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the man you are..

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bicep !!!

umm slashy…. You have a hole in your jeans💋🖤

I miss Axl I’ll be honest

Sherlock e-cards by Alice X. Zhang.  Her work is amazing!  These aren’t all of them, but Tumblr only lets me put in 10… You can find them all here. Please reblog with this comment, she deserves the credit for her hard work!

Billy possessed by the Mind Flayer but still working as a lifeguard

"i want him bouncing and moaning on it" okayyyy and what abt struggling and sobbing on it 😐

Slaxl, Stuff , and Forever Alone Izzy.

Gatxs y calle / 01

baby axl

Can you write a smut fic for Steven Adler where he get overstimulated and cries?

Good boy

Steven Adler x reader (afab/fem)

Master list

Warning mommy kink, overstimulation, crying, smut

Steven grips my hips and slowly pushes into me. We both moan at the feeling. He begins to thrust in and out at a relaxed slow rate. We both enjoy the sensual moment together. He has his eyes closed and his head tilted back  I stare at his adorable pleasure-filled face as he thrusts in and out of me.

"so fucking cute," I say grinding my hips back into him matching his pace. Steve smiles for a second before getting lost in pleasure again closing his eyes once more. I begin to grind on him faster than his original pace. He gets the message and speeds up. It's not much of a change so after a few seconds I make him speed up a bit more and repeat the process until I'm making him fuck me at a much faster rate.

Grab at his shoulder to get him to lean down a little before wrapping my hand around the back of his neck. I pull him down into a kiss. "Mommy" he mumbles against my lips making me smile against him. My fingers play with the scruffy hair at the back of his neck until we both pull away.

"good boy, good boy" I mumble breathlessly. My orgasm is approaching fast. "m-mommy" he whines through gritted teeth. His orgasm is near too. "I know" I coo at him hoping he'll hang on for me.

I don't want to threaten the poor thing with punishment but, he's never been good at handling overstimulation in the smallest amounts. "hold on for me please?" I ask trying to not sound like I'm the one begging. He throws his head back trying his best. "be a good boy for me?" I ask wanting to come before him.

He moans and whimpers loudly as he paints my walls. My orgasms is a mere 15 seconds away. "don't stop" I ask almost whining. I wrap my legs around his waist and try to fuck myself onto him as best as I can as he lazily thrusts into me. Tears run down his face as he tries his best to please me. "good boy" I say trying to make him feel better as I am about to cum.

I chant the words 'good boy' and 'my good boy' as I cum around him. He fucks me through my orgasm. He's almost sobbing by the time I've come down from my high. He carefully pulls out of me. He collapses on top of me a mess of tears. "such a good boy doing what his mommy wants" I praise him knowing it will give him some comfort.

He buries his head in the crook of my neck and I kiss his. I hold him and once he's calmed down a bit I pull his head away and kiss him. We both get cleaned up and pass out quickly afterward.

Words-506

Thanks for reading love ya-gremlin❤️💋

Short lived

Warnings

Unprotected p in v, oral fem and male receiving, spanking, drooling, pet names, mentions of cigarettes, mentions of alcohol and drinking, hair pulling, jealous slash, cum eating, flirty Izzy, degradation, dirty talk, slapping, really fucking rough, slight cnc?, Biting, choking, dacryphilia, lil bit of fluffy angst at the end idk

A/N

I kinda got carried away I am so sorry 🪨💨

Word count

2.5k

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Walking from the kitchen with armfuls of beers, you set all of them down on the coffee table with a huff. You plopped right down in-between Izzy and Slash, craning your head back, bored of Steven and Duff messing around with cameras, and Axl yelling about pointless things that weren't relevant to anything.

You couldn't help but turn your head as Izzy moved to pull out a cigarette from the pack on the table. He placed it between his lips, and was quick to light it. He took a long drag before turning to meet your eyes, letting out a chuckle.

This caused Slash to turn his head towards the two of you, eyeing Izzy carefully.

"You want one, or are you just gonna keep staring, honey?" It caught you off guard but you only shrugged. Izzy pulled the cigarette from his pretty lips, placing it between yours gently.

Before you could even inhale, Slash wrapped his arm around your shoulders and took the cigarette from your mouth, putting it out on his own jeans. He stood, and without a word, left the room, slamming the door to Axl's bedroom.

It was no secret that you and Slash had feelings for each other, especially with Axl's big mouth around. But ever since you and Izzy had been getting closer, becoming better friends, Slash had become more distant, pissier towards you.

