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Christmas and it's Eve Ordeal on the Mephistopheles

Dante came out of their room to an oddly-silent Mephistopheles, not a single Sinner speaking or even moving. That had never been a good sign in the past, so reasonably they believed it wasn't one now and warily stepped back into the safety of the Corridor. Faust spotted this and broke what seemed to have been a long-running silence.

"Good morning, Dante. If the Sinners behave themselves through medical check-ups…"

She trailed off there, unable to bother finishing the sentence. Luckily, Dante caught on and finished it for her.

<"Then we can go get each other Christmas gifts?">

Don Quixote bouncing in her seat was the only answer they needed, though they kept watching. Several other Sinners had their eyes light up at the mention of Christmas, while both Gregor and Sinclair looked elsewhere. They also noticed that oddly enough, Vergilius also seemed unhappy. That made sense. Vergil never really liked people being loud or places being crowded, and anywhere around Christmas time was both.

<"Then let's start today's official Limbus Company business. One Thread Luxcavation, one Ticket Luxcavation, and a visit to the Mirror after medical checks. That is everything planned for today. If we finish early enough, I'll let you guys go out shopping in groups.">

The Sinners mostly all cheered, souring Vergil's mood further.

"Charon wants sweets for Christmas," Charon mumbled, starting the Mephistopheles' engine, "Vroom vroom."

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Dante spent most of the Mirror run holding a pen and notepad, opting to ignore Reindeer Ishmael nearly killing N-Meursault with Mind Whip in favor of writing down potential gift ideas. Yeah, yeah, whoops. They'd have Faust heal him next fight. Next fight. Faust, Fluid Sack, Win Rate, Go.

Okay, back to the list. Some Sinners were incredibly simple to plan for. Don Quixote, for example, just get her fixer merch. Done. Rodya would want booze.

Other Sinners were a lot tougher to plan for. Like, what in the world would Hong Lu want? Or Meursault?

Sudden blood on their notepad forced Dante to look up. Right. The Bull. They Forgot About the Bull. They'd have to apologize to Sinclair later for letting him die in such a stupid way.

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No sooner than Dante declaring work over did most of the Sinners rush past them and bail, leaving them with only three others. Sinclair opted to head to the Corridors, so two. Charon also headed back, so one other.

There was no longer a chance Dante could go out shopping. The only one left was Vergil…. But they didn't give up. They flipped to a new notepad page and scribbled a request before showing it to Vergil.

|"Please take me out shopping so I'm not alone,"| was all Dante wrote.

"You're not a child," was Vergil's dismissive response, and Dante whined before writing |"Please?"|

"No."

<"Please?">

"If what you said was "Please", no."

<"Please please please?">

"No."

Still not giving up, Dante wrote something else.

|"How am I supposed to buy sweets for Charon if I can't go out?"|

"Do it yourself."

Dante huffed and tore the page out before crumpling it and throwing it at Vergil's face. Fine. Fine! They'd do it alone!

With that, Dante stepped out of the Mephistopheles and into the cold evening light.

Unbeknownst to them, red eyes followed them.

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Dante's first stop was a nearby antique shop. If questioned, they would absolutely admit they just wanted to look around for themselves. It was true, too. They really did want to just look around. If they saw anything good though? They'd buy it.

Something they'd been keeping secret for a while now was how much they got in their weekly paycheck. They never ate, so they saved most of it in a lockbox under their bed. They only kept small amounts on their person at all times in event of needing to help someone pay or a robbery- Both of which happened with surprising regularity.

While they were wondering if Yi Sang would like another mirror, they heard what was distinctly Gregor's voice and paused.

"Yeah, I can't afford that though, Rodya bud."

Dante held their breath to quell the flame on their head, and then leaned around the shelf to see what he was talking about. Some kind of candle machine? They had no idea what they were looking at.

"Well, how else would you set a menorah?" Rodion asked Gregor, not really looking at it.

"With a lot of difficulty," Gregor grumbled, shaking his bug arm a bit to emphasize his point.

Dante went back around the shelf and exhaled, letting their flame come back to life. They then proceeded to search through the dictionary on their multi-tool device, taking well over twenty minutes to read through everything necessary. By the time they were done, Gregor and Rodion were gone.

Excellent.

Along with the electrical menorah, Dante managed to also find some antique pens, a ship in a bottle, a red compass, a rusty locket, and a jade necklace. They knew exactly who all of these would go to, too: Faust, Ishmael, Ishmael again, Heathcliff, and Hong Lu in that order.

Dante was a little nervous purchasing something on their own for the first time, but it turned out to be a non-issue. They didn't even need to try and speak, simply handing the desired items over and then paying once they were all scanned. They left the antique store humming, unaware of the figure watching nearby.

Next!

The next store they went into wasn't because they wanted to- It was because they wanted to avoid speaking to Faust and Ryoshu on their way back to the Mephistopheles. They knew Faust saw them, that was expected, but prayed that Ryoshu hadn't. They figured they may as well look around while they were here.

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Shopping was going excellently, Dante figured. It was cold now, but they'd gotten nearly everything they'd been considering. Nearly. At no point had they become aware that they were still being followed.

