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cillivnz · 3 months

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more than what you bargained for [k. heisenberg]

PAIRING — KARL HEISENBERG x DIMITRESCU!READER

TROPE — DBF! [here, mother’s friend, no really close relation] WORD COUNT — 1163 (short and sweet)

WARNINGS — NSFW. 18+. fem!reader. loss of virginity, hefty age-gap (reader is in early 20s, Karl is in his 50s), daddy kink, innocence/corruption kink, cursing, pet-names (bunny, little girl, etc.), slight degradation, slightly mean!Karl, p! in v! sex, brief orgasm denial, dacryphilia, slight exhibitionism, overstimulation, clit-play, mention of blood, spiting, cum-play, inappropriate usage of stuffed toys!

A/N — requested! i wasn’t going to leave y’all hanging high n’ dry, nonetheless, but thank you, all! (💋 for u) no mention of Alcides [ gender-bent Lady Dimitrescu ], didn’t want to jinx the two verses, so Alcina is Alcina.

i’ve decided to write this as a mini-series, can absolutely be read as stand-alones, the title would be “cockuette”, inspired by the coquette-ish aesthetic of the series, hence the 🎀 on Karl!

NOTES [excuse inaccurate translations from romanian to english]

draga esti acolo : sweetie, are you there? da, mamă? : yes, mother? da, mamă. am doar febra : yes, mother. i just have a fever.

YOUR NIGHT HAD JUST begun.

spinning you around, you were manhandled into a vulgar, shameless position— with you face squished against your pink, cum-slick duvet, and your ass up and spread for the older man.

“such a pretty pussy, baby. you’re really givin’ this ol’ man a treat,” he spread your gushing hole with both his thumbs.

you felt his hot breath fanning over your clenching cunt, whimpering like a wounded animal at how painful the anticipation from the lack of contact made you feel.

“hurts, daddy—” you moaned, your subconscious choosing your words.

“—daddy, huh?” he cocked a brow.

you looked back with widened eyes, face flushed with embarrassment.

you gulped, taking in the scars painting his handsomely aged face.

why was he even more beautiful up close?

“sorry…” you bat your lashes, pussy twitching involuntarily around his thumbs, still stretching you wide for the cold air of your room.

“nah, bunny. ‘s nothing to be sorry for,” he let go of your round ass to pull you closer, cupping your face and kissing you gently.

you felt every crevice of the metal man’s lacerated face, his soft silver locs brushing against the apples of your cheeks, pale grey eyes staring lovingly into yours only after his plump lips parted from your kiss-swollen ones.

he flipped you around, girthy cock falling heavy on your clit almost immediately.

without another word, he pushed the tip inside you, making you gasp.

“K-Karl! holy fuck—” you whined, showing hostility towards the fat penetration.

“sh, daddy’s here.

i got you, pretty bunny.”

only stopping when your hips didn’t allow him to go further, he let you adjust for a brief moment, before starting at a slow pace.

“Karl, it’s too much— too full.” you winced, eyes watery with pain.

“you’ll get used to it, bun. it’s made for you.” he grunted, eyes half-lidded, relishing in the feel of your tight cunt squeezing along his length.

“look at me when i fuck you, miss,” he grabbed your chin firmly, forcing your eyes open. the hand that hadn’t got an ironclad grip on your hip snaked its way onto your clit, rubbing vigorously. “Mama really didn’t teach you manners, huh?” he continued, thrusts gaining brute force and speed.

“that’s okay, darling girl. daddy’s here to teach you lessons. this is one of many.”

he chuckled viciously, eyes glinting with mischievous malice that once again dominated his softer side.

by now you were a moaning mess, crying over the assault of his fat cockhead on your sweet spot, and over the bruises forming on your body from his relentless groping and squeezing, his way of marking you in your most private, sensitive areas.

a reminder that you had wronged Karl earlier, and now you weren’t going to forget.

he turned you around in the blink of an eye, your returned to your initial position with the same sense of degradation; face down, ass up.

now, Karl was not holding back. not when your velvet walls were letting him glide through you.

only the sound of skin-on-skin slapping was sound, until a curt knock was heard.

“draga esti acolo?” your mother’s deep voice echoed.

you were frozen in place, life flashing before your eyes while the man balls-deep inside you only slowed his movements.

you raise your head meekly to look back at Karl, only earning a sly smirk from him.

“da, mamă?” you croaked.

“i’m sorry for leaving you alone with that bastard for so long, i couldn’t have left without dealing with those pests.” she sighed, referring to the people Mother Miranda had ordered her to deal with, but the only thing you cared about right now was Karl’s reaction to the insult.

and knowing him, you knew he was going to take it out on you.

instantaneously, he began pounding into you with brutality, using your g-spot as a punching bag for the mean shaft inside you.

you bit down on the cotton sheets, letting your sharp teeth gnaw into the floral print.

“when did he leave?” your mother’s voice was heard again.

“ah- ab-about an h-hour ago!” you grunted the high-pitched response.

silence met you momentarily.

“are you okay, dragă?” she asked, concerned.

“da, mamă. am doar febra!” you groaned.

your mother cursed under her breath, “it’s my fault for keeping you up so late. i’ll send Pasha in with remedies,” was the last thing she said before her heavy footsteps grew distant.

you moaned a sigh of relief, while the man behind you only chuckled. “bastard, huh?” he mused, still stuck on your mother’s insult.

“bet she’d chew on her words when my seed coats her daughter’s womb.” he scoffed, increasing the force of his thrusts by tenfold.

“daddy!”

your eyes rolled back, his heavy balls slapping your sensitive clit with every thrust, his large palms slapping your fat ass cheeks; could this be—

“—MORE THAN WHAT YOU BARGAINED FOR, bunny?” his hand found your clit, pinching the bud.

he looked over to your side, amused by the sight of your childhood toy, a bunny you named ‘Mina’ staring at the filth unravelling in-front of it.

he grabbed the teddy, still thrusting in and out of you, “choke on this,” he squeezed your cheeks together, opening your mouth just enough to shove the teddy bunny’s arm inside.

your cries were muffled, Karl finally able to focus on chasing his high.

pinching your bundle of nerves, he pulled out completely, feeling you sobbing fully into your sheets at the orgasm denial, cunt convulsing around nothing— the perfect moment for him to shove his cock in whole (in hole, literally) and shoot his load into the pussy whose virginity he just stripped off.

he groaned in your ears, hoisting you up by the hair to kiss you with fervency.

“that’s how a good host treats their guests.” he bit down on your lip, earning sobs from your breathless self.

pulling out, he was eager to spread you open again and see the his cum drool out of you, and lo and behold— your puffy cunt oozed out traces of blood in both of your fluids mixed. Karl stretched you wider and spat right into your hole, causing you to flinch and clench.

he chuckled, pulling Mina the bunny away from your arms, and using its saliva-soaked arm to clean your folds.

you winced at the contact, but the softness felt so good.

“milady, Lady Dimitrescu has sent some soup— OH, GODS!” Pasha the chamberlain dropped the big bowl of remedies to the ground, and charged out the same door she barged in on seeing the princess naked as the day she was born, getting her wet cunt cleaned by the most dangerous of the Lords, holding a teddy bunny in all his glory, with that goddamn smirk plastered on his face.

poor Pasha deserves therapy as compensation for the shit she sees at Castle Dimitrescu.

pt. I. COCKUETTE MASTERLIST. more from ‘resident evil: village’. main masterlist.

#coquette #karl heisenberg #resident evil #resident evil village #lady dimitrescu #dimitrescu family #karl heisenberg x reader smut #karl heisenburg fanart #karl heisenburg x reader #resident evil smut #smut #dbf!#age g4p #yandere!karl heisenberg #bunny girl #bunny #lord dimitrescu #cockette #cockuette

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willalove75 · 11 months

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Alcina's New Maid Pt. 7 Lady Dimitrescu x Reader

Summary: Lady Dimitrescu brings you in as one of her maids, at least, that's what you thought she brought you to the castle for.

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, depression themes

Tags: flirty, fluff, slow burn, smut, angst.

Notes: Part 7!! Yet another angsty chapter! Poor reader is heart broken

Click here for the rest of the series

The sound of the breakfast bell wakes you up in the morning, your head is pounding and your eyes feel swollen. That's what you get for crying yourself to sleep. To your surprise, you're not sad or broken hearted when you wake up. In all honesty, you feel nothing. A feeling of numbness resides in your chest. The breakfast bell rings again and you stay unmoving in your bed. All motivation to get up is nowhere to be found, you pull the duvet back over your head and fall back asleep.

Alcina enters the dining room as the girls appear from their swarms. She immediately notices that your chair is empty, thinking to herself, and secretly hoping, you're just running behind this morning. When the second bell rings and you're nowhere to be found, Alcina redirects her guilt into frustration.

"Where's y/n?" Cassandra asks.

"I don't know, I haven't seen her since dinner last night." Daniela says.

"I walked her down to the kitchen last night," Bela says. Alcina freezes and tries to keep her composure as she listens to her daughter speak. "She seemed weird, like something was bothering her."

"Did she say anything when you got to her room?" Daniela asks.

"No, well, I didn't walk her all the way to her room." Bela says quietly, looking over at her mother, expecting to be reprimanded for letting you go by yourself. Alcina releases a breath she didn't realize she was holding, relieved her daughter didn't witness the maiden leaving her chambers and turns her attention back to her breakfast. "But I walked her to the top of the stairs! I mean her room is only like 50 feet away and no one else was around!" She says preemptively defending herself.

"Mom you're not gonna yell at her for letting y/n go back to her room by herself?!" Cassandra says.

"Really! I got in so much trouble for walking away from her for two seconds and Bela gets away with totally abandoning her?!" Daniella argues.

"She was fine! If anything would have happened I would have heard it!" Bela argues back.

"And it would have been too late if that crazy maid jumped out and stabbed her!" Daniela yells.

Images of Stefana standing above you with the knife in her hand flashes before Alcina's eyes as she tightens her grip on her wine glass.

"Mom I can't believe you're not doing anything about this! It's SO unfair!"

More images flash before Alcina's eyes, this time of Mother Miranda dragging you into the lab and experimenting on you. Having to watch on helplessly as you cry out for her as you suffer. She can picture the sinister smile Mother Miranda would have across her face, watching Alcina slowly break as she watches you die.

The girls continue to argue, quickly wearing down Alcina's already limited patience as they get louder and louder.

"ENOUGH." Alcina roars. "This conversation is finished, I don't want to hear another word about it."

"But mom!" Daniela and Cassandra say in unison.

"I said enough." She hisses.

The girls fall silent and quietly eat their breakfast.

Alcina picks at her plate, her appetite is suddenly lost but she tries to keep up appearances so the girls don't question her any more than they already have.

"Good morning my Lady." Zina says as she walks into the dining room.

"Good morning Zina."

"Has y/n not joined you for breakfast this morning?" She asks, mildly concerned.

"I suppose she hasn't." Alcina says.

"Would you like me to prepare a tray and bring it to her chambers?"

"Oh! I can bring it! I want her to keep reading to me!" Daniela says.

"Absolutely not." Alcina says to her daughter, once again turning her fears and guilt into frustration and anger. "If she doesn't want to join us for meals that's her decision. I will not be giving anyone special privilege's or making more work for my staff to accommodate laziness."

The girls exchange looks, surprised at their mother's response.

"As you wish my Lady. Is there anything else you need?" Zina says.

"That's all."

The remainder of the meal is oddly quiet as the girls exchange looks while Alcina's mind drifts off.

After breakfast the girls congregate in the library.

"What was that?" Cassandra asks.

"Wow mom really wasn't in a good mood this morning." Daniela replies.

"They're both been super weird. I asked y/n about it last night and she just made up some 'it's been an off week' response, but I could hear her heartrate increase so she was definitely lying."

"You think they got into a fight?" Daniela asks.

"I doubt it, I mean they weren't even really together. What's there to fight about?" Cassandra says.

The door to the library opens and they hear Alcina humming to herself, the girls burst into swarms and scatter.

You wake up a few hours later, glancing over at the clock you realize it's almost lunch time. The thought of eating makes you nauseous, the numbness in your chest still lingers, solidifying its place in your body. Every ounce of you wants to stay in bed but your bladder is begging you to move. Reluctantly you get out of bed and walk into the bathroom to pee. You splash some water on your face after you wash your hands and look in the mirror.

"Wow I look like shit." You say to yourself.

Your eyes are still a little puffy and the dark circles under your eyes are more prominent than ever. Flashes of memories from last night appear, the young maidens face, her shaking legs, the look of surprise, then shame on Alcina's face. A pain shoots through your chest that steals your breath for a moment. The pain disappears as quickly as it appeared, the numbing feeling returning to its place. You make your way back into the bedroom, pulling the thick curtains closed before crawling back into bed. The lunch bell rings as you drift back off to sleep.

The maids serve the women of the castle lunch, Alcina catches herself staring at your empty chair, snapping out of it when her meal is placed in front of her. She lights a cigarette and takes a long drag from it, blowing the smoke out of the corner of her mouth. Aside from the clicking of silverware and the faint crackling of Alcina's cigarette, lunch is unusually quiet.

After lunch Alcina makes her way into her study, the last thing she wants to do right now is more work but she has a business to run and she can't fall behind. It takes her twice as long to do her paperwork because she keeps getting distracted. Every time she hears a small noise she pauses to listen closely to see if it's you. Once she rules out that you were the source of the noise she strains her ears to listen for your heartbeat. When she's finally able to find it, she listens to it for a minute. It hasn't changed in the last few hours so she assumes you're asleep. Alcina continues this pattern for the majority of the afternoon, she tries her best to focus and put a dent into the paperwork she has to do but its no use. Abandoning her work for the time being she makes her way back to her chambers.

She sheds her hat and gloves and paces back and fourth, running her fingers through her hair, struggling with the war waging inside of her.

In your bed you wake up again, grateful to realize most of the day has passed. You hear the familiar sound of heels clacking against the floor, the sound of Alcina's bedroom door opening and closing. Hearing her pacing back and fourth in her chambers you find the rhythm oddly soothing and you close your eyes once more.

Alcina immediately notices a change in your heartbeat, she pauses for a moment to listen and continues to pace. Your heartbeat slows once more, it dawns on her that you can probably hear her pacing in her chambers as your breath begins to match her steps. A small smile crosses her face for a moment knowing she was able to bring you some peace. The smile quickly fades and is replaced with a scowl when she realizes the thought that just crossed her mind.

A low growl rumbles in her chest as she grows frustrated with herself. She grabs the bottle of wine off of her vanity and makes her way into the bathroom to draw herself a bath.

"To hell with the glass." She thinks as she drinks straight from the bottle.

After shedding her clothes, jewelry and hair pins, she lowers herself in the tub and closes her eyes, the warm water soothing her. The relaxing sensation only lasts for a few minutes when she hears your heartrate pick up once more. Her ears focused on you, she hears you walk across your room, probably into your bathroom. As hard as she tries she can't seem to stop herself from listening to your heartbeat. Aggravated, she slides down into the tub submerging herself completely under water. Grateful that the water filling her ears was able to mute the sound of your heartbeat, she finds herself momentarily envious of her brother Moreau, living under water must be nice since he probably doesn't hear a damned thing. Although she does shake her head at the ridiculousness of being envious, of Moreau. Out of the four lords Alcina finds him the most pathetic, a simpleton, his only redeeming quality in her eyes is the fact that he's an excellent physician.

