#sid wilson x y/n

[fritz-federleicht]

the 1999 slipknot guys (like sid, mick, joey, chris, n corey maybe paul too) with a mall goth s/o, just like general head cannons. preferably gn reader but i don’t rlly care on the gender. so basically the reader dresses like Talena Atfield from Kittie, that type of style, and they mainly listen to like nu, industrial, n goth metal!! if not that’s totally ok!!

... with a mall goth reader/ Slipknot x reader

Notes: i didn't write anything for Paul, i had too few ideas, hope you still like it

Sid:

- he has a soft spot for goth clothing, but only when you wear it

- maybe that's because you led him to it through your development

- you didn't always dress like this

- in the past you didn't put much thought into what you wore, you just took

what you get

- you were already a couple back then

- at some point it clicked and you dressed differently

- Sid thought it was a bit weird at first, he didn't think your new look was bad it's not like that, but you just looked different, not like when he first met you

- but the way Sid is, he thinks it makes you dangerous, and he thinks that's hot

- it also has a plus point, now Sid doesn't have to worry about unwanted pairs of eyes looking at you

- also your taste in music has changed

- of course you always supported his music, listened to it, but you never listened to more than Slipknot

- now you have discovered your passion for metal, which Sid is very happy about, because you can visit concerts of this kind together

- extra: with his oversize jumpsuits he wears at gigs he has one of your bracelets on each arm, so he is not only closer to you but can also work at the mixing desk without the sleeves slipping down

Joey:

- he loves your clothes with all his heart

- especially your jewelry and shoes

- if you have the same shoe size he wears your boots to Murderdolls gigs

- when you come home with new bracelets he asks you to show them to him

- you do it proudly of course, want to show off your new achievements

- Joey looks at everything examining, already considers which he can steal from time to time

- sometime later you want to wear a new bracelet, but it's not there

- "Joey! Have you seen my bracelet?"

- you enter the room he is in, he hides his hand behind his back. "No?"

- you walk up to him and pull his hand out from behind his back. Your bracelet dangles around his wrist. "If you like my jewelry so much why don't you buy the exact same thing? Why don't we go partnered?" You suggest

- Joey, of course, is thrilled. But only goes along on one condition. "You pick out the jewelry and I buy it."

- that's how it comes that you often wear the same accessories

Chris:

- as soon as he sees you in fishnet clothes something stirs inside him, he just loves it

- on those days he can't tear his eyes away from you

- all the time they are on you, not craving or anything, just desiring, like you are the most valuable thing this world has ever produced

- but not only his gaze is constantly on you, but also his hands

- he runs his fingers over the black squares, touching your skin and giving you goose bumps

- at the beginning he found your reaction to his touch cute, now he finds it endearing

Mick:

- this big man loves to kiss you

- it looks quite funny when you wear chains with spikes

- he bends down to you and cups your jaw lovingly as if you were fragile

- at the same time he touches your chain and gets pricked

- he slowly lets his gaze wander from your eyes, over your beautiful face and then finally to your necklace

- he exhales as he pushes his hand further up to your cheek, so high that his arm no longer touches the spikes, bending his arms more, pulling them away from you

- you grin innocently and lean against him

- He releases a hand from your cheek, caresses your waist, he leans to your ear and whispers. "I can't wait to rip that chain off your neck." As he says this he is careful not to get too close to your neck, you blush

- Mick spreads light kisses from your cheek to your lips, in between he pulls away. "I love when you blush."

Corey:

- when you get ready you listen to metal songs

- Corey, who is usually in the room right next to you, hears the music come on

- he waits a moment for you to put on your clothes, you already sing along with the music

- after a short time he comes rushing into your room, all excited

- he loves to sing with you (roar with you)

- often the whole situation drags out from just dressing up, a kind of duet emerges

- despite everything you try to pick out suitable jewelry for your look

- singing Corey points at bracelets, necklaces and belts, suggests them to you

- now and then you take it and hold it to your body, sometimes you take it, sometimes you put it back in its place

- eventually you've done it and you're all dressed up

- you want to turn off the music but Corey holds you back. "One more song. Please?" He doesn't want the time with you to end

- you nod and together you sing at the top of your lungs, with as much emotion as you can muster

[thatsauceysauce]

Jim root with a virgin reader!!

incredibly gentle, only speading up when you asked

made sure to praise you

admired your breasts the whole time

definitely ate your pussy before

was a little rough

he was definitely a little vocal, letting you know how good you are

doe eyes 100%

he teased your clit

held your hand

after care;

his aftercare was super sweet

told you ab how good you did

brushed and braided your hair

dressed you in his shirt

kissed you all over

licked you clean (ifykwim)

[fuck1nposer]

How about a Sid x reader where reader is just a really calm person to mellow out his craziness and everyone is so shocked because they are polar opposites if you want to

✧ — it's almost ironic | sid wilson x reader

whenever you'd talk about your relationship, the "opposites attract" would always come up. the guys often joked about it and you'd simply laugh along, they did have a point.

— ✧

slipknot played live that night. sid climbed and jumped from the highest place possible, trying to impress you. after the show, your injured boyfriend came to you.

— y/n, y/n, did you see what i did up there? wasn't it crazy? dude, i swear it was insane — he said. even if he was drenched in sweat, he had plenty of energy left.

you gave him a warm smile and you helped him take his mask off, since he could barely move his arm.

— mhm. you did get hurt, though — you answered softly.

— well yeah, but what's life without a little risk am i right?

— absolutely not — interrupted mick, handing you a first aid kid — how the hell do you even put up with him y/n?

— yeah, it's almost ironic — added joey.

— that's a low point you guys, that's slander towards a disabled citiz- — sid yelled in pain when you tried to bandage his wound.

— sorry, baby — you kissed his cheek, he just smiled.

— see? i'm not some weird liability, y/n loves me.

— you go on stage for an hour and by the time you're back, your arm's already broken. how's that not a liability? — mick laughed at joey's comment.

sid simply brushed it off, because he was happy in a way. he had never felt this way for anyone. he never felt judged; no matter what crazy thing he did, no matter how he'd express himself, you never made him feel ashamed for being him, and that made him love you.

he was slipknot's insane daredevil. as fun as that was for the fans, he sometimes got insecure over his behaviour. you were really calm after all, he was scared at first that his energetic attitude would crush the dynamic between the both of you.

however, even if it seemed crazy to the rest, it just worked out.

— ✧

you were lying next to sid. you caressed his hair as you softly talked, he'd occasionally burst out laughing about anything. the rest were at the after party, but you wanted to stay in the tour bus since sid was in pain.

— hey y/n, thank you — he got serious all of the sudden.

— you don't need to thank me, sid — you smiled looking at him. you gave him a sweet kiss, and let him fall asleep next to you.

— ✧

ALRIGHT! that was it, i fucking loved the prompt but it took me a long time to think of an scenario because i'm as hyper as sid, I EVEN FRACTURED MY ARM LIKE A COUPLE WEEKS AGO because i was being stupid so, yeah. writing a chill y/n was something. but i hope you enjoyed reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it <3 if anyone wants to send any prompt y'all are more than welcomed to!

[writersmilex]

Hype Out!

Sid Wilson X Reader.

Summary : Sid meets the energetic drummer of a new-comer band at a festival, (Y/n) has enough energy to keep up with him. Requested by : Anonymous.

Also (Ba/n) = (Band/name). Make up the name of the band you're in.

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"This will be our big break as a band!" Naomi, (the guitarist) gleams, her long dark hair bouncing as she jumps with excitement. "Hell yeah!" (Y/n), (the drummer) bounces along with Naomi, jumping with delight They can barely hold their excitement, something might break if they lose grip on their energy. But, the gig is up soon and they can let it all out on their drum-kit. "spare you energy for the gig (Y/n)." Dylan, (the singer) laughs, he can't hold back a smile of his own. "can't, got to much of it!" (Y/n) replies. "C'mon man, this this the moment we've been dreaming of. " Yuri, (the bassist) says, getting his Bass ready for performing. The brown-haired singer slaps Yuri on the back. The blonde man huff and recoils at the roughness of the slap. "spare my shoulder, Jezus!" Yuri sneers a complaint. Rolling the mentioned shoulder to loosen the muscles. He has been sore lately, and even more snappy than usual.

"Stop it you guys, we gotta safe as much energy as we can. Except (Y/n), they are free to go explore the back-stage." Naomi says, she has always been the leader of the band. In (Ba/n), the guitarist is the front-woman. Although she can be a bit bossy, she is a better leader than any other member. "What, why (Y/n)!?" Yuri stands up after placing his Bass aside. Dylan grabs the bassist by the shoulder and pulls him back in his chair. "(Y/n) needs to walk around for a bit Yuri. We talked about this." the singer explains for the hundredth time. "Yeah, yeah. have fun on your walk (Y/n)." Yuri huffs, pulling his Bass on his lap again.

"see ya later guys." (Y/n) waves goodbye teasingly. Turning around and skipping off to explore the backstage.

~~meanwhile~~

"Cool, right guys?" Corey exclaims holding up the poster of the festival, the poster announces basic information of the festival. Such as the date, the time and most importantly the bands that will play. "Haven't heard of this band before." Joey says pointing at a name in the list that he doesn't recognize. "me neither." Corey replies. squinting at the name on the paper. No... he has "maybe a new-comer?" Sid wonders out loud, peeking over Joey's shoulder to look at the poster himself. The three hope they get a change to see this new-comer band. "maybe..." Corey agrees with the DJ's assumption.

"I'm off." Sid announces to the group without looking at anyone. He can't sit still and wait here for much longer. He has to move around. "Just get back on time." Shawn says sternly like the band-dad he is. "Yes dad." Sid mocks playfully, waving his hand dismissively before leaving the group to go exploring. Not forgetting his jump-rope on his way out. ~~~~ (Y/n) is looking around the back-stage, twisting a small rubber ball in their hands. This ball helps them stay calm in some situations. Just so that they don't fidget to much or make a ruckus. The pass the ball in their hands subconsciously while walking and looking around.

This is the biggest festival (Ba/n) has ever been at. And (Y/n) can help but look in awe at all the large equipment on the big stage. The stage is pretty standard, because there are a hand-full of bands are playing on the same stage on separate times of the day. It's to much fun for (Ba/n) to get a bit of a real stage instead of a crappy too small bar stage. A welcome change to be sure. For a moment, (Y/n) doesn't pay attention to their ball tossing and misses, the little back bouncing off to it's own adventure. "where are you going?!" (Y/n) talks to the ball and follows it to catch it. Sid is somewhere of, jumping his jump-rope. Putting up a little trick for all the people that are watching. Suddenly, a little neon colored ball bounces into his vision, skipping nearer to the DJ. He gets distracted by the colorful thing, Missing a step and nearly tripping over the jump-rope. Sid stop and bends down to grab the ball. Throwing it once in the air and catches it again. "hey that's my ball!"  A voice in the distance calls. The DJ looks up from the toy to see someone running towards him. There is a little skip in their run. The person stops right before him. They smile at him, a wicked looking smile. "is this yours?" He asks the stranger before him. They nod quickly and Sid holds it out for them to take. Just when the stranger is about to grab it, the DJ pulls away, holding the ball behind his back out of their reach. The stranger snickers, and tries to get their a view more times. Both Sid and the stranger are both giggling at their own antics. Then the stranger pinches the DJ's side, making him squeak distracting him long enough for them to snatch their ball back. "who are you?" The DJ asks after his laughter dies down to snickers. The stranger stands up straight. "my name is (Y/n), i'm the drummer in (Ba/n)!" (Y/n) introduces themselves, saluting him. "cool, i'm Sid, number Zero and i'm the DJ in Slipknot." Sid says, mimicking (Y/n)'s salute, making them laugh. "Slipknot? No way. i have heard so much about you guys!" (Y/n) says, pointing at the DJ. Sid puffs his chest with pride. "yep, that's us! You must be the one of the new comers from (Ba/n) right?" (Y/n) nods happily at him, happy that he knows about (Ba/n). "uh-huh! This is our big break!" (Y/n)'s voice almost cracks at the amount of excitement they are feeling right now. "you a rock band?" Sid asks, tilting his head slightly. He's intrigued with this new-comer band. (Y/n) nods and confirms, "Hell yeah! we're a rock band of four members. Dylan is the singer, Naomi is the guitarist, Yuri is the bassist. And I (Y/n), am the drummer!" (Y/n) explains, pointing at their chest proudly. "cool!" Sid exclaims. He was about to say something else, but another voice interrupted him. "(Y/n)! There you are, we're almost up!" (Ba/n)'s blond-haired bassist yells from a distance. (Y/n) turns to their band-mate big a big smile. "coming! See ya later Sid!" (Y/n) waves goodbye to the DJ, who waves back at the drummer as they hop away after the bassist. ~~Later in the evening~~ The gig is over and the Slipknot is back stage cooling down and cleaning up. Sid feels drained as usual after a show. But a quick gulp of Gatorade could get his energy back in no time.   "ey yo!" A voice he recognizes yells from afar. The DJ turns around at the noise, along with a few of his band-mates who happen to be nearby. ''Who's that?" Jim questions while he's pointing at the approaching figure. "someone I met." Sid replies, smiling at (Y/n) who has skipped to a stop right in front of him. "dude, that show was fucking sick! In a good way!!" (Y/n) compliments with a big bright smile, putting their thumbs up. The DJ laughs at the drummer's antics, he wraps an arm around their shoulders and squeeze them to his side. Sid is still very sweaty and gross from the performance, but (Y/n) doesn't care. They were just like that a few hours before, and still a little bit even. "who are you?" Joey asks the person that Sid seems to know. (Y/n) turns to the other drummer and smiles at him. "I'm (Y/n). I'm the drummer in (Ba/n)!" They introduce themselves with pride. Joey perks up at the mention of Drummer and (Ba/n). "are you from the new-comer band?" Joey asks, tilting his head slightly. (Y/n) nods happily at the other drummer. Joey smiles upon (Y/n) confirmation, he has been curious about that band. And Sid of course couldn't stay quiet about him meeting a member of the new-comer band. "(Ba/n)? Are you a rock band?" Jim questions, resting the towel over his neck after cleaning off his hair a bit. But what he want's the most right now is a shower. (Y/n) nods again in the guitarist's direction. Sid gives them a tight squeeze to his side once again. "ain't this cool! I watched their performance and it's fucking dope!!" Sid grins, making a circle with his thumb and index finger. (Y/n) blushes when the DJ mentions that he watches (Ba/n)'s performance. "hey ya'll, what are you all doing?" Corey inserts himself in the conversation. "check this out Corey! This is the drummer of the new-comer band!" Sid says, showing (Y/n) off to the singer with a dumb smile. Corey's expression shifts from annoyance to interest. "The new band? What was it called? (Ba/n), right?" the singer questions, (Y/n) confirms with yet another nod. "I'm really excited to meet this band! I have seen many mixed reactions about you." (Y/n) says to the front-man. "But to me you guys seem cool! Nice and different, different is good in this case!" (Y/n) beams, and Sid joins in with the beaming. The rest of the band that's present seems to be impressed with this energetic drummer of a small time band. And they all can collectively agree that the band (Ba/n) is going to get bigger. _______________________________________ There it is!!! Thanks for reading. - Missalot.

[myhockeyworld87]

Bubble Wrapped - Part 1

Word Count: 2,683

POV: Reader

Warnings: Language

Notes: Ok so here is basically our introduction to the Bubble Wrapped story. I have no timeline for this thing or even if it will continue, you guys let me know. As a background, this story will be about life inside Hotel X. In case you don’t know the teams inside Hotel X are the Bruins, Capitals, Flyers, Penguins and Lightning. So here we go, Happy Reading!

