#nikki sixx angst

[inlovewithfictionalmen7]

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🙏🙏

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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[starpearlz]

Please can I request a Nikki Sixx x Reader where the two have been together for since before the band and it’s quite a few years on and reader is getting a bit of fomo with all the other guys getting married and starting families but Nikki never even attempting any of that with her xx

Now or never -> Nikki Sixx

TW - sets place during Nikki’s addiction, angst angst angst

A/n - I’m sorry this took so long I completely forgot this was in m y draft

You stared at Heather and Tommy who were at the end of the isle. Heather dressed in a big white dress, and Tommy in front of her in a tux. “I now pronounce you.. husband and—” before he even finished Tommy kissed Heather making everyone laugh. You turned to Nikki who was slumped down right next to you asleep. What a great best man.. you thought hitting his chest to wake up.

He jumped up and started looking at his surroundings realizing where he was. As he started clapping before Tommy and Heather left Tommy wanted a picture of all the guys together. You stood next to the photographer as Tommy motioned for Nikki to come closer.

Then it all hit you.. everyone’s somewhat has their life together. Micks always been great, as well as Vince even though Sharise left him he still had a beautiful daughter. But Nikki, was on another planet. He was gone out of his mind barely able to keep his eyes open and stay standing.

You love Nikki you really do, but do you want to throw your life away because of him? Throw away your future? Your dream of having a fairytale wedding and life, but you can’t do that with Nikki. If Nikki doesn’t straighten this up he’s gonna pass out before you even get to the weeding cake.

—

“What’s wrong with you?” Nikki slurred out from the passenger side. You kept your eyes on the road “what do you think?” Nikki sighed “I don’t know.. you’ve been bitchy-er recently..” you scoffed “I’m sorry, I’m just pissed that I couldn’t stay at my best friends weeding because I have to take my wasted boyfriend home.”

Nikki sighed looking out the window, “we could’ve stayed if you really wanted..” Nikki slurred out as you started pulling up to Nikki’s driveway. “Yeah so you could ruin their wedding.” Nikki picked his head up. “They wouldn’t have even met if it wasn’t for me.” You rolled your eyes, “what ever you say Nikki..”

Nikki opened the car door but before he even got out he fell. You groaned walking to help him up. You got him up and he soon almost fell again. You put his arm on your shoulder to hold onto you. You opened his door and threw him on the couch.

You looked at Nikki who was trying to grab an old beer bottle from his coffee table only to find out it’s empty making him groan. You noticed all the needles and beer bottles their were. “Nikki I can’t do this.” He looked back at you “I’m not telling you to drink.”

You rolled your eyes “No shit, I’m saying I can’t be with you.” Nikki rolled his eyes “come on you love me..” he slurred out laying down. “I do love you very much. But I can’t do this.. why wont even talk about marriage. We’ve been together for four years..” You got on the floor to make eye contact with him.

You got on the floor to make eye contact with him. “Fine you wanna get married let’s get married.” You scoffed “If we got married I wouldn’t be a number one priority for you, your first love is heroine.. you need help Nikki.” He scoffed “I don’t need help I’m fucking fine..” he mumbled out still holding the empty bottle.

“Your not fucking fine.. and I’m not coming back until you get the help you need.. please Nikki.” You pled to him as your eyes started watering “if you keep this shit up your gonna die.” He laughed “I’m not gonna die, I’m Nikki fucking Sixx.” He said laughing more.

You got up “just because your a rockstar doesn’t mean you’re invincible.” You started walking to the edge of the couch “I’m not seeing you until you get help.. and please don’t do anything stupid.. I don’t want to see your name on tv for a bad reason..” you walked to the door. Seeing him now sat up, “I love you.” You said before closing the door. You turned to stare at the door.

Are you really leaving him? But you love Nikki, you put your hands on the door knob but flinched after hearing a bang from the inside. No you have to go, you walked to your car hearing all types of loud bangs and curses. You have to leave because you love him.. or at least you told yourself that…

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[buckysimp101]

Just Friends- Part 2

Summary: After being best friends for years, you and Nikki Sixx embark on a friends with benefit’s journey. Will you both be able to handle all that it entails, will your friendship survive?

Nikki Sixx x Reader

warnings: ANGST, sexual content MINORS DNI, drug and alcohol usage, language, and more angst tbh. 

a/n: To quote The Doctor from Doctor Who: i’m sorry. i am so sorry. This is gonna hurt. I’m not okay.

Part 1 | Part 3

August, 1986

“Oh fuck, Nikki right there, yesssssssss,” you practically hissed with pleasure causing Nikki to chuckle and response “you like that, princess?”

“Nikki, fuck, harder, please,” your moaning causing Nikki’s pants to grow tight. He was about to respond when a loud knock sounded throughout the room, the noise followed by Tommy’s voice.

“Alright you two horny fucking idiots, hurry it up! That bassist has to be on stage, preferably without a raging boner but who knows he might be into that, in five minutes!” the drummer yelled, his statement causing you and Nikki to burst out in laughter, the sound obviously confusing Tommy.

“What the fuck are you two laughing about, how the fuck are you laughing when I swear you were just having your guts rearranged,” Tommy yelled, an incredulous tone in his voice. 

The two of you heard Vince in the hallway announce, “nah T-bone, they weren’t fucking. You’d know if they were, especially if you have the shit luck of being in the hotel room next to them.”

Vince was right. You two weren’t fucking, Nikki was giving you a massage before the show started. Tommy swung the door open to see if the singer was right, and the only peep show he got was one where you and Nikki were doubled over in laughter, fully clothed. “You need something, Tommy?” Nikki managed to ask in between gaps of laughter. Tommy just rolled his eyes and went to shut the door, poking his head back in the room to say, “just hurry the fuck up, bassist. Be glad I didn’t catch you with your pants around your ankles again,” referring to the last time Tommy had decided not to knock on Nikki’s dressing room door and revealed you on your knees giving Nikki the blowjob of his life. That was almost a year ago. Tommy has knocked on the door ever since.

Your friends with benefits situation with Nikki had been going on for almost a year now. He’d introduced you to a whole new world. Sure you had fooled around with some guys before, you weren’t completely innocent. But sex with Nikki Sixx? You were fairly certain there was nothing else like it in the world. The first time you had sex, Nikki was soft and sweet. He knew it was your first time and it he wanted to make it as special as he could. He’d bought champagne and chocolate to seduce you, at least that’s what he had said. By the end of the night you’d lost track of the number of times the man had made you cum and the chocolates and champagne...they just made a mess.

But here you two are, a whole year later. The official end of the Theater of Pain tour was tonight at The Roxy and boy did you have a surprise planned for Nikki back at his place after the show. You planned to stay up all night, sleep in the next day and do it all again.

Nikki got off the couch, pressing a quick kiss to your lips before walking over to the mirror to apply the eyeblack beneath his eyes. You couldn’t help but stare. There’s no way that Nikki had a clue just how much he meant to you. You considered yourself lucky that your little situation hadn’t hurt your friendship, but you feared the day it would all change.

“Alright, princess. How does daddy look?” he asked, turning around and wiggling his eyebrows at you, causing you to roll your eyes in return.

“Like a dream, Sixx. Like a fuckin dream. Now go, get on stage. I’ve got plans for tonight,” you responded, wiggling your brows in response this time, ultimately making Nikki laugh.

“Oh my sexy little goddess I cannot wait to see what you’ve got planned. Now. Time for you to join Heather,” he punctuated the latter half of his statement with a quick slap on your ass. Half the time your moments with Nikki felt as if they toed the line of friends and something more. But you’d never bring that up to him. You swatted his hand away as he tried to play a game of grab ass as you joined Heather in the hall, her face brightening at your presence.

“Y/N! Come on, let’s go join the fans! I want to see the show out there this time,” she practically squealed as she led you out of the backstage area to the back of the Roxy.

You and Heather spent the show dancing with each other, and occasionally other fans who joined in, and singing the words to all the songs. You always loved when Heather could make it to the shows, ever since her and Tommy had gotten married the two of you had grown a lot closer. Vince sang the last word and the boys played their last notes and applause and cheers overtook the Roxy, you and Heather cheering the loudest. As the lights came up you and Heather started to make your way backstage but were quickly overwhelmed by fans of Heather, once they realized she was there. Not wanting to leave Heather to fend for herself, you waited, propped against the wall as your friend signed autographs with what felt like half of Los Angeles.

“You didn’t have to wait, Y/N. You could’ve headed back to Nikki, I know you wanted to,” Heather teased, looping her arm through mine as we finally got to head backstage. The show had been over for almost half an hour. The two of you split once finally backstage, Heather heading to Tommy’s dressing room and you heading to Nikki’s. 

Upon reaching Nikki’s door you suddenly had a twisting feeling in your stomach. You reached out, your hand hesitating at the doorknob, when all of a sudden you heard a feminine voice yell out, “oh yes, Nikki! Right there! I’m gonna cum, fuck, daddy please let me cum!” followed by Nikki saying, “cum, honey. Cum for daddy.” Both their sounds reaching a level that, in any other case, would surely get security called. You backed away slowly, moving your hand away from the door, hot tears welling in your eyes but you couldn’t be sure if it was from sadness or anger. If you had been paying attention you would have noticed Mick looking at you from down the hall, a look of pity in his eyes. You turned away from the door, wiping your eyes in the process only to bump into Vince.

“Woah there, princess. What’s got you in such a rush,” he managed to slur out, the effects of his most recent bump already messing with his speech. You went to wave him away when your arm was caught by Mick. His light eyes met yours and he promptly turned to Vince, “you didn’t hear? She’s going out with us tonight, blondie. Let’s go!” the guitarist yelled, pulling you down the hall and out the door towards a night you’re glad to forget.

