#daniela swift

[neko-sufis-world]

Question for you:

Imagine if Daniel Swift, Collins Angel and Swedes Seed meet their genderbends? 🤔

Yeah. To be honest, Collins actually has tattoo in his arms behind his sleeves

[isas-bathbombs]

Is this RL character a swiftie?

Angie

oh absolutely. she’s annoying about it too

she has gotten into arguments over it

her twitter is just her bullying jake gyllenhaal and kanye west

she’s that one swiftie who tricked people into believing starbucks would give them a free drink if they streamed lover

her fav songs are definitely new romantics, 22 and shake it off

i think her fav era is lover

biggest ME! defender. she was devastated when “hey kids, spelling is fun!” was removed

Dani

probably not, but she hears it a lot because of angie and cass

its unavoidable for her so she probably knows more songs than the average person

doesn’t have strong opinions on her, but vibes with some of her music

would defend her despite not knowing shit

her hopeless romantic ass would love enchanted

Bela

no but she’d LOVE evermore and folklore’s lyricism if she gave it a chance

she would love the lakes and cowboy like me

hears a lot from cass and is lowkey annoyed by it

but she would 100% go with cass and dani to a concert if they asked her to come

she’d even make friendship bracelets for it. its so funny to imagine her having a meltdown bc it’s actually super tedious and the string keeps breaking and the beads go missing or shooting to her eye

ur telling me swift didnt write mad woman and the archer about bela? :/

Cass

YES. THE BIGGEST SWIFTIE

her fav album is 1989. she cried when TV came out

she was first introduced to taylor swift from the hannah montana movie and the song crazier changed her life

she forced elena to queue for eras tour tickets with her

she even cancelled rehearsals to get those damn tickets

make a joke about taylor's jet and she'll get mad

“im sorry did mother nature write style? yeah i dont think so.”

she listens to how you get the girl like its real instructions

probably has also gotten into online arguments about her too

when red TV came out, she asked you to temporarily break up with her for 10 mins so she can experience all too well properly /j

is a james hater without realizing she’s kinda him

the type of person who would pause a conversation and go “wait i got a taylor swift lyric that fits this”

Donna

no but would hear a lot from angie

similar to bela, she’d love evermore and folklore if she gave it a chance

she would’ve loved hoax and happiness

Alcina

has beef with taylor for absolutely no reason

one time cass would be playing the piano and she’d be like “oh wow that’s beautiful. what piece is this?” and then lost it when cass said it was a taylor swift song

she’d love false god if she listened to it tho. you’d probably be able to get her to like taylor if she listened to the right songs

Miranda

a hater /j

[xelinezeddiorsstuff]

SOMEONE HAD TO DO IT, AND THAT SOMEONE WILL BE ME

Let me know if you guys want the breakup song version of this

Resident Lover Li's as Taylor swift songs:

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Cassandra Dimitrescu - Delicate

Alcina Dimitrescu - Willow

Daniela Dimitrescu - Paper rings

Angie Beneviento - New romantics

Donna Beneviento - Treacherous

Miranda - Timeless

Bela Dimitrescu - Labrynth

BONUS FOR BELA:

[album-a-day-project]

My 2022 Albums Of The Year

Here are my top albums of the year:

The Smile, A Light for Attracting Attention

Rachika Nayar, Heaven Come Crashing

Perfume Genius, Ugly Season

Sharon Van Etten, We’ve Been Going About This All Wrong

Astrid Sonne, Ephemeral camera feed

Nilüfer Yanya, PAINLESS

Soul Glo, Diaspora Problems

Weyes Blood, And In The Darkness, Heart Aglow

Leikeli47, Shape Up

Harry Styles, Harry's House

Grace Ives, Janky Star

yeule, Glitch Princess

Burial, Streetlands EP

Action Bronson, Cocodrillo Turbo

Hagop Tchaparian, Bolts

Beach House, Once Twice Melody

Oso Oso, Sore Thumb

Father John Misty, Chloë and the Next 20th Century

Taylor Swift, Midnights

Ithaca, They Fear Us

Rolo Tomassi, Where Myth Becomes Memory

FKA Twigs, CAPRISONGS

Amber Mark, Three Dimensions Deep

GIFT, Momentary Presence

Daniela Lalita, Trececerotres

[chofisaquino]

Rama & Kika (Ramika) || Out Of The Woods

[folklore-barnes]

corazones rotos ❤️‍🩹 hype version | playlist

flowers // miley cyrus

so what // boys world

my girlfriends are my boyfriend // demi lovato, saweetie

you and i // léon

last summer // zara larsson

break up song // little mix

picture to burn // taylor swift

escapism // raye, 070 shake

supercut // lorde

mirror // sigrid

who says // selena gomez

flores // daniela spalla

permanent december // miley cyrus

one of us // ava max

mamiii // becky g, karol g

save your tears // the weeknd

baby lay your head down // aly & aj

anything but me // muna

bois lie // avril lavigne, mgk

busy boy // chloe x halle

tqg // karol g, shakira

karma // taylor swift, ice spice

bad romance // lady gaga

mr. hughes // demi lovato

don't feel like crying // sigrid

potential breakup song // aly & aj

overpass graffiti // ed sheeran

mr. perfectly fine // taylor swift

hair // little mix

[ssamlovr]

��ill we meet again?

𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 𓈒𓈒𓈒 Daniela Avanzini ⋆ 𝑓𝑒𝑚 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ・ 𝑐𝑤. 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉, high school au, friends to lovers — first kiss, first love, a little of angst...fluffy ending・ 𝑤𝑐. 6.k+ ・ 𝑔. 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿¿　—

song recommendations! (I literally wrote this listening to them so... 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️)

Bonfire —w2e

Kingston —faye webster

soren —beabadoobee

hoax —taylor swift

glue song —beabadoobe

a night to remember —beabadoobee, laufey

bewitched —Laufey

"I think some people are destined to meet each other in every universe they're in."

"Do you think that would happen to us?" Yn smiles at nothing exactly.

"Of course! I'd like to be yours in ever every universe if that were possible, Yn."

Or, maybe, Daniela and Yn are just destined to meet in any universe.

‘To my dani, when our world ends and our paths part, I promise to meet you on all your other days.’

&

‘To my yn, you’re my history. Look for me, i’ll look for you.’

✦‎ THE FIRST: always, in the same place & at the same time.

Could everything in the world one day be part of fate? There aren't many things that are certain.

But sometimes, a truth and a certain thing can be that two people were meant to be.

The stars aligned and everything was prepared, perfectly thought out. The universe was a perfectionist, and there were the right people at the right times, hearts ready to come together like two broken pieces meeting. Because the sun lit the way, and illuminated the mornings where two souls met like candles in a dark room.

Two young souls in the shade, and fate made it all work out.

Because maybe even the unpredictable is a little bit predictable too, and Daniela and Yn were written in destiny since the very first day.

They had been written in the universe since creation, side by side like shining stars, ready to meet, no matter when, no matter how. They were just there, ready for when they needed to find the other half that was always missing.

The other half of the soul.

This has always been a topic among the fans. At first, Daniela thought it was funny — and a bit cute, of course — the way Yn always described her as her "other half". It was just... something so simple, but at the same time so honest. So, so genuine of Yn, something that Dani had always admired in her: her truth, her transparency, her purity in parts that Dani never thought there could be.

That was probably the reason she fell in love: Yn was real. Truly real. Right there, always so close.

And, honestly, Daniela couldn't lie about their relationship. Everyone knew — literally everyone — that they were in love right from the start, right from when one wore pink and the other wore blue, right from when they were among twenty girls competing for a dream.

But even competing, even fighting, Daniela couldn't take her eyes off Yn. And Yn never could either.

And perhaps that was the reason for it all: in moments of crisis, when the light seemed to be constantly off, when everything was always on the edge of the world, Dani and Yn found peace in each other.

They were going to make sure it stayed that way for the duration of the Katseye’s contract: there, close, never forgetting the start of it all. Remembering that, no matter what happened, there was still love.

There was so, so much love.

In every little part of their day, Daniela always saw that, that kind of affection and care that she never had for anyone else. In every touch that served as a reassurance, as a "it's going to be okay", when Dani was exhausted after hours in the practice room. When Yn managed to hit a high note that she'd been struggling with for weeks and the first thing she does afterwards is look into Dani's eyes, and see that she's smiling, so full of proud.

When, in the midst of difficult diets and times when Yn couldn't eat because her mind was talking too loudly inside her head, and the only thing she needed was to have Daniela by her side, just there, because not being alone was enough.

Sometimes, she would just accept the portions of food that Dani fed her and find peace in the touch on her back, making comfortable circles. And there were times when it was Daniela who needed to do this for Yn, because they both had their own difficulties in everyday life and their pillar was knowing that they had each other.

Yn felt that life as famous would be a thousand times harder if she didn't have Daniela, if she didn't have someone to love — and someone who loved her back.

Dani felt that way too, whenever things seemed too heavy for her body to bear, whenever the dawns never seemed to end.

And she hoped that things would never change, honestly. Yn and Daniela weren't perfect, they never were, but there was beauty even in the things that didn't always work out, fights and arguments, when one of them can't say sorry, and then the other has to wait until the space becomes big enough for forgiveness. It was easy even when things were difficult, because even then they knew that everything would be okay.

Everything was always going to be okay.

No one can stay away from their other half for too long, can they?

"Do you believe in fate?" Yn asked one night. The bedroom would have been completely dark if it weren't for a small lamp illuminating the side of Dani's face, the light reflecting in her eyes, bright and huge like two stars about to explode in the sky.

There was a pause of silence. Yn knows that Dani is breathing because the two of them are practically fused together lying on the bed, the older one's head resting on the younger one's tattooed chest. Yn doesn't mind making strokes with her fingertip across Dani's back, connecting all the little moles that decorated it like remnants of paint on a white canvas. And then she could imagine that Daniela was her unfinished painting that Yn was determined to finish with her own lips one day.

"Yes." Dani whispered against Yn's skin, kissing that right spot on her collarbone. "Quite a lot, actually."

Daniela seemed especially soft this time, lying like that on Yn, clinging and sleepy. "It's nice to think about fate sometimes.”

