#Muse: Donna Beneviento

[historias-multorum]

@the-silver-peahen-residence continuing from this.

"Y-Yes." Donna answered. "I've... I've missed you Chris Redfield. N-Not in a weird way! Just- I've miss your company so-... I wanted to show my appreciation."

[blood-red-ocean]

Me: I will never join a cult. Cults are Bad™.

Miranda:

Me: where tHE FUCK DO I SIGN UP

[yukikorogashi]

“   you’re not alone,  not anymore .   ” (shhh pretend i'm on my RE blog but from donna and angie!)

Found Family Prompts

THE NEXT FEW DAYS would certainly be harder on the child, despite her attempts to act as if nothing had truly changed. Especially while she stayed over at the DOLL MAKER'S HOME, while the IRON LORD tended to some important matters on his very own, on this day.

She knew she wasn't doing a very good job, either way. Knowing that she was quieter than she already was. Like a LITTLE RABBIT, whom had taken so much to come out of that little hide-y hole of hers-- so had she chosen to retreat deeply back in there. Having only allowed herself to break down into those UGLY TEARS and BROKEN WAILS, when he had knelt himself down to offer her that embrace. That one brief moment when she would be allowed to actually feel safe... As she could do nothing more but mourn over losing one of the very reasons she was even... staying as brave as she did then.

Still, when the sis had decided that they would be baking that day, there was no denying that the idea would quickly bring some long-forgotten delight back onto the young one's face and into her very heart. With the sis by this point even knowing that it was one of her most favourite things to do here. To do with her. For the discovery of that very book had since led to all sorts of fun baking sessions with the dollmaker. As they got to bake all sorts of wonderful goodies together! Ones that she even got happily got to take back home-- take back to the factory, for the Karl bro to enjoy...

The sound of that quiet voice would always catch her off guard, especially since it wasn't often that she would even get to hear it. And especially when it came at times when she would least expect it. With the little bride doll often speaking for her, Itsuki would eventually realise that she didn't mind that fact at all.

Especially when the little sis would be the one to bring some much needed LIFE within this very household, when it was so direly needed. And while the Angie sis had left Itsuki a little speechless and wide eyed. There were other times when she would find herself... smiling, if not laughing. Something to which she never expected to ever do again, upon arriving here.

You're not alone, not anymore.

Sniffling back a few tears, swollen eyes didn't hurt as much as they use to. Seeing as she had shed more than enough, by this point. And while she hadn't necessarily counted the days that had passed since that tragic discovery. More tears were already threatening to flood her eyes, as she swallowed down the last bit of the warm, gooey cookie that she had been enjoying.

As trembling lips clamped themselves tightly together into a straight, pale, quivering line-- whilst she gave another swallow. This time, not to ingest the yummy cookie, but the lump that grew increasingly stubborn within her very throat.

That certainly was the truth, one that she perhaps been a little afraid to believe in, at first. Especially when her arrival here had seemingly promised nothing more than NIGHTMARES. Why, it had even taken Itsuki some time to truly accept the KINDNESS to which the bro and sis would offer to her. Understandably wary at the offered hands, especially after what she had experienced prior-- back at Dimitrescu's Castle itself...

"T-Thank you..." The first attempt would come out muffled, and she was most certainly embarrassed then. Trying to hold back a few whimpers, that were threatening to escape-- even past clenched teeth then. "... thank you..." Itsuki wished that there was more that she could have said right then, but hoped they would both understand just how GRATEFUL she was. That for all the terrors she'd faced. For all the cruelties that have befallen upon her since her arrival here... there was still a SAFE PLACE here, despite it all.

@trvehearted / @villageoflords / @lloronala ❤️💕

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@hivemuse

Donna could feel the presence of someone in her home. The Beneviento manner was normally silent save for ambient sounds. Her dolls were the first to note this stranger, Angie observing them with twisted glee before reporting back to her mistress.

