The Only Thing Vince Should Be Made Fun Of His Twitter Likes If You Know You Know

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Of course, baby."

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

"No' in the sligh'est."

"You still love me?"

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

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

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

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

Hobie Brown x sick!reader

Warnings: very bad British writing tbh (not much but yknow.)

Story: reader is sick and Hobie takes care of them.

A/N: funny how I decided to write this when me myself, is very sick. LOLL

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

Once you had woken up you felt somewhat dizzy, ears were bothering you and a slight headache. You didn’t think much of it though, you just thought you were feeling like this because you had just woken up. Once you had woke up, Hobie started to wake up as well. A slight groan left his lips as he rubbed his forehead, then sliding his hand down his face before looking down at you and flashing you a sleepy smile.

“Mornin’ luv.”

He craned his neck slightly to be able to kiss your face lovingly.

“Morning.”

You smiled up at him before kissing his cheek. You then started to try to leave the bed so you could get on with your days but Hobie soon pulled you back onto the bed and covering your face and neck in sloppy morning kisses, earning a giggle from you. You guys ended up staying in bed for about 15 more minutes before getting up and doing your guy’s morning routine. Though you finished first then Hobie and being the sweet person that you are, decided to make breakfast for both you guys.

As you heard punk music blasting from the bathroom and hearing Hobie scream along to them, you started on making breakfast. One pan with four bacon pieces and one pan with four eggs. As you started to flip them so one side wouldn’t get more burnt than the other side- that same feeling you had when you woke up was still lingering with you. You tried to shake the feeling off before feeling arms warp around your waist, making you smile. Hobie hugged you tightly from behind, burying his face into your neck for a few moments before pressing his cheek against yours about to say something about how good it smelt before looking at you with his pierced brows furrowed and his head tilted to the side slightly.

“Luv, your face is really hot.”

His deep voice rang in your ears as he brought up one of his large hands to feel your face. It was placed on your cheek, feeling his calloused palm on it for a moment before feeling the back of his hand on it. This process continued on your other cheek and forehead. It felt nice feeling some sort of coldness on your face, closing your eyes for a bit and sighing enjoying the feeling.

“Why don’t you let me finish breakfast, yeah?”

He smiled at you before pecking your forehead then gently taking the spatula and pans away from your hands to finish up what you started.

“Hobie It’s fine- i can do it. I don’t feel that ba-“

You were saying before you were cut off, looking back into his dark brown eyes.

“I said let me do it. You’re quite obviously sick, luv. So just- sit there and look pretty, hm?”

Hobie smirked before turning back to look down at the pan, the bacon and eggs sizzling sounds was bothering your ears slightly but you just sighed as you felt your cheeks get slightly warmer. Was it because you were getting worse? Or because you were blushing over Hobie?

You then started to make you way to the island in your shared kitchen, sitting down with your chin placed on your palm getting slightly dizzy. But as soon as you closed your eyes that felt like just a moment to you, Hobie was already done with breakfast. He placed a plate in front of you, the smell of freshly cooked bacon and eggs hitting your nose as Hobie continued to look at you with slight concern.

“Sleeping again already?”

She chuckled before placing his hand on your head for a minute before opening his mouth again to speak.

“Wait right here, I’ll be back. Just eat your breakfast.”

He soon then started to walk away from you as you took a bite out of your bacon, confused on what he was doing to do before shrugging slightly and turning back to your plate. Your dizziness got slightly worse the more the minutes passed by. You didn’t even felt like eating anymore because of this so you just placed your half eaten bacon back onto your plate and groaning. Your hand reached up to your forehead, leaning against it as your elbow supported the weight of it on the counter with your eyes closed yet again. God you felt so horrible.

After a bit of waiting, you opened your droopy eyes again to see where Hobie had gone off to. It’s been a while since he left, telling you to just eat your meal and as soon as you looked over to your side Hobie was there walking back to you with something in hand.

“Sorry for takin’ so long luv but here- put this in your mouth, under your tongue.”

He told you, reaching out a thermometer to you. You looked down at it as you parted your lips and moving your tongue upwards to the roof of your mouth and soon feeling the cold rod touch the bottom of your mouth. You then closed your lips once more, looking down at the floor as Hobie took your temperature. Everything felt hot and cold to you right now and you just wanted the feeling to stop, it was just getting annoying at the point really.

After a bit more of waiting, you started to hear a beeping sound coming from the thermometer then soon feeling Hobie pull out the rod to look at the numbers. You looked up at him through your lashes, sleepiness taking over you like you hadn’t had a good sleep in days.

