#momma Alcina Dimitrescu

[siiinfully]

"You could. He always has help, and my daughters could never leave home to be there with me." A pause, one punctuated by her wider smile as she regarded Rowena with interest. "I assume your help has a price."

❝ then perhaps it's time you deal with the wee lad, hmm? i could help. i'm always up for teaching men their rightful place. ❞

[ask-the-four-lords]

To the four lords : QUICK ! IT’S MOTHERS DAY ! WHAT DO YOU PLAN TO GIVE TO MOTHER MIRANDA ?!

Alcina Dimitrescu: *With pride* 'One of my finest vintages.

Salvatore Moreau: I-I-I made her a cull craft... I wunted to make momma something pretty. It's all messed up now. *He picks a piece of twine out of his crown*

Donna Beneviento: I made a little doll version of her. *Plays around with it, making it look like she's talking*

Karl Heisenberg: I made a statue of her, 'welded the whole fucker together. *leaning to whisper to you* Psst, I'll tell ya a secret, the whole thing is loaded with Semtex...

[lsjhl]

Nose in the Snow Pt.1

Parings:

Alcina Dimitrescu x Agender reader

Summary: Turning against your family was not on your 2024 bingo card but after a threat in the woods reveals itself you might win a prize.

Words: 1.3k+

The sharp edges of the metal cuffs cut into my wrists as I growl at my children and wife. I'm not sure why this is happening, but I know I'm scaring them. I feel like a passenger in a car flying down the highway knowing it will crash. 

Oh, I can see my sweet Bela wishing to come closer, I move back. I don't know what's happening but I do know I don't want to hurt my family.

– one week ago –

“er? oney? Y/N!?” I blink and look over to Alcina. “Yes, love?” I ask as I take in the worried expression she wears. 

“I asked if you were alright, you've been staring out of the window for some time now and while I know you love to bird watch, dear, there is no such evidence of life in the depth of winter right this moment” Alcina continues with her concerns.

I look at her still a bit fuzzy in the head and from behind my right shoulder, I hear my youngest of three. “Mother, you know father is crazy,” my dear Daniela says, and before Alcina can reprimand her for the unnecessary comment I ask something far more important than my faltering mind state.

“Who got to throw the dart?” 

A little backstory to this. You see in our world ravaged by the T-virus there will be a somewhat little chance that someone you know is infected. Either a small bit, enough to hold out longer than others if given a stronger dose, or fully infected. Umbrella was never good at keeping their dogs on a leash. 

So given that mutants and the savage bipedal we call humans live in one world together we have found ways to keep ourselves aligned.

For Alcina, that means breaking all our furniture or if caught fast enough having one of us take her to Heisenberg and having him allow Alcina to wreak havoc in his scrap yard. Anger issues, we all have ‘em.

My oldest, Bela, enjoys just finding a nice sunny spot and taking in some quiet time, it's impossible to reach her in the summer when she wishes to be alone. Not due to it being hard to find her but because I will strike for blood if someone dares bother my dear daughter. But I will relay a message. She does so much for this family, I will do anything in my power to get her downtime

Cassandra my middle child is big on throwing a mean right hook so boxing is right up her alley. She loves violence and gets it from her mother. But I do take credit for the care she puts into taking the proper measures to keep herself safe and having continued fun along with knowing the correct steps of taking good care of whatever weapon she uses.

And little daredevil Daniela loves to give her mother heart attacks by climbing anything she can get her callused grabby hands on. It’s a challenge trying to get her inside during the warmer months and winter is hell for both her and me. Her because she can't climb anything taller than about thirteen feet and me because I can’t allow her to climb anything higher than thirteen feet, I wish to give my daughters everything but I dont want her hitting her head on the ceiling in the library or getting to close to the openable skylight during the cold season.  

Gosh, how I love all of them for what makes them special, and they do for me too. Now while I might not have furniture slash face breaking anger or cat-like activities under my belt my family still counts one thing as The Thing™ that makes me special. I am not one to care for certain social roles and to make a long story short, I'm agender. This means that I experience and live through having no gender, so every morning, my wife or our three adorable kids will grab a dart and throw it at a modified dart board we had made that has sections labeled as Mom, Father, Momma, and Dad. The main reason for this was that I wanted my family to have an easy way to call me without having a stroke on thinking of what labels I might prefer. You can tell which it landed on today.

“I did!” little Daniela says proudly with a bright smile that falls as soon as she hears the next words out of her mother's mouth. “Daniela, what did I say about calling your father crazy?” Alcina goes off and while she does I turn my focus back to the window dissociating from my soundings trying to find the shadows at the edges of my mind. That is until I hear Daniela’s small “but he is” in terms of my mental state and wanting her not to feel bad I chime in with “I hear people in the walls” added with a goofy grin slapped on my face as I direct my look to be at my wife. 