You sighed, letting your head fall into your hand as you began to rub your temples.

"What's his deal?" Izzy questioned, eyebrows raised in a bit of surprise. You shook your head.

"I don't have a clue. I'm gonna go talk to him." You stood, stepping over the empty beer bottles that were scattered across the floor.

As you reached Axl's bedroom, you gently knocked on the door, listening closely for any signs of his presence. "Slash? Can I come in?"

No response.

You knocked again, but there was still no response. Turning the doorknob, you gently pushed the door open, greeted by the sight of Slash getting off the bed and walking over to you. He pulled you into the room and closed the door harshly, his body pressing yours against the door.

"Slash?" You questioned, your breathing quickening as his hand ghosted down your arm to the lock on the door, flipping it and jiggling the door handle to make sure it was locked.

His face was so close to yours, you could smell the smokey breath that fanned over your face. His eyebrows furrowed. "Why do you have to do that?" He questioned, but it sounded more like a demand.

"do what?" You whispered, scared to raise your voice. His hand came to rest on your neck, giving a small squeeze.

"Fucking flirt with every guy that looks at you. You know what the fuck you're doing." He spat, before spinning the two of you around and pushing you roughly into the bed behind you. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard that you forget Izzy ever existed."

You couldn't find your voice, letting out a small whine as you pushed yourself back, making room for Slash to crawl onto the bed with you, but he only stood at the edge of the bed.

"Tell me if you don't want this now, because I'm not gonna stop once I start."

You nodded quickly in response to his words, and he landed a firm slap across your cheek. "Use your words, whore."

You turned your head to look back up at him, bringing your own hand up to the forming red mark on your face, feeling the warmth radiating off of it. Your eyes were watering, but you couldn't deny the pulsing ache between your legs. "Please, Slash, I want it."

"Such a dirty fuckin' slut." Slash huffed, his hands coming down to unbutton his jeans. He slid them down his muscular thighs, already starting to palm himself through his boxers. "Gonna suck my cock? Show me how much you want it?"

You crawled closer, and slash gripped the back of your head by your hair, pulling your mouth directly onto his clothed bulge. You let your lips glide over the print, looking up at him, a single tear falling down your cheek from the pain he was inflicting on you, but you couldn't even mind.

"Fuck, you're a little minx." He used his free hand to tug his boxers down, discarding them with his pants. His hardening cock was right in your face, and you brought your hand up to pump him gently.

He grabbed his dick and rubbed it against your lips, and you opened your mouth. He was quick to shove your head down onto his cock, already fucking your face at a rapid speed. You gagged around him, drool spilling from the corners of your mouth as you tried your hardest to breathe.

You watched as he threw his head back, and you brought your hand down to your clothed heat, rubbing yourself through your pants.

His hips were relentless, pistoning hard into your throat. You knew it was gonna be sore for a few days.

You were a bit worried about the rest of the guys in the living room, but their cheers and laughing and indistinct yelling just told you they weren't paying any mind to your missing presence.

You were caught off guard by the sudden feeling of Slash pushing your head all the way down his dick, and you lifted your hands up to dig your nails into his waist as he held you at the base of his cock.

Your nose was brushing against his happy trail, and you began to panick as you lost your breath. Slash pulled you off his cock by the back of your hair, throwing your head back as he leaned down to kiss you.

"Gonna make you mine, make you scream for me." He grabbed your hips as he leant over you, flipping you over and swiftly tugging your pants and underwear clear off your legs. You to let out a gasp when the cold air hit your leaking cunt.

"Oh shit, look at that... So fucking wet, just from sucking my dick? You really are a whore." He paused to pull his shirt over his head, tossing it aside. He leaned over your back, pressing his lips to your ear. "But you're my whore, aren't you?"

You couldn't even let out a whimper before he pushed himself into you, stilling as soon as he bottomed out inside of you. You let your arms give out, your front side falling into the comforter on the bed. Your sudden moan was muffled by the bed, but then he grabbed your hair from the base of your scalp, tugging your head back towards the ceiling. "My whore, aren't you?"

He repeated himself, and you sobbed loudly. "Y-Your whore, fuck." You muttered, scared that if you were too loud the other men would hear, and that was endless teasing you didn't want to endure.

Slash pulled his hips back, and you whined, pushing yourself back into him in a desperate attempt to fuck yourself on his cock. His hand raised, and before you could even think about what he was doing, a red handprint was forming on your ass.

