#sorry charline

[dykeseinfeld]

clueless is like one of the strangest teen movies ever i genuinely don't understand how it is as popular as it is. like it's good don't get me wrong but its surrealism is on the level of bottoms sometimes like step back at any single moment and it's fucking crazy

[brechtian]

puts a yellow warning label on all my book recs that says in big bold block letters what I prioritize in fiction is 1) prosody 2) form 3) tension

[cevansbrat0007]

Sugar Fix

Summary: Your poor attempt at a joke lands you in hot water with your man. Takes place directly after the events in Sweet Tooth and Sweet Tooth Deluxe.

Warnings: Mature Themes, Smut, Ari Being A Menace, Brat!Reader, Discussions of Poor Body Image, Arguing, Manhandling, Mentions of Punishment, Spanking, Pussy Spanking, Spanking, Oral Sex (fem rec), Cursing, Minors DNI

A/N: Written for @writer84. Part of my Sweet Renegades Series. Semi-proofread, not beta'd. All mistakes are my own. Likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated. Thanks for reading!

“God, that was good.” You lean back in your seat, lazily stretching your arms over your head. Your man smiles as he dutifully picks up your plate before briefly giving into temptation long enough to press a tender kiss against your lips. 

“Mm.” Ari hums low in his throat as he repeats the action once more. “Glad you enjoyed it, baby. Still find it hard to believe that you’d never had chocolate chip pancakes before today.”

“Hey! You promised you wouldn’t make fun of me.” You pout, reaching out to swat his perfectly sculpted ass, which was now unfortunately hiding beneath a pair of black sweatpants. At least he’d forgotten to put on a shirt.

Mostly because you were wearing it. 

“And I’m not.” Your man chuckles while adding your dishes to the growing pile in your sink. “I’d never do something so foolish. Especially since we only just made up.” He tosses a wink at you over his shoulder. 

Yeah, and that was mostly your fault.

“I am really sorry about that.” You murmur, feeling a twinge of regret over having subjected your man to several days of the silent treatment. “I should’ve talked to you about that whole business with Charline.” 

“Water under the bridge, baby.” 

Resting your chin on your hand, you watch as your bounty hunter busies himself with filling the sink with hot water and dish soap. Some days it still floored you that you were seeing a man who didn’t put up a fuss about cooking. Or cleaning for that matter.  

“I just meant that I’m in no hurry to have you toss me out on my ass again just yet.” He continues while sudsing up one of the new sponges you’d left laying on the counter. “That’s all I was saying, little Bird.”

“Well that wouldn’t be very hospitable of me, now would it?” You’re quick to counter, allowing your gaze to drop to your bare knees. “Seeing as you were kind enough to break into my home and cook me breakfast.”

“I had a key.” He snorts dismissively. 

“Yeah, one that you stole!” You fire back, doing your best to hide your grin. “From me!”

“What the hell does any of that matter if you were already gonna–” He cuts himself off with a shake of his head before deciding to change tactics. “Look sweetheart, if you wanna argue about semantics can you at least wait until we’re both naked?” 

“I guess so.” Comes your breezy reply as you fiddle with the hem of Ari’s t-shirt. Granted the fit was much too big for you, but it didn’t change the fact that you loved how wearing it made you feel. There really was something to be said for being surrounded by the heady scent of your man. 

“Thank you.” Ari grunts before returning his attention to the stack of dishes in need of a good scrub. “Did you have enough to eat? Can’t have you wastin’ away on me.”

“Sure did.” You beam at him, content to sit back and enjoy the view. No man should be allowed to look that flippin’ sexy while doing simple household chores.

“Good.”

“To be honest, I didn’t even realize I was that hungry until I took that first bite. I suppose that’s what I get for not really eating…” You trail off when Ari turns toward you, his piercing blue eyes locking with yours. “...much over the last couple days.” 

Your pulse speeds up as you watch your Bounty Hunter brace his still-wet hands on the edge of the counter. Which is when you belatedly realize that you probably should’ve kept that tidbit of information to yourself. 

“Little Bird?” 

“Yes, sugar?” You can’t help but wince at the way he says your name. Even still, you decide to stand up, hoping to distract him from the direction his thoughts were taking. “Want some help drying those plates? Because I don’t mind–”

“When was the last time you ate something?” He cocks his head to the side, almost like he’s studying you while he waits for your answer. “And before you get cute on me, baby, I’m talkin’ about before today.”

You can feel yourself physically wilt as you weigh your options. While you tended to believe that honesty was the best policy, sometimes being too honest had the tendency to get you in trouble with your man. 

“I had some toast the other–”

“A full meal.” Ari swiftly interrupts, clearly not in the mood to mince words.

“Well, if you really must know…” Crossing your arms over your chest, you prepare to stand your ground. “I haven’t found myself with much of an appetite lately.” You sniff, ignoring the way his nostrils flare. “Probably on account of our tiff.”

Okay, now that was absolutely true. Because whether this man realized it or not, he had a knack for always making sure you ate at least one proper meal before the day’s end. With him out of the picture, you hadn’t really had any desire to eat. 

Instead of responding, Ari turns to stare out the window, quietly sucking on his teeth as he does. You knew without asking that he was working to rein in his temper before he spoke again, lest he say the wrong thing and start another fight.  

“C’mon Beast, it’s really not a big deal.” You shrug, biting your thumb as will him to cast a glance your way. “Besides, I’m pretty sure these hips could stand to miss a meal or two.” 

While it was certainly a poor attempt at levity, you felt that one of you had to do something to lighten the mood. You startle when Ari suddenly throws down the sponge into the sink, sending water splashing everywhere. 

