#tommy lee fan fiction

[southerntigress]

just gonna leave this little video right here if u know u know 😉 😘

[xo-myloves]

༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞

hey heyyy im silver, I was a groupie in my past life (i wish) I thought I should make an intro soooo that’s what im doing!

✢𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴✢ Silver

✢𝙿𝚛𝚘-𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜✢ she/her

✢𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛✢ female

✢𝙰𝙶𝙴✢ 16

✢𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚒 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎✢

music, horror movies, Greek mythology, fashion, history, tattoos, boxing, makeup, collecting.

✢𝙶𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎✢

Roblox, block blast, gta, the last of us, mortal kombat.

✢𝙼𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚟 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚜✢

breaking bad, shameless, orange is the new black, big bang theory, cobra Kai, supernatural.

✢𝙼𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚟 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚜✢

house of 1000 corpses, the crow, Texas chainsaw, terrifier,the dirt, girl interrupted, the decline of western civilization, angel heart, the doors, the devils reject, pulp fiction, natural born killers, planet terror.

✢𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚔𝚔𝚔𝚜𝚜𝚜𝚜✢

watch you bleed, girl in pieces, slash’s book, helter skleter.

✢𝙷𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚜✢guitar, drawing,writing,drugs

✢𝙼𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜✢

guns n roses, rival sons,Cinderella, Aerosmith, warrant, mötely crüe,metallica,bon jovi, black sabbath,alice in chains,led zeppelin, velvet revolver, quiet riot, Def Leppard, skid row,eyebolt, rapid fire, Hollywood rose, the doors, Joan Jett, rose tattoo, black flag, rob zombie, Marilyn Manson, grace mckagan, the clash, misfits, Hanoi rocks, the stones, stone temple pilots, alter bridge, great white, t.rex, Suzi quatro.

✢𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜✢

AXL ROSE aka my husband, Rockstars, 60s-90s rock, YouTube, makeup, sandwiches

༞༞༞༞༞𝙼𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛-𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝༞༞༞༞

𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝.

𝚃𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚜:

Incest, r***, shit kink, self harm play? But knife play is okay, just no like on purpose forcing someone to hurt themselves, no age play, but age gaps are okay if reader is over 18.

𝚃𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚢𝚞𝚙𝚜:

Bdsm, hair pulling, daddy and mommy kink, total submission, total domination, any kinks really, I don’t wanna name them allllllllllll

𝙰𝙻𝚂𝙾 𝙸 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝚆𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚆𝙷𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁, 𝙸 𝙳𝙾𝙽𝚃 𝙷𝚅𝙴 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙸𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙰 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝙺𝙺 𝙾𝚁 𝙰𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝚁𝙾𝙲𝙺𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁, 𝙾𝚁 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽 𝙵𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻 <𝟹𝟹𝟹

࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎𝙶𝚞𝚗𝚜 '𝚗' 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎

❥=𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏 ⚔︎=𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝 ☙=𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝

𝙰𝚇𝙻:

𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚍⚔︎

𝙱𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚗⚔︎

𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛⚔︎

𝚂𝙻𝙰𝚂𝙷:

𝚂𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚍⚔︎

𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚔𝚎⚔︎☙

𝚂𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛⚔︎

𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛❥⚔︎

𝙳𝚄𝙵𝙵:

𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚎⚔︎

𝙸𝚉𝚉𝚈:

𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜☙⚔︎

𝙴𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚎❥☙

𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽:

𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚝ed⚔︎

𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚖𝚎⚔︎

𝙿𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎❥

࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎𝙼𝙾̈𝚃𝙻𝙴𝚈 𝙲𝚁𝚄̈𝙴࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎

𝙽𝙸𝙺𝙺𝙸:

𝙳𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐⚔︎☙

𝚃𝙾𝙼𝙼𝚈

𝙼𝙸𝙲𝙺

𝚅𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙴:

𝙵𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝⚔︎?☙

࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚂࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎࿎

𝙹𝙾𝙰𝙽 𝙹𝙴𝚃𝚃

𝙳𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽𝙴:

𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕☙

𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞❥☙

𝙱𝙾𝙽 𝙹𝙾𝚅𝙸:

𝙱𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜

𝙶𝙻𝙴𝙽𝙽 𝚃𝙾𝚆𝙽𝚂𝙴𝙽𝙳

𝚉𝙰𝙺𝙺 𝚆𝚈𝙻𝙳

𝙺𝙸𝚁𝙺 𝙷𝙰𝙼𝙼𝙴𝚃

𝚂𝙴𝙱𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙰𝙽 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙷

𝙿𝙴𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙴𝙻𝙴

𝚃𝙾𝙼 𝙺𝙴𝙸𝙵𝙴𝚁:

𝙽𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚕⚔︎

𝚁𝙸𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙳 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝚃𝚄𝚂

(𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚕)💋

𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚢 𝚜𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚜

༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞

[meikadonnelly]

hi! Do you accept requests? If so, can I ask for a fluff with Nikki? any plot, but so that the reader and Nikki are already in a relationship

if no, excuse for troubling

Thank you for your hard work

have a good day!!

