#🎸; rock n roll

[the-vampire-of-hawkins]

When I look out my window

Many sights to see

And when I look in my window

So many different people to be

That it's strange, so strange

[mycollectionmylife]

Slash 4ever 🎩🎸🐍🔥🤘

[death-by-mercury]

Happy Birthday Jimi 🎸✨✨✨

[omg-hellgirl]

Javier Milei, the current president of Argentina, responded to a tweet that asked to "name one thing that England gave the world." The president, who has said he had a rock band when he was young, is a big fan of the Rolling Stones.

[thedeadman-2023]

Bugün sana ait...

İyi ki doğdun Amasra'nın hırçın dalgası ❤️

Tertemiz akan bir su gibi Barış AKARSU 🕊

29.06.1979...

[x-heesy]

Punx ARENT Dead 💀

Can't you see, I'm easily bothered by persistence?

One step from lashing out at you

You want in, to get under my skin and call yourself a friend

I've got more friends like you, what do I do?

Is there no standard anymore?

What it takes? Who I am?

Where I've been, belong?

You can't be something you're not

Be yourself, by yourself

Stay away from me

A lesson learned in life

Known from the dawn of time

Respect, walk

What did you say?

Respect, walk

Are you talking to me?

Are you talking to me?

Run your mouth when I'm not around

It's easy to achieve

You cry to weak friends that sympathize

Can you hear the violins playing your song?

Those same friends tell me your every word

Is there no standard anymore?

What it takes? Who I am?

Where I've been, belong?

You can't be something you're not

Be yourself, by yourself

Stay away from me

A lesson learned in life

Known from the dawn of time

Respect, walk

What did you say?

Respect, walk

Are you talking to me?

Respect, walk

What did you say?

Respect, walk

Are you talking to me?

Are you talking to me?

No way, punk

Respect, walk

What did you say?

Respect, walk

Are you talking to me?

Respect, walk

What did you say?

Respect, walk

Are you talking to me?

Are you talking to me?

Walk on home, boy

Pantera - Walk 🎸

@redefine2d @necro69mancer

[multiicolor]

@allnostalgic gets a trolls starter bc TROLLS

the queen of the rock trolls can never have an entrance that is LESS than a little explosive and loud — she comes tumbling from the sky on a frighting flying beast, treating its antennae like the handlebars of a motorcycle ; the beast screeching like a banshee all the way.

once it flew low enough, her foot kicks it in the side - sending it to skid sideways on the felted grass, kicking up enough smoke and dust to make the other pop trolls cough and wheeze. casually, she slips off of it, tossing it something as it snaps up whatever it was in its fanged mouth — the sound of a chainsaw whirring as it consumes the treat.

barb walks off with a casual pep in her step, her arms swinging like she didn't care. but her red eyes were searching and scanning everything, squinting in the blinding rainbow of trolls.

pop trolls were so ... weird. despite the whole world dominance thing getting solved, barb still felt apprehensive about them. their music was just so EUGH, and the colors were so UGH, and so on. but she was chill with em, totally. mainly one. but she couldn't see her shade of pink anywhere. and not that she would ever admit it in a billion years, but the stares were getting ... uncomfortable. she made a good show of looking like she didn't care though.

her mouth scrunches in confusion as she stops, looking side to side before a familiar shade of gray catches her eye — dropping whatever awkward expression she might've had before into an intense grin, toothy and sharp.

" HEY BOYTOY — " she shouts, swaggering her way over to branch ; her arms swinging out to gesture as vaguely as she could to the village, " Have you seen Poppy anywhere? She's late for her hang with me 'n Carol— Like Carol won't admit it, but she's PRETTY anxious for our girl group stuff. "

[mickie86]

what does mickie believe will happen to her after she dies? does this belief scare her?

this one this one this one!! in later arcs, mickie knows exactly where she's headed after she dies and yes, it scares the shit out of her. she's experienced hell a few times at this point and she doesn't desire to go back. her first stay was only a day, but it always feels never ending, like it’s forever. after her second death, she tries everything humanly possible to keep herself safe from harm. she stops doing dumb risky shit and she makes the decision to get clean once and for all, going to rehab for a 7-day program and putting down the hard drugs and cuts down on the alcohol (she won’t ever put down her weed or cigs, sorry). she has night terrors regularly after her first stay in hell and it haunts her constantly.

prior to that point, however, mickie fully believes she’ll go in the ground and that’ll be that. she doesn’t believe in an afterlife or a heaven or hell. she’s been an atheist since she was ten and thinks that after she’s dead—she’ll rot, but she will hopefully always live on in her music.

it is important to note, though, that ever since she found her father dead after a heart attack at fifteen, mickie has been terrified of death. she isn’t scared of what comes after, only what happens to her before. more the possibility of pain than anything else, or the suffering she might endure, and the thought of someone finding her lifeless.

[bonbondecitron]

Rock N roll!! 🎸🎸🎸

[the-vampire-of-hawkins]

still jamming to this.

[mycollectionmylife]

Lindão 🎩🎸🤘

[buzztimez]

my favourite rock n’ roll bitch 🎸

[maziecrazycloud]

“Led Zeppelin are gods among men, and Aisling Cowan in their queen.”

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In May of 1971, CREEM magazine’s journalist: Oliver Thorne set out to try and discern just who Aisling Cowan was, the elusive female guitarist of the intrepid LZ. Here is his interview and cover of LZ’s performance in Usher Hall, Edinburgh, Scotland. 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

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(OBVIOUSLY ALL OF THIS ISNT REAL FOR LEGAL REASONS) I hope you guys like it though. Both Aisling and Oliver are my OCs that I have created for the story I have been writing known as “Forest of Time”. In which a girl from the twenty first century gets pulled back into 1969 by the Seelie Court of Fae. She get sucked into the world of rock n roll when she meets Jimmy Page by chance. Or not👀. Strange magick is afoot. She changes history on accident and becomes a part of LZ, for good or worse. I haven’t written this specific part of the story yet. But I couldn’t resist creating just how much Aisling changes history. Enjoy!

Here is the link to my story if you’re interested!: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42940200/chapters/107881455

I really flexed my understanding of newspapers and i love CREEM, so ofc I had to make an alternate universe version of the magazine to fit my AU of Zeppelin! Cheers and Dark Tidings.🎸👹 (this may be the best thing ive ever made)

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Article below!

Non vintage textured illustration of Aisling✌️

[bangtanintotheroom]

Plug & Play (M)(Teaser)

• Pairing: Guitarist!Hongjoong x (F)Reader

• Genre: Non-Idol!AU, Rock Band!AU, Smut, Strangers to Lovers

• Rating: 18+

• Words (teaser): 742

• Summary: Tonight is the night that you quit being a bystander and make a move towards the guitarist on stage with the devilish smile.

• Warnings/themes: a rock show! 🎸, swearing, drinking, pining, Y/N is a horny bean, Hongjoong and his dangerous smiles 🫠, Yeosang the wingman, flirting, making out, semi-public sex, oral (f. receiving), dirty talk, fingering, hitting it from the back, fingers in mouth, finger sucking, protected sex (be responsible!), clothed sex, multiple orgasms

• Notes: Welp, it’s happened; I fell for yet another leader 🙃 which culminated in me going feral over his recent guitar solo and needing to write something related to it. So here it is! I should have this uploaded by Thursday morning, the latest, since I’ll be out of town for a few days. We’re trucking along pretty quickly, so I have faith! 💕

• Teaser Notes: Teasers are a WIP and will not fully reflect the final draft, warnings and themes are subject to change. If you want to be tagged when the final draft is released, either leave a reply or shoot me an ask!

• Taglist: @minttangerines @minisugakoobies @firesighgirl @swga-ficrecs @hyunjinsjeans

“I’m gonna fuck him.”

Yeosang stared at you from behind the counter, wondering if he heard you right amidst the clinking glasses and rock music.

“Excuse me?”

“I said, I’m gonna fuck him, Yeo.”

“Who?”

You rolled your eyes, rotating ninety degrees to point at the object of your desire on stage.

“Him.”

There was little surprise on your end at the scoff you heard from behind.

“You’re still on that mission?”

Your head whipped around incredulously. “Yes! Why are you shocked by this?”

Yeosang’s expression reeked of indifference as he wiped some bottles down.

“Because I thought you would have given up by now.”

“I don’t give up easily, dude—” Your eyes watched as a certain someone tuned their guitar strings. “—especially when I really want something.”

And you really wanted the man you had in your sights.

“Here you go.”

“Thanks. Are you new here?”

Your head shook at Seonghwa’s question. “No, I don’t even work here. Just helping my friend out while he gets slammed with customers.”

The pretty guitarist smiled softly.

