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[loveesiren]

1,500 Followers Celebration!! (closed)

Ugh, my babies! I love each and every one of you so much. I've been on tumblr for nearly two decades and I just love writing and connecting with you all. This is my third blog and I want to celebrate reaching this milestone with you all! Thank you so much for helping me get here, you have no idea how much my little hobby means to me and I cherish each friendship I make on this godforsaken website.

So! Let the fun begin!

Inspired by my forever beloved @torturedtypewritersdept, thank you for being one of my greatest friends over the years ♥️

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✍🏻 Blurbs - Give me a character and a prompt from this SMS list or this various list and I'll write a short blurb or text thread for you. (BIGBANG and OBX only)

🎵 Playlist - I will give you five songs I think suit you based of your profile (or your personality if I know you well)

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Send the emoji you'd like with any info needed

One prompt per ask

Be patient and kind, I too have a life so I will get to them as soon as possible

Don't be a cunt

Open from 4/9 - 4/16. I will not be taking requests after that

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[pennymissworld]

i need the original clip so bad. if anyone has the original, please dm meeee

[euphrcc]

| introoo !! (^_^)

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heloo! thi iz just a lil get to know me post to... yeah u alr know lolllz. im mostly active on here or insta btw

my face :o

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☆ my name's niko

☆ im a dude but i have a personality so dont get it twisted

☆ im 5teen (june 21) ☆ im russian nd greek:D ☆ i LOVEEEE steven adler evan peterz paul stanley nd kirk hammett ☆ my style's a mixture of alt fashion n emo fashion (maybe?) and i sometimes wear goth makeup on my ig :DD

☆ interests: guns n' roses, motley crue, cinderella, and la guns, kiss, the cure, type o negative, radiohead, the smiths, the cardigans, smashing pumpkins, crystal castles, lana del rey, aphex twin

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ok i think that's it i hope u liked my lil intro :33!!

[al1en-gut5]

I love furries like PLEASE share your fursona my listening ears are open.

I really need to get my drawing motivation back ...

[storiesforallfandoms]

she is mine ~ mick mars

word count: 2044

request?: yes!

@midsummereve1993​ “can you do a mick mars where reader and him are dateing but she pregnant by somebody else who didn't want to be a father. reader goes into labor and mick is there to help her when she gives birth to her daughter to which mick gives the baby his last name because reader wanted him to adopt her since the baby real father didn't anything to do with reader or the baby”

description: in which she worries that no one will want her or her unborn daughter, but he proves her wrong

pairing: mick mars x female!reader

warnings: swearing, pregnancy, rpf

masterlist (one, two, three)

Dating while pregnant felt like an impossible task. Not that I was trying to date or anything. Having the guy you thought was your endgame suddenly up and leave you because you’re having his child tends to destroy a person’s trust and confidence. But at the same time, I wasn’t going to turn away from someone who was flirting with me.

I was always up front with anyone who showed interest in me about my pregnancy. I wasn’t about to spring a baby fathered by another man on some poor, unsuspecting guy. But usually that honesty resulted in a swift end to a date, or if it was someone casually flirting with me, they would quickly move on to someone else. Once my bump became more visible, I was avoided like the plague.

I’ll be honest, it made me feel unlovable. Like carrying a child and becoming a mother suddenly made me undesirable. My hormones were already going crazy because of the pregnancy, so the undesired feeling was just heightened. I had come to terms with the fact that I was likely going to be a single mother, and there was nothing wrong with that. My first and most important concern was taking care of my baby and making sure she was happy and healthy. But on the other hand, it would’ve been nice to have someone to help me raise the baby.

And then my friend took me to an album release party.

I was about halfway through my pregnancy when we went, so the bump was very evident. I wasn’t too into parties anymore since I couldn’t drink, but she begged me to be her plus one and told me the band would be there. I knew vaguely of the band, but it wasn’t really my genre of music. I decided to go though, to spend time with my friend if nothing else. She promised we’d leave the second I wanted to.

I was stood off to the side, watching all the not pregnant people enjoying their time. I was sipping on some soda, wondering at what point I would go grab my friend so we could leave.

I was shocked when I was approached by a man.

“Are you doing okay?” he asked.

“I’m okay,” I confirmed. “Why do you ask?”

“Well, you are in a room full of drunk and drugged out people while being in a ...different predicament.”

I chuckled and put a hand on my bump. “What if I’m just fat?”

“Then that drink in your hand would’ve been all over me already.”

“Okay, fair point. I’m just here with my friend so she could have a plus one. I’m not...you know, partaking in the party.”

That’s when I happened to look back at the room and saw all the attention on the two of us. I awkwardly shuffled under their watchful eyes.

“Why are they staring?” I whispered.

He looked at me, confused. “Seriously?” I shrugged. “I’m Mick Mars. The drummer for Motley Crue?”

I gasped. At that moment, a loud announcement of the other band members’ arrival drew everyone’s attention away from the two of us. The party was suddenly dialed up a notch, and Mick lightly took my arm and guided me out of the loud room. We ended up going outside so it was less stuffy and there were less people.

“So, you really didn’t know who I was?” he asked, a playful smile on his face.

I shook my head. “I’ll be honest, I’ve only heard your stuff on the radio. I’m not, like, a big fan or anything. I’m sorry.”

“No! It’s actually refreshing to meet someone who isn’t falling over themselves when they meet me. The others like that, but not me. I’m too old for that shit.”

“You don’t seem that old.”

“My body definitely feels that old.”

I leaned against the wall behind us. My back was starting to ache. Or, I guess it was starting to ache worse than usual. Having to carry around this growing belly was doing a number on my back and legs. I leg out a sigh as I let the wall take the weight of me.

