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ily nikki sixx come home nikki sixx

HE KNOWS

YOU ARE SO UNDERRATED I SWEARRR.

If request are open, wound you mind doing a small fic where Hobie is in love with spidey ! y/n but they are still blocked in the past, mssing the people they lost as their canon event. Soo Hobie just comforts them and tries to make y/n see the good parts of the present...that mostly it's Hobie's presence.

THANK YOUUU, REMEMBER TO NOT OVERWORK YOURSELF AND TO TAKE CARE OF YOU !!

𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐇 𝐈𝐌 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐋𝐘 💋.

OFC I CAN!! TYSM FOR REQUESTING !

𝐙𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐞 ’s note 1: btw if this wasn’t what u wanted ‘m SO sorry

𝐙𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐞 ’s note 2: (British slang) pillock = idiot

*reblogs, notes n comments are much appreciated >O<!!*

A Little Of Cheering Up From Hobie Brown ! ☆

You’ve been a spider for a while at this point, about a year, meaning your cannon event had already happened. No matter how many days or months passed you were still blocked in the past, still missing everybody that you had lost because of it.

Not too long after becoming a spider though, you started talking to this guy named Hobie Brown. A British punk who loves to talk and joke around with you. He’s with you almost everywhere you are just to hang out with you more. You guys were best friends! well..Hobie thought differently.

not too long after talking to you, he knew then and there he liked- no. loved you. You were just so full of energy and you guys practically liked the same thing. How could he not? You were perfect in his eyes.

One day once you had woken up and started to brush your teeth to get ready for the day, all the memories of your loved ones you lost in your cannon event started to flood in and before you knew it- tears started to flow down your cheeks. You finished up brushing your teeth before setting your toothbrush down and walking back to your bed to continue to cry.

You stayed in your bed crying like that all day long. You didn’t go to the spider society or even answer any calls or messages you may have gotten.

Even hobies.

This rubbed him the wrong way and got a gut feeling to check up on you. He would rather be yelled at for barging in your home then get a message that something bad has happened to you.

He tapped a few buttons on his watch, opening a portal to your dimension. He walked through and stepped on a random building before soon swinging from structure to structure, finding his way to your apartment.

Once he landed on the fire escape, like always, your window was open. Hed normally make a fuss about it but this but this time, he was actually relieved it was open. It was just easier to get in like this.

Hobie slowly started to open it before jumping through the window and taking his mask off with one hand as the other gently closed your window. He looked up and saw your shifting form covered in pounds of blankets before your head popped out of it to see who or what just closed your window.

“..Hobie?”

you muttered as one of your hands came up to your cheeks to wipe away some of the tears still left over.

“Hey luv, I jus’ came ‘ere to see if you were alrigh’ cuz I did’nt see you a’ the socie’y and you ‘avent answer anybody.”

He spoke softly before sitting at the edge of your bed next to you with a small smile on his lips, happy you were safe before noticing your slight red eyes in the dim lighting.

“Are you alrigh’?”

Hobie asks all concerned before shifting his face closer to yours to get a better look, his eyebrows slightly scrunching and his heart aching at the sight. He placed his hand on your knee as his smile from earlier started to slowly fade into a slight frown.

“..yeah, yeah ‘m fine.”

You respond back with a pitiful voice, your gaze shifting away from his.

“I know you’re no’, luv. Cmon..tell me wha’s up. I’ll listen.”

The corner of his lips started to shift upwards slightly as his face stayed close to yours, his thumb drawing circles on your knee.

Your lips quivered as you continued to look away from hobies eyes before taking a shaky breath and spilling everything to him. All the loved ones you had lost in your cannon event, how bad you still missed them and how you just couldn’t move on from them. You loved them too much to do so.

Hobie just sat there, listening along. He didn’t dare say a word before he knew you were completely done. You shedded a lot of tears as you told him your issue, so before you were almost done he put one of his hand behind your head and moved it towards his chest then wrapping his long arms around you. He rested his chin on top of your head and told you that everything was going to be okay while he swayed you slightly as you continued to cry and clutch onto his shirt like it was a lifeline.

Hobe just sat there hugging for for a while before moving away slightly and looking at your face, his smile coming back before his hands went to your cheeks to wipe your tears away.

“Hey. Cmon, let go, yeah? Well have a lil feil’ trip.”

He stood up from your bed before reaching his hand out for you to take so he could pull you up from your bed and swing around your dimension.

You didn’t want to go. All you wanted was to stay in bed crying and rotting away, but the smile on his lips and the look in his eyes just made you reach your hand out and hold his.

“There you go. Get your spider suit on and lets go now, hmm?”

His smile still present on his lips as he walked over to your closet, taking out your spider shit before handing it to you. After a moment of looking at it and back at him, you grabbed it making Hobie happy you agreed.

