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zeroone-eleven · 3 months

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Power Naps; Donna Beneviento (Resident Lover)

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Requested? ❌

"Mananatili, sa iyong tabi mag damag."

"To stay, by your side for as long as can be."

Summary: Visiting your girlfriend, Professor!Donna in her office only to find her fast asleep. You try to wake her up, but she turns the tables and has you falling asleep with her on the sofa. It can't be comfortable, but with her trench coat draped over your shoulders you can't find it in yourself to fight the sleepiness off.

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

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A sigh leaves your lips as you spare another glance at your watch. You've spent the ast fifteen minutes knocking at the door to Donna's office in intervals but each attempt is greeted with silence. You're never impatient when it comes to your girlfriend, but right now your feet are starting to ache from how you've spent the past fifteen minutes standing outside the door and almost your whole day running around campus to help finalize your club's upcoming event.

You decide to knock once more, giving it another five minutes before you finally knock for the last time and open the door without an invitation- Letting yourself in before immediately shutting the door behind you.

The sight of Donna's office never fails to stop you in your tracks, you haven't been in here a lot but it's stark contrast to how the interior of her house looks like never ceases to surprise you. The walls are bland, and the shelves are empty except for a few volumes of botanical and toxicology texts. A singular file drawer stands behind her seat and the desk is barren except for the tests she's grading, a desk lamp, and a pen holder with a total of three pens in them.

It's said that the way an interior of a personal space is designed can tell you a lot about a person.

You take a moment to wonder why your girlfriend has her walls up so high whenever she's on campus.

You squint for a moment in the dim lighting, and it hits you that maybe your girlfriend wasn't giving you permission to enter her office simply because she wasn't currently in it. You wonder where she could be, you're sure that she's definitely done with her lectures at this hour- And she hasn't gone home yet because she had after all promised that she would drive you back to your dorm today once you were done with your respective responsibilities.

Your questioning thoughts don't cease until after you've looked to your side to find Donna laying on he back on her office sofa, her coat draped over her front- The iconic black trench coat, treated as a makeshift blanket. The sight almost makes you smile, but you take note of how Donna's using the arm rest as a pillow and you frown instead. That's gotta hurt.

You walk over to her side, kneeling on the carpeted floor before you gently brush her bangs away to place a gentle kiss on her forehead and on her scar separately.

"Mahal, wake up. It's almost 7 PM."

Donna's always been a light sleeper, so all it took was a gentle shake to her shoulder for her to start stirring in her slumber. She takes a deep breath before turning her head to face you, a gentle smile taking hold of her lips once her eyes adjust to the dimness of the room and she spots you by her side.

"Hello, Tesoro."

Donna takes your hand in hers and wastes no time in placing a kiss to the back of it. You feel her soft smile slowly shift into a grin when you chuckle at her actions.

"It's time to go home Donna, that couch can't be comfortable at all."

You move your hand to gently rest on her cheek, using your thumb to stroke skin in a gentle sweeping motion. Donna hums, her chest rises with a deep intake of air and her eyes flutter closed again.

"You are correct Tesoro. However, I believe I know of an immediate solution to this issue."

You're unable to get a word out before Donna moves quickly in a flash of black and grey, the next thing you know is that you're lying down on Donna and you're being readjusted so that the two of you can comfortably fit on the couch. A laugh escapes you as your girlfriend peppers your temple and your forehead in kisses.

Struggling against her grip was futile. So you choose to shift until you're comfortable before eventually calming down and just basking in how right it feels to be held in the Botanist's arms.

"We'll regret this when we wake up, I swear-"

Donna laughs without showing her teeth, eyes still remaining closed as if snatching you from the floor and onto the couch with her took no effort at all. She only shushes you before she stats to trace patterns on your back.

"Mia cara flore, that? Is a problem for future us. Right now I simply wish to share the silence and the serenity with you by my immediate side."

She places a lingering kiss to your lips, and you concede to her arguement with a contented hum before pulling away from her and settling down once again. You could never find it in your heart to deny Donna anything she asks for after all.

"A problem for future us. Agreed."

Donna adjusts her coat to cover your frame, the coat now acting as a blanket for the both of you to the best that it can as the ticking of the clock on her office wall lulls you both to sleep eventually.

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Translations:

Mahal - Literally translates to "Love" formally it is a word for the emotion, but it is also used as a pet name for a significant other.