i do!! and thank you so much!

~~~

|| nikki sixx | morning ||

a morning with nikki.

nikki sixx x fem!reader

fluff fluff and more fluff

a/n : this is set in the early 80s, and nikki and the reader have been together for around 1 year.

As you lay in Nikki’s bed, you can hear his slow breaths as he sleeps next to you, and every once in a while, he moves slightly to get more comfortable. Usually, this means pulling you closer. You’re laying on your side, facing him while one of his arms are wrapped around your waist. The morning light is peeking through the curtains which hang over his small window next to the bed, above the bedside table. You open your eyes to look at him. His face is slightly squashed against his arm which his head is resting on while being tilted down towards you a little.

You watch him for a little before trying to move away from him to get out of bed but his arms tense and hold onto you tightly. You let out a quiet huff.

“Nikki,” you whisper. A quiet groan is all you get in response, his eyes still closed. You give a second attempt at getting up which is unsuccessful once again. “Nikki, come on, I need to pee,” you say. A few seconds of silence follows your words before you feel his arms loosen to let you go.

You wander to the bathroom and take care of your bladder before washing your hands. As you do, you notice Nikki leaning on the door frame watching you, his messy hair covering his eyes slightly.

“I thought you’d be asleep again,” you say, looking back down at your hands under the running water as he walks up behind you.

“Bed’s too cold without you in it to sleep,” he mumbles back, leaning his forehead on the back of your head. You laugh a little at his neediness and shake your hands dry. You turn around in his arms so that you’re body is in between the vanity and him. He looks down at you through squinted eyes as you wrap your arms around his neck and he runs his hands up and down your back.

“Why don’t you go back and get comfortable and I’ll be there in a second, okay?” you suggest softly, looking up at him through your lashes. He closes his eyes and lets his head flop back.

“It’s too early,” he groans which makes you smile. You let out a small giggle and you see him smile, his eyes remaining shut. You admire him for a second before tapping his shoulder lightly.

“Go on,” you say softly. He lets his head fall forward again, a small smile still on his face before he kisses your forehead.

“Don’t be long,” he mutters before walking off.

You smile and run your hand through your hair, feeling a few knots underneath. You turn around and grab your hairbrush that you had decided to keep at his place, along with other things like a toothbrush and clothes, now that you were staying more often.

You brush your hair and tie it up into a bun with the hair tie you always have on your wrist to get it out of your face, as well as Nikkis, before spraying a little bit of deodorant under your arms to feel a little fresher.

You walk back out of the bathroom and into the quiet bedroom to see him back in bed, laying on his stomach. You smile to yourself as you walk over to your side of the bed and sliding in under the covers next to him, sitting up slightly against the head board. He seems to be half asleep but he soon rolls onto you, his body between your legs and his head on your chest.

You move your hands to his hair and you start playing with it gently, your fingers massaging his scalp at the same time, which earns a deep sigh from him.

You know he’ll probably fall asleep again so you close your eyes and sigh quietly which makes Nikki lift his head up for a moment to rest his chin on your chest. You open your eyes to meet his and you smile.

“What?” you ask with a soft chuckle.

“Just wondering why you’d rather sleep than watch your adorable boyfriend,” he teases with a soft smile.

“And who’s that?” you tease back and he rolls his eyes playfully.

“He’s tall, has green eyes,” he describes. “And he’s an absolute catch.”

You shake your head with a smile. “Is that so?”

He smiles as he looks up at you with the green eyes he just mentioned.

“You wanna get breakfast from the diner down the road?” you ask softly, and he nods as his eyes close again, his chin still on your chest.

“After I sleep for a bit longer,” he mumbles, so you move to get more comfortable. You slide down more so that you’re not leaned up against the headboard anymore, and Nikki lays back down on you, his face now nuzzled into your neck.

He presses a soft kiss to the skin of your neck and closes his eyes, so you do the same, letting yourself relax and fall back asleep.

Another hour or so later, you wake up again, but this time to an empty bed. You open your eyes and see that Nikki isn’t there, so you get up and wander out of the bedroom. You walk into his kitchen and find him standing at the counter, facing away from you, making a coffee.

You walk up behind him and wrap your arms around his torso before resting your cheek on his bare back.

“Morning baby,” he says softly.

“Good morning,” you reply from behind him. He turns around to face you with his cup of coffee, and you leave a soft kiss on his shoulder as he does. He takes a sip of the hot liquid before you hold your hands out, silently asking for a sip like you always do.

He smiles and hands you the cup to you and you look down to see that instead of deep brown coffee, it’s paler.

“You drink coffee with milk now?” you ask, looking at him.

“No, but you do,” he says before turning around and grabbing another cup that has his regular black coffee inside. “I heard you getting out of bed so I thought I’d get ahead of you.”

You smile.”Well aren’t you sweet?” you say softly and he leans down closer.

“Always baby,” he says before giving you a gentle kiss. You smile as he pulls back and you walk over to the window in the lounge room to open the curtain.

As the sunlight fills the room, you feel the heat hit your face and you let out a soft sigh.

“You still wanna go to the diner?” Nikki asks from the kitchen, and you turn around to see him still leaning on the counter, sipping his coffee.

“It’s a little late for breakfast but we could get lunch,” you say and he shrugs.

“Who says I can’t have pancakes for lunch?”

You laugh and he watches as you walk back over to stand in front of him.

“I’ll finish my coffee and then we can go,” you say and he nods.

“Deal,” he says before leaning down to kiss you again.

You both walk into the diner, a place for you and Nikki that has become a regular date spot. You head over to an empty booth and sit down across from each other before a waitress comes over.

“Well isn’t it my two favourite lovebirds,” she says, and you look up to see Linda, an older woman who you’ve gotten to know since you and Nikki started coming here.

“How are you Linda?” you ask politely.

“Better now that you sweethearts are here,” she says with a smile. “Now, I’m guessing there’s going to be an order for a vanilla milkshake and a strawberry milkshake?”

You smile and nod as she looks at Nikki. “Extra whipped cream for you doll?”

“You know me so well,” he says which makes her grin.

“And are we doing our usuals for food?” she asks and you shake your head.

“Could I get the waffles today?” you ask and she nods, writing it down on her little notepad.

“Of course you can sweetie, with everything?” she replies and you nod.

“And I’ll have the blueberry pancakes,” Nikki says, passing his menu to her to take away, and you do the same.

“Late breakfast, did we have a slow morning?” she questions with a smile. You and Nikki look at each other with a similar smile and she laughs.

“Oh to be young and in love again,” she says. “I’ll be out with your orders soon.”

“Thank you!” you yell out as she walks off and she waves her hand as if to say ‘don’t worry about it’. You look back at Nikki and he takes your hand from across the table like he usually does. “You think she has a husband?” you ask.

“I’ve never seen a ring,” he says, glancing over at her.

“She might not wear it at work,” you suggest and he nods.

“Well if she doesn’t have a husband, maybe we should set her up with Mick,” he says and you laugh.

“C’mon, I know Mick’s older than you guys but he’s still only like 30. Linda’s almost 50,” you defend.

“He might like them older,” he says and you scoff playfully which makes him smirk.

“I wonder if she has kids,” you ask, going back to the topic of her. “She’d be a good mom.”

He nods. “Yeah, anyone would be lucky to have her as a mother.”

You stay quiet for a second as you think about maybe becoming a mother at some point too and Nikki squeezes your hand. “One day baby,” he says.

You smile. “I don’t know if I could handle any mini Nikki’s running around.”

“All I’m hearing is an opportunity to have some backup when I annoy you,” he says with a smirk.

“And the fact that we’d become a family,” you say and he laughs.

“That too,” he says. “But mostly the backup thing.”

You roll your eyes playfully before Linda comes back with two milkshakes. She places the strawberry one in front of Nikki and the vanilla one in front of you with a smile.

“Thank you,” you both say and she nods before glancing around the diner. Once she turns back to you both, she leans down and lowers her voice slightly.

“So, when’s the wedding?” she asks with a cheeky smile.

You laugh. “Not quite yet,” you say and she clicks her tongue. “But you’ll be the first to know, and to be invited,” you add and she smiles.

“Can I bring a plus one?” she asks.

“Of course! For a husband?” you ask, finally dropping g the question. She shakes her head with a laugh.

“Oh no, I haven’t had a husband for almost 10 years!” she says with a wave of her hand. “But I do however, have quite the handsome date.”

You smile as she winks at you. “Well I have quite the handsome date too,” you say and she laughs again as she glances at Nikki.

“He is a bit of a looker isn’t he?” she teases as the sound of a bell rings from the kitchen. “I better get back to work,” she says before walking away. You turn to Nikki and he has a smirk on his face.

“Handsome am i?” he asks as he takes a sip of his milkshake.

“Very,” you reply which makes his smirk turn into a grin.

[hollywoodroses]

week three: threesome

a/n: this is my first time writing a smut scene with more than two people. I hope I did okay 🥺

mdni

It was hours after the first band rehearsal was finished. Mick and Tommy were long gone.

Now all that was left was you, Vince and Nikki. Ready for the piece of the action.

You are sitting in between the two men of your dreams. A dream you only just realized when you got into an argument with Nikki during the rehearsal. Now it was his turn to apologize to you.

Vince kissed your shoulder lightly as you smiled at Nikki. “Are you ready for the party?” You asked him smugly.

Nikki just responded by making the first move of pecking you on the lips. “Stop teasing and just fuck me.” You explained.

Nikki reached for the strap of your jumpsuit and pulled it down until your breasts are exposed. Your nipples going hard from the coldness of the room.

Vince turned your head towards him for a heated make-out session as Nikki sucked on your breast. You moaned, you wanted them both at the same time but you forgot how to use your words. Your tongue fought Vince for dominance and when you are satisfied with him you break the kiss just as he was trying to swap spit with you.

“Fuck you are so hot.” He whispered.

“Only for you.”

