#vince neil my babygirl

[angelbambisworld]

Of course Vince doesn’t look like he did 40 or 30 years ago but I’m sure he’s still a freak in those sheets and make you pass out in bed

I sure hope so. Maybe one day I'll get to find out for myself 🥲

[angelbambisworld]

Thank you. I too will be doing scientific research.

All the ladies who hate Vince Neil are the ones who haven’t fucked him yet.

[vincess-princess]

we, the psychos

ch. 5

Word count: 2724 Warnings: violence A/N: i really am spoiling you with all those updates. gene simmons fans, i'm sorry, i needed a bad guy

Vince was suffocating.

Water in his lungs, water in his eyes, water in his nose. He couldn’t see, he couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t even scream – no sound came out, only bubbling. The coldness burned his skin; he grasped the handles of the chair, but couldn’t feel its wooden texture. And it went on, and on, and on, and the world was just cold and water-

And then it ended. The water trickled down his body and pooled at his feet. Vince opened his eyes, but still couldn’t see anything and for a second panicked. Then he realised it was just his hair covering his eyes. He shook his head to get it out of sight.

His eyes were hurting as they do after you open them underwater, and his vision hadn’t returned to him completely, so he could only see a figure in white coming up to him. But the voice was unmistakable.

“Well, Wharton,” nurse Simmons said, “enjoyed the shower?”

“Screw you,” Vince coughed out.

“Well, you’re the only one screwed here,” nurse Simmons responded cheerily. “You might want to be more polite if you don’t want another shower. And you don’t, do you?”

Vince didn’t answer. Nurse Simmons came close to him and squatted down in front of him so that their faces were on the same level. He smiled. It was all fun and games to him.

“Well?”

“Yes,” Vince croaked. He wanted to spit in Simmons’s face so bad, but that would not help his situation.

“That’s a good boy. Now, I’ll untie you, and don’t you try to pull anything.” Simmons unfastened the belts first on Vince’s legs, then on his wrists.

Vince stood up, stretched his shoulders. And when nurse Simmons turned his back on him to fetch a towel, Vince launched at him.

He jumped on nurse Simmons’ back and clasped his arms around his neck. Simmons staggered back and clutched at Vince’s arms, but Vince clung to him like a tick. Simmons was like a head taller than him and twice as wide in the shoulders, so direct assault would have Vince on the ground the very next moment. This �� this gave him a chance. Not to kill Simmons, no. That would be too much. To cause him at least a sliver of the pain and discomfort he just caused Vince.

“Let go,” Simmons croaked. He tried to poke at Vince’s eye with one hand, but missed. Vince bit his finger, and Simmons yelped in pain. “I’ll fucking kill you!”

Vince’s arms began to hurt, so he enclasped Simmons’ body with his legs to give himself some propping. Simmons finally realised trying to reach the parasite on his back was useless and backed into the wall with all the speed he was capable of.

Vince hit the wall with his back so hard all the air went out of his lungs. His grip weakened, and Simmons managed to shove his hand in between his arms. Now that he could breathe again, Simmons began slamming his back into the wall until Vince released his grip and slid to the floor.

Simmons began kicking him in the ribs vehemently, shouting curses along with it. Vince covered his head and lay onto the floor in the pose of an embryo – that minimized the damage to vital organs. And now just to wait, just to endure until Simmons runs out of steam. Blows rained down his back and legs, some even came at the arms covering his face – the nurses usually tried not to hit in the face, but Simmons must have got too carried away.

In a distance, as though through fog, Vince heard another voice – a different nurse. Wonder if he stops Simmons or joins him?..

Then blows stopped.

Stradlin stood over Vince, looking at him with his typical indifference. Nothing ever touched him. Vince wished he could go through life like that – with a glass shield separating him and the world, so that he could see everything but not care about it. Stradlin never got angry, even when a patient was smearing shit all over his face, and barely ever smiled.

But at least he stopped Simmons.

“What’s that again?” he asked Simmons tiredly.

“The motherfucker tried to choke me!” Simmons said, rubbing his neck.

“Why’d you do that?” Stradling now said to Vince, not a change in his tone.

Vince moved his arms away from his face. The back of his palm was bleeding from Simmons’s sharp heel. He licked the blood off and smiled.

“He’s a dick.”

”And what do we do with him now?” Stradlin asked Simmons, losing interest to Vince.

“I’ll go ask Dr. Duren. I don’t even know what else can be done.” Simmons spit on the floor. “Would you mind watching him while I am away?”

“Alright.”

Simmons sent Vince the last hateful look and left. Stradlin picked up the towel that Simmons dropped when Vince attacked him and threw it at Vince.

“Wipe yourself up and dress.”

***

The man Duff delegated Tommy too surely was… peculiar. Long black hair that almost reached his waist that was unusually well-kept for a psycho streamed down his shoulders. Clear blue eyes looked at the world with wariness so old it was almost ingrained in them. His hospital robe was well-worn but clean, without a single wrinkle. This man hardly looked insane, and at first Tommy even doubted Duff told him the truth: how can be this man a patient? But then he looked at his fingers, and they were covered in wounds and scabs; the man kept picking at them absent-mindedly even as he and Duff spoke. Blood was under one of his nails. The man seemed not to notice.

“Bob, this is Tommy Lee. He just arrived to our asylum, so make sure his first impression is good!” Duff said with a smile. “Tommy, this is Bob Deal. He’s one of the oldies. Knows everything around here. He’ll show you around.”

“Hello,” Tommy said carefully to the man, hesitating whether he should offer him his hand. Then he decided to go for it – and the man looked at it like it was smeared with crap.

“Bob doesn’t shake hands,” Duff said apologetically. “He’s very… hygienic. Our laundresses’ favorite patient!”

“Ah, alright.” Well, what else could I expect.

“People used to show their hands to each other to prove they had no weapons. This is where hand-shaking comes from. You both can agree this is not needed in our situation,” the man spoke with a low, slightly hoarse voice. He must be a smoker. Were cigarettes allowed here?

“Well, you know, with some patients you wish they got in the habit of showing you their hands,” Duff laughed. “Not needed with you two, though, that’s true. Alright, I’ll be on my way. Please be back in twenty minutes, gents, or I’ll get into a big trouble. And keep out of nurse Simmons’ sight!”

“Don’t worry, boss,” Bob Deal said, made Tommy a lazy gesture to follow him and turned around. They went up the pathway circling the asylum.

“Hey, Bob. What’s so bad about nurse Simmons?” Tommy asked. Bob kept silent so long Tommy thought he was ignoring him. What did he do to earn such unfriendliness?

Then he stopped and turned to Tommy. “Two things,” he said. “First: don’t call me Bob. My name is Mick Mars. Nurses mustn’t know.”

