#YOU'RE NOT FUNNY NIKKI

[nikkiruncks]

#cheaters (affectionate-ish)

Bonus:

[weareuniqueandimportant]

Omg Yuno Gassai Did Nothing Wrong She Has Bpd And Aspd And Ppd Nobody Else Has Nobody Else In Anime Shh Shh. This Makes Everything She Does Justified. Only A Sanist Bigot Would Dislike Yuno. Our Timeline Has Content Villanizing Her She's No Villain She's So Cute And She Loves Him Isn't That Darling...? Only A Monster Would Despise Her In Any Way... Say Otherwise You HATE Every Single Group And You're Every Single Bigoted Thing Besides Who Cares About The Feelings Of Some Pathetic Self Insert You Know He's Into Everything Happening He Literally Is. Besides He's Actually Kindoff Cool For One At Times He's A Stand Out Like Ryota Suzui Or Teppei From Princess Lover... But That Will Never Change What He Is. Crazy X Crazy Without Sexist Stereotypes Is More Interesting Than This. Yuno Gassai Is Deeply Oppressed For Having To Put Up With Him Please Be Nice To Her You're Making Me Upset Only A Bigot Would Do This 😰...

[mrsmikaelsxn]

Santa Klaus

masterlist

pairing: niklaus mikaelson x female reader

warnings: fluff, some gore/blood, nikki being your lapdog, possesive, kissing, cursing, humor that was needed in tvd

summary: just some scenes of you and nik being a dream couple

a/n: idk with this one but these scenes popped into my head and i thought they were cute

song: paper rings - taylor swift

"Niklaus!" you snap at him, as he stands at the doorway covered in blood. You two were at a store and a guy accidentally backed into you. He decided that the man didn't deserve to see another day after bumping into your precious self.

"Sorry, love- actually no, he deserved it," Klaus shrugs holding his hands up.

"Well in that case... come a little closer," you giggle. He narrows his eyes at you, but of course listens. He takes a slow step into the room and freezes when he feels himself soaked in cold water.

You burst out laughing as he stares at the wall. He slowly turns to you, as you continue to laugh.

"Figured you needed a shower, you know, for all that blood," you get out in between you giggles.

"That's it, if I am cold, you're going to be cold too," he grins as he speeds towards you, bringing you into a cold hug.

"Nik! Let me go!"

"Now why would I do that?"

You were in the kitchen baking some cookies. You had the trays of them sitting on the stove as they cooled. You put some on a plate and turn around to get a paper towel. As you look back at the dish, you notice one missing.

"Hm, that's weird," you frowned. This then happened two more times, you realized it had to be Klaus. Either that or the cookies just happen to disappear.

"Nikki darling, stop being a baby and hiding," you pout. "Come out and face me like a real man," you try to say in a funny deep voice.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," he suppresses a smirk.

"Do you take me for a fool Niklaus?"

"... no?" you bring your hand up and smack the back of his head.

"Hey, what was th-" you cut him off by pressing your lips on his. You swipe your tongue on his bottom lip so he opens his mouth. He does, and you allow your tongue to roam his mouth. You pull back a few moments later.

"Funny, you taste like chocolate chip cookies," you laugh and start to run away.

"You sneak!" Klaus yells as he speeds up to you, throwing you over his shoulder and smiling at your adorable giggles.

"AH!" Nik's high pitch scream reaches your ears while he jumps and covers his eyes.

You two were currently in the dark, watching a horror movie. You have seen it a few times already, so the jumpscares didn't bother you. The movie didn't interest you anymore either, but you watched it for the mere amusement you get from seeing Nik get scared.

"Nik don't be a wuss," you playfully roll your eyes.

"Did you see how that man looked?! He was- bloody hell!" Nik shouts as the guy popped up out of nowhere.

"Niklaus, you're as scary as that man to most-"

"Tosser! If I were still human, I would have died from a heart attack by now- fuck! Okay, love, that's it, we are watching something else"

He reaches over you and snatches the remote, putting on toy story.

"See, watching the story of toys that come to life is much more interesting. Don't you agree, love?"

"Sure... baby," you mutter with a grin. Laughter spills out of you when he attacks you with tickles.

It was Christmas, you were dressed in a lovely deep red gown and your hair and makeup was done. While you looked like royalty, across from you was a Nik in a Santa costume.

You had been trying to get him to do this for years, but he never agreed. He refused to have something as stupid as a Santa costume ruin his reputation.

He even said, "I wouldn't be caught dead wearing this bloody thing"

To which you replied, "oh well, then I suppose it's a good thing you are already technically dead," you shrug with a cheeky smile.

Now that he finally gave in, your bucket list has been completed. He said he wouldn't leave the house with it, but he didn't say you couldn't take pictures.

"I don't see what's wrong with it, you look great in my opinion," you gave his fake beard a little tug.

"Y/n this was a horrible idea," he shakes his head.

"I think it was a great one, Santa Klaus," you give him a bright smile.

"This was very unnecessary, love"

"Your siblings disagree," your pretty lips turn into a small smirk.

"I beg your pardon?!"

A few moments ago, you sent some pictures of him to a secret group chat you're in with his siblings. Nik - of course - isn't in this one. The one with all of you is full of threats he sends to his family who mess around with him.

The photos got you replys such as, "I can't believe you got Niklaus to finally agree to that, LOL," from Elijah. "You underestimate Nik's love for you," and "I'm going to print these out and tape them everywhere in the house," from Rebekah. As well as, "I bloody love you, darling," and "my brother is going to kill me for what I'm about to do with these," from Kol. Finn gave you a simple, "well done," which you almost rolled your eyes at his unenthusiastic message.

"Oops," you shrug with a fake innocence.

You were currently hunched over, laughing your arse off. You got Nik to wear an Easter Bunny costume. To your surprise, he let you paint whiskers on his face, along with a pink nose.

You finally are able to stop laughing, and look over his shoulder at the line of little children in a line, waiting to take picture with him.

"Go on, bunny. The kids are waiting," you peck his lips and pat his head.

"If you were anyone else you would be dead by now," he grumbles.

He was taking the pictures, when it was a new kids turn. You saw the fear in his eyes, you understood. You were also scared of the Easter Bunnies and Santa Clause's that you would see in stores and malls.

When he got to Nik, he sat on his right lap and started to cry. As you were about to go over, you hear Niklaus yelp as he quickly grabs the kid and lifts him off his lap and on to the floor.

You were confused when he rushed over to where you were standing, but burst out laughing with tears in your eyes as you saw a wet stain on his leg.

"Oh- m-my goodness! Th- this is gold!" you laugh out, grabbing your phone taking more pictures that you'll send to the groupchat later.

"Stupid children, I quit"

You and Nik were in some random fancy restaurant in Paris. You both knew nothing in french, so you though you would have some fun.

You planned out a fake scenario to get a reaction out of the people in there with you both.

You fake gasp loudly, grabbing peoples attention around you.

"You sick fool!" you place your hand on your chest as you dramatically stand up. "You cheated on me?! With my sister!"

The room fills with synchronized gasps from the people around you.

"Love! No, I would never!"

"I just saw a picture! I also got sent a photo of you with what looks like my best friend!" More gasps come around you as people look between you both in shock.

Nik stands up hiding his amusement.

"They are fake! I was going to propose to you tonight! He says pulling out a fake ring he found," holding it in front of you, people start whispering with interest at what was unfolding before their eyes.

"My friend had the same ring the last time I saw her! How could you," you slap him in the face, knowing he was going to whine about how that was not a part of the act, later. Gasps of shock chorus around while some people have their eyes wide, and some are laughing into their hands.

You turn and speed walk out as Nik follows. Once you get outside, you both burst out laughing after holding it in for so long. You hold out your hand for a first bump as he connects his fist with yours.

"Oh that was brillitant!" you smile, wiping fake tears from under your eyes.

"Did you see their faces, love? They were bloody hilarious," Nik grins.

"NIKLAUS! Y/N!" are the shouts from Kol and Elijah as they get covered with eggs and flour. You, Bex, and Nik set up a series of pranks to go off on them.

"Alright!" Bekah highfives you with a bright smile.

"Nikki we should do more pranks with Bex," you hug the girls waist.

"But pranks are our thing," he pouts.

"Now they are ours and Bex's," you give him a thumbs up.

"Yeah, Nikki- please don't dagger me again," Bekah says looking away from her brothers death glare.

"FUCK!" more shouts come from the kitchen.

You and Bekah were shopping with a grumpy Nik trailing behind you. You had been at this for at least three hours now and he wanted to go back and cuddle with you in bed.

You just tried on a tight club dress and stepped into the couch area were the other two were waiting.

While NIk was drooling over you, suddenly happy about shopping, Bex stood up and walked over to you.

"Perfect! You look so hot!" Nik nods as Rebekah's statement while still staring at you in awe. "Those boys through the window seem to agree with me," Bekah nods her head in the direction of the window where a small group of boys around your age were drinking in your figure.

Niks head snaps over to them and his face hardens. He stands up and walks over to you, wrapping his arm around your waist.

"You look bloody stunning as always, my love," he kisses your head. "We are buying this dress. You know, I don't know what I did to deserve you,"

"You didn't have to do anything," your lips tip upwards.

"Ugh, you two," Rebekah rolls her eyes. "Nik is not coming with us next time, you guys are too sappy, makes me sick," she sighs.

"Don't be jealous, Rebekah"

You were finishing up some final touches on a tray of pastries you baked for Nik. You made all his favorites and decorated them to look cute. You hear a knock on the door and look out the window. You see Nik at the door with flowers in his hands.

You open the door and smile at him, "Nikki, hello!"

"Hi, love," he smiles and pecks your lips. He hands you the flowers as he strolls in the house.

"Oh, Nik! Come in the kitchen"

You pick up the pastry tray after putting the flowers in a vase. "Tadaaa!"

"My favorites! Thank you, sweetheart," he kisses you.

"You are very welcome, thank you for the flowers"

"You are very welcome. I love you so much, you know"

"Of course I know, I also know that I love you so much too"

[some-triangles]

I've been on tumblr since 2011, and this is technically a sideblog. My creative focus shifted over here, to - I guess what could loosely be referred to as fandom space? It was Homestuck's fault - many years ago, and I more or less consciously decided to shift the original blog's purpose from writing little bits of poetry about weird birds to finding bird videos on other platforms that I thought could go viral and reposting (stealing) them. (Always credited, of course. I'm not a monster.) This worked pretty well, and now I have 6000+ followers over there. Since I never use it to promote anything or for any purpose beyond birdposting I feel OK about this as an experiment. I mostly use it to people-watch.

The latest video I have gaining traction over there is one my friend Rat sent me (one of many friends who either found me through birds or Homestuck and each is equally plausible) in which a pelican at a petting zoo is forced to cough up the gosling it was attempting to swallow by a handler who has clearly had to deal with this many times before. She then frogmarches (birdmarches?) it away by its beak. Good stuff, and very on brand, as I've been warning people about the horrors of pelican vore for ages. (I even got my very own pervert for a while, an anon who kept badgering various bird blogs to write about what it might be like to be swallowed.) When something I post starts doing numbers I like to watch the notes and tags, because it fascinates me how people like to make the same jokes, over and over and over. Not even their own jokes. I have never fully understood this but it's undeniably foundational to the way the internet works. Like, I get dropping References in conversation - social glue and all that, fun and funny - but in a public forum? Where you could literally check and see how many people have said the same thing before you got to it? Baffling. Universal.

Anyway. We started slow with this one, and we had some discerning folks doing Democracy Manifest bits - succulent avian meal, and all that. As references go it's a pretty good one, as it has its own wikipedia page and everything, and it's timely with Jack Karlson's recent passing. There were a few I am Forcibly Escorted From tags, which is nice, since you don't hear that one much these days. A bunch of quotidian "she's so done" or "like a toddler being dragged by his ear" observations, mostly uninspiring, although the specificity of one person's "my mom dragging me into the church bathroom to whoop my ass" was worth sharing. A little bit of the classic concern trolling you get with any animal video - why indeed is this bird being kept in the same place as all these edible little guys? But, inevitably, because it is the perfect time to use it, most people went with "put baby in pelican mouth."

And the thing about this is that I know the person who wrote the original "put baby in pelican mouth" post. We met through tumblr. She was absolutely inspired by my pelican posting to write that piece, and I know that because we ended up dating. It ended badly, and I still have regrets about it, and now, every time I make a pelican post, I am treated to a choir of strangers - literally hundreds of them - repeating a joke which was written by my ex-girlfriend. It's straight from the ironic punishment division, really. But birdpost I must, and tagwatch I must.

Anyway, Nikki, if you're out there, hope you're doing well.

[sixx6sexx2love]

FLUFF ALPHABET | NIKKI SIXX

UGH NO ONE ASKED FOR THIS BUT I DID HALF OF THIS A LONG TIME AGO AND FOUND IT SO I JUST FINISHED IT. AND THE ABC THING DID REALLY GOOD ON MY OLD ACC SO IM PRAYING THIS WONT FLOP.

word count; 1984

warnings; drugs, sex, alcohol, him getting a little angry, him being bitten by a dog, physical abuse (his step dad), lmk if I missed any (its funny when I see ppl say that knowing damn well yall won't say shit💀)

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

nikkis pretty affectionate, loves PDA and stuff. hes down for anything from just having a hand on your back to fucking you on a car in a parking lot. he doesn't care. he also likes cuddling and just hugging you, not just when he wants something or he's done something.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend?)

most likely fwb if you guys would be best friends. if not then at least have hooked up once or twice. but as a best friend he'd keep you around a lot, let you hang in the studio, get high with you at parties and makes sure you're safe (even though he encourages you to get shitfaced, and challenges you to drink offs)

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

YES he likes cuddles and you can't change my mind. fucked up, sober, upset or not, doesn't matter, he likes cuddling. his favorites could be face to face with your leg over his waist (he likes to sneak some touches sometimes) or his head on your chest or your head on his chest with one arm around you and the other to hold a bottle of liquor, or if he's needy, everything but sober, and upset, he likes wrapping his arms tight around your waist with his head basically between your tits. boobies make pain go away.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down?)

He would want to settle down but at a certain time. He said he's always wanted to be a dad and he would want to get married someday. like, I don't see you and him accidentally getting married in Vegas even in his drunkest state because he doesn't wanna get married now, what would you guys do when you were really ready to settle down and you guys already got married in 1984 or something?

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

if you guys had a real connection then he'd probably be upset about it for a while. he'd probably end it because he had to choose between the band or you or something. he'd probably call you and break it off or meet up with you and break it off. but just because you guys broke up doesn't mean you could get another boyfriend or something while he's still around. he on the other hand would probably hook up with someone in the next 24 hours. 

but if it was just a fling or you guys dated for a week or two hed probably just tell you it wasn't working and leave or he might not say anything at all.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

he wants to get married but not yet, he didn't know when. hell, he could've proposed with just the question a long time ago, but wouldn't get married until he knew he wouldn't be all fucked up. definitely would not get married around the time he was strung out on heroin 24/7. most likely would get married after the whole 2 minute death and wake up call.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He thinks he's more gentle than he actually is. not saying he's throwing you around all the time but hes definitely done some damage, accident or not. more so rough with your emotions and sometimes neither of you know it.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

he likes hugs, he hugs you enough to where it means something each time. he doesn't side hug you, if he's gonna hug you hes gonna make it a hug. hes the type to make sure you hug back and if you don't he'll keep hugging you until you do or until you hug tight enough. sometimes he'll fuck with you and keep telling you to hug him tighter and you end up feeling like you're taking his blood pressure or something. hes a tall guy so assuming you're shorter, when you hug him its normally where he sprays his cologne so you can smell it while you hug. but when he's a 6’4 monster in his platform heels you're to like his stomach or something.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

either really quick or really late. no inbetween. like the night you met or started dating hed tell you he loves you and acts like you've been dating forever and you're the one, or he waits too long to say it.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

yes. LMAO THATS ALL I GOTTA SAY. I've made posts about his Jealousy, and its not just cannon, its a fact. if we had to say from a scale from 1-10, I'd say his Jealousy is always like a 7.4 and up. dosn't matter who, if he doesn't like them and you guys are talking, he feels more Possessive than insecure.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

everywhere that can be kissed he will kiss. he likes a lot of tongue action in kisses, like his tongue would be all over yours of he'll suck on your tongue. something freaky like that. really, he likes to kiss you on your mouth but when he's fucked up he misses and like makes out with your neck or something. 

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

he loves children. its like a public secret. I have a picture of him when he went to Idaho and there was this little girl and I cant remember if she was opening a present or something, but he was just kinda watching her (i put the picture at the top). if you have younger siblings hed wanna meet them and get to know them, but if they don't like him and wants you to break up with him hed literally give zero shits. if it were like a pre teen hed probably be a little more awkward than with little kids or teenagers. hed probably be like “so, you like rock? you play anything?”

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

uh.. you guys rarely see mornings unless you're just going to bed in the morning. but waking up with him at any time there will be vomit, screaming (telling the other to be quiet while throwing up since the other has a headache), pain killers (maybe one too many) and more jack.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

now were talking. you already know. booze, drugs, sex, music, fights, all that.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

he probably wouldn't bring up his childhood by himself, maybe if you asked, but you gotta be careful. he wouldn't spill it all at once, maybe if he did itd be a drunken rant and you can't understand half the things he's saying besides hearing “whore mother” and “asshole dad”, but he would willingly tell you things like how he has a half sister who lived with his mom, and some things he did when he was young. but maybe after all those little things he says about his childhood and you piece it together you can get an idea of what happened. or maybe if he ever took you down to Idaho to meet his grandparents, his grandmother would show you the few pictures she has of him as a child, and her being the sweet lady she was shed probably just tell you about his mom and stuff.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

not really easily angered but easily annoyed and irritated that can lead to anger. hell get irritated when something doesn't go his way, and if its not fixed in a short amount of time hell get mad. he'll get annoyed at the phone ringing when you guys are having sex, and he'll get irritated if someone keeps calling. its like a loop.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

he'll remember what he can, he'll forget most of what you told him one night but would try and fill in the missing parts. but when you keep reminding him of what you actually said after like 2 more times, it sticks, and his memory gets better the more you guys date. because he knows you'll get tired of repeating and he really does wanna know your moms secret macaroni ingredient or some shit.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

probably the first time you hooked up. hes probably had his eye on you and you didn't really wanna move that fast in a relationship, but you managed to wait maybe 3-5 days in the relationship before you guys had sex.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts?)

its your birthday? pick what you want and he'll buy it. already picked what you wanted? he got you more shit. anniversary? probably rented out like a whole part of a club that was kinda blocked off so you guys could fuck on the couch with the table almost full of fruity drinks you wanted to try.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

I could go on and on. either read my other posts or you don't know him enough💀

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

God, hell genuinely tweak if his hair isn't a foot tall with hairspray. but when he's having a good makeup day he smiles :] like that :].

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

in a way. if you guys went strong and made it a while, hed probably feel lonely without you, or confused. like when he's just by himself and he's thinking of you and that you're not there, he has the look you make when you enter a room and forgot why you went in there.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

this isn't cannon but Nikki hates German shepherds because when he was young his step father (the one who beat him for brushing his teeth wrong) had one and the dog would always bite him and the guy didn't do anything about it. and when they were driving to Mexico the dog was in the car and bit him the whole way there

I feel like he makes good smores though LMAOO

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

now.. he said he doesn't like curly hair because he said everyone he's met that had curly hair was cock eyed. but don't let that stop you, it'll grow on him. hell still stand for not liking curly hair but would word it differently when talking about you. “her hair isn't curly its fuzzy. and I like it.”

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

hed take up the whole bed. he doesn't move much in his sleep so don't let him lay all stupid on the bed or he won't move. he also probably doesn't like blankets that much, he always kicks them off or gets annoyed at night from being hot and just aggressively but softly throws the rest of the blanket on your sleeping body.

[unknownperson246]

i have an idea if you can write it

Nikki sixx finds reader on Instagram he's in love with her looks

He starts sliding in her dms

Eventually they start talking and flirting sending other naughty pictures and phone sex

Then end up meeting at a hotel to hook up without his wife knowing

hiii sorry it’s a bit late but here it is 🩵🩵

The Hotel

Words: 960

warnings: *smut* *p in v* *f receiving* *cum play* *come eating* *cussing* *dirty talk* *phone sex* *oral sex* *cheating*

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Nikki has been scrolling on Instagram for the past 3 hours while sitting on his red couch. As soon as he needs to get up he finds your account. He was scrolling through his followers and he saw that you followed him. He goes on your page and he sees how beautiful you look. It's been 3 days and he has been stalking your page. He is careful not to like any of your old pictures. He messages you after looking at your page. 

“Hi,” Nikki messages you on Instagram.

You think it might be a fake profile and that you were getting catfished by a fake Nikki Sixx. You decide to click on the profile and see that it's his real account. You think it's probably just his management messing with people or that his account got hacked. You lay on your bed with your phone in your hand.

“Hi!” You type back playing along with what you think is his management.

“You're really pretty” Nikki types back to you. 

“Thank you. But I know you're not messing with me.” You confront the person you think is catfishing you.

“No it’s me,” Nikki says, finding it funny that you don't think it's him.

“Sure” You put a smirk emoji next to your message to Nikki.

Nikki picked up on your sarcasm and decided to call you. Nikki calls you and you freak out feeling a knot forming in your stomach. You felt that it was unexpected that he would call you. You knew it was a risk. What if it is him? You think to yourself. You put a cloth over your phone camera in case it wasn't him. You answered the phone and to your surprise it was him.

