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mikasa-imadebiscults · 4 months

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The Dimitrescu Sisters Spicy Headcannons

(A/N- I had to make this. Do I need to say more?)

(Warning: NSFW content and FEM! Reader)

🫀Bela Dimitrescu🫀

- She’s a dominant, a soft dom to be specific, though sometimes she has her rare moments where she’s hard on you >:)

- Bela quickly learns where all of your most sensitive spots are and how to make you scream with utter pleasure (she will most definitely make you scream but you don’t mind, right??)

- Speaking of screaming, your voice is a huge turn on for her. Moaning her name is a quick way to make her dripping wet.

- Loves to use her body to make you feel good. For example, using her hard working fingers to finger you, using her skillful tongue to eat you out, tensing her thigh while you’re riding it to add to the pleasure, etc. etc.

☕️Cassandra Dimitrescu☕️

- Dominate. Good luck trying to top her.

- Sex with her is intense but full of romance and passion.

- Sometimes she likes to have quickies and sometimes she likes to spend hours and hours being intimate with you (who’s sleep? I don’t know her)

- Loves to tease you and make you all flustered, she finds it so adorable (and because her name is Cassandra Dimitrescu) Also whenever she takes off her clothes, she makes sure to take it off very slowly to have you anticipating for whats to come.

- Big on sex toys, she’s willing to try almost anything. (What her girl wants, she gets) She also is really happy that you trust her enough to try new things and be so vulnerable around her.

🛹Daniela Dimitrescu🛹

- She’s a switch, tendency to be submissive.

- When it’s one of those times where she’s dominating, she gets all red and flustered, but can you blame her you just look so god damn hot that she can’t help it.

- The first time that you got naked in front of her, her face went completely red and she was struggling to speak. The only words that came out of her mouth was “W-wow..you look..beautiful.”

- Loves when you kiss all over her body, it makes her feel so loved and cherished.

- She really likes it when you praise and reassure her. Of course she praises you too, but that’s an understatement because she basically worships your body, making any insecurities you may have disappear (why doesn’t Daniela exist in real life??)

Masterlist

#resident evil fanfiction #resident evil smut #resident lover #bela dimitrescu #bela x reader #cassandra dimitrescu #cassandra x reader #cassandra x mc #daniela dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu x reader #daniela dimitrescu x y/n #daniela x reader

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xelinezeddiorsstuff · 4 months

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BRO THIS GAME REALLY SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE OF HOW MUCH OF A SIMP I AM, FIRST IT WAS CASSANDRA, THEN ALCINA, THEN DONNA AND NOW MIRANDA TOO. GOOD LAWD I NEED TO CONTROL OR ELSE IMMA GO ON A WHOLE QUEST ON GOING TO ROMANIA AND FINDING PEOPLE LIKE THEM

#resident lover #resident lover spoilers #cassandra dimitrescu #cassandra x mc #alcina dimitrescu #donna beneviento #mother miranda

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kjlikesfemmetops · 5 months

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Hey Bela lovers! Got something piping hot out of the oven for you! I hope this makes you cry

Am I writing fanfiction when I should be asleep?

Yes…shut up.

#resident lover #ao3 writer #bela dimitrescu needs a hug #bela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu x reader #cassandra doesn’t appear just is talked about #alcina trying to be a good mom #apparently MC didn’t burn cookies

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rosestarlightkatarina · 3 months

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pathetic-sapphic · 10 months

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RINA'S MASTERLIST NO.1

ARCANE

Insomniac Sevika

Bath Time With Sevika

Sick Sevika

Taking care of an injured Sevika

Protective Sevika

Beach date with Sevika

Attractive things Sevika does

Fluffy Viktor headcanons

Viktor with a S/O whose love language is physical touch

Viktor with a naturally strong S/O

Soft Viktor headcanons

Viktor with a S/O who owns a dog

Viktor SFW Alphabet

Viktor with a Plus Size S/O (nsfw)

