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Lady

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lady D for twt moot

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Everything I wanted and more 😝😝😝

Pls I need a continuation of the Wildcard where Alcina punishes and destroys her pet. Please. 🤤

It was a pleasure writing this for you, my dear  😏  I do hope that all of you depraved souls out there enjoy it  😘 At over 2300 words, this goes under a cut 😈

You watched as the one and only Alcina Dimitrescu slowly rose from her knees. Her large frame enveloping you in a dense shadow as it loomed over you. A dangerous glow radiating through every unique facet of her eyes as she stood in front of you, smirking - like a huntress with her prey.

Your body desperate - set a blaze by the simple touch of her fingers as they found your skin again - removing the strap from your hips in one fluid motion. You couldn’t help the deep flush that spilled across your cheeks as you felt your juices drip freely onto the sheets below you.

“Such a sweet pet. So wet for their Lady.”

She chuckled, not even needing your response as she turned towards her vanity. And you knew she was right, you knew that you were absolutely dripping for her, but yet.. you still felt the need to quip back.

“And how does a Lady expect anyone to experience that and not be wetter than they’ve ever been, pray tell?”

She caught your eyes over her shoulder, looking at you like you were the most delicious thing that she had ever seen. Like she were about to devour you right where you lay. An almost primal smirk upon her perfect lips as she turned to face you - her body beautifully flushed from everything that she had just taken. A sinful sway to her hips as she made her way back over to the bed, taking your chin firmly in her fingers, forcing you to look at her.

“Now, now… such a sharp tongue we have, hm? Pet?”

You swallowed hard, not daring to break the sharpness of her gaze. “Ahem.. sometimes, my lady.”

Alcina clicked her tongue - scrunching her nose in a mix of displeasure and humor, eyes burning into you.

“You would do well to watch how often that ‘sometimes’ happens, pet.”

“Y-yes, my lady.”

“Good pet. Now… I need to freshen up. Wait for me in front of the vanity.” She replied, releasing your chin.

“My lady?”

“Have I stuttered, pet? Can you not hear me properly? Vanity. Now.”

You swallowed even harder as you nodded - body completely overrun with heat from nothing more than absolute authority in her voice - at the unwavering power that only Alcina could muster in a single phrase. It was enough to make your body shiver with want - with utter need for her.

You could feel your juices practically dripping down your inner thighs as you pushed yourself up from your spot on the bed - knees weak, body flushed. The cool air of the castle delicious against it as you made your way over to the vanity. Blushing as you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror - hair mussed, a deep crimson across your cheeks - and almost every inch of you covered in your Lady’s scent.

“Admiring my meal, pet?”

You watched as the brilliant flush that was painted so beautifully across your body grew even deeper. Eyes growing wide as they fell to the strap around her waist.

“Patience, pet. That comes later.”

You blushed at your own eagerness, not daring to move from your spot. A raw, almost primal energy rolling off of Alcina in waves. And you couldn’t deny that part of you wanted to run. Wanted her to chase you down and absolutely ravage you. But you stayed right there - like the good pet that you are.

“Sorry, my lady.”

“There is never a need to apologize for desire, dear.”

She stroked her hand over your head - reminding you for a moment that she could be soft, smiling at you once before a darkened smirk returned to her lips. Golden spheres drinking you in as she moved in closer. Every muscle in her body flexing as she positioned herself behind you. Power radiating off of her as she leaned over you, allowing the tip of her fingers to trace down your spine - relishing in your fluster.

“You smell so exquisite when you’re all flushed for me, pet.”

The desperate, and somewhat needy tone that took over Alacina’s voice was almost more than you could handle. Instantly feeling your core clench as the words rolled perfectly off of her tongue.

“Mmph.. thank you, my lady.”

She chuckled before leaning your body forward using her own. Her tall frame against your back, breath skating warmly over your ear.

“And so flustered already.” She growled slightly.

You moaned as your overly flushed skin met the cooled mahogany of the vanity. Every cell in your body ignited like a fever dream as Alcina’s fingers found your inner thighs, tracing the girth of them closer to your core.

“You may need a safeword tonight, pet. I’m not feeling very.. controlled at the moment.”

“Mmph.. fuck, my lady.”

“That one may get confusing, pet, for I do plan on making you scream that out tonight.. multiple times.” She replied with an utterly sinful smirk, allowing a single finger to press against your entrance.

“Ah-! Mmph.. dragon? My lady?”

“Very well, pet.”

It was all you could do not to scream out for her - the exquisite heat that spilled so relentlessly across your body as her finger slid deep inside of you at a teasingly slow pace - juices practically gushing from your core as it did. You spread your legs a little further, arching your backside beautifully as to give her better access.

“Mmmh.. such a perfect little slut you are, hm?”

“Mmph.. yes, my lady.”

“Good pet.”

The delicious mix of her degradation and praise - the sheer, unwavering desire that it forced upon you. The heated skin of your forehead resting against the rich mahogany as she began a slow rhythm with her finger - causing your hips to buck into her.

“Ah, ah… patience, pet.”

A single gasp escaping past your lips as she grabbed onto your hip with her free hand, swiftly stilling it. A hitch to your throat - a whimper on your lips as her hand slowly found hair - firmly grabbing onto it. Moaning at the most exquisite pain as she pulled it back, forcing you to look in the mirror.

“I want you to look at me while I wreck you, pet. I want you to watch every delicious thing that I’m about to do to you.”

She placed a small nip to your neck before allowing her tongue to trace over it.

“Mmph.. ah-! Yes, my lady.”

You had been positive that it wasn’t possible for you to blush any deeper - that if you did, your whole body may ignite into flames right where you stood. But as your eyes traced over the mirror, finding that confident smirk - that primal gaze of the one and only Alcina Dimitrescu, you had proven yourself wrong. Her tongue skating over her bottom lip as she leaned over you slightly, giving you a most delicious view. Her fingers still wrapped firmly in your hair, forcing a small whimper out of you as she caught your eye in the mirror.

“You’re entirely unaware of how utterly magnificent you are, aren’t you, pet?”

The delicious pain that spills over you as she pulls the length of you back, practically flush against against her. The sharp sting of her teeth as the warmth of her mouth finds the soft skin of your neck. The desperate moan that slips past your lips as she slowly slides the width of her finger inside of you.