She, of course, gives me an exasperated look, and with a roll of her eyes she puts down that claim with a “No, you dont.” Then looks me up and down with a flicker of worry and adds “You dont right?” I chuckle and softly say no as my smile morphs into something more natural and full of undying love rather than silly mischief. That is until I go back to my delusions, “I do think we have people hiding in the woods watching us” and before I allow that statement to sink in I continue “Or it’s like a bird or something, who knows” I finish with a shrug and an unbothered expression.

“What was it you were saying mother, about father not being demented?” I hear my oldest, Bela, say as she enters the library. They continue their talk on my fragmented brain and I now have my forehead against the glass of the window still lost in my mind thinking and re-thinking the same few things. Human, animal, shadow, crazy, crow? Birds, love, birds. So on and so on.

I feel my eyes move right and left as I look for the thing lurking in my wife's woods. I saw something, I'm always seeing something. God schizophrenia is a bitch.

 I'm going to go check it out.

I turn to the library doors and take one step before my last daughter steps in front of me to block my path. “Fathers lost again,” Cassandra says before I feel the strong hands that belong to my wife pick me up. “Oh Draga, are the woods bothering you this much?“ She says softly into my ear as she cradles me to her chest. I feel myself cut back into the current world and blink slowly once before looking up at Acina with an innocent face. “I'm okay but I do want to go look at the woods for a bit, just to settle myself.” She nods and goes to put me down, that is until we both hear Daniela and Cassandra whine.

“No fair, why does father get to be picked up?” Daniela says soon followed by her older sister adding “Yeah, I want to be picked up too” I chuckle and hold my hands up in a ‘calm down’ motion “Okay, okay. Once your mother lets me down I'm sure she’ll give you three a boost up” I look the tro over and see two enthusiastic head nods and one slow shy one from my sweet Bela.

Looking back at my wife I ask to be let down and with some hesitation, she does so. “I'm going to grab my boots. I'll be back in 10 minutes, okay?” I say while walking backward to the door. ”Be safe and do keep me updated if you find anything” Alcina says as our three little girls start climbing her like a tree and she gently swats at them.

Grabbing my boots and a heavy jacket I go out through the kitchen to find the thing or things that have been bothering me.

[maximoffswriter]

Warmth.

warnings: agere (sfw.)

pairing/s: Alcina Dimitrescu x little!fem!reader

genre: fluff.

summary: it was a cold, stormy night, and you need your momma's warmth.

disclaimer: ENGLISH ISN'T MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO PLEASE BARE WITH ME!

word count: 263 (smol baby fic)

you do NOT have the right/permission to copy, steal or repost this and claim my work as your own.

"hold me?"

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y/n's pov.

It was a cold, stormy night. Thunder roaring, and lightning flashing woke me up from my peaceful slumber. I looked around for Alcina, as I woke up little. When I noticed that she wasn't around, tears pooled my eyes.

Overwhelmed by the sounds outside, I just wanted her touch.

My tears flow, as I clutch my stuffed alpaca. "Alci.." I whimper, whole body trembling.

Soon enough, Alci walked into the room, worried eyes meeting mine. "Oh, draga." She coos, picking me up. "you're okay, my love. mommy's here." she says, soothingly. Her voice washes over me like a warm bath after a cold storm. "mmm" I whine into her, as another lightning flashes in the sky, followed by a roar of a thunder. "shh, it's okay, draga mea."

"love, breathe with me." Alcina says, realizing that I was hyperventilating. "in through your nose and out through your mouth."

I do as she says. "you're doing so good, baby." she praises, stroking my hair.

as I calmed down, she set me down. "I'll get ready for bed, darling. I'll stay with you here, I can't stand seeing my little one so afraid." she says. I nod, smiling.

I lie down, waiting for her patiently, stealing a couple of glances.

she comes back, and lies down beside me.

"hold me?" I ask doing my puppy eyes. "oh, darling, how do you expect me to say no when you look so adorable?" she chuckles, pinching my nose lightly. I giggle, and snuggle into her chest. "night night momma." I say, closing my eyes. "goodnight, my dearest."

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[alcinaslittlemaid]

SNASAAAAAAAAAARLLLLL

Hey *scratches neck like the drug addict I am*

I was wondering if *unholy sounds*

You got anymore of them *panicks*

Alcina in a suit pics *cries*

I FORGOT TO ANSWER THIS ASK FROM WEEKS AGO Hi sorry I don't have much that's presentable to the public but take this messy sketch dump I did after writing a teeny tiny fic snippet last year.