Another pause. Yn could laugh at the tired way Dani was being, but it was so adorable that she just decided to admire the way she melted while petting her head.

"I think... some people are destined to meet each other in every universe they're in."

Yn smiles at this, looking up at the stain on the ceiling which, ironically, seemed to be shaped like a panda with very large ears. It was Dani's room, and fortunately her roommate, Manon, was out playing games with Lara and Megan all night, so Yn and Daniela had a lot of time together to enjoy.

"Do you think that would happen to us?" Yn smiles at nothing in particular.

"Yeah... for sure." Dani murmured against Yn's skin. "I'd like to be yours in every universe if that were possible.”

She says it as if it were something simple. As if it wasn't something that made Yn's heart swell and pulse under the skin where her girl was laying.

The silence says a lot. Once again, the only thing that could be picked up by the ears were the synchronized breaths. But, at the same time, their hearts could see Yn's enchanted smile in the dark.

Yn?." She called, lifting her chin a little to look at Yn, her eyes searching for her.

"mh?"

"Are you happy? Like, truly happy?" She asks.

Yn stays silent. Happiness was always a kind of priority in her life. Her mother constantly said that no matter what you're doing, no matter where it takes you, you need to be happy. And if you're not, things aren't going as they should be.

With that kind of thing, Yn was constantly trying to be happy, truly happy. She did things she loved for a good part of her life: she met people, she danced, she won competitions, she sang, she realized her biggest dream.

But... sometimes, before everything really worked out, it was as if something was missing.

A part of her that hadn't been filled.

She only discovered that her other half was right there when she actually met Daniela. The girl who was competing with her for the first place, big eyes and the most beautiful smile in the whole world.

And in the midst of twenty other competitors and something that meant her future, it didn't take long for Yn to realize that this girl would make her so, so happy.

"I am. I really am. Why are you asking me that?" She asks lightly.

"I'm afraid of the people around me not being happy." Dani says. "All I want is for you to be happy with me."

Yn smiles widely. Daniela was so sweet that it made her heart ache, just so genuine and pure, resting bare-chested in Yn's arms, their hearts holding each other together.

"I'm so happy by your side, Daniela. You don't have to be afraid. I'm so, so happy." Yn confesses, holding it, keeping it. "Are you?"

It takes Dani a few seconds to stand up, her legs around Yn's hips to face her properly. There's a pause before she kisses the younger one's lips lightly, holding her chin as if she's going to run away. It lasts no more than three seconds, but Yn feels like she could stay there for three hours.

"I am." Dani says just as she pulls away from her mouth, her forehead resting against Yn's, their noses touching lightly. "You are my happy."

And Yn doesn't have to move far to kiss her again.

I would live through all the bad things, all the difficulties, all over again, just to be happy with you as I am now.

Only because now I got you, and you got me, forever.

"You'll be my happy in all the other universes too." Dani murmurs, soft on Yn's skin, their hips cracking together.

I hope so.

I really hope so.

But it was just another dawn between all the other universes. There would be many more times to be happy.

It always would.

✦‎ THE SECOND: but I promise you, I'll never let go of your hand

The flowers were beautiful at that time of year. Big petals falling from the trees and decorating the grass that should have been cut last spring. Summer was hot, but it wasn't unbearable. There were still clouds hovering in the blue sky with strange shapes that Yn always said looked like some exotic animal.

"That one looks like a lizard." She says to the fifth cloud she can identify, her head lifting a little to watch, her eyes squinting against the sunlight.

Next to her, leaning against the large trunk of their favorite tree, Daniela snorts out a laugh.

"You're just taking random clouds and saying they look like something."

"No, this time it's for real." The younger one exclaims, her brown hair falling into her eyes as she points to the sky, causing Dani to look up too. "It really looks like a lizard. It's got a tail and everything."

Daniela narrows her big eyes at the figure. If she tried hard, could be a lizard there, but she decides to just deny it with her head and give a small laugh.

"Nah. You're too imaginative sometimes, ynie." She says and Yn grumbles beside her, bumping their shoulders together.

"You never believe me." She mumbles before crawling down the trunk of the tree, practically lying there looking up at the sky.

Dani just watches her with a sweet smile and, after just a minute or two of silence, Yn calls her attention again, saying that she found a cloud that looks like a panda with very large ears.

It was always like that, honestly, and it didn't matter much. Daniela never said it, but she really liked those summer afternoons where they did nothing more than relax and burn their skins in the sun and then laugh at the way their cheeks got red.

And Daniela just loved it. Everything about that little world where she lived with her best friend, Yn: the sunny afternoons eating ice cream and feeling the sea air impregnate their noses, riding bikes and competing to see who could get to the other side of the road the fastest, spending late nights doing nothing at all in each other's rooms.

It was just a life where everything seemed enough. Where they didn't have to worry about anything other than what they were going to do the next day.

Just them in their own little world.

Yn and Dani couldn't remember exactly when they had become so close, it was like they had been stuck together with a super-powered glue — they had just always been together and had never had a really happy memory where one wasn't next to the other. It was just... them, together, all the time, Yn and Dani in their own universe where there was nothing and no one to make them regret anything.

And there were those nights where it was already part of the routine, where Yn slept in Dani's room, in the same bed, wearing her friend's pajamas because she always forgot to bring her own.

It was always easy to sleep in a place where the only noise was the quiet breathing of a person you trust with your life. But this time, Yn wakes up in the middle of the night with the sound of the mattress moving beneath her. Her eyes open slowly, heavy with sleep, and the first thing she sees is that familiar, reassuring image of Daniela's back, restlessly moving in bed.

"You're not sleeping." Yn says the obvious in a whisper, her voice slightly hoarse.

There's a pause where Dani slowly turns over in the dark, looking at Yn for a few seconds, then looking away.

"No, I am." Daniela replies back.

Yn laughs lightly, rubbing her eyes and snuggling closer into her sheet, feeling the weight of the two of them pulling her down.

"What's wrong?" She asks.

Dani sighs and Yn knows she's pouting like every time.

"I don't know." She mumbles. "It's just my head."

Yn breathes a little deeper this time and she feels her ankle touch Dani’s.

"It never stops. It's like..." She stops. "Forget it, it's not important."

"It seems pretty important, actually." Yn replies and feels Dani shrink in front of her.

"It's not."

There are a few seconds of silence and Yn seems to be trying to read Dani’s expression, trying to understand everything inside her best friend. She always saw that Dani had a difficult time getting to sleep, and the solution was always just... to be there, sometimes to stroke her back until she fell asleep against the palm of her hand when things were comfortable enough.

But they never talked about it the next morning, they never had to: what happened at dawn stayed at dawn.

"You can talk to me." Yn mutters.

"I know.”

Yn looks at her, and it's as if there's a whole universe just in the girl's eyes, and all the secrets and mysteries can be discovered there.

"Then do it." The younger one smiles and looks so simple.

Daniela just looks at her, and she thinks that life could be much easier for girls like her if there were only people like Yn in the world. Pure people who loved, who lived as if it were their first and last life, and who had hearts big enough to hold all kinds of good words.

People like Yn, who listened in the dark.

"I feel like such a fake these days." Dani says, shrinking a little into her own body. "As if... I pretend to be someone I'm not, all the time. It's like a big theater play."

"What?"

"Life. Life is like acting until you can't stand it anymore and miss all your lines that you should have memorized."

Yn looks at her best friend for a few seconds, and there she sees that people carry many worlds inside them, and sometimes some worlds are in crisis, in war — searching for words to make peace.

And sometimes peace is pretending, pretending that everything is fine until it really is. But, in the back of your mind, you know that the wound hasn't closed, and that it's still bleeding, even if silently, even if no one sees it — even though you're seeing it. Even though you see yourself bleeding every day.

But you still pretend, pretend until all your blood is gone.

"I think I'm a very bad actress." Dani says. "I just... can't be the way people expect me to be."

"I don't expect anything from you." Yn says automatically. "You don't have to act when you're with me."

"I don't do that." Dani says and her toes trace a line on Yn's shin, soft as a feather. "Being with you is like... backstage at a play, maybe."

"Really?" Yn smiles slightly.

"yep."

Dani looks at Yn, and sometimes it's hard to find beauty in the world. Even with so many landscapes and art and faces, the world is on fire, and everything is burning down. And maybe the universe is running out, and there are few lives left to live as if they were your last.

Happiness is hard to come by.

Peace even more so.

And artists wonder, are there still beautiful things in the world?

Dani thinks that maybe, just maybe, she has found the answer as she looks at a girl in front of her who is wearing her pajamas.

"Yn?." She whispers, her voice as gentle as a love song.

Dani murmurs, closing her eyes slightly.

"I think you're my favorite person in this world."

The younger one opens her eyes, and she holds onto Dani as if she depended on it, although they wouldn't even be touching if it weren't for their ankles tangled at the end of the bed.

But she felt, for a fraction of a second, that there was something strong between them — stronger than any other connection or invisible string of fate.

She just knew it was right.

Yn just knew that she was right in that moment, living that life with Dani, being enough, being everything they needed to be — being bad actresses to the rest of the world, but just two girls with each other.

And, that day, Yn wanted to be a poet or an artist, so she could write works and many words to describe this incredible world she was living in with Daniela. But, well, she wasn't a poet.

Yn was just a girl who love very much.

She looks at Dani, and just says before falling asleep: "And I think you're my favorite person in the universe.”

✦‎ THE THIRD: even your heart, I wanna know

Would you ruin yourself a million little times for love?

Would you break and rebuild yourself again, healing wounds with your own blood, just to find out if there is still beauty?

Love is in all the little things, and the big ones too, yet only a few people can see it. And it's not about having good eyesight, or being observant — it's about being born with that gift of seeing love even when the world and everything is falling down.

Some people were just like that, and others weren't.

Daniela didn't seem to have been born with that gift. She often didn't believe in love, the seasons passed and she didn't even seem to notice. People said that she was as cold as winter. And… It was as if she was empty of passion.

Yn, meanwhile, was just full of it.

Yn liked flowers, and Dani liked the bright colors of the petals. She was a rather negative person sometimes, but she believed Yn when she said that things would get better. The early mornings seemed empty in her room. Yn loved the dawn, but she didn't like silence — she liked peace. Summer was leaving and everyone was waiting anxiously for spring to arrive. Cherry blossom petals decorated the streets.

