Guardians.

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‘ everyone, including reader, would go on about how mally and myself were the most alike. and yet, just because two people happen to get along, that does not automatically mean they are alike. in most cases, from what i have seen, it’s those that clash who are the most alike. i never wanted you to be like me, violet. but that doesn’t mean i never was proud to know of how you were able to grow up and learn to defend yourself against monsters that no one else seemed to see.                                                ‘ i have lied dozens of times, which is an understatement given my personality. but the one truth i prided myself in telling was when you asked me about your parents. i often thought reader was the one person that would help me become a better creature. i was wrong. it was you, violet. not mally. not even lios. perhaps romana--- but you are what keeps me from being the monster everyone wishes me to become. ‘

/ / @inventiveflower

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castiisms:

                 his eyes are closed at this point; it’s as if                  he wasn’t paying any attention whatsoever                  to what Siren had to say, nor that he even                  relatively CARED for the sound of his voice                  at the moment. unfortunately for him, he                   FORCED to care, but kept his eyes closed,                  glasses on his desk, letting out a STRESSED                  sigh. 

                     “ another headache PLAGUES me, my mate.                    tell Mally to cease, or I’ll have her BLOOD as                    as my ink. a pretty color would it be as I sign                    stars into existence. “

     “Another headache.” Siren sighed softly, leaning over the man to run his fingertips gently through his hair. “I’ll be sure to tell her to be careful, but she never does listen to me. I just choose to vent at you since you’re such a good sport about listening to me.” Lips pressed a tender kiss to the man’s temple as fingers still carded through the locks of hair. “I can make you some tea if you’d like. I can be selfless when it comes to you, darling.”

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Aesthetic –> Violet Baudelaire & Siren ( @gucrdiians )

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Mallymkun + things that she says or does to people in my head when I read random things.

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ophiidious:

               “ It isn’t you I’m worried about. There is a reason why I am here. &, I really don’t want extra questions posed my way about a strange person visiting me in my room. “ Amazing how he could talk so much with how many wounds afflict his body.  “ Hm, trust you? You do not have to worry about that. Besides, I’ll be fine. It’s better this way. I’ll actually appear human. —What brings you here, Siren? “ 

     “I wouldn’t worry. Just tell them I like to watch.” It wouldn’t be a lie, Siren liked to see people in pain. His own sadism slipping through the cracks of an apathetic demeanor. "I'm here to tell you my beloved sister 'found' a baby. We both know she didn't find the thing. You go and get yourself locked up and suddenly anything that babbles is fair game for her to take and you wonder why I suggest a leash for her." Ah, yes, being a snitch. He really was such a lovely man when he tried. 

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ophiidious:

                “ Siren. You really should not be here. “ His voice comes out hoarse, clearing his throat will only cause a pain to rattle harshly in his ribs. Nevertheless, he sits up best he can, rolling his eyes ( well, eye– one of them are swollen shut ), towards Siren. “ Please, I look exceptionally less awful any other time. —How I am? “ Despite the throbbing pain in his jaw, the snake grins. “ Just peachy. You’re looking… pissy. Was she rude to you again? “ 

     “What are they going to do to me, Demetrius, kill me? Oh, how very frightening. I do hope they understand what my blood will do them.” He snorted, his head tilting as he took in the sight of the wounds. “You look to be having a lovely time. She’s always rude but I’m more annoyed with other things that aren’t by her hand, if you can believe it. I would offer to heal you but I’m afraid I can only heal those that trust me. You may like me, but I certainly hope you aren’t stupid enough to trust me.”

