These Violent Delights.

୨୧╼  Thanks to faux documentation crafted by Violet’s brother Klaus; she was able to exist amongst monsters. Even if being in their presence alone made her stomach churn. Yet she did not have the luxury to avoid them, she would do what she needed to survive. At least long enough to help the resistance accomplish something. 

       The poor manner in which he spoke German actually made Violet giggle. Languages not taught from a young age were difficult to learn. She did not judge him; the effort was appreciated. “It is quite alright.” Though her accent was still present, she spoke English clearly. “I am not good at what you do. I have read your file, very impressive.” When he inquired if she was Violet, she offered a curt nod. 

       Violet took a key that hung around her neck and used it to unlock a door clearly marked ‘Employees Only.’  Once inside she locked the door behind them, before she led them down the stairs. Slender fingers flicked the light switch. The room illuminated to reveal a workshop filled with various tools, inventions, and weapons. “The Nazis have made astonishing progress in technology. It is my job to take salvaged equipment apart, figure out how it works – and repurpose it for our cause. Do you have a preferred weapon type?”  

Blazkowicz's standard issue boots' heavy steps, taken in similar cadence to an army march, were unmistakable. His eyes, cold blue, narrowed as they scanned the establishment. Contact's supposed to be here. He caught sight of a few Nazis five pints deep and scowled. Felt like he was gonna throw up in his goddamn mouth. Of course he hated the bastards. But if he killed them now, he was a dead man, too. And if he were a dead man, they might never learn about what in the goddamn hell them krauts were doing in that big honkin' castle of theirs.

When he was addressed, he wiped the scowl (and the glare that had been directed at no one) clean off his face, and turned around. He wasn't in disguise -- uniform wasn't done being custom-tailored for him -- and thank God for it. If he had to spend any more time than he needed to in that thing, he might just do something he'd regret.

That must've been her. Sure looked like the description. Tall, slim, braids, pretty face, dark hair.

"Yes... let's," BJ responded in German. He could practically hear Agent One chastising him now: 'your German? Frankly, it's atrocious.'

"Sorry. My German isn't very good. Better at the whole, y'know... other parts of my job," he whispered once they were clear of any prying ears. "You Violet?"

📚     𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐙 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐖𝐒𝐊𝐈'𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒 (𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟎) 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒               ↳ change pronouns / details as necessary.

❛  this is not for you.  ❜ ❛  i still get nightmares.  ❜ ❛  sleep’s been stalking me for as long as i can remember.  ❜ ❛  i don’t want to end up like that.  ❜ ❛  i should have known something was up.  ❜ ❛  mostly though, they just vanished.  ❜ ❛  what did i know then ?  what do i know now ?  ❜ ❛  i have never read for more than an hour.  ❜ ❛  i haven’t even washed the blood off yet.  ❜ ❛  there’s no doubt i am responsible for plenty.  ❜ ❛  you’ll suddenly realize things are not how you perceived them to be at all.  ❜ ❛  and then the nightmares will begin.  ❜ ❛  i’m just trying to help you out here.  ❜ ❛  i had to think fast.  ❜ ❛  i didn’t mean to wander into all of this.  ❜ ❛  now there’s an admission, eh ?  ❜ ❛  last night i wasn’t sleeping very well.  ❜ ❛  we all create stories to protect ourselves.  ❜ ❛  what can i say ?   i’m a sucker for abandoned stuff.  ❜ ❛  i guess the complicated one i don’t feel like getting into.  ❜ ❛  i didn’t feel at all myself.  ❜ ❛  i can’t do a fucking thing.  ❜ ❛  but i’m still having problems breathing.  ❜ ❛  i should have stayed near people.  ❜ ❛  you won’t have time to even scream.  ❜ ❛  i actually thought i was going to fall.  ❜ ❛  it made me real uneasy, like i was surrounded by ghosts.  ❜ ❛  do you believe in ghosts ?  ❜ ❛  i think i still feel guilty.  ❜ ❛  but who am i kidding ?  ❜ ❛  i am alone in hostile territories and have no idea how they are hostile.  ❜ ❛  right now going to hell seems like a pretty sound bet.  ❜ ❛  i knew i’d failed.  ❜ ❛  i’ve been waiting for this chance for a while.  ❜ ❛  like i already said, drives me nuts.  ❜ ❛  hey asshole.  ❜ ❛  this shit’s getting ridiculous.  ❜ ❛  i’ll remember what i’d hoped to say in the first place.  ❜ ❛  i have no way of knowing that for certain.  ❜ ❛  i don’t have long.  ❜

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'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.” 