“Is the, uh, father okay with you going out to parties?” Mick asked.

I scoffed. “I’m sure he wouldn’t give a shit even if he knew. He left when I found out I was pregnant.”

“Oh, that’s terrible.”

I missed the slight look of happiness on his face.

It took Mick one day after we met to ask me out on a date, and then it took two weeks for him to make our relationship official. Suddenly, I went from feeling undesirable to being the girlfriend of a major rockstar.

Mick became very involved with my pregnancy, too. When he found out when my due date was, he made sure to tell the band he was taking the entire month off so he could be with me when I went into labor, and be with me and the baby after she was born. When he was on tour, he would constantly call me to see how I was doing, and when he wasn’t on tour he came to my appointments with me. He even came up with a couple baby names.

“Vince thinks you should name the kid after the band,” he told me one night while we were on the phone.

“God,” I groaned. “I hope no one ever procreates with him.”

“Too late. His girlfriend just found out she’s pregnant.��

“Oh, but now she and I can be the band moms! That’s exciting. Tell her to name the kid, though.”

It almost felt foreign to me, having someone care so deeply for me and my baby. I mean, of course my parents were a big help, and so was my friend, but this was different. This was someone who met me and decided they could love not only me, but also my unborn child. It was someone who wasn’t afraid to take up the responsibility of a child that wasn’t his. Not biologically, anyways. But with the way Mick was treating me and helping me with my pregnancy, this baby was more his than the prick who actually knocked me up.

I didn’t want to get too attached, though. Even though Mick was showing how committed he was to me and the baby, it was still only early on in our relationship. I hated to admit it, but I was insecure while he went on tour. Even though he assured me that he was not the type of guy who was into meaningless hookups with young groupies (”I’m too old for that shit,” he had said again), I couldn’t help but picture all the beautiful young woman who would likely be throwing themselves at him every night. All the women with slimmer bodies than mine, who weren’t wildly emotional because of pregnancy hormones and weren’t craving weird food combinations and getting emotional when they couldn’t eat those food cravings. I didn’t want to grow too attached to him, to think of him as a life partner and a father to my daughter, and then have him leave the same way my ex had.

But Mick proved to me every day that that wasn’t the case. With every call, every check in, every doctor’s appointment he attended, I felt those insecurities fading away.

And, like he promised, he was there when my water broke. He rushed me to the hospital, holding my hand the entire way and talking to me to calm me down. He was there as I was brought into the delivery room, and when the doctor’s tried to tell him he couldn’t stay, I screamed through the pain of another contraction that yes, he was staying.

I was afraid the birth would freak him out. It freaks out most people the first time they see it happen. But Mick held my hand through it, looking at me and telling me how good I was doing, until the first cries of my daughter brought his attention to her. He watched as the doctor’s cut the umbilical cord and took her to wash her and coddle her.

“She’s so tiny,” he told me as he squeezed my hand. “You did amazing, baby.”

I only held her for a short period of time, just enough to initiate some skin to skin contact with her and to lull her cries. I had a nurse take her so that I could rest after the exhaustion hit me so suddenly.

When I woke up, I was in my own private room. The door was closed to muffle any of the noise going on in the hallway. I turned my head to look over at the chair next to me, and I could’ve sobbed at the sight. Mick was sat there, cradling the new baby girl in his arms. He had a small smile on his face as he looked down at her, rocking her gently.

He looked up and noticed I was awake. “Hey. Good morning, sleepy head.”

“Shut up, I just gave birth,” I said, teasingly. “How long have I been asleep?”

“A few hours, I think. I’m kind of surprised she didn’t wake you with her crying, but maybe you were just too exhausted.”

“She cried?”

He nodded. “Yeah, very briefly. I didn’t want her to wake you, so I tried rocking her, and it seems that’s all she needed.”

I extended my arms to him. “Can I see her?”

He stood and slowly walked over to the bed. She handed her to me, making sure I was supporting her body and head before letting her go completely into my arms. He was right, she was so tiny. I didn’t think a person could be so tiny in my life. She had little cheeks already, a small whisps of hair already peaking out from under her pink hat.

“She’s adorable,” I said. “Hey baby girl. Welcome to the world.”

“The doctor’s were in earlier asking about a name for her,” Mick explained. “I said it was best if they waited for you to wake up.”

“Oh yeah, I guess I didn’t get to give you a name before I passed out,” I said. “Well, lucky for you baby girl, I already have one picked out. And it’s a pretty name, too. Dahlia, after mommy’s favorite flower.”

Mick smiled. “I like that name.”

We were silent for a moment, just gazing at the sleeping baby together. I raised my legs a little to rest her against them. She stirred slightly, but just enough to shift a little then fall back to sleep.

“I was thinking,” Mick said, bringing my attention to him. “And if this is too forward or anything you can let me know. We’ve only been together a few months so I completely understand, but how would you feel about giving Dahlia my last name?”

For a moment, I thought I had hallucinated. The pain meds from the birth must not have worn off. There was no way he had actually asked that.

“What?”

“Again, it’s totally fine if you want to say no. I was just thinking...I don’t intend on going anywhere. I love you so much, and I already love Dahlia so much. I know I’m not biologically her dad, but to me, she is mine. I want her to have my last name. Eventually I could legally adopt her as mine, too, and maybe you’ll end up having my last name too.”

If I didn’t have a baby on my lap, I would’ve thrown my arms around Mick and kissed over every inch of his face. Instead, all I could do was nod my head as tears started to run down my face.

“Yeah,” I said. “Yeah, I’d love that.”

