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Violet, despite being a volunteer and considered a protagonist, has committed a variety of crimes. She:
Interfered with a train's destination in the film, although she would have been killed by it if she and her younger siblings did nothing.
Opened Stephano's briefcase in The Reptile Room and took his items, although her intentions were to prove her uncle's death was a murder and not a snakebite.
Stole a sailboat in The Wide Window in order to save her aunt, although she wanted to borrow it and it was owned by Count Olaf.
Hitchhiked without the driver's permission in the TV series.
Broke many rules of Prufrock Preparatory School and had Isadora Quagmire impersonate her so she could skip a S.O.R.E. meeting in order to study for a crucial exam.
Broke Rule #62 of the Village of Fowl Devotees: "No citizen is allowed to build or use any mechanical devices." - Violet secretly assisted Hector with the construction of his mobile home.
Broke rule #1,742 of the Village of Fowl Devotees: "No one is allowed to escape from jail." - Violet broke out of jail during The Vile Village, although she was wrongfully imprisoned and she would have been burned at the stake.
Hitchhiked a ride in the trunk of Olaf's car without permission to avoid asphyxiation coupled with being arrested by the police in the TV series.
Aided in burning down Caligari Carnival in order to travel with Olaf's group.
Pretended to be a staff member (a concierge) of Hotel Denouement, despite not being legally employed there.
Burnt down the Hotel Denouement (as a signal to fellow VFD members), likely killing many people inside.
Is guilty of indirect manslaughter (Count Olaf tossed a harpoon gun into her hands, which Violet accidentally slips and sets off, killing Dewey Denouement).
Partially responsible for infecting the Islanders with the Medusoid Mycelium poison and potentially killing them, as she knew it was brought to the island and kept it a secret from the Islanders.
୨୧╼ There were difficulties that came with being a young mother. Violet often found herself faced with the judgement of others. Beatrice was not her biological daughter – but it was best that people thought so in many instances. Only those who she considered close confidence learned of her daughter’s true origin.
Out of all the parents who waited for their children to emerge from school – only one seemed close in age to Violet. The others were considered more age appropriate for the age group. It had been quite some time since Violet had reached out to another. Fear often left her frozen. As she saw herself as a black cat, a bad luck charm. If she got close to anyone, it would end poorly for them.
It was Violet’s family who constantly insisted that she get herself out there. To not let the past tether her. So, she mustered up all of her courage and approached the woman. “Excuse me – I’m Violet.” Anxiously she looked down at her shoes, “I am new to the area, I’ve noticed we are the youngest ones here. Though it may be bold to ask – would you like to exchange numbers? I would enjoy making a friend who also has a child.” To have someone who understands.
@witchwood ( maddy ) ୨୧ starter call.
୨୧╼ A life on the run for crimes she did not commit – was nothing new for Violet. But the disastrous events that occurred in Metropolis had left Violet truly on her own. Before she could often rely on the strengths of her siblings and the love of Beatrice. Now she felt adrift in the wind. For now, she found a home in the less than savory part of Gotham. Another night spent at some dodgy bar. Where Violet would hope to drown her plentiful sorrows in a whiskey neat. At first, she paid no mind to the person who sat next to her. It was only when she heard the familiar voice of her one-time lawyer, that she turned her head. Many things had changed in both their lives, how strange it would both lead them to the same point. Worry filled Violet that she may be recognized. That it may be the end of her life as a free woman. Nervously she turned her face to him. Though he had been an ally once, that did not mean he still was. “It has been sometime Mr. Dent.” Her chestnut eyes darted from him to the door.
@halfdent ୨୧ starter call.
i'll keep you safe prompts. ୨୧ accepting
“this isn’t up for discussion. i know you’re used to looking out for yourself, but i need you to understand that you don’t have to live like that anymore. i’m here. for as long as i’m around, i’m going to come between you and anything that wants to hurt you.” - monty ( @ofmaddogs )
୨୧╼ Uncle Monty was not family by blood. Yet being with him always made a house feel like a home. In horror she had thought he had met his untimely demise by the hand of Count Olaf. To find out he managed to survive and avoid further wrath filled her heart with joy. It was comforting that he still wished to act as her guardian, even if it had been years since she required one.
“I worried the code I left to my location would be solved by villainous forces. I am ecstatic that you were the one to resolve it.” Petite hands took Monty’s into her own. It had been so long since they were in each other’s company. So much had transpired to the happiness they experienced under his care. Part of her worried if she was worth someone’s protection and care anymore.