Viktor with a Soft Dom Girlfriend

Viktor with a Tall and Insecure S/O

Protective Viktor with a Protective S/O

Fluffy Vi and Caitlyn headcanons

Vi NSFW Alphabet

Viktor taking care of an Injured S/O

Friends to Lovers with Viktor

Arcane characters with a S/O who hates physical touch

Arcane characters with a Mitsuri Kanroji S/O

Arcane characters with a S/O who can sing

Aftercare with the Arcane characters (nsfw themes)

Arcane men with a S/O who has anxiety

Arcane women with a S/O who has anxiety

Arcane milfs with an insecure S/O

What the Arcane milfs are like as partners

How the Arcane milfs kiss you

Arcane milfs and jealousy (slight nsfw)

Attractive things that the Arcane milfs do (nsfw)

Arcane milfs + Vi when they have a crush on you

Arcane milfs with a Plus Size S/O (nsfw themes)

First meeting with the Arcane milfs

Arcane milfs with a bratty S/O (nsfw)

Arcane milfs with a S/O who has attachment issues

Arcane milfs when their S/O safewords

Arcane milfs with a virgin S/O who can't relax during their first time

Cassandra Kiramman SFW Alphabet

Arcane women when reader goes into subspace (nsfw themes)

Vi with a chubby fem S/O (nsfw)

Jinx with an autistic S/O

Jinx NSFW Alphabet

Overstimulation with Jinx (nsfw, drabble)

Let's go, me and you, until the end of time (Jinx x Fem!Reader fic, hurt/comfort, angst to fluff, 1253 word count)

Vi, Jinx and Caitlyn with a S/O who has body image issues

THE ARCANA

Asra, Julian and Nadia with a dominant MC (nsfw)

OBEY ME

Mammon relationship HC's pt.1

RESIDENT EVIL

Lady Dimitrescu relationship headcanons

Lady Dimitrescu with a S/O who has a size kink (nsfw)

OVERWATCH

Mercy and Widowmaker with a S/O who has mechanical wings attached to their spine

Mercy with a clumsy and sickly S/O

#arcane x reader #arcane #arcane sevika #arcane viktor #sevika x reader #viktor x reader #arcane masterlist #arcane headcanons #overwatch #overwatch masterlist #arcane fanfic #obey me shall we date #obey me x reader

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zeroone-eleven · 4 months

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Resident Lover Masterlist:

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A = angst, F = fluff, H = humor, HC = Hurt & Comfort, A/B/O = Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics, S = smut

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Alcina Dimitrescu:

Nothing yet!

Bela Dimitrescu:

Bela Dimitrescu Headanons (Part 1) (HC)

How does Bela Dimitrescu love? (F) (HC)

Third Time's The Charm? (A)

Scorching Cold (F) (Sick!Fic)

Cassandra Dimitrescu:

Nothing yet!

Daniela Dimitrescu:

Daniela Dimitrescu Headcanons (Part 1) (F)

Angie Beneviento:

Nothing yet!

Donna Beneviento:

How Does Donna Beneviento Love? (A) (F) (HC)

Power Naps (F)

Headmistress Miranda:

Headmistress Miranda x MC Headcanons (Part 1) (HC) (A) (F)

#Resident Lover #Resident Lover masterlist #alcina dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #angie beneviento #donna beneviento #Miranda #Resident evil Miranda #Resident Lover Miranda #alcina dimitriscu x reader #bela dimitrescu x reader #daniela dimitrescu x reader #Cassandra dimitrescu x reader #Angie Beneviento x reader #Donna beneviento x reader #Miranda x reader

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ctitan98official · 2 months

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Anonymous: resident lover neutral route cassandra after ending maybe? i need angst :) and for cass to regret getting ghosting MC

Duuuude. Great minds think alike XD I already had this saved in my drafts lol. I think this fits your request!

Spoilers for Resident Lover - Cassandra route!

Alright, so that ending where you get your foot crushed and Cass meets someone in NYC? Yeah. That one killed me T^T Of course I had to write some angsty romance about it lol. Let’s get into it!

You had done everything to make sure the show was a success.

… You had done everything to make sure Cassandra was a success.

Those stupid stans. They had ruined everything. At the opening night performance, you saw a mysterious shadow while you were waiting in the wings. You had to go investigate it. You went up onto the the catwalk and saw them. Laughing and giggling like idiots as they held those paint cans. Their obsession with Cass was disturbing. Willing to hurt other people just to get closer to her…

They were trying to douse you, but they were too dumb to realize that they would have just made Cass a laughing stock as well by doing this. They would have only sabotaged their own goal.

You confronted them and they panicked. In their haste to get away, they threw the cans at you and crushed your foot. You could feel that multiple bones were broken. The stage manager called you an ambulance and they carted you away.

While you never would have wanted Cass to miss opening night… She didn’t even come to see you at the hospital later on. You texted her a few times and she answered back, but… She was just… So caught up in her own production. Plus, her mother whisked her away to NYC after all the shows were finished. You texted again… But this time she didn’t answer at all.

That had been two fucking months ago.

How… Could she be so… Cold toward you? After everything the two of you went through together? She was always so kind and empathetic. What happened to her? Had she tasted her first bit of fame and just forgotten about you?

You grumble to yourself as you remember everything and hobble over to the library to study. Yep. Still in a cast. Your foot is so sore and you can barely walk. The doctor said it will start to get better soon, but that’s the least of your worries at the moment. Your pathetic life and the apparent loss of your first real love are eating you up inside. Will Cass ever come back? Will she finally text you? Maybe even give you a call? Damn. What you wouldn’t give to hear her voice right about now…

You stumble through the doors and try to find a table to work at.

But then you see her. You almost think you’re hallucinating before she spots you and comes barreling over.

“Y/N! I missed you, my star,” She says and pulls you into an unexpected hug.

Your eyes widen in surprise. You want to be pissed. You certainly have the right. She ghosted you when you needed her the most. However… She’s so warm. Her luscious curves feel so good against your weary body. The signature scent of coffee clings to her and you feel yourself soothed by her embrace. You’re just relieved she’s back, honestly.

Cass eventually pulls away and smiles at you.

You try to smile back, but it looks like more of a grimace.

Cass takes note of your gaunt face, the bags under your eyes and the tense set of your jaw. She’s an actress, after all. It’s her job to notice these kinds of things. “Y/N? You don’t look well at all,” She says and pulls up a chair to sit next to you.

You bite your lip and look away. “I’m fine,” You murmur.

Cass is not convinced. “Y/N. Please tell me what’s going on,” She pleads.

You finally meet her eyes. “You… Just left. You never even came to see me in the hospital,” You say, voice sounding incredibly small.

Cass’s eyes immediately look so pained. “Oh, Y/N. I would have, but-”

“I get it. Your show was running. But… Even after it was over and before you went to New York. You still never came,” You say. “Then you stopped answering my texts. I thought you were pissed because I couldn’t play Romeo. I felt guilty and decided to give you some space,” You feel yourself rambling. You take a deep breath to calm yourself. “I know we were just supposed to be working on the show together. I just thought I meant more to you than that, you know?”

Cass is… Heartbroken. Tears trail silently down her cheeks. She didn’t realize how much she had hurt you. “Of course you do, Y/N. I’m… So sorry,” She says, breaking down and sobbing into her hands. “I should have visited you. I just got swept up in everything.”

You… Didn’t expect her to be so sad. Does she really care about you… As more than just a scene partner? You can’t stand to see her cry. You reach out to hold her hand. “Hey… It’ll be okay, Cass,” You say softly. “I was upset, but… Yeah, I forgive you,”

She looks up at you, hopeful. “You do?” She sniffles.

You surprise yourself by smiling. You’re just so glad she’s back. You can’t find it in yourself to be angry with her anymore. “I do, Cass. It’s really good to see you.”

Cass gives you a watery grin and leans over to hug you once more. “It’s good to see you as well,” She says. She nervously reaches into her pocket and pulls out a keychain. “Here. This is for you,” She says and hands it over to you. “It’s not much, but… I saw it and wanted to get it for you,” She says quietly.

Your eyes widen slightly at this. She was thinking about you while she was away? Then… Why didn’t she answer your texts? You take the keychain. It’s still warm from her pocket… “Thanks,” You whisper in disbelief.

Before you can say anything else, though, Cass suddenly looks away, unable to meet your gaze. “I’m… Moving to New York, Y/N,” She reveals.

