#Hanoi rocks x reader

[peacesells-imbuying]

Hanoi Rocks (ver.) w/girl member!

thought i give this a go! Love hanoi rocks 🪿 part 2 info blog | masterlist

What's it like being with the boys!

• lots of hugs! Can’t forget 24/7 CUDDLES

• smoking and drinking together ofc or if u don’t do any of those u get the fancy juice 🔥

• piggyback rides.

imagine lol everyone was just outside at the park (or wherever u pick) it was just cuz. Tired of walking you run and jump on Razzles back which caught him off guard soooo you both fall down. ouch. got lots of stares but who cares! 2nd time u refused to get down. The boys would literally have to yank you or pull you away. Tooo comfortable

• you're never by yourself. (Rip free time) 

• stressed out from the boys doing something dumb

• having favorites? Totally not...maybe. 

• you luckily get your own room! But the boys love to bother you still 

• they would teach you lots of Finnish(besides Razzle 😔)even though you did move there you barely picked up the language since you spoke English so the people spoke English back 

• nicknames!! (whatever you like)

• always sharing food and drinks with them no choice. 

• rmr when Mike and Razzle kissed each other to mess w/ppl? You would tease them a lot

• DOING THEIR MAKEUP AND THEY DO URS!

• if they have a girlfriend, you get along with her pretty well like best friends unless they're annoying and only want the boys for money you will immediately handle her yourself 

• you grew up in (wherever ur from) once moving to Finland and London your accent changed

• they're like your own bodyguards at after-parties or when there's a huge mob of paparazzis and fans they’re constantly walking besides u lol

• always makes sure you get love from them. 

• fans have mix feelings about you either they love or hate you. No in between. Getting hate was uncommon and not fun.

they said you were untalented so you decided to prove them wrong 🙏

• you would be a backup singer or guitarist. Can never have enough guitars or bass 😈

(couldn’t help myself BUT) Performing with them would be SO FUN. (need a fic or oneshot of thispleaseplease🙏)

• perfect mini family that would soon crumble away…

[grazi-your-rockette-queen]

heyy love! i saw that youre into hanoi rocks atm and i have the HUUUUUGEST crush on sami so i was wondering if you could write something about sami waking up from having his wisdom teeth taken out (or a minor surgery or something) and being all whiny and teary and cuddly with the reader because of the anaesthesia? he’s just so cute and the thought of him being super needy is sooooo- i hope you like this idea!

AHAHA AW I LOVE THIS and and and listen i just read his book and apparently he had to have his teeth fixed in like the early 90s and it was really bad so this is basically cannon.

this is sfw btw~

you had to wait by the receptionists for nearly three hours. the time was spent flipping through magazines, worrying about sami, who was probably composed of a percentage of anesthetics now, based on the complex run down you’d heard from the dentist. you just hoped he wasn’t in too much pain.

after waiting for hours, the same dentist you’d met at the beginning of his appointment appeared from the hallway, as well as sami who was stumbling behind her. she smiled softly, her eyebrows creased in an almost deprecatory fashion. she calmly explained the work that was done, that he shouldn’t be in pain, and that the anesthetics should wear off fully within an hour or two. following a “good luck”, she retreated down the hallway, leaving you with a confused sami. he recognized your face, a demented expression plastered on his own, which you struggled to not laugh at.

“come on, hon, let’s go.” you put your arm around him gently, trying to get him to move to the car, which happened slowly but surely, and not without you giggling to yourself. you got him in the passenger’s seat and drove home fairly contently.

“my mouth feels like it’s been blown up, do my lips look puffy?” he asked while pouting, in a voice more whiny than usual. you shook your head, doing everything in your willpower to not burst out in laughter over his altered voice and stuporous state. once you got home, you opened the car door for him and he got out, almost falling on you and tipping both of you over. luckily, you caught him and giggled, kissing his head. you helped him stand up, while he looked at you confusedly again, and he seemed to be offended this time. you got him inside and laid him in bed, suggesting you take a nap together. you set a warm cup of tea on the nightstand and climbed under the covers next to him, but he shyed away and whined at your touch.

“sami, what’s wrong?” you sighed and shook his arm playfully. he grunted and buried himself deeper under the covers.

“you were being meaaan.” his slurred words were sweet. “you were laughing at me.” you giggled.

“awww, i’m so sorry baby.” you pled forgiveness, whispering softly in his ear as you practically got on top of him, smothering his hair and face with kisses. he started to laugh quietly and turned to you, nestling his face into your neck and wrapping his arms around your torso tightly. he’d so fast it transitioned from reserved and grumpy to clingy and needy, and you couldn’t help but find it cute. after all, he was your favorite person on the planet.

you tried to hold his body closer to yours, him ending up virtually on top of you now, his head on your chest. you asked him if he was feeling alright and if he needed anything, but he was too tired to answer and fell asleep quickly in your arms, while you continued to gently scatter small kisses to his head.

<3

[depression-c0re]

current!sami yaffa x Michael Monroe’s daughter headcannons also nsfw and big age gap

(I’m sick of waiting for someone to read my other post and write this for me so ima do it even though I suck at writing also I’m writing headcannons bc it’s easier and less work)(also a few details reader is a girl obviously also in the story reader is about 23 just to let y’all know)

warnings⚠️⚠️:age gap, mentions of pedophilia, mentions of pregnancy (I think), smut, maybe some cursing

if I missed any warnings please tell me

-ok starting off you and Sami obviously have a very big age gap around a 37 years actually

-when y’all started dating and you told Michael he obviously freaked out (bc he’s our fav Barbie drama queen)

-also because it’s his daughter is dating one of his best friends who also helped raise her

-it took awhile but sooner or later he came around to it seeing how much Sami loved you and how happy he made you☺️

-now onto y’all’s relationship dynamic

-Sami’s love language is definitely physical touch I see him being to shy for words of affirmation but he’ll do it every once in a while I also feel like he loves gift giving

-he absolutely loves when you hold him and baby him it doesn’t matter how big y’all’s age gap is he still loves being babied by you(no one can change my mind on that)

-speaking of babies if y’all had a kid he would love them so much it’s not even funny

-I have a feeling he’s extremely good with kids idk why

-also he would have the best fashion advice for you like he would always help pick out outfits for you when you don’t know what to wear

-while he helps pick out what you where he also helps you out of it at the end of the night(iykyk)

-you can not tell me this man is not a sucker for tits and thighs bro

-will absolutely suck on your tits and leave hickeys on your tits and thighs

-absolutely loves being bottom his fav position is cowgirl because you can control him or he can control you

-absolutely will not force you to do anything you don’t wanna do and respects you boundaries

-but also will do anything you wanna do kink wise

-like he does not care he will literally try whatever you wanna do with him

-absolutely loves you

-has written many songs about you

-and yes sometimes they get published and Michael has to sing them💀

-when it got revealed to the public y’all were dating every one freaked out some people outa happiness and some in anger

-most people loved y’all’s relationship and their were so many cute post from y’all’s supportive fans saying how cute you and Sami are

-then there were the people posting about y’all’s age gap and how it was pedophilia and shit because he helped raise you but you didn’t care honestly you had Sami and your dad and that’s all you needed

-seeing as you grew up around Sami he knew everything you liked and how you liked it

-he could name your coffee order by heart if you asked him to

-if you had tattoos he would absolutely love them kissing touching and tracing them every time you are together

-always has an arm around you ESPECIALLY at social events that the band is at

-he is definitely overprotective of you not in like a controlling way but in a concerned trying to make sure you don’t get hurt/uncomfortable kind of way

-will absolutely let you sit on his lap(but also his face in the bedroom)

-ALWAYS and I mean always gives you a kiss before and after a concert

-adores when you wear his clothes

-you wanna know a way you can instantly turn him on wear his shirt with just panties on nothing else just his shirt and panties

-he will literally die of hornyness on the spot

-lives for when you braid his hair randomly

-braiding his hair is literally the best way to calm him down if he’s mad upset or stressed about something

ok that’s all for now I might write more later but I have no more ideas if you have any ideas tell me also, I’m sorry for any spelling mistakes. I suck at spelling.

[multifandomrandomgirl]

Just a Kiss - Michael Monroe x reader

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Wordcount: 882

Warnings: slight bad language

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The spare room in Andy McCoy’s house was dimly lit, a street lamp in the distance softly filtered through the old, thin curtains. Muffled music pulsated throughout the house, the bass vibrated through the floorboards. The distant party downstairs reminded Y/N that the world was still spinning even though in the small spare room, it felt as though time had come to a halt.

Michael Monroe, the blond bombshell lead singer of Hanoi Rocks was standing by the window, he took a drag of his cigarette, the smoke curled lazily before it disappeared. Michael’s long hair cascaded over his shoulders but the usual charismatic glimmer in his eyes was gone.