Hobie turned around with his hands shoved in the pockets of his vest whilst you change from your at home clothes to your suit to give you a bit of privacy. Once you had finished he turned around and looked you up and down before meeting your gaze.

“Lookin’ good as eva.”

He grinned before removing one of his hands from his pocket and messing your hair up a bit, earning a groan from you as you tried to remove his hand away from your hair. This just made Hobie snicker at your response before grabbing your wrist and head to your window, opening it up and help you jump through it as you both stood on your fire escape.

You guys then started to swing from building to building through your city with hobie doing some tricks here and there before looking back at you, even with the mask on you just knew he was smirking at you as if he was challenging you. You hummed with a brown raised before doing some tricks of your own like doing a backflip mid-air then letting yourself fall super close to the ground before shooting a web at some random billboard just in time before your body could hit the ground.

This, of course, made hobies heart drop to his stomach. His eyes on his mask winded when he saw you almost hit the ground before sighing a relief once you shot your web. He looked back over at you with his head shaking as a chuckle left his lips.

You guys just swung around your dimension visiting random places both of you could find, going to your favorite places, exploring, stealing stuff..

It was just all fun!

Lastly, to end the night, you guys sat shoulder to shoulder on a rooftop of some random skyscraper. You two had the perfect view of your city, the sky changing colors from a pink fading into orange to a deep blue since it was almost night time. While you both sat there, you guys were talking about whatever came to mind as you ate food Hobie bought from your favorite deli.

“You see? The people you lost in your cannon even’, you’ll miss ‘em sure, but you’ll always remember ‘em. Can’t jus’ always hold onto the past, luv. There’s always somethin’ to look forward to, like all that fun we had earlier. Am I right?”

He asked with a smirk with his face just inches from yours with his hand finding your knee once more, his thumb drawing lines on it.

You looked down at the streets filled with cars before letting out a sigh.

“..yeah, you’re right.”

You responded, a smile finding its way to your lips when you looked back at Hobie. You two just sat there, looking into each others eyes for what felt like forever before his face started to move closer to yours. He glanced down at your lips before wetting his lips with his tongue.

Then soon enough, you felt his pierced lips on yours.

The hand that was on your knee was now holding your chin to bring your face impossibly closer. The more the kiss continued, the more it progressed. Your tongues exploded each others mouths when one of your hands coming up to hold his cheek.

After a good minute or so you both reluctantly pulled away with Hobie cursing out the human bodys need of oxygen. He smiled as he placed his forehead on yours while whispering an

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Hobart.”

You responded, your words being laced with a giggle with Hobie squinting his eyes at you and his eyebrow raising.

“Oi shut up you pillock.”

Hobie chuckled after a moment before his lips crashed with yours once more.

silly aaah nikki

GOD HE LOOKS SOOO GOOD I LOVE MY HISABND

Nikki Sixx gifs 😫

They’re me entire life

I love them sm

life sucks but at least there's daydreaming about rockstars :)

omfg no way this shit is $449. this shit pisses me off so much wtf

Not the "people before profit" patch jacket being $449, fast fashion is fucking beyond satire at this point

OH KT GOD ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS THIS IS SO FUCKITNG GOOD HOLT SHIT

(IM THAT CLOSE FRIEND BYW.)

JESUSSS CHRIST.

the vampirism got to me!!! — enjoy a drabble of vampire satoru feeding from you! . . . reblogs are super appreciated! | nsfw themes are hinted at, beware! kinda requested by a close friend :))

“satoru,” you whispered, feeling his lips graze your skin. the skin of your neck was delicate, soft. soft enough to skin his teeth in, to puncture it, to dig deep.

a hum left the man that towered you, both hands held your biceps, keeping you secure in his hold.

satoru was teasing himself, letting himself enjoy your warmth against his cool body, listening to the blood rush through your body. smelling the sweet scent of you. it was killing him.

the hunger he felt deep within him, his stomach churning and knotting up, wanting substance. wanting blood, wanting your blood.

your head was moved to the side, giving him better access to your neck. tonight you were a sleeveless shirt, one that had your neck on full display. just how satoru liked it, he liked seeing your delicate skin exposed.

pressing more kisses on your skin, satoru took in a deep breath, enjoying the sweet smell of your essence. “ready?” he whispered against your skin. you nodded, inviting him in.

at your approval, he groaned, his jaw opening as his fangs ached to dig into your skin, and then, they did.

satoru’s fangs punctured your skin, tearing away at the layers of flesh, sinking into your jugular just like that the blood started to seep out.

with a deep groan, satoru started to suck on the wound, swallowing back the warm blood that seeped out of you.

you could only moan, after so long, you’ve gotten used to the feeling — the feeling of his fangs digging deep down within your neck. to the point it’s pleasuring. you’ve come to wait for days like these, days were satoru looks pale, where he stares at you with dilated eyes. hungry eyes. ones that wanted nothing more than to rip your human body apart, and you let him.