The next morning you woke up in some guys’ hotel room. His name may have been Chad, or Max, or some other basic ass name. It was still early so you gathered your clothes off the floor and put them back on as quietly as possible so as to not wake whatshisname, prepared to do the walk of shame back to your apartment. You counted your blessings that this last show was in Los Angeles, but not before realizing that you were not as close to your apartment as you thought. Cursing your decisions that were brought on by alcohol and a little cocaine, you started walking in the direction of the Roxy, hoping to use their phone to try and call Vince or Mick to take you back. You didn’t even want to try and contact Nikki after that night. It was just sex. That’s all this was. You’re friends. That’s it. 

For some reason whatever spiritual entity that exists up there had it out for you because no sooner had you gotten within fifty feet of the Roxy Nikki fucking Sixx himself pulled up, a look of anger etched onto his face, but his eyes told you everything. He was angry but he was high. Higher than a goddamn kite on a drug that would kill him before heal him and probably had been since after the show last night. Nikki pulled the car to a stop in front of you, effectively cutting you off.

“WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU!?” he yelled, causing you to wince at the volume adding onto your headache.

“I went out with Mick and Vince,” you answered nonchalantly, attempting to sidestep his car and walk around. You knew you didn’t like being around Nikki when he was high on heroin, hell even you had calmed down on the cocaine in the last year, not liking the way it made your head and body feel after one too many nights of abuse.

Nikki apparently didn’t like that answer and moved the car again to try and cut you off. “Why didn’t you come home? You went to the audience during the show and then I didn’t see you again. I wake up this morning and you’re not anywhere to be found at my place and I had to find out from fucking blondie of all people that you went home with some rando after hanging out at The Rainbow all night? Since when the fuck do you do that?” Nikki questioned, his voice raising with every sentence. 

You rolled your eyes at his hysterics, answering him with the following statement, “since we’re not together, Sixx, remember? Since you decided to fuck groupie A or B all while knowing I had plans for us last night. So excuse me if I don’t want to fucking be around you right now but you’re not about to leave me sexually frustrated with no outlet. That’s not what this is.”

You pushed past the car and made your way to the front door of the Roxy. You could hear Nikki’s car tires squealing to a stop behind you which only seemed to make you walk faster. As you reached your hand out to the door of the theater, a strong hand caught your arm pulling you to a halt. You were turned around to face Nikki, an unreadable look on his face. You turned your head down at the ground, attempting to avoid his eyes. Knowing that the second you looked into them you’d cave. Nikki knew your avoidance tactics all too well and lifted your chin with his thumb and forefinger, moving a piece of hair out of your face in the process.

“Oh princess, come on. I feel real bad you had to hear that. Come on, forgive the Sixxter. I’ll make it up to you. I promise,” Nikki spoke softly, adding a pout for good measure at the end.

You took a moment to think his proposition through. You both knew that neither of you had a leg to stand on. This was strictly a platonic friends who fuck sometimes, situation. You’d both get over it soon, hopefully. Finally you responded with, “you’ll do that thing with your tongue I like?” a sly smirk appearing on your face, a near identical one matching on Nikki’s.

He did. Multiple times.

Early 1987- Recording of Girls, Girls, Girls

“Hey Tommy, check that out man!”

“What Vince, where!?”

The boys were recording the title song off their newest album “Girls, Girls, Girls” in the studio when Tommy and Vince decided to have some fun. You were waiting on the other side of the glass, wearing short leather shorts and a tank top cut so low on the sides they could see the black lacy bra underneath. During their break they talked amongst each other and decided that they wanted to fill in some of the music section towards the end of the song with a catcall. You happened to be the perfect, and closest, victim.

“Right there, man!”

“Hey!” Tommy followed his exclamation up with a wolf whistle.

“Hey baby you wanna go somewhere?” Vince shouted.

Both boys were making eyes at you, wiggling their eyebrows and Vince even made a v with his fingers and put it in front of his mouth, moving his tongue lewdly causing you to laugh and roll your eyes. Meanwhile, Nikki didn’t find any of their antics amusing. You were his and he couldn’t wait for the fucking song to be over. When the last chords were played and they received a thumbs up from the sound guy Nikki was out the door, practically yanking you out of the seat and over his shoulder.

“Hey! Sixx! Where you going?” Vince yelled, running to the door while Mick and Tommy just laughed in the background. 

“Home!” Nikki responded, giving your ass a slap as the two of you made your way to his car. The whole car ride back to Nikki’s place he could barely keep his hands to himself. He wanted nothing more than to touch you, make you make those little noises he liked so much. When he pulled up at his house and turned the car off he was pulling the door open and heaving you back over his shoulder yet again, completely ignoring your squeals.

The second the door to his house shut behind him, Nikki had you pushed up against it. One hand reaching up to tangle in your hair while the other held you up against the door by your throat. You gasped at the sensation but that quickly turned into a moan as Nikki covered your lips with his in a rough kiss. You kissed back as hard as you could, attempting to gain some form of control over the situation but Nikki was having none of that. He moved briefly to pull your shorts and underwear down to your ankles, which you promptly kicked off, and returned to kissing you. With one hand tangled in your hair, Nikki moved the other that had previously been around your throat in between your legs where you needed him most. He didn’t give you enough time to mentally prepare before he was rubbing his fingers up and down your slit, adding enough pressure to tease what was to come. After rubbing your clit and simultaneously teasing your entrance, Nikki was happy with how wet you were and inserted two fingers, using his thumb to continue the figure eights around your clit. You were coming undone within minutes. Nikki reached into the drawer of the cabinet near his entryway and grabbed a condom, you had made him start keeping them everywhere since the start of your situation. Neither of you wanting a kid yet, or an STD.

You tried to reach down to his pants to help him out but Nikki swatted your hand away. “Not today, goddess. I’m going to fuck you,” he stated, moving his hands to push his pants down his thighs and remove his cock. He moved his hands to your ass, tapping lightly for you to jump. When your legs were wrapped around his waist you released a gasp as Nikki simultaneously groaned, sinking into your wet heat.

“You’re so tight, princess. So tight for daddy, hmm?” he asked, slowly pushing in and out of you. You wanted to answer, really you did. But the way he was moving you’d be lucky if you could get out a coherent sentence. But Nikki wanted an answer, and he was going to get an answer, one way or another. He used one arm to brace the two of you against the door and began to pick up the pace, pounding into you harder. His other hand slipping to your clit, pulling a pornographic moan out of you. “Say it, say you’re mine. Who owns you, princess?”

“You do!” you screamed, almost cumming at the rasp in his voice. Nikki continued fucking you at a ridiculous pace, his fingers moving faster around your clit.

“Say it, princess. Tell me. Tell me who owns this pussy, YN?” Nikki growled, feeling your walls flutter around him, seeing your eyes flutter closed in ecstasy.

“Fuck, you do daddy!” you screamed, not being able to take it anymore, Nikki’s lips pulling up into a cocky smirk.

“That’s right princess. You’re mine. Now cum, baby,” he growled in your ear before kissing you with what had to have been the passion of a thousand suns. You came on command. Your vision blurred with white spots as your walls clenched around him, ultimately triggering Nikki’s orgasm as he spilled into the condom.

This wasn’t normal. This wasn’t what friends with benefits were supposed to be. You knew that. Nikki knew that. So why the hell did it feel a lot more like the two of you had caught feelings than ever before...

July 1987- Girls, Girls, Girls Tour in Nashville, TN

Two years. It’s been almost two years since you and Nikki started this whole thing right here in Nashville on the Theater of Pain tour. You should’ve known it was a bad idea, getting into a friends with benefits with your best friend and known fuckboy Nikki Sixx. But you ignored all the warning signs. You ignored the pangs you’d feel deep in your heart when he’d sleep with one of the groupies after the shows instead of you. You’d ignore the hurt in your soul you’d feel when you would sleep with some random guy to forget about it. You’d ignored too much now. Ever since Girls, Girls, Girls had dropped and the band had been preparing for tour, you and Nikki had been fighting more. Fighting like a married couple, Tommy had said. That had just pissed Nikki off. Nikki was horribly jealous, going so far as to cockblock you whenever you went out, when he was cognizant of what was going on that is. The sexual frustration was beginning to piss you off. Because Nikki wasn’t doing anything about it. He was sleeping with whoever he wanted to sleep with, but heaven forbid if you wanted to sleep with someone that wasn’t him.

But you weren’t just fighting over who was sleeping with whom, or who WASN’T sleeping with whom. No. Nikki’s heroin addiction had reared its ugly head too many times. Over the last two years you had decided to cut out cocaine completely, leaving alcohol, sex, and the occasional joint as your vices. Nikki had started with dipping his toe in heroin, but now he was head first in the pool on the spoon every day. That’s how you ended up here, the fucking bar where all this started nearly two years ago. You’d pulled Nikki away from some redhead with huge tits after getting a clear look at his face. The man was gacked out of his mind. It was time for this to stop.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, YN! COULDN’T YOU SEE THAT I WAS ABOUT TO GET SOME FUCKING PUSSY? WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT?” Nikki practically screamed, causing angry tears to well up in your eyes. 

“What am I doing? Nikki WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?” you responded, throwing his words back at him, “you are gacked out of your FUCKING MIND! You have to fucking stop it with the heroin, Sixx or you’re going to end up dead in your fucking mansion with nobody there to revive you! I don’t want that to happen to you, Nikki,” you added the last bit softly, trying not to garner too much attention.