Mick’s smile was bright enough to light up a room. He leaned down to kiss me, gently and quickly as to not disturb Dahlia, then moved to kiss her gently on her forehead.

“Wait, isn’t your real last name Deal?” I asked. He nodded, which made me giggle. “Dahlia Deal. Double D.”

“Oh God, please do not tell the guys that. That’ll be her nickname for the rest of her life.”

[bilbao-song]

secret rocker santa updates (11/14/24)

they finally fixed my account so i can send messages again!! throughout tonight and tomorrow i will be back to sending numbers from this account <3 i am running super behind lol but it should be easy to catch up. (if for some reason you do still receive a message from @bilbaosong, that is also me. idk why that would come up at this point but like...just in case)

other than that!! it is time for another list of bands/musicians whose fans we are most in need of as participants currently:

- tom petty/tom petty and the heartbreakers - led zeppelin - guns n roses (GNR) - the B-52s - mötley crüe - lou reed

i'll be tagging this post accordingly, but if you think your followers may be interested in any of these, please consider reblogging this post and/or one of the other posts (short post here, long post here) about this event :-) reblogs are super important to this project because that is the best way to make sure this reaches people outside the same circle who may not already know each other. anyway, as usual, everyone is welcome as long as you enjoy (not necessarily post about!) some type of music from 1950s-1990s.

sign-ups are open through november 28th and anonymous messaging begins december 1st! feel free to send me an ask or message if you have any questions <3

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[naugthybutters-doodles]

Kiss Me Baby. Oh Kiss Me. 18+ Mdni

Characters: Nikki Sixx, Paul Stanley, etc.

Pairing: Starterror

Setting: Biker au!

Summary: ‘’So…what did he say?’’

‘’Nikki….’’

‘’Paul tell me.’’ Nikki asked, calmly. 

‘’Are you going to get angry?’’ Paul questioned, warily. 

‘’No, not at all. But depending on what he said to you that made you like this, i might~.’’ The biker chuckled then stopped as he saw the look in Paul’s face. 

It’s serious, Nikki thought. Feeling Paul’s hand grab and intertwining his hands with his, his fingers touching the rings, sliding the tips of his finger on the rings than the tattooed skin that look like the paintings that Paul would see in museums that made Nikki look like the perfect masterpiece he was to him.

A masterpiece that felt….real.

⚠️Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Aftercare, oral sex, thigh jobs, butt jobs, makeouts, shotgunning, Plot with porn, etc, Ask to tag~!

Comments and sharing are greatly appreciated!!!

AlsoonAo3

‘’What’s wrong, princess? You’ve been quiet since I set foot in here, what’s the matter? Mean old man criss gave you a talking to?’’ Nikki questioned, standing in front of the store counter with his hands in his pockets. Looking a bit worried for his boyfriend who was standing behind the counter with a pouty yet saddened look that made those doey eyes of his stand out more than they should’ve. Those caramel delights staring at nothing but the floor instead of the cigarettes in front of him that the biker placed on the counter to get his sweetheart’s attention towards him in order to find out what’s wrong.

‘’Not exactly….’’ Paul mumbled, rubbing his arm. Full head of curls covering his face, his hand gripping at the edges of his store uniform harshly, wrinkling it at the seams. Avoiding his boyfriend look more at he just stared into space, his mind repeating what his boss said to him mere minutes ago before Nikki arrived here on the motorcycle that was louder than fireworks that made Paul heart soared above the heavens at first then was immediately shattered when his boss said some cruel words that made Paul….

Deeply upset, so upset he’d forgotten Nikki was here until he said something that made him a little happy but still upset.

‘’Not exactly? Sugar, what did he say to get you all like this?’’

‘’All like what?’’ Paul asked, fiddling more with his outfit.

‘’Honey, your messing up that cute uniform of yours with your hands. Your pouting and not in a way it’s adorable to me instead it’s concerning me.’’ Nikki stated, watching Paul stop fiddling with his outfit once he said that.

‘’You didn’t even say hi to me when I entered, you always say hi or even greet me at the doors. Either giving me a hug or a soda, hell even asking me how my day was.’’

‘’I-i-forgot….’’

‘’Forgot? Stanley, you’ve never forget. You have everything mesmerized to a t. You even remember things about me that no one else would remembered.’’ Nikki stated, watching Paul perk up a little then look down.

‘’I’m just having a off day.’’ 

‘’A off day? Don’t lie to me baby, I saw you with the biggest smile on that pretty face of yours when I drove into the parking lot. You were not having a off day, if anything you were having the best day ever.’’

‘’Maybe i’m…just sick.’’

‘’You would’ve stayed home.’’

‘’Nikki….’’ Paul sighed, knowing his boyfriend wouldn’t drop it. He bit his lip, crossing his arms.

‘’Paul…’’ Nikki goes, going over the counter slowly. Paul stepped back, giving him some room as Nikki knocks some stuff off. Making a little bit of a mess but not too much of a mess ike Paul is right now, getting some dirt on the counter. The biker grabbed his cigarettes as he slid off the counter, not giving a look at the stuff that were on the floor, he turned his look to Paul…

Who didn’t even say anything about the mess and that…

Scared him.

‘’Baby…’’ He cooed, his hands going up on Paul’s shoulders. The dim light of the store was shining on them brightly, the only people in this store were just the two of them as they looked at each other as one held concern as the other held despair and a little bit of…

Anger.

Which Nikki has never seen before in his lover, which raised alarms.

