#dylan sixx

[makearottenkill]

ciggerattes out of work.

[petalsbleedingbeak2]

I love The Relentless but I can't stop wondering how different (better?) the songs would sound if it was Andy and not Remington.

[matryoshkabitch]

[mrsjoeelliott]

[shrivinglust]

ROCKSTARS AS MEMES (PT.2)

BRIAN JONES

ALICE COOPER

PAUL MCCARTNEY

NIKKI SIXX

JOHN LENNON

BOB DYLAN

[mrs-mitch-rapp93]

Dr. Feelgood (Dylan O’ Brien X OC Short Story)

Author: @mrs-mitch-rapp93

Word Count: 3,387

Warning: Cussing, Drinking, Smoking, Fluff. 

Summary: Tiffany meets a handsome punk named Dylan at a Motley Crue concert. Do they just enjoy the rock concert or do they have a radical night? 

Word Prompt: “How drunk was I?”

Characters: Dylan, Tiffany, Motley Crue band members.

Los Angeles 1980 something.

   Tiffany pushed her way through the crowded noisy arena as she made it to the 3rd row. She wiped her sweaty palms on her leopard printed skirt, as the music of Motley Crue grew louder.

   Tiffany looked at the stage to see Vince Neil singing “Shout At The Devil,” causing all the girls in the front row to scream. She could feel the throbbing of Nikki Sixx’s guitar against her chest and the feeling of heat that was coming off from the fire that was going off behind drummer Tommy Lee. She stood there in awe, this was going to be the most radical night of her life.

   Motley Crue began to sing “Girls, Girls, Girls,” just as Tiffany felt someone bump into her spilling beer onto her leather ankle booties.

    “Excuse you,” Tiffany shouted in a rude tone. She looked up to see a tall, handsome young man standing before.

    “Shit, sorry didn’t mean to spill my beer on you, by the way, bitchin skirt,” The young man apologized, looking down at Tiffany’s outfit. Tiffany couldn’t form any words. She couldn’t take her eyes off this guy who just spilled beer on her. His hair was in a shaggy black mess. His gorgeous honey eyes were lined with charcoal colored eyeliner. He had his left earpiece twice with a small hoop in the second hole and a dangling cross in the first. He was wearing a black “do it yourself work out tank” that had Motley Crue across the chest, it showed off his muscular arms and chest. Her blue eyes traveled down to see him wearing skin-tight leather pants with chains hanging out of the pockets, with motorcycle boots. She licked her lips as she tried to form a sentence.

    “Thanks… and you're totally fine, by the way, what’s your name?” Tiffany shouted over the music as she fixed her black off the shoulder halter top. She looked up nervously locking eyes with his beautiful ones.

     “Dylan, what’s yours?” Dylan leaned closer to her so he didn’t have to shout over the music.

    “Tiffany,” she leaned closer to Dylan.

    “Nice to meet you, are you enjoying the show?”

    “Yes, they are badass, is it your first time seeing them?”

     “It’s my second time seeing them, I saw their first concert in West Hollywood back in ‘81,” Dylan whispered into her ear.

      “Awesome, what’s your favorite song by them?” Tiffany looked up into Dylan’s handsome face, as he thought for a moment, then answered.

     “I would have to say ‘Looks That Kill,’ how about you?” Dylan looked down at Tiffany raising his eyebrows at her.

     “Mine has to be ‘Take Me To The Top,” Tiffany shouted.

      “Good song,” Dylan gave her a bright smile.

    Tiffany and Dylan continued watching the band play. The band just started playing “Dr. Feelgood.” Tiffany looked up at Dylan noticing him looking at her from the corner of his eyes. He had a lustful look on his face. Tiffany licked her lips. She still couldn’t believe she was talking to this sexy badass of a man. She looked at his plump lips imagining what they would feel like against hers. She took a deep breath and hoped what she did next would go smoothly. She brought her arms up to Dylan’s shirt, wrapping her bright pink nails around it and began to pull him backward.

     “Where are we going?” Dylan asked giving Tiffany a sexy grin. She let go of his shirt and intangled her hand with his.

     Tiffany led Dylan to the men’s restroom. They could still hear Mötley Crüe singing from the background. Tiffany let go of Dylan’s hand and turned around facing him.

       “What are we doing in the men’s bathroom?” Dylan chuckled. Tiffany bit her lower lip then smiled.

    “So I could do this,” Tiffany walked up to Dylan she brought her left hand up placing it behind his head she tangled her fingers into his black messy hair, pulling him forward she stood on her tippy toes and roughly kissed him. She brought her right hand placing it on his chest. She felt Dylan’s right-hand move to the small of her back. He pulled her closer to him, causing their chest to collide. Tiffany began to move her lips against his. Dylan’s tongue slowly entered her mouth causing a moan to escape her lips. Dylan’s hands moved to her hips then he began to move forward causing her to move backward, he guided her a few steps back she was stopped by the bathroom sink. She pulled her lips away from Dylan’s she felt her chest rising and falling she looked up at Dylan who was also breathing heavily.

“Holy shit, you’re an incredible kisser,” Dylan said in a rugged voice, Tiffany saw the lust in his eyes.

  “Thanks, you’re not bad yourself,” Tiffany said. A sexy grin spread across Dylan’s face. He leaned forward kissing her hard. Dylan brought his hands up to Tiffany’s hips lifting her up onto the marble countertop without breaking the kiss. Tiffany placed her hands on his chest, she slowly wrapped her fishnet-covered stocking legs around his waist as they continued kissing.

   They ended up moving to one of the bathroom stalls for more privacy. Dylan’s tongue was dancing along the inside of Tiffany’s mouth, which caused goosebumps to crawl on her skin. She had her back against the stall, her hands were tangled in his chocolate hair. Dylan’s hands were resting on Tiffany’s hips. Tiffany could hear Motley Crue playing “Live Wire.” They continued kissing until they heard a loud knock on the door. Dylan pulled away from Tiffany.

  “Man, you almost done in there?” A stranger yelled. Tiffany watched as Dylan licked his lips giving her a look.

  “Yeah, be done in a sec,” Dylan answered, he took his hands away from Tiffany, he stood back looking down at her.

   “Should we get back to the concert?” Tiffany said as she straightened her skirt, and fluffed her hair.

   “Yeah, we probably lost our seats by now,” Dylan said as he dragged his fingers through his hair.

  “Come on man, some of us have to take a shit,” The stranger shouted while banging on the door.

  “Alright, damn,” Dylan maneuvered himself in the small stall opening the door. Standing in front of them was a tall muscular man with a mullet. Dylan gently grabbed Tiffany’s hand and pushed his way past the stranger, Tiffany looked up at the tall man mouthing “sorry” and followed Dylan out of the bathroom. There were a few people waiting in line for the bathroom, she felt her cheeks turn red as the walked out of the restroom.

  “Gnarly man, you getting some,” A young man with a mohawk shouted at Dylan he handed him a bottle of Jack Daniel’s.

  “Thanks,” Dylan nodded as he took hold the whiskey bottle, and brought it to his lips. A small smile formed on Tiffany’s face as they made their way back to the stage.

  The concert ended around 1 am, Tiffany had her arms around a very intoxicated Dylan.

  “Smokin in the boy's room, smokin in the boy's... room, Teacher don’t fill... me up with your rules, everybody knows... that smokin’ ain’t allowed in... school.” Dylan sang “Smoking in The Boys Room” By Motley Crue in a very loud drunk tone.

  “I think you drank way too much Daniel’s,” Tiffany said, as she felt Dylan stop in his tracks.

  “Phh, no... I haven’t,” Dylan narrowed his brown eyes at her, Tiffany took her arms away from his side. She looked up at Dylan who stood there with a drunken grin on his face. Tiffany turned around and began to think.

