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heraxic · 16 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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k-0re · 5 months
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based on this
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nikkiartchives · 18 days
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Mother Miranda
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lucidmagic · 4 months
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(MAJOR SPOILERS for Resident Lover, particularly Miranda’s, read at your own risk)
Miranda: “I defied the laws of time and fate for you!”
MC: . . .
MC: “My love, I only asked you to do the dishes.”
Miranda: . . .
Miranda: *does the dishes, but grumbles the whole time because, no matter how many loops there was, she could never resist MC’s puppy dog eyes*
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Looks like @emmeryn-whatcha-say OC Squire has to be more careful who they’re writing fan fiction about 😅
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geekyarmorel · 5 months
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Could I request something? Mother Miranda/ Reader if you'd be willing to write this of course. Soulmate AU where it's actually a very rare accurance, like once in a lifetime, and it happens to be the reader. She stumbles across the village somehow, she's not from around there. A foreign, if you like. I would like to see something a bit angsty cause it's Mother Miranda, she would probably be in denial, that poor bird, but with a happy ending. Thank you in advance if you decide to write something like this ✨️ If not, that's okay too!
Of course I would love to! Miranda is a favorite of mine. I hope I did your prompt justice! I enjoyed writing it!
What are the chances? (I'd be like this)
A Mother Miranda Oneshot
It wasn't supposed to be like this, it was never supposed to happen. The chances were millions to one, how did it have to happen to her?!
On a cold and balmy day you, an outsider, stumbled upon her village. You had gotten lost and sought help unknowingly signing yourself over to your doom. Or so she had thought, as your eyes connected it was like all the air rushed from her lungs. Her heart leapt like it was going to spring forth from her chest. And she HATED it. She didn't have time for this, for love, especially with some foreigner even though you gave her the sweetest of smiles.
She turned and stalked away, intent on leaving you there but to her irritation (and spark of hope which she promptly tried to stomp out) you followed. She reasoned she could lead you to Alcina and her girls, but a cry of panic from her heart (along with a sharp stab of pain in her chest) caused that thought to be dismissed.
Regretfully she had no choice but to bring you to her home, so she did. The days that followed were torture. You were so nice, so sweet, you helped with everything that she would let you. She was torn between her feelings, the all consuming love that her heart wanted her to give in to and the anger her brain feels. Each passing day her anger grew and festered while her heart kept hoarding all the little bits of affection and love you gave her.
Your fingers would lightly brush hers when you would hand her something. Sometimes when you needed to pass her your hand would lightly touch her upper back to let you know you were behind her. You would joke and tell her stories about your past. You would hum as you worked, send her soft smiles her way. And her greedy heart snatched them all up.
Her anger would simmer while she talked and responded to you. Sometimes you'd make her slip and smile softly at you, before she caught herself and corrected her face. There was something else that started to feel and she couldn't quite place it, well she could but she didn't care to.
It came to a peak when she had yet another failed experiment infront of her. Another step backwards instead of forward. Another day without her Eva. When she came out of her lab, she was furious and you.......you had reached out to her, concern written on your face and it made her snap.
"Don't touch me!" Miranda hissed, hating the way her chest ached as you pulled back. "I don't need you! You've been nothing but a thorn in my side since you've came here! I hate you! I should have saved myself the trouble and left you out there to die!" Tears sprang into your eyes and it nearly made her cry herself. You backed away from her, choking on the knot that buried itself in your throat. "Get out!" She roared, wings snapping up from her back. "GET OUT!"
You fled from her, the door slamming shut behind you. It took awhile before the anger melted away and her heart starting screaming and crying at her. Guilt flooded her for the first time in a long time.
She had let you leave, she had sent you to your death.
It hit her then, the overwhelming pain of losing someone. She gripped the nearest chair to keep herself upright. She hadn't felt this pain so strong since- since her Eva died.
There was no way she could let you go, she had to get you back. You need to be here with her, safe with her. Quickly she sent out her crows, having them search for you. Every second that ticked by felt like an eternity, and when they had finally found you she screamed.
You were being dragged into Castle Dimitrescu.
It took a moment before she was able to gather control of herself but when she did, she melted through the ground flying through veins of mold to the castle. The crows sending images of Alcina bending to bite your neck as you struggled in her daughters' grasp. With a final surge she sprang up from the floor, using her power she flung back Alcina and the girls. Indignant cries echo out but all she cares about is catching you and pulling you against her. Your fingers dug into her as you clung to her for your life, she could feel your tears soak her clothes, your body shaking in her grasp. Blood oozed from your neck, staining the white of her clothes.