“Open your eyes, pet. I won't say it again.”

Her words were soft yet with an unmistakable edge of a warning - a warning from a woman who’s not to be tampered with - not to be challenged.

“Ah-! Sorry, my lady.”

You felt your knees go weak at the unwavering primal force that had painted it’s way across the fine lines of her face. Your body completely covered in a deep flush - every inch of you set a blaze, and she had barely even begun to fuck you yet.

A breath of a whimper as she slid her finger completely out of you - a deep moan as she thrust it firmly back in - your warm juices dripping down to her wrist. Half lidded eyes locked onto golden embers. Feeling the absolute control that she had over you, seeing the desperate look in your eyes - the utter need that only your Lady could stir within you. How brilliant your flush was against her perfect alabaster skin. You could understand why she wanted you to watch - why she wanted you to see exactly what you did to her, how crazy you could make her. And oh, how it only made you want her even more.

“Mmh.. that’s better, my pet. So good for me. So sweet.”

Words of praise written into your overly flushed skin as she murmured against it. Another sharp sting from her teeth as she pulled away. Heat overwhelming your inch of your body as you felt a second finger tease over your entrance, causing an immediate buck to your hips. A chuckle of a breath skating over you, making you shiver.

“I take that as you’d like more of me, pet?”

“Mmph… please, my lady.”

A guttural and unearthly growl reverberating through Alcina’s body as you pleaded, her body taught with a primal force so strong that it could easily take over the castle if she let it. It was all encompassing - absolute - a side of her you had only dreamt about in your deepest fantasies. She repositioned herself slightly, leaning down a little more. An exquisite smirk to her lips as she locked onto you - eyes glowing, looking up through darkened lashes. It was the last thing you saw before the fireworks moved over your eyes - white hot pleasure spreading over you like a wildfire as your core stretched deliciously around her second finger. Filling you completely, forcing your eyes to close as you moaned.

“And what is a Lady supposed to do when her pet keeps disobeying her?”

You yelped slightly as she gave your hair a firm yank, opening your eyes just in time to watch her teeth sink into the soft flesh of your neck. Tongue licking over beads of crimson as she pulled away.

“Ah-! … fuck… sorry, my lady.”

“So vulgar, my pet.”

She tightened the grip on your hair a little more - golden embers tracing over you as the Countess began a slow and steady pace with her fingers. Each calculated thrust more divine than the last - more sinful than the one before it. A chorus of moans ricocheting out into the cool night air as Alcina’s fingers relentlessly fucked you.

“Mommy’s sweet little slut. Taking so much of their Lady.”

She purred against your skin, a moment of softness before her teeth were on you again. A deep heat spilling over you as she matched her bites to the pace of her fingers. Claiming you to some unheard melody - taking you as her own. A sinful harmony as your moans joined in - breathy and desperate - body shuddering with each delicious thrust that she gifted you. And oh, how exquisitely you stretched around her - your warm juices dripping down her fair skin - taking as much of her as she was willing to give you.

“Mmmph… yes, my lady.”

You kept your eyes obediently on hers, not daring again to look away. Firm muscles flexing under soft flesh as Alcina’s pace proved merciless. Every inch of your body flushed - droplets of sweat sprinkled deliciously over you as you bucked your hips back into her, desperate for more. Desperate for release - for her to take you over the edge of bliss and back again. Another growl upon her lips as you lifted your backside even more, allowing the width of her fingers to slide indulgently against your entrance. Her breath cool against your skin as she leaned in.

“Come for me, my pet. Come for your Lady.”

An immediate rush - head instantly spinning as a relentless heat swiftly moved across your body - overwhelming you in every sense of the word. Your hips jerking as you moaned out loudly - knowing better than to even try to stifle the sounds that Alcina relished in hearing. Another firm thrust of her fingers, sliding up to meet your clit and back again. Over and over again until the pool of heat that resided so deep within you began to quickly overflow - to quickly inhabit every last cell of your body.

“Mmh.. My lady.. Ah-!”

She growled again, delivering a perfect and final thrust to your dripping core - forcing your juices to gush from you freely. Your whole body shuddering - deep heat sweeping over you like a fever dream - devouring you whole. Panting and flustered as you rode out your pleasure on her fingers. The length of her body firm against you as she held you in place. Her soft kisses cool against the many bite marks that decorated your skin, praising you as she finally slowed her pace.

“Such a good pet.”

She placed a final kiss to your neck, finally releasing the firm hold that had on your hair. Her fingers inside you slowly halting as your core continued to clench around them. The cool mahogany of the vanity soothing against your overly flushed skin as you fell breathless against it. The most delicious sound cutting through the air as she slid her fingers out of you, allowing your juices to quickly follow suit.

“Mmh.. and how was that, pet? Have you had enough of me?”

You could hear the challenge in her voice, and even in your exhausted state, you couldn’t help but to smirk. You took a deep breath, doing your best to steady it.

“Never… my lady...”

“Well… ” She smirked - the width of her spilling out behind you as she adjusted her stance. Moaning as the tip of her strap found your entrance - your juices steadily dripping down as she slowly slid it in. “ .. then be a good pet, and brace yourself.”

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Merry Christmas!

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Ok… sooo… I know I’ve been gone for a while but I missed you guys so much and I have been slapped with inspiration.

I need yall to know this is a dark Alcina x OC fic here are the warnings:

❌❌❌ 18+only❌❌❌ praise kink, marking, possessive behavior, physical violence, CNC(IYKYK) Omega vers. I can’t explain this enough this fic is dark and dirty please don’t read it if it’s too much.

As usual feedback is welcome, and let me know if y’all want more.

A Monsters Grace

Chapter 1: The Introduction

‘Speaking truthfully, I’m not sure why we keep fighting, you just go blame the bad timing.’

‘Admit it to me.’

‘Speaking Truthfully, I love you more then you love me.’

The song blasts through your headphones, as you ride down the hill to your house.

Your boss Alexander had let you out of the cafe early this evening at 4:15 pm, you thought it was because it had been annoying slow for a Sunday, but you couldn’t stop feeling odd due to the way your boss of 5 years had been looking at you and mimicked the behavior of a best friend when they can’t, but want to tell you something important.

