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ppl trying to make some of these ships all cute n domestic dont seem to understand these characters are insane. they would have sex by standing on opposite sides of the room fully clothed playing mind games
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eve’s life
“Did I ruin your life?”
It would be so easy to say yes, pack the messy parts of herself in a box labeled “Villanelle’s fault”, shove the whole thing into the Thames, then try and crawl back to normalcy, all while avoiding her own eyes in the mirror.
”My life isn’t over yet.”
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What If
AU where we let Agatha and Rio get back together in modern times. Also Agatha is not a ghost because I say so.
"Agatha, do you ever think about the past?"
"What? No, of course not. Terrible idea."
"Mm. All that time you spent running and hiding from me. In between saying terrible things to me, of course, when we did meet."
"Rio, my sweet, do you really want to discuss the past? With me?"
"…No. …Maybe. It's only, we never talk about it. Any of it. …Did you miss me?"
"Nope."
"…Ags."
"Of course I missed you! Don't be ridiculous. And yes, I know, it was nothing compared to the great and terrible anguish you suffered from not being able to see me, you've mentioned that about two thousand times since we've gotten, you know. Back into the swing of things."
"Into the…was the word you were looking for there 'together'? Or maybe 'married'?"
"...No."
"You really never change, beloved."
"Would you want me to?"
"…"
"...Hey, Rio."
"Heh. No, I wouldn't. Never, ever, ever, Agatha. Exactly as you are. …I could have done without the hiding, though."
"I couldn't have. Sometimes I need space."
"For centuries?"
"Yep."
"…Don't need that again."
"No promises. But before you get all annoyed and threatening, I did come back eventually, didn't I?"
"You did."
"And I even married you properly. And now I'm right here, with you."
"…So good."
"It is pretty nice, isn't it?"
"Tell me you missed me again."
"…All the time. That's why it hurt so much."
"…I always knew you never stopped loving me."
"Yes, yes, you were right all along. But stop rubbing it in or I'll get annoyed, okay?"
"Yes, beloved. …You know I love you?"
"I know. You waited for a long time."
"I did. …Ags, say it back."
"Hmmm...no, not right now. Later, maybe."
"…Ugh. Maybe you could change a little."
"Never. I'd die first."
"…………Agatha."
"Yes?"
"…you're teasing me…"
"Might be. Could happen. I mean, it's at least notionally possible that I might be teasing you, but who can say, really?"
"…It would be so nice if you died."
"Creepy. You'll just have to deal with me being alive and your wife."
"…Say that again."
"Alive?"
"The other thing."
"Mm. Your wife. All yours."
"…"
"Rio. Rio, I can't brea…that's too many flowers, Rio, where are those even growing from, we just bought this hou…"
"Come to bed, beloved."
"...Can't think of anything I'd like more. But after that, we're going to talk about the flowers and I'll try one more time to explain what a mortgage is."
masterpost or go read the dating game series, it's so silly.
#agatha all along#agatha x rio#agathario#I've been gone so here I'll be nice#you guys can have fluff
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Romance
“Isn’t that romantic?”
It is. It’s the most romantic thing Eve has ever heard, better than flowers and dresses, sweeter than bullets and knives, the knowledge that they’re both responsible for the same corpse.
“It is,” she agrees, as their hands link. “Want to do it again?”
#killing eve#killing eve microfiction#Busy/tired regular blog programming to resume eventually#BUT I just saw the Tower Bridge scene#And I have Feelings
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Oh it was only a—
“No, Eve, of course I did not get shot, fall into the water and leave you behind. That was only a dream. Look, you can touch me. …Go on, Eve. Touch me. Do not run. Where would you go? Who would even want you? You can’t get away from me. I’ll never leave you. I love you, Eve.”
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A moment for Villanelle claiming Eve as all hers.
#killing eve#You are sourcing such good content#i just want them to hold hands and kiss and go on dates
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On Marriage
Lilia has done it twice in 400 years.
Jen isn’t dating anyone, but she does have a pre-nup already worked out.
Alice’s relationships never last that long.
Wanda used to be.
Billy has already selected the music and color scheme.
Tommy would settle for a first date.
Nicky is tired of being asked why his mother isn’t.
Natasha can’t imagine it.
Rio wishes she had married Agatha when she had the chance.
Secretly, Agatha wishes she had too.
Thematically related rec: the wedding or check out the masterpost
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The light inside
You’re going to kill Eve Polastri.
With a machete! With a poisonous snake you’ll release into her duct system! With a garrote around a neck you want to bite, suck, nibble, why can’t you stop thinking about her neck, that is not a sexy body part!
Nothing about Eve is sexy, not her face or her laugh or her mean streak, not the way she looks at you like she knows you, knows some secret about you not even you know about yourself. Definitely not her hair, you actually despise her hair, she would look so much better without it. Maybe you should do that instead of killing her, catch her and shear her like a sheep. It would be easy, she has terrible awareness of her surroundings, that’s why you can watch through the window as she and her husband eat dinner, the light from inside the house spilling out onto the pavement below.
It’s why you can watch as she kisses him.
Straddles him.
Looks toward the window and—she did not just wink. Did she???
She definitely does whisper something in Niko’s ear—she does not do it sexily, you’re sure!—then gets up and walks to window.
She stares out.
You stare back.
She smiles, once, lightning in a bottle and the bottle is your heart, currently being blown to smithereens.
Then she draws the curtains shut and the light is gone.
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a bad description of painting
Villanelle can’t paint Eve.