"Mother Miranda!" Alcina gasped, surprised at the sudden appearance from her.
"Give me a reason not to kill you this instant." Miranda snarled, a set of wings coming to shield you from others.
"We didn't know that she is yours Mother Miranda." She started, eyes darting to her daughters and back to you. "Had we known she was your test subject we-"
"She is not my test subject!" Miranda hissed, "She is MY soulmate!" The words rang out in the now silent castle.
Alcina quickly kneeled down submitting herself and quickly began to apologize. "Forgive us! My daughters and I did not know!" The girls echoed their mother's sentiment.
Miranda looks down at you, the sight of you tears and the blood that slides down your throat practically kills her inside. "I will deal with you later." She says before wrapping you both in her wings and disappearing from the castle.
It wasn't long before you were both back at her home and she gently unwrapped her wings from you but still held you in her arms. "Come, let me clean and take care of that bite." Her voice was soft and low, as if not to startle you.
"Why?" You croak, suddenly pushing her away. Her arms fell slack against her sides, guilt clawing in her chest and throat. "Why do you care?!" You take steps back, putting distance between the both of you. "You said you hate me! You said you wish you had left me to die! Soulmates don't do that to each other! If you wanted me to die then why didn't you?! I'd rather be dead than be stuck with someone who hates me!"
Her heart clenched in her chest and she reaches out, wanting to assure you that she does in fact love you. "I was angry, upset with myself because I was scared. And I took that out on you, I don't want you to die. I want you here with me, safe from everything that could ever hurt you. Please give me another chance, let me explain why I am scared, but more importantly let me show you that I do care and love you. Please let me have a second chance." Her words pleading, she couldn't bare it if you didn't give her another chance.
You stare at her as tears roll down your cheeks, she knows you don't trust her, that your chest is probably aching and hurts just as much as hers does. Finally you give her a soft nod, tentatively reaching out and taking her hand. "Okay." Your voice is barely audible but her heart leaps at the word, you've given her another chance.
She intertwines your fingers with hers and guides you to the kitchen. She washes your wound, carefully putting a salve on before bandaging it. While she works she begins to tell you everything, her life before you. When she speaks of her daughter Eva you reach out and put a comforting hand on her arm, she cries for the first time in front of you. She explains why she was so angry, she realizes now that most of her anger stimmed from fear. The fear of loving someone who could lose.
You listen, speaking only when you feel the need too. You wipe away her tears and she is thankful for you. When you go to bed it's with her in the next room, counting down till the morning. The following days she's softer around the edges, still herself but just a little more open.
It takes time but you both grow closer, you forgive her and start trusting in her. When she reaches out you are there, the light touches you once gave her coming back. And it's one fall day, a day you convinced her to take a walk with you, that you turn to her and press a sweet kiss to her lips. She melts as she pulls you into her arms and kisses you back, your hands rising to intertwine in locks of her hair. When you have to part for breath you both rest the bridges of your noses together. "I love you Miranda."
"I love you too. Forever my love, forever."
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wintershazard · 8 months
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☆ 3/4 of the Four Lords from Resident Evil 8: Village + Mother Miranda // also final model viewer post 😭🙏 ☆
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eletricheart · 2 months
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All's well when it ends up with you
(Mother Miranda x Reader)
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*pic creds to owner, got it from pinterest
Word count: 1061
I thought of the song Margaret by Lana Del Rey feat Bleachers and then i just found out it's Valentine's Day somewhere in the world so yh
When you know, you know
ps: fluff🥰
ps2: song at the end
ps3: not proofread pls lmk any mistakes
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The first time you saw each other was at a Conference in Switzerland, you thought she was the smartest person in the room.
The second time was only a few months later during an University presentation in London, you went only to accompany your friend. She noticed.
The third time she went after you, she didn't know why she was so interested in you, maybe you’d make a good experiment. Therefore, she “ran” into you at your daily coffee run.
The scientist was quick to stop you on the street. “Hi, I’m sorry you’re just so familiar. Have we met?”
You stared at her wide eyed, recognizing her from the conferences. “Hi! I-yes. I saw you at the lecture in London. Though, I don't think we talked.”
She gave you a smile and nodded. “I’m Miranda.” The woman said, offering her hand.
You were quick to introduce yourself and shake her hand.
It started slow, Miranda would bump into you in the street until you knew each other enough to exchange numbers. If questioned she would say it was to make the experiment easier, that it was necessary to fully know you for research.
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For the first time in decades the scientist was nervous to talk to someone. You were sharing a glass of wine on your balcony, sitting in comfortable silence.
