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YES BABY 😘

Holy cow two of my favorite men 😍 in one spot 💗

HELP ME

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OH . MY .GOSH

This picture of Nikki sixx im drooling

ALSO IM IN LOVE.... 🤤

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Please reblog, I'm curious

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stevieeeeeeeeee💕💕💕💕💕💕

He is soo 🥺 cute

He is like a Lion hehehe

I want to touch his hair is that weird??? 😭

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Hiiiii list 5 things that make you happy.

Well music . Particularly guns and roses and bon Jovi.

Humorous movies

Richie sambora.

I love having people who can relate to me and I like hanging out with them. So I guess quality time with people.

And a good book I love good books as long as I have a good book anytime anywhere I'm happy. So yeah

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tea

My thoughts are yes unless your a rocker from the 80s then I like strong American tea.😉

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Yesss🤩

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more

Duff stop please 🥺 I'm going insane

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His eyes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gimme 🥺🥺 please 🙏

He is soo spicy

Ummmmmm what is happening to me I never say things like this 🧐🤔

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complaining

i have question how many people dislike yoko because I really do

Cynthia was so much better. Seriously please answer those questions I'm very very curious.

My face when I here yoko sing

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hi! could i request a Tommy Lee doc based on the song Runaway Train by Soul Asylum in which the reader is 19 and is the runaway?

Runaway

Trigger warning - Domestic abuse, depression, self harm, and drug use.

Please read at your own risk.

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"Call you up in the middle of the night Like a firefly without a light You were there like a slow torch burning I was a key that could use a little turning

So tired that I couldn't even sleep So many secrets I couldn't keep Promised myself I wouldn't weep One more promise I couldn't keep"

With shaky hands I held onto the payphone, contemplating on calling him, he had told me before to call anytime I needed him and at a quarter to one in the morning it felt just as good of a time as any.

I let out a sigh as I picked up the receiver and dialled out his number. The phone began to ring as panic fluctuated throughout my body.

"Hello?" A tired and slightly annoyed voice answered.

"Tommy? Is that you?" I heard shuffling before he responded.

"(Y/N)? What's up? It's almost one in the morning, are you okay?" Tommy said as panic laced his voice.

"Uh-y-yeah" I began, stuttering a little. "I was wondering if you could come pick me up?" I could hear the shuffling of his bed sheets before he spoke again.

"I can, what's going on?" Tommy question, looking for his keys. I fought back the urge to cry as I spoke up.

"Please, just come get me." A tear slipped down my cheek.

"Alright, I'm on the way. Where are you?" Tommy said opening his car door before taking off down the road.

“I’m on the corner of sunset and boulevard, please just hurry.” More tears slipped as I tightened the strap of my backpack on my shoulder.

“I’m coming, I promise; I’ll be there in five minutes.” Hanging up the phone, I let out a shaky breath. I moved to the edge of the sidewalk and took a seat, the clouds above began to rumble and open up above me.

It seems no one can help me now I'm in too deep There's no way out This time I have really lead myself astray Runaway train never going back Wrong way on a one-way track Seems like I should be getting somewhere Somehow I'm neither here nor there

I waited in the pouring rain for Tommy's headlights to appear. Eventually, he drove up to me.

"(Y/N), holy fuck! Get in, you're soaking wet." He said leaning across to open the door. I slid into the passenger seat and closed the door behind me. "What are you doing out here? What's wrong? What Happened?" He immediately started bombarding you with questions.

"Please, can we just go. I'll answer all your questions but please just drive." I begged, holding back tears. Tommy gave me one more worried look before turning and shifting the car into gear and taking off down the road.

As we drove, I could feel Tommy's eyes on me, I shivered under the weight of his eyes and the cold from the rain. We stayed quiet the whole ride, with only the sound of the radio on low volume filling the empty space. We eventually we pulled up outside his house and he got out and ran to my side to open the door before shuffling me in side.

I wrapped my arms around myself as we made our way to the door and inside. Making my way inside, I looked up to see how big and beautiful his house was, a glass chandelier hung from the ceiling while two staircases wrapped around to meet in the middle of a balcony.

"Let's go upstairs and get you something dry to wear." Tommy said, making his way up the stairs as I continued to stand in front of the door. "(Y/N), you coming?" I nodded, sliding off my shoes and making my up the stairs and into his room.

Can you help me remember how to smile? Make it somehow all seem worthwhile How on earth did I get so jaded? Life's mysteries seem so faded

I can go where no one else can go I know what no one else knows Here I am, just drowning in the rain With a ticket for a runaway train

And everything seems cut and dry Day and night Earth and sky Somehow I just don't believe it

I stood in the doorway of his room, looking around while Tommy went rummaging through his closet for something I could wear.

