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heraxic · 20 days
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greek mythology au returns. concept sketches of the girls
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(more context on greek mythology tag)
1: sphinx alcina (alina) and her harpy daughters
Alina was once a noblewoman and musician singing Athena’s praises, until the goddess herself offered rich rewards if she would serve her. Upon accepting, Athena turned her into a sphinx and took her to the first of the islands where she would gather treasures from all the warriors she killed.
2: aphrodite mia and athena miranda
Athena lost her daughter Pallas (eva), an aspiring warrior/hero, when she accidentally killed her during training. Afterwards she was deep in grief and fiercely jealous of Zeus’s demigod children getting promoted to gods and living peacefully on Olympus, so she created monsters to lure forth any warrior good enough to take as her own (meanwhile, she runs the same trick on the monsters, telling them that if they serve her and kill the unworthy they will have a place with her among the pantheon).
Aphrodite, infamous for her vanity, paradoxically took a liking (entirely platonic for the purpose of this au) to Elias (ethan) when he was young because of his beauty and gave him blessings throughout his life, intending to make him her servant on Olympus one day. She was Not pleased when Athena blinded/sent him off to her gauntlet of monsters and made sure the soldiers sailing him there would land on Kyril’s (karl) island where he would be relatively safe, especially from the gorgon’s stone gaze.
3: arachne donna (daphne) and angie (aretha)
Daphne was an exceptionally talented weaver, who created a tragically beautiful tapestry to cope with the loss of her family. Her craftsmanship and isolation made her the perfect candidate for Athena, who turned her into a giant spider and took her to the islands where she would serve her with her artistry as well as her newfound lethality.
4: evie and rose as the minor gods of fear and panic
The two deities were stolen away by Athena to keep as her children, as well as her prisoners. They are kept in captivity on Alina’s island (behind the gate she guards) where their powers are being used as a barrier between the archipelago and the mainland (anyone who tries to leave will be paralysed with fear and anyone who first arrives won’t have doubts about setting foot on the islands before it’s too late to turn back).
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grrrechka · 2 months
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Finally, winter break...time to draw Donna
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ilovedonnabeneviento · 8 months
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Based off that one time mc brought Angie's mom to prom
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@resident-lover
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dragongirl642 · 2 months
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H-heya! Could i ask for an shy female dragon shifter reader with Lady D. and Donna? Like she's heavily injured by hunters and had to crash/land into their home because of it? How would they react or would they even help her?
(I Love Dragons but see most of the time only male dragon shifters uwu
I feel like both their initial reactions would be very similar to the other Male Dragon Shifter meeting post, (a.k.a: This post).
Alcina Dimitrescu
At first, all Alcina sees is the giant hole in her castle walls and the giant lizard in her hall and she goes into attack mode.
She aims for your injuries, so you curl into a spiky ball of scales and flame.
Turns out your scales are Alcina proof so unless you uncurl and she can get at the flesh beneath, she can't hurt you.
She may lose a limb to your flames.
She is incensed at your presence and forbids her daughters from going near the hall.
But you are very warm, you're inner fire counteracting the cold winds coming in through the hole in the wall, and the Dimitrescu daughters are attracted to the giant warm cuddly lizard.
You warn them off a few times, but they keep spouting curious questions and attempting to come close that eventually, once your natural regeneration has sealed the surface of your wounds, you allow them to sit between the spines on your tail and examine your claws. (You can easily turn and burn them if they pose a threat.)
Alcina is furious that her daughters disobeyed her and approached you, and yet equally furious that you are entirely different from the mindless beast she'd warned them against.
When she sees your human form for the first time, I see Alcina doing a complete 180, (compared to her reaction in the other post).
Oh, you're a Pretty Maiden?!?!?! Well why didn't you say! Come closer, let me look at you Darling. *bites you! bites you! bites you!*
Yeah, she will pretty much try and get you to let your guard down and then go for the CHOMP.
You fight her off of course, half-shifting is easy for you.