Mia cara flore - My darling flower

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neos-schlond-poofa · 2 months

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no because. like around 17 times out of 20 loops donna HAS MEMORIES. like they can be clear or they can be fuzzy BUT THEY ARE THERE and she remembers how happy mc was with everyone else. like. she doesnt already have self confidence imagine knowing other people easily replaced you in other timelines SHE IS ANXIOUS 😭

(art by @dead-finch-420)

OKAY FOR SOME ODD REASON THE AUDIO IS DELAYED ON TUMBLR.

#resident lover #resident lover edit #resident evil #resident evil village #re8 #donna beneviento edit #donna beneviento #donna beneviento x mc

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xelinezeddiorsstuff · 4 months

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Basically yeah

#donna beneviento #donna beneviento x mc #resident lover spoilers #resident lover #re8

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celezztia · 17 days

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Taking a stab at writing, I haven’t done it in a while, but I want to help contribute a Professor! Vampire Donna AU and maybe in the future a few spicy one shots, because we are all thirsty.

(I will format this better as I go on, but do enjoy)

Professor! Donna x Fem reader

(May contain fluff, smut, angst in the future, but first chapter is sfw)

After many trials and tribulations, I had managed to score a scholarship to a college in Romania; Miranda’s All Girls University: though you hadn’t hear much of the campus aside from what the schools website conveyed, who are you to pass up an affordable education?

Had you stayed in America, you would spend years paying off these debts, but now your saved money was going towards travels, airplane tickets, apartment down payment and such .

You were the one that applied, got accepted and the first day of college you were ready.

Though as ready as you thought you were, your new life was far more interesting than you had imagined.

You signed up for a Botany course, a few math and English, and an elective in theater. You figured your years in high school being a techie would come in handy.

The professors were fairly bearable, though the Art History professor was quite striking. Intimidating and cold, but as long as you listened, she never really called you out to answer.

Now as you walk towards your Botany class, you pushed the heavy doors open, grunting a bit as you pushed it open.

It was a vast room, build almost like a media center with levels of desks that led down to the board and desk where the professor sat. She was scanning a stack of papers , a pair of red reading glasses hanging off her nose.

You decide to sit in the front of the classroom; mainly because you did always enjoy the sciences, even if you were more right brained.

The room filled slowly, and a few students began talking quietly to one another, the sound of pencils tapping against the desks.

A group of girls came in together, laughing and chatting.

You clicked your phone open, looking at it for the time.

8:02.

The professor sat at her desk, unmoving from her papers as she spoke.

“Do try to enter here in a graceful manner, class had already begun.” She said curtly, her nose crinkling as she continued to read paperwork. The girls quieted down and dispersed among the classroom.

As they sat down, the older woman stood, pushing her glasses back onto her head.

She was quite tall, slender, dressed in all black; a turtleneck, slacks, and a cardigan that draped to her ankles.

Her hair was in a mostly tight bun, a few raven strands fallen to frame her pale face. A discolored scar splotched across her left eye.

She began to pace around, the sounds of her heels clacking against the wooden floor filling the classroom.

“Good morning. I am Professor Beneviento. Please make sure to keep the chit chat to a minimum, or at least to your breaks. I would like to think that I have enough patience for all of you. This class is about the science of plant life, not the unnecessary jargon. Is that understood?”

She waited for a response from the class.

It took a second, but after some nods, she continued.

You couldn't help but absorb her.

She commanded a room fairly well, yet seemingly suave in the process. Her voice was soft, but had a slight roughness that made her sound older than she actually was.

You kept your pen glued to your notebook, hanging off every word this woman spoke in case you needed to jot it down.

The class ended sooner than you realized, and as you grabbed your books and placed them into your bag, Professor Beneviento walked up behind you, leaning over your shoulder.

Your heart jumped to your throat and you dropped the papers in your hands, the pages scattering everywhere.

“Shit!” I exclaimed, as my notes and pages in my binder flew in different directions.

The professor chuckled softly, and began to help you pick up the papers.

I apologized quickly and thanked her as we finished picking them up.

"Sorry about that. Didn’t mean to scare you."she spoke softly as she handed me the stack of papers I haphazardly threw everywhere.

Her voice was as much less commanding than usual. Up close, you realize her eyes were almost crimson. Maybe that was a gene in Europe, you weren’t going to have your first impression of you questioning her features.

Well… second influence at least.

I nodded nervously, realizing how much she towered over me.