Nikki scoffed at your concern and rolled his eyes, yanking his arm out of your hold. “Why do you fucking care, YN? You’re sure as fuck not my girlfriend. Hell, the way we fight now, I’m not so sure you’re even my friend anymore. We’re just two people who occasionally fuck.” he spat at you, causing your eyes to widen at his tone. You knew it was mostly the heroin talking but it didn’t hurt any less.

You stood there, mouth agape, unsure of what you would even say. Nikki huffed out a laugh and finished with, “So you can either back the fuck off and let me get back to Natasha over there, or you can get the fuck out of my life. Your fucking choice, princess.”

You were fuming. You were pissed. You knew this situation/relationship/friendship was either going to crash and burn in the future or right now. You couldn’t take it anymore, so you squared your shoulders and looked Nikki in the eye. “Fuck you, Nikki Sixx. Don’t come crying to me when you realize all the mistakes you’ve made have come back to bite you in the ass. Fuck your little heroin addled brain. I just hope for your sake, you don’t wind up dead. Goodbye, Nikki.” you hissed and turned around to head out the door. Nikki didn’t move to follow. Instead, he turned around to go back to Natasha. Mick, Tommy and Vince watched the whole thing go down and chased after you instead.

“YN! Where are you going?!” Vince.

“The bassist is an idiot! Don’t take that out on the rest of us!” Tommy.

“Guys, she’s gotta make the decision that’s best for her. And right now, that’s not us. We’ll see her again one day.” Mick.

You were crying hard at this point but you knew Mick was right. You needed to leave. You needed to leave Nikki Sixx. You needed to leave Mötley Crüe. You needed to make a life for yourself. Maybe one day, you’d be able to see them all again. But now, you needed time.

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the third and final part will be coming soon!

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Naked and Bare | Current! Tommy Lee x Reader

Summary: you asked Your husband to be more dominant with you in the bedroom.

AUTHORS NOTE: I've never written for Tommy before so if this is trash, I sincerely apologize in advance. This is also shorter because I made it into a blurb rather than a full blown fic.

NSFW UNDER THE CUT PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

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Butterflies in your tummy is all you felt in this moment.

you asked for it and you may regret it later but right now? Oh, it felt so good.

Your husband Plowing into you from behind, one hand pulling on your hair and another around your stomach to keep you up right.

Sloppy kisses filled your ears and Heavy pants came from your lips, "Tommy more please" 

He chuckled and leaned his lips right next to your ear. "My sweet baby wants more yeah? I'll give her more."

And with those next words, high pitched moans and gasps fell from your lips. He started to plow into you faster than before and the thrusts of his hips had you bouncing back onto him.

Sweet moans fell from his lips and he grunted, leaning his back against you. "I can feel you starting to get close baby, you gonna cum for daddy?"

You moan loudly and gasps into his ears, "Fuck yes! I'm gonna cum daddy please!"

He reaches around and brings his hand down to your clit and starts rubbing it in time to match his thrusts.

Reaching your own hands up to your chest, you squeeze them and pull on your nipples for some extra stimulation.

Tommy groaned at the sight and his thrusts started to get sloppy, "baby if you don't cum soon, I'm gonna blow my load." 

you giggled, but soon the giggles turn into screaming moans as he picked up his pace once again.

Clenching down around him hard, you started to see starts behind your eyes. "Oh Tommy! Oh my god!"

He panted and sweat started to drip down onto his face, he reached his hand up into your hair and pulled it back hard enough towards him it made you explode around him instantly.

"Fuck yeah! look at that baby, you're so sexy Cumming on me like that fuck!"

All you felt were stars behind your eyes, you didn't even notice that Tommy was right behind you in ecstacy.

One last thrust and a groan in your ear, you felt his seed paint your walls, him groaning into your ear.

He chuckled and wiped the tears of pleasure from your eyes, "My sweet baby, such a good girl for me."

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[munsons-melody]

no because why does tommy lee have the same face as the dad from zack and cody

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[skinomyteethh]

Nikki Sixx x reader fanfic? Can be anything :)

mistakes

pairing: nikki sixx x fem! reader

summary; overcoming addiction is hard, especially when you feel like you're in an overwhelming, somewhat lonely place.

contains/warnings; substance abuse i think, nikki relapsing, slight angst?, etc.

authors note; HIIII TYSM FOR REQUESTING!!! I really hope you like this, I honestly didn't know how to end it and it may be all over the place, I haven't written in a WHILEEEEE. also theres some hidden message in the but i cant put it into words rn lolol!

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moet et chandon decorated the large, wooden cabinets of the dining room, making it look beautifully elegant and sophisticated. the variety of random desserts and pastries made her think of marie antoinette's famous but factitious phrase 'let them eat cake!'

[name] hummed, carefully fixing the flowers in the vases which sat in the middle of the long dining table. it was unlike any other gathering or party Nikki and [name] had ever hosted or gone to. it was unlike the usual rock 'n' roll scene filled with endless booze and random naked women.

as the people began to arrive, the atmosphere was extraordinarily nice. people well versed in etiquette filled the room, cigar smoke lingered throughout the air. nikki shifted uncomfortably in his seat, looking around, somewhat nervous. it was unusual of him to be so quiet, so reserved. a small smile spread across his face upon seeing his wife 'in her element'

yet, nikki felt as if he didn't belong there, it was too calm, too relaxed for his liking and what he was use to.

just before the dessert was served he excused himself, walking towards the stairs of his rather luxurious house. nikki entered the master bedroom, opening the multiple dresser drawers frantically searching, for something that would take these feelings away, heroin.

he grasped the medical grade needle, leaning against the bed, ripping the cap of the needle off. nikki opened the bottom drawer of the bedside table, grabbing a somewhat long piece of rope, tying it around his upper arm. nikki took a deep breath, sighing in ecstasy as the needle and the continents of the needle flowed into his veins.

nikki laid his head down against the mattress, closing his eyes. [name] felt somewhat confused, nikki had been gone for far too long. she pranced upstairs, pulling the hem of her dress up as to not step on it. sounds of vomiting could be heard from inside the master bedroom, she knew exactly what that meant, exactly what nikki had been doing.

she quietly entered the bedroom, leaning over and glancing into the connected bathroom. nikki's head hung over the toilet bowl as he once again began vomiting, it was the aftermath of the heroin. [name] glanced down at the ground, picking up the discarded needle, throwing it into the trash can by the vanity.

the loud and unexpected sound of the needle clashing against the metal trash can scared nikki, he haphazardly stood up, his expression filled with worry as he spotted her sitting on the surprisingly neat bed. nikki had broken his promise.

on the day of their wedding he promised he would quit and even go to rehabilitation, but now he had broken his promise and it seemed to have shattered her heart. nikki cautiously inched closer to her, attempting to somehow be able to explain the situation.

"[name] I...." he was caught off by her abrupt movement as she tilted her head up to look at him, though the look om her face did not radiate anger nor frustration, it radiated disappointment but she also seemed somewhat understanding. "why nikki..?" she questioned, her tone was soft and once again the disappointment was evident.

he looked down at the carpet before looking back up at her, sighing before he parted his lips, beginning to speak. "I felt overwhelmed, I didn't know what to do. I felt like I didn't belong there.."

a calm and sophisticated scenery was not what he was use to, it made him feel like an outsider, a weirdo.

nikki glanced back down at the carpet, he excepted her to lash out at him, scream at him for slipping up, but she didn't, instead he felt her arm wrap around him securely and lovingly, he laid his head down on her shoulder, sighing.

[name] seemed to somewhat understand him, her hand gently caressed his upper arm before she freed him from her grasp, speaking once again. "I know quitting isn't easy, and as you begin sometimes you'll slip up unintentionally." she glanced over at the doorway, sighing deeply before placing a soft, quick kiss on his lips.

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[meikadonnelly]

~nikki sixx~

nikki sixx x fem reader

Nikki is your best friend and you’re on tour with motley crue.

fluff/angst on nikki’s side.

tw : nikki gets angry and may be triggering 🤍

You hear the crowd still screaming and clapping as the boys come back onto the tour bus at the back of the venue. You glance from the magazine you’re reading to watch as Vince walks in, followed by Mick, and then Tommy, however Nikki isn’t there. You smile at the three of them as they walk loudly onto the bus. They all sit down near you and you put down the magazine onto your lap. “You guys sounded great,” you say happily. “I’m a little tired so I came back about fifteen minutes ago,” you tell them.

“It was packed in there, even backstage!” Tommy says with a smile.

You laugh. “Plenty of opportunities for people to pick fights then,” you joke which makes the others smile.

“Yeah well, we’ll have to see what Nikki can tell us when he gets back,” Vince says, laughing a little. You raise an eyebrow.

“What?” you question.

“Apparently Nikki had a run in with some guy backstage,” Tommy explains. You sit forward, putting the magazine next to you.

“What? Where is he?”

Tommy shrugs and you stand up. You walk down the bus to the front. You walk down the small steps and off the bus. You look to the right to see a few men walking around in their backstage uniforms but no sight of your best friend. You then turn to look to the left when your vision is blocked by a body. You trail your eyes upwards to see Nikki look down at you. “What’re you doing?” He asks.

“I was coming to look for you,” you tell him. He raises an eyebrow.

“Why?”

“Because apparently something was going on,” you reply with a slight frown at his blunt tone. He doesn’t say anything and walks onto the bus to which you follow. “Nikki,” you say. He keeps walking to the back of the bus where he disappears to climb into his bunk. You stop where the others are with your hands on your hips, looking at where Nikki just was.

“What the hell happened?” Tommy asks. You shake your head.

“No fucking clue,” you reply.