Now you can be a fire-breathing menace AND roam the halls.
You have gone hunting a few times, and you brought your kill back to the castle. Dripping blood on the carpet and sitting in her great hall tearing into carcasses like an animal. (Her children love that you let them feast on the leftovers after they've sat for a few hours.)
Alcina is sulking. She can't kill you, she can't eat you, she can't just sit back and let you stay without at least making a show of removing you without losing the respect and support of Mother Miranda.
But then said Mother Miranda shows up and is promptly sent off with burned wings.
Okay, now she's a little worried. She is not certain she could beat you even in her full mutant form and her daughters adore you for SOME REASON.
After several weeks, she looses it, storms into the hall and unleashes a verbal lashing her ancestors would be proud of. The effect is only slightly reduced by the fact that she bursts into frustrated tears and flees the room to go dramatically wallow in her sorrow.
Okay, now you feel kind-off guilty. You did crash into this woman's home, burn her boss, monopolise her daughter's attention, and ruin the carpets. Maybe you should do something to make up for all that.
You repair the walls the best you can, replaster over scratches in the walls, hunt down the castles cleaning supplies and soak the carpets in a potion of bleach and foaming soapy water before hanging them from the battlements to dry.
Your final act of apology comes in the form of draining the blood from your kills and leaving them in sealed jugs by her bedroom door, handwritten notes tied to the handles.
You are a new exciting variable and her daughters try to help by going to their mother and telling her about what you're doing.
Every day, you wait outside her doors for hours waiting for her to emerge.
When she finally does, it is to your offer of a truce. You are being hunted and will not leave this very conveniently guarded hiding spot, however, you can be useful and help her with her food supply.
She is doubtful when presented with the blood of animals, but when you acquire human blood through negotiating trades with the villagers she slowly starts to change her tune.
You're a smart pretty lady and you have presented her with a charming little solution to the problem of the future dwindling supply of villagers to feed from.
Alright, Alcina has come to the decision to be the merciful, graceful mistress of the castle who allows a poor hunted lady to stay with her. (Keep telling yourself that Alcina).
After a few months, it starts to feel a little more comfortable.
After a few more, it starts to feel normal.
She caught herself running her hand down your scales once, marvelling at how the light reflected, (she will forever deny that she did that).
You start to lay down your claim and soon have built up a new hoard of trinkets, and maids, and mutants. The glittering gem crowning your hoard, is Alcina herself, not that she knows yet.
Once you've established yourself and Alcina doesn't outwardly reject your claim, you become quite the homemaker.
You are fierce and strong and loving.
You provide the warmest cuddles known to man, or mutant.
You cook for your new family, catering for their 'special' diet is a little easier with your own predilection to a carnivore diet.
Alcina will brag to the other Lords about "her darling", "the dimitrescu dragon", "the second dimitrescu lady," but only out of earshot of Mother Miranda.
Donna Beneviento
Pretty much the same reaction as the other post...except she's a bit braver about approaching you due to seeing your obvious injuries.
She has several dolls in attack mode ready to go, (not that they would work against your flame.
You know you could easily incinerate this woman but you attempt polite conversation through gritted fangs. You ask about her hobbies, favourite foods, favourite colours, etc..., and offer your own answers in return.
The talk calms her and she seems less frightened and more welcoming.
It takes a few days for her to really trust you.
Oddly enough you get the feeling she liked you a little more after Mother Miranda visited and berated her for not eliminating the threat (you) before being quickly chased of by a living flamethrower (also you).
When you shift to your human form to make it easier, she's surprised and immediately more comfortable with you.
Donna knows a lot about medicinal plants but zero about dragon biology. You know all about dragon biology and zero about medicinal plants. Together you make one whole doctor...and figure out how to make medicine for your wounds. It's patchy and a little funny-smelling but it does the job (at least you both think it does). To be honest, your natural regenerative capabilities take care of most of the damage.
Angie tries to play doctor too but is, admittedly, more of a hindrance than a help.