You turned back to Nikki and unbuttoned his jeans, giving Vince a silent go ahead to undress too.

Once you got Nikki undressed along with Vince you kissed down Nikki’s chest to his v-line. You lightly lick Nikki’s member as he rolls his eyes closed. While you are distracted by Nikki’s god-like body, you feel Vince take you from behind. You are in shock as you try not to bite Nikki while pleasuring him. You go back to taking him into your mouth and suck on his member as you start to become wet.

You are so turned on that you don’t notice when Nikki and Vince shoot their load inside you.

The three of you are not ready for the party to end and continue the fun and games in the shower.

—

Meanwhile, Mick and Tommy are at the Rainbow Bar & Grill having drinks.

“Hey, Mick do you ever wonder what the boys are doing with Y/N”. Tommy asked

“Y/N is probably preparing them for the groupie scene that will come our way.”

Tommy laughed and shook his head as he took a drink of his 7UP.

end

[thesmokingguns]

Master List Motley Crue

NIkki Sixx

Currently Writing: Picking Peach One , TWO

Prompts

Nineteen

41 and 29

148 and 153

81 and 117

how I still love you

One Shots

Easter with Peach

A Dream Come True

Freak

Hot and Cold

Tous Les Jours

Off to the Races

Let them Eat Cake

So Caught Up IN You

Accidents Happen

Vintage Valentine

Easy Love

Make It Hurt

NO

Deserve

One Shot

Tea Snob

Lonely For You

One Bed

Lesson Learned

Taking it Slow

Hopelessly Devoted to You

I know its you

Making Out 

Trick or Treat

Couple COstume 

Peach and the Jealous Streak

Red Shirt Supremacy w/ Peach

Time

Bedtime Prayers

Safe?

Wedding Pearls

Little Red Truck

Peach and the Megaphone

Winner, Winner Hot Dog Dinner w/ Peach

Riding High

Bad Things

Living Dead Girl

Mine Part One

Mine Part Two

Now and Forever

Patience is a Virtue

24 Hours

It’s a Myth

Vince Neil

Music to Watch Boys to

Light at the end of the tunnel

Here Kitty, Kitty

Cheering For Baby

Tommy Lee

Kept Woman

Finding Out

Cheaters Punishment

Revenge

Multi Members

Candy w/ Terror Twins

Band Headcanon

Banking

Sex Positions

Chores

Wedding Gifts

Wedding Season

Going to the Carnival

Mothers Day

Cover Songs

WAP

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A female Y/N / Cillian fanfic (Part Thirty One)

Absolutely not based on anything real at all, all totally fictional, fanciful and all total bollocks.

Warnings for sexual references and language. Adult themes. Not suitable for under 18s.

We Got Issues

Party Thirty One: Cillian is finally on his way home, having wrapped filming for Peaky. But Y/N finds a missed message from him, containing a link, that makes her feel like all of her autonomy and anonymity is stripped. She recalls the day she met Cillian a second time, trying to remind herself what matters, but anxiety looms heavy. [Angst/Anxiety]

@strangeions @watermeezer @borntodiemp3 @meadowshelby @lavender-haze-01 @cherry-cilly @dragonsneversharetheirtreasure @aesthetic0cherryblossom @meister95 @vivianleighwishesshewasme

Very quickly proof read so sorry for typos.

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The agony of a week home without him, despite knowing Cillian would be returning, was slowly making way to the pure excitement and ever present want to jump his bones, knowing that his flight had been due to land a little while ago and he would be here, at home, with you soon. You had finished work less than half an hour ago, and in the time between then and now you had been so giddy, you could hardly sit still. He was coming home, for the long run, and that felt monumental - despite you having done this whole routine many times before. You try to occupy yourself with your week of laundry in the small back room, off the kitchen, but when the five minute job is completed, you once again find yourself like a child waiting for Santa on Christmas Eve. Pulling the laundry room door shut behind you, you wonder if making coffee would settle you down any. You check the water level in the kettle before flicking the switch, and grab your preferred mug from the cupboard. You picked your phone from the pocket of your hoodie and unlocked it before you dragged down the notification bar. Nothing from Cillian about being on the way home yet, but there was a text from Cillian from earlier in the day that you'd somehow missed. Frowning at the oddity, you click open the message.

We are going to have to talk to the boys and Yvonne. [link]

You stare at the message then click the link. Your screen opens up to a page in The Sun and, as you scan the article, you grow more and more nervous.

Peaky Blinders star Cillian Murphy was spotted on sets in the recent weeks, all across locations in the UK, alongside familiar faces such as Sophie Rundle, Packy Lee and Ned Dennehy. Most recently, the Cork native was seen with his long-term girlfriend, Y/N, who was visiting their set. Murphy and Y/N began a relationship after the breakdown of his marriage to ex-wife Yvonne McGuinness. McGuinness and Murphy share two children. On set, Y/N was photographed alongside film director Tom Harper and writer Steven Knight. She was seen laughing with Johnny Dogs actor Packy Lee before she was later seen cuddling up to Murphy. But it seems disaster struck when Y/N was photographed vomiting on the set, comforted by the Tommy Shelby actor dutifully. I don't know if we're all wondering what you're all wondering, but is this a sign of the pitter-patter of tiny feet to come? Famously guarded about his private life, we suspect any announcements to be made would not likely come from Cillian himself. Fans are said to be looking forward to the release of the Peaky Blinders film in the coming twelve months.

Your hand shakes as you scan the photographs, shaking your head. Your stomach flips nervously. Shit! Part of you is thankful that it is this being shared, and not that anyone had shared the row on the set beforehand. But fuck! You set your phone down onto the island and cross your arms under your bust. Cillian's going to be in a mood, and you're going to have to do one thing you were staunchly against, and that's sharing the news before you're comfortable with it. Part of you wonders if perhaps his sons and Yvonne wouldn't have seen it - they're used to nonsense reports with no real information in them, so maybe they'd just pass it over if it was seen? But your anxiety is focused so hard on the possibility that speaking now will jinx your pregnancy, it's hard to keep your mind on anything more tangible - other than the fact that you know Cillian is going to be in bad humour! You do rationalise the fact that it doesn't actually give any definite information at all, but you also worry that if this was seen, then perhaps your conversation was heard or, worse yet, was shared.

You lean your back against the island counter and try to find something better in your mind. Cillian still hasn't materialised and all you want is him here, to plan what's next if he really thinks that there's a danger of his sons being hurt in this. You close your eyes as you breathe steadily, trying hard to keep calm, and you're thankful when your mind brings forward the day you met Cillian for the second time, completely coincidentally. You focused on the day, the details, and allowed the whole thing to play out in your mind.

“That's twelve euro,” the young girl behind the counter says with a smile. She has a green streak in the front of her black hair, and her bottom lip is pierced on both sides. She has a beautiful smile, though, and her eyes sparkle lightly.

You tap your card against the machine and push it back into your purse, then smile as she hands you your book and receipt. “Thanks,” you nod as you walk away, tucking the receipt into your pocket. You keep hold of the book as you step out of Eason's and back out onto O'Connell Street. You step away from the doorway and examine your book, vaguely aware you're still blocking a busy street, and begin to walk back towards the bridge. You glance up occasionally, making sure you're not walking into a pole, and as you look up again you jump and gasp, narrowly avoiding colliding with the denim jacketed back of a man before you. “Shit! Sorry!” You quickly apologise as you somehow managed to fling your book into their back as you startled. You crouch to the floor, picking up your book, and as you rise back up you come face to face with someone familiar. “Hey…” you say, frowning a little. “Cillian, right?” It's the pale blue eyes and flicking hair that gives it away, you're sure, and then he smiles as you say his name and you're absolutely certain.

“Y/N?” He says, pointing at you with a questioning expression.

You nod your head, “Yep.” You smile nervously. “I'm sorry - I threw my book at you.” You turn down the corners of your mouth. “I wasn't looking. I am sorry, really.” You insist.

“Ah, you're grand.” He shakes his head.

“Well, it's good to see you. And sorry again,” you say, gesturing past him and the person he's with. “Bye.”

“Yeah, see ya,” he says, stepping aside. “Ah, here,” he calls as you get about five steps away. You turn back, eyebrows raised. “I take it you didn't curse me?”

“Curse you?” You frown, shaking your head, and slowly step back towards him and his friend.

“Plastic Ono Band album…” he says, vaguely.

You grin brightly, “No - no actually, you have my adulation for that. It is a…remarkable album.” You say as you stuff your book awkwardly into your bag. “And it led me onto some Beatles tracks I wasn't so familiar with, too. So you, I dunno, broadened my horizons.” You chuckle.

Cillian laughs, “Then you're welcome.” He turns to the man beside him, “I met Y/N a few weeks ago, we were stranded at Busáras together.” He explains, then turns back to you. “This is a friend and colleague of mine, Steven.” He introduces you.

“Hi, Steven.” You nod politely. Steven shares a greeting just as politely, and his accent is fiercely English.

“We're just splitting up actually,” he says to you. “We were just saying our goodbyes there when you assaulted me.” He teases.

“Yes, sorry again,” you smile, but you're not entirely sure if he's being funny or not.

“Yeah, I'll say goodbye.” Steven says, and he gives Cillian a gentle hug before nodding at you again politely.

“Good luck,” Cillian calls out, and he turns as Steven walks away, watching him go. Turning back to you, he smiles brightly. “What are the odds of meeting a complete stranger more than once?” He laughs a little.

“Serendipitous, clearly.” You smile. “It was nice to see you again, and thank you again for the music, and for not wanting to have me questioned by the Guards for assaulting you.” You say, hoping you've caught onto a satirically delivered joke he was making.

He laughs, his tongue peeking over his teeth, and you remember how much you'd like it that day in the station. “Ah, no bother.” He says as he pushes his hands into his jeans pockets. “What was the book?” He asks, and you feel like he's keeping you around, looking for reasons to keep this up. Not that you mind - you're not rushing anywhere on a work-free Saturday.

“Oh, an old one. I had it on order at Eason's.” You say. “Only got it for a trip next week.” you dip your hand into your bag and pull the book back out, handing it over to him. “Read it?” You ask, “My friend at work suggested it, says it's an Irish writer and kinda beloved here by the right minds.” You laugh. He's smiling and you can't work it out, and he hands the book back with a chuckle. “What?” You ask, nervously, and look at the book again. “Is it really bad?”