They were close, very close. Donna heard their low rumbling voice echo on the second floor. She open the door to meet them at the end of the hall. She didn't say a word, just simply looked at her unintended guest, covering her face with her black veil.

@historias-multorum

Sebastian's travels to the mortal world were rare. only really appearing to keep certain things with demonkind in check. this time however, it was more .. leisurely than anything. a time to catch up on what has become of the humans during these times.

though, how he got to the eerie building, he has no clue. a sort of curiosity? an otherworldly pull? who knows.

" hello ..? " deep, low voice rumbling through the dark hallways.

STARTER ( SEBASTIAN ).

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@muralmxse liked for a starter!

It was a rare thing for Donna to be outside and not at her family's manor. Being mildly agoraphobic, she wasn't exactly a fan of leaving but she knows there are still things she needed like food and other supplies. She was in a new place, this was not the Romania she knew from back home, no she was a visitor to a strange place.

Dressed in all black she knew there were those who were looking at her, but she prayed no one would try to make conversation with her.

[ask-the-four-lords]

To Our dearest Re8 Women (Lady Dimitrescu, Muses Bela/Cassandra/Daniela, Donna (+little Angie), and even Mother Miranda (if you're here) : Remember that all of you holds a different definition of beauty, but as humans are just simpletons we tend to come up always with the easiest way or in this case, words to describe or explain things in short term.. Beautiful/Gorgeous/Alluring,etc.. But just so you know, that it will take the right person to tell each one of you the deepest meaning of beauty you hold that they can only rectify not only with words or actions but something deeper, unexplainable, but can be felt.

Good day..

-FirePotato

Alcina Dimitrescu: Thank you, dear, I always appreciate the praise of the masses. And, I could not agree more with your sentiment on adjectives, outright positive words can never truly capture the beauty of another even if they can get close.

Daniela Dimitrescu: Awwwh! Little human! *Pinches your cheek*

Cassandra Dimitrescu: See! Blood IS a good cosmetic product, 'told you Bela!

Bela Dimitrescu: That's... th-thank you, human... your words sound like some decent poetry.

Donna Beneviento: R-really?... you think that someone will really feel like that about?... me?

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@monmuses

"Oh." Donna blushed a bit at Alcina's request.

It was certainly big enough for two people given her sister's size, but she still felt small and rather nervous of the prospect. Regardless she simply nodded and joined the fellow lord in the bed.

"I was-..." She began. "I was feeling lonely." She confessed. "I'm sorry, it's stupid."

historias-multorum​:

@monmuses​ continuing from this. 

“I was feeling… Restless.” Donna answered. “A lot was rushing through my mind, making it hard to really relax, so I came to see you.” She explained. “I hope I’m not interrupting your reading.”

     Alcina lightly shook her head, closing her book. “You’re not,” she spoke gently. “I wasn’t expecting you is all. You’re usually not up at this hour.”

     Usually, her or one of her daughters would be up and about with some business to attend to around the castle. Alcina was one to pull all-nighters sometimes, but wasn’t too much of a fan of the mornings. Being in bed on time was a rarity. She pushed herself up to sit up on her bed, putting her book away underneath her pillow. “Is something bothering you? Come, I would not mind if you rested with me for the night. There’s a blizarrd raging outside, isn’t there? It would be unsafe to freeze with this kind of weather.”

[chucapybara]

reference. [a donna beneviento x maiden short]

frustration abounds in the study of house beneviento. it is not uncommon to hear her groundskeeper and servant in such toil—donna found her to be quite the expressive woman, in truth, even if it is largely only to herself to whom she speaks, as her lady is occupied through many hours of the day tending to her dolls and sewing, mending clothing for clientele—but the nature of this particular instance brings to mind intrigue.

— (an unfinished drabble thing i wrote for a donna x maiden idea, but i never finished it, oops. i'll just drop it here anyway. more under the cut!)

though the walls are stone in the basement (barriers between herself in the workshop and you in the study), donna's hearing is impeccably attuned to all that lies within her home. with her link to her dolls, the lady beneviento often had a good sense of what was going on—though it did not quite provide the context behind your apparent ire.

