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Alcina Dimitrescu x reader headcannons

Alcina doesn’t love in a way that mortals could understand. It’s consuming, eternal obsession. Once you catch her eye, she claims you. Any attempt at distance or defiance only tightens her grip.

You live in luxury, not freedom. The castle becomes your velvet-lined prison. She dresses you in silks, spoils you with rare wines and jewels, but never lets you leave the estate.

Her hunger for your blood is no different from her desire. She loves to taste you. Your wrist, your throat, your inner thigh. Sometimes she takes you in her lap, whispering sweet nothings, then sinks her fangs in mid-sentence.

Any servant who looks at you too long goes missing. Sometimes, you find traces, the scent of blood, a stray shoe. Alcina makes it clear: you are not to be touched.

Alcina delights in reducing you to something small, helpless, and completely dependent on her. She calls you pet, little one, darling.

Disobedience has its price. She’ll bend you over a gilded vanity, force you to watch yourself while she punishes you—slow, aching strokes, rough fingers, cruel praise. She whispers in your ear, “Look how beautiful you are when you cry for me.”

She loves you — violently. It’s not sweet, it’s not tender. It’s a hunger that never ends. She’ll ruin you in every way. Mind, body, soul. And then she’ll cradle your broken form, kiss your tears away, and say it was all for love.

Hi! I discovered your page recently and have been in LOVEEE with it ever since. It says your inbox is open, but getting full so i hope requesting something right now is okay! I was just wondering if you could do a dimitrescu sisters × teen sister reader? the reader is human and I think it would be cool to see how the sisters react and treat her (I think they would be really gentle because they're scared of scaring/hurting her) ty so much! <3 (I love your prompts)

Awhhh, this is such a cute, wholesome prompt! And funnily enough, I don’t think I’ve ever written HCs about a teen sister!🙌 I’m happy to hear ya like my prompts, hon :)

Let’s get into it🙌🥳

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Bela

Bela is, by now, utterly used to her role as the eldest sister

And while she does consider and call Cassandra and Daniela her “little sisters”, they’re really not all that different as it comes to their ages

A difference of mere hours, really, biologically speaking

When she was a newborn fly spawn, they were newborn fly spawns

When she was a toddler, they were toddlers

When she was a teen, they were teens

When she turned into a (-responsible) adult, they did. Biologically speaking, of course. She’s certain especially Daniela hasn’t made it all the way there, at times

But, all in all, she’s very similar to her sisters as it comes to age, despite being the eldest and their older sister

And then, there’s you…

A new sibling, a new sister

A little sister

But…a real, far younger sister

A teen

A teen, whereas she has lived for centuries

Bela has been fond of you from the start. Sure, she wasn’t originally happy about getting another sister, but the moment she laid eyes on you and got to know you, she started to love you just as she loves and treasures and protects her sisters

At first, it’s very difficult for her to act as a sister, truthfully, rather than a mother

You’re just so…young, compared to her! It’s difficult for her not to get overly maternal, as she sometimes still tends to get with your older sisters

Bela tries to understand you, and your interests

That doesn’t mean she’s good at it, though. She doesn’t care much for things she deems a waste of time, and is hardly a troublemaker. This alone has her stray from anything that could be considered rebellious

She also has difficulty not telling on you to your mother when you do something, or to take matters into her own hands and scolds you

Technically, you know she’s supposed to do this, being the eldest and all

Still, it’s sometimes a little difficult for the two of you to connect

Especially with how unreachable Bela seems at times; so intelligent, such good manners. Loved or respected by nearly everyone despite her nature, purely because of how she presents herself

Mother’s heiress…

She seems so impossibly strong, in her own way. Of course, you partly look up to her. But it’s difficult to see yourself on the same level as her

Sometimes, you’re sure because of all this she must be Mother’s favorite, and it occasionally nabs at you, how you have no chance of getting to where she is

But, she loves you dearly, and you love her

She will always comfort and guide you, even help you grow

She’s your protector, in a way, helping you always

Especially when feelings get the better of you. She reassures you often; it’s okay to feel this and that, and that it’s perfectly normal to feel certain things at your age

She also puts you in your place when you’re in the wrong, though, gently telling you and ensuring you know: she still loves you after

And, actually, you find Bela gives amazing hugs, and while she isn’t the sister to hug without asking what’s wrong, you find comfort in that, too

Out of all of your sisters Bela is best at controlling her strenght

Which, sometimes, is a little unfortunate because she’s also the sister that refuses to wrestle with you for fun. Apparently, she doesn’t “see the point” in that

At least she feels utterly comfortable hugging you, knowing that she won’t hurt you

She would never hurt you

Cassandra

The first time she heard of having a sister, she was thrilled!

