#sami the wingman

[put-a-keep-are-you-foo-dell]

[samijey]

- I told Sami he wasn't family… - Well, he's not.

[torchflies]

Hi TG Fandom! 

(I’m currently trapped in the hellscape of trying to finish a year of personal development hours in a week, while studying for four cert tests). 

But!!! Do we remember this quote?

“I've never lost a wingman.”

“You're lucky. Fly long enough, it'll happen. There will be others.”

What if we got to have a Rooster who did? One who has lost a wingman? What if we got a Rooster who became a Maverick to another wingman and another little boy?

Picture this, okay?

Rooster, young, angry and defiant, is at Top Gun and avoiding the piano at the Hard Deck like it has cooties — until one day, the day before he's meant to be assigned a new WSO, he decides to go for it, to play again after everything. 

Instead, he finds a random guy at the piano, one with light blond hair and a rolling laugh, who is messing around with the keys and singing an odd kind of song without any words. The song comes from his chest and throat like a howl, but with more bones than he's ever heard from anything else. So, Bradley asks about it. The guy tells him it’s not a song per se: he's joiking.

He presents a joik of the sky, of the green grass or snow in the winter. It isn't about something, it is something. It’s like creating a watercolor likeness of a person or thing through sound, using his voice. 

“I'm Máhtte Kvitfjell.” He says and at the look on Bradley’s face, he laughs and adds, “They call me Iceland — my callsign?”

“You’re from Iceland?” 

“Nope, Boston — but Norway before that.”

It isn't a surprise to either of them that Iceland is his new WSO. They become inseparable, Landy (because he could never call him Ice) learns everything there is to know about Bradley Bradshaw and he doesn't go running for the hills. He listens and loves and slowly, Bradley begins to heal. He gets to experience bits of Norwegian culture through Landy, but mainly Sami culture. Landy is South Sami, and so are his wife and little boy Loekte. They raise reindeer back home, just like Landy did when he was a little boy. But, dreams of flight led him to joining his grandparents in America when he got older, and eventually becoming Bradley’s wizzo. 

They fly together for years and in the same mission where a hotshot pilot named Hangman, Bradley’s ex, gets his first air-to-air kill — he throws them into an unrecoverable flat spin and Landy doesn't survive his ejection. 

“Hangman, the only place you’ll lead anyone is an early grave.” Much? 

So, Bradley is left to mourn his best-friend, his brother, and when Loekte’s mother dies — he's left to raise a ten-year-old alone. 

By the time the uranium plant mission rolls around, Bradley is a grown man with a metric ton of baggage and Hangman gets a brand new wizzo by the name of Loetke “Songbird” Kvitfjell. 

Give me an AU where Maverick gets to meet a Bradley who has felt the same pain as him, and get an adopted grandson too.

One where Loekte is wondering what the hell happened to his calm and level-headed dad — he's having a tantrum, what is up with that? He's forty? 

Just, a patchwork family brought together from loss. 

I need Bradley and Maverick to realize how similar they are and how they both fucked up so terribly. I need no one to be innocent in this situation (except a very normal and well-adjusted Loekte who is trying his hardest to figure out everything his dad won’t say and Iceman Kazansky, who always lives babeyyy). 

🤣 

[wangxianficfinder]

In the mood for...

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1. I’m in the mood for fics A) where WWX doesn’t want anything to do with LWJ and LWJ is the one chasing after him. 

I am also looking for any B) fics where WWX comes back and instead wants nothing to do with the cultivation world. @bigmeatycl0ws

1A)

My chain hits my chest/When I’m bangin’ on the radio by x_los (T, 2k, wangxian, modern w/ magic, case fic, competence kink, YLLZ WWX) kinda

我的皇后是農民 | sowing seeds in the cold palace by sweetlolixo (E, 49k, WIP, WangXian, Imperial Palace, Emperor LWJ, Imperial Consort WWX, Farmer WWX, Angst, Romance, Wingman LJY, Wife-chasing-LWJ, Arranged Marriage, Best Boy A-Yuan)

12 of this itmf

1B)

Ad Oblivione by Baph, HikariNoHimeWriter (M, 70k, WangXian, Time Travel Fix-It, Temporary Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, POV Multiple, Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Identity Reveal, Golden Core Reveal, Cultivation World Critical, Not JC Friendly, Abusive YZY, Angst with a Happy Ending)  

Lay my body down by tawaen (M, 48k, WWX & WQ, WWX & WN, wangxian, WWX & JYL, canon divergence, time travel, rogue cultivator WWX, no golden core transfer, not cultivation world friendly, not JC friendly, OCs)

Home isn't Where the Heart is. by Hauntcats (Not rated, 7k, wangxian)

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2. Hello hello! I’m in the mood for fics where BOTH of Wei Wuxian’s parents live — or, if one of them does die, fics where Wei Changze is the one who survives. There’s so many fics where WWX is raised by CSSR and I’m getting sick of it. BOTH parents, or single-father WCZ pretty please!

tall as the mountains that sheltered us by thelastdboy (M, 4k, CSSR/WCZ, CSSR & WWX & WCZ, wangxian, canon divergence, CSSR & WCZ live, crack treated seriously, childhood friends to lovers, genius WWX, inventor WWX, bg character death, happy ending, WCZ pov)

Cartwheels In Cloud Recesses Series by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 23k, WangXian, CSSR/WCZ, CSSR and WCZ   Live, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Cloud Recesses Shenanigans)

Post Mortem by Cataclysmic_Calamity (E, 78k, WangXian, Modern AU, Psychological Horror, friends with benefits wangxian, they're both fucked up but they love each other so much, Slow Burn, Mystery, Unnegotiated Kink, Dom/sub, Anal Sex, Consensual Non-Consent, Stalking, Drug Addiction, Serial Killers, Angst with a Happy Ending) I would say Post Mortem counts except it’s Papa Wei/Jiang Fengmian after his wife die

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3. Hello! I'd like to make a request for ITMF! I'm really craving wwx becoming sect leader of yunmeng jiang! Has it been done? Yanli has weaker cultivation and is to be married out etc. Maybe the core transfer didn't work or never happened at all and wwx ends up the only one left with a core and able to lead? If anyone knows any fics with this premise and can recommend them, I will love you always ❤❤❤ @theladypeartree​

The River Runs Forever by Cerusee (T, 185k, WIP, WangXian, SangLi, Badass WWX, Inventor WWX, Jiang/Nie sibling power quartet, Dead JC, Jiang Sect Leader WWX)

Trapped and Patient by Vrishchika (E, 18k, wangxian, canon divergence, non golden core transfer, JC has no golden core, slow burn, WWX & NMJ & LXC friendship, politics, WIP) This has exactly the premise but is an abandoned WIP. What is there is excellent and worth reading though.

Something From Nothing by sami (E, 55k, WangXian, XianLi, Minor QingLi, XiCheng, Canonical Character Death, Canonical Character Resurrection, Canon-Typical Violence, Canon Divergence, Assassin's Creed Fusion, Kinda, Assassin's Creed Vibes, Wangxian is endgame, Slow Burn, specifically for wangxian, no infidelity, no partner betrayal, Angst with a Happy Ending) It's a WWX/JYL and WWX/LWJ fic, not polyamory, and had really nice stories for other characters.

Twelve Moons and a Fortnight by stiltonbasket (M, 290k, WangXian, Humor, Slow Burn, Post-Canon Fix-It, Long-Distance Relationship, Epistolary, Love Letters, Family Feels, a-qing lives, teenage romance, Adoption, Romantic Comedy, Happy Ending, Weddings, Case Fic, Parenthood, Politics) this is post-canon but WWX does become Sect Leader Jiang (temporary, but with full powers)

💖 empty as the sky by incendir (T, 23k, wangxian, JYL & WWX, CSSR & WWX, be careful what you wish for)

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4. hello! thank you for all your hard work!! itmf for "straight" boy wwx suddenly (or slowly) realising that lwj is actually very attractive. if there's smut, preferably bottomji but i also like bottomxian!

hi! I'm ask number 4 in the latest fic finder. to answer the question, I don't particularly have a preference for modern or canon. the same goes for whether it's more serious or funny, just that "straight" boy wwx is there

for #4, do they want modern or Canon? also lots of the fics in the "straight boy Wei ying" tag sorta has this "oblivious ! Wei ying" , does the requestor want something in that bent or more serious ?

Hide Away by sassybluee (E, 19k, WangXian, Modern AU, Modern: No Powers, Compulsory Heterosexuality, Homophobia, Internalized Homophobia, straight boy WWX, straight boy LWJ, everyone’s convinced they’re straight tbh, LWJ FUCKS, WWX fucks, referenced but not shown for both of those, Reality TV, Love Island, Slow Burn, Getting Together, Drunk kiss, Shower Sex, Ambiguous/Open Ending, POV Alternating)

To See You (Again) by FrameofMind, Jo Lasalle (Jo_Lasalle) (E, 84k, wangxian, modern, London au, LWJ fucks, bottom LWJ, friends to lovers, self-discovery, pining, grindr, light bondage, experienced LWJ, less experienced WWX, straight boy WWX)

Our Song by gusucloudbunny (T, 15k, wangxian, modern, college/university au, straight boy WWX, bisexual WWX, heteronormativity, sexuality crisis, coming out to yourself, compulsory heterosexuality, fluff, friends to lovers, alcohol, music majors)

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5. In the mood for transmigrator/ modern world to canon era/ isekai/ real life to inside a novel - Wei Wuxian. @whateverweilanlovechild​

So Call Me a Pessimist, but I Don’t Believe in It by Anonymous (Not Rated, 127k, WIP, WangXian, Food Issues, Family Feels, WWX is a music teacher, WN and WWX are Best Friends from the future, They use memes to talk covertly, Transmigrator WWX, transmigration au, Slow Burn)

i told you when i came i was a stranger by Caramelized (M, 50k, OFC/LXC, wangxian, canon divergence, isekai, transmigration, amateur cartography, butterfly effect, sunshot campaign, not everyone dies au, no golden core tranfer, dimension travel, politics, self-insert, foreknowledge, angst w happy ending) is my current favourite. It's not WWX as the MC but it's very good

Leveling Up Cultivation by DarkSylph (G, 72k, wangxian, LXC/WWX, JC/WWX, JZX/WWX, NMJ/WWX, WN & WWX & WQ, canon divergence, Harems, Jealousy, Genius WWX, Inventor WWX, BAMF WWX, WWX has a system, Bad Parent YZY, No Golden Core Transfer, Not Everyone Dies au, Everyone Loves WWX, Transmigrator WWX, Overpowered WWX, Oblivious WWX, Cinnamon Roll WN, Rogue Cultivator WWX, Age Progression, WWX is a Niè, WQ & WN joins the Nie Sect with their sibling, beast taming, spiritual beasts, Multiple Transmigrated Characters, Secret Realms, Dungeons, Monsters) It's not exactly what the asker wanted because wwx comes from a modern fantasy world.