“Want me to talk to him?” He asks. You don’t reply but walk past them to Nikki’s top bunk where he’s laying on his stomach, facing the opposite way with his hands under his pillow. You look at him with your arms crossed. His bunk is about head height so you’re face is next to his.

“Nikki.” You say sternly and he groans. “Don’t ignore me Nik.”

“Leave me alone.”

“You’ve known me long enough to know that’s not going to happen.” You mutter and he finally turns his head to look at you, his head still laying on the pillow. You tilt your head slightly.

“What happened?” You ask.

“Nothing,” he mumbles. You let out a small sigh.

“We both know you’re not telling me the truth Nikki.” You say sternly and he opens his eyes to look at you.

“Some guy was saying shit,” he admits.

“About?”

He pauses, still holding eye contact. He sighs and moves to get off his bunk. He stands in front of you. “What was it about Nikki?” You ask again.

He sighs again and look down. “You.”

You frown. “And?” He looks at you.

“What do you mean ‘and’?” He questions.

“Who cares if a random guy says something about me?” You ask him.

“He can’t just go around doing shit like that!” he says a little loudly. “If he says something and I hear it then i’m gonna say something!” You glance at his hand.

“So if all you were doing was saying something, then why are your knuckles red?” You question which makes him look at his right hand. You watch him think of what to say.

“I don’t understand why you aren’t more upset about this!” he says loudly and in a higher pitched voice than usual.

“I don’t know why you are!” You yell back.

“Because you’re someone I care about and i’m not just going to let someone do that!”

You sigh and look down. “I get that, okay? Believe me. But you’re getting into fights over it. You’re going to ruin your career. What if you get in trouble, or get hurt? What if you hurt your hands and can’t play bass anymore Nikki?” You defend. You watch the thoughts race through his mind as he stares at you, his arms crossed. By now, the others are looking down the bus at us.

“How the hell am I meant to just not do anything about it?” He asks, frustrated.

“Ignore it! Keep walking and come to me!” You reply in a slightly angry tone. “Talk to someone about it Nikki.”

He sighs again. “Sorry,” he mutter quietly before turning and walking off of the bus again. You don’t call out for him but walk over to the others who just saw the whole thing.

“What the hell happened?” Vince asks.

“He got into a fight,” you reply, glancing at him.

“Did he win?” Tommy asks to which you look at him with an eyebrow raised. “Sorry.”

“I’ll be back,” you say, walking away.

“Where are you going?” Tommy yells after you. You turn around.

“I’m going to find Nikki, who knows what’ll happen if I don’t.”

“The venue’s huge, you won’t be able to find him,” Mick says bluntly.

“Well, I might as well try.” And with that, you walk off the bus. You look around before looking along the side of the bus to see Nikki leaning against it, his arms crossed. You walk over and stand next to him silently for a moment.

“I’m not mad,” you finally say. “I didn’t mean to yell.”

“I know,” Nikki replies quietly with a slightly defeated tone in his voice.

“I just…” You pause for a second and sigh. “I just don’t want you to get hurt or ruin your career.” Nikki doesn’t say anything and continues looking forward at the business around you. “The last thing I want to happen is for you to throw away all your hard work over some comment about me,” you add.

“I know it was stupid and I’m sorry okay?” He says defensively which makes you move to stand in front of him. You put each hand on his shoulders and look up at him.

“I promise you that it doesn’t bother me when people say stuff about me. So please don’t think you have to defend me.”

He looks at you and nods. “Okay,” he mutters. You drop your arms to your sides.

“So are you okay?” You ask him.

“Yeah, I’m okay,” he assures before putting an arm around you and starting to walk towards the door of the bus. “Are we good?”

You smile. “Of course.”

#fan fiction #motley crue #nikki sixx #fluff #nikki sixx x reader #angst with a happy ending #light angst #protective friends #tour bus

[cheetahsixx]

Let the Light In (Nikki Sixx x f!reader)

genre: Angst to fluff

You’ve heard it all from your friends, to your family, from even some of your colleagues. Don’t date a rockstar unless youre practically begging to be cheated on.

Despite this, you really liked Nikki… and wanted to give this a try

and it had been going well! you guys were about 6 months now and your love was very strong. Nikki was on tour and you really missed him…….. so you decided to surprise him.

You had called his tour manager and they agreed to help you fly out while maintaining things a secret. The day of your flight, you give Nikki a call before you board.

He picks up after a few minutes and you’re greeted with a “Hey baby” in his classic sleazy voice.

you smile to yourself “hi. you up to anything?”

“Not really, doll. Just rehearsal for tonight’s show”

“I see, well I miss you.. wanted to hear your voice”

“I miss you too-“ you hear some chatter in the back before Nikki continues “gotta go now doll, but i’ll see if I can call you later, k?”

“okay, call me when you can-“ before you can say a quick I love you the call is over and you sigh to yourself. “Plane 372 now boarding to LA…” is said over the airport speakers as you pick up your suitcase and get on the boarding line.

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By the time you arrive in LA it’s pretty late and motley already had their show. You check your phone after regaining some service and you have no missed calls from Nikki. Nonetheless, you continue to remain positive and take a taxi to the hotel you were told they were staying at.

Upon arrival, their tour manager texted you Nikki’s room number and you made your way to an elevator.

You exit the elevator to the hallway with Nikki’s room with a bright smile across your face. Just then, you hear some laughter and look up.

Down the hall you can see Nikki standing in the door frame of his room and a.. girl exiting it. They’re both laughing and before she turns to leave she gives him a quick kiss on the cheek which he smiles to.

Your heart sinks and you find yourself in a state of shock. You immediately burst into tears and drop your suitcase. The sound of this makes Nikki and the girl realize your presence down the hall.

“shit-“ he yells your name as he tries to catch up to you. You run to an elevator and press the button about 20 times so it opens. Upon some miracle, just as Nikki catches up to you the doors grant you access and you rush in.

Nikki puts his hand in between the elevator doors which makes them open, he stands in between them. “it’s not what it looks like-“

you chuckle in between your tears “seriously? I can’t believe you would fucking do this to me”

Nikki sighs “I swear to god if you’ll just let me explain-“

you cut him off angrily “NO! theres nothing to explain. I CLEARLY should’ve just listened to what people warned me about-“

To this, Nikki’s face changes from seeking your forgiveness to some type of hurt. “what people warned you about?” he says quietly

I stare at him as more tears fall down my cheeks “they said you would do this to me”

“and you believed them?” he looked at you, now seeming more angry

“well look where we are right now, right?” is all you say before he shakes his head and steps away from between the elevator doors. As they begin to close all he says is “just go back home”

you close your eyes and begin to sob again as the elevator takes you down to the lobby.

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You were supposed to stay with Nikki in his room, so you didn’t book another one ahead of time. You were going to be stuck on this red couch for the whole night. You start to look for some flights back home.

you hear some commotion and look up to see Tommy and some other guys. He smiles upon seeing you “no way! y/n?! what are you doing here dude?” he laughs as he walks over to you before his smile fades “woah whats wrong? you here for nikki? I can help you find-“

you cut him off as you snuffle “no thanks. I was here for Nikki but I… found him with another girl coming out of his room.”


Tommy stares at you a bit puzzled before saying “Thats a shame… he was just talking about you earlier and how you’re the best thing to ever happen to h- oh no.”

you look at Tommy “what?”

Tommy begins to snicker and you get angry considering, there was nothing funny about any of this?

“He had a meeting with a person we’re looking to make our new manager today. That’s probably who he was with. Did he tell you?” he says as you look at him stunned “Fuck.” you whisper “No… I didn’t give him a chance”

You and Tommy exchange looks and as if you had some unspoken language you knew what he was telling you to do. You get up from the couch and run to the elevator.

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You knock on Nikki’s hotel room door viciously as tears are running down your cheeks again. You knock for a while until the door finally, slightly opens.

“What now, talk to someone else that told you im cheating?” he says blankly

“god Nikki no I- I’m so sorry. please just let me in to talk-“

Nikki cuts you off with a chuckle “why should I? you didn’t let me talk.”

“Nikki I know I’m sorry I really am. I made a mistake. This is all my fault I just want to make it right please…. let me in.”

He closes the door and you start to sob thinking it was all over. Then, he opens the door all the way and steps to the side. You quickly rush in.

“I’m so so so sorry. I ran into Tommy and he told me you were just meeting with someone you might hire I- is it true?”

Nikki nods not saying anything, he doesn’t make eye contact with you.

“I’m sorry. Truly, I am. I shouldn’t have assumed things too quickly. I shouldn’t have listened to what people said- and I didn’t ! I still went off to date you… but, It just all came back when I saw her leaving your room and I thought my worst nightmare was coming true-“

Theres silence for a moment, then Nikki rushes to your figure and embraces you. You lightly sob into his chest but feel more at peace now in his arms. “I would never fucking cheat on you, princess” he whispers as he continues to hold you.

you nod as more tears rush out your eyes, he pulls away from you and lifts up your chin. He smiles “you’re the most amazing little thing to walk into my life. I would never jeopardize that. I’m so happy you came.” he then leans down and kisses you.

You finally begin to smile as you kiss. It’s passionate as it was the first time you’ve felt his lips in a month. You pull away to catch your breath “well um… surprise?” Nikki chuckles and begins to kiss you again as you two naturally fall into his hotel mattress.