And when she met you the first time, the two of you got along instantly

Cassandra feels much less unreachable than her older sister

Much more- approachable

She’s sadistic, has a short temper- much like your mother, at times- and rough

But you love her, and she loves and treasures you

She’s the first to take you out on a hunt to the forest, is the one to teach you to fight and keep yourself safe

While she has a little more difficulty controlling her strength at times and therefore occasionally keeps her distance, she has never hurt you

Cassandra is, in her own way, a role model to you

She’s fierce and powerful

She easily takes down her prey and entertains you with her stories of her hunts and previous victims

She teaches you to be strong, teaches you what it means to be a Dimitrescu. And even when you can’t be strong, she’s strong for you, easily putting others in their place with a mere glance their way

Cassandra and you spend a lot of time together, and she’s genuinely interested in most you have to say

By now you know, she will not care for gossip or anything like that. The wrong sister for that, certainly. And you know, she won’t even bother pretending to listen to that

But, she’ll listen to all you’re genuinely passionate about, perhaps even participate if it’s for her

She encourages you to follow your hobbies and make the most of them

Like with her sisters, after all, Alcina allows you to choose at least one hobby and fully supports it. She will not stand for any of her daughters not pursuing anything, however

When you have difficulty choosing what could be fit for you, Cassandra is eager to help out

She shows you this and that, and is eager to try most new things with you

Cassandra is also the sister to turn to when you want to know what they and your mother were like a few centuries ago

The fun stuff, that is

She’ll tell you every detail she so easily remembers, occasionally also brag about things she did particularly well

Often, she’ll sprinkle in a few details you’re sure aren’t quite that true, but you don’t mind

You find, she also inspires you to be creative like that!

Speaking of little half truths here and there, Cassandra is the first to teach you how to lie and get away with it at the castle

Now, of course you’ve lied plenty times already in your life

But with Alcina, it seems impossible. Like she fully knows when you’re not being entirely honest

Even Bela seems to know, somehow, sometimes!

It’s infuriating, but Cassandra is quick to teach you

In return, she becomes about the only sister you are always truthful to

You never feel the need to lie to her, even when you’re planning on doing something stupid or risky

Often enough she’ll join in, or cover for you at least

When she does tell you not to do something, which is rare, you listen

You know, she means well, and doesn’t underestimate you or whatever you’re about to do

You value her opinion, and when she says not to do something, she tends to be right

Daniela

Daniela finds you utterly adorable, as she calls you

She doesn’t quite remember her “teen” years, really

But that’s okay

She’s every bit as playful and still has a bit of a habit to get herself into trouble, much like you do, occasionally

She likes to join you when you’re about to do something risky, and at times even is the one proposing it and whining to you about joining her

Of course, she will always keep you safe during those times

Though your mother is unhappy to say at the least when she catches you, her youngest, covered in dirt and blood from head to toe after your sister insisted throwing guts like snowballs is a blast!

In many ways, Daniela doesn’t quite feel like an older sister

She’s playful, a little immature, teasing, socially intelligent, and quite handsy with the maidens. She’s a little clingy and delusional, but always has your best interests at heart, the same as your other sisters

She always has some gossip to talk to you about, rambling about this and that she picked up while lounging and swarming about in the castle

She loves to read, and loves to share her favorite books with you

Unlike her sisters, she isn’t overly picky with her interests, either

She isn’t into mathematics or science. Aside from that, she’ll happily learn about all you’re interested in

She’ll participate in your hobbies, or lounge on your bed like a lazy cat while you ramble about your hobbies and fixations

She doesn’t mind at all. She loves to learn about new things, and remembers surprisingly much you tell her despite her short term memory span

Often, she remembers even more of your stories and ramblings than your other sisters do, as she’s genuinely interested in your hobbies, even when she has no clue about them

Daniela, in a way, feels like a best friend rather than a sister

She’s always there for you, will always protect and teach you. She’s silly, playful, will never say no to some good fun and often even convince you to “play” with the maidens or her sisters, seeing how much the two of you can annoy them until they notice

She teaches you to be strong too, yes, but perhaps even more so, Daniela has a way of teaching you how to get along with people

How to blend in with them, how to lure information from others by casually being around them

No, not by using some reverse psychology and what not like Bela. By listening. By being friendly. By making them ramble on their own

She teaches you to make friends, even with the reputation of your family, and how to effortlessly start conversations

And even when you can’t make a friend, she reminds you that you will always have your family

She teaches you, of course, also how to get what you want from Alcina

Generally, Alcina has a hard time saying no to any of her daughters. You’re all so precious to her, and there’s rarely a time she’ll deny a wish coming from one of you

Daniela, having been in the role of the youngest for the longest time and still having her sweet, pouty puppy eyes ready, teaches you how to get just about anything you want from your mother

Whether it’s clothing or toys (often in Daniela’s case those are servants), treats or anything from the outside world, she teaches you to properly ask for it

And yet; she has the hardest time controlling her strenght

She loves physical touch as a means to show her affection. She loves to hug her sisters even when they try to peel her away from them, acting all annoyed when they really aren’t, and she loves to wrap her arms around Alcina’s waist, hugging her whenever she can in exchange for some heat pats and scratches

With you, she must actively hold back

You’re…fragile

You’re human

You’re her little sister

She would never want to hurt you!

