#lady donna beneviento

[much2leite]

This is easily one of my favourite artworks of Donna and Angie.

Donna's eye. Donna hiding half of her face with Angie. Her hands and nails. Her dark hair. Her expression.

I can go on and on 🫠

Ufff this woman

[rosestarlightkatarina]

[lucidmagic]

Donna: *mumbling to herself in Italian, because things aren't just going her way.*

Reader: *jokingly* "Ohhhh looks like someone is upsetti spaghetti today."

Donna: *Kill Bill sirens in her head* *ITALIAN INTENSIFIES*

[crow-raven-crow]

Hey it's me again 👋 the one who asked for Donna Beneviento.

I know she's a shy babe and mostly in the fics I see her like sub?But I can't get enough to see her other side.We want it! We need it!

Can you do something like reader's been teasing her extremely (clothes,talks, actions,etc..) knowing she will only turn red but r seem to pushes her a little too far and ended up facing dominant Donna? Like punish sex and maybe aftercare.

Thanks for reading

-BB 🤍

𝐁𝐞 𝐀 𝐃𝐨𝐥𝐥..

𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 - [𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝟏𝟖+]

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𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: see above

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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You pulled the key from the door as you stepped inside, a soft creak emitting from the hinges as the heavy door swung open, revealing the foyer. You guided your hand out slowly, gesturing the doll maker inside as you held the door open for her. Your shared laughter echoed through the halls, absorbing themselves within your shared home.

The golden glow emanating from the candles that hung on the chandelier casted an enchanting light within the home, bringing out the deep mahogany of the polished wood that made up most of the home. The age of the home brought a comfort out within it, the wood absorbing the flickering flames and creating a warmth that served as a refuge from the snow that sat beyond the walls.

Once the door shut behind you, your gaze met Lady Beneviento's, the spark found swirling within them making a smile creep onto your lips. Her veil was already discarded to the side and her hands were held out in front of her expectantly. You stood for a moment, blinking in confusion as you took in the sight of her before you. Her soft laugh broke the silence before she stepped behind you and smoother her hands up your sides and to your shoulders, filling your body with a newfound heat. "Your coat, amore mio.."

Her fingers worked themselves underneath the layer of fabric, gently pulling the coat from your shoulders and handing it on the rack behind her. You grabbed one of her hands as she turned around, pulling her slowly over to you before meeting her lips in a sweet kiss. You felt her relax under your touch, the dinner you both had just been at fading away from her mind as she relished in the safety that you brought to her.

Pulling her from her trance, you guided her into the living room. As you backed away, you watched how she took in each of your movements - the sway of your hips, the effortless grace of your arms, the never ending smile that sat upon your face. To her, each aspect was a manifestation of beauty, causing her heart to swell with admiration for you.

Shifting the pin of the record player made a small gasp leave her lips, the familiar sound of her favorite song starting to play filling the manor. The notes shifted through the air as you came back to her, the satisfaction in her figure mirroring the joy found within her eyes.

"I figured it would be nice to end off a nice dinner with a dance, if you'll have me?" Your hands traced a gentle path up her dress, massaging her shoulders before wrapping your arms around her, successfully pulling her in and starting off the small sways.

"Such a doll for me, hmm?"

"I try."

Soft laughter bubbled from your chests, the love found within you two creating a lightness in the room. Her arms circled around your waist, drawing you closer. Her fingers scaled a tantalizing path down your body, completely away for the garments you showed her beneath the thin fabric only house earlier. The room, though charged with affection, carried the increasing weight of desire as the two of you continued to dance.

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You had called her into the bathroom, the black dress you wanted to wear hanging just behind you as you finished off your makeup. As you put away the various products, you rose from the vanity seat, a mischievous smile playing on your lips as you heard the click of her heels get closer and closer. It added a sense of anticipation to the air, each step echoing a promise of a tease for her, a promise of the sweet surprise you had for her.

"You called, am-" Her steps came to an abrupt halt, seemingly frozen in the doorway as her eyes raked in your exposed figure. The choice of dark green lace was a deliberate one, allowing one of her favorite colors to swirl around your skin. The lace, starting from secure straps, gradually faded out, growing thinner yet framing your breasts and hips perfectly. Your paired it with matching garters, deciding that stockings would add a nice touch given the dress's slit, which teasingly exposed your legs. You saw the desire starting to burn behind her eyes, and you knew you had gone with the right choice.