You'd been shocked when Hotel X had been picked as one of the hotels for the NHL to stay at when they resumed play in Toronto. Even more so when you were asked if you would take over the management of the place over the next several weeks. "Listen (Y/N) we know we are asking a lot. You'll have to live at the hotel with all the players as the NHL is really trying to keep everyone in this little bubble."

 "I understand. I've already talked to Carly about putting different measures in place when the Maple Leafs came to us before submitting their proposal." Carly was another member of the hotel staff, that served as one of their concierges. She knew the ins and outs of the city and could get tickets or dinner reservations on the drop of a dime. That was all before COVID though. Now, some restaurants were still closed and shows hadn't resumed yet. What once was a bustling city, had come to a dead stop over the last several months, though things were starting to get back to normal; well the new normal that is.

 "So we heard." You hoped the blush that crept up your cheeks couldn't be seen on the zoom call as that had become their new form of communication with you. "You've dealt with the players before, we know you can handle it. Though this time it'll be completely different with five or six teams staying there." Most of the players had always been super nice to the staff, though there were a few that could be demanding at times. You prayed they'd all push their egos aside, at least while in the hotel, though somehow you doubted that. "I think you're familiar with the NHL's protocol on their reopening, but we'll email you everything once we get it. Start putting together the staff that you want. Just some core people that you'll need."

 "I've got the right people in mind, don't worry."

 The call went for a bit longer going over specifics. The only benefit out of the whole thing was that they were giving you the Presidential Suite to stay in. Honestly, it was the least they could do; you thought. Of course, the called ending with them saying, "Don't let us down."

 As soon as it ended you called Carly making sure she was on board. "I'm just saying Car that many hockey players in the hotel; the testosterone is going to be flying around."

 "So what you're telling me is you've already packed an extra-large box of condoms."

 "Carly!" You shouted at your friend. "That's not what I was saying at all."

 "Come on (Y/N), I know you're one of Seguin's regulars when he's in Toronto."

 "I'm one of them because I can keep my mouth shut." It was true that when Tyler was in town during the summer or on a road trip the two of you always hooked up. Sort of a no strings attached relationship, though you did talk from time to time. "Besides he's not even going to be in Toronto. He's in the Edmonton bubble."

 "Oh, I didn't realize." Carly despite being from Canada was not a hockey lover, though she did appreciate the men who played the sport. "Well, maybe you should call him and get the scoop. You know find out who we need to be aware of."

 It wasn't a bad idea, not that you were going to ask him who to sleep with, but maybe it would help get a handle on who was going to be problematic, as there was no way you wanted to let the owners of the hotel down. You had a lot riding on this and after all, you couldn't put bitter rivals in one hotel and not expect some drama. "You're right. I am going to call him."

 "Ooo good, let me know what he says and if we should get more than one box of those condoms."

 You shook your head at your friend before hanging up and dialing Tyler's number. "Hey beautiful, long time no talk," Tyler said and you could almost hear the smile in his voice.

 "Hey Ty, how's quarantine life going?"

 "Ugh, don't get me started. I was not meant to be locked in my house without hockey for this long." Tyler wasn't meant to stay put anywhere too long, including relationships.

 "Well, hockey's almost back so there's that."

 "Yeah, I'm pumped about it, though I wish I was staying in Toronto instead. I know some fun that we could get up to since I have to stay in the bubble." He paused and you could clearly tell he was running different sex scenarios in his head. "I'm assuming your working at the hotel."

 "Yeah, it's kind of why I called. I'm one of the ones trapped in the bubble with you guys."

 Tyler groaned. "So, you called to ask me who you should hook up with? Cause babe, I'm not sure I'm willing to share you like that."

 "Shut up Ty, you know we're not like that. You couldn't stay faithful to one woman if you tried." Part of the reason the two of you got along so good, was the fact that you called him out on his bullshit.

 "I might if I could drag you with me everywhere." You giggled at the insinuation of being taken everywhere just so you could keep him satisfied. "You're definitely gifted with many talents (Y/N)."

 "You're not so bad yourself, but we're getting away from why I called."

 "You mean you didn't call to have phone sex with me," and you could hear his pout.

 "No, I didn't call for that. I was just curious if you had any idea who was going to give me problems while we're in this so-called bubble. I'm trying to be preemptive here."

 "Ok, but if I give you some information you at least have to promise to send me a pic of your tits." You mentally rolled your eyes at him; the boy was a horndog.

 "Fine, now spill some tea."

 "Spill some tea, what is this a gossip blog or something."

 "You're avoiding the question Ty, and I'm putting on a sweatshirt." He groaned.

 "Alright, don't get your panties in a bunch…or maybe do." It never ended with him. "I don't know a lot about some of the younger guys that are newer in the league, but my guess is they're all horny little bastards. Hell, I was when I first got in the league."

 "You still are."

 "Touché." He answered before continuing on. "So, like I probably don't have to mention the rivalries to you, but like Caps and Pens hate each other, the Flyers and Pens hate each other. Doesn't everyone just hate the Pens?"

 "I think you either love them or hate them."

 "That's true," he agreed with your statement. "The Flyers and the Caps hate each other as well and don't get me started with who hates the Bruins. Wow, who really put them all in your hotel?"

 "I'd like to know that as well." It seemed like whoever did, had a warped sense of humor and you were now going to be stuck handling the mess that they'd made. "So, basically what you're saying is that it'll be an all-out brawl at times that I'll have to clean up after."

 "Sorry babe, but I think it could be. On the bright side, we're supposed to stay on our own floors."

 "Like that's going to happen." Maybe you should designate elevators or something because you could just see Alex Ovechkin and Claude Giroux getting in one at the same time and by the time, they got to your lobby they'd both be bloody and beaten. "Anything else I should know?"

 "You seriously want me to go there?"

 "I mean...if you want to." You certainly weren't going to ask but if he offered the information you'd tuck it away for later that's for sure.

 He sighed heavily, "You know I hate this, but like Tom Wilson gets around that's for sure and I've heard that Travis Konecny does as well. If I'm being honest there's maybe been a girl or two that's compared us."

 "Really?"

 "That doesn't mean you have to be one of them, though if you are…you better tell them I'm better."

 "Don't worry Ty, I'll sing your praises. I promise." Obviously, you wouldn't be doing that but it didn't hurt to stroke his ego a bit. "Anyone, to avoid?"

 "Marchy!"

 "Dude, he was like one of your best friends. Why would you say that?"

 "Because I know him. Stay away he's trouble." The fact that you could almost see the look on his face as he was telling you was comical.

 "Fine."

 "Oh and stay away from Carter Hart." The name sounded familiar.

 "The goalie from Philly? Why?"

 "Because you'll corrupt him." You burst out laughing and Ty joined you. "He's too innocent for you."

 "Dually noted, as I do not want to be known as the corruptor of innocents." You searched your mind thinking of anything else you could ask since you had him on the phone. "What about Crosby?"

 "Sid?" and he just couldn't stop laughing; you could even hear him try to catch his breath.

 "Why is that so funny? The man is hot Tyler, whether you want to admit it or not."

 He got serious as he asked, "Who's hotter him or me?"

 Thank god you weren't on FaceTime, so you could answer him without your features giving you away. "You are Ty, of course."

 "I thought so, but like the guy is hockey twenty-four seven. There's no way he's going to be thinking about getting laid."

 "That's disappointing."

 "He's about the only one that I'd give you permission to fuck, only because I know it would be impossible for you to accomplish, even given all your talents." You could hear the mischievous tone in his voice.

 "Hmmm, are you willing to bet on that?"

 "What? Like bet, you'll fuck Crosby in the bubble?"

 "Yeah." Did it really sound like such an unattainable accomplishment?