You tried not to think about it as you went, skidding around the corner to the golden brick house at the end of Storm Trail Drive but just as the house comes into focus, you noticed a strangely huge black truck parked directly behind your mom, Sera’s dark blue Chrysler 300.

You’d never seen a truck of that size in your life, and as you slowed your bike to a stop in the driveway, only a few feet from the intimidating vehicle, you could see the license plate.

‘DIMITRISCU’

In thick black letters, the words seemed too big compared to the size of the plate, and you could see a woman in the driver’s seat with thick black sunglasses who glanced at you for only a moment, before she looked ahead again like you weren’t there, she looked almost like a CIA or FBI agent.

You dropped your bike afraid of what was going on, you and your mother had lived in this house alone for years, after your father passed, only a few months before your birth.

Company was scarce, because you both enjoyed each other’s company, and your mother told you many times that your father was the only one she loved, and that was ok with her.

So to see this, was too much.

You rushed to put your key in the lock, almost dropping your keys in the process. Finally getting the door open you immediately shouted into the seemingly empty space.

“Mom!?”

No answer as you rushed to the kitchen/living room, feeling panicked as you rounded the corner.

You stopped immediately in your stride, a woman, a very tall woman with eyes as gold as the sun, sat at your kitchen table. A hot cup of tea in her hand, that she was about to sip from before you had bolted in. The small chair looking odd beneath her, as you scanned her oddly elegant face and black suit.

Her face pail and almost perfect, you couldn’t help but blush when she looked you up and down, before taking a sip of her tea.

“Destiny?” Your mom spoke softly a surprised look on her face, as she put the tea kettle back down on the stove.

“Your home early.” She spoke quickly coming up to you and blocking your view of the stranger in your home.

You looked past her at the tall woman, your words unpleasant and cutting. “Who the hell are you?”

Your mother quickly wrapped her arm around you turning you around entirely, even as you looked back at the woman who now stood and smirked in your direction. Her height becoming completely realized as her head came close to the ceiling.

“Destiny I need you to go to your room for me ok sweetie?” She spoke in a rush as she practically dragged you up the first few steps.

“Mom who is that, what’s going on are you ok?” You had a million questions including why she didn’t want you there.

“I’m fine dear but..” she looked over the railing, then back at you. “I can’t explain right now ok but I promise I’ll explain soon enough, I swear.”

You felt even more panic rise in your throat at those words, and how your mother looked into your eyes. You never knew her to be a nervous woman she was your rock always had been, she even taught you how to box to an almost professional level in order to keep you safe.

But she held you tightly and gave you a reassuring smile.

So you nodded and headed up the steps to your room.

You don’t know how long you waited and paced about your room, trying to find your brass knuckles if you needed them, but to no avail.

Looking up at your clock you saw it had only been 45 minutes. No yelling or crashing sounds but you still felt uneasy.

‘Knock, knock’

You all but ran to your door at the sound, and reached for the knob, but it began to twist on its own and in stepped her.

Her eyes boring into your very soul as she walked towards you, instinctively you backed up until the back of your legs hit your bed and your were forced to sit.

You had to practically put your head back entirely in order to keep your eyes locked on the tall woman’s face.

She reached forward to touch you, so you quickly tried to swat her hand away with your right, only for her left hand to immediately seize it and squeeze it painfully. You tried to get away but her free hand was already around your neck, yanking you up towards her just as your mother’s voice calls out to the older woman.

“Miss Demitrescu!”

The iron grip on you was released and you ran past the strange woman towards your mother, standing behind her frightened.

“You will not touch her now that was the agreement.”

You shot a look at your mother who stood her ground, and held her arm out in front of you to keep you shielded.

“Mom, what?”

Your mother glanced at you apologetically, for a moment before addressing the tall stranger again.

“Do you hear me Alcina?”

This beautiful but scary woman ‘Alcina’ looked at you then your mother her face softened, and a sadistic smile graced her crimson lips as she tilted her head and put her hands in her pockets.

“Make sure she’s ready in an hour, no later, my people will gather the rest of her things in the morning.”

Her deep voice mixed with an odd accent that you couldn’t place was as intoxicating as it was cold.

Without another word she walked passed you and your mother, and down the steps.

“Mom, what the hell was that? What did she mean be ready in an hour!?” You shouted as your mother pulled you into the room closing the door, and sat you down on the bed next to her.

Her face was filled with pain, and what looked like regret as she spoke to you. Her eyes began watering with each word.

“Destiny I need you to listen to me ok? I’m truly sorry but we don’t have much time.”

She squeezed your hands as she spoke trying not to let her tears fall.

“I can’t believe this day has come so fast, and I wish it didn’t have to be this way but I…” She took a deep breath.

“Destiny, before you were born, your father and I got sick at the same time. I was pregnant with you at the time and your father passed before me. I was terrified that I would die or lose you, and with your father gone I had no way of paying for the house or the medical needed to save us both.”

Another deep breath as Sera wiped away her tears.

“I had been working for Miss Demitrescu for about two years, cleaning her offices, she found me crying one day when I broke down. I told her about my illness and your father, and how I couldn’t help you or him. She… she made me an offer I couldn’t refuse.”

Your body went stiff and your mind numb, as the next few words slipped out of your mother’s mouth.

“She offered to pay for everything this house my medical anything and everything I might need to help take care of you, and in exchange on your 25th birthday you would be her Omega.”

“It took me two days to think it over but my condition was getting worse, and I couldn’t wait any longer. So I signed a contract that made you legally hers.”

You couldn’t move, or think as you stood up looking at your mother with horror. This had to be some dream or nightmare, the day did seem to good to be true this must mean you’re asleep. Perhaps you blacked out at work this morning and now you’re sleeping.

“No.” You said coldly shaking your head.

“How.. how could.. you.. sold me?”

“You sold me!” You said turning to leave, as a million thoughts flooded your mind. Your mom took your wrist before you could get to far and she pulled you into her embrace.

“Destiny I’m so sorry I hope you can forgive me, I just couldn’t lose you I already lost so much.”

“Mom, please don’t make me go with her please I don’t want to!”

Sera looked down her eyes puffy and red as she kissed your cheeks, whispering apologies.

“I’m so sorry baby, I got 25 beautiful years with my sweet baby girl, and I wish I had made a better decision but there were no options back then.”