“No,” he smirks, “No it's very good.” You pushes his hands into his pockets again, still smiling.

You look at him, then then book. “Odd name though, isn't it? Gives nothing away. Breakfast on Pluto…” you shake your head and push the book back into your bag.

“Are you free?” He asks bluntly.

“Free?” You raise your eyebrows, glancing around you quickly.

“Coffee?” he suggests.

You smile and nod your head, “Yeah, sure. Coffee.”

You startle as your phone buzzes across the island counter, and bring yourself back to the present with a sigh. You pick up your phone, relieved to see ‘Cill’ in the notification bar. You slide it down and open his message.

“In a taxi, be home soon. Get the kettle on. See you soon mo ghrá.”

You click your phone off and hold it tightly in your hand, sighing again. It is a relief to know he is coming home now, and it is a relief to know you'll be able to curl up beside him whenever you want for the foreseeable, but you are frightened about what he would choose to do now regarding that article. You know you can argue the point that it doesn't say anything truly, but you're fairly sure he's made up his mind and will want the boys and Yvonne to know sooner than later. You don't want words uttered before you're comfortable with it, you do appreciate why he might. But anxiety won't allow you to feel easy about it at all - it'd jinx everything to talk about the baby before the scan, and then you'd have to go around telling anyone that had been told, that something had gone wrong.

You set your phone down and grip both hands against the counter, feeling your sickly, low-burning nausea ramping up. You swallow hard and blow soothing breaths out in the hopes it'll ease the queasiness, but you suspect you're fighting a losing battle. You walk towards the sink and lift the washing up bowl out of it, and hover above expectantly, but hopeful that the impending gag doesn't rise. But you do gag, twice, and you brace your hands on the sink as the stomach lurches. Fuck! You can't get used to this. By some miracle you don't actually vomit, but the gags are painful nonetheless. When you feel like it's safe, you straighten up and replace the bowl into the sink. You rest your back against the sink and rest your head into your hands, sighing heavily, and feeling a sudden overwhelming urge to cry.

You don't want to share your news before you're ready. You don't want to see your life plastered across sites and pages. And you realise this is exactly what Cillian was scared of happening. You feel foolish, stupid, and pathetic. This is supposed to be happy, and it sucks so much. For the first time since the press associated with his divorce, you find yourself absolutely hating what Cillian does and the fame associated with it.

[epicrainbowsheep]

It's all in the hip position

Not really following the Stranger Things timeline, been a very long time since I’ve written fanfic, especially smut, the inspiration for this comes from years of reading fan fiction with the guys always having massive cocks, we need a variety people and I'm here to deliver! This is modelled after my partner, so I know what I'm writing about from experience but that is hard to put into words.

Warning this is smut

Enjoy average-sized dick Billy

Billy Hargrove x Female Reader

The bell rang for lunch as the cafeteria of Hawkins High filled with teenagers, different conversations were happening all at once, about what they got up to over the weekend and whose party were you at; but one in particular managed to prick the ears of Billy Hargrove the most, coming from the table of girls behind him.

“Oh come on the guy had a massive dick right?!” Leah responded slamming her hands on the table in front of you, “Well yeah but he didn’t even know how to use it! Like seriously the sex was so awkward and really bumpy” rolling your eyes as you ate your lunch. “Really? Guys with massive dicks are normally meant to be amazing at sex, like bigger stretch and hits the G-spot easier” Bianca said adding to Leah’s comment, “I don’t know maybe but I can say Mathew has every right to say he’s got a big dick but I’m doubting bigger is always better” you sighed.

A hearty male laugh came from behind you, the tone already indicating who it was. “Having fun laughing at me Billy” you said turning around with a very not amused face. “Sorry couldn’t hold it in (Y/N), I could have saved you the bad lay last Saturday, thought you guys were just sucking face at Tommy’s party” Billy wiped tears from the corners of his eyes “But definitely did make my day better”.

His words made you more confused, your other friends pretending to talk as you turned your full attention to him “What do you mean you could have ‘saved me’?” wanting to know what he’d say you leaned in closer, as he did the same he said in a low voice “Last girl I slept with said that I was the best sex she’s ever had, that was Mathew’s ex, said he was a lousy lay” he winked and sat back up, making you feel the red in your face.

“Seriously? She always used to boast about how good he was!” You were baffled, he chuckled “Of course doll, they were dating then” he moved over to sit next to you stealing some of your food as his leg touched yours, “Wait Betty said that! You’ve gotta be lying” Leah enquired to Billy, who helped himself you your food again. 

“Swear on my reputation sweetheart” he leaned in making sure to look her directly in the eyes “And I can say if you keep after that Munson fella* you won’t be disappointed”, she looked shocked “How did you-“ Bianca’s laugh cuts her off, as you continued “Anyone can tell from a mile away Lee trust me” smiling at her she turned red, looking away from everyone at the table, the bell began to ring as you all got up and went your own ways. 

“From what I hear you’re pretty average in size, what makes you better anyways?” you teased as your friends walked in the opposite direction, your words made him smirk as you both walked towards the door he stops, leaning in to whisper in your ear “It isn’t the size darling, it’s all in the hip positions, more than happy to show you” He blew cool air down your neck, making you shiver and breathless, not knowing what to respond with, Billy just laughed again and walked away.

‘Bloody hell he’s smooth’ you thought, as you finally managed to walk away.

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School flies by and it’s the weekend in no time, you’ve been having trouble all week trying to get Billy and his words out of your head. “He can’t be as good as he’s saying right?” you say to no one as you get ready for a party at Tina’s. The blasting of a horn from outside snaps you back into reality, managing to fix up the last of your make-up, making sure to lock the house on the way. Steve’s waved from the car and opened the door from the inside, you slid in and closed the door. “So ready to graduate,” Steve said as he began to drive, “Couldn’t agree more dude! Hawkins is a shit hole” you responded “Robin meeting us there?” “Yeah said she had her own ride or something”.

Rest of the ride was filled with the radio and talk with Steve until you arrived, “You need a lift back or fending for yourself, cause I’m bailing if I see Nancy making out with Johnathan” he said as you both entered the house “Fair dude and I should be right, there is always someone to catch a ride with, make sure to forget about her dude she’s 100% moved on” you gave him a sad smile “Want a drink?” you said while walking towards the kitchen, “Nah I’ll try and find Robin first, catch up with you after though” “Okay sounds good!” giving the thumbs up you walked away.

The next few hours became a blur of shots and beer bong, definitely feeling the buzz now, hearing the cheers from outside, around the keg stand people were cheering and shouting as Billy managed to beat his own time, his eyes managed to catch yours, smirking he stalked towards you and leaned on the wall next to you. 

“Managed to catch all that doll?” leaning in even closer to your face, “Definitely impressive buuutt” you leaned into his ear, the alcohol giving you a confidence boost, “I think you have something else your wayyyy better at that you need to ‘show’ me still” adding the air quotes with your smirk, Billy even cockier now than before, grabbed your waist and pulled you to his chest and smashed his lips to yours. His lips felt slightly chapped and warm, with his intense cologne flying up your nostrils.

“How ‘bout we get out of here doll” he growled and pulled you by the hand, leading you out of the house. “Let’s head to my place, my parents aren’t home” you said as you both shut the doors of his Camaro.

“Just show me the way babe” he said as he sped off down the road.

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 You both stumbled into your room, hands were roaming over each other’s bodies. His hands grab your waist and throw you onto the bed, the suddenness leaves you stunned for a second before he’s crawling towards you with the look of lust in his eyes. “Baby I’ve had my eye on you for a while” one of his arms supports his weight near your head, while his other hand trails up your thigh, going underneath your shirt to grab your clothed breast. He kisses you as you moan at his actions.

He kisses down your neck, grabs the bottom of your shirt and you help him pull it over your head, before resuming the kissing, it turns intense as he slots his clothed crotch against you. Teeth and tongue get smashed into each other as you both sloppily make out, your hands let go of his white shirt and scratch down his back as he moved against you, both in a sea of bliss as each last item of clothing is removed.

You both pull away looking at each other, your body glowed under the moonlight coming from the window, Billy couldn’t stop staring at how the curves of your body complemented each other as he slid his hands from your thighs, squeezing the thickness along the way to your stomach, his mouth kissed all the way up, starting from just under your belly button, all the way up between the valley of your breasts.

His right hand makes its way between your folds, your wetness making sounds as he slides his fingers against you, slightly touching your clit “Fuck babe your nice and wet” you moan out for him as his fingers slide into you, slowly pumping in and out. Your hands grab his jaw and bring his lips to yours, his fingers start to pick up the pace as he hears your moans pick up, “Billy I’m so close! Please don’t stop!” his hands

His head hovers above you, he hazily looks into your eyes, realising your eyes were stuck in one position. “Babe what are you-“ his eyes  move down to what your staring at, he huffs. “(Y/N) get out what your thinking now before we get any further” “Is it average?” the look on her face is completely genuine.

Silence follows before Billy laughs hard, “Fuck (Y/N) seriously I’ve got tears in my eyes” he kneels up resting against his legs he grabs his cock, sliding a condom along his length, spreading his knees wide, leaning back his other hand sliding against his thigh, your ogling at him, your eyes follow the shadows against his body that the moonlight creates, to his smug look, then to his hard, throbbing cock.

