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#Joe Elliott Fluff
appetite4savage · 2 years
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Tickle Monster - A mini Joe Elliott imagine
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“Stop!” I shriek at the top of my lungs. I can barely contain my laughter as Joe continues to tickle me in all the right places. I try to push him away so that I can get a chance to breathe, but the relentless attack continues.
He pauses and looks at me with his mischievous green eyes and stupid grin as he’s perched above me on the couch.
“Telling me you’re ticklish wasn’t a very smart idea, love.” He chuckles, leaning down to kiss me.
Before he reaches my lips, I put a finger to his mouth. I try to catch my breath before speaking.
“Yeah, remind me not to tell you any more of my fears.” I groan. He nips at my finger on his mouth and I pull away quickly.
“Don’t lie to me. You liked it.” He teases. He moves his head down to my neck and leaves small kisses and nibbles. His hands fall on either side of me.
“Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t.” I say nonchalantly.
He looks up at me with a cocked eyebrow before the same mischievous grin reappears on his face.
Without warning, he goes right back to tickling me.
“I- I am- I’m getting you back for this later.” I say breathlessly.
“Sure, love. You can’t surprise me, you know that.” He whispers against me.
I quickly flip us over on the couch, pinning Joe’s arms against the armrest, leaving him shocked.
“You were saying?”
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*a/n: I was listening to I Wanna Touch U while writing this so I’m picturing Adrenalize era Joe here 🥰
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rockinnrollin · 1 year
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good morning, due to the latest photo of sav with a child, i’ve written a little one shot about having some heavy baby fever with him and want to know if you all would like some smut with it or just leave it as is?
-jade xoxo
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i-love-def-leppard · 3 months
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Masterlist 🐆
- here is a short list of my works at the moment, but more to come in the future! requests are open so please feel free to message me or send an ask. i am working on two requests at the moment so i cannot promise getting yours done right away, but i’d be glad to complete them as soon i can:) happy reading my luvs 🫶
⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ⊹ ꙳ ⁺ ‧ ⨯. ⁺ ✦ ⊹ . * ꙳ ✦ ⊹ ⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ⊹ ꙳ ⁺ ‧ ⨯. ⁺ ✦ ⊹ .
🔥 - smut
😏 - mentions of smut but not graphic
☁️ - fluff
ONESHOTS
Welcome Home - Def Leppard x Reader ☁️
I Wanna Touch You - Joe Elliott x Reader (Part One) 😏
I Wanna Touch You - Joe Elliott x Reader (Part Two) 🔥
Comin’ Under Fire - Rick Savage x Reader 🔥
FICS
coming in the future…
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defleppardfan1 · 2 months
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After Love Bites ends I have a Joe Elliott x Reader angst-fluff with smut one shot nearly ready.
This is one shots only as I ma back at university and have assignments to do. 💖
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make-me-your-animal · 2 months
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I saw you were taking requests. Would you do a Joe Elliott fluff fic please. Not really feeling well at the minute and need a small pick me up 💖
I'll get it done as soon as possible ❤️❤️
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mrsjoeelliott · 3 years
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Joe Elliott Fluffiness
Hi @savageandnikkiapproved , it’s me again! You said you wanted more pics of Joe Elliott. Very understandable why... I told you I had work, so I’d “send you something alright!”, and well... Here you go! Enjoy...
I groaned, rolling over in the bed. The sheets warm and crisp, forcing me to sink down into them. Like sinking sand, I felt myself just melt away, the smells of freshly made coffee, and his cologne bringing me back to earth. I was floating on a cloud of pure bliss, not a care in the world. Just me and him...
I snuggled into his pillow, taking in the smell. It was home for me now. Where I wanted to be, where I felt I belonged...
I sighed, hearing the door creak open, my senses all coming back to me. I heard his gentle footsteps, coming closer. I felt the dip of the bed, as he climbed atop. I hid my smile, as he crawled his way from my feet, up to my face. I could feel his smile, his warmth, his love... He kissed the back of my exposed neck, as I lay on my stomach, and I couldn't hold back the moan.
He chuckled at me, making me fall for him even more. "Good morning." He whispered in my right ear, placing a gentle kiss on my bare shoulder. His Sheffield accent makes me weak... "Good morning..." I sighed happily, eyes still closed, preying this dream won't end. "You had better get up, love." He whispered to me. "I don't want to... Can't we just stay here forever?" I begged him. "I'd love to, but duty calls..." He broke it to me gently. "Fine..." I turned onto my back.
I opened my eyes, with a yawn and a stretch, before looking up at the man who I get to call mine. "Beautiful." He smiled down at me, sat on my right. No shirt in sight. His blonde hair a shaggy, morning mess. "Shush. I look terrible..." I grumbled, my hair sprawled out mess on my pillow, caused from my slumber. He smiled and leaned down, his lips meeting mine. "Get up, OK?" He whispered, pulling back ever so slightly. "OK." I looked into his deep green eyes.
Joe Elliott took my hands and stood up, pulling me up, into a seated position, only letting me go once he knew I could hold myself up. I grabbed the duvet, covering my body, as he walked over to the closet and picked out a shirt for himself. "I made coffee." He told me, as I got lost just staring at him. I've been in love with him, from the moment I first saw him. He's just perfect. For someone like him to fall for someone like me... It’s something from a dream.
"Yeah..." I smiled. "Morgan?" He chuckled, looking at me. "Yeah..." I smiled. He laughed. "I said I made coffee!" "OK..." I just stared at him. How could I not?
He put a black dress shirt on, forgetting the buttons, and came over to the bed, pinning me down, kissing my neck. I laughed, coming back to reality, moaning at his kisses. "Get up." He told me, looking down at me, as I was pinned. "We gotta go." "OK..." I smiled at him, speaking softly, not wanting this moment to end. Joe kissed my lips, before letting me go, both of us getting up.
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Candied Confessions
Fandom: Def Leppard
Pairing: Joe/Sav (how/Aav)
Warning: slash, poorly written drabble
A/N: my first drabble! I hope y’all like it 🥰
Summary: cOtToN cAnDy y’all
“I love you,” Joe whispered, watching Sav take a piece of the cotton candy.
“What?” Sav questioned, unsure if he’d heard right.
“Nothing.”
Sav smirked, ripping off a chunk and tossing it at him. “Don’t play dumb with me.”
“I love you.” His eyes followed the candy as it fell to the ground, the color reminding him of the pain that would gleam in Sav’s eyes, the loss that would follow shortly thereafter.
“Joe? Hey, it’s alright, I’m not mad.” Sav murmured, lifting Joe’s chin to face him.
“You’re not?”
“No, of course not. Actually, I- I love you, too.”
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Imagine: It’s Valentine’s Day 1983, And You Spend It With All The Lepps While On Tour
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But at the end of the day, after everything’s done, you and Joe are walking around outside together...
February 14th, 1983. Annecy, France:
"So, did you enjoy your Valentine's Day?" Joe asked you while you both continued to walk alongside each other, "Your first real one?" His curious smile and question were to be expected, as a fair amount of work was put in by the entire band in order to make the day special enough for you. It was your first Valentine's Day around the boys since you came to know them, and naturally, of course, they were feeling kinda lonely. A tour had just begun, so those who had girlfriends couldn't see them, and those who didn't- well, didn't. You, personally, didn't care for the holiday too much, having never celebrated it for real before. That day, however, the Leppards wanted to change that for you. After saying that you deserved a real celebration of the holiday, they decided they'd take matters into their own hands and romance it up collectively. Their intentions were good, to say the least, and the execution of it was even better than you expected from them. When they made it clear that they were all going to "date you for a day", they really delivered right up to their word. They continued to deliver even until after dusk, but one by one, they each disappeared into their respective rooms for the night. This left you and Joe wandering about the fenced edges of the hotel's back lawn together, as neither one of you wanted to chicken out first. The soft keyboard of "Baby I Love Your Way" trailed out to the far edges of the grounds where you both stood, just barely loud enough to hear clearly.
"Yes..." you playfully admitted to him, looking up at the overcast night sky, "It was rather nice... especially when you all got down on one knee with those daisies this morning." "I know you were probably expecting roses, but we didn't wanna hold 'em," he put his hands in his pockets and shrugged, "You know, thorns..." You laughed a bit, dismissing the substitution, "No, no, that was fine, I loved it." You stopped and leaned your forearms on the fence, facing outward and looking at the city lights in the distance. It was rather late, rather dark, and rather cold, but you felt like you couldn't miss out on a single second of this moment. Your life had been changed completely ever since jumping on with the Leppard crew, and you didn’t want to miss a single thing of this new life. Joe mimicked your position beside you, gazing out as well. "I still don't understand why you would do this, though," you shook your head in disbelief, "This whole day, I mean. It was just so sweet, and all for me... I just don't get it." "We told you, we just felt like it was the right thing to do. We didn't wanna leave you to be alone again on a day of- you know... love!" With a scoff, you retorted, "Hate to tell you this, buddy, but I'm the loneliest bitch on the face of the earth." "Not exactly," he differed with a smile, "You've got five bitches here who admire your company- even if four of them decided to go to bed already." You chuckled just audibly enough for him to hear, and turned back to the view before you. Without warning, Joe put his arm around you and pulled you into a half hug, "Come on, we could sense that it was our duty to provide you with a real Valentine's Day experience! You know, a dinner, a dance, a kiss, just anything to make it enjoyable!" He paused briefly before adding, "We know you've never really had a Valentine's Day before..." Your head turned to look at him with admiration, snickering, "You guys are too sweet, but none of you kissed me tonight. I don't think you guys would let yourselves get caught like that- you're all a lot more shy than you let on." With a shrug and a shake of his head, Joe suggested, "Well if it's a kiss you're looking for..." Before he could go any further, you cut him off with a laugh, turning your head back to look outward at the lights, "Nah I'm good, you've done enough." He retreated his arm from around you, laughing along, "Okay, okay... thought I'd offer! My lips feel chapped, anyways; you wouldn't want that." Both of you went back to walking parallel with the fence, and listening to the distant music. In a short time, the wind began to blow a little, chilling you more than you wanted. "You cold?" Joe asked out of curiosity, sensing the change in the temperature as well. "It's a bit chilly, yeah..." "We'll fix that." "I don't wanna go inside just yet if that's what you're-" But that wasn't what he was suggesting. He moved behind you instead, and began rubbing your arms with some vigorous movement in an attempt to warm you up. A surprised noise escaped your mouth as you stopped walking, and you laughed at him, "Wait, isn't this supposed to be when you take off your coat and put it around me- like a true gentleman on Valentine's Day?" "Nah that's a bit daft," he dismissed the suggestion, and hugged you from behind instead (trapping your arms in the process), "I've got some good body heat going. You've just gotta keep moving to stay warm." Without another word, he began to sway to the music with you in his arms. Since you had no choice, you decided to play along. "Ah, I see," you pointed out, "This is