#darlingofthedangerous

[lyingawxke]

@darling-of-the-dangerous

Valerie entered the dance studio and saw a few of her classmates sitting on the floor, already with their sketchpads in hand. She plopped down on the floor next to them, but kept to herself as she pulled out her supplies. It was so hard to draw people that were moving, and she wasn’t looking forward to this assignment at all. Nor was she looking forward to spending most of the day on the floor of a ballet school. Her butt was going to be asleep from this floor within the hour, and she had a good deal of other things she wanted to be doing.

She tried to force a positive thought. Surely there would be plenty of pretty girls, right? Suddenly that seemed like enough to motivate her at least a little. They had been allowed drinks with lids, so she took a sip of her coffee and got to work preparing her slides. Val didn’t know a thing about ballet, though she had seen Black Swan and knew it couldn’t be THAT crazy.

The dancers began to come in, and the woman she assumed was the teacher began to explain why there was a crowd of art students piled into the corner of the room. Valerie tried to make herself small. She felt pretty ungraceful amid these stunning girls who all seemed so prim and put together. 

As the class started, she picked up her pencil and began to sketch.

[cursedregality--a]

[brckencrownss-a-blog]

@darling-of-the-dangerous || frederick & kveta ( feat bonnie & brittney )

After getting off the phone with Frederick who was busy putting the finishing touches on his surprise for Kveta, Bonnie finished the last bit of her coffee and began her search for the fury. And Brittney who was also supposed to be assisting her.  One by one she climbed the stairs to the second level where she was greeted by her youngest companion Oliver. “Where have you been?” She questioned him as she picked him up into her arms.

Down the hall Bonnie walked until she stopped at Kvetas bedroom door. After a couple of knocks, she opened it up,” K?” She whispered aloud, not wishing to disturb the resting bats as she did last time.  Putting the wiggling pig down, she watched as he ran down the hall before turning her attention back to the bedroom. “ K, if you’re in here I need you to meet me in Brittney’s room in ten minutes.  We have a thing we gotta do and you know Britt. She’ll drag things on if it isn’t perfect. So ten minutes, yeah?”

[brokenblondeprincess]

@darling-of-the-dangerous

Lucille offered one of the bottles of wine to her friend. “Semi-sweet.” Not that she believed Kveta will be picky.

[sociopathichero]

Continued from here x

Danila eyed Kveta with concern. “Not tonight,” he replied. He didn’t plan on testing his limits when the girl might need him to be the soberer one. “Are you sure you are not done?”

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[regiiiumarchive]

@darling-of-the-dangerous  || Matt & Bonnie

“No it’s not, are you not listening to what I’m saying? Am I not speaking clear enough English for you? If not  please do tell me because apparently something is stopping you from comprehending what I’m saying.”  She had been there for a half an hour now going back and forth with the man who apparently thought he knew it all and was quickly running out of both patience and energy.  

As he stood there waving his hands about trying to tell her it was in fact her engine and not her transmission as she knew it was, Bonnies eyes ventured elsewhere and caught sight of another mechanic. Finished with the man before the petite woman moved on.  “ Hold that thought.” She told the other as she held up a finger and moved inside the garage.

“Excuse me, hi I was wondering if you could do me the biggest favour? Would you mind checking out my car and telling your friend over there in whatever guy language you speak that I’m in need of a new transmission and not a whole engine? Because apparently he just doesn’t get it with me.”

[betweenshadcws]

The night has been peaceful this time. Luc strolled out of the bar’s toilet. The demon’s blood was buzzing pleasantly in his stomach like the best kind of chemical substance, even if that one couldn’t be found anywhere except the specific dealers he knew. He looked around. The lack of trouble was odd, he needed the adrenaline to feel alive.

@darling-of-the-dangerous

[onenationundersurveillance]

The soldier sat down on the edge of his bed and looked down at his hands with a sigh. Shiny black fiberglass, metal, and a multitude of wires took the place of living flesh. Cythros’s movements in his new, half-machine state were considerably less clunky - he was able to function well enough that the Securitron Corporation’s medical team saw fit to let him return home - but something about it still felt unnatural to him. The cybernetics had a sense of touch; he could tell how much pressure he was applying to a delicate object--

It didn’t feel... real, though? It was present, but wrong-- inhuman.

He forced himself to look away. Instead of focusing on his own - was it his own anymore? - body, his eyes wandered around the room. The apartment had an odd chill to it, a feeling that no one had been here in quite some time. How long had Cythros been in the hospital? He found it hard to remember... Telling time was difficult in such a place.

Soft, light footsteps let him know that Kveta was coming to check on him. He turned his head and gave her a sad look. Without thinking, his hand moved to his chest, fingertips brushing over the line where his human skin met the machine that he had become. “I-- I’m sorry... I don’t know what else to say.”

“I understand if-- you’re afraid of me... or if you want nothing to do with me anymore...”

// @darling-of-the-dangerous