And Daniela would take one by one and give it to Yn, just because they look like those sweet rosy cheeks.

Well, maybe the world is really dark and empty for certain people, maybe Daniela isn't that romantic, or maybe she doesn't even believe that her heart can carry love.

But... she could definitely see the beautiful things.

Yn was one of them.

On the other side of the window, leaves were falling and being carried away by the wind. Across the silent classroom, there were students paying attention to the teacher's sloppy explanation. There was Yn, her head resting on her hand, fighting a battle against sleep and trying to not let her eyes close.

She stretches and rubs her eyes, looks around the room for a few seconds. And then she sees that Daniela is looking at her.

There's a smile on her face, as always. A smile that Yn likes to think belongs only to her.

It's enough to mess with her head, and it's even hard to smile back.

It's difficult because it just is, because Daniela keeps looking at her from the other side of the room. And Yn knows damn well that even if everything went dark, the first thing she would see would be Dani's light.

Now, you may be wondering what Daniela and Yn are. It's a delicate question, not a difficult one, just one with a very... subtle answer that even they can't figure out most of the time.

It was just..that. A friendship, for sure. Dani and Yn had been friends since 7th grade, and now, in their 2nd year of high school, maybe things had been lost and found along the way, and now they were in a big but sensitive and discreet mess: they were in love.

Obviously, being in love with your best friend can be a terrible thing, something that has a great chance of ruining a beautiful and important friendship. In situations like that, words could be like bombs dropping in surprise on the territories — the fields called the heart, which could bleed or just... heal.

But before using words (which is already very complicated, honestly) there is what we might call space. You can decide how the space will be: big, small, deep or shallow. The only certainty is that there will be a delimited space between love and, of course, friendship.

And nobody talks much about it, but that space hurts.

It's an emptiness, but there is silence and doubt. You think, should I go over to the other side? Going from friendship to love, crossing that bridge, is maybe a decision you can never take back, something you can't regret, otherwise you'll fall.

Then there's nothing else.

It's only a... hole. And you just fell in.

When the last class bell rings, the students pick up their materials and slowly make their way out of the classroom. Dani watches Yn put everything in her backpack, waiting for her by the door.

"Come on, I don't want to miss the bus because of you." Daniela hurries her along and Yn just smiles at her, her dimples above her cheek showing.

The two of them walk through the hallways together, relieved that it's Friday and that they're finally going home. Leaving the building, they remain silent as they cross the sidewalk and step on the flowers that are constantly falling from the trees.

Like an everyday scene in the life of high school students, there were couples everywhere: the boy carrying the girl's bag while holding her hand and listening to her talk about her day, glancing at her sometimes, without saying anything specific, just listening attentively.

Yn stares intently at the couple a little ahead of them, seeing the boy stop abruptly and then slowly take a strand of the girl's brown hair from her eyes, brush it behind her ear and smile. The girl smiles at her boyfriend, then leans in to kiss him sweetly on the lips.

"You're staring." Dani comments in a low voice, nudging Yn.

She looks away and returns to walking, her cheeks suddenly turning hot.

"They're cute." The younger girl mutters, her tone almost bordering on disappointment.

"They are." Dani nods, looking at Yn out of the corner of her eye. "Why are you like this?"

"Just thinking."

Look, Yn was always thinking about something. Sometimes it was like a damn torture, her brain just wouldn't stop, ever, not even for a second, and it was just hard. She noticed things too much, things that she sometimes has no way of controlling, things that aren't even within her reach — but, even so, she thought about them, and never stopped.

She thought a lot about her life. About her friendships, about people, about passion. About the romance she'd never experienced. About what she felt — something like love. About girls, and boys too. About friends, and this Daniela Avanzini girl.

She thought a lot about Daniela, every damn moment of her life.

"What exactly?" Dani asked, looking down at her feet, as if hesitating about the answer she might receive.

A few moments of silence, Yn tries to find her words in the middle of her messy brain.

"Have you ever dated anyone?" Yn asks innocently, her eyes big with curiosity as she looks at her friend.

"No. You know I haven't."

Yn nods. They barely ever talked about that kind of subject, so she was measuring her words carefully at that moment.

"But... Have you ever liked anyone?"

"I think... yeah, maybe. But I'm a bit bad at identifying my feelings, not good at this kind of thing..." Dani waits a few seconds before continuing. "What about you?"

"What?"

"Have you had feelings for someone?"

"I-I don't know... I guess I'm bad at that sort of thing too."

Dani lets out a small laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Yn mutters, embarrassed.

"I think a lot of people might like you." Dani comments, smiling at nothing. Yn looks at her curiously, walking slowly as they reach the bus stop.

"Really?"

"yep." Dani says. "Boys, mostly.”

Yn bites the inside of her cheek. She thinks about it for a moment, about people liking her... She doesn't feel anything about it, though. She didn't know whether to consider it a good thing or a bad thing, she just...

She keeps looking at Daniela.

"Daniela." She calls out. "Do you think there's any difference between loving a friend and loving a... a..."

"A boy?"

"Or a girl." Yn breathes as she says it.

Daniela, who had previously been looking at the few cars passing by on the little-trafficked street, turns her head towards Yn and looks at her intently, as if searching for something.

"You..." She tries to say, but ends up being lost. "I think there must be a difference. Maybe it's just... more intense, you know, being in love."

"Yeah, maybe." Yn agrees. "I was wondering what it was like"

"I think it's... big, you know? Like a big explosion. It's so huge and intense that it explodes, and then melts into you again."

Yn looks at her and Dani knows she said too much. But it's as if she's just describing her own chest in that and so many other moments of her life. Like a sun inside her, pulsating and wanting to be let out and warm someone else beyond that interior. A kind of heat that burns, but doesn't hurt — it warms, actually.

"It sounds... good.”

"If it's with the right person..." Dani hesitates. "It must be good, yes."

"Yeah." Yn murmurs, looking down at her hands shyly. "I'd like to fall in love."

Daniela stays silent, and she knows that there's something in Yn that she should be able to read, as if the girl is constantly wanting to leave words in the rest of her speech.

"I think it's hard for someone to fall in love with me." Dani laughs a little.

"What do you mean?" Yn frowns.

Dani plays with her hands, leaning against the wall of some house without looking at Yn.

"People say I'm cold. They've told me that I don't show my feelings, and that's why I don't seem to love anyone. Something like that." Daniela mutters, exposing that wound that hurts and never seems to heal.

Yn stays silent for a few seconds, looking at Dani: her blonde hair and small face, her eyes so big and so, so bright. her lips, which spoke beautiful things and truths, her skin illuminated by the light coming through the clouds. As beautiful as the sun.

And Yn thinks, how could someone who shines so brightly be called cold?

"What?" Dani asked quietly, realizing that Yn was staring at her.

"Those people are wrong." She says very decisively, almost angrily. "You're not like that."

"No, I understand why they say that. I just... I don't know." Daniela shrugs. "It's complicated."

Yn continues to frown, leaning against the wall next to Dani, their shoulders touching, the shade of the cherry trees protecting them.

"That's not true. Daniela," Yn says, looking at every detail of Dani's face. "I see love in you. A lot, actually.”

Daniela looks at Yn, at her eyes, and there it is. No matter why or how, she's always there. In all her detail and beauty, Daniela listens to her, to her words.

Because she knows that no one else would say something like that in the whole world except Yn.

And something swells inside her chest, and there is something that has long been hidden behind layers of skin and history: a heart.

A feeling.

"Thank you." Dani just says it, but it's as if she's opening her body and showing everything to Yn, and only to her.

The other girl smiles and they wait for the bus to arrive in silence. It's simple, like a routine — but it's not simple, it's very exciting, your chest moving restlessly when you're close to someone you definitely like with your whole body.

Sometimes you fall in love with your best friends.

And sometimes, that's the purest kind of love.

On the bus, they share a single earphone and Yn lets Daniela choose the song. ' Bonfire , by Wave to earth, echoes in their little world and it's as if something very heavy has been removed from their souls. The clouds regroup in the sky, and while they are so protected, a soft and silent rain begins to decorate the day that was still sunny.

Daniela naps on Yn's shoulder. They were so close, and it's very easy for Yn to draw lines on the back of Dani's hand when it doesn't require any kind of explanation.

When they got off the bus, Dani took Yn's hand and the two of them ran through the rain, dodging the small puddles that were forming. They laugh as they start to approach Daniela's house, slowing down and taking cover under the roof of the small balcony.

"You're all wet now." Yn says as she runs her hands through Dani's hair and face, drying her off while Daniela still smiles and looks at her with those huge eyes that would make anyone dizzy.

"You are too." Yn laughs a little as she pulls away from Dani, taking her time to keep her hands off her. "You didn't even have to come all this way.”

"I wanted to." She says, her fingers dragging along the strap of Dani's backpack.

They're silent, and it's silly. It's an addictive kind of emotion that controls them, letting their eyes penetrate each other without as much fear as before, because they know they're the same. Wet hearts and words, soaked by that afternoon's rain, can take forever to dry if no one does anything.

"Dani." Yn calls out.

Daniela takes a deep breath and remains right where she was, she doesn't move away, she just looks at Yn more closely, as if, at some point, she will be able to see everything inside the girl's brain.

"Mm."

"You said falling in love is like an explosion." Yn begins, her words coming out almost in a whisper. "And I like to feel intense things, and usually I feel a lot. But... I also get afraid."

She looks at Dani, and she knows that there are eternities just in that look. She knows there is so much history and beauty.

"But I don't feel afraid with you. I wanted to tell you that." Yn smiles slightly, her lips trembling. "You make me very brave."

"Yn..." Dani tries to move closer, but the younger girl takes a small step back and continues to stare at her.

“No, listen to me. You might think it would be difficult for someone to fall in love with you, but I don't think so!" Yn continues to say, her tone clear and loud. "I think..."

"Ynie..." Dani just smiles.

"You said that a lot of people might like me, but I think that happens to you, actually." Yn continues to take steps backwards and feels her back bump into the balcony fence.

