Logan: I Don’t Mean To Be Rude—

@poison-marshmellow

No need to menstruate alone, beautiful. Let me drink from your Forbidden Chalice (Diva Cup). Let me paint my face with my devotion... my smile is already red with lust... and my mind is insane with desire *I chuckle darkly*

This is a post about the Joker drinking your menstrual blood. Please be respectful of my fantasy in the comments and reblogs. Joker antis DNI

【Axl N' Slash ❣】

literally me and her ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

➶♡ @missmaytona POOKY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :333

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Guns N Roses: Dust N' Bones Live | The Ritz 1991

Guns N' Roses - Mr. Brownstone - Live at the ritz 88

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Honestly one can interpret the Music video for November Rain as super gay

I don't need therapy I need to go to a Queen concert

Mupp My Life Into Pieces.

This is my last resort!

"IT'S A METAPHOR, BRIAN!"

Hi, you can call me a fanboy, a fanatic, or I guess you can call me @eric-carrburetorr, I haven't settled on a nice name for this blog yet.

Give me asks for headcanons or any questions you want to know about rock!(My opinions or recommendations)

PS I do musician x reader requests for members of the below listed bands!

My blog for other things is @raventhebard.

I'm He/him and trans male.

I like KISS, Queen, David Bowie, Nirvana, Guns N Roses, Rolling Stones, and I'm getting into more bands all the time!

I made this blog because I want some friends that are into rock.

Medusa (Nikki/Tommy)

A new fic here. A sort of Greek mythology AU, featuring a sad Nikki and a cute Tommy. Oh and also, soulmates trope!

I hope you’ll like it, let me know what tou think about it!

Plot: Nikki and Tommy have been friends for a few months now, but Nikki has never shown his eyes. There’s a secret behind this.

Warnings: mentions of past abuse, mention of rape (in the context of a Greek myth)

The first time Tommy had met Nikki they were in a bar, and the drummer hadn’t seen his eyes. It was a boiling Saturday in Los Angeles and, despite the temperatures, Sixx was in full glam mode, dressed in black leather, with jet-black hair, black everything. Tommy looked kinda stupid in his high-waisted tight denim and yellow shirt. Figuring something out about Sixx had been nearly impossible since that dark and thick fringe made it impossible to see Nikki’s eyes. Like a curtain on the stage of an unknown theatre, like a cloud hiding a mysterious moon that could move seas.

Even when they started hanging out regularly, Nikki never took hair away from his face. It seemed like he wanted to avoid eye contact, so Tommy thought he had some strange issues. Though, after a few months of friendship, Lee still hadn’t seen the older’s eyes.

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Wade: I just drank a lego piece.

Logan: ...what the hell?! You melted plastic and drank the liquid?

Wade: Yes.

Logan: Why did you even melt a lego in the first place?!

Wade: Because it looked like chocolate! So I drank it! You know, like a chocolate shake?

I don't have words for this

Gene and Paul Stanley having comfort sex? Gene Complimenting and worshiping him, Making him feel Loved and Appreciated after the Awful day he has had plz? ^^

The Pick Me Up

Gene/Paul, stardemon, Paul just had a lousy time, Gene is there for him, I think i implied this is Revenge era

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Paul pouted, looking at his reflection in the mirror and observing all of the little details of his face. He sure wasn't looking much younger anymore, and he'd let himself grow facial hair for once in his career. He sighed through his nose, shaking his head and brushing out a few tangles that had formed in his long hair. Nothing in particular had happened today, Paul just wasn't feeling all too hot. Some days he was great, energized, excited, ready to conquer anything in his path. Other days, he just felt awful, sluggish, tired, especially after messing up during practice earlier in the day. He didn't usually fuck things up like that. Paul leaned against the door and slid down to the floor, rubbing his temples. He jolted when he heard a knock on the bathroom door, grabbing the counter for support as he pulled himself up and opened the door.

"Sorry for taking so long."

"Hey no, it's alright." Gene mumbled gently to him, observing his face. "I think you need a break."

"Ditto."

The other man held his arms out toward Paul, embracing him in a warm and loving hug.

"Let me treat you tonight. You deserve it, especially after all of the rough shit we've been through lately."

"Gene, don't spend any money on me-"

"Never said I would need to."

He pushed a strand of hair behind his right ear, pressing a gentle, feather-light kiss to his cheek, opting for his lips instead, giving them a soft peck. A grin pulled at Paul's lips.

"I trust you."

Gene was pleased with that, taking his hands and coaxing him out to their bedroom, laying him back onto the pillows and silky bed sheets.

"Just let me take care of you tonight, my star prince."

He started removing the top Paul was wearing, pecking his lips over and over, hands wandering the expanse of chest hair, fingers ghosting over his nipples. Paul relaxed into him, letting out soft breaths and laying back on the pillows, like a pillow prince. Gene pressed heated kisses to his throat, pulling his pants down to follow the shirt in a pile next to them.

"Look at you.. look how beautiful your body is.. these damn hips." His hands held Paul's hips as he talked, then further down. "You're so gorgeous, Paul. Even 20 years after knowing you, you still look radiant."

"You flatter me, Gene." He giggled lightly.

He grinned, shimmying boxers down his thighs, pushing them off and freeing the frontman's cock. His left hand rummaged through their bedside table drawer, pulling a small bottle of lube out. He clicked the top open, pouring just enough over Paul's tip to help with slicking it up, fingers already getting to work, gliding up and down the length, spreading the lube around. Paul let out a pleased groan from his throat. Gene leaned forward, kissing him lovingly as his wrist moved to provide him all the pleasure.

"You're so stunning.. you've worked so hard lately, you really deserve this." He whispered to him, now kissing his jawline.

He shuddered, hands moving up to Gene's hair and brushing it through his fingers.

"Gene..~"

"Shh, baby, let me do this for you~"

His strokes picked up pace just slightly, whispering more praise and peppering kisses all over Paul's body, leaving no inch of his skin untouched and unloved. Even as he got closer, Gene had his full attention to his wants and needs, encouraging him to come as much as he needed, until he made an absolute mess of himself. Both were panting, Paul leaning up for another loving kiss, moaning happily into Gene's mouth, then caressing the side of his face, fingers scratching lightly at the facial hair that Gene too had grown.

"I love you so much."

The bassist smirked, getting nose to nose with him. "I love you too."

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