#guitar gf

[jomuffin]

everyone needs to watch this it's important

[eroticlamb]

courtney love playing her fireglo Rickenbacker 425 , 1990 ₊ ˚ ⊹ ♡

“..I started playing in 1980. My first guitar was made by Hondo, a black-and-white fake Strat that looked like Nancy Wilson's. Then my second guitar was a 1959 [Gibson] Melody Maker. I was really into Rickenbackers when I was starting out, because of the 3/4 neck, but I don't play them as much anymore. And I had a [Fender] Duo Sonic 'cause I saw a picture of Patti Smith playing one.”

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Charlie: “Um, sorry if I’ve been playing my guitar at you too much lately, Vaggie..."

Vaggie: "You haven't. Don't worry."

Charlie: "Right well, it’s- it's just been a LONG while since I’ve felt up to it and Razzle and Dazzle were sick of it WAAAY before I stopped anyway, and-”

Vaggie: “Charlie. It's fine. It's pretty cute how much you love playing love-songs.”

Charlie: (tuning guitar) “Hm…?”

Vaggie: “They’re all I’ve ever heard you play.”

Charlie: (distracted) “Mm-hmm, they who?”

Vaggie: “The love songs?”

Charlie: “The lo-”(string snap) “OH.”

Vaggie: “Uh- your guitar okay??”

Charlie: “IT’S FINE but love songs what love songs hahaha I don’t JUST play you love songs-”

Vaggie: “Yeah you do."

Charlie: "I do?"

Vaggie: "Yes hun, you do."

Charlie: (cringing) "I'm sorr-"

Vaggie: "Don't be. I’m not complaining, I love hearing you play.”

Charlie: "O-oh thanks-"

Vaggie: "And anything that makes you look that happy is pretty great to see, too."

Charlie: (strangling guitar) “Oh, um, that’s- good yes, I…”

Vaggie: “Your goat boys got bored with though, huh? Guess they not as big a fan of the sappy stuff as you are.”

Charlie: “Erm... wellllll...”

-charlie before vaggie-

Charlie: “I’M ALLOWED TO EXPRESS MYSELF! I can play the funeral dirge another 500 times if I want to!”

Razzle & Dazzle: (frowning)

Charlie: “Stop looking at me all disappointed like that you guys! You’re not my mom and dad! My mom and dad aren’t even bothering to BE AROUND enough to BE disappointed in me anymore!!!”

Charlie: (crying while playing sad guitar)

Razzle & Dazzle: (facepalm)

-charlie with vaggie-

Vaggie: “Charlie?”

Charlie: “…..”

Vaggie: “You okay sweetie?”

Charlie: “…I’m… very okay. I think I’ve, I've never been better.”

Vaggie: “Okay. It’s just…”

Charlie: (leaning in) (breathless) “Yeah..?”

Vaggie: “You kinda squished your guitar to splinters hugging it like that.”

Charlie: “Huh? FUCK!”

Vaggie: “Now that would fix me.”

Charlie: “I maimed him!? Shit! RAZZLE DAZZLE HELP!!!” (cradling guitar) “Nooo…!” (strokes guitar) “Guitar-kun speak to me!”

Vaggie: “Lucky bastard.”

Razzle: “…”

Dazzle: “….”

Vaggie: “What? She gives great hugs. Anyone would dream of spending the rest of their life getting destroyed by them. And then getting cuddled.”

Charlie: “GUITAR-KUN PLEASE! I WAS GONNA PLAY ‘If I Had Words’ WITH A CLASSICAL ARRANGEMENT FOR HER NEXT!!”

Razzle & Dazzle: (facepalm)

[hi1234hehe]

Izzy Stradlin and his leopard print clothes

[lamiue]

I see who you are Imogen. Been there done that.

[applesartt]

Band girls!

[rocketqueen1989x]

What I think they r all thinking just by their facial expressions 💀(WHY DOES AXL LOOK SO PISSED ?) 🤣🤣🤣

Axl: “what the fuck is he looking at ?”

izzy: “I want to go home man”

slash: “I don’t have a clue what he’s saying “

Steven: “I can’t see a fucking thing”

Duff: “im going to piss myself”

[cherrycurlsvanillapearls]

My roommate is humming some melody to himself and I can hear him through the wall. I get to fall asleep to this safe, joyful, calm sound every night and in exchange, I wake him up with my own music.

He is better at reading Hebrew than I am, and we sit often together to read a page together, of the autobiography my grandmother sent me on Google docs. It is too much for me to read alone, but he sits and listens to me try, and he reads to me when I get tired.

We sit and study in the living room together, me doing my homework, him designing a synth for fun. He gifted me a shirt from his mother's charity and I wear it with pride. He taught me to cook a soup and we ate it together on the porch.

Sometimes, I get out of the shower, and hear him fiddling around on the piano in the living room. It's a wonderful thing.

