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defsteria · 2 days

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Love how they sandwich the Terror Twins in between in the middle 😂

#def leppard #80s #80s rock #rock #80s music #music #defleppard #80s fashion #80s aesthetic #joe elliott #rick savage #rick allen #phil collen #steve clark

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genxrocker · 1 day

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#def leppard #joe elliott #2024

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joes-sha-la-la-la-girl · 1 day

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Joe Elliott getting mad over people scamming his fans for money is the highlight of my week 😭💖

#def leppard #joe elliott

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elliotts-personal-property · 2 days

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Happy Mothers Day y’all💗💗

#mothers day #joe elliott #rick allen #phil collen #rick savage #steve clark #def leppard #<3

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stevesfuzzypinkslippers · 2 days

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hi! Could u write a lil fic for me?

Name: Rocksy

Boyfriend: Joe

scenario: basically, Joe and Rocksy are introduced by a mutual friend and they become good friends quickly cuz of how much they have in common (like their love for rock music)

Thx ❤️

SHIT i suck at writing fanfic but HERE YE GEAUX.

one to remember.

for @littlemissheavenonearth

“rocksy!”

your friend julian had just spotted you outside the local record store. it was his shift that particular sunday, working from 9-4 (his off day would come monday, and he was already planning on taking you for a picnic in the park)

but it wasn’t like you two were… dating. or anything. no. he was just a friendly, sociable person, trying to be nice to you. and besides, you both were heavy into rock, maybe a bit of metal sprinkled in here and there.

he’d just finished polishing up a few vinyls on the wire rack when his eyes caught your figure staring at the display in the window. of course, he had to come running out, trying not to sound completely out of breath (it was only three days since he’d last hit the treadmill).

“i was just about to put a few there,” he explained to you, motioning to the display. “feels a bit barren, y’know, gotta get a few sells before they shut us down.”

“wait, they are? really?”

“yeah,” julian sighed, “record stores are becoming a bit retroactive. nobody wants to physically walk to a store nowadays. they’ve gotten lazy.” he says this with a dramatic inflection, rolling his eyes.

“emphasis on the lazy,” you agree, noting that you passed two electric scooters on the way down the street, just walking and observing… and cringing at the sight.

“seems nobody appreciates good music nowadays either,” now this was the sound of a new voice, foreign to you. it had met your ears from the left, the source behind it coming into view from julian’s right side. he’d put a hand on julian’s shoulder, that look of recognition and familiarity immediately appearing in both their glances at each other.

“joe!” julian pulled into him for a trademark embrace. “ah, i should introduce you, this is one of our regulars!” he caught sight of you again, resting his light grip on your shoulder. “rocksy roo, this is joe, good friend of mine from the pub down the road. he’s just as much a regular there as he is here.” his eyes flashed joe’s way, “and joe… this is rocksy. my girlfriend.”

if there was any tea in your mouth, you’d have it flying straight into the two gents’ face. “we are not dating,” you reply crossly.”

“you know i like to tease,” he strokes a finger under your chin.

joe can see exactly how uncomfortable you look. he quirks an eyebrow up at you, folding his arms, and mouths to you in a manner indecipherable to julian “he usually this bad of a jerk to you?”

luckily you’d been trained to read lips, even off of absolute strangers.

so you give a subtle nod. “he is,” you mouth back, giggling a bit.

“hm.” joe pretends that the conversation that just took place never occurred to you guys, sticking out a hand and reaching for yours.

you smile and lock your eyes with his as your fingers interlock in a surprisingly tentative handshake. when you had met julian, that handshake was a lot firmer. perhaps, oh, wait… was he… actually… nervous… to meet you?

you blush slightly, looking him over, just now taking in his appearance. you might as well revel in it. he’s a tall, slight broad, mostly in the shoulders. you were never one for stocky men, you were afraid they’d crush you under their weight once you’d made the executive decision to take things upstairs… yet, you’d never reached that point. only in your dreams. maybe this time would be different?

julian finally decides to leave you two alone as he opens the door for you, letting you in his all-too-familiar haunts. you try not to appear purely stunned by this, you’d just met, and why was he being such a gentleman? was he even from these parts?

“ah, yeah,” he chuckles when you press him about it, “i get around.” you’re walking around the racks now, perusing every vinyl the keeper has in stock. julian’s outside smoking a cigarette, not even quite time for his break yet, but alas, none of your business now. right now you’re locked in this moment with joe.

there’s this oddly fascinated look in his eyes as he glosses over each record, at least, you find it odd because who in their right mind has the time to obsess over this shit as much as you? he pulls one out, flips it around, looks over it front to back, left and right, upside down, was he even sniffing it? what was so fascinating about the smell? he was one of those weirdos, you deduce.

but you can’t help but marvel at how deeply entranced he is, just at the mere sight of the fresh, hot-off-the-press collections, you thought you were the only one who held this obsession. “honey, i’ve been obsessed for quite a while. ever since i was a young boy in primary.”

