CW: Dash Of Angst, Soft Alcina But Also Slightly Pissed Off Alcina

@angstyanon0 Here you go!

CW: Dash of Angst, Soft Alcina but also slightly pissed off Alcina

You walk with a limp, excruciating pain radiating from your leg. Not enough to make you cry but just enough to make you grimace in pain every time you have to move it. Bela materialized from the flies. “Hey Y/N! How was wo- Holy- Alright, don’t say a word, stop moving your muscles. I’ll be back with mother.” Your eyes widen as you raise your hand to stop her but she’s already disappeared in the flies.

“Mother!” Echoes reverberate throughout the castle. “Bela, what happened?” You hear Daniela. “Y/N’s injured!” “Alert mother immediately!” Cassandra huffs, materialing in front of you.

"Afternoon, if you'll accompany me..." Cassandra begins to drag you along, but your shriek of pain causes her to come to a halt. “Right. Injured. Sit tight. Mother will be here any second.”

“Cassandra, I’m alright-” “Y/N?!”

Ah shit.

That voice was always familiar to you. It was always calm and controlled, but today was not one of those times. Alcina's tone was tense, even panicked. That frenzied energy lights her eyes when you meet them.

“What happened?” She cradles your face with her hand, when you hiss in pain she withdraws her hand to look at your cheek. “Burns.” When you try to get up, pain overtakes your body. When you collapse onto the couch, however, the agony is just as intense if not worse.

“Y/N!” “I’m fine! I’m fine!” “No, you are not ‘fine’.”

She takes you up in her arms as you try to get up again, preparing to show her how obviously not “fine” you are. "I'm not going to let you do that again." She returns her gaze to her girls, who are equally worried and anxious.

“Thank you, my lovely daughters.” They all nod before disappearing in a flurry of flies. You can hear a conversation between them start. As she held you in her arms, her rich fragrance enveloped you. She hasn't spoken anything since the two of you arrived, but her eyes are a raging torrent of emotion. She gently presses you into the bed, inflicting you less agony than you've previously endured.

“Alcina?”

Her eyes meet yours in the mirror.

“Yes, draga mea?” “What’s wrong?” “You’re hurt, and you’re acting as if it’s not important.” “Because it isn’t!” “No more words.”

You go silent, and she continues to look for something; you can feel the stress building in her shoulders as she searches.

“What are you looking for-” “Please, give me a moment.”

You go silent once more. She hums as she finds a small container. It’s burn cream. She walks toward you. “Remove your garments, I need to see everything; All of the burns, the marks, everything.” You nod, undressing as much as you can without hurting yourself more. When you begin to take off your pants, she stops you with a finger.

She applies the burn cream where needed and tended to your leg herself. She whispered a curse under her breath when she found out your leg was broken. She looked at you with the softest look before looking down at your leg again. Using only the softest fabric, she wrapped your leg and sat behind you.

She softly drew you to her and propped your leg up on one of her cushions. Her head rested on yours as she held you close. "Draga mea...I'm furious with you." As she kissed your forehead, her voice was sweet. "Do you realize how important you are to me? You mean everything to me, understand?"

When you look up at her, all you see is genuine emotion. She meant everything she said. She draws you in a little closer. You had frightened her; you had upset her. "I understand."

“Good. Now you should attempt to get some rest. I'll watch over you.”

After After Math

Helena: Wife of mine...He breaks into houses

Y/N: No! He slides down the chimney bearing gifts

Helena: That's still breaking and entering!

Y/N: But he doesn't steal anything.

Helena: He still broke in and entered the house.

Helena: And why does he bring gifts? He broke in and the mysterious packages could be dangerous.

Y/N: Helena...

Helena: No! I'm concerned for the world! Why has he not been caught yet?

Helena: And he has slaves!

Y/N trying so hard not to laugh: The elves aren't slaves, babe.

Helena: So he pays them?

Y/N: ...

Helena *taking her swords down from the wall*: I am going to free the slaves.

Y/N: No no no... Oh my God what have I done?

