#violet sinclair

[efexbe]

rival darling by alexandra moody

[barbh]

An Heiress Worth Rescuing (American Heiresses #5) by Violet Sinclair [REVIEW]

SYNOPSIS Two hearts. One dangerous deception. A love worth fighting for. Charlotte Edgewood is no ordinary heiress. With a mind for business and a spirit too independent for London society, she’s resigned herself to spinsterhood—until her younger sister is targeted by the manipulative Lord Hargrove. Desperate to protect Amelia from a loveless marriage to a dangerous man, Charlotte will risk…

[moviesandmania]

FEAR CABIN: THE LAST WEEKEND OF SUMMER Trailer

Fear Cabin: The Last Weekend of Summer is a 2025 horror film about six friends who head to a remote cabin deep in the woods for what’s meant to be an unforgettable final weekend of summer — filled with partying, laughter, and carefree fun. But their plans take a dark turn when they discover they’re not alone. An unexpected and sinister guest is already waiting for them, and soon, their vacation…

[dorelia23]

Reading Rival Darling rn and DON'T TELL ME HE'S ABOUT TO THROW THE GAME NOOOOO

[cleric-byers7]

wish i could be normal about this show but i’ve actually never been normal about anything in my life

[milenabarbcsa]

"I'm not sure that's a worthy price for me," Milena wiggled her fingers, swiveling absentmindedly on the barstool as she did so. The Fox's focus within life had shifted but music was always her muse and no matter how far she'd go when it came to honoring this newfound piece of her, being a druid and acolyte, it'd always be something that Milena could not lose. "I'm a musician, you'd be ruining my future all for a shot." She placed her hand down flat upon the bar top, her other hand waving over the current bartender on duty, "Two shots of Jameson, please." Her denial of such request didn't mean the fun had to cease.

who: @senatusstarters where: The Embassy

The holidays were difficult, it was a lonely time and she wasn't alone -- she had been adopted, there was a family that found her and yet the seats that stood empty were still loud with their absence. Her brother and her parents ought to be here and it was never going to be fair that she had to go on without them, at least she had stopped death and buried herself along with them. This time she sat on the opposite side of the bar where she normally stood, getting out to watch the drag queens perform a holiday number of let the ball drop. "I'll buy you a shot if you do five finger fillet." A wicked grin on her face.

[grudgecollector]

God Help The Fool

Pairing: Bo Sinclair / Reader

Summary: Even as a long time residence of Ambrose, you could have barely prepared yourself for what would happen tonight. Your curiosity pulling you closer and closer to the front door, to your doom.

Words: 827

Tags/Warnings: Blood, attempted murder, light descriptions of gore, descriptions of stabbing, Bo's anger

A/N: Um hello... It's been quite a while since I've written any sort of fan fiction in like two years probably, so I apologize if this isn't very good LOL

I have recently been hit with inspiration to write again. I've realized I really miss it.

In the future some of my fics may be a little more centered around Creep and Josef, but I did rewatch House of Wax for the first time in a while last night and it just makes me AGH

I'm not entirely sure how active I will be, but I'm hoping to revitalize this blog and make it into a home for me and anyone who has similar interests once again.

Your ears ring, fingers tightening around the handle as you dig the knife deeper into the flesh of your sudden victim. Your eyes burn, tears threatening to drip down your bruised cheek. A cloudy puff of air comes from your parted lips, the cold winter wind biting into your skin. 

Dark green eyes were staring into your own with both rage and fear, his hands closing harder around your neck as he continued to try and strangle you. The air was being snuffed from your lungs, a fire building up in your chest as you struggled under his strength. 

It felt as if your neck would snap, the way the heel of his hand dug into your windpipe. 

You twisted the knife further into his torso, making him groan in pain. Whatever strength you had left you used, attempting to wiggle the knife around like a joystick on a jammed arcade machine. 

In this moment you felt like you could accept death. Whatever sins you have committed in your life have finally caught up in one foul game of cat and mouse. No matter how hard you tried to fight him off he stayed glued in his place, bloody spit coming to his lips before dripping onto your nose, down to your cheek. 

You heard a warped voice yell above you, it sounded so close yet so far away.

There was a sudden release of pressure around your throat, a harsh breath of cold air filling your burning lungs. You let out a wheezing cough, clutching your chest with a bloody hand as you attempt to suck in more air. 

The ringing in your ears never stopped, your head was spinning, you felt like you would throw up any second. 

Bright white dots blurred your vision, making it impossible to know which way you crawled.

In some way you believed you would be safe from the chaos that occasionally reigned through the quiet, empty town of Ambrose. No matter how much you have seen or heard during your time living here. 

It was tonight that your naivety finally caught up to you. A simple look out the front door ending in you almost dying. 

