Hobby: I play PTN, MLBB, Genshin and Valorant but not the best at them haha. ( Currently stuck in Bronze...) Writing and Reading.
Request ?
Not taking any yet until I get comfortable with writing.
Allow me to Clarify myself, I do not write smut.
Who do I write for ?
Hazbin Hotel -> Carmilla, Velvette and Sera (debating)
RE8/village -> Lady Dimitrescu
Genshin (coming soon) -> Ningguang, La Signora, etc
As much as I love to read other fandoms like Marvel, PTN, Descendants, Valorant, movies by Angelina Jolie, Scarlett Johansson, Elizabeth Olsen, Charlize Theron, Cate Blanchett, Eva Green and Others. I don't think I'm ready to write for any of them.
Dating or even finding love had never crossed your mind ever since you became a sinner in hell. Especially not the Fashion Overlord.
You worked for the Vees, well mainly for Vox. You were somewhat a Secretary/Runner for Vox.
You did his papers and organised his meetings with other overlords especially the weapon dealing overlord which always gets rescheduled by your own boss.
Being the Runner meant you always had to be on standby wherever or whenever you were.
If Valentino needed anything from Vox, you'll be there to deliver it to him. If Vox needed his reports before the morning, you must have it. If He needs his ego to be boosted? You're to be praising him.
While for Velvette, you'd never met the Queen of Fashion in person. If she needed anything, you'd only give the items to her own Secretary, Melissa. Only then would it be delivered to her. You have seen the girl occasionally in the lobby. She's either always followed by her loyal subordinates or swarmed by paparazzi.
When you first met Velvette. It wasn't in the prettiest moment to say the least.
That day, Vox had needed you to drop different types of textures and colours of Fabrics off at Velvette's office. You tried Calling Mellisa out but she was caught in Velvette's mid crisis. So you had no choice but to enter the studio yourself.
To say the Studio was a mess was an understatement.
It was a Disaster.
Models running around in half finished clothing. Fashionistas wrecked their brains for Ideas.
The cameras flashed left and right, the lighting shone so bright it could blind sinners in less than a second.
In the middle of the Chaos stood Velvette herself. Screaming demands left and right while scrolling through her phone. Eyes flickering upwards when demons presented themselves in different designs.
" No, No, absolute Hideous, Disgusting, No " She shook her head as she went through the line of models. Her patience wearing thin as none were giving her what she wanted.
" Ugh! I asked for high statement not whatever the fuck this is ?!" She screamed at the now trembling models.
" Start over !" She snapped before rubbing her temples.
You should've minded your own business.
Instead without much thought, you spoke " I think that could do. It could go along with that piece over there."
The room was dead silent.
Slowly, Velvette turned to you. Her eyes scanned you critically. Arms crossed with an arched eyebrow.
" Oh? " She said " Who the fuck are you? "
That's how it started.
Dating Velvette was... Something
You've been together with her for almost a year now. At first, you thought being with her meant you'll be in the center of attention due to Velvette's fame.
To your surprise, you weren't. She kept your relationship a secret until when you were ready only then did she post small things about you.
When you hold her hand.
When you made lunch for her.
When you kiss her on the cheek which isn't very visible in pictures of who you are or what you look like.
She wasn't as flashy as you thought and always used a soft tone when talking to you. She was more of herself when with her favourite person.
Your morning usually starts with spending most of your time in bed being cuddled by Velvette. Then comes your routine and both of you would be off to work.
Being with Velvette didn't mean you'd quit your job even though she tried to convince you that she could support the both of you cuz she's rich. She even went as far as to ask Vox to fire you a few times but it never works since Vox finds you quite useful.
Today was different. You felt it instantly when you heard crashing and screaming from a few floors up.
Valentino was having a breakdown.
Your phone buzzed a few minutes later. You glanced down at your phone to see a video call.
' Doll ♥️ '.
It was Velvette.
You barely answered before her voice cut in. Her tone was tight and mostly likely shaking in anger.
" Hey, babe " She said too sweetly. You could feel her jaw tighten somehow. " Quick question, my love. How do you feel about modelling?"
You stiffened, " Why? "
" Valentino thought It would be the best time to throw a tantrum in my studio- DAMN IT VALENTINO " Velvette was cut off as a loud crash was heard in the background. You could visibly see Valentino throwing things around along with some models. You could feel Velvette's pressure behind the camera.
