done! You only have 2 more to do, you can’t give up now! But… it’s hard to resist the urge to fall asleep now… you couldn’t help but notice how everything was spinning, the roses were spinning, the castle was spinning, hell, even your hands were spinning! What’s going on..? Your legs started giving out on you, and before you know it, your on the floor. Possibly lifeless. That’s how it looked to the three girls anyway…

“Holy shit!” Daniela yelled as she ran over to you “oh my god, what happened?!” Cassandra said as she turned around from whatever she occupied herself with “I’m going to go get mother! I will be right back, and make sure they are not dead!” Bela said while teleporting away and coming back with the lady of the castle. “[name]? Darling?!” Once alcina got outside she blew a fuse, “darling, I told you! Why don’t you ever listen to me?” She said while she picked you up and took you to the bedroom

You woke up hours later to a wet cloth on your forehead and with a cup of water on your bedside table. “Wha?-“ you tried to get up, but was pushed down gently “sweetheart, lay back down. You need rest.” You looked at her confused “I was working the grounds…. What happened?” Alcina looked at you “you passed out, darling and your going to take medicine and stay in bed unless you need to go to the bathroom, but other than that your are not getting out of this bed!” You looked at her, what was her problem? “I don’t need you taking care of me, I can handle it myself!” You protested, even though you knew that you couldn’t do it all by yourself, you hated getting sick. “Well it sure doesn’t look like it, you looked dead when I walked onto the grounds! Now take the medicine and go to bed.” You didn’t want to argue with her so you took the medicine and feel asleep, hoping you would get better.

I’m so sorry for the delay! I got really busy! Anyway, please request anything, and I mean, anything! And please tell me if there is any mistakes! I will gladly fix them!

-Alex/clown:)

[littlelesbinonny]

The Devil’s Den

Chapter 12: In Which Bridges Are Crossed

You can read this also on Ao3 at:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/46831621/chapters/117962293

The sunrise was pouring its way painstakingly slow over the horizon.

Alcina was watching from the top of the church, sitting comfortably on the stone ledge of the chimney. She loved it up here.

Rarely did she do this anymore, but she needed to see the glimpse of sunrise. Even if it hurt.

She had left you in bed fast asleep. Precious, wise and mysterious as an ancient Fae. She had held you for the last several hours of your night together, content to just have you within her arms in silence. The two of you had begun an unspoken understanding of each other tonight, and for some reason Alcina knew you wholly understood everything.

She had grown weary of questioning things when it came to you, so she simply accepted whatever was to come at this point.

The desire was real. The connection, strong. The compatibility, undeniable.

The danger, looming somewhere in the fabric of time.

Alcina could feel the pain of the sunrise pressing on every bone in her body as the light spilled over the horizon. Her eyes squinted at the growing glow of pale yellow.

It was so beautiful.

Like you.

With one last pause, Alcina quickly made her way off the roof and into the church, down the empty corridors and to the underground city.

Bela was waiting for her as she entered the manor.

Alcina unzipped her merlot leather jacket and draped it over her arm, running her long fingers through her ebony locks, ruffling them as she breathed a sigh of comfort being home and unbothered.

Kind of.

"Mother," Bela said quietly, meeting her in the foyer from the adjacent living room, "it's sunrise. Please tell me you were underground before daybreak."

Not again.

She took another steadying breath, eyed Bela and outstretched an arm to her daughter, bringing her in to kiss her forehead.

"I was."

Bela knew that was a straight up lie and followed her mother to her bedroom. She didn't try to close the door on her so Bela took the initiative to allow herself in, closing it behind her.

"Where are your sisters?" Alcina asked softly as she began to dress down, blatantly ignoring the pending barrage of questions Bela surely had in store.

Folding her arms, calculating how to approach this, Bela leaned against the large bedpost, "Asleep," she answered steadily.

"Mamă, trebuie să vorbim," she tried, "Donna a venit la mine azi. Salvatore te urmărește, te urmărește." (Mother, we need to speak. Donna came to me today, Salvatore has been following you, watching you.)

Halfway through unzipping her boots, Alcina hardly flinched at what Bela had said; knowing deep down he had been even though she wanted to blissfully wish he hadn't. Still, she had to blow this off. Had to buy her own lie.

"Și? Ce înseamnă asta?" she replied flatly, rising off the vanity bench, boots in hand as she waltzed to the closet. (And? This means what?)

Bela's huff was loud.

"Te hranesti cu ea?" she asked just as flatly, knowing this beat-around-the-bush shit rarely worked with her mother. (Are you feeding from her?)

There was nothing but the muffled sounds of hangers being moved about coming from inside the closet. Bela waited patiently as she could.

Alcina eventually appeared, now donned in a black satin night gown and matching robe. She flaunted an unbothered facade but Bela knew better, which she knew.

"Mamă..."

"No, Bela, I'm not."

"Are you lying?"

She turned sharply on her heels and caught her daughters gaze, doused in impatient curiosity and worry. Alcina pushed aside her anger and approached her, placed her hands lovingly on her shoulders, tangling a finger in her blonde hair.

"Draga, it's the truth. I'm not."

"But you are seeing her."

Of course, that was no question. Alcina knew her girls knew. Of course they knew. She didn't raise fools. No, her daughters were as smart as they were beautiful. Sometimes, she wished they weren't.

"Bela - "

"Mother, I'm not here to tell you to stop, or to give her up, but I am scared for you," her face turned deep, somber, "I'm scared of what he's saying to Mother Miranda, I'm scared she'll listen, I'm scared Donna won't have any sway, I'm scared... I don't want to lose you. Not again."

Alcina's heart cracked.

Pulling Bela into her tight embrace, the thoughts she spoke tumbled around in her head recklessly. Alcina had been fearing the same things for weeks. Running from them. Good at it as she was, it didn't make it go away. Didn't expunge it from her daughters' thoughts, or remove the danger that was very, very real.

Slumber was not allowed near her, let alone begin a battle to win. Alcina was silently emersed in a bog of heaven and hell.

She had forced Bela to go to her chambers and rest. Telling her everything would unfold in time, to not worry, that she would handle it.

It wasn't a lie. But what Alcina had meant by that she couldn't even convince herself of.

Simply, she didn't know.

Smoke filled her bedroom as she puffed on her cabriole. Only the crackle of the burning end of the cigarette could be heard. The underground was very quiet, the vast majority of vampires and lycan alike, fast asleep. Only the masochists, the ones hurting, would be awake still.

Alcina was having a momentary stare-down with the adjacent wall in the darkness. One short white cylinder candle was lit on her vanity, she sat beside it wafting her fingers through the flame. It was a lovely dance of pain and beauty; something so familiar, comforting, and toxic.

She turned her vision back to the light and watched the flame lick and bite her fingertips, another long breath of smoke escaping her lungs.

It was funny now, somehow, how nearly nothing in the world - outside the sun - could kill her, aside from her own thoughts and emotions.

That was the slowest death.

The irony of immortal life.

Alcina could smoke, drink, fight, commit any treasonous act against her body, and unless the sunlight gets involved, she'll heal. She'll live. She will mend and go on as if nothing had happened over time.

But her heart, her heart would bleed and drip until she was nothing left but a shell.

She fucking hated it here.

Hated being under the scaley thumb of that fucking bitch Mother Miranda, hated being a pawn in her little game of total control, hated having to be the thing she was and is and knowing the only way out is to leave behind her daughters to fend for themselves - she hated it, hated it!

Alcina rose in a fury, grabbed her vanity and hucked it into the stone wall. It shattered like it was made of toothpicks. Everything went flying, crashing here and there; jewelry box flinging its contents, cabriole and cigarette who knows where, shards of mirror glittering all over the floor.

Hastily grabbing the blood wine on the adjacent coffee table, she dumped the rest of the contents in her glass and guzzled it down her throat. The burn had long worn off, but it was something.

The candle was barely burning, toppled over on the carpet, leaving a hardening puddle of wax singeing some of the elegant crimson throw rug.

She didn't fucking care.

The flame was expunged as a glob of wax melted down onto the wick, leaving Alcina in complete darkness.

Standing there in her room, glass still in her hand, she stared into nothingness. Alcina hung her head back and huffed.

This was nothing like before. You were nothing like her, the first human she loved after turning. No, you and this situation were entirely different and it was infuriating.

