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Here they come, the moonangel beans.

These are my favorites of "In another life with Lady Dimitrescu" Collection. <3

(Crd to annasassiart & marblenxart)

Omg YES

OH MY GOD LESBIAN BEAUTY AND THE BEAST WITH LADY DIMITRESCU

someone write it NEOW

Y/N, leaning in to Alcina seductively: Don’t you want to go somewhere more private?

Alcina: I do. But you are going to find me everywhere.

Y/N: Love, would you still love me if I was a worm?

Alcina, sighing tiredly: Yes, darling.

Y/N: And if I was a ghost?

Alcina: I would.

Y/N: If I changed my appearance?

Alcina: Mhm…

Y/N: And if I told you I broke the wine rack and a couple dozen bottles were shattered?

Alcina: Yes, I…

Alcina: …

Alcina: YOU LITTLE-

She is the opposite of submission "I want you to take your clothes off immediately, darling!"

Happy Halloween!

Freak.

There is something extremely hot about a big beefy and intimidating looking monster that’s absolutely getting railed by someone who isn’t, and they are taking it looking blissed out while grunting and moaning

While on my half dragon kick, I decided to redraw an old drawing I did that was inspired by Old Addictions Die Hard, chapter 18

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31491437/chapters/82512904

Half dragons require a hoard also.

While on my half dragon kick, I decided to redraw an old drawing I did that was inspired by Old Addictions Die Hard, chapter 18

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31491437/chapters/82512904

(Credit to Liltkeva)

Anyone up for making a fic out of this? This is too interesting to pass up!

choke me mo......I mean....looks like Ethan needs some help

Y/N: Im telling you, i will not hesitate to strangle you!

Alcina: I mean, can you even reach my neck?

Y/N:

Y/N: ):

Alcina: Im sorry-

Y/N: My girlfriend is too tall for me to kiss her on the lips. What should i do?

Heisenberg: Punch her in the stomach then, when she leans over in pain, Kiss her.

Donna: Tackle her.

Ethan: Dump her.

Miranda: Kick her in the shin.

Alcina: NO TO ALL OF THOSE, JUST ASK ME TO LEAN DOWN.

Hold Her

Summary: Soft Alcina content yes pls

Characters: Alcina Dimitrescu x gn!reader

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: fluff, cuddlez :)

“Bloody fools!”

A loud crash and the shattering of glass had you look up from your book. It had just started to get interesting in your novel, but you felt that the thundering footsteps pacing somewhere in the house needed your urgent attention first. You made a mental note to go down to the village tomorrow and get a handy man to repair whatever your lover had no doubt destroyed.

The clock chimed, indicating the late evening hour. You shuffled off the bed and wrapped a robe around you to help against the evening chill. 

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I'd like to share another fanfiction that I liked. And I really liked the fact that here maiden with the fact that she is just a toy. It's sad, but more like the truth. I love realistic situations in stories.

Aaaaand I’m back to writing

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36956653/chapters/92204461?view_adult=true

This is my first shot at an AU fic. Reader is a first time sugar baby and Alcina, an experienced sugar mama.

I wanted to try out something fun and less trauma heavy. I still have my other WIP that’s more canon compliant but I’ve yet to even publish a chapter of it. This has been a fun distraction and I can’t wait to share more.

I guess read at your own discretion. There’s an age gap and with that comes power dynamics but everyone is an adult.

So it was all a lie?

part 1

TW mentions of suicide intention, but nothing graphic. Please be careful

also angsty

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Your feet dangle freely over the balcony stone rail. The cold breeze does a great job soothing your red and stained cheeks. You have no more tears left to cry but the swelling in your eyes hasn’t eased.

In the somewhat long time you’ve met Alcina Dimitrescu you learned to not underestimate her capacity for cruelty.

You knew that playing with fire you was ought to get you burnt sooner or later.

You really can’t say you didn’t expect it. Are you sad? Yes. Do you have a broken heart that makes you feel a heavy physical pressure on your chest? Absolutely. But surprised? No.

You are still in awe of how good of an actress she is, at how she managed to be so convincing.

Her arms held you close and tightly at night, offering protection against your demons. Her lips kissed you tenderly in the privacy and solitude of her chambers, making you feel lightheaded in the best of ways. Her whole face full of worry whenever you got injured, melting your heart with how caring and loving she was…

Now you know better.

Her arms wrapped around you like snakes that were only meant to prevent you from escaping her claws. Her sickly sweet kisses like a drug to keep you docile and compliant.  Her “genuine” worry was nothing more than a cover of the fear of anything harming you.

Harming Miranda’s chosen.

Because all it was Alcina’s love —if you can even call it that anymore— was nothing but lies and deceit, nothing but a carefully performed plan to keep you naïve and oblivious to your real purpose.

You had always wondered what was so different, so special, about you that the Matriarch hadn’t disposed of you the first weeks you started working at the castle and instead let you live fairly free of punishments.

You wondered what she had seen about you that spiked her interest.

Nothing, it seems, only a foolish girl that could fall under her spell with some breathtaking eyes and charming smiles.