  “Well I’m definitely not letting you take a taxi home by yourself and you haven't even told me where you live.” Tiffany paused for a sec.

  “I could see if you remember one of your friend's numbers and we could use a pay phone to call. Scrat that I used my last few cents, and I’m definitely not digging through your pants for a wallet.” Tiffany half said to herself.  

  “I guess I'm bringing you home with me,” Tiffany sighed and brought her hands up to her temples and began to rub them, she could feel a slight headache starting. She continued thinking to herself until she heard a loud laugh and someone cheering. Tiffany spun on her heel to see Dylan with his pants half down mooning, no other than the members of Motley Crue who were in a van with the back door slightly opened. Mick and Tommy were in the back while Vince in the driver's seat and Nixx in the passenger seat.  

  “Woh, you sure know how to party man,” Nikki shouted.

  “Shit, we should invite him to the party, Vince,” Tommy suggested. Tiffany’s jaw dropped. She ran over to Dylan pulling him up. A loud laugh escaped Dylan’s lips, as he pulled his leather pants back up.

  “I am so sorry, my friend here has had a little too much to drink,” Tiffany said as she helped Dylan standup straight.

  “It’s totally fine sweetheart, we’ve been treated worst,” Tommy winked at Tiffany, it caused her to giggle like a little school girl. She stood there in starstruck until an idea popped into her head.

  “Good, actually could I ask you lovely gentlemen a favor?” Tiffany gave the rockstars the biggest and bright smile she could muster up.

  “Sure,” Nixx said as he lit a cigarette.

  “Could you guys maybe give my friend and I a ride to my apartment,” Tiffany tightened her grip around Dylan, who began to slouch a little. Tiffany watched as the Tommy, Nixx, and Vince thought for a moment.

  “I suppose you could hitch a ride with us,” Vince said.

  “Thank you so much,” Tiffany said, with a sigh of relief.  

  “You ready to go, Dylan,” Tiffany looked up at him, he nodded his head but acted like he wasn’t half there.

  Tommy opened the back passenger door of their van and slid over the leather seat. Tiffany guided Dylan into the van, he stumbled in.

  Tiffany slid the door behind her, she could feel her heart pounding, she couldn’t believe she was in a van with Motley Fucking Crue. She looked over to see Mick in the back of the van passed out.

   “What’s your name darling,” Nikki asked.

  “Tiffany, it’s nice to meet all of you,” Tiffany nervously said.

  “Same to you too, so where are we going,” Vince asked as he put the car in drive.

  “Lynden Ave,” Tiffany said.

  “Alrighty,” Vince said as he pulled onto the disereted L.A. street.

  “Hey man, your fucking Tommy Lee,” Dylan slurred.

  “Yeah, bud I’m fucking Tommy Lee,” Tommy laughed as he patted Dylan on the shoulder. A small giggle escaped Tiffany’s lips as she watched a man she barely knew have a drunk conversation with Tommy Lee.

   Tiffany steadied Dylan against the hallway wall as she fumbled for her keys from her purse.

  “Okay, just give me a sec…” Tiffany said, she finally found them, she was about to put them in the lock until she heard a thump from behind her. She turned around quickly to see Dylan passed out on the wood floor.

  “Shit,” Tiffany said, she dropped the keys on the ground and knelt down on her knees next to Dylan, she brought her head up to his chest she could feel his chest rise and fall.  

   “Good, your still breathing,” Tiffany lifted her head up and grabbed the keys from the ground she stood up placing the keys in the doorknob and opened the door. Tiffany turned around and looked down at Dylan who dead asleep.

  “Fuck, how the hell am I going to get you in here,” Tiffany said out loud. She began to twirl her blonde hair as she thought. After a few seconds, an idea popped into her head. She bent down grabbing Dylan’s wrists she pulled him ever so slightly.

  “Holy shit, you’re heavy,” Tiffany said a little too loudly. She sighed and pulled him again a little harder this time. She began to drag him towards the door until she heard a door open from her neighbor.

  “Excuse me miss, is everything alright?” An older woman asked. Tiffany turned her head a little to fast causing her bleach blonde hair to fly in her face. She felt her cheeks turn bright red.

   “Oh… yes, everything is fine my friend here just passed out.” Tiffany said in a nervous tone.

  “Ok, are you sure?”

  “Yes, I’m totally sure,” Tiffany said with a bit of an attitude. The older woman shook her head and went back into her apartment. Tiffany rolled her eyes she looked down at Dylan, his head was hanging to the side as she was still holding him by his wrist.

   “I look like a damn murder,” Tiffany said. She took a deep breath and dragged Dylan into her apartment. She shut the door behind her. She placed him gently down on the floor and pushed her hair off her sweaty forehead.

  “Alright, don’t panic Tiff, it’s not like you hooked up with a smoking hot guy, then got a ride from Motley Crue, and now the smoking hot guy is passed out on your floor,” Tiffany said as she started passing back and forth.

  Tiffany dragged Dylan down the hall to her bedroom. She stopped and sat down on her bed to catch her breath. After a few seconds, she stood up, and bent down and grabbed Dylan by his armpits pulling him up with all her strength and plopping him down on her bed. Tiffany placed her hands on her hips as she took a few deep breaths.

  “Ok, the hard part is over,” Tiffany stood over the bed, she looked down at the gorgeous man in passed out on her. Tiffany didn't notice some of Dylan’s features before, like his little moles that doted parts of his face, and the Motley Crue tattoo that was a knife with a snake wrapped around it with wings, and a skull. She shook her head to snap herself out of her thoughts.

  “Lets, get you a little more comfortable,” Tiffany bent down grabbing his shoulders and lifting him up, she began to grab the hem of his shirt until she heard a quiet laugh.

  “Hey, beautiful, what are you doing?” Dylan said with a sleepy tone.

   “Hi, handsome, I’m trying to get you comfy so you can go back to sleep,” Tiffany said in a sweet tone, she lifted his shirt up and over his head, she tossed in next to him.

  “Thanks,” Dylan said, he slowly laid back into the bed and slowly closed his eyes. Tiffany sighed and got off the bed, she bent down and took Dylan’s boots off placing them next to the bed. She once again looked down at him, she admired his broad arms, his toned stomach. Her eyes traveled to his happy trail. She slowly bit her lower lip until she shook her head.

   “I’m definitely sleeping on the couch, come on Tiff snap out of it,” Tiffany said out loud as she tried to shake the lustful thoughts out of her head. She turned around and walked to her dresser, she pulled out a t-shirt and headed to the door, shutting it behind her.

  Dylan shot up so quickly in bed from the noise of Judist Priest’s “Breaking the Law,” playing from the alarm clock, he reached over slamming his hand on the clock to turn it off.  Dylan’s head was pounding, he shut his eyes for a second as he rubbed his temples. After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and took in his surroundings. He was in a bedroom, the walls had posters of Blondie, Motley Crue, Def Leppard, AC/DC, Joan Jett, and a few other band posters. Dylan rolled his neck and stretched. He swung his long legs over the bed, he looked down to see his shirt was missing, and his boots were laying next to the bed.

   “How drunk was I?” Dylan said. He shook his head and climbed out of the bed. Causing the room to spin for a sec. He sat down on the bed for a second bear his grounding, he placed his head in his hands shutting his eyes.

   Come on man get it together. Dylan opened them lifting his head up. He slowly this time stood up from the bed. Dylan made his way to the door noticing a mirror handing next to the door. He stopped and looked at his reflection. His eyeliner was smugged, his black hair was a shaggy mess. Dylan looked down at his neck and saw a few hikie on his neck and chest. He sighed and headed to the door.

