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anna-n-hetfield · 10 months
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Right In Front of You
Summary: Hc for Tommy Lee or Nikki Sixx (up to you) getting super drunk at a party and his girlfriend tries to take him to their room but he just yells because he "has a girlfriend whom he loves very much" and he doesn't realise until one of the other boys tells him that his girlfriend is right infront of him?
Author’s Note: sorry this took so long. I had intended to get this sooner, but life had gotten in the way in the form of school. Not much of an excuse, but hey, I finally got around to it. Turned it into more of a one-shot instead of a HC. Not sorry for that. I kind of loved this idea a little too much.
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Y/N threw back the cup in her hands after saying bye to her friends. She was ready to go, but her boyfriend Nikki was nowhere in sight. Sighing, she threw her cup in the trash and went in search. The music was pounding through the speakers. It was so loud that it was causing a headache, and she could only imagine how long her ears would ring in the morning. She didn’t know think she was going to find him until she saw the tall, lanky drummer, Tommy heading to the back porch.
There was less people out here, and the music was muted some by the doors. Though Y/N swore she could see them shaking a little. Her eyes scanned the crowd until she spotted Nikki standing over by the pool. He had a cup of beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other. He was talking with Mick and Tommy who had just caught up with him. Then there was a girl who was lurking off to the side who appeared to be pouting. Y/N didn’t think much about because she was ready to go to bed. She had been up for too long, and she wanted some time her love alone.
“Hey, Nikki, let’s go,” she said, stopping in front of him.
“Um, no,” he said, looking at her questionably. His words were slurred heavily, and she had to wonder just how much he had to drink.
Both Mick and Tommy raised an eyebrow in question. Nikki would never say no to you. They both knew that he would go out of his way to make her happy. So this no was so out of character for him.
“Babe, please. I want some alone time,” she pleaded, grabbing onto his arm to give him a slight tug in the direction of their room.
Nikki pulled his arm roughly away from her, spilling some of his beer in the process. He glared down at her, not recognizing her. “I don’t know who think you are, but I have a girlfriend. She is the very best thing that has ever happened to me, and I’m not letting some slut ruin what I have,” he said.
Y/N stepped back in shock. Her hand went to her mouth. She was so unsure of what to think. Should she be angry that he doesn’t recognize her in his drunken state? Or should she be happy that he doesn’t want to go with someone else? She tried and failed to hold back her laugh.
“I don’t know why you are laughing unless you think that I’m joking. I’m going to tell you what I told that last chick. You wouldn’t know how to please me, and I’m not giving you the chance,” Nikki growled.
“Babe, come on. You really need to come to bed. You’re a little drunk right now,” Y/N said, holding out her hand to him. She couldn’t believe the look he gave her.
“I’m not your babe,” Nikki said, taking a drag on his cigarette.
“Nikki, yes, you are her babe,” Tommy said, laughing.
“I’m Y/N’s babe, and that is not Y/N,” Nikki replied, looking at Tommy as if he lost his mind.
Mick was just shaking his head. “Yeah, well, Y/N is right in front of you, asking for you to go to bed,” he said, grabbing Nikki’s shoulder and giving him a little shake.
Nikki looked over at her and blinked a couple of times. He shook his head and then his eyes went wide. “Oh, darling, I’m sorry,” he said, reaching out for her. “I didn’t recognize you.”
Y/N laughed. “It’s not like I had a huge make over in the last hour. You’re just drunk,” she said, grabbing his hand. “You really need to come to bed and sober up.”
Nikki followed after her, happily following after her now that he knew who she was. Y/N could feel the jealous glares from the jealous girls, but she didn’t really care. She took him back into the house and straight to their room.
She shut the door and turned around to Nikki who didn’t waste time in grabbing onto her and bringing his lips to hers. She smiled into the kiss and noticed how sloppy it was.
“Nikki, bed,” she said, pointing to the place in question. “You’re too drunk.”
“But,” he whined.
“Oh, come on. Mick and Tommy had to tell you who I was. I’m not listening to you whine when you couldn’t recognize me. I don’t want you to think you are cheating on me,” Y/N said, kicking off her shoes.
“Babe, I’m sorry,” he said, still trying to get his way.
“No, I’m getting even,” she teased. “Now, come on. Let’s get some sleep. Besides, you know it’ll be better in the morning.”
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itsgaga · 16 days
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Paprazzi
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“Y/N over here” 
“Nikki”
“Come on Y/N can I get a smile from you”
The flashing lights never stopped, every time your eyes would try to adjust, another storm of flaring lights would blind you. When you and Nikki first got together you were able to deal with the paparazzi, some were actually quite nice and would only ask for a picture or two and then leave you alone, some were more determined to get as many pictures as they could but still they were never rude ;however, as time went on their attention and actions shifted. They once were only focused on yours and Nikki’s relationship but recently they started following you even when Nikki wasn’t there. Their words changed, they once would compliment you, tell Nikki how lucky he was, and would have nice small talk with you, but now, they want to know where you’re going, who with, and for long, insults can be heard when they’re around, they run after you, and follow you in cars, and will sneak around regardless of where you are. 
Today was supposed to be just a normal day, you and Nikki had gone out to get away from the spotlight, the plan was to just go and sit in a cafe hours away from your guys’ home in a small town hoping no one would recongize either of you so you guys could get away from the camera and spend a day without the stress that comes along with being famous ;however, as soon as you guys pulled into the parking lot men with cameras came jumping out of their blacked out cars, all running torwards your direction.
You looked at Nikki, who was looking at the crowd. “Shit” Nikki put the car in reverse but before he could take his foot off the brake the car is surrounded from every angle. Loud screams were coming from outside the car. “Y/N and Nikki” “Y/N and Nikki” “Y/N and Nikki” that’s all you heard, over and over again.
It was never ending, minutes had passed and Nikki had given up, he’s sitting in the front seat with his head resting on the back and his hands covering his face.  The men were clearly getting frustrated and changed their approach to getting what they wanted.
“Nikki, how good is Y/N? You think you’d ever give me a chance to find out”
Nikki removed his hands from his face and looked outside the car.
“Hey man, don’t start”
A guy standing outside your window speaks up.
“Well, if she’s gonna dress like a whore she’s gonna be treated like a whore.”
Nikki was mad, his emotions were all over his face, you could tell he wanted to say something. “Nikki don’t, they just want a reaction” Nikki looked at you then looked down. “We need to leave.” Before you could tell Nikki theres no way to get out, Nikki once again put the car in reverse and began backing up.
Loud shouts from the back of the car were yelling at him to stop, Nikki rolled down his window and told them to get out of the way. Again, the man from your side speaks up.
“Hey Nik, are those things real on her?”
Nikki ignored him.
“I think fake tits look like shit.”
Again, he ignored him.
It wasn’t until the man just flat out called you a whore when Nikki finally snapped and swung the car door open, the man saw Nikki and tried to calm him down.
“Hey, no no Nikki it’s just my job, i’m just doing this for money, I didn’t mean it man, seriously.”
Within seconds Nikki was threatening to beat his ass, there was pushing and shoving and screaming with flashes from the camera. You were done, you wanted to leave, with numerous insults and what felt like thousands of photos being taken, you were just done.
Rolling down the window you yell for Nikki multiple times, he made his way back to the car, clearly still pissed off and got in immediately driving off. “I can’t believe it, I can’t fucking believe it.”  Nikki sighed and looked at you.
“Are you alright, babe.”
You just look at Nikki, give a soft smile, grab his hand, and look out the window. The car ride back was quiet, except for the occasional whispers coming from Nikki, complaining about the paparazzi and muttering a bunch of threats.
He squeezes your hand causing you to look at him “I’m just saying I would’ve beaten his ass if you would’ve let me”. You roll your eyes and smile. “I know babe” Nikki looks at you.
“I’m being serious”
“I know you are”
“Really? Cause I feel like you don’t believe me”
You and Nikki continue back and forth the entire car ride home, completely forgetting about everything that just happened. Realizing only then that you two didn’t need to drive hours away to go somewhere to feel some sort of peace and forget about everything else going on in your lives, the entire time the two of you could’ve just found peace in each other.
Bro. I hate the ending. With a passion. I rewrote it about 7 times. I didnt wanna give up. But i’m tired. Ready for a nap. So enjoy.
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could i get a nikki sixx angst where reader thinks he’s cheating on her and they have a big fight but it ends up in fluff🙏🙏
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thank you for requesting!! i hope you like it and its what you were looking for.
Misunderstanding 
Nikki sixx x reader 
Glancing at the clock on the wall for probably the 20th time since 11:30 pm, when Nixxi said he'd be home. It was no almost two in the morning. For the past few weeks nikki´s been getting home later and later from the times he says, he doesn't act like the guy y/n fell in love with. 
A thought crosses y/n´s mind as she sits on the couch waiting for Nikki to come home. What if he's out with another girl? What if hes fucking another girl right now? What-what if he doesn't love me anymore? y/n thought to herself. She's never let the thought of Nikki cheating cross her mind before but with how he's been acting she can't help it. 
She's so deep in her thought that she didn't hear the front door open and her boyfriend stumble in. Nikki stopped when she saw someone in the corner of his eye. Looking over at his girlfriend he walks over to her “hey babe why are you still up”  he says slurring some of his words. The sudden voice behind y/n made her jump and look up at the obviously drunk man. “I was waiting for my boyfriend who said he'd be home almost three and a half hours ago.” as the words leave her mouth nikki rolls his eyes. “I was out and lost track of time no big deal” he says throwing his arms up. 
“No big deal?!” y/n says rasing her voice “Nikki the past few weeks youve been acting diffrent, not coming home untill almost three in the fucking morning, probably out fucking some random bimbo, while im here waiting for you to come home so i know youre fucking safe!” she says standing  up, looking at her boyfriend who was making an extremely confused face. “Cheating? Are you serious y/n?!” he says glaring at her. “When have I ever made it so you wouldn't trust me? Huh?” nikki says getting in her face 
“Oh i don't know, not telling me where you've been, being distant, not having time for me anymore because if you're not doing drugs you're out doing god knows what!” y/n yells at nikki causing him to turn around, pick up a bottle of jack that he had left laying around one day and throw it across the room making it shatter. “y/n ive never even fucking thought about cheating on you, but you know what. Maybe I will if you already think I am” he says, looking her in the eyes. 
y/n´s eyes well up with tears but before she could say anything nikki starts “oh now you're crying. Typical” rolling his eyes he goes up stairs hearing her crying behind him. Once he's upstairs and in their room, he goes into his closet and shoots up. Reality of everything that happened tonight is sinking in. Nikki wasnt out with another girl, no other girl could even compare to his y/n, and to know that she thinks that low of him hurts a lot.
While nikki is upstairs, y/n is down stairs looking at the shattered glass with teary eyes. After almost ten minutes she decided to clean up the glass carefully. Once she's all done she slowly makes her way upstairs. When she entered the room she already knew nikkis in the closet, so she walked over, opened the door and saw Nikki lying on the ground, a needle laying next to him. Her eyes start tearing up again as she picks the needle up putting it into the trash before turning her attention to nikki 
“Nik? Wake up” she says rubbing his face a little until his eyes open looking at her in a daze, a big frown makes its way to his face when he remembers what happened “baby?” he asks sadly “come on nikki let's get you in bed” y/n says while trying to pull him up. “I'm so sorry y/n, i-i've never cheated on you i promise” nikki says turning to face her, putting his hands on her shoulders “please believe me sweetheart” he begs the woman in front of him. y/n smiles and leads him to the bed, and pushing him to lay down “well talk about this in the morning nikki, you need to sleep right now”  
As she gets into bed next to him he lays his head on her chest. “I love you y/n, more than anything in the world. When I'm out I'm just with Tommy and the guys drinking i promise” he slurs from both the drugs and tiredness. y/n kisses him forehead before whispering “i love you too nikki, now get some sleep” 
The last thing she heard before he passed out was a mumbled ‘im sorry’
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nickelsgirls · 9 months
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Mick Mars x Reader
Nsfw Headcanons
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A/n: for my pookie -🖤
Mick can be so sweet and gentle but be so rough at the same time. If his actions are rough, then he's all in your ear telling you how good you are and how good you feel. But if he's giving you soft slow thrust he's saying things like "my slut" "you're just a toy aren't you baby?"
Mick doesn't favor praise or degradation simply because he loves the way you react to everything he says. He likes the way you struggle to respond to him because you think you need to.
Mirror sex>> with Mick behind your trembling body and every time you look down or start to unfocused he's grabbing your hair all the way to the root and pulling your body back into his "I thought I told you to look at me while I fuck you."
We all know Mick likes younger women, and I feel that to a certain degree, he would start to feed into and encourage your daddy issues.
Causal dominance with Mick. If you're trying to get something that's just barely inaccessible, Mick is coming up behind you, trapping you between the counter and cabinets. "Let me get it, honey," he whispers into your ear as he grabs whatever you were trying to reach.
I think he likes giving and receiving, Mick honestly doesn't have a preference for either. He loves watching your teary eyes look up at him as you hollow your cheeks and force yourself down onto his cock. But Mick also loves the way you look trying to desperately grab at the sheets as another one of your orgasms is drawn from you expertly.
Watching Mick up on stage and feeling your panties slowly start to get wet, and the worst part? He knows, too, and he'll wait until the last moment to finally give in to you and give you what you need.
After a long day at practice <<Helping Mick de-stress by taking him to your bedroom, massaging his shoulders and back, then sitting in his lap, and kissing all over his face until you eventually press a chaste kiss against his lips. Your hips experimentally grind down in between heated kisses until both of you can't take it anymore.
If Mick had to pick a favorite position, I feel like he would say cowgirl. He likes being able to watch you do it by yourself, or he can change his mind and grab your hips, and pick his own pace.
I feel like you would finally decide to tease him back, and it would backfire so badly. Mick would've been rilling you up the whole day. "Innocent" touches on your thighs, moving you by your hips as he presses his hips against yours, pulling your bottom lip down with his thumb. Until you've finally had enough and instead of waiting until your home, you waited until the Crüe was all in one room to sit in Mick's lap "come home, please daddy" you smirked starting to kiss his neck. (I'll leave the rest to your imagination ;)
Mick would be settled between your thighs, two of his fingers stuffed deep in your aching cunt until you're crying out repeatedly how you're going to cum. And as soon as he's done pulling your orgasm from your tired body Mick is towering over you pushing the same two fingers inside your mouth. Your foggy mind does nothing but accepts the two wet digits as you swirl your tongue around them until there's nothing left.
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thesmokingguns · 9 months
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Good Vibrations
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MINORS DNI 18+ mentions of sx toys, masturbation and sex
Nikki couldn’t find you anywhere. He had gotten in from the studio and thought for sure you would be in the kitchen or in bed reading or maybe even by the pool trying to catch the last few streams of sunlight but it was 2PM and instead of being in any of the places he expected he found you curled up, fast asleep on the couch. At first he was surprised to find you napping there but then he thought about how you had been dealing with a deadline for a script you were writing, working crazy hours and not taking care of yourself like he wanted you too. He was thankful seeing you get some rest and moved to sit on the couch so that he could be there when you woke up.
As Nikki sat down something buzzed under him, waking you up and making him jump up as your vibrator raced from under the pillow. You reached out, sleepily trying to grab it but Nikki was quicker, picking it off the couch and holding teh buzzing sex toy in his hand as he looked at you, shaking his head with a smirk on his face.
“Here I was, thinking you were so tired from all the work you had been doing but no, you were taking your post orgasm nap. You knew I’d be home early and couldn’t even wait for me?” he was teasing you, not really caring as you stretched out, yawning and lying flat on the couch as you looked up at him.
“You didn’t wait for me in the shower this morning.” Nikki froze at your words. He had thought you were sleeping this morning as he jerked off but apparently his private time hadn’t been as private as he had thought.
He pulled the throw blanket that had been covering you off, seeing now that you were naked on the couch. Instead of trying to cover yourself you watched him, eyeing the vibrator that he was holding in his hand. Glad he had shut it off so that it didn't waste the battery life of your toy.
“I was just getting warmed up for you.” you reached for him, tugging him until he was moving over you, covering you with his body and leaning in for a kiss.
Nikki was a great french kisser. He was passionate, lips wet as he moved his tongue softly, not trying to wrestle but caressing and rolling with yours. He paused to suck your tongue, your lip, nipping as he kissed you and pinned you under him. He was rolling into you, realizing after a moment he was dry humping you as your legs locked behind his back and you moaned into his mouth. He pulled away, seeing the way your lips were puffy from being kissed by him, smirking at the sight.
“Why don’t I use your toy too? We both can play with it.”  you shrugged your shoulders, knowing Nikki knew what he was doing with it. He had been the one to show you new ways to position it or how to use it in rolling circles on your clit to make yourself cum.
Your hands moved to pull off his shirt, running your fingers over tattoos that were freshly finished and the space that was just the tan of his skin. He smirked at you, giving you time to explore his body with your finger tips. He loved when you undressed him, it could be clumsy and less smooth. But it was the sort of intimacy that Nikki craved, the realness of it and the way that you got distracted by him, touching his chest using your nails to scratch the side of his neck down. It turned him on seeing how much you liked to look at him. He pushed up as your hands went to his belt, your eyes lifting to meet him as your fingers worked the belt, pulling it open and moving to the button of his jeans. Nikki smirked as you pulled down his pants, leaving his briefs on as he kicked off the denim.
Your thighs wrapped around him and he knew this was you teasing him, not letting him fuck you yet. But Nikki wasn’t in the mood to be teased and was rolling his briefs down before you could fully wrap yourself around him. He smiled as he watched the way you pouted, his eyes sparkling in devilish delight at the way you looked at him, so cute and so bratty.
“I’m going to make you ride me for trying to be such a tease.” You opened your mouth in protest but Nikki was hushing you before you could speak, kissing your lips as you wiggled against him, “You wanted to be a tease, princess and now you’re going to have to make it up to daddy.” He was rolling you so you were on his lap, looking down at him with pouting lips.
You hated being on top. You hated the way you looked and always said that you couldn’t finish when you were on top. 99% of time time when you rode Nikki it was him lifting and moving your hips for you but he wasn’t raising or guiding your hips like usual but leaving it all up to you. BUt you were mad and wanted to prove to him you could do it. So you raised your hips, one hand on his shoulder and the other was guided to his cock that you held in your hand to help guide into yourself.
Nikki licked his lips as he watched you lower yourself down, the tip of him slipping into your warmth. He could feel the sticky warmth of your pussy engulfing him as you made a soft ‘mhh’ sound of pleasure until you felt his balls against you. You rocked instead of moving up and down, just trying to get used to the feel of him inside of you. Plus you knew NIkki, knew he liked it fast and hard or hard and slow. You’d break his pace and make him have to handle what you were doing. The goal was Nikki would take over and you wouldn’t have to do the work.
Whimpering, you were going to give your daddy a show but Nikki looked composed, shocking you as the buzz of your vibrator brought your attention to the toy again. He smirked, watching you rise and come down, the milky substance slipping down his shaft, wetting his balls and thighs as you started to rise up and come down now, riding him for real. Nikki kept pace as you squeezed around his cock, wondering why he didn’t encourage this more. You were slower, softer than him but you were bouncing and rocking in ways that made him want to empty himself inside of you. He brought the toy in front of you, your ragged breath from the workout of being on top making you whimper and then groan out so loudly Nikki had to look up and check to make sure that you were okay.
He had placed the vibrator against your opening. The vibrations rolling over his shaft and making you grind down at the sensation. He was watching you, pleased as  you rutted helplessly, thighs quaking from riding him and being so close to your orgasm. He was surprised that you hadn’t asked for help yet, ask him to take over. You were so focused on pleasure that the idea of asking him anything but to cum wasn’t there.
“You think theres room for both inside you?” NIkki was holding you hip now, placing the vibrator against his shaft as he lifted you off him. He let you go  knowing you were half exhausted and unable to hold yourself up. You had no choice but to sink down on both sex toy and NIkki’s cock, whimpering and trembling as the stretch of it made you ache and shake.
Nikki held you against his chest, letting you rest against him as he kissed your cheek, pressing himself up and in you, feeling the way you were so spent and over stimulated, making helpless whimpers and moans as he started to fuck you hard and fast. The mix of his motions and the way the vibrator shook inside of you had you clinging to him, trusting him completely now because you didn’t know what else to do, knowing that there was nothing you could do but let him fuck you.
“So good, you’re so fucking good, angel. What can daddy do to make you cum?” You felt fucked out and whimpered as he started to slow down. He knew you needed a break, half exhausted from riding him and now being stretched out. He pulled out of you, taking the toy out and kissing your shoulders as he moved to lay you down against the couch.
Nikki switched so he was between your legs, licking and sucking as you groaned out, knotting your fingers in his hair and riding his face as you started to enjoy the sex more. He was slowly running his tongues between your folds, lapping at your clit like it was an ice cream of his favorite flavor. Nikki loved giving oral, loved the tangy way your pussy tasted. He grabbed teh sexy toy looking up from where he licked at your clit in strong strokes of his tongue and pressed the toy between your lps, watching the way you opened your mouth and accepted it, sucking it like a cock as he pushed it in and out of your lips. He wished it was his cock there instead. Wanted his balls against your chin as you gagged and choked on him.
His fingers slid into you  on his other hand his tongue lapping at you as you wiggled down and moaned around the sex toy. You were so close and NIkki wanted you to finish, wanted to feel you ride his face. He saw your eyes close, the way your lip rose on one side and let go of the sex toy, letting it fall from your lips as his hand pressed against your lower stomach as you bucked up, thighs hugging his face as he felt you start riding out your orgasm on his face. Bucking as he lapped the wetness and had you shivering helplessly against his face. It was loud and needy as you tried shoving fingers in your mouth to stop some of the screams of pleasure that were coming from your lips.
Nikki laid his head against your thigh, kissing softly as he looked at you, his cock aching and ready to cum. You were bleary eyed and exhausted as you looked down, reaching for Nikki’s head. You tugged his head up, making him look at you, seeing how much the orgasm took out of you.
“I want you to fuck me. I need you, Nikki.” He didn’t have to be told twice and was slipping into your still throbbing cunt. He moaned out as you whimpered, feeling the way your pussy already was clenching like it wanted to cum again. He reached for the vibrator again before you could stop him. Turning it on and pressing it against your already sensitive clit. That was where you blacked out from pleasure.
Nikki watched the way you screamed, he rush of wetness as you came again and let himself go, mixing with the mess that was already on the couch as he came against your thighs, watching you writhe in pleasure. He bucked into  his hand, losing himself as he thought about how fucking good you looked right now. And also thinking about how he was going to sit with you in the shower and hold you as he washed you up and took care of you; that was what he needed to do now. He had used you and now he needed to clean up the mess that he made.
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th3-wh0le-c1rcus · 1 year
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Drunk Words Are Just Sober Thoughts | Nikki Sixx
WARNINGS ~ Just a lot of mentions of Nikki and the boys being drunk
TYPE ~ fluff oneshot
READER ~ fem
SUMMARY ~ Nikki’s drunk as fuck and lets our some feelings he’s been holding in for a while 
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“Alright there’s a good 20 minutes before we get on stage, has anyone seen Nikki?” Vince was frantically pacing around, nervous about where the bassist was. Mötley Crüe was having their first concert in years and peoples expectations were high. 