"Yn." Daniela’s hands were cold on Yn's warm face.

"But I-"

Dani holds her back before she says anything and it's just enough for Yn’s words to be lost on Dani’s lips. She mumbles something, and Daniela breathes it all in as she holds her face with both hands, sinking into Yn.

Her mouth was wet and the taste of rain mixed with the taste of Daniela. There were arms, and there were Yn's hands trying to hold on to something she always thought was out of her reach.

But it was there, so close.

Dani's tongue wrapped around Yn's as if she was trying to reach the center of the universe. They whirled together like two orbiting planets colliding.

An explosion. A perfectly and damn beautiful explosion.

Yn kisses Daniela forever and softly, feeling her face and the soft touch of her lips, trailing her hands down her back calmly and squeezing her waist only to see Dani slide into her and hide.

"Ynie..." Dani murmurs against her lips, that nickname she only uses sometimes causing Yn to vibrate against her. "Hey."

"Mm..." Yn whispers, kissing Dani's cheek without leaving any space.

"I think I know what it's like to like someone."

Yn stops and looks at her, close enough to see through the other's face and soul, their noses almost touching. She sees, deep in Daniela’s eyes, that truth.

"Do you?" She just wants to confirm it.

She nods, pouting slightly. She kisses Yn's cheek innocently, close to her ear, and whispers:

"If I'm really in love, I'm very happy it's with you."

And Yn is there. She listens. And, honestly, there is one certainty at that moment: there are so, so many beautiful things in the world. Things and universes that were destroyed, but Yn would rebuild everything again for a little more love, a little more time.

Love is one of the few things that remains, you know.

At the end of each day, the universe can end, you can lose, die from the disease of love and all the flowers, forget it, forgive it. But it will still be there like the smell of smoke, marked with a tattoo kiss — it will still be etched in destiny like two bright stars destined to meet.

Rain on a sunny day, the end of the rainbow that no one ever finds, truth and passion. There are so many beautiful things, no time, and clarity can still be found in what no one says.

Flowers are born and wither and die, but they are still there like the story of a heart — or a soul.

It's alive. You are alive. So, so perfectly alive.

✦‎ THE LAST: together, we paint up the sky

The only one. The whole hoax. The eclipsing sun, the ashes of his fire. Hands that touch, grasp, hold — the last plan of that last life.

Not many remain after the souls leave.

But there are still so many lives, countless stories and memories trapped in weak organisms, vivid souls, minds that no longer ponder. Eyes that don't see, that don't tell, don't live and don't listen.

They only remember.

Their roots in the ground and the sun burning down. Spring comes and goes, winter is sad but never lonely; summer is loud. Loving in silence is difficult, in secret it's painful, but still, someone would die for someone else in secret.

There are so many truths out there, but no one ever believes it when the heavens tell you that it's your last time.

Nobody appreciates it enough.

Nobody knows if you're destined to love that same girl in all the other lives you're going to live.

But then you look around, and this time the flower is on you, and it's on her too. Like spring personified, you feel it and you know that in many other loves it doesn't stay forever. You know that some die, and others just end — or lie or stay, or just... forget.

You know that, as well as staying, your love has survived.

Feeling the earth, the petals being touched by the wind, that soul that remained in that flower knows that next to it, the love of her life is also growing.

And so there it is: it has survived. Through all the universes and reincarnations and destinies and lives and so many souls, love has survived.

Two roses side by side in the garden, under the sun and the clouds. If anyone saw those two beautiful, pure flowers, no one would ever think that in other worlds, they had been two girls in love.

Two who love in secret. Two who love in silence. And then two who are just the purest form of love.

And until kingdom come, there was love.

In all the seasons and days, where that white-haired lady — the owner of the garden — watered the two flowers and poured her hopes into them. At every moment, where the wind tried to blow them away, but their roots kept them in place forever and ever. Every time someone smelled their pollen, hoping it would smell like childhood.

In all the worlds where there were promises, that time, they were there to finally bring the beautiful things.

To make it true, they built what they had always dreamed of, what they had always tirelessly searched for.

To find beauty in love, in kisses, in sincerity and truth. In the flower of destiny, there would be so many more things, passing down their throats and leaving their traces as if they were history.

I would love you so much that I would get sick.

And I would heal you a million times over.

Those flowers that carry their souls could one day be born in their stomachs, flooding their hearts. But even if the ending wasn't happy and crimson blood stained their skins, it would still be marked with love.

All the lives, the days, the moments, the happiness and the sadness: everything was so flooded with love.

Two girls dance as the world ends, flowers grow together. Breaths held tightly and connected, a pact in silence, invisible to the others.

It will never be broken.

Even when that world ends.

Even when it's the last, and those two souls say goodbye. When it gets cold and spring is over, the only thing that seems real was when the flowers were still falling on the sidewalks.

They looked at the clouds in the sky and slept in the same bed.

Wishing that two and a half years could last forever.

Loving in secret and hating and loving again and hiding. Living again and0 again and again .

Choosing once more, like a goddamn alignment of universes. After all, the sky was blue, the sun was bright and they were the biggest stars.

And now they're flowers,

plucked and carried away from their homeland, where peace does not reach and screams do not pass.

The hand that pulled the root out of the earth and grabbed one of them was small and warm, but there was no love like before.

And at that moment, someone — anyone — could swear. Somewhere, it's as if a soul has been lost, and one last breath has ceased. In other universes, there were best friends who were forgotten, and loves that ended.

There were lies, and a lot of sadness.

There was death, and the lowest point had already been reached.

The highest point, however, was still right there.

At that moment, some tragedy may have struck, and souls were separated when they had promised to be together forever and more.

And the next day, when the love of a life was plucked and carried away, the other was lost. The flower along with the soul withered, and then something stirred, changed.

Nobody knew what, but somewhere, a new beautiful thing was born.

And then we could see for ourselves: beauty was still there, in all its shapes and forms.

Even though it was over, even though it had withered and died and the goodbyes were all real, there were still so many stories that hadn't been told.

So many souls, universes, lives and worlds. Secrets and truths, sincerities. Everything was still there, alive, so alive that if you want it desperately,

you can make it happen.

Love was still there. And it was the only thing that never died.

[maxity666]

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this is for you maxi.

[muffinsin]

Hi muffin!

Can you please do a dimitriscu fam x age reg r?

Except r is around 19 so in general she's also the youngest and she never had a loving mother so she lives to call alcina mama a lottttttt.

Let's say she was abused by her previous family a lot, little to no food, made to clean ho after them, not allowed to eat at the table and made to sleep outside at some point. And the Dimitriscu family undoes each one of the damage slowly

(Ur fics are so comforting, I hope you have a good day )

Awhhh, absolutely! Some platonic loving and fluff is super needed, I feel XP I’m happy to see my work bringing comfort🙇‍♀️!

Let’s get into it :)

Masterlists

Arriving at the castle, you didn’t have high hopes

In fact, following the whispers and rumors heard in the village, you were sure you wouldn’t last one month

Hell, they called it. The devil’s den

Full of monsters

A place bringing only despair. Blood, and death. Pain, helplessness. Isolation

Yes, there is pain, and death, and isolation

But, that isn’t quite the whole story

Sometimes, innocent maids are hurt

Often, they are not nearly as innocent as the villagers and other maidens like to make them out to be, some outright trying to hurt the castle’s inhabitants directly or indirectly

You don’t want to hurt them, and not only because you’re sure they’re able to kill you instantly, should they choose to

No, you… you find humanity in them, more than you have in the villagers and maidens around you, more than you have found in your parents

Alcina Dimitrescu is…stern. But not mean

She expects loyalty, and efficiency. She expects the staff to do their work, to think critically when needed and obey mindlessly at other times

Bela Dimitrescu, you find, thinks similarly, not standing for incompetence and laziness

Cassandra Dimitrescu cares little for the maids, seeing them as playthings only. And still, you find humanity even in her

You see how bored she is, how very annoyed at times

Knowing this, you’ve never once been at the receiving end of her blade, staying away when you sense she’s frustrated, offering and listing things to do that you’re sure the sadist will like when she gets a little too close

And lastly, Daniela

She’s the first to have truly interacted with you

While attempting to flirt at first, quite usual for the redhead, her gaze shifted after a little while of talking to you

While described as manic and dangerous, you find Daniela is the most like a human, desperate for love and happiness

She’s eager to have conversations with you, to genuinely get to know you

She’s curious about your life, even tells you a little of hers

At the beginning of your time working at the castle you already find a friend in her, finding it easy to talk to her

With her cheery, youthful attitude and behavior, it’s easy to see she’s the youngest, easy to imagine she isn’t all that much older than you, years instead of centuries

Then, one day it changes, when the castle is attacked by lycans hunting in the nearby woods

You know the procedures, know what to do, have been trained

Yet, raw fear is what’s eating you alive, fear you haven’t felt since leaving your family to work at the castle

And abandoning all instructions, you decide to hide in the nearest room you could find

A room that just happens to be Alcina Dimitrescu’s private chambers

For most, this would mean a swift death. The staff is not welcomed into any private chambers unless specifically selected and tasked to enter them

Alas, even when the abnormally large woman stands before you, her claws out, she recognizes you as the little human befriending her lonely, youngest daughter

The loyal one, Daniela calls you

The sweet one

The honest one

The young one

And looking at your face, the matriarch immediately saw it. Your youth. Your fear. Your helplessness. Your desperation that drove you to hide out here

She pulls in her claws again, looking you over

Such a little face, such fear in your wide eyes

This is no place for a thing as young as you

Who of her staff has employed you?! You’re barely of age

When the door rattles and another lycan is heard breaking into the other side of it, trying to claw its way in, she does what comes instinctively for her, even when back then she doesn’t yet know why

You squeak in surprise and terror as you’re lifted, high off the ground, just out of reach when the door eventually gives in

Instead, you’re safe as the few Lycans at the other side are slaughtered easily, hiding away your face to spare yourself the brutal display of metallic claws digging through fur and flesh

You realize; she’s holding you by your waist, has gently raised you to her hip, where you can hold onto her shoulder for balance and hide in the fabric of her dress as growls are all that is still heard before the lycans die down

Alcina, on her part, feels- odd

The way you cling onto her dress in fear, hide away, the way you feel fitted against her