“Mick Mars?” The name was more fit for a practicing performer than for a psych patient. Though… these were not too far apart. People of the arts were all a bit cooky. “Alright… And why nurses mustn’t know?”

“They will tell them.” Mick highlighted the last word with his voice. He looked at Tommy with grave seriousness. To laugh now would be to lose his favor for good.

“Oh. Them. Alright. And who are they?”

Mick didn’t answer, just put his finger to his mouth.

Well, if that was the asylum’s most reasonable fellow, Tommy feared to imagine what their worst case looked like. The blonde guy from the canteen? Or something worse?

They stood in silence until Tommy lost his patience.

“What’s the second thing?”

“Oh, yeah.” Mick’s tone switched to lazy casual so suddenly it gave Tommy a whiplash. “Nurse Simmons. Right. Well, he’s very good friends with Dr. Duren. And he tells him about everything he sees. And he usually sees things that we’d rather Dr. Duren didn’t know about.”

“A snitch,” Tommy concluded.

“You could say that.” Mick turned around and continued his path. He was surprisingly fast for a short man that he was - his head barely reached Tommy’s shoulder.

They went up the path and reached the asylum building.

“Alright. This,” Mick waved vaguely in the air, “is out beloved Feelgood Asylum. You feelin’ good here already?”

Tommy snorted. Mick clearly liked that.

“Our beloved asylum contains about seventy patients, give or take. About twenty nurses and then the director, Dr. Duren. He’s the one who’s gonna diagnose you and prescribe you stuff and all. Sometimes he requests help from other doctors when the case is tough, but usually he does it all himself.”

“And what kind of case is so tough Dr. Duren can’t crack it?” Tommy’s father spoke of him with much respect, even reverence. Dr. Duren also treated Tommy’s uncle, and, as far as he knew, successfully. Tommy never met him, but father said he was living peacefully in the Yorkshire countryside. If your treatment goes well, you can join him there, father used to say. That was before Tommy’s psychosis revealed itself, though.

“I think you’ve already met him,” Mick said, looking pointedly at Tommy’s cheek. Tommy couldn’t help but touch the bruise the blonde guy left him. It hurt a bit, and the cheekbone began to swell, but overall Tommy felt pretty good about the fight. He didn’t back off and stood up to himself.

“You saw the fight too?”

“No. But everyone had heard about that already. You did the right thing. Wharton had it coming.”

“He really is… something else.” Tommy recalled the inhuman shriek and shuddered. “Is he always like that?”

“Usually not. But he’s had a bad spell for a couple weeks. Spent almost all of them in a padded cell. Guess that makes a person a little bit… mad.”

Tommy snorted again. Well, at least this old man was fun.

“And what was the consensus on him?”

“I don’t know, but if I were those doctors, I’d say: pour more cold water on the bastard. He surely needs to cool down.” Mick started walking again, and Tommy followed him. “The problem is, he hurts other inmates. Some complain of sexual assault. Some… well, don’t react well to his antics. My advice is: keep away.”

“Alright,” Tommy said. What he saw and heard of Wharton convinced him this was rather sound advice. He only wished Wharton would also keep away from him. For some reason, Tommy doubted it. People like him tended to be pretty vindictive.

“Now, the asylum itself is Building A. Nurses live there – in Building B.” Mick waved at a smaller building a little bit farther away. It was connected with the asylum by a corridor. “We’re pretty far in the countryside, and they can’t commute here from London every day.”

“Looks much newer than the asylum.”

“Because it is. When asylum housed less people, nurses lived in the same building, just in a different wing. Good times those were. Peaceful.”

“You were there already?” Tommy stared at Mick. He didn’t look that old – in his forties, maybe. How long had he spent in the asylum?

“You heard Michael – I’m one of the oldies,” Mick huffed. He looked clearly displeased, and Tommy decided to drop the topic.

“And then the world went crazy, and people went crazy, and the asylum had to take in more and more patients. And now we’re all cramped in here, two, three in a ward�� I heard you’ve got it rather fancy?”

“What, the ward?” Tommy clarified. “Fancy” was the last word he could come up with to describe it. But other patients probably didn’t have even that. “Well… the curtains are full of holes and the carpet needs washing, and I’m pretty sure someone bled on my mattress, but otherwise yeah, you could say it’s fancy.”

“Oh-oh, look at him, he’s got holes in his curtains!” Mick teased. “Spoiled little brat, you are. Why aren’t you wearing a robe like us peasants, anyway?”

“Du- Michael said there’s none in my size.”

“Well,” Mick looked him over critically, “your size is probably hard to match, that’s true. But don’t you worry – they’ll dress you up like the rest of us.”

“Oh no,” Tommy moaned. “These look just horrible.”

“You’re in an asylum,” Mick reminded sternly. ”It’s not a beauty pageant.”

“Maybe that’s why you all are crazy here,” Tommy grumbled. “Humans need beauty to live.”

“Humans need food, water and air to live. Everything else is secondary.” Mick waved his hand and headed up the path.

“Now, that’s the laundromat and that’s the kitchen. You might be assigned laundry or kitchen duty some time – if you’re normal around knives, of course.”

At home Tommy was forbidden from going to the kitchen after a maid discovered four knives under his pillow and two in the pockets of his coat. He decided not to tell Mick that, but the old man with his piercing gaze probably saw something anyway.

“So do the patients do all the work around here?”

“Well, not all. There are cooks and laundresses and cleaners. But there are too few of them to service all the patients, so yeah – we have to help ourselves.”

“And why don’t just hire more people?”

Mick stopped dead in his tracks, looked at Tommy, saw he was serious and erupted into laughter.

“Oh, sweet innocence! You do know that services cost money, right?”

“Of course,” Tommy pouted, crossing his arms on his chest in a defensive gesture. “It’s just… doesn’t the asylum have sponsors?”

“Sure it does. But sponsors are also not bottomless moneybags. And they, unlike patients, haven’t doubled in numbers in recent decades.”

“Oh.” Tommy’s father was one of the sponsors, and he never mentioned the asylum was underfunded. And Tommy’s father had no problem with money. Couldn’t he invest even a little in the place he sent his son to?

“Yeah. So that’s why we have to work. Dr. Duren says, of course, that labor humanizes and ennobles, but we all know that’s just an excuse.”

Tommy imagined himself mopping a bathroom floor and shuddered. Working like a servant, getting all sweaty and dirty, fumbling with psychos’ dirty underwear or washing the dishes – horrible, horrible! Maybe his privileged status would also absolve him of all this labor? He was already noble enough.

Duff would probably tell him to get off his high horse, and as much as Tommy liked him, that attitude irritated him. They all may be psychos here, but even among psychos there is variation. He needed to ask Dr. Duren about it. He was friends with Tommy’s father, surely he would cut Tommy some slack?

