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Hey! Thanks for answering my question<3

I saw that you have smut posted but if you don't want to write that I can request something sfw.

I'm also taking requests so feel free to message me <3

Request;

Can I have a Nikki Sixx smut where reader is Nikki's soft spot and he's an asshole to everybody but her, so when she's being a brat at soundcheck for the Dr. Feelgood tour he just takes her back to his dressing room and gives her some softdom punishment? Like praising and thigh riding and stuffs?

Thankies!! ^^

I HATE EVERYONE ELSE IN THE WORLD BUT YOU, nikki sixx.

warnings: smut, thigh riding, blowjob, kisses, jealous!nikki, longfic (?), you and nikki have a long term relationship, praise, degradation, punishment.

author's note: hey bae! apologies for the delay. this is probably the longest thing i've ever written, i hope you don't mind. i don't have that much experience writing smut so I'm sorry if it didn't turn out the way you wanted! also, really liked your blog:) good read, kisses<3

“— do you think...like...he's okay?” — tommy asked you, almost static as you two watched nikki argue with a random sound crew guy.

“— uhum.” — you muttered, with a carefree expression. you knew better than anyone how stressed nikki was lately. you were probably the only person who understood him, who understood how important that album was to him and how he was really trying. during the recording of the album, you waited for him at home late at night, just to listen to him and be able to help with what was possible.

even though vince, tommy and mick thought you didn't care much for his sudden humor outbursts, you were always keeping an eye on him. did you know that most of the time, he just started yelling at people on pure impulse, but still wanted to prevent something worse from happening.

and, well, the boys loved you like you were part of their “family”, from the moment they met you as nikki's new girlfriend, a few years ago, they knew you weren't like the others. you kept pace with nikki, but were still very responsible and decided, and that was exactly what he needed. the thing is: not even all that affection they had for you was able to make them not be confused by how nikki was with you compared to others. it was obvious to everyone that you were the love of his life, yet they still couldn't understand how he could be so sweet to you while being such an asshole to everyone else.

and that was exactly what tommy was thinking about when he didn't even notice the bassist approaching you two. but you notice, you took a deep breath and smiled as your eyes followed nikki's figure, relieved because he dropped the argument.

tommy winced, noticing the annoyed expression on nikki's face as he walked. before he could start thinking about the thousands of shit nikki would shout at him at that moment, he saw nikki's expression change instantly as he walked towards you.

“— hey, princess.” — he says to you as he passes by you two, not forgetting to leave a peck on your lips.

honestly, for the drummer, there was no logical explanation for what happened between you and your boyfriend. he starts to consider bringing the idea of always keeping you around to vince and mick, thinking it was the easiest way to deal with nikki.

tommy turned to where you were sitting next to him, wanting to tell you a joke about it, but you weren't there. he quickly scans the stadium and stage, trying to find you. he can see you running after nikki to the dressing room before the two of you disappear behind the curtains.

★

the boys were about 20 minutes waiting for nikki, they had agreed to meet in the stage in ten minutes, for soundcheck, but all they knew was that, according to tommy, you and him disappeared somewhere backstage to make out. mick, visibly irritated, prepared to grab his guitar and head back to the dressing room when the bassist finally appeared. he seemed calmer, it was evident for the stupid smile on his face and (your) red lipstick stains on his neck. the guitarist wants to punch him for how calm he looks even though he knows he is 20 minutes late.

by the time he arrives at his position on stage, you sit in another corner of the stage, a little away from the musicians.

"— so, are we starting this shit or what?"

they went through five songs before the first break (which happened because vince said he wanted to go over some more lyrics again). nikki slung the bass over her shoulder and looked at where you were a few minutes ago, recording the soundcheck. he remembers seeing you there at the beginning of the last song, but now, you weren't there anymore.

he looked back and saw tommy walking to the dressing room. he shouted, getting the drummer's attention.

“— tommy, have you seen yn around here?"

“— nah, man. she must have gone to get some water or something” — he said quickly and went back on his way.

nikki imagined the same and didn't care too much at first, walking to his own dressing room. at least, he didn't care too much until he saw where you were. or better, who you were with. when he looked at the door, a plate with his name carved behind you and a very familiar man. evan-fucking-decker. he stood there, watching, trying to figure out the possibility of evan decker showing up backstage at a mötley crue concert and meeting you.

so, evan was like a roadie for the band for a few years, a long time ago. things kind of ended with him when he and nikki had an little intense argument. years later, at a festival, they met again, but this time you and nikki were already together. your boyfriend was at least surprised when you and the blonde recognized each other. when you were alone again, you told him you met evan as teenager, at summer camp, and that you stopped talking after he confessed liking you.

normally, nikki didn't give a shit about things from the past, like relationships and stuff like that. however, nikki remembered one time talking to evan late at night, drinking and talking about their lives. he remembered evan telling about a girl he fell in love with when he was younger. he remembered the whole story, actually, including the part where he said he hoped to meet her again someday, maybe get a second chance. maybe that memory made him think he noticed something different in evan's look at you. after that day, you met a few more times, always at music-related events, but nikki always looked sulky when he saw that man's face. until today, you didn't knew why.

“— sixx! it's been so long!” — fuck. did he really have to talk to that guy?

nikki fakes his best smile as he walks up to you both, putting an arm around your waist and leaves a kiss on your cheek.

“— hey, evan, didn't know you would be here today!” — he said, trying to sound as friendly as possible as his hand lightly squeezed you waist.

“— ah, my friend is helping with the production. decided to stop by to visit an old friend.” — evan looked at you as he spoke, blushing a little.

you laughed as nikki tried very hard not to open that dressing room door and lock himself in there with you until he left. the feel of your head resting on his shoulder may have been what calmed him down.

“— so, hm..you are...like..” — he said, looking a little nervous when he noticed how close you and nikki were.

“— yes! for three years. you didn't knew?"

nikki thanks you for answering before him. for him, it was amazing the way evan's expression changed from excitement to disappointment. he wanted to laugh, looking like a bully kid at school.

“— no..hm, i heard something about it but i didn't believe.” — he said, kinda awkwardly .

“— why not?” — you asked, laughing, like it was a joke.

“— ah, you know...” — he chuckles — “— you are kind of opposite spirits.”

you got confused. in fact, one of the reasons you were attracted to nikki since the first time you saw him, it was how you felt he was the first person who shared the same thoughts as you. how you felt understood.

before thinking of an answer, you turned to your boyfriend, noticing how silent he was. something nikki didn't know about you is that you could read his thoughts just by hearing his voice on the phone. you always knew how he was feeling, and although there were few times he got jealous of you, did you notice his grip on your waist, almost possessive, and the look at evan, almost murderous.

you thought it was funny, and it was a good opportunity to get rid of the boredom you was feeling all morning. you quickly say goodbye to evan, pushing nikki into the dressing room.

“— finally.” — he says, taking a deep breath and sitting down on the couch. “— i can't stand that guy.”

you laughed as you closed the door. you went to the couch too, sitting on nikki's lap.

“— i can't believe you're jealous of a guy i haven't seen in almost three years.” — you said in a mocking tone as you settled into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“— apparently, three years wasn't enough for him to forget you.” — he rolled his eyes, trying hard not to give in to your touch.

“— why are you so affected by this?” — you asked as looked into his eyes. “— i didn't even remember his name. i'm not his friend since i was 15. i thought you were more confident..” — you smiled, teasing him.

“— and i thought you were smarter.” — he said seriously, making you start to get annoyed at his childish behavior. “— honestly, he fucking asked if we are dating, when he knows we are, because you said it when he met us at that festival. he was literally waiting for you to say no so he could take you to the nearest bathroom and-”

“— fine! fuck it, i understood!” — you interrupted him, putting your hand over his mouth for him to stop talking — “— fucking gross, sixx.." — you said a little disgusted, wondering how he was going to finish that sentence.

he gently grabbed your wrist and removed your hand from his face. “— well, that's exactly what he wants, whether you like it or not. and, you know, i'm generally not a big fan of guys who want to try their luck with my girlfriend.”

you smile and hold back your laughter "— i'm not going to argue with you because you look really cute when you get all possessive." — you get closer, leaving a few kisses on his face.

and nikki tries to maintain that tough pose, but when he feels you so close, after 20 minutes away, and knowing that now he will have to spend at least an hour without touching you, it seems like pride just disappears. nikki has always been like this with you, but only with you. it was physically impossible for him not to treat you like a goddess 100% of the time. and he saw you like that, as a point of light and comfort in his mind, he absolutely adored you.

you giggle against his skin as you feel his fingertips caress your hips. you pull away and stare at him for a moment. god, nikki was the most beautiful man in the world, you were sure of that.

his redemption to your charms is sealed by the gentle kiss he leaves on your lips. he feels like he melts with the artificial strawberry taste on your lips, pulling you closer until it's impossible to deepen that kiss any further. but it was still gentle, the way he held you by your waist, or how he smiled when he felt you moan softly against his lips, it was gentle.

you wish it had lasted longer. in fact, if you had known that the conversation with evan would take up so much of the time that you and nikki could have been making out on the couch, you would've said goodbye before. but you only realized when mick's angry voice sounded through the dressing room.

“— seriously, sixx, feel free to get into yn's pants AFTER the show ends, preferably”

you realize that nikki is ready to shout some childishness at mick, but thinks it's not worth it. you two would have more time after soundcheck, right?

before he says anything, you grab his face and kiss him again. less time consuming, sweet enough to make him forget whatever he was going to yell at mick.

you get off his lap and he kisses you one last time before going back to the stage. a simple goodbye that can't hide how much you both wanted to not care about any of that and can simply extend that moment.

★

"— who's that?” — nikki heard tommy ask, but didn't even bother to answer.

actually, tommy didn't care, but he was a little worried about nikki. he saw the bass player standing still for the last 10 minutes after the sound check was over. he thought nikki was going to run into his arms, but he was just staring at you talking to some random guy from afar.

“— ...nikki?” — tommy put his hand on nikki's shoulder, surprised when he felt the bassist walk away abruptly in your direction. confused, he just turned around to sort out his own things.

so, contextualizing, maybe you felt a little bored after a long 20 minutes of lying on the couch and listening to the band practice. I mean, not that it was boring. you loved life on the road, and loved accompanying the boys on tour, but you just didn't do much more than watch the boys all day before going back to the hotel.

it started as a silly joke, you thought nikki didn't even notice. you told evan that you were sorry for saying goodbye so hastily, he just laughed and said he understood. you said a few things to see if he would continue the topic, which he did without hesitation. so, you weren't sure how long you had been here, briefly listening to everything evan was saying, nodding your head to pretend you were paying complete attention as you let yourself catch your eye on nikki on stage from time to time.

you caught him staring a few times, which was the only reason you stayed where you were. you thought it was funny that nikki thought nvan liked you, because besides thinking it was stupid, all you could think about was how impossible it was. he was a nice guy, but wasn't even close to being your type.

In fact, you weren't so sure you thought he was that nice when you felt something akin to relief at being pulled away from him. the weak grip of nikki's hand on your arm, pulling you back to the dressing room, makes you laugh as you look at your boyfriend's serious expression.

“— baby, what's that?” — you say, laughing softly, knowing that nikki's temper wouldn't last long.

and he doesn't answer you, just opening the door and slipping into the room with you again.

"— no, sincerely, what the fuck was that?" - he lets go of your arm, sitting on the couch while rubbing his temples.

"— it was your girlfriend talking with someone, stupid” — You said, testing his patience. you weren't trying to be mean to nikki, you were just interested in the consequences that would bring you.

“— oh no, don't act innocent. you weren't even paying attention to what he was saying!"

“— how do you know? you weren't there!” — you say, holding back a laugh.

ge leans back on the couch, looking at you. “— because not even when you try can you take your attention away from me, right?"

you smile and cross your arms, walking towards him. you slowly sit on his lap, searching for any trace of calm on nikki's face. the depth in his greenish irises is what makes you want to go all the way. you feel his hand go up from your knee to your thigh, you place your hand on top of his, caressing the tips reddened from the bass.

“— you are terrible at teasing” — you both laugh as you adjust yourself on his lap, facing him.

“— really? it's not how you reacted...” — you smiled mischievously as you felt his hands running around your waist.

you know you have what you wanted when you feel the hunger of his lips against yours. the desperate way he squeezes your waist, pulling you closer, wanting more. you moan against his lips during this, feeling the pressure of his leg against your intimacy as he guides your body closer to his.

you immediately feel like you should have held in that fucking moan, because the next one is even louder, when nikki purposely presses her thigh against your clothed pussy again. despite the layers of your clothes, the warm feeling that spreads through your body is not light and it makes you want to cry knowing that he would still tease you for a while longer.

"— that's what you were thinking this whole time, baby? all needy...” — he laughs. you try your best to focus on what he was saying, but you just can't. you feel your body needy, fighting for more contact with nikki's, at a point where it's all you can think about.

you run your fingers along the zipper of his pants, trying to undo it, but is interrupted by nikki's hand patting yours, scolding you.

“— uh-huh...not yet” — the smile he gives you says enough, he wants to see how far you'll go for this. honestly, you could kneel down and beg at that point, but along with the excitement, your ego stayed with you at that moment. "— i won't touch you yet, pretty thing. i want to see how you will relieve yourself now.”

"— nikki-” — you pant, not sure if you can handle his teasing right now.

“— what, honey? did you think i was going to give you everything so easily?” — he took your hand from his crotch, bringing it to his lips and leaving a chaste kiss. “— you will show me that you deserve it first. actually, we both know you don't, hm? but I'll give you what you want anyway, I'll just make you beg a little”

and that's exactly what he does, in that way that he knows turns you on. the cynical look and that provocative smile that never leaves his face as he follows your every move.

he has fun with it all. you let out a whimper of dissatisfaction as you grip his shoulders, revolted by the idea of having to reach your own climax even when your fucking boyfriend was beneath you.

you started with quick movements, using all the strength your sensitive body had at that moment to continue the movements up and down nikki's thigh.

you're sure that with every inch your sex travels against his leg, you get more wet. you try to hold back your moans, wanting to show some control in the situation, but it is impossible. you feel small at nikki's look, frustrated with how he was managing to control himself.

he controls himself well, biting his lip while an arm is around your waist, he looks serene despite the fact that he's holding himself back from ruining you on that couch.

and it was hard to control himself while you looked such a beautiful mess on him. the messy hair, the lip gloss smudged on the corner of the mouth, the shirt strap falling off your shoulder (which made him groan softly when he realized you weren't wearing anything under your shirt)

he could feel the tightness in his own pants as you moved more intensely, listening to the pornographic noises you made. he was sure he could hear it outside the dressing room, he just didn't really care. it wasn't like you could just let yourself care about it now, too busy pleasing yourself.

you pressed your face against nikki's neck, slightly muffling your moans, not like it helped. your whimpers turned into long moans, full of need. nikki understood why your moans became even louder against his skin, noticing how you are trying even harder to move.

“— what, princess? got tired of rubbing yourself like a little whore on me?" — he said mocking.

panting, you hold onto him tightly when you stop moving, feeling your pussy dripping with excitement. he leaves a slap on your ass before grabbing it, his big hands not being gentle at all as he brings his lips closer to your ear.

“— that's what you are, right, baby? my desperate little whore..."

you nod your head. “— i am.” — you whisper. It's funny to see how you struggle to hold onto his words, all to show yourself as his possession.

that's how he made you feel. his. his girl. his whore. all his. and this feeling you gave him, the feeling of possession, of having you, it was the purest confirmation that he was yours just the same.

"— you are, huh?” — he laughs. nikki's hand goes behind your neck, making you look at him. his gaze is deep as he brings his thumb to your lips, slightly parting them to stick a finger in your mouth.

you moan as you run your tongue against his finger. he trails kisses from your chest to your neck. then from your neck to your cheek, stopping at your earlobe.

“— get on your knees for me, princess.”

he takes his finger out of your mouth, lightly patting your cheek before leaning in to kiss you again. he kisses you hungrily, deeply, you reciprocate with the same intensity.

when his lips leave yours, you both know what's going to happen. he leans back on the couch as he watches you get off his lap and kneel between his legs. he smiles at the sight, stroking your hair as you look at him.

"— such a beautiful little thing..."

you don't want him to notice that you blushed at his comment, quickly turning her face and looking at his pants, undoing the zipper. his cock was visibly marked by his already tight leather pants. you hurry to take off his boxers.

you push the tip to your lips, giving kitten-licks while stroking the rest of his length. the moan that nikki lets out sounds relieved. he closes his eyes at the warm feeling of your tongue touching his member.

it doesn't take long for you to take all of him in your mouth. your hands rest on his thighs as you hum against his dick, feeling the tip going deeper, your tongue running from the tip to his balls. you were trying to take it slow, not choke, but your boyfriend didn't contribute much.

despite the loud moans, he wanted more. you were caught off guard when he grabbed your hair to press your face against his crotch, making you gag. you close your eyes and let out a soft moan that is muffled by his cock, trying your best to take deep breaths through your nose, the tip hits deep in your throat. You open your eyes when he softens his grip on your hair, pulling you back before rubbing the dick against your lips.

you moan and lick everything he puts within reach of your tongue. he lets you take a deep breath before pushing his cock into your mouth again, again and again.

“— fuck, that's a good girl. such a good girl for me, princess. taking me so good..."

you hear him moan as he fucks your mouth. you roll your eyes in pleasure at the sensation, feeling a little saliva drip from your mouth to your chest.

“— i'm going to cum so hard in that little mouth.” — he says, feeling the orgasm getting closer and closer. "— my fucking little slut, waiting for me to put you on your place.”

and you like being treated like that, you both know. going from a princess to a whore, making you feel even wetter every time he degrades or praises you.

all that hits you is nikki's loud, hoarse moan as you feel something hot running down your throat. he finally lets go of your hair as you feel his taste invade your senses. it's something fine between sweet and savory, but you couldn't say you don't think it's delicious.

“— so good, princess, so fucking good..." — he says breathlessly. you feel a hand caress your cheek before patting nikki's thigh, inviting you to sit there again.

you gather some strength in your body before practically throwing yourself on nikki's lap. he laughs and hugs your waist before pulling you closer, kissing you again.

he kisses you gently, making you whimper against his mouth every time he makes a move to deepen. the kiss is long, it allows nikki to feel his own taste in your mouth. when he pulls away, you lay your head on his chest.

the tip of your nose rubs against his neck, smelling a soft scent of men's cologne that comforts you and turns you on even more.

“— love you so much, my baby” — he says docilely as his fingertips run from your thighs to your crotch. “— did so good for me”

nikki's simple validation can make you groan, pleased with yourself for taking away his bad mood. “— love you more.." — you say as you lift your head to look at him, your noses touching.

your next kiss is still slow, but not like the other. it's wet, almost sloppy and you both can feel that sexual tension burning through your skin. you moan against his lips when you feel the tip of his finger passing between your legs, caressing your pussy through the fabrics.

“— needing some attention, right, princess?”

he feels your head bump against his shoulder as his hand runs down your pants. fuck, you're going to make a huge mess before this show even starts.

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[bonesandchalamet]

a Monaco Grand Prix - t.holland

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pairing: Tom holland x mercedes intern!fem!reader

warnings: some flirting + possible minor errors

a/n: inspired by the Monaco gp today! combining my love for Tom and formula 1 into this! if you like formula 1, you can find my sports masterlist on @thatsdemko 🥰

“you can’t just be nice and give him a tour?” your boss, Toto Wolff, gives you a glare that’s almost killer. one that you know will bite you in the ass, if you don’t just take the opportunity to show the famous celebrity around the paddock.

you know it’s part of your job. if you want your placement to be permanent, you’ll have to do whatever the boss says, and that being showing a famous prick around the Monaco paddock.

you nod, “I’ll do it.” you swallow the nervous jitters, as you turn out of the Mercedes hospitality to the one and only Tom holland making his way through media, other formula 1 interns, and press.

he’s headed to you with his security guards. a bright pearly white smile on his face as climbs the steps, hand extended, “ah you must be y/n! I was told you’d show me around.” his British accent brings warmth to your ears as it visibly spreads to your cheeks taking his hand in yours.

you’ve completely forgot why you didn’t want to do this in the first place. after having met the Tom holland, you’d do anything your boss asks you to do.

“right this way, Mr. Holland, let me show you our new and improved cars for this weekends race.”

—

each spot you took him to came with a variety questions and expression, god he was cute, was all you could think about. he was attentive and listened to your tidbits and nerdy jokes, he could tell you really loved your job and took formula 1 as serious as it was.

“and this is the Red Bull garage, legally I’m not allowed in there or else I’ll be reported for spying. but go on in, I’m sure Christian Horner would love to see you.” you gesture for the actor to step inside the garage and join the couple of other famous people you could see from where you stood.

as badly as he wanted to step in and have the cameras pointed on him, he didn’t mind keeping a lower profile and decline the offer to do so, “if you can’t go in then I definitely shouldn’t.” he laughs pulling out his phone to show you his Lewis Hamilton lockscreen, “I’d be murdered in there.”

“that makes two of us.” you giggle, pulling out your phone to show him the picture of you and Lewis on your first day. he’s a bit jealous as a claims, but you’re sure he’s had more opportunities to meet him than you have. considering you rarely see the drivers— except for Mick Schumacher.

“ah I’m hoping to get a picture with him like that too!” he carefully taps his finger against your screen to get another look at the picture; two of you smiling from ear to ear in Bahrain.

“I don’t have the privileges to get you to meet him, but considering your fame status? I’m sure by the end of this weekend you’ll see him more times than me.” you gesture for him to follow and he keeps up as you pass the McLaren, where Oscar piastri and lando norris are doing final placements.

“what if I want to see you more by the end of this weekend?” he asks, the words slipping off his tongue before he can filter them out. his hand flies over his lips; security guard chuckling at his intrusive thoughts winning. flirty words were easy for Tom, but he didn’t expect to find himself using a line on you this early on the tour.

you can feel the red hue quickly spread to your cheeks, it’s more noticeable than the last time he got your attention that way. he moved into your field of vision turning to face you, rather than the cars, “I mean I could always use a tour guide around Monaco?” he shrugs, hand finding the nape of his neck as he nervously plays with the hairs there.

“ask me when I’m off the clock, then legally I can answer.”

—

you thought he would’ve forgotten by now. it was hours after you gave him his own private tour of the paddock, and somehow? he was still there.

most people— fans, media, press, and other members of formula 1— had vacated the paddock following an early rise tomorrow for the big race, but not Tom. he’d stuck out waiting around, taking pictures with the few fans left, and even getting his picture with the infamous Lewis Hamilton.

“I see you finally got your picture.” you say as you make your way down those same hospitality steps to close the gap of where he stood off to the side.

“yeah, but I didn’t get that guaranteed tour of Monaco yet?”

“will I get paid by the end of the tour?” you raise an eyebrow watching his words stumble out of his mouth, words not even forming sentences you tripped him hard, “I’m joking, Tom, but I get off of work tomorrow late, so your tour will have to wait.”

he nods eager, but still slow enough to not show much of his excitement, “I can wait until then. I’ll find you here tomorrow evening?”

“deal, and I don’t take checks as a form of payment.”

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[sixxrock666]

Could you do platonic? With a girl who’s in the band and how that would work? Like she’s probably rlly popular cause she’s the only girl and all and she’s like rhythm guitarist

Just like how they would act w her and stuff

awhh love this idea<33 I think you requested that for mötley but if i was wrong you can totally request again and i would do it again. I hope you will like it I tried my best :))

• at first Vince and Nikki would definitely try to sleep with you but you would turn them down every time so they would eventually give up

• Tommy would literally be your best friend. He would be super clingy and would cuddle up to you, would love it when you would stroke his hair

• i feel like Mick would be really cold towards your at the start but when you’d break through, surprisingly you two would get along the best

• Mick would be someone you’d have a lot of inside jokes with and could talk about anything together

• they would usually let you do and talk to any guy but as soon as they sensed the guy was a creep they would step in, especially Nikki and would send him away

• all of the guys would be super protective of you but especially Nikki and Vince even tho they knew you could take care of yourself

• Vince would definitely still flirt sometimes but not seriously just some flirtatious jokes here and there, it would be how you two would mostly communicate

• you, Tommy and Nikki would for sure become THE trio. You would do so much random shit, get drunk together and smash places down. Call it the terror triplets if you will

• on the stage you would get crazy with the boys. You would jam with Mick a lot and do your thing, leaning against each other while you both play your guitars

• you would also get crazy with Nikki on stage a lot, banging your head together to the music and running around the stage and Vince would sometimes join

• if you’d feel down they would all try their absolute best to make you feel better. Tommy would try making you pancakes but would probably burn everything down. That would result in boys yelling at him but it would fill your heart with warmth

• you would adore studio time. You’d all joke around but still get work done and usually after you’d all go out to eat and get drunk.

• whenever you’re all drunk you would usually have to take care of Nikki and Tommy and they would get all clingy. To say the least it wasn’t an easy job dragging two grown men along but you were the only one willing to do it. Sometimes Mick would tag along and help you but that was rarely. Vince was probably hanging out with some chick somewhere in the mean time

•if you were the drunkest one Vince and Mick would take care of you. Tommy and Nikki would try to get more alcohol into you because they would be so intoxicated themselves. It was crazy trying to drag you away from them at that point.

• they’d definitely get into fights at the bar if a guy would harass you

• sometimes at the end of the day you’d all chill in one of your rooms, probably get high and laugh all night long until you’d eventually get all sappy, telling each other how much you love each other

• let’s be real you’d definitely walk in on the boys at some point

• the tour bus would ALWAYS be a mess and you’d literally be the only one trying to keep it together. Tommy would sometimes feel bad and help you but that happened once a year at best

• i feel like Vince would love to ruffle your hair especially when he would see you get frustrated over it every time

• Tommy loved to drag you along everywhere he went, be it the record store or some random bar he thought looked cool

part 2

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[leclerc-s]

big reputations - part nine

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alex albon I AM ERAS TOUR READY FUCKERS!!!

mark webber are you sure it's wise to take all of them with you?

mastermind oh i'm sure i'll regret this in about 20 minutes when they all start pushing each other to be at the front.

jenson button good luck to you then. can't wait to meet her in vegas, once again, sorry i couldn't make it mastermind it's okay, she understands.

george russell I'M SO FUCKING EXCITED

kevin magnussen i don't know how you managed to convince all 20 of us to show up together.

mastermind i'm letting you bring your wife and child kevin, that's how i convinced you. as for the rest of them, well i promised them an extra ticket for whoever they wanted to invite

oscar piastri is christian coming?

sebastian vettel YOU INVITED CHRISTIAN?? mastermind obviously? and mick too!

charles leclerc please tell him to stop calling

mastermind maybe you should listen to what he has to say? charles leclerc can’t according to sabrina i’m a masochist

carlos sainz you guys are really pushing that family narrative aren’t you?

oscar piastri you wish that was you huh? oscar piastri you’re sooo jealous - sabrina lando norris ARE THE SIX OF YOU ALWAYS TOGETHER? oscar piastri duh - sabrina

max verstappen you have got to stop hanging out with sabrina.

oscar piastri wow. you wanted us to bond and get along and now that we are you don't like? i can't understand you verstappen oscar piastri yeah what the fuck verstappen? - sabrina

lando norris wow, i've been replaced as oscar’s bff

logan sargeant piss off you crumpet that’s me and you fucking know it lando norris whatever george washington alex albon oh great. now all i’m going to hear for the next week the hamilton soundtrack. are you proud of yourself norizz? lando norris why does me calling him george washington have logan sargeant USA MOTHER FUCKERS!! FUCK THE BRITISH!! alex albon that's fucking why you muppet. every time you make a fucking america joke he listens to the hamilton soundtrack

mark webber i can't believe i let oscar drag me into this

oscar piastri oh be quiet, i know you're thrilled to be here.

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she's okay at performing i guess she's an angel, truly. oh my god!! gorgeous checo said to caption this, vamos a reputar!

lando norris CHAT IS THIS REAL??

yuki tsunoda WHAT THE FUCK????

max verstappen I FUCKING KNEW MY PLAN WOULD WORK!! charles leclerc I CAME UP WITH THE LYRICS VERSTAPPEN!!

max verstappen I FUCKING KNEW BEFORE ALL OF YOU

kevin magnussen i no longer have a voice and my hearing is gone

jenson button well now i'm so upset i wasn't there!

logan sargeant daniel ricciardo, you fucking gaslighter. you will pay for your crimes against the court

valtteri bottas congrats daniel, never doubted you for a second.

alex albon that's a fucking lie. we all fucking know it. none of us had faith in him

zhou guanyu thank you for invite daniel. i had fun.

daniel ricciardo of course zhou! glad you could make it!

yuki tsunoda HOW DARE YOU KEEP THIS FROM US RICCIARDO!!

oscar piastri added two people

sebastian vettel we should've known something was up when you insisted mark and i fly out to argentina

yuki tsunoda I DEMAND AN EXPLANATION RICCIARDO

yuki tsunoda I'M YOUR TEAMMATE RICCIARDO!! HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME?? ME?? OF ALL PEOPLE!!

lewis hamilton well that was fun

daphne jones huh, you were right, they were going to freak out.

sabrina carpenter i've never heard grown men shout so loud and i've been to a football game.

lando norris american or british? sabrina carpenter who cares?? it's still grown men chasing a ball??

lance stroll i have to know, what is max's problem with sabrina? is it real??

max verstappen she's annoying sabrina carpenter he's a little bitch charles leclerc i swear they like each other normally. max verstappen no, we don't sabrina carpenter no, we don't

yuki tsunoda I DEMAND AN EXPLANATION!!

daniel ricciardo not even my own mother is this upset yuki

yuki tsunoda YOU LIED TO US FOR MONTHS!! LIAR!

nico hülkenberg do we get to embarrass him in front of his girlfriend now??

daniel ricciardo NO! STOP! daphne jones oh please do!

fernando alonso i caught him screaming 22 back in 2014. i seem to recall jules laughing his head off as daniel screamed along to the words.

sebastian vettel i was his teammate for a season and he was always playing one of her songs. max verstappen i heard "fuck kanye" one too many times in 2017. mark webber he's been in love with you for far too long jenson button we didn't think he had it in him to convince you to date him.

lewis hamilton he sang the story of us after the hungarian grand prix to me and rosberg.

sabrina carpenter you guys said it was okay to say nico in front of him?? george russell only when referring to nico hülkenberg never rosberg

daphne jones well... this is an odd bunch

alex albon MS. JONES, I SWEAR WE'RE NORMAL!! logan sargeant see, even i don't believe that alex albon shut up logan

daphne jones i've heard enough stories to know none of you are slightly normal.

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mick schumacher i saw this coming! it's not like they were subtle about it.

yuki tsunoda BE QUIET SCHUMACHER! LET ME WALLOW IN ANGER!

mick schumacher okay.

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¡leclerc-s speaks! can't believe i'm almost done with this story. i literally love this one so much. i think i've like 4 or 5 parts left for this one.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet. enjoy!

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[munsons-melody]

putting the x in sixx (part 2)

summary: with corroded coffin now on tour with the boys of mötley crüe, nikki sixx takes the time to keep trying to get to you

pairing: rockstar!boyfriend!Eddie x female!reader

cw: mentions drugs/drug abuse,

recommended song: you’re all i need by mötley crüe

word count: 2.6k

a/n: this was a request and i was over the moon to write it!! also not very proofread :)

requested? yep :))

masterlist

part 1 can be found here

i do not consent to having any of my works republished, translated, or posted to any other site except here. if you see my works anywhere but tumblr, it has been republished without my knowledge, consent, or permission.

——

"uh huh... yes... yes of course... yep... okay... okay great thanks man" eddie said as he hung up the phone, turning to you with the biggest smile on his face

"good news?" you asked excitedly, moving up from your laying position on the couch, turning off the tv

"we're going on tour!" eddie screamed, jumping up and down causing you to giggle

"wait what? huh? explain!" you leaped from the couch to where he walked over to the living room

"that was our manager, he apparently talked to his buddy doc who talked to the boys of mötley crüe and said they loved our sound and our stage presence and when they go on tour they want us to open!" he explained, talking fast

your jaw dropped and you squealed, pulling him in close, wrapping your arms around his neck as you jumped and your legs wrapped around his waist

he held you close until you heard a small sniffle, and moved so you carefully landed on the ground

"eddie baby you okay?" you asked, moving a few strands of hair away from his face and wiping a tear that was falling down his cheek

he nodded and sniffled again, wiping the tears away from his face and looked at you

"i just can't believe it, i'm so happy" he admitted as you held his face gently and leaned into kiss him

as you pulled away, your brow furrowed in confusion "wait don't you need to tell the rest of the band?" you let out a small chuckle and eddie's eyes widened

"oh shit yeah thank you love you" he said, kissing you fast before running to the phone again

——

it was 2 weeks later and tour rehearsals were in full swing along with corroded coffin recording songs for their new album and mötley crüe doing endless press for their girls, girls, girls album that had just come out

you hadn't seen much of the boys of mötley crüe due to their heavy promo schedule, occasionally seeing vince in the studio helping eddie with some vocals, and of course, mick just appearing randomly, fueling yours and Eddie's inside joke that he truly was an alien with superpowers- reminding you of a specific girl that once escaped hawkins lab that led you to meet eddie

"god i'm just so excited for the tour!" you said excitedly, walking in between Jeff and Gareth into the rehearsal studio

eddie was stuck at the recording studio with dougie for another hour while you accompanied the boys to the rehearsal space as they deemed it necessary you be there since eddie couldn't

"me too! can you believe we're actually here and doing this?" gareth replied, matching the excitement in your voice

the three of you continued to talk as you walked through the corridors of the large building before appearing at the double doors before the room that served as the rehearsal room

you already heard Vince, singing out the last few high notes of 'dancing on glass' when the three of you walked in, standing there watching them finish up the song

once they were done, you clapped along with jeff and gareth and nikki looked at you, smiling

"great guys, take 5... and no bump- we have a lot to get through today" doc said in a grumpy voice before patting mick on the back and turning to talk to some other important looking person

nikki set down his bass carefully on its stand and walked over to where you were standing

"hey stranger" he said and you felt a blush creep onto your face

"hey yourself" you replied back with a smile

"didn't know you were going to be here today" he said casually and you nodded, turning to where gareth was once standing until you realized he was in conversation with jeff and their manager steve

"yeah well eddie's stuck in the studio for another hour and the guys wanted me to come watch them rehearse so here i am" you joked and he chuckled

"well i'm very glad you got to see us perform a little bit of our song" he said

"me too, i'm excited to see it on stage in a month when tour starts" you admitted, tucking your hair behind your ear while nikki gave you a confused look

"wait are you coming with us?" he asked and you nodded

"uh yeah i'm staying with eddie for the entire tour" you smiled and he did a slow nod and pursed his lips

"good to know" he said with a smirk when you heard tommy yell "sixx! we're doing girls now!"

"that's my cue... maybe you should stick around and watch us play, i'm very good at doing girls" he winked at you before turning around and walking back to where his bass sat

it didn't click until you heard the intro to their hit girls girls girls, that you understood the joke and for a second you felt stupid before you realized that nikki was hitting on you again... was he always this persistent with every other girl he's ever slept with? not like it mattered anyways, you were with eddie, and the happiest you've ever been

before you can fathom another thought about nikki, talking to you, the door swung open, and you saw eddie and dougie, walking in with smiles plastered on their faces

eddie immediately walked up to you and gave you the biggest kiss and wrapped his arms around you

"hey you still had like half an hour left before you had to be here?" you questioned with a laugh and he pulled back to look at you

"it's crazy, i just was able to sing every perfect note with the right amount of energy and dougie just knew the exact notes of what to play to help me and it was like everything just clicked and we finally nailed it, so now i can watch the rest of their rehearsal with you" he smiled, lacing your finger together

your heard the drums starting up along with the guitars and bass, and took eddie to one of the couches facing the set up as vince started singing

you've heard this song at least a thousand times, and you liked it too, but as you were sitting with eddie's arm around you, half your back leaned into his chest, it was hard to watch them perform with nikki's eyes fixed on you

this might be a long tour... you thought to yourself

——

the past week had been a blur with traveling all up and down the east coast, but you were finally in New York City, after a month into the tour

you were hanging out in the dressing room while corroded coffin did their sound check

you heard their songs being played in a row so many times within the past month that you took the opportunity to hang out in the dressing room and get a moment to yourself

you had just flipped, open a new magazine, and lay down on one of the plush couches in the room when there is a knock at the door, and before you could even get up to answer it, it was none other than Nikki walking into the room

"oh shit hey sorry didn't know you were in here" he laughed, attempting to turn around to walk out when you got up

"oh, no, it's fine, i just needed a break from everything, god this tour has been so hectic... i don't even know how you can put up with it all" you joked and he chuckled

"with this my dear" he laughed and pulled out a small bottle that you immediately recognized

"ah yeah right" you said, awkwardly smiling at him as he sat down at the table across from you

you aren't uncomfortable with drugs, as your boyfriend used to be a dealer back when you two were in high school but you've never actually seen anyone snort anything right in front of you

"want some?" he asked as he set it up on the table and you shook your head

"no thanks i'm good" you said as he took out a card from his pocket

he did his business and as his head came up, he looked at you, his eyes looking straight into yours

"what?" you asked, secretly praying that he wasn't somehow going to just OD right in front of you with how long he was staring at you before he finally spoke, which calmed your nerves

"i don't know why the fuck i can't stop thinking about you, but jesus christ i've fucked every girl i wanted, and yet you're still on my mind..." he said, fiddling with the card in his hand

you looked at him with raised eyebrows before you finally found the courage to speak again

"oh wow uhm... that's blunt" you choked out

"i'm that type of guy" he said before taking in another line

"listen nikki-"

"god even the way you say my name is so hot" he breathed out and you found yourself blushing yet again at his words

"i will admit years ago before i met eddie... i had the biggest crush on you and yes if i wasn't in the the most amazing loving relationship with eddie and these were all different circumstances, then it probably would've happened, but that's not what's going on and honestly, i highly doubt you'll even remember this conversation in a few hours" you finally said as he just stared at you

the tension was so thick you could chop it with an ax, and it would still be there, but eventually he leaned up from a seat, and took another line before falling back into his chair

"if i could turn back time" he started to sing and you let out a laugh

"if i could find a way" he continued

"oh now you're gonna try and seduce me with cher?" you joked and he let out a laugh

"no just manifesting i build a time machine and go back in time" he said, staring at the ceiling

"you know, for someone who likes to sleep around and not commit or come off as anything more than being a sexual partner to the opposite sex, you do have very romantic words" you admitted with a laugh and he shook his head with a smile

"i think tommy and his stupid hopeless romanticness is rubbing off on me" he laughed and you smiled

you heard cheers and screams from outside your door when it burst open to see a very wet corroded coffin barging into the room

"oh my god babe it started raining when we were outside on the stage and so after we finished up the last song we ran around on the grass and it was the most amazing thing!" eddie yelled walking to you and shaking his hair like a wet dog

"agh! babe!" you squealed with a laugh as he went to pick you up

you turned to run so he wouldn't pick you up to get you all wet but as you did, you fell right into nikki who was getting up

you landed on him he sat in the chair, your bum pressed against his crotch perfectly

"shit sorry!" you said, scrambling to get up

"don't ever apologize for getting this close to me" he quickly whispered, looking into your eyes before you got up, looking at eddie who had his head flipped over as he dried his long hair with a towel

"see you tonight boys! have a good show!" nikki yelled before giving you one last glance and headed out the door

—

it was an hour before showtime, and you sat with Eddie on the small loveseat in the dressing room, pretending to be in your own little bubble before you had to share your boyfriend with the rest of the world well the rest of the boys were trying to hype each other up and blasting the radio

you ended up telling him about everything that happened with nikki that day, and you sat there feeling guilty for no reason when eddie grabbed your hand and locked his fingers with yours

"y/n there's no reason to feel bad, i'm just thankful o have a girlfriend that's loyal enough to me that when nikki sixx is hitting on her, she doesn't cave, especially when you had the biggest crush on him... i love you and i trust you and just know that nothing you do will ever change that for me" he said, looking at you, bringing his other hand up to gently stroke your cheek

"i love you too eds" you said, immediately feeling better, and you wrapped your arms around his neck and the two of you switched positions so you could lay down together

"and honestly if you're feeling uncomfortable, i have no problem fighting him, he'll probably be too doped up to even realize he's in a fight" he joked causing you to laugh

"thanks but babe have you ever actually won a fight outside DnD?" you questioned and his face dropped into an expression of confusion and thinking

"uh not technically, well this one time-" you cut him off by kissing him and the second you pulled away, you could see the enamoration and love he has for you wash over his face

"when do we stop in Vegas?" you asked and he looked away for a moment as he thought about the schedule

"uh maybe like 2 weeks from tomorrow i think our show is there? why?" he asked and you smiled

"i think we should get married" you said as a smile grew on eddie's face

"you want to elope?" he asked and you nodded

"the whole nikki thing made me further realize that the only man i ever want to be with for the rest of my life is you eds, and i think it'll be romantic just the two of us together"

"sounds like a plan" he said ecstatically, kissing you

"wait what about nancy? didn't you and her already start planning wedding stuff, aren't you each others maids of honor or something?" eddie asked you once you pulled away

"what she doesn't know can't hurt her" you joked

soon enough, it was time for the boys to go on stage, and you kissed Eddie one last time before he ran from the side of the stage into the center as the music started to play

——

you had just finished corroded coffin's set and were in the middle of watching mötley crüe's set, standing in the private section of the crowd to catch a couple of their songs before you headed back to the tour bus

"this next one goes out to someone in particular, hope you know i remembered the conversation babe" nikki said as the beginning of 'you're all i need' started to play

you looked at eddie, who was looking right at you and you both let out a small laugh, knowing about the conversation you had with nikki earlier and how you believed that he wouldn't even realize what he said till just now

"you know i love this song" you joked as you moved his arms around your waist and yours around his neck

you were pulled in close to eachother, enjoying the song as you stared into each others eyes and stealing kisses from eachother, feeling like the only two people in the arena

"yeah, i know you" he smiled

"you could probably write a better ballad that's all about me" you said and eddie shook his head with a smile

"don't you think nikki will be upset i'll have my own personal love song dedicated to only you as your wonderful, soon to be husband?" eddie said with a laugh and you let out a chuckle

"what he doesn't know can't hurt him" you smiled

fin.

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[meikadonnelly]

~nikki sixx~

nikki sixx x fem reader

Nikki is your best friend and you’re on tour with motley crue.

fluff/angst on nikki’s side.

tw : nikki gets angry and may be triggering 🤍

You hear the crowd still screaming and clapping as the boys come back onto the tour bus at the back of the venue. You glance from the magazine you’re reading to watch as Vince walks in, followed by Mick, and then Tommy, however Nikki isn’t there. You smile at the three of them as they walk loudly onto the bus. They all sit down near you and you put down the magazine onto your lap. “You guys sounded great,” you say happily. “I’m a little tired so I came back about fifteen minutes ago,” you tell them.

“It was packed in there, even backstage!” Tommy says with a smile.

You laugh. “Plenty of opportunities for people to pick fights then,” you joke which makes the others smile.

“Yeah well, we’ll have to see what Nikki can tell us when he gets back,” Vince says, laughing a little. You raise an eyebrow.

“What?” you question.

“Apparently Nikki had a run in with some guy backstage,” Tommy explains. You sit forward, putting the magazine next to you.

“What? Where is he?”

Tommy shrugs and you stand up. You walk down the bus to the front. You walk down the small steps and off the bus. You look to the right to see a few men walking around in their backstage uniforms but no sight of your best friend. You then turn to look to the left when your vision is blocked by a body. You trail your eyes upwards to see Nikki look down at you. “What’re you doing?” He asks.

“I was coming to look for you,” you tell him. He raises an eyebrow.

“Why?”

“Because apparently something was going on,” you reply with a slight frown at his blunt tone. He doesn’t say anything and walks onto the bus to which you follow. “Nikki,” you say. He keeps walking to the back of the bus where he disappears to climb into his bunk. You stop where the others are with your hands on your hips, looking at where Nikki just was.

“What the hell happened?” Tommy asks. You shake your head.

“No fucking clue,” you reply.

“Want me to talk to him?” He asks. You don’t reply but walk past them to Nikki’s top bunk where he’s laying on his stomach, facing the opposite way with his hands under his pillow. You look at him with your arms crossed. His bunk is about head height so you’re face is next to his.

“Nikki.” You say sternly and he groans. “Don’t ignore me Nik.”

“Leave me alone.”

“You’ve known me long enough to know that’s not going to happen.” You mutter and he finally turns his head to look at you, his head still laying on the pillow. You tilt your head slightly.

“What happened?” You ask.

“Nothing,” he mumbles. You let out a small sigh.

“We both know you’re not telling me the truth Nikki.” You say sternly and he opens his eyes to look at you.

“Some guy was saying shit,” he admits.

“About?”

He pauses, still holding eye contact. He sighs and moves to get off his bunk. He stands in front of you. “What was it about Nikki?” You ask again.

He sighs again and look down. “You.”

You frown. “And?” He looks at you.

“What do you mean ‘and’?” He questions.

“Who cares if a random guy says something about me?” You ask him.

“He can’t just go around doing shit like that!” he says a little loudly. “If he says something and I hear it then i’m gonna say something!” You glance at his hand.

“So if all you were doing was saying something, then why are your knuckles red?” You question which makes him look at his right hand. You watch him think of what to say.

“I don’t understand why you aren’t more upset about this!” he says loudly and in a higher pitched voice than usual.

“I don’t know why you are!” You yell back.

“Because you’re someone I care about and i’m not just going to let someone do that!”

You sigh and look down. “I get that, okay? Believe me. But you’re getting into fights over it. You’re going to ruin your career. What if you get in trouble, or get hurt? What if you hurt your hands and can’t play bass anymore Nikki?” You defend. You watch the thoughts race through his mind as he stares at you, his arms crossed. By now, the others are looking down the bus at us.

“How the hell am I meant to just not do anything about it?” He asks, frustrated.

“Ignore it! Keep walking and come to me!” You reply in a slightly angry tone. “Talk to someone about it Nikki.”

He sighs again. “Sorry,” he mutter quietly before turning and walking off of the bus again. You don’t call out for him but walk over to the others who just saw the whole thing.

“What the hell happened?” Vince asks.

“He got into a fight,” you reply, glancing at him.

“Did he win?” Tommy asks to which you look at him with an eyebrow raised. “Sorry.”

“I’ll be back,” you say, walking away.

“Where are you going?” Tommy yells after you. You turn around.

“I’m going to find Nikki, who knows what’ll happen if I don’t.”

“The venue’s huge, you won’t be able to find him,” Mick says bluntly.

“Well, I might as well try.” And with that, you walk off the bus. You look around before looking along the side of the bus to see Nikki leaning against it, his arms crossed. You walk over and stand next to him silently for a moment.

“I’m not mad,” you finally say. “I didn’t mean to yell.”

“I know,” Nikki replies quietly with a slightly defeated tone in his voice.

“I just…” You pause for a second and sigh. “I just don’t want you to get hurt or ruin your career.” Nikki doesn’t say anything and continues looking forward at the business around you. “The last thing I want to happen is for you to throw away all your hard work over some comment about me,” you add.

“I know it was stupid and I’m sorry okay?” He says defensively which makes you move to stand in front of him. You put each hand on his shoulders and look up at him.

“I promise you that it doesn’t bother me when people say stuff about me. So please don’t think you have to defend me.”

He looks at you and nods. “Okay,” he mutters. You drop your arms to your sides.

“So are you okay?” You ask him.

“Yeah, I’m okay,” he assures before putting an arm around you and starting to walk towards the door of the bus. “Are we good?”

You smile. “Of course.”