“Hi Y/N it's me, Nikki,” Nikki says, showing his face.

“Hi Nikki,”  You say neutrally. You were trying so hard not to fangirl over him. 

“So,” You say awkwardly.

“Why did you call me?” questioning Nikki's intentions.

“Because you thought I was catfishing” He answers your question. You call Nikki every day because you get more and more comfortable talking to him. You spend around 5 days calling him on his phone and he answers every time.

“Hey Y/N” Nikki messages you a dirty photo of him in the 80s of him and a girl.

You keep sending each other naughty photos. You send him a picture of your bare thighs. You both end up to a point where you both keep flirting with each other and you both have phone sex for 4 days in a week. 

“Ughh I wish we could meet up in real life!” You message Nikki.

“Maybe we can. Is it okay if we meet by the hotel near your house?” Nikki asks you.

“Sure!” You say with a smile emoji. 

You both were excited to meet up in real life after 3 months of texting and phone sex. Nikki tells you he is at the hotel and you drive up there to go see him. 

“Hi!” He hugs you as soon as he sees you.

“Can we keep this on the down low? My wife doesn't know.” Nikki whispers to you as he has you in a hug.

“Don't worry. No one will know about us” You reassure Nikki. 

You both walk into the hotel room you booked for two people. You take your skirt off because you don’t want to waste any time. Nikki told you that he has to get home soon. You unbutton his shirt.

“Mmm, I've been waiting for this day since I saw you on Instagram” Nikki purrs in your ear.

“I'm going to give you the best orgasm you ever had in your life.” Nikki moans in your ear as he plays with your tits that are covered by your Victoria's Secret bra.

“Victoria's secret huh? You've got taste you slut” Nikki growls like a panther. His breaths are labored.

“Oh baby fuck me till I can't feel down there anymore” You moan as you start to play with his thick huge cock as you let out small moans.

Nikki removes your bra and he throws it on the hotel bed. 

“I've been waiting to see how you taste for a long time,” Nikki tells you as he lays you on your back on the hotel bed. His hands are on your soft knees. 

“Spread your legs for me darling,” Nikki tells you with a heavy glint of lust in his eyes.

You obey Nikki’s words and you spread your legs. He begins the process of eating you out. His lips start to kiss your clit.

“What a pretty cunt honey,” He says as he touches it with his fingers.

His tongue starts to eat you out.

“Oh, Nikki” You cry as you hold his head down on your clit.

“I’m there Nikki” You cry.

“Come for me my sweet thing” He mutters these words as he is eating you out. 

You find it amazing how he can talk clearly with his tongue in you. He has a lot of experience with a lot of different women over time. Your legs start to shake when he is in between them. Your eyes start to get teary. You feel a knot growing in your stomach. You squirt out jets of come on his face. “Taste yourself, honey,” He tells you to lick his face clean.

You lick Nikki's face. You grab your face and he kisses you.

“You taste so fucking good,” Nikki says smirking.

“Take your skirt off,” Nikki says as he is preparing his cock.

You take your skirt and panties off and you both fuck again.

“Oh you feel so good” You moaned while Nikki's cock was doing its work inside of you. 

[gremlintheslut]

just seen your event. How about 80s Nikki Sixx getting real posessive and dominant because he's jealous / thinks reader was flirting with someone, or something like that?

so he reminds her who she belongs to?

Slut

Nikki sixx x reader (afab)

Warnings: spanking, small argument, blow job

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"what the fuck was that?" Nikki asks you the second he closes the hotel room door. You look at him confused. "don't act dumb you little slut you were flirting with another guy right in front of me!" he yells. "what the fuck are you talking about?" you honestly didn't even remember talking to anyone for more than a minute.

"We were with a ton of people why the fuck would you try to humiliate me like that?" Nikki continues to yell.  You have a lot of questions but you're never going to get to ask them. "strip and get on the bed" he says sternly and you don't need to be told twice.

You leave your clothes in a pile near the foot of the bed. "face down ass up" Nikki barks another order at you. You follow obediently and smile to yourself as you do. You didn't even do anything and you know this night is gonna end with you getting fucked.

"you think this funny?" he says. You can hear his belt buckle clacking letting you know he's taking his belt off. You hear him approach the bed slowly. You think he's going to say something, make fun of you maybe. You gasp and your nails claw at the sheets, the feeling of Nikki's belt hitting your rear shocking you.

"do you think that was funny?" he asks before leaning down to whisper in your ear. "because I find it hilarious" he stands up to his full height and says one word before striking you again "Count". He pulls his arm back ready to give you the hardest hit he has. "count!" he yells. "one" you squeak out not knowing he wanted you to count the first one.

He swings his arm down and his belt hits you twice as hard as before. You bite down on your lip to stop yourself from begging him as you know that's not what he wants to hear. "two" you say squeezing your eyes tight ready for the next spank.

Nikki swings his arm down again. The stinging pain causes tears to roll down your cheek. "three" you can taste blood from how hard you're biting your lip. You're trying so hard not to make a sound as you know it would anger him.

You sob but you don't dare let out a sound. "four" The pain is evident in your voice.  You hear him chuckle at you. "it's not that bad, calm down" he laughs before hitting you again. "five" More and more tears fall. "six" you can't help but let out audible sobs and it's pissing Nikki off.

"shut the fuck!" he yells pulling his arm back the same as before,  he hits you as hard as he can. "seven" you try your best to stifle your whimpers.  "fucking cry baby," he says before continuing to his regular force. "eight" your ass burns and you hope he is going to stop at 10.

"nine" Your face is soaking wet and there is a small wet spot on the sheets from your fallen tears. "ten," you say sniffling. Flinch prematurely and let a sigh of relief when he doesn't strike you again. "fuck" you wince as he unexpectedly brings the belt down on you with all his strength one last time.

Nikki laughs at you. You bury your face into the sheet and cry. "oh come on is this not want you wanted? You knew what you were doing when you flirted with that ugly fuck you knew what the consequences were. You were practically begging for" he says leaning down to say it into your ear not caring enough to whisper.

"I'm sorry" you whimper in the sheets. "I know you are. How about you make it up to me?" you know what he wants. He doesn't even need to tell you to get on your knees. You unbutton his jeans and pull down the zipper. You pull his jeans down to his thighs along with his boxers. His cock springs up and hits his clothed stomach.

Grab the base gently before itten-licking the tip. You can taste his salty precum. you take his tip into your mouth and suck it. You look up at him to make sure you doing good. The expression of pleasure you see displayed on Nikki's face tells you yes.

You begin taking him further into your mouth. You feel Nikki grip the back of your head before pushing you all the way down. You try your best not to gag as he starts fucking your throat. Saying you weren't enjoying this was the understatement of the year but you wanted to get him off so you let him continue.

Your nose hurts from hitting his pubic bone but not as much as your jaw. You feel Nikki's movements stutter followed by a warm thick liquid pouring down your throat. You swallow every drop. He finally pulls out of your mouth and you rub your jaw. "don't ever flirt with anyone else ever again your mine" he says pulling your hair to make you look at him.

"I won't, I swear" you say looking him in the eyes.

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7. wicked games

SUMMARY. Y/N Gorgon and Draco Malfoy have a long history of mutual hatred. You see, the two of them have been pulling pranks on each other since their 1st year at Hogwarts, to the dismay of their close friends and supervisors. However, after a prank left Y/N completely out of her mind, she decides that she'll pull her cruelest prank yet on Draco by pretending to be his secret admirer.

PAIRING. Draco Malfoy x reader

GENRE. series, enemies to lovers, rival, comedy (?)

WORD COUNT. 2956 words.

AUTHOR’S NOTE. i feel like this is rushed :/ I didn't have anymore inspo for the story, but i didn't want to leave the story unfinished. I hope you like it :3 NOT PROOF READ AND I MAY CORRECT IT.

PARTS. 1 2 3 4 5 6

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VII. STAR-CROSSED LOVERS.

"Out of all the people in this school, she decided to go with Potter?" Draco chuckled to himself like a madman, "what's wrong with him? he's been like that for the entire afternoon," Theodore whispered to Blaise, "man, I don't know! I think he's broken or something," Blaise replied. Swiftly, the latter grabbed a pillow from one of the common room's couch to throw it on his friend in order to get his attention.

“Dray, what’s wrong with you? You look like a maniac!” Theodore exclaimed as soon as he and Blaise got their friend’s attention, “what’s wrong with me? More like what’s wrong with Gorgon!” Draco’s friends sighed as they didn’t could probably recite from memory every word that was going to come out of Draco’s mouth. Can you blame them? Who would want to hear their friend have a ted talk about someone they allegedly hate?

Theodore and Blaise have known from the moment you and Draco met that he liked you. They saw how you picked his interest and how he would always put so much thought and effort on the prank he did to get back at you. His friends knew that if draco didn't actually like you, he wouldn't even acknowledge your existence.

Blaise scratches the left side of his nose, which is a gesture he always does when he’s annoyed, “what did she do?” he sighed, not even bothered to hide how much he didn’t want to listen to his rant about you. Theodore on the other side, already took a seat on one of the many sofas of the common room. Well, ‘taking a seat’ isn’t the most appropriate wording to describe the way he took a sit : the boy was literally sprawled on the couch. He knew he had to get comfortable because Draco’s rant was about to be unnecessarily long, and, most importantly, he knew that he was going to end up in morpheus' arms.

“This morning, i was going to class, and I—" draco started his rant, "I don't got time for the entire story, just make it short," Theodore intervened earning a glare from Draco, "Basically, I thought Y/N was going to ask me to the ball, turns out she just wanted to ask me to get my 'fangirls' away from her. And the worst, is that she's actually going with Potter!" Theodore and Blaise shared a funny look which didn't go unnoticed by Draco who frowned his eyebrows, "Did I say something wrong?" He asked confusedly which made both of his friends burst into laughter, "ain't no way," Theodore laughed, "you're actually, jealous?" This sentence alone made Blaise and Theodore laugh like hyenas, "Yeah! Aren't you the one that once said, and i quote, 'if I ever feel any other feelings for Y/N other than hate, check me in a psych ward'?" Blaise said as he tried to get his breath back from laughing too much, "yeah!", theodore laughed, "which psych ward do you choose?"

"Is your head empty? Or did you lose the plot?" Draco said defensively, not wanting to admit that he had caught feelings for you. But Draco was not stupid : he knew that his friends caught on, and him denying his feelings for you was, perhapsn only a matter of pride. "I'm not jealous! Can't you guys see that both of my enemies are literally forming an alliance? I know Y/N just did this to piss me off, For Merlin's sake, she knows how I feel about potter"

The look of despair, or maybe even pity, was so prominent in Theodore's and Blaise's eyes. So instead of making Draco get back to his senses and admit his feelings for you, they decided to try another approach, "I mean, what if she actually likes him?" Blaise said while shrugging his shoulders to which draco frowned, "True, like look at him! Isn't he the chosen one or something? If I didn't know better, I'd also totally be in love with him." Theodore agreed.

A silence took over the room, the boys were looking at each other awkwardly due to Theodore’s unnecessary comment, "Oh, boy! look at the time! We need to go back to class," Blaise said as he looked at his watch, "All we're saying is that you make your move before Harry Pottah snatches your girl," Theodore suggested as he got up from the couch he was sprawled on, and Blaise nodded his head in agreement as he squeezed Draco's shoulder.

The boys left Draco all alone with his thoughts. Draco was beyond annoyed. He knew you liked him, he caught on with all the clues : The letters, the amortentia and you implicitly admitted it by being speechless to his question. And yet, you were going to the ball with Potter ? That's where he drew the line. He sure hoped that you were playing a stupid prank on him, and if you didn't, things were going to get ugly. Malfoy didn't know how, but he was going to put an end to all these wicked games.

Draco poked his tongue inside his cheek, "Really, Potter?" he grumbled for the nth time on this day as he grabbed his backpack harshly.

"Really, potter?" Athena said as you dragged her by the arm in the hallway, earning curious looks from the other students. "Please, please! stop repeating this," you pleaded, almost ready to get down on your knees to beg her to put an end to your suffering.

"But, why Y/N? You make me so tired!" Athena huffed, "everything was going so smoothly, I could almost picture myself at you and draco's wedding. But, noooo! you had to add Potter to the equation." she said, "Wedding? You are so sick Athena,” you said as you pretended to gag, “besides, is not like i had a choice. Potter was the first one to go through that door ! Do you really think i’d choose him on purpose?” you asked doubting that your friend even knew you well.

“you had a choice to not imply that you had a date to the ball!” Athena exclaimed. You didnt know how to answer her because she had a point : Maybe, just maybe, if you didn’t say that you were going with Potter to the ball, this whole saga between you and Draco actually would’ve been over. You sighed as you knew that you made whatever situation was going on between you and Draco even longer.

“Harry’s coming towards us. Act natural,” Athena whispered, "shit, I forgot that he'll want some clarifications," you said as you drew a big smile on your face.

You felt someone tap on your shoulder, "Y/N," you recognized Harry's voice, "oh, hey Potter! what are you doing here?" you asked as soon as you made eye contact with him, "What am I doing here? in school?" he said confused, "oh, c'mon! you know what I meant, Harry," you playfully slapped his shoulder, "Uh, yeah, right." He scratched the back of his head.

"Look, I understand you have some feud going on with Draco for quite some time right now," he started, "and I really do not want to get involved in it. I mean, you understand, right? You know that Draco and I aren't exactly the best of friends," he continued as you knew damn well what the end of his sentence will sound like, "Obviously, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the ball with you Y/N. Plus, there's already someone I'd like to go with," he said while avoiding any kind of eye-contact with you.

You put your hand on his biceps gently, "I get it, Harry ! don't worry about that. I was wrong to involve you in the first place," you smiled, "anywho, who's the lucky girl?" you asked noticing a faint hint of blush on the boy's cheek. Harry looked reluctant to say the name of the person that had the key to his heart ; he opened and closed his mouth, almost resembling a goldfish. “It’s okay, you don’t have to tell me,” you smiled, “besides, i’ll wait for the ball to see who’s the lucky one,” you added. Harry bid you and Athena goodbye and walked rather quickly, almost running, from you guys.

You wondered what made him want to run away from you guys. Was it something you said ? Did you prey too much on his private life ?

Turns out, it was neither. All you had to do was to turn around to see the answer of your question. “Jeez! Where the fuck do you keep popping from, Malfoy?” You put your hand on your heart as an attempt to try to calm its hectic heartbeats.

Draco frowned at you, "what were you talking about just now?" it was now your turn to frown, "why do you care?," you replied. For a second, Malfoy's frowned turned into surprise but he regained his composure, "I don't care! Matter of fact, I could care less about you and that prick were talking about!" He pointed to the door behind you, "I'm just trying to get to that room and you're blocking the way, move!" You looked behind you, only to find you were standing in front of the girls' bathroom.

"You're turning to go to the...girl's bathroom?" You asked and on draco's cheeks, a faint hint of red appeared, "yeah? besides, it's none of your business!" Draco got defensive and you chuckled in a way that made Malfoy's heart skip a beat, "Sure, weirdo," you replied, "i'll leave you tend to your," you stopped your sentence, "business".

The ink was slowly drying under Draco's gaze. To make the process a little faster, Malfoy was blowing on the paper.

You see, the boy had a plan : As the ball was approaching, Draco was still persuaded that you were going with Harry. Therefore, Malfoy had to act quick to change your mind. And so, his last resort was to write you a note in hope that it would make you change your mind.

As the ink finally dried on the paper, and Draco's decision was made, the latter read the note for the nth time :

"Meet me tonight at 10 pm sharp in the astronomy tower. D.M."

His heart was pounding loudly in his chest, he could even hear his heartbeat in his ears if he were to hold his breath. Since when did you have this effect on him? You made him feel so giddy that it was ridiculous. He had never met someone like you, and he doesn't think he'll ever be able to have such an encounter as you were so unique.

Gathering all of his courage, he grabbed one of his signature black envelopes, put the piece of paper in it and sealed it with green wax.

"Let's hope for the best," he mumbled to himself as he placed the enveloped that contained all of his courage written in a single sentence on the corner of his desk.

He planned to give you the note tomorrow morning, so, needless to say, this was going to be a sleepless night for draco.

To say that today was the best day you've experienced so far would be a stretch, yet, this was how you truly felt. Maybe it was the fact that you didn't run out of hot water while you were taking your daily morning shower, how you managed to do your hair without ending up in tears of frustration or because they served your favorite for breakfast in the cafeteria : Anywho, today is the best day ever and you're not letting anyone ruin it for you. I mean, even your breakfast was tastier than usual.

As you were savoring your breakfast, a black envelope fell gently on the side of your plate. You looked at it curiously, you didn’t expect to receive any mail today. Placing your cutlery on the table, you grabbed the envelope and something caught your attention : The green seal.

“Is this from Draco?” you whispered to yourself, and as you brought your hand to the black envelope to carefully break the seal, you couldn't help to wonder why he would send you a letter.

As you took out the piece of paper that was contained In the envelope to read it, you felt someone mumble in your right ear, "Meet me tonight at 10 pm sharp in the astronomy tower, signed D.M." Of course, you had recognized that voice : it was Athena, "Hey! Don't read that! it's personal," you exclaimed as you brought the paper close to your chest, "D.M.?!" Athena said, "As in 'Draco Malfoy?'" she half-screamed with a mouthful of pancakes in her mouth and eyes wide as saucers.

"I think so," you said as you examined the letter over and over and over again. "Are you going? Please tell me that you're going," she pleaded, "I don't know," you shrugged your shoulders, "I need to think about it," you said, "Well, you better think fast!"

By noon, you already decided that you were going to face Draco and finally bury the hatchet with him.

And by midnight, after successfully avoiding Flich, you made your way up to the top of the astronomy tower. After climbing the entirety of the steps, you saw the one who stole your heart : there he was, in all his glory, facing the stars as he patiently waited for you to come. The silence of the starry night was broken by the sound of his suave voice, "did you have fun playing with my feelings?", he started, "was it entertaining to you, Gorgon?" He turned around to look in your eyes.

You frowned your eyebrows, "chill, Draco! It was just a prank. Didn't we already talk about this?", you told him as you watch his face turn into a frown, "I'm not talking about the letters, Y/N," his grey eyes starred straight at yours, and you felt intimidated in this moment, "What are you talking about then?" you managed to say without stuttering.

"I'm talking about the fact that I was truly convinced you liked me after you had smelled the amortentia that day, but there you go, asking Potter to go with you to the ball as if you don't even feel a thing for me." You could swear you heard his usual monotone voice break a little, "Do you still love me, Y/N?" he asked with a sincere look in his eyes.

There was no need to hide it anymore, you did have feelings for Draco and he undoubtedly knew it. However you couldn't find the strength in yourself to say it loud and clear because, well, you will still in denial : it felt like the moment you would say those three words to him, it would only confirm to you that you have feeling for him.

"Why does it matter, Draco?" you said desperately, "Do you love me, Y/N?" he repeated, but this time, it seemed like he demanded you to say it. "Why do you care?" you sighed.

"Because," he looked away from you, "Because I'm in love with you, Y/N!" he exclaimed, and you were taken aback.

Draco took three steps towards you, as an attempt to make the distance between you two a little less far, for all he wanted was to feel closer to you, "It's you. it has always been you, Y/N. Since the moment i laid my eyes on you, I knew that we were meant to be together." Draco felt nervous: he had the impression that his voice was shaking, his hands were getting sweaty, and he had no doubt that it was all because of you.

"it was not love at first sight, so don't get on your high horses," Draco laughed, "I just knew that I was gonna end up falling in love with you eventually, no matter how hard I tried to stop myself. I hated it that you had this power over me."

This couldn't be true. How did Draco go from hating the fact that he had to share the same oxygen as you to acting as if he wanted to be the air you breathe?

"Is this a joke?" you half-laughed, "you're pulling a joke on me right, Draco? You don’t love me, draco. Trust me." you looked away from him, but his index and thumb found their way to your chin to gently make you look at him again, "Who are you to think that you know my heart better than I do?" Draco asked you.

You searched his eyes for the usual sparkle of malice that he would have when he used to pull those pranks on you, but there was nothing but sincerity in his eyes. And so, you gathered your courage to speak up, "Do you really love me, Draco?" your words came out in a whisper as you felt like a helpless child under his gaze. You felt your heart beat faster, "Because I do love you. I really do," you confessed.

"I love you, Y/N," Draco started as he held your face in his hands, "I’ll love you in every universe," he kissed your left cheek, "I’ll love you in this life and the next," he kissed your right cheek, "I’ll love you for a thousand lifetimes." He brought his lips to yours.

After a passionate kiss, Draco pulled away to look at you, “Merlin, you’re so pretty,” he said, breathless. As you looked into his eyes, you could see the entire galaxy in them from how much they sparkled, “so, is it over?” you asked, “What?” he questioned you, “the wicked games,” you affirmed to which he just smiled sheepishly at you.

“On one condition,” he started, “will I get to be your boyfriend?” Draco’s hands held yours as the question rolled out of his mouth, “i’ll think about it,” you smiled before putting your lips on his again.

We all have memories we’ll never forget. Those memories bear an impact on us, an impact so big that they are engraved in the back of our brains forever. For instance, you remember the first time you ate a chocolate frog, the first time you watched the snow fall from your bedroom’s window, your first encounter with Draco Malfoy, and the day you first felt Draco's lips on yours.

