➳ this is for the soft dirty talk sentence starters. if you want to see me write one from this list, send me an ask with a character! :)<3
➳a/n:AHHGHH BRB I NEED A NIKKI SIXX IN MY LIFEEEEEEE. imagining this dude calling me “pretty girl” really isn’t helping me right now, so if you hear crying – it’s me.
➳pairing: The Dirt!Nikki Sixx / Nikki Sixx x Female!Reader
➳summary: When you and Nikki are offering one another words of affirmation, things that you love about the other, it’s something that Nikki says that kickstarts both of you into desiring a little fun on the couch.
➳warnings: smut, fingering, unprotected sex, Nikki freakin’ Sixx because he’s a warning in itself
➳prompts: “you make me smile … and also super horny, but that’s not the point.”
“I love the green in your eyes,” You said to your boyfriend as you placed your feet in his lap. You rubbed them together as he reached down and massaged your calves.
“I love how kind you are,” Nikki responded, offering you a grin. You giggled, tossing your head back as you thought of another affirmation.
“I love that you always play your songs for me before anyone else,” You smiled.
Nikki laughed. “I love how you’re always honest whether you think they’re shit.” He chuckled.
Smiling, you licked your lips. “You make me feel like a teenager,”
Nikki scoffed. “Is that a good thing?”
You nodded. “The best,” You smiled.
Nikki nodded. “You make me smile … and also super horny, but that’s not the point.” He responded, bringing your eyes to widen. You weren’t expecting that answer, although, with Nikki Sixx, you should’ve known the conversation would be flickered to sex at some point.
“Really? So, right now… With my feet in your lap, you’re horny?” You asked, making a point to rub your feet into his abdomen as you brought it across his clothed thighs. Nikki glanced between you and your lingering foot, his breath hitching.
“Yeah,”He responded. You giggled and suddenly lifted yourself up. Nikki watched with curious eyes as you slowly began to remove his t-shirt that wrapped around your body. His green eyes pooled while he erupted into a smile, seeing as you climbed over to straddle his waist.
“Wait,”Nikki said, unbuckling his jeans. Soon, he was shoving them down his thighs, causing you to laugh quietly. It was nearly ten o’clock at night, meaning you two had nothing better to do except each other. You smiled as Nikki reached forward and grabbed your waist, pulling you onto his lap.
Rolling your hips gently into his, you kissed him with passion. He reached around and unclasped your bra, causing you to gasp as the chill of the room brushed over your heated skin. He smiled and lifted his shirt from over his head, his chest pressing to yours, providing you with warmth.
As Nikki kissed you fervently, his tongue slipping into your mouth, he was soon lifting the two of you off the sofa and returning with your back pressed to the cushions. The plush wrapped around you as you pulled Nikki down on top of you. He pushed his knee in between your legs and moved it, bringing you to gasp as you clutched your fingernails into the softness of his skin.
“You’re so gorgeous,” Nikki whispered as he kissed your neck tenderly. Your lips parted as your eyes rolled back, your back arching off the couch to press directly against him.
Nikki left a trail of red marks on your neck until he lowered his head to yours and kissed you once more. He carefully rolled down your shorts and tossed them to the side, your panties following in behind. He growled when he reached a hand below to cup your mound, only to feel that you were slick to the touch.
“And you gripe at me for being horny? You’re soaked, baby…” He chuckled deeply into your ear as he pushed two of his calloused fingers into you. You shuddered immediately when he introduced his fingers, your knee lifting at the feel. Nikki started to curl them inside of you, the very tips of his digits rubbing up and down against the soft plush that had you lurching forward.
Your breaths came out in pants as Nikki assaulted your core with his hands, his teeth catching one of your sensitive nipples in between his teeth. Gently biting and sucking, the bassist had you melting on his skin as your eyes rolled into the back of your head, your entire core accommodating the impeccable motion of his fingertips. The sounds of your wetness squelching had Nikki growing harder, the evidence clearly seen through the imprint of his length against his boxers.
Your belly began to tight as Nikki’s warm breath wrapped around your breast while he encouraged you to fall over the edge. The soft ends of his jet-black hair tickled your skin while you moaned freely into the air, your mouth falling agape as shuddering gasps penetrated the room, the feel of your chest shaking against his making him groan.
“Cum pretty girl,” Nikki coaxed you. “Just wanna feel you cum,” His voice did wonders on your body. You shook underneath him as you squeezed your walls around his digits where he had slipped a third in while he rubbed your clit in generous circles to bring you forth.
“N-Nikki,”You gasped, your voice barely heard as you dug your nails into the skin of his back. He growled lowly into your ear at the feel, but he loved it nonetheless.
Soon, Nikki had stripped himself completely. You took him into your hand, his eyes rolling as he lowered his head to your shoulder, a muffled groan of pleasure reverberating through you. You smiled and slid your hand up and down his entire length, your thumb grazing over his sensitive head. He was the one shuddering at this point as he steadied himself with his hands by your head.
“Fuck, I can’t stand teasing,” He hissed, lining himself up with your entrance.
A smile erupted on your face that was soon replaced with both of you gasping in unison the second he pushed his tip past your silk folds. Your mouth hung open as you craned your head, watching as every inch of him moved into you. His green orbs locked with yours and his kiss was intoxicating the moment he pressed his lips to yours.
Grounding himself within you, you hooked one leg around his waist as he started to thrust. Your hips knocked into one another’s every time he came down, you ensuring to meet him in the middle. You swallowed the noises that formed at the back of his throat while you whimpered into his. Holding his face and caressing his cheek in your hand, you could feel as every inch of Nikki split you down the middle.
His thrusts were aggressive but soft, ensuring that with each stroke, you felt it at the deepest point. It was safe to say, he was the best lover you had ever had. Normally when he was younger, he took it for granted. He’d get his fix and carry on, but with you? He wanted to savor the feel of you wrapped around him, he lived for the rush when you would squeeze yourself around him. He wanted nothing more than to hear you scream because you were being pleasured so well by him.
As soon as Nikki uncovered your sweet spot, the one that would have you seeing stars so long as he kept hitting that very point, you cried out to him.
“Right there, baby, please don’t stop,” You begged him.
Nikki smiled, nipping little love bites into your neck as he relished in you. Your breaths emerged in pants as you rocked your hips into his. “Shit, Nikki, I’m so close,” You told him.
“Then allow me, baby girl…” Nikki laughed, slipping his hand in between you two. You groaned when he pressed his thumb into your clit. Turning it in circles, he lifted his eyes momentarily to see the way your mouth fell agape. A smile spread out along his face as he managed to hang on for you, your walls clenching around him like a vice.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous when you’re about to cum,” Nikki groaned. “Such a pretty girl,”
You whimpered, your neck tensing as you threw your head back. Your hands were rushing to grab at him in any way that you could. He noticed how needy you were and felt when your nails dug into his lower back. He felt when they sunk into the supple flesh and pulled him forward. He ceased the attention on your clit, instead, he focused on how your leg that wasn’t wrapped around him raised, your body twisting as you craved to fall over the edge.
“You’re so needy,” Nikki groaned, the spasming of your walls making him curse.
“Harder, please,” You begged.
Nikki looked down at you. Holding your shoulders, he used you as leverage. While you pulled him toward you, he did the same. His cock rammed into you at an unrelenting pace, each thrust felt deep in your belly as a scream produced.
“That’s it, baby girl, scream,” Nikki moaned. “Scream for me, tell me how fucking good I make you feel,”
“Nikki!”You cried, heaving.
“Tell me, Angel,” Nikki encouraged.
“So… good,” You gasped. “So good, please! Make me cum,” You groaned.
Nikki grinned, kissing you passionately. As he pushed into your walls, he felt when you were thrown over the edge. He was thankful you went when you did because he came at the same exact time. Both of you groaned against the other’s mouth, your teeth and tongues clashing.
As both your movements ceased, you were a heap of sweaty bodies as Nikki collapsed against you. His face buried into the crook of your neck while you threw your arms lazily over his back.
“W-Whoa,”You swallowed when you regained your breath.
Nikki lifted his head slowly to stare at you.
“I know,” He answered, understanding completely.
You locked eyes before you broke out into smiles, laughter engulfing you. He lowered his head to kiss you, his smile bright while you giggled.
➳summary: When your best friends Peter, MJ, and Ned drag you along to a concert, you never expected to fall head over heels with the band, more so the drummer. Wild and erotic, Bucky Barnes is a rich rock star who gets everything handed to him. Between the money, fame, and platinum records, he has a nasty reputation. But when an innocent girl like you comes along, he can’t stay away.
➳pairing: rockstar!Bucky Barnes x College!Reader
➳warnings: features heavy angst, drug abuse, drinking, partying, cheating
➳summary: When your best friends Peter, MJ, and Ned drag you along to a concert, you never expected to fall head over heels with the band, more so the drummer. Wild and erotic, Bucky Barnes is a rich rock star who gets everything handed to him. Between the money, fame, and platinum records, he has a nasty reputation. But when an innocent girl like you comes along, he can’t stay away.
➳pairing: rockstar!Bucky Barnes x College!Reader
➳warnings: features heavy angst, drug abuse, drinking, partying, cheating
“Bucky?” You called his name groggily as you felt him slip underneath the sheets of the California king-sized bed.
“Shh,”Bucky shushed you and you closed your eyes, snuggling back into the warmth that the blankets provided. The bed began to dip and curve, soon a pair of strong tattooed hands were wrapping around your thighs and pushing them apart. Before you could recognize what was happening, a pair of warm lips started to press kisses to the innermost parts of your thighs, bringing you to gasp.
That was when you realized what had happened. You and Bucky had stayed up practically all night, playing catch-up. It had been officially a week since he left rehab and his entire demeanor had shifted. He was a completely different person; a better man. He was a joy to be around and the two of you couldn’t keep your hands off one another.
Last night was a blur.Of course, no alcohol or drugs had been intermixed, but it was the simple high you two felt off each other. Bucky and you were camped out in his built-in studio, where he attempted to teach you how to play drums. What surprised him the most was the fact that you could play piano and sing, which started turning the creative gears in his mind.
One thing led to another, and a few take-out boxes later, the two of you were settled in a bath filled with warm water and luxury bubbles. You were seated in front of each other, your hands rested on his thighs while he used his thumbs to stroke the length of your hips.
“Thank you for staying,” Bucky whispered to you as you focused on his face.
You giggled, leaning forward to brush your lips across his. Soon, he was pulling you into his lap, warm water sloshing around your naked bodies. He savored every moment he had with you, understanding that life was soshort, that he had to live it to every advantage. He wanted to experience every single high and low with you, no matter what they may be.
“Bucky, I’m proud of you. I can’t ever say it enough.” You smiled, kissing him passionately. When the two of you finally emerged from the bath, you changed into one of his shirts and a pair of underwear, both of you hopping into bed together. You were digging into a container of gelato together, deciding to share the spoon.
You spoonfed him a mouthful of the cold delicacy, watching as Bucky’s eyes rolled at the taste. “You know, without being doped up all the time… I think my senses got stronger? Everything tastes and smells better,” He laughed, kissing you on the cheek with a pair of cold lips.
You giggled loudly as Bucky took the spoon away from you so he could feed you. When you purposely made him miss your mouth and allowed the cold dessert to drip down the corner of your mouth, Bucky’s eyes widened.
“Baby girl,” He whispered huskily.
You smiled, licking your lips. The light in Bucky’s head suddenly turned green and he pounced on you, removing the container of gelato from your hands and throwing the spoon into it. Soon, the drummer had you pinned beneath him as he flicked his tongue over the running gelato, your insides churning. A soft moan ricocheted through the air as Bucky pinned your hands above your head while he kissed your neck, paying close attention to every inch of your exposed neck.
Your hips bucked upwards to meet his, Bucky growling in response. Soon, he was stripping you from his shirt that donned your body, his hands exploring your flesh until you were given over to the heightened pleasure that only Bucky could offer in the moonlight.
Now? You were stirring awake this morning, feeling as his tongue licked a surprising stripe against your heat. A gasp fell from your mouth as you immediately reached to your sides to clutch the sheets. Bucky hummed, sending pleasurable vibrations through your core that somehow managed to shimmy up your spine.
“Oh, Bucky!” You groaned heavily as his lips wrapped around your sensitive bundle of nerves, giving it a delicate suck. He threw your legs over his shoulders and buried his face in between your legs, the light burn of his stubble brushing across your core bringing you to echo a scream.
Bucky used your words as a means to pinpoint. Using his ringed fingers, he pushed two of them into your spongy walls, your insides capturing him immediately. Your head lowered to rest on his head where you curled your fingers around the strands of hair and tugged, earning a delighted groan from your lover’s mouth as he licked into your folds while scissoring his fingers.
Your breaths were coming out in pants as Bucky pushed you over the edge, his name being screamed relentlessly into the air of your shared bedroom. He gripped his hands around your thighs and coaxed a few orgasms out of you, bringing you to the point of overstimulation. You were nearly having to push yourself away from his mouth, but he could see the intense pleasure he brought over you, and it only made him press harder.
He came off your heat with an audible pop before he crawled up the length of your body. Lowering his head, the strands of his jet-black hair tickled your cheeks as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down. Bucky kissed you long and slow, his tongue touching yours for a passionate exchange. You groaned sweetly into his mouth as you tasted your release which coated his tongue, his large palm slipping underneath your back.
Bucky flipped the two of you over so you were straddling his waist, his hand tangling through your hair as he kept you close. Your hips rolled into his, a sticky mess between your legs where his mouth and fingers once were. He felt it on his abdomen and it made him smile wickedly.
“Good morning,” Bucky winked, his blue orbs vibrant and full of life.
“Good morning,” You whispered, lowering your head to his chest. You laid on top of him, your exposed skin pressed together as you hummed while he drew circles into your backside. Bucky held you close as his eyes looked out the large window of his bedroom, watching as the light and view of the ocean met his eyes.
“So, I have a surprise for us…” Bucky announced after silence brewed. Your eyebrows pinched together as you lifted your head.
“A surprise?” You laughed.
Bucky nodded. “We’re getting on a plane tomorrow morning,” He informed you, causing your eyes to widen.
“Tomorrow?!”You exclaimed. Bucky smiled and nodded again.
“It’s a part of my redemption plan,” He breathed out. You looked at him questionably.
“Redemption plan?” You repeated.
Bucky laughed, twirling his fingers across your warm skin. “I think before you start back up with classes, we just need a vacation for ourselves. And since the tour isn’t happening anymore, my time slot has been freed.” He explained.
“Where are we going?” You asked with a hint of excitement lacing your voice. Bucky rolled his eyes playfully and kissed your forehead.
“It’s not a surprise if I tell you!” He reminded you.
“But I hate surprises!” You shot back.
Bucky shook his head. “You’ll be fine until tomorrow morning.”
You sighed heavily. “You’re so mean for that…” You trailed with a smirk. Bucky shrugged his shoulders and planted another kiss on your lips.
“But you love me,” He laughed.
“Yes I do, Barnes…. Yes, I do…” You smiled back at him. “But speaking of surprises, I have one for you, too… We’ll be leaving within the next two hours, so we better get dressed.”
“What is it?” Bucky asked.
You scoffed, choosing to repeat his words. “It’s not a surprise if I tell you!” You winked, rolling off him. You extended your hands and wiggled your hips. “Have a shower with me?” You smiled.
Bucky was flinging himself out of the sheets and racing in behind you, his hands wrapped around your hips. The two of you showered together which also resulted in sex against the wall, but it was worth it. The two of you stepped out, high on your own adrenaline, hurrying to get dressed. You put on a cute yellow sundress while Bucky resorted to his jeans, a gray t-shirt, and his belt. His tattooed arms exposed, you couldn’t help but run your fingers down the length of his arms before pulling him for a delicate kiss.
You two were soon in the car, you asking to drive. You entered the address to the restaurant you were taking him to, his surprise waiting there with nervousness building in the pit of their stomachs.
Bucky and you listened to some of Civil War’s music before you opened up your playlist. Kickstart My Heart by Mötley Crüe played and you shot Bucky a mischievous look.
“That should’ve been your theme song when they pumped those two shots of adrenaline into your heart… Get it? It kickstarted your heart?” You teased behind the wheel of your Ferrari that was purchased the night you two got married, which had been delivered to California.
“Do you think you’re funny?” Bucky asked seriously.
You glanced between him and the radio, soon singing the lyrics while adding a small “Ba-dum tsssss,” For extra hilarity that finally made Bucky burst at the seams.
“I hate you but I love you at the same time, Doll,” Bucky laughed.
You giggled with the sunglasses over your eyes. “I love you too,” You smiled.
Soon, the two of you pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant. Bucky’s eyebrows pinched together as he looked around at his surroundings.
“What are we doing here?”He laughed.
You walked around and grabbed his hand.
“There are a few people who want to see you,” You answered quietly, Bucky’s eyes lifting.
As you walked inside, Bucky’s eyes drifted. You saw the table ahead and you smiled to yourself, leading him over. While you approached, they all turned their heads. Bucky’s eyes grew wide as he recognized the three individuals seated at the table.
“Mom? Dad? Becca?” Bucky called their names.
Winnifred, George, and Rebecca Barnes all shifted their eyes up to their son and brother, Winnifred’s eyes brimming with tears. George stood to his feet, Rebecca doing the same.