Y/N was sitting on the edge of the bed, a lump formed in her throat. She’d always found herself drawn to Michael like a moth to a lamp/ Not because of his fame or his looks, but because he made her feel alive and free. That had all changed tonight and Y/N couldn’t understand why.

“Why did you do it?” Y/N finally bit the bullet and ended the silence between them.

“It’s just a kiss, what’s the big deal?” Michael didn’t turn to look at Y/N. He took another drag of his cigarette.

“Just a kiss?” Y/N echoed, tears stung at her eyes in disbelief. “How can you say that?”

“What more do you want me to say?” He finally turns to look at her, his eyes cold and empty. “That it meant something? That I felt something? It was just a fucking kiss.” His voice was emotionless.

“It wasn’t just a kiss, Michael. Not to me.” Y/N stood up, her body trembling.

“You’re being ridiculous. We kissed. That’s it. Don’t make it into something it isn’t.” Michael rolled his eyes.

“Why are you doing this?” Y/N asked, her voice breaking. She was shocked at how indifferent he was acting. “Why are you acting like you don’t care?”

“Because I don’t fucking care,” Michael spat. “I already told you that.”

“Liar,” Y/N whispered, his words hitting her hard. “You’re not as cold as you try to make people believe. You’re lying.”

“You know nothing about me.” He laughed bitterly.

“What are you so afraid of? Tell me.” Y/N pleaded, taking a step closer to him.

Michael looked at her, and for a split second, his mask slipped away. Y/N briefly saw some vulnerability on his face. Then, it disappeared.

“There’s nothing to tell,” Michael snapped. “What you see is what you get with me. I never promised you anything, and don’t think I will now.”

Y/N felt her heart shatter at his words. She wanted to cry, to hiy him, make him feel the pain she felt as his words stabbed her like a knife. But she couldn’t. She knew that no matter how much it pained her, no matter how deep the cuts were from his words, she couldn’t ever hate him. Y/N loved Michael, the cruelest twist life had thrown at her.

“I thought I meant something to you, I thought we meant something.” Y/N whispered, a few tears rolled down her cheeks.

Michael shrugged, not looking at her.

“How can you just stand there and act like we don’t matter, like I don’t matter?” Her voice rose.

Michael sighed, a hand ran through his blond locks. “Because it’s easier like this. It’s easier to pretend that this was just a kiss, if I admit it was more, then what? What do we do? My life doesn’t really allow space for a relationship.”

Y/N stared at him, his words and the truth behind them seemed to suffocate her. She knew he was telling the truth, his chaotic Rockstar lifestyle had no room for stability or love, but it still hurt her.

“So that’s it?” She asked quietly. “You’re going to walk away and act like this never happened?”

“It’s better, for both of us.” Michael nodded.

Y/N’s heart sank as she realised he’d made up his mind and convinced himself that this was the only way. She was willing to fight for him, but he wasn’t. It wouldn’t make a difference anymore.

“Goodbye, Michael.” Y/N whispered, more tears streaming down her face as she made her way to the door.

Michael didn’t respond, he watched her go to leave. Y/N’s hand hovered on the doorknob momentarily, her mind in turmoil of whether or not she should continue to fight, Y/N stepped out into the hallway, closing the door behind her. It felt like the final nail in the coffin. She loved him, with everything she had, more than anything, but it wasn’t enough. Y/N broke down in the hallway.

Michael was still frozen inside the room where she had left him, his heart ached. He’d done what he thought was right, what he thought would protect you and him. But now, he felt like he had made the biggest mistake of his life.

“It was just a kiss.” He whispered to himself, trying to make himself believe that he was right. The words hung in the empty air, meaningless.

Deep down inside, Michael knew that it was more than just a kiss and that he was the world’s biggest idiot.

[nyxnygma]

Can you right something for Sami Yaffa having their first time with reader?? 🤍🤍

Like a Virgin || Sami Yaffa

[Virgin!Sami Yaffa x AFAB!Reader]

Summary: Reader finds out their dear friend, Sami, is a Virgin

Warnings: loss of virginity,smut,penetration

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A/N: I don’t think I’ve written the word ‘Virgin’ so many times in my life. Also rereading the request I think you meant for them both being virgins so oops. Sami acts a bit softer than he usually does but just roll with it.

Sami and you were sat beside each other talking about anything. The two of you decided to stay at the flat rather than going to the same pub you got to every day with the rest of the band. Somehow the conversation turned into talking about old memories and exes.

“Remember when you kissed that girl that Razzle had his eye on,” you giggled at the thought, “what was her name? Evie?”

“Yeah it was Eve,” Sami nodded, “and it was more than one kiss.”

“You mean you kissed multiple times or you did more than kissing?” You were laughing at his antics.

“Nah just made out,” he shook his head.

The more you thought about it the more you realise Sami is the only one out of the boys that does not talking about sex. You didn't know if it was appropriate to ask, but Sami didn't seem to be resisting your questions. "You don't have to answer if this is too personal, but have you actually ever...?"

He took a deep breath in, trying to determine your intentions. There wasn't anything but purity in your eyes, absolutely no judgment. "No." He embarrassingly admitted. "I know it's weird because I'm nearly 20. I don’t think many people see me in that way.”

"I don't think it's weird at all," you informed him, watching his gaze snap back up to meet yours. “But I highly doubt that no one's thought of you that way. I mean your about to become a rockstar!”

Sami looked like it was information he'd never heard before. "Really?"

There was no hesitance in your answer. "I know so." It was a little bit of a leap of faith, but Sami was right in front of you, and you were feeling brave.

"Thank you, Y/n." He replied.

You shook your head, reaching out to touch his hand. "You deserve someone sweet to do all that with when the time is right." You assured him with a smile.

Sami breathed out a shaky breath, diving right in the deep end. "You?" His voice was high-pitched like he was a teenage boy with voice cracks.

The surprised look on your face wasn't something you could control. "Me?" You asked rhetorically. "Are you sure?"

He was avoiding all eye contact, his attention on his lap with a bright red blush painting his cheeks. Never have you seen someone so beautiful. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"

You cut him off before he could continue, placing a gentle finger on his lips. Sami’s eyes crossed as he looked at it the most adorable way before flicking up to meet yours. "I'm not saying no."

"So, you're saying yes?" The musician asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

Sami shook his head, blue eyes widening. "I want to." He replied without hesitation, but the uncertainty quickly sunk in. "I really don't know how."

Leaning forward, you grabbed his nervous hands, placing them on your waist. You softly held his cheek, tenderly placing your lips on his. Sami leaned into it, his nerves melting as he kissed you back. When you went to pull back, he reconnected your lips, not wanting to stop kissing you.

There was still one unfinished piece of business on his mind that was slightly distracting him from giving you everything. Hurriedly, he moved his head back, making you worry you’d done something wrong.

"I have to tell you something." Sami declared. You nodded, stroking your thumb over his cheekbones. "I think I might, um, love you." He stopped looking at you after that, only focusing on his lap.

He was just too cute, a fact you would never get over. "You think, or you know?" You joked, earning half a smile from the bassist. "I hope you know I love you just as much."

Again, he looked like he didn't believe you. "I- ar-are you sure?" He asked, not giving you time to answer as he quickly dived into reasons you shouldn't love him. "People usually like the other boys in the band-"

"You're the cutest, most amazing person I know. Only idiots favour you last." You cut him off, concerned he couldn't see just how perfect he was. "I love you, Sam, and I'm not going to stop.”

"Thank you," Sami replied, leaning closer again to kiss you. More confidently, he moved his hands to place on your cheeks, curling his fingers around the base of your neck. He kissed you harder that time, with more passion than you’d ever experienced.

Kissing him back, you experimentally darted your tongue out, tracing it around his bottom lip before slipping it into his mouth. Sami mewled at the sensation, not letting it deter him from making out with you. There wasn't any hurriedness in the kiss, both of you just taking your time.

You could feel his fingers getting clammy, more hesitantly touching your skin, but you knew what he wanted. You placed your hands on top of his, moving them off you face and onto your tits.

When you pulled back for air, his eyes were wide, darting down to you chest. "You're too cute," You told him, trying to get your heart rate level.

Sami blushed at your comment, keeping his hands where they were. "We should go to my bedroom, right?" He asked, unsure.

"Sure, hun." You agreed, getting off the sofa before taking his hand. You knew where it was, making your way through the messy flat and pushing open the door. It wasn't a room you’d been in.

Dropping his hands, you stood up on your tiptoes, looping your arms around his neck, and kissed him. Sami’s hands landed on her breasts, experimentally squeezing them. Lightly, you moaned, giving him the assurance it was okay.

