her teeth are sharp

Adri Nieves twenty-one. lieutenant. red. "I rather die before I bow to you."

[leonoverton-blog]

He took another sip of his drink and shook his head. It didn’t feel like the right time to give a bullshit answer that would wave off the question. It seemed too serious for that. “I don’t know,” he sighed. “Kinda just happened.”

[ofnieves-blog]

"But --- WHY ?” That was the question that bothered the brunette. Not the ‘how’ or the ‘when’. Hiding her emotions was not something that was even a possibility, because she felt everything so fucking strongly. She let her emotions consume her, but Leon? Adri sometimes wonder if he felt anything at all, or if he felt too much he had to hide it. 

[ofnieves-blog]

🎶 :  “ How do you stay so strong? How did you hide it all for so long?”

@leonoverton

[ofnieves-blog]

LIKE THIS FOR A STARTER ????? 

[ofhotheads-blog]

Send me a 🎶  and I’ll shuffle my playlist and use a line from the next song as a starter.

[wonderswoman]

She has darkness inside of her, but she is destined for the light. (insp.)

[hundredgifs]

insp.

[damonivers]

The cart came to a holt at the top the wheel, both of them dangling in suspense as if the cycle of the wheel reflected their words. He knew deep down it wasn’t worth throwing a punch or pushing her off, he could be killed arrested, or worse, sent back to the Choke. He didn’t need that again, not when he felt like he was finally getting better– That was until the fuckery that was the Carnival followed him around. Sometimes he wished a sniper shot him in the back, sometimes he wished he almost would die so then he could get a little sympathy, a little time and attention from the people he was meant to call his friends.

He clenched his jaw, the tightness growing in his chest with every word. He didn’t want to hurt her, not yet, but her words cut him deep. She didn’t even give him a chance– none of them did. He was a monster rearing its scary head as they hid their children and loved ones. He didn’t blame them entirely, but they still never gave him a chance to prove he was better, smarter. Instead they lectured him and took his gun away from him. They sent him, not into a real battle, but one he had no experience in. She just didn’t get him, no one did.

“I think you and I know she can handle herself just fine without us.” He said, his tone taught as he tried to keep himself calm. But that didn’t stop the pinprick tears in his eyes. No, it was one thing knowing these things, telling himself these things, but hearing them from her made him so much madder. It was like she was trying to get him to explode. It was like she was trying to get him to do something reckless just to get rid of him. He could see the horizon. and it wasn’t pretty.

“I would tell you I didn’t mean anything I did to her but i get the feeling you won’t listen or believe me…” He crossed his arms, he voice but a growl. “One day, Nieves, you’ll regret this. The more you push me the worse its going to end up– this would be a warning but I think we’re well past that now. Just know that whatever happens to the people you love,…you asked for it.” He smiled, his eyes still dark. “Yeah, I’m threatening you.”

[ofnieves-blog]

"Yes, Kristine is strong. She was strong enough to get out of a relationship with you.” She had never doubted that. “And if you ever loved her, in your twisted and fucked up way, you would stay away from her.” To Adri, it was that simple. She did not understand why Damon kept going against it. Why he was so hellbent on getting back with Kristine. She was no expert on love, she had never been in a relationship, but she knew that what Damon and Kris had was toxic. But even the strongest could fall prey to something like that. 

This argument seemed to have come to end. Adri even forced her hand to uncurl and muscles to relax. There was nothing else to discuss. Not from her end. That was until Damon made the mistake to threaten her. It was not even the fact that he had threaten her that pissed her off, but the fact that his threat sounded a lot like a threat to the people she loved. Her fingers curled back into a tight fist, lips pulled back, baring her teeth at him. It was predator against predator. 

Without thinking it twice, she aimed her fist for his throat. That being her favorite move as she knew it could rip someone breath away from them; disabling them for a few moments. Enough for her to lean in to speak, eyes seemed to get darker with anger, if that was even possible at this moment. 

