#Professor dimitrescu

[v-voreen]

" At first, you were conversing about a musician you were fanatical about, to only then receive rather provocative pictures of your professor, simply dressed in a black silk nightgown that did little to no effort at hiding her intimacy ".

(I'll Make You Sing) @tabtab317

[theauthor2103]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I do too. It really calms me down.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“No, not really.”

“Well, perhaps I’ll teach you.”

“You know… I would really like that.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, the wait was definitely worth it.

[seasonofthebxtch]

The reader is a senior in college who joins her school's most prestigious choir ensemble, which just so happens to be directed by the illustrious Professor Alcina Dimitrescu.

This is one of my favourites atm 

[supalcina-3]

Like she never left 🙇🏾‍♀️😻

[eilahtte]

Introducing Professor Dimitrescu 😈

[shortstrawberry]

A RL AU where Donna is Dr. Donna Beneviento, your Professor of Botany and Toxicology. Because we deserve it.

You met Dr Beneviento in a totally cliche way. By bumping into her while you're running late for your first day at college. At that time you didn't even realise she is a professor at the college. Dr. Donna has this young baby face that would make anyone think she's a senior at college, and not a woman well into her thirties.

So it's no wonder that you made a complete fool of yourself in the first meeting. You apologise 10 times for knocking her books all over the place. You also noticed her trying to hide her scarred side of face while gathering the very same books with you. Like a over enthusiastic idiot, you went ahead and tried to make your future professor feel comfortable about it with you.

"Scars are beautiful in my opinion. They show you survived so much. You don't need to hide them, at least from me."

Thankfully, Dr Beneviento didn't take any offence to your eager compliments, and instead just blushed and smile at you. That was enough for you to get your first crush at college. But like the gay panicky idiot you are, you didn't take her name or number. Still, you figured your roommates would know about her. How hard can it be to find a beautiful pale faced senior in college?

Not so hard, you figured out as the very same beautiful woman showed up in your Botany lecture. That's right, the woman you had tried to shamelessly flirt with was your Professor.

Understandably, you were mortified. You approached her after class, fully intending to kowtow before the professor in apology. Dr Beneviento though shyly waved your apologies away, instead asking you to assist her in her botanical garden.

A first year being asked to be a professor's assistant is no doubt strange. But Dr Beneviento was so insistent you take the job. She even went ahead and assured you a good pay and two days holiday in a week. Something she honestly didn't even need to do. You were already such a simp for her and would have done it for free.

And so starts you getting to know your Botany professor up close. The woman was almost always squeaky shy, the tempo of her voice barely reaching above her whisper. But when she stands on her podium, teaching a batch of 100+ students, you swear a spilt personality takes over the normally shy professor. It shows that Donna knows the shit she is teaching, and she demands respect over it from her students.

However, it soon became obvious that Dr Beneviento harbours a sweet spot for you. You'll always remember that one moment where she had caught you sleeping in one of her classes. You had stayed up all late tending to the new batch of soil you're preparing for the garden. The usually impartial professor came up to your seat, took off her trenchcoat and draped it over your sleeping form. She even went ahead patting your head before continuing with her class. She also did this in front of 100+ students.

After this, you can't help but get your hopes up high. Still, she's your professor and there's nothing you can do on your end. What if you have it all wrong and Dr Beneviento cares for you because you're her niece Angie's friend? And so you keep quiet.

Little do you know, Professor Donna Beneviento fell for you at first sight. Inviting you to be her botanical garden assistant was a ploy to get close to you. Inviting you and Angie to her cottage for dinner was a ploy to get to know you outside of classes and work. But just like you, Donna is also afraid of making the first move. Especially when you're still her student and she is so much older then you in age. For now, she is content to admire you from as close as she can get to you.

Wanna see a jealous and possessive Professor Donna in action? Let me know!

[gayzone24]

Professor Alcina in love with OC (by stage) 1- Aloofness (indifferent) 2-Trying to be sympathetic falsely. 3-Explosion of bitch's charm. 4-Horny to the fullest.

[drawinggoose]

Since it's Halloween today, I drew something related to horror, and this holiday: my three favourite ladies from RE8, accompanied by my three favourite ladies from HP.

