Los Angeles, 1985. Guns N' Roses have finally found a rehearsal space of their own. All five members practically live in the garage off Sunset and Gardner - but only Axl and Slash are permanent residents. As the band works all hours to piece together the music that they dream will make them famous, the two guys spend more and more time in each other's company. But it's far from plain sailing, as long-held beliefs clash with strong feelings...

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.

In which these two dumbasses prove that they're meant to be - no matter what timeline. ✧・ﾟ: *✧・ﾟ:* *:・ﾟ✧*:・ﾟ✧ A collection of unrelated Slaxl oneshots that may or may not get turned into actual books later. ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ ꜰᴏʀ: Sexual Content in some.

Ficmas 2016: For Lalicious, Request: Slash Solo, Masturabation

"I may seem kind to you but I'll rip your heart in two" ________________ Axl moves to a new school and becomes gay for Slash

Saul Hudson is the head of ACG Global, one of the most powerful companies in the real estate business, what makes him to one of the richest men in NYC. But what means all the money in the world if you are bored and lonely? /// Guns N'Roses. Alternate Universe. Slaxl.

In the meantime he is always dreading for the mention of his name, Slash never wants to talk about him, not now, not ever.

"I'm a cold heartbreaker, fit to burn and I'll rip your heart in two." •.•.•.• After the departure of Izzy and Steven, Axl is desperate to keep the remaining members of the band together. However, when Slash begins to reveal emotions he once concealed, Axl is desperate to deny ever loving the guitarist back- but only in fear that he would drive him away too. ➷ Axᥣ Rosᥱ x Sᥣᥲsh

I closed my eyes. His touch was soothing. In the midst of the immortal hell I was going through, I suddenly felt calm. From just a touch; just being held.

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