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[thewritingofspencerrose]

Just Another Weekend

George Russell x OC!Vettel

It had just been a weekend like any other in May.

Well, the same as any other weekend when your father has spent the majority of your life racing and he's the only parental figure that you have.

But it was Monaco. And Monaco is its own breed.

I guess that's how we had ended up drunk off our asses, my father nowhere to be seen, George and I sneaking off ourselves.

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rosannavettel we're up early this morning in the josie & rose house and we're ready to watch some racing!

sebastianvettel can't wait to spend the day with my two favorite grils :)

rosannavettel who taught you how to do non-emojis

"Papa, ich verstehe nicht, für wen wir uns einsetzen sollen," (dad, i don't understand who we are supposed to be rooting for) I whisper, eyeing the headphones that are sitting snuggly over Josette's curls, her eyes shut tight with small snores escaping her lips.

She sounds just like her father did.

"Wir feuern Redbull an, meine Liebe," (we're rooting for redbull my dear).

"I'm going to pretend that I don't take offense to that," A sassy Monesque voice chimes from our side, making sense since the walls are painted red.

"Charlie, you know Papa means nothing harsh by it, you know that," I assure, him kissing my cheek and Josette's head in response before side-hugging my father.

"He knows he's tied with Mick for my favorite Grid Kids," Papa assures, Josette giggling brightly without reason, simply happy to be alive.

"And how is my favorite princesse (princess)?" Charlie asks, kissing Josette's head.

"I thought I was your favorite princesse?" Lando's voice rings, bringing more laughs out of the little one, clad in black romper with polkadots. "But if my replacement is as cute as this little muppet, I'm sure I can accept my fate."

"Lando, please meet my daughter Rosanna and her daughter Josette. Rose, meet Lando Norris, -"

"McClaren driver, number 4," I recite, "We met last year when I visited for the Monaco GP."

"Right, you told me you were barely 19 at the time, we bonded over being too young for all these old people," Lando laughs, eyes now drifting to Josette. "But you're a new addition, aren't you muppet?" He asks, leaning in shaking her hand jokingly, giving her enough time to get her other hand weaved in his curly hair and offer a yank.

"I am so sorry, we've been working on the hair pulling," Is all I can offer, untangling my daughter from his head as he waves me off.

"Don't worry, she get's me all the time," Papa assures the boy, who's name is called from somewhere behind us, earning the attention of the little group we have formed. It's when turning that I see them. See him. The other 2019 rookies.

"Sebastian, didn't know you'd be attending today!"

"Wanted to see Lando, Lewis and I for our home race?" George asks cheekily, Alex shoving his shoulder into the blonde when he makes eye contact with me.

"If it isn't Baby Vettel," Alex is the one to greet, gently pulling me into a hug around Jo. "You know, Lily was wondering why you were never up to go out when we've been in the area. But now I see there is a new baby Vettel, hello sweetheart."

"She's adorable," George compliments, an awkward smile gracing his handsome face.

"She kind of looks like you Georgie," Lan jokes happily, not realizing the magnitude of what he's said, with no one understanding what's been said.

Except for George. Because he's actually a very intelligent man, and he knows how to do basic estimation and math.

And based on the look in his eyes right now, this man is feeling intelligent today.

"Could I offer you two a tour of Mercedes? I'm sure Lewis would love to see you both."

Fuck, he used the secret weapon. He knows I adore Lewis, and so does my father.

"You go on Rose, I want to go say hello to a few more people," Papa assures, swatting my presence away before wrapping his arms around Alex and Charles, leading the group of drivers away.

"So."

"So?" I can't help but respond, Josette's head tilting slightly to the side at the presence of the man in front of us.

"Um, how have you been, Love? I see you have -"

"Just ask the question I know is swirling in your mind, George, there's truly no point in beating around the bush," I can't help but interrupt, never a fan of small talk.

"So then she's mine?" He asks, knowing the answer. "I had a feeling, but given what you've just said I'd say it's pretty clear what my answer is."

"Biologically she's yours, yes," I respond, Josette giggling and throwing her arms around my neck. "I would have mentioned it, but given that it was a one nighter and you didn't answer my calls for the first two weeks, I'd say it was difficult at best."

"What calls?"

"Don't pla-"

"No I'm being genuine Rosa, I never got any calls from you. I would have dropped everything if I had known about..."

"Josette Elise," I supply, "We call her Joss, although my dad calls her Ettie."

"Josette," He mumbles, his accent making Joss giggle as her attention is drawn to him. "I love it," He continues, her little hand reaching out and holding his finger, too tuckered to fully reach out for him but wanting the connection. "And she's wonderful."

"I'd like to think so, but she is entirely too much like my father," I can't help but complain, not at all meaning it.

"I'd like to get to know her, if you'd let me? Get to know you better as well, outside of being Vettel's daughter?"

I can't help but smile. He genuinely seems like he wants to get to know her. Know us.

"What do you say, Joss? Do we want to let him get to know us?"

She just giggles, smiling a cheeky smile and babbling happily.

Looking to George, I can see the love and admiration in his eyes.

So with a soft smile, I look to the man in front of me. "Looks like you'll be getting to know us."

And he smiles back.

"Brilliant."

two years later

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[girlreviews]

Review #7: Rumours, Fleetwood Mac

I might have met a person who hasn’t listened to Rumours, but I’ve never met a person who has listened to it and was like “no thanks”. Never. If anyone hates this record get in touch, I just want to talk.

So interesting that such an incredible piece of work that holds up decade after decade, represents a band that during its creation was a damn hot mess. It’s not just a breakup record. It’s a double breakup record. Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham had called it quits, and John and Christine McVie were circling the drain, divorcing while they toured Rumours. Hoo-boy can you feel it all. Never has such an overall cheery and upbeat record been so deeply filled with resentment, anger, heartbreak, defeat and getting the fuck over it. You’re just trying to keep up with which song is a fuck you from which band member to the other. Except you can’t, because you end up just getting lost in the music.

Never mind that before all of that, the drummer had an affair with Mick Fleetwood’s wife and all hell broke loose. Line up changes and whatnot. They started as a blues band, y’know? Yet, here we are, with this gorgeous thirty nine minutes of music and a group of people that arguably should seek therapy, rehab, and probably never see each other again. If David Attenborough is a Fleetwood Mac fan — and let’s assume that he is — he would say, “life… finds a way”.

As is often the case I had actually heard covers of a few of the songs as a young’un before ever hearing the originals or ever hearing the full album. Eva Cassidy covered Songbird. It was my childhood friend’s favorite song, and makes me think of her every time I hear it. The Corrs, Irish sibling band, covered Dreams in the late 90s. Their whole thing was a little weird. Jack Dee used to have a bit about the “odd” Corr brother that wasn’t invited to be in the band, Pat Corr. It was pretty funny. That old boss of mine used to say disparaging things about Andrea Corr as if she’d ever have given him the time of day. It makes me want to punch things, even now. I realize in hindsight he used to tear down any Irish woman musician that saw more success than him (see also: Sinéad O’Connor, Delores O’Riordan). They all did see more success, and they all deserved it, with two of them leaving legendary musical legacies even after death. He never made it past a breakfast show that had two knockoff muppets as presenters. I’m not joking.

Let’s talk about Second Hand News, what a charming and odd way to open an album. Buckingham wrote this and he’s generally acknowledged to be a real piece of work (allegedly, John McVie threw a glass of vodka in his face during the making of the record), even now. He insists he “ain’t gonna miss” Nicks when she goes, and that he’s been “tossed around enough”, but it’s pretty clear he ain’t over it. Boohoo, Lindsey. Such light acoustic riffs, luscious harmonies and hefty rhythm throughout with some outro guitar solo just to really make its point.

Dreams is a Stevie Nicks led classic. Let’s talk about Stevie. She’s been my hair inspiration for most of my life. She put out solo shit that was every bit as good as this record. Her voice sounds like that of a woman who has lived a thousand lives. An old, witchy, wise, woman, living in a young, exuberant, beautiful woman’s body. Like smoke on water. She warns Buckingham of his inevitable loneliness… “when the rain washes you clean, you’ll know”. Oof. For as tough and witchy as she is, there’s a real tenderness to her. I’ve always admired her ability to show the world all of her sides, the badass and the vulnerable. Pretty recently she showed us that vulnerable side when we lost Christine McVie. Stevie let her deep grief be known to the world. Whatever had gone on with that band, that was her best friend, and they’ll never sing together again.

This really is one of those where all of the tracks are amazing, but they’re all really different. Some are like standing in an open field of sunflowers, while some are like that part on a rollercoaster where you’re climbing slowly up the incline just waiting for the chaos. The Chain, I think, has to be my favorite for that reason. What I find so interesting is that they’re all credited as writers on this one, so it was an actual team effort, it would seem. First and foremost, the four (five?!) part harmonies in this are so incredible. It’s no softy squishy Simon and Garfunkel shit. These people are pissed, in different keys. It’s POWERFUL. But each instrument also has a voice of its own, the bass line, the guitar solo, the simple drum beat that evolves into a sprint. Whoever was on the tambourine even was going really fucking hard. It takes you on a damn journey. That rollercoaster was wild, let’s go again. And again. And again.

I used to have this record on vinyl and it sadly was one that got lost along the way between the UK and the US. I’ll say, it sounds mighty fine in that format. For a while in and after college, I lived in a shitty house in East London (it’s definitely fancy now but it was a rathole when I called it home). The kitchen ceiling literally caved in once. Anyway, it was me, my then boyfriend, my best girlfriend, and four other dudes. Sometimes we had just one rotating roommate. The point being it was some chaos, not unlike Fleetwood Mac in the making of Rumours. We were all a damn mess. But we were united any time I stuck this record on my turntable, or any time I was doing the dishes and one of the singles came on my absolutely adorable digital radio that looked like a teeny tiny Marshall Amp (add to list of things I wish I still had). I think of the good times in those kinda bad times when I hear Rumours, which is sort of the point of the album, as pointed out by Stevie in 2002:

“If you took out all the bad stuff in the band, the songs wouldn’t have happened. There simply wouldn’t have been a Rumours if everything had been fabulous.”

