You won't find anything weird about being your own story's biggest fan. You wrote it in a way that's exactly what you envision the characters being. So you'll click on that thing without reservation or shame, enjoy the hell out of it and pat yourself on the back each time.
Your own story will be your absolute favorite in the world because it'll be perfect for YOU.
Why wait impatiently and frustratedly for a different author to write your fantasy for you? And no DON'T you dare say it's because that other writer is better than you.
No writer is perfect. We can all learn, improve and get better. If you have an idea in your mind, go learn how to bring it to life. Ask other authors, read other books/fanfics, watch videos on writing tips etc.
But stay away from AI. That shit is unforgivable.
Loving one's own work as a writer is tough but once you do get there, I believe that's the true meaning of self love for a writer.
Can I just say that I wanna kiss this man so FUCKING hard? Put my hands on his chest and mess around with his nipple ring?? Like, that's not gonna make anyone upset right?
Like, I want this man to ram into me as we're making love at like 4 AM. And whisper praises into my ear as he's thrusting so slowly and deeply....
Touch me!
My Masterlist.
Word Count: 630
Warnings: Smut. Minors dni
You reached your body back, rubbing your ass against Axl's body who was only wearing his red underwear, you had no idea what time it was, you guys were in bed and you couldn't sleep since you couldn't control how horny you were. If Axl hadn't been lying next to you, your own fingers would already be inside you, but he was there, and you wanted to feel him inside you, your body was screaming for him.
You tried to ignore it but you couldn't, you just got more and more turned on, your hormones were driving you crazy.
You spread your legs and touched your panties, unable to stop yourself from moaning Axl's name to wake him up when you realized how wet you were. He woke up, looking at you confused and sitting up in bed, looking incredibly handsome with his red hair messed up and his chest bared.
- What the fuck Y/n do you know what time it is?
You didn't care, you couldn't even care, you could feel your blood bubbling in your veins, you just wanted to jump on him and ride his cock until he filled you.
- Axl please - you whimpered like a child crying for candy.
- Please what?
He wasn't getting it. You crawled over to him feeling your legs go weak, your wet pussy begging for some attention.
- Please fuck me, I need you - you moaned as soon as your lips touched his. - Now.
It took him a few seconds to realize that you were serious, you put yourself on his lap, fitting your pussy right on top of his underwear so you could feel his cock grow under you.
- i'm so needy of you - you said and kissed his neck, moving your waist on top of him.
- Fuck, I see that - he said, his voice even thicker than usual, everything about him just seeming to turn you on even more.
You took off your blouse, leaving your breasts samples and leaving only your panties, which you couldn't wait to take off.
- Come here.
Axl said, holding you and laying you down on the bed, touching his dick through his underwear before taking them off. He touched you through your panties, making you moan and whimper again.
- Damn you're not even kidding.
You chuckled, licking your lips in excitement looking at Axl's hard cock so close to fucking you. His hand went to your neck and you rolled your eyes as his other hand put your panties aside and positioned the head of his dick at your entrance.
Axl moaned along with you as his cock slid easily inside you, pleasure filling every part of your body. He didn't start slowly, he knew exactly how you liked it, especially on nights like this, you brought your hands up to his back as his waist moved quickly.
His hand tightened around your neck as he went harder inside you, hitting all the right places.
- Tell me what you want princess
He said, dropping his hand from your neck but only to smack it in your face.
- I want you - your voice cracking as you spoke - I want you to fill me with your cum.
He smiled and was even stronger, making you scream and rub your clit getting close to your climax.
- Axl please, i want to feel full, come inside me, Please..
You grunted as your walls tightened around his cock but you didn't stop rubbing your fingers on your clitoris.
- Cum with me honey mmm? I will fill you up.
You nodded and Axl braced his arm on the headboard as you finally felt fully filled by him. You came seconds later, with his cock still inside you, making sure not one drop of his semen fell outside of you.
i love sweaty hot old men
axl rose is a lesbian u guys <3
(this one was always my fav <3)
had to come back here to wish a happy birthday to my favourite bassist <3
(celebrating by posting (and reposting) my favourite Duff photos <3)
About I saw today Slash and Duff
“Stop sexualizing ____.”
The truth is, sexuality is woven into nearly every aspect of human nature and culture, whether people choose to acknowledge it or not.
Whining about men who play in bands being sexualized is oxymoronic. Their image and appeal have always been tied to attraction - it’s part of the industry, whether people admit it or not.
These men built their careers by sexualizing women, objectifying them for their own gain. And now, when the tables are turned, you act like it’s an issue? believe me, they don’t care, neither should you.
the world is a harsh and indifferent place. Whether you embrace its cruelty or resist it, it doesn’t matter.