A Game for the Fool by LadyCroft_Undead19 (T, 292k, wangxian, JYL/JZX, canon divergence, Gamer-fic, BAMF WWX, YilingWei, For Want of a Nail, Slow Burn, oc-self-insert, Unreliable Narrator, Massive World Building, Fluff and Angst, WIP) The second one is one of my favorite fics that I hope will update one day. Even if it's not finished and also not exactly what they asked for (because this time it's an OC that transmigrate), it's worth the read!

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6. ITMF modern office-au identity shenanigans? Like where one character doesn’t know the other is his boss, ou perhaps they work for rival companies but don’t know it, etc. Preferably WangXian or ChengXian! Thank you so much! (PS I just read “Hello, IT. Have You Tried Turning It Off and On Again?” by overmountainandmeadow and loved it! More like this please!)

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7. hey there ♡︎ for the next itmf could you share some fics where wangxian enlope, leave the cultivation world, go to the burial mounds or become rogue cultivators before post sunshot but before wwx's death?? thank you for the good work!

wide enough and wild by impossibletruths (E, 64k, wangxian, canon divergence, Getting Together, Canonical Accidental Baby Acquisition, Families of Choice, References to Depression, Canon-Typical Violence, Happy Ending, Noping Out Of Society With Your Boyfriend And Your 50 Wen Refugees: The Novel, Overzealous Use Of Imagery, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Well Except Wen Ning But He Was Already Dead So, Fix-It of Sorts, Podfic Available, Spanish Translation Available) they don't elope after sunshot but they do bail

the thread may stretch or tangle but it will never break by RoseThorne (E, 88k, WIP,  WangXian, Canon Divergence, Soulmates, Self-Esteem Issues, Fix-It, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Nightmares, PTSD, Handfasting, Panic Attacks, Getting Together, First Time, Aftercare, Implied/Referenced Alcohol   Abuse/Alcoholism, Implied/Referenced Torture, Scars, Chronic Pain, Golden Core Reveal, First Time, Switching, sex-related injury, LWJ Stays at the Burial Mounds, LSZ is a Wèi, Good Sibling JC, Dissociation, Burial Mounds Settlement Days) technically

Blossoming flowers in a full moon - 花好月圆 by ThisIsWhereTheMagicHappens (T, 64k, wangxian, canon divergence, happy ending, fix-it of sorts, wangxian cuddle to immortarility) they don't exactly become rogue cultivators, but they do leave the cultivation world behind

To live with no regrets Series by Lyna_Mei (E, 81k, WIP, WangXian, Fix-It of Sorts, Canon Divergence, Angst, Self-Esteem Issues, Golden Core Reveal, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Developing Relationship, non-consensual marriage, CQL-Verse, Case Fic, Canon-Typical Violence, Established Relationship, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, Cultivation Sect Politics, Cultivation World Critical, Not JGY Friendly, Family Feels, Found Family, WWX Has a New Golden Core, Top/Bottom Versatile | Switch WangXian)

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8. Seeing the reblog of the last ITMF reminded me to send the ask! So, for the next one: fics where Lan Wangji is hooked just by how Smoking Hot Wei Wuxian is. Before anything else, he's just obsessed by his looks for a good while before actually being won over by his personality too.

Not the biggest fan of modern aus, but anything will do, I just want him being Very Gay and Very Shallow for a minute xD

Thank you so much for all the work!

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9. ITMF a fic where LWJ's gay awakening was NMJ. It doesn't have to be the main plot, but I want it to be mentioned and acknowledged. Wangxian endgame, of course!

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10. ITMF for CQL post canon getting together fics? Something so fluffy and feel-good that you finish the fic with the biggest grin ever. I've been reading too much angst and now I need something to fill the hole that the angst left lol

❤️ The Absolutely True Story of the Yiling Patriarch: A Manifesto in Many Parts by aubreyli (T, 20k, wangxian, in-universe RPF, romance novel, post-canon fix-it, Mojo’s post)

Senseless by carolyncaves (T, 6k, wangxian, post-canon, fluff, little angst, pining, getting together, first kiss, oblivious WWX, wingman juniors)

Worth the Price by Minyoongiisacatuwu (T, 22k, wangxian, post-canon, rabbits, Getting Together, Slow Burn, Pining, Epistolary, Marriage Proposal JC & WWX reconciliation, Introspection, Fluff)

Something Unpredictable by airinshaw (E, 28k, wangxian, post-canon, Getting Together, Prophetic Dreams, Sharing a Bed, Pining, Misunderstandings, Fluff and Smut, Kissing, Anal Sex)

💖 Nice work if you can get it by deliciousblizzardshark (M, 11k, wangxian, protective LWJ, genius LWJ, post-canon, fluff & humor, getting together, chief cultivator LWJ)

Disaster on Four Legs by DrJLecter (T, 17k, wangxian, post-canon, Cursed WWX, Cat WWX, Light Angst, Humor, Happy Ending, LWJ pov, WWX pov, Good Kid LSZ, Good Kid LJY, Pining, Getting Together, Animal Transformation)

And these are all for you by Deastar (E, 4k, wangxian, post-canon, ABO, non-traditional ABO dynamics, omega LWJ, alpha WWX, WWX has self-worth issues)

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11. itmf con noncon wangxian please 🙏🏼 maybe with an extra flavor of yllz wwx too, but that's not important. thank you!

Honey Roast by uaevuon (E, 54k, wangxian, modern, BDSM au, dom LWJ, sub WWX, disability, HIV/AIDS, impact play, knifeplay, cock & ball torture, closeted character, implied self-harm, ageplay, matchmaker MXY, overstimulation, forced orgasm, S & M, sadism, masochism, body worship, consensual noncon, love confessions, blowjobs)

eating sugar out of your hand by azuresummer (E, 20k, WangXian, Modern AU, A/B/O Dynamics, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, A/B/O Roleplay, Dom/sub, Dominant LWJ, Submissive WWX, Established Relationship, Roleplay, Consensual Non-Consent, Under-negotiated Kink, degradation kink, Praise Kink, Light Bondage, Size Kink, Size Difference, Spit Kink, Hair-pulling, Daddy Kink, Slight Crossdressing, Lingerie, Creampie, Feminizing Language, Dirty Talk, Overstimulation, Prostate Milking, slight breathplay, Facials, Snowballing, Finger Sucking, Panty Kink, Spanking, Crying, Mentions of Face-Slapping, Drunk Sex, Mating Cycles/In Heat, LWJ and WWX Have a Breeding Kink, PWP)

chaos in becoming by HappyPrince (E, 4k, wangxian, modern, PWP, exes, getting back together, angst, unhealthy coping mechanisms, references to depression, consensual noncon, rough sex, spanking, spanking, cock slapping, spit, dom/sub, choking, not safe or sane, name-calling, verbal humiliation, objectification, degradation, multiple orgasms, subspace, possessive behavior, crying, rimming, asphyxiation)

Closer than my hands have been by Spodumene (E, 5k, wangxian, post-canon, established relationship, rough sex, dom/sub undertones, consensual noncon, hair-pulling, face-fucking, light bondage, spanking, cock slapping, jealousy, top drop)

love will stay tethered by typefortydeductions (E, 10k, wangxian, modern, getting together, consensual noncon, blowjobs, forced masturbation, trauma, self-discovery, kink negotiation, warnings in author’s note, first time, cuddling & snuggling, come eating)

alidade by spookykingdomstarlight (E, 12k, wangxian, modern, BDSM, consensual noncon, rape fantasy, rape roleplay, light bondage, objectification, sex toys, orgasm control, Somnophilia, Sex Tapes, Barebacking, Comeplay, Spanking, Humiliation, Praise Kink, Loss of Control, Pining, Lack of Communication, Possessive LWJ, Dom LWJ, overwhelmed LWJ, Sub WWX, Love Confessions, Mentioned LWJ/Others & WWX/Others, Pining while fucking, Safeword Use, Crossdressing, Aftercare)

strange kind of dream by typefortydeductions (E, 17k, wangxian, rape/non-con, canon divergence, everyone lives au, Getting Together, Love Confessions, Sparring, Sexual Roleplay, Rape/Non-con Elements, Consensual noncon, Kink Negotiation, Compulsory Heterosexuality, coming out to yourself, dubious coping mechanisms)

reap what you sow by matcha_ado (E, 4k, wangxian, fantasy au, royalty au, bottom LWJ, breeding kink, consensual noncon, marathon sex, overstimulation, prince LWJ, YLLZ WWX)

Mansion with a view by 74243, dustyloves (E, 10k, wangxian, modern, Gossip Girl fusion, Established Relationship, Dom/sub, Sugar baby fantasy, Verbal Humiliation, Under-negotiated Kink, Consensual noncon, Jiang Family Dynamics, american psycho LWJ)