“Really? Because that sounded a lot like a threat to those around me.” She growled back. “And we all know what I do to those that threaten my family. Listen well, Damon -- come after me all you want. I’m not scared of a little rat like you. You threaten to kill me in my sleep.” She scoffed. “You are a coward. But don’t even go near them, because my finger on a trigger might just....--- SLIP.”

[brooksfaulkner]

Judging by everything Adrianna said and how she behaved, Brooks came quickly to the conclusion that she was drunk. There was no other explanation for this. But he played the game along anyway. “What an honor…” A slight hint of sarcasm tainted his voice, but more in a joking way than anything. He was barely ever joking around — she better understand this. Following her lead, only when she mentioned Garnet the expression on his face changed slightly. A certain seriousness took over, he shook his head. As much as he would probably want this to be true, he had restricted himself from even daring to think about such things. It was odd how she brought it up. But would he defend himself for that? No. “She has no reason to get mad.” That answer would suffice.

The cotton candy was sticky in his mouth. Brooks scrunched his face up slightly, but eventually got used to it at the second time he bit into the piece of fluffy sugar. “Right. That’s not my favorite couple activity.” He pointed out, now offering an arm for her to take so they could walk over to the ferris wheel and did as promised. “Not even I could resist to put you in such a situation. I saved your ass — and had fun doing it. It’s a win/win!”

[ofnieves-blog]

The change in expression was not missed by Adrianna. She knew that Garnet and him were friends. Adri was not fucking blind after all, and she was becoming rather close to the girl. Spending many of her nights with her; teaching her how to fight back. She had never bothered if there was something going on between them, and her comment had been made teasingly. The seriousness that his voice now held made her think that something was happening. 

“Trouble in paradise?” She asked, raising a brow, rocking on her heels as she watched him carefully. Not just for his reaction to the sweet but to her question. Adri always ended up sticking her nose where it did not belong. And the more she thought about, the more she began to think that him and Garnet would not be such a bad thing.  “Too sweet for you?” Adri added, eyeing the offered arm for a moment. She was slightly starting to regret this damn thing. With a final long sigh, she took the arm. “Watch it, Faulkner, I’m slowly starting to regret asking you for help.” Adri whispered as they headed for the Ferris wheel, releasing his arm once in line. 

[helenecalore-blog]

The Red woman admitted she didn’t have much luxury back home — a toy crown was hardly considered more than junk to Silvers, and even Reds, she assumed, had little use for something so trivial and pretty — and added handily that she didn’t base her self-worth on her possessions, and the princess nodded graciously, capable of playing the part of a graceful monarch like her sister when she wanted to. The half-melted dart she’d been holding clung to the center of the target that the (now popped) bright blue balloon had hidden. “Wise words for a Red girl. What’s your name?” She turned to look at the girl once again after another dart — this one thrown by the shorter of the two women — hit its mark, the pop of a balloon a victory shot in itself.

“Something wrong, Princess?”

Another balloon breathed its last, a VICTIM of the burner’s annoyance, and when the man on the other side of the counter offered her a toy gun, she took it and weighed it in one hand, the difference between the plastic weapon and the one Dom had taught her how to shoot long ago immense. 

“Nothing at all.”

[ofnieves-blog]

'Wise words for a Red girl’ 

A dark chuckle echoed out of her throat, eyebrows raised. Adri was probably looking for trouble in places where there was none, but the words sounded condensing to her. That was a quick route to royally pissing the Red girl off. She even imagine the Princess face being the balloon she had just popped. “Shocker, is it not? That us Red girls are not imbeciles like you people seem to think.” She returned, keeping her voice low, but with an edge to it. Even the way she looked at her showed she would not bow like the others Reds. Adri could give two fucks if the blonde was taller. She still stood and looked at her as if she was mightier. “I guess class and status does not equal intelligence. Anyhow, my name is Adrianna. Yours?” She smiled. 

Adri had to give to them, though. They seemed to have all the patience in the world. She had yet to meet on silver that bite back. Maybe none of them wanted to ruin the party for the Princess before her. 

