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Sidney #0 and his... original shirts
#nu metal#sid wilson#dj starscream#slipknot#90s#00s#joey jordison#paul gray#chris fehn#jim root#craig jones#shawn crahan#mick thomson#corey taylor#sid wilson slipknot#slipknot 0#ktamina
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Swing (Sid Wilson x Fem! Reader) FLUFF
Happy New Year's my loves! We're gunna start things off right with the funkiest of guys, Sid. I love him, he's so fun and crazy and ugh, he's just so adorable. So, have some rabid dog boyfriend Sid to kick off the new year!
WARNINGS: Swearing, overly aggressive dude in the pit, the sweetest fluff
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Divider credit: @adornedwithlight
Today was going better than you could have ever hoped for. You had managed to make it to the barrier of the stage to watch your favorite band, even securing a spot in front of your favorite members' mixing table. Everyone you had met today had been nice so far, you had made a few friends in que, though you had managed to lose them in the chaos of securing your spot. You went rigid as someone tried to shove you from the railing. “Come on, sweetheart, this is a real metal show, you shouldn't be down here.” A guy behind you chuckles. You decided to just ignore him, looking straight forward and holding firmly onto your place. He began to shout various questions and rude statements at you every so often.
“She's probably one of those tik tok e girls who only listens to Custer and Duality to be edgy.” He was finally shut up by the band blasting into their first song.
“I fucking love my job.” Sid laughs giddily as he begins climbing the staging at the side of the stage. Was this a dumb idea? Probably. But, it more than likely wouldn't kill him, and it was going to look really fucking cool, those were the only 2 reasons he needed. He looked out over the massive crowd as he hung high off the metal staging. He screamed as he let himself free fall into the waiting pool of people below. The breath is knocked from Sid’s lungs as he's immediately snatched into the crowd, getting pulled and tossed around until eventually he falls through a hole in the sea of hands, landing right in front of you. His eyes meet yours and for a second you wondered if you were dreaming. There was no way that the Sid Wilson was taking your hand and helping you up from where you had gotten knocked over. “I didn't kick you, did I?” He screams over the music, fighting against the pulls from fans and the security guard that was trying to drag him out of the pit alike. You shake your head, staring back at him in pure shock. He chuckles, “I only bite if you ask nicely, don't worry.” He winks at you.
“Of course, the poser gets all the attention.” The guy from earlier scoffs. Sid’s smile falters, his gaze turning dangerously to the man behind you.
“You better watch your fucking mouth.” He snaps, his features softening once again as his attention turns back to you. “Enjoy the rest of the show, baby, I'll be watching you from right up there.” He quickly takes your hand, leaning down to kiss it, but laughing when his mask gets in the way. He winks at you before bounding back up to the stage.
The guy behind you scoffs, “typical, special treatment just for a pair of tits.” It was impossible not to have a good time, especially now that you had the band's cute DJ waving and blowing kisses at you every chance he got. Every so often you would get a harsh shove or a punch to the back, every time you shot him an annoyed look he would just spit something out about how “this is a mosh pit, you should expect to get hit.”
Later into their set, you were laughing, dancing along with Sid who had, once again, run up to the edge of the stage in order to give you some attention. You lurch forward, your hand coming to the sharp pain in the back of your head, where you had just been struck hard with an elbow. Sid vaulted over the equipment that sat between the stage and the pit, rushing to the barrier. He grabs the guy by the shirt, pulling him away from you in order to keep you out of harm's way. He clearly saw the deliberate strike to your head, and he had watched your annoyed expression too many times tonight as he roughly knocked into you. Sid swings without thinking, letting his fist land wherever it wants to strike. “You wanna fucking swing mother fucker? I'll give you someone to fucking swing on!” Security rushed over to him, pulling him off the guy in the crowd. “Quit beating up on girls, you're a fucking loser!” He screams, jabbing the guy in the chest with his finger. “You, you're coming with me.” Your arms latch around his neck as Sid reaches over the barrier, scooping you into his arm. The guy started screaming some insult at Sid who immediately turned around and barked in the guy's face.
“Thank you.” All you could do was stare at him dumbfounded as he jogged over to the stairs at the side of the stage.
