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[itsviolettoyou]

She took a moment to look up at him. Still transparent, she frowned at his suggestion. She didn't anything to do with him, much less actually go someplace with him. All she wanted to do was to go away. She didn't want to be stuck here anymore. They were wrong. Violet had powers and she wasn't making them up. If she got- no, when she got out- she could be anything she wanted to be. 

But, if she was going to leave, she needed him to move. So maybe she would play along. What she needed was to get him to trust her and quickly she would push him away when she didn't need him anymore. Flickering back into view, she narrowed her eyes at him. No way was she going to make this easy for him.

"Why? Why do you need me somewhere else?"

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[itsviolettoyou]

"No... not really..." Violet sighed. "I've never really been into history that much. I like it and everything, but I just don't know..." Violet trailed off. He must have had some sort of purpose for asking her and it was rude of her not to answer the question. She couldn't afford to be the sarcastic, moody, teenager girl she usually was right now.

"But, I guess maybe the colonial era after the Revolutionary war would be pretty cool...."

A Meeting, not a date //RP Starter Closed

[itsviolettoyou]

No this couldn't be happening again. Shaking her head, she backed into the wall behind her. For the first time, she realized that she had been cornered. Soon he would call for backup and they would take her back to her room, talk to her, and then decide that she needed to spend a week or two in the room with the white walls, stuck in straight jacket. Closing her eyes, she prayed for a miracle.

"I told you," she explained slowly. "I am not going back." And like that, she flickered out of view. It took a few seconds, but she opened her eyes and finally noticed that she couldn't see herself anymore. A elated laugh escaped her lips as she twisted her arms around, not seeing them at all.

"I'm never going back," she whispered. 

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[itsviolettoyou]

"...Sure..." Violet trailed off, a mysterious smile settling on her face. Tilting her head, she pushed the her hair out of her face. She looked up at him. 

"What is it?"

A Meeting, not a date //RP Starter Closed

[itsviolettoyou]

Violet stood awkwardly as he hugged her, unsure what to do. As he rambled, Violet gave him a confused smile. She watched as he left, only to return seconds later, the confused look still on her face. 

"What?"

"I’m pregnant with your baby." (because I can)

((Have I ever told you how fucking much I love you?!?! Bc I do!))

"Pfft, c’mon Vi. I hink we both know that’s imp-" Time-travel, remember? It’s safe to say most anything is pretty much possible. "Shit…"

[itsviolettoyou]

Violet watched as he paced around. Her eyes lowered in shame and embarrassment. She didn't really have a plan. As she listened to him mumble to himself, she cursed mentally in her head for even telling him.

"I-I don't know..."

"I’m pregnant with your baby." (because I can)

((Have I ever told you how fucking much I love you?!?! Bc I do!))

"Pfft, c’mon Vi. I hink we both know that’s imp-" Time-travel, remember? It’s safe to say most anything is pretty much possible. "Shit…"

[itsviolettoyou]

"Heights?" she asked, a mysterious looking smile on her face. She wasn't afraid. Violet knew that. She wasn't afraid a lot of things regular people were afraid of. But then again, when had she ever been considered normal?

"Bring. It. On."

A Meeting, not a date //RP Starter Closed

[itsviolettoyou]

The smile that had momentarily been on her face slipped away. Panting, she took in the scene, fingers running through her hair.

"You-you think this is a fucking game? You think that this is a game?" She yelled, raising her arms to the air. "Let me tell you this: this isn't a game for me. I have spent years wondering what I did wrong to make my parents send me here. The thing that separates you and me is that at the end of the day, you can go home. Home to family. While I'm stuck here. We're not the same, we will never be the same. You're just like everyone else here. You want to stick me in a room and forget about. Forget that I'm here. Forget that I can't be fixed. The thing is, your problems don't go away if you forget them. Call security, call who you want, but I'm not going. Not now, NOT EVER!"

Sanatorium Au || itsviolettoyou

[itsviolettoyou]

She let out a small breath. "Oh..." Well, she hadn't been looking forward to that response. She thought something would have triggered his memory, but apparently it didn't.

Or maybe he was just faking ignorance.

"Sorry..."

"I’m pregnant with your baby." (because I can)

((Have I ever told you how fucking much I love you?!?! Bc I do!))

"Pfft, c’mon Vi. I hink we both know that’s imp-" Time-travel, remember? It’s safe to say most anything is pretty much possible. "Shit…"

[itsviolettoyou]

She arched an eyebrow in response. Considering the amount of time she was spending with him, Violet didn't know what to do. Relieved that he was taking over, she nodded slowly in response, as if testing the idea.

"Sure, why not?"