Pulling away from his lips, you trailed your kisses gently across his jawline. You relished in every high-pitch moan he let out when you sucked harder. Against up your lower stomach, you could feel the hardening in his pants.

"You're so precious, Sami," You told him, breaking away to unbutton the buttons from the bottom of his shirt. Blushing bright red, Sam helped you take off his own shirt. You took off your own, not missing the way he gawked.

With some newfound confidence, Sami kissed down your neck, trying to replicate the pleasure you gave him. You could sense he was being spurred on by your moans.

You pulled Sami’s hips onto you by the belt loop of his pants, walking your fingers down to place your palm over his length. He whimpered right onto your neck, the sound vibrating through you.

Unbuttoning then unzipping his pants, you pulled them with his boxers, leaving him bare. You palmed him up and down, each time drawing out the same whimper.

His breathing had already sped up, panting out uneven breaths above you. Your gaze was fixed on him, watching as his eyes lulled closed and he traced his tongue around his parted lips.

"Feels good." He declared, voice a higher pitch than you had ever heard.

With your free hand, you stroked across his cheek. “Tell me if you don't like something, okay?"

"Yeah. Don't think there's anything you could do that I wouldn't like." Sami mentioned, only making you smile more.

"You ready for more?" You asked him.

Sami whimpered before he replied. "Please."

Taking your hand off him, you nodded towards the bed. "Lay down, baby."

He nodded, kicking off his pants and laying down while resting on his elbows. You took off your own pants and underwear set, walking over to him.

Sami didn't know where to look, his eyes darting all over your body in the most flattering way. It was the most immense confidence boost. "You're so beautiful, the most stunning."

"Thank you," You replied, kissing him softly as you placed your knees on one side of his body. "Are you ready?" You asked him, keeping your face close to his.

Sami quickly nodded. "Please." He said, already a little breathless.

You swung your knee to the other side of his hips, locking eyes with him as you sunk down onto his cock. Sami wasn't sure there was any better feeling, and he could tell why Nasty did it so often. The soft warmth of your cunt felt infinitely better than his hand.

The other thing he was enjoying was the blissed-out look on your face. Your mouth was open, your head thrown back, and your eyes half-closed. Sami had always thought you looked beautiful, but he'd never be able to get over how you looked at that moment.

"Jesus, Sami, so big." You moaned, unintentionally filling him with confidence.

Sami’s thorough pleasure only increased when you began to move, slowly bouncing up and down. He hadn't even noticed how loud his moans were until you started to match them.

His attention was desperately flicking between where you were connected and your boobs that were bouncing up and down. Shyly, he reached out to cup them in his hands. You leaned forward, resting your weight on your elbows on either side of his head.

Sami flicked his thumb over your hardened nipples, noticing how it made you tighten slightly around him. "Fuck. ‘M not gonna last much longer." Sami whimpered, knowing the tightening feeling in his stomach. He felt like everything inch of his skin was red hot, only driving him closer to an orgasm.

"Me too." You agreed, biting your lip. You took one of his hands in yours and placed his finger on your clit, moving it around in circles until he was doing it himself. "Fu-fuck. Y-you're incredible at that." You complimented, feeling yourself very near to the peak of your orgasm.

As soon as you tightened around him, Sami spilled inside you, his whole body tensing. That was all it took for you to cum, the pulsing around him providing him with extra stimulation.

You shifted off him, flopping down onto the sheets right next to him. When you turned to look at him, Sami was softly smiling. "You doing okay?" You asked, knowing how sensitive he probably was feeling.

“Mhm,” he nodded.

You matched his smile and leant forward to catch his lips in a kiss. "I'm just gonna go to the bathroom." You told him, scooting off the bed and walking to the bathroom.

Sami was watching you when you walked back in. "Y/n?"

"Yeah?" You replied, slightly concerned he wasn't feeling okay. You grabbed your own shirt to put back on, feeling the room getting colder.

"Can you stay the night?" Sami asked delicately, stopping staring at the ceiling in favor of looking at you.

You couldn't believe how unbelievably soft he was. He really was one of a kind. You leaned down to kiss him. "Of course," You assured him.

Walking over to his closet, you looked for something to wear. You turned around with a jumper you wouldn't have guessed he owned in your hands. "Can I wear this?" You asked.

"Yeah." Sami nodded quickly.

You got under the warm cover next to him. Sami clung to your side like a baby koala, enjoying you stroke your fingers through his hair. You talked about your relationship, but also whatever else came to mind until Sami eventually fell asleep with his arms around you and you could stare at his pretty, sleeping face.

[psych0-str1ngs]

Wet Dreams- Sami Yaffa x reader

Authors Note: I'm a total slut for Sami, I can't even lie to you, I would bang that man everyday all day if I could.

Warnings: Unprotected Sex, P inV smut, Oral, m receiving, Cussing, very little dialogue

You stared up at the ceiling, completely and utterly bored, your boyfriend Sami, was fast asleep next you. It was about 2 in the morning, and just a few short hours ago, you and Sami were at a pub with his bandmates.

It was a regular occurrence that Sami would drag you with him to pubs with his band, you loved that he wanted to spend time with you, if even if it was with his bandmates. You'd never admit but sometimes you just wanted to stay home, it wasn't that you didn't like the rest Hanoi rocks, because they were your best friends, it could all just be a little much.

You were broken out of your thoughts when Sami shifted onto his back, letting out little snores. He mumbled something in Finnish, it was something you couldn't understand. You leaned closer

"Sami?" You whispered.

No answer. You shrugged before leaning your head on his chest, his long arms wrapped around you, Sami's body twisting to face yours, he threw his leg over your hip. You giggled softly, he was such a teddy bear, even in his sleep. Your right cheek pressed against his bare chest, you started to get sleepy, your eyes struggling to stay open. Just a few short seconds later, Sami let out a little moan, your eyes shot open.

well there goes all chances of sleeping, you thought to yourself. You moved to your other side, your ass pressed up against Sami. His hand went to your hip. You shifted a little bit, trying to get as close to Sami as possible. You soon realized he was hard, his sleepy form pulling you close against him.

You stared at the wall, wide-eyed. Sami face pressed against your back, his lips pressed against the nape of your neck, you shivered.

"Sami?" You called out again, your nails scratching lightly at his arm.

"Mmm," He mumbled. "Yes love"

"Are you uhm," you paused, thankful that it was dark in the room, otherwise he would more than likely notice your blush. "Having issues?"

He giggled a bit before kissing your shoulder.

"Possibly," His soft voice spoke out. "Help me?"

You turned your face to see his, the moon light provided just enough light for you to see his blue eyes stare at yours lovingly. You planted a soft kiss to his lips before lightly pushing him onto his back. You worked your way down his body, leaving little kisses and bite marks here and there. You pressed your soft, tiny fingers to his bulge, a tent in his boxers. You looked up at him, his eyes screwed shut, his chest heaving up and down somewhat quickly.

You grabbed the hem of his black boxer shorts, his hips lifted up slightly, you pulled them down, his length slapping against his stomach. You grabbed his shaft, your mouth salivating at the sight. You pumped him up and down slowly.

"F-faster please," Sami looking down at you.

You moved your hand faster, his legs starting to shake, you pulled away quickly, giving him a few seconds to process what had happened.

"wha- why'd you sto-" His voice faltered after feeling your warm mouth wrap around him, he let out a soft moan.

His hand reached down, fingers tangling in your hair, pulling lightly. You reached up, using your hands to pump what you couldn't fit in your mouth. You locked eyes with him, his cheeks lightly tinted pink, he smiled at you lovingly. You let off of him, sliding him out of your mouth with a pop. He sat up against the headboard, watching you take off your tank top, leaving you in just your white thong, and bra. You climbed on to him, legs on either side of him. His long fingers gripped your hips softly. You sat right above his length, kissing him gently.

"You look so gorgeous my love," He spoke, pushing his face into your neck, leaving love bites on every inch of skin he could reach.

"I love you Sam," You shifted, your entrance just above his length, you sat down slowly, giving yourself a moment to adjust to his size before rocking slowly. You moaned lightly, taking in the sight of Sami. His half lidded eyes watching you slide up and down on him. He moaned, leaning forward again to unclasp your bra, pulling it off of your arms. His mouth quickly found your left nipple, taking it in his mouth and sucking lightly, his hand twisted your right nipple. You moaned again, moving slightly faster.

"Y/n, I love you so much, so so so so much," He spoke softly, leaning against the headboard, panting.

"I love you too," Your hips moved up and down. You tightened around him.

