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mikemikemikemikemikemikemikemikemikemike let me hit 🥹
WE love submissive Michael Nesmith
Now that mikes getting a break, its the other monkees turn to get into situations
“Don’t say that..” Davy worried.
“Oh no, we lost our shield.” Micky started biting his nails, “What do you think is gonna happen to us? Vampirism? Tonsillitis? Mike got a lot of requests before he got made to go to the spa!”
“You think they’ll want us to bring back faeries? People are starting to get suspicious of me.” Peter frowned.
“Best not to give them ideas, aha…” Davy smiled nervously.
Whats mike dreaming about?
Mike sat on a lounge chair by the pool, working on his tan when one of the staff members brought him a card.
“Sir, we have a message for you.”
“Oh, thank you. I still get these way out here, huh? Groovy.” Mike unfolded the note and read the ask then he sat up straighter to address the audience, “Oh, uh hello. So, apparently a Monkees fan has asked what I dream about. I assume this is because you guys caught me snoozing on the massage table.
“I have a wide range of dreams. Sometimes I get nightmares. Let’s face it, we’ve had a lot of crazy adventures my mind goes back to. Other nights, I don’t dream at all and I wake up reciting a grocery list or to-do list because my brain doesn’t shut off. Then when I have a real trip of a dream—there was one memorable one about dueling guitarists. One is in a suit and is a real city slicker while the other is a full blown, rhinestone cowboy. The city slicker sings quick and the rhinestone cowboy sings slower, more drawn out. Then they both get shot. Very memorable dream. Hope this answers your question!”
monkees on tour WIN
Yeah ok theres no way peters fully human, at the very least hes a human with powers or like half human or something
“Why does no one believe that I’m human?” Peter frowned and looked at the others, “Am I not convincing enough? What am I doing wrong?”
“You make a very nice human, Pete.” Micky patted his back, “I know you try very hard.”
“I do.” Peter pouted.
Not a single emotion in his eyes </3
you could see that I sorta gave up on the fit ...
Peter!! You gotta be more careful!! Now the birds don't have a home 😢
“Don’t worry. The hawk is rebuilding the nest.” Micky reassured, hiking a thumb back in the direction of where the catastrophe occurred, “I think mama bird got some nest fixings from Peter’s hair…and his beads.”
“I didn’t do it on purpose…” Peter frowned and rubbed his head, looking nearly about to cry, “They had some very not nice things to say to me…”
“You sure you’re not a faerie, man?” Micky squinted at his friend.