[atelier-melvalda]

Warm-up sketch

[lavendercrow136]

Did you really think I wouldn't notice?

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You sat at the counter of your college towns local dive bar, some wannabe Nirvana tribute band sloppily playing a poorly done rendition of "Come as You Are".

While you drank a whiskey neat on the rocks with an orange peel garnish, you were supposed to meet a woman your friends set you up with on some "Sugar Mommy" dating site.

If you were being honest with yourself and facing the facts you were desperate, you were a broke college student living on a ramen noodle budget, in desperate need of money, totally single with parental figure issues and a serious lack of action in your sex life-at least thats what your friends repeatedly told you.

So, here you were at twenty two, wearing a dress that made you feel out of place because it was very low cut, and much to short for your liking. You normally wore pants, and hoodies, draping your shapely figure in loose baggy clothing to avoid unwanted attention. In truth you were only here because you needed money for the three week trip to Europe at the end of the semester. Flirting with older beautiful women for money, and potentially losing your virginity to one of them seemed a lot easier from a physical stand point, then working the three part time jobs you had on top of school work to pay for tuition.

Exhausted you sighed and glanced at your phone as you took a sip of your whiskey, your friend messaged you.

"Hey Y/n how is it going? 😉"

You quickly tapped out a one message reply using a single emoji,

"🙄"

and hit send. You put your phone back on the bar and finished your whiskey, and were about to pay your tab, when a slender perfectly manicured hand slipped the bartender a hundred dollar bill. Her nails a brilliant shade of wine red,

"TheLittleBlackDress I presume?"

You flushed hearing the username your friend had set up and nodded, her perfect painted lips turned upward revealing a brilliant flash of perfect white teeth.

"Red? I assume"

She smiled once more and hummed, and you blushed looking away realizing you were staring at her lips for far too long.

"How would you like to go somewhere a bit more private?"

You looked at your phone, and gathered your coat and purse before she led you out to a black town car. A rolls royce, she opened the door and slid inside holding up a silk bandana.

"Put this on"

You hesitantly accepted the bandana,

"Is this really necessary?"

She smiled her face hidden by the car, her voice a seductive husk,

"We will be going to my home, a location I would like to keep private until I am positive I can trust you"

You nodded your head and put the bandana on,

Fair enough, you thought as you were guided into the back seat. You sat in silence next to the woman mentally cursing yourself for your inability to make eye contact during social situations. All you had seen were her lips. You fidgeted in silence with the hem of your skirt and nearly choked when you felt her hand stroke your forearm, in a show of comfort. When you arrived at her home you were led inside to her living room by a servant, while she slipped off to a different room.

You called out to her, unaware of her presence in the room the blindfold still snug on your face, and startled feeling her sit next to you on the couch a hand draped on your thigh as she passed you a glass.

"Whiskey neat,exsctly how you ordered it at the bar"

You nodded your thanks, and she scooted closer her hand burning a hole in your thigh,

"Such an obedient little thing keeping the blindfold on this entire time, drink"

You felt your entire buddy tense at her words as she pressed a cold glass up to your lips, obediently you accepted the glass taking a sip, and reached a hand up to remove the blindfold.

You heard her tisk in disapproval and immediately stopped. She placed the glass in your hand, and you brought it to your lips, swallowing the alcohol audibly.

"Leave the blindfold, you have not earned the right to remove it yet"

You shivered at the sound of her voice and felt her body move closer to your own, her legs crossed a heeled foot teasingly rubbing against your ankle toyingly.

You felt like a glass bottle trying to contain a potent current of electricity her every action and word had you wound like a tightly stopped cork in a wine bottle about to burst.

"How do I earn the right to remove it Red?"

She smiled unbeknownst to you, lighting up a ciggarette, she inhaled and exhaled it softly.

"Answer all of my questions, and you will be rewarded"

You nodded, and she smiled,

"Use your words little one"

"Yes Red"

She hummed her approval watching you take another sip of whiskey, and your throat bob as you seallowed it.

"Why were you on the website?"