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This was req yesterday but I answered it already so I hope anon gets to see it 😢 please boost! :)

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[hufflepuffimagines]

⋆｡°✩ Navegation ✩°｡⋆

⋆ About Me  ⋆

I’m Bells, I’m 20 yo and I’m brazilian, I write since I was 11, I can’t say that I do it perfectly but I try. I’m obssessed with 80s rockstar, specially Nikki Sixx and Tommy Lee. I’m a swifitie and I’m going to the Eras Tour in november. I love writing fluffy stories, mostly because it makes me imagine what I’d like my life to be, with that in mind, I can say that I’m trying to shift to my Selection DR, but never made it. I love Barbie, Monster High and these things, I love pink and I can honestly say that I’m a Barbie that is obssessed with rockstars. I don’t have much friends and I’d love to get to know you if you want to talk :)

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⋆ Character List ⋆

Conrad Fisher (The Summer I Turned Pretty);

Sky of Eraklyon (Fate: The Winx Saga);

Marcus Baker (Ginny and Georgia);

Nikki Sixx (Motley Crue/The Dirt);

Tommy Lee (Motley Crue/The Dirt);

Edward Cullen (Twilight);

Maxon Schreave (The Selection);

Troy Bolton (High School Musical);

Paul Stanley (KISS);

Nate Archibald (Gossip Girl);

Slash (Guns N Roses);

Ricky Bowen (HSMTMTS);

Cedric Diggory (Harry Potter);

80s Rockstars (You can specify which one in your request);

Jeremiah Fisher (The Summer I Turned Pretty) (ONLY BY REQUEST).

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Reader insert (character x reader); Fluff, angst, crossovers, songfics, AUs; Some sensitive subjects (depression, anxiety…); Male x male, female x female or any sort of pairing. love is love, you know; Any disabilities, body types, etc. when specified.

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[sucker4sixx]

Relight my fire

Pt.1

PLOT: you reconnect with your childhood friend and feelings resurface..

WARNINGS: mention of drugs, angst

The sun shines through the dusty blinds in your bedroom, recently you and Nikki had gotten back into contact and you were staying at his house so he didnt relapse due to his divorce.

You were childhood friends, you both met when you were 3, your parents close friends but when he turned 20 and he started becoming a rockstar he drifted. He became mean and aggressive and with a heavy heart you removed yourself from his life. 15 years later nikkis divorced and trying not to run back to herion so in a desperate attempt in saving himself he reaches out to you, finding your number somehow. You didnt have anything going on so agreed to move to hollywood. His house was gorgeous, medieval and made of stone with one huge bedroom (his) and a normal sized guest bedroom (your new bedroom).

You leave your room, taking a quick glance at the clock ‘12:36’ “fuck im lazy” you mutter to yourself, the cold stone on your toes reminding you of the blossoming winter outside. You get to the kitchen and look around for your tall, quite scary, friend, you look out the garden window to see him sitting on a bench with a cigarette placed between his lips, a somber look plastered onto his handsome face. He glances over and sees you watching him so you decide it would be weird if you didnt come out. Slipping on your slippers you head out to the cold garden where the smell of nikki and tobacco linger in the air, you sit beside him and chitter softly, the cold morning air nipping your soft skin.

Youve secretly had a thing for nikki, even as dumb kids. It became a trend for you to make a move the moment he gets a girlfriend. Seeing him again brought back all these feelings but you tred carefully knowing hes just freshly divorced.

“Morning Nikki..” you speak softly like if you spoke any louder it would hurt him “morning doll” he speaks in the same tone, blowing smoke out and letting it curl around you both “why arent you wearing a jacket? Its freezing.” He tilts his head, noticing your goose bumps.

“I just… i dont know..” you trail off, things havent been the same between you two, infact it was quite awkward. “Take this” he takes off his heavy leather jacket and places it round your shoulders, exposing his chest with his white vest top. “You really didnt have to but, thanks” you smile, discreetly smelling it to take in his smell “dont smell it you creep” he laughs and pokes your belly softly to make you laugh “i wasnt!” You laugh and squirm causing nikki to poke your sides till you stand up “go.. go inside and make me a cup of coffee or ill tickle you more” he smirks and you groan like a child, dragging your feet into the kitchen.

He returns and you place his cup of coffee infront of him “here.. for the princess” you smirk, he takes it and sips the bitter liquid, grinning “perfect, doll.. perfect” he trails off before kissing your cheek, heading to the couch. You follow him with your own cup and sit beside him as he flicks through channels “its weird seeing you smoking.. you were always so against it” you add quietly and he glances to you “yeah well.. people change” he dampens your comment and you both go quite. “You too.. you’ve changed” he pats your thigh “i have?” You tilt your head and give an unsure smile, not sure if he means that in a good or bad way “you sure have little missy.. in a good way, your funny and genuine and pretty and-“ you cut him off “you think im pretty?” Nikki goes red and rolls his eyes “yeah.. of course i do” he looks away, feeling alittle embarrassed.

The next night you and nikki decide to go for drink, you both take numerous shots and loose eachother on the dance floor, the music pulsing through your intoxicated body as your legs fail you, stumbling around just to fall into the arms of someone. “Hey! Sweetheart, you okay?!” Nikki shouts to you, when you look up to see its him you let yourself melt into his chest, he laughs and picks you up, walking you both to the front door for some fresh air and some room to speak.

He places you on one of the cold steps beside him and you rest on his shoulder as he lights himself a cigarette “your fucked, doll” he laughs “i-im.. not.. “fucked” you idiot” you slur and giggle, his arm wrapping round your shoulders “how did you even get so drunk, we drank the same amount?” He squeezes your cheek and you hide your face into his side “dont do that.. its adorable” he leads your face up to meet his with his finger, smiling at you “im not adorable” you give a drunk smile “how about i drink more to catch you up then we head home, hm?” He stands up and leaves you at the step before you could say anything, returning 10 minutes later after downing many shots, its not hit yet. “Cmon doll, lets go home” he picks you up, carrying you to the line of waiting taxis that park outside of the club.

You both sit in the taxi as it heads home, nikki stroking your hair “do you.. still think im pretty?” You ask him drunkly, nikki smiles, his voice dropping “your still talking about this? Well, for the record yeah.. i think your gorgeous” he smirks “gorgeous…” you trail off, repeating his word as you feel your cheeks burning up. Nikkis hand moves to hold your cheek and suddenly his lips catch your eyes, they look so god damn good. “Stop staring at my lips..” he smirks, his cheeks starting to go alittle red too “i cant help it nikki.. i.. ive always-“

“Dont.. dont confess to anything just.. shh”

“Please, Nikki i cant pretend anymore”

“No, cmon dont do this” he pleads, not wanting things to get awkward between you two but you cant help it, you move your hand to his cheek but he turns his head to the other side “How long..?” He closes his eyes “how long have you felt this way?” He opens his gorgeous green eyes that search yours “years.. since i was a kid nikki, too long” you try to move in to kiss him but he holds you back, desperation that shocks you both fills your vains and when nikki sees the look in your eyes he moves forward, letting his tongue crash with yours as his large hand grips your hair softly, moans escaping both your lips. “Thats us” the taxi says, breaking off the kiss.

You both enter the house, shame and embarrassment filling the air as you remove your shoes, you feel his long arms snaking around your waist as your hands feel the hair on them. “Ive felt the same too.. you know” he whispers into your ear, his hot breath making itself comfortable in the crook of your neck. “Ive always wanted to just hold you and feel you. It never seemed like the right time” he growls softly and you rest your head back onto his shoulder, opening your neck to his kisses that start gently pecking the skin there. “Why didnt we ever talk about this?” You whisper back. “As i said.. never the right time”

“Is now the right time?” You ask, looking into his eyes as his gaze saddens, he steps back “no.. no its not” he walks away into his room, leaving you confused. You walk to the corridor between both of your rooms, you linger at his door before deciding against knocking and going back to your own room.

You spend the rest of the night, tossing and turning, missing the feeling of his warm body holding you…

#mötley crüe #nikki sixx #80s #tommy lee #motley crue #angst #part one

[nyxnygma]

Can you do a angst where mick and reader gets into a fight so reader storms off and ends up geting into a car wreck where mick is told she may not lived but she makes it through the night and when she walks mick swears he will give up drinking.

Wrecked || Mick Mars

[Mick Mars x Fem!Reader]

Summary: Mick has been started to drift away from you and you try to confront him but that leads to an argument where you storm off

Warnings: injuries, alcoholism, car accident, arguing, surgery, hospital

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Sitting on the sofa, you waited for your husband to return home. He promised he would be back by midnight but it was currently 04:30. You were growing worried, he had started coming back later than he said recently but only by an hour or two, that something bad had happened.

You were about to drop asleep when the door opened and Mick stumbled in. “Where have you been?” You ask as soon as he closed the door.

“Shit, Y/N,” he huffed as he went to sit next to you in the couch, “I thought you would be asleep.”

“Mick!” You shout, standing up. “you said you would be back by 12. It’s four fucking forty-five!”

“Hey. No need to shout,” he slurs as he tries to pull you back to sofa but you shrug him off, “I just went out with the boys after the recording and didn’t realise the time.”

“Why didn’t you call? I was worried sick!” You put a hand to your head in disbelief.

“I don’t need to tell you my every location,” Mick shrugs as he takes the glass of wine you were sipping on and drinks the whole thing. “You’re not my mother.”

“No I’m not. I’m you wife, remember?” You laugh in shock, “you’re a drunk. I thought I could handle this but you have gotten so much worse. Your leaving the house earlier and coming home later! I never see you. I miss you.”

“Don’t be so dramatic, Y/N,” he rolls his eyes, “you know who you married.”

“Yes I do know who I married and that man is not you!” You sigh.

“What the fuck do you even mean by that? You’ve been watching too many romcoms,” he breathes, he was starting to get annoyed. You glare at him before storming off upstairs. “Where are you going?!”

