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This just threw me a life line fr. I didn't know I needed this.

I will never not be OBSESSED with the Famous trope + Found Family trope with the Party 😭 The headlines would be so chaotic? Like:

Famous Rockstar Eddie Munson is seen eating lunch with two time Pulitzer winner Nancy Wheeler, Highest Paid Photographer Jonathan Byers and Successful Entrepreneur Argyle Alvez. How does he know these people???

Three time Grammy Winner Eddie Munson seen in a McDonald's with World Renowned Astronaut Dustin Henderson and New York Times Best Seller Will Byers-Wheeler and Mike Byers-Wheeler. What the actual fuck???

Eddie Munson, seen in a Chicago Bulls game looking confused as hell, mere seconds after finding out his second album just went Multi-platinum, with his husband, Steve Munson. Also seen in pictures, Eddie Munson hugging point guard Lucas Sinclair and his wife, Max Sinclair. How???

MSG Sold Out Performer Eddie Munson seen in Chicago Medical Center with World Renowned Surgeon Dr. Erica Sinclair. Our insiders say that the rockstar is FINE and was only having lunch with the doctor. What in the multiverse is happening???

Eddie Munson and his husband seen in line at the book signing of rising Linguistics Author Robin Buckley. They ended up laughing so hard when they reached the author, they almost got kicked out. Turns out they all knew each other???

Rock Star Eddie Munson bringing packed lunch in pajamas to a small Chicago preschool where husband, Steve Munson and known friend, Jane Hopper works. Why??? How??? What???

Third most followed person on Instagram Eddie Munson, just broke the internet by posting a group picture with Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Jonathan Byers, Argyle Alvez, Dustin Henderson, Lucas, Max and Erica Sinclair, Mike and Will Byers-Wheeler, his husband Steve Munson and family friend Jane Hopper. HOW DO THEY ALL KNOW EACH OTHER?! WHAT A WEIRD GROUP?!

The more people speculate, the more they say shit. Like people ask them how they know each other and they all just throw out the weirdest answers.

Nancy gets asked in a press conference how she knows Rock Star Eddie Munson? Nancy answers with, "I was driving myself to California when I was 19 and I picked him up as a hitch hiker along the way. We’ve been friends since then."

Robin gets asked in a lecture how she knows the Sinclair Clan? Robin answers with, "I go way back with Dr. Erica. She once saved me from Russian Doctors trying to cut my toe nails."

Eddie goes on an interview in National TV and the host asks how he's friends with Argyle and Jon? Eddie answers with, "I got kidnapped by a killer clown when I was 17. They saved me by crushing the clown's still beating heart with their own bare hands."

Steve gets bombarded with questions online of how he knows Nancy, Robin, Jon, Argyle and even Eddie (his husband)? Steve answers with, "We were stuck in detention every Saturday when we were in senior year. We all became friends when Eddie Munson started singing Don't You (Forget About Me)."

Will and Mike gets asked in an interview about their friendship with Basketball Star, Lucas Sinclair? Will says, “Lucas once gave my dog CPR, ultimately, saving it’s life and we’ve been friends since then.” and Mike just goes, “Who???”

Erica once got asked how she knew Genius Astronaut, Dustin Henderson. Erica rolls her eyes, “That boy owes me his life. Ask him, not me.”

Dustin gets asked how he knows Eddie Munson. Dustin goes with, “Eddie once saved me from a feral army of bats and almost died. I’ve never let go of him since then.” The fans think this one might actually be true, they’ve seen the scars on Eddie, they’ve got theories and Dustin just gave them a puzzle piece.

Argyle got asked in a Business Magazine how he knows this weird, interconnected group. Argyle says, “Oh dude! Those are my life long friends! It started with a pizza van, a dead man, and a road trip to Utah. There was also a bald girl involved. In the end, the real treasure really is the friends we make along the way.”

Jonathan gets asked how he knows Eddie Munson. Jon gives the softest, sweetest smile and says, “We were in a satanic cult together.”

Jane Hopper gets asked once in public (how she knows all these famous people), someone filmed it and it went viral on Twitter. El says, verbatim, “Oh. It all started when I was kidnapped by an evil scientist who tested stuff on me like I was a lab rat. Long story short, they saved my life and they are my family.” By then people already don’t believe any of them because they all give out the most ridiculous answers. Hopper still grounds her for that even though she doesn’t live with him anymore. (Owens, who hasn't called them in 15 years, reached out with a warning).

→ Current Additions: Lucas Lie Detector & Max's Future (Scroll down the link)

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Fuck Steve's broken brain, THAT JUST EXPLODED MINE-

What do you think is one thing that would just break Steve's brain? I think it would be going somewhere with him in a skirt/dress and no underwear, waiting until you've arrived to tell him and then teasing him all night. I feel like you'd just be IN for it when you get back home

BABY YOU BROKE MY BRAIN WITH THIS ONE and stopppp not the no panties under the dress? god the exhibitionist in me is creaming my pants at the fucking thought

this. this breaks steve's brain — it hits every switch for horny in his brain, along with a few of the posessive switches and maybe some jealous switches too. and god waiting until you're there to tell him? steve has to think back to how you two had made out in the car before coming over, you in his lap in the drivers seat, your bare cunt just inches away from his fingers - if only he had been a little more eager for it and less interested in the party, he could've had you bouncing on his cock in his car, far far away from this party.

but instead, you've waited until he's settled in a bit and gotten a drink in his hand, the two of you situating yourselves onto one of the couches. he sits first and, as always if he can, you're pulled onto his lap — sideways, so you can properly curl into his side. it's then when you lean and scrape your lips against his ear and whisper, "did i mention that i'm not wearing any panties?"

steve freezes. the words process, his stomach burns hotly and fuck, if his cock doesn't give a twitch at the thought, even if he's not sure it's true. he turns to look at you, wide-eyed and you smirk, "don't believe me?" and ever so slightly, your thighs on his lap begin to part — steve's hand shoots out and grabs your knee, yanking them back together instantly.

he takes a deep breath, his hand on your knee flexing a bit as you nose along his neck, dropping a delicate kiss or two. your perfume, the dress, the mere knowledge that his fingers could just slide up your thigh and find your sweet slick waiting for him— steve coughs awkwardly, ducking his head to hide his face, unable to properly function for a whole ass minute.

