darwinquark:

those kind of friends, chapter six | ‘Her eyes looked brighter against her bare skin, her lashes thick and curly, and it gave her features an innocence that was at violent odds with the general vixeny lore that’d been manufactured around her. It was stupidly, distractingly, Disney-princess-pretty.

But it was also a compelling reminder that beneath all the brass and sex appeal and scandal, she was just a girl.

Regardless of how many people tried to rob that from her.’ [ao3] [soundtrack]