And for the first time in years, Bucky was engulfed in a hug from his mother, father, and sister. He couldn’t help but burst into tears as he melted into their touch, Rebecca shooting you a smile as she rubbed her brother’s back comfortingly.
➳a/n:this chapter just makes me squeal. WE ALSO FIND OUT THE TWINS NAMES. i gave them so much thought, and i felt like the two i chose were utterly sweet . enjoy! :) also domestic Bucky is my favorite Bucky.
➳summary: When you experience the most intense night of the summer alongside Bucky, who you nickname Steel Blue, you weren’t expecting to fall pregnant. When a positive pregnancy test meets your eyes a few days before school starts, you know it belongs to the man who you’d never see again. Until you walk into your Romanian Linguistics class and he’s your professor.
➳pairing: Professor!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
➳warnings:unprotected sex, unplanned pregnancy, slight age-gap, smut throughout book, angst
➳ dedicated to my beautiful best friend pitifulbaby
As the month continued to pass by, you were now settled into October.Midterms were up, you were slowly preparing for the babies’ arrival in February, Millie was helping you with nursery themes, and somehow Bucky and Nikki became best friends despite being polar opposites of each other.
➳a/n:this chapter just makes me squeal. WE ALSO FIND OUT THE TWINS NAMES. i gave them so much thought, and i felt like the two i chose were utterly sweet . enjoy! :) also domestic Bucky is my favorite Bucky.
➳summary: When you experience the most intense night of the summer alongside Bucky, who you nickname Steel Blue, you weren’t expecting to fall pregnant. When a positive pregnancy test meets your eyes a few days before school starts, you know it belongs to the man who you’d never see again. Until you walk into your Romanian Linguistics class and he’s your professor.
➳pairing: Professor!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
➳warnings:unprotected sex, unplanned pregnancy, slight age-gap, smut throughout book, angst
➳ dedicated to my beautiful best friend pitifulbaby
As the month continued to pass by, you were now settled into October.Midterms were up, you were slowly preparing for the babies’ arrival in February, Millie was helping you with nursery themes, and somehow Bucky and Nikki became best friends despite being polar opposites of each other.
➳a/n:this chapter just makes me squeal. WE ALSO FIND OUT THE TWINS NAMES. i gave them so much thought, and i felt like the two i chose were utterly sweet . enjoy! :) also domestic Bucky is my favorite Bucky.
➳summary: When you experience the most intense night of the summer alongside Bucky, who you nickname Steel Blue, you weren’t expecting to fall pregnant. When a positive pregnancy test meets your eyes a few days before school starts, you know it belongs to the man who you’d never see again. Until you walk into your Romanian Linguistics class and he’s your professor.
➳pairing: Professor!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
➳warnings:unprotected sex, unplanned pregnancy, slight age-gap, smut throughout book, angst
➳ dedicated to my beautiful best friend pitifulbaby
As the month continued to pass by, you were now settled into October.Midterms were up, you were slowly preparing for the babies’ arrival in February, Millie was helping you with nursery themes, and somehow Bucky and Nikki became best friends despite being polar opposites of each other.
Opting for baggier clothes to at least try and seclude your growing bump, it was getting harder. Students were beginning to stop and stare, Bucky consciously paying attention to the room’s shifting. He would give you gentle gazes and darling smiles to help push you through to the end of each lecture before he’d finally wrap his arms around you when the classroom had emptied.
“Alright, remember! Our midterm is on Wednesday.As long as you answer the questions in the study guide and practice, all of you will be fine. Don’t hesitate to ask any questions, either. I’m here to watch you succeed.”Bucky informed the students as everyone began to pack up their belongings.
Once the room had cleared except for Millie who was checking her phone, she turned her eyes over to you. “Nikki’s waiting for me out front. Have fun house-searching!” She exclaimed. She lowered her head to press a quick kiss to your belly before hitting Bucky on the arm and leaving.
He greeted you with a wide grin, those gorgeous steel-blue eyes casting into yours. “Come here, mama,” He said, walking forward to wrap his hands through yours. You erupted into a quiet giggle as Bucky pulled you close, your bump pressing to his well-defined abdomen. He sighed, reaching his hands forward to wrap around your stomach.
“Not going to lie, I miss being able to hold you close,” He chuckled, making you smile.
“Well,your children are wreaking havoc in the womb right now. I swear one of them is bouncing on my bladder,” You sighed heavily. “And hey! We can still touch… I’m not that big yet.” You growled, earning Bucky to smile, and leaned forward to peck your lips.
“I know, I know… I’m just teasing. Are you ready to go look at these houses? The realtor just texted me.” He questioned.
Your heart flooded with warmth. “I can’t believe this… We’re actually getting our own house together.” You breathed out, gently biting at the skin on your lip. Bucky hugged you as close as he could.
“It’s surreal, I know… But I can’t wait to start this journey with you.” He whispered, kissing your ear. “And just think… Whatever house we do decide on? I’ll get to have sex with you in every single room, just to break it in and really make it ours.”
“Bucky!” You exclaimed, swatting his shoulder. “It only took one night in a hotel to make this happen… Be careful.” You reminded him, eyes narrowed.
Bucky beamed with another laugh before grabbing his keys off the desk and leading you out of the classroom. As you two walked down the halls and hopped on the elevator to take you to the bottom floor, you leaned your head on his shoulder. Life had become so much different since Sharon disappeared.
The last you saw of her, she was being handcuffed and thrown into the back of a cop car while Millie was essentially let off the hook for beating Sharon to a bloody pulp with a baseball bat. Your and Bucky’s relationship only seemed to strengthen and it gave you both ample time to focus on one another plus the idea that you would be parents sooner rather than later.
The car ride to the first house was filled with you and Bucky exchanging words back and forth about what you were both looking for in homes; family homes. When you arrived to the first listing, your eyes widened. It was beautiful.A two story brick home with a fenced in backyard. Flowers dotted the outside area with a well-manicured lawn, bringing you to gasp.
“Wow, this is stunning,”Bucky admitted with a smile, wrapping his hand through yours. The two of you exited the car and were greeted by the realtor, a friendly woman by the name of Denise. She grinned at the two of you, a folder in hand with some of the property’s biggest hits.
“Bucky, Y/N! What a pleasure to see you both,” Denise grinned as she shook both your hands before her eyes settled on your swollen belly. “Wow, I think you’ve grown since I saw you last week!” She exclaimed, bringing you to smile sheepishly.
As she led you inside, your eyes were captivated by the large front entryway. It was decked with cherrywood floors and the space was huge.
“This home is four bedrooms and two baths… It also has a fenced-in swimming pool in the back. Bucky, since you’re a professor, there is also an in-home office for you.” She explained. You could hardly listen, your excitement was bubbling when you walked into the spacious kitchen that looked out into the living room. The bar was set up with a huge chandelier hanging overhead, the countertops were a fine marble. The color scheme was simplistic, but with pops of color being introduced on the cabinet doors. There was a huge pantry with a sliding barndoor that you were obsessed with, Bucky quickly noticing how you gravitated.
Bucky fell in love with the in-home office. He could already see himself settling in and getting classwork done or maybe he visualized you seated on his lap for a round of fun while he sent his stressors away. He could envision house parties here with Steve, Sam, Millie, and Nikki. He saw the potential in the home and already, this was both of your favorites on the list.
The bedrooms were huge, with a grand master easily decided to be your and Bucky’s if you opted for this home. The bathroom seemed even bigger with a tub big enough to fix three. His and hers vanities were colored in a dark grey paint with marble countertops that had flicks of silver.
Another room was seen, this one quickly being envisioned to be the twins’ nursery. You could already see you and Bucky painting the walls different colors and theming it to whatever you had come up with. Tears welled in your eyes as you passed throughout the other areas until you were finally taken onto the balcony that was attached to the master bedroom. Large french doors opened up to a well-manicured backyard with a swimming pool in the very center that was fenced around with a slide attached.
“I can already see myself having coffee out here every morning,” You whispered, hanging onto the railing of the balcony. Bucky smiled, leaning forward to kiss your cheek as he wrapped an arm around you. Denise had left the two of you alone to explore the home for yourselves after she listed the other pros such as the best school in the district wasn’t but two miles away. Recreational activities for the kids were on every corner, along with it being in close proximity to the college for Bucky.
“Doll, I’m already in love with it, and this was only the first house.” Bucky laughed, kissing your neck as he wrapped his arms around your waist. He rested his two large palms on your belly and gave it a subtle stroke, feeling light taps of feet kicking against his hands. “And I think the twins agree.” He added with a gentle, heartfelt smile.
Giggling quietly, you couldn’t believe this was happening.
“Let’s check out the pool then head to the next one?” You suggested, Bucky agreeing. When you made it down to the backyard and you saw how large it was upon stepping out of the two french doors leading toward it, you had to cover your mouth to withhold the threatening gasps. Denise already knew that sound meant you were hooked.
“Should I even show you two the other three homes?” She laughed, bringing you and Bucky to share a look.
“I think it’s a good idea, yeah,” Bucky answered. “Just so we know.Right, Doll?”
“LOOK AT THE SWING! THEY HAVE A BACKYARD SWING!” You exclaimed from somewhere out in the open. Bucky’s eyes lifted when he saw you seated on the wooden swing, kicking your legs back and forth as you giggled like a teenager. Bucky broke out into a wide grin.
When Denise showed you two the other three homes, immediately none of them compared to the one with the pool and in-home office. As the day drew to a close, Denise was already preparing an offer on the first home.
“Decision has been made? The two-story home on Carter Avenue?” She asked for clarification. You and Bucky held each other’s hand, both of you grinning from ear to ear.
“That’s the one,” You smiled, already seeing yourself in the future. You envisioned the pitter-patter of toddler feet racing down the halls while you and Bucky chased in behind them, until they would turn into elementary, then middle, even high school teenagers. It swelled your heart and made your world spin quickly, causing you to leane further into Bucky for support.
“Alright, let’s get an offer together and I’ll send it over to the owners.” She smiled in satisfaction.
As you both left with your hopes lifted that this very house would be yours soon, Bucky and you sat in the car for a few moments of sweet silence. You both looked up at the home, your smile erupting.
“I can’t believe this… We’re actually looking to buy a house together.” You expressed with a bright smile. Bucky laughed, reaching a hand over to wrap it around your thigh.
“I know… I can’t wait to do this with you,” He said, his eyes casting into yours. You slowly turned your head to face him, not helping but to lean over the best you could in order to give him a kiss.
You felt a few more kicks swell in your belly, making you gasp. They were much harder than before and you giggled, hurrying to grab Bucky’s hand. You rested it on your side and his eyes widened as he felt them for himself.
“You guys are excited too, aren’t you?” Bucky asked in a sweet voice.
Soon, the two of you were back at Bucky’s shared home with Steve and Sam. The two had gone out for the night while Millie opted to spend the night at Nikki’s, giving you and Bucky some privacy… And that meant the two of you were sprawled out in bed together, binge-watching a series while Bucky graded last-minute papers.
Once he wrapped up and joined you for cuddles, you licked your lips. “Bucky, what are we going to name them?” You asked.
“I thought they’re being named Razzle and Dazzle Barnes?” He laughed, referencing Millie. You slapped his shoulder playfully, rolling your eyes as you tossed back a chip.
“I’m being serious!” You smiled. “I’m due Febuary 25th, but honestly, twins normally don’t make it to 40 weeks… And even though it seems like we have time - we really don’t. I’d like to start calling them by their name… Even if they don’t understand it yet.” You laughed.
Bucky nodded his head in agreement. “What were you thinking? Twins usually have rhyming names or the same letter.”
You bit down on your lip. “But do we really want to go traditional?”You asked.
Bucky shok his head. “No, these kids are different from others. So, they deserve two different names… How about we compromise. You name one baby, I’ll name the other?” He suggested.
You smiled excitedly. “You name the girl, I’ll name the boy?” You raised your eyebrows.
Bucky wrapped his arm around you. “I was hoping you’d let me name her… Because I already had a name in mind.”
Your eyes widened. “Really? Because I already have a boy’s name in mind…”
Bucky moved to sit up, taking this moment seriously. “You go first.” He ushered.
He helped you to sit up. You swallowed the lump that threatened to form. You had the name picked out since you were younger and you hoped Bucky would appreciate it. The first name was easy, and now that you knew Bucky, you wanted to honor him.
“Lucas Buchanan,” You answered. “And we can call him Luke for short.”
Bucky’s eyes widened. “You… You want to give him my middle name?” He asked, his eyes suddenly blurring. You nodded and that’s when you felt him pull you into his lap, his arms wrapping around you.
“Lucas Buchanan Barnes… I love that,” He laughed, kissing you passionately. You smiled widely, thankful and relieved that he approved.
“Alright! Tell me what you have for a girl,” You grinned excitedly.
Bucky smiled. “I’ve given it a lot of thought.. I have a feeling you’ll certainly be up for it, but I was just thinking of how one person in our lives has helped us so much. After all… I wouldn’t have found out you were pregnant without her telling me…”
Your eyes started to widen.
Bucky inhaled.
“I want to name our daughter after the best…Eliza Millie,”He announced
“Bucky,”You gasped, covering your mouth. It was your turn for tears to well up. He held you closer, his lips pressing against yours as you held his cheeks.
“Luke and Eliza,” You whispered. “I think they’re perfect.”
Bucky grinned. “Just like the woman carrying them,” He winked, making your cheeks heat up.
Before you realized it, the two of you found yourselves tucked away beneath the sheets, your hands roaming across one another freely. You were basking in the glow of Bucky,never having been more thankful for somebody in your life. Everything was beginning to make sense now.
➳a/n: MY HEARTTTT! I’M FREAKING OBSESSED WITH THIS CHAPTER AHHH!
➳summary: When your best friends Peter, MJ, and Ned drag you along to a concert, you never expected to fall head over heels with the band, more so the drummer. Wild and erotic, Bucky Barnes is a rich rock star who gets everything handed to him. Between the money, fame, and platinum records, he has a nasty reputation. But when an innocent girl like you comes along, he can’t stay away.
➳pairing: rockstar!Bucky Barnes x College!Reader
➳warnings: features heavy angst, drug abuse, drinking, partying, cheating
➳a/n: MY HEARTTTT! I’M FREAKING OBSESSED WITH THIS CHAPTER AHHH!
➳summary: When your best friends Peter, MJ, and Ned drag you along to a concert, you never expected to fall head over heels with the band, more so the drummer. Wild and erotic, Bucky Barnes is a rich rock star who gets everything handed to him. Between the money, fame, and platinum records, he has a nasty reputation. But when an innocent girl like you comes along, he can’t stay away.
➳pairing: rockstar!Bucky Barnes x College!Reader
➳warnings: features heavy angst, drug abuse, drinking, partying, cheating
I can’t believe it. Today marks freedom. I’ve been in this rehab facility for exactly one month and while many days I nearly ripped my hair out when the cravings got so bad, I discovered resilience. It made it a touch easier knowing that Sam and Steve were here too alongside me fighting off their own addictions, but we all know between the three of us; I was the worst. After all, it took me being clinically dead for two minutes and two syringes of adrenaline to the chest.
I haven’t spoken to Y/N since giving my life over to the faculty. However, I did bring this journal with me and although Y/N never mentioned to do it, I decided to journal my thoughts. My own personal diary of my account. Maybe one day I can help those who have also struggled with addiction. But for now, my main concern is getting better not only for the wife who I hope doesn’t decide to seal our fate with a divorce, but for myself. I can’t keep living like this.
I’ve realized that I want more in my life than platinum records and adoring fans. I want a family. I want to be an inspiration for people, not someone who they looked to in remembrance of dirty deeds. I’ve thought about Zemo a lot. He was my friend and while I wished things would have turned out better for him, I’m one of the lucky few who received a second chance in life. At first, I wasn’t sure why someone like me was being offered that second chance, until I realized;
Y/N. I’ve discovered that I’m head over heels in love with her and even if she doesn’t choose to stay with me, I won’t be angry. I’ve put her through so much hell the last three months that I wouldn’t want to be with me either. I’ve never been more ready to see a woman in my entire life. First, I want my relationship with her repaired and then I’ll hopefully make amends with others who I’ve hurt on this dangerous path.
My parents.
My sister.
Sobriety is going to be a big change for me, but a change that’ll be worth it in the end. I understand the consequence of my actions and now, I want to repair the damage.
“Bucky, are you ready?” The friendly nurse smiled in his direction as she knocked on the door. He was dressed in a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt along with his leather jacket. His raven locks of hair had grown out a touch and he reminded himself to get a haircut once he was settled in at home.
“You bet… Thanks for all you’ve done, Sarah.” Bucky smiled at her as he stood to his feet. As he walked out of the room, he was reunited with Steve and Sam. They both had brightened eyes and a look of relief covering their faces.
“How are you feeling, Buck?” Steve asked as he realized all the color in Bucky’s face had returned.
Bucky nodded his head. “I feel like a brand new man.” He said, clasping the blonde on the shoulder. As they began their journey to the front door while the faculty congratulated them on graduating from rehab, they all broke out into solid grins. While they embarked for the door, you and Natasha were waiting outside for them to emerge.
“I’m nervous… I haven’t seen him in a month.”You whispered, feeling as your palms were coated with a sweat. You stood outside of the rehab center where Bucky had driven himself to after getting out of the hopsital for his overdose. Your nerves were jumbled and you just hoped that this was the beginning of a new chapter.