“Last I heard from him was he was looking around the place with Y/N.” Tommy said “Maybe he finally got the balls to fuck her!” Mick scoffed at his vulgar comment. 
“I mean they have been best friends for so long and the romantic tension between them is fucking killing me, man!” Vince said. “Honestly I hope Nikki and her ARE fucking.” 
Mick, very clearly unimpressed, rolled his eyes. “Can we just focus on finding him please? Vince you check the dressing rooms, Tommy you come with me.” 
“Aww man why do I have to go with you?” Tommy complained.
“Because you’re fuckin incompetent and you’ll probably break something.” Mick replied, irritation still lingering in his words. 
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Nikki and you were in fact together. Not doing anything inappropriate, just two best friends sitting in silence, backstage in a little room you found. Nikki was drunk out of his mind and you hadn’t drank a single thing. You were gonna have to drive the boys back to their hotel anyway, so it’s a good thing your will was strong.
You had only been sitting together for a good 15 minutes but the awkward silence was driving you insane. In the corner of the room the was a small record player which was currently playing a Twisted Sister song, and even that wasn’t enough to lighten the atmosphere.
“Sooo Y/N” Nikki finally spoke up, words slurred, barley audible. “How’s it with whatsisname? You guys break up yetttt?” 
“No Nikki we’re still together.” You said bluntly. He had been trying to get you and your boyfriend to break up for ages, practically since you first introduced him to him. Why? Why did he care so much? Your boyfriend was a great guy so why did Nikki hate him so much? It just didn’t make any sense.
“Awhhh damnnnn you two should totallyyy end it…” He said, a crooked smirk across his face.
“I don’t get why you care so much man, he’s not a bad person.” 
“Ooookay well you don’t know THAAAT. Plus I’d be waaay better than that fuckin pussy.” What. 
“What do you mean by that Nikki?” You asked, a look of concern appearing. Nikki scooted closer to you on the couch you two were sitting on. He didn’t touch you or try to touch you, but the closeness and the uncomfortable eye contact was enough to make you want to look away and get you just slightly flustered. 
“I meannnn I’d be a way better boyfriend then whatever the fuck you’re dating. I’m 100 times cooler and hotter.” What the fuck was he suggesting? Calm down Y/N, he’s drunk. He’s not implying anything he just needs some water and some rest.
“Uhhh I don’t know…” You mumbled, looking down and fidgeting with your sleeves. 
“Oh come onnnn admit I’m waaaay better than that bitch, he’s a boring lameass.” He want boring! Sure he wasn’t as risk taking, impulsive, dramatic or dangerous as Nikki, but he was domestic and kind. Even if it did get annoying sometimes “Y/N?”
“I mean, well, I don’t know?? Why are you saying all this?” 
“‘m must tryna get you to see how boring your relationship with that fucker isssss you should just date me insteaddddd ya know.” Wait what. Your head shot up and you looked directly at Nikki. What he fuck was he saying? You didn’t want to ask but you were curious. 
“Umm… Uh…” Was all you managed to get out. Now it’s not that you were uncomfortable, you just secretly hoped the rest of the band would come looking for Nikki and drag him out of the room because you couldn’t handle all this. Yeah you were uncomfortable as hell.
“Oh Y/N can you not fuckin seeeee? I fuckin like you.” There it was. But it wasn’t true. Even if you wanted it to be true it wasn’t. He was wasted, beyond fucked. Nikki needed to get on stage in 10 minutes, you had no time for this. You had to admit, it saddened you a little bit. Deep down, your relationship with your current boyfriend WAS boring. He WAS a lameass. You honestly would have much preferred a cooler more adventurous boy like Nikki. To be even more honest, you would have just preferred Nikki in general. But again, he was drunk as fuck and you couldn’t take his word for it. Nor could you take advantage of it. You didn’t know for sure that he was being serious. “Please Y/N cmonn-”
Footsteps.. and the door swung open
“FUCK THERE YOU TWO ARE!”
“Oh heya Vince.” You waved, secretly relived he was here to take the bassist away from you finally. 
“YOU GUYS I FOUND EM” Vince yelled to who you assumed was the rest of the band.
“Awh you guys weren’t fucking?” Tommy said, with a fake disappointed tone and face. “Damn I was rooting for you two! Now cmon shitface we got a crowd of minds to blow.” 
They all got up to leave, Nikki making a sad expression and eye contact for a brief moment. It made your heart hurt. You could’ve handled that situation better. Just before Tommy left, you grabbed his arm to talk to him.
“What did you mean by that Tommy?” You asked curiously.
“By what?” He asked.
“That you were… rooting for us?”
“Well, I mean, cmon Y/N you two clearly have the hots for each other, especially Nikki. Dude all he talks about is you!” You blushed a little at the thought. Maybe he was telling the truth… “And plus you guys are literally perfect for each other. Don’t you wanna live that rockstar’s girlfriend life?”
He did have a point, dating Nikki would be a nonstop adventure. It would be like a movie! It made you happy to even think about it. Just the thought of him gave you butterflies.
“Tommy, Nikki told me something just before Vince came in.”
“Oh yeah? What was it?”
“He told me that.. well that he liked me.” Tommy’s eyes lit up, like he had been betting money on the hope that you and Nikki would end up together. “BUT HE WAS DRUNK AS FUCK! So… I don’t know if he was being serious or the alcohol just got him.” 
Tommy’s expression got slightly sadder, like he was more disappointed that you even dared THINK Nikki wasn’t being genuine. He put a hand on your shoulder and gave you a pat on he back. 
“Well you know what they say, drunk words are just sober thoughts.” And with that he walked out the door to catch up with the others.
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The concert was amazing, opening with Looks That Kill and ending with Home Sweet Home. A perfect, perfect night. And while you were singing and dancing the whole time, that little part of your brain couldn’t stop thinking about what Nikki had said, and what Tommy had added.
“Dude all he talks about is you!”
hmm..
“Drunk words are just sober thoughts.”
hmmmmmm…
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Waking up to a hotel room full of smelly, hungover, groaning dudes wasn’t fun, but someone had to make them breakfast since they were physically incapable of doing it themselves. They all slowly came out of their rooms and sat down on the couch. And you couldn’t help but slightly avoid Nikki out of embarrassment. Not look at him, or say good morning to him. And he took notice of that. After the boys had finished eating (it took them a good hour) they all waddled back to their rooms to go back to sleep. All except Nikki. Well shit. I mean you couldn’t really escape somewhere, he’d probably follow you. You just leaned against the countertop nervously and watched him stand next to you out of the corner of your eye. You covered your face with your hair to avoid attention but we all know that never works.
“So how trashed was I last night?” He asked. 
“Uhhh you were pretty drunk yeah,” You answered, looking away.
“Did I uh, say anything interesting?” Did he remember? He didn’t sound genuinely confused… more like he was trying to get you to admit something. Like a parent trying to get their kid to rat themself out.
“Nope.” You bluntly responded. You did NOT have to remind him of what he said last night.
“Hmmmm are ya sure? I distinctly remember saying somethin about you…” Uhh shit… what were you supposed to say? “I know you remember Y/N, and frankly I’m shocked I remember it too but I fuckin meant it.” 
No he didn’t.
He didn’t mean it.
He’s messing with you.
But what Tommy said…
Oh fuck…
“Y/N I fuckin like you. And I don’t give a shit about your douchey boyfriend alright? I’ve seen the way you act around him now. Bored out of your mind, wishing you were with someone else.”
“Yeah alright fine, I’ve lost interest in him. And I DO wish I was with…someone else. He’s boring as hell and I’d much rather be with someone who actually enjoys what life has to offer and doesn’t just want to settle down. Happy?” You blurted. And you didn’t mean for it all to come out. You had never said that about the man you always called the love of your life. But Nikki’s words were driving you mad. And it all overflowed and spilled out of you. 
Nikki, still standing next you, lowered his face right next to your ear, where you could feel his breath on your neck, sending shivers down your spine. And he whispered, “And would that ‘someone else’ be someone like me?” Yes. Was that… not obvious? Or was he still trying to get you to admit it.
“Maybe.” You said turning your head in embarrassment.
“It’s a yes or no baby cmon.” He coaxed. God why did he have to be like this.
“Yes. It would be someone like you.”
“Would the someone like me be… me?” God fucking damnit stop it!
“Yes.” You mumbled, hoping he wouldn’t hear it.
“Mmm what was that? Couldn’t quite hear you.”
“YES FUCK I WOULD RATHER YOU THAN HIM NIKKI, I WOULD RATHER YOU MORE THAN ANYONE, GOD.” 
And no one was more shocked than Nikki. Not even you. Though keeping his cool, his heart was racing and his hands were already feeling sweaty. 
He turned around to face you and put his hand on your jaw, forcing you to look up at him. To look into those beautiful dark eyes.
“Been waiting a long time for those words to come out of your mouth darling.” Before you could reply he pulled you into a deep kiss. One hand on your waist and the other moving to the back of your neck to keep you up. Despite the shock and adrenaline rushing through you, you closed your eyes and placed your hands on his chest, enjoying the moment while it lasted. And once you had both pulled away, you were a blushing mess. Had you really just done that? Kissed your best friend of many years? You didn’t want to ruin the relationship you two had but now more than ever you could not deny the feelings you had for him. But it just felt… right. Like you had just found the last piece of a puzzle. 
You were silent for a moment, not being able to comprehend what was happening. Sure it was just a kiss but the tension made it billions and billions of times more dangerous and exciting. 
“So how about we go and tell that little boyfriend of yours some news hmm?”
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muschiettistrashmouth · 8 months
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Bestfriends - Mötley Crüe
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Authors note: Hello there! I was planning to write for Mötley for quite some time now but I was waiting for my book to arrive (I still don't have it so, well...). English is NOT my first language and I'm a bit rusty. Anyways, enjoy.
Requested?: no
Pairing: best friends!Motley Crue/reader
Summary: You punch Tommy's girlfriend in the face after she speaks badly of his mother.
Warnings: swear words (duh?), mentions of alcohol.
As best friends with the boys, you were always on tour with them, which means sleeping in the bus, partying all night after the shows, and getting in trouble with the terror twins. And even when you paired up with the boys to terrorize Mick, he still treated you like a baby sister.
On one of those days, you were drinking with Mick and Vince in the dress rooms,  Tommy was looking for his girlfriend/fiancé (you didn't even know anymore to be honest), and Nikki was missing too.
The three of you looked at each other with a knowing glance. It was obvious they were fucking.
"I'll introduce her to my parents, man," Tommy exclaimed excitedly. "She's the one."
Mick snorted, then tried to calm down.
"Yeah, man!" Vince said with thumbs up.
"Such a great girl!" You mock, but Tommy didn't understand your tone.
And that's when she appeared.
She wasn't exactly a pleasant company and everyone knew that, everyone but Tommy.
*
Chilling on the bus near Nikki, you were listening to Tommy's weird dream. Something about a floating drum. You didn't really catch what he was saying. That's when his girl stabbed him with a pen.
You and Mick exchanged a weird look and then she started to scream, insulting Tommy. You just couldn't stop the laugh that escaped your mouth.
The black-haired woman looked at you, her eyes burning through your soul.
"And you're just a fucking bitch!"
"Really? Never heard that one before." You mock pouted, making the boys laugh.
"A fucking cunt!"
"Wow, so creative!" You show your thumbs up.
"And you should have protected me from your mother." Another smack against Tommy. "That... that bitch! She's a cunt!"
Everyone's jaws were on the floor.