"Oh god Sam," His tip hitting your g-spot every time. "I'm so close"

"Me too pupu" He moaned, you let him take control, he flipped you both, you were now on your back. He thrusted into you, leaning down to kiss you deeply, your legs wrapped around his waist. His hips started to falter, he moaned, quickly pulling out and letting his seed coat your stomach, before pushing back in and giving you slow, deep thrusts, letting you cum on his length. He pulled out, and leaned his head on your chest, breathing heavily, his long black hair spilled over your body. He kissed your chest, not caring that cum was now coating both of your bodies.

"Shower?" His pale blue eyes looked up at you, full of nothing but love.

"Of course," You kissed his forehead, watching him get up, extending his large hand to you. You scooted off the mattress, grabbing his hand and standing. Your legs shook, Sami smirked down at you.

"what are you smirking at Mr. ?" you smiled at him.

"Oh nothing my love," He took your hand and led you to the bathroom.

The end!!!!!

[tobybestupid]

Hi<3 Can you please write a nsfw alphabet for Sami Yaffa? He’s so underrated😭

Take care🫶

OMG OFC I LOVE SAMI SM!!!

NSFW Alphabet - Sami Yaffa (Hanoi Rocks)

Tw:

A = Aftercare

Sami boy loves taking care of you, will get in a bath you and just whisper sweet things as he cleaning you off <3

B = Body part

His favorite body parts on you is your mouth, he's pounding in and out of you and needs somewhere to kiss? Right on the lips.

C = Cum

He likes to cum on your pretty face, definitely will you clean off after though :3

D = Dirty Secret

Wants to team tag you with Andy C:

E = Experience

He's decently experienced, definitely scared/nervous of hurting you though so he'll constantly ask if you're okay<3

F = Favourite Position

He probably likes bending you over stuff like the couch, Michaels bed, your bed ECT :3

G = Goofy

He tries to be serious he's just nervous asf

H = Hair

Feel like he'd be decently groomed, small happy trail, not much hair.

I = Intimacy

Man treats you like a goddess, whispering sweet things into your ear, praising you!!! >:3

J = Jack Off

He probably jacks off quite a bit on tour, of your there with him have a fun time trying to walk. Sami's more..not himself on tour.

K = Kink

Sami soooooo has a breeding kink, like he's so nice about it. Poor baby just wants to fill you up over and over :3

L = Location

Michaels bed. Jk...well, he would to it there once or three times...maybe more.

M = Motivation

Lap dance, god, and praising him? Calling him a good boy? He can't help himself.

N = NO

Hurt you, he doesn't want to hurt you at all.

O = Oral

He LOVES receiving head, (also loves giving it, amazing tricks with his tongue) anyway. He loves watch you attempt to take his entire thing, god it's lovely.

P = Pace

He's slow, patient with you if you don't want hard. Will be hard and fast if you want it.

Q = Quickie

Doesn't enjoy quickies, would rather pleas you all night long.

R = Risk

Michaels bed, tour bus, living room...need I say more??

S = Stamina

He can't last very long, maybe 2-3 rounds, poor baby gets tired quickly :(

T = Toy

Owns vibrators for you, and a Fleshlight he uses on tour :3

U = Unfair

Loves teasing you, so unfair with you. Loves teasing and touching sensitive spots and not letting you cum, loves it :3

V = Volume

He whimpers, can't change my mind. Whimpers and groans .

W = Wild Card

Loves to be submissive, just doesn't show it at all.

X = X-Ray

He's decently big, maybe 7-7½? Pretty girthy though, not much hair like earlier said; little happy trail. Has like two veins.

Y = Yearning

Not very high, he can only last about 3 round.

Z = ZZZ

Will clean you, then fall asleep right after, but ofc he cuddles you<3

[unknownperson246]

could you do a Mick Mars smut please wear Mick drives you into overstimulation? Daddy kink

Heyyy sorry it’s late hope you enjoy it!

Your Doing Great For Me

Words: 364

Warnings: *smut* *p in v* *daddy kink* *overstimulation*

You and Mick are sitting outside in the sun it’s bright and warm you feel a cool breeze across your body. You are feeling excited and happy because it's the summer. You have so many things planned out to do with Mick. You and Mick want to go on vacation to the Bahamas. Mick suddenly Mick carries you inside the house. 

“Mick, where are you taking me?” you excitedly squeal. 

He puts you on the bed and starts to kiss your neck which is starting to turn you on. 

“Oh I know what you want Daddy’ you smirk

You take your clothes off and you start to unbutton Mick’s black shirt. You guys don’t waste any time and you guys start to go at it. He shoves himself into you roughly.

You let out a moan you're in pain 

“Mick stop being rough” you cry out in pain. 

He smacks your thigh.

“That's not my name” he grunts.

“You can take it, sweetheart, you could take it before”  he groans in pleasure while he is inside of you.

Mick starts to grind his hips with yours faster and faster. 

“Daddy stop it your hurting me” you moan

 “Shh it's okay you're doing great for me,” Mick says.

You want more but you feel overstimulated and it’s hurting you but you don't want him to ever stop. The pain you feel is pleasurable and you want more. 

“Oh Daddy” you let out a grasp of air. 

“Daddy I'm going to come” you moan in pain

“I know” he grunts.

Your legs start to shake and your head falls back. Your wet pussy clenches around Mick’s cock. 

“You are so tight” Mick groans in pleasure. 

You finally release the sweet juice Mick wanted from you. Mick groans in pleasure and he releases his wet load into you. You start to moan in pain again. 

“Daddy that hurt a lot,” you say after he takes himself out of you.

"You did great for me, Y/N," he says in a soft tone.

You put your clothes back on, and then he helps you in the shower so he can take care of the pain that he caused.

[samicoke]

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Rules ⚝

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Will not write: smut(no hate to writers that do write it) or disgusting topics. Your request will be deleted. 😊

In your request, lmk if you want it to be based off the movie or irl(for mayhem). atp it’s two different things. I don’t mind writing series so feel free to send some! 

note - some will be in 1st pov others will be in 3rd pov.

• Euronymous | Mayhem 

• Dead | Mayhem | Morbid 

• Necrobutcher | Mayhem 

• Varg | Mayhem | Burzum 

(any members of Mayhem included)

Others: Rock, Black Metal & Metal bands

MAYHEM 🦇

Varg Vikernes: “With You.” (F & Rm)

Pelle ohlin: “Fallen For You.”(F) | “Final Goodbye.” (A)

Øystien aarseth: none

METALLICA 🎸

Lars Ulrich: “Jealousy” (A ->F)

HANOI ROCKS 🪩

Micheal monroe: “Fresh Start” (A -> F)

GUNS N ROSES 🥀

Axl rose: “Acceptance” (P) || “Supportive” (P)

DARKTHRONE 🕷️

Nocturnal culto: “Empty Field.” (F)

nothing so far…

Micheal monroe — “Silly days” (✶)

Razzle Dingely — “Silly Days” (✶)

Slash — “Disappearance” (A)

• author notes •

Request are open! Tysm 4 ur kind words!

Dividers creds: user drizztdohurtin

f-fluff - comforting, heartwarming a-angst - arguments, heartbreak, sad stuff p-platonic sibling/family/band members rm-romance - dates, first times, d-drama - fights (lol), drama w/diff ppl ✶ - extra, random, funny (?) idk

[skinomyteethh]

Can you write giving Sami his first blowjob? Thank you I love your writing so far 💕

blow him away

pairing; sami yaffa x fem! reader

summary; giving sami his first blowjob!

contains/warnings; oral (male receiving), slight face fucking

authors note; i was supposed to post this yesterday but i got caught up watching the live action one piece

he had always been a very quiet and reserved boy, he sat in the middle of the class and never bothered anyone. that's what she seemed to enjoy most about him, he wasn't obnoxious or always craving to be the center of attention. his messy black hair and pretty, puppy like blue eyes were absolutely captivating, he was adorable and she just had to have him.

sami was not the type of guy to sexually fantasize about a woman who had no idea of his existence or who he at least thought had no idea of his existence, but he was absolutely in love with her and her beauty. throughout the span of their second fall semester at college he surprisingly befriended her.

eventually, the innocent friendship turned into a romance. he hadn't felt fully ready to make the first move, yet he pondered what her pretty pinkish lips would look like wrapped around his cock, as time progressed the thought of it drove him absolutely insane and in a span of a few weeks he was finally ready to make the next move.

his pale back rested against the cool, neatly stacked pillows. [name]'s hand trailed down his bare chest, down to the belt wrapped around his pants. Sami's breath hitched as he felt her soft, delicate fingers slowly undo his belt spontaneously while maintaining eye-contact with him. it was evident that the whole situation aroused him, the bulge in his briefs was rather prominent, a dark, wet spot forming on his undergarments where his tip rested.

she pulled down his briefs, his lengthy and rather girthy cock slapped against his stomach. Sami quickly shut his eyes, feeling the cold air hit his sensitive tip. dribbles of pre-cum spilt messily from his slit as she wrapped her arm around the base of his cock, stroking up and down, he thumb circling the bright, angry red tip.

small moans escaped his pretty, soft lips, shortly after those gorgeous moans shifted into a loud whine as she removed her hand, sliding herself down and in-between his thighs, once again grabbing the base of his dick, wrapping her pinkish lips around the tip, teasingly sucking and licking it. Sami's hand inched down, pulling on the roots of [name]'s hair, slowly pushing her head down in desperation, this pathetic, whiny baby wanted more, so much more.