"hey, what's all that ruckus about over there?" the shrill cry straight from angie's porcelain jaw echoes down the hallway. donna has half the mind to scold the doll, but finds difficulty in denying her own curious itch; and so, she allows angie to patter down to the study, listening to the clack of her animated steps.

your reply is soft, too much so for donna to catch wind of. you did not often raise your voice, and in truth, you rarely ever had any reason to do so; about as soft-spoken as she was, donna found your company pleasant. calming. you matched her energy, and even when you shared a space within a single room, there is a contentment in the silence that never quite brought discomfort.

donna takes a peek through angie's eyes, just for a moment, stilling her hands that cradled a new doll part.

there you sat, curled up on one of the chairs in the study. in your lap was your trusted journal: donna never came around to inquiring about it, wanting to preserve your sense of privacy, but now angie was clamoring up the chair's side and all but shoving herself into your lap.

you laugh at angie's insistence, and donna's heart skips. she feels your warmth through angie, even as the doll prattles on inquisitively about your work.

"sorry! i wasn't interrupting your beauty sleep, was i, miss angie?"

your voice is soft, warm: honey on the tongue, the slightest rasp twined in it. already, the mere sound of it is soothing to donna's craft-addled thoughts.

"i wouldn't be here if you didn't," angie grumbles, but she peers down at the page in your hands nonetheless. "the hell are ya workin' on?"

"a sketch," you respond simply. on the paper is the remnant of a face mildly familiar to donna, the pencil lines erased in multiples, leaving behind the echoes of your attempts at capturing the image of whoever this muse of yours was. "it just… doesn't feel right. i've been at it for an hour! no matter how i go about this, it doesn't work."

(what was that pang in her heart? why did donna's ribcage wrinkle in displeasure at the thought of you thinking of someone else, to be so vexed this way?)

"come ooon, drawing isn't that hard!" angie flaunts. donna catches the huff of protest you exhale, and she chuckles to herself. your interests and donna's overlapped: something the two of you discovered early on in your months of servitude under house beneviento. you wrote more than you sketched, so donna knew that if this page troubled you, it must have great importance to warrant such determination.

"i mean, have you tried it?" you raise an eyebrow at angie. "it can be tough, miss angie."

"that's don-don's job!"

"to make you look pretty in artworks?"

"you're getting it! but what's got your ass in such a pinch, anyway?"

you recline in the chair, stretching out your legs with a sigh. "it's…" swiveling about with quick glances, you check for something that donna can't determine. "i'm… sketching someone precious to me. i've made so many tries, but every time, i find myself unhappy with it. it's already erased before i can look at it for anything more than a minute."

that pinch again. donna clasps a hand over her heart, steadying her breath. who was this mystery person, and how—why did they captivate you so? and why did donna care so much?

when she refocuses, it is to a lapse in the conversation. you seem flustered, a light rose on your cheeks as angie crosses her arms. "if it's nagging at you so much, then just go ask her!"

"i-i can't just ask her! what if she's busy? i know it's terrifying to have to sit there and watch as someone pens a portrait of you."

"not for me it ain't! c'mooon, save yourself the trouble! it'll be easier to have the real thing right up in your face!"

her? who was her?

donna severs the link in the next moment, and when she comes to, the light weight of the doll limb in her grasp and the carving tool between her fingers becomes a grounding anchor. donna brushes a stray hair behind her ear, her brow furrowed.

she ought to ask you, if her curiosity burned this fiercely in her mind; but posing any inquiries would only let you know that she was eavesdropping through angie.

a chord of guilt strums in her chest, and donna breathes out its song in a burdened sigh.

donna is patient. your initiative matters greatly to your lady beneviento, even with your shared nature of quietude. if it truly plagues your soul, this picture you cannot quite capture with your pencil, then it is all she can do to hope that you might approach her about the matter for advice.

edit: i speedran the second part, here! enjoy!

