honestly at this point can someone recommend a good book about Iesbians where it just doesn't end in tragedy
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honestly at this point can someone recommend a good book about Iesbians where it just doesn't end in tragedy

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" I had to use my tits " " to kill him? " well now I'm afraid I *must* watch killing eve thenš
my TITS
so my tag has been hijacked by people who can't spell vi//ane//e correctly
why do i always return to this blog specifically (milfs)

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anyway like for a thing.
Jodie Comer as Villanelle in Killing Eve (2018-)
@swallowpit / eve: do you have any interest in why you are asked to do what you do?
a postcard arrives ā macchiaioli art stretched around reams of packed card, or giotto's lamentation fit with its own brush strokes and sun-wilted colour, and a delicate wishing you were here! slogan scrawled across the back, and a first class plane ticket appears not long after. a date, a time, a location, and the rest is up to her.
there are patterns in each kill ā influential diplomats with deep pockets, lecherous consuls with wandering hands, UN members ā she holds their faces when the light flickers out in their eyes with a satisfying rasp before they shit blood or it froths out in little trickles down the side of their mouths.
"do you?" they are two sides of the same coin. cat and mouse, from one end of europe to the other. (viIIaneIIe doesn't care much for the over-processed, plastic-sheened american trite that screams best place on earth wrapped in burger grease and the star-spangled banner. europe is more boutique. it suits her just fine.)
"i don't care. but i do care that they give me... really... really nice clothes at the end of it. they don't give you that, eve. it is very sad. my heart aches for you ā i mean, is that polyester?"
Ā Ā Ā killing eve sentence starters. Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā episodeĀ 1 ā 2.
i fell asleep on both my arms.
what time did we leave last night?
it all ended when you and ___ sang āa whole new worldā.
how are you so perky?
okay, from what i can eavesdrop on, a russian sex-trafficking politicianās been murdered in vienna.
you really earn your money, you know.
get me a croissant.
ugh, iād nail a cousin to work with that woman.
turns out people are still murderous bastards on the weekend.
was there any cctv of the killer?
i imagine the girl is, erm, quite traumatised.
give me the rest of that croissant or iāll fire you.
iām feeling very fragile.
i can see you breathing.
were you scared?
did you think i was dead?
do you want to stay and watch a movie?
they want you to do another job.
i just want someone to play with.
that looks terrifying.
did we sing disney?
thereās a difference between thinking it was a woman and wanting it to be a woman.
iām going to throw up. i suggest you do, too.
i just need to know if sheās aware of anyone who might want to harm her while sheās in the country.
your killer was a 'small-breasted psychoā, apparently.
i was counting on you not having a life.
uh, how big are her tits?
i know youāre into assassins, but i refuse to talk about them in this way. theyāre people too, you know.
she appears to have massive, pendulous breasts.
how would you kill me if you could?
iād paralyse you with saxitoxin and suffocate you in your sleep, chop you into the smallest bits i could manage, boil you down, put you in a blender and then take you to work in a flask and flush you down a restaurant toilet.
do you want to have sex?
you should have been a spy.
youāve been weirdly casual all morning.
iāll give you twenty quid to shut up.
so what if it is a woman anyway? i donāt care if it was an alien.
you could get in a lot of trouble if i was a serious man.
our job is weird but itās also boring.
we should have brought her some chocolate or something.
oh my god! somebody help me!
if they fire you, youād better drag me down with you.
iāve been looking for an excuse to call ___ a dick-swab for years.
just donāt tell them everything - youāll sound like a nutter.
well⦠that one could have gone better.
the most important thing, is that four people are dead, and itās all your fault!
youāre a dick-swab.
just to be clear, youāre fired.
sheās highly skilled, as of yet, untraceable, and, frankly, sheās starting to show off.
buy some milk, or heāll think youāre having an affair.
i can give you anything you want!
iām not very good at 'how are you?ā etc, so iām just going to dive in.
you seem to know a lot about female assassins.
i mean, if sheās not killing me, then, frankly, itās not my job to care anymore.
sheās outsmarting the smartest of us and, for that, she deserves to do or kill whoever the hell she wants.
this is an unofficial official tap on the shoulder.
youāre intuitive and you make insane suggestions.
itās like iāve walked into the inside of my brain.
sorry about the smell, he lives on the internet.
letting yourself into my apartment and drinking from a tiny cup doesnāt make you intimidating, by the ay. itās just rude.
so she slit her own throat and killed four other people? slip of the hand?
why are you being naughty?
this one has asthma. you know i like the breathy ones.
do you have any interest in why you are asked to do what you do?
i had quite a heavy period last week but other than that, i think iām okay.
i shot him twice in the heart and watched the spark drain from his eyes.
if you ever want to talk anyone, or ā i just wanted to make sure you were alright.
you have to prove the bastards wrong!
ām not denying your theory, but you have to be open to the possibility that what you have here is a series of random attacks that you are loosely hanging together with a pretty ribbon.
itās best that you bring in your own toilet roll or it just disappears.
i thought you were just being a monkey dick about not being the boss.
i donāt know what a monkey dick is.
if it was someone with enemies, they would have owned up to it. or been exposed for at least one of these kills by now.
well, that was disturbingly easy.
tragically, heās already at the pub.
i just wanted to apologise for calling you a dick-swab.
god, iām a knob.
did you think i was asking you out-out? no! oh my god! no! i wasnāt asking you out. no.
what you both did today was massively insensitive.
i donāt have to tell you. you just have to trust me.
okay, we can fight. but you will get tired, and i will get bored, and you donāt like it when iām bored.
if i kill you, they will just send me another one.
Eve being impressed by Villanelle

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@crowcut: weāre stuck, and theyāre trying to kill us, soā
there is a hint of fear that hums through eve's voice which feels so incredibly alien to her ā it's not a case that things tend to work out for her, because bruised knuckles and mottled, dark rings around her eyes tell another story, but she knows, in an instinctive, base way, how to kick back against the wall she's pinned against. they're close ā perhaps too close, and perhaps eve will curl the lower part of her lip when they take little more than a moment to look back on this ā but viIIaneIIe touches over the sharp arch of eve's cheek and nods.
it's an invitation, if she's ever heard one ā a pressure point in each wound where it doesn't feel good any more and just hurts. (but just before that point, there's a sharp hiss of contentedness. the precipice where euphoria blends into the sluggish gnawing hurt ā that's the edge she lives in.)
"i will keep you safe, eve." a promise, an i-do, a cheap thrill wrapped in chanel and coursing through her entire being as she unfolds herself from under the desk and reaches for the sharp edge of the letter opener.
the next few minutes are unspoken, quiet as she slips through the creaking, half-ajar door. two thuds, hard, like the shattered weight of a slumped body jams it shut, and she returns wearing a subtle spattering of blood and a heavy scowl.
"he got blood on my shirt. that was just rude." a hand is extended to her, touching over the back of her palm with a familiar ease. "come now, eve ā"
many thoughts...
velvetippedā.
what she would like is for villanelle to loosen her grip on the knife that is still kissing at the fabric that resides over her abdomenĀ -Ā if dinner prevents that,Ā so be it.Ā Ā ā sure, iād like dinner.Ā i could definitely eat.Ā āĀ thatās a lie.Ā she feels sick and the thought of eating isnāt all that pleasing right now,Ā but needs must.Ā Ā ā what do you want?Ā italian?Ā i could go for italian ā¦Ā āĀ
she isnāt sure whether or not thatās a rhetorical question,Ā mostly because she doesnāt know how to answer it herself.Ā she doesnāt think that she wants to see villanelle sad but she isnāt sure she wants to see her happy either.Ā itāsĀ -Ā confusing;Ā the way that she cares.Ā it all feels a little backwards,Ā a little unusual.Ā but she has to say the appropriate thing for the situation and so,Ā with a very brief shake of her head, she responds.Ā ā of course i donāt want you to be sad.Ā āĀ she isnāt sure villanelle can even feel that level of emotion but she wonāt test it.Ā sheās seen mad villanelle,Ā bad villanelleĀ Ā -Ā she isnāt sure if sad fits in with the mix.Ā
ā are we good now?Ā weāre friends again?Ā ā the wordĀ ā friendĀ ā doesnāt fit, she knows that.Ā she wonāt ever know what her and villanelle are to each other.Ā she knows for certain that friends donāt fantasise about the otherĀ -Ā that they donāt share sordid thoughts.Ā still,Ā she wonāt vocalise that in avoidance of fuelling villanelleās fire even more.Ā Ā ā can you drop the knife now?Ā āĀ
theyāve had dinner before ā a microwaved, orange-stained tupperware of her husbandās shepherdās pie thatās sat in the fridge for a couple days before being stabbed at with a twisted fork. and that ended the exact same way. thereās anĀ Ā avoidanceĀ Ā in eve that sheās been trying to pick away at. thereās something that means their eyes follow from across the room, and a thread that leads them to the same place. same objective. the sameĀ Ā side. (thatĀ oneĀ Ā isĀ Ā new. thereās no need for cat and mouse when theres a billionaire-psychopath that sits between the two of them with nothing more than anĀ Ā opportunity.)