Alcina breaks through the surface of the water and runs her hands through her hair, combing it away from her face.

"Mother?"

Alcina turns to see Bela standing at the door of her bathroom.

"Come in."

Bela takes a few steps into the bathroom, Alcina watches her as Bela notices the bottle of wine sitting on the floor next to her. Alcina closes her eyes and rests her head against the tub, acting as if the wine bottle was never there to begin with.

"Do you need something draga?" She asks.

"We wanted to know if you were going to join us for dinner?"

Alcina opens her eyes and looks at her daughter, confused.

"The dinner bell rang a few minutes ago." Bela says.

"My apologies draga, I must have not heard it." Alcina wonders how long she was under water for, it must have been for longer than she thought if she missed the dinner bells. "Yes, I will be joining you."

Bela looks at her mother with concern.

"What is it sweetling?"

"I don't want to pry," Bela says, looking down at her feet. "But, are you okay? You haven't been yourself lately and Dani and Cass and I are worried about you."

"Fetița mea dulce." Alcina says, reaching her hand out towards Bela's. (My sweet girl) Bela steps forward and takes her mothers hand into hers. "I am sorry that I worried you and your sisters." She says, stroking the back of Belas hand. "Rest assured I am fine. The stress from work has taken its toll this week, is all."

Alcina doesn't know why she even bothers trying to lie to the girls, especially Bela, who's basically a walking lie detector test. She sees the look in Bela's eyes when she knows her mother isn't telling the whole truth but Bela decides to not push the issue. Alcina rationalizes her half-truth with the fact that her daughters don't need to know the details of her love life.

"I will be down in a few minutes draga." Alcina says giving Bela's hand a small squeeze before letting go.

Bela heads downstairs and Alcina dunks herself under the water once more before getting out of the tub. After drying off she slides a nightgown over her body and wraps one of her luxurious floor-length robes around her, tying it tightly around her waist. She fixes her makeup, even though most of it washed off in the tub, she refuses to go downstairs bare faced, it's bad enough she's showing up to dinner in her robe. It's something she very rarely does and usually only happens after a particularly bad or stressful day. Alcina pins her damp curls and wraps a silk scarf around her head, giving herself a once over in the mirror before deeming her appearance just barely acceptable for dinner and goes downstairs.

"Good evening girls, I apologize for my tardiness." Alcina says as she takes her seat at the head of the table.

"Its okay mother." Bela says.

"We waited for you!" Daniela says.

"Well, some of us did." Cassandra says, eyeing the large bite missing from Daniela's dinner.

"Shut it Cass!" Daniela yells at her. "I bit into if before we decided to wait!"

"It doesn't matter!" Cass yells back.

"That is enough." Alcina says sternly as the girls fall silent. "I appreciate you waiting for me. Please, eat. I'm sure you girls are hungry."

As the girls go to dig into their meals Daniela interrupts.

"Wait, should we wait for y/n? She hasn't eaten all day, she must be hungry."

"What makes you think she's showing up now? She hasn't left her room all day, idiot." Cassandra snaps.

"I don't think she's coming Dani." Bela says, sympathetically.

Daniela looks over to Alcina.

"Eat." Alcina says to her.

Just like the two other meals of the day, dinner was unusually quiet for the Dimitrescu family.

The night carries on as you continue to lie in bed, you hear a faint buzzing noise in the distance and realize it's getting louder until it sounds like it's in your room.

Daniela emerges from the swarm standing next to your bed, for a moment you're grateful that you're facing the other direction.

"Y/n, can you keep reading me the book we started last night?" She asks softly.

"Not tonight kiddo."

You feel guilty, but all you want is to be alone.

"Aw, but-"

"Dani," you say as your voice lightly shakes. "Please." The last word leaving your lips as a whisper, trying your best to keep your voice steady and tears at bay.

All you wanted all day was for the nighttime to arrive, but now that it's here the numbness in your chest fades back to the familiar feeling of heartbreak and sadness.

Daniela disappears into a swarm of flies and leaves your room. You hold tightly onto your pillow as tears soak into the pillowcase.

After dinner Alcina locks herself in her chambers for the night and writes in her diary.

How could she miss every meal today? How incredibly selfish.

She writes, trying her hardest to cling to anger and frustration, desperately trying to keep it from forming into guilt and sadness.

Is this how she repays me? After I brought her into my home, I clothed her, fed her, put a roof over her head, after I gave her work, gave her a purpose that wasn't raising those children. After I rescued her from that awful house and that pathetic manthing she called her uncle, after I protected her, from both that wretched maid and Mother Miranda. After I cared for her, nursed her back to health, after I lov-

Alcina's breath hitches when she realizes what she's writing.

After I loved her, after I-

Tears begin to roll down her cheeks and onto the page.

After I broke her heart, after I hurt her so deeply.

"Oh goddamnit Alcina." She says quietly as she becomes frustrated with herself, her tears falling faster.

What have I done? Could I ever forgive someone if they did to me what I've done to her? I don't think I could. How could I know that I could ever trust them again?

I wish so deeply that Mother Miranda never set eyes on her. Never suggested to use her in her experiments. Even if it was just to give me enough time to figure out how to keep her safe from Mother. If I just spoke to her, told her how both I love and fear Mother Miranda, how I could never repay her for giving me my girls, how I yearn for her approval, how deeply I want her to be proud of me yet how I hate her for turning me into what I am.

If I only told her my true feelings for her. Told her how I feared for her, how I only wanted to keep her safe. I fear it's too late and the damage is too great for her to ever speak to me again. Never have I regretted something to deeply in my life.

Closing her diary, Alcina covers her face with her hands.

The following morning you wake up to the smell of breakfast. Confused, you roll over and see a tray on the nightstand beside your bed, assuming you slept through the breakfast bells. You know you have to eat, but truthfully the thought of food makes you want to puke a little. Reluctantly, you grab a piece of toast and take a few bites and toss it back onto the plate. The numbness in your chest is back and you're almost grateful for it, since the alternative seems to be crippling heartbreak and sadness. After crying yourself to sleep for the second night in a row, you've grown tired of the feeling.

Walking into the bathroom you stare at the shower. You feel a little grimey from laying in bed all day yesterday and you know you should jump in but the amount of effort it's taking just to convince yourself to get in is exhausting. Fighting the numbness and urge to climb back into bed, you shut the bathroom lights off to bring you some comfort and get into the shower. The hot water sooths you as it runs over your body. A fleeting moment of relaxation is stolen when the numbness breaks, flooding you with heartbreak once more. Grateful the running water seems to drown out your sobs, you slide down the shower wall and sit on the floor as the water pours over you, letting out the sadness you've been keeping in. After some time you feel like you've run out of tears to cry. You take a deep breath and stand up and make your way out of the shower. Once you're dried off you put on a clean pair of pajamas and once again climb back into bed.

The next few days go the same way, you wake up with the breakfast tray next to you, you eat a few bites of the most simple item on the tray and roll back over. You're either asleep, or pretend to be, when the maids come in and switch out each barely touched tray of food with the next meal. Like the meals prior, you take a few small bites and give up. The numbness in your chest only grows, making its way down to your stomach where it steals most of the little appetite you have left. You feel it spread through your limbs, making it almost impossible to pull yourself out of bed for the most simple tasks. Each night the numbness falls away allowing the desperation and heartbreak to eat away at you. You're grateful you're not crying yourself to sleep anymore, but you've cried so much the last few days you're probably too dehydrated to produce any more tears.

Your absence doesn't go unnoticed by the girls or Alcina when you continue to not show up for each meal. After the first day Alcina made sure each meal was brought up to you to at least try and get you to eat. Every time a tray was taken away she noted how little you've eaten and her concern for you only grew.

The girls keep coming into your room and trying to talk to you, it breaks your heart to act so cold towards them but there isn't a ounce of you that wants to talk to anyone. After another visit you pull yourself out of bed and lock the door hoping it will keep them out and you crawl back into bed.

Some time goes by and you hear the door handle jiggle, you hold your breath for a moment and release it when it stops and you hear footsteps retreating. Glancing over at the clock you realize it's just passed dinner time and it was probably a maid bringing you your meal.

Alcina makes her way towards her study after dinner, she's barely gotten any work done the last week, too distracted and distraught. She was hoping to talk to you when you came out of your room but she's concerned you may never leave. Deep in thought she passes Zina with your dinner tray, heading back towards the kitchen.

"Zina why was that not brought to y/n's chambers?"

"Good evening my Lady. Her door was locked, I was just on my way to retrieve my spare key."

"Why do you not carry it on you?"

"Will all due respect my Lady, if I carried every spare key you've given me on my person it would take me twice as long to complete my tasks I'd be so weighed down." She says with a smile.

Alcina lightly chuckles.

"I suppose that's fair. I'll take the tray to her, I have a set of spare keys in my chambers. No need for you to make your way all the way down to the kitchen and back up."

"It's no trouble my Lady-"

"I insist."

"Of course."

Zina hands the tray to Alcina, what Zina needed two hands to hold Alcina can easily carry it with one of hers.

"Have a good evening my Lady." Zina says with a small bow.

"Good night Zina."

Alcina goes to her chambers and gets her set of spare keys and makes her way to your door. She takes a deep breath before placing the key into the keyhole and unlocking the door. After another breath she opens the door and steps through the threshold.

As you lay in bed you can hear someone fiddling with the doorknob and you her a small "click" as the door unlocks. A moment later the door opens and you're enveloped by the scent of Alcina's perfume. You never thought a scent could invoke such strong emotions but as soon as you smell her perfume your heart feels like its breaking all over again. You miss the scent, you miss how the scent was at its strongest when your head was curled into her neck, how safe you felt in her arms, the way her fingers ran through your hair, how her soft, cool lips gave you so much warmth when you felt them on your skin. Truthfully, you miss her, but your heart is still too broken, too hurt to do anything about it. You hoped that she just happened to be passing by when the maid opened the door but you hear her heels on the floor, slowly stepping towards you and you see her shadow cast across the bed. If your back wasn't turned you don't think you would be able to stop yourself from staring at her.

Alcina walks into your room and can immediately hear your heartbeat increase, it brings her some comfort to know you knew it was her entering your room right away. She takes a few steps forward and stands there for a moment, hoping you'll turn towards her.

The tears begin to build in your eyes and you try your hardest to hold onto them until she leaves. Part of you so desperately wants her to scoop you up into her arms and hold you and the other part of you wishes she'll walk away and leave you alone forever.

Alcina hears your heartbeat increase. She picks up the lunch tray and realizes you didn't even touch it. Replacing it with the dinner tray she looks over at you again. She reaches out to touch you and goes to speak but stops herself, slowly dropping her hand. Releasing a shaky exhale she turns to leave.

You hear Alcina pick up the lunch tray and replace it with the dinner tray. She sounds like she's about to speak as you hear her shift but she stops herself. The lump in your throat grows so large it's nearly choking you when you hear her release the shaking breath she was holding back. The sound of her footsteps get further away as she heads back towards the door; you hear her open the door and the sound of a slight shift, knowing she turned around to look at you once more. Holding onto your sobs for dear life one manages to escape a second before the door clicks shut. Once you hear the click the floodgates open and you cry, you cry harder than you have the last couple of days. Angry, hurt, heartbroken, you want to hate her. There might be a part of you that does, but you also miss her. Part of you wants to hear her side, let her explain why she did what she did, another part of you doesn't want to hear it.

Right before she ducks out of the room Alcina turns to look at you again, she can hear your heart pounding. She ducks out of the door and right before it clicks shut she hears a sob escape from you, the sound crushes her. After she closes the door she hears you begin to cry again, harder than you have in a few days. With a pain in her chest Alcina leans against the wall and slowly slides down until she's sitting on the floor, placing the tray next to her. She brings her knees to her chest and tears fill her eyes. As she wipes away a tear that fell she hears a noise and looks down the hall, a maid had just come out of one of the rooms. Realizing the noise was a small gasp, the maid was not expecting to see Alcina, no less sitting on the floor in this state. Freezing for a moment, the maid doesn't know what to do.

"Go on." Alcina says, nodding in the direction the maid was heading.

The maid quickly makes her way past Alcina.

"Take this to the kitchen please." Alcina says, picking up the tray and handing it to the maid.

"Of course my Lady." The maid quietly says.

Alcina turns so her hat is covering most of her face but she's able to catch a glimpse of the maids face. Along with the slight look of fear, the maid gives Alcina an empathetic look as she takes the tray and walks away.

Once the maid is out of view Alcina leans her head back against the wall and looks up, trying to blink away her tears.

"How do I fix this?" She says quietly to herself.

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smartycvnt · 6 months

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Through the Night

Title: Through the Night

Pairing: Alcina Dimitrescu x Reader

Word Count: 881

Giving Y/n the Cadou was all that Miranda could think to do to avoid Alcina's rampage. The woman was beside herself with rage whenever she saw the state of Y/n. The trip out to the village was supposed to be a simple one, but Y/n had been dumped on Alcina's doorstep bloody and broken.

There had been too many cuts and gashes on Y/n's body to determine what they had come from. Alcina swore that some of them looked like bite marks from Heisenberg's dogs, but Miranda had been quick to stop that line of thinking. Miranda couldn't have her lords warring against each other, not with the parts of her plan all starting to come together. If they weren't working as a cohesive unit when she set things into motion, she might as well just poison all of them.

"Good god, what did they do to you?" Miranda asked herself as she stared at Y/n's body. Y/n was still alive, so Miranda counted the operation as a success. Whether or not Y/n's body took to the implant or not would only be revealed with time. Miranda gave Y/n one last look, certain that she wouldn't make it through the night, and then went outside to tell Alcina that she was finished.

"Is Y/n alive? Is she awake?" Alcina's questions came in a panicked flurry. Miranda held her hand up to silence the woman before she could ask anything else.

"Y/n is still alive, but it looks a little touchy. I can't control whether the implant takes or not, but you did the right thing by calling me here. Just keep an eye on her," Miranda said as her parting words. Alcina nodded grimly to herself as she watched Miranda leave the hallway. She didn't want to waste a second more out there, so Alcina rushed into Y/n's room.

It was difficult, seeing the woman look so small and broken. Alcina felt awful about the entire ordeal. She shouldn't have sent Y/n out into the village when Miranda had warned of unrest. Heisenberg had to be at the helm of it all. He hadn't been controlling his pests and they had run rampant through the village, ravaging everything that they could get their dirty little paws on.

"If they take you from me, my fury will know no bounds," Alcina promised as she took Y/n's hand in hers. Alcina had never noticed how much smaller Y/n really was compared to her. The woman had always been bigger than the staff, nearly equating to around the same size as her daughters. Now, Y/n felt like she was the size of a literal baby. Alcina had to be extra careful to avoid accidentally breaking Y/n even more than she had already been broken.

The hours ticked by as Alcina waited at Y/n's bedside for something to change. Y/n didn't so much as stir once, not even as Alcina got into bed with her. Alcina gently wrapped herself around Y/n to hold her. That didn't little to help Alcina's nerves about the situation. Now, she could feel Y/n's body try to fight through the fever and chills, as if she was being thrown between life and death.

"Mother?" Bela called out cautiously. Alcina glanced towards the door that was slowly being pushed open. Bela stood in front of her sisters, as if they were afraid to come in and see Y/n. Alcina hadn't forbidden it, but she had been abundantly clear that she didn't want Y/n to be disturbed or bothered. "I-is she okay?"

