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"well, i'm happy to help." a her grin cracks wider. she loves to play, but she has no problem letting her have all the control in this situation. "my bag of tricks?" she asks, eyebrows raised, and then a light chuckle curls from her lips. "tongue piercing and a firm grip on french." she's giggling and having fun, sue her for being unserious. "among other things, i suppose."

thank god robin isn't drinking, because mikey's reply would've had her choking on it. "c'est tentant." her french is... not excellent, not terrible. jusr decent. a necessity when you have to deal with so many quebecois. "thing i assume you'd rather keep a surprise?" she asks, tempting smile tugging at her lips. "ignoring the ones i can see, that's the only piercing you're hiding?" robin has always liked the look. always on others, never on her. looking put together is another necessity her job demands.

Sophie Thatcher attends the premiere of "Her Private Hell" at the 79th Cannes Film Festival (May 18th, 2026)

"aren't things usually cliché because they're true? something like that?" she smiled. "i think that if you want that, you should do it!"

"i... actually have no idea." it did make sense, but charlie still had her doubts. then again, it was in her nature to doubt everything. "great! now al i need is a victim who'd be foolish enough to marry me."

[ SWAY ]  sender pulls receiver into a slow dance in the living room / kitchen / bedroom [ TOSS ]   sender keeps tossing popcorn/other food at receiver, trying to get them to catch it in their mouth [ SERENADE ] sender sings along to a song they associate with receiver [ EMBRACE ] sender hugs receiver from behind [ WRAP ] sender wraps receiver up in a blanket [ LAP ] sender pulls receiver into their lap [ TUG ] receiver, trying to get ready for the day, is pulled back into bed by sender [ PASS ] receiver gets an object that the sender is asking for [ FEED ] sender offers receiver a spoonful of what they’re cooking so receiver can taste it [ STEAM ] sender joins receiver in the shower [ HUG ] sender embraces receiver, burying their face in receiver’s chest [ SMOOCH ] sender kisses receiver on the cheek / forehead / nose [ KISS ] receiver stops what they’re doing to kiss sender [ MASSAGE ] sender rubs receiver’s back [ SCRATCH ] sender gently scratches their nails across receiver’s back / scalp / wherever [ TICKLE ] sender tickles receiver [ GRAPPLE ] sender manages to pin receiver while play-wrestling [ NAP ] while receiver is resting, sender joins them in bed & cuddles up close [ SHARE ] sender, seeing that receiver is cold, wraps their jacket around them [ CARESS ] sender strokes receiver’s cheek [ TRAIL ] sender runs their finger down receiver’s spine [ ADJUST ] sender fixes receiver’s tie / necklace / article of clothing [ PAMPER ] sender does receiver’s makeup [ LIFT ] sender picks up receiver [ READ ] sender reads aloud to receiver [ RECITE ] sender quotes a poem that reminds them of receiver [ TUCK ] receiver tucks sender into bed [ CREATE ] sender & receiver do something artistic together [ PAINT ] while painting a room, sender starts a paint fight with receiver [ COFFEE ] sender gives receiver a cup of coffee [ STEAL ] while sharing a meal, sender steals a bite of receiver’s food [ PORTRAIT ] sender does a photoshoot of receiver [ GIFT ] sender gives receiver a present (specify) [ GAZE ] sender & receiver stargaze [ WINDOW ] sender climbs through receiver’s window [ BRUSH ] sender brushes / styles receiver’s hair [ TILT ] sender uses two fingers to lift receiver’s chin to look them in the eye [ NUZZLE ] sender presses their face into receiver’s neck [ CARE ] sender nurses a sick / injured receiver

# ANGELINA JOLIE ━━ Mr. and Mrs. Smith [2005]

frankie’s jaw tightened before she could stop it. not because charlie wanted her, but because frankie wanted her back, MORE than they had any business wanting anyone. but hearing charlie talk about herself like that, like she was just a body to pass off to whoever would take her, made frankie feel sick. “don’t,” she said, sharper than she meant to. then, quietl:, “don’t find someone else.” their eyes stayed on charlie’s face, taking in the exhaustion, the anger, everything she kept trying to dress up as control. “i’m not saying no because i DON’T want you. you know i want you. but i’m not gonna be another place you go to disappear for an hour.” her gaze dipped for half a second, fury twisting hot in her stomach at the thought of gabriel. “he’s a piece of shit, charlie. and i know you HATE hearing that from me, but i’m tired of pretending i don’t notice what he does to you.” frankie stepped closer, careful not to crowd her. “so STAY. not to fuck. not to prove anything. just stay here with me.”

charlie would never admit it, but she relied too much on manipulation. it would have been easy to pin the blame on gabriel, this kind of rot had been part of her long before he ever entered her life. a good person, she was not. it was a realization that had dawned upon her recently, leaving her wondering if the torture her life had become was all part of a divine punishment. yes, frankie was right. gabriel was a piece of shit of the highest degree. she should've left him the very first time he struck her like any sane person would've done. but she wasn't sane. she couldn't explain what kept her anchored to him, why she couldn't just leave. instead, she found it easier to look for someone else to make her forget. someone to patch her up, mend her wounds, and then send her straight back to her cage for gabriel to break again, and again, and again. "i know." she said. two words. it was all she could force out of her throat, but it was enough to make her voice break. she felt so fragile under frankie's protective stare. "c-could you hold me? please?"