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From the prompt 101 Ways to say I love you: 69. "This is my favourite picture of us."

Mick was smoking a cigarette and sitting in the hotel communal area looking through some of his treasured photographs of Ziggy and ones with both him and the singer together. Both Joe and Aarne were at the bar making a lot of noise as per usual, getting drunk and kissing each other openly. Lars was clinging onto his new man; Torden the hairy Dane while getting offered a lot of fruity cocktails it looked like. Some of the others were getting rowdy at the bar too with Viktor now gulping down half a bottle of vodka in one go as some drinking game showing off his bravado. At least they were having fun. Mick, however, just wanted a break from the craziness as he was now joined by Hans, who sat down next to the Brit guitarist glancing at the photos.

"Hey, mate. I was just looking at some photos of me and Zig from around a year or so ago. Back when I told him I loved him."

Mick showed Hans the black and white photo of them together sitting on the train having dinner together. It was one of his favourite photos of them together. The Swede nodded at the photo and thought it was very sweet. There were also photos of the Spiders on stage with Ziggy singing at the front along with ones of Mick and Ziggy holding hands walking down the streets here in LA. Who took those? Joe? Rex? There were quite a few photographers in the tour.

"Nice photos. I do like that train one though and the way Ziggy is looking at you. He loves you so much. I bet you're the same."

Nodding and smiling fondly, Mick looked up as he spotted Ziggy now entering the communal area looking around and noticing quite a few people at the bar. What was the time? It wasn't that late maybe eleven pm. Still early in rock star hours. Waving Ziggy over, Mick then offered a smile as Hans then got up and bid the two goodnight as he noticed Ollie coming down from upstairs, going to mingle with the other Danes.

"Mick? I wondered where you'd gotten to. For one moment I thought you were passed out in someone's bedroom naked on Mule."

The guitarist just laughed softly and shook his head. Not this time. He patted the seat next to him but Ziggy was already sitting down sliding his hand through Mick's soft hair. How he loved his guitarist's fluffy blond hair.

"I was just looking through all our photos, love. This one is special to me. When I first told you I loved you and well---the rest is history."

The Anthean pressed a kiss to Mick's cheek and nodded. It was one of his own favourites too more for the fact that Mick told him he loved him. That and they missed their stop because they got intimate with one another for the first time. Mick slid his arm around Ziggy, pulling his fiancee close, kissing him on the lips lovingly. Everyone was happy here and most had found partners during the tour. It really was endearing.

"So many of the lads and lasses have found love, mate. It makes me all warm inside. Does it do the same for you?"

Ziggy nodded and was now gazing at one photo where it was Mick and Minoru with their arms around each other's shoulders like good friends would or brothers. That one caught a lump in Ziggy's throat. Both his boys being friendly and sharing good times together.

"I also like this one. You and Minoru together. Aren't you cheeky?"

Mick glanced at the photo and giggled smiling. He remembered that one. Wasn't it when Minoru had asked Mick to try skateboarding or was it when he tried to parkour on a low wall, failing because he fell back onto his ass? One of the two anyway. The guitarist just stifled a laugh because the memory was still there fresh in his mind.

"Bloody fell on my backside, didn't I? Minoru wanting me to jump this tiny wall. He did it beautifully of course and me? Well, I made a right fool of myself."

Ziggy just giggled and kissed Mick's ear. The things people got up to on the tour. Joe and Aarne being some of the craziest but now the Danes were here things were even crazier. Ollie and Damien were daredevils too.

"The train will always have a special place in my heart for you, love. Me finally saying I love you after three years of self torture almost. Fuck whatever else people think. We're going to show the world."

Ziggy couldn't agree more as he rested his head against Mick's shoulder. The peace and calm of the moment was doing him good as was feeding off all the positive energy around the hotel.

For the prompt 101 Ways to say I love you: "Give me a brush. I'll fix your hair for you."

The show had been a total success as always as Ziggy and the Spiders finished on "Moonage Daydream" as their last track before exiting the stage and moving in towards the dressing room. The groupies had been a total nightmare since they'd thrown underwear, bras, bottles and who knows what else shit on the stage. Ziggy had nearly been pulled into the crowd by them as he reached down to touch the grabbing hands at the foot of the stage. That part had pissed Mick right off, giving them all a stern look as he pulled the singer back onto the stage and slapped the hands away. Fuck. What a show.