Lady Dietreschcu

[alexander-23]

Mommy’s Baby (Part 1)

A/N: SOOOOOOO I wrote an agere fic. I get spooked by storms already, so when i’m little its bad. 

Warnings: thunderstorms, Bullying, mention of breakup

Word count: 2.5k

Other tags: protective Alcina Dimitrescu, agere, little reader, caregiver alcina

She holds my hand as we walk through the garden listening to me talk about my day all while the brightest smile is spread across her face. Seeing Momma smile always makes me smile, she's my whole world. Dark clouds start rolling in and there is a loud banging noise from behind us. I spin on my heels towards the noise in a panic but see nothing. I squeeze Momma's hand, but it isn’t there and when I turn to face her, she is gone. Another loud bang sounds and I feel my fear building. I need Momma to protect me, she has to be nearby, she will come for me. There are loud bangs after another and after running around the grounds, I can’t find her.

I sit up in my bed in a sweat and crying. A loud bang rumbles through and I jump. A thunderstorm is passing over the castle, it’s the first storm since Alcina ended our relationship. She was my caregiver and when our relationship ended, she stopped being my caregiver as well. I grab my stuffed animal hugging him close to my chest and tears roll down my cheeks as the thunder rumbles one after another. A particularly loud one sounds and I'm instantly on my feet running to her chambers. I can’t do this alone, I need her to protect me. I hold my bear's paw as I race through the windy halls listening to the thunder roar. I crash through her door whaling, making a direct path to her bed. She sits up quickly from the noise and faces me. Her face immediately drops when she sees me in such a frightened state and automatically reaches for me. She pulls me against her chest whispering to me.

“You’re safe Princess, it’s ok”. She combs her fingers through my hair as she rocks me back and forth. With each crack of thunder, my grip on her nightgown tightens and my cries become louder, “Shhhhh it’s ok honey, I have you now”

She kisses my forehead and her grip on me tightens. My cries quiet down and my breathing slows, but her movements don’t stop. She holds me just as tight and continues to whisper to me. She leans back in her bed with me resting against her, holding onto her shoulders and my head laid against her chest. She begins humming and singing to tune out the thunder. I close my eyes and listen to her voice, slowly drifting off.

Alcina’s View:

I listen to her faint snores, my goodness have I missed this. Nothing has been the same since I ended our relationship. I’ve missed them so dearly, but Mother Miranda was catching on and I couldn’t let Y/N be hurt; I can't be the cause for their pain or if Mother Miranda sees fit, death. I’ll do whatever I need to keep them safe. Breakfast begins soon and I'm awfully conflicted; I’m not sure if I should bring them with me. On one hand, if they wake up and I'm not here, they may panic. The storm hasn’t quite ended yet and the thunder will scare them. If I bring them though, my daughters will ask questions or think we are back together. They just began coming back around to me after the breakup. I look down at that sweet face buried into me and can’t help but smile a bit. I sit up and lay them on my bed. I change into today's outfit, a black dress and heels, and do the bare minimum for my makeup. I see my princ-....Y/N sleeping so soundly and I want to enjoy it for as long as i can. I lay a blanket over their back and lift them into my arms, then grab their teddy bear in case they wake during breakfast. I take a minute to hold them close and nuzzle into their face. I take calculated steps so they are not woken up. As I get closer to the dining room, I can hear my daughters arguing. 

“Girls, Y/N is with me and sleeping,” I quietly say. The girls swarm out of the room towards me, each looking confused.

“What's going on?” 

“Are you two getting back together?”

“It’s……complicated daughters. They had an awful night with the storm; I couldn’t send them away” All three have conflicted looks, but ultimately turn and fly back into the dining room. 

I follow behind and take my seat at the head of the table. Usually I ring a bell to announce we must be served, however, I choose to send a maid in to announce it for me and instruct them to be silent while doing so. I sit back in my seat and look down at the Little One. I swipe the hair out of their face and glide my thumb across their cheek. A small smile graces their face and I can’t help but smile as well. I haven’t seen their smile in so long and my goodness have I missed it.

“Mother? Are you alright?” I look at my daughters with pained faces.

“Mother, you’re crying” I wipe my eyes and realize I am in fact crying.

“I’m alright girls”

“You miss them dearly, don’t you Mother?” I can’t look my daughters in the eye, so I stare down at Y/N and nod.

My dear Y/N was just as much my whole world as my daughters and its pained me to be without them. Sleeping has become impossible most nights, I haven’t had much of an appetite, every reminder of them leaves me in tears. Daniella swarms next to me and dabs my cheek with her napkin, “It’ll get better Mother”. I smile at her and kiss her forehead.

“Thank you darling”

We proceed with breakfast and hushed small talk before we separate to do our own thing.