But, she can’t help it sometimes, and feels horrible when she hugs you and is just a tad bit too excited, causing her arms around you to be a little too tight

She always takes care of you after, her eyes wide and wet as she blinks away tears, feeling so utterly guilty for hurting you

You always reassure her; it’s not her fault

You still love her

She’s still your older sister

You still admire and look up to her

And it’s all it takes to have her smile widely again

Lady Dimitrescu Feeding on a FemReader (it's very sweet I promise) also lady d with fangs makes me feral

You are Alcina's favorite for a reason.

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The grand halls of Castle Dimitrescu were cloaked in moonlight, its silvery beams slicing through the towering stained-glass windows. The air was thick with the mingling scents of aged wine and candle wax, the kind of ambiance that thrummed with both elegance and danger. You stood in Alcina Dimitrescu's private quarters, your heart fluttering wildly as the towering figure of your mistress approached, her presence as commanding as ever.

“Ah, there you are,” she purred, her velvety voice sending shivers down your spine. “I’ve been waiting for you, my sweet little pet.”

You swallowed hard, your throat suddenly dry. Lady Dimitrescu’s golden eyes gleamed in the dim light as she stepped closer, her gaze locking onto you with a predatory intensity. She smiled, her crimson lips parting just enough to reveal the gleam of her sharp fangs.

“Do you know why I summoned you tonight?” she asked, her tone teasing as she reached out to trail a long, elegant finger down your cheek.

You managed a soft, shaky “No, my Lady,” though you had an inkling.

“Because I have been craving something… exquisite,” she murmured, her lips brushing against your ear as she spoke. “And no wine in this castle can compare to the sweet ambrosia that flows within you.”

Your cheeks flushed, and you felt your knees weaken as her words wrapped around you like a silken ribbon. Alcina chuckled at your reaction, her deep, melodic laughter vibrating through the air.

“Such a shy little thing,” she said, her voice low and affectionate. “But you’ve always been my favorite for a reason.”

Before you could respond, Alcina cupped your face in her large, warm hands and tilted your chin upward, her thumb brushing against your trembling lower lip. Slowly, she leaned in, her lips capturing yours in a kiss so tender and passionate that it stole the very breath from your lungs. Her kisses were intoxicating, both commanding and gentle, leaving you utterly spellbound.

As her lips moved against yours, you felt her hands slide down to rest on your shoulders, her grip firm yet reassuring. Breaking the kiss, she pressed her forehead to yours, her eyes boring into your own.

“Are you ready, my sweet?” she whispered, her breath warm against your lips.

You nodded, unable to form words under the weight of her gaze.

Alcina guided you to sit on the plush chaise longue, positioning herself beside you with the grace of a queen. She tilted your head to the side, exposing the delicate curve of your neck. Her lips traced a slow, deliberate path along your skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

“You’re so perfect,” she murmured between kisses. “So deliciously perfect.”

Her fangs grazed your neck, and you gasped softly, your hands instinctively clutching at her dress. She paused, her lips curling into a soft smile.

“Relax, darling,” she soothed. “I would never hurt you.”

With that reassurance, her fangs sank into your flesh, the sharp pain quickly melting into a euphoric warmth as she began to drink. Each pull of her lips was slow and deliberate, a testament to her restraint and care. Her hand slid down to intertwine with yours, her fingers squeezing gently as if to remind you of her presence.

You felt yourself growing lightheaded, a haze of pleasure washing over you as Alcina fed from you with a reverence that made your heart ache. When she finally pulled away, her lips were stained with your blood, and her eyes shone with a satisfied glow.

“Mmm,” she sighed, licking her lips. “Exquisite, as always.”

Alcina reached for a cloth she had prepared earlier, dampened with warm water. With the utmost care, she dabbed at the small puncture wounds on your neck, her touch so tender it made your chest tighten.

“Such a good girl,” she whispered, her voice dripping with adoration. “So brave for me, so utterly delectable.”

Her words sent a surge of warmth through you, and you couldn’t help the shy smile that crept onto your lips. Alcina cupped your face again, her thumb brushing over your cheek as she gazed at you with an intensity that made you feel like the only person in the world.

“Do you know how much I cherish you?” she asked, her tone almost reverent. “You are mine, my sweetest treasure, and I will never tire of indulging in you.”

She kissed you again, slower this time, her lips lingering on yours as if she wanted to savor every moment. When she pulled back, she pressed a kiss to your forehead, her smile soft and loving.

“Rest now, my pet,” she said, gathering you into her arms. “You’ve given me everything I need, and now it’s my turn to care for you.”

MÃE.

Fernanda Torres photographed by Sami Drasin for the Governors Awards.

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This was the first scene that came to mind when I saw that the wine was hitting Alcina hard (and I'm not here to complain, I loved it so much) @resident-lover thank you so much for this

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