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“I’m so sorry. Please, please let me touch you. Please, it's all I’ve ever wanted.” She clawed through the carpet. She dragged herself up the last steps, almost honest at last, to her own dismay.
Margo’s face was expressionless, though her voice was wickedly animated as she clapped and teased, “Good girl! Finally something Sarah Siddens-worthy out of you. I almost believe those tears.”
Yes, Margo would love this. Margo would get off on seeing someone adore her to the point of abjection. After all, why else would she have let Eve come home with her that first night?
“Please let me make you feel good. I just want to make you feel good.” She feared Margo would recognize the awful truth in her performance.
“Is that all you want? No, I think you’re too selfish for that, Eve.” Margo pouted. Then, in Bill’s director voice, “Don’t stop crying, I’m still not convinced that you’re sorry.”
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Eve begging and sobbing and crying and screaming and throwing up (not actually) and crawling and begging <3
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what the karen/eve scene at bill's party would've been if the hays office hadn't been COWARDS.
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“I really want to do something special for you. I really want to make you feel as good as you’ve made me feel. Since you’ve been so unsatisfied, I mean.” She knew she could no longer conceal her throbbing, pounding animal excitement; prayed that Karen was too enthralled now to notice the violent nature of her feeling -- the overwhelming, itchy need to tear her apart.
“Sweet thing,” Karen chuckled fondly, striking the benevolent attitude she must always fall into with Eve. “I confess, I did wonder about you… Would you like to kiss me again?”
Eve nearly lunged at her, her grasp at her facade growing weaker with every passing second. She gathered her restraint and pressed their lips together gently. She licked softly at Karen’s lips, and her mouth opened.
She imagined she could taste Margo in it.
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aka the doppelganger sex retelling you've (i've) been waiting for!!
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It struck her one evening, when she noticed a cigarette butt missing from her nightstand ashtray: there was a stranger living in her house. There was a stranger living in her house, who wore her hand-me-downs and spoke like her and walked like her, and looked -- more and more every day -- like her. Perhaps she should’ve felt invaded. She felt fury. Beautiful, young Eve had shown up a blank slate, and stolen Margo’s self out from under her feet. And no one had noticed, not even her. Margo could eat her alive.
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“I put so much faith in you, and you let me down. Not only that, but you put me in the line of fire. How can I really trust you again?”
Her exasperation made him want to fucking die.
“Let me prove it to you. Give me an order, ask me anything.”
Gerri was quiet. Thoughtful?
“What else are you? I wanna hear it come out of your own mouth for once, maybe then it’ll sink in”
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Eve could sense a shift as they cleaned themselves up. Smoothed out their satin and reapplied their lipstick, and tried to stand straight. There was no coming back from this once they stepped out into the world. Everyone could see something happened. In the mirror, even Margo, perfectly composed Margo, couldn’t put herself back together completely. Her hair still matted and sticky in places, pink blotches still staining her cheeks and neck, and bruises on her throat.
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go, and sin no more by PoeticallyIrritating for bound1996
Fandoms: Die! Die! My Darling! | Fanatic (1965)
05 Feb 2026
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Patricia's captivity strains her.
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The Witching Hour by WildandWhirling
Fandoms: Rebecca - Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca - Levay/Kunze
12 Mar 2021
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3 AM in the morning, and no sign of going to sleep. Giving a long, drawn out sigh that seems to come from her soul, she raises herself out of bed. She pulls her dressing gown around her, the white, flowing garment feeling too light for the cold, but not having anything else to use instead (and not wanting to retreat into her closet to find a thicker coat), pulling on her slippers. This will just be a walk, she tells herself, to clear her head.
The second Mrs. de Winter finds herself unable to sleep one night, finding herself pulled to Rebecca's room.
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