A Meeting, not a date //RP Starter Closed

[itsviolettoyou]

What shall we call the mun, by the way?

OOC: Oh don’t worry about it! My name isn’t really important as of now. Once I get around to being on this blog more (which means during break) I’ll do something…maybe… I don’t know

[itsviolettoyou]

thewilburrobinson: //Happy early christmas! Or whatever, I just wanted to draw something and this happened. ouo Hope you like it, sorry for the bad quality. <3

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WHAT?!?! THIS IS GREAT! I SHOULD HAVE SEEN THIS SOONER, BUT MY INBOX ISN'T SHOWING THE STUPID LITTLE FLAG TO NOTIFY ME ABOUT ALL THESE MESSAGES. IT'S WONDERFUL AND WOW! 

[itsviolettoyou]

She shook her head at his question. "I was just kidding. You don't have to answer." But even as she said that, she was still curious about what he meant. The two of them both looked akwardly down at their shoes and if she was in someone else's, Violet would have thought that the two of them looked uncomfortable. However, nothing was uncomfortable about the situation at all, at least, she didn't feel it. Taking note that there was no set destination, she mumbled out, "Anywhere you want to go?"

A Meeting, not a date //RP Starter Closed

[itsviolettoyou]

"Tragic? Am I some kind of freak show that needs one?" Violet let out a harsh bitter laugh at this. She didn't have a tragic backstory. If anything, it was upsetting. She didn't talk much about herself and she had reasons to. 

"It's okay... I guess. I don't really mind, but what about you? Any heart wrenching stories about you?"

A Meeting, not a date //RP Starter Closed

[itsviolettoyou]

[here’s a few more]

"I think I’m forgetting something."

"This seems familiar."

"You lied to me!"

"Are you threatening me?"

"Is that my shirt?"

"Where did you find this?"

"Explain yourself."

"Where were you?"

"You drive me crazy!"

"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Just leave me alone."

"I need a drink."

"What were you thinking?"

"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."

"I’m going to be sick."

"For you, I would _____"

"Just what did we do last night?"

"Give it back."

"I have to go."

"Shut up and listen."

"Do you remember this?"

"Want to hear a secret?"

"Take responsibility."

"Don’t look at me like that."

"Give me another chance."

"Don’t you dare come near me!"

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"You mean everything to me."

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I miss you so very much."

"No, that can’t be my baby."

"Just five more minutes."

"No! You can’t die on me now!"

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

"What are we doing here?"

"Do you trust me?"

"That sounds painful."

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."

"I can’t believe you missed that."

"That was a bad plan."

"That looked easier on TV."

"I’ve never heard that one before."

"I didn’t know you could do that."

Put one of these in my askbox to see how my Muse reacts.

Lumped these all together for ease of reblogging:

"My parents know."

"Don’t go."

"You’re under arrest."

"Just let me die."

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."

"Make me."

"Kiss me you idiot."

"I didn’t do it."

"That isn’t mine."

"Marry me?"

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

"Be mine."

"You owe me."

"Just relax."

"I already regret this."

"Where are my clothes?"

"You could have killed someone!"

"I think I broke it."

"Do you love me?"

"We need to talk."

"Never again."

"Do I know you?"

"How drunk are you right now?" 

"Well that was unexpected." 

"Have you ever even done this before?" 

"I just want to cuddle."

"I can’t even look at you."

"What happened to you?"

"Don’t you dare."

"I missed you."

"This stays between us."

"I need a hug."

"I could kill you!"

"Kiss me."

"You’re so weird."

"Why are you wearing that?"

"You coward."

"You’re all out of ____."

"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"

[itsviolettoyou]

Violet nodded her head very slowly as she looked up at him, a hidden grin trying to find it's way onto her face. She couldn't help it. The way he was reacting was adorable.

"Do you not remember anything?" She tilted her head in confusion.

"I’m pregnant with your baby." (because I can)

((Have I ever told you how fucking much I love you?!?! Bc I do!))

"Pfft, c’mon Vi. I hink we both know that’s imp-" Time-travel, remember? It’s safe to say most anything is pretty much possible. "Shit…"

[itsviolettoyou]

"My parents know."

"My parents don’t know"

"Don’t go."

"Just go."

"You’re under arrest."

"Just let me die."

"Don’t let me die"

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."

"You’re pregnant and it’s mine"

"Make me."

"Kiss me you idiot."

"I didn’t do it."

"It was me."

"That isn’t mine."

"That’s mine!”

"Marry me?"

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

"Be mine."

"I want to be yours."

"You owe me."

"I owe you."

"Just relax."

Put one of the following in my inbox for my muse's reaction.