the part where we dance in the moonlight instead." "Minus the moonlight, and only if you want to." "You're a good, old-fashioned lover boy, aren't you?" "Of course," he chuckled. You could feel him looking up at the sky. Deciding to play along further (and to keep the warmth he provided), you turned around, causing him to loosen his embrace. You then assumed a typical slow dancing position with him. Your hands found themselves folded behind his neck, and you felt his hands rest on your waist, just above your hips. Despite the sweetness that radiated from the scenario, you couldn't help but feel a little nervous of the intimacy of it all. Joe didn't seem to mind, however; you knew he was a raging extrovert who ran off of socialization of any kind. Besides, you've platonically slow danced several times in your life- one time was even with Joe. What was one more time going to do? On the other hand, it felt strange. What exactly you were two doing? Here you were, suddenly slow dancing with Joe Elliott, joking about kissing and romance, on Valentine's Day! You knew it was only being done to play along with the tradition of the holiday, but suddenly, it just felt wrong- like it wasn't just part of the game anymore. For a moment, your heart sped up, worrying that there might be more to this situation than just the game you were playing. It was actually feeling genuinely romantic now, and neither of you were doing anything to stop it. Maybe Joe wanted this. Maybe you did, too. "This is the only right way to end our night, isn't it?" he mused sweetly, oblivious to your underlying thoughts. You pushed the suspicion aside, and tried to enjoy the moment for what it was, shooting back at him teasingly, "I thought you'd say a shag was best way to end the night..." Much like before, he said with a suggestive tone, "Well..." "No!" you burst at him, causing you both to erupt into giggles afterwards. You let yourself move forward as this happened so your head was now resting just below Joe's shoulder. In return, he wrapped his arms around you more. When your laughter died down, but your swaying remained the same, you softly spoke, "Thank you so much for all of this... I know I said it to you all earlier, but- it's so been nice, really. I've never had this much romance and affection directed at me before... I'm not sure how to handle it..." There was a pause from him after you spoke. When he replied, he told you quietly and lovingly, "Don't you ever, ever, for one second think that you don't deserve a day like today. We don't believe that at all!” "But you don't have to-" "Oh- hush!" he whined and tightened his embrace, going off again, "We want to do all of this! It's our choice! And you can't stop us, either." You fell silent with a sigh, still leaning your head on him, swaying along to the far-off song, and supposing he was right; stopping them was out of the question. If there was one thing you learned today, it was that. He spoke up again gently a quick second later, "Look at me, quick." Reluctantly complying (and rolling your eyes), you lifted your head up and moved back to look at him as he requested. "We want to make you happy!" he softly spoke with a caring smile, "Do I look like I'm kidding? We love you! Isn't that what today's all about?" Fighting against a smile, you quietly told him before looking away, "Oh, stop..." Joe softened his voice as well, "That's the truth- you've gotta live with that. We love you, and we really mean it..." He let the sentence linger for only a second before adding on even more softly, "I... really mean it." You thought you knew the feeling of your heart leaping in your chest, but quickly realized you didn't once he uttered those four words. A brief moment of quiet hung in the hair as you moved your eyes to stare into his. Did Joe just tell you he loved you? "Joseph..." you cooed in an almost questioning way, but didn't add anything afterwards to make it sound like a question. Your intention was to casually play it off, but you immediately found that you couldn't follow through with it upon seeing his expression. While you weren't sure if there was an implication behind his words, there was still no denying that it certainly sounded that way. Based on the look on his face, you could tell he knew it, too. He knew he'd made a mistake. What kind of mistake, however, he still needed to clarify. You were lost for the right words to ask such a question, and before you could find them, he ripped away his eye contact and awkwardly nodded his head back to the hotel, sputtering, "We should- ah, probably- head.... head back inside soon... and..." He trailed off, letting his eyes meet yours. You kept staring, captivated by him, and speechless from what he said. It was almost as if you were waking up and realizing exactly what scenario you found yourself in. This moment could be so much more than what it was. He stared back at you as well for a few tense seconds, completely motionless. Worry and fear flowed from his expression, but then again, so did a captivated tenderness. You couldn't stop focusing on him; it was too stunning of a sight to look away. With his gaze completely fixed on you, too, you suspected he may have been thinking the same thing. Perhaps that feeling from before was right; maybe he did want this. With Peter Frampton's soft melody off in the distance telling you not to hesitate, you didn't. You found your hands separating, one of them slowly moving up from his neck to the back of his head, running through his hair and stroking him very softly. The pure romantic tension of it all was unbearable for you. There was no denying that Joe also felt it. Just as you made up your mind to lean in only slightly, Joe did the same- maybe even before you did. You found your head tilting upwards, and found him leaning down to meet you. It was all rather slow up to a certain point, but before you knew it, your eyes were closed, and your lips were on his. They felt soft (as you'd always suspected them to feel), but you could also feel the interruptive sensation of chapped skin that he suspected earlier. Joe deepened the kiss very gently, and only very slightly, but you complied along with it. Your hand continued to run through his hair slowly, and his arms folded tighter around your back; it made you genuinely intertwined with each other. The embrace only lasted a few drawn out seconds- four or five, perhaps- but when it slowly broke, your foreheads remained touching. You could feel Joe's bangs pressed against you, and when you opened your eyes, you saw that his were still