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God Bless the Children of the Beast - Part 4

Previous //Masterlist

Pairing: The Dirt!Tommy Lee x Reader

Word Count: 3k

Notes: So I’m actually pretty happy with how this update turned out. I know like, maybe two people are actually reading this, but I’m still having fun with it. Like I have a vague outline of everything in my head, but it’s nice to see it actually take shape and get to write all the dialogue and the internal monolog and all that jazz.

For reference, the reader is supposed to be about four years younger than Nikki, making her 18 at the start of the fic. Since the movie goes over the course of several years I don’t see that being a huge issue, she’s just young when everything starts. Also, I am aware she seems very mean. Her personality is a plot point and it does kind of get explained, because of reasons. Also her personality evolves with the storyline, if that’s something that’s bugging the two people actually reading this. 😂

Warnings: Underage drinking (briefly); a bar fight(?)

1981

You give yourself a final once-over in the mirror, smirking at your reflection as you turn to admire your handy work. Your hair was perfectly styled, your eyes lined, dark and intense, and your lips were blood red as they smirked back at you. You’d chosen a leather mini-skirt worn over a leopard-print one-piece, topped off with your leather jacket, along with your black, platform boots. You would match the boys quite nicely tonight.

You’d made sure you were good to go so you had plenty of time to help the boys get ready when you got to the venue. For the most part it was just their hair; Nikki wanted it to be big, but none of them really knew what they were doing, so you promised you would help them out. Nikki and Mick already knew how to do eyeliner, and Vince had seen girls do it enough times he understood how it was done. Tommy was the only one who really needed help in that department; confused and concerned by the idea of poking a pencil into his eyeball.

“Y/N, we’re almost ready to go.” Nikki calls out from the other room.

“‘kay!” You call back.

“And don’t forget to grab those boots!” He reminds you. You roll your eyes, grabbing your jacket and the bright red leather boots you already had set aside. Nikki was borrowing them from you for the show.

You head out, boots and jacket draped over one arm. The boys are gathered in the living room; all except Vince who said he would meet you there after leaving his girlfriend’s. Mick is relaxing in the recliner, while Tommy and Nikki are sitting on the couch, going over the setlist. Mick looks over at you, his eyebrows quirk up in surprise.

“You look good, little Sixx.” He comments, using his new nickname for you. You smile.

“Thanks Mick.” Tommy looks up, his eyes going wide as dinner plates as he looks you over.

“Damn y/n! You look hot as hell!” Tommy shouts, grinning up at you. You roll your eyes as Nikki shoves Tommy’s head down towards the couch.

“Classy as always drummer.” Mick comments.

“Watch it man! That’s my fucking sister, remember?” Nikki chides, glaring at Tommy as the drummer laughs and pushing Nikki’s hand away.

“Yeah yeah man I know! I’m not into her–she’s way too fucking mean!” He jokes. “Doesn’t change the fact that she’s hot.” He laughs as he jumps up to avoid Nikki’s fist.

“It’s fine Nikki.” You say, stepping between them. “He’s not my type either.” You look up at Tommy, smirking. You grab his chin, turn his face and give him a quick peck on the cheek. “Sure he’s cute, but he’s just so damn stupid.” You say with a smile, giving his cheek a light smack over the lipstick mark you’d left. The boys all laugh, even Tommy.

You and Tommy had developed into a relationship of light ribbing. He constantly called you mean, and in turn you acted the part; calling him stupid or just in general living up to your usual level of bitchiness. But unlike with other people, where your attitude was meant to distance people from you, with Tommy it had shifted, changing into something more like what you had with Nikki. It was sarcastic and playful; not meant to hurt or put him down.

Once Tommy realized you weren’t being serious, he began to play along. He started insulting you back, dishing out just as much as he got. That surprised you at first, but you had to admit; it was actually kind of fun. Tommy enjoy it too, and now you seemed to pester each other all the time. It was nice to have someone to bother other than Nikki, and once Tommy started Vince had gotten in on it too, though he wasn’t quite as fun to mess with as Tommy. You didn’t have to tease Mick to get along with him; the two of you just had a natural connection with one another.

You’d never really had friends other than Nikki before. It was weird to think you’d suddenly gained three all at once. It really felt more like having three brothers than having friends, but then again you really only had Nikki to compare them to; and the three of them all just reminded you of Nikki in your mind. Not in how they acted, so much as how you felt about them. You didn’t really understand why; it wasn’t really something you could explain if you tried.

“Here, you better not scuff them up.” You say, tossing the boots at Nikki. They fall at Nikki’s feet, and he quickly moves to put them on.

“Yeah yeah, quit nagging. They’ll be fine.” He says, stuffing his feet into them. They weren’t really his size, but they would have to do until he got boots of his own. You didn’t envy how sore his feet would be at the end of the night; hopeful the show would go well and he’d party hard enough he’d be too happy and drunk to feel it.

“Those look gnarly dude.” Tommy says, looking over at Nikki as he stands. “We’re gonna look sick tonight!” He smiles at you as you look him over.

His black tank top barely skims the top of his two-toned black and white leather pants, and every time he’d lift his arm to spin his drumstick it’d show off a little of the smooth, firm skin of his abdomen. Looking at his pants, you laugh to yourself, wondering how he even found a pair that tall and skinny.

“Speaking of, we’d better get going if you guys want me to doll you up before the show.” You say, pulling your jacket on over your shoulders.

—

You spray Nikki’s hair over with a quick shot of hairspray, careful not to douse him with too much. You look him over, the top of his hair teased and spiked out.

“That big enough?” You ask, adjusting one last piece into place.

“Yeah, looks good.” He says. “Thanks y/n.” He adds, looking up at you in the mirror. You smile back at him.

“No problem. Now scoot; it’s Tommy’s turn.” You say, nudging his shoulders until he stands. Nikki sits down to have a drink with Mick, and Tommy plops down in the chair in front of you, tapping his hands on top of his legs, which are bouncing a mile a minute. You place your hands firmly on his shoulders. “Stop moving around or I’ll rip your hair out!”

“Oh, sorry dude.” He replies, smiling at you in the mirror as he sits still. “I’m just so excited! It’s our first show!” You laugh, grabbing his hair as you get to work.