You should have listened to Bo when you told you to stay upstairs, you should have listened to Vincent when he told you not to move from the closet minutes later, and most of all you should have listened to Lester when he told you to not let curiosity get the best of you. 

There was a tingling sensation on the side of your face, numbness prickling your skin. 

Slowly, your eyes open to see Bo’s fiery ones, his forehead creasing in worry as he lightly caresses the skin around your throat. 

You knew he was angry with you, you could feel it radiating off of him as he stared down at you, chest heaving.

He grabbed your tired arms and hauled you to your feet, making you stumble forward into his chest, where you clutched onto his black button-up weakly. 

“I-” You attempted to choke out an apology, but your throat felt like sandpaper, forcing a cough from you once again. 

“Not now.” Was all he managed to say, his rage bubbling as he glanced over towards the now mangled corpse of the man. 

Bo could barely contain his blood lust in normal circumstances, but when he saw you on the ground like that? It was like something else entirely took him over. 

He wasn’t sure if it was the dominance inside him, watching as some stranger hurt what belonged to him, or if deep down it was the fear of losing something he loves. 

Either way, the younger man did not stand a chance against a seasoned killer such as Bo Sinclair. The wrench the older man wielded now lodged into the broken skull of your attacker, a now unusable body for Vincent’s evergrowing gallery of wax figures. 

Bo could not find it in him to care though, he knew a replacement would be lured in eventually. 

He slammed open the front door of the house, making his way to the kitchen towards his twin who had probably just come out from his studio. 

“Vincent! Take her, there’s still another out there somewhere.” Bo practically shoved you into his twin’s arms, “And do not let her out of your fucking sight.” His darkened eyes glared at you, something vulnerable swirling deep inside. 

You didn’t take his harsh tone to heart, having been with Bo for as long as you have, you have dealt with his outbursts before.

This felt different, though, while his anger was evident, the thing that stuck out to you more was the wetness in his eyes. 

His eyes did not linger on you for very long, his heavy boots stomping back towards the front door. The harsh closure of the door made the walls rattle, some small things falling from the shelves hung up on the walls. 

[cyborg-squid]

I was idly thinking about which Sinners (both before and after reveal) are the closest to Don Quixote, and that then got me thinking about Heathcliff and Don, and how in that Canto III scene, Dante speculates that, if it hadn't been Don Quixote who acted first, it probably would have been Heathcliff next.

And you have in Canto VII, Heathcliff praises Don's ideals of "justice, honor... and loyalty". And it defintely feels to me like he shares at least some of those ideas, he too hates it when the oppressed are mistreated and abused (like he was).

But I feel like one of the things that seperated him from Don was that same thing that prevented him from opening the door and speaking to Cathy, what Canto VI calls the [Courage to Approach], he lacks that when it comes to these scenes of injustice, but that's something he admires about Don Quixote, that she doesn't have that lack of courage and has the conviction to act where he and others maybe wouldn't.

I dunno, I just think that's neat!

[imtotallylexie]

Introduction

Hello everyone! My name's Lexie. I'm going to be writing on here, mostly just oneshots and maybe headcanons. Most of my work will be wlw and fem!pov, as i am a girl, but i can make other gender readers if requested.

Please send requestsss!!

Here's a list of what fandoms, and who i'm writing for:

Wednesday:

Wednesday Addams

Enid Sinclair

Bianca Barclay

Marilyn Thornhill

Larissa Weems

School for Good and Evil (movie):

Lady Lesso

Clarissa Dovey

Dark Shadows:

Angelique Bouchard

Dr. Julia Hoffman

Elizabeth Collins

Sweeney Todd:

Nellie Lovett

Judge Turpin

Yellowjackets:

Misty Quigley (teen/adult)

Natalie Scatorccio (adult)

Shauna Shipman/Sadecki (adult)

(I've only watched s1, starting s2, so keep that in mind)

Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children (MPHFPC):

Miss Peregrine (book/movie)

Emma Bloom (book)

Barbie (movie):

Barbie

Weird Barbie

These, i know a little less about, but will still write for:

Bridgerton:

Violet Bridgerton

Francesca Bridgerton

Eloise Bridgerton

Lady Agatha Danbury

Wicked (movie):

Elphaba Thropp

Glinda Upland

Madame Morrible

Lucifer (Netflix):

Charlotte Richards

Ella Lopez

Chloe Decker

Harry Potter:

Bellatrix Lestrange

Narcissa Malfoy

Walburga Black

(You can request others too, but i might not do them)

Again, send requests please! Thanks for reading!

