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imagine this is what you see in last seconds of your life
published on DA in april 2 2022
"I don't have the strength to see you cry..."
CW: Scared Bela. Abandonment (In A Way), A Healthy Seasoning of Angst
Bela steps in, beaming, eager to inform you about the conclusion of her novel. When she steps in and finds you sobbing, she becomes a little alarmed. “Y-Y/N?” You're lying on the floor, sobbing over something Bela can't quite put her finger on.
“Would you like to me to get mother?” “No...it’s fine…” “I’ll leave you be then.”
Before stepping toward the door, she attempts a feeble grin.
“No...don’t go…” “Y/N...I don't have the strength to see you cry…I’m sorry...”
She opens the door and looks back at you. "I promise you will heal." She shuts the door behind her before thunking her head against it.
“If only I were strong.”
"You're the only thing I think I got right."
Source
CW: Happy Crying Romantic Daniela
Daniela and you take a stroll around the vineyard at Castle Dimitrescu. She grips your hand firmly. You two were laughing and smiling together while talking about nothing. Daniela then falls quiet.
“Dani?” “You know…You're the only thing I think I got right.”
When you glance at her, you notice tears welling up in her eyes. “Daniela? What's the matter?" She wipes the tears from her eyes and smiles warmly at you. "You are literally the most amazing person on the planet! And I'm happy to call you mine." She kisses your forehead before taking both of your hands in her own.
“You are so gorgeous, and smart, and you’re so fucking hilarious and-”
With a passionate kiss, you cut short her words. When you do this, it catches her by surprise, and you both fall to the ground. As she drapes her arms around your neck, you can feel the pleasant smile on her lips. When you break the kiss, you both speak at the same time, the same sentence leaving your lips.
“I love you.”
"Everything was fine until you came around."
CW: Angry but Soft Bela
“Bela, you’re not that good at hiding your emotions from me...You know that right?” “Everything was fine until you came around.” “What?” “You heard me, Y/N.”
She raises her head from her book before tossing it on the ground. "You entered the palace and concluded that I was what you want." You have a puzzled expression on your face as you stare at her. "B, that wasn't a choice... It occurred randomly, darlin-"
“Don’t call me darling, Y/N!”
You fall silent as you stare at her. Her expression is a combination of rage and perplexity. But you could sense awe in her eyes.
“I don’t know how to deal with this. This...feeling.” “What does is the feeling?” “I don’t know, Y/N!” “Explain it.”
She gives you the softest look she can muster. "It's soft...and warm." It's soft and warm, and it's nice." You turn to face her, raising her head to your level. You give her a gentle look.
“That’s what love feels like.”
"Why am I easy for you to forget like that?"
CW: Post Break-Up, Angst, Coffee Shop AU
You walk into your local coffee shop. You absolutely despised going on Wednesdays at this specific time because,
“Good morning, love. The usual?” “Daniela, you left me two months ago.” “Yes, I know.”
She rolls her eyes as she prepares your coffee, just the way you like it. "Do Wednesdays still strike you as hard as they did before without me?" Daniela gave you a sly grin. She has no right to say that! "Please, Daniela, don't start this shit. I'm not in the mood."
"When my lips were on you, Wednesdays weren't so unpleasant." “Daniela.” “Sorry! I can’t help but flirt!”
Your card is clenched between your fingers. "I'm done with you, Daniela. You abandoned me, and it hurt." Before she sighs, her eyes dilate. "Yes, I'm aware, and I apologize." She had a genuine look on her face.
“Give me the goddamn coffee so I can forget you for the week.”
She instantly snatches the coffee back, looking at you with a broad-eyed expression. Tears slowly start to well up in her eyes. “Why am I easy for you to forget like that? You just get your coffee and my face vanishes from your mind?” She clutches it in her fingers. You see the cup start to bend.
“Ideally, but that doesn’t happen, now does it? I still come back here.” “You are so full of shit!” “Says the one who left in the fucking first place!”
The lid of the cup pops off and the coffee splashes out. The two of you made a scene. Exactly what you needed this morning. “Look what you did, Daniela!” She throws the cup down and when she looks at you, it is pure hatred. She throws down the apron. She walks out of the cafe, and disappears in the middle of the road in an angry swarm of flies.
"Please don't leave me alone..."
CW: Mentions of Carmilla
The two of you were having your regular afternoon in her room. The two of you would read together and you’d head back to your room and sleep for the night. But tonight that energy was a bit...off.
The two of you started a new book, Carmilla. It’s about a vampire named Mircalla Karnstein who feeds on young women. You’d heard the maidens around the castle talking about how the daughters are just like her. You didn’t see that as a bad thing but Bela did, apparently.
