#Slashs snakepit

[rapid-f1re]

If you wanna hear me rant about my experience at slashs serpent tour, go ahead. I feel like this is way too corny and cheesy to tell anyone else but those who wanna hear it

This was no doubt the best experience of my life. I went there thinking I was gonna see my idol, maybe cry a little bit. I waited about 2 hours for him to come on stage, and holy FUCK was it worth it. Everyone there was old, but so happy. I was happier. To say I was crying was an understatement, I was sobbing, hysterically. I didn’t really care if the people around me heard. I can’t describe the feeling, it was everything all at once. There’s a script from sauls book

“recognized my own creative voice filtered through those six strings, but it was also something else entirely. Notes and chords have become my second language and, more often than not, that vocabulary expresses what I feel when language fails me. The guitar is my conscience, too-whenever I've lost my way, it's brought me back to center; whenever I forget, it reminds me why l'm here.”

Knowing that slashs stepdaughter recently passed, it’s been a miracle that he’s still willing to preform and put on such a good show. In his guitar solos, you could really hear the sorrow through his playing. It was the most intimate, emotional experience iv ever had, even though he’ll never know what that moment meant to me. It felt like he was speaking directly to me, a language that you can understand if you only look past it just being a “cool guitar solo”. At the end, slash played on an electric piano and holy FUCK, it still had the same emotion that played through his guitar. Of course, I was in tears listening to it. It was the end of the concert and everyone was out of their seats. Of course, I ran up to the front row and watched before a security guard gently lead me back just out the front row. what I’m pissed about; after he finished the show and was walking off, he threw a bunch of picks and shit into the crowd. I was still in belief that I wasn’t allowed in the front row, but once I realized I could’ve gone up a little bit it was too late, didn’t catch anything. Still, seeing him jump around on stage and play so lively seriously impressed me. If I was in his position, I probably wouldn’t leave the house for weeks. Much less be on tour…

while he was on stage I thought about the traumatic experiences he wrote in his book, thought about the all the interviews he was in and every sad/weird story iv heard of him and realized that all this history was infront of me not even 40 meters away. The experience was surreal: sounded how heaven felt. while everyone was walking away from the venue, they decided to play “we’ll meet again.” Can you guess what I did? Cry. I felt like such a baby tonight lmao, never cried that much in my life

anyways, the concert was fuckin amazing and exceeded my already disgustingly high bar for concerts.

[my-my-my-michelle]

he's raising an army

they’re his friends.

[dixiefunk]

Slash's Snakepit - "Ain't Life Grand"

[xo-myloves]

I love them so fucking much 💋🖤

[rocketqueen1989x]

those curls 🫶🏽

[duffslut]

Best dad in the world

Slash x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 643

Warnings: Fluff!

You were helping Slash write a new song, he was gliding his fingers across his guitar, trying to play at a low volume while the kids were sleeping.

- That sounds good. - You said as your husband played a new riff.

- Yeah I think I can use that. - Slash said and jotted down some notes in his notebook.

You watched him silently so as not to disturb him, but the silence soon ended when the door opened and Cash and London ran into the room.

- Boys! - You exclaimed as the kids jumped into Slash's lap, who immediately placed his guitar on the floor next to him, directing his attention to his children.

- What? You guys slept for like five minutes? - Slash said laughing.

- I want to play, Dad! - London said, and Cash nodded frantically, sitting next to him.

- Me too. - Cash said raising his small hand to Slash.

You got up and went over to them, giving the kids a kiss on the forehead and a peck on Slash's lips, leaning in to his ear.

- Are you okay? - You asked just to make sure he didn't mind the boys in his studio room.

- We'll be fine, Mom. - He said, winking at you. - I have to teach these boys how to hold a guitar.

You smiled, touching Slash's curls in an affectionate gesture before leaving the room.

- I'll make you guys a snack. - You said and closed the door as you left, hearing the children's laughter as you walked towards the kitchen.

You found yourself thinking, as you cut into some bread, about how Slash was such a good dad to his kids, how he had gotten along with them from the moment they were born, they were obsessed with Slash too, and you still get surprised every now and then by how much they looked like their father.

As you assembled the mini sandwiches on a plate, you began to consider whether having another child with Slash would be a good idea, It wasn't the first time that idea had crossed your mind, and with each interaction Slash had with the children, whether it was playing, scolding, helping them eat, get dressed... your desire to get pregnant with him again increased.

- Yay! Mommy! - London and Cash shouted and ran to grab your legs when you entered the studio carrying their snacks and juice.