Weird slumped down into the soft long chair and poured himself a large whiskey. Gilly was now too busy going towards the mirror trying to fix his hair as always. Prissy tart. Mick was too busy focusing on Ziggy who looked exhausted from wrestling with groupies on stage. Those bitches could have hurt the singer! Without realising it but still.

"Are you alright, love? How about a drink? We could all use one."

Ziggy nodded and then also sank into the large chair next to Weird, offering the quiet a bassist a wink. The show itself had been a blast and they had sell out seats yet again. Mick had played guitar as best as always without a hitch. Passing Ziggy his large gin, Mick then poured his own out and then lit up a smoke.

"Those fucking groupies though. Shit. They grabbed you and I thought you'd fall into them. I had to grab you, mate. They can't hurt you they just---"

Ziggy put his drink down and got up, pushing a finger to Mick's lips, offering him a kiss to quiet the worried guitarist. He was always like this whenever the groupies got out of hand. Mick Ronno the protector. He worried too much and the Anthean knew this. It was adorable though and he'd have his guitarist no other way.

"How about you give me a nice massage? My legs and knees are fucking killing me."

The singer now massaging the backs of his knees with his long slender fingers. Weird glanced up at Mick and knew that the two would go and become intimate with each other no doubt. Gilly came over after fixing his hair pouring himself a large drink and sighing.

"Those bitches threw panties at my head! Fucking bimbos and trollops. They could have had more decency than that!"

Mick and Weird looked at Ziggy who was smirking but trying not to laugh. Oh, the tart and his trashy mouth. Didn't he always complain. Mick just giving Gilly a slap on the shoulder before taking Ziggy's hand in his own. He wanted to give his fiancee a massage because he needed it.

"Alright, lads. Me and Zig are going to take a bit of a rest in the back room."

Ziggy giggling a little as both Mick and himself disappeared into the backroom where there were more comfy lounge chairs. It would be perfect to perform Ziggy's leg massage on without prying eyes. The privacy was welcome because none of them needed Gilly staring or making tarty remarks during the massage.

"You look tired, love. Are you sure you don't want to rest? I could see you struggling a little with those last few riffs."

Mick nodding slightly at Ziggy's words but not wanting to rest. He was going to give the Anthean a decent leg massage with his large hands. This is what he always wanted.

"Shh. Lay on the chair, love. Let me get rid of those aches and pains in those legs of yours."

Ziggy offering a coy glance before winking at Mick but doing as the blond asked, sliding down onto the couch with his legs hanging over the side. Mick soon working at Ziggy's knees with his large guitarist's hands. Oh, it felt divine! Letting out a sigh of pleasure the redhead then noticed how unkempt Mick's usually tidy hair was. The fluffy guitarist's hair needed a brush!

"Let me brush your hair after this. You like it when I brush your hair don't you?"

Mick glanced up at Ziggy with a mischievous smile, nodding as he worked all the knots and aches out of his fiancee's knees and backs of his calves. Ziggy sinking further into the soft chair, enjoying everything about how doting Mick was. There really was no one else like him that could touch him like this.

"Mmm---let me brush your hair while you massage my legs."

Mick looking up for a second, grabbing a hairbrush and passing it to Ziggy. He was soon feeling the soft bristles teasing through his platinum strands, causing soft sighs to escape his lips. Oh, it felt so good! Just having his hair brushed by Ziggy gave the blond goosebumps all over. He still carried on massaging Ziggy's calf muscles and then brought his hands up higher above the knee, roving over the singer's exposed thighs. That kimono always drove him wild.

"Naughty---"

Ziggy tipped Mick's jaw towards him as he kissed the blond passionately before breaking off. Oh, he loved being a tease and Mick knew it.

"How do you feel now, love? I massaged all the places where you get aches and pains. The bloody gravity must be a nightmare for you."

The redhead nodded and then leant his head onto Mick's shoulders, feeling more relaxed and rested, although not tired because he rarely slept. How was Mick feeling though? Did the hair brushing help? He hoped so. Ziggy's cool long fingers now carding through the soft hair he just brushed.

"I love you, Mick Ronno."

There were no truer words to be said.

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From Prompt 101 Ways to say I love you; 6 "I want you to be a part of my future."

"Hey, love. This time last year we were back on the train together sharing that bunk. Do you remember that? I bloody booked the wrong carriage didn't I? Now I'm glad I did. Then, we went to the booze store and you threw that shoe at that thug's face. Fucking epic, mate."

