Jun 27
no pride month without a little danbecca 🏳️🌈
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no pride month without a little danbecca 🏳️🌈
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Reposting of old, experimental Rebecca fanart onto this acc don't mind me-🫣
"I don't like other people touching my things. And you're mine, aren't you, Danny?" (x)
Love Rebecca not being a ghost story, but like, not for a lack of trying on Danny's part
kara lane (off-west end mrs. danvers) on the biggest challenge for playing the role
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my favorite thing about Pia Douwes as Mrs. Danvers is how well she conveys that Rebecca is still very much with Danny, how real she is to her, how Danny seems to be looking past the present and into the past, straining to catch a fleeting glimpse of Rebecca or a whisper of a voice. there are moments, especially when she sings "Nein, man sieht sie nicht/Doch ich spür, sie ist hier und lebt noch" and "Wenn der Abend beginnt, singt der Wind," that it seems she really does perceive her, turning her head to listen or casting her eyes about. it's so good and Pia seems to have *such* a good grasp on this character.
Danbecca inspired by @gayvillainera amazing fic and the art of @defyinmavity ♥️
Had I not clapped my hand over my mouth so firmly it hurt, I would have drawn attention to myself with the gasp that escaped me. Mrs de Winter was sitting on the edge of the bed in her dressing gown. Her braided hair fell down almost to her waist. She had wrapped one hand around the bedpost, steadying herself. As I watched, Mrs de Winter stretched out one of her long legs, still in their stockings.
“Danny.” The obvious command in her tone made me blush, just as it always did when she addressed me in the same way.
I was in the mood to write a smutty little oneshot and it‘s up on Ao3 now: She Despised All Men. Hope you enjoy!