SFW agere

Bela, Daniela and Cassandra are her babies with teeth. They can take care of themselves to a big degree (I pretend like they're all still together). But Alcina wants a baby. She would LOVE a tiny one!! Someone who can't really protect themselves (she sees all humans as defenseless anyways, so if she has a regressor, she WILL carry you around- just saying)

Now if we're going by canon, she does yell at Ethan Winters "How dare you talk about saving your daughter when you murdered mine?!" And this is also something to consider I think!!!! Because if we go with canon Alcina (before he kills her) she's a grieving mother due to him taking out Bela, Daniela, and Cassandra. And I don't think she'd rush into getting someone new because in her eyes, nobody can replace her girls.

BUT (back to my hc where everyone survives the attack) if she did stumble across a regressor like a few months after, then she'd be anxious. Anxious but definitely protective tho!! Like Ethan got to 3 of her kids and now she has a new one to protect and love all over again. She's carrying you 100% of the time. And when she's not doing that, you're in her room in the heart of the castle. Nowhere near outside or the outer rooms. Definitely near no secret passageways that anyone can get through. If anyone gets to you, it's through her. You are in her line of sight like 24/7. She does not play about that.

Lady Dimitrescu is totally alive and well in my headcannon and she still has her daughters and they're happy in their castle :P She just wants a regressor to join the family ^^

The lady has a BASSINET for goodness sake!!! You can't look at me and tell me she doesn't want a baby 🫵🤨

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You had a hard time adjusting as a new Lord, still trying to wrap your head around everything that has happened to you in such a short period of time, being poked and prodded at by Miranda until she had completed her experiments, noting you down as an unfit vessel before she gave you a rather big land in the village as she saw some potential in your ability to control the earth beneath your feet, growing strong and gigantic tendrils in mere seconds that bend to your every will.

Miranda has high expectations for her children and you are no exception, giving you tasks over tasks so your mind and body get barely any rest since one of the side effects of the Cadou in your body is that your brain reverts back to the mindset of a child in certain times, which is the last thing Miranda also has to worry about.

So, every time after Miranda gathers her children together she would give you a new task before you could even take a step to leave and Alcina ever the observer, watches how your shoulders sag as you approach Miranda, the fatigue clear in your every expression.

Alcina has noticed that you are somehow the only one that gets bombarded with one task after another, more than any of the others and they have been there long before you, and decided to confront you about it by inviting you into her castle, giving you no choice to decline.

You’re practically dragging your feet, finding it hard to keep up with her, the pathway under your feet blooming and blossoming before dying again when you’re too far away until your feet finally hit the stone floor inside the Dimitrescu castle.

It’s funny in a way, you’ve been here for a few weeks now and never once have been even near the other Lords' homes, not bothering to think about it given the fact that you neither had time and haven’t been asked to, so you take in the castles interior with wide-eyed wonder.

You startle when her daughters suddenly appear around you, eying you skeptically before Alcina tells them to leave you alone and motions you to follow her towards her private chambers with a soft smile.

She opens the door for you to step in first, closing it behind her again with an audible click. "Come, have a seat, little one." She gestures to one of the armchairs.

The nickname has your chest feeling warm in a comforting way, this has been the most gentle anyone has spoken to you for weeks and it’s almost dizzying.

You carefully sit down on the cushion, your hands fiddling nervously in your lap as you speak up in a meek voice. "You have a nice home, Lady Dimitrescu."

"Oh, please call me Alcina. We are family now, after all." She smiles, sitting down in the chair opposite you with her hands clasped over another. "I’m glad you agreed to come here. You’re much more of a pleasure to be around with than the rest of our…siblings."

You lift your head at her words, a faint smile forming on your face. "Thank you for inviting me…I didn’t know if you and the others see each other when it’s not for Mother Miranda."

"It’s rare. We all have our duties and sometimes can’t get along very well or see things different but you…are something else entirely, something so precious and delicate like the flowers you can grow in your very palms." She says, reaching out to grab one of your hands in her gloved one, turning it over to run her fingers over your palm, noting the way your fingertips are colored in a deep green. "Would you mind showing me?"

At her request, you begin to grow a red rose in your hand that matches her lipstick, closing your fist around the stem of the rose to hold it out to her. "Here. You can have it."

Alcina gasps softly. "Why thank you, sweet one. It’s beautiful, like its creator." She comments, smelling on the rose as she leans back in her seat while your face flushes slightly at her compliment.

"Is that why you asked me to come here?" You finally have the courage to ask, watching her place the rose carefully on the table beside her to grab her goblet filled with blood.

"Not entirely." She admits, taking a sip from her goblet with a satisfied hum. "I’ve watched you ever since Mother Miranda introduced you to the family and I’ve been worrying how you settle in so far."

You tilt your head slightly in surprise, not even Miranda has cared enough to ask if you’re doing alright or if the tasks she gives you are too much to handle, and now hearing someone genuinely asking about your wellbeing has you feeling small and rather safe.

"I-I…is um, is a lot." You murmur, looking down at your hands as if preparing for a scolding of disappointment. "M’grateful for Mother Miranda’s gift but…sometimes I feel lonely in my greenhouse."