‘’Kitten…’’ Nikki goes, tilting Paul’s chin. Smoothing that soft skin of his with his tatted and rough hand of his, feeling Paul wrap his arms around him like a lifeline. His other hand went up the back of Paul’s head, stroking his hand through a wave of massive curls that stuck to his hand, curling around them like they were seeking refuge from someone who….

Shut out the light from his star that shined brighter than a diamond.

‘’What did the old man say?’’

‘’Many things…’’ Paul uttered, hugging Nikki against him more.

‘’Like what? You can tell me anything.’’ Nikki stated, hearing Paul sigh more.

‘’I know but….you wouldn’t like it.’’

‘’How bad can it be? He’s just some crooked old man who doesn’t think before he talks-’’

‘’That’s the problem, he did think before he talked.’’ Paul sadly uttered. His eyes watering up. Tears peaking out from the side of his eyes, struggling to keep his voice straight yet it was coming out wobbling and shakened.

‘’The old man thought before he talked for once? Wow, good for him.’’ Nikki chuckled, which made Paul laugh a little but not enough for those tears to disappear. Nikki wiped them from the side of his eyes with the tip of finger. He then kissed Paul’s cheek gently, seeing that little pout turn into a little smile that lit up his world with life even more like…

Paul does everyday.

‘’So…what did he say?’’

‘’Nikki….’’

‘’Paul tell me.’’ Nikki asked, calmly. 

‘’Are you going to get angry?’’ Paul questioned, warily. 

‘’No, not at all. But depending on what he said to you that made you like this, i might~.’’ The biker chuckled then stopped as he saw the look in Paul’s face. 

It’s serious, Nikki thought. Feeling Paul’s hand grab and intertwining his hands with his, his fingers touching the rings, sliding the tips of his finger on the rings than the tattooed skin that look like the paintings that Paul would see in museums that made Nikki look like the perfect masterpiece he was to him.

A masterpiece that felt….real.

 Paul looked up, his heart pounding.

‘’Do you promise not to get mad or at least do something to him?’’

They looked at each other, eyes reflecting like mirrors. Paul’s mind going rampant like marbles meanwhile Nikki’s plotting in his mind on what to do to his lover’s boss.

Paul breathed slowly, Nikki brought him closer.

The air grew thin, the clock ticked.

Sweat dripped, hearts beating.

‘’Nikki please….’’ 

Paul touches Nikki’s chin, rubbing bits of the stubbled hair that was going to grow and become a beard that made his lover even more….

Perfect. 

‘’Do you promise?’’ 

Nikki looks at him, trying to decide. He looked at Paul, then around the store for a while then at Paul.

Nikki breathed out, Paul stiffened. 

He looked him in the eye, opening his mouth.

‘’I promise sweetheart. I promise….not to get mad nor…do something to your boss.’’ He stated, Paul smiled. 

‘’Thank you.’’

‘’No problem starshine…’’ He goes, giving Paul a kiss that sent heat throughout their bodies. Disconnecting quickly before it gets hot and steamy between them, they move away from the counter, away from the cameras and away from where anyone can see them. Moving into somewhat of a storage that looks like an office room.

The door was already open to begin with, it was dark but not too dark as a lamp was on. There was an empty desk, along with beer cans scattered on the floor along with other items that appeared to maybe belong to Paul’s boss as Nikki looked around the room as Paul took a chair and sat down. 

Taking a deep breath, Nikki leaned on the walls that were coated with darkish brown paint.

‘’So…what did he say Paul?’’ He asked, taking a cig from his pocket.

‘’What did he say that got you all messed up like a crumpled flower?’’ Nikki goes, lighting up his cig.

A flame ignited.

‘’He said…he said…’’ Paul utters, struggling with his words.

He takes a deep breath, Nikki inhales smoke.

‘’He…’’

Paul's eyes trembled, Nikki’s lung were filled with smoke.

‘’Peter said….’’

To hell with it, Paul thought.

He opened his mouth, baring it all out.

‘’Peter said that a man like me shouldn’t be with a man like you because i’m nothing but sensitive, frail, insecure, self loathing son of a bitch that should just stay lonely for the rest of my life because a man like you who’s done some crazy shit like he did back in the day shouldn’t be with someone like me let alone near me, he said you should be in jail and i should just be….’’

Paul whimpered, sniffling.

‘’Rotting away like i did before you came into my life. Rotting like some chump who doesn’t deserve anything because i don’t do hard work like he did….’’

‘’Oh honey….you do hard work.’’ Nikki whispered, going towards Paul. 

‘’I know but he either doesn’t see or acknowledges it when i’m here, he doesn’t even pay attention to the workers that don’t do nothin but fool around in the back….i do everything around here and he still give me jack shit….’’ Paul whimpered, tears slid down his face.

Nikki’s eyes narrowed, anger boiling inside him.

‘’And to top it all the way off, he’s cutting my pay in half and making my hours longer than they already are to the point of dead of night where i won’t be able to call you…..’’ 

‘’And He said all of this to you in a span of seconds before i enter?’’

‘’No….i found out through my email this morning. I thought I could just push it away and ask him about it later but….’’

‘’He blew off on you.’’ 

‘’Yeah…’’ Paul replied, sadly. His head falling into his head, tearing up more. Nikki takes him into his arms, trying to soothe him.

‘’Oh Paulie….’’

‘’What am I going to do Nikki…most of my money goes to my apartment and the other half goes to how much food I have left. I’m starting to have not enough food because I'd barely have money let alone in this economy, I can't even buy eggs or anything for myself. I can’t ask my roommate for money cause he’s having trouble too and i don’t know how much longer i could be here with how things are becoming….oh my god.’’

Pau confessed, feeling a bit relief but more stressed than ever.

‘’I don’t know what to do….’’

