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truly exposing my tinhatness here, but i'm 100% convinced axl is bi and he and slash used to fuck around like im sorry but shit is not adding up otherwise
SLAXL LÓRAX FANART LOL!
[Sorry, I was so bored]
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SLAXL FANART [AXL ROSE AND SLASH]
Which path are you taking? 😈
the subtle lip bite when axl comes over 😳
Axl, it is said, is a notoriously difficult character to deal with. How do the two of you get along as people, outside the band?
Slash: "We love each other."
[The Most Dangerous Band in the World by Mick Wall.]
The many times Slash and Axl referred to their relationship as a marriage:
"If there ever was a combination of fucking opposites, like me and Axl or whoever else in the past, that one is crystal clear. Me and Axl are so unalike that we attract each other. The relationship between most lead singers and most lead guitar players is very sensitive, very volatile—I could go on listing these things for hours. It's just very intense. It has major ups and major downs. But somewhere between all this intensity and this friction there's a chemistry. And if the chemistry's right, like me and Axl are really tight, then there's something—a spark or, you know, a need, that holds it together. You fight too. The biggest fights are between me and Axl. But that's also what makes it happen…Like a marriage…When we talk, we're not band members. We talk about ideas that we have, or remember seeing this or hearing that? We'll just sit up all night and talk, and it's me and Axl talking. It goes beyond anything you could write down.” Q-magazine, 1991.
Interview Magazine, 1992: Do you think that having a relationship with a band has to do with the same things as having a relationship with a person? Axl: "Yes, l think so. Especially with Slash and it's definitely a marriage.”
“Slash's name pops up repeatedly, invoked in a way that suggests a shell shocked husband speaking of an ex-wife after a particularly horrific divorce. ‘It is a divorce,’ Rose says with a sad stare.” Rolling Stone, 2000.
"In retrospect, it’s kind of interesting that I suddenly had disconnected with the two most long-term, closest relationships I had had up to that point, just a matter of months apart," Slash in his book about his divorce and leaving GN'R and thus Axl.
“There was a lot of bad feelings from the breakup all throughout that twenty years, whatever it was. But there’s also a part of you that’s, like, in a marriage, where you love somebody; so there’s always that feeling, but then there’s all this negative stuff…It was very cathartic to physically talk. 'Cause there's a bond that you have that's never [broken]. And then what happens is the bond makes the negative side of it that much worse, because you're forced out of it." Slash on Sixx Sense, 2018.
Slash on Axl: “He’s flighty [laughs]…But he’s a sweetheart, you know?”
In the Howard Stern Show (1995) with Slash, they were talking about how painful nipple piercings are, and Slash added, chuckling, “You know what, there was a point there where Axl was pretty volatile around that time when he got his done.”
Thinking about how Izzy was the one to hand Axl his famous kilt, and it’s one of Axl’s outfits Slash has always liked. The kilt is special.
Reading Slash’s “but I love the guy. I mean he’s a real sweetheart” comment about Axl in their Rolling Stones’ article from ‘88, reminds me that Axl often gets called a sweetheart in particular by the people who know him personally. So, his personality really does exist in extremes, or as Vicky Hamilton affectionately put it, “Axl’s personality is sort of a two-parter: there’s a very sweet little boy personality, and when he’s on edge, there’s sort of the demon dog from hell personality.”
“He does a lot of weird shit no one understands but I love the guy. I mean he’s a real sweetheart.”
-Slash about Axl
Rolling Stone Magazine - November 17, 1988
GIRL💀🤚 runnnnn lmaooo
Izzy’s reaction to Axl is the main focus here 😩🔥
(RITZ 1988)
Guns N’ Roses 1985-86, clubs on The Strip 🤍
hi love!! i just found your au’s and i’m OBSESSED!! if you’re still taking requests, how about axl wearing slash’s clothes and they’re too big on him but it’s super endearing :,)
Thank you so much!! And thank you for being patient while I got this out 💕💕
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Slash had been giving Axl looks all night. And not just that night, but on and off for the past few weeks, ever since they’d gotten back on the road.
