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[nothing-but-flowers88]

Ok so we all shipping Jude Law and the pirate robot? Good

[wearevillaneve]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Killing Eve (TV 2018) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Eve Polastri/Villanelle | Oksana Astankova Characters: Eve Polastri, Villanelle | Oksana Astankova Additional Tags: Fluff and Smut, Light BDSM, Verbal Humiliation, Dom/sub Undertones, Daddy Kink, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Spanking, Missing Scene Summary:

The first time Villanelle came to Eve’s house was as an uninvited dinner guest. The second time Villanelle came to Eve’s house was on orders to assassinate her.

(This is missing scene fic for S2, Ep 5)

Eve came to the door, and Villanelle’s heart jumped in her throat. She looked so vulnerable in her sleeveless blouse and with her curly hair down. Villanelle surreptitiously shook her head to regain her composure as she stepped inside.

Villanelle pushed Eve up against the wall. “Don’t do anything stupid, ok?”, she intoned before striding inside.

She knew she looked stunning in her widow's black, but inside she still hoped that Eve thought so, too. That was a new feeling. Still, Villanelle felt as though she had gained the upper hand in the conversation already. She was in for a surprise.

As Eve closed the door, she asked, “Can you take your shoes off, please?”

“What?”, Villanelle replied, flummoxed. “Really?”

“Yeah”, Eve answered. It was more a command than a request.

Villanelle complied, feeling her grip on this encounter slipping away. Eve was...different, that much was clear, but Villanelle was still determined to be the dominant party in the conversation.

She strode up to Eve. “Do you want to search me, too?” she quipped. It was a question meant to titillate and also throw Eve off if she had been feeling confident.

“What’s the point?” Eve replied. Now it was Villanelle’s turn to be thrown off, so she gazed at Eve through her veil.  “Can I...take your veil?”, Eve asked.

Villanelle turned and walked away from her, taking the veil off. “I’m dying for a drink”, she said.

(commissioned illustration by  Evgar_art)

[loulooser]

stupid comic i made about larry and larry's cat in year 11

[sad-little-frying-pan]

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[dearhyeongjunn]

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[levieri]

Gremlin ddraws made my morning better today.

[platonic-tony-stark]

Reid: *on to much sugar and no sleep* Hotch is not the dad of the family

Morgan: Did y'all hear that or did boy genius just make a grammatical mistake?!

JJ: shut up you are the only one who got sleep the last two days

Emily, in the background: *shaking from too much sugar and sleep deprivation*