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𝙰𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝: this blog is going to be based mostly on rock n roll bands, the moon, nature, films, books with occasional other things.

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i wish he was my boyfrienddddd, i wish he was my boyfrienddddd 🤍

request by @being-worthy 💙

Short Fic:

After a bad night out and some nightmares, Slash plays the part as your defender

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This night had to have been one of your worst yet. You’d got hoping for a relaxing evening with Slash. Get a couple drinks and all that, a bit of a date night. But then guys kept approaching you, making all too suggestive comments, trying to sneak touches. It only served to make you more and more uncomfortable and Slash more pissed off. You tried to tell him that it was okay, but he could see right through that.

After a while, it got Slash riled up enough that he punched the guy, square in the nose. The result of that was the two of you getting escorted out of the building. Slash was rather proud of himself- and still seething because of the sheer audacity of those men- who you were just happy it was over.

The walk home was uneventful, Slash wrapped his arm around your waist, “Y’ alright babe?” He asked, concern evident in his tone of voice. You gave a half shrug in return.

“Yeah… I’ll be fine.” Slash knew you were lying, but he decided not to push. He only held you tighter and would occasionally press a kiss to the side of your head.

Once you were back at home, Slash was treating you with the utmost kindness. He put on one of your favorite movies while going to the kitchen to get the two of you some snacks. While waiting, one of your cats came up and jumped on your lap. Absentmindedly, you scratched behind her ears as you waited on your boyfriend.

Slash came back to the living room holding two bowls of ice cream, fixed with all your favorite toppings. You couldn’t help the big grin that fell upon your face as you gladly took the bowl. As the movie went on, you found yourself getting sleepier and sleepier. Eventually you fell asleep on the couch.

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Next thing you know you’re waking up in a cold sweat. Your heart is thudding and for a moment you don’t know where you are as the memories of your terrible nightmare keep running through your mind. You’re sitting there on the couch, frozen in fear. It’s dark, you can’t see anything, and you’re terrified.

With the ferocity that you shot up, it also woke up Slash who had dozed off next to you, not wanted to go to bed without you. It took him a moment before he saw you, sitting up and breathing hard- a terrified look on your face. He immediately felt worried as he took in your expression.

“Baby? What’s wrong, honey what happened?” He asked softly, leaning in to you. You only shook your head and sniffled, trying to hold back tears. Slash understood what was going on.

“Nightmare?” Your nod conformed his suspicions. Slash wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his warm embrace as you tried your hardest not to break into sobs. He didn’t say anything, only rubbing soothing circles onto your back and playing with the ends of your hair.

Eventually you calmed down, but you were still shaken up. Slash’s warmth comforting you. After a long handful of minutes, he spoke up again.

“Wanna go to bed?” You gave a stiff nod, not really wanting to leave him, “We can grab the cats, and all the blankets… make like a lil’ cuddle pile?”

That brought a smile to your face, it sounded silly, “Yeah… I’d like that.”

And there the two of you wound up, cuddled up in bed with all of your cats- busy making biscuits in the fluffier blankets. You felt safe and protected, as silly as it seemed. With your boyfriend and your cats, you were able to easily fall back asleep, nightmare free.

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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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Hi can I make a request on a fanfic of Jon Bon Jovi where he is married to a model/singer and reader is heavily pregnant with their first child and it’s just a soft evening where he is singing new songs to her (slippery when wet era) and it’s just fluff and a lot of pda💕

Short Fic:

Tender evening with Jon doting on his heavily pregnant wife

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Jon was so good to you, really. He was far more than you could’ve possibly asked for. From the moment you two got together, he was incredibly sweet. He’d plan date nights at all your favorite restaurants, buying what you wanted no matter the price. He was always more than happy to splurge when it came to what you wanted.

You two had met at some fancy event. You were a semi-famous model, trying to make a bigger name for yourself. But when you laid eyes on Jon, (or was it vice versa?) you were smitten. Immediately you two had hit it off. At first both your and Jon’s management team thought something was going to go wrong. A messy breakup, some sort of scandal, anything. You two proved them wrong, especially after Jon put a ring on your finger. From then on, it was total bliss. You were more than happy to have Jon by your side. Jon couldn’t believe that he was so lucky to have gotten you as his wife. He was sure to make every second of it count.

You stared a bit too long at a super fluffy blanket? It was yours. Made a comment on those cute shoes? He’s already at the register. Jon loved to spoil you. He loved you, period. And of course, when you stayed in the baby section of clothing stores for a bit too long, he knew he’d have to give you just that.

After finding out about your pregnancy, he was ecstatic. Instantly he was doting on you more (if that was even possible) making sure each of your every needs was met. Jon loved driving you to your doctor appointment, he especially loved seeing all the ultrasound pictures. The movement of the little baby who was both of yours. During bouts of morning sickness, he’d rub your back comfortingly, hold your hair back, everything just to make it a little easier on you.

When it came to buying things for the baby, you and Jon went a bit overboard. He was looking at houses that were big enough to support a kid- and possibly more in the future- while you were purchasing all the cutest little baby clothes. The future baby was more than prepared for.

And now? Things were coming down a bit. Your due date was approaching closer and closer so there wasn’t much you were able to do anymore with your growing belly. Jon had finally found himself some free time from working with the band. After dinner he had helped you bathe and get into bed. Placing a tender kiss on your stomach and to your lips, he got into bed with you, pulling the sheets up close.

He wrapped his arm around you, holding you close to him, “How’re you doing mama?” He said softly, giving you another kiss.

Your hands go up to your belly, a tired smile gracing your face, “As well as they can be, I suppose. Can’t wait for this bugger to get out though.”

Jon smiled, also putting his hands overtop yours, “Yeah. I’d bet.” He paused for a minute, taking in the moment. How we was going to become a father very soon, “Hey sweetie. I’ve been working on some songs for the new album.”

“Really?” You said enthusiastically, “That’s wonderful.”

Jon nods, “Mhm… would you like to hear ‘em?”

“Yeah… yeah I’d like that.” You said with a small nod.

So Jon began to softly sing to you, giving you occasional kisses here and there. After a bite his voice began to relax you and eventually soothed you to sleep. As he felt your body relaxed, he couldn’t help but give you one last kiss and pull your favorite fluffy blanket a bit higher on you.

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That’s our baby xoxo

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slash x f!reader where slash teases reader in a bus they travel with the band in. like they share a bunk bed and he wakes up, deciding to kiss her cheek, down to her jaw and maybe suck on her neck?? just slash being clingy all morning

Imagine:

Slash wakes up early, for once, and showers (reader) with some morning kisses

𝙰/𝙽: 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚎

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Slash groaned as his eyes squinted open to the early morning sun. It was way too early. He was going to flip over and tug the covers over his head of capture a few more well needed hours of sleep until he recalled who exactly he was sharing this tiny ass bunk with. You. Slash just sighed, he really didn’t feel like crushing you in your sleep and receiving your wrath in return.

He tired to fall back asleep, but he simply just couldn’t with the combination of bumpy bus ride and the bright sun. Groaning, he turned his head only to be face-to-face with you. He took in the sight, your expression was peaceful. Slash frowned, a bit jealous, at least someone was getting a good night’s sleep.

However, he couldn’t help but crack a grin, you were always so uptight- worrying about one thing or the other. And now? Calm, peaceful bliss… Slash couldn’t help himself from closing the distance between yourselves. His lips pressed a soft kiss to your cheek. Seeing as you didn’t react, he decided to keep going, littering your sleepy face in his affections.

It amused him to a degree, not that he didn’t like like to give you some early morning smooches as well. You had a long weekend, managing the band and whatnot. He figured you deserved some well deserved love. Slash started moving his kisses downward, from your cheeks and nose to your jaw.

He enjoyed watching your little reactions, the way your eyebrows furrowed when his stubble tickled your cheek or the way you’d softly sigh. Moving down further, his lips ghosted along your neck until he stopped, placing a wet kiss along your neck and beginning to suck a hickey.

That woke you up. Blearily, you looked around to see Slash’s mop of hair right next to you and an all to familiar sensation on your neck.

“Wha..?” She mumbled, sleepily pushing his head away. Slash looked up at you with the cheekiest grin on his face.

“Mornin’ ” He said, not at all ashamed at what he was doing, “How’d ya sleep?”

You groaned a bit, “Just fine… ‘til you woke me up… doin’ whatever.”

“Aww… did I ruin your precious sleep? I thought you’d appreciate a little looove…” He pouted, exaggerating.

“I never told you to stop” You said with a little shrug. Slash’s grin came back like clockwork.

He shifted, leaning up on his arm, “Is that..?”

You couldn’t help but grin a bit too- even if you were still exhausted, “Yes, it is. Ya damn goof. Now c’mere.”

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