You watch him slowly dry his hands with a nearby towel before tossing it aside in favor of bridging the distance between you. Good sense and the need for self-preservation has you backing up; however, you scarcely make it two steps before you feel your butt collide with your kitchen table. But your bounty hunter doesn’t stop moving until he’s standing directly in front of you.

“What was that?” He asks without an ounce of friendliness in his tone. In fact, his question comes out sounding more like a dare than anything else. “I reckon I’m a little hard of hearing these days.”

Later, you would kick yourself for taking the bait. 

“Ahem.” Clearing your throat, you can’t help but notice the clench of his jaw. “I said that these hips – my hips – could probably stand to miss a meal.” You repeat, giving him your best prim and proper tone. 

Sometimes the facts weren’t up for discussion. 

Moving with a speed that belies his size, Ari manages to wrap one brawny arm around your waist before using his considerable strength to pin you face down against the kitchen table. Shocked by this sudden mistreatment, you open your mouth fully prepared to protest, only to snap it shut the moment you feel a cool breeze ghost across your bare backside. 

“Try again, sweetheart.” The lawman grunts before delivering a hearty smack to your ass, eliciting a rather undignified screech from you. “Oh? I’m afraid I still didn’t quite catch that.” 

“There’s no need to act like a brute!” You cry as you struggle against his impossible hold. “It’s not right for you to–ahh fuck!” You damn near lose it when his heavy palm connects with your traitorous cunt, the sound of the wet slap echoing throughout the room. 

In that very moment, that sweet bite of pain had never felt so good.   

“Ah, sweetness.” Ari coos, a hint of mocking laughter curling around his tone. “Could’ve sworn I’d fucked some sense into you earlier this morning. Are you tellin’ me my work still isn’t done?” 

You think back to something he’d said when he was busy fucking you senseless. He’d said, or snarled as it were, that you needed a Sir or a Daddy to help keep you in line. At the time you’d assumed that he’d simply got caught up in the heat of the moment. But now… 

Apparently it takes you too long to answer because his next smack has you rising on your toes.  You clench your thighs together, desperate to ignore your body’s response. Although it does little to stop your man from wedging a proprietary hand between them anyway.

“Now is not the time to go quiet on me, little Bird.”

He gently cups your most intimate flesh before expertly parting your messy folds with his thick fingers. A soft cry escapes when he lightly pinches your swollen clit, making your hips buck. 

Sweet Christ! You honestly had no idea just how much you actually enjoyed being manhandled until you crossed paths with this guy. 

“All I was trying to do was answer your question!” You grit out, doing your best to ignore the filthy wet squelch of his palm colliding against your core once more, causing a fresh wave of arousal to dampen your thighs.  

“And I didn’t much care for your answer.” Ari hums, taking a moment to lazily pet your now glistening cunt. 

And who’s fault was that? Just because the man thought he owned the rights to your body didn’t give him the authority to…to…punish you like this. But when you inform him of that, the only response you get comes in the form of an annoying chuckle. 

“I was joking, damn you – ooh!” You whine, stomping your foot for good measure – both of which manages to earn you another spank. 

“But that’s just it, baby.” He rumbles, taking a break from further abusing your poor, overworked flesh. “Last I checked, jokes were supposed to be funny.” You press your face against the cool surface of the table as two sinful fingers playfully tease your entrance. “And talking shit about these curves ain’t funny, right?”

“Y-yes! I mean right.” In need of a little relief, you attempt to entice your man by wiggling your ass. But instead of doing as you bid, those same fingers soon find their way back to your swollen bundle of nerves, pinching just hard enough to get and hold your attention.

“Glad you think so.” He murmurs, leaning down to brush his lips along the sensitive shell of your ear as his free hand moves to rub soothing circles along your lower back. “And since I’ve finally got you in the mood to listen, how about we talk about something else?” 

Instead of responding, you merely nod – giving him leave to get whatever the hell he wanted off of his perfectly sculpted chest.  

“The next time you get the bright idea to shut me out without givin’ me a chance to plead my case, you had better do a damned good job respecting this gorgeous body while I’m on ice.” The air of danger in Ari’s husky purr has goosebumps rippling along your heated flesh. “Because if you don’t, I swear to God the moment you let me back in, I’m gonna do a lot more than spank this pretty pussy. You get me?”

Still unable to form words, you decide to let your body do the talking. Groaning low in your throat, you arch your hips and wiggle your ass, purposely grinding your cunt against his now drenched palm. 

“Ah, sweetheart.” He rasps in approval, gently nipping your earlobe with his sharp teeth. “You get me. Yeah, you do.” 

As a reward for your submission, Ari takes pity on you by slowly spearing his fingers inside your sopping wet core. Now it’s his turn to groan when he feels your velvety walls flutter around him, eagerly sucking him back in when he tries to pull out. 

“Fuck if my girl ain’t got a greedy fucking pussy.” Your bounty hunter muses, more to himself than to you. “Are you sore? Need me to let you rest some more?” 

In all reality, what he really wanted to do was splay you out on the table and kiss your puffy pussy lips until you were a sobbing, trembling mess. But he’d also settle for burying himself balls deep inside of you too.

Regardless of which one he chose, they both all but guaranteed that you’d remember this particular lesson for days to come. Because no one was allowed to talk shit about his beautiful Bird – not even you.  

“Want you to fill me up again.” You tell him, meaning every word even as his expert touch threatens to rob you of breath. “Help me work up an appetite. Please, Sir.” You tack on the last bit, hoping that might be enough to tip your man over the edge. 

Your now frantic pulse sings to new heights when you’re treated to the sound of Ari’s sweatpants hitting the floor behind you. Apparently he felt that you’d been punished long enough – something for which you were grateful. 