you let him feed from you without issue.

it’s a benefit for you both. you enjoyed it, the feeling he gave you, and he would be satisfied. there’s a side of you that was happy that he picked you to feed from — out of anyone else, it was you.

satoru’s grip on you tightened, his sucking in your wound got stronger and the initial pain lessened to a dull throbbing ache.

he groaned, moaning as he savored the metallic flavor that hit his tongue. the thick liquid make him feel like he was euphoric, he could feel the blood sliding down his chin. he wasn’t a very clean feeder.

your body ached from this mix of both pleasure and pain, a masochist’s dream. you could feel your body reacting to his touch, a warm feeling building between your legs, a subtle ache that made your hips twitch as you clenched your thighs.

this didn’t go unnoticed.

satoru’s grip tightened, to the point it hurt.

he could feel it, smell it, the sweet scent mixed with a twinge of need.

pulling away from your neck momentarily, satoru licked your puncture wounds, greedily licking up any blood that slipped out.

he moved his grip, bending down to grip your thighs before pulling you up, rising you from your feet before pressing you against the cold wall.

your lidded gaze focused on satoru as he stared down at you, a small smile came to his lips, his lips bloodied. licking his bottom lip, he licked up the small patches of blood.

“look at you,” he sighed, “turned on already, you’re such a masochist, you know that right?” satoru purred as he leaned in, resting his forehead against yours before pressing a gentle kiss on your plush lips.

nodding your head slowly, your head felt fuzzy. “yeah?” he hummed, pushing you up on the wall to steady you before leaning down to your neck, “you like it when i dig my fangs into you?” he teased, licking your tender wound.

“mhmm,” you moaned, holding onto him.

“it’s okay, baby. i’m not done.”

LETS FUCKING GOO FIANLLT A GENDERFLUID READER AND WITH MY COMFORT CHARACTER ⁉️⁉️⁉️ BEST THING EVER.

HIII i actually have a request if u do genderfluid readers 😋😋 if u do could you do something with the reader not being out yet so when they stare at a dude hobie kinda assumes the worse ?? then they gotta explain they wanna BE him not WITH him yk

bonus if reader is constantly presenting very fem so its a bit of a surprise idk thank u 🤞🤞🤞

hii angel! of course I can do that, I hope this does my genderfluid babes justice <3 afab!genderfluid!reader x unlabed hobie?? he fws what he fws, anxiety on hobs part, gender envy on yours, albeit bad descriptors of being genderfluid? I'm trying. he thinks you're cheating/losing interest, british grammar???

You're out on a walk with Hobie, him wanting to take you to his favourite punk shops - buying you whatever you liked from in there cause he's just happy you're liking his style. You're all skirts and blouses - but you don't always want to be that. Sometimes you like it, sometimes it makes you want to crawl out of your own skin because you want to be more masculine that day, week, however long, but you're limited. Baggy clothes just won't cut it anymore.

So, whilst you were sat on a bench, enjoying your food with Hobie and you saw a boy walk past who is just radiating gender envy into you, your eyes stayed glued to him. They way his clothes can be stuck to him with no chest in the way, his hair short but fluffy, his rings decorating his slender, short nailed fingers, Hobie notices. He noticed your lack of response to what he had said before, he looked at you. Then looked where you were looking, his brows pinching together. He then watched you stare at this guy with so much intensity, it's as if he wasn't here at all.

"Wha' Ya know 'im?" He asked, still staring at you and your body language, a familiar unease bubbling in his stomach from the last experiences he's had with unfaithful girlfriends.

"Huh? Oh..no, no I don't." You said, finally taking your eyes off him and making eye contact with your now unhappy, nervous boyfriend.

"Oh? Why you starin' like tha', then?" He grabbed the drink out you lap, taking a long sip of it whilst staring at you over the bottle. His throat feels dry. Is the bottle shaking? Why are his hands shaking?

"I liked..his tee shirt. It had a cool band on it." You lied through your teeth, and Hobie could tell. He slightly shifted in his seat, deciding to leave this little problem for when you were back at his flat.

"Aight.." He shrugged, putting all your stuff into a bag. "C'mon, les do the res' of the shops before they close." He mumbled as he stood up, and you were expecting him to take your hand, but he didn't, now giving you the uneasy feel of dread in the bottom of your stomach. What had you done? The rest of the walk around was mainly quiet, Hobie only making a few comments here and there, but he never actually spoke first. He was just replying to you. You walked back to his flat in the quiet, your hands in the pocket of his jacket he let you wear once it got cold. He's upset but you're still his girl. Are you his girl?