    Dylan made it down the small hallway, he could smell bacon and eggs cooking from the kitchen, he could hear singing coming from the same direction. He entered the kitchen to see a bleached blonde woman with her back facing him. For the life of him, he couldn’t remember her name. She was wearing a sleeveless Dep Leppard concert t-shirt and tiger printed lace bottoms. She had a walkman attached to her hip the woman was singing “Round and Round” by Ratt. Dylan walked into the kitchen as the woman didn’t notice him.

   “I knew right from the beginning, That you would end up winnin’, I knew right from the start You’d put an arrow through my heart. Round and round,” Tiffany sang she turned around not realizing Dylan was standing there, She screamed so loudly it made his head pound.

   “Shh, It’s ok, I’m not going to hurt you,” Dylan put his finger up to his lips as he tried calming her down.

   “Fuck don’t sneak up on someone like that,” Tiffany yelled as she ripped her headphones off her head.

   “I know, I know,  I’m sorry, but please can you lower your voice,” Dylan asked as he walked over to the island that was in the center of the kitchen. He placed his head in his hands as his head continued pounding.

   “Sorry, I forgot you had way too much to drink last night,” Tiffany said as she placed her walkman on the kitchen counter.

  “What the hell even happened last night? And what was your name again,” Dylan asked as he lifted his head.

  “It’s Tiffany, and you drank way too much Daniel’s, you ended up mooning Motley Crue, and you kind of passed out on Tommy Lee’s lap,” Tiffany grabbed a coffee cup and poured some coffee for Dylan, she turned around handing it to him.

  “Wait what? I mooned Motley Fucking Crue,” Dylan didn’t believe her, he slowly picked the coffee cup up and brought it to his lips.

  “Yep, and they gave us a ride home,” Tiffany said as she turned the oven top off and began to grab plates and utensils.

  “Really? shit…” Dylan paused as he tried to remember the night before.

   “Did I embarrass myself in front of them?”

   “Oh yeah, but they were totally rad about it,” Tiffany said as she put the eggs and bacon on the plates and placed them on the island.

  “Gnarly,”

   “Do you remember anything from last night, like us meeting?” Tiffany said as she took a bite of bacon. Dylan thought for a second then answered.

   “Yeah, I remember how incredible of a kisser you are,” Dylan said as he grabbed a fork and took a bit of egg.

  “You aren’t to bad yourself handsome,” Tiffany smiled.

  “By the way thanks for letting crash here,”

  “No problem, maybe we could do this again?” Tiffany said as she took a sip from her coffee.

   “What do you mean?” Dylan narrowed his dark eyes at her.

   “I was thinking, I’m going to a Bon Jovi concert next weekend and one of my friends bailed on me, I do have an extra ticket. Would you like to go? You make one hell of a concert buddy,” Tiffany smiled up at him. A smile formed on his face.

   “Fuck yeah I would totally go to a Bon Jovi concert,” Dylan said he raised his hand up giving Tiffany a high five.

   “Gnarly,” Tiffany said as she high fived Dylan.

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Request: Can you do an Instagram edit where the reader was born in 1996 and she’s the daughter of Nikki Sixx and Brandi Brandt and is the bassist and songwriter of Wallows and is best friends with her bandmates Dylan Minnette, Braeden Lemasters, and Cole Preston and dating Ashton Irwin? Can she be a brunette with green eyes? Brandi is a brunette. Nikki has green eyes

part 2

[suchalonelysunflower]

Take Your Feelings, Put Them Into a Song (A.I)

Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Wallows! Fem! Reader

Requested: yes!

Summary: Y/N Sixx, bassist from the famous band Wallows, is helping 5SOS write their latest album CALM. If only she could keep her crush on the drummer under control…

Warnings: Fluff. Language. Some grammatical errors (English is not my first language, I’m sorry)

Word Count: 4.6 k

Author’s Note: IM BACK! Remember that Reblogs, Likes, Comments and Feedback are very important! You have no idea how much they help 💕 Hope you like it and Happy Reading 🦋🌻✨

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anon: Can you do a one-shot where the reader was born on 1996 and she’s the daughter of Nikki Sixx and Brandi Brandt and it’s the bassist and songwriter of Wallows (…) and she helps 5sos write songs for the album CALM and starts dating Ashton and the fans go nuts (in a good way) with shipping? There’s no drama like it was in EUH

It was another boring day in the studio and you would literally prefer to do anything else than to listen to Cole talk about the last date he had instead of working on your new song. But inspiration was lacking between you and your bandmates and you really had no other choice since you already took that time on the studio’s schedule.

One would believe that you would be used to dull times in the studio, having spent a lot of time on them while growing up with your parents, but boredom was a cruel crime inside your head and today your patience was running thin.

“Hey, peanut!” Dylan called your attention “Everything good there?”

You were laying on the sofa, looking at the ceiling for some kind of saving grace, but Dylan’s voice brought you back to your reality.

“Are we going to get something done today?” You asked with a sigh, with your eyes still glued to the ceiling “Cause we are really just wasting time by now and I don’t think Cole’s last fling will bring any kind of inspo into our little group”

“Hey!” Cole protested, earning a chuckle from Braeden.

“Whatever,” You said, already getting up from your spot “I’m going to take a walk”

You took a deep breath once you closed the door to your private room. You loved the guys, you really do, but sometimes people can be too much, especially people who you spend every single day and hour with.

Memories from the past year started to fill your mind and you smiled when thinking about how much your little band has grown. Wallows was now everywhere, you created a name for yourself without using your parent’s influence and you were so damn proud of that, yet when moments like these come around - the moments where you just need to breathe to escape the reality for just a while - you start to reflect on every choice you made and if they were the right ones.

It’s the overthinking that got you to write those first lyrics in the first place, the ones that were put into songs and now were, somehow, all over TikTok with thousands of people relating to them. So maybe, overthinking now might not be such a bad idea after all.

“It’s a terrible idea if you think about it for more than one minute, mate”

You stopped in your tracks when you heard that voice, thinking that maybe you were finally going crazy or someone could’ve read your mind. But it wasn’t until you heard someone else answer that you realized it was a conversation.

“Well, I don’t know what to do with it anymore!”

You turned your head to the left and smiled when you saw the little sign that said “5SOS now in session. DO NOT DISTURB” And realized that your other favorite boys were back in town.

Of course you ignored the sign and knocked on the door a couple of times before opening it shamelessly.

“Well, well, well…” You said with a teasing smile as you leaned over the door frame “If it isn’t my second favorite Aussie band”

The faces of two of the members of said band light up once they realize it was you, quickly getting up to wrap you in a hug.

“Mini Sixx!” Calum said, ruffling his hand through your hair “About time you came to visit us”

You pushed him and Luke away from you “And you should’ve told me you’re back from your break! I could’ve escaped Dylan and the other minions earlier”

“Rough session?” Luke asked, seating down and patting the place next to him for you to sit on.

“Oh, you have no idea”

You loved the 5sos guys, it was impossible not to. Ever since you met them at a label party in 2015 when you were introduced to them because you were the same age as half of the group, you knew that they were made to be on the stage.

It was easy to become their friend, given their welcoming attitude and easy-going smiles even before they found out who your parents were. It was nice for a change not to be Y/N Sixx, daughter of the famous bassist of Mötley Crüe and famous Playboy doll Brandi Brandt, for a moment and just be Y/N, a bassist that had a lot to give to the world. And with the boys you didn’t even have to try to be someone you were not, with them everything was just so… real.

Just like now, where you were allowed to complain about your lovely bandmates to them and they would complain just as well, with no judgment nor responsibilities, just three friends letting out some steam due to the stress of your careers.

“-And basically we don’t know what else to do with the song” Luke finished his rant on the missing piece of their new song for their next album.

“And you have the lyrics ready?”

“Yeah, me and my girl wrote it a few weeks ago but the melody is just…”

“It’s missing something” Calum finished for him with a sigh.

You hummed “Can I see it?”

The two Australians got to work, playing the song with the piano and the guitar and you came to the conclusion that they were right: there was something big missing.

“So it’s a ballad,” You said, thinking of ways to fix it.

“Technically yes, but when you play it like that it sounds incomplete and the lyrics won’t work with another type of rhythm” Luke sighed “We’ve been at it for days now.”

You stayed quiet for a while, reviewing the lyrics and melody more carefully now, analyzing the situation with different approaches but without getting anywhere. It was a beautiful song, it truly was, but it needed something else, something that could create a “boom” sensation for whoever was listening.

Something like…

“Hey guys, have you finished with the- Oh, Hey, Y/N/N!” Ashton said, opening the door and finding you with his bandmates in deep concentration.

Bingo.

“Uh, why are you smiling at me like that?” Ashton asked you with a chuckle, but you didn’t even address him as you turned to Luke and Calum.

“It needs drums”

“What?” The three men said in unison. You rolled your eyes and snatched the notes from Calum’s lap and started to sing the melody.

“Here!” You pointed out “In this part, before finishing the first chorus: I already made, already made that…” And then you started to make drum noises and movements with your arms for them to get the idea.

In a matter of seconds, Luke got up from his seat and walked towards you, taking the notes from you and reviewing them with new eyes, smiling as he got the idea.

“Ha!” He laughed loudly, “You’re a fucking genius!”

“Thank you,” You said with a smug smile as you, Calum and Luke started to discuss the arrangements.

“Wait, hold up” Ashton interrupted the chatter “Y/N, I appreciate you trying to help and no offense and all but I think this isn’t your place to just decide something like that,” He said, pointing to the three of you.

You rolled your eyes. You’ve dealt with stubborn people before, but Ashton did take a spot on your top three and you knew just how to handle him.

“Wow,” You said sarcastically with a teasing smile “One would think that by being half of the rhythm section you would have more… I don’t know, rhythm?”

Ashton crooked an eyebrow and you and you knew you had him in the bag “I just don’t think-”

“You don’t think?” You said, getting up from your chair and walking up to him to be almost chest to chest. You looked up to his eyes and challenged him “Or you just can’t handle the fact that I might’ve had a better idea than you”

You could see by the sparkle in his eyes that he has taken the challenge to heart. He took a step closer to you, almost pressing his body completely against yours, and smirked.

“Want me to prove you wrong, princess?” He teased but you didn’t back up.

“I’d like to see you try, darling”

Ashton’s smirk widened as he took a step back, turning his head towards Luke and Calum who were watching the scene with intrigued eyes and knowing smiles “Get your asses back in the recording booth”

He followed them as they walked into the big recording space they had, but not before sending you a wink seconds after he closed the door.

You were thankful he didn’t see you blush.

Once they were all set with their instruments - Calum on the keys, Luke on the guitar, and Ashton behind his drum set - You pressed the buttons of the console that would make it possible for you to hear them at the other side of the mirrored glass.

“Okay boys, show me what you got”

*

You became an official 5SOS songwriter after that day and even Ashton had to admit that you were adding so much more to the band lyrics and melodies since you started to work with them.

Every day you would find yourself walking towards their studio after your band’s session and you start to work wherever they left off. It was a simple dynamic that worked wonders for everyone and after every session, you would get even more inspired to write your own music for Wallows, so it was a win-win situation, not to mention, spending time with your new co-workers; especially a particular drummer that grew closer to you that you would’ve ever imagined.

When you first met the band you hit it off pretty quickly with Luke and Calum, them being the same age as you and having pretty much the same interests; then came Michael that shared a similar sense of humor with you and with whom you discussed videogames with. But Ashton was always the one that you consciously tried to not get too close to.

In all honesty, he intimidated you but not in a bad way. He was smart, talented, and super funny, not to mention also ridiculously handsome. But he was also stubborn, a little bit egotistical, and the only one that could keep up with you in a battle of wits, teasing, and sarcasm. And you knew that if you mixed that all together it might mean trouble, especially when he smiled at you like that.

Of course you had a crush on him, who wouldn’t? But the fact is that you know what it is like to date in the industry and having feelings for a member of another pretty famous band might bring some tension to the table, so it was safer to play the crushing card and just stay friends. Or at least that’s what you tell yourself every day since you started to see him regularly and spend more time with him than with any other of the two bands.

Speaking of…

“Earth to Y/N?” Called Braeden waving a hand in front of your face “Is anybody there?”

You blinked a few times before pushing his hand away with a scoff “Very funny, B. What’s up?”

“You spaced out again” Cole added, fidgeting with his drumsticks “Just when we were going to start complimenting you on that bass line you wrote the other day…”

You smiled as you threw a pillow at him that he was able to easily dodge “Sorry, I was just-”

“Thinking about a particular drummer again?” Dylan teased, to which Cole added.

“I knew it wouldn’t take long for you to fall in love with me”

You searched for other pillows and started to throw them at your band members, giggling as they started to throw them back at you and starting an improvised pillow fight in the middle of the recording booth.

“Hey, Y/N/N! I was wondering if you-” Ashton’s sentence was cut short as he opened the door and took in the scene that was in front of him.

You were so busy chasing Breaden with a pillow on each hand and a devilish smile that you didn’t even notice when the door opened or that Ashton was standing there, smiling at you with his arms crossed as you aimed at your bandmate's head.

“Oh look, peanut!” Dylan said teasingly “You knight in shiny armor is here to-” But before he could say anything more embarrassing, you threw a pillow directly at his face to shut him out.

You quickly turned your head to Ashton who was fairly amused by your battle skills and smiled at him.

“Hey!” You said breathlessly after chasing down the others.

“Hi,” He smiled back “Am I interrupting something or?”

“Nah, you’re good,” You said, throwing one last pillow at your three friends that stood in a corner blowing teasing kisses and puppy eyes at the two of you “These assholes and I are done for the day” You commented before said assholes started to pout and complain, but you were already out the door before they could say something embarrassing again.

“So…” Ashton trailed off, starting to walk alongside you with his hands in his front pockets.

“So,” You said, drifting your eyes from him and praying to the universe that he didn’t hear anything or else it would make the blush on your face even pinker “You needed me for something?”

You wanted to get the topic of work right there in the open as soon as possible, not wanting him to notice how nervous you got when you were alone with him. At least when you were talking about work you leveled the ground in some parts.

“Actually, I’m going home early today” He smiled softly “Luke and the guys are working on a love song that’s just way too happy and butterflies - in - your -stomach like and I didn’t think they needed me there if I can’t bring nothing to the table”

“You’re not a lovey-dovey feeling kinda guy?” You teased by bumping your arm with his, earning a “hey” from him “I actually get it, I’m not that kind of person either”

“It’s not like I don’t like it, it’s just that-”

“You process your emotions differently, and it’s easier to write those when you think of love in other stages and/or mixed with other complex emotions because-”

“Love is not just one-sided! Yes!” Ashton celebrated, amazed that you could understand what he was saying “I knew you would get it”

That comment made your cheeks heat up as you looked at him, all dimpled smiles and light chuckled as he looked at you with sparkly hazel eyes. Oh no…

“Well,” You said, breaking that little moment “If they are going to work on that all day then I guess I would head home, too. I don’t think I’ll be able to provide anything else either”

“Actually,” Ashton said as he stopped in the middle of the hall leading to the exit, making you stop as well and turn to him “I was wondering if you would want to get some coffee with me now that we are both free. Of course, if you really are free and have nothing else to do and want to actually drink coffee or tea… or maybe not and you’re not that type of person and-”

“Are you asking me out?”

Ashton stopped his rambling and looked at you with an incredulous smile and lightly blushed cheeks.