“There's no need to thank me, baby. That guy was a fucking douchebag.” Once he gets you backstage he sets you down. “Are you okay? He hit you pretty hard.”
“Yeah, I'll be alright, nothing some Tylenol can't fix.” You laugh.
“Well, I can't send you back out there with that asshole,” your heart races as a smile spreads across his lips. He steps closer to you, his hand coming to rest on your waist. “Why don't you come dance for me on stage, beautiful?” He takes you by the hand, leading you out in front of the crowd of hundreds of people. Sid singles out the guy from earlier in the crowd, flipping him off before returning to your side. He wraps an arm around your waist, keeping you close as you head up to his mixing table. His smile was intoxicating, your cheeks growing warm as his eyes flicker over your features. “You're going to make it very hard to not get distracted.” He chuckles. Sid’s eyes never left you for the rest of the show. The two of you laughing, dancing, and screaming together. It felt like you had known him your entire life.
You scream as Sid playfully grabs you, pulling your smaller form into him. You giggle as he rocks you side to side, crushing you in a hug. “Come on, you're gonna play the last song with me.”
“I don't know how to DJ.” You try to argue with a DJ.
“That's what I'm there for, beautiful.” You found yourself relaxing into him, his chest firmly against your back, one arm firmly wrapped around your waist unless it was needed for him to perform. He wraps you in a tight hug as you finish the song together, showering you with praise as he nuzzles his face against yours. You waited off to the side of the stage while the band gave their final bows, clapping and cheering with the rest of the crowd. Sid bounds up to you the moment he's finished, arms flinging around you in order to pull you as tightly to him as possible. You smile as you look up at him, bright blue eyes holding you firmly in place.
“You're absolutely incredible.” You admit in absolute awe. He laughs bashfully, scuffing the toe of his shoe against the floor. “And thank you for stepping in with that guy earlier, I don't think I ever got to thank you properly.” Sid’s breath catches in his throat as you lean in, carefully pressing your lips to his masked cheek.
“I don't deal well with guys like that. I'm happy I could've helped.” He stops one of the crew members as they walk by, pulling a marker out of their pocket. He takes a hold of your arm, quickly scribbling down his phone number. “We're in town for a few more days, I was hoping that, maybe I could take you on a date?” You could hear the nervousness in his tone, you thought it was cute.
“I'd like that.” You respond with a shy smile of your own.
“Sid, are you gonna kiss her or what, dude?” He laughs as he hears one of the guys yell. “The two of you have been drooling over each other all night!”
Sid looks at you nervously, his eyes quickly starting to your lips and then back up to yours. “I'm sorry,” you start playfully, “am I witnessing the one and only Sid Wilson being afraid of something.
He rolls his eyes, “please, I'm not afraid of anything. Fear only holds you back in life.”
“Then kiss me.” His eyes widened, slightly shocked by your bold statement. He hurriedly discards his mask, lips crashing into yours as his hands come up to cup cheeks. Sid hums as he melts into the kiss, his hands wandering wherever they can find a good hold. Kissing him left you feeling a little dizzy, your eyes fluttering open to meet his stunning gaze as he breaks the kiss. “Wow.” You mumble against his lips.
“Wow is an understatement.” He laughs. “Can I take you out tomorrow? Please?” You nod, placing another chaste kiss to his lips.
“I'd like that.”
#ghost writes#fan fiction#slipknot#slipknot x reader#sid wilson x reader#sid x reader#sid wilson slipknot#sid wilson x reader fluff#slipknot x reader fluff#sid wilson#0 slipknot
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MISTER WILSON
#digital art#my art <3#fanart#slipknot art#Slipknot sid wilson#sid wilson slipknot#Slipknot number 0#Slipknot#sid wilson#slipknot fanart
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Sid edit I made for my other acc !
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Slipknot | Disasterpieces DVD 2002
#slipknot#disasterpieces#iowa era#2002#metal#metalhead#nu metal#sid wilson#corey taylor#shawn crahan#shawn clown crahan#james root#jim root#mick thomson
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#90s#early 2000s#slipknot album#slipknot#slipknot band#nu metal#mall goth#cassette#joey jordison#corey taylor#jim root#shawn crahan#mick thomson#chris fehn#craig jones#paul gray#sid wilson
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WHO UP SLIPPIN THEIR KNOT RN?!