" I have a new Collection coming out in a few hours! And you know I don't have all day to wait for those bitches to get themselves back together " She spat out as she glared at which you assumed were the piles of her broken and detached models.
She sighs, " so I need you " She gave her best pleading eyes through the phone " please ?"
You sigh, contemplating whether to do it or not. You decided to give in, " Define Modelling "
You could hear a sigh of relief from Velvette. " It's just a few photos in the latest collections and you're done for the day. " She thought for a while to make sure it was all and when it was. She looked back into the camera, her eyes held hope.
You pondered slightly. This was a chance to see your girlfriend working in real time so why not ? " Fine " You murmured to yourself which Velvette surprisingly caught on.
Her smile widened, " Thank you, Darling! I promise I'll reward you sweetly~ " She teases before giving an air kiss to the screen. " I'll see you in 5, my love "
You smiled to yourself as you recalled the conversation without knowing your cheeks heating up slightly. Looking at your watch, you only had a matter of time before Velvette started coming down to your office by herself.
Her Studio was a mess like always with her workers trying not to trip over their own feet. Velvette stood in the middle of it all, breathtaking as always.
She was barking orders left and right until her eyes met yours. It felt like time slowed when she started strutting towards you. No one dared bump into her even when they were running.
" You're here, my love. " She pulled you into a kiss, not caring if everyone was watching. When she pulled away, she quickly glared at whoever was still watching their interactions. The workers were immediately spooked and ran off to finish their work.
" As much as I adore you, darling, let's get to work, shall we ?"
She held out a hand to you. You take it without hesitation.
It has been hours and Velvette has been stuck between outfits. She had been demanding her staff and rummaging clothes through her whole set. You started to worry for her as she seemed overwhelmed.
" Is everything alright, Vel ?"
She sighs, disapproving the 30th outfit of her collection that her worker had dressed you in. Her face was scrunched up in distaste.
“ No, no, it’s not you, darling. You’re divine. It’s the outfit. It’s just… not giving what it’s supposed to give. "
She rubs her temples before regaining her composure.
An Idea pops into your head.
" Why not switch this up with something shimmery ? The top could do with some white and laces too?" You suggested to your lover as she slowly pieces your idea together. You could visibly see her eyes light up when her brain was done with processing.
" You’re a bloody genius, love.”
Before you can respond, she leans in and presses a quick, warm kiss to your cheek — lipstick barely smudging your skin.
Then she spins away just as fast.
“Oi! Models!” she snaps, clapping once. “New direction. We're doing it their way ! Changes from head to toe. If y'all don't get it done by the next 30 mins. You better hope your limbs are attached when you're done. Understood?”
The room jolts into motion.
Assistants rush to adjust lights. Stylists redo collars. The energy shifts instantly.
Velvette's attention immediately switches to you.
Her expression softens.
She walks back, lowering her voice.
“Don’t wander off.”
Her fingers hook lightly into your sleeve, tugging you closer.
“I fully intend to reward that brilliant brain of yours after the shoot.”
Her thumb brushes your cheek where she kissed you earlier. Fingers tracing her faint lipstick as her eyes follow. Her eyes darts back into yours.
“And I promise,” she murmurs, smirking, “it won’t be subtle.”
Summary : You realised one of the girls couldn't sleep so you decided to take matters into your own hands. You even earned a spot in their heart.
Notes : This isn't exactly a full Carmilla with Reader. It's more of Odette with the Reader. ( PLANTONIC! ) It was originally an old Idea for AJ but I decided to put it for Carmilla now.
It has been almost 2 years since you started dating the weapon dealing overloaded, Carmilla Carmine.
At first, It wasn't particularly easy to get in contact with Carmilla herself moreover her daughters even as a worker in the Carmine factory.
As months go by with working in the factory and also perks for being friends with one of her most trusted colleagues, you have finally met the infamous weapon dealer. Things weren't exactly as smooth at first but slowly she opened up, the relationship bloomed.
It took her more than a year only then did she trust you fully to even introduce you to her daughters.
The girls were thrilled when they knew of your relationship with their mother. You had gained both their trust in a matter of time. You loved them like they were your own.
They always called you by your name with respect. Although Clara being the youngest and more easy going girl had started calling you mom which you didn't mind. You loved how Clara sees you as a mother figure.
