The thing about worry, and fear in general, is that it comes and goes as it pleases, and sometimes it waits quietly, curled up in your bones, not pulsing enough to really make you good and scared, but pulsing just enough to remind you that it's there.
In an alternative universe, our boys are fierce, cruel warriors. Come and find out how Axl, Izzy, Slash, Duff and Steven live in the fascinating era where Viking ruled Europe. Welcome to Berserkers...
He knew it. He knew it was real, it was hard but it was real, but what he didn't know was the very person he'd take a bullet for, was the one behind the trigger. ..
Tittle says it all! WARNING! This is a 18 plus fic. If you're not 18, go back to whatever you were doing before stumbling on this. Also- It's an AU, and it will explore the authors kinks and fetishes. If you don't like it, don't read it, if you do, you're welcome! Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. We are amateurs...
That blue is getting me high. {My first SlAxl English fanfic}
A life on the road not always just means Sex, Drugs & Rock N'Roll, but also a lot of pressure. Duff is suffering with panic attacks that are getting worse so Axl and Slash caring for him the best they can. It surely ends in a complicated love triangle between a steady couple and a close friend. It's a story of friends...
Axl is sick and the only thing he doesn't refuse eating is chocolate cake from his favorite bakery which is a long way to drive to. So Slash is going to be the saviour of the day. /// Fluff.
"Are you afraid sometimes, afraid cause' you don't know where you belong?" It's a story about youth. Youth and love and the feeling of indestructibility in a world full of expectations. Slaxl.
It starts as a simple threesome, but it's not what Slash and Axl really want. "I can read the embarrassment from his eyes and suddenly I'm sure. Fuck. He's getting of by the sound of my moans. He's sensing that I read it from his reaction, because he really looks away from me for a second, blushing even harder, but he...
Everything is sensual, a pure joy of being alive hits him with so much force, he wants to cry. But he just can't. Shielded from all wordly fears, so beautifully alive that he wants to die. Axl slowly raises his head and their gazes meet for an eternity.
You will go nearer and nearer to the cliff, with little steps. Just a few. Too many in the end. And when you're already falling, it doesn't matter how deep. We're at the really bottom. But Axl is still falling.
There's foam everywhere, soft, thick, sweet smelling and I am stretching into the almost too hot water. I drink champagne straight from the bottle, enjoying it's coolness in contrast to it. My skin is burning and my pulse rushing through my body like a flood wave- I can feel my heartbeat pulsing at my back and in my h...
