Hauntingfaces

So if you guys want request something!! I might come to it and write it. (But it might take me some time)

Any request is fine as long as it’s not too out of the ordinary; though smut is okay.

Request: A maid who once worked for Lady Dimitrescu gets sent off to work with Donna Beneviento

Word count:2k

“The castle today seemed more tense, with the company of another lord none other than the lord Donna Beneviento and her rowdy doll Angie. The ladies of the castle kept the doll occupied as they would terrorize the other servants while her companion discussed matters and other things with Lady Dimitrescu. 

Matters of things with mother Miranda were rarely discussed while you had accompanied them standing in the far corner waiting for any order ready to be barked. Though while none came at the moment, your gaze was fixated on the woman in clad. She didn’t speak but instead listened to the lady ramble on about everything and anything, but at times she’d hum in thought or agree with a nod of her head. 

The lady seemed to come by more often as lately, she wouldn’t talk but listen to what the lady asked by nodding or shaking her head. The visits were all the same except for today when the ladies and her doll were barging in. “Auntie Donna! Tell Angie to stop cheating at hide and seek” lady Daniela complained out. The woman in clad slowly turned over to the woman who was huffing at the smaller doll who cackled in her face. Lady Dimitrescu tsked shaking her head “Girls, you should know manners and respect to know well to not barge in so unpronounceable” the lady scolded. The girls all apologized ‘sorry mother’ or ‘sorry auntie’. The doll maker’s arms drawn out to her doll who climbed up in her arms looking at you with a giggle. 

“So Donna, have you asked the question yet?” Angie asked while the woman tensed up all of a sudden. Lady Dimitrescu’s fine eyebrow raised in question but turned to her daughters “girls excuse us” she dismissed them with a wave of a hand. They all dispersed into flies and left the room now leaving you alone with the lords. Lady Dimitrescu said nothing yet but sipped her tea. The doll Angie was looking back and forth between the two and sighed.

“Our house is getting hard to take care of even though she won’t ask but she wants to know if we could have a maid” Angie says crossing her arms and lord tensing up her shoulders “I’m really asking because she’ll argue and say she doesn’t but the house is looking terrible!” Angie ends with a huff. Lady Dimitrescu barks a laugh “Dearest, why didn’t you ask much sooner? I’d be glad to hand you over a maid to provide support for your manor” she explained with a smile before standing up to her full height. 

“Come now, let us find a preferred maid for your suits” she told the lady who sat there while the doll looked at you. You felt your whole body tense getting caught at eavesdropping on the whole situation quickly turning away. “We want that one!” The doll yelled pointing at you. Your face turning back to the lady of the castle who turned to face you, her face questioning before a smirk. “An acceptable choice my dear, she is dutiful and rather quiet im sure she’ll meet to your…” she paused now looking over at you with her heels clicking on the floor with a loud boom as she looms over ahead of you “…standards.” She finishes.

Your head now bowed to the lady, she turned to look at the other lord “would you like her to be sent off today Donna dear?” She asked, walking to the lord, setting her hands gently on her shoulders. The other lady paused seemingly thinking before nodding her head, this caused the doll to whoop loudly. Now the lady of the castle turned back to you. “Go and get ready.” She demanded flipping her hand for you to be sent off. 

That was the last sentence the lady had said to you before you and the other lady now sat in front of each other in a carriage. Her hands sat upon her lap while her doll Angie swung her feet back and forth. “I’m so excited to have someone to finally talk to and boss around!” The doll cackled out before saying “we’ve been planning on asking for you for weeks-OW!” The doll abruptly said out as the lady flicked her head while her own shook. The sight made you smile at the whole situation.

The whole ordeal made you scared at the sudden change but nonetheless excited for the unexpected. “Lady Angie, if I may ask, why me?” I ask with a hoarse voice after not talking for such a long time making you clear your throat. The lord in front of you seemed so small, with her hands anxiously grasping each other. “Well why not! You’ve been in there ever since so we chose you! Get used to it good lookin!” Angie explained pointing a single porcelain finger towards you.

The nickname made your eyebrow raise in question side eyeing the lord as you talked to Angie, her only response was a hand that dismissed the name and shook her head. 

The weighing reality of where you were now headed seemed to finally dawn on you, but getting away from the castle…away from the screams that filled the night air constantly, or the dreadful feeling of being watched, or constant fear of being turned into wine. 

The carriage came to a full stop, you two were now at a door or rather an elevator. With your suitcases in your hand you trudged towards the cramped box along with the lord. She stayed in the furthest corner away from you, afraid she’d touch a maid like you perhaps. The elevator jolted, making you sway a bit before looking around in surprise. The doors creaked open to reveal the manor and a loud waterfall crashing down in the background. 

Letting the lady walk ahead of you, you merely followed, absorbing the sight. “you…have a magnificent house my lady” you shyly said. You didn’t know if she was okay with you speaking or if she was like the ladies of the castle and would cut your tongue from your throat if anything else was said besides what was expected. Her veiled head turned slightly towards your way before turning back to the door and opening it. 

“Thanks toots!” Angie thanked hopping off into the house giggling away manically. How she had so much pent up energy even after accompanying the sisters was a mystery to you. 

‘…Wait, does she get tired even if she’s a doll?’ You thought. Turning your head back to the lady in front of you, her hands were still grasping each other tightly across her abdomen. 

‘A nervous tick maybe?’ 

Clearing your throat you began to ask “my lady where would you like me to put these?” You asked about the suitcases in your hand. Still not saying a word to you, she instead grew closer to you. Her height is an inch or two below you even in heels, but her hands slightly brushed yours to grasp your suitcases in her hand. Your breath stilled before stuttering out “my lady I can hold them…you don’t need to do such a thing” you say but you were met with her shaking her head. 