It reminds her of the times her three daughters were but newborns, clinging to her as she carried them, their little legs, while adult sized, not nearly strong enough to hold them up yet. How they had wobbled unsteadily like baby deers, holding onto their Mother and whining and screeching to be lifted when they inevitably became irritated at their inability to walk just yet

You aren’t one of them

And still…

You feel so familiar in her arms

So right

Like you are hers. Like you do belong to her

She thought she saved you for Daniela, thought she saved you to keep her daughter’s one friend alive. Alas, that isn’t the only or main reasoning behind her action

Instinct, rather, which she feels again now Alcina feels your little, human hands on her dress, holding tight even as you’re too shy to ask to be let down or to ask to stay with her

You want to stay

She saved you

She’s holding you so…kindly

You feel safe, maybe the first time in your life

Never has your family held you like this. So…gentle

You can tell she’s holding back her strength on purpose to avoid hurting you, easily displayed by how quickly she destroyed the intruding lycans

As though stuck in this position, you only hold onto her as she walks out the room, ducking too when she ducks through the doorway and reaching up automatically to hold her hat for her when it dares slip from her

At this, you hear a surprising, new sound

Laughter

Fond laughter

No mocking is evident in her tone, only wonder and fondness, even glee

You can’t help but blush, and when you’re sure she isn’t looking, hide back against her shoulder

Against her, you feel and are so incredibly small, held easily with one hand, lifted high above the ground and all threats

You’re brought to a room you don’t recognize, though soon figure out it must belong to Daniela by the many romance books on the shelves, the fluffy pillows and unorganized mess on the ground

Embarrassingly, you almost whine when you’re set down on the bed, losing the comforting touch of the older woman

You refuse to make a sound, can’t make a sound, only look up with wide, somewhat teary eyes

You can’t help that, even as you actively force yourself not to reach for her again already

You’re scared, and don’t want her to leave

As if sensing this, her large hand raises, and your cheeks burn up when the woman cups your face in her hand

This comfort…you can’t help but let a few tears drop, utterly overwhelmed by your fear of the lycans and the strangeness of the situation

Never have you heard of any of the ladies of the castle treating a human like this, except maybe a lover

You know though, a lover isn’t what the older woman sees in you. Still, you don’t yet know what she sees instead

“You will be safe here, little one”, she promises, her voice sure and steady. You gulp, nodding at her words

You don’t know what else to say, what else to do. Can only obey as you have all your life

She shoots you an involuntary smile, the soft kind that is normally only reserved for her precious daughters

When she leaves the room and blocks the door behind her, you immediately miss her

You frown, confused

You don’t even know her that well, know practically nothing about her

Oh; but you felt so, so safe in her arms

You sit in the large, comfortable bed for a little bit, but soon get up, feeling guilty and wrong for being in such a nice room, such a nice bed

You know, this isn’t yours

This is Daniela’s

Will she be furious to find you here?

You whimper as your own thoughts threaten to overwhelm you

Instead, you decide to help out, cleaning the messy room and putting lost books back onto the shelves and pencils back to the desks, clothing to the closet or a pile at the corner of the room, pillows back into the bed

You think, Daniela will like it. You know how she wants her things cleaned by now, know she doesn’t necessarily care about a specific pattern and organization system like her eldest sister

Hours pass, the monstrous sounds from the outside of the room slowly dying down a little

You jump when flies surround you, flinch when arms wrap around you

“You’re okay!”

Huh?

You find yourself smudged against Daniela’s chest, the one disadvantage to your clear height difference, whining a little as you try to turn your head away

She giggles at this, but doesn’t release you

“You’re fussy today!”

You almost immediately freeze up, thinking she’s scolding you, but her tone is light and her words accompanied by giggles

She holds you tight, but her grip is not too tight, doesn’t hurt you

“I just wanted to check on you, little one. We’re almost done!”, she promises

You’re so confused…do they all care for you?

Why?

Simply because you’re considered Daniela’s friend?

When no response comes from you, the redhead simply talks again

“Oooo, you cleaned my room! Perfect!”, she coos, giggling when she grabs one of the daggers you found and placed on her desk

Then, something unexpected

You freeze when she leans down, gently pressing a kiss to your forehead

Your eyes nearly go cross trying to see, and your cheeks are bright pink when she pulls away

Immediately, she coos and cups your warm cheeks

“Sit tight, little one!”, she giggles as she swarms off again, leaving you flustered and confused yet again

Standing still for a few moments, you eventually manage to move again, until you stand at the mirror and see the black lipstick mark left on your forehead

For the first time she feels less like your friend, but rather- familiar

Almost like the older sister you always wished you had, the caring and loving kind, the one to protect you from the cruelty of this world and your family

You never got this lucky, sadly

But…it feels so nice, you don’t even brush the lipstick mark from your forehead

Staying in her room, you find there isn’t much to do, really

You don’t want to snoop around, don’t want to touch Daniela’s things without permission

You sit at her desk, try hard not to touch anything of hers

That is, until your eyes catch sight of the little bottle standing on her shelf

Could it be?

You rise from the chair you’re sat on, gently hold the small bottle in your hand

Soap bubbles?

Despite your worry regarding touching her things, you just can’t resist

You unscrew the top and coo at the shape and the soap glistening inside of it

Blowing, your eyes widen at the colorful bubbles now floating through the room

You giggle happily, blowing some more

Never have you felt this happy, this carefree. Never, unless maybe before, carried and held tight to Alcina Dimitrescu’s large and warm body

You playfully poke one of them, giggling as it pops

And another. Another

You blow more, set the bottle down and chase them around the room eagerly

When you manage to catch them all, you blow more, more and more

The beautiful, colorful bubbles move about in the room, and you can’t help but chase them yet again

Only when you’re about to climb the bed to reach the highest ones, the door opens

Startled, you nearly fall off the large, high bed. In fact, you’re sure you do, even squeal in shock and close your eyes, bracing for impact

Only does it never come

Strong arms hold you, catching your body just before you fall

When you look up, you find Cassandra staring down at you, her eyebrow raised, her face smeared with blood as usual

Your bottom lip quivers automatically, assuming you might just be next

Alas, pain does not greet you

In fact, noticing your reaction, she lifts you almost gentle, settling you to sit at her hip. With your height difference, you find you sit even rather comfortably, if not as comfortable as you were by her mother’s hip

You’re rocked, soon find comfort wash over you

You’re so exhausted, having worried for the past hours, cried at every little noise from outside the room

You can’t help but rest your head against her shoulder, can’t help but raise your hand to your face and suckle at the tip of your thumb softly

Perhaps, you will die, as the many villagers and maidens predicted, as your family teased

But you’re so comfortable, so happy to be held for the second time in your life, you can’t bring yourself to care or even to pull away

Listening to the buzzing sounds of Cassandra’s blowflies, you feel your eyes sleep shut and sleep take you, exhaustion and worry at last catching up to you

When you awaken, it’s on top of something comfortable and warm, soft and hard just the right amount

You think you’re alone for a moment, but then voices prove you wrong

Even before you can open your eyes, you recognize Daniela’s voice

“Is she up yetttt? I want to play with her, Mother!”

What?

Then, another voice. Lady Bela

“Will you calm yourself, Dani? You know you aren’t supposed to play with her yet. You’ll just hurt her!”

A scoff. A sound that implies Daniela just stuck her tongue out at her sister and exhaled sharply. Met with a playful shriek

“Nuh uh! I won’t! I hugged her before and she was completely fine!”

And lastly, another voice, deeper and more mature than the one of the sisters

“Calm yourself, dragas, and don’t forget yourselves. Such little humans are sensitive”. She speaks as if she’s looking at one sister directly. Daniela or Cassandra, if you had to guess

And still, you don’t quite understand

You open your eyes and blink away the exhaustion, finding your cheek smudged against a soft, white fabric

Pondering on it for a moment, you recognize it as Alcina’s dress even before you lift your head and find out, to your surprise, embarrassment and slight horror:

You’re right on Alcina’s lap, dozing when you should 100% be at work

You scramble up immediately despite the remaining exhaustion you feel, causing all of their attention to shift to you

The smile Alcina shoots you…you almost can’t take it, it’s so sweet, so gentle

You flinch automatically when a body throws itself against your back, a little too enthusiastic, a little too playful and eager to talk to you again

In your tired state, you’re somewhat shameless, automatically squeaking as you lunge forwards, gripping onto the front of Alcina’s dress as you press yourself against her

She coos only, whereas you hear a few giggles from behind you

Flustered, you merely stay as you are, whimpering and trying to resist the urge to bite into the soft fabric at your face

You find yourself turned though, held gently on top of the tall woman’s comfortable lap. You’ve never felt so small, so little in mind and body, surrounded by women older, taller, and oddly caring

Your eyes meet the dark golden ones of Cassandra, then drop down to her hands, lazily playing with her sickle. She sends you a smile, more genuine than you have ever seen her wear before

Flustered, you turn to watch Bela, draped along the sofa with her younger sister, her head in Cassandra’s lap, her eyes closed as though ready to fall asleep

And lastly, Daniela, halfway on top of her mother’s lap too, smiling and waving at you

Shyly, you wave back at her

You feel a large arm wrap around her, gentle fingers holding you

You’re so confused; what’s happening? Why are you here? Is this the end?- it doesn’t feel like the end. It’s warm and comfortable, happy even

You feel Daniela hug you first, her grip tight at first, but she quickly holds you a little gentler when Alcina reminds her to mind her strength

“We’ll have so much fun together!”, she cheers

You only nod, unsure what she means by this

Then, she turns, and you giggle as she swarms over to Bela upon seeing her asleep. Being the younger sister she is, she shakes her sister’s shoulders roughly, laughing in delight when she’s chased in return

You watch them all for a moment, content to blend into Alcina. Despite somewhat knowing them, you can’t help but feel shy and out of place

Ignoring the two women’s bickering- which eventually drives them to tackle each other and roll onto Cassandra’s lap, who joins in hissing and growling- the tall woman lifts you a little

You find yourself on face level with her, your wide eyes looking into her golden ones

You even see your reflection in them and must resist the urge to wave at it

“Tell me about yourself, little one”, she asks- or demands? You aren’t too sure, but don’t question her either

Being too exhausted and confused to be anything but truthful, you tell her everything, tell her about your family and how they sent you off to die at the castle the moment you outgrew your use

You wish you could tell her more, could tell her of interests of yours, about your friends

But you weren’t encouraged to explore, to express yourself, to define interests, to make friends

As such, you have painfully little information you can provide her with, but she doesn’t seem to mind

Her heart breaks to hear your family abandoned you, yet, a flash of possessiveness sparks within her too

She doesn’t know why, doesn’t know why now; but she must have you

She wants to hold you, day and night, your precious eyes set on her, to keep you safe and happy

But Alcina Dimitrescu has lived long, far too long to play and act coy or insecure, and far too noble and powerful to ask for permission

You’re hers, she has decided, and claims so out loud, too, something you assume the three sisters have known ever since she left you in Daniela’s room, thus the reason the castle’s sadist was so uncharacteristically gentle with you

“You’re mine now, little one”

You know the words should scare you, should make you worry

You don’t fully know what they mean, but you know you’ll embrace whatever is to come, pain and happiness alike

From this day on, your relationship to the Dimitrescu family changes dramatically

No longer employed as a maid, you’re given a larger room, nearby Alcina’s and Daniela’s wing

True to her promise and claim, you are Alcina’s, and everyone knows it

Still getting used to the affection they all effortlessly grant you, you like to stick near the head of the family, often sitting rather quiet and merely cuddling into her

Dinners and breakfasts are shared with them, though being the youngest allows you to stick with at least one member of your new family at nearly at times

When Alcina is too busy to even hold you on her lap, you’re allowed to play with Cassandra, usually chasing or playing hide and seek together

She always wins, but you don’t mind. It’s just nice to have someone to play with. A sister, not only to play with you but ready to snarl at all who as much as give you a mean look

When Cassandra is in the basements, there’s still always the option of being with Bela

You find you sleep best around her, her voice comforting, the quiet atmosphere of her room a nice break from the chaos you and your other two older sisters get up to

Often, you’re allowed to sleep on top of her lap, sucking your thumb idly as you do

Sometimes, she even takes a break and reads to you, or teaches you new things

Daniela is always a joy to be around and often makes time for you, giddy she gets to be an older sister at last

One by one, day by day, they slowly help you understand right and wrong, slowly correct the mistakes made in the past

At dinner, you’re allowed a seat at the table, often even allowed to sit on one of your family’s laps instead when you’re feeling clingy

You get to eat as much as you want, yet never have to empty your plate when you don’t want to

You no longer are made to take the leftovers and sit outside, instead feel the warmth and happiness of a family dinner

With Alcina, there is only one rule: no playing with your food, which especially your two older sisters like to break occasionally while Bela scolds them

Unlike with your family, Alcina never gets scary, though, even when they do this

Instead, she drags giggles from you and Bela when she sighs dramatically, rising from her chair and catching the two sisters before they can swarm off

They’re usually held by the hoods of their dresses like misbehaving cats held up by their scruff, whining about this and that until they promise they will be good and are let down again

Alcina never yells at any of you, never hurts any of you

Bela is never mean to you, never mocks you when you don’t understand what she’s saying

You’re still so young, after all

Cassandra, despite her reputation, never gets rough with you, always protects you from pain

She never grants you a look at exactly what she does in the basements, especially after she told some of it to Daniela once and you had nightmares for a few days

And Daniela is never mean to you, never switches up with her moods around you. She teaches you to express yourself, shows you so many things to help you find what you truly like

You feel safe around them

Do you feel loved? Well, you aren’t entirely sure what that feels like. You don’t ever want to lose them, and know they feel the same way. You’re happy to see them, and you know they feel the same way. You trust them, rely on them, you’d protect them with your life

You love your family, and they love you

As even more time passes, weeks turning into months, you too become more comfortable

In the time spent, you’ve become even more comfortable around them all, especially Alcina

While you love your older sisters, you’ve somewhat turned into a Mama’s girl, wanting to be with her at all times, giggling when she playfully tickles you or lifts you high above your head

The first time you refer to her as this, mama, had her shocked in the best way

Curled up by her side and about to fall back asleep after a nightmare, you let the word slip

“Thank you, mama..”

A tiny whisper in the darkness

A whisper enough for her eyes to widen and a huge smile to spread on her lips

Her little one calling her mama!

You don’t quite recall it in the morning, but when she automatically begins referring to herself as your mama, your heart tightens and tears spilled over

She’s your mama, and she’s the best mama in the entire world!

You love to refer to her as this, too, smiling wildly whenever you get to do so

Alcina never grows tired of hearing it, even encourages you by occasionally asking things like “What has mama’s baby got there?” when you’re about to show her something you’ve made for her or even “How does mama’s little one feel today?”

Soon, she comes up with a new nickname for you, calling you her “little cub” to differentiate from “little fly”, a nickname often used on your older sisters due to their biology

You don’t mind at all

With mama being the big mama bear, you’re happy to be her cub

With your mama and sisters by your side, you’ve never felt happier

No more are the days of skipping meals, not when you’re sat at the family table, giggling when Daniela and Cassandra once again make a scene, humming happily when Bela occasionally spoils you and feeds you, or simply smiling and holding onto your mama as you’re cradled once you’re full

No more do you have to sleep outside, having your own room

Still, you find yourself hardly sleeping there, preferring your mama’s bed, or even one of your sisters’ beds when you crave their attention or affections instead

And, no longer must you fear, because you know your family will forever look out for you, forever encourage you, forever love you

[jaeyunkisser]

jaeyunkisser’s dr list . . . 🩰

JAEYUNKISSER: below is a list of all of my current drs plus my partner in that reality! if no one is listed it means i haven’t decided on or i won’t have a partner in that reality. i will be adding to the list as time goes on because i think of new ones often :3

K-POP DRS

aespa 4th member ♡ kim minjeong & sim jaeyun

billlie

bts 8th member ♡ kim taehyung & jeon jeongguk

bratz (own gg) ♡ sim jaeyun

celeste (own gg) ♡ sim jaeyun

crazy (own gg) ♡ sim jaeyun

enhypen 8th member ♡ sim jaeyun

enhypen 8th member² (y2k concept) ♡ sim jaeyun

enhypen 8th member³ (male member) ♡ sim jaeyun

enhypen 8th member⁴ ♡ nishimura riki

enssera (enhypen x le sserafim) ♡ sim jaeyun

fromis_9 ♡ lee saerom

girls generation

girlnextdoor (own gg) ♡ han dongmin

illit

ive

le sserafim 6th member ♡ sim jaeyun

lockit (own gg)

loona ♡ ha sooyoung

monster high (own gg) ♡ sim jaeyun

newjeans 6th member ♡ nishimura riki

powerpuff girls (own gg)

p1harmony ♡ kim jongseob

rei (female soloist) ♡ sim jaeyun

secret (own gg)

sixsense (own gg)

stray kids 9th member ♡ christopher bahng

tomorrow by together 6th member

tripleS 25th member ♡ park sohyun

uncanny (own bg)

venna (female soloist) ♡ nishimura riki

winx (own gg) ♡ sim jaeyun

FAME DRS

1950’s actress ♡ marilyn monroe

2000’s popstar ♡ britney spears

2010’s popstar ♡ taylor swift

2000’s victoria’s secret supermodel

actress & singer ♡ benjamin wadsworth

actor & singer ♡ sabrina carpenter

author ♡ sim jaeyun

band (the sluts)

basketball player

ballerina ♡ sim jaeyun

celebrity interviewer

choreographer ♡ sim jaeyun

director ♡ jensen ackles

drag queen (gloss)

fashion designer & ceo

gaming youtuber ♡ sim jaeyun

harvard student/future ceo ♡ sim jaeyun

influencer & rhode co-ceo

katseye 7th member ♡ daniela andrea avanzini llorente & megan meiyok skiendiel

mukbang youtuber ♡ sim jaeyun

nepo baby

olympic swimmer ♡ sim jaeyun

royalty ♡ sim jaeyun

supermodel ♡ sim jaeyun

supermodel² ♡ kim taehyung

teen fame ♡ charlie bushnell

travel vlogger ♡ sim jaeyun

lifestyle youtuber ♡ sim jaeyun

TV SERIES/MOVIE DRS

13 going on 30

the 100 ♡ bellamy blake

1976 hogwarts ♡ mattheo riddle

1980 hogwarts ♡ harry potter

accidentally in love

alvin and the chipmunks

a.n.t. farm

the aristocats

a series of unfortunate events

austin & ally ♡ sim jaeyun

avatar

the babysitters club

back to the future ♡ marty mcfly

barbie ♡ stereotypical barbie

barbie’s life in the dream house ♡ barbie

barbie mariposa

barbie mermaid tale ♡ sim jaeyun

barbie thumbelina

best friends whenever

beverly hills chihuahua

boo bitch ♡ sim jaeyun

bottoms ♡ isabel

boy meets world ♡ sim jaeyun

bride wars ♡ sim jaeyun

brooklyn 99 ♡ sim jaeyun

business proposal ♡ sim jaeyun

camp half-blood ♡ luke castellan

captain marvel

cat in the hat

coraline

criminal minds

curious george

deadly class ♡ marcus lopez arguello

descendants ♡ sim jaeyun

despicable me

dog with a blog

eternals

euphoria ♡ maddy perez

fantastic beasts

footloose ♡ ren mccormack

franny’s feet

frozen ♡ sim jaeyun

freeridge ♡ sim jaeyun

gilmore girls ♡ sim jaeyun

girl meets world ♡ maya hart

gold coast (h2o: just add water x the summer i turned pretty x outer banks) ♡ sim jaeyun