Gentian ⋛ Jingshi by x_los (E, 4k, wangxian, Madam Lan/QHJ, Canon-Typical Violence, Implied/Referenced Domestic Violence, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Lan Family Backstory, Pseudo-Incest, Married Life, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Established Relationship, BDSM, Dom/sub, Consensual noncon, Aftercare, Feminisation)

something so flawed and free by verseau (E, 59k, wangxian, modern, college/university au, Graduate School, Dom/sub, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Non-Sexual Submission, Kink Negotiation, Biting, Overstimulation, Cock Warming, Consensual noncon, Spanking)

Letterless by diamondbruise (E, 16k, WangXian, DragonJi/FoxXian, marriage proposals, Getting Together, Pining, Kinda Crackish though we treat that seriously here, Anal Sex, Consensual Non-Consent, Double Penetration in One Hole)

mercy, tear it down. by orange_crushed (E, 31k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Burial Mounds Settlement Days, Dual Cultivation, Light BDSM, In Which Wangxian Fumble Towards An Understanding of D/S Dynamics, Porn with Feelings, Recovery, Angst with a Happy Ending, Wangxian-Typical CNC Play, Aftercare, Slight Feminization (ie Wei Ying Keeps Saying ‘Wife’), True Love, Past LWJ/Other)

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12. For itmf: Are there any fics where people think WWX dies like in canon, but he actually survives the fall from the cliff and secretly lives as a rogue cultivator for several years before being found? I basically want WWX alive and hearing rumors about his own death and/or helping in secret for the events that happen while he is “dead.” Thank you!

Hi! I just sent in an itmf asking for WWX to surviving his “death.” I wanted to clarify that I want everyone —like JC, LWJ, the Jins— to all think him dead. I want WWX to be the only one who knows that WWX is not dead. Sorry I didn’t add this to the first ask!

💖 Ghosts Shouldn't by ShanaStoryteller (Not rated, 15k, wangxian, canon divergence, grief/mourning, angst w happy ending)

The storm comes and goes (and I keep walking) by Naamah_Beherit (M, 41k, LSZ & WWX, WWX & WN, Canon Divergence, Found Family, Blood and Injury, Reunions, POV Multiple, Canonical Character Death, Canon Typical Violence, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Identity Reveal, POV Outsider, No Romance)

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13. Hey friends! What's everyone's go-to wwx-centric hurt/comfort fic? When I'm feeling a little down I just really love to see wwx going through it and people caring about him and trying to help.

💖 总有一天; a place to hide (can’t find one near) by yiqie (E, 76k, wangxian, modern, getting together, mental health issues, suicide attempt, suicidal thoughts, depression, hospitals, overdosing, eventual happy ending, pianist au)

some things go forward by everythingispoetry (T, 73k, WangXian, Modern AU, Hospitals, Teenage Drama, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Happy Ending)

take my hand, will you share this with me Series by doodlebutt (E, 137k, wangxian, JC/WQ, modern, figure skating, hurt/comfort, pining, angst w happy ending, major character injury, recovery, getting together, past trauma)

Salt to the Sea by Starmins (M, 31k, wangxian, JYL & WWX, modern, grief/mourning, roadtrips, canonical character death, love & loss) have tissues ready

to the river of rivers by haysel (T, 27k, wangxian, post-canon, character study, pining, dissociation, getting together, misunderstanding, trauma, angst w happy ending, hurt/comfort)

out in the garden, there’s things you hid away by saltyfeathers (E, 121k, wangxian, post-canon, possession, animal death, mass death event, suicidal thoughts, suicide attempt, hurt/comfort, WWX centric, bodily fluids, serious injuries, angst w/ happy ending)

Come Around and Stay by trippednfell (M, 160k, wangxian, modern, slow burn, kid fic, found family, it gets worse before it gets better, PTSD, blood and injury, dissociation, trauma, angst w happy ending, musicals, alternating pov, JC & WWX reconciliation, hurt/comfort, panic attacks) 

Red Flower With One Hundred Petals; Smoke Carried on the Blue Dusk Air by carolyncaves (T, 32k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Post-Sunshot Campaign, Alcohol, Mental Health Issues, Angst, Golden Core Reveal, Hurt/Comfort, thoughts of death/dying, Caretaking, Marriage Proposal, Wedding Fluff, Family Feels, Literal Sleeping Together, Shotgun Wedding, angry wedding planner JC, Yunmeng sibling drama and fluff, physical affection, Terrible Parties, Happy Ending, for WangXian)

the best of you by sysrae (E, 41k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Mutual Pining, Getting Together, slightly undernegotiated kink, but in a very soft and consensual way, Nightmares, Panic Attacks, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, JFM and YZY’s A+ parenting, Dysfunctional Family, Mental Health Issues, therapy is good actually, Reference to animal attacks/animal cruelty, descriptions of past violence)

Stars bring us apart (Stars pull us together) by Sixlayerhouse (sixlayerhouse) (E, 124k, WangXian, Hurt/Comfort, (Vaguely) Star Trek AU, Canon-Typical Violence, Psychological Trauma, PTSD, Body modifications, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Recovery, married!wangxian)

To lurk, to lie in wait by trippednfell (M, 124k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Huli Jing, strangers to co-parents to lovers, Strangers to Lovers, Dragons, Kid Fic, teenage juniors, background NieLan, Angst with a Happy Ending, Case Fic, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Not Really Character Death, Fox Spirit WWX, Dragon LWJ, Blood and Injury, Additional Warnings In Author’s Note)

build me no shrines by occultings (microcomets) (M, 54k, WangXian, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, First Time, Getting Together, Confessions, Sharing a Bed, Hair Washing, Sentient Burial Mounds, Case Fic, Post-Canon, CQL Compliant, Hurt/Comfort, Whump, Light Angst, Flashbacks, mild body horror, foot   washing, Happy Ending, Non-Sexual Intimacy, …then sexual intimacy, podfic available)

爱不释手; never let me go by yiqie (E, 68k, WangXian, All the clan leaders, Literally so many OCs, There are just lots of people, Case Fic, Blood and Injury, Demons, Body Horror, Mystery, The intrinsic horniness of wound tending, Yearning 2: The Electric Boogaloo)

this river runs to you Series by aubreyli, sundiscus (T/E, 66k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Mutual Pining, Dragons, Literal Sleeping Together, Tender wound tending, First Time, Oral Sex, Coming Untouched, Porn with Feelings, Established Relationship)

Birthday Party by waffles_4_breakfast (E, 100k, wangxian, canon divergence, fix-it, Angst w happy ending, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Misunderstandings, Sharing a Bed, Getting Together, Pining, Canon-Typical Violence, Slow Burn, Poison, Torture, Requited Unrequited Love, First Time, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Rough Sex, Oral Sex, Come as Lube, Bondage, Dom/sub Undertones, Spit As Lube, Rimming, Consensual noncon, Safe Sane and Consensual, Additional Warnings In Author's Note)

🧡 Company by WithBroomBefore (T, 29k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Pre-Relationship, Getting Together, POV LWJ, Fix-It, Pre-Canon, at least to start, WWX goes to Cloud Recesses, But Not In The Usual Way, fear of character death, Everybody Lives, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Light Angst, good teacher LQR, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, brief discussion of past minor character suicide, Kitten, Not YZY Friendly)

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14. in the mood for a fic where wwx is the unpopular student at school, while lwj is the popular one (basically the opposite of unpopular nerd lwj and popular student wwx)

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15. For the next ITMF I was wondering if you could recommend Wangxian stories that have to do with one of them being some type of sea creature. I recently saw the comp that included the fic based off The Shape of Water movie so I’m in that mood now. It can be any type of sea creature, mermaid, half-octopus, or even full on different creature like in the one amazing fic every time we touch (i get this feeling) by celerydragon. I’ve read a few so I was wondering what the favorites are or if there are any new ones in spirit of MerMay recently passing that I possibly missed.

Do not waste your pearls for me by moonwaif (G, 9k, wangxian, fantasy au, mermaid LWJ, trauma, abuse, healing, unresolved romantic tension, Mojo’s post)

you’re a bird in the water / i’m a fish on the ground by plonk (Not Rated, 8k, WangXian, Merpeople, Canon Era)

in the deepest depths by lazy_lousy_lizy_jane (T, 3k, wangxian, F/F, cisswap, gender or sex swap, modern, lighthouses, selkies, minor violence, heist)

One for Heaven and Earth by cerbykerby (T, 7k, wangxian, canon divergence, supernatural elements, angst w happy ending, madam lan lives, getting together)

luminous by azuresummer (E, 26k, WIP, WangXian, Dom/sub Undertones, Dominant LWJ, Submissive WWX, Modern AU, A/B/O Dynamics, Dark LXC, Dark LWJ, Possessive LWJ, Protective LWJ, Crime Boss LWJ, Omega WWX, Siren WWX, Merperson WWX, Hurt WWX, WWX Whump, Precious WWX, Spoiled WWX, WWX Has a Fear of Dogs, Hurt/Comfort, Panic Attacks, Nesting, Scenting, Power Imbalance, Obsession, Kidnapping, Mild Gore, Minor Character Death, Excessive Amounts of Tenderness, Pining LWJ, Dark WangXian)

The Greatest Catch (meryao) Series by Shiome (E, 51k, XiYao, Modern AU, Mythical Beings & Creatures, Merpeople, Romantic Comedy, Meet-Cute, Cultural Differences, Courting Rituals, Xeno, Miscommunication, Happy Ending, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Shapeshifting, Blow Jobs, Non-Human Genitalia, Explicit Sexual Content, Interspecies Sex, Wedding Planning, Domestic Bliss, (And domestic troubles), Misunderstandings, Breeding, Breeding Kink, Eggs, Egg Laying, Service Top LXC, Power Bottom JGY, Feeding Kink, Mpreg) Would The Greatest Catch series by shiome count? It's technically Xiyao, but the second story does have WangXian with WWX as an octopus.