- Are my little boys hungry? - You asked, picking up Cash and ruffling London's hair before lightly squeezing his cheek.

You placed the snack on the small table in the center of the room and sat down next to Slash, unable to hide your bright and passionate gaze at him.

- What babe? - He asked, and you pressed your body closer to his, touching your thigh against his.

- I was thinking... - You started to say but were interrupted by London, touching your leg and calling you.

- Mom! Dad taught me how to play guitar! He said I can play in a band when I grow up a little bit! - He said excitedly, and you pretended to be shocked.

- No way, Daddy said that? - He nodded. - Then we have to buy you more instruments, right? - You said.

London nodded and then walked back to his brother's side, sitting on the floor eating his sandwich.

- I want to have a baby with you. - You said at once, looking straight into Slash's eyes, trying to decipher his reaction. - Another baby, I wanna get pregnant.

He looked surprised, and then incredibly happy, intertwining his hands in yours.

- Are you sure? - He asked, moving your hair and kissing your forehead.

- Absolutely certain. - You said. - You are the best dad in the world.

His hands touched your face, lightly cupping your cheeks, his cold rings touching your skin as you waited for his answer.

- Then I'll give you a baby. - He said, and then pressed his lips to yours.

[heathermasonnum1fan]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SLASH YOU SLUTTY MF!!!

I would talk about how amazing he is as a guitarist and his impact on music but that would take too long. Literally love him to death. That’s all I have to say.

[midnightcowg1r1]

slash & serj tankian 2002

[profoundpeacestudent]

🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘

SLASH'S SNAKEPIT ON THE HOWARD STERN SHOW

circa 1995, performing 'Beggars and Hangers-on'

[mycollectionmylife]

Slasher 4ever part 2 🎩🎸🐍🔫🌹

[ozzyonedge]

Happy 59th Birthday Slash!

Saul Hudson, July 23rd 1965

[would-they-be-good-at-asmr]

[dixiefunk]

Slash's Snakepit - "It's Five O'Clock Somewhere"

[xo-myloves]

when you run out of poses so you hit the slash💋🖤

[rocketqueen1989x]

my eyes have now been blessed

[duffslut]

Making it public

Slash x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 542

Warnings: Fluff!

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You were dancing in the middle of the crowd, jumping and headbanging with a group of random people you had just met, It was your boyfriend's band's second show that week, but you could never get sick of it, the songs were so fucking good, and the guitarist... Oh the guitarist. Besides being the hottest guy in the band, he was also your boyfriend, and also the best guitarist in the world, and you weren't the only one who thought so. Slash was doing his solo on stage, his bare stomach was sweaty and every now and then he moved his hair away from his face and winked at you, making you blush in the middle of the audience, sending him a kiss in the air.

You and Slash had been dating for a short time, but since you met you were never apart, he was your perfect other half, you had moved in together a week after you started dating, although his bandmates knew about the relationship, Slash still hadn't revealed anything to the public, It didn't bother you at all, as long as he was just with you, it was enough, but sometimes, however, you thought it would be cool to be recognized as a rockstar's girlfriend.

At one point in the show, between the pauses between one song and another, Slash approached the main microphone, a little out of breath from running around the stage while playing, you were a little confused, he wasn't the type who liked to speak into the mic.

- Alright. - He said, and then pushed the sweat-dampened curls away from his face. - Shut up for a second.

He looked at you, and the nervousness of not being sure of what he was going to say took over you, you looked back at him with wide eyes, confused but somewhat hopeful, what was that smarty up to?

- I'd like to introduce you guys.. - He cleared his throat. - The girl who's been making my days better every day...

At that point, your jaw dropped, completely shocked, a silly smile had invaded your lips. He was doing it, he was introducing you to the public!

- She's in the crowd tonight, the hot chick in black, come here babe! - He exclaimed, smiling.

You walked past the people who were screaming and whistling, some girls saying "congratulations" as you passed them, and went up on stage.

The rest of the band watched curiously as you walked across the stage until you reached your boyfriend, who gave you a hot kiss, placing his hand on your butt.

- My girlfriend, S/n. - He said, the audience still screaming like crazy.

You stood on his side, his hand resting on your butt keeping you close. You waved to the crowd, if it weren't for the booze running through your blood you would be red with embarrassment, but since you were already a little high you just yelled into the mic.

- He's mine motherfuckers! - You shouted, Slash laughed and patted you on the ass before you ran back off the stage.

The next song started playing as soon as you went backstage, it was "Think about you".

- That was intense. - You heard Axl's deep voice say into the microphone before he started singing.