#i love you izzie stevens

[catocomet]

is this anything

[gnr-fashion]

Brotherhood of the Travelling Hat(s) or Guns n' Roses & Snakes

[rocketqueen1989x]

what do you guys want now ?

[valupuyhol]

BABY BABY BABY IZZY!!!!!!!! OMG I have no words .😱🥰😍😱😱😱😱🖤🖤💓😭😭

Hershey Elementary School 🖤❤️💫

YEAR: 1969

To my besties:

@jakelinestradlin @rocknrollflames @itryandfeelthesunshine @izzystradlindoesitforme @izzystradliniscute @hi1234hehe @glamwitchyb @isabeau276 @izzaysstradlin @greeneyezblackheart @guns-n-roses-gal @nenynra @elscaptive @somethingbadontheway @delusionsandrainbows @cel3brity-skin @prettypersuasion @midnight-alibi @sydb-braindamagesincebirthfloyd @unknownperson246 @izzygddmstradlin99

[rocknrollflames]

GNR Photos as GNR Songs

Don't Cry

To me, the first picture is the most representative - or at least suits the song the best. There are unfortunately no photos of Monique Lewis with Axl, Izzy, or any members of GNR (as far as I know).

[duffyduffles]

IF I GET MARRIED I WILL PLAY NOVEMBER RAIN OR NOTHING ELSE MATTERS AND NO ONE CAN STOP ME.

[buffonias]

Izzie Stevens in Grey's Anatomy 2x12- Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer Did I go too overboard? Oh, I know, I know sometimes I can go a little overboard.

[pzyii]

I'm not kidding when I say Izzie was THE homophobic dog, (maybe except Addison with Callie) because she took. Every. Single. Opportunity. To comment on Cristina and Meredith's weird ass kinship

[wenellyb]

Not people are saying that Tommy's departure is the saddest exit for a side character when these guys exist:

Also, Tommy is coming back

[idk-i-just-really-like-tsc]

season 6 episode 4 is actually so beautiful for izzie and so crucial to her eventual future as an oncologist. shes fighting for this cancer patient because he has nearly impossible odds but so did she once. she understood the patients struggle because shes BEEN THROUGH IT. shes alive because people fought for her and now she does the same thing for her patients as an oncologist!!!

[s0undsinmyhead]

I hope Jo find solace in the fact that Alex and Izzie will have a horrible marriage and end up divorced. Like there is no way they couldn’t. They were so toxic together. Their first marriage was bc she was dying. It was a guilt marriage. And then she abandoned him. Not as bad as he abandoned Jo, but with a lot more debt and for a much dumber reason. And the fact that she had those kids and never contacted Alex is all the proof anyone needs that she’s still a selfish toxic person who only cares about herself. She knew Alex’s history. She knew he’d want to be involved. She knew her kids would want a dad. But fuck them bc izzie does what izzie wants. There’s no way hiding his kids for years won’t cause problems in their relationship. So in the end Alex threw away his whole life and his much better wife for nothing.

[taylorsverz]

denny duquette and george o’malley i hate you both

[vinyldreamsfuckup]

Can you write a slash fic about him liking the reader and the whole group knows but he like denies ever liking her and says he would “never like her because she’s weird” and she overheard and starts to distance herself - slash is confused and notices that she isn’t talking to him much and tries not to get upset.

It isn’t until they were all hanging out at the whiskey and duff points out that the reader is being flirted with by some other guy - slash is mad and takes a couple drinks before deciding to pull her away from the guy because he was jealous. With smut involved :)

Thank you I hope this isn’t a lot and of course get to it when you can - I love your writing by the way :3

A: I love this idea so much omg. Also thank you so much 🥹🫶🏻 I really really hope I did this justice!! This is so long. I hope that’s okay🫣

Warnings: drinking, praise, slash x fem, smut, oral (female receiving), fingering (female receiving), semi-public sex, use of y/n once.

You were on your way to bring Slash lunch at Hell House. Guns had been working on their new album pretty constantly and you knew he would forget to eat if he wasn’t reminded. As you walked up the porch of the house you heard laughter. You paused for a second.

“Dude we all know you like her,” Axl said. His words were slightly slurred. He was probably drunk.

“No I don’t,” Slash laughed out.

“No you totally do. Admit it. You totally like y/n,” Izzy said. This caused your heart to jump. You? You had the biggest crush on Slash and you thought he liked you too but you had never talked about it. You were just friends.

“Guys come on,” Slash said chuckling a little.

“Admit it, seriously,” Steven chuckled.

“I don’t like her. Come on guys. She’s fucking weird you know that! I’d never like her like that. She’s just a friend,” Slash laughed out.

Your heart broke into a million pieces. You set the food on the floor in front of the door and quickly ran down the stairs. You ran until you couldn’t anymore. Weird? You didn’t think you were weird. Quirky maybe, but weird? You liked rock music and you were into nerdy things but you also worked at the Whiskey. Plus Slash was into nerdy things too! That’s what helped bond you guys. You were a great bartender and you were great with people. You had become such close friends with all the guys. How were you weird?

When you got home that night you just sat on your couch and drank some Jack Daniel’s. Slash’s words echoed in your head. You thought about all the times you and Slash had hung out. He never acted like anything was weird or like he didn’t enjoy hanging out with you. In fact you guys always watched movies and smoked joints together. He’d listen to your stories about the drunk people at work and you’d listen to his stories about new band drama or the most recent groupie who threw herself at him. He’d always say how much he’d wished they could just stay up all night and talk. How he’d never get tired of listening to you. The more you drank the more angry you got. Until the phone rang and pulled you away from your thoughts.

“Hello?” You slurred into the phone as you answered it.

“Hey,” Slash said on the other side. You froze for a second.

“What’s up?” You asked, trying not to sound quite as drunk as you were.

“I got the food you left. Why didn’t you come in and say hi?” Slash asked. You could hear him twirling the chord of the phone. Well shit. What do you say now?

“Um…I don’t know. You guys sounded busy thought it would be better not to bother you guys,” You cleared your throat then took another swig from the Jack Daniel’s bottle. That was a good enough excuse.

“You never bother us? What are you talking about?” Slash said, you heard rustling on the other side of the phone.

“Nothing. Hey. I’ll let you go. See you later,” you said and pulled the phone from your ear.

“Wait wha-“ Slash started but you hung up the phone. You walked into your bedroom took another long swig of Jack Daniel’s and then sat on your bed. What the fuck?

The whole next day Slash tried to call you to which you didn’t answer. That was until there was a loud knock at your door. You opened it wearing your oversized Motörhead t-shirt and jean shorts. Slash stood on the other side of the door. He was wearing a tight Led Zeppelin t-shirt with the sleeves slightly rolled up and some leather pants. He had food in his hands and a horror movie.

“I have food. To repay you. Can I come in?” Slash asked as he walked into your apartment.

“What?” You asked looking at him.

“I brought you food. Oh and I brought that horror movie I was telling you about! The Omen. I think you’ll love it! Can we watch it?” Slash asked. He plopped down on your couch and waited for your answer. He set the food on the coffee table and started pulling out the Mexican food from the bags.

“You know. Now’s not really a good time,” You said carefully. You grabbed a bottle of Jack and took a swig. Slash’s words still echoed in your brain. He’d never like you. He’s just your friend.

Slash looked at you and furrowed his eyebrows, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine,” You smiled tightly and leaned against the kitchen counter.

“You’re lying. I know something’s wrong. Why won’t you talk to me?” Slash asked. He walked to you and placed his hand on the counter next to you, “I know you. Why are you pushing me away?”

God why did he have to look at you like that? His brown eyes searched your face. He looked so confused and hurt. All you could think about were his words. How he said he’d never like you.

“I’m not. Believe it or not I do have a life outside of catering to you,” You pushed past him and walked toward you room.

Slash looked at you with his eyebrows furrowed, “what’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I’m just tired. I have work so I’ll see you later okay?” You ushered Slash toward the door. He nodded slightly.

“Promise you’re okay?” Slash asked as he walked out the door.

“Yeah. Yeah I promise,” You smiled slightly.

“Rain check then?” Slash asked with a smile as his necklaces clanked together.

“Rain check,” You said with a tight smile and he walked back down the hallway.

The next night you went to work at the Whiskey. You wore your black lace corset and black leather pants. Your hair was pulled back into a ponytail and you were wearing eyeliner, mascara and a deep red lipstick. Metallica was playing that night and you knew it would be a wild show. Whenever you had the more popular bands played it was a wild night. Metallica were definitely getting more and more popular and it was going to be a quite the show.

You were working behind the bar and helping customers when Kirk Hammett walked up to you. You finished helping the customer then turned your attention to him. Yeah. You definitely had a type.

“Hi,” you smiled, “what can I get for you?”