“Baby you’re looking at the most average cock, size is 5.6 inches if you must know” He slowly starts crawling up towards to again, caging you in, lowers his mouth to your ear and huskily says “Will be the thing that makes you cum the hardest” he slides his cock into you, your walls stretching around his cock.

Both of you moan when he is fully inside you, he looks into your eyes silently asking if you’re ready, you nod and he starts slowly thrusting into you. He slowly picks up the pace, grabbing your legs and putting them over your shoulders and angles his hips down, reaching places you’ve never felt were possible. 

“Fuck Billyyy!” you moaned out, your head tilting backwards as he pounds into you. “Baby your pussy is squeezing me so tightly” he groans in response to your consistent moans, you’ve never heard a man so vocal in bed, he keeps chanting out your name.

“Doll you’re such a good girl taking my dick so well” he straightens his back and manhandles your legs so your feet are up by his head, the new angle allowing him to roll his hips in a new way that made you cum instantly “BILLY! You’re fucking me so good” you feel drool sliding out your mouth as you feel another orgasm coming on.

His hips piston into you as he chases after his own release, “Baby I feel another one in you, I’m so close” he groans out as he slams his hips deep into you for the final time as you scream out his name in pure bliss. 

He rests your legs down on the bed and flops beside you, he’s a sight to behold, chest gleaming from the sweat, the light bouncing off his body, used condom still on his half-hardened dick, you’ve never seen a more beautiful sight. He smirks at you, pulling you into his chest by your waist, “You checking me out (Y/N)?” looking up into his eyes, they sparkle with mischief.

“So what of it?” you say back as you snuggle into his warm body, he chuckles to himself. You both lay there in silence, enjoying the afterglow of sex. You break the silence “Don’t get an ego but your right” he looks at you his faced first puzzled then the realisation hits him, the sex made him momentarily forget, pulling a shit-eating grin onto his face.

“Told you size doesn’t matter” his head hits the pillow again and he closes his eyes, “What’s your secret anyways, that was the best sex I’ve had in a while”

“You really wanna know?”

“Yeah”

“It’s all in the hip positions sweetheart”

[slickbackdani]

So, with the end of the current hiatus nowhere in sight, the creators of Epic Rap Battles of History have been releasing short videos in which they respond to people's matchup ideas and talk about whether or not they'd do them. What follows are my thoughts on each suggestion.

Dog the Bounty Hunter vs Chris Hansen: Terrible; Dog stopped being relevant years ago and Hansen has no real valid matchups

Jack Sparrow vs Bilbo Baggins: They might be able to pull it off, but the connection is tenuous at best

Malcolm X vs Nelson Mandela: Perfect. Do it immediately

Dexter vs Punisher: Could work, though I prefer Punisher vs Peacemaker

The Wiggles v-NO

Marco Polo vs Zheng Yi Sao: Awesome; the show's always great at spotlighting obscure historical figures, so this would be fun

Sheldon Cooper vs Rick Sanchez: I don't really get their reasoning for passing this one up. "I don't wanna use Rick because his creator is problematic," they say seconds before suggesting Roseanne instead and three years after using Harry Potter

HP Lovecraft vs Mary Shelley: Could work, but Lovecraft might be better suited for a more prolific author

Captain America vs Mussolini: Could work, but I prefer Cap vs Batman

Black Panther vs Catwoman: Unique idea; would be cool to see which versions of the characters they use

Ethan Hunt vs Angus MacGyver: Meh

John Wilkes Booth vs Lee Harvey Oswald: I'm glad they turned this one down; it just sounds very insubstantial. The fact that they each killed Presidents is the only thing either of them are known for

Robin Hood vs Ned Kelly: Sounds awesome; I can’t fathom what Lloyd was talking about when he said Robin Hood can't be made "cool." Has he never heard of any of the non-Disney movies he was in?

Steve Harvey vs Dr. Phil: Meh

The Three Stooges vs The Three Musketeers: IT'S ALL I WANT AND I'VE WAITED FOR SO LONG

Patrick Bateman vs Andrew Tate: Bateman is worthy of a rap battle, but there is no fucking way a disgusting sack of shit like Andrew Fucking Tate deserves to be immortalized in this or any series. Not only is he a monstrous asshole, but since I'd never heard of him before he got arrested, he just comes off as too second-string and his image too fleeting to be remembered after the battle's release anyway. It's like how Sarah Palin and Napoleon Dynamite appeared in season 1; what's the point? Bateman would be better off facing another fictional character like Tyler Durden or Tommy Shelby or Rorschach or Homelander or any other member of the "you're missing the point by idolizing them" club

Miles Morales vs Dick Grayson: A great idea for a battle, but it irks me how they seem to only think of Dick Grayson as Robin, and even then only how he was portrayed in the 60s TV show. Since Dick Grayson's graduation to the solo hero Nightwing and his leadership of the Titans have been the status quo in the comics for decades, and even his TV and movie appearances as Robin clearly show him to be more than the hyperactive goofball that Lloyd portrayed him as in season 2, their lack of research here is jarring — especially considering how diligent they are with their other characters (remember, Peter read every issue of the Dragon Ball manga and watched every episode of Breaking Bad in preparation for the later half of season 3).

Garfield and Jon vs Calvin and Hobbes: Eh, I don't see it. No disrespect to their creators or fans, but they just ain't rap battle material

Metallica and AC/DC vs Slayer and Guns n Roses: I agree with them that a team battle between unrelated heavy metal acts would be unwieldy, but any combination of those four could totally be awesome in a straight 1v1 battle

Richard Nixon vs King John: Could work, but I'd rather have Nixon in a Presidential royale

Barbie vs He-Man: Another "meh" idea, but I'm not fond of Peter's assertion that He-Man is only known for the bad '90s movie when he's appeared in multiple media before and since that have all gained a far more positive reception and a strong fanbase

[cherienymphe]

For the people who's wondering about S*bastian. Cherie answered this old ask about him saying:

"Just old and ongoing racist stuff like liking videos about white men saying the N word and racist friends and girlfriends and deleting comments and blocking people who call him out. Nothing new"

I searched your entire blog for this and damn...I'M SO DISAPOINTED IN HIM.

But I'm not surprised tho. He was hanging out with Tommy Lee while filming Pam & Tommy. Tommy Lee is a raging racist who proudly wore fucked up stuff like the swastika back in the 90s. The man is still terrible btw.

Filming P&T was no excuse to hang out with that kind of man. Btw, Pamela Anderson never gave her blessing to that show anyways so it was fucked up from the start.

I don't want to add fuel to more controversy but...Chris Evans had similar controversies too.

I don't stan marvel actors tbh. They're all problematic 😭

Lol I'm glad you searched because I definitely couldn't be bothered to 😭 but yes. Even before the Pam and Tommy thing I wasn't a fan and that situation was the nail in the coffin tbh. I couldn't care less if someone wants to suck his dick tbh but don't get mad or in your feelings if someone rightfully states their valid reasons for not fucking with him.

The day one of his fans tried to compare his very real damage done to Pamela Anderson by watching her sex tape and participating in that show that she didn't approve of to me writing about fictional characters was the day I knew his stans were mentally cooked.

A lot of the marvel cast is questionable and people have every right to distance themselves from whatever actor/actress they choose

[southerntigress]

Master list

I thought i would make a list of all my stories so it would be easier to find them I mainly write for Nikki sixx but some include Vince Neil and Tommy Lee. I'm willing to write for others if I'm familiar with them. Requests are open just as long as u don't mind waiting a while for me to get to them. I will be adding to this list as I post.

I have also made a community on here for Nikki if u wanna join

https://www.tumblr.com/join/n7_nsVH9

Nikki Sixx

Series

glitter part 1

glitter- part 2

glitter part 3

mixing business with pleasure part 1 featuring Vince and Tommy

mixing business with pleasure part 2 featuring Tommy Lee

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One shots

Fan cam

rainy day

face riding

this is gonna hurt

selfie mile high club

69ing with sixx

first date

piece of your action

backstage fun

double trouble featuring Tommy Lee

gym shower

blow me

love u 4-ever

tour bus shenanigans featuring Vince and Tommy

vince's daughter featuring Vince

truth or dare

winter vacation

his hands

happy valentines part 1

valentines day part 2

new tongue piercing

[mommy-shark-blog]

When I say I am absolutely not a prudish person, please believe me.

In fact, I'm one of the only people I know that not only know that Anne Rice wrote 4 VERY erotic novels under the nom de plume A. N. Roquelaure, but owned them all, well thumbed (pun intended) copies I would read alone in the dark of night. If you haven't read them, I highly recommend them. They're nasty, freaky, and so sexy.

So, again, not prudish. Yet, whenever I see fan fiction depicting Aziraphale and Crowley in extremely dirty scenarios, I instantly blush and turn away. And while I was stuck in the hospital for the second time in a matter of weeks and passed the time rewatching GO season 2 for the umpteenth time, I finally understood why.

For me, Aziraphale and Crowley exist in a world of old Hollywood romances. Where a va va voom kiss is the pinnacle of romance, where the dance that leads to that kiss is sexy in its simplicity and innocence. Where a loaded gaze says all that is being unsaid, but understood on a cellular level. Where a soft touch on the arm is the only love language that is needed.

Please do not get me wrong. I absolutely LOVE that so many people are writing their own provocative fan fictions, and this is in no way an admonishment to any one writing them. Please keep writing them, please make them as filthy as you can/want.

I'm just here trying to give a voice to those who, like me, shy away from them and may not understand why.

We just prefer a little more Fred and Ginger and a little less Tommy Lee and Pamela Anderson when it comes to our Azariphale and Crowley fantasies.

And that's ok. It's just a different kind of dance.

[meikadonnelly]

|| nikki sixx || part 2 ||

part 1 here

nikki sixx x fem!reader

you run into an old friend…

angst

trigger warnings : swearing, arguing, yelling, screaming, very light physical violence from reader.

part 3?

Over the next few days, you don’t see Nikki. Which is good.

Right?

“What’re you thinking about?” Kylie asks from next to you as you both stand behind the bar. You had filled her in on what was going on after you came back from talking to him the other day, and now she was onto you more than a mother to her rebellious teenager.

“I think you know what I’m thinking about,” you say as you wipe down the counter in front of you, glancing around the quiet building occasionally. She tilts her head as she watches you, her eyes narrowed slightly as she thinks.