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16. sorry for the long requests, feel free to ignore or divide it!! thanks for the heavenly work!!!

does anyone know any fics that A) resambles "if wishes where donkeys", as in time-travels fix it's where wangxian just want to be together no matter what?

B) also if anyone knows any fics where wwx actually becomes the lan-er furen, as in he is not only married to lwj but recognized as an authority in the lan sect and the cultivation world's gentry

C) + if anyone knows any fics that dive into wwx ancestry, that gives answers to wwx own questions about his parents that are never given in canon, or reveals that he is more than a servant or a servant's son not only buy merit but by blood, be it that he is from the gentry, baoshan sanren's grandson, mythical ancestry or even cross overs with mxxt other works

16B)

Into the Oubliette by Ruixx (M, 124k, WIP, wangxian, JYL/JZX, growing up, fix-it of sorts, time travel, arranged marriage, sibling bonding, adopted sibling relationship, light bdsm, sunshot campaign, war, politics, hostage JYL, visions, LXC redemption, good uncle LQR, empire building)

16C)

🧡 Stunted, Starving Juvenility by TomatenMark (E, 663k, WangXian, WIP, Fix-it of sorts, Talisman master WWX, Not JFM Friendly, Study Arc, Getting together, Fluff and Angst, Engagement) our beloved fic by tomatenmark dives into this somewhat

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17. For ITMF, looking for fics where LSZ either retains his memories (either partially or wholly) after being brought to CR, or regains them somehow before WWX's return, & has to deal with the effects (eg. trauma from losing his family & also intense distrust at the adults around him who preach about justice & truth while he knows they helped massacre innocents & are lying about WWX's actions) @thispatternismine​

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If you didn’t get an answer to your ask here, don’t forget to make use of @mdzs-kinkmeme and MDZS KINK MEME on Dreamwidth. Authors actually do use them for ideas. You may get what you order!***Your prompt doesn’t have to be kink! Fluff, crack, whatever - it’s all good!***

[you-can-call-me-wanda]

Masterlist

Started: December 16, 2020

Last Updated: January 4, 2022

Total Works: 94

Aerosmith

Steven Tyler

Rejected

Blind Channel

Aleksi Kaunisvesi

Jealous

Bruce Springsteen

Christmas

Cinderella

Tom Keifer

Meet The Band

The Clash

Joe Strummer

Why Do You Hate Me?

Squishy Baby

Homesick

Studio Confession

I’ve Been Watching

Always Be There

Love At First Sight?

Can’t Keep My Eyes Off Of You

Sharing the Night

Straight To Hell

Panic

You Deserve Better

Shh

Mick Jones

Supplies

We Fit

Missing You

Topper Headon

Worst Date Ever

The Damned

Captain Sensible

My Captain

Rat Scabies

You Know What They Say?

Dead Boys

Stiv Bators

Sick

The Doors

Jim Morrison

Spilled Coffee

Guns N Roses

Axl Rose

Babysitting

There’s Been An Accident

Hands

Vacation

Your Kid

Duff McKagan

Who Cares What They Think?

Izzy Stradlin

Saying Goodbye

Perfect Date

Paparazzi Problems

We Can Do This

At a Loss

Don’t Know What You’ve Got

Slash

Guitar Lessons

Tattoo You

Impossible

First Meeting

Hanoi Rocks

Michael Monroe

We’re In Love!

One Year

Nasty Suicide

Dressed To Impress

Record Store Romance

Oblivious

Closer Everyday

Home Movies

Picking Up A Prescription

Without You

Razzle Dingley

The Night Is Ours

The Better Half

Ramble On

Locked In

Opening Shift

Little Black Dress

With Friends Like This...

Positive

Sami Yaffa

Truth Or Dare

Shy

First Date Jitters

Kiss

Ace Frehley

Proposal

Sous Chef

Eric Carr

Snow Day

L.A Guns

Kelly Nickels

I Missed You

Sleep Talking

Protective & Pregnant

Roller Skating

Megadeth

Dave Mustaine

Idiot

Followed

Metallica

James Hetfield

Saying Hi

Mötley Crüe

Mick Mars

Wedding Day

Nikki Sixx

Starstruck

Starstruck (Part II)

On Tour

Fake Dating

Awful Flirt

New York Dolls

Johnny Thunders

Better Off

Together

Nirvana

Dave Grohl

Morning Run

Pink Floyd

Syd Barrett

Lovable

Ramones

Joey Ramone

Valentine’s Date

Ratt

Warren DeMartini

Mind If I Have A Seat?

I Want You To Stay

Back Home

Reckless Love

Olli Herman

We’re Not Getting Any Younger

The Rolling Stones

Keith Richards

Nightmare

Sex Pistols

Johnny Rotten

Never Again

Sid Vicious

What Have I Done?

Steve Jones

Tell Me

Skid Row

Dave Sabo

You’re In Love

Smack

Kinde Leskinen

Worst Wingman Ever

Van Halen

David Lee Roth

Beach Day

Whitesnake

David Coverdale

Drunken Ramblings

[sweet-symphony0]

Twin Tuesday!

Whose the better wingman??

...Sami. He’s apparently a bit more a charmer with women, at least he was when they were growing up. I’m going Sami on this.

[broke-n-bitchy]

Wicked Dreams

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

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Nikki Sixx x OC

Part Five

Warnings; drinking, cursing, smoking, drugs use, angst, lil smutty 

-Lucy’s POV-

August 9th. Today was already a particularly hard day for me. Today marked the ninth year of my mother’s death, it was still hard for me to believe that I’ve spent almost an entire decade without the only person I could ever truly rely on in this fucked up world.

Back at home, I would usually spend this day with a six pack next to her grave. Sitting there, peeling off the flower petals off of the bouquet that I’ve gotten to lay in front of her headstone. I would cry, laugh, and talk to her like she was right there with me. I don’t know if it was the booze, but it felt like she was. And before I’d leave, I would make sure to remind her that I’m doing alright.

This is the first time I haven’t been home for this day and honestly, it was hitting me like a fucking brick. Staring at myself in the mirror of the dressing room, I heard a knock on the door, “Lucy, you guys are on in ten!” Doc explained through the door, “I’ll be right there!” I responded, I was ready but for some reason, I couldn’t find my boots. Did I leave them back at the hotel? No, I don’t think I did.

Looking around frantically, I began tearing apart the dressing room.

That’s when I heard another knock on the door. “I said I’ll be right there Doc!” I yelled I knew he was impatient but damn. I was running around barefooted. 

Most girls’ get necklaces, bracelets or whatever else from their mother, but my mom was a field medic and of all her belongings, I always loved her combat boots. I was so happy the day I could finally fit into them without shoving socks in the toes.

They were extremely beaten up, writing all over them, being held together with duct tape but I didn’t care. I’d wear those until I couldn’t anymore.

Those boots and my guitar were the only two things that actually made me feel like she was right there with me, every single night on stage.

“Actually, it’s Nikki. I uh- I have something for you.” I quickly came back from losing my train of thought, “Oh, come on in! I’m dressed.”

The door opened and he stepped inside, he was holding a medium sized white box in his hands,

“Not now, Sixx, I can’t find my boots anywhere.” 

“Oh, that’s what I have, here they are.” He handed me the box with a small, awkward smile. He wasn’t used to doing nice things for other people, as a matter of fact, he sucked at it.

“Uh.” I didn’t know how to respond but I took the box and pulled the lid off. Looking at the pair of brand new, studded leather boots that could reach up to my knees. These weren’t it. These weren’t the army green boots being held together by a thread.

“Where are my old ones?” I asked him, trying my best to make sense of the situation.

“Oh, yeah, those. I threw them away.” Without any hesitation, I threw both new boots at him, “What is wrong with you?!” I yelled, not even holding back. I have been on my best behavior all day, I haven’t cried or anything. I was honestly saving up all of my anger and sadness for the stage so I could let it out in a positive way but Nikki just happened to push me to my last limit.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He yelled back, moving a bit closer, “They have torn the fuck up and honestly, making the entire bus smell like fuckin’ death! I thought maybe you needed a new pair! Why are you being such a fucking bitch! I do something nice for you and this is how you thank me!?” At this point, he was hovering over me, his normal tone dropped to a low bass sound and honestly, it scared me a little but I wasn’t going to let him know that.

“They were my mother’s, Nikki! My dead mother’s! Today is the anniversary of her death and I wanted to wear them tonight! I didn’t want new boots, I just wanted those! And I don’t have to thank you because I didn’t ask for them!” Pressing my finger against his chest, I paused but wasn’t going to stop there.

“I know you don’t know what it’s like to have anything of sentimental value or know what it’s like to feel closer through an object that was from someone you loved, but just because you grew up in a shitty home doesn’t mean you can go around disrespecting the rest of us and our fucking shit! Keep your hands off of my shit from now on!”

I honestly couldn’t believe he did this. I know it sounded stupid, I know to anyone else it was ridiculous that I was getting hyped up over a pair of shoes but right now I didn’t care.

He stared at me and the expression on his face was unreadable, but there was a small glimpse of sadness in his eye from what I said. It disappeared faster than it came.

“You know what? FUCK YOU! Fuck your shitty attitude, and fuck your dead mom! I don’t give a fuck!”

“You don’t give a fuck, because you only think about yourself! It’s suffocating with how fucking self-absorbed you are!” I know I was being way too harsh but this was just years of anger finally bubbling to the surface.

The craziest part about all of this was that last night, we were taking turns snorting coke out of this groupies belly button, laughing, and having the time of our fucking lives. I’ve become such a good wingman that at this point, even Vince and Tommy turned to me for help.

He stared at me for a moment before getting extremely close, hovering over until I could feel his breath against my cheeks. He smelled like liquor, blow, and sweat, but the mixture with his cologne had me drawn to it.