"Cat got your tongue, my lady?" Your tone was laced in a tease, being sure to add a sway to your hips as you slowly made your way over to her. Your hands found their place on her hips, your eyes drinking in the slight of her as she was already ready for the dinner ahead of you. Tracing a hand up her figure, you made a slow path between her breasts, along one of her collarbones, and delicately along the column of her throat, easily pulling a shiver from her. You rested a finger underneath her chin, tilting her head slight to meet your gaze. "Or am I just as much of a distraction as I planned to be?"

"Wh-Whats-" She cleared her throat, focusing all the energy within her to not break your gaze, "What's the occasion, doll?"

"Oh, nothing.." You brought your lips to her ear, whispering before littering kisses down her neck. "Just wanted you to know exactly what was underneath my dress while we sit for hours at dinner.."

You quickly pulled away, bringing any and all traces of yourself against her with you, before grabbing your dress and presenting it to her. "Could you help me put it on?"

She took it from your fingers while giving you a nod, undoing the zipper along the back as you turned around. She pulled it over your head, being sure that your arms could easily go through the thick straps of the dress before pulling the rest of it down your body. Her fingers lingered against your hips underneath the fabric, the cool touch against your skin making a small shiver shoot through you. You felt as she took hold of the zipper, slowly pulling it up and covering the skin that only she was allowed sight of, before resting her hands back against your hips.

"Thank you, my love.. Are you ready to leave?" You turned around in her hold, a smile coming to your lips before you kissed her own.

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Small chatter turned into a comfortable silence, though there was still an undercurrent of excitement coursing between you two. She lifted her arm up above you, your hand in hers, and prompted you to spin. You did, or attempted to do so, but your heel got caught on a bump in the carpet beneath you. Within the moment, the misstep led to a tumble, and you found yourselves on the floor, laughter filling the room as a blush rose to both of your faces.

You landed on top of her, her arms wrapped securely around you to prevent you from getting hurt. After the laughing had died down, you pulled yourself up a bit, kissing up her neck before planting a soft one against her lips. The blush against her cheeks deepened at your actions, a wave of heat running through both of your bodies as the desire in the room only grew.

You watched as her eyes moved against your form, moving from your dark painted lips, to your dress straps falling off your shoulders, to the sight of your breasts pushing beyond the fabric of your dress - the fall pulling your dress down and uncovering more of your skin. You brought your lips down to her ear, the warmth of your breath traveling against her skin as you spoke, "Like what you see, my lady?"

Maybe it was the suggestive tone of your voice, the pull of your dress, the teasing actions that had been building for hours, but it all caused something within her to snap. The grip she had on your hips tightened as you finished your sentence, causing your breath to hitch, but it didn't prepare you for the other side of the doll maker that you were about to face.

Within an instant, your back was against the floor, hands pinned above you by your wrists as one of her knees settled between your legs. You looked up at her in shock, though it easily morphed into an expression of desire as her lips trailed up your neck, leaving lingering kisses and mirroring the action you had done just moments before. The heat of her breath coursed around your neck while her other hand traveled along your body, pulling fabric out of the way, squeezing and scratching your skin in the claim to be hers.

"You're right.. I do love what I see.." Her voice was low, thick with the lust and desire that had been swirling within her for hours. It didn't falter, didn't stutter as she spoke, a newfound dominance running through her veins and driving her actions. It made a delicious heat begin to pool between your legs. "I think it's just about time you've been taught a lesson.. Isn't that right, doll?"

Your breath hitched, her words making your thighs shut in an attempt to gain some sort of friction, only to make you let out a loud whimper when her knee prevented such. You watched as she pulled away, her lips turning into a smirk as she watch you wreath beneath her. She brought her lips to yours but didn't indulge you in a kiss just yet. They ghosted above yours, mere centimeters apart as she spoke against your lips, "I could get used to a view like this.."

You could only image what you looked like beneath her - shocked, flushed, filled with desire, desperate.. Desperate for her, her touch, her lips, her tongue.. A part of you loved that she enjoyed it, causing a raging flame to ignite inside of you.

