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Hello! Could I get a Remington Leith imagine? Either featuring them in quarantine or something involving their new song? Thank you so much!

A/N: Thank you so much for sending in a request!! I’ve been going crazy during this quarantine (I gave myself bangs and they actually turned out decent I’m gonna be dyeing my hair half orange half black if you guys want a picture when I finally get the dye and do it) but I hope you’re doing good during all this craziness!! Also, I wrote this on mobile at 2 in the morning so if it’s not good I’m blaming it on that

You laid in bed as Remington got ready to go over to his brothers house, singing along to the music he had playing from his speaker. “Are you sure you don’t want to come with us? It’s just gonna be the Sebastian and Emerson with their girlfriends. Oh! And the puppy’s!” Remington said as he kept straightening his hair. “As much as I want to see the puppies I’ll probably stay here, I don’t want to brush my hair,” Remington chuckled as he put the straightener down and unplugged it, putting gel in his hair to get it just the right amount of spikey.

“I see how it is, don’t wanna spend any time with me,” Remington mumbled as he sat on the bed to put his shoes on. “Baby, we’ve spent almost every moment together since you got back. You literally followed me into the bathroom while I took a shit the other day.” “We were having a conversation!” You shook your head at your boyfriend as you sat up, motioning for him to hug you. “Tell everyone I said hi and that I miss them,” you said into his shoulder as he held you. “I will.”

He kissed the top of your head before grabbing his jacket and keys, shouting he’d be back in a bit as he walked towards the door to leave. “Be safe!” “I always am!”

After a while longer of laying in bed, you decided to get up and clean a little bit before starting to work on lunch/dinner. Honestly, you didn’t really know what meal it was, having finally eaten dinner at 2 in the morning the night before.

It didn’t take long to pick up, mainly just putting Remingtons clothes back in the closet or in the laundry basket. When you were about to start dinner, you got the notification that they went live. You chuckled when you got on and Remington was holding Pepper and ignoring his brothers, only looking up when he heard Emerson mention that you had joined.

“Hi babe!” Remington said as he used Peppers paw to wave. You type a hi into the chat then set you phone up so you could still watch but start getting dinner ready.

By the time you had everything cooking, the boys got off the live. Remington sent you a text saying his was on his way home and excited to get back to cuddling. Once you finally turned on some music you had decided it wasn’t loud enough so you grabbed Remington’s speaker from the bathroom. Once your phone was connected, you clicked shuffle again and went back to cooking.

An excited gasp escaped your mouth when their new song came on, you turning the speaker up as loud as it could go. You started singing along and dancing around the kitchen, the food now just waiting to be put on a plate. During your little concert you didn’t notice Remington come in and take off his shoes.

“Jesus Christ Remington! Don’t fucking scare me like that!” You shouted as laughed, no longer singing along. “I’m sorry baby, I couldn’t help it,” he apologized as he walked over to you and put his arms around your waist. He helped you plate dinner, still singing along to the song coming through the speaker.

After the two of you finished dinner, Remington grabbed the plates and put them in the sink. Before you could suggest that you get them done he grabbed you and pulled you to the living room. He put on an old Elvis record then grabbed your hand and put his other on your hip. When you looked at him confused he chuckled, placing a kiss to your forehead. “We’re slow dancing you dummy,” he responded, chuckling again when the realization showed on your face.

You let him pull you close, loving every second of him holding you. “I love you so much Remmy,” you mumbled into him, placing a kiss where your face rested.

“As much as I love touring and meet the fans, I think being able to hold you every night and kiss you awake tops any feeling they could give me. I love you so fucking much (Y/N).”

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Old!Axl Rose Headcanon

*I’m actually using my own gif for once!*

So this was requested forever ago and I’m finally getting around to posting this I’m sorry I'm the worst my apologies anyways, I hope you like it guys!

anon requested: can you do more older axl rose like the reader is getting married to axl and there honeymoon

-Axl knew you were the one when he met you

-yeah, he had that thought before but it was different with you

-the proposal was really small, Axl being a pretty private guy

-you cried like a little bitch but he wouldn't have it any other way

-I don't know what kind of wedding you would want so

-we're just gonna go with a cute small wedding with family and friends

-like, fairy lights in trees and cute little lanterns hanging everywhere

-wow I'm soft

-anyways

-you get married, it's all cute and shit

-Axl probably cried

-everyone is so supportive of you two and loves to see Axl so happy

-the honeymoon was so fuckin spicy

-like

-Axl made sure that you knew he loved you and was gonna love you forever

-he for sure got the nicest suite at the hotel you were staying at wherever you decided to honeymoon

