flesh and bone

I’m not afraid of dying. Pieces of me die all the time. Danielle James. Royal.

[daniellejames]

Who has surprised you most recently? And why?

I am loving the way Miss. @marissaxdiaz can throw a kick. Really wasn’t expecting to get in a bar fight this week but ladies, you gotta stick together.

[daniellejames]

Biggest lie you ever told

Sorry mom, dad, and sister. Send my regards to the family dog, I’m dead.

[daniellejames]

Top three people, you wouldn't mind sleeping with right now?

My absolute favorite people and hotties with bodies, this would be an absolute pleasure cruise.

@teddy-nicolescu, @birdie-cheung, @jennifcrkrongold

[daniellejames]

Tell us about your worst date

I love cheese but I don’t love cheese when its projectile vomited all over my shoes. I really did think the train ride to Brussels would prove to be more romantic than that.

[daniellejames]

How do you view yourself when nobody else is looking?

Beautiful. Life is stunning and forever a wonderful mystery.

( I don’t know what’s worse, being alone or feeling so coldhearted. I’m thankful for my family in the royals and know that I would have been with them someday, no matter the events. Sometimes I just wonder if I hadn’t been played off to be dead, would I need the family support of a gang? Am I better off not missing or remembering my former life at all? It’s best not to think about the different versions of ourselves that exist when no one is looking and remember who is. )

[daniellejames]

emiliexnolan‌:

The brunette smiled politely at the woman after asking her initial request when permission was granted, Emilie’s smile grew a little larger. The woman crouched down in order to be as close to the animal as possible. As her hands ran through the usual places she was aware dogs love physical affection, neck, behind the ears, back, it brought back memories of her own pup. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d interacted with a pet, she’d been so preoccupied in her own hectic lifestyle to appreciate the little things. Like a dog walking by. “Hi Nova,” She smiled, “What a beautiful dog when I was a kid I had a three-legged dog as well.” Emilie explained with a smile. “May I ask, how she lost her leg?” 

Danielle in her dark hours had often felt untethered by everything, just a ghost passing through town and her haunts would come on strong after it struck midnight. The nightmares would play tricks on her reminding her that she was just another murdered dead girl, and even if she wanted, she could never contact the family she used to know. When a gang murders you out of protection, you don’t break that protection but she wanted something outside of the gang that she could call her own, that’s where Nova stepped, and in that afternoon sun, she explained the story to a stranger. “Nova was a stray dog that I found in Mexico.” Danielle always loved traveling, after all, she met her former husband in Scotland. “She was bred to fight and gotten into a bad fight with another Mexico street dog. She’s a rescue and she’s very sweet.”

[daniellejames]

tmi tuesday

[daniellejames]

teddy-nicolescu‌:

As much as Teddy had tried to deny it, he was feeling thing’s for Danielle he wasn’t prepared for. If only he would be able to push them to the side it would be a lot easier, but he gave himself a little wiggle room considering the fact that he had been shot and was allowed a few slip ups today. Still. he shouwed up at her place knocking on the door with his good arm just to make sure she was okay and hadn’t been caught in any craziness that night. The door opened and he couldn’t help but say the first thing that popped into his head. “ Miss me?” He joked.

@daniellejames 

Heartbeats thick and she plays her cards so well, she pretends to not be so affected by the door opening and the sight of him. He looks like he’s been hurt and something plucks inside of her, heightening her instincts and the coy smile plays across her face as always. She knows they work in a dangerous line and she wouldn’t pretend to not know otherwise, she was very aware of consequences like these. A tease in her voice to accommodate the simper on her mouth “I miss you always.” and her hand catches his good wrist “come inside.. we don’t need to discuss this on my front doorstep.” and she pulls him forward into her home.

[daniellejames]

jennifcrkrongold‌:

LOCATION: ACE OF CLUB BAR.

Jen sat at the bar, picking up the newly made cocktail that Patrick made for her, bringing the straw up to her lips as she took a sip of it. “God damn, Fischer.” She shook her head as she kept the straw between her lips to keep sipping it. When someone came and sat down next to her, her head turned to look over at them. “Just tell him to make you whatever he can because… I’m fucking blown away.” She laughed as she put the glass down, putting her hands around it.

Tucking a raven strand behind in her ear, there’s a drunken grin that is devouring Danielle’s mouth and she feels lighter then she has in a long time. Raising an interested eyebrow, she speaks “I’m intrigued.” a pause as her voice gets more dramatically flirty. “Fischer..” and her dark lashes flutter and red lips rise into a pretty smile revealing her white teeth, the smile carrying an edge of shark too it “Can you please make me whatever I want?”

[daniellejames]

emiliexnolan‌:

Emilie isn’t one to randomly start a conversation with someone. She was usually so planned when she left the house. She had intentions and plans to speak with certain people. Her day usually consisted of following someone who was related to her father’s case somehow, or someone that could help her with her plan to take down those framed her father. Though in this situation, the memories of her own family bed overdrew any intent to stay on brand. She smiled and asked,  “Excuse me, I don’t normally do this. Though I wondered if I could pet your dog?” She looked down at the three-legged animal, similar to her own puppy and smiled. Her dog was a golden lab, though she too had three legs nearing the end of her life. 