After a brief conversation on why not to read the book, you are thoroughly convinced not to read the book. You go to put the book back in the library until Bela’s voice sounds behind you.
“Please don’t leave me alone..” “What?” “I don’t want any of the maidens to murder me while you’re gone.” “And why would they do that?” “Because I’m like Carmilla…”
You discard the book to the floor, walking towards Bela. You take her into your arms, kissing her forehead. “You have nothing to worry about. Nothing to be scared about. Alcina nor your sisters would let something like that happen to you.” She nuzzles into your embrace, completely forgetting about the book.
This reminds me of Bela...it just...
Imagine Bela trying on Lady Dimitrescu's old clothes and finding out that they fit the curves of her body perfectly. She uses her hairbrush as a microphone and this song comes on. She starts dancing and singing. She pulls you up off the bed to dance with her. With the blessing of having Lady Dimitrescu as her mother, her voice is amazing.
Just...imagine.
“I don’t want to let them go...”
CW: Just a dash of Angst.
“I don’t want to let them go…” Daniela sobs as she looks down at your battered body. Alcina had a maid tend to all of your wounds, and Daniela was allowed to remain in the room with you to keep an eye on you.
“You won’t have to, my sweetling.” Alcina whispered, kissing Daniela’s forehead before leaving the two of you alone. You are barely conscious but you still have enough strength to tap Daniela’s hand. She lifts her eyes to meet your half-lidded gaze.
“What are you so upset about? Hm?” “You got really hurt, Y/N! I was worried about you!” “You have no need to be...I’m fine now…”
Her lip trembles as tears rise up in her eyes. “No...no tears...Come here.” She gets onto the bed with you, her head under your chin as she gently sobs against your chest.
Yet another Bela video I have saved
RE8 OC!
Out of pure boredom, I decided to show you all my RE8 OC!
He is a transman-thing be kind.
He also supposed to be...a...lot like me.
Name: Noir Addams
Birthday: February 26
Current Residence: The Addams Manor (Neighbour of House Dimitrescu)
Gender: Transgender Male (FtM)
Pronouns: He/They
Sexual Orientation: Queer
Nationality: British
Spoken Languages: English, Greek, French
Occupation: Poet
Rundown of Personality: A flirt. The Dictionary description of a DnD Bard.
Habits: Looks at nose a lot, shredding paper without thinking, biting lip, tugging at ear, fiddling with their rings and earrings.
Paired With: Bela Dimitrescu
That's what I got for now! Expect writing between Bela and Noir ^^ Or just random Bela content. Either one-
Me: I don't like blondes
Also Me:
Bela...my love.
Soft Alcina fluff
Maybe trader comes home, had a bad day and just curls up in bed and cries and Alcina finds her and then comforts her?
Of course, dear! Let me get that for you! I'm working on a new writing style so I apologize if it's a little wonky.
The day began in the same way as any other day would. You’d trade with the rich, the poor, the working class, and so on. But, today was...different. The energy was off somehow. Maybe you picked it up from a stranger on one of your trades or maybe it was the energy of the village waring you thin.
You return to the place you call home, House Dimitrescu. You’ve only been there for a couple of months. Since the day Lady Dimitrescu courted you that one evening while you were having tea.
You silently walk in, the ill mood weighing on you.
“Afternoon Y/N! You’re in a bit early, hm?” Daniela says with a bright smile. When she sees your expression, her grin fades. “Oh...What happened?”
You turn to the youngest sister and shake your head, indicating that you are unable to speak. She gives a nod and then vanishes in a swarm of flies. After a leisurely tired walk, you arrive to the room you share with your beloved. You drop all of your things and collapse onto the enormous bed.
Tears well up in your eyes all of a sudden. At first, it was slow and silent. When your sobs start to follow, they fall harder.
You don’t know why you’re sobbing. The sheets were infused with your beloved's fading aroma.
“I barely heard you come in, draga mea.”
She emerges from the bathroom, a thin blood crimson cloth trailing behind her as she approaches your curled form. She cradles you in her arms, wiping away the tears that have begun to well up in your eyes.
“What is the matter, dragă?” She speaks softly as she kisses your forehead with the gentlest of kisses. You nuzzle closer to her soft skin as you shake your head. Alcina strokes your back softly, whispering the sweetest comfort to you.
“You can tell me when you’re ready, draga mea. Or you don’t have to tell me at all.” She breathes into your hair softly. You ultimately tell her everything when you're ready. You explain everything and she listens fully, granting you her full attention. She kisses your forehead gently before speaking once more.
“It’s okay, draga mea. Let's get you out of these garments, and I'll summon a maiden for you. Your favourite tea is F/T, yes?”