-those poor maids

-the shit they saw when they had to clean probably scared them forever

-you can't convince me that homeboy isn't a freak even though he's pushing 60

-made sure you knew how much he loved you

-on every surface

-wow

-ok

-anyways

-there was an intense amount of him spoiling the shit out of you

-like

-if you guys had gone out shopping he got you anything you asked for

-honestly, he probably got you a pair of red bottoms

-even if you can't walk in heels

-his logic being "my baby deserves the best and only the best"

-anyways, everyone can fight me I want to marry Axl

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We’re Back! -kinda-

Hello! It’s me, Admin M. So, me and Admin Alex are deciding to kinda redo the page and just start writing whatever we want. I know we used to be kinda uniform and we’d only post certain things but we both fell out of love with the page and writing because we lost interest in what we were writing about. I don’t know if that makes any sense to you guys but it does to me. Since we decided to do this, we cleared out our ask box so we could start over. 

Anyways, I have some Greta Van Fleet imagines if you guys want them. I also have some Guns imagines that I haven’t posted. If you guys want to send in requests, we write for  -Palaye Royale -Waterparks -Motley Crue -Guns N Roses -Greta Van Fleet -Yungblud

Admin Alex is also doing ships for  -Guns N Rose -Waterparks -Motley Crue -Greta Van Fleet

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Young Guns N Roses in Modern Day Headcanon

A/N: Sup my dudes, it’s been a while huh. So I’m back with a shitty headcanon and I hope you guys enjoy it. On an unrelated note, me and Admin Alex are gonna do some work on the page and we are just gonna start posting whatever makes us happy, kinda like a new start if you will. Anyways, enjoy the headcanon~

-wow okay

-it's a fucking trip

-they are probably bigger than what they were in the 80s cause ya know social media

-but like

-bad boys to the max

-so many parents and Christian moms tried to cancel them

-the media loooooooooved them

-bad boys of the century

-so many venues turned them down

-when they did get accepted, they fucking ruined the green rooms

-climbed on everything on the stage

-for sure broke a lot of shit

-all sorts of alcohol and drugs

-for sure post about the crazy shit they did everywhere

-their Instagrams were insane

-Duff mainly just misspelled shit and posted bad selfies

-Axl was for sure vain as hell and only posted bad pictures of his bandmates and model pictures of himself

-Steven was always posting about stray animals around the venues and putting up polls to try and convince the boys to let him keep them

-Slash was, well, Slash

-Izzy rarely posted but when he did it was always something no one expected

-the band account was just a mess

-told fans not to idolize them or do the shit they do

-loved it when the fans did it anyway

-wanted to bring back girls flashing them and throwing their bras on stage at shows

-for sure were invited to the Playboy mansion

-when they saw Tumblr, they didn't know if they should be scared or impressed

-honestly, Axl was the only one who read all the stuff fans posted

-mainly because he wanted to see what they thought of him

-they were suckers for fan art and letter from the fans

-wow the bad boys have heart

-anyways

-if they got girlfriends, woo boy

-constantly posting about them

-the media probably ate that shit up

-they probably pulled the "Number One Bad Boy Finally Settling Down? Member of Guns N' Roses out on a date with mystery woman"

-the boys just laughed and said fuck the media

-please don't show them Instagram edits

-their egos are big enough

-dear god no hoe anthems playlists

-overall

-they were fucking chaotic

-but they made some damn good music and gave a new meaning to bad boys

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Request/Page update

*gif not mine* also me coming back to this blog after being dormant 

Hi wow, I’m sorry this page hasn’t been active at all! Both us admins have been super busy and dumblr hasn’t been sending me notifications for any of the requests you guys have sent in, but I promise I’ll start working on them as soon as possible! 

