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misscammiedawn · 7 months

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Penlight Spoiler Reviews (Sayori Part 1)

Alright... Welcome to the Sayori segment of my spoiler reviews for Penlight. Sayori route was originally going to be one post but I had to split it in half due to Tumblr limitations.

Download Penlight (Pay what you like) from Itch.io here

My other Penlight reviews: Quick Review - Nozomi Routes - Sayori (Part 2 - Alter)

Turq's reviews: Hiroko Robot - Hiroko Tickling - Nozomi Zombie

So if I've learned anything about these posts it's that you gotta lead with a hook, so... Doll Route and "Alter" Route or Personality Play if you prefer.

I make no secret of the fact that these are my favorite paths in the game.

@spiralturquoise and I are still going back and forth on the route reviews and at present he has done reviews for Hiroko Tickle - Hiroko Robot and Nozomi Zombie and I know Sayori Doll is on his shortlist, so I'll yield a bit more space for him and be brief in my thoughts so I may devote more words to Alter path.

Because of course I have opinions on Alter path. They're glowing opinions, by the way. I mean playing through that route inspired me to write my recent blog entry on ethical personality play.

So-- let's begin.

The first choice in the game, as noted by my original short review, is essentially "are you going to be an ethical hypnotist" will you speak to the girl or just try to brainwash her. Villain and redemption paths are there for if you try to brainwash. Ethical hypnosis paths open if you try to speak.

From there you can either engage Nozomi in her hypnosis obsession or be a coward and miss your opportunity. With a missed opportunity you are given the option to go to other parts of the school.

In other words "go bug Sayori" or "go bug Hiroko"

We'll visit the pink haired gremlin on the next review.

Let's go see why my Penlight tag is "Sayori is best girl" instead...

Sayori is the smartest girl in school. She runs the study club and she gets about 3-5 hours of sleep per night.

In many of the routes she will appear as an observer of the shenanigans that are going on. She knows everyone's characters remarkably well (with one observation I find she is completely blind to, which I may mention during my Hiroko review) and her resentment for Kyou comes from the fact that she sees a focused and attentive person inside of Kyou but he is so self-pitying and uninterested in his future that he does not tap into his ability to succeed at things with focused effort.

For someone who is under pressure from two successful parents to get into medical school, she resents that someone close to her has the makings of brilliance and no drive to attain it.

But she also admires Kyou's potential for brilliance. She wants to coax it out of him. She just cannot reconcile the man she knows he can be with the person he actively chooses to be.

This is what makes the route work in my opinion. Sayori likes Kyou in theory but is so aggravated by him. Their connection is the most organic of any in the game because it would work without hypnosis. They actually have innate chemistry before the events of the game and this is highlighted by some of her actions in routes such as Redemption where she is one of only two people in the entire school (neither of whom had seen the penlight) who remain friends with Kyou after a significant incident.

But in the Doll/Alter pre-routes, Kyou goes to Study Club and meets with Sayori there. There he sees her knowledge and passion at play and recognizes that she is there purely to tutor other students.

She also falls asleep midway through the study session. She's that exhausted. After everyone else in the club has left Kyou sticks around and Sayori...

...sees right through him.

But he notes that he's worried about her lack of sleep (she admits she cannot get on a good sleep schedule because she will just sit up in bed stressing out and has trained herself to "make use" of time she'd be awake anyway) and, after hearing she intends to spend an hour before cram school napping in the study room, offers to help.

He mentions his hypnosis interest and Sayori does a number of things which amp her to the top of my Best Girl list.

1: She identifies why Kyou learned it instantly but decides that giving him shit about it would dissuade him.

2: She notes that helping her with sleep is not hobby hypnosis but therapy and should be performed by qualified professionals.

3: She refuses to engage with this until she has done some research on the topic and can provide informed consent that doesn't rely on being educated by someone who has an unknown motive.

The main three girls of the game come from different levels of trust and knowledge and I find it remarkable how the routes explore that. Nozomi knows the most about hypnosis and is wary enough of Kyou that she calls the shots for most of her routes. Sayori is learning about hypnosis as we go but is inclined to trust Kyou when his statements match her research. Hiroko knows nothing about hypnosis and all her information comes from Kyou, a person she actively hates.

I had described it to Turq as this "Sayori is the only route where it feels like two people on even footing explore hypnosis together". The foundation feels more stable in this scenario.

The next day after school Sayori has lost a couple further hours of sleep in study for hypnosis and agrees that it is safe and can be a good aid for her and so she is willing to give it a try.

Kyou pulls out his trusty penlight and...

Sayori reacts instantly to it.

Intensely.

Kyou gives her a suggestion that the moment her head hits the pillow at night she would fall into a deep and restful sleep.

And it works.

So well that Sayori doesn't wake up in the morning and is several hours late for school. Her perfect attendance record ruined forever.

She explains to Kyou that the moment she hit the pillow she just fell asleep. She didn't even think to set an alarm. It just happened and there was nothing that she could do to prevent it.

Kyou brushes her concerns aside. It was clear that her sleep schedule had been ruinous to her mental health and so her body was just taking the toll. But Sayori is freaked out because she is an over-controlled individual who is striving for medical school and with a single hypnosis session Kyou has invoked a change within her that undid years of self-conditioning.

And with that note we are left to choose between Doll route and Alter route.

I'll start with Doll for two reasons. One, Turquoise is going to say things a lot more eloquently than I could.

Two... this is the route map for Doll

THIS is the route map for Alter:

Even if personality play wasn't a huge topic of personal interest for me, there's just so much more to talk about with Alter.

With that having been said, here's my "I promise I'm trying to be swift" analysis of Doll.

DOLL ROUTE:

This route leans heavily on Sayori's self-advocacy. Kyou wants to start training for the culture festival and Sayori is coming at a base of mistrust from having been freaked out by the sleep suggestion. When Kyou asks to do the doll suggestion Sayori is very firm about what levels of touch she is willing to engage in (she also notes that the concept of "doll" is a malleable term and shouldn't be treated as a universal, something Zombie Route Kyou could have stood to consider).

Not that her mind going straight here could be foreshadowing or anything...

I have resisted labeling routes by their aesop. I think there's so much more to every route than the focus topic. But if NozoZombie is the Abreaction story then Doll is Boundaries and Alter is Lingering Programming.

With boundaries as a theme this route begins with Sayori refusing to let Kyou hypnotize her until she has enough information to consent and her being firm about what Kyou is and isn't able to do. Kyou says that hypnosis cannot make you do anything you don't agree to, but Sayori knows herself and knows her body and...

...she is terrified of the level of control she is surrendering to Kyou. So she refuses to allow him to have any more, even to deprogram her, until she has had time to think things through entirely. Her boundaries are firm and unlike the Nozomi Trance route where Kyou is being shut out by someone who treats him like a trance dispenser, Sayori and Kyou have an open conversation about consent and respect and Kyou has to live with the fact that this is Sayori's mind and he cannot subvert her will without breaking her clearly defined boundaries.

Which is why I like that this route boils down to "pick a good ending or a bad ending". We aren't given options to break Sayori's boundaries or consent because to do so would subvert the story being told. Even the bad/good ending choice is a matter of whether Kyou believes Sayori is being honest or projecting her insecurities. He never betrays her. Not in this route.

Note this isn't a case of "more story has not been written yet" there are many paths on the route tree which are grayed out as a manner of "wait until future updates" but there is only one option in this route and it is fully written.

Though Sayori is skeptical about the penlight and Kyou's hypnosis she is remarkably friendly towards him in this route in a way which she never appears to be with her friends. Sure she is snarky and has a dry wit but consider this CG from early in the doll route.

There is nothing hypnotic happening here. Sayori is just having fun. She enjoys being with Kyou. She's making fun of him for staying up too late in this scene, joking that Kyou is grumpy when he lacks sleep and that maybe he should consider turning in early.

See... as we will learn in the Alter route... Sayori actually does have a light and soft personality. She just doesn't have time for being frivolous and wasting time on friendship nor fun and games.

I'll talk about it in more depth in the Alter half but Sayori's personality shift in that route is treated so well because all the attributes that would make up her alter persona do exist within her, she just has different priorities and perspectives in her unaltered headspace.

I am spending a lot of this Doll route write-up talking about the other path, aren't I?

In parallel to the Nozo-Trance route, Kyou complains about how he is not getting what he wants from this deal (practice for the culture festival) and he accuses Sayori of being unfair in her boundaries. Unlike the Nozo-Trance route, however, Kyou is being unreasonable here. Sayori notes that she wishes to know more about the penlight and firmly refuses to commit to anything until she has reached a level of comfort.

I love her.

Kyou, falling into his worst habits of only caring about a thing while he can maintain his temporary fascination, starts to think of quitting hypnosis and focusing on tech but his (im)patience is rewarded when Sayori calls him after Hiroko's Sunday Tennis Tournament and tells him that she has no wish to go to karaoke and instead summons him to her home.

In which we get a little more on the level of boundaries, power difference and control that this route has to talk about.

Kyou offers to have Sayori at her home but she summons him to her house. She says she will help with the culture festival and put in the application but on her terms. She wants to create the script and she wants to ensure the application is prepared in accordance to her comfort.

...see, Nozomi is the class rep and must handle all applications for the culture festival and thus would learn there is a hypnosis event that will happen.

And Sayori knows Nozomi has a hypnosis fetish. And Sayori knows Kyou is interested in Nozomi.

So she manipulates the situation to lock Nozomi out of the proceedings because she does not trust either of them enough to do otherwise.

A lot of the trust and boundaries of this route isn't just Kyou having to earn Sayori's, it's about Sayori being able to trust herself and her situation enough to lower her guard. She is a rigid woman who believes she can control all the variables. She does not trust herself and that is explored in both routes.

Kyou and Sayori's time together is not so much about Sayori learning to trust Kyou but about Sayori trusting herself to let go and fall into another's hands.

At this point of the story she is not able to do that and she hurts people because of it.

What's worse is... well. I have to stop talking about the Alter route... but suffice to say it serves her purposes to exclude Nozomi in this path.

I wonder how much she will treat Nozomi in another timeline...

And so, at Sayori's house, she agrees to amp up the doll play from just being a arm catalepsy suggestion to feet and invites Kyou to touch her body to test it.

This isn't important but I should note this is one of the only Penlight induction sequences without a dedicated CG.

Turq once said he enjoyed how Angela DeMille treated sitting down as rising action within the context of a hypnosis scene and I feel the absence of a CG is notable, albeit I cannot quite say why.

The leg catalepsy suggestion, brought about by the trigger "booksmart"

As with all penlight suggestions the trigger is so binding that she cannot stand up after Kyou activates it.

They have such fun rapport.

But this route is not a straight line. It's rising and falling in terms of the pairs exploration into hypnosis and with mock exams coming up Sayori wants to get back to study and is frustrated she's allowing herself to be distracted.

Another reason to highlight the choice not to give the player choices here. Kyou's frustration with waiting is never met with an option to force Sayori into further play. He will always yield to her requests.

He is once again rewarded for his patience by Sayori dragging him to the student council office where Student Council President Akiko, a former friend of Sayori's, takes the application for the cultural festival herself.

Akiko is an oddity within the game. I look forward to discussing her route.

Sayori bombs the mock exams and freaks out, returning to Kyou's house and explaining that she was so distracted by how wonderful hypnosis feels and how she wants to stop what they are doing, deprogram. She wants to stop falling asleep the moment she hits a pillow, she wants to stop exploring this frivolity.

The pair fight. Leaving nothing held back. Kyou accusing Sayori of being terrified that she may have fun for once in her life and Sayori stripping down Kyou's character from years of watching him.

My headcanon is that Sayori has a crush on Kyou and I treat this headcanon as fact.

It is at the height of the argument with Sayori and Kyou both having said things that they regret that you can select your ending:

So my praise to the endings of Doll Route is that they inform one another.

Kyou's hypnotic patter has been programming anyone who he aims the penlight at. Including innate suggestions that hypnosis feels wonderful.

She has become addicted to that wonderful feeling and Kyou can realize that if they have a conversation or he could say "Book smart" and remove her ability to argue with him. Because no matter how careful and well planned Sayori was, her lack of trust in having Kyou go in and remove programming such as the sleep and "book smart" suggestions did leave her vulnerable to lingering programming.

Lingering programming... we should talk more about that later...

In the bad ending if Kyou bullies her into admitting how much she desires hypnosis she will cry and talk about how much she enjoys the wonderful feeling. Kyou is the only one who can make her feel wonderful.

Where in the good ending he realizes that the penlight is actually reprogramming her and maybe they should remove the programming and start again.

And so... they make a trade.

Sayori offers to perform Kyou's original doll suggestion, no caveats, no limitations beyond what is appropriate for the pair. She is willing to trust him to be a good man... and in exchange, Kyou can perform the hypnosis with her full trust.

Kyou even tailors the session, knowing how her mind works.

In the NozoDom "Reversal" route, I had mentioned how the deprogramming scene was the longest in the game and how it treated the trust and intimacy of Nozomi (arguably a better hypnotist than Kyou) taking her time and really earning the scene that we the audience got to experience from a first person perspective.

This is the most emotionally intimate scene because it's the payoff to an entire route of rapport building. This is the initial suggestion. This is what Kyou wanted at the start... and it's being given now and it's SO much more valuable for the journey between the request and the honoring of it.

Sayori's trust in Kyou is desperately intimate.

This is just romantic.

One of my girlfriends is not just into doll play. She's famous for doll play.

Treating someone as a treasured toy, brushing their hair, putting them in poses, treating them as pretty and letting them lean all their trust into the intimacy of your touch, letting themselves be posed and used and cared for...

Sayori is a being who needs to feel in control of her life. Even in matters such as the culture festival (we'll get there) she couldn't bare the flexible variable of Nozomi's involvement.

Her trusting Kyou like this is such a big deal and Kyou respecting her and treating her trust as a gift?

I don't have to imagine that as a romantic action. I feel it every single day with one of the humans on this planet I love the most. THIS is what hypnokink is. Power exchange, scene play, shenanigans. It's all fun and games but at the end of it hypnosis is built on a foundation of trust and a big part of that trust is learning to turn off and let someone else lead.

There's a difference between putting your body in the hands of someone else and putting your mind in them. Your identity. It's a malleable thing after all and not everyone on the planet is willing to be vulnerable, open or allow themselves to be altered by the effects of it.

So to find a person you can give and take that trust? It's romantic beyond my ability to define.

The culture festival is a one woman display of full body catalepsy spreading Sayori between two chairs. Nozomi and Akiko are invited to help run the show and it goes remarkably well.

Unfortunately after the event Nozomi is hurt that Sayori locked her out. Hurt and confused because she cannot even explain why it hurts without revealing her fetish and when explaining she cuts Sayori off and excuses herself.

This ending reveals a side to Sayori's behavior. She tries to control variables and is rigid in how she treats people. She refuses to be involved in any social engagement out of school hours (though she shows up to help Hiroko at her tennis tournament and any route that requires her assistance such as NozoZombie. She shows up for her friends but she does not hang out with anyone) and views all connections as temporary. She knows she'll move on from school and never see these people again, she considers her time valuable.

In talking to Akiko, a person she abandoned when student council became more time than reward, and Nozomi in the ending it is revealed how much this cost her in the end.

Sayori's kind of a bad friend.

The doll ending concludes in the study room with some mundane hypnosis.

The bad ending is where Kyou takes responsibility for a toy and makes all decisions for her. Both students crash and burn and Kyou finds himself burned out taking care of another human being, but she is just too reliant upon him and his penlight hypnosis and so he'll just have to do the thinking for both of them.

Another interesting thing about the bad ending is besides the "wonderful" note that you need context for the good ending for, the hypnosis show is stiff and not quite as successful in the bad ending route. Kyou's display of Sayori as a toy is met with more confusion and mild hostility than the display in the good ending.

...and so... let's switch rails and go back to that original choice.

What if Kyou said Make You Think You're Someone Else.

To be continued in Alter Route... (click for the second half)

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nevertheless-moving · 12 days

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Hi! I love your writing snippets - have you thought about posting them on ao3

Thank you!! Yes, I have thought about it, for sure! I'm nevertheless_turtle on ao3.

(I have... six fics, all of them star wars, half of them unfinished, last one updated in January 2022. Unless someone decides to put a million dollars in my kofi jar, this is for Fun, so unfortunately once the hyperfixation fades...it fades*.

:( star wars back and forth tumblr fics with star wars mutuals my beloved... murderbot discord i loved collaborative storytelling with ya'll and i miss you...i don't know how to make friends on the internet i just talk blorbos in situations and my blorbos drift over time... hello stormlight archive fandom)

! anyone want to talk about putting my type of blorbo, which when i check my notes is a pathetic wet person who is very good at killing but somewhat tries to avoid it, if you want to talk putting someone like that in a Situation, Hey! i may or may not be your person. this ask is really getting away from me i might be tired from walking a bunch of miles today...

*i do historically cycle back around to fandoms! i was lurking on tumblr for over a decade before i posted anything and there was definitely a cyclical nature to it! i consistently knit furiously for 3 months and then take a 4 year break! star wars fics wait for me!

aNYWAY writing fic directly into Tumblr adn/or Discord or if i don't have internet connection then a fuckin shitty notes app appears to be the Key for me?? like i tried fic writing before that in Word or Docs and it just didn't go?? idk! I think it's like the comic sans trick.

wait i still haven't answered the question.

you know, the thing is, when i write a snippet at the end of 5 paragraphs of background meta for an au, or a literal bullet point list, i'm not really sure how to post that to ao3. can you post chatfic and bullet points to ao3? it feels weird? idk. real question for the crowd in the midst of an extremely incoherent ask answer. let me know what you think!

me to myself: the question. scroll back up. what was the question. myself to me: that was answering the question! somewhat!

Right now a bunch of fic writing is churning around and out of brain, and circumstances have aligned for better or worse such that i have time and mental energy and ideas to write. we'll see how it goes. Once I get a bit more posted on tumblr i'll probably put things together and either make seperate works for different aus, or a masterwork of different tumblr aus that i don't think i'll develop further. i may turn some of those bulletpoint lists into cleaner fics for posting, making my earlier point moot.

some of my aus i already have a bunch written on my phone over meals or stopped in the middle of a side walk or on bus and train rides (why would an ELEVEN HOUR TRAIN RIDE not have an outlet to charge my laptop??). so. if i clean that stuff up ill probably post it to tumblr, then immediately notice the spelling mistakes, edit, then post to ao3.

a perfect system.

for my most recent snippet, well, that's actually self contained (not an au that requires 6 paragraphs of background to understand the snippet) and not a chat fic, so i WAS thinking i would just post it to ao3 soonish. i asked in the tags if anyone felt like betaing for ao3, i am wildly but unquestioningly assuming that the sorta individual who would want to beta a fic for me are reading the tags on my tumblr fic post. if anyone likes betaing stormlight or is interested in betaing a specific au/fic idea i've mentioned, hit me up.

TLDR above, tumblr is a for fun rough draft looser writing form place for me. ao3 feels like its asking for a bit more polish and structure. i have writing bees in my brain right now so i'm slightly more focused on that then editing, but if anyone feels like doing some form of beta, reach out and we can chat about it. regardless, i will clean up at least some of my recent snippets and post to ao3 eventually.

#stormlight archive #nevertheless meta #star wars #murderbot diaries #fandom

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professionalwaterbender · 8 months

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VERY BIG ANNOUNCMENT FOR MY MUTUALS AND FRIENDS OF THEM

Bold are things I say, and normal are things Tabs has said (her internet is doing weird things)

@tabsters

HELLO PEOPLE

IN LIGHT OF ME FINISHING LMK AND TABS FINISHING TDP

We have decided to revive an old Avatar: The Last Airbender x The Dragon Prince x Lego Monkie Kid crossover fic we started last year!

Just so everyone seeing this knows, ANYONE can join in if you know the fandoms <33

Details are under the cut <;33

Inspired by a tumblr post talking about the cartoon incarnations of jack de sena: Sokka from A:TLA, Callum from The Dragon Prince, and MK from Lego Monkie Kid

Since we have both seen all these shows, we feel that we are better able to characterize our children and write their interactions better

Let it be known that you do not have to have watched all these shows to participate, if you know at least one of them well, then you're good <;33

One slight problem: we're kinda busy with. well. not pointing fingers cough, kara, cough (hey) but we also have a number of unfinished fics we should probably finish

but we're not peasants so we will juggle them all

So for this three-way crossover fic, we are inviting any writers well versed in any of these shows who are also willing to help on this project!!

We are still working out the logistics of having multiple people from across the world working on a single document, especially with accounts being a problem for some of us, so if you guys have any ideas, definitely share them!

As of right now, we have a google doc!! Accounts only appear as anons, so thats good! But you will have to put "—[your pseud]" with any brainstorming sentence idea (if you want!)

You do not need an AO3 account to participate! We'll just use your tumblr url, or any other preference that you may have, and credit you that way <3

We, uh,

We also have no plot to this story, other than the boys get dropped into a room together!! so we need help with that too!! yay!

Okay, that's about it for the logistics so far :D I'll be tagging our mutuals here, so if those people have anyone they'd like to tag to, reblog and do that PLEASE

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Remember, this is purely optional <33 DM me or tabs, and we'll like idk take you off the tag list for this or smth dunno lol

oh, yeah, and if you have AO3, reply with your name, so we can write it down

ALSO MY DISCORD IS PROFESSIONALWATERBENDER YOU CAN DM ME THERE TOO

Tabs does not have a disc smh smh

BYEBYEEE LOVE YALL

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san-fics · 2 years

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June Approximate Posting Schedule

Hi guys!

I forgot to post my schedule last month, but I think you already know my pace of writing.

Nevertheless, here is a rough scheme of my publications for those who are not familiar with me yet.

Sunday - is Dramione day with my main fic for this ship (which is the first one as well), where I explore in detail their emotions and attraction to each other. Forbidden Potion Ao3 Patreon Wattpad

Monday - the day I usually post drafts for upcoming chapters, scenes and even full-plot-stories exclusively on Patreon.

Tuesday - a day of temporary projects - such as Felinette Akuma Shenanigans (Ao3 Patreon Wattpad), text fics like Only Yesterday (Ao3 Patreon Wattpad) or others like a project for personal growth Felinette Life Lessons (Ao3 Patreon Wattpad).

Wednesday - I post another temporary project, but for Dramione, in which I explored the characters, letting them talk, which turned into a whole fic with 7 texting-chapters and one full-fledged one at the end. Linked will also has graphic form on Wattpad and Instagram (some or all chapters, we'll see) Ao3 Patreon Wattpad

Thursday - remains reserved for your favorite Sexting Time Felinette AU (18+), BUT since the sequel (Time for More) was supposed to be Patreon-only until the very last chapter was released, and I changed my mind about splitting the story into two, this fic will be published bi-weekly so I don't have to deprive readers of it entirely. Ao3 Patreon Wattpad Weekly update on Patreon, 1 chapter in 2 week on Ao3 and Wattpad.

Friday - we stars new Daminette or rather Robinette called Gotham Love Square (I say we, cause my Patreons had already got first 4 chapters of it...) This is a story about how Marinette's life is woven into another love square, with Damibug hating each other because of two different misunderstandings, Daminette and Robibug play along with the other's attitude, while Robinette begin their secret romance... When Adrien arrives in Gotham, AdriCass will also start to develop, so just wait for it!.. Patreon Ao3 (preview)

Saturday - My Naked Baby this is another adult Felinette fic that I am writing to relieve tension while the events of Sexting Time develop in their own speed. Perhaps at the moment this story is more outspoken, and its Felix is not as confident and perfect as the one from Sexting Time, and he is more exuberant too, although who knows, with the latest events of Sexting Time, which you will soon learn... Ao3 Patreon Wattpad

Those are only ongoing fics, but you can also find the finished ones for your taste as well: Patreon Instagram Ao3 Tumblr Wattpad

You know that sometimes I post a chapter a day before or after, and sometimes my V.I.P. patreons get several new chapters at once, so the schedule is approximate.

In addition, temporary projects appear suddenly, like my ideas, which are expressed in new drafts, bloopers or whole new fics. So you can expect more surprises that are not yet on the schedule!

Enjoy!

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#i thought it was just a trauma related coping mechanism learned from having parents i couldn't trust as far as i could throw - 1 post

#webb is a new telescope - 1 post

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#is work over yet? can i go pet the kitten? i need to call the dr and schedule that appt. why is that bird outside so loud go away. ugh i ha

My Top Posts in 2022:

Aunty @lightbenderlin over to play and Sasha got treats!

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Let's see what the public has to say about this case...

Guilty or innocent?

16 notes - Posted February 14, 2022

Don't you just love when i have a super shitty day and do that thing where in my dark despair i reblog a TON of baby kittens or puppies or animal of the day to make myself feel better and so new people follow me because they think i just post kittens and then they find out this is just the personal blog of some freak who's been here since 2011 and has NO THEME?!?

so anyway....

Hi new people!

25 notes - Posted January 19, 2022

GOOD NEWS!

We're getting a baby! I'm so excited! My wife's aunt found him. He's about 4 weeks old. We had already planned to visit my MIL in about a month, so she's going to foster him until we visit.

That means we have just under a month to try and get to a good spot with our home renovations, get all the new supplies we'll need, and get a kitten room set up.

Gods all help me.

30 notes - Posted May 8, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I am so fucking done with this day. Why the fuck am i processing handwritten timesheets in the 21st century? And where did these people learn how to write?!? Under "Total Hours" this person appears to have written "Q°30mD".

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DOES THAT MEAN?!?

You know how Vetinari likes to hang out in the dead letter office when he's bored? He should try his hand at payroll sometime!

35 notes - Posted August 8, 2022

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dojunie · 1 year

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hiya!!!!! i really enjoyed reading chapter 3 of misdial omg like when i saw the master list was updated i literally squealed LMAO it was such a good chapter!!! i’m really interested to see how mark is gonna be introduced later on :]]

OH ALSO r u aware that a couple of the tags u used for chapter 3 (and maybe 1&2 but i didn’t check) are like…. formatted (??) wrong or smt? like i’m pretty sure the ‘x’ in the “nct x reader” tag and a couple other tags is a different character so it’s not showing up on the feeds of people who read check the tag. if u did it on purpose u can just ignore this entire thing aaa

i don’t mean to be rude or anything !!!! it’s just ur writing is really good and i think it really deserves more recognition from more nctzens on tumblr

THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME KNOW ABOUT THE TAGS!!!! i'm still kind of new to how the tags and algorithm and all that works, not to mention i dont have all my tags saved somewhere so every time i post i have to re-figure it out again 😭 i'm going to look into fixing it for good before i post ch4!!! i wouldn't have known the tags were weird if you didn't tell me so thank you <33333 you're not being rude at all, this was a very helpful thing to know and i think i'll actually be better off bc of it 😭

and also mark will make his grand appearance in ch4, so we'll get to see just how different/similar he is to mc's perception of him v v soon ;-) thank you for reading my friend

#anon #dojun talks #dojun answers #i hate the tags how to i figure out the tags aaaaaa #but i'll make sure to fix it before ch4!!! thank you again beloved anon

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alexisr294 · 2 years

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MY TOP 10 STEVEN AUS (Updated)

For the following of this top ten list, I'll be using random images to present each AU since reposting one's artwork is not allowed. So without further ado, let's get down to business.

10. Rose Never Leaves AU by @nereamerayo (aka @arrozbrillante)

While this AU is slightly well-known, it does seem intriguing to picture how and what the SU life would be like if Rose hadn't gave up her physical form to give birth to Steven. For my perspective, it does bring out a bit of development into the most hated pink character. (FYI, I'm not one of those fans who despises Rose)

9. Fantasy AU by @artifiziell

Before @cynthi-universe's Rogue AU existed, there was this AU first. The creator who made this really went far out on this by switching the show's genre and transforming these alien characters into fantasy-like creatures based on their powers, personalities or whichever style fits them perfectly. Even I was amazed to see Lion as a giant manticore.

https://artifiziell.tumblr.com/tagged/fantasy-au

8. Coraline AU by @nicorii

While this may be considered as a film crossover to some people, I still count this as an AU. Seeing as how the title character has experience a lot of heavy stuff, it does seem fitting for Steven to be Coraline, As for the other characters, their roles in this AU are accurately suitable.

7. Listen All Night Long AU by @suf-fering & @universallywriting

According to Rebecca Sugar, she has watched many Disney movies and added some references in the show. But I never imagine someone would go far and beyond to create this lovely AU. The story itself was written by @universallywriting. I haven't got the chance to read the chapters yet but I have to say the illustrations are very beautiful.

6. Gone Wrong by @spudinacup

This is not your ordinary comic for kids. Based on the SU movie, this AU's story is told in a whole new yet very dark direction. Whereas Spinel kills Steven instantly with her rejuvenator rather than having to revert his physical form. Although his gem is safe from harm, not only does it reform into pink Steven but also its gem powers remain futile. I hope to find out where the rest of the story goes until we hear word from the creator of this AU.

5. Crystal Clarity AU by Sergeant Plopp & @cnv99

There are other blogs with Blue Diamond AUs like @teamfadedblue & @blue-diamond-steven. But I believe the best one has to be the blog titled @blueswapuniverse. While the blog and the illustrations are made by CNV99, the story itself was written by Sergeant Plopp. Since her appearance in Steven's Dream, Blue Diamond was shown to be nearly nurturing and compassionate as Rose. Not to mention, having a tremendous grief over the loss of Pink Diamond. In which Greg shared his feelings about losing someone whom he once loved. This had many fans wondering how or what it would be like if Blue and Greg fallen in love and she, instead of Rose, gave birth to Steven. In fact, this AU was made back in 2017, a year before A Single Pale Rose was released. So technically, this was no coincidence.

4. Yellow Diamond Steven AU by @stevenyellowdiamonduniverse (aka @matsuthemoth)

This indeed is the best Yellow Diamond AU I've ever enjoyed. Now here's what I know about this AU so far. It's sort of like the mom swap AU made by @sketchedatrocities (aka Comedic Interlude) but Steven is the son of Yellow Diamond. Too bad, this AU sadly ended at a cliffhanger because the creator claimed their hand was injured and must require surgery. Little did I found out, the blog for this AU was deleted from Tumblr. But that's not to say the posts for this story are gone completely. You can still find them on Tapas.

After waiting two years, the creator posted a drawing of this AU's Nora on Tapas about 3 months ago. Could this mean they're back in business? Have a little more patience and we'll see.

3. Gem Kids AU by @bananimationofficial

This is one of those ageswap AUs in which the gems start off as actual kids after they were made. During the very first comic issues, I found it interesting when it began with Pink heading off to Earth with Pearl and Garnet. But when it reached to the actual story point, I soon found it very pleasing because not only does it stay true to the main series but it also gives the characters the experience of what is like to be a youngster or an adult. Unfortunately the creator claimed to have ended her AU at a very disappointing note. Just when Season 2 was already starting. I really enjoyed the illustrations, but if you ever want to check them out again, feel free to check out the blog (@gemkidsau).

2. Bad Prediction AU by @jigokuhana

Is this an alternate universe or an alternate timeline? You be the judge. Back when the episode titled The Answer was released, not only did it demonstrated precisely how Ruby and Sapphire became Garnet, but it did gave the fandom something to speculate on. What would the Earth be like if Garnet didn't exist? The answer pretty much speaks for itself. But it wasn't until later in the show, when it was revealed that Rose Quartz was really Pink Diamond, that theory got really huge for many fans. After all, Garnet was the whole chain reaction to everything and everyone around her. So for my recommendation, I give it a thumbs up for the creator of this AU.

Honorable Mentions

Steven and Rose Together AU by @pastelpinkillustrator

Half Dragon Steven AU by @hugthesquids

Skybound AU by Mod Shi @su-skybound-au

Fragmented AU by @blindkite

Soft Jock AU by Anonymous @susoftjockau

B-Sides AU by @snidy & @making-friendos

Dimension Hop AU by @pixeldotgamer

[New] Walk the Line AU by @nugatorysheep

To see which AU made #1, click Keep Reading and find out.

1. White Diamond AU (aka Steven AU*niverse) by @thechekhov

https://alexisr294.tumblr.com/post/642408832259211265/update-description-feb-16-2021-im-not-good

Links to Tumblr blog and Tapas:

Also, this description might give out some spoilers about this AU, if you hadn't read this AU or are far behind.

I for one have to say that this was quite impossible for anyone to imagine or even successfully manage to pull off. From the moment I founded this AU, it seemed very charming. I wasn't sure if I did read the first issue, but the first comic episode I truly read was the start of the AU's second season. Since Steven isn't Rose's son in this alternate world, it makes things exciting, especially when he meets Rose (still alive) and the Crystal Gems.

With Rose Quartz around, Chekhov attempts to add in more qualities that purely demonstrates the kind of character she is. Unlike how most fans viewed her as the main antagonist of the show. But considering Rose had such a harsh life back when she was Pink Diamond, it does seem hard for her to adjust her complexity and give out a clear answer whenever someone besides Steven asks her questions relating to Homeworld or the Diamonds. And when Rose does talk things over with him, not only does it bring out this semi mother-son relationship they share with, but it also lets out her tensions, due to severe hardships she faced thousands of years ago. Having to see Rose facing her problems while also presenting a bit more of her true identity is what many SU fans wished would happen in canon. In fact, that's not the only best thing about this AU.

For instance, Chekhov manages to go further beyond the subject of PTSD by having this Steven to be a runaway foster kid who ends up tagging along with a colorless woman with one eye (aka Earl/Pink Pearl). Since the Gems, including Rose, don't know much about him, it does play out perfectly to have them develop a mutual trust with him, despite of their concerns of Homeworld's return and facing the Diamonds' wrath again. While Chekhov is able to present a few of the show's references to build up our expectations, they do manage to keep some pages of the script secret so that way we can keep on guessing what will happen afterwards. Once their ideas come into play as the story progresses, everything works out perfectly. Just like how Chekhov came up with an original character (Seaglass) to put into this AU. As she was revealed or introduced, people already started to find her very cute and lovable in a matter of seconds.

Regardless, this comic has truly capture the spirit of the show as it once was eight years ago. Whether this may be fictional, based on how the story is laid out, I give two thumbs up to you, Chekhov. By setting up the intensity virtuously as each issue is released, having them to be told through actual questions from the followers of this blog, adding more insight on the characters, and providing a bunch of SU references from the original show, this proves that Chekhov has an astonishing gift for storytelling. Even I come to appreciate on the father-son relationship Steven and Greg share so beautifully than how it was presented on the show.

All that's left for me to say is thank you for creating these remarkable tales. I hope to look forward on what comes later. I know your more focus with other stuff in your life and it can be very tiresome, I just wish you luck to you, your friends from Russia, and to everyone who are managing their everyday struggles. Your AU will always be my favorite.

And if you're reading this, what exactly will you do once this AU is completed?

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hammondshottie21 · 3 years

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Now You're For It

Warnings:- The worst here is an obvious Authority kink and Abuse of Power. After that anything else is just implied or open to the reader’s imagination. Still as with everything I write it’s 18+ only. Warnings are given, so if you don’t like it, don't read. Feedback is welcomed.

By proceeding you are acknowledging that you are over 18 and are consenting to the content below the cut.

Author’s Note:- @nsfwsebbie got this little idea when you spoke of writing during class (you naughty girl). Anyway with a nod to your concepts and fics I hope this little piece brightens your day.

Pairings:- Professor! Bucky Barnes, Professor!Steve Rogers, Professor!Ransom Drysdale x Named Female Character (open to the reader’s imagination).

Total Word Count: 1,214

Standing before him twirling your hair around a slender finger, you waited for the final dregs of your classmates to leave while Professor Barnes sat silently before you flicking through the latest batch of assignments. Letting out a little squeak as the heavy door finally closed behind you, you continued to stand and stare in silence as his imposing figure rose from the desk and his icy stare settled on you.

Watching you squirm as a smirk played across his lips, he finally broke the silence as he ordered you to follow him through the other available door that you knew led to his office. Ushering you inside as he quietly locked the door behind him, he directed you to sit before dropping his ass onto the desk before you. Watching as you smoothed out the end of your summer dress, he gave you a few minutes to compose yourself before speaking. "Alright young lady, hand it over." he said, extending his hand as his eyes locked on your innocent face.

"Sir?" you questioned, once again wondering what you had done to land yourself here.

"Don't 'Sir' me, Sabrina. Not yet anyway." he uttered. "The phone. NOW." he continued, flexing his fingers impatiently.

Reaching into your bag, you removed the item and handed it over before realizing he must have figured out what you had been doing during his lecture. Watching as he powered it up, your voice shook slightly as he asked you for the passcode. Calling it out as heat radiated throughout your body and an ache began between your thighs, your eyes focused on the floor as he walked behind you while scrolling through your recent activity. Coming to a stop behind you and bringing the phone into your field of vision, an audible gulp left your throat as your recent Tumblr post appeared before your eyes.

Scrolling through your little concept as his warm breath ghosted over your now fevered skin, his next words told you just how much trouble you were in. "So princess, this is what's more interesting than listening to me trying to expand your mind, huh?" he questioned and you found yourself unable to answer as the phone disappeared and he came to stand before you once more. "Tell me, my not-so-innocent girl, how would you deal with this situation if you were in my shoes?"

"Start with a more fashionable pair of shoes probably." you muttered but swiftly regretted your remark when his hand shot out and stretched your chin up as high it would go.

"Don't get smart with me right now or we'll put that mouth to better use." he barked as his thumb came up to caress your lower lip before pushing hard against your mouth and pressing down on your tongue. Moaning as he began rubbing circles into it, you wondered how you were supposed to follow his next command as his lips rested against your ear and his words echoed through your brain. "Answer me, pet. What would you do?"

Taking in some much needed air as he released your chin and sat back on his desk, you failed to notice the growing ridge in his jeans as you thought properly about your answer. "Probably just give them a verbal warning, Sir," you answered meekly before continuing, "maybe even some lines, I guess?" you questioned innocently, knowing that you were more or less picking out your own punishment.

"Lines?" he scoffed, seriously questioning if you thought that appropriate or if you hoped he would go easy on you. "And let's say I gave you lines, who's to say you'd actually write them or I wouldn't find you once again letting your hormones rule your better judgement?" he asked as he waved your phone in front of your face before placing it on the desk. "No, I think I can find a much more appropriate lesson for you princess." he smirked as his hand reached forward to rest along your thigh.

Whimpering slightly as his fingers squeezed while his hand moved ever closer to the area that was aching for his touch, your eyes widened in utter horror when the previously locked door opened and in walked Professors Rogers and Drysdale.

"Ah gentlemen, perfect timing. I was just about to teach our girl a lesson in listening." he greeted before kissing you quickly and then sitting back up to face his colleagues. "Drysdale lock the door will you. Here Rogers, take a look at this." he said, staring at you as Ransom did as he was told and Steve took the offered phone. "As you can see by the date on those posts this has been going on all semester. In your classes too I suspect." he continued as Ransom helped himself to a drink while Steve looked between you and your phone.

"Oh angel, is this true?" Professor Rogers asked as he handed your phone to Professor Drysdale so he too could get a look at the sexual fantasies your young mind had conjured up while Steve focused his blue eyes on your apprehensive face.

"Ha look, there's one here about me." Ransom suddenly boomed out and as Bucky and Steve ran a hand over their faces, you sat quietly in the chair between all three of your handsome professors and wished the earth would swallow you whole since you knew there was no way to refute the evidence now stacked against you. That was not to be however when Ransom tossed your phone to Professor Barnes and moved to stand behind you.

Leaning down to run his lips along your neck, you left out a whimper as his arrogant voice reached your ear. "Is that really how you see me, little dove?" he asked, but you failed to answer as him biting your earlobe sent you jumping from the chair straight into Professor Barnes' waiting arms.

Laughing out loud and taking the chair you had just vacated as Bucky ran his hand along your back, Steve took charge of the situation and addressed the man holding you to his chest. "So Barnes, you're the one who discovered this infraction and called us. How do you want to handle this?"

Raising your chin and kissing your forehead, a smirk played across his lips as a wicked idea formed in his mind. "How about we start with her newest creation and see where we go from there." he suggested, looking between you and the other participants in your future humiliation.

Nodding his head in agreement as he began to remove his clothes, Ransom meanwhile rose from the chair to follow suit, but not before giving his own edict. "Sounds good to me Barnes, but from now on little dove it's front and center in class for you," he informed you before searching out your panties and ripping them from you, "and you won't be needing these in future either," he continued, tossing the offending item over his shoulder as both the other men agreed.

Gulping then as Bucky held your arms while Steve peeled you out of your dress, you wondered how you had landed yourself in this situation and more importantly how you were supposed to survive it as three sets of hungry eyes now feasted on your ethereal form.

Tagging: @nsfwsebbie

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tilltheendwilliwrite · 3 years

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Star-Crossed: Bound by Blood

Chapter One

Master List

Pairing: Mando/Din Djarin x OFC Baast’Mal

Warnings: I'm making this up as a go, Canon divergent from the series during chapter 13, mild violence

A/N: I make this stuff up as I go along, if I screw something Star Wars-y up, apologies in advance, I didn't do it on purpose, but I'm new to this Fandom. I will be cross posting this story between AO3 and Tumblr except the smutty bits. Those chapters will only be available to registered users on AO3. (I'm trying something new for people who want to read here on Tumblr, but to also avoid the smut for minors controversy. We'll see how it goes.)

*I do not have a tag list* Please follow the story on AO3 if you want email updates, or follow @tilltheendwilliwrite-library where I post the new/latest chapters of all my stories.

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In the sweltering heat of the jungle, Din Djarin crouched to better scan for tracks in the rotting foliage at the base of the tall trees. Pools of light made it difficult to adjust correctly for the shadowy depths; add in the thermal activity of the plants and animals in this stinking sewer of a planet, and he was having a hard time tracking his quarry.

When he'd accepted the puck, he hadn't known what he was getting into as her chain code was surprisingly sparse. The only additional information he had was her name - Taa Marel - her last known location and face.

And what a face. Even on a holo, she was stunning, not that the Mandalorian would let that sway him one way or the other.

He'd tracked the stolen ship from Bogano, where she'd initially been hiding out to this skug hole of a world that was made to torment men in beskar, causing them to swelter in their helmet.

The kid, however, loved the place.

Constantly cooing, riding in his pouch, he touched everything he could get his chubby green fingers on. Leaves, flowers, bugs; those, of course, went straight in his mouth. By this point, Mando accepted the womp rat could and would eat just about anything.

Upon arrival, they'd found the ship nose down, destroyed, and abandoned, but the crash landing had created just enough space for Mando to set the Razor Crest down. Then the hunt began.

After three hours of slogging through the heat, he was ready to kill her. After four, he decided death was too good for someone who made him sweat this hard. After five, he was determined to make her suffer. But they were closing in. He could feel it like an ache in his bones.

Tracks led forward, but something didn't sit right with that. They were too obvious. After hours of following such a well-covered trail, this was an insult to his skills. Footprints led straight down a game trail like a beacon meant to lure him astray.

It wasn't right, too easy by far, and the skin on his nape crawled.

He looked up, straight into the eyes of the woman he was hunting. Even through the distorted colour of heat vision, he could see they were a vibrant green.

He moved on instinct, whipcord shooting out, wrapping around her shoulders, and dragging her out of the tree.

She screamed the battle cry of a hunting cat, an inhuman sound before she twisted mid-air and landed lightly, crouched but on her feet.

"Taa Marel, I can bring you in warm, or I can bring you in cold," he warned her, hand hovering over his blaster.

"That is not my name. And I choose option three."

Her voice kicked him in the groin and made his dick twitch. Stunned, he could only watch as her hands came up and nails like talons shredded his whipcord.

Someone had left a few things out of her chain code.

"Put the child down."

Mando blinked. "Why would I do that?"

What did she want with his foundling? Had she heard about him? Would she attempt to take him?

"I intend to kick your ass, Mandalorian, but I do not hurt children. Put him down."

Surprised, Mando reached for the strap across his chest instead of his blaster. "You're not going to run?"

She lifted a proud chin. "You will continue to hunt me. I would rather die than return to that hell hole, but I will not go easy. I will fight."

She was beginning to impress him with more than just her face.

Din lifted the strap over his head, his eyes fixed on the target, studying her outside of the holo he'd memorized.

She stood with her chin raised, body slightly turned in a stance that bespoke proper training. If one could call it that, her green tunic had no sleeves, crossed over her breasts, tied just beneath them, and ended a few inches thereafter, baring the wealth of sun-darkened skin over tightly packed muscles. Pants hugged slim hips, billowed at her thighs, and tied tight to her calves thanks to the soft, short boots that went to her knee.

Sweat gave her a sheen that made her glow, her vibrant eyes shadowed behind thick, long lashes. Her face was a treasure trove of sculpted brows, sharp nose, and high cheekbones over lips that looked like ripe fruit, begging for teeth.

A mass of hair, the colour of sand, fell in heavy waves to her hips. It began to darken toward the tips until it was as black as the deepest corner of space.

As he moved the kid, she untied a thin cord from her wrist and slowly began to bind her hair in a low tail.

He'd never met a woman like her, a bounty like her, ever. This one - fugitive or not - had honour in her.

The kid cooed and waved. Her lips twitched into a smile as she winked and waved back.

"Fear not, Mandalorian. Should I kill you today, I will raise your foundling as my own."

Din's blood ran cold. "You won't get the chance."

He hung the child's satchel on a low tree knot and drew the beskar spear from his back in the same motion. Though he'd won the spear from magistrate Morgan Elsbeth on Corvus and helped the Jedi Ahsoka Tano defeat her forces, the Jedi held no answers when it came to the kid. Though, Din wondered if that had more to do with him than the little green monster. She'd told him to seek another Jedi, someone with more training than she, but had given him no direction in which to search.

"He is rather cute," she smirked. "But his kind age so slowly. You will be long dead before he is grown."

Mando paused. "You know of his kind?"

She arched a brow. "You do not?"

He lowered the spear and held up his off-hand. "I am tasked with returning him to his people."

Her posture never changed, but her eyes filled with sorrow. "He has no more people. The last of his kind, or what was thought to be the last, died some years ago. Master Yoda was his name."

"I'm to help him find the Jedi," Mando murmured.

Her eyes lost their sadness. "I cannot help you."

"Will not."

"They are one and the same," she whispered.

Lightning fast, she rushed him. Mando barely blocked the first swipe of her claws before the second clanged off his pauldron. He used the spear's shaft to knock her back, even as she kicked him in the ribs, bypassing the beskar.

"Do you know the life you condemn me to, Mandalorian, if you return me to that horrible place?" she asked, crouched once again, a few feet away.

"You're a bounty. I don't make deals," he stated, watching his quarry while keeping his body between her and the kid. His ribs smarted, but he'd had worse.

"No. You just work for the people who Purged your planet!" she spat, leaping and clawing.

She was fast, damn fast. Barely able to keep up, it was all Mando could do not to lose ground until he saw an opening and swept the butt of the spear at her leg.

She jumped back, breath coming hard.

"I didn't ask who the bounty was for." Greef Karga offered him the chance for a big payday, and right now, they could use it.

"You work for the Empire," she sneered. "Returning me to torture and experimentation. Do you think I was always like this!?" She stood and held out her arms, flexing fingers tipped in dark claws. She bared her teeth, revealing wicked-looking canines, then lifted a portion of hair to reveal a sharply pointed ear.

Again he paused, a thing unheard of, to ask, "What are you?" Her chain code said human, but she was certainly not that.

Her proud chin lifted in defiance. "Do you know what a Zentari is, Mandalorian?"

Din inhaled sharply. "That's not possible. They were wiped out."

"All but one. I am Baast'mal, last of the Zentari. The Empire took me as a child and used my gift to ruin me. They bound my blood to the Corellian Sand Panther and Manka Cat. They have so thoroughly defiled my biorhythms that if the constellations were kind enough to cross my path with that of my mate, I do not know if I could bond with him." Pain flickered across her features. "I am sullied, broken. I am a monster," she whispered before shaking herself free of the melancholia and raising that proud chin once more. "So kill me if you can, Mandalorian, for I will not go willingly."

The beskar spear fell from his fingers as Din dropped to a knee and bowed his head. "I am a Child of the Watch. I must offer aid, Zentari. This is the Way."

"The Way?" She took a step back. "The Mandalorians no longer follow the Old Ways. They no longer conceal their face from all but their riduur and ad. The creed is long dead."

He shook his head. "My Tribe is one of zealots. We hold to the old ways of Mandalore. I only recently learned of this as I was raised with them in hiding. The Purge took much, but the ways of the Zentari are remembered in the covert."

She hesitated, eyes wary. "I have faced Mandalorians before. They knew not the Way."

Din stripped his gloves from his hands and held them out, palms up as if catching water. He raised them above his head and brought them down over his helmet, appearing to another as if he washed with air. "Zentari of the Bright Star, may the constellations bless this warrior with a treasure greater than beskar that they would be mine. Cyar'ika. Ka'rta. Riduur."

She inhaled sharply. He watched her fight tears, lip trembling before she closed the distance between them and knelt. She dipped her fingers into his cupped palms as if they held water, brought them to her brow and stroked them down over her eyes and out along her cheeks.

Her hands shook as she lifted them toward his helmet and laid her palms lightly on the sides of the beskar.

His hands gently grasped her wrists, her skin warm and soft beneath his fingers. She wouldn't remove it, that he was sure of, but it was an instinct he couldn't deny when someone touched his helmet.