"we're going home," he rasps, giving you knee a quick tap to signal for you to stand. you pout and play it up, "what? but we just got here, baby. don't you wanna stay?"

steve heaves another deep breath, his hand on your knee already inching higher as he leans in closer to murmur in your ear, voice dangerously low, "unless you wanna see how well you can stay quiet in front of all these people while i fuck you on my fingers—"

you squirm at the thought, at the mounting desire as steve's fingers toy with the hem of your dress. he's so close to your cunt, he swears he can smell how wet you are.

"—then, i suggest you get up so we can go home."

you go home.

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I JUST SAW THE AFTERLIFE JETHUTH

HER AND THIS SONG LIKE MY COOCHIE IS MEOWING

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So I made a fanfic on Wattpad.....

AND IF YOU LIKE THE 80'S, STEVE HARRINGTON, AND OC THAT'S EDDIE MUNSONS TWIN SISTER, THE GAYS, GOOD MUSIC, AND 🌿🍃.... Then you should go read it.

@urmumsbuubs

HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY LOVE<333

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I FUCKING love them, telling me kids this was Batman and Robin, SOMEONE GET THE FANART ROLLIN

God bless Bella Ramsey for these pictures 🩷

✨Slutty little knee ✨

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NO BC THIS IS THE FATHER, THE SON, AND THE HOKY GHOST FOR ME 🧎‍♀️

my type: green eyed women who could kill me <3

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THIS SARCASTIC ELLIE THAT TALKS LIKE ME, is my air rn

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GOD LITERALLY. LAWD HAVE MERTHY ON MY SOULLLLL 🧎‍♀️

Why I'm bisexuality ♡

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The way I would easily beg to be that bass 🤸

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Musically lustful.

Summary: Loser!Ellie is a sophomore in college, a die hard fan of the band. The reader is an oc rocker babe!! Ellie gets more than a backstage tour...

Pt 2 will be the one filled with smut 🙄💅

Warnings: sexual content in next chapter, loser!Ellie pussy drunk, good music, drugs, alcohol.

Enjoyyyy ☝️👀📸

Ellie's pov:

The Professor giving us the 'ok' to leave sent me scrambling to gather all of papers, stuffing them all into my book bag not caring one or two about whether or not they were bent to hell or not. All I cared about was-

*Ding*

Dinathepussydestroyer13

Are you ready, groupie?

Els_constellations

Since when is your user that!?

Dinathepussydestroyer13

I figured if I was gonna give my social to a hot band chick, it better be memorable. It's hilarious, admit it.

Els_constellations

Ha. Ha. So funny. I thought you and Jessie were back on?

Dinathepussydestroyer13

Yeah a week ago, thought you'd know us better than that Einstein.

Walking down the hallway, deep in my conversation; rushing to get out I accidentally bumped into a door frame. Sending me looking straight up to make sure no one saw that. After realizing I was clear, I cursed myself out and huffed. I continued swiping on the very cracked iphone 6. "Jesus Ellie get it together."

Els_constellations

lol, Anyways I just got out of class. You have the tickets?

Dinathepussydestroyer13

Yes Mom, now if I pick you up later and you aren't wearing the most obvious, "hey I'm gay and single" outfit. I'm shoving you into a push up bra of mine.

At the threat I gasped aloud, fastly tapping back.

Els_costellations

You wouldn't dare. >:(

Dinathepussydestroyer13

Oh but I would. >:)) NOW GET READY, ILL BE THERE IN AN HOUR.

It was Friday night, me and my best friend, Dina since preschool; WERE ABOUT TO SEE MY FAVORITE BAND. Fangs and all. I had first heard th when I was flipping through the radio in Joel's truck. When they came on, instead of Joel immediately swatting the dial he paused. Gruffed for a moment sure, but when our ears landed on each thrum of the bass chord, his fingers tapped the steering wheel, my heart soared. Sadly Joel wasn't able to go of course with his contracting job he'd been into recently, but since I showed Dina them about a couple years ago and made her ACTUALLY listen to it a couple months ago...she now just last Wednesday was rambling about getting a tattoo from one of their songs that read, "Everybody has a chapter they don't read aloud." Which I don't blame her for because it was this entire 5 genre clashed into one song, which caused a symphony of layering and then the entire instrumental went silent and then the lead singer, WHO IS ALSO THE BASSIT! sick right!?! She just sounded like she took it from the bottom of her lungs, bottled up for so long and threw it out into the world hoping someone strong enough would catch it- DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON HER. She's only a year older than me. EVEN WHEN SHE TALKS ON TV SHE SOUNDS INTELLIGENT. Definitely one of the first people I ever mast- shit where was I. Jesus Ellie rambling to yourself again

Fuck. I gotta get ready, what to wear...sweats? Nope. Dina will absolutely murder me and bring the most tragic thing over here to push me into.

Shoving ten flannels and sweatshirts out of the way I found a white cut off tank top, old and grown out of, some holes here and there. The cut off exposing my arms and my v line down to my baggy-ish washed out jeans. Hanging lowly around my waist. I looked in the mirror. I thought I looked decent, by decent I mean completely in my head, swallowing and choking on my own salvia. About to crawl out of my own skin before Dina basically busted down my door to tell me how good I looked and for once in my life I actually listened.

Eventually we made it, we FUCKING made it. It was breathtaking, the concert stadium that is. Yet that might have a little to do with the blunt Dina and I shared to counteract the pile of anxiety eating away at me.

Scarlett's pov:

Waking up this morning to banging on my door after a hangover from last night- oh let me go ahead and inform you. My drummer Vick had the great idea to dare me to drink the rest of the beer pong cups, saying I wouldn't do it. And I know what you're thinking, "Scarlett why wouldn't you just say yeah exactly, I won't." Well that's because my family is a bunch of role models and if Im not used as the child to compare to as a bad example, Id be useless. So continuing on, I woke up to my guitarist, Trace banging on my door telling me we made it to Austin.

"YEAH I CAN HEAR YOU, ASSHOLE." I said rolling over, barely seeing through my hair in my eyes. "GOOD, NOW DO YOU HAVE A CIGARETTE?" She asked through the locked door. I groaned in response into my pillow. I then forced myself out of bed to the door, unlocking it as I made my way over to my nightstand pulling out a carton. Her following behind me. I sit down on the bed, pulling on pants. "Here, needy." I say throwing the rest of the pack at her after pulling one in-between my lips. She laughed as she pulled a lighter out.

"You excited? Gonna getcha a cowgirl?" She said nudging me after lighting my cigarette. I rolled my eyes, "if I'm lucky, I'll be the cowgirl and she'll be my ride for the night." She arches an eyebrow at me, "RIGHTTTT, because you're totally gonna take groupie in. You know how you are, you flirt and then you never bring a fan back. If you do it's not a fan, it's some chick from a gay bar."

I take one last quick puff off of my cig before replying, "OUUU fuck me for keeping one moral intact. I just...don't wanna take advantage of them. You know?" She starts to laugh, "I would say yes, but I'd be lying. I love me some emo cowboy groupies." She then presses a cowboy hat on my head she somehow managed to snuggle in here and runs off.

~later~

Spritzing a lingering fragrance onto my skin as a finishing touch, I looked into my mirror one last time to see :Hair fluffed and free, metal necklaces down my cleavage to my mid-waist, dark eye makeup with glitter highlighting my eyelid, light makeup if any on my actual face, freckles in full bloom across my t-zone. Lips plump, teeth whitened, Darkest green jacket caressing my curves as it flows to my knees, cropped silver and black lacey top that flowed into bell like flowy sleeves under my jacket, tits barely over flowing, matching skirt, and finally combat boot like heels. Rings, bracelets, piercings, all jewelry of any kind as well as tattoos could be found at least once on me. I looked good for a concert anyways.

Leaving my dressing room I was immediately offered shots and weed. Passing everything for now other than a single clear shot, I passed by Tracey, looking annoyed by Sebs room my other guitarist. "You okay?" I asked just to quickly be cut off by "OH FUCK- daddy RIGHTTTT THEREEE!" extremely fake pornographic sounds to leak from his room.

"I've knocked four times." She said before cocking her head to suggest giving it a go. I rolled my eyes as Moans continued leaking through the door. I started pounding on the door after knocking three times. Finally with ten minutes before show time, I kicked the door, "HEY BUMPY DICK, WICKED WITCH OF THE PORN STUDIOS CALLED, SHE WANTS HER NOSE BACK. " 30 seconds later a girl with terrible hair and clothes came RUNNING out. Leaving my pendejo of a guitarist at the door, "did you really have to ruin my hard by using child movie terms?"

I scoffed, "Did you really have to waste my time spending two hours trying to find a girls clit? Next time ask fucking Siri." I finish before hitting him in the back of the head. Trace left to inform him of the time crunch left before curtain.

Eventually my band was in position, 25,000 all in one stadium. The cheering coming to a silence as tradition once our green screen begins to project our new clip, (a clip is a video we make of the album genre we're about to play, which we change every show.) As soon as that's over, I strum the bass one time as I finally reveal myself from behind the enormous speaker. Smiling at the camera, I stick out my tongue as my entire band lays into the chords and drums.

Ellie's pov:

Dina had managed to push her way to the first three rows, dragging me along. When I tell you I was RESURRECTED BY THE SIGHT OF THE GODDESS OF A WOMAN. Suddenly the air was thinner, my boxers were tighter- shit I'm no better than a man.

Dina leaned over to me, "If that woman had a dick, id want to have her BABIES." She said causing my face to heat up and hers to scrunch in humour.

Minutes later, Dina had made it front row, screaming the lyrics. By this time I was in another plane of existence, the high chilling in my blood, my favorite band of all time in my fucking presence. It couldn't get better. Until it did.

Scarlett viper was beating the last chords out with her fist when she slung her bass, Tracey migalister sending a soul wretching GUTAIR solo through the air as Scarlett ran to the strip of stage near me. She looked down, at me? No. My weed had to have been laced. Fuck, did I die? Am I in heaven?

Yeah. Her siren like eyes bored into mine as she strutted, curving every step she took towards me, still singing the last lyrics as she stripped her green long jacket off. Maintaining eye contact and stripping would have me on the floor passed out, but the way her plump lips curled onto the words, "wanna savour every drop." Caused screams across the entire acre of land. Jealousy. Out of 25 thousand people, she was putting my set of eyes in a trance. It's definitely for effect right? That is until she laughed at Dina who was fanning me and pointing at me, which I didn't realize. Next second I knew Tracie the FUCKING legend had walked over, fingers like lightning looking for a tall structure on the chords. Bending down to us, Infront of Dina. She leaned back on her heels, back arched as she ripped the song into pornographic sounds from the gutair. Holding eye contact with Dina she picked Scarlett Viper's jacket up threw it to me, landing it on my face then taking her literal FAMOUS pic after licking it and handing it to Dina. THESE TWO ITEMS COULD GO FOR MILLIONS. yet all it did was make me wet.

Dina and I looked at each other and started to fan girl, screaming, grabbing each other. "IM NEVER WASHING MY FACE AGAIN." I screamed as I pulled the jacket off of my face. "IM NEVER TOUCHING ANOTHER MAN AGAIN WHILE THAT WOMAN IS ALIVE, OH MY FUCKING GOD. WHY DOESN'T SHE LICK MY PUSSY LIKE THAT." Half cringing, half laughing at Dina, I was interrupted by a strong set of hands touching both me and Dina.