Before, she was blissfully ignorant. Uncaring of Mother Miranda, the laws, the rules. Alcina had been Mother Miranda's golden child for so many years, she was banking on her favoritism to bend and break everything she wanted. Her human life had been no different, why should it change now she was a vampire? If only it had gone the way she had been used to.

The cool floors under her bare feet began to settle her as she walked through the manor, up two flights of stairs and to the third floor of the turret. The windows were large and allowed the city lights entrance without hesitation. It was a lovely sitting room with plush couches, chairs, several end tables, one large glass coffee table in the middle, and every rounded wall was lined with books. It was her daughters favorite spot to be.

Slowly making her way to the center window, Alcina sat on the ledge and looked out at the vast city before her.

She was in charge of all of this. Of every vampire and lycan in the city.

She didn't want to be.

The power was thrilling in the beginning. The respect, the fear, all of it everything she wanted... in the beginning.

The things she valued now was quiet. Peace. To be left fucking alone.

Love.

She closed her heavy eyelids, leaning back into the cool stone of the window pane.

Truly, all her life, that is what she wanted; to be loved. She wanted her parents to love her more than the vineyards. Wanted them to give her as much attention, if not more. Water her, watch her grow, cultivate her soil so she could flourish. She received none of that.

It was when the realization her voice brought her that desperate need for attention, she ran after it head first. She wanted, needed that attention, that love, whatever or whomever it came from.

The stage handed her more attention than she ever could have hoped for. Lovers galore. Admirers uncounted. Money she couldn't spend fast enough. And yet at the end of it all, on her deathbed, she realized everything had simply been monetary. Fleeting. Used up and spit out when she was bored. Life, had done the same to her.

The irony of having a life that now could never end giving her the clarity of the preciousness of life made her sick to her stomach.

Life is wasted on the living.

Madeline had loved her. For everything Alcina was, and wasn't. For all her recklessness, for her brutality, for her unsightly vulnerability and unyielding, unabashed gnashing hunger for life once more... she loved her. Saw her. Accepted her. Madeline was soft and nurturing. Kind. Weak. All the things Alcina had never taken the time to see and appreciate when she was alive.

The first person she ever truly loved. Alcina had to die, lose everything, to see life for what it was. She had been given a second chance, Madeline had been there to help her realize and fuel it, and then it was ripped from her fingers just like everything else.

And now there was you.

You were one in the same all as much as you were not, and still she didn't know why.

For a moment Alcina's mind was silent.

The sun made it's way through the world above as Alcina did the underground. Silently walking the city streets, taking in the all the things she rarely took time to ponder and consider. But you, you were still on the forefront of her mind.

This had to end.

She had to end this before it became too much, before more blood was shed, before she gambled away everything precious in her life to be left with more scars and wounds that would never heal.

Alcina had to save you.

Once more.

Give you a third chance to actually live and stay alive.

~

The way Alcina looked when she entered your room tonight gave you pause.

She appeared... hollow. Withered. So unlike herself. You couldn't make out the emotions draping around her like a suffocating wet towel.

Neither of you had spoken when your eyes met.

You rose off the bed carefully and approached her. The lines in her face seemed deeper. Her eyes the color of a pending storm cloud ready to unleash torrential rain. Her lips, thinner than normal, but just as red.

She looked chained.

Chained to something.

The two of you stood there in silence before a hand with a mind of it's own searched to touch Alcina's pale skin.

Her eyes closed only briefly, her body unmoved; hands still in the deep pockets of her long black trench coat, holding her tightly as if it was keeping her pieces together as a last resort. When Alcina's eyes reopened she offered no smile, no reassurance, just a dam in her mind filled with regret and the inability to let it go.

"Alcina..." you said quietly, "what is it?"

Another hardened shutting of her eyes. She took a deep breath and straightened her spine.

"Dra - " Alcina halted, the words stuck in her throat, "you... and I need to part," that burned her as it left her tongue, "this road we're walking is one I can't go down again. It is one I should never have lead you down. Your life is not mine to toy with. You are not mine... to..."

Something unlocked from your memory just then; as if the keeper of your mind threw you a key and decided now you needed to be privy to this information.

You remember what she said to you that night, in her arms. You remember it as if it was now clear as day; fighting off the pain of those words she just threw at your feet to accept.

"Mine."

Alcina went entirely still. Scouring you with fierce eyes, wondering if she heard what the hell you just repeated.

"Mine..." you said again.

She was becoming more pensive as she silently awaited clarification.

"Isn't that what you said?" you asked as you drove your eyes into hers, "When you bit me that night... that's what you whispered in my ear, isn't it?"

A coolness was now coursing through her dead veins. Alcina could hardly breath. She could only watch you as you inched closer, her crimson lips slightly parted at the revelation you tossed back at her, violently derailing this entire situation.

You came within breath range of her, placing your hands gently on her chest, just as they had been that night.

With slight hesitation you took a breath, "I... I am yours, Alcina. I think... we both know that. I think I have been since the moment we met... since the moment I took your hand," you could feel her tense at your words but you continued so softly, "I want to be yours, I want you to know that I want to belong to you, be with you and never be apart from you... I want you to hear it from my own lips. Please, don't do this."

Moving a hand up you once more caressed her jaw, leaving it there as she clasped hers over it quickly.

The desperation to reel this back in gave your heart a new drive. You needed her. You did. There was nothing in this life you had ever wanted more than her, than your vampire, than this woman standing before you. Alcina had awakened so much in you, you still had no idea what it was, but you weren't letting it slip through your fingers. Fuck whatever consequences followed. If you died you fucking died, but you had something to live for now, you had something to fucking live for; and it was her.

"I'm giving it to you; my blood is yours, I am yours, everything, all of me. Whatever you want, take it... please, please don't leave me."

You. Troublesome. Fucking. Human.

Her eyes were swirling with golden glaze, the splatter of blueish slate drowning as gold and black engulfed the surface.

She couldn't believe what she was hearing.

Everything she wanted, everything she feared.

This was not supposed to happen. This is not how tonight was supposed to go. She was to come here and break this off; let you go, leave you to flourish in the rest of you life and she... she would go away, continue on as she had for years, try to forget you, fail at it, but hopefully find some solace in the knowledge you would be safe in the end.

This was not supposed to happen. You were never supposed to happen.

Alcina could no longer deny you, herself, this hunger and requitted desire.

Those cards she had once dealt the night you lie in her bed had been telling, but perhaps, then again, maybe not.

Was this fate taking the reigns?

Closing her eyes Alcina felt the pulse in your wrist on her cool cheek. She pressed it harder into her skin until she slowly brought your palm to her mouth, peppering it with soft kisses.

Her eyes peered down at you, checking for any signs of insecurity or second guessing.

There were none.

You meant it.

A fluttering of adrenalin sputtered in her chest and she carefully kissed her way from your palm to your wrist. The blood pumping there tickled her lips, summoning that familiar pain in her teeth as she kissed now with an open mouth.

Alcina never released your eyes from hers as she began to sink her teeth in.

The puff in your chest and dilation of your pupils, the soft gasp and flush in your skin made her body quake. Your blood filled her mouth and soul and she drank it greedily, the pure essence of you noting every crack and empty space within her, filling it with softness. Tenderness. Life. And, dare she say, love?

This was filling a need of your own. This connection. This exchange of submission and control, safety and danger, pleasure and pain and everything in between. You needed her to make you hers. You needed her to know you wanted this. You needed her, just as much as she needed you.

This was nothing like being bit on the neck, but this was just as satisfying. Her teeth hurt, but the pain dwindled so quickly the numbing, tingling coolness left you breathless and slightly weak.

She grabbed you, pulled you against her, coaxing you to rest upon her and she finished her taste. Licking the wound to allow the healing to begin, cradling you in her arms like a limp doll.

Alcina was breathing deeply and heavily as she held you. Eyes closed as the flood of everything you capsized everything her.

Tonight, the bridge had been crossed.

