#because yea i can get that not everyone can know about like the crüe

[cruesuffix]

1. definitely nikki. i don’t really really vibe with him much and it gets annoying seeing him under tags that have nothing to do with him (like i’m trying to see mick not that giant mf)

2. rarest thing i have is the theory that the indecent exposure story was possibly a lie?? apparently mick actually was being indecent in a hotel bathroom and that’s actually why he got arrested. now this could also be a lie, or he could have just been confused for tommy, just like the original story. i just found it funny how everyone in the band has said the same thing about the story so it seems so unlikely that it was a lie, but there were newspaper articles about it…will we ever know? i have no clue. (was totally rambling here whoops).

3. favourite thing: how creative the fandom can be, be it fanart or fanfics. i’ve read some great ass fanfics in this fandom tbh, y’all are real good at this shit. least favourite thing: unfortunately, you guys are not good at simply just holding your favs accountable and keeping it real. we don’t have to defend these guys, it’s actually kind of pathetic seeing you guys defend the CRAZIEST THINGS. pls, just admit they’re all awful people and keep it pushing.

4. i’ve only really read the dirt and the heroin diaries so i’ll have to go with the basic answer of the dirt. i find the multiple perspectives great, and there’s something about reading the members collective mental breakdowns entertaining. (yes i know that sounds terrible).

5. i know everyone’s saying this but i can’t not mention the resurrection of motley crue. i’ve watched it so many times i could probably recite it all. there’s something so interesting about seeing the band dynamics right there, seeing them interact after not really seeing each other in a long time. just that scene of vince and tommy awkwardly interacting with each other is burned into my brain permanently.

6. i would say both tommy and mick. i have the attitude and philosophy of mick, with the personality and energy of tommy. so i’m a slightly depressed golden retriever boy. that probably makes no sense.

7. for this i’m just going to refer to the midnight barber bit from the mighty boosh (if you know what that is you are the coolest person on the planet) i would attribute that bit to nikki and mick. i think this bit only really reminds me of these two because of that story of nikki ripping out a clump of micks hair…yea this was a weird answer.

8. the fanfics!! omg the fanfics are some of the greatest parts of being here. ao3 has the best fics tho…no shade to the hellsite though, there’s some good things here too.

9. i wanna say all of them tbh. all of them, when pushed to a limit, acts out. i want to say nikki but the way he’s been going on about the current situation (mick) he’s been really immature about it (all his weird ass tweets) tommy we all know has a history of acting out on his emotions, and so has vince. mick on the other hand is so emotionally despondent he lets ppl walk all over him because he doesn’t WANT to act out and is afraid of letting his emotions get the best of him. they all suck at handling things emotionally, which is why they’ve broken up like 50 times.

10. it’s both for me, the music and the band itself are both entertaining enough to be obsessed with.

11. home sweet home (the solo literally speaks to my soul) and save our souls

12. as much as i appreciate the other members for replacing their respective roles as well as they could, i really don’t care about them. the original four are the only ones that matter to me. without any of the four members it really doesn’t feel like the crüe.

13. i don’t care for most of their later discography (i say that but i haven’t really listened to new tattoo or saints) like the last album i’ll actively listen to a lot is self titled. i think they should have just retired after red white and crue era and called it a day.

14. i do have a fic i’m working on…all i’ll say is major character death warning. :)

15. the best thing i’ve seen is all the mick stans going crazy over his solo debut. i was right there with y’all i can’t believe it’s taken so long but it was SO worth it!

The weirdest cruehead questionnaire

Hello everyone, so I've been looking at alot of these question-answer response things on Tumblr, yanno where people will like ask people from a specific fandom some qeustions to get to know the people in the community and the qeustions are usually stuff like, “how did you get into it?” And “Who's your favourite character/member” 

So I thought I'd do something like that, but just a little…. differently.

Basically I'm gonna ask y'all qeustions I've never really heard asked in the community/low-key out of pocket crue qeustions and then you guys just reblog with your responses, that sound cool?

Great!, let's get started.

1.Which member is to you the least interesting and why? ( Not least favourite, just which member do you not spend to much thought on)

2. What is the rarest Mötley crüe story or bit of information that you know?

3. What's your favourite and least favourite thing about the fandom?

4. What is your favourite Mötley book and why?

5. What is your favourite Mötley crüe supplementary material to watch (so this would include the movie, any documentaries, cartoons, anything like that) and why?

6. Which member do you personally identify with and why?

7. Pick a quote from anything non-Mötley related that reminds you of your favourite member and explain how you think it relates to them or why you think it matches them.

8. What's your favourite piece of crüe content that comes from the fandom itself ( fanart, fanfic etc.)

9. Which member do you think is the best at handling emotional situations in the band, and who's the worst and why do you think that?

10. Are you more in the fandom for the music or for the members/crazy stories themselves?

11. What song means something to you personally, good or bad?

12. Which one of the non-original members do you actually prefer to the original members?

13. What's a Mötley opinion that everyone else seems to agree on and you don't or what opinion do you have that nobody else shares?

14. Do you have any unfinished crüe content that you are/where making that you wanna share a bit of? ( This can be fanart, fic ideas, album aliases etc.)

15. What's the best thing you've experienced in the fandom?

[aleximustd13]

If every time I mention "Another Brick in the Wall" to anyone and I have to sing the chorus so people know what the hell I'm talking about, just shoot me in the face right now

[celestica-1988]

She Is My Girl

TheDirtTommyLeeXFemale reader.

Requested: yes. By @keepcalm-and-beyou

“Can I get a imagine where MGK as Tommy Lee is dating the reader but she had a past fling with Nikki sixx and Nikki takes every chance he gets to bring it up pissing off tommy . Nikki as well loves to flirt with the reader leading to making Tommy jealous where one night Tommy snaps. “

Warning: presence of violence

It was a calm peaceful night and you were resting in Tommy’s arms.

You were sleepy after sex and as always your thoughts came to you in casual order, or so it happened usually. Today was different, Nikki was your first and worried thought.

It wasn’t like you were tired of Tommy and started to love Nikki, at all.

The problem was that Nikki was your ex, if you could call someone you’ve been in a relationship for just  a month an ex.

It has been the worst month of your life, you were really in love with him, but for him it was just a game, nothing more. He cheated on you since the day one of your relationship and when you confronted him about it, he just shrugged the shoulders and said it was normal in rapport with a rockstar, that you should have been happy to be his number one. But you didn’t want to be his number, you wanted to be his only one, but that was never going to happen.

Your heart still ached a year and six months after this deranged thing. It took a lot to you to break up with Nikki, you were so caught in that toxic relationship that you sat everything out. You have to thank Mick and Tommy if you break free in the end. Slowly and with patience they made you understand that a relationship with a rockstar wasn’t different from any other, except for being a long distance one sometimes, and cheat wasn’t a rule. It was just Nikki’s difficulty in commitment.

The last straw was that you caught him having sex with your best friend on your birthday, in your bed, the one you shared with him.

Enough was enough and you broke up with him that day.

It hurt, you spent the first three months after crying in Tommy’s arms. He was the one who was always beside you, who gave you the strength to ignore Nikki’s pleas to come back with him.

After six months Tommy told you that he loved you, but he would respect whatever decision you would take, but you have no doubts. In this six months you found out that Tommy was more than a goofball of energy, a puppy or an idiot. He was a sensitive guy who wanted a relationship, always ready to fall in love like it was the first time.

You kissed him and your relationship with him started and with that they also started problems: Nikki never accepted that you now were Tommy’s girl.

He was annoying and persistent, always ready to tease you and provoke Tommy, constantly reminding him you have been his girlfriend.

Tommy never reacted but you knew he was tired and about to lose patience with his best friend.

Tomorrow there would be a pool party and the guys surely would be there, Vince was impatient to introduce to everyone his new girlfriend: Sharise.

You had a bad feeling about that party.