good luck charlie

gravity falls

h2o: just add water ♡ sim jaeyun

hannah montana

happy feet

heartstopper

high school musical ♡ sharpay evans

hocus pocus ♡ sim jaeyun

home alone

hotel transylvania ♡ sim jaeyun

how the grinch stole christmas

i am not okay with this

icarly

jessie

kc undercover ♡ sim jaeyun

kickin’ it

komi can’t communicate ♡ shoko komi

lab rats

law & order: special victims unit

lemonade mouth ♡ olivia white

let it shine ♡ sim jaeyun

lilo & stitch

little rascals

little women ♡ sim jaeyun

mako mermaids ♡ sim jaeyun

metal lords

moana

modern family ♡ sim jaeyun

mr. popper’s penguins

my babysitters a vampire ♡ sim jaeyun

night at the museum

the office

on my block ♡ sim jaeyun

outer banks (kook) ♡ kiara carrera

outer banks (kook-pogue) ♡ jj maybank

outer banks (pogue) ♡ sarah cameron

outer banks (pogue-kook) ♡ sim jaeyun

pirates of the caribbean

pixie hollow

polar express

pretty little liars ♡ aria montgomery

princess diaries ♡ sim jaeyun

the princess and the popstar

ratatouille

riverdale ♡ sim jaeyun

the santa clause

sam and cat

sex and the city

shake it up

shameless

sharkboy and lavagirl

sisterhood of the traveling pants ♡ sim jaeyun

smurfs

space jam

spider-man ♡ sim jaeyun (spider-man)

spongebob squarepants

spy kids

starstuck ♡ sim jaeyun

stranger things ♡ robin buckley

strong woman do bong soon

the suite life on deck

the summer i turned pretty ♡ sim jaeyun

the thundermans ♡ sim jaeyun

teen beach movie

teenage mutant ninja turtles

toy story

twilight ♡ sim jaeyun

victorious ♡ sim jaeyun

wicked

wizard of waverly place

zoey 101 ♡ sim jaeyun

VIDEO GAMES DRS

animal crossing

uncharted 4 ♡ nathan drake

grand theft auto 5

hogwarts legacy ♡ sim jaeyun

minecraft

BOOKS/FANFICS DRS

a good girls guide to murder

pretty little liars ♡ aria montgomery

cherry ♡ lee heeseung

dark moon ♡ jino

MISCELLANEOUS DRS

80s

all women paradise

ancient greece

artist

atlantis

angel

baker ♡ sim jaeyun

better cr ♡ sim jaeyun

better cr (rich fangirl) ♡ sim jaeyun

dragon academy

eternal childhood

eternal summer ♡ sim jaeyun

farmer ♡ sim jaeyun

idol school ♡ sim jaeyun

marine biologist ♡ sim jaeyun

santa’s elf

small town ♡ sim jaeyun

studying

summer camp

teacher ♡ sim jaeyun

time travler ♡ sim jaeyun

vampire ♡ sim jaeyun

waiting room (infinite library)

waiting room (spring)

waiting room (summer)

waiting room (fall)

waiting room (winter)

winter wonderland

[yunazxxx]

daniela avanzini x lara raj

cw ; cunnilingus , oral (lara receiving) , fingering , suggestive comments , bad relationship with food (small mention, not so much) etc ?????

wc ; well over 900+

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three hours into their practice, the group’s leader sophia called for them to take a nice ten minutes break. they had been practicing non stop during that time period, to make sure their choreography was perfect.

the girls all spread out around the practice room, lara and daniela stayed together through, walking over to their waters and taking a sip.

lara complained about being hungry slightly, and daniela reminded her why she was, lara hadn’t eaten that day at all. it wasn’t like lara couldn’t, she decided not to actually.

she had her reasons, although manon and daniela kept bugging her to eat but she would continue to refuse to the point the girls gave up on attempting to make her.

she recalled all of it and just laughed it off, daniela just shook her head, walked closer to lara and whispered something in her ear, “i think i can help you out with that” and then she walked off before lara could say something.

sophia called the girls together and they continued to dance and practice for another two hours. as time continued to pass, lara couldnt help but think more and more into what daniela said.

finally their practice ended, meaning they could finally split up into their separate spaces. daniela and manon are rooming, while lara rooms with megan.

while they were winding down, lara went to her room, drinking her tea when her door cracked wider, daniela appearing from behind it.

“think you can finally tell me what you meant from earlier?” lara joked, continuing to drink her tea, typing away on her computer.

“i’d rather just show you” daniela said happily, closing and locking her door. lara wasnt paying the girl much attention, allowing her to do whatever until she got on her bed and began to straddle her waist.

“d-dani-“ she was cut off by daniela kissing her, “come on, you wanted to know so bad, didn’t you?” she asked, and lara just nodded.

daniela held her face while she kissed her deeper, grinding herself against lara, moaning with the girl. “you’re such a good kisser, fuck” daniela mumbled against lara’s skin while she slowly marked her up.

daniela’s hands traveled around her body slowly, as if she was sculpting the girl herself. lara moaned at every touch daniela made to her skin.

she began to kiss down her body, making her way to lara’s shorts. she then began kissing at her clothed clit, making her hips buck into her, lara began whining begging for more.

she pulled back, “hm, no” daniela sat up, watching lara’s eye soften as she begged the girl to help her gain any bit of pleasure, feeling overwhelmed from how horny she got.

“please, p-please. i’m sorry, please, dani please — fucking touch me” lara tried to get her words out, but just came out worse than she wanted. which sparked something inside of daniela, in a swift motion, she pulled the girl’s shorts down.

daniela used her panties and began rubbing at her clit, teasing her fingers against her cunt which had such a thin, soaking wet, fabric just in front of it.

lara squirmed at the touch, her body responding to the teasing so well dani couldn’t help but laugh at her. seeing the way she whined from the smallest touch.

she whispered little things along her skin, making lara physically twitch so much that she could barely breathe. daniela used her other hand and pulled lara’s shirt off, exposing her bra that matched her panties.

“aw, you did this for me?” daniela chuckled, her favorite color being on lara’s body hidden under that overside shirt and shorts made her crave this girl so much more than she already did.

she pulled her panties off, making lara take her bra off. she went down to lara’s clit, holding eye contact with her while she licked at her clit, making lara throw her head back.

small noises came from lara’s lips while dani ate her out, she reached her hand up and grabbed at her breasts, playing with her nipples.

“you taste as good as you look, fuck” daniela moaned against the girl’s cunt. she straightened her tongue and began to fuck

her with her tongue, soon after she pulled her tongue out, replacing it with two digits and kissed lara.

allowing lara to taste herself off of daniela’s tongue while she was getting fucked senseless by her fingers, daniela was rough, lara couldn’t hold herself still, the faster her fingers got, the harder it became.

lara moaned shamelessly into the kiss, her walls tightening around daniela’s fingers, so much that she didn’t know what to do, “p-please, g-gonna — mmhg” lara moaned out.

“wait baby, do that for me, could you?” daniela asked, and lara’s eyes rolled back, “f-fuck, yes! god” she screamed out, surely the members might’ve heard them but daniela didn’t care.

she sped up as fast as her wrists would let her, going down and licking at the girl’s clit, listening to the way she moaned her name before she finally came.

lara now being a panting, sweaty mess, pulled daniela up into a kiss. daniela’s fingers were still inside of her, small squeaks came from lara while dani still thrusted them

inside of her, dragging her orgasm out.

finally, dani pulled out. still kissing lara, she broke it and licked lara’s cum off of her fingers, even making lara suck off the access.

she made lara gag on her fingers while she made her suck them, degrading her while she did so. “fucking slut, love having your throat used huh?” she continued berating the girl, until they were done.

[isas-bathbombs]

credits to @xelinezeddiorsstuff for doing this idea first!

Taylor Swift songs assigned to the Dimitrescu Sisters (angst version):

Bela Dimitrescu

i honestly have so many TS songs assigned to her, heres the whole playlist

Cassandra Dimitrescu

i also have a TS playlist for her over here but i also have a neutral ending playlist here which isn’t exclusively TS but has a lot

Daniela Dimitrescu

i have NOT made a TS playlist for her yet im so sorry :(

I CAN EXPLAIN THESE!! I’ll make a separate post if anyone asks about an explanation for one

[would-they-listen-to-that]

Hello! Could I get a Daniela Dimitrescu self ship playlist from Resident Lover 🥺

‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡ here you go, caller! Dani's my favorite of the sisters in Resident Lover!

Animal - Sir Chloe

Check Yes, Juliet - We the Kings

we fell in love in october - girl in red

3005 - Childish Gambino

Bubble Gum - Clairo

Ocean Avenue - Yellowcard

Do Ya Like - Childish Gambino

bad idea! - girl in red

betty - Taylor Swift

Grand Theft Autumn/Where is Your Boy - Fall Out Boy

thanks for dialing in!

[mashup-writing]

Daniela Dimitrescu (Resident Lover) Headcanons:

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Requested? ❌

"Naiintindihan ko naman, iniiwasan mo lang masaktan."

"I understand, that you're just avoiding being hurt."

Summary: Headcanons about Daniela Dimitrescu (+ MC Romance Route so this contains Filipino Pop Culture references and Tagalog words. Translations will be provided in the Author's Note section at the end of the work.)

Warnings: Minor Angst (Bela's cameos), Suggestive themes, SPOILERS FOR DANIELA'S ROUTE!

Genre: RomCom, Fluff, Slice of Life, Minor Angst

Resident Lover Masterlist

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Regular Headcanons:

Secretly a fan of "Mama Mia".

Listens to Taylor Swift's calmer songs when she's cruising on her skateboard.

Daniela is the kind of girlfriend to go all out every day. Even in just the little ways.

She always has a family picture of her sisters and her mother in her jacket pocket.

Never fails to put on perfume.

Has boards specifically for cruising at night.

Those boards have wheels that light up.

Has scars on her knees, chin, shoulders, and elbows from flying off her board countless of times.

Doesn't tap her skateboard against the ground to clap for her skating bros.

Opting instead to clap normally with her back in perfect posture, like she was clapping for a theatre play instead of a skateboarding competition.

The Dimitrescu sisters were brought up to be classy after all.

MC Romance Headcanons:

MC asked her to teach them how to take care of a board once.

Daniela cried when MC gifted her a custom skateboard put together by their own hands, the bottom painted with a scenery of the local skate park.

She hangs it up on the wall, never taking it out for rides.

Simply thinking of the masterpiece sustaining scrapes sends Daniela to tears.

Whenever she wakes up before MC, she wakes them up with gentle kisses.

