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bowie-pills · 8 months

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Bowie as Thomas Jerome Newton, in The Man Who Fell to Earth, 1976

#david bowie #movies #black and white #70s #1976 #thomas jerome newton #the man who fell to earth

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brookbee · 6 months

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David Bowie and Rip Torn filming The Man Who Fell to Earth in 1975 photographers: Steve Schapiro; Unknown

#hopefully some of these are new to others idk. just been having fun looking for set photos #david bowie #rip torn #the man who fell to earth #thomas jerome newton #tmwfte #nicolas roeg #station to station #bowieposting #technically the 'unknown' is just credited to the studio but id prefer to credit an actual photographer yknow

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rebelrebelray · 7 months

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You're welcome.. 😈😏🔥💯👌🏻

#david bowie #bowie #hot as fuck #thin white duke #the man who fell to earth #thomas jerome newton #full nudity

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80s-bowie · 9 months

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David bowie as Thomas Jerome Newton 1976 - Icons

#david bowie #david robert jones #70s #david jones #1970s #the man who fell to earth #bowie #thomas jerome newton #icons

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spockvarietyhour · 8 months

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Fringe "Do Shapeshifters Dream of Electric Sheep?"

#Fringe #Fringe TV #Do Shapeshifters Dream of Electric Sheep?#Olivia Dunham #Fauxlivia #Thomas Jerome Newton #fringefox #fringeedit #tvedit #GIF #my gifs #Fringe Rewatch w Renae #Hide and Queue

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bublinko · 3 months

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New David Bowie stickers available

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ever-circling-skeletal-family · 4 months

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the man who fell to earth (1976)

#david bowie #the man who fell to earth #bowie #walter tevis #thomas jerome newton

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seatbythevampyre · 1 year

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hi, can you make a singer! female reader for David Bowie, during the Ziggy Stardust Era, where David needs help with his nails or makeup before a show and she helps? lots of flirting and sexual tension but you can decide to smut or not

thanks

Absolutely!! Sorry it’s taken so long, and thanks for being my first request🫶👨🏻‍🎤 let me know if you want a part 2

NSFW. TW: A LITTLE BIT OF BLOOD. (Reader bites their lip a bit too hard…)

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You sighed, looking in the mirror and nitpicking every detail of your makeup and outfit. You were opening for David Bowie at the Stone Balloon. It was your first performance in front of more than 50 people, and considering Springsteen played there the night before AND you were opening for David, you really had to not fuck this up.

You were pulled out of your thoughts when there was a knock on the door. Before you could get to it, it swung open. And there he was. David Bowie. He was completely ready to go… beautiful makeup and a very tight fitting jumpsuit. Left absolutely nothing to the imagination.

“Hi, love. I know you go on soon but can you help me paint my nails? The spiders are still getting ready.” He said in a bit of a mumbled and frantic tone. The thought of touching his pale, slender fingers sent shock waves through your body. You nodded.

“Of course, David,” You smiled and you two sat on the couch before he handed you the gold nail polish. You extended your hand to him so you could start, but he placed his hand down softly on your thigh. He smiled at the way it made you tremble. He wasn’t oblivious to the effect he had on just about everyone.

“You know, Y/N, I’m very excited to see you perform tonight.” He smiled that smile that made you melt. The contrast between the bold move he made and the shyness in his voice made you want to grab him by his waist and- “Y/N…?” He gently tapped your thigh.

“Oh, dear… I’m sorry I guess I zoned out.” Your cheeks were red, you were sure of that. “But thank you. It means a lot. Coming from someone such as yourself, you know…” You trailed off as you finally opened the nail polish, needing a distraction from all that was going on in your head. You heard him giggle as you started painting his nails, softly steadying his hand on your thigh with your own.

“Such as me?” He asked, teasing. You looked up at him for a moment and smiled before continuing what you were doing.