Y/N View:

Soft fabric against my skin, a sweet warmth surrounding me, a hand on my back holding me firm, and the smell of her perfume is what I wake up to. The scratching of her pen stops and a gentle kiss is placed on my forehead.

“Good morning Princess”, I look up to her soft face with a smile on it. I still have not mustered up enough energy to speak, so I stare up at her with a smile of my own, “I see we’re still waking up”, she says before chuckling. I nuzzle my face into her, warmed by the love I’m receiving. “How does lunch sound?”. Before I can respond, my stomach growls loudly and I sheepishly bury my face into her out of embarrassment. “Don’t be embarrassed Little One. How about we get you dressed, and then join my girls and I for lunch?” I nod aggressively to which she chuckles again.

She stands from her seat with her hands held tight to keep me from falling and carries me to my room. She steps into my chambers, though it is too small for her. She places me down and moves to leave, but I grab her hand and stare up at her. She smiles down at me then kneels down to fit better. Once she’s comfortable, I move to my wardrobe and begin searching for the perfect outfit. I pull out my white turtleneck, pink dress decorated with strawberries, white ankle socks, and pink Mary Janes. When I turn around, Mom- Alcina sits looking around the room. She makes me feel so safe, but I know I'm not supposed to be bothering her with these things anymore. 

“I’m sorry,” I whisper. I feel her hand grab my waist and her hand on my chin. She turns my head towards her and glides her thumb over my cheek. 

“Oh Y/N, dear you don’t need to apologize,” she pulls me closer to her and places another gentle kiss on my forehead, “you’ve done nothing wrong. Get dressed dear and then we can get some food into you”. I turn to my bathroom and go in to change. I wash my face and then put my clothes on for the day. I walk out and she instantly gasps, “My goodness! Don’t you look beautiful!” She reaches onto my dresser and pulls me closer, “what do you say we put a tiara on you? After all, you are a princess”.

I can’t help but giggle as she places a tiara on my head and spins me towards the mirror. “You look stunning, Dear”. She stands from her spot and begins to leave, but once out of the room, she turns to me and holds her hand out, “come along Princess, the others are waiting” I go to follow but then remember my Bear and sprint to get him, “ah yes, can’t forget Mr. Bear”. I take her hand and follow to the dining room. As we approach, we can hear the girls laughing and it makes me so happy to hear it. I’m sent into the room first with The Lady right on my heel. The table is still set for four diners and I look up to Alcina. “Would you prefer a chair, or my lap like usual dear?” I want to sit in her lap but I’m also aware that this is probably a one time situation and after today, I won’t be cared for like this. I stand there in silence looking at the chair then the floor before I feel her strong arms raise me off the floor, “Don’t fret Dear, you’re more than welcome to sit with me”.

As soon as we are seated, the kitchen staff serves our meals, mine being comfort food in my special dishes. They are placed in front of Alcina and I along with her bottle of wine. Another woman brings over my cup of milk while eyeing me, so I keep my head down. After they leave, the girls dig into their meals and Alcina sips on her wine. She places the glass down and begins cutting my food into small pieces if it needs it before spoon feeding me. The one maid who eyed me occasionally comes back and whenever she appears, I shut down and hide my face.

“Little One? Has she been bothering you?” Alcina whispers into my ear. I shake my head ‘no’ but she doesn’t seem satisfied with my answer. Truth is, she’s bullied me a bit for being a little, more so after Alcina and I broke up, but I don’t wish to bring this up to her; it’s not her problem anymore. 

She continues to spoon feed me with the occasional milk break or conversation with her girls. They talk about their day so far, leaving the more gruesome details out of it for my sake. When we finish our meal, the girls are dismissed, but don’t leave without giving me a hug, and Alcina and I stay in the seat.

“Unfortunately, I still have some paperwork to finish little one”

“Can……can I stay with you?” I whisper as I curl into her.

“Of course you may. How about,” she curls her finger under my chin to have me look up at her, “you go retrieve something to play with? Maybe coloring supplies?”

I nod my head aggressively with a smile from ear to ear before she places me back on my feet. I run to my room in the servants quarters and begin collecting my things. When we were together, she got me things like an assortment of coloring books and a huge collection of things to color with. I grab the ‘My Little Pony’ book and my crayons! It’s a 120 crayon pack and has glittery ones. Before I can leave though, the girl from the kitchen and two of her friends are at my door.

“Well look at this, there’s a baby in the castle” her two friends laugh and enter my room. 