A harsh blow of wind tangles your hair, but you don’t care anymore. The snow under you looks so pretty, so comfy to lie onto and it almost makes you feel tempted to jump from the terrace of the castle where you are currently sitting. You say almost, because you are sure if you’re so important to Miranda she’ll find a way or another to bring you back, whether as yourself or a monster you wouldn’t want to find out. Besides, the splatter of bright red on a white canvas is ought to catch some attention, and you wouldn’t want to scandalize the girls with such terrible spectacle.

If your relationship with Alcina was nothing but a world of make-belief, you try to at least pretend the friendship with her daughters was genuine. A tired smile comes to your lips as you recall some moments with the three gremlins… Your smile turns bitter when you realize the young ladies can and would take her mother’s side if you ever tried to escape, hunting you to the end of the world and beyond only to bring home the prize if Alcina gave them the order. Perhaps every bit of friendliness is in your head after all. You really are trapped in a spider web of trickery.

The thing here is, you really fell hard for them. You grew to love them all like your own family and, if given a choice, you would have stayed with them to spend your life as such.  But then again, you are certain now that to them you were nothing but a plaything, nothing but a mere toy.

Wishing that you hadn’t heard that conversation becomes a prayer, but there’s nothing you can do about it. Too late you realized that the visitor on the other side of the oak door was none other than the dreaded Mother Miranda, the same one who you had been taught to fear so many years ago.

You heart shattered when you heard your “lover” answering to Miranda’s query, saying you’d be ready to be used as Eva’s vessel the next evening, that she had you eating from the palm of her hand and that you were unsuspecting. But what hurt you the most, what completely destroyed you was her laugh followed by a remark of how stupid you were, how innocent of you believing she could love you and how funny your face was when you looked at her like a puppy looks up to their master. You didn’t need to stay for the rest and ran towards the only place you knew you’d be alone.

At least a few hours are left before the sun starts to settle. You know your chances are narrow, but maybe you can try and escape from the dungeons. It was well known among the maids that there was an exit there, if you were resilient enough to go through it and survive. Thus far you haven’t known of anyone who actually made it out, but you decide you’ll either run or die trying…

Hehe I thought this one funny, plus i have like.. a major hot crush on lady d right now, hehehe. Also! Slight nsfw? I dunno.. poorly drawn nipples, beware!

“Oh my poor baby..”

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Ah my first little.. fanfic on here! YIPPEEE! Anyway, gunna do some Lady dimitrescu x female reader!

💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

The halls were quiet, the flames lit them up perfectly as Y/N waited for her mistress.. she laid upon the lady’s couch, her chest rising and lowering, taking deep breaths.

She watched as the large woman stepped through the doorway, looking down at the small her upon the couch. “Oh my.. what are you doing here, sweetheart?” Alcina spoke, holding her cigarette up with one hand, while the other on her hip. “Oh! Mistress- I- I was just-“ alcina walked forward, stopping the girl from talking as she sat down beside her, grabbing her arm and pulling the maid into her lap.

“Just what?” Alcina spoke, her voice.. calmer, more relaxed. “I missed you.. mistress..” y/n said, her eyes gotten heavy, as Y/N leaned forward, into Alcina’s soft.. pillow like breasts.

Alcina gave her maid a soft smile, as she placed down her cigarette and rested a hand on Y/N’s back, gently rubbing it and giving a smoothing coo, Dimitrescu brought her head forward, up close to the maidens ear as she kissed it, her other hand rested upon Y/N’s hip. “Your so cute when your needy for attention..” Alcina spoke ever so softly, taking the maid with her as she stood up, laying the small girl on her extremely large bed, a prefect size for Alcina, but stupidly large for Y/N.

Dimitrescu went over to her wardrobe, taking out her night robe and undressing, before placing the silk robe on herself. She came back to the bed, resting her hands onto it, as she slid beside Y/N, and resting.. she took the maids body and brought it closer to hers, kissing Y/N’s forehead and smiling. “Goodnight, sweetheart..”

Alcina took the blankets, covering them both. Oh how Y/N looked, so comfortable, so cute.. it was such a peaceful, and very sweet night.

Modern AU BusinessWoman!Alcina x PersonalAssistant!Reader (part 3 of 3)

Here it is everyone! The final part to my BusinessWoman!Alcina and Assistant!Reader thoughts. I want to do the idea justice and hopefully one day write a proper story for these two idiots. But alas, I need to focus on other things. Don’t steal these ideas in the meantime. So I hope this suffices!

I marked the NSFW section where it begins and ends. Not explicit, explicit, but enough that you know what’s happening.

Enjoy you gays :)

Part One

Part Two

Playlist

12 days. The office knows something is wrong with Alcina and you. The past month was like the first month you were hired and they immediately knew something wasn’t right when Alcina began to go on near daily tirades. They started giving you side-eyes and you can hear the whispers. “Trouble in paradise?” “What happened to them?” “Is Miss Bitchtrescu about to fire them … are they about to quit?” Ignoring them to your best ability gets aggravating but you persist.

It was your last two weeks after all.

And it’ll be the worst two weeks of your career because you can see the end approaching and you’re walking to the finish line while your heart is trying to drag itself back into Alcina’s office.

You’ve debated telling her, to cross that boundary and just confess. You’ve even made a pros and cons list.

Cons: There’s too many to truly list out but there are highlights that you focus on.

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