You hoped for the best, but you were prepared for the worst.

And the worst was Tommy and Nikki fixing the problem with their fists. You noticed that every time they were together there was tension, a low stream of hate towards each other.

You were worried, but what could you do?

You loved Tommy and you had no intention to come back with Nikki.

What would be would be.

You felt asleep dreaming a world in where Tommy and Nikki were friends.

………………………………..

The next day you spent the morning preparing for the party.

You organized the decorations, the position of every single table, beach chair, food and drinking.

There were a lot of beer, fuel on the fire, you thought absent-mindedly.

Tommy just walked around the house, ignoring the catering, and tried to play drums for a while, but when you heard curses you knew the session was over.

You went to his studio with an apologetic look.

“Sorry, love. But this afternoon there will be the party and I need to get the things fixed.”

“No problem. I just can’t concentrate and I don’t know why, I’m always so nervous.

Even playing the drums helps me.”

You felt really sorry because you knew why he was so nervous.

It was because the tension between him and Nikki, they used to be best friends and now they barely talked to each other. You hugged him from behind and planted a kiss on his neck.

“It’s okay. Sometimes we are stressed, but I’m sure that you will feel better after this party.” He smiled and relaxed a bit.

“Yea, you are right. There’s nothing better than a party to light up the mood.

Is it all set?” “Yes, baby.” “I’m hungry.” “Let’s eat some sandwiches. It’s midday after all.” “Ok.” You two left the studio and went in the kitchen, there were some sandwiches, leftovers of the catering in case people would end them at the party.

You ate a couple of them and then you wear your bath suit: a yellow bikini for you and shorts for Tommy.

At two o’clock the bell rang and you opened the door: it was Nikki who looked you with satisfaction.

“How beautiful is my girl today.” “I’m not your girl.” You said coldly, but it didn’t stop him from lingering around you more than necessary, Tommy had already got his fists clenched. Soon after the rest of the band arrived, Vince brought a blonde girl who you supposed was Sharise.

You hugged everyone and then you went all outside, at the pool.

Vince was about to introduce the girl when Nikki picked you up and jumped in the pool with you, scaring the living shit out of you.

“Ain’t it fun, angel?”

He said when you emerged from the water panting hard and with your heart about to explode for the shock.

“No, it fucking wasn’t.”

He laughed and he lifted you up, you started to kick and scream, scared of his behavior.

Luckily Tommy took you from your feet and dragged you away from the bassist, you hugged him tightly on the verge of crying.

“Sh, love! Everything is okay, I’m here with you.” “Thank you, thank you.” He caressed gently your hair and finally you two got out of the pool and Vince introduced Sharise, she was a nice girl and she and Vince seemed really in love.

The party kicked in when also the rest of guests arrived and you started to dance with Tommy, Nikki was forgotten for a while.

Dancing on metal songs got you tired, after a while you sat on a beach chair to rest for a moment, Nikki took the chance and hugged you from behind. You couldn’t move, he held your hands.

“Let me go.” You said annoyed.

“Nah, angel. Who fucked you better?” “Tommy.” Your voice was firm even though you started to be scared of him.

“Wrong answer and we both know it. I’m the one who fucked you better.

And who made you scream more?” “Tommy, always Tommy.

Leave me alone.” “Wrong answer again, angel.

I’m the one who made you scream more. You are mine and it’s time to take you back.” He started to kiss your neck, you started to wiggle out of him.

“Stop, Nikki.

This is too much, I won’t come back with you.

Never. Ever.

I love Tommy!”

He didn’t listen to you but after some minutes you were free.

Tommy was punching Nikki, you never saw him so angry, there was fire in his eyes.

“Stop harassing my girl.” He screamed between a punch and another.

“I let you play your games because I hoped you understood you fucked up and lost your chance, but you didn’t. Now I’m tired, time to beat the shit outta you.” The fight lasted for five minutes then Vince and Mick separated the terror twins, Nikki was the most hurt one, Tommy looked at you. There was panic in his eyes, he watched his bloody hands and ran away.

You knew what he was thinking, he didn’t want you to see his violent side and got scared of it.

You exchanged a look with Mick, Nikki wasn’t beat too bad after all so you left him and ran towards the house. Tommy was in your bedroom, you knocked loudly.

“Go away, Y/N. It’s dangerous if you come.” “No, Tommy! Don’t say that.

You are not dangerous and I love you, can we talk?”

There was silence from the other side.

“Please, Tommy, I love you.

Don’t shut me off.” You were crying now.

Finally the door opened and you hugged him tightly.

You watched at his bruised face and kissed gently his lips.

“Everything is okay, let’s talk in the room.” You walked in it and sat on the bed.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I didn’t mean to show you ever this side of me.

I can become violent when the rage is too much to handle, I’m not the kind of man you deserve.” “Oh, shut up. I’m happy that you saved me from Nikki! I know you didn’t want to beat him, but he asked for it.

I know you would never beat a woman, right?”

“Right.” He was hesitant.

“I punched one of my girlfriends because she talked shit about my mom.” “I know, Roxy, right?”

He nodded.

“How can you trust me?” “Because I know that you love me and you will never hurt me on purpose.” Tommy sighed.

“I don’t deserve you, but you choose me anyway, who am I to tell you what to do?” He hugged you.

“I’m sorry.” You lifted his chin.

“It’s all right. What do you think if we have a private party here and now?” He widened his eyes.

“After I fix these wounds.

Do you think the others would mind?” “Are you sure?” “I am.” You said watching him with all your love.

He wasn’t perfect, he made mistakes, sometimes he fucked up, but you loved him also for this.

“Poor Sharise, she knew us from a few hours and she saw a fight.”

Tommy giggled.

“We are Mötley Crüe after all.”

You laughed and kissed him.

You were about to get the first aid kit when someone knocked. It was Nikki.

“Sorry guys for being such a bitch for all this time.” He seemed really sorry.

“Let’s talk about this another time.” Tommy was still angry and Nikki nodded and left you alone.

You caressed him and kissed him.

Your real party was about to start.

[celestica-1988]

The heart tattoo

The Dirt! Motley Crue one shot

Being close friend of Nikki Sixx was one of the best things in your life.

You knew him since high school when you were both outcasts, he was actually the only one person who dared to talk to you during that times.

He was two years older than you and when you finally finished that fucking lager known as school you moved immediately to Los Angeles to stay with him.

At the time you two had a little thing going on, it didn’t last long, but you managed to be still friends each others. Through him you got to know Mötley Crüe and especially Tommy Lee, who was your current crush.

But at the moment the drummer was the last of your thoughts, you were at a pool party and you caught Nikki looking at you more than one time.

Intrigued by that you reached him on the beach chair he was lying on.

He was drunk as fuck, nothing new for you.

“Ohi, Nikki.” “Ohi, Y/N.”

He starred at you in silence, the thing started to be awkward.

“What’s up, Sixx?

Haven’t you seen a girl in bikini before?” “Countless times and I saw even more naked girls.” He blinked, you snorted and rolled your eyes.

“So, why do you look at me the whole night?

Do you miss me?” “Pff. As I didn’t know you have a soft spot for Tommy.

I wasn’t watching you, I was watching your tattoos.” You were puzzled, since when Nikki was interested in looking other people’s tattoos?

He pointed to the stick and poke tattoo you had on the left thigh: a heart with two crossed bones on it.

“Did you do it by yourself?”

You rolled your eyes again because you told him that story a million of times before.

“Off course, I told you countless times. I did it the night before leaving Seattle when I fought with my mother for the last time.” That tattoo symbolized the difficult relationship you had with your mother and Nikki knew this too, but when he was drunk he forgot a lot of things about everyone.

“Yea, true. So, can you tattoo me?” You almost chocked on your beer.

“What?” “Give me a tattoo, Y/N.” “No way in hell, Sixx. What if it gets infected or you regret it after tonight?” “Come on, Y/N.” “No.” But you knew he was a persistent man and this was just the first round.