You furrowed your brows, trying to figure out where you went wrong this afternoon. You guys were having such a good time, 'why did he go quiet? Did he want the last cookie you took? No, he wouldn't get upset over something as silly as that. Did he not like the drink you chose? He drank it, it couldn't of been that bad. Why did he start asking about that guy that walke pas- oh fuck. He thinks I was checking him out. Fuck, fuck! how could you be so stupid? He sees his girlfriend starin' at a guy of course he's gonna assume that! How do I tell him I want to be him? Not be with him?'

You enter the flat behind him, shutting the door quietly behind you and taking off your shoes. You watch him wall over to his sofa, sitting himself down with a sigh before looking over to watch you. Seeing the worry and guilt etched onto your face, he spoke up.

"Ya' aight, doll?" He asked, almost in a whisper, not really wanting you to reply.

"We needa talk." You said, walking over towards him. He felt his heart drop, feeling like all his fears were coming true in one afternoon. He crossed his arms defensively over his chest, giving a small nod.

"Go on." He glanced off to the side.

"That guy today? I wasn't...I didn't check him out." You said, sitting in the armchair just opposite him, fiddling with your rings.

"Wha' was tha', then? Hm? 'Cause it certainly looked like you was checkin' 'im out." He said almost roughly, the tone making you wince. He's getting defensive, that's understandable.

"No, love - I wasn't. I..fuck. This is going to sound insane, and you're probably gonna feel differently once I say it but I have to say it, I do, i-"

"So say i'." He interrupted you, narrowing his eyes slightly, frowning.

"I...I didn't want to be with him- I just...I wanted to..be him." You admitted quietly, looking down at your hands. He paused, his frown growing but now in confusion. What?

"You...wanna be a boy?" He asked slowly and carefully.

"No- well, yeah. But only sometimes. I feel more masculine than I do feminine some days, but I've been unable to express that. So what you were seeing wasn't attraction, it was envy. Envy that he could look so boyish without even trying, just putting on clothes, not trying to be masculine." You huffed, your voice slightly saddened. Hobie was probably gonna feel completely different about you now.but it's better than him thinking you were going to cheat someday.

He stayed eerily quiet, staring at you. Studying you. Was that true? he couldn't tell. He's leaning more towards yes, though. Nobody would be this worried about this eccentric of a lie.

"Aight..'ow long 'ave you felt this way?" He carefully asked, sitting more upright.

"Since I was a kid, really. I only just realised recently what it was, though. My "tomboy" phase. When I started developing 'n' my clothes got baggier as my chest got bigger, but then I'd wear low cut things, I-..I'm sorry you only just found out - that I only just told you. I didn't know how to approach it, y'know? It's not an easy subject to come by. Hey it's your girlfriend, I sometimes don't wanna be your girlfriend cause I wanna be your boyfr-" He cut your rambling off by pressing a sweet kiss to your lips, his hand on your cheek. He brushed your hair behind your ear, pulling away from they kiss.

"Ay, listen. Tha's fine. I don' see ya any differently. Ya still the love of my life, yeah? Don' worry 'bout it, luv.If you wan', ya can have a bunch of my old clothes, for when ya feel like a lad. Can help you make fits." He comforted you, bringing you closer to him.

"Jus' tell me when ya' start feelin' like tha', yeah? I wouldn't wanna do sum' that makes my love uncomfortable." He said to you, kissing your cheek softly, then your temple, then your forehead. You smile, feeling like you could just cry from how accepting he was of that, of you.

"You'd really do that for me?" You mumbled, making him nod instantly.

"Of course, baby."

"And you don't feel any differently towards me?"

"No' in the sligh'est."

"You still love me?"

"I love you even more each second. Tha' ain't gon' change. I fell in love wit' ya, darlin'. Ain't gonna care 'bout you wantin' to be like that sometimes. Jus' means you can be like me." He smiled, kissing all over your face in-between his words, really wanting you to know he means that. You couldn't help it, a stray tear rolled down your cheek. And he wiped it away immediately.

"Nah, don' cry, my love. 'Cause then you're gon' make me cry." He mumbled, his hand sliding through your hair and to the back of your head, bringing you closer and kissing you again, sweetly and softly. You returned the kiss, of course. He gave you a few more quick kisses, before pulling away, his hand staying put.

"You wan' go pick sum aftershave ou' from my collection?" He offered.

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I really hope I did the genderfluid community justice with this one! I'm so sorry if I didn't get something right about it, I did look some stuff up, but still <3 thank you so much for such a cute request, and if it was up to your standards and you wanna request again, feel free! <3

How the hell did this get more likes than the actual writing. Smh

might cook up Vampire!Eric Draven x Reader soon..

Ugh I love my husband

(HERE!!!)

I saw clip of axl falling on stage at his age and no one said a word

I KNOW.

I Saw the clip of him falling a few days ago (I think) and was so confused when everybody was taking a fat dookie on Vince for falling but Axl literally did the same thing and nobody said ANYTHING about it??

What the fuck!