“You wanna talk to him again?” she asks softly, even though she knows the answer.

“No,” you reply quickly. Maybe a little too quickly because straight away, you start to rethink your answer. “I don’t know,” you mutter.

She turns her whole body to face you properly, one of her hands on the counter as she leans on it and the other on her hip. “It’s okay if you do.”

You nod. “I know,” you say quietly. “I just don’t know if I can handle being around him again.” You sigh and throw the rag you were using, into the sink next to you before rubbing your forehead with the back of your hand.

“There’s no harm in trying,” Kylie says which makes you look at her. “If it doesn’t go well, things will go back to how they were a week ago, and if it all ends up okay, well you can get to know him again.”

You know she’s right, and you know you should probably talk to him again, but you don’t feel like giving the satisfaction to either of them. You brush past her to go serve a perfectly-timed customer.

“We’ll see.”

Later that night, it’s starting to get busier and you’re serving drinks behind the bar with Kylie and another worker, Andy. You finish making a drink for a customer and take the cash he slides across the counter as a group of guys walk up to the bar, laughing and talking with each other. You open the register and put the cash inside before you turn and look to find three of them. One blond, the other two with dark hair.

“What can I get you boys?” you ask, moving to stand in front of them while yelling a little due to the crowded space. The taller dark haired man is still laughing at something while the other dark haired man, who seems a bit older, is shaking his head.

“Two jack and cokes,” the blond one says, turning his attention to you. “And a vodka lemonade.”

You nod, grab three glasses and turn around to grab the liquor from the shelf behind you. Once you turn back around, Kylie comes over to grab two glasses for her current customers.

“Just had the worst customer,” she says while looking down at what she’s doing. You laugh a little.

“Difficult or creepy?” you ask, glancing at her.

“Both,” she answers, shaking her head and also turning to the shelf behind you. You laugh again before the blond man speaks up once more.

“Can I get another jack and coke to go with those?” he asks.

“Yeah, no problem,” you reply, not looking up, instead reaching for another glass. You keep talking with Kylie as she makes her drinks next to you until she eventually walks off about 2 minutes later and you’re left on your own. You sit two of the finished drinks up on the bar in front of the blond man as he, and the other two guys, yell out to someone who you can’t see. After a second, another person walks up to their group as you keep focused on the drinks.

Once the last two drinks are finished, you sit them on the bar before Kylie yells out to you.

“We got any more of that expensive whiskey?” she asks, looking at you.

“Ran out yesterday and don’t get any more until next week,” you reply. She nods and turns her attention back to her customer so you do the same and look back to the guys in front of you. You go to speak but instead you finally lay eyes on the person who just turned up.

Fuck.

Nikki sees you and nods awkwardly.

You give him a tight lipped smile and glance back to the blond. “You boys wanting to start a tab?” you ask, still feeling Nikki’s eyes burning into you, like they did the other day.

“That’d be great sweetheart,” he replies with a small smirk.

A few hours later, after the kitchen closes and the restaurant section of the bar turns into a seating area for bar customers, you grab a black tray and tuck it under your arm. You walk out from behind the bar and look around to see if anyone’s drinks are low until you hear a high pitched whistle from behind, so you turn around and see the blond man from earlier, waving you over. You take a deep breath before faking a smile and walking over to them.

“Everything okay over here?” you ask politely.

“Just wanting another round of drinks,” he replies.

“Sure thing, same as before?” you check to which he nods. “I’ll be right back.”

You smile and walk back to the bar to start making their four drinks when someone walks up to the bar. You look up to see Nikki.

“I know you don’t want to talk to me right now,” he starts.

“You’re right, I don’t.”

He sighs and you feel a slight pang of guilt shoot through your chest.

Too harsh?

“I’m not trying to piss you off, I just want to sort this out so we can move on,” he explains. You keep making their drinks as you listen and think about how to handle the situation while he watches you silently. After you place the liquor you were pouring, back on the shelf, you look at him.

“I have a day off tomorrow,” you tell him and you watch his face light up ever so slightly before you grab a pen and your notepad from your apron. He continues to watch you while you lean on the bar counter in front of him.

You write down an address and apartment number on Larrabbee street, which branches off Sunset Strip boulevard, near The Whiskey, and rip it off the notepad before holding it out to him.

He looks at it for a second before finding your gaze. “I’ll come around,” he says with a small, hopeful smile.

He walks back to his booth and you soon follow, holding your black tray, with four drinks balanced on top. You give one to each of them and the blond man glances at your small name tag which is pinned to your chest.

“Pretty name doll,” he says with the same smirk that seems to be permanently on his face.

“Thank you,” you say, maintaining a polite composure.

“Dude, stop flirting with the waitress,” the younger, dark haired man comments which makes you laugh a little. “She’s trying to do her job.”

The blond guy looks at him and rolls his eyes. “Fuck off man, like you don’t flirt with every second girl you see.”

“If you boys don’t need anything else, I’m gonna go serve some other customers,” you say softly, interrupting them. All four of them look at you and you meet Nikki’s eyes, which have a different level of light to them after you gave him your address. He cocks his head sideways, telling you to go and you feel a small smile creep onto your face as you walk away.

The next day, you wake up at around 11am and the first thing on your mind is the fact that Nikki will be knocking on your door in the next few hours.

As you make a cup of coffee in your small kitchen area of your little apartment, you glance up at the front door a couple of times, letting thoughts fill your mind, before shaking your head and looking back down at the dark brown liquid filling your cup.

Over the next few hours, your mind runs wild thinking about every possible outcome of you and Nikki talking.

Will it be an argument? Will it just end up like it did last time?

Knock knock.

“Shit,” you mutter as you nearly jump out of your own skin when the sound of knocking snaps you out of your thoughts. You quickly stand up and walk to the door, placing your hand on the knob gently, but not quite turning it yet.

You take a deep breath and close your eyes for a second.

It’s gonna be fine.

The fresh air hits your face as you open the door slowly to find Nikki standing in front of you. He looks nervous, but also happy to be there.

“Hey,” you finally say quietly.

“Hey,” he replies, matching your volume. You look at him for a second before stepping to the side, one hand still on the knob, the other on the edge of the door.

“Come in,” you say which makes him suck in a deep breath. He then slowly walks in and glances around while you shut the door.

“Nice place,” he says as you walk up beside him. “Better than my shitty apartment anyway.”

“I don’t doubt that,” you say, a slight smile on your face as you joke. He never was the type to keep his room nice, let alone a whole apartment.

He looks down at you next to him with a smile, liking the fact that you’re teasing him a little, but you walk forward into the kitchen area before he can speak again. You open the refrigerator and take a bottle of water from inside, since the tap water in your apartment tastes so bad that you’d rather drink from the toilet.

“We have to fix this,” Nikki says from behind you, on the other side of the kitchen counter. You close the refrigerator door and sigh.

“I know.”

He watches as you turn to face him, however your eyes are focused on the counter in front of you. His eyes drift down to your hands, which are resting on top of it, for a moment before he redirects his attention back to your face.

“I never meant to hurt you,” he says softly, “You know that.”

“But you did,” you reply quietly, already feeling your voice threatening to shake. You glance up to see his eyebrows furrowed slightly and his arms folded across his chest, so you look back down to the bottle of water still sitting in front of you.

“I know that how I handled the situation back then was wrong. I shouldn’t have left like I did,” he tells you. “But when I saw the opportunity… I just couldn’t ignore it.”

You listen to his words as he explains, and you feel your body filling with emotions, despite the wishes you made earlier that this wouldn’t happen.

“Five years Nikki. Five whole years that I never heard from you,” you state, finally meeting his eyes properly, which are now full of regret.

“I know,” he mutters. “After the first month or so of being here, the novelty wore off, and I regretted doing what I did. I couldn’t think of how to explain myself because I knew that it would have affected you in some way.”

“Affected me?” you question, your voice finally starting to crack. “Nikki, it broke me.”

He runs his hands through his black hair when he hears your words. “I didn’t think about that when I left.”

“Clearly,” you say somewhat sarcastically, because you would rather be angry than emotional, which makes him frown.

“Hey, you think it didn’t affect me either?” he asks, his voice starting to become defensive. “I also lost my best friend that day,” he states, pointing to himself.

You stare at him, your anger starting to bubble along with his. “And who put us in that situation?”

“I’m owning up to it alright? I’m taking responsibility.”

“You should have done that five years ago,” you tell him.

“I was 17!” he argues.

“So was I!” you yell, throwing your hand into the air. He doesn’t say anything after that, instead he just watches you. You look down and take a few breaths before speaking.

“I think we’re done here,” you say and he frowns again.

“What? No, we’re not done,” he retaliates.

“Yes,” you say, “We are.”

He doesn’t move as you walk around the counter towards him. “You need to go,” you state which causes his frustration to sky rocket.

“Hold on, I’m not the one who refused to fix this mess when we finally had the chance,” he says which makes you stop.

“So you’re saying this is my fault?”

“No, I’m saying that you need to stop holding grudges against people for things that happened in the past,” he states, his tone laced with annoyance. You cross your arms.

Is he serious?

“Excuse me?” you question, not believing what you’re hearing.

“Nothing is ever going to get fixed if you’re closed off,” he says which makes your anger boil to the surface.

“You can’t talk to me about being closed off, this is not my fault,” you state angrily, knowing he’s a very closed off person himself. “And you need to stop being such a child.”