Your injuries are haphazardly patched and a good long sit by a lit fireplace does the rest.
You know your hunters are still out there, but this remote village is hidden and safe for now.
You decide to stay just until you need to move on.
Okay, Donna was not prepared for guests but now she has one.
She makes you some basic new clothes to cover you up and you collect firewood whenever she needs more.
After a while, she feels inspired by the way your scales gleam in the firelight and excited at the prospect of having a new friend to play dress up with, Donna offers to make you some dresses. Dresses with holes and pins to accomodate your wings and tail, delicate lace fingerless gloves allowing your claws to shine through.
You accept the gifts only because she seems so eager and it would be rude to deny your host, (not because she's cute).
You do what you can for her in return. As it turns out you can cook more substantial food than tea party sandwiches; which Donna definitely appreciates.
The dolls unnerve you, but you learn to live with them.
You install more lights in the manor and fix leaks in the roof.
There are long talks by the fireplace. She reads to you sometimes.
After a few months, you and Donna starts to build a comfortable rhythm.
After a few more, it starts to feel homely.
You attend a tea party she holds for the other Lords. When someone (Heisenberg) makes a comment that has Donna cringing, you growl, a loud deep vibration that (along with the glow in your eyes and fire shining through the skin of your chest) instills fear in all attending. Donna now has scary dog (dragon) priviledge.
You tell yourself your protectiveness is because she's your benefactor (totally not because you have a crush on the pretty, shy dollmaker with a voice like honey and temperament to match).
Okay, who are you kidding, you want to claim a new hoard here...you want to stay with her.
After a few accepted offerings of food made from your hunted game, a few accepted cuddles, and the painstaking labour of building and decorating a new conservatory with an unfolding roof cover for stargazing, (which Donna immediately hugs you in thanks and immediately outfits with a planter full of herbs), you consider your claim accepted.
You are fierce and strong and loving.
You provide the warmest cuddles known to man, or mutant, (or doll).
Once she feels comfortable enough and like she has permission, Donna is so sweet with you.
You compliment and build her up, and soon her confidence soars.
Donna goes from one of the weakest Lords to the strongest.
You burn the creepy baby monster in the basement, it's the one thing you couldn't live with.
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vivern-of-nosgoth · 1 year
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geekyarmorel · 1 year
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Hey it’s me a shy anon!
I was wondering if I could get how the RE8 women would react to finding Reader on the couch asleep after waiting for them to finish work?
Your writes are amazing!!! 💓💓
Omg that sounds like a cute idea! I love it! And thank you omg, I try my best
Also sorry it took so long! I hope it's worth the wait!
Alcina:
She stretched her neck as she finished the last page of today's work. A glance to the clock revealed what a late hour it was, making her grimace. She had told you she would work that late.
"I'm sorry for working so late draga mea." She says to you, "How is your book?"
When she receives no answer she turns to you on the chaise, instantly softening as she takes in your sleeping figure.
The book is in your lap, hands loosely holding onto it. Head leaned against the back of the chaise, a serene look upon your face as your lips are slightly parted and very soft snores slip past it.
She rises and snuffs out the candles saving one to light her walk after she picks you up effortlessly and makes her way out the door.
You stir slightly in her arms but settle down quickly as she shushes you and presses a kiss upon your forehead.
Turning the blankets down she carefully changes you into comfortable clothes before tucking you into bed.
You blink into somewhat of an awake state, "Alci?....Hold me?"
Alcina purrs soft and low, slipping into bed after changing as well. "Of course draga mea. I would love nothing more." She says as she pulls you to her front, safe and secure in her hold.
Donna:
The house was quiet on this rainy day, her dolls content playing by themselves as she worked on yet another project.
This doll she was making just for you, a pretty little copy of the one you told her was your favorite when you were little.
She remembered seeing the sad look and tears when you said it had gotten destroyed in a house fire.
She worked for a while, getting majority of the carving out of the way before calling it time to quit.