“I know it’s exciting, but you need to chill out or you’ll be performing with a bald spot.” You couldn’t believe how soft his hair was; it was softer than Nikki’s, who had been dying his black for years now. Tommy probably didn’t do much of anything to his hair; didn’t blow dry it, didn’t dye it, didn’t style it. He just let it be. You tried to be gentle with it, tried not to damage it too much as you parted it at the crown, leaving out his bangs, and started backcombing it up like a beehive in the back.

“Aw man, that looks so cool!” He says, watching you work. “You’re so good at this.” He compliments you, and you feel the heat rise up in your cheeks as you laugh awkwardly.

“It’s just hair Tommy, it’s not rocket science. Any idiot can style hair.” You say as you move around to the back of his head.

“I can’t do it.” He points out.

“No, that’s not–” You stop, sighing as you look at him in the mirror. “That isn’t what I meant.” You look at him for another second, before quickly moving back to continue your with your task. “I just meant that it’s not hard. It’s not like, a skill–like how you can play drums or something–so you don’t really need to praise me for doing it.” Tommy scowls, looking confused.

“That doesn’t make sense.” He says, after a moment if silence.

“What?” You ask, not taking your eyes off your task.

“I said that doesn’t make sense.” He repeats, more confidently this time.

“What doesn’t make sense?” You ask, stepping around the chair to look at his reflection in the mirror.

“Well, you did Mick’s hair, Nikki’s hair, your own, and now your doing mine; and we all look different.”

“So?”

“Wouldn’t you have to know a lot about how to style hair to do all that? You can’t just do hair once and suddenly be good enough to do all those different styles. You would have to like, practice. Do it a lot?” He asks.

“Well, I mean yeah, I guess.” You look down as the dirty floorboards, kicking at an empty can of hairspray.

“Sounds like a skill to me.” He says. You look back up at him, frowning as he smiles at you in the mirror.

It was so stupid. Why couldn’t you just accept the compliment and move on? Why did Tommy have to get all sincere and make a big deal out of it. It wasn’t a big deal. You weren’t doing anything special. You couldn’t do anything to really support the band, as much as you wished you could. If all you could do was fix their hair and go to their shows, that’s what you would do.

Why did Tommy have to say nice things like that anyway? What kind of weirdo just said shit like that out loud where other people could hear it? Talking like you somehow did something worthwhile.

You scoffed.

As if.

“Yeah, yeah, okay Tommy I get it. Now shut that big mouth of yours or you’ll swallow hairspray.” You say, holding up a can of Aquanet. Before he has a chance to argue, you’re already spraying his hair, forcing him to close his mouth.

“Okay, eyeliner.” You say, setting down the can of hairspray and grabbing the eyeliner off the cluttered counter. “This is gonna be awkward for a few minutes. Mick, you may want to hold Nikki’s hand to support him through this difficult time.” You say sarcastically.

“What?” Nikki looks over at you, eyebrow raised. You look at Tommy.

“Eyes up, and if I see a boner, I’m punching you in the dick.” You say in a low voice, before throwing your leg over Tommy’s, sitting lightly on his knees. Nikki nearly spits out a mouthful of Jack Daniels as Mick laughs next it him.

“The fuck y/n?” He yells. Tommy has gone a ghostly shade of white in shock.

“He’s too damn tall, this will be the easiest way to do it.” You say grabbing Tommy’s chin and moving his face towards you to get a better angle. “Just shut up and drink your Jack Nikki, it’ll take five minutes tops.”

You start applying the eyeliner, looking into Tommy’s eyes as you line them with the dark coal liner. He stares back at you, wide-eyed, as you stay focused on your task. He has such pretty, deep eyes, which are only accented by the liner.

“The fuck’s going on in here?” Vince asks, walking in. He smirks over at the two of you. “You two look cozy.”

“Shut the fuck up Neil, I’m concentrating.” You shoot back, your eyes not leaving Tommy’s.

“Damn y/n, icy; especially when you look so fucking hot toni–”

“Don’t you start that shit too.” Nikki snapped.

“You’re all a bunch of pigs.” Mick comments, absently moving through different cords on his guitar.

“Thank you Mick.” You thank the guitarist. “At least one of you isn’t a total perv.”

“I’m not a perv!” Tommy shouts, offended.

“Dude, don’t move! I’ll mess up you’re eyeliner!” You snap.

“Sorry.” He replies sheepishly.

“There, finished.” You say, leaning back to look at your handy work. “I think tomorrow I’ll show you how to do this by yourself, then you can practice and next show you can do your own eyeliner.”

“Y-yeah. Good idea.” He replies, blinking as he looks back at you.

“Cool.” You say, getting off him.

The boys finish up. Nikki adding a couple black swipes to his cheeks as Vince stretches out his new $800 leather pants, a gift from his girlfriend. Of course Blondie (you refused to learn her name) would shell out big for the most expensive shit possible; you and Nikki thrifted all your clothes.

“Well, I guess I’ll head out there.” You say, heading towards the door. “Good luck guys; you’re totally gonna kill it tonight!” You look back and stop. Nikki and Mick are smiling at you, but Vince and Tommy look at you like they’d just seen a ghost. “What?”

“Shit, I don’t think I’ve ever heard you be that nice before.” Vince says. You feel your cheeks burn hot.

“I can be fucking nice when I wanna be, asshole!" You snap, embarrassed.

“There, that sounds more like you.” Tommy says, smiling.

“Just shut up and play a great show, you pricks!” You feel your face flush as you walk out, lips set in a pout, hearing the boys laughing behind you.

—

You made your way to the edge of the stage, drink in hand. Legally, you weren’t supposed to be drinking; but you were with the band, and given the way the bartender was checking you out he probably only cared that you were legal in the other way. Not that you were interested; you got your booze, that’s all you cared about.

You eyed the crowd as you took a long drink from your beer. The general vibe was jean jackets and sneakers. You stuck out like a sore thumb in you nearly solid leather outfit, and the crowd definitely weren’t shy about staring. It made you nervous for how they’d receive the boys.