Mick musing softly whilst sitting next to Ziggy at the breakfast table tucking into eggs on toast. The guitarist's journal laying open next to him as he reads down the pages written over the year or so. What a ride it had been so far! The tour was still on the road and LA was their latest touring ground being a riot with the crazy Scandis that had joined along. The Danes and Rekker's band Hexed with the trashy band The Harlots with a bloke called Sven leading that. Ulrik's older brother.

"I still can't forget the look on that bastard's face when you slugged him in the face with your shoe. The bloke nearly crapped himself. But I don't want you hurting yourself defending me, love, since I know you uh---well you get sick when you're angry."

The blond hushing up a little not wanting to mention anything about Ziggy's heritage amongst the other band members. The breakfast table had ears and Mick knew this. Leaning across he placed a kiss onto Ziggy's cheek while he noticed the Anthean keen to stroke the guitarist's fluffy blond hair.

"How can I forget the shoe? You keep telling the whole hotel about it. You're sweet."

Ziggy kissing Mick on the lips before going back to sipping his morning beverage. The whole fact that Mick could be married sometime this year also got a pang of nerves mixed with excitement pulling at his heartstrings. Fuck. He would become a married man.

"I want to be part of your life forever, Zig. As long as I can. Even if I might be an old man in slippers still strumming my guitar when I'm old and grey."

That very thought had the blond giggling as he then felt Ziggy's hand resting on his cheek, sliding down caressing it. The very idea of becoming Ziggy's husband was daunting and overwhelming at the same time but Mick wanted it. Oh, did he.

"Gilly screaming at us when he found us together in that clothing booth. That was so fucking hilarious."

Mick just shaking his head over the whole year's experiences with the other Spiders and the other bands. Meeting Gilly's secret boyfriend Hunter and then Weird finding love with Gloria. People had found love and that made all of the difference.

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100 Smut Dialogue Prompts

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Mick was nervous. More than he had been in entire life yet he was ready for this. The ice hotel had been booked for a special romantic suite designed for couples in love and the guitarist had been waiting for this moment for a year or more. Ever since the chance encounter on the train, Mick had bottled up his love for Ziggy Stardust for a whole three years. Three fucking years and now, finally, he was about to ask the Anthean, his band mate and lover to marry him.

Oh bloody hell.

"Ok. Come on, Ronno, you can do this. Don't fuck it up. Ring. Check. Box---of course it's in the box. It'll be ok. Ziggy will understand."

The blond checking himself as he patted the inside of his jacket while he stood outside the entrance to the ice hotel in Norway. This was where Mick had wanted to take Ziggy ever since he heard both Aarne and Vars mention at one evening while they were drinking at the hotel bar. A special suite was already booked with a bed and fur blankets for warmth. A fucking ice hotel. Mick thought it would be freezing cold and perfect for his alien lover even if he might freeze his balls off. Weird and Vars said he should go for it so---here he was.

The ring itself tucked away inside an ornately carved gemstone case. Mick was all set. All he had to do now was to wait for Ziggy who was close by, probably taking it all in as he went.

For 101 Ways to say I love you - 10 "Is something wrong?"

It was a rather cold night in LA considering it was usually warm and balmy here in the land of sun, sea and sand, yet tonight Mick was tugging on the blankets covering both him and Ziggy in their hotel bed. The Anthean stirred and wasn't asleep as such, more resting with his eyes closed but his heart and mind were open. Always awake and alert.

"Mick, are you alright?"

The blond's green eyes were already open as he rolled over now facing Ziggy, sliding a large warm hand up to cup the singer's pale jaw, feeling the coolness greet his palm as always. He'd been thinking lately about everything. The bands, the future and especially the upcoming interview they would all attend. Bloody hell, that.

"I'm just a bit cold, love. How about we snuggle closer?"

Mick slipped both arms around Ziggy's lithe waist pulling him closer so that their bodies were touching. The blankets covering their bodies from the waist down as the blond felt another blast of cool air slide over him. Was that window open? Who had opened that? Not that bloody crazy Aarne and Joe climbing around the outside of the hotel surely! Either that or that long-legged boy Damien. He was atheletic, wasn't he? Then, Minoru---no. He wouldn't. Not near Mick and Ziggy's private room.

"That bloody window. Let me close it."

