i wanna be your dog || duff mckagan

i wanna be your dog || duff mckagan

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{lowercase intended} 1984. sasha orderly had just graduated high school. everyone she knew had career goals. every single one of them. sasha? yeah. her 'goal' in life was to simply make it through the next few years without killing herself; she had been successful for the past 18 years, but since learning her father died, the goal was slowly becoming harder, and harder everyday. there was not a day that went past where sasha wanted to be here. the only thing keeping her sane was her best friend, and maybe some particular tall blonde, who she accidentally stumbled into... in his own bedroom. last updated: 12th feb 2023 {ocxduff mckagan} trigger warning: abuse, suicidal themes, self harm, alcohol, sexual themes, drugs based on the song i wanna be your dog by the stooges <3
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FINISHED AND COMPLEATED. She's all straight A's and sensible shoes. He's leather jackets, loud bass, and vodka for breakfast. When a rule-following good girl crosses paths with a reckless, 6'3" blonde rockstar who lives like every night is his last, sparks fly-and not the safe kind. "Lighten up, Miss Perfect. One drink won't kill you," he smirks, vodka in hand, eyes gleaming with mischief. "I don't drink," she replies, but her voice wavers as he leans in, all heat and danger and that maddeningly lazy grin. She knows he's trouble. Older. Wild. Addicted to chaos and charm in equal measure. But something about him makes her pulse race-and her carefully built world start to crack. If her parents knew she was even talking to someone like him, they'd lose their minds. But maybe, just maybe, that's exactly what she needs.

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