There is no point to this post. No romance, I promise. I'm just soothed and calm and happy to have such a lovely roommate.

[polyestercleaner]

sfw and nsfw headcanons of joost dating a russian girl with rockstar gf style PLSSSSS😞🙏

Was waiting for someone to request this *wink* ( ͡ᵔ ͜ʖ ͡ᵔ )

|Summary:Headcannons of joost dating a RAD Rockstar Russian gf ☆

|Content Warning⚠️:Nsfw

SFW☆:

Always with you when you wanna pick guitars and new instruments, your so picky with it and he dosent mind the fact you both usually spend hours there before you pick a guitar

Loves how cunty you could be, ripped tights and short skirts, cunty walk and everything, he likes to watch you put on your makeup, you're so messy with it yet you nail it like a (once again) cunty star that you are

Both your pronunciations of words are terrible sometimes and you like to joke around with him about it, sometimes randomly repeating words you both don't know how to properly pronounce and giggling about it

Eventually he hears you speak Russian on a random day and now he wants to learn a couple of words, over time he picks up on stuff, the swear words you say when you hurt yourself on accident and whatnot

You'll wake him up with all that guitar playing and he dosent mind, does he even mind anything at this rate....

You always do your nails, always filing them always painting them and he think it's just the prettiest thing ever. Kissing your hand after you done to show you how well you did.

Always sharing nail polish and t-shirts that he owns, when he comes back from a long tour and you're there rotting in his shirt, it's adorable is what he thinks.

Loves how you two could be so different, your always so fierce and confident, and even though you could say he's confident, he's much more sillier.. if that's the right word.. hmmm

NSFW☆:

Speaking of you wearing his shirts, if he finds it just too much to handle he'll always drop what he's holding from luggage to run up to you and drown you with kisses, eventually he's between your legs, sucking at your clit and making sure he tastes every part of your pussy, if you try taking off his shirt he'll pull it back on your body

After your both done partying and you go back home, both of you tipsy you'll always find yourself bent over something his cock deep inside of you with every thrust you can feel his tip brushing over your sweet spot, he loves playing with the hem of your skirts in the midst of it, everything about you is so pretty it just overwhelms him!

Speaking of him picking up on Russian words, he'll pick up on those you say when he's fucking you really good and your brain is too much of a melted liquid to process what language you're speaking, curse words and pleasurable sentences slipping past your mouth.

Backstage sex once he's done or if your done with your concert, quickly dragging him to the changing room, his fingers deep inside of your mouth that your almost choking as he fucks you into exhaustion.

If your a Rockstar who chose to get those iconic dyed chunks in your hair, trust he'll always be there to admire how well they look wrapped up in his fist, chunks of your pretty hair spilling from between his fingers

Loves pulling at your hair, enough to not hurt you a lot, enough to pull your head back closer to him so he can place kisses on your cheeks as you inch closer to orgasming around his cock

Yes he'll rip off your panties when he's really pussy drunk, he won't waste time, you've lost several soldiers due to this😞🤞

Your voice is everything to him, when your singing, when your talking, when you whimper and moan whilst your cunt clenches around his cock, he just loves your voice.

|Hope this was good enough to please ya! Thank you for the request! Xoxo

ROCK OUT!(✯ ◡ ✯)

[bambalina777]

[eddiiiieeee]

Hate myself for loving you!

Rockstar!Eddie Munson x Rockstar! Reader

warning: language and adult themes

enemies to lovers (slow burn)

events of upside never happened.

face claims for Miranda and Mark are Maryl streep and robert di naro

border/lace credit to @benkeibear

the songs mentioned and lyrics are current songs. they ARE NOT MINE. i will be listing the songs in a separate post. but imagine whatever song in a rock/metal sound.

1989!

“absolutely fucking not.” Eddie scoffed as he glared and Mark, Corroded Coffins manager. The rest of the guys stayed absolutely quiet. “and why not Munson? mind you ever since you two started out they’ve always been on top of us no matter what! so what could possibly make you not want to make a song together! you both play the same genre so what the fuck is the problem now Munson?” Mark said as he glared at Eddie. “Problem is they are a fucking disgrace to rock music! simple.” Eddie said as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“fuck no!” y/n said as she stared at Stacey in complete disgust, The girls looking over at y/n knowing the exact reason for her outburst. “and why not?” Miranda asked raising her eyebrows at y/n which wasn’t a good sign. “because… we always top their songs on the charts! we’d be doing them a favour if anything.” y/n said as she crossed her hands over her chest. Miranda wasn’t convinced. she knew there was a reason. but she just couldn’t put her finger on it.

“he threw a whole tantrum, said that he refused to sing with a bunch of disgraces to the rock world as he put it” Mark said over the phone as Miranda walked down the halls of their record label, walking back to her office as her assistant followed her. “threatening wouldn’t work….” Miranda mumbled as she moved to sit on her chair, behind her desk “i’m all out of ideas Miranda.” Robert huffed as Miranda rubbed the bridge of her nose “i’ll call you back Mark” Miranda said as she ended the call and stared at the frame on her desk. a picture of all the girls when they won their first grammy.