Getting out of bed reluctantly, Mick felt Ziggy's hands slip from his waist as he got up to close the window, glancing outside at the feint orange glow of the city below. LA was so bloody huge Mick could hardly get his head around it all. The lights, the people and the cities that never slept. No one here seemed to turn off the light at 10pm and go to sleep like they did back home in the North of England. These people were something else. Sliding the window shut, Mick stepped back into their bedroom and crawled back into bed, pulling the blankets back over himself and partially Ziggy because he knew the Anthean didn't like being too hot in bed.

"Feeling better now?"

Ziggy asking if his boyfriend was comfortable because he knew the guitarist was out of his comfort zone being within a strange city with all the bands. Mick liked to be grounded and often tended to shy away from new things like trying the local food or trying out new sports. The Scandis seemed to lap it up being more open-minded than some of the Brits. Yet, Ziggy loved Mick for all his salt of the earth ways and his stubborn Northern attitude.

"I am thanks, love. Just thinking about this bloody crazy interview that's coming up."

Mick's large hand came up to stroke Ziggy's arm and shoulder as he offered a loving gaze through his long lashes towards his alien girlfriend. The singer giggled slightly and kissed the guitarist's hand lovingly on the open palm; his long fingers then intertwining with Mick's calloused guitarist's fingers. Just being with him was perfect. As for the interview? Well, it would be a shit show and everyone knew it.

"Joe and Aarne might stir some shit up. The bloke won't know what's coming."

The blond laughing softly, whilst slowly caressing his hands down Ziggy's long back. If it was a shit show then it shake the world up. That's what this whole tour was about. Smashing down social norms and kicking bastards up the ass. Mick, had plans after it to propose to Ziggy. Marriage. He wanted to get married and was still deciding when the best time for this would be. Of course he'd talk to Tom, perhaps Robert to get advice before going ahead and asking for his child's hand in marriage. It was the polite thing to do. For now he would keep that secret until that day.

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Title, Number and Muse.

For example: Tiny hands in big hands Mick.

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Hand Holding Prompts

The purest form of human connection.

tiny hands in big hands
calloused hands in soft hands
cold hands in warm hands
hands with the perfect ratio to each other for hand-holding
platonic hand-holding
running their thumb over the other’s hand
dancing with their hands holding onto each other
squeezing hand for comfort and encouragement
holding hands across the table
happily doing everything with just one hand, if it means they don’t have to let go
not wanting to lose each other in a big crowd
possessive hand-holding
linking hands together during sex
grabbing hand to show them something
loosely holding onto each other’s hands, laying in one’s lap
only linking the pinkies together, not ready to let go completely
holding hands while skating
excitedly grabbing each other’s hands during a concert, jumping up and down together
playing with each other’s fingers
pressing the other’s hand against their cheek
holding hands while one is balancing on a small wall
grabbing the other’s hand to pull them back from something
holding hands under the table
only realizing it when they have to let go
standing in front of each other, holding both their hands
holding their hands above their head, fingers linked together
passionate hand-holding
grabbing the other’s hand so they don’t fall
holding hands while running through the rain
brushing against each other, linking fingers together for a second
grabbing their hand to grab their attention
not really paying attention, both doing something else, but still holding hands
bandaging the other’s hand and not quite letting go
holding hands while driving
grabbing the other’s hand to pull them back to them
unconsciously searching out each other’s hand while sleeping
not realizing they’re holding hands till someone points it out
swinging hands back and forth, skipping like children
holding hands in a museum to pull them to the next exhibition - Erik/Robert
letting go when there is an obstacle in their way and immediately grabbing each other’s hand again when they pass it
loosely holding onto each other’s hand
dragging the other with them, holding their hand
raising the other’s hand to their lips to kiss it softly
holding hands while jumping down from somewhere together
comparing hand sizes, then linking fingers together

Touching

Feeling another human’s touch.

touching foreheads
running fingers through hair
hiding face in neck
caressing the other’s hand
feeling their pulse
patting the other’s head
holding hands
shielding the other one with their body
listening to the other’s heartbeat
spooning at night
laying their hand on the other’s neck
pushing a strand of hair behind their ear
nudging the other one
putting an arm around the other’s waist
hugging each other
massaging them
holding the other’s chin up
squishing the other’s cheek
high fiving
bandaging/stitching up an injury
kissing the other’s brow
falling asleep on the other’s shoulder
carrying the other one in their arms
whispering in their ear, lips touching the skin
stroking the other’s arm soothingly
kissing the top of their head
pulling the other one towards them
feeling for each other in the dark
tickling the other one
grabbing onto their arm
doing a pinky swear
caressing the other’s back
tasting their smile
washing the other’s body
kissing their bruises and scars
lifting the other one up
putting their head on the other’s chest
stroking their leg
leaning into the other’s side
patting them on the back
sitting close and knees touching
braiding the other’s hair
giving them a piggy-back ride
sitting on the other’s lap
feeling their temperature
linking arms with each other
touching their elbow to get their attention
dancing with each other
holding onto the other’s shoulders for support
putting a hand over the other’s mouth to shut them up