… You swear your heart shatters into a million pieces. She can’t possibly mean… Could she?

“I met somebody and… I want to see where it goes,” She says guiltily.

What? She’s… Leaving? Just like that?

… And she “Met someone”? Oh, shit. That sucks even more.

“Y/N, can we please keep in touch?” She asks suddenly, gripping your hand and pleading with a fierce determination in her eyes. “I… Need you in my life. Even if I’m across the world,” She begs.

You are silent for a long while.

Wow.

You just got friend-zoned in the absolute worst way possible.

You sigh and nod weakly. “Sure,” You say half-heartedly. But you know the truth. You both will text each other for a bit. Then the intervals between her answering your messages will begin to get longer and longer. Eventually you’ll lose touch as Cass will be out on Broadway, dazzling crowds. She’ll move on and forget about you.

Yeah, you’ll keep in touch… But will she?

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5 years. It’s been 5 years since you’ve seen that gorgeous smile in person. You wait nervously on the back of the sound stage before a producer signals you to get into position.

Cass is currently being interviewed on a late night talk show. She’s completely blown up ever since she started doing movies. She’s the Hollywood “It” girl.

You’re scheduled to perform and then join the interview. Those fucking media moguls knew that you had a past with Cass. They lined you up like this on purpose, you’re sure of it. You sigh and go over a few things with the sound techs before you go on.

You’re here with your band. You… Kind of reinvented yourself after everything went down with Cass. You needed a change and so you… Tried to become someone else. A rocker who slacked off with their friends and bandmates. You eventually dropped out of Miranda’s University and began touring with your band. You played huge festivals and started garnering a big audience. You were on your way to becoming a real rockstar. But… Were you truly happy? Your personal life kind of stagnated. Your bandmates and friends were getting married, going on luxurious vacations… But you still feel like that same, dumb freshman. It’s pathetic. You’ve had a lot of one-night stands with random women and groupies on the road, but you haven’t dated anyone since… her. It’s stupid, though. You two weren’t ever a couple. Why were you so lovesick over her? You were since the very first time you met her, if you were being honest.

You recently read in the trashy tabloids that Cass had just given birth to her first child… You read any article written about her religiously. She looked happy in the picture you saw of her holding her baby. Cass named her little one Amber. You faintly remember how much she adored the color. A fond smile tugs your lips. She’s going to be just as much of a handful as Cass is.

And, of course, as if your brain doesn’t have enough to process right now, you’re obsessing over Cass’s love life. She doesn’t date very much and quickly stopped seeing that other woman in New York she told you about (You enjoy this fact way too much). She made it clear publicly that she was happy being single, but she wanted children. She had found a sperm donor and decided to raise her little one all on her own. She’ll adjust what parts and jobs she takes as Amber grows and requires different things from her. Plus, she’s got the best support system in the world with her sisters and mother.

Cass is fully moving on with her life. Without you. It stings. Even after all of these years… Fuck, how pathetic.

Suddenly, the stage producer breaks you from your musings and begins the countdown. This is your first time on national TV. You should be focusing on that. Not the beautiful brunette sitting just across the studio from you. You wish you could have spoken to her before the show started. Nothing like an uncomfortable reunion in front of a captive audience…

You take a deep breath and close your eyes before the curtain in front of you opens to wild applause.

Ugh. Let’s just get this fucking night over with…

Note: So, I pretty much said “Fuck canon”, I guess lol. I’ll have to break this into another part, but hope you enjoyed!

Masterlist

#re8 #re8 village #resident lover #resident lover spoilers #resident lover cassandra #cassandra dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu x reader #cassandra dimitrescu x y/n #cassandra dimitrescu x mc

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mutival · 3 months

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Okay so I wrote a Cassandra fanfic

Can’t believe I’m writing about a cannibal but here we are. Any constructive criticism is always appreciated! English isn’t my first language and this is like the third fanfic I’ve ever written. Idk if Cassandra is acting like she would canonically so PLEASE lecture me on that as well if need be

Thank you!

Fluff/Sleeping/Cassandra Dimitrescu x reader RL

Opening night is always messy backstage, I now know that better than anyone else.