You can’t help but whine when he finally removes his fingers, leaving your empty walls clenching around nothing but air. Anticipation fills you while you wait, expecting to feel the bulbous head of his cock glide its way through your slippery folds. 

However, you’re surprised when he drops to his knees instead. His large, slightly calloused hands grip the backs of your thighs, forcing your legs apart just enough to make his intentions clear. 

“How ‘bout you feed me first, greedy girl?” He growls, possessively nuzzling his nose along the soft skin of your inner thigh. “I have a feeling I’m gonna need all my strength to help your stubborn ass work up a proper appetite.”

“Oo-okaay!” Your legs threaten to give out when Ari’s wide, flat tongue begins lapping at your damp flesh, making a show of savoring your sweet honey. He holds you in place while he feasts, his subtle use of strength letting you know that your only job was to keep still and submit to his sensual assault. 

“Mm...” Ari rumbles, enjoying every desperate little whine and whimper that makes its way past your lips. "Best meal I've had in days." Forgoing his need to breathe, he fully buries his head between your thighs, content to eat you from the back as if he had all the time in the world.

Which he did, especially now that make-up sex was once again back on the menu. 

END

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[bunny-heels]

i'm replaying AW2 for my mom so here's moments in the game that i was reminded of that warmed my heart

Casey complimenting Saga's detective skills and noting how she's "arrested plenty of monsters" in a joke-y but proud tone

that chance dialogue you can get of Casey asking Saga for ideas on presents for Logan's birthday

Saga infodumping about volcanoes and Casey being genuinely interested

Charlie and Charline's closeness

Saga complimenting Pat's radio show

Norman and Ahti's implied friendship

Saga and Casey going to immediately shoot Nightingale after he hurts one or the other

how happy Tim and Alan are to see each other every time they meet up

the way Alan softly says "Thank you, Ahti" after he opens the writer's room for him

Alan being genuinely thankful for Rose helping him out

Alan smiling after the Musical ended

Casey and Kiran already being on first-name basis after knowing each other for a couple hours

Odin calling Hero's Tango uplifting

Casey and Kiran loving Dark Ocean Summoning

Casey already loving Tor and Odin and the fact they brought moonshine

Kiran wanting an Old Gods t-shirt

Tor being genuinely sorry about how he treated Freya and Saga accepting it

Saga calling Tor grandpa

Mayor Setter existing

Alan remembering how Alice's photo equipment works

Casey being thankful for Saga being there for him

Saga and Logan's matching bracelets

David's board game joke to cheer up Saga

Casey making a pun about the books just for Saga

Logan's junior agent certificate

Freya's note to Saga that she keeps in her Mind Place

Saga feeling bad for every deer head she finds

[arcade-chaos]

Tongue Tied Valentine

Sun/Moon x reader (a bit sun centric, sorry sorry), they/them reader no use of Y/N.

Warnings: light self bondage, nothing overtly suggestive beyond a joke or two

Notes: late but still (technically) on time! Recycled drabble from a different idea, thank the aces for voting for fluff lmao. Enjoy!

Really they should’ve expected this hectic outcome. Valentine's day for children was nothing more than an excuse to eat as much candy as physically possible, maybe one or two trying to slip extra special spider man themed cards to their crushes only to run away screaming when that same crush came close. A time for chaos and lots of red confetti, but the attendants seemed to have gone a bit more… overboard than they had initially anticipated.

Sure, the kids had their little mailboxes set up made from tissue boxes and googly eyes, most of them had ended up dinosaur themed after one kid had an idea everyone wanted to copy. They littered the tables in little rows, surrounded by paper flowers, ribbons, confetti- it looked like they had both ignored charging in favor of stringing every inch of the place in reds and pinks.

“So so do you like it??” Sun bounced out from the chaos, spinning them around until the colors meshed together.

“It's very you Sunny-” They snorted, swaying as he held their shoulders upright.

“Good good good- Charline I said no slime in the ballpit!- I wish you had gotten to see it before they were ruined but-”

“Sunny it's okay, they look great!” His eyes darted over to one or two torn streamers about the room, before snagging on yet another rowdy child climbing into a slide.

“Timmy that’s not how we play on the slide!” He patted their arm in a soft apology before running over, not before the kid was flushed out by two more kids sliding down into him. The only one to seem particularly bothered by it was Sun, who was careful to check them all for bruises before letting them run off. They watched for a moment before wandering towards the tables, eyeing the piles of candy in each box as they passed by, more out of curiosity than anything.

They paused near one of the tables, where their box sat with the one Sun made, painted half blue and half yellow with a little divider section for each of them. There were one or two in their box, mostly from the kids whose parents seemed to enjoy chatting with them, but the attendants' boxes were nearly empty, save for a clearly recycled doll themed valentine someone had taken the candy from. It made sense, they supposed, most of the adults only counted the kids in the daycare for their purchasing, why buy candy or stickers for a robot. It still made them feel sad, they had worked so hard to decorate and make little cards for each of the children, it was clear they really loved this holiday. With a firmer step now they marched to the desk, settling down with a few sticky notes to sketch out some plans.

If I run to the drug store on my break I can probably get some stickers… Maybe one of those giant plushies or something- it would take the whole break but maybe if I get someone to cover put down for me- They shuffled the papers as Sun came back into view, carting one of the younger kids away from a particularly rowdy game of tag. He sat her down gently at the table and offered some crayons, sitting on the floor nearby to color with her as he watched the game progress. He paused while shifting, glancing down at the boxes in the center of the table with a strangely still expression. He was pulled out of that thought by the little girl waving a crayon at him, demanding his addition to her drawing. They sighed as he cooed over it, clearly he was disappointed. They both deserved something special, if only they had remembered in time.