Going to the living room Donna stopped in the doorway melting at the sight in front of her. You lay on the couch, blanket thrown over you, holding one of the dolls in your arms.
Quietly she comes over to you, brushing the hair out of your face. You looked so peaceful that she didn't want to wake you but she knew that your back would hurt in the morning if you slept on that all night.
"Cara mea." She cooed softly, hand gently stroking your cheeks and down your arms. "Wake up, it's time to move to our bed."
It took you a few seconds to rouse awake, eyes blinking in confusion. "Bed?" You mumbled.
"Yes love, bed." She reached out and took the blanket off of you, letting you set down the doll. Once your arms were free she helped you up, leading you to bed.
It didn't take long to change into pajamas and slip into bed, arms wrapping around her middle to pull her to you. Together you both found sleep this way.
Bela:
She's playing the piano, trying to decide which piece is her favorite out of the ones you gifted her.
"What do you think of this piece love?" She asked, continuing to play. Though she slowed when you didn't answer.
Looking over she couldn't help the smile that spread across her face at the sight of you.
You were curled up on the chaise asleep, blanket slipping off your shoulders.
How could you be so cute and not be awake? Her heart felt full of love when she looked at you, perhaps that's why she found everything about you so appealing.
She buzzed over to you and lifted you in her arms, pressing a kiss to your cheek as she took you to your room.
You stirred in her arms, blinking awake as she opened the door. "Bela?"
"You were asleep onthe chaise. I think it's bed time now." She answers, setting you on the bed.
After tucking you in, she makes sure everything is just right before she settles in with you.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Cassandra:
With a satisfied smirk she leaves the man-thing shaking and crying in the basement. She'd finish him later, if he didn't pass of blood loss.
She hums to herself as she locates you with her hearing, your heartbeat soft and slow. She smiles faintly, you're asleep in the study.
She conjures up what you'll look like when she finds you as she heads there.
No doubt you'll be on the oversized floor cushion, it was your favorite place to recline while reading or playing your kalimba.
You'd be curled up with that navy blanket that you loved as well, perhaps it's slipped down your shoulder as it tends to do.
Slipping through the door she smiles as she is right down to the last detail.
Swarming over she sets aside the kalimba before picking you up effortlessly and carries you to bed.
You nuzzle into her embrace, humming contently causing her smile to widen.
She tucks you underneath all the blankets, fluffing the pillows for you. "Cassie?" You murmur, not opening your eyes.
"I'm here baby." She assures you, slipping into bed next to you. "Sleep now, I've got you."
"Mmmkay." And it's not long before you're back asleep and she's drifting off beside you.
Daniela:
She giggles as she peeks behind a door, nope you're not there. She's decided to play hide and seek with you without any super abilities.
She checks another room without any luck, a pout forming on her lips.
This is getting annoying, would it hurt if she used her hearing? Just to check and make sure you're okay?
She ends up tuning into the sound of your heart. And she notices it's slow and steady, and there's the slow breathing accompanying it.
Oh you must be asleep, this makes her giggle. How adorable.
Hurrying to you, she finds her mother sitting on the chaise in the library. She smiles and motions behind her.
There you are curled up with a blanket covering you.
"I was beginning to get worried, it was taking you a long time to find them." Her mother expressed, smiling as she watches Daniela pick you up and hold you close.
"I wasn't using my powers, it was more fun that way." She replies, kissing your forehead as you nuzzle deeper into her arms.
"I see. Well better head to bed little bug, take care of your love."
"Yes mother, goodnight."
"Goodnight Daniela."
Daniela turns and exits, heading to her room. It doesn't take long to arrive and tuck you under the blankets. With a very content hum she slips under the blankets with you and falls asleep.
Mother Miranda:
She rolls her shoulders as she puts away her last bit of paperwork before heading up and out of her lab.
She notices the house has few lights on, was it later than she thought?
"Lovebird?" She calls as she walks through the halls and finding nothing but empty rooms.
