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skinomyteethh · 8 months

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Nikki Sixx x reader fanfic? Can be anything :)

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pairing: nikki sixx x fem! reader

summary; overcoming addiction is hard, especially when you feel like you're in an overwhelming, somewhat lonely place.

contains/warnings; substance abuse i think, nikki relapsing, slight angst?, etc.

authors note; HIIII TYSM FOR REQUESTING!!! I really hope you like this, I honestly didn't know how to end it and it may be all over the place, I haven't written in a WHILEEEEE. also theres some hidden message in the but i cant put it into words rn lolol!

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moet et chandon decorated the large, wooden cabinets of the dining room, making it look beautifully elegant and sophisticated. the variety of random desserts and pastries made her think of marie antoinette's famous but factitious phrase 'let them eat cake!'

[name] hummed, carefully fixing the flowers in the vases which sat in the middle of the long dining table. it was unlike any other gathering or party Nikki and [name] had ever hosted or gone to. it was unlike the usual rock 'n' roll scene filled with endless booze and random naked women.

as the people began to arrive, the atmosphere was extraordinarily nice. people well versed in etiquette filled the room, cigar smoke lingered throughout the air. nikki shifted uncomfortably in his seat, looking around, somewhat nervous. it was unusual of him to be so quiet, so reserved. a small smile spread across his face upon seeing his wife 'in her element'

yet, nikki felt as if he didn't belong there, it was too calm, too relaxed for his liking and what he was use to.

just before the dessert was served he excused himself, walking towards the stairs of his rather luxurious house. nikki entered the master bedroom, opening the multiple dresser drawers frantically searching, for something that would take these feelings away, heroin.

he grasped the medical grade needle, leaning against the bed, ripping the cap of the needle off. nikki opened the bottom drawer of the bedside table, grabbing a somewhat long piece of rope, tying it around his upper arm. nikki took a deep breath, sighing in ecstasy as the needle and the continents of the needle flowed into his veins.

nikki laid his head down against the mattress, closing his eyes. [name] felt somewhat confused, nikki had been gone for far too long. she pranced upstairs, pulling the hem of her dress up as to not step on it. sounds of vomiting could be heard from inside the master bedroom, she knew exactly what that meant, exactly what nikki had been doing.

she quietly entered the bedroom, leaning over and glancing into the connected bathroom. nikki's head hung over the toilet bowl as he once again began vomiting, it was the aftermath of the heroin. [name] glanced down at the ground, picking up the discarded needle, throwing it into the trash can by the vanity.

the loud and unexpected sound of the needle clashing against the metal trash can scared nikki, he haphazardly stood up, his expression filled with worry as he spotted her sitting on the surprisingly neat bed. nikki had broken his promise.

on the day of their wedding he promised he would quit and even go to rehabilitation, but now he had broken his promise and it seemed to have shattered her heart. nikki cautiously inched closer to her, attempting to somehow be able to explain the situation.

"[name] I...." he was caught off by her abrupt movement as she tilted her head up to look at him, though the look om her face did not radiate anger nor frustration, it radiated disappointment but she also seemed somewhat understanding. "why nikki..?" she questioned, her tone was soft and once again the disappointment was evident.

he looked down at the carpet before looking back up at her, sighing before he parted his lips, beginning to speak. "I felt overwhelmed, I didn't know what to do. I felt like I didn't belong there.."

a calm and sophisticated scenery was not what he was use to, it made him feel like an outsider, a weirdo.

nikki glanced back down at the carpet, he excepted her to lash out at him, scream at him for slipping up, but she didn't, instead he felt her arm wrap around him securely and lovingly, he laid his head down on her shoulder, sighing.

[name] seemed to somewhat understand him, her hand gently caressed his upper arm before she freed him from her grasp, speaking once again. "I know quitting isn't easy, and as you begin sometimes you'll slip up unintentionally." she glanced over at the doorway, sighing deeply before placing a soft, quick kiss on his lips.

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nyxnygma · 2 years

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Can you do a angst where mick and reader gets into a fight so reader storms off and ends up geting into a car wreck where mick is told she may not lived but she makes it through the night and when she walks mick swears he will give up drinking.

Wrecked || Mick Mars

[Mick Mars x Fem!Reader]

Summary: Mick has been started to drift away from you and you try to confront him but that leads to an argument where you storm off

Warnings: injuries, alcoholism, car accident, arguing, surgery, hospital

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Sitting on the sofa, you waited for your husband to return home. He promised he would be back by midnight but it was currently 04:30. You were growing worried, he had started coming back later than he said recently but only by an hour or two, that something bad had happened.

You were about to drop asleep when the door opened and Mick stumbled in. “Where have you been?” You ask as soon as he closed the door.

“Shit, Y/N,” he huffed as he went to sit next to you in the couch, “I thought you would be asleep.”

“Mick!” You shout, standing up. “you said you would be back by 12. It’s four fucking forty-five!”

“Hey. No need to shout,” he slurs as he tries to pull you back to sofa but you shrug him off, “I just went out with the boys after the recording and didn’t realise the time.”

“Why didn’t you call? I was worried sick!” You put a hand to your head in disbelief.

“I don’t need to tell you my every location,” Mick shrugs as he takes the glass of wine you were sipping on and drinks the whole thing. “You’re not my mother.”

“No I’m not. I’m you wife, remember?” You laugh in shock, “you’re a drunk. I thought I could handle this but you have gotten so much worse. Your leaving the house earlier and coming home later! I never see you. I miss you.”

“Don’t be so dramatic, Y/N,” he rolls his eyes, “you know who you married.”

“Yes I do know who I married and that man is not you!” You sigh.

“What the fuck do you even mean by that? You’ve been watching too many romcoms,” he breathes, he was starting to get annoyed. You glare at him before storming off upstairs. “Where are you going?!”

He follows you upstairs where he finds you putting clothes into a leather bag. “What are you doing?” He inquired as he grabs a bottle half filled with vodka from the upon the dresser.

“I’m packing my bag,” you nonchalantly say as you rush around the room.

“Why?” He furrows his eyebrows.

“Because I’m going to Heather’s and Tommy’s,” you say as you leave the room, the guitarist following behind.

“Why the hell are you going to theirs?” He huffs.

“Why?!” You laugh at him, grabbing the keys off the side table, “hmm let me see. Because my husband comes home nearly five hours late without warning or a hint of what you were doing, shit, for all I knew you were off galavanting with some blonde groupie! Or maybe because you prefer a bottle of vodka than your wife. Maybe it’s even because your drifting away and hardly talk to me anymore!”

The man looked at you in shock., “Honey, I-”

Before he could finished his sentence, you scoffed and left the through the front door, slamming it shut. You walked through the front garden to the car in the driveway.

You didn’t realise how dark it was and how fire you were until you were on the road. You couldn’t see a damn thing and the street light were not working. It was only last second when you saw the head lights in front of you.

Mick was sat on the sofa where he found you on, in shock, for a good forty-five minutes. He decided to call Tommy’s house and attempt to talk to you and apologises. “Hey man! What you doing calling at six in the morning? Shouldn’t you be all snuggly with wifey?”

“What? She said she would be going to yours,” he froze.

“Why would Y/N be at my house?” Tommy chuckles.

“We had an argument and she said she was going to be!” He explained, “fuck. I shouldn’t have let her drive in the dark.”

He slammed the phone down and tried to think if there is anywhere else you could be. The phone ringing interrupted his thinking. He picked up the phone as, “Y/N?!”