When the last balloon was popped, she stepped to the side, eyes falling to the toy gun she held. “My mistake, you seemed fired up.” Even Adri wanted to laugh at her own play on words, but did not. “Congratulations, though, now you can say you’ve won something on your own.” 

[leonoverton-blog]

Leon eyed the last fry, telling himself he didn’t need totake it so that she could have it. But damn, he was hungry. His fingerssnatched the fry and popped it into his mouth. Eye contact was not made as heslowly chewed. Until she gave him that line, when he had no choice but to raisean eyebrow and stare in disbelief. “Does that ever work?” It was so bad he feltthe ghost of a laugh rise from his throat, but it never came to be. Even aterrible pick up line couldn’t achieve that.

But that sharp diagnosis…that forced a scoff out. “Wow, doc.You sure figured me out.” He knew. He knew he was just existing, a man unafraidof a death he’d already faced, half-wished for. A man who couldn’t just staydead because his mind and body wouldn’t let him. He didn’t think that was muchof a surprise to anyone who wasn’t blind.

Looking between his flask and her, he offered it up, knowingit was the fair thing to do after she shared the fries—though using thatagainst him made him want to roll his eyes. It wasn’t a deep, dark secret thathe never actually held alcohol in it, but it wasn’t something he shared,either. Leon thought she’d be sorely disappointed when she tasted water.

A dark sort of chuckle left him this time. There was acomparison that was never made. “Do I fucking look like Marlowe?” he askeddryly. He shook his head, letting out a sigh. She mistook him for someone whowanted to fight another goddamn war. Whether it was for the privileged Silversor for this rebellion. He didn’t think they had much choice in it though,whether he or anyone else liked it or not. His only choice was to make surethey all knew what the hell they were getting into, and that they were preparedto survive.

But if she didn’t think being like the very people shedespised so damn much was an issue, he wasn’t in the mood to get into it.They could save that headache for later. “I think we’re fucked no matter whathappens.”

And boy, wasn’t that the truth.

[ofnieves-blog]

Adri knew hunger; all of them did. So it was not hard to recognize it in someone else. They were in a damn carnival and some of them were still hungry. The brunette flinched ever so slightly at his fast movements, a small crease forming between her brows as he refuse to make eye contact with her. Was he ashamed? If he was, she would understand as to why he would be. It was not like they weren’t on the same situation, but before she could say anything he was already starring at her in disbelief. If Adri was the type to blush, she would have, but she kept her cool. “You’d be surprise.”

Now it was her turn to stare at him in disbelief.  “WOW, a mocking laugh and a sarcastic comment. So, you’re not made of steel after all.” She returned the scoffed, lightly rolling her eyes. Adri was actually quite proud that she had at least gotten something other than a numb answered. That’s what he seemed to be -- numb. To her, that was a tragedy. “What I mean is, we deserve to live, not just survive.” By ‘we’ she meant all of the Reds that got stepped on. That is why she fought she damn hard. That is why she was ready to die. 

With hopeful eyes, though, she took the flask and took a big swig from it. Disappointment rolled over her body -- slumping her shoulders, and the disbelief look returned. “Water? You brought water to a carnival?” She wanted to laugh, but she was too damn disappointed. “You are such a disappointment.” Adri added, returning the flask to him. 

“Do you always take everything so fucking serious?” Her voice now held a certain type of bite to it. In her eyes, Leon did not come close to Darian. He was soft, while the man standing before her was stone cold. Yet, both of them looked at her in disbelief for her monstrous thoughts. Actually, everyone did. It seemed she was the only one ready to kill all of the silvers. She was ready to paint this world with their and her own blood. 

“No one said winning this war would be easy.” Maybe that is why she tossed herself into it, prepared to do anything to win it. Adri knew not all of them might make it to the end. She was even prepared to not make it to the end herself. That was her own tragedy. “And it sure as hell will be messy. The sooner you lot realize that, the better.”

[amortentiawrites-blog]

[hekahte]

bet you never could imagine / never told you you could have it / YOU NEEDED ME.