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sentence prompts ➝ the originals

❝Always and forever.❞

❝Are you trying to kill us?❞

❝Every king needs an heir.❞

❝I’m not afraid.❞

❝Don’t you dare touch her.❞

❝Fate does not dictate my heart.❞

❝We’re so going to hell for this.❞

❝What’s mine is yours, but it is mine.❞

❝You’re the one they call honorable.❞

❝You might try to dial down your glee.❞

❝What an entirely unwelcome surprise.❞

❝I’m not trying to impress the girl.❞

❝Don’t dismember the messenger.❞

❝We have some unfinished business.❞

❝You know how I love to set thing’s on fire.❞

❝That’s a grim sentiment coming from you.❞

❝Hurting people is such a boyish thing to do.❞

❝You’ve been dead a thousand years.❞

❝Is this rash a side effect of the witchy acid trip he’s on?❞

❝As a devout feminist, I refuse to say that you hit like a girl.❞

❝Remind me to teach you how to send a text message.❞

❝Sophisticated, huh? I suppose you want me in a dress.❞

❝Don’t suppose I have you to thank for extending this invitation.❞

❝You say the most romantic things.❞

❝Opportunity to what? Get a beating?❞

❝Yeah, yeah. I’m on your who’s been naughty list.❞

❝Oh, don’t be fooled, love. I’m the devil in disguise.❞

❝Well I’ve given up on giving up, It’s an affliction.❞

❝I always thought having a woman’s mouth on my neck would be more erotic.❞

❝You do not want to end up on the wrong side of me.❞

❝I will systematically destroy everything they hold dear.❞

❝I know how much you enjoy the chase. I’d sooner deny you the pleasure.❞

❝If there’s a war going on, I want to be on the winning side.❞

❝Oh, I still think you’re a bitch. I’ve just grown to like that about you.❞

❝The world is an awful place. Best to meet it on it’s own terms.❞

❝I believe the words you are looking for are thank you.❞

❝You are the architect of your own unhappiness.❞

❝I’m not here to tell you what to do. I’m just here.❞

❝So you’re having weird, retro sex dreams. Get over it.❞

❝I’d have greater chance of draining the Mississippi with a straw.❞

❝I’ve spent my whole life searching for family and I found you.❞

❝I suppose it’s a family trait. Everything we love, we turn to ash.❞

❝Shouldn’t you be out there playing Fight Club with the rest of the frat boys?❞

❝For the record, the level of awkwardness we’re all currently experiencing is entirely genuine.❞

❝Yes, far better to practice your process of grief. Denial, rage and hoarding coffins in basements.❞

❝Well, if you were so strong you wouldn’t have run away from New Orleans like a little bitch all those years ago.❞

❝Ah, you must be the maid. My bags are in the car, go get them will you?❞

❝You don’t suppose they’ve found a way to kill him once and for all, do you?❞

❝Now I may be young, but the truth is I know better than anyone what we’re up against.❞

[futuriistic]

Until Dawn Sentence Starters Pt 1

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may contain spoilers.

❛ whatever you say, darling! ❜

❛ understand the palm of my hand, bitch. ❜ 

❛ maybe we should start with a little, you know, making out and see where it goes from there. ❜ 

❛ what did you do?!  ❜ 

❛ jesus hot sauce christmas cake. ❜ 

❛ i suspect that SOMEONE is not being entirely honest with me… ❜ 

❛ i know you’re all probably worried about me. ❜ 

❛ wait a second, are you saying we should break in? ❜ 

❛ i don’t think it’s breaking in if you own the place. ❜

❛ maybe if we’re lucky, she’ll follow us out here and get eaten by a bear. ❜

❛ let’s party like we’re fucking porn stars! ❜

❛ do you intend to continue with this elaborate self indulgence? ❜

❛ you want to ruin our fun that bad? well, guess what? you can’t! you can’t ruin our good time. _______ and i are gonna fuck! that’s right! we’re gonna have sex! and it’s going to be hot! so enjoy it, because we will! ❜

❛ you couldn’t buy a loaf of moldy bread with your skanky ass. ❜

❛ that bitch is on crack or something. ❜

❛ i didn’t really figure you for the glass half empty type. ❜

❛ stay out of it, you dumb oaf. ❜

❛ when are you gonna take him/her/them to the bone zone? ❜

❛ get away! get away from me! ❜

❛ you just won’t listen to me, and things seem pretty fucked up. ❜ 

❛ you had so many people who cared about you, who were willing to help, but at every turn you chose to push them away. and now you’re all alone. ❜