All you could do was cry as your mother explained why she didn’t try to send you away when you were born, how Alcina would have people watching the house and most importantly you.

As your mother began to pack a bag for you, while you sat on the bed still crying and sniffling. The door opened and Alcina stepped in and immediately grabbed your wrist, lifting you from the bed with force.

“Let me go!” You shouted as you tried to pull away, but Alcina only squeezed you tighter, sending a shooting pain up your arm.

“You’re hurting me, stop it.”

Your mother ran towards the two of you but a tall woman,(nowhere near as tall as Alcina but close) probably the one who was waiting in the car. Stepped between the three of you, stopping your mother from helping you.

“I’ve waited long enough, she’s coming with me now.”

She headed for the door without another word to your mother, and practically dragged you down the steps. Your mother continued to shout for her to let you go but Alcina acted as if she didn’t hear her.

You continued to struggle against her iron grip to no avail so you decided to try and punch her.

Big mistake, as soon as your fist made contact with her shoulder she whipped around and pushed you up against the rear car door pining both your wrists behind you.

“Keep fighting me Destiny, and I will break your arm.”

Her tone was as cold as ice and her grip on you made you realize she wasn’t bluffing.

Crying in pain as she twisted your arm further back.

“Ok! Please stop I won’t fight! Ahh please you’re hurting me!”

Alcina chuckles as she whispers;

“So cute when you beg little Raven.”

She finished those words with a lick to the right side of your neck, making you shiver.

“I’m going to let you go, so be a good girl and get in the car, if you try to run I’ll catch you and make you regret it.”

You began to cry as you nodded and she let go of your wrists.

She opened the car door for you and you stepped inside, just then the driver door opened the woman who stopped your mother got in and started the truck.

Alcina got in after you and immediately crowded your space burring her nose deep in your right shoulder, breathing you in.

“Finally… you’re all mine.”

She snapped her fingers and the woman who was now driving, pushed a button that closed a wall between the front seats and the back.

She pushed you down on the leather seats and began kissing you, you did your best to push her away but it was no use she was much bigger and stronger then you but you refused to give in so easily.

“Let me go! Get off me, stop it!”

Alcina could only chuckle at your words, as her grip on your wrists grew tighter.

“What did I say earlier?”

She squeezed your wrist so tight you thought it really would break, and you screamed in pain.

“Please stop, please you’re hurting me, why are you doing this?

What do you want from me?”

You started to sob as she licked away your tears, her hand resting gently on your cheek.

“Darling it’s ok, I won’t hurt you if you do as your told, now be still and take whatever I give you.”

She leaned in again and kissed you gently this time, her tongue playing around in your mouth as she moaned in ecstasy at your flavor.

“So delicious.” She said pulling away when you started to choke.

“You were truly worth the 25 year wait my darling.”

Ripping your black work button up down the middle to get better access, the buttons flying everywhere and all you could do was lay there and moan as she roamed your upper body with her tongue, kissing, licking, sucking and biting you anywhere she wished, worshiping until you were covered in her deep red lipstick and small black bruises. Your mouth was also smeared with it, a blush painted across your brass cheeks.

“Now that wasn’t so bad was it?” Alcina smiled down at you as you cried and tried to cover yourself, she simply took your hands and pulled you into her lap with your back to her front, her long black hair tickling your neck.

“Please… Miss Demitrescu, please let me go, I just…I just want to go home.”

You couldn’t help but cry more, as you struggled to remove your wrists from her grip.

Alcina kissed your right shoulder that was bitten and purple, then slid her free hand under your thigh, massaging the tender flesh and making your body shiver.

“Please darling there is no need for such formality, you are mine now so you may call me Alcina.”

You turned your gaze up towards her your eyes pleading with her, but all she did was smile down at you and kiss your for head.

Her gentle behavior was strange but not unwelcome, and you couldn’t help but lean more into her hold.

“Don’t fret my little raven, I shall make you understand that being mine is a good thing. You will want for nothing, you may eat anything you wish and you shall have a wardrobe that will make queens envy you.”

As she spoke she removed your underwear, leaving your skirt on and playing with your now exposed cunt.

“Well well, it looks like you did enjoy my touch. You’re dripping wet my sweet little raven, would you like me to make you feel good hmm?”

You tried to close your legs but she used her knees to keep them apart, as she continued to play with your dripping cunt.

Your legs shake as she rubs tight circles on your bundle of nerves, right before she added a finger.

“No!! Wait!!”

You began to fight her again regardless of the threat she made to break your arm but she didn’t snap your wrists like a twig, instead she let go of your wrists and used her now free hand to play

with you even more.

Digging her sharp nails into the soft flesh under your thighs and drawing blood, causing you to cry out in a mix of pain, pleasure and confusion.

“Please Alcina.” You said in a whisper, as the older woman sucked on your right shoulder.

“Well now, you finally said my name.” Alcina chuckled as you whimper, and kissed you once more, slowly this time sensually like she wanted you to enjoy it.

Her hands let go of your thighs to fondle your nipples, gently scraping the sensitive flesh with the tip of her sharp nails.

“Ahhh! Please I can’t… I ahhh! Don’t understand.”

“It’s ok my dear just enjoy it.”

Alcina slid her hand back between your legs and began to pump her fingers in and out of you gently, curling her fingers upward hitting your g-spot.

“Ahhhh!” You cried out your whole body feeling like fire crackers were exploding all over your sweaty body.

“No! Alcina… please wait it’s… ahhh too much, too much.”

You tried to fight off her hands but nothing worked as she bit down on the right side of your neck, breaking the skin.

You had never screamed so loud; you came undone on her hand, and as she made you ride out your high she marked you keeping her teeth buried deep in your scent gland.

The world around you became a blur, as you went slack against Alcina’s ample chest.

She kissed your forehead then your lips soothing you to relax against her, as she whispered sweet nothings into your ear and cleaned your now bloody shoulder.

“You did so well for me cel mic, I’m so proud of you.”

A kiss to your lips.

“I knew you would be perfect for me.”

A kiss to your temple.

“My sweet precious little raven.”

A kiss to the bandage on your sore bruised neck.

“Now rest draga mea, I promise to be here when you wake.”

You were too blissed out and scared to argue with her as you rested your head on her chest.