“And you sure need to learn what real labor is like. You look like you haven’t washed a dish in your life,” Mick added ruthlessly.

Well, he was not wrong. Tommy was used to considering that a reason for pride, but somehow the only thing he now felt was shame. And then – anger. How dares this lunatic shame him?

He just opened his mouth to express his resentment when Mick frowned, staring at the nurses’ dormitory, and then quietly cursed.

“Damn it. Nurse Simmons! He can’t see us!”

Tommy followed the path of his gaze and saw the nurse from the canteen. Even at this distance he instilled some primal fear in Tommy. Especially now, when he was walking in big strides, his hands were clenched into fists, and his coat half-soaked in water.

Mick dashed to the nearest tree and hid behind the trunk. From there he gestured to Tommy to hide behind another tree, which he did.

They watched the nurse enter the building, and even from their spots could hear the bang he slammed the door with.

“Hm. Someone got him real mad.” Mick scratched his stubbly chin. “We better go back to other patients.”

[groovium]

i love big brown eyes i love doe eyes i love dark dark eyes pls pls pls

[the-hottest-band-tournament]

Round Six of The Hottest 80s Band Tournament

Mötley Crüe 

Defeated opponents: Cybotron, The Beach Boys, XTC, The Clash, Joan Jett and the Blackhearts

Formed in: 1981

Genres: hard rock, metal rock, Glam metal, heavy metal

Lineup: Vince Neil- vocals 

Mick Mars- guitar

Nikki Sixx- bass

Tommy Lee- drums 

Albums from the 80s: 

Too Fast for Love (1981)

Shout at the Devil (1983)

Theatre of Pain (1985)

Girls, Girls, Girls (1987)

Dr. Feelgood (1989)

Propaganda: the all black, the messy hair, the sloppy makeup, the good makeup, the skimpy clothes, the high heels, the fingerless gloves, I could fix him (I absolutely could not), MORE HAIR. I love these trashy goth bitches

Guns N’Roses 

Defeated opponents: ZZ Top, Pantera, A-Ha, The Go Go’s, Fleetwood Mac

Formed in: 1985

Genres: Hard rock 

Lineup: Axl Rose- vocals 

Slash- lead guitar

Izzy Stradlin- rhythmic guitar

Duff McKagan- bass

Steven Adler- drums 

Albums from the 80s: 

Appetite for destruction (1987)

G N’ R Lies (1988)

Propaganda: “The sluttiest a man can do is be in the Guns’N Roses’s original lineup” 

“Watch this video and tell me slash doesn't have pretty boy babygirl swag”

“Whoo! Time for more Guns N’ Roses propaganda (and by that I mean an excuse to gush about Steven Adler, one of my favorite drummers/people ever)

First off, look at him. This is, and so cannot stress this enough, one of the cutest people I’ve ever seen. Ever. Look at him! (And also, he’s a drummer so he’s fun-size - he is 5’7 at most and at least some of you reading could pick him up)

And he’s one of the greatest and most fun drummers to ever live. I’ve heard maybe 3 other drummers who are as fun to listen to and who have as good of a feel for matching the actual emotion of a song (harder to explain with drumming, but even though they’re both love songs, wouldn’t do the same solos for Patience and Sweet Child o Mine - it’s the same deal here). The demo for Back Off Bitch runs laps around the full version and half of that is because of him.

Izzy Stradlin himself has said that he gave early Guns N’ Roses their feel and that things got weird and “nothing worked” without him (I swear to god that’s a direct quote). You know how hard it is to get a guitarist or singer to recognize and actually admit that? And he’s never made a bad song or sounded boring, and that’s really rare for 80s-era hard rock drummers. Even Tommy Lee’s had his weird songs and I can’t say the same here.

And some bonus propaganda before I write another five paragraphs”

Visual propaganda for Mötley Crüe:

Visual propaganda for Guns N’Roses:

[marvelobsessed134]

Oh i just had this idea and i'm explaining it because i'm sure if you're writing something that thing has to be perfect. (you're my favorite author on tumblr, your posts are so since). Y/n and vince have been dating for like a month and Vince wants to introduce her to skay. First skaylar is like 'I already have a mom, i don't need another one' but at the end of the day she falls asleep softly in y/n's arms(maybe vince joins them).. can you write someting like this?? :<

It’s the little moments

Requested: yes, by anon

Pairings: Vince Neil x Fem!reader

Warnings: None

A/n: Thank you so much for the compliment I’m so glad you enjoy my writing!

Summary: You meet Vince’s daughter for the first time

“Are you sure we should be doing this?” You asked Vince weary. You’ve never dated someone who had a kid before, therefore, have never met your boyfriends kid.

“It’s going to be okay, I promise. Now come on, Sharise is expecting me to come pick her up.” He responded. He was so sure of this. However you couldn’t shake the feeling in your stomach. You knew that have his daughter didn’t like you then it’d be over for you two.

Once you arrived at his ex wife’s house, you stayed in the car while he walked to the front door to get his little girl. Your heart melted as you watched him carry her. She was so cute and the way that he, this big tough rockstar was handling her was the cutest.

He put her in her car seat. You turned around to smile back at her. She just kind of gave you a look. One of being unsure.

Vince happily got in the front seat and started the car again, “Okay, how does ice cream sound?”

“Yayy!” Skylar cheered.

You smiled, “That’d be great, babe.”

Once the three of you arrived at the ice cream shop, you immediately went to the front counter to order. Once you got your ice cream, you all sat down by the window.

“So, Sky, this is Y/n. My girlfriend.” He explained slowly so that she’d understand.

“Girlfriend?” She asked.

Vince hummed in response.

She didn’t respond after that. You let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding as you mindlessly messed with your ice cream with the spoon.

After a rather less than eventful day out, Vince took her home with you guys. Mainly because he needed to ask what was wrong, since she’d been so quiet.

“Skylar, honey, can you tell me what’s wrong?” He asked gently, sitting on the couch next to her. You distanced yourself, not wanting to intrude.

“Y/n.” She said and you understood, because the poor girl must be heartbroken to see her parents split and then her dad to be with another woman? Yeah, that’d make you sad too.

“What about Y/n?” He asked.

“I already have a mom! I don’t need another one!” She cried. Your heart sank.

The blonde hugged her in his arms, gently soothing her.

Later that night you couldn’t sleep, and heard noise from Skylars room. You got up and walked to the door, and pressed your ear against it. You heard cries. And motherly instincts you didn’t even know you had kicked in. You opened the door to see the girl in her little bed, crying. You immediately sat down and pulled her onto your lap.

“Hey, what’s wrong, babygirl?” You asked softly.