Something in a window caught their figurative eye and they stopped to look. A lone camera sat in the store window, surrounded by all sorts of other doodads. Oh. Oh. They wanted that. They really wanted that.

They knew what a camera was. Meursault had told them in great detail when they'd asked. Having photos of the Sinners- No, the entire team… Sounded great to them. Hell, even pictures of themselves. It would be proof they existed, even if they would one day be forgotten.

Dante didn't realize they'd been staring at the camera for several minutes until they heard a stick snap nearby. They looked away for the source of the sound, but they were alone still. Wary, Dante ducked into the store anyway. They weren't here to buy for themselves. They'd at least look around.

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On the way out, Dante gave a look to the window again and froze. The camera was gone. Someone had bought it when they hadn't been looking. Drat. They couldn't help but let their shoulders droop a bit- They'd really wanted that.

Oh well. It wasn't about them anyway, Dante had to remind themselves. It was for everyone else on the Mephistopheles.

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"Could you take any bloody longer?!"

Heathcliff's reprimand startled Dante badly, with them nearly dropping their bags and train horning.

Once they recovered the little composure they had, they realized Heathcliff was wearing his coat for once. It was really that cold outside.

"C'mon! You're the last one out, Clockface! Were you gonna camp outside or somethin'? Utter loon."

Before Dante could respond, Heathcliff grabbed them by the collar and started dragging. Dante just mimed a sigh and held onto their purchases tightly, listening to Heathcliff describe his day with increasingly colourful language. By the time they'd reached the Mephistopheles, Dante was certain they'd learned at least ten new words and three phrases, all vulgar in nature.

"Found 'em!" Heathcliff announced to the rest of the bus, and Dante sheepishly dipped their head as they boarded.

"It took you too long," Vergil muttered, barely looking up from his book, "Let Faust assign you a babysitter next time."

Dante apologetically stuttered out a whistle before bustling to their own room. They didn't even bother with words that time- Why would it matter? Vergil didn't understand them.

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Once in their room with the door shut and work clothes thrown over There, the fun could start. They'd nabbed wrapping paper and tape from Outis earlier in the week, unintentionally starting a chain of stealing/"borrowing" supplies that ended with three Sinners dead and five sets of supplies ruined. They'd never apologized for it, and it was too late to now. Or was it? Maybe they'd apologize on the gift card tag thing.

For Yi Sang, they'd bought several empty notebooks for him to write and doodle in. They were also sure to buy him a large package of motion sickness pills, knowing very well that he'd need them later. Dante wasn't sure how Yi Sang would take the notebooks, but they'd genuinely had no other ideas. It'd be better than him writing poetry on the bus windows in non-permanent marker. Not that Dante ever complained, but they kind of wanted to be able to read those after one day.

For Faust, the antique pens. Like Yi Sang, Dante was stumped on what to get her for the most part, but the pens reminded them of her. The second object they'd bought had been pricey, easily one of the most expensive things they'd purchased- A telescope. Faust had mentioned exactly once a past penchant for stargazing, and Dante never forgot anything (with two total exceptions, which they would later argue didn't count.). Dante made sure these were wrapped immaculately so that Faust wouldn't find fault with the packaging job…. Hopefully. She probably would. She always did.

For Don Quixote, the easiest Sinner to find gifts for, a mish-mash pile of Color Fixer memorabilia. Pins, stickers, a figure or two, etcetera. The second thing Dante bought was two Snow Leopard plush that bore resemblance to Vergilius, with the colors and bright red eyes that Dante swore would glow when they weren't looking. Don Quixote would get one of these. They could already imagine how happy she'd be.

For Ryoshu, a pack of art supplies. Despite her being an artist, Dante had never actually seen her make art. It was possible they were misunderstanding- Was the violence really the art?- But they took the risk anyway. It couldn't hurt. Maybe it would encourage her to be artistic outside of killing everyone. The other gift, smaller in nature, was a few packs of higher quality cigarettes. They just hoped she wouldn't smoke them on the Mephistopheles.

For Meursault, the best pair of sunglasses they could find. They had absolutely noticed Meursault's poor tolerance for direct sunlight, and despite him never mentioning it, Dante knew it was necessary. That, and a pair of noise-cancelley headphones so he could tune out Ishmael and Heathcliff's regular spats. That was also a wild guess on Dante's part.

For Hong Lu, the jade necklace. Hong Lu had been The Most Difficult Sinner to buy gifts for, bar none, and Dante genuinely had no idea what to buy. The necklace had been purely on a whim. It probably wasn't a real gem, but that hadn't been the point. The second thing Dante bought had been from another instance of accidental eavesdropping. Hong Lu and Sinclair had been discussing trying to raise plants, and Hong Lu offhandedly mentioned red flowers feeling like home. The flowers had been purchased mere minutes afterwards.

For Heathcliff, they started with a rusty locket. Before wrapping it though, Dante got up and cleaned it off to the best of their ability. They didn't really want to gift something dirty. Thankfully, between heating and washing, they managed to get the rust(?) off. Pleased, they packaged it before the other headphones they'd bought. These ones were intended for use at night, when Heathcliff's room was regularly thundering. They hoped these would help at least a little.

