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  1. Public Bookmark 93

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    Eve develops an oral fixation. The cure is not quite what she had been expecting or hoping for.

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    20 May 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 67

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    this is why we can't have nice things, darling

    ( eve goes ahead and hops out of the frying pan only to launch herself straight into the fire. post-s1 fic, told entirely through phone calls. working title in my gdocs was "the one with all the problematic phone sex" )

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    25 Mar 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 89

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    Villanelle’s vanity begs musings committed to her name. Eve’s curiosity widens its maw just at the thought. These things go hand in hand — marry all the better with a bottle of wine to split between them.

    i.e. a drunken game of truth or dare

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    14 Jan 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 83

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    Eve is working as a journalist for a local newspaper. She is also going through a divorce and has been sexually frustrated for years.

    Oksana has a sex shop.

    Do I really have to say more? I guess it's clear where this is going.

    [That AU I always wanted to write]

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    13 Jan 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 47

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    There’s a flash of hurt? regret? something? in Villanelle’s eyes before they harden again and she tilts her chin up. “Do it again.”

    Eve doesn’t move. “Do what?”

    “Touch yourself.” Villanelle leans one shoulder against the bookshelf. Crossings one ankle over the other. Watches. Eve thinks about the bus, earlier, about the gasps of the people standing there and the pure performance of it all. She locks eyes with Villanelle and she--

    She does it. She slides her hand back into her pajama pants, past her underwear. Eve swears Villanelle’s eyes go black when Eve’s hand starts moving.

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