“It’ll be okay,” Nat smiled, rubbing your shoulder as she watched the doors like a hawk. You drew in a deep breath as you rolled onto the balls of your feet and back down, your insides twisting with a nauseating feeling.
Praying that she was right, you closed your eyes. Suddenly, the sound of the automatic doors separating caught your attention. Natasha’s hand tightened on your shoulder as she saw Steve and Sam pushed their way forward, wearing big smiles.
You reopened your eyes and your heart fluttered intensely in your chest when your eyes rested on him.He looked so much different.The color had returned to his face, the dark circles vanished. His eyes scanned the area, obviously in search for you. When they landed on you, Bucky released the breath he hadn’t realized he was holding.
Tears welled in your eyes at the sight of him. Bucky also felt his blue orbs glisten with tears and his chest jumped violently. His heart was thrown into overdrive as he craved to hold you. You watched when he started to quicken his steps, you doing the same. Not able to contain it any longer, you sprinted. Bucky gasped when he saw you running toward him at full-speed.
Opening his arms, Bucky caught you as you jumped into them. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he gripped onto you. His face buried into your neck, both of you started to cry in each other’s embrace.
“I’ve missed you so much,” Bucky called out, kissing your neck.
You clung onto him tighter as his arms held you close to him. “I’ve missed you too,” You whispered pulling back. Bucky’s eyes scanned your face and you couldn’t wait any longer. Holding his cheek, you leaned in and kissed him deeply.
Bucky was shocked at first, but he melted into your lips. You kissed him harder and it seemed as if time around you stood still. As you finally gained the courage to pull away for a breath of air, you licked your lips and stared at him. Bucky had a lot on his mind and while he was gone for a month, he decided that you deserved much better.
“How do you feel?” You asked him quietly.
Bucky nodded. “It was rough… But I pulled through. Each day got a little better. I had you on my mind the entire time.”
You smiled widely, nodding. “I’m so proud of you,” You whispered.
Bucky laughed, his eyes brimming with tears. “I’m so ready to go home,” He breathed out. You nodded your head, allowing him to set you on the ground. You pulled out the keys to his Ferrari which you had driven and passed them over.
“Lead the way, drummer,” You smiled, wrapping your arm around his waist. Bucky laughed, kissing your cheek as he led the two of you over to the car. He pulled open the passenger’s side door, making you squeal. Rushing to the driver’s side, he was soon putting the top down and flashing you a wide grin.
Just as he started the drive, you leaned over and kissed him softly. “I love you,” You told him. Bucky’s heart sped up.
“I love you too,” He smiled, kissing you back.
Soon, the two of you were winding down the road towards his home in Malibu.You had been staying in the home. Bucky informed someone to give you the keys to the house and make it yours.You had less than a month left before you would have to return to Brooklyn for college, yet you were somewhat dreadingit.
“What are you thinking about?” Bucky asked, turning the radio down low.
You bit into your lip. “Classes start back up next month,” You cleared your throat. “Ned, Peter, and MJ went to Spain.”
Bucky’s eyes widened. He remembered how you were supposed to do the same before he convinced you to join the tour.
“Doll, why didn’t you go?” He asked.
You looked at him through your eyelashes. “Because I wanted to be here for when you got out of rehab.” You informed him honestly.
Bucky’s heart swelled at your revelation. “And honestly? I love California,” You breathed out. “…Also, turns out that I get to graduate a semester early. So instead of fall of next year, I’ll walk for my degree in May of next year. So, two more semesters and I’m finished… Which they’re letting me go online for.”
Bucky’s eyes lit up. “What are you trying to say to me?” He laughed.
You smiled, wrapping your hand through his. “I’m saying that… I want to work on us.I’ve had a lot of time to think about the last two months, and I want to do things right.So, I’m staying in California… If you’ll have me.”
Bucky grinned. “Baby, I wouldn’t want it any other way.” He announced.
When the drive ended and you two were parked in front of the Malibu mansion, you and Bucky hurried your way inside. As he made it through the front door, he stopped in his tracks. To his recollection, he hadn’t stepped foot inside of his home since before the tour started. It was a bittersweet moment for him, one that he had to take a second to himself for. And when he looked over to see his wife standing there, he bit his lip.
“What?” You giggled as you walked forward.
Bucky shook his head. “It’s just surreal to see you standing inside of this place with me.” He shrugged.
You grinned. “Well, I’ve done a little bit of redecorating. Natasha’s helped keep me occupied when I tried to run myself crazy over you.” You giggled. “New curtains… I may have ordered a new bed for your room… Or, our room. Bucky, this place is gorgeous. Everything about it, I love it.” You expressed.
Bucky smiled proudly. As he walked through, he remembered that alcohol was in the fridge. You noticed the way he eyed the appliance and you quickly cleared your throat.
“I got rid of it all,” You announced.
Bucky’s eyebrows furrowed. “What?”
You nodded. “Every ounce of alcohol in the house both hidden and in plain sight, it’s gone. I scoped out the entire house. You’re okay.”
Bucky felt his heart swell in his chest.
“How did I get so lucky?” He asked quietly.
Laughing, you shook your head. “I want to make this work, Bucky. And it’s going to take us becoming a team.I stopped drinking, too. It’s not fair to you if I participate in it.”
Bucky couldn’t contain himself any longer. He walked forward and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you in tight. You gasped when his lips found yours, giving you a very passionate kiss. You moaned softly into his mouth, your hand wrapping around the back of his neck. Curling your fingers around the strands of his hair, you smiled against his lips.
“Come on! I want to show you what all I’ve done!” You squealed, grabbing his hand.
Bucky burst out laughing, tanging his hand through yours.
He was hooked. He was so in love.
And now he was on a mission to make it all right again…
➳request: Current nikki where he with the guys and she keeps sending him pics of her in bra and panties and then sends him a text where she wants her daddy home.
➳a/n:aljkshdgerqg ugh i need him. also thanks PINTERESTTTT im obsessed with this picture
➳summary: As Nikki works on rehearsals in Nashville for the Stadium Tour, you go out shopping for lingerie… And decide to distract him.
➳pairing: current!Nikki Sixx x Female!Reader
➳warnings: age gap; 30 years, alluded smut, daddy kink
If there was one thing you loved about having Nikki as a husband who doubled as a musician and photographer, was that he showed you all the ways to pose your body in the sexiest views for pictures. You had just gotten home from a shopping spree, specifically a lingerie spree. He was out with the guys in Nashville for a rehearsal for the Stadium Tour, meanwhile, you were nestled in the Airbnb you two rented for the duration of your stay.
“Nikki’s gonna freak over this one,” Tommy’s wife, Brittany, said as she held up lacey pieces in the store. Biting your lip, it was a red hot little number that showcased your beautiful figure and curves that Nikki adored so much.
“Yeah, let’s see how long he lasts at rehearsal today,” You chuckled.
Now that you were back in the bedroom of the Airbnb, you were posing in front of the mirror with your knees spread apart, your breasts pushed up, and your skin exposed. A tattoo that Nikki sketched for you, roses with thorns that featured beautiful colors, started just below your breast and extended all the way down to your hip, his sneaky little antic of having it curve toward your core driving him wild.
Snapping a few pictures, you sent those first to your husband with a wicked grin. Changing into the baby blue teddy-bear set you purchased, it was more angles that revealed skin, and with each photo, you were getting a little more confident.
As you tormented him from your spot inside, Nikki was halfway across town receiving the pictures. They took a break as he pulled out his phone, his eyes widening when he saw your pictures. Stifling a groan, he clicked on them, his mouth watering at the sweet view of your bottom pushed outwards. You even skillfully managed to send a couple of live photos that showcased your hand gliding down your stomach toward the top of the lace.
Miss you, baby… Your text read.
Nikki hissed and typed back out a response.
Baby girl, I love receiving pixx like these… But in the middle of rehearsal? Not cool. Love you too.
You grinned from ear to ear, knowing you were accomplishing some good.
As the hours passed, Nikki’s phone buzzed. Every time he would catch a break in between with the guys, he’d check his phone to see his screen filled with precious images of his baby girl looking nice and pretty for him… Waiting for him.
His jeans tightened as he felt the onset of his erection, his growl kept in the back of his throat.
“You good, man?” Vince asked as he sipped the water in hand.
Nikki quickly looked up at his lead singer with a chuckle. “Yeah… The wife’s being a little… Bratty,”He laughed.
Vince smirked. “Keep a leash on her,” He winked, clapping him on the back before returning to where Tommy and Mick were.
The day continued and Nikki was growing irritated. He wanted nothing more than to run home to you and rip that brand new lace set off your body so he could ravish you in the only ways he knew how to. Rough, dirty, and hard. You liked it so hard that you wouldn’t be able to walk tomorrow morning.
You sat on the bed, kicking your feet aimlessly. Smiling with your phone in hand, you decided to send the text, the very one that would bring Nikki Sixx home.
Come home, Daddy… I need you.
Sent.
Nikki’s eyes glazed over at the incoming text, his throat tightening. He patiently tapped his foot and was thankful when everyone agreed they were done for the day. Nikki was the first of Mötley to grab his things and rush for the door. He had never raced that quickly toward a car in his life, his voice spitting out the address of the Airbnb.
He was running his hands through his beard constantly, the image of you penetrating his mind sitting all pretty on your knees as he took you from behind. He could see the drool falling from the corners of your mouth as you would work to pleasure him like the good girl he knew you were.
His mind ran rampant with your voice screaming into the bedsheets until you could no longer form a coherent sentence, the only word dripping from your mouth being “daddy” and your moans of intense pleasure. Nikki was rubbing his palms over the front of his jeans as he readjusted his body in the backseat, eyes glued to the window. He was sure if his sunglasses were removed, his eyes would showcase massive irises as he honed in on the thought of his bride.
The second the car arrived and he gathered his things, he tipped the driver and rushed out. You were standing at the window with a glint in your eye, prepared to welcome the bassist into your ready arms and more than prepared for whatever he was going to give you. The red hot lace was back on, as you knew it was Nikki’s favorite from the group of photos you sent.
Growing with excitement, you rested on the bed, your legs positioned to give him the best view. You nearly squeaked when the door to the bedroom opened and Nikki appeared wearing a smirk.
“You bad little girl,” He laughed, eyes soaking in the gorgeous sight of you.
“Hi, Daddy…” You trailed, hooking your finger, motioning him to come to you.
Nikki wasted no time. Ripping his clothes off his body, you squealed when he planted his body in between your legs, his lips hungrily searching for yours.
“You are in so much trouble, Mrs. Sixx…” He said, kissing down your neck as he picked at the hem of your lace. “Wearing such a sexy little number and sending daddy dirty pictures while he’s working. You know better than that,” Although his words were leading to punishment, he was smiling throughout it.
“Do your worst, Sixx,” You whispered. “Just be careful on the lace… Your credit card was used to purchase them,” You giggled, rubbing your hands over his shoulders.
Nikki nodded, kissing you hard.
“I’ll be extra careful, baby girl,” He promised. “Now, once they’re off?Oh, you’re getting it,”
➳request: Alright. You wanted Daddy Nikki. Reader is being a real brat all day to Nikki but when she wants him at the end of the night, she ends up paying for being a brat all day
➳a/n: *ahem* spAAREE chanGGEEE? and thanks gooogly google for pic
➳summary: You loved being a brat, and you loved being punished. But this time, you really took it too far. When you anger Nikki throughout the course of a day with little gimmicks that you know upset him, you believe you’re coming home with a changed mind, deciding you wanted to be loved on… But Nikki’s a brat tamer, and he has to tame you.
➳pairing: current!Nikki Sixx x Female!Reader
➳warnings: smut, oral/f!receiving, degradation, daddy kink, sir kink, age gap; 30 years, dom/sub relationship, restraints, orgasm denial, begging,
The first strike came when Nikki tried to fool around with you bright and early, just as he returned from his workout. His sweaty frame was pressed to your body, his lips angled just right over your neck where he peppered your warm flesh with kisses. Your eyes groggily opened to see your husband settled on top of you, his hand slipping down your abdomen until he was hooking his fingers underneath your lace.
“Baby, what are you doing?” You asked him with a tired and softened voice.
“Daddy needs you, baby girl,” Nikki hummed against your ear, his finger penetrating your slit. You bit back a moan. While you craved to have him to yourself, you knew if you gave into his pleasures, you’d be stuck in this bed until the afternoon.
“Honey, I can’t,” You said, resting your hands on his chest. “Remember? I’m meeting the girls for brunch and going shopping,” You smoothed your hands over his chest.
Nikki cocked an eyebrow. “You’re really going to choose brunch over sex? What’s gotten into you, kitten?” He purred, kissing your forehead. While his fingers were still moving within you, you fought back the urge to give in.
“Not today,” You said, pushing him backward. Nikki landed on his back against the mattress, his fingers exiting you while you worked your way out of the bed. He laid there, his cock already stiff as he watched you purposely swing your hips back and forth on the way to the bathroom. “Maybe some other time!” You called out, closing the door on yourself.
Nikki’s green eyes pooled on his bulge, his entire body feeling as though it were on fire.
However, your husband simply inhaled a deep breath and rubbed his face, fingernails scratching over his beard.
He’d let it slide.
Strike two came when you came down the grand staircase wearing your tiniest outfit. While Nikki never told you what you could and couldn’t wear, he wasn’t sure whether this was some kind of game you were playing, but it wasn’t fun. The amount of skin and ass cheeks that were revealed had his cock tightening yet again as he gripped the edges of the marbled countertops in the kitchen.
“What the hell are you wearing?” He asked you plain and simple.
Smirking behind his back, you had this in mind allnight long. You wanted to see just how far you could push your rockstar husband, to see how close you’d have to get in order for Nikki Sixx to snap.
“Clothes?Geez, Nikki. Put your glasses on or something, I know you’re up in age, but you’re normally on high alert,” You giggled.
Nowthat lit a fire in him. His knuckles turned white as he gripped the counter even tighter.
“Watch that smart ass mouth of yours, kitten,” He glared at you. “It always gets you in trouble”
He didn’t care if you were 30 compared to his 63. He’d still demand respect out of you. He had seen and done far more than your little mind could ever comprehend, therefore he wanted an equal playing field with you. He reached for the bottle of water and twisted the cap off. “Who are you going with?” He asked, genuinely curious.
“Jenna and Brittany,” You responded. “So… Don’t wait up. Go play with the boys or something,” You winked.
His heart beat faster.
“What has gotten into you? Is it because I wanted sex this morning?” He tilted his head to the side.
As you went over to the bowl on the counter and fished for the keys to your sports car, you shrugged. “No,” You said nonchalantly. You wanted punishment. Although that would slowly change as you carried on throughout your day and alcohol deterred your original thoughts.
Flashing him with a quick smile, you threw on your sunglasses. As you turned to head for the door, he cleared his throat.
“I don’t even get a proper goodbye?You haven’t even touched me today, babe,” He sounded a bit offended at the end. You stuck your bottom lip out with a gentle laugh and walked over. Quickly, you reached up and gave him the lightest kiss, one where he could barely feel your lips. Just as he was wrapping his hand around your back, you spun out of his arms.
“Bye, Nikki,” You called out and aimed for the door.
“…Bye?” Nikki answered, his eyebrows arched. He wondered if he had screwed up. Had he forgotten your anniversary? No, there was no way. He pulled up the calendar on his phone.
No, your wedding anniversary was nextweek.
Nikki lifted his eyes and watched out the window as your car disappeared.
As the day pressed onward, you were having the best of time alongside Jenna and Brittany. The thought of Nikki popped into your head and you smirked, thinking of all the things you wanted him to do to you. You two worked this way, you basically begged to be punished by him. While Nikki believed you shouldn’t enjoy his punishments as much as you did, he knew you were a glutton for it. There was something so sexy about seeing Nikki Sixx all hot and needy for you, his anger casting a veil over his normally peaceful features. You craved to have him spank you, choke you, degrade you, you wanted to be hurt by this man in the most pleasurable of ways.
Throughout the rest of your day, you did your shopping.
Strike three came when Nikki texted you with sweet messages, even apologizing for anything he had said or done. He even went as far as to express that he was apologetic for this morning. You learned if there was one thing in this world that set Nikki off – it was being ignored. He hated when you left him on read. That’s one thing he hated about modern technology. Back in the 80s, he never bothered to care when someone ignored him… Because he wouldn’t be able to tell.
Now? That read receipt angered him, especially when it came from you.
You glanced down at the phone and opened the message. Simply ignoring it, you sat back and waited for the text that expressed his anger, but it never came. Shrugging your shoulders, you even went as far as to have dinner with Jenna and have one too many, to which she aided in driving you home in your car. You ignored Nikki for the entirety of the day and he was fuming when he saw you stumble out of the car. While you were remorseful for how you treated him, you decided you’d shower him with intense love and passion the moment you spiraled through the front door.
Nikki headed upstairs and waited. He knew you were coming.
The door closed and locked behind you. You slipped out of your shoes and jacket, your smile wide.
“Daddyyyyy! I’m home!” You rang out.
Nikki chuckled to himself, eyes pinned on the doorway.
“Up here, honey,” Heknew you were drunk.
You stumbled up the stairs and smiled widely.