Kirk smiled his goofy smile at you, “Can I just get a beer please? And you can start a tab I’m in the band.”

You grabbed his card and started a tab for him, “bottle or draft?”

“Hmmm what do you have?” Kirk asked. He leaned forward resting his hands against the bar. He stared at you. You could feel your stomach turn excitedly.

“Um…Budweiser and Heineken are both bottle and draft. Then we have bud light and blue ribbon in bottles,” I smiled. He nodded and smiled.

“I’ll have a Heineken. Draft,” he smiled. You poured the glass of beer and set it in front him.

“And what about you? Are you available?” Kirk asked with a smile before taking a sip of his drink. The door opened and Slash walked in with Duff and Axl. You took a deep breath and looked back at Kirk.

“I am available,” you leaned forward slightly. He took another sip of his beer.

“Well thank god for that,” Kirk chuckled, “so why is that? A beautiful woman such as yourself should never have to be alone.”

You smiled and straightened, “A charmer? How tempting.”

•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

“Why aren’t you talking to her?” Duff asked Slash.

“Well she’s barely talked to me. She kicked me out yesterday and said she had work, but she didn’t,” Slash said with a sigh.

“You think she likes you?” Duff asked with a small chuckle. Slash’s heart rate increased. He hoped you liked him.

“I don’t know,” Slash sighed.

“Maybe she’s not interested Slashy poo,” axl chuckled, “but she knows you totally are.”

“Dude shut up,” Slash leaned back in his seat.

“You’re into her. We can all see it. I don’t get why you won’t just admit it,” Duff said as he stood up, “I’m going to go get us drinks.”

Axl smiled, “No one is going to judge you if you like her. You two clearly get along. She clearly makes you happy. Plus she’s fucking hot.”

Slash looked at Axl, “She’s not like all the other girls though. You know? Like Erin and Adriana. They’re loose and hot and they come to all the shows. She’s different.”

“That’s a good thing man. You don’t want someone like Adriana,” Axl chuckled, “Like seriously you are much more of a one woman man.”

Slash nodded and looked at Axl, “You really wouldn’t mind?”

“Dude we’re all rooting for you two to get together, no one’s going to give a fuck,” Axl laughed. Duff came back and set a glass of whiskey in front of Slash and a beer in front of Axl.

“Dude, she’s totally getting hit on over there,” Duff chuckled and pointed to where you and Kirk were talking and flirting.

Slash felt his blood boil and his heart rate increase, “why would that be happening?”

Duff shrugged, “I totally thought she was into you. Maybe she’s not.”

Slash's anger spiked. Why were you pulling away? Why had you kicked him out? Why were you flirting with someone else. He thought you guys liked each other. He looked over and saw you flirting with Kirk. Another bartender walked out and spoke to you before starting to help with customers. Slash stood up and knocked back his whole glass of whiskey before walking up to you.

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

You went back to talking to Kirk as your coworker helped with other customers. You and Kirk were laughing and flirting when Slash's loud footsteps approached the bar. You straightened and looked at him.

“Hey. We need to talk,” Slash said to you. You furrowed your eyebrows.

"About wha-" You started.

"Now." Slash said sternly. You took a deep breath.

You looked over at Kirk, "Excuse me a second."

Kirk nodded and took another sip of his beer. You walked out from behind the bar and Slash grabbed your arm and pulled you to the backstage area. He pushed open one of the rooms and dragged you into it.

"Slash what are you-" You started before Slash cut you off again.

"What the fuck is going on?" Slash asked. He was angry now.

"What?" You said back fully confused.

"Why the fuck are you pulling away? And flirting with some guy at the bar? Why haven't you fucking talked to me?" Slash asked getting more and more worked up.

"Why the fuck do you care? It's not like I'm your girlfriend?" You nearly yelled back at him.

Slash was taken aback, "What?"

"Yeah. I'm too "weird" to deserve that title aren't I?" You barked out. Slash's face fell.

"No. No. Did you hear me say all that stuff the other day?" Slash asked worriedly. His hands found your waist.

"Don't back pedal now, Hudson. It's fine," You opened the door and started to walk out. He grabbed your arm and pulled you in close to him.

"Let me explain," He whispered, his mouth was inches from your now. He pushed the door closed and then pushed you against it. You looked up at him and took a deep breath.

"I'm in love with you. I thought it was obvious," Slash whispered. You felt heat pool in your abdomen, "I have loved you for months."

"Wh-why didn't you do anything?" You said shakily. Slash smiled.