[valleynix]

im awake 👁️👁️ now you have not one.. BUT TWO ANALYSTS COMING IN (I love ur analysis Luna 😭😭 Ima try and talk about some points you didn’t talk about cuz I agree with all of yours🥰)

I wanted to do one on chp 15 when it came out (it’s was about the time I first found tptm and ur tumblr) but I was too internet shy to interact with anyone 💀💀 BUT NOWWWWWWW 🤭🤭

I Read chp 16 till like 3am and I have no regrets (after this I’m totally drawing a shit ton of this chp)

1:

Yeah I’m sure you do lunny

2:

I Like to think Cassandra likes to just look at reader’s face and study them when they’re not looking (considering she noticed their eyes on lunatic earlier). she’s so cute 😭😭

3:

now this, THIS I GOTTA DRAW

4:

NO CUZ LIKE

I WAS JUMPING FOR JOY WHEN THIS PART HAPPENED

5:

Ngl i was actually shocked when Daria came back (I kinda forgot about her 😭😭😭)

It was funny when Daniela came by and Daria realized reader rizzed up all of the dimitrescus 😭

I am actually really interested on what you’ll do with darias character. She’s a bit brash, but it’s understandable, and it's interesting to see an outside perspective on reader. We’ve mostly seen the dimitrescus opinion on reader (not so much the maids cuz reader cant understand them) and their opinions have been very positive, so to see readers reactions to negative opinions on them is interesting

6:

You jealous Dani ?🤨🤨🤨

Yes she is and it’s so sad

so many people left her and she’s afraid reader is just going to disappear or break because of her😭 thankfully readers devotion to her is unwavering

AND THAT BITCH RED😡, MAN I HATE THEM SO MUCH‼️‼️ IM STARTING A RED HATE CLUB RN ☝️

7:

HERE WE ARE GUYS‼️WE’REE HEREE DANII KNOWSS

This scene was so sad and the way you wrote it is phenomenal. I’m glad reader finally talked to Dani about this. Now both Dani and cass will be there for reader. However I truly wonder how reader will talk to Alcina and Bela about this. I doubt they would stop loving them if they tell but I feel like their reactions will be slightly different. I think alcina will be the last person reader will talk to about it because it’s kinda hard to admit to a mother that you killed her children in another timeline 💀

8:

YEAH DANIELA BEAT SOME SENSE INTO THEM

But honestly reader’s guilt is probably one of the most heartbreaking things in tptm. Imagine falling in love with this family who helped you when you forgot everything about who you were, only to be controlled into killing them again and again. That sense of hopelessness they felt in chp 13 or 14 (i dont remember 💀) when they were stuck in their head trying to go back but lunatic prevented it, or the first reality when lunatic blamed reader for being weak. It made reader think that they were the reason they all died, that they didn’t try hard enough to save them. The dimitrescus might forgive them but it’ll take a while for them to forgive themselves. Their story is so sad and I hope Dani and cass can comfort them 😭

9:

YIPEEEEE DANIELA CONFESSSIONNN

OMGGGG I WAS SO HAPPY WHEN I READ THIS

AAAHXJSNSJANDKSKKDN I NEED TO DRAWWWW

10:

“Cassandra turns her head, her mouth opening like she was going to continue with that train of thought, but she freezes when she sees you. Her eyes widen and you’d swear you see the way her cheeks turn a darker color beneath her hood, something you’re able to get a better look at when she doesn’t move.” (LMAO I totally forgot tumblr’s ask box has a limit of ten images 💀💀💀)

BAHAHAHAH Cassandra Gay panicking has my heart SHES SUCH A DORKHDJSBSJANNS

She’s probably wondering to herself if what she witnessed is a blessing or a curse

11:

“You bring your boot up and bash it down onto what bit of their face is showing as you continue this mental torment. You bring your foot down again and again and again until they’re no longer moving and you feel nothing in their mind.”

YEAHHHHHHH BEAT THEIR ASSSS READERRERR

Red’s screams will be red hate club’s national anthem 🥰🥰

12:

“You don’t think she’s ever told you this much about herself. You listen intently, hanging on her every word.”

This scene was so AAAAAA COMMUNICATION GUYSS COMMUNICATION

alcina opening up is the best thing ever. I wonder what’s gonna happen to red now that they’ve harmed reader🤭🤭

ANYWAYS‼️‼️PHENOMENAL WRITING

I will forever love your work and will continue reading tptm

time to draw literally everything in this chp

AAAAA I JUST WOKE UP FROM MY NAP I LOVE YALL-

listen i am also too shy, i legit don’t talk to people unless they come to me first 😭 it’s horrible but i’m so glad you appeared in my ask box

ANYWAY

1. Lunny got rabies

2. she totally does- she already draws them in a pose that says they’re not looking, so she probably just stares at them and studies them when they’re distracted 😭 it’s okay though she has no malicious intent

3. SHES SO FUNNY I LOVE HER

4. the level of trust at calling her by her name :’)

5. Daniela comes by and plants a kiss on their cheek, and Daria is just >:O

i do have a plan for her- kinda. i’ll have to think more on how i want to incorporate her, but it has been interesting to write someone that just doesn’t like or trust Reader

6. JEALOUS / ANGRY DANI FAVE DANI

although yeah, the cause of her being jealous in the first place is so- genuinely people are NUTS for not liking her her enough to stay >:/

7. Alcina was always meant to be the last one to know- like you said, it’d be extremely difficult to sanely explain that you killed someone’s kids over and over but it’s fine because you went back and fixed it but also you still suffer from the trauma of doing it and witnessing it even though it wasn’t really you but also was-

yeah……

8. THIS LINE WAS SO FUNNY TO WRITE- bro’s just spiraling into self-despair and Dani will absolutely have none of it

honestly, i try to just show their trauma in small ways and i’m glad it’s been picked up so well. i mean, i couldn’t imagine waking up one day to this murderous family only for them to protect me and guide me into a fitting personality, only to one day have it all come crashing down in the span of mere minutes. i know some people think Reader’s actions are a little silly, and i would agree sometimes, but that’s the unfortunate reality of trauma and mental illness :( even though they’ve told Cass and Dani, what can they really do? they didn’t witness it. they weren’t there. they don’t wake up from nightmares that it’s happening again

but, now that Dani knows and seeing how she’s better at physical comfort, she’ll know better how to ground them, and i think that’s what they need

9. I WASNT SURE HOW WELL THIS SCENE WOULD BE RECEIVED BUT I LOVED WRITING IT- Dani openly communicating that it hurts her feelings when they think she doesn’t care enough just to try and help despite not knowing the extent of their issues 😭 please she’s so sweet and i love her

10. SHES SO CUTE SKDBSJDBS I LOVE HER SO MUCH PLEASE, her gay panicking is one of my favorite things to write 😭

11. PLEASEEE LMFAOOSHFKSND (deserved)

12. OPEN COMMUNICATION MY BELOVED ‼️

i originally wasn’t going to have Reader admit stuff so soon but i just know Alcina would not let it slide for much longer 😭 like she’s smart, shes known they’ve been lying but was trying to subtly urge them to just open up and trust her

things have been set in motion now that it’s clear Red has hurt one of the few things Alcina adores in this world. the thought of angry Alci going after them………

AAAA BUT PLS YOU DONT HAVE TO, you stay feeding us (me) with your art but you work so hard 😭 remember to eat something and drink water!! >:( <33

[reddogf13]

Pride & Ruin CH 2

on A03 as well

Alcina X Ethan

summery: Determined to find his daughter Ethan Winters, an omega, storms the castle of Alcina Dimitrescu, an alpha. While fleeing her three beta daughters Ethan has the unfortunate luck of being snagged on the alphas claws. Slipping out a yelp, Ethan fears the worst. Instead, luck will be in his favor under a prideful alpha and Miranda's plans will fall to ruin.

Status: Incomplete

Rated: M - fowl language and gore

Previous chap: Ch:1 Misstep

Next chap: TBA

___________________

~Ch:2 Scars & gauze~

Alcina put on a show of absolute disappointment in herself. “I apologize mother, he escaped my castle in the night. I couldn't track him and my daughters couldn't follow in the cold. I had hoped I would have caught him again before you found out. I was sure he ran toward the village to hide. When did the child go missing?”

The other snarled. “In the night, The father must have her.” settling her anger. “he cant have gotten far with the snow storms. Fool must be lost out there, hunkered down in some barn perhaps.”

“Did Salvatore say where he went?”

“no, that failure blubbered a million apologies that I've had enough of hearing. This mistake couldn't be forgiven. I've already informed the others there is one less lord today.”

Holding back a smile at the news. “you struck him down?” Easy to brush the feeling away as guilt crept in for her betrayal. Was this a mistake?

“This ceremony cannot be done without them. Everything's been ruined by his mistake. The child hadn't even been crystallized before she was taken. When I find her, I'll have to do the job.”

If I tell her I found them. Would she be happy then? “If that's the case, could the Lycan's find them? A crying baby isn't very quiet.”

“mm, yes. I fear they'd make it worse if one of them were harmed beyond repair.”