As if sensing the momentary distraction from their caretakers the kids began to shout, two in need of help with a shelf, one climbing up the netting, and another yelling at them for doing so. Sun took off to pull the kid down while they distributed plastic food to the children, who immediately launched into playing El Chips, whining when the assistant tried to walk away to help another kid tie their shoes. There wasn’t a moment to sit let alone think, by the time the lights dimmed they had only managed to grab a small handful of glitter vials and a single pair of craft scissors, not even the pair they wanted.

“Alright little comets, gather up now.” Moon hummed, pulling them away from their games and the shadowy corners of the playground. It didn’t stop them from bouncing about, even trying to enforce the no candy until after lunch time rule had its breakers. “Settle, or you won't hear the very special story we have prepared! And to think I worked so hard on it…” The kids shouted in protest before being hushed, settling into a lump in the story area. Just when they thought they could slip away Moon’s arm was around their waist, pulling them over to a stack of puppets. “Just follow my lead.” He murmured, ignoring the oohs and awws of the children at the display. Moon was a natural at leading the show, leaving them to improv with their own puppets as his screamed in terror at the fierce dragon on display. As the moondrops kicked in and the kids got sleepy it drifted into a calmer romance, the kids clapping as the handsome knight kissed the dragon and they bowed into their happily ever after back on the pile.

“Nighty night.” He called, his fingers curling as the ones still awake echoed his words. They glanced at the clock and winced, at this rate they’d never be able to make it to any store, let alone one carrying last minute valentines. “You should eat something starlight.” Moon chided, pushing them towards the door gently. “I’ve got them.”

“Thanks Moonie. I’ll be back before lights on, okay?” They knew how lonesome he got, only allowed a few precious hours together. His grin widened, his head spinning around before swaying upside down.

“I look forward to it.”

The rest of the plex was faring no better. The area just outside the daycare pickup was flocked with parents and couples, flooding around specially themed displays of the glamrocks. The music pouring over the speakers was cute, if not a little goofy, of Freddy covering some song old enough to be cheap but not too old as to be irrelevant. After pushing past a couple hundred people they managed to get into one of the breakrooms, seldom staffed by people.

“Happy day before half off chocolate day.” Quinn joked, his jazz hands making their grin no wider.

“Why are there so many peopleeeeeeee??” They groaned, feeding a few quarters into the machine for a drink.

“Special concert, with bonus chocolates from your fav if they're willing to shill. And boy howdy are they shilling.”

“I don’t suppose they have any kind of plushie option huh?” Quinn eyed them, the corner of their mouth twitching into a smirk before being covered.

“I don’t think so but I can bother em. They’d probably be glam themed anyhow, none of your precious boys I’m afraid.” He snorted as they choked, both of them ending up coughing.

“Oh shush, it’s for them not about them!”

“Ohh? Finally making a move then-”

“NOT LIKE THAT!”

“No no, I’m sure it’s totally above board, no need to worry about little ol me.” They groaned, rifling through the snack supplies Coral usually restocked. Cheez-its are basically lunch right?... I just wont tell them. They glanced over as Quinns watch beeped, one of the Monty themed ones he always had, they were pretty sure those weren’t standard for mechanics but hey, what did they care.

“They said no generic plushies, most of them are over fivty bucks anyhow- what the FUCK”

“Christ-” They groaned, fighting the urge to recalculate their budgeting on a napkin. A hundred bucks would put them way under their needs anyways.

“You could always make em something, don’t your boys have crafts n shit there?”

“I’ve been trying but the kids are being well- kids- and I doubt they’ll get better after naptime.”

“Mm. Maybe try online? There’s probably a million broke or forgetful valentines going down the same rabbit hole.” They nodded, waving as Quinn quickly stood to walk out.

“What do you MEAN he got two??” Chica’s snickering through the watch was loud enough to hear even as he left them wallowing, scrolling through stolen pins for a glimpse of an idea. Most of the listicles had more time than they did, lots of paper crafts and yarn. Those that weren’t offering crafts had less Faz-bear approved recommendations, most of which sounded like a sensory hell and a sticky nightmare. Although…

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“Moonie psst.”

“You don’t have to whisper.” Moon mumbled, trying his best to keep his folds straight and careful.

“Sorry sorry, but maybe there's more paper in our stash upstairs-”

“I checked upstairs sunshine, this is the last of it.” They really should’ve watched the stock before letting the kids go ham on their mailboxes, there was hardly any glitter left and most of the glue sticks had been dried out by neglect.

“Under the mattress too?”

“You used those for snowflakes, remember?” Sun whined inside their skull, Moon was sure if he was up front he’d be pulling at their face. “It’ll be alright, we just have to be careful with this paper.”

“But its already crinkled!! It needs to be perfect- did you see how upset they looked?? There was hardly anything in their box- and they worked so hard on it!!” Moon sighed, placing the paper down so he could pull his knees tighter.

“I thought I’d have more time. Maybe that play was a mistake.” Half of the kids had tried to wake up, most of them after one kid had a particularly sour nightmare about being hunted down by a hungry dragon.

“Hush, you did great!! It’s not your fault I should’ve watched the clock more- we can always take down some of the ribbons if we need more paper-”

“No no, you said it yourself, we have to make this one perfect.”

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They really wished their luck would’ve held out, as though stuck by Apollo himself the rest of their day was spent chasing the kids as they switched between hide and seek and trying to tag each other with ‘cooties’- in this case just some kids making kissy noises. Better than a licked palm they supposed. The attendants seemed just as tired, racing around trying to distract them with calmer activities that were pushed away in favor of more games, even a movie couldn’t settle them down. By the time it had simmered down most of the kids were gone, the last usual wave of parents sneaking closer as they both tried to get a head start on cleaning. Luckily the last few were enraptured by a game of house vs house, with a storyline too convoluted to even try to follow. Sun seemed even more anxious by the moment, glancing up at the clock as though he didn’t have an internal time sensor, waiting for the parents to pick up their kids and their pounds of candy.

