JAMES I HAVE A HUGE REQUEST 😏👀 AS IF WE DID NOT JUST TALK ABOUT THIS BAHAHA. But sugar daddy Tom and Jon?? 👀👀👀
IM IN SHAMBLES BESTIE OUR MINDS
Asks and you shall receive.
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Note: OUR MINDS!!! I definitely want to expand this into a complete fic, but I just have to get this thought out there because omg.
In Demand | Jon Hamm x Reader x Tom Cruise
You didn't make a habit of breaking rules. You honestly found comfort in them. you'd never have agreed to this little "arrangement" if you had a problem with rules. Yet months jetting around to the world's top destinations to promote a movie that beckons audiences to all but ogle your two men would lead anyone to reconsider things. Especially when the countless interviews, red carpets, and plane rides left no room in the schedule for any attention you've grown so accustomed to.
Attention. A priceless form of love.
How could two men who all but showered you in the finest of luxuries be unable to afford this simple thing? And how bad could breaking just one little rule be?
Attention you craved, attention you'd receive.
Another day, another premiere.
Smile for the camera, crack a few jokes with the cast, and be the arm candy of whichever of the two men wanted you more on that given day. It was almost becoming second nature at this point. Yet as you choose a sparkling diamond bracelet from your well-stocked jewelry case, you couldn't help the nerves beginning to flutter in your stomach. This wasn't just another premiere, this was the Cannes Film Festival. The event that sets the tone for both audiences heading to the theatre and the academy heading into awards season alike.
Just as your anxiety began to take hold, Jon's soft touch broke you from your thoughts. As he began fastening the bracelet around your wrist you couldn't help but think about how this was as much attention you'd received from him or Tom in what felt like months. You savored his touch, gentle but with an air of command. So uniquely Jon. Without another thought, the fingers of your free hand found their way behind his head and into the cropped hair just above his collar. His eyes flashed upwards, not quite meeting yours, before dropping again. You suppressed a giggle.
Rule number 4. No touching while at work.
Work, meaning anything from starring in a global blockbuster to helping you with your jewelry. Just then, Tom and his entourage of assistants came through the door to inform you both it was time to leave.
Jon raises your intertwined hands to his lips and kisses your wrist before leading you to the door before pausing to allow tom to place a kiss on your cheek. As Tom pulled back, he gave you a million-dollar smile allowing you the first glimpse of the glimmer only Tom Cruise has in his eye. A direct contrast to Jon's almost stoic expression.
Jon, the disciplinarian perfectionist to Tom's impassioned wild child.
While Tom was the more physically affectionate one, it was the small things with Jon. A kiss just above the band of diamonds letting you know he knew exactly what you were doing.
Rule number 3 on the ever-lengthening list. Always wear something that shows just who you belong to.
You were led through the hotel and into a black SUV. All the while both Tom and Jon paid you compliment after compliment, almost as if they didn't choose your outfit for today.
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An hour later, you finished your first photo op and were chatting with the other attendees of the star-studded event, your men nowhere in sight. You were in the midst of a conversation with another side actress when you noticed the group across the red carpet.
The conversation dropped off as you shifted focus to the cast of Elvis, and most importantly the leading man. You'd long been following the production and were more than excited to see him here. Tom had already scheduled a private viewing of the movie for you both in the coming weeks but you couldn't miss an opportunity to congratulate Austin himself on landing the role of a lifetime.
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For the first time in months, you had someone's undivided attention, and Austin was both captivating and captivated. Your hands were held tightly in his as he drank in your compliments in the shy yet gracious way he was becoming known for. Bringing your hands to his chest, he returned the favor warmly. This exchange continued on, but it wasn't long before two sets of eyes began boring into you both. This didn't go unnoticed by Austin, who had several restless sets trained on him from his own cast already. With a soft smile, he leaned down slightly so you could hear him over the shouts of photographers.
"I'd love to talk more, but my manager's calling me and it seems like you're a much-desired woman," he said, glancing nervously over your shoulder. "Thank you so much for all the lovely words. I hope to see you later on." He finished with a slight wink before sauntering off into the crowd.