Did you go to bed without her? If so that's very unusual, typically you wait up for her.
She checks the bedroom but finds it empty as well. Where could you be?
"Lovebird." She calls again, heading toward the den. Maybe you were there, you had taken it over as a makeshift studio/office space.
Opening the door she smiles her faint smile as she sees you. You're curled up on the couch, head resting on the arm of it and you're covered by her cardigan that she had left this morning.
She uncovers you and you let out a whine at the cold air that touches you before blinking awake. "Mira?" You ask, still half asleep.
"It's late lovebird, come to bed with me." She says, picking you up and letting you wrap yourself in her arms as your legs wrap around her waist. "You're such a koala." She murmurs as you sleepily kiss her neck and cheek.
"But 'm yours." You say, making her chuckle soft and low.
"I wouldn't have it any other way." She said assuringly, kissing you in return after opening the bedroom door. "Do you want to change yourself or do you want my help?"
"Help please." You say, still sleepy. She doesn't say anything as she picks out a soft cotton nightgown and helps you into it. She chooses a soft pair of sleep shorts and match shirt, changing in little time and then slips you and herself into bed.
"I love you." You murmur against her skin as you tuck yourself by her side.
"I love you too." She replies, kissing your forehead. It doesn't take long for you to fall back asleep, hand coming to curl over her heart. The gesture instilling a sense of warmth in her and with another faint smile she falls asleep with you in her arms.
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marsthebabie · 4 months
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Playdate
Donna beneviento x reader(platonic)
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I hold on to mommy's hand as we walk up to a small castle. "now remember honey. You need to be on your best behavior. Mommy needs to fix a problem with Alcina and Karl" Mommy Miranda says. "Sissy Alci" I ask and mommy smiles. "Yes baby. Why do you have to be so cute"She asks. "I dunno" I say shrugging. "Now be good for Lady Donna and this weekend we can go out for ice cream" Mommy says. "Weawy" I ask beaming. "Yes baby" she smiles knocking on the door. The door opens and a small doll appears. "now all of her stuff is in her backpack" Mommy explains. "Yeah, yeah, I got it bird lady. Go deal with the two children" The doll says. Mommy nods and we look at each other. "Remember to be good and that mommy loves you" She says sweetly. "I wuv chu toos mommy" I say cutely and she smiles.
Then she leaves but not before kissing me on the head. I get inside and see a woman in a weird black dress. "Hello there little one" She says shyly. I giggle. "Hewowwww, why do chu cover chu face" I ask her. "Well I have this owie on my face and it makes me look really weird"She explains. "Now how about we have a tea party" She asks. "Yes" I squeal excitedly. She giggles softly and holds out her hand to me. I grab hold onto two of her fingers with my hand and she leads me outside to a table with all the tea stuffs. There were all kinds of tea stuff with a bunch of little foods. She sits down at the table.
I whine and she immediately looks up at me. "What's wrong little one" She asks. I point to her lap. "Oh? You want to sit on my lap" She asks and I nod. "Alright, come here little one" She says sweetly. I go and sit on her lap and smile at her. She fills the tea cups with tea and hands me some snacks. I never ever want to leave! "Tank chu nice lady" I say after she helps me drink from the tea cup. "My name is Donna" She says a little louder than before.
"Wow dat a vewy pwetty name" I beam. "Thank you little one" She giggles. After the tea party we went inside and we sat on a rocking chair in this thing called the foyer. We waited for mommy to get back and since I was so good We could get ice cream. We alk out the door and up the path. "Mommy, can onna babysit me agains" I ask. "Sure love" She says swettly making me smile.
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lucidmagic · 1 year
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I’ve been watching art restoration/crafting/blacksmith videos on Youtube lately and now I have a cute Donna and Phyto!Reader AU.
