Joestrummer cerita

This is a collection of stories about Joe Strummer and Mick Jones of The Clash! There's a certain lack of this pairing and I wanted to put an end to that! This includes some of my own writings/other people's. Have fun readin'!

Teen John Mellor and preteen Paul Simonon are kidnapped and found in LA by Officers Malloy and Reed.

(Side note, the following events aren't exactly what happened, but I tried to keep the facts straight so just bear with me, thanks!) It's the late 70's and punk is on the rise. So what better way to spread the word than a tour? More specifically, the Anarchy Tour. Ari Up, lead singer of the Slits, is a free spirited, care free, happy 15 year old. She honestly could care less what people think of her. She has her friends and pride by her side. Whatever could possibly ever make her feel so uncomfortable, confused and all out of whack? In the words of everyone (at least in my story): "...GODDAMMIT JOE!" And there you have it. Get ready for a little rock, a little roll, drugs, some unnecessary sexual tension, romance , lies, betrayal, some good music, and some sure as fine hell raising!

Some of Oofwad's flash fictions (Trigger warning btw)

Random oneshots i wrote that i liked.

Swan is a loner girl with no friends who fill her days with music, books and studies. Everything change when new neighbors moves in. Paul, the rebel guy promises to take her to the wild side. [ The bands in the story doesn't belong to me. It's my first serious try. The Paul on the story is inspired from Paul Simonon ♡ ( all the others Paul can gently piss off ww ) ] . Also, this story been aging for a long time in my closet before I finally decided to share it there. If anyone see any ideas similarities , then sorry not, this is how the Human mind is. ❁

some really really really cool art pieces by my favorite artist ever, Shepard Fairey

mick joe poel fan ficzion i hate myself for writing this

Joe is a player. Jazz is an introvert. It doesn't stop them from being best friends.

We met in '39, he had been a soldier in the Spanish Civil War. His past erased from his memory by a bludgeon on the head, thus stranded by my father's generosity in the guest room of our house. When he opened his eyes for what to him was the first time, it was me who stood by his side. "In the beginning were her eyes, and her eyes were pure like God. And her eyes were God." He wrote in his final poem, the one I cling to with a feeble hand. Me, God? Me? A girl intimidated by a man who didn't know his own name? Me; sneaking out of my room at night tip-toeing into his to observe him dream. Me, secretly afraid he would never wake up. He; the stranger with bloody fingertips but fair complexion. He, the one I knew nothing about. Yet he made me blush when I caught myself being distracted by his strong arms, drawn by the scratches on his abdomen, by the bulge between his legs where I shouldn't have been looking. //another romance story by yours truly, this one is quite different though. The story will be divided in two parts; "Spanish Bombs" and "Death is A Star."//

Sophie, a sixteen-year-old English punk girl is angry with the world. She has a very unusual brother. He will try to keep away her from the musical and social scene that himself had contributed to create, but he won't be able to do that...But above all, he won't be able to keep her away from his friends.

In 1977, Janie, Aeliana and Josie are three best friends who happen to have formed a band in late 1976, a punk band in Brixton called Crystal Illusion. Like other punk bands such as Sex Pistols, The Clash, Buzzcocks, Ramones, Blondie, etc have impact on them and many others.

years in Brixton...

These are one-shots requested by people on Tumblr and Wattpad, printed with their kind permission. Send me a message if you want one!