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Can you please do a "Dating Remington Headcanons"? Pleeeeease

Hi love! I did something extremely similar if you want to check it out here~

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Old! Axl Dating A Youtuber Headcanon

Old! Axl with a YouTuber girlfriend

- Axl is actually your biggest fan

- He watches every single video you put out and he loves all of them

- He straight up made a YouTube account just so he could like, comment, and subscribe

- Forces anyone he can to watch your videos

- One time when he was home from tour, you somehow convinced him to be in a video

- It was a cheesy boyfriend tag

- But at the same time it wasn't cheesy cause ya know, it's Axl fucking Rose

- The fans fucking lost it

- Disappointed but not surprised was the only comment you got on that video

- Other youtubers were shocked

- Shane Dawson probably congratulated you guys

- Jokingly said the two of you should do a couple collab

- It for sure happened and you probably pissed yourself the entire time

- Like yeah, you may be with Axl Rose but holy shit that's Shane Dawson

- Anyways

- Axl loved doing videos occasionally

- The fans for sure wanted a revamp of glam Axl

- And boy did you deliver

- Axl may have hated the video but everyone else probably thought it was the best video you've ever done

- Now I want Axl in drag

- How do I make that happen?? Like

- Ok I'm getting off track again

- He's the most supportive boyfriend ever and loves what you do, even if people hate on it

- He isn't scared to tell someone to fuck off obviously

- "Due to the lame ass background, I'm going home!" dramatically knocks the chair over and stomps out of frame

- Wow I'm sorry that was lame

- But try and tell me Axl would do that

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Hi! Could I request a dating Emerson headcanon please

It’s been posted!!

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Dating Emerson Barrett Headcanon

Anon requested: Hi! Could I request a dating Emerson headcanon please

- So many hats 

- Like 

- It was obnoxious

- But he loved them

- Sweet little love notes all the time

- He constantly put them around the house

- Before he leaves for tour he makes sure to hide a few

- So much artwork everywhere 

- At one point your walls were a nice solid white

- Not anymore

- Not that you mind but you for sure aren't getting your security deposit back

- The two of you constantly go on cute ass dates

- One time he surprised you with a petting zoo an you actually cried

- A monkey almost stole his hat and he was more than okay with it

- Obviously his brothers love you because you make the baby happy

- OH

- Slow dancing to classical music all the time, anywhere

- Tell me that isn't the cutest shit ever

- His favorite thing about you is how supportive you are

- His artwork?

- Better than Picasso

- The cryptic shit they keep pulling?

- Truly fucking amazing

- Gets so fucking soft when you're around 

- Like, he'll take his hat off and let you wear it

- Just straight smiles when he's with you 

- Wow 

- I want my own Emerson

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Hi I don’t know if you’re doing requests right now but if u Ar could you do a purely fluff Sebastian Danzig imagine? And if u guys can’t that is totally understandable. Thanks 😘

Posted!!

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Cute Cabin: A Sebastian Danzig Imagine

Anon requested: Hi I don't know if you're doing requests right now but if u Ar could you do a purely fluff Sebastian Danzig imagine? And if u guys can't that is totally understandable. Thanks 😘

Tour started in a week and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't hide the fact that you were sad. Sebastian was leaving again and it fucking sucked. Of course, you were excited to have the house to yourself and it was going to be so much easier to clean but you were gonna miss him.

"Hey baby? Can you come here??" Sebastian shouted from downstairs, startling you from your daze. You rolled off the bed, pulling the hoodie you were wearing back to where it was supposed to be before walking to where he was. He instantly pulled you close to him when you got to him, placing a kiss on your forehead.

You smiled up at him and wrapped your arms around his waist, giving him an actual kiss. "What's up?" "Well, I was wondering if you wanted to go on a mini-vacation before tour starts?"

Your smile grew, the mopyness from earlier instantly disappearing. "Where too?" "A cute little cabin up in the hills," he said, softly swaying the two of you. "It sounds lovely," you said before he dragged the two of you to the bedroom to pack.

Once you guys got finished packing, Sebastian loaded the car and opened the passenger door for you. "Oh wow, such a gentleman," he chuckled before shutting it, walking around to get in on the other side. He instantly grabbed your hand once he got situated and you couldn't help but smile.

You messed around with the radio, eventually getting bored and hooking your phone up to the stereo. "Please play something actually good," he joked, causing you to scoff before rolling your eyes.

A devious smirk took over your face when you landed on the playlist you and Remington made the last tour. "Oh god, I don't trust that." "It's fine, I'm totally definitely trustworthy okay," you reassured him, knowing damn well you were lying.

The first note of Baby came on and Sebastian groaned. You laughed then started to sing along, trying to get Sebastian to join in. Eventually, he cracked, the two of you screaming along to the music playing through the speakers.

By the time you two got to the cabin, all the energy you had disappeared. Sebastian told you to go pick out a movie while he got the bags into the bedroom, coming back by the time you had cuddled up on the couch with a blanket. He chuckled as you had it all the way up to your chin, breaking into a full-on laugh when you opened it for him to join you.

He sat down on the couch next to you and pulled you close to him, placing a kiss on top of your head. "I love you so fucking much," he mumbled as you cuddled deeper into him. You gave him a muffled I love you back as you stayed under the blanket, another chuckle escaping him as he smiled at you, the only thing on his mind being his immense amount of love for you.

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Family Friend: A Duff McKagan Imagine

Anon requested: Could you please do a duff imagine?😍 where reader is family friends with axl but she's been secretly sneaking around with duff and she finds out she's pregnant to him!

"Axl stop being stupid and get in the picture!" Your mother said from behind the camera, Axl laughing as he ran back over to the group, throwing his arm around your shoulders. The two of you smiled as your mom continued taking pictures, the family barbeque still in full swing. "Kids, leave poor Jeffrey alone!" Your mother set the camera and the polaroids down as she walked over to the guitarist, shooing the kids away. He quietly thanked her before going back to the book he was reading.

When you turned around, looking for Axl, he wasn't behind you so you went to go over to the table. You screamed when hands wrapped around your waist before you were thrown over someone's shoulder. It instantly clicked in your mind who it was when you saw the long ginger hair, fear instantly flooding you as you got closer to the pool.

"Axl! Don't you dare throw me into that pool!" You shouted as you tried to get away, the only response you heard was laughter before you were tossed into the pool. When you surfaced, you saw Axl at the edge, trying to hold back his laughter. "You could at least help me out of the pool, you know," you said, holding out your hand.

He leaned over to grab it and you pulled him in with you, laughing as he fell in.

"Holy shit! Axl? Izzy?" The two boys quickly turned around, smiles appearing on their faces as soon as they saw you. You instantly ran over to the two, pulling them into a tight hug. "Wow, you've grown up so much," Izzy said as he wrapped an arm around you. "Last time I talked to your mom you were just starting college," Axl said as the little group hug broke up.

You chuckled as you grabbed your luggage, Izzy offering to take it from you. "Yeah, and last time I talked to her I told her I was dropping out because it was too much to handle." Axl laughed then put his arm around you, leading you out of the bus station.

"So, what have you two been up to? Out here in L.A all alone," you asked, bumping into Izzy. "Oh you know, getting all the girls and playing all the shows," Axl joked, making Izzy roll his eyes. "We actually started a band, well, a couple bands. The one we have now though, Guns N' Roses, is pretty solid. You're coming to the show tonight," Izzy said as he put your suitcases in the trunk, Axl opening the door for you.

The three of you continued to catch up as Axl drove back to their dumpy apartment.

Once you got there, a group of boys started yelling down the Axl and Izzy. "Fucking finally! Now can we go out and get something to eat?" The short blonde one shouted, the other two agreeing. "Give us a minute to get her stuff in the apartment then we can, jesus Steven you act like you never eat," Axl shouted back, Izzy and you laughing as you followed them up the stairs.  

"Are you not going to introduce us to your friend?" The one with the dark hair asked, eyeing you up and down. "Everyone, this is (Y/N). (Y/N), those are the idiots," Izzy said as he stood next to you. "Fuck you Stradlin," the shortest one said, making his way over to you. "I'm Steven, it's super nice to meet you."

You smiled at him before the other two stood up from the couch. "I'm Duff." "I'm Slash, now how do you know them?" "Dude, we told you not to be creepy and ask personal questions." "I've known Axl since we were younger, family friends, and I've known Izzy since about middle school," you explained, Axl rolling his eyes as his friends started to pry.

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The more time you spent with the boys, the closer you all got. You and Steven became friends almost instantly, Slash slowly becoming attached as well. However, there was one in particular you were really drawn too. Duff. Maybe it was how attractive he was, or maybe it was the fact that he was the sweetest man alive, but there was something about him that you gravitated towards.

Over the couple of months you had been living with Axl, you and Duff started sneaking around. At first, it was just for fun. A quick fuck when both of you were horny and that was it, but then it started developing into something else. He started writing you cute little notes and hiding them in your room, whenever you guys went out he was super protective, and he was constantly finding ways to spend time with you.

At first, you thought he was just being friendly, trying to make you feel comfortable. It never popped into your head that he might actually like you back until he asked you on a date without the rest of the guys.

"Listen, I know we haven't known each other for that long, but there's just something about you. That sounds so cheesy, but it's true. You make me feel all weird and fuzzy inside and I kinda like it. I know you're really close with Axl and Izzy, we won't even have to tell them, but please give me a chance. Please let me show you that I can be a good boyfriend," your smile grew as Duff rambled on, looking extremely adorable as he did.

When he finally stopped talking, you walked over to his side of the booth and pulled him close, placing a soft kiss on his lips. "I'm gonna take that as a yes," he whispered, pulling you in for another kiss.

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You and Duff had been sneaking around for almost two years now, still terrified of telling Axl. The only other member in the band that had any idea of what was going on was Izzy, and that wasn't by choice. You finally got your own apartment and gave him a key, him walking in at one of the worst times possible. Of course, he swore to secrecy and has somehow kept it a secret ever since, which you were extremely grateful for.

However, lately, there was something wrong. You were constantly sick, always waking up and immediately running to the bathroom to throw up. Worry started to course through you, it getting worse when you realized your period was late.

"Are you alright babe? This has been going on for a while and I'm nervous," Duff said softly as he crouched down next to you. "I'll be okay," you mumbled, instantly needing to throw up again. Duff rubbed your back in comfort as he tried to calm you down, his worry growing as well. "Will you at least go to a doctor?" He asked, feeling a little better when you nodded.

After you went and did the standard check-up, you were sent over to a gynecologist. Duff sat confused as you slowly started to panic, a vague idea of why you were here in your head.

"Ms.(Y/L/N)," a nurse said, opening the door. Duff stood and followed you back, still worried about what was happening. Finally, they sat you in a room with an ultrasound monitor and the nurse said the doctor would be with you in a moment.

Duff held your hand as the two of you waited, softly rubbing his thumb across the back of it in an attempt to keep you calm. You jumped a little when the door opened, Duff chuckling as he let go of your hand to greet the doctor.

"Hi, so I'm sure you have a vague idea as to why you were sent over to me, correct?" The doctor asked as she started sat down and looked at the papers on the clipboard. You nodded as Duff still looked lost and confused. "I'm assuming he's the boyfriend," you nodded as Duff grabbed your hand again, still lost and confused.

"Well, Ms.(Y/L/N), congratulations. You're pregnant," the doctor said, a smile on her face. Tears welled up in your eyes as Duff gasped, instantly letting go you your hand. The impending fear of him getting mad washed over you as you slowly turned to look at him, instantly being stunned by the huge smile on his face. "Holy shit, I'm gonna be a dad," he whispered to himself before looking at you, getting up to pull you into a tight hug.

All your worries went away as soon as he wrapped his arms around you, telling you how excited he was. "Do you guys wanna see?" The doctor asked, Duff instantly saying yes as you chuckled.

Once you two were back in the car, Duff instantly pulled you into a long kiss. "I can't believe I'm gonna be a dad, this is fucking insane," Duff said as he looked at you. "I can't believe it either, but also at the same time, I can. We are pretty reckless," you laughed as Duff agreed, silence taking over the car.

Both of you knew the impending doom that was back home, Axl. "How are we?" "I don't know." "Should we?" "At some point, probably." "Is that some point today?" "No, let's just go home and celebrate." "With what? It's not like we can have celebratory sex," Duff said, starting up the car. You rolled your eyes and hit his arm, causing him to laugh.

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A week had gone by, you trying to avoid the band as best as possible so you didn't break down and tell one of them. Duff had struggled the entire time, his urge to wrap his arm around you when you were around almost winning every time.

As soon as practice was over, you went to jet out of the room but were stopped by a certain ginger you had been dreading to talk to. "Wanna explain why you've been avoiding me for the past fucking week?" He asked, his voice sharp and his tone sour.

You cringed as you tried to get around him, his arm stopping you from leaving. He sighed before looking at you with soft eyes, your will instantly breaking. "Wait here, I need to get the rest of the band," he starred at you in confusion as you walked out of the room, showing Steven the room he was in.

The last person you spotted was Duff, concern instantly taking him over as you walked up to him on the verge of crying. "What's wrong? Did someone hurt you? I swear if they did I'll kick the-" "Duff, we need to tell them everything." He instantly fell silent, nodding as he grabbed your hand.

"Hey, it'll be okay. No matter what happens we'll always have each other and that's all that matters. Now stop crying, you're too pretty to cry," Duff reassured you as he wiped away the tears streaming down your face.

The two of you walked down the hall together, dropping hands before Duff opened the door to the practice room. Your nerves picked up with you saw everyone sitting down, but Duff rubbed your back before lightly pushing you into the room.

"Why are you crying?" Steven asked, instantly picking up on your emotions. You and Duff walked to the middle of the room, the group getting more and more confused.