"A fucking cunt!"
You didn't know what the fuck happened, but one minute you were sitting by Nikki, and the other you were standing, punching her on the nose.
"Never speak about her like this again." You and Tommy said at the same time.
She screams in pain and tries to hit you, but at the same time you push her away with your foot, Nikki holding you to try and stop the fight as Tommy made sure she was out the bus in no time, ending things with her right then and there.
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psych0-str1ngs · 5 months
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Nikki Sixx x reader- Savior (angst)
Authors Note: I wanted to write for Nikki again, so we're writing a nikki angst. Enjoy and remember that my ask box is open for requests! <3 ;) Also this obviously isn't going to be the exact story of the '87 overdose, but it's kinda close.
Warnings: Cussing, hard drugs, crying, over all sadness, with fluff at the end. If these things trigger you, please don't read it :)
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It was late one night, you were with one of your best friends, and crush, Nikki, along with Steve adler, Slash and his girlfriend. You were all drunk, and high. You were sitting on the couch laughing with Slash's girlfriend, While Nikki and Steve were on the floor doing coke. Slash was passed out on another couch.
You zoned out, watching Nikki's face move and contort. You hated to admit it, but Nikki looked totally hot doing coke, even though you knew it was bad. Nikki looked at you and smiled. You blushed and looked back at Slash's girlfriend.
"Hey guys, I'm gonna go outside for a smoke, I'll be back," I got upp off of the couch and stumbled out of the hotel door.
What you didn't know was that, having a smoke in that moment was a horrible idea, the worst ever. You would go on to regret ever leaving that hotel room. Unaware, you continued through the hotel lobby, and on to the cold night. You looked at the sky, immediately the moon reminded you of Nikki.
You often stared up at the sky, imagining living in one of those distant galaxies, with Nikki. He was had such an alien-istic outlook on life, you had never someone who had such wild opinions, but that's what made him interesting. As teens, you and Nikki would sit for hours outside, talking about life, and the moral out codes of being a rockstar, or what you wanted to do with your life. Beyond the musical aspect of life you both shared, you were much alike, sharing many qualities, but also none at all.
You had once again zoned out, the smoke from your cigarette wisting away along with your conscious. You heard sirens, not thinking a thought of it. You looked across the street at the corner store, deciding to grab some more beers. You quickly ran across the street pulling out your wallet. Lines and lines of beers were stacked up on the back wall. You took your pick and payed for it. Walking out the store and seeing an ambulance, as well as seeing Nikki.
You dropped the beer and ran into the street, not even looking if there were any cars. You ran up to Steve, who was standing with his hands on his head.
"What the hell happened?" You yelled. ""What the hell happened?" You yelled.
"He overdosed on heroin." Steve said, sounding extremely scared.
"YOU LET HIM DO FUCKING HEROIN?" I screamed at him, throwing my hands up in the air.
Any last bit of my high was gone, I was completely sobered up. Tears threatened to spill as looked behind me at the white sheet on the gurney. They pulled him into the ambulance.
"Will anyone be coming with him?" The paramedic asked quickly.
"Take my car," I threw my keys at Steve.
I jumped in the the back of the ambulance. The doors closing behind me. I looked at Nikki, who's face was completely relaxed. You sat next to him, the paramedics stood next to the wall of medical things. They were trying everything, shocking him, CPR, anything they though would work. You grabbed his cold hand, and held it in yours. The paramedics yelled at each other. I sat silently.
"Nikki I love you," I whispered. "You can't leave me now."
I knew he didn't hear me, I didn't care. He was far off in a coma, his body threatening cardiac arrest. I moved my hands to my lap, still staring at his face. It was flushed, and almost lifeless. You felt sick, like you were going to puke. The paramedics grabbed the large gurney, and pulled him out of the large truck.
"Stay in the lobby ma'am," The male paramedic said, holding his hand out to help me down.
I quickly walked behind them into the long hospital hallways before I watched them wheel his body away, I trembled, my legs felt like Jello. I walked to a seat, sitting there quietly. The thought of him shooting up replayed through my brain, a deafening ringing was in my ears, but there was no sound. It was an empty waiting room, despite it being a Friday night.
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You were overwhelmed and anxious, as anyone would be. Sitting in the waiting room, you felt as though your eyes were as dry as a desert, your throat was stinging, as though you had just been screaming for hours on end. You felt a tap on your shoulder, it was Nikki. You looked over, his face staring straight at yours. You screeched before getting up and stumbling back away from him. He had maggots, and other bugs crawling through holes on his lifeless face. Parts of flesh were missing from his body, he looked like he had been dead for years. You stumbled back into another person, turning around, and screaming again, your eyes veered at Nikki, who was standing in front of you. You looked around, all of the seats had been filled with the image of Nikki's cold lifeless body. You ran down the hall in terror, before stopping at a cross way.
He was every where, suddenly, a young Nikki was in front of you. Staring you down like a hawk. His tiny hands wrapped around your throat, screeching at you.
"why did you let this happen to me?!?!?!"
You couldn't breath, not a single bit
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The tap on your shoulder had woken you up, it was a doctor.
"Are you with the man who had overdosed?" She asked politely.
I looked around confused, I was sitting in the same seat I was before, but this time, the seats around you were filled up with different people, all kinds.
"Y-yes," I stuttered. "Oh god, is he okay?"
"Do you want to see him?" She asked, her hand on my shoulder.
"Yes please," I got up and she walked me to the room he was in.
I looked at him and immediately ran up to him, his eyes looked at me, smiling. I wrapped my arms around him gently, as he was probably feeling horrible. The doctor walked out, shutting the door.
"Nikki you're a fucking idiot!" I said, looking at him. "If you do heroin ever fucking again, I'll kill you myself you fucker."
He laughed before coughing a bit.
"It'll take more than that to kill me, babe," He smiled, still looking a bit pale.
Your hand caressed his face.
"God I'm so happy you're alive." I hugged him again.
"Yeah yeah," His arm slightly raised, he groaned from pain.
"Don't you dare move until they tell you you can," I look at him."
He rebelled, grabbing my hand, and looking me in the eyes, i blushed slightly.
"I heard what you said." He said quietly.
"Oh?" I looked down embarrassed. "I didn't think you would, uhm, I thought you were gone.."
"I love you too, Y/n," He smiled. "Always have, and always will."
"I think you need some sleep hun," I laughed, chopping up what he had said to him just being disoriented.
"I mean it." He tugged your hand lightly. "I love you"
My breath caught in my throat. I leaned down and kissed him, my lips fit perfectly against his. He kissed back immediately. I pulled up a chair after kissing him and sat down, and after 1 million years, Steve, slash and his girlfriend all show up. They walked in, thanking god that Nikki was alive. Steve started to profusely apologize, Nikki told him it was okay, and that he wasn't mad. I was just happy he was okay, and that I finally had him.
And I could finally take care of him the way he deserved to be.
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starpearlz · 1 year
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Seven minutes -> Nikki Sixx
Summary -> 1975, you never expected to see an old classmate at a party especially be locked in a room with him for seven minutes.
Warnings -> says his old name once, making out but nothing too bad,
A/n -> I’m working on my request but I really wanted to right something for Nikki
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Your intention was not to kiss him, but fate was chosen for you. You only live once especially just being seventeen, high school is either one of the shitiest, or the best years of your life. Your peak. No matter how bad it is, you’ll always remember those high school party.
Underage drinking, skinny dipping in the pool, people hooking up left and right, and stupid party games. You laid on your bed reading with the bright light from your new candle you had gotten earlier. You looked up to the sound of knocking, “go to sleep soon ok?” you nodded as she closed the door. No way, Linda said their was a party downtown.
You blew out your candle and climbed out your window. You would take your car, but you decided to ride your bike; just so your parents wouldn’t hear the car. You chuckled remembering the story your mom said how she got sneaking out with your grandmas car when she was in high school. Yeah, you’re not making the same mistake.
You finally pulled up to the house, wasn’t too long of a ride. But they lived on a hill, you put your bike near a bush hiding it and walking to the porch. It was a really nice house.. it was one of those houses that had big glass windows, maybe four bathrooms and a nice pool. Kids were coming in and out of the house you can tell it’s gonna be a god party by seeing red plastic cups.
You walked inside it was crowded with people you even saw two people making out on the stairs while two people were trying to get by. You walked down the hall to the kitchen and noticed Linda standing near the counter talking to someone, she may look like the sweet girl who makes cookies for a nursing home, but man she can party. “Linda!” I yelled out walking to her, she turned and started waving at you and gave a signal to go over.
You walked over too see that she was talking to some guy with a stubble who stood next to another guy with long brown hair. “Hey!” She yelled over the loud music before squeezing you into a hug. “This is Jasper, the guy I told you about! And this is his friend Nikki!” ‘Jasper’ hands were crossed as he gave a awkward wave. You looked at Nikki and pointed to him, “oh yeah I remember, we had a class together last year.. Frank!” He gave a shy smile, nodding his head looking down an the floor.
“Yeah.. I go by Nikki now.” He said looking back at you and you nodded “cool.” He nodded back as some girl grabbed Linda shoulders from behind. “Come on we’re playing spin the bottle!” You looked at Linda as she nodded grabbing your hand. You looked at Nikki, he looked back confused you shrugged following her.
You followed Linda into the living room, three guys were moving the small glass table while two girls started sitting on the floor. Linda sat down and you sat next to her. Next thing you knew their were a bunch of people that made a circle. You didn’t know the guy that sat next to you, you saw he had a letterman jacket and you could smell the alcohol on him.
You looked forward and saw Nikki in front of you as you smiled at him. “Whoever spins the bottle and whoever it’s pointed at has to go upstairs in the master bedroom for seven minutes.” People started whispering to each other until one guy got up and spun the bottle. The only bad part about this game is having too fully wait those seven minutes.
It’s already about forty minutes into the game, and the only interesting thing that’s happened is two guys getting each other. “Who’s next?” A blonde girl asked, your guessing that it’s the host. You looked forward hearing the sound of laughter, you saw Jasper laughing throwing Nikki’s hand up. He quickly shoved his hand down, “no give it a shot.” The blonde girl said getting up and passing him the bottle.
You couldn’t see his expression from the girl blocking your view, but his expression said it all s as she walked away. He crawled to the center and spun the bottle. The bottle spun slowly in suspense as it started to slowly stop.. to you. You looked up at him in shock, same as him. “Go on love birds!” The blonde girl said as Linda gave you a slight shove to go.
You two walked upstairs with the blonde girl leading the way. She pulled out a key and opened the door, when she opened the door you saw two girls making out. Making the blonde girl laugh loudly as the two ran out. She held out her hand as a motion for us to get in. The bed was huge taking up most of the room. You noticed the decorations wooden bed, a wooden desk and you even saw a deer head in the corner of the room. It would’ve creeped you out but it made you chuckle because someone threw a bra on it. You got in sitting the the corner of the bed and he sat next to you. The girl chuckled “have fun..” she said smirking closing the door and locking it.
“Seven minutes!” She yelled outside the door walking away. You sighed at the awkward tension in the room, you looked at him. “I’m sorry.. I know you didn’t want to do this…” you said maybe to relieve the tension. He shook his head “no it’s ok.. I’m happy it’s you rather than anyone else.” Your eyebrows furrowed is confusion, “why?” You said looking at him.
“Well.. you’re nice, I would’ve hated if I got someone like Michael..” he said shyly. He’s not wrong tho, Mike was a real asshole. “Well.. I’m happy I’m with you too.” You said smiling at him moving closer to where your knees were touching. “So.. why are you here?” You asked him as he took a sip out of his red cup, you didn’t even realize he brought it. “Free jack.” He said bluntly putting it on the wooden nightstand.