(One of my friends and I collabed on this)

What to do if you suddenly find yourself homeless

FOOD

Find your nearest food bank or mission, for food

grocery stores with free samples, bakeries + stores with day-old bread

different fast food outlets have cheaper food and will generally let you hang out for a while.

some dollar stores carry food like cans of beans or fruit

SHELTER

Sleeping at beaches during the day is a good way to avoid suspicion and harassment

sleep with your bag strapped to you, so someone can’t steal it

Some churches offer short term residence

Find your nearest homeless shelter

Look for places that are open to the public

A large dumpster near a wall can often be moved so that flipping up the lids creates an angled shelter to stay dry

HYGIENE

A membership to the YMCA is usually only 10$, which has a shower, and sometimes laundry machines and lockers.

Public libraries have bathrooms you can use

Dollar stores carry low-end soaps and deodorant etc.

Wet wipes are all purpose and a life saver

Local beaches, go for a quick swim

Some truck stops have showers you can pay for

Staying clean is the best way to prevent disease, and potentially get a job to get back on your feet

Pack 7 pairs of socks/undies, 2 outfits, and one hooded rain jacket

OTHER

first aid kit

sunscreen

a travel alarm clock or watch

mylar emergency blanket

a backpack is a must

downgrade your cellphone to a pay as you go with top-up cards

sleeping bag

travel kit of toothbrush, hair brush/comb, mirror

swiss army knife

can opener

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satan-was-a-himbo

3 years ago

Prompt #1

You incounter a small hut in the middle of...seemingly nowhere. You decide to knock but when no answer comes you gently open the door. You see a cauldron in the middle of the hut. The room smells gently of lavender and chamomile. The door closes behind you. You then hear the gentle soothing voice of someone. Possibly the owner of the hut.

"Oh! Hello there! Sorry that you came when my cottage is such a mess. Would you like a cup of tea? I was just out fetching ingredients."

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satan-was-a-himbo

3 years ago

No bestie

I'm a service top as well in the RE8 fandom

Am I the only service top in the RE8 fandom? (I can't be right??)

Sorry, gotta rant for a sec. I am a service top, always have been always will be, but I just realized that I'm not only a service top in the bedroom *wink wink* but pretty much in every aspect of my life. I think I might just not be very creative?? Tell me what to do and by god it will get done... but, I really do need to be told what to do first lol

Honestly, just let me worship you, Queen. Respectfully, of course. Or disrespectfully. (Whatever you into I guess...😏)

On that note, don't forget to keep requesting things! (Nice segue if I do say so myself XD)

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satan-was-a-himbo

3 years ago

Ain't even shocked.

what color combo are you but its romantic

like blue x red, black x white, etc you feel me?

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satan-was-a-himbo

3 years ago

What type of CRACK FIC?!

I HAD AN AI WRITE A STORY ABOUT Y/N AND LADY DIMITRESCU AND HOLY FUCK I AM DYING

Silly Y/N

A Short Story

by AI

Y/N had always loved elegant Castle Dimitrescu with its curved, crowded castle. It was a place where she felt angry.

She was a silly, peculiar, whiskey drinker with sexy boobs and strong neck. Her friends saw her as a snotty, solid stubborn. Once, she had even made a cup of tea for a salty daughter. That's the sort of woman he was.

Y/N walked over to the window and reflected on her scary surroundings. The snow flurried like running lycans.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Alcina Dimitrescu. Alcina was a sexy strong with muscular boobs and tall neck.

Y/N gulped. She was not prepared for Alcina.

As Y/N stepped outside and Alcina came closer, she could see the hurt glint in her eye.

Alcina gazed with the affection of 5158 lovable mushy moraicia. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want making love."

Y/N looked back, even more love and still fingering the good wee wee. "Alcina, “I love you.”," she replied.

They looked at each other with angst feelings, like two flaky, few flies drinking at a very spiteful Christmas Party, which had jazz music playing in the background and two incredible uncles dying to the beat.

Suddenly, Alcina lunged forward and tried to punch Y/N in the face. Quickly, Y/N grabbed the good wee wee and brought it down on Alcina's skull.

Alcina's muscular boobs trembled and her tall neck wobbled. She looked happy, her emotions raw like a greasy, grim gun.

Then she let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Alcina Dimitrescu was dead.

Y/N went back inside and made herself a nice glass of whiskey.

THE END

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satan-was-a-himbo

3 years ago

What misgendering a trans person will do:

Signal to the trans people in your life that you aren't an ally and aren't a kind person

Make you look like an asshole

What misgendering a trans person will never do: