#i have this clear vision for lee's hair but at this point idk. i might just have to learn how to make hairmods myself

[swiss-cheeze]

Roxie || Tommy Lee

A/N: I kind of hate this, I didn’t know how to end it so I just ended it really.

Warnings: swearing, mentions of drugs, physical abuse, verbal (?) abuse (?) maybe (?) idk.

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The bus rolled across the rocky road as you and the rest of the band sat out in the front room with Roxie. You sighed softly as you read over the same sentence a third time for the past few minutes, the bus was so quiet and boring that you couldn't concentrate how you normally would, having music would normally be your go-to with your walkman but considering you had left your headphones back in the state you had just left you couldn't exactly do much considering you where only another five hours away from the next stop.

“Hey, Sixx, I keep-” Tommy said quickly as he walked from the bunks to Nikkis seat. You looked up from your book as Nikki handed Tommy something and he quickly snorted it, you cringed softly at the motion. “I keep having this vision, right, where my drum set, it rises up like this…” Tommy brought up his hands flat and rose them slowly as Nikki looked up briefly, “And then bam! Smoke, lights, and the whole thing starts spinning around, and I'm playing drums upside down and…” Tommy paused, '' I should just draw it for you”. The drummer turned around to his fiancee, “hey Rox, you got a pen? Gimme a pen” and then Tommy turned back around to face Nikki, “but, like, a cage or something. I dunno” the drummer sighed as Rox grabbed a pen before fiddling with it, you knew this wasn't good, a weird vibe suddenly came from the girl.

This can't be good, you thought as you watched Roxie play with the pen before looking to Tommy.

“Your Mum’s a cunt” Roxie sneered, your eyes widened as Vince, Mick and Nikki all looked around to Rox. Tommy did the same with the same amount of confusion the rest of you had, you shot a look to Mick and the guitarist simply shrugged softly.

“What? Why would you say that?” Tommy said uncertain to the girls sudden words as he twisted in his seat to look to Roxie, confusion and annoyance written on his face clear as day.

“Because she is. Shes a cunt” Roxie sneered again. Tommy was getting annoyed.

“Quit it.” the drummer said flatly, “gimme the pen alright?” Tommy said as he turned back around to Nikki, mumbling a ‘the fuck?’. This was when Roxie started.

“It's not like she has ANYTHING to do with us getting married” Roxie said annoyingly as she waved her hand around for effect. Tommy turned around to face Roxie as you shared a look with Vince.

“Baby, its sweet, alright? Its-its tradition!” Tommy said trying to prove his point. Roxie stood up annoyed.

“Which tradition!? The mandatory meeting of the cunt!” Roxie shouted as Tommy pointed a finger to Roxies face and quickly half stood up. You placed the bookmark into your book and gave the argument your full attention knowing you would soon need to step in.

“Don't call her that again, you hear me?” Tommy growled as he stared Roxie down before the drummer resumed his position with Nikki. Roxie geared up with a breath as she slammed the pen she had grabbed into Tommys shoulder.

“Here’s your pen!” the woman said aggravated. Tommy backed down into the seat next to him as he turned around quickly.

“OW! What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Tommy yelled as he looked to Nikki with confusion and then back to Roxie.

“Fuck you, and fuck your mother!” Roxie yelled and pointed to prove her point. Roxies hair was out of place and a sneer was resting over her mouth as she took a step back as Tommy stood up.

“That's it! This fucking bitch is out of here. Pull over!” Tommy yelled quickly as he pointed towards the driver before grabbing Roxie and pushing her towards the bus door. You sat on the edge of your seat, gearing up to jump in and stop the fight if it got any worse; surely it couldn't, right? “Get the fuck off my bus! Get the fuck out!” Tommy yelled as he continued to push Roxie making the girl stumble with the seating in her way, as Tommy pushed the girl towards the front of the bus Roxie retaliated and pushed Tommy back with all her might. This made you quickly stand up knowing it wasn't going to end well.

“You are such, a spoiled little mama’s boy. ‘Cause you wanna crawl back inside her cunt!” Roxie yelled.

“OI” you yelled, it was directed towards the pair but it didn't stop either of them as Tommy took his swing. The sound gravited throughout the bus and you gasped as your hand covered your mouth.

“Jesus Christ!” Nikki said as Tommy breathed heavily as he stood up properly. Roxie stumbled slightly in her place as she tried to find something to steady her, you could hear her labored breaths as she too couldn't believe what had just happened. The girl flipped her head up as she uncovered her bloodied mouth and looked to her blood covered hand for a moment, letting the action sink in as she looked back to Tommy. The blood covered her red washed lips and fingertips.

“I told you not to say that.” Tommy said breathlessly, “fuck!” his hair was a mess as he quickly ran past you and into the bunks behind you, almost taking you with him in the process with the amount of force he used to get passed you. You looked to Roxie with sympathy as did the rest of the band as her shaking hand came up to wipe her mouth.

“Oh baby” you said softly, you grabbed the nearest box of tissues and quickly walked over to the girl, Roxie looked towards you with fear as she thought you may hurt her too, “no darling, im tryna help” you said softly. Roxie sniffed and nodded as she let you guide her to the nearest seat and tilted her head up by her chin softly to see the damage, you sighed, “I'm gonna go get a wet cloth, stay here” Roxie nodded as you gave her the tissue and she dapped at her swollen lips. You looked to Nikki, Vince and Mick, “make sure she doesnt go, do, or say anything while I'm gone for five seconds okay?” you asked as you stalked behind the door leading to the bunks, back room and bathroom. As you walked towards the bathroom you could hear the ragged breathing from Tommy as well as his fast paced footsteps in the backroom, he obviously knew what he had done and knew he couldn't take it back. You scoffed softly as you entered the bathroom, and put a cloth under some warm water before exiting the bathroom, only to find Tommy looking towards you.

“I- I really didn't-” Tommy started before you cut him off.

“I’ll speak to you after I’ve cleaned up your fucking mess, once again” you said as you sent a death stare to Tommy who physically looked in pain, took a step back, nodded and slumped on the large couch behind him as he placed his head in his hands. Moving back into the front room you saw Roxie nursing a bottle of vodka as the others had gone back to their business, you scoffed and rolled your eyes as you stepped forward and crouched in front of Roxie, the girl let you slip the vodka bottle from her, still trembling, hands and place some on the washcloth. Gripping Roxies chin softly you guided her head up and started the clean up; wiping the swollen lip with the vodka infused cloth, making the girl hissed softly at the sting, before going on with her chin, around her mouth and hands.

“I’m sorry” you heard Roxie say softly as you kiss the girls fingertips softly, a soft sigh left your mouth as you looked to her.

“I hope you do know it is kind of your fault” you said as you dropped the cloth onto the table nearest to you before sitting down on the walkway floor in front of the girl as she took a painful swig of the vodka, her eyes scrunching up from the pain as she nodded.

“I know it is, i dunno why i did it” Roxie said softly as her eyes welled with tears as she looked to you, “can I at least stay on here until the next city?” the girl asked with hope, you were about to respond with a warming smile before Mick cut in.

“I don't think that’d be a good idea,” the man said gruffly, Roxie looked to Mick with sadness as she nodded and sniffed softly.

“Understandable” Roxie said softly as the girl stood up.

“What? No!” you exclaimed quickly as you stood up, “no way are we letting you off here and now,” you turned to Mick and gave the old man a death glare before turning back to Roxie, “you’re staying here until we get to the next city, no questions asked or anything else said” you replied quickly, “it’s only another five hours, after that I’ll personally buy you a plane ticket back to where you live” you said to Roxie, the girl smiled brightfully as she brought you into a strong hug.

“Thank you so much” Roxie said into your neck, you smiled as you hugged the girl back tightly. Nikki sighed as you let the girl go.

“I’m gonna go and talk to Tommy in the back, when we’re done you can put your things back in your suitcase and get ready and everything” you said with a smile. You turned around to walk out the back and shot another glare to Mick who simply stared at you as you left through the door. Walking down the hall filled with bunks and stinking, sweaty stage clothes you stepped over the discarded shoes, underwear, drumsticks and a few baggies of cocaine. You sighed softly as you came to the backroom and opened the door to find Tommy sitting with his elbows on his knees and one of his legs bouncing; deep in though the drummer didn't even notice you had walked in. You coughed. “Ahem” Tommy looked up with wide eyes as he stood up quickly and walked towards you.

“(Y/n), i’m so sorry,” the drummer began as he stood in front of you and held your biceps in a piercing grip. You kept your cool, “is Roxie still here? She's not gonna marry me now, (Y/n) please tell me what's going on instead of gaping there in front of me like a fish out of water!” the drummer pleaded, his voice raising with every word. You looked to Tommy with a dead stare, “WELL?!” Tommy yelled.

SLAP

Tommys face turned to the right as he stumbled slightly and fell back onto the couch, Tommy looked to you with a confused face and a gaping mouth, “WHAT THE FU-”

“Thomas Lee Bass,” you said calmly, Tommy looked to you as if you had the plague and his eyes widened, “you just punched your now ex-fiance, we are less than five hours away from the next city. You will buy Roxie a new plane ticket back to her own town, you will pay for the taxi she takes and you will pay for whatever flight she wants whether that's first class or business or anything she wants.” you stared at Tommy with a death stare as the drummer looked as if he was a puppy thrown into a wall, “you will go out there and apologise to Roxie for punching her, tell her you’re paying for her plane ticket, the food or drinks she gets and the taxi she uses to get home,” you sat down next to Tommy and placed a hand on his thigh. Tommy sighed and placed his head in his hands.

“Roxie kind of started it” the drummer mumbled, you sighed softly as your hand came to Tommy's back and rubbed his sweaty back.

“I know” you said softly, “she knows too, but you’re the one who took the swing when you knew you should have been the bigger person” you said softly. Tommy nodded as he leant into your touch and your side, you sighed softly as you let Tommy cuddle into your side as the drummer put his face into your neck and sniffled.

“I-I really liked her” Tommy whispered as he got comfortable in your arms and you placed your head on Tommys.

“I know Tommy, we liked her too” you said softly, “but” you sighed softly as you recalled what Nikki had told you a week ago, “Nikki has been fucking Roxie since the Looks That Kill shoot, even Doc knows” you said softly. You felt Tommy slump against you as if he knew already.

“I thought so, he does it with every girl I come in contact with” Tommy said softly, “he can have her if he wants” the drummer sniffled softly as you kissed the top of his head.

“It’ll be okay Tommy, you’ll find someone. I know so, these are just bumps in the road” you said softly as you played with Tommys hair, the drummer snuggled into your neck as he let the previous events of today play out in his mind over and over.

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Lai Guanlin!Harry Potter Au

Requested by @kw03 ! tysm for requesting

Request:  Your Jinyoung and Sungwoon writings were amazing!! Could you write a Harry Potter AU for Guanlin? Like he's a Slytherin and the reader is a Ravenclaw or a Hufflepuff and they don't get along at first but eventually they start dating? 💕

I decided I would do proper writing for this one so um...sorry if it sucks LmAo

Warnings: swearing, teasing, pranks, I mean, as long you’re okay with cursing then you should be fine :’) idk this is semi angsty ig

Guanlin strode through the long corridors of Hogwarts, his robe billowing behind him. His rounded glasses were perched on his nose while he wore his small smirk on his lips, something that never seemed to go away. As he turned into the the Great Hall, at least fourteen girls let out an abnoxiously high pitched “cute” noise as they rose from their seats and crowded around him. 

You, on the other hand, were peacefully enjoying your dinner, your nose stuffed inside a spell book while you used your wand to feed yourself. As soon as you heard the “cute” noise your head shot up, ready to scold whoever dared disturb you. Of course, the moment your eyes focused you were promptly trampled, falling over with your books flying everywhere. Luckily, one of your friends had used a levitation spell to keep the books afloat and stack them neatly again for you. Annoyed, you sent Guanlin a glare from your spot on the floor. You see, Guanlin and you had never gotten along after the two of you were paired as partners in your Defense Against The Dark Arts class. What happened was that Guanlin thought you guys could hold off all the work till last minute and pass, but you forced him to meet you in the library everyday until the project was done. Of course, having Guanlin there slowed your project, but with all the bullshit he was putting you through, you wanted him to suffer. 

Since then, you two bickered constantly. He would purposely stand near you so his fanclubs would trample you. You would be extra strict on him as a prefect, not letting him get away with the simplest of things. Sometimes when he felt eXtRa he would spill ink on your papers, or send a raincloud to follow you all day. You would use your title as teacher’s pet to your advantage and get the teacher let you play a harmless little prank on him, like good friends would. So Guanlin would run into invisible doors, walls, and get poked out of no where all day long. 

“Guanlin...” you growled, furrowing your eyebrows and making sure your pissed off look was received by him. 

“whaaaattt?~” he teased, smirking. “they’re just excited to see me, it’s not like you’re hurt.” he and the girls chuckled, creating a very annoying sound. Of course, you did fall on your ankle, and yes, it felt like a bitch, but you weren’t about to tell him that. Taking your books, you angrily huffed and stomped out the Great Hall, trying not to cringe whenever your ankle hit against the ground. Guanlin just turned back to the crowd of girls, taking in the attention with a smile. 

Seeing as the nurse was busy, and you didn’t have enough time to wait around for your next class, you hastily wrapped up your ankle and grabbed some crutches. Looking over her shoulder, the nurse told you to come back during dinner for proper treatment before turning back to an injured quidditch player.

Guanlin anxiously tapped his foot against the Defense Against The Dark Arts floor, staring at your wrapped up ankle and crutches a few seats ahead of his. Due to a new student, you were moved so the girl (per her demand) could sit next to Guanlin and cling onto his arm, pointing out how “scary” everything was every time the teacher mentioned a creature. Slightly annoyed, Guanlin chose to ignore the girl, narrowing his eyes at you. What kind of idiot wizard manages to hurt themselves? He rolled his eyes and sent the girl beside him a small smile, getting her to leave him alone for acouple minutes while he stared at the teacher. 

You used your crutches as you struggled to get down the stairs, heading to the nurses instead of the Great Hall. Why’d my last class have to be in one of the towers? You whined inside your head, pouting to yourself. One of your fellow prefects stoped you as you were nearing the end, giggling softly at your distressed state. 

“What happened to you?” She pointed to your ankle, grabbing onto your arm and leading you down the stairs. 

“Ah, I was trampled.” A force smile appeared on your lips as you bitterly recalled the incident. 

Shaking her head, the prefect got you to the nurses, waving you goodbye as she went back to patrolling the halls. The nurse was nice enough to have a meal set up for you by your cot. Thanking her, you ate while she carefully unwrapped your ankle and grimmiced at the bruising. You gripped the sheets tightly in your fists as she poked around, tsking at your poor health.

Hours later, you were layed down in a cot, withering in pain. A bottle of Skele-Grow was placed on the desk beside you, causing you pain. Under nurses orders, you were spending the night in the infirmary, growing back your apparently broken ankle. Of course you had stacks of books next to you, since you figured you weren’t going to get any sleep anyways, you might as well study. It was around 3AM, the large grandfather clock read, when you fell asleep, face planted in a book. 

The next morning you woke up to a bucket of water being poured over your face, Guanlin and the girl from class standing over you and smirking. 

“Bitch, the fuck do you want?” You grumbled sleepily, rubbing your forehead, feeling your headache come on hard. 

“Nothing, just making sure you’re not dead. I need you there for our Defense Against The Dark Arts presentation.” Guanlin smiled, wrapping his arm around the girl before they walked off, the girl giggling about some bullshit.