“Wait are you drinking straight up Jack?” He nodded as if it’s nothing making you chuckle. “That’s badass.” You said without even thinking, he shook his head “you’re pretty badass yourself.” You rolled your eyes. “Not even..” you said chuckling and he nodded “you are, like at the diner how you make those badass doodles.”
You looked at him in confusion, “how did you know that? I would’ve remembered you, I would’ve said hi!” He nodded, “I’ve only been there a couple times.. but you’ve never served me before.” You gave him a look, “that’s crazy.. I have to give you my number so I can tell you when my next shift is.” He gulped nodding, “I’ll.. I’ll definitely go then.” He said smiling.
You nodded smiling, “well, I’ll be waiting then..” you just realized how close you are too him, you can smell the booze on his lips. You bit your lip, you want to kiss him but at the same time you don’t know if he dose. He closed the gap kissing you slowly, almost like if was hesitant. You leaned more into the kiss you wrapped one of your arms around his neck and cupped his cheek.
You leaning in the kiss making him assertive, he put his hands on your hip and you slowly put your back on bed. You put your arm that was on his neck and wrapped your hand in his brown hair. He got a boost of confidence and started kissing you harder. You moaned in the kiss brushing through his soft hair, you opened your eyes and saw he was staring at you.
You freaked out and pulled away fast, making him think he messed up. “What— what’s wrong?” He asked slightly scared. As you started giggling, “nothing wrong, I wasn’t expecting you too have your eyes open..” you said still giggling. “I’m sorry..” you shook your head, “I know you have definitely kissed someone before.. just relax.” You said before kissing him again making sure his eyes closed.
Your have still tangled in his hair cupping his cheek. He moved his hands down to your ass fondling with them as you gave out a shocked moan. For him being so nervous earlier he sure is getting more confident. He pushed his tongue inside your mouth making you moan again.
He pulled away from you making you open your eyes gasping until he started kissing down your face. You picked up your head as he started sucking on your neck making you moan softly. “Nikki..” you moaned out. You can feel him marking up your neck. He moved his face and you saw his flushed face heavily breathing making you smile.
He smiled in confusion “what?” You shook your head. “I don’t know why I didn’t realize how pretty you are..” he rolled his eyes. “I should be telling you that.” He said before kissing you again. But this time it was slow and sweet. He pulled away again, “you want to know a secret?” He asked still out of breath.
“What?” You asked smirking amused. He bit his lip smiling. “I remember..” he stopped to chuckle making you scoff and gently nudged his shoulder, “what? What do you remember?” Your asked bending your elbow so you can stare at him. He sighed before staring back at you, “remember how you said that last year we had the class together?”
You nodded, you drank but you didn’t drink that much to not remember that conversation forty minutes ago. “I remember.. how much of a crush I had on you in that class.” You looked at him in shock and confusion, “really?” You asked softly making him nod. “I remember I saw you reading.. and seeing you in a ‘Black Sabbath’ shirt, and I thought you were the prettiest and sickest girl I’ve ever seen..” you two chuckled. “And then I found out you had worked at the dinner.. I only went two times, and one of them you weren’t even working.” He bit his lip debating on if he should keep going but he saw how happy you had gotten.
“And when I was there when you were working you were on break.. and I sat in the booth near the door, and I saw you sitting on the table close to the employee door. I was gonna walk up too you but, you looked so peaceful, just drawing your heart away. I felt like a creep for staring so I just left.”
You shook your head “you should’ve said hi, I would’ve been so happy.. and I don’t think you’re a creep.. the opposite even.” You said smiling at him cupping his cheek as he smiled back. You pulled him in again kissing him passionately. You giggled in the kiss going back to laying on your back.
Then the door slammed open as you gasped getting up. You saw the blonde girl again with Jasper and Linda. “It looked liked you two had fun.” Linda said it in a teasing way. Making you roll your eyes standing up, same with Nikki. “Are you two going next?” You asked to Linda and Jasper as she nodded.
You nodded too grabbing Nikki’s hand to walk out the door. “Oh wait,” Nikki said making you stop before your fully out the door. “Is it ok if I leave already?” Nikki asked Jasper as he nodded. “Have fun!” Linda said to you as Nikki grabbed your hand again. “You too!” You said before blondie closed the door.
“Where do you want to go?” Nikki asked making you think, “I could go for some pancakes at the diner.” Making Nikki chuckle kissing you. “You read my mind.”
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need help ~ nikki sixx;the dirt
word count: 1789
request?: yes!
“The dirt Nikki sixx x female reader, the reader been best friends with Nikki sense they were kids and became friends through them having terrible home lives, when motley Crüe started up she was their cheering him on. The reader also been in love with Nikki for a long time but when Nikki starts taking heroin she ends up finding him and taking care of him and this happens more than once but after he overdoses the reader snaps and says that she can’t keep watching the man she loves doing heroin. Please and thank you”
description: after finding her friend overdosing, they have a heavy talk about his addiction and his desire to get help
pairing: nikki sixx x female!reader
warnings: swearing, mentions of drugs, mentions of overdosing, lil angst?
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It wasn’t the first time I had found Nikki in the midst of one of his highs. In fact, it was becoming such a regular occurrence that I usually expected Nikki to be high as a kite whenever I went to see him.
What I didn’t expect this time around was to find him almost dead. Or...I guess completely dead.
I had gotten a call from one of his junkie friends - also nothing new. He sounded frantic and scared as he tried to tell me there was something wrong with Nikki. I thought at first that maybe he was just too high and was freaking out because Nikki was also high, so I wasn’t too alarmed at first. I drove to the address that the guy had given me, convinced that I was going to have to carry Nikki back home yet again and nurse him through his heroin hangover.
When I showed up to the house and found it completely abandoned, a feeling of dread started to grow in me. I walked into the house to find Nikki on his own, passed out, with ghostly pale skin and dried vomit on his mouth and chest. My heart stopped as I fell next to Nikki and checked his pulse. When I couldn’t find one, I immediately called 911.
The ride to the hospital was mostly a blur. The paramedics let me ride with Nikki, but I was basically curled up in an anxiety filled ball as I watched them trying to operate on Nikki. Just when I had lost all hope of him being helped, one of the paramedics injected him with something and he gasped back to life.
Nikki was put in a hospital room to make sure the drugs fully left his system before he was discharged. They allowed me to stay with him since he had no other immediate family to call. I slept in the chair by his bedside while he went through his detox, which was probably the most uncomfortable I had ever been. But I didn’t want to leave until I knew Nikki was okay. I wanted him to wake up so I could tell him that I couldn’t keep doing this.
I was eating a bland hospital food meal when Nikki woke up. I watched him slowly come to life before taking in his surroundings. He turned his head and focused his attention on me.
“(Y/N)? Where am I?” he asked.
“The hospital,” I responded. “Do you remember much about last night?”
He shook his head. “I don’t remember anything.”
“You...um...well, you overdosed, Nik. Your heart stopped and everything. One of the paramedics managed to re-start it in the ambulance.”
“Oh.” I couldn’t read his facial expression, but I assumed he was shocked by this news. Or at least I hoped he was.
I sat at the edge of my chair, looking down at my hands. I couldn’t look at him. The words bubbling in my throat were hard to get out.”
“Nik, I can’t do this anymore.”
“What do you mean?”
I started picking at my hands. My vision was becoming blurry, but I refused to let Nikki see. I had to remain strong so I didn’t back down from this decision.
“I can’t keep watching you nearly kill yourself with drugs. I can’t keep finding you high out of your mind and having to take care of you until you’re well enough to shoot up again.”
“What are you saying, (Y/N)?”
I took a deep breath and forced out, “I can’t be friends with you while you’re like this, Nikki. I can’t keep doing this to myself.”
Silence filled the room. I was picking at a hangnail on my thumb until I accidentally made it bleed. I stuck my thumb in my mouth to try and combat the bleeding, which resulted in me finally looking up at Nikki. He was looking at me with sad eyes. I was a little caught off guard by the reaction and felt guilt building inside of me.
“You...you don’t want to be friends anymore?” he asked. “(Y/N), we’ve been friends since we were in diapers. You really want to end all that?”
I nodded. “I have to, Nikki. I can’t do this anymore. This isn’t good for me, and I can’t come to your rescue and worry that I’m going to find you dead permanently.”
“That’s not gonna happen.”
“I didn’t think so either, until I walked into a crack house to find you unresponsive and alone.”
“That’s because those idiots left me. That won’t happen again.”
I shook my head. My guilt was quickly being replaced with anger. He wasn’t understanding what I was saying. He wasn’t understanding the severity of the situation I had found him in the night before. He wasn’t going to get clean, he was just thinking about when he could get his next high.
I had to get out of there. I was no longer worried that I would go back on my decision, but rather I was worried of what I might say while angry. I got up from my chair, my body aching from being there for so long, and collected my things to leave.
“So this is it?” Nikki questioned as I headed for the door. “A lifetime of friendship and you’re throwing it away while I’m recovering from a near death experience?”
“Don’t give me that shit, Nikki!” I snapped. “It wouldn’t have been a near experience if it weren’t for me! In fact, there has probably been a number of times I’ve saved your ass. And do I get so much as a ‘thank you, (Y/N)’, ‘I appreciate you, (Y/N)’, ‘I’ll stop taking drugs and nearly killing myself, (Y/N)’?”
“I never asked you to do any of that.”
“No, you didn’t, but I still did. Because I love you. And I can’t watch the man I love killing himself anymore!”
The silence that hung between us was thicker now. I felt a wetness on my cheek as I realized I had finally let the tears start falling. This was exactly what I hadn’t wanted to say, but now it was out there and I couldn’t take it back.
I quickly threw myself out of Nikki’s hospital room. I made a beeline for the elevator, trying to put as much distance between me and that room as I could.
At least admitting my feelings made it easier for him to let me go, I thought to myself.
The sudden sound of hospital machines beeping followed by voices yelling drew my attention back to Nikki’s room. The brunette rock star was trying to shove past the number of hospital staff that was trying to coax him back into his room.
“Sir, you’re still detoxing, you have to go back to your room until the doctor discharges you,” a nurse was saying as she tried to push Nikki back into his room.
“I’ll go back in if she comes with me,” Nikki said, pointing towards me.
I felt my face heat up with embarrassment as the staff looked at me. “Nikki, you have to finish your treatment. Go back in and I’ll come see you when you’re better.”
“I don’t believe you,” he said. “I think if you walk out now that I’ll never see you again, and you can’t leave me after what you just told me.”
It felt like my throat was closing over from trying to hold back the fresh tears welling in my eyes. I managed to choke out, “I can’t.”
Nikki finally managed to break away from the staff trying to restrain him and rushed over to me. Before I could realize what he was doing, his hands were grabbing my face and his lips were on mine. It was far from being the picture perfect kiss you see in romantic comedies. It was rough and almost felt desperate. But it was a kiss, and I couldn’t help but get lost in it because it was something I had been dreaming of for years.
It was broken up when two hospital guards appeared and grabbed Nikki, forcing him away from me and back to his room. He tried to fight against them, but when he saw that I was following them now he stopped and allowed them to put him back in his bed and hook him back up to the machines he had been attached to.
I sat back down in the uncomfortable chair and we were right back to where we had been moments before, as if the last ten minutes hadn’t happened at all.
“So,” I started, “was that...real?”
He gave me a funny look. “How could it not be real?”
“I don’t know, it could’ve just been a tactic to get me to come back into the room.”
Nikki chuckled a little. “You don’t think there’s even the smallest possibility that I did that because I also have feelings for you and I didn’t want you to walk away without me telling you that?”
I shrugged my shoulder, which caused him to laugh again. “You’re so cute.”