Alcina understands you more than anyone. Loneliness is the reason she created her daughters, to have someone to take care of and love like her own, and in a way you remind her them, sensing your need for simple affection ever since you became one of the Lords.

As you share your troubled thoughts, you didn’t realize that a stray tear has rolled down your cheek, all your emotions bubbling up after trying to suppress them for a long time, and jolt in your chair when Alcina daps at your cheek with a clean napkin.

"There now." She coos, now taking both your hands to pull you up from your seat and lift you onto her lap in a sideways position.

You don’t protest or make a sound of discomfort and in fact release a long relieved sigh, feeling like a child all over again as you feel her arm go around your back to hold you close, letting out a few sniffles.

"Shh, it is alright, little one." She hushes you, her free hand reaching up to cradle the side of your face, turning it gently to look into your eyes. "Your safety is guaranteed in my castle. Nothing you might say or do will leave these halls."

You finally allow yourself to let loose, nuzzling your head against her collarbone while she runs her hand through your hair, carefully detangling any knots without hurting you as she cradles you almost like a newborn.

This is safest and most comfortable you’ve felt since you can remember, your hand grasping the fabric of her dress with all the strength you have left, breathing shakily against her cold skin as your eyes eventually flutter close.

He's incredibly protective !!!

Any slight change in your behavior will have him alert.

Checks up on you constantly ( Lots of "You doing okay?" and "What's wrong?")

He'll sit with you, regardless if you want to talk about your troubles or not, he just doesn't want you to be alone.

He'll offer distractions (Activities, snacks, books, etc), or try to crack a joke or two to lighten the mood.

Won't hesitate to bring you a drink.

"You need to go to bed."/"I think you need some sleep."

If you're out and about with him, he always makes sure you're holding his hand. If not, he'll reach his hand out for you.

"Don't walk behind me."/"Walk in front where I can see you."

He tucks you in at night.

He's very patient with you

He lets you run your course of being upset, lets you cry, lets you vent, and does his best to listen.

Will try to calm you down, he'll hold your hand or rub your back.

If you accidentally break something he'll immediately check to make sure you didn't get hurt in the process, followed by him reassuring you it's simply an item and can be rebought. (He probably will ask you to be more careful, especially if you did get hurt.)

While he can be more on the stern side, he'll never raise his voice at you.

If you are a constant apologizer, he'll reassure you that you haven't done anything wrong, therefore there's no need to apologize to him.

If you're struggling trying to do something, he'll let you try it yourself before wanting to step in; "I can help you with that."/"I've got that for you."

I'm a firm believer that Leon has bad days bc everyone does and that's okay

If he is having a bad day, he'll make sure you know that it's not because of you.

If he's struggling to get out of bed, he'll offer to watch TV with you, or let you color/play with toys on his bed while he lays down.

Sometimes he wants to be left alone; "Hey I need some rest today, okay?"/"I need to go lay down." It might be short, it most likely won't be a detailed explanation as he doesn't want you to feel worried/burdened with his troubles. If you ask if he's okay, he'll only say he's tired, and let you know he appreciates your concern.

If he comes out of his room, he'll immediately try to spring back into taking care of you; "Have you eaten anything?" "Are you feeling okay?"

Loves spending time with you

He loves having someone to take care of, it's very rewarding for him.

If you fall asleep on the couch, he'll carry you to your bed.

If you have a bad dream or can't sleep, he'll offer a spot on his bed, or he'll let you know he struggles to sleep too, and might grab some activities to do to wind you both down.

If you're crying or panicking/very anxious, he'll gently let you know that you're going to be okay, and open his arms to embrace you and let you listen to his heart beating. He might also repeat that you're going to be okay/nothing's going to happen to you.

Sometimes if he has a long mission/day at work, he'll accidentally fall asleep on the couch.

"You don't have to be strong today."

This one's self indulgent and very me-coded

If you're paranoid (me-), he'll reassure you--carefully and gently--that no one's coming to hurt you, and even if they are, he'd never let them come near you.

He'll always ensure that you know all the doors are locked.

Knows your triggers, if he notices you are slowly slipping into an episode or flare-up, he'll try to reroute you and keep you focusing on the present. (Will probably distract you by asking you to count something or asking you to help him.)

If you're worried someone's following you, he'll keep you close; "You don't have to worry about them, I've got my eye on them."

He will really really do his best to not fuel your paranoia, while also ensuring he doesn't slack on making you feel protected and safe. It's a very fine balance.

Checks your closet and under your bed for Monsters (people hiding, cameras, etc. he refers to them as Monsters.) "All clear, baby, you're safe to sleep."

If you're feeling too weary, he'll absolutely allow you to sleep in his bed.

You feel safe with him since you know he's a very light sleeper.

🔷️ Leon will hear one sniffle or sob and immediately investigate.

"What's the matter, baby? Having a tough time?"

He nods when you nod and pulls you into his chest to comfort you.

He lets you hold onto him for as long as you need. He does throw out some suggestions to see if he can get you up and feeling better.

"You wanna go on a little car ride with me?" He asks, to which you nod.

He picks you up and carries you to the door, taking your stuffies and blankets with him.

He buckles you into your seat, puts the blanket over you, and hands you your stuffie and begins to drive, playing the radio low. He drives around the block, you watch the lights, stars, traffic, and the peaceful calm of the night.

Once he notices you've calmed down and started to get a little tired, he begins to head back. He unbuckles you and carries you back inside.

"We need to get you cleaned up." He'll run the bath--a warm bath to keep you in that relaxed and sleepy state, just something to get you ready for bed. He gently washes your hair and rinses it, helps you brush it and afterwards brush your teeth. He washes your face and kisses your forehead.

You deny you're tired but he insists on getting you comfy in bed.

"I think you need some sleep. You've been through a lot today and need the rest."

He carries you to your bed, places your stuffie next to you and sits beside you. He plays soft music to help quiet your anxious thoughts and gives you another kiss on your forehead, telling you to sleep well.

"I'm sorry you're having such a rough time, baby. But I'm right here. I'll stay right here until you fall asleep."

Karl Heisenberg (wolf petre / agere)

Loves sleeping in a pile with the lycans — they’re warm and he feels safe when surrounded by soft fur and quiet growls.

Has a habit of gnawing on metal scraps or tools when teething/regressed, which drives the lycans crazy, he also bit lady D once, cried for hours after.

Lady D always scolds him gently after the “biting incident,” but he brings her half-mangled flowers as apology gifts.

Whines when thunder hits but insists “wolves don’t get scared,” even as he burrows under blankets.

His den smells like oil, leather, and wet dog — but it’s homey in its own weird way.

Lord Moreau (goldfish pet regressor, nonverbal, Lady D as cg)

Communicates mostly through bubbles, chirps, and happy flaps of his fins.

Lady D keeps a golden bowl the size of a jacuzzi in her sunroom; it’s got floating lilies and sunlight streaming through the glass.

She calls him “Guppy” and reads aloud to him while he swims in slow, lazy circles.

Loves being fed by hand — soft flakes, bits of fruit, even sprinkles of crushed cookies.

When sad, he hides beneath the plants until Lady D dips a hand in to pet the water gently and hum to him.

Ethan Winters (regresses to 5–8, The Duke as cg)

Duke calls him “my boy” and always has a blanket waiting near the fireplace for nap time.

Ethan helps him cook — mostly by stirring batter and sneaking tastes when he thinks Duke isn’t looking.

Constantly falls asleep mid-sentence against Duke’s belly. The man’s like a human weighted blanket.

Gets so proud when he makes something himself — like “baby’s first stew” or “Ethan’s Bread Disaster #6.”

When he has nightmares, Duke hums old traveler’s songs while rocking him gently in his arms.

Carlos Oliveira (regresses to 4–5, Jill as cg)

Runs up to everyone like “HI I’M CARLOS!” and Jill’s like “sweetheart, we’ve talked about this—”

Insists on wearing his little STARS badge on all his clothes.

Has “toy missions” where he saves stuffed animals from imaginary danger.

Jill lets him help “fix things,” but he mostly just holds the flashlight and talks the whole time.

Loves being carried — will cling like a koala while calling Jill “Mama, up!”

Jill Valentine (regresses to 2–4, Carlos as cg)

Babbling baby!! Her words come out as half sentences and giggles.

Carlos is ridiculously gentle with her — brushing her hair and calling her “princesa.”

She fusses whenever he leaves the room, so he learned to hum softly when he moves so she knows he’s still nearby.

Loves playing with toy police cars and building blocks, especially when Carlos joins in.

Gets pouty if she doesn’t get her way, but melts instantly if Carlos gives her forehead kisses.

Leon Kennedy (regresses to 4–6, Claire as cg)

Shy little guy who hides behind Claire when meeting new people.

Loves playing cops and robbers but always insists on being the cop because he wants to be the good guy.

Keeps his toy badge polished and ready at all times — “for duty, ma’am.”

Has a big stuffed Raccoon City Police raccoon he takes everywhere.

When he’s sleepy, Claire tucks him in with her old leather jacket — smells like home.

Nicholai Zinoviev (regresses to 3–5, puppy pet regressor, Mikhail as cg)

Total teething pup — chews on sleeves, shoelaces, anything rubbery.

Mikhail always carries spare chew rings just for him.

Likes head pats and belly rubs but only from Mikhail.

Gets jealous if Mikhail pays attention to anyone else; little growls and pouts ensue.

When overtired, he curls up in Mikhail’s lap and falls asleep mid-whimper.

Albert Wesker (secret regressor 2–4, Ada as cg)

Pretends he’s working even while clearly playing with toy test tubes full of colored water.

Ada humors him completely — she’ll call him “Professor” and ask for “the latest data,” and he beams.

Has a little white lab coat that Ada had custom-made for him.

When he’s small, he drops his usual tone and just clings to her quietly, thumb in mouth, mumbling “mummy…”

Ada never teases him about it. She just smooths his hair back and whispers, “Rest now, my clever boy.”