Nikki could handle a bad gig. He’d had plenty of bad shows, and while he’d be pissed, he could pick himself up, dust himself off, and get on with the show. Mick knew you had something special with this group; he could see it, and it’s not like he was the sensitive type. He’d be fine if the show tanked. Vince probably wasn’t as used to bad shows, but you couldn’t imagine Rock Candy started off great; surely he’d dealt with a bad show or two in his life. He’d probably just go do a line with his girlfriend, get a blowjob, then be ready to rock another day.

But what about Tommy? He had boundless optimism, but he was so excited for this gig. Would he be okay if it all fell to pieces their first show? He was probably the least experienced of the four with being in a rock band, the least experienced with the sting of failure. Would he bounce back as easily as the others?

Of course he would, what a stupid question.

This was Tommy; he’s too dumb to be worried about the future. Too happy and excited about life to ever worry things might not work out in the end. That’s just how he is. You smirk to yourself, thinking about it. Then, it occurs to you to wonder why it was you were ever worried about him in the first place.

At the moment, Nikki walks on stage, setlist in hand. The boys all get in position as the crowd whispers around you.

“Alright, we’re Motley Crue!” Vince yells into the microphone. You whoop from your spot at the front of the stage, clapping and smiling up at them. Tommy spins his drumsticks, hitting the high hat, causing it to tip over. You feel your heart ache as the crowd laughs and jeers, booing as Tommy quickly moves to set it back up.

“Come on boys, let’s rock this hole!” Vince yells, sending the boys into “Take Me to the Top.”

That’s it; just let them hear you play. You beg silently. All they have to do is hear your music and they’ll all see, they’ll understand how good you are.

All they have to do is listen.

The booing continues, the mood already set. One heckler yells out at Vince, “Who’s the chick singer?”

“Fuck you asshole!” Vince shouts back. The guy flips Vince off, spitting on his new leather pants.

Shit.

Vince looks at the spit, then back up at guy, before leaping off the stage. He grabs the dude by the vest to punch him, but the guy’s a lot bigger than Vince, and he lands a right hook to Vince's face. Nikki doesn’t hesitate. He’s right there, wielding his bass like an axe as he chops right at the guy’s face. He throws his bass down and jumps straight on another guy that’s running right for him. Tommy’s quick to join the fray, leaping off the stage like a dog jumping into a pond. Mick kicks one guy in the face from his place on stage, but doesn’t leave to get into the thick of it, opting instead to play his guitar as the other three duke it out in the middle.

Damnit.

You sigh, busting your beer bottle over the head of one of the two guys Nikki’s fighting. Nikki using the opportunity to punch him in the face before tackling the other guy to the ground. Okay, so he’s fine, next. Vince was next to you. He busts a bottle on some dudes face, kicking him to the ground. Alright, he’s good, that just leaves… Tommy was in the middle of the room, sitting on some guy’s chest punching the shit out some guy's face.

Yikes.

Eventually the boys all get pulled back by security. You stand by them at the base of the stage, helping them up as they look awkwardly at the crowd of people staring back at you. There’s a heavy silence spread out amoung the expanse, and no one knows exactly what to do next.

“FUCK YEAH! MOTLEY CRUE!”

Some random dude in the audience yells out all of a sudden, breaking the silence. He starts clapping, getting the rest of the crowd to join in.

And just like the, the tone shifts.

The boys smile at each other, running back to the stage. They start playing “Take Me to the Top” and this time, the crowd’s just as into it as you are. You see all four boys smiling on stage for the first time from your place in the crowd, and your heart swells with a feeling you’d never felt before.

[benaffleckofcrowdsurfing]

Lazerquest - part 3

Alex Turner x Reader

Chapter 3/?

Description: you are an impulsive bartender who recently moved to London after traveling across the United States and living on the road for a few years. You befriend Alex, a musician who recently got out of a long term relationship, and you show him the ways of your free-spirited lifestyle in an attempt to help him move on from his ex. However, you become more of a muse than a friend for Alex and all is revealed when he releases his band’s fourth studio album, “Suck it and See”.

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: none

Tag list (msg me if you would like to be added):

@lolurnotmileskane @imagine-that-100

Updates whenever the heck I please (at least once a week) 

Oh also for those of you who don’t know: 

Y/N: your name (first)

Y/L/N: your last name

Y/F/N: your full name (first & last)

Y/N/N: your nickname

**************

“Oi, Y/N. Do you want to explain to me why Alex Turner is asleep on my couch?”

You were shook awake by your roommate, who looked rather embarrassed.

“I told him he could stay the night. Him and I were up until like 5 a.m…. Is that a problem?” you grunted before flipping back over and shutting your eyes.

“Yes it’s a problem, I just went out there in nothing but a towel to start my coffee! A literal celebrity could’ve seen me nearly naked!” Tatiana whisper-shouted. 

“Well he didn't, did he?”

“Well...no…”

“Then why are you in here, Tatiana? I don’t see an issue.”

“Fine. I’ll leave you alone grumpy,” Tati said and walked out of your room, but immediately she turned around and shot you a devious look. “Before you go back to sleep, though, I think your little friend is waking up. And since you didn’t give him a good shag last night, I’m gonna go make my move.”

Your eyes shot open and you were out of bed in a matter of milliseconds. “You better not, Tati. I swear to God.”

She winked at you before darting down the hall, and you ran after her. The two of you turned into a scene out of Tom and Jerry, chasing each other around the apartment but being silent so as to not wake up Alex. This went on for way longer than it should have, before the two of you heard rustling coming from the couch and stopped dead in your tracks. Tati had to put her hand over her mouth to suppress her laughter and you mouthed some profanities at her before watching Alex’s head pop out from the couch and rub his eyes at you.

“Well good mornin’ ladies. The two of you are pretty energetic, aren’t you?”

You thought Tati was going to pass out from embarrassment, and you had to chew on your bottom lip to stop yourself from bursting out into laughter. “Morning, Turner,” you said.

“Can I get either of you some coffee?” Tati asked and turned toward the kitchen. Both you and Alex expressed interest in Tati’s offer, and you went to sit beside him while your roommate was in the kitchen.