“That’s very nice of you.”

Your cheeks couldn’t help but warm a tiny bit, shooting him the same look. “Thank you. He has to listen to enough of my ranting at home, might as well ease his pain somehow.”

Yunho blinked curiously before asking, “You’re roommates?”

“Mhm.”

He made a sound of understanding, yet another voice cut in before he could say anything.

“Thought you looked familiar.”

You focused your sight on Hongjoong, recognition on his attractive face that had your heart beating a little faster.

“Me?”

“Yeah—” His mouth quirked. “—thought I saw you hanging around Yeosang the last few times we were here.”

Oof. You weren’t sure how to react to him basically saying that he recognized you from afar. It wasn’t a bad thing, at all, considering your end goal, but you were surprised he even remembered with the amount of people in this building.

All you could muster was a scratch of the back of your neck, trying not to fluster further under his gaze.

“Haha, that’s me, always bugging him.”

Hongjoong gave a soft laugh, eyes scrunching in humor. It only made you more bashful, trying your best not to rub the toe of your boot into the ground.

Noticing that Yunho was roped into a conversation with the others now, it just left you alone with the lead guitarist.

A window of opportunity!

But for some reason, you couldn’t muster the words to continue speaking with him. Even though he continued to acknowledge you with his gaze, your eyes averted to watch the stage behind the dining tables.

“Hey.”

Your ears perked up, looking up to see Hongjoong eyeing you with curiosity.

“What’s your name?”

A lifesaver.

You had to hold back the large grin you wanted to give, settling for a polite smile instead.

“Y/N.”

“So…”

You turned around, hearing the door shut and lock before Hongjoong approached you, lips curled akin to someone ready to indulge in the sweetest dessert of their life.

“Is this a much better spot?”

Your mouth twisted in humor, nodding as you replied with delight, “Much better.”

“Good.”

The both of you looked into each other’s eyes, bodies thrumming with energy that was ready to be unleashed at any moment. Although, no one made a move for a moment.

That is, until Hongjoong chose to take a step forward, leaving the tiniest of spaces between you two.

Having him so close directly in front of you had even more of an effect than before, his fresh scent invading your nostrils while your heart pumped faster. It got worse when a hand came up to brush some hair behind your ear, his touch making you bite your lip.

Hongjoong noticed your shift and chuckled, “Nervous?”

You shook your head.

“No, just…excited.”

His grin only widened at your admission, sliding his hand down gently cradle your jaw.

“Same. Didn’t think I’d ever get to be up close and personal with Yeosang’s pretty friend.”

Although you were melting inside at the compliment, your eyebrow raised in amazement.

“Really?”

“Mhm.”

“So why didn’t you make a move first?”

You hoped to trip him up, but the guitarist didn’t seem fazed, straight teeth almost blinding you.

“I wanted to see how badly you wanted me.”

His low response brought a mixture of exasperation and lust to you, your eyes rolling as you huffed, “You rockstars and your egos.”

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[multiicolor]

— How adorable are you?

sorry, she's What now—

[mickie86]

which does mickie idealize most: happiness or success?

if you would've asked her at around sixteen, mickie would've said success. living with her abusive grandmother, she was so far down in the depression rabbit hole that she didn't care about her happiness—she only wanted the money that success could bring her so she could move to the other side of the world and never see the state of north carolina or her grandmother ever again. things changed, of course, when she started working her first job and met her to-be bandmates and best friends. when she started clawing her way out from the misery her grandmother had turned her life into, mickie experienced a lot of personal growth, doubly so when the band was finally able to move to california. she was eighteen.

if you ask her now, she'll say happiness without a second thought, and she means that. presently, mickie is truly chasing nothing but her happiness (and this is even evident in the way she abuses drugs and alcohol; it all results in self-destructive behavior, but mickie doesn't see it that way yet... the way that these things let her escape brings her happiness—even just for a little while). overall, she's dealt with enough sadness and even contentedness that she doesn't want that for herself anymore—she won't settle for anything that doesn't bring her joy and she'll do whatever she can to be the person she wants to be.

this applies to every aspect of her life, but especially to her music. she believes very much in "i'll write what i want and fuck the rest." she'll take opinions and accept criticism on her pieces all day long, but if there's an overall message she wants to get across with something, she won't budge until she does. it would be a disservice to herself and it wouldn't bring her joy. she won't change something just for the monetary benefit; she wants what's best for herself, the band, and the fans.