"I like the chase," Slash grabbed your chin and tilted it up, "Now let me remind you why you shouldn't be flirting with other guys."

Slash started to kiss down your neck and chest and over your cleavage. He started to undo your leather pants and his hand slipped in, his fingers brushing firmly over your panties. You took a sharp inhale and he smiled. He pushed past your panties and started to rub his fingers against your clit. A long moan left your mouth.

"Fuck...you're so wet. Is all of this for me?" Slash asked with a smile. His mouth connected back with your neck and his fingers moved quickly.

"Oh god...Slash..." You moaned out. Your hand tangled into his hair. He groaned against your neck and dropped to his knees. He undid your Doc Martens and pulled them off before quickly pulling your leather pants and underwear off your legs. He lifted a leg and wrapped it around his shoulder.

"God look at you," His hot breath hit your cunt and you groaned, "You're so fucking hot."

His tongue dragged up the length of your folds and you moaned loudly, your hand tangling into his curls again. He moaned against you causing vibrations to rattle through your body. It felt so good. He felt so good.

"Fuck...Slash..." You moaned loudly. He smiled and let his tongue find your bundle of nerves. He added pressure and stuck a finger in a gasp fell from your mouth. He groaned against you and his fingers moved as he fucked you.

"Mmmm so tight," He mumbled against you cunt. He added another finger earning another long moan. His tongue moved against your clit and he curved his finger hitting your g-spot as he fucked you. The sound of wet skin and moans filled the room. You didn't even care if anyone heard you. It felt so good. You felt that familiar tightness in your abdomen.

"Oh my god...Slash...I'm close" You groaned. His fingers and tongue moved faster and harder earning louder and louder moans until you came all over his finger. He stood up and licked his fingers.

"God you taste so good," Slash mumbled. You reached for his belt and undid it quickly. He smiled down at you and pressed your lips together. You quickly unzipped his pants and let them pool around his ankles. He wasn't wearing any underwear. Perfect. Easy. He lifted you up and pressed you against the door before pushing into you in one thrust.

"Fuck Slash...you feel so good," You moaned out loudly. He smiled and started to rock against you roughly. Loud moans fell from both of your mouths as you moved.

"You're so good. Fuck...oh my god. So good," Slash groaned as he fucked you senseless, "Yes...You're so pretty. Letting me fuck you like this."

You moaned and connected your lips. Long moans and breaths fell into each other's mouth. He started to move more sloppily and harder.

"Slash...Fuck...Oh my god...I'm close," You groaned out. He nodded and groaned louder. His head fell back and he came loudly. You followed suit. Watching him cum was so erotic and intimate. He leaned his forehead against yours as you both tried to catch your breath.

"I love you too,” you said breathlessly. He smiled and kissed you softly.

“Good,” He chuckled breathlessly.

[jakelinestradlin]

my pretty boyfriend izzy

Do You Love Me

Izzy Stradlin and Steven Adler

♥️ Yes ... we love you ... ♥️

[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

Omg I loved the mile high fic!! Could you do mile high with Axl and Slash 🫣🫣

A/n: waiting for someone to ask for Steven joining next lol

Warnings: smut, oral sex (f receiving), squirting, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

Axl had brought you on your with him because he loved you and they were passing through some of the places on your bucket list so he had to bring you along.

It was halfway through the tour now, you were getting tired of Axl edging you every night. You’d get back to the hotel and Axl would be all wired from the show and get going with you on whatever was the nearest surface, the door, kitchen table, floor. Anything worked, but he’d always stop right after he came. Always mumbling something about being tired and telling you get off on your own.

It would be much less of a hazard if he hadn’t gotten rid of all your toys a few weeks prior to the tour, meaning you had nothing but your own hands.

You were on a plain going from Paris to Italy, it was either really early or really late depending on how you thought about it. It had gone over the same as every night, Axl got you naked and fucked you until he came but this time he rushed you out the door so you wouldn’t miss the plane.

You were horny, desperate and furious. The plane had two rooms, Steven, Izzy and Duff shared one while you, Axl and Slash got the other. Slash was asleep in his bed while Axl was behind you going on about some story.

You got an idea and moved on top of him. “Hey, Slash is sleeping, you know.”

“Ok? He sleeps a lot, what’re you getting at?”

You rolled your eyes at him. “Which means we don’t have to stop~” You leaned forward and started kissing down his neck towards his chest.

Axl groaned and pushed you off of him before rolling onto his side and facing away from you. “Why don’t you just go to sleep.” He grumbled.