[heiilari]

I'll be on and off this weekend because I'm spent from work but

Heart this for something from the following muses

Donna beneviento

Siren

Salem

Or

Kiiva

If you want a specific one please let me know ♡♡

[shogvnate]

MASTERLIST!

where you can find my silly musings.

also available as shogvnate and aeviternal on quotev, tsvnotarou on ao3. (click the emojis btw!)

━━ 「 resident evil village 」

mother miranda [🐦‍⬛]

alcina dimitrescu [🍷]

mia winters [❄]

donna beneviento [🪡]

bela dimitrescu [🦇]

cassandra dimitrescu [🗡️]

daniela dimitrescu [🌹]

━━ 「 chainsaw man 」

masochist. various! chainsaw man x f! reader.

makima [🥀]

aki hayakawa [⚔️]

reze [☕]

quanxi [🏹]

beam [🦈]

[tba.]

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gwyneth castell [🛡] (knight x princess dynamic)

[tba.]

[blood-red-ocean]

Something I don't think I've ever seen is Donna's reaction to someone snapping a handful of spaghetti in half and now I DESPERATELY need to see this

[noarawriteszr]

MASTERLIST:

date updated: 04/23/2024

This is a list of all the works I've done so far!Please enjoy 🐻‍❄️ྀིྀི

🪼Resident Evil Village:

Still my baby! – Cassandra Dimitrescu gets hurt very bad, fem reader takes care of her.

🪼Coral Island:

I care! – A headcanon of Leah being flustered by farmer but hiding it behind her cold behavior.

My taste tester – Lila is the new farmer that basically does a lot in the whole island, diving into the ocean, fighting monsters, and even being the taste tester of the baker. Although the happiness is not only coming from seeing the dessert in front of her, the crush she has on the baker may have something to do with that.

Eva headcanon – How's dating Eva it's like.

Lila headcanon – More details and info about my OC.

This is how it feels – Pablo falls in love with the new farmer, but farmer likes his brother more.

Love Languages – Based on my interaction with every character, I wrote down what I think is the love language of each one of them(only part 1 done, not finished the rest).

🪼Red Velvet:

The only exception – Irene only listening to reader and being teased by it by other members.

🪼Stardew Valley:

Soon...

Upcoming:

My muse – Yeri x Make up artist!reader(SHORT AU)

Our vampy fam – Dimitrescu Family x reader

Teddy bear – Donna Beneviento x reader

You're my favorite – Alice x reader

Pose for the picture! – Macy x reader

You're mine – SV Bachelorettes x reader

Thank you for reading 🐻‍❄️ྀིྀི

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@fiorserpen

Donna took a hit and slowly let the smoke leave through her mouth. "I have a green thumb." She told Agatha. "So I took to it naturally." Next to doll making, she did enjoy gardening quite a lot.

"Not to mention this stuff helps with anxiety. Otherwise I'd be on pills and... That's not quite as enjoyable." She joked. "But, everyone's body is different for a reason." She sighed.

the faerie sighs as she plops down next to the other. with how long both of their days had been, she was more than happy to agreeing to eating a bunch of snacks and smoking a joint or two with donna. agatha brought the snacks (mostly sweets) and donna brought out the joints. " i-i'm s-still a bit surprised you'd even g-grow any of this stuff. " she says with a giggle, holding out her hand as donna lights the joint, taking a drag from it after a moment. she sighs, breathing out the smoke. " i-it's funny, i always promised m-my m-mother i'd n-never smoke, but here i am. " agatha sighs, biting into her snack cake. " a-at least this feels b-better after a long day. a bit less d-damaging to the body. "

@historias-multorum - for donna! / starter call.