“Moooom!” One of them shouted, waving through the window as a few parents made their way past the departing crowd.

“Can you get them for me Sunny? I’ll clean up the crafts area for you.”

“Okie dokie!” They both perked up, Sun skipping off to greet them as they shifted and brushed crayons into the box. A roll of white ribbon sat partially unspooled, allowing them to roll it before slipping it into the apron pocket. They could’ve sworn there was a pink one, but white would be good enough.

“I’ll be over here cleaning the house! Feel free to relax, starlight!” They swallowed their nerves, watching as he disappeared around a corner.

“Can do!” Bingo. They were careful to duck behind the desk, carefully cutting strips of ribbon with the safety scissors as their face heated up. It would be fine, the two had been begging for a sleepover for a while now, surely the metaphorical “I’m your valentines gift” gesture could be translated to a friendly sleepover right? “Hey Sunny?”

“Y- Yes star??” They swallowed down their nerves, tiptoeing towards the hidden door leading up to their room.

“I have a surprise for you- if you want! Both of you? I mean-” They struggled, palming at the knob as they crept around the corner of the frame.

“Oh!! Us too- I mean we for you- I mean-”

“Oh! Cool! Um, is it okay if we meet in your room?”

“Yeah! Just give us a second, okay?”

“Mhm!” They practically leaped up the stairs, trailing their hands along the rail as they tried to keep the wonky bow intact. A lot of the sites for looking up knots weren’t allowed by the plex’s wifi, but as long as they weren’t strained it would be just fine.

“Starlight?” Sun called from beyond the tube, shifting around the opening.

“In here!”

“Oh good good. Could you close your eyes for me reaaal quick? I want this to be perfect.”

“Sure! Sure… Actually, we could both close our eyes and do it at the same time maybe?”

“Yes! Yes, perfect.” They tried not to shiver as he snuck inside, jingling as he nearly tripped over their mess. “Okay okay… On three?”

“One.”

“Two.”

“Three-”

“Happy valentines-” They both froze up. They were practically mirror images, Sun’s own ribbon in yellow making him hold his hands out in front of him. They swayed for a moment before breaking into a grin, both of them laughing as they struggled to stay standing.

“Looks like we both had the same idea, huh?” Sun giggled, settling on the cushion on the floor.

“I suppose so! I meant to make you a really good one, honest, but the day went so fast and… Well…”

“It’s alright Sunny, I blanked too.” They settled close, their cheeks burning as they shifted. “I um. I was going to offer to sleepover tonight- if you wanted-”

“Really?!” he jumped, his arms looping over them to trap them both in the ribbon. “Oh we would love that!! We can watch movies and play games- I just got a new one, a really really good one I promise!”

“Sounds good! Uh, Sunny?”

“Mhm?”

“I uh. I’m kinda stuck.” They glanced up as he straightened, his rays twitching for a moment as he thought.

“Starlight?”

“Ya?”

“I have no clue how to untie this.” They snorted, their forehead smacking into his chestplate. “Don’t laugh! Moonie tied them all weird!”

“Lemme see, maybe I can get you untied without the scissors.” They shifted, managing to wiggle out of their bonds before trailing their fingers along his arm. The repeated transition of silk to metal was soft against their touch, Sun’s chest whirring as he watched them slowly mull over the knots. If their eyes lingered for a bit too long, or took a bit more time than needed, he wasn’t complaining. Not while he had his valentine.

[whumpurr]

Adrien and Sawdust part 24

cw: pet whump, pet on pet whumping

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Missy’s white boot was cold, hard, and heavy. Its toe slammed into Sawdust’s gut, sending him toppling over, his vulnerable stomach exposed to her. She glared down at him. Her eyes were icy cold, her teeth bared, her fists clenched at her side.

She was far crueler than the other dogs.

Sawdust was ashamed that he was ever excited to meet her. He regretted the butterflies he felt in his stomach when he saw her walking through the office. Now, he only felt a sour taste in his mouth and a hot, radiating pain in his torso.

“You’re stupid.” Missy growled, “You know, if you ever set foot outside on your own, you’re as good as dead! There’s no way a dumb animal like you could ever take care of itself!” She reared back and kicked at his side.

Sawdust’s paw covered the newly injured area, the other pressed down onto the floor to try and roll himself back over. He didn’t want his stomach exposed for her to step on. Although, she was right. Without Ma’am or Master Adrien, he could never survive in the wild. He needed his food served to him in a dog bowl. He needed to be taught how to shower. He needed to be taught how to walk on two legs. He was ashamed of himself. Such a burden.

Missy raised her boot and brought it down on Sawdust’s paw, crushing it against the floor. The dog yelped and cried in pain, tears welling his his eyes as he tried to squirm away.

“You’re disgusting! I don’t know what Charline thought, sending me in here with you.” She huffed and sat back down in her chair, arms crossed while Sawdust writhed in pain on the floor in front of her.

“S-S-Sorry-” He choked out in between sobs. He didn’t even want to move his paw from its spot on the floor, for fear of injuring it more. Maybe he should just wait until Ma’am comes back for him and saves him from this beautiful, cruel monster.

Although he longed for the safety offered by his new master, he still dreaded going back. He feared seeing what state Master Adrien was in now. He hated that he would be brought back just for him to be a burden once again. 

“Shut up, I don’t want to hear from you.” Missy looked at the closed door to the pet room. “I don’t want Charline to see you ugly you are… You stay here.” She stood and walked to the door, Sawdust flinching at the thumping of her boots on the floor. “I’m leaving. Your owner will be here to pick you up later. Don’t get yourself in trouble because then she’ll blame me, and I’ll make you regret it.”

