#nikki sixx story

[sucker4sixx]

Raising hell

Pt.3

PLOT: you and the crüe need to preform a set together and for nikki.. it doesnt go as planned..

WARNINGS: public embarrassment

You spend the rest of your Sunday complaining about having to preform with the crüe, your managers call both bands to a rehearsal studio to practice what you will do, mick, the guitarist for mötley is very vocal about how short notice this is and how it wont end well, some of your band mates agree but mick just glares at them when they speak up, not wanting to deal with their “shit”. Nikki doesnt even steal glances of you or try to avoid you, as if nothing happened and it makes you feel incredibly awkward.

After practicing how you will enter the stage and the set list and running it through you all agree you know what your doing, not wanting to spend a second more with eachother. Your band head back and offer for you to go out but you just wanted to go back to the hotel and sulk in your hungover state.

Later that night, round about 11:27 you get a knock at your door, you get up and open it to a drunk nikki, hes breathing heavily and swaying alittle. “Nikki? What are you doing here?” He rolls his eyes “im good thanks.. here” he passes you your bottle opener you left in his hotel room the night before. “Sorry for making things awkward and uncomfortable but.. you get where i was coming from yeah?”

“Yeah.. lets just.. forget about it okay?” You both nod and fall silent. “Why dont you come in? We dont need to do anything-“ he cuts you off “no.. i better get back to my bed” you give a small smile “okay.. night night Nikki” he leans down to press a soft kiss to your cheek, “night night sweetheart” he makes his way back to his own hotel room and you close the door, your cheeks going red.

The next day your bands need to be in extra early, the set up on the stage was crazy, two drum kits, two basses, two guitars and two singers.. hectic. Your band would play your songs while the other band would walk around stage, having to act like they would punch you in a second and the same the other way around.

Nikkis in a shit mood, incredibly stressed and taking it out on everyone, you accidentally trip up over his foot during rehearsals and he growls “clumsy bitch!” He spits, you get up and try to square up even though he was almost a whole foot taller. “Hey! Its not my fault you have big clown feet!” He smirks “you know what they say about big feet right?” Your blood runs hot at his smugness “yeah.. must be why your a huge dick!”

Show time comes and you and nikki are 10 arguments in, the bands strut onto stage and the crowd is louder than youve ever heard, crüe start and you stalk around stage, nikki was your assigned target so you walk around him, narrowing your eyes as he leans into you, his faces inches away from yours as he glares at you with genuine hate. Back and fourth and back and fourth till the last song, its your band playing the last one and you decide to really humiliate nikki.

“So.. for this song i decided to give you all a treat and nikki a big surprise. Someone bring me out a chair!” Everyone looks around in confusion but nikki drops his bass and gets a chair just for himself, stalking towards you “sit.” You order him like a dog and he sits just behind you “good boy!” Once again, treating him like a dog. “Start the mother fucking song”

The song starts and its a sexy riff, you sing along and slowly lower yourself onto nikkis lap, his hands snake around to your hips as you sing, hes surprised but knows he needs to keep his cool. You give him a lap dance as you sing, the crowd (mainly the women) going crazy. Nikkis grip tightens painfully into your squishy hips as he feels himself getting hard. A solo starts and you turn off the mic, nikkis mouth moving to your ear. “Im going to fucking kill you” he growls “why? Because you have a boner? I can feel it.. right here” you grind right into his erection and he hides his face in your neck as he lets out a whimper.

When you start to sing again you turn around so your backs facing the audience but your facing nikki, his eyes staring into your soul as you belt out the last lyrics, standing up as the crowd scream, nikki not sure how to get around hiding his boner, he decides to be proud of it and stands up, its painfully obvious but its the last thing on his mind right now as he thinks of ways to sabotage and embarrass you.

When you all get off stage your manager nods and smiles, glad you done what you did for publicity reasons. You head for the bar but nikki grabs your wrist and slams you against the wall “you cunt! You completely embarrassed me!” He shouts “not my fault y-“

“No it is your fault! The whole crowd practically saw my dick!” he shouts in your face “then dont wear tight leather pants!” He lets go of you and steps back “you know, im tired of trying to get on your good books and seeing where it takes me, your so fucking difficult” you step forward “well you should’ve been such a dick this morning-“

“I was stressed! Of course im going to be a dick, i was so fucking stressed out!” He cuts you off once more “your fucking impossible, you know that? Theres not one good thing i can say about you right now” he shakes his head and leaves..