He follows you upstairs where he finds you putting clothes into a leather bag. “What are you doing?” He inquired as he grabs a bottle half filled with vodka from the upon the dresser.

“I’m packing my bag,” you nonchalantly say as you rush around the room.

“Why?” He furrows his eyebrows.

“Because I’m going to Heather’s and Tommy’s,” you say as you leave the room, the guitarist following behind.

“Why the hell are you going to theirs?” He huffs.

“Why?!” You laugh at him, grabbing the keys off the side table, “hmm let me see. Because my husband comes home nearly five hours late without warning or a hint of what you were doing, shit, for all I knew you were off galavanting with some blonde groupie! Or maybe because you prefer a bottle of vodka than your wife. Maybe it’s even because your drifting away and hardly talk to me anymore!”

The man looked at you in shock., “Honey, I-”

Before he could finished his sentence, you scoffed and left the through the front door, slamming it shut. You walked through the front garden to the car in the driveway.

You didn’t realise how dark it was and how fire you were until you were on the road. You couldn’t see a damn thing and the street light were not working. It was only last second when you saw the head lights in front of you.

Mick was sat on the sofa where he found you on, in shock, for a good forty-five minutes. He decided to call Tommy’s house and attempt to talk to you and apologises. “Hey man! What you doing calling at six in the morning? Shouldn’t you be all snuggly with wifey?”

“What? She said she would be going to yours,” he froze.

“Why would Y/N be at my house?” Tommy chuckles.

“We had an argument and she said she was going to be!” He explained, “fuck. I shouldn’t have let her drive in the dark.”

He slammed the phone down and tried to think if there is anywhere else you could be. The phone ringing interrupted his thinking. He picked up the phone as, “Y/N?!”

“Sorry no,” the woman apologised before explaining the car crash, “we had to rush her into surgery, you’re her emergency contact.” Mick waisted no time in rushing out the door and into his car as he sped to the hospital.

“Y/N Mars. I’m looking for Y/N Mars,” he told the woman at the front desk of the ER. The woman nods and notions a nurse to lead Mick to a waiting room and tells him to wait there.

Twenty minutes had passed and he still hadn’t been told anything. For all he knew he was waiting for someone to tell him that you didn’t make it. He has never been so panicked in his life.

“Mr Mars?” A masculine voice asked, bringing him out of his thoughts.

“Yes.” He nods.

“Ms Mars is currently in surgery with the best surgeon in LA,” the doctor informs. He then goes on to explain what your state was and what injuries you had.

“Will she make it?” Mick interrupts his information to question.

The doctor looks down, “I’m afraid we cannot give an answer to that question at this moment. Ms Mars came into this ER in a very bad state. She was impaled through her abdomen, yes it didn’t go through any of her vital organs; however when the paramedics got to her she had lost a lot of blood.

The doctor left Mick sat in shock. The thought of the last thing that happened between the two of you was an argument. He thought about what you said even more and realised you were right. He has been growing away from you and he didn’t have a good reason for it. He thought about how you believed he might even been having an affair. You were right. He was a drunk and always had a bottle of vodka in his hand.

He came to the conclusion that he would cut back on his drinking habits until he stops completely. He vowed that he will tell you how much he loves you every single day, that is if you wake up.

He had no idea how much time had past when a nurse walked up to him, “Ms Mars is out of surgery and is in room 201. She is going to be fine.”

Mick wasted no time to walk as far as he could to your room. You we led unconscious on the hospital with wires and tubes all around you. He sat on the chair beside the bed and admired you. There was large cute on your forehead, legs and arms with bruises littered all over your body. “Y/N, I’m so sorry,” he sighed, “this is all my fault.”

“Mick?” Your eyes slowly opened, “what happened? Where am I?”

“When you left you got into a car accident,” he explained, strand of hair behind your ear, “you were I surgery and, shit, I nearly lost you. I’m so so sorry Y/N.”

“Mick-”

“I shouldn’t have been such a dick of a husband to!” He interrupts you.

“It’s-”

“I promise I’ll be quitting drinking for you and I’ll come home when I said I would, maybe even earlier!”

“Darling-”

“You weren’t being over dramatic, you were being totally reasonable. I’ve not been treating you right because I’ve been drinking more. And just so you know I would never EVER choose another woman over you, Y/N. I love you so so much and if you didn’t make it out that surgery room I would never have forgave myself for everything I put you through and how I let you leave the house and drive when it was that dark.”

“Honey-”

“It’s all my fault-”

“Mick!” You shout, leaving him silent and shocked in his seat, “its not your fault I crashed the car. I shouldn’t have stormed out the house at 5 am. I shouldn’t have ran away from the argument, it was childish of me, I should’ve talked you about it.”

“Y/N, you weren’t being childish. You had every right to do what you did,” he smiled sadly.

“You really mean all them promises?” You ask.

“Of course,” he nodded as he leans down to kiss your head but you pull him down to kiss your lips. “I love you so much, Mrs Mars.”

“I love you too, Mr Mars.”

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[starpearlz]

Merry-Go-Round -> Nikki Sixx

Summary - Nikki asks you to a lovely Valentine’s Day Carnival, what can go wrong?

Warnings - fluff angst ending

A/n - Valentines day soon so I apologize for this angst in advance :’)

>1.0k Part 1

You stared at the poster in front of you, ‘Valentines Day Carnival, ten dollars a ticket!’ Covered in red and pink hearts. “Are you going with Nikki?” Linda had asked you as you two started walking to your lockers. “I don’t know.. it depends if he asks..” you said opening your locker and grabbed your bag. “Of come on, take some charge and ask him!” She had said making you scoff.

“I should.. but it would be.. more romantic if he asks me.” You told her as she rolled your eyes. “Well if he doesn’t ask you should ask him, I’m gonna ask Jasper today!” She said excitedly making you smile as you two started walking to the front door. “Good luck, even though I know he’s gonna say yes.” She shrugged “you’d never know..” she pushed open the door. “But I hope so!”

“Hey,” you heard a voice next to you and saw Nikki, “hi!” You said throwing your hands around his neck and giving him a hug. “I’ll see you two love birds tomorrow.” Linda said waving a goodbye.

“What we’re you two talking about?” He asked out of curiosity as you two started walking to his car. “Oh nothing, she’s gonna ask Jasper out to the carnival.” You told him maybe to spark an idea. “We’ll see who asks who first, he was telling me he was going to too.” He opened the car door for you to get in. You said a small thank you as he walked to the divers side “How do you feel about it?”

“About what?” He asked confused closing the car door “about the carnival?” “Oh,” he shrugged “I don’t know.. I thinks I’m pretty corny all the couples and shit.” “Oh.. Yeah you’re right.”

—

“We should go out.. You know, for Valentine’s Day.” Nikki said with his elbow up holding his head to stare at you. “Really? And do what?” You said staring at him intensely, he sighed “we could.. go to the carnival.” You gave him a confused look “I thought you said it was too corny for you?” You said in a teasing way.

“Yeah.. but I keep thinking about it, and I wanna go..” he paused for a second to give out a nervous chuckle, “with you.” He said softly making your heart ache “really?” You said smiling making him groan “don’t make it a big deal or whatever.” He said throwing a pillow at you making you laugh

“Yeah, that seems like a lot of fun!” You said smiling at him holding the pillow he threw at you. “Great it’s a date.” You nodded “it’s a date.” You said biting your lips trying to hide your smile as he kissed you.

—

The watch on your wrist ticked, and ticked and ticked. ‘Where is he.’ You thought waiting on a bench seeing all the couples laughing going in and out of the carnival. You sighed as your leg started shaking your leg out of nervousness. ‘Where the hell is he.’ You turned around too see the Farris Wheel spinning and the guy who was selling the carnival tickets staring at you in pity.

You turned back around to see a couple making out in front of you in their car. You gulped looking down at your watch ‘8:07’ the plan was for you two to meet at the carnival at seven thirty, now you wished to pick him up. God this is so embarrassing, waiting here in front of a love carnival by yourself.

“Hey! What are you doing by yourself?” You turned to see Linda and Jasper holding hands. ‘Great..’ “um um waiting for Nikki I don’t know where he is..” “Um..” Jasper looked like he had seen a ghost. “What?” You stood up, “did something happen to him!” He shook his head, “well no.. when was the last time you talk to him?” “Um..” when was the last time you talked to him? “When he asked me to come here two days ago..”

Jasper gulped, “Nikki.. isn’t in Seattle anymore..” you looked at him confused. “If he’s not here where the hell is he?” He looked at Linda then you. “He moved to Los Angeles..” you looked at him in shock. “What?” He nodded giving a sad look to you. “Originally he was gonna move in December when he turned seventeen.. but then he met you. So he stayed, but last night he called me panicked because he thought he was gonna stay in Seattle forever.. because.. he met you..”

You knew he wanted to move to L.A. and live his rockstar life, but you didn’t know he wanted to move as soon as he turned seventeen. “So he just.. left.” You sat back down with a blank expression, you were pulling him back from his dream. “I’m gonna go home..” you said getting up “no.. why don’t you join us.” You shook your head, “the last thing I wanna be is a third wheel, but thanks.” You said giving a sad smile and walking to your car.

You got in and started your car, ‘Heaven and hell by Black Sabbath.’ Started playing making you tear up, it was yours and Nikki’s song. You remember how it became your song too.

“One of my favorite Sabbath song, hands down.” Nikki said making you laugh, the two of you just hanging out in your car listening to your Sabbath cassette. “I agree with you, even though I don’t really understand the story behind the lyrics.” He shrugged “honestly, who gives a shit still a good song.” He said taking a sip of his Jack bottle.