Missy stormed out, slamming the door behind her and leaving Sawdust alone in the room. He was hopeless to leave on his own as he would probably get lost on his way back to his owner. He didn’t even know if Ma’am was still at her office or somewhere else in the building. He whimpered to himself, finally peeling his paw off the floor to take a look at the damage done to it.

His fingers refused to bend as much as they previously could. His paw ached. It hadn’t even been that long since Master Adrien took his paws out of their duct tape bindings; Sawdust was still learning how to use them. The hot tears kept flowing down his cheeks, landing on the cold floor.

At the very least, his paw was not bleeding. It would most likely be deep purple by tomorrow, but he was grateful that there was no messy blood for his owner to be burdened with cleaning.

Time ticked by painfully, with an ache in his stomach and a searing pain in his paw. He stayed curled up on the floor until his gracious owner finally came and got him.

The door creaked open slowly.

“Sawdust, Missy, I’m back!” Ma’am sang as she peeked through, cutting herself off when she saw the sight of her feeble, useless pet curled up on the ground alone. “Oh dear, what happened?” She kneeled by his side and used a gentle hand to turn him to sit up. Sawdust did his best to hold back his tears as he shamefully presented his paw to her. 

Ma’am silently took his paw and looked it over, careful to not twist or turn it more than she had to. She didn’t interfere with his fingers, which were only growing more and more red.

 “Alright sweetie, we’re going to get you all fixed up at home, okay? Where did Missy go?”

“She left.” Sawdust stated, choking on his words just a tad. Ma’am nodded understandingly. 

“And how did this happen to you?”

“I fell…” The longer he ached, the more he thought about Master Adrien. The pain brought him back to the day that he was brought home to him. The day he’d met him, and the day that Master Adrien graciously decided to take care of the stupid mutt.

“Alright, can you stand? We can go back home.”

That was not home. It was a cold, scary house. Master Adrien’s house was home, not where Ma’am was. Not where she was keeping Master Adrien off in some locked room. It wasn’t fair. And now on top of all that, he had to burden Ma’am with taking care of his paw.

The trip back to Ma’am’s house was silent on Sawdust’s part. She would ask him questions, but he would respond in short one or two word answers. He felt absolutely drained from being around all those humans, and from all the pain and crying he was subject to. He just wanted to curl up on Master Adrien’s couch and sleep, but he was not even afforded that. 

When he was finally led back into Ma’am’s house, he was at least eager to finally see Master Adrien again. The heavy lock on the door thunked as she unlocked it and opened up the door.

Sawdust stumbled through as fast as he could, too timid to call for his Master, but eyes scanning frantically for him. They finally found him, kneeling next to the sofa.

“Wh-” Sawdust suddenly couldn’t force his eyes to focus. Master Adrien’s back was to him, his head bowed. He almost looked like he could be sleeping, except for the fact that he flinched when he heard Sawdust mutter.

“There’s my other boy,” Ma’am locked the door again and stepped out of her high heels, trotting over to Master Adrien and rubbing the top of his head much like how she does to Sawdust. “Now you two can both be good boys, right?”

Sawdust dropped down to his knees and crawled over to Master Adrien, limping on his bad paw. He crawled in front of him, but Master Adrien squeezed his eyes shut and turned away. Sawdust could recognize a look of shame anywhere. He tried to nudge his head to Master Adrien’s side, but he just lurched away. 

Sawdust wanted to cry. He never thought that he would be so utterly rejected by the owner who was once so kind to him. He couldn’t understand what was happening, it made his head hurt. What did Ma’am mean by other boy? Sawdust hated it. Something was wrong. Something was broken.

“Seems like it’s dinner time, you can fix us something, right Adrien?” Ma’am said, scrolling on her phone while she lounged on the sofa.

“Yes, Ma’am.” He stood up steadily and made his way to the kitchen without another word. Sawdust couldn’t smother his whine as he squirmed in his spot. What was wrong? Why were things this way? Was it his fault?

There had to be something he could do to fix it. Maybe he’d finally stressed Master Adrien too much? Was that why he was so cold now? How could he possibly un-stress him?

He thought back to what Missy had told him. How he could never survive out in the wild. Maybe if he could prove that he could, he could prove that he was able to take care of himself, and Master Adrien wouldn’t be stressed, then he could go back to normal!

It was the perfect plan.

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[ladyonfire28]

hello! i’m wanting to get into more french movies and i believe you have good taste! do you have any recommendations? have a good day!

omg anon i love the question, but where to begin !!! I don’t know how to make short answers so sorry about that…

I'm going to try not to list the most obvious films but not too niche either so you can find them somwhere. And i started watching french films quite late in my life so you won't see many films made before 2015 aha.

Just in case, you can check my letterboxd profile, I watch a lot of french films now so you might find some stuff there too :)

Also, i'm not sure since when you've known me but the film i would recommend the most is obvisouly Portrait of a Lady on Fire by Céline Sciamma (but you probably watched it already if you're following me haha).

Next obvious film since I've been posting a lot about it recently : Anatomy of a Fall by Justine Triet.

And now, here's a list (in no order) of a few films i really loved/ enjoyed. I tried to put them under different themes to make it clearer but obviously some films mix genres.