For Ishmael, the red compass and the ship in a bottle. She'd been the second easiest to find gifts for, and Dante had no complaints. They were sure Ishmael would know the compass at least was from them- It was a similar color to their head, and Ishmael had once referred to them as like a compass. Dante didn't want to say they were teasing Ishmael, definitely not, but…. They kinda were. As for the ship and bottle, Dante included a little note. |"If you want to pretend this is the Pequod, we can smash it with your shield later!! C:"|. That would cover if Ishmael didn't like it.

For Rodion, booze. Nice and simple. Getting ID'd had almost been a nightmare for Dante, what with theirs not actually showing an age, but it was apparently enough. They figured three bottles of varying types would be enough. The second thing was a few board games. They knew she liked card games, but she left everyone in the dust with them with an unsurprising frequency. Maybe a board game would be more fair to them as a whole? She'd enjoy it regardless.

For Sinclair, a little office cactus. That hadn't been decided on until the previously-mentioned eavesdropping incident. For some reason, a cactus had felt like the correct choice. Maybe Sinclair would put it on a desk or something. Did he have a desk? Probably. If not, he could stick it in the office. The second thing purchased was a big blue scarf. Dante didn't think that needed justification. It made sense.

For Outis, the biggest toolbox they could find. Ever since the Mephistopheles had been worked on to achieve Boat Mode, Dante had taken particular note of how Outis enjoyed doing mechanic work. They wanted to cultivate it, encourage it. Outis wasn't happy often, and they hoped this would make her a little happy. The second purchase that Dante was already regretting was a military grade bugle. She'd threatened so many times to obtain one to wake the Sinners with, and she'd never been allowed to get one. If Dante gave her one, would she actually compliment them instead of being backhanded? They had no idea. They could hope.

For Gregor, the electrical menorah. After all that research, they understood why Gregor hadn't been a Christmas fan. He'd never celebrated it, instead celebrating a different holiday. They'd have to ask Gregor about it in person later. It sounded interesting and their dictionary didn't have nearly enough information for them to be pleased. The other purchase was some simple hairties with ribbons attached. Dante had absolutely no idea how Gregor tied his hair ribbon every day one-handed, so this was an attempt to help out. That, and it'd be fun seeing different colors in Gregor's hair.

For Charon, several boxes of sweets. They'd memorized the boxes of what Charon would most often have, and so got the biggest boxes they could find. The second gift was the other Snow Leopard Vergil plush. She liked stuffed toys if Bongy was anything to go by. She would love this.

For Vergilius… Dante proceeded to spend big money. The joke T-shirt wasn't expensive, and neither were the books (which had just released). No. The big money went to a new pair of glasses for him. Vergil owned a pair of glasses meant to reduce the effects of his eyes, but not only did they work poorly, they'd recently been broken in a "spat" between him and two other Sinners. Needless to say, Dante had hurt badly that day. Did Dante hope Vergil would appreciate them for this? Yes. Would they get it? Absolutely not, but they could dream.

There was one more gift, but they stuck it into their coat pocket. That would be revealed much later.

That was it. They'd finally finished. Now for the second part of their plot. They had wanted to leave gifts on everyone's seats, but if they came out in the morning with nothing, it would be suspicious. Therefore, the plan had two steps. Step one, put ONE of the gifts on each person's seat without waking anyone. Step two, bring the second set out in the morning. They had no plan for if someone noticed that Dante hadn't gotten anything. Maybe they should have bought that camera or something.

Step one nearly went without a hitch. Every seat had a gift or two (or three, in one case) on it, and Dante hadn't woken anyone. The only snag was Outis appearing in the hallway as they were retreating.

<"Morning, Outis,"> Dante nervously tick-tocked, dipping their head down and shoulders up, <"Any reason you're up so late?">

"Early," she corrected, definitely spotting that Dante was being Suspicious™. "Someone needs to be on watch duty, and you don't seem to be doing it, Executive Manager. Please allow me."

<"Go nuts."> Dante answered before quickly tacking on <"Uh, I mean, go ahead. Just uh, don't um.">

They'd ruined it. Squandered it, even.

<"Just leave the gift on your seat alone, okay? That's for the morning. Let me have my one evil plot.">

Outis gave Dante her famed dark smirk before nodding and heading past them. She wouldn't speak up. Good. It hadn't been ruined after all. They could finally go to bed.

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"MANAGER ESQUIRRRREEEE!!! IT HAS BECOME CHRISTMAAAAAAAAS!!!!"

To say Dante fell out of their own bed would be a severe understatement. A more accurate statement would be to say that Dante not only fell out of their own bed but also blared a scream loud enough that the entire bus heard it.

<"DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAIN!"> Dante honked, hiding their face in their hands as if there was something to hide. Their embarrassment? Clear as day.

Don Quixote did not receive this message and hugged them instead.

"It's Christmas! There are gifts! Come, we verily shall go and receive our treasures!"

She then ran out, followed up by Ryoshu cursing and Hong Lu laughing.

Dante heaved a sigh out of their fire export, blowing a flame a foot higher than they normally go. There was a reason they didn't do that outside of their own room.

Time to go and get nothing, they supposed.