[metmotleysgirl127]

OBSESSED

Nikki ran me to his dressing room. He opened the door and let me in. Once he shut the door he turned to me, slamming his lips into mine. “We got 20 minutes until the show sweetheart. Think you can cum for me beforehand.”, he asked, taking my shirt off. “Question is. Do you think you can make me cum in 20 minutes”, I asked, unbuckling his belt. “Oh absolutely.”, he says, dropping to his knees. He lifted my leg onto his shoulder and ripped my underwear off. He attacked my pussy, making me grab onto his hair. “Fuck!”, I moaned. I laid my head back moaning loudly. He took a breather, shoving his fingers into my pussy. His speed was fast. It hurt but In a good way. He put my leg down and pulled his fingers out. “Get on all fours baby”, he says. Nikki sixx was going to fuck me on the floor. I got in position and he pushed my skirt up. He gently pushed into me, making me gasp. “Fuck, so tight”, he says, gripping my hips. His thrusts were slow and sharp. My mouth dropped and I hung my head. He pulled me by the back of my head and gave me a rough kiss. “Are you ready for this dick baby”, he asked. I nodded. He let my head go and started ramming fast into me. “Oh my god! NIKKI”, I screamed. He grunted, grabbing onto my tit, squeezing it. I held his hand there and moaned loudly. “Yo nikki it’s Tom! Are you ready man?”, Tom says, knocking on the door. “Hey fuck off”, he yells, gripping onto my hair. “O-okay, 15 minutes”, Tom says. “I said fuck off man”, nikki grunts, pulling out. He flips me over and sets me in his lap. “Sorry about him doll”, he says, lowering me down on his length. I gasped, gripping onto his shoulder. I started bouncing on his cock and he threw his head back. “You're so good to me”, I moaned, scratching down his back. I pulled him into a kiss. I felt him twitch inside me, making my mouth drop. He moved my hips faster, shoving his tongue into my mouth. “Fuck”, he groaned. I whined into the kiss. Our tongues were twisting around each other. Our saliva was all over each other's faces. “Hey Nikki, it’s Vince. Bro you gotta get out here”, he says, knocking on the door. “I’m gonna cum”, I say. “Cum, let him know we’re busy”, nikki says. I screamed, cumming all over his cock and his thighs, my nails scratched down his back, making him cum. He pulled our body’s closer together as he squeezed me. I kissed him through our orgasims. We sat there, catching our breaths. “That was the best sex I’ve had in a while”, he says, kissing my neck. I nodded in response. I laid my head on his shoulder and he hugged me. “Round 2”, I mumbled. “I gotta get out there. You should watch me from the side lines. Well have fun after the show”, he says. “You actually want to fuck again”, I asked. “ I was thinking we would make love”, he says, pushing my hair back. “But we just met”, I giggled. “And I’m already obsessed with you”

……..

Hey y’all, just thought I would try this out. I don’t expect anything. But please no hate. I rushed lol

[copias-juicebox]

Vince Neil on Celebrity Ghost Stories, 2010

[duffslut]

Faking tears

Nikki Sixx x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 630

Warnings: Smut! Oral Sex, Daddy Kink, Degradation Kink, Dacryphilia Kink etc. Minors Dni.

- Do you want it? - Nikki asked, moving his hips and making his hard cock dangle in front of your face.

- Yeah. - You said in a whimper.

- Then ask for it. - He said.

- Give me the dick, dada. - You said in a sly voice, leaning forward hoping to finally get what you wanted.

Nikki let out a laugh that made your body shiver and approached you, he held his dick in one of his hands and hit your face with it while laughing at you.

- What a dumb little whore. - He said in a low voice, watching as you kept your mouth open waiting for him to shove his dick down your throat. - You look so pretty for daddy like that.

- Here. - Nikki gently placed the tip of his cock on your lips. - Slow down baby, daddy doesn't want to hurt your little mouth. - He said, putting his dick in and out of your mouth repeatedly.

You kissed his hard, juicy cock, it felt like a dream to finally have his thick pink cock in your mouth, his orders for you to take it slow didn't work, because minutes later you already had his dick so deep in your throat you could barely breathe, you interspersed between his balls and his cock, smearing everything with your drool.

Nikki wrapped his veiny hands around your neck and squeezed your skin as he forced his cock deep into your throat, your eyes rolled back as your mouth was fucked hard.

- Come here. - Nikki commanded, groping your tits and squeezing your nipples while you walked still a bit bewildered to the bed.