You yelped, pushing your body forward as an attempt to get away from the sting, but with his grip on your hair, you couldn't move. "T-Theyre gonna hear, can't be loud, please--"

Slash cut you off with a hard thrust, and you let out a loud moan, mixed in with a choked scream. You couldn't contain it. His dick was so big that it hurt, and he was so deep inside of you that he was pushing painfully against your cervix.

Slash leaned down again, finally starting at a slow and rough pace. A bite was pressed against your still-clothed shoulder, and with the pinch, came the realization that you weren't gonna be able to be quiet. "Let's get this off." Slash pulled you flush against his chest, rocking back onto his knees. His hands rushed to lift your thin shirt over your head, not once missing a single thrust.

Once your shirt was discarded, he didn't waste any time in trailing his hand up between the valley of your breasts, coming to squeeze your throat roughly. "You're so fucking tight, squeezing me so hard."

You were lightheaded, eyes rolling back as your head fell onto his shoulder, mouth hung open. Your fingers dug into his hips, and your other hand coming behind you to tangle and tug on his hair. "You like feeling me so deep in your tummy? Right... There." He questioned, his hand pressing roughly against your lower abdomen, easily feeling himself through the flesh of your stomach. The applied pressure caused you to squeal, fighting to get off his cock, the pleasure becoming too much for your foggy little brain.

"Oh, that's it, isn't it? Right there?" His voice was so sweet and alluring that you almost melted into his rough grips. "Answer me, bitch." He grabbed a fistful of hair again, pulling your lips closer to his as he sloppily pressed his open mouth to the corner of your own mouth. You were too busy trying to escape the dizzying feeling of your orgasm approaching to even mumble a response.

You nodded, but he only slipped the hand in your hair to your open mouth, his middle and ring finger pushing past your lips and onto your tongue.

His fingers were salty, but tasted so good in your mouth. He shoved them back further, and you gagged quickly. You screamed loudly as your orgasm hit you like a freight train, thrashing around in Slash's hold. You balled your hands up into fists and started to beat against his hips, back arched as you desperately tried to escape the overstimulation.

"Hold the fuck... still." His words were cut up between thrusts and grunts as he fought to keep you held down, your pulsing walls sucking him in deeper than he already was as an attempt to drain his cock.

"Already cumming, baby? Such a pathetic little body, jus' can't take what I give you." He hummed, faking that sympathy that he knew you would soak up.

He snaked an arm around your waist, holding you down as he completely ruined you from below. Your cunt was already sore, and the tears spilling from your eyes had no end, similar to the moans leaving your throat and vibrating around his fingers. Drool coated your chin and chest, and the entirety of his hand, and he didn't even care.

"Look s'much better stuffed full of my cock than you do sitting next to Izzy." Slash shoved you forward again, but this time he placed his hands on the small of your back, pushing down roughly to keep your back arched as he continued his assault on your poor cunt.

"N-No more, can't take it-- Please, s'too much!" You yelped.

Another harsh slap came down onto your ass, and you wept loudly into the bedding. You were squeezing his cock so tight that his hips began to stutter, so his pace slowed and his thrusts got impossibly harder. The steel rings he wore on his fingers were making bright red welts on your ass with every smack he gave you, and you couldn't help but let out the crying and screaming, it hurt, but he didn't care.

With his balls slapping against your clit with each thrust, you came once more, bringing your arms back to try and push his hips away from you, but he only grabbed a hold of both of your wrists, using them to pull you back onto him. Your weeping and moaning finally died down, and you just let him use you, limp from the overstimulation.

You were so fucked out that you didn't even feel the hot cum coating your insides. Slash pulled out as he was cumming, the last little bit of his spunk landing over your red and abused lips.

He released your arms, letting you fall forward.

"My fucking pussy, isn't it?" He shoved your thighs up so your ass was back in the air, and his thumb came up to run through your slick folds, practically shoving his cum back inside of you. You jumped when his finger brushed against your clit, letting out a small whine.

"A-All yours, Slash." You mumbled, and he brought his face to the red wounds and marks on your ass, pressing gentle kisses to the welts and light specks of blood that had begun peeking through your skin, already bruising.

His kisses trailed right back to your cunt, and he didn't hesitate in sticking his tongue right out and into your heat, from your clit to your hole. He hollowed his cheeks when he found your clit, sucking with so much intensity it caused you to lean back into him, despite all that had went down mere minutes before.

He was eating your pussy so carefully and intricately, it was a stark contrast from his previous tone and actions.

It took you minutes of him sucking and licking your poor cunt to realize that he was eating his own cum out of you, and the pure thought had you whining yet again.