What a great way to start your morning! Standing and taking very creaky kangaroo steps, you made your way to the bathroom and cleaned yourself up. With a small smile, you thanked the nurse as you left the infirmary, stretching while your books followed behind you. A breakfast was already set out for you by a fellow Ravenclaw when you arrived in the Great Hall. You had never seen this boy before, but his smile made you mega uwu, so you just went for it. Later, you learned his name was Lee Daehwi and that he had been out studying muggles in america. Eventually, you and Daehwi became close in a short amount of time. It seemed the two of you shared many classes together, so you guys talked while you walked through the halls and partnered up in classes, giggling at the simplest of things together. 

As the week progressed, you got closer with Daehwi and Guanlin started hanging out with his girlfriend more and more often, leaving you alone. At first his absence bothered you, after all, he did make things interesting. That didn’t stop him from being a bully in gym though. 

Gym was the only time when you could interact with Guanlin. Not only did he guard his girlfriend like she was some sort of precious diamond (which she insisted on) but anyone who tried to get her out of games. Dodgeball? Try throwing a ball in her direction and see what happens. Or be Y/N, in which case, you’re going to get wrecked by balls anyways. Daehwi, being the good friend he was, would try to protect you, but he was to small and weak, ending up getting out himself and pouting. 

“YaaAH! I can’t pick up the ball, my nails will be in danger!” Guanlin’s girlfriend pouted “cutely” and looked at her ridiculously long nails. Guanling just sighed and went back to guarding her, throwing the dodge balls quite harshly at the opposing team, getting the majority out in record time. Daehwi, who had gotten out early on because he tripped over a ball and proceeded to fall over onto the other team’s side, cheered you on while you tried your best to fight back against Guanlin’s team. 

Guanlin smirked, raising his arm to throw the ball. He saw you, distracted while aiming for one of his team mates and decided to take his chance. He hit you in the ribs, causing you to fall over backwards and get the breath knocked out of you. On top of that, you had managed to fall on your ankle that was still healing in a weird way :). 

“Wooooo!!! Way to go oppa!” Guanlin’s girlfriend cheered, taking delight in the fact that you had just been hit with a dodgeball so hard that you had fallen over. Daehwi, taking notice of the fact that it’s been 20 seconds and you still haven’t gotten up, rushed over to you, crouching down and trying to figure out what was wrong.

Guanlin sent a smirk towards the crowd of girls eagerly watching him before turning over to you, expecting a harsh glare. What he didn’t expect was you to be... whimpering? on the ground with Daehwi next to you while you desperately tried to blink back tears.  He sighed, running his fingers through his hair before he jogged over to you, trying to keep his calm while he felt major regret on the inside.

Keeping his cool guy facade, he rolled his eyes before picking you up in his arms, gently pushing Daehwi aside. He huffed and blew his bangs out of his eyes before plastering on an annoyed face and walking out the gym with you in his arms, sight blurred from the tears welling up in your eyes. You felt comfortable though, and allowed yourself to be carried. 

A gentle hand dabbed at your eyes while you blinked, sat on the counter of the medical supply closet. 

“The nurse was going to kill me if she saw that I injured you again.” Guanlin mumbled while your vision cleared. Seeing the boy in front of you, you gasped and jumped back, hitting your ankle on a cabinet and letting out a string of curses. 

“Chill.” He pushed his bangs out of his face and inspected your ankle, grabbing some stuff from the cabinet above you. 

“Daehwi could’ve taken me...” You grumbled, crossing your arms and pouting. 

“No offense, but that kid looks like he could barely lift anything more than 50 pounds.” Guanlin looked at you, “how’s your ankle?” 

“Would be better if you didn’t smash me with a dodgeball.” You fired back, furrowing your eyebrows. 

“Don’t do that, it’s disgustingly cute.” He smoothed out your eyebrows and messed up your pout. 

You hissed while he wrapped your ankle, gripping the counter tightly. 

“I’m sorry, does it hurt?” He worriedly looked up at you, stopping and gently holding your ankle. 