"[name]...please.." he pleaded, despite his previous actions her head hadn't moved at all, and after what felt like hours she moved her head further down on his cock, her nose brushing against his stubbly shaven pubic hair. a myriad of moans and random noises of mere pleasure escaped his lips as [name] moved her head up and down in a somewhat skillful motion. occasionally, she'd lick a stripe from the base of his dick up to the tip.

she glanced up at Sami with innocent eyes, signaling to him that he could fuck her mouth. his hips thrusted upwards desperately, almost as if he was chasing his orgasm. he looked absolutely ethereal as he threw his head back and halted his movement, breathing heavily. Sami was far too dazed to continue. [name] began to incline her head up and down his length once again, drawing him incredibly close.

after a couple minutes Sami's fingers tangled themselves in her hair, tightly grabbing the roots and holding her in place as he released his warm seed down her throat. she pulled away shortly after, coughing slightly as she collected any droplets of his cum that had dripped down her chin and on the corners of her mouth.

[name] brought her finger up to his mouth, prompting him to taste himself. he hesitantly leaned his head forward, opening his mouth, sticking his pinkish tongue out, licking the remaining cum off of her fingers.

"you're such a good boy Sami, you did so good."

[samiwife]

The Anti-Social Girl ੈ✩‧₊˚ (Sami Yaffa x Reader)

A/N: This is my first Hanoi Rocks fanfic so if it's bad I'm so sorry, also pls send a request because I would love to do more of these. <3

𓆩♡𓆪= Smut

ੈ✩‧₊˚= Fluff

⋆ ★= Angst

Parties were never your thing. You preferred to stay home and watch tv and read. So when your friends dragged you out of your room to go to a downtown party of another friend. You weren't really fond of it but you still came along because they promised to take you home early.

"C'mon Y/N! It'll be fun! Plus, we'll take you home early if you don't have fun." They said to you, your face unfazed by their pleas. But, eventually, you caved and said yes. Your friends cheered and an hour of getting ready later. You were set to head out. You wore a short light pink sparkly halter dress with white high heels. An outfit a bit out of your comfort zone since you always wore oversized band tees and shorts. But, it was nice to wear something fancy once and a while. While your friends drove you to the party, you sat in the backseat thinking to yourself

"I'm not going to have fun, I'll be bored out of my mind." You looked out the window, passing by all the luxury buildings and apartments. Until you eventually reached the party. You stepped out of the car and walked forward to the house where the party was located. When you walked through the door, the music immediately started blaring and you can see red solo cups everywhere with beer cans. You were also not fond of drinking. All in all, you just weren't a party person.

You walked passed blackout drunks sleeping on couches and couples kissing on tables. You just wanted out. You walked to a nearby corner and stood there checking your phone while the music still blared in your ears. After a few minutes of nothing, you decided to grab some water from the kitchen nearby. You walked over and grabbed an empty solo cup and filled it with water from the sink. As you sipped the water, a tall figure started walking towards you. It was a dude who was completely drunk. You could smell it on his breath and you can also see by the way he walks.

"Hey pretty lady, you came here alone?" He started with a slurred speech from drinking. You were disgusted by his breath. You stepped back a bit.

"Uh no, I came here with my friends." You said with confidence and still keeping the distance between you and the drunk guy. However, that distance was soon gone when he stepped closer causing you to back up even further. But, you couldn't back up any further since now you were pinned against the kitchen counter and him.

"A hot girl like you shouldn't be all alone since there are drunks around that could hurt you." The man says still being too close for comfort. You became nervous now since he was so close for comfort and he was being super creepy.

"You have such a nice body too, such slender hips and nice thighs. It would be a shame for your body to go to waste." The man said in a deep tone, you gulped and tried to scoot away with no avail. You felt more uncomfortable than before. You just wanted to get away from this guy and go home. As you were thinking that, you saw another figure come up and yank the dude off of you. The guy who saved you wasn't as tall as the drunk but he still was tall. He had dark hair that went to his shoulders and not to mention his hair was kinda curly. He also wore a leather jacket with tight black jeans.

"Hey! Can't you see she's not interested." The raven-haired boy said to the drunk guy. The drunk guy scoffed and turned his head to look at the raven-haired boy. The drunk guy looked up and down and chuckled at him.

"Huh and how do you know? She's so into me. She's been standing here the whole time listening. And plus why do you care? So get lost fuckwad." The drunk said to the raven-haired boy. The raven-haired boy rolled his eyes and then his eyes widen a bit. Kinda like he had an idea that went off in his head.

"Well that's my girlfriend you're hitting on, so I suggest you back off or you're going to be on the ground." The raven-haired boy states with such confidence. Your eyes widen, you were shocked by his claim but you decide to play along to get yourself out of this situation.

"Is this true? Is this loser your boyfriend?" The drunk guy asks you making sure the raven-haired boy wasn't lying. You smiled and scooted closer to the raven-haired boy. You wrapped your arms around the raven-haired boy's arm and cuddled next to him.

"Yes, that's what I've been trying to tell you. But you just wouldn't listen." You said while still having your arms wrapped around him. The raven-haired boy smiled and his cheeks flushed red. After a few seconds of silence, the drunk guy stumbled away leaving you and the raven-haired boy alone. You quickly unwrapped your arms and sighed.

"Thank you so much, that dude was a total creep so I appreciate this." You said with such relief in your voice. The raven-haired boy smiled and held your hand to comfort you. You looked up to get a better look at him. Damn, he was beautiful. He had shiny blue eyes that were laced with black eyeliner. His lips were nice and plump. His hair was kinda messy but in a good way. No doubt you were falling for him hard.

"Well, I'm glad I can help in any way I can. I hate to see creeps making girls uncomfortable especially ones who are gorgeous like you." He said with a smile. You felt your heart beat race fast but not in a threatening way. It was beating in a lovey-dovey way.

"I'm Y/N by the way." You said with a smile back. He chuckled and looked into your eyes. His eyes were so pure and beautiful that you felt like you can stare at them all day and night.

"I'm Sami nice to meet you Y/N." He said while shaking your hand. Even his hands were enough to make you faint. They were warm and not sweaty at all. To you, Sami was so perfect and you were wondering if you can stay longer at the party to talk to him.

"If you want Sami, we could hang out somewhere else maybe upstairs where there are fewer people." You said while still maintaining eye contact with him. Sami smiled and took your hand and led you upstairs to a bedroom. You assumed it was his because he seemed too comfortable walking in. In the room, Sami closed the door behind him and sat on the bed next to you. In the corner of his room, there was a single bass guitar.

"You play bass?" You asked while pointing at the bass in the room. Sami smiled and stood up and walked to the bass. He picked up the bass and held it in his arms. He played a few cords and smiled.

"Yeah, I do, in fact, I'm in a band actually," Sami said with such pureness in his voice, which caused you to blush a little. Then you chuckled and said, "Can you play a song for me?" Sami looked up and blushed. He nodded and held his bass in his hands and played a couple notes from a song you didn't recognize. You listened while he played. You were impressed by how he can play. It was nice and smooth and catchy. After the song was over, Sami looked up to see your reaction. You were smiling widely while blushing. You clapped your hand to applaud him on his song.

"Whoo yeah! That sounded amazing. What song is that?" You asked with your arms crossed across your chest. Sami looked down again and smiled. "It's a song me and my bandmates were writing but we haven't released it yet." You were amazed by his bass playing. "You should release it, it sounds great!" You said with a smile. Sami walked over to sit next to you. You can tell he was blushing because of your comment. "You really think so?" Sami said while caressing your hand. You looked down then back up at Sami.

"Yeah, I really think so." You said. Sami then gently grabs your chin and pulls you in closer to him. You closed your eyes, and soon your lips met with Sami's. His lips were soft just like you assumed. Then the kiss deepened and soon Sami's hands were on your thigh gently caressing them. You pulled away and looked at Sami. Sami was still blushing while having his hand on your thighs. You leaned in for another kiss until you heard a loud voice calling out your name.

