John Price plays the bass. He technically could play the lead guitar but he says he's too old for this shit. His words. John only learned to play the guitar because he wanted to impress a girl he liked as teenager. Long story short, he was shit at it and the girl made fun of him. After that, John didn't touch an instrument till he met Jonny in a pub. The scot was drunk and played like he was born with it. Through some friends and incidents they became friends and John joined the small garage-band-arangment Jonny had with Kyle. Because of his dislike for the guitar, Kyle gave him the bass. It was much easier.
Some songs are sung by him. He's not one for a big perfomance but his gravelly and deep voice, he's had since a young adult, fits the slower songs perfectly. His ma cried the first time hearing her boy sing live. Kyle showed him how to vocalise certain notes and believe it or not, John got really good at what he's doing. Especially the older women scream the loudest if he takes his shirt of because "it's too hot".
At the beginning of their touring modt of the organisation was made by John and Simon until they became popular and needed an manager. That's when Kate Laswell joined. The two of them often fight discuss like they're an old couple. Even Kate's wife gets tired of hearing them barking insults at each other.
i've got so many drafts, wether it's wip or I'm not confident or pleased enough to post it, so this will be posted wether it's not finished or shit for my standards
I need to work on posting even though I'm insecure and this will be a good start I hope
rockband!Au with 141
drummer!Simon Riley × fem!reader
Note: reader described as slightly curvey, 141 is younger (Jonny: 24, Kyle: 25, Simon: 29, John: 32), flirting, touching, use of alcohol
It all started with a bad idea and too many fruity shots. You were dancing in some undercround club near the center of manchester with two of your girlfriends. The crowd cheered as the band finished another song and announced a break. Swept away by the moment you cheered and laughed with them.
A friend came back with another tray of drinks and a line of fruit shots. Sugar and alcohol were like fuel to a fire for you. The group laughed as another shot was downed. "The bassist could be your type, he looks old as fuck. Coulb be your daddy if you asked", a friend commented with a grin. You looked over to the small stage where the bassist, a slightly older guy with a beanie where mutton chops peaked out, was taking a tray from one of the bartenders.
"Nah, he's not so much my type", you said this as your eyes continued to scan the stage. There were the two singers, Kyle, a sunny boy with a charming smile and a voice like Bon Jovi, and the funny looking one, who played the lead guitar. He behaved like a little kid on stage, full of energy and laughter. Then there was the drummer, bare chested and a wall of thick muscles. He wore a balaclava and had a tattoo sleeve.
Your eyes trailed over his broad back and down to his ass as he turned around and bend over to pick his drum sticks up. "The drummer, really? You're already fucking him with your eyes, why not ask him if he wants to do it in real life?" A friend taunted you which earned him some giggles and laughter. "Maybe I will" "You won't" He laughed again. " 's that a dare?" You grinned and leaned closer to him. He also grinned and shook his head. "If you say so, feel free to proof me wrong." The alcohol in your blood gave an immense ego boost. Bad idea and too much alcohol.
"Okay." With that you pulled the lacy seam of your top a little further down, exposing more cleavelage. If your beasts had been smaller it would be considered okay but being a bigger size "slutty" was a word you have heard more often than you would've liked, so why not make a use of it.
You waited till every member of the band has sat down in a small booth. When you came closer, there were already some girls and boys talking with them. Some blondie was perched on the bassits lap, she giggled with glassy eyes at something the guitarist had said.
"And who are you?", a raspy voice asked beside you. "Huh?" You turned around and saw the drummer looking down at you with crossed arms. "Oh", you giggled, "I was looking for you." A cheeky smile spread across your face at his confused huff:" And why would you?" Because you're hot.
The alcohol in your system made his words seem funny and speak you without much thinking. With a giggle you stepped closer to him. " 'cause you're hot and I wanna make out with you." Now it was his turn to smile. A smug grin formed on his lips, even showing with his balaclava still on. "That so?" You nodded.
" ' you even know my name?", he asked with an amsued smirk. For a moment you tried recalling the name Kyle had said as he introduced the band but as the thoughts made youndizzy, you just shook your head. "Thought so. Name's Simon, little birdie" Simon uncrossed his arms and leaned down, closer to you. "Okay, Simon, and would you kiss me? Or are you going to sit there and let some other drunk girl fawn over you?" You enjoyed his attention, even let a hand creep up his arm.
Simon didn't stop you from invading his space and wraping your arms around his neck. His eyes wandered down to your cleavage. "Nah, I think I'm in good hands here." He liked having your attention too.
Suddenly a whistle pulled both of you from your little bubble. "Damn, Si. Notneven one drink down and already in nice company." It was the funny looking one at which Simon rolled his eyes. "Shut it, Jonny" "Never, Pretty little lassie you got there, finally a girl with a proper body to touch." His eyes ranked down your back and stopped for a second too long on your ass and thighs.. The drummer huffed annoyed and turned around with you. "Go get someone yourself"
Simon loves your breasts and you love when he was worshipping them. Wether it was kneading, kissing or sucking, Simon always found his way to show his appreciation for them. He especially loved sucking on your nipples while he was fucking you in missionary.
But now you were on your period which meant no sex. Well, at least no penetration for you. Simon still worshipped your tits while getting his dick wet.
Jonny was propped onto a pillow, his face buried in your tummy and back arched, while your boyfriend punded right into his hole from the back. You leaned against the headboard, panties still on as the brunette's whimpers were muffled by your skin.
Good thing Simon was a brute of a man. He loomed over Jonny's body, face between your breasts, a nipple in his mouth. That way all three of you got their fill. Simon fucked, Jonny was being fucked and you could relax without having to worry about your hormones making you horny and your period.
People may laugh and mock us for our monster fucker tastes, but when Hell opens up and the demons pour through or aliens invade my comrades and I will be on the frontlines. 🫡
Not to save the Earth, God no. We will all be volunteering and eager to accept our new overlords as long as they give us the appropriate amount of treats, kisses, and a good fucking once and a while.
The enemy's army attacks in the middle of the night. Blood splashes everywhere as one soldier after another dies. The main character is desperately trying to figure out how the enemy could find them.
Then they see their lover, who they can't be together with, on the other side, standing by the enemy's side. When one small question slips over the mc lips, their lover's tears start to fall.
"Why?"
"Because they said we could be together, they said if they win, we can live in peace, together, away from all the war and pain you hate so much."
why are all these modern aus for the Odyssey set in a high school. where's the retelling where Odysseus is just a guy lost in an airport who keeps missing his connecting flights home due to a comical series of delays and disgruntled airline employees
a character (probaly male) who studies pubic mice and is wierdly obsessed about the shaving culture of the western countries because it means these lice will die out. they buy all the razors from the drug stores in town to prevent that
plot twist
the character has alopecia universalis so they can't have them themselves