You tried pushing yourself up to meet her lips, only for her to pull away at the last second. Amusement filled her features, a wonderful darkness filtering over her eyes that made your core throb. She slowly made her way back to your lips, resting just above them. The close proximity always seemed to make your heart race, the organ hammering in your chest hard enough that you were sure she could feel it against her own. Her perfume made you dizzy with lust, only adding to your arousal as she took over all of your senses. Your voice was breathy, lost in your throat, just above a whisper as you spoke, as you begged for her. "Please, Donna… please-"

She crashed her lips into yours, finally giving you the beginnings of what your craved, stealing all the breath from your lungs and devouring the moans and whimpers that escaped your throat. You felt her tongue brush against your bottom lip only for her to take your bottom lip between her teeth, pulling it as she backed away slightly.

The look of pure desire she was throwing at you only mirrored your own - dark eyes fluttered against each others features behind half lidded eyes, cheeks and chests flushed a pink hue, chests heaving to catch breaths that were willingly stolen away..

Her lips met yours again, but only for a few moments. They trailed down your jawline, plump lips meeting your neck and leaving deep marks against it. You threw your head back as a moan tore through your throat, your back arching as you felt her fingers rubbing against your clit above the fabric of your undergarments.

She continued to kiss down your body, her hands letting go of your wrists and allowing your hands to immediately meet her shoulders. A growl left her throat as she met the fabric of your dress, annoyed with the barrier between her and the rest of the body. She moved quickly, picking you up and bringing you up the stairs to your shared bedroom as one of her hands worked on the zipper of your dress.

The door slammed shut behind her, your body quickly landing on the bed as she pulled the dress off of you. You backed up until your hands met the pillows behind you, watching as the goddess pulled her own dress of her body.

Her pale skin was illuminated by the moon, her body shining in beauty before you. She took her place back above you, hands running along the edges of your lace bra before her lips met your collar bones again.

You were getting drunk on her as she hands smoothed over any and all of your skin. She teeth nipped at your skin, tongue soothing over the marks after pulling away. One of her hands made their way to your back, unclasping your bra and tossing it somewhere within the room.

Her tongue traced over your right bud, making your back arch, only for her to take it in her mouth moments later. Her other hand toyed with the other, smoothing over the bug until both were in stiff peaks. She littered marks across your chest, making sure to give the other bud the same amount of attention before moving kissing down your stomach.

You felt her hand back at your core, her touch light enough against the fabric that it was purely a tease. You bucked your hips slightly, only for her to bite your thigh in response, trailing her tongue over it right after. She did this again and again until she thought you were going to behave, her lips planting a kiss against your mound before she slowly started pulling the fabric down your legs.

She worked at an agonizingly slow pace, lips kissing down one leg and up the other before you felt her tongue lick through your folds. The action made you take in a sharp breath, only for it to get lost in the moan that tore through you. She worked her tongue in and out of you, collecting your juices and moaning at the taste, the vibrations shooting through your body and making a familiar knot form in your lower abdomen.

Your fingers dug into the sheets beneath you as she took hold of your thighs, locking your hips in place as her tongue licked up your slit, only to start circling your clit immediately after. You felt one of her hands shift along your leg, the touch moving underneath your thigh before nimble fingers circled your entrance.

They dipped into your core, the stretch quickly turning into a dangerous pleasure as they pumped in and out of you. They curled in a way that made you see stars, brushing against the spongey spot within you and making moans spill from your lips with ease. Your body burned for her touch, your walls clenching around her fingers and making her groan at the feeling of you.

Her fingers picked up speed, her lips wrapping themselves around your sensitive bud and sucking at the same time. You felt your thighs begin to shake with your impending orgasm, the coil within you tightening a dangerous amount only for you to be left on a high.

She stilled her actions, kissing down your thighs while she looked up at you. Your breathing was heavy, your breasts rising and falling with each intake as you tried to ground yourself from a peak that was taken from you. Just as you were about to speak, her tongue circled your clit again, her fingers moving at a brutal pace as she aimed to give you what you oh so craved..

With every thrust of her fingers you were pushed harder and harder against towards the edge. You felt your mind grow hazy with desire, the amount of lust coursing through you making you putty in ecstasy's hold.

Your knuckled turned white at your hard grip on the sheets, your throat growing sore as she pulled loud moans and whimpers from your chest, her pace never slowing.

Your thighs shook on either side of her head, your climax slamming into you and making you moan out her name. Your body shuddered with the wave of pleasure that consumed you as she helped you rise out for first orgasm of the night.

She gently pulled her fingers from your core, your half lidded eyes watching her taker her fingers into her mouth and lick them clean. Her lips trailed up your body, the gentle touch of her lips making your heart soar before she met your own.

When she pulled away, her eyes met your own, desire still prominent within them. "Don't think for a second that I am done with you tonight, amore mio.."

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𝐚/𝐧: OKAYYY?? OKAAYYYY AHHAHAH this served as a reawakening of my RE8 brainrot and i dont know what to do this was so fun holy fuck but also holy fuck? 😏

first donna fic done teehee. i might write for her more because she is such a beautiful character, but like all the lords of RE8 i wish they did so much more with them. there is so much backstory and lore missing and i just NEED a whole game or something released just for them. you cant make these characters interesting as hell and only give us crumbs when it comes to their lore

i loved playing around with this side of donna. she is so quiet and shy within the game that it's always interesting for me to see how she can be portrayed

i hope you all liked it! I'm sorry it took me a hot minute to get here, lovely anon;; but i really enjoyed writing this one

xx,

~ 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰

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[donnas-dollface]

Y/N: Hey Donna, I'm getting married and I'd love you to be at the wedding!

Donna, a little disappointed: As your bridesmaid?

Y/N: As my wife.

[ilovedonnabeneviento]

Based off that one time mc brought Angie's mom to prom

@resident-lover

[kobayashi-fr]

Okay so concept:

Donna Beneviento x Maid w/ hay-fever...

Okay hear me out, Donna being her usual shy self, who happens to be crushing on the cute Maid that Alcina insist she take. Her not knowing how to deal with this tries hiding away using her powers but because her powers rely on pollen of her yellow flowers, Maid is just sneezing up a storm whenever she does this. At first Maid just thought this was a coincidence but eventually connects the dots.

Because of this Donna can't really hide because she has a living pollen detector in her house.

(Cue Donna loosing every game of hide n seek forever)

I haven't written any fanfiction in years so if someone wants to write this or that inspiration go ahead!

[stellq03]

This was fun!!

[belasfavkitten]

GUYS HELP ME IM DYING RN WHATTTT HELP I DIDN'T KNOW BBG DONNA WAS THAT BRAVE

[alcinas-big-ass-simp]

~ Donna Beneviento with a haunted doll Reader ~

Note: back to being crackhead dhhdhdhh— I have the weirdest ideas in the world but I just thought How would Donna react and be around a haunted doll reader?

• She found you in the least expected place that someone would expect to find a (haunted) doll, in the damn waterfall—

• Donna was going out today to sit near the waterfall near her house since she finally convinced herself to at least go outside for a little bit but that was until she saw you! Your lifeless battered and cracked porcelain doll body floating in the waterfall, shit! it scared the living daylights out of her when she first saw you like that

• But then she quickly composed herself and walked over to you, she didn't mind if she got herself a little wet to get you! She just found it weird that someone would leave a perfect doll out in the middle of the woods and especially in a waterfall! She just had to get you out of there and bring you back to her home

• Once she brought you back to her house, she began fixing your little cracks, polishing up your porcelain skin and getting new clothes for you that match your aesthetic in her opinion! She had a lot of fun fixing you up! After she was done with your upgrades she set you down on one of her chairs to go get something she forgot in the basement when she was fixing you up

• tho in those couple of minutes that she was gone you woke up! The last thing you remember was your friend owner threw you into a river when they had enough of you. You were confused and scared, You have no idea where you even are and when you looked around the place from where you were sitting, you don't remember this place at all! This is a whole new area,,, Did someone find you?. You decided to stand up in your seat to see more of the area around you!

• But before you can think more on the subject, Donna walked in and screamed bloody murder that had Angie come running in with a knife looking for danger— but when Angie saw what Donna screamed at, she looked confused as fuck— She didn't understand why Donna was screaming at a doll?? She has dolls all over the place????

• But before Angie could say anything to Donna, Donna interrupted her, “Huh?... Are you alive or?..—” Donna said in a shaky voice trying to figure out if she really gone insane for a second, “aH— i- well— I'm something that you would call a ‘haunted’ doll I guess?.” You tried to explain to her without her freaking out but to your surprise she didn't freak out!

• Donna looked more interested than anything else! Fascinated by the concept of something ‘haunted’ so her and Angie sat with you for a couple of hours asking questions about you and your past, it was quite nice to talk to someone that wasn't mean or scared of you- it was refreshing in your opinion

• After you guys talked for a couple of hours, she decided to let you stay here with her! Believe it or not she grew quite emotionally attached to you when she was fixing you up so you being ‘haunted’ was just a bonus for her! It would be nice to have some more company!

• Since now that you live with her, she includes you in a lot of her daily activities! Like gardening, tea parties with the other dolls, fixing dolls, making dolls, cuddling and going to meetings with her!

• Especially meetings, she just can't leave you at home! She gets so worried about you that she can't even function properly at the meeting, she's so scared that you might fall and crack yourself or someone breaks in and steals you! Every possibility that can run through her head, will run through her head

• So she has to bring you to every meeting and no one really questions it because it's Donna- like come on- The antisocial quiet Lord that already has a creepy ass doll on her lap has another one on her lap too, ain't no one going to question that cuz it is not worth the time fr

• But you're basically attached to her hip now since she carries you around like Angie but even more- Both of her arms will be full holding you and Angie, She's so so attached to the both of you! She loves you guys so so much—

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Hope you guys liked this cuz I couldn't stop myself from making this lol but i maybe do more of this in the future!

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[tu-sugar-mami]

A frame of this precious baby from my lil animation

She deserves the best and honestly those 0.5 seconds she had in-game were far from enough

[much2leite]

What do these 2 lesbian icons have in common?

A) A mean bitch took one of their eyes

B) An unwillingness to kill that goes against their (unpaid) job description

C) We love them and we are prepared to die for them even if completely unnecessary

D) ALL OF THE ABOVE

Credit: Donna art is by NyutaValerius on DeviantArt

[rosestarlightkatarina]

[lucidmagic]

Chapters: 9/? Fandom: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Donna Beneviento/Reader, Donna Beneviento & Reader Characters: Donna Beneviento, Angie (Resident Evil), Donna Beneviento (Resident Evil), Reader Additional Tags: Gentle Burn, Slow Burn, ya'll want soft? I'll give you soft (with a dash of repressed sexuality), Donna deserved better, Gremlin Angie, Eventual Smut, My God these bitches gay, Good for them, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Not Beta Read, Pinning? Pinning, Mutual Pining, reader is a botanist/phytologist because for reasons, Plot? No Plot only pinning, discussions of depression/anxiety, Slight AU in which the Lords actually care for each other, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Discussions of autism and neurodivergency, Dealing with grief and mourning, Additional Trigger Warnings at the beginning of each chapter, author needs a hug and a loving slap, author finds joy in tormenting their readers, largely un-beta-read we die like the Lords and Ethan Winters, Rated M (for now), Donna needs some love and it's up for a gayass gardener to do so, Apparently people like this fic so I guess I have to finish it Series: Part 1 of sing to us the one with violets in her lap Summary:

You want to be selfish.

Your fingers burn and twitch with it as her face continues to be shrouded from your eyes. All of your body is screaming to just do it and pull it back, finally sating your desire to see your old friend's face.

(You idly wondered if her cheeks ever lost that baby fat she always complained about. If her face sharpened like her father’s or rounded like her mother’s. Did she inherit the latter’s pert nose? Or a straight one like the former?

A thought enters your mind of you leaning in and kissing a pale cheek and seeing how she flushes, beautifully and enticingly. You grit your teeth at that and turn away.)

But no. Donna may be an old friend, yes, but she is now your employer and you can't ruin the tentative companionship the two of you have at the moment with your selfish impulses.

Or,

Gardener!Reader falls in love with the mysterious Lady Beneviento, who was once a close friend when they were younger, but like many things in this world tragedy and life got in the way. Now they've reunited.

[morgan1413]

Donna Beneviento x Gender Neutral Reader - Misc. Headcanons

For Donna, her veil is a large aspect of her identity outside of her home. This isn’t for any other reason than the fear of judgment from others due to the scar on her right eye. Regardless, she is more than happy to take it off around you as a symbol of the love and trust that she has for you. This takes quite some building up to on her part, seeing as she was bullied quite often for her looks especially when she was little. With your loving and care however, she is able to at least somewhat surpass that trauma and reveal her true identity to you with your loving comfort and care, and lots and lots of affectionate appraisals to how cute and gorgeous she looks.