“I- well, yeah,” He said shyly “Yeah, I am”

You smiled and softly chuckled “Look at the famous drummer all nervous” You teasingly took a step closer to him, not knowing where this confidence was coming from, and he did the same “It’s just me, you know?”

“And that’s exactly the reason why”

“Do I make you nervous, darling?”

“Let’s say that if it were anyone else, I wouldn’t have rambled like that, princess”

You pressed your lips in a thin line and smiled as you looked away from him, blushing like a teenager on her first date.

“So…” You trailed off.

“So?”

“Lead the way”

*

From that moment both of your routines changed once again. Now you took time off the studio at least two times a week to go with Ashton on those small friendly dates as he took you out for coffee or just simple but meaningful talks.

Soon enough you lost all the doubts that made you nervous around him, seeing how easy it was to talk to him and how much you had in common in more aspects than just music. You became more comfortable around him and your level of teasing and playing grew alongside your relationship, not to mention the level of teasing and playing you received from your band members and the other 3 Aussies who joined in on all the fun.

You were used to blushing and dismissing comments about your - undeniable - crush on the drummer, but Ashton didn’t seem to be affected by them at all. On the contrary, Ashton played along and even seemed like he was enjoying it. Like in one particular occasion where you were working on a song together and Michael said:

“Oh my god, date her already!”

Ashton didn’t blink an eye before responding “I’m trying! But she just wants to focus on the harmonies”

And you’d be lying if you said that didn’t put a smile on your face.

Yet, you kept it all professional while being in the studio; no need to mix your personal lives with whatever was going on down there, that’s why those coffee runs were your favorites.

It was an unspoken rule between the two of you that “work-talk” was forever banned from those outings.

“So what are we going to talk about?” You asked him the first time you went into his favorite coffee shop.

“Us” He simply answered, unaware of the butterflies he just set in your stomach.

“Us?”

“Yeah, I want to get to know you better, princess. Who is Y/N Sixx?”

“Who is Ashton Irwin?”

“I asked first”

“I asked second” You countered

Ashton smiled widely “You think you’re clever…”

“It doesn’t matter what I think” You answered, casually sipping on your coffee “I know I’m clever just like I know you like me that way”

You were testing the waters back then, hiding the shaking of your knees under the table as you longed to know how he felt about it. But the way he smiled and how he blushed a little bit made all your fears go away.

“Yeah, that I do”

Your cheeks turned red whenever you reminisced about that moment - or any moment that you spent with Ashton for that matter - which gave you the perfect idea for a song.

“I don’t want to kill my time with somebody else…” You hummed to yourself as you wrote down what you think is the chorus to a new song.

You told Ashton that you were not the type to write silly love songs or very uplifting songs; but there was something in that memory, something in that feeling that you couldn't ignore or just let it be without doing something about it. So, you started to write it.

You couldn't separate the feeling from the art, after all, feelings were what led you to dedicate your life to music. People would say it was because of your parent’s influence but they had little to nothing to do with your decision. This was you, the authentical you writing whatever came to mind and then sharing it with the world and only a few people will get it in its entirety. And surely Ashton was one of them.

“Dadadada something, want you all to myself”

“Wacha doing there, princess?”

Speaking of the devil.

Ashton smiled at you as he hunched over the table you were working on, trying to peek at what you were writing. You lifted the notebook and pressed it against your chest faking offense as he giggled.

“Didn’t your mother taught you not to sneak up on people, darling?” You asked as he walked around your workspace and sat himself down on the chair next to you “Besides, you’re late. You were supposed to meet me here like half an hour ago!”

“Aww, sorry Sixx” Ashton pouted “But there were no chocolate chip cookies left in the shop so I had to go around town to get you some” He then put a bag of freshly made cookies on top of the table with a cup filled with coffee.

“You didn’t have to do that, you know?”

“Of course I did! You always only eat chocolate chips cookies in the afternoon”

He started to giggle again, ignoring the way you were looking at him “How did you know that?”

“C’mon, Y/N/N, every time we go for coffee you order two, one for the coffee and another one for the road. And every time we cater something you never touch anything but those cookies”

“I never knew you were so observant”

Ashton shrugged “I just pay attention if I like what I see,” He said nonchalantly with a wink, making you blush instantly, but you covered it up with an eye roll.

“God, you’re terrible” You scoffed.

“I’m honest!” You shook your head and went back to writing, but Ashton was not going to let that go so easily. “Look, how else could I know that you always put an extra bag of sugar in your coffee?”

“‘Cause I always drink the same thing,” You said without looking up from your notebook.

“Yeah, a mocha latte with extra chocolate drizzle and no foam. Honestly, how can you handle that much sugar?” You were about to answer but he caught you off. “But that’s not all you drink, whenever you have a bad day you always order a cup of mango and ginger tea because that’s your mother’s favorite drink and it helps you calm down. You also don’t want anyone to know that you’re having a bad day but the minute someone looks away your smile starts to flatter until you’re back in the conversation”

You stopped the writing completely as you turned to him, suddenly feeling how your heart started to jump all over your chest as he kept talking, eyes never leaving yours as he gave you a soft smile, almost as if he was remembering all those moments with you.

“You draw flowers on the corner of your notebooks whenever you feel bored. You love the sad songs on the radio and you know every single word to Lorde’s Melodrama, yet every time you have to choose a playlist you put 2000’s pop and R&B songs because it hypes you up. You hate awkward silences unless you are the one being quiet. You help Dylan dye his hair every time he asks you to because you would trust each other with your lives, you give Cole relationship advice because you care about him and he always appreciates your advice more than anyone’s and Braeden is your best friend because you always say that he is one of the few people that could make you laugh in a bad day and you have no idea how much I want to be included in that list”

“Ashton-”

“You write better with dim light, it helps you concentrate on your work. You say you don’t believe in astrology yet you check your horoscope every day. You want to make sure that everyone has a good time and feels included, that’s why you always make conversations with Micahel about games you never even heard before or let Luke braid your hair when he’s bored or how you switched topics when you noticed that Calum was not engaging as much in a conversation. You literally take care of everyone but you never let anyone take care of you, and when we do you get all shy and you blush as you say thank you and you have no idea how fucking adorable you look”

You sat there speechless as he spoke. You felt the back of your throat dry as you tried to find the right words to answer all of that.

It was too much. The fact that he knew all of that and how he said it like he was just talking about his favorite things in the world, it was just too much but at the same time, you want to hear him say that again.

A weird sense of joy and shyness came over you as he set his hazel eyes on yours. You gave him a small smile as you averted your gaze to the floor.

“Wow, I-” You started “I never thought someone noticed all that”

“How could I not?” You heard him say “You’re all I can think about and to say that I don’t notice you is like saying I don’t notice the sun in the sky or the stars at night. You’re the brightest light out there, Y/N, you shine everywhere you go”

You noticed how he pulled his chair closer to you and suddenly you felt how your chair started to slowly turn his way until you were face to face.

Ashton carefully placed his fingers under your chin and tilted your head until you were finally looking into his eyes again.

“There she is!” He smiled when he noticed your blushing cheeks and gleaming eyes.

“What do you mean when you say I’m all you think about?” You asked expectantly, curling your fingers nervously on top of your thighs.

Ashton chuckled. “Well, if you didn’t notice, I really fucking like you, Y/N”

You looked up at him, smiling with hopeful eyes and feeling as if a weight was lifted off your chest thanks to the joy you were experiencing while hearing those words.

“You do?”

“Unless you don’t like me back and I just spilled my feelings for nothing-” You smacked him playfully in the arm “Ouch! I’m kidding! Of course I like you! Fuck, Y/N I’ve been falling for years now and I thought I was being pretty obvious”

You laughed “I thought you were just playing!”

