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Everyone is like “Michael.. Michael are u sure that’s a good idea..”
beautiful men who play bass 𓂃˖ ࣪⊹
‘The lamp is low.’
Razzle Dingley x Reader.
➜A/N: if you don’t want to read anything sad my fellow loved ones, I suggest you not to read this :). @nenynrawrites ! Razzle Fic is here. Thank you for writing a fic based off the Razzle series, I’ll try my best to get back to it. That was really sweet and I’m still happy💕🥹.
➜Word count: I hate math
➜⚠︎︎Warnings: schizophrenia , pills, Halloween , distorted things , death , cords , bandages . (If there’s more please let me know!) ‼️‼️PLEASE DONT DRINK AND DRIVE‼️‼️
➜Summary: It’s been a while since Razzle had mailed you back. All of a sudden he randomly shows up and everything turns back to normal, except for the lamp.
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The lamp is low.

The flowers are dead.
The clouds are grey.
The grass is red.
Your Table is Empty, Plenty chairs to go. Your plate in front of you is full with all you can eat, yet you don’t have the appetite — but the energy to pick at it with distraught and confusion.
You colored hues look at the small lamp that lights the dark kitchen. To your left is a muddy — wet — rainy day.
It’s time for bed.
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It’s 11:45AM. Sitting on your bed with your feet dangling off, as the sunray of sunlight hit your back, reflecting a bright light. You look at the lamp on your dresser.
You then pull the string of the lamp, turning it on.
‘Click.’
You open the top drawer of your mini brown dresser and pull out a piece of paper and a red pen. Now beginning — to write a letter.
‘Dear Razzle,
If you can reach out to me, please do. It’s been 2 days. Or maybe more.
-your best buddy Y/N :)’
Along with a stick figure on the bottom right, of you and him. You trance your way down the stairs before throwing on your yellow house shoes to get the mail delivered.
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It’s been 5 hours.
It’s now 4:20pm.
Boredom. You reach for your phone just right on time.
‘Ding!’
Notification, Mavirus.
“Hm?” Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. You then open the message with your scrawny fingers, that could possibly show the bones under.
It read,
‘Man, we haven’t kicked it in a while, do you want to today? Maybe? The friends and others are here ;)’
You didn’t mind, who would you bother now?
You went to shower and to brush your teeth, and later head to the park.
Fun right?
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Right?
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Day 3.
no letter back. The lamp is still lit in your bed room, a waiting for another letter.
It’s daily usage is running out like a person with no fuel.
No sounds, just birds tweeting and feet shuffling to the counter.
You pour your favorite box of cereal and milk, then sit in your designated seat.
To glance up at the lamp.
The lamp is low.
The lamp — is low.
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Brushing your teeth you hear the front door open. Familiar foot steps are shuffling through the house to find you.
“Mornin’ Mate! Brushin’ your teeth ay’? I found this really cool Magazine — what do ya think about it?”
Razzle then shoved them magazine to your chest with no such force, but wearing a giddy silly smile that anyone would lable ‘stupid’
You stop brushing your teeth while the other free hand, grabs at the thick texturized but thin layered magazine.
“Huh? It says nothing but ‘Razzle’? I don’t get it.”
“— What do you mean you don’t get it? It says my name, Oi. People know me out there like before! Cool ainnit? Maybe you can be well known too, just know the world first. Gotta say you’re a bit boring.”
You raise an eyebrow at him suspicious and with a facial expression of someone who said something entirely too dumb but too obvious.
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Laying on your perfect felt and fit sized bed, with Razzle at the right end of it.
Plucking at your guitar, you play a sweet but memorizing tune. Something that could calm your nerves.
Looking at the dresser for a couple of seconds, and back To Razzle, who’s tracing weird shapes with his fingers with one eye closed.
“You never got my letter did you?” Biting the side of your cheek. Hoping he could recall when you sent that letter out.
“Letter, I haven’t received a letter from you. When was it written or delivered?”
Right, you haven’t went to the nearest post office to ask for it to get delivered. Instead you threw it in your mail. Which resulting in your delivering the same paper you ought to write for Razzle, back to you.
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“New arcade open, down to go? It’s around the corner..” The drummer begin playing with a blue pen, twirling it around his finger as if it was a drum stick, a habit he had picked up.
“I’m down if it’s with you.” Gently sifting your guitar down, to lay your hands on the bed and give him a smile.