Odette on the other hand, prefers to call you by name. It didn't bother you as you knew her feelings. Just because a woman is dating her own mother doesn't mean she has to call her that title right away. It takes years of trust and you're willing to wait.
Today was quite hectic, Carmilla had worked later than usual because of the chaos velvette had created during the meeting. The girls had faced a few challenges when they were out delivering angelic weapons. When they came back, they were exhausted. It was lights out for all of them when they finished dinner along with a quick bath.
Tonight you were particularly parched. It was almost 3 in the morning yet when you walked downstairs, you could see that the kitchen lights were on. At first, you thought it was an imp or demon that had broken in but Carmilla's house is one of the most secured places in hell. You slowly creep down the stairs to get a better look on whoever it was. It was Odette working on some papers.
" Odette, what are you doing up at this time ?" You called out to the girl.
When the girl finally registered your presence and lifted her head, you could see the visible eye bags under her eyes.
" Couldn't sleep so I decided to organise the deliveries for tomorrow and help mom out with some of her work." Odette whispers loud enough for you to hear as she pushes the papers left and right, showing her progress.
There were papers scattered everywhere on the counter top. You smiled warmly at her. For her age, she was quite responsible and hard working like her mom. Making your way to her side, you hesitantly place a hand on her shoulder which you could feel her tense up immediately but relax slightly.
Her eyes showed signs of tiredness yet she was restless.
" Do you need anything ?" She shook her head.
Deciding not to take no for an answer. You made your way to the cabinet to pull out a cup. " Why don't I brew you a cup of tea. "
You could see her eyes widen slightly, " there's no need for that, Y/n. "
" I insist, it'll help you sleep better. " You stirred the hot cup of tea. You gently blew the tea as you made your way back to her side.
" Here, Take a sip. It'll help you relax. " You encourage her, you could see the hesitation when her eyes flicker between the cup and you. Once she held the cup in her hands, she took tiny sips to ensure it wasn't too hot. It was visible to see that the tea worked its magic when you saw how her shoulder started to drop and loosen.
" Is it to your liking ?"
She nodded, " Yes, thank you. " She gave you a grateful smile as she continued on with the drink.
While she drank, you decided to clean the papers on the island. You organised them in categories and placed them in stacks. When you saw Odette being done with the tea, you took the cup and placed it in the sink to wash in the morning.
You gently took her hand, " come on, let's get you to bed. " You guided the girl out of the kitchen and up the stairs before she could protest.
Once, you arrived at Odette's bedroom. You gently laid the tired girl down and tucked her in. You were about to leave when a soft hand pulled your wrist.
" Could you stay, please ?" She asked hesitantly with pleading eyes. You nodded and sat on the edge of her bed, she placed her head on your lap so you decided to stroke her cheeks and play with her hair. " Goodnight, mom " Odette muttered as sleep finally took her. Your hands paused as you questioned yourself if you heard it correctly. Once you came back to your senses, you couldn't contain your excitement, " Good night, my swan. " You kissed her forehead before drifting off.
No one had realised the presence of a platinum haired demon leaning against the door. Her eldest daughter had finally fallen asleep peacefully from the help of her girlfriend. Her heart swelled when she heard her daughter use the title. She knew she had found her perfect partner, future mother of her kids. She took her phone out and took many pictures and instantly changed her wallpaper before making her way to your side. Taking the blanket and covering you fully with it.
Summary : Your Alcina's right hand but what happens when you get terribly sick and the girls take over. Tricks were played until you showed up to stop them.
The annual meeting was one of the most important when it comes to the lords. Normally, you'd be the one to help out Alcina when things don't go as planned.
You were her right hand. Her lover.
Unfortunately, you had caught a cold during the winter season. Your voice was barely a whisper and your body ached. Alcina had offered to stay and cancel the meet but you insisted you'd be fine. That she should go on without your help and bring the girls to help out.
That was the worst mistake.
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In the Grand Halls of Castle Dimitrescu, chaos erupted.
Bella sat innocently at the table with a wicked smile. Her flies had flown around Heisenberg, who was now trying his best to swat the flies away while some stuffed glitter in his coat and hat. When Heisenberg brought his hat up, he was met with a splash of glitter to the face which added more joy to the girls. Heisenberg cursed loudly.
Cassandra, on the other hand, had somehow made Moreau cower in fear from the girl. Daniella laughed as she threw Angie around like a mere toy while Donna tried to save her companion.