She was a lot thinner than I thought, and a lot prettier.

Her dark hair framed her pale face, a few strands falling from her tight bun, her eyes were a striking red, her lips pouty and pursed.

“Y-You’re okay! I just get spooked easily.” I say, my face dusted with pink.

I could’ve sworn the older woman grinned at me for a split second after that comment.

“Your accent, you must be American, yes?”

You nodded.

Her eyes lit up a bit.

"That's good. We have a few other international students this semester. I know this university is pretty new, but I can assure you this is a great school. If you do ever need help with anything, I will do what I can to accommodate.

What is your name again, coda dolce?” She asked, a thick Italian influence in her tone.

You smiled and told her, her expression remaining fairly stoic, but her eyes had softened.

“My name is Y/N, ma’am.”

"What a lovely name. You'll have to pardon me, Y/N, I have to run to another lecture. But do come to me with any questions.”

You nod, and she gives you a smile and a nod before walking past me and exiting the lecture hall, the scent of honeysuckle following.

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mikasa-imadebiscults · 5 months

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I have decided to contribute to the Resident Lover memes >:)

#the images maybe to small but leave me alone ;-;#resident lover #resident evil memes #angie beneviento #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #cassandra x mc #cassandra x reader #daniela dimitrescu #donna beneviento #donna x reader

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h-doodles · 4 months

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Poetry is stored in the tags— Donna/MC [PINING] edition

#once again im having emotions. anyways donna gang is this anything.#resident lover #resident lover mc #donna beneviento #donna beneviento x reader #web weaving #lee makes stuff

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fantasy-relax · 3 months

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Jealous kitty.

Bonus!(Brainrot)

Donna Beneviento x Reader (MC)

"I will be working with Cassandra on her.."

She doesn't listen after that static fill her head, you are leaving her. This Is her chance her route why Cassandra is always ruining it.

"You're going to leave me for Cassandra?" She can't help te venom in her voice, you are leaving her for her flirty, dramatic, excentric (adopted) niece. If it was Bela or Daniela she could at least understand the blonde was a softy behind her cold exterior and the red head was sunshine incarnate. But Cassandra?

"I don't going to leave you I'm just gonna be in Cassandra's play" You remark not made her fell better at all" For three months and one week approximately. The Romeo original is going to be better by that time. I still want to work with you, I just need to change the schedule for that.

She can't do nothing to stop the hurt that she feels, she was here first, she asked you to work with her first! how can you go to someone else so easily?.

"if is not okay with you, I-"

"Ok" her jaw is tight trying to bite the word before saying it" Okay, you need a more flexible schedule I can do that, It will be just for few months and you will come back to me " She can adjust both of your schedules to ensure she is in the theater when you were rehearsing because she refuses to let you alone with Cassandra, she knows how her niece can be.

She looks at you and her anger subsidy when in your face in your eyes all she can see is softness and care.

"I will always come back to you"

God, how much she wishes for that to be true.

She knows that next few months will be difficult for you, she knows that you need all the rest you can get but she is angry for your choices. It doesn't help that the play is Romeo ad Juliet, every single touch, hug and flirt put her in the edge of throwing her tool box at Cassandra's head.

"When I said left I meant my left, move it again" she was being petty but every single time her eyes closed the image of you with Cassandra tormented her so she decided to torment you "Good job, now these two" She ignored your pleading face.

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Everything was perfect, you were hers. At least for this timeline.

She knows that she is being clingy but she can't help herself, kissing you, touching you just being close to you make her the happiest woman in the world. And you let her! You don't get mad or annoyed with her, you don't mind her behavior at all you indulge her!.

You brought light to her world she can't lose you if you were gone she doesn't know what she would do. She prays for Forgetfulness in the next loop she doesn't wish to remember this happiness she doesn't wish to know what being yours mean, it will be too much pain for her to bear it.

She was the first to notice how some of her clients will sneak looks at you, how they would blush when you handed their order, how they would giggle like idiots outside the shop pointing at you oblivious self.

Troie.

When you finally noticed, you try to let them down gently some understood, others will come back bought something and flirt with you like she wasn't there.

Puttana. Vaffanculo, tutti.

"Sweetheart this can't go on" of course this can't go on, these bitches need to back the fuck out. "We need to maintain a professional image in the shop, that mean no kisses in front, no stealing me away to the nursery when I'm working and no picking fights with the clients, okay?" WHAT.