Us both ready to swing and defend ourselves we're quickly let down when it was just a tall, muscular girl handing us weird necklace things. "These are backstage passes, the band sent them down to you two."

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I will DIE ON THIS HILL.

i just know for a fact that ellie williams would refer to her girlfriend as ‘the wife’ 24/7. she needs to leave early because she’s having dinner with her girlfriend? “sorry guys, gotta go, the wife wants me back in time for dinner and her spaghetti is to die for. like fuck, she must put cocaine in that shit!” any form of argument with her girlfriend? she’s texting dina like “had a fight with the wife. sleeping on the couch.” and every time she makes her friends mad by skipping out on things or rescheduling plans at the last minute just because she wants to spend time with you, it’s honestly only expected that the only explanation she would offer is “happy wife, happy life, amirite??”

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{Dancing on blades }

Ellie williams enemies to lovers x f!reader

Warnings: smut in the next chapter 👀, gotta build up that tension fr. VIOLENCE. minorsdn! GORE.

Idfk how many words <3 enjoy

Fog and storm clouds slowly crept in as the sun began to set, leaving only a sliver of light to cascade over and through the leaves of the tall trees and vines. I slowly crept through the brush, spacing out the entire time we walked. I was an offensive general mainly, I owned two katanas. Certified in aim and precision in my blade work. Not a single soldier has had a chance up against my rage. My sister was recently killed, 1 month, 2 weeks, and 1 day. She was my other half, the only symbol of life worth living since our parents passed. Until I heard a twig snap in the tall grass.

Up until this catastrophe of a meet cute, I was a part of a group called the shadow stalkers, now before you go saying oh my god, why the hell would you guys name yourself out of the most creepy creature- well to start off my rant, ehm I DONT FUCKING KNOW ASK THE GODDAMN LEADER, HELAGIN. MAYBE BECAUSE WE'RE HUGE ON STEALTH? WE LITERALLY AREN'T HEARD OF UNTIL WERE SLITTING YOUR THROATS IN YOUR SLEEP? Sorry, I quite hate that question. It's a very frequent question for newcomers. Even the idiotic newbies they continue to put on my assigned missions.

Carrying on my ignorant group I was assigned to consists of 3 poorly trained men, all which I hate expect one. The rest contains 2 women who are pretty educated just not physically. The qualified being posted at base considering the current outbreak of violence following my sisters death. All of these people quite literally never stop talking, hence me not hearing their signaling in my ear piece. Ya see I sent myself off to take my total happy ass up to find a place for my quadrant to sleep tonight, secure it and radio it in to the team. One that was being led by sergeant l Adams, a white, blonde, blue eyed, 5'10 on a good day man. "Better get a move on, General Vilaria." His egotistical voice boomed in my ear piece as I walked up the street scouting. "Watch it Malibu Ken, wouldn't want you to hurt your plastic voice box running your mouth." I retorted back in a mocking matter, causing a lot of them to respond with giggles and chuckles over the line. Which led me to switch it off.

So I then took my sweet time. Walking up to the Seattle hotel, and walking right in, my eyes caught a glimpse of the chandelier. Gears turning in my head, took only two minutes for me to block the entrance, set the traps by the hallways and aim for the chain holding up the gigantic crystal light fixture. My finger squeezing the trigger followed by the bone rattling sound as the masterpiece shattered, alarming everything in the building to come flooding towards me. About 4 or 5 runners instantly blown up on the traps, one clicker left crawling it's way towards me only to then be fed my blade down it's throat.

Hotel cleared, secured, now to scavange, but first I needed to turn my ear piece on to radio in. Then a very strange noise filled my ear as I flipped it on, static. Nothing, this wasn't new. This happened sometimes if our directed quad was out of range, nothing a few flights of stairs and finding a lookout point wouldnt solve. I quickly found a ledge to search from. I saw officers 16, 23, 72, 54, and.....9 was no where to be seen. My eyes showered intensely over the valley attempting to find the number 9 desperately. That's when I saw leaves moving. Yet I couldn't make out what was causing this, so I pulled out my sniper rifle off of my strap back. Focusing in, my eyes sadly didn't find 9 getting up but instead sliced by the neck in one swift motion by a figure. A gasp fell from my mouth, not from horror and the desensitized gore but the sudden attack and not being able to radio it in.

Not wanting to let the intruder know of my awareness, I threw a rock towards a van next to officer 56, Adams. He quickly jumped back, following my line of sight, to which I subtly coaxed my forced companion towards the figures whereabouts. The blonde boy instead just swatted his hand and turned back around. I swore at least 50 times. Looking through my scope in frustration, I hit my knee once more. Fuck, he isn't gonna listen and get the rest of them killed. As I moved my scope slightly over the horizon, I was met with reality hit straight to my face, seeing as all 4 remaining quadrant officers were already face down or slit open. When I attempted to relocate Sergeant Adams, the figure had him in a chokehold. Then only was my vision met with brown, cold, hard eyes.

Fuck.

I had been alone plenty of times, but knowing I had now made eye contact with the successor of the fallen teammates. That sent chills on my fight or flight instincts.

That's when my senses rang a sound from the bottom of the building. Heavy footsteps. My adrenaline suddenly coursing through my veins. As I counted the footsteps and voices. I felt the strategy in the air, quickly throwing my past objective out of the window. I found myself listening for the door to click, and it did.