You exhaled shakily,

"Well to be entirely honest, I have been running myself a little ragged between my college coarses, and my three part time jobs, and I am not making nearly enough hours to afford the trip to Europe at the end of Semester and I really want to go. I don't have a partner, and I have never been with anyone romantically or physically because my life has always been focused on school and work, and I finally caught a break, I set up a meeting with an Art Gallery in the Netherlands, and I do not want to miss the opportunity of a life time because of my misfortunate upbringing"

She smiled tucking a strand of hair behind your ear,

"What do you expect to get from our relationship other then paid?"

You sighed folding your hands around your drink,

"To be honest I am not entirely sure what to expect, perhaps a companion, maybe even a partner if you like me enough. Experience, though if it is all the same to you, I would prefer to go on regular dates as well...Fucking someone for money just would not feel right to me"

She smirked,

"Why is that? Explain it to me please"

You fidgeted nervously, a thought crossing your mind, What if she does not want you because your a virgin? What if she ends the arrangement as soon as she find out? What if she is only looking for sex?

Noticing your hesitation she places a gentle hand on your face stroking your cheek tenderly and tilts your chin up at her, she tilts your face looking at you appraisingly. She is so close ypu can smell her perfume, neroli bergamont,vanilla and tobacco leaf, with just the slightest hint of cinnamon.

"Because I am a virgin"

She smiles, releasing your face, her thumb swiping acrossed your bottom lip, every action she performed had you parting your lips for air breathless.

"Why hesitate to tell me?"

You blushed again,

"I was worried you would not want anything ro do with me if you found out I was inexperienced"

She hummed deep in thought,

"That does not bother me, your honesty is appreciated. Is there anything you are not willing to do?"

You folded and unfolded your legs trying to get comfortable,

"Nothing I can think of, other then public nudity"

She laughed, and kissed your cheek,

"Well thank fuck for that, I cannot even imagine what the papers would say, let alone the media if we were caught"

You smiled relief washing over you, and leaned toward her, there was an awkward pause, you broke the silence,

"May I remove the blindfold?"

She hummed,

" yes, let me just go get the paperwork"

When the sound of her heels clicking away receded you removed the blindfold, blinking your eyes to adjust.

You were sitting in what had to be the most luxurious place you had ever been, the lit fireplace cast romantic haunting shadows on the mahogany floor, modern art hung on the walls and looking to your left you had a perfect view of the entire city. You stood walking to the window a whiskey glass in hand, when you saw her reflection in the glass behind you. A candle stand illuminating part of her face to her right.

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She looked mildly irritated, and you swallowed shifting uncomfortably, she noticed the action tracing your every movement with your eyes.

She sauntered over to you placing her hand on the small of your back, you turned to face her, and she smiled, she was stunning. Her eyes the color of molten honey, made your insides do funny little flips, that made you knees buckle.

She guided you over to the couch once more and sat the paperwork on the table that cost almost as much as your tuition.

" I want you to read through these very carefully, I expect total and complete discretion, I have three beautiful daughters and a family legacy to protect. Should you sign these and for whatever reason betray my trust and break our agreement in any way, we will be done. You will not get any money, and you will have crossed a very powerful woman, and will find yourself in an entirely new world of trouble. Do you understand?"

You make direct eye contact, holding it with her before saying the words,

"I understand, and I assure you, I won't tell anyone about what we do"

She smiled, and took a sip of her whiskey, you quietly read the non-disclosure agreement as well as the contract, before quietly signing both and neatly setting them aside.

When a questionare was placed in front of you, some of it was basic medical history questions, others were allergy related, on the fourth page of the questionare was a list of sexual scenarios and acts.

Feeling stupid and embarassed you blushed filling it out to the best of your ability and left ones you were unsure of blank, she took your dainty wrist into her hand and gently squeezed.

You released the form and she accepted it with her other hand, she looked over the form,

"Interesting"

She husked looking over the questionaire, you felt a little panic bubble up inside of you,

"What? Whats interesting?"

She smirked noticing how your cheeks flushed,

"Oh nothing, I am just surprised by how much you are willing to try, shall I assume that the blank ones are potentially something we can try,as we work our way through the list?"

This made you swallow the saliva that procured in your mouth, you blinked taking a deep breath like a fish gasping for water.