"Y/N! Y/N! Where are you? We gotta go now!" One of your friends called out. You sighed and looked at Sami. Sami looked kinda sad you had to go, but you assured him that he'd see you again.

"Don't be sad, you'll see me again. Sami." You said with a wide smile. Sami stood up and held your hands. He looked like he wanted you to stay longer with him but unfortunately, you had to go. Then an idea popped into your head. On a nearby table in the room, there was a pen and paper. You walked over to the pen and paper and wrote your phone number on it. Then you ripped that small portion you wrote on and handed it to Sami. Sami smiled and opened it.

"Call me kultaseni." You said while walking to him. You stood in front of him for a few seconds and then you gently pulled him in for one last kiss before you left. Then you walked out the door while turning to look at him. Sami's face was bright like a tomato. And he had a slight lipstick stain on his lips from your kiss. Your friends saw you coming down the stairs with smeared lipstick.

"What the hell happened to you? I thought parties weren't your thing." One of your friends said as you got into the car. You giggled and smiled while looking down at your lap. The thought of Sami made you want to get out more to see him.

"Well, I guess parties aren't so bad after all." You said with a slight giggle in your voice while wiping the smeared lipstick off your face

[peacesells-imbuying]

Can I have a fic where Nasty has a crush on a fem reader but doesn't realize it so he mistakes it for disliking them because he feels sick (like nauseous) around them. And he tells Razzle and Sami about it and they laugh at him (That's mostly Razzle probably) and then explain that Nasty probably likes reader. So Nasty attempts to ask reader out on multiple occasions but something always goes wrong so eventually he gives up and Razzle tells reader that Nasty likes her because he could not stand for the awkwardness between them to continue.

Literally screaming. This sounds so 😩 tysm enjoy! Heads up quite I get carried away with details.. info blog | masterlist

You hunged out with Hanoi Rocks as long as Nasty could remember. It started in 1987, Sami and Andy introduced you to the band. Mike loved you and so did the others evantually, friendships started to bloom. Now its 1982, what year to be alive. 

Nasty and you are good friends, wouldn't say close like Sami, but close enough for no awkwardness in the air. Originally Nasty was a bit awkward around you, not cause he ever talk to a girl before but because you were just so bubbly! Always smiling and uplifting around everyone, similar to Razzle. Sunshine duo or whatever fan came up with. 

Now he was more comfortable around you. Lots of approvmemt, yeah you were so proud of yourself until recently...guess you were wrong. In reality poor Nasty could not figure out his feelings for you. 

"Hey Nasty." A smile was plastered on your face like your good friend Steven from GN'R. "Hey." Nasty instantly felt like throwing up. He always felt sick around you. "Excuse me." Nasty rushed to the bathroom but it disappeared. If he wanted to know what was happening, he was going to need some help. 

"Guys..." Sami and Razzle sat on the couch beforehand in their own cnversation, but once they heard Nasty's serious combined worried tone they completely stopped. "What's wrong?" Sami immediately asked. "Whenever I'm around Y/n...I get this feeling. A bad one, I'm always sick! But when I leave her, all of it goes away and I'm back to my normal self. What-" They laughed a bit to loud. "What's so funny?" Nasty didn't understand what was funny in a situation like this. Sami sighed while Razzle giggled often. 

"Nasty...man. You like her." They laughed again for good. "Huh?" Razzle decided to explain first. "You get "sick" because you're nervous around her mate." Sami nodded adding on. "Exactly. You need to calm down around her. Try asking her out." They were right. "Ask her out? How?" Razzle hummed for a bit. "Nothin' fancy. Just say it straight forward." Nasty mentally took note. "Thank you so much." Sami and Razzle looked at each other with a laugh "No problem!" 

He thought it would be easy. "Hey Y/n.." You both were backstage, Hanoi Rocks was going to perform in 10 minutes. "I was wondering-" "Y/n, Mike is asking for extra help." A staff called her away. "Alright, sorry Nasty. Ask again later." So he did. Second attempt was at a park. "Y/n..do you-well would you-" He became awkward. "Hey!" Sami stole her drink and she chased him. Nasty was upset the rest of the day. Final attempt. A party.  "Y/n, can I take you out? Like a date!" The music was so loud and he was a bit drunk. "What!" "Nothing." Nasty sighed walking away to find Mike. 

Razzle loved his friends with all his heart. But he could not stand the awkwardness between the both of you. He needed to intervene or nothing was going to happen. "Y/n. I'm sorry, but I cant handle all this awkwardness anymore. Nasty likes you and wants to ask you out. Alright, see ya!" You were red as a pepper. 

"Nasty. I would like to go on a date with you." Nasty was flabbergasted. "How-" "You're welcome!" Razzle shouted from afar. As you both dated, it felt like you knew each other since childhood. Nothing stood in between.

[grazi-your-rockette-queen]

Hello hello!:D

Just read the nsfw headcanons with Michael Monroe from the anon, and they were cute!🥰

Now, could I request what ,,First time with Michael" would be like?:0 (nsfw)

'Cause I suppose there's also gonna be lots and lots of kisses!:>

See ya!♡

a/n: ofc ofcc lotsa kisses :(( also this is kinda slow burn sorryyyy… and also sorry this took f o r e v e r goddamn! i’m back :3

i was made for lovin’ you- michael monroe

it was another evening spent at the bar of some venue that the band played earlier that day. it was usually a good time, you’d made pretty good friends with the band and you enjoyed showing up to as many of their shows as possible in support of your boyfriend, michael. you’d been dating for a few months now, and you adored him and all his confidence and passion, not to mention his style and good looks.

ever since you’d befriended the band and became a part of the whole music scene in general, life had felt pretty much like a party every day, acomanied by good friends and your wonderful boyfriend. it was just another one of those nights, laughing and getting drunk at the bar. michael was keeping you close to him all night, which was pretty typical, though you thought he was acting a little different, and a little more… touchy. it didn’t bother you, in fact it felt nice to be close with him and have a protective arm around your shoulder casually. but there was a different look in his eyes, something you had never seen in him before, that you didn’t know how to feel about.

you and razzle were talking on and on about whatever, new stuff happening on melrose street, what bands were starting to pop up in different cities. music stuff. michael was quiet, though engaged and listening.

“mike and i saw this poster thing, i think it was yesterda-” you started to tell razzle, but were cut off by a spontaneous kiss on the cheek from michael. he lingered close to your face, eyes hazy when you turned to look at him in confusion.

“mike, are you alright?” you asked, squinting your eyes and cocking your head to the side. he cupped your cheek with his hand, tucking hair behind your ear as he did so.

“i’ve never been better- it’s getting kind of late, don’t you think?” he responded naturally. razzle noticed he was acting out a bit, and he too was confused.

“i guess so… are you ready to leave?” you asked softly. mike smiled at you and took your hand to help you stand up from the bar stool you’d been sitting at.

“i think so.” his words were kind of slurred, and you assumed he was drunk despite you questioning how he hadn’t had very much to drink. you nodded an ‘alright’ and started to wave goodbye to sami, who was having a separate conversation with nasty and some other drunks. because he only lived a couple blocks away, you and michael decided to walk to his place, where he offered to let you stay the night.

mike unlocked the door of his apartment, letting you inside first before stepping into the mildly messy flat and discarding his red leather jacket along with his keys. you slumped onto his couch, as he followed after you and basically had you in his lap.

“michael, what’s with you tonight?” you giggled, holding his head and taking another look into his icy, half lidded blue eyes. he didn’t answer immediately, but wore a straight face aside from a subtle smile and those drunk, lovey-dovey eyes.

“nothing’s wrong, everything’s very right, actually.” he paused to continue admiring your facial features with such focus that made you blush. “there’s just something i’ve been thinking about.”

“and what is that?” you asked, raising your eyebrows and smirking playfully.

“have you ever had sex?” he dove straight to the point, but it was surprisingly comfortable for you. except for the part where you had to answer him honestly.

“well, no, i mean not really…” you trailed off, looking away from his eyes.

“not really?” he chuckled.

“no.” you answered finally, rolling your eyes and blushing once again. he nodded, eyes remaining set on your own. he reacted calmly and without judgement, to your gratefulness.

“well, do you maybe think you’d want to try it with me?” he suddenly changed from the lost in the clouds, goofy smile mike to a shy boy who was slightly more humble. you giggled softly at his proposal, but thought about it for a minute.

“i don’t know what it’s like.” you answered, still giggly about a new feeling that had been brought up in you. he continued to smile sweetly at you.

“i’ll show you- it’ll be beautiful, okay?” he reassured you, not wanting to make you feel pressured but still very much longing for you. you whispered an ‘okay’ after considering the concept further. his smile grew, and he picked you up so you stood from the couch. he held your hands delicately and led you into his bedroom, lying you down on the bed and placing a kiss on your forehead.