After my Juliet, Cassandra Dimitrescu herself, and I managed to round the show up, we were far too busy to properly reflect and fraternize, much to her dismay. Bouquet after bouquet, fan after never-ending fan, there was no end to the amount of socializing

Cassandra had to do before we could properly discuss the play. However, I wasn’t let off scot-free either. The second the curtains dropped, I was whisked off to the side door by the producer, where I fell face-first onto my roommate, Daniela, in the cold night. The darling girl was holding flowers, of which now there were none left unscathed. She yelped when she fell backwards, softening my blow. ‘’MC, the flowers!’’ Daniela exclaimed, feeling the thorns of the roses puncture her perfect abs. I haphazardly shot up, nearly collapsing again from the strain. However, as fast as I rose to my feet, I was slammed down again by the weight of my lovely second roommate, Angie, flanking me from the left. I crashed into a piece of decor, promptly catching Angie but leaving nothing salvageable of the castle wall prop. The ruckus made me wonder if Cassandra would leave her socialite group to come check what all the noise was about. Angie practically squealed when she finally stabilized, straddling my hips. ‘’Roomie!’’ She yelped, I only noticed just now she had a celebratory wine bottle in her hands. ‘’Courtesy of the Dimitrescu winery!’’ She pressed it into my hands, a cute silver ribbon covering the neck. Daniela rubbed the back of her neck, seemingly looking uncomfortable. ‘’Don’t tell Cass or my mom. I kind of-’’ Angie cut her off. ‘’She stole it!’’ At that, I gasped. ‘’Dani?!’’ I scolded her, holding the evidence of a crime that could get me in some deep shit with the family I so desperately wanted to impress. Dani gave me an awkward grin. ‘’Only the best for our star!’’

Star.

‘’Star.. Yeah, damn right! I am a star now, am I not?’’ I plucked Angie off of me, striking a pose that could rival Cassandra’s. Angie cheered, grabbing me by the arm. She mumbled something about getting caught, and off we went to the dorms. I took Dani’s hand in mine with my free hand, forming a little almost duck-like train.

About 4 hours later, I'm laying in bed. Sleep doesn’t come easy after those 5 AM recitals. However, seeing Cassandra beaming on stage and.. oh, right. We kissed. Oh my god. We kissed. In front of HUNDREDS of people?! I groaned, my cheeks heating up when I remembered. Angie was drunkenly sleeping on the couch in a position her aunt would’ve definitely scolded her for. She was awfully strict on posture, after all. I’d run into her a few times before while unceremoniously getting locked in the auditorium. I still don’t know what possessed me to take Angie’s dare to stay in the auditorium to hunt for a phantom. ‘’Phantom my ass, if you believe in ghosts, you must be really stupid’’ I had declared. After wrecking another piece of decor in an attempt of getting away from the phantom I claimed wasn’t real, I got a brief introduction.

I yawned, grabbing my jacket. I was certain no shop would be open at this hour, but I felt compelled to take a walk to clear my head from all the fuss and chaos the show had caused. After pulling on my shoes, I snuck past the snoring Angie coddling a vodka bottle in her sleep, murmuring “I won’t let you get wasted” and “I’ll take care of you” and snuck out. I strolled towards the campus, staring up at the room where the student council resided during the day. How peculiar, someone had left the lights on. However, that isn’t my problem and I definitely won’t be making it my problem, I thought as I roamed around the center of the campus. I took a sharp left past the now calm auditorium towards the-

A faint rustling can be heard.

What the fuck?

I whipped my head around at near lightning speed. Another phantom?! It seemed to be following me. I struggled to grab my phone from my pocket, dropping it in the process of getting the flashlight on. I cursed to myself, bending down to grab my device as fast as humanly possible. Whatever was after me must have heard me, for footsteps rapidly came closer. This was it. I was gonna die. But there was so much I hadn't done, so many things I hadn’t said. Before I even registered the voice calling my name, I had chucked my phone in their direction. It flew through the air gracefully before colliding with my pursuer, who let out a sharp hiss. A… hiss? I looked up, barely making out their figure. The adrenaline started to wear off once I heard her voice. ‘’Fuck, ow! That might bruise!’’ She whined, almost stomping her feet like a little baby. I strutted towards the ‘’stranger danger’’. ‘’Cassandra?’’ I could finally make out her face, albeit her voice having been a better clue after having heard it day and night throughout the last couple of months. ‘’Call me Cass.’’ Even injured, she was smug as ever. ‘’I’m so sorry, Cass!’’ I gasped, seeing her covering her eye and huffing. However, I quickly changed my tone. ‘’But what the fuck were you doing, sneaking around in the dark?!’’ I knew the answer to that all too well, but I still couldn’t help but be worried I had seriously hurt her. She bent down, taking my phone and returning it to me before she spoke. ‘’The nightmares. I can’t… I don’t want to go to sleep, but I’m so tired. I thought a walk might help me.’’ She whined, almost like an upset puppy. ‘’I don’t want a full 8 hours of torture right after such a good performance.’’ she huffed. I felt bad for her, I really did. So, I asked the following; ‘’How about I come with you? I’ll be able to wake you if you start having nightmares.’’ She looked positively puzzled. ‘’Bold offer, because you do sleep like a normal human being. Who says you can stay awake longer than I can?’’ She grinned at me, teasing me, challenging me. I responded stoically. ‘’Your screaming will do the trick. Now come on.’’ I extended my hand to her. Oh god, what was I thinking?! Surely she wouldn’t-

But she did.

And now here I am. In Cassandra’s shirt, in her bedroom.

Believe me, I really tried this time to get my own clothes. However, my courage quickly parted from me once Angie stirred and murmured awful song lyrics in her sleep. Fearing I might wake her, I asked Cassandra for a shirt. She handed me one, making promises about not peeping. Looking in the mirror, however, I can confidently say she most definitely did not intend on keeping her promise, staring at my reflection through the window.

I laid down on the bed, waiting for her to come lay next to me. She did, eventually, but something about her demeanor changed. She wasn’t chatty or flirty anymore, her face only resembling flusteredness and.. fear. I can’t say I was any better, anxiously twiddling with my hair. Sharing a bed with THE Cassandra Dimitrescu was a big deal, after all. ‘’..Hey.’’ I whispered, looking at her. She could barely meet my gaze. ‘’It must be hard, letting people in.’’ I muttered, taking one of her hands in my own. She looked down at our hands, and then intertwined our fingers. I’ll forever be grateful for the lights being off, because I was redder than her mother’s lipstick. She murmured something under her breath, before speaking more clearly. ‘’It is. It’s just a struggle, you know?’’ She looked at me expectantly, her gaze piercing through my very soul. I nodded in response, yawning. She understood I was tired. I could swear she scooted closer, but at this point I was too dazed to care. ‘’Goodnight, Cass.’’ I spoke in muted tones. Before I drifted off, I heard her purr. ‘’Goodnight, my star.’’

Around 8 AM, it happened. I awoke to Cassandra stirring, she was definitely a lot closer to me than she was before we went to sleep. I contemplated waking her, but she really needed sleep. Instead, I went with an irrational solution. I gently started rubbing circles on her back in an attempt to soothe her, whispering sweet nothings to her. Seeing as she wrapped an arm around me and slowly came to a halt in her wrestling with the bedsheets, I deemed my mission successful. One of her arms snuck under my waist, pulling me even closer. She was tucked into the crook of my neck, her soft breath on my pulse point. After letting out a small yelp at the sudden contact, I eased into her. Her arms were brass, not as defined as Daniela’s but definitely rugged from all her work in the mechanic’s shop. There was no going back now, her grip was far too strong and comfortable, oh so very comfortable for me to attempt to wrestle out of. I didn’t want to either, continuing to gently draw shapes on her back. As I, once again, drifted off to sleep I heard it. I swear I heard it, albeit not even I could believe my own ears.

She whispered, ever so softly;

‘’You’re so adorable, my star.’’

The little kiss on my neck confirmed I wasn’t dreaming, for when I looked in the mirror the next morning, there it was.

Her lipstick.

So every time I convinced myself I was crazy..

I most definitely wasn’t. This was real.

#re8 village #resident lover #cassandra dimitrescu #fanfic

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