closed. "Or..." Joe whispered lightheartedly, "We could do that..." A bashful smile overtook you as you closed your eyes again, softly apologizing, "Sorry..." Joe immediately turned even more bashful, stuttering as he slowly pulled back from you (but still keeping you enveloped), "No, no, I- uh, yeah... it wasn't your- I mean it was the right thing to- I mean it was... I was-" "It was," you calmly stated with a friendly tone, "The only thing on the Valentine's Day list that you didn't do... you know, a dinner, a dance..." You didn't dare say the last word. "Well... guess I can," Joe continued to speak haltingly, "Go check it off now..." He broke off with a little giggle, afraid to show any other emotion or mention what'd just taken place between you two. Despite the darkness, you could sense that he was blushing. In response, a brief fear that he might see you blushing flared up. Quickly seeing a way out of the scenario, you gently backed off from him, resting your hands on his shoulders with a gentle smile, "Then I guess the night ends here if the list is done. We got a show tomorrow; we should go back inside and get to bed." "Right, right," Joe stuttered again, and visibly shivered, "It's a bit too chilly out here, anyway." Without another word, your smile grew as you broke the dancing position to take his arm formally; him complying to the new position. Just like that, you both began walking back to the hotel in silence. Anything that could've been said was left to hang as unspoken (even though there was plenty to talk about; Joe's possible 'confession', for one thing). Both you and Joe could sense that the other person was perfectly keen on letting go of the kiss for the moment, however, going back to your default friendship. That still didn't eliminate the lingering sense of intimacy, though; that stuck around for quite a while. *** When you and Joe got back inside the calm and empty corridor with your respective rooms, you spotted your own that you were sharing with Sav, and let your arm drop from behind his shoulders. The whole walk back was spent in silence, and now you knew it was time to speak again. There was definitely ice that needed to be broken, but you didn't know what it would take to break it, so you kept as casual as could be in the hopes that you'd both forget the ice was even there. "Guess I'll see you tomorrow," you quipped as you took a step towards the door, looking back at him and adding on a lighthearted scoff, "Thanks for the holiday." Joe decided to go along with it when he put his hands in his pockets and accepted your gratitude softly, "Yeah, sure, of course." That was enough for you to think you could leave then and there, but as soon as you turned around and stepped forward, a heavy mass of guilt settled in your chest. You and Joe had a friendship to maintain, and if you carried on with an ignored kiss... It made you wonder if it'd jeopardize the already good relationship you had with him. You cherished that more than anything. You knew you couldn't let things end here. "Joe," you sighed and turned back to look at the singer, and reached out for him. The lightly-colored eyes perked up with a silent inquiry as Joe reached out instinctively and took your hand. "Not a word," you quietly spoke with a softest of smiles, followed by a quick wink, "Okay?" A smile of his own developed as he agreed just as quietly, "Of course." Without another word, he lifted up your hand and gently touched his lips to it with a gentleman-like bow. A muted chuckle escaped you, and you bid him farewell once more, "Night, then." As you turned back to the door, you both let your hands separate from the grasp slowly until they were completely apart. You stepped inside your room and closed the door behind you without looking back at Joe, leaving him there in the hallway by himself. Now alone, he stood there, absolutely puzzled. He couldn't figure out what had happened in the last 15 minutes, and couldn't think of anything else to do but stand there and stare at your door, hoping that it would help him think of something else. 
Did all of that really just happen? How did he end up in this scenario in the first place? Maybe he'd catch up with whatever had happened later, because he certainly couldn't comprehend it right then. While his heart pounded from the adrenaline of it all, his mind stood completely still. With a shaky exhale of relief, Joe finally brought himself to turn away and pace back to his own room two doors down the hall- all while trying to hide the bashful smile that just wouldn't stay away. 
The end.
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clemsfilmdiary · 2 years
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The Best of December 2021
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Best Discovery: The Buried Forest
           Runners Up: Night of the Juggler, Passion of Love, The Power of the Dog
Best Rewatch: Kill Bill
           Runners Up: Antichrist, Atlantic City, The Elephant Man, Larry Crowne, Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street, Tough Guys Don't Dance
Most Enjoyable Fluff: Larry Crowne
           Runners Up: Christmas She Wrote, A Few Good Men, Hard Target, The New Kids, Rock and Roll Christmas, Up!, When Harry Met Sally
Oddity of the Month: Joe Versus the Volcano
Best Female Performance: Uma Thurman in Kill Bill
           Runners Up: Helena Bonham Carter in Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street, Geena Davis in The Accidental Tourist, Valeria D'Obici in Passion of Love, Charlotte Gainsbourg in Antichrist, Carol Kane in Hester Street, Julia Roberts in Larry Crowne, Susan Sarandon in Atlantic City
Best Male Performance (tied): Anthony Hopkins and John Hurt in The Elephant Man
           Runners Up: Benedict Cumberbatch in The Power of the Dog, Willem Dafoe in Antichrist, Johnny Depp in Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street, William Hurt in The Accidental Tourist, Steven Keats in Hester Street, Burt Lancaster in Atlantic City
Best Supporting Performance or Cameo: Daryl Hannah in Kill Bill
           Runners Up: Ann Bancroft and Freddie Jones in The Elephant Man, David Carradine, Sonny Chiba, Vivica A. Fox, Lucy Liu and Michael Madsen in Kill Bill, Kirsten Dunst in The Power of the Dog, Alan Rickman in Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street, George Takei in Larry Crowne
Most Enjoyable Ham: Julia Roberts in Larry Crowne