Alcinas patience was wearing thin. The girls were playing on thin ice and they weren't planning to stop anytime. Enjoying causing chaos.
Taking a deep breath, " Girls, stop. "
Alcina tried her best to not lose composure, her brows were creased and her jaw tightened when the girl ignored her.
Bela's smirk widened. Cassandra rolled her eyes. Daniella laughed louder.
" Girls... "
Your voice, barely a whisper. They froze.
Everyone turned towards the door, to see you. A maid by your side holding you as if you'd shatter into millions when she lets go. You were shivering even when the castle had been made warmer than usual. Your breathing was shallow, but your eyes were trained on them, tired and disappointed.
The daughters immediately sat into their own chairs, quietly. Bela's expression showed guilt. Cassandra couldn't even meet your eyes. Daniella quickly made her way beside you with a worried expression.
You looked to the rest of the table.
The lords quietly showed their gratitude with small smiles, nods of understanding and quite thanks.
Your wife, Alcina shown concern. She was beside you in a heartbeat. Gently, she brought you into her arms.
" You shouldn't be out of bed. " She lightly scolded, her voice wavering slightly. " What were you thinking ?"
Your attempt to laugh failed as it became a fit of cough which echoed throughout the room. " I was thinking that you needed help." You tried your best to give her a smile.
" Someone had to stop them " You glanced at the girls who seems have deeply regretted their actions.
" The meeting ends here. " Alcina announced sternly, eyes sharp as she glanced around the room. " We'll reconvene once my wife is well again. Any objections?"
The lords nodded their heads.
As Alcina walks through the castle with you in her arms. Her daughters trailed behind, silently. They knew they'd cross the line. But for now, you'll be their priority to care for.
When Alcina found you passed out in her arms, she gently rubbed circles around your fevered temple.
You weren't anyone important. A simple maid doing her job in the dark shadows of The Dimitrescu Castle. That was until she tasted your blood.
She was addicted.
You weren’t sure what she saw in it. It was just blood, no ? To her, it was her lifeline. After that, your fate was sealed. No longer a servant. No longer free. You were swept into the softest silk and the most exquisite gowns ever tailored by hand. You were officially her bride.
Her daughters, Bela, Cassandra and Daniella. They should've hated you but they couldn't. You were the kindest in the maids. You had common interest with the girls and supported whatever they did. You were like they're second mother. The one that can only calm the fire in them. That was what they saw in you.
But everything change when he entered.
Ethan Winters.
You saw it all. How the girls tore into Ethan with their Sickles. The way he was dragged into Alcina's office. You never wanted to mess with their business but something pulled you towards the door.
You followed them. Silently. Hesitantly.
You watched Lady Dimitrescu lean over his broken form, talons trailing his jaw before her lips met the wound in his hand. Her eyes fluttered shut as she drank.
And you felt it—jealousy.
She had spoken how stale his blood was. Yet, she drank it with her eyes closed.
You left without another glance.
You walked through the endless halls with a feeling of void. You were only her blood bag so why were you feeling these emotions of betrayal.
Without notice, you had started to avoid her. When she called for help, another maid came to aid her instead. When she wanted to spend her free time with you, you busied yourself with helping other servants with their task or played with her daughters. At night, you requested to sleep in another wing of the castle.
She didn't mind it as much. She had work to be done and you were new to this. As days goes by, she started to become impatient. She needed you.
The next night, she found you near the balcony, staring at the starry night. You were lost in thoughts. You didn't even notice her approach.
" Darling "
You didn't answer.
She frown.
When you turned to walk away. Her patience snapped. She was tired of you running away. She grabbed you like you were the lightest thing in the room and carried you to her office. Locking the door, she set you down on her desk. Towering over you as she took place between your legs.
" Running away, my love ?" She raised an eyebrow at you. " Have I done something wrong ?" Her tone soft as her hand gripped your jaw gently, trying to turn you to face her.
You struggled, cheeks hot " Let me go... "
Your tiny hands tried to push her larger ones away which was quickly swatted away by her other hand.
" No " Her tone sharpened slightly. " You've been avoiding me and I believe I had the right to know why "
You finally freed yourself from her grip. Turning to the side, you crossed your hands above your chest.
" Maybe you should rethink your actions a few days ago. " You huffed.
Alcina was confused before it finally clicked her. You were jealous.
With a slight smirk, " you're jealous " she teased.
Your cheeks brighten up slightly as your composure broke, " n-no I'm not !"