“How’d you sleep?” you whispered to Alex and rubbed his back reassuringly.

“Not too bad considering how small your couch is,” he smiled and ran a hand through his messy hair. “I actually slept better than I have in days. I think that opening up to you last night really helped.”

You couldn’t help but grin. Alex and you had stayed up for hours talking about his feelings, and you could tell it was something that was long overdue. He had so much pent up that he told you it physically hurt to talk through his emotions, but a bottle of wine and many tears later he said that a huge weight was lifted off of his shoulders. He wouldn’t tell you this until months later, but that first night Alex came to trust you and enjoy your company more than he ever had with anyone before. You already felt like an old friend to him, the way you clicked and communicated was perfect and he never wanted to be away from you.

“I’m glad to hear that, Alex. You better be well rested, we have a long day ahead of us,” you chirped, and rubbed your hands together in anticipation. Boy oh boy did you have a day planned for Alex. You genuinely wanted to help him get his mind off of Alexa as best as you could, and you knew only one way to do that.

Alex gave you a curious look. “What kind of long day?”

“That’s unimportant. Just know you’ll have lots of fun. Oh, you don’t have anywhere you need to be tomorrow, do you?” 

“Not that I know of… but if we’re going to be out all day and night then we’ve gotta go back to my place so I can change.”

Before you could respond to Alex and let him know that’d be fine, Tati re-entered the room with 3 cups of coffee, creamer, and sugar in her arms. “Where are you guys going? Do I get the apartment to myself today?”

“There’s our little waitress!” you clapped. “and yes, you get the apartment to yourself today. Alexander and I are going on a bit of an adventure.”

“Ah, a classic Y/F/N adventure! How come Mister Turner gets to accompany you in one before I do?” Tati pouted and handed out the coffees. She put a considerable amount of cream and sugar in hers before handing you the creamer.

You took the bottle from your roommate and thanked her. “Well, Tatiana, maybe if you didn’t work 6 days a week we would have gone on one by now. Alex just so happens to have an open schedule today, and I want to help him take his mind off of some things,” You smiled at your new friend, before noticing that Tatiana was giving you a wild look. “Not like THAT Tati. Get your mind out of the gutter.”

Alex laughed heartily at that and began to drink his coffee.

“No cream or sugar for you, Alex?” Tati asked.

“Nah, I like my coffee like I like my women…. bitter and unforgiving,” Alex smirked. You and Tati looked at each other and then back at Alex before cackling like witches.

The rest of the morning was spent with the three of you on the couch, cracking jokes and enjoying coffee. Around noon you left Alex alone with Tatiana in the living room so you could go get ready for your day. 

After taking a shower, you slipped on a pair of black Levi’s shorts that very much reminded you of your time spent in the southwestern United States. They were vintage and had an extremely worn look, and you had added studs to the front and replaced the worn pockets with new ones made of a black bandana material. They served looks that you described as “trashy cowgirl”, and you thought they paired perfectly with a black bralette, a leopard print fur coat, and your go-to platform Doc Martens for a True Romance vibe. Back home, your friends praised your sense of fashion constantly, saying you were “classy coke whore chic”. Your most iconic looks consisted of vintage mini dresses, printed pants, platform shoes, corset style tops, and lots of fishnets. Basically anything that was out of the ordinary and had a vintage vibe, you were all over. 

After putting together your outfit for the day, you put on some mascara, a plum lipstick, grabbed your denim bag, put your hair up into a banana clip, and walked back out into the living room. You were surprised to find Tatiana and Alex still on the couch, playing chess. 

“That’s checkmate,” Tatiana yelled victoriously, and Alex had his head in his hands.

“Aw Turner, not too good at chess, are you?” You giggled. When he looked up, a wide smile appeared across his face.

“That’s one hell of an outfit you’ve got on, Y/L/N. You may even be taller than me in those shoes. Looks like something out of a horror movie,” he chuckled, and stood up from the couch. “Time for us to go, then?”

You nodded and walked toward Tatiana to hug her good-bye. “Yep. Except we have to take the tube around, unless Tatiana wants to lend me the car,” you looked at your roommate with puppy dog eyes, praying she’d say yes. Her BMW Z4 was one of your favorite cars to drive, and any excuse to do so you were all over. 

“Oh, don’t be silly. I’ve got a perfectly good car that we can take on our day trip back at my place. We’ll just take the tube back to mine,” Alex said, and gave Tatiana a hug. “Farewell, Tati, thanks for completely destroying me in chess.”

“Anytime Alex, hope to see you again soon!” Tati chirped, and with that we were out the door

************

“This is a really nice place, Alex,” you gasped as you walked through the door of his apartment. It was one of the most beautiful spaces you’d ever seen, and it was obvious Alex lived here. There were massive bookshelves overflowing with books and records everywhere, convert and movie posters on the walls, and close to 20 guitars in different spots of the apartment.

“Oh it’s not much, I’m in the process of moving again since Alexa took her shit and left. I think I’m going to take a lot of this stuff back to Sheffield and then get a spot in LA to record the next Monkey’s album,” Alex mumbled. You could tell he didn’t like being here much. “I’m gonna go shower, feel free to pop a record onto the turntable over there or raid my fridge or whatever.” You smiled and nodded as Alex turned down the hall. You headed over to the shelf containing his vinyl, and browsed his collection for 10 or so minutes, just taking in the massive amount of music he owned, before settling on a Best Of Tom Petty album. Petty’s music reminded you a lot of home, it’d be the perfect music to get Alex into the mood for the day you had planned. You walked over to his record player, which was very nice and had an amazing speaker setup, before putting the disk onto the machine and adjusting the needle. When you pressed play, American Girl began blasting through the apartment. You smiled. How fitting. 

Moments later, Alex emerged from the dark hallway, wearing nothing but black skinny jeans.

“Where’s your shirt, silly?” you laughed over the music. Alex didn’t reply, though, he just started singing and grabbed your hand. He put his other hand on your waist, signaling he wanted to dance, and after you put your free hand on his shoulder the two of you started singing and dancing around the apartment. The music was so loud and you both were so distracted by dancing and singing and laughing that you hadn’t noticed the door open and a man walked in. 