You are joking right? This is a bad joke right?. No. You are serious.

She pout and put her best puppy eyes. She can see how close you are to bending to her wishes but in the end you stand firm.

"Dear, sooner or later the glamour will fade way but the reputation of your shop will be damaged. We need to be professionals about this." Why did you had to be like this?

"Ok" CAZZO.

Your lunch break became make up break. But it seems not matter how many hickies she leaves in you, they still keep trying to take you away from her.

Of course she sees when that Figlia di puttana give you some paper, you take a look just to roll your eyes and quickly throw it in the trash, she was curious to know what exactly was so she picked up.

A number.

This. Is. Enough. She walked back to the nursery, less she throw a pot at the next woman that flirt with you, avoiding you every time she go out. When you grabbed her hand she easily go away just saying:

"We must keep a professional image in the shop, remember?" the look in your face made her smile.

You wanted her to play nice, she will play nice. You were about to know what Malicious compliance mean.

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Avoiding you for almost week, was hard for her but it's all part of her plan. She can feel your eyes on her every time she is with you in the front.

Did she bend a little more that necessary? Yes.

Did she put more sway on her hips when walking? Yes.

Did she can feel the hunger and desire in your stare? Yes.

Did she enjoyed it? Absolutely.

Now the final details for her plan.

"Hi aunty! Did you are still messing with my roomie?

"I'm not messing with them, I'm doing exactly what they asked me, now can I ask you for a favor?"

"You betcha! What do you need?

" A friend of yours and your thieving skills"

The day has come, Five minutes before five o'clock she put the kettle her phone buzzed.

"We are outside!"

Perfect. She goes to the front, ignoring the sad look in your face. "Why dont you take a break I made some chamomile tea"

You nod, and she knows that you would come back quickly, not willing to leave her alone for more that a few minutes knowing how hard is for her to deal with people.

She almost feel bad about what is going to happen.

Almost.

Angie friend comes to her.

"My friend said that you would reject me I said that at least I should try so what do you say pretty girl, go out with me?" your stare was burning with jealousy and she don't even try to hide how pleased she was with that

"Well I have been a little neglected" she was being mean and she was enjoying it. "but is a no, sorry"

" Oh well I try it" the sigh that she let go was more of relief than disappointment the poor girl was perfectly aware of the murder in your eyes.

"Professional image, dolcezza" it's all she said before going back to the nursery. Riling you up was so fun.

You were fuming all the time you were working. Not even your so called fans were willing to talk to you for more than two minutes. At the end of the day you looked at her with fire in your eyes that made her so restless but she will no be the one to admit defeat.

"Do you mind if I walk you home?"

"It will be my pleasure, Tesoro" the smirk in her face just made you more angry.

The walk was silent one.

At the steps of her family home you looked at her, putting her best innocent face she looked back at you.

*Just a little more*

She took a step to you and patted your shoulder with a hand full of dirt, because she needs your shirt dirty for the next part of her plan and because she deserves to be a little shit. You blinked at her audacity.

"See you tomorrow, dolcezza" smiling she opened the door. One, two, three.

She was being hosted over your shoulder it seems that the adrenaline and anger was giving you strength, closing the door with your leg you make your way to her room, opening the door aggressively and throwing her in the bed.

"Why are you being so rough" She was pouting but she knows you can see the mischievous shine in her eyes.

Without answering her question you kiss her with all the hunger you had been keeping inside. Freeing her hair out of her bun, you tore her shirt open, kissing her free skin soft sighs escaped of her mouth transforming in a whine when you bite her clothed breast while taking off her pants, she raise her hips her patience had been running low since you put that stupid rule.

You move away with fascination and adoration in your face how easy is for you to made a mess of her, she is panting trying to catch the breath that you stole, tears in her eyes for the pain of your bite and she knows her underwear is ruined already.

She is so needy and she is not afraid of admit it.

"Beautiful"

Your praise never fail to make her blush, she is so embarrassed and so flattered.

She knows that you are still mad when you grab her legs rougly moving her to the border of the bed, quickly you kneel devouring like a starving beast.

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She loves this.

You in her arms sleeping so calm so comfortable. Your naked body pressing close to her your back and shoulders were full of scratches that she touches softly.

Maybe she was a little rough too. But considering that her legs feel numb and she is sure she is full of bite marks is fair to say this is a tie.

You are hers and she is yours.