Adding to her usage of her veil, eventually she reaches the point where she is comfortable pulling it back in public, if only to reveal part of her cheek and her mouth. This is so she can better display her emotions nonverbally, either through a smile or an overly exaggerated frown, or even as an invitation for a quick kiss when she’s feeling especially affectionate. This is usually done when she is confident that not many people are watching, but still within a public setting. It warms your heart to know that she’s gained this confidence to be more open with her emotions in public, simply by wanting to display her love and emotions to you.

As you can probably tell, Donna is incredibly nonverbal when it comes to communicating. If she can get the point across without having to talk, then that’s what she will do. In private and sometimes in public, this is through using facial expressions to indicate how she feels towards certain things and situations, how you’re acting and how she feels about it. She will also point and gesture at things as an indication to her interest towards them. This isn’t to say that she hates her voice, and indeed you love it when you hear her deep and dulcet tones being whispered into your ear, it’s just that talking takes quite a lot of emotional effort for her, and she’d rather not have to go through that process. It takes a while to adapt, but in time you begin to understand her body language and the way she tries to communicate how she feels using it and come to see it as quite affectionate and endearing.

Donna is quite the sleepy type, especially because she is quite the night owl, often staying up until the early hours of the morning working on one of her hobbies such as knitting or writing especially if she finds it particularly engrossing. Unfortunately on her part, this means that she usually ends up being quite tired during the day, adding to her lethargy and unwillingness to partake in any activity more strenuous than walking or sewing. A cute aspect of this however, is how often she will take a nap on your shoulder during the day as you sit next her, and much like how a cat falls asleep on your lap, you daren’t move as disturbing her would feel like an act of cruelty. You also love staying up with her during these late nights, as even simply watching her work on her hobbies is enough for you to become enraptured with how calm and unburdened, she appears whilst she is engrossed in these things.

She also isn’t one to eat that much, which you find quite alarming at first. She only really eats one meal a day and typically only has a few snacks outside of this meal. You soon come to understand though that it’s not as if she does that much physical activity and so would not need to eat that much to get by. However, you would still prefer if she was a little less lethargic, and so over time you convince her to add more and a little more variety to her diet, so she isn’t just scraping by each day. She is also an excellent cook, and an expert on a variety of Italian dishes that she is more than happy to cook up for you as and when you need it. The Bolognese sauce she makes is to die for, so having it served with any kind of pasta is always a treat. This is another nonverbal way of displaying her affection towards you, and seeing you well fed and enjoying something she made for you fills her little dark heart with joy.

As for when she does communicate verbally, she usually leans in right next to your ear to whisper something affectionate into your ear. Because her love for you is overwhelming due to her prior lack of affection, this is one of the few things to draw her out of her shell. Her deep voice reverberates through your neck and sends comforting shivers down your spine. In that moment where she is drowning you in eloquently spoken tokens of affection, you feel utterly taken by the warmth and comfort her voice brings, a reminder of just how dedicated she is to you. As she pulls away and smiles at you warmly, you think to yourself that anything less than a lifetime spent with this woman would be time well and thoroughly wasted, this is all you’ll ever need.

Overall, her affection towards you is quite subdued in fact, and to some may seem quite distant. This is understandable given her circumstances but given time you start to know and understand things about her that other people simply pay no attention to. It’s not that she puts no effort in, it’s just these efforts are much more subtle and a lot less verbal, but no less loving or caring than any other person, and perhaps even more so. Loving Donna can be rough at times, she has little self-confidence and can be quite insular, but you live for the times when she does come out of her shell and displays affection towards you, and most importantly herself. Over time, and given your undying love towards you, she begins to gain confidence in strides, and it is in this that you find your own self meaning, by enabling such a precious lady to find her own self-confidence, and blossom into a caring and doting person whom you adore immensely.

Thanks for reading! 💖 This was just a few quick ideas I’ve had in my head that I decided to elaborate on in headcanon form, I truly hope you enjoyed them. Please do let me know if you’d like to see anything else like this in the future, this isn’t the extent to which I have in my head, and I’d be more than happy to write something very NSFW once I put my mind to it, believe me I have a lot when it comes to that sort of thing 😏

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Angie, pointing at Donna: This is Donna. Donna enjoys her personal space.

Angie, pointing at Y/N whose head is in Donna's lap: This is Y/N. Y/N also enjoys Donna's personal space.