Ribbonup - The World Is Quiet Here

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.” 

&. 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 (𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬?) 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  various  dialogue  prompts  to  send  to  your  worst  enemy  (affectionate).  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ oh great, it's you again. ❜

❛ you? kill me? that's funny. ❜

❛ for being someone you hate, i'm sure on your mind a lot. ❜

❛ you're the last person i wanted to see, actually. ❜

❛ do us both a favor. stay away from me. ❜

❛ you really are an asshole, you know that? ❜

❛ i'm the asshole? what does that make you then? ❜

❛ sometimes i think you must hate me. ❜

❛ i thought you said you never wanted to see me again. ❜

❛ if you want me to go, then you have to tell me to leave. ❜

❛ well, someone's cranky today. ❜

❛ well, someone needs to shut the fuck up. ❜

❛ just stay out of my way. ❜

❛ of all the idiots in the world, i'm stuck with you. ❜

❛ what is it you want this time? ❜

❛ sometimes i wonder if you're in love with me. ❜

❛ do you honestly think this is easy for me? ❜

❛ why would i ever want to be friends with you? ❜

❛ can we please just talk? ❜

❛ there is nothing for us to talk about. ❜

❛ you can yell at me later. just let me help you. ❜

❛ touch me, and you're dead. ❜

❛ oh, so now you care? ❜

❛ there is something deeply wrong with you. ❜

❛ i know i'm the last person you probably want to see, but... ❜

❛ you don't think we could be friends, do you? ❜

❛ i'm tired of fighting against you. ❜

❛ don't pretend you give a shit about me. ❜

❛ you're an idiot, but... i trust you. ❜

❛ oh, don't be cute. ❜

❛ wait, did you just say that i'm cute? ❜

❛ we're not good for each other. ❜

❛ if i say yes, will you shut up? ❜

❛ don't you have to be stupid somewhere else? ❜

❛ maybe we should kiss just to break the tension. ❜

❛ i'm sorry i can't turn off my feelings as easily as you. ❜

❛ maybe there's a universe out there where we're friends. ❜

❛ how can you be so smart yet so dumb at the same time? ❜

❛ don't think this changes anything between us. ❜

❛ you look ridiculous in that outfit, by the way. ❜

❛ if you die, i'll kill you. ❜

❛ is that a challenge? ❜

❛ ah, so you're not heartless after all. ❜

❛ i don't think i've ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ you never cared about me, so why now? ❜

❛ why didn't you kill me when you had the chance? ❜

❛ i don't even remember why we started fighting. ❜

❛ i don't have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you're not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

୨୧╼ Harvey was no longer the man Violet had once known. Of course, she had followed his venture into wickedness in the papers. The acid scarred face did not cause her fear and trepidation. Moreso his public obsession with duality and basing choices on a two headed coin. She had never been very lucky, and she did not like her odds.       

        The way in which Two-Face smiled was dangerous. Equally as threatening as it was teasing. When he probed her on staying, she paused. Unsure of what was the best way to handle the situation. She decided to indulge him. As to not cause a scene or his annoyance. “I suppose I could use the company.” It was not her first foray into dealing with a rogue. Her voice was steady and she was as cool as chilled cucumber soup on a cold day. 

       “It seems we’ve both been in the news lately.” Violet may have been mostly innocent, but the result was just the same. No matter how unjust it was. “I am sure they’ll figured out more crimes against humanity to pin on me. Lex never was one to let things go.” A soft sigh escaped plump lips as she relaxed in her seat. “So, are you going to buy me a drink? After all I believe your criminal endeavors are much more profitable than mine.”

𝐇𝐈𝐌  ,  𝐇𝐄  𝐖𝐀𝐒  𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒  𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  ,   𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓  𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄   DENT  ,  DENT  𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓  𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  𝐍𝐎𝐖  .   So  long  ago  had  MR.  DENT  encountered  VIOLET  BAUDELAIRE  .  He  is  not  quite  an  ALLY  nor  an  𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄  𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓  ...   the  night  can  take  them  either  way  .  𝐓𝐖𝐎-𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄   in  a  sense  could  remember  her  almost  as  vividly  as  HARVEY  .  He  was  there  for  it  ;  the  accusations  stacking  against  her  ,  they  could  entertain  whether  the  sea  of  indictments  have  ever  stopped  lapping  at  her  heels  .

The  asymmetry  of  his  visage  now  obverse  .  He  follows  her  eyes  ,  she's  already  considering  leaving  ,  &&  𝐒𝐎  𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐓  ?  !

A  smirk  as  he  stoops  onto  the  stool  ,  elbows  onto  his  thighs  .

 ❝  Yeah  ,  sometime  ,  ain't  that  a  fact  ?  Yer  plannin'  on  stayin'  for  a  drink  &&  a  chat  or  are  yer  stockpilin'  more  of  'em  '  𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄  𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒  ?  '   ❞

୨୧╼ starter call. who wants a starter when i get back. may message to plot something out since it will most likely be an au. <3

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?"

getting dragged to the gym super late is not my jive. but i am going. my ankle hurts like a bitch tho, so idk how long i'll last. be back soon.

i just wanted to say thank you sm for everyone's warm welcomes to my return and this blog. i am truly blessed.

i'm home! omg moulin rouge was great. i was barely sick all day. gonna try to get to stuff once my tylenol kicks in. cause there was a lot of noise on the bus ride home. rip.

lets plot and make beautiful character interactions and have fun!

i hope your day was amazing and your night is restful!

can i complain to someone? ur girl wants to complain, but i also only like complaining with consent.