ādonāt be like that, eve.āĀ friends?Ā friends never quite work out for her.Ā mostly, they end up with a bullet in their skulls, and villanelle off to the next mark.Ā Ā normalĀ rots in her. nice boys with clean hair or wide-eyed girls with office jobs and housemates... it gets old quick. itās not like that with eve.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āā wowwww, eve. soĀ Ā demanding.Ā does niko know you have problems with your manners?āĀ Ā maybe it says something that she gets under eveās skin so easily, or maybe theĀ Ā subtextĀ Ā sits in the way she slowly eases the pressure on the blade at her stomach.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ābut one more thing. try that again, and i willĀ kill you.ā
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Ā shoulder Ā as Ā they Ā complete Ā a Ā task . ā 34ļ¹ senderĀ isĀ foundĀ byĀ receiverĀ somewhereĀ theyĀ shouldnātĀ be . ā 35ļ¹ senderĀ curlsĀ upĀ againstĀ receiverĀ inĀ theirĀ sleep . ā 36ļ¹ senderĀ isĀ foundĀ drunkĀ byĀ receiver . ā 37ļ¹ senderĀ throwsĀ anĀ itemĀ ofĀ sentimentĀ bitterlyĀ atĀ receiver . ā 38ļ¹ senderĀ joinsĀ receiverĀ inĀ theĀ shower . ā 39ļ¹ senderĀ isĀ caughtĀ followingĀ receiver . ā 4oļ¹Ā senderĀ tracesĀ oneĀ ofĀ receiverāsĀ [ scars / bruises ] . ā 41ļ¹ senderĀ twinesĀ theirĀ fingersĀ withĀ receiverās . ā 42ļ¹ senderĀ bargesĀ intoĀ receiverāsĀ homeĀ unannounced . ā 43ļ¹ senderĀ kicksĀ receiverāsĀ shinĀ beneathĀ aĀ table . ā 44ļ¹ senderĀ aggressivelyĀ shovesĀ pastĀ receiver . ā 45ļ¹ senderĀ kissesĀ receiverāsĀ [ forehead / cheek ] . ā 46ļ¹ senderĀ pullsĀ receiverĀ outĀ ofĀ harmāsĀ way . ā 47ļ¹ senderĀ isĀ foundĀ sobbingĀ byĀ receiver . ā 48ļ¹ senderĀ locksĀ receiverĀ outĀ ofĀ theirĀ room . ā 49ļ¹ senderĀ bringsĀ receiverĀ [ coffee / tea ]Ā inĀ theĀ morning . ā 5oļ¹ 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danger . ā 97ļ¹ senderĀ hasĀ hiddenĀ anĀ injuryĀ fromĀ receiver ,Ā andĀ receiverĀ findsĀ out . ā 98ļ¹ senderĀ confrontsĀ receiverĀ aboutĀ theirĀ unhealthyĀ behavior . ā 99ļ¹ senderĀ proposesĀ toĀ receiver . ā 1ooļ¹ sender Ā has Ā just Ā died , Ā receiver Ā finds Ā out .

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velvetippedā.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā so apologising wasnāt the right thing to do?Ā jesus christ.Ā Ā sheās quick to stiffen when villanelle is standing with the merest gap between the two of them,Ā blade pressed against her abdomen.Ā she supposes this is fair game,Ā an eye-for-an-eye,Ā one might say.Ā but still,Ā it doesnāt stop the expression of utter shock from pulling at every feature on her face.Ā Ā āi can tell you a lot more things that are more romantic than her-and-her stab wounds ā¦Ā āĀ she knows that villanelle will catch the wobble in her voice,Ā the waviness of her tone.Ā she knows the assassin well enough to know that she missesĀ Ā nothing.Ā sheās a predator with ridiculously adapt senses.Ā Ā āroses,Ā for one.Ā and long walks on the beach.Ā āĀ not a knife to the gut.Ā anything but a knife to the gut.Ā Ā
ā i wouldnāt find it very romantic if you stabbed me, villanelle.Ā āĀ would that stop her?Ā aĀ disapproval?Ā Ā ā in fact, iād find it the opposite. iād find it unattractive.Ā āĀ sheās trying her hardest to loosen the stiff stance but sheās worried that one wrong move of her body and the blade will meet with her insides.Ā Ā ā iād rather you took me to dinner.Ā āĀ sheās lowering a handĀ -Ā the action slow,Ā calculated.Ā Ā fingers wrap around villanelleās wrist and she holds it there,Ā fingers clenched as she tries to keep the knife from piercing her skin.Ā Ā
ā if it makes you feel better, i rescind my apology.Ā fuckĀ the apology.Ā iām not sorry for stabbing you.Ā you deserved it.Ā āĀ the shake in her voice is still present but sheās trying her best to hide it.Ā is this was villanelle wants?Ā no remorse.Ā Ā ā you were a real ass.Ā āĀ
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā long walks on the beach, kissing in the rain ā sheās stared into the soulless core of as many romcoms as she can remember growing up, and has turned off just as many without even trying it. (there were english ones, french ones, german ones that anna dusted off out of a vhs player before she could call her older than the sun itself. she said it was the best way to learn, even if the better way was between her legs after a fight with her husband.)
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āyou would like that? dinner?ā
there she is. thereās something that lights behind villanelleās eyes as eve curses, and she tightens her grip on her waist as eve quivers out under the stress of the blade. her skin is warm under its polyester-prison (i mean, really ā would all mi5 agents go up in flames if you lit a match?) and eve is so closeĀ she can practically devour her.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āyou should be. it made me very sad.āĀ Ā itās a quip that slowly coaxes a smile out from the corner of her lip. painful, maybe ā she still remembers the sting of vodka as she launched herself in front of a car to end up in urgent care, but as far as she cares with eve, it was passion. it was a reaction. eve is more like her than she wants to admit, and villanelle wants to thread her fingers through that and hold it flush against her.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āyou donāt want me to be sad, do you?ā