She glances at the clock in her dresser. Well, she is the owner she can open a little more late is not like is the first time she has done it.

She just wants to enjoy this a little longer.

Later an alarm goes off, waking both of you.

Moving slowly you hiss "My love did you have to scratch the hell out of me?"

"Depends, did you have to fuck me into the mattress?" Not that she is complaining as is what she wanted, she needed your unshackled desire. And how much she enjoys feeling you so deep in her.

You blush but the proud smile in your face give away your satisfaction. "You could have cut your nails if this is what you were planning"

Oh this is not over yet. "I have been busy".

She tries to hide her smile when you asked her for clothes.

"Donna, sweetheart, darling, dear, you don't expect me to walk around like this" you gesture at your body full of marks that the tank top can't hide.

She shamelessly ogle you God, if she doesn't knew that you need to present your exam she would be all over you, under you, beside you.

When she became a pervert? Oh you were waiting her answer.

"I'm sorry cara mia Is all I have" she said with the most sincere tone she can muster. She hid all the other clothes obviously. She don't want her efforts to waste.

You sigh.

"You are going to be late, dolcezza" this time she can't hide her smirk.

Cursing you give her a quick kiss and run to the school.

She walks calmly to her flowershop. Her legs aren't numb anymore but she is still tired. Even so she feels like she Is walking in clouds.

The smug smile she gives to your fans when they see the marks that you left in her neck can't be stopped by her shyness.

Oh how much she enjoy the envy in their eyes.

She is yours, you are hers.

Her phone is buzzing taking it out she reads the message that her beloved niece have sent her.

"🤢"

"Sorry Bambina, I guessing you saw them? "

"🤮"

"Did you did what i asked you?"

"Yes, Daniela is outside and today is not her laundry day. Now excuse me I need to bleach my brain."

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When you came back every single client had a particular reaction to you appearance. You have been laughed, scoffed and nodded.

" Ah, problems with a misbehaving kitty?" Well she would have behaved if her partner stopped being so charming. "here this cream work wonders for that injuries"

She is laughing freely in the nursery she was having a blast with all this.

"Thank you, sir" she bets you're so red right now.

"Is nothing dear, I remember when I was younger my beloved Jerry was a jealous and clingy kitty, always wanting to be with me, practically throwing himself at me, fighting with whoever took my attention away" oh? "it was a problem when I had to work, he don't liked being alone that much so I made sure to let him know every night that how much I loved him and that I would never leave his side." OH

That is not a bad idea. God, she is really a pervert.

"Hey what is taking you so much! We're going to be late!" it seems that the kitty never stopped being clingy" Hurry up!

The man in front with you just laughed.

"See, so clingy" She walked silently to you side" Make sure to show your kitten love continously less they want to scratch you up" Good advice but she makes no promises, the man looked at her " Ah, young love " she blushes but smile" I'm coming Jerry!"

" Wisdom of your elders never should be wasted" you flinched, she giggles at your reaction " you should treat your Kitten right.

"I'm gonna start by putting a damn bell on you" you said before grabbing her by her waist.

"What about the Professional image, dolcezza?" She had gotten her way again.

"To hell with it" you kissed her" I need to take good care of my sweet, clingy and jealous kitty.

She was putting a show but the look of the few fans that refuse to take the hint was worth it.

She noticed the crow outside and she kissed you more aggressively.

She would enjoy her time with you. Because now you were hers but the next time it wasn't safe to say you would come back to her.

It will be too much if she sent a video to Miranda?

#resident lover #donna beneviento #my work

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much2leite · 3 months

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I just want Donna to be happy.

I want her to heal and smile and be at peace.

That's my fic prompt, Donna getting the happiness and love she deserves. Nothing hotter than that, a happy Donna.

No trauma, no pain, just bliss and enjoyment for her.

#donna beneviento #lady beneviento #resident evil village #re8 #resident evil 8 #resident evil #wlw #resident lover #re8 donna #donna x reader #donna beneviento x y/n #donna beneviento x mc #donna beneviento x female reader #donna beneviento fanfic #donna beneviento fanart #donna and angie #donna beneviento memes

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rosestarlightkatarina · 5 months

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neos-schlond-poofa · 1 month

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once again, rip donna beneviento you would’ve loved spinel ❤️ also ignore the text glitches i literally couldn’t fix it

(art by @expiredsoda and @tubillari)

#resident lover #resident lover edit #donna beneviento edit #donna beneviento #donna beneviento x mc #resident evil #resident evil village #re8 #donna x mc

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xelinezeddiorsstuff · 4 months

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THE DONNA DRAWING IS FINALLY DONE !