"I do not know yet," Alcina answered honestly. Behind Bela, Alcina heard muttering from Cassandra and Daniela. Bela nudged them out of the room quickly, and Alcina heard quiet sobs from one of her girls as the door shut. "I hope for all of our sakes, you find your way back to us."

Alcina stayed in bed with you all night, keeping a watchful eye on Y/n for as long as she could. Eventually, the warmth of Y/n's body in her arms lulled her to a fitful rest. She never drifted off into a deep sleep, and at the first sign of Y/n moving in her arms, Alcina was jolted awake.

"Huh?" Alcina looked all around the room before her eyes settled on Y/n. The two of them locked eyes, which was when Alcina finally realized that Y/n was awake. "You're awake. You're alive!"

"What happened to me? Something doesn't feel right," Y/n said as she started to sit up. She was swaying around a little, but had regained enough strength to sit up. "Alcina, what happened?"

"That's not important right now. All that matters is you're alive. Wait here, I've got to go tell that girls!" Alcina laid Y/n down to rest on her bed. Y/n watched as Alcina ran out of the room, yelling for each of the girls as she made her way down the hall. Y/n didn't like Alcina's obvious attempt at dodging the answer to her question, which meant that whatever happened to her was worse than what Alcina would eventually let on.

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rosalynesimp · 1 year

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No excuses.

Lady Dimitrescu x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI

Tags: blood, flirty

Notes: I apologies for my English. Let me know, what you think :) TY!

“I need to get rid os this selfish wretch! How dare she?!”

Alcina growls, scratching the wall under her hand. She rolls her eyes, sneaking away to her room, grabbing the nearest vase and throwing it against the floor. It was one of her favorite vases but now it’s broken into a dozen fragments.

She definitely had a thing for pretty vases that she loves to collect in her castle. Her emotions overflowed and she didn’t give a damn about the vase.

One of the maids, Marianna, totally drives her insane. Marianna has been laying her dirty hands on Y/N for few weeks now. Every time Alcina wanted to steal Y/N to her chamber, Marianna appeared out of nowhere and took all of Y/N’s attention.

Alcina stops, taking a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. She sits at her vanity, takes her long cigarette holder, puffing on it nervously. The anxiety crashed on her completely unexpectedly. Dimitrescu looks out of the window, placing her arm on her own arm, tapping it with her middle finger. The slowly falling snow outside calms Alcina down and she feels tears forming in the corner of her eyes.

A giant swarm of flies appears right behind her back. Her daughters smile slightly before they notice Mother’s frustrating face.

“What are you doing here?

Alcina watches them through the mirror standing quietly behind her.

“We heard you wanted to get rid of Marianna, Mother…”

Cassandra says, smirking as she puts her hands behind her back.

“So what?” Alcina asks, frowning.

Her blood boils inside.

“We can help you, Mother.”

Bela adds as she smiles, tilting her chin up.

Dimitrescu also tilts her chin up, raising one eyebrow as she takes her long cigarette holder and looks over at her daughters, a devilish smirk slowly comes upon her lips.

“Hm…” She hums.

“Say yes, Mother. Please?” Daniela smiles at her.

“Her blood tastes soooo good…” Cassandra laughs.

Alcina nods, gets up, placing her hand on her waist. She hates this maid… particular one maid that flirts with her favorite maid.

“The blondie haired slut is your next target. Understood my words?”

Alcina spits out those words as her facial expression turns into disgust. Daughters nod and lick their lips, laughing. They haven’t haunted for so long due to coldness outside but Mother finally let them have fun with one of the maids.

“Yes, Mother.”

Cassandra and Daniela turn into swarms and immediately fly away.

“Bela.” Alcina says, before her Daughter vanishes.

“Yes, Mother?”

“Be careful with Y/N. She’s… the best maid.”

Bela nods with a smile before disappearing after her sisters and Dimitrescu sits at her vanity once again, rubbing her eyes. She feels so annoyed and tired of feeling jealousy every day. It was just the right time for creating another special bottle wine.

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You wake up as usual and quickly go to cook a breakfast for Lady Dimitrescu. Usually the head maid does Lady’s breakfast. She is the greatest cook of all of maids.

You take a look around and smile to everyone when other maids start their job. Except one. Where is Marianna? You frown and walk over to the head maid. Marianna is never late for her job. Every maid is well informed what will happen if they disobey.

“Where is Marianna?” You ask nervously.

“I don’t know, Y/N. Why?”

The head maid replies as she looks at you and shrugs.

“Oh, it’s nothing. Thank you.” You nod.

“Y/N!” The head maid says, her voice is trembling.

“Yes?”

“Lady Dimitrescu is waiting for you in her Chamber in an hour with her breakfast. Don’t screw it up.”

You nod again, feeling your heart skips a bit as you walk back to do your job. You’ve been invited to Dimitrescu’s chamber few times to… please the Lady. After that you always went to your room. Even though Lady Dimitrescu seems to like you, you are not sure about her next moves.

After some time the head maid brings you a tray with few plates, covered with cloches. You nod, gently carrying it to Dimitrescu’s Chamber. You knock few times, slowly opening the heavy door into her room. It opens smoothly and you walk inside the quiet big room that is dimply lit.

“My apologies, Lady Dimitrescu. Here’s your breakfast as you asked.”

You smile at her, your arms tremble a little as you place the tray on the table. Mostly because of the tray’s waist.

Alcina turns her body to you as she finished applying her red lipstick. She smacks her lips together, smirking. The Lady gets up, slowly walking toward you, never taking her gaze away from you. You stare at her, completely amused by her beauty. Lady Dimitrescu always caught your attention by the way she looks. She definitely is the prettiest woman that you put your eyes on.

She notices your sparkling eyes, kneeling in front of you as she places her bare palm on your cheek. She gently caresses it with her thumb, running her finger against your moist lips.

“Thank you, dear. Mind joining me?”

Alcina asks in a cloyingly sweet tone as she smirks, looking into your eyes. You shake your head in disagreement but your stomach treacherously growls. You swallow hard and look away. Lady Dimitrescu let’s put a laugh, placing her cold hand on your shoulder.

“Oh, Y/N, you’re hungry. Come on, I’ll share.”

“N-no, thank-“

“Y/N, are you disobeying me?”

Lady Dimitrescu’s voice turns to cold in a second as she gets on her feet again, stepping forward to you. You are half of her height but still manages to look into her golden eyes. You sigh and nod.

The Lady smirks as she turns around and walks toward the table, placing a second chair besides hers before inviting you to join her. You smile at The Lady, taking a seat right next to her.

“Enjoy, dear.”

Alcina takes off cloches, putting them aside and takes a deep breath of fresh well cooked steaks. She smiles, looking down at you. You doubt for a second before your stomach growls again, echoing in the room. You look up at Alcina, taking a fork and a knife, digging it into the steak.

You both eat quietly. Alcina finishes her steak faster and leans against the chair, wiping her lips with the cloth napkin. She smirks, watching you eat your steak and gently strokes your hair.

“How is it, Y/N?”

She asks quietly.

“Not the thing I’m used to… but quiet alright.”

You nod, giving Lady Dimitrescu a quick nod and pushing the plate away as you get full.

Alcina smirks, elegantly takes her crimson glass, pouring some wine into it. She swirls the wine in the glass. A tense silence hung in the room before you break it.

“Thank you for sharing your breakfast with me, Lady Dimitrescu.”

You say, rubbing your stomach.

“Please, call me a Mistress, dear.”

Alcina smirks and you nod in agreement.

Lady Dimitrescu pats her lap and you shyly climb on it, your back faces her. You can smell her body scent mixed with cigarettes and perfume. She… smells nice. You like her scent. Alcina gently caresses your cheek with her fingers, sliding her hand down to your neck, brushing your hair off your shoulder. She leans down, slightly nibbling at your skin and you shiver. She already drank your blood few times.

“You’re lucky we just had breakfast… Otherwise I’d drink some of your sweet blood.” She smirks.

“You… can do it.” You reply.

“Not this time, dear. I’ll leave your blood for a dessert.”

Her words sent shivers down your spine and you nod, looking into her eyes. She can feel your fear running in your veins and it makes her grin even more, showing off her white fangs.

“May I?” She asks.

Alcina smiles softly at you, takes a hair brush, runs it through your hair. It makes you relax and you close your eyes, letting out a soft sigh. Alcina starts to tie up your hair in two braids. You let her do it and sit quietly on her lap, feeling her cold fingers touch your neck. Surely, Lady Dimitrescu did it on propose. She knew how your body reacts.

“Here you are, Y/N.”

She wraps her arm from behind you, placing her index finger on your chin, lifting your head so you can look at yourself in the mirror. You tilts your head from side to side and then smile at her through the mirror, slightly leaning against Lady’s arm.

“Thank you, Mistress. May I go now?” You ask and she nods.

“You may, dear. Thank you for sharing this morning with me. I hope you liked it as much as I did.”

You smile at her, placing all empty plates on the tray, heading off toward the door. Alcina gets up, walking toward you to help you with the door, opening it.

“Oh and… Y/N.” Alcina says.

“Yes, Mistress?”

You stop behind the door, turning around to face Alcina. She gives you a devilish smile.

“She… was quiet tasty, wasn’t she?”

Lady Dimitrescu laughs loudly in a low tone, shutting the door right in front of you, leaving you with your worst nightmare right there.

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horeformilfs · 3 months

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Blood Bag

Alcina Dimitrescu X Fem! Reader

TW: Blood, Blood Loss, Near Death, Mentions of ED Behaviors

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The village lay nestled at the foot of Castle Dimitrescu, its residents living in the ominous shadow of the grand estate. Rumors whispered through the cobblestone streets, tales of a mysterious mistress and her three enigmatic daughters. The air was thick with anticipation as the villagers went about their daily lives, oblivious to the impending visitation.

The three daughters, tall and imposing, set out from the castle in search of a new personal maiden. The decrepit village square became their stage as they paraded through, their eyes scanning the young women who had been herded to the center.

Y/N, unlike the others, kept her gaze fixed on the ground, an air of quiet defiance about her. The daughters, drawn to the peculiar energy, approached her. As they circled, their sharp eyes honed in on Y/N, and a quiet murmur passed between them.

"This one, sisters. Her blood, it smells... exquisite," said one of the daughters with a wicked grin.

In agreement, they motioned for their imposing mother, Alcina Dimitrescu, to join them. The Mistress of Castle Dimitrescu approached, her regal presence commanding attention. She towered over Y/N, a formidable figure casting a long shadow.

"What is your name, girl?" Alcina inquired, her voice low and demanding.

Y/N, still keeping her gaze lowered, responded in a soft tone, "Y/N."

Alcina's irritation flared, and she tilted Y/N's chin upward with a slender finger. "Look at me when I speak to you," she commanded.

Y/N's eyes met Alcina's, and a moment of silent understanding passed between them. The air crackled with an unspoken connection, a subtle acknowledgment that this encounter would change the course of Y/N's fate forever.

"I am Alcina Dimitrescu," she declared, her voice echoing through the square. "From now on, you will address me as Lady Dimitrescu or Mistress. Is that clear?" Alcina's piercing gaze bore into Y/N.

Y/N nodded slightly, her voice steady as she replied, "Yes, Lady Dimitrescu.

The journey back to Castle Dimitrescu was marked by an ominous silence. Y/N trailed behind Alcina and her three daughters, the weight of their collective stares settling heavily upon her. As they entered the imposing castle gates, the air grew colder, the grandeur of the estate casting shadows that seemed to swallow any warmth.

Inside the castle, Alcina and her daughters led Y/N to a dimly lit chamber. The atmosphere was heavy with tension as the four formidable figures faced the newly appointed maiden. Alcina's piercing gaze bore into Y/N as she began to outline her duties.

"Your role here, Y/N, is crucial," Alcina stated, her voice commanding. "You will attend to our needs, especially when it comes to our hunger for blood. You are here to serve us."

Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela, standing alongside their mother, exchanged knowing glances. The air seemed to crackle with an unspoken understanding among the three daughters.

Bela, with her icy demeanor, spoke coldly, "You're not here for friendship, understand that."

Cassandra, her eyes sharp and calculating, added, "Your existence revolves around fulfilling our needs."

Daniela, a mischievous glint in her eyes, smirked, "Don't think you're anything more than a tool for our satisfaction."

Alcina, her gaze unwavering, addressed Y/N directly, "You exist to serve the Dimitrescu family. Failure to do so will have consequences."

The room felt stifling as Y/N absorbed the gravity of her position. The mistresses of Castle Dimitrescu made it clear that warmth and compassion were luxuries not extended to their new maiden. The air was thick with tension, the castle walls echoing with the unspoken challenges that lay ahead for Y/N.

A few days passed in the imposing silence of Castle Dimitrescu, and Y/N found herself confined to her room or the library. The absence of the daughters and Lady Dimitrescu was both a relief and an unnerving mystery. The other maids brought her meals, but Y/N, struggling with an undisclosed issue with food, declined their offerings.

One day, a maid entered the library, announcing that Lady Dimitrescu and her daughters requested Y/N's presence. Obligingly, Y/N followed the maid to Lady Dimitrescu's chambers, where an unsettling atmosphere hung in the air.

Lady Dimitrescu, flanked by Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela, addressed Y/N with a commanding presence. "You are here to serve, maiden. Our hunger cannot be ignored, and you shall be the vessel to satiate it," Lady Dimitrescu declared.

Y/N nodded in understanding, taking a seat as the daughters positioned themselves around her. Bela approached first, her sickle slicing into Y/N's neck with a controlled elegance. Cassandra followed suit, and then came Daniela, whose enthusiasm seemed to border on recklessness.

Lady Dimitrescu observed, a stern expression on her face. When Daniela lingered longer than necessary, Lady Dimitrescu's patience wore thin. "Enough, Daniela," she commanded, her voice cutting through the room.

Daniela hesitated, and Alcina repeated, firmer this time, "That's enough."

It wasn't until Cassandra intervened, pulling Daniela away, that she ceased feeding. Y/N, pale and slightly dizzy, reassured them, "I'm fine."

As the room returned to its eerie silence, Y/N couldn't help but wonder about the complex dynamics at play within the walls of Castle Dimitrescu.

A few months passed, and Y/N adapted to the daughters' feedings, but Alcina had yet to partake. Y/N couldn't fathom the reason behind Lady Dimitrescu's restraint. As she continued to decline meals and concealed the changes in her body, she clung to the illusion of control over her situation.

One evening, late into the night, Bela entered Y/N's room, her imposing figure outlined by the dim candlelight. "Mother wishes to see you," Bela announced.

Y/N nodded silently, following Bela through the silent corridors of the castle. They arrived at Lady Dimitrescu's room, and Y/N entered as Bela informed her mother of her presence. The room exuded an air of authority, and Lady Dimitrescu's gaze fell upon Y/N as Bela exited, leaving the two alone.

"Why did you summon me, Lady Dimitrescu?" Y/N asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and uncertainty.

A sly smile played on Alcina's lips as she leaned back in her chair. "I find myself in need of sustenance, my dear," she replied, her voice low and alluring. "And who better to provide it than you?"

Y/N hesitated for a moment but ultimately agreed. Alcina gestured for her to come closer, and without another word, Alcina wrapped her arms around Y/N, effortlessly lifting her to sit on her lap. The unexpected motion elicited a gasp from Y/N, and Lady Dimitrescu couldn't help but notice the slight shiver that ran through her.