"Yes, that is fine"

She smirked and marked them off for you,

"Well Y/n, I look forward to getting to know you, and expect I will see you very soon, my drive will bring you home, message or call me when you arrive there safely"

I nodded and a servant lead me to her front door,

"Wait! I -I didn't get your name"

But she was already gone, you sighed and followes the driver to the car. They drove you home and once you arrived at campus, the driver passed you a large gift bag. The driver bid you goodnight and you made your way up to your dorm room, thankfully you had a single apartment style dorm room, and no roommate. You hung up your coat and purse, and opened the gift bag, reading the card first.

"Y/n, I hope that these are to your liking and prove useful to your school work, and our working relationship, as for the other items, I hope you enjoy them and I hope to hear from you very soon- Alcina Dimitrescu"

You opened the gifts and your eyes only grew wider, a brand new laptop, the newest cell phone. Several luxury bath products, and a lace pajama set complete with a silk robe, most importantly the perfume she had been wearing, and nestled at the bottom of the box several different sex toys.

You blushed looking at them, and sat them in the drawer by your bed, plugging the new laptop and phone in to charge, you drew a bath, putting in the bath bomb she had given you. And decided to call her as instructed. She answered after a few rings, her voice a seductive pur of approval.

"I was beginning to wonder if I had scared you away"

You chuckled blushing slightly,

"I am sorry it took me a couple minutes to get to my room, I appreciate the gifts Alcina, they will be very useful"

Your phone beeped and you looked at the screen realizing she was requesting to switch to video call. You blushed, your voice coming out a stutter, you hit accept, she appeared on screen. She too was in a large bathtub her phone held in a stand, a glass of wine perched in her hand and a cigarette between her lips,

"I see that we had the same idea draga mea"

You smiled leaning your head against the back of the tub, unsure of wear to look you kept your eyes trained on her face, completely unaware that she was drinking in your barely concealed figure below the bubbles.

"A bath just seemed so enticing after the rainy day we have had"

She smiled extinguishing her cigarette,

"Indeed, what did you think of the other items I sent you?"

You blushed sitting up and leaning towards the phone,

"To be entirely honest they are a little bit intimidating, I have never owned one, never used one, never even used my hands"

She hummed taking a sip of her wine, and leaned towards the camera,

"You have never touched yourself?"

You shook your head no, and she smiled, she leaned forward of flash of pristine pale skin, as she grabbed her phone pulling it closer to her.

"Touch yourself for me"

You blushed and bit your lip, feeling extrenely awkward,

"Start slow, explore your skin, until you find the spot that makes you see stars"

Sheepishly your hands roamed below the surface of the water through the valley of your breast down your sternum over the soft plains of your tummy until you reached your expectant center. Your nipples pebbled beneath the water and you traced the soft petal like folds of your vagina, teasingly till you found exactly what she asked you too. A hoarse moan fell from your lips and she smiled brilliantly,

"Thats it, slow circles now"

You did as she asked tracing slow circles over your clit feeling a burning need fill up inside of you, she chuckled darkly.

"How does it feel darling? Does it feel good tell me"

You whimpered more pathetic mewls spilling from your lips,

"Ah -fuck it feels so good"

She smirked, taking a sip of her wine, and swirled her finger upward in the air faster, a silent unquestionable command. You felt your body building up to something, your cheeks burned your body felt like you might burst.

"Words darling, how does it feel"

You moaned grasping at the tub water flicking over the sides,

"Feels so good, so fucking good Alcina, I feel, oh -"

She smirked satisfaction evident on her face,

"Don't you dare cum without permission"

Too late. You swallowed any sounds you would have made at her words and hoped to god she did not notice.

"Good pet, your not allowed to cum unless I tell you too, now be a good pet for me and finish up your bath and go to bed, I will see you tomorrow"

She hung up, and you sighed in relief had your act worked did she not notice? You finished the bath and dried off climbing into your pajamas she had given you and into bed.

You slept extremely well that night and when you woke up yhe next morning, your friend was pounding on the door. You tumbled out of bed and slipped on your robe,

"HEY Y/N !!! Soooo how'd it go?"

You blushed, and pulled her inside and shut the door.

"I don't want to talk about it, well- I am not allowed to talk about it, so please don't ask (your friends name)"

Your friend pouted and shrugged,

"Fine, damn sugar mommies and daddies and their secrecy. Anyway I am about to head to Starbucks for a coffee, did you want to come?"