I’ll take her at her word, anyone with bangs that effortless can really do no wrong.

#album review #music #music review #rolling stone top 500 #fleetwood mac #rumours #stevie nicks

[thisismeracing]

I have 2 thots so bear with me haha

1. U're an actress and u played in several movies even tho u're just 22, a few of them being also *cliche activated* Fast and Furious. So u get invited to the races starting from Spain and when Mick meets u he's completely starstruck and in love bc u're his celeb crush. U also get completely starstruck to the point where Lewis gets to so the talking so the conversation will restart. So while u show up every week on the paddock, he tries to talk to u and spend a lot of time with u which u enjoy to the max.

2. Idk if i saw this convo on ur blog or elsewhere, but somebody said that they think they can pull Mick and I've honestly been thinking about it ever since haha. So imagine u get paddock passes for all 3 days for ur bday or something and end up meeting everyone and Mick is just in awe when he sees u. And all the drivers can sense a connection between the 2 of u. He asks u to go grab coffee and watch the race together from a room upstairs. Everything goes great but u tell him that this lifestyle is not for u, bc u saved money for a long time to get those passes and u can't really compete with his income. But he's sweet and tells u to he doesn't care stuff like that. I mean u get the point

Keep em coming, I love it! <3 hihih

1 I can totally see a starstruck Mick and it's the most wholesome thing ever. He will blush and probably mix German and English while you guys are talking (which you will find endearing). He will also explain all the details of the sport if you ever tell him something confuses you, it's nice to hear him rant about something he is passionate about. Everyone (including you guys) will notice the tension and how you grew closer after just a couple of race weeks, but you guys won't rush, Mick is patient and so are you. And when it happens? It's all warm hugs, long stares across the room, secret giggles, and deep talks.

2 It was here hihihihi omg. I think it would start with you telling him you're a merc fan and he's like "Let me give you a garage tour them" and although you guys are just too oblivious at first, everyone can totally see how Mick is drawn to you just like you're drawn to him. A garage tour turns into watching the race together, which turns into coffee, then into exchanging numbers, and that's when you tell him that you felt a connection (he's quick to reciprocate) and you're like "But we're two worlds apart". I think he would joke about it at first like "How come? We are both from the earth, you told me so yourself you were born in your-country" and you giggle. It's nice and yet another proof that being together would be amazing. Mick would hold your face between his hands and tell you he wanted to try, that your status was not a problem for him, and that he likes you and it has only been a day "Can you imagine what we will feel after a month? Six months? A year?". Turns out six months brings the L word and another wag to the paddock. (I GOT CARRIED AWAY, SORRY DGKJDKHDFJHKJDF)

#i almost wrote a whole blurb on it lmao sorry #millies inbox #anon #ms47 #thots

[sunsetsixx]

oh my god yall. i do not even know where to begin so here’s some word vomit about my night last night 🫠

i have no voice this morning. mission accomplished

joan jett absolute QUEEN but wbk. homegirl sounded like a whole studio album

posion was SO MUCH FUN. bret is an iconic frontman & i wish i had half the energy he does

also…dick print 😵‍💫

i think i may have fallen in love with cc deville & his long, luscious hair

def leppard KICK ASS. my guy joe elliot can SINGGG

however i do wish they just cut the acoustic section altogether like ive seen other people say…a dude in the row in front of me fully fell asleep 💀

now to what everyone’s been waiting for…(probably not but ill pretend) my thoughts on MOTLEY FCKN CRUE

they were real. like real people. breathing my boston fenway park air. in front of my face. i still cannot even begin to process

i screamed & cried & danced my way through their entire set like a PSYCHO & at the end the lady next to me goes “i can tell you’re a huge crue fan…im so happy you got to experience that” AND I TEARED UP EVEN MORE

all 4 of them are so. much. fucking. hotter. in. person. holy. shit.

daddy sixx omfg. his black & red fit ft. the iconic back pocket raccoon tail had me foaming at the mouth

im not even joking you i almost collapsed when vinnie walked out in the kimono & the aviators & the SCRUFF ive said it once & ill say it again that man is STUPID HOT rn

basically they just fueled my fantasy of a vinikki menage a trois even more. moving on

THOMAS LEE BASS SHOWED HIS TITS DURING TITTYCAM

mick mars is god. that man deserved far more screen time than he got. his hair is luxurious. his hands are magical. do with that sentence what you will

I GOT TO SEE THE QUEEN HERSELF MS RUBY SIXX IN PERSON. she ran out onstage to give nikki a hug halfway through the show it was PRECIOUS 😭

important observation: vince’s pants are so much more sparkly in person

BAWLED MY EYES OUT DURING HOME SWEET HOME & i got to see vince & nikki do their lil in sync hip sway thing irl that ive gif-ed 87 times so i can die happy basically

the dirt goes SO HARD live

i spent far too much money on merch but i got the poster & i am beyond excited to get it framed <3

overall it was a 1000/10 night & i just feel so lucky & grateful i got to finally see my favorite band. literally gonna be on cloud 9 for the next 6 months

my mom told me i need a shirt that says “i went to the stadium tour & made it everybody’s problem” …i couldnt agree more 😌

#m talks #the stadium tour #the stadium tour fenway #nikki sixx #vince neil #motley crue #mick mars #tommy lee #mötley crüe #the dirt #motley crue live #poison #bret michaels #def leppard #joan jett

[sbrown82]

I don't know how to not make this sound like a hate comment or call out post because I'm not about the tone. So I'll just be straight forward. Sorry if it still does come off that way.

Guys like Mick jagger fetishise black women, using them only for sexual gratification.

They don't see BW as worth doing any more than that for. Just interchangeable hypersexual beings/toys they can fulfill a weird fantasy with. They don't show up for black rights - only doing the bare minimum, a lot of times even less.

Mick also followed the pattern of those that go on to only publicly pair with and commit to white women when they've had their fill of the "BW fantasy", want to settle down and have a "respectable" relationship.

I'm not against interracial relationships but this type of fetishisation and disregard for BW as ultimately discardable is inherently demeaning. This that kinda covert "I'm not racist because at least I love to fuck Blk ppl" racism.

Maybe you think there's something that shows different in his case? I could be dead wrong about him after all. I just think men (or behaviors) like that shouldn't be celebrated or spotlighted just because they're not overtly racist.

That's interesting! I don't believe Mick Jagger is a racist. A dickhead? Absolutely! Lol But a racist...no, not in that sense. And it’s strange because he’s a total contradiction; he’ll write a song like “Brown Sugar” or “Some Girls” where you can say this is fetishizing Black female bodies and it's offensive, but he’ll also give money to the Black Panther Party, praise the protests after MLK was shot (which was unheard of) or release a record like “Sweet Black Angel” about Angela Davis. Also, I think that Mick also pursued a lot of intimate relationships with Black women because, especially during that time, Black women didn’t really have much interest in “white” folk and rock music. They weren’t invested in someone like Mick Jagger’s star persona. Even Keith Richards said something to that effect in his autobiography:

Black women didn’t idolize these white men, they didn’t worship them like white girls did, to which they probably found attractive. Also, when the Stones first started out in the early 60s, they were strictly an R&B group and toured with a lot of Black acts like The Ronettes, Little Richard, The Vibrations, Ike & Tina Turner, etc. They had an appreciation for the art form and the idiom, and a lot of the Black musicians used to look out for them because they were different: They were British, they wore their hair long, they were outcasts like Black folks. They just had no contact with the problems that Black Americans usually had with white people. And another thing, his first love and the first girl he ever proposed to was a Black woman, actress Cleo Sylvestre. His eldest child’s mother, Marsha Hunt, wanted to keep their relationship private because she didn’t want to deal with the criticism of being in an interracial relationship with a rockstar or the pressure of being a major rockstar’s girlfriend (i.e. a few his girlfriends tried to commit suicide). I mean, he wasn’t like “hiding” her. I do joke about him dating Black women all the time, but I don’t think Mick is a bigot; he dates all kinds of girls whether, brown, black, white, whatever. It doesn't matter to him!

Also, FYI - Mick has NEVER been in a “respectable” relationship! Lol

#mick jagger #the rolling stones #black women #interracial dating

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"How's your baby boy?" She asks innocently, despite the fact that the question has me nearly choking on my water for a moment while Nikki awkwardly fumbles with his rings. 

"He's great." I answer her. 

"How old is he, now?" She asks next.

"Um, he just turned three months last week." I reply, and Gene leans back in his chair before bluntly asking:

"Does he look like the blonde kid?"

I know he's referring to Duff, my nails biting into my palms as I try to remember what I've been telling myself for the last three months. 

People are going to ask questions. Talk about it like it's not a weird situation, and it won't be a weird situation. 

"He does, actually." I nod, and he looks at Nikki.

"I bet you're thrilled about that." He tries to sound like he's joking, but I know he's not as he sarcastically throws it out to my husband, to which Nikki says, "I'm happy he's even here."

"At this point, I'm sure everyone's just grateful that he's a healthy baby." Shannon eases the tension before it even really arises.

"Exactly." Nikki agrees, glancing at Gene.

"Well, I commend you for what you're doing, truly, because it could not be me." He adds, raising his thick, black brows.

"You wouldn't be able to pull Vivian in the first place for it to be you." Nikki passive aggressively counters, his jaw clenching and unclenching despite his smile on his face as Shannon and I look at one another for a moment as if we're expecting to dodge from the table and let them duke it out – well, kind of. Gene doesn't seem like the type. 