“Well, well, well, what have we here?” The man said, and you and Alex both nearly jumped out of your skins. 

“Jesus, Miles, you’re gonna give me a heart attack,” Alex gasped, still clinging on to you for dear life. Miles was laughing so hard he struggled to breathe. When the three of you calmed down and caught your breath, Alex let go of you and went over to Miles. He gave Miles a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and Miles grabbed Alex’s ass. The embrace lasted a few seconds, and then they both turned to face you. 

“And who might you be?” Miles said in a cheesy, fake, posh accent.

“Miles, this is my friend Y/F/N. Y/N, this is Miles Kane, one of my closest mates.”

Miles flashed you a smile and shook your hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Y/N.” 

“As it is you, Miles.” You flashed a grin at Miles. He was quite charming, and you could tell that his personality complimented Alex’s well. 

“So, Alex,” Miles muttered. “What kind of friend is this Y/N?” 

Alex elbowed him in the side. “A friend friend. We’re going on some sort of ‘adventure’ today, but Y/N won’t tell me where we’re going.” 

You gave the boys a devilish smile. “Patience, Alex. If you’d go out a damn shirt and some shoes on, you’d find out sooner than later.” 

At this Alex chuckled and shook his head. “Fine. I’ll go get ready. Miles? Is there any specific reason you’re in my house?”

“Just dropped in to say hi. You go get yourself fixed up and I’ll keep your lady friend company.” Miles said and put an arm around your shoulder. Alex gave Miles a warning look as if to say ‘play nice’, and walked back down the hall toward his room.

“So, Y/N, care to dance? I didn’t mean interrupt your and Alex’s waltz,” Miles said, and put a hand out. You nodded your head and flashed him a toothy grin before putting yours into his and the two of you began doing a little tango.

Miles was a flashy dancer, he had spun you around and dipped you over and over again, the both of you laughing and singing. When Alex came back out he stood against the wall watching the two of you with a big grin plastered across his face. Miles and you danced through the entire album, and when the familiar sound of the needle hitting the end of the record sounded, Alex erupted into applause. 

“That was bloody amazing, you two!” He exclaimed. You and Miles took a bow, and then he hugged you. 

“You’re welcome to Alex’s any time I’m here, Y/N. You’re a brilliant dance partner.” Miles chirped, and you gave him a friendly kiss on the cheek.

“As are you, Miles,” you smiled and turned to Alex. “Ready to go, slow poke?” 

Alex nodded. “Miles, lock up when you leave, please? And don’t eat all of my leftovers!” 

As the two of you turned to walk out of the door, you heard Miles shout “No promises!” Alex rolled his eyes and shut the door behind you.

“So, how do I look?” Alex grinned, and did a little spin as to show off his outfit. He was sporting a Rolling Stones tee, his skinny jeans, and a pair of suede ankle boots. His hair was as long and unruly as always, and you had to refrain yourself from running your hands through it.

“You look fantastic Alex. Although I know something that would make your outfit absolutely perfect,” you smirked. He furrowed his brows in confusion, but you just turned around and started down the hallway of his apartment complex. “So where’s this car you were telling me about?”

[lostand-notfound]

faux fur & penthouse

faux fur: describe your wardrobe.

my wardrobe is in dire need of a thorough shopping session, anything i own is either too large, too old or not me anymore. anyway, some staples of my style are: skinny jeans (both black and classically jean colored), t-shirts and sweaters in neutral tones (with an occasional glint of dark green, and most of them are slightly cropped, which admittedly is a bit of a problem when it’s cold, but i love them), fitted pleated trousers, pointed and square-toed ankle boots in black leather (i want to buy a snake-print pair, though) and i also have a pair of over the knee velvet boots, black scarves, white shirts and lingerie tops, long black coat, beige trench, leather jacket, and also i’d kill to find a nice blazer, backpacks are my best friends but i also have a black mini bag and a leopard-printed tote bag, low nike air force 1 are my best friends and lots of golden rings and necklaces, although the tiny loop earrings i always wear are in silver. my wardrobe wish-list would be far more interesting, though, i’m hoping to slowly buy everything i want. 

penthouse: what would you consider your dream home? describe it. 

i’m not sure about that, but since my future home with my future wife is all i fantasize about, here are some big and bold ideas divided by rooms, because otherwise it’d get confused:

kitchen: it’s big, airy and full of light that gets in from a wall made entirely of glass. the furniture is predominantly white, in a sharp and modern cut, and the majority of the utensils is in black and gray. there’s a central island with marble countertops and leather stools, and the sink is surrounded by fake plants (other areas have normal plants, but i feel like soil and plates to wash don’t go well together), while the fridge is decorated with magnets and various pictures.

living room: i have different ideas about this one. sometimes it’s full of warm colors and comfy sofas, but ideally it’d be a continuation of the kitchen with the same glass wall, a big, white leather couch, parquet on the floor, a big persian rug, lots of art on the walls, a library with tons of books, some sort of big tv and blankets everywhere.

bathroom: i really love small bathrooms, with pastel colored tiles on the floor and on the walls (like a slight pink or blue or green), cabinets full of skincare, a big mirror with lights and fluffy towels. it’d have a small bathtub with an array of bath bombs, that’s a must. also a white noises machine, because i truly love those, one that i’d switch back and forth from bathroom to bedroom, lol. and candles. candles are awesome.

bedroom: no idea here. i change my mind every two days. it always involves an extremely comfortable mattress with white bedding and some sort of light furniture, along with the usual splashes of pastel colors, like with the curtains. I’d like to have a grey headboard and cool lamps on my bedside tables.

i don’t really care for a garden and a picket fence but an indoor pool would be nice, even if it’d be architecturally difficult to fit it into a loft lol. 

anyway, this is already too long, so thanks for asking!

[megatraven]

for the ask; 24, 26, 61, 65, & 68!!!