You blushed and shook your head, they sat in your living room while you changed into something simple. As they drove to starbucks you got an alert on your phone, the class that had been post poned was in fact on for this afternoon and you were to bring your portfolio and a sketch book. You would have to run from your dorm room to the art department building with your stuff.

As soon as you both recieved your coffee, your friend sped back to campus,

"Y/n its going to be fine your never late for class, just grab your stuff and run"

You frantically grabbed your belongings flung the door shut and locked it sprinting fron your dorm room to the classroom.

Thankfully no one else had arrived yet, you picked a station as close to the professors desk as possible, setting your portfolio on it. You flipped open your sketch book, and began to sketch the still life that was set in front of you a sculpture of a nude woman. A few more students filtered in, and began setting up their stations, when the professor finally arrived, you looked up and nearly choked on the coffee you were sipping.

It was Alcina.

She smirked at you, and sat down her purse noting the portfolios on her desk, your fellow students had brightly colored portfolios, yours was sleek black leather polished professional looking even.

She paced in her heels around the room looking over your fellow peers work, clad in finely tailored pants that hugged her waist and accentuated her hips. Stilletto heels that matched the silk red blouse she had on, she made corrections all throughout the room and when she made it to your easel she was silent.

She leaned over your shoulder her voice a low hum in your ear,

"My office after class y/n"

Your hands shook with effort to remain still, and steady with every line of shading you added to the sketch. When the bell rang and your classmates filtered out of the room, you slowly clesned up your stand. And walked to her office, she was inside by the window smoking a cigarette.

"Sit"

So you sat, your portfolio lay open on her desk, she extinguished the cigarette and sat at her desk, keenly aware now that you were locked in her office. She looked down at your portfolio and you nunbly fidgeted with your sweater.

When you finally looked up at her any words you were about to say died in your throat, she leaned acrossed the desk and tilted your chin up, she exhaled softly. A look of curiosity and disappointment flicked acrossed her face her pupils narrowed,

"Y/n do you know why you are in my office?"

You shook your head confused,

"I am assuming my art is not up to your standards"

She shook her head,

"Your art is not the problem dear"

You swallowed trying to think of the potential reason. Before you could think about it further she pulled your attention back to you instantaneously. Her hand gripping your jaw hard,

"Did you really think I wouldn't notice?"

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@alcinaslittlemaid @alcinasquellazaire @ladydimitrescu016 @alcinadimitrescuwu @alcinas-chewing-toy @ladydimitrescusdarling @ladydimitrescuownsmybody @ladydimitrescuspet @propertyofmilfs @chaoticlesbiab

[snkskyler15]

This was the first scene that came to mind when I saw that the wine was hitting Alcina hard (and I'm not here to complain, I loved it so much) @resident-lover thank you so much for this

[v-voreen]

New chapter 🥺❤️

[rhymeswithfart]

Hello,👋

I hope this message finds you well.

I'm reaching out to seek your support during a challenging time. As a Multimedia student facing difficulties due to the ongoing conflict in Gaza, continuing my education has become increasingly difficult.💔😭

I would be immensely grateful if you could help by reblogging this message to assist in raising the necessary funds. Being new to Tumblr and GoFundMe, every bit of support makes a significant difference to me.💔💔😭

Thank you sincerely for your kindness and support. Wishing you all the best.🙏

Here is my Tumblr account:

https://www.tumblr.com/mahmoudalmasrifund?source=share

https://gofund.me/28651f56

I hope this will help. I'll add images so I can tag more things and hopefully more people will see this.

Please boost, this campaign is low on funds. Donations are protected.

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[revillagenews]

Us when summoned to the student council or Miranda's office

We are innocent and have done no wrong (*cough other than what Miranda has ordered us to do cough*)

And the student council, uhhh let's say Bela is not pleased with our work ethic

[sweetbumblebea]

The professor layton RE8 au is over that's it nothing can top Lady Dimitri and his son Clive

[avocado-sammich]

Okay, hear me out… Pokemon GO x Resident Lover?

Valor: Cassandra, Alcina, Miranda

Mystic: Bela, Donna

Instinct: Daniela, Angie, Mia, MC