"Haha." Gene laughs it off with the same passiveness. 

"I heard you on Howard Stern." Shannon starts next, her attention on me, and I feel the color drain from my face.

"Oh, yeah?"

"You two held it together really good – he was invasive. It would've given me the creeps if I had to be there." She says.

Shortly after I had Monroe and “Appetite for Destruction” flew off the charts and the band started blowing up big-time, Howard Stern wanted to sit down and talk with me and Duff about our unique predicament and Duff's forthcoming fame. It was just as weird as I had feared it would've been, and because of it I failed to mention even doing it to Tommy, Vince, Mick, and especially…

"Howard Stern? You were on Howard Stern?" Nikki asks as he looks at me with furrowed brows.

"This morning." I nod, licking my lips. "Duff and I went." 

"For what?"

"To talk about the stuff that's happened, and Duff talked about Guns 'N Roses, and the album, and the tour, and stuff." I try to emphasize Duff's involvement and brush over the fact that I essentially got an interview with Howard Stern just for screwing my husband's friend and getting knocked up.

My sugar-coating doesn't work, however, Nikki's eyes staying on me while I drink more water to fill the gap of silence as Shannon looks as if she's in trouble for mentioning it while Mr. Simmons leans on his elbow, hand covering his mouth, hiding a smirk while he glances between the two of us. 

I know we'll get into it on the way home tonight by the way he clears his throat, patting himself down before stating, "I forgot my wallet in the car, I'll be back in a second."

He offers a fake smile, patting my shoulder as he stands up and Shannon lets out a breath and smiles at me awkwardly. 

"I'm gonna powder my nose." It's as if she's clawing to escape the quiet that has now engulfed our table, leaving me and her boyfriend alone so she can go to the bathroom, only for him to stare at me freely now, out from under the supervision of our significant others. 

I stir my water with my straw, looking around for Nikki to come back as if he can walk at super-human speed. 

I'd rather be arguing with him in the parking lot than sitting across from the man who's slept with over 2,000 women and allegedly has kept photo albums to document each conquest, and is looking at me as if I’m the next one. 

"Is that your natural hair color?" He asks me and I look at him.

"Yep…is that yours?" I nod to his jet black hair and he slowly cracks a smile. 

"Yeah, it sure is." He states. "All the hair on my body is naturally colored, too." He adds. "And yours?"

"I don't like body hair." I say flatly, feeling I know where he's trying to go with this, his brows shooting up. 

"Woah, they didn't say anything about that in Hustler." He retorts. 

"It was Playboy." I correct him as he picks up his water glass.

"Porn is porn." He finishes off his drink, the bottom of it hitting the table as he puts it down. 

[midsummereve1993]

@youlightmeupfinn @la-undercover-latina @appetite4savage @ali-r3n

A/n so after reading a story I got the ideal and boom here it is, I definitely laughed when I started this because I had so many ideas in my head lol. Also I thought this would be funny to write and I laughed the whole time.

Warnings childbirth

We have a what

July 10 2022 5:00 am

Karly woke to a sharp pain running down her stomach and hissed at the sudden discomfort she felt, since yesterday she had be having sharp pains running down her stomach and knew her period was due any day now so she wasn't really worry. She looked Over to her husband tommy who was soundly sleeping next to her and smiled at the sight, she had be on tour with tommy since last mouth and tonight the show was in Detroit Michigan and she couldn’t he happier.

Her neice stormy lived near by and had planned to met up with her later this afternoon to spend her some time with her, she thought back to when she and tommy and the trouble it started. Her elder brother by nine years was mick mars and when she first met tommmy she was 21 and they instantly hit it off, they kept it a secret for a couple of mouths until they finally come clean and at first mick wasn't thrilled but he got used to the ideal.

She knew mick only wanted what was best for her especially since she helped him when he would get the kids when they were younger and watched them while he went out and made some money so they didn't end up on the streets. Now here they were tommy and her have be together for 41 years and she sure enjoyed every minute of it.

She hissed again at the pain and tried to get yo quietly before she felt a hand on her arm stopping her from leaving and a voiced asking if she was ok, "yes baby I'm fine just the discomfort of the pains in my stomach she said as his hands begin to rub her stomach. "Maybe I should take you to the hopsital baby just to check you out because mick will never forgive me if I allowed something to happen to you.

"Haha true but tommy there isn't anything anybody can do, "it is just my period about to begin and that Is all nothing to worry about and plus the pain is gone now so why don't we just go back to bed for a little while she said sinking down into the bed as she curled up to her husband. "Sounds he said as they dosed off.

July 10 200 12:00 pm

"Ow karly hissed at the very sharp pain she felt and a lot more sharper then this morning that she was beginning to think this was something else then her period, she had started having them at 9 this morning and kept comming. She tried to make her way to her cellphone that laid on the kitchen but a very huge pain hit her and she went down to the ground crying out as she held her stomach. She freaked when she realized they were contractions and nearly fainted because there is no way she could be pregnant.

She and tommy had tired for years to have a third child especially after having there two boys bit sadly nothing ever happen which broke her heart but maybe it was for the best and now here she was aong on the floor probably about to give birth by herself, suddenly she heard the door opened and heard her brother and neice calling her name so she did the only thing she could could and that was screamed.

Mick upon hearing his sister scream rushed unto the kitchen and saw her on the floor with her legs spread wide as she cried and he rushed over to her, "mick please make it stop make it stop she screamed as mick looked bewteen her legs and his daughter who was holding her hand. His face suddenly turned pale when he saw the top of blonde hair peeking through making him nearly faint as he placed his hands on the head to support it and make sure she didn't tear.

Mick had no ideal how he got into this situations, he delivered one of his grandchildren and his neice and her son and had decided to get his midwife license as a joke but never thought they would actually come in handy, "ok sis I need you to breathe with Me said as she watched the top of his neice or Nephew hand appear more and more making karly scream at the discomfort. "It hurts mick it hurts so bad she said crying and begging for tommy which only made mick and stormy worry more.

"I knew Karly but tommy is nearly here stormy said hoping to ease her aunt's pain but she knew nothing could ease it and her heart broke, "ok karly I need you to give me a great big push to get the hand out ok mick said as his sister curled into the contraction and pushed with all her might. "Ughhhhhhhhhh karly said panting as she fell back on the ground and scream at the sudden burning sensation in bewteen her legs.

"Karly where you at tommy yelled comming into the house frantically searching around before he heard mick voice comming from the kitchen and rushed in there to see his wife laying on the floor with his neice beside her and mick in bewteen her legs, dropping down beside his wife he looked into her eyes and saw the pain, "Drummer come here beween her legs and catch your baby mick said pulling tommg In bewteen her legs and him geting beside his sister.

"My what no way dude I think I would know if my wife was giving birth, "Drummer shut up and listen there is a head crowing and you need to place your hands on the head to help ease the baby out do she dosn’t teat mick said turning back to his sister and helping her Breath. "I.... bang he heard and saw his brother-in-law passed out on the ground forcing his daughter to go bewteen his sister legs and help deliver the baby.

"Stuipd drummer seen a lot of stuff but the slight of his wife giving birth makes him go down mick said turning back to his sister, "ok sis listen to me I need you to take a deep breath and push mick said helping his sister curl into a ball and helped her push. "Perfect mick said as he watched the baby head pop out making his sister screamed. "Please mick no more, "please no more I can't she said crying harder then mick has ever seen her.

"I know honey but listen to me, "you had be waiting on this for a long time and now your almost there you just need one more push. "I know your scared and trust me we are too but your baby is ready to meet you and you need to pushed. Karly nodded her head and curl up again to push screaming before she felt the pressure disappeared and the cry of a baby, "it's a girl stormy said placing the baby on her aunt chest and watching as the baby let out it vocals at being taken out of a warm place.

"Hi baby hi karly said crying mick helped her get into a laying position so her back was on the wall of the counter, "ow my head tommy said geting up before he felt a smack across his head making him wince. "Ow dude my head is already hurting and why did you do that. "Because you fainted when your wife needed you and making us deliver your child mick said seeing his eyes widen as he looked toward his wife.

"Tommy meet your daughter Olivia Claire karly said as Tommy come near to her, oh my gosh we never knew and now we have a little girl he said bending down to kiss his wife on the lips, "the boys are going to flip out because they have a little sister. "I know baby but oh my gosh we have no clothes or a crib or anything she said freaking out before Tommy placed a hand on her arm.

"Sweetheart it is ok let’s just get you cleaned up and checked out before we do anything else. After being taken to the hospital and both of his girls was checked out they were released with a clean bill of health and they headed back to the house where he saw his bandmates there along with the wife's.

"What are yall guys doing here, "I mean I know mick is staying here but the rest of yall, "well shortly after everything happend mick called us and told us what happen so we all went to the store and brought some stuff and got things settled in come inside and see Vince leading his then into the house and upstairs.

Opening the door they were greeted by bears on the floor and a bear rug and right in the middle of the room is a bear crib and bed sheets making her tear up, "guys yall didn't have to do this at all she said looking at all of them as each of them give her a kiss on the cheek. "Yes but we wanted to because in the past you helped all of us and all the crap we all put you through we wanted to make up for it.

"Well this definitely makes up for it she said heading into the room and placed her daughter into the crib and stood back, she was so glad that she had a family who loved her and would do anything to help her.

Later that night during thr show nikki Come up to the Mike and told everybody that tommy and his wife welcome there daughter into the world that they had no idea they were even excepting, she stood backstage with the wife's holding there daughter she hoped that this would last forever but just four mouths later her brother announced he was retiring from touring which sadden her but she knows he needed that and now he would get a chance to spend with her and his family.

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