Her voice was whisper soft when she spoke. "Mandalorian, Holder of the Creed, blessed of the constellations. May you raise warriors strong in the Way and find your riduur. Your cyar'ika. Your ka'rta."

"This is the Way," he murmured, shaken by the encounter.

"This is the Way," she agreed as she drew him forward until his helmet lightly kissed her brow.

The shudder that raced through her raced through him with equal intensity. The Zentari race was a myth, a legend, a beautiful dream. They were so lost to time Din felt like his heart would burst with joy.

"Have you ever removed your helmet, Mando?" she asked softly.

The shortened form of address made his heart skip. "Not before any living thing." The Droid on Nevarro didn't count, and no matter what Bo'Katan said, the creed was his way. He would never show his face to any besides his wife or children.

Let Koska scoff as she liked at his traditions. She had not found a Zentari. She likely wouldn't know what to do with the Zentari if she did.

Din rocked back on his toes and pushed to his feet, surprised when she followed him with equal grace. "Zentari, we should return to my ship. The Alor will want to meet you. The covert will rejoice."

"Baast."

He froze as her hands landed lightly on his beskar covered chest. "What?"

"To you, I am Baast." She stared into his visor as if able to see his eyes.

"Baast," he murmured, wishing he could speak her name without the modulator.

"Yes, Din Djarin," she smiled.

He still held her wrists, and his hands became her shackles. "How do you know that name?" he demanded.

Long lashes swept her cheeks, a coy smile curling her lips. "Grogu told me."

His grip tightened more. "Who is Grogu?"

She tilted her head to look past him at the kid cooing at them. "He is Grogu."

"You can understand him?" Din asked, his shock registering even through the modulator.

"Not in words, but he speaks to those who can listen. Images. Impressions. The Force is strong in him," she smiled at Grogu. "He loves you."

"He's okay." Mando was grateful for the helmet that hid his foolish grin.

"You fool no one," Baast chuckled. She gently twisted her wrists, reminding him of her bondage.

He let her go and stepped back to pick up the spear.

"You are a man blessed of beskar," she murmured. "You must be a great hunter."

"Something like that," he murmured. It still shamed him how he'd acquired his armour, but if he hadn't turned in the kid - Grogu - he wouldn't have been as well-equipped to get him back and keep him safe as they ran from the Empire.

Baast headed for Grogu, her smile growing as she lifted down his carrier and situated the baby against her chest. Grogu giggled and babbled something Mando didn't understand.

"Oh, I see," Baast chuckled, casting a side-eye his direction.

"What?" Mando muttered.

"Clan of the Mudhorn. A clan of two." She flicked her claws over his sigil. "I wondered. Grogu explained."

Mando glared at the kid- Grogu. "Don't tell her all my secrets."

Grogu cooed. Baast cuddled him and smiled slyly. By that look, he was pretty sure it was too late for his secrets.

He turned to go, heading back the way he'd come. It would take hours to return to the Razor Crest, and it was already getting dark.

***

They didn't make it back to the ship before nightfall, but he found a hollow tree in which to spend the dark hours. Creeper vines had choked the life out of the behemoth, leaving them in a cage of vines and dry, dead bark with a wealth of firewood to choose from.

The fire burned brightly, drafting well, casting shadows across Baast's face and keeping the larger predators at bay. She slept curled around Grogu, lips gently parted. The air had finally cooled at sundown, but now he could see the shivers and goosebumps developing on her flesh.

Slowly, he leaned forward to remove the cape from his back. Then, just as quietly, he rose, rounded the fire, and draped it over her and Grogu. She stirred but didn't wake, and Din returned to his watch on the far side of the fire.

A Zentari. He could scarce believe it.

She was a myth made flesh—a beautiful dream. Once, when Mandalore still followed the old ways, Zentarus was where many warriors sought their mates, their most cherished riduur.

A Zentari was always fast and strong and incredibly rare. They grew quickly but aged slowly, their years stretching out into eternity, some said. Fine in face and form, when they met their match, they bonded, taking on traits of the other and giving a few as well.

A Mandalorian could live a very long time with a Zentari mate.

But most Mandalorians came home empty-handed as a bond with a Zentari could not be forced, but those who the stars smiled upon, those most blessed with a cherished mate, bonded in ways that grew legends. It was said their children were the most incredible of warriors.

Baast'mal was everything he imagined when told stories of Zentari as a child new to the Tribe. It didn't hurt that she was the most mesh'la female he'd ever seen. Fast. Strong. Deadly. He wondered at what the Empire had done to her, how they could force the blood bonds on Sand Panthers and Manka cats, and just what other mutations they'd caused.

He also wondered at her Force sensitivity. What she felt or even what she could do had not been discussed, but Mando knew there was more to her than he had yet discovered.

But it was the ache in him, the growing need to once again touch her skin that concerned him.

It was primal. Feral. It clawed at him. It had him itching to be closer - much closer - to her. He wanted to show her his face and hope she found him as pleasing as he did her.

Din had nothing to go by in comparison. He'd seen his reflection before, of course, but he had no way of knowing if a woman would think him handsome. He'd had encounters before, ones in which everyone walked away satisfied, some paid for, others freely offered, but the helmet and the beskar never came off.

With her, he wanted to be bare, stripped off all trappings. Din wanted to feel his naked skin against hers. He wanted to taste it.

"You are a very loud thinker," she mumbled, bright eyes glowing softly beyond the fire.

Mortification filled him. "I'm sorry, I-"

"I do not know your thoughts, Mando," she clarified, "just feel a gentle buzzing from the beskar. It restricts what I pick up from you."

Relief almost had him sagging. Baast closed her eyes, but he was loath to let the conversation end.

"How old are you?" She looked young, maybe twenty-five.

Her brow twitched, amusement in her smile. "It is rude to ask."

"I wondered how long the Empire had you," he explained.

Shadows darkened her eyes. "Forty years."

"But they've only been around for thirty," he frowned.

She gave a hollow laugh and sat up. "They have been around much, much longer. I remember the day they came for us. They slaughtered all who fought, men and women. Every child they could catch was rounded up and taken away." She looked away, down at dark claws. "I was the only Zentari to survive the experiments."

"I'm sorry." He was. "I know what it's like to lose everything."

She tilted her head. "You were a foundling."

It wasn't a question, and Din didn't answer her.

"They began experimenting with my blood almost immediately. I was ten when they bound traits of the Manka to me. I was fifteen when they brought in the Panther."

"How? Why?"

Her eyes burned into his. "Because they could." She flexed her fingers. "Because they are depraved. Because they are monsters, who turn others into abominations."

"You're not."

She looked at him in surprise.

Din shifted until he stood and made his way around to her side, where he offered his hand. Baast took it and joined him in the shadows as he led her a few steps away from Grogu. He stripped his gloves from his hands, the need to touch her no longer under his control.

Slowly, he reached up to caress her cheek. He pushed her hair back, revealing the pointed tip of her ear. Her eyes gleamed from behind heavy lids when he stroked his fingers down her tricep and finally cupped her elbow.

He closed his opposite hand around her nape; his thumb pressed to her spiking pulse. "You are no monster."

"My blood is sullied."

"Perhaps. But you remain unbroken," he murmured. "You lived. You escaped. Mesh'la, you are a beacon of shining hope to my Tribe. If there is one Zentari, perhaps there are others."

She closed her eyes. "There is not."

"How do you know?"

A tear trickled down her cheek. "I felt the last die three years ago. It was what gave me the strength to escape."

"Mishuk gotal'u meshuroke, pako kyore," he murmured, rubbing his thumb on her pulse.

"Pressure makes gems; ease makes decay?" A small smile twitched her lips. "Am I a gem, Mando?"

"No."

She arched an amused brow.

"You are something more precious than any gem," he murmured.

Colour dusted her cheeks. "A Mandalorian who has a way with words? I truly have seen it all," she teased.

He sighed and made sure it echoed through the modulator. "Get some rest." He attempted to move away, but she grabbed him by the belt.

"Stay."

"Baast?"

"Stay." She took his hand, led him closer to Grogu, encouraged him to sit against a fallen chunk of tree, and then curled up beside him, tucking herself under his arm.

"The beskar is too hard," he worried.

"No harder than a prison cell, and you are much warmer. I have not known the comfort of another since I was seven," she admitted.

He sighed again but gave in, curling his arm around her.

"Thank you for your cape."

"Hm."

Her chuckle was more of a low purr. When it rippled through him, Din swore he felt something inside him purr back.

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Steamy Love (A Tom Hiddleston x Reader) Chapter 30:~Time After Time~ FINALE

Summary: The nights alone have become colder and colder, and not just because of the weather.

Warnings: Angst in the beginning.

Read it on my Wattpad: www.wattpad.com/HiddlesStar

Word count: 2596

Tags: @theoneanna @midnightdragonzero @drakesfiance @kcd15 @ihthr @deviantsendbyreallife @bookgirlunicorn @cherrygeek86 @peachlobotomy666

A/N: This is it. The final chapter. Thank you so much for everyone that has liked, reblogged, or simply read any and every chapter of this fic. It's the first fanfiction I've completed in almost 5 years, but it's the first I've ever made public on Tumblr. It may be a while until I get back into writing completely, as I've decided to ship some of my creative focus towards drawing. I'm not very good at it, but I aspire to improve. Will I show my work at all? Maybe, if there's really a demand for it (though I doubt it lmao). I may post some Oneshots here or there. We'll see.

Until then, thank you for reading.

After you'd return home, Tom would start calling you at least twice a day for the next couple weeks. You didn't have the heart to block his number, but you certainly weren't going to pick up and talk to him. You couldn't believe what had happened at that event. You couldn't believe you allowed it to happen. You were always against public sex, but you couldn't help yourself around him. It's like he had you under a spell that forced you to need him. To desire him.

That's why you needed to stay far away from him. It doesn't matter that he loves you. He hurt you, in ways you can't even explain. In ways you don't want to explain. You just wanted to forget that night. Forget your feelings.

Forget him.