"You sure it was a girl? We had a male kill 12 of our soldiers." The man's voice grumbled through the air. "Yes. Nora reported a brunette with short hair. Girl that was with the bastard Abby bashed in." My heart pounded, hands starting to slip from my hiding place. That's when I heard the floor creak as the man entered the bathroom. "I can still hear her begging Abby to stop, boo FUCKING hoo." His laugh rang like poison in my lungs. The taste sour on my tongue. The millisecond he stepped beneath me, I let go of the ceiling's inner walls. In the brief falling action, I felt free, yet so spiteful. Every tear spilling into this moment fed a booming monster of grief. Leading to taking to it out on every goddamn being that stands in my waym

As I made contact with the muscular man Imediately began to claw at his eyeballs, causing him to send me flying back sandwiched between his back and a tile wall. My ears ringing at the crunch of tile and a rib of mine. The squash of his eye as my left hand finally dug it's burrow, I seized his moment of agony to grab my dagger attached to my belt. Swinging my right arm across his entire neck, yet just before pulling back I was cut off by a loud. "WAIT!" a woman, finding herself walking in on an intense battle, pointing a gun at me. "Don't you dare you little bitch", she says. My eyes met hers; in moments like these I experience dissociation. Yet for viewer experience, here I was eyes blown wide with blood lust, blood gushing down my hand, as I held a blade to a man's jugular, spitting the words, "or what." This version never met my sister except once. Once when we were still on the ranch. I still remember the fear in her eyes and she pulled my relentless 13 year old self off of the coward of a man. Snapped out of a trance as my eyes met hers. My soft skin now tarnished with blood stains. Yet Kai held me so gently. As if I would break if she held me a smidge firmer. "It's okay, little butterfly. He's not gonna hurt us anymore. We're safe. I promise."

Snapped back to reality, I flung my left hand from his eye and straight to his hand limply holding a smg to which I stocked the woman fill with many bullets. The man screamed In despair, but the butterfly that once would hold this man through his heart break now kicked him over, tied him to a chair, and leaned on the counter. "Tell me where the fuck Abby is." His lip quivered. He shook his head slightly, "don't play dumb, I see your wlf intials." I said firmly crossing my arms. "Why I do such a thing when you spend an entire clip on my WIFE." He called out with tears running out of his wounds. "It was half, ass hat. And you're lucky I made it quick. What did you say?" I lightly tapped my chin, "ah, yes boo. Fucking. Hoo." This sentence brought the grown man to a Hollar as he scream cried. I walked over to him putting a knife into his mouth in between sobs, lightly wedging between teeth. "You tell me now, and I'll kill ya fast. Resist and I'll take each accessory out one by one like a mother FUCKING Polly pocket." My eyes burned into his, a silent promise of my words. Tears streaming down out of his eyes, my gaze adverted, "that's actually disgusting. It's a shame your eyes aren't as sealed as your lips. Maybe if we take them too, hmm? Replace them to take duty as your eyelids?" I say with a growing smile. He quickly shakes his head avoiding puncturing his mouth with the blade.

Ten seconds later, his words are on a sheet of paper and someone's bursting through the door. My instincts spring into action, my boot positioning the still screaming man in front of me as a shield as I throw the dagger towards the figure, landing in the doorframe, cutting a piece of auburn ish hair. Taking my spare knife out to play, I stab the man in the head as the figure ducks behind a couch.

"I'm so sick of people crashing my shit, fuck off would you? Especially if you're with the wlf, then I'm gonna slaughter EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU" I say throwing a bottle of liquor onto the couch and throwing my lighter towards it. "I HATE THEM- SHIT , ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY?" a raspy feminine voice booms from behind the flames. My mind blinks for a second at the fact she isn't one of them.

I'm halfway across the living room running for my blade in the frame, before im tackled to the floor. The impact causes my head to go a little fuzzy, the weight on top of mine, the heat all kick starting a part of me which is completely irrelevant in my current situation. "Halfway there sweetheart." I reply causing the auburnish brunette's kinda beautiful eyes to go wide eyed as we make eye contact, and a little flushed at my use of words. Allowing me to pin her legs against each other, flipping her over. She attempts to sit up, to which I use brute force to slam her back into the hardwood. "Sit. Good girl." I say with a slick smile as I reach for the blade she grabs my hand and pulls it the complete opposite direction. Hurdling me against another wall, slamming me against it.

Her vieny, calloused, tattooed hand wrapping around my throat as I look seriously finally into her eyes. Both now firm and cold. "If you aren't Wlf, who the fuck are you." She says. My eyes try to stay focused on her eyes, yet my gaze slips to her freckles. All spread out waiting to be counted and kis- "fuck you, and FUCK this." I said kneeing her in the stomach and elbowing her back as I grabbed the dagger out of the door frame. Quickly grabbing my strapped bag with all of the weapons and supplies. My cold walls starts to close again, as I'm outback into survival mode once again.

As I take one last look at the figure on the ground gasping for air, pointing my knife I promise her if she follows me. She won't be able to see which limb will be cut off next.

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Many days fly by, every night that passes. I lay strapped to a tree limb up high, forced to look at the stars. Every constellation reminding me of the threatening girl I had met and her freckles. I curse myself out of the intrusiveness. Drifting off to sleep once again after looking over my route to the target of my grief. That is until I'm awoken.

The sounds barreling through the corridors, tripping over each other , limbs flying, spores airborne. I look down the street a couple hundred yards to see a total of three people, running, struggling to get a break from the hoard. I try to shift and ignore the sound. But the thought and sounds continue to eat away at my chest.

Cursing myself to hell I hurdle my way towards the warfare. Climbing up a fire escape and through the old ladder bridge I had set a couple days ago, I made it to the church bell, where I had tied a rock to the pendulum in the middle. Grabbing it I swung it causing a distraction long enough for me to get down to the three blind mice. Following closely behind as two of them started to notice why their luck had changed. As one of the girls, a new one with a darker skin tone and pretty dark eyes smiled gently at me as if I was a saint. I felt guilty twang in my chest for I was not worthy of such kindness with the amount of blood I've spilt.