THE INSPO FOR THE DRAWING

#donna beneviento x mc #donna beneviento #resident lover #resident lover spoilers

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celezztia · 17 days

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“Assolutamente divino.”- One Shot

- Professor! Donna Beneviento x Fem! Reader.

- Warnings: Blood, Smut.

-hope you enjoy folks, I wrote this one shot set for the story I recently posted! (Mainly because I wanted to write smut, it’s my little treat. Hope you enjoy, lmk if you would want me to continue this into maybe a few parts)

You sit under the outdoor pavilion on campus, rewriting notes from your Art History class. Occasionally you’d grind your teeth against the end of your pen as you looked over your past scribblings. Trying to make out if an ‘e’ was a fucked up ‘a’ or trying to understand and random note you added into the corner to elaborate.

Bzzrt.

The rectangle attached to your ass buzzes as you reach in your back pocket. A text.

Donna : Almost done closing the class for the day. Meet me in the lecture hall. Look forward to seeing you diletta <3

You immediately smile when you see her message, closing your notebook before the ink on the paper could dry. That was the least of your cares now. Shoving your books in your bag, you sling it over one shoulder, walking back inside the campus, towards the north hall.

With great haste, your fingers curl around the doorknob to her classroom, the room dark. In the corner by the board Donna stood over her desk, putting her cardigan on.

Placing her reading glasses off her face to hang around her pale neck, she turned you with an eager grin.

“There you are, la mia dolce sorpresa succulenta.” She spoke, her voice a bit strained from speaking for the day. Taking a sip from a stainless steel cup, she licks a red substance from her lips.

You and Donna had known one another for a few months. She had originally approached you, noting you were an international student and that if you needed anything, she was happy to help. It wasn’t until you had unknowingly befriended her niece, that she had began to look after you. You and her niece Angie was about the same age, partying together at the local bar. You looked after Angie, did what you could to keep your chaotic gremlin of a friend in line. Needless to say, Donna eventually had to pick you both up after an exam day, as you both were drunk as skunks.

Ever since then, she doted on you, giving her number, even locking eyes with you during her lectures.

You grew quite fond of the older woman yourself. How your heart rate would quicken when she looks at you. After class she would pull you aside most days to ask how school was treating you, and to stay out of trouble.

It just snowballed before you could comprehend it.

One day after her class you stayed behind to keep her company while she worked on lesson plans. Donna had asked you if you needed a ride home.

You didn't. The bus would be there any minute. But the thought of sitting next to the older woman had your cheeks aflame, you quickly accepted.

On the drive home, you could feel the tension between you two. A few times her hand brushed against yours and it took everything in your power not to jump in her lap.

You knew it was questionable. She was a professor, but she was so kind. So beautiful. You couldn’t explain how, but she enchanted you.

From that day, she asked you to come by her classroom a bit more often. Asking if you had any questions regarding her classes, which you did.

But you also enjoyed the closeness of her, the feeling of her scarlet eyes watching you.

Donna sets her cup down on the desk, opening her arms for you. Without hesitation you fall into her embrace, nuzzling against her. She smelled like old books, a faint smell of wine and honeysuckle.

Her hands felt so cold, against your warm back, her fingers running along your spine.

Your body pressed flush against hers, your breath hot against her neck. She was taller than you, enough for her chin to rest on your head.

She pulled away for a moment, motioning you to sit down as she walked over to the entrance of the classroom, locking the door and covering the window.

The room goes dark, all that could be heard is the sound of her heels and the breath that escaped your lips.

She walks back over to where you were seated, the only source of light coming from the hallway outside.

Your eyes try to adjust to the darkness.

Donna's hands cup your cheeks as she leans forward.

“I’ve missed you, preda. Do you still want to come over for dinner tonight?” She grins, tilting your chin up to look at her. Even in the dark, you could make out her face.

She had her hair usually pulled in a bun. But after you entered, she freed her raven locks, letting it fall over her shoulders. She looked tired. But still as gorgeous as ever.

You nod, a grin on your face.

Dinner. That sounded nice. You had planned to head to her manor after her final class , but you two had made a habit of making out profusely after.

You didn't mind though.

She had kissed you a few times, in this very room. Your heart pounding as she held you close.

