feeling guilty about not finishing my beladonna oneshot by the time i wanted to but there’s been some personal things going on so it’ll be a bit more till i can finish it 3.
but here’s a snippet of it! (currently titled “two am who do you love”). obviously more edits will be made but it’s good to have an idea of what my plan is!
ONE DAY BEFORE WINTER
It was one of those rare occasions where the whole Dimitrescu got to head to a “family meeting” together.
(Though it would be difficult for Bela to classify the lords relationships as a family. She has never said it outright but she secretly despised Mother Miranda. She was the only person in the world who made her mother scared. And she didn’t like things that made her mother scared. But, of course, if she wanted her family to be safe and for her life not to be in jeopardy, she would need to keep her mouth and opinions mum.)
It was a simple progress meeting to see how each lords respective experiments are going.
And it was a perfect time for Alcina to show off her daughters for the umpteenth time and laugh as she sees whatever stupid robotic thing Heisenberg had created.
Daniela and Cassandra never pay attention during these meetings. Bela can’t blame them- they are quite awfully boring.
Her sisters start off the meeting staying still and act like they are paying attention, but after a few minutes (usually when Moreau starts blubbering) they start jittering around, turning into swarms to go and annoy whoever is present.
Bela just stayed still, partially annoyed by her siblings.
She knew that no matter how much she despised Mother Miranda, these meetings were important to her mother and she wanted to pay attention. It didn’t matter if the the whole meeting was just constant bickering between her mother and Heisenberg, it was important that she was in the loop on what was going on.
(and it totally isn’t because her mother will visit her in her room separate from her sisters and praise her for being so well behaved. definitely not.)
It wasn’t until 30 minutes had passed when Belas mind started wandering.
Her mother and Heisenberg were arguing over some small thing, Cassandra was slyly poking at Moreau through the means of her flies, and Daniela was chasing that annoyingly high pitched doll.
Belas eyes slowly made their way to the owner of the doll who was sitting quietly, watching the entire meeting unfold behind the wings of Miranda.
Bela was always curious about Lady Beneviento. She had only seen her a couple of times in her new life. Only when she was invited to these meetings or those rare occasions where she was sent to retrieve the dresses mother had commissioned from the woman.
(though, those times the door was answered by that ugly doll who wouldn’t let her step 2 feet into the house. She did once see the Lady in the corner attending to some type of housekeeping, but her veil was on and didn’t seem to acknowledge bela’s presence.)
She hadn’t heard much about the Lady from her mother either. Mainly because whenever her mother discussed the meetings during dinner time she ranted about Heisenberg and how “bastardly” and “childish” that man was.
She had once asked about her during one cold winter night when boredom was taking over the best of her. She was in her mothers room getting her hair brushed and her needs attended to. It was a quiet ritual that her mother had with all of her daughters to make sure that they all know that they are individually loved and cared for.
When Bela asked, alcina stopped her brushing and met Bela’s eyes in the vanity mirror with a singular eyebrow raised.
“Any reason you are asking, daughter?”
Bela swallowed and started picking at her fingers, a terrible habit she had picked up whenever she felt slightly at unease.
“Mother, I think it’s important that I know about the works of this village. I just haven’t heard anything about the Lady so that is why I am asking.”
Alcina was silent for a beat before giving a small chuckle and continues to braid her daughters hair.
(Of course Bela would be curious. After all, she is cooped into the castle for a whole season and isn’t allowed to wander far from the premises in case some stupid man-thing gets the wrong idea and tries to hurt her. The last thing in the world Alcina wants is her daughters to be hurt in anyways.)
She told Bela about how the Ladys father was an experienced doll maker from Italy and how Donna took over the family business. That she was the youngest of the four lords but never spoke much, only through her doll. And even with that, her mother didn’t know the connection that they had.
Bela then asked about the veil and why the Lady needed to hide her face.
“My child, as far as I know no one human has seen her face other than Mother Miranda and I. I had actually painted a portrait of her many years ago at her request, but I had to make some alterations. She has lost a lot in her life so one must assume she wears the garment as a way of honoring those who have left her.”
Bela wanted to ask more, but before she could inquire, the door was being banged on by Daniela requesting for her turn for time with Mother.
Bela’s thoughts were quickly interrupted by Daniela speeding past her with a screaming doll rattling around in her hands.
At first, Donna didn’t seem to care about the scene that was unfolding, but upon further staring observation, Bela noticed her shoulders had stiffened a tiny bit.
Just before Daniela had gotten away, Bela grabbed her by her hood and pulled her down, causing her to fall and lose grip of the doll.
Although Bela wasn’t sure if the clunk of porcelain could feel anything, she still asked if she was alright.
