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Indie & Selective canon American Horror Story: Hotel rp.

donovan.

Heavy nsfw / triggering content.

Mun & Muse are 21+.

Multiverse, Multiship, OC & crossover FRIEDNLY.

Written by Teresa.

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butscrewmefirst:

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   she doesn’t try to push him away once his arms are firm around her, doesn’t bother to hide the pain she’s experiencing, for he’s experiencing his own as well ( and has made it obvious with the extreme actions he’s taken against her beloved ). with her face half buried in his chest as sobs rack through her body violently and seemingly unyieldingly, the countess will only cry harder when donovan kisses her forehead. will only shake harder as he speaks. it’s because she doesn’t, can’t, believe him, not with how she’s feeling right now. she’s lost in her purpose in life, has failed to reach her purpose, and is now paying for it; how can he see her as strong still? 

      “ no, no i’m not… i can’t, donovan… “

   weak and vulnerable. that is what she is now, hands at his sides and holding on as if for dear life. the only constant now in her life is him. then again, ever since they’d met, it had always been him.

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     She doesn’t believe him, but he knows it to be true. Still, he was at a bit of an
understanding as to why she refused to believe that she could possibly move on from
the horror that she had just endured. Despite the blood virus that they both carried,
they were still human, in essence. They could still very well feel pain and heartbreak.
That’s exactly what The Countess was learning firsthand. He knew that it wasn’t going
to happen overnight; it probably would have taken more than a few WEEKS or even
MONTHS, but eventually? Elizabeth would realize that this only made her stronger.
But until that time came, Donovan was more than willing to be right by her side for it all.

    ❛ You can do it, baby. I know you can. You can do ANYTHING. ❜

    Words delivered in a relaxing whisper as his arms tightened around her small frame.
His hands gradually moved up to stroke through her platinum blonde hair. A stance that
Donovan was willing to spend eternity in if he needed to. All that mattered to him was
being there for her; being the crutch that she needed to lean on. More than anything, he
was thankful that she was finally letting him do that for her.

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  1. butscrewmefirst reblogged this from iintravenovs and added:
    he’s being so gentle yet to attentive to what he’s learned she enjoys, and when his lips move oh so slowly down her neck...
  2. iintravenovs reblogged this from butscrewmefirst