When you made it inside the room, you saw your delicious husband stretched out on the bed. He was for the most part naked, except for his boxers. Raven hair pushed back, he had one leg bent at the knee with the other stretched out, his hand thrown over his stomach, while another was behind his head, gripping the headboard. It was a beautiful sea of tattoos, your mouth watering.
“Did you have fun?” He asked you.
You nodded, already stripping yourself out of your clothes. Nikki watched as each article of clothing fell to the ground, his cock tightening, but he wasn’t giving in to this, not in the way you wanted.
“I’m so sorry, daddy,” You whispered, trekking forward until you were at the edge of the bed. Your bra went missing, your panties dropping next. Before Nikki’s eyes, his wife was unclothed and ready for him as she crawled on top of his warm chest.
You straddled his hips, hands moving over his chest.
“How much did you drink?” He asked.
“Just two… They were pretty strong,” You giggled.
Nikki nodded, reaching out to rub your sides. “Whatcha want, baby?” He asked you in a darling tone, your mind not picking up on the change that would ensue later on.
“You,”You lowered your head and kissed his chest. “I’m sorry for the clothes I wore today… And ignoring you,” You whispered, nipping over his pecs.
“Are you now?” Nikki asked, rubbing his thumb into your side.
You nodded, poking your bottom lip out. “Just wanna be held by you, Nikki… Want you to make love to me,” You giggled quietly.
Nikki hardly heard you use the term make love. It surprised him, but it didn’t alleviate the way you made him feel today.
“Of course, sweetheart,” He played his cards smoothly. “Help me outta these?” He used your hand to rub across his bulge. You nodded, eyes widening. He felt you dip your hand underneath the waistband, your delicate fingers brushing across his begging heat. He swallowed the grunt that threatened to escape. Your punishment was on its way. He felt as you pulled the fabric down his thighs and toss it across the room. His length met your eyes and you smiled to yourself, taking him into your hand.
“I love you,” You smiled like an idiot.
“Love you too, baby girl,” He answered. “You want on top?” He asked.
You nodded your head. “Please,”
Nikki nodded. “Get on, honey… Daddy’s all yours,” His smirk was hidden as you turned your head to the side. Glancing down at his length, you moaned as he helped you hoist your hips into the air before you sank down onto his member. You hissed, your mind whirring as you accepted him into your folds.
“Feels so good,” You whispered, wincing as you were settled fully on him.
Nikki chuckled and grabbed your hips. He allowed you to make the motions, your hips grinding back and forth before they swiveled in carefree circles. He was biting back every moan that dared to escape from between his lips that he wished were sucking on your pretty tits or even driven in between your sticky thighs as he coaxed you through a powerful high.
But you decided to play dirty this morning.
You were a brat. His brat. And he had to tame you.
Nikki felt your walls clench around him as you braced your hands on his chest.
“Look at you, so pretty sitting high on daddy,” He rubbed his hand over your bottom and added a nice slap to it, your eyes prying open.
“I missed you, daddy,” You said sweetly, grinding harder on top of your husband as you worked yourself to the edge. Nikki reached down and turned your clit in circles, seeing as your eyes rolled into the back of your head and your hip movements grew more rampant, the need for a release building.
“Missed you too, baby,” Nikki answered, gritting his teeth to hold himself back. “Are you close?” He asked.
“Mmhm!Oh, don’t stop, please,” You blubbered to him.
Nikki cocked an eyebrow, seeing as your pretty little eyes were shut, your moans tightening. Nikki felt you clench your walls hard around him. Just when he knew you were on the verge of slipping away, that’s when he did it.
Jerking you off him, he flipped the two of you over, your hands pinned above your head.
“You think I’m gonna sit here and let you get drunk off my cock after the way you treated me today?” Nikki sneered in your face, his breath hitting your face. Your eyes grew wide as you gazed up at your husband.
“B-Babe?” You said, but the rush of excitement was all too much. Your thighs stuck together until you felt Nikki’s knee wedge in between, forcing them apart. He reached with one hand over to the bedside table and grabbed the special pair of cuffs before he cuffed you to the bed.
“No‘b-babe?’outta you. You did this to yourself. Decided to be a brat and thought you could dance in here and cute your way out of it. Newsflash, baby girl. Daddy’svery angry at you,” He hissed. “And you know what happens when daddy’s angry?” He pushed his way off the bed.
You refrained from saying anything.
“Answer me. Iwon’t ask you again,” He glared.
“Y-you punish me,” You whispered.
Nikki nodded. “Exactly. And you know what punishment little girls like you get for screwing around with daddy’s mind today? Leaving me so hard that I could barely think?What happens when you wear slutty little outfits on brunch dates and decide to ignore me, before you sway your ass in here tipsy, thinking I’m gonna be okay?”
You tensed, his words sending fire throughout you.
You gulped. “What?” You whispered.
Nikki grinned. “I’m so glad you asked,” He said, taking himself into his hand. “Daddy’s gonna pound this sweet kitty until he’s satisfied, and you better not come. I’m going to work you so hard that you won’t be able to think. The only words you’re going to say are “Yes sir” and “Daddy”. Maybe then if I’m feeling generous, I’ll let you suck me off or ride my thigh since you’re so eager,” He crawled his way onto the bed. “But either way, princess. You’re not touching me, you’re not kissing me. I don’t care if you cry, whine, or scream.You asked for it,”
You inhaled deeply and felt him line himself up to your entrance. He locked his eyes with you and that’s when the punishment began.
Nikki started pounding into you relentlessly, the cuffs rattling behind your head as he fiercely moved his hips against yours, his pelvis rubbing into your clit. He forced your legs to stay apart, ensuring that you weren’t allowed any friction whatsoever. Your climaxes were building one after another, your cries bellowing into the openness of your bedroom as Nikki’s hair tickled your neck, his hand massaging your breast before he pinched at your nipples.
He even went as far as to slap your clit hard, the ripples of pain turning into white-hot pleasure as you gasped, bucking your hips which quickly earned you to be flipped over onto your stomach.
“Andthat was disobedience at its finest,”Nikki growled, slapping your bottom repeatedly until it was nearly blistered. Your moans entered the pillow that your face was pressed into, tears streaking your face. You loved it when he was like this, all dirty and needy for you as he worked you over and over again. Each time you came to the edge, Nikki pulled out, moving to catch his breath.
Within an hour, Nikki had switched between pushing his length into you and stuffing you full, hearing as you whined and begged to come, to burying his head in between your thighs. He was sure he was leaving bruises over your swelling heat with the dancing of his tongue.
“D-daddy, I’m sorry, p-please let me c-come!” You screamed, tears streaming down your face. Your wrists were chafed from the cuffs constantly being jerked at as you demanded to touch him. Your thighs were burning from the feel of Nikki’s beard rubbing between them as he ate you out, pushing you so close to the edge, only to jerk the mat out from underneath you just before you could finish.
Nikki stood back and observed his work.
“Such a pretty little slut for daddy,” He smiled, hands rested on his hips. Your mascara was coating your cheeks, your lipstick smeared. “You look just like a groupie from the 80s… And boy, did I love handling some groupies…” He licked his lips.
Whining, he walked forward and cupped your weeping mound. “You’ve soaked the sheets,” He laughed. “My cum is just dripping from you, baby girl…” He spread your legs apart and gained a closer view. “You’re all sticky with daddy. How’s it feel?”
You nodded. “F-feels amazing,” You whimpered, bottom lip quivering.
Nikki smiled and licked his tongue up your thighs, earning shivers from you. “I should just leave you here for the night,” He sighed. “Let you sleep in the mess I made of you,”
Your eyes widened. “No!” You squeaked. “Please, I’ve learned my lesson,” You whined.
“Have you though?” Nikki sighed, using your slit as a toy. He ran his fingers up and down, feeling as you jerked on the mattress. It was overused and begging to be relieved. Your stomach was twisted in knots as you anticipated his next move.
“Yes,”You whispered. “…Strawberry, Nikki,” You gulped.
And that was when the switch flickered.
Nikki licked his lips, his eyes softening. Hardly did you use the safeword. Nodding his head, he lowered himself against your body. “Come here,” He said, pulling you into his chest once he unlocked the cuffs.
Shuddering, you were pulled against his frame, your hand slicking down his body to reach for his length. “P-please… Please,”You gasped.
“I’ve got you,” He promised. He was a man of his word. If you called for the safeword, he knew he couldn’t go any further. He would love and pamper you. His anger from earlier had subsided thankfully, which left nothing but pure adoration for you in his veins.
Nikki hooked your leg over his hip. His face inches from yours, he raised your leg a little more and gently pushed his cock into you. Gasping at the feel, you wrapped your hands around the back of his neck. He felt you bury your face into the crook of his neck, your warm breath pressed to his skin as he started to gently rock into you.
He smoothed his hand over the back of your head, moving slow and deep enough to give you everything he wanted. He was doing to you what he wanted to be done this morning before you acted up.
“I-I’m so sorry,” You whimpered.
Nikki shushed you, kissing your forehead.
“Shh, Angel,” He whispered. “Just let go, focus on me,” He reached down and started to roll your clit in circles, smiling to himself when your moan came through.
“N-Nikki,”You cried his name softly. He felt you begin to gasp, your body stuttering. It didn’t take much to bring to the edge.
“That’s my girl,” He praised you. “You feel so good, baby girl. Love you so much,” He trailed. He tilted your chin back and kissed you deeply. You inhaled deeply, the scent of his cologne wafting through your airways as you gripped him in a vice.
“Good girl,” He rubbed your clit again as he felt your release. “Such a good girl, coming for me,”
Your eyes rolled at his words as he nipped your bottom lip. You rolled your hips into his, your nails sinking into his back. His muscles rippled beneath your touch as you whined, holding him closer to you.
When you came back to the present, Nikki was smiling at you. “There you are,” He laughed quietly.
He pulled out of you slowly, seeing as you winced. You could only begin to imagine how sore you’d be tomorrow morning. Nikki pulled you onto his chest and ran his fingers down your spine.
“Nikki, again, I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have treated you like that today. You’re right, I was asking for punishment,” You told him.
Nikki laughed. “Bunny, you’d think you’d know by now… You’ve been with me for so long now, that all you have to do is ask for it to be rough. I have no problem with toughening up on you,” He sighed. “But I’ll admit… You haven’t used the safeword in forever.Did I do too much?”
You shook your head. “No, but if you would’ve kept going, my headspace would’ve been screwed,”You admitted. “Thank you for stopping,”
Nikki smiled, forcing you to look at him.
“Now, I’d be evil if I would’ve kept going. That’s not how we do it here,” He promised you. “I love you, pretty girl,”
You giggled at his nickname.
“I love you too, daddy,” You winked.
He grinned, rubbing his hand over your bottom.
“I bet you do,” Nikki smirked, leaning in for one more kiss.
➳request: I have a current!Nikki request The first time you call him Daddy.
➳a/n: okay so yall remember i’m tipsy writing this soooo heheheheand it’s been discovered i get extremely horny in this statemuha. also thanks googles for the picy pic
➳summary: Post-show one night of the Stadium Tour, Nikki performs his post-show ritual of railing you to get his adrenaline out. However, tonight is different when you suddenly allow a title to slip from your lips, which causes your husband to go absolutely feral on you.
➳pairing: current!Nikki Sixx x Female!Reader
➳warnings: smut, fingering, restraints, daddy kink, age gap; 30 years, face grabbing (issss that a warning? idk we’re putting it anyway HAHHH)
Nikki’s lips melted against yours as his tongue explored your mouth, his hands hurriedly ripping away the clothes that were stuck to your frame. Tugging your fingers through his raven locks, his hand reaching forward and cupping your mound, your desire for him seeping into his fingertips through the fabric of the cotton you wore.
“Fuck, Nikki,” You whispered through a pant as he started to toy with your drenched slit, his fingers pushing your panties to the side as he ran his digit up and down.
“Sweet little pussy – all nice and wet for me, ain’t she?” His voice was raspy against your ear. He had just gotten off stage and you were experiencing the dirtiest thoughts for your bassist as you watched him work his magic on stage. The way he toyed with the young women amongst the crowd, hearing as she belted in shrieks for his attention.
This stadium tour proved to be fuel for your fantasies as you wrapped your hands around the back of his neck, feeling as the older man wrapped his hands around your legs and lifted you. Your wetness connected to his exposed skin, his shirt somewhere in the corner of his dressing room.
“P-please, need you,” you hummed, reaching below to unbuckle his belt. Your eyes drove in circles over his chest, his colorful array of tattoos, the feel of his fingers beginning to slip inside of you bringing you to moan loudly into the air.
“N-Nikki,”You growled when he pinned you to the wall of the dressing room.
“My pretty girl, so fucking needy for me,” He moaned into your ear. You hissed, fumbling for his belt. His lips pressed to your neck, the scruff of his beard scratched against your skin, bringing you to moan sweetly into the air. He was hot and sweaty, his entire body at the ready for you. His bulge was massive as he pressed his hips to your pelvis, your moan dropping open.
“So needy,” You groaned. “Need you so bad,” You started to pull the belt from its loops and tossed it to the ground as Nikki nipped at the sensitive flesh of your throat.
Your insides were churning with excitement as you fisted his hair, and your eyes dilated with excitement when Nikki’s jeans hit the ground. He stepped out of them, his boxers going next, his cock springing into the air and slapping against his abdomen. He was seeping from the tip with pre-cum, your hand reaching down to stroke him in your palm. Running your thumb over his sensitive head, you moaned loudly when you saw his weeping slit, your tongue jutting forward to lick your lips.
“I’ll never get over this,” You huffed, jerking your husband off. His emerald eyes rolled back as he reached for the bandana he wore on stage. He wrapped a piece of it around your wrist, his eyes locked on you.
“Just like that, give me exactly what I want, baby girl,” He commanded you as he stroked his fingers through your hair like a little girl. You would admit, the 30-year age gap between the two of you oftentimes made you contemplate throwing that word around. Nikki nurtured you and cared for you, he consoled you, and he took on quite the possessive role with you sometimes, and you adored it.
Continuing to stroke him, you saw the heat in his eyes as he played with you. His hand deep in between your legs, he pushed his fingers back into you, the calloused tips rubbing directly into your g-spot. You quickened your motions, your whimpers turning into full-on cries as Nikki pleasured you with his hand alone.
“O-Oh, please don’t stop,” You whined. “Please,”You begged, your hand reaching up to brace his shoulder. Your clothes were ripped away, your naked frame pressed to your husband’s as you leaned forward to kiss and suck on his neck with his cock still in your hand. He was hardened to the full extent and Nikki could feel you beginning to rock your hips into his hand.
“Look at you, pretty girl,” Nikki said, forcing your head to the side to see your reflection in the mirror. “Getting off on my fingers alone,” He sighed, kissing down your neck until he was taking one of your breasts into his mouth.
You weren’t sure what caused it. You weren’t sure whether it was the fact Nikki had you so close to the edge just by rubbing and stroking you with his fingers or the fact you saw his weeping cock beg for your pussy to be wrapped around it, but the word came without your permission.
“Daddy, please,” You whimpered.
You had never felt your man halt that quickly during foreplay in all your life.
“Whatdid you just call me, baby?” Nikki asked you, his voice raised.
With your eyebrows lifting, you felt your entire face explode with heat.
“Um,” You whispered. “I…”
Nikki pulled his fingers from your entrance, your walls unclenching at the loss of something to hold onto. With the same hand that was covered in your juices, he grabbed your jaw and forced you to look at him. “What did you just say?” He demanded. “And I better not have to ask again… Little girl,” He hissed.
Your eyes widened.
“Daddy,”You responded.
Nikki stared down at you, eyes simmering.
“Again,”
“Daddy,”You retorted.
“Louder,”Nikki demanded.
“Daddy!”You yelled.
Nikki suddenly adored this new feeling coursing through his veins. He had always enjoyed the age gap between you, as being with someone as young as you certainly made him feel younger. Without hesitation, the bandana Nikki had wrapped around one of your wrists, he smiled to himself. Grabbing your hands and forcing you around, he tied your hands behind your back.
“W-What are you doing?” You asked him.
“Daddy’s gonna take good fucking care of you, baby girl,” Nikki responded.
Your eyes widened and that was when Nikki bent you over the vanity in his dressing room. The mirror replicated your image as the lights shone on your head, his emerald eyes ablaze with such intensity.
Before you could even realize what was happening, your cheek was pressed to the surface of the vanity before Nikki grabbed your hips. In one fluid motion, he sheathed his cock deep inside of your core, your scream loud.
“Shit!”You screamed, the fullness of his length stretching you out completely.
“Don’t hold back that title now, kitten,” Nikki demanded, smoothing his hand over your bottom and adding a hard slap, bringing another yelp from your lips.
“Oh, daddy, yes!” You squeaked, the ripple of his hand smacking across your warm flesh causing your insides to spark with excitement. If you weren’t an ocean yet, you were possibly pouring with arousal now.
As Nikki thrust into you at an unforgiving pace, he looked at his reflection with a twisted grin. The love of his life, this young and beautiful woman who made him feel so alive, had suddenly brought a new element of spice to their sex life. The thought of you calling him ‘daddy’ made him hard, and it was an idea he never once voiced to you, for the fear that you would think of it to be degrading.
“You’re so tight, doll,” Nikki’s chest pressed to your back as he drove his hips viciously into yours.