She continued to kiss you as your eyes became heavy and you found yourself leaning into them.

Part of you wanted her kiss and her touch but you knew it was wrong and twisted.

“Alcina… why did… you want…

Me?”

That’s all you remember saying before slipping into an inky blackness.

Look at that you made it to the end… you nasty (I love it) lmk what you thought cutie 🥰

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Alcina ❤️

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a queen of hearts x femreader where reader is one of bridget’s guards and she gets hurt and much to everyone’s surprise bridget decides to patch her up because she insists no one else can do it right (they definitely can and bridget just wants to be alone with reader lmfao)

and her seeing reader out of her armor for the first time and is like two seconds away from giggling and kicking her feet bc reader is super muscular and tanned idk im a sucker for queen of hearts being a secret loser lesbian (bc she DEFINITELY was in highschool)

🌹Queen of Hearts x Reader🌹

Reader Pronouns: She/her

Pairing: The Queen of Hearts x Fem!Guard!Reader

Plot: Someone tried breaking into the castle. Reader takes them down but is injured in the process, the Queen insisting she take on the responsibility of tending her wound. What the Queen wasn't prepared for was a bit of a lesbian panic.

Word count: 1.7k

Extra: Sorry this took forever and it ain't even good !! Very messy. But I love her. I listened to Chappel Roan while writing this.

Being a guard for royalty was no walk in the park. Especially if that park was The Queen of Hearts. She was a very interesting character, and by interesting, she was a tyrant.

She had full control over Wonderland, basically banning anything remotely joyous from it. She had strict rules and high expectations.

But, you've been doing this for awhile. You were very experienced when it came to being a guard. It was your dream since you were little.

Of course, when you were little, things were much different. Wonderland wasn't nearly as hostile, the Queen at the time wasn't so controlling, but none of that mattered anymore.

Your only job was protecting the current queen.

You didn’t fear many people. You were almost considering fearless. But the one person you did fear was your own Queen. The person that ruled over you. The woman who gave you ever command.

You always felt the need to go out of your way to go above and beyond to satisfy her, and it sort of worked. You did eventually become very high ranking and usually were her personal guard during special events.

You were never able to speak to her, why would you? It's not your job to speak to her unless she comands it. But that never stopped her from speaking to you. But you kind of assumed she spoke to anyone. Usually to just complain about small insignificant things for you to fix, but occasionally you swore you heard a hint of a real person come out of her.

But now, it was late. Wonderland never slept at night even if the people did.

There were always something outside of the kingdom, always someone. Always something to protect the kingdom from.

And every once in awhile, someone would slip through the cracks and try to take the Queen down. It was very rare this happened, but happened tonight.

Someone lurked in the walls of the kingdom, slipping in and out of the shadows. While the security in the kingdom was always the best, there are always holes.

And on that night, you were walking down the halls of the castle. You never enjoyed patrols that were in the castle, you preferred being out. But as you walked down the dim hallways that were completely silent other than the clicking of your boots on the tile, you heard something from behind you.

With one swift movement, you turn and block an attack from a hooded figure with a dagger, digging a gash into your hand rather your chest. You unsheath your sword despite the injury and the rest happened quickly.

You yelled for the other guards and you all easily brought this man down and immeately brought to the dungeon for the Queen to set her scentence for him. All was quiet again, all was safe. Except for the fact you accidentally woken up the Queen from her sleep, which was never good.

The doors to her room swung open and she slowly walked out. Even after just being woken up she was perfect. Her night gown was ridiculously expensive looking and beautiful, she was naturally gorgeous with or without makeup (in this case without), and every step she took was well coordinated. She looked unreal, like the kind of woman you'd dream of.

"Your Majesty," You kneel, along with a couple other guards near by you who were trying to patch your wound you received from the encounter.

"What is the meaning of this?" She demanded, clearly not thrilled by being woken.

You bit your tongue, horrified of what she may have in store for you and the other guards once you tell her that someone managed to break into the castle, "An unidentified man broke into the castle. We have detained him and he is being sent to the dungeon." You say, still kneeling and not daring to look her in the eyes.

The Queen of Hearts gave a noise of disapproval which made your heart feel like it sank to your stomach.

"I can see he didn't go without a stumble." She scoffed, eyeing the injury on your arm.

"We have it handled, your Majesty. We apologize for awakening you." One of the other guards who was initially helping you with your wound spoke up.

The Queen narrowed her eyes, "Clearly not." She stated, taking a step closer to you, making your skin hot. "You're doing it all wrong, it's like you're totally incapable of treating her wound properly." She huffed, "You're all dismissed. Out of my sight." She demanded, before pointing a finger at you, "But you. You stay."

You wished you could get up and run. Run far away. Because you weren't so sure that she had anything pleasant planned for you. You were almost certain your head would be removed from your shoulders in the next 12 hours. But all you could do was just sit there and kneel while staring at the ground.

"Off your knees. Pick up the first aid kit and hand it to me, since that lot clearly have no clue what they're doing I suppose I'll have to handle it." She commanded, crossing her arms.

You finally look up at her, your eyes full of surprise. Did you hear that right? Are you misinterpreting? Did the Queen of Hearts just say she was going to tend your wound rather than the other guards?

You hesitated before picking up the first aid kit and standing up, handing her the kit.

She snatched the kit from your hands and used her free hand to motion you to follow her.

You silently follow her into her own room which was even more shocking. You've never actually been invited into her room before, it was a little intimidating. You tried your best not to glance around, she doesn't like a nosey woman.

“Sit.” Was all she had to say for you to immediately listen. You sat in a chair that was probably the most comfortable chair you've ever been in before.

The Queen pulled up another chair and sat in front of you, taking your hand. Her gesture was surprisingly gently and careful, a small gesture but very out of character for her.

She removed the plate armor on your forearm and upper arm so it didn't get in the way. You felt a little embarrassed since all you wore under your armor was a tank top so now your entire arm was bare.

The Queen went pretty quiet after she took the plate armor off.

You were of course silent too. You didn't speak to her, you couldn't. But the silence was deafening. You tried to conceal the pain you felt from the wound and her tending to it. It burned and you had a feeling you wouldn't be able to properly hold a sword for a couple weeks.

Her eyebrows furrowed with concentration on her face. It was a look you hardly ever saw.