Noting the change, Alcina made a mental note to inquire with the maids in the kitchen later. She moved Y/N's hair to the side, her breath teasingly grazing Y/N's neck. Y/N, almost instinctively, leaned slightly into Alcina's touch. Alcina, catching the subtle reaction, couldn't help but smirk, though the gesture remained unseen by Y/N.

Lady Dimitrescu, with practiced grace, gently bit into Y/N's neck, initiating the feeding. Y/N winced, a small whimper escaping her lips as she held her breath. Alcina, momentarily pausing, huskily instructed, "Breathe, my dear."

The room swirled around Y/N as she clung desperately to Lady Dimitrescu's arm, the strength of the mistress overpowering any feeble attempt to break free. She felt herself growing weaker with every passing second, her pleas for Alcina to stop falling on deaf ears. In a final act of defiance, Y/N grabbed onto Alcina's arm wrapped around her waist, hoping to break the hold, but the mistress remained unyielding.

Alcina continued to drink, pushing Y/N to the brink of unconsciousness. The world around Y/N blurred, and she felt herself slipping away. In a barely audible whisper, she managed to murmur, "Please, stop..."

Finally sensing Y/N's surrender, Alcina ceased, gently placing the nearly limp maiden on her bed. She observed the slightly dazed look in Y/N's eyes, concern flickering across her normally composed expression. Alcina leaned in, asking, "Can you hear me, my dear?"

The words sounded muffled to Y/N, as if she were underwater, but she managed a slight nod. Alcina, with a promise to return, left the room briefly, reappearing with a damp towel and healing salve from her bathroom.

With gentle precision, Alcina cleaned Y/N's neck, causing a wince to cross the maiden's face. The healing salve was applied with care, and Alcina observed Y/N's reaction closely. As she worked, she spoke softly, "You are stronger than you realize, my dear. Tonight's ordeal is a testament to your resilience."

It was late, and the castle slept in undisturbed silence. Alcina, carrying the weakened Y/N in her arms, navigated through the corridors to return the maiden to her room. She tucked Y/N into bed, a rare tenderness in her actions, before quietly leaving the room.

As the door closed, the echoes of the night lingered, leaving behind an enigmatic connection between the mistress of Castle Dimitrescu and the maiden who had willingly surrendered to the shadows within the grand estate.

The next morning, a sense of quiet hung over Castle Dimitrescu as Alcina, with an air of composed authority, made her way to the castle's bustling kitchen. The aroma of breakfast filled the air as maids hurried about their duties.

Alcina approached the head kitchen maid, her presence commanding attention. "I have a question regarding Y/N," she began, her voice measured.

The head kitchen maid, a seasoned servant, met Lady Dimitrescu's gaze with a respectful nod. "Yes, Lady Dimitrescu?"

Alcina inquired, "Have you noticed anything peculiar about Y/N's behavior or her meals?"

The head kitchen maid hesitated for a moment before responding, "We deliver food to her as instructed, but it's always returned untouched. She refuses every meal we send to her."

A flicker of concern crossed Alcina's usually stoic expression. "Refuses to eat? Why?"

The head kitchen maid shrugged slightly, "We're not certain, Lady Dimitrescu. She simply sends the meals back, untouched."

Lady Dimitrescu's piercing gaze lingered, contemplating the mystery that seemed to shroud Y/N's actions. With a nod of acknowledgment, she left the kitchen, her thoughts veiled in an enigmatic aura as she considered the implications of Y/N's continued refusal to partake in the sustenance provided by the castle's kitchen.

Lady Dimitrescu returned to her chambers, contemplating the mystery surrounding Y/N's refusal to eat. She decided to consult her daughters, seeking any insight into the enigma that was the new maiden.

Gathering Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela in her chambers, Alcina posed the question, "Have any of you noticed anything unusual about Y/N's behavior?"

Bela and Daniela exchanged glances before shaking their heads in unison, indicating that they had not observed anything noteworthy. Cassandra, however, wore a contemplative expression.

"Why does it matter, Mother? She's just here to serve our needs," Cassandra remarked, her indifference evident.

Lady Dimitrescu regarded her daughters, a subtle frustration evident in her voice. "It matters because her well-being is our responsibility. If she's refusing to eat, it could pose a problem."

Bela, with a dismissive wave of her hand, added, "She's a blood bag, Mother. As long as she fulfills that role, why should we concern ourselves with the rest?"

Daniela chimed in, "Maybe she's just trying to resist, make things interesting for us."

Cassandra, seemingly uninterested, lounged in her chair, saying, "Let her starve, then. It's of no consequence to us."

Lady Dimitrescu sighed, recognizing the callous indifference of her daughters. While their primary concern was satisfying their vampiric needs, the mistress couldn't shake the lingering sense that Y/N's actions held a deeper, more mysterious significance within the walls of Castle Dimitrescu.

Lady Dimitrescu's keen ears caught the sound of Y/N's screams echoing through the halls of Castle Dimitrescu, piercing through the eerie silence like a mournful lament. With a sense of foreboding, she followed the anguished cries to Y/N's chamber, her imposing figure filling the doorway as she took in the scene before her.

Y/N lay upon the bed, blood staining the sheets, her form nearly limp with exhaustion. Daniela, still feeding voraciously, seemed oblivious to her mother's presence, lost in the primal ecstasy of her feeding frenzy.

"What do you think you're doing?" Alcina's voice cut through the air like a whip, her tone laced with disapproval.

The daughters, caught off guard by their mother's sudden appearance, exchanged uneasy glances. "We're just feeding, Mother," Cassandra replied, her voice tinged with defiance.

Alcina's gaze hardened as she stepped further into the room, her eyes flickering with concern as they landed upon Y/N's pale form. "You could kill her," she admonished, her voice stern.

Bela shrugged indifferently. "It doesn't matter. She's just a maid," she retorted.

Y/N, summoning the last remnants of her strength, pushed Daniela away, her action surprising both her assailants and her mother. Daniela, enraged by the resistance, lunged forward, seizing Y/N by the neck and hurling her from the bed to the unforgiving floor below.

Y/N cried out in pain, her body wracked with agony as she struggled to regain her bearings. Before Daniela could inflict further harm, Alcina intervened, her commanding presence halting the violence before it could escalate further.

"Leave," Alcina ordered, her voice firm and unwavering. "I will handle this."

Reluctantly, the sisters obeyed, casting one last disdainful glance at Y/N before exiting the room, leaving Alcina alone with the wounded maiden.

Kneeling beside Y/N, Alcina's heart clenched at the sight of the maiden's battered form. "Are you alright, draga mea?" she asked softly, her voice laced with concern.

Y/N managed a weak smile, her breaths coming in shallow gasps. "I don't want you to ruin your dress," she murmured weakly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Alcina's expression softened, a rare tenderness in her eyes as she brushed a strand of hair from Y/N's face. "Sweetheart, your well-being is far more important than any dress," she reassured her, her voice gentle and soothing.

Noticing the rapid rise and fall of Y/N's chest, Alcina's concern deepened. "How are you feeling, darling?" she inquired, her voice tinged with urgency.

Y/N's eyelids drooped with exhaustion, her voice barely audible. "Tired... cold..." she murmured weakly.

Alcina's heart clenched with worry as she urged Y/N to stay awake. "Try to stay with me, sweetheart," she pleaded softly, her hand gently caressing Y/N's cheek.

In that moment, amidst the chaos and pain, Alcina found herself bound to Y/N in a way she couldn't quite comprehend. As she gazed into the maiden's eyes, she felt a stirring within her, a connection that transcended the boundaries of their roles within the confines of Castle Dimitrescu.

The night lingered in a quiet embrace as Alcina kept her vigil by Y/N's side, her watchful gaze never wavering. The flickering candlelight cast shadows on the walls, creating an illusion of serenity in the room.

As the night wore on, Alcina found solace in a book, her attention focused on the written words. However, the tranquility was shattered when Y/N, lost in the depths of a nightmare, began to thrash and moan. Alcina's eyes snapped up from the pages, and a surge of panic gripped her as she witnessed Y/N tearing at the stitches on her neck.

Reacting swiftly, Alcina rushed to Y/N's side, her fingers working deftly to address the damage. The room seemed to pulse with urgency as she secured the stitches once more, her heart pounding with a mixture of concern and frustration.

Gently, Alcina attempted to wake Y/N, her voice a soft reassurance. "Y/N, wake up, draga mea."

Y/N's eyes snapped open, the remnants of the nightmare still haunting her features. Alcina, keenly aware of the delicacy of the situation, tried to keep her calm. "Easy, my dear. You mustn't move too much. You ripped some stitches."

Y/N, still gripped by the lingering fear of the nightmare, struggled to catch her breath. Alcina, leaning in closer, encouraged her to focus on her breathing, guiding her through calming inhales and exhales.

Once Y/N's breathing steadied, she offered a shaky apology. "I'm sorry, Alcina. I didn't mean to..."

Alcina, brushing a strand of hair from Y/N's face, interrupted gently, "You have nothing to apologize for, sweetheart. Nightmares can be haunting."

Wanting to provide comfort, Alcina asked, "Would you like to talk about it? What was the nightmare about?"

Y/N hesitated for a moment before finally sharing, her voice filled with vulnerability, "Your daughters... they tried to kill me."

Alcina's eyes darkened with a mixture of anger and concern. "I promise you, Y/N, I won't let that happen. You're safe now," she reassured, her words a steadfast promise.

The aftermath of the night's events left a palpable weight in the room, and Alcina, ever attuned to Y/N's well-being, could sense the toll the ordeal had taken on her – not just physically but psychologically as well. As she continued to tend to Y/N's wounds, her voice softened with a genuine concern.

"Nothing is going to happen to you, my dear," Alcina reassured, her eyes conveying both empathy and determination. "In the morning, we'll go to the village to find another person for the girls to feed from."

Y/N, grateful for the unexpected care, looked at Alcina with a mix of surprise and relief. "Why would you do that?"

"Because I can see that this position is taking too much of a toll on you," Alcina replied, her voice tender. "I care about your well-being, Y/N."

Y/N, genuinely touched by Alcina's concern, ventured a question. "Will I still be able to work in the castle?"

Alcina, momentarily surprised by the inquiry, questioned, "Do you still want to stay in the castle?"

Y/N nodded, her response immediate. "Yes. Even though the daughters were ruthless, it's still better than being in the village."

Curiosity sparkled in Alcina's eyes as she sensed there was more to Y/N's sentiments. "Is there another reason you want to stay?"

A hint of hesitation crossed Y/N's features before she admitted, "I've started to develop feelings for someone in the castle."

Alcina, finding the revelation intriguing, teasingly probed, "Oh? And who might this lucky person be?"

Y/N's face flushed with embarrassment, her eyes avoiding Alcina's gaze. The vampire mistress, amused by the reaction, pressed further. "Come now, my dear. You can tell me. I won't bite... unless you want me to."

Y/N stammered, her words stumbling over each other. "It's, um, you, Lady Dimitrescu."

A playful smirk danced on Alcina's lips as she registered the confession. "Is that so? You have a crush on me?"

Y/N nodded, her cheeks a vibrant shade of red. Alcina, enjoying the moment, pressed on. "So, does that mean you find my towering figure and commanding presence alluring?"

Y/N, flustered and still recovering from the night's ordeal, managed a shy nod. Alcina chuckled, her laughter echoing through the room. "Well, my dear, I must say, you have excellent taste."

The tension in the room lifted as the exchange took a lighthearted turn. Alcina, recognizing the need for a moment of levity, continued to tend to Y/N's injuries while playfully bantering about matters of the heart

"Rest now, my dear," Alcina urged, her voice a gentle caress. "I'll be here when you wake up."

Y/N, grateful for the reassurance, hesitated before making a request. "Could you... stay with me?"

A warm smile graced Alcina's lips as she nodded. "Of course, my dear."

With a graceful movement, Alcina joined Y/N on the bed. Gently, she pulled the tired maiden into her lap, cradling her in the protective curve of her arms. Y/N rested her head against Alcina's chest, feeling the steady, reassuring heartbeat beneath her ear.

In the soft glow of the candlelight, Castle Dimitrescu became a sanctuary, and within the embrace of the powerful vampire mistress, Y/N found solace. As the night unfolded, Alcina held her precious charge, a silent guardian against the shadows that lingered in the corners of their shared existence.

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ilovehugslikealotalot · 10 months

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The New Arrival (Series)

Alcina Dimitrescu x Fem!Reader

┌───── •✧✧• ─────┐ Welcome to Castle Dimitresu └───── •✧✧• ─────┘

(not my gif)

for context I had a vote on my Wattpad acc bc I js did and basically New Maid with speech problems was in the lead and overall won the selection. I’ll try my best to make an Arranged Marriage one!

WARNING: 18+ MINORS DO NOT ENGAGE fluff, angst, smut

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The cold winter breeze hits y/n’s skin, she was quite literally walking from the village to Castle Dimitrescu. The freezing air seemed to bite and pick at her skin.

The villagers saw y/n get beaten everyday, thiugh they never did anything about it, eventually joining in. Such a shame that y/n’s parents died, she was an orphan for not long.

When y/n was younger she was heavily abused, beaten half to dead almost everyday by other villagers and her parents. So it was normal for her to be obedient and listen. She did tasks with high efficiency and perfection, it was all she knew.

Listen and you don’t get in trouble, don’t and you get beaten.

Over time, y/n would develop selective mutism and mental disorders. Because of these disorders y/n would become dependent on someone unless given orders. It truly was beginning to turn into a problem. So, Eleonor, y/n’s adoptive mother gave her a special coin. With two emblems on the front and back, y/n didn’t quite understand but she knew that if she must make a decision on her own she must flip the coin and decide.

Now, as y/n grows up she becomes this beautiful girl now in her 20s she sparks interest among the villagers, now, many men and women would bow at her feet and plead for her hand in marriage. Y/n, of course, didn’t understand nor did she want to reciprocate. So, she would turn her head to the side and smile politely.

Perhaps, working in Castle Dimitrescu wouldn’t be that unpleasant.

Maybe.

The gigantic door to the Castle slowly slid open, the creaking sent a shiver down y/n’s spine. A few noises came from her side but she paid no attention. Flutters of wings came into y/n’s point of hearing. There was buzzing and cackling. Y/n didn’t quite comprehend what was happening until a blonde girl was in front of her with a wicked smile, the two others giggling and cackling.

“Ooh, what’s this a new toy? You look delicious” the raven haired girl growled licking her lips, Bela pushed her away with a hand slighty.

“You must be the new maiden! Welcome to Castle Dimitrescu! I’m Bela, the red-haired girl is Daniela, and miss hungry over here is Cassandra” Bela grinned, y/n wondered as to why one of the Dimitrescu sister’s was being so nice.

Was it because she was a maiden now?

Daniela looked at y/n happily with a wide smile, “what’s your name?” Dani asked, quite enthusiastically, to Daniela and Cassandra’s surprise y/n didn’t respond. Bela pinched her younger sisters, “did you nit listen to a word Mother had said?!” Bela scolded, she huffed in annoyance, “she can’t talk! Come on, let’s take her to Mother.” Bela exclaimed, obviously irritated with her sisters. Bela had lifted up y/n and the sister’s carried her in fly form to their mother’s chambers

“Mother, your new plaything is here!” Cassandra laughed, earning a smack from Bela. Alcina looked up from the papers and smiled at her daughters, after a few seconds her eyes land on the most gorgeous woman she ever did see. Though, of course, Alcina would never admit that.