‘’Do you want me to do anything?’’ Nikki asked, softly. Grabbing Paul's hand, stroking it gently.

‘’I do but…I'm tired of stressing people out and asking for help. No would help a schmuck like me.’’ 

‘’You don’t know that, i’ll help someone like you….’’ 

‘’I know but i don’t want to stress you out so much that i make you leave me out in the dust….’’ Paul tearfully goes, crying in Nikki’s hold. His sobs echoing through the room, staining Nikki's Biker jacket with his tears. Upsetting himself more at the thought of ruining Nikki’s clothing but Nikki didn’t care about that right now, he cared about two things that were on his mind that one will make Paul better and the other would be…

Making Peter and some employees think twice about what they do to his lover at work through….

Mental and physical torment that Paul would not hear or notice at all thanks to his beloved….

Biker group.

The Motley Crue, they will handle it later for now Nikki will handle….

Paul..gently.

‘’Oh baby, you can never stress me out.’’ He stated, comforting Paul. 

‘’And i will never leave you anywhere in the dust, if anything i’ll take you with me to the end of the earth till death do us part.’’ 

‘’You don’t mean that…’’ Paul eyes went wide, Nikki wiped his tears away.

‘’I do mean that pumpkin, I do. And right now i’m going to ask you something you might think it’s bad but otherwise would make such a reaction from your boss that would make you chuckle.’’

‘’And what is that terror?’’ 

‘’Is this your boss office?’’ 

‘’Y-y-yeah why?’’ 

‘’Well it seems your in need of a stress relief and…it seems…’’’ Nikki looks around, staring at the desk with a wicked grin.

‘’This is the place to do it.’’ 

‘’A-are you s-serious?!?’ Paul yelped, almost getting up from the chair but Nikki softly pushed him down making sit like a good little dog. Making eye contact with him as he went behind him with a smirk.

‘’I could get in huge trouble and lose ev-’’

‘’You will not lose anything, baby. Get that thought out of your head.’’ Nikki urged, massaging Paul’s shoulders slowly. Pressing down a little firm yet so good on Paul’s shoulders, Paul let out a little moan. ‘’So tight….’’ Nikki whispered, Paul tensed.

‘’But what if someone walks in and see’s us?’’ Paul questioned, scared out of his mind. 

‘’Got that covered sweetheart.’’

He presses down, Paul shivers.

‘’Got.

He dips his hand into Paul’s shirt, his other hand wrapping around Paul’s neck.

‘’That.’’ 

He touches Paul’s nipple, leaning into Paul’s ear.

‘’Covered.’’ 

He whispered, hotly. Blowing smoke into Paul’s face, twisting those sensitive nipples of his with his rough fingers, turning them harshly as Paul moaned and squirmed in his seat, pushing his thighs together as the heat inside of him started to boil up again like before but this wasn’t disconnected like before so this time it was connected like the real deal.

‘’Nikki….’’ Paul softly groaned, shaking violently. 

‘’Princess….’’

‘’I’m tired.’’ 

‘’Of what?’’ Nikki questioned, pressing his lips on Paul’s ear. Licking the tip of his ear with his pierced tongue.

‘’Being bossed around, being nothing but a joke to everyone around here and if were willing to do this in his office….let alone maybe….defile something in the wake of it due to us then….’’ Paul utters, breathing out deeply. His nipples hardening up like a rock, his cock started to act up like a wood.

Getting more erect, he gulped.

‘’We’ll make it something to remember by…’’ He wailed, turning his attention towards Nikki the minute he was smoking. Nikki held his smoked breath until they connected there lips against one another, sharing the smoke together as some of it came out from the side of there lips as they made out.

Tongues lapping and curling around each other, saliva dripping from the lips as the smoke was dancing around them, clouding mostly mouths and minds as they pushed back and forth, Nikki gripped Paul hard as Paul touched Nikki’s chin. Caressing him softly as those hands of beloved biker explored his body like a temple.

Going down to his sides, Paul trembled as his shirt was taken off and dropped to the floor. He then grabbed Nikki’s jacket collar then the zipper. Zipping it down slowly as they lock eyes as Nikki gives Paul the cig.

Letting him inhale the smoke, he blew it in Nikki’s face.

Nikki inhaled it, moaning out as Paul took his lips again as he took the jacket off of him and put it on himself.

‘’Fuckin hot princess. Black is your color.’’ Nikki complimented, sucking Paul’s tongue.

‘’And red is your color.’’ Said Paul, looking at Nikki’s red stained lips.

‘’What about white then?’’ Nikki asked, smirking.

‘’How about we’ll find out?’’ Paul questioned, huskily.

‘’Mine or yours?’’ Nikki smiled, caressing Paul’s lips.

‘’Mine, Big daddy. Mine.’’ Paul stated, smiling widely. Unbuttoning his pants, Taking his cock out as he wrapped his hand around his 7 incher. Pumping it vigorously for a while as Nikki stared and groaned at the sight of it, he reached out.

Grabbing Paul’s wrist, helping him pump. 

‘’Fuck….’’ Paul groaned, moving his head to the side. Leaving his neck vulnerable to Nikki as he felt those rough and messy lips snacking on him harshly, already making marks on his skin that were going to be seen by a lot of people but Paul didn’t care at all in the moment as he squeezed his cock, letting Nikki control his movement as he stroked up and down, the veins on his cock beating violently as red bloomed across his face.

His eyes trembling with deep arousal, cock becoming harder as he and Nikki work each other to the bone. Listening to each other groans and moans as they move with each rhythm that came with each pump, stroke, twist and kiss possible to them. Teeth going into Paul’s neck the more Nikki snack on him, moving Paul’s wrist with his body instead of his mind. His cock started to rub against his leg underneath all that leather clothing he was wearing.