[terrvrs]

“You people?” There was judgement in her words, an accusation that Romulus was unable to recognize due to his sheltered existence, surrounded by Reds that conformed, bowed, and scuttled through the halls. It was impossible for him to feel empathy in his blindness to the plight of the Reds–never having been to the Choke, never having interacted with very many of them outside the palace. So it was equally inconceivable for him to understand the undiluted hate this woman felt for anyone with his lighter shade of blood pumping entitlement and power over her people. It was easier to brush her words off, disregard them to flip the first card. The Hierophant– “Someone will provide the moral guidance you weren’t looking for.” The next card–the High Priestess. “Feminine power. Trust in it.”

The Devil– “A passion you feel is unlikely to be morally right.“

Wheel of Fortune– “But luck is on your side. So seize it.“

Justice– “Beware of being motivated by self-interest.“

The Moon– “A good omen for a clandestine affair.”

“Well. If you’re on the hunt for pretty, it looks like the cards are in your favor.” So crude–the way she wielded her words. Romulus nearly found it charming in it’s stark contrast. “I don’t think a birthday carnival will have much adrenaline to offer, but let’s start with drinks. I don’t expect you to pay, and I want to see you hold the fruitiest, most colorful beverage I can buy.”

[ofnieves-blog]

All Adri could do was frown as he questioned her wording. She thought she had made it fucking obvious. If not by the words but by her tone. She was beginning to think that these Silvers had no brains going on for them. “You people.” She repeated in a condescending voice. “You silvers. You royal highness. You privilege as fuck people that everything handed to you.” The bitterness and hatred grew with every world until all she could do was roll her eyes and watch him read her cars. For once, she actually paid attention. Better to pay attention to that then focus on her anger and lash out in public. He was pretty, but not pretty enough to get her ass arrested. 

Feminine power. Okay, she could handle that, in fact that one made her smile a little and even nod. The devil. That one caught her attention and made her raise an eyebrow. The smile even faded and she stared at him cautiously. Was it referring to her passion towards killing all of them? No, they aren’t real, she reminded herself. Luck is on your side. It always seem to be. Somehow, she always made it out. Justice. Self interest? Those lonely nights that brought out her demons were remembered. Those moments when she wonder what the fuck she was fighting for? She shook it off and continue to play cool. Until the last one --- Clandestine affair. The Scarlet Guard? She even sat up. Her eyes flickering from the cards to him. For a moment she believed it, but then she rolled her eyes and remembered that is was simply bullshit. Letting out a laugh, she shook her head. 

“I think it was you that ended up amusing me with this crap,” she stated, quickly she picked up the Devil card. “Maybe this one is referring to you.” She mocked him. “Who even taught you this stuff?” It was a waste of time in her opinion, but it was entertaining. 

"That is where you are wrong --- you can find adrenaline even in a boring little place like this.” She pointed out. “that is if you’re brave enough to search for him.” The tone was challenging, keeping up her little facade of kindness. “And...--do I even want to know why you want to see that?” Adri added, getting up from her chair and walking out of that stupid booth she had been stuck in. 

[leonoverton-blog]

“I think you’re not dropping it.” He was already over talkof his sex life. He wanted to go back to surveying the crowd, to being byhimself. To wondering what fresh hell would come his way if he minded his ownbusiness. He matched her arched eyebrow with one of his own, a constant heatlingering in his gaze. There might’ve been a time when he would call her bluff.When he would see how long she’d keep the charade up because she couldn’tpossibly be interested in the emotionless sex he offered—few liked how he wasrough and cold and left almost as soon as he came. But that time, if it everexisted, had passed. His glare only hardened, if possible. “Thenyou’re in for a long night, Nieves.”

He rolled his shoulders, working out the kinks at her advice.No friends never hurt anyone either. Leon wasn’t fond of having attachments. Hewasn’t fond of being bothered. And to be honest, with the eyes that alwaysfollowed him, with the faces of the dead that popped into his mind, he knew he was neverreally alone. He didn’t think she’d find that funny though. “I’ll live.”