Her pride was something no one could take away from her and she refuse to let her guard down. Only her daughters get to see that side of her, only a couple have tried but of course they ended up into scarecrows and wine. Ugh. Mortals.

“Ah, you are so kinds to me, daughters. I was about to get up.” Alcina smiled softly, “Now, run along, me and this maiden have some business to attend.” Of course, the three daughter’s obeyed and erupted into a sawrm of flies buzzing out the room, their cackles still piercing the ears lf anyone near by.

Alcina didn’t waste time to call Melina, the head chamber-maiden to fetch y/n. It seemed as though it was the quickest 3 seconds of her life. Y/n couldn’t help but marvel at the beautiful countess’s face. The head chamber-maiden quickly dragged the girl away, afraid the countess’s temper might run thin. Especially, after all of the incident’s around the castle.

“Melina, guide our new maiden in her quarters then return here. There’s something I wish to discuss with you” Alcina had ordered, it wasn’t aggressive but soft. It made y/n wonder if the lady was as bad as the villagers made her to be.

Quickly, Melina nodded and walked with the silent girl to her chamber, the loud screams and cackles echoed through the castle, though, everyone remained unfazed. Melina had gracefully led y/n to her quarters. The Grand Chamber-Maiden had instructed y/n to stay in her quarters until she is fetched by her or another Maiden sent by her. “Understood?” She stated, firmly, Y/n blinked up at Melina, “Oh, right. I forgot about your…situiation. I suggest you do your best to not get attached to Lady Dimitrescu if she tries anything. And as for your, vocal problems I’ll make sure you’re in good hands, love” She cooed, patting y/n’s back with a loving look on her face. “You know, you are quite the gorgeous girl, dear”

“I wonder…how come you aren’t married with that beautiful face of yours…” She pondered, inspecting your face. She smiled, opening the door to y/n’s chambers.

“Welcome to Castle Dimitrescu”

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part 2

#alcina is my purpose #resident evil alcina #she’s so perfect #alcina dimitriscu x reader #lady dimitrescu x female reader #re8 lady dimitrescu #re8 #something lgbt just happened to me #this took fucking forever #hope and pray I don’t procrastinate #love alcina #she’s so fucking beautiful

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ctitan98official · 3 months

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Yandere!Mother Miranda and Yandere!Alcina x Y/N lactation fic part 2

Alright, lately I’ve been getting a lot of requests to continue this, so here we go! Read the first part here! Let’s get into it!

You panic as Mother Miranda holds you tightly against her. “No! N-no, please stop!” You begin to sob as she easily opens your mouth and places her nipple into it.

“Shh, shh, little one. Mommy needs to feed you now,” Miranda urges gently. “You’ve had a long day and it’s time for some dinner,” She says and begins bouncing you in her arms.

You struggle for a moment and manage to turn your head away from her breast. What the hell kind of torture is she trying to put you through?!

But… As Miranda looks down at you once again and captures your gaze, her beautiful silver eyes don’t hold anything but… Love. She smiles softly at you and leans down to kiss your forehead. “It’s alright, my darling. Your mama and I absolutely adore you,” She promises. “You are a dream come true for us,” She explains and looks at Alcina.

The lady of the castle chuckles warmly at her wife’s statement, holding her tighter and stroking your little face. “It’s true, draga. We can’t wait to introduce you to your older sisters,” She agrees.

Older… Sisters? They already have a family and they want you… To be a part of it? It catches you off guard to see how they’ve already made plans to include you in their lives. They are also very affectionate with you. When you first woke up, you were sure they had concocted some evil scheme to kidnap you and torture you. But… Now you’re not quite sure.

True, they could just be lulling you into a false sense of security, but you just… Don’t really think that’s the case.

You decide to proceed cautiously and just hope for the best… You’re too exhausted to put up much of a fight anyway.

As you study Miranda curiously, she can’t help but giggle at the serious look on your face. “I think we have a genius on our hands, dear,” Miranda proudly says to Alcina.

Alcina laughs as well. “It seems they take after their mommy,” She says and kisses the side of Miranda’s head.

Miranda hums contentedly at her wife before softly cupping your cheek and carefully opening your mouth again. She places her nipple to your lips once more, urging you to latch on. “Eat for mommy, baby. I know your little tummy is so empty,” She encourages, wincing a bit at how full and swollen her breasts are.

You look at the pained expression on Miranda’s face. As weird as this situation is, you don’t want her to hurt because of you. She’s been nothing but nice to you so far.

You huff. You know what? Screw it. You’re starving anyway. Your lips gently wrap around her nipple and you begin to suckle.

Miranda sucks in a relieved gasp at this. Physically, it feels amazing… But emotionally it feels even better. Her little one is eating finally. It brings her a great sense of calm to watch you nurse from her. She begins rocking you slowly and smiles happily up at her wife.

Alcina’s heart melts at how cute Miranda is. “You are so proud of yourself, aren’t you, draga?” She grins.

Miranda laughs softly and lies her head back on Alcina’s shoulder. “I must say that I am, my love,” She says.

The two are silent for a moment as they watch you suckle before Alcina clears her throat. “I… Really want them to meet the girls,” She says, excited but also very nervous.

The hesitation on Alcina’s face confuses Miranda. She grabs her wife’s hand and squeezes it. “They will soon, my love,” She says. “But… You look so anxious,” She points out. “What’s the matter?”

Alcina sighs as she rubs your head. “I know that Daniela will be so excited about finally being a big sister… But Cassandra and Bela can be so… Jealous,” She says carefully. “I guess I’m just feeling… Guilty for wanting another little one so badly,” She admits. “What if the girls think we won’t love them as much anymore?”

Miranda adopts a knowing expression at this. Alcina is always so hard on herself. “I believe you’re thinking about this the wrong way, my darling,” She says. “All Bela wants to do is please us. Another child will certainly be difficult for her to get used to, but not impossible. If we ask her to make an effort with Y/N, she will. Once she gets to know her little sibling, she’ll be just as taken with them as we are.”

Alcina hadn’t thought about that. Bela is so sweet. Of course she’ll warm up to her youngest sibling if she and Miranda ask her to try. She is a great big sister already.

However, Alcina remembers her second oldest daughter. “But what about Cassandra?” She asks her wife.

Miranda can’t help but chuckle at the unsure look on Alcina’s face. Her wife is so cute. “Cassandra is definitely… Protective,” Miranda concedes. “And while I know she would never intentionally hurt Y/N… It’s possible she might accidentally be a bit… Rough with them at first,” Miranda says quietly.

Alcina and Miranda both share a look at this.

At this point, you’re not even paying attention to what the two women are saying. You feel too… Little now. But, you do fuss a bit as you try to nurse. Miranda’s milk is sweet and warm. You like it a lot, however, you’re a little frustrated. Your mouth is already tired from nursing but you want more. You’ll need to get used to eating like this, it seems.

Miranda shushes you softly and pats your little back before she speaks again. “Everyone will have to get used to each other,” She says to her wife, expertly shifting you in her arms and helping you latch onto her breast better. “I think we’ll just need to supervise Y/N when they’re with their sisters for a while,” She suggests and strokes a finger across your cheek.

You settle down at Miranda’s actions and are able to suckle easier.

The priestess soon notices your eyes are growing heavy. She grins and looks at Alcina. “But for now… Maybe you should hold them for a bit?” She offers.

Alcina’s golden eyes glitter with excitement. “Really, draga?!” She asks, uncharacteristically enthusiastic.

Miranda giggles at this. “Absolutely, my love. You have been so patient,” She tells her. Miranda carefully takes her finger and breaks your latch.

Your eyebrows furrow and you whimper at the sudden departure of Miranda’s breast. You find yourself missing the sensation of suckling.

“It’s alright, my love. Mama wants to hold you now,” Miranda tells you and kisses your forehead. She hands you over to Alcina who eagerly cradles you in her arms.

“Hello, my little one,” Alcina says softly and kisses your cheek. She is absolutely beaming as she holds her youngest for the first time.

You immediately relax into Alcina’s warm and plush chest. While Miranda is also very comfy, Alcina has the perfect body type to snuggle against. She begins purring gently which quickly knocks you out.

As you begin to fall asleep, your eyes open for just a second. Long enough to see the two women share a tender kiss. For some reason, this makes you feel… Safe. They’re a loving couple who just want you to join their family. It’s like they really are your parents.

It’s strange how quickly you’ve grown accustomed to this arrangement, but you’ve never really been taken care of before. It’s… Nice.

The quiet ambience of the room further lulls you to sleep. But what will await you when you wake up?

Note: Yes, I’m lazy and Miranda and Alcina just automatically know Y/N’s name 😂 Hope you enjoyed!

Masterlist

#re8 #re8 village #alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #re8 shitpost #lady dimitrescu x reader #alcina dimitrescu x reader #mother miranda #mother miranda x y/n #mother miranda x reader #mirancina #lactation #breastfeeding #age regression #nonsexual age regression #angst #yandere imagines

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nclgsticore · 9 months

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Desperate

Alcina x Maiden!Reader

𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Here is the next part: Part 2 , Part 3

Summary: You heard Alcina coming back from a short trip to Mother Miranda's place, and you give her a little 'visit' to her room that evening

Warning: slight NSFW, MINORS DNI, kissing, breast-play, Maiden!Reader, very fluffed-themed/ comfort but leads to a smutty ass sex (later in Part 2)

Alcina is sitting on her bed as you knocked on the door, allowing yourself in after Alcina gave you her permission.

"My dear Y/n, to what do I owe this visit?" She crooned, putting down the book she seemed very interested in to the side of the table, next her glasses on the closed book

"Hello there my Lady, I'm sorry for interrupting your evening." You politely arrange your words.

"Do not worry, dearest love. Your visit is always welcome." Alcina turned from her side, her voice still held a soft, sweet tone. She rose from her bed and approached you, her long fingers trailing across your cheek, as she closes the door behind you.

"How are you feeling today, my lady? I saw you coming back from Mother Miranda's today..."

"Exhausted, I'm afraid." Alcina took your head into her hands as she led you over to her bed, resting you gently upon the mattress.

"I need you here by my side. You comfort me, my pet."

Alcina's head tilted over towards you as she let out a quiet sigh.

"You're the most precious part of my day."

Her fingers grazed softly over your cheek.

"You would love me to stay, hmm? Have you eaten anything yet today?" You ask as your hand grazes softly against her stomach, giving her a concerned look.

"I have not eaten anything, yet." Alcina purred, her voice dropping into a more seductive tone.

"I have been waiting for you... My love."

She gave you a tender kiss on your cheek, her breath hot against your skin.

"What do you want to taste now, my dearest Lady?"

"You, my pet... I would taste you."

Alcina pressed her lips against yours, her arms pulling you close against her.

"I crave you. My thirst cannot be quenched, by mere food alone."

Her voice dropped to a whisper as your lips locked together.

"I want you.... my heart... it belongs to only you."

"Mmm hmm yes desperate are we this evening?"

Your hands gently hold Alcina's arm, taking her lips into yours, intoxicated. You opened your mouth before feeling her tongue swiping across yours, ravishing all you have.

"Mmm..."

Alcina moaned as your lips locked together. She was a hungry woman, and her lust was not something easy to satisfy.

"You taste divine." Her fangs pierced through your lower lip as she bit down, holding you still as she drank.

"Mmm" Alcina let out another guttural purr, her mouth locked firmly upon yours. She tasted your blood, craving every drop as sweat formed along her brow.

"I want more... you're so delicious." She pulled back for but a moment, gazing deep into your eyes.

"Go on my love, show me what you want to do, I'm all yours"

"Mmm, I want that..."

Alcina placed her hands against your waist, and pulled you further up her body, until you were sat upon her lap.

"Kiss me again, my pet... and more."

Her fingers ran through your hair as she kissed you deeply, her fangs digging into your upper lip before she pulled back once more.

"That felt wonderful, did it not? Now... I want more."

"O-Oh yes, that felt- Mmmhh! Wonderful-"

Alcina leaned forward and pressed her lips against your neck, her fangs digging in as she drank greedily. Your blood seemed to be a sweet treat, and she was hungry for every drop.

Her free hand rubbed your back.

"You taste delicious, my pet. Such a sweet treat."

Her voice dripped with sensuality and seductive undertones.

Your hips slowly grind on her thigh, feeling her tensing her thigh innocently, making you gasp lightly and seeing her lips curves into a smirk.

"You're indeed a naughty woman too, aren't you, my love..."

"Mmm..."

Alcina purred, your hips grinding against her thigh causing her to moan softly. She leaned her head back against your chest as she continued to drink from your neck.

"If I am naughty, I am naughty... for you alone. I crave nothing more than to please you, my beloved pet."

She looked up at you, her lips dripping with your blood as she panted, her eyes locking deep into yours.

"Please, show your love to me so I can show your mine towards yours.."

"Mmm, my sweet pet."

Alcina slowly lowered you to the bed, so that you were lying beside her with your head in her lap. She continued to feast upon your neck, her fingers still trailing along your back as she drank.

Once she had satisfied her thirst, her fingers slowly pulled at your shirt buttons, the material slipping off of your body with ease.

"I shall show you just how much I love you, my pet." She moaned, her nails scratching against your chest.

"O-Oh love, just like that... Go on. Fuck, you're making me feel hot..."

"Mmm..."

She continued to scratch at your chest, her nails teasing along your skin as she leaned forward. Your body was warm to the touch, and her lips grazed along your collarbone before they locked firmly against yours.

Alcina's hands reached lower, slipping under your shirt and cupping your breasts as she groaned softly. Your touch seemed to drive her wild

"L-Love... Give me more, please... You're torturing me"

Your hands gently cup her face, kissing every inch of her face, leaving red stains of the lipstick you have worn today on her beautiful skin. Your eyes met as she starts to grope your breasts with a gentle touch, causing you to let out a strangled moan, trying not to give her what she wanted in a return.

Alcina smiled as your fingers roamed across her face, leaving a trail of lipstick stains. She licked away the color, savoring the taste of it.

She let out a low purr as her hands trailed lower down your body, gently gripping your breast and beginning to play with it. Alcina had all the time in the world to tease you, to tease you until the very last second.

"My love, if it is what you want... I shall give it to you." She said seductively.

"Touch me however you wanted, Alcina. I'm all yours, hopefully, you're willing to be mine, hmm?"

"Oh, pet... I'm absolutely all yours. How lucky am I to have you in my life my love?"

hehe- I'll continue later in part 2! wait for it okay? dont kill me

#re8 alcina #alcina dimitrescu smut #alcina dimitrescu #alcina #lady dimitrescu x reader #fluff #fanfiction #lady dimitrescu #smuts #alcina dimitrescu x maiden

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marilynthornhilllover · 7 months

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When you call my name. do you think I'll come running? { chapter 6}

+ my heart skips a beat at once

+ when did it end? All the enjoyment...

+ I'm sad again

Alcina dimitrescu x fem!reader

Warning: kidnapping, broken bones , anxiety, depression, implied pain, chronic pain and depression, heavy violence, grief, regret, anger, frustration, sadness, depression. etc HUGE PLOT TWIST. HUGE CLIFFHANGER. read chapter 5 here!