Did she really trust me? “May I ask why they're so important? could another pair do?” Will she admit why they're so important? “This feels like a lot of trouble for two betas.” Maybe I was wrong. A simple fear she'll realize was nothing to worry about. She'll tell me, admit her worries. A fleck of a flinch proving her guilt of keeping them secret from me. To see that worried look I used to see on our walks so long ago.

The question flustered Miranda, her feathers disturbed from their lax stature. “no.” Her stare was hard, cold at the idea. A fury stabbed into the tall lord's heart. What secret Miranda was keeping would never be admitted to Alcina. “I don't want to risk the ceremony more than it already is. I've looked long and hard and they're exactly what I need. When you find them, bring them immediately to me.” The look she gave was anything but friendly. “I'm tired of hearing every one of you failing me.” huffing out her annoyance.

Heart aching, Alcina brought her hands behind her back. One hand gripping her wrist as the other held itself tightly closed. Wanting to unleash her claws so badly, but now wasn't time. Oh mother, how foolish of you. Biting her tongue when Miranda continued.

“send out your girls to try finding them. I'll be requesting that Heisenberg send out the Lycan's to scour the land.”

“Of course, my girls will certainly find the man-thing and the child.” bearing a forced smile up until the other left. Smile turned to grit teeth she growled through.

“what should we do?” Cassandra asked.

“take an hour or two to run around the village in a fake search. after a few days you can stop bothering.”

Daniela whispered next. “Is the man-thing still here?”

whispering her reply. “Yes, I lured him into the den last night.” waving for them to follow deeper into the castle.

then Bela whispered. “You have him?”

“yes.”

The girls flooded her with questions from there.

“What's he doing?”

“Can we see him?”

“Is the child with him now?”

“Can we still hold her?”

“Does he like the den?”

It brought a smile to her face to see them so curious. Answering their questions quickly in order. “nesting for now. Not until he's comfortable enough to wander the den. Yes. No, they need time to bond. We must wait and see.” taking some time to share a meal with her daughters along with a bottle of fine wine. Allowing Ethan the time to explore the den without being intimidated by her presence. They needed to bond eventually though.

Bela, her wonderful hoarder of knowledge, brought up the topic. “what's to happen with him? Will you claim him soon?”

“A fresh meeting had bonding go far quicker. ours has been ruined by my aggression toward him. Each attack drove him further away, that now need tender gestures to win him back. For now, I'll have to give him space to familiarize himself with the den. Confidence there would bring him out to see me more. As for a claim, it's far too soon. It'd fall apart soon after without any sort of bonding done beforehand.” tapping her fork on a piece of soft egg.

Daniela finished a bite to ask. “But wouldn't it keep him safe from Miranda?”

“It'd make it far harder. Being unclaimed, it's easy for him to drift toward any alpha. I can see he's incredibly touch starved without one already. A claim will stop his drifting, but she could tear that away with enough pressure. And me claiming far too early can poison any further bonding.”

“aren't betas supposed to help with that?” Bela took a quick sip of wine. “what if we talked with him?”

“Yes, they provide a safety buffer.” sipping her own. “I wish you could, but not being born betas is a block. Instincts wont come naturally, you'll have to be trained somehow.”

“on what?”

“care, body cues, social cues, when to post.”

“post?” Cassandra joining the conversation she'd thought nothing much of so far.

Daniela answered before her mother could. “short for fence post. you go on guard by posting around the omega through body blocking, like a fence. It's not always because of threats, it keeps them calm when traveling outside the den.”

Her mother praised. “Yes, that's right. Been studying the books have you?”

“Hmph, that's all?” Cassandra stuck her tongue at her sister. “Sounds easy to me.”

“It's an important responsibility.” The stare given by her mother had Cass shrink in her chair. “there's a lot to the position. You should study the books with your sister to get a sense of it.” eating through their meals quietly. After their breakfast she carefully made a meal for him. Unsure if he'd even eat it with how skittish he was.

Choosing something hearty she made a baked pheasant on mashed potatoes sided by green beans. One way to catch an omegas attention was to give them a filling meal. It wasn't exactly a breakfast, but it's what he needed. Taking it up to the den she opened the door purposely slow and loud. Announcing her arrival, if he was out, to prepare him. Approaching the bed she opened the curtains to glance over it. Finding a disturbance at the blankets end and where the pillows began. Setting the tray of food near it she Stepped away to sit on the couch by the fireplace. afterwards she noticed the bottle was gone.

Ethan waited after feeling a shift of weight on the bed. It wasn't much from what he could tell. strong smell of fresh hot food reached him under the covers. Stomach painfully growling at him to find its source he climbed out. spotting the plate right away he looked between it and the parted curtains. Dragging it closer to breath in the delicious smells. He couldn't hold back from ripping into the meal. Swallowing chunks down at a time he slowed briefly to breath. In a few minutes the plate was cleared of anything edible. A pile of bones left as the only clue to what it had before. Setting his chin on the bed he closed his eyes to digest. That's the best I've eaten in a while. him and Mia being so busy rarely cooked at home. Fast food was what they had for every meal until Rosemary came along. Doing better to sit at the dinner table when he became a stay at home dad. What he cooked was nothing fancy. Some frozen vegetables and what frozen meat looked good at the store. Didn't think I could burn a whole casserole. Thing was frozen solid when I started. At least the garlic bread came out perfect. Drifting off on the memories he failed to stay awake.

Unsure how long had passed his mind was slow to wake after a deep sleep. Ready to knock right back out he was so comfortable. Imagining he was in his own bed back home. Rosemary resting in her own crib. A soothing scent of chilled mountain air blowing between pines laced by- … wait. … he breathed in. That's not right. That's ... her sce- his eyes shot open followed by the rest of him. Shoved back down by a hand across his back.

“don't.�� she commanded gently. “stay still.”

Ethan froze in place as his thoughts raced on what to do. Checking on what she was doing in leaning over him. His shirt was raised to reveal his side while her free hand felt along him. Smoothing over the wounds there that were mere dips. His skin prickled against her touch in holding back a shiver. Enjoying the physical attention he didn't want her to notice. Subtly letting out a breath when she finished.

“we need to get you cleaned. Come on.” tapping his shoulder after he was allowed to move again.

He glared at her and refused to move at first. Shoving himself back to hide back down when she stopped him short.

Gripping onto his shirt and sweater she yanked him forward. “no, come on! You're filthy and you can't stay here like this.”

He remained adamant of not going and leaving Rose alone while she was nearby. Distract me and let her girls snatch her away. I'm not letting that happen. tugging on her lifting hold.

“... I promise she'll be here when you come back. Look at yourself, you're covered in rot that can make her sick.”

When he looked he saw what she meant. Forgetting how bad he was before he even stepped into this castle. Dried on Mud, dried Lycan slobber, blood from monsters and some of it his own. He slumped, knowing she was right, but didn't want to leave Rosemary alone. Her grip tight on him until he begrudgingly left the bedroom to follow. Keeping close to the walls while ready to run back to the bedroom if he saw someone approach. He'd been refusing to leave the spot without duplicate nests to confuse. Omegas always had two to three others that were used to confuse attackers. Move their young around if one was deemed unsafe to stay at. Back home he had a few that Mia always found inconvenient. Needing to ask him where Rose was hidden this time after he got too paranoid of the last spot. Here, he had no extras to pass between. Watching diligently past the door space he refused to let it out of his sight. It took a lot for him to glance at anything else. Wanting to get into the tub, but she was still here. “can you go?” tempering his aggression toward her.

“I have to look you over.”

a blush hit his face. “for what?”

“check your wounds.”

“the ones you gave?”

“Yes, and the others.” stating so flatly.

He grumbled in stripping down one piece of clothing at a time. Awkwardly waiting in his boxers while she circled him. Twitching the few times she touched him in inspecting a wound. Fresher Lycan bites, cuts, stabs, bruises decorated most of him. Flinching at a few thorns she flicked off his skin. Holding his chin she moved his head up in inspecting his neck. Struggling against her to dip his head back down. No, not claimed. His inner thought burned with anger. Ethan knew she was checking to see how hard a claim would be. Alphas always marked their omegas through a scarred ring of bites around the neck. as a warning to others they had an alpha ready to kill for them. Without one on him, his claiming would be easy the next time his heat would hit. By how much he was tolerating her touching him, he knew it'd be soon. I have to get out of here. tensing his jaw to not snap at her hand he only relaxed when she let go.

