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isn't it heart breaking how easily y o u can dedicate your life to destroying yourself . { violet harmon }

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{ i've returned. sorry for the lengthy hiatus- school and my computer broke. also no violet muse.

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Tate&Violet | Mandatory Involvement AU

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  x.——The little devil remained coiled in a ball, his eyes on her as the maid wandered back in, her usual slow drawl prevalent as she laid the tray out on the bedside table. She had made a regular sandwich, and put some chips out on a plate. Tate moved slowly, “Maybe if what?” She couldn’t leave the words unfinished, it would only bug the boy to no end, and he tugged the covers from her.  { Her dinner was served as it was. } x.——“You can eat now.” he mentioned to the girl, his fingers locked around the blanket as he watched her soundlessly. A soft sigh escaped his lips, and he traced her hair with his fingers softly.

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                          "I said nevermind."

{ She was practically inched towards the food, leaning over him to grab the plate politely. It was so cold in here without the covers. That may have something to do with the fact that she was topless, her shirt being ripped to no return. This whole situation was pride crushing. 

  When she was finished eating, a soft thank you was spout out- whether it to be to Moira or to her foster brother. 

{ Knowing Violet would have to talk sooner or later about the nevermind thing, she decided sooner would be better for her. Who would know the outcome.

                          "I was just saying that maybe if you had waited.. and.. have been nice and not an asshole, maybe.."

{ A sigh.

                          "Maybe I would have consented."

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Tate&Violet | Mandatory Involvement AU

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  x.——The little devil watched as she slid beneath the covers, her head perfectly concealed beneath the fabric of the quilt on his bed. He nodded in response to her words of thanks, but he said no more as she moved to cover herself conveniently. Her words sent him for a loop, control perhaps was the reason he had done it, his sadistic need to feel like he was in control. Perhaps it was a way of rebelling against the system, he was the kind of person that enjoyed being a rebel.   { He didn’t have an exact reason. } x.——He furrowed his eyebrows, and shrugged after a long moment, “I need someone…” he spoke softly, for a moment a flicker of a kinder boy shone through, but only for a moment, and he turned away from her, not wanting her to see even a moment of his weakness. He hated the feeling of being weak, and it surged through him, something he would never have again.

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                     "I'm not just some sex toy you can use at your will."

{ Was that kindness in his voice? Maybe. Probably not. This monster was heartless and she was very aware, being a first hand witness at that. Somebody who rapes strangers does not deserve sympathy. She knew her words were futile- he'd do it again and again just to prove a point, and she'd protest again and again.

   It'd all be the same, shameful outcome in the end.

                    "Maybe if.... nevermind."

{ She cuts herself short of the words that almost escaped parted lips, burying herself back under the covers and curling into a ball. She didn't want to be here. Not just in his bed, in this room. In this house. Her past foster home was just fine- but she was moved do to insufficient room.

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     Untouched for some time, the house sent chills down his spine.  He hadn’t even walked in yet and it gave him the creeps, which was a feat in itself.  Merlin had been around so long that nothing really made him nervous these days.

     This, however, did.

     And yet, here he was, stepping inside, rounding its corners and roaming its abandoned halls.  A blur of movement in the corner of his eye caught his attention and he turned abruptly, watching the shadows searchingly.  Probably nothing, but…

     ”Hello?” he called quietly.

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  She had received visitors often, some bad- some good. Most just curious as hell. So when the man walked in she was nothing short of not surprised. Most people left after a couple minutes, complaining about multiple shivers and hearing screams. (They were just her and the children, hiding in the closet and giggling every now and then.)

   They, however, were nowhere to be found- so scaring this visitor would be entirely up to her. But lucky for him, company was scarce right now. The scaring would have to come later, inevitably.

  For now- Violet sat perched on the kitchen counter, staring the intruder down. "People live here, don't you know?"

