#( violet. )

[amomentxofhappiness]

@florxdexcerezos the m.ilf to end all mi.lfs

Violet was on a mission. Adam had found his diamond and even though she did not agree with his methods or his choice for wife she had other problems, bigger problems in a way. A spinster daughter with ideas, a son that couldn't find his place, a second son that tried his hardest to be Adam's shadow and the baby of the family who had... other inclinations, closer to her own heart but it was certainly different and more difficult for men, specially a young one like teddy.

Adam could hold the fort in london for a week without her or Prue while she headed back to their home, the one she liked best. Prue could be Prue and she could find a fine man for her--and to look after Teddy from the viper tongues of the ton.

She asked around for candidates: strong, single, good hearted, with a sense of duty and respect for the family. She needed someone she could trust the safety of her children (and hopefully some grandchildren if Prue was inclined).

Finally she saw him--a tower of a man working the fields. He looked not much younger than her older boys, probably the same age as ben (Ben was her boy too, even if Padme had done some of the raising). He looked strong, determined and very, very attractive if she were younger and looking he'd make a fine and fun addition to her bed.

She asked him to go by the house in a few hours to discuss a matter related to his employment and waited for him, the picture of poise at her drawing room, tea and cookies set.

"Mr. Hampshire for you ma'am," the butler announced and she got up. "Thank you for coming. Tea?"

[hauntedqt]

❛　i　don’t　want　to　think　tonight　,　cue　the　alcohol　.　so　either　join　me　or　go　babysit　someone　else　.　 ❜

[lethalties]

“    did    you    kiss    me    out    of    pity,    or    have    you    changed    your    mind.    because    you    also    stopped    it    before    it    turned    into    more.    '' / @angelsdvsts

[bloodykneestm]

"i made you something," her dead pan voice is slightly warmer than usual as her pointer finger is extended in offer while her thumb holds down the arm of a pair of dangling and beautifully embellished forest green spectacles ( with blue light filters and transition lenses still to be discovered ). she offers them to him with a straight face, trying not to betray any sort of vulnerability she may be feeling nor any worry that he might not like them. impatiently, she shoves them toward him. "no guarantee they'll work, but — here."

@miidnighters liked this for a new muse starter!

[hthers-arch]

❝ you told me that we'd be together forever ... you promised me you wouldn't leave . if you had just stuck to that promise and LOVED ME she wouldn't be dead . do you hear me ? she wouldn't be dead . this is your fault . you made me do this . YOU . ❞

⠀⠀⠀⠀𝄃 closed ۟ 𒂭 @saintshoods

[ysolt]

fuck an "intended audience" how about we normalize engaging with new and unfamiliar art pieces on their own terms

[cambieart]

Caitvi, Butchfemme

[mikotosworld]

SEBIAN LEX

@junoisded

[laughy-sapphy-blog]

“Didn’t you try to kill him?”

“The greatest thing we can do in life…”

“…is find the power to forgive.”

[xxtc-96xx]

I wanted to make a backstory for the time I found this in pokemon Violet XD

[rcsegld]

[amomentxofhappiness]

padme & ben;; bridgerton

"darling, before you go, i need a word," there was no escaping padme when she used that tone with him. "bring the strong stuff and two glasses please." she had postponed this conversation long enough. she had hoped to play middleman between ben and her benjamin, but he was in india looking after anakin, whose malaria had gotten a turn for the worse. he wouldn't be back in time for the wedding, which broke her heart.

"i know you have more interesting plans for the evening but... this is important, for your future," she began, taking in a deep breath and giving him a quick thanks when he handed over the drink before sitting on the chair next to her. "what worries you about children with her? i know of your promise to han, but it cannot be just that. what is it?"

there was no hiding his feelings from padme either. she was technically his aunt, sister to his dead mother but in his heart it was she who held that title, it was padme who taught him confidence to talk, to think. it was her who looked after him when he was sick, who played with him and taught him how to throw a good right hook. and her husband had been the kindest of fathers too, treating him the same way he did with the twins, calling him son, making him feel one of them. he hated being a solo growing up, he wanted to be a kenobi, in the same way cristobal wanted to be a true bridgerton.

"i fear... i fear i'll be a horrible father. i fear i'll turn cruel when i don't get my way, when i drink too much... i don't want to be like him. i don't to put Violeta or our children through that and i... i have his blood, it's there, in my body, waiting to come out. i feel it sometimes, when i'm angry, i go red and---and nothing and no one stands in my way and that's, that's han solo."

padme listened and took a zip of her drink, clearing her throat. "that's your mother darling, not han solo," she breathed out. "leia was... i loved her, she was my baby sister, she was direct and beautiful and wanted more than what society expected of women and she fought with everyone that thought otherwise. loudly, violently even. he fought your father, that was their entire courtship. we thought they hated one another but it was their way to show affection. it was troubling, at least to me. i didn't--i still don't understand that kind of..." she shook her head. "but darling, take a drink," she said, taking one herself.