With that, you turned around sheepishly to meet the gazes of Tom and Jon. They both held a hand out to you before Jon stepped forward to meet you halfway. Tom was still smiling like always though there was a hint of challenge in his eyes. Meanwhile, Jon's borderline territorial expression was again replaced with the charmingly stoic mask he first put up at the hotel. As they led you back to the group without a word, you tried to push back a smile as their hands held onto you a bit tighter. Any agitation toward you was ignored on your part as you instead focused on having your men's undivided attention once more.
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Untrained eyes would've never caught it. In fact, the hundreds of eyes trained on you three from behind telephoto lenses only saw a group of Hollywood costars promoting this year's biggest action flick. Yet you sensed it before your eyes even landed on him. The way his palm abandoned the small of your back only to find a home at the nape of your neck. The looks he and Tom share as the event continues around you. A shudder runs down your spine but your smile never falters.
Rule number 2. Always look good for the cameras. No amount of doe eyes and pleas of innocence would ward off the unholy sermon he's piecing together in that pretty head of his.
Soon enough their portion of the event was ending. The men said their goodbyes to the cast before all but dragging you to the car. Just like before, a silence fell between you three. The next 30 minutes occurred in reverse order of how your day began. It wasn't until the door closed behind the three of you that things changed.
In an instant, Jon's demeanor shifted drastically. You could practically feel the mixture of irritation and disappointment radiating off him. Grabbing you by the elbow, Jon ushered you to the bedroom while Tom looked on almost sympathetically before moving deeper into the suite.
Rule number 1. Unless your life depends on it, Never let another man touch you.
Tossing his jacket absentmindedly onto the bed, you sat like always, awaiting his lecture.
"You know how important this event was to Tom and I, yet you run off to what? Get another man's attention?" He scolded.
Your mouth opened and closed as your brain searched desperately for an answer. Before you could come up with one, he scoffed condescendingly and began speaking again.
"That was a rhetorical question, sweetheart. But let's see how our dumb little girl can answer a real one. What did you plan to accomplish? Huh? Was it the attention you crave so much?"
"Y-yes.." you answer as tears well up in your eyes. Just then Tom enters the room and sits in an armchair across from the bed.
"So, how about we remind her of what's expected?" Tom asks while sending you a daring look.
Jon nods and crosses the room. His hand grips your jaw firmly, forcing your eyes up to meet his. Under Jon's touch and with your feet dangling off the end of the bed, you truly feel pathetic.
"These rules are in place for a reason young lady, so unless you want your punishment to be even worse, I highly suggest you drop the innocent act and own up to your failures."
His words cause the tears welling in your eyes to fall in big dramatic drops. You never intended to break the rules Jon so lovingly put in place, yet your nativity led you to stumble. Now your mind was racing with all the possible punishments
Jon watches your reaction closely before smirking down at you.
"What a shame. The girl has disobeyed us so many times she knows what's coming before we even tell her." Jon says to Tom, almost as if you weren't in the room.
"That's deserving of punishment by itself, isn't it?" Tom sneers in response, leaning forward to place his forearms on his knees as both of their brazen eyes land on you.
"Damn right it is."
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Into the Game Meme - Gameknight999
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Originally shared: 4th Dec. 2023
Scratch Link: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/930724235/
Youtube/Tumblr only note. I'M SO SORRY THESE SUBTITLES FREAKING SUCK WHAT DO I EVEN DO WITH THIS SONG.
Mote notes under the cut. qwq
Instructions:
My previous Into the Game meme (I also really really like it lol): https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/663576366
I tried to draw his minecraft fingers in the intro, I dunno if it worked lol.
Characters in order:
Gameknight999 (brunet in diamond armor)
Hunter (red hair in diamond armor)
Shawny (black hair in red and black outfit)
Herobrine (glowing eyes)
Monett133 (blue skin and hair)
Crafter (blond hair and blue eyes)
Monkeypants (superhero outfit???)
The Oracle (glowing eyes but a woman this time)
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Notes and Credits:
Song: RudeLies & Facading - Arabian nights [NCS Release]
Art and animation: @savebatsfromscratch (me)
Code: @savebatsfromscratch (me)
Characters: The main characters from Gameknight999
Program: Scratch Bitmap
Shoutout to Berrymist11 on scratch for requesting this meme with these characters!
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