I shy away from them trying to put a gap between us but their leader, Patricia,  comes right up to me , “awe is the baby shy?”. The other girls start looking through my little things and I try to stop them but Patricia holds me back. They dump things on the floor, flip through my books leaving “accidental rips”, shattering things Alcina got me when they “lost their grip”, ruining all my things in general. The more they break, the more tears I shed while they laugh at me. “Baby better clean this mess”, Patricia says as they all leave my room. I sit on my bed and stare at the mess as tears stream down my cheeks yet again. Alcina had bought me most of these things and meant the world to me. It was like she was still taking care of me even after she left me and now I barely have anything for little space. 

Alcina’s View

Y/N has been gone for nearly an hour now and normally I wouldn’t be worried, however, they have been in such a fragile state; I can't help but worry even the smallest bit. They’ve felt so guilty about “burdening” me with their regression that I worry they’ve stayed there to try handling it on their own. I remove my glasses, place them on my desk and stand from my seat. I leave my office and listen for them to come running up to me but I don’t see them anywhere. I don’t see that girl Y/N would hide from either. As I’m walking towards Y/N’s room, I can hear them crying and I pick up my speed. As I crouch through the door, I see their regression collection broken and torn alongside my sobbing little one.

“Y/N, darling, what happened?” They don’t even look at me. They just sit there and cry even harder. I move to push things aside and kneel next to them, pulling them into my arms, “Princess, what happened?” I rub their back and wait for their response. It takes a few minutes, but I get it.

“They came in and started being mean, calling me a baby, and breaking everything. It’s everything you gave me,” they choke out a sob and begin crying all over again.

“Oh baby, sshh it’s ok, I’ll get you more things, I promise” I can’t take hearing them cry anymore, it breaks my heart, and I could kill whoever did this to my princess, “who is they baby girl? Who was being mean?”

“Patricia and her two friends. They’ve always been so mean. I’m sorry momma, I should have told you”

“Daughters?” I instantly hear the buzzing from my dear daughters flies. They appear in Y/N’s room, and I can hear the gasps from all of them.

“Mother, what happened?”

It takes everything in me to keep my voice level. My little one has dealt with enough, “Patricia and her friends” I kiss Y/N on the top of their head repeatedly, “Bring them to the basement, but do not harm them. I want a chat with them”

“Yes mother”

And just like that, they are gone. I stand with my Y/N securely in my arms and exit their room, heading to my room.

[residentevillover]

I just remember that Alcina is tagged too, how did that will happen?

The sisters behavior can be excused in suits mind but Alcina?

There is no way suits can misunderstand lady dimitrescu flirting/behavior, right?

alcina's the boss and an alpha, i wont explain suits thought process bc spoilers but after going through bela, she'd base that experience and think the same for alcina too because bela is a momma's girl and it SHOWS in her mannerisms

[msunshinesims]

𝐌𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐃 (Criminal Au)

Convicted criminal Alcina Dimitrescu, also known as "Momma D", has been found guilty of a series of brutal and bloody murders. Now, after being arrested by the police, she must serve her sentence in the Raccoon City Penitentiary.

As promised here's a fresh new edit of Lady D. Sorry btw for not posting much lately, but I've been really busy with college and couldn't find the time.

Anyway... I don't know if you noticed, but I changed her facial features again (yes, AGAIN) and I think she finally looks more like the original 3D model. Still, I have to admit that it's kind of funny that she has a different face in every edit of mine.🤣💞

[saintlyguy]

more house dimitrescu imagines, fresh from the oven with shredded cheese. turn them into fanfics if you want

1. Among Us: Why would a world class detective be invited to Mother Miranda’s New Year’s Spooktacular? Because in her palace, people that stand out are appreciated. After uncovering an imposter among a group of astronauts prior to their mission to Tau Volantis, Mother Miranda just HAD to take a peak inside your head. But not before mingling with her dubbed Four Lords; her adopted children who grew the family fortune while establishing their own names in different industries. You had the pleasure of bumping into the towering and GORGEOUS form of Alcina Dimitrescu, vineyard baroness. After the initial apologies, Lady Dimitrescu insisted you make up for your blunder by accompanying her throughout the evening. HOW COULD YOU SAY NO? She introduced you to Miranda herself, her prominent investors Duke and the Winters, and then her siblings. Her brother Heisenburg got up in her face which made you step in to defend the Lady then tell him off before sending him to the bathroom to wash your drink from his pants. At first you had Alcina’s intrigue, now you have her attention. The Lady opens up more then reveals pictures of her daughters that she keeps in a locket, leading to proud mother gushing. She then urges to hear some of your cases; her favorite being when you caught that eye-gouging serial killer in Kamurocho. You thought you were going to share an intimate moment in the courtyard only to be called to the dining hall by Alcina’s daughter who were all gushing over how their mama still has game. As you sat to eat, you notice the table for House Dimitrescu is missing its matriarch. Before you could ponder where Alcina was, her siblings Donna and Monreu scream “MOTHER HAS BEEN MURDERED!” Your instincts kick in as you implore the two to take you to the body then yelling out to security to lockdown the dining hall. As you rush with them you pass by a panting and disheveled Alcina; your eyes meeting to relay that something has gone wrong. You arrive at the crime scene and find Miranda crushed under a vanity. “That’s… that’s Alcina’s vanity!” yells Donna. Oh shit. Alcina is the prime suspect, but there’s more than meets the eye to this case. You’re gonna have to find out who killed Miranda to save Alcina.