Comedy/ Romance :

Anais in Love by Charline Bourgeois-Tacquet (2021)

The Bare Necessity by Erwan Le Duc (2019)

My Donkey, My Lover and I by Caroline Vignal (2020)

Yannick by Quentin Dupieux (2023)

The Spanish Appartment by Cédric Klapisch (2002)

(Social) Thriller/ Drama :

Bloody Milk by Hubert Charuel (2017)

Custody by Xavier Legrand (2017)

BPM by Robin Campillo (2017)

The Class by Laurent Cantet (2008)

By the Grace of God by François Ozon (2018)

Happening by Audrey Diwan (2021)

The Night of the 12th by Dominik Moll (2022)

Saint Omer by Alice Diop (2022)

Atlantics by Mati Diop (2019)

Hippocrates by Thomas Lilti (2014)

Amour by Michael Haneke 2012

Onoda, 10 000 Nights in the Jungle by Arthur Harari (2021)

Other People's Children by Rebecca Zlotowski (2022)

Fantasy/ Horror :

Raw by Julie Ducournau (2016)

Infested by Sebastien Vanick (2023)

The Swarm by Just Philippot (2020)

The Animal Kingdom by Thomas Cailley (2023)

Documentary :

Little Girl by Sébastien Lifshitz (2020)

Classics :

Cléo from 5 to 7 by Agnès Varda (1962)

The 400 Blows by François Truffaut (1959)

My Night At Maud's by Eric Rohmer (1969)

I tried to only put one film by director otherwise the list would be endless.

So here you go, have fun now !! And please let me know if you watch some of them :)

[eryanlainfa]

The explosion of a chemical plant made the zone unlivable for humans and animals. Determined to cure this ecosystem, Mila ventures to the plant. But it is not a warm welcome waiting for her. 

A student short film, promo 2023.

Script by Lea Vidal  Production Team : Julia Arnaudo, Lisa Berton, Margaux Charlin, Eloise Besson, Theo Guyot, Arwenn Nau, Elona Colombier Dit Lavague, Talya Fontanier  Sound Design / Music : Felix Joguet  Voice Acting : Marion Ballansat 

Insta of the short film

We were 8 classmates working on this project with the help of friends and our teachers, go check everyone out :

Julia Arnaudo, Lisa Berton, Margaux Charlin, Eloise Besson, Arwenn Nau, Elona Colombier-Dit-Lavague, Talya Fontanier, Theo Guyot.

Helping hands :  

Swen Jaton, Gary Fall, Majdeline Ajjan, Aurelien Castaldo (I do not know their socials I’m sorry-) 

[deedee-sims]

Hi, DeeDee! First of all, thank you so much for all your content, always! May I request retextures of Simstrouble Charline V1 by PlatAsp and Simstrouble Melite V2 by Rascal (it's simgarooped, but the colors were a little too bright already for me even now, idk, sorry in advance if its not okay for you). Have a great weekend!

Hi! I'm sorry, but I'm going to say no to these.

[koskela-knights]

Some headcanons about the Koskela brothers! Sorry this is so long haha.

- Ilmo doesn't want kids of his own but loooves Jaakko’s kids Charlie and Charline. He is the kinda uncle who loved (and still does!) to take the kids to do fun stuff but also sometimes he might have let them do a bit too reckless/unruly stuff, even though he looked after them well. He means well and gets along with kids but sometimes isn't careful enough with certain things as he doesn't know that much about kids ("Ilmo, you can't give them knives for birthday presents, they're five!!").

- Angstier, though: The kids can be heard saying they don't like their jobs at Coffee World/that they're fed up with the job (also, apparently Ilmo didn't keep up with paychecks very well), and they want to leave Watery and start a new life in the big city and are planning to, and apparently they can be heard saying Jaakko would drop dead if he heard this. Jaakko wants to keep his kids close, and so he doesn't want them to leave. He is scared they would forget about him. After Jaakko's death, Ilmo can barely look at Charlie and Charline. He blames himself for their father's death.

- Ilmo and Jaakko are very passionate about sauna culture and hate those certain American saunas where you can't even throw water on the sauna stove and where people go in the sauna in their clothes and it isn't even hot enough.

- Midsummer (juhannus! It's a very big deal in Finland) is their favorite holiday. They host sauna night for people on Midsummer. They also get very hammered.

- Ilmo and Jaakko always celebrate Christmas together. Their "joulu" is pretty Finnish, too.

- Jaakko wants to share Finnish culture with his kids and teach them Finnish.

💙thnx!!

Also love these HCs 🥰

Uncle Ilmo FTW 😎 He’d definitely be the Cool Uncle (until the kids reach a certain age) who’d gift a child smth like a real knife 😭

Aaaa Jaakko being afraid he’d be forgotten bu them 💔 Yeah, Ilmo would have a really tough time afterward and blame himself. Do you think he’d tell the kids the truth of what rly happened or would he cover up some things to make it less terrible for them? Maybe he can also see (physical) traits of Jaakko in Charlie and Charlene which could also add to the angst.

Idk anything about American (or Finnish) saunas but I can imagine they’d definitely feel the Americans butchered the true spirit of Finnish Sauna.

And Yes to the Koskelas upholding their Finnish roots and Jaakko wanting to pass it on to his kids ❤️

[babycakes499]

“Charline Lolita Rey”

Arcane au ‘a mother to all an enemy to one’

CHARLINE the girl who lived hell in her childhood,yet grew up to be sweet as honey.

CHARLINE the girl who ‘tammed’ a woman named sevika, her cousin sevika.

SHE who was there for jinx when nobody was.

HER who was there to hug everyone when they cried.

THAT GIRL who was to innocent and kind for her own good

THAT BITCH who lived on to die an icon

OUR QUEEN who took care of everyone but nobody took care of her

REY who died a mother to all she came across.

Coming soon ‘a mother to all an enemy to one’

Ps sorry if it’s shit it’s my first time writing anything and I’ve been thinking about this for a while

[ultravioletlesbian]

lightning bolt ⚡️+ sun chariot ☀️

!!

Lightning Bolt: What are your top three favorite movies?

hmm moonlight, into the spiderverse, and..idk. how to train your dragon?