His voice was so low that it sends a shiver down my spine, “You and your fucking band were nothing but nobodies, barely getting gigs back in Texas, and if it wasn’t for us answering your call, and if it wasn’t for us, you wouldn’t even be drawing a crowd bigger than it is now. You play good, you look good, and your band has brought in a lot of new fans. And if it wasn’t for us, you’d be living in a shitty apartment with three guys working some dead-end fucking job, getting nowhere in life. So if I were you, I would watch your fucking mouth on who you’re talking to. Because I can easily take this away as easily as I gave it to you.”

No one, not even my mother, has ever spoken to me like this. Ever. It was just my mom, cousin, and I for most of my life. I didn’t know my dad so she always tried to be more gentle than firm. I guess that’s why what he said was turning me on. He never broke eye contact, didn’t even blink. I felt a lump in the back of my throat. He was right, I should be more grateful for what I have. I also shouldn’t have said what I did to him.

But I wasn’t about to let him know that. 

There was someone who cleared his throat at the doorway, “Sorry to interrupt, but Lucy, you’re on.”

I nodded, shoulder checking Nikki while I grabbed the boots, sliding them up to my legs and zipping them. He got the size right. I had my converse, but I wasn’t about to wear those with studded jeans and a leather crop top.

 “We’re not done talking,” Nikki said before I bolted out of the door. 

-Nikki’s POV-

Standing on the side stage next to Vince and Tommy, I watched as our opening act performed. Normally, I’d be in the back drinking and fucking whatever girl gave me the first glance but I was too pissed off.

Why did Lucy have to be so fucking stubborn? I tried doing something nice for her and she goes off. But, fuck, how was I supposed to know that today was her mom’s death anniversary? We weren’t exactly good at deep conversations.

I hate that she’s so damn stubborn and prideful. You know what else I hate? The fact that she’s fucking talented, because now I can’t fire her.

Her with her laid back attitude, being my wingman. Her fucking soft hair and how does she always smell like cherries? It was obnoxious, like even after getting off stage drenched in sweat. 

Watching as her little hips shook to the beat, her head banging while sliding down onto her knees during her solo, I couldn’t help but crack a small smile. In spite of everything that annoyed me about her, she was a natural on stage. They all were.

“Nikki!” Tommy yelled in my ear, shoving me over, “What?” I asked I didn’t realize I was thinking so hard. I don’t think, like ever. I just do.

“I said here, have a bump. Were you not listening?”

“No,” Responding, I grabbed the small dish, quickly snorting up two fat lines, proceeding to scoop some up with my finger and lick it then passing it along to Vince.

Snagging the bottle of Jack from Vince, I took a swig and nearly spat it out and what I saw Lucy do next. She slid across the stage then proceeded to hold her guitar up in the air while dry humping the stage during Ryder’s drum solo. Holy shit.

It drove the crowd insane, she stood up and reached her hand out to some of the fans, running towards the center of the stage next to Alex, they sang the last bridge of their final song for the night together.

I’m not going to lie, during their audition, I didn’t really pay attention. Not until I heard her voice. Alex was a damn good singer but there was a part of me that felt like Lucy should take over as lead, just the way she was so natural at it and in spite of our fight earlier, I had to respect her for everything she goes through and still pushes to be her best every night.

Once their song was over, the crowd roared through the venue, Alex spoke up, “Thank you! We’re System Insomniac, but it’s time for the main event! Motley fuckin’ Crue!”

The crowd roared even louder.

We were about to go on in about fifteen minutes, roadies had to set up props and replace the instruments.

“That was gnarly dudes’!” Tommy yelled in excitement once they came off the stage, he lifted Lucy up and twirled her in his arms while giving Sami a high five,

“That was hot Lucy,” Vince told her as soon as Tommy sat her down, “Thanks, yeah I wanted to try something new.”

“Well, it worked,” Alex laughed while draping his arms over Lucy and Ryder.

“Lucy, can I talk to you for a minute?” I spoke up after realizing I was being quiet.

“Uh, yeah. Sure,” Stepping off to the side to leave everyone else to speak amongst themselves.

I never did this but I was about to apologize, but instead, her arms reached up and engulfed me in a huge hug. “I’m so sorry I was a bitch to you earlier, I am. It’s just been a shitty day for me today and I took it out on you. I shouldn’t have.” She mumbled in my ear before pulling back, her bright blue eyes meeting mine. But tonight, they were a little more grey. Her hands still rested on my shoulders, and goddamnit, how does she still smell so fucking good?

“You were right, I really should be more grateful for everything. And I am, I really am. This, this is my dream and you helped make it come true, Nik. Thank you, and I’m sorry about the whole boot situation. It was actually really thoughtful of you to go get me a new pair, and I appreciate it. As much as I loved my mother, and I loved those boots, you have to let go of the past sometimes. Right?”

I didn’t really know how to respond, “Right.” Was all I could really say, her touch had this odd effect on me. A part of it felt soothing. In some sort of way.

She nodded, her chest still heaving from her compelling performance. “So, are we good, Sixx?”

A smirk played at my lips whilst I took the chance to snake my arms around her waist, tugging her a bit closer to me, “Yeah, we’re good.” Her grin grew wide and she pulled me into another hug. Burying my face into her neck, my hand slid down her ass and gave it a small squeeze.

“Nikki!” She squealed, letting out a laugh, “Sorry, a force of habit.” I removed my hand and let go of her embrace even though a part of me didn’t want to. “I’ll see you after the show, doll,” I told her before turning around and bolting off towards the stage.

Later that night 

Once we were done with our show, we hopped off the stage and went to meet everyone else in the back.

They were all sitting in the small lounging area, Lucy had changed from her stage outfit into a pair of cut off shorts and a tank top, but she was still wearing her new boots. She was twirling a pen in her mouth while staring down at her journal, Ryder was sitting in the back where Mick at joined to drink.

Alex and Sami were talking to us about going to a party, and Tommy and Vince were on board. “Coming, Nikki?” Alex asked, “Hang on a minute,” I told him before going and plopping down next to Lucy, draping an arm over her shoulder.

“What is it with you and cut off jeans?” I questioned while my other hand played with a loose string of fabric that hung off of her thighs, “We country girls love our Daisy Duke’s.” She responded without looking up, placing a cigarette between her lips and lighting it.

“Interesting. So, you coming along to the party tonight?” Pulling the cigarette from her mouth after she took a drag, and taking a few drags myself before handing it back to her.

“Um, I was actually just going to go back to the hotel. Maybe spend some time in the jacuzzi and have some alone time.” She told me while glancing over at me.

Looking up towards the guys’, “I’m just going to go back to the hotel tonight.” I told them which was rare. Nikki Sixx never missed out on a good party.

Tommy gave me a weird look but quickly shrugged it off. Sami walked over to us, pulling Lucy up off of the couch and into a tight hug, “I miss her too.” I heard him say while he squeezed her tightly. She nodded, and I watched a small tear escaped and slid down her cheek, “Yeah, I know. I love you, man,” She patted him on the back before withdrawing her arms, I could tell she was trying her best to console her tears. “But you go have fun tonight, okay?” She smacked him on the arm and he nodded before heading out the door with the rest.

“Better make sure they don’t end up dead, see you guys’ later,” Mick told us before heading out with Ryder.

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Back at the hotel, I headed back to my room and waited for about twenty minutes, and after changing, I went and knocked on Lucy’s door. I heard her say hang on, and a few seconds later she opened the door. She was wearing a red bikini and had a bottle of wine in her hand along with a few towels, I smiled a little at the sight. I know we’re just friends and that’s all we will ever be but that doesn’t mean I can’t stare at her smokin’ hot body.

“Where’s your usual scotch or bourbon?” I asked her, eyeing the bottle in her hand.

“I’m in the mood for something sweet tonight.” 

Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out a little clear baggy of white powder, “I’ll join ya,” She smiled, giving me a small nod before stepping outside of her room and shutting the door.

We started walking down the hallway, and once we reached the elevator, she turned to me, “Okay, what gives? Why aren’t you at the party, doing body shots with one groupie while another one sucks you off?”

I shouldn’t have laughed but that was a pretty damn good assumption of what would probably be happening at the party if I was there.

“Well, I thought maybe you’d want some company tonight.” I shrugged. At the time, I didn’t think anything of it.

-Lucy’s POV-

Sliding into the jacuzzi, I let out a groan in pure bliss. My knees were killing from tonight's performance. Popping the lid off of the bottle, I took a drink before leaning against the ball of the tub. Looking over, Nikki was sitting in the chair next to me, he was staring.

“What?” I questioned, cocking an eyebrow in confusion.

“When’s the last time you got laid?” He asked me out of the blue. I don’t even remember, it’s been so long. I leaned back, trying to remember.

“That’s sad,” He laughed at me while starting to sort lines of blow on the table he was sitting in front of, I rolled my eyes and shrugged.

“Sorry, I’m a disappointment,” I told him while taking another drink, he snorted up a line real quick before leaning down and pulling the bottle from my hands, taking a drink.

“I meant that’s sad for you, I mean, you’re always getting us laid but never worry about yourself?” I shrugged, I never thought of it that way.

“I guess I’m one of those people that needs to have a whole lot of sex,” I told him, stepping out of the tub and standing over the table, I took the straw off of the table and snorted the next line, sniffling a little bit before dipping back in.

Glancing up, I watched Nikki start kicking off his shoes and unbuckling his pants, “What are you doing?” I asked him while he stripped down to his boxers. My eyes scanned his thighs up towards his torso before reaching his jawline, I bit my lip before glancing away.

“The fuck does it look like?” He slid in next to me, putting an arm behind me while leaning back, ��Mm, taking a night off was a good call,” He said while staring up towards the night sky. “Yeah, it was. Until you joined me,” My wit was going to get me in trouble one day. He seemed to just ignore me while he kept his gaze upwards, and mine was on his facial features. He hadn’t wiped his stage makeup off yet and it was smudged at this point. But for some reason, it suited him.

I don’t know if it was the high or what but my fingers started dancing mindlessly across his chest, “You were really good on stage tonight,” I told him as I placed my hand onto his cheek so he could meet my gaze. He gave me a smug smirk.

“So were you, doll.” I felt his hand dip into the hot water and tug me closer by my hip. He had the bottle of wine in his other hand, and I reached for it, taking another drink before passing it back to him.

I know what he’s like, I know what he does. Hell, I help him pick up women almost every night. So, why was I feeling like this? What he said to me earlier, about taking everything away from me; it just changed my perspective on all of this. It was seriously bothering me that the way he looked at me earlier, with such intensity, and what he said, it turned me on. No guy has ever spoken to me like that before.

We sat there, in silence. Just listening to the jets in the hot tub, staring up at the sky while passing the sweet wine back and forth to each other. It was weird, to see him like this. Relaxed and unwinded, not having Tommy or some groupie latched to his side.

“Hm,” I hummed while stepping out of the jacuzzi, drying my hands off and picking up his little baggy and the straw, I dipped back down into the tub. “‘Nother bump?” I asked, pft, like I needed to.

His head perked up and watched while I distributed two even lines on the ground above the hot tub. Handing him the straw, he snorted up the first one before passing it back.

After snorting up mine, I tilted my head back with a small giggle before looking back towards him. He had a little blow on his lip.

“Hey, you have a little-” He met my gaze, his green orbs poured into mine while I swiped the little bit of coke off his lip with my thumb. I didn’t break eye contact, nor did I realize what I was doing. Placing my thumb between my lips, I sucked the rest of the residue off before letting go with a loud ‘pop’ noise. Biting my lower lip afterward while I tried to suppress a giggle but failed.

“Fuck,” He breathed while he swallowed harshly. He leaned back, letting out a breath and taking a long drink from the bottle, I grabbed it from him and finished off the rest of it before leaning over and pushing it off to the side, my back facing him because I was trying to aim it in the trash can a few feet away from us, but failed miserably.

I felt a pair of rough fingers start tracing the tattoo next to my shoulder blade on my back, “What does S-L-R stand for?” He questioned, I turned to face him halfway so he could still see my tattoo, “Suzanne Lynn Rollins,” I responded. Lovelace was just my stage name. Rollins was my maiden.

“Oh, okay, it’s a badass tattoo,” He complimented, turning around, I moved closer until I was standing between his legs. Sadly it was the only one I had, but I looked forward to getting more in the future. Tracing my fingers across the ones on his biceps, moving my fingers along his arms soothingly, “I like yours, too,” I told him, he moved his hands to my waist, pulling me closer until I was propped up onto his lap.

“Mhmm,” He mumbled, my hands were planted on his chest while one of his on my waist, guiding down towards my ass, this time I let it slide. The other one coming up to move the small hairs that were starting to cover my forehead, he slicked them back for me. Thinking nothing of it, because I’m a little fucked up; my hands moved up from his chest to the sides of his face, moving his hair away from his eyes so I could see them better. Scooting up a little closer, I straddled his waist. His hands rested firmly on my hips to stop me from moving, “Knock that off, damn,” He grunted, and I started laughing, “What, why?” I questioned, raising my eyebrows.

He leaned upwards until he wasn't propped against the wall of the hot tub anymore, his face a few centimeters from mine. “Because,” He mumbled. The breath in my throat hitched, what was happening right now? And how could it be so wrong if it just felt so good?

My eyes glanced from his down towards his lips, licking my own. I couldn’t fucking take this anymore. Leaning in, my lips smashed against his in a needy type of way, and he didn’t hesitate to return the kiss. It just felt so fucking good, his lips tasted like sweet wine and cigarettes.

His hands went from holding me firmly in his lap back towards my ass, giving it a firm squeeze, mine went flying to his hair, tugging and pulling at it like I wanted to do since the first time I’ve laid eyes on him. He nipped at my lower lip and I gladly opened my mouth up to the invitation, our tongue swirled together in sync in a very heated kiss. He grunted into my mouth, and it sent a vibration down my spine. He stood up and I took the opportunity to snake my legs around his waist, he backed me up against the wall, his hands squeezing and groping my ass one moment, the next running them up to the curves of my hips before back down again.

My own went from pulling at his hair to running them along his back as I tugged his lower lip between my teeth.

He groaned in what seemed like frustration, pulling away from our kiss, we were both breathing heavily, and he looked at me like he was asking if he could keep going. I was quite literally breathless, all I could do give a nod. He grinned, burying his face in the crook of my neck, nipping and biting at the skin. Letting out soft whimpers, trying my best to keep as quiet as I could, he moved downwards to my cleavage and he immediately found a soft spot that I didn’t even know I had. Right above my right tit, he gave it a little nip and I let out a moan instead of a whimper this time. He smirked against my skin before he kept suckling at that same spot. I could feel the heating sensation between my thighs and I knew there was going to be a hickey there later.

“Oh my god,” I breathed, tilting my head back while my mouth fell open, he reached around behind me and began fumbling with the strings of my bikini. He was about to untie it until we heard a very loud voice followed by someone pushing the gate open that led to the pool area.

“We’re back!” Tommy yelled and Nikki quickly pulled back from me and moved to the other side of the jacuzzi, “Oh, hey!” I exclaimed in false excitement. What a cockblock.

“Where’s everyone else?” I asked, he was walking around with some blonde on his arm, “Went up to their rooms, mind if we join ya?” He asked but he was already taking his clothes off.

“Sure man,” Nikki said while keeping his eyes fixated on me, “Yeah, but I’m actually headed to bed. Night guys.” I quickly withdrew myself from the jacuzzi, grabbing one of the towels from the chair and wrapping around my body before heading back inside. I was mentally cursing Tommy right now.

I know what I said but Nikki just had this way about him. Shit, I was going to need a cold fucking shower after this.

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[mith-gifs-wrestling]

Sami Zayn and Kevin Owens are going to be back in action again in the next few months, and everything is going to be great.

That’s what Kevin thinks, at least, and we know because he’s told us so. When Sami Zayn went out with injuries to both of his shoulders in May 2018, Kevin spent the next five months reminding us of his best friend, Sami Zayn over and over again. If Sami were here, was his constant refrain, If Sami were here everything would be okay.

And maybe that’s true. Or maybe Kevin was managing, somehow, to see the past year in the rosiest light possible, focusing only on the positive moments and not the negative, trying to make Sami into his image of an ideal friend: positive, reliable, a source of staunch support, the perfect wingman and sidekick.

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“Fractures and Faultlines: A Kevin & Sami Refresher for the New Year” is up at Spectacle of Excess!  

[everlastingdreams]

Ben Poindexter x Reader : Into My Bloodstream Chapter 16

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Notes: Sorry for the lack of Dex. But he is obviously being mentioned. 

Summary: Nope.

Chapter: 16/?

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You were unusually quiet after the events that had transpired, you were tired, exhausted even.

You had avoided Dex for the last hours at work. He was there when you told your story to Anna and you knew he would try to talk to you about it eventually. It's was going to be tricky to answer a question he might have about who it was that broke your heart. But you could not tell him, how could you tell him it was the same man that you pretended not to know when Matt had tried to get to Fisk in the hotel?

It would be even harder to explain that you were still close friends with the same guy. Dex was protective of you and part of you knew he wouldn't like to hear that the one who broke your heart was still in your life.

You couldn't tell him it was Matt.

But you knew, one day you would have to tell him. You didn't want to lie to him forever.

"(y/n ?)" Nadeem stopped you as you were walking down the hallway, leaving to go home. "Do you have a minute?" he asked you as he held the door open to his office.

You gave a quick nod as you walked inside the room. He closed the door behind you "Please, take a seat." he motioned at the chair opposite his.

"What's this about ?" your voice sounded tired.

He sat down and folded his hands together on the table before he spoke.

"I know today was ... rough for you. I wanted to ask if you are okay ?" Nadeem chose his words carefully.

"I've been through worse, Nadeem." you wanted to be honest. If even Nadeem noticed you weren't actually doing well, it was only a matter of time before Dex would notice too.

He thought for a moment before he leaned closer "Okay, let's just forget the fact that we're agents for a moment. Forget the bullshit myth that we are supposed to be tough every day. The ambush, the raid, and now this, what happened today. I just want to say that, it's okay to not to be okay. You can talk to me if you ever feel the need to, (y/n)."

You respected Nadeem, he seemed to be one of the only agents that had that much compassion for others. It wasn't a usual thing in a job like yours, where you were supposed to try and distance yourself from a situation. You were to follow orders.

You leaned back in the chair as you looked down at your hands.

“I think I just need to get some sleep, it's been a bunch of stressfull days and exhaustion is getting to me. But i've been through worse, Nadeem.”

“You can call me Ray if you want to, (y/n). You saved my life twice now, I think we can skip the formalities.” he leaned back in his chair.

“Thanks, Ray.” You rubbed your neck “Today was just...” you breathed out “Hard.”

He let out a chuckle after you said that, you raised a brow at him and he shook his head giving you an apologetic look “Sorry, you just reminded me of Dex when you said it like that.”

You snorted, it was probably something you picked up from working with Dex.

“Dex can be...a hard person to read. I have noticed how Dex seems to be more open when he's around you. I am glad you two are getting along so well.” he continued.

You had a feeling Nadeem was holding something back from you when he spoke about you and Dex. “I talked to Dex recently. I had a feeling there was something bothering him.”

“Did he say anything ?” you quickly asked with a worried expression.

Nadeem folded his hands on the table again “I figured out it had something to do with you, (y/n).” he shifted in his chair. He seemed to get a bit uncomfortable. “I'm sure he would have told you otherwise, considering how you two seem to have grown..” he cleared his throat “..close.”

You were tapping your fingers nervously on the armrest of the chair.

“Dex... was unsure of how to interpret some things between the both of you. I helped him shed some light on it.”

You narrowed your eyes at him, what exactly did Nadeem mean?

He noticed your look “(y/n), I told him you like him.” he finally says.

Your eyes darted around the room for a moment “Of course I like Dex. He's great to be around.”

He rubbed his hand over his chin “(y/n)..” you looked at him “I told him you like him.” he put intonation on the word 'like' and looked at you with a look that screamed 'please don't kill me'.

You were not expecting that, you fumbled with your coat nervously. Was it that obvious that even Nadeem saw your crush on Dex?

He breathed out “I hope I didn't misunderstand-”

You shook your head before he finished his sentence.

Nadeem smiled lightly “Dex.. he's a great agent. One of the best. But sometimes he needs someone to help him make things clear.”

“How did he react when you told him?” you blurted out.

Nadeem looked at you “He.. uhm.” he thought for a moment and your nerves were killing you “He looked relieved. I think he felt more confident to approach you after I told him.”

“I've noticed.” a smile tugged at your lips. Now you understood the sudden confidence Dex had shown around you.

Nadeem wanted to say something before it dawned on him “oh.”

“So, you are basically Dex's wingman now, Ray.” a smirk on your face as you looked at him.

“Yeah.. I guess I am. So I did good ?” he asked you.

You nod to him as you smiled “You did good, Ray. Thank you. I wish I had a wingman like that.”

“Just to get back to the reason I asked you in here. Was there anything else you wanted to talk to me about ? How are the other agents, beside Dex, treating you?” he asked because you were not here for that long yet.

You pondered the thought of telling Nadeem about Agent Hunt leaving you alone in the penthouse with Fisk.

But then you thought of Nadeem's family and his safety. Fisk would never let Nadeem get in the way of his plans. And telling Nadeem would bring the risk of Fisk telling the FBI about your past. Your life as an agent would be obliterated with a snap of Fisk's fingers.

“There are a lot of good people here, that's for sure. I only had a run in with someone who was being rude but I handled it.” well, Dex handled that after he got the agent covered in his hot drink you thought.

“Good. Great to hear. (y/n), tomorrow you'll only have to get here in the early evening. I want you to rest in the meantime.” he stood up from his chair.

You were not going to protest against getting half a day off at all.

You stood up “Got it. Thank you, Ray. Tell Seema and Sami I said hi.”

“I will. Have a good evening, (y/n).” he tells you as you walked out the door.

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[incorrectfussballquotes]

Benni: There is only one good reason for two people to have sex and that is love.

Mats: Benni, I love you but there is many more reasons for having sex.

Benni: Name one!

Mats: I can name 50!

Mats: Make-up sex, break-up sex, someone-told-you-about-a-new-position sex, revenge, rebound, paratrooping, nothing good on tv. you are in a hotel. curiosity.

32 reasons later...

Manu: He-said-he-loves-you-but-you-are-not-ready-to-say-it-back-yet sex!

Mats: 43!

Boa: Wingman diving on the friend grenade?

Mats: 44

Sami: The condoms are about to expire!

Mats: 45

Mats:

Mats: This is getting hard...

Thomas: 46!

[adampage]

nonoono don't feel bad. It's cool. I've come to terms with my sleep problems. I can't change it, it can't be treated, it's just something I live with. I don't envy or feel jealous of people who have a circadian rhythm because I know they don't get to have the kinds of adventures I do when they can sleep.

It's not all bad.

The dreams can be quite fun.

Last sleep session I dreamed I was training to be a wrestler and met Kevin. And Kevin and I hit it off and started hanging out and eventually started dating.

Sami was in the dream at the end, but he was there playing wingman to Kevin to help hook us back up after things went sour for a few weeks.

The dream ended with him kissing me.

That was a nice dream.

sjsksshdhfjk I don’t have dreams like that but I wish I did! I sometimes get dreams with wrestlers in them, like I know Hangman has been in two, maybe 3 or 4. But I can’t remember the others. I literally have to write them down immediately or I forget them, and I can usually never go back to them. I try, but I always get cut off at the worst moments. Right when it feels like he’s asking me something important or when something big might happen. I wish they didn’t. They feel so real.

I’ve had friends tell me that they’ve had literal sex in dreams and I have never gone past a kiss. Maybe once when I was like 13 I had one where I nearly got there but didn’t. That DOES get annoying like hello. Am I repressed? wtf.

[shanie-the-toyaddict]

BTW: in case any of you was wondering how Sami knows "Te amo"...

He learned it from Generico, of course. That guy was so dang affectionate, you couldn't imagine how many nights he got over excited and started into that with Kevin. Of course, Kevin never figured out what "Tayahmo" meant and, even though Sami did, he wasn't about to screw up his own shot with Kevin by telling him. (He was Generico's hype man, he never claimed to be his wingman...)

Zowens Headcanon Of The Day

Sami Zayn is fully capable of telling Kevin Owens that he's in love with him.

In fact, he can do so in four different languages, if you include Spanish.

The problem is that only one of those languages matters and it's the only one which he hasn't been able to say it in yet.

[uglypastels]

babe. babe. that part of the wingman fucking destroyed me i wanna be mad but your writing is so good i can't. I wish you could see that. I'm sorry you aren't feeling good and if i could i would hug you and take all the pain away but first i have to shout at you. seeing your url on my dadh makes me so happy YOU ARE NOT TRASH. you mean so much to me YOU ARE NOT TRASH. you mean so much to other people. YOU MATTER. YOU MATTER. YOU MATTER. look after yourself bean im here. always.

This is… wow. I really needed this today. thank you Sami. I love you ❤❤

Read The Wingman part 7

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Oh Sami!! You’re a good wingman!

When your bro brings you to a lame ass party and you already want to go home

[broke-n-bitchy]

Wicked Dreams

Part Five

@triplehaitches Thank you for helping me get out of my writers’ block and for the suggestions!

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Part Sixx

Nikki Sixx x OC

Warnings: drinking, drugs, angst, domestic abuse

Flashback

-Lucy’s POV-

New city, new venue, and I should be pumped but the thought of Nikki’s hands running down my sides while his lips attached to my neck played in my head like a fucking broken record. I gazed at my stage outfit, admiring the makeup that Vince actually ended up doing for me.

Dude did my makeup better than I did. Sliding on the black blazer along with a top hat that Mick was actually letting me borrow, it came together. “Alright, showtime,” I mumbled to myself before leaning down to snort up a line of blow that was laid out on across the table.

I heard someone wiggle the knob before bursting inside of my dressing room, “Um, what are you doing?” It was Nikki. The butterflies in my stomach swirled around like a tornado. He didn’t say anything, he just swaggered over to me. The closer he got, the more nervous I felt.

Placing his hands upon my cheeks, his lips crashed into mine in a heated kiss. Letting out a soft grunt, he grasped my thighs and propped me up onto the table. “Nikki,” I tried pushing him off but this felt too good. Fluttering my eyes shut, running my hands along his shoulders while tugging him closer between my legs.

“Mm, you always smell so fuckin’ good,” He mumbled into my mouth and I felt a light blush tinting my cheeks. But it couldn’t be like this. We were too close for comfort. Gently pushing him back, I shook my head. “Nikki, last night.. It can’t happen again. We were caught up in the moment but we’re on tour together, we’re starting to become good friends - I just-” He cut me off by placing a finger on my lips.“

“It’s okay, babydoll. Just know that I am going to keep pushing until I get you,” He told me with a sly smirk before pulling back, “Good luck out there,” He said before walking out of my dressing room. Leaving me quite breathless.

End of Flashback

-Nikki’s POV-

After the show, Vince and Tommy decided to host a Halloween party since it was in a few days. We were going to be here for a few days and I’m sure it was they wanted to see girls’ in slutty costumes.

I didn’t dress up, I just slid on a pair of devil horns over my head. That was it. Sitting on the couch, and after snorting a few lines I leaned back. A bodacious brunette clinging to my side, she looked familiar from somewhere. Couldn’t quite pinpoint where though. 

Then, an angel walked into the room where I was. Literally. Lucy was turning heads in her costume.

She was wearing a white pair of fishnet thigh highs, matching heels. My eyes followed her body upwards and she was wearing this little white tutu, and this extremely tight corset that outlined her curves. Angel wings and a little halo headband on top to match it all.

Lucy looked around before being greeted by Vince. Just by his body language, you can tell he was flirting with her. And by hers, you could see that she was turning him down. Ha, been there buddy.

Being pulled by my thoughts, the girl that I was hanging with brought me back a drink, “Thank you, sweetheart.” I gulped it down in two drinks before settling the cup off to the side.

“Hey,” Lucy grinned while she sat down next to me. I was about to greet her before she pointed her finger towards the brunette across from her. “Hey, I remember you! Scarlett, right?” She questioned and the girl seemed generally excited. “Yeah, that’s me! I remember you too!” The girl smirked and then it all came back to me.

“Well, isn’t this a coincidence,” I tugged both girls closer to my body, Scarlett relaxing more than Lucy did. Her pupils were dilated, “You already do some blow?” I asked her and she shook her head, “No, I smoked a joint with my cousin before getting dressed. I needed to relax to get this corset to fit,” She told me before snagging the bottle of vodka on the table. It was unopened. Which meant it was Mick’s. Normally you’d get bitched at for touching his alcohol but Mick from across just nodded towards Lucy.

He had a soft spot for her, everyone did. Lucy unscrewed the cap and gulped down a few drinks. I was about to grab it before she shooed my hand away, “Get your own, Sixx,” she basically growled at me.

“Sharing is caring.” I scoffed before snagging the bottle and taking a drink. She just rolled her eyes at me, getting up and walking over so she could sit next to Scarlett.

“So how have you been, love?” Lucy asked over the loud music thumping in the background. I was literally getting cockblocked by my wingman. They were talking about something and I just groaned in annoyance. I was about to get fuckin’ laid. Then they hunched over a little to where I couldn’t hear them, giggling and laughing. They peaked up every now and then to look at me. Now I really wanted to know what they were talking about.

Lucy then gave Scarlett a nod before getting up and walking away. Scarlett moved closer to me again with a smirk, “Hey, so Lucy and I were talking and well..” She trailed off as her fingers trailed across my jawline, “How about we all get out of here? Head back to your room or hers.” She suggested. Was that what they were talking about? A threesome? What made Lucy change her mind about me? It’s been almost two months since she turned me down and she has every day since. I mean, I obviously wasn’t going to turn this down so I decided to just let it go. 

Scarlett excused herself before she got up, claiming that she was going to find Lucy so we could get the hell out of here; and that was a good question. Where was Lucy?

At first, I didn’t think anything of it but ten minutes passed by and still nothing. I’m going to be pissed if she stood me up.

My eyes searched through the party, hoping every brown-headed chick with blonde streaks was Lucy, but to my luck - my needs were never easy to fulfill. I did find Savannah? No, Samantha... Uh. Wait, it was Scarlett.

Strutting over to her, I slung an arm over her shoulder while a playful smirk rested on my lips, “Where’s Lucy?” I asked her.

Scarlett gave me this look of confusion, “I thought she was with you? She said she was going to look for you so we could get to business.” She ran her finger down my chest teasingly. Normally, I wouldn’t hesitate to just take Scarlett somewhere private but I was going to pass up this opportunity with Lucy. I’ve been trying for months to fuck her and tonight she’d finally let me, even if it was in a threesome.

“Hm, you check the ladies bathroom and I’ll ask her cousin,” I told Scarlett and she nodded before disappearing into the crowd. Maybe she got nervous and bailed? I don’t fuckin’ know, but I did manage to find her cousin, Sami, and Alex during my search.

They were standing in the corner, scoping out the crowd - pretty sure to find an easy fuck. 

“Hey, have you seen Lucy?” I questioned as soon as I made it to them, I was starting to freak out a little bit.

“Nah, man. Thought she was with you?” Sami asked, looking like he was about to have a heart attack whenever I shook my head to confirm that she wasn’t.

“She never does this at parties or crowded places, she always makes sure to let someone know where she went. Even if it’s to go take a piss,” Sami explained and I trusted him. They were related so he knew her better than anyone else.

Deciding to round up Mick, Tommy, and Ryder - I couldn’t find Vince. No surprise there. We started searching throughout the property in an attempt to find our missing angel. 

-Lucy’s POV-

The last thing I remember was some guy giving me a drink from the bar. I didn’t think anything of it as I gulped it down. Originally, I went to go find Tommy to borrow a smoke off of him but I ended up against the wall, breathing uneasily. What the actual fuck was in that drink?

My vision started blurring in and out, and my heart was pounding. I thought I was starting to run but I was actually moving very slowly along the wall.

“You don’t look so well,” I heard a creepy, deep voice mumble in my ear. It was that guy. He mentioned his name but I couldn’t fuckin’ remember. “Dude, what was in that drink?” I managed to get out between my chest heaving.

I felt him grabbing my waist and began pulling me out of the party. Telling people who gave us looks that I was drunk and he needed to get me home. “Please, stop..” I whimpered, whatever he gave me was making me extremely tired but the blow I did earlier was helping me stay awake. 

“Get off of me!” It took all of my strength to literally shove him off but my legs were wobbling and I couldn’t run. It resulted in a harsh strike across my face. “So fucking ungrateful.” I heard him say before being lifted up over his shoulder. The absolute worst part of all of this is that I knew what was happening and I couldn’t do anything at all about it. 

All that could come out of me was soft whimpers begging for this creep to stop but he was tying my hands with a rope, once he was finished he shoved me in the trunk and slammed it shut. I heard a yell from the distance, “HEY, WHAT THE FUCK?!” It was Sami. I couldn’t see anything except the cracks of the light from the streets peaking in the trunk, but I did hear slamming, punching, kicking, glass being busted.

It was muffled, “Someone get her out!” They yelled, pretty sure it was Ryder. 

The trunk flew open and I couldn’t help but cry in relief, “Oh my god,” Nikki said as he scooped me up, pulling out a switchblade and cutting the rope free from my wrists. “Hey, can you talk? Are you okay?” He was shaking my shoulders vigorously. I know he means well but it hurt and I was trying to find the words.

“Hey, calm down Sixx,” Sami told him before lifting me up, “Lets get her back to the hotel, and if she wants, she can file a police report,” Normally anyone at that party would argue about that considering the number of drugs just on the perimeter but no one did.

“You’ll be okay, it’s okay. God, I’m so fucking sorry.” I could’ve sworn I saw tears brimming Nikki’s eyes before I passed out. 

The Next Day

I got maybe, two hours of sleep and the rest was nothing but nightmares. Glancing over at the clock, it was ten in the morning. Which means everyone was still sleeping.

I didn’t want to press charges, I didn’t want this bullshit to end up on the tv. I just wanted it all to go away. I knew in this situation I would in no way be considered the victim. That’s just how it was with women, and it fucking sucked. So there was no point in getting riled up over this. At least that’s what I told myself before the vicious flashback came flooding into my head as soon as I lit my cigarette.

Feeling so fucking helpless, not being able to fight that man off. Not being able to do anything about the entire thing. If it wasn’t for Sami and everyone else quite literally coming to my rescue, I would probably be dead in a fucking ditch. “Please stop..” Tears streamed down my cheeks and I finally came to once I realized I was burning my knee with my lit cigarette. I nearly fell off the bed whenever I heard banging on the door, “Hey! It’s us, we just want to make sure you’re okay.” Tommy’s muffled voice rang in my ears.

Sighing, I got up and walked over to the door, opening it up. I saw both my band, and the Crue standing outside. It was ten in the fucking morning. They looked hungover and like they just died. Nikki was standing between Tommy and Sami.

Sami moved forward and pulled me into his arms, “I’m supposed to protect you and I failed, I’m so sorry.” That’s when I remembered the promise Sami made to me a decade ago right before my mother passed away. She was stationed and I had to stay with him and my aunt, and he swore he’d always have my back. I didn’t blame him at all.

I didn’t blame anyone. 

Except for myself.

Letting out a shaky sigh, I pulled back from Sami, “It’s not your fault, and if it weren’t for you guys, I’d probably be dead.” I tried to shake off the comment with a laugh whenever Sami winced at my words. “But it’s super early, and I think I just want to be alone right now,” Then I heard a groggy voice from a little further down, “That’s the last thing you need, princess. But we can’t do anything except respect your wishes, we’re only down the hall if you need anything.” Mick told me. He was distant and came across as bitter but we were both the guitarists for our bands, and despite the age difference, we got along extremely well.

“Thank you, all so much for everything.” Tommy then handed me a single yellow rose, “Here, it’s the official flower of Texas, right?” That brought a smile to my face and he roped me in for a hug, “The official flower of Texas is the bluebonnet, but thank you anyways.” His cheeks turned a little red while he shrugged, “Oops.”

Ryder and Alex gave me a group hug that almost squashed me before going to grab breakfast. They were typically up earlier than me. Sami went off with Tommy to smoke a cigarette and find Doc, I think Mick went to go find more booze.

Vince stood there with guilt evident in his eyes, he wasn’t there when everything happened, “I’m so sorry, Lu- I-”

“Sh, come here.” I wrapped my arms around him reassuringly, “Stop blaming yourself for every little thing, Vince. You’re a rockstar and not everyone else’s problem has to be your own.”

I know they wanted to be here for me but it seemed like the complete opposite.

Once he took off himself, I stood there in front of Nikki. For some reason, I wanted to just let it all out, “Sorry I stood you up last night,” I gave him a sad grin followed by a hoarse laugh. Desperately trying to hold in the tears.

“What the fuck, Lucy? You think that’s what I’m worried about?”

“I don’t think you ever worry about anything except yourself.” I didn’t mean that I just needed to let out some of the anger and Nikki wanted to go off but held it in. He knew I didn’t mean it.

He shook his head, grabbing me by the shoulders so his eyes could gaze intensely into mine, “That’s not true. You’ve had my back from the second we met and I am going to do the same for you, okay?” I didn’t say anything whenever his fingers grazed my sore cheek, instead, I choked out the words, “It was so bad, Nik. I was so scared.” He did the last thing I expected him to do next.

-Nikki’s POV-

Seeing Lucy break down in front of me tore me up in ways and caused feelings I didn’t even know I had to flare up like a fire. Why did I have such a soft spot for her? I almost killed that motherfucker last night if Ryder hadn’t yanked me off. I hated it but I knew he was right, the last thing Lucy needed was for a friend to end up in jail.

Whenever she told me she was scared, I didn’t know what to do. Lucy didn’t come across as someone who was scared of anything. She loved living her life, she loved being in the moment. After a nano-second of thinking, I carefully scooped her up into my arms and carried her back into her room, carefully laying her down back in bed and pulling the covers over her, “Look, it’s still early. The show isn’t until tonight so, get some rest, okay?”

I was about to turn around and leave until I heard her, “Will you lay with me?” She asked, and I smelled like shit. But I didn’t want to be rude, “Yeah,” I nodded, kicking off my shoes before crawling into bed next to her. She immediately moved closer, wrapping an arm over my torso and letting her head rest upon my chest.

I didn’t do this. I didn’t cuddle. I wasn’t there for people. If anything, I was the worst. Yet here I am, holding this girl while she cried softly into my shirt. “Hey, it’s okay. You’re safe here,” I rubbed her back, trying my best to comfort her. She only cried harder which only made me think I was making it worse.

“Thank you, for everything.” I didn’t respond. Instead, I just let her tears fall. Dampening my shirt, sometimes that’s just what someone needed.

I can’t explain why, but I just wanted to be what she needed.