Her fingers worked surprisingly delicately, applying a cloth to clean the blood. Despite her steady hands, there was tension in her posture; a slight hesitation in her every movement. Her eyes occasionally flicker to your arms, tracing the defined curves of muscle with ab unreadable expression.

You tried to remain calm and stoic but you would be lying if you said you weren’t intimidated.

You winced at the pain as she put pressure on the wound to stop the bleeding.

"Don't focus on the pain. Just focus on me, hm?" She advises though it sounded like more of a comand, making your legs weak and your heart feel it'll beat of your chest.

You just look at her and stare at her perfect features. Her perfect hair, beautiful eyes, perfectly sculpted face. It was hard not to focus on her with her in that thin nightgown.

"Say something." Bridget finally commanded after another very long silence. You weren't sure why.

She's been acting weird this whole time. Well, she's always been odd, but especially now.

The Queen couldn’t help but feel a bit flustered, though she keeps her focus, forcing her usual demeanor. The air felt thick, as she began to clean the wound itself.

“Uhm,” you hesitantly speak up as she demanded, “Are you okay?” You immediately felt like jumping out of the window after asking that. It was definitely the wrong thing to say. You didn’t even know why she wanted you to speak in the first place.

The Queen let out a mocking scoff, “I tell you to say something and of course the only thing to come from your mouth it idiotic.”

Your face heated up in embarrassment. But you really weren’t sure what you were supposed to say. Before you even could say anything she spoke again.

“Letting yourself get injured like this…” she huffed with a disapproving tone, “You’re dismissed from work for the next week until it’s healed.” She began to wrap a bandage around your hand.

You really felt like this was all a dream. Everything tonight felt like a dream. “Really?” You asked, clearly surprised.

The Queen rolled her eyes, not amused by your need for confirmation. She didn’t say anything.

“Thank you, your majesty.”

“Yes. You should be grateful.” She said. She then slowly stood up, tracing her hand over your muscular arm, making your skin crawl. Her touch felt dangerous but so good. Your heart raced faster and faster.

Her hand lightly squeezed over your arm and to your shoulder, making you take a sharp inhale. And you could almost swear her own face turned a little red.

“Your Majesty—“

“Silence.” She interrupted, effectively making your mouth snap shut.

She trailed her nail under your chin, tilting your head to look her in the eyes.

The tension only grew more intense, your mind flooded with thoughts you probably shouldn’t be having about your ruler. You were no stranger to these thoughts, but for a moment it felt like these thoughts were coming true. But then the Queen suddenly pulled her hand away and snapped her gaze off of you. It was almost like she was flustered. “Go home. Rest.” She demanded.

You slowly stood up, unable to take your eyes off of her. “Now.” She added after she noticed your eyes trailing on her.

You snap back into reality and firmly nod you head, “Yes, your majesty. Thank you…”

“Silence. Leave.”

You leave her room, wishing you could have stayed. But that surely wasn’t possible. You only stood there for a moment, imagining the Queen’s red and flustered face. Imagining her sudden change in character. The way she stared at your arm and then looked away. You wish you could read her mind, what was going through her head. But you couldn’t help but smile at the picture of it in your head. It was enough to keep you up all night.

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Smut please 🙏🏾

queen of hearts x fem!reader where shes like a human cheshire cat where she isn’t afraid of the queen in the slightest and the only one who dares to tease her (and it pisses the queen off to no extent)

and the only reason it hasn’t been off with readers head is bc the queen secretly enjoys readers company. mayhaps with the “kissing them to shut them up” trope incorporated. idk sorry if this req is nonsensical 😭😭

🌹The Queen of Hearts x Reader🌹

Reader pronouns: She/her

Pairing: The Queen of Hearts x Fem! human Cheshire!reader

Plot: Wonderland is ruled by a cruel tyrant who shows no mercy to any. She has no heart and certainly no love. But one annoying cat seems to keep appearing by her side. A Cat that she has a lot of tension with.

Word count: 1.3k

Extra: This was succhhh a fun idea. QoH is big time crush of mine! She's kinda tricky to write though so I'm sorry if this is awful. I'm also starting classes again so my scheduled uploading is becoming a little more unorganized sorry

Wonderland is a curious place. It was very unpredictable, as were the people and creatures that lived there. It was never a place that was meant to be made sense of. And for a long time there was no order in the land.

But these past decades there had been. A mighty tyrant was crowned queen and made sure that everything in the kingdom of Wonderland stayed to her liking.

Curfew's, no games, no fun, and definitely no wonder. And that was something you just couldn't live by.

For a long time you only sat in trees and caused mischief and pranks to passerbys. Going around and causing as much chaos as you felt the need to. But you still always noted to stay clear from the castle. You broke every single one of the rules that the Queen enforced and she was not known for being very merciful.

Of course you would just be a smile away from your favorite tree and disappear from any restraints. But maybe it was safer to just stay away.

Well, you wouldn't be the Cheshire Cat if you played things safe, would you?

Of course you just had to meet the Queen herself! Such a respectable lady. Though she makes everything utterly boring, she herself was anything but boring.

She was quite the character, in fact. Or so you heard.

One day you decided to introduce yourself. As in, one day a lonesome grin appeared beside her while she was alone in her room. A smile with no eyes, a smile with no face. A grin that resembled the crescent moon. A grin that sung a tune of how odd she was.

The smile only giggled at her disturbed state. Then the smile spoke to her and she demanded you revealed who you were.

It took a couple weeks of only messing with her and disappearing before she could actually do anything about it before you revealed yourself fully to her.

And now, a couple years later, when you find yourself bored you appear before the Queen and see how far you can push her.

"I'm quite busy today and certainly not in the mood for your shenanigans. So get lost, cat." The Queen of Hearts said in her regal accent and her usual nasty attitude.

She didn't even have to look to know that you had appeared behind her. She had quickly picked up the skill of feeling when you were around.

"Oh my, you look radiant as always, your highness. Why the bad attitude?" You grin wide at her clearly stressed state.

She only scoffed and kept her eyes on the papers in front of her that she was reviewing. Being a queen unfortunately didn't mean pampered treatment 24/7. She felt it was ridiculous that she actually had to do this awful work, "Flattery gets you no where. Now like I said, shoo." The Queen waved her hand in one motion to signal you to leave.