Crossing the paths of his older scars from Louisiana she checked every one. She recognized the fresh, but began asking about the older ones. “Where's that one from?” tapping her own wrist to gesture about his.

“uh. ...” he wasn't sure how to put it. “a parasitic mold infesting a body hacked it off with a chainsaw.” rather avoid painting Mia in a bad light. Even though it wasn't her, a part of him feared that the aggression she had toward him was real. They had to overcome a lot of problems after Louisiana. All the secrets she hid from him.

“that one?” asking about another had him refocus.

“stabbed by a shovel.”

Her circling inspection slowed to a stop as each next scar told a more complicated story. Now she was standing there, just staring, and he came to prefer the circling more. He should have been worried about what she was going to do, but was instead worried about his presentation. She's seen I'm a mangled mess. He'd been so fearful of running into alphas it had slipped that maybe they didn't want him. Not to mention all the mental scars. It made him appear as a sickly omega any alpha would scrunch their noses at. I should stop talking. She thinks I'm crazy after all I've said. Monsters in the swamp, A fiery car battle, some puzzles with tapes and giant mold mutants. An omega whose far too much trouble for what his mangled self is worth. He felt sick being seen so weak. He wanted to hide, he had to, before he'd be discarded as trash. Everything around him was dark and suffocating. He took a step back in readying to turn into a run. Jolted by a hand holding his face. He tried to yank away on reflex of being attacked. Imagining his face being mauled into. Splashed by some warm water his dark world melted away to being back in the bathroom. Wheezing for air as he clawed into Alcina's arm out of fear, that then lessened into holding on to stay standing.

“Winters.” She spoke his name and tapped his face with a finger resting along his jaw.

He swallowed between a few more wheezes. Unable to answer at the moment.

“Come here, sit down.” gently moving him to the tub steps she had him sit halfway in the bubbling water. The steam soothed his aching lungs down from hyperventilating. Stilling from his traumatic flash she released his face. “stay here.” leaving his side to head out of the room.

He didn't react at first until Rosemary! He rushed out of the water to stop just behind Alcina. Water flowing off him and his soaken boxers to create a puddle at his feet.

She turned to glare for the disobedience. “i told you-” readying to scold him, but let it go with a glance out of the room. “stay here then.” pointing to the doorway. Long as he had a clear view of the bedroom he wasn't so anxious in watching her go to the main door. “Bela!” her voice carried far down the castle halls. The sound of a buzzing swarm made Ethan's skin tense. Hearing Bela and her mother pass some foreign words in Romanian then she flew off. He didn't understand them, yet enjoyed how smoothly the alpha spoke them. She waited a moment for Bela to return with a bag of items. Taking them she waved her daughter off with a closing of the door. Returning to Ethan, bag in hand, she shooed him back inside.

“back in the water.” she ordered. Pulling a short wood table over to set things across it. A brass bowl of sorts with a pile of herbs. Some piles into a small burning incense while she chucked more into the hot bath. The whole room took on a warm comforting scent. It reminded him of a fall festival outside. Scents of apple cider, spices, and a smooth vanilla pairing well with hers. He was still on edge, but it helped. A part of him missed the physical attention he was getting. Wanting to relax into the affectionate warmth of physical contact he rarely got. Mia would give him a kiss, a hug, but it was never enough. Betas couldn't be as in tune with an omegas needs as much as an alpha could. Similar instincts to make nests, bond, and courting were easy to see. Although betas had an important place being the middle ground. It would have been better for both to have one now. His and her interactions too close so soon came off as intimidating for him. Alphas could be extremely aggressive and unsafely forward on claiming an omega upon first meeting. Brutalizing them into submission or worse, outright killing them when rejected. Omegas were flighty in an alphas presence and would hide away until they left the territory. A preferred slower courting by an alpha, without a beta, was limited to gift giving outside an omegas den.

Specifically meals the omega needed while too anxious to leave. A task she'd taken seriously on having each offer being better than the last. “I'll clean your clothes in the meantime. When you're out and dry I'll have dinner for you both.” stepping away she left him alone for some privacy.

He questioned in thought. Dinner? How long was I out? Another day lost, another day closer to his heat kicking off. I have to get out. His mind repeated. I can't get past the door. That things built to survive a battering ram. rubbing his face to rake his hands through his hair. Ethan went to look outside the bathroom to check if she was fully gone. Relaxing that she wasn't poised in front of the bedroom. He got back into the tub for a scrub down in record time. Refreshed in the warm water soothing his bruised body. Resting his head down at the tub's edge he relaxed across from the doorway. Stuck in the water until his clothes were returned.

Soaking for a while he tensed when she returned. His neatly folded clothes set on a lounge chair. “dinner will be ready soon.”

He waited until she was gone to get redressed. His layered outfit still warm from the dryer and smelling of softener. He hated everything about this. Have to get out. His mind buzzed with ideas of what to do. Exploring further out in the den for any other weak point. Only one wall connected to the hall and it felt far too strong to chip through unlike the lower levels. Locking onto the windows next, he ran over expecting them to be fixed to the brick. Hope filled him by a turning roller at its corner. After not having been used in forever it required some extra force to get it open. Peering over the window sill down to a drop that was a good six stories down. Ooh boy. Breathing out his fear of what a drop like that could do. How would I even get down?… an idea hit him, but he needed to be fast before she got back.

Many floors down below, Alcina was in the kitchen distracted by dinner and her girls asking questions again. Focused on not burning the delicate white wine sauce she'd been preparing. Pausing only to check on how the rest of the meal was doing. A pot of bubbling pasta on the fire stove. A side piece of shredded chicken turning crispy in a skillet. Dusting fine herbs across it or adding a little more butter. When the sizzling pan calmed down her girls asked the next important question they had.

Casandra asked. “What will we do about Miranda?”

“I have an idea, although I loath the things I'll have to do for it. So, for right now I'll be focused on courting and possibly coming up with something better.”

Bela asked next while taking the pasta off the stove. “is courting like how betas date?”

“no, it's a bit more intricate than that.” grabbing various things for plating. “even more so after the harm I've done.”

“hasn't he healed yet?”

“his physical body, yes. Not so much the mental. He's been through far more than just our village with all the scars to prove it. His anxiety runs higher than many, for good reason, with determination to keep his daughter safe being the lone factor to press him on. Simple courting through gifts may not be enough.”

“what will you do?”

“I'm thinking. For now it's being as pleasant as possible when I'm around. Keeping him calm and relaxed enough to feel both him and his daughter are safe. This would be far better if we had a beta between us.” Her stirring paused, their conversation dying when they heard the long howl of a Lycan. They'd found something of extreme interest to call the whole pack onto.

Daniela hopped down from sitting on a countertop. “what do you think it is?” trying to find out by a window.

“deer maybe?” Cassandra answered boredly. “one of the last around since they got the rest. You think Miranda will have us keep searching after the three days? I'm tired of wrecking the empty houses for something that's not even there.”

Alcina scoffed. “Even if she does I'll put a stop to it soon enough.” taking the sauce pot off to pour onto the plate of pasta. Each piece carefully handmade from scratch to be beautifully presented.

“Can we see him now?” watching her mother set the plate on a wooden tray.

“no, he still hasn't come out much. I wont be down here often aside from cooking. Longer I stay with him the more used to me he'll get.” next to the plate was a porcelain teapot with a matching tea cup. Taking the set up in one hand as she grabbed the baby bottle in the other.

“Is there really nothing we can do?” Bela asked. “Would us being nearby help calm him?”

“mm.” she hummed. Wanting so badly to see her daughters as excellent alphas. However, their inability to click into hierarchical cues and scents locked them out. Locked down as betas being the closest they can be. They'd have to learn to be betas somehow and wasn't learning by doing the best? “... maybe, if you stay calm you can come up.” hoping they could become that much needed buffer to coax him out. Second guessing when Daniela yelled with joy at possibly seeing him and the baby. “You have to be quiet dear.”

“yes mother!” still too excited.

Maybe I should have Bela go in alone to start. followed up the whole way by the three.

Daniela reached the door first, about to rush in when she snapped back. “It's freezing in there!” flashing back behind the group to a warmer part of the hall.