"i need to tell you something. something that---that i wish ben could be here too but ani's malaria is worse so..." she breathed deeply again. she was stalling. "darling you should focus on the people that raised you. you grew up surrounded by love and caring. you saw it here, you saw with violet and edmund, how love and respect works. and you are loving and respectful, even as a rake. you didn't--you didn't pursue violeta even though she was right there for the puckling, not until you figured out adam and meeka. yes, i have eyes and this is my house and nothing escapes me," she quipped straightening up her back.

she reached for his hand, eyes watering. "ben darling. han--han tried to get leia pregnant, but his seed wasn't good. she mis.carried three times in those first years. while violet had adam and i had the twins, she couldn't--" she breathed out trying to read benjamin's face. his shoulders were tensing, his jaw...

"what are you trying to say?" he asked--he would've demanded the truth if this was any other person and not his mother. "he taunted leia and for a while, it worked but one day at aubrey hall of all places she snapped. she told him that maybe she wasn't the problem, maybe it was him since none of his mistresses had ever been with child either and that there was a very easy way to see if she was right," yes the pig continued to rake after marriage.

"who is my father padme?" he asked, his tone a little rougher than before. "we didn't know for sure until you came back from your first year at Eton," she started, her voice faltering as she blinked away tears. "you were--you were benjamin's splitting image then. before that you looked a bit like him and bit like edmund, we had no way to know. all we knew was that you weren't his and that made han furious but it had been his idea. he---the parties at aubrey hall that violet and i held, they weren't the first. we've been running them for decades and--well, now you know."

he stood up, chair almost falling back, definitely unsure as to what to do. padme downed the rest of her glass and set it on the table, getting up as well. "you're the duke of hastings and you can wonderful things with the land and for your people. and you will be a wonderful, caring husband for Violeta because you have it in your heart, because you grew up surrounded by it and because your father, your true father is the kindest man i know. i'm sorry--i'm sorry we didn't tell you sooner. i've been waiting for ben to come back for years and you had been abroad too--" her voice broke then, crying freely. it wasn't easy for her to admit all of this on her own. what they did behind closed those doors were their decisions, their choices and she wished she could've said it sooner but han solo would never admit that his son was a bastard, that he couldn't breed his wife, that the title was already in someone else's hands.

ben rubbed his eyes with his thumb and index finger, trying not to cry and sniffling loudly. "so this has been my home, my real home, my real father all this time and you never told me?" he was being unfair and he knew it; she had been his mother, he had his father--blood or no blood. "i would've been a bastard and han--han would've trashed leia. that i understand but--" he shook his head looking at her. "but you knew how much--how i loathed him! how i feared him!"

"i got you here as quickly as i could! you think he let us? you think he--he stopped talking to edmund and benjamin the moment leia had a decent pregnancy. he wouldn't let her leave the house. i was the only allowed in by mere chance," not by chance but that was one secret she was going to take to the grave. and when you started with the stutter i took as an opportunity to take you away from him and bring you home, where you belonged. you belong with us, title or no title, blood or no blood. ben please do not hate me, i did--i did what i thought was best. i had to protect everyone starting with you!"

and she had. she had been his mother, his confidante, his teacher, his entire world until violeta came into the picture. he would kill for her, he would lay his life for this woman. and for ben too. for his father. he took a deep breath to calm himself and cupped her face, brushing off tears. "thank you for telling me mama," he breathed out pressing a soft kiss to her forehead and then setting his arms around her higher back, bringing her close in a hug.

[deepsdive]

                        open      to:      m.

                              ❝      if      i      knew      it      was      gonna      be      like      this      ...      ❞      begins,      but      in      truth,      has      no      idea      how      to      sum      up      the      expanse      of      emotions.      ❝      if      i      knew      you      weren't      going      to      be      here      ―      i      would've      done      everything      differently.      why'd      you      say      yes?      like,      if      you      didn't      wanna      have      this      baby      with      me,      you      could've      said      so.      ❞

[blake--winter]

𝚅𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚟𝚊𝚗 𝙳𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚑.

𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐄

[softestaries]

Violet Bridgerton is truly gods strongest soldier. Every season she tells one of her children they're in love and every season they scoff in her face before causing seven different scandals to reach the same conclusion.