Dante threw on some ratty slippers and their coat before grabbing their pile of second gifts and heading out.

<"Good morning!"> they chimed, <"Merry Christmas and if you heard me scream, no you didn't!">

"Huh? Were the ones on our seats not from you?" Rodion asked, which Dante didn't answer. If they could smile, they would be widely grinning while saying absolutely nothing. They didn't notice their clock hands shifting to mimic the evil grin they were imagining.

<"My gifts are right here, Rodya. Here's yours, Donqui-.">

Without waiting for anyone to exchange gifts, Don Quixote started tearing into the one Dante handed her.

"At least wait, lassie!" cried Heathcliff, but he too was ignored in favor of making the wrapping paper on the gift into a ripped mess on the floor.

Dante covered where they thought their ears were just in time for Don Quixote to dissolve into triumphant stuttering and gibberish. They could see her eyes glittering even from across the bus! They'd succeeded. Someone was happy with their gifts. That was all they needed to be happy.

With Don Quixote preoccupied by Dante's one gift, the Sinners started exchanging gifts and tearing them open.

"R-Really, Ryoshu..? A sword…? Where did you even get this..??"

"S.H.U.T. W.T.F.?"

"Don't you "WTF" me, you ungrateful wretch. I know you needed that. Now who thought this miniature horse was funny? I'd like a word with you."

It… Wasn't going well otherwise, huh?

Dante opted to instead start quickly handing out their gifts again, hoping the mood would change.

"A-ha! You heard my request, Executive Manager! I knew you would understand me, thank you!"

Outis brandishing the bugle was terrifying and they still regretted that decision. A little less now, though.

Meursault wordlessly put on the headphones while Heathcliff tried on the locket. Meursault seemed… Pleased? Dante had never seen that expression on Meursault before.

"HOH! BEHOLD THIS LIKENESS OF SIR VERGILIUS!"

Seemed Don Quixote found Dante's other gift, and she was now proudly holding it up like a trophy. Vergil, for what it mattered, didn't seem exceptionally offended by this plush existing in the same realm as him.

"And there is no tag on this gift! A mystery is upon us! Whomst bequeathed this glorious gift upon mineself?!"

No one answered her beyond shrugs and "I dunno"s. Nobody knew except Dante.

"I have a fairly good idea, but it isn't my place to tell," Outis hinted, and Dante was instantly doomed just like that.

"Manager Esquire, is it true?! You've gifted us not once but twice?!"

<"H-how much money do you think I have…?"> Dante whistled, definitely not trying to escape this conversation by backing away.

"Bug guy is crying," Charon stated, and Dante immediately strode forward to see what was going on.

Gregor had found the electric menorah.

<"Happy Hannukah, Gregor,"> Dante chimed, only to be met with the tightest Gregor hug they'd ever gotten. They did not have a complaint about this and returned it with as much strength as they could muster. It wasn't enough. They'd need to work out or something.

Meanwhile, Faust tested her new pens while Ryoshu ripped open her new art supplies. Rodya cheered as she unpacked booze, Sinclair put the scarf on, and Ishmael grimaced while looking at Dante and holding the compass. Yi Sang hugged the bottle of motion sickness pills, Hong Lu modelled the jade necklace, and Charon hugged her Vergil Snow Leopard plush.

Dante was utterly thrilled, but it didn't end there. The Sinners and Charon seemed to notice a theme (Dante's gifts being good) and intentionally focused their gifts now.

"Hey, I wanted a plant! Thanks, Dante…"

"I do not recall informing you that I enjoyed stargazing. You will have to tell Faust when I said that. This is not a complaint."

"Finally, some good smokes. A.F.T."

"……" (Meursault did not say anything, instead putting the sunglasses on and testing them by looking outside the window. He was pleased again.)

"Something to project my thoughts onto without causing a disturbance… I quite enjoy these yellow covers as well. You have my thanks, Dante."

"Card games! Who wants to make bets on Uno?! Dante, this rocks!"

"… Dante, my shield isn't a good weapon for this. We can use that idiot's bat. Shatter this to pieces. Thanks."

"Manager bud, you're spoiling us! I've needed some of these!"

"Executive Manager, I don't remember giving you permission to read my mind! How did you know?!"

"These are lovely, Dante."

"Oh, hell yeah. No more of that shite noise. Dante, you right cunt, how much did you spend on these?"

"Candy. Thank you, Clockhead."

Dante had rocketed past cloud 9 and into Heaven itself for a few minutes, gaining a halo and being one with the universe. They dropped back down to mortal level when they realized someone still hadn't touched their gifts. Vergilius.

<"Hey Vergil, I got you stuff too!"> they pointed out (literally), but Vergil huffed, clearly uninterested.

<"I spent real money on that!! You're going to like it!">

Faust dutifully translated, but Vergil still seemed doubtful.

"Joke gifts are not gifts, Danteh."

Dante was confused until they remembered the first gift they'd bought him, and--- Wait.

<"HOW THE HELL DO YOU KNOW WHAT I BOUGHT YOU?!">

Another translation, and Vergil rolled his eyes.

"I distinctly recall you wanting someone to go with you. I wasn't aware you wanted your hand held like a child."