“T-the monster! It was gonna eat me!” She cried.

“Oh honey, did you have a bad dream? It’s okay, it’s just a dream, it’s not real. And it’s over now right?” You cooed, stroking her hair. She buried her face into the crook of your neck and you held her tightly.

After she calmed down, you tucked her back in and absentmindedly placed a kiss on her head. As soon as you started to leave she said, “Y/n…stay?” Two little words had you rushing to her side in an instant.

“Of course honey.” You crawled into bed with her, however much the little toddler sized bed would let you, and hugged her to your chest.

Vince woke up to use the bathroom and came back realizing you were gone. He furrowed his brows, his heart rate picking up. Had you left because you didn’t feel welcome anymore? However it was you’re guys’ shared home and he knew you wouldn’t up and leave without warning. He walked down the hall and saw that his daughters door was open, he walked in to see you cuddling with Skylar.

His heart melted. He turned around, went back to his room and grabbed a pillow and some blankets before walking back and setting himself up on the floor. You hand was hanging from the bed, so he gently grabbed it. He sighed soundly and slowly closed his eyes. Having his two favorite girls right there with him.

[straightouttasantacarla]

Vince Neil x reader bdsm smut

A/N: this was requested by @backstagequeenz . I have had this sitting in my drafts for so long. I finally made the decision to post this so I hope you enjoy. This is my first time writing a smut like this so just a warning if it sucks

Warnings: BDSM relationship Sub! Vince Neil Dominant! Reader. whips bondage knife play wax play name calling overall filthy smut

Reader pronouns: she/ her

summary: Vince gets home from a long tour. While on tour he was a bad boy so reader punishes him

Readers pov

I was at home laying in bed waiting for my boyfriend Vince to get home. See today is the day Vince and the boys are supposed to be home from tour. I wanted to go with but they decided it was best if I stayed back here at home.*time skip*Its been about an hour now and I start getting bored. Every room in the house is clean , I've listened to every record on the shelf , I've read almost all the books in this house, what more is there for me to do I wonder.Suddenly an idea pops into my head. What if I surprise Vince with a bondage set up? I quickly run upstairs to our shared room and pull out our box of toys and all things sexual. I place the cuffs right where I want them on the bed frame and pull out a blind fold , a whip , some wax to melt , and a knife. After setting everything up I put on Vince's favorite black and red lingerie set knowing that will get him going. I pair the outfit with some cute black heels and curl my hair before teasing it up. I lay on the bed and wait for the arrival of Vince. *yet another time skip* I start drifting off to sleep until I hear a loud knocking on the front door. That's gotta be Vince. The front door opens and I stay put on my place on the bed. Tonight is gonna be amazing.

Vince's pov

I just got home from a long ass tour and I'm so excited to see Y/N. "See ya man! ",Tommy shouts out the passenger window. "See ya fuckers later". I shout back waving and then turning to the driveway of my shared house. I walk up the driveway to the porch and knock. I didn't think my knocking was loud enough so I began knocking louder. Surely Y/N is home. Her car is parked out front, she's gotta be here. I unlock the front door and step inside. "Y/N? You home? Babygirl?" No response. I start to get a bit worried. I set my bags down and walk upstairs to our bedroom to see the light on and the door slightly open. "Y/N?" I question. " In here Vincent", her sexy voice calls out to me. I push the door open to see her laid on the bed in a sexy red and black lingerie set and some black heels. Tonight is gonna be amazing

Readers pov

Vince opens the door and gives me the reaction I was hoping. His mouth is wide open and his eyes are huge. "surprise baby". He looks at me and slowly walks to the bed"surprise baby indeed. What's all this for?" I smile and crawl towards him "I wanted to punish you. You've were a bad boy when you were gone weren't you?" "Y-yes kitten" Vince stutters out. "Tsk tsk. What I think you should do is strip and lay on the bed for me. Can you be a good boy for me and do that?" Vince nods. "Words" "Yes Kitten". Vince does as told and I cuff his hands to the bed. "Now , tell me. Who did you fuck on tour?" Vince looks at me "I had a threesome with these two hot chicks in Las Vegas. Man they were good. Oh and me Nikki and Tommy all took turns fucking this one girl after a show." I shake my head. "You've been a bad bad boy Vince. I think you need to be punished." Vince looks up at me. "What are you gonna do kitten? Are you gonna whip me , maybe run a blade down my body? Oh you could drip some hot wax on me." I giggle. "Be patient and you'll see". I walk over to our box of "special" items and pull out a whip as well as a candle and knife. "Don't make any moves while I punish you. Understand?" "Yes ma'am" Vince answers."good boy". I climb on top of Vince and straddle his waist slowly dragging a knife down his body. I begin rocking back and forth grinding on him. "Mhmm mommy that feels so good." I drag the knife across his chest."Shh baby. No talking. Just let me make you feel good" "yes kitten" Vince responds. I continue my actions until I think he's had enough. "Mmm you took that so well for me baby. I think you deserve a reward don't you Vince?" "Yes ma'am. please reward me. I was so good for you please." Vince was pretty well behaved for me so I thought "fuck it". I pull his boxers down making his dick spring up hitting his stomach. "How bad do you want me baby?" I question. "So bad kitten. I need you to please me." I reach down grabbing his cock in my hand as I take him into my mouth. I start to bob my head up and down on him making him let out pornographic moans. " Oh fuck babe. Oh yeah. This feels s'good. So fucking good." Vince starts tugging on the restraints as I continue my actions. " You wanna cum baby boy hmm?" " Yes , yes please let me cum." I take him deep into my throat while I squeeze his balls "then cum." I order. Vince let’s out a loud moan while throwing his head back and releasing down my throat. I swallow all of his cum and open my mouth sticking out my tongue to show him I swallowed it all. “ fuck kitten. You wore me out. How bout you untie me and we cuddle while we watch something yeah?” I nod my head while taking off Vince’s restraints. After we get dressed and clean up we turn on the tv and lie down to cuddle. “ I love you Vince.” “ I love you too y/n”

A/n I hope the story was enjoyable. If there’s anything I can improve on let me know and if there’s any requests always feel free to send them my way

[babyxpshyco]

Vince Neil fluff

Warnings: drugs,Sexual references,over protective,Abuse,Suicidal thoughts,language 18+

Luna get your ass down here! I heard my mom call from downstairs what the hell did I do now? I asked myself before going downstairs to see what I was being yelled at for.WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WARING YOU SLUT?! She yelled I am not a slut your just an asshole and your the slut you have boys over here every night and all I hear is “DADDY HARDER OH MY GOD YOUR SO BIG UHH FUCK ME HARDER DADDY!” That’s all I hear every night with your stupid boyfriends and you think you can just bring other men into my life that I don’t want I yell at her.ATLEAST I HAVE A SEX LIFE YOU HAVEN’T FUCKED ANYONE YET! She yelled.Yeah that’s because I don’t want to get pregnant by another man even if they are hot idc they are just my friends and even if I did fuck one of them why would that concern you I am 17 years old I can make my own god damn choices I am going to go see Motley Crue in concert.Luna Alen ghostess they are devil worshipers.ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID NO THEY ARE NOT YOU IGNORINT BITCH! I yelled back at her.Oh your a fucking slut she slapped me so hard I started crying.Goodbye mother I slammed the door.

