strange words, stranger thoughts

consider this. villanelle pulling pranks on eve the kind she pulls for konstantin… playing dead, dressing like her, shooting her in the g- oh wait :(

wlwshipper:

I think about you all the time. I think about what you’re wearing and what you’re doing and who you’re doing it with. I think about what friends you have. I think about what you eat before you work, what shampoo you use or what happened in your family. I think about your eyes, and your mouth, what you feel when you kill someone. I think about what you have for breakfast. I just wanna know everything.

wildnoutinwildemount:

How much you wanna bet Eve doing that only makes Villanelle respect her/want her more?

Eve was over in the kitchen area trying to get towels to stop the bleeding and Villanelle was able to get up and book it out of there. She totally could have gone over there and killed Eve. It would have been pretty simple. But she didn’t. She shot at Eve to get her to stay away and then took off.

Dammit I can’t wait for the next season!

bramble-lee:

“when you are born, you are born not knowing anything. and slowly through experience and through others, you learn about… well, everything. but something i was never taught how to do, was how to love myself. how to take care of myself. how to respect myself. we are taught all the time to be careful with others but we are never taught how to be careful with ourselves. i was always breaking my back for others. clamping down my needs so that others could have their ways. swallowing back words that would cause discomfort for others. and finally, i stayed with the wrong people for so long. people who did not love me, take care of me, or respect me. i fell in love with so many people who did not love me, and i stayed because my heart was pure and cried out for them, like a child, when they were taken away from me. but today is different. today i am different. today i choose me. i am also a person. my mother would weep if she knew all these truths, and i want to live a life she can be proud of. that i can be proud of. one in which i walk away from things that are not right for me, no matter how badly i want them to fit.”

A Story a Day #112 by bramble-lee