Not knowing what to do, you simply followed her as she went upstairs. Her steps reminded you of a ghost wisping by on a haunting night. Her figure stopped at a door waiting for you to open it, taking the hint you walked past her to head inside the room. You were met with a small quaint room, and in the room was a bed along with a desk and a dresser. It was much better than the castles as you slept in a room along with all the other maids. 

Behind you she set the suitcases along the desk. 

From what you could tell so far this woman, this lord, is deemed to be a nice woman. “Thank you my lady…you didn’t have to of course” you thanked her again, but she just shook her head. “Really I’m your maid you shouldn’t have” I said again but you were met with a soft voice that could’ve been missed if the house wasn’t so quite “…and a guest” she said. Her voice was hoarse and lowly feminine, it caused a small smile to break on your face. 

So now in the Beneviento manor you were a maid and a guest, but with how everything has been going now you weren’t sure where exactly you stood. Walking up to the workshop doors, you knocked three times before walking in. You saw Donna hunched over a doll, painting her face with deep concentration before looking at you. Her face smiled fondly at you with the small dimples showing on her face. The meer sight caused your heart to flutter. 

“Hello dolcezza” she said fondly before turning her whole body to have your full attention “..is something the matter?” She asked with her smile faltering a little, turning into a concerned expression. “No nothing of the sort my lady” you explained looking over to the doll she was working on. You heard her huff “I told you to call me Donna…” she quietly said which made you chuckle “sorry, a habit” I explained turning back to her.

Her expression changed, she was twirling her hands together again (a nervous tick you confirmed she had) and looking at the floor. This concerned you making you walk closer to her, grasping her hand but only holding her one hand by her finger tips “is something wrong..?” You asked quietly, patiently waiting for her to respond. 

You could see her throat bobbing up and down along with her mouth opening and closing, but her hand curled up further into your own causing you to look down at them and back up to her face. The small action made your face feel like it was lit up with a fire, but once you saw her expression it seemed your inferno only spread to her as well. 

“Please..” she whispered to you slowly looking at your face, but she didn’t continue her sentence or she hesitated as soon as she met your eyes. 

“Please what my lady..?” You asked now, lacing your fingers with hers, but her face only flushed. Standing up out of the chair she was in while keeping your hand in hers, her one eye focusing entirely on yours. You scanned her beautiful face, the day she had trusted you with seeing her true self was a day you would never forget…and ever since she did her face never escaped your mind. 

The distance between you two was almost to none, you could feel her breath hitting against your neck slightly and a tad bit unevenly. ‘What is she thinking?’ You thought. 

“Please tesoro…say my name” she softly demanded but her voice cracked at the end of her sentence. Looking at her eye was nearly blown and her cheeks still rosy, but her lips…her strong cupid bow lips slightly parted. The fire inside you only engulfed you further. Staring back at her dark eye and with your breathing erratic “Donna..” you quietly responded, and looking at her so closely…so near to her you just barely stop yourself from pressing your lips against hers.

Her face bloomed a deeper red (it was honestly quite cute) but she hid it by pressing her face softly against your chest. ‘She’s too cute it’s killing me..’ you thought to yourself. She haggard a breath and exhaled “mi stai uccidendo..” she whispered before looking at you again making your heart stutter. “Again” she demanded, and with such a phrase as little as that it still made your face burn immensely. 

“Donna” you said confidently before continuing “Donna…you have such a lovely name” you boldly  say but after it escaped your mouth you just hoped she wouldn’t be offended at such honesty, but her response only made it clear that she was far from it. She exhaled loudly, fanning against your neck as her hand that was laced with yours squeezed. She looked at you intensely before her eyes darted towards your lips. 

‘Did she..?’

But before you could think about it further her eyes darted back towards your own “and it’s lovely to hear you say it tesoro..” she whispers, but hearing that come from her mouth oh so sweetly it only snapped something inside you. With your one free hand slowly coming to cup her soft jawline, and your eyes no longer looking at hers but shamefully looking towards her lips while inching so dangerously close but enough room to allow her to stop you. 

“Donna..” you whispered softly with your thumb tracing the bottom of her lip “can I kiss you?” You asked looking back towards her eye which widened and blown out, but she didn’t respond with words, only a nod of her head. Taking this you finally leaned in towards her lips after dreaming of this moment for so long, and kissing her soft delicate lips burned everything within your being. You are a burning flame but now you are both burning, both burning so brightly and engulfed in the flames that have been stoked upon for so long. 

Pulling back to look at Donna, who slowly opened her eye to stare back into yours smiled so bright and shyly with her dimples showing, you smiled back just as big. Releasing the hand you two were holding you slowly wrapped them around her waist, she responded with a shy giggle pushing her face between your neck “oh..I’ve wanted to do that for so so long” she said out loud breathlessly. You smiled leaning back so she could look toward your face with a concerned expression, though still smiling it calmed her a bit. “I’m glad, because I have wanted to as well” you admitted, as she shyly smiled but leaned up to kiss your cheek fondly. 

I’ve made a mistake she is born on JULY 8th not June.

Sorry that I’m not posting to the story at all lately, my mind is currently fixated on farcille…

So I’ll give you guys some Joanne, as much as I’ve been drawing her and Donna while away I haven’t been posting the story…perhaps I should get to that LOL

Motherly love

I had a dream I posted this

Just an old picture of Joanne and her daughter when Joanne was only 26.

I just have an obsession with them

I also just love the idea of them dancing or holding hands like goofballs

I made them in the sims so I wanted to draw it lol but don’t take this seriously it was just for fun