❛ no, no, no, not again! ❜

❛ you are a coward! ❜

❛ i don’t take orders from you. you can’t tell me what to do. ❜

❛ okay, i trust you. i trust you. ❜

❛ why didn’t you save me, ______? ❜

❛ come on, it’s okay. ❜

❛ are you sure? ❜

❛ well, i’m not dead yet. ❜

❛ it’s freezing, i can’t feel my fingers. ❜

❛ i’d like to focus on how we’re going to get the fuck out of here, please. ❜

❛ it doesn’t hurt anymore. really. ❜

❛ fuck, i can’t do this. ❜

❛ you did the right thing. ❜

❛ no, there’s no excuse. there’s no excuse for this! ❜

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& you know the fight is fixed

@gucrdiians @donttakeorders

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I tried to leave hints, I tried to get you to save Violet, you ignored every single one. But, of course, here you are, being bitchy with me, again

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@ophiidious

     “Did being with my sister better prepare you for being beaten around until bloody?” Ah, yes, he was always so welcoming to his sisters’ boyfriends. “You look awful. Which is nothing new, but, I suppose I should ask how you’re doing anyway to show I’m being decent.”

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@inventiveflower

     The room was still untouched. Clean, and any attempt by Lios to try and alter the room was not without Siren’s disapproval. Even if she was gone, Siren didn’t want his daughter’s room to be altered. In fact, he could still smell her on the sheets and in the pillows. The beauty of magic was knowing he could preserve that scent. The beauty of being him was that while he felt the pain and anguish of losing a child, he hadn’t any tears to shed due to his own biology. 

     Yet, he usually waited for Lios to be away for him to take a seat on her bed. While Violet was there in the house still, Siren didn’t see a reason to be uncomfortable about the emotions with her present. She knew he had them. And the toy in his hands only had him feel a twist in the area a heart would reside if he were to ever gain one. A toy from his daughter. The one person he had actually learned to love completely more than himself. He wasn’t even sure if he loved anyone else that way--- not even Lios or his sisters. 

     “...Goodnight sweetheart, well, it’s time to go...” A song he used to sing to her so she’d fall asleep. While she was never able to see the room around her, she knew how to move around and loved to hear melodies to lull her to sleep. But, that was all a memory now. He had no daughter. All he had was the room to remind him of what he lost.

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inventiveflower:

    She’s not Violet Baudelaire anymore, oh no. She’s far from her thanks to torture & brainwashing. In her mind, she’s Persephone Tempête. Her hair has been bleached blonde while cuts, burns, & scars seem to liter her body. Truly, the girl hasn’t even bothered to cover them, thinking of them to be trophies of sorts. Trophies showing that she’s survived & that she forever will.     This man–he had to be the man Eleanor had been warning them about, the one of death named Siren. Half of Persephone wants to laugh, however. He doesn’t seem to be much of a threat in the slightest, let alone someone of death! But she knows full well that she shouldn’t be judging him upon the way he looked, even if she could surely be his height if she wore tall enough heels. Her eyes look him over curiously, a small smirk crossing her features upon his questioning of her powers. Quickly, Persephone holds her hand to the man, a small seed within her palm. She closes her eyes &, in moments, it begins to grow until it is a flower–a violet, to be exact–in full bloom. Her figures grasp it gently & the flower begins to wilt as fast as it bloomed.

    “Suppose that’ll give you a good impression of it. I can do much more with it, but that was just to give you a small sample.” She shrugs, holding the dead flower out to him. “So, you’re the one Eleanor was warning us about? Huh, you don’t really look like much of a threat. Shame, I was hoping for more of a fight. I do enjoy my fights, as does my brother, though he isn’t in at the moment. Does it really matter what she said? If you wish to know, you could just ask my father. He’s around here somewhere. Perhaps I should introduce myself, as I know your name & you don’t know mine. Name’s Persephone Tempête & it is an absolute pleasure to finally meet you, Siren.”