[mrparadisecity]

ooc//

I don't know what to say, to be honest. Roleplay is supposed to be a fun, inviting community and if people can't get their fucking shit together it's not gonna be fun anymore.

Having multiple accounts of the same person is fun. (Yes, this is for @leeinbed, who's quite aware of me but chooses not to acknowledge.) Before you say anything, 'There are two Izzy accounts!', yeah, no fucking shit. There are only two Izzy accounts because we thought the first one went inactive.

Look. I'm fine with there multiple of the same people. It can be fun if it's discussed before hand. But you can't say 'There is only ONE Tommy Lee !!!' when you're not even the original roleplay account.

In this case, my Tommy Lee blog is still VERY much active, and so is Theo's Nikki Sixx's account, and so is the Vince one. ( @tommyyyleee, @therealnikkisixx & @vinceeneeil )

This goes for @sixxinbed as well.

Now, onto other stuff.

The creepy fucking asks are getting way out of fucking hand. We've asked you to stop. It's weird. There are some teenagers behind these screens, and it's an asshole move to keep sending in weird asks to people who have asked you to stop.

This makes roleplaying uncomfortable, and I don't know about any of the others, but if they keep continuing like this I might not post anymore. We are humans. Not bots, and we certainly aren't the real celebrities that we roleplay.

If you wanna send in funny asks, that's fine! Go ahead. We love it when you guys send in asks that can be fun for everyone. But it's not fun if you make it weird. One bad apple can spoil the bunch. And if you don't understand that, it means that one person can ruin it for the rest of you.

'You can just delete the asks.' True. We can. And we do. But they shouldn't be happening in the first place. Do you know how fucking exhausting it is to read through some of the most vile shit you've ever read while you're deleting them?

Some of you need to go touch grass.

'Nuff said.

[nikkiruncks]

I also see some here <3

[fallinforerling]

LOVE ISN'T ETERNAL. chapter 10 - jb

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"So... You're back together with him?" Nikki whispered, looking at you neutrally. She was fighting her face muscles, so they didn't make any type of weird expression that may upset you. She was as sweet as it gets.

"God, no! We're just... friends. That's it." It made you uncomfortable to admit you forgave Jude after all the events of the past month. You were aware of how mad your friends were at him. "I know it’s a bit stupid to forgive him after…"

"After all the shit? We know. He’s not the brightest person around for breaking up with you for that reason." Mia leaned against the sofa, shrugging. "I swear to God, some men can’t talk about their feelings for the sake of their life." A tiny smile peaked from her lips. "We get you, you know that, right? It’s not easy to ignore all the feelings you still have for him… It’s been a month." 

"Hey!" You blushed rapidly, ashamed by Mia’s words. "That’s not the reason…" 

"Sweetie, we know you. You’re not going to fail yourself, us or anyone else just because you still love him." Nikki sighed. "And he’s kinda handsome…" Mia elbowed her, rolling her eyes. "What?! He is! Not my type!" She screamed immediately, looking at you with a worried expression. "Don’t take it as a hint of my non-existent attraction to your boyfriend." 

"He’s not my boyfriend!" You screamed as well, laughing. "We-are-friends." 

"For now." Mia shouted, giving you a knowing look. "If he plays his cards right… Baby, you’re going back to being his girlfriend in less than three months." 

"Or his wife." Niki giggled while saying it. 

"Very funny." It was your time to roll your eyes, taking a deep breath. "I love the support in case I get back together with him, but that’s not it. I’m still bitter about the whole situation, I just got tired of… I don’t know, the intense drama and both of us wanting closure. He’s my friend. We can be friends." 

"Are you trying to convince us or yourself?" Mia asked, patting your leg. "We get it, he’s an asshole. I’m not saying he’s innocent or that you should get back together with him right now, but… Girl, you’re in love, and so is he. He basically implied marriage." 

"You know what they say about drunk talk." Nikki added. 

"I don’t want to hear anything else about marriage. That’s the reason for our breakup… Besides, we’re going to his parents house tomorrow so he can tell them the truth." 

"No way! How did that happen?!" Mia laughed, visibly enjoying Jude’s future sufferment. 

"He said he was going to do anything in his power to make things right with me… Well, that’s the first thing I asked for: honesty. I need him to be completely honest to his parents." You crossed your arms. "It’s bad enough that he asked Jobe to lie about our breakup too. I can’t stand it anymore." 

"Sounds reasonable." Nikki agreed, smiling again. "He’s going to throw himself under the bus just to make his girl happy; how romantic!" 

The only answer she got from you was a pillow thrown directly at her face.

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If you were completely honest with yourself, you were as scared as Jude seemed. It was easier to think about it than to actually do it. You loved Jude’s parents; they were the sweetest people ever, and they always treated you like a daughter. That’s why it was horrible to lie to them, but it was even worse to confess it directly to their faces. 

"I’m nervous." You said after a while, waiting in the living room for them to arrive. Jobe was sitting on the opposite sofa, smiling from time to time while looking at his phone. 

"You are nervous? Mom is going to kill me." Jude took a deep breath, bouncing his right leg non-stop since he sat down. "Dad’s going to smack my head off after he finds out why I broke up with you." 

You bit your lip, feeling bad for putting him in this position. Nonetheless, it was inevitable. 

"Maybe you shouldn’t mention the marriage part." You said after a while, touching his arm. "It might be too much." 

"What? Yes, I do. What’s the point of telling them if I’m not going to be completely honest with them? You said I needed to hold myself accountable for my actions, that it was best for my parents to know what happened. So I’m doing it. If a scolding from my parents and disappointed looks are what it takes for me to regain a little bit more of your trust, then that’s what I’m doing." He rubbed his face, taking your hand between both of his. "I’m just a bit nervous, that’s it." 

You both looked at each other for a while, just silently studying the other. You felt a different type of happiness while replaying his words in your head. 

"Good, then." You squeezed his hand, smiling. "Do you want me to be here while you tell them?" 

He shook his head. 

"I need to tell them alone, it was my mistake after all." 

"Better gather your courage, because they’re here." Jobe said almost immediately, looking out the window. You didn’t even notice he got up in the first place. "Come on, let’s go somewhere else after you say hello, they need their space." He told you, grabbing his phone.

The three of you silently waited for them to arrive. When the door finally opened, your heart started to beat frantically. Would they hate you after this? Will they yell at Jude? Tell you to leave? 

"Don’t panic. It’s going to be fine." Jobe spoke, sensing your sudden fear. 

"We’re here!" Mark said, his voice coming from the hall. "Are we all home?" 

"Yeah! We’re in the living room!" Jude said, standing up. He looked at you over his shoulder, giving you a tiny smile. "It’s okay, just go with Jobe while I do this." 

"Hello, hello!" Denise entered the room first, smiling, as always. "Honey! I’m so glad you’re here! I bought all the ingredients for your favorite meal, so I hope you’re hungry." While she said all that, she gave both of her sons a kiss and a hug to you. 

"Hello, darling. Nice to see you again." Mark followed her, hugging you. "What’s up with all of you standing in the middle of the room?" 

"I…" Jude started to talk, his voice failing at the last second. "I wanted to tell you something. To the both of you." 

Mark and Denise looked at each other with identical expressions of suspicion. Then they looked at you, raising their eyebrows. The look they had on their faces was a mix of emotion and fear. 

"Okay?" Denise said, sitting on the nearest sofa. "Go ahead." 

"Uhm, it’s better if we’re alone." Jude said, looking back at Jobe and you. 

"We are… Going to be upstairs, bye!" Jobe was fast on fleeing the scene. He took your arm, dragging you out of the room and up the stairs. You gave Jude one last worried look before leaving.

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It’s been twenty minutes since both of you went upstairs. There hasn’t been one yell, any loud voices, or even any mumbling that was high enough for you to hear it. You were happy that it was a peaceful conversation, but the suspense was killing you. You sat on Jobe’s bed, paced around the room, fiddled with some funkos that were sitting on his desk, and even folded some clothes that were on a chair. He kept looking at you with an annoyed expression; you were going all over his room, so it was understandable. 

"Can you sit still for five minutes? It’s fine, they’re not going to kill him." Jobe looked up from his phone after you sat down and immediately got up for the third time, sighing. "Besides, if there’s no yelling, they’re not going too hard on him." 

"I’m just worried that they’ll be mad at him forever." Was all you said, sitting next to him on the bed. "Am I overreacting?" 

"Just a bit." He shrugged, looking at you. "I understand why you are worried, but don’t be. They love you. Of course they’re going to be a bit disappointed in Jude for being… Well, Jude. But it’ll pass. Just prepare, because they're going to work extra hard on getting you back together." 

"Why is everyone saying that? We’re friends now." 

Jobe gave you a side smile that did nothing to calm your anxiety. 

"It’s just meant to happen, darling."

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✉️ Jude: You guys can come downstairs, I’m still alive

✉️ Jude: At least

 The text relieved your stress a bit, but the idea of coming downstairs was still terrifying. What will Denise tell you? You didn’t want to make her upset after all, she was like a second mother to you in so many ways. 

 “It’s now or never, love. C’mon, it’s okay.” Jobe had to physically lead you through the hallway and down the stairs. You were so stiff it was uncomfortable to walk. “Stop acting like you’re walking straight to your death.”

 “It feels like it, Jobe. It really feels like it.” You whispered after walking around the corner and entering the living room. 

 Denise and Mark were standing by the sofa, where Jude was sitting with a blank stare directed at the carpet. He was pale, but other than that, his body language was still pretty good for a person who spent the last thirty minutes talking about a delicate subject with his parents. 

 “Oh, honey.” Denise said as soon as she saw you, walking rapidly towards you. She gave you the warmest hug you’d ever received from someone in a long time. “I swear I raised him better than that.” 

 “It wasn’t your fault, Denise.” You rubbed her back, smiling a bit. Your eyes wandered to Jude, who saw the hug with a tiny smile on his face. His eyes were tired, but he seemed content with what he saw. “It was just complicated.”

 Mark stood there, obviously uncomfortable and not sure about what to do. You simply smiled at him once Denise released you from the hug and gave him a little thumbs up. He seemed relieved by it; he just smiled back and pointed at Jude. 

 “I’ll make sure none of that happens ever again, I swear.” Then he looked behind you. “And you, young man, stop covering your brother when he does things like this.”

 “Dad, don’t shoot the messenger. I prefer to get scolded by you than choked to death by Jude.” 

 “Talking about drama queens.” You said, smiling when Jude seemed a bit more animated by your joke.  

“Well, I’ll take her to the kitchen for a while. She needs a little bit of peace.” Denise grabbed you by the shoulders with care, and you let her take you wherever she pleased because it was better than staying in the living room and being stared at by the whole family.