Much to his dismay, he always did.

“Funny how you think I’ve been in this spot all evening,” hesaid dryly, taking a swig from his flask. He lowered his voice. “I was scoutingearlier when she wasn’t.” Find a weak spot in the palace defenses. He’d tried, andnow he was giving someone else a chance to find it.

Leon shot a surprise glance toward her at the bluntresponse. Call him soft—though he didn’t think anyone would dare—but he wasn’tone for bombings, however pissed he may be. Too many innocents could get caughtin the crossfires. And while Aurora’s whirlwind plan hadn’t been a disaster tohim, he was hesitant to call it a victory. There was a reason they thoughtattacks and raids through. “Good thing it’s not up to you.”

He crossed his armsand stared off into the square, exhaustion seeping into his bones. This one wasnot easily deterred. “Great. Must be my lucky day.”

[ofnieves-blog]

Did she actually want to have sex with him? No. The idea had never even CROSSED her mind. It was not because he was unattractive or because he had a piece of metal as an arm, but she just did not look at him in that way. But as usual, Adri always loved to push the limits. She did not know when to stop. Personal boundaries were nonexistent when it came to others. That always tended to get her in trouble. It was also a good thing that she had a big enough confidence to not be hurt by rejection. She either took things too seriously or not seriously at all, and what others thought about her fell in the latter. 

“Oh, come on, Overton.” She replied, offering her last fry to him while she tried to think of some pick up line as that was the only way she knew how to flirt. “It’s a good thing I wore gloves today. Otherwise, you’d be too hot to handle.” It wasn’t until she looked down at her hand did she realize she was not even wearing gloves. She did not own gloves. Fuck, she thought. Her little smile falter, but attempted to play it off cool. “Am I right?”

There were times when she tried to understand him, see why he was so bitter at life. But just like she failed to understand Flynn, she failed to understand him. Adri herself was bitter, sad, and mad at the world. She was damaged too. She just did not see the point in sitting by and wallowing in it. She rather act and fight for something better. “No.” She replied. “You are just surviving.” There was a difference to her between the two. 

A small glint appeared in her dark orbs at the sight of the flask. Now a genuine smile appeared on her face, but it only lasted for a moment. Nothing nice stay for long with her. “Find anything interesting?” She asked, eyes on the flask. “I did share my fries with you, if I must remind you.” If there was something she needed, it was alcohol. That or a good smoke, but she could not find Kris anywhere. 

His shocked look did not even phase her. It was the same one she got from Darian and anyone else that heard her cruel intentions. To her, the silvers were all alike, and none were innocent. The kids that resembled said innocence would one day grow up and become like their parents. The elderly were going to die anyways, so why the fuck not? When the bombing that had killed the King’s brother had happen, all Adri did was smile and call it a victory. If they were to win this war, they would not do it gently. “Oh for fucks sake, are you another Darian?  Think it is immoral to kill them all? Makes us like them?” She recited all the excuses she had heard before. “Do you really fucking think that we will win this by just staying in the shadows?” The only reason she went along with those orders was out of respect to Aurora and because the revolution was still barely starting, but she knew one day raiding would not be enough. With a roll of her eyes she dismissed the topic. 

[damonivers]

If there was one thing in the world he hated more than Adri and Noah, it was people assuming things about Damon’s and Kris’ relationship when they knew nothing. Sure, he’d made mistakes, he knew that and he paid the price, but when Adri throws punches when she knows nothing, its worse than the punishment. But Damon had to remind himself not to jump down her throat.

Even if he wanted to argue with her, to some degree he knew she was right. Everything he touched turned to shit– just the whole carnival was already enough to prove that. He is a monster, a shadow of a person, an outsider. He knew it. He did. Even when he thought he was better, a good man, he knew he was nothing more than a monster. But he wasn’t about to give Adri the satisfaction. Besides, what the fuck did she know about him? She knew nothing–especially not his relationship with Kris. He rolled his eyes, biting his tongue and clenching his jaw.