-at the concert

Hi I am here to see Motley Crue I told the security Gaurd okay come on in.once I got in there I saw the hottest man in the world Vince Neil singing I was in the front row watching I held my hand out hoping he would grab it he was in the middle of home sweet home he brought my face close to his and we where singing when he whispered meet me back stage baby.I started blushing.

-after the show

I was on my way to go to Vince’s dressing room I knocked on the door and saw him standing there god he was sexy I thought to myself.Hey babygirl you where the one at the show right? He asked Yeah I said What are you doing here alone where anyone could grab you and fuck you? He asked I just wanted to see you guys I got tickets last month I waited so long for this.I started tearing up.What’s wrong baby he asked me My moms gonna literally kill me if I don’t get back home she’ll hit me worse then she already dose maybe even worse I said with a shaky voice.Oh the fuck she is once I get there I am gonna kill that bitch! Vince no I don’t want you to get hurt. I said.Baby I will be fine what’s your name? He asked.Luna I told him.Pretty name for a pretty girl like you.he said thanks Vince.Now let’s go to your moms to pack your stuff and if she touches you she’s dead okay Luna? Okay

-back home

There you are you Fucking slut Oh and who’s this she asked me.That’s none of your concern I told her oh really that’s none of my concern she hit me and I ran upstairs to pack my stuff while Vince beat the living shit out of her.Once I got all of it packed I took it to his car and I heard him yelling. FUCKING TOUCH HER AGAIN I FUCKING DARE YOU.YOU IGNORINT FUCK! Once he said that we both went out of the house.You okay baby did she hurt you at all he asked me.Not really just a couple bruises from before and I couple scars from when she cut me.SHE DID WHAT?! I am sorry baby but she cut you why would she do that is she crazy?! He yelled pretty much yeah. I am glad I saved you when I did you must have been scared for your life He told me In a sincere voice. Yeah me too thank you for saving me but where am I going to stay there is no room in the motley house for me all the rooms are probably taken up so where am I going to sleep? I asked him. We have an extra room calm down babe there is nothing to worry about your safe the guys are going to love you! He told me. Okay I won’t over think it I told him god I hate myself right now.

-at the house

Guys look who I brought Vince yelled to the rest of Motley Crue. I saw Tommy and immediately cried and ran to him. Hi dad I said in a shaky voice. Luna bug what are you doing here why aren’t you with your mom is everything okay? He asked. No I said mom was abusing me so when you guys where at a concert playing a show Vince saw me crying and asked what was wrong after the concert so he took me home beat the shit out of mom and brought me here so now I am with my dad I told him everything that happened with my mom. oh my god Lunabug I am so sorry that she did all that shit to you. Tomorrow I am taking this to court and I will get full custody over you I won’t let her hurt you anymore and Vince you better not Break her or I will break you got it! Yeah Tom you can trust me but wait hold the fuck up she’s your daughter! I am fucking confused? Vince said Mick ran over to me and hugged me How have you been bro I missed you! I missed you to lulubeans. I heard what happened with mom are you okay how are you holding up? I am okay just the memories still haunt me that’s all. Yeah it’s gonna hurt for alittle bit but it will all get better your with the best family ever we got your back! Thanks mick! This is why I love and appreciate you so fucking much! Is that a lewnah I hear Nikki came running over to me. It’s been awhile how’s stuff going I heard what happened with your mom how are you holding up we have been friends for a long ass time now tell me what the fuck is going on! He yelled. so basically what’s happening is Vince got me from my moms house because she was abusing me and her boyfriends where sexually harassing me so Vince saved me beat the shit out of my mom and we left. That’s good atleast your away from her now she can’t hurt you anymore so is Tommy taking full custody over you or what’s happening fill me in. Yes he is gonna he my official dad and you guys are all gonna be my brothers well except for Vince cause he’s my boyfriend so uh that would be strange I am glad to be back with my real family! We are glad to have you!

I will be posting a part 2 to this story but enjoy this one!

[xx-sikki-nixx-xx]

Rumours Tommy Lee

Warnings: smut, drugs, alcohol

Not requested but inspired by something @eatmyshiftsticky told me 

I look down at the headline of the newspaper I’m reading then I look up at the tall boy sitting at the other end of the tour bus sleeping, down at the paper again, then up at Tommy again. I nudge Vince who’s sitting next to me shuffling a deck of cards and he looks at me annoyedly, I move the newspaper strategically so that he can see what I’m reading but no one else on the bus can he looks at the bold headline that reads “rumour has it Mötley Crüe drummer Tommy Lee has an astounding 10 inches under those leather pants” Vince’s face can only be described as one of shock as we both look back up at the still soundly sleeping drummer “that can’t be true can it?” I whisper to the blonde haired boy sitting next to me “there's only one way to find out” he grins his most mischievous grin “what the hell is that supposed to mean Neil?” I say confused with his proposition “you have to find out if you know what I mean” he winks and I elbow him in the ribs “no way, absolutely not Tommy and I are just friends” I whisper yell “well I can’t find out and if you really wanna know you have to do it” he smirks and I think for a second “fine… but only because I need to know” Mick raises his head from the seat across from us “what are you two idiots planning?” he questions obviously having heard at least some of our plan “oh no you two are not planning something” Doc sighs standing up and walking towards us, I sit on the newspaper quickly “give me that newspaper (y/n)” Doc warns putting his hand out “NO YOU’LL NEVER CATCH ME ALIVE” I scream running through the bus before being tackled by Nikki “Vince catch” I yell throwing the newspaper towards him, he catches it, runs to the bathroom and soaks it in the sink before walking back into the main part of the bus and high fiving me “what the hell was that all about” a now awake but groggy Tommy chuckles “Nothing” Vince and I quickly say in unison “I’m gonna find out what you two are planning if it’s the last thing I do” Doc says in a low threatening tone but Vince and I just smile innocently and return to our seats. Not long after we arrive at the hotel we’re gonna be staying at and I must say I think it’s the fanciest one we’ve stayed in so far, once we're in the lobby Vince walks up to me and whispers so only I can hear “you’ve gotta do it tonight” I look at him confused and frustrated “how the hell am I gonna do it tonight? What do you expect me to do walk into his room and say hey Tommy can I see your dick?” I snap angrily and he chuckles “We’ve got a show tonight and a show means an after party, get him drunk and go back to his room with him” I sigh and shake my head “I’ll try” 