“My love, I hope you know I’m deeply sorry about Jude’s behavior.” She said the moment you were out of earshot from the boys. “I don’t know what got into him to act like that. I knew something was wrong this past month. He was unusually quiet, he never talked about you anymore, which was weird since he never shuts up about you or what you guys did. I thought it was a fight, nothing else.” She sighed. “I’m very disappointed by all this. And again, so sorry that you had to go through it because my son wasn’t capable of talking to you or us.” 

“Stop apologizing, it wasn’t your fault that he decided to manage the situation like he did.” You rubbed her arm, trying to make sure she saw you were sincere. “The good thing is that we’re on good terms and you guys know what happened.” 

“Oh, it’s such a shame… You guys were such a lovely couple.” She smiled. “It’s not because he’s my son, but… I wish there was a solution. I’m not defending him, he behaved very poorly and doesn’t deserve a second chance right away. I just know that you both love each other very much.” 

You knew you were safe with Denise to tell her the truth. 

“I do. I still love Jude very much but… I can’t just let him be my boyfriend this soon. I feel like… I’ll be disrespecting what I went through this past month trying to get over the situation.” 

“Your healing process it’s more important than my son’s urge to make things right. He can work harder to repair what he destroyed in the first place.” She gave you an understanding look. “Make him do an effort to save the relationship. You deserve it.” 

Your eyes felt suddenly watery. 

“Thank you for the advice…” 

“Anytime, darling.” She paused, giggling a bit. "And we thought you were pregnat, how naive."

That got you giggling as well.

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After the whole “confession session” you had at his house and a very awkward dinner, Jude decided it was a good idea to go out and eat dessert while exploring the city. You argued, saying people may recognize him and take photos while you two were walking, but he just shrugged and took you for a walk anyways. You followed along because you didn’t had enough energy to discuss; plus, you were craving something sweet.

So you let him walk you around Birmingham, like he always did when you visited his hometown. You didn’t know how, but he always took you to a new place, no matter how many times you did the same routine. Tonight, the walk stopped at a really tiny but beautiful ice cream shop; after some greetings, photos with two guys from the staff and very appealing cups of ice cream, you continued walking until you found a very nice bench far away from the dispersed crowds. 

"Were they too hard on you? Be honest." You asked between scoops of each other's ice cream.

"They were, but mostly because I blew it with you. They said that type of impulsive acts had been always a problem for me, and I agree. I always regret things I do from one moment to the other. But... It wasn't much of an scolding, but more of a large session of advices..."

"That's good. At least they didn't kill you."

He smirked, not replying but instead leaning over to steal the last bite of your ice cream but stopped at the last second.

“Wait, where’s your necklace?” His hand moved your hair away from your neck, revealing the absence of the gift that meant so much to the both of you. 

You stayed in place, scared to tell him the truth. What a way to ruin the mood, huh?

“Uh…” You coughed, awkwardly trying to move your hair back to your neck so his eyes were unable to see how naked it was. “I kind of threw it into a lake two weeks ago?” Yes, you did say that as a question. 

“What?!” He laughed afer a few seconds of blinking, surprising you with the absence of any type of anger. 

“I… I threw it into a Scottish lake, actually.” You paused, smiling when he started to shake his head, still laughing. “I was very upset. I wanted to get rid of it to get closure. Don’t judge me!” You smacked his arm. 

“I’m not! I’m just impressed by it!” He kept smiling. “Well, okay. It’s some new jewelry for the sirens, I guess.” 

“Shut up.” Your cheeks were red, maybe because of the whole ridiculous scenario of a siren taking your necklace or because he was very pretty while smiling. 

“I’ll never shut up about this.” He hugged you out of the blue, leaving a tiny peck on your temple before resting his head on top of yours. “I’ll get you a more beautiful necklace… Don’t worry.” 

“You don’t have to…” But you really wanted him to do so. 

“Of course I do, my love.” 

And when you felt the butterflies inside your chest trying to get out, you knew you still loved him a lot. What were you going to do to stay friends with him while your heart healed? No idea.

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[southerntigress]

This Is Gonna Hurt

"Savannah you have to go to this party with me tonight" my best friend Liz says as she busts through my bedroom door

"I already told you no I don't wanna be around nobody"

She has been trying all day to get me to go to this stupid party with her but I don't want to and she ain't giving up

"I know but you have been in the house and haven't been out in months every since the break up all you do is mope around I miss my fiery best friend that was down for anything" she looks at me

I sigh "fine I guess I'll go if it'll get u off my back"

She jumps up and hugs me "yay you have have no idea how happy you just made me"

I roll my eyes "oh I have a feeling"

She giggles "besides there's gonna be rockstars there"

I roll my eyes yet again "oh great just what I wanted to rub elbows with entitled rockstars who thinks every woman should drop to their knees for them"

She laughs "oh come Savannah I heard Nikki Sixx is gonna be there I know how much you have always wanted him to dick you down who knows it might just happen"

I look at her like she's crazy "are you ok girl?" I say and touch her forehead

"Stop it" says pushing my hand away "I'm just fine let's get ready before you change your mind"

So we get there we walk around and mingle a bit then Liz taps me on the shoulder

"Look there's Nikki and Vince let's go say hey"

"Ugh let's not I'm not drunk enough yet" I laugh

"Good cause then you would just be a giggling fool" she laughs as we get closer "You're not wrong" I laugh

As we get closer Nikki is the first one to noticed us and he rolls his eyes and turns his back to us "oh this is starting off great haven't even spoke and he's already being rude" I think to myself

We approach them and Vince turns around "hi I'm Liz and this my friend Savannah" Liz introduces us

Vince smiles and hugs us " Hi beautiful ladies I'm Vince and this here is Nikki" he says as he taps Nikki on the shoulder

Nikki turns towards us looks us up and down

Then looks back at me he looks me up and down  once again and says "I know who you are I've been at your club seen you dance a few times"

"Funny I never saw you" I say

He laughs "that's cause you were too busy being whore and dancing on other guys"

"Asshole how dare u call me a whore u don't even know me" I say

"Don't have to know you to know what you are you're like a dime a dozen sweets I've been around all strippers are whores" he says with a shrug

"You are a fucking dick. I'm not a whore I don't sleep around I was just doing my job and dancing doesn't make me a whore" I glare at him

"No but being a stripper does" he says and returns my glare

"That's rich coming from a rockstar former king of sleaze" I say

He got closer to me "I'm a changed man now"

"Yeah? then what are you still in strip clubs looking to get your dick wet? Then wanna act like you're better than me" I say

"Act? I am better than you"

"In what world? You have fucked 100 of girls and still can't seem to find one that will put up with your ass and now I see why" I sassed back

"Shut your fucking mouth you don't know shit about me bitch" he says stepping close to me and backing me against the  wall

"Or what? You think u scare me? You better think again asshole" I say "now get off of me I have a party to get back to"

I try to push him off of me but he pins me against the wall

"You ain't going nowhere we ain't finished" he sneers

"This was over before it begun now move" I say and try to free myself

"No" he says with a chuckle

He then crashes he lips on mine so hard my head flew back and hit the wall

I pull away " that hurt asshole" I glare

He just attaches his lips back to mine

I fight him off still not wanting to give in but then he bites my lip and all bets were off

I suddenly  came to my senses I pull away

I take deep breath in to keep from losing my shit "Nikki I swear if you don't get out of my face and let me go"

He smirked got even closer "what you gonna do? You ain't big enough to do anything"

I ball my fist up at my sides  breathing hard I'm beyond pissed at this moment

He laughs and looks at fist "might as well unball these" he says grabbing my hands  "cause we both know you ain't gonna do shit you are too much of a little bitch"

That set something off in me I mustered up all the strength I had and shoved him backwards he stumbled back enough for me to get out his grip "fuck you" I yelled walking away

But before I could get completely away he grabbed me and threw me over his shoulders before heading to the nearest room when we got in there he threw me on the bed and slammed the door shut locking it behind him he then walked towards me grabbing me up from the bed and pushed me against the door I went to say something but he put his hand over mouth

" No shut the fuck up you have said and done enough you wanna get mouthy and then shove me when it gets to hot for you take then you're gonna see a side of me I've kept hidden for awhile after I'm down with you you're gonna wish you have never did that" he promises

I rolled eyes "you don't scare me"

He suddenly crashed his lips on mine again and runs his hands down my body when he got to the edge of my skirt he lifted it up and grinned wickedly

"Look at you no panties just the little whore that you are"

"Look at you pants undone and barely covering your dick just like the sleazy asshole that you are" I say

"Fucking bitch" he says

"Fucking dick" I shot back

He smirked "guess we both were ready for easy access"

I rolled my eyes He smirked again as he grinded his bulge against my bare core and I moaned pulling his hair he groaned and bit my lip pulling back on it as he rubbed my ass. He pulled away

"you wanna get mouthy then pull my hair and get rough huh? I'll show you rough and just how much of a dick I can really be and what being a bitch gets you" he says

" thats what you've been saying but all you've been is all talk and I wouldn't be a bitch if you wasn't such a dick" I tell him

He glares at me "That's it I've had enough of you and your mouth"

I smirked and rubbed my hand on his dick "apparently you want more what you gonna about it?"

"Enough!" he yelled and slammed his lips against mine so hard my head hit the wall behind me again but this time with a thud

I whimpered "that really hurt u bas-" I was cut mid sentence nikki grabbed me and pushed me to the floor "Get on all fours now!" He commanded

And that's the night I learned to not push Nikki Sixx over the edge not that I regret it cause it was the best sex I have ever had even if I was bruised and couldn't walk straight for a couple days.

[lowkeyrobin]

Hello I was wondering if you’d be able to write a Genloss Ranboo x Gender neutral reader, where the reader dies, and how Ranboo would react to that? :) (also would I be able to be 💠 anon please?)

ah yes of course!! ; and welcome to the family !!! hope you enjoy our very full and chaotic household

GENLOSS! RANBOO ; sun killer

summary ; your death

warnings ; death, language, talk about Ranboo pulling on the mask/kinda gore but not really, influence by spiritbox bc I love them

track ; sun killer ; spiritbox

word count ; 1.6k

masterlist

[I also recommend this song bc I love Linkin Park and I hold this and she couldn't dear to my heart]

You'd been trapped on the SAW carousel of death, alike many of the others you'd come to know a bit better, having been trapped for hours and hours here. You were surrounded by a large gate, trapped by a man who thought he was attractive, joined by two human sized rats who could speak English. Somehow, his wasn't the weirdest situation you'd ever gotten into.

Finally, Ranboo, your savior, enters the room.

He gets the carousel up and running, deciding to get a little imput on who to bring with him on his adventure, which would include lots of puzzles and thinking. Both of which you weren't good at.

You sit next to Niki, whom could apparently sob for hours on end. She wears a bright red outfit, paired with a bucket hat. It contrasted her split dyed hair, which looked very nice on her.

You were the next to try and convince Ranboo on why they should take you with them.