“Whatever, hurry up and stop acting like you care.” You tapped his side with your healthy foot and scowled.

The next minutes were filled with your hissing while Guanlin attempted to wrap your ankle as gently as possible. Once he was finished he shot you a bright smile while happily chirping, “All done!”

Wait what-

Where’d Guanlin go and who is this?

You tilted your head curiously at him while he put away the supplies he had taken out and smiled some more. 

“I’m sorry Y/N!” He bowed and helped you off the counter, making sure to keep your weight on him instead of your ankle. You, being the angsty protagonist, pushed him off and hobbled off on your one foot.

“Don’t start suddenly acting all nice and like you care, Guanlin. Go back to your girlfriend and fan club.” You scoffed and left him, using a random mop that was left in the hall as a cane while you went to the Ravenclaw dorms to grab your crutches. 

Guanlin watched as you left, sighing and running a hand through his hair. I’ve really done it....

The next morning you heard hushed whispers everywhere, Guanlin’s name popping up in every corner. You headed into the Great Hall for your breakfast, sitting down next to Daehwi. Anxiously, you looked around for Guanlin, hoping your food wasn’t going to have frogs in it or something. However, you were surprised to find that the tall boy was nowhere in sight. This left you wondering, and you spent the entire breakfast trying to figure out where he had gone.

“Hey, Y/N!!!” A fellow prefect called out, waving at you. “Did you hear? Guanlin is single again!” She giggled while jumping up and down, clearly hopeful that she’d get a chance to date him next. 

“Oh, maybe that’s why he didn’t show up at breakfast, must be mulling over his loss or something.” You deadpanned, staring into blank space. 

“no, I heard he’s been sitting on the roof or something all day. no one can figure out why though.” she shrugged, adjusting her robes. “You should go make sure he’s not breaking any rules, I’m afraid of heights soooo...” she let out another giggle before skipping off. 

Sighing, you trudged up the stairs and winced every time your foot had pressure applied onto it. After making it up there you put on a scowl and sat next to the tall boy on a bench. 

“You better have a good excuse loverboy, I just had to go up all those stairs and thanks to a certain someone my ankle isn’t fully healed and hurt all the way up.” Grumbling, you inspected your ankle to make sure it hadn’t been further damaged. 

“Sorry, I wasn’t thinking straight.” he sighed, facing you. “You know, I broke up with Soojung this morning.” 

“That’s her name? Can’t figure out how I never knew that. Anyways, why?” You looked up at him, tilting your head curiously.

“I was wondering if...maybe you’d give me a chance?” He smiled softly and held your tiny hands in between his to protect them from the cold breeze that swept over the roof. “I guess I’ve just never been good at figuring out feelings, let alone expressing them.” Guanlin smiled sheepishly. “Sorry.” 

Meanwhile you were s h o o k. After a few moments of silence while you thought things over, you smiled up at him and let out a small laugh. “I’ll give you a date, if that makes you happy. One rule though, you have to start being a good student.” 

You let out whines, protesting the current situation. You see, you and Guanlin had gone out on your date, hecc you’ve gone out on about 28 at this point. Your ankle never really healed though, in fact you just kept injuring it doing stupid things with Guanlin. Recently, you’d accidentally tripped over some random herb in your potions class and twisted your ankle. So now, Guanlin insisted on piggy backing you everywhere, insisting that you’d a) have a better view and b) be less prone to hurting you ankle again. 

After settling down, you rested your chin on his shoulder, smiling. “You know, you’re not so bad after all. Not bad at all for a Slytherin.” You grinned.

“You’re not all that bad for a Ravenclaw either, I think you might like me better than your stack of books now.” He teased, pinching your nose. 

“Definitely.”

K this is rlly bad qwq. You ever have really good plans for something but they end up going wonky and you just spend forever writing something you’re not satisfied with and feel like you’re just giving out trash? Yeah that’s pretty much what happened here. I apologize to anyone who put themselves through this tourture and waste of time :’). This was my first time experimenting with actual writing instead of bullets sooooo... yeah. 

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