Though even after a month of locking yourself into your work, you still received his calls. You kept hearing about the play he was in and how great he was doing, even though the public had finally found out that you were no longer together. You couldn't help but check up on him and his play. While it hurt to hear his name, you were proud of him. You were proud of all he had already accomplished. You wish you could just talk to him and hear him boast about it. You were so excited to talk to him more about it before the big fight. It ate away at your heart that you couldn't hear him ramble about it. Hear the excited tone in his voice. You didn't want to stay mad at him, especially after the last thing he said to you...

Did he mean it? Did he...love you? Really love you? In truth, you were tired of being angry. You just wanted a chance to talk, but everytime he'd call you, you'd freeze up. You wouldn't, or couldn't answer.

That night, you really couldn't get to sleep, and you couldn't put on a happy smile for a stream. All you could really do is lay in bed with your phone beside you, quietly thinking to yourself.

You heard your phone begin to ring, looking at the Caller ID. You recognized the number. It was Tom.

You felt your heart flutter a little. You've been thinking about him all day, and you had wondered if these calls were ever going to stop. Did you even want them to stop?

Before the ringing would stop, you picked up the phone and answered it, holding it up to your ear. You heard nothing. Not even breathing.

"...Hello?..." You whispered, already feeling your emotions flare up. "...Tom?.."

"...You picked up.." You heard him speak, his tone sounding a little shaky. Had he been crying?

"Y-Yeah, I know..." You smirked slightly, sitting up some. "I-I guess I had to, eventually.."

"You...haven't picked up at all...f-for weeks.." Tom whispered. "I-I've just...been calling to hear your voicemail."

That hit you rather harder than you expected it to, already feeling tears well up in your eyes. You didn't want to get emotional again, but it was hard not to. He sounded sad.

"H...How's the play been?.." You asked, giving a shaky smile.

"Good.." You heard a half laugh from Tom. "I-It's been...fun. I...wish you could see it."

You frowned a little, closing your eyes to let some tears slowly fall down your cheeks.

"...Me too.." You admitted, giving a shaky breath. "I...I'm...tired of being angry. I want to talk.."

Tom let out another sigh, taking a minute to find the right words before speaking up again.

"...I was wrong to get angry at you.." Tom spoke, his voice a little shaky again. "I shouldn't of said the things I said, and I should've let you speak for yourself instead of barging out of that house and leaving you with all that paperwork. I regret it. I regret it all. I regret everything I did to you to make you upset, (Y/N).."

You frowned deeply, the hand holding the phone becoming a little shaky. You believed him, but part of you still hurt. He really did break your heart.

You sniffled somewhat, knowing he heard it. "D-Did you mean it?.." You finally managed to ask, your body shivering a little.

"I didn't mean to make you upset.." Tom spoke, though he was a little confused with what you meant.

"I-I mean...at the show.." You let out a shaky breath. "W-When you said you loved me...did you mean it? Or--Or was is just from the heat of the moment?.."

"...I meant it." Tom admitted, giving a slight sad chuckle. "I absolutely mean it. I love you.."

You couldn't help but smile, your heart fluttering up again. You placed a hand on your chest, feeling your heartbeat increase.

"...I love you too, Tom.." You spoke, holding back a slight sob.

You heard Tom give a shaky chuckle. You could practically see his big smile in your head. You missed that smile dearly. You wished you could see it again.

"S-So.." Tom calmed himself, clearing his throat a bit. "Wh-What now? Will you take me back?"

You smiled a little. "D-Do you think this would work? A long distance sort of thing?.." You asked.

"If I could fly you down here to be with me, I would.." Tom admitted. "But this play has me incredibly busy. I hardly have time to walk Bobby in the morning.."

"And I barely have the assets and time to actually start a moving process.." You frowned slightly. "Moving to another country, as much as I want it, would be ridiculously hard on my own."

You and Tom both went quiet for a moment, both of you really thinking about this. Neither of you had the time to help you get to him, but neither of you wanted to be apart for months. Who knows what else may come up during Tom's play? He could end up being gone until Christmas or something. You wanted to see him.

"I'm sure I'll think of something.." Tom finally spoke, smiling a little. "I promise. I'll find a way to you.."

"Don't start throwing money around to get to me.." You chuckled a bit, making him laugh as well. "As much as I miss you, I can wait for as long as you need me to."

"I'm not sure I can.." Tom admitted, letting out a slight sigh. "I'd love to catch

up with you on everything, but it's nearly 3 in the morning and I need to get some sleep.." Ah, you had forgotten about the Timezone differences. He's all the way up in London now, after all.

"I promised to call you before the play. I promise.."

"Okay.." You smiled warmly. "I-I love you, Tom.."

"And I love you, (Y/N). Truly.." He spoke in a warm tone. It made your chest feel all warm.

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight.."

He hung up first after that.

You set your phone down, feeling your heartbeat once more as a few more tears slipped down your cheeks. You forgave him and admitted that you loved him, but would you really be okay having to wait months and months to see him again? You just wanted to be in his arms again and feel his lips on yours. You were scared of how long you'd potentially have to wait.

Despite that, you were able to get some nice rest. You dreamed of the day you'd get to lay in his arms.

And it would come sooner than you thought.

Another month went by, and you had gotten yourself on to a talk show to talk about your rising fame and upcoming movie. You had never been on one before, so you made sure to doll yourself up a little bit and wear a nice dress. It would be weird going up there on your own, but you had heard and seen from other interviews that the talk show host man was really nice. After fixing yourself up in the mirror, you saw the show start. The talk show host introduced you to the audience before calling you on stage. You smiled brightly as you climbed the stairs and went on stage, seeing all of the people from the audience begin to cheer. All of those people made a permanent bright smile appear on your face. You waved at everyone with a soft chuckle before sitting down on the soft sofa, shaking the show hosts hand as everyone quieted down.

"So nice to have someone new for a change!" The host spoke with a chuckle.

"It feels amazing to be here.." You admitted with a bright smile, crossing your legs.

"So, you've got your first movie coming out, eh? Got yourself quite the co-star, I hear.." They began, leaning forward a bit on their desk. "How was that?"

You chuckled again. People had learned that you and Tom were back together, so you've never stopped hearing about him.

"Yeah. We actually had to live together by that little outdoor set.." You admitted. "I messed up with renting one of the houses, so he let me stay with him."

"And that's how you fell in love, yeah?" The host grinned, being interrupted by the audience clapping for a moment before they'd quiet down. That was so surreal to see.

"I always hear about flings happening between costars on set.." You admitted. "But...my time with him was much more than that. He's treated me better than most, that's for sure."

"You haven't seen him since the beginning of the year, yes?" The host asked. "Has that been hard for you?"

You smiled sadly, placing a hand on your chest some. "It's not impossible, but it's been hard. I'm not upset about it, though. We've both become incredibly busy rather quickly. He's got his play, which I hear is amazing, and I've been streaming practically 7 times a week now that I've had the time again."

"Well, it's good to know you're staying optimistic." The host replied.

"Yeah.." you nodded a bit. "It's been...a little harder these last couple days, though. We call each other multiple days a week."

"Do you have a song you like to listen to?" The host asked, smirking some. "One that reminds you of him?"

You took a moment to really think about that. The question brought you back to the time you and Tom went to the grocery store and Time After Time came on the radio in the car, and when he kissed you in front of everyone in that clothing shop, the same song played. You had downloaded the song on to your phone after that day. You didn't realize how important it was to you until now. Tom even had it on his phone, last time you checked.

"Cyndi Lauper's 'Time After Time', maybe?.." You admitted with a shy chuckle. "It's played a couple times during my days with Tom. I downloaded it after people found out we were together because it was playing in that clothing store when he kissed me."

"Awe, that's sounds perfect.." The host smiled brightly, one of his hands moving under the desk. "You think Tom would give the same answer?" They asked.

"I mean, he's into the older styles of music.." You chuckled, a little confused. "I could call him and ask him later.."

You were too focused on the show host to hear footsteps come upstairs on to the stage, though the surprise was ruined by the sudden erupting screams and applause from the audience.

You turned around just in time for the host to start playing that song over the little speaks around set as you and the man locked eyes.

It was Tom.

You couldn't believe it.

Your eyes immedietly watered as you got up from your seat and ran to Tom, seeing him open out his arms to you. You ran right into his arms, wrapping your arms around his body. You almost didn't believe that this was real. It felt like a dream. How was he here? How did he make time for this?

You pulled back and cupped his face with both hands, already nearly sobbing just from the sight of him.

"Are you actually here!?" You asked with a happy whimper. It warmed your heart to see his big smile. He was emotional, too.

"I managed to find some extra time to get a flight down.." Tom chuckled, though he wasn't able to explain himself fully just yet. Hearing his voice so close to you made you want to just break into happy tears right then and there, so you pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss. You heard the audience go nuts, making you smile in the kiss. Tom pulled you closer to him, keeping the kiss locked until he remembered you were supposed to be doing an interview. He pulled back and gestured to the seats, holding your hand as you both sat down.

You could barely keep your eyes off of Tom for the whole rest of the interview. Afterwards, you'd say goodbye to everyone and leave the building together. You spoke outside once you reached his car.

"I've got another surprise for you.." Tom admitted, giving you a warm smile as he let go of your hand. He moved into his car for a moment and pulled out something before going back to you. He revealed 2 one-way tickets. Tickets to the UK.

"Would you still like to move in with me, my love?.." He asked you, looking into your eyes with his big, blue orbs.

Your eyes widened some and your heart skipped a beat. You placed your hand over your mouth before giving a shaky chuckle. "A-Are you serious?..." You asked, seeing him nod.

"With one phone call to a familiar moving company and a day or two, you can be living with me.." Tom spoke. "All I need is a Y--"

"Yes! Hell yes!" You chuckled happily before wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him into another close hug. Tom flinched before chuckling, hugging you back for a moment before pulling back to give you another deep kiss, inhaling some to take in how soft your lips were. The joy you felt in your heart couldn't be properly described.

You pulled back from the kiss to wipe all the tears that had run down your cheeks, including some of the makeup makeup had on. "I'm gonna end up crying all day.." you joked with a chuckle.

