Would You Write For Metallica?
would you write for metallica?
Probably only for James, I don’t know much about other Metallica members
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Hello :) I would love to request an Ace Frehley Fic ! The reader was major popstar at the time. The kiss reunion tour had begun, the reader was asked to be the opener for the tour. The reader and Ace began to start dating. The public didn't like them dating due to Ace reputation and age. (Reader was early 20s) ( Thank you so much. ❤️❤️)
Short Fic:
After being asked to open for the KISS reunion tour, (reader) begins to date the controversial Ace Frehley
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To say that you were excited was the understatement of the century. The fact that you were opening for your all time favorite band, KISS, rocked your world- no pun intended. You’d always had a crush on Ace Frehley- even when the public opinion on him seemed to chance constantly.
Over the duration of you opening for KISS- as well as getting increasingly closer with Ace- you were finally asked out on a date. By one of the roadies. You hadn’t had anything better to do, so you accepted. You weren’t particularly excited for the date, Alex wasn’t really anyone significant to you. At all. There was someone else that you’d much rather it be.
Sitting at your vanity, putting on your “overwhelming” eyeshadow, the phone rang. Curiosity took over as you weren’t expecting a call from anyone. Especially on a rare Saturday night that you had off. Pushing away from your makeup, you pick up the phone.
“Hello? This is (name).” You responded politely- even if you were pretty sure that it was a telemarketer.
“Oh good! I’d hope so- I’ve been meaning to catch you.” An all too familiar voice responded , your heart skipped a beat at hearing Ace’s voice. What was he doing calling you of all people?
“Ace- what?” You responded, utterly confused, and feeling anticipation pooling in your gut.
“Yeah, yeah. This is probably a bit unexpected, yeah? Anyways…” Ace trailed off, “We’ve been really gettin’ to know each other as of late. I was wondering if you wanted me to stop by the hotel and pick you up. A date or something.”
A huge grin spread across your fence and you nodded, knowing that Ace couldn’t see, “Huh? I mean- yeah! Totally! For sure! Uhm…” You flushed, feeling a bit silly, “That’d be nice. I’d really like a… a date.”
“Alright baby!” Ace said enthusiastically, “I’ll be there to pick ya up… whenever I get there. See ya soon sweetheart.” You heard the phone hit the receiver. You were in a daze, dropping the phone to the floor as butterflies fluttered around in your stomach. Absolute glee took over your whole mood. Alex was a long, long forgotten thought. And of course all his calls didn’t go through as the phone wasn’t on the receiver.
You were quick to finish getting ready, grabbing your purse and descending down the elevator. Like some fantasy, Ace’s car pulled up just as you left the elevator. You tried to hide your excitement as you walked outside, Ace running out of the car to open the passenger door for you.
“After you, m’lady.” He said with a wink as you got in. The whole evening was a dream to you. Ace was hilarious, making you laugh at every whim and turn. He remembered all the favorite foods that you brought up- taking you to your favorite restaurants, making sure you didn’t miss out on anything.
The next thing you knew, Alex was avoiding you and Ace asked you to be his girlfriend. You gladly accepted, even against the advisory or your management team and the judgement of others. You loved Ace and nothing was getting In between that.
The media was ruthless with their attacks on your relationship, the age gap was the main factor. You were critiqued but you didn’t care. You had Ace, you loved Ace, and Ace loved you. That was all that mattered- especially when flipping off nosy reporters.
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𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚎 (𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚜)
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𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚢, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢
𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜- 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖
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thank you for your porn research but the videos weren't my cup of tea unfortunately.😬
I'm very devastated that there aren't Guns n Roses "porn videos". I'm craving some gnr stuff😭🥲 not even some moaning or groaning audios of them exists. Or audios of Slash or Duff talking dirty🤧
Sorry for this rant !
Haha! No worries! You can rant all you want. Yeah, they weren't my cup of tea ether and I did kinda want to wash my eyes with bleach, especially after the Gene Simmons one 😂 if I find anything from GnR, I might post that here for you! Found this though, but you've probably already seen it.
“Just as the record label frenzy around us was heating up, some fallout from our Gardner space partying hit us. The cops busted down our door one night looking for Axl. They wanted him to answer what turned out to be a bogus rape charge. Our days became numbered there at Gardner. Axl didn’t do the crime, but the incident inspired a great song, “Out to Get Me,’ which we quickly added to our sets in early 1986. You can hear the depth of our collective anguish in that song, shitting ourselves that the record labels might get wind of the situation and break off their courtship: “You can't catch me, I’m fuckin’ innocent!”
Duff Mckagan, “It’s so easy and other lies”, 2011