“where did you go?”

“small, tight-knit little community, kinda tucked away. sheffield. maybe you heard of it?”

“just now i have,” you return, winking at him.

“maybe i’ll have to take you sometime. i can show you my record player.”

“record player?” you gasp. “i mean, i… i have one too… but,” you blush slightly, “i bet yours is nicer.”

“oh,” he shakes his head, “sorely mistaken my friend, it’s in pretty rough shape. beaten up pretty senseless by the hands of time… nothing you can really do,” a sad gleam now comes to light in his glazed eyes, lost in sentimental thought. “y’know, i wish more of them were flying off the presses. record players, i mean. all this digital crap, ‘s like a circus. i can’t stand it,” he shakes his head and sets his hands on his hips.

“yeah,” you breath out, nodding, “tell me about it. nobody’s ever appreciative of good art.”

“what i’ve been saying all along.”

you’re grateful that he’s receptive to your typical awkward convo strike-up, but this time, it’s more than that, more than just him listening… he actually understands. since when was that a thing?

you decide to list off a few of the more recognizable, classic artists easy to catch on vinyl to him, and he instantly rattles off his. kiss, led zep, the who, the stones, bowie. there’s one. holy shit! you feel your smile spread through your cheeks.

“maybe we’ll have a listen one of these days, hm?” joe rests a hand on your shoulder, and for once, you don’t feel the instant impulse to shrug it away. suddenly, you feel comfortable with this stranger, a stranger that you now so desperately want to call your friend. and maybe even more.

you kick julian’s ass to the curb (well, maybe leave him eating your kicked-up dust) as you and joe stroll out of the record shop, him pointing out the place where he’s staying for the week as you syncopate your footsteps. it’s a cozy atomosphere, he assures you. quaint, nothing too loud or blaring. you’re perfectly fine with this. you’ve got nowhere better to be.

“what’s your name again? rocksy?”

you smile and nod. “you can call me whatever you wish, however. anytime. anywhere. anyplace. any name.”

“mind if i call you my girlfriend,” he mutters through a light chuckle.

“i mean… the prospect sounds lovely.” you shrug. “but the idea is entirely up to you.”

“would you be willing?” he flashes a be-serious-with-me-now type glance over, and you nod affirmatively. “better than that pathetic excuse of a record shop owner, amiright.”

“the only thing he’s keeping tonight is a chewed-up and trampled-over heart,” you joke to him, running up the stairs together hand-in-hand.

he unlocks the door to his flat, and you both enter, shutting the door to the stillness of the evening, embracing the new life you’re about to live and lead with somewhat of a music man.

(sorry if there were any inconsistencies with this, sometimes i tend to ramble when i write haha)

#rem’s writing #joe elliott fanfic #joe elliott #def leppard fanfic #def leppard fanfiction #joe elliott fanfiction #joe elliott x reader

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leszmart · 1 year

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#the last of us #the last of us fanart #tlou #tlou fanart #tlou hbo #the last of us hbo #joe elliott #ellie tlou #my art #digital art #digital fanart #Digital Illustration

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doubletalkingmaeve · 8 months

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This blog is brought to you by an old man lover

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iamtheonelascivious · 1 year

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Tobias kicking his feet on the phone with Joe Elliott like

#i'm so happy for him #i just know he's giggling over the whole thing #the band ghost #ghost band #shitghosting #joe elliott #def leppard #spillways #tobias forge #meme

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groovium · 8 months

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me: he’s literally baby like he’s so adorable

him: a 60 year old grumbly musician

#kelly nickels #la guns #l.a. guns #80s rock #tracii guns #mötley crüe #Tommy lee #nikki sixx #motley crue #guns n roses #slash guns n roses #axl rose #izzy stradlin #steven adler #def leppard #joe elliott

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georgeweasleyx · 2 months

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Rick Savage bass guitarist of Def Leppard

#def leppard #rick savage #Joe Elliott #phil collen #80s rock #hard rock #80s icons #80s songs #80s fashion #def leppard gif #Rick savage gif #80s bands #80s music #my gif #gif

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defsteria · 2 days

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Rock your world up.

Song: Rock You Like a Hurricane — Scorpions

#def leppard #80s #80s rock #rock #80s music #music #defleppard #80s fashion #80s aesthetic #joe elliott #rick savage #rick allen #steve clark #phil collen #vivian campbell

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genxrocker · 2 days

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Happy Mothers Day!

#def leppard #joe elliott #rick savage #phil collen #steve clark #rick allen #mothers day

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joes-sha-la-la-la-girl · 7 hours

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Help me manifest a Joe Elliott dream for @elliotts-personal-property by sharing lots of pictures of Joe. Kris we’re gonna make this happen for you 🤞💖😊

#def leppard #joe elliott #manifesting a joe dream

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thebandghostofficial · 1 year

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