🐝  *  ―  𝑫𝑰𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑾𝑨𝒀𝑺 𝑻𝑶 𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑺𝑶𝑴𝑬𝑶𝑵𝑬.

[ peck ] a quick, light kiss on the partner's lips or cheek [ french ] a deep, passionate kiss with the use of tongue [ forehead ] a gentle kiss on the partner's forehead, conveying care and affection [ spiderman ] an upside-down kiss, just like in the movie [ mistletoe ] a playful or romantic kiss under a mistletoe [ hand ] a chivalrous kiss on the back of the partner's hand [ lingering ] a long, slow kiss filled with emotion and desire [ neck ] a kiss or gentle sucking on the partner's neck [ nape ] a kiss placed at the nape of the partner's neck [ teasing ] a light brushing of lips against a partner's skin without fully kissing [ earlobe ] a light nibble on the partner's earlobe [ tango dip ] a kiss shared while one partner is dipped backward [ celebration ] a joyful and exuberant kiss to celebrate an achievement or milestone [ stolen ] a quick, stealthy, and impromptu kiss snatched in secret [ bite ] a playful kiss that involves some light biting [ goodbye ] a heartfelt kiss when parting, showing affection and fondness [ rain ] a romantic kiss in the rain [ scars ] a gentle kiss on the partner's scar(s) [ injury ] a careful kiss on a partner's wound to make it all better [ wedding ] a romantic kiss shared during a wedding ceremony [ comfort ] a tender kiss to provide comfort or reassurance [ sunset ] a kiss shared during sunset, often romantic and serene [ butterfly ] a light fluttering of eyelashes against the partner's skin [ seductive ] a deep, slow, and deliberately intense kiss filled with passion and desire [ shoulder ] a tender kiss on the partner's shoulder [ knuckles ] a kiss on each individual knuckle of the partner [ slow motion ] a kiss in slow motion, accentuating every moment and sensation [ reunion ] a longing kiss shared after being apart for a while [ passionate ] an intense and fiery kiss, expressing raw desire and strong emotion [ underwater ] a kiss shared while submerged in water [ wrist ] a tender kiss on the inside of the partner's wrist [ wake up ] a loving kiss to wake the partner up [ apology ] a kiss offered as a way to apologize or make amends [ hummingbird ] a series of light, rapid, and fluttery kisses on a small area [ trail ] a trail of kisses along the partner's jawline or collarbone [ blowing ] a kiss in the air and send of the gesture towards the partner [ surprise ] a sudden kiss to catch the partner off guard [ hickey ] a kiss that's supposed to leave a mark on the partner's skin [ single lip ] a sucking or nibbling of one of the partner's lips [ nose ] an affectionate gesture where partners rub their noses together

୨୧╼ Throughout Violet’s life a copious amount of dastardly people with villainous plans sought to end her.  Who wanted her to suffer for simply being a Baudelaire – for the actions of her parents. Before the fire that turned her world upside down, she could not deny she lived an idyllic life. Once upon a time she was naïve to the cruelty and unfairness that infected the human experience like the plague. She didn’t have time to acclimate. If she wanted her younger siblings to survive – she had to change. Become someone different, someone hard who would do anything to keep going. From her own experience, she couldn’t help but agree. “Sometimes I believe I am too aware. As if my skin is analogous to a live wire. As if I don't know how to turn my survival instinct off. I don't remember the last time I was able to relax.”

𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔, @ribbonup.

❛ they say what doesn't kill you makes you aware. ❜

anyone want to be violet's valentine?