           Runners Up: Jessica Chastain in Crimson Peak, Joan Crawford in Strait-Jacket, Tom Cruise in A Few Good Men, Frances Fisher, Wings Hauser and Debra Stipe in Tough Guys Don't Dance, Tom Hanks and George Takei in Larry Crowne, Kitten Natividad in Up!, Dylan Neal in Christmas She Wrote, Catherine Mary Stewart in Rock and Roll Christmas, Jean-Claude Van Damme in Hard Target
Best Mise-en-scène: Antichrist
           Runners Up: Atlantic City, Belladonna of Sadness, The Buried Forest, The Elephant Man, The Fabulous Baron Munchausen, Kill Bill, One from the Heart, The Power of the Dog, Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street
Best Locations: Passion of Love (desolate mountain setting, barracks, ruined castle)
           Runners Up: Antichrist (Westphalian forest), Atlantic City (cozy, depressing apartment building and boardwalk), Eye of the Needle (Isle of Mull), Night of the Juggler (seedy late-70s New York), Tough Guys Don't Dance (Provincetown and Truro), Up! (Humboldt County forest and small town)
Best Score or Use of Music: Kill Bill (various)
           Runners Up: Alice, Sweet Alice (Stephen Lawrence), Antichrist (Kristian Eidnes Andersen), The Buried Forest (Arvo Pärt), The Fabulous Baron Munchausen (Zdenek Liska), The Elephant Man (John Morris, Samuel Barber), Near Dark (Tangerine Dream)
Best Cartoon: Mother Goose Land
           Runners Up: Bosko in Person, Music Land, The Old Man of the Mountain, The Shanty Where Santy Claus Lives
Best Leading Hunk: James Brolin in Night of the Juggler
           Runners Up: Josh Kelly in Christmas Bells Are Ringing, Niall Matter in A Christmas Together with You, Rob Mayes in My Christmas Inn, Adrian Pasdar in Near Dark, Jean-Claude Van Damme in Hard Target
Best Supporting Hunk: Jonathan Loughran in Kill Bill: Vol. 1
           Runners Up: Hart Bochner in The Wild Life, Wilford Brimley in Hard Target, Sam Elliott in Prancer, Jake Lacy in Miss Sloane, Robert McLane in Up!, Tim Thomerson in Near Dark
Assorted Pleasures:
- Eerie ultra slow-motion cinematography in Antichrist
- Bizarre expressionistic paintings in Strait-Jacket's credits sequence
- Tony Straiges' multilayered, constantly shifting set design in Sunday in the Park with George
- Dante Ferretti's ghostly vision of Victorian London in Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street
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A starting point
Summary: Chris met a shy girl in Congress while doing work. He's instantly drawn to you.
Warning: Fluff
Pairing: Chris Evans x female! reader
Masterlists | request closed momentarily
Please don't post any of my content anywhere else without my permission. Comments and reblogs welcome!
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He couldn't get you out of his head. Every now and then he would look up at you. Your eyes met his sometimes and it made him get butterflies as well. It was hard trying to work with you in the room. 
Chris' eyes landed on you and he swore he stopped breathing. You looked beautiful even though you were doing absolutely nothing. You looked from your clipboard and made eye contact with him. The sleeping butterflies in your stomach awaken. It took you everything to tear your eyes from his. A blush spread across your face. Chris chuckled softly and turned his attention back to his work.
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Chris managed to not look at you for a good 5 minutes before he peaked back up. You were gone. A frown spread across his face. He searched every corner of the room, you were nowhere to be seen. Chris' heart dropped a little, he wanted to get to know you and maybe he just lost that chance. 
"Chris, you okay man?" Joe looked down at Chris seeing how pissed he looked. Chris looked up at him and used his acting skills. "Yeah I'm good. I'm going to go to the bathroom actually." Chris stood up and walked across the room. He turned around one more time before he left. "Be back in a sec."
The day went on and Chris hated it. He would look up every few minutes hoping you would magically appear, but you didn't. His hopes, he didn't want to give them up, but he had to. 
Chris walked to the bathroom, feet dragging on the floor. He cursed himself mentally, if there were people around he would have done it verbally. He pushed the bathroom door open and walked in. He didn't need to use the facilities, he just needed to breathe for a second.
His reflection stared back at him. Bags were under his eyes from all the staying up, grey hairs filled his beard. Maybe that's why you didn't want to be around him.
But that was far from the truth. You wanted to know him, but your anxiety was getting to you. You're a shy person and Chris looking at you was enough to make you weak and sweaty. You had to regain control of yourself before you could walk back out and look him in the eyes again.
"Get it together." You told yourself before you walked out of the door. Chris needed to get back before people started finding it suspicious that he's gone for that long. He walked out the bathroom just as you were. Your eyes met again and you both froze. Chris let the door close behind him, a smile coated his face.
"Hi." You smiled at him, "hi." Chris' gaze fell to the ground, so did yours. "How are you?" He asked. You looked back up at him. "I'm okay." You exhaled shakely. Chris heard your uneven breath and looked up at you
"You okay." You quickly nodded. "Yeah, just my anxiety. You looking at me made me nervous." You admitted. Chris smiled, "that's a good thing?" You laughed, "Yes actually." 
Chris  breathed out a sigh of relief, it wasn't him. "I think we should get back to work." Your voice was soft, sorta like a symphony to his ears. 
"Yeah," he cleared his throat before continuing. "That's a good idea." You turned to walk down the hall, Chris followed beside you down the hall. You looked up at him smiling, god he could get used to that. He smiled back in return as you both reached the room. Chris being the gentleman he is, let you walk in first before he walked in.
You stood back in your little corner, watching Chris get to work. He looked hot doing what he loved. His eyes never failed to look up at you every chance he got. You were like a drug to him and he barely knew you. 
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The day came to a close and Chris got all the things he needed. You stood and waited for the congresswoman you're working with to get their stuff. Chris needed to get your number, he just had to. He worked up his courage before walking up to you. The Boston boy stood in front of you clearly nervous. "Um I was wondering if I could um, get your number? Maybe we can go out on a date if you'll like."