I FORGOT IM SORRY TY FOR ASKIN

24. Have you ever considered getting a tattoo?

yes i want some so bad!!! I want a grape on my finger so that when my fingers get pruney or i get old and wrinkly, it’ll turn into a raisin

26. What breed was the last dog you saw?

Mini Dachshunds and a husky (i haven’t been outside to see any other ones lol)

61. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you?

probably tbh

65. Did anything “cute” happen in the last week?

u existed B) also my husky jumped on the couch w/ me and we cuddled

68. Which do you like better- Zebra print or leopard print?    

Zebra print!!!!

[rebelmeg]

Another survey, you know how I feel about those...

1. You woke up naked next to the last person you texted, what would you say?   “Morning, sunshine.”

2. What’s going on between you and the last person you kissed?  It’s our 11th wedding anniversary today!

3. If your boyfriend or girlfriend was into drugs, would you care?  Yes, because drugs are one of the fastest ways to mess yourself up, and they never really ever let go.

4. Is your last name longer than six letters?  Yep.

5. Was your last kiss drunk or sober?  I’ve never been drunk, all of my kisses have been sober.

6. Have you ever wanted to have someone but you messed it up?  I don’t think having a crush on someone and then moving away when I was 14 really counts...

7. What does your last received text say? *Sobs*  I know!

8. How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed?  Oh, too many to count, been kissing him for 13 years...

9. Where was your last kiss at?  Either on the couch or on the bed.

10. When is the last time you saw your sister?  I saw both of them yesterday!

11. What do you drink in the morning?  Water and Dr. Pepper

12. Where did you sleep last night?  In my bed.

13. Do you think relationships are hard?  They shouldn’t be that hard.  I think being an adult makes life hard, and that stress can easily transfer to relationships.  If a relationship is hard, and it’s not just normal responsible adult stress making it hard, maybe there’s something wrong.

14. If you could go back and change something in the past 5 months, would you?  Oh, I’m sure I would.  Not sure what, I’d have to think about it, but there’s always something I think I could have done better or different.

15. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, any problems?  Absolutely not, he’s my favorite person.

16. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy?  Rainy all the way!

17. Do you know anyone with the same middle name as you?  Um... not off the top of my head, no.

18. Are you wearing jeans, sweatpants, or pajama pants?  Khaki shorts with cotton lace on the hem to make them a little bit longer.

19. Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 years from now?  Yep.

20. Does anyone like you?  I think so, yeah.

21. Have you ever kissed someone with a name that starts with an S?  Nope.  There was a D, a B, and a T, and a P ever since then.

22. Is the last person you kissed gay? Nope.

23. Is there a person you CANNOT stand?  Oh, there’s a few...

24. Have you ever considered getting a tattoo?  I save tattoo designs that I like, but I won’t ever actually get a tattoo.  But I do love the art, sometimes I’ll use it as inspiration for other things.  I painted an awesome phoenix on a shirt that was inspired by a tattoo design.

25. In the past week have you cried?  No, not this week.

26. What breed was the last dog you saw?  Saw my mom’s mini American Eskimo yesterday.

27. Do you dry off in the shower or out of the shower?  Both, I usually do top half in the shower, lower half out of the shower, then hair.

28. Have you ever kissed a football player?  Nope, but I had a crush on one once.

29. Do you think you’re old?  Nah, got awhile yet for that.

30. Do you like text messaging?  I like the ease of communication, but I hate typing out long messages.

31. What type of day are you having?  Eh.  Could have slept longer than I did.  Have to do both jobs today, that’s never fun.  But it’s payday, so there’s that.  Paying bills, woot.

32. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?  Nope, I just have my ears pierced.

33. Do you prefer warm or cold weather? COLD ALL THE WAY, I’M A POLAR BEAR!

34. Is there a person of the opposite sex who means a lot to you?  There’s my hubby, and then all my male family members.

35. Would you prefer a relationship or a fling?  Relationship.

36. Are you a simple or complicated person?  I dunno, depends.  Which probably translates to complicated, but like... I have pretty simple basic needs, but the way I like to do things can be complicated.

37. What song are you listening to?  Hold music... yes, I’m on Tumblr while working... no, I don’t apologize for it.

38. When you say you’re sorry do you mean it?  I try really hard not to.  I like my apologies to be sincere.

39. Is there a girl that knows everything or almost everything about you?  I have a bestie that knows a lot, and also my sister, sister in law, and mom.

40. What made you start liking the person you like now?  I started dating my hubby because he was so cute and awkward and very funny.  He still is, he makes me laugh every day.

41. When did you last receive a text message?  Couple hours ago.

42. What is wrong with you right now?  I’m tired, I am the Grand Empress of Time Mismanagement, I have too much to do, I love food too much and hate exercise way too much, my sleeping schedule is way off, my self-control is on vacation somewhere, and I lost my motivation seeds.  I’m also a wee bit peckish.

43. How well do you know the last female you texted?  That’s my sister, so pretty well.

44. Does anyone disgust you?  Disgusting people do.

45. Would you date someone right now if they asked?  Nope, I’m taken.

46. Are you in a good mood right now?  I’m in an okay mood.

47. Who was the last person you talked to in person?  My hubby.

48. What color shirt are you wearing? Bright sky blue.

49. Has someone recently told you something you didn’t want to hear? Hubby told me it was time to wake up.  I whined at him.

50. Anyone you’re giving up on?  I did last year, then awhile after that they sucker punched me right in my heart, and I really don’t know what’s up with that anymore...  They scrambled to fix it right away, I needed time to recover, and haven’t heard anything since, so... yeah.

51. Do you hate the person you fell hardest for? Nope, I love him.

52. Have you ever thought about giving up on someone but couldn’t? Not yet.

53. Do you like rain?  I absolutely LOVE rain!

54. Do you care if your boyfriend/girlfriend drinks?  Yep, there’s no way drinking leads to good things.  We don’t drink.

55. Have you ever liked somebody and never told them?  Probably when I was a teenager.

56. Do you like to cuddle?  I do, yes.

57. Are you shy?  Not really, no.

58. Do you get along with girls?  Yep, I do.

59. Have you dated the person you texted last?  Yep, we dated for two years.

60. What do you carry with you at all times?  My phone.

61. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you?  Sure, why not?  I don’t really believe in that kind of stuff, so it wouldn’t bother me.