Directing them to a daycare I had found on a supply run, me and a taller handsome man slammed the door shut behind us. "Hurry- shit. Get that desk!" I said in a struggle towards the woman who wouldn't stay off of my mind. She easily pushed it towards me with a few grunts. After a few objects stacked on top of each other, I noticed the windows just a clicker busted through. Throwing its limbs around sporadically at the nice woman I had just met. Before it could lay a hand on her as she backed away, I stabbed right through its skull with my katana.

"Jesus, you KABOBBED that thing. Thank you." The pony tailed woman smiled and laughed, laying a reassuring hand on my shoulder. I nodded in acknowledgement as I looked over at the other twin "help me, hammer up some boards. Now." I cocked my head towards the play pins we would later use as security on this task.

As I hung the wood, secured the strength, and calmed my breathing. Not a single thought didn't include the stupid attractive woman. I'm so fucked.

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My drafts rn fr.

gotta write some good ass enemies to lovers with ellie mf williams

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The way I would SLUT THIS CONCERNINGLY FINE AF FERAL MAN TF OUT. anyways, have a good day. Thats all.

i domt write enough feral harry

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I WOULD SLUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT THIS MAN OUTTTTTTTTTTT. he is concerningly FINE. thats alll. have a good day.

i domt write enough feral harry

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You owe me pt 4

Nikki Sixx x oc!reader, Tommy Lee x oc!reader

Sorry this is terrible o_o

The next moment I knew, I was opening my door, and sitting on my kitchen counter causing the boys to laugh as I told them the story of my first kiss. "YES, he could've been my dentist removing my tonsils and I wouldn't have known the difference." Tommy's laugh boomed as Nikki fake gagged.

As I finished my glass off, Tommy's eyes met Nikki's. The stereo still playing great songs as the tension thickened. Mischievous playing in their faces. "Okay, what the hell are you guys thinking or talking about because I keep seeing you guys make that 'look' at each other." I say as I point to the both of them, closing my thighs.

"What look?" Nikki says playfully. "That bedroom eyes look. Y'all fucking behind your best warrior's back?!" I say causing them to smile. "Hear that Nik, she sounds jealous." Tommy teased, running a hand through his fluffy long black hair. "On a serious note Never without you doll, but we did have a thought or more so a question." Nikki said as his eyes went dark and he planted his leather covered hands on the counter.

Tommy nods crossing his arms as Nikki starts to drag a single finger down my waist to the metal gear. "Why is it, you're the only woman who doesn't beg for our dicks? Hmm?" His eyes snap up to mine as my teeth bite my lip back in hopes of stopping a moan at the filth coming from his mouth. "I mean it's like you don't even think about how rough and good we fuck. As if you don't know our reputation." His lips curl into a smirk. Tommy leans forward to my right ear, towering over me even as I sat on the counter.

His voice was a low growl as if it was a infuriating secret. "I think about how tight that little mean pussy of yours is, greedy for Nik's cock, your tits bouncing up... and....down begging for me to devour. Mm fuck, would you be tasty." My head clouded into a lust filled haze. My legs pressing so hard together they could break. They then looked at each other. Nikki's stance over me not faulting. "All ya gotta say is please and we'll make sure you come back for more."

I then took a deep breath and started to let a low laugh graze past the boys, "and if you poor boys end up begging me first after? Just too addicted to my pussy? I couldn't blame you, I've gathered some fan clubs from just the thought." I can see Nikki swallow hard, licking his lips and then smiled as Tommy let out a low curse almost like a groan.

I took my hands each one grazing up each of their necks. Their skin shivering at the depraved touch. "Mm my boys are so needy, hmm?" I said as I caught them off guard by grabbing the back of their necks and wrapping my legs around Nikk slamming him against my clothed heat, feeling his hard directly against me. Nikki groaning at sensation, Tommy's mouth hanging open as he held back a needy moan in his throat. I then giggled with my mouth closed with a smile, "sounds to me like you boys are in for it hmm?" I said teasingly before locking eyes with Nikki and bringing Tommy down by the neck, leaning his head back as I licked a long stripe up his tattooed neck. Nikki's eyes burned into me, Tommy choking out a groan. "Fuck." Nikki growled.

I smirked, "Not so tough now hmm, boys?" I then hopped off the counter and pushed past them avoiding their grasps as I locked eyes with them as I pushed my bottom metal skirt off, leaving fishnets and black lace undies. Their grip tightened at the sight on the counter. I then turned around, swaying my hips as I put a finger behind me in a 'come hither' motion.

As the boys followed me into my bedroom I took off my top, leaving my matching bra, my tits almost spilling out. I leaned back on the bed, spreading my legs as they locked eyes with me. They then looked at each other and Tommy bursted out, "you got to take her home!" Before kicking his shoes off and basically running towards me as I threw my head back and laughed at his eagerness. While Nikki rolled his eyes in a pout as he sat in the chair next to my bed, man spreading, palming himself.

Tommy crawled in-between my legs, clearly much bigger than me even though I wasn't a tiny thing. He put his hand on one side of me, his hand sliding from the bottom of my thigh. "You gonna let me kiss ya Scar?" He said with a cheeky smirk. I pretended to think about it, "I think youve waited long enough-" before I could finish my sentence, Tommy had devoured my mouth in the most arousing slow but passionate kiss ever. As if he had thought and practiced about it for decades. The kiss sending a moan from my south to his dick.

As the kiss broke, with ragged breaths I looked to Nikki, "Come join the fun?" I said with a head tilt, patting behind me. "oh please doll, I start the fun." He said as he sat behind me, my back pressed against his hard. This had been the most intimate thing the boys and I had done. It was nice. That scared me.

The fear was quickly replaced by Tommy kissing from my ankle up way too slowly, ending by giving a kiss on my panties sending my hips bucking to meet his lips. "Jesus Tom, looks like somebody is just as effected." I looked up at him with hateful eyes at his tease. He just sent a shit eating grin back. Tommy then looked up to me after kissing up my stomach, squeezing my thighs. "Fuck, you just feel good on the outside, shit Nik, imagine inside."

