#80s band fics

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

"Uh, you can start with these," Eddie said, handing Steve a few of his CDs. "There's Dio, Ozzy, and Iron Maiden."

Steve took them gratefully. "Thanks. The kids tell me Wham! won't cut it for the car."

Eddie smiled. "Yeah, no." He turned back to his CD rack. "I also have less metal and more punk, but I feel like the kids wouldn't like that. But like, uh, Dead Kennedys and The Queers. Also Sex Pistols, but they're kinda basic. And I know Baby Byers is familiar with The Clash, so..." he laughed awkwardly, realizing he was rambling.

Steve was listening with interest. He would never admit it, but he liked hearing Eddie talk. "I think these three are good," he said finally, holding up the CDs. "Thanks again."

"Yeah no problem," Eddie walked him to the door.

Steve walked down the grass before Eddie called out to him, "A Different Corner! It's a good song!"

Steve turned around, looking confused and Eddie chuckled awkwardly, scratching his head. "Uh, Wham!-?"

Steve nodded in understanding. "I dunno, I'd say pretty basic," he said, copying Eddie's earlier words and he continued to walk back with a smile on his face, leaving Eddie standing by the door of the trailer.

"Bastard," Eddie muttered, closing the door, smiling wide.

[nikkisvfx]

[r0cket-qu3en]

Get him back!

slash one shot<3

warnings: nothing?

prompt: reader and Slash broke up a few weeks ago, but he can't get over her, so one day he meets her "casually" outside her house after she went on a date with a guy

He couldn’t get over how much he missed her, even though he tried, with all his heart. He’d gone out with a couple of girls, all exactly the same, gotten drunk with his friends, written songs with Axl, but everything remained the same.

He saw her eyes everywhere, every voice sounded like hers and the girls in the crowd all had her face, but none of them actually looked like her.

When he saw her, dressed the way she dressed to go out with him, the way she looked at the boy who was now leaving, in that moment he lost all the dignity he had left.

He passed by her house casually, now he passed by at every chance he had, just in the hope of seeing her again, even suddenly, for a brief moment, and that day he was lucky enough to see her, too bad she was with someone else who was now leaving after taking her home.

He waited for the boy to completely leave before approaching the girl he had been painfully spying on for some time.

She was as beautiful as he remembered, maybe more. Ever since they broke up he kept looking at the Polaroids of the two of them together, trying not to forget what her face looked like, but now that he had her a few steps away he realized that all the photos he had seen and re-seen in the last few days were not like being able to really see her, to feel her presence, not even close. He couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to have her in his arms again, in their bed, in their room, that wasn't theirs anymore.

Slowly, cautiously, he approached her, as if he was afraid of scaring her, and he was a little like that, he didn't want to push her away again, for now he just wanted to know how she was doing, that would be enough for him. When he was behind her, he slowly placed his hand on her arm, feeling the soft skin under his fingers, so linear.

She turned sharply and looked at him in silence for a moment, trying to process the situation that her ex was there, in front of her house, in front of her.

"Hey." She murmured, she had a nervous smile on her lips, seeing him after the breakup had a strange effect on her that was far from embarrassing, it was different, what she felt for him at that moment was a mix of conflicting feelings. On one hand she wanted to throw him in the past, never see him again and move on, but at the same time she just wanted to have him back with her, to have never left him.

"Hey." He answered her, his eyes were full of hope, even if they were hidden by his glasses and his long curls. "Who is he?" The curly-haired man asked, looking at the girl in front of him, wanting only to take her home and maybe have reconciliation sex with her.

She didn't answer him for a few seconds, articulating the sentence as best she could, at the same time trying not to hurt him. "He's just a friend." She said at the end, keeping it very vague and he nodded, not wanting to intrude too much.

"How are you?" She whispered, trying to see his eyes from behind her curls. He didn't answer her, she knew him well enough to know how he really was, and he knew she'd sensed it.

She looked down, moving a lock of hair from his face, looking at his pink lips, then his eyes. "I'm sorry." She whispered and couldn't resist the urge to push him into her arms, throwing her purse to the floor. He wrapped one arm around her waist and the other on her back, holding her firmly against him.

He was not going to fucking let her go now.

After a few seconds of hugging he lost his temper and kissed her, out of the blue, like they do in the movies.

He pushed her gently against the wall of his house and the hand that was on her waist went up to her cheek and the one that was on her back took the place of the other. After a while she gently pushed him away, enough to look into his eyes.

"Do you want to come in?" she whispered, slightly out of breath.

"Please."

[hollywoodroses]

maid for you (a modern day duffxsusanxreader fan fiction)

duff walks in on you and susan fooling around in bed when you are supposed to be cleaning the house

Warnings: smut, heavy fem!slash, voyeurism, threesome, heavy course language (minors, please don’t interact)

“I know you want to fuck my husband”. You heard a voice say behind you.

You turned around to look at Susan with a shocked look on your face.

“Don’t worry, many other women want to fuck him too. I won’t tell your secret.” She said as she put her finger to her lips and laughed.

You smiled, you had just started working for Susan and her husband Duff as a maid. It is your first day and you feel like it’s ruined when she caught you looking at him while trying to do your job.

“Listen, if you really want to be with Duff. I can help you.”

“What do you mean?” You asked her.

Susan winked at you and started walking upstairs to the master bedroom. You followed her without saying a word.

Once you got to the bedroom, you saw Susan sitting on the bed tempting you to join her. You are eager to know what she is up to as you smile to yourself ready to play with your school-girl crush.

Susan grabs your arm to pull you close to her, you lose your footing and fall into the bed. You both giggle but you lose your voice when you notice her on top of you. She rests her fingers on your lips and you can’t help but suck on a few of them while you whimper. You lean up towards her, ready for a kiss. While closing your eyes you are shocked to feel your tongues touch as you kissed Susan with an open mouth. This led to a deep kiss that felt like it would never end.

Lost in your own ecstasy with her you feel her play with your body, fingering your sweet cunt. She smiles as she encourages you to moan as loud as you can knowing her husband was just footsteps away.

You feel like you are in a lesbian porno film that you don’t hear the door open.

“What the fuck is this.” You hear a deep voice say.

You rush to cover yourself, already feeling your breasts had become bare while fooling around with Susan.

“uh…” to be honest, you were speechless when seeing Duff walk into the bedroom with a look of pure lust.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,” you ramble on and on until Duff sits beside you.

“Shut up, you whore.” He whispered.

Duff kissed you as Susan watched with a glimmer in her eyes while she had her arms wrapped around you.

You couldn’t believe you had your two fantasies in one room together, especially since they are ready to destroy you. Not knowing if you can take it, you let Duff but his hand around your neck showing dominance as he kissed you until you are lost for air. What you loved the most was the sexy feelings Susan was giving you. You felt her lick your pussy and finger you at the same time. When she rubbed you, you could hear the sounds of your wetness get louder as you knew you would burst at any moment.

You realize, you don’t need a man to get off. Susan was definitely your sexual awakening tonight.

Once you squirt all over Susan’s face, Duff silences your moans with his mouth. You are literally spent and push away from them. Walking up to the full-length mirror in the room, you notice you look disheveled and tired.

You turn to them and say, “So, is this what happened in the 80’s?”

Susan just laughs as Duff shakes his head silently teasing you.

You hear the front door open. “Mum, Dad we are home.” A girls voice said.

You rush out of the room to get back to your job so Duff and Susan’s kids don’t catch you. You had forgotten that the girls would be back from an instagram modeling event. Thankfully, you are back to your normal self in the kitchen when their daughters come in asking for help to plan an upcoming party.

“Let’s do an 80’s themed party. We’ll be the coolest at school doing this.” Duff’s daughter Grace said with excitement in her eyes.

You sigh in relief as you know the girls never caught you with their parents and start making plans on how you can help with the party. Thinking they’ll for sure be a rock n’ roll party waiting for you later that night.

end

[the-invisibility-bloke]

I need fic/art/unhinged discussions of Harry wearing Sirius’ clothes

[rocketqueen1989x]

White feathers

DuffMckaganXReader

warnings : reader is pregnant , soft and fluff

(a short one)

📍: LA

⏰: 9:00pm

1996

***

"fuck " I groaned in pain putting my head back onto the head board as I was laid in the kind sized bed.

the pains were unbelievable. it constantly felt like I was giving birth.