This was the first time you'd actually go over to her house though.

“Y/N? Are you paying attention?” She smirked, her finger tapping on your nose.

You blink, a blush on your face.

She laughed, her head leaning back.

Gods, she was so cute when she laughed. Her teeth were alabaster, the canines just a bit longer than average.

Now that you think of it, they were fairly sharp looking.

She leans down, pecking your lips, her thumb swiping across your cheek.

She kisses your lips once more.

Your head spins, the sound of crickets chirping outside filling the silence.

Your hands tangle into her black locks, moaning into the kiss, Donna's lips were soft, gentle. You could taste the something coppery on her lips, maybe whatever she was drinking earlier.

Your body is leaned back into the chair, pulling her down with you, your tongue slipping into her mouth.

The older woman grunts, her hips grinding into yours.

She breaks the kiss, her breath heavy, her hands gripping the arms of the chair.

She stands, reaching for your hand.

You stand up, the back of your knees hitting the edge of the desk,

Donna's eyes were illuminated in the dark. her hand gently pushed your chest, causing you to sit back on the desk.

Donna was always so gentle, so sweet.

But something was different. You couldn’t place it.

Your heart was beating rapidly, your breathing shaky.

She pulls her cardigan off, setting it to the side on her chair. Approaching you as you sit on her desk, your lips meet again, this time more heated. Your hands roam her sides, her hands grabbing your wrists, pinning them down onto the desk. She kisses along your jaw, nipping at your ear, causing a shiver to run through your body.

“Not your turn yet, teroso. Patience. Let me have my fun, si ?”

Your heart pounds against your chest, your legs spread as the older woman presses her body against yours.

Her tongue slides up your neck. A wave of pleasure runs down your body.

You whine, wanting to touch her, to explore her body. But she proceeds to tease you, her teeth grazing the soft skin of your neck.

“You trust me, bambina?” She purrs against your neck, the sensation making you squirm even more.

You nod, biting your lip as her hands trail down your stomach. Her nails teasingly scrape against the fabric of your skirt.

Suddenly her nails dig into your thighs, your head snapping back with a silent cry. Donna's mouth hungrily sucked and bit at the skin of your neck, leaving marks, but never breaking skin. Her cold hands met the warmth of your inner thighs, fingers dancing along the fabric of your panties.

Your heart beat was audible now, your body growing hotter. You had never gone this far with her before.

“What if someone sees us?” I ask her, my hips bucking into her hand to feel some friction.

As she pulls from your neck, Donna's red eyes meet yours, a grin on her lips.

She licks her lips, her canines glistening. You heard a faint growl come from the back of her throat.

“I locked the door, no one is going to see us, mia cara. Just focus on me, focus on how I make you feel, okay?”

You nod, swallowing hard.

With that, Donna's teeth sink into the soft flesh of your neck.

A gasp escapes you, the pain of her bite, the pleasure of her fingers rubbing your clothed clit.

Her mouth sucks at the punctures, her fingers moving faster, your underwear wet from her actions. The pain in your neck stung. Before you could focus on it too much, her cold, slender digits pressed against the fabric. You were already soaked.

You could feel her tongue running along your neck, her fingers pulling at your panties, sliding them to the side.

You whimper, her fingers tracing your slit, her teeth scraping your collarbone.

“You’re are delicious little treat, aren’t you?” She growled, her finger pressing into your folds.

Your head leaned back, your eyes shutting as she continued to pleasure you.

She was slow, almost painfully so.

You were squirming under her touch, wanting more, needing more. It’s almost like she enjoyed seeing you in this state.

Her mouth left a trail of wet kisses and love bites along your neck, slipping a finger inside with ease.

“Ah-mmph!” You cry out, before her other hand covers you mouth. A second finger teased your cunt before sliding in, your walls tightening around her digits.

Her tongue lapped at the blood that dribbled from your neck.

Donna's head moved, her teeth dragging along your jaw.

She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against your ear.

Your eyes were screwed shut, the feeling of her fingers curling, her thumb playing with your clit.

Her breath was hot, her hips grinding against the edge of the desk.

Your hands grip the sides of the desk, knuckles white.

A low groan comes from her lips, her movements becoming faster. She pumped her fingers erratically, a third digit now entering your eager cunt.

Your back arches off the desk, your hips rocking into her palm.

A string of moans come from your lips, muffled by her hand.