In an instant, Ashton pulled your chair closer and grabbed you by the hip, lifting you up and making you sit on his lap as he hugged you by the waist and you placed your arms around his neck.

“I’ve never been more serious in my life,” He said, “I’ll do anything to prove it”

“Well,” You said, pressing a kiss to his cheek and knocking your forehead to his “How about you help me finish this song and then you take me on a date? Cause I’ve been falling for you, too and I don’t want to waste any more time”

Ashton hummed as he nuzzled his nose against your cheek, kissing it softly as he murmured “Will I get to kiss my princess at midnight?”

“Maybe… or you can take your chances now if you’d like”

He smiled.

“I like those odds”

And just before you know it, he softly pressed his lips against yours; finally creating a happy beginning for the two of you.

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[starshipsofstarlord]

Can you do a one-shot where the reader was born in 1996 and she’s the daughter of Nikki Sixx and Brandi Brandt and is the bassist and songwriter of Wallows and is best friends with her bandmates Dylan Minnette, Braeden Lemasters, and Cole Preston and she helps 5sos write songs for the album Calm and starts dating Ashton and the fans go nuts (in the good way) with shipping?

Wallowing

ashton Irwin x wallows!reader / masterlist

warnings; references to sex, swearing, threats

“Come in babe.” You opened the door, inviting your boyfriend Ashton into your flat. He had been having a hard day at the studio, and had asked if it was alright if he came over. Of course it was, but he had got a warning prior to his arrival, that they would not be alone, and that if he wanted to clear his head, it was certainly not the right place.

“Fuck you, you’re supposed to be on my side man!” At the sound of Dylan, yelling at whom you supposed to be Cole, you pinched the bridge of your nose, squeezing your eyes shut as you welcomed your partner into your home sweet home. Out of all days, they had to be playing COD in your apartment today.

“Sorry bout that.” A light grimace filled your face, but instead of giving you criticism, Ashton simply laughed, following you through the apartment, as you tried to slowly pass behind your band mates who were occupying your living room.

“Not so fast young Sixx, get your well endowed ass back here.” A sigh fell from your mouth as you rolled your eyes at Braeden, pausing your movements as he turned to lean against the back of your couch to peer over at you. “We need to have a conversation little lady.”

Groaning, you threw your head back, smiling a small apology towards Ash. “We were going to go to my room, I’d rather just you guys play my PS4 without needing to interact with me face to face.”

“Would you rather he FaceTime you whilst you’re getting down and dirty, or stand there like a kid’s doll and allow him to pull at your arm?” Dylan mumbled, as you crossed your arms, Ash greeting your band mates as you moved towards the tv, reaching for the side button and turning it off.

“Y/n what the hell?” Cole half screamed, breaking loose as he was close to finally beating Minette and killing his gamer character. His hands flailed as he expected an answer, raising in the air as he held the remote.

“I could ask you the same thing Preston, so what’s the schtick that’s making you keep me here, in my own apartment?” He gulped as you enquired at him, raising your brow, as you leaned back into your partner who stood awkwardly behind you like a supporting shadow.

“Congrats on the album Irwin, it’s great to see our own band member aiding your band. CALM is sick, and she makes me feel the same, just in a different manner.”

“Stop being a salty little bitch would you?” You asked, smacking him on the upside of the back of his head. He rutted his head back, clasping the behind of his scalp with his palm, firmly turning back to cast an icy glare towards you.

This was the normal behaviour around here, you all enjoyed getting under each other’s skin. It was a sign of true friendship, that whilst sometimes still triggering some real annoyance, that made your bond of being band mates that much deeper.

They were doing the same thing to you now, speaking prolifically showering your boyfriend in compliments, to side swab you with cockblockery. In all honesty, whenever Lydia or another girl was on the premises, you returned the favour, though that did not your pulsating frustration decrease at all.

“I’m going to assume there’s a problem here. Are you sure now is a good time for me to be here?” Ash asked reassuringly, his gentle touch applying a loving presence upon your shoulder, making you smile despite the situation that was running through the discourse of your veins

You craved him, to feel his body atop, or under, or however else against your own. It was infuriating to endure how your band mates dragged their greeting to him out, all you wanted was to discard his and your own clothing, leaving it as a jumble of forgotten material on the floor whilst the pair of you were caught up in mess upon the mattress, limbs inclined to coil around each arch, and breaths long overdue and escaping into the air.

“It’s a good time for you overall pal, considering that your sales are sky high, taller than this one that is practically trying to hump your arm. No problems with your presence, except the fact that it’s turning little Brandi’s baby’s hormones into overdrive.” Braeden spoke, earning a guttural growl out from your throat, as your nostrils flared furiously at his words.

If you didn’t get on with it, then the Red Sea of the month would cause a flood that would stain your underwear. You’d have preferred to take action before that happened. “The work isn’t just on my shoulders loser, if you want a worldwide selling album, put in some elbow grease, instead of playing stupid games.”

“I’m good, and by definition that makes you stupid, because they belong to you.” He remarked, Cole chuckling and offering him a high five.

“I could just kick you out.” You promptly supposed, as Dylan messed around with his phone, surrendering to the game, as he ran his hand to define the ruggedness of his silvery blue locks.

“Band rules say no to that.” Braeden stated. “And Ash, feel free to replace this one, we could do a switch. You’re basically ready to move in together, so we wouldn’t have to go anywhere else to have rapid fire nights.”

“Do I even want to know what that is?” Your boyfriend asked, and you, without any thought or hesitancy, shook your head. He certainly didn’t need to know about that, it was, least to say, a mess.

There would be dares, and drinks, and tattoos put in the most awkward places with that artist set that you kept very far under your bed. It was a shock that Ashton hadn’t seen the word ‘narwhale’ on the heel of your foot, or maybe he did, and decided against saying anything.

“I put up with these idiots.” Dylan sighed, though as you whipped your head around, you saw that he was not speaking directly to any of you, instead, his

“He’s on fucking insta live.” Cole realised, leaving over to get his face in the mirroring of the stream, waving a hand to the fans that spewed hearts onto the corner of the screen.

“Prick.” You called Dylan out, watching as he laughed at your lack of amusement, and poised the self proclaimed camera towards you, also catching the person beside you in the view.

“Calm.” Ashton softly spoke, sending you a small and reassuring smile, which you were defeated to not permit the same in return

“Funny pun Irwin, but shut up.” You laughed, and shook your head, him finally catching onto what he had said.

“Yes that is the incredibly talented 5SOS member Ashton Irwin. I know right, what is he doing with us?” Cole read, watching as Dylan rolled his eyes at his band member’s behaviour, wanting to get his phone back, though his attempts were lacklustre.

“Or more specifically, her?” Braeden asks, walking behind the sofa and grasping him, dragging him closer to where the phone was propped in Cole’s hand, giving the fans a clear image of his face. “Is he joining the band?” He reads from the flood of comments. “I wish, but we don’t draw that much talent.

“Speak for yourself.” You groaned, walking closer, leaning your head over Ash’s hunched shoulder, releasing an awkward smile as he raised it, gently bumping your chin with the slope of his muscle. “Rude.”

“Where are you guys? Well, we’re at y/n’s apartment. She just got back and dragged this old slugger in off the streets. How charitable.” Cole spoke, smiling up at Irwin as he lightly punched his face, already too comfortable with his hovering presence.

“Why is he there? This one makes me laugh, quick shag, ain’t that right buddy?” Braeden thoughtlessly worded, his eyes going wide in an instant as the fans quickly tended to the realisation of what he had meant. “Fuck, oops I guess.”

To say that you were furious was an understatement; you could feel an ache in your hands, wanting to tear the idiot into dismal pieces until there was nothing salvageable left to fix.