Razzle was like your second piece, he made you whole. Without him, there actually wouldn’t be much to laugh about, talk about, and cry about.
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7pm had struck quickly. Time seems to go by fast. Now it’s time to go home. You both were full off of food, sweets and drinks —- maybe laughter.
“That wasn’t t’bad yeah? Maybe going outside and exploring could do you some good.” Dingley commented , slurping on his blue freezie.
He’s right, going outside with friends isn’t as bad as you thought. You just weren’t prepared.
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It’s been three months, you and Razzle had been hanging out like two strangers at a bar. Non-stop.
The lamp is low
The flowers are alive
The clouds are white
The grass is green
Life is life.
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A knock was sounded on your glass window on the Halloween night. You move the black and orange curtains to the side before seeing your best buddy, Razzle! :)
He blows on the window , creating fog before writing
‘Come trick or treat with me!’
“Aren’t we a bit too old?”
‘There’s no age limit on going to get candy on Halloween :(‘
He blew away the previous writing, blew more fog to create another writing.
How can you say no. You grab your bucket that mysteriously matches
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“It’s cold out here ainnit?” Your best buddy pretends as if he turned into ice.
“As much as I love you, please — cut out the embarrassing antics Raz”
“Why?”
“Because it’s embarrassing”
“Why?”
“Nevermind..”
— A teenager then bumped into your causing some of your Candy to spill.
“Watch it, freak.” The average teen spat as his group of friends laughed, who were dressed like skeletons, band members, serial killers and all.
Sigh.. teenagers..
“That was one way to put it, why don’t you say something? — Oi, watch we’re you going! Ye bumped into us first ya git!”
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“Two more houses isn’t bad, cmon mate!” He pleaded and pleaded until you turned in.
“Fine fine, Two more. Don’t take forever either.” Huffing, crossing your arms you watch him run off to Another house like a kid on their own.
How this man could act of as a child, it was very enduring.
You begin to feel dizzy and a bit nauseous, taking a seat on the side walk , closing you eyes and breathing in the cool fresh air for a couple of minutes.
Everything slowly begin to close around you, noise, people, everything…
“You alright mate?”
Your eyes then shoot open to see Dingley standing there with wide eyes of shock and confusion, his lips slightly parted before giving a dimpled-sweet smile.
Knowing that you’re okay, the glint in his eyes shine more.
Then he offers to help you up— which now results into you both going back home.
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“Finally, home sweet home..” The warmth of the house perfectly hitting both yours and Razzle’s skin, kicking off your shoes next to Razzle’s and putting your bucket across his.
His back facing the lamp as his hands lay on the pumpkin plastic bucket.
“Ready?”
“Wait—“ Walking to the cabinet to take your medicine for schizophrenia. You then pop the pill in your mouth with water, looking down and now you’ve reached your bucket.
Tipping it over, you realize Razzle hasn’t tipped his over.
Looking up,
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He wasn’t there.
schizophrenia has the peaks.
He was one of them.
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Waking up to a bright light and your head pounding. Bandages and cords were coving most of your body. Your leg was in a cast and people — such as nurses and friends were watching over you.
“What happened..” your throat scratched our, leaving your to wince at the absence of water and the feeling of an extreme dry throat.
“You were in a car crash containing a drunk driver, Vince.”
Waking up completely, you look around for Razzle to find any source to see if he was okay.
“Razzle died.”
The lamp ahead of you started to look distorted and weird.
‘The lamp is low.’
Part two of the poly hanoi rocks fic is coming 🥹
Hello Hun’s. Again I’m back and I’m taking requests! I’ll try to get o them as fast as I can but if not, trust, I’ll get to them later sometimes this month hopefully :). Stay safe!
should I make a pt 2 of “Could Have Better Days”??👀👀👀
P!Hanoi Rocks x Reader
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─── ⋆⋅🎸⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅🎩⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅🎤⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅🎸⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅🎸⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ –
Title: “Could Have Better Days”
Summary: Sucks to be stuck inside one nasty gloomy day instead of complaining about not going out or whatsoever. You and your boyfriends decide to spice things up with a game of ‘Never have I Ever’.
Parings: Michael monroe x Reader, Andy Mccoy x Reader, Nasty (Jan) x Reader, Sami yaffa x Reader, Razzle Dingley x Reader.
Word count: How do you count words. I don’t have the patience.