TIME SKIP 

The after party is in full swing and I’m doing shots with Vince when he pats me on the back and points over at Tommy who’s doing a line of coke off a girls collar bone “you better get moving or you’ll miss your chance” he shouts over the music, I sigh one last time and do one more shot before walking over to the skinny boy and sitting next to him on the dirty old couch “hey Tommy I was thinking… can I talk to you… ya know alone?” I say glaring at the blonde on his other side “yeah sure let's go outside” he smiles and we walk out of the party room into the cool night air “so what’s up (y/n)” Tommy asks looking up at the stars, I look at him for a second before grabbing his face and pulling him in for a passionate kiss to try and get the message across of what I wanted and luckily Tommy understood and slid his hand up my thigh “let’s go back to the hotel” I pant trying to catch my breath after breaking the kiss “I like that idea” he grins grabbing my hand and walking the small five minute walk back to the hotel, once we get to his room I push him up against the door and kiss down his neck roughly leaving hickeys “wow I never knew you felt this way” Tommy chuckles “shut up and fuck me” I moan as he swiftly removes my shirt and bra “as you wish” he grins throwing me onto the bed and hovering over me before bringing his lips down to mine but this time it’s a more gentle kiss less rough, he runs a hand down my side and massages my breasts while grinding into me trying to get any friction possible “Mmm Tommy I need you” I moan as he kisses down my neck, I pull at his leather pants and he removes them “you gotta take your pants off now babygirl” he smiles removing my jeans and panties fully exposing me to him. He kisses down my stomach and thighs just missing the spot that I need him most so I try pulling on his hair to get the release I’m craving, he smiles against my thigh before finally running his tongue up and sucking, kissing and licking like he’ll die if he stops “oh god, oh fuck Tommy yes I’m gonna… I’m gonna cum” he slips two fingers inside of me moving his hand in and out as he keeps using his mouth “cum for me babygirl” he groans and I release hard on his finger tensing around his hand “f-fuck Tommy” I groan trying to catch my breath, he pulls away from me and licks his fingers clean “Mm you taste so good” he hums happily before removing his boxers and jerking himself off a bit to get ready and I look at him shocked and a little nervous “holy shit” I whisper looking at him in all his glory, the rumours are true and now I’m gonna get to experience it firsthand “you ready” he whispers lining himself up with my entrance, I nod my head and he pushes into me slowly being careful not to hurt me or over do it, I smile up at him to let him know he could move and he beings to slowly thrust in and out of me letting out little grunts of satisfaction as he does so “fuck baby your so tight” he moans burying his head in my neck and starting to thrust faster. I moan loudly hoping that none of the other guys have returned to their rooms yet because they’d definitely hear us, now he’s thrusting at a hard, fast pace making me helpless beneath him, all I can do is moan out his name again and again “fuck baby I’m gonna cum” he grunts into my ear “m-me too” I moan back and within a few last sloppy thrusts we both come to our release collapsing on top of each other covered in sweat and breathing heavily “holy shit” I whisper smiling as he rolls over next to me “yeah holy shit” he smiles “we shoulda done that sooner” I nod my head in agreement “do you wanna stay the night” he says quietly as if he’s afraid I’ll say no “I’d love to” I smile and he pulls me into his chest stroking my hair as I fall asleep

TIME SKIP

I stumble into the out of the hotel into the piercing sunlight, I’m so hungover and  swear to god if one of the guys doesn’t have some painkillers I might murder someone, I walk onto the bus and to my usual seat next to Vince, no ones on the bus yet so I assume they’re all asleep. I pick up today's newspaper and laugh “Tommy Lee 10 inch rumour debunked” “god the things people will say for fame” I say out loud to myself and I hear a laugh from the other end of the bus, I look up to see Tommy reading the same newspaper, I smirk at him and he winks back before sitting down and grabbing a bottle of Jack Daniels. Shortly after everyone piles onto the bus 

And Vince walks up to me with the biggest grin on his face “soooo” he says in a sing song voice sitting next to me and nudging me with his elbow, I smirk at him and say in my lowest voice possible “the rumours are true”

[soundofawesomeblog]

100 songs for the ultimate 2017 playlist: this is Estelle’s picks for the best DAMN. tracks of the year.

2017 is the year when everyone is tired of all the bullshit. It is the year when you can’t just be a silent witness. It is the year when whistleblowers brought horrible people down, some of which managed to keep a shiny facade for decades all while being pieces of crap behind closed doors. It is the year (Afro-)American football athletes acted like heroes. It is the year Australia voted in favour of same-sex marriage and realized that love was the answer.

Don’t get me wrong: 2017 was horrible in an awful lot of ways. But we need to look at the positive if we want to be able to advance in 2018. Many artists felt the need to address the state of the world as it is right now and managed to make diamonds from the coal. Some were confrontational, some were loving and caring. But all of the artists behind the 100 songs on this list helped on their own scale to make our lives more bearable. 

As usual, this is my personal list of the best jams of 2017; Léa's list of 100 songs and Mathieu’s choices are also available now. If you want more music, you can revisit my lists of 2014, 2015 and 2016. This time, however, the top 50 tracks will come with a short description so you can know what to expect from them.

100. Cardi B – Bodak Yellow 99. Nilufer Yanya – Golden Cage 98. Wolf Alice – Don’t Delete The Kisses 97. Priests – Nothing Feels Natural 96. Tove Lo – Disco Tits 95. Vince Staples – Crabs In A Bucket 94. Sampha – (No One Knows Me) Like The Piano 93. Future – Mask Off 92. Tops – Petals 91. Cuesta Loeb – Grass It Grows 90. Sleigh Bells – Rainmaker 89. Kesha – Praying 88. Tyler, The Creator feat. ASAP Rocky – Who Dat Boy 87. Father John Misty – Pure Comedy 86. Remo Drive – Art School 85. French Montana feat. Sae Lee – Unforgettable 84. Miguel – Told You So 83. MØ – Nights With You 82. SZA feat. Travis Scott – Love Galore 81. Methyl Ethel – Ubu 80. Carly Rae Jepsen – Cut To The Feeling 79. Alex Lahey – I Haven’t Been Taking Care Of Myself 78. Paramore – Hard Times 77. Jay-Z - The Story of O.J. 76. Charly Bliss – Westermarck

