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Sami yaffa and his baby🎀

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It's decemeber guys. Y'know what that means? Yep, Razzle dingleys birthday and memorial day☹️

Michael monroe laughing in the corner🎀.

Marilyn Monroe photographed by Phil Burchman, 1951.

Peak, Hanoi rocks x reader poly?? Yea??? No. Oh okay, I'll delete my whole account then💔.

Making a Hanoi Rocks gc👀. Who wanna join??

Discord: @taste.your.death.

Happy heavenly birthday Razzle!! We all miss you. No words can express how heavy it feels that you’re gone. Everyone misses you and loves you, fans from all around the world. You were a great talented and sweet person to be known. We ask nothing for you to do but rest and take it easy up there🎩🕊️

Nen! Thank you for the inspiration fan fic, speaking of this I'm gonna go back into writing hanoi rocks fanfics. I loved this, and you had really put Razzle together, sounds a LOT like him!! I'm doing more better than last time❤️💜💚.

Summary: Razzle comes back home from practice / hanging out with his band, got a whole lot to tell and a lot of attention in need!

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Warnings: None, just a pouty Razzle<3

A/N: I've finished this a long time ago, but never had the time to upload it...It was an idea from dear @sami--yaffa aka Smiley!♡ I hope you're doing great and this puts a little smile on your face<3

,,So, how was your day?", you asked, smiling when he beamed up. ,,Oof, so much happened! Like...I think more accidents, though."

Accidents? You knew Hanoi Rocks could be a clumsy and rowdy bunch, but all in one day? Seemed suspicious.

,,Accidents? Who died?"

Razzle huffed, fake apalled at you. Stuff happens, doesn't mean sonebody has died! But that was besides the point: Razzle kept talking making himself comfortable, laying his head on your lap and playing with whatever part of your body was closest (which were your hands). So for the next few hours, you two sat on the sofa, the TV on in the background, until it started to get darker, around 7 PM.

,,You hungry?" Razzle's eyes were barely open, but his nose was. ,,What'd you make?" Razzle, still half asleep, walked into the kitchen, spotting the two plates of food. ,,Lasagna, nothing too complicated." If there was something Razzle absolutely loved, next to you, it was your cooking. It always looked like it came straight from a gourmet place and everytime he tried to replicate it, it just tasted bland. And that was the first and last time he ever cooked freely.

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,,Are you gonna come to bed? It's freezing without you."

After dinner, Razzle went to get ready for bed, thinking you would join him after a few minutes, but five minutes turned into ten and you were nowhere to be heard or seen.

So he went to search for you, finding you back on the sofa, finishing whatever had been on TV before.

,,Hm? Oh, sorry...I got so invested, I didn't even realise you went to bed..."

The pout on his face was enough for you to know that he wasn't the happiest about it. ,,Look, I'll go brush my teeth and then I'll be with you, ok?" Razzle just nodded, trudging back and laying with his back to the door. ,,Razzle? Still awake?"

You shook him very softly, hoping it wasn't yoo hard to take him out of his sleep (if he was). But he wasn't. He grumbled, moving further away from you. ,,Alright, baby, what are you so pissy about?" He turned onto his other side, meeting your eyes. ,,Why didn't you come to bed straight away? I thought you walked out or something."

You knew he wasn't actually mad about it, just confused, so you knew the best idea to cheer him up. ,,Better now?" A little kiss on his nose and forehead helped, making him brightly smile and hug you, nuzzling his face into your neck.

,,You know you're an attention seeker." Razzle huffed, pouting at the obvious statement, but how could he not? It's YOUR attention that he LOVED. ,,I'm not..." His statement was rested with a kiss to your lips, keeping you from ,,arguing" back. ,,I am only when you are around..."

You left it at that, enjoying whatever he was talking about:)

You know, I feel like Hanoi Rocks deserves more fanfics. Especially Razzle! Poor guy barely has any ☹️.

what if that fell on them😭.

Just being with Duff made all your worries go away. Tracing over his body, him tracing over yours...It always gave you a sense of calm, no matter how bad the situation seemed. Had a bad day? He'll pull you into a hug. Feeling unwell? A kiss in whatever form, whether it's on your lips or hands, doesn't matter. Don't know what life is? He'll let you rant whilst holding you. Being with him is still the best feeling in the world♡