Reader's pov*

You felt as if you've been running for hours on end. Your chest was raising and falling heavily with every breath you took. Your heart was pounding against your chest so hard you thought it would eventually rip itself out and run away. You stopped and held onto a tree, taking a large capacity of air into your lungs - man did it feel nice. You dropped your bag of supplies and sat down on top of it. You looked up at the sky and sighed. Luckily for you, you've made it to the middle of the forest called middle crew, mainly from lyans always hunting in groups and only reaching as far in the middle before hunters killing them off..but you haven't had any encountered any lycans or worse - mother miranda.

You took out some water and began to gulp it down rapidly. After drinking the entire bottle you threw the bottle away but that's when you heard a branch crack. Your entire body froze as you listened again.

Crack

Another twig crunched. At first you thought It was the bottle you threw but now it's clear that it's not. You slowly slid yourself up the tree while getting up - this way you won't make any unnecessary noise to inform your predator what you were doing. You remember alcina saying that lyans can smell fear, it's a natural instinct of them. Since..well before they died fear was all they knew.

You grabbed your bag and pulled it over your shoulder. You looked back and saw no one. You carefully started tip toeing away from your current position. That's when you heard another twig crack, so you immediately froze once again.

" y/n" you heard. Your eyebrows quirk as you dropped your bag. Was your brain playing trick on you? Or was it really alcina? Even if it was why would she call your name so loud, knowing the situation.

"Y/n!" You heard her whisper, but it was almost like a shout. You emerged from behind the tree and saw alcina standing some good distance away from you.

" alcina?" You called out looking at her weirdly. Something about the way she looked made you scared to your bones. Your gut was telling you to run for your life and never look back.... but why?.

Each step you took backwards she followed.

" what are you doing here?" You asked slowly looking for ways you can escape. She chuckled softly and took three steps towards you. She sighed as she looked at the mixture of confusion and fear on your face. She placed her hands behind her as if she was a shy little kid and looked up at you through lidded eyes.

She chuckled again and stood up straight. That's when she gaved you the most sinister smirk and your heart dropped. Alcina started to melt and reform. You watched in horror as her eyes disappeared and her body moved like a snake trying to find its home.

Suddenly miranda appeared infront of you. Needles started piercing through your skin as realization hit you like a moving train at 100 miles per hour.

Miranda can shape-shift....

You didn't know whether or not to run, hide or fall to your knees and beg the earth to save you by opening up and swallowing you - but neither one couldn't save you....

Your breathing started to get expeditious as your body was still trying to process what's happening or rather... what's going to happen.

" Oh little lamb... are you scared?" She asked in a caring voice, almost mocking really. She faked a pout as she took a step closer to you, but stopped dead in her tracks when you backed away. Tears began to form in your eyes as you shook your head in disbelief. You mouthed the word 'no' and miranda let out a squeal of a laugh.

" you didn't really think I was alcina, your so called lover did you?" She asked and when she saw that fear started take it's rightful place in your eyes as your breath got faster she took a step closer to you. Tilting her head to the side, studying your expressions.

" when you call her name.... do you really think she'll come running?" She asked softly walking up to you, until your back hit a tree.

" Well well, dimitrescu really has you under her love spell doesn't she" she chuckled walking around the tree, leaving cravings with her sharp deadly golden talons. She stopped right in front of you and looked at you dead in the eyes. You could feel her blue eyes piercing into your soul, ripping every good thing that was felt in you.

" who is lady dimitrescu?" She asked, her voice now high pitched, startling you. You were basically shaking with fear. No one wanted to die by the hands of miranda. Matter of fact no one wants to die.

" she's not a monster" you whispered, looking at her from head to toe. Dressed in her long sleeve, floor length black dress with a sliver and black cloak with bits of gold across her shoulder that had her coat of arms on it. You realized that her feet could not be seen, there was thick layers of feathers covering them entirely. Although her cloak has a hair vail, you were still able to see her golden blonde-ish grey-ish hair.

" to whom do I speak to?" She asked her voice probably colder than Antarctica and sharper than Russian blades. Miranda spoke in a way that was soft, yet she demanded an answer, she allowed you time to answer, yet punishment for hesitation was always given.

" alcina is not a monster..." You whispered, finding the last bit of courage you had in you to use against the black god standing before you. You would always defend alcina, even though she was who she was. You didn't care if miranda kills you for her, even though you don't want to die you'd take your death. You loved alcina. And you hope she'd do all the things you do for her for you.

" telling me who she isn't, doesn't tell me who she is, a smart girl like you should know that. What are you on earth for? pretty looks? That you certainly don't have? I don't even know how alcina could defy me for you.... your as worthless as Heisenberg.... oops don't tell him I said that. Matter of fact, do tell him. I mean what is he going to do? Hit me with his hammer?" She asked her voice raspy as she laughed like a crazy person.

" how am I going to tell him that?" You asked sarcastically. Miranda stopped laughing and looked at you seriously, before laughing again before it came to a halt.

" That's right little one. Your a nobody, to some you exists and to others you weren't even born" your blood boiled as you looked her dead in the eyes.

" fuck you miranda" you spoke before running off. You didn't know what made you think it was possible to out run mother miranda even though you were a fantastic runner. A super natural force lifted you up off the ground and slammed you against a tree, repeating this process until you were weak.

She grabbed your limp body before it was able to fall to the ground and held you up. She allowed you to fill your lungs with air for a while before she started choking you, lifting your body high above the ground all together. Miranda threw back her head and laughed in your face. You quickly grabbed her hand that was around your neck, slightly pulling it down with any strength left in you, this way she wouldn't kill you on the spot from strangulation.

" why are you running from the heat in the kitchen when your the one that volunteered to cook?" She asked smiling at you innocently. She smiled as you started to trash against the tree, loosing air more quickly than she thought you would.

" you can run but you can't hide, you should know that" she spoke, her voice dark and sultry.

She dropped you. You gasped for air as your body fell from the air but mid way she grabbed a tree trunk that was suitable for her hand and slammed it against your stomach. You felt the impact and screamed. When you fell to the floor that's when you started feeling pain. The pain was unbearable. You thought you were going to die on the spot. For sure she had a broken rib cage. You protected your stomach by wrapping your arms around yourself.

You started crying.

" weak!" She screamed. She angrily picked you up and threw you against a tree. How the fuck did she get this strength you didn't know because if you did you'd go sign up to get it too. You sobbed as you whimpered trying to crawl your way from her.

" YOU HEAR ME?! YOUR WEAK" she screamed more, making the birds that were sitting on the trees fly away as she stepped on your arm breaking it. You cried out very loudly. Miranda froze as she felt the scream in her bones.

" ah yes. The scream of love.... your calling for your lover..... but she's not here is she?" She mocked you as she knelt to be on the same eye leavel as you. She took a strand of sweaty hair that was sticked to your face and placed it behind your ear. She 'tsk' in a cooing way.

" worthless, weak and desperate.... if alcina loved you wouldn't she be here? Oh wait! Let me rephrase.... would she have sent you out here knowing well enough I would be lerking in this forest?" She smirked. " I told alcina theses same words.... with blood and sweat i will find you..." She whispered before standing back up straight.

Your vision started to get blurred as you were starting to lose consciousness. The pain was becoming too much. But upon remembering how much you suffered when you were once in Miranda's captive you tried the fight the pain... and the unfightable force to.. sleep...

" don't fight it my love.... everything will hopefully be alright" that was the last thing you heard, along with seeing miranda's ugly face before you passed out.

Alcinas pov *

Alcina was waken by a sudden loudness of a heartbeat - your heartbeat. She squinted her eyes to see what time it was on her digital clock. She sighed and sat up against her headboard. She looked around her room darkness prorated her eyes. The other side of the bed was cold as ever, regret started to fill her cells in her body, realizationhit her just as it had hit you. The call was late.....

Why hadn't Donna called her yet?

Alcina flew up from her bed and immediately ran out of her room, maids jumping as they moved out the her way as she walked quickly towards her study.

She opened the door, almost pulling off the handle.

" good morning my lady, your up quite early!what would you like for breakfast-"

Slam

Elizabeth stood there stunned but she sighed and went downstairs.

Alcina moved quickly towards the phone in her study and dialed Donna house number.

" PICK UP THE FUCKING PHONE DONNA" she shouted putting one hand on her hip as she held the bridge of her nose with the other. The phone rang for another minute before Donna picked up. The lady one the other line had only gotten up a few minutes ago to get an hour of meditation before sitting down to have her morning tea with her doll, before a ringing of a phone interpreted her peace.

She groaned as she walked swiftly towards the phone and picked it up.

" hello-" before she could answer properly and ask who it was alcina was aleady shouting at her.

"WHERE IS SHE?" alcina shouted through the phone making Donna pull it away from her ear with a whine, from the loudness of the phone.

" good morning to you too alcina, look i'll go look for her later today and bring her to you, i was tired i-" alcina cut her off shouting again.

" LATER TODAY? ITS 2:45 AM DONNA! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE IN THE FOREST SINCE MIDNIGHT, SHES SUPPOSED TO BE CROSSING MIDDLE CREW NOW WHERE MIRANDA LERKS-" alcina was cut off by a blood curling scream.

Only she heard it. She felt it in her heart, she felt the pain, the distress, the confusion, the betrayal, she felt everything you were feeling. She immediately knew mother miranda had already gotten to you. Alcina hang up the phone with Donna and immediately called Miranda's lab line.

The Phone rang out and went straight to voice mail.

"FUCK! ANSWER THE PHONE YOU BITCH" she mumbled to herself. Alcina could feel her very own heart racing from out of her chest. She needed to know you were ok... that you were going to be ok.

She called again and finally miranda answered.

" I knew I would receive a call from my dearest daughter-" before Miranda could go on alcina cut her off.

"WHERE THE FUCK IS Y/N! I SWEAR MIRANDA IF YOU HURT HER I'LL - " alcina stopped as miranda spoke.

" YOU'LL DO WHAT?!" She screamed through the phone. Alcina fell silent knowing there was little to nothing she could actually do, because miranda has you under lock and key protection. Tears started to form in alcinas eyes as she held her forehead in her hands, crying - sobbing.

" Well will you look at that.... the big bad wolf actually crys" miranda said, her voice cracking exposing the sympathy she had for alcina deep down inside. As she spoke up again it disappeared just as it had appeared.

" I told you alcina..... many years ago..... if you can still remember the pain I HAD TO PUT YOU THROUGH.... I told you If you ever dared to go against me that I WOULD TAKE WHAT EVER IT IS THAT YOU LOVE MOST! now your lucky I have compassion for thoses girls and am proud of the young women they became because I gaved them to you and I would not hesitate to cut them down!" She shouted and alcina sobbed into her hand.

She couldn't risk the girls she loved them.... but she also loved you.... your the first person she had ever loved in over a thousand years.

" I want to test her, to see if she can be evas vessel... if not she'll probably turn out like you..." She said coldly but with a hint of of that you'll be Eva's vessel.

" MIRANDA NO PLEASE! SHE'LL DIE IF YOU TEST ON HER! THE MOLD WILL KILL HER ON THE SPOT.PLEASE DON'T HURT HER PLEASE! I'LL GET YOU SOMEONE ELSE FROM THE VILLAGE! I'LL DO ANYTHING PLEASE! I'LL TAKE HER OUT OF THE COUNTRY NO OF US WILL EVEN REMEMBER SHE WAS HERE!" Alcina protested.

" no alcina. I gaved you a chance to get rid of her and you DISOBEY ME! ME!!!" She screamed at the last word as if she was insulted.

" BUT THATS NOT FAIR SHE WAS HALF WAS ACROSS! YOU STOPPED HER!" Alcina shouted.

"TO WHOM DO YOU SPEAK TO!? AFTER EVERYTHING I'VE DONE FOR YOU! YOU HAVE THE AUDACITY TO RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME! YOU UNGRATEFUL PIECE OF SHIT!" miranda shouted. Alcinas heart stopped as she got flashbacks.... that was a sentence her mom used to say alot. Alcina didn't want to become the next reigning queen of the village she wanted to play jazz aboard, but of course that was below her mom's standards for her.

" mother please...." She whispered her voice breaking as tears overflowed her eyes and clouded her vision.

" I love that girl mother...... just as you loved eva" alcina whispered. Hoping in her heart that miranda would give her a second chance or even give you a second chance, it was rare but its also possible.

" I'll take her stand, please mother just don't hurt her...." alcina whisper again.

" she's my one chance of survival and happiness..." alcina muttered choking on her tears.

There was a long silence over the phone of Miranda's end .... alcina thought that miranda was thinking about it.

" NO! I GAVED YOU MANY CHANCES! MY DECISION IS FINAL THERE WILL BE NO ARGUMENT! YOU WILL PAY FOR WHAT IS DUE" miranda ended the call and alcina fell to her knees crying and choking on her tears. Alcina felt her heart rip in half.... it had no use now.... it might as well come out of her chest and leave her heartless....

Alcina couldn't stop thinking of you..... she did this to you.... she brought danger to your door. She hurt you. She made you feel pain that you didn't even think was possible to be felt. Alcina felt like she should die.... if your hurting because of her she deserves to die.

Meanwhile you layed on the lab bed in Miranda's personal lab as she stood above you....

She was talking.... you were hearing her, something about was she was about to do would hurt but you weren't listening.... you didn't care. You wanted to die.... you wanted to see alcina one last time before you do. Wanted to hear her voice tell you it's going to be ok but truthfully it's not. Hear her say she loves you.... she misses you.... she just wants to hold you... hear her sing songs in Romanian til you fall asleep... help you pick roses from the garden and kisses your finger when you get pricked.

You knew if she got a chance to speak to you one last time that everything would be lies. Alcina said she doesn't want to hurt you but the phrase ' I love you draga mea' alone has caused you so much pain and hurt.

You felt weak as miranda injected you with some greenish brownish substance.... you couldn't fight it.... you wanted to but why bother.... as miranda said Your a nobody, to some you exists and to others you weren't even born.... there's something called fight or flight.... and right now you were willing to risk it all and chose flight....

You were done fighting.... done loving....

You started twitching and shaking on the table as miranda mumbled 'shit' or and over again as she tried to hold you down but it wasn't working.

" please y/n! Shit! Hey! I can't lose you! Alcina can't lose you! Fight it! Do it for alcina please!" She shouted as she tried containing you but nothing worked. Tears formed in her eyes as she realesed you. With alcinas already raging anger plus this happening miranda was sure that alcina would surely find a way or even strength to kill her....

The heart line went flat, ringing in Miranda's ear ad your body laid there unmoving......

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naturesapphic · 10 months

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hey can u do a alcina x reader fic where she neglects the reader bc she’s too busy working but with a happy ending?

Ignored

Alcina dimitrescu x fem!reader

Warnings: angst with happy ending, neglectful alcina, cussing, hurt/comfort fic

Alcina has been in her study all this week and hasn’t been paying me any attention. The only kind of attention that I get is when it’s bedtime and we get into our bed together and she kisses me goodnight. That is all she does. I’m getting touch and attention starved over here and it seems like she doesn’t shove two shits.

I know this week she’s been working a lot on her wine business and has been getting stressed about it but I wish she would just take a break and I could help or take care of her. I hate seeing her so worried and stressed and I can’t do anything to help.

I went into our shared room/her office and noticed her still working. I sighed and walked over to her to see if she’s almost done so we can go to bed together. You lightly tapped her on her arm and she huffed in annoyance as she looked down at you. “What do you want?” She harshly said to you. “Cant you see that I am working?” She added. You sighed again which caused her to Scoff. “I just wanted to see if you can go to bed with me alci. I miss you and we haven’t been in the same bed in a while. Even if you do go, you never cuddle me or kiss me goodnight anymore.” You said sadly.