It was hard not to smile when he said that, but I quickly wiped the smile from my face. “I still mean what I said, though. This admitting that we have feelings for one another isn’t going to change my mind. If anything, I’m much more firm on my decision that I’m not going to sit around and watch you kill yourself.”
Nikki sighed and nodded his head. “I know. I have a problem, (Y/N). I didn’t want to admit it, but I always knew that I did. I crashed Tommy’s wedding because I was high, I’ve ruined friendships, I almost died. I almost lost you. It’s just not worth it anymore. I can’t keep living like this.”
I moved closer to his bed and took his hand in mine. When his eyes met with mine I felt like my breath was taken away. He was always so handsome, even now when he was being his most vulnerable with me. Especially now that he was being his most vulnerable with me.
“We’ll get you help, Nik,” I told him. “There’s plenty of good rehab facilities you can go to, or you can try and do it on your own without the help of professionals. Either way, I’m going to be by your side every step of your recovery.”
“And when I’m clean, I’m going to do what I should’ve done a very long time ago and I’m going to take you out on a proper date.”
I smiled again at him and said, “It sounds like a deal.”
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KinkTober day 1
Choking
[Nikki Sixx X reader] Open Wide
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Warnings: Smutty, cursing, pet names, name calling, choking
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There you were being a brat all day. You were playing with Nikki all night, teasing him. You’d run your hand up his thigh or kiss right below his ear and whisper naughty things.
Finally he had you home, alone. No one was there. Your skin tight black dress and tights weren’t gonna be so pretty for much long.
“So what? You think you can be a whore and not get a punishment?” He grabbed your ass with a smirk. “I don’t know what your talking about.” You act all dumb looking up at him. “You know what I’m talking about. “Get on that bed. Go on.”
He watched you crawl up on the bed just like he asked. Now you listen. “Take the dress off- you know what? Leave it on.” He unbuttoned his nice suit pants and got them off. His shirt and jacket soon to follow.
“Spread.” He commanded as he reached down. Your legs automat spread wide for him. “Good.” He kissed your neck as he ripped your tights in the middle. “Easy access.” He quickly ripped the panties too. “Nik.. those were my favorite panties..” you whined.
“I’ll buy you new ones don’t worry.” He kissed at your leg with a wild smirk. “Why are you so wet huh?” He gave your thigh a soft smack. “Dirty dirty slut.. for me?” He asked as if he didn’t know.
You just nodded, watching as he pumped himself with one hand. “You sure you deserve this?” You let out a needy whine. “Okay okay.” He chuckled and pushed into your velvet folds.
He sunk deep into you, causing him to let out a guttural moan. “Shit.. so damn tight.” You let out a whine as he went faster, picking your legs up on his shoulders and pounding you closer. His hand wrapped around your neck and squeezed.
“Fucking slut. You like this huh princess?” He asked as he found a new angle causing you to let out a scream. “Yes! Fuck yes!”
“Oh I know you do.” He nipped at your flesh of your thigh and squeezed harder. Your head getting dizzy and light from the pleasure and squeezing.
“C-close!” You whimpered clawing at his back. “Oh baby.. cum for me then. Show me how much of a slut you are for me.” You squeezed around him, trying to drain him.
He squeezed a bit harder on your throat. Your hands holding onto his wrist and arm as he pounded you so hard that you would have thought the bed was gonna break, or even bust the wall.
Soon you tightened around him letting out soft moans, your eyes rolling back as you climaxed. He fucked you through it, close to his climax.
“Shit shit!” He moaned deeply as he came deep inside of you. He released his hand to see the hand print on your neck. “Shit baby.. you okay?” He asked, cleaning up his mess after pulling out.
All you could do was nod. You wished he’d be like this all the time.
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𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 ; 𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐤𝐢 𝐬𝐢𝐱𝐱 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
!! disclaimer before we start this girliez !!
it's gonna be a multi-part fic
it's based on the movie (i read about the band's and nikki's life, but it'd be complicated)
fem!reader will be half russian and half of another nation (you can insert yours here)
it's gonna have some TW parts as cussing, drugs, sex, miscarriage, depression so please read with caution!!
𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟏.
word count: 2.308k trigger warning: cursing, pole dance, smoking
1981, hollywood, sunset boulevard
♡ 𝐘/𝐍 ♡
the fake lashes tickled her eyes as one of her colleagues helped her to ruffle up her hair, well, if you can name the other girls who pole dances with you in a night club 'colleagues'.
"i fucking hate this shit" she muttered, putting lipstick on her lips. jessica, the girl who helped her shrugged her shoulders.
"when you're done with that, you can go off with a guy. old men pays way much more then the broke, skinny rock and roll wannabe-ones."
"it's a good idea jess, but i want to use my young years, and maybe get a normal relationship." y/n knew that this decade had its own fuckboys, just like the teddy-boys in the 60s with long coats and hair with much gale, and the hippies in the 70s with those fucking irritating and bad-looking flares and too much color, and now... they had log hair, black clothes and bulked up with studs, now just on their clothes, but on their face, too. sometimes it was fucking disgusting, even worse than punks, but other times, it was pleasant dig into a boy's long hair while he ate her out.
"your choice, baby. two minutes and simon will come in, so prepare yourself." simon was the guy who talked with them; when to go to the stage and when their shift ended, handing out the girls' 'salaries' to them, always in cash, of course. dancing here wasn't her first option; y/n wanted to go to somewhere, where an audience could tell that she had a good voice, or just tell her to fuck off, getting into dancing and singing, acting universities were difficult and expensive to get in. but since she had to pay the bills in the house she shared with two other girls, collecting money wasn't that easy.
in two hours, she was dancing in the big area on the counter, letting men tuck money into her panties and throw it in the front of her legs. shaking and crawling her body to the music, she almost completely shut the world out from her own world. at least she could dance, and she liked dancing, as soon as...
a bolting light shone through the bar. it was impossible to miss that is was a camera light. what the fuck, she turned and saw a couple of guys standing there, making pictures in front of where she was dancing.
"the guys will be so jealous when they're gonna see this! okay, brad, could you-"
"what the fuck do you think are you doing?" y/n stopped dancing, getting their attention.
"just making some pictures, don't worry, babe."
"don't fucking babe me! you can't take pictures here, do you understand?" she hollered, climbing down from the counter.
"could you take a picture about us with your friend in the back? or could you call down her?"
y/n snatched the camera from them.
"if you don't fuck off, i'm gonna trash this piece of shit."
"i'd listen to the girl." two other guy stepped in, they had long hair just like the rockers they probably listened to. one of them, the curlier and brown one carried a drumstick with himself, tucked into his belt.
"sorry, but what the fuck are you?" fuckface brad's one friend asked him.
"just a guy who walks in here from time to time and doesn't break the rules."
"i don't fucking care, could you please go away? we have to take some pictures, give me back that shit!"
"this?" y/n asked, looking at the camera, then, with her heart stomping in her chest, she trashed it down to the ground, breaking it into thousands of pieces. the fuckfaces got shocked.
"are you fucking mad?!"
"you deserved it anyway", the drumstick-boy's friend said, but the next moment, y/n got a punch into her face, crashing into the counter where people stood before it. looking up, she felt something warm running down to her lips, but instead of crying being hurt, she grabbed the nearest bottle she could find, breaking it, she successfully scratched the boy's arm.
"fuck you!" she screamed, aggressively waving the bottle in front of her. "fuck off, right now, motherfuckers!"
"y/n, what the fuck are you doing?" simon got in the picture. y/n looked around; some of the guests and jessica stared at them, the rocker boys stopped punching the other two guy as she fretted the third of them with a broken bottle. "if you do it again, you are gonna get fired!"
the girl looked at him, laughing, grabbing as much as money she could.
"yeah? then you won't gonna get the chance to fire me, because i quit! fuck you, simon, and fuck everybody in this craphole! i'm done!" screaming, she walked back to collect her things. not saying a word to anyone, carrying her clothes and her wallet, she walked beside simon, pushing his shoulder with hers as he tried to talk with her. but now, she was mad and unstoppable.
"you can never go back here if you quit now!" simon yelled to her as she stood at the door, now everybody staring at them.
"you know what simon?" she asked, licking her lips. iron from blood. with money in one hand, she dropped her things for a second and showed up both of her middle fingers.
turning around, she left the place that was her second place to go, but not her second home. out the door, she saw that people were staring into the bar, probably they heard the fight.
"hey dude! give me a fucking cigarette." getting one, they lit it to her.
"do you know what happened? we heard yelling and screaming." a woman asked, y/n nodded, blowing out the smoke.
"yeah, it was me. and don't come here, because the motherfuckers replace half of the whiskey with water." then walking away, she sat down on the side of the road, smoking the stick between her lips as she put on her skirts, top and her jacket. she couldn't think about what's gonna be with her. there was always a place for a crawling, dancing girl who could dress up as a slut.
"hey, are you okay?"
turning around, it was the same two guy who tried to defend her. she couldn't blame them, she blamed the brad-kinda assholes. holding the cig with her hand now, she bit her lip.
"except that the fact that now i'm jobless, that my face hurts and got rearranged, i'm pretty good, thanks." they sat down beside her.
"we're sorry for what happened. but we beat them up."
"you were cool, too! with that broken bottle. i'm tommy, by the way, and he's nikki."
"i can talk myself too, tom."
"i'm y/n. and that's my job... well, was."
"sorry that we couldn't stop it." nikki looked at her. he had pretty, green eyes, not the ones she could see everyday.
"don't worry, it was just a matter of time. otherwise, if i have to handle those three, maybe i'd be in jail now. and i hate this shit", she added, tearing down the fake lashes.
"would you actually stab them?" tommy asked.
"of course. if they break the rules, i break them head." at that, the two of them looked each other. "what? you don't meet girls everyday who smash others for being a motherfucker?"
"no, most of my girlfriends cry and scream, or throw something at me." tommy shrugged his shoulders. "i'm gonna borrow some cigs, do y'all want some?"
"yes, please." y/n said, and nikki nodded, also. now, it was just the two of them. she turned to the guy.
"and you? any troubled girl?" he shook his head.
"not one yet. but an upcoming band, and it's gonna be fire."
"upcoming band? you drive in bands?"
"yeah. but the last one was shit, it was called london."
"bands with names of towns never work, didn't anybody tell you that before?" nikki laughed at her question. "well, now you know. and any plans about the new one?"
"it's gonna be... the best band you've ever seen. but i still need some members in it, now i only have tommy. so tell me, can you sing?"
it this the hand of fate? y/n was far too much played to believe in some guy's promises and questions.
"well, nobody wanted to beat me when i was carousing in my rent." laughing at this, nikki turned to her.
"maybe if you can really sing, i'll count a frontwoman into my band."
"frontwoman? don't joke with me." y/n shook her head at his words.
"why would i joke? why do you think it's a joke?"
"because i got fucked up by some people before, and i don't believe to empty promises. see, i'll go there, and if the band is cool, then i'm in."
tommy came back, handing the cigarettes to them, showing up a bottle alcohol.
"guys, i found this on the ground, it's only half empty!" he said, making y/n grimace.
"watch out, maybe it's piss. happens a lot of time." the two guy laughed again.
"were did you learn these comments?" tommy asked. y/n shrugged her shoulders, letting nikki light her cigarette.
"anywhere. i spent my childhood with people i learned a lot from."
"were you in orphanage?" nikki asked, and she nodded. another piece of ash falling to the ground.
"kinda. i grew up in sacramento, and getting out from it, i came here."
"that's fine. i sent my mother into jail, but she was an asshole anyway." nikki added, making y/n pull up her eyebrows, nodding approvingly.
"hard."
"do you wanna go to party? tommy?" the guy asked, tommy shook his head.