“what?” her mothers brows furrowed. Can't be that cold. Did the fire go out? Approaching the door she felt the icy chill of high mountain air. Alarmed, she rushed right over to the bedroom noticeably missing its canopy. “WHAT?!” she shouted toward the stripped down bed. Every single layer but the pillow pile was gone. Roughly setting the food down she didn't have to look far for the escape window. A crafted together robe attached to a pillar went out the entire way down to the roof. A set of prints set running away in the snow. NO! That howl earlier stirred up a cloud of dread. Too late for the girls. It was getting dark, the snow fall was too big a risk for them. Racing faster than she ever had to, to leave the castle.

“we can go-” Bela's offer was shot down.

“no! Stay here, I'll find him by tracking the Lycan's.” if Miranda hasn't reached him. She didn't bother to grab a coat, bashing her iron fence out of the way with no care toward it. Listening for any sign she was closing in while following the scent of wet dog. Inner rage kept her warm at the scent of blood. His, drifting on the blowing wind. How dare they! She grit her teeth together. On the hunt for the source she found an unfortunate Lycan first, covered in his dried blood. it didn't have time to react to her sudden appearance when it was turned into a flying pile of sliced meat. Each following Lycan suffered the same deadly fate that had the pack fleeing in terror. Clearing the village it was easier to find his trail without distraction. A mess of blood had her fearing he wouldn't survive the injuries caused. Even with her long striding gait it took a lot of time following his bloody trail. Visions of finding him dead occupied her mind the whole way. Trudging up a steep hill side she heard a familiar waterfall. Squinting through the dark, a large building wasn't far. Beneviento. A growl left her chest. If she did anything. Heading right for the door his trail ended.

Inside the house was a small figure watching her out the upstairs window. A delicately crafted doll in a tattered wedding dress it'd always had. “Oooh boy.” the doll would be sweating bullets if it could. Her connected life line, Donna, certainly was.

Ethan had run inside their house half an hour ago a bloody mauled mess to go hide in the basement. Donna didn't think much about it, but that he was an annoyance barging in. posturing her flowers to shake their hallucinogenic pollen in the basement. A call ready to be sent off to Miranda that he was here when the scent of his blood hit her. It took her a moment to guess what it was. Something warmly sweet that didn't match a neutral betas. Wide eyed at the distorted scent hitting her like a ton of bricks. It had been so long since she'd seen an omega she thought they were extinct already. Caught between the alpha mother Miranda and a horribly injured omega she so badly wanted. Donna just wanted to kick him out and wipe her hands clean as if nothing happened at all.

She sent her doll companion, Angie down to try and scare him out. Cursing at him that he was “fucking up the floor!” with his blood getting everywhere.

He was disturbed by her appearance, yet refused to move. In part it was because he couldn't. His blood wasn't seeping out from a few cuts. About torn apart four different ways by the Lycan pack cornering him in the village. Wheezing through the blood filling his mouth. Nose dripping blood onto his shredded chest. Legs equally mangled as bits of flesh hung off in shreds. Claw marks, bites, stabs, arrows jutting from his back. It was a miracle he fought them off and lost them in the snow to make it here.

On the verge of passing out he told the doll to “fuck off.” head ticking up to stay awake.

When the baby wrapped in his arms began to cry the two backed off on chasing him out. They missed seeing her when he ran through to hide among a cotton filled barrel pile. and Unlike him, she was unharmed. Donna let him be alone to rest, hopefully heal, to eventually leave on his own. After ten minutes she wanted to go down and check on them. Fighting her beta instincts to care for him. They didn't provide care in the same way alphas could, but acted more as a family bond kind of care. Betas attached to alphas or omegas in starting a clan structure. Many would say alphas were the top, betas the middle, and omegas were at the very bottom in a power hierarchy. It was More of omegas were alongside the alphas at the core. as an important pair that was the head of the family. Betas were more of a circle around them and treated with just as much respect. They cared for the sick, injured, helped care for the pairs needs, and provided a separation of safety between the two. A bond that Donna was naturally picking up, begrudgingly, around the two. Twelve minutes passed when she gave in by sending Angie down. The knocked over barrel of cotton he had burrowed in was stained red with his blood. His body wheezed in its passed out state, his child keeping quiet. unaware of why, but instinctively knowing it wasn't safe to make any noise.

She debated for a minute or two then grabbed some supplies. A bunch of blankets, herbs, a first aid kit, and a jug of water. “annoying, annoying!” her friend spoke fast in skipping along beside her. Taking the elevator down where Angie led the way to him in the workshop.

What a waste of stuffing. She thought, removing the tainted cotton. Checking over him she gently shook his shoulder. Flinching when he was startled up, slamming his head into the barrel. He groaned in pain and looked to her. Flinching away when she got close. An offer of water helped to ease his worries.

It was easier to relax around her, a beta then an alpha. They didn't kill young who were potential competition. They had no urge to claim omegas. They didn't want to kill over territory. They were far calmer in temperament and Donna's whispering tone made it extra easy. Scrubbing out his wounds using a bottle of alcohol. Letting her patch him up with healing poultice and stitching wire. Chugging all the water she brought him. Managing to patch up his shredded pants with dark fabrics Angie fetched from upstairs.

Angie gestured toward him. “Can you take off that mangled rag you call a jacket?” it needed more work then his pants did.

Stiffly he did as he was told. Removing his jacket and the sweater underneath. Skin prickled at the cold hitting him before he was handed the blankets. Shuffling them around to fill the emptied barrel. It wasn't as fancy as the other den, but it would do. Hidden underground in a dark corner among a pile of barrels was the closest one could get to a natural underground burrow. Hunkering down beside Rose, who at least made quiet babbling noises when her father relaxed enough.

Donna collected everything to put away. Fixing his jackets up stairs using similar colored cloth. While Angie talked to her about the suddenly acquired omega. “so, do we tell mother Miranda?”

And get blamed for his injuries? I won't take the chance of dealing with an angry alpha. Speaking to the doll without physically needing to. Especially after Salvatore was vaporized. I'm going to wait and see what he does. Maybe he'll leave when he's rested enough.

“mother Miranda complained about him getting that kid last night. You'd think he'd be gone by now.”

The mountains around here aren't exactly a lovely stroll. All this snow blocked off the roads until spring. unlucky, but lucky for him it must've covered his trail from the Lycan's for the most part. He must be on suppressants too. I could hardly smell him when he came in.

“Why do you think she didn't mention it? Think she didn't know?”

no, she stole the child for a reason. I assume the same reason is why she gave winters to Heisenberg. Since lady Dimitrescu-

“is heading up here.”

huh? - what?!

Now, presently, they had an incredibly pissed off alpha coming for them. “DONNA!” her name was roared from outside.

“uh, lemme talk to her.” Angie ran out the room to meet downstairs. Donna could always put the doll back together if it was sliced to pieces, unlike herself.

Their door was chopped to bits for the other to crouch through impatiently. “Donna!”

“whoa, whoa, whoa lady! You didn't have to kill the door!” gesturing to the scattered pieces.

“Where is he?!” claws out in preparation to shred the doll down. “I know he's here! Did you touch him?!”

she took cover behind a wood pillar. “He's here, safe, fine!” quick to answer.

“where?!”

“he's hiding. Sleeping off his injuries.”

“where?” her anger doused enough to set her claws away.

“won't say.”

“you-!”

“no! Hang on Godzilla! He's resting! You'll freak him out and ruin all the stitches!”

Alcina let out another growl. Hot air blew out her nose to fog the air. Reigning in her anger to speak more civilly. “How bad is he?”

“they mauled him pretty good. You saw the trail. Took forever to clean the floors. Got him stitched up and packed with herbs. He did a lot better than others we've seen torn the same.”

“Is his daughter with him?”

“Yes, she didn't need any care.”

“Have you told Miranda he's here?”

“no, we tried to avoid having an angry alpha in our house. Have you?”

“no.”

“going to?”

“… I don't plan on it.”

“oooh?”

“tsk, shut it.”

“whyyyy? Is Miss mountain hiding something?”

“Yes, and so are you. So I suggest you keep your mouth shut unless you want to end up like Salvatore.”

“Yeah, yeah, don't have to tell us twice.” leaving her minimal protection behind the pillar. “How long have you known about him?”

“these past days. He escaped Heisenberg rather effortlessly after the meeting. Took me longer than I'd like to admit to recognize after chasing him around my castle. Got him once on my claws and he yelped.” a sting felt in her chest when she recalled the sound.

“aaaand?”

“and I've had him in a den since yesterday before he climbed out a window.”

“If he was there, then who got the kid for him? Hmm?”

“ugh. … my girls.”

Angie manically laughed. “heh heh! oooh, you are in trouble.”