“Don’t stop, please! Oh, I’m so close, daddy… Please, make me come, daddy,” You were throwing the title out with ease now, your entire body on fire for Nikki as he worked you toward your orgasm.
“Don’t fret,” Nikki laughed. “You’re gonna come so hard for daddy, aren’t ya?” He promised.
Hissing, you rolled your hips back into his.
“Yes!”You screamed.
Nikki could feel your walls tightening around him, his teeth sinking into his lip. Post-show sex was his favorite thing to do with you. He remembered the times you tagged along with him for Sixx:A.Mtouring. Every time he got off stage, he was whisking you to the nearest room so he could pinpoint his adrenaline from the shows elsewhere.
You desperately craved to touch your husband, but with your hands behind your back, he was taking full advantage. You whined and writhed as you came closer to climaxing, your entire body burning with desire for him.
“I’m so close, Nik,” You whimpered. “Wanna come for you, daddy,”You added.
Nikki growled, his lips trailing down your back with warm kisses.
“Come for daddy then, baby girl… Make a fucking mess all over daddy’s cock,” Nikki growled, nipping your neck.
A few more thrusts were all it took as you gasped, your climax washing over you. Nikki felt you unravel at the seams, his release following shortly behind as he filled you to the brim. Your eyes watered from the pleasure, the feel of him grinding deeper into you as you both drove out your climax bringing you to moan sweetly.
As you started to unwind, Nikki was untying the bandana from your wrists. He pulled out of you, his hands twisting you around so he could see you. Catching your chin in his hand, he leaned forward and kissed you passionately, your tongue meeting his.
Foreheads pressed together, you both heaved for air.
“You’re going to refer to me as daddy in the bedroom from here on out… Understood?” Nikki wrapped his hand through your hair.
Nodding your head, you kissed him again.
“Yes Sir,” You giggled quietly, easily submitting to your role.
“That’s my good girl,” Nikki whispered, giving you a smirk.
➳request: You asked for Nikki Sixx requests, well I got your back Girl! Nikki Sixx on his daughter’s wedding day. I love you Babe
➳a/n: i love YOU, babe!! this turned out so freaking SWEET!!
➳summary: It’s the day Nikki and you never thought you’d see arrive… Ella was getting married. It’s a heartfelt and teary-eyed day for the Sixx’s, especially for Nikki who is giving his little girl over to her future husband.
➳warnings: none! total fluff! well, maybe jude. he’s a warning in itself
➳pairing: current!dad!Nikki Sixx x Female!Mom!Reader
You weren’t sure who was the more emotional one on this special day. Your husband or your daughter.Both Sixx’s were teary-eyed when you saw them. You felt like you were passing tissues back and forth between them both each time you circled to different rooms. Today was one of the biggest days of your little girl’s life.She was walking down the aisle to marry her sweetheart, Justin. Ella had grown into such a bright young woman, instilled with her daddy’s values, his musical capabilities, and his strong will to never back down from a challenge. Ella truly was her father’s daughter.
You were helping her get ready as she stepped into the wedding dress. You were tying in her something blue, a bow that you wore on your wedding dress the day you and Nikki exchanged vows.
“How’s daddy?” Ella asked with a warm smile, her eyes burning as she mentioned his name.
Smiling at Ella’s reflection, you fastened the lace together, your eyes drifting across her back and shoulders that were colored with tattoos. She got that honesty from her father, too.
“He’svery emotional… I’ve had to cradle him to my chest a few times since he woke up this morning,” You giggled, earning a laugh from Ella.
“And I thought daddy said he never cries?” She snickered.
Smiling, you bit your lip. “He doesn’t… Until it comes to you. I’ve been married to your dad for 29 years. Throughout our time together, I’ve seen him cry only a handful of times. The day I told him I was pregnant with you, the day he saw and heard you on the ultrasound, the day you were born – I swear, there was an ocean on the floor as he cut your umbilical cord – and any other milestone you had that was worth shedding a tear over,” You explained, smoothing out the backside of her dress.
“Needless to say, mom’s telling you, you’re the favorite kid,” Jude, your youngest child said as he popped a candy into his mouth. You glared at him.
“He cried the day you were born too, Jude,” You informed him. “There’s something about daddies and daughters though,” You added.
Ella stuck her tongue out in Jude’s direction you rolled his eyes and subtly offered her the middle finger.
“JUDE!”You hissed, making your son scowl.
“She stuck her tongue out at me!” He said, pointing at her.
“Seriously? You both are 25 and 23… and you still act like you’re five,” You breathed out.
As you finished helping Ella, you retreated to check on Nikki. Walking into the room, you saw him with his hand wrapped around the tie.
“Need some help, babe?” You asked him with a soft smile. His green eyes lowered to yours as he welcomed you to him, his arms wrapped around your body. You took the dusty blue tie out of his hand and wrapped it around, beginning to fasten it.
“How’s our baby girl?” He asked, kissing your forehead as he rubbed your hips through the fabric of your dress that matched the color of his tie.
“Worried about her daddy,” You laughed, shifting your eyes between Nikki and your fingers. He squeezed your sides. His sunglasses rested on top of his head, the color-coordinated bandana wrapped around his hair that Ella permitted him to wear.
“Am I that emotional?” He asked you once you finished up. Resting your hands on his cheek and brushing your thumb across the star tattoo over his face, you smiled sweetly.
“You’re giving our little girl away to the man who’s going to take care of her… It’s an emotional day for me, too. But I can’t afford to break down. I’ll save that for when I see you two dance tonight,” You rubbed his face, stroking your fingers across his facial hair.
Nikki rested his forehead on yours as he captured your lips for a darling kiss.
“Also, she’s ready for her first look with you,” You informed him, kissing him gently once more. Nikki inhaled sharply as he put on his sunglasses.
“Nikki,”You said warningly. “Ella said no sunglasses,” You reminded him.
“But it hides my tears,” He said with a joking tone.
Rolling your eyes, you wrapped your hand through his and gave it a gentle squeeze.
“It’s okay to cry, Nik,” You reassured him as you leaned up to kiss his cheek softly as you two approached the door. “She’s your little girl,”
As you and your husband departed from the room, Ella was nestled in the room with the photographer who would capture her and Nikki’s first look. You wondered how Justin was holding up downstairs as the guests gathered to witness this beautiful day.
“Aunt Y/N! You look so gorgeous!” Your niece, Amber, erupted as Brittany walked alongside her.
“Thank you, sweetheart,” You grinned. “You look gorgeous, too,”
Ella had chosen Tommy and Heather’s daughter to be her Maid of Honor, meanwhile, Justin appointed Kellin as his best man, and Amber’s husband, Andy, as one of his many groomsmen. Ella’s bandmates from White Rabbit were also a part of the bridal party, which meant she was surrounded by the utmost love on her special day to become Justin’s wife.
You rubbed Nikki’s shoulder as he was led to the door.
“Ready, daddy?” You asked him. Nikki laughed, rolling his eyes as he passed his sunglasses over to you. Everyone watched as the door opened, Ella’s back turned to Nikki. She folded her hands in front of her, her matching tattoo of SIXX written across her knuckles capturing her attention. Her heart fluttered when she saw the massive grin form on the photographer’s face.
Nikki’s breath caught in his throat when he obtained the look of her back. Her colorful tattoos dotted her satin skin, the back of the dress plunging down with beads of lace at the bottom, her veil secured. It had crystal elements and with each wave of light that poured through the large window, it sparkled immensely.
Slowly, Ella turned around to face him. The moment she did, Nikki gasped.
“Oh, honey,” He said, soaking in the sight of his precious baby girl. “You look gorgeous,”He walked toward her, the sound of pictures snapping by the photographer heard in his ears.
Ella grinned, her eyes watering. “Thank you, daddy,” She said. “You look handsome as ever,” She giggled, stepping forward.
Nikki cleared the distance between them. Gently taking Ella into his arms, she wrapped them around his neck, her sniffles audible as he kissed her head.
“I’m so proud of you,” He whispered, rubbing her back.
His affirmations brought Ella to even more tears as she clutched her nails into the fabric of his jacket.
“I love you,” She told him.
“I love you all the more,” Nikki answered.
You dabbed at your eyes as Brittany wrapped her hand around your shoulder. “You and Nikki sure did make one beautiful kid,” She laughed, wiping at her own eyes. You smiled at her.
“Yeah, our genes did some kinda good, didn’t they?” You giggled.
“Yeah, except when it came to Jude,” Amber added with a snort.
“I’m standing right here, you freaking imbecile,” Jude snarled.
“Wow, it’s like he’s right next to me… Sad,’ Amber teased, throwing her arm around him. “Remember that one-time uncle Nikki had you believing that Axl was your dad, Jude?” She reminded him, Brittany’s mouth falling open.
“He did what?!”Brittany hissed.
You rolled your eyes. “I couldn’t get Jude to stop crying… He had the photo albums out of Nikki when he was a kid and said he looked nothing like him… Which led to my idiot husband telling Jude that Axl Rose was his real dad,” You sighed deeply. “Nikki still giggles when Jude brings it up,”
“He scarred me for life, Mom. Uncle Vince told me when I see my real daddy, tell him Uncle Vinny was still up for that fight,”Jude added.
You laughed, wrapping your arms around your little boy who was taller than you, officially at Nikki’s height.
When Nikki and Ella emerged, you smiled brightly. She had her hand wrapped in his as everyone gathered together. “Are we ready to get Ella married?!” Brittany squeaked.
You walked alongside your kids and husband, hearing as Ella and Nikki exchanged words and a few laughs. You were escorted to your seat and Jude took his place with the groomsmen once the procession began.
“Did Nikki cry like a baby?” Tommy whispered at your shoulder.
Nodding your head, Vince smirked at the revelation.
“Let’s not let him live that one down,” The blonde chuckled.
“How’s Ella?” Mick asked.
“Very emotional,” You whispered.
Mick flashed you a warm smile and squeezed your shoulder. Behind the closed doors that led into the garden where the ceremony was being held, Ella’s arm wrapped through Nikki’s as he lowered her veil for her. “What would you do if I just sucker-punched Justin in the jaw as I went to give you away?” He asked her.
“Daddy!”She hissed. “He sometimes thinks you hate him,”
Nikki chuckled. “Trust me… I don’t hate him. He’s been there for you and I appreciate all he’s done. I know you’ll be in good hands… Just promise me you’re not taking his last name,” He cleared his throat. “I worked hard to get Sixx as our last name,”
Ella rolled her eyes.
“Daddy, you said you were almost Nikki Nine,” Ella reminded him.
Nikki scoffed. “Keyword, Ella: Almost,” He nudged her.
Ella rolled her eyes with a smile. “But to answer your question, no.We talked and agreed that I’ll keep Sixx as my last name… plus, I don’t have time to go through all that paperwork,” Ella laughed.
As the doors to the garden opened, everyone watched. Justin’s eyes settled on Ella and his smile brightened. The music began as Nikki and Ella stepped forward, their arms linked.
Everyone erupted with smiles as they soaked in the view of the father-daughter duo. There wasn’t one dry eye in the garden, especially yours. You felt it when Brittany reached out and rested her hand on your shoulder, meanwhile, Tommy wrapped his arm around you.
“You two did amazing on that little girl,” He kissed the top of your head as Brittany beamed. Tommy had already gone through this with Amber and you remembered how hard he cried during their special day.
Nikki looked at Ella whose bottom lip was quivering.
“Shh, baby, don’t cry… Or else I’m going to cry,” He laughed, sniffling.
“I can’t help it,” Ella answered him.
When they made it to the end of the aisle, Justin stepped forward. When the question was asked about who gives Ella to Justin, you watched as Nikki pulled a funny trick. He acted as though he and Ella were turning around to which everyone laughed.
He looked at Ella with a warm smile, his hand holding hers.
“Her mother and I do,” Nikki announced, placing Ella’s hand into Justin’s before he lifted Ella’s veil. He stared into those familiar green eyes that replicated his and tears welled.
“I love you, honey,” He kissed her forehead.
“I love you all the more,” Ella smiled as she was handed to Justin, the ceremony unfolding. When Nikki took his spot next to you, Vince, Mick, and Tommy all gripped their brother’s shoulder as you found your hand to rest on his thigh, his rushing to do the same to you.
When the ceremony finished and everyone cheered as Ella and Justin exchanged their first kiss as husband and wife, Nikki was constantly wiping at his eyes. “Give me my sunglasses,” He extended his hand to you. You giggled and pulled them out and handed them over, watching as Nikki threw them on to shield his watery eyes.
It wasn’t long before the party was moved to the venue. Everyone cheered for the newlyweds and the waterworks from both you and your husband intensified when the father-daughter dance ensued.
Nikki lured Ella onto the dance floor, her wedding dress flowing with each step. Their song started and as Nikki held his little girl in his arms, he saw his mirrored image. Every mistake he ever made, he ensured she didn’t make the same. Every tear she shed, he was there to wipe away. And no matter how old she got, she would always be daddy’s little girl.
“Now, listen here,” Nikki said as he spun Ella in a circle, her laughter filling the air. “I better not hear the news your mother and I are being promoted to grandparents when you two get home from Italy,”
Ella’s jaw dropped.
“Dad!”She hissed. “I’m going on tour as soon as we get back… No way,” She laughed.
Nikki smirked and kissed her forehead.
“And it’s okay if you want to ditch him and come home for a week,” He added, sneaking a glance at Justin who was looking at them both with a smile. He winked at his new son-in-law as he held Ella close to him.
“Nikki Sixx,” Ella said his name in a warning tone.
Nikki shook his head and kissed her head again.
“I’m halfway kidding,” He sighed.
Ella wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close, remembering all those times when she was a teenager, how he’d dance with her because it made her laugh. Ella cast her eyes out to the crowd and saw you smiling widely, tears rolling down your cheeks.
“Mom’s officially broken,” Ella pointed.
Nikki grinned at you, mouthing those three words that meant everything to you.
Whisper in the Shadows ➳ Tom Hiddleston [chapter two]
➳summary: Behind the silver screen, he seized the world by storm with his crystalline blue orbs and adoring accent, his acting abilities bringing the audience to laughter, anger, or tears. Behind the screen of her laptop, she took the world by storm with her penmanship that captured the attention of her adoring crowd across the world. What happens when Tom and this exquisite author find themselves communicating, yet somehow falling in love, without her ever discovering his true identity? What begins as friendship and sweet messages turns into both of them contemplating their every move, vying for the other’s hand. Their friends around them say they’re outlandish to do this, but when this young woman’s whispers are so loud within the shadows of her pages, that the echoes of her screams can be heard through every line she writes, Tom has to do something about it. But when their identities are uncovered at an unexpected event and the revelation is made…Can they find the fairytale ending that they both had been longing for, for so long?
Love made you see the best in people when they could oftentimes be the worst.
Love blinded the eyes but unveiled the heart.
Love, from the wrong person, is bitter. It’s chaotic. It’s tragic. It’s obsessive. It’s toxic.
Love, from the right person, it’s splendor. It’s beautiful. It’s lively. It’s adoration. It’s healthy.
When could I find a love like that?
Those words from Whisper in the Shadows by this author, annavixen92, had Tom’s head swirling. From the moment he clicked on the first chapter, he was suddenly pulled into a world unknown to him, a world that featured Serenity Fields and Dawson Brewington.
Tom was used to Shakespeare, those classic romance novels, the Jane Austen kind, the ones that when it sucked him into an alternate universe, he could spend hours reading with no end in sight. Normally, discovering a modern story such as Whisper in the Shadows would cause him to step away. But this writing – there was something so different about it.
Whoeverannavixen92 was, she was a mastermind and her words had Tom wrapped up. Tom was so enthused with reading this love story that centered on Serenity’s life slipping through her fingertips as she encounters a rough divorce before she uncovered the likes of Dawson, this daring and abject man with a turbulent past who sometimes pushed Serenity out of his path, only to uncover a passionate love unlike neither had ever experienced before. Tom had been woken up by Luke shaking him and discovered his phone was screen-first against his chest.
“Geez, Tom. Did you stay up all night?” The publicist laughed at the sight of his best friend’s blonde curls a mess and his blue orbs filled with sleep.
“What time is it?” Tom asked, rubbing his eyes and quickly untangling his frame from the sheets.
“Just after 7:30,” Luke responded.
Tom nodded and pressed on with a yawn. “I’ll go ahead and get ready,” He assured Luke who showed him a generous smile. Leaving him alone, Tom looked around the room and scratched his face. Unlocking his phone, he saw that he was on chapter five of twenty-five. Part of him wished he didn’t have to handle meetings this morning. He would love nothing more than to stay inside all day and soak his crystalline eyes on the screen of his phone as annavixen92 submerged him in her world that was Serenity and Dawson.
But he knew that was useless to contemplate. He had work to take care of, with leisure time following after his duties were completed. Heading for the bathroom after putting his phone on charge, he couldn’t help but reflect on Serenity’s description of love. Whomever this author was, Tom realized they spoke nothing but the truth, even if it came out in a twisted and heart-wrenching manner. But that was sometimes the best way to expose oneself.
As Tom washed his hair, he recalled the beautiful detail of Serenity. A sweet and young woman who had her lively nature snatched from her through the lies of her ex-husband, Tristan. Serenity was in the midst of a battle with this putrid ex-husband as they went through the motions of a messy divorce, until Tristan’s best friend, Dawson Brewington entered the picture. A dark-haired male with tattoos and a tragic past of his own. He despised the man who he claimed as a ‘best friend’ for so many years once he stumbles across the beloved Serenity.