 "What's the wager?"

 "Winner flies out when this whole COVID shit is done and is the other's sex slave for twenty-four hours."

 "Oh, you are on, baby. I can already see you handcuffed to my bed in some skimpy lingerie." He cackled at the thought and it fueled your resolve to win this bet.

 "Don't be so sure about that."

 "And how am I to know that you actually slept with him?"

 Well, this would be tricky. "Well, it's not like I'm videoing it."

 "No, but that gives me ideas for when I win." Maybe you should be rethinking this gamble.

 "What do you want his underwear?"

 "Nah, you could get that in the laundry. But I'm sure you could sneak a pic of him sleeping." God that sounded creepy but if it meant you had Ty as your slave for a day, it'd be worth it and you'd never show it to anyone else but him and even then you weren't going to send it to him, though he didn't need to know that now.

 "Ok, it's a bet then."

 "Too bad we can't kiss on it."

 "Oh, you'll be doing more than kissing when I win, Seguin." Mentally you started packing sexy outfits to take into the bubble with you while thinking of all the things you'd have Tyler do the next time you saw him. "On that note, I better get my ass to work and make this hotel ready for these guys."

 "Fine, I'll let you go as long as you promise to FaceTime me at some point during this bubble thing."

 "I'm sure I'll have a night open for you at some point." You teased.

 "Woman, you better."

 "No worries Ty, you're still my main man; when you're in town."

 "That's right baby, good luck."

 "Thanks for all the info, Ty. We'll catch up soon and good luck in the playoffs."

 You were just about to hang up when you heard him yell. "Don't forget my titty picture."

 All you could do was shake your head and click end call, though you being a woman of your word, you snapped a quick pic and sent it off to him; to which he responded with a drool face emoji.

 The next couple of weeks were a literal whirlwind as you moved into the hotel's presidential suite and got things ready. Beds were moved out so that some rooms that had two queens now had one king in them. The hotel was disinfected from top to bottom. If felt like you were wearing a hazmat suit all the time during this process. A week before the players arrived the NHL staff did, making sure everything was in order and making sure you had things set up for daily COVID testing. Of course, you had everything well in hand and organized per their instructions, though with a few tweaks that made the process more efficient. Overall, they seemed impressed with everything that you had done.

 All that preparation lead up to the big day, July 26th, when the teams moved in. The league had them spread out so that no two teams were checking in at that same time. Tampa Bay was the first in as they traveled the furthest. "You look nervous. Why are you nervous?" Carly's voice came up from behind you as you saw the bus pulling in through the gates.

 "There's a lot riding on this Car, and if anything goes wrong; you know it's going to be my head that rolls."

 "You're going to do great; this whole thing is going to be smooth like a bubble." She started to giggle. "See what I did there…bubble." You rolled your eyes at your friend but did let out a little snort of laughter at her pun. "Well, here they come."

 You straightened your jacket and smoothed down your skirt, before throwing your mask up to go meet your first arrivals. "Gentlemen, welcome to Hotel X." You tried to speak a little louder than normal hoping the mask didn't muffle your words. "We're excited to have you all here. I'm (Y/N) manager here during your stay, anything you need, feel free to call me any time of day." More of the guys filtered in while you spoke to Coach Cooper and a few of the players.

 "Anytime huh?" you heard someone mumble in the background and a couple of the guys snickered. It was hard not to roll your eyes as you knew they were focusing on them with your face partially covered. Someone else said, "She can manage me anytime." That was until someone cleared their throat, effectively silencing them.

 "Now if you'll follow me, let's get you all checked in." Tables lined with a welcome packet and lanyard with their ID on it, were off to the side and you were able to shuffle them through with pretty good speed, then sent them off to their rooms before they had to head to testing. Your information was inside every packet, in case you were needed at any point during their stay. It seemed like you no sooner got them in and the area disinfected then the next team, the Capitals, were pulling in, and so the day went on until all five teams were safely ensconced in the hotel. Thankfully you made it through that process without any problems, even though the Bruins flight was late and the Flyers were pulling in right as you got the last players through.

 It wasn't until dinner, that you encountered your first dilemma, getting a text message from Alexis, who was coordinating the meals. It was a simple message, Get to conference room 3. NOW! As fast as your heels could take you, you headed down to where the Capitals were supposed to be having dinner if you remembered the schedule correctly. You never expected to see what you did though when you entered.

[stay--satan]

But he’s all mine and I’ll love him - Older!DAMIAN WAYNE X READER

Can you do prompts 6 and 11 with Damian, please? Also I’m really excited for upcoming work! Good luck :) - 6. “Are you even happy?” - 11. “Am I even enough?”

hey hey i love your wally piece and i was wondering if you could do 23 with either dick or damian? thanks! - 23. “We’re not Rose and Jack, we’re more like fucking Sid and fucking Nancy”

I think I took too deep this one, might be the saddest thing on earth

WARNING: ANGST, TOXIC RELATIONSHIP, DAMIAN IS 21 ON THIS ONE.

The team had comeback from a mission that left Y/N, Raven and Aqualad protecting the tower while Robin, Beast Boy, Starfire and Kid Flash left for a three months undercover mission. Y/N is the team's hacker and watcher, taking control over the fights from the outside while both of them kept the city safe. But again, the three of them never were too much of talking so now with the room crowded again with a welcome reunion after months in silence it was difficult. She didn't know many details about the undercover, but Wally said it was one of the roughest they ever had been. Being someone else for months was dangerous enough to change the real person from the inside. Though he seemed okay, she saw Kori flinch a bit when they jumped to hug her and Beast was definitly faking his smile as he was surrounded by his friends. And of course, there was Damian.

Y/N felt her heart stop for a minute as he walks in the room with his bag. The tall boy is tired and more pale than she remembered. He doesn't even glance a look at her direction, he just walks straight to the elevator going to his room. Y/N feels the pity look of her friends over her and a hand over her shoulder "Don't be mad with him... I guess he and Kory had the most intense part."

Two days has gone by and Damian hasn't left his room. She tries to see him over the security camera in his room but he had put a 'DON'T DISTURB' stick over it. She hears every now and then one of her teamates knocking on his door and placing the food there. Mostly of the times she passed through the hall and the food was still there after hours. Y/N thinks about how many times she thought about knocking there to check on him, or just using her spare key and holding him without telling nothing. But she knew Damian better and he would be gone of the room before she was in the middle of the hallway. So she decides to talk to Kory who was still a bit off from herself, but was open to talk about it.

"You don't have to if it's..." "It's okay Y/N..." The orange woman gives a warm smile to her "I need to snap out of it" Starfire, the woman who Y/N admired for her entire life, was now in front of her looking so fragile like a human being. "We got separated before we landed. It would seem to suspicious if 5 people showed up in the city at the same day. We're suposed to look for this man, Hugo. He controlled H.I.V.E after Grant Wilson's death. But we wanted to get to know everyone around him and all his tatics before we could come up with something over them, I mean, H.I.V.E hasn't moved in years so why start while we are away?" she sighes adjusting her posture "We used this mission also to test our undercover watch, it made us look like someone else. So Wally and Beast went to downtown and me and Damian to near the docks where we believed it would be the criminal's spot. We found a few suspects on our first week, but you know how man are... They don't trust you unless they have something in return." Kori looked to her hands "They locked me and when I woke up, I saw myself again as a slave." her voice is rough, Y/N wanted to hug her but she knew there wasn't nobody like Y/N who could listen to her for this time. It's a difficult thing to tell the others and if she ever mentioned to Grayson... God there wouldn't be a a living soul in that city "I menaged to keep myself strong knowing that if anyone crossed a line with me I could burn that place down, but I coudn't help but think about the other girls you know? I know there is so much pain in this world, I just never thought I would see right in front of me and not being able to do anything for months you know?" Y/N's heart was broken. She rushs to hug her friend "Kori, you're amazing. Every single day that you're here it's the day I am proud of you. After everything you've been through I look at you and see the most strong woman I know. We can't save everyone from this, but you did the best you could" The oldest gives a corner smile to the girl "Well, I did break everyone's legs on our last day. Sent that girls back home and I feel good. I really do. But I need time" "Of course..." you grin letting her go from your embrace "About Damian... He was in South from where I was. From what I heard he was the biggest dealer from there, building his way up. Look Y/N, I don't know what he did... But it broke him. He didn't said a word the entire way over." You nodded to her finally knowing what to do.