Oh. OH. He'd SEEN them buy that. No wonder!!

<"Okay, fine, but the others aren't joke gifts, prommie!">

"… Prommie?" Heathcliff repeated in confusion, wondering who Dante got that off of.

"You really prommie?" Gregor added, egging Dante on to repeat the silly word.

<"Why are you making fun of me? I do promise!">

The conversation turned into a debate, judge and jury battling it out on if "Prommie" was a real word and if it should be used on company territory. Dante stopped paying attention to it within seconds, their full attention on Vergil slowly opening his gifts.

It was worth it. Watching Vergil's eyes widen and slightly light up made the entire world worth having. Dante typewriter dinging in victory immediately made him resume his usual dead expression, but even Vergil couldn't suppress a wry smile.

"Dante. How much. Did you spend on these?"

<"You don't wanna know.">

"Know what, Manager bud?"

<"Don't worry about it.">

When Dante looked back, Vergil had already put the glasses on. Not a single bit of glow outside of them! Another ding, and Dante gave him a thumbs up.

It helped that Vergil with glasses was incredibly hot, not that they'd ever admit that under any kind of torture in a million years.

"…. I appreciate the novels, but I should kill you."

He'd found the joke t-shirt.

"Dante, you know we got you gifts, right? You're not just ignoring them? I'll start chucking cards at you, you know."

They had?! Where?!?!

There was a stack of gifts sitting on their seat that Dante had completely overlooked, and they immediately tore into them like a child on… Well, you know. Because it was Christmas.

Were most of the gifts useless and also goofy? Yes. Absolutely. They had no need for a fireproof reindeer headband or fake kk tattoos, but that didn't matter. They'd been thought about and given physical things.

One gift left after a few minutes. Dante wasn't sure who it was from, admittedly, since it wasn't labelled. It wasn't big, easily holdable, but they had no idea what it WAS and so tore it open carefully.

<"I wanted this!!"> Dante cheered, admiring the camera from the store window with unanticipated glee, <"Thanks Vergie!">

"Don't call me that. Now explain why I am "Not allowed near industrial grade machinery", Dante."

Dante looked up to Vergil holding up the offending t-shirt, a single eyebrow raised and waiting for an answer.

"Any day now. Nice and loud for everyone to hear. Why?"

Dante took a photo instead of answering before standing back up. A pause, and then Dante took a picture of the Sinners. That would get hung up in their room. No, wait. One last thing.

<"I have one more announcement!">

The Sinners shut up and looked to Dante, expecting something earth-shattering. They would be right in a moment.

Dante pulled out the gift card they'd bought.

<"Who wants HamHamPangPang?">

The cheers from the Sinners were audible down the street. Merry Christmas and Happy Hannukah.

#writing tag #limbus company #dante lcb #project moon #Happy Holidays #im not tagging everyone #i would rather explode 16 times #every sinner and charon and vergie #this is the longest one ive written i think. i beat 4k in this oneshot

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give-that-wolf-a-pistachio · 9 months

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Roll Call Killing Eve blogs

because i need more blogs to follow with KE content, I would love it if you'd reblog and answer the questions below so I can get to know you better :3 (of course all my mutuals are more than welcome to answer them too, obviously!)

What made you start watching KE?

In real life, are you more an Eve or Villanelle?

What character would you write out of the show if you could and why?

What's your favorite episode?

Which story arch was your favorite?

How many times have you rewatched the series?

Do you have any KE fan merch?

Favorite Villanelle accent/persona?

If you have to choose: V in suits or dresses?

Favorite quote from the show?

Favorite kill?

Which scene did you laugh at the loudest/hardest?

Do you think Eve kissing V on the bus was calculated to throw her off her guard or was it a moment of desire?

Which fandom were you really obsessed with before KE?

Has a new obsession thrown KE from its throne by now and if so what is it?

Favorite Villanelle outfit?

One thing about KE you haven't talked enough about yet? Go!

Team E or V?

Favorite sidekick?

Favorite episode title?

#killing eve #villanelle #eve polastri #q&a #ask game

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chestnutelm122 · 5 months

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Not the AMC calling Villanelle and Eve “frenemies” in their merch page and the Killing Eve IG account posting after being MIA since that shit series finale just to post this. Like, these two women clearly devoured each other’s faces and most probably fucked in the van and YOU’RE CALLING THEM FRENEMIES?!

The audacity of this bitch, really, is astounding idk whether to laugh or send Villanelle on them 😂

PS: no I won’t be adding a link to their website. Go find it yourself if you want them, but I ain’t buying that shit, no thank you ma’am.

#killing eve #villanelle #villanelle deserved better #Villaneve #eve polastri #villanelle x eve #is laura neal still alive #im seriously still so fucking salty about the ending #im never moving on from this shit ending #thanks for ruining killing eve for me laura neal #jodie comer #sandra oh

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tokusaatsus · 2 years

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Hi,hi!!! Congrats to you!!! Fir the prompt event, can I ask for #8 + kohaku???? Thank youuuu

OUKAWA KOHAKU + 8: who let you look so cute?

warnings: minor allusions to killing (canon-typical df activities)

“Y/N-han, I dunno if this is such a good idea…”

“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine.” You grin brightly at him, and Kohaku feels the butterflies that lay dormant in his stomach come to life, as they usually do whenever you’re around him.

You’re on another one of you and Aira’s self-imposed missions to get Kohaku and Hiiro better assimilated into the modern world. And since Alkaloid oh so conveniently has a practice scheduled today, it’s just you and Kohaku alone.

Not that you’re complaining! You absolutely adore spending time with Kohaku, and you really owe Aira one for this. Maybe you can get him that Eve merch he was talking about last week…

“So, ya never really told me where we were goin’?” Kohaku prompts, and you brighten.

“Oh, yeah! Today I’m going to teach you about the wonders of purikura!” Tah-dah! You do jazz hands as you stand in front of the photo booth. Kohaku levels you with a slightly confused look and you tut. “Ah, but you have to experience it for yourself to see what I mean. Let’s go!”

You shove him into the booth and he goes easily, though not without some bafflement. After a few moments of tampering with the settings, you hit the button. “‘Kay, now smile~”

“H-huh?”

The bright flash goes off 5 times in quick succession, and you grin as you lean forwards to view the screen. There, immortalised, is Kohaku with his eyes wide and his lips parted in an ‘o’ shape. You coo. “Who let you look so cute today!?”

Kohaku turns the same colour as his hair. It feels wrong, for you to describe him with that word. ‘Cute’ is reserved for things like puppies and kittens and normal teenage boys like Love-han. Not someone with blood on their hands, like him.

But you smile at him as you hit print, and then there are two matching strips clutched in your hands. “Look!” You wave the strip in his face. “Now we match! We should take more photos,” You add. “To commemorate your cuteness!”

Kohaku lets out a scoff but doesn’t contradict your words, instead choosing to tug you closer as you pose for the camera. “Smile~”

(And later if he sticks the strip of photos where you’re blushing as his lips meet your cheek into the clear plastic of his phone case, well, that’s his business.)

notes!

WC: 399 words

reze txt purikura stands for ‘print club’ in jp, it’s basically the photobooth things u see in arcades ahah anyways! this prompt is soooo adorable i love kohakyun w all my heart <33 hope u enjoyed it!

#⭐️...reze's 100 follower event!#✒️...scribbles!#oukawa kohaku x reader #enstars x reader #oukawa kohaku #crazy:b #enstars

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ohanny · 1 year

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i finally got to sit down and enjoy so here is cutie pie 2 you episode 3 reaction/recap mess :'D

ok i just typed it into youtube search bar and i saw the 3/4 thumbnail of nuer and syn and am screaming already so that's great

zee's hands are large and i am not sure what i should do with this information

kuea exactly how big of a dumb dumb do you feel like right now?welcome to being an adult, where you can have both marriage and a career wow

i am so glad lian is so chill like yes king, communicate, explain to this dumb dumb we are out of high school (also i am glad this is like a 4 episode arc because you know if this was a full 12 episode season this drama would have been milked for hours)

zee's jawline makes me feel things and stuff

kuea is an adorable baby though, practicing his stage presence

lian and yi ahahahaha

WHEN ARE WE GETTING TAEKWONDO MASTER KON DIAO PLS

bitches do love a good montage. i am bitches.

will these two ever get any cooking done on these counters

oh they are actually planning a barbie dream wedding together. this is such character development. but nooo, is kon diao out of a job now? YOU DID GREAT SWEETIE

lian is working double time being both a dad and a daddy, someone give this man a raise

kuea: i am saving myself for marriage

lian: while i respect your decision, i will make it very difficult

that is going to be one cold shower

whoever swoops max's hair like that also needs a raise

diao: we are so early we're lucky the employees got here first

yi: lian commented on me being late once so now i have the neurotic need to add all potential events from a mechanical breakdown to car sex into the estimated travel time

diao: why are u like this?

diao: i'm just a babyyyy

yi: when did i ever scold you

diao: *whips out a receipt so long you'd think we're watching one of those extreme coupon-ing shows*

wayyyy to change a subject yi

to be fair, if he said my name in the "nong diao" tone i would marry his scolding (hot) ass and red flag trust myself to change this man for the better over time

still holding onto a hope of a grey's anatomy wedding switcheroo :')

diao lowkey pissed about the most unromantic proposal ever

i am not looking at poppy's thighs i swear

when has foei ever been okay lol

the way i thought kuea was wearing taylor swift "blank space" merch for a second there hahahaha

lmfao these two literally have zero clue about what is going on in their own wedding

lian: yi will be here soon

yi: has been there for 5 hours at this point

diao you smol boba ball alskdlaaslkdfj

syn has a cute pout and bangs that tickle his eyeballs and i will literally physically fight anyone who says one bad word against him. i don't care he's fictional. he is my precious.

literally everyone at this wedding:

foei knows he done fucked up and oh my god, diao officially pulls the best disgusted faces in this show. mention mustard yellow and he looks like you killed his dog.