You laughed slightly and nodded. "Sure, I don't mind." Chris smiled widely and pulled out his phone. You gave him your number and he gave you his. After exchanging numbers, Chris had to leave. He wrapped his arms around you, drowning you in his warmth. 
When he pulled away, he looked down at you. "Ok, I'll talk I guess." You nodded slightly. "Yeah."
He pulled away and walked to the door. Before he could leave your view, he turned around and winked at you. A blush creeped up on your face. You turned and gathered your things, before you and the congresswoman Walked out. 
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Later that night you were sitting in your bed in the pitch dark room, staring up at the ceiling. You tried to go to sleep, but Chris flooded your mind. His beautiful eyes, smile, voice, they never left your mind. You turned onto your left side and shut your eyes, hoping sleep would take over. Before you could even get close to falling asleep, your phone chime. You picked it up and read the message. 
I can't wait to get to know you, sleep tight beautiful
It was a starting point!
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appetite4savage · 10 months
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Raindrops and Road Trips (Joe Elliott)
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Joe fluff requested by @thiswatch-lepparddef-werehi 🫶🏻
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“I can’t believe you talked me into driving to New York instead of just flying.” Joe shook his head, looking over to me and back at the road. He starts bopping his head to the rhythm of Highway Star as it plays on the radio.
“You know I have to keep you on your toes.” I smirked, squeezing his hand that has rested on my thigh for half of the drive.
Just as he’s about to make a snarky remark, the sky suddenly falls out. The road is no longer a clear path in front of us due to the raindrops piling up on the windshield. The once sunny array of light in front us is now a dark and cloudy mess.
“Babe, I have to pull over.” He says, pulling into the parking lot of a gas station that has long closed.
“Well, now what.” I ask as he moves the gearshift into park.
“We wait for the rain to calm down.”
“I have an idea! Let’s play song association.” I suggest.
“Alright, sure. We can pull words from the book you were reading.” He suggests, pointing to the half-read novel poking out of my bag.
I get it out, scouring the pages for a word. “Golden.”
“Golden Age of Rock N’ Roll.” He says proudly.
“Of course.” I giggle, rolling my eyes as I pass him the book. I should have expected that his first song pick would be by Mott.
“Saddle.”
“Back in the Saddle. Easy.”
“I knew I fell in love with you for a reason.”
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We got so into the game that we hardly realized that the skies had cleared around us.
“I think it’s cheating to use your own song, but whatever.”
“Hey, if it fits!” He shrugs dramatically. “Oh look! The storm passed.” He points at the sky.
“It did! No we can get back on the road.”
“I have the perfect tape for this.” He pulls out a single that has ‘On the Road Again’ written on it.
“You are such a dork.”
“A dork with excellent music taste. That’s why I was the clear winner of the game.” He says proudly.
“Oh what EVER!” I smack him on the shoulder. “It’s because you were picking impossible words like Lobster!”
“Don’t pout.” He pecks my pouting lips quickly before pulling out another tape. “Let me introduce you to this band called The B-52s, that have this great song called Rock Lobster. Then we can talk about how I won the game fair and square, baby.”
People warned me about dating a lead singer. Perhaps this is why….
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rockinnrollin · 1 year
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I Want a Baby
Not a request, but due to Sav’s recent adorable instagram post this idea popped into my head. 
Wanings: Until the smut, just some cute fluff, maybe a couple swears but after the line, SMUT WARNING, breeding kink, daddy kink, unprotected sex, hickeys, more sweaing, so on so forth. 
Word Count: 1,549 (shes a big one)
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You were spending a quiet Sunday afternoon lounging around with Sav when you got the call to officially say you could come see Joe, Kristine and their newborn baby.
When you and Sav first got together, the question of kids was answered pretty soon, and the answer was “No”. With both of you agreeing that Sav’s 3 kids were all you both needed, with Sav also saying “I’m getting too old for babies again.” You didn’t mind, never being one for babies anyway.
On the drive up to Joe’s house, you found yourself thinking about what life would be like if you did have a baby. The thought of baby clothes shopping was enough to make your heart melt, you already felt overwhelmed from getting Joe’s little one some clothes. You turned to see Sav’s face, feeling as if he could read your mind right now. Though you’re certain he can’t, he did have a “Don’t even think about it Y/N” look to him.
You got to Joe’s and even though you weren’t keen on kids, you felt a little excited. It is a new life and one quite close to you when you deep it. Sav had grabbed the little gift bag and followed on behind you as you made your way to Joe’s front door. Before Sav did his usual ‘Walk right in’ as Joe would usually prefer, you held your arm out to stop him.
“We can’t go in if you block me Y/N.” he chuckled.
“I know, but there’s also a baby in there.” you said back to him, voice close to a whisper.
“Alright.” He lightly tapped the door, and a few seconds later, Kristine was stood with a smile.
“Hello! Come in, don’t worry about being quiet, he’s already as loud as Joe!” She said full of energy and joy.
Sav turned around to you and said, “What the fuck is going on?”
“What do you mean?”
“Kris just had a baby and she’s so, I don’t know, full of life? I thought she would be exhausted!”
“Must just be made for it.” You said before stepping into Joe’s living room.
Just as Kristine said, Joe was sat with their son in his arms and his son was mirroring him with his beautiful, big green eyes. He even matched the full energy Joe seemed to have at all times, despite him being a newborn baby.
“God he’s your double Joe.” Sav said to his best mate while seemingly shaking hands with the baby.
“He is isn’t he? Shame, I carried him around for 9 whole months just for him to look like Joe.” Kristine said jokingly.