“Sorry no,” the woman apologised before explaining the car crash, “we had to rush her into surgery, you’re her emergency contact.” Mick waisted no time in rushing out the door and into his car as he sped to the hospital.

“Y/N Mars. I’m looking for Y/N Mars,” he told the woman at the front desk of the ER. The woman nods and notions a nurse to lead Mick to a waiting room and tells him to wait there.

Twenty minutes had passed and he still hadn’t been told anything. For all he knew he was waiting for someone to tell him that you didn’t make it. He has never been so panicked in his life.

“Mr Mars?” A masculine voice asked, bringing him out of his thoughts.

“Yes.” He nods.

“Ms Mars is currently in surgery with the best surgeon in LA,” the doctor informs. He then goes on to explain what your state was and what injuries you had.

“Will she make it?” Mick interrupts his information to question.

The doctor looks down, “I’m afraid we cannot give an answer to that question at this moment. Ms Mars came into this ER in a very bad state. She was impaled through her abdomen, yes it didn’t go through any of her vital organs; however when the paramedics got to her she had lost a lot of blood.

The doctor left Mick sat in shock. The thought of the last thing that happened between the two of you was an argument. He thought about what you said even more and realised you were right. He has been growing away from you and he didn’t have a good reason for it. He thought about how you believed he might even been having an affair. You were right. He was a drunk and always had a bottle of vodka in his hand.

He came to the conclusion that he would cut back on his drinking habits until he stops completely. He vowed that he will tell you how much he loves you every single day, that is if you wake up.

He had no idea how much time had past when a nurse walked up to him, “Ms Mars is out of surgery and is in room 201. She is going to be fine.”

Mick wasted no time to walk as far as he could to your room. You we led unconscious on the hospital with wires and tubes all around you. He sat on the chair beside the bed and admired you. There was large cute on your forehead, legs and arms with bruises littered all over your body. “Y/N, I’m so sorry,” he sighed, “this is all my fault.”

“Mick?” Your eyes slowly opened, “what happened? Where am I?”

“When you left you got into a car accident,” he explained, strand of hair behind your ear, “you were I surgery and, shit, I nearly lost you. I’m so so sorry Y/N.”

“Mick-”

“I shouldn’t have been such a dick of a husband to!” He interrupts you.

“It’s-”

“I promise I’ll be quitting drinking for you and I’ll come home when I said I would, maybe even earlier!”

“Darling-”

“You weren’t being over dramatic, you were being totally reasonable. I’ve not been treating you right because I’ve been drinking more. And just so you know I would never EVER choose another woman over you, Y/N. I love you so so much and if you didn’t make it out that surgery room I would never have forgave myself for everything I put you through and how I let you leave the house and drive when it was that dark.”

“Honey-”

“It’s all my fault-”

“Mick!” You shout, leaving him silent and shocked in his seat, “its not your fault I crashed the car. I shouldn’t have stormed out the house at 5 am. I shouldn’t have ran away from the argument, it was childish of me, I should’ve talked you about it.”

“Y/N, you weren’t being childish. You had every right to do what you did,” he smiled sadly.

“You really mean all them promises?” You ask.

“Of course,” he nodded as he leans down to kiss your head but you pull him down to kiss your lips. “I love you so much, Mrs Mars.”

“I love you too, Mr Mars.”

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madiisixx · 8 months

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Someone give me the motivation to start these drafts I wanted to start but never started..

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buckysimp101 · 2 years

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Just Friends- Part 2

Summary: After being best friends for years, you and Nikki Sixx embark on a friends with benefit’s journey. Will you both be able to handle all that it entails, will your friendship survive?

Nikki Sixx x Reader

warnings: ANGST, sexual content MINORS DNI, drug and alcohol usage, language, and more angst tbh.

a/n: To quote The Doctor from Doctor Who: i’m sorry. i am so sorry. This is gonna hurt. I’m not okay.

Part 1 | Part 3

August, 1986

“Oh fuck, Nikki right there, yesssssssss,” you practically hissed with pleasure causing Nikki to chuckle and response “you like that, princess?”

“Nikki, fuck, harder, please,” your moaning causing Nikki’s pants to grow tight. He was about to respond when a loud knock sounded throughout the room, the noise followed by Tommy’s voice.

“Alright you two horny fucking idiots, hurry it up! That bassist has to be on stage, preferably without a raging boner but who knows he might be into that, in five minutes!” the drummer yelled, his statement causing you and Nikki to burst out in laughter, the sound obviously confusing Tommy.

“What the fuck are you two laughing about, how the fuck are you laughing when I swear you were just having your guts rearranged,” Tommy yelled, an incredulous tone in his voice.

The two of you heard Vince in the hallway announce, “nah T-bone, they weren’t fucking. You’d know if they were, especially if you have the shit luck of being in the hotel room next to them.”

Vince was right. You two weren’t fucking, Nikki was giving you a massage before the show started. Tommy swung the door open to see if the singer was right, and the only peep show he got was one where you and Nikki were doubled over in laughter, fully clothed. “You need something, Tommy?” Nikki managed to ask in between gaps of laughter. Tommy just rolled his eyes and went to shut the door, poking his head back in the room to say, “just hurry the fuck up, bassist. Be glad I didn’t catch you with your pants around your ankles again,” referring to the last time Tommy had decided not to knock on Nikki’s dressing room door and revealed you on your knees giving Nikki the blowjob of his life. That was almost a year ago. Tommy has knocked on the door ever since.

Your friends with benefits situation with Nikki had been going on for almost a year now. He’d introduced you to a whole new world. Sure you had fooled around with some guys before, you weren’t completely innocent. But sex with Nikki Sixx? You were fairly certain there was nothing else like it in the world. The first time you had sex, Nikki was soft and sweet. He knew it was your first time and it he wanted to make it as special as he could. He’d bought champagne and chocolate to seduce you, at least that’s what he had said. By the end of the night you’d lost track of the number of times the man had made you cum and the chocolates and champagne...they just made a mess.

But here you two are, a whole year later. The official end of the Theater of Pain tour was tonight at The Roxy and boy did you have a surprise planned for Nikki back at his place after the show. You planned to stay up all night, sleep in the next day and do it all again.

Nikki got off the couch, pressing a quick kiss to your lips before walking over to the mirror to apply the eyeblack beneath his eyes. You couldn’t help but stare. There’s no way that Nikki had a clue just how much he meant to you. You considered yourself lucky that your little situation hadn’t hurt your friendship, but you feared the day it would all change.

“Alright, princess. How does daddy look?” he asked, turning around and wiggling his eyebrows at you, causing you to roll your eyes in return.

“Like a dream, Sixx. Like a fuckin dream. Now go, get on stage. I’ve got plans for tonight,” you responded, wiggling your brows in response this time, ultimately making Nikki laugh.

“Oh my sexy little goddess I cannot wait to see what you’ve got planned. Now. Time for you to join Heather,” he punctuated the latter half of his statement with a quick slap on your ass. Half the time your moments with Nikki felt as if they toed the line of friends and something more. But you’d never bring that up to him. You swatted his hand away as he tried to play a game of grab ass as you joined Heather in the hall, her face brightening at your presence.

“Y/N! Come on, let’s go join the fans! I want to see the show out there this time,” she practically squealed as she led you out of the backstage area to the back of the Roxy.

You and Heather spent the show dancing with each other, and occasionally other fans who joined in, and singing the words to all the songs. You always loved when Heather could make it to the shows, ever since her and Tommy had gotten married the two of you had grown a lot closer. Vince sang the last word and the boys played their last notes and applause and cheers overtook the Roxy, you and Heather cheering the loudest. As the lights came up you and Heather started to make your way backstage but were quickly overwhelmed by fans of Heather, once they realized she was there. Not wanting to leave Heather to fend for herself, you waited, propped against the wall as your friend signed autographs with what felt like half of Los Angeles.

“You didn’t have to wait, Y/N. You could’ve headed back to Nikki, I know you wanted to,” Heather teased, looping her arm through mine as we finally got to head backstage. The show had been over for almost half an hour. The two of you split once finally backstage, Heather heading to Tommy’s dressing room and you heading to Nikki’s.

Upon reaching Nikki’s door you suddenly had a twisting feeling in your stomach. You reached out, your hand hesitating at the doorknob, when all of a sudden you heard a feminine voice yell out, “oh yes, Nikki! Right there! I’m gonna cum, fuck, daddy please let me cum!” followed by Nikki saying, “cum, honey. Cum for daddy.” Both their sounds reaching a level that, in any other case, would surely get security called. You backed away slowly, moving your hand away from the door, hot tears welling in your eyes but you couldn’t be sure if it was from sadness or anger. If you had been paying attention you would have noticed Mick looking at you from down the hall, a look of pity in his eyes. You turned away from the door, wiping your eyes in the process only to bump into Vince.

“Woah there, princess. What’s got you in such a rush,” he managed to slur out, the effects of his most recent bump already messing with his speech. You went to wave him away when your arm was caught by Mick. His light eyes met yours and he promptly turned to Vince, “you didn’t hear? She’s going out with us tonight, blondie. Let’s go!” the guitarist yelled, pulling you down the hall and out the door towards a night you’re glad to forget.

The next morning you woke up in some guys’ hotel room. His name may have been Chad, or Max, or some other basic ass name. It was still early so you gathered your clothes off the floor and put them back on as quietly as possible so as to not wake whatshisname, prepared to do the walk of shame back to your apartment. You counted your blessings that this last show was in Los Angeles, but not before realizing that you were not as close to your apartment as you thought. Cursing your decisions that were brought on by alcohol and a little cocaine, you started walking in the direction of the Roxy, hoping to use their phone to try and call Vince or Mick to take you back. You didn’t even want to try and contact Nikki after that night. It was just sex. That’s all this was. You’re friends. That’s it.

For some reason whatever spiritual entity that exists up there had it out for you because no sooner had you gotten within fifty feet of the Roxy Nikki fucking Sixx himself pulled up, a look of anger etched onto his face, but his eyes told you everything. He was angry but he was high. Higher than a goddamn kite on a drug that would kill him before heal him and probably had been since after the show last night. Nikki pulled the car to a stop in front of you, effectively cutting you off.

“WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU!?” he yelled, causing you to wince at the volume adding onto your headache.

“I went out with Mick and Vince,” you answered nonchalantly, attempting to sidestep his car and walk around. You knew you didn’t like being around Nikki when he was high on heroin, hell even you had calmed down on the cocaine in the last year, not liking the way it made your head and body feel after one too many nights of abuse.

Nikki apparently didn’t like that answer and moved the car again to try and cut you off. “Why didn’t you come home? You went to the audience during the show and then I didn’t see you again. I wake up this morning and you’re not anywhere to be found at my place and I had to find out from fucking blondie of all people that you went home with some rando after hanging out at The Rainbow all night? Since when the fuck do you do that?” Nikki questioned, his voice raising with every sentence.

You rolled your eyes at his hysterics, answering him with the following statement, “since we’re not together, Sixx, remember? Since you decided to fuck groupie A or B all while knowing I had plans for us last night. So excuse me if I don’t want to fucking be around you right now but you’re not about to leave me sexually frustrated with no outlet. That’s not what this is.”

You pushed past the car and made your way to the front door of the Roxy. You could hear Nikki’s car tires squealing to a stop behind you which only seemed to make you walk faster. As you reached your hand out to the door of the theater, a strong hand caught your arm pulling you to a halt. You were turned around to face Nikki, an unreadable look on his face. You turned your head down at the ground, attempting to avoid his eyes. Knowing that the second you looked into them you’d cave. Nikki knew your avoidance tactics all too well and lifted your chin with his thumb and forefinger, moving a piece of hair out of your face in the process.

“Oh princess, come on. I feel real bad you had to hear that. Come on, forgive the Sixxter. I’ll make it up to you. I promise,” Nikki spoke softly, adding a pout for good measure at the end.

You took a moment to think his proposition through. You both knew that neither of you had a leg to stand on. This was strictly a platonic friends who fuck sometimes, situation. You’d both get over it soon, hopefully. Finally you responded with, “you’ll do that thing with your tongue I like?” a sly smirk appearing on your face, a near identical one matching on Nikki’s.

He did. Multiple times.

Early 1987- Recording of Girls, Girls, Girls

“Hey Tommy, check that out man!”

“What Vince, where!?”

The boys were recording the title song off their newest album “Girls, Girls, Girls” in the studio when Tommy and Vince decided to have some fun. You were waiting on the other side of the glass, wearing short leather shorts and a tank top cut so low on the sides they could see the black lacy bra underneath. During their break they talked amongst each other and decided that they wanted to fill in some of the music section towards the end of the song with a catcall. You happened to be the perfect, and closest, victim.

“Right there, man!”

“Hey!” Tommy followed his exclamation up with a wolf whistle.

“Hey baby you wanna go somewhere?” Vince shouted.

Both boys were making eyes at you, wiggling their eyebrows and Vince even made a v with his fingers and put it in front of his mouth, moving his tongue lewdly causing you to laugh and roll your eyes. Meanwhile, Nikki didn’t find any of their antics amusing. You were his and he couldn’t wait for the fucking song to be over. When the last chords were played and they received a thumbs up from the sound guy Nikki was out the door, practically yanking you out of the seat and over his shoulder.

“Hey! Sixx! Where you going?” Vince yelled, running to the door while Mick and Tommy just laughed in the background.

“Home!” Nikki responded, giving your ass a slap as the two of you made your way to his car. The whole car ride back to Nikki’s place he could barely keep his hands to himself. He wanted nothing more than to touch you, make you make those little noises he liked so much. When he pulled up at his house and turned the car off he was pulling the door open and heaving you back over his shoulder yet again, completely ignoring your squeals.

The second the door to his house shut behind him, Nikki had you pushed up against it. One hand reaching up to tangle in your hair while the other held you up against the door by your throat. You gasped at the sensation but that quickly turned into a moan as Nikki covered your lips with his in a rough kiss. You kissed back as hard as you could, attempting to gain some form of control over the situation but Nikki was having none of that. He moved briefly to pull your shorts and underwear down to your ankles, which you promptly kicked off, and returned to kissing you. With one hand tangled in your hair, Nikki moved the other that had previously been around your throat in between your legs where you needed him most. He didn’t give you enough time to mentally prepare before he was rubbing his fingers up and down your slit, adding enough pressure to tease what was to come. After rubbing your clit and simultaneously teasing your entrance, Nikki was happy with how wet you were and inserted two fingers, using his thumb to continue the figure eights around your clit. You were coming undone within minutes. Nikki reached into the drawer of the cabinet near his entryway and grabbed a condom, you had made him start keeping them everywhere since the start of your situation. Neither of you wanting a kid yet, or an STD.

You tried to reach down to his pants to help him out but Nikki swatted your hand away. “Not today, goddess. I’m going to fuck you,” he stated, moving his hands to push his pants down his thighs and remove his cock. He moved his hands to your ass, tapping lightly for you to jump. When your legs were wrapped around his waist you released a gasp as Nikki simultaneously groaned, sinking into your wet heat.

“You’re so tight, princess. So tight for daddy, hmm?” he asked, slowly pushing in and out of you. You wanted to answer, really you did. But the way he was moving you’d be lucky if you could get out a coherent sentence. But Nikki wanted an answer, and he was going to get an answer, one way or another. He used one arm to brace the two of you against the door and began to pick up the pace, pounding into you harder. His other hand slipping to your clit, pulling a pornographic moan out of you. “Say it, say you’re mine. Who owns you, princess?”

“You do!” you screamed, almost cumming at the rasp in his voice. Nikki continued fucking you at a ridiculous pace, his fingers moving faster around your clit.

“Say it, princess. Tell me. Tell me who owns this pussy, YN?” Nikki growled, feeling your walls flutter around him, seeing your eyes flutter closed in ecstasy.

“Fuck, you do daddy!” you screamed, not being able to take it anymore, Nikki’s lips pulling up into a cocky smirk.

“That’s right princess. You��re mine. Now cum, baby,” he growled in your ear before kissing you with what had to have been the passion of a thousand suns. You came on command. Your vision blurred with white spots as your walls clenched around him, ultimately triggering Nikki’s orgasm as he spilled into the condom.

This wasn’t normal. This wasn’t what friends with benefits were supposed to be. You knew that. Nikki knew that. So why the hell did it feel a lot more like the two of you had caught feelings than ever before...

July 1987- Girls, Girls, Girls Tour in Nashville, TN

Two years. It’s been almost two years since you and Nikki started this whole thing right here in Nashville on the Theater of Pain tour. You should’ve known it was a bad idea, getting into a friends with benefits with your best friend and known fuckboy Nikki Sixx. But you ignored all the warning signs. You ignored the pangs you’d feel deep in your heart when he’d sleep with one of the groupies after the shows instead of you. You’d ignore the hurt in your soul you’d feel when you would sleep with some random guy to forget about it. You’d ignored too much now. Ever since Girls, Girls, Girls had dropped and the band had been preparing for tour, you and Nikki had been fighting more. Fighting like a married couple, Tommy had said. That had just pissed Nikki off. Nikki was horribly jealous, going so far as to cockblock you whenever you went out, when he was cognizant of what was going on that is. The sexual frustration was beginning to piss you off. Because Nikki wasn’t doing anything about it. He was sleeping with whoever he wanted to sleep with, but heaven forbid if you wanted to sleep with someone that wasn’t him.

But you weren’t just fighting over who was sleeping with whom, or who WASN’T sleeping with whom. No. Nikki’s heroin addiction had reared its ugly head too many times. Over the last two years you had decided to cut out cocaine completely, leaving alcohol, sex, and the occasional joint as your vices. Nikki had started with dipping his toe in heroin, but now he was head first in the pool on the spoon every day. That’s how you ended up here, the fucking bar where all this started nearly two years ago. You’d pulled Nikki away from some redhead with huge tits after getting a clear look at his face. The man was gacked out of his mind. It was time for this to stop.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, YN! COULDN’T YOU SEE THAT I WAS ABOUT TO GET SOME FUCKING PUSSY? WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT?” Nikki practically screamed, causing angry tears to well up in your eyes.

“What am I doing? Nikki WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?” you responded, throwing his words back at him, “you are gacked out of your FUCKING MIND! You have to fucking stop it with the heroin, Sixx or you’re going to end up dead in your fucking mansion with nobody there to revive you! I don’t want that to happen to you, Nikki,” you added the last bit softly, trying not to garner too much attention.

Nikki scoffed at your concern and rolled his eyes, yanking his arm out of your hold. “Why do you fucking care, YN? You’re sure as fuck not my girlfriend. Hell, the way we fight now, I’m not so sure you’re even my friend anymore. We’re just two people who occasionally fuck.” he spat at you, causing your eyes to widen at his tone. You knew it was mostly the heroin talking but it didn’t hurt any less.

You stood there, mouth agape, unsure of what you would even say. Nikki huffed out a laugh and finished with, “So you can either back the fuck off and let me get back to Natasha over there, or you can get the fuck out of my life. Your fucking choice, princess.”

You were fuming. You were pissed. You knew this situation/relationship/friendship was either going to crash and burn in the future or right now. You couldn’t take it anymore, so you squared your shoulders and looked Nikki in the eye. “Fuck you, Nikki Sixx. Don’t come crying to me when you realize all the mistakes you’ve made have come back to bite you in the ass. Fuck your little heroin addled brain. I just hope for your sake, you don’t wind up dead. Goodbye, Nikki.” you hissed and turned around to head out the door. Nikki didn’t move to follow. Instead, he turned around to go back to Natasha. Mick, Tommy and Vince watched the whole thing go down and chased after you instead.

“YN! Where are you going?!” Vince.

“The bassist is an idiot! Don’t take that out on the rest of us!” Tommy.

“Guys, she’s gotta make the decision that’s best for her. And right now, that’s not us. We’ll see her again one day.” Mick.

You were crying hard at this point but you knew Mick was right. You needed to leave. You needed to leave Nikki Sixx. You needed to leave Mötley Crüe. You needed to make a life for yourself. Maybe one day, you’d be able to see them all again. But now, you needed time.

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the third and final part will be coming soon!

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arrow487356 · 1 year

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Hybrid Motley Crue accidentally injures you.

Cw: angst, Trauma, injuries.

Tommy Lee

He was in a very hyper mood today and well he was running around and making some mess. While your in the kitchen you were making some food, he comes in basically bouncing like he’s on a trampoline. He looks at you smiling widely. “Let’s play!” He’s says loudly. It makes you look up from the cookbook. You shake you head. “Tommy no, not right now. I’m making us lunch.” He frowns and comes over.

He didn’t want to take no as an answer right now so he picks you up and carries you out of the kitchen. You try to get out of his hold and he drops you down. “Come on Y/N let’s play chase.” He says his dog tail was wagging wildly. You stare up at him and you try to walk away shaking your head hoping he Will understand but he didn’t so he pulls you back quickly. “Play!” He says a bit louder. “Tommy not right now.” He starts to get angry and his claws dig into your arm on accident. “Play!!” He says louder. You weren’t taking any of this so you just pull your arm out his his hold. “No tommy.” You said and you walk away.

He growls slightly and he pulls you back with a bit too much strength and he loses his grip and ends up with you hitting your back against the wall hard and the fear that comes into his eyes showed how scared he was. He quickly goes over to you. “Y/n, I’m so so sorry!” He says in a panic voice, his hands are shaking. You were just in shock at what happened as pain runs though your back. You don’t even noticed the blood running down from your arm were his claws dug into your arm. He sees the blood and tears form into his eyes, and his ears press against his head and his tail drops. He backs away. “I-I’m so sorry.” He says quickly and before you even come back to reality he was already hiding.

Nikki

He was in one of his moods, he was shut away and was easily angered. You were surprising him with a nice present of a little movie night. He was in your shared room on your shared bed, as you were in the living room making a little blanket fort and lined up a movie list of his favorite movies with a couple of yours sprinkled in there. You hear a loud growl up in your bedroom and you carefully set down the movie that was in your hands. You stand up and you walk up the stairs quietly and go over to the bedroom door and knock on it. “Nikki, are you alright?” Your voice was gentle, being very careful. What it was met with was a growl.