I moaned at the thought of the feeling of them. "You gonna let me taste you, baby?" Tommy said with hopeful eyes. I raised an eyebrow, "since when do you like to call me baby?" He smiled, "since you palmed me and Nik then left us there at our party." I then gasp, "oh YEAHHHH! Poor babies, how needy.." I said sarcastically. Nikki then looked at me with a scowl. "Fine, that how ya wanna play, we can easily leave. Come on Tommy." Tommy started to retreat his hands.

"no! Please." My eyes widened at my plea. Their eyes widening as well before grinning wide and laughing in suprise. Not used to me begging for anything at all. "Now that, I really..FUCKING..like." Tommy said as he jerked his head to Tommy in command to come back to me. Tommy growled as he leaned against my laced panties, taking a deep breath of my arousal. He then looked up to Nikki who smirked. "Look who's the needy one now, hm?"

Tommy then took his long tattooed finger and hooked it on my panties, one large hand easily picking up my legs to allow the panties to slide down easier. Before I could do anything tommy stuffed them in his back pocket, I attempted to protest but Tommy shrugged and said "finders keepers." I began to roll my eyes before I felt him kissing all over my thighs, biting lightly causing a whimper to fall. "Yeah, we thought you'd like biting doll. Such a naughty girl to be played with." Nikki said with a low laugh as he watched his friend leave at least 10 love bites on my thighs.

Tommy then hovered over my pussy, "Fuck, d'ya like pain, hmm? You're soaked." I nodded, "yeah, maybe you should be a good boy and clean my mess up." Both boys groaned at the suggestion. Nikki roughly ripped my bra in half with a fit of curses, throwing it across the room. "Holy hell, Fuck tom check these tits. Could be from heaven and hell." Nikki said as he pinched one causing my mouth to open as he quickly stuck his thumb in. Using this wetness he twirled my nipple in a mind fuzzing way. "Jesus you could drive me mad with these." Nikki growled as his veiny, leather covered hands groped at my chest. His painted nails knowing just the right way to my nerves.

Tommy took this as his chance to kiss all around my mound before looking at me, "Please Tommy." I begged not being able to handle the way my body urged me. "If you insist." He said with a hell raising smile before licking a long stripe up my slit, before swirling his tongue around my clit. Moaning at the taste, mumbling affirmations and confession as if my pussy was a god. "Fuck, you're addicting." "Yeah you just love the way T-bone here gives it to ya huh, hun?" I nodded eagerly. I instantly weaved my recently done nails through his scalp, pulling him further into my core. His groaning causing a blissful vibration onto my bundle of nerves.

Tommy continued to pull moan and cry from me as he tongue fucked me. Eating like a starved man, his skillful hand gripping my thighs roughly before pulling back from my heat causing a whimper from me at the absence, he then looked down at me then Nikki with the most arousing, animalistic face. His chiseled face covered with my slick. I moaned at the sight, Nikki letting out a chaotic chuckle at his bud's hunger for me. "She's better than any FUCKING thing I've EVER tasted." He then worked a long tattooed finger into me, "fuckkkk she's so tight even on my one finger." He said as he instantly swooped down to kiss me. Our tongues fighting for dominance as I moaned into his mouth, being able to taste myself on him. "Jesus Tom, leave some for me." Nikki said continuing to twist and pull my tits.

Tommy's hand continued to pump me with his curling finger, easily finding that spot as our lips mixed heavenly. That's when he added another finger and thumbed lazily over my clit. My back arched as I gripped one hand in his hair pulling him away from my mouth to let me breath and moan as my other hand found Nikki's neck behind me I scratched. "Fuck. FUCK, FUCK!! Don't stoppp!" I said as my body convulsed underneath and overtop the two men. "Wouldn't dream of it, Scar." He said as my walls fluttered around his fingers as I finished. Not even leaving a second to breathe Nikki pushed me forward and came up to where T-bone was originally. Swapping places, Nikki commanded me to suck myself off of Tommy's fingers.

Tommy now behind me pushing me onto my knees on the bed, him as well kneeling on the bed. He wrapped one veiny hand around my jaw, while the other pushed his middle finger into my mouth. I held eye contact with Nikki as he undid his belt. I hummed on Tommy's finger, slightly moaning.

"What a rotten piece of sugar do we have here, Tom." He said with a terribly mischievous grin plastered across his face. "Gonna have to do something 'bout that hm?" Before I could do anything about the communication through gaze the boys had, I was already bent over on my hands and knees. Tommy pushing me forward, his hands resting on my waist as he gently squeezed with a smile. "Jesus Christ, you should see it from the back." Tommy growled.

"oh I will, after she sucks me off." He smiled with dark eyes. I smirked through the anxiety. "Well go ahead, let's see your two inches, Nik." I said nodding towards his bulge. The boys laughed, causing me to tense up at the realization no small packing man would laugh at a joke like that. "Mmm, wanna be a brat, get treated like one. Now let's put that shit talking dirty mouth to work." He said nodding to Tommy, causing confusion to flutter across my mind which was quickly replaced with heat and hurt as a large hand came down on my ass. I whimpered at the sensation. "Yeah keep that coming, we don't want this brat to enjoy sucking me off too much now do we?" The boys laughed as Nikki pulled out his length, I felt my coil string a single chord at the sight. His length was not only long but thick. He looked down at me with a cocky grin, "go ahead," he eased his large hand through my curls, pulling me to where my mouth was pressed against his dick. "Suck it, like you hate it." He laughed wickedly.

I stuck my tongue out with a large smile, barely flicking my tongue once. Teasing him, he then returned the smile but for different reasons as he could tell when I was gonna get spanked. My joy was replaced by a moan as my brows pulled together. "Yeahh, being a brat ain't as fun as it seemed is it?" I swallowed my pride for sake of the forming bruises. I sucked him 3/4th his length as I stopped to catch my breath, he pushed my head farther, "Yeah, that ain't gonna cut it sugar. You want fucked all the way, you're gonna suck it all the way." The twins started laughing at his rhyme, Tommy quickly struck my ass again, causing a moan, which caused a sensational vibration onto Nik's dick. He groaned.