62. Do you think you can last in a relationship for five months?  I’ve lasted in one for 13 years, so yeah, I can.

63. Think back to October, were you in a relationship?  Mmhmm.

64. The person you like kisses you on the forehead, do you find this cute?  Yes I do.

65. Did anything “cute” happen in the last week?  Lots of stuff, I’ve got a hubby and two cute girls.

66. How old are the last three people you kissed?  30, 9 and a half, and 3.

67. Would you rather pay to get your nails done or do them yourself?  I always do them myself, I love nail polish and I’m very picky about my nail shape.

68. Which do you like better- Zebra print or leopard print?  I don’t really like either, but probably zebra.

69. Do you have any stickers on your car?  We have a bunch.  Star Wards, Harry Potter, Avengers, Firefly, Batman...

70. Would you rather listen to Luke Bryan or Lil Wayne?  Luke Bryan!  I love country music.

71. Blackberry, Android, or iPhone?  Android.   

72. When’s the last time you had pizza from Pizza Hut?   Hmm, been awhile, I’m not sure.  Several months, probably.

73. Do you like diet soda?   Ick, no, I can’t handle the aftertaste.

74. What color are the walls in your room?  Off-white, very boring, I’d prefer something way more colorful.

75. Are you 16 or older?   Older

76. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars?   Nope.

77. Do you have a job?   Other than being a mom, I have two.

78. What are your initials?  MEB

79. Did you ever have braces?  No, but I had a spacer when I was a kid.

80. Are you from the south?  Nope, West.

81. What does your last status on Facebook say?  It’s a “happy anniversary to me” message.

82. Do you still talk to the first person you ever kissed?  Occasionally, we were friends in high school and we’re Facebook friends.  He’s a super weird dude.

83. Are you closer to your mom or your dad?  Uh, maybe mom, but I’ve been pretty close to my dad in recent years.

84. Have you ever done cheerleading or gymnastics?  Nope, but I did ballet and tap when I was a kid.

85. What’s the last movie you saw in theaters?  We saw Wonder Woman and Spiderman: Homecoming on the same day a couple weeks ago!

86. Do you smoke?  Nope, never have.

87. Would you rather wear heels or flip flops?   I adore high heels, but they hurt to wear, so I wear flip flops more often.

88. Is your phone touch screen?  Yep.

89. Do you normally wear your hair straight or curly?   It’s naturally curly/wavy, so my ponytail is usually that way.

90. Have you ever snuck out of your house?  Yep.

91. Would you rather swim in a river, lake, or pool?  Pool, it’s more clean.

92. Have you ever made out in a car?  Several cars, yes, in and on top of.

93. …Had sex in a car?  Several cars, yes, in and on top of.

94. Are you single or in a relationship?  Happily in a relationship.

95. What were you doing last night at midnight?  Watching Iron Man.

96. When’s the last time you saw fireworks?  We did them on the third of this month, my family came down and we set some off.

97. Do you like the camera on your phone?  Ugh, no, it sucks!  I keep my old phone on hand because the camera is so much better.

98. Have you ever had a friend with benefits?  Nope.

99. Have you ever passed out from drinking?   I’ve never had alcohol.

100. Are you friends with people on Facebook that you actually hate?  Nope, I don’t do that kind of nonsense.

101. Have you ever had a pregnancy scare?  Yep.

102. Name your favorite Kesha song:  Die Young

103. Do you have any tan lines right now?   Yep, farmers tan on the neck/chest and arms.

104. Would you ever wear cowboy boots with shorts?   I don’t think I could get away with it, but some people can.

[crystal-cloudy]

do all the asks...... i wanna kno what ur fav kesha song is

oh my god, this is the best thing. thank you kind soul

1. You woke up naked next to the last person you texted, what would you say?

Let’s see... The last person I texted was my coworker who had her last day today, so I would probably just be like “is that _____ from work?”

2. What’s going on between you and the last person you kissed?

Never kissed nobody so I can’t say that.

3. If your boyfriend or girlfriend was into drugs, would you care?

I would care, at least to know. It depends on the drugs in terms of what kind of care. I would be concerned if it was hard drugs, I’d just be like “be careful” if it was pot or something, and that is legal now so...

4. Is your last name longer than six letters?

Yes, by precisely one letter.

5. Was your last kiss drunk or sober?

NEVER KISSED NOBODY

6. Have you ever wanted to have someone but you messed it up?

You mean every time I have a crush? Yes.

7. What does your last received text say?

“Please come home, I need the car.”

8. How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed?

stawp

9. Where was your last kiss at?

no

10. When is the last time you saw your sister?

About 5 minutes ago when she plopped my cat onto my bed

11. What do you drink in the morning?

Depends on the morning. Usually iced tea, coffee, orange juice, or water.

12. Where did you sleep last night?

My bed, and also a little on my couch.

13. Do you think relationships are hard?

Hells yes.

14. If you could go back and change something in the past 5 months, would you?

Yes. I would change a lot of things.

15. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, any problems?

None at all, because it’s an empty room.

16. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy?

Rainy, but with a bright sky.

17. Do you know anyone with the same middle name as you?

No actually! Or at least not off the top of my head. Well there is one girl, but it’s spelled differently.

18. Are you wearing jeans,sweatpants,or pajama pants?

Leggings, biatch.

19. Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 years from now?

I would certainly like to fucking be.

20. Does anyone like you?

Not to my knowledge.

21. Have you ever kissed someone with a name that starts with an S?

NO SIR

22. Is the last person you kissed gay?

FUuuuUUuuUU

23. Is there a person you CANNOT stand?

I mean, there are a few people I get really annoyed by, but no one I am particularly upset by.

24. Have you ever considered getting a tattoo?

YES.

25. In the past week have you cried?

Seeing as I cried just 5 minutes ago, yeah.

26. What breed was the last dog you saw?

OH OH I KNOW THIS a golden retriever. He was a good boy!!

27. Do you dry off in the shower or out of the shower?

I start in the shower, then get out and finish in the open air.

28. Have you ever kissed a football player?

Nope.

29. Do you think you’re old?

Nah man, I’m a youth.

30. Do you like text messaging?

Not particularly. Too many misunderstandings. But I think it’s useful.