[fr3sh-tragedies]

Resident Evil Village Masterlist

Dimitrescu Sisters

Shielded (2k) After you protect them from an intruder bringing them harm, the daughters of Dimitrescu are eternally grateful.

Headcanons (4.37k) General and romantic headcanons for the Dimitrescu Sisters.

Bela Dimitrescu

Shielded Dedication (5.1k) After you saved her from Ethan, she finds herself craving your warmth and touch.

Patient (10k) You've caught her eye for so long, but she isn't sure how to confess the way she feels. After an attempt to admit her feelings to you goes wrong, her sisters jump in to help.

WIP - Servant of the Fly (?k) You've been Bela's personal maid for a while, and you've both grown close. Ultimately, Bela decides she has to act on her feelings, and she invites you out into the gardens.

Cassandra Dimitrescu

Shielded Tranquility (5.07k) After recovering form you saving her from Ethan, even while trying to keep up her facade, she's desperate to hold you close again.

Only for You (4.4k) Contrary to how she acts around the staff at the castle, Cassandra has an obvious soft spot for you, which she makes even more clear when she invites you to the ballroom one day.

WIP - Defense of a Predator (?k) Cassandra is feared by everyone who serves her family, all except you. Whether you're aware of it or not, you're protected by the mere mention of what Cassandra will do if you're hurt.

Daniela Dimitrescu

Shielded Devotion (5.01k) Seeing you save her from Ethan weeks before brought a new craving to Daniela, and she intends to show you just how badly she needs to be in your arms again.

Pay Attention (7.05k) She tries to hid it well, but sometimes Daniela can't help but feel like a burden to her family. Thankfully, after meeting you, she has someone to turn to for anything and everything.

WIP - Search for Her Scent (?k) Daniela is only able to be calmed by your scent. Anytime she feels herself growing anxious or upset, you'll find her by your side in an instant.

Donna Beneviento

Warmth (826) Against the routine she had followed for years, Donna chooses to stay in and take the day off upon feeling the warmth you provide.

Requited Love (3.9k) Donna is afraid to confess to you, terrified of rejection, so she resorts to asking her nieces for help.

Muse (2.4k) As an artist, you often have to find a muse to stay motivated. Thankfully, after moving in with Donna, you've found one. Still, you're too uneasy of your skill to show her, although Angie intends to take a peek anyway.

WIP - Attached (?k) Donna gradually manages to get used to how affectionate you can be. So much so that she starts to initiate forms of affection herself.

Rosemary Winters

Outcasted Safeguard (2.24k) Rose is generally isolated outside of training, but because of this, it's hard for her to be reasonable about standing up for the one person she's grown attached to.

Admission (3.17k) Rose has grown to like you, though she keeps her feelings hidden, convinced that you wouldn't feel the same way. Her worries are relieved when you sit her down for a talk.

Enamored (640) After being isolated for the majority of her life, it's a breath of fresh air for Rose when she finally has someone she can talk to about whatever may be on her mind. And while she enjoys chatting away about everything, she loves to listen to you speak about anything at all, often finding herself enamored in every little thing about you.

Headcanons (1.87k) General and romantic headcanons for Rose with a female S/O.

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@videcoeur liked for an extra mini!

"I'm sorry, but this is not a safe place for you to stay..."

[lovely-cadavers]

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(lovely-cadavers ✷ Multimuse Resident Evil RP (Side)Blog ✷ NSFW Warning ✷ Possible Dead Dove Content ✷ Heavily Headcanon-based ✷ Multiship ✷ Mun is 21+ ✷ Semi-selective for RP but casual asks are fine)

(Featured Muses: Leon Kennedy ✷ Rosemary Winters (17) )

(Other Muses: Jack Baker ✷ Karl Heisenberg ✷ Alcina Dimitrescu ✷ Donna Beneviento)

(Rules:

Any asks NSFW with Rose will be deleted, and anyone who tries to imply anything NSFW about Rose will be blocked.

I block freely, so you’ll get blocked if I don’t like how you treat me.)