“I’m the one who wanted to be the mature adult and sort this out,” he defends, his nostrils flaring as he clenches his jaw. “You were the one that apparently couldn’t live without me looking after you all the time.”

“I was fine on my own Nikki,” you state.

“Bullshit, you couldn’t live on your own even if you wanted to,” he says. As soon as those words leave his mouth, your final straw breaks and you see red, and he knows he shouldn’t have said it.

“Get out.”

His anger turns to regret and he puts his hands up in front of him defensively.

“Wait no, I’m sorry-“

“Get out of my fucking apartment,” you spit. He shakes his head and screws his face up slightly.

“No I didn’t mean to-“

Before he can finish, he’s stumbling backwards after you push him in the chest.

“What the fuck,” he mutters, looking at you as your chest heaves. You wait for him to walk out but he stays put, so you run at him again, but this time, he’s prepared and he grabs both your wrists.

“Get out!” you scream, your voice being overtaken by emotion. He keeps a hold of you as you start punching his chest, still yelling at him to leave and at this point, there are tears streaming down your face.

“Hey,” he says softly, but loud enough for you to hear. You ignore him and keep trying to fight. He sighs. “Hey,” he repeats. You try to ignore him but your body soon starts to give up, the adrenaline leaving your body just as quick as it came. You keep trying to throw punches at his chest but at this point, they’re just small movements that aren’t even close to making contact.

Your head drops and you finally start to sob. Nikki tilts his head to the side to try and catch a glimpse of your face while he speaks. He says your name softly but when you don’t look up, he lets go of your wrists and his hands trail up your arms to your shoulders. He squeezes them gently and you finally look up at him, your eyes red and your hair disheveled.

“This is more than you being angry at me,” he says quietly. You blink slowly as you process what he’s said. “Talk to me.”

He holds eye contact for a few seconds and when he realises you aren’t going to answer him, he sighs and pulls you to his chest. He expects you to either push him away or even just feel tense in his arms, but you don’t.

You’re just too tired to fight him anymore.

You stay like this for a while until he breaks the silence and speaks. “I’ll come back another time and we’ll talk,” he says. You take a deep breath.

“Okay.”

taglist for those who asked for a part two: @sourwolf-32 @miaanaisssss @samcaniglia

[hollywoodroses]

being a motley crue kid might include:

my first fan fiction blurb/headcanon, this is to practice my writing because I haven’t done it in a long time.

I would like to thank @unknownperson246 for inspiring me to write this. I was very nervous and wasn’t expecting to share my writing so fast

you staying up late every weekend asking your parents what life was like during motley’s rise to fame

you don’t understand motley’s hype and you think the eighties was a weird time

you identify as bi-sexual but get nervous around your parents when you are openly dating a girl

your faves include taylor swift, harry styles & jonas brothers

plot twist your most streamed artist is motley crue

asking your mum if she was a groupie and/or modelled for playboy

if your mum wasn’t a groupie for your dad you ask her what she thinks of them

plot twist, you get straight A’s in school and you are on the honour roll

you become a model to pay for university, you don’t want dad’s money

since your grades are so good you decide to go to university and become a lawyer

you open a law-firm with the other motley crue kids and call it sixx & company. your tagline is ‘we are a motley crue of a legal team’

if law-school didn’t work, you’d go to medical school especially since you knew your dad and his bandmates had a rough time with d*u*g* back in the day

you find out your crush reads vintage playboy and your mum is literally pamela anderson

your dad is tommy lee and you are best friends with heather locklear’s daughter

you get really close to the popular girl in school and find out she likes older men so you ask your dad to leave the house when she comes to visit

you keep your dad’s stage name/famous surname so people ask you so many questions especially if your dad is nikki or mick

you marry jon bon jovi’s son

note: I have a feeling the real motley crue kids are trust-fund babies and instagram models. I just saw of photo of nikki’s kids and his daughters are gorgeous. girl-crush goals.

[marvelobsessed134]

A rant about a horrible movie I just watched I stopped midway cause I couldn’t finish it it was so bad😍

So literally like 20 minutes ago I wanted to see this movie I saw on HBO Max called Rock Of Ages. The description read that it was a story about a girl falling in love with an aspiring 80s rockstar. Literally up my alley right?

Well anyways I play the movie getting excited. Paradise City plays in the intro so I’m getting hyped. The first scene is where the main character is on a bus on her way to Los Angeles. She’s flipping through her records in her small suitcase. I think everything’s fine and dandy until she starts to sing.

Now I don’t think the actress is a bad singer but I didn’t know it was gonna be a musical. I didn’t want it to be a musical as I’m not a big fan of them. Well anyways I decide to keep going because I think that maybe it will actually be good and will only have a small amount of musical sequences. Nope. She gets out the bus and starts singing AGAIN. Then it cuts to inside this rock club where these rocker boys are dancing around (not on stage btw so another musical sequence) singing Nothin’ But A Good Time by Poison and I will admit I did jam out to it.

There’s this one character who looked like a mix of Douglas Booth’s Nikki Sixx and Tommy Lee. And clearly they were trying to make him look like Nikki it was so embarrassingly obvious. Anyways I’m like “ok he’s kind of cute” then he speaks with a British accent. I have nothing against British people but it’s so random. And even if the actor is British he could’ve just faked and American accent like how every other British actor does.

So that was disappointing. Anyways the plot goes that the main character is outside the club and this rocker guy talks to her as a way to mug her. Which he gets away with. The love interest-who’s hair is way too short for a ‘rockstar’ of the 80s-takes his sweet ol time trying to help her get her suitcase but it’s too late.

He reveals he’s a bar back and wants to be a rockstar like his (fictional) idol, Stacee Jaxx (played by Tom Cruise funnily enough). Anyways she complains that all her records are gone. He manages to get her a job as a waitress at the club. It then cuts to a scene where they’re both at a record store and it’s kind of sweet how they’re bonding over records and such. Until he starts to sing. Que another musical sequence.

It then cuts to the British Nikki Sixx looking guy I mentioned earlier and the owner of the club who’s this older guy singing and dancing to a completely different song. It then cuts back to the two in the record store singing their song and so on and so forth. Then once the singing and dancing ends (by the way the main love interest picked up a guitar and doesn’t play it the whole musical scene) it cuts to the British Nikki Sixx and the club owner and they’re literally about to kiss. And of course I have no problem with gay relationships I’m literally bisexual that would be hypocritical of me. But it was just so random and weird? Like we knew nothing about these people and now they’re almost about to kiss. I don’t know.

There’s also a scene before all this about a mayor election that has nothing to do with the characters and it’s so random. Like am I supposed to care?

Anyways the almost kiss scene is when I died of cringe and turned it off. Maybe I’ll go back and watch it but I don’t know.

The movie is called Rock Of Ages btw. Came out in 2012 so I guess that might explain some things?

[fantomcomics]

What's Out This Week? 8/30

Come aboard and bring along all your hopes and dreams this Thursday to our One Piece Live Action Watch Party and Craft Event!

Ancient Enemies: First Responder #1 - Dan DiDio, Mario Guevara, & Joe Prado

Trapped inside the shattered hull of an alien spacecraft and imprisoned for over twenty years, firefighter Sonny Palmer is transformed into something greater than and less than human.   He is THE FIRST RESPONDER and dedicated his life to saving others while unable to save himself.  In this one shot, we learn his origin and set up the world-shattering climax to the ANCIENT ENEMIES series.  

Everything's Coming Up Beatrix! GN - Georgia Dunn

Join Elvis, Puck, Lupin, Tommy, Beatrix, and the whole team for spooky tales around the space heater, daring hairstyles, not-so-hilarious sweaters, an Easter egg hunt disaster, new cat foods, "Heck on the Deck!", something called a papasan, and the first ever celebration of St. Catty's Day! Tune into a ghostly broadcast when Puck makes a harrowing journey to the attic and gets in over his head.... Can Elvis and Tabitha work together to save him?

The Devil's Cut One-Shot - Mirka Andolfo, Elsa Charretier & Jock

The Devil's Cut is your introduction to DSTLRY, a new publisher redefining creator-owned comics. In the aging process, the whiskey that evaporates is called the Angel's Share. But the most potent spirits are captured in the wood-the Devil's Cut.

This is The Devil's Cut - unfiltered stories from the most fearless creators, offering a distinct taste of the quality to come. 88 oversized pages printed on premium paper, featuring a flight of high-proof work from our Founding Creators including Scott Snyder, James Tynion IV, Tula Lotay, Mirka Andolfo, Jock, Becky Cloonan, Brian Azzarello, Marc Bernardin, Elsa Charretier, Lee Garbett, Joelle Jones, Stephanie Phillips, Ram V, Jamie McKelvie, Junko Mizuno  and friends including Francesco Francavilla, Ariela Kristantina, Eduardo Risso, Christian Ward, and more. Edited by the legendary Will Dennis.

Displacement SC - Cullen Bunn, Alison Sampson & Ray Shappell

Dr. Rachel Anderson treats those who suffer from the most extreme phobias. Fear of crowds. The fear of the outdoors. The fear of death. But after a session with a violent patient goes awry and her daughter goes missing, the only way Rachel will survive the night and save her daughter is to face her own fears.

Eden II TP - Kenny Wroten

A blistering critique of digital media and a kaleidoscopic depiction of consumer culture, Eden II is both fanciful and satirical, a combination of deft cartooning and virtuosic storytelling.

In the grungy, punk-inflected world Kenny Wroten creates, a cast of disaffected young characters struggle to find their purpose in life. Faced with a dying Earth and numbingly useless jobs, protagonists Ellis and Dr. Otis Heck invent an immersive virtual reality game, Eden II. But when Heck betrays Ellis and sells the game to a mysterious corporation, the lines between fantasy and reality begin to blur. As each chapter highlights a new character in the ensemble, the game's impact grows as the world becomes consumed by fantasy.

Far South: The Great Union Score - Rodolfo Santullo, Leandro Fernandez & Matias Bergara