“okay, will you undress for me, darling?” he asked while taking out his earrings to place on the nightstand and kicking off his boots. you obliged, carefully removing your shirt and exposing yourself to the cold air, quickly covering yourself with your arms instinctively. michael smiled sweetly.

“you don’t have to be shy, love. i already know that you’re gorgeous, you can’t hide it from me now.” he half-joked, hoping to loosen your tension and encourage you. you smiled and looked away, blushing again. you moved your arms from your chest to unzip your skirt and slide it down one leg and then the other, still nervously. mike pulled his own shirt over his head before unzipping his pants and dropping them to the floor. you couldn’t help but marvel at him, his tattoos accenting his pale skin and figure. he moved closer to sit with you on the bed, his eyes tracing down and across your body eagerly.

“see? stunning.” he tracked his gaze back to your face, landing on your lips and leaning in slowly to kiss you softly. and it felt different than before, more exciting, though scary all at once. your mind raced, feeling michael’s hands travel to your waist, then softly massaging your hips and pulling you into him. the action caused you to gasp, the feeling of him so suddenly close against you heightened that rushing feeling of excitement. you realized that it wasn’t only internal excitement once michael traced his hand suavely down to feel the damp warmth that signified your arousal. you squirmed when he slowly circled over your clit with a single finger, and he chuckled.

“how does that feel?” he whispered softly.

“i want more.” you replied quietly, breathing starting to pick up. he planted a soft kiss on the side of your face and moved his fingers to your entrance, slowly sliding a single finger into the wetness, causing you to gasp.

“alright?” he looked up at you again for approval, which you granted. he started to move his finger in and out of your entrance, watching his finger become coated in your juices. you relaxed into the pillows, moaning at the sensation. he kept pumping one finger steadily for a little while until he pulled away from you, causing your eyes to open and you to look at him in slight confusion.

“i need you bad, angel. are you sure you want to do this?” your eyes scanned his body and face, carefully considering his every word. you nodded, mouth agape and eyes wide and focused. he sunk back down to you, peppering kisses down your neck to your collarbone and a trail down between your breasts. he took his dick out of his only lasting confines, his breathing pattern picking up in speed while he carefully spread your legs and lined himself up the best he could before slowly pushing in just the tip.

“deep breath, okay?” he reminded you in a calm and warm voice, placing another lasting kiss on your chest. you whimpered as he worked his way into you, so careful not to hurt you yet he was evidently burning with passion already. he groaned as he bottomed out, hitting your walls deep inside you and feeling you around him satisfied something he’d been longing for. he didn’t stop checking in with you the whole way through, as he wanted to make you to feel as good as you made him feel.

“oh god, angel, feels so good.��� mike groaned softly, praising you as he set a steady pace of thrusting after allowing you to get used to the new feeling of him inside you. as you hummed and let out sighs and moans in an uncontrollable response to the overwhelming sensation, especially once michael found the most sensitive spot deep inside your cunt.

“michael, i think- ah-” you struggled to speak, and cut yourself off with moans as he quickly caught on and continued what he was doing, angling his thrusts slightly upwards, going faster and harder than before but still very carefully.

“are ya close, babe? ah- i feel ya getting tighter around me- ngh” he spoke into your ear, leaning as close to you as he could. you nodded, grabbing onto his hair and accidentally tugging at the roots harder than you intended, earning a loud moan from the man on top of you.

“fuck, honey” he kissed down your jaw, his focus centered on getting you to come. then, an unexpected warmth came to your core and the feeling of michael’s length inside you, pounding at your g spot became almost too much before it became a blissful sensation like you’d never felt before. your head fell back into the pillows, allowing michael access to your neck while you moaned and seized on his cock as you came. michael groaned with you as your orgasm subsided, burying his face in your neck and pulling out of you suddenly to come on your stomach. you ran your fingers through his hair, breathing heavily. he came down from his own high, kissing your collarbone and laying his head on your chest comfortably while you continued combing his hair with your soft fingers.

“sorry about this mess, doll.” he chuckled apologetically, referring to his cum on your stomach. you exhaled and smiled, finally coming back down to earth.

“here, i’ll get you cleaned up.” with another most soft and painstaking kiss to your lips, he got up from the bed to get a towel and make you tea.

[depression-c0re]

please someone write this🙏

ngl I need someone to write a current!sami yaffa x Michael Monroe’s daughter smut honestly we just need more Hanoi rocks x reader in general

[multifandomrandomgirl]

I'll Hold Your Hand - Razzle x f!reader

Wordcount: 1120

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The first time that Y/N met Razzle Dingley was by pure chance. She’d been dragged out by her friend, Ruth, to a small venue in London which hosted rock bands. As much as Y/N grumbled and complained about having to go out, she couldn’t help but be excited by the live music. Tonight it was Hanoi Rocks who were playing.

Y/N and Ruth arrived at the venue about half an hour before they were due to be on stage. The pair tried to blend in with the crowd but Y/N felt out of place amongst the over-enthusiastic fans. Ruth had wandered off at some point which left Y/N standing at the bar alone with a pint in her hand.

The opening act wrapped up their set and the energy in the room seemed to get more intense as the lights dimmed and Hanoi Rocks entered the stage.

From the opening chord of ‘High School’, Y/N felt a spark of excitement and was completely entranced and enthralled by the band. The energy they had was infectious and Y/N couldn’t help but sway along to the music, no matter how hard she tried to stop herself.

It was the drummer, Razzle Dingley, who caught Y/N’s eye. His big, dopey smile, bright clothes and exuberant performance captivated Y/N’s gaze throughout the entire performance. He was a stark contrast to Y/N’s more reserved personality. Razzle was like a ray of sunshine.

The set finished all too quickly and Y/N found herself standing at the bar, wanting more from the band that had just cleared off of the stage. Y/N’s friend reappeared and was rambling about the band, she muttered something about wanting to meet them and so Y/N reluctantly agreed to stay at the venue a bit longer. Ruth grinned and dragged her towards a door that was clearly labelled ‘Performers only’.

In the performers corridor, it was chaos. There were people and pieces of equipment everywhere. Ruth managed to navigate her way through it, dragging an apprehensive Y/N behind her. They eventually found Hanoi Rocks.

Razzle was even more charismatic in person, his dopey smile was now more of a wat, and gentle smile. He greeted Y/N with a wink which made her heart skip a beat or two, even if she wouldn’t admit to it.

“Enjoy the show?” Razzle asked, his voice upbeat and happy.

Y/N nodded, she suddenly felt self-conscious and shy. “Yeah, you guys were brill.”

“Glad to hear it!” He grinned, eyes twinkling. “You looked like you were having a lot of fun tonight. I could see you from behind my drums.”

“I guess, I must have gotten caught up in the moment.” Y/N smiled shyly, blushing a little.

Ruth had walked off again, leaving Y/N alone with Razzle. They spoke for ages, he was genuine and interested in getting to know Y/N. He asked her question after question about her interests, her life and anything he could think of.

As the night went on, Y/N found herself letting her guard down around him. Eventually, the crowd started to disperse and Y/N realised it was time to leave.

“It was lovely meeting you.” Y/N smiled sadly, not wanting the evening to end.

“You too, maybe I’ll see you around?” Razzle grinned. “Perhaps at another show?”

“Maybe.” Y/N said, she wasn���t sure whether or not she’d ever have the courage to attend another show.

Razzle sensed her hesitation and smiled.

“Hey, before you go… I wouldn’t mind holding your hand – I guess.” Razzle said in a softer, more shy and sincere tone.

“What?” Y/N blinked in surprise, her heart racing.

“Just for a moment? Please?” He held his hand out to her, he was smiling more shyly now. 

Y/N hesitated for a moment before she reached out and took Razzle’s hand. His grip was reassuring and she felt a sense of relief wash over her.

The room around them faded into the background, leaving them standing in a bubble, mesmerised by each other.

“Not so bad, eh?” Razzle gave Y/N’s hand a gentle squeeze.

“Not so bad.” Y/N confirmed.

The moment ended way too soon and Y/N reluctantly let go of his hand. Razzle gave her a quick hug and promised to look out for her at future shows.

As she left, Y/N felt a warmth inside her that hadn’t been there before. Razzle’s sunny personality had pierced a hole in her cloudy personality and Y/N found herself excited to see the drummer again.

A few weeks passed by slowly and Y/N couldn’t stop thinking about that night. Every time she heard a Hanoi Rocks song on the radio, she felt a sharp twinge of longing. Y/N never got caught up on a guy, ever. But Razzle had changed something inside of her.

One day, Ruth came over, squealing in excitement. Hanoi Rocks were back in town. This time, Y/N didn’t hesitate to attend. She even found herself marking off the days leading up to the gig on her calendar in excitement.

At last, the night of the concert arrived, Y/N and Ruth arrived early to ensure they got a spot at the front, right by the stage. When Hanoi Rocks finally appeared on the stage, Razzle’s smile lit up the whole venue and Y/N felt a weird surge of happiness.

Throughout the gig, Y/N kept catching Razzle’s  eye, causing him to grin wider. When the show ended, Y/N let Ruth drag her backstage again, her heart was pounding.

“You came back!” Razzle spotted Y/N almost immediately, his smile wider than ever.

“Of course I did.” Y/N smiled back at the drummer.

“I’m glad you came back, I’ve been thinking about you nonstop.” He moved closer to her, his eyes sparkled with joy.

“R…really?” Y/N asked, blushing slightly.

“Really.” Razzle said. “I was hoping we could hang out some more. Get to know each other better.”

“I’d like that.” Y/N said softly, it felt as if her heart might explode at any given moment.

“How about we go for a walk?” He grinned. “I wouldn’t mind holding your hand. Again.”

Y/N laughed and held out her hand for him to take. “I’d like that.”

They left the venue hand in hand, chattering away. Razzle’s sunshine became a part of Y/N as he kissed her cheek on the walk home to her apartment.

In that moment, Y/N had never been so grateful for Ruth forcing her to go out.

She had Razzle now, and that’s all that mattered.

[nyxnygma]

hii may i request a sami yaffa fic where sami and the reader been's best friends for awhile and sami tries asking out the reader but it becomes difficult cause the reader just takes it in a platonic way ?

Is This a Date..? || Sami Yaffa

[Sami Yaffa x Fem!Reader]

Summary: nasty finally pushes Sami to ask you out but turns into a disaster as you think it was just a friendly invitation

Warnings: awkward Sami

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A/N: sorry this took so long. Writers block made it take a week and you can tell when I started writing on different days.

“Hey Sami,” you greet the bassist with a smile as you walk past him in the studio, “hey Nasty.”

“Hello!” Sami smiles widely with enthusiasm.

“Hey,” Nasty nods as he holds back laughter as he watches his friend admire you as you walk over to the couch to sit next to Razzle. “When are you gonna ask her out?”

“What?!” Sami head shot to face Nasty, “why would I ask her out?”

The guitarist gave him a deadpanned look, “probably because you are in love with her and you always watch her when she is in the room.”

“Are you drunk or something? Y/N is just a friend,” Sami laughs.

“Being drunk is not the point. Anyone can see it! It’s so obvious and me and the boys are 98% sure she likes you back,” Nasty shrugs

“You and the boys? They all know this?” Sami asked in surprised.

“Oh please!” Nasty chuckles, “everyone knows apart from you and Y/N.”

“Great,” he sighs.

“So you gonna do it?” Nasty smirks.

“Okay, okay,” Sami holds back a smile, “I’ll ask her later.”

-

You were sitting alone at kitchen table eating a bowl of cereal as the boys were huddled around the coffee table what started off as discussing lyrics but changed into an argument on what the best band is.

Sami made eye-contact with you and smiled sweetly. You motioned him to come talk with you as he seemed bored with the argument and you were bored watching it. “Come sit with me,” you mouth.

“You okay?” He asked.

“Yeah just wanted to talk to someone,” you shrug, “I didn’t just come round to eat all your food.”

Sami took a breath and decided it was the right moment to ask, “do y’have any plans tonight?”

“Nope. Was just gonna go back to my flat and get a Chinese,” you hum and move the bowl away from you.

“Oh well I was wondering if maybe want to go to dinner with me? You don’t have to but we could maybe get a Chinese together? You don’t have to say yes it’s just a stupid idea,” he rubs the back of his neck, face red with embarrassment.

“Sounds good,” you smile up at him. He was shocked that you agreed, that’s until you said, “Are the guys coming as well?”

“What?” He froze.

“Are they tagging along?” You tilt your head at why he was confused.

“Oh no, they’re all busy,” He laughs nervously.

“When did I say I was busy?” Razzle asked confused, his voice making Sami jump as he didn’t know he was there.

“Oh I asked you yesterday, remember?” Sami tried to give hints to Razzle to play along.

The oblivious drummer’s brows furrowed, “no you didn’t.”

“Oh well that’s great!” You grin, “us three can go grab dinner tonight. I’ve gotta go to work now but call me later.”

“Alright. See you later,” Sami holds back his annoyance at Razzle.

“See you tonight,” Razzle waves. You say goodbye to the rest of the band and leave the messy flat.

“What’s tonight?” Michael questioned as the two boys return back to the coffee table.

“Sami, Y/N and I are going out,” Razzle shrugged as he sat beside Andy.

“Oi, why weren’t we invited to this cosy get together?” Andy whines.

Michael shook his head, “Heartbroken.”

“Apparently you were all busy,” Razzle shrugged.

Nasty started chuckling to himself as he realised what had happened.

-

“What should I wear?” Sami asks his friend frantically as he scans his messy wardrobe.

“Aww! All nervous for your date with Razzle and Y/N, ay?” Nasty sniggered.

“If your not gonna help then sod off,” the bassist scoffed in response.

Nasty just laughed again, “just find an excuse to get Razzle to fuck-off and get Y/N alone.”

“Oh yeah,” Sami sighed, voice laced with sarcasm, “sounds so easy.”

“Just don’t get too nervous because your hands will go all clammy,” Nasse advised, “and wear what your wearing now, she likes that outfit anyway. This is going to be cheesy but she likes you for -well- you. She laughs at all your jokes, even if they’re stupid and unfunny. She never fails to smile at you. I also catch her staring at you from time to time. She literally calls you pretty boy!”

He smiled at his friend, “didn’t know you had it in you to give advice.”

“Neither did I to be honest,” he shrugged, “anyway so if you want to whoo Razzle I suggest-”

“I hate you,” Sami gave him a dead panned look.

“SAMI! ARE WE GOING OR WHAT?!” The two men heard Razzle shouting from the front door.

“Better head off with your chaperone, hey?” The guitarist sniggered.

“Ha-Ha,” Sami rolled his eyes.

The restaurant wasn’t the nicest looking place to most but it was the one you and Sami visited frequently, you were friends with the family that ran it. The three of you entered the place and sat down at your usual table by the window. Razzle and you were laughing and talking but Sami was quiet, too quiet.

Sami was too busy admiring you to pay attention to the conversation the pair of you were having. He couldn’t help but stare at your effortless beauty and listen to your sweet infectious laugh that made his heart flutter. He didn’t realise he was looking at you for so long until you spoke up, “are you okay, Sam?”

“Hm? Oh yeah,” he nods as he bit into a prawn cracker, “just daydreaming.”

“Oh ok.” You smiled at him -making him blush.

Razzle ruined the moment by stating, “I’m just gonna nip to the toilet, I’ll be right back.”

“Don’t hurry,” Sami mutters quietly under his breath as the drummer walked off.

Your eyes brows furrowed, “what did you just say? And your looking red, are your sure you’re alright?”

“Nothing! I’m fine!” He said a little too loud, “sorry. I feel warm, is it hot in here? Do you feel the hotness in here?”

You stared blankly at the nervous man. He realised that he had you alone and he knew this was his chance to do something. Anything.

“You have- erm. You have a beautiful smile,” He blurts out.

Your head tilted, “thanks, what was that for?”

“Because I think your really pretty,” he looks down at his hands. He thought he was weirding you out but he heard your soft giggles.

“Well I think your really pretty too,” you chuckle, “call me crazy but are you flirting with me?”

You were expecting to find out you were reading the situation wrong but the man got even more nervous. “Sami.. was this suppose to be a date?”

Sami looked around the room to see if Razzle was on his way back to the table but he was busy flirting with one of the waitresses at the till.

He then took a breath and confessed, “I know I’m, well, me but I like you. Like more than friends. I may be completely humiliating myself right now and I might have ruined our friendship forever but I just had to get that off my chest.”

You blinked and stared at the man with nothing but utter shock. Of course you felt the same way about him but you were not expecting him to confess. “Oh fuck. I invited Razzle to our date?!” you looked mortified.

“What?” He was confused, “that’s what your worried about?”

“I like you too,” you chuckle as you reach across the table and put his hands in yours, “I’m really sorry I didn’t realise you were asking me on a date, I feel so stupid.”

“I wasn’t really clear on it,” He grins, “you really like me?”

“Of course. Wanna ditch the third-wheel and go for some pints?” You offer, “I think he has someone to go home with anyway.”

He agrees and you both paid for the food. You left for the pub just down the street and spent the night talking, laughing and kissing.