“You guess?” Dylan snickers, covering his mouth with his hand whence he saw your murderous expression conquer features. It was vastly more terrifying than any anger you had ever portrayed, and he could feel the couch moving as Braeden turned, and squirmed from the sight.

“Lemasters, imagine your head on a stick. That is going to happen, when I get my hands on you, your gonna turn cold as I strangle the living shit outta-“ Ashton grabbed you, as your arms tried to grasp and throttle your band mate, flopping in the air, intently furious at his revealing slip up.

“I think imma go.” He bolted, and as you struggled out of Ashton’s grip, you ran after him, out your front door and through the modesty of your building.

“She forgot her key.” Ashton noted, coming around and sitting with the remaining pair on the sofa. “How one of you think it’ll take for them to return?”

“As long as it takes for her to kill him.” Dylan grasps his phone back, fluttering his gaze over the comments. “They’re kinda cute together, found my new OTP. Sorry Dylan and Lydia. Oh don’t worry, that’s fine, we gotta take what we get and currently y/n’s not getting any because we have a tendency to cockblock her.”

“It’s our duty as the men of the band.” Cole spoke, a scream reverberating through from the hallway, audible to those online that were watching the two worlds merging.

“I think she got him.” Ash said, smirking lightly, as he heard your voice bellow out in rage against the male. Yep, your band was messy, but his wasn’t much different. He could certainly get used to it.

[makearottenkill]

ignore the shitty ass hobgoblin poster on the back, panel redraw.

cuz i realized (human) sixx has the same hair style than felicia hardy in amazing spiderman, could be a parallel???

[storiesforallfandoms]

Masterlist!

Here’s the masterlist of all my imagines and preferences! Imagines marked as * are smutty imagines! Imagines marked as ` are requests!

IMAGINES

CRIMINAL MINDS the runner ~ aaron hotchner` punishment ~ aaron hotchner`

LUCIFER make you a believer ~ ella lopez silence ~ lucifer morningstar

HEMLOCK GROVE get away ~ roman godfrey (part one) midnight drive ~ roman godfrey (part two)

AMERICAN HORROR STORY freak ~ xavier plympton (part one) protecting you ~ xavier plympton (part two)` a surprise by the lake ~ xavier Plympton` taken care of ~ michael langdon don’t worry ~ michael langdon` loopholes ~ michael langdon*` change in plans ~ michael langdon` revenge ~ montana duke

RIVERDALE grief ~ archie andrews the new queen ~ fp jones (part one) seducing the queen ~ fp jones (part two) the list ~ jason blossom something more than just points ~ jason blossom’ no one will hurt you` ~ sweet pea

THE BODYGUARD new assignment ~ david budd (part one) nightmares ~ david budd (part two) the photoshoot ~ david budd (part three) take away and beer ~ david budd (part four) art ~ david budd (part five) threats ~ david budd (part six) getting her things ~ david budd (part seven)

PEAKY BLINDERS not part of the deal ~ thomas shelby private ceremony ~ thomas shelby superstar ~ thomas shelby` too good ~ thomas shelby` can’t lose you ~ thomas shelby crossfire ~ john shelby an accidental addition ~ thomas shelby family ~ shelby family the enemy’s sister ~ thomas shelby (part one)` a dangerous love affair ~ alfie solomons a woman leader ~ john shelby disapprove ~ thomas shelby (part two) no one’s whore ~ thomas shelby* daddy’s girl ~ thomas shelby take a break ~ thomas shelby

THE WITCHER dance partner ~ geralt of rivia (part one) company ~ geralt of rivia (part two)* stay the night ~ geralt of rivia*` some sort of miracle ~ geralt of rivia same problem ~ yennefer of vengerberg my lady ~ geralt of rivia*` imperfections ~ geralt of rivia`

DOCTOR WHO always loved you ~ thirteen

GAME OF THRONES betrothed ~ robb stark (part one) riding alone ~ robb stark (part two)

Z NATION facing it alone ~ 10k’ let me go ~ 10k what are we gonna do? ~ 10k

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY love and drugs ~ klaus hargreeves the horror~ ben hargreeves’ no one helps but you ~ klaus hargreeves` and they were roommates ~ klaus hargreeves` lock the door ~ ben hargreeves*`

VICTORIOUS a little too good at acting ~ beck oliver faint ~ beck oliver`

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES living dead ~ damon salvatore eternity ~ damon salvatore*`

HANNIBAL are you going to hurt me? ~ hannibal lecter his type ~ hannibal lecter

BARRY what they do in the movies ~ barry berkman

BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY i have no one ~ freddie mercury

K-12 don’t send me home ~ leo` jealousy ~ angelita`

BREAKING BAD/EL CAMINO hideaway ~ jesse pinkman* project partner ~ jesse pinkman

DCEU the new intern ~ clark kent rescue mission ~ harley quinn man’s world ~ harley quinn

SCREAM scary movies ~ billy loomis talk me down ~ stu macher`

HARRY POTTER tutor ~ draco malfoy stood up ~ draco malfoy

MCU see you again ~ loki my hero ~ mysterio delivery boy ~ peter parker locked up ~ clint barton`

KINGSMAN not a damn damsel ~ eggsy

A QUIET PLACE keep quiet ~ emmett no time for love ~ emmett’

MIDSOMMAR get out of here ~ mark` may queen ~ mark` little sister ~ mark*` secret thrills ~ mark*` don’t go ~ mark’ sacred ~ mark’ seven minutes in heaven ~ mark*` friendship necklace ~ mark` it meant nothing ~ mark` awful ~ dani ardor` something’s wrong ~ mark` whoops ~ mark` enemies to lovers ~ mark`

1917 not the same ~ will schofield

DIVERGENT recruit ~ eric coulter’ rookie ~ eric coulter (part two) don’t belong ~ eric coulter`

8 MILE embarrassed ~ jimmy smith jr.

TWILIGHT soulmates ~ paul lahote`

THE DIRT glorified groupie ~ tommy lee maybe i should ~ tommy lee` be like daddy ~ nikki sixx` normal family christmas ~ nikki sixx`

DIARY OF A WIMPY KID done pretending ~ rodrick heffley the girl next door ~ rodrick heffley`

IT: CHAPTER TWO picking up the kids ~ richie tozier

LES MIS for the revolution ~ enjolras

CHRIS EVANS set ups

BEN HARDY doing him proud

MACHINE GUN KELLY not so bad (part one) remember me` secret meeting (part two) surprise` awkward family dinner (part three) staying the night (part four) out on the town (part five) a very special meeting (part six) feeling used` christmas in cleveland (part seven) lady killer*` we’ll be okay (part eight) the one` getting caught* sweet revenge` get off my girl` can’t do it anymore seeing it all` hear your voice*` do you love me?` one and only (part nine) photographs` why are you here?` happiest i've been` trying` i believe` welcome home*` killshot (part ten) i think i’m okay` it’s not over (part eleven) mistake` drunk fun (w/yungblud)*` reunited (part two of photograph)` bad girl*` fixed` meeting the family (part twelve) good enough` the question (part thirteen) kissing lessons` the wedding (part fourteen) too rough*` teach me` sneaking you out` red carpet` on beat` what if i can’t` role reversal*` massage*` secrets` celebrating*` almost caught` back off*` first time*` trying something new*` missing` not yours` hurting mommy` sweet disaster` loved you first` running lines’

DANIEL WEBBER nothing happened` misunderstanding` advice` loving father` beach day`

TARON EGERTON take me to the pilot*

RICHARD MADDEN lost`

YUNGBLUD not a rebound (part one) a great team` no hope (au)` cuffed, literally (part two)` sick baby` coming home` kisses` drunk fun*` (w/machine gun kelly) lessons` struggling` father to be` coachella` the song’ front row` love you as you are’ cliche`