“My apologies,” A melancholic smile grew across Violet’s face. ”It’s just been so long since I felt support from anyone other than my siblings.” Out of all the adults she had met, Monty was one of those that disappointed her the least. From the first meeting he genuinely showed care for the Baudelaire’s, and for a brief minute gave them hope for a better life. “Please, you must stay with Beatrice and I. We must catch up over dinner. Though I am not as talented in the kitchen as Sunny – you will find I am not completely hopeless.”
𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒.
Sentences were taken from different sources of literature that depict dark romance, these include possessive language, jealousy, power trips, some kinks, innuendos. Some sentences are tamer than others, please use wisely. Change names, pronouns and locations as you see fit. This meme is not safe for all audiences, as it contains adult themes.
Cara is mine, and only mine.
You didn’t seem to be in any danger when you were being my good, little girl.
A crush? I had consumed at least three of that woman’s bodily fluids, as she had mine.
I worship you.
Very, very bad girl.
So you admit it, I make you scream.
See, my sweet gift? I knew you’d f/cking come around.
My beautiful, sweet gift. I am forever lost in you.
Let me heal those wounds and soothe that ache.
I’m gonna fuck you now. It’s gonna be fast and hard because I’ve waited too long for this.
In this fucked up world of ours, we're meant for each other.
I may have broken you, but know that you've broken me just the same.
Let me free you of the constraints of virtue. Better yet, free yourself.
You're supposedly protected by god, but here you are fucking the devil.
Like this you are powerful. Learn what it is to command the attention of a god.
I need you to take me the way you want me.
I hope you never forget about me and that the thought of me haunts you for eternity.
I was born to be your god, born with the power to make you do what I want.
You've captivated my soul and breathe life into me.
No escaping. I told you I'd never let you go.
I am a poison that all of humanity must fear.
You ruined me and I can’t be bothered about it.
I forgot how good you taste.
Real men get their girls nice and ready first.
This girl. She’s living, walking art. And she’s mine.
Do you want me on my knees?
You’re a bad man and you do bad things. You will always do bad things. But not to me.
You are painfully beautiful, do you know that?
Every time you look at me, it feels as if you start a wildfire inside my heart
Such a perfect girl you are, put on this world just for me.
I have killed for you, baby. And I’ll never stop.
You forgot I was a siren.
I just wanted to keep you forever.
I have missed you for so long. And now you are in front of me, but you’re afraid to touch me.
There can never be anything in the world that would hurt me more than when you left me.
I don’t know if I want to cry or if I want to scream or if I want to fucking kiss you.
Christ, I wish you could see yourself. You look otherworldly.
I used to smell your dirty shirts when you weren’t looking.
In order for me to fuck you, I’m going to need you to be healed first.
How I’ve missed that filthy mouth.
What else did I teach you?
You taught me how to be a good girl for you.
How to let you ravage me so badly that I feel like I’m on the brink of death.
I'm a simple man who's been reduced to his base instincts to hunt, capture, keep.
If she is my devil, then I will gladly burn.
If you don’t protect what belongs to you, then sooner or later, it belongs to someone else.
The power he holds over me―
You like to be owned by me? Knowing that I will kill anyone that ever tries to steal you away?
You want passion. A love that completely devours every inch of you.
I know that you long for a little danger, too. I saw how you thrived on it.
It only hurts because I want you so much.
if you could see yourself through my eyes, you’d know why I chose you.
You taste like sin.
You're doing so good, Handsome.
No one touches what's mine.
And you are mine. Whether you agree is irrelevant.
I caught you, so now I get to ravish you.
Let’s do something about that mouth of yours, hm?
Be my woman, Ana. Allow me to call myself yours.
I want you to know that you can’t hide from me.
Play nicely, little lamb. Or else, I won’t.
I will do with you as I please.
Show me how much you want me.
You haven’t been getting what you need, have you?
Would it make you feel better if I call you Daddy while you fuck me?
You’ll never know when I’m going to drag you into the darkness.
I’m rough with your body sometimes, but I’ll always be gentle with your soul.
Fucking hell, you’re sweet. You’re so goddamn sweet.
The flesh wants what it wants.
If you continue to behave like this, I'll actually start to believe you don't hate me.
Desire becomes surrender. Surrender becomes Power.
And I will break you. I will make it so you can't breathe without me.
What happened to the thrill of the chase?
I just like the way wrong feels.
I swear I won't touch you even with a finger until you ask me yourself.
I need to hear a yes, sir.
today i am a bit sad. i am going to be alone tonight in the house - because for some reason zac is working friday night. i am like a bunny, i don't do well by myself.
but i am going to try to keep my head up. gonna eat some food and be on. feel free to bother me as i would love the company.
i hope your day is amazing and filled with joy. because that is what you deserve. because you are phenomenal and make the world a better place by just existing.