2. Role reversal: You were Alcina’s head servant turned personal assistant turned lover. Or as her daughters playfully dubbed you: Big Momma’s Bottom Bitch. Before becoming Alcina’s equal, you were everything from her personal chef to her cleaner. Then you filled the roles from driver to masseuse. Now you are her first, her last, her everything :) As wholesome as you were with the Lady, you can bet your ass that she loved to be unwholesome with you >:) Days of enjoying each other’s company turned into nights of enjoying each other in ways that makes it hard for Alcina to look her daughters in the eye. Alcina is a very accomodating woman as she is deviously dominant in the bedroom. On some days you’ll switch it up and bring the amazon to her knees while every other day is death by snu snu. On your anniversary you decided to go a bit further will your own dominant side. Alcina is used to you groveling at her feet or demanding her to worship you like a chiuahua. Tonight after a filling meal and some time to unwind in front of the fireplace, you ask your wife to allow you some time to prepare a nice surprise for her in your bedroom. Alcina sends you off with a giggle and happy claps. While your wife bounces in anticipation you set the stage! “Alcina! My love? Come here!” Alcina decides to do that swaying walk you love so you can have your own little show as she makes her entrance. Alcina enters to the lovely surprise of you in a perfectly tailored suit with tucked shirt and a nice leather belt. “WHY AREN’T YOU IN UNIFORM?” Alcina is puzzled as you gesture her to the walk-in closet which contained a… maid outfit!? Alcina knew you wanted to be dominant, but she didn’t realize she was gonna be put through the ringer! She loved it. Your wife… your maid walks in with a feather duster and a maid costume that generously shows off her stockings and skin! You grin then command Alcina: “Come here.”

3. They’re in the goddamn walls: Lucky you gets to spend your summer vacations from classes at the luxurious apartment of your distant relative Aunt Ada at the Arconia in Manhattan. On the days your Aunt was off, she took you all over NYC: to Flushing for hotpot and taiyaki with ice cream, or to Washington Square Park to watch crackheads, or to the corner to shoot dice. Work days when Aunt Ada left you money for whatever food you want were still fun since you had such a big fancy building to explore. You got to know the tenants like the dollmaker Donna, veteran Chris Redfield, and video game reviewer Wesker. Your favorite tenants were the Dimitrescus: single mom CEO Alcina and her three fun loving daughters Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela. Most days you would play with them or just hang out at either of your places. It got to the point where Alcina took you to the side to say “You’re no longer a guest. You’re family.” You just had to hug her which led to one big group hug. Days were spent laughing with the Dimitrescu girls, while nights were spent texting with Daniella. Sure you texted her sisters, but with Daniella you text and talk long into the night. You send each other memes and even greeting with hearts. Everyone on the floor knew you were sweet on each other. It even got to the point where the Dimitrescus and your Aunt would collaborate to get you two alone so that one of you could confess. So far there have been 17 attempts. One evening, Daniella asks that you meet her while her family was out doing errands. You arrive to see she has found a secret entrance in her bedroom that leads behind the walls! You two decide to explore, finding relics of the past and even eavesdropping on your neighbors. This becomes your secret getaway with Daniella; this was special because it belonged to only the two of you. Daniella decided on some nighttime fun and decides to wake you up in the middle of the night. IN YOUR ROOM! Turns out there’s another secret door to the corridor in your room, which means you two can see each other whenever you want! You and Daniella decide to creep around at night to see if you two can catch anyone lacking. You two halt near Jill Valentine’s room because of some laughter. You two peek through vents to see that Jill has company and is getting pretty intimate with a handsome shaggy man. The two of you watch then out of shame pull away only to stare at each other for what seems like eternity. Daniella breaks the silence: “Kiss me. Now.” It’s everything you two could ever want. After yet another eternity you walk her back to her apartment without realising your footsteps alerted Redfield. “They’re in the walls… THEY’RE IN THE GODDAMN WALLS!” You two book it back to her apartment, close the secret enteance, then jump under her covers. You two lay as your breathing returns to normal only to drift off to sleep because of how safe you two make each other feel. The morning after was really awkward since you woke up to find Alcina and Aunt Ada waiting in the doorway while Bela and Cassandra are celebrating.