Warning: Alcohol, misspelling (youch..), Drinking, Weird questions, It’s Never Have I Ever, whatcha expect??, Crack Energy, One, maybe two, gets drunk, weed, cigs, any gender of your choice, cussing, Poly.
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Who know you would allegedly be dating those weird boys from Hanoi rocks?? How did this even happen?? Well that’s a question only you, can answer.
APRIL 15th, 1982. 11:45AM
The gloomiest day of Gloomy.
You couldn’t possibly blame others for not wanting to associate with society today. I mean, it’s pouring rain, rain.
Theres nothing wrong with the rain, if you’re a rain lover. It’s just there was mud and ponds everywhere. Who wanna get their shoes wet over rain?? Nobody, I hope.
Out of boredom, all of you guys decide to watch TV, something random.
Or that’s what you thought.
“A’right, who has my fuckin cig!” McCoy voiced, rushing down stairs. Noise could be heard as he came down rushing through the living room.
His black hat, red thin silky shirt, black pants and any other clothing item that caught his eye, making him stand out.
“Raz’ ya seen my cig mate?” Andy then leaned over the black couch where Sami, on Razzle’s left, Razzle in the middle, And Nasty all sat.
“Not at all mate! Have ya considered checking those pocket o’yours yeah?? $20 it’s n’ there” The drummer smirk in amusement, as he hold his ringed hand out that also resembled multi-colored nail polish on his fingers.
The questioned man then checked his pockets so eagerly, just to find the pack of cigs in there. He then pull them out as if it was a pocket knife.
Pulled one, and lit it. Smoke soon then fill the air as he inhaled the smoke and blew it in Sami’s face.
“You did that on purpose.” The bassist spoke, with a slight irritational frown.
Razzle and Andy then laughed in sync, also in amusement. “Oh don’t be such a buzz killer. A little smoke won’t hurt.” Andy smirked as he then passed it to Razzle.
“Waiting’ for my $20..” Dingley spoke in a singing tune.
“We didn’t shake on it, no?” A smirk could then form on Nasty’s face. Who’s been listening in the conversation along with Michael and Sami.
“Does that truly matter anyways?? $20 is $20.”
“Where did you come from”
“Where do I always come from??”
Razzle then side-eyed you in response. IT was his turn to blow the smoke in your face.
He did so, which caught of guard. When you was supposedly watching michael fix his blonde unique hair.
“Really??” You huffed as you crossed your arms. “That’s what I said!!” Sami then chimed in, the same expression as you. It then go quiet.
“What?” He then said. “And I’ll do it again” McCoy then laughed.
“Whatever” you and Sami say in unison.
APRIL 15th, 1982. 2:30PM
The rain began to take over heavier, leading thunderstorms here and there. Some catching you all off guard.
Michael sits on the couch, above Nasty who’s sitting on the ground, letting Michael style his hair.
“Your hair is soft luv, what do you use??” The lead singer Asked the man.
“Water, shampoo and conditioner”
“I know that, everybody does, hopefully but the brand ya use—“ He then get cut off.
“How about a game of Neva’ Have I Eva’ with booze mates!! With money or no?? Aye we can take shots! Maybe drink the whole bottle!! Who’s down!!”
The drummer then pace down stairs with a mischievous grin on his face, his cute deep dimples wearing it off. Making him look nothing but innocent.
“Booze sounds like too much” Nasty chimed in.
“Exactly, the last time we did it, we had to lock you n’ Andy in a room for almost 5 hours.” Michael groaned, like a mother scolding her children.
“No biggie, that was nothing!”
“You literally broke the TV last time by tripping over Andy.” Sami then say as he was fixing his black messy hair in the mirror, not bothering to turn to face anybody.
“I second that.” You commented, with your feet kicked up on the table. Your mix matched socks wearing out.
“I don’t third that.” Andy walked into the living room, fixing his pants and later buckling his belt up again, that matches Razzle.
Razzle and Michael gave him a knowing look, as Sami, You, and Nasty, all looked disappointed.
“Can a man not take a piss yea??”
“Sureeee” Razzle waved him off dragging the ‘Sure’ in a teasing matter.
“Fuck off” Andy then flip him off, as everybody else laughs.
“I guess we can play” Nasty stated. With two pig tails in his hair from Michael’s work.
“You look all cute don’t cha’” The proud, noisy drummer smiled.
“You look disturbing.”
