#gnr

[diamondtr4shangel]

he’s fucking gorgeous

[eledhwen01]

[grlcarcass]

me and my bsf fried in class:

[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

Slash tit sucking comfort fluff?

this sentence would kill a Victorian child

A/n: if the things you say/do don’t kill Victorian children what are you even doing?

Warnings: slight smut, tit sucking, mostly fluff, if you think i missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

You hadn’t been dating Slash all that long, a few months and it was mostly because he needed a place to stay. Guns had just gotten signed and we’re working on their first record.

The house they were stuck in was annoying, the band was annoying. Always playing was fun but Slash needed something, a break, a leave. It was too much socializing for him. When you called and said you were coming over he almost yelled at you. Almost.

Slash wasn’t a yeller, he wasn’t one for argument’s, and this wasn’t that big of a deal. You were his girlfriend coming over to see him because he’d been away for a while. He had to be nice, you were nice, he liked you.

He wasn’t the one to greet you when you got there, and it was immediately a mess. Duff opened the door and was high, the house smelled of weed. He welcomed you in and told you Slash was locked away in his room and wasn’t taking any visitors but that you could go see him.

You were hesitant at that, if he didn’t want to see anyone you wanted to give him space, but you also wanted to see him, so you found his room by following the guitar. He was just playing his favourite songs, songs his dads friends showed him, each had a special story to him that he would tell you while you helped him sober up after a long night of partying.

“Slash?” You asked, knocking on the door. “Saul, can I come in?” The playing stopped and was followed by silence. You thought about just leaving now but then he spoke up.

“Yeah, that’s fine.” He sounded tired, you really didn’t want to go in, he was having a hard time and you didn’t want to make it worse by bothering him. Still, you pushed the door open and walked in, closing it behind you. “Lock it.” He said, you listened.

The door clicked and you went over to him on the bed. There were two twin sized beds and a pullout set up, Slash was on the bed in the corner with his guitar in his lap and a cigarette between his lips.

You went over to him and sat down slowly, looking around nervously, feeling your skin crawl with bedbugs already. “Isn’t it pretty?” He asked humourlessly.

“It’s… something.” You said, smiling softly at him. He didn’t seem to be in the mood. “Tired?” You asked, reaching to brush his hair out of his face. He pulled away at first but relaxed, there wasn’t a reason to pull away, he had to remind himself to be nice. “It’s ok if you’re tired, Saul.” You assured, moving closer to him.

He let sighed softly and shrugged. “I’m not tired, I’m just done.” He grumbled, taking the end of the bud from his lips and stamping it out on the nightstand. “I don’t want to be here anymore, I thought being signed was gonna be big and cool, right now it’s just… it’s driving me fucking insane.” You nodded in understanding, listening intently as he complained.

Slash wasn’t much of a talker but you kept pushing his hair aside, the way you leaned in and kissed his temple. It was warm and comforting, the door was locked and it was safe with you, you weren’t in the band, you weren’t in on the record, you were here for him. He could talk to you, at least a little.

His guitar was set aside, the amp turned off. You kept playing with his hair as he laid his head on your lap. When you came you were expecting sex because, well, it’s Slash, but being here you were fine just letting him talk; although, that was dying down and he was staring at your chest.

“Axl, you know, he’s been held up in his room for, like, a week…” He mumbled, hand rubbing on your side.

“Saul,” you started, “do you want something?” You asked, smiling softly down at him.

He stared at you for a moment before shaking his head. “No, I’m tired.” He said, hand sliding down to your hip, slipping under your shirt.

You thought about it, still just playing with his hair. “You know, sucking on things is calming, it’s why we give babies pacifiers, right?” You said, letting him lift your shirt up.

“And tits…” He mumbled, finishing your thought.

You chuckled and nodded. “Saul, do you want something?” You asked again. He reached around you and unclipped your bra, you adjusted to be laying down more, letting him get comfortable and suck on your nipple.

You checked the door occasionally, knowing it was locked but still panicking when you heard footsteps. You cradled his head in your arms, he seemed content. When you got there he was tense and angry, now he was muttering sweet things and falling asleep in your arms.

“Little weirdo.” You teased, noticing him falling asleep. Maybe you’d have to come by more frequently.

[slash-wife]

We definitely need to talk about it more ☺️

we actually don’t talk about this enough

[velvetvixenette]

Izzy with Stevie and his wife Carolina, early 00s.

[hollywoodroses]

I low-key wanna write a guns n’ roses fan fiction where reader is new to the sunset strip. she befriends gnr and she’s quiet, innocent, cute, shy and keeps to herself so the band take her under their wing. (they wanna protect her from other horny bands). then something will happen and the boys will become obsessively hooked on her.

I seem to be on a roll with these story ideas 🤭

what do you think?: @hailsbellsl @rentherainbringer @ccucumberx @velvetvixenette @lagunz @tobbesdiscordkitten @akbeuus @broidobe @brunette-barbie4562 @jezcat-18 @ginsengkitten @snakepitgunner @californiaahunny @duffrosemckagansslut @grlcarcass @heartzforizzy @losangelesdarling @unknownperson246 @therockstarsmuse @thefairyloveschaos @yeotozaki

[ourforgottensouls]

[duffsmckagan]

I knew it wasn’t going to happen.

[dizzystradlin]

[gunsnrosesslut]

i need him i need him i need him i need him i need him i need him i need him i need him i need him i need him i need him i need him i need him i need him i need him i need him i need him i need him

[cigrttsftrsx]

𝘛𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩, 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘉𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯' 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥

[grlcarcass]

Axl “Pushin The Whip” Rose

[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

I hate to say it but I don't get the hype on duff

HOW

The sass the pants that were never done up

HAIR 😫

[velvetvixenette]

I’ll forever adore his beautiful smile. 💌