OH MY GOD DID THEY REALLY JUST PUT NUER AND SYN AT A KID'S TABLE IN THE BACKGROUND?! THE INJUSTICE!

look at these boys actually participating in planning their own wedding the day before

lian: fix this or you are fired

kuea: babe <3

foei: i love how my financial security is a joke to you all

NUER AND FLOWERS pls it is a crime this couple gets no attention because obviously they be coupling better than anyone

WHY IS DIAO AIR SWIMMING OUT OF THE SHOT WHAT IS GOING ON AHAHAHA

nuer and syn making up excuses to ditch their friends as if they would notice if they suddenly disappeared at this point ◔_◔

i love how yi is just like that's it, i don't want to be sober anymore

OOOH so they didn't just wanna fuck this is a bachelor party, yes yes, i get it now :D

kuea surprised his best friends showed up at his wedding like did you actually invite anyone?!?! how?!?!?!

nuer: i am healed

syn: and i am honest lalalalalala

are you even besties (derogatory) if you don't do synchronized wine sipping at an abandoned pool on the eve of a wedding and express your emotions in the most businesslike manner ever?

again, i do not have eyes and thus am incapable of noticing max's thighs

EVEN THEIR TOES ARE ANGLED IN A PERFECT MIRROR IMAGE

lian: i am the happiest man on the planet right now

yi: lol let me try and change that

THEY FLUFFED MAX AND GAVE HIM STUBBLE :)))))

oh yi you need therapy

not nuer and syn and their evening prayers and a pillow wall because of course there is only one bed and no blankets because why would there be

me: you know he can't just kiss it better every time

diao: shhh

ooooh, early season one confident gay nuer making a bold comeback

biting my first, screaming, crying.... you have no idea how excited i am about tutor and yim having their own series

YIM LOOK AT YOU *jumps out the window*

damn nuer, you and your... lessons ˙ᵕ˙

so when is their show dropping anygays? asking for a friend.

STOP INTERRUPTING THEM FOR COMEDIC EFFECT YOU COWARDS

ooooooh just casually stargazing here, by the ocean, on a blanket nailed down with lit candles as one does, like a sexy fire hazard

yes, lian is making this waiting for our wedding thing very hard

also zee is like a schrödinger's twink or something because give that man a polo and he looks like a stiff wind could knock him over but have him take his shirt off and suddenly it is laundry day helloooooooo

how on earth can all these people unbutton shirts one handed like what is this skill and on which level of gay do i unlock it???

lian: can i play with you instead?

kuea: hiaaa

gravity: oops ◔w◔

as someone who has done it on a beach let me tell you no amount of blanket will protect you from sand. anakin skywalker hated it for fucking REASON so for once i am going to say keep those pants on, it is not worth it

yes. you do not want a chafed raw booty crack for your actual wedding night.

okay i said you can have a marriage and a career but if i had zee promising to make me the happiest person in the world i would straight up forget cosmic-exo hahahahaha

oh. my. god. they will be in the rain. wet.

... WAIT A FUCKING SECOND.

WEREN'T WE SUPPOSED TO SEE PERTH IN THIS?

DID I HALLUCINATE THE TEASER AT THE END OF THE LAST EPISODE?

SHOW PERTH YOU COWARDS!

#cutie pie the series #cutie pie 2 you #episode reaction recap whatever #tutor and yim are coming for my throat #i do love the sweet taste of proper communication

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gloryride · 10 months

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WIP Wednesday

Tagged by the amazing @wanderingaldecaldo, who killed me with her wip smut ♥

Still have my Virgile x Eve to write, still need translation phase, so just this for now :

"You're a man full of surprises." He shrugged without looking at her, hesitant. "In a good or bad way?" "You tell me. Surprise me." His azure gaze turned to Evelyn at his side. Leaning against the railing, her head back with that malicious look, she threw him a sensual challenge. He wanted to tighten her in his arms, to kiss her, now! Virgile approached with a caress on her cheek with his fingertips, his heart beating wildly. Finally, their lips met in a tender, yet passionate kiss. She smelled a combination of champagne, cigarettes, and a sweet perfume, all of which bewitched him.

Otherwise, i still have my corpo merch to release one day, bc i'm lazy af to finish my own stuff

(soon, i hope)

#wip wednesday #sometimes i write #sometimes i mod #cyberpunk 2077 #evelyn parker #oc : virgile sarto

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pussypopstiel · 4 months

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It’s so sad killing eve used to be such a live and fun Fandom, probably the best I was ever in but after the fourth season got finished airing , everyone basically took down their blogs and burned all of their killing eve merch. You’ll see why if you watch it all of the way through 🙃

Im so scared. What are we doing to our beautiful queens(tv shows)

#my silly little posts #i remember the killing eve fandom being so active too thats why im so surprised #ask #maybe its cause im in a fandom that hates 60% of the canon of the show #but how do u just abandon something bc its ending is unsatisfying. thats prime bitching material for fandom

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jjsnts · 2 years

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You know why I'm here. You want this as much as I do | Killing Eve Collection

check these out on https://www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/113076873

#killing eve #killing eve merch #redbubble #villanelle #Eve Polastri #sandra oh #jodie comer #oksana astankova #villaneve #tote bag #t-shirt #shirt #mug #notebook #pin #pouch #iphone case #pillow #cap

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phanfictioncatalogue · 4 months