“Yes, silly. You’re David Bowie. God, I’m nervous to even be touching you right now.” You gasped a bit, meaning to say that last bit in your head. You bit your lip so hard that the sensitive skin pricked blood. But you didn’t care about that. Your hands shook and it became increasingly difficult to focus on painting his nails.

“Nervous from such a simple touch? My, my, sweetheart. I didn’t think you had it as bad as me.” Your jaw nearly hit the floor at his words. You looked up and met his eyes. “Don’t look so surprised. You’re beautiful.”

He glanced down at your lips for a moment before leaning in. You closed your eyes and leaned in, but you were disappointed when no contact was made. You opened your eyes and before you could tell him he was being a tease, he smirked and swiped his tongue over your bottom lip. The moan it elicited from you was embarrassing. All you could do was stare in awe at your blood smeared on his lips. The smirk on his face…he was waiting for you to do something. You’d heard stories of the kind of partner he was… all kinds of rumors about his bedroom tendencies. You let out a shaky breath you didn’t know you were holding. You had an idea of what he wanted…and you couldn’t lie and say you hadn’t imagined tying him to a bedpost and riding him until he was crying underneath you. He was perfect. Slender, pale, strange… and that waist. Oh, that waist. A smirk found its way to your lips as the lust drowned out the nervousness. You hummed and looked down, going back to painting his nails.

He whined, “Come here, babe. I don’t need the nail polish as bad as I need you.” The thought of David being so needy for you already just made you enjoy this little plan of yours even more.

“And you’ll have me, darling…in just a moment.” You finished painting the last nail and closed the bottle, setting in on the vanity of your changing room. You came back from the vanity and stood in front of where he was sitting. You hummed approvingly when he looked up at you.

“But I can’t…” he waved his hands around. “They aren’t dry yet,” he groaned and flopped over dramatically so that he was laying on his back. Perfect.

“I know,” you mumbled and moved to straddle his lap. You wasted no time in grinding yourself against him. He gawked up at you, assumingely not expecting this from you. You felt him get hard from your torturous grinding. He couldn’t touch you. You had all the control.

“Ohhh, you’re evil…” he moaned out with a little chuckle. His eyes remained steadfast on you, and a permanent rosy pink dusting his cheeks and ears. He sat up on his elbows and leaned forward in attempt to capture your lips, but you pulled back. The pathetic whimper that escaped his mouth only further stoked the fire burning in you. “Please…please…” He choked out and looked up at you, “I’ve been good, haven’t I? I need to cum I- Oh fuck.” His eyes rolled back in his head and you quickly hopped off of him.

“Aww…no, babyboy. Not yet.” You kissed his forehead and watched the aftermath of his ruined orgasm. His body was trembling as he moved his hand down to palm himself through his pants. You swatted his hand away. “No.” Then you remember what you were even doing here. Oh right I’m fucking performing. You glanced at the clock and smirked.

David sighed and leaned his head on your leg. “Be careful treating me like this. I may just become obsessed with you.” He smirked.

“Yeah? I wouldn’t mind.” You ruffled his hair and chuckled before leaning down to whisper in his ear. “Be good and keep your hands off of that pretty cock of yours until after the show and I may just fuck you as a reward.” He nodded furiously.

As you turned to walk out of the dressing room to go on stage, he grabbed your wrist and stood up clumsily. David wrapped his arms around your shoulders and pulled you into a sweet kiss. It was slow, passionate…a kiss that made you feel like the world around you didn’t exist. After he pulled away you just smiled and kissed his forehead before walking out of the dressing room.

You couldn’t deny the way he makes you feel. The way he’s always made you feel. It was scary. What if you fell for him? And how could you not after having him in such an intimate way? Little did you know, he was already madly in love with you.

#David Bowie #david bowie x reader #ziggy x reader #ziggy stardust #David Bowie fanfic #jareth x reader #the goblin king x reader #thomas jerome newton #the man who fell to earth #bowie #x reader #fanfic #classic rock

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kloug89 · 4 months

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The man who fell to earth