A sudden heavy sensation builds up in your abdomen, a feeling like a coil tightening.

Your legs trembled. Donnas hand that once covered your lips moved to intertwine in your hair. You could feel her breath on your lips as her fingers sped up.

Her pace was merciless, her thumb flicking and pressing into your clit.

A guttural groan escapes your lips, the feeling of euphoria washing over you.

Your mouth hangs open, Donna's lips crash against yours.

A muffled whine comes from the back of your throat as you cum on her fingers.

Your head fell back, the older woman kissing and licking at the wound she inflicted.

Your chest heaved, your breathing heavy as her fingers slowed.

Donna pulled her fingers out from your folds, her lips now against your cheek.

“Assolutamente divino.” She said, before popping her fingers in her mouth, savoring the taste of you.

Once she had cleaned up, her body hovered over yours.

You could feel the cold radiating off her skin, her arms trapping you against her.

You could hear your own heartbeat, the sound of it ringing in your ears.

“It’s getting late, diletta. Let’s head home.” She cooed into your ear, before stepping away from the desk.

She helped you stand, helping you collect your things.

After the two of you had collected yourselves, you both left the classroom, Donna locking the door behind her. As you walked to her car to head to her house, she gently guided you, a hand on the small of your back.

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Hello, I read ur rule and it says you write about mental health issues so, can I request a resident lover one where mc copes in a way that uses cutting basically

Sh, and it's not like.. obvious but concerning enough, and id like to see how donna would do, or react in your perspective,thank you ❤️ also the previous Donna fix was awesome, got me feeling butterflies

(Hello! Thank you so much for your kind words. I’ve decided to do Donna and Bela like you asked in the other ask you sent. I really hope that you enjoy this and that it helps you)

Donna & Bela reacting to their S/O hurting themselves

RL! Donna x Reader & RL! Bela x Reader

(Warning: Self harm, mentions of blood, comfort)

💐Donna Beneviento💐

- When she first found out, she was utterly stunned, not once did she expect you to do this.

- A million thoughts run through her head, mainly self-deprecating thoughts blaming herself for not noticing sooner.

....

It felt like time had frozen in place as you saw Donna standing in the doorway. You saw that she had already left for work but you didn’t expect is for her to come back so soon.

“W-what, cara mia-” is all Donna could say. She walked away to get some things to clean up the blood and treat your wounds. When she got back she sat you down and began the treatment, staying silent most of the time until she spoke up.

“Tesoro, you don’t have to do this. I’m here, if you need to talk to anyone I-I’m always here for you.” Donna says nervously, afraid that she may say something wrong and make it worse.

She swiftly finishes up rubbing the disinfectant on you, taking the bandages and stares through them like she’s zoned out in thought. Donna looks at your fresh wounds and leans forward to place a small, quick kiss on one of them. This caught you off guard but you were touched by the sweet gesture, making you smile a little.

“I love you, caro, and don’t you ever forget that. If I ever lose you my whole world would be shattered.” Donna says, placing another kiss but this time on your lips. “Now let’s get you wrapped up and you can vent to me if you’d like. If not then we can have a you day and do whatever you want.”

🫀Bela Dimitrescu🫀

- She was shocked when she found out that you self harm. She even scolded you, telling you that if she ever lost you her newly beating heart, the same heart that you helped her get back, would be shattered.

- Though she stops talking and takes a deep breath once she realizes that she’s scolding you. She then takes the more comforting route.

....

Bela felt as if her heart dropped down to her stomach when she saw what you were doing. She ran towards you and grabs your shoulders firmly but still gentle.

“W-what are you doing- no, why are you doing this?!” Bela frantically asks, looking into your eyes, seeing fear and guilt in them. She takes a deep breath to calm herself before pulling you into a gentle embrace.

“It’s okay darling, I’m not mad. I was never angry at you I was just scared. Let me clean your wounds.” Bela assures, pulling away to get a wet towel and some disinfectant.

When she got the supplies, she began to clean you up. Staying quiet to gather her thoughts. After she was finished she gently pulled you into the bed with her, your face in her chest.

She played with your hair to comfort you as she spoke, “I’m sorry I didn’t notice this sooner. Please don’t do this anymore, if you ever need to talk, no matter what time it is you can always come to me and I’ll listen to whatever you have to say.” Bela says, kissing the top of your head.

“But for now, rest up sweetness and I’ll be right here when you wake up.”

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