Though you being you, you wouldn't go away so easily.

In a typical cat-like fashion, you hop on the table in front of her, knocking her papers to the side, "Don't be such a sour puss, Bridget." You say, your boot kicking aside the other books on her table as you stretched out.

The Queen was practically fuming now. She could not believe the absolute audacity of the lady cat in front of her. The way you thought you could talk to a queen like that and knock over her stuff? Absolutely unacceptable! "Do not call me that. It's Your Royal Highness to you. Now get off my table immediately." She yelled, standing up to be more assertive.

The grin on your face only widened further as you laughed, "So serious all the time..." You tease, turning over to lay on your side and pose as if you were trying to appear more attractive to her.

"I am your queen and you best do as I tell you or I will have the guards—"

"Do what? Imprison me? Behead me? Yes... I'm sure that will work like the other dozen times it has." You were really pushing your luck, cutting off the Queen like that.

She looked down on you, her eyes narrowing and the scowl on her face only intensifying. That look she gave you was the one that excited you most. The whole reason you do any of this just to see that gorgeous expression. An expression to die for. Literally.

"Now, for how long do you think you will continue to get away with denying a royal command?" She asked, drumming the tips of the red claws on her fingers against the table.

"For as long as I'd like." You hum to yourself, only making yourself more comfortable laying on the table.

Bridget did not seem pleased with the answer you gave. She prayed on day you'd cower at her command but you never did. Never have you ever shown any sign of worry or fright which welled overwhelmingly in her chest.

"But really it's your fault. You do give the dearest reactions." You continue on with a smirk.

"Is that so?" An eyebrow raised as her posture still held her high and her expression rock solid.

"Why, yes of course~" You giggle, "Your reactions... They're all so entertaining yet predictable. All of your adorable expressions only fuel my need to tease you more. Who could resist a person such as yourself? I'm lucky to have the opportunity to be in your presence and—"

But just before you could finish your endless yet flirtatious flattery, Bridget suddenly grabbed you by the collar of your top and jerked you close. Before you could make any kind of remark, she locked her lips to yours to silence you.

And for once, you were completely silent. No stupid grin and no stupid remark.

The kiss was far from gentle, you could've sworn the aggression of it could've bruised your lip. It also lasted longer than you could even imagine. Well, it definitely felt longer than you could imagine. Your hands threatened to wander to her waist but you weren't sure how she'd like that.

Though her hand still held the collar of your shirt, but her free hand held your leg to keep you in place, the claws on her fingers digging into you slightly.

Ame After what felt like forever, she finally pushed you away and leaving you to stumble back. You were left stunned as she turned her back to you.

"That seemed to be quite effective." She remarked, "Tell me, was that predictable as well?" She asked as if she was mocking you. As if she was the one playing with you like a toy rather than the other way around.

In truth, she was quite fond of you. You could believe you got away from her on your own all you like; but she'd never scentence you to death. As much as she'd rather die than admit it, she would feel disappointed the days you wouldn't show up. The days she was left alone on the throne with her kingdom and own daughter to hate her.

She always believed it was better to be feared than loved, that she couldn't be hurt that way. But she felt more alive when you were right beside her. She knew you didn't fear her, and as much as she tried to make you, you never did. And she loved it.

"Wow..." The grin suddenly appeared on your face once again, "You're right, your highness. I didn't see that one coming." You hopped off the table and approached her from being, dropping your arms over her shoulders and leaning against her back, "Perhaps we should do it again~" you smirk.

"Get off of me, you miserable fiend. You're ruining my dress." She commanded, shrugging you off of her.

You back off with an even bigger grin, "You're quite rough, maybe we'll be a little more gentle next time?" You suggest.

"There isn't a next time. Get away before I shut you up in a way you won't find very pleasing." She threatened, shooing you with her hand.

"I just love when you threaten me." You mock a dreamy sigh.

The Queen only scoffs in disgust and rolls her eyes. How could a kitty be so insufferable and endearing at the same time? She swore you'd be the death of her.

[unmeisenpai]

I can see where the omegavers people get it (I am people, people is me)

Alcina Dimitrescu’s mutated form

[unmeisenpai]

Mine is barking

it's no longer purring it is hissing

[unmeisenpai]

There's a fresh set of Lady D + S/I NSFW over on my Twitter (@helgasrookie) for anyone that's interested. Here's a brief preview.

You should go check them out, they're pretty juicy.

[unmeisenpai]

I need a part two with SMUTTTT

Life was Sweet

Pairings: Queen of Hearts x Reader

Request: hi!! could i request the queen of hearts x mad hatter!reader, whos known her since before the prank, and still stuck around with her because theyre loyal. and theyre always trying to help her open up and have a little fun, so she can be her true self again!

Genre: Fluff

Note: it was kinda hard to write for the Queen of Hearts as only her mean side was shown but I truly believe that Bridget is still in there somewhere.

You had been by The Queen of Heart’s side even before she was The Queen of Hearts. Your best friend used to be Bridget, one of the sweetest princess in Merlin academy.

But now, in everyone else’s eyes, she was the cruelest Queen there had ever been. ‘Off with their heads’ rolls down her tongue as natural as walking for a normal person.

Any normal human would turn their backs against the Queen once they knew it was too late for her to be the sweet Bridget again, but you were never normal.

“Bridget, you’ve gotta stop being so harsh on Red.” You tried to reason with the Queen as she walked around your room and you were starting to feel dizzy.

It was midnight when a sudden explosion bursted your doors open, revealing the Queen of Hearts. Then 2 hours later, she was still in your room complaining about her daughter while touching and messing up your precious stuff.

“I told you to address me by my title!” The Queen glared at you but you chose to ignore her fiery gaze, no matter how much she threatened to chop your head off you knew she would never find the heart to do so. No matter how small it became. “And last time I checked, she is my daughter! Not yours!”

“She might as well be, I helped raise her!” You shouted, startling Bridget and even yourself at the outburst. You muttered an apology before taking a sip of focus potion to wake you up fully. You were so out of it after only getting 2 hours of sleep.

“Whatever, the point is she’s only a kid, she’s in the phase where she needs to figure out who she is. And who she is definitely isn’t you.” You slowly approached her, putting a hand on her shoulder In comfort while also trying to knock some sense into her.