“100.1”

Hobie stated as he looked back at you with his thick brows furrowed a bit. He sighed as he placed his free hand behind your head and placing a sweet kiss on your temple before placing the thermometer down on the counter then making his way to the medicine cabinet and taking a bottle of medicine out and a small plastic cup. He read the back of the bottle to check how much of the medicine he has to give you before pouring it into the small cup, making sure it was just right before walking back over to you.

“Luv you gotta finish your food so you could drink this.”

Hobie says as he motions the small cup to you then placing it next to your plate.

“I really don’t want to Hobie. I don’t feel good and if I eat this I swear to god I’m gunna throw up.”

You responded back, putting your hand over your face as your brows furrowed and a slight pout on your lips showed as the dizziness washed over you. You then felt hobies cold hand rub your back gently as he took your hand away from your face so he could get a better look at you.

“Well- try to eat at least half of it so the medicine won’t affect you as much, yeah?”

Hobie tried to encourage you to eat as you side eyed him before groaning, closing your eyes as you let your head drop for a moment before picking it back up to finish at least half of your meal. Despite literally wanting to throw up all your insides as you ate your breakfast, Hobie smiled before kissing the side of your head.

“Atta girl.”

He continued to stay by your side, rubbing your back gently to try to help you at least a little bit in a way as you continued to eat. As Hobie Said- you ate half of your food before wanting to throw in your towel and not wanting to eat anymore because you physically can not take anymore. Despite this- Hobie continued to praise you for doing a good job before handing you the small cup of liquid medicine and motioning you to drink it. You took the cup away from his hands, frowning at the smell of it before looking back at him.

“Take it like a shot. Cmon t’ll help ya feel be’ter.”

A small smile appears on your lips as you looked back down at the small plastic cup. You took a deep breath in before placing it on your lips and swallowing the medicine as fast as you could do you wouldn’t be able to taste it much. A sour look washed over your face as you gave the small cup back to Hobie, looking away from him as you despised the way it tasted in your mouth. You heard Hobie snicker at your reaction before taking the now empty cup away from you before kissing your cheek.

“See? Ya did great luv.”

He smiled, showing you his teeth before taking the cup and your plate and placing the plastic cup in the sink and the plate still filled with half of your uneaten breakfast next to the sink to be dealt with later. There are more serious matters at hand right now than silly dishes.

After that he went back to you, placing his hand on your shoulder as he spoke.

“Cmon, let’s get you back to bed.”

Hobie spoke as you got up from your chair and walking with him back to your shared room. Though the room wasn’t very far from the kitchen, you didn’t want to walk all the way back. You still felt too dizzy to even think straight and the sickness was taking over you quickly. This didn’t go unnoticed by Hobie before soon picking you up bridal style and walking you back to your room. You didn’t have enough energy to protest, and even if you did Hobie would just shoot your protest down immediately saying that it was just full of nonsense.

You leaned your head against his shoulder as you wrapped your arms around his neck, fluttering your eyes closed just until he took you back to your bed. And soon enough you felt you back touch the soft mattress you share with Hobie then soon opening your eyes to look up at him through your heavy lashes. He showed you a lazy smile before kissing the bridge of your nose.

“Let me grab ya a cold towel for that head of yours.”

he said as his hand was touching your head then soon letting go of it as he walked away from you, leaving you on the mattress by yourself. Your brows furrowed as you curled up into a ball as the sickness started to get worse. You just wanted to pass out so you wouldn’t have to feel like this anymore. When you were laying down with your eyes closed, you still felt like the world around you continued to spin as fast as it could. It was fucking horrible. As you continued to drown in how you were feeling at the moment, you felt a hand touch the side of your head to move it slightly so Hobie could place the cold towel on your head as you tried to open your eyes to get a look at him but your eyelids just felt too heavy as you groaned slightly. The feeling of the cold towel felt nice on your heated skin though, making you calm down slightly.

“Awe, my sick baby.” Hobie teased with a slight chuckle leaving his parted lips. “D’ya need anythin’ else, luv?”

he titled his head slightly to the right as he looked down at your closed eyelids. you shook your head no as you pulled the covers up to your nose. Hobie felt his heart squeeze in his chest as he looked down at the site thinking that you were just oh-so-adorable when you’re like this but also feeling bad that you were sick. He planted a few more kisses on your face with a smile on his lips, feeling the cold metal of his lips piercings touch your skin with every peck he gave you. Despite him not being able to see it, you smiled at the affection he was giving you.

“get well soon, luv.”

he whispered into your hair as he placed one final kiss on the top of your head before leaning back, his smile never disappearing as he looked down at your sleepy state.