Hugs

A warm embrace.

friendly hugs
hug around the waist
hugging while twirling around
comforting hugs
side hugs
hugging and gently holding the other’s head
pulling someone into a hug
hugging while walking
eye-to-eye hugs
hiding their face in the other’s neck
clinging to each other
hugging while lying down together
group hugs
hugging with head on shoulder
tender embrace
‘not wanting to let go’ hugs
hugging from behind
bear hugs
hugging with hands in each other’s pockets
cuddling
hugs and kisses
hugging and jumping up and down together
familiar hugs
hugging with height-difference
gentle hugs
hugging with patting on back
piggy back hugs
quick hugs
hugging while slow dancing
one-sided hugs
hugging while straddling the partner
long-lasting hugs
‘picking them up’ hugs - Viktor/Vars
hugging while grabbing butt
cuddle pile

Casual Affections

Showing that they care.

smiling at each other from across the room
randomly texting a gif or emoji
laying their hand on the other’s leg
kiss to the side of the head
squeezing the other’s shoulder
fixing the other’s clothes
guiding them with a hand on the small of their back
embracing them from behind
ruffling their hair
placing their chin on the other’s shoulder
calling them nicknames
winking at them
teasing each other good-naturedly
putting an arm around the other’s shoulder
washing the other’s hair
taking a photo of the smiling or in their element
looking in each other’s eyes
putting a blanket on them
tugging at the other’s clothes to keep them close
making them food they like
laughing at their jokes
placing a hand on the back of the other’s neck
brushing strands of hair away
patting their head
sharing an umbrella
bumping shoulders into each other
randomly face-timing just to hear their voice/see their face
pressing their foreheads together
nudging them to show they are right beside them
laying their head on the other’s shoulder

101 Ways to say I love you

"You don't have to do this alone."
"I won't let you do this alone."
"I'll always be by your side."
"I'll get that for you."
"Let me bandage you up."
"I want you to be a part of my future."
"Here. You look hungry."
"Come here, I'll carry you."
"I fed your pets while you were away."
"Is something wrong?"
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
"I have an extra ticket... Would you like to go with me?"
"I saw you looking at it last time we were in the store together, so I got it for you."
"Stay with me."
"Thank you for making me smile."
"Your smile is beautiful. I want to see it more often..."
"I want to kiss you."
"You have a beautiful soul."
"No... No! Come on, I can't lose you!"
"You make me feel safe."
"Don't let me go."
"Give me a brush. I'll fix your hair for you."
"I want you, and only you."
"Your hands are too cold, I'll warm them up."
"Kiss me."
"I know you don't feel great, so let's stay home today, okay?"
"You're so beautiful."
"Hold me. Please."
"You're family."
"Marry me."
"I took care of the laundry already."
"Go back to sleep, (term of endearment)."
"I'll protect you."
"Take care of yourself."
"Let's take a break and relax."
"You're the first person I think about when I wake up."
"You smell so nice."
"Let's move in together."
"I wanna know everything about you."
"Don't leave yet."
"Let me see your scars..."
"I remember when we first met..."
"Here's your medication."
"I have a surprise for you."
"I bought this for you. It's in your favorite color..."
"Your skin is so soft."
"I would do anything for you."
"I'll help bring in the groceries."
"Last night your feet were really cold, so I found some of your socks and put them on you."
"I would go anywhere with you."
"You're cold, take my jacket."
"I promise."
"You're so golden."
"No one has ever made me feel like this."
"I missed you... a lot."
"Come back soon."
"I got us matching shirts!"
"I know you can do it."
"I'll never forget you."
"Wait!"
"I've waited so long for this..."
"You look like something's bothering you... You can talk to me if you need to."
"We make the best team."
"I'll hurt whoever did this to you."
"You didn't deserve that... You deserve so much better."
"I want you to meet my family."
"I want to start a family of our own..."
"Your back is so tense. Would you like a massage?"
"This is my favorite picture of us."
"Don't hurt yourself again..."
"You should be more careful."
"Hey, your favorite movie is on. I'll get the popcorn."
"You've never let me down."
"I saw that you were almost out of shampoo, so I went and got some for you."
"You're overworking yourself... Please take a break."
"I named my little plant after you."
"It's an honor just to know you like this."
"I didn't make you uncomfortable, did I?"
"I never imagined that someone's heartbeat could sound so amazing."
"What was your childhood like?"
"You looked so cute when you were little."
"You look just like your mom/dad."
"What happened to you?!"
"Does it hurt?"
"I'm sorry."
"I love waking up next to you."
"Don't be scared. I'm right here."
"Have you been drinking enough water?"
"We can look out for each other."
"I'd like to take you on vacation one day, just the two of us."
"Are you sure you're ready?"
"You're so funny."
"Do you want to help me fix dinner tonight?" - Hunter/Hans
"You don't have to pay me back."
"No, you're sick. You're not doing chores until you're better."
"Your voice is so relaxing."
"Text me when you get home safely."
"I found this meme that I think you'll like. Wanna see it?"
"Can I give you a hug? You look upset."
"I'm yours."
"I love you."