Alci groaned and slammed her hands on her table. “You are so pathetic! Always clinging to me and asking for attention when I’m trying to fucking work! Leave me alone you attention seeking whore!” She yelled at you which made your heart break in two. You didn’t hear the rest as you fled out the door and to the quest room a floor down.

Alci didn’t process what happened until a few minutes later and she felt awful. She put her head in her hands and cried softly, knowing she broke you, knowing this, she’s broken too.

She didn’t want to wait to come after you but she knew that both of y’all needed to wait until morning to give each other some space.

~ the next morning ~

You cried yourself to sleep that night and didn’t get much of it either. Your head was replaying what alci said to you over and over. Maybe she was right. Maybe you are too clingy and a attention seeking whore. You whimpered again as the memories keep flooding back in. You heard the door creak open and it revealed your lover looking awful. Which was very unlike alci since she always makes sure that she looks her very best at all times.

She came over to you and bent down to your level and started sobbing and spilling out apology after apology. You looked at her sadly even though she hurt your tremendously, you still hated to see her so upset. “I-I’m so s-sorry d-draga. I-I was so s-stressed and t-tired that I took I-it o-out on y-you and that wasn’t r-right of m-me a-and I-I’m so so sorry darling!” She sobbed into the sheets of the bed.

You gently petted the top of her head and leant down to kiss it. “I understand that you were stressed and tired but that’s not an excuse for what you did to me…that really really hurt me alci…”. You said sadly. She looked up at you with her makeup smeared and ruined. “No no it’s not an excuse at all and I’ll do anything to make it up to you baby. I promise.” She said gently as she took your small hands into her big ones.

You knew she never meant what she had said and never will. She just needs to work on how she reacts to when she’s sad and angry because it always ends up with someone getting hurt and that not fair. She understood this and agreed to getting help, not just for her but for this relationship that she has with you as well because you are her draga and she will always love you.

A/n: two posts in one day?! A miracle lmao but I hope y’all enjoyed! Remember to stay hydrated and rest! I love you all.

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maximoffswriter · 1 year

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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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willalove75 · 11 months

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Alcina's New Maid Pt. 8 Lady Dimitrescu x Reader

Summary: Lady Dimitrescu brings you in as one of her maids, at least, that's what you thought she brought you to the castle for.

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, depression themes

Tags: flirty, fluff, slow burn, smut, angst.

Notes: Part 8! This kinda ends in a cliffhanger I'M SORRYYY but this shit was getting way too long😅😅 I am going to try and get chapter 9 done as soon as I can so you guys aren't waiting on it for too long!💕💕

Click here for the rest of the series

The following morning Alcina calls on one of her maids to have a carriage prepared.

"Daughters!" She calls from the foyer of the castle. Bela, Daniela and Cassandra appear in front of her.

"I have some things to take care of outside the castle. Bela, I am placing you in charge until I return."

"But mom!" Daniela cries.

"No fair she always gets to be in charge!" Cassandra argues.

"My decision is final." She says, quieting the arguments of the two girls. "Bela, please keep an eye on things, I shall be back before dinner tonight."

"Yes mother." Bela replies.

"Where are you going?" Daniela asks, looking up at her mother.

"I have a few matters I must discuss with Lady Beneviento."

"Aunt Donna!" Daniela says with excitement.

"Can we come? I want to see Angie!" Cassandra says, making Alcina chuckle.

It's always trouble when the three girls, well, Daniela and Cassandra mostly, get together with Angie.

"Not this time girls." Her response is met with a chorus of disappointment. "I must be off. Please try and behave yourselves while I'm out."

The three girls hug Alcina and she gives each of them a kiss on the top of their heads, wrapping her arms around them. Alcina exits the castle as the three girls swarm away.

You're awoken by a knock on the door, you turn towards the sound and roll back over, pretending to be asleep; desperately hoping whoever is at the door leaves. Much to your dismay, the door opens and the room fills with the smell of breakfast. The maid puts the tray on the table and you wait for her to leave. To your dismay once again, you see the maid walk around your bed, shutting your eyes before you can see who it is you pretend to stay asleep, avoiding any kind of interaction.

The maid walks over to the windows and pulls open the thick curtains, allowing the sunlight to spill into the room for the first time in nearly a week. Even with your eyes closed the light is blinding, your eyebrows knit together and you groan.

"Y/n." You hear a familiar voice.

Opening your eyes, squinting as you look up, you see Zina standing next to the bed.

"I have been very patient, but I can not watch you lay here another day. It's been almost a week."

There's a part of you that knows she's right, but there's a bigger part of you that doesn't want to move and is content with staying in bed until you die. A lump begins to form in your throat and your eyes begin to gloss over.

"I can't." You say softly.

"You can, and you will. When was the last time you showered?"

"A few days ago." Embarrassed, you avoid her gaze and stare at your pillow.

"What on earth has gotten into you? This is all very unlike you."

Pausing for a moment, you take a deep breath.

"You were right. About everything." You say as tears fall onto your pillow and your voice grows thick.

"You became too attached, didn't you?"

Nodding your head in response, Zina exhales deeply.

"Did you listen to a word I said-"

"I did," you say, cutting her off as your voice cracks. "I did, and for a while it was fine, but then I started feeling like I was special to her, and then I got scared because I didn't want to end up like the rest of them. I told Alcina how I was feeling and she told me I was special," Zina's face changes from looking like she was about to scold you to a look of curiosity. "She told me I was different from the others. And I was stupid enough to believe her. I was dumb enough to believe her lies-"

"Lady Dimitrescu is a lot of things," Zina cuts in. "but I can tell you for certain that a liar is not one of them. She is most likely the only person I've ever met that refuses to speak a single lie."

"Then why would she tell me that? Why would she say that I was special and then throw me aside like I was nothing? Why would she do everything she did for me and then act like I didn't even exist and then go and fuck another maid?!" You sob, tightly holding onto your pillow.

Realizing the situation in front of her was not what she expected it to be, Zina sits on the edge of the bed and gently stokes your hair.

"I cannot speak for the Lady and her actions, but what I can tell you is that she has not been herself this last week either. I know I said I did not want to get involved in your affairs with the Lady, which is still the truth, but I will offer you some advice."

Turning your face towards her, you look into her eyes, eager to hear her next words.

"Have you tried speaking with her?" Zina asks.

"I did, right when she started ignoring me. And she looked right through me, like I didn't exist and just walked away, like I wasn't even there."

"Did this all start after your second encounter with Stefana?"

"Yeah, and Mother Miranda."

Zina's pupils dilate, a look of concern crossing her face.

"Mother Miranda?" She quietly asks.

"Yeah, when she came to work in the lab or whatever. She found me in Alcina's bed after I got my stitches. She said she wanted to use me for a Cadou experiment and Alcina freaked out. I mean she didn't scream or anything, but her eyes, she looked terrified."

"You are very lucky to still be alive y/n." She says, visibly shaken.

"Well I told Mother Miranda that Alcina bought me from my uncle so I was her property, not just an employee. Finally she agreed to not take me to the lab but Alcina was so freaked out and I don't know why. I don't even know what a Cadou is or anything that they were talking about."

"In time you will learn, but it's not my place to explain the horrors of Mother Miranda. That was quick thinking, telling Mother Miranda about your purchase, it's probably the only reason you weren't taken into the dungeon, whether or not the Lady wanted you to go."

"After all of that, it was like I stopped existing to her. I don't know what I did." You say, defeatedly.

"As I said earlier, I won't speak on behalf of the Lady, but something tells me it's less of what you did and more of Mother Miranda's interest in you. You should try and speak with her again."

"What do I even say? 'Fuck you, you broke my heart?' that won't go over well."

"No, that certainly won't."

"What do I do? Let her tell me why she did what she did? And then what? I just magically forget about what happened and everything is sunshine and rainbows? How could I forgive her?"

"Whether or not you forgive her is something you must figure out on your own, no one can help you make that decision or make that decision for you. My advice is this: speak to her. She's out this morning and will be returning before dinner. She brought you your dinner last night, correct?"

"Yeah."

"Although I don't participate in the maidens gossip, I've heard that one young maid found her sitting outside your room in tears."

"Good." You grumble.

"Y/n." She scolds you.

"What? She does all of this awful shit to me and I'm supposed to feel bad when she cries?"

"I am not saying you aren't allowed to be angry, you are certainly entitled to every feeling you have towards her at the moment. That does not mean however, it's acceptable to lack all empathy. You can be both empathetic and angry towards her, they are not mutually exclusive feelings."

You go to retort her statement and pause, letting her words sink in before you respond.

"I guess." You say.

"Speak to her. Tell her everything you just told me, tell her how her actions made you feel. I've worked alongside the Lady for many years, it's not often she cares for maidens, but on the rare occasion she does, she listens."

"I'll think about it."

"Very well. Now, get up." She says, pulling the duvet off of you, you groan in protest. "Go on, go get a shower and for the love of the Black God please eat something. I didn't think it was possible for someone to survive on eating three bites of toast for a week."

Looking over at Zina you want to protest, but the look on her face is similar to one a mother would give their child when they won't listen. Knowing it was no use fighting her, you take a deep breath and muster the energy to finally get out of bed.

Making your way into the bathroom, you turn towards Zina before shutting the door.

"Thank you."

She gives you a nod and walks out of your room. Neither of you notice, but a little fly quickly buzzes out the door right before Zina closes it behind her.

The carriage pulls up to Lady Beneviento's estate. After she exits, Alcina is greeted by the familiar figure dressed in black, a matching black veil covering her face.

"Donna." Alcina says with a smile.

"Welcome." Donna says, although Alcina can't see her face, she can tell it was said with a smile.

Donna leads Alcina into the house and Donna's doll, Angie, runs into the foyer.

"Who the fuck let a tree in the house?!" She says with a screeching laugh.

Alcina lets out a low growl as Donna softly scolds the doll.

"Would you like some tea? I was just making myself some." Donna asks.

"Yes, that would be lovely, thank you."

Alcina takes a seat in one of the larger chairs in Donna's living room, Donna had it brought to her house for Alcina years ago so she could be comfortable when she visits.

"You better not break that chair!" Angie squeals as she runs around the house.

Alcina rolls her eyes, trying to ignore the doll.

"Angie, be nice." Donna quietly says as she walks in with a tray holding a teapot and two cups.

Donna takes a seat across from Alcina and pours tea into both cups. The teacup looks dwarfed in Alcina's large hands, making Angie cackle. After removing her veil, Donna fixes her hair and Alcina smiles at her sister.

"What brings you all the way to the estate sister?" Donna asks.

Alcina looks down into her cup. Donna was the only one of her siblings she would be able to speak to about what's been going on. Truthfully, Donna was the only person she knew that she could speak to about any of this; but Alcina never thought about how she would explain the situation without sounding weak or pathetic.

"What's wrong Alcina?" Donna asks.

"I came seeking your advice." Alcina admits.

Donna's face lights up, it's not often that Alcina asks her for her help. In the rare occasion she does, Donna is both grateful and excited to help where she can.

After taking another sip from the tiny cup in her hand Alcina puts it down and lights a cigarette and takes a drag.

"I- I'm not good at these things. I have a very, very difficult time with being, open. Talking about my feelings." She says, rolling her eyes, bringing the cigarette up to her lips once more.

"I know, take your time." Donna says with an encouraging smile.

Alcina deeply inhales and slowly blows the smoke out of her nose.

"There is," she begins, carefully choosing her words. "Someone, a woman, I've grown to," she pauses "care for." She says with an exhale. "But, I've done something unforgiveable."

"Did ya kill her?!" Angie pipes in.

With her eyes narrowing at the doll, Alcina replies "no, you detestable plaything, I did not kill her."

"Well sorry for asking!" Angie says sarcastically. "You literally drink blood wine, I'm sorry if my question pissed you off you-"

"Angie that is enough." Donna snaps.

Alcina glares at the doll as she runs away before looking back towards Donna, taking another drag from the cigarette.

"Please, Alcina, continue." Donna says softly.

"I, I don't know how to fix it. Donna, I don't know what to do." Alcina says as her eyes gloss over, she snuffs out the cigarette in the ashtray on the table. Another thing Donna keeps around for Alcina when she visits.

Donna can count on one hand the amount of times she's seen Alcina cry in all of the years she's known her. Her heart melts a little as her older sister lets some of her walls down.

"I would love you help you Alci, but I need to know what happened."

Alcina gives Donna a brief overview of how you ended up at the castle, how you quickly became her handmaiden, she tells Donna about Stefana and how she's tried to kill you twice now, and tells her that Mother Miranda was infatuated with you.

"After Mother came I was terrified, Donna. It's the most terrified I've been since that clumsy maid broke the window in the library and almost killed Daniela all of those winters ago." Donna nods her head, remembering when Alcina told her about the incident. It made her want to vomit when Alcina described in great detail how she tortured the woman before sticking her in a wine barrel.

"So I abandoned her. I acted like she didn't exist. My plan was successful for the first few days, but then, she was all I could think about. There was nothing I could do to get her out of my head, I it was driving me absolutely mad. I was angry, unsatisfied, really." Donna nods her head as she follows along while Alcina pulls out another cigarette and lights it, taking a long drag, exhaling the smoke as she speaks. "I couldn't bring her to my chambers, Black God no, so I invited one of my newer maids in. I was satisfied enough but I still only thought of her." She pauses and take another drag, slowly exhaling the plume of smoke, reliving the moment. "When I opened my chamber door to let the maid out, there she was, walking back to her room. And the look on her face when she saw," Alcina looks up, blinking away tears. "The look on her face, Donna, it almost broke me."

A few tears roll down Alcina's cheeks, Donna hands her a handkerchief and she puts out her cigarette, carefully blotting the tears as she pulls herself together. She adjusts her posture, sitting up straight once more, reclaiming her poise.

"I thought maybe it would take a few days for her to move past it, but after that, she stopped showing up to meals, she hasn't gotten out of bed in almost a week-"

Angie runs into the room and sees Alcina wipe away a stray tear.

"Holy shit! You cry?! Who knew there was a heart under all of that cold, icy-"

"I will snap you in half you little twig!" Alcina roars, standing up to her full height, rage beginning to blind her.

"Alcina!" Donna yells.

Alcina looks at Donna and recognizes the look of fear in her eyes. Looking down, Alcina didn't even realize her claws have come out. The only time Donna had seen Alcina's claws in action was during a brutal attack when huntsmen stormed the castle while she was visiting. It took Donna weeks to be able to cope with what she saw. Staring at her claws in shock, Alcina retracts them and looks at her sister.

"Donna- I'm-" she goes to reach for her sister but pulls away and puts her face in her hands. The elegance that radiated off of her moments ago completely vanished. "I'm sorry." She says softly, sitting back down as she tries to hold back her cries.

Donna stands up and looks at Angie, pointing out of the room, silently telling her to leave. Walking up to Alcina she wraps her arms around her the best she can.

"It's okay." Donna softly says. "I know it was an accident."

"Oh Donna," Alcina cries. "what do I do? Gods if I were her I'd never speak to me again."

"This may sound silly, but, have you tried talking to her?" Donna asks.

Trying to gather herself once more, Alcina wipes her tears and lights another cigarette, taking a long drag from it. Her tone is stoic yet her voice shakes as she speaks.