He lay down on the bed and put his arms behind his head.

- Do your job doll. - He said, you already know what to do. - Just like daddy taught you.

You straddled Nikki, rubbing your luscious pussy on his cock without letting him penetrate you, your hips moving back and forth quickly, the tip of his dick oozed a clear, sticky liquid and you rubbed it across his abdomen, scratching his sweaty skin with your fingernails while riding on his lap.

You lost control of your body a few seconds later when the feel of your pussy rubbing from balls to tip of Nikki's cock was enough to make you delirious, you closed your eyes and leaned your spine back, moaning more and more uncontrollably, rubbing your body against his harder and harder, your blood was boiling, the pressure in your body was so much that you didn't even hear what Nikki was saying, your moans were too loud you couldn't even listen to him.

- Don't come yet... No... Don't you dare. - It was the few words you heard during your ecstasy, but it was too late, as your ride got slower, your cum spread throughout the length of Nikki's dick.

Your orgasm was so strong that you had tears coming out of your eyes, one of the things that only happened when you fucked with Nikki. You leaned your body forward for comfort, bringing your bare chest together with Nikki's.

Nikki stroked your hair for a few seconds while you had your face buried in his shoulder, but it didn't last long until he showed his dissatisfaction with you. Nikki's caress in your hair started to get more aggressive until he pulled your hair all the way, forcing you to lift your head.

- Shame on you Y/n. - He said seriously, still with his hand holding your hair. - I'll give a real reason for these fake tears.

As soon as Nikki finished talking, you felt his cock being fully penetrated inside you, the startle made you feel a twinge of pain, but Nikki couldn't care less, he thrust inside you mercilessly, making you sob and beg him to slow down.

[musicmags]

[gremlincum]

I got locked out of this account for a good year, but i am back and better than ever lovies

I am open to writing again! Requests are open for anyone in my master list!!

[esta-elavaris]

Had a moment today that exemplifies how my family thinks but like, in a way that’s just very sad and makes me glad I don’t think that way.

Showed a relative the amazing painting that friend did for me, and her first response was “you’d be able to sell that for some good money!!!”

Like. No????

For months I’ve discussed this creative trade with this friend, we’ve talked about what the other wants, we’ve gotten excited about it and traded progress pics as we work on it for each other, gotten stoked over making plans to get to the post office and seeing the other finally get it, and it’s just been a very wholesome and very fun project. It took six weeks for us to complete these projects, and now I have something on display in my room that makes me very happy, that’s objectively beautiful, and that I know a friend put a lot of effort into making for me and was THRILLED when I adored it.

And my family’s immediate line of thinking is “make a few quid from it lol”.

I can’t imagine the headspace it must take to go through life like that.

[their80smichelle]

*giggling and kicking my feet in the air* Nikki and Fred together 🥹🩷

[that-metalhead-ace]

Everybody say thank you to the motley crue instagram account for dropping this question

So that i can show off my unhealth-ily large motley crue photo collection on my phone

[inlovewithfictionalmen7]

Rules:

I´ll write basically about anything except r@pe, SA I will write about it being a past trauma though not in detail.

bare with me please im new to all of this and if you guys want to send me requests they'd be greatly appreciated

Billy Hargrove

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Draco Malfoy 

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Tom Riddle

severus snap

Tommy Lee

Nikki Sixx:

Misunderstanding- one night doesnt go well after Nikki comes home three and a half hours late.

Vince Neil

Mick Mars 

Bucky Barnes 

Loki Laufeyson 

Peter Parker 

Tony Stark 

Steve Rogers

Rafe cameron:

Im Sorry Mommy- when y/n overhears something the boys say,she´s not happy and punishes Rafe

JJ Maybank

John B 

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

Bo Sinclair/Sinclair brothers

Michael Myers

Jason Voorhees

poly!ghostface

Thomas Brown Hewitt

brahms heelshire

Sodo/dewdrop

Rain

Swiss

Phantom 

Mountain

Lucifer

Mammon 

Leviathan 

Satan 

Asmodeus 

Beelzebub 

Belphegor 

Lord Diavolo

Barbatos.

Matt Sturniolo

Nick Sturniolo

Chris Sturniolo

Zach Mitchell

Lee Bodecker

Nate Jacobs

Michael Langdon

Kyle Spencer

Tate Langdon

March

Countess

Misty Day

Xavier Plympton

Kit Walker

Kai Anderson

Madison Montgomery

[sucker4sixx]

Raising hell

Pt.2

PLOT: you and nikki shout at eachother some more and nikki spreads some shit..