Donna is a Doll maker/art restoration Youtuber with a decent sized following (not in the millions but definitely has five to six figures in the community). No one has heard her voice (she uses a voice filter or just captions), seen her face, or even know where she is from. But she’s popular because her work is fantastic and it is clear she is knowledgeable (also because she has swoon-worthy hands, and sapphics love her-- she’s flattered but flustered when she learns of this). People have also noticed she has a favorite doll (Angie) and it has become a game with her and her followers-- a ‘where’s Angie’ in every new video. Angie plushies are a staple in Donna’s fan shop.
Anyway, Phyto’s Guide Reader is working at the botanical gardens in the city and does their research. Sometimes in the lab, they relax with Donna’s videos which often has nice music and ASMR sounds. A dear fan and subscriber for years and they often comment on Donna’s videos, to which Donna has recognized the username whenever she gets a notification and has replied on multiple occasions. Reader is also known in the community to give facts about the types of wood/plant based stuff Donna uses and gives recommendations/techniques for them. Donna has implemented some of these facts/techniques in some videos.
Eventually, through some plot I don’t care to think too hard on, the two DM one another over something relating to both of their fields and it starts an online friendship. Over the course of months and years. Reader sometimes sends sample woods to Donna to feature in her next project and Donna sends little knickknacks of scraps from her labors.
Then one day, months/years later, Donna sends a DM and is like ‘you work at this place right?’ and Reader is like ‘yeah???’ and Donna responds with ‘I mayyyyy be in the area for business related things’ and of course the Reader is like ‘o-O’
Parasocial crush in town???? Holy fuck, act cool, be cool.
A few DMs later, they agree to meet. Because honestly, if either of them were serial killers and targeting the other, there has to be easier ways than stringing someone along for years, you know?
Anyways, the day of the botanical gardens meeting comes and both are nervous as hell. And they finally set eyes on one another (’how will I recognize you?’ Donna: ‘if you see a pale-ass woman and think damn she must be mentally-ill, that’ll be me.')
They both immediately think:
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*parasocial crush increases by 9000%*
They’re a bit giddy meeting each other and it‘s slightly awkward for a moment, but quickly they shake it off. Reader gives Donna a tour of the gardens and Donna takes the Reader to lunch and they just... talk.... and just click.
Eventually, Donna has to return home, numbers are exchanged, but she makes sure to visit again in the future. And again. And again.... and again....
. . .
A few years later, Donna uploads a regular video, her loyal subscriber base has grown naturally, and Angie is still her page’s mascot. Privately, the Reader and her got over their tip-toeing and started dating. Everything is normal... until...
“Wait... is Donna wearing an engagement ring?”
“DONNA GOT ENGAGED DONNA GOT ENGAGED”
“holy fuck someone knows her face”
“CONGRATS DONNA”
“OUR DONNA IS GETTING MARRIED”
“When’s the wedding?????”
“the lesbians are QUAKING”
“Fiance reveal?”
“When the fuck did this happen???”
“NEW DONNA LORE JUST DROPPED YA’LL”
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tu-sugar-mami · 11 months
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It has always been you #8
Part #7 here
Part #1 here
TW: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH, ANGST
Total words: around 2k, but only the half is here.
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When you were younger you owned an instant camera. It had been one of your birthday presents, and at the time you loved capturing a vast diversity of scenes. The low quality of the camera always made the images look different, foreign from whatever place you had tried to capture. The grain texture made the image look cold and lonely, usually so different from what you were trying to get from the scene. The photos did their job keeping the scenes frozen in time for you to revisit them as many times as you wanted, but the more you looked, the more they felt lacking, almost as if the soul had been ripped entirely from the essence of the scene in the picture.
That is exactly how it feels standing again in the middle of Donna's bedroom when you return to the Beneviento estate.
The pale light coming from the windows makes the dust particles in the air perfectly visible, and it's even quieter than before. There's a stillness that feels heavy, and the lack of noise unsettles you.