“You don’t know a single fucking thing about what happened.” His voice was low, a whisper. “You don’t know anything about me.” He looked into her dark eyes, his own filled with hatred. “I know you think we’re different but Sweetheart, you’re more like me than you can ever imagine. You’re just as angry as me, violent– don’t think no one else sees it. I may have made mistakes but doesn’t mean you can say a fucking thing about me and Kris. We were happy. Every single one of you should have just left us the fuck alone instead of meddling in our lives.”

[ofnieves-blog]

It truly was a fucking miracle that Adrianna had not pushed him off this Ferris wheel already. Her hands itching to grab her knife and just stab him. She did not even know why she was even trying to talk to him, it just pissed her off even more. Sometimes Adri did wish she could just ignore it, but she could never ignore what she felt so strongly. 

               You’re more like me than you can ever imagine. 

That was all that seem to register in her head, and all she could do was CHUCKLE. A dark amusement settle in her orbs and newly formed smile. “We are not alike, Ivers. If we were, do you think Aurora would trust me enough to put me in charge? They don’t even trust you with a gun.” She laughed. “Yes, I am angry. I am violent. I am a monster That is the difference between us. I don’t lie to myself. I don’t go around telling myself and others that ‘I am better.’ I own up to what I do, bad or good. And you know what else...” Adri roughly jabbed him on his chest. 

The brunette never cared if the Silvers called her a terrorist. She smiled when they called them that. She was not there to do good on her name. She was there to fight for what her family could not, whatever it took. “I don’t hurt the people I love. That is what you did, and I might have talked to Kristine, but in the end it was her that left you.” At that moment their cart came to a stop on the top of the Ferris wheel -- they weren’t even half way done with the trip and she was already fed up. “I will always protect the people I love and I don’t give rats ass what you think of me, so if you value your life, I would stay away from her.”

[brooksfaulkner]

He was sure that Adrianna would be less pleased about what he just did to get her out of this place, but she was calmer than expected. Almost dangerously calm. Maybe this would backfire. But for now, he wasn’t going to mention anything. Just keep his eyes wide open, watching out for whatever she might had in store.

A brow arched upwards at those suggestions. Was she being serious? Or did this atmosphere have a similar odd effect on her along with the alcohol rushing through their veins that had already caused him to feel oddly good in here — until he was being approached as Dorian Thany. Not a story he would share. However, he wasn’t going to turn a chance as such down. But if any lip-locking would get involved was really questionable. That must have been a bad attempt of a joke — if she could even joke. “So what you are suggesting is we continue playing this game?” Brooks asked a little cautiously, still feeling as if he was about to fall into a trap. But it wouldn’t stop him from playing along. “Let’s see how good we can pretend…” until we beat each other off the ferris wheel. But this part he left out on purpose. A hand move gesturing for her to move ahead, so he would follow like a gentleman.

[ofnieves-blog]

It was very amusing to watch Brooks falter around; walking about her words like he was on thin ice. It also amused her how he thought she only responded with violence. Not even the hot-headed brunette lashed out for someone embarrassing her. She was wild, crazy, and uncontrollable but not to that extreme. She was not even set out to hurt him, emotionally or physically, but merely mess with him. She did enjoy watching that confusion upon his face a little too much. 

She had actually never suggested that, but now she wanted to see how this would unfold, thus she just shrugged nonchalantly. “At least now you will be able to say you were my boyfriend for a few hours. You are welcome.” She continue to joke in her own way. This was probably going to end up backfiring on her considering she did not have the best acting or flirting skills, but no like she cared. Plus, Adrianna rarely backed away from anything. “Let’s just hope your girlfriend Garnet does not get mad,” she added ever so casually as she walked past him and towards the cotton candy stand. Once there, she took out the few coins she had left and paid for one. Taking a bit off it once it was given to her before handing it to him. “Next time, though, don’t make me act like a damsel in distress.” 

[cait-snow]

–you cannot shoulder the world alone.