Dawson understood he wasn’t to interfere with a husband and wife who were separated and undergoing a divorce, but there was something so crystal clear about Serenity, that Dawson couldn’t stay away. Tom could feel the strength that resonated from Dawson’s dominant character and his heartfelt feelings toward Serenity, although he was skeptical of binding himself to a woman who shouldn’t be touched by him.
It was all Tom could think about, from the moment he finished his shower, to the second he got dressed, and all the way downstairs when he made it to the waiting car that came to pick him and Luke up.
While he was on his way to conduct business, little did he know that the gorgeous author was halfway across the world in Tennessee, struggling to breathe.
“Can you do anythingright?”Your boss, a disgusting gentleman by the name of Pierce asked you as he spat in your face. “There are three tables waiting for your lousy service! Geez, you go through a divorce, and suddenly, you’re damaged goods. No wonder Trent left. I would’ve run a longtime ago, too!” He pushed past you, knocking the things out of your hands.
A gasp cut from your throat as you stood there, tears threatening to spill. It was another night at Mallory’s, and of course, you were thrown to the wolves. Everything in your world seemed to flip upside down. Struggling to find balance, you bit down on your lip until you nearly drew blood.
Across the room tucked away in the corner was Stephanie Wilson. She pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and glanced at you. “I’ve got you,” She looked at you. “Go to the walk-in, take a breather,”
Your eyes cut up at her.
“Stephanie, I can’t ask you to,” – “This isn’t you asking me, this is me telling you,” She hurriedly reached up and grabbed your shoulders. She could see the panic written on your face. “You’re seconds away from a breakdown. Your mental health? Far more important than pleasing Pierce’s ass,”
You sniffled, your chest tightening. Stephanie pulled you in for a quick hug. “Go,”She told you again. You nodded and hurried out of the kitchen and toward the back where the walk-in fridge was. Pulling the door open and sealing yourself in, the cold air hit your lungs and you gasped at the feel.
Immediately, your shoulders started to shake as the cry exploded. Leaning against the wired racks of the inside, your forehead rested against your arm as your tears flowed freely down your cheeks. Everything seemed to be getting worse.While Trent was trying to plaster you as the cheating one in your marriage, it was never you. It was always him. He played his cards to make you out to be the abusive wife who hurt him, whereas the story was turned the other way around.
You still had scars and fresh bruises to prove it. His nights when he returned home, absolutely drunk and ready to brawl. He slapped you, kicked you, punched you. He did everything and anything he could that brought you to the ground. It took everything you could just to get a restraining order against him as you two worked through the divorce, although you were assured he had moved on with the woman he cheated on you with.
The cries robbed you of your feelings, constant pain and agony coursing through your body to the point you felt like you were going to be sick.What felt like hours had only been a couple of minutes when the door to the walk-in opened. A waiter, Ben Carter, stopped in his tracks.
“O-oh, I’m sorry,” He said, closing the door, but you shook your head and wiped your eyes.
“No, Ben, it’s fine,” You sniffled and stepped out. “I’m the one who should be sorry,” You whispered and hurried away before any more questions could be asked. When you came around the corner, Pierce rolled his eyes.
“Hiding on the job? Keep that up, and you’re getting your check cut short again,” He snarled.
Hissing, you squeezed your eyes shut.
“Pierce, I think you’reway out of line here,” Stephanie cleared her throat. “Should I make a phone call to Samantha? I bet she would love to hear how awful her supposed favorite manager treats employees in her absence,”
Pierce’s eyes widened, his jaw falling open. “You wouldn’t dare,”He narrowed his eyes on Stephanie.
She cocked an eyebrow, clearly willing to test the theory.
Pierce glanced between you and Stephanie.
“If you can’t function here, then just go home,” He huffed under his breath and disappeared. Stephanie turned to look at you.
“Go home and get some sleep… Your bags are starting to get bags, sweetie,” She said, cracking a small smile, one that actually made youchuckle.
“Thank you,” You whispered. Stephanie smiled.
“I’ll be over later, okay? Maybe try and write. You always do best at this time anyway,” She laughed genuinely.
You offered her another softened, yet teary-eyed smile. Once you clocked out and grabbed a drink, you made the walk toward your car. The beat-up sedan was squealing as the brakes were in dire need of a change, you were positive the filters in the car needed to be checked, and you were nearly on E on the gas hand. But when money was tight because Trent ensured to clean everything out of your bank account before he left, you were living paycheck to paycheck, and even that wasn’t enough.
The drive to your apartment was filled with that same silence, but thankfully no rainstorm appeared. You were grateful to see the apartment for the first time.
When you made it inside and changed into more comfortable clothes that were not your black-on-black waitress outfit, you headed for your laptop.
The moment you opened it, a blank page for twenty-six of Serenity and Dawson’s story met your eyes.
Gulping, that’s when your fingers started to run freely.
“This rollercoaster that is my life has unexpectedly derailed and I’m not sure how much longer I can hang on before I hit the ground.”
➳summary: Behind the silver screen, he seized the world by storm with his crystalline blue orbs and adoring accent, his acting abilities bringing the audience to laughter, anger, or tears. Behind the screen of her laptop, she took the world by storm with her penmanship that captured the attention of her adoring crowd across the world. What happens when Tom and this exquisite author find themselves communicating, yet somehow falling in love, without her ever discovering his true identity? What begins as friendship and sweet messages turns into both of them contemplating their every move, vying for the other’s hand. Their friends around them say they’re outlandish to do this, but when this young woman’s whispers are so loud within the shadows of her pages, that the echoes of her screams can be heard through every line she writes, Tom has to do something about it. But when their identities are uncovered at an unexpected event and the revelation is made…Can they find the fairytale ending that they both had been longing for, for so long?
➳summary: Maddie Pine thought she had her life figured out. She was pursuing her lifelong dream of becoming an artist, she had her two best friends Tom and Elena, and she was set to marry her college on-again, off-again boyfriend, Drake. But like everything in Maddie’s life, it never came easy. As the thunder clouds build overhead, a hurricane erupts when Maddie catches her fiancé cheating on her. Devastated and forced to cancel her weekend getaway with her and Tom’s families, Maddie’s unsure if she can carry on with her life… Until six months later, she receives an invitation to her ex-fiancéandcousin’s wedding extravaganza. Tom, the only man in this world who knows her inside and out, devises a plan to throw it back in the enemy’s face. He suggests that he and Maddie fake date for the wedding. But the night of the rehearsal dinner, Tom suddenly pushes the envelope a little too far and informs everyone that he and Maddie aren’t just dating, but they’re engaged.With both families ecstatic, Maddie and Tom are caught in the lies they tell to make their story believable… It’s all fun and games until you’re suddenly falling head over heels in love with your best friend, a promise you vowed to keep so many years ago. Join Maddie and Tom as they ride the waves of the ocean they’ve created and hopefully succeed in their escapade. Because if not… they’ll never be the same.
Saturday. Sunny. Not a cloud in the sky. Work calls.
“Hey, Maddie, could you arrange the paints that came in this morning?” Elena Johnson, Maddie’s longtime best friend and current boss, requested of her with a smile. Quickly glancing up at her from the stack of bins in her small hands, Maddie nodded her head.
Maddie had been working at Michaels Arts and Crafts store since she turned fifteen. She was currently an art student attending an actual art school. Maddie was grateful enough to her beloved parents for helping out, but more so to herself that a full-ride scholarship was granted to her for her artistic abilities.
Always maintaining a gift for sketches, painting, and everything art-related, it truly was Maddie’s calling and passion. Despite her aunt and uncle’s critical spurts at Thanksgiving and Christmas when the relatives got together.
One question Maddie always heard from dear Grandma Stella was:
“Why don’t you do like your sweet cousin, Hannah, and become a nurse?”
The most straightforward answer without causing a war: Maddie liked to paint.
Hannah didn’t have one innovative bone in her body. Her voice croaked as though she had a frog lodged in it, she believed Shakespeare was the name of a vessel that sailed across America, and she stumbles over her own feet.
She was gifted with good looks and nice hair, but again, nothing else.
So how she got into nursing school was beyond Maddie’s understanding.
There was no way in hell Maddie would allow Hannah Lucas to stick her with a needle.
Placing her things to the side, Maddie rescued her iPod Touch out of the pocket of her blue skinny jeans, soon scrambling to gather her earbuds.
“You were not tangled when I put you in my pocket!” Maddie hissed under her breath. It was as though they came alive in the darkness of her pocket, tangling their wires together into a tiny little knot. Maddie wondered if gremlins lived within the depths of her pockets and generated this distress. Toiling, Maddie persisted to unravel them as she made her way toward the back of the store that held the unorganized paints.
By the time Maddie reached her destination, she let out an “Aha!”to which a customer heard her, quickly peeking at the young worker. Maddie glanced back at her, seeing the artificial arrangement of flowers cradled in her hands. Lilies. Quick, what goes good with fake lilies?
“Those would look great paired with roses,” Maddie relaxed her hands on her hips in an endeavor to appear somewhat experienced. The woman averted her eyes to the flowers in hand, clearly not wanting to associate herself with an eighteen-year-old female who was held victorious untwisting her earbuds…
Folding her head down in humiliation, her cheeks burned red. Maddie quickly pushed the earbuds inside her ears and pressed shuffle on the iPod.
InstantlyDONTTRUSTMEby 3OH!3 came on. Maddie was suddenly grinning to herself, observing as the customer who scrutinized her amusingly darted down another aisle. Pushing her hips in circles, Maddie dropped herself to the ground and started sorting through the container of paints. It was a box full of acrylics, varying in a rainbow of colors.
As the music wafted through her ears, Maddie found herself humming. Gathering up a few bottles at a time, she wandered over to the shelves and lined them in neatly. The song played through and she was awkwardly dancing back and forth to it. It reminded her of all those cheesy dances she went to in junior high, which normally ended with someone getting drunk because their parents weren’t home and the party was moved there.
Elena had no issue with Maddie listening to music when it came to stocking, so long as it didn’t interfere with her helping customers.
Yet Maddie wasn’t anticipating being caught red-handed and ultimately mortified. Her dark hair flowed in its messy ponytail as she exploded with the raunchy lyrics.
Maddie piped the explicit words under her breath, not acknowledging her voice was carrying its way across the store. Her salacious dance had begun to transform into swaying hip gestures that would have her mother’s jaw striking the ground every time she trekked over to gather acrylic paints from the box. With that being said, she never saw himcoming.
Rotating into a circle, she shut her eyes and resumed the ill-sounding verse that was so freeing to sing, until she opened her eyes to see someone standing there.
“AHHHHH!”Maddie unexpectedly found herself colliding into someone’s chest. A hard chest at that.
Maddie yanked the earbuds out, the music still playing rather loudly.
“I am so sorry,” The voice said. It was velvety, delicate, and belonged to a guy. “But 3OH!3?”
And he had an accent?
Pause.
Did he just scorn her music selection?
Gradually, Maddie peeled her eyes away from the floor and peeked up. Clothed in a t-shirt and jeans, he had the curliest blonde hair and a pair of lovely eyes.
“Are you alright?” He asked Maddie, catching her bottles of acrylic paint on the floor to which he quickly bent down and helped her to pick up. Once they had them all nestled back into the box, Maddie breathed out a sigh.
“Yeah, curls. Thanks,” Maddie suppressed a laugh, his eyes flickering when she referred to him as curls. “Also, don’t hate on 3OH!3.” She pointed an index finger at him before continuing. “Um, is there something I can help you with?”
He grinned softly, licking his lips.
“I assume you also belt out the lyrics to My First Kiss, don’t you? But yeah, I was actually going to see if you could point me in the direction of painting. I’ve decided to participate in the activity.” He looked at Maddie who studied his face, pondering where his accent hailed from.
“Ireland?” Maddie questioned.
He narrowed his eyes. “Excuse me?”
“Australia, wait, no. Hold on, I have to run through my countries.”
The man tipped his head to the side. “What are you - Wait. You seriously can’t tell from the accent?” He crossed his arms over his chest.
“England!” Maddie cried.
“Atta girl,” He chuckled.
“Do you really love tea and is the weather the only thing you like to talk about?” Maddie threw out stereotypes. “And why do you call fries chips? A chip comes in a Lays bag.” She jabbered on to the stranger. That was her character trait. Maddie could befriend anyone, but something about the way he looked at her deliriously only added a comical element to the plain.
“Darling, if I’m not mistaken, you just stereotyped me. Hard.” He breathed out.
Maddie inhaled sharply. “Whoa, ‘darling’, already? I don’t even know your name.” She laughed. “But no, I’m just picking fun at you… Except for the chips and fries debate, that one still confuses me.”
He persisted to look at Maddie, blinking a few times as he analyzed her face.
“I’mTom, by the way. Hiddleston.” He presented her with his largehand.
Maddie beamed. “Who names their kid Tom by the way Hiddleston?” She blinked.
Tom gazed at this beautiful woman and that was when the two of them began laughing.
“Okay, I’m sorry. I’m Madelyn Pine, but please never call me Madelyn, unless I’m in trouble. Stick to Maddie if you want to see another day. Now really, I need to act like I’m doing my job. What can I do for you, Tom?”
He looked back at the painting supplies. “As I said, I want to try my hand at painting. I can act, somewhat sing, might as well add to the list… and maybe I’m trying to come up with an idea for a Christmas gift for my mom.”
“Christmas gift in September?” Maddie giggled.
Tom stared at her with his own chuckle. “If I’m horrible at it, I need to get some practice in beforehand.” He told her with a small smile.
Nodding, Maddie understood. “Do you want me to show you the supplies or would you like lessons?”
Tom’s eyes flickered wildly with curiosity at her suggestion.
“Lessons sound intriguing.”
Maddie bit her lip. “Here,” She smiled and pulled a pen out of her pocket. Grabbing Tom’s hand, she scribbled her number down on his palm. “This is my number… And this is what time my class starts tomorrow.”
Tom looked at Maddie and she smiled softly. “I’m an art student at the New York School of Art. I’ve been painting since I was six. Might I add, I’m pretty good. So I can show you a thing or two. Quite possibly, I could have you ready to paint a gift for Mumbefore Christmas.” She winked, bringing Tom to roll his eyes at the pronunciation of ‘mom’.
“You don’t rest, do you?” He asked her.
Maddie shook her head. “Nope, and if you want these lessons, you’ll have to deal with it.”
His smile spread wide across his face. “Thank you, I appreciate it.”
Maddie nodded, giving back the smile. “Wait, did I hear you say you act? I swear you have a face that’s reallyfamiliar.”
Tom chuckled. “A few things here and there, yeah. Now just waiting for the breakthrough, I presume.” He sighed.
Maddie smiled. “With those curls? You should get something.” She giggled. “How old are you?” Suddenly she asked.
Tom narrowed his eyes. “How old do I look?”
Contemplating, Maddie made a noise with her mouth as she surveyed him. Walking around him, Tom let out a laugh.
“Twenty…” She crossed her arms over her chest. “Three.”
Tom smirked. “Five years off, Love… Do better,”
Ten-year age difference. Not too bad. Her mother may be a little wary, but that’s only if she found out. Until then, Maddie wouldn’t let him think it was okay.
“That is disgusting. You are ancient.” Maddie stuck her tongue out at him.
He gasped. “How old are you?!”
“Eighteen!”
“A child!” Tom cried out.
Maddie and Tom exchanged a stare before they both busted into a fit of giggles.
He checked the time on his watch and sighed. “Alright, Maddie. I’ll let you get back to work. But I’ll see you tomorrow night, okay?”
Maddie smiled and nodded her head.
“See you tomorrow, Curly Fry.” She sighed, already pinning him with a nickname that had him blushing.
MAY 21, 2021
HOLLYWOOD, CALIFORNIA
The wind whipped through Maddie’s dark curls, the top down on the newly purchased Jaguar. With a grey exterior with red-hot seats, she felt like a primetime babe sitting behind the wheel of the convertible. Sunglasses covered her green eyes, Shoot to Thrill by AC/DC blasting. Weaving in and out of traffic, she watched as he grabbed the door handle.
“Darling,do you even know how fast you’re going?!” Maddie’s best friend of twelve years, Tom Hiddleston, exclaimed from the passenger’s seat of the car. Maddie let out a bellowing laugh, watching as his short and dirty blonde hair wafted along with the wind, the collar of his button-up nearly flapping.
“Oh, Hiddleston, you LOVE this!” Maddie exclaimed, pulling up at a light. “It was your idea for me to buy a Jag… you did this.” She pointed at him. She gazed down at the engagement ring on her left hand, watching as it dazzled underneath the sunlight.
“Yeah, but I’d also like to make it back to London in one piece.” He looked over at Maddie.
Smiling, Maddie reached out and grabbed his hand, tangling it through hers. “I’ll buy you a drink after this, alright?” She nudged him, knowing the man would never turn down the chance to drink with her.
“Make it a double… or a triple if we make it out of this car alive,” Tom smirked at her gorgeous face.
The duo’s next destination was the wedding dress shop. Maddie’s dress had its final alterations made and she wanted to have it picked up before she flew out to New York.
The time had come again for Maddie and Tom’s families to get together for a small, two-week getaway trip to a location that was randomly chosen… from a hat.
Thrilling, right? Each family member attending would write down their choice and toss it into a hat. Once it came time to plan the trip, the destination would be chosen and everyone would pitch in to pay.
This time, Tom’s mother, Diana, and Maddie’s mother, Amanda, picked together. The two became best friend’s nearly a year after Maddie and Tom did when Diana was adamant about meeting some of the young girl’s family upon her son bringing her home for a weekend in London right as Tom’s first movie, Thor took off, where he played the evil brother of a highly-acclaimed hero with superpowers, whose throne Tom’s character, Loki, was threatening to take over.
Once the two women were in the same room together, they were inseparable.
The destination chosen by Diana and Amanda was Hawaii.
Maddie was very much excited but desperately wanted to get to the bridal shop.
When the light turned green, Tom nearly gripped the sides of the red seats as Maddie lurched forward, practically bypassing everyone.
“Youstill scare the shit out of me,” Tom whispered.
“Hey!Language, Mr. Prim, and Proper!” She smacked his arm.
Tom shook his head. “You do! Love, we need to make it in one piece.Notseveral pieces.”
Giggling, Maddie soon pulled into the parking lot of the dress shop. Closing the top on the grey Jaguar, she and Tom both piled out. But of course, him being dramatic, he bent himself over with his hands on his knees.
“I think I’m going to throw up, darling.” He announced to her.
Maddie walked over to him, rubbing his back. “Aww, poor baby Hiddleston!” She said in a baby voice, making him playfully shove her. “Straighten yourself up. We’ve got work to do.” She winked.
Pushing her way inside, Maddie went up to the desk and was greeted with a friendly smile.
“Hi, I’m Maddie Pine. I’m here to pick up my wedding dress.” She informed her. The receptionist looked between Maddie and Tom, smirking to herself.
“I thought it was bad luck for the groom to see the bride’s dress?”
Maddie and Tom immediately shared a glance. “We’re not together.” They both said at the same time.
The woman glanced at the pair again, quickly laughing. In her mind, she thought of them to be quite adorable. A gentleman with blonde hair and crystal blue eyes paired up with a chestnut beauty with sparkling emeralds. “I’ll let Grace know you’re here, Ms. Pine,”
Maddie quietly thanked her as she turned back around, Tom and she made their way over to the bay window that showcased the glimmering downtown of Hollywood. “Tell me again why you dragged me along to pick up your wedding dress?” He leaned over her shoulder with a whisper.
Laughing, Maddie turned around to face him. “Because someone called and said they were in town… I figured it’d give us some time to catch up. We’ve still got to plan to sit down and watch the first season of Loki together. I’m very excited.” She nudged his side. She was proud of him for everything he had accomplished
Tom chuckled. “Don’t let Drake find out you’re with me,” He whispered.
Scoffing, Maddie rolled her eyes at the mention of her fiancé’s name. “Drake can kiss my ass. He’s just a fiancé, you’re my best friend.”
Tom smiled. “You did meet me first, didn’t you? Anyway, are you sure you want to marry him? Based on that comment, you could care less.”
Heloved giving Maddie hell, not just for Drake, but any guy she had ever dated. It’s how the two functioned. When either of them got themselves tangled up in a relationship, they nitpicked the other’s significant other… Until there were certain ones that they found no flaws in.
“At least my ass didn’t get a song written about them.” Maddie looked up at him, Tom’s mouth falling open.
“You’renever going to let the Swift comments go… are you?”
Maddie shook her head. “I’ll tell your kids about it too.”
Tom rolled his eyes and shoved her.
“You’re just upset I didn’t take you as my date to the Met Gala,” He narrowed his gaze.
Maddie turned around, arms crossed over her chest. “Yeah? If you would’ve taken me, your ass wouldn’t have a hit on the radio,”
Tom glared meanwhile Maddie’s lips pressed into a tight line. But then Maddie snickered, not able to keep a straight face. He wrapped his arm around her and hugged her to his side.
“Darling, I would’ve taken you, had you not been showcasing your newest art piece.”
Sighing, Maddie nodded. “…Which my best friend thought wasn’t as important as the Met Gala”
“Darling!” He groaned. “I was invited!”
Just as Maddie was about to say something more snarky just to irk his nerves, Grace appeared. “Maddie! Hi!” She smiled, then looked at Tom briefly. “Is this the darling groom?”
“Best friend,” Maddie and Tom again said in unison.
Grace quickly nodded, glancing between the two, ushering them back. Maddie reached her hand out and wiggled her fingers, motioning Tom to follow. Once they were nestled in the back, Tom took a seat in the waiting portion while Grace helped Maddie into the gown.
“This dress is stunning, Maddie. The day you purchased it, I had four other brides want the same one.” She informed the bride with a glimmering smile. Maddie giggled lightly, watching as she unzipped the bag. She removed her clothes and was soon placed back into the wedding dress.
Fitting her frame perfectly, it was solid white with beads of lace running across it. The veil Maddie had chosen was long and sparkly. The dress itself was strapless and pushed her chest upwards, giving her an encouraging lift. It hugged her small waist and was a mermaid style at the bottom. Looking at herself in the mirror, Maddie gasped, covering her mouth.
“You look gorgeous,” Grace grasped her shoulders. “Are you going to let the gentleman outside look?”
Nodding, she helped Maddie off of the step.
Making her way out of the small room, Tom’s head picked up. His eyes grew wide, his smile stretching out across his face. Pressing his index finger to his pursed lips, he watched as the gown moved elegantly with each step Maddie took. Stepping onto the platform, she looked at him with tear-filled eyes.
“Darling, you look breathtaking,”Tom announced, standing up. Maddie smiled and watched him come closer, his hands reaching out to grab hers.
Sniffling, Maddie wiped her eyes.
“I figured since you and my dad are giving me away, it was only fitting if my best friend saw it,” Maddie whispered. It was a decision that her father was certainly a part of. Jake Pine encouraged Maddie to ask Tom to walk her down the aisle alongside him, as he and Tom both had been steady men in her life.
The small pain that coursed through Tom’s chest when Maddie mentioned him walking her down the aisle was evident, but he tried to mask it with another smile. He wanted Maddie happy, and if walking her down the aisle to the prick he couldn’t stand made her happy, he’d do it with pride.
“You look gorgeous, love. It’s you in a dress, extra as ever.” Tom laughed, causing Maddie to grin. For a moment, the two of them stared at one another longingly before she ultimately cleared her throat.
“I’m going to take it off… if I don’t, I’ll never want to.” She sighed, turning around to disappear into the back. Tom walked back over to the seat and plopped down, his head falling into his hands.
He was more than ready to get this vacation in Hawaii started, so he could be around everyone. Although he’d have to deal with Maddie’s nuisance of a fiancé, so long as he could see her smile, he would be pleased.
Tom had been told countless times, whether it was from Diana, Emma, Sarah, Chris, or even Ben or Sophie, that he was a fool if he let Maddie get married on December 4th.
But Tom wasn’t about to bust up a relationship that she seemed happy with, all because sometimes he laid in his bed at night, wishing she were there.
Then again, Tom fought himself constantly over the idea of whether or not he and Maddie were meant to be together. Part of him screamed yes, they were a match made from above. Yet the other part of him yelled no. Why? Because their friendship had stood through the test of time, his crazy life, her swirling world, and many scandalous ups and downs that nearly broke them. Maddie adored his life, the liveliness of it, the satisfaction of the fame. She ate up any chance he gave her to be in the spotlight alongside him.
Could they really be together?
Tom was pulled out of his thoughts when Maddie reemerged, the dress in hand.
“Ready?” Maddie smiled at her best friend, the man who had essentially watched her grow up. She was all but eighteen, spunkier than ever, while he was four years away from entering his thirties.
The two balanced the other out, everything falling into place. Tom knew he was hooked on Maddie the moment she made fun of him for being British in that small aisle inside Michaels twelve years ago.
He couldn’t afford to lose her. If he did, he would lose a piece of himself. The woman who has kept him practically grounded. His closest confidant, the person who knew his deepest and darkest secrets, never once passed judgment.
“Yeah,” He smiled, the two of them soon making their way out of the dress shop. Tom grabbed the dress from Maddie’s hands and was headed to put it into the car until she made a sour face.
“What?” He asked, then he realized.
The damn dress wasn’t going to fit.
“You are a dumbass for driving the two seated convertible to get your wedding dress!” Tom exclaimed, making Maddie bust out laughing.
“But I’m the dumbass you love, Hiddleston!.”
Tom felt his heart clench at the word love.
“Oh… you are.” Tom sighed, the two of them soon figuring out how to travel with the dress inside of its bag.
The drive back to Maddie’s Hollywood home was filled with her shrieking, “Thomas William, if you crease my dress, I’m throwing you into a volcano as soon as we get to Hawaii!”
“Just shut up and keep driving, I’ve got it!” He said back to Maddie through a laugh.
T-Minus two days until Maddie’s flight to New York before she leaves for Hawaii…
➳ summary: Two years after you and Tom say ’I do’, the decision has been made that Ella deserves to become a big sister. But when struggles are faced with a jealous two-year-old who doesn’t want to share her parents, plus hideous parts of your past come back to greet you, can you really build this darling family with your husband and get out in one piece?
➳ summary: Two years after you and Tom say ’I do’, the decision has been made that Ella deserves to become a big sister. But when struggles are faced with a jealous two-year-old who doesn’t want to share her parents, plus hideous parts of your past come back to greet you, can you really build this darling family with your husband and get out in one piece?
➳ summary: Two years after you and Tom say ’I do’, the decision has been made that Ella deserves to become a big sister. But when struggles are faced with a jealous two-year-old who doesn’t want to share her parents, plus hideous parts of your past come back to greet you, can you really build this darling family with your husband and get out in one piece?
“How are you?” Your mother asked over the line when silence had brewed. A surge of anger coursed through your veins as you swallowed hard.
“How can you even ask me that?” You shot out.
Tom was rubbing his fingers into your skin. Your eyes flickered up at him as you motioned for him to go ahead and start driving home.
“What? Honey, it’s… It’s been a while,” Your mother who was named Cassandra, responded.
“Exactly,Cassandra.It’s been more than a while,” You spat.
“Excuse me? Who do you think you are?” She shot back at you.
“A woman who deserted me when I NEEDED her, that’s freaking who!” You screamed. “The moment I told you I was pregnant, you and Dad cast me aside as if I were trash!A used-up whore is what I recall you telling me,” You seethed.
Tom’s face flickered with anger at the revelation of your mother’s harsh words.
“Y/N, that was…”
“THREE YEARS AGO!” You informed her. “My daughter is TWO. TWO!”Your voice wavered and Tom felt the need to calm you down.
“Baby, shh,” He reached over and ghosted his hand over your stomach. You clutched your fingertips through his knuckles as tears threatened to build.
“…I’ve made some mistakes, I know,” Cassandra breathed out. “I’ve regretted everything I’ve told you. When you left, and I never heard from you again – it hurt me,”
Scoffing, you ran your hand over your face. “Really? You’re the one who was hurt? You don’t know how much HELL I’ve been through the last three years,” You griped.
“Then let me be a part of your and my granddaughter’s life. We can start over,” You heard the breaking in her voice.
Rolling your eyes, you shook your head. “No, that’s not a good idea… I’m not sure whether Ican forgive you. And there’s no point in letting my daughter know somebody who didn’t even want her. And newsflash, Cassandra.She’s the best child I could have ever asked for. When you and Dad shut the door on me, she was the only light I had and NO ONE is going to take that AWAY from me. Do you hear me? So, listen clearly. I don’t want you a part of mine, my daughter’s, OR my husband’s lives. You got that?” You knew you were coming off short-tempered, but how could she? Cassandra hadn’t spoken a word to you since she and your father kicked you out of their house.
“Y-you’re married? You and Ian are married?” She asked.
Clenching your jaw, you closed your eyes. “No,” You answered. “I married my daughter’s father,”
Andthat opened the door to your mother’s ridicule. “So you cheated on poor Ian?”
“SCREW. YOU.” You screamed and hung up the phone before quickly blocking it. Tears streamed down your cheeks as your face fell into your hands, the phone dropping into the floorboard beneath you. Tom was thankful he arrived at the house just moments after.
“Baby,”He cooed. You sobbed as he hurried his way out of the car after cutting the engine. He raced to the passenger’s side and yanked the door open before pulling you into his arms. You cried with your face buried into the crook of his neck, arms tossed over his shoulders.
“I hate her so much, Tom,” You sobbed. “S-she deserted me, she never cared,”
Tom ran his hands through your hair and quickly pulled you into his arms. He carried you bridal style toward the front door, he unlocked it and whisked you inside.
“I know, Darling, I know,” Tom kissed your cheeks that were wet with tears. As he got you inside the house, he carried you toward the couch and sat down, feeling as you curled up into his lap. Undergoing this kind of stress certainly wasn’t beneficial for you, especially this early on in the pregnancy. Deep down, Tom hoped that Cassandra wouldn’t make a return, as he wasn’t sure what he would do if you were face-to-face with your mother again.
Stroking his fingers through your hair, he held you in silence while ensuring you were calming down. “Hey, look at me,” He said, grabbing your chin and tilting your head backward. Your eyes were glassy, his heart-shattering at the sight of you crying. “It’s okay. I’m here, Carrie and Ben are here, we’ve got Ella, not to mention another addition on the way,” He rested his hand on the nonexistent bump. “You’ve got us all surrounding you, and I promise you, I won’t let anything happen to you, Ella, or this baby,”
Sniffling, you nodded your head. Tom offered you a kind smile.
“Now, come here, Love,” He pulled you forward for a sweet kiss. “Do you want to go with me to get Ella from daycare, or will you be okay here by yourself?”
You sighed, knowing you should start dinner. “Go ahead, I’ll get started on dinner,” You rubbed his chest. He nodded and left a lingering kiss on your forehead that made you smile.
Tom grabbed his keys for the second time and left the house. While you went into the kitchen to start dinner for the three of you, your husband was gripping the leather-wrapped steering wheel as he focused on the situation from earlier. His knuckles flushed white at the raging thought of your mother and how she spoke to you. He found solace in the fact that his mother, sweet Diana, accepted you as her own daughter. He wished that Ella would’ve had both grandparents on either side of the family in her life, but according to your mother’s actions… Tom never wanted his little girl to face those hardships.
The drive to Ella’s daycare was filled with the soft hum of the radio, but Tom’s mind was echoing. He was grateful when he arrived and stepped out, sunshades thrown over his eyes as he approached the door leading into the daycare. Immediately, Ella’s head which was full of precious blonde locks popped up.
“DADDY!”She squealed, her toddler feet rushing her forward. He smiled and admired the outfit he had dressed her in. The baby blue shirt was paired with a coral pair of shorts and her white sandals.
“Ella-Bella!”Tom said, moving to the floor as Ella raced forward. He picked his baby girl up, feeling as she immediately pulled the sunglasses off his face so she could see his eyes. She squeezed his cheeks together and kissed him, Tom laughing.
“How’s my darling girl? Did you have fun today, sweetheart?” He asked her, tickling her belly.
“Mmhmm!” Ella folded her hands together before dropping her head onto her father’s shoulder.
“Hi, Tom,” Mary, the head of the daycare spoke with a kind smile. She was a younger woman who had a love for all children around her. “Ella has been asking me constantly when daddy was coming to get her,”
Tom’s face brightened with a smile as he looked at Mary. “Thanks for all you do, Mary,” He sighed.
Mary smiled, dipping her head. The brunette flashed Ella a smile, her blue eyes sparkling. “Don’t tell the others… But Ella is certainly a favorite of mine,” She said as Ella beamed at her. “How’s Y/N?”
Tom sighed. Mary had become a good friend to the two of you since enrolling Ella in her daycare. “Well, you didn’t hear it from me, but,” He licked his lips. “She’s pregnant,”
Mary’s eyes widened as she reached out to grab Tom’s arm.
“Really?! Oh my God, Tom, congratulations!I know how hard you two have been trying,” She covered her mouth with a wide smile.
Tom laughed, nodding. “I didn’t realize how hard it would be. The first time around… Well, neither of us remembered it, but…” He trailed with a blush, Mary laughing with him. She knew the back story to your and Tom’s crazy journey, a story that seemed it was only fitting for a bookor crazy drama show.
“Sometimes it’s a hit or miss,” Mary breathed out. “But please, if you two need anything, don’t hesitate to reach out to me. I adore Y/N. And if you two ever need a babysitter on the weekends when Carrie isn’t available, don’t hesitate to call. Keeping Ms. Ella Hiddleston is a treasure,”
“That’s me!” Ella piped up at the mention of her name.
Tom chuckled and kissed his little girl’s cheek. “Indeed it is, love bug. Are you ready to go see Mommy? She’s missed you so much,”
“Mommy!”Ella nodded with a beautiful smile. Mary laughed and grabbed the bag Ella was given earlier this morning before waving goodbye to the toddler.
“Bye, Ella!” Mary waved.
“Bye, May-May!” Ella blew her a kiss. She was certainly a charismatic little girl, something she got from Tom entirely.