Having your girlfriend meet your parents could often be an embarrassing event but Mick was excited for his to finally meet Ziggy. The girl he kept talking about over the phone to Ted and Elsie Ronno for the past couple of months. What with the tour and meeting the other bands Mick had been busy meeting the Hammers and Hell's Angels, yet he still had time to phone back home each weekend. Their son was a caring boy and now Ziggy was making his way with Mick towards the North of England. As soon as they approached the housing estate and Mick's parent's house a ginger cat jumped off the fence to let out a loud meow at the car approaching. It was Gibson the fluffy ginger tom. Mick's face soon lit up when he spotted his childhood cat since Gibson was getting on for fifteen now. An old boy indeed.

"Gibson, oh you big fluffy thing you."

Getting out of the car, Mick walked over to pick his cat up and give a few tickles under his chin. This was greeted with a few loud purrs and a lick to the hand. Glancing back towards Ziggy, the guitarist was happy and showed his big ball of ginger fluff to his alien girlfriend.

The alien part. This would be something awkward if the conversation came up between Ziggy and his parents. The whole intersex thing was well known among the bands but not everyone knew. They would have to explain Ziggy's height and Aletayria's once that came up too. Either way, Mick was ready and just wanted to introduce Ziggy into his family because it felt right to. The house wasn't a fancy one but one of a working class family who worked hard to gain anything in their lives. Good honest people lived inside though as Mick felt slightly nervous but keen to see his parents again.

( Romantic Date and Meeting the Hell's Angels and the crazy Scandis )

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( Young Mick.. )

Mick had ventured out into the Wilds and had managed somehow to make friends with a rather strange coloured creature. It was a Pokemon as he had now found out through others' wisdom and was now walking back into the Plaza with his new friend. As for names? Well, it had to have a name, didn't it? So, he went along with Marshall because the thing looked cross between an amp and an electric guitar. It even had fret boards on it's chest, or they looked like mini ones. A few sparks came off Marshall's body as he air-guitared in the middle of the Plaza, just happy he had found a new owner, or Trainer, as was the correct usage of words.

What would Ziggy or any of the other Nexus residents think of his new friend? Hopefully, Marshall got along with cats because the townhouse was full of them. Would the Decepticons get along with the Toxtricity? Maybe Soundwave would? Either way, Mick was now jamming out on his own guitar with his new friend making quite a bit of noise. Others would surely turn up to see what all the celebration was about since the electric sounds carried for quite a bit.

"Hey, that's pretty good, mate. Nice riffs there."

Marshall nodded and although he could not speak, he was good with using sound to communicate back to Mick. Pokemon always found a way to talk to their owners.

"We caused a right stir on the show. Ziggy put his hand around my shoulder and the media went crazy."

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Smut Prompts

Press Your Space Face Close to Mine, Love.

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Meeting the Parents [for ziggyplaysguitar]

Ronno's Journal- Part 2

A Birthday Surprise

One Muddy Nothern Boy

Amp it up! Together in Electric Dreams

On Top of the Pops

Tour Photos and Good Memories to Come

Party like it's 1973

Mick Ronno's Backstory

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