You had had enough.

You got off the bed and went over to Slash bed across the room. He was a heavy sleeper and didn’t even stir when you crawled into bed with him.

“What’re you doing?” Axl asked, looking over his shoulder at you though the light was off and all he saw was an outline in the dark.

“Don’t worry about.” You bit as you rolled Slash onto his back. His face scrunched and his eyes slowly fluttered open.

You were kissing down his neck and chest, of course he was sleeping naked. You moved down his chest and saw the faint glimmer or a smile as you moved even further down.

“Hey,” Axl sat up and stared at you, “the fuck do you think you’re doing?” You waved him off and threw the blanket over yourself to cover what you were doing, of course Axl knew what you were doing.

You pumped your hand up and down Slash’s already half hard cock, pulling soft sounds from him. You kissed his thighs and lower stomach, still jerking him off. Slash lifted the blanket over you and looked down at you, there was something in his eyes you’d recognized but missed. Something warm as he watched you.

“Alright, you made your point, come back to bed.” Axl’s deep voice called. You sat up, completely exposing Slash who seemed to barely even notice.

“Did I?” You demanded. “Do you even know what I wanted?” Axl opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out.

“When was the last time you got off?” Slash groaned, covering his face with his arms. He wasn’t asking, you woke him up and he wanted to go back to sleep, he didn’t ask to be part of your argument. You answered nonetheless.

“Not since the tour fucking started.” You stated, crossing your arms over your chest as you glared at Axl.

Slash moved his arms, just enough to look at you. “Seriously?” You gave a firm nod. He glanced to Axl then back to you, a smirk on his face. “Fuck him, then.” He sat up and wrapped his arms around you, going straight for your neck as he kissed you.

Axl came over and tried to pull you away from Slash but the brunette slapped his hands away.

The way he kissed you was animalistic, his breath was heavy and hot against your neck, his teeth grazing your pulse. Slash got to work getting your clothes off, practically tearing them off of you. The second he could his lips were on your chest, his hands too. Groping, pinching your perky nipples and swirling his tongue around them.

All while Axl watched, palming himself through his pants.

Slash moved you to face Axl on your knees at the edge of the bed. “We’re gonna teach your boyfriend how to make you feel good, alright?” He whispered in your ear, his cock rested between your legs and pushing against your ass.

Slash pumped himself a few times before lining himself up with your hole and pushing in. You gasped slightly at the unusual stretch. Axl grunted as he watched Slash begin to roll his hips into you, the sounds that left you much different to when you were with him, then again he wasn’t focusing much on you.

Slash’s hands wrapped around you, one at your chest so he could continue to toy with it for his own satisfaction, the other reaching to play with your clit. You couldn’t remember the last time Axl had even noticed your neglected bud.

Slash’s skilled fingers rolled and fondled you all while his hips snapped into yours, hitting deep inside of you. The small room filled with your moans, Slash grunting in your ear while Axl still had to stand and watch.

“Fuck you, I can fucking do it.” He grumbled as he got on his knees. One thing Slash was good at was reading people and understanding exactly what to do to get them to do what he wanted. He didn’t mean to intentionally manipulate people but he knew to get Axl to treat you right he had to show him what would happen if he didn’t, and sure enough it worked.

Axl reached for your hips, pulled you closer to him. He slapped Slash’s hand out of the way and replaced his fingers with his tongue, licking, swirling the muscle around you.

You moaned louder as Axl’s plump lips wrapped around your clit, sucking on it. Your hands went to his head, tugging on his finger locks and grinding against him. They seemed to be fucking you with a rhythm, always keeping you stimulated.

A ball began to stir in your gut, a knot of fire. “Fuck! M’close, m’gonna cum, gonna cum.” You moaned, Axl hummed against you sending vibrations through you. He heard the gasp that came out of you and continued to hum, seeing what would happen.

It was an unfamiliar feeling boiling deep inside of you that was quickly unraveling. Your eyes shut tight as it all came out and a gush came on Axl face, dripping down Slash’s thighs and you felt his own cum filling you up.

Slash held onto you as you came down from your high, your chest rising and falling with every heavy breath, head leaning back against Slash’s own heaving chest.

Axl crawled up onto the bed, trying to wipe your cum off of his face. “Since when could you do that?”

“Since she had someone fuck her right.” Slash mumbled as he went to lay down again. Not wanting to leave Slash, and also being to tired to do so, you laid next to him and Axl curled up with you.