     Violet hues stared down at the flower before he let out a small sigh, “How entertaining. You’re a regular hippie now with bleached hair and terrible taste in clothing.” This isn’t the Violet he remembers, but he’s tired of acting surprised. He’s tired of many things, including how there always seems to be action taken against the people he’s close to. All Siren wants is for the people he loves to be left alone, was that asking for a lot? 

     “Looks can be deceiving. I wouldn’t attempt anything on me, I’m afraid my bite is far worse than my bark. Anyone that knows of Stayne’s case of disappearing limbs can attest to that.” Which made him wonder if the man was still trying to cause havoc. It was hard for him to believe anything he sensed or remembered--- he didn’t trust that Reader had left only one memory alone. He didn’t trust Reader at all anymore. 

     Neither did Violet. At least, that was what he recalled last he had seen her. “No. Your name is Violet Baudelaire and the name you have right now is tacky and lacking in personality. It isn’t a pleasure to meet me.” The smile he puts on is sarcastic and fades within seconds. “And he isn’t your Father. I watched your Father cross over and thought to watch your Mother pass over, but, that was just a lie fed to me by Reader. He isn’t here.” How nice. Not even an effort from Reader’s part to keep her safe now. 

     “Didn’t your Mother ever teach you not to play with knives. You can get cut.”

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donttakeorders:

     ❛ Wow, I go through all that effort to try & get you to show up & get those two out of dodge, & by the time you finally get your arse to show up, you’re acting like some sort of hero disguised in colour finely tuned to insults, what a shocker. ❜ Well, not really. He’s not been there to help through any of their last several tortures. Really, what was she thinking in the idea he’d be here for this one? Even if he seemed all buddy-buddy with Violet again. 

      ❛ So, no ‘Hey Mallymkun, great to see you’re not dead again, I’m assuming you’re not brainwashed & that you actually remembered who I was again seeing as how you’ve mentioned me, love the fact the hair grew back, why is your face different, sudden shock you’re wearing trousers for whatever reason’? Or, are you just that bad at picking up signals? I mean, I left several for you, & you ignored every single one. Left warning after warning trying to get you to show up, & here you are, late as usual. Or what, are you just here to act like some sort of lost puppy trying to get his family safe? Because I tried to leave hints, I tried to get you to save Violet, you ignored every single one. But, of course, here you are, being bitchy with me, again. ❜

     “You’re aware of the difficulty Reader made of a travel to you, yes? Had Underland blocked off from me to prevent further damage to the people here. I had to find alternate means of getting here, thank you. Time works differently here.” Why was he explaining this to her? His hand waved her off as he crossed his arms over his chest. “You’re alive now, aren’t you.” Eyes scanned from her head to her feet. Different. She was the same person by the scent of her, but she was still different. 

     “You look awful.” He liked the other form better. This one looked like a brat. Well, at least the face suited the personality now. “Did we have ourselves a sudden rush of teenage angst, Mally? I’m here, if you wanted punctuality, then you should consult Reader over why that didn’t occur. I met with Violet already, it was rather nice, knowing of the warnings you send out about me. Flattering, even. I also met your Father. As for your face, I take it that it pertains to what your Father said about what you were going through. Are you done being a bitch now? It’s outstanding how you manage to turn anything into a dramatic ordeal.” 

     Eyes rolled as he sighed out, pushing hair away from his face, “Where is Demetrius. And I’m not a puppy, that’s more of Reader’s forte. Running with a tail between his legs after pissing on the carpet or however it works with mutts.”

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>___> friendly reminder that there are verses where siren is biologically related to Mally and Violet

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Ben Whishaw in Real by Years and Years