Miranda was playing with her rings, lost in thought of your possible reactions to her proposal.
You were quick to notice, turning your head to look at her and holding her hand to stop her fidgeting. You gave her a gentle smile. “What’s on your mind?”
She took a deep breath. “What do you think about moving to Romania with me?”
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You were sitting in your living room trying to process everything the now priestess explained to you regarding the village.
Miranda was in front of you, watching the gears turn in your head. She tried to reason with herself that if you rejected she could always force you to go, but it wouldn't be the same, you wouldn’t be the same.
The scientist was surprised when all you did was nod and say “wild”.
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Miranda realized she was in love with you a few days after arriving. She was watching you lazily set up your room, you’d stop everytime you found something interesting to either dress it or tell it’s entire story.
You were wearing a cowboy hat while telling the exact concert you bought it for.
You noticed her staring at you with a small smile. Momentarily stopping the story. “You okay?”
Miranda furrowed her brows and nodded. “Yeah, I’m great.”
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You noticed you were falling for the priestess way earlier than her. It was around the second time she hung out at your place, the woman insisted on cooking for you, so you sat on the counter watching her master your kitchen.
You would try to crack some jokes and she would look at you in disapproval.
You were laughing at your latest one while she stared in confusion. “Come on, you gotta admit this one was funny.”
The priestess slowly shook her head. “You’re insane.”
You smiled widely. “Clinically proven, baby, nothing new.”
She rolled her eyes with an almost unnoticeable smile.
But it was enough for you to notice so you spend the rest of the night trying to make her smile again.
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It was not only your first year at the Village but also Valentine’s day. The townsfolk had already decorated when you were walking by to buy some groceries. You weren't sure how Miranda felt about the day, but you couldn't resist buying a few flowers.
And that's how you ended up behind her at the lab holding a small vase with a red tulip. You gently touched her shoulder after hiding the flowers behind your back. “Heyy, the town seems very passionate about Valentine’s day. Did you know that?”
Miranda turned to look at you and tilted her head. “I don’t really…care…about what they do.”
You chuckled. “Well…I got you a flower, in a vase, because it’d feel like a murderer if it was in a bouquet.”
Your hands trembled slightly when presenting the tulip to Miranda.
She carefully took it from your hands and nodded, awkwardly looking at you.
You felt like your heart was about to explode with how fast it was beating. “So, I-um-I’m gonna go, bye.” You said before almost sprinting out of the room.
Miranda was confused, extremely confused. Maybe you got the wrong flowers, maybe you didn't mean “love” and it was all a silly mistake.
You couldn't love her, not after all she's done, after all you've seen. Why would you feel even the slightest affection for her.
The more she stared at the flower the more she’d want you to love like her. She regretted not saying anything, what if you thought she didn't care for you.
So she did what she does best, she researched all she could on Valentine’s day, it was mostly useless but knowledge nonetheless.
Once she deemed her findings worth it, she went after you with a stack of papers and the flower.
You were reading in your room when she got inside looking like a woman on a mission. You confusingly stared at her when she sat in front of you. You were about to speak when she cut you off.
“The flower means love and according to my research you’re supposed to gift flowers or chocolate to your partner on this date. Those are facts.” She looked at you for confirmation.
You nodded and started to nervously pick on your nails. “You-you don’t have to feel it back, really, we don't even need to talk about it.” You said, with an equally nervous laugh.
Miranda nodded with a serious face and got out of the room a few moments, later returning with a flower made of silverware.
She presented it to you. “It’s shiny and a flower.” The priestess took a deep breath before speaking again. “I don't like to admit when I don't know something. But I don't know how this works or why you like me. Although I am absolutely sure this isn't going to end well. So…think before you accept this.”
You smiled, quickly accepting her flower. “I’m willing to try for you.”
She laughed, shaking her head. “Good.”
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axel0715 · 2 months
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Hot moms 🤭
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yoursweetdenial · 2 years
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Y/N: That's ridiculous! Lady Dimitrescu doesn't have a crush on me.
Heisenberg: Yes she does.
Miranda: Yes she does.
Alcina: Yes I do.
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putanaperdonna · 1 year
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A different flavour of sapphic awakening was experienced because of her so… I beg to differ 😮‍💨
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heraxic · 14 days
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Updated greek mythology au Miranda (Athena) from the other day (design notes below)
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k-0re · 3 months
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This was supposed to be something small to test a new brush...