#my art#slipknot#slipknot band#slipknot fanart#corey taylor#chris fehn#joey jordison#shawn crahan#jim root#paul gray#sid wilson#craig jones#mick thompson#the clown#number 6#number 3#number 1#number 7#number 5#number 8#number 0#number 4#digital art#heavy metal#nu metal
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Slipknot's Vol. 3 Raw scans of entire CD insert. Zoom for detail. (no edits for color correction or straightening)
since you guys have enjoyed the individual scans so much
#slipknot#2000s#cd collection#metal#mick thomson#paul gray#corey taylor#sid wilson#jim root#physical media#numetal#nu metal#slipknot vol 3#joey jordison
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More Slipknot finds !!
#90s mallgoth#90s goth#90s mall goth#mallgoth#2000s goth#metal#sid wilson#joey jordison#paul gray#chris fehn#jim root#craig jones#shawn crahan#mick thomson#corey taylor#slipknot#band#nu metal#web finds#magazine#image
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My fav Sid #0 masks : US M9a1 NBC
u can request ur fav mask in my asks box ♡
#nu metal#slipknot#sid wilson#dj starscream#sid wilson slipknot#slipknot 0#nu metal bands#2000s nu metal#joey jordison#paul gray#chris fehn#jim root#craig jones#shawn crahan#shawn clown crahan#mick thomson#corey taylor#90s mallgoth#00s mall goth#90s#ktamina
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The Arrangement (Slipknot x Free Use! Fem! Reader) Part 1 - Chris x Reader x Sid SMUT
Hello! So, I wasn't really sure how to label this one, so this is going to be my take on a free use fic! This ended up turning into multiple parts because I have a problem so this chapter is going to show how Sid got involved and kind of how their whole situation started. So, full disclosure, maybe not a true free use fic, but it's gunna be a good time regardless!
WARNINGS: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, 18+, ADULT CONTENT AHEAD, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie, oral (m receiving), handjob, voyeurism, threesome, exhibitionism, praise, threesome, spit roast, gagging, I think that's everything if I missed any please let me know!
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Part 2 (TBA)
Divider credits: @adornedwithlight
All of this had started because of a joke. You had convinced your friends to set aside time at the festival you were at to go see your favorite band. They only had 2 conditions: you had to make it to the stage, and you had to flash one of the members. Both tasks were completed with a surprising amount of ease. You had convinced the hulking mass of a man in the pit next to you to hoist you up onto his shoulders. Chris easily spotted you from your position perched above the crowd. You had been flirting with him all night, a fact that had left him incredibly turned on and even more frustrated about the fact he couldn't do anything about it. He points at you, demonic growls focused in your direction. You watch his entire expression turn to shock as you lift your shirt, flashing him. He stood frozen on the stage, staring at your chest for much longer than necessary before letting out a bewildered laugh.
You later found yourself bent in half inside of his bunk, the tight confines making him press impossibly deep inside of you. His shoulders heaved with every labored breath, the sound muffled by his mask. You struggle to stifle a giggle as he whacks his head on the ceiling, letting out a pained groan. “Are you okay, baby?” You coo once your laughter had subsided. You carefully take his face in your hands, he could feel the warmth of your palms through his mask. The way you looked at him made his heart race.
The two of you made things official a few days later.
You and Chris had been seeing each other for a while when he asked if he could make a request. “You can absolutely say no, but I was thinking… for my birthday, um…” he clears his throat, you feel him shift awkwardly from his position holding you in bed. “How would you feel about having sex with someone else while I watched?” Every word came out carefully, his fingers nervously drumming against your hip.
“You'd be okay with that? It wouldn't make you jealous or–”
“No, I think it would be pretty fucking hot if I'm being honest.” He chuckles, burying his face in your hair. “But, that's only if you're comfortable doing something like that, there's no pressure.”
You let his proposition hang in the air for a moment. “Did you have anyone in mind?”
Chris couldn't decide where he wanted to look most. Your face screwed up in pleasure, the way your plush ass rippled with every fast, sharp thrust from Sid’s hips, everything about the situation that played out before him was absolutely sinful to look at. Chris rutted into his palm, a string of curses and your name falling from his lips as he sat in the chair placed off to the side in your room. “You weren't kidding,” Sid growls, “she is really fucking pretty, Chris.” He takes a firstful of your hair, guiding you along his length. Your thighs tremble as you struggle to stay on your knees.
He lets out a low hum, “yes she is, my pretty girl.” Your breath catches at the sudden compliment. Sid groans, his fingers digging into your hips.
“Fuck,” he growls with a chuckle. “You liked that, didn't you, baby girl? Keep talking to her, Chris.” Sid presses your back flush to his chest, giving Chris the perfect view of him fucking into you. “You like having your boyfriend watch you get split open on my cock, baby? Such a dirty fucking girl.” You moan as he drags his tongue up the side of your face, his talented fingers dipping in between your legs to toy with your clit.
“You're doing such a good job, love.” Chris groans, his hungry gaze raking over your body. “You like being used, pretty girl?”
Sid lets out another loud groan, “with how tight this pussy squeezed my cock when you said that, I think she might.” He chuckles, resting his chin on your shoulder. Chris stands from his chair with a groan, his eyes locked on yours as he approaches you.
“Hands.” He commands softly. Your fingers slide over his rough, calloused palms. He wraps one of your hands around his erection, setting the pace for you. “Is Sid making you feel good, baby?” You nod, your mind hazy with pleasure. He brings your free hand to his lips, pressing gentle kisses to your knuckles. He gently grabs your face, keeping your gaze directed at him. “Who do you belong to, sweetheart?”
You pull your bottom lip between your teeth as you try to hide a flirtatious smile. Sid curses loudly as you squeeze around him. “You.” You respond breathlessly. Chris chuckles as a feeling of pride burns in his chest.
“That's right, that's my girl.” Hearing him emphasize that you were his only made the coil of pleasure in your core wind tighter. You drop your hands to the mattress, taking Chris into your mouth. He curses, cradling your head in his hand. He was pushed deeper into your throat with every harsh thrust from Sid, tears gathering along your lashes as you gagged around his cock. “My pretty girl,” Chris groans, “you're doing such a good fucking job.” You moan around him, pleasure fluttering through your core at his praise.
“Fuck, I tap out.” Sid chuckles. He grabs into your hips, his thrusts steadily losing their rhythm as he gives into his impending climax. His hips stutter to a stop as he finishes, his fingers digging into your hips as he steadies himself. He eased himself out of you, leaving you alone with Chris while he removed his condom.
He hisses as you pull him out of your mouth, he guides you upwards, pulling you into a gender kiss. “Are you having a good time, baby?” He asks you gently, cradling your face in your hand.
You nod, your hazy, fucked out expression making Chris’s heart race. “Are you?”
“Oh yeah.” He responds quickly, making you both laugh. “That was really hot watching you like that.” He gives you another few chaste kisses. “Maybe, we could invite Sid to join us more often.” He offers.
“I definitely won't say no to that.” The bed sinks under Sid’s weight as he kneels back on the mattress. You shiver as his warm hands ghost over your body, sandwiching you in between him and Chris. “It definitely would be a lot better than having to fuck my fist all tour.” He jokes with a laugh.
Chris’s expression darkens as his eyes flash to the other man. “As long as we have an understanding that she’s mine.” His threatening tone made you squeeze your thighs together in arousal.
Sid chuckles, “no need to get all defensive. She's your girl.” You yelp as he nips at her ear. “I'm just happy to have such a pretty new toy to play with.” Your cheeks burn, slightly embarrassed by how much that statement turned you on. “Now, do you want to keep asserting your dominance Mr. Alpha male, or are you going to break this pretty girl and fuck her stupid.” Sid shoots Chris a mischievous look, his hands slipping underneath your thighs in order to easily hold you in place for the other man. Your knees pressed into your chest, Chris groans at the sight of you put perfectly on display for him. He grabs your face in his hand, keeping your eyes locked on his as he slowly slides himself inside of you. He lets out an obscene groan, his forehead falling to rest against yours. You squeal as Sid starts to rub right circles on your clit, Chris groans as he feels you squeeze around him. “So pretty,” Sid coos, “I get why he's so possessive of you.” He chuckles.
“That's right, but she knows she's all mine. Right, love?” You nod lazily in response, moans slipping easily from your lips as you cling desperately to your boyfriend. Chris presses your thighs to your chest, Sid's hot tongue trailing over your neck as he tweaks your nipples in between his fingers.
“Chris,” you moan his name, hazy eyes meeting his, “ ‘s too much.” He quietly shushes you.
“Think you got a little more in you, baby?” You could tell he was close, his gaze ravenous as his hips snap hungrily into you. You nod, pulling him down to kiss you. Sid holds all your weight, your body going limp as your orgasm rips through you. At the sight of you utterly gone Chris loses control, fucking you through his climax with a strangled groan. He eases out of you and takes you into his arms. His breathing was ragged as he came down from his high, Sid collapsing into the bed next to you, arms sprawled out to the side. You can't help but laugh as you hear them high five.
“I wasn't too rough with you, was I, sugar?” Sid asks sweetly. You shake your head in response. He breathes out a sigh of relief, “that was fun.” He chuckles, the three of you settling into the quiet that surrounded you.
“Sid,” Chris starts, his thumb rubbing soothingly over your shoulder. “If it's alright with her… I think we might be able to come up with some type of arrangement.”
#slipknot x reader#slipknot x reader smut#chris fehn slipknot#chris fehn x reader#sid wilson x reader#sid wilson slipknot#chris fehn x reader x sid wilson#sid wilson x reader x chris fehn#chris fehn x reader smut#sid wilson x reader smut#fan fic#fan fiction#slipknot fan fiction#slipknot smut#sid x reader#smut
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brother? what the fuck was that for😭
#corey taylor#jim root#slipknot#mick thomson#slipknot joey#joey jordison#stone sour#slipknot corey#shawn clown crahan#sid wilson#2000s#2000s mtv#90s#craig jones#tortilla man#chris fehn#paul gray#nu metal#2000s skater#2000s metal#kittie#kittie band#limp bizkit#korn
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Im back :33
#joey jordison#slipknot fanart#slipknot#artists on tumblr#my art#digital art#illustration#craig jones#james root#jay weinberg#corey taylor#jim root#shawn crahan#paul gray#sid wilson#chris fehn#tortilla man#mick thomson#nu metal#nu metal bands#art fanart
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favorite quotes from my favorite rockstars!!
(that i yell around my house)
“your fucking band sucks!” -chris fehn, slipknot
“we got caught jerking off.” -krist novoselic, nirvana
“light em up!” -sid wilson, slipknot
“it’s a song…and we wrote it! 😃 no, um—” -jonathan davis, korn
(referring to craig) “look at him, do you wanna talk to him? i don’t wanna talk to him and i’m in a band with him.” -corey taylor, slipknot
“but you know wanna know what? i said i’m madonna, and i can do anything, okay?” -sebastian bach, skid row
“it’s not a tv studio…josh! turn these lights out! it’s a fucking rock concert!” eddie vedder, pearl jam
“hey, ugly. hey, BITCH.” -layne staley, alice in chains
“and i’ve been bugginaboutfletsomandjetsam for a long time.” -jason newsted, metallica
*silence* “…you can’t prove that.” -sean kinney, alice in chains
“👹WE DON’T WANNA TALK TO METALLICA.👹” lars ulrich, metallica
“WHERE’S THE SWIMMING POOL AT? 🗣️” -kirk hammett, metallica
“THE FUCK ARE YOU GUYS DOING HERE RIGHT NOW GOD DAMN IT!?” -kirk hammett, metallica
“which metallica member is the most pregnant?” -lars ulrich, metallica
“everybody from underneath the stage gonna be lookin’ at my NUTS.” -jonathan davis, korn
“hope i choke on a crepe. hm, hope you choke on a dick.” *struggles to end the video* -dave mustaine, megadeth
“HAAAHAAAHAAAA! 🗣️” -fred durst, limp bizkit
#metallica#kirk hammett#lars ulrich#jason newsted#sid wilson#corey taylor#dave mustaine#megadeth#slipknot#jonathan davis#korn#fred durst#limp bizkit#layne staley#alice in chains#sean kinney#eddie vedder#pearl jam#krist novoselic#nirvana#chris fehn#UGH I TAGGED THEM ALL HOLY SHIT
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