“Remember when we were teenagers and all the fun we had? Your parents were never as controlling as you are with Red. Maybe we should bake cakes together again like the good old days!”

“Fun? I remember how much fun they all had when I was weak, gullible, and humiliated! Luckily you were sick or you might as well be dead to me like everyone else that was there!” The Queen exclaimed, her hands laid on a knife you were heating up earlier.

Your heart sunk deeper at the reminder of the day when your lives changed forever. You and Bridget had always been friends, since babies. Your parents practically raised you both together as both of your Kingdoms were united.

Ella came in view when you and Bridget arrived at Merlin academy, in a way she was her own person but she just felt like one of you guys so it wasn’t surprising how quickly the three of you got along.

Your friendship was great, well until one fateful day when everything changed. For worse.

The three of you planned to go to the dance together seeing as Bridget badly wanted to go, you and Ella never really liked those things but agreed to go anyways, for Bridget.

Just a day before the night of the dance, you had gotten terribly sick and chose to stay in your shared dormitory with Bridget. Your friends wanted to stay and look after you but you didn’t want to ruin their fun, especially Ella after you overheard Prince Charming talking about asking her out to dance.

If only you knew the outcome, you would’ve begged them not to leave your side.

A few hours after the night started, you were woken up by loud noises wandering around your dorm. You couldn’t make out who it was as you were too sick to move, but you knew it was Bridget from the second she mumbled about getting revenge of some sort.

But that was it, after that night, you weren’t getting any better so your parents took you back home to let the family doctor take care of you.

When you became healthy enough to go back to school, everything changed. Everyone avoided Bridget as if she was a plague, even Ella. And it pained you that you never asked what really happened, all you knew was that you’ll be by Bridget’s side no matter what.

So when King Beast and Queen Belle decided to unite all the Kingdoms, only yours and Bridget’s Kingdom rejected their peace offering. And as a result, your Kingdom and hers were forever blocked from ever going out of your Kingdom’s land.

“Bridget! Are you alright?” You immediately dropped all your belongings and rushed to her aid. The Queen flinched in pain when you accidentally pressed on her wound, “Sorry!”

You gently pulled her to sit down on a chair before using your free hand to grab one of your healing potions. “This is going to stink for a while. Are you okay?” you gently held her hand before looking up, right into her eyes. The same eyes you would get lost in every time you looked, and she looked at you the same way.

Suddenly it was like she was a teenage girl again, when life was sweet. Remembering the sparks that would go off whenever you held her hands as you placed on a bandage when she accidentally burnt herself while you guys were on your weekly baking date. The way you would hold her so warmly that all her senses would go off and all she wanted to do was be in your arms forever.

The feelings she had that got locked up when she became the Queen of Hearts, what she didn’t know was that she had already taken yours and you had forgotten it too.

You both came back to your senses when the sound of a thunder was heard, immediately moving apart from each other. You dropped her hand in panic and she was starting to miss that feeling. And she didn’t like feeling that feeling one bit.

“Oh, umm…do you want to bake a cake together? Unless you want cookies or cupcakes or both!” Your question was more like a demand since you gave her no chance to speak, grabbing her hands while ignoring the old butterflies that had finally grew wings again.

“We’re going to make cookies!” You claimed once you and Bridget arrived at your kitchen, you usually prefer for your bakers to make whatever you desire but baking it yourself just felt perfect at this time around.

The whole situation felt awkward at first, you weren’t used to being the one talking. Bridget was usually the one who starts and ends the conversations, mostly ranting about problems in her own Kingdom and her daughter.

But ever since that moment you shared, she had been quiet and weird, it was like her body was there but she wasn’t quite herself. It wasn’t too bad since she actually did help with mixing up the ingredients. But you really hated feeling awkward around your best friend. You terribly wanted to break the ice, so you did.

“Oh, you got something there.” You slowly headed her way, reaching out near her face pretending to get a non existent thing off her face. “Right…there! Ah HAH!” you grinned as you threw flour to her way.

Bridget stayed still, at first you thought that that would be the end of your precious head but then you saw a smile grew on her face as she did the same back. “I’m not letting you get away so easily!”

After almost 17 years, you finally found a way to see old Bridget again. You really never appreciate the small moments until it is taken away from you.

“Game on, my Queen!”

Half an hour later and the whole kitchen was filled with flour, the room was basically whiter than Snow White herself. You and Bridget laughed all night before taking a break on the floor.

“Remember when we used to have those weekly baking dates and it would always end up with flour all over the place?” You reminisced of your younger days as you settled yourself down next to Bridget. Leaning on her shoulders gently, a habit of yours since long long ago.

“Your mother would get so disappointed and made us clean it ourselves but we still did it again. Of course I remember.” Bridget smiled but not like the smile she usually does when ordering guards to cut people’s head off, this was different, genuine, and for a moment you saw the same look she used to hold before everything changed.

The look that had you lost in time and all you could do was look at her like she was the only one who existed in your world.

“I love you.” You nervously blurted out. One of the things you hated the most since birth was hiding your own feelings, it was suffocating, especially since you were hiding from the person you practically spent your whole life with.

And for a moment, you thought she won’t feel the same way. After all, you guys never addressed the situationship you had going on. It was greatly pushed aside after all the problems Bridget faced after that sorrow night.

“You do?” The Queen’s eyes grew soft as she looked back at you, her hands gently caressing your face.

“I always have, and always will. I loved you since that day you defended me from those bullies even though they were twice your size, we were twelve. You were always the sweetest, even to people who never deserved it.” You chuckled, it was bittersweet but at least you and Bridget had always been by each other’s side, no matter what.

Even if, for the past 20 years you guys had to push aside your true feelings for each other.

“I planned to come clean about my feelings to you years ago but as you know, time loves to mess with u-“ your words were cut off when Bridget leaned in, using her finger to lift your chin up before pulling you in for a long much needed kiss.

The softness of her lips almost took your breath away. The longing and desperate feelings that had been built up were release as you melted into her hold.

[unmeisenpai]

I’m gonna go cry real quick 😭 this is MY Cinderella and Prince Charming

Remember when Paolo said he caught real feelings for Brandy during filming, and he's still looking at her like this and why are they whispering!? Everything is so much! 😍

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