4. Runaway bride: You love your job as the bartenderista of that one place in Raccoon City where everybody knows your name. Serving up drinks and good food to forlorn students and workers alike kept you on your feet and made everyday interesting. Especially ones where you had to double as bouncer and toss out troublemakers. One of your regulars, Norm swears that your punches are enough to drop a tiger. On a quiet evening, your usual routine of cleaning the tables is interrupted by a bride in a luxurious gown looking like she just ran a marathon. “Hey can I hide here for a bit? I’ll pay you $500000.” What dafuq? Anyone else would have taken the money, but you offered this stranger her own booth and even a meal. “You look like you need to get away from something.” Introducing herself as Bela Dimitrescu, eldest daughter of real estate tycoon Alcina Dimitrecu, the bride settles down and calms down once she tastes your karaage. Through the delightful sounds of eating, Bela tells you that she left her fiance at the alter with nothing but her gown because the marriage is a sham. Then why dafuq did she say yes? Because she was only doing what she thought best for her family, specifically her mother. Bela was to marry the heir to the Umbrella Corporation; their marriage would also merge the company with that of her mother, establishing their position at the top of the financial food chain of Raccoon City. So she put up a facade, pretending to be enamored with her fiance or at least the idea of merging two powerful families. You stand up and declare “Stay as long as you need.” Your apartment is just above the restaurant and you’ve got a spare bedroom. Also you know that Bela certainly needs time to plan how to tell her family that the wedding can not happen. You give Bela a change of clothes then settle in for the night, planning to close shop tomorrow so you both can plan her next move. There’s plenty of banter and jokes until you two hear on the radio that Bela has been declared missing and possibly kidnapped by her mother and the police. You turn on the tv to see a press conference of Bela’s family pleading for her return. Only after the report do you notice Bela was clutching your hand, you being her sole comfort during her darkest hour.

5. Curious Curator: Cassandra Dimitrescu owns a private gallery of treasures and oddities that could put tourist traps suc as the Winchester Mansion and the Mystery Shack out of business. “Come one, come all to Cassandra’s Cache to see fossils of unimaginable creatures and peruse paintings that stimulate parts of your mind that you never knew existed. No tour is complete until a guest fires one of the weapons!” Cassandra’s favorite is her genuine live cannon :) However, it is not the myriad of artifacts and unconventional armory that draws visitors, it is the promise of Cassandra’s personal vault. Cassandra takes a vibe check of every guest, weighing if they are worthy of peeping into her vault and in extension: her soul. Cassandra’s vault has been rumored to be everything from being a library full of texts from lost civilizations to being her personal pirate hoard to being the finest doomsday bunker. Only one person has peeked her interest and has a chance to be the first allowed into her vault: you, the quirky yet sometimes witty handyperson of the neighboring town who always drops by to see if the isolated Cassandra needs anything. Yeah she needs you to breach her vault, hot stuff.

6. Oh my Goddess: Alcina, Goddess of women and wine undertakes the task of rebuilding Greece after a certain demigod kills Zeus then leaves for Midgard. Unlike her predecessors, Alcina shares her power with her children Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela. If she and her daughter were butting heads, then how would the Goddess of Wine grow the vineyards that will feed and quench her newfound home (Mama needs her wine!). Alcina’s daughter rarely fought, often ceased by Big Mama’s tough love, but somehow they always find time to fight about who among the daughters reigned supreme. Alcina reached her limit when a fight caused the Goddess to spill her private reserves into a volcano which resulted in the birth of dragons. “BELA! CASSANDRA! DANIELA! COME HERE! NOW! Mother has a present :)” Confused that they were not going to be sent to do more labors like cleaning out the augean stables again, the sisters decided to not look a gift horse in the mouth. “My darlings, my lovelies :) I have a nice golden apple for the best girl!” GASP “But mother… there’s only one.” Alcina gives a smirk >:) “I know, my loves.” The Mother Goddess then throws the apple off Mount Olympus, telling her daughters that the mortal who finds the apple will decide who among them deserves it the most. The girls then scramble to reach the mortal world only to find a misthios with a broken spear and an eagle companion. You have no idea why an Apple of Eden is just lying on the side of the road, but your Creed demands that you ensure it does not fall into the wrong hands. Suddenly three goddesses appear before you, each introducing themselves: “I am Bela! Goddess of Knowledge! That apple belongs to the only woman who will know how to use it properly!” states the blonde. “You will know me as Cassandra! Goddess of Indulgence! That apple is mine!” shrieks the dark haired woman. The redhead jumps forward, “I’m Daniella, I came down to do two things: to eat that apple and eat some ass!”