His face flushed with sweat and saliva, covered in smudge lipstick stains from his beloved worker. He dropped the cig, crushing it with his boot as he took a deep breath while he spinned Paul around in the chair to face him.

‘’Damn sugar…you look magnificence.’’ 

‘’You too daddy, you too.’’ Paul huffed, hotly. Leaning back into the chair, he spread his legs far and wide. 

‘’I should be calling you daddy, hell even sir with the way your looking way finer than a diamond.’’ Nikki stated, getting on his knees. 

‘’You should..papi.’’ 

‘’Oooh, good one Pumpkin. Good one~.’’ Nikki cooed, licking his lips. Sitting between Paul’s thighs, he leaned in front of Paul’s love gun. Watching it beat violently as Paul let go of it, breathing huskily on it as he heard Paul whimpered from just his breath alone. Watching those veins, the little precum coming out from the tip. 

Eyes heavy, he gripped Paul’s thighs as he went down on him with his pierced tongue. Licking from the bottom to the top of it in such slow motions that Paul held his breath as he made it to the top of his cock with his tongue, licking around it until he tongued Paul’s urethra. Getting a shaky moaned out of him as he tongue and stroked him with all his might, Making eye contact with him throughout without looking or stopping at all.

Trapping his cock in his mouth, he bobbed his head up and down.

Hollowing his cheeks, he sucked it like it was a special reward for him as he went down more and more. Getting more noises out from Paul, his tongue curling around the beating veins that were almost popping from how much heat that was flowing through him. The worker gripped the side of his chair as he squealed and wailed from such pleasure, sweat dripped away from his face as Nikki's hands went under his thighs.

Lifting Paul up a little, his legs went on Nikki’s shoulder. Letting go of Paul’s cock for a sec as he slid his pants down all the way to his feet, getting into the middle once again as he planted his lips Paul’s cock.

Pushing him down in the chair, Paul let out a gasp then a squeal from that sweet mouth of his.

The chair dipped back, giving them more room as Paul laid down. Bucking his hips, Nikki took him deeper into the back of his throat. Gagging a little for a second, he fought it and won as he slammed down on Paul’s cock. Tightening his lips more, feeling Paul about to explode like a geyser. He went faster, the cock hitting the back of his throat harder and harsher, growling loudly as Paul grabbed his hair, twisting and pulling at it as the heat in his core started to grow and grow hotter with each lick and feel of Nikki’s tongue.

Paul moved his head frantically, pushing Nikki deeper down there into his wild and bushy rainforest of a groin. The hair follicles going up into Nikki’s face, into his nostrils and maybe his mouth as Nikki took him whole, creating a new sensation that sent Paul all the way to heaven and back.

He proceeded to touch his nipple, twisting it the moment as Nikki slurped the tip of his cock then slammed down for the final time.

“Nikki! I’m about to come!’’ Paul yelled out, squeezing his eyes shut from the intensity. Huffing and panting like crazy, Nikki went faster! Jackhammering his mouth onto his cock with no problem, he squirmed more and more.

Gripping Nikki’s hair tighter, almost pulling hair out.

‘’Oh~!’’ Paul moaned, squeezing his thighs around Nikki’s neck. Almost crushing him as He jerked from Nikki’s teeth grazing the tip of his, feeling him slurp and suckled, feeling him play with his balls. Feeling him cup and squeeze, rolling them around with rings as the tip of his tongue licked them for a slight moment. 

‘’Nikki….’’ Paul panted, eyes rolling in the back of his head. Lightening his grip, he looked down at his biker, Nikki looked and smiled with his cock in his mouth. He pulled off of Paul’s cock, slowly crawled up to him with a hot look in his eyes, getting on top of him. Looking down on him with those emerald green eyes, holding something in his mouth.

‘’Open your mouth princess.’’ Nikki ordered, Paul opened.

Nikki opened his mouth and out came a gallon of come, dripping in a line of creamy and white come as it drizzled and glistened in their eyes. It splattered into Paul’s mouth, creating a mess on his face as droplets of cum slid down and fell onto the sides of the chair. Staining it more as Nikki gaved him more cum from his mouth as they touched lips.

Connecting them once more, getting more messy with one another. Nikki pulled out his cock, shoved it between Paul’s thighs. Thrusting with a pace of a cheetah, rocking themselves on the chair back n forth as they kissed and throttled themselves to oblivion with there lips and bodies as time passed with each thrust and moaned.

Paul groaned, wrapping his arms around Nikki tightly. The biker held him, going faster. Listening in on those moans urged him to go more further. He grabbed his cock, placing it between Paul’s cheeks. Paul moved as Nikki thrusted, jerking each and every time the cock glided and prodded his hole, almost sliding in when Nikki sped up his pace yet never fully. He rubbed and rubbed, Nikki thrusted and rutted.

‘’Kiss me, baby. Oh kiss me.’’ Paul begged, Nikki followed. Kissing him passionately on the lips, Paul grabbed his face and held him gently. Sparks fly as there kiss deepened….

Like diamonds in the sky. 

‘’I love you.’’ 

‘’I love you too sugar, I love you too.’’

Hours passed, the clock ticked.

The two men laid naked on the chair, wearing nothing but each other as they held one another. Sweaty and at ease now, Nikki stroked Paul’s hair softly. Paul smiled and pecked him on the lips.

Staring at each other sweetly. Face full of dried and wet substances, Nikki took a tissue from the desk nearby. Wiping Paul’s face, hearing him chuckle with his cute laughter made his heart soared to the heavens, he wiped him down as Paul stayed still. 

‘’Is there another one?’’ Paul asked, curious.

‘’Yeah, do you want me to get another one?’’ Nikki responded, Paul nodded.

The biker grabbed the tissue box, holding it against him as Paul took more than one.

‘’Hold still for me, Please?’’ Paul goes, Nikki stood still as a pole. Letting Paul wiped his face and neck with each smooth and gentle movement, taking away the remnants of the cum and saliva that was near his lips and eyes, he gently dapped it as they stared at each other with such emotion.

Paul blushed, Nikki grinned.

‘’Has anyone told you, you look like a masterpiece?’’ 

‘’No sugar, why?’’ 

‘’Because you look like a masterpiece of a painting to me.’’ 

‘’A masterpiece? That’s a new one~. Where did you get that one?’’

‘’Your eyes and looks but mainly you….my Masterpiece, my perfect masterpiece.’’ Paul confessed, hugging Nikki. 

‘’And has this masterpiece made you feel better?’’ Nikki questioned, looking into Paul’s eyes.

‘’Yeah….you did.’’ 

‘’You’ll be okay, you know that right?’’ Nikki questioned, getting off from the chair. Helping Paul up, both of them getting dressed together and tidying themselves up.

‘’In time i know, but it’s going to be hard.’’ 

‘’Not hard but easy.’’ 

‘’With you…’’ Paul turned to him, he was glowing. Wearing Nikki’s jacket, going towards the biker, grabbing his hand gently. 

‘’It will be easy.’’ 

‘’Easy as a test, darling. Easy as a test.’’ Nikki stated, walking Paul out of the office room by his side. Leaving a mess in the back for someone else to find and clean it up as well underneath the counter where he slid earlier to talk to Paul. He looked to the windows, the sun was setting beautifully on the horizon giving Nikki….

Time.

‘’Wanna go home early Starflower?’’

‘’Right now? It’s a bit early too close but….’’

‘’I’ll lock up the store.’’

‘’You will?’’

‘’Yeah and after that we’ll take a ride near the flower fields…’’

‘’Near the roses?’’ Paul questioned, Nikki nodded.

‘’Near the roses, My beloved flower.’’ Nikki said, stroking Paul’s cheek. Paul leaned into it, smiling widely as the touch made him feel warm and well.

‘’And after that, we can watch a movie together tonight and order out. Your pick.’’

‘’Your the best.’’ Paul stated, kissing Nikki.

‘’I know.’’ Nikki smiled, stroking Paul’s head before getting the keys to the lock up the store. Paul left his side to gather up his things to head outside, Nikki watched him go and leave the store as he looked for Nikki’s bike.

Nikki saw, pointing to it.

Letting Paul know, he watched Paul get to the bike.

Watching him sit.

Good boy, Nikki thought.

‘’What a good boy he is.’’ He whispered, his hand going into his pocket. Grabbing his phone, he turned it on. He stared at the wallpaper consisting of him and Paul cuddling each other in bed after a night out on the town, the light from the phone shining on them both in the photo. Paul only wearing Nikki’s shirt and Nikki wearing one of Paul’s boxers, hair both frazzled, Sharing a blanket, it was…..

My favorite, Nikki thought to himself. going to his many contacts. Swiping up and down until he got to the one he had in mind. He smiled, dialing it.

It rang and rang, Nikki's face getting serious and straight as it rang. Remembering what Paul told him, remembering the look, the tears and the words that made him so upset about what they were doing to him here, it was shitty and horrible but don’t worry…..

‘’Hello?’’

‘’Hey Mick, What’s up?’’

‘’Nothing. You?’’

‘’Hehe, lots of things Mick…lots of things.’’

‘’Tell me about it.’’

The Motely Crue will handle it….

Like. They. Always. Do.

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[lucycore]

As u guys can see I'm back. Idk I'm free from studies/school right now and I need blogging cuz it's like free therapy for me. I'm feeling better now and everything is all good. (Well not really cuz I wanna k someone really badly but I will get over it in a few days).

I take requests for basically all people I've been writing for on my blog so feel free to request but I can't promise that I will write all of them..Only if I like the idea and won't be too many cuz tbh I don't feel like sitting here and writing 20 requests. I know...I'm very honest but lying won't bring us far.

♡

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Todays menu: You falling on the ground in front of Rockers and how they would react.

(I would laugh at u for sure...♡)

☁️ Fluff ☁️

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Paul Stanley: Would get kinda worried and help u up asking if ur okay. He wouldn't laugh no matter how good of friends or couple u guys are.

Gene Simmons: Would be like a disappointed dad and be like "can't u for once not be clumsy and watch ur steps?" Wouldn't help u up, instead just wait till u get up with an awkward smile.

Ace Frehley: Of course would laugh at u and make jokes but when it's really bad then help u up and ask if u need anything.

Peter Criss: He would giggle a bit but help u up and tell u to be more careful or even not let it happen and catch u.

Eric Carr: He would be a sweetheart. Getting really worried and ask if u hurt urself badly and kinda overdo the situation but in a cute way. He just wants u to be okay as he hates seeing u hurt.

Ozzy Osborne: He would tell u to be more careful and not help u up but kinda complain about u not being careful.

Joey Tempest: U either would fall into his arms or if u really hit the ground, he would have this typical shocked face with wide eyes and immediately ask u if ur good and help u up.

Klaus Meine: He would be like "😬" and ask if u hurt yourself. He also helps u up and even hugs u if it's bad.

Nikki Sixx: Would look at ur ass and smirk but eventually help u up and ask if ur fine.

