#sami yaffa

[80sclassics]

Didn't know what else to post today so I thought I'd put up my top 10 obsessions...

Comment yours...

[therockstarsmuse]

The big 4

[georgeweasleyx]

Hanoi Rocks: Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Do I have to tell you that I need you Do I have to show you that I care Do I have to lie and steal to have you Do I have to sell myself somewhere Then we can dance all night together

[itsssoizzy]

Hanoi Rocks interview | 1983

[rocknrollflames]

Izzy Stradlin.

If you're a man and you don't like Izzy - you're just not cool.

Or he banged your chick.

Or both.

Probably both.

And if you're a woman who doesn't like Izzy - thank you.

There are too many of us.

He doesn't need you.

[l0ve4gnr]

[vancruejovi]

Sami Yaffa 🌺

[broidobe]

𝔣𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔯

requested!

☾a cozy evening with sami turns into a playful, flour-covered baking escapade that ends in laughter and sweet affection.☽

⁎⁺˳✧༚hanoi rocks masterlist

you’ve always loved the way he sneaks into a room, quiet and unassuming, yet somehow managing to light it up the moment his presence is felt. sami has that rare ability to make everything around him softer, like a song fading into an acoustic outro. tonight, he’s proving it again.

he’s in the kitchen, humming under his breath, flipping through an old recipe book he found in the corner of your shelf. “how long have you had this?” he asks, his voice warm and low, like he’s sharing some inside joke with you.

“forever,” you reply, watching him from your seat on the counter. you’re not sure why it feels so cozy, seeing him in your kitchen, barefoot and loose-limbed, like he’s belonged here all along.

he grins, glancing up at you with mischief dancing in his dark eyes. “let’s make something,” he says. “something ridiculous and messy.”

“messy?” you laugh. “you’re going to regret saying that when we’re cleaning flour off the ceiling.”

“worth it,” he declares, already pulling ingredients from the cabinets without much regard for what he’s grabbing. you notice the way his bracelets jangle with every movement, the little details about him that never fail to make your heart flutter.

soon, the two of you are elbow-deep in some improvised batter that you’re pretty sure is more creativity than culinary skill. sami insists on tossing in a handful of chocolate chips despite your protests that it’ll throw off the balance.

“balance is overrated,” he says, and you roll your eyes, but you’re smiling.

it’s not long before you’re both laughing uncontrollably—mostly because you managed to accidentally fling a spoonful of batter onto sami’s cheek.

“oh, you’re asking for it now,” he says, grabbing a handful of flour.

“don’t you dare!” you warn, but it’s too late. the mini food fight erupts, and by the end of it, you’re both covered in flour and chocolate smears, standing in the middle of a thoroughly chaotic kitchen.

he’s still laughing when he pulls you into his arms, flour and all. “see? totally worth it,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to the tip of your nose.

you lean into him, your face pressed against the crook of his neck, his scent a mix of cologne and the faintest hint of chocolate. “you’re a menace,” you whisper, but the words are soft, full of affection.

he chuckles, swaying with you slightly. “and you love it.”

and, well, you can’t argue with that.

[appelssiini]

Hanoi Rocks at Lepakko, Helsinki 21.2.1982 (photos: Jukka Granström)

[80sclassics]

Some of my fave pics of Sami Yaffa. He's adorable.

[eroticlamb]

Razzle Dingley & Sami Yaffa of Hanoi Rocks in Sheffield for their British Tour, October 12 1983 ⋆ ౨ৎ ˚ ˖ ࣪ Photographed by Justin Thomas

[sami--yaffa]

Sami yaffa and his baby🎀

[earth-cr0sser]

blehhh hanoi roxx again :P

i realized ive never drawn razzle before 🤯

[rockmagazine]

i think it's adorable how my izzy and sami miis are best friends 😭

[grazi-your-rockette-queen]

heyy love! i saw that youre into hanoi rocks atm and i have the HUUUUUGEST crush on sami so i was wondering if you could write something about sami waking up from having his wisdom teeth taken out (or a minor surgery or something) and being all whiny and teary and cuddly with the reader because of the anaesthesia? he’s just so cute and the thought of him being super needy is sooooo- i hope you like this idea!

AHAHA AW I LOVE THIS and and and listen i just read his book and apparently he had to have his teeth fixed in like the early 90s and it was really bad so this is basically cannon.

this is sfw btw~

you had to wait by the receptionists for nearly three hours. the time was spent flipping through magazines, worrying about sami, who was probably composed of a percentage of anesthetics now, based on the complex run down you’d heard from the dentist. you just hoped he wasn’t in too much pain.

after waiting for hours, the same dentist you’d met at the beginning of his appointment appeared from the hallway, as well as sami who was stumbling behind her. she smiled softly, her eyebrows creased in an almost deprecatory fashion. she calmly explained the work that was done, that he shouldn’t be in pain, and that the anesthetics should wear off fully within an hour or two. following a “good luck”, she retreated down the hallway, leaving you with a confused sami. he recognized your face, a demented expression plastered on his own, which you struggled to not laugh at.

“come on, hon, let’s go.” you put your arm around him gently, trying to get him to move to the car, which happened slowly but surely, and not without you giggling to yourself. you got him in the passenger’s seat and drove home fairly contently.

“my mouth feels like it’s been blown up, do my lips look puffy?” he asked while pouting, in a voice more whiny than usual. you shook your head, doing everything in your willpower to not burst out in laughter over his altered voice and stuporous state. once you got home, you opened the car door for him and he got out, almost falling on you and tipping both of you over. luckily, you caught him and giggled, kissing his head. you helped him stand up, while he looked at you confusedly again, and he seemed to be offended this time. you got him inside and laid him in bed, suggesting you take a nap together. you set a warm cup of tea on the nightstand and climbed under the covers next to him, but he shyed away and whined at your touch.

“sami, what’s wrong?” you sighed and shook his arm playfully. he grunted and buried himself deeper under the covers.

“you were being meaaan.” his slurred words were sweet. “you were laughing at me.” you giggled.

“awww, i’m so sorry baby.” you pled forgiveness, whispering softly in his ear as you practically got on top of him, smothering his hair and face with kisses. he started to laugh quietly and turned to you, nestling his face into your neck and wrapping his arms around your torso tightly. he’d so fast it transitioned from reserved and grumpy to clingy and needy, and you couldn’t help but find it cute. after all, he was your favorite person on the planet.

you tried to hold his body closer to yours, him ending up virtually on top of you now, his head on your chest. you asked him if he was feeling alright and if he needed anything, but he was too tired to answer and fell asleep quickly in your arms, while you continued to gently scatter small kisses to his head.

<3

[their80smichelle]

30 Day Band Challenge

𝑫𝑨𝒀 5 ✯ A picture of your favorite bassist

(Again I can't choose just one:') and can bet there are more)