#violet;

[illusionxwrites]

open to all muse: violet knox, attention whore & famous musician plot: your muse is violet's bodyguard who is too good at their job for violet's liking

"oh, my god." violet threw her hands up in frustration at the sight of the other, clearly upset that her plan of evasion didn't work. "what, did you stick a tracker in my panties or something? how the fuck did you find me?"

[toomanybots]

[ good ]   your muse calling mine a good boy / girl. {Violet and Luke}

Well— they might have gotten to know that new body of hers a bit more than anticipated, passing those professional boundaries just a bit. Her hips rocked into his hand, mismatched eyes watching that somewhat nervous engineer as he’d work her over, steam pluming from her vents.

“Are you sure we should—“ Her finger presses against his lips, shushing him- a soft moan escaping her, her arms drawing him closer to her, pressing those breasts against him. She giggled a little as he froze up slightly, playfully pressing a kiss to the tip of his nose. “Good boy, k-keep going.”

Well, who was he to deny a client?

[illusionxwrites]

the band: violet, greyson, riley ★ mood board music, to me, is like breathing. i don't get tired of breathing. i don't get tired of music!

[illusionxwrites]

violet knox ★ mood board i came loaded with the safety switched off, this girl is a gun

[toomanybots]

//aaaand the reason why i have no need to write Jackal : ^)

[toomanybots]

garnet; previously known as war, is sitting on the couch, sweeping glance across the room.

That more feminine Rabbit bot of the household had merely been passing through-- but her attention is quickly caught by the presence of this guest. Her lighter-toned eyes flickered slightly, a smile on her faceplate. “Oh-- I don’t believe we’ve met?” 

Her head tilted slightly, not finding any recognition in her own memory banks, but she wasn’t one to be rude. “I’m Violet... w-were you lookin’ f-for someone?”

[toomanybots]

then he's a lost cause and deserves his misery

Those optics of hers flash, becoming quite the icy gaze-- that stutter completely disappearing for a moment, giving away just how irritated she has become.

“If you know what is good for you, you’ll shut your mouth and leave us alone.”