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Tate&Violet | Mandatory Involvement AU

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  x.——The little devil could tell that the beauty was exhausted, based off of the fact that she was practically falling asleep in his embrace, and he watched as she snuggled against him—even after all he had done to her—and realized she must be quite desperate for comfort. He knew that someone like her probably didn’t get it anywhere, and that wasn’t really all that surprising, seen as she was merely a foster kid, no one truly cared about them.  { Not him for certain. } x.——His eyes moved towards the door as she mentioned food, “Moira.” he called out, and moments later the maid was wandering into his room, “Bring her some food.” He called, and the maid wandered back out of the room, and closed the door behind herself. She wasn’t even phased by what she saw on the bed, of course Moira always kept her mouth shut about just about everything.

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                          "Thank you."

{ She shouldn't be thanking him- not only had he just taken her first kiss, but also her virginity and god did that fucking hurt. Violet said nothing though, in fear of being smacked or used for something else. So instead, she curled up underneath his blankets and pulled them over her head. To block the world out.

   To block him out.

  She would run away- Violet decided. Run far, far away the minute he closed his uncomfortably pretty eyes. She'd never return, that's for certain. But for now- the female wouldn't consider a plan. Not until she had food in her stomach. Her gaze peeked out as Violet stared at him, not in admiration, but yet not in hatred. But curiosity. What drove a boy to do stuff like this?

                          "... Why'd you do it?"

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Tate&Violet | Mandatory Involvement AU

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  x.——The little devil remained standing beside his own bed, watching her as she remained curled up on his bed, and he shook his head, “No, you can’t leave.” he moved to lay down beside her, and pulled her tightly to his side, “I am going to enjoy having you beside me.” he whispered softly into her ear, and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek. He had been going to let her go, but then her mouth found it’s way back to open again, and he decided that he would rather have her beside him.  { Her mouth got her into more trouble than not. } x.——His fingers traced through her hair, and he softly chuckled, “I want to keep my pet close.” he mused softly, “It’s the only way to ensure that they do as they are told.” he whispered into her ear softly, and continued to stroke her hair.

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   { She let out a long, shaky sigh that insinuated how tired she really was. But falling asleep next to the enemy was so stupid of an idea that not even the idiots in movies would be willing to commit. And instead of doing the normal thing and trying to inch away from him- she curled her face into his side and allowed the tears that threatened to fall crash against the fabric.

     Being broken on her first day was a new record. 

    Violet's tears and sobs and various grabbing at the hems of his clothes died out after about 10 minutes. She was all watered out, it seemed, and also extremely hungry. Not like she was allowed to leave, anyway. She kept the hunger thoughts that began to dominate her brain to herself. Or tried to.

                   "If I can't leave, can you at least bring me food? ... Pets need to be fed."

{ Ugh, did she really just call herself that? Trying to get on his good side was hard.

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          “Is that so?” That’s heavy sarcasm, there. 

       "It is so. Maybe this information will help you somehow. Do you want to calm down from whatever it is, or not? ... Wanna try one of these?" The Marlboro's dangling out of her pockets were gestured to.

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——-… [ Nope, nope. God fucking dammit. ] 

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           "Being pissy about whatever it is isn't going to change anything, you know."

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Tate&Violet | Mandatory Involvement AU

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  x.——Tate could hear the sound of her tears, and her apologies, again, and again she begged for him to stop, but he wasn’t about to. His thrusts into her were enough to make his mind begin to build towards an orgasm, and with every moment he continued he grew closer, and closer, “Apologize all you want, whore.” he whispered into her ear, “You are mine now.” he nibbled on her neck, leaving more marks, before he gave a final thrust, and finished inside of her, his seed pouring into her womb, and the teenager pulled out of her, once he went flaccid. He got off of her, and stood beside the bed.  { He was finished with her, for now. } x.——Now he realized how good it felt to get out those sexual frustrations on her, and he wasn’t about to go back to the way things were before, and he watched as she coughed, his head shook, “You better get used to this…it will not be the only time I have you.” he vowed, his hands moving down to tuck his member back into his jeans, and buttoned, and zipped them back up.