He'd groan into your pussy, the vibrations going straight to your clit. It didn't take much for you to cum yet again, so sensitive from your previous torturous orgasms, and you shoved your face down into the bedding once more as you whined, squirming away from Slash's face. He held your hips and pulled you back into him as you rode out your orgasm, finally pulling off of your cunt and gently shushing you as you turned over to meet his gaze.

You suddenly broke out into tears again and Slash crawled back onto the bed pulling you up into his arms. You couldn't form proper sentences, your words simply coming out jumbled and choppy.

"s'okay. I'm sorry, I know. It's gonna be okay." You clung to him for dear life, your sweaty, naked bodies pressing together as your threw your arms over your neck.

All he could make out from your sobs was small "I'm sorry"s, "thank you"s, and "so tired"s. He pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head as he gently rocked the two of you back and forth.

"Did so good f'me, sweetheart, I'm sorry." He cooed, but it was too late, you were already asleep in his arms. He sighed, resting his head on top of yours for just a few more minutes before slipping you under the blankets of Axl's bed, and following close right next to you, wrapping an arm over your waist.

He buried his face in your shoulder as his eyes closed, feeling just a little guilty for the way he treated you.

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You woke up to the sound of banging, looking around to see slash tugging his boxers on, and you immediately felt a surge of shame run through your body when Slash unlocked and opened the door to an incredibly red and upset Axl.

"You're washing everything on that fucking bed. No, actually, you're buying me a whole new one."

And with that, you sunk back under the covers, not daring to make eye contact with the fiery redhead.

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.

The amount of times I’ve watched this … it’s acc very concerning

(Not my edit📸)

Can we get a Steven smut where he begs you to ride him into overstimulation

YOURE MY LIFE LINE - i was so excited I had to do it first

Masterlist

End Of The Night

Pairing: Steven Adler x reader

Warnings: unprotected p in v, overstimulation, edging, crying ect. Sub! Steven

Second Person POV:

“Please baby”

Steven begged with pleading eyes, looking up at you as he held your hips, straddling him on the couch. You cocked your head to the side seeming oblivious, but you knew what he wanted. Whispering and mumbling for you to ride him till he can’t breathe or see. He bucked his hips up trying to get some friction and a whine escaped him. Needy. Pleading. His hands trailing from your hips, underneath your shirt and tracing your bare skin to your waist. “Fuck…” he whined as he touched your soft skin. Feeling his hard on against you as pressed against the fabric of his jeans. You began to kiss his neck and move your hands down to the very obvious bulge in his pants. Unbuttoning his jeans as you lightly traced your fingers around his clothed dick. He moaned at the feeling, making him get harder and you get wetter. As you got your hand under his jeans snd boxers, you continued your assault on his neck, biting and sucking. You had finally gotten his dick out from underneath the fabrics after teasing him. You pumped his dick slowly, watching pre cum dribbled down the head. He sighed and gasped as you squeezed his dick and several occasions and all together just stop touching him. He tried to continue what you started on his own but you shunned him away, making him plead for you. “Please, I need too-…” “You’ll do what I tell you to do.” You shut him up, both your hands trailing up his arms which were placed on your waist, taking them by the wrist and pinning them against his sides, and finally intertwining fingers with him as you grinded on his now free dick and kisses him passionately, muffling his moans and protests.

You decided to give him what he wanted and more. Taking off his jeans and boxers fully, then taking every piece of clothing off of yourself. You rested your arms around his neck, hovering your soaking cunt over his leaking tip. “Honey.” He stopped you, “what about a condom?” He asked. You guys had never had it without one, as much as you wanted to and as much as Steven wanted to fuck your pussy raw, you never did. “I won’t tell if you don’t.” You answered him. A whimper escaped his mouth, thinking about how hot you looked about to ride his bare dick. You pressed your soaking pussy onto his tip, making him groan, bucking his hips as he wanted to fuck you. You stopped pressing against him, getting an unsatisfied moan from him and pleading eyes. “You have to stay still if you want to continue.” You told him. “Yes…” he stuttered answering to your command. “Good boy.” You said as you pressed your velvet hole against his tip again and lowered yourself onto his big dick, only stopping at the head as to get Steven to writhed under you and beg. He was getting hot and agitated. You took his hands and placed it back on your hips. “If you push me down we’re finished. Do you understand?” You asked. You were just in his grasp, but he wasn’t allowed. He nodded, beginning to pant as you rode up and down his head, not going any further. His hand stuttered on your hips, he wanted to fill you up completely. But you were in charge and he had to listen and behave. He moaned as you finally let him feel you go further down his dick. “God- fuck…” he cursed as you clenched around him. Starting to overstimulate him at the lack of friction again as you stopped, starting to sweat, and tears pricking the corners of his eyes as he tried hard not to buck his hips into you making him squirm. “Baby, please just- fuck…” he began to beg but then you started go up his dick, back to square one. “Baby, I’m sorry- just. Please.” He pleaded a gasping whine. “So you’ll behave?” You cocked your head at him. “Yes. Yes. Fuck- baby I’ll behave. I promise. I’m your good boy- remember.” He sputtered out, groaning and moaning. This was a personal favorite part of yours, when he got to begging and pleading, as his mind got numb and fogged with lust and desire.