The car ride home featured Ella and Tom blaring the radio, each of them singing random songs that both recognized. Ella’s voice squealed when she saw the familiar home appear in her eyesight. As he unbuckled Ella from her seat, Bobby was already barking on the other side of the door, immediately bringing excitement to course through the toddler’s already wired veins. She rushed to the door and stood on her tip-toes to reach the doorknob, almost able to get it.
“Dada! Help!” She cried.
“Hold on, princess,” Tom laughed. “Daddy’s coming,” He twisted the doorknob, the chocolate Cocker-Spaniel dashing forward at the sight of his favorite tiny human. Licking Ella in the face as she fell to her knees, she giggled excitedly as Bobby smothered her in love. Ella gently held his head.
You smiled at the sight of them as dinner cooked on the stove. “Do you remember when she first learned to say, Bobby?” You looked at Tom.
Tom scoffed. “Yeah, she called him Booby for the longest time. You should’ve seen the looks I got on walks with her and him. I had to swear his name was Bobby and showed the tag for proof,”
You giggled at the memory. “Ella-Bella!” You called your daughter’s name.
“MOMMY!”Ella screeched as she pushed off Bobby and rushed for you. You picked the baby girl up in your arms and felt as she began to smother you in kisses. She ran her hands over your hair and gave you a delightful smile, one that replicated Tom’s perfectly.
“Did you have fun with Mary today at daycare?” You asked her.
Ella nodded and held up her wrist to show a bracelet that she was given.
“Oooh! It’s so pretty, baby,” You gasped. “Mommy may have to get one too so we can match!”
Tom smiled and put Ella’s things away. “Here, you go ahead and settle in with her, I’ll finish up dinner,” He whispered as he planted a kiss on your forehead. Nowadays, Ella didn’t try to shove your face away in jealously. She allowed you two to share kisses and adorably would yell, “Awww!”every time.
You placed Ella down and laughed. “Let’s go ahead and get your bath, okay?” You asked her.
“Okay!”Ella agreed before rushing toward the staircase. You hurried in behind her, watching as she mastered the stairs with crawling, her laughter echoing off the walls and bringing utter joy to your husband’s ears as he tended to your unfinished dinner.
While you bathed Ella though, your mind was running with an instant replay of your conversation from earlier. You still couldn’t believe your mother had the audacity to call you, after all this time.
And while you shouldn’t stress over it, there was a part of you that feared the worst;
➳a/n:this is a follow up to the foreshadowing of Ella and Nikki playing on stage together in Stealing the Show
➳summary: It has been one of Nikki’s lifelong dreams to have his little girl play alongside him for a show. At Download 2016, the members of Sixx:A.M. come together with the help of you to bring Ella out for the show, so she can surprise Nikki.
“And you’re positive Dad has no earthly idea I’m here?” Ella asked you on the phone, the sound of her Vans hitting the ground as she shuffled into the Donnington Park Circuit by bodyguards.
You smiled, glancing over at your husband who was talking to James and DJ.
“Nope… I can’t wait to see his face. Which songs are you playing with them?” You asked your daughter.
Ella grinned to herself.
“This Is Gonna HurtandLife is Beautiful,” She smiled. “Dad will know about the last one after he sees me for the first song… I’ll see you guys soon,” The 22-year-old giggled. “Love you, Mom,”
Your heart raced. “I love you all the more, Ella Rose,” You whispered and hung up.
Nikki walked over to you and engulfed you in his arms. “Do you think our house is surviving Jude’s wrath while we’re in England?” He asked you, swaying you back and forth. Smiling, you peered back and leaned up to kiss Nikki.
“I’m sure he’s fine, Nik,” You sighed. “Are you excited about the show?”
Nikki nodded his head. “Yeah… Have you talked to Ella today by chance? I tried calling her a little bit ago, but she didn’t answer,”
You lifted your eyebrows. “Yeah, I spoke to her this morning… She and Amber were raiding the studio to try and get some work done,” You fibbed.
Nikki nodded. He talked to Ella every day. Those two were joined at the hip and practically the same person, just different bodies.
“I’ll try and call her after the show then,” He smiled and leaned down to grab you for another kiss. You saw from the corner of your eye James motioning to the side. Mouthing, “Ella”,he tilted his head as a means to say he was going to get your daughter. Nodding, you offered him a thumbs up.
“Nikki, I’ll be right back, okay?” James called out before disappearing. DJ was hiding his smile, delighted for what was about to ensue in just thirty minutes when Ella appeared. You could still remember the Maximum Rock Tour when Nikki said to Tommy he hoped one day he and Ella could share the stage together. Then once Ella and Amber joined White Rabbit together, he continued to talk about it, but the dream seemed to slowly fizzle out once their schedules became drastically different.
They jammed together at home but never had they shared a stage.
Today, Nikki’s dream would come true.
As the time passed, Nikki and you were walking toward the stage together and you saw James from the corner of your eye. Ella was beside him and DJ rushed over and quickly walked forward to help hide your daughter before Nikki could notice.
When showtime came, you grabbed your husband’s face and gave him a tender kiss.
“Good luck, baby. I love you,” You smiled, squeezing him.
“I love you too, Angel,” He said and captured your mouth for one more kiss before he set forth for the stage. DJ gave you a thumbs-up as he smirked in Nikki’s direction.
Soon, the boys were on stage, the crowd cheering. But as everything started, James cleared his throat as the familiar tune of This Is Gonna Hurtstarted.
“Everybody, listen up,” He smiled. “We have a big surprise for our man, Nikki,”
Nikki’s eyebrows furrowed. Ella nestled backstage, her bass in hand. She had even received pictures of Nikki’s outfit for Download and proceeded to replicate it in her own way. Ripped skinny jeans with red war paint smeared underneath her eyes, her dyed black hair teased with a bandana pushing it back. Her necklaces hung low, her tattoos exposed, and she was her father’s daughter.
“What the hell are you guys doing?” Nikki looked between DJ and James.
“We’ve heard it was Nikki’s dream for this to happen… So, we thought now is the day to bring his dream to life. Give a loud round of applause for Ms. Ella SIXX!” The lead singer belted, waving his hand around, motioning for the song to begin again.
As it played, Nikki turned around to see Ella walking forward, playing her bass. The crowd erupted into a fierce array of screams as she came forward, her smile widening. Nikki was playing the tune with her, his jaw nearly hitting the stage.
She laughed, staring at him. “Come on, Dad! Keep up!” She said over the music. As the song delved deep, James’ singing matched with DJ’s playing had the crown going crazy, meanwhile, all eyes mainly rested on Nikki and Ella.
You watched as your husband’s face lit up with excitement, he and Ella taking the stage by storm. Both of them had such a daunting stage presence, that it was never easy to take your eyes off them. Their movements captivated the audience. Just like when Nikki was in his crazy antics and had a drink-off with Tommy in Tacoma and proceeded to roll around on stage, Ella somehow mimicked his wild behavior a few years ago during a White Rabbit concert.
The chorus evolved, Ella’s laughter obviously seen. She and Nikki were in sync and with double the bass, it meant a bigger sound. The crowd was driven wild by the father-daughter duo. You snapped a few pictures of them, your smile bright as you continued to stare at them.
During the guitar solo, that’s when you saw Ella and Nikki stand back-to-back. They leaned against each other, both aggressively playing their basses, their smiles wide. Ella even reached up and ruffled her fingers over Nikki’s hair before he shoved her back playfully.
When the song came to an end, Nikki swung his bass around to his back before he grabbed Ella up for a hug. She laughed, hugging him back. The crowd screamed loudly as James and DJ shared a smile.
“Give it up for Nikki’s daughter, Ella, everyone,” James clapped. “She’ll be back for the last song… Until then, let’s go,” He laughed.
“I’ll be back,” Ella promised.
Nikki smiled and kissed Ella’s head, seeing as she disappeared backstage. She ran toward you and hugged you. “I think Dad was really surprised,” She admitted.
You tossed your head back. “Sweetheart, you just made his entire year with that… Look at him, he can’t stop smiling,” You pointed.
Ella grinned and wrapped her arm around you as a bottle of water was handed her way. As Sixx:A.M. played thorough the rest of their set, Ella prepared herself to go back out there. Once she was in the eye of the crowd again, everyone screamed.
Ella and Nikki played through Life is Beautiful together, her angelic vocals were even added into the chorus. Nikki’s entire heart soared within his chest at the sight of his baby girl sharing the same explosion of passion for music as he did. He knew that you two raised her well.
Another back-to-back performance was created, with Ella and Nikki completely in sync. Their playful personalities came through, neither of them able to cease laughing. Smiles widened, Nikki stared at his little girl as the song came to a close, his chest rising and falling.
They each took their bow before he pulled her back into his arms and kissed her head.
“You are the best kid ever,” He laughed.
Ella grinned as they walked off stage together, their arms wrapped around one another.
“You manifested it back in 2000, Dad. You wanted us to play together… Well, your wish has been granted,” She smiled.
Soon, you were pulling both your husband and daughter into your arms for a hug. James and DJ joined you shortly after.
“You idiots did this?” Nikki looked at them with a smile.
“I think you were on the verge of tears when she came out, Nikki,” DJ laughed.
Ella smiled widely and reached out to hug her dad’s bandmates.
“Thanks, guys,” She beamed.
“Anytime, sweetheart,” James responded.
You looked up at Nikki who wrapped his hand through yours. “I think you had something to do with it too, didn’t you? You told me she was with Amber,”
You scoffed. “I couldn’t tell you she was in England, too, babe! That would’ve ruined the surprise,”
Ella grinned. “Yeah, Dad… Duhhh,”She winked as he pushed her jokingly.
Nikki rolled his eyes but granted his daughter with another wide grin.
It was the best surprise of his life, and a memory he would hold onto forever.
➳request: Alright babes, Tommy’s kid is standing side stage at a concert and Nikki and Vince get the crowd to chant that Tommy’s daughter replace him on the drums for a solo
➳a/n:AHH babe i LOVE IT SO MUCH. did it as a Nikki fic, so we could see some of that foreshadowing
➳summary: During the Maximum Rock Tour, Nikki and Vince decide to boot Tommy off for the drum solo and replace him with his 13-year-old little girl, Amber.It’s clear to see… Drumming is in her blood,and Nikki’s hopeful his little girl decides to master the bass.
“Alright, I think we need an intervention,” Nikki said into the mic as the crowd cheered. He gazed back at Tommy with a smile. You stood side-stage with Tommy’s 13-year-old daughter, Amber, nestled in front of you. You saw the moment your husband’s eyes locked on Amber as he flashed Vince and Mick a wild grin.
“Mama, what’s daddy doing?” Ella asked you, the 6-year-old holding your hand around her while you had your 4-year-old son, Jude, rested on your hip. His head rested on your shoulder, you were stroking your fingers through Amber’s hair as she watched her dad and uncles onstage.
“I’m not sure, sweetheart,” You told your daughter.
“Normally, Tommy does a killer drum solo for you guys,” Vince laughed. “But I don’t think I wanna listen to that shit tonight,” He winked, turning his head back toward Tommy whose eyes widened.
“Hey, you blonde fuc–” His mic was cut off by technicians, his laughter ensuing.
“If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say it at all,” Mick said, wailing with a guitar riff that had the crowd in a frenzy.
“But!Thereis someone here worthy of your appreciation,” Vince said into his microphone. “And I think she may just be better than Mr. Tommy Lee,”
You looked down at Amber whose eyes were following Vince’s.
“Aunt Y/N, what are they doing?” She asked.
You squeezed her shoulder as Jude requested to get down. You set him on the ground, feeling as he wrapped his arms around your legs and reached for Ella’s hand.
Nikki looked back to the side-stage.
“On three, I want you guys to start the loudest chant for Ms. Amber Lee!” He said, the crowd erupting. Amber’s face exploded with amazement as Nikki counted to three, her small heart bursting with excitement as the crowd ushered out her name.
Tommy looked at his bandmates, then at his daughter who he was rushing away from the drum kit to gather.
“D-Daddy?” Amber asked over the noise of the crowd.
“Come on, baby… You’ve got this,” He assured her. Wrapping his hand through hers, he rushed her out to the stage. The crowd screamed at the appearance as Tommy’s mic was turned back on.
“I want you guys to give a BIG scream for my daughter, Amber Lee! She’s gonna play you guys a sick solo she’s been working on… Kick some ass, baby,” Tommy said as he ushered the drum-sticks into Amber’s hands.
She gazed up at the crowd, her eyes filled. Nikki and Vince were smiling at the young girl who was readjusted in the seat to ensure she could reach everything.
“Alright, Tommy, if she plays better than you… You’re out of the band,” Nikki laughed.
“SO PLAY BETTER, AMBER!” Vince yelled.
Mick shook his head with a laugh, covering his face.
The crowd began to go silent as Nikki rushed back to where you were.
“Why did you and Vince do that?” You asked him. He smiled, kissing your lips before kissing the crown of Ella’s head and then Jude.
“Because Tommy said Amber needs to get out of her comfort zone. The kid’s a musical genius, just like him. She’s got the rhythm, she just needs the push,” He said. “I’m serious; if that girl gets into a band, she’s going to do wonders in the music world,”
Ella slowly peered up at Nikki who was already flashing her a grin.
“And once my little girl starts mastering the bass, she’s gonna be a rockstar just like daddy,” He promised her. “Maybe you and Amber will be in the same band one day,”
Ella giggled.
Everyone turned their attention over to Amber who inhaled deeply. Tommy watched from the side as his little girl was overcome with an emotion that matched his every time he played. She started to play, the sticks simply flying in different directions as she wailed out a beat on the drum. Tommy had been teaching her all about drum solos and even helped Amber to generate one that she could go crazy with.
Tommy recognized the beat, seeing as Amber sprang to life. The crowd sat there in shock, seeing as a miniature Tommy Lee with long, flowing brown hair and beautiful hazel eyes beat on the drums like there was no tomorrow. The beats were sound, and the familiar grunts Tommy made during his solos came out in the teenager.
A sweat collected on her forehead as her hands moved flawlessly over each cymbal and snare drum. Amber was a beast and Tommy could feel tears onsetting. He didn’t expect to be overcome with so much emotion, meanwhile, your jaw was nearly on the floor.
“She sounds so good, mama!” Ella encouraged. “GO AMBER!” Her tiny voice exploded.
“AMBUHHH!”Jude erupted, still mastering his R’s. Nikki and Vince smiled at each other as they walked over to engulf their original drummer.
“She’s a killer on the drums, T-bone,” Nikki informed him. “…You’ve been replaced,”
Tommy scoffed, punching Nikki in the arm.
“You’ve got a natural on your hands, drummer,” Mick said as he walked over.
You, Ella, and Jude clapped along. You were beyond proud of your goddaughter, your smile never leaving. Nikki was right in the fact that once Amber got into a band, they’d be lucky. With that natural talent she had which derived directly from Tommy, she was going to take the world by storm with her passionate playing.
As Amber crashed into the drums for the finale, she even spun the sticks in her hands before tossing them into the air and catching them. As she finished her solo, the entire arena was up on their feet and chanting the young girl’s name.
Amber’s face lit up at the recognition before Tommy rushed out there and captured his little girl up in his arms.
“I’mso proud of you, honey!” Tommy exclaimed, kissing the crown of her head.
Amber’s arms wrapped around her father as she squeezed him tightly.
“Thank you, daddy,” She beamed and waved to the crowd, even saying thank you to them. She rushed over to Nikki and Vince, engulfing both men in a hug.
“Thank you, Uncle Nikki and Uncle Vince,”
Nikki smiled. “You’re so welcome, pipsqueak,” He laughed.
“Just remember… There’s going to come a day when I’m going to get Ella to replace you on bass,” Tommy informed Nikki who looked back at his daughter with a proud smile. The 6-year-old grinned back at her dad and waved.
“Honestly, seeing a day where Ella even plays alongside me would be worthwhile,” Nikki grinned.
Amber smirked. “It’s okay, Ella and I are going to form that band,” She promised, nudging her uncle Nikki.
➳a/n: this is for the friends with benefits (sfw) starters. if you want to see me write any of these, drop them in my ask :) there are probably typos, so bear with me.
**i need a tall glass of Stephenwater**
➳pairing: Stephen Strange x Female!Reader
➳summary: It happened in a whirlwind. One minute, you two were talking. The next? He was ripping your clothes off.
➳warnings: smut; oral f!receiving, fingering, unprotected sex [wrap it before y'all tap it]
➳FWB SFW starters: “wasn’t really under the impression you thought of me that way”-> requested by: @/justwanted2dance
The clothes were being ripped off at supersonic speed. Stephen’s hands caressed your exposed flesh as he lowered your back to the bed. The kisses were passionate and fervent, laced with an underlying emotion of desperate want and desire. His hair was silk in between your fingertips as his mouth hovered over your neck, leaving fresh marks of purple and blue to mark your pretty skin.
What started as an argument, one that neither of you could even remember the purpose for, turned into this.You had tempted the man, pushing his buttons. Stephen wouldn’t deny the intense attraction he felt for you. You were gorgeous. You made him so sexually frustrated, he could hardly keep his dirty thoughts at bay when he saw your hips swinging.
➳ welcome to my little headcanon series; The Baby Diaries. here is where I’ll create headcanons for pregnancy/delivery/raising kids featuring some of the people i write about. if you have any ideas you want to see in this series as headcanons, send me an ask! i’d love to incorporate your ideas into it! :) until then, have fun reading & i hope you enjoy! I’m so excited
