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alright who scolded him??? he looks so scared

what are your fave musician dad bods. if u have any. like who do u think has the best dad bod i nominate slash

SLASH!!!!!!!! i would have to agree w u‼️

what gets me is that he’s so much hard muscle but now he just looks so soft too???? i feel like he’s so much more approachable now.

lord have mercy……..

no matter how much i kiss the sky it still sheds water from its eyes

Slaxl, Stuff , and Forever Alone Izzy.

Honestly not surprised in the slightest

(Schlatts bdsm quiz results from sdp Patreon)

I feel like living with GNR would be the most horrific and funniest things in the world, like it would definitely contain Axl hugging every body about cleaning up and making sure there mess is handled, and Slash sitting on the couch playing guitar obnoxiously loud or bugging you about snakes, and izzy would lowkey just sit there and watch all this chaos unfold with only the words "I told you not to". And duff and Steven would most likely by egging on each other in doing dumb shit like Duff guzzling down vodka and Steven standing there chanting his name like "DUFF! DUFF! DUFF! DUFF!" for the encouragement he never needed.

Especially Axl dicking you down so hard he makes you cry out in the pillows and your hips shaking, as he would definitely let his hickeys trail all over your neck down to your back and hips, owning every part of you, and fucking you in every room and on every piece of furniture, making sure everyone would and could hear and see how much he gives you pleasure.

Slash would be the same, he would love to watch you choke on hisndick as he would grasp your hair shoving himself down your throat with praises all around, moaning and groaning your name, with the occasional spank just to remind you on who your supposed to be pleasing. Him and him only.

Izzy would fuck you until you could barely form words, you'd just be a blabbering mess under him, he would be hitting your G spot over and over making up blurb out his name over and over, making you scream out his name at God knows what time at night or the morning, making sure everyone heard what you two had going on.

And just to let you know with duff and Steven, they will be sharing you constantly, having duffs dick shoved down your throat and Steven behind you pounding you hard as he praised every thing about you making sure you felt good about yourself and duff would move your head up and down forcing you to take more of his cock as you moaned around it and making sure you knew both if them wanted you bad as each other.

Y'all I just bought an eight inch dildo and that shit is SO GOOOOD I felt it in MY GUTS

Is it too much to ask? I just need a piece of this man (that dick), I want him to take care of me (rearrange my guts), to buy me gifts (fuck me senseless), for him to take me out on dates (to suck that dick til it falls), I want to feel his voice whispering in my ear (for him to eat my pussy), to cuddle me at night (to feel his fingers deep in my coochie) and for him to love and cherish me (to make me swallow all of his kids and birth them)

Is it really too much to ask?

i will always love slash manspreading

Flesh of a Lamb, Blood of a Gazelle

Carne de Cordero, Sangre de Gazela

I loved your flesh like no other before, soft and tender, vibrant and warm. I devoured you without a pause, as your breath faded, lost to the storm.

You begged, you wept, you trembled in vain, your voice a whisper beneath your pain. My teeth tore through your delicate frame, and with each bite, I shared the blame.

I loved you as wolves love their gentle prey, as lions crave the feast of the day. It wasn't cruelty, but a longing dire, to taste your life, to quench my fire.

Flesh of a lamb, blood of a gazelle, pure and fragile, a bittersweet spell. Your beauty cursed me, bound me tight, a fleeting love consumed in the night.

Your blood ran deep, so vivid, so red, painting the ground where your spirit fled. I tore you apart with unbridled desire, until your life waned and dimmed its fire.

Now you rest, a mark on my soul, your essence lingers, making me whole. A love so cruel, yet achingly true, eternal flames ignited by you.

Flesh of a lamb, blood of a gazelle, innocence lost where passion dwells. Was I the wolf, or merely a man, forever tied to the life I began?

Spanish Version

Amé tu carne como a ninguna otra, suave y blanda, tibia y viva.Te devoré sin pausa ni demora, mientras tu aliento poco a poco se perdía.

Rogaste, lloraste, temblaste en mis manos, tu voz un eco entre gritos lejanos.Mis dientes rompían tu frágil figura, y en cada mordisco sentí mi tortura.

Te amé como el lobo ama al cordero, como el león ansía el sabor verdadero.No fue la crueldad, sino el deseo infeliz, que me llevó a buscarte en un rojo matiz.

Carne de cordero, sangre de gazela, suave y pura, pero efímera y bella. Tu fragilidad fue mi dulce condena, mi amor voraz, tu única cadena.

Tu sangre corría, ardiente y divina, formando un río que al suelo se inclina. Te desgarré con pasión desmedida, hasta que tu vida quedó consumida.

Ahora yaces, un recuerdo marcado, en mis labios, el sabor de lo amado.Un amor tan cruel como verdadero, tan efímero como eterno en mi fuego.

Carne de cordero, sangre de gazela, la pureza perdida, la pasión que envenena. No sé si fui lobo o solo un amante, pero tu muerte me ata a ti para siempre.

Slashers: Belly Bulge headcanons

Slashers x male!reader

Requested by anonymous: hello! do you accept headcanon requests? if you are, may i request a very spicy headcanon where the slashers (your pick) saw their bellies bulged by their male s/o's large *ahem* package? if not, that's okay considering this is kinda a weird ask.

(A/n: Part 1 because I had way too much fun writing these and I’m definitely doing more. Also, y’all compliment me too much you have inflated my ego fr)

Summary: Exactly what it says in the title, slasher boys with a belly bulge from your giant dick.

Warning: smut, belly bulge, top!reader.

Characters (in order of appearance): Stu Macher, Michael Myers, Herbert West

Stu Macher is a scrawny giant. He’d be one of the quickest to notice/feel it. At first he just thinks he’s over-fantasizing you fucking him. He can feel you pressing up against his stomach, but it wasn’t until he actually looked down did he notice. The second he does his head falls back and he lets out a long, almost pathetic whimper, shifting uncontrollably under you. Reaching down (if his hands aren’t tied up) to press against it, feeling the bulge move with you as you fucked him, giggling, and moaning, and muttering how deep you were fucking him. He is suddenly very, very thankful for your dick and your ability to fuck him.

Do not mention it to Michael, he’s fucking embarrassed about it. He likes it of course, and being able to actually see you moving in and out of him definitely makes him cum faster than he’d ever admit to anyone, but don’t say anything about it. You’ll know not to purely because of the look he gives you, glancing down at the bulge in his stomach then glaring up at you, even though you’re balls deep in him and he’s been groaning under you for the past hour. He likes it but he will never admit to it, end of story.

Switch Herbert West will lose his mind over it. Just a little bit. He usually at least attempts to be a little more controlling and dominant, even when he’s bottoming, but that grip he has on you slips just a little bit when he notices. He has a very intimate knowledge of anatomy (My little biology freak I love you so.), so he just knows when it’s happening without having to look. He’ll point it out, of course he will, and tell you to fuck him harder and deeper so it’ll be bigger, and you, being absolutely whipped for this man, do it. He doesn’t know what gets him off more, you obeying him without question or complaint or the sight of the bulge in his stomach. He eventually does have to let go of that need for dominance, because you’re good, and at some point he just has to let go and enjoy you fucking him.

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