Eddie walked out the building and rolled his eyes as their cameras began flashing. it was a well known fact all over the world that Eddie munsons biggest enemy was paparazzi. they annoyed him too much. he put his glasses on before walking over to his car, pushing through the large crowd as he made it inside his car and drove off, not giving a fuck who was where. he just wanted to go home and relax. he took a glance at his glove box. knowing exactly what he’d hid in there. when he moved to open it he took a glance back at the street only to press on the break

1986!

Eddie ran through the hallways of hawkins, in his first, was a paper. hes going to graduate. the most important thing right now was to find her and tell her that he’d done it. that he’d passed. he’d gotten to her locker right when she did, he wrapped his arms around her and spun her around before slamming his lips against hers as she let out a fit of giggles. once he put her down he looked at her as he wore the biggest smile she’d ever seen on his face. “what?” y/n giggled as she licked her lips, wiping off her red lipstick from Eddie’s face.

“i’m fucking graduating. i passed!” Eddie smiled as he handed y/n the paper, she grabbed it her smile soon after copying the same one he had on his face. “you did it! i’m so proud of you!” she smiled as she hugged him tightly. Eddie wrapped his arms around her waist again as he felt her arms around his neck. he took in her scent as he kissed the side of her head. “and since i did, i’m taking you out for dinner and then a lovely two course desert back at my place” he teased as he bumped their noses, causing y/n to smile as she gave him a peck “i’m not apposed to the idea” she smiled before watching as Dustin ran over to the two

“watch it ya fucking asshole!” y/n yelled as she had pulled Robin back from getting run over, therefore their coffee landing all over the road. the girls were too caught up in making sure they were ok that they hadn’t noticed who the driver was. Eddie had noticed who he almost ran over, his face fell for a moment before he hit the gas and sped off. y/n glared at the car from the back cursing under her breath “i hate new yorkers.” y/n said as Robin chuckled “if you haven’t realised we are new yorkers” Robin said to which y/n rolled her eyes

“you wanna get another coffee?” Robin asked as y/n shrugged “sure, the asshole ruined mine anyway” she said as she put her hands back into her leather coats jacket as she and robin walked back into the store. Eddie gulped as he’d realised who he almost ran over, he rubbed his chest as he felt it tighten. their time together bringing tears to his eyes. it was all his fault. she hated him and it was his fault. she would never believe him. he missed her. ached for her. Eddie turned the radio on in hopes of it changing his mood. but he was met with her voice booming through the stereo. it was the song that made Glass Army the band that it is today. the song came out right after Corroded coffin released their first single, Vampire. which was dedicated to y/n. “up next! Glass Army’s hit song, I don’t care!” the radio host said as the song started.

Eddie remembers vividly the first time he heard the song. the hurt in y/n’s voice in the recording. which was kept in. it was her response to Vampire and Eddie knew it, because the cover of Vampire was a polaroid of y/n’s hand on Eddie’s guitar. her face didn’t show, it was just her hands around the neck of his guitar. they took the picture after y/n jokingly got long nails with bats on them for their prom. they looked great and that’s why Eddie took the picture, she had slipped on all his rings too. but the cover image to i don’t care was a bunch of polaroids, on fire. one of the polaroids were of Eddie’s old van and their tree carvings. of course, the E in the picture was burnt out but Eddie knew.

1986!

y/n giggled as Eddie inspected each nail “that’s so fucking cool baby” Eddie chuckled as y/n smiled, moving to peck his lips before grabbing his hands and slipping his rings off, if this was in any other instance with someone else, Eddie would’ve caused a scene at his rings being taken, but it was y/n. he’d give her his soul and organs if she asked. y/n laid on Eddie’s bed as she grabbed sweetheart from next to her, placing it on her as she wrapped her hands on its neck in a way to show off her nails, Eddie grabbed his camera and snapped a bunch of pictures.

Wayne smiled as he heard their giggles through the walls. Eddie put the guitar and camera aside before he climbed on top of y/n, his hands on either side of her head, his lips ghosting hers as she stared into his eyes. their lips connected as they moved to the rythme of ‘still loving you’ by the scorpions in the back. “you know i love you?” Eddie muttered against her lips as her lipstick smeared off, she nodded kissing him again as she wrapped her arms around his neck to keep him close “i know ed’s…i know.” she muttered back

[grungeprincess2]

And if a double-decker bus

Crashes into us

To die by your side

Is such a heavenly way to die

[dcyliqht]

georgia davies ill always be in love with u

[hauntedrose555]

[batty-n-bratty]

throwback to 2021 when i was marceline for halloween and made my own axe guitar

[gwencel]