Y/N opens the door seeing her long-term boyfriend sleeping. She walks over him carefully sitting across from bed messing his hair. The green eyes wide open in shock grabbing her hand roughly and she gaps "Hey, birdboy. It's me..." she whispers trying to calm him down. Damian finally has a clear vision of her and sits straight in the bed "What time is it?" shaking his head and rubbing his eyes "Late. I'm sorry I had to see you" "Yeah. Sorry I..." "No need" she smiles looking at his face. His eyes were not meeting hers by any point and she notices some new scars over his body. "You need some time" He finally looks at her, but his eyes are different. They have this guilt, angry and arrogance that she never saw before. At least not to her. Damian grunts "Time?" he leaves the bed letting her sit alone. She follows him with her eyes and he goes to the bottle of whiskey that now is part of his room. This wasn't there the last time she visited him, she thought. She also never saw Damian as a drinking type like Jason or Bruce. He puts over a glass to him turning his back to her "Time is what no one have." "I talked to Kori..." the girl's voice is a little louder now to make sure he was listening "She is taking hers and I suggest you do the same" "I am fine, Beloved." he turns to her with the glass on his hand. The nickname he used to call her now don't seem that familiar "Do you think some low key idiots would be able to break me?" he makes his way to her. Y/N feels deep in her core a mix of new feelings inside of her. She was scared for whatever was taking over him but at the same time, the way he looks at her was so much more intense than he ever did. It was like a hungry animal and she was his prey. Pulling her up by her wrists that would definetly leave some marks, he kisses her hard gripping her by the hips. His breath is heavy during the kiss taking over her and his touch is more aggressive. He pushes Y/N to the bed again ripping her blouse apart leaving bites all over her body "Damian... Wait I didn't came... Oh god" she tries to protest but he kiss that sweet spot over her neck while his fingers where now working under her panties before she could protest. She missed him, it's been too long. So she just let go for this time only, she could talk to him later.

Weeks goes by and Damian becomes more and more possesive over her. They barely leave the room and when they eventually do, Damian is gone for hours before return and drag Y/N to another night where they kept going until morning. Now after starring the ceiling while Damian is asleep on her arms for a few hours, she stands up putting her boyfriend's sweater to cover her bruises (she didn't had the exactly time to heal) but she didn't mind. Y/N loved that man since she was 14 and now, six years later, she feels like she needed him more than food or air. Stepping out carefully in the kitchen, she gasps when she notices Kori in the kitchen staring at her "Jesus Koriand'r!" Y/N closes her eyes putting her hands on her chest "You scared me!" "You look like a dead corpse." Oh yes, the Tamaran's ability to tell you the hard truth. Y/N doesn't seem impress though, ignoring her and going to the fridge. As she bends over to grab something, Kori's eyes wide over the purple and red marks on her tights. She rushes to the youngest desperate grabbing her by the shoulders "Y/N for your's sake look at you!" "What's wrong with you" Y/N pushes her off the embrace "What... What he's doing to you..." "Don't you dare imply that! What I do it's none of your business" "How can it not? You're my best friend" the red head looks at her almost tearing up "He's sick, Y/N! He's not Damian anymore and you're just feeding on him" "I'm doing that because I love him. I'm giving him time to tell me whatever happened" "Time? I barely see you and in weeks you look more skinny and pale than ever before." Y/N looks to her feet on that. She was right. Y/N had see herself in the mirror yesterday and honestly she couldn't recognize herself anymore. Her deep green hair is now a pale and dehydrated, her lips cut from all the love bites and her eyes so deep dark that looked like two black holes. "I know you love him and you think you're doing the right thing for whatever is you two are doing but... Are you even happy?" The question hits Y/N more surprisingly than she expected.

Entering in the room Y/N sees Damian Wayne laying on the bed with his glass off whisky in his hands. He doesn't look at her but he feels her eyes on him burning. Closing the door behind her she doesn't move for a whole minute only analyzing the man she loved. "Am I even enough?" Her question comes out more like a sigh. He stops the drinking slowly turning his deep dark eyes to her "What are you talking about?" "Why don't you talk to me?" Damian's face is unreadable. He stands his hand up so she could walk towards him and hold it. He kisses her knuckles and looks at her through his lashes "I couldn't live without you, Y/N L/N." he says raspy and passionate. And then it finally hits her. The mess that was made. Her man, her beautiful boy with such lost eyes. The room where they had so many memories smelling like old sex and alcohool and had not see the daylight for weeks. His on going departure for hours doing god knows what and keeping her locked to himself. She pushes her hands out of his quickly leaning against the wall with wide open eyes. She starts to shake her head and the man stands up going in her direction "STAY AWAY FROM ME" Y/N yells leaning more closer to the wall before he reached her. Damian stops looking at her confused "Look at you, Damian! Look at us, this room... We're not Jack and Rose, we're Sid and fucking Nancy." she starts to sob with hands on her face "What happened Damian? Wha-what happened?" she knees to the floor giving up her strengths between loud sobs. Damian wakes up like it was a mess dream. He sees his girl in pieces on his floor, broken in a way he never saw anyone. Actually, he did saw it. Himself. About a month ago in a cheap room where he was. Crying wildly on the floor, alone, screaming and punching the walls.

"I killed someone." His voice comes out in a breath. Y/N controlled her sobs and slowly put her head up facing him with while he was out of breath. Remembering every single detail of that night. "I-I didn't know. They put a knife in my hand challenging me and I thought I could get out of it. But... They were so out of themselfs that-" he stops to kneel on the floor across from her closing his eyes "The guy ran, held my hand into the knife" he looks at his own hands like it was still there "and did it before I could have a chance." Y/N now stares at him bursting in tears. "I try, I swear I tried to save him. Led him to a hospital but nothing worked and... I snapped out of it." He barely can finish his sentence before sobbing loudly than he ever did before. She rushes over him holding him tight over the shoulders, kissing his head repeatedly while he shouts 'I'm Sorry' over and over again. She knew it wasn't only for her, but also his family. Wally rushes over the room scared of what was happening, but before the boy on her embrace notices, she nodds to him to leave. She held him for hours while he struggles for hours under her arms. "My love? Love, look at me" she says holding his head near her's "You. Are. Not. Guilty. Okay? It'll pass." "I've- I've been horrible to you, look what I did to you!" he's crying had not stopped for a single moment. It's getting worse everytime he remembered something "Love, look at me LOOK AT ME" shaking him by the shoulders "You'll be okay. I'll forgive you." she gives away a little smile to him "Bruce and I will forgive you, but Damian, darling you need to talk to us okay?" He looks at her and finally control his crying nodding his head.

Telling Bruce was the hardest day of their life. The moment the man entered you led him to Damian's room, you saw shock and despair on his eyes for the first time. He sees his boy sitting on the bed completely different and it's like he already knew. Bruce hold his son in his arm kissing his head while the other Wayne embrace him tightly Damian was still scared to touch you, his psychiatrist said that what he did to you was to suppress the pain and keep his undercover on even after the mission. He's been going to therapy regularly and moved back to the manor where you two slept in separated rooms. Even though every night you held him in your arms until he falled asleep, he still insisted for you to leave after that. It was important for you too. Y/N's support was what gave Damian Wayne strength. He couldn't leave a day without telling sorry for the rest of his life and after almost a year of treatment, both of them felt trusty enough to love each other.