Music swells around her, headphones in her ears and her heartbeats thick. She’s aware and perceptive though, always on high alert. Each strum that echos in her ears heighten her mood and plucked something inside her, the sweetness made so much so by Nova’s presence. The singer sounds so raw when the words from Emilie breakthrough and Danielle’s elfin frame stops walking. Her innate hardness raises a bit but she understands the need for canine affection so she smiles “Of course, Nova is a friendly one.”

[daniellejames]

marissaxdiaz‌:

And just like that, another appeared, her tone confident and slick as she approached Marissa and her companions. “You might want to listen to her.” Never had she been a fighter, but ever since the event, Marissa had felt a burning urge to punch someone. She’d say that maybe she was spending too much time with James, but then again, she hadn’t seen him in days. Thus it seemed the urge came from some other bottled up anger, a corner of her mind she wasn’t willing to explore. “Seems the odds are in our favor.” Drifting her hand down her side, Marissa lifted the hem of her shirt, exposing a dagger that gleamed under neon lights. “Last chance.” Sideyeing the other, she raised a brow, hoping the men would just walk away, but more than aware she was also prepared for a fight.

When Danielle got angry, she could swallow up the sun. Years of unprocessed damage from being deceived by her husband and murdered as part of his secret plan, she knows better but that has never stopped her. She was meant to stay quiet, to be a part of the scene, and to constantly be learning intel but she did love a good fight too. When her hazel hues catch sight of the sharp dagger gleaming off the bar lights tucked into the others belt, a simper paints her mouth and she feels excitement running up her spine. When Danielle had nothing to do but play dead for three years, she trained in order to be able to protect herself, never knowing that she would want to protect others too. Their warnings are not heeded and as the men reach out with greedy hands for them, Danielle grabs the empty lucky bottle that's sitting on the bar side and breaks it over one of their heads, causing a vermillion mess to surface.

[daniellejames]

yo let me hollllaa at ya babbbbbbbbeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

holla for a dolla, right back at chu honey child

[emiliexnolan]

Confess something you think about me on anon.

[daniellejames]

emiliexnolan‌:

Emilie walked the streets of New York, she needed some fresh air to clear her mind. That night was incredibly scary, all too scary for her liking. It got her thinking about how she might want to sit out on the next event. Have a fun night in with Emmett instead or a boujie dinner with Aviva. She really just wanted something low key. Something that didn’t involve a large group of people. The idea of something small with a friend made her think of Aviva. A smile came to her face as she started to write down a grocery and a wine list. She began walking and something across the street caught her eye, looking at the puppy. She wondered if she should get a dog, a companion, who wasn’t going to let her down. 

A puppy always sweetens the scene and Danielle had a dog by the leash, taking a walk in the fresh May air and she’s only got the pup for the weekend, dogsitting for some friends who had to go deeper undercover. Danielle had spent so long playing dead that she had to find some way to pass the time and although she preferred to sell her heart as cold, it couldn’t resist such an angel face as the three-legged pitbull that she got to enjoy the company of tonight. Nova was the name of the dog and she felt incredibly satisfied tonight out on the walk, especially as the stars above were reflected so bright.

[daniellejames]

marissaxdiaz‌:

open starter for all ; 

Keeping her head down, Marissa found a seat in the furthest corner of the bar, hoping no one would recognize her. She needed a drink and some space, two things she was currently lacking as she ordered a beer and glanced around, only then finding a pair or two men staring. They weren’t familiar, though their words carried in the air, and Marissa found herself growing annoyed. “Please,” She muttered, dropping her gaze to the table before one of them approached her, their body shielding her from a decent escape route. “You sure you aren’t the type for a good time baby, think I might have seen one of those movies of yours, Polly Peach wasn’t it?” They watched her porn films, it made sense, except tonight she didn’ have a friend to redirect their attention or help her out as one of their hands came down on her shoulder and she looked up. 

“Don’t touch me–” 

The day’s like a broken bone but her life is a shattered ribcage, a breath nipped from between her lips and she’s meant to stay a secret. A walking corpse, Danielle has so much life inside her for someone who has already died. Whiskey before her and her fingers thread through her hair, sitting pretty on a barstool, she’s a sight to see and she normally receives attention based on her visage alone, makes the job easier when she’s meant to infiltrate on royals business. That’s when she hears in, always attentive to the room around her she’s been too trained not too and she stilled, popping the cherry in her mouth, she swallows before she stands, enjoying the taste of liquor soaked sweetness before she arrives at the women's side. A feline grin curving the shape of her mouth and something about her just warns of danger ahead. Her arm slithers onto the bartop and her presence is felt to the creeping male. “I believe the misses asked you not to touch her.” and her hazel irises flash. 

[rivalsofnycupdates]

“Being hurt personally triggered a curiosity about how such beliefs are formed.”