"Uh, hello, I'm Y/n. I'm not great at puzzles, but uhm... I'm good at being funny! And I think really deeply about things, and I mean, if there's a deeper meaning to things, then I can definitely solve your puzzles! I-I just wanna go home, I'm gonna be honest. I miss my family and my pets, and I wanna live. I really wanna live, I've barely gotten to experience life yet, please"

Ranboo looks at you solemly, looking over at the man in charge. He looked at you like he knew you, but you'd never seen the masked boy before. It was so weird, but you felt like something deep inside of you recognized them too. You just didn't know from where. It was like the scent of something familiar, but you couldn't put your finger on it.

You're left tied to the carousel once they leave with Nikki and Sneeg. You, Austin, Ethan, Vinny, and Frank sit in silence, pondering of when the three sticks of dynamite wrapped around your necks would explode. Frank would be the only survivor, but he's also a rotting corpse, so I mean... Eh.

But, they never exploded, surprisingly. Vinny was actually the next one to be able to leave, somehow. You strike a conversation with the New Jersian surfer bro Charlie, laying on a stretcher a few feet away.

"So, like, why were you eating non-edibles, and how'd you even shove them down your throat?"

"They just slid down, man. Like that one scene from Stand By Me, I ate a bunch of raw eggs right before that" He answers with a nod, "My eyeballs hurt"

You nod and mumble a "Same"

Austin and Ethan are next to be untied, traveling through some Coraline door tunnels, leaving you, Frank, and Charlie alone in the carousel room. You sit silently, hoping you'd be able to escape.

Maybe that's what the game was, a puzzle game to freedom.

Your hopes for freedom shot through the roof as you sit in silence, begging and pleading in your head for the rats to come back for you. Charlie seemed to be pretty dead at this point, considering all the... blood. Everywhere.

But, alas, came your time to shine. You were never the bright one of the group. You just kind of looked at things and reached way too far into it. I dunno, maybe being instructed to solve puzzles with dynamite around your neck wasn't the most chill environment where you'd be thinking level-headedly.

But, you powered through, trying to get your way out of the final door.

You were with Austin, Ran, and Sneeg, with no sign of Ethan, Vinny, or Niki. There was a target on one wall, a button with a large sign that read to not push the button, a TV covered by static, and random trinkets and games lining the shelves.

The first thing you all thought about was the target, considering apparently Jerma said that the challenge would be hard. Hitting the one hundred on the tiny target would've been hard, so he and Ranboo try their best to do it with no luck. At one point, Austin decides to just mimic the suction cup arrow hitting the one hundred, which did nothing, either because he cheated or it just wasn't the way out.

You and Sneeg look around while you try to think that maybe certain items had to be in certain places, leading to you frantically organizing all the trinkets and games. Ranboo looks at you with worry, seeing your face full of fear. It was like they almost knew what was coming next but didn't know how to help you.

Ranboo turns around and stares at the button while Austin and Sneeg almost discourage him, considering a couple sticks of dynamite lay right under it. It wouldn't make sense to use reverse psychology, but it also wouldn't make sense to put it there solely to kill whoever was near and damage the room.

The boy with the mask quickly presses the button, waiting for the explosion that never came. You turn to see the door opening across from you, and you look back at the tall boy with a light smile and thumbs up. You place the board game you were carrying across the room down, seeing that you didn't need it anymore.

A voice (The Puzzler) speaks over the loudspeaker, informing you only one could fit through the hole, which was just a lie? But only one of you was supposed to progress.

Austin tries to fight for the exit and Sneeg pulls him back while the floor slowly moves him through the hole. The lights turned off, and you didn't remember anything after that.

Or even before that.

You woke up a new person, streaming in your room until Ranboo, who you didn't even see for a solid minute, interrupts you by pulling your headphones off.

"Holy shit! Dude, I'm streaming" You speak, jumping out of your skin.

"We need to go, come on!" He exclaims, "You can get back to it later, but we need to go, now!"

You look around, seeing you were inside one of the malls food court shops behind the counter. Your setup was nearly the same, but behind you was a bunch of posters and meal menus. You quickly stand up, trusting the boy you called a friend, hopping over the counter.

"What the hell is going on?" You ask him and Charlie.

Charlie shrugs while Ranboo turns around.

"Do-Do you not remember the cabin thing? Th-The warehouse? It's all just been a show, I mean-"

He's cut off by silence as you approach a funeral/grave inside one of the shops nearby, the headstone reading 'RIP THE PUZZLER'.

"Okay, Ran, what's going on? What do you mean it's been a show? Who the fuck is The Puzzler?" You ask them, trying to make sense of your confusion.

"Wait, no, we aren't the only ones, are we?" Charlie asks, his hands on his head, "There's-There's Sneeg and- shit! There's Niki and Ethan, and, uhm, fuck! We- We have to find them! We need to help them!"

Ranboo tries their best to calm him down, but has to resort to the last option.

"There is no saving them! We have to go, now. We just have to get out of here, maybe we can find help, I dont know!"

The three of you try to progress towards the stairs but slowly back away after seeing some... person (?) standing in front of the doors, back faced towards you.

"What are those?"

"I-I don't know, back up"

"Please explain what those fucking things are"

"I-I've been told that they're human, I think! It's some type of facility, I don't know what's going on"

"What if we find one of those map things?" You suggest, "To find where we are and to find another exit."

"Good idea"

Ran quickly leads you two to a mall map, where Charlie finds the 'you are here' dot. The two try and find an exit while you do a little exploring into the dark, and notice some feet down to your right.

You slowly look down, being greeted by one of those guys from earlier, head banged into the back of the directory, blood dripping down the screen. You slowly progress forward, seeing a silhouette in the distance.

The two quickly notice your disappearance and see the dead guy, calling for you as they see whatever thing in the distance stand up and growl. You don't listen, like you couldn't hear them, and progress onwards.

"Y/n! Come on, we're leaving!" Charlie shouts as you fade into the darkness in silence.

You're thrown back by a compelling force, being thrown all the way back to the escalator past Ranboo and Charlie, hitting your head to knock you out. The two run to your aid, your eyes closed.

Ran quickly notices that most of your midsection was torn away, revealing your ribcage. He's only able to stare as Charlie quickly pulls him away, seeing the creature that hurt you was gaining on them.

They run as fast as they could.

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Ranboo pulls at their mask, just wanting out.

He sits on his knees, pulling and pulling, feeling the wires pulling inside them.

"Get off of me!"

They cry, feeling their eyes roll back into their skull as they pull the mask further and further away from their face. Their hands grip at the top of the mask, trying to rip the back off of their neck.

They'd cut themselves over and over again on the metal, their hands bloody, staining the contraption that controlled them.

They didn't want to live. They wanted to die. Why didn't they let him die? Why did he have to live? He didn't want to be like this. He didn't want to do this! He didn't want to live like this!

They scream in agony, making one final pull on the mask before they drop to the floor. Wires tangle in their throat, the final backing piece of the mask snapping in two.

They lay on the cold, hard, floor, blood pouring out of any extremity possible. Wires hang about, halfway pulled out of their body.

"Just kill me already, damnit"

[sixx6sexx2love]

Hii I was just wondering if you could write dating headcanons or a fluff alphabet or something for Mick Mars

HII YES OMG THIS IS MY FIRST MICK WRITING!! SORRY TO THE PPL WHO WANTED MICK BEFORE I JUST DIDNT THINK I WAS READY GO WRITE FOR HIM YET😭 SORRY IF ITS NOT THE BEST I'LL TRY AND WRITW FOR HIM MORE IN THE FUTURE.

word count: 489

warnings: mentions of sex, drinking, one cuss word, not very well written, not proof read

literally nobody knew where mick was half of the time, but they knew he was with you he always has you with him (partially because of the guys) not saying he thinks one will fuck you but hes watching out. like on the tour bus you're always sat in the back together. hes not super into PDA, not for really any specific reason. its just not his thing maybe hand holding or wrapping his arm around your waist. he'll also let you hold his arm. if he has a love language its most likely words of affirmation. hell tell you how much he love you and loves you being here with him and also tell you how pretty you are. he loves making you laugh and loves it even more when he doesn't mean to make you laugh. he'll take any affection from you but his favorite (though hed never ask for it) is also words of affirmation. hes never really believed in love after his first, so hearing that you love him and all that means a lot. he also likes when you give him massages. his back, his shoulders, his hands, neck, he loves it. this is also something he wouldn't ask for unless he really needed it. but like before they go on stage you can sit there and rub his hands and usually the guys would mention it every time. Nikki would ask for a massage and wiggle his eyebrows. and also before a show I can see you filling his water pitcher with vodka since he thinks he's convinced everyone to think its water. but I can also see you actually filling it with water and him being confused. its long. I've seen it. I haven't seen it up close but I've seen enough. probably not too kinky, maybe some warship and stuff like that. definitely into giving oral. you know how the guys said that sometimes he'd be late to photo shoots and his lipstick would be smeared? that's because of you. I dont really see mick being one to fight, like I don't really see him putting up a fight anyway. thats a fact though he doesn't want to fight with anybody. hes tired and he loves you. if you're really angry at him and you're yelling, he'll leave on his own to give you some space, then he'd come back and ask if you wanna talk about it or if you'll yell at him more. if he's ever one to start a fight he probably wouldn't mean it, maybe he's really drunk and wants to be alone or hes just in a lot of pain and lashes out. but that doesn't happen too much because you often make him feel better before it gets too bad. over all mick is a sweet, funny guy who just really loves you to the moon and back. he wants peace and a good time.

[melanieph321]

Dominik Szoboszlai x Black Reader - Not Enough Part 3/6

Part 1 Part 2

Dominik is so annoying in this 😫

Summary - Reader is excited to meet Dominik's parents but is shocked to find out that they are very prejudiced and do not approve of her.

Enjoy!

Székesfehérvár. Dominik's hometown. A small community located about a forty minute drive from Budapest. Although Székesfehérvár was far from as vibrant as the city of Budapest. The town looked more like a prehistoric gathering place for Lords and Dukes of the 1800th century. A place where the sun didn't look out from behind the clouds. A place that probably only had one unanimous shopping center where kids would lurk around what they believed to be a modern hang out.

"Uh, Dominik...?" You were skeptically looking out of the car window. A friend of his let you borrow it for as long as you were staying in Hungary.

"Yeah, babe?" Dominik's eyes left the road, turning to you.

"Can you tell me about your family again?"

"My family?"

"Yeah, like your siblings and stuff." It would be your first time meeting them. You wanted to know what kind of people you were dealing with, perhaps they were also as close-minded as Dominik's parents?

"Well, my younger brother plays football just like me."

"Really, in which league, Bundesliga?"

He chuckled.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing." He said but did not seize to laugh. "Let's just say my brother is still muturing when it comes to playing professional football."

Whatever that meant, you thought.