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Fics With Titles That Start With K (3) Masterlist

part one, part two

kamikaze (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: For most pirates, the Isle of Riches would sound very appealing. Not for Dan, who got too close to it and witnessed its secrets. Months later, he gets himself taken prisoner aboard Phil’s ship. He’s obnoxious, flirty, and generally a pain in the ass to all on board. But when he gets injured and is forced to let his guard down, Phil finds that Dan isn’t all that he makes himself out to be.

keep quiet (ao3) - calvinahobbes

Summary: This feels indulgent in a way he hasn’t felt in a while. He’s tired after a night of being social, tallying up points and arguing with Phil and their friends about which countries had the best Eurovision songs, booing and complaining when their favorite didn’t win. And he’s sweaty from sleeping in close quarters. But he can’t bring himself to stop the building arousal between them.

keep the glasses on (ao3) - pasteldanhowells

Summary: Dan has always been insecure about wearing his glasses in public, and he's kept it from his best friend for as long as he's had his glasses. Unfortunately one evening, his cover is blown when Phil stops by.

keep your feet on the ground (when your head's in the clouds) (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Dan meets Phil at a party, except he doesn't really know that it's Phil.

Kentucky Roads (ao3) - howellesterfics

Summary: a very late smutty tour bus fic that i started in august and totally forgot about. it’s 3 am and dan is unreasonably turned on. featuring some light sexting

Kickstart My Heart (ao3) - phantasticworks (steddieworks)

Summary: Phil is having the worst flight of his life until he isn't.

Based on something Phil said in his recent liveshow.

kill dil (ao3) - calvinahobbes

Summary: “Should we kill Dil?” (A fic about YouTube and planning and making decisions.)

Kind Of Similar (ao3) - cafephan

Summary: It’s kind of like 2009, they are apart again and spending hours staring through cameras at each other - just that Skype is as dead as the fringes and Dan is touring the world - but apart from that, practically identical.

Kindness (at the End) (ao3) - lovestillaround

Summary: A story about the Christmas Eve, a wooden chest left by Phil on the kitchen table, and a mission to get the key.

Kings - crescendohowell

Summary: Dan and Phil jokingly nominate each other for homecoming King and the entire school ships it

King of Fools - silverluminosity

Summary: Dan and Phil’s April Fools’ pranks go a little too far and cause them to venture into some previously unexplored territory.

king of packed lunches (ao3) - watergator

Summary: phil wants to be a TikTok Mom™

kinky week (ao3) - dizzy

Summary: It's like spooky week, but instead of videos and scary games I'm just writing five really* kinky things.

Kintsukuroi (ao3) - Silent_kill_joy

Summary: That's the most beautiful thing in the world:

When two people become fluent in choosing each other...

-Hb

Kiss It Better (ao3) - intoapuddle

Summary: Dan could keep doing this for hours, if it didn’t tire him out. Maybe even then, he could, because there’s something about hearing and feeling this lustfulness from Phil that makes it easy to let go of everything else.

kiss me in the dark tonight (ao3) - dizzy

Summary: Dan's selling merch for a local dj and crushing on the dj's brother

kiss me just to kiss me (ao3) - calvinahobbes

Summary: Phil knows it’s serious. He knows he’s serious about Dan in that way he gets about people because he is so painfully afraid of messing things up. Dan came all this way just to see him, but he didn’t come all this way just to see him, and the least Phil can do is show him a good time.

Kiss-Me-Quick (ao3) - strawberrysunflower

Summary: “I should be lounging out on a beach right now.”

“You can lounge out on a beach! Look, the Golden Mile’s down there. Only watch out for donkeys. And stray Stella cans.”

It’s probably not the greatest advertisement of the town, Phil realises. Who needs Portugal when you can come to Costa Del Blackpool instead?

kissing on the kitchen floor, our friendship up against the ropes (ao3) - glasseslouis

Summary: it's 2009, dan still can't fully comprehend that he's sat in phil's bedroom filming pinof, and they decide to indulge themselves.

kitchen counter (ao3) - ordanary (ghostsofjersey)

Summary: Phil asks Dan to come up north with him for Christmas, some realizations are made in the kitchen, and now Nigel owes Kath twenty pounds.

Kitchen Tiles (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: He regrets not realizing sooner, he regrets not listening to his heart more closely, he regrets not picking up on a single one of the countless little but painstakingly clear signs, regrets not being honest with himself until now. But it’s of no use, because it is what it is, and all they have now is a few weeks. After all the months and years, now all they have is weeks.

Knew I'd Find You Again (ao3) - AnironSidh

Summary: In the twilight of the Russian Empire, the younger son of Czar Nigel Lestov finds an unlikely friend in a kitchen boy with a very different past. Philip Lestov has no idea what is to come, this future with his new friend stretching out as far as he can see, and Daniel Howlov gets a glimpse at a world so far from his own.

know what you want (ao3) - dizzy

Summary: Dan is home, for now at least.

Koi No Yokan (ao3) - cold_cereal

Summary: Phil proposes to Dan.

#phanfictioncatalogue #phanfic #phan #phanfiction #masterlists #ficsk #ficsk masterlist

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