You sigh under your breath as you carefully open the door. “Nikki?” You carefully come in, before anything went to shit you see how wild he looked, his eyes are a bright yellow and his hair is a mess. before you can shut the door a lamp was thrown at the wall near you scaring you, some of the lamp cuts into your skin. The scream or fear that left you due to the lamp hitting the wall break his anger trance and he realized what happened. “Y/n…” his voice was rough from the growling before. He stares at you in fear as he sees the cuts from all the lamp pieces. He has multiple thoughts running though his head and he goes over to you but you flinch away from him, and the panic and sadness that runs though him makes him whimper, and he backs away.

Vince

He was in a mischievous mood and well he has scared you many times and it ended well so he hides behind a door silent. While he was hidden you were coming back to the living room to your at home office. You weren’t expecting anything so when you enter your office and Vince jumps out scaring you, you end up jumping back hitting your head slightly but mainly your back hard at the door frame. The groan of pain the leaves you as you fall to the ground on your knees.

Vince panics and runs over to you. “Y/n I’m so so sorry.” He says and he cradles your head. His hand was gentle with you. He then helps you up. “Y/n please forgive me.” He says in a gentle voice.

Mick

He was having a issue with figuring out what was a threat or not which he warned you about and he told you want to do, if you need to help him calm down, and it was one of those rare times. He was having a breakdown the living room. You were in the kitchen, when you hear a loud crash. You go out of the kitchen and you see him hyperventilating and a picture frame of him and me together broken on the ground.

You let out a shaky breath as you remember what to do, you take a few steps and softly say. “Mick, you’re safe.” His head snaps up and stares at you. His cat eyes narrow at you seeing you as a danger. “Mick, I’m not a threat. Remember it’s me Y/N.” But he gets up slowly and his claws were out. You try to remember what else to do, but his street cat instincts were too fast and his claws scratch you face and shoulder. You falter back as he backs away with a hiss escaping him and he runs into another room. You hold your face. You had to ignore the scratches since he’s your number one priority right now.

Pt 2 tomorrow

#motley crue #nikki sixx #tommy lee #mick mars #vince neil #angst #injuries #hybrid #trauma #scratching #throwing

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bloozers · 3 months

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About me !!!

Requests are open <3

Hi! I’m blaze , I’m 22 and I’m from New Zealand! 🇳🇿 I enjoy music I play instruments such as: electric guitar , bass guitar , and a bit of piano? I also skateboard and I do art. I’m autistic and I’m bisexual my pronouns are she/her ❤️ my top 5 bands atm are: Metallica , Mötley Crüe , GNR , Megadeth and Type O Negative.

People I’ll write for:

Kirk Hammett

James Hetfield

Dave Mustaine

Lars Ulrich

Nikki Sixx

Vince Neil

Tommy Lee

Slash

Axl Rose

Duff Mckagen

Steven “popcorn” Adler

Sebastian “baz” bach

Peter Steele

Things I WONT write for!

People who have passed

Non con shit

Anything rlly out the gate like chains,bondage,whips no thx

Death/loss of a loved one

Member x member

MDNI PLZ 😭🙏

#smut #fluff #angst #rockstars #fanfic #james hetfield smut #kirk hammett smut #slash smut #steven adler smut #dave mustaine smut #nikki sixx smut #vince neil smut #tommy lee smut #axl rose smut #duff mckagan smut #lars ulrich smut #sebastian bach smut #Peter Steele smut

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imagininghim · 11 months

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hi! could i request a Tommy Lee doc based on the song Runaway Train by Soul Asylum in which the reader is 19 and is the runaway?

Runaway

Trigger warning - Domestic abuse, depression, self harm, and drug use.

Please read at your own risk.

Like, comment, reblog!

"Call you up in the middle of the night Like a firefly without a light You were there like a slow torch burning I was a key that could use a little turning

So tired that I couldn't even sleep So many secrets I couldn't keep Promised myself I wouldn't weep One more promise I couldn't keep"

With shaky hands I held onto the payphone, contemplating on calling him, he had told me before to call anytime I needed him and at a quarter to one in the morning it felt just as good of a time as any.

I let out a sigh as I picked up the receiver and dialled out his number. The phone began to ring as panic fluctuated throughout my body.

"Hello?" A tired and slightly annoyed voice answered.

"Tommy? Is that you?" I heard shuffling before he responded.

"(Y/N)? What's up? It's almost one in the morning, are you okay?" Tommy said as panic laced his voice.

"Uh-y-yeah" I began, stuttering a little. "I was wondering if you could come pick me up?" I could hear the shuffling of his bed sheets before he spoke again.

"I can, what's going on?" Tommy question, looking for his keys. I fought back the urge to cry as I spoke up.

"Please, just come get me." A tear slipped down my cheek.

"Alright, I'm on the way. Where are you?" Tommy said opening his car door before taking off down the road.

“I’m on the corner of sunset and boulevard, please just hurry.” More tears slipped as I tightened the strap of my backpack on my shoulder.

“I’m coming, I promise; I’ll be there in five minutes.” Hanging up the phone, I let out a shaky breath. I moved to the edge of the sidewalk and took a seat, the clouds above began to rumble and open up above me.

It seems no one can help me now I'm in too deep There's no way out This time I have really lead myself astray Runaway train never going back Wrong way on a one-way track Seems like I should be getting somewhere Somehow I'm neither here nor there

I waited in the pouring rain for Tommy's headlights to appear. Eventually, he drove up to me.

"(Y/N), holy fuck! Get in, you're soaking wet." He said leaning across to open the door. I slid into the passenger seat and closed the door behind me. "What are you doing out here? What's wrong? What Happened?" He immediately started bombarding you with questions.

"Please, can we just go. I'll answer all your questions but please just drive." I begged, holding back tears. Tommy gave me one more worried look before turning and shifting the car into gear and taking off down the road.

As we drove, I could feel Tommy's eyes on me, I shivered under the weight of his eyes and the cold from the rain. We stayed quiet the whole ride, with only the sound of the radio on low volume filling the empty space. We eventually we pulled up outside his house and he got out and ran to my side to open the door before shuffling me in side.

I wrapped my arms around myself as we made our way to the door and inside. Making my way inside, I looked up to see how big and beautiful his house was, a glass chandelier hung from the ceiling while two staircases wrapped around to meet in the middle of a balcony.

"Let's go upstairs and get you something dry to wear." Tommy said, making his way up the stairs as I continued to stand in front of the door. "(Y/N), you coming?" I nodded, sliding off my shoes and making my up the stairs and into his room.

Can you help me remember how to smile? Make it somehow all seem worthwhile How on earth did I get so jaded? Life's mysteries seem so faded

I can go where no one else can go I know what no one else knows Here I am, just drowning in the rain With a ticket for a runaway train

And everything seems cut and dry Day and night Earth and sky Somehow I just don't believe it

I stood in the doorway of his room, looking around while Tommy went rummaging through his closet for something I could wear.

"I think this could work," He said returning with an oversized hoodie and a pair of shorts. "I know it may be a little big on you but you can wear it while I put your clothes in the dryer." I nodded, taking the clothes and thanking him. Tommy gave me a small smile before taking a seat on the bed. "So, you gonna tell me what's on the go?" I let a sigh, dropping my bag off my shoulder and onto the floor before laying the dry clothes next to it.