 An hour later you gave up.

He kept asking you every thirty seconds, he was persistent and merciless and you grew a headache from annoyance.

“Ok, Sixx. I give up, but you have to shut your fucking mouth.

And if it gets infected or you’ll end up regretting it once sober I don’t wanna know shit about it!”

He raised his hands and screamed, you let out a sigh, completely defeated by the bassist.

“Tommy, Vince, even you, old man. Come all here!”

“Fuck off, Sixx.” You chuckled ad Mick’s response.

In the end the whole band gathered around you two, yes, even Mick.

“Y/N is gonna give me a tattoo, so I thought: let’s all get a tattoo.” Tommy eyes lighted up immediately, he was the kind of person who get excited easily.

“Fuck yes, man. Let’s do this.

I’m ready.” “Vince?” The singer was so coked up that just nodded, he didn’t even understand the question probably.

“Mick?”

“On a scale of 1 to 10 your idea is a solid 20 for idiocy.” “Come on, Mick. Don’t be such a bitch! You are my friends, you are my family.

Let’s celebrate it with a tattoo.” “Damn, Sixx. How the fuck could I say no to this?” “Does this mean that you are in?” “I am.”

At this point the band had a group hug, it was sweet but it didn’t help since you were panicking in silence, inside your head. During that brief exchange of words your anxiety grew up so much that it could reach the fucking moon. You had to tattoo four grown up men, drunk as hell and with the risk to mess up with their health.

“Y/N, what do you need?” “A sewing needle, ink, disinfectant I guess. Oh, and a marker!”

Nikki got up and after a few minutes he came back with what you asked for.

You took the needle and a lighter, you lighted it up and put the tip of the needle over the flame.

Some seconds after the tip was orange.

It was all ready and set up.

One by one you tattooed all the guys.

Nikki was ecstatic about it, he kept talking forgetting the promise of keep his mouth shut.

Tommy was excited, he asked you where you learned to tattoo and a lot of things.

Vince just looked at you before you started and said: “Will this tattoo make me hotter for the chicks?” “Hotter than lava.” You said with a sarcastic smiled that went completely wasted.

Mick was the only one calm and silent.

You appreciated it a lot.

Some hours later all the guys had a sloppy heart tattooed on their wrists and you were tired like hell.

 The day after you woke up at a scream in an unfamiliar bed.

It took you a while to figured it out that the person was screaming profanity was your crush Tommy and that you were at Nikki’s house because you passed out at the party.

You followed the voice and reached the kitchen, all the guys were there and they were looking their wrists with a confused look.

“Why the fuck have I matching tattoo with y’all? An heart??”

That was Vince.

“Don’t look at me, Vinnie. I have no fucking idea how this heart ended up here, too.” “As I believe you, Lee! You always the one starting shitty pranks!”

“Shut up! I have a fucking headache!

And I have no fucking idea when, where and why I got this tattoo.” This was Nikki in his unstable hang over mood.

You exchanged a quick look with Mick, both of you were grinning like the Cheshire Cat himself.

The others kept fighting like children, but that was what you love in them and you were proud to give them the infamous tattoo. And happy to be the only one –beside Mick – to know why Nikki asked you do that in the first place.

After all they were a real family.

[celestica-1988]

White hair.

It was a normal morning in your daily routine.

Well, normal as it could be touring with Mötley Crüe. You and Tommy started to date briefly before the tour began and when it happened he begged you to come with him and you did.

You left behind your family, your friends and your job just to follow the rockstar you loved and you didn’t regret one bit.

It has been an unusual and funny experience since now, right now you were just plainly embarrassed,

Tom didn’t seem to understand the rule “no sex on the bus because others can hear us” and so you had sex and it was a mess. You tried to be silent, but Tommy was not okay with it and you ended screaming his name at the top of your lungs. And even worst your neck and shoulders were covered in love bites and hickeys just to make clear you were his girl and that you two fucked.

You closed your eyes to not think about tonight or you could lose control again and you knew you could wait till this evening when you will be in a hotel room.

