Getting Dragged To The Gym Super Late Is Not My Jive. But I Am Going. My Ankle Hurts Like A Bitch Tho,

୨୧╼  House calls were not abnormal in Violet’s line of work. Vintage items were often delicate and should not be disturbed if possible until restoration was complete. An elegant finger extended and rang the doorbell. “Hello, this is Violet of Very Fine Detail. I received a request to repair an antique radio."

@2kyears ୨୧ starter call. 

i'm sorry, i'm not ignoring anyone. lowkey my estranged drunk father called me on a restricted number ( i thought it was my friend whose going through a hard time. ) and ur girl is a mess.

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.” 

omg bc i keep looking up depressing/melancholy related stuff for aesthetics for violet. kokobot keeps messaging me to ask if i'm okay. i'm sobbing.

୨୧╼ The fire-starting side of V.F.D. did not come to an end with the demise of Count Olaf. He was the main antagonist in the Baudelaire’s story. Yet in the end he was merely a single piece on the chessboard. There were much more powerful players yet to be stopped. Violet had received a coded message detailing the whereabouts of a workshop that employed child labor. Something that horrified her, but it was not a surprise. As she herself was used for labor in her youth by the same organization.

         Even if it put her at risk – Violet had to do something about it. She sent Beatrice to visit Klaus while she went back into the trenches.  Illegally she set herself across the street from the workshop in an abandoned building. Common place notebook in her lap, used her spyglass to study not only the visage of the buildings but the goings on within. 

          Just as Violet worked on a diagram of the building, she heard a sound at the door. She swallowed hard, as she was overwhelmed with dread. As a random encounter while one was snooping on a nefarious secret organization was rarely pleasant. From a case she pulled a throwing dart, tip dipped in a poison that would paralyze the target. Even now she lamented the blood that stained her hands. She wished not to add anymore. With nowhere to run – she simply inquired, “Whose there?”

@contritioned ୨୧ starter call. 

୨୧╼ plotting call. who wants to chit chat?

good morning lovelies! i hope you are doing as amazing as you are. gonna be around on dms while my stomach settles. feel free to dm me!

thank you for all the kind works my loves. i am working on getting back to people now. but my heart has finally steadied and i stopped shaking. my mood has lifted for the most part! gonna try to distract myself with writing and editing stuff. <3

feel free to message me on disco

good morning lovelies! i hope you have a beautiful and amazing day. i will be mobile most of the morning because i am going to get a new coat! i am quite excited. <3 i haven't been shopping for new clothes/outside the house or hospital in ages. i'm just like buzzing.