"I brought dinner up to her chambers last night and she didn't even look at me. Her back was turned but I knew she was awake, I heard her heartbeat race as soon as I entered. I wanted to say something, to do something, but I didn't know what to say, I didn't know what to do. So I left, without saying a single word. Right before I shut the door I heard her sobs and it shattered my heart," She brings the cigarette to her lips and deeply inhales and releases the smoke from the corner of her mouth. "I just sat on the floor, in the middle of the corridor and cried."

"You should talk to her."

Alcina looks away as she blots away the tears once more, desperately trying to steady her trembling lip by bringing the cigarette to them.

"Sister, I mean this in the most loving way possible, but if you truly care for this girl, you will put your pride aside and apologize to her. Even if she doesn't forgive you, it's something you must do."

"I have been incredibly selfish." She says in defeat, taking another drag from the cigarette before crushing it into the ashtray.

"Yes, it certainly seems that way."

Alcina removes her hat and rakes her hands through her hair.

"What would say? 'I apologize for throwing you away like you meant nothing but really you mean everything to me please forgive me?' If someone said that to me after doing what I did to her I would laugh in their face."

"You and I both know you would do more than laugh in their face." Donna says, giving Alcina a knowing look. Alcina lets out a light chuckle. "Tell her why you did what you did, your reasonings behind them. Not to justify your actions, but so at least she understands why."

"What if she doesn't forgive me?" Alcina says quietly.

"Would you forgive you?" Donna asks.

"No, I don't think I could."

"Do you love her?"

"Yes." Alcina whispers as tears roll down her cheeks.

"Then you must try to speak with her, you won't know what will happen for sure until you do."

Alcina shakes her head.

"What am I going to do if Mother decides to use her to punish me? If she tries to hurt her, just to teach me a lesson?"

"Then my dear sister, you have a difficult choice to make. You either protect the one you love and stand up against Mother, or, you be the obedient daughter and let Mother do as she pleases. There will come a time where you will not be able to do both."

Looking into her sisters eyes, Alcina smiles.

"Thank you, Donna."

"Of course Alcina, you can always speak to me, about anything."

Alcina smiles and grabs her sisters hand, gently squeezing it.

"Come, lets take a stroll through the gardens, they're especially lovely this time of year." Donna says, standing up.

Daniela and Cassandra run to Bela's room and bang loudly on the door.

"WHAT?" Bela yells from the other side.

"Bela open up!! It's important!" Cassandra says.

Bela opens her door to see her sisters standing in front of her.

"What? What happened?" She asks, worried.

The two girls push their way into Bela's room and close the door.

"Hey! Get out!" Bela says, trying to push the girls back.

"We figured out why mom has been so weird and why y/n hasn't left her room!" Cassandra says.

"Wait, really?" Bela asks, surprised. "Wait a minute, how? Do I even want to know?"

"A little fly told us." Daniela says, giggling at Cassandra.

"Did you spy on them?!" Bela says.

"No, well, not on mom, gods no. She would know immediately, and she would kill us. But a little fly may have overheard y/n talking to Zina." Daniela says.

Bela crosses her arms, disapproving of her sisters antics.

"Well do you want to know or not?!" Cassandra says, annoyed.

"It's some real juicy stuff!" Daniela says.

Bela rolls her eyes.

"Well, I guess what's done is done. What did they say?"

Daniela and Cassandra recall the conversation Daniela's fly overhead, how you thinking you were special to their mother was just you falling into her usual trap and how their mother said that she was in fact special. They talk about what happened with Mother Miranda after they left their mother's chambers and how their mother completely ignored your existence. They also tell Bela that the night she didn't walk you to your room was when you saw another maiden leave their mother's chambers and that's why you've been locked in your room for the last week.

"Wait, so, mother-"

"She cheated on y/n and broke her heart!" Daniela exclaims.

Cassandra elbows her hard in the side

"Ow!"

"Shut your trap Dani, we can't let anyone hear us!"

"Mother has to feel guilty, I mean, how could she hurt y/n and be okay with it?" Bela says with disbelief on her face.

"Because mom can be a huge bitch." Cassandra says, folding her arms.

"Cassandra!" Bela scolds her. "Don't talk about our mother like that!"

Daniela turns to Bela.

"Bela, she hurt y/n, she loved mom and mom went and cheated on her."

"There has to be an explanation for this, I need to hear mother's side! It's unfair to judge based off of only one side!" Bela says, defending her mother.

"Bela you're such a suck up." Cassandra snaps.

"I am not! Plus Cass you're the one who said they weren't 'really together anyway' a few days ago! What happened to that?!"

"That was before I knew they were in love you idiot!"

"I still want to hear mother's side of the story."

"Mother would never talk to us about that, she's far too private." Cassandra says.

"Then what are we going to do?" Daniela asks.

"We have to get them in the same room somehow." Bela says, deep in thought.

"Oh! That's a good idea!"

"What good would that do? They're just gonna fight, or say nothing to each other." Cassandra says.

"They've avoided each other for so long, they need to talk." Bela says.

"Oh! Why don't we trick them into going into the same room?" Daniela suggests.

"That's actually not a bad idea." Cassandra says.

"How are we gonna do that though?" Daniela asks.

"I think I have an idea!" Bela says.

As you're walking back to your room from the kitchen with Zina, a lunch tray in your hands, you spot Daniela down the hall.

"You're alive!!!" She yells as she runs up to you and wraps her arms around you.

"Yes, I am very much alive." You say, trying to hug her back and balance the tray. "I'm sorry for how awful I was to you kiddo, you didn't deserve it."

"It's okay, I would have acted the same way if that happened to me too." She says, her eyes going wide as you look at her confused. "I mean, you know, if I really wanted to be left alone like you did."

Her choice of words confuses you a little but you don't think too much into as Zina gives Daniela a knowing look.

"Well, anyway, I gotta run." She says, avoiding Zina's look. "But y/n, I have a surprise for you later, now that you've finally come out of your room!"

"Okay," you say with a laugh. "Come get me when you need me."

Daniela swarms off and Zina shakes her head.

"Those girls are always up to something."

"They certainly are."

The girls are gathered in the library going over their plan when they hear the doors open, the familiar sound of their mothers footsteps echoing through the castle.

"Mom's home!" Bela says.

"Okay, Dani, go take care of y/n, we'll take care of mom."

The girls go their separate ways, Daniela making her way upstairs through the back halls and Bela and Cassandra going to greet their mother in the foyer.

"Mom!" Bela says.

"Good afternoon girls," Alcina says, immediately realizing Daniela is missing. "Where is Daniela?"

"Probably doing something stupid." Cassandra says.

Alcina laughs and pulls the girls into a hug.

You're about to leave your room and you hear a knock on the door, you see Daniela standing there when you open it.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Surprise time!"

"Can we do it in a few minutes, I was just about to-"

"NO!" Daniela says, trying to collect herself. "Nope, sorry, can't do, we gotta do it now."

"Okay..?" You say, having no idea what she's about to do.

Daniela pulls out a blindfold.

"Here! Put this on!"

"Do I really need a-"

"Yes! Yes you do! Now come on!" She says, pulling it over your eyes.

"Alright, alright. Now what?" You say as you position it over your eyes.

"Can you see anything?" Daniela asks, waving her hand in front of your face.

"Nope, just black."

"Good."

Daniela grabs you by the arm and pushes you to sit on your bed.

"Okay, now wait here for a minute."

"Okay-"

"And no talking!" She says.

You chuckle and Daniela shushes you.

Downstairs, Bela and Cassandra look up at their mother after she lets go of them. Alcina notices a mischievous look on their faces and raises an eyebrow at them.

"What are you girls up to?"

"We have a surprise for you!" Bela says.

"Oh, you do?" Alcina says as she gives them a look.

"Yup, you gotta put this on though." Cassandra says, pulling out a blindfold big enough for Alcina.

"Girls, is this really necessary?"

"Yes!" Cassandra says.

"Please mom?" Bela says, looking up at her mother.

Rolling her eyes, Alcina hands her hat to Bela and takes the blindfold and ties it around her head. She motions for her hat and places is back on her head.

"Now what?" She asks.

The girls each grab one of her hands and begin to lead her up the stairs.

"We're going upstairs?" Alcina says.

"Yes!"

"We'll tell you when to duck!" Cassandra says.

"Thanks." Alcina says, unamused but with a smirk on her face.

"And no more talking!" Cassandra says, Alcina grumbling in response.

Since Alcina knows the castle like the back of her hand, the girls walk their mother around for a minute before finally reaching your chambers; hoping she doesn't know where they're taking her.

The three of them stand outside the open door and Daniela gives them a thumbs up, Bela puts her mothers hand on the doorframe so she knows to duck and gently pushes her into the room.

You hear footsteps approach as you sit blindfolded on the bed, your room is suddenly filled with the scent of Alcina's perfume and you stiffen, your muscles in your body tensing.

Alcina ducks into the room and takes a few steps, Daniela sneaks around her and stands with her sisters outside of the door. She recognizes the familiar drum of your heartbeat and her posture stiffens, slowly turning towards the sound. The girls nod to each other and Daniela grabs the door handle.

"Okay, take them off!" Cassandra says as they quickly close the door and run away.

The two of you slowly remove the blindfolds, your eyes meet for the first time as they adjust to the light. You look into her eyes, desperately wanting to move your gaze, but you can't, your eyes are stuck staring into hers like magnets.

Alcina is the first to break eye contact when she closes her eyes and gently shakes her head. Her eyes meet yours once more, you try to gauge her inscrutable look but you're met with a stone wall. You feel your heart leap into your throat while you simultaneously feel a lump forming over your vocal chords. Alcina opens her mouth to speak but quickly closes her mouth and looks away. You try and speak but no words leave your lips. She takes one final look at you and turns to leave.

Watching her walk towards the door you feel your heart shatter again, but you also feel anger, frustration. As she reaches for the doorknob you break through the lump restraining your vocal chords and speak.

"So that's it? You're not going to even say anything to me?" Your voice cracks.

"Would it make a difference?" She says, her voice is cold but you notice a slight shake to it.

Looking down at your hands in your lap you quietly say "I don't know."

After a second you look up and see her standing in place, her hand resting on the doorknob. Your eyes focus on her hand, anticipating her wrist to turn and for her to open the door to leave.

An internal war rages on inside Alcina; she can almost taste the release of walking out of the room, but her heart is screaming at her to stay. Donna's voice pops into her head.

"if you truly care for this girl, you will put your pride aside and apologize to her."

With a shaking breath, she drops her hand from the doorknob and hangs her head.

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Hi! Are you up for some Mother Miranda x reader request? I have in mind this idea where at some point MM ventures outside the village for purposes(murder/mayhem/experimentation, ahem). But let's imagine she caught sight of some pretty young woman/reader and decided to have some fun with her cause... needs. It was a one night stand and they go their separate ways. Obviously reader doesn't know who she spend her night with. But some time later, in a few months, the reader stumbles across the village and gets caught by one of Lady Dimitrescu's daughters. She's forced to work there and endures all the horrors residing in that castle. But one day MM visits, reader recognizes her and... the rest is up to you!

Hey! I didn't write so much of the one night stand thing but rather the aftermath. So here's to hoping that you like it!

Your Eyes (I'd know them anywhere)

A Mother Miranda Oneshot

You sat in front of the fireplace in your Lady's bedroom. On the pillow that she gave to cushion your knees. Tears doting your eyes as you waited for your mistress to come and punish you. You had been caught looking at their guest and the Lady had snapped at you demanding you leave immediately and you quickly fled.

Your mind was buzzing from the sight of the guest. Even though she wore a golden crow mask on her face you still recognized those icy blue eyes anywhere. Miranda.

Scenes from before you were captured playing on repeat through your head. The nights of passion, the days of lounging while skin pressed against skin. Her smile, her laugh, the way she looked at you like you were the center of her world. You remembered the times you took her to eat, taking her to your favorite spots around your city. You both wanted to make the most of her week long trip before she had to leave. You knew you'd never forget her, that no one could ever compare to her.

You remembered her words, her wish to take you with her. You wished that she could have stayed. Before she parted you promised that if your path ever crossed again, you'd come with her.

But that was before this.

Before getting captured by the daughters. You had gotten lost on a backpacking trip and they found you. Hunted you down like a predator hunted their prey. They brought you to the castle and to the horrors that oozed from the very walls. The Lady had taken to you, you were marked as her's by the bite that you bore. While you had been here you had seen so many horrible things, and your stomach twisted as you thought of what punishment awaited you. Just because you were the Lady's pet did not mean you could escape her wrath.

The sound of footsteps came from the otherside of the door, you flinched and quickly made sure you were in the position that she wanted you in. On your knees, head bowed, hands clasped in front of you. The door slowly opened and your heart began to beat rapidly and you did your best to calm it.

The Lady's dress came into your vision but you dared not look up, you could feel tension in the air as she stood there. The smell of rich tobacco filled your nostrils, you knew she only smoked when she was in a bad mood. She stepped to the side and let a blacked robe individual come to stand in front of you. You didn't dare raise your head, afraid to make a move. "Give us a moment Alcina." Her voice was just as rich as it had been all that time ago.

"Of course Mother Miranda." Your Lady replied, her weighted footsteps receding out the door that shut with a firm click.

Silence reigned for a while, before her hand came and grasped your chin softly. She tilted your head up and eyes seeking yours, you could feel yourself tremble but made the eye contact regardless. Her eyes were the same though they held a certain softness in them than when you had saw them earlier. "Hello Y/N."

"Hello." You said weakly, unsure of the emotions that were swirling inside of you.

She seemed to sense these and gently soothed her thumb across your cheek, careful of her gold gilded claws. "Easy, you are safe as long as I am near." Miranda assures you, "I am going to take you home with me. Do you have any belongings?"

"No. Everything I have and am belongs to my mistress." You repeat dutifully, like she had taught you.

You could see the way her scowl hardened her eyes behind her mask. "You will not say that again." Her voice firm with a hint of ice in it, there is loathing in her voice when she speaks again. "She's ruined you my precious little bird." You feel tears threaten to fall and she strokes your cheek again. "Come rise and let's go."

You examine her now, part of you unsure of whether or not to trust her. You want to, you want what you had back with her, but could you just shake off these horrible things that she's allowed others to do?

Miranda sighs very softly, you almost miss it. "Y/N, I know what you've seen has been horrifying but it all serves to achieve my goal. I will bring back my daughter Eva, I will have her in my arms again." She looks over your face and removes her mask with her other hand, lowering her face to yours. The bridge of her nose rests on yours, your eyes slipping close as you feel your heart stir more for her. "And after what we shared, after the way you made me feel alive for the first time in years, I want you to be by my side when I do succeed. Can you accept this?"

Could you?

You can't help the love that swells in your heart for the woman, the thought of being a family with her makes your heart leap. Could you just turn a blind eye to all that you've seen? Your heart says yes, urging you to give in while your brain remains unsure. You deliberate for a moment, the silence stretching like an eternity before you speak. "Yes. I can accept it."

Her lips press against yours, hand coming to hold you there as she kisses you again and again. Opening your eyes you see the smile that curls her lips, making your heart flutter. She places the mask back on before stepping back. "I shall be right back." You nod as you watch her leave the room. It isn't long before you hear your Lady's voice rise, anger clear in her tone. Your heart beat quickens and it makes you tremble a little but when Miranda comes back you can't help but smile as you take her hand. "Let's go home now."

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