“You’re a very good boy Stevie.” You kissed his cheek and then lowered yourself down onto him again. He whined in advance waiting for you to stop at a point on his dick. But gasped and whimpered as you let him bottom you out. He gripped your hips, wanting to keep you in the position and never let you go. “If you don’t behave you don’t get to touch.” You told him. He moaned and whimpered as you restricted him from letting him fuck you himself. You sighed as you rode his dick up and down, the sound of skin slapping as he filled when your pussy smacked against him. You continued to tease him as you felt him twitch in you. “No please…” he whimpered, now sniffling as tears of pleasure ran down his cheeks. “I’m gonna cum- please- please. Just-…” he cried for his sweet relief. “You’ll cum when I say you can.” You told him as you slowly grinded your way down his dick. Stopping as he was all the way in you, not moving or grinding. Just your arms around his neck and both moaning as he stretched you out. His hand started to trail from your hip to your clit and his thumb beginning to rub circles on your clit.

You slapped him away. As you know if he continued you’ll start grinding and going crazy on his dick. “Please…” he begged, pleading to pleasure you. But you put a stop to it. You started to ride him again, harshly slamming down onto him then slowing grinding, and then getting off his dick all together to then slowly tease your way down his dick again. He shook, and twitched, sweating as he buck his hips unconsciously. Hitting your sweet spot so well. You tried to suppress a moan. But Steven was doing all the moaning for you. “Fuck Stevie…” you moaned as you teased him to his end more. “Please, let me cum. Please.” He begged his whole body twitching and hot to the touch as his body pleaded for you. “You’ve been such a fucking good boy. Cum in me.” You told him as you rode him to high heaven sucking on his neck leaving hickeys as he twitched and throbbed in you.

Steven moaned loud and shook violently, sweat dripping from his body as tears streamed down his cheeks as he whined and whimper and gasped for air. Spilling into you harshly like never before. His overstimulated body ached underneath you. Holding you with his head by your breasts. Sighing and whimpering as he came down from his high. “Fuck…” he breathed. “I love you baby.”

“ I love you too my sweet boy.”

A/n: SORRY IF IT WAS SHIT I HAVENT WRITTEN OVERSTIMULATION BEFORE I WAS JUST EXCITED TO WRITE FOR STEVEN

this pic tho

LOOK AT THIS CUTIE PIE!! Sitting at his piano, reminds me of smutty stuff honestly. OKAY, WAIT, HEAR ME OUT. Axl fingering you while at the piano. 🤭😏 like, during a rehearsal and you're just there with him, sitting on his lap, and he slides your panties to the side and licks his fingers and Just UH, just rubs your kitty and making your legs twitch AHGH... and then he starts slow by using one finger and then adds another one 😫

save a horse, ride a cowboy

phenomenon

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

Shibuya - Tokyo, Japan

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.

Wᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ Tᴏ Tʜᴇ Dᴇᴠɪʟ's Pʟᴀʏɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ!

I don't have much to say about myself, my birthday is on March 12, I have a huge fixation on animals, I love listening to all kinds of music, watching animes and series. I may even publish short, meaningless writings when I'm bored.

Fandoms/Fixings

•Guns n' Roses

•Stranger Things

•One Piece

•KNY

•JJK

•Karmaland

•QSMP

•Hazbin Hotel

•Helluva Boss

•Dandadan

•Undertale

•MLP

•DHMIS

•Hannibal

•Lucifer

•Bleach

•Jschlatt

•Horror Movies/Slashers

ETC...

I don't have many limits with what I write, it can range from something cute and sweet, to dark themes or simple vents, I may not upload many things from the fandoms, it's more of an account to let out any stupidity I think.