31. What type of day are you having?

Bad.

32. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?

Hells yes. I honestly really want to.

33. Do you prefer warm or cold weather?

Cold weather, so I can bundle up under blankets. But I also really like warm weather because a lot of my clothes have holes or are fishnet, etc.

34. Is there a person of the opposite sex who means a lot to you?

Yes.

35. Would you prefer a relationship or a fling?

I’d prefer a relationship, but I’ll take anything at this point.

36. Are you a simple or complicated person?

I feel like I’m complicated probably.

37. What song are you listening to?

Jack the Ripper by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

38. When you say you’re sorry do you mean it?

Always. I have never once said sorry without meaning it. I genuinely hate upsetting anyone, and even if I wouldn’t change what I had done, I still am at least sorry for causing problems.39. Is there a girl that knows everything or almost everything about you?

Kind of??? Not really. There’s one person, but that’s my sister, who is not a girl!!! (as in nonbinary. I refuse to call them a girl, but we use the term sister)40. What made you start liking the person you like now?

Connection over history. I’m such a geek.41. When did you last receive a text message?

This morning at 9am.42. What is wrong with you right now?

A LOT. Kind of everything.43. How well do you know the last female you texted?

Semi-well. Again, coworkers.44. Does anyone disgust you?

A fair number of people.45. Would you date someone right now if they asked?

Yes.46. Are you in a good mood right now?

Not really.47. Who was the last person you talked to in person?7

My sib.48. What color shirt are you wearing?

Black, with a hint of cat fur.49. Has someone recently told you something you didn’t want to hear?

Oh yes.50. Anyone you’re giving up on?

A few, if I’m being completely honest.51. Do you hate the person you fell hardest for?

A little bit, tbh.

52. Have you ever thought about giving up on someone but couldn’t?

Honestly half the people in my life.53. Do you like rain?

Yes. 54. Do you care if your boyfriend/girlfriend drinks?

Not really, as long as it’s not a drinking problem.55. Have you ever liked somebody and never told them?

Oh yes. 56. Do you like to cuddle?

Hells yeah bitch.57. Are you shy?

Yes. I’m terrified of talking to people. 58. Do you get along with girls?

For the most part yeah!59. Have you dated the person you texted last?

Nope. 60. What do you carry with you at all times?

A hair tie. 61. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you?

Probably. I’d be freaked out but I can stand being freaked out for a fucking million bucks. That’d pay for my education and then some. maybe my own car. 62. Do you think you can last in a relationship for five months?

I don’t know. never been in one, so i dont really know how id be. 63. Think back to October, were you in a relationship?

No sirree. 64. The person you like kisses you on the forehead, do you find this cute?

yes. very much indeed.65. Did anything “cute” happen in the last week?

The person and me had a bunch of interactions because they were sick all week (still came to class) and I asked them everyday how they were doing and tried to give them advice, which they always responded to.

66. How old are the last three people you kissed?

. fuck this quiz.

67. Would you rather pay to get your nails done or do them yourself?    

Neither??? I don’t deal with my nails, I use my hands too much. If I had to pick, I’d get a professional to do them. At least then they’ll look decent...68. Which do you like better- Zebra print or leopard print?    

Leopard print, by a long shot.69. Do you have any stickers on your car?    

No. Esp cuz it’s my family car, not personally mine.70. Would you rather listen to Luke Bryan or Lil Wayne?    

I don’t know either of their musical styles, but I’ve heard of Lil Wayne, so I guess him.71. Blackberry, Android, or iPhone?    

Well I have an android, but if I had the choice I would want an iPhone.72. When’s the last time you had pizza from Pizza Hut?    

A few years, but man I kinda miss it.73. Do you like diet soda?    

No. It is the bane of my existence and the fall of humanity.74. What color are the walls in your room?    

Bright turquoise, from my ten year old IM SO RANDOOOOOM phase. Ugh.75. Are you 16 or older?    

Older than 16, but by less than a few years.76. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars?    

Nah.77. Do you have a job?    

Yep!  78. What are your initials?    

SCW.79. Did you ever have braces?   

I did, for 18 months when I was 12/13/14. I hated them.80. Are you from the south?    

I am not. Nor’easter, coming at ya.

81. What does your last status on facebook say?    

“If anyone hears of someone held up at and denied entry at Logan Airport in Boston because of Muslim or refugee status, please have them or relatives contact ACLU Massachusetts at 617-482-3170 x330. Please share widely! (Copy and Paste)”82. Do you still talk to the first person you ever kissed?    

The number you are dialing cannot be reached.83. Are you closer to your mom or your dad?    

Definitely to my mom. It’s hard to get close to my dad.84. Have you ever done cheerleading or gymnastics?    

I did gymnastics when I was 4. I am a dancer though.85. What’s the last movie you saw in theaters?    

uhhhh, good question. Moana? Maybe?86. Do you smoke?    

No, but it becomes more and more appealing.87. Would you rather wear heels or flip flops?    

Heels bitch.88. Is your phone touch screen?    

Touch screen.89. Do you normally wear your hair straight or curly?    

Natural?��90. Have you ever snuck out of your house?    

Nope.91. Would you rather swim in a river, lake, or pool?    

I’m a geek, I know, but a pool...92. Have you ever made out in a car?    

No.93. …Had sex in a car?    

No.94. Are you single or in a relationship?    

Single, and #foreveralone 95. What were you doing last night at midnight?    

Watching GBBO with my sib and eating mini kitkats.96. When’s the last time you saw fireworks?    

Fourth of July!97. Do you like the camera on your phone?    

I think it’s pretty good.98. Have you ever had a friend with benefits?    

No.99. Have you ever passed out from drinking?    

No, although I have wanted to.100. Are you friends with people on facebook that you actually hate?    

No.101. Have you ever had a pregnancy scare?    

No.102. Name your favorite Kesha song:    

I think it’s probably “Your Love Is My Drug”, although I’m a fan of “Gold Trans Am”.103. Do you have any tan lines right now?    

No, I don’t go outside enough for that.104. Would you ever wear cowboy boots with shorts?    

Depending on the shorts, I might, yeah. Could be cute.