[tackletofset]

My wishlist for Dark Rise #3

(more to be added/ subject to change)

Anharion POV chapters

James dressing himself in Red

James aragases Will's "magic door"

Will regains Sarcean's memories (and finds out that the Collar doesn't take away James's free will)

Violet betrays Cyprian to serve Will (foreshadowed by Devon in book 1)

Will and James visiting Sarcean and Anharion’s tomb

Flashback on Sarharion pseudo-wedding (ft. the Collar) (just like the cuff exchange in Captive Prince)

The Returners and white death were revealed to be coming from the Lady/ the Sun King, not Sarcean

Cyprian, Visander and Elizabeth GROVEL at Will's feet for forgiveness

Will goes on full Dark King but using his powers to save everyone

Visander and Philip consummating their marriage honeymoon

[sinclair-likes-purple]

I finished all of arcane in 2 days while I was sick— I adore it

[the-lem0n-b0y]

Simon: I put the laughter in manslaughter

Sinclair: I put the fun in funeral

James: I put the D in Will

Violet: But there’s no D in Will…

James: Not yet there’s not

Cyprian: *choking in the background*

Will: *blushing* You smooth little—

[marzipanthots]

Controversial question … Who is the best couple/ship!!!! In #darkheir

👁️👁️👁️👁️ CHOOSE WISELY!! Muhahaha!

[drawing-way-outside-the-lines]

Christmisss Clubbin´ pt 4

[voltstone]

i hAVE FIGURED OUT HOW TO FIX MY BLOG.

anyway so longer written-form content's gonna be easier to read now. >:) so i will give the links to my stuff, both essays and the fics i've written in this post.

some of the stuff i wrote a while ago. others are pretty new, like a violet essay.

so enjoy if you want (the keep reading will have all the links).

[Fanfiction]

they adopt a cat named floof | Wednesday

wednesday, for her girlfriend, gets a cat. she finds a way to bypass the “no pet” policy in order to do so. :)

Wenclair

stagger | Wednesday

Enid is her one exception, so Wednesday tries. Again, and again, and again. She gets it right, asking Enid to…not a date. Eventually.

Wenclair

just a bear (or some other wild animal) | Wednesday

“I’ve hibernated with some grizzlies. I know the difference." the story of the time when wednesday slept in a bear cave for a week. she was seven and knew what felt just right.

Back Again | Fallout 4

In other words, Piper Wright walked out of Diamond City with the woman written as the “View from the Vault.” Though, well, the city folk were quick to suspect that there was something else going on between them… And they weren’t wrong. So when Piper walked back into Diamond City without the woman, there was something wrong. Especially the longer she waited on the Publick Occurrences rooftop. Alcohol in her breath. Less shouting and interrogating for interviews. It was all just…wrong.

F!SS x Piper Wright

Bottom Bunk | LWA

With another Samhain Festival celebrated and slept off, Atsuko Kagari finds her room empty of Sucy and Lotte. Yet, she feels the warmth of another girl in her bed. And so a conversation is to be had.

Diakko/Dianakko

toxin | LWA

[toxin] - an antigenic poison or venom of plant or animal origin, especially one produced by or derived from microorganisms and causing disease when present at low concentration in the body. A definition, which, Sucy knows well. It’s why she doesn’t have a heart, nor any sense for what compassion can bring. Although, one night changes things, and maybe—just maybe—Akko proves Sucy otherwise.

Suakko

Sphynx | LWA

Sucy didn’t care about an hour of transformative magic, nor that it was supposed to be “fun” and all about “finding your inner animal.” Well, companion animal, which really meant cats and dogs because…magic. Or something stupid.  And Sucy was left cold and huddled underneath a curtain because she was this ugly naked chicken gremlin? …okay, maybe she did care a little bit.

Suakko

Burning a Cauldron | LWA

Chariot is always one to sleep in—which, frankly, irritates Anne to no end (being the early, responsible bird, after all). However…the early, responsible bird notices that this morning is different.

Finnelariot

She's a Peach, an Apricot | LWA

Amanda didn’t expect this. Lotte didn’t either. One burned of passion, a slip of carnality, yet not the words to reach the other so well-spoken. And the other, all the words in the world, from her books, yet not the body that could easily decipher what she wanted.

Amalotte

[Fandom Essays]

…so about that clementine comic: a (very long, sorry) essay | TWDG

Discussion on TWDG & canonicity, pre-comic full release

…about the clementine comic (again): why is she illiterate? | TWDG

Discussion on how weird the comic is about Clementine's knowledge and understanding of her own world (medically/medicinally and linguistically).

ERICSON'S WALLFLOWER: or bpd as a twdg fandom essay, & violet's analysis | TWDG

Exploration and deconstruction of Violet's character in regards to BPD, BPD as a disorder (with experiences pulled from my own), and how stigma gets in the way of understanding both.

Or or I am feral and am still frothing at the mouth over this character plz people appreciate violet 🥺🥺