“If it means seeing that again I’ll fuck you.” He mumbled. You smiled and relaxed into the mattress, enjoying being sandwiched between the two.

The next morning, a few minutes before you landed, everyone was out in seats. You were the last out, Axl and Slash had decided you needed more sleep. When you did wake up you put on the first clothes you could find which just so happened to be Slash’s clothes, you could’ve sworn they were Axl’s but given the looks you were given when you sat next to him you must’ve been wrong.

“They need to make thicker walls in planes.” Steven said abruptly through the silence. You looked to him with a confused expression. Izzy and Duff struggled and failed to hold back chuckles.

“Hey, axl,” Duff chimed, “do we all get a turn?” Your face flushed a deep red as you realized what he was referring to.

[the-hottest-band-tournament]

Round 8 of The Hottest 80s Band Tournament

Guns N’Roses 

Defeated opponents: ZZ Top, Pantera, A-Ha, The Go Go’s, Fleetwood Mac, Mötley Crüe, Hanoi Rocks

Formed in: 1985

Genres: Hard rock 

Lineup: Axl Rose- vocals 

Slash- lead guitar

Izzy Stradlin- rhythmic guitar

Duff McKagan- bass

Steven Adler- drums 

Albums from the 80s: 

Appetite for destruction (1987)

G N’ R Lies (1988)

Propaganda: “The sluttiest a man can do is be in the Guns’N Roses’s original lineup” 

“Watch this video and tell me slash doesn't have pretty boy babygirl swag”

“Whoo! Time for more Guns N’ Roses propaganda (and by that I mean an excuse to gush about Steven Adler, one of my favorite drummers/people ever)

First off, look at him. This is, and so cannot stress this enough, one of the cutest people I’ve ever seen. Ever. Look at him! (And also, he’s a drummer so he’s fun-size - he is 5’7 at most and at least some of you reading could pick him up)

And he’s one of the greatest and most fun drummers to ever live. I’ve heard maybe 3 other drummers who are as fun to listen to and who have as good of a feel for matching the actual emotion of a song (harder to explain with drumming, but even though they’re both love songs, wouldn’t do the same solos for Patience and Sweet Child o Mine - it’s the same deal here). The demo for Back Off Bitch runs laps around the full version and half of that is because of him.

Izzy Stradlin himself has said that he gave early Guns N’ Roses their feel and that things got weird and “nothing worked” without him (I swear to god that’s a direct quote). You know how hard it is to get a guitarist or singer to recognize and actually admit that? And he’s never made a bad song or sounded boring, and that’s really rare for 80s-era hard rock drummers. Even Tommy Lee’s had his weird songs and I can’t say the same here.

And some bonus propaganda before I write another five paragraphs”

Queen

Defeated opponents: Green Day, Earth, Wind & Fire, The Psychedelic Furs, R.E.M., Duran Duran, INXS, Depeche Mode

Formed in: 1970

Genres: rock, glam-rock, hard rock, pop-rock, pop, disco

Lineup: Freddie Mercury- vocals 

Brian May- guitar 

John Deacon- bass 

Roger Taylor- drums 

Albums from the 80s: 

The Game (1980)

Hot Space (1982)

Flash Gordon (1982)

The Works (1984)

A Kind Of Magic (1986)

The Miracle (1989)

Propaganda: “HAVE YOU SEEEEN THEMMMM???? these men never lost their looks as they aged. smoking hot 20 somethings to smoking hot 40 somethings. in their own words, "we was glam" and "we were all stunning". all four had impeccable style choices 99% of the time, from leather jackets and wraps to monochrome to undone blazers and ties to brightly coloured /everything/. Deacon changed his hair style every few years and even in just tshirts and booty shorts, never missed. Roger had a sleazy mullet and sunglasses for what felt like forever, hot Persian dad, did not miss. Brian forgot how to fully button shirts. bell bottoms. same hair for 50 years. no misses. even after Freddie got sick and started wearing makeup and had to grow a beard to cover up, MAN NEVER FUCKIN MISSED. he was beautiful to the day he died. and thats not even touching on the leather daddy look from the early 80s.king shit. we love wrinkles and laugh lines in this gd house. if they don't sweep I’m blowing this whole website up we was glam”

“a few years back i was obsessed with these guys and i would find it hard to not have a crush on all of them. in the 80s especially Brian was GORGEOUS.. BEAUTIFUL”

Visual propaganda for Guns N’Roses:

Additional propaganda here and here

Visual propaganda for Queen: