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[perversion666]

zakk wylde appreciation post bc i love him forever and no one ever talks ab him

HES SO GOLDEN RETRIeVER !!!!!

[eroticlamb]

Zakk Wylde and Ozzy Osbourne featured in Burrn! Magazine, March 1988 🦇 unknown photographer

[redbloodrosary]

Here comes the rain

Another day, another storm

I've been down, down, down

For oh- so long

[broidobe]

𝔡𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔷𝔞𝔨𝔨 𝔴𝔶𝔩𝔡𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔩𝔲𝔡𝔢

requested by 🎸! NO ONE EVEN KNOWS THIS GUY AND IT HURTS MY FEELINGS.

⁎⁺˳✧༚80s-90s rock masterlist

total sweetheart

really loyal

the kind of guy that wouldn't even put his arm around a female fan

in the early days of your relationship,

he had so much energy

constantly joking around, and always finding ways to make you laugh

he was like a puppy that gets really revved up lol

he’s an all or nothing guy

he’ll carve your initials into a tree, 

write songs about you,

and randomly show up with flowers or a stuffed animal he saw and thought you’d like.

TOUCHY

TOUCHY

TOUCHY

whether it’s holding your hand, slinging an arm around your shoulders, or resting his head in your lap, he’s all about being close.

he’ll wrap you up in his leather jackets when it’s cold, even if he ends up freezing himself.

“are you sure you’re not cold? i don’t really need this jacket”

y-y-eah baby..j-just fine

he calls you ridiculous nicknames

like "sugar tits," but they’re always delivered with so much affection it makes you laugh

he also loves teasing you, but it’s never mean-spirited

BIG on family

if he sees a future with you, he wants you to be close with his family

he’ll also want to teach you guitar, even if you have no interest in playing.

just one chord! c’mon, babe, you can do it!

while he’s goofy and loving most of the time, zakk has a strong protective side.

he’s quick to stand up for you if someone’s being disrespectful, and he makes sure you always feel safe when you’re with him.

after gigs, he’s always looking for you in the crowd or backstage.

he’ll pull you into a big, sweaty hug and tell you how much it means that you’re there.

his eyes light up every time he sees you.

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

[ajearthlinggg]

some bands that deserve more love on tumblr (and in general)

Strawberry Switchblade

Suicidal Tendencies

The Dillinger Escape Plan

Pavement (yes ik their one song got popular)

CAKE

311

Faith No More

Butthole Surfers (IK THE NAME IS WEIRD IDC)

L7

Veruca Salt

The Breeders

Violent Femmes

Black Label Society

Hatebreed

Audioslave

Also ik he's not a band but WHERE ARE THE PLEASENTRIES FANS

[waxtron]

Zakk Wylde

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The Metallica guys hanging out backstage with tour openers Pantera (2.0) on Night 1 in East Rutherford, NJ, 04.08.23

Most of the pics by Ross Halfin

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[metalcultbrigade]

Zakk Wylde 14/01/1967

[perversion666]

HES SO YUM

GIRL DINNER

[eroticlamb]

Zakk Wylde photographed by Mark Weiss, circa 1988 🦇

[metalmusicwhore]

Day 15 of posting my idols/favourite rockstars😝

ZAKK FUCKIN WYLDE🩷🩷

BRO HE IS THE REASON I PLAY GUITAR I REMEMBER WHEN I WAS LIKE NINE OR TEN IDK I WAS TRYING TO LEARN ALL HIS SONGS I failed miserably cuz I didn’t know anything about guitar at the time BUT ANYWAYS YEA HES THE REASON I PLAY GUITAR AND I LOVE HIM SO MUCH HES SO FUCKIN COOL🩷🩷

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𝔟𝔩𝔲𝔰𝔥

requested by @xo-myloves!

☾zakk's touch ignites a fiery passion between you, his overwhelming presence and intimate caresses leading to an unforgettable, sensual connection that leaves you both breathless and lost in the afterglow of each other's embrace.☽

☾warnings: smut, dom/sub, descriptions of touching, undressing, and intimate moments, with a focus on sensory experiences like skin contact, breath, and physical reactions, sensory details (the roughness of the beard, skin contact, and the physical sensations tied to the smut)☽

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as zakk's gaze locked onto yours, the air in the room grew heavy with unspoken tension, thick with anticipation. his towering frame loomed over you, radiating an intoxicating mix of strength and tenderness that sent a shiver down your spine. the moment his hands settled on your waist, pulling you flush against him, the warmth of his body seeped into yours, igniting a spark that burned with unrelenting intensity. the faint creak of his leather jacket was a subtle yet electrifying sound, like a whispered promise of everything about to unfold.

when his lips claimed yours, the hunger behind them was immediate, a raw and consuming force. his mouth moved against yours with a rough precision, leaving you gasping for air, your fingers instinctively tangling in his wild mane of hair. the coarse bristles of his beard scraped against your lips and chin, teasing your sensitive skin with every kiss. the sensation sent sparks of electricity through your body, intensifying the heat between you.

“damn,” he growled against your mouth, his voice gravelly yet tender, like steel wrapped in velvet. “you’re even sweeter than i imagined.” his words carried a raw honesty that made your knees weak. his hands moved down your sides, gripping your hips with an authority that sent a thrill coursing through you. with a fluid motion, he guided you backward until the edge of the bed pressed against the backs of your legs.

his lips left a burning trail along your jaw, his kisses migrating to the sensitive skin of your neck. every scrape of his beard made you arch into him involuntarily, your body responding to the delicious friction. “you like that, don’t you?” he murmured, his voice low and rasping, the heat of his breath tickling your ear.

“maybe,” you replied breathlessly, though your teasing tone faltered under the weight of his presence. he chuckled, a deep sound that rumbled in his chest, and he resumed his sensual assault. his mouth trailed kisses down your collarbone, the rough edge of his beard dragging against your skin and leaving you trembling.

his hands were everywhere—skimming your sides, gripping your thighs, caressing your curves with an intensity that was almost reverent. you felt his fingers explore your body as if he were memorizing every inch of you. his voice, a soft growl, cut through the haze as he whispered in your ear, “i want to taste every inch of you.” with painstaking slowness, zakk began to undress you, his large hands sliding beneath your shirt, his fingers brushing over your heated skin.

piece by piece, he bared you to him, his eyes dark with desire as he took in the sight of your naked body. the reverence in his gaze made your cheeks flush, but his murmur, “you’re so beautiful,” chased away any self-consciousness.

when his hands slipped between your thighs, you gasped at the contact, the rough pads of his fingers brushing against your most sensitive spot. a sharp jolt of pleasure surged through you as he began to stroke you with deliberate, maddening precision. your hips arched into his touch, your breaths coming in shallow pants as the tension in your core built to a fever pitch.

“zakk…” you moaned, your voice trembling with need. he kissed you fiercely, his lips swallowing your cries as his fingers worked their magic. the rhythm of his movements was perfectly attuned to your body, his touch firm and unrelenting yet full of care.

as he moved to undress himself, you watched in awe. he peeled off his leather jacket and shirt, revealing tattoos that sprawled across his chest and arms like intricate stories etched in ink. the sight of him—broad shoulders, defined muscles, and a rugged confidence—made your pulse race.

when he finally joined you on the bed, his body pressed against yours, the heat between you was unbearable. he positioned himself above you, his intense gaze locking onto yours as he whispered, “are you ready for me?”

“yes,” you breathed, and with one slow, deliberate thrust, he filled you completely. the sensation stole the air from your lungs, a perfect blend of fullness and pleasure that sent shockwaves through your body. his movements started slow, his hips rolling in a sensual rhythm that built the tension with every stroke.

“god, you feel amazing,” he groaned, his voice thick with desire. each thrust was deeper, more insistent, as his pace quickened. the pressure inside you grew unbearable, the friction igniting a fire that spread through every nerve.

the sound of his name spilling from your lips seemed to spur him on. his hands gripped your hips, pulling you even closer as he drove into you with an urgency that left you gasping. your bodies moved in perfect synchrony, the connection between you palpable and all-consuming.

as your climax approached, zakk’s gaze never wavered. the intensity in his eyes seemed to hold you together as your body unraveled around him. when the wave of pleasure finally crashed over you, your cries filled the room, your body trembling beneath him as he rode out every aftershock.

zakk followed moments later, his groans deep and guttural as he spilled into you, his body shuddering against yours. the weight of him pressing down on you was grounding, his warmth anchoring you as you both came down from the high.

afterward, he shifted to lie beside you, his strong arms pulling you against his chest. you nestled into him, feeling safe and content in his embrace. “c’mere,” he murmured, his lips brushing your temple. you couldn’t help but smile as your fingers toyed with his beard. “it’s softer than i expected,” you teased.

“yeah? you like it?” he asked, his voice tinged with amusement. “i think i love it,” you admitted with a playful grin.

he chuckled, the sound vibrating through you. “careful, darlin’. you might make me blush.”

the two of you stayed tangled together, the rhythm of his breathing lulling you into a serene calm. his hands traced lazy circles on your back, his humming filling the quiet room with a soothing melody. for the first time in what felt like forever, you felt utterly at peace, wrapped in his warmth and the quiet intimacy of the moment.

[lillyli-74]

I sit back and I close my eyes

Lookin' back at all the lows and all the highs

Through the black and white and in between

All the miles I've walked, the wars I've fought and all I've seen

It all seems like yesterday

Like a bird, time just flies

No sooner than you said hello

Its time, its time, its time to say goodbye

Consumed by worry, stress and fear

Never learning to live, weighed down by wondering why we're here

Collected memories, all thats in the end

I guess a sense of peace wasn't meant for some, my friend

It all seems like yesterday

Like a bird, time just flies

No sooner than you said hello

Its time, its time, its time to say goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye

It all seems like yesterday

Like a bird, time just flies

No sooner than you said hello

Its time, its time, its time to say goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye

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Zakk Wylde, Black Label Society - Fire It Up