You looked at yourself in the mirror once again and sighed, Vince will tease you endlessly and Mick will complain that you didn’t let him sleep. You weren’t sure about Nikki, sometimes he just teased you like Vince, other times it was annoyed by the situation.

Well, whatever. You can undone what is done.

You said to yourself and then start to cover love bites and hickeys with make-up.

You were almost done when you see it.

It was standing proud between your dark hair.

Your first white hair.

You screamed and it startled everyone included yourself, you didn’t think you were so overdramatic.

It was natural after all, or it wasn’t?

Were you really so old?

Will Tommy like you the same?

What if you two breakup?

Shut up, drama queen.

You said to yourself.

“Y/N?”

Tommy voice was scared and you turn around just to see the whole band starring back at you with worried faces.

“Y/N, sweetie… What’s up?” Asked again your boyfriend, while he was holding your hands

“Tommy, look at my hair…” Your voice was shaking, Tommy lifted his head.

“They are the usual dark brown, honey.” “Look better!”

You hissed like a cat.

“They are still brown.”

He was confused, you sighed dramatically and pointed at the thing in your hair.

“Do you see it now?” “Uhm…”

“It’s a white hair, a fucking white hair. I’m an old rag!” Vince started to laugh.

“So, that’s what was all about?

You’re a sexy old rag.” Still laughing he left the bunk zone walking towards the seats.

Nikki face was blank, but the he burst in laugh without saying anything and left.

Mick and Tommy were the ones left to deal with your madness.

“Don’t worry, Y/N. It’s not the end of the world.

These idiots gave me a lot of white hairs, I have some black dye you could borrow.

I can teach you how to use it, don’t cry.” Your overdramatic self took over and you were about to cry a river over a stupid white hair.

“Mick, I’m old.

What if Tommy stop to find me attractive?”

The guitarist was at a loss of word, but the drummer wasn’t.

“Mick, could you leave us alone, please?” “Sure. Take good care of her.” “Don’t worry.” You were alone with Tommy now.

“Y/N, look me in the eyes.”

You wished you could, but all you could look at was his chest, the same one who hold you countless time.

A gentle touch of finger lifted your head up and Tommy eyes chained in yours.

“Y/N, look at me, please.

Don’t hide your pretty face.” “It’s not pretty, it’s never been pretty, and now I have also white hairs.

I’m ugly.”

“No, you aren’t. They made you believe you are ugly, but you’re not.

You’re a pretty girl.” “I’m short.” “So I can keep you in my pocket, silly.” “And chubby.” “So I can hug you better and feel safe in your arms.” “Do you feel safe in my arms?” He nodded at the random question.

“Off course. Because I know you won’t judge the tons of bullshit I did in the past and I will probably do in the future. You love me for who I am. That’s why I feel safe.” “And my hair, Tommy?

Do you like my white hair? And what they mean?

I’m getting old.”

“That two stupid hairs didn’t mean a shit to me. You aren’t less beautiful then the day I met you for the first time. You can cover it with Mick’s dye.” You felt better but not totally convinced.

“Still unsure?

Do you wanna know a secret, Y/N?”

“Yea, I love that shit.” “The day that I met you I found my first white hair. I felt like I was turning into my grandpa soon and guess what happened? I found you.

And I proved you I’m not a gramps at all.” He smirked at your covered love bites.

“Definitely.”

“So, do you believe me now?

Do I still love you?” You nodded and then hugged him tight.

“I love you, Tommy.” “I love you, Y/N?”

He lifted in his arms.

“Let’s go to the guys and have breakfast. Would you?” “Yes, you made me hungry tonight.”

You both laughed and then head for the seats.

Two hours later, thanks to Mick’s help, the thing was removed, your hair were dark again.

The night in the hotel with your boyfriend was better than the one on bus, your body was a hot mess, but you love the way Tommy made you feel.

You felt like you were his queen and after years of self-hate this sounded like healing.

Your first white hair was completely forgotten.