“That’s plenty from the pair of you.” Joe said.
“Am I alright to hold him?” Sav asked.
“Of course.”
The second Joe handed his son over to Sav, you were at the breaking point.
“Bless his heart, he’s just so adorable, isn’t he Y/N?” Sav said while keeping his finger shaking with baby’s little hand.
“Definitely, good on you both!” You said to Joe and Kristine.
“Do you want to hold him Y/N?” Kristine asked.
“I’ve not really held a baby, I’m afraid i’ll hurt him.” You told her.
“Don’t worry, I’ll show you.” She proceeded to fold her arms into place and get you to copy her.
“See, you’ve smashed it!”
Sav gently laid him into your arms and suddenly, you felt fine. It felt natural. The second you looked down at the baby, you were past the breaking point, you were so far past it.
In a similar fashion to the way he grabbed Sav’s finger, he reached up for your hair and lightly took a hold of it, almost like he was exploring the feel of it.
“Motherhood looks good on you.” Kristine said to you smiling.
“Don’t give her any ideas now.” Sav said jokingly.
After your few hours with baby Elliott, you and Sav headed back home to continue your lounging until you went to bed. But the whole drive home the thought of having a baby was eating away at you. It’s not like it’s not possible to have one.
You got back to the house and got yourselves comfy on the couch again. While you were partially listening to the TV in the background, you couldn’t get the image of Sav with a baby out of your head. You could feel him nudging your leg with his foot.
“What’s on your mind, love?” He asked, tilting his head to the side a little.
“Ah nothing.” you smiled back at him.
“I know your lying, what’s up?” He moved closer to you.
“Was just thinking about, you know, having a baby.” you said facing your feet.
“Well..”
“What?”
“It’s not.. impossible.” Sav said taking your hand.
You took another look at him and before you knew it he had you lifted up and was carrying you up to your room. 
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He lay you gently on the bed and starting undressing himself.
“Let’s get you a baby then, love.”
You started lifting your own shirt up and unclipping your bra as Sav pulled your leggings off.
“There we go lovey. Gonna get you fucked good yeah? Give my girl a baby.” God he was perfect.
“Please Savvy, fill me up.”
“Ah ah, what’s my name darling?” He said while giving you a light slap to your thigh.
“Daddy.”
“Good girl.”
He pulled his boxers down and got himself positioned above you. He leaned down to give you a passionate kiss before moving his hand down your body towards your cunt. He started rubbing at your clit and kissing along your jaw. His fingers were ghosting over your hole, teasing you.
“Fuck, Sav please.”
Another slap to the thigh.
“I’m sorry, daddy.” You whimpered.
“Good girl, what do you want my love?” He said, going back to your pussy.
“Fuck, please daddy, fill me.” You begged.
Sav finally gave in and sliped a finger into your cunt.
“Fuck, yes.”
He was working his finger in and out of you at near lightspeed, seemingly desperate to get you ready for his dick.
“How’s that love? You like that?" He said, kissing and nipping down your chest, you were certain he was leaving some hickeys with how hard he was nipping you.
"Feels so good! Please daddy, fuck me, fill me up, get me pregnant please!”
“God you’re such a good girl for daddy aren’t you? Spread those legs wider for me babe.” He said while taking his hand away from you cunt and moving it to his own cock, wanking himself off over the sight of you.
“You’re so beautiful, Y/N.” He seemed to slip out of his dominant persona for a second as he looked down at you.
“Thank you daddy.”
“C’mere beautiful.” He grabbed your hips and pulled you closer to him. He started reaching out for a condom, you had to reach out and grab his arm to stop him.
“Oh right, yeah.”
He moved his arm back to your hip and with the other he positioned himself. He slid his cock up and down your wet cunt, preparing to slide into you finally.
“Ready love?” He asked you. All you could do was nod. He finally pushed himself into you and held still for a second.
“Fuck me daddy, I’m ready please!”
“God you’re desprate aren’t you love? Beg me to fuck you.”
“Please daddy, fuck me. Fuck me hard please, wanna have your baby!”
That’s all it took for him to start fucking into you. He kept one hand beside your head, the other playing with your tits. He was thrusting into you like a wild man, seemingly desperate to fill you with his cum. You wrapped your arms behind his neck pulling him down to you, leaving a trail of hickeys down his neck. You could feel his nails digging into you tits, most likely leaving marks and bruises. 
He moved his hand from your tits down to your leg to lift it up over his shoulder. The new postition making Sav hit that spot inside of you. You couldn’t help but moan out louder, dragging your nails down his back which just made him fuck you harder. You could feel yourself tightening on Sav’s dick, so close to the edge.
“Oh fuck, Sav, please. I’m so close!” 
“Yeah? Cum for daddy, that’s a good girl.” 
You were at the breaking point, and couldn’t hold yourself back. You came calling out for Sav, scraping your nails down his back, kissing him inbetween you moans. This all must’ve pushed him over the edge too as you could feel his thrusts falling out of rythym, then feeling him finish inside you. 
“There w go my love.” He said, gently pulling out of you and kissing you forehead while doing so. “Such a good girl.” 
You smiled up at him and watched him leave for a moment, away to get a towel to sort you both out. 
As he was in the cupboard looking for a towel, the phone went. 
“Hello?” 
“Did you do it?” Joe asked, Sav could hear his smile through the phone. 
“Do what?” Sav said.
“Fuck her?” 
“Joe, what?” 
“How stupid do you think I am? ‘I’m too old for another baby’ my arse!” He laughed. 
“Well, how do you know?”
“The look she gave you. I expect to be the favourite Uncle of this new child too, you hear me Savage?” 