Whatever the hell happens in the Far South stays in Far South! Montoya's bar has seen it all. Everyone who lives in the area frequents it, and those who don't, won't take long to do so. Everyone's a regular: scoundrels, prostitutes, thieves, truckers, bandits. There's wine and grappa to last for ages. Darkness is the only color you see there. So when the Police is looking for a culprit, they know where to knock first.

The hardboiled brutal land of the Mobsters and Gauchos continues to unfold, as bestselling international author Rodolfo Santullo and THE OLD GUARD superstar artist Leandro Fernandez present a new set of blood-soaked Noir tales, a must-read for fans of gritty crime fiction.

The Great Gatsby: The Essential Graphic Novel HC - F Scott Fitzgerald & Jorge Coehlo

An all-new faithful and beautifully illustrated graphic novel adaptation of F. Scott Fitzgerald's classic novel, The Great Gatsby. Adapted by Ted Adams (The Island of Doctor Moreau) and illustrated by Jorge Coelho (Loki, Rocket Raccoon). Whether you already love the book or are experiencing it for the first time, we've got you covered. It's all here, the roaring '20s in all its glory --the decadent parties, the gangsters, the car crashes, the love triangle, and so much more. Young and old can appreciate the dedication of veteran comic creators, Adams and Coelho, as they adapt this American classic story into the classic American art form of comics. "So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."

It's Only Teenage Wasteland TP - Curt Pires, Jacoby Salcedo & Mark Dale

In the first days of the apocalypse, a group of high school boys may be the last alive in the city. When his parents go out of town for the weekend, Mexican-American high schooler Javi decides to throw a party-one that'll launch him and his buds into popularity! Or at least get them noticed by some girls. But no high school party goes off without a hitch. Javi can only watch as his friend takes a beating from the school bully, but then-BAM! The apocalypse has the worst timing. With few survivors-and even fewer sane ones-Javi and his friends will have to learn to survive together, and mend the fallout from the last party before the end of the world.

Kaptara: Universal Truths #1 (of 6) - Chip Zdarsky & Kagan McLeod

Back because YOU demanded it! Yes, you! Don't you remember? We were having drinks and you said, "Hey. Whatever happened to... was it KAPTANNA?"

CHIP ZDARSKY (PUBLIC DOMAIN, Batman) and KAGAN MCLEOD (Infinite Kung Fu, Cobra Kai) are BACK with a BRAND-NEW STORY ARC of their "beloved" "science" fiction series! Astronaut KEITH KANGA, trapped on the planet of Kaptara, is trying to find his way home, but first he needs to solve a mystery: who is stealing all the adorable CAT-TANKS? Who would DARE??? This wild and colorful series full of heart and chuckles could be yours for the low, low price of $3.99!

Kariba GN - James Clarke, Daniel Clarke & Daniel Snaddon

An African fantasy-adventure graphic novel inspired by the mythology of the Zambezi River and the history of the Kariba Dam, one of the largest dams ever constructed. Siku has always called the Zambezi River her home. But things are changing on the river-a great dam is being built-and things are changing in Siku, too, as her ability to manipulate water grows out of control, and visions of a great serpent pull her further from reality and her loving father, Tongai. When Tongai ventures to the Kariba Dam to find a cure for Siku and never returns, she sets off to find him with the help of Amedeo, the young son of Kariba's chief engineer. With the future of the Shonga resting on her shoulders, Siku must journey to the source of the river to understand the ancient power hidden within her.

The Knight Captain Is The New Princess To Be GN Vol 1 - Yakinikuteishoku

In this shojo rom-com tale, a dashing female bodyguard pretends to be engaged to her childhood friend, the prince... but is their fake betrothal really just an act to him? Christina, a.k.a. "Lady Chris," was born into a noble family and treated more or less like a boy growing up. Now a dashing young woman, Chris is not only captain of the imperial guards-she personally protects Prince Leonardo, who has been a dear friend since childhood. When his father, the king, demands he find a suitable girl to marry, Leo insists that he's already found one: Chris! Chris is shocked, but figures that Leo doesn't really love her like that; it's probably just some ploy to keep the king happy. Chris decides to play along, but as the charade goes on, she starts to wonder if maybe her princely pal has actually fallen for her!

Memoirs Of A Man In His Pajamas TP - Paco Roca

Spain's answer to Seinfeld, these observational, relatable autobio vignettes by Spanish cartoonist Paco Roca poke fun at the vexing tribulations of modern life. At 40, cartoonist Paco Roca has finally achieved his childhood dream - to spend all day at home in his pajamas! However, his blissful, loungewear-clad reverie is beset with a host of mundane problems: He dreads small talk with "the world's biggest bore," but his excuses and white lies are finally catching up with him. When a good friend breaks up, taking either side could lead to social disaster.

The simple mission to change his train ticket descends into an impossibly complicated, Kafka-esque affair. And worst of all, his partner keeps hanging the toilet paper roll the wrong way! In the vein of sitcoms like Seinfeld and Curb Your Enthusiasm, Roca's comic vignettes brilliantly satirize the pesky pitfalls of modern-day life. Like most of us, Roca's alter ego just wants to be liked and to do the right thing, but finds that through crippling indecision, cowardly behavior, and the absurd machinations of the universe, he is usually thwarted. The ensuing situations he finds himself embroiled in are as hilarious as they are often painfully relatable.

Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers 30th Anniversary Special - Ryan Parrott, Hendry Prasetya & Dan Mora

A landmark celebratory special featuring 5 brand new stories paying homage to the legacy of Rangers with stories by Ryan Parrott (Rogue Sun), Mat Groom (Inferno Girl Red), the original Mighty Morphin Pink Ranger Amy Jo Johnson and Matt Hotson (Titans), and young adult author Maria Ingrande Mora (Fragile Remedy), along with current Mighty Morphin Power Rangers superstar scribe Melissa Flores!

Joining the celebration are returning fan-favorite Power Rangers artists including Hendry Prasteya, Eleonora Carlini, and Marco Renna!

Between a spotlight on Ernie in Angel Grove, Alpha 5's struggle to find his true purpose, a mind-bending "What If?" story about Tommy's powers which introduces an all-new alternate universe, an additional tale about his marriage to Kat, and a deeper look at the Ranger Academy, this anniversary issue is truly packed full of content worthy of the 30-year legacy.

Along with 40 pages of brand new morphinominal material, celebrate 30 years of Power Rangers with an additional 24 pages of classic material that fans new and old will be delighted to experience!

The Plot Holes #1 (of 5) - Sean Gordon Murphy

THE PLOT HOLES are a squad of fictional warriors who transport themselves into the pages of other books, using their unique skills to save the plots in order to stop them from being destroyed. And Cliff is their newest recruit, a comic creator who's just realized his world isn't real-in fact, it's a complete fiction that literally exists inside a novel. The other members are misfits like him, pulled from unpublished books that couldn't be saved: a manga samurai, a barbarian tiger, a kid from a comic strip, and a vampire assassin. Outclassed by the other members, Cliff sets out to prove his worth to The Plot Holes as they fight to save as many books as possible.

Punch Up GN Vol 1 - Zachary Sterling

Young orphan Pitch is an aspiring tournament fighter who has big dreams of traveling to the city and competing in the Wide Plains Fighting Tournament. He also harbors a secret wish-to be trained by aging tournament fighter Sonny Chan. Can Pitch make it in a big city filled with unsavory types that want to do him harm? And is Emperor Jayson, host of the fighting tournament, one of those people? Will Sonny decide to act decent . . . for once? Find out in this exciting blast of battle energy!

Star Wars The High Republic Adventures: The Complete Phase I GN - Daniel Jose Older & Harvey Tolibas

"For light and life!" Set hundreds of years before the Skywalker Saga, Star Wars: The High Republic Adventures chronicles a time of galactic renaissance when the Jedi are at the height of their power and the Republic is experiencing unparalleled peace... until a mysterious force known as the Nihil, threatens to cast its shadow over all the free worlds of the galaxy!

Follow the adventures of Lula, Farzala, and Qort, untested Jedi Padawans, with their Masters, Torban Buck and Yoda, on their first mission to rescue the inhabitants of the planet Symant IV in the wake of a deadly Nihil attack. But the Nihil are not the only opposition they will face. Many of the planet's citizens resent and fear the Jedi, and two of those citizens will have to decide whether to go against all they believe and trust the Jedi lest they fall prey the Nihil's evil plans. Perfect for readers of all ages, The Complete Phase I collects the entire Star Wars: The High Republic Adventures (Phase I) series, with 6 never before collected issues, a new epilogue story, and of course, fan-favorite, The Galactic Bake-Off Spectactular one-shot!

The Witch's Marriage GN Vol 1 - studio HEADLINE

Opening the Door of Truth is the ultimate goal for many a witch. Gathering enough power to do so is no easy feat however, and a popular method is entering into a "Witches' Marriage," a contractual bond that generates more power the closer they grow. Melissa is one such witch-but is her heart truly immune to the adorable Tanya as she claims?

Whatcha scooping up to close out August, Fantom Fam?

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En 2019 a eu lieu la grande première du film Once Upon a Time in Hollywood de Quentin Tarantino, dans lequel Brad Pitt incarnait le personnage principal - la doublure de la star western hollywoodienne interprétée par Leonardo DiCaprio

Le drame a été chaleureusement accueilli par les téléspectateurs et les critiques, et le rôle a rapporté à l'interprète 10 millions de dollars. En août a débuté la projection du thriller de science-fiction « Aux étoiles », dans lequel l'artiste apparaît également au premier plan.  Sa co-star était Tommy Lee Jones.

La bonne nouvelle concernant Pitt était de recevoir son premier Oscar d'acteur, puisque l'Académie a reconnu son travail dans le film Once Upon a Time in Hollywood en février 2020.  Auparavant, il avait reçu un Golden Globe pour le même rôle.  Dans un bref discours de gratitude, Brad a remercié le réalisateur du film, Quentin Tarantino, soulignant que sans lui, le cinéma moderne serait complètement différent.

En avril 2021, Pitt a été invité à animer la 93e cérémonie des Oscars en compagnie de Zendaya.

Après le film Once Upon a Time in Hollywood, l'acteur a connu une longue pause dans sa carrière cinématographique.  Enfin, les fans ont découvert le nouveau rôle principal de l'idole dans le film d'action "Faster than a Bullet", basé sur le roman de l'écrivain japonais "Maria Beatle".  Le projet a été dirigé par David Leitch, créateur de superproductions telles que John Wick et Deadpool 2.  Il est curieux qu'au début de sa carrière, Litch ait travaillé comme cascadeur et remplacé Pitt 5 fois.