"Well, uh, I guess we should tell you this first. We're, uh, dating," you said, grabbing Duff's hand for support. Steven was the first to jump up, congratulating the two of you. "Took you long enough to tell us," Slash said, taking a swig from his drink. "You two aren't that good at hiding things, you know," he added as you watched Axl to see his reaction.

"What else? There's obviously something else you have to say," he said, his face still blank. "Duff, why don't you tell them," you said, already starting to get the nervous chills.

Duff stood in silence for a second before sighing and looking down at his shoes. "She's pregnant." "She's what?!" Axl shouted as he quickly stood up, causing you to jump. "Dude, calm down alright-" "Calm down Duff? How the fuck am I supposed to calm down? She's been out here for not even three fucking years and you already got her fucking pregnant?"

Duff pushed you behind him as he stood up to Axl, the band watching from the couch. "Why are you so pissed? It's not like you two were together or ever were at one point." "She's like my little sister you dipshit! How would you feel if I just fucked your little sister and got her pregnant?" "I'd learn to fucking accept it cause they'd be fucking happy," Duff shouted before grabbing your hand and leading you out of the room, anger coursing through his body.

"Baby, slow down please, I can't keep up," you said as he was basically running out of the studio. He came to a full stop, causing you to bump into him. He chuckled softly, instantly turning around to pull you into him. "He'll get over it, just don't stay mad at him," you mumbled into his chest, the man nodding even though you didn't see it.

"I won't, I'm just gonna step on his toes on stage and say it was an accident." When you laughed, any ounce of anger Duff had was gone and was replaced with love for you, the two of you going to the car to head to your apartment.

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Could you please do a duff imagine?😍 where reader is family friends with axl but she’s been secretly sneaking around with duff and she finds out she’s pregnant to him!

it’s been posted, love!

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can i request a remington imagine??? in which he tries to anonymously admit his crush to the reader via a song dedications thing on twitter or tumblr anon but fucks up and it ends up Not being anonymous? i feel like it could be v cute

it’s been posted bb!!!

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Anonymous: A Remington Leith Imagine

*gif not mine*

Anon requested: can i request a remington imagine??? in which he tries to anonymously admit his crush to the reader via a song dedications thing on twitter or tumblr anon but fucks up and it ends up Not being anonymous? i feel like it could be v cute

A/N: I’m sorry it’s so short but I didn’t really know how to do this one honestly. I hope you enjoy it anyways~~

Remington sighed as his hands shook, trying to type the words correctly. He had almost reached his character limit, his nerves almost causing him to back out of doing it. "You got this Remington, plus it's going to be on anonymous anyways. They aren't going to know it's you," he mumbled to himself in reassurance.

Finally, he built up the courage to hit the ask button and he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "Alright, time to keep myself busy so I don't check their blog every ten seconds," Remington said before throwing his phone down on his bed and walking to the kitchen. Emerson was drawing on the table so he decided to watch, trying to pass some time.

"Hi," Emerson mumbled as he finally noticed Remington, setting his pencil down and looking at his brother. "Why do you look nervous?" "Cause I admitted my feelings to someone." "Did you actually? Or is it on anonymous or some shit?" "Okay, you don't need to call me out like that....it's on anonymous." Emerson giggled before picking up his pencil again, going back to his drawing.

"You're never gonna get someone if you keep hiding behind your screen," Emerson pointed out, causing Remington to groan before going back to his room. "Sometimes I hate that you're so smart!" Remington shouted as he walked up the stairs.

When he got back into his room, he instantly grabbed his phone and turned on the screen. His heart started to race when he saw he had a Tumblr notification, his mind going through all sorts of scenarios.

An inaudible screech came out of his mouth when he saw it was a notification from you, his @ in the preview. He clicked on it with shaky hands, tears threatening to spill when he saw his confession wasn't on anonymous.

@ remingtonleith message me cutie <3

He quickly shut his phone off before throwing it to the other side of the bed, instantly changing his mind and grabbing it. He opened Tumblr back up, going to your profile and starting a message.

Hey, please don't think that the message from earlier was weird or anything I just didn't know how to tell you and I honestly thought it was on anon -Remington

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You’re both doing fantastic!! Thanks for running this blog, I love you both

Wowie, thank you anonie~ We love you too 💕💕

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Hi! :) I really loved your gender reveal and baby shopping imagines. Were you planning to do more with current Axl?

I have another headcanon that I plan on posting sometime soon, but other than that I’m not too sure. You guys can always send requests in though!!