Andy Biersack: Would immediately knee down and stroke over ur cheek and ask if ur fine and of course help u up also being kinda worried. Would never laugh at u..Only if ur his bestie.

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(I really need to listen to some more bands and read more about the artists. I know a lot of bands and their music but don't read about the musicians)

[tobbesdiscordkitten]

There’s also that side of the fandom who say Vince sacrificed skylar for fame

That is so sick when that little bundle of joy was his world when he couldn’t be there for his other 2 kids

Ugh...people are gross.

My mom argued that Vince lost Skylar due to karma because of Razzle. While that may be true, it's still unfair to Vince since that car crash was an accident, and out of his control.

I know Vince doesn't have a close relationship with his other kids, but Skylar was his pride and joy. She was the one who looked like Vince the most and gave him the tightest hugs. She had unconditional love for him - the kind Vince never received from any of his wives or other children. It saddens me to even say this :( I wish the fandom had more compassion for him in the end.

[toastofthetoastfic]

welcome to my blog

i’ve asked around, and so many people have told me i should make a blog. i am the writer of the fanfic, toast of the town!

there are so many active readers that it gets a little hard to keep up. i find the wattpad announcement feature quite irritating because i can’t use emojis or add photos 😾

for those who have no idea what i’m talking about, hi! i’m penny, im a teen, and i love to write. i currently have a nikki sixx fanfic called ‘toast of the town’ going on wattpad. i’m autistic, and i’ve found that writing about my hyperfixations helps me a lot (even if they’re stories i’ve made up).

STORY DESCRIPTION:

In the early 1980s, Penny Lane and her best friend Jill meet Mötley Crüe, quickly becoming inseparable from the chaotic rock and roll lifestyle. As they navigate the highs and lows of fame, love, and loss.

Penny is a free spirit with a mysterious past. Originally from Australia, she changed her name to Penny Lane at 16, inspired by the Beatles, and left behind a life she refuses to talk about. She's a manic pixie dream girl, filled with charm and unpredictability, but carries the weight of hidden scars. Nikki Sixx becomes her muse-her soulmate, her greatest love-and their story unfolds over decades of heartbreak, betrayal, and rebirth.

This story spans decades, following Penny and Nikki through the 80s, 90s, and beyond. Through the chaos, the heartbreak, and the love, Penny and Nikki's connection defies the odds. It's a love story that will burn bright, then flicker, then rise again-just like them.

TOTT !

main blog !

[pennymissworld]

the female urge to make a fan account that i’ll post on twice then forget about

[muschiettistrashmouth]

I wanna hold your hand- Nikki Sixx

Day one - holding hands

NOTE: Hello there, I wanted to try something new this year so I started a writing challenge for September. So here's day one!

Warnings: none

Requested: no - part of a challenge.

Words: 300

Enjoy!

Dating someone like Nikki Sixx was challenging, not only did you have to stay alone for days when they were on tour, but the fans were really cruel sometimes. The other girlfriends warned you about it in your first conversation with them. And that really made you stay away from the media and public stuff. Sometimes it was unbearable to not be able to touch him outside your house or backstage.

Sharise was one of your best friends and was always with you on every occasion. It was rare to see one without the other. And it was during one of your talks that Nikki finally understood why you never touched him in public.

"You know, I'm too scared to even hold hands with him and end up with a crazy fan around my throat." You pull your legs against your chest, resting your chin on your knees.

"Oh honey, I understand, really." She sighed, placing a hand on your shoulder. "They really have very aggressive fans, but you will stop living your relationship because of them? It doesn't even make sense!"

Now it was his turn to sigh, it really didn't make sense.

Tommy is behind the door with Nikki when Mick and Vince arrive.

"What are they doing her-" Mick didn't even finish his sentence, Tommy told him to be quiet so they could hear better.

The three stared at Nikki as if to say 'why didn't you ever do something about this?' to every sentence of your conversation with Sharise.

Mick, in all his delicacy, enters the room.

“Hi, Mick!" The blonde smiled at him.

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After the boys finished getting ready for their post-show party, you all walked out the door. Nikki held your hand affectionately.

"I won't let anyone stop you from touching me again."

[yiling-on-crack]

Started stanning 80s rock bands. Being a kpop fan I'm used to getting content on a silver plate, but here I am scouring the desert for content like a man dying of thirst.

[starry-eyed-extraterrestrial]

I'm curious how many of y'all have read the Motley books or have consumed supplementary video media, like the movie and stuff. Reblog this and tell me what you've read and watched.

- the dirt movie and book

-tommyland

-first 21

-resurrection of mötley crüe

-TONS of interviews

-killer planetiod (does this count?)

[stvolanis]

ABOUT ME

╰┈🎀 19 y/o in college!!

╰┈🎀 diagnosed BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder.) click here to know more!

╰┈🎀 Gender-Fluid & Pansexual

╰┈🎀 Any pronouns (she/they pref)

╰┈🎀 My fav blogger is always gonna be @medium-rare-bimbo!! Dunno where she went but love her always😭

╰┈🎀 wish I was born in the 80s (the men were so pretty >.<)

╰┈🎀 My DMs are always open for people who want to chat or be friends!

[babydollfawny]

Intro for fucking follows lmao

My Names ,,Naomi” I love ari, Lana, Motley Crue, Katy perry, Pamela, Billie eillish, ethel Cain, nd more but that’s all I’m putting for now

Im a girlblogger who loves older men and has opinions

Idgaf what anyone thinks.

If you don’t like what I post get out of my page bitches

Thats something’s about me follow if you want let’s be moots…. 🎀🐙💫