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he can put that cig out on my leg <3

Imagine:

You convince your boyfriend, Tom, to try on your lip products

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You’d always been a little jealous of Tom and his pouty lips. They were always so perfect plump- but he wouldn’t ever take care of them! And that annoyed you, graced with such a gift, only to be neglected- which started your barrage of pestering,

Every morning you’d give him kissed and say comment how a little chapstick would do him good. Out at dinner you’d bring up how the lighting would give his lips such a nice shine if he put on a little gloss. At the mall you’d hint how that certain shade of lipstick would complement his complexion so well…

Finally after weeks of badgering, Tom agreed. You were ecstatic. The two of you were sat on the bed, you had this whole array of lip products- which was actually apart of your secret “For Tom” stash. Finally your time had come.

After you applied different colors of lipstick, types of lipglosses, and such- you realized Tom rocked literally everything. And he was liking it too/ you noticed how he’d look into the mirror after every lip combo you tried on him. It honestly made you a little jealous, if you were being honest.

A few days after the fact, you’d notice that Tom’s lips always had a bit of shine. Nothing too extreme, it was subtle, but you too pride in it.

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I do take requests, check my pinned and under Masterlist for more info

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I do believe that no one should trust blindly when it comes to rockstar autobiographies/biographies.

Yes, some things could be true, but take everything that is being said with a grain of salt. Especially when it comes to individuals who are trying to recount memories from a time when they were deep into drugs and alcohol.

The example that primarily caused me to make this post was the autobiographies of Slash, Duff, and Steven. There are certain bits and pieces where there are inconsistencies in their stories. They really aren’t the most reliable narrators.

That being said, do not take what is written as fact just because it was stated directly by that person. They will phrase things differently to paint themselves in a better light , or they simply just don’t remember right.

It’s usually a mix of half-truths and half-lies

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We got rained on a lot. Which is good 'cause we had no shower.

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Axl Rose, 24: "There's a lot of violence in the world. That's the environment we live in and we like to show what we live in rather than hide it and act like everything is nice and sugary.

Slash: We lived in a one room studio with holes in the ceiling. We got rained on a lot.

Izzy: Which is good 'cause we had no shower.

“The West Hollywood sheriffs have got to be the biggest fucking pigfaces I’ve ever known. They know our name, too, because of all the things that have happened.” - Izzy

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Hey, how are you doing? I’m so happy for all the requests you write, especially for GNR!!

May I make one for your resent Slash please? I just had a nightmare that left me shaking for good over 10 minutes and I had to make sure that all the windows and doors were locked and I still don’t feel at ease, like I’m expecting my nightmare to materialise from nothing and happen in real life… It was so freaking real and I knew something bad would happen in the dream… somebody chase away the nightmares and hug me!!! 😭

Thank you so much and I hope you’re taking good care of yourself!!! ❤️

I’m doing well myself, thanks for asking 🤍 I’m very sorry about the nightmare on your part, I hope I can write a fic to make you feel better 💙💙

If you can elaborate a bit more on what you’re asking for, I’ll get right on it for you darling <3

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𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤:

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𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤:

𝔼𝕣𝕚𝕔 𝔹𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕒𝕞

𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤:

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𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤:

Imagine:

Slash comes home to you after a performance

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𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚡𝚘𝚡𝚘

It was quite late in the night, you were still awake, sitting in bed with a magazine in your lap and the TV running in the background. Your cat was curled up around the foot of the bed, sleeping soundly. The sound of the lock on the door being fumbled with brought a smile to your face. Slash, your boyfriend, was finally back from a performance at the Troubadour.

He stumbled throughout the apartment, cursing at himself when he ran into the table and chairs. Something toppled over, not that he paid much heed to it. Slash peeked his head through the bedroom door. Seeing you sitting there had him all but throw himself into your embrace.

The smell of cigarette smoke and sweat cling to him as he nuzzled into your chest. A small smile graced your face as you pet his snarly mess off curls.

“Mm… Missed ya” he mumbled softly.

“Yeah, me too.” You responded, “but don’t you think you’re due for a shower, hm?”

Slash made a half-sleepy half-annoyed noise, “Noo… ‘M too tired. Plus- you like my smell.”

Just as you were thinking of a retort, you felt his body go lax on top of yours. He really was tired them. You couldn’t help the small laugh that left you as you took in the scene. Clicking off the lamp and wrapping your arms around Slash, returning his embrace, you knew you wouldn’t want Slash to be any other way than himself.

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𝘼𝙭𝙡 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙇𝘼, 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙍𝙖𝙥𝙞𝙙𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚.