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firefly-fromhell · 2 years
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In my pre-canon, pre-Cadou fic And the waltz goes on, Alcina confesses her love for Donna via letter, because I find it incredibly romantic:
My dearest Donna,
I know my feelings well, even if sometimes I'm rather horrible at showing them. I'm not very good with putting them into words, either. I wouldn't want to bore you while I struggle with what to say when we finally see each other again, so please bear with me for the duration of this letter.
A single day doesn't go by without my thoughts wandering to you. You are my anchor, Donna. My beacon, my sun, moon and stars. The greatest joy of my life.
After having a lot of time to ponder on our relationship and the way I feel about you, I'm confident it has never been another fling for fun. From the day we met, you have completely and utterly stolen my heart.
Never before did I feel such care and affection, such love. And I love you, my Donna, as much as one can love another person. I have never met a woman so remarkable. I admire your kind heart, strength, courage and brilliant mind. You have shown me so much. No matter what happens going forward, please know that I'll do anything I can to make you feel loved, safe and happy.
I can’t thank you enough for the invitation. I would be overjoyed to visit, and finally see the place you call home. I wish I could come right away, but I don’t feel well enough to travel just yet. Please let me know if a visit in a week’s time isn’t an inconvenience for the house works - I should be back on my feet by then.
I'm bored out of my mind, but the perspective of being able to see you soon and fall into your arms again is utterly blissful. For now, I’m sending all my love.
Yours eternally, Alcina
Please consider reading the story and joining the emotional roller-coaster, thanks! <3 
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flour-cloud · 3 years
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Henlo fandom!
AlcinaxDonna Resident Evil contemporary!au. A sorta of. We have demonic cutie dolls, a car accident, diseases and art galleries, fluff with some sad moment and paintings! We love paintings! Lesbian couple here {♡}.
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Donna still lost her parents but she is coping with the pain, she has on the face a big scar caused by the car accident that kill them both.
In good days she takes this kind of pics in black and white for herself only. She met Alcina one day on a zoom meeting and after that she made dresses only for her and her daughters who suffer from this rare condition. She knows pain, she knows physical and emotional pain so she tries to help with Angie. Donna sent the dresses to the castle and Alcina was surprised by the quality and the effort Donna put in them.
Donna is a well rewarded dollmaker with the Alcina's support because she helped her selling the first dolls.
The animated and witchie dolls are only for Donna necessities. Donna learned how to use a pc but she doesn't want to communicate by it outside of work, she has an online shop. Alcina manages the local art gallery with big profits. When they first date Alcina was a bit unconvinced about dating a veiled woman with a doll, but she was interested in Donna talent, in her unique disposition for art and her hands. They spent the time together chatting and drinking tea. Alcina neves asked about the veil, Donna one day just take her hand and feelings of warm and affection start to raise in her chest. Protection, she felt protected by Alcina and included in conversations, art and in projects such as a new person because that woman is so enthusiast every time she can listen to her. When Donna is talking,Alcina smile quietly as a proud mama with a difficult baby and Donna felt that. She was happy to have someone who cares about her, someone who tries tirelessly to improve her skills and someone who is kind. Alcina is charismatic and kind.
Donna was impressed by Alcina's figure. She never experienced a connection with anything but dolls and the gardener at villa Beneviento. Alcina surely is not impressed by a thing in this world but when Angie once tried to hug her she felt her heart melting. Donna holding Alcina's hands was the biggest progression in her life, but then comes more with the doll's hugs.
Alcina one of those days, the bad days of sickness, opened about her daughters and the loss, the disease that was consuming all of them for the first time. Donna sobbed and cried for her under the veil. She takes her hand once again. Angie declared she is sorry for the pain,the fact they were abandoned by many hospitals and the inability to do something adequate to help. Alcina asked Donna to manage the art gallery when she's dead, to not sell the castle she lived in with the daughters. Donna caressed gently the beautiful pale face of the other woman, for a long and intense moment.
"I promise I'll do everything. " she whispered . Angie was in Alcina lap hugging the best she can her big body.
Alcina would never been able to say all of those things to her daughters. She was supported only by Donna in that way. You don't want your daughters to be worried about you as a mother.
Then time goes by and dates happened more frequently with some medical help for Donna. Donna's power were huge and still remained that way but with medications other things were able to function like eating properly food or some days to take a short walk outside in the garden, so she started to actively met Alcina in her castle.
Alcina one day passed after her daughters. She passed quietly, with the supportive and calming presence of Donna.
Donna and Angie built three memorial dolls to put their memories into and one bigger: they choose carefully the outfits, the hairstyle, the accessories.
After a big moment of hesitation they choose to not animate them. They were in peace. Donna experienced happiness and loss. But she was happy. She walks to the castle and the gallery wearing a veil darker than usual and some flowers sewed in it.
Angie took her place at Alcina's office desk and also Donna.
One day a woman knocked at the museum door.
A tall, gorgeous brunette with a smartphone and white, a bit vintage, dress.
Donna smiled.
"Is that you, darling?You reincarnated faster than I thought".
The woman show her eyes under this black hat and a ferocious smile.
"How could I ever left you alone?"
"So you recognize us? Do you...?"
Alcina smiled and that was the only thing Donna needed to stand up and hug her strongly, crying on her chest.
Alcina was moving her hands on Donna's back to calm her ,Angie was on the long leg of the tall artist.
Donna suddenly lift up the veil showing her cracked face only for a second that Alcina would never forget.
Donna put back the veil with a visible shake in her hands and sobbing loudly.
It was a good day, the first of a long list. When Donna shows an emotion, is good enough for Alcina to be happy.
Donna never left the veil and the long dresses she liked to wear, but she accepted another paint by Alcina: a portrait in a completely new dress that makes feel her uncomfortable at the beginning, but she accepted that perception when she saw the work finished. She was elegant,tall, shining from inside and also under the veil but Alcina's brush was able to preserve her quiet and lonely, melancholy self even in the sunny background. That's how Alcina saw her from the very beginning? As a strong,elegant figure busy in sewing dresses, drinking tea, summoning spirits and reading books? Donna touched the canvas with a finger.
"Look,Angie,what do you think?" she asked to the doll.
"Mom beautiful " Angie declared from Alcina shoulder,that doll is fast in climbing "we will conquer the world!"
"I think your doll has some taste,my heart" said Alcina.
"Thank you,I built her and I am very picky about demons".
Alcina laughed .
"That's why I love you".
"Why,Alcina?"
"Because you choose your women as your dolls: elegant,strong and with an art addiction".
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silvevia · 3 years
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Some meme of BelaDonna!
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@sobersaber make my arts into a gif! She edits them, fix them and give them life! She is brilliant!
AlcinaxDonna i will save for the last!
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flour-cloud · 3 years
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Henlo fandom! Now we explore that angst situation where Alcina is drunk by a excessive amount of maiden's blood and passed out in front of Donna's door. Mention of: self-inflicted pain, blood, tortures and loss of children.
It is a cold, dark night. When that forgotten-by-Gods village had a night with a full moon and shining stars? Something that was remotely...nice? Alcina was devastated by Ethan's murder of her daughters, she managed to survive by pure accident and the basements smell so good, that place looks so inviting and tempting: darkness, loneliness, silence. Peace. A dead woman rotten to the core clearly belonged to a place with that aura. A long,red,solitary tear run from her eyes to her neck all the way down that white, burned and ripped dress she loves so much. Alcina put her head under the blood line in a tub full of sanguine Virginis than she walks out the door. That disgusting human stole the body of her angels after the fight. If the vampire had a heart she probably would ripped it off her chest. The lady of the castle try to sit on chair made of iron spines in order to feel something different. Maybe that inflicted pain is the proof she has a heart,but one that does not pump anymore. If she peeled her skin maybe she would find crystals, something more noble than that rotten corpse that she is.That numb in her mind ... she was unable to say a single word about anything. The blood she drunk is restoring her body-structures and organs, but she has no urgency of breathing. Suddenly,when the moon reveals itself trough clouds Alcina decides to stand up and drink some more. Her head only reminds her how disgraceful that behaviour is.
So Alcina walks for minutes,for hours, ignored by monsters on the streets,by animals. And she passed out in a foggy zone she does not remember .
Angie opened the door.
"Mom! That tall busty woman smalls bad! Maybe is dead! Can we use her skin? May I have her claws? We can cut them off! " suggests the creature .
It is not usual that Donna moves to the front door from her chamber and her laboratory in the house,but when Angie calls mom should be there, no? A woman passed out at her door? A tall,busty woman? Maybe Alcina? That sounds bad. She paused for a moment and she looks down at her feet the big, stained and smelling body. "Call for help,Angie " Donna decides abruptly "no,darling, you can't have claws from her,she is alive. Very alive, stinky, but alive".
A bunch of clowns and creepy broken dolls help to transport Alcina inside.
Donna is disappointed when Alcina's blood stained the elegant sofa, she scrunch her nose a bit. "Now what? I am bored,mom". "Now we wait, Angie, come here" that authoritative and quiet calls is enough for the doll to obey happily.
Alcina opens her eyes.
"What happened?"asks Donna "miss, what happened?".
"I ... Bela,Cassandra...Daniela" the vampire tried to speak with a bit of fake confidence "they are gone. My precious angels are gone" more blood more tears more stains shaking in her big, massive body.
"Ethan" Donna is clever and fast in deduction "I have to give him the second piece of that baby".
"Miranda will scold you" a fake answer to something that was not a question.
"I am not afraid of her" Donna answers "are you afraid of Mother Miranda?"
"You should. She is immortal until we gave Rose pieces" tells the vampire. Alcina breathe instinctively for a moment and she looks at the veiled woman "she took you,darling,why disrespecting her?"
"Why fight to live without hope of a win? Why to live without the ones we love? We were chosen by mother's, but we are us, we ... feel. She doesn't. I am supposed to be grateful but Mother Miranda only expanded my sorrow."
The whole debate happened trough a doll. A demonic,creepy,doll that Alcina found incredibly creepy but well preserved. The lady scans the room with the eyes able to see in the dark: well dressed dolls with perfect hair and the finest jewelry on the shelves, the flowers and the toxic flowers on the table, the finest piece of furniture. That woman shows taste in art and wood pieces. Alcina looked at her hands: pale long fingers with nails painted in black.
Donna suddenly look distressed and she disappeared in the deep of the house. The conversation was too much for her fragile mind. She need some space and Alcina was not in the mood to follow her.
Time goes by, Ethan got the baby part, but Donna is still alive. Alcina hide while all happened.
Alcina does not know why that dolls were so fascinated by her. Not only Angelica was possessed and possessive, but she started to follow her with a big scissor in her tiny hand. The woman takes her up one day:"Mom she picked me,mom!"the doll screams from the top of her lungs.
Donna remained silent.
Alcina show a vague interest in the demonic creature, but she acts sweetly when the focus is on her: someone like her cannot be bothered by a minuscule doll.
"Are you afraid of heights?"
"I want your claws! Mama does not want me to have them, but they are beautiful and sharpened!" she laughed hysterically.
"You have to listen to your mother, sweet creature" she whispered "mother knows best".
"You have daughters! I remember mama told me about them".
"I had . They were killed by Ethan". It is the first time Alcina can say it out loud, verbally. That sentence sounds unbreakable and definitive, but true.
The doll sits on her shoulder:"You are so tall madame, I can climb you. I still don't get why you choose my door to pass out a week ago".
Ah,the voices shifting, Donna is back from darkness.
"Do you want to climb me specifically, Donna,or is that a little joke from your doll?". Alcina does not have idea if she was flirty and why. The artist does not want to makes Donna close herself again inside her dark mind.
Alcina thought about the last time she met the dollmaker, that elegant, dark and melancholic figure that speaks only by her doll. In the past week she saw Beneviento dress, the creative process of her creatures. "She has daughters that will never be corrupted by Miranda" she thoughts feeling the sadness arise in her chest.
Donna in her room is sewing faster than usual. She missed a point. She is distracted, she is afraid and that sentence in mind:"Do you want to climb me?" What does that mean? That woman has no shame literally and Donna does not want to be touched by anyone. Maybe Angie could do some work with her body and that vampire was enormous. Ugh. Too much to process.
Donna Beneviento decide she should do something about the vampire question in her room downstairs.
"I am sorry for the loss you experienced " Donna declared with her firm and soft voice "I want to give you something" . The creative act is sacred to Donna, she infused the presents with magic and dark force but the looks,oh, the details, the refined painting and the matching capes. Every doll has its own blade and insects made by gemstones on the dresses.
Alcina collapsed on her knees and then looked to Donna who keep an unreadable expression under her curtain. "You should stop drink this much, madame. I cannot stay here every night of my life listening to bad jokes about sapphic sex".
Donna run away and Alcina takes two big breaths in, two out. These dolls were identical to her daughters, it was a gift by Donna , a sign of her attention to the loss and mourning the woman faced.
No, her daughters did not die forever. She takes the dolls and cuddle them, she held them onto her chest.
What was that about sapphic sex? The vampire rolled her eyes.
Also Angie climb up to her. She wants to be cuddled and hugged.
"You'll may be my new second mum if you stop scaring mama Donna" she warning the woman.
"I am not scaring your mother and I was still drunk".
"Don't try to justify yourself!" That scream again from empty lungs not used to work properly. Alcina avoided a blade from Angie. "Mom appreciated you eradicated flowers Miranda gave us. Mom wants to be happy. Mom wants to be safe ".
Alcina ripped the horrendous flowers from the house and the garden one of the morning after she get drunk. Alcina as a perfect lady was not able to keep her hands out of Donna's house that was... dirty, if she had to say kindly. The lady decided that an act of good can do better than a dozens words of wisdom.
"I did it because it was necessary: if she wanted to be freed from Miranda's power the flowers are a first step".
"Mom knows that you are kind and considerate. Sometimes. When you do not eat human flesh, she doesn't like that behaviour ".
"It is not something I decided to start: It is a consequence of the mutation Miranda induced" the vampire defends herself.
"She knows,but she does not like it anyway" replied Angie" and she also think you two have two talk when she feels better". Alcina agreed
The next monday Donna feel better to face a conversation. At 9.00 in the morning,Donna shows up at the table .
Alcina looked at her:"How are you,darling?".
"Scared" answered Donna " and tired. Do you still have some jokes about sex? I find sex repulsive".
"I find sex interesting. But I am the one here who is trivial and coarse isn't it?" She smiled " so you are interested in me but not in sexual situations. Ok" she sipped a little of blood tea.
Beneviento didn't expected that fast acceptance for her condition about their relationship. Relationship? Oh God. She looked at Alcina.
"Is that ok for you?".
"Incredibly ok" answered the vampire lady "you host me in your home, you gave me your couch and you use your magic for me without doubting a moment. If I have to renounce sex for all of this...fine. your doll is far more interesting to me than a vagina".
"Thank you". The only thing miss Beneviento was able to think about was "thank you" like a broken neon.
The vampire nodded :"yes,I know, I am fabulous and awesome and I eat human flesh but darling,I would be too perfect If I didn't. You have fetus in the hall".
"It is an allucination" said Donna but she laughed "do you like it? Sometimes I call it Roger".
"You give your hallucinations names?"asked the woman.
"They were the only thing I had before your drunk depressed night walk".
"So I did the right thing somehow" decided the brunette, happily .
"No, but I am not in the position to criticise your choices ".
"You did it right now".
"I prefer to call what I did - exposing facts-" Donna take the tea.
Alcina laughed and also Angie.
"You have very strange reaction when you are afraid. So you need another mom for Angie?"
The dollmaker was quiet for a moment:"Yes. And weren't you the one who was happy with climbing up to each other?".
Sassy. Donna Beneviento is incredibly sassy when she feel enough strength and emotional involvement with someone. Alcina loves it.
"So can I climb on you?"asked Angie to Alcina" now you are my mom!" The little doll was delighted with her new person in the house.
Alcina gave to Donna a long,intense and funny sight. The question implied is clear to them both.
Maybe Donna also needed a mom sometimes. Maybe her damaged mind blurs the lines between the affection she missed and the affection she is getting,but that's not important. She is happy again, the house is full of living presences. A vampire. Oh,the irony...
The doll hugged mom Alcina strongly.
Miranda punished Donna for the misbehaving and the Ethan question, she suffered again and she came back home struggling to breathe properly because of the tortures she faced.
Alcina preserved her and protected her till the end of their time. The explosion and the mold died was a relief to both of them. Angie was broken,but Donna opened her single eye with the face covered in blood. She snuggled into Alcina arms for a moment covering her dress with stains, the vampire cleanse the veils in a fountain and put them back on Donna's angelic face, giving her a kiss.
"Sleep,darling, you are tired" Dimitrescu murmured while caressing the hair of the other woman on her lap "sleep,I am here. We did it. Ethan won".
"I want to be drunk right know" Donna declared and gives Alcina a kiss, a long, intense blood-tasting kiss.
"Nah,darling,better this way. I am sure tomorrow you will be at work for something that can climb up to me and I have a maiden to crush".
"Probably " answered Donna "but please,do not left the couch dirty. I have only one couch" and she fall asleep after a long time, hand in hand with someone who loves.
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