I am the darkness @thefearofrejection - Tumblr Blog

Some of you might know and some might not that I also have a Kyle Spencer blog. Sadly I have been ignoring him more then I have been wanting to and I'm hoping that by moving both Kyle, Tate and Spongy into one blog it will make things much easier! So go follow me there! I will be answering all threads on this blog for both Kyle and Tate, feel free to come and play! I would love to have some fun and it will be so much easier now to do it all! This blog will turn into a redirect as will Kyle for those that miss this message.

#outofdarkness

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First character to put a collar in my inbox owns mine as a pet.

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gripped the glass that was in his hand hearing the glass shatter and the glass stuck in his hand as he looked at the blood he hissed angrily as he took the glass out, the others looking at him odd but he kept going, a little blood never killed anyone. He smirked devilishly at the thought as he walked over to them, "she's with me, so fuck off!" He said to the man as he put his arm around Violet, "or you'll regret it." He stated with dark eyes.

Violet leaned against a wall, drink in hand as she spoke to a boy, and surprisingly, it wasn’t Tate. Of course they were still going out, but things hadn’t been going well as of late and perhaps a little jealousy could bring them back on track. As soon as this boy started up a conversation with her and offered her some alcohol, she took it as a great opportunity. She laughed, made sure to look into his eyes and pay attention while at the same time, shifting her gaze to Tate when he wasn’t looking. A small smile pressed her lips when she finally saw him take notice but her eyes shone with fear as he broke the glass he was holding, blood escaping from fresh wounds. ”Calm down, Tate. We’re just talking.” Violet sighed dramatically with a quick eye roll. “No need to get so defensive.”

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He looked to Violet when she questioned him, did she honestly think he was over reacting? His mind swirled as the anger built inside of the pit of his stomach. He looked heard the man speak at the wrong time. Tate's eyes turning to him with annoyance as he slowly took his arm off of Violet.

She's not your property, let her have a little fun.

He walked slow yet dominant and aggressive steps to the man as he looked into his eyes, "she came here with me and she leaves with me." He stepped closer as the boy chuckled only making the anger rise he pushed him back watching the boy's back hit the bar edge,. "go the fuck away!" He shouted before he slowly tried to relax. He just turned to Violet running his hand through his hair, which might have been a mistake. How could he forget you never turn your back? He quickly grabbed her hand and walked back over to their table, "what the fuck was that? I thought we were working shit out?"

#witheredviolets

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*pushes boy my age out of the way* move you’re blocking the view of your dad

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This is amazing.

#I SHIP IT #zyle #violate

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"I’ll tie you up, get you hot, and leave you there, begging for more."

“Oh yeah?” Violet inquired, raising a brow with a doubting curiosity. “I’d like to see you try.” She was quite confident that his threat was just meant to bother her, not anything serious.

“I’d have you curled up on the floor before you could even begin to tie me. And don’t even think for a second that you can ‘get me hot,’ because you can’t.” A satisfied grin plastered her face and she crossed her arms.

“But hey, don’t feel too bad. I’m sure Moira would do all of that willingly — Hayden even.” Slowly ascending the stairs, she glanced back over her shoulder, still smiling with satisfaction. “If you need me, I’ll be in my room.”

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Tate's dark stare followed her as she walked off, her words working further into his thoughts. She doubted him, it was as if she had put gasoline on the raging fire of desire he had always burning with his dark needs. He smirked as he followed her, she was so feisty and that only made him want to hold her back even more, she was a challenge and a fun one to catch and pleasing to watch.

Tate rushed a bit and gripped her wrist tightly. He pulled her back towards him and pinned her against the wall, "do you honestly think you could stop me?" His eyes were sincere maybe even a little afraid of what he might do to his dark flower, but yet he wanted to do it all more with each passing minute, "I'm not easy to get rid of."

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#fc

"Wouldn’t it be a shame if they found out your secret?"

His eyes wandered over the familiar house, he wished he could see something new, maybe adventure out of the same old thing for a little while as his thoughts roamed over her, that was when he felt her presence behind him. Tate turned around a smirk on his lips a look of darkness and interest in his dark eyes, “Violet back so soon?” He asked knowing it wasn’t much of a problem he wouldn’t let his eyes falter at times he did let his guard down but he could tell she was not in the mood to be kind, she was going to send thorns with her words.

"Wouldn’t it be a shame if they found out your secret?"

He scoffed at that and looked at her speculatively as his hand ran over the wood on the wall as his eyebrows rose, “and what exactly do you think you know about me, Violet?”