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donnas-dollface · 10 months
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what happens when miranda finally leaves her moldy makeshift lab
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BIG REPUTATION BIG REPUTATION OOOO YOU AND ME WE GOT BIG REPUTATIONSS 😶‍🌫️
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rosalynesimp · 10 months
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sibling fights as always
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geekyarmorel · 1 year
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Re8 characters and how they react to a sick reader who also demand cuddles.
Alcina:
When realizes that you're sick she engages 'mom' mode.
Instantly puts you in bed.
Refuses to let you get up.
Has all sorts of juice, water, and soups sent to you.
Does whatever she needs to done quickly so she can be by your side.
Offers to read to you.
Sits by the bed and reads to you.
Blushes softly when you snuggle over close to her as possible.
When she goes to leave she brushes your hair out of your face.
You sleepily ask her "Hold me?"
Her heart melts and she says "Of course draga mea, anything you want."
Slowly she eases herself in beside you trying to not disturb you.
When you snuggle into her side she almost turns into a puddle from melting at how sweet it was.
Absolutely refuses to part with you the remainder of your sickness
Donna:
At the first sign of you being sick she immediately starts making medicinal tea.
Has the dolls guide you to bed while she works on making soup for you.
Makes sure you have plenty of blankets because she knows the house can get a little drafty at times.
Dotes on you, making sure you always have water or something warm to drink.
She knows you like hearing her sing (rare that it is) so she sits by your bed and sings a soft lullaby to you.
It's one her mother sung to her as a young child.
She's not for sure when her hand found yours and your fingers intertwined.
Goes to let go and get some more water for you in case you wake up and need some.
When she starts to pull her hand from yours it wakes you up enough for you to whine out "No. Stay, cuddle."
Donna's face nearly combusts.
Her heart aches for you and decides she will cuddle you.
Carefully slides herself in beside you, trying to give you space.
You stir just a little and she calms you down.
"It's okay cara mea. Sleep now."
She scoots just a little closer and puts her arm over you to hold you.
Melts when you curl against her and fall back asleep.
Rests with you for a long time only leaving once you wake up so she could bring you more soup.
Heisenberg:
It took him a little bit to realize you were sick
But as soon as he realized he grumbled "Get to bed dumbass."
Once you were in bed he gave you a glass of water before going back to work.
He worked for a while before his gut said to check on you.
When he checked on you, you were shivering and running a high fever.
"I'm cold." You whine and that's when he knew it was bad.
If you were cold in his factory.....fuck that wasn't good at all.
He won't say he worriedly called Donna, he'll absolutely deny he was worried.
Donna knew he was though as he asked her for medicine and some kind of soup for you.
She had it ready that afternoon and he quickly picked it up before coming back to you.
"Hey wake up kid." He said, his voice a bit rough. "Take your medicine."
You resisted at first but when he pulled you into his lap you immediately gave in.
Once you took it he tried to put you down but you clung to him.
"Cuddle me, please?"
He gives in and slips you and him in the bed after kicking off his boots and removing his hat and sunglasses.
Will later refuse to admit he snuggled you close and played with your hair to lull you to sleep.
Also refuses to admit that it made him happy to take care of you after all you've done to take care of him.
And when you run to vomit he holds your hair out of your face if needed.
"I got you. Had some of these days myself, of course I was really drunk but still."
Mother Miranda:
Oh when she realized you were sick she almost had a panic attack.
It made her think of how her little Eva got sick and never recovered.
She was terrified of losing you as well.
Even though she never showed how nervous she was on the outside, inside she was scared to death.
"Go to bed, I can do this myself."
You honestly thought you made her mad by being sick since she didn't show much emotion.
Getting in bed you sniffled, trying not to cry.
Miranda found she couldn't work because all she could think of was you and being worried.
She gave up and went to the kitchen, fixing a bowl of your favorite soup.
She also procured some medicine for you to take.
When entering your room she noticed you had been crying.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm sorry I'm sick and I can't help you bring back Eva." You answer, refusing to look at her.
Miranda sets down the bowl on your nightstand.
"You don't need to apologize. Your health is important to me, we need to take care of you so when we get our Eva back we can be there for her."
You felt better and sat up in bed, letting her sit by you and hand you your soup.
After eating and taking your medicine you laid down to rest, when noticing Miranda was about to leave you reached out and asked "Don't leave me, stay and cuddle me?"
Miranda practically melted on the inside, laying down in a comfortable position she curled her wings around you to the best of her abilities.
Cue you falling asleep in a cocoon of soft feathers.
Miranda eventually slips out to grab some work before coming back and slipping beside you once again.
She won't admit it but later she presses three sweet and tender kisses to your forehead before curling herself up with you and finding sleep herself.
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