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No because it's so dumb that Capcom decided to advertise her the most and then just toss her aside
It's frankly homophobic if you ask me...
Capcom:
They shut that shit down as soon as the game dropped T^T
Y/N, interviewing Lady Dimitrescu:
Y/N: Have you ever harmed animals?
Alcina: No, I would never.
Y/N: Have you hit any children?
Alcina: No way.
Y/N: Have you insulted any elders?
Alcina: No, no, never.
Y/N: So you are a good soul?
Alcina: For sure.
Y/N: What is the worst thing you have done in your life?
Alcina: Murdering people.
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
I just think this needs to be shared
https://youtu.be/6FMTmTWrSrE
So i made a Lady Dimitrescu shrine in roblox..
Yeah. i did. why? i searched it up, there were no shrines for Lady D and that offended me. so i thought if no one was going to do it, I will
Featuring:
A dead maiden as a sacrifice for our beloved
roses for our beloved
a grave for ethan winters (because fuck canon amiright?) And the wine tasting room music. Oh. also, sogno
https://www.roblox.com/games/7386472881/Lady-Dimitrescu-Shrine
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
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?”