the brown eyed daughter

my name is violet harmon. my parents wanted to call me sunshine. guess that's pretty ironic. i've been here for a long time ; i'd tell you the whole story but it's kind of complicated. let's just say i fell in love. [roleplay account, written by nina, 20 + ]

[protobacillus]

[daily-ahs]

I think about one girl in particular…

[heavyflovv]

“You know what they say. Cold hands, warm heart.”

[shroyers]

me staring off into the void thinking about old rp partners i miss dearly:

[the-dark-s1de]

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[tatesasickpuppy-deactivated2025]

Tate: You consider me a friend?

Violet: Sure. What else would I consider you?

Tate: I don’t know. An embarrassment? A way to rebel against your parents? A desperate cry for help? The list is endless.

[imaghostofmyformerself]

Don't disappear on me.

bla bla bla

[imaghostofmyformerself]

Where are you, my pet?

somewhere you could never find me. i’m not your pet - asshole.

[imaghostofmyformerself]

How come you never rp anymore? :(

//ooc: oh my god i know i was gone for a very long time and i’m genuinely sorry! life really got in the way and ugh i hate that excuse but it’s true. watching the new season of ahs has somehow sparked a flame inside of me and boom, here i am – back after yet another way too lengthy hiatus.

[imaghostofmyformerself]

I love you more than Tate does.

i don’t really think tate loves me anymore so yeah probably 

[imaghostofmyformerself]

guess who is back? well, i’m still pretty fucking dead but yeah, i’m back. everything is still a hell of a mess. my parents still fight and that constance bitch still hangs around the house to look for tate. i guess he’s gone, you know? it get’s so boring out here on my own and someone stole my fucking lighter again – what a nightmare. 

[tempest-tate]

[imaghostofmyformerself]

"Listen to me," he pleaded, his eyes trying desperately to ground his love from the thoughts of what could happen. Nothing would happen to her, or anyone else in the home. Sure, there were some spirits he would love nothing more than to eradicate from the house, but he knew if they went, it meant he and Vi would as well. "Listen," he said again, softer this time as he placed his hand on her shoulder, firm yet comforting as he watched the girl slowly calm down. "We’re not going anywhere. And no one is going to make us go. There are enough spirits in this house to make sure of that. Not to mention…we have the physical connection of that cocksucking whore next door," he said with slight disdain, hating to even consider the fact that he needed Constance’s help if they couldn’t handle the situation on their own.

"We don’t even know if they’re sticking around, or what is rumor and what’s fact. Calm down. Those assholes won’t take us out dead," he said with a smirk, beckoning Violet to offer her own in return.

"I just sometimes wonder if it would make things easier, you know? Violet mumbled, grabbing onto the fabric of Tate's sweater, nervously fumbling with the fabric. "Just vanishing.." Violet's eyes became teary, every single thought inside of her head turning dark and depressing.

"It doesn't make sense. We're watching from this fucking window and one day it's all going to end. It has to - just the way life ends." Violet leaned her head against Tate's shoulder. "I just want to stay with you. I get scared without you."

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[pentothal]

[kiedys-bylo-lepiej]

[kiedys-bylo-lepiej]

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[cher-pierrot]