"sorry, but i gotta be home. i think that girl broke up with me, but anyway, it was nice to meet you, y/n."
"see you again, toms."
"how so?"
"your friend just invited me to sing in his upcoming band, the one that never anybody has seen before." she teased nikki.
"wow, that's cool! i thought we're gonna have a guy, but that's okay."
"can't i be as good as a guy?" she asked back, making tommy look at nikki. "whatever, it's only a trial."
as tommy got away, y/n finished her second cigarette. "it was a pleasure to meet you, nikki, but i gotta search for a new place to work."
"really?"
"why? until 4am, they're open. it's not a big deal."
"come and party with me instead of it. or just sit down and talk, hm?" the girl smiled at this, rolling her eyes.
"are you trying to fuck me? other guys just pay me the drinks and help me to get to the bathroom."
"no, i just wanna get to know more about you. you're probably not pure american, judging by your accent." nikki answered, helping her stand up. y/n looked at him.
"it's true that i'm a half-blood. half russian, half (y/na). every cop asks for my id, everybody thinks that i'm a fucking illegal immigrant, but i'm just as an american citizen as this fucking ford!" she said, pointing at the car beside them.
"fuck the police anyway. and... you said that you were a foster kid, how so?"
"i don't want to talk about it. besides, not everybody's choice to get their parents int jail."
the truth was that her mother was truly an illegal immigrant, and in the short half and a year she was in the states, she got pregnant with her from a fellow guy she met with. when y/n was born, her mother had a beautiful, lovely six months with her baby, but then, one day the police knocked on her door. having no father and living in a mother's home, it was an instant way to get into orphanage.
"i'm sorry about that. do you want to forget these things with some booze?" nikki asked as they turned down on the road.
"do you have an actual place to live?" she asked him.
"do you have a place to stay?" nikki asked back.
"hell yeah, just because i'm stated as a slut by the society, i'm not a homeless one!" y/n spread her arms beside them, almost slapping a guy. they both laughed at that. "lead me to your place."
"right away, princess." he replied, setting his arm around her shoulder. "can i?" nikki looked at her, y/n looked up to her from her real eyelashes.
"what?"
"people can think that we're going up to me to fuck." y/n laughed, shrugging her free shoulder.
"and do i look like i give a fuck about what they think?"
♡ 𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐊𝐈 ♡
y/n could be only one girl from all those who he met through the years, but she wasn't. he was unsure about that he really should invite her to the band, because if they really would get famous, everybody would bully her do death. and maybe she wouldn't get it on herself, but he would blow up from all the shit she'd get. looking at her, he only knew her a couple hours ago, but the way she protected herself from the creeps in the bar in underwear, the way she talked, she could be a pure ghetto chick, but she was more than that. it was like... she born into the wrong place, wanting to be more than she was now.
"is something bad? or are you just thinking?" she asked him.
"what? no, i just hope that i locked the windows before i started the night."
"i fancy the simple fact that you are a guy who is capable of thinking."
he wasn't a fan of fast and strong emotions, but if she doesn't stop replying sarcastically, he's gonna marry her.
it was just a matter of time...
...and tons of drugs, music and trouble.
𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓.
a/n: i gotta get into writing since i just got back, but i hope you still like it. if you want to get on the taglist, dm, comment or write here
take care and stay safe girliez
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dancing around the fire
part one ➳ “shut up geoff”
Mötley Crüe x F!Reader, Metallica x F!Reader
A/N: idk what magicians hat I pulled this out of but Bon Appétit 🎩🐇 ALSO NO HATE TO ANY BANDS ITS FOR THE PLOT I PROMISE
Tags: @slashscowboyboots @lost-in-the-80s @shelickedthebeater
Warnings: profanity, enemies to pretend-lovers(?), fake romance... etc?
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Relief had finally settled in your gut at the thought of finally being able to finalize the newest album your band, [insert badass band name here], had been working on for months. The three of you always busted your asses to put in the best work you could with each song you wrote. Daniel was probably one of the best drummers you’ve worked with, he had great ideas and loved working on the lyrics when you found yourself with writer's block. The two of you had a good flow, and when you were drunk on stage and felt cocky, you’d think about how the two of you could probably take over the world… Of course, that was the liquor talking, but you truly were a great team. You sang lead vocals and played the guitar. Being the lead wasn’t exactly your favorite part of the industry, but someone has to do it. 
And then there’s Geoff. 
When he isn’t playing his main casting part as “pain in your ass” he actually was a kick-ass bassist. 
But on days like today that “pain in your ass” label was coming out pretty strong. 
“Hey, do you guys know what would make this song even better?” Geoff marched into the studio like he was on a mission. 
“Geoff, I swear to God, if you say a cowbell one more time—”
“A kazoo!” 
The next few moments were filled with baffled silence as you and Daniel watched Geoff pull out a neon-green lint-covered kazoo from his pocket. 
“You know man, I think it’d be better to hold off on the kazoo until the next album. Doesn’t really fit the vibe.” Daniel said with a polite shrug.
“True!” Geoff nodded before exiting into the storage room. 
“Do you guys know what would make this song even better?” A familiar Danish accent entered the room.
“You were supposed to be here at noon,” You watched as James walked into the studio, followed by Lars, Kirk, and Jason. “It’s half past three. The hell were you doing?” 
“Jacking off.” James shrugged, causing you to laugh. 
“You’re a dick,” You rolled your eyes playfully and chuckled, “We really needed y'alls help deciding on the album cover, but ultimately Daniel chose because Geoff kept having suggestions of what would make the cover ‘so much better’.” 
“Honestly, I think that unicorn drawing would’ve added a nice touch.” Kirk pointed at the poorly-drawn, unicorn stick figure Geoff had left laying out. 
“That’s what I said!”
You hadn’t even noticed that Geoff had snuck back in yet. “Hey, do you guys know what would make the album so much better? If we toured with Jimmy Buffett!” 
“Oh, yeah, then you could drink margaritas and learn the language of the parrot-heads,” James nodded, “maybe start a cult even—”
“Shut up, fucker, he’ll genuinely consider it,” Daniel whispered, elbowing James in the side. But it was too late. Excitement had already filled Geoff’s eyes, and his converse squeaked against the linoleum floors as he pivoted towards your direction.
“Y/N, can we—” 
“No.” 
“Aw, damn,” Geoff pouted, hanging his head low like a disappointed child, “I’m going back to the storage room.” 
Once Geoff had made his exit, you and Daniel began filling Metallica in on the details for your newest album. You’d been friends with Metallica since you had started out in ‘84. They always had some of the best inputs and never let you down when you needed some other opinions. James sat comfortably beside you on the broken-down sofa. His arm slung over your shoulder while you flipped through different cover art designs you had looked through earlier. 
“Well, well, well, if it ain’t the breakfast club.” You paused mid-sentence and looked at the door where four newcomers stepped in. Your stomach turned as you took in the intruders. 
Mötley Crüe.
“The fuck are you guys doing here?” You grunted, pushing aside the cover art and shifted to look at all of them. 
“They’re here to help.” Andrea, your manager smiled as she and Doc McGhee walked in after the four. 
“That’s funny, if we wanted the help of a bunch of monkey-asses we would’ve gone to the zoo and asked the baboons.” You scoffed, making a point to glare directly at Nikki. Andrea was well aware of your history with Sixx. He was an ex and not one that you’re still carrying a torch for.
“I told you this was a waste of time.” Nikki crossed his arms.
“Y/N, you should watch your tone. Considering that you’ll be spending lots of time with Mötley Crüe, Sixx in particular… You might want to change the way you behave around him.”
“What do you mean, ‘spending lots of time with Mötley Crüe’?” You raised a brow.
“Well, in order to increase sales for both of your albums when they’re released… you’ll be dating Nikki. Publicly. Y’know, since you’ve got history and everything? The fans are gonna love it.” 
Your jaw dropped to the floor, but before you could say anything, Lars beat you to the punch. 
“You gotta be mcfocking kidding me.”
“Lars—”
“Just when you focking think something possibly good could focking come out of this situation. Here comes Doc and Andrea. Honking their focking clown noses—”
“LARS—”
“Just honkhonkhonkhonkhonkhonnnnk”
“I got 20 bucks right here for whoever will knock grumpy the dwarve's ass out,” Vince pulled a crisp $20 bill from his pocket. If you thought Lars lost his shit before, he was going absolutely apeshit now.
“WHAT'D YOU SAY TO ME YOU PUNK ASS BOTTLE BLOND BITCH—”
It took a while, but once James, Kirk, and Jason managed to drag a feral, kicking and screaming, five-foot-six, danish drummer out of the room a cold silence followed. 
“No.” You looked at Andrea. 
“You don’t get a choice, Y/N, that’s the thing… Doc signed off on it, and I signed off on it. It’s set in stone. You’ll be playing the part of Nikki’s girlfriend as long as we see fit.
“You can't do that!” Daniel argued. 
“Actually we can. Like you and Geoff, Y/N signed a contract. If she doesn't follow through with this publicity stunt, then Elektra Records will drop you.” Doc finally spoke up. 
“Let them fuckin' drop us then!” You were seeing red. Trying to figure out how in the fuck Andrea weaselled this behind your back. 
“Y/N, we’ll figure this out. We can get a lawyer to look into the legal details…” Daniel pulled you aside, “Until then though….” He shrugged, “We can’t afford for this record to flop.” 
You hated that he was right, for now, the situation was out of control. Even if you wanted to say “fuck this deal, and fuck you”, you really needed your upcoming record to sell. 
“Fine, but if he gets any funny ideas I’m chopping off his dick and hanging it on a necklace.” You held out an unenthusiastic hand for Nikki to shake.
“Hey, do you guys know what would make this publicity stunt so much better?” 
“SHUT UP GEOFF!”
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wickeddsensation · 1 year
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"Stargazing was a good idea."
Nikki Sixx x Reader
"C'mon Nikki!" You giggled, tugging on his hand.
"Why the fuck are we doing this again? I could be asleep right now." The bassist grumbled, still not understanding why you were dragging him to the roof at 3am.
Shaking your head at him, you smiled and just kept leading him up the fire escape towards the roof. As you climbed the creaky metal staircase, you almost couldn't contain your excitement. On the roof, you had set up an air mattress, plenty of pillows, blankets, snacks, and a few candles as a surprise for Nikki. As you climbed the last few stairs, you carefully led the bassist in front of you and covered his eyes with your hands.
"I have a surprise for you up here Nik." You hummed in his ear.
"Oh really now? I wonder what it is." Nikki purred, smiling at your antics.
Out of everyone he'd ever dated, you were the first person to treat him like an equal. You didn't gush over him being a rockstar, you didn't chew him out when he screwed up, and you were always there for him. Growing up Nikki never imagined himself falling for someone so hard and he never expected to be treated the way you treat him, but here he was, letting some random chick lead him up his fire escape to his roof for lord only knows what.
As you carefully helped him up the last step and onto the roof you took a deep breath and removed your hands from his pretty green eyes. You watched as he took in everything you did, the few candles you'd brought up were lit, casting a soft glow to the rooftop.
"Oh bunny, did you do all this for me?" The bassist asked, his voice breaking at the end as small tears filled his eyes.
"Of course! Tommy and Vince helped me haul this shit up here but it was worth it. I know you've never been stargazing before so I thought you'd like it." You beamed at the bassist.
"Have I ever told you how much I love you?"
"No, I don't think you did." You giggled.
"So what do you think?" You continued.
"I think stargazing is a good idea bunny." Nikki smiled as he leaned down for a kiss.