“Yeah, yeah I’m great flyface. Just tell your rabid sister to calm her buzzing.” the doll murmured back before running to her owner.
Belas eyes followed to where she ran, seeing the lady bent down to pick up it up, like how a mother would her child, and rest her on her lap.
Bela stared in admiration of the woman, resting her chin on her hand with a small smile.
“Why did you have to do that you bitch?” Daniela murmered, making bela remember that she still had a tight grip on her youngest sisters hood. She quickly pulled her closer to sit next to her and let go of the dress.
“You have to behave. Or else mother won’t let us come to these meetings anymore.”
“I’m all good with that. They bore me tremendously.”
Bela rolled her eyes before letting Daniela snuggle up against her to take what seems to be a small nap, her head resting on the crook of her neck.
She turned to look back at the Lady and was met by the veiled woman looking back at her.
She couldn’t tell what the expression was on the woman’s face since it was covered, but she notice that she was laxed a little bit.
Bela looked at her andraised an eyebrow, a subtle check-in.
The only response she got was a small nod before the woman turned to the ruckus Heisenberg was making
(but that didn’t satisfy Bela still. She sent one of her flies to perch onto the womans shoulder. It didn’t seem that she noticed the insect but it was enough to keep Belas mind at peace.)
Sooner or later (Bela honestly cannot tell with how long she was entranced by the woman) the meeting get’s wrapped.
“I will be arranging the next meeting soon, so be sure to prepare for that phone call. Also Alcina, do be sure your daughters are safe. I have heard from the Duke that this winter will be especially harsh.”
Just as her mother was about to leave with her daughters (of course, after vying for Mirandas attention for as long as she could), Bela turns around to see Lady Beneviento making her way towards the exit.
“Mother, I will join you in a second. I need to do something, I promise to be quick.”
Her mother simply raised an eyebrow but gave her a small nod as she makes her way out, Cassandra right next to her and a sleeping Daniela nestled in her arms.
Bela swarms her way to the dollmaker, catching her right before she left.
The woman stops for a second as if to check if she wasn’t hearing sounds that were made up in her head, before turning around.
“Now what the fuck do you want, beehive?” the doll said, making herself sit up taller in her owners arms.
“Well, I, um..”
“Spit it out, Me and Donna are very busy people who have actual work to do,”
“I want to apologize on behalf of my youngest sister for straining your doll...”
“The names Angie, flyface! get it right,”
“Right right, sorry.”
“Anyways, all is forgiven. It was actually kind of fun! These meetings make me want to bang my head against the pillars till im turned to dust. Though, I can’t do that or else you-know-who will get sad.”
Bela simply nods with a smile before turning to the woman.
“Lady Beneviento it is always a pleasure to see you. But I’m afraid I must leave now. Mother doesn’t like it when we stay out late, especially since winter is about to arrive. Maybe after the season I could come over with my sisters so they can play with…Angie… in a more appropriate setting?” She asked with a hopeful tone.
A beat passes before the woman simply nods and Angie starts cackling, as if she found the whole situation amusing. She turns around and leaves through the exit.
Bela, however, notices something fall out from the woman as she was walking away.
She leans down and analyzes what it was. It was a small, silk black cloth.
As she examined it more, she saw the fancy embroidered crest of House Beneviento.
“Lady Beneviento! You dropped your handkerchief!”
but it was too late, the Lady was long gone.
She sighs and tucks it in her dress, before swarming off to catch up with her family.
she reasoned that she could return it once winter ends, but now she was filled with a feeling that she had never felt before.
daniela: hey bela? can i get some dating advice?
bela: just because im with donna doesn’t mean i know how i did it.
like mother like daughter
cw sexual contents!!!!
Weiss, seeing Ruby try to cook Spaghetti with a Hairdryer: "You're insane"
Ruby: "Y'know People used to think Yang was insane, UNTIL SHE STARTED KICKING ASS!"
Yang: "Hell Yeah!"
Blake (not looking up from her book): "Get em babe"
Commission for @cheyokay, based off Daughter of Dione on ao3. Please check it out here!
Positive Bela and Shy Donna.
Not really nsfw but slight boobs...
Fly babe and spider helmet
donna, watching the news: someone tried to fight a squid at the aquarium today!
bela, walking in covered in ink: well maybe the squid was being a dick.
Bela annoys Donna.🤣
bela: what do you call a fish with no eye?
donna, not looking up: myxine circifrons
bela: a fsh
Beladonna!(I like them very much.😍🤤）
two more quickie sketches beorre i go to bed .. .. .. . inspired by @bee-nutauthor‘s Her Cross to Bear..... not exactly what happens in the fic but that’s the reason why you should read it.................... dont you wanna know what actually happens huh anywyas bye maybe I’ll finish em up for real this weekend..... <3