As I finally pushed passed my aching jaw and tears down til' his hair tickled my nose, he groaned and praised. "Fuck- yeah, that's a good fucking girl right there. Mmm goddamn, might not last long with this filthy mouth of yours. I gotta say you don't just use this filthy mouth for insulting and sass." He chuckled out a moan as I bobbed my head up and down.

The boys' wicked laughs turned into groans, as Nikki's hips turned sloppy and his head threw back, hand never leaving my hair. Tommy continued the spanking, groaning as he awed at the way I clenched around nothing, his teases being clouded as I stayed in my trance.

This trance didn't last long after I swallowed Nikki down, I was then pushed back against Tommy who sat against the head board. His large hands holding my waist as he slowly guided my ass onto his dick. His dick was slightly longer but not as thick as Nik's. Nikki hovered over me, slowly pumping himself. "So Scarlett the Viper, feeling so badass now? 'Cuz ya don't look too big and bad when you're stuffed full, begging for more. Eyebrows pulled together, heaven made tits bouncing, legs spread all just for two Mötley Crüe members to ruin ya. Perfect if ya ask me." He then lined himself up with me just barely running the side of himself over my slick."

"You gonna fuck me, or just sit there and look pretty 'n slutty Sixx?" I asked as Tommy's arms found my waist, his hot breath on my neck not moving a muscle. Nikki looked down at me, placing a hand on my either side of my jaw. Tension grew through our eye contact, "Scarlett Viper. I have been fucking whipped for the past month since I met you. So I will take my god damn time in ruining you for any other bastard. 'Kay?" I rolled my eyes and laughed, "whipped? That easy to make a rockstar lose his mind?" Tommy budded in, "I would usually make fun of him, but we aren't shitting you." He pecked my neck, "Don't worry we'll explain after." He said before thrusting up into me.

Nikki then split me open, the overstimulation quickly built as Tommy kept a slow fuck up into me, groaning and spitting affirmations into my ear as Nikki kept a unbelievble slow and hard stroke. Both boys deep inside. Nik kept a hand on my chest, squeezing and leaning down to lick, suck, and bite the other. Tommy's hand slithering down to toy with my bundle of nerves. Absolutely wrecking me.

"Fuck is she better than I- shit ever- fuck. Dreamed of." Nik squeezed out between ragged breaths. Tommy nodded against my head still holding me with one large arm tightning around my waist. His hot breaths heating my neck, "of course she is, Scar's the wickedest fucking girl we've ever- fuck. met."

After 2 orgasms from penitration and being soothed through them suprisingly sweetly, the boys' thrusts became sloppy apparently more quickly than usual. Their heads thrown back, not being able to breathe another word without spitting pornographic sounds. Nikki looked down at me with a tired yet dark smile as his eyebrows started knitting together. "Where- d-do you want it, doll." He said as he started to pull out. I wrapped my legs around him holding him into me. He fell forward at the aggressive action, his lips a whisper from mine. His eyes locked with mine, in our moment of understanding a glint flickered in the cold rockstar's eyes. Confusion melting into something more, a crack in his wall. My hands found the back of each boy's necks. "Go ahead man whores, I'm on the pill." I said with a chaotic smile, teasing my men. Mine.

Nikki at my consent of finishing inside, looked between both of my eyes as if he had never seen something so fragile and special. He then locked his lips with mine for the first time, slowly opening his lips to dance with mine in a way that would make most question every kiss before and after it, make them question what they did to make that person feel such a way that would cause them to kiss you like that. Tommy shook his head and smiled. "If I wasn't about to fucking- fucking hell. bust, Id'd seriously pissed at tha- fuckkk." He almost chanted sounding like a prayer as he filled me up. Nikki soon followed him over the edge. As they both pulled out, Tommy laid a kiss on my cheek. Rolling out from me, laying me against his chest, breathing as if he had just run a marathon. "Fuck, do I love crazy rocker chicks." Nikki rolled his eyes at Tommy then locking eyes with me as he scanned my body with a unreadable expression as he tucked himself away and walked to the bathroom.

Tommy groaned in exhaustion as he leaned over to his pants, grabbing a pack of cigarettes, putting one in my mouth. This simple action was cut off as tommy's face changed from adoring to astonished when Nikki Fucking Sixx came in with a wet towel, cleaning me off. I then looked at tommy, putting my cig from my mouth to my fingers, yet to light it. Tom looked at me like we just saw each other grow a mountain from our palms. As if Nikki felt the stare, he looked up at us and lifted a eyebrow, shrugging. "What? I'm not a total dick, even animals show thank somehow." I then gave him a god sent smile as my heart started to melt, his cold face starting to falter into a bashful smirk before Tommy's dumbass opened his mouth. "Sixx is SOFTTTTTT!!!!!!!" Nikki's warmth disappeared as fast as it came, replaced by lethal glares. Pointing his hand now holding a lighter, "say another word I'll fuck your mom and set your hair on fire, T-bone." I bit back an absolute cackle at the look the two carried. Nikki then dropped his gaze as he motioned his head to my cig, lighting it, before grabbing his leather jacket and walking out on the balcony.

Even though Nikki was known for being a womanizer, disrespectful, slutty, bad influence, drug addict, and a million other things, and he was. Although he has his cons and bad qualities, there is balance to everything. But he had put up a tall, cold wall to protect that soft part of him at a very young age. But. Every wall, no matter how strong, has its cracks.

Challenge accepted Nik.

Hope you enjoyed this shitty writing ;)) part 5?

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THIS MAN AND NIKKI COULD RUIN MY LIFE AND ID CHANT THANK YOUS, LAWD HAVE MURHTY ON MY SOULLLLLLLLLLLLL