#daisy b.

[chibifox2002]

Here's some silly characters from the dream I had last night!

Just some cute characters from a cute dream!

Yep!

... A normal, cute dream....

gore/body horror under the cut

My dream summary 👇👇👇

[chibifox2002]

His Last Moments...

(Hey, I felt like drawing Daisy B again! Lmao!)

[vitalphenomena]

@leagueprem // daisy said: you can leave any time you want, and you don’t.

SHE'S RIGHT.

Dolokhov's townhouse is small and modest. Daisy surely balked internally, a little, the first time she was brave enough to venture inside (under the cover of night, of course, while Tom was away on business, so he said, so probably having an affair of his own).

His bed is nice, though. Nicer than any mattress he'd laid upon in Russia, any cot or sleeping bag he'd made his home during the war. It's the little things he finds appreciating more than he anticipated. Perhaps he's going to become Americanized. How his comrades would balk.

"We're in my chambers, Daisy Fay," he says wryly, choosing to make light of a startlingly sincere observation during pillow talk.

"Where do you think I would go?"

[vitalphenomena]

@leagueprem // daisy said: i hope he's not taking advantage.

"Don't be ridiculous, darling."

Terms of endearment don't flow naturally off of his tongue when he's forcing stoicism such as this. Even darling sounds sharp and wrong. The precision of it, however, matches the look he oh-so intentionally casts towards Daisy. Unwavering eye contact. It is intimate and uncomfortable.

Either Daisy doesn't realize that it is Dolokhov who will be taking advantage of these Americans—or she's being cute because she knows exactly that. Despite her airy speech and active imagination, he does not underestimate her social intelligence. She would do well not to underestimate his.

"I'm making friends. Aren't you happy?"