HARRY STYLES saved (au part one) always a winner` exploring eroda (au part two) picnic (au part three) awkward

KENDALL SCHMIT just us`

CODY FERN distance`

ANDREW SIWICKI secret first date a regular guy` beautiful to me wear my hoodie`

DAVID DOBRIK only yours science experiment bon appetit`

DYLAN GARDNER surprise date`

JEFF WITTEK busy my oh my! passing the time* in trouble a fun game six feet apart you won’t be able to`

EMINEM surprise performance age gap’ private` chains`

ROOK pretty picture` love on tour` protective` toxic love` why are you like this?’ keep it down*` taking care` sick` you’re cute when you’re jealous`*

CILLIAN MURPHY proud`

GEORGE MACKAY medic (au)’

ARIANA GRANDE done with boys

SCOTTY SIRE stuck together

SEBASTIAN STAN the boss’ girl (au)

G-EAZY unimaginable pain` bad reputation` hate*` i do`

CORPSE proposition (part one) caught feelings (part two) actually excited

ZAC EFRON fatherhood`

HENRY CAVILL you deserve better`

AARON TVEIT i thought it’d be happy` a baby next christmas

PREFERENCES

tiktok trends that they participate in with you ~ the vlog squad who walks in on the two of you ~ the umbrella academy

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Guns n Rose / Motley Crue Introductions

WIVES Audrey Rose (2) Lillian Isbell (2) Anna Hudson (2) Georgia Adler (2) Bethany McKagan

Maryanne Sixx Kelly Bass, Kelly Michaels Julia Wharton Sophia Deal Holly Bongiovi Molly Hetfield Laura Hammett Britney Oswald Kimberly Bierk Josephine Perret Sharon Dingley Pamela Southworth Juliet Mustaine

Sarah Cobain Sophie Grohl Isabella Vedder

KIDS Jack, Sarah, Hayden, Keaton, Lux, and Tatum Rose (2) Ryan, Brandon, Dylan, Adrian, and Alexandria Isbell (2) Naya, Avani, Xiomara, and North Hudson (2) Leonardo, Annabelle, Emma, Lawson, and Mia Adler (2) Katherine, Hannah, and Tyler McKagan

Alexander, Caleb, Miles, Harlow, Griffin, and Evangeline Sixx Jamie, Leighton, Brooklyn, Lucas, and Lilliana Bass Kylie, Carter, Greyson, and Avia Sychak Olivia, Taylor, Elizabeth, Joseph, and Charles Wharton Eleanor, Robert, Athena, Noah, Luna, Jayden, and Jacob Deal Laura, Jesse, Jackson, Parker and Romeo Bongiovi Hailey, Mason, Addyson, Halen, Mac, Presley, and Zeppelin Hetfield Alejandro, Ariel, Christian, Maleah, and Landon Hammett Olivia, Halley-May, and John-Ryan Oswald Amaia, Kiara, Quentin, Kendall, Asher, Schuyler, Blair, and Mila Bierk

Anaïs, Corinne, Léon, Sophie, Juliet, Manon, and Noël Perret Valerie, Holly, and Samuel Dingley Peyton, Ethan, Lily, Zara, Summer, and David Southworth Kaia, Ashton, Jordyn, Kayden, and Everly Mustaine

Briar, Bear, Lucky, and Posey Cobain Taylor, Charlotte, Ivy, and Milo Grohl Everett, Ava, Hallie, Sadie, and Jack Vedder

[mrsjoeelliott]

Ladies and gentlemen! 

The sequel to ‘That Thing You Do!’ is going live in the next five minutes. Once it is up, I’ll post a link in my master list! I hope you all enjoy it, as much as I did writing it.

Thank you!

[xtrashmammalstefx]

Hey, so I was touring around my tumblr and realized my list of who I can write about was very short and out-dated so I revamped it. I have gotten into more fandoms and have become obsessed with many different characters so...without furth a-fucking-do.

BORHAP: 

Joe Mazzello (duh)

Rami Malek

Gwilym Lee

Ben Hardy

THE DIRT:

Nikki Sixx

Douglas Booth

Tommy Lee

MGK

Mick Mars

Iwan Rheon

PALAYE ROYALE:

Remington Leith

Emerson Barrett

Samuel Larsen

UMBRELLA ACADEMY:

Diego Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Robert Sheehan

STAR WARS:

Anakin Skywalker

Poe Dameron

Din Djarin

KINGSMAN:

Eggsy Unwin

Taron Egerton

Whiskey (yeah I’m in love with Pedro sue me!)

QUEEN:

Freddie Mercury

Brian Harold May

Roger Meddows Taylor

John Richard Deacon

TEEN WOLF:

Stiles Stilinski

Scott McCall

Derek Hale

Peter Hale

Jordan Parrish

Stuart Stilinski

Thomas Stilinski (I am obsessed with this canon universe where Stiles is a triplet)

Dylan O’Brien

Tyler Posey

IT CHAPTER 2:

Bill Denbrough

Eddie Kaspbrack

Stanley Uris

Ben Hanscom

DETROIT BECOME HUMAN:

Connor the Android sent by Cyberlife

Until Dawn:

Josh Washington

HARRY POTTER:

Harry Potter

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Bill Weasley

Cedric Diggory

Draco Malfoy

Sirius Black (Marauder era)

Remus Lupin (Marauder era)

Regulus Black (Marauder era)

MARVEL:

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes 

Tony Stark

Peter Parker

Loki Laufeyson/Odinson

Charles Xavier (James McAvoy version)

Alex Summers

Hank McCoy

Peter Maximoff

Warren aka Angel

Chris Evans 

Sebastian Stan

Tom Holland

Tom Hiddleston

Joaquin Torres

Druig

DC:

Aquaman

Barry Allen (Grant Gustin)

Dick Grayson

Beast Boy

MISC:

Thomas Brodie-Sangster

Matthew Gray-Gubler

Dr. Spencer Reid

Boo Boo Stewart

Tate Langdon

Michael Langdon

Richard Ramirez (AHS! NOT THE REAL DUDE!)

Timothee Chalamet

Ben Barnes

Prince Caspian

Robert Pattinson

Nick Robinson

Austin Abrams

Zak Bagans

Colby Brock

Elton Castee

Alex Wolff

Jughead Jones

Cole Sprouse

Sweet Pea (Riverdale)

Chloe Price (Life is Strange)

Pedro Pascal

Oscar "Spooky" Diaz

Mario Martinez

Julio Macias

Danny Ramirez

I will add more if I think of any but if you are interested in any of the above feel free to message me or drop a request in my ‘ask’. I will have them up in a giffy. Also let me know if you want fluff or smut or a mix of both. And for those of you wondering...yeah I’m still working on the Queen Repertoire series I just have hardcore writers block. Anyway I will leave y’all to it. Byeee!!!

[thisisthestoryofanotherus]

Can you do a one-shot where the reader was born in 1996 and she’s the daughter of Nikki Sixx and Brandi Brandt and is the bassist and songwriter of Wallows and is best friends with her bandmates Dylan Minnette, Braeden Lemasters, and Cole Preston and she helps 5sos write songs for the album Calm and starts dating Ashton and the fans go nuts (in the good way) with shipping?

Wow this is very specific!... uhhh I’m honestly still trying to finish crash and burn and I honestly don’t know how quickly I could get this done!! I mean I could put it in my to do list but if you don’t want to wait might want to reach out to another writer...

I hope this doesn’t seem mean but like my motivation is just 📉 if you know what I mean... I’m sorry... THANK YOU THO!! If you want something quick like a reaction tho I might be your girl!!

Cool you wanna include Wallows tho!! They’re great! I’ve had are you bored yet on all my playlists!!