"you okay ,honey ? " duff , my husband said beside me and placed his large hand on my 8 month pregnant bump. As he did a shooting pain went across my lower stomach quickly making me squeeze my eyes shut. that was our daughter kicking me for the hundredth time today.

He’s a very good kicker. It's unbelievable

"fuck" i whimpered a little and duff leaned down kissing my stomach were he was kicking.

"rub there duff " I say pointing to my lower side of my bump and his hand trialed down and across and he rubbed my stomach were I told him too

"does that feel okay ?" Duff asked looking up at me with worry in his eyes.

He laid on his front just looking up at me and then moving his eye contact between me and the bump.Our baby kicked again but this time were duffs hand was rubbing .

"I can't wait to get him out of me " i say rubbing my forehead a little stressed and I heard duff chuckle as he pressed kissed onto my bump.

"just a month to go " he moved his hand down to my thigh and squeezed it gently. i looked down and watched duff as he started to leave little kisses all over my bump and his hand moving slowly on my thigh

"do you think he'll be born with lots of hair or none " I asked my husband and watched as he smiled widely , sitting up beside me with his legs crossed. he shrugged actually thinking about it.

"Well I've got a funny feeling he's going to come out with a head full of blonde hair " i smirk and duff shook his head.

"no I don't think he will , perhaps he might have brown hair " Duff looked at me with a smile and shrugging his broad shoulders.

i reached over grabbing the little alarm clock to check the time and it was getting quite late. i heard the tv in front of us turn up and duff got under the covers with me. i laid back and started to watch the tv.

Duff laid his head on my chest and his ringed fingers crossed over my bump lightly stroking and I felt our son move inside of me. I watched my husband and he just smiled widely

“hi buddy “ duff whispered softly to my bump ,leaning down gently to lay his head on my boobs and began to rub circles around my stomach.

i just knows he’s going to be such a good dad to our baby boy

[perry-fics]

My Fics - Steve x Neal (Steal)

- So You Think You're Lonely

In the early days of Journey, Neal and Steve navigate their clashing personalities and creative differences while living under the same roof.

- Dissonance

Whoever said it’s better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all clearly hadn’t spent a night with Steve.

- Don't Fight It

Kenny thought he was just meeting the Journey guys, but what he didn’t expect was to get caught in the middle of the weirdest band dynamic ever.

- Steve vs. The Universe (series)

Steve is horny and the universe isn’t helping.

- Someday Soon (AU) (series) (also a little Steve x Gregg)

Steve is exhausted and his terrible day seems determined to go from bad to worse.

- Journey: Unscripted (AU)

“This isn’t just a movie about a band in the '80s,” Herbie said, leaning in, his eyes sharp with intensity. “It’s a raw exploration of fame—the way it distorts love and ambition, twisting everything good into something dark and messy. The audience needs to feel that struggle.”

Neal leaned back, running a hand through his hair, his heart racing at Herbie's words. “I’ll get there.”

- Let it be Me

t’s 1987 and Neal is getting married.

- Reunion

Steve and Neal reunite at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.

- Edge of the Blade

The escalating tensions between Neal and Steve at the end of the Frontiers tour force the band to confront their issues before it’s too late.

And a lot more! I haven't updated this thing in a while but i posted more fics :)

[johnslittlespoon]

i know it came out a few years too late for tough and sweet, but i'm currently thinking about john and gale fucking in gale's truck with sex on fire playing on the radio 👍🏻 some quiet country road, windows rolled down because it's too hot to deal with them fogging up, muggy summer air, clothes half–off, hands sliding on sweat–slick skin, etc

[xo-myloves]

SOME FUCKING TOM FOR YOU FUCKERS!!

(It’s more for me, but shush)

༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞𝙽𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚕༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞

“Fuck Tom.” I moaned into my beautiful rockstars long black curly hair, as I felt him destroy my gut,while I rode him, watching his cock go in and out of me, having me weak for him and only him, he was such a sex god, he never been praise about it, but I’ll always say he is such a sex god.

He was open to anything, he was into being a top or a bottom, mostly a bottom surprisingly, he loved pleasuring his women, he loved seeing my face when he made me cum, he loved doing anything I said, when I say it, and I was the lucky women, that he gets treat me with love and affection, treating me like a princess.

He was always a sweetheart, but fuck his cock was nothing sweet, he loved ramming into me, even when I’m the one being dominant, but the second I don’t let him get the bliss he was craving, begs and pleas were soon to be heard.

He would do anything to be able cum, he would beg like a little bitch, it only fueled my ego and dominance, he made me so weak, it was embarrassing, but tonight was one of those nights, we were getting hot, we didn’t even plan for it.

It all started with some sweet talking…..

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“You’re so beautiful honey.” Tom spoke into my ear softly as he kissed on my neck, one of his hands in my ear while the other one was on my thigh, rubbing my freshly shaved thigh with his thumb, looking deep into my eyes with his brown beautiful eyes, his lips were so plump, they felt like little pillows of joy on my neck.

His kisses were so soft, he always knew the spots on my neck that always got me, making a little mumbles leaving my lips, “I love you Tom.” I spoke softly, this made his cheeks pink and his eyes darker, his hands went straight for my ass before his lips came to my ear.

“I love you too honey.” He smiled against my skin, sucking my neck to leave a purple hickey, it was right under my ear, at my higher neck area, he always left hickeys right there, it was his spot.

“Tom.” I spoke softly, tugging at his shirt, he already got the message, he took his shirt off, exposing his toned body for me and only me. Mine was quickly taken off after his, showing off my dark blue lacy bra. His favorite.

“Sit fucking down.” I spoke in my dominant tone to Tom, putting my head on his chest, pushing him down so I was on top of him, his eyes light up even more, he stayed down like he was supposed to, I sat on his lap, his hands on my hips softly, barley holding them, as I looked down at him, I leaned down to whisper in his ear.

“Are you going to be a good boy for mommy?” I said as my hands went down his chest, keeping direct eye contact, he smiled and nodded his head softly.

“Use your words handsome.” I kissed his jaw, wrapping my fingers around his throat, “y-yes mommy, I’ll be good.” He nodded and spoke softly, like he always had, “now there’s my boy.”

A smile came across his lips, he loved when I praised him, I lowered myself down his body, my hands dragging across his torso, his eyes locked onto me, my eyes looking up at him through my lashes.

I started dragging his sweatpants down, along with his boxers, to spring out his throbbing aching cock, his tip was red and puffy, leaking precum already, I knew he was hard before but now? Fucking shit. His cock was just so fucking good. He was clean. He was big. He was just perfect.

“Please..” I heard a plea from above me, it was tom beautiful voice, his whimper made my insides turn into butter. “Please what baby?” I spoke wanting him to beg for me to touch him, which he knew.

“Mommy please touch me, I need you, I’m so fucking horny please fucking please.” His words were straight to my pussy, I felt myself throbbing already, I needed him in me now, but I had to wait, fuck I hate waiting.

“Such a good boy Tom, you really wanna have a good time don’t ya?” I spoke in a cocky tone, smirking up at him, his eyes were full with lust and desire, he nodded his head with a pout of his lips.

I let his no words slide this time, I licked up his shaft, giving a generous about of love, spiting a pool on his tip, letting it drip down, little whines and whimpers leave Tom’s mouth.

I sucked on his tip softly, letting him soak into the pleasure, his head sunk into the pillow beneath him, his lips parting and his hips going forward, “f-fucking mommy more please.” He moaned softly, I hummed against his cock, letting him feel the vibrations, making him whimper even more louder.

I started to deep throat his throbbing member, making my eyes roll back, gags and moans came from me and even more moans fell out of Tom’s mouth, his fists were clenching down in the bed, he knew he couldn’t grab my hair or he would get punished.

Wow he’s learned.

“Fucking shit I’m gonna cum, can I cum? Please mommy.” He begged but that wasn’t the plan that I wanted, I popped him out of my mouth. “Not yet baby, not yet, don’t you wanna cum inside of mommy? Not just all over my mouth?” I smirked looking down at him,“yes fucking please.” He groaned, before he spoke again, I want you to climb on top of me and ride my fucking dick until I can't think straight.”

“So fucking good, you’re being so god damn good.” I spoke as I almost sank down on his cock, but I was stopped by Tom who spoke again, he was being so vocal and it was fucking amazing,"Thank you, mommy” he whispers huskily "And can I be a good boy and ask for one more thing?" He ran his hands up your thighs as you straddle him "Could i please squeeze those perfect tits while you fuck me?

Aww what a sweet boy.

“Baby of course you can, only when I say though.” I grabbed his hands, running them up my chest, stopping right under my breasts, he gave me a pleasing look before I slammed down on his cock, making me gasp with pleasure and a whimper leaving his mouth.

His hands were interlocked with mine as they sat right under my breasts, as I rode him so perfectly hitting all the good spots for him and me, making moans leave my mouth softly, tom growls slightly "Yes mommy, whatever you say.” his hands trace patterns on your hips as you grinded against him "Goddamn, you're turning me on so fucking much, when can I touch those perfect tits? Please...”

It was sweet how much he craved to touch me, I gave him a smile, moving our hands perfectly on my breasts as I bounced on his cock, Tom head went even further back, moans leaving his mouth, all he wanted to was cum and I was so close to my bliss.

“Mommy I’m gonna cum please I need to please.” He begged, looking up at me, his hips jolting forward, his tip hitting my g stop perfectly, “me first, make me fucking cum first.” I moaned with him, his hand immediately went to my clit, rubbing it as fast as he possibly could, making my thighs tremble.

“Please cum mommy, I need to do bad…so fucking bad.” Tom whimpered in my ear, his head went to my chest, resting on my breasts, as he pounded into me, and in seconds I came undo under his touch. “Fucking shit.” I moaned into tom’s ear, letting my cum drip down my thighs to toms lower stomach.

Soon after he had his orgasm, coating my insides with a fat layer of his white seed into me, he had one of the loudest moans and whimpers just from that, that made my eyes roll and my hands went to the back of his head to grab his long black curly hair, pulling it slightly as I arched my back.

“We’re not done sweetheart.”

[6sixx6sexual6]

Hiiiii I was wondering if you could make a fan fiction about Vince becoming a dad or tommy or Nikki thank you!!

UGH IT FEELS SO GOOD TO WRIGHT AGAIN ITA BEEN SO LONG THAT TUMBLR STARTED BRINGING OUT THE 0.5 NOTE THING ON MY ACTIVITY. ALSO I DIDNT DO VINCE IM SORRY BUT I HAD ANOTHER REQ ASKING FOR NIKKI AS A DAD SO I DID NIKKI AND TOMMY. ALSO GOT A LITTLE CARRIED AWAY WITH NIKKI MB

word count:1,736

warnings: drugs, alcohol, mention of miscarriage, cursing, insecurity, smoking (reader, only once. it was common for pregnant women to smoke in the 80s) not proof read

so I usually write for 84-86 motley (cuz thats my favorite🤭) I was tempted to do both 84 and 90s but maybe in like 5 months LMAOO

Nikki

now in the days where Motley was on top of the world and you were his girlfriend (long term or not) and he really liked you, probably really loved you even.

there was really no good time to tell him you were pregnant, you're with him all the time, but you're also with his band all the time.

and with the guys he's drinking, doing drugs, there's chicks everywhere, you know how it is.

nikki doesn't smoke but he drinks, and when he noticed you stopped smoking suddenly (though you admit to smoking once or twice in the few weeks after finding out)

you tried to smoke, you saw pregnant women smoke all the time but when you tried it made your stomach hurt and made you wanna throw up

 but when you also denied his offer to share a bottle with him, he got curious.

“you quit smoking or something?” “I guess.” “..why?” “just don't feel like smoking.”

now when you eventually told him you were a couple weeks in, still in your first trimester and you knew miscarriage was possible but wasn't too educated on it.

you told him at a party. whatever or whoever's party, it didn't matter, Nikki was wild, you didn't feel good and you just wanted him.

you would try and pull him aside but bed probably get a little annoyed, and when you finally got him hed probably do that asshole thing people do and go like “what? you have all my attention now, what do you need? hm?”

your hormones are crazy, you'll get upset and tell him your pregnant and apologize, and he's looking at you like he lagged, he didn't move lol

now he feels bad for doing this, but hed probably walk away, not because you're pregnant but he needed another drink and to think.

you probably went home and he got home earlier than he would’ve and went to find you and talk to you.

he was a little upset you didn't tell him sooner and did eventually apologize for walking off.

and he really didn't know what to do and didn't think too far ahead until he knew if you guys were gonna keep it.

you wanted to keep it? he didn't say no but was tempted to try and talk you out of it but didn't, but there was a lot of “are you sure?”

best believe he told his grandparents nona and tom right away

during the pregnancy he kept you everywhere, shows, parties, everywhere

He was nervous and excited but really emotional.

hes always wanted to be a dad deep down, and now he was getting the chance to be in a child's life, even if he knew he wouldn't be perfect he wanted to at least be there and try unlike his own.

you guys probably lived in van nuys at the time, he tried to baby proof everything like a week before you're due but he was in the zone lmao

probably even tried to cover the windows with cardboard or something but that's just because of drugs. He took the cardboard down.

while in labor, you're freaking out, hes freaking out, you're angry because you should be the one freaking out, hes freaking out because hes not supposed to be freaking out but he is and you're mad and hes gonna be a dad.

and right when the baby's almost out and you're crushing his hand, Tommy and Vince just started pounding on the door since the nurse's wouldn't let them in and you couldn't make out what they were saying but you didn't care, you hated everybody right now.

boom, baby was born and he stopped freaking out, the nurses took him for an examination and he stayed right next to you but was always looking at the baby.

he cried a little and wasn't ashamed.

hed wipe you off and tell you you did a good job.

when he finally got to hold the baby the nurses had to show him how to hold it a couple times before actually letting him.

he was so stiff and the baby was so small and he didn't know what to do besides slightly bouncing the baby in his arms even though it wasn't crying that much, it felt like it was just him and the baby in the room, looking down at his green eyes and could already tell it had your lips.

he's smiling and slowly walks over to you so you both could be with the baby.

nikkis a happy man and not a perfect dad but he tries harder than ever.

(obviously he made tommy, Vince and mick the baby's Godfathers and you had some of your friends the Godmothers.)

Tommy

tommys fallen in love with a lot of girls, but you've been his longest girlfriend and swears you're the one.

Of course he wants you to have his babies.

hes talked about it with you and also about marriage and your guys future together with like 5 kids in a big ol house.

hes great with kids. loves them.

even when he was just a kid he loved kids

I wouldn't say he poked holes in the condoms or anything, but he definitely wouldn't mind if one broke, all in his head of course, he wouldn't do it on purpose.

but when he woke up to you straddling him and held up a thin white stick with a blue tip and a big smile on your face, he was confused and didn't get it yet.

but when he squinted at it and remembered seeing one of those at a convenience store for condoms, he looked up at you more awake and sat up and took it from you to look at it.

“are you fucking kidding me?”

you shook your head no and he wrapped his arms around you and kissed all over your face and neck and chest.

hes a happy boy.

“no way baby, these are gonna get so huge! thats gonna be crazy!”

hed say and grab your boobs and then your stomach.

“and this too! but in a good way- the best way!”

and he'd scramble out of bed to find a bag to put the stick in and ramble about how he's gonna make a scrapbook.

hes calling his mom 100%

she's just as excited and you can hear her yelling in Greek and Tommy would have to pull the phone away from his ear.

huge baby showers, alcohol in baby bottles is a must (he was tempted to do something with coke as baby powder but went against it. he wasn't gonna get high at his baby shower, he was high on love and happiness)

you weren't gonna lift a finger the whole pregnancy even if you aren't even showing yet.

 you want a peanut butter and pickle sandwich? he's bringing everything to the couch for you and making it, he'll even try it with you.

perfectly capable of showering by yourself? not on his watch.

you wanna watch Sophies choice again? he'll tell you to be careful because you'll make the baby depressed (he also doesn't wanna watch it again)

if you're feeling insecure, hes your hype man even before you were pregnant. He'll probably buy lingerie for you and have you give him a fashion show, and he's shouting and clapping even though its midnight and its only you two. (three)

payed people to make a nursery so you wouldn't have to wory about it and he could be with you, but you both would spend all this time picking the wall paper, what color wood, what crib, etc.

throughout the pregnancy hes kissing your stomach, gets caught trying to play your boobs like bongos, picking everything up for you, gets you a pool floaty so you can lay on your stomach.

also cooks all this Greek food to see if you would like it.

also 100% takes turns with the guys playing songs on a Walkman and putting the headphones on your stomach, mick thinks its so silly and plays dirty songs.

tommy would have zero nervousness until your in the hospital. 

you're having contractions and he's trying to time them “1, 2, 3- wait wait wait” and doesn't know what he's doing.

lowkey the nurses ask him to just sit and wait lmao

he had everybody there, his parents, his sister, the band if they could make it and even called your family for you.

he feels bad because you're scared then two seconds later you're a demon and he looks like a kicked puppy when you yell at him because he's just as scared.

while you're giving birth his hands are on you and he fights the urge to pull his hand away because you're squeezing so hard, probably going “come on, come on! almost, baby!” all while trying to look at the action going on down there.

when the baby was born and they put it on your chest hes in awe, his hands on his head and leaning over you to see the baby, then he's going and thanking the doctors and the nurses trying to hug them.

he was so happy and nervous when he got to cut the cord, looking down at the baby and going “this is crazy, dude.” talking to both him and the baby

when the baby is a little older and its been home for a while, Tommy would not put that baby down.

the baby's on his lap and hes moving its its little arms with its balled up fists and making hes making little drum sounds like it was playing drums

hes definitely the one to get up when the baby cries at night but then it turns to rock paper scissors and making chore exchanges.

I see tommy being a girl dad, but would probably freak out and think about all those groupies hes been with and go “holy shit, I did that to someone's daughter”

if you had a son and its a little older like a toddler hed make a little fort with the couch cushions and a blanket, and when you try and join tommy goes “no mommies allowed!” followed with little giggles, Tommy and the son have a little meeting and eventually settled on a password for you to guess and then you can come in.

[h-i-raeth]

Feels like there needs to be more fics where Corroded Coffin is successful but not fucking. Rockstar levels successful. Successful as in they're well known within their niche and not at all outside of it. Successful as in their early albums are coveted but you're not going to stumble onto them on any mainstream radio station. Successful as in they're doing enough shows on a fairly active circuit that they can quit their day jobs but they can't buy a house off of the profits.

[rottindecay]

im going to go INSANE.

can all these Motley Crue fics NOT have some sort of daddy kink for ONCE?? GOD!!!!

lifes hard out here.

at this point i might just have to make some Motley fics myself.. maybe..

if Motley if your thing first of all, we NEED to be moosts!!!! and second of all, please send ideas in. i wanna write for my husbands but i have no idea what to do.

I can write for Tommy and Nikki but idk about Vince and Mick.... we'll see...

[rocketqueen1989x]

💋mötley crüe 💋

(imagines coming soon )

Nikki sixx

Vince Neil

Tommy Lee

Mick mars

[perry-fics]

[oktobersilver]

♡Making Love to The Ultimate Mind.♡

summary: John ends up getting a bit handsy underneath the dinner table.

contains: smut, teasing, rough sex, ect this is also the arena era!!!

You and John had been dating for several months now, and by this point you knew all of his bandmates pretty well, they had all just got done with their most recent concert, 'as the lights go down' which would be put out as their upcoming live album 'Arena'. You and everyone were all beyond proud of how the show turned out, especially proud of your boyfriend, John.

You met with the band backstage before the tour bus arrived, John walked up beside you, wrapping his arm around your waist before pulling you into a sweet, loving kiss.

"What d'you think of the show? I think it went rather well, probably one of our best ones." John said, looking at you with a sweet smile.

Y/N smiled brightly at the tall man, "I loved it! As always though, I'm proud of you, I'm proud of everyone, I know how hard you all worked on everything and it most definitely paid off." Y/N expressed, tiptoeing to kiss his cheek as the rest of the band flooded backstage.

Simon appeared next to John and gave him a pat on the back, "Hey John, hey Y/N! Concert was pretty fun wasn't it?" He spoke energetically, smiling at the pair.

The two nodded as the rest of the band sat around backstage, including Roger sitting outside for a bit.

Roger walked back in, smiling at everyone as he cleared his throat. "I ordered takeaway for all of us, I got some extra too." He said as he ran his hand down the back of his jet-black hair.

Everyone nodded in agreement, to be fair it was around usual dinnertime, so it was best if everyone got something, especially considering the long show that they had just got done with.

Fast forward, they all head back to the studio with the dinner for the night, you noticed a few glances from your boyfriend, John, but you didn't take it too seriously.

You all sat down at the dinner table, everyone got their food and began eating, talking, ect.

You felt a hand slowly go up your thigh, you glared over at your boyfriend, John, who was sitting right beside you, seeing the faint smile that crawled across his lips.

He knew exactly what he was doing, and you knew he did, his hand slowly started to make its way to your inner thigh, teasing you ever so slightly.

You tensed, shuddering as you glanced at him, you knew he was enjoying every second of this. To be fair, you were getting off on it too.

Simon turned his head to you, "You okay over there, Y/N? Got the chills?" He asked with a near mouthful of his dish.

You cleared your throat and nodded, "I'm fine! I just get cold chills sometimes." Y/N quickly answered with, Simon shrugged it off and continued talking to Roger, while Nick and Andy talked about their next album.

John's hand made its way under Y/N's waistband, creeping to your sensitive spot, his slim fingers stroked your clit at an agonizingly slow pace, making you almost buck your hips into his touch.

You bit your tongue, feeling your stomach curl as the tension between you and John practically boiled at this point. You could see him starting to get hard, so you decided to slip your hand under the table, palming his developing boner.

Y/N saw the look in his eyes, fully lust blown by this point, his cock hardened under your hand, Y/N began also teasing him at a painfully slow pace.

John's fingers slipped inside of you, curling inside of your pussy, you choked back every bit of noise that was to come from your mouth, spreading your legs as you couldn't help but ever so slightly lean into his touch.

Y/N cleared her throat as John pulled his hand away. "I'll be right back, I have to wash my face for the night." Y/N announced, glancing at John, signaling him to follow along.

The two walked down the hallway, Y/N walked into the bathroom that was there, feeling a tug on her arm.

You looked at John, suddenly you were slammed against a wall, his leg was pressed against your pussy as his tongue invaded your mouth. You moaned into his mouth, biting at his lip as you quickly hustled to get your clothes off.

John helped you as he stripped of his clothes, holding you up as his hands enveloped your hips as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"Baby, please, god I need you in me so bad" Y/N cried out, John's cock slid against your entrance, teasing you in the most cruel way.

"Do you really? God, I'll fuck you properly, I'll fuck you until the only thing that you remember is my name." John uttered before leaving marks all scattered across your neck.

You pleaded for him, until his cock slammed into you, causing you both to moan as his dick struck inside of your pussy, throwing his head back as his bleached fringe fell infront of his lust-blown eyes.

You both panted into eachothers mouths, feeling his cock hit every single one of your sweet spots, sending you closer and closer to the edge.

His lips took over yours, your legs clenched around his body as you dug your nails into your boyfriend's shoulders. His throat rung out a low groan as his cock filled every inch of your pussy.

You bit your lip, slinging your head back in pure pleasure as you cried out, "Oh, fuck! Harder, baby, please!" Tears welled up in the corners of your eyes, feeling the boiling pit of arousal curl inside of you.

John's pace began to get harder, cursing profanities under his labored breath as he hung his head down by your neck, his thrusts getting sloppier as he neared the edge.

You could feel the heat rush all throughout both of your bodies, both of you were slicked in a thin layer of sweat, feeling every inch of him fuck you raw. His hard cock hitting your G-spot, effortlessly with every move.

You could barely hold your eyes open, you were practically crying for him, god, you've needed him all day, and he most definitely needed you.

"Y/N, I'm close, fuck I'm close." John pleaded, you could feel his precum start to release inside of you.

Profanities spilled out from under a mix of your breathy moans, becoming an absolute mess, all because of John.

"I'm close baby, I know, I know, please!" Y/N begged, groaning his name between your teeth, that was all it took to push John over the edge.

His cum shot inside of you, spilling all throughout of your pussy as his lips clung to yours as you both felt the aftershocks of your shared orgasm, he slowly set you down, kissing you passionately in the same exact spot you had just gotten fucked in.

You kissed his cheek, nudging your nose against his. "Should we clean up sweetheart?" Y/N said with a slight giggle.

"Probably, the others are probably wondering why it takes so long to wash your face too." John replied, followed by a shared chuckle.

⊰ END ⊰