Sun Chariot: What is your favorite mythological creature?

MERMAIDS 🧜‍♀️ 🧜‍♀️ 🧜‍♀️

[hazratsuit]

she be charlin on my brown till my peen nuts

sorry

[namesetc]

hi! do you know any names that are friend-like? I just want my name to give off ":]" vibes, y'know? Sorry if that's too vague or confusing haha. If it is, could I have some names similar to Beckett? And could I be "🕊🍋" anon? :] thanks! and ur pronouns are rad btw.

Friendly vibes and similar to Beckett, I'll see what i can do!

and Yes you may!

thank you! /g

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Archie

Ainsley/Ansley

Alex

Alexi/Alexie/Alexei

Alexis/Alexus/Alexys

Alexia

Alexa

Arden

Aster

Avery/Averie

Basil/Basel

Bennett/Benet/Bennet/Benett/Bennette/Benette/Benete/Bennete

Bonnet/Bonet/Bonett/Bonnett/Bonnette/Bonette

Benoit

Becker/Backer

Birkett/Burkett

Carli/Carly/Carley

Colton/Colten

Charlot/Chartlott/Charlotte

Charlie/Charly/Charli/Charlee

Charlene/Charline

Darcy

Dalia/Dahlia

Ellery

Emory/Emery

Emmet

Everette/Everett

Estell/Estella/Estelle/Estel/Estela

Finn

Flynn

Harlow/Harllow

Halllow

Harow/Harrow

Janett/Janet/Jannet/Jannette/Jannett/Janat/Jannat

Janna/Jenna/Jannah/Janah

Jonah/Joana/Joanna

Lea/Leah/Lia

Leana/Leanna

Lilth

Lilly/Lily

Milo

Maisie/Mazie/Maizie/Masie/Masey

Quin/Quinn/Quynh

Ryley/Rylee/Rylie/Ryle

Willow

Willa/Willah

Wyatt

[confessions-but-fnaf]

I like the idea of a sleepover with the nightmares. Imagine like, Fredbear and Nightmare just seeing you and the others peacefully sleeping and joining in the cuddling.

I have literally typed this out like 3 times because I keep forgetting to save it- please forgive me for how sloppy these headcanons are put together I’m tired of typing- it’s been d a y s HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA

Also I’ve been meaning to post this since before the teaser(?) was released so I’m really sorry for the delay on this one-

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for some context, as soon as I saw this ask this is what I thought of so please enjoy the Headcanons building off of the idea of the nightmares living with you and having regular sleepovers with you uwu

Done in no specific order!!

Nm. Bonnie (+ JackO Bonnie)

Bonnie wraps you up in blankets, like a little blanket burrito during sleepovers

He keeps your upper half in the hole in his chest to keep you safe from “monsters under the bed oh and also plushtrap-“

He tries to put plushies and pillows in his chest to make it a little bit homier for you when you’re sleeping in there

When he has you sleep in his chest, he always hugs you since his anxiety spikes and he’s scared that you might get hurt if he doesn’t keep and eye on you

JackOBon likes to offer you the same thing, but regular NMBon insists that you refuse since he’s scared that JackO might accidentally burn you

Nm. Chica (+ JackO Chica)

Chica loves to bake things for you, from cakes to cupcakes to mini versions of her little cupcake buddy Charline!

She has to use your kitchen so you’ll need to have all the ingredients there for her to use. Apart from that, just let her loose and she’ll do her stuff!

Her JackO counterpart also cooks, but she does things more on the roasts and chicken nuggets side

Their favourite thing to make is caramel popcorn but they hate how sticky it gets on their claws

Nm. Foxy

Foxy hoards plushies, especially ones that he knows you like

He hates it when the other nightmares touch his plushies because he gets them just for you during the sleepovers

Because of how many he’s hoarded, when you and the other nightmares got burger kind one time, you have him your crown

Bonnie usually borrows them for when you sleep on his chest and that’s the one time Foxy will let someone else touch his plushies

Nightmare

Nightmare is a bit of an oddball here

He hates being around the others but when it comes to a sleepover, he always loves to join in

He’s like a massive cuddly teddy bear and just won’t let go

Even if the others ask, he literally will not let go because he loves spending time with you, especially when it’s just vibing together to the pleads of the others for some time to you the sound of silence or some music you like, whatever you want, honestly

Sometimes when you’re asleep, Night likes to put his top hat or bow tie, sometimes both on you for a little laugh. He thinks you look really cute

Nm. Freddy (+ Freddles)

Freddy always brings his Freddles to cuddle up with you and the others. They act like hot water bottles and keep you warm during cold nights and surprisingly, cold during hot nights so you can still cuddle with the others without feeling overwhelmed!!

When hugging with Freddy, he usual just becomes the little spoon with his kids and you gotta try and cuddle all three- good luck friend 😍😍😍

Usually the freddles just cuddle up by your head while Freddy hugs your torso so you should be fine :))

Fredbear

Finally, Fredbear (because I’m not gonna do Nightmarione, Mangle and BB unless requested-)

He’s like the dad of all the nightmares so if he wants to cuddle with you and the others they will just let him slide in-

You know how like- two people could be cuddling and then their cat just slinks in and smooshes them self into the middle?

That’s Fredbear in a nutshell-

He will literally just wriggle his way into whatever spot he can do that he can get closer to you and the others for cuddle time during sleepovers

He’s also the one to tell everyone to shut up if you’ve fallen asleep early and is also the one to tuck you into bed

He’s just the mom friend in the form of a massive, decaying golden bear with claws ngl

Oh! He also forces himself and the others to either retract their claws or put packing popcorn over the top so they can’t accidentally scratch you-

Thanks for your submission, anon!!