"Thank you" he whispers stroking her head on his embrace after calming down "For what?" she puts her hands over his chest "Where do you want me to start?" a chuckle leave her lips and he smiles over the sweet sound "I love you baby boy" lifting her head to meet his eyes, Y/N says with a deep voice "You might think that you're broke and hurt inside but you're all mine and I love you." she smiles as he gazes her eyes over him "I'll love you baby boy. No matter what."

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can you do head cannons of Slipknot members with a reader who has lots of piercings/tattoos please??

Reader with many piercings/tattoos (Paul, Corey, Sid & Mick)

Notes: I didn't write for every member because I still have writer's block, but maybe I'll make a part 2, hope you like it anyway

Words: 469

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Paul:

- he loves your piercings, especially because he has some too

- It's like a common hobby

- you inspire each other to get new piercings again and again

- when you decide to get a new one, Paul accompanies you

- he holds your hand all the time

- when he sees you with the new piercing he thinks a new one would suit him too

- and bam he has a new one

- as soon as you are back in your apartment you take pictures together

Corey:

- when you first met, you only had one tattoo

- you mentioned once in passing that you will get a new one soon

- Corey looked at you with wide eyes. "Get a new one? What do you mean by that? Do you have one already?"

- you showed him the first one. He was quite astonished

- it did not fit you, you are so innocent

- you show him the motif for the new one, he was not immediately enthusiastic, but after a longer look he found it beautiful

- when he sees it for the first time on you he is like newly in love, it makes you even hotter

- after the tattoo is healed he runs his index finger over it and praises you for it

- looks forward to more tattoos

- maybe even a partner tattoo?

Sid:

- he loves your tattoos

- he adores them

- with them you look dangerous and he thinks it's hot

- when you cuddle he runs along the black lines, kisses every spot

- one day you say you want to get a piercing

- he is so excited about it that he dreams about you with your tattoos and piercing for the next days

- you are happy about how much he is happy about it

- he is your biggest fan and supports you as much as he can

- if you don't have enough money for something new he would give it to you 100%.

Mick:

- he thinks it's so cute, his little kitten has tattoos

- would probably sometimes make fun of you for looking so mean and actually being a good person at heart

- your piercings don't make the situation any better

- you stare into the distance

- "Now who are you going to send back to hell?" You look up at Mick and grin

- he runs his hand through your hair and kisses you

- "Just because you don't find me scary doesn't mean others do." You kiss his nose

- he rolls his eyes. "I look scary."

- you laugh out loud, "Oh really? Are you afraid I'm going to steal your place as a frightening person?"

- he wants to turn the subject away and answers shortly with a no, then he just leaves

- you stay behind smiling

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You cover him with kisses (Shawn, Craig, Joey, Sid & Jim)

Part 1

Words: 716

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Shawn:

- he's trying to protect you from all evil

- you want to thank him

- he interrupts you. "Y/N you don't have to thank me. I just don't want you to get hurt. You're too important to me."

- You smile at him, thinking how cute it is that he just wants to protect you

- "I still want to return the favor." you say and sit on his lap

- he puts his arms around you

- Your hands are on his shoulders, moving to his cheeks and holding him in place

- "Thank you honey for protecting me." After each word you kiss him on the face

Graig:

- he stands awkwardly in the corner

- you sit on a couch and look up at him at some point

- you grin, he is so shy

- you stand up and take his hands

- "Why are you standing here alone? That's weird. Sit with me." You kiss his hand

- he responds with an "Okay."

- you pull him to the couch

- "Sit down." You command

- You sit down next to him and look at him

- he looks like he is sitting for the first time in his life

- you laugh and kiss his cheek, "I love you."

Joey:

- After a concert you wait for the others so you can all go to the hotel

- you sit on his lap and snuggle up to him, your head resting on his upper arm

- his arms are around your hips, protecting you from the fall

- you scroll through your phone

- suddenly you realize how happy you are to have met Joey and to be with him

- You lift your head, "Thank you for being in my life."

- he looks at you in wonder, "I'm glad you're in my life."

- you put your phone away and bring your hands to his cheeks

- "You're so beautiful, you know that?" You ask him, brushing a strand behind his ears, he grins. "Thank..."

- you interrupt him and press a kiss to his lips stormily

- "Babe, not here. The others could come in anytime. There'll be plenty of time for that later at the hotel." He winks at you

- you roll your eyes, "No, can't I even kiss you?"

- he grins, "Do I get that after every performance now then? Or was that a one time thing?"

- you grin and kiss him again. "I don't mind if it becomes a ritual."

- you snuggle against his chest, he tightens his embrace

- "I'd love it." he whispers in your ear

- you kiss his shoulder and shortly after fall asleep with a grin on your lips

Sid:

- it doesn't make any difference to otherwise

- you always cover each other with kisses

- at some point you break away from each other, your hands are intertwined

- you want to go further but Sid stops

- "You have something there." He points next to his mouth

- you touch the spot in your face. "Is it gone?"

- he shakes his head. "Wait."

- he loosens your hands and comes towards you

- his hands rest on your cheeks, he kisses you passionately

- he detaches from you, you grin at each other

- "You're messing with me to make out?" You slap his arm

- "All I need is your love." He replies

- "You can get that too if you ask me nicely." You take his face between your hands

- "Here's a little taste. Just ask me next time."

- you kiss him once, twice, three times... to make a long story short, it ends in making out

Jim:

- After a restful night you wake up next to your boyfriend Jim

- you watch him sleeping peacefully

- After a short time you look at the clock and realize that it's already very late

- you slide closer to Jim and lean over him

- you gently kiss his nose and lips, "Wake up honey."

- he opens one eye, but quickly closes it and pretends to still be asleep

- You grin, "I know you're awake." He shakes his head

- you kiss him and want to get up

- suddenly an arm wraps around your waist and pulls you back

- you lie on Jim's chest

- He kisses the top of your head, "Just a few more minutes." You agree

- at the end you stay lying there longer than a few minutes

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HELLOOO💛💕 can I send in a Sid Wilson request? Maybe where he brags a lot about having a a gf and everyone doesn’t think she’s real cuz she’s in a different country until she shows up 💕🇩🇪 love from Germany

She's real!/ Sid Wilson x reader

Notes: ohhhh ein deutscher Slipknot Fan! Bin auch Deutsch. Danke für deine Request. Hoffe es gefällt dir 🖤 (A german Slipknot fan! I am German too. Thanks for your request. Hope you like it.)

Words: 996

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Sid enters the studio. "I have a girlfriend guys!" Bursts out of him. Sid beams all over his face.

"Of course Sid...glad you're finally here." Corey greets him.

"No really. She's so beautiful and her character is..." He stares into the distance and thinks of you.

"Hey Sid." Corey snaps with his fingers in front of Sid's face to bring him back to reality. "Come back to yourself. It's nice of you to tell us about your dreams, but we need to record now."

"Believe me! She's real! Y/N is real! I have a girlfriend!" Sid waves his arms through the air. "She's just not from around here."

"Yeah, we believe you." Says Corey in a tone of voice that makes it clear he doesn't believe it. In addition, he slaps Sid on the back. Corey walks past him and out of the room, toward the recording room.

Joey stands up. "Come on now. You can tell us about your fantasy girlfriend later."

Sid protests and follows Joey out of the room. "She's real. Really. You can meet Y/N in a few days. She's coming to see me."

Joey suddenly turns around. "Just bring her with you okay? Convince us that Y/N is real." He puts extra emphasis on your name.

"I'll do that Joey. Because Y/N is real." Sid leans toward Joey threateningly.

Joey just shrugs and enters the recording room, Sid is greeted by the rest of the band members.

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After a few days, the time has finally come for you to visit your boyfriend Sid. When he picked you up at the airport, you could feel his excitement. But it quickly evaporated when you kissed him warmly and closed him in a tight hug.