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mrsjoeelliott · 3 years
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Not That Bad (Joe Elliott Fluffiness)
I opened my eyes, seeing a mess of brown lying next to me. “Rick...” I pushed him. “Whah?” He turned over, looking at me. “Don’t make a habit out of this, mate...” I smiled at him. “Stop letting me drink.” He argued, lying back how he was.
His back to me, more in the middle of my bed, rather than the left side. “You’re eighteen. You’re meant to be making mistakes.” I nudged his shoulder, before I got up. I was still in my jeans and hoodie, from last night, which was a good sign. Rick’s like a brother to me.
I opened my curtains, Rick groaned, I closed my curtains. “Alright, man... Geez.” I was joking really. I ran a hand over my face, tide my hair back and walked round the bed, leaving my room.
I closed the door behind me, as Phil walked out the bathroom, clutching his stomach, looking like a dog. “Alright?” I nodded to him. “No... You got any coffee, love?” He asked me. “Yeah... I’ll get some for ya.” I smiled at him. He wondered into the spare room and tripped over something, but I didn’t stay to find out what.
I headed downstairs and started on the coffee. I stared out the open window, zoning out, as I waited for the kettle to boil. I heard the clock ticking, a few cars, a few birds, next doors dog, a screaming for help from my basement. Not really, but could you imagine?! I heard a lot of stuff, but not Joe.
“Morning, love.” He spoke behind me. “JESUS FUCK! YOU FUCKING FUCK!” I screamed, spinning around and holding a hand to my heart. “Whhhy?!” He stared at me, frightened. His hair was a mess, he was only wearing his pants and a black Mott The Hoople shirt, and he was holding a pack of aspirin. “OK...” He held his hands up, lowering them, silently telling me to calm down. “I’m just saying ‘hi’...” “Hi... Whhhy?” I whispered the ‘why’. “We’re both in the kitchen... Did you want me to just ignore you?” He looked at me.
He stood in the door way, while I was backed up against the counter. opposite sides of the room.
“No, but don’t scare me, while I’m daydreaming... Remember what happened with Sav...” I looked at him. “You’re over there. My nuts are over ‘ere.” Joe pointed out, hands pointed down to his crotch, my eyes taking a good look. “But still...” I whispered, meeting his eyes. “Why are you whispering?” Joe whispered to me. “Loud noises...” I whined. “You called me a ‘fucking fuck’.” Joe laughed. “Mah mah mah, mha-mah!” I mocked him, the kettle clicking off.
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I sat on the couch, with Joe’s head in my lap, as the guys all finally left. I stared at the blank TV, listening to the record playing. T. Rex - The Slider. Can’t go wrong.
I played with Joe’s hair, zoning out. The second tick by, Marc Bolan’s voice took me further away from reality, cars drove by, the crying in my basement weakened... “Babe, record ended...” Joe started. “FUCKING FUCK YOOOOU!” I jumped, before slapping him. “Ow!” He sat up, cradling his right cheek. “Joe! You need to stop doing that!” I pushed his left arm gently, looking at him. “You need to either get more sleep, or work on being less violent!” Joe looked at me. “Shut up, you girl. You’re fine.” I smiled at him, making him smile back.
“What’s up? That’s twice today?” Joe smiled at me, getting up to change the record. “I dunno...” I shrugged, sitting back on the couch. “Could just be you...” Joe looked back at me, smirking. “Well, I’m sorry.” “Apology accepted.” I smiled at him.
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I lay in bed that night, staring up at the ceiling. I heard cars passing by, next doors dog, my white noise, blending into the background, the cries from my basement drowned out. I heard it all... But once again... Not Joe.
“Love...” He peeked into the room. “NO!” I sat up. “NO MORE!” I pointed a warning finger at him. He stood peeking round the door, looking over at me. “OK... Night.” He shut the door, across the landing, and into the spare room. “Well, wait!” I called out to him, climbing out of bed and running after him. “You’re not that bad!”
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americanahighways · 3 years
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Song Premiere: Joe Kaplow "How Old Is My Soul"
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Americana Highways brings you this premiere of Joe Kaplow’s song “How Old Is My Soul” from his forthcoming album Sending Money and Stems, due out on Fluff and Gravy Records on April 30.  Sending Money and Stems was produced by Joe Kaplow and Elliott Kay; engineered by Joe Kaplow; mixed by Mike Coykendall; and mastered by John Greenham, John Greenham Mastering, Los Angeles.  The cover photo is by…
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Our merchant account uses SSL (secure socket layer) technology to protect your information from being viewed by any third parties. Even as the website owner myself, I don’t have access to any credit card information that you input for the order. Only the bank processes the information.
We use Clickbank to process our orders. Clickbank is the most popular and frequently used credit card processing company in the world for online downloadable products. Clickbank has an outstanding reputation and security has never been a problem. You’ll notice that when you get to the page where you are inputting your card numbers, the beginning of the web URL will change from http to https. That indicates that you are on a secure page and the info cannot be found by a 3rd party. Keep that in mind on any websites where you are using your credit card. Always look for the https at the beginning of the web address on the actual page where the card info is requested.
Q: How long does it take for The Boxing Blue Print System to arrive?
No more than about 1-3 minutes. As soon as you complete your purchase, you’ll be given instant access to E-Manual and bonuses. No need to wait impatiently until it arrives in the mail, or pay additional fees for shipping.
Q: Does it matter what country I live in and is the sale in US dollars?
You can order online no matter what country you’re located in. Our secure credit card processor will automatically convert the US dollars to your country’s currency.
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