“When can you ever be nice” Michael and Sami both scold. Andy then shrug in response as he put out the cigarette he’s smoked again. The pack almost gone.
APRIL 15th, 1982. 5:04PM.
“Never have I ever, said the wrong thing at the wrong time.” Michael then questioned, his pink sunglasses glammin’.
Razzle, You, Sami and Andy all take shots.
“I was drunk off m’ass okay?? An old man approached me and told me his wife was in the nursing home! And I winded up saying “congratulations mate!!” Out loud!” Dingley then confessed.
“Wow..” You chimed in. All four of you all, now taking shots.
“Jeez, this is strong.” Yaffa winced.
Michael and Nasty then snicker.
“Never have I ever gotten into a brawl.”
Andy then take a shot, So did, of course. Razzle.
“You guys are something else” you spoke out loud.
“Some punk spilt beer on my clothes! I told him if he ever tries me again, I’m shoving the whole bottle up his ass. And that night the police got called.”
“Oh yea, then I had to come to the scene” Michael spoke, his blue eyes widening a little. He then raise his sunglasses up to set them on top of his frizzy hair. After, puckering his lips.
“Yea, shit was crazy!”
“Alright, my turn” Sami cleared his throat.
“Neva’ Have I Eva’ kissed, dated, or slept with someone and kept it a secret?” He then exclaimed, setting down his card and looking around.
He himself, then take a shot, so has Michael, Nasty, let’s just say everyone.
“Mines was an On N’ Off relationship so” Andy waved liked it was nothing, then lighting a joint.
“Oh? Same?” Monroe questioned a little.
“I never expected that to come from someone like you.” Stenfors provoked as he turned his head to Michael with an almost, shocked look.
Who would’ve knew Michael could have any girl he want?? Many thought he was guy, by his looks, or many mistakes him as a girl.
“I don’t think anybody did mate..” Razzle spoke, his words slurring as his cheeks flush due to being intoxicated.
“Jeez man you’re gone..” McCoy laughed at the sight. He was gone too, from being high AND drunk.
“Aye, Y/N luv, you should try this yea??” He then stick out the blunt their direction. With a confident smile.
You then shake you head no automatically, the drinks were enough, so why get high as well?? You’ll probably go crazy..
APRIL 15th, 1982. 5:20PM
Infact you are now. You’re now high and drunk off your ass, running around got nothing to lose.
Razzle and Andy snickering in the background, as Michael shakes his head and get up to stop you from causing more chaos. Nasty and Sami watching with confusion and a straight face.
“I think it was a bad idea t’influence them with a joint.” Monroe confessed as he looked at the drummer and guitarist. His hair flowing the same direction.
“They seem alright to us, right Raz??”
“Bloody hell they’re gone!” He lets out a dry mask.
Bottles smashing in the background could be heard, due to your antics. You then bounce and hop from couch or any other surface you can manage to land on without breaking a bone.
This has now became a cat and mouse chase between You and Michael.
You then take cover behind Nasty and Sami. Believing you couldn’t be found, which was a lie.
“A’right it’s time to go to bed yea??” Monroe then grabbed you.
“But whyyy..” You protested with a whine, then letting yourself fall to the floor.
“Out of every other days. You choose this day to be a crazy one.” Sami said as he raised his eyebrows, flipping his hair out of his face.
“Could have better days..”
“Key word, Could” Nasty chimed in, finishing his cigarette and putting it in the ash tray.
APRIL 15th, 1982. 11:56PM
It is officially bed time for everybody. This day has been a tough one, for Michael Atleast, and maybe Sami. Who knows if Nasty was annoyed as well.
Everybody is slowly drifting off to sleep. First was Sami, Then Razzle, Then Nasty, Andy, You and lastly Michael.
Maybe you all could have better days without booze and going crazy.
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A/N: this was fun to write. Honestly. Hope you all like it, take care!
Peak, Hanoi rocks x reader poly?? Yea??? No. Oh okay, I'll delete my whole account then💔.
I am not ok, I've listened to "Tragedy" by Hanoi Rocks 62 times.
Making a Hanoi Rocks gc👀. Who wanna join??
Discord: @taste.your.death.
𖦹𓏵ִ ࣪𖤐⭐️ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴍɪᴄʜᴀᴇʟ ᴍᴏɴʀᴏᴇ'ꜱ ᴛᴡɪɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇ...
˚⋆𐙚｡ 𖦹.