WARNING: drug misuse

The next day you lay in bed hungover, its a saturday so you have the weekend off but that doesnt mean your going to do anything productive. After hours sat whining in bed about your sore head and the night befores events the bands go out once again.

You head straight to the bar and order yourself shots, you go almost the whole night without seeing nikki untill you go to the bathroom, you walk in to him snorting cocaine off the bathroom sink “shit!” He jumps up but his ‘caught’ expression drops to a smirk “fuck sake, you again! Cant you fuck off!” He rolls his eyes “your always so fucking dramatic, you know that? Such a fucking whiner” he moves closer to you. “Well atleast im not an asshole”

“No.. your worse” he narrows his eyes

“Just fuck off so i can take a piss”

“No. Im busy.” He speaks straight “fine then” you close the door and sit on the toilet, not giving a shit if he was there, you watch as he sets out another line, not caring that you were literally pissing beside him. You gasp “whats that!” You make him look away and snort his line, flushing the toilet and heading for the door. “Hey! You bitch!” You flip him off and leave.

While dancing you feel someones hands gripping your waist and you start dancing on them, looking back and seeing nikki who stood in shock as you danced on him “oh fuck! Nikki what are you doing!” You try to pull away but he pulls you back against him “i wanted a chat” he growled into your ear, you roll your eyes and stop grinding on him, feeling your cheeks go alittle red in embarrassment “what is it?”

“I wanted to talk about last night”

“Ohh, last night when you confessed then left me for a hooker?” He growls against your ear when you say this, pissed off “she wasnt even a hooker, she didnt even fuck me she pussied out” you laugh bitterly “thats karma” nikki walks off to the bar and you feel obligated to follow.

He orders himself a jack n coke and turns to face you, scanning your face, his gaze drops to your dress and he smirks. “Dont” you stop him “dont what?” He says genuinely, tilting his head “dont call me fat, im not in the mood” you order yourself a jack n coke, nikki going alittle quite “i was going to say your dress.. its nice” you shake your head “dont be nice, dont try to be nice, its weird”

“So what? You want me to be a dick to you permanently, fine. Your a real bitch, your selfish and needy and you dont know when to stop”

“Sounds alot like your explaining yourself”

Nikki growls “do you have to always be so god damn negative? Its not often im nice but when i am you tell me to be rude”

“Dont make me feel bad nikki.. ive never liked you, youve never liked me so keep it that way” he downs his drink and slams it down “fine by me” he storms out the bar.

The guilt eats you alive the whole night and you try to drink it away but only find it growing like a monster standing behind you with its hand wrapped around your neck. You drunkenly stumble to the hotel and knock on his door, he opens up with a powdery nose and only his boxers on. “What?” He mumbles

“I-im.. can i come in?” You slur alittle, nikki sighs

“Why?” He leans against his door frame, he wanted to let you in but didnt want to give in. “… i dont know..” you speak quietly and he sighs, letting you by, you stumble into his room and lay on his bed, he cant help but let out a laugh. “What are you doing?” He sits beside you and watches “getting cosy” you roll onto your back “stop trying to act cute, its not going to work”

“You think im cute?” You giggle and he rolls his eyes “maybe just alittle” he gets up and heads to the mini fridge in his hotel room and gets two beers for you two. “Here” you sit up and open the bottle with the bottle opener you keep on you at all times. You drink the beer quietly, nikki watching you “why are you actually here” you gulp and put the beer down beside you “guess i missed you” you shrug, instantly regretting it “missed me? You? Bullshit..” he shakes his head “i missed being annoyed i guess” you laugh and run your fingers through your hair, you both make eye contact and you try to crawl forward to him “no.. no, dont do that” he leans back, a smile still on his face “whyyy?” You whine and giggle “because its not right, we know that, get off” he tries to swat you away as you crawl onto his lap.

“Cmon nikki, i can feel you.. your hard” he groans as you sit down onto his lap “get off…” he huffs, grinding up onto you, your hips grinding down onto his clothed erection “god.. your so hard” you moan but he grabs your hips to still you “stop.” He says firmly and you stop, looking into his eyes. “Stop.. your too drunk, i cant let this happen”

“Nikki please-“

“No, get your shit and go” he pulls you off his lap, his erection straining against his boxers as he looks away, you get your stuff and head to the door, you glance back but hes already busy rolling a joint.

The next day you wake up to your door being knocked, you, in your hungover state stumble to the door, you open it to your manager with a furious look on his face. “Stu? Whats up?” He sighs and looks around “why am i hearing that you broke into nikkis room and tried it on with him last night?”

“Stu i didnt-“

“I dont care if you did or didnt, sort your shit out, me and doc have planned a show where you and the crüe are playing together and i swear, if you fuck this up-“

“You what?!”

[tobbesdiscordkitten]

Hi I have some news I want to share. I wrote a fan fiction about nikki sixx and it has 80 notes. This is the most notes I got on one of my stories. I can’t believe it I feel like crying. I just want to celebrate this good news with you! 🥹

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[haywire-hetfield]

In this essay, I will explain why Tommy Lee and Nikki Sixx in The Dirt movie were queer-coded

[vincess-princess]

as we were falling

ch. 4

a/n: to the handful of people reading this, i love you. this is as unedited and rough as it could be, and you still push through. that takes some serious willpower i gotta say

warnings: - (incredible, right)

word count: 1435

It always hit hard at night.

The engines were humming quietly, sending vibrations throughout the ship. The living quarters were usually padded against this, but those were no living quarters.

Tommy knew this was the last night onboard. Nobody told him that, of course, but he knew. It’s been eight days, and the crew was running around, their steps and voices constantly passing past the corridor behind the door of their cell. This hurry could only mean one thing.

As much as the ship sucked, Tommy would rather stay here, in this piss-soaked robe, eating disgusting nutrient paste, shitting in a bucket, than go off to an unpredictable future, alone. No, it wasn’t exactly unpredictable: there would be an auction, and his price would probably cap at three thousand EDs – he was too lanky for anything more than that, though the hair and the face might drive it up a little. He didn’t have much to offer in terms of skills, except maybe waiting on tables, dancing and drumming – but that wasn’t what coreworlders were looking for in slaves. Maybe a middle-aged lady would want to acquire an errand boy and a young lover, or a family of five a nanny, or a weapon dealer – a manual laborer who he wouldn’t have to pay. He tried to list all the possible options in his mind, but gave up at fifty-seventh. Too much uncertainty. He hated it.

Nikki was snoring, quietly and peacefully, on the mattress next to his. They’ve only been mattress-mates for two and a half days, but it was still a connection, still a familiar stone to hang onto in the relentless stream of life. Nikki was reckless, and completely insane, and didn’t know what cereal tasted like but could tell the difference between the shots of FNFAL7 and SA92 by sound. Tommy made a note to find out more about Rina (what was the system? MC-something?) whenever he got the chance. Weird guy, but there was something appealing about him. It was a pity they’d never meet again after tomorrow. Tommy had a feeling they could become good friends.

“Hey.” Nikki as though materialized next to his mattress straight out of Tommy’s thoughts. For a second Tommy even got scared he could read his mind. “You alright, kiddo?”

“Yeah,” Tommy said, trying to sound nonchalant. “Why?”

“You were sniffling.”

“No, I wasn’t.”

“Yes, you were.”

Tommy wiped his nose stealthily. “No, I wasn’t. And I’m not a kiddo.”

“C’mon. You look seventeen.”

Tommy was gravely offended. “I’m eighteen, actually.”

“Ah, eighteen. Such a good, carefree time,” Nikki said dreamily. “When I was your age-“

“You were my age like two years ago,” Tommy interrupted, irritated.

“Four, actually.” Now it was Nikki’s turn to get offended. Oh, so the perceived difference in maturity was just Nikki’s vaster life experience. Rina sounded like a hellhole, and while Atarea wasn’t heaven on earth either, at least Tommy never had to hold a gun in his hands. Mostly because they were too poor to afford one, though.

“How’d you get swiped?” he heard himself asking, practically against his will. That was probably a sensitive topic, but he was curious, and there’d be no better chance to find out.

Nikki didn’t seem to mind much, though. “They landed next to our settlement. Demanded we give them our guns and our young. We refused. They started shooting.” He paused, his breath quickening. “They got the guns and three of us out of twenty-seven. Maybe two – Danny looked real bad last time I saw him.”

Tommy blinked, astonished. “Just like that? You didn’t even have time to call the intercops?”

“Intercops? On Rina?” Nikki laughed bitterly. “Kiddo, they haven’t even heard of it. No intercop dares venture that far. He’d be polished off in an instant just for a fancy gun.”

“Oh. Alright.” Atareans didn’t like cops much either, but killing one was the last thing anyone would wanna do –there’d be a horde of them the next day hauling off anyone they thought was related to the incident. “And other settlements? You tried contacting them?”

Nikki shook his head. “They put on a radio blocker. And we didn’t have many settlements close enough to help us out - provided that they’d want to help us at all instead of waiting for us all to get massacred to feast on the remains.”

“Your planet kind of sucks, dude,” Tommy said honestly.

“It does.” Nikki wrinkled his nose. “Hellhole, as I said. Still wouldn’t change it for any coreworld planet they’re dragging us to. Better to die on your terms than live on terms of others.”

Tommy didn’t like his tone – it was so full of desperate brashness he was almost sure the guy would throw himself off a fancy coreworld skyscraper when given a chance rather than live in that very skyscraper as a slave. But the guards had probably already noted his affinity for rebellion and indifference to getting hurt and his future owners would surely learn about that beforehand.

“But enough about me,” Nikki continued, his tone that scared Tommy gone. “What’s your story?”

“There’s not much to tell.” After Nikki’s tragic tale Tommy felt almost guilty for having such a mundane backstory. “My family was poor as rats. I’ve made some mistakes - got arrested a couple times. Killed my own prospects, so to say.” He avoided looking Nikki in the eyes. “And you don’t earn much working tables and cleaning the trash.”

“What kind of mistakes?”

“Oh, you know. Minor ones. Broke into a car once – there was a wallet on the seat. Got busted right there and then. Couldn’t pay the court fines – got put onto the list of ‘unreliables’.”

“The list of who?”

“Unreliable member of society. Trash. Outcasts. Effectively closed off practically any normal job for me.”

“Your family sold you or something?” Nikki frowned. "When you became unable to bring in the cash?"

“Not exactly.” Tommy raised his hand, interrupting him. “You see, I have a younger sister. She’s smart. Ambitious. Straight As at school. Her teachers tell her she’s got every chance of getting into college.”

“So they did sell you.“ Nikki concluded, but Tommy shook his head.

“Dude, listen to the end. I was deep down in the dumps. Drank heavily. Shot up in club bathrooms. Spent all my family’s money on booze and drugs.”

Nikki listened with a face of stone. Not a muscle moved on it, only his eyes were burning – burning with rage.  

“They did offer me a chance.” Tommy squeezed out a smile, but it came out a grimace “Go clean and find a job, split the bills. Put in a share for my sister’s college.”

“But you are here. You didn’t pull that off?”

Tommy shook his head. Images that he tried so hard to suppress came back to mind. Screams, harsh words, fights. At least now it was over. “No. I refused to try entirely.”

Nikki’s eyebrows flew up. “Are you for real? You rejected a normal life with your parents for this?” He waved his hand around. Someone snored loudly.

Tommy sighed. How could he explain to a dweller of a wild edgeworld planet whose entire colony was shot why Tommy’s life sucked? “That wasn’t normal life. My parents hated me, and I hated them. I wanted out. I wanted to not be a burden. I wanted my sister to go to college.” He leaned in to Nikki, as if telling a secret. “To be honest, man��� I feel relief. I won’t be a dead weight on their shoulders anymore, compromising my sister with my mistakes.”

For a while Nikki looked at him without saying anything, sending shivers down his spine. “You’re crazy, man,” he finally said. “You’re absolutely crazy.”

“Maybe I am.” Tommy shrugged. He hoped his story didn’t change Nikki’s opinion of him to the worse. “I’m still surprised myself. Never thought I’d be able to do something like that.”

“I never would,” Nikki said. “I don’t understand you. But-“ he paused, “if that was a decision you made yourself…”

Tommy nodded.

“Then I respect it,” Nikki finished, and Tommy felt pride blooming in his chest. This big, tough, take-no-shit guy respected him. For Tommy, that was something. “But I still think you’re absolutely crazy,” he added, smiling a contagious smile.

They spent the rest of the night talking. When they finally got to sleep people were already rushing past their door and calling out to each other, which meant it was almost wake-up time. Tommy knew he needed energy for the day that was about to come, but he also wouldn’t exchange that night for anything.

[musicmags]

[imperaptorfuriosa]

cant sleep so i was reading the personal lives section of classic metal/rock musicians to see which ones have been in their current marriage for a long time. and yet the thing i learned is that my favorite glam metal band has no plans to make new music :(