"Axl. It's me. Let's forget." Slaxl. Of course.

Short stories about Guns N' Roses. Discontinued. Warnings: none. Disclaimer: I mean no disrespect to the real people in these stories; I am using them as fictional characters. If you don't like, don't read. Thanks :)

Because I am trash. Smut and fluff. Request stuff. iiii]; )'

These stories contain explicit sexual details and have parts that might turn you on. Most of these stories have Slaxl or Sluff, however some have GNR member X reader as well. Prepare to get your panties wet... Cover @onedestiny_

Slash isn't very *cough* well endowed. Axl doesn't mind it one bit. Contains smut. Read at your own risk.

We were rich. We were infamous. We were wild and destructive, sure, but we were also kings. Kings who were on top of the world and no one could touch us. For @DarkGreenGraveyard

Shit, well, the title is kinda self explanatory. Disclaimers........we don't own them though we definitely wish we did. Copy our shit and we'll beat you to shit. Toodles, fuckers :)

Axl comes to tell Slash he's getting married to Erin. Slash isn't happy with it. Set in early 1990.

Life is good for the members of Guns'n'Roses. The band is getting bigger and more known everyday, they go to parties every night, fuck beautiful women on a daily. So really they are getting paid to do things they love to do. Everything is great until one drunken between Slash and Axl. After multiple bottles of Jack Daniels and vodka, they both black out. The next morning, the two wake up naked in a hotel room together. They agree never to speak of the incident to no one and never to bring it up between the. Then the unexpected happens and someone has to say something.