75. King Krule - Dum Surfer 74. The Courtneys - Minnesota 73. LCD Soundsystem – tonite 72. Jay Som – Baybee 71. Slowdive – Don’t Know Why 70. Charli XCX feat. Uffie – Babygirl 69. Lorde – Perfect Places 68. Kelly Lee Owens feat. Jenny Hval – Anxi. 67. Haim – Want You Back 66. Naomi Elizabeth – When You Got The Best You’re Like Wow 65. Japandroids – North East South West 64. Hannah Diamond - Never Again 63. Washed Out – Get Lost 62. BROCKHAMPTON – GUMMY 61. Mura Masa feat. Charli XCX – 1 Night 60. Lana Del Rey feat. The Weeknd – Lust For Life 59. Tkay Maidza & Danny L Harle - Bom Bom 58. Phoebe Bridgers – Motion Sickness 57. St. Vincent – Los Ageless 56. Charly Bliss – Percolator 55. Haim – Right Now 54. Real Estate – Darling 53. Pale Waves – There’s A Honey 52. Makthaverskan – In My Dreams 51. Julien Baker – Appointments

50. Saya - Cold Fire

Canadian newcomer Saya proves that the coolest pop happens North of the border with Cold Fire, the sonic equivalent to a dark thick and sexy cloud of smoke. And it feels just as dangerous as the title implies it.

49, Beach Fossils – Down The Line

Driven by a bouncy bass line worthy of Joy Division, Down the Line sees Beach Fossils revealing a 4am indie text message of a track, a low-key anthem to living a slacker life and trying to find someone to share it with.

48. Calvin Harris feat. Frank Ocean & Migos – Slide

Calvin Harris created with Slide the dancefloor number we always knew Frank Ocean had in him, with inspiration from Thinking 'Bout You's echoed handclaps and Nikes' pitched up vocal hook. More important, Ocean sounds fun in a way we rarely see in his solo work. Migos' verses only add more spice.

47. The Drums – Blood Under My Belt

One of the best songs of the summer, Blood Under My Belt is a catchy slice of effortless indie pop that should stand the test of time like The Drums' best material for decades to come.

46. Lorde – Supercut

Lorde embodies the millennial generation through one of our best guilty pleasures: supercut videos. The song feels as dizzying as the lyrics, with various moving parts stitched together better than any supercut you'll find on YouTube.

45. Kendrick Lamar – DNA.

Kendrick Lamar's attack mode is something to behold. On DNA. he raps about his blackness and attacks FOX News' divisive and clueless stances, all while riding one of the hardest beat of the year on the track's back end.

44. Selena Gomez – Bad Liar

Selena Gomez gets serious indie cred for sampling Psycho Killer's bass line, and the fact that it's pretty much all that backs her up on Bad Liar showcases her talent as a charismatic interpret for this year's best low-key pop moment.

43. Courtney Barnett & Kurt Vile - Over Everything

Two of the greatest slack-rock icons of today pair up for some serious hammock soundtrack as Courtney Barnett and Kurt Vile stop time together in the chilliest of ways on Over Everything.

42. Björk - The Gate

"It’s about rediscovering love", said Björk to Dazed about her latest album, Utopia. Lead single The Gate showcases the veteran artist surrounded by reverb and deep love, pleading for the unnamed "you" to care for her until Arca's production finally takes over.

41. LCD Soundsystem - call the police

James Murphy and his friends have lost nothing of their dance-punk instincts and LCD Soundsystem builds another snowballing number with call the police, a track that becomes so manic you might as well text the cops.

40. Colour Of Spring - Love

Leeds' best-kept secret, Colour of Spring is yet to release a full album, but Love sounds like it came from a classic shoegaze band with years of experience, all while keeping the urgency of someone trying to break out into the scene.

39. Kelela - LMK

Kelela came of age on Take Me Apart, her first full-length album and LMK is the sound of an artist finding her own, unique lane. Here, Kelela mixes Smooth R&B vocals to a bass-heavy beat from the future.

38. (Sandy) Alex G - Bobby

(Sandy) Alex G's latest album was a little less lo-fi than his earlier works, but Bobby proves that he can still make charming and honest folk music when he wants. Emily Yacina's voice only adds more warmth to a track as comfortable as a blanket.

37. The War On Drugs - Holding On

Channeling the gods of classic rock and indie, The War On Drugs deliver one of the band's most immediate and blown up song of its catalogue with the urgent Holding On.

36. Mac Demarco - My Old Man

Freak folk icon Mac DeMarco realizes he is becoming like his father in the worst ways on My Old Man, but his trademark no fuss delivery renders his uh-ohs as charming as he can be.

35. Lil Uzi Vert - XO TOUR Llif3

The exact moment where grunge, SoundCloud, hip-hop and mainstream collided together, XO TOUR Llif3 is one of the most depressing but also fascinating singles to make it to the top 10 of the Billboard Hot 100.

34. Kevin Morby - City Music

Even with a limited set of lyrics, folk rock artist Kevin Morby channels his inner Marquee Moon on the ambitious City Music, a musical trip that starts with a soothing guitar riff and turns into a damn fine jam.

33. Miguel feat. Travis Scott - Sky Walker

It's no news that Miguel can do sexy, but with Sky Walker, he injects a whole dose of fun and raunchy one-liners to his music for a smooth party number.

32. Alvvays - In Undertow

On In Undertow, indie pop darlings Alvvays' comeback single, the Canadian band sounds more direct and confident than ever. With its waves of guitar wooshes and Molly Rankins’ unique voice, it’s a real heartthrob. 

31. Frank Ocean - Chanel

Frank Ocean is on a streak; after releasing the outstanding Blonde in 2016, he came back with several singles in 2017. On Chanel, he blurs the lines between rapping and crooning, carrying the sparse production all the way over the high expectations he now has to deal with.

30. Alice Glass - Without Love

God bless Alice Glass and her comeback. There was no better way to start the next chapter of her career than with such a devastating electropop single, one where she channels a mix of the darkest parts of Samus from Metroid and Grimes for unique results.

29. SZA - Drew Barrymore

Perhaps the biggest revelation of 2017, SZA exposes all of her flaws and insecurities on Drew Barrymore, an honest R&B ballad set to a gin-fuelled backbeat. Her skilful flow in the verses is only a bonus.

28. Miya Folick - Give It To Me

Miya Folick showcases a sweet voice over a sparse guitar riff until she really, really wants you to give it to her. Then, her voice launches into the stratosphere as goosebumps emerge from your entire body.

27. Slowdive - Sugar For The Pill

Sugar for the Pill is quite the ballad, but it is still the most pop Slowdive has ever been with Neil Halstead's voice front and center over the dreamy guitars.

26. Vince Staples - Big FIsh

Don't let the banging beat or an uncredited Juicy J fool you with its club-ready hook; Vince Staples is not praising partying, money and booze on Big Fish. He instead reflects on his past misfortunes and how he can try to leave it behind him.