[dani-dimitrescu]

Alcina being a typical Facebook mom:

Happy Birthday today to my beautiful, wonderful, silly, goofy daughter @dani-dimitrescu 🥰😍😘 I am so proud of you and l cannot believe how much you’ve grown! I remember when you were just reborn as if it was yesterday, my baby girl, my little daughter. Momma loves you so much and I will always be here for you😚😙😗😍🥰😘😝😜

Awwwww. This is very nice and cute.

Imagine the amounts of presents Dani gets from Alcina XD

[dominantwolf]

The Dead of Winter Pt.2

She walks inside, bending her head and back to walk the through door. She’s actually taller than the doorframe? Holy shit! Ok, calm down Alice. Breathe. “Hey, um... you can let me down now.” That’s what I say to the incredibly gorgeous lady carrying me into my house? Hopeless. I am hopeless and oh so very gay. I give myself a mental face-palm for allowing that to leave my mouth. She giggles at me “Do you actually want me to put you down or was that just a suggestion?” Pull. Yourself. Together. Woman. As if on que, my mother bursts into the room. The cock-block of the lesbian world. My mother is a small round woman, gray hair and laugh lines. She always has a smile on her face. She could light up a room the moment she walks in. Not this time though, this time her was that of concern and confusion. “Excuse me but, who the hell are you and why are you holding my baby?” Great, not only did she ruin quite possibly the greatest moment ever but, she had to embarrass me in front of her. “Mom, could you not? This is the woman from the crash. She carried me because I was shivering and cold.” I say as I climb out of her big, warm embrace. “Please, let me beg your pardon ma’am. My name is Alcina. Alcina Dimitrescu. I fear I was in a car crash just over the hill of your property. Your gracious daughter thought it wise for us to flee from the cold. I hope this is ok” she says looking at me from the corner of her eye as she walked closer to my mother with her hand extended towards her for a handshake. The smile playing at the corner of her lips enticing, almost inviting me to say something sarcastic. Oh, how the urge was there. For whatever reason, whether it be her strength or utter beauty. I dared not speak. I couldn’t. “Well, I suppose that’s fine. Do you have anyone you can call?” My mother is now staring at me like I am some mystery object found in the middle of nowhere. “What is wrong with you honey? You haven’t said a word and normally I can’t get you to shut up.” She now has her hand on my forehead checking my temperature. “I believe she is just exhausted from being in the cold and snow. Maybe she needs to lay down and rest for a bit. Where is her room? I’ll take her for you.” Another smile is at the corner of her lip, this one sweet and caring. “It’s right down the hall, just past the bathroom. I can get her though.” My mother now in momma bear mode with the stranger in her home. “It’s ok mom, she’s a lot stronger. I’ll be ok” I try to reassure my worried mother. “Are you sure baby?” Oh mother, how many times have I told you to stop calling me baby? I’m not even slightly a child. 28 years old and I’m still the baby. I am the youngest of 5 children. Being the only daughter has its drawbacks. “Mom, I am a big girl. I’ll be ok. What could she possibly do to me?” I chuckle half trying to reassure my mother and half trying to keep my still swimming mind calm. There is so many things she could do but, I dare not say out loud. “Well, ok. I’ll be right here if you need anything.” Alcina and I make our way to my room. The black door beckoning my return. I slowly open my door, revealing my broad assortment of nerd paraphernalia. “Oh umm... Ya sorry. My room is kind of a mess. Here” I scramble to quickly spot clean my room hiding my empty soda cans and food wrappers. While I panic, she strolls towards my bookshelf and begins browsing at my book collection. I hear here let out a gentle laugh. “What?” She holds up a book. The cover has a naked woman on it and I immediately know what she’s holding. She managed to find the one lesbian romance novel on my entire shelf. “What’s this little one?” She clearly knows what it is, she just wants me to say it. I’m beginning to think she enjoys my embarrassment. “Ok, look here lady... We’re not going to go through my stuff and make fun of me.” Almost like a small child, I grab the book and stomp away towards my bed. She is now laughing at full volume. “But it’s so cute when you get upset” she takes the two steps closing the distance between us.

[sylverstorms]

"It doesn't matter where you run!"

Who went and pissed off the big vampire...? Fatal mistake. Whether she's chasing down Ethan or another man-thing who dared to insult the name Dimitrescu, one thing is for sure; the claws are out for blood.

[xxlumos]

Lady D once again, I love her smile lines <3333

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[ladydimitrescusdarling]

[lepusrufus]

Oh oh tiny wholesome sketch of momma D and her mildly feral wife i did while listening to my lesson

[id-rather-be-in-middle-earth]