Most times her kisses will litter MC's face with fleeting speed. MC wakes up with laughter on these days.

Sometimes her kisses are placed on MC's neck, and on their collarbone.

On days like these, MC wakes up pinned to the mattress.

Their eyes would open to Daniela hovering over them with something in her eyes. As if the beastly nature she got rid of left pieces of itself within her.

She also tries to make them breakfast or dinner at least twice a week, it never goes well.

The food of choice either ends up undercooked, or overcooked (Burnt)

MC once woke up at night to singing, and to a steady thumping on her room's table.

They opened their eyes to find Daniela singing them a love song, using their study table as a cajun box.

"Bro, I love you but... What the hell is happening right now?" Dani beams at the question, halting her singing and drumming to place her hands on her hips.

"Glad you asked babe-bro! I was bored, couldn't sleep, and had the internet at my full disposal, so found this little thing from your culture called 'Harana'!"

"... Bro, I- Appreciate the sentiment but I'm pretty sure that Harana is done by singing from outside the house, facing the window?"

Dani smiles, bright and sheepish and unapologetic and MC finds herself falling in love again. "Yeah true, but the thing is: We live on the 4th floor of this building and I'm honestly not sure if my voice could carry that far.."

Yes, MC and Daniela call each other "Bro" as an ode to their friends-to-lovers journey.

Daniela tries to sneakily pick out flowers for MC from the Campus bushes ever since going to her Aunt Donna's Flower shop was rendered impossible.

Bela caught her once, and dragged her sister to her council room office for an earful of a lecture.

"Just what do you think you're doing, desecrating University property like that?"

"Picking out flowers for MC, what of it?"

"You're just going to hand it over to them with it looking like that?"

Daniela bristles at the punctuation, her temper flaring. But just as she opens her mouth to defend her relationship, Bela walks over to her work table and whips around to face Daniela with a pair of stationary scissors.

"You've got to remove the thorns first, along with some of the leaves at the bottom of the stem. I've got to some spare colored paper in one of my desk drawers, we'll wrap it up in those once we're done pruning these. We may not be Aunt Donna but we can atleast do our best to make this presentable."

Daniela stops asking her eldest sister for favors using blackmail after that.

Bela smiles and Daniela can't quite place why her sister's smile sort of looks forced and bittersweet (She remembers still.)

The youngest Dimitrescu chalks it up to her sister helping her out despite being uninterested in romance. (She wants them, always will. But in this loop MC's with her sister so she keeps herself away.)

(Bela may be heartless but her nature is always selfless.)

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01-11's debated heart loves this particular skaterbro with an undocumented softness.

Tagalog Words - Translations:

Harana - a courtship act of singing to your intended from outside of their house to ask for permission and for their hand.

[team-avia]

I'm intrigued to knowing what type of music genre they all listen to, but we all know alcina likes jazz. But other than jazz, does she likes something else? ���

Also, what type of music does Miranda even listen to? OMMGGG???

Miranda has two things she listens to. Publicly she listens to classical and like world recognized musicians. In private she listens to 80s-90s pop and yes I'm sorry to tell you she listens to Taylor Swift

She actually really likes Linkin Park

Donna likes listening to Michael Buble and Christina Perri too, people with soft voices that can be calming and as previously mentioned Mitski and Alt Rock

Cinder

for bela, she likes classical because she uses it to help her study, but she likes to a lot of angrier classical music like Dance of the Knights by Prokofiev

cassandra listens to a lot of musicals (heathers candy store is her number one song….for reasons, but she also likes cell block tango from chicago)

daniela likes listening to indie rock, old school rock, lo-fi for calmer moments when she wants to relax, but mostly she'll listen to everything, even angie's awful dj mixes

angie likes music that gets her hyper- think edm, house, rave, techno, pop music or remixes of popular songs. she hates classical because she thinks it's boring, and she also hates slow songs

alcina is mainly jazz, but she does on the occasion indulge in some swing and is surprised to find she doesn't mind electro swing but would never admit this to anyone or be caught dead listening to it

Bee

[horeformilfs]

Secrets

Daniela Dimitrescu x Fem! Reader

TW: Fainting, Health Condition, Blood

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The grand dining hall of Castle Dimitrescu was adorned with opulence, its regal atmosphere only heightened by the towering presence of Lady Alcina Dimitrescu and her three daughters. Amidst the grandeur, Y/N moved gracefully, fulfilling her duties as a maid with unwavering dedication. She had become an indispensable part of the household in the six months since she arrived.

Daniela, the youngest of the Dimitrescu sisters, had taken a particular interest in Y/N from the beginning. There was a mysterious allure about the maid that intrigued her, a subtle fascination that grew with each passing day.

On this particular night, as the aroma of a lavish feast filled the air, Y/N found herself assigned to the dining room. Lady Dimitrescu had requested her presence to ensure nothing escaped her attention during the meal. Unbeknownst to anyone in the castle, Y/N carried a secret burden—a health condition that threatened to betray her at any moment.

As the evening unfolded, Y/N felt the familiar signs. A wave of dizziness washed over her, threatening to engulf her senses. Desperation etched across her face, she approached Lady Dimitrescu.

"Excuse me, my lady," Y/N said, her voice steady despite the turmoil within. "May I be excused? I'm not feeling well."

Lady Dimitrescu, however, dismissed her plea with a curt nod. "You will stay. Attend to your duties," she commanded.

Fear flickered in Y/N's eyes as she tried to protest, "But I really—"

"No excuses," Lady Dimitrescu interrupted, her tone final.

Reluctantly, Y/N turned her attention back to her tasks, her movements becoming increasingly strained. Daniela, ever observant, noticed the subtle change in Y/N's demeanor. Sensing something amiss, she cast a concerned glance in her direction.

As Y/N reached for the decanter of wine, her vision blurred, and the world around her swayed dangerously. Panic surged within her, but she fought to maintain composure. Just as she grasped the decanter, an unforeseen misstep led her to collide with the corner of the table.

A sharp gasp escaped her lips as pain radiated from her forehead. Daniela, swift as a shadow, was on her feet in an instant. She could smell the metallic tang of blood in the air. With urgency, she ordered Bela to remove Cassandra, the more bloodthirsty of the sisters, from the scene.

"Dani," Y/N mumbled, her voice trembling.

Concern etched Daniela's features as she knelt beside the fallen maid. "Are you okay? What happened?"

Y/N's response wavered, her consciousness slipping away. "I just... I think I need to sit down for a moment."

But before she could complete her sentence, darkness claimed her, leaving the grand dining hall in an unsettling silence broken only by the distant echoes of the castle's secrets.

Daniela swiftly scooped Y/N into her arms, her strength belying her ethereal appearance. Carrying her with care, she ascended the grand staircase, navigating the castle's labyrinthine corridors until they reached her private chamber. Gently placing Y/N on the plush bed, Daniela's concern deepened as she observed the blood staining Y/N's forehead.

With delicate precision, Daniela retrieved a damp cloth and began tending to the wound. The cool touch of the cloth against Y/N's skin prompted a small wince, but she remained unconscious. Daniela settled beside her, a book in hand, waiting patiently for the moment Y/N would awaken.

As the minutes passed, Y/N stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet Daniela's concerned gaze. The room was bathed in the soft glow of candlelight, and the scent of lavender permeated the air.

"Dani?" Y/N whispered, confusion etching her features.

Daniela offered a comforting smile, her fingers tracing patterns on the bedspread. "You took quite a tumble back there. Are you feeling better?"

Y/N hesitated, her gaze shifting away. "It's nothing, really."

The skepticism in Daniela's eyes was unmistakable. "Don't play coy, little one. I can sense when something's amiss. Now, tell me, what happened?"

A heavy sigh escaped Y/N, the weight of her secret pressing upon her. "I have a condition. Sometimes, I faint without warning. I didn't want to trouble anyone with it."

Daniela's expression softened, concern mixing with a touch of sadness. "Sweetheart, you should have told me. I care about you. Your well-being is far from a bother."

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes as the sincerity in Daniela's words reached her. Gently brushing away the tears, Daniela whispered, "I want to be here for you, in good times and bad. You don't have to face this alone."

Y/N's voice quivered as she replied, "I didn't want you to worry or be burdened by my problems."

Daniela leaned in, her lips close to Y/N's ear, using a soft, comforting pet name. "Little one, your concerns are my concerns. I care about you more than you realize."

Y/N's resolve crumbled, tears streaming down her cheeks. Daniela continued to comfort her, whispering reassurances and affectionate words. In that intimate moment, the bond between them deepened, and Y/N found solace in Daniela's unwavering care and understanding.

Daniela's arms enveloped Y/N in a tender embrace, offering a comforting haven. She pressed a gentle kiss to Y/N's forehead, a gesture that spoke volumes of the solace she sought to provide. "Sweetheart," Daniela murmured, "you don't need to bear this alone. We'll face it together."

Y/N felt a warmth spreading through her, not just from the comforting words but from the genuine concern in Daniela's eyes. "I... I didn't expect you to be so understanding," Y/N confessed, her voice barely above a whisper.

Daniela chuckled softly, her fingers gently playing with Y/N's hair. "You underestimate the capacity of my heart, little one. It holds more than you could fathom, especially for someone as precious as you."

A soft blush tinted Y/N's cheeks, and she couldn't help but smile. "Thank you, Dani. I appreciate your kindness more than words can express."

Daniela's gaze softened, and she placed another tender kiss, this time on Y/N's cheek. "Anything for you, my dearest. You're not just a maid; you're a cherished part of this castle, and of my life."

In that intimate moment, time seemed to stand still. The flickering candlelight cast a warm glow on the room, creating a haven of tranquility. Daniela continued to shower Y/N with affectionate pet names, each one a testament to the bond that had formed between them.

"Little one, promise me you'll never hesitate to lean on me," Daniela whispered, her thumb gently wiping away the last traces of Y/N's tears.

Y/N nodded, a genuine smile gracing her features. "I promise, Dani. And thank you, truly, for being here for me."

Daniela leaned in for a soft, lingering kiss, sealing their unspoken commitment. "Always, sweetheart. Always." The echo of those words lingered in the air, a promise of shared moments, laughter, and support that would define the days to come in the castle Dimitrescu.