25. Thundercat - Friend Zone

No one did groovy in 2017 the way Thundercat did. Friend Zone is the best example of this, with its dizzying synths, bouncy bass line and Thundercat's unique voice.

24. Jay Som - The Bus Song

Jay Som is a low-key girl. She makes bedroom pop and likes the bus. Yet on The Bus Song, she hints at bigger ambitions with her rich arrangements and undeniable sense of melody. 

23. Jay-Z - 4:44

One year after Beyoncé called him out for cheating on Lemonade, Jay-Z takes the blame and faces how he fucked up on 4:44. And unlike the wave of apologies that came out in the last few months, this one feels sincere. Oh, and it's got quite the beat too.

22, Waxahatchee - Never Been Wrong

Katie Crutchfield opens her fourth album as Waxahatchee with a solid rock single, ready to defeat someone who wronged her badly - and who is definitely going to regret it.

21. Screaming Females - Glass House

This post-punk number is driven by an incessant bassline and start-stops from the rest of the band while Marissa Paternoster gives an unforgettable vocal performance.

20. The xx - I Dare You

Oliver Sim and Romy's voices intertwine perfectly on I Dare You, pleading to fall in love over a Jamie xx beat that recalls the band’s early days.

19. Charly Bliss - Glitter

Real glitter is apparently as toxic to the environment than the relationship Eva Hendricks details in this track, one that matches powerpop and indie aspirations with melody, fun and one hell of a hook.

18. Pierre Kwenders - Sexus Plexus Nexus

Polyglot, Montréal-based Pierre Kwenders offers a smooth as hell mix of world music on Sexus Plexus Nexus, a track that should bring bodies closer to each other on any dancefloor.

17. Tyler, The Creator feat. Frank Ocean & Steve Lacy - 911/Mr. Lonely

Tyler, The Creator enlists Steve Lacy and Frank Ocean for a breezy complaint about being lonely on 911, a trend he flips on the Mr. Lonely part of the song. There, he quits playing games and admits that he can't even lie, he's been lonely as fuck.

16. Mount Eerie - Real Death

Death became a common theme in music lately, and Mount Eerie's mourning of his wife on Real Death might be the most honest, direct and arresting testament of grief yet.

15. The War On Drugs - Thinking Of A Place

It's not the first trick in the book to release a comeback single that runs for eleven minutes. But The War On Drugs pulls it off with Thinking Of A Place, a song that embraces classic and indie rock in a laidback way. After all, we've got all our time.

14. Slowdive - Slomo

Slowdive's Slomo is seven minutes of pure bliss. Three decades in the scene, the British band manages to bring a track that already sits up there as one of the best shoegaze anthems.

13. Khalid - Young Dumb & Broke

"Yeah we're just young, dumb and broke, but we still got love to give" sings the newly Grammy nominated Khalid. Here, he delivers a laidback anthem for a generation that has nothing else to do but get high and live its life like there are still plenty of tomorrows.

12. St. Vincent - New York

St. Vincent is now an insane BDSM lord, but her most powerful single in 2017 was still a tender ballad called New York. Is it a love letter to the city? To David Bowie? To her ex? No answer can be as satisfying as the way she says "motherfucker" in the track.

11. Julien Baker - Turn Out The Lights

Julien Baker knows how to strip naked her emotions in her songs. In Turn Out the Lights' finale, she lets it all out as she realizes she needs to get out of her lowest point on her own.

10. Julie Byrne - Natural Blue

Singer-songwriter Julie Byrne looks as peaceful as ever on the cover of her latest indie folk album Not Even Happiness, and highlight ballad Natural Blue feels just as comforting.

9. Japandroids - No Known Drink Or Drug

All Japandroids songs are propelled by a crunchy riff and a big rush of passion. No Known Drink Or Drug just happens to pack an unmatched level of it all, as rock and love triumphs in a truly life-affirming anthem.

8. Alvvays - Dreams Tonite

Dreams Tonite unfolds like a flower in Spring, with Molly Rankin's voice as sweet as a late-night milkshake for a soothing and timeless twee pop number.

7. Perfume Genius - Slip Away

The single most uplifting moment in a song this year comes exactly 49 seconds into Slip Away. Perfume Genius opens the curtains wide to show his love to the world in the loudest chamber pop number.

6. Kendrick Lamar - HUMBLE.

Kendrick never really left, but HUMBLE. hits harder than any comeback. Kung Fu Kenny's first solo #1 saw him take the throne and shut down all pretenders as hip-hop biggest force.

5. Lorde - Green Light

Lorde is all grown up now and she knows how to build a memorable, if quirkily constructed, hit single. Green Light is the sound of a popstar hitting her zeitgeist, a dance song that feels vital.

4. Charli XCX - Boys

My favorite emoji lately has hearts in lieu of eyes and Boys sounds like its favorite song. Here, Charli gets lost in her pretty boys' fantasies, laying in a bed full of heart-shaped pillows, and forgets about her problems, one game coin sound at a time.

3. Lana Del Rey - Love

After years of dark and bleak songs, Lana Del Rey decided in 2017 to look out for us. For the first time, she sounds happy and bubbly: Love was the unexpected rush of hope we so desperately needed this year. "Don't worry baby..."

2. Vince Staples - Yeah Right

With boundaries-pushing production from SOPHIE and Flume, Vince Staples provides the most forward-thinking rap song of the year. Add Kendrick flexing one of his best flows in a guest verse and you've got the biggest banger you haven't heard yet on Yeah Right.

1. Sorority Noise - No Halo

Written by Cameron Boucher as he pulled off in front of his friend's house, forgetting he passed away a year ago, No Halo is emo's most essential single in this decade. An arresting number, the song reaches a whole new level on its gut-wrenching chorus.In a year when our heads spun out of control in all directions, No Halo is a reminder that life is short and that you should tell your close ones that you love them before it’s too late.

This is it for this year, one in which I found myself toying with the top 10 up until the very last minute. If you want to listen to these songs, I encourage you to check the Spotify playlist at the bottom that should contain almost all of the tracks you’ve seen here.

[angelbambisworld]

What did you friend mean Vince more of a catcher than a pitcher

Like he's a bottom

[angelbambisworld]

Maybe Janine or brandy (the girls from the tape) might reveal his kinks

Haha maybe

[angelbambisworld]

There's this rockstar dick size list on Metal Sludge and on Vince's section, it said he sucked in bed and didn't even mention his dick size.

Oh but they sang nothing but praises about Nikki and his sixx inch(I've seen that one photo of Nikki with his Dikki out🤮no thank you sir).

So idk what to believe LMFAO

All the ladies who hate Vince Neil are the ones who haven’t fucked him yet.