She chuckled as she leaned in.
" Dearest, you're jealous of that moldy rat ?" She grabbed.
" You drank from him " You gave her a frown.
" Yes, I did " she corrected which depend your frown. " And I regretted it deeply. You're the only one I crave, my sweet "
You refused to meet her eye. So, she knelt down and looked up into yours. With a gentle knudge of her fingers, your eyes met hers.
" I'm sorry, my treasure. It'll never happen again. "
Without another second, you wrapped your arms around her neck. She smiled gently before cradling you into her arms.
" You're mine. " Her lips grazed your neck. " I love this side of you. How adorable you are when you're jealous. "
" Don't tease " you whined.
She chuckled before diving in to meet your lips. The kiss wasn't rushed. It was slow and passionate.
From behind the door, you could hear giggles. The door cracked open as three heads peek in. The girls had a knowing look.
" Mother~" Cassandra teased with a grin. " Ha ! Told ya, she was jealous " another high pitch voice spoke, Daniella as she pointed to the obvious.
You groaned into Alcina which made her smile at this. Trying to hide from embarrassment.
Before the teasing could continue, Bella spoke with a smile, " let's let them be. "
She ushered Cassandra out as she dragged Daniella by the arm. When the door closes shut, Alcina's attention went back to you.
" It seems I have you all to myself, my jealous little bunny. "
Scream rain wasn't the only thing that would be screaming into her ears today and she knew it. After the visit of Charlie and Vaggie, she knew you weren't far from her factory. She could feel the tension in the air, your presence was near and so was your fury.
The minute the door of the factory slammed open, revealing her furious lover. She knew it was going to be a long fight. It was evident her employees were terrified of your presence right now as they scattered away to make space for you to storm into Carmilla's office.
You shoved open the door to her office to see Carmilla doing paperwork at her table. Calm and Composed.
" Querida- " She didn't even look up and something in you broke loose.
" DON'T DARLING ME CARMILLA CARMINE. WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS !? "
Your voice echoed throughout the whole factory. Employees who were downstairs jumped the second they heard your outburst. Taking a deep breath, Carmilla looked up into your filled rage of eyes.
" Lower your voice. " Carmilla stood up straight.
You laughed bitterly, " No, no, no. You don't get to tell me that. No, not after pulling some stupid deal like this. " Your hands gestured sharply to the weapon being made downstairs. " You made a deal with Vox. VOX ?! " Each word said, you stepped closer until you stood in front of her desk.
" After everything he's done. After what he represents. You still made a deal with him. Especially after looking into my eyes and promising- " Your voice cracked. Your vision's blurry. " -you'd never make decisions like this before talking to me. " You place your right hand on top of your heart. The ring on your finger shines bright.
" Your fiancée. "
Her jaw tightened.
" I did what I had to do "
You let out another cold, bitter laugh. " That's bullshit and you know it "
Her eyes sharpened, fist balled.
" Watch your tone "
" Or what ?" You bite at her.
Silence took over the room. Not long after, you could hear Carmilla's heel clicking as she slowly walked towards you.
" This deal will keep people alive, " She says coldly. " My people. My daughters. You, mi amor. " Her eyes softened slightly as she spoke. " How will we be guaranteed safety when Vox just declared a war against Heaven." Carmilla turned on her heels as she returned to her seat.
" The hotel works. Why can't you just understand this ? Why can't you just trust me ?! "
Carmilla looked away and for once couldn't meet your eyes.
" I can't risk losing you or the girls. " Carmilla spoke, her voice raw.
" You already did. " Your voice broke. Carmilla's eyes widened in fear. She wanted to reach out but you took a step back.
" You lost me when you chose Vox over me, over Charlie And everything we've built. " You glared at her.
" You think this was easy ? " Carmilla snaps as her large hands slam her desk. Her eyes shone redder. " You think I don't hate myself for agreeing ?!"
" Then why agree ?"
" If I don't, he would find a way or another. I don't want him to take advantage of anyone I love." Carmilla spoke as she messages her temple.
" I'm sorry. "
You looked down, knowing she wouldn't change her mind. You balled your fist with frustration before turning for the door.
" Y/n- "
" Don't. I need a moment. " You glared at her over your shoulders before fully closing the door.
Carmilla cursed at herself but she couldn't do anything. She wanted to run after you but she had to be prepared. War was coming.
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