"I don't know where to start." I began.

"At the beginning." I sighed before continuing.

"It all started after you left and went on tour, I was lonely at first but I met this really great guy, his name was Johnny and we met at a bar that I was working at. At first, he seemed super great, we went on a few dates and everything was going perfect." I could feel Tommy's stare burning into me but I couldn't look him in the eye as I continued. "That was until about a year ago when we moved in together, he had lost his job so I moved in to help him pay for things until he got back onto his feet but that was the thing, he never did. Sometimes he would get upset because he wasn't able to find work and he'd get mad and push me or slap me but then he would feel so bad and apologize. I always forgave him because I knew he was struggling."

"Hold up, wait a second. He was hitting you?! Why didn't you call me?!" Tommy exclaimed standing up in anger.

"You were on tour! I didn't want to bother you, plus he didn't do it all the time. It only happened when I didn't do the laundry or if I burned his supper." I could see the anger flash across Tommy's face as I continued. "Well, that was until the drugs. At first it was just weed, but then the stuff got harder which meant he got more mad and would hit me more often. It got to the point, where I would wear long sleeves to cover the bruises or sunglasses to cover the new shiner he gave me the night before." At first, I didn't notice the tears streaming down my face until Tommy reached over and brushed them away.

"(Y/N)..." Tommy began but I continued.

"Tonight was the worst of it, he came home smelling like brewery and cheap perfume, he had hickeys on his neck and I couldn't believe he was cheating on me. I tried to stand up for myself and tell him that this was the last straw but then started hitting me and kicking me, I was barely able to get away until I locked myself into the bathroom and snuck out the window. I ran and ran, until I found the nearest payphone and called you. I jus-" A sob began forming in my throat as I struggled to hold it back. "I just didn't know who else to call." And with that, I broke down. Tommy immediately wrapped me into his arms and held me as sobs wracked through my body.

"It's okay, you're safe now. I got you." Tommy kept whispering into my ear as he held on tight.

"I'm sorry I never reached out after you left, I didn't want to make him mad. I never forgot about you." I said in between breaths. Tommy continued holding me as he spoke.

"I know, I never forgot you either. Now, get changed, you're not going back there, you're staying with me." I wiped the tears away and gave him a small smile before turning my back to him and begin removing the wet clothes. It wasn't until I heard him gasp that I stopped but before I could pull the shirt back down, I felt Tommy's hands on me. "Did he do this?!" He questioned angrily.

I knew exactly what he was talking about, the black and purple bruises that laced my sides from when he kicked me. With a small whisper, I responded.

"Yes..." Before I had a chance to react, Tommy was out the door and down the stairs. "Wait! Where are you going?" I yelled over the balcony.

"To find that son of a bitch and put him in an early grave." But before I could respond, Tommy was out the door and speeding off down the driveway.

Runaway train never going back Wrong way on a one-way track Seems like I should be getting somewhere Somehow I'm neither here nor there

Bought a ticket for a runaway train Like a madman laughing at the rain A little out of touch, a little insane It's just easier than dealing with the pain

It was little later into the night when Tommy returned. I stood up from his couch and made my way to the front door, to see a bruised and bloody Tommy.

"Oh my god, are you okay?!" I questioned rushing over to him.

"Yeah I'll be fine, the bloods not mine." I looked down in concern at his bloody t-shirt but before I could react, Tommy's hands came to cup my cheeks. I stared into his hazel eyes. "You will never have to worry about him laying another hand on you again."

"Okay." Was all I could muster up to say. The next thing I knew, Tommy had his lips pressed against mine in a gentle but firm kiss. I was taken back but returned the kiss back, as we pulled away he spoke.

"I love you (Y/N), I always have. I will never let anyone hurt you again. You will never have to run again because I'm not going anywhere." Tears began welling in my eyes.

"I love you too Tommy." And with that, I pulled him in for another kiss.

Runaway train never going back Wrong way on a one-way track Seems like I should be getting somewhere Somehow I'm neither here nor there

Runaway train never coming back Runaway train tearing up the track Runaway train burning in my veins I run away but it always seems the same

#tommy lee #love #imagine #request #angst #fluff #masterlist #imagine motley crue #motley crue #the dirt #Nikki sixx #mick mars #follow #reblog #like #gifs #imagine vince neil #imagine tommy lee

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tobybestupid · 4 months

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Masterlist

★ So sorry this took absolutely forever and TOO long to write!

Also, if requesting please add what gender you would like if it is for NSFW!! (Gender neutral is okay too!)

Btw! Please, do not spam like my posts! ★

Before we get into this, info for requests and such!

★ I do nsfw, angst, fluff, ECT.

★ I do NOT allow/do racism, homophobia, rape, icky bodily fluids ect.

★ I will do character x character (if you're reading this I'm doing apex legends now :3)

★ I also do Reader x Character/Band member and/or Character/band member x Reader x Character/band member!!

★ you can request any of the bands that have been mentioned here!

★ hope this makes sense!!

+ if I missed anything I'm so sorry!

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Bands I do

Guns n Roses

Mötley Crüe

KISS

Hanoi Rocks

Megadeth

Other

Apex legends - Maybe coming soon? (IT'S COMING PLS REQUEST!!)

COD mw2-mw3

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Mötley Crüe

All of them together x reader

Mötley x reader hc's

🖤Nikki Sixx🖤

Sick mötley x reader

Mötley dealing with you being drunk

Taking care of him after tour

Fourth of July with mötley

You pampering mötley

Big ol' crybaby

Doing so good

⛓️Mick Mars⛓️

Sick mötley x reader

Mötley dealing with you being drunk

How to take care of him after tour

Fourth of July with mötley

Please, stay

Bubble bath- with cats?

Peachy Keen

You pampering mötley

Mick Mars x Reader injury (appendix, I think)

NSFW hc's

🌜Vince Neil🌛

Sick mötley x reader

Mötley dealing with you being drunk

Fourth of July with mötley

You pampering mötley

NSFW Alphabet

❤️‍🔥Tommy Lee❤️‍🔥

Sick mötley x reader

Mötley dealing with you being drunk

Fourth of July with mötley

You pampering mötley

You're still beautiful

🥀Terror Twins x Reader💣

Terror Twins x Reader hc's 1

Terror twins x Reader hc's 2

Terror Twins x reader hc's 3

Terror Twins x reader hc's 4

Terror Twins x reader hc's 5

Terror Twins x reader hc's 6

Sick!Terror Twins x reader hc's

My turn

So, so good

Cuddle..sex?

Calm down, ey?

(y'all are so hungry for Terror Twins omg...)

Hanoi Rocks

🌚Razzle🌝

Late night kisses

🌺Micheal Monroe🌺

Coming soon!!

🕸️Sami Yaffa🕸️

NSFW Alphabet

Such a tease, huh?

🥀Andy McCoy🥀

Coming soon!!

KISS

💫Paul Stanley💫

Snow

🎭Gene Simmons🎭

Coming soon!

🌌Ace Frehley🌌

Coming soon!

🐾Eric Carr🐾

Coming soon!

Guns n Roses

🎩Slash🐍

Do you love me more?

They fell asleep with your kid

❤️Axl Rose💋

They fell asleep with your kid

Axl x Kurt Cobian sister!Reader hc's

NSFW Alphabet

Cold baby?

Bad day?

🎸Duff McKagan🎸

They fell asleep with your kid

🚬Izzy Stradlin🚬

Sick as a dog

Sweetheart

They fell asleep with your kid

🍿Steven Adler🍿

The, fell asleep with your kid

Paradise City

Megadeth

NSFW Alphabet

🍃Dave Mustaine🍃

Your not my baby

Tour rat

NSFW Alphabet

Call of Duty (COD)

🦴Alex Keller🦴

Coming soon!!

🖤Simon "ghost" Riley🖤

Reader with sensory issues

‼️König‼️

Dating him head cannons

🧼John "Soap" Mactavish🧼

Coming soon!!

🌜Farah Karim🌛

Coming soon!!

🥃John Price🥃

Coming soon!!

🌺Kate Laswell🌺

Coming soon!!

☠️Keegan Russ☠️

Coming soon!!

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caspers-spook · 4 months

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WELCOME TO MY BLOG

hello! my names cas or casper wtv u wanna call be honestly. i'm pretty new to nsfw tumblr writing but i love writing and i LOVE writing filthy fucking smut. i probably wont commit to multiple chapter stories but i can probably commit to au's and i'll do my best to give you decent length stories/blurbs. MY REQUESTS ARE OPEN! i love getting requests and writing things for people, please read what i will and won't write and who i will and wont write for :)

BOUNDARIES who i WILL write for ; GNR (for any era of the og lineup, esp 80's-90's) ((izzy and steven are personal favorites of mine)) Mötley crüe Dave Mustaine (THE E WILL NOT STAY ORANGE HELP ME. I AM GIVING UP.) will also write member x member i love tons of bands and would try to write for them but i'm autistic and i fixate on these so i wont write for anyone else (may add more people to the list of who i can write for down the line! (PLEASE REQUEST IZZY STRADLIN I LOVE HIM SO MUCH.) what i will NOT write for ; ddlg / age play , water-sports (pisskink) , scat , no proship stuff at all , suicide , ocs , (cnc is thin ice cause it can look different to different people, will only do if explicitly asked for and given a guide on how they want it done but i wont do anything thats super hardcore) most kinks i will do but i always reserve the right to refuse requests and such. requests will get done by how much motivation i have for each I DO MALE READER TOO! as i am a male reader myself click the button that says " REQUEST / ASK! <3 " to request or ask me anything, anonymously or not.

MASTER LIST! SMUT (will mostly write smut) ANGST (not my favorite to write but if you set a good scene for me i can do it) FLUFF IN DRAFTS Izzy Stradlin pretty tied up Want a cigarette? head canons Steven Adler baking cookies headcanons Axl Rose headcanons cemetery date Slash in drafts Duff McKagen christmas headcanons Dave Mustaine in drafts Mick Mars loving it loud Vince neil in drafts Nikki Sixx in drafts

also follow the tag caspersspook to just see when i post in general if you'd like :) (includes random things, art possibly, updates on writing ect.) i am so pissed some of the coloring didnt work wtf tumblr

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cliffburtonscig · 7 months

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MASTERLIST

SMUT: ⁎ FLUFF: ~ ANGST: ৻

METALLICA

James Hetfield

feel it *

Kirk Hammett

Lars Ulrich

Cliff Burton

Jason Newsted

Robert Trujillo

GNR

Axl Rose

Steven Adler

Saul "Slash" Hudson

Izzy Stradlin

quiet *

Duff McKagan

MOTLEY CRUE

Nikki Sixx

Mick Mars

Tommy Lee

Vince Neil

QUEEN

Freddie Mercury

Roger Taylor

John Deacon

Brian May

NIRVANA

Dave Grohl

Krist Novoselic

CRIMINAL MINDS

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

Others

MARVEL

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rodgers

Peter Parker

Tony Stark

Thor Odinson

Wade Wilson

Others

THE WALKING DEAD

Rick Grimes

Daryl Dixson

Carl Grimes

Glenn Rhee

Negan

Others

STRANGER THINGS

Billy Hargrove

001

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Will Byers (aged up)

Dustin Henderson (aged up)

Mike Wheeler (aged up)

Jim Hopper

Jonathan Byers

Lucas Sinclair (aged up)

others

HARRY POTTER

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Tom Riddle

Draco Malfoy

Severus Snape

Ron Weasley

Luna Lovegood

Sirius Black

Cedric Diggory

Neville Longbottom

Remus Lupin

Bellatrix Lestrange

Regulus Black

Lucius Malfoy

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Lorenzo Berkshire

Theodore Nott

Blaise Zambini

Oliver Wood

METAL LORDS

Kevin Schlieb

Hunter Slyvester

OUTERBANKS

Rafe Cameron

JJ Maybank

John Rutledge

Pope Heyward

BTS

Kim Seokjin

Min Yoongi

Jung Hoseok

Kim Namjoon

Park Jimin

Kim Taehyung

Jeon Jungkook

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madiisixx · 8 months

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Send in some scenarios you’d like me to write a little blurb about! I feel like I’m in the writing mood when I get home this weekend

#stranger things fanfic #steve harrington smut #steve harrington angst #eddie munson x reader smut #steve stranger things #steddie x reader #motley crue x reader #mick mars #vince neil #nikki sixx fanfiction

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issie-https · 11 months

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I wouldn’t mind the general plots of them only if you don’t mind though adds to the anticipation🤭

I’ve just seen this, sorry😭😂.

Most of them are smut!! Some sub!Vince Neil smut, Sebastian Bach, Bret Michaels, Axl X Reader X Slash, James Hetfield fluff, Nikki Sixx smut, lots of Izzy Stradlin stuff coming up, Kurt Cobain smut, Dave Grohl smut and some more.

I also have a taglist now so if anyone wants to be added to it, you can either message me(please don’t put it in my asks lol) or you can do it via the form — here!

The more in depth plots if you want to occupy yourself with antici… pation(RHPS reference🤭).

𝐈𝐳𝐳𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧

It’s reader’s birthday and Izz wants to do something special w/ smut at the end

Smut 4, 18 & 25 w/ angst

Izz & reader go to visit the parents and when they go to bed, Izz wants to stay with the reader but they have to be quiet

Inspired by the song patience and reader goes to where GNR are performing and Izzy proposes

Izzy takes readers virginity

2012 era Izzy smut

𝐕𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐥

Sub!Vince being a brat in public so reader punishes him

Sub!Vince Heavy kinks/fetishes — S&M, bondage, spanking, etc

Burlesque!Reader (I saw this one pop up in my requests and I was so shocked bcos I was already writing one like this but with Duff & Susan Mckagan(those two turned me bi🤫🤭))

𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐬

Headcanons(I will do A-Z and what it’s like dating him)

𝐀𝐱𝐥 & 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡

Smut 23 w/ Axl X Reader X Slash(revenge sex)

𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐥

Smut 2 & 14 w/ Dave(Romantic & Messy sex)

𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐂𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐢𝐧

Fluff 4(pregnancy), Fluff 6(seeing each other after tour), fluff 18(first kiss), smut 4(post-fight sex) w/ Kurt

Smut 1 or 2 w/ Kurt(FWB & Romantic sex)

Kurt & Reader take each other v-card but during, reader wants Kurt to be rougher(daddy kink) but Kurt wants reader to be rougher(mommy kink)

𝐌𝐨̈𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐂𝐫𝐮̈𝐞

Modern!Crüe abt to preform(Home sweet home) but someone tells then that reader who was their old friend has passed away

𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐭𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝

Fluff 13 w/ James(movie night)

𝐍𝐢𝐤𝐤𝐢 𝐒𝐢𝐱𝐱

Prompt 8 & 10 w/ Nikki(he gets a boner from reader doing something subtle & car sex)

𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬

Sub!Bret smut

𝐒𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐡

Heavy fetishes w/ Sebastian Bach

That’s all of them that’ve been requested and majority of the ones I’ve thought of are song fics or fluff because I need some healing atm😂.

I literally cried to Taylor Swift on my way back from the shops today AND I WANT NO JUDGEMENT FROM IT!!

Anyways, I love you all and tysm for your requests, follows, likes and support! It means the world to me xx❤️

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arrow487356 · 1 year

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Hybrid Motley Crue pt 2

Also yes I changed how I layed it out, I’m sorry

Cw: some 16 plus parts (will be in red)

Vince: fox

He gives me sly mischievous and tricky, but he also is determined and flirtatious (I looked up some traits of a fox like personally) he is obviously flirty with most women, men, and anyone in between.

As a fox hybrid he is very hyper, and is very vocal (foxes are very talkative) so he will be all around and if you’re smaller then him he will either pick you up in his arms or have you ride his back as he lets out his zoomies, while laughing and smiling.

When he’s in the mood, he’s in the mood, and you would be in a wild ride due to his hyperness. Also he would definitely have either a biting kink or he would love to suck on your fingers.

When he is given the chance he will always scare you. And if you are easily scared or when you get scared and you cry. The first time and you either get hurt or start to sob he will immediately go into sweet mode and comfort you and hold you apologizing many many times. If you aren’t like that, be prepared.

Mick: Cat

There isn’t much of a surprise here. He more quiet and introverted but he still has his moments. He’s more calm then the others in interviews and stories. But he was still insane at times. Cats seem like silent and mean at first, but in reality you’re signing up to a fucking mess of hyperness, mood swings, anger, and aggressiveness.

I can make a whole separate post on how they first met you, so I won’t get into how he was before then. Anyways, he is very loving to you, but at times he will get in a mood where he’s silent and less cuddly. The one issues is that the only way to figure out what was wrong is for him to get some food. He’s one of those cats.

Due to his condition he ends up being less hyper since he can get hurt very easily but when he gets in his hyper mood it ends up in a sloppy messy kisses and handjobs and fingerings/handjobs.

One issue with him is that he has some trauma from the past when he used to live on the streets due to him being a stray hybrid. So at times his mind slips into a fight state and finds thing’s threatening so sometimes you might end up with scratches on your arms. One time he scratched you in the face right after he instantly regret it so he shut himself away.

That’s the end, have a good day. Sorry it took so long.

#motley crue #mick mars #vince neil #fluff #light angst #hybrid #x reader

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nyxnygma · 2 years

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Can I request some fluff with a bit of angst with Nikki where the reader is related to one of the other guys??

Secrets || Nikki Sixx

[Nikki Sixx x Fem!Neil!Reader]

Summary: You were scared what her brother, Vince, will do if he found out about yours and Nikki’s arrangement so you stopped it, but it was too late

Warnings: sexual innuendos, break up, argument, ‘unrequited’ love

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Your arms were wrapped around Nikki’s neck as you kissed him passionately, Nikki pressing his body closer to yours. You went to him that night to rid your worries but it did not help.

The thought of Vince finding out scared you, you had no idea how he would react. He asked the band not to even touch you as he was scared they would break your heart.

In truth, his fear was coming true because you started to have feelings for Nikki and you couldn’t stand not being with him properly. He still did things with groupies and knowing that whilst sleeping with him hurt you.

The man was confused when you pulled away. “You okay?” He furrowed his eyebrows.

“Yeah but..” you look down to your hands in your lap, “I think we need to stop this arrangement.”

“What?” The look of horror in Nikki’s widened eyes worried you.

“It’s just.. I’m scared,” you put your head in your hands, “Vince is going to murder us!”

“Vince will never know,” He started to rub my back, “if we sneak around like we are doing now.”

“I don’t want to sneak around anymore, Nik,” you explain, “and I want a proper relationship with someone and I can’t find that if I’m fooling around with some rockstar!”

And with that you left for your hotel room, where you curled up in bed and cried over your unrequited love for Nikki.

However, Nikki was still sat on the sofa shocked. In the last five minutes, he had lost the woman he desired most. The reasons he never confessed his true feelings is he feared you do not reciprocate the feelings and you wouldn’t see him anymore due to the awkwardness and also he knew you both could never have a full-on relationship if you had to keep it secret.

The next morning, you were almost ready to leave to get lunch when you hear a knock on the door. You opened it to find Vince. “Wanna go get something to eat with me?” He ask walking past you to your room.

“I was about to get something anyway so sure,” you hum shutting the door, “just let me get my purse.”

Vince nodded, not without spotting something suspicious. “Y/N..”

“What is it?” You ask.

“I do believe these boots and top are too big to be yours,” his face was unreadable as he looked at the boots and ripped up black tee that belonged to Nikki. “Whose are they?”

“No one you know,” You try to play it off but failing because not many men don’t wear heels and top with their sleeves cut off.

“Oh stop lying to me!” His voice raised as he stared you down. He then stormed out the door and you followed cautiously. He arrived at the door to Nikki’s room and knocked furiously on it. Tommy opened it with his signature smile, “Hey Vince- woah what’s up with you, dude?”

Vince said nothing and physically pushed him out of his way. “Nikki you fucking sleazy bastard!” He shouts at the bassist, who was sat on the sofa with a bottle in hand. You followed your brother in.

He grabbed Nikki by his shirt and pulled him to his feet. “You fucking slept with my sister after I specifically told you not to!” He seethed.

“Look dude,” Nikki puts his hands up in surrender, “whatever was between us ended!”

“That doesn’t make betraying my trust and lying to me okay!” He shakes his head, his hands still gripped into Nikki’s top.

“Vince just stop!” I pleased.

“Yeah, dude, you need to chill,” Tommy, who was obviously drunk even though it was only 12:30pm, slurred.

“Fuck off, Tommy! This has nothing to do with you,” Vince cries. Tommy cowers back, pouting, but he didn’t leave the room as he was too invested in what was happening.

“Look man,” Nikki sighs, “I’m sorry I have been sneaking around with Y/N but the truth is, and she doesn’t even know this, I love her!”

Everyone in the room froze. Your eyes widened, “you love me?”

Nikki looked down, “yes.”

“Well shit,” Vince mutters under his breath as he let go of him, “and do you love him, Y/N?”

You nod, “yes.”

“C’mon man! Don’t stand in the way of love!” Tommy shouted.

“Didn’t I tell you to fuck off?” Vince rolled his eyes, “I guess he’s right though.”

“Really?” You blinked. Vince nodded.

“Just keep your funny business out of my sight,” he negotiates, “oh and if you ever hurt her or make her cry I will beat your ass, Sixx.”

“I won’t, Vince,” he promises as he moves to stand closer to you.

“Awww how sweet!” Tommy smiles. Vince rolled his eyes and dragged Tommy out the room.

“We’ll leave you two so you can talk,” Vince says before leaving the room.

“You love me?“ You question the man in front of you.

“Of course,” he nods. You then pull him into a deep kiss.

After that, you stated a proper relationship and over the years it turned into marriage.

#motley crue #mötley crüe #motley crue x reader #mötley crüe x reader #nikki sixx x reader #nikki sixx #Nikki sixx fluff #Tommy lee #Vince Neil #mick mars

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