Chips warned you to not force yourself, and forbid you to leave the bed for at least a month, but even their genius wasn't match for your reckless nature. You couldn't stand waiting for your body to recover, not after reading the words Donna left for you, and with your cunning and charm you managed to bypass the security of their lab looking for a serum you both had researched before. It was a small vial, but powerful enough to boost you for a few hours, although there was a reason it was never used…
You weren't thinking of the consequences when you stabbed your arm with the syringe, but you didn't regret it as the liquid began to burn in your veins.
There wasn't a single sign of Donna, and you hoped she was somewhere nearby, but as you recalled the words on the letter, you resisted the urge to call out her name, opting instead for watching your step carefully.
You need to see her, you need to know she is okay. There's a bubbling fire inside you that threatens to tear apart the world in her search, the burn in your veins is still hot, and you quicken your pace.
Your heart still hurts from her detachment, and since she already knows about your feelings, you know the end is just around the corner. Her response to your feelings wasn't an outright rejection, but avoidance was also painful. You know that there's nothing else you can do but to try and see her one last time. You'll die happy if you see the angelic face of your beloved as the flame of your life slowly extinguishes, but for now, you need to make sure the threat she mentioned in her letter is over.
A little exploration around the house ends up in you finding dark red streaks on the walls, almost as if someone was leaning on them for support. The sight tickles something in your brain, and it's then that you remember the recurrent dream you had all that time ago. The memory of the blurry figure desperately running away strikes you and your eyes widen. Could it be? Could that dream have been a premonition of sorts? Was it Donna all along?
Seeing the blood trail on the walls makes your stomach churn. Your heart has already been racing thanks to the drug in your system, but its pace becomes even faster when you follow the dried blood the rest of the way until you spot the familiar figure laying still on the floor in the living room. The puddle around it it's concerning and in a blink you're running towards it.
Your knees barely register the force of the impact as you kneel harshly next to Donna, or more like next to her body. Angie is nowhere to be seen, but right now your priority is the Lady in front of you.
Some parts of her have begun to crumble, and her veil has lifted enough to let you see the emptiness in her eye, the dullness of it as she seems to stare at nothing. There's drying blood trailing across her face from her temple and a pair of scissors is carelessly thrown next to her with blood painting the blades.
"Donna…?" Your voice is cracked with incredulity at first, you try not to panic but the sight is too much. The blurriness in your gaze doesn't go away even after blinking your tears because more of them keep replacing the last ones. "Donna!" There's a ringing in your ears that muffles your yelling as you shake Donna by the shoulders, but to no avail as her limp body doesn't seem to react.
The scene in front of you looks like it's pulled from your worst nightmares, and the pounding of your heart against your chest makes it harder to concentrate on anything but the lifeless form of Donna's body, the love of your life gone in just a second.
"Donna please wake up! Please!" You shift her until her weight rests on your lap. Your arms hold her securely, and her head is tucked under your chin. You rock back and forth in an attempt to calm yourself, and the movement makes Donna's forehead bump against your neck, the clashing of her coldness against your own skin makes you shiver. The way her name leaves your lips in an agonizing shriek hurts your throat, but it doesn't matter.
Without stopping your back and forth rocking, your hand finds its way towards her face, gently tucking her dark strands away from her eye before kissing her unharmed temple. Another kiss, and another one after it, perhaps in hopes that they help you bring back your beloved.
You can read the rest of the chapter in Ao3
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sweeneyarts · 2 years
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Never boring when with the aunties. I figured it was Angie's turn to get a drawing with Max 😊 peek Alcina and Donna having some tea in the back.
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mngsteen · 2 years
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Help! Lost fic!
There’s this donna x reader maid fic that recently went missing(?) that i really need help finding.. it used to be on ao3 but help i can’t find it!
It’s about a maid from lady d, and how she’s donna’s maid. It’s quite long but it’s also just a one shot. It’s pretty much donna being very quiet up until Angie and the maid are like talking and Angie teases donna.
Like she says something along the lines of “shy donna is a dirty little voyeur” or something like that.