“So are you, pest.”

she laughed again. “ha, ha, sure are.” Calming down. “Do you want some tea?”

she let out a tired sigh. “yes.”

Without the threat of being turned to meat cubes, Donna came down stairs. Starting a kettle on the stove to sit at her dining table with Alcina. Angie sat on a stack of books atop her own chair. Together they Discussed the one resting down below. Sipping cups of freshly made hot tea in between Alcina's questions.

“What did you give him?”

“a few blankets.” Angie answered for Donna.

“that's all?”

“We weren't expecting a guest.”

“That's hardly a nest.” Alcina's judgment of his new nest went on and on. Switched to debating how to get him back to the castle.

“Move him? You can’t possibly move him right now. The stress between that and you looming over would send him into shock.” Angie pointed out as they argued. Coming to the conclusion that he shouldn't be moved right now. conversation shifting gears into negotiations. “you can't move in!” the doll screeched.

“I'm not, he is. I'll bring everything he needs.”

“And what if we don't want him?”

“He's already moved in for a little too long. You treated his wounds and stopped me from simply taking him. You've developed a soft spot, surely.”

Donna let out a sigh knowing it was the truth. If he's moving in, I'll be watching him. tell her-

Angie grumbled before speaking clearly to the tall lord. “Fine, but you can't see him.”

Alcina's immediate reaction was fury in the form of claws gouging deeply into the table. “why not?”

“what do you mean “why not?” he ran away because he's terrified of you! For god's sake lady!”

“He's my omega, not yours.” releasing a deep growl of warning.

“don't you “Rrrr”, me. You wanna see him all the time. Take him back to that tacky castle of yours. I'm sure he'll be absolutely thrilled! Make sure there are bars on the windows this time.”

Alcina swore she was breathing out fire with each breath. Speaking her reply through grit teeth. “fine.” cooling the bellowing dragon within. Tapping her nails on the counter. “shall I assume this will be a classic courting then?”

“yes.” setting the rules. “Cant see him, but bring what you want and we'll pass it along. When all sides are ready, we'll gather.”

“very well. I'll bring everything over while it's still dark.” tapping the table one last time then she stood to leave. “Sorry about the door. I'll bring you another.” apologizing as she leaned through the doorway. Mildly regretting her lack of coat now. The winds chilling her skin without a roaring fury inside.

[highlifeboat]

Oh the PTSD is visiting everybody and bashing them over the head.

Even Alcina has a hard time keeping her composure over it all. There's so many things happening at once, two of her daughters and her wife were just attacked, and her eldest is trying to keep Mia from hyperventilating and moving around.

Daniela can't even... begin to process what's happening. It's just so much so fast, all she can really hold onto are the core elements: This woman-turned-monsterously-feral-creature just tried to kill her, and her boyfriend defended it. And then it tried to kill her step-mom. And now Max just fucked off to God knows where. There's too much stress. She's just kind of... Frozen.

Mia? Absolutely fucked up. Like, clinging onto Bela with her good hand, freaking out over how much it "Fucking HURTS" now that the adrenaline is wearing off. She hasn't felt burning pain like this since Louisiana, and she hasn't even fully realized the dismembered fingers.

Bela's trying very hard to make sure she doesn't, while barking at Cass and Dani to help because she can't just put pressure on the wounds forever. She needs some kind of actual bandage. Anything to slow the bleeding until they can get real help (She hates to admit it but they might actually need Mother Miranda. At least in terms of getting Mia's fingers back on).

Daniela won't budge, so Cass takes that upon herself.

As for Mel and Elena, they witness the aftermath. While Cass is rushing out, they're on their way in to see what's going on. The sight of it all almost makes Mel sick, and Elena is quick to start questioning what happened (and probably helping Bela (actually Bela would probably tell her to put Mia's... detached fingers on ice, since none of them can touch it)). All Alcina responds with is "The man-thing needs to make a choice."

I do feel like Melony would leave the scene to try and find Max after a little bit, though. Everything there is too overwhelming, she isn't entirely sure Max can be trusted with such intense emotions by himself (in her mind he'll either drink himself into a coma, or throw himself off the roof), and Daniela seems to be having a... moment. So somebody has to look for him before he does something stupid.

Anyway, yeah, nobody gets to have a good time.

You know how sometimes you think about something sweet and your mind goes "but what if we made it darker?".

Yeah.

So what if Max's mom was revived somehow?

Like we talked about it happening with Marguerite in the past, and the way it fucked with Mia, but what about in this case? How much would it fuck with Max?

Would he be happy, cause she's back? Sad, because it's not his entire family? Traumatized, cause "oh god he saw her broken body, bleeding on the ground and *he ran*, he ran away and he couldn't save them, couldn't save his siblings, her other children, she must hate him, want him gone, he is a monster and undeserving..."?

How would she react to him? (I like to think she would forgive him, would hold and love him. Maybe be a bit overprotective about Dani and the others, because she knows their rep, and he is her "last child left".)

How would she respond to having a son now, rather than the daughter she thought she had? (I hope she would love him all the same, he deserves that much. (Darker thought that it's more because of her not wanting to lose another kid than overall acceptance/understanding, but ehhhh, that might *too* dark. Though I could at least see the confusion still))

How did she get back? My bet's on Miranda - looking for new ways to revive some of her fallen followers, to bolster her ranks once more, and started with his family because, even if they were ripped apart by Lycans, that's easier to repair than those burnt alive. And Alcina won't let her close enough to her property to use the scarecrows or zombie maidens anymore. Plus "(he)'s always whining about the loss, anyhow. (He) should be grateful I'm so generous." (As if she would ever do anything for reasons other than her own gain, and maybe to try to get on Mia's good side more by appealing to one of her "friends").

What if she came back wrong?

Anyway, long post is long. Sorry for the rambling lol (Yes I put some of Miranda's speech in parenthesis cause I refuse to misgender Max, even to quote that bitch)

When I tell you I went fucking FERAL FOR THIS–

OKAYOKAYOKAYOKAY–

I strongly believe pulling bodies from the rubble of the slaughter and deciding to play God is something Miranda would do. However, I find it far more likely that she would pull Max’s mom by pure chance more than anything. Perhaps she was simply scouring the aftermath and his mom’s corpse was one of the less-mangled/easier to repair bodies she came across. Took any valuables off, stripped the body, and went to work mending the flesh and repairing what she could manually before starting on Cadou injections. And because Miranda had more than one corpse that she pulled, Max’s Mom wasn’t the first to be experimented on, so she wasn’t revived until recently.

Now, having memories in tact when revived was slowly becoming a trend, so she wasn’t surprised when the woman woke up, looked directly to her, and let out a raspy “Mo–ther Mir…a-nda…?” Recognizing something as significant as herself was obvious. But she seemed to retain… more than the basics. When she started coming around, getting more aware, she started to panic. Rambling on about the Lycans, standing from the operating table and calling for various names. None of which Miranda knew except for “Maxima”–(Which, let's be real she only knows his (dead)name because he’s such a disrespectful shit towards her)

So, in typical “Let’s see how far this goes” Miranda fashion, she points his mom in the right direction to find Max. (AKA the giant castle that is commonly known as a human death trap. So his mom is freaking out a little at that information) Then just kind of… sends her off with nothing else.

Okay, so, once his mom finds him in the castle and they’re technically reunited, Max is just…. So many things at once. Emotions are so high, for both of them.

On Max’s side, he’s… He’s happy, but also incredibly confused, and terrified, and just…. Every emotion imaginable feels like it’s weighing on him. His mom is here, alive, but there’s scars and stitches and her skin tone is a sickly pale that almost rivals Alcina. All the evidence of what happened on display, it reminds him of what he’s tried so hard to forget but… But she’s here. For real. He can touch her, say everything he didn’t get to, he can hug her, but he doesn’t know if he should. So much about it hurts, but not all of it is in a bad way.

And that doesn’t even cover the guilt and trauma that seeing her brings. That’s a whole other beast. When his mother asks him what happened to his other siblings, he can’t even begin to try and tell her. How can he? How is he supposed to explain what he allowed to happen, all because he was too much a fucking coward. That all he did was run. That even the one he managed to get to a safe location died anyway. That the only child she has left is the only one that deserves to be dead.

He hasn’t felt the weight of emotions like this since that day, and that’s evident when he starts having a full breakdown over it all. He can’t stop himself from shaking and when the tears come he can’t hide it. When she pulls him into a hug in a hope to comfort him, he clings onto her as if it’s life or death. Because to him it may as well be.