⭐️--Doing everything together. EVERYTHING.
⭐️--You being the one to pull more pranks out of Mike, and Razzle and The others confusing mike for it.
⭐️-- "Y/N did you manage to put mayo in my toothpaste bottle?" And they glare daggers at mike.
⭐️-- "How would I be able to do that??"
⭐️--‼️‼️‼️ FASHION QUEENS‼️‼️‼️
⭐️-- you guys are better than any other siblings because you bith actually share clothes and accessories without arguing.
⭐️-- People think your style is more strange than Mike's because you LOVE to wear silly things.
⭐️-- "Why are you wearing bandages around your waist.."
⭐️-- "It's called fashion, honey."
⭐️-- TWIN TELEPATHY!!
⭐️-- you with speak at the same time almost all the time and it's lowkey funny and cool.
⭐️-- Michael thinks it's a flex for sure.
⭐️-- "Me and my sister/brother Y/N can speak at the same time any time, it's kinda cool right??"
⭐️--YOU BOTH HAVING GREAT TALENT.
⭐️-- The most sassy duo.
⭐️-- Going on a shopping spree 3x a week.
⭐️-- You getting lost.
⭐️-- "Where did Y/N go.." Sami Is stuck in question
⭐️-- "Where do they never go?" --Mike
⭐️-- "If I'm dying, you're dying with me" troupe
⭐️-- you and Michael are partners in crimes.
⭐️-- You once broke your right arm and got a yellow cast and Michael broke his left and got a orange one. You signed your name on his and he signed his on yours.
⭐️-- DISLIKING SOME FOODS HE HATE.
⭐️-- You hating coffee, but love tea (sorry if u like coffee)
⭐️--SAME MUSIC TASTE.
⭐️-- you being younger than him by 13 minutes but act the oldest.
⭐️-- "Mike come back around 7pm"
⭐️-- "You're younger than me."
⭐️-- "We don't count the lame 13 minutes😒."
⭐️-- He loves coloring books, you hate them.
⭐️-- The "too-much-of-the-details" make you lose motivation and energy.
⭐️-- "I don't wanna color this anymore."
⭐️-- "All you did was open the marker?"
⭐️-- Being his back up singer when he's sick‼️‼️
⭐️-- Michael feels as if he needs to try hard and you're like.. "Girl, bye.."
⭐️-- YOU CAN SING LIKE HIM‼️
⭐️-- Your hair is shorter than his by 1 inch.
⭐️-- you both like odd numbers.
⭐️-- YOU BEING A HEAVY DRINKER, MIKE, NO!!
⭐️-- ice skating queens‼️🙏
⭐️-- Except when you busted your buns, huns.
⭐️-- You being more bold than he is, not scared to shut something down if needed.
⭐️-- Someone once said you brother looks like a fag and you went off
⭐️-- GOING TO ARCADES WITH HANOI ROCKS!!
⭐️-- YOU AND RAZZLE AND MICHAEL BEING THE TOP 3 WINNERS.
⭐️-- At the end of the day you both are the world wide best set of twins, everybody loves, hates, adore, and wanna be
Out of boredom..(and not having no friends because I'm the number one loser roaming earth) anybody down to make a 'Hanoi Rocks' group chat!?
Hanoi rocks literally have a greater version of willy Wonka (Razzle). A stick with bacon wrapped around it (Sami). The kid from toy story (Andy). Ariana grande 1.0 (Michael). And a devastated looking pitbull with the sweetest heart. (Nasty)
Sami yaffa and his baby🎀
I wanna start a band.
Should I change my pfp into michael monroe, or stay as razzle??
Hi! I love your blog! I wanted to ask if it’s okay, what is your favorite Hanoi rocks song?
(Mine is 11th street kids)
Hi love!! I hope you're doing alright, better than me hopefully. (You can always message me). My favorite songs by Hanoi Rocks are
-Don't you ever leave me
-million miles away
-high school
-Buried alive !!
You know, I feel like Hanoi Rocks deserves more fanfics. Especially Razzle! Poor guy barely has any ☹️.
𝐇𝐮𝐡? 𝐎𝐡 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 :)
𐬽✿𐬾⇨𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎/𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄! 𝐌𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐢’𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞-𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫. (𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤)
𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑! 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐈 𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐒 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐚𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐲! 𝐓𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫, 𝐍𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬 “𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐙𝐋𝐄“ 𝐃𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐲.
𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐬, 𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐢 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬?
𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞!
𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐞.
🎧𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜, 𝐈 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐩 𝐦𝐮𝐳𝐢𝐜.
𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧! 𝐃𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲! 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 :).
𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞! 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬?
Sami Yaffa head cannons with a girlfriend who is basically the same height as him PLEASE 🙏🙏🙏🙏
Sami yaffa tall girlfriend headcannons!
A/n- i am so glad that im getting hanoi rocks requests, especially sami because he is my favourite to read for so I’m excited to write for him too‼️Thankyou so much for the request i deem us friends now and if you want to go by an emoji like some anons do feel free 🫶🏼🫶🏼
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Okay so this man is literally awestruck
He is proud to have you as a girlfriend and is so loving
If your going out to an event, and start to feel insecure because you feel as if you cannot wear heels, he notices something is up immediately
He nags at you until you tell him whats wrong, and when you finally do the look on his face is heartbreaking
Gives you puppy eyes and looks as if he’s just been kicked
Responds with something like:
“Sweetheart you think i care about your height?”
“You look gorgeous in anything and that means heels included!”
Always knows how to cheer you up
Loves it when you wear his clothes, not just because they’re his, but because they also happen to fit you amazingly
But this means you also often find articles of your clothing missing, and you always know the culprit
“Sami baby have you seen those pair of jeans i wore last week?”
Sami: eating a piece of toast while he slowly looks down at the jeans he is wearing, the very jeans you are looking for
“I don’t think so honey!”
When laid in bed with you, and you lay your head on his chest (or the other way around) he giggles about the fact your feet dangle off the edge of the edge of the bed bed (or his)
Is a leg guy, i mean that he thinks legs are sexy so its great you have a lot of them 🤷🏼♀️
When shopping for clothes with you, and he says you should get something, its mostly because he thinks you will look great in said item of clothing, but a little part of him wants to wear it too
Constantly compliments you
But he is a little shy so sometimes he’s really subtle about it
Comes up behind you and rests his chin on your shoulder when your doing literally anything
Always staring down people who look at you judgementally
If the press even dares to talk about your appearance in a negative way, he will stand up for you and make it clear to never talk about you again because ‘i’m gonna marry that girl!’
A/n- i hope this was okay for you!!! Please let me know if you want a part 2, and this goes to anyone: please don’t be shy to request anything, i am very happy to try my hardest in writing your ask 🫶🏼
Pumpkingut5’s masterlist!📸
Please request!
Guns n’ roses:
Axl rose:
Headcannons
Slash:
Nothing yet
Izzy stradlin:
Missing you
Steven adler:
Bored
Duff mckagan:
Whipped
Rockstar girlfriend headcannons
More than one band member:
Can i join?
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Mötley crüe:
Nikki sixx:
Nothing yet
Tommy lee:
Nothing yet
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Hanoi rocks:
Sami yaffa:
Tall girlfriend headcannons
Michael monroe:
Nothing yet
Nasty suicide:
Nothing yet
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Criminal minds:
Spencer reid:
Nothing yet
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A/n- i realise this looks like a pretty sad masterlist right now but i swear im working on it 😭😭( PLEASE send requests 🫶🏼 )
HANOI ROCKS MENTIONED AAAAAAA
EEEE I LOVE HANOI ROCKS, THEY’RE SO UNDERRATED
This literally made my day as I’ve had no one else respond to my post hahaha
Would you be interested if i posted sami yaffa headcannons within the next day? Because i would really enjoy doing so
In my head we are now great friends 🙃
Welcome to my blog!
I am relatively new to tumblr and i would love to have a chance to write for you guys, at the moment, i am willing to write for all of the people in the pictures above (but i might expand this list as the account grows).
I have no idea how to turn requests on, or if they are on already but i would love for you guys to send in your requests for me to write!
I am so excited to start this account and if you have any suggestions whatsoever i am very grateful to hear them 🫶🏼.
-pumpkingut5 ( 🎃 )
he' s so underrated
sami yaffa and michael monroe ♡
so i actually met sami yaffa and saw the michael monroe band live, i still cannot believe it happened.
sami was the kindest soul, I was so nervous but he was so sweet! the band was amazing, I’m so glad they were my first live show experience, something i will cherish.
i did get a photo with sami, but i won’t be posting it because im not one to show my face, im very private about that, its also something i cherish dearly.