To save Angie from all the perverted things donna is thinking, Angie just pretty much tells the maid they should bang since they share feelings anyway. Angie and the maid form a plan to do just that and it ends with the maid getting splashed by water while wearing akin tight clothes to really hit home for donna.
It’s g!p which is why i think it’s gone. If you’re here to give me shit, alright i don’t care. I just need someone to confirm if it really is gone or i’m blind as shit.
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heraxic · 19 days
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Ref of arachne donna (daphne) and angie (aretha)
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the things in daphne’s hair are spider egg sacks
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grrrechka · 2 months
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Redraw of one of my old posts
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ilovedonnabeneviento · 8 months
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Hehe
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k-0re · 1 month
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RE8 Lord DLC concept
GONNA EXPAND ON THIS BECAUSE I LOVE THIS IDEA!!!
So basically this is just an idea of how i'd make a DLC about the RE8 lords cuz lets be honest THEY DESERVED ONE. So in my concept, instead of playing as the lords you'd play as one of the people in their lives (whether significant or insignificant) and experience the lords in a different perspective. Some are actual characters in the RE8 lore based off of the files, and some are just ocs i made
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vivern-of-nosgoth · 1 year
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All of these "Whyyy?" RE8 posts made me think that The Megamycete is literally a zomby mushroom or kind of parasitic flatworm. For example, Ophiocordyceps unilateralis (zombie-ant fungus) makes the ant to leave his anthill and control it till death, then grows from the ant's head, rupturing to release the spores. The ant behaves illogically, completely obeying the fungus.
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Same with Leucochloridium paradoxum (the green-banded broodsac), parasite gets in the body of the snail, grows, then moves in her eye stalks, shaking inside them, imitade caterpillars. Parasite forces the snail stay in the light, to attract birds, their next feed station. Again, irrational behavior. Sooo…
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Miranda and all Lords have kind of hyperfixation:
Alcina - blood (drown out hunger to keeping her self-control).
Karl - revenge (not freedom! Just I'll-show-you-all-you-fuckers)
Moreau - mom's appreciation (Mom look! I did cadou for you! And forgot to have some bed, normal food and clothes and home as well, I don't need it I need you first)
Donna - fear to be noticed (Don't look at me, I'm not here anyway, look at the dolls, so many of them)
And of course Miranda - her daughter (listen, she or The Megamycete make her Narcissistic as hell, I think she perceives Eva as her one and only justification of her own existence. Like without her Miranda is nothing and have nothing. Who is the father?!).
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Cadou. Ok, Moreau used it to get mom's attention.
Donna just takes it out of her poor eye socket and.. Puts her cadou..In her dolls? Why, girl? New friends? Oh. So you need some company after all.
Alcina could obey Miranda's orders and experimented on her "bad" maids.. All of them. All of her staff. She don't even imprisoned them to have blood all the time, you know, just feed the bitches and take their blood, they could to be donor for at least 10-20 years. Now she haven't fresh blood and maids. Who washes your dresses now, ma'am? They are dirty you know..
Why the hell Karl needs this cadou shit if he can made some giant meat grinders? (hi Sturm, we love you, but goddamnit) Or use his electromagnetism to burn out enemies nervous system? Put Miranda in iron egg? Answer german boy, answer!
Miranda. Well, at first fuck you, at second - why didn't she.. Has a new baby in natural way? You know. Find some healthy rich bitch, shapeshift into his waifu (literally) and get the whole package? Her body has the best touch with Megamycete, so why not? Put Eva in a fresh kid and hooray. She didn't give a fuck about Eveline anyway, so what the problem. Or I don't know, brood Karl and Donna, or Karl and village girls, also whole tumblr is full of monsterfuckers just make some posts, furries will take all of lycans I swear
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All of them used or spread cadou. If they achieved their goals - they wouldn't care about Megamycete anymore. So. Hyperfixation. Irrational behavior. Cadou. Spores. Parasitism. More.
Megamycete made them to continue their way to blind alley or to completely fall, because their victory is megamycete's end of feeding.
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