And from her side…. She doesn’t even know what to think. He looks so incredibly different from what she remembers. She almost didn’t realize who he was, but that face and those eyes are unmistakable to her. He looks older than he should, she thinks, and tired. As if he hasn’t slept in years. And the scars. Not to mention… everything else about his appearance. She has so many questions for him, but she asks about her other children first.

The look he gives her is answer enough, but the sobbing that quickly follows it is all the confirmation she needs. Her heart twists like a knot, knowing her children suffered the same fate as her, the pain and fear they all must have felt. That Max has suffered all this time, a lone survivor. When she pulls him into a hug, he squeezes her tight, and for a while they just… sit, on the floor. She rocks him a little, strokes his hair, anything to try and calm him. Between his heavy sobs are raspy apologies. He’s so sorry, he tells her, he should have done more. He couldn’t save them. He was so scared and the Lycans came so fast. And she tells him to hush. She’s not upset with him, it wasn’t his fault, she loves and forgives him. Whatever he needs to hear in order to compose himself a little.

In terms of Max’s transitioning, it definitely takes her by surprise. She isn’t necessarily upset about it in any way, he’s still her baby, and she’ll love him no matter what identity he chooses to go by. But she also doesn’t fully understand it. And he doesn’t expect her to, as long as she’s supportive. She might slip up and misgender him by accident on occasion, but it’s not malicious, and she does correct herself/make an effort to get it right. It might’ve caught her off guard at first, but her love is unconditional. (Also her saying “You’ve grown into a handsome young man.” to him would make him burst into tears again. Like that’s something he would fantasize about.)

I do think the only thing that gets her is the fact… Max is basically integrated into the Dimitrescu family at this point. Like, when Max tells her “You should meet my girlfriend.” She didn’t expect to meet with one of the Dimitrescu Daughters (though Daniela does try to be very polite), nevermind wind up meeting all of them, and Lady Dimitrescu herself.

It does put her into a bit of a protective stance, though. Despite Max insisting things are perfectly fine and the Dimitrescus really aren’t as evil as the stories say, she can’t quite help but be… nervous. They don’t really blame her. (Perhaps she’s a little… too protective. But Max doesn’t seem to mind it.)

Now, the idea that she comes back wrong is even more interesting, because I like to imagine a scenario in which both these worlds exist.

Max gets his mom back, happy family, all is good. For a while, anyway. And then things… change.

Maybe his mom starts becoming a little hostile. More aggressive towards everybody. It starts off little at first, and Max tries to chalk it up to simple stress from trying to adjust to everything. His mom isn’t an angry person, after all. But it slowly starts getting more out of hand, to a point it feels like she’s trying to be territorial.

Of him.

And it’s not something she’s particularly thrilled over. It’s a very “I can’t control myself” scenario. Kind of like a parasite slowly eating at her mind and turning her into a host.

And I just think it would be really fun if it culminated in some physical fight between her and Daniela, and Max having to step in and break it apart.

[cericata]

☙   ——  @vintneress​     

       Stress was starting to eat the eldest Dimitrescu sibling alive, her nervous habits were becoming so blatant that even the various maids dared to inquire about her health. That in turn made her snappy and irritable, the audacity of a human questioning her behavior was down right pitiable. Was she really losing herself that much? 

          Every day it grew a little worse, her truest instincts clawed at her mind. Begging and yearning to be let out -- it felt as if they were coiling tighter and tighter like a music box unable to let out a sound. The eldest was trying too hard to impress her Mother, to be just like her Mother. To the point her standards were outgrowing reality, and so with every self inflicted failure her mood continued to sour. Sleep deprivation became commonplace, and yet she still ran the castle like clockwork. Even if it was tearing her apart at the seams, she refused to disappoint the one she held so dear.

         When her sister’s worries and concerns became so vocal, an intervention was unavoidable. Her behavior was spiraling and despite her knowing it; she felt as if the situation was already too far out of her control. Bela desperately wanted to kill the beast inside her, those hideous impulses were holding her back from her ideal perfection. -- The blonde was a ticking time bomb waiting to explode, and when she finally erupted her fangs snapped down on the hand of her beloved Mother. A leopard never changes its spots, and with hers on full display she lashed out with all the ferocity of that beast she had been caging. Fangs much too sharp and long tried feverishly to rip at grey skin, kitten claws digging into the fabric of Alcina’s clothes as a nasty growl mixed with the buzzing of an angry hornet’s nest bubbled up from the depths of her throat. 

           It was feral and unhinged, something so uncharacteristic for the eldest daughter who prided herself on her manners and maturity. Yellow eyes sharpened to look up at gold and then the mistake was realized, tears began to fall before she even released her jaw. The look she gave was desperate and apologetic, in those moments she could have been compared to a toddler with the way she began to crumble and tremble. -- What had she done? 

           The words caught in her throat as she tried desperately to speak, to apologize at once. Her pupils grew large and full of pure fear, “Mother.” Her voice came out strained and shaky, her gaze never leaving the Matriarch's own. “I-I don’t know what came over me. I just snapped, I just…”, her voice trailed off as she finally tore her eyes away to look at her own hands, “lost control. I’m so sorry. What I did is unforgivable. I...I can’t believe I failed you.”

[fantasy-relax]

Daniela

You will be a fool to let pass the opportunity to read all the books that you can, after asking for permission ( and being threatened if one book goes missing or damaged by Alcina) you pick the first one that catches your attention. So focused on the story you fails to notice the redhead girl in the corner of the couch, Daniela don't notice your presence until she finishes her book.

"oh, that's a good one!"

"FUCK, oh, shit lady Daniela you scared me"

" Just Daniela, sorry for that."

"ah yes, it's nothing Daniela, so have you read this book?

"Yes!, the story is decent and the protagonist is very charming, my favorite scene was the one in the lake! The author is very talented to put so much detail in the background scene I feel like I could close my eyes and be there in that wonderful lake, ah how I wish was real. "

"umm, Daniela the lake is real"

"..."

"..."

"IS REAL?"

" YES PLEASE STOP SHAKING ME"

"oh sorry, sorry, is - I can't believe it"

"wow if you're like this for the land I, don't wanna know how you will be with the mountain.

"IS A REAL PLACE TOO?!

That's t how your time with Daniela goes, telling her about all the places that you have gone and her almost breaking your eardrums with her excitement. She will repay you by teaching you anything that you wants to know.

The moment that she knows she is love with you:

Meanwhile her sisters were to busy and focused with their objectives to think about a relationship , Daniela dreamed about it pretty often. Is not that she doesn't have goals, she actually is very knowledgeable about diverse areas if her sisters need information she is the one to go, she knows a lot of things and she knows were find more, she wants to do the job that her mama Mia does.

Even so she can't stop comparing herself to her sisters, Bela is smarter and more efficient and Cassandra is bolder and talented. And both are omegas, just like the protagonists of her books, the ones that have their happy ending, the ones that the alphas and betas always chooses.

She knows that she have a crush on you, she knows that you don't want to be here at all, she knows that the moment that the contract is completed you will be gone. So she enjoys all the time she can get with you, after all if you were to fall in love with one of them it will be with one of her pretty, talented and skilled omega sisters.

Imagine her surprise when you choose to pass more time with her, you ask her to proofread your work, you sit beside her to rest, you hug her (after confirming that she is okay with being touched) you tell her about your background, you go to her for comfort, her, you choose her, her crush is gone, now she is absolutely in love with you (you are too, right? You are just shy).

It will be okay! She will help so you can become an author! You will have all the books that you want to read and write! You will be happy, She will make you happy!

She tells her sisters, they were ready to kick your ass but thankfully Daniela calm them down, even so, Bela will make a full background of you and Cassandra will spy on you. After concluding that you are safe they talk about the youngest a lot when passing time with you.

Bela talks about the redhead ability for diplomacy, how charming she is, how devoted she is, really the only light in their dark childhood before alcina was Daniela she will show them so mush love, she was very smart too without her a lot of her work will be harder. Truly Daniela will be a wonderful assistant, truly she will be a wonderful wife.

Daniela will be a devoted mate and wife, don't you agree?

Cassandra talk about how the youngest is a menace when pissed off, Bela will destroy your work, Cassandra your body but Daniela will destroy your reputation to the point of making you feel fear of going outside your home, don't worry about it you're safe. Daniela is a loyal member of the dimitrescu house and she will be a loyal wife.