#thebvsiness

[sccharin]

@thebvsiness​ || continued for rain

     “ what makes you think you’d be special? “ she definitely treats everyone like this. she didn’t have the time or energy to waste debating moral obligations to the greater good or why they should risk their necks for strangers. “ if i comes down to it, lady, i’ll throw you out to the infected. now grab what we came here for so we can be on our way. “

[divorare]

. @thebvsiness { continued }

     her gaze flickers between the small marble statuette that the woman had taken from ren’s mantle to the assassin’s face “ it’d certainly be the first time someone has threatened me with anything of the sort, so i’ll give you points for creativity. it’d be a terrible dishonor to lorenzo bartolini & his beautiful work, however so i’m going to insist you find something less valuable to attempt to kill me with. “ here, the mafioso gives a fanged smile, amused. “ i’m assuming that is why you are in my home, uninvited, at such an hour? or am i being too hopeful that maybe you’ve just stopped in to join me for dinner? “

[villainshe]

                    ❛  you  should  never  tell  a  psychopath  they  are  a  psychopath  .  .  .  it  upsets  them  .  ❜  @thebvsiness​  /  starter  call

[divorare]

@thebvsiness​ | continued

     “ i am not ashamed to admit you fascinate me greatly, assassin. & as we’ve discussed, death is a non-issue. “ she smirks, “ unless you do not want my attentions -- i can certainly rein it in. “

[sccharin]

gun / for yelena, rain, or letty

     " did you expect me to not put you at gunpoint, nice? " & despite their brief shared history, the gun doesn't lower, still trained on the other woman with eyes narrowed. " what are you doing sulking around this time of night? looking for trouble? " she doesnt' trust nice any further than she coudl throw her -- which would be pretty far, actually, so maybe that's not entirely accurate. " you know i haven't much liked you since you showed up at the compound. "

     if that's what you wanted to call their ragtag little group of humans that had a very base understanding of each other in their shared need to survive. the others were friendly amongst each other, but rain was the outsider & always will be, but she kept to herself on the outskirts of the group in her little, shabby hut they'd all built. nice was new and nice was different from the others, & that made rain not trust her in the slightest. " you have ten seconds to explain before i shoot you. "

[griimarch]

@thebvsiness​ asked: “  need a hand?  ”

“Well depends do you know how to fix pistols? Or any of the mechanics that go into it?” Brown eyes did not leave the weapon below her as she continued to tinker with it.

[villainshe]

          @thebvsiness​  asked  :  [  KISS  ]  :  sender  kisses  receiver  in  order  to  protect  their  identities  ,  but  is  the  kiss  completely  professional  ?  or  is  there  something  else  .  .  .  ?

                    at  first  ,  villanelle  doesn’t  know  how  to  react  to  this  predicament  :  to  kiss  nice  back  or  to  push  her  away  and  scold  her  .  villanelle  doesn’t  get  kissed  ,  she  kisses  other  people  so  this  comes  as  a  little  bit  of  a  shock  to  her  .  nevertheless  ,  she  leans  into  it  and  kisses  nice  back  not  knowing  if  it  is  truly  an  act  to  protect  their  cover  or  if  she  really  wanted  to  .  things  have  been  weird  between  them  recently  so  maybe  villanelle  wasn’t  picking  up  the  signs  that  something  else  was  afoot  between  them  .

                    her  hands  press  against  nice’s  back  ,  pulling  her  closer  as  they  kiss  .  so  sweet  ,  her  lips  taste  like  cherries  and  villanelle  wants  more  ,  more  ,  more  ,  more  .  .  .  but  it’s  all  too  good  to  be  true  ,  villanelle  realises  .  and  it’s  all  too  complicated  .  no  attachments  ,  it’s  all  business  .  so  as  soon  as  the  moment  is  over  ,  villanelle  aggressively  pushes  nice  away  and  grunts  ,  a  scowl  across  her  face  .  ❛  let’s  get  out  of  here  .  ❜

[villainshe]

          @thebvsiness​  asked  :  🔪  for  villanelle  .

                    blood  drips  from  her  nose  ,  thankfully  it’s  not  broken  .  villanelle  lets  her  guard  down  for  one  second  but  that’s  all  it  takes  before  her  back’s  against  the  wall  ,  bodies  touching  as  nice  keeps  the  blade  opposite  her  vulnerable  flesh  .  no  sudden  movements  ,  villanelle  needs  to  think  .  a  smile  fights  a  way  on  to  her  lips  ,  breathing  out  a  ragged  laugh  .  funny  .  ❛  and  i  thought  we  were  friends  ,  huh  ?  obviously  not  .  ❜  villanelle  already  knows  the  reply  ;  sorry  ,  baby  ,  purely  business  .  villanelle  knows  all  too  well  .  ❛  are  you  really  going  to  kill  me  ,  nice  ?  i  doubt  they’re  offering  you  that  much  money  to  take  me  down  .  ❜  villanelle’s  pride  is  hurt  but  she  has  to  compartmentalise  .  she  thought  she  found  someone  as  twisted  and  fucked  up  as  her  but  apparently  not  .  even  though  her  body  pounds  and  aches  ,  villanelle  swiftly  brings  her  leg  up  and  knees  nice  in  the  stomach ,  grabbing  her  arm  to  twist  the  knife  from  my  hand  .  it  flies  across  the  ground  ,  skidding  to  a  stop  .  as  nice  stumbles  back  ,  villanelle  raises  her  other  leg  and  kicks  her  heel  into  the  side  of  her  face  .