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thesmokingguns · 1 year
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Vintage Valentine w/ Nikki Sixx
Minors DNI 18+
Warning: mentions of cum play, over atom, sex toys, unprotected sex
Minors DNI 18+
You loved the way it felt when Nikki came inside of you. It wasn’t just the warm feeling of his cum pumped inside of you, the way that it filled you up and how when he pulled out it would coat your thighs in a sticky mess, serving as a reminder of how you were his it was the whole act of him fucking you.
When Nikki was on top of you, his chest pushed against yours, growling and grunting into your ear with feral rapid need for you, it made you vibrate with pleasure. He’d press you against the mattress, pulling up when he was about to cum so he could look down at you and watch the way his cock looked filming you. His eyes on the space where he could see his cock so deep in you, leaving a little bump. Stretching your womb out as he filled it with his seed, watching you get a little tummy from being pumped full.
And you loved how he looked down at you, using you like a little breeding bitch. How he’s stay inside of you as his cock softened, pulling out and dragging some of the cum with him. As he got up to clean himself he’d look at you, all fucked out, laying with your thighs slightly open, glistening from his cum. Sometimes the goops of sticky whiteness flowing out from the slightly swollen pink opening of your pussy.
It was such a sight that sometimes he’d come back, bringing your dildo and fucking you with the toy, watching entranced as his cum was forced out of you because there was no room for anything else. He’d make you cum around the fake cock, seeing stars and being overused and overwhelmed and by the time your orgasm hit you, he’d be ready to fuck again. Filling you up again with his cum.
Nikki was fucking you now, holding you from behind, his mouth on your shoulder, kissing you as he fucked you from behind. One of your legs between his, the other over this thighs to hold you open so he could use your body to his liking. He had his let arm wrapped around your torso, hands squeezing at your breasts, pinching at your sensitive nipples and tugging at them with him thumb and pointer finger. His right hand on your hip, finger print marks that would be left there from him squeezing at your hip bones as his cock pushed inside of you, stretching you.
Your pussy was so wet, you could feel your own juices running out down over Nikki’s balls and causing this wet squelching sound with each of his thrusts. Nikki was starting to bit down, a tell tale sign that he was close to cumming. His fingers sliding from where they had been bruising your hip down over your stomach. His fingers rolled softly over your belly button to where he could feel the head of his cock inside of you, fucking you. He growled, primal emotion as the sense of possession over you, the knowledge of how he could use you and how you ate it up.
He reached for your hand guiding it down to hold it over your stomach, pushing down so you were cupping his cock that was inside of you as he thrust up, toying with you with long deep thrusts.
“Do you feel me? Do you feel me inside of you taking what's mine?” he was gasping out, short of breath and consumed with pleasure, “Say it. Say you’re mine.” he demanded as you wondered if you could even speak.
You were overcome with pleasure already. Nikki had gone down on you before he had fucked you, getting you over excited and making you buck up, cumming in his mouth. He had been delighted at how easily you had orgasmed, toyed with you after and got you right to the brink for a second orgasm which you had right as he had started fucking you, ten minutes before. Now, now you were so stimulated and horny that you knew if he touched your clit you would surely black out. The idea of talking seemed like a task you were unable to complete.
“My pussy is yours, Nikki.” you managed to breathe out, hearing the sharp intake of breath. His pleasure was vocal and you appreciated the sounds he made, heightening the moment without reserve or embarrassment.
“My pussy. Gonna fill you up. Gonna fill your pussy up and then make you lay here after, holding your knees to make sure all my cum stays inside you.” you warmed at his words, nodding your head, “Keep feeling me. I want you to feel me when I cum.” he demanded, moving his hand off yours.
You kept your hand on your stomach like he had asked, gasping as his hand slipped down, running over the wetness of your clit. He was going to make you pass out tonight. His thumb strummed you and then pinched you. His balls slapping your ass from behind, cock filling you and now his fingers twisting and pinching at your clit. Your eyes shut as you tried to not faint.
“Nikki, too much. Too much, NIKKI!” you screamed his name, feeling the wave of warmth wash over you. His cock popped from you as he looked down, watching your body squirt. The shock on his face quickly was replaced with feral need as he flipped you on your stomach, pinning your hand under you as he lifted your hips and buried himself back inside of you.
This was the first time you had ever squirted and the sight of you cumming that hard had Nikki seeing stars. You could feel him, burying himself inside of you, pounding you so hard from behind that you ached but your eyes opened wide when you felt it. The warm rush of his cum filling you. He held your hips, pushing himself deeper inside of you. Your hand on your stomach could feel the spasms of his cock as he emptied himself into you, using you like his own personal cum rag. Instead of waiting to get soft, Nikki Dragged your knees up, pulled your ass up higher and pulled out. He opened your ass cheeks running his cock over your asshole as he dried himself off with your body.
“Stay like that, pretty girl. I want you to stay like that so I can see how good you are at keeping my cum inside of you.” you blushed like he hadn’t just been fucking you as you nodded, loving the praise.
Nikki was standing from the bed, going to get a towel and a new set of sheets as you laid on the bed, eyes heavy and belly full. You would do anything to please him. Even being his personal cum dumpster.
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Tommy’s Sister, Nikki Sixx
Request: Can you do a tommy lee where his baby sister is graduating from collage and she's up st her house unexpected with his bandmates and he catches a dude seeking out of her room and come to find out her and the dude has be sleeping together.
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Tommy has always been a protective older brother, despite only being ten months older than me. Still, when he’s around, Tommy makes sure that no guy has even the smallest opportunity to say something to me, much less hit on me. He shuts every guy down quickly, but over the years, I’ve grown more annoyed as the things I used to find funny now seem overbearing and embarrassing.
However, what Tommy doesn’t realize is the one guy he has failed to shut down is his own bandmate, Nikki. This is mostly due to Nikki turning any guy away from me like Tommy does, leading to Tommy thinking he’s picked up the older brother attitude as well, but no - not by a long shot.
Currently, Tommy still has no idea about mine and Nikki’s relationship, and with us going on over a year now, we have to figure out how to tell him soon. Our relationship started right when Tommy brought Nikki over to our parents’ house for dinner one night and I happened to have some free time away from my college classes. Nikki and I could almost read each other’s minds as we sat across from each other at my parent’s dinner table, smiles forming on our faces as everyone talked around us. That was several Motley Crue tours ago, and now that they’re all home for the next four months, Nikki and I have plenty of time to try and formulate a plan. Hopefully, we'll be able to enact some type of plan before my graduation, avoiding any negative outcomes.
“You know he’s going to freak out the second we tell him,” Nikki points out the obvious, lying on his side next to me in my bed. His hair is a wreck and the makeup he had on from their last show stains underneath his eyes. The second he got back from their recent tour, he came straight over to my apartment while Tommy went to our parents. It worked out perfectly. “I mean, he’s not going to be happy.”
“About what? That his best friend is in his sister's bed? Or that we’re naked?” I ask him, rolling over to press my chest against his, gaining a smirk from him in response. Instantly, Nikki’s arm resting against my waist pulls me closer to him as he connects his plush lips to mine for a short second. The moment he pulls away, I can’t help but giggle. “Do you think Tommy’s going to kill us?”
Nikki laughs at my whispered question, shaking his head against my sheets. “No, he won’t kill us. Me maybe, but definitely not you,” he jokes, earning a teasing slap to his chest. He only grins at this, his lower lips caught between his teeth. “I think if we invite him over and calmly explain it to him, he might have a… better reaction.”
Nodding at Nikki’s words, I cuddle closer to him in our hold while pushing my face against his neck. It feels so good to finally be able to spend time with Nikki that doesn’t involve him having to use a pay phone or sending me postcards. We’re finally together after almost five months of having to suffer without him. I couldn’t be happier for him to finally be back, and what makes it even better is the fact that he came straight to my place after getting off the plane. I don’t know what exactly went through my head when he knocked on my apartment door with his carry-on behind him, but I do remember immediately pulling him inside for a kiss. That kiss is why we’re in our current predicament as that kiss was just the start of many things to occur throughout the night.
“Let’s just hope he doesn’t lose his shit,” I mumble, Nikki nodding in response to my words. For a few moments, a calm silence passes between us, but it’s not awkward; in fact, it’s the exact opposite. It feels as if the world and time itself has slowed down around us and it’s just me and Nikki, no one else.
“I could stay like this forever,” I whisper to Nikki, earning a nod and kiss back in response. I can hear his voice speak up, “me too, sweetheart,” but I’m drifting asleep too fast to even process the words. Being so comfortable in his arms has made me feel like I haven’t slept in ages, and it’s so relaxing.
The sound of my front door slamming open has me emerging from my sleepy state quickly, and before I can even jump up to investigate, Nikki’s already out of bed, wrapping a random towel from my floor around his waist as he opens my bedroom door. The strong and brave demeanor he gained thinking it was an intruder immediately falters as soon as his eyes catch Tommy walking through my living room with his back facing us, causing Nikki to quietly shut the door afterward before turning to me with wide eyes. “What the fuck,” he mouths to me, only to be met with my own bewildered expression. When the hell did my brother get a key to my place?
“(Y/n)?” Tommy yells my name out, bringing me out of my stupor. Jumping up from my bed, I clamber over to my door and quickly grab my robe. Quickly shuffling to put it on, Nikki helps me do so as my legs kind of feel like jelly right now, leading to him holding me against him as I stand.
“I’m in my room!” I yell out, fear coursing through me as I hear Tommy’s running feet come closer. “Don’t come in! I’m naked!” I add, hoping he’ll get the message. However, because it’s Tommy we’re talking about, he never gets the message.
I hear him laugh, Nikki and I sharing a confused look as he does so. That is until his laughter is cut short and his tone changes. “Why are you naked?” He asks, banging on my bedroom door now. “Is there a boy in there?!”
With there being no lock on my door, Tommy wastes no time in opening it, only to turn the corner and see his best friend standing right beside me, my pink bath towel wrapped around his naked torso as his arm stays wrapped around my waist, definitely not making the situation any better. For a moment, Tommy is shocked, and I’m almost scared of what’s to come next.
“Oh, what the fuck?!” He finally speaks up, Nikki and I jolting as soon as he does so. “Nikki, really?! How long- When did- ugh!” Shouting in frustration, Tommy throws his hands up in the air before moving to sit on the edge of my bed, seemingly a little overwhelmed. “I mean, I never knew! How did I not know? I should’ve seen something, right?” Tommy looks over at me and Nikki, waiting for a response that we can’t seem to give him. In fact, neither of us can really speak up at the moment, still in shock.
“Nikki, we’re best buds - you couldn’t have told me?” He says, shaking his head afterward. Looking down at the ground, he sighs. “At least it wasn’t Vince…” he mutters more to himself than us, but Nikki and I end up letting out a relieved laugh at Tommy’s sudden joking mood.
“At least you’re not trying to kill me,” Nikki tells Tommy, making him laugh as well. The more Tommy seems to let go, the more relieved I become. Maybe Tommy’s accepting of our relationship, but then again, he doesn’t know all the details - like the fact we’ve been together for over a year now, and Tommy’s only finding out now.
“No, dude, I just wish you would’ve told me sooner,” Tommy says, making me smile. “I wondered why you haven’t touched any of the chicks on our tours, but now I know- and dude! I’m actually relieved now!”
At Tommy’s revelation, I fully relax in Nikki’s hold as my heart skips a beat, Nikki pulling my body closer to him in response. I always believed Nikki when he said he wasn’t with anyone else, but to hear Tommy further validate everything makes me feel so much more love for Nikki as well as the love Nikki proclaims to me.
The moment’s going so well, perfect almost, but just like Tommy, Nikki doesn’t get the hint when to stop either, and instead of letting the silence persist, he has to speak his mind.
“Dude, you probably shouldn’t be sitting on the bed, though.”
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