I’m going insane I LOVE this so much stop DNAJSMAKN

THIS IS SO CUTE !!!!!!!!!! One of the best Nikki fics I’ve ever read don’t EVEEN with me !!!!

DATING NIKKI SIXX (FLUFF)

here is what I think it would be like to date Nikki sixx in the early 80s.

word count: 490

warnings: nothing that bad. tried making this as fluffy as I could but yk.. its nikki💀

The beginning of your relationship with Nikki would be passionate, intense, and chaotic. You would be obsessed with each other and never stop thinking of each other. Nikki would constantly want to be with you and never want to let you go. He would be very possessive and protective of you, and you would feel strong feelings of romance and intimacy. You two would be like the couple everyone wants to be like but is jealous of at the same time.

here are some pet names Nikki would call you: Babe, Baby, Sweetie, Gorgeous, Beautiful, Sexy, My girl, Princess, Darling

Nikki's love language is definitely physical touch. He loves physical intimacy and showing affection by cuddling, holding hands, hugging, kissing, and other forms of physical closeness. He's a very affectionate person, especially when he's feeling loved and cared for.

with Nikki's bad childhood and lack of affection and love, he would likely be secretly willing to do anything for cuddling and affection. He may not openly admit to this, but the fact is that he would probably do anything to get the love and acceptance he never had growing up. Cuddling and affection may be one of his greatest weaknesses, and he may become very clingy and needy when he's around you.

Here are a few of Nikki's favorite cuddling positions: Face-to-face hugging, Big spoon/little spoon, Cuddling on the couch or in bed, Facing each other, with your legs wrapped around his, You're sitting on his lap and he has his arms wrapped around you.

Nikki tends to be very affectionate in public, especially when he wants to show off that he's in a relationship or is proud to be with you. Here are some ways he likes to show PDA: Holding hands, Kissing, Hugging, Gifting you flowers or other romantic gestures in front of others, Putting his arm around you, Putting his hand on your thigh, Sitting close to you on couches or in chair, Making out in public spaces, slapping your ass or giving it a squeeze.

When Nikki is drunk, he can become very energetic and passionate. He tends to get loud and obnoxious and says whatever comes to his mind. He can be a bit of a flirt or a jerk when he's drunk, but he's also very affectionate and clingy. If he's drunk and wants you, he'll definitely be all over you and trying to get your attention.

Here are a few quirks Nikki has: He can be very obsessive and possessive when it comes to you,

He can be quite moody and unpredictable, with his moods and feelings constantly changing,

He has a very sarcastic sense of humor and is always joking or pranking people,

He is very intense and passionate when it comes to his feelings whether it's a positive emotion or a negative one,

He's a bit of a hopeless romantic and loves to write and send poetry and romantic letters.

MY FIRST TIME WRITING A FIC IN MONTHS!! HOPEFULLY I STILL GOT IT. IM WORKING ON MORE BUT REQUESTS ARE OPEN! LMK IF THIS ONE IS GOOD.

IF I SEE ANOTHER PERSON HC THAT HOBIE SECRETLY LIKES TAYLOR SWIFT OR LANA DEL REY IM GONNA SHOOT MYSELF

What’s all this talk about Vince falling he picked himself right back up

I KNOW DUDE

like everybody I’ve seen talk about him falling are all making fun of him as if he hasn’t fallen on stage before????

Like leave the guy alone Jesus Christ

God forbid someone makes a mistake on stage !

I just came back from the dead just to say that it’s cannon that THE Jesse Pinkman from breaking bad uses butt plugs ?? And it was CONFIRMED by his ACTOR Arron Paul??!?!??!!

I’m cackling so hard

THE SPIDERVERSE FANDOM IS DYING ALREADYYY

GUYS PLEASE COME BACK IM NOT DONE HYPERFIXATING ON THIS YET

HES SOO GORGEOUS

Any super rare Nikki photos? I’ve been looking everywhere for some and can’t find any. I’m a collector big time and I enjoy getting photos of rockers and I see you post motley and right now I’m outta Nikki rare photos and photos in general. I always love finding the rares of my favorite artists.

Hiii. Oh, Super rares 😆 I have a lot of stuff, but super rare pics can't all be fixed, so I don't post much. But if you are a collector you must be interested in everything, like me, I collect everything. I've posted a lot of rare ones here and on my old blog before, photos have been around instagram for a while now, lol

"Hooligan's Holiday" Backstage

Nikki in the studio 1994, why so he photographed the author did not specify, strange photo but super rare 😆

What that girl next to Nikki is I don't know exactly, but it's during the time Tommy was with Elaine

The rest I don't think you need to explain