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this is what good pussy sounds like *silent hill siren*

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Everyday I regret deleting my ao3 bc I was really cooking back then. I remember one of my favorite artists in the fandom shouted me out on their instagram story, felt like I was on the moon I’ll tell ya what.

BUT!!

I still have the files. Debating if I should just post them on here but definitely going to revise

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Idk who tf put this vile human being on my timeline (don’t worry, already blocked them) but just letting others aware that my blog is NOT terf safe. If you think like this kindly unfollow me. I hope that not even the maggots would seek your flesh when the time comes

Anyways happy pride month to everyone else and keep yourselves safe ❤️

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you can really feel the motherquake she’s emitting through this pic

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And another one because why not 🤗

HC that Donna has freckles, especially on her shoulders and arms. Datura has definitely kissed each one and it makes Donna giggle

And then when I kissed you and held you so near,

Tell me why, tell me why you’re so shy?

~Daydream, Wallace Collection

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Had fun making this picrew by KanahaniART 🖤

Donna Beneviento X My OC Datura

Laying in the garden on a beautiful day, Angie’s running around somewhere catching butterflies 🦋

CW: A bit riskier version under the *** but you can’t really see anything

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A lazy Lady’s morning

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And then when I kissed you and held you so near,

Tell me why, tell me why you’re so shy?

~Daydream, Wallace Collection

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Had fun making this picrew by KanahaniART 🖤

Donna Beneviento X My OC Datura

Laying in the garden on a beautiful day, Angie’s running around somewhere catching butterflies 🦋

CW: A bit riskier version under the *** but you can’t really see anything

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A lazy Lady’s morning

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feeling sooo nostalgic about RE: Village lately

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Fr like I just came across this edit the other day and this was the first comment 😒

I really need people to understand the difference between sexualization and attraction. I’m allowed to get my rocks off on a fucking ADULT CHARACTER omg yall are so annoying! And there’s no evidence whatsoever that Donna has the mind of a child? Like where are do you even get that from. “Well she speaks through Angie who’s childlike” genuinely what child do you know who acts like that please be so serious

Anyways im gonna ride it like a grinder

Lads I’m so tired of this.

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Completely unrelated to my blogs theme but I need to rant.

People in our own “community” are being purposely obtuse about bisexuals yet again. Happens every pride month like clockwork.

“There’s nothing revolutionary about dating men” actually, it’s about being bisexual. Figuring out your bisexual IS revolutionary because..wait for it…bisexuals are queer! Having a nonmonosexual identity is still queer! What part isn’t clicking?

“But you can hide that part of yourself and benefit from straight passing privilege!” Okay so being in the closet/hiding a part of your identity is a privilege now? What about beards and lavender marriages? Guess the gays and lesbians who are in those are super privileged now according to that logic. Everything that happens to yall also happens to bisexuals. In fact, statistically at a higher rate! And the best part is, we don’t get any support from lgbtq+ orgs because of these stigmas. We are oftentimes pushed out of discussions of queerness, face the highest domestic violence rates and homelessness.. but none of you will ever acknowledge that because you’re still over here pretending it’s just about dating men.

Hundreds of posts have already been made calling us traitors, “male centered”, yadda yadda yadda. Do you not get tired? Do you not feel ashamed? Since when does everything have to turn into some oppression Olympics as if we aren’t all suffering under the same oppressive society? I had more support when I identified as a lesbian in the community than I do now. I’ve been called a traitor, a whore, untrustworthy..have lost friends and even family members who were were fine until I went through this “phase” as they call it. It’s so vile and disgusting and tiresome.

For once I wish we were listened to. Anyways, happy fucking pride month I guess

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Lowkey didn't know if I wanted to post this but uuuh here we are now Some HCs on Donna's body bc why not. Notes under the cut! You decide for yourself how well I managed to portray them, lmao

Scarred and calloused hands from working with them all the time

Chipped nail polish for the same reason

Body hair bc I cannot imagine she'd feel the need to shave

Also, happy trail

Broad shoulders, toned arms, otherwise lithe body

Long and wavy/curly hair

Moles all over her body

Dark spots/marks from the cadou, mostly around the right eye, but some go down to her neck

Bags under her eyes, don't think she sleeps enough

Milky/cloudy eye

Thin lips

Hooked nose

Hip dips

Pale as all hell (go touch grass girly)

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Between The Two Gardens

Pairings involved: Donna Beneviento X Fem!reader, Alcina Dimitrescu X Fem!reader, Donna Beneviento X Alcina Dimitrescu, Donna Beneviento X Alcina Dimitrescu X Fem!reader

TW’s: Bodily harm, noncon drug use (only for Donna’s cadou flowers nothing else), manipulation, brainwashing, Dom and Sub dynamics, eventual smut, eventual innuendos or topics of sexuality.

Other notes: No, Donna and Alcina are not actually related. They are in a cult and “sister” is to them as it is to nuns in an abbey. Okay? Okay. I enjoy a multitude of fics that have different AU’s including the “dysfunctional family” kind. But this is fic is not that. Don’t like, don’t read.

Synopsis: You escape your dull life in the village, or so you thought. Those pretty yellow flowers crept up on you as you ran through mountain trees..leading you straight into the youngest lords possessive hands. But what happens when you meet the eyes of an old friend? Set shortly after Miranda created the four lords. Game storyline will not be mentioned.

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Chapter One- The Dark Angel

The world crumbles under your feet.

Giving way to the void consuming it.

Consuming you.

Falling, falling, falling…

And then nothingness.

It takes a moment for you to realize you weren’t dead. You couldn’t understand how you weren’t, you were running from something before it attacked you…right?

A sharp pain pierces the side of your head followed by a shrill ringing. The pain is almost blinding though you couldn’t see.

It had been nothing but darkness until a bright light comes shooting at you from nowhere, swallowing you up until your eyes finally open.

Gasping for air, your hands shakily grasp for nothing in particular, not caring what it was as long as it grounded you.

Whatever they land on is soft to the touch and warm. It jerks at your attempt to cling onto it, pulling itself away. You cry out, your words unintelligible as you weren’t all the way out of the delirium yet. Whatever you had said was understood somehow by the shadow entity in front of you, blurred out slightly as you slowly regained consciousness.

It moves closer once more, allowing your fingers to intertwine with its softness.

Silk.

The word comes to you as you start to remember life. That you weren’t dead.

You remember only feeling silk once before in your life. You were far too poor to even look at it, let alone possess it.

But that was until your parents cousins, the side of the family who faired better off in life came to visit one summer.

They had brought a friend with them, another woman in their high class society who sneered every time you stared too hard.

Having grappled with the fact that you fancied other women instead of men at a young age, you were confident in yourself. But you never actually felt the way you did for this witch of a woman before, and that made you more stealthy.

You watched the way her breasts moved as she breathed, her attention to the conversation between her and your parents instead of measly ol’ you.

One would tell a joke and she’d laugh, making your face grow warm and undoubtably rosy as you imagined what other heavenly noises she could make.

Another time you watched through the crack of the guest bedroom as she got ready for bed.

She always wore a silk nightdress, and oh the way the flames of the fireplace glistened against it hypnotized you..you were desperate to touch it.

One night after another countless party with your family she catches you. Her golden hazel eyes staring you down through the crack in the door.

She’s a predator and you’re the prey. You felt that in your bones as she licked her lips and pulled you inside with her fingers in your hair.

She was your first, and unfortunately your only. But that night solidified what your heart desired.

Now here it was crashing down on you all over again.

Soft grey eyes-..wait, one eye..

You left out a soft gasp when you notice this dark angel is missing half of her face.

There’s a pulsating grayish blue mass of scar tissue where her right eye should be, and she quickly turns her head so you can’t see it.

Well.. you think she’s an angel anyway. A part of you still hasn’t let go of the fact you weren’t dead.

“Who are you?” You whisper, your voice still strained.

The mysterious creature leans closer to you, that lifeless but gentle gray eye piercing through your soul. As if she were consuming it just by her gaze instead of sharp teeth or claws.

Finally she whispers back, her voice sending a confusing shiver down your spine. It was rasp, rich and deep. But feminine in the way that causes a glow to your cheeks.

“Someone who owns you now my sweet doll..” she murmurs in your ear, her breath tickling your neck.

“But you may call me my lady..” she whispers before planting a soft kiss to the shell of your ear.

Her dark figure swallows you back into the void, where you’ll rest in a deep sleep until the pollen’s effects wear off.

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Ohio’s sky is like a box of chocolates

(These were all taken at the same time but from different angles)

Bonus: the aura of a Midwest Dollar General

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The Lady’s schedule is full unfortunately. Please book your appointment for a later date.

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The obvious answer.

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I do imagine donna with long hair unhealthy amount of times

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Struggled to open a bottle of electrolit and gave myself a blister

Just in case anyone doubts that I’m BUILT DIFFERENT 😤