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Chrysalis

bitter brew floods the senses,

and quietly, we settle.

warmth trickles into our souls,

subtle intimacy intoxicating us.

supple strokes circle waning stains,

as if caressing constellations,

awakening the memory of our

coffe-stained impressions of infinity.

gentle affections stem between hands;

crafting our microcosm of

infinitesimal being, bringing vitality

that swells our chrysalis.

restraints render in space

as eloquent muses tumble out.

dreams dance in the air;

spiralling, leaping into creation.

our thoughts tinker,

into a cacophony of abstractions.

as speech dwindles and surfaces,

the ocean tides soar and break.

our souls intertwine;

coupling, uniting as a morpho.

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realised

bewildered, i watched you prowl into my

unsuspecting gaze. had i dreamed you up?

unknowingly, you faltered into sight,

i watched and watched, trying to size you up,

but your mask was to fear a slip.

bouncing, blonde ringlets graced delicate shoulders

and star-kissed freckles had rested above your lips,

never leaving me without a shudder.

in a moment vulnerability had overcome us both,

as we had unveiled our deepest, darkest fears.

it had awakened that you were more than imagined

but more audible and touchable, becoming realised.

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realised

bewildered, i watched you prowl into my

unsuspecting gaze. had i dreamed you up?

unknowingly, you faltered into sight,

i watched and watched, trying to size you up,

but your mask was to fear a slip.

bouncing, blonde ringlets graced delicate shoulders

and star-kissed freckles had rested above your lips,

never leaving me without a shudder.

in a moment vulnerability had overcome us both,

as we had unveiled our deepest, darkest fears.

it had awakened that you were more than imagined

but more audible and touchable, becoming realised.

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Its been little over a month now and I can’t stop thinking about what a dumb bitch Rhian was,, home girl got her ass absolutely handed to her by an angry, emotionally unstable, highly skilled/ trained assassin and she walks backward towards the electrified tracks?? Girl what?? There was TWO different exits for you to run out off,, V wouldn’t’ve had it in her to give chase. Why walk to ur death. If its possible to nominate fictional people for the Darwin Award, i’d like to nominate her. V did the twelve a favour

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one of my fav scenes in 2x06 is when villanelle plays dixit with aaron and amber to be honest cuz its so funny. she is genuinely bored with the game, doesn’t seem to know how to play it actually i think??? so she sits there like she is dying, playin w her hair, i mean wig, sighing out loud PFFFFFFFF

but she gotta engage so she leans forward and takes her cards off the table and looks at her deck like the fuck is happening bc doesnt get it lmfao

and when aaron explains it to her she looks at her cards again to make sense of this shit but aaron uses a word she’s never heard of before it seems

which gets under his skin bc duuumb and she realizes shes pushed a button and thinks its soooo fucking funny which is the icing on the cake cuz checkmate

1:0 for villanelle

AND THEN SHE CONTINUES TO WORK HIM UP JFDHJFHDJS

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Killing Eve // The Devil Wears Prada

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u kno what’s the best weed …..it’s when I’m weed u

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I love being called cute.. Its so pure. Choke me and call me cute

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Animation art from SPIRITED AWAY (2001).

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Axed by a lake because she was bored

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RIP Peep

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blond

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