■ ABOUT. ■

name: Danielle James age: thirty-two occupation: spy gender: female sexuality: utp

■ HISTORY. ■

Unlike many of the people she grew up around, Rachel was raised from nothing short of the middle class. From birth, both her parents worked full-time jobs and often put in overtime hours. Her father was the manager of a shop down the road only a few blocks while her mother worked at the local bank as a teller. But unlike her younger sister, Holly–the young girl didn’t find their stories as inspiring. Instead, Rachel always craved more adventure, money or even just life as she put it. Rachel and her sister attended one of the elite private schools the city had to offer, and she would be forever thankful for the work they put in to keep both their girls in private schooling. That being said, the older of the two James sisters would forever be embarrassed by the mere fact that they were both on scholarships. She wanted to strive like those around her. She wanted to be able to afford the same luxuries the rest of her classmates were able to purchase without any worry of breaking the bank.

Rachel had always been the more outspoken of the two, both girls were heavily involved in their school community. Though Rachel loved the rise in popularity after joining various sports teams, clubs, student government and even yearbook. Rachel managed to make the best of their years there. After graduating, Rachel chose to attend a University in Spain on a soccer scholarship. While excelling in her studies she would constantly find the time to travel across Europe back-packing. The time she spent exploring the world, changed Rachel for the better she’d say. Finally, she saw the world for what it was, a dirty place filled with opportunity if you were willing to take it. It made her feel free. While travelling in Scotland she met the love of her life, Sean. At first, it seemed he was a little too posh and stuck up for the girl but only months after meeting, the two had fallen in love. Something about opposites attracting, she wasn’t sure but in an attempt at mending bridges, she brought him home to meet her family.

It was a funny thing for people to see her so settled but she seemed happy and everything was at peace. Most people would say that she settled with the man who could provide her with everything she wanted when she was a teen. What they didn’t know is how they met in a rainstorm and she didn’t know of his wealth until well into dating. Danielle has kept the free-spirited part of herself very much alive. Her need for high couture wasn’t a huge necessity anymore. She was incredibly happy living the posh New York life she’d always wanted, truly on accident. It was an October night where her whole life turned upside down. Danielle was walking home when she was attacked and suddenly the world wasn’t so black and white. Thrust into a world of gang activity she wasn’t aware her husband was apart of. The wealthy businessman she fell in love with was soon revealed to her, as someone highly affiliated with the largest gang in New York City. The Royals had faked her death at the request of her husband in order for them to start their life over in New York City.

■ WHOSE SIDE ARE YOU ON? ■

It’s been three years since then and in those years, Danielle has drastically changed. The bitterness she once felt towards Sean and the Royals is no longer there and she considers them a family, having trained her to be one of their best spies and now they’re finally sending her out into the world again. Allowing her to make her reappearance as she ‘raises from the dead’ some would say. While living in New York, she wasn’t meant to parade around the city like she once would have assumed. She’s meant to sit in the shadows, observe and report back.

■ KEEP THIS AWAY FROM YOUR ENEMIES ■

Despite the fact that she was able to turn her life around and accept her new life with the Royals, a part of her never forgave her husband for making the decision without her. Or pushing her into this new life. She wasn’t regretful since she’s found the positive in it all, though she’s also confident she could have found her way to these people on her own merit. She and Sean separated soon after her arrival to New York against her will, after hearing his explanation for faking her death and kidnapping. She couldn’t look at him the same way. The lack of trust Sean had for her was more powerful than the love she had for him. Sean left New York and chose to patch into the California charter. It’s been almost three years since she’s seen her husband, despite working closely with some of the higher-ranked members, no one told her that they called him back to the city as extra manpower due to the new arrival of Garrett Miller and his new gang. Quantum of Devils.

■ RELATIONSHIPS. ■

■ Holly James: For two sisters with only a handful of years apart, the girls remained vastly different though still close in relationship. After her husband faked her death, she hasn’t been able to contact her and it broke her heart. Little does she know that her sister, husband and kids have recently moved to the city.  

■ Jenna Alcott: Jenna was an incredible woman, considering everything she went through with Garrett and rising on top. Danielle saw nothing but the best in her. Despite their age difference, they were able to bond on their mutual interest in scum Royals members.  

■ Teddy Nicolescu: After her husband left, she didn’t believe in love, or marriage. Since her separation from her husband, Teddy was at first someone to satisfy her needs, though he’s slowly grown to be more than a fling. Though amongst many of the Royals members, Teddy has been someone whom she’s been able to trust more than others.

■ CONNECTIONS. ■

■  Sean Acaster > Husband

■  Emmaline Otterly > Has bandaged her up once

■  Travis Patterson > Her favourite bartender at Ace of Clubs

■  Birdie Cheung > Friend

Danielle James is an TAKEN character and is portrayed by Shay Mitchell who’s FC IS SEMI-NEGOTIABLE.

[martyrsuggestion]

Kid, get off the ground. Spit your blood, and bare your teeth; go down a savage, go down fighting.