"I think this could work," He said returning with an oversized hoodie and a pair of shorts. "I know it may be a little big on you but you can wear it while I put your clothes in the dryer." I nodded, taking the clothes and thanking him. Tommy gave me a small smile before taking a seat on the bed. "So, you gonna tell me what's on the go?" I let a sigh, dropping my bag off my shoulder and onto the floor before laying the dry clothes next to it.

"I don't know where to start." I began.

"At the beginning." I sighed before continuing.

"It all started after you left and went on tour, I was lonely at first but I met this really great guy, his name was Johnny and we met at a bar that I was working at. At first, he seemed super great, we went on a few dates and everything was going perfect." I could feel Tommy's stare burning into me but I couldn't look him in the eye as I continued. "That was until about a year ago when we moved in together, he had lost his job so I moved in to help him pay for things until he got back onto his feet but that was the thing, he never did. Sometimes he would get upset because he wasn't able to find work and he'd get mad and push me or slap me but then he would feel so bad and apologize. I always forgave him because I knew he was struggling."

"Hold up, wait a second. He was hitting you?! Why didn't you call me?!" Tommy exclaimed standing up in anger.

"You were on tour! I didn't want to bother you, plus he didn't do it all the time. It only happened when I didn't do the laundry or if I burned his supper." I could see the anger flash across Tommy's face as I continued. "Well, that was until the drugs. At first it was just weed, but then the stuff got harder which meant he got more mad and would hit me more often. It got to the point, where I would wear long sleeves to cover the bruises or sunglasses to cover the new shiner he gave me the night before." At first, I didn't notice the tears streaming down my face until Tommy reached over and brushed them away.

"(Y/N)..." Tommy began but I continued.

"Tonight was the worst of it, he came home smelling like brewery and cheap perfume, he had hickeys on his neck and I couldn't believe he was cheating on me. I tried to stand up for myself and tell him that this was the last straw but then started hitting me and kicking me, I was barely able to get away until I locked myself into the bathroom and snuck out the window. I ran and ran, until I found the nearest payphone and called you. I jus-" A sob began forming in my throat as I struggled to hold it back. "I just didn't know who else to call." And with that, I broke down. Tommy immediately wrapped me into his arms and held me as sobs wracked through my body.

"It's okay, you're safe now. I got you." Tommy kept whispering into my ear as he held on tight.

"I'm sorry I never reached out after you left, I didn't want to make him mad. I never forgot about you." I said in between breaths. Tommy continued holding me as he spoke.

"I know, I never forgot you either. Now, get changed, you're not going back there, you're staying with me." I wiped the tears away and gave him a small smile before turning my back to him and begin removing the wet clothes. It wasn't until I heard him gasp that I stopped but before I could pull the shirt back down, I felt Tommy's hands on me. "Did he do this?!" He questioned angrily.

I knew exactly what he was talking about, the black and purple bruises that laced my sides from when he kicked me. With a small whisper, I responded.

"Yes..." Before I had a chance to react, Tommy was out the door and down the stairs. "Wait! Where are you going?" I yelled over the balcony.

"To find that son of a bitch and put him in an early grave." But before I could respond, Tommy was out the door and speeding off down the driveway.

Runaway train never going back Wrong way on a one-way track Seems like I should be getting somewhere Somehow I'm neither here nor there

Bought a ticket for a runaway train Like a madman laughing at the rain A little out of touch, a little insane It's just easier than dealing with the pain

It was little later into the night when Tommy returned. I stood up from his couch and made my way to the front door, to see a bruised and bloody Tommy.

"Oh my god, are you okay?!" I questioned rushing over to him.

"Yeah I'll be fine, the bloods not mine." I looked down in concern at his bloody t-shirt but before I could react, Tommy's hands came to cup my cheeks. I stared into his hazel eyes. "You will never have to worry about him laying another hand on you again."

"Okay." Was all I could muster up to say. The next thing I knew, Tommy had his lips pressed against mine in a gentle but firm kiss. I was taken back but returned the kiss back, as we pulled away he spoke.

"I love you (Y/N), I always have. I will never let anyone hurt you again. You will never have to run again because I'm not going anywhere." Tears began welling in my eyes.

"I love you too Tommy." And with that, I pulled him in for another kiss.

Runaway train never going back Wrong way on a one-way track Seems like I should be getting somewhere Somehow I'm neither here nor there

Runaway train never coming back Runaway train tearing up the track Runaway train burning in my veins I run away but it always seems the same

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Colson Baker Becoming Tommy Lee

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The Dirt (Behind The Scenes)

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I used to not think Vince was hot but now....

He's smokin

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ooooooo give me give me give me give me give me!

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No Tommy keep your black hair please please please please please please please please please please.!!!!!

Oh hey Stevie

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