"My sister, on the other hand, you'll like her."

"I will?" You perked up.

"Yes, she's very much into fashion and that poet culture shit that you like."

"Wow, you just made me sound like the wokest black girl you've ever been with."

The creases in his eyes widened when he smiled. "Because you are the wokest black girl I've ever been with."

"Dominik, I'm the only black girl you've ever been with."

"True." He nodded and leaned over for a kiss.

You pressed your lips against his. "Idiot."

After a few more minutes in the car, Dominik pulled up to a lovely little home on the outskirts of the town. Your heart pounded in your chest once you realized that this was it. You were meeting his parents.

Dominik walked ahead of you towards the house. You had preferred to hold his hand. Nevertheless, with a knock on the door, he stepped back to stand next to you, waiting in anticipation for...

"Nikki!"

The door flung open, and a child sprung out of the house straight into Dominik's arms.

"You're home, Nikki, you're home!"

"I told you I was coming." Dominik twirled the boy around in his arms. They looked awfully alike, with the same carved cheeks and jet black hair.

"Benedek, who is at the door?"

With all of the commotion a woman appered, eyes wide at the sight of...

"Nikki? Nem tudom elhinni!" (Nikki, I can't believe it!)

"Anya!" (Mom!)

It was a heart-felt reunion. With Dominik putting down his little brother to embrace his mother.

"Mit csinálsz itt?" (What are you doing here?)

It was interesting. You had picked up a few Hungarian words after three years with Dominik. However, compared to his little brother, you understood nothing of what was coming out of his mother's mouth. She had a very thick accent.

"Benedek, is that you bringing cold air into my house?"

A loud thud came from inside the house. It got louder and louder until a large figure took up the door frame. A man, Dominik's father, appeared.

"Nikki?"

He wasted no time, rushing down the steps to greet his son. Dominik's feet left the ground as his father embraced him.

"Nem tudom elhinni!" (I can't believe it.)

His father's accent was also a very thick one, utterly incomprehensible to your ears.

"Hey?" You hissed. You were standing to the side, observing Dominik's heartfelt welcome home when there was a tugg at your skirt. Looking down, a pair of green eyes were staring back at you in wonder. Dominik's little brother.

"Are you my brother's friend?" He asked.

"No." You said in the most disgraceful attempt to speak Hungarian. "I'm not your brothers friend, I'm his...."

"Anya, Apa." (Mom, dad.) Dominik interrupted. With that, all eyes were on you now. "Szeretném, ha találkozna, Y/N, a személyi asszisztensemmel." (I would like for you to meet, Y/N, my personal assistant.)

As oblivious as you were, the mentioning of your name could only mean that this was your queue. "Hello!" You smiled. "It's very nice to meet you all."

Dominik turned to his parents, translating what you just said. They looked at you skeptically but nodded approvingly.

"Egy fekete?" (A black?) His dad scuffed. "Csak illőnek tűnik." (Seems only fitting.)

"Zsolt." His mother frowned, slapping Dominik's father in the arm.

All you could do was keep smiling.

"Cacsorára marad, úgyhogy viselkedjünk." (She's staying for dinner, so let's behave.)

"Yes, yes." His father muttered and gestured for Dominik's little brother to return inside with them.

You turned to Dominik, your only source of security in that moment.

"They like you." He smiled.

"Really?"

"Yes, let's head inside."

A sense of relief washed over you. You and Dominik were invited inside and were quickly ushered into the kitchen. It was obvious that Dominik missed his mother's cooking because he ate more than he does at home, and so did you. His mother was an excellent cook, offering delicious Hungarian dishes.

"Ugh, I think I'm going to explode." You said, having made it to the top of the staircase.

"Me too." Dominik groand. He carried your bags despite his swollen tummy, and for that, he deserved to be rewarded.

"What are you doing?"

You had gone to wrap your arms around his neck. However, Dominik flinched as you did. The first time, he has ever done such a thing.

"I...I just wanted to..." You were taken aback. A heavy lump clogging your throat.

"Baby." Dominik whispered. Why was he whispering? it wasn't late, his family were still downstairs watching TV. "Baby I'm sorry." He saw the hurt in your eyes. I didn't mean to...." There was nothing that could be said, the damage was already done.

"Nikki, is everything alright?"

There was movement at the bottom of the staircase, Dominik's mother, on her way up.

"Megmutattad vendégünknek a szobáját?" (Have you shown our guest her room?)

Dominik scratched the back of his neck. "No Anya, I was just about to."

"Rendben, szólj, ha kell neki valami." (Alright, you tell me if she needs anything.)

"Sure, mom, I will."

His mother gave you a friendly smile before returning downstairs. However, you were still in a bit of a shocked state to return it.

"I'll show you were you'll sleep." Dominik mumbled and made his way down the hall expecting you to follow him. You did, but only because you needed answers.

"Like I said, my parents are a little bit old school...." Dominik stop before a small room. You poked your head in to see that there was only one single sized bed.

"Um, what's this?"

Dominik sighed. "Y/N, let's not make a big deal of it. We're only staying for two nights."

"Yes, but..." You had no words. "You've got to be kidding me, though? We are sleeping together in the same room, right?"

No answer.

"Right, Dominik?"

He grabbed your bags and entered the room, placing them on the bed. You refused to move an inch, waiting for him to return. However, all he said was, "I'm sorry." And kissed your cheek before disappearing down the hall. You were left with more questions than answers, the biggest one being, "What the fuck was wrong with your boyfriend?"

Part 1 Part 2

[unknownperson246]

Here’s a rockstar crime fic

Modern Nikki who’s a serial killer eyeing an innocent waitress who works in the sunset strip

Part 2

Killer On the Loose

Words: 1,169

warnings: *angst* *cussing* *crime* *killing mentioned* *cutting* *hurting* *shooting mentioned* *kidnapping* *being tied up*

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You see this very popular rockstar who was performing on the stage with his band called Motley Crue. He sat down at a table while the rest of the band went out the door. He sat down in his glam metal get-up. You recognized his outfit from his music video “Shout at the Devil”.

They play that video all the time and you are sick of the song especially when they perform it live at the bar every once in a while. You go up to him with a notepad and a pen to get his order.

“Hi sir, what would you like today?” 

“Hi, please call me Nikki,” He said, trying to break the ice.

“I would just like one coke” Nikki smiles and makes eye contact with you.

“Is that all Nikki?” You ask, making sure it was all Nikki wanted.

“Yes Y/N,” He said looking at your name tag.

You go back to the vending machine to get his can of coke.

“I just found my next victim” Nikki chuckles at his sick thought.

“You're going to have fun tonight baby” Nikki smiles as you make your way back with his can of coke.

You set it down at his table and leave to get other people's orders. You go over to the next table and ask what they would like. Nikki keeps looking at you. You were scared of him. You felt uneasy and you wanted to disappear. You felt uncomfortable at the way he sipped his can of coke and how he was staring at you with his red eyes. He looked like a devil. It's been a couple of hours and he is still there. You decide to ignore him and go on doing your job. You turn your back on him and he is gone. You sigh in relief and you go on doing your job. Your shift is over and you go outside to go home. You suddenly feel a man's touch on your back. You can recognize the man's stare. It was Nikki. 

“Nighty night babe,” He says while putting a chloroform-soaked cloth against your nose. You immediately recognized his voice. You pass out within seconds. Nikki makes sure no one sees him and he carries your limp body to his car. His whole band is in the car staring at you with smug smiles. They all kidnapped you. You wake up in an abandoned house with ropes tightened on your body. 

“What the” 

You get cut off by Nikki.

“Hey babe. Do you remember what happened last night?” He smirks with a knife in his hand. “Fuck you,” You say on the verge of tears.

“Someones feisty. There is no need for cussing,” Nikki says.

“I'll say whatever the fuck I want to say and that is funny coming from a fucking psycho rockstar” 

“You know you're annoying. You would be way more prettier if your tongue didn't run like that” 

“Now how about we make you prettier princess” He holds his knife to your tongue. 

“What the fuck?” You scream.

Tommy and Vince come in.

“Now look at what we have here” Tommy chuckles.

“You people are evil. What are you going to do? You and your gang of killers cant fucking get away with this.” You scream.

“Woah she's a real chatterbox” Vince chuckles.

“Maybe we need to tape her mouth,” Tommy laughs.

“You people are fucking pussies.” You yell as Vince brings the tape closer to your mouth.

As a warning Vince cuts you a bit to show you that they really would hurt you. Your words are mumbled as you try to talk with the tape on your mouth. “Fuck you” you try to yell.

They hit you with the chloroform again. You fall asleep on the floor where they tied you up. They removed the tape because you were finally quiet. They all watch you sleep admiring how pretty you were when you kept your mouth shut. “Look at her she is so pretty” Vince coos as his hand goes through your hair.

You start to mumble words in your sleep.

“No, please don't kill me. Please don't kill me!.” You sob in your sleep.

They felt some pity but they weren't going to hurt you after talking about it. They just wanted to kidnap you for money. They all agreed that if you pulled a dumb move then Nikki would be the one who killed you. Nikki had a soft spot already growing for you in his heart.

You wake up again and start to yell and scream for help after you help police sirens around the abandoned neighborhood.

“Shut the fuck up before I blow your brains out!” Nikki yells frustrated with you. 

You map out an escape in your head. Your plan is to run away when they are asleep or when they are only one of them to keep an eye on you because fighting one person is easier than fighting a whole group of people. The next day Nikki and Tommy say they're going out to find a new victim to kill.

“Hey Vince, are you sure you can take care of her alone?” Tommy asks.

“Yeah I mean how hard could it be she’s fucking tiny!” Vince laughs.

Tommy and Nikki leave with all their weapons.

“Vince could you please go get me some Advil and pads i’m on my period” You whimper in pain.

“No. I need to stay here and watch so your ass doesn't escape.” Vince says.

“Vince, I promise I won't try anything. Please can you go and get my things. It hurts so fucking bad” You start to cry.

“Fine fine just don’t start all the hormonal shit with me” Vince gruff’s. Vince grabs his car keys in front of you. “You better not try anything princess” He gruffs as he walks out the door.

You scan the room to find anything to cut the ropes. You slide on the floor so you could try to grab the knife that Tommy left. It's on a high place so you knock it over and you successfully grab the knife with your mouth. 

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck” You scream out of frustration with you.

You try to cut the ropes. You cut the ropes in under ten minutes. You walk out of the door with your hands free and you escape. You run to where you hear the police sirens and ask for help. By the time you were out of the house Vince came back with the stuff you asked for. He was angry when he saw that you weren't in the room anymore.

“Damn it” Vince says angrily.

He calls Tommy and asks for backup but it is too late. The cops were coming to get them.

“Motherfucker” Vince said when he heard police sirens approach. Vince sneaks out the back and gets in his car. He slips away and the police never find Tommy Vince or Nikki again in that state.