You nodded, “now every time I hear this song I’ll think of you.” You told him as he stared at you moving closer to you. “I’d love to remember something we did to this song.” You laughed kissing him, which lead to you going to the back seats.

Here you are now sobbing in your car listening to the same song. Why would he do this you too you..

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[buckysimp101]

Just Friends- Pt 1 | Nikki Sixx

Summary: Nikki Sixx is a cockblock. A good for nothing friend who has decided to make it his life mission for you to be a virgin the rest of your life...or so it seems. 

a/n: this one...this one I have been WAITING to write. buckle in folks because this mini-series is about to take you on an angsty ride. Also. This fic is gonna take a little bit of a turn so I hope you like it just as much when it’s done!

Chapter pairings: 80s!Nikki Sixx x Reader

warnings for part 1: alcohol & drug usage, language, a little dry humping/clothed thigh riding, a lil angst

September, 1985- Theater of Pain Tour

You’d had enough. Ironically, this was the sixth guy Nikki Sixx had managed to chase away just by being close to you. All it took was five minutes of flirting and Nikki was there to run them off with a damn stick, the stick being Tommy fucking Lee. You and Nikki had met around the time the Crüe formed and you quickly found a place as the resident best friend. Not a groupie and definitely not a musician or dancer, your spot always felt like it was hanging in the balance. Like at any moment something could happen and you’d be left to fend for yourself in the middle of bum-fuck nowhere USA. But here you were. Drinking with the guys at this random bar in Nashville. Trying to find someone to fuck. It was getting a little embarrassing being a 24 year old virgin when you’re surrounded by these…definitely-not-virgins.

That’s the hard part when you’re not a member of the band and not a groupie, but sitting in that in-between spot, it’s apparently difficult as fuck to get laid. It probably has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that Nikki Sixx and Tommy Lee won’t let a man get close enough to me. Nope not that at all. But Nikki’s behavior is odd to say the least. Especially after the events of last week.

One Week Ago

“Come on, Princess. One more line. And, and then, THEN we can be done for the night,” Nikki slurred as he pulled on a pout, holding the rolled up bills in my direction. I rolled my eyes at his childishness, already a few shots and a line in myself. “What the hell, one more line to appease Nikki” you thought to yourself, bringing the bills to your nose and gladly accepting the line Nikki had just put together. 

The effects of the drug immediately made your head buzz. You handed the bills back to Nikki and he wrapped his arms around your shoulders, letting you lean into him as he whispered in your ear, “that’s my girl. Taking all that I give you. Such a good Princess,” his words making your drug-altered brain tell your eyes to close in pleasure.

This is what nights on tour were like with Nikki. You’d party with the guys after the show, then you and Nikki, hell even Tommy at times, would go back to his hotel room and party some more and then you’d crash. Half the time he’d give up the bed in favor of the couch to give you somewhere to sleep but the two of you were known to share a bed after a number of nights involving way too much alcohol and blow. 

When Nikki was cross-faded he got touchy. And talky. Nikki could talk the pants off a fucking cactus if he wanted to. All he needed to do was lower his voice, whisper in their ear and say-

“you ever wondered what it’s like to kiss me?” Nikki whispered in your ear, his soft lips making contact with your skin but the words causing you to whip your head around and look him in the eyes, only to find two glassy emeralds looking back at you awaiting a response. You tried to find the words to respond but Nikki interrupted you, “Cause I think about what it’s like to kiss you all the time, princess.”

This can’t be happening. After years of being around this man he had never said those words to you. But of fucking course you’ve dreamed of kissing Nikki Sixx, what person on this whole planet hasn’t? You’ve also thought about him while getting yourself off a number of times when he was out with Groupie One or Groupie Two but he didn’t need to know that. 

Apparently you were taking to long to answer Nikki because he moved his arms from around your shoulders to grip your waist and turn you around, causing you to be effectively be straddling his lap and staring right at those eyes you had come to know like the back of your hand. Nikki’s eyes traveled down to your lips, his tongue wetting his in the process. His actions making you want to squeeze your legs together to give you some relief while trying not to clue Nikki in on the problem you were dealing with.

Too late apparently. Nikki’s lips turned up into a smirk and his voice went impossibly lower as he whispered while leaning towards you, his hand slowly moving to thread in your hair, “Oh princess, you have. Come on sweet baby, give Sixx a lil kiss. Don’t worry, I won’t let it go too far, I know you haven’t done anything with anyone yet.” 

You felt your face heat up with his comment. Of course you had told Nikki one night at the beginning of this friendship about your virginity status. And of course, the little bastard wouldn’t forget it that easily. Oooooh I have wanted this for too long. And fuck he looks good...fuck it, okay. If I don’t like it then I can at least say I kissed Nikki fucking Sixx. And so you leaned in to meet his lips, his one hand in your hair and the other gripping your waist, keeping you close. He deepened the kiss and pulled your hair slightly causing you to release the dirtiest moan you had ever heard outside of porn, your moan simultaneously giving Nikki’s tongue access. It was the hottest thing you had ever experienced. Sure you had kissed plenty of guys before, hell you and Tommy had made out on a dare before, but Nikki? This man kissed you like you were the air he needed to breathe. As if he was trying to steal every last breath from your lungs. Suddenly you felt more sober than you have in the last four years. You broke the kiss for some air and Nikki took that as his opportunity to kiss and bite lightly down your neck causing you to whimper at the feeling, your legs tightening around his waist. The action pulling a groan from Nikki’s lips.

“Princess, goddess, my fucking queen. Why didn’t we do this earlier, sweet baby?” he moaned into your neck causing you to move your hands onto his shoulder and into his hair, pulling experimentally to get just the right reaction from the bassist. Nikki’s head pulled back with an extremely satisfied look on his face, he slowly moved you so his leg was in between your thighs and moved both his hands to your waist. Nikki made sure to make eye contact with you before adding “I’m gonna try something, princess. If you don’t like it you tell me to stop immediately, do you trust me?” You nodded your head, wanting anything the bassist would give you at this point. Nikki used his hands to rock your hips, rubbing your clothed core across his leather pants causing almost immediate pleasure to bubble up in your body and release in the form of a moan. Nikki smirked that cocky smirk of his and began to move your hips faster up and down his thigh. He leaned in to plant kisses up your neck and jaw until he got to your ear. 

He bit down lightly on your ear, the different pleasures causing you to take over and ride his thigh on your own. Nikki took that opportunity to whisper in your ear, letting his lips touch it lightly with each word, “that’s it, princess. Keep going, I can feel you drenching your own pants, baby. Go ahead, I know you want to. It’s okay, it’s all for you sweet girl. Cum. Now.”

The dirty talking is what sent you over the edge. You cried out and held onto Nikki’s shoulders, his lips taking over yours almost as if to quiet you. Your hips began to slow as your high slowly faded and you realized what had just happened. Nikki Sixx had just made you orgasm with his thigh and some kisses. Your whole body was on fire and you nuzzled your head into Nikki’s shoulder, refusing to make eye contact with your best friend. 

“Hey, hey none of that, goddess. Look at me, come on. You gotta tell me you’re okay,” he stated, using his thumb and forefinger to lift your chin and make you look into his eyes for the millionth time. The look on your face must have been enough for Nikki because he just leaned back with a self-satisfied smirk and moved his arms so he could pick you up as he carried you to the bed. You felt your eyes drooping and you snuggled into the warmth of Nikki’s chest. Once the two of you got to the room he got you a t-shirt out of your suitcase and handed it to you, “here go change, we’ll go to sleep when you get done,” he told you softly and you disappeared into the bathroom. Within fifteen minutes you had fallen asleep next to Nikki Sixx, not totally certain what was to become of your friendship.

Present (1985)

The next morning Nikki hadn’t said shit. Hadn’t even acknowledged what happened and what it meant for your friendship. But here he is a week later, running off any other guy who so dares to talk to you with his Terror Twin at his side. The action making you equal parts sexually frustrated and pissed the fuck off. After one more shot you’d had enough. You wanted to leave. You pushed past your guard dogs, because that’s what they were acting like, and made your way to Mick, letting him know you’d be heading back to the hotel room for the night. He offered to walk you back but you refused, stating the fresh air and alone time would be good for you and headed out into the night.

As you started to make your way back to the hotel you could hear someone calling your name. Well, not your name. Instead they were yelling-

“Princess! Where you goin, sweets?”

Nikki’s voice caused you to roll your eyes, after the last week and the events of the last two hours you wanted nothing to do with him. In fact you were trying to decide if you should just stay the night in Mick’s room. 

Nikki kept calling for you until he finally caught up and grabbed your arm, pulling you to face him. “I’ve been calling for you for the last block, princess. Didn’t you hear me?”

“Nope, thought it was just the wind,” you snapped, yanking your arm away in the process causing a hurt look and furrowed brow to appear on Nikki’s face.

“Hey now, why all the hostility, YN?” he asked, genuine hurt alight in his eyes. That look almost caused you to forget the events of the last week and just brush them under the rug but when he reached out to rub your arm it ignited that spark yet again.

“Who knows why I could possibly be hostile when my best friend and his fucking sidekick keep COCKBLOCKING ME EVERY CHANCE THEY GET!” you yelled, the dam finally breaking.

Nikki’s eyes widened, unsure of what to say he started with, “Hey baby, honey, calm down. It was just T-Bone and I looking out for yo-,” 

“Don’t you fucking dare say you were looking out for me! You didn’t even have the fucking decency to talk to me about that night!” you blurted out in anger, surprising yourself and Nikki.