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{ Once he finished, she solemnly put her articles of clothing back on, broken sobs slipping through wobbling lips as she just sort of laid there and went over the situation that had just happened inside of her head. She felt used- violated, awful and sickening. Violet mumbled something along the lines of "I hate you." And she meant it, too. 

                               "Please don't."

{ She couldn't get used to this- there's no way. The way her chest heaved up and down and she shook like leaves. The feeling was awful and she wanted nothing to do with it, or him, ever again. She'll run away if she has to.

                              "... Can I leave now?"

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Tate&Violet | Mandatory Involvement AU

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  x.——The little devil took no notice to her pleas, and whimpers they didn’t even bother him in the least. He was a heartless boy, most of his teachers displayed different forms of concern for his behavior, stating that he potentially had a lack of self-control, and perhaps even a unstable streak in him. His mother paid no mind to any of the warning signs about her son, he was perfection in her eyes, and always would be, but Violet was seeing the true side of him, the side that cared little for anyone but himself.   { His own wants, and needs. } x.——Her kicks, and screams didn’t bother him, and he kept her pinned, “You should have thought about that before you, kicked me.” he growled, “I would have let you leave….unharmed, but now, you just made yourself mine to do as I please with.” he tore off her panties, his own pants only being unzipped, as he pulled his manhood out of them, forcing himself at her entrance he slid his erection into her core, tearing away her virginity in one swift thrust, not caring if he tore her, or hurt her. “It’s too late for apologies!” he grunted as he thrust into her again, “Maybe having a baby will give you something to think about, whore.” he thrust again as he continued to fuck her.

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{ It burned. Everything burned. She couldn't even see her rapist through tears, twisting her hands up to claw at his wrists. It was useless- she had a poor habit of biting her nails and nubs weren't exactly going to do anything to a man of his strength. The female had never attended school- therefor had no knowledge of what to do in this situation from the school talkers that most students found annoying. Her piece of shit father never said a god damn word, either. 

                        "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry--"

{ The apologies continued, but slowly grew more muffled as her tears ran out and all that was left was a broken shell of a girl. The pain in her nether regions shot up her spine and burned in her throat, sending her into a fit of coughing. Hacking up god knows what was definitely not cute, but this was not the man she loved at all. This was no man. This was a monster.

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Tate&Violet | Mandatory Involvement AU

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x.——Tate could heard her insults, and they didn’t really affect him, her knee to his groin on the other hand, was enough to tick him off. He lunged after her, as she scrambled under his bed, and he crawled beneath it—though he wasn’t small, he had hidden under his bed many times before, and he wasn’t against doing it now. He tugged her by her waist, back out from under the bed, now he was really pissed off.   { There was no doubt about his anger. } x.——“You shouldn’t have done that, you dirty little whore.” he threw her down onto his bed, and climbed on top of her, his hands beginning to claw at her clothing, he didn’t care what he ripped, he was determined to tear them off, he might not have raped her before, but he was going to now, just to prove that he was the boss here, she wasn’t. His fingertips moved to tear open her shirt, and then moved down to unbutton her jeans, “You aren’t going to ever do that again!” he growled, “Or else.”   { His anger was prevalent. }

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                             "Stop!! Stop! Put me down!"

{ The pain in her back from being thrown was almost overwhelming, but she learned to deal. That was only a minor inconvenience. The warm tears that graced her cheekbones fell into that category as well, gut it's not like she bothered to stop them. 

  Violet's arms thrashed about wildly, legs kicking everythwere that could hit- the stomach, the shin- anywhere. She had given up on saving her favorite air of clothes long ago.

  Her head twisted and turned, body turning with it as she struggled to relieve herself of his firm grasps. If she wasn't scared before, she was definitely now. 

                             "Tate-- please-- I'm sorry-"

  She screams something about being a virgin and not wanting to get pregnant, but her words are muffled by the salty tears that fall over her lips.