They weren’t his usual lusty looks: heavy, heated eye contact that unfailingly led to one of them dragging the other to the nearest unoccupied bed or wall. No, these were sneaky, lingering glances, gentler than the usual eye-fucking, but also enigmatic like he knew something Axl didn’t. At this point, Axl had lost count of the times he’d spotted Slash’s mysterious little smile out of the corner of his eye.
“Why are you always looking at me like that?” He asked bluntly as he and Slash toweled off after a post-gig shower in Slash’s hotel room. More often than not, the inner workings of Slash’s mind were a complete mystery to Axl, and he’d learned by now that it was best to be straightforward.
“Like what?” Slash asked, tilting his head so that wet curls slid across his back. Axl was about 60% sure he was playing dumb. Maybe 70.
“Like, you were staring at me for a long time when I was talking to Matt at soundcheck today, and not like you were trying to telepathically proposition me like normal.”
“Hm.” Slash seemed to be fondly recalling the event, but he wasn’t any more forthcoming.
“So?”
“So I was checking you out, Ax. You looked good. Those shorts really don’t hide much.” And there was that familiar leer.
“This was different though! You’ve been looking at me different than usual lately,” Axl stressed.
“Well…” As Axl suspected, Slash knew exactly what he was getting at all along. “You’ve been wearing different stuff on stage. Those huge t-shirts with the tiny shorts, you know?”
“Is there something wrong with my clothes?”
“No, Axl. It just… It takes me back to when we first met. Remember when you stayed at my mom’s place for a while and you’d always be wearing my clothes because you didn’t have shit, and they were all really loose on you?”
“What?”
“You don’t remember staying at my mom’s?"
“Shut up, Slash.” Of course he remembered, but he didn’t know that teenaged Slash had been sneaking looks at him all the way back then. "They weren’t that big! You were just a kid!”
“Yeah, and you were malnourished.”
“Was not!” It was a blatant lie.
“Sure, babe. Anyway, every time I see you on stage with your shirt slipping off your shoulder, wearing the world’s tiniest shorts, it just reminds me of you sitting on my bed in a shirt two sizes too big and a pair of boxers I outgrew when I was 16…"
Axl was flushed bright red, but spared from further details when Duff pounded on the door so hard the hinges rattled.
“We’re going out, are you guys coming or what?” he yelled.
“Shit, Duff, they might be fucking,” Steven could also be heard speaking at a more reasonable volume on the other side of the door.
“Fuck! Sorry if you guys were fucking! We’re going to a club down the street if you wanna come when you’re done!” Duff was still shouting loud enough to hears on the next floor, and Axl pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Jesus, just give us a minute, we’re coming! And not like that, you fucker!” Slash yelled back. More quietly, he asked Axl, “You’re coming with, right?”
“Yeah, yeah, just let me grab a shirt from my room…” They were both still only half clothed after their shower.
“Wear one of mine.”
“Slash…” Axl rolls his eyes but Slash is already handing him a wadded up but mostly clean black t-shirt. “Seriously?”
An expectant grin is his only response.
Making a show of his exasperation, Axl pulled the soft cotton shirt over his head. The neck hung a bit loose, the sleeves reached his elbows, and the hem draped around his thighs, bunching up when he tucked the front into his jeans so he wouldn’t look like a five-year-old.
“This shirt is big on you too, you know,” he grumbled.
“Not as big as it is on you though.” Slash sounded very pleased with himself, and when Axl looked he found him with that same knowing smile and warm look in his eyes.
Axl groused some more as Slash shrugged a leather jacket over his bare shoulders and led the way down to the lobby – “I’m not even that much shorter than you, and I’m three years older! Just that stupid top hat making you look tall…” But he still relaxed into Slash’s side when he wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him close.
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guns n roses alphabet ☆ ➥ Nothing lasts forever… …but we both know hearts can change
Axl: I’m proud to identify as moronsexual. I’m attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. A guy asked me what the Spanish word for tortilla was once and now I dream of kissing him under the moonlight.
Slash: What kind of animal is the pink panther?
Axl, already taking his clothes off: Slash, you’re so fucking stupid.
Heyyy, hi, hello!
I’m back after ... a while, to bring you a cute Ax and Slash doodle!
So yeah!
I hope you guys like this!
Have a good day, and peace out! ✌🏻