She knows how! Everyone knows how to paint, you simply slap wet muck onto blank canvas to create your ideal image. Only she’s tried so many techniques—lipsticks, axes, lies—but the Eve she ends up with still fails to match the picture in her head.
#killing eve#killing eve microfiction#If you saw this before no you didn’t#Sometimes these come easily and sometimes it is like pulling teeth
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missing these ke billboards and if you called the number its eve’s voicemail in which she says “villanelle, stop it”
#Oh ugh these woke something in me#what marketing#Killing eve#i wrote an entire fic about this (advertising works)
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afternoon nap
“Rio,” Agatha complains, trying and failing to manage an afternoon nap. “It’s too warm.” Her lover’s arms are tight around her, generally pleasant but in the sweltering summer heat, quickly turning into mild torture. “I’m going to melt.”
“I don’t think humans do that, beloved,” Rio murmurs, shifting enough to mouth her hair.
“I’ll be the first. A pioneer,” Agatha says, too overheated to even lift her arms and try to push the other woman away.
“Will it kill you?” Rio asks, a touch too eager.
“…No. I’ll just be an angry puddle, oozing after you.”
“That’s no good, then.” The other woman lifts an arm, and Agatha is genuinely pleased, she really is starting to feel like wax near a flame, but she’s also a little surprised, it’s unlike her lover to release her without more prodding. Maybe it stings slightly, Rio being willing to move so easily.
Only Rio isn’t actually moving, only waving a hand through the air and to that simple gesture, the world responds. A cloud scuds across the sky, blocking the sky. The breeze picks up, unseasonally cool on her skin.
Rio resettles, wraps tighter around her as Agatha stares. “…How??” she complains. “How did you—that isn’t—you can’t…”
The other woman’s lips tilt up at the corners, her eyes sparkle, savoring her ability to do magic Agatha, who has devoted her life to understanding magic, can’t begin to understand. “Better?”
Agatha groans. “…Yes. Thank you. For working impossible magic so…”
Rio’s eyes light up. “So?”
She tightens her arms around the woman she loves, nestles against her and savors the way Rio sighs with delight in her ear. “…so I didn’t have to let go.”
masterpost or for something cute try Death in Love
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waking up together
Villanelle is waking up next to Eve.
She doesn’t do it quickly. Why should she? She comes awake in fits and starts, the twitch of a finger against someone else’s arm, the jerk of a foot tangled in the sheets, the awareness of the tickling sensation of a thick curtain of hair against her nose and cheek.
When she opens her eyes, Eve is there. That’s the best part, so she always saves it until last, waits until her brain is fully engaged before she opens her eyes.
Normally what she gets is Eve asleep, often making an undignified expression, mouth open, neck twisted.
It doesn’t matter, it is still Eve. Though she has taken pictures before.
This time, though, what she gets is Eve lying with her head on her arm, watching her back and that, Eve’s eyes on her, the soft smile curving her lips—
“Morning,” Eve says, and there’s a rush of staticky sounds where Villanelle’s ability to use language should be.
When words fail, actions take over. She tackles Eve, sprawls on top of her and presses her teeth into her neck with very little force. “Mmph.”
“Uh,” the other woman says, playing with her hair. “Hi?”
She levers herself up to stare down. The view is breathtaking. “…Let’s go back to sleep,” she decides.
“Really? I mean, I’m not opposed, but you normally complain if I oversleep. What’s the occasion?”
She collapses again, feels the other woman breathing beneath her and nestles against her, the safest, best place she can imagine. “I want to wake up next to you again.”
#killing eve#killing eve fanfic#I just want them to be sappy today okay#And the long tradition of writing sleep-related fic when I had to get up early
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Pausing on the ask game shenanigans for a while, the new year is going to be busy. But thanks so much to everyone who played with me, it was so much fun and we will definitely do it again sometime.
Ask Agatha
if anyone gets really bored, send me asks for pretty much any of the Agatha All Along characters and I’ll do my best to answer in character.
Yes, you are allowed to be thirsty. No, Agatha will not be nice.
(Putting it here explicitly, also applies to anyone from Killing Eve)
#agatha all along#agatha x rio#agathario#ask agatha#I mean you can still send me asks I just make no promises#And anon is off for now
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New Year Celebration
You first kiss Eve at midnight, to ring in the new year.
Then she tries to run you over.
The year after that, you get engaged.
Then that whole mess in Malta.
You planned to do it properly this year, but now there’s a body on the floor.
Oh well. You can bury it together.
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On Ringing In The New Year
Lilia has done this so many times already.
Jen is brewing potions with real magic for the first time in a hundred years.
Alice is with her mother.
Wanda was planning to let the boys try sparklers this year.
Billy’s having a backyard barbecue and watching the fireworks, wishing his brother were here.
Tommy celebrates alone.
Nicky never knows what year it is.
Natasha is busy saving the world.
Agatha is drunk and feeling sentimental, she’ll steal a single kiss at midnight.
Rio is being kissed by Agatha.
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#LEMONS!!!! Hi!!#Also ugh this kills me#This is a sideblog so I can't follow people#Which is sad but also good because this blog would just be a series of reblogged gifs so quickly I love seeing my babies#killing eve
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Ritual of the Rose Ch 5
New chapter of Ritual of the Rose! Might have a teensy bit of angst
#agatha all along#agatha x rio#agathario#That makes 5 fanfic chapters I've put up over this break#Not too bad#Modern era Rio is always Big Mad
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