“That’s what this is about? Me not talking to you about the mind-blowing orgasm yours truly gifted you? Sweets, if you wanted another all you had to do was ask,” he said with a tilt of his head and a cheeky grin growing on his lips, leaving you speechless.

“I- who said I wanted anoth- we can’t do this, Sixx. We’re best friends,” you started, only for Nikki to interrupt you this time. 

“Oh, sweets, it doesn’t have to change anything between us. Any time you want a ride on the Sixxter just let me know, I’ll be there for you. In fact, I wanted to talk to you about it...I probably should have done this a week ago. But here goes. So the reason I was cockblocking you, as you so eloquently put it but you’re not wrong, is because fuck those other guys. Why would you want your first time to be with any of those second-class boys, when you’ve got a first-class man right here, baby?”

Your eyes widened, your brain slowly catching on to what Nikki was saying and he could practically see the gears turning so he continued. “Sweet girl, there is nobody on this earth that I would rather deflower and teach the carnal ways of the world than my best friend, in a totally platonic way of course.” 

Yup. You were all caught up now. Nikki Sixx wanted to embark on a friends with benefits situation with you, his best friend. He could tell you were thinking on it so he added, “What do ya say, YN? Wanna learn from the master? I could teach you to be a sex goddess, hell you’re already the goddess of my religion,” he added the last part with a wiggle of his brows causing you to roll your eyes.

Fuck it. Why not.

You took a deep breath, looking Nikki straight in those glittering emeralds. Those eyes that would be engrained in your mind for the rest of your life. You opened your mouth and said, “don’t make me regret this, Sixx.” 

He smiled a smile that would make the cheshire cat jealous and replied, “never in a million years, princess.”

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Part 2 | Part 3

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[arrow487356]

Hybrid Motley Crue accidentally injures you.

Cw: angst, Trauma, injuries.

Tommy Lee

He was in a very hyper mood today and well he was running around and making some mess. While your in the kitchen you were making some food, he comes in basically bouncing like he’s on a trampoline. He looks at you smiling widely. “Let’s play!” He’s says loudly. It makes you look up from the cookbook. You shake you head. “Tommy no, not right now. I’m making us lunch.” He frowns and comes over.

He didn’t want to take no as an answer right now so he picks you up and carries you out of the kitchen. You try to get out of his hold and he drops you down. “Come on Y/N let’s play chase.” He says his dog tail was wagging wildly. You stare up at him and you try to walk away shaking your head hoping he Will understand but he didn’t so he pulls you back quickly. “Play!” He says a bit louder. “Tommy not right now.” He starts to get angry and his claws dig into your arm on accident. “Play!!” He says louder. You weren’t taking any of this so you just pull your arm out his his hold. “No tommy.” You said and you walk away.

He growls slightly and he pulls you back with a bit too much strength and he loses his grip and ends up with you hitting your back against the wall hard and the fear that comes into his eyes showed how scared he was. He quickly goes over to you. “Y/n, I’m so so sorry!” He says in a panic voice, his hands are shaking. You were just in shock at what happened as pain runs though your back. You don’t even noticed the blood running down from your arm were his claws dug into your arm. He sees the blood and tears form into his eyes, and his ears press against his head and his tail drops. He backs away. “I-I’m so sorry.” He says quickly and before you even come back to reality he was already hiding.

Nikki

He was in one of his moods, he was shut away and was easily angered. You were surprising him with a nice present of a little movie night. He was in your shared room on your shared bed, as you were in the living room making a little blanket fort and lined up a movie list of his favorite movies with a couple of yours sprinkled in there. You hear a loud growl up in your bedroom and you carefully set down the movie that was in your hands. You stand up and you walk up the stairs quietly and go over to the bedroom door and knock on it. “Nikki, are you alright?” Your voice was gentle, being very careful. What it was met with was a growl.

You sigh under your breath as you carefully open the door. “Nikki?” You carefully come in, before anything went to shit you see how wild he looked, his eyes are a bright yellow and his hair is a mess. before you can shut the door a lamp was thrown at the wall near you scaring you, some of the lamp cuts into your skin. The scream or fear that left you due to the lamp hitting the wall break his anger trance and he realized what happened. “Y/n…” his voice was rough from the growling before. He stares at you in fear as he sees the cuts from all the lamp pieces. He has multiple thoughts running though his head and he goes over to you but you flinch away from him, and the panic and sadness that runs though him makes him whimper, and he backs away.

Vince

He was in a mischievous mood and well he has scared you many times and it ended well so he hides behind a door silent. While he was hidden you were coming back to the living room to your at home office. You weren’t expecting anything so when you enter your office and Vince jumps out scaring you, you end up jumping back hitting your head slightly but mainly your back hard at the door frame. The groan of pain the leaves you as you fall to the ground on your knees.

Vince panics and runs over to you. “Y/n I’m so so sorry.” He says and he cradles your head. His hand was gentle with you. He then helps you up. “Y/n please forgive me.” He says in a gentle voice.

Mick

He was having a issue with figuring out what was a threat or not which he warned you about and he told you want to do, if you need to help him calm down, and it was one of those rare times. He was having a breakdown the living room. You were in the kitchen, when you hear a loud crash. You go out of the kitchen and you see him hyperventilating and a picture frame of him and me together broken on the ground.

You let out a shaky breath as you remember what to do, you take a few steps and softly say. “Mick, you’re safe.” His head snaps up and stares at you. His cat eyes narrow at you seeing you as a danger. “Mick, I’m not a threat. Remember it’s me Y/N.” But he gets up slowly and his claws were out. You try to remember what else to do, but his street cat instincts were too fast and his claws scratch you face and shoulder. You falter back as he backs away with a hiss escaping him and he runs into another room. You hold your face. You had to ignore the scratches since he’s your number one priority right now.

Pt 2 tomorrow

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[madiisixx]

current!nikki where he is married with reader since the end of the dr. feelgood tour and in an interview he is asked abt how they met

Sweet Lover | Nikki Sixx x Reader

$ During a press interview that Nikki has for his upcoming tour with the band, he gets asked a question about his lady and how they met

AUTHORS NOTE: This is a smaller blurb because most of it is just a flashback! let me know if you'd like to see more current! Nikki Fics

Sitting in the Interview room was nothing new to the band. they had become custom to it and eventually got into a routine whenever they had one scheduled.

Nikki would be the talker for most of the time since that was what he was used to doing since the band started.

Tommy would be beside Nikki being his rambunctious self but more reserved as time had gotten to them.

Vince would Laugh at everything that the interviewers would say and ask and would think to himself that it was such a ridiculous question.

And Mick? he would be the alien that everyone knew him to be and sit there in silence until a question was directed his way.

the interview that the band was currently at, was an interview that was supposed to promote their upcoming tour from their new album but a question that was thrown Nikki's way was a topic he oh so loved to talk about.

Sitting on the Red Sofa with his arm propped up onto the armrest, Nikki had been asked a question.

"So, Nikki, you and your wife have been Married a long time. I recall around the Dr. Feelgood press tour? how about we hear the story about how you two had met?"

The question had gotten Nikki to put a huge smile on his face and a glimmer in his eyes, "yes we have been married quite a while, but she's the best thing that's ever happened to me. If it wasn't for her, I probably wouldn't still be clean today."

The interviewer chuckled and waited for Nikki to continue on, as were the other guys because they secretly loved Nikki to go all gushy and lovestruck whenever he mentions you.

Biting his lip and looking over at you across the other side of the room, where you had resided in every one of his interviews, he sat comfortably and reminisced about your past.

"Well, it was during the height of my addiction in 1987..."

FLASHBACK TO 1987

pain. That's all Nikki felt in his arms.

He knew that he had a problem with Herion, but he just couldn't stop. He tried yes but it was as if his brain was wired to say yes even though his gut told him no.

He looked around and noticed he was in an alleyway next to the Whiskey A Gogo.

remembering he was there to get some drinks and hopefully girls after a small gig before the band goes onto the Girls Girls Girls Tour, he tried to stand up but the pain in his arms was unbearable and he lost all the strength he could muster.

He was about to give up, when he saw a flash of blonde hair in his vision and a soft voice that almost sounded startled.

"Are you okay? Do you need me to call 911?"

He looked up with his bleary eyes at the sweet, angelic, voice and if he wasn't dead from the heroin he would've been dead now.

You were the most beautiful Woman he ever laid his eyes upon.

Your eyes shined so bright in the moonlight, your hair cascaded down your back in waves, your ruby red lips that it seemed he couldn't keep his eyes off of.

Hesitating for an answer to your question, he finally nodded instead of speaking as he didn't trust his voice because he was stunned of your beauty.

You eventually helped him up carefully off of the ground and put his arm around your shoulder trying to balance his weight with yours.

With some struggle, you eventually got to your car opting to take that instead of an ambulance, and drove him to the hospital to get treated.

As you arrived at the hospital, Nikki thought that you would leave and he would never see you again, but that wasn't the case.

You stayed with him for days, making sure he was alright and got every medical treatment that he needed.

You never went home, you stayed by his side to make sure he got some sleep.

You felt immediate attraction to this man, you knew that something good was going to come out of helping Nikki.

Even after he was out of the hospital, you exchanged numbers and made sure that Nikki had checked into rehab to try and get himself clean.

Which he did, just for you.

It may have been just a good deed, but to both of you it was love at first sight.

During Rehab, Nikki had started a relationship with you.

After he got out, he had asked you to move in with him.

A year later, he proposed.

you both got married at the end of the Dr. feelgood Tour, and you have been each other's true loves ever since then.

CURRENT TIME

Smiling at you across the room, Nikki saw that your face had gone red. Nikki chuckled and looked back at the interviewer, "And that folks, was how I met your mother."

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