Tom chuckled as well, smirking some. "I could give you other reasons to have tears in your eyes.."

Oh god, you had a feeling he hadn't gotten over this flirtatious phase he's had with you.

Then again...

You chuckled some. "It's been a couple months hasn't it?" You asked, biting yhe corner of your lower lip.

"Mhmm.." Tom purred somewhat "and I've learned some things.."

"Have you, now?.." You tilted your head some, getting a nod from Tom.

"Indeed I have.." Tom grinned. "And there's a certain...doctor who has been dying to meet you."

You knew who he was talking about. You recently rewatched High-Rise.

"Ooh, I guess I shouldn't keep him waiting, then.." You purred back with a little wink, moving around him to get into the passenger side.

Tom snickered some, getting into the drivers side.

You bet there would be quite a bit of steamy love after packing.

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Steamy Love (Tom Hiddleston x Reader) Part 17: ~Everyone's Attention~

Summary: Tom has a lot to make up for. He must find a way to win you back, but does his plan work?

Warnings: Bitterness. Public Displays of Affection. Paparazzi.

Read it on my Wattpad: @/HiddlesStar

Word count: 2'092

Tags: @theoneanna @midnightdragonzero @drakesfiance @kcd15 @ihthr @deviantsendbyreallife

For that whole night and early morning, you didn't say a word to Tom. Not a single word. You didn't even look at him when you made him a cup of coffee, seeing the slight frown on his face from the corner of your eye as you went to your room to get dressed. You'd both be headed to work soon, but thankfully you didn't have to get any scenes done. Today was more of a wardrobe day. You, Tom, another co-star and the director would be going to different clothing stores to pick out stuff for the characters to wear during the winter portion of the film. You'd probably hang around the co-star. She was nice. Nice and married. Maybe that'll keep Tom from wanting to go on lone weekend dinners with her, too.

...

You didn't mean to feel so bitter. You didn't actually think Tom was "cheating" on you with Amanda. You two weren't really in a committed relationship in the first place, but he says he doesn't share. He was honest about who he was going to see and why he was having dinners with her. He didn't lie. Maybe he was just trying to let her down easy, so he could be with you.

You huffed. Even if that was the case, it seemed like he was willing to risk being seen in public with her rather than with you. You were almost certain someone saw them. Maybe there were already Tumblr and Twitter posts about it. You didn't even want to look. Just thinking about it makes you nauseous.

You got dressed for the day to take your mind off of it.

Tom was feeling sick himself. Sick and disappointed in himself. He didn't even think about possibly being seen with Amanda. He was just focused on letting her down easy so he could be with you, but he took too long to accomplish that. He was more worried about hurting Amanda than losing you. Now, he's slowly losing the chance to really be with you, and not just for lust. He's grown real feelings for you over these last couple weeks. You have been living together for pretty much a month now. He knows now that this is no longer just for pleasure. He needs to win your trust and your feelings back. He plans to speak to you after the day is done. He knows exactly what to say. He'll win you back. He has to.

Once you were both ready, you headed out to meet the director at his van. Tom sat in the back with you, since the female costar was in the passenger seat with security in the very back. You looked out your window once the car drove out of the neighborhood, with one hand at your side and the other on your lap. As you focused on the scenery, you felt a hand slightly rest on top of yours. Without looking, you knew it was Tom's hand, trying to communicate with you without words. You winced, taking a moment before moving your hand away to rest on your lap. You could practically feel his sadness as he let out a slight sigh, moving his own hand away. You weren't giving any pity, though. You were still upset.

When you got to the store, it was in a big outside mall area. You spotted a couple groups of fans across the parking lot, gasping when they saw Tom get out of the car once it parked. Most of them waved at Tom, who kindly waved back with a little smile despite feeling sad. Some of them even waved at you. Maybe they were fans of your streams. Either way, some recognition made you feel a little better, smiling and waving at them as you all entered the store. Security would stop any fans from entering the store, thankfully, though you knew paparazzi was on their way for sure.

You went off with the female costar. Faith was her name. She was nice. You had a similar taste in style, so you two were able to talk and compare, figuring out together what did and didn't look good. Maybe you were making a new friend.

The Director and Tom were out in their own area, though eventually you, Tom and Faith were all in the same aisle, fans visibly watching from the windows outside. Most of them were paying attention to Tom, but the ones paying attention to you kinda made you laugh. One of them was loud enough for you to hear them reference something from your streams, making you let out a laugh. Tom heard you laugh, looking up at you with sad eyes. It was hard to tell if any of the fans noticed how he was looking at you. They were more so focused on his physical appearance.

You both locked eyes from across the clothing aisle, hearing Faith talk to you as you gazed at Tom, though you kinda drowned her out for a moment. You could tell he felt bad for what he had done to you, and in truth, you were tired of being mad. You wanted to be able to be in his arms again, sleep next to him in his bed and kiss him at home after a long day of filming. You wanted to be friendly with him and laugh with him. You missed being with him. You missed him.

He gave you a slight quiet smile, since he understood the reference the fan had shouted to you. He had such a soft smile. It made you melt. You couldn't help but smile back at him. You missed his eyes.

Just as you shared a smile, his phone went off. He winced and checked his phone. You could tell by his expression that it was most likely Amanda. He looked back up at you, and you locked eyes again. You just rolled your eyes and looked back at the clothes Faith and you were looking at before, continuing your conversation with her.

Tom frowned. He could feel you slipping away. He looked down at his phone, then up at you and Faith. He glanced up a bit when he recognized the song starting to play in the store. It was Cyndi Lauper's Time After Time again. He remembered this song playing on the radio when you two went to go get snacks for when you'd watch High Rise together. He really liked this song, and you had grown to like it as well. You've listened to it a lot, and you think of him when you hear it.

Tom looked over at you again, seeing you preoccupied with talking to Faith.

Fuck the plan. Fuck words. He's proving his feelings now, with action.

Without answering it, he dropped his phone into the basket of clothes at his feet and marched over to where you were. He could hear the sounds of his fans calling to him from outside as he marched, but he was only focused on you.

Faith winced as she noticed Tom walking to you, giving a slight point so you'd turn to look at him. You visibly squinted.

"Tom, what--"

Before you could say much, he grabbed you by cupping your face, pulling you into a sudden deep kiss. You were shocked. Faith was shocked. The Director was shocked. Everyone outside was shocked. You could tell this kiss was all for you. He was all for you. It was a hungry, needy, sensual and desperate kiss, practically pouring out his feelings in this one deep kiss.

Without much care for who was watching, you kissed him back, wrapping your arms around his neck. You could hear the shocked and happy screams from outside, as well as slightly feel the flashes of cameras even with your eyes closed. The paparazzi had shown up just in time. They were watching you and Tom. The whole world was watching you two embrace. You almost couldn't believe he would kiss you like this, in front of all these people. Maybe you really do mean a lot to him.

After a few moments, he pulled back, still cupping your face, gazing at you with his big blue eyes. You looked up at him as well, giving him a warm smile. He smiled back. You felt warm again. He really chose you over her, or maybe he never chose her to begin with. Maybe you were always the first.

"...Tom...Earth to Tom Hiddleston." The director came up from behind Tom, tapping him on the shoulder. Apparantly he had been trying to get his attention for a while now.

"Hm?" Tom let go of you and turned to the director, a shy blush on his face.

"If you're done making out with (Y/N), we gotta get going in a couple minutes. You should go pay for your stuff.." He spoke to Tom before walking off.

"R-Right away, sir.." Tom spoke with a nervous little laugh before turning back to you with a soft smile.

"I-I suppose we'll talk later?.." He spoke to you.

You gave a soft chuckle.

"Go get your clothes, big dog.." You spoke, giving him a playful nudge and a wink. He chuckled with you before moving back to where he was before, putting his phone in his pocket and picking up the basket to go pay for what he had in it. That nickname was related to one of the lines from 'Move It On Over', one of Hank's songs that Tom had covered for I Saw The Light. That was the nickname you gave him. He still has yet to think of the perfect nickname for you, but that's not important at the moment. What's important is what just happened, really. He kissed you in front of all of those people. In front of work friends, in front of fans and in front of the paparazzi. You expected those pictures to be posted everywhere in the next couple minutes. You wouldn't be surprised if it would be in the news that Tom has a new girl by the time you'd get back to the house. You were almost excited to see pictures of the kiss.

You turned to Faith, who let out a little laugh.

"Jesus christ, girl. You better feel lucky.." She grinned, making you laugh.

"I feel very lucky.." You admitted with a big smile, walking with her to the counter to pay for your clothes. Once everything was all paid for, everyone went outside to head back to the van. Security made sure no one got to you or Tom, but you could hear some sentances and questions in the crown.

"Are you two dating!?"

"You guys are so cute!"

"Oh my God he's so soft!"

"You're perfect for each other!"

It was really nice, actually. You were recieving all of these nice compliments. You half expected his fans to run you down like a stampede. They were nice than most fandoms.

In the van ride to the next store, Tom put his hand on top of yours again, only this time you didn't move your hand away. You let him hold your hand, giving him a warm smile.

"Tweets are already going out about the kiss.." Faith admitted, checking her phone while she sat in the passenger seat. "Theres already pictures of you two in the Tom Hiddleston tag.."

"Whoops.." Tom shrugged, you letting out a soft giggle.

"That was the most intense form of PDA I've certainly ever seen.." The director chuckled. "Show that on set next time."

"Oh, I'm certain they will, now that it's public knowledge.." Faith smirked.

"I hope that didn't cause any trouble.." You chimed in. "They were screaming quite a bit.."

"I believe that's my fault.." Tom raised his other hand slightly.

"You're right. It is." You joked, looking at him with warm eyes. He looked at you with a little laugh. You were happy to be able to share these moments with Tom again. It wasn't pleasant being angry.

You still planned to talk to him once the day was over, but for now, you wanted to enjoy his company again. You'd be spending the rest of the day going from store to store to get different things, so you planned to be close with him for the rest of the day, knowing the pictures and attention would just keep rolling in. You wanted Amanda to know who he belonged to.

Tom is yours.

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