"Finally, we meet again." Sid smiles shyly at you. His hand holds yours as you leave the airport and get into a car.

You reply. "It's been a long time since you were on tour and made a stop in my town."

"Sorry. We're just working on a new album now, then we'll go on tour again." He smiles at you. "Then we can see each other again next time."

You smile back. "Let's not talk about goodbyes. That's not for a few weeks. I'm here for now." "I'm glad about that." Sid replies.

You ask him where you're going, to which he replies, "Something important needs to be cleared up." Thereby a victorious grin lays on his lips.

You nod and spend the rest of the drive in silence, until the car stops in front of a secluded house.

You look out the window. In front of a door stands a smoking man with blue, red and purple hair, next to him a slightly shorter man with long black hair.

You look questioningly at Sid, who grins. "We're here. This is our studio." He gets out. "Wait here a minute." He walks around the car. The men look to him and shout something. You see your boyfriend answer them.

Suddenly he opens your door. "Come on babe. I want to introduce you to someone." He holds out his hand to you, you take it gratefully.

You get out and adjust your clothes. You take a quick glance at the two men. They stand there with their mouths open, not moving, just staring at you.

You blush and push yourself closer to Sid. You find the situation uncomfortable. "Why are they staring at me?"

Sid puts his arm around your shoulder and kisses the top of your head. "Because they didn't believe me that you existed."

You walk slowly toward the staring men. "Why shouldn't I exist?" You ask Sid.

"I don't know, they thought you were made up." You've almost reached the men. "Probably because you're from somewhere else and they've never seen you before."

"Hey Corey, Joey. This is Y/N, my girlfriend." Sid nods to his friends.

"How did you do that Sid? She looks so real?" Says Joey. "Didn't think robots looked that human these days." He pushes a strand of black hair behind his ear.

Sid breaks away and slaps the tiny man's arm with all his might. "She's real Joey!"

Joey complains about his aching arm and takes a step away from Sid.

The man with the colorful hair blows out smoke and holds out his hand. "Hi Y/N, I'm Corey."

You shake it, "Hi Corey, nice to meet you."

"Wow, the robot can even talk. Today's technology is impressive." Says Corey to Joey, taking a drag on his cigarette and look at you, impressed. Joey nods in agreement.

You notice Sid tense up. "The robot can strike too if you keep this up. I'm real!" You warn the two men.

Sid grins proudly. "Wait wait wait, you're really not a robot?" Joey asks you.

You turn to Sid. "What kind of friends do you have. They're incredibly stupid!"

You hear an indignant intake of breath from Corey. "Sid, your girlfriend is mean."

Sid lets his arm slide off your shoulder and pulls you against him by your waist. "No, she's perfect." You answer him. "You're perfect."

Joey interrupts you with a disgusted look on his face. "Oh my god, I'm going to throw up." You give him a warning look. He raises his hands apologetically.

"Are the others in the studio?" Sid asks his band members. Corey shakes his head. "They went to get something to eat. It'll be a while before they get back."

"Then tell them Y/N is real. I'll see you tomorrow." Sid says goodbye. You nod at them.

You walk back to the car with your hands intertwined. You hear Corey talk about you. "Wow, I didn't think Y/N was real. Sid has a girlfriend!" He blows smoke out of his mouth and stubs out the cigarette.

You smile at Sid. He grins, happy that they finally met you.

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Nightmare/ Sid Wilson x reader

Summary: Sid has a nightmare and you calm him down

Words: 357

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The night was quit. Until you suddenly feel Sid moving restlessly back and forth.

This slowly wakes you up. You run your eyes and turn your head to Sid. Tears run down his cheeks. Apparently he has a nightmare again.

You slide closer to him full of worry and shake his arm. "Sid, wake up!" It doesn't help. His eyes remain closed.

You groan in exasperation as you pull yourself into a sitting position. You lean over his sweaty body as best you can without being kicked by him.

This time you shake his shoulders. "Wake up!" you roar desperately. Nothing happens. You shake his shoulder even harder. "Wake up Sid!"

He stops kicking and opens his eyes. "Sid you're finally awake." You breathe a sigh of relief and let your head sink onto his chest.

Quiet sobs escape from Sid's throat. Immediately you lift your head. "Baby, calm down. I'm here." You run your hand through his disheveled hair.

He reaches for your hand. "I dreamt...again...that you were leaving me." Sid swallows loudly, tears streaming down his face.

"It was just a nightmare, honey. I'm not leaving you." You snuggle up to him. "Never." You wipe away his tears.

Sid nods in a daze. You realize that he is not yet fully present. His mind is still in the dream.

"Try to think of something else. Think about how we met." A smile appears on Sid's lips. "How young we were then."

You grin. "If it hadn't been for Corey, we never would have met. He's been bugging me for so long to meet you guys."

You begin to retell the story. As time passes, Sid's breathing becomes even and you look to him.

He has fallen back asleep. You hope he can sleep through the night without any problems.

You give him a soft kiss on the forehead and fall asleep shortly after

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That's my duty/ Sid Wilson x reader

Notes: one shot is based on the video where Corey yells at Sid because of a lost camera. So here as promised is the part with Sid.

Words: 494

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"Hey, baby." You say anxiously as Sid enters the room with his head hanging. You get up from the sofa. "Come here. What happened?" You ask him as he falls into your outstretched arms.

Your arms wrap around him. Sid puts his arms around your hips and presses you against him. His head rests on your shoulder.

"Let me take off your mask." Sid nods and lifts his head.

You put your hands on the clasp and open it. As soon as you take off his mask and see his reddened eyes, you immediately hug him. His arms cling to you and his face is in the crook of your neck.

You hear him start to sob. "Hey, it's all right. It's all good." You run your hand over the back of his head.

You stay like this until Sid's sobbing stops. "Shall we sit down?" You ask him. "Yes." Sid answers in a brittle voice.

You break away from each other and sit down on the sofa. You immediately reach for Sid's hand.

"Honey, what happened?" "I know it's not unusual, but I had a fight with Corey. Why did I jump into the crowd?" He asks himself.

"Sid, you always do that. People love you for it." Sid looks at you in disbelief.

"But that's why I lost the camera. I shouldn't have done that." He looks down at his feet.

"Is that why Corey yelled at you? Because you lost the camera?" You ask. Sid nods.

"What can you do about it? Corey should apologize to you!" Anger rises in you.

Slipknot is known for their stage show. Also for the fact that Sid always puts himself in danger. You should have expected something like this to happen when he jumps into the audience, which is full of fans.

"Babe, honestly, they should have glued the camera to you. Then this wouldn't have happened." You mutter. Sid's laughter rings out. You look at him.

"I'm just saying. If Corey had jumped in, he wouldn't have a camera now either." You smile at him. "You're lucky you still have your clothes on."

"Yes I'am." Sid shakes his head with a smile. His mood is immediately better. "Thank you." He looks you in the eye. "For cheering me up."

"Of course. That is one of my duties as a girlfriend. But there is also another one. But first..." You bend down to him and give him a quick kiss.

You rise from the sofa and want to let go of Sid's hand. But he still holds it tightly.

"Where are you going Y/N?" He asks you.

"I'm going to Corey and I'm going to take my anger out on him." You say naturally. You smile at him again before leaving him alone and preparing for a fight with Corey.

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sid wilson with a trans (ftm) partner?

it is so hard to find content like that these days

- 👽

Sid with a trans partner/ Sid Wilson x reader

Words: 395

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- you've been with Sid for a long time

- one day the press found out that you were once a man/woman

- after concerts, in interviews, in the comments under videos and pictures Sid is asked how he feels about it now

- you decided together to ignore the questions, but one day it became too much for Sid

- he loves you and accepts you as you are, and everyone should

- Sid goes live on Instagram

- immediately the same questions he's been reading over and over for weeks are asked in the chat

- "Guys I just went live to finally answer your questions about Y/N." He says in no uncertain terms

- "You have to know I have known Y/N for years and love them. So it's nothing new to me that they used to be a man/woman. I just accepted it because I love the inner Y/N. And you guys should do the same. They belong to me."

- he stretches out his hand in your direction

- you take it and appear in the picture smiling

- "Look at this beautiful person. How can you not love them!"

- Sid kisses you, you have to bend down a little bit as he sits on a chair and you stand next to him

- he breaks away from you. "Now please stop asking questions like that. You're hurting feelings."

- you look at the chat, many apologize to you

- "That was the only thing I wanted to make clear. See you, bye." Sid ends the stream

- Sid puts his phone aside, you hug him

- "Thanks for defending me, love."

- Sid runs his big hands over your back. "Of course baby, I want them to accept you for who you are."

- you look at each other adoringly

- "Come on, let's cuddle." Sid suggests and rises

- you follow him to your bed

- even though you're right behind him he's getting impatient. "Come on, I need your arms around my body right now."

- you lie down next to him grinning, you hug him

- he exhales in relief. "Finally."

- you burst out laughing and kiss him

- "I love you so much." You say

- "I love you more baby."

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Sid Wilson (Slipknot) imagines (fluff)

- That's my duty: based on the video where Corey yells at Sid because of a lost camera

- Nightmare: Sid has a nightmare and you calm him down

- She's real! : nobody believes Sid has a girlfriend until you visit him

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How they propose/ Slipknot x reader

words: 1432

FLUFF

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Shawn:

- i think he is a simple man

- probably you would watch a movie together, you're snuggled up to him

- at some point he looks at you and decides the perfect moment has come

- he takes a ring out of his pocket

- "Y/N will you marry me?" You wouldn't even know it until he lightly nudges you

- you look at him in wonder. After a short moment you answer him. "Yes I will."

- you snuggle closer to him

- He slides the ring over your finger

- extra: if you don't have children yet, he would like to have some as soon as possible

Craig:

- he has to get over himself, even if you've been together for a long time (it's a miracle he ever asked you out), he's just too shy

- after a concert he comes off the stage, the adrenaline is flowing through his blood, probably the only reason he has the sudden courage

- because he has been planning to marry you for a long time, he takes the ring out of his pocket

- he gets on his knee in front of you, "Y/N, do you want to make me happy until the end of my days?"

- you nod, tears of joy running down your cheeks (maybe also out of pride that he finally mouthed the question)

- a little crowd has formed around you

- he puts the ring on your finger

- you embrace, he even gives you a gentle kiss

- the audience claps, among them are also the other members of the group

Joey:

- he is a romantic man

- he has been planning the proposal for a long time

- when the big day arrives he doesn't let on, only in the evening you notice that he is excited

- you think it's because the new album will be released in the next few days, you try to calm him down

- in the evening you go to a restaurant, enjoy the togetherness

- afterwards you sit down in your backyard on a garden swing, candles burning

- you are cuddled up to him until Joey suddenly gets up and announces that he has to go to the bathroom

- afterwards he tells you that he really had to use the bathroom, but you know that he just had to encourage himself

- when he stands in front of you again, he runs his hand through his hair

- you watch him slowly sink to the ground

- excitedly he pulls out a box

- he looks up at you, "Y/N, will you marry me?"

- "What?" You don't realize it at first. "Do I want to marry you? Yes I do." You fall around his neck

- his arms close tightly around you

- He murmurs in your ear. "I've dreamed of this for a long time."

Chris:

- I think it's important to him to have everyone he cares about around

- that means you should be more of an open person

- probably he would ask you in the middle of a music video shoot

- one take is finished and the next scene is to be shot

- Chris suddenly gets down on his knee

- you think he wants to tie his shoes when in front of you Joey appears

- he grabs your hand without saying anything, you hear a muffled giggle through his mask

- he pulls you behind him until you are standing in front of Chris

- the other band members and crew gather around you

- "Babe, I've been wanting to ask you this for a long time. Will you make me the happiest man today and marry me?"

- all are silent and wait for your answer

- "I'm glad you finally asked that. Of course I do."

- everyone starts cheering, Chris jumps up

- he wants to kiss you, almost playing your eye out with his nose, you laugh

- "Sorry love." He caresses your cheek and quickly rips the mask off his head

- you press your lips together, smiling into the kiss

- the cheering gets louder

Paul:

- he has an appointment for a tattoo

- You accompany him

- he and the tattoo artist work together on the design

- at some point Paul calls you to him, you should also look at it again before he gets it stung under the skin

- you go to him

- "What is this?" The design consists of the question 'Will you marry me?" and two boxes with a yes and a no above it

- "What do you say?" He asks you

- "That you shouldn't tattoo it. Other than that yes I do."

- he pulls you onto his lap and kisses you

- he puts the ring on your finger

- shortly after you ask him. "Do you really want to get a tattoo or was this all just an excuse to propose?"

- his tattoo artist laughs and shows you a design. It's a detail of your eyes. Paul points to it. "That's what I want. What do you say?"

- "It's beautiful... my eyes."

- he grins. "That's what I thought."

Sid:

- he does it suddenly, you haven't even known each other that long

- but he quickly realizes that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you

- you just woke up, standing in the kitchen and making breakfast

- you look the same as when you got up

- Sid comes into the kitchen and he realizes that he only needs you in his life

- he puts his arms around you

- "Y/N will you marry me?" His head is on your shoulder

- you turn in his arms. "Of course I want to marry you someday."

- "No I mean it. Do you want to marry me? I don't have a ring, but I can still get you one." He says

- "Are you sure?"

- "Yes."

- you accept the proposal and kiss him softly

Corey:

- he's just as romantic as Joey and has been planning it for a long time too

- Corey blindfolds you, drives you to a place you have a lot of connection with (maybe where you met or confessed love)

- he helps you out of the car and leads you to a place

- "Babe you can take off the blindfold".

- you take it off, in front of you kneels Corey

- around him are thousands of flowers, your favorites

- he asks you the question that is most important to him. "Will you marry me?"

- you accept the ring, of course

- Corey starts to sob, at the same time he showers you with kisses, he is just so happy that you want to marry him

- he always thought he wasn't good enough for you

- at the end you are in each other's arms and cry out of joy

Mick:

- you're at work and you get a message from your boyfriend. "Honey, will you marry me?"

- you think he's joking and play along. Who asks something like that over the phone

- "Yeah, of course I will. Love you."

- "Love you too." He replies with way too many smileys

- you giggle and put your phone away

- as you enter the house Mick comes out of a room, wraps you in his arms and kisses you demandingly

- "Hello Mrs./Mr. Thomson."

- "Hello Mr. Thomson." You reply jokingly

- "I just couldn't wait any longer. I just had to ask you."

- your smile freezes. "Wait, you were serious about that question?"

- he nods. "I still have to give you the ring. I have it right here." He pulls it out

- "Give me your hand." You hold it out to him

- "I thought you were kidding." He laughs at your statement. "No, I was serious." "Oh."

- "Will you marry me anyway?"

- You nod. "Once agreed then it stays that way, honey."

Jim:

- Jim has written a song

- he asks you to sing the lyrics, he plays on his guitar

- he hands you the lyrics, "Don't read it yet. Not until you sing."

- you turn the note over immediately, "Sorry Mr. Root, I didn't know that."

- he mumbles something to himself

- he starts to play a melody and gives you a sign shortly after

- you start singing the first verse

- in it Jim obviously shows you how much he loves you

- in the second part he sings about your future together

- your singing becomes quieter and quieter, turns into a reading

- the song ends with a question. "Will you marry me?"

- "What?" You look at Jim, who looks at you, waiting